The Bradys in the Chinese quarter; or, The queen of the opium fiends

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The Bradys in the Chinese quarter; or, The queen of the opium fiends

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The Bradys in the Chinese quarter; or, The queen of the opium fiends
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Secret service, Old and Young King Brady, detectives
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Doughty, Francis Worcester d. 1917
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l&&lUd Weekly-By Sub&criplioll. $2 .50 per year. Ellltred "" Second ClaJs ll!altsr at ths New York Pos t Offi.a March 1, 1899, fly Fran!: Towey. No. 137. NEW YORK, SEPTEMBER 6, 1901. Price 5 Cents. Chang Foo stood before his door in the dim light, as the Bradys in stylish costumes came along. Nellie pointed at the Chinaman and whispered: "Ther stands the man you must put in jail, Harry Brady

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b A COMPLETE IS A REGULAR 2NCYCLOPEDIA! Each book consists of .sixty-four pa printed on good aper, in clf'nr type and neatly bound m nn attractive, Illustrated co of the lool
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SERVleE. OLD AND YOUNG KING BRADY, DETECTIVES. laaued Weekl11-B11 Subscription $2.60 per 11ear. Entered as Second Glass Matter at the New York, N. Y., Post Otrfce, March 1, 1899. Entered according to .II.at of Oong1ess, in the yoar 1901, in the otrice of the Librarlcllt of Congress, Washington, D. O., b11 Frank Touse11, 24 Union S qua re, New York. No. 137. NEW YORK, September 6, 1901. Price 5 Cents. he Bradys in the Chinese Quarter OR, THE __ QUEEN OF TijE OPIUM FIENDS. BY A NEW YORK DE1.'ECTIVE hands clutched the screami ng woman by the throat and CHAPTER I. '.!.'HE QUEEN OF THE OPIUM: FIENDS. dragged,. her back into the house. Down went the window, with a bung, and then all became still. But the, detectives did not pause. At ten o'clock on the night of May 25th, two Secret Upon reachin g the entrance to the building, they hurled e rvicc d etect ives were crossing Chatham Square, New 1he Chinamen aside who were in their way, and darted I rk, in. the vicinity of Doyers Street, when they were into a dark, gloomy hall. artled by hearing cries for help. Here they met with a violEmt rebuff The tones were evidently of a woman. . A dozen villainous-looking 11fongolians, who were b!,!ck They seeme d to come from old. bmldmg in the hall, formed a flying wedge and rushed out at them. ar the corner, several Chmamen might have I Unprepared for i;:uch a peculiar assault, the two detec en seen over the dirty, narrow and crooked frv!)s were hustled out into the stref!t, followed by the yelltle street, rushmg toward the house. l ing and chattering horde. A the detectives paused, to accurately locate the ounds, Th 1 .:i h d ht f lt h t k k d ff f d h b .1d. fl h e no,.11-nmmc i e e a \\as noc e o o upper \\'lll ow m t e m mg was ung open, wit a 1 Old K" B d 1 d th Id bl k t 1 t sh mg ra y lea c o ue roe coa was a mos Th. h a d h ld f b t"f 1 torn from hiR body, and the standing colla r and black stock c ea an s ou ers o a eau i u young woman were . t t d h h k d t f th "ld t t encnclmg h1s neck were crump l ed out 0 shape. rus ou an s e s ne e in accen s o e w1 es error: . "H l 1 p 1 1 11r d 1,, But lus anger arose and his deep-set, keen eyes fl.ashed e p o ice i ur er fi The two detectives glanced at each other. ne. "Troubl e there, Harry!" exclaimed the eldest, who was "Rough-house," he remarked to h;s boy partner "Ever tall, muscular man, with white hair and a clean-shaven since you became a pupil of mine I'Ye never experienced e. rnch rough handling." "Evidentl y the woman need s aid" an wered the hand"If we ain't equal to a dozen almond-eyed Do33.thens," e, stylis hl y c lad hoy. "Let's run into that opium joint hotly repli ed Young King Brady, "we'd belier go out of d find out what ails the woman Old King Brady." the business." sooner was this proposition made when they started "Beat your wa.v through the bunch, Harry." a rush for the house at the top of their speed. "Come on; I'm r e ady for them Glancing up again they saw ll. pair of naked arms, eviAnd they fcarle,,sly on the Mongols. ntly belonging to a man, dart out the window and the Some of the yello w men fuad murderouslooking

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2 THE ira.ADYS IN THE CHUff!JS:JD QU ART:Jl)R. I weapons from the folds of their blouses, but the int:epid I long, narrow strip of red paper covered with Ohinese lett detectives paid no heed to them ing. Doubling up their fists, they cq11rged on their !lntagonA bliding gl!!re pf light flasl}ed out in their faces, a ists, determin e d to penetrat e that house and find out what ailed the b e autiful white woman. Upon reachin g the horde,'the d e t e ctive s sent in some hot swings, 1 1 ppe rcuts and jab s that neve r failed to hit a Chinese face. Y e ll s of a g on y a nd deep m a lediction s escap e d the rascals as they w e r e sen t reel i n g ri g ht and l eft, or knocked down completel y One of th e m ru s h e d b e hind Old King lh!ldy ad r11ised a dagger Lo plunge it i nto his bacl}. But the bpy saw him in time Leapin g foTward, h e swun g hi s fis t a g ain s t the villain 's jaw and kno c k e d him s pinning into the middle of the street. The n h e turne d and pit c h e d into a pair of the y e llow d e mon s and gave the m the wor s t beating they ever had in their lives. B y thi s t i m e O l d Kin g Brad y had gain e d the ma s tery of thre e m en. A c l ear passage was open e d to the door, and Old King Brad y's features w e r e r e v eale d in the light of a square lamp over the e ntTance. By thi s li ght s om e of the g ath e ring crowd recognized him, and a warnin g yell a rose on all sides of: "It's Old King Brnd y ' That nam e acted like m agic on t h e fighting O qh 1 amen and they quit at onc e and s lunk away with look s of fear upon th eir faces. Every crook in C h i nato w n kn e w and feared the Bradys. Many of them made the e rror of believing they were father and son. A s a fact they wer e not related, except ing that they were bu s ines s partner s Observing that the l\Iongols had abandoned the fight, a grim smile of sati s faction cro ssed the old detective's face, and he mutter ed: "They 've giv e n up the scrap Harry." "It was fear whe n they l e arn e d our id e ntity." "They' re eith e r a ga ng of Hig hbinders, or they belong to the Hatch e r Soci et y two s ecret organizations like the Italian Mafia." As they spoke, they rushed for the doorway again. Above it hung a sign bearing the name, "Chu Yee, Laundry." The store windows w e r e tightly covered up, and a long, board i:;ign over them was covered with faded, gilt letters in Chinese. Above w e re thre e iron fir e-es cape platforms, and before the covered store window s was a s lanting cellar door. The Bradys plung e d into th e hallway, rushed upstairs to the s econd floor and h e arcl t h e s ound s of a fierce stn1ggle. First. a man's voice h e ard s w e aring in English, and then the hoar se, panting tone s of a woman could be heard raving at him. The detectives pushed opert a door upon which hung a they glanced into the room, a singular scene met th view. Before them was a spacious room, illuminated by a ha borne, gilt chandelier. A fine, Wilton carpet covered the floor ; the w w e re hung with crimson silk, and the magnificent g furniture was upholst e red in Oriental tapestries .arble bus ts, on ebony pedestals, niches a corn e rs, figure
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THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. I ''Light your lantern quick, Harry. There's crooked wor k prevent any one from going up into the joint and inter ing on here l" ferring with the deed." "I've got it ready now," panted the boy; drawing a. "Your theory may be correct," Harry assented, "but ntern from his pocket. there is a point which seems to contradict it very strong l y." 1 Just then there sounded three pistol shots, and the bul "To what do you refer?" ts flew by in dangerous proximity to the Secret Service "That woman screaming out the window for help It en. seems to me if the man were lured into that joint by her to But they did not flinch. get murdered, she would not have invited oufside inter -The boy unmasked his lantern and flashed its rays ference by summoning us up there." round. "Harry, your logic i s sensible But y ou must remember A cry of amazement now escaped the detective s, for not that the woman 's plan may have failed. Instead of her ly were the woman and the two Chinamen gone, but the killing the man, he may have turned the tables on her. dy and clothing of the prostrate man had al s o disap -Finding h!' was getting the best of h 9r she might have beared like magic. come frightened and screamed for aid. Then, befo r e we "She has baffled us!" exclaimed the old detective, furireached the room, s he could have gained the ma ste ry of him sly. and accompli s h ed her purpose." A mocking in the voice of the woman greeted this "But why was he killed? That's tb.:::: q1;.2sti..::::J.. mark and the angry detectives rus hed around the room "Ask me somet hing easier." find her. "Who
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. --------.-. 4 THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. were after a pocketbook snatcher, who disappeared in Pell Street, buL I think he has given us the slip, so we may as well give up for the night." Harry was about to assent to this plan when he sud denly caught view of the figure of a man dashing across Hie square toward .Tames Street. This shabby young man, in an old felt hat, was Dick Grubbs, a notorious pickpocket, who had a bad record in the police department. As soon as the boy saw him he pointed at the man and cried, excitedly : "There he goes now!" "Who?'' demanded Old King Brady, in startled tones. "The pocketbook snatcher." "So it is Chase him!" They started on a run after the fugitive. Grubbs was running because he had seen the detectives. Observing that they were chasing him, he rushed down the street with the speed of a deer and headed toward the river. After him went the Bradys, and an exciting chase ensued. Five blocks were covered, and as the fleet-footed pick pocket ran into James Slip, he turned up outh Street Beyond the Clyde Line he saw a picr, beside which a boat was tied, and just as he went over the string -piece the cietectives sa\v him. "He's going out on the river!" panted Old King Brady. "We can easily get a boat and follow him," the boy replied. "I ain't going to let that crook get away, if there's any way to stop him." When they reached the end of the slip they saw Grubbs rowing out on the dark riYer with might and main. There were no more boats around there, so the Bradys rushed up South Street, keeping a keen lookout for a skiff. At pier 3fi they saw just what they needed. It was a small, clinker-built quarlE'r-boat containing two pairs of oars, and was tied by a painter to a coal barge. There was no trouble to get it, and they sent it flying out of the slip to the end of the pier, and gazed around in quest of the escaping criminal. The tide was sweeping in strongly, and Harry remarked: "He wouldn't attempt to pull against this current to escape." "We must look for him up the stream," replied his partner. "See, there he goes now!" Old King Brady observed the white skiff Grub"bs occu pied. He was keeping it in the shadow of the piers, but was not yet so far away that he was obscured from the detec tives' view, and they raced after him and began to gain rapidly. The string of lamps on the big bridge arching the river were left astern, and the bulkhead lanterns, dotting each side of the murky river, shed down a glow that danced on ihe choppy waves. Few HhiV" w e r:.-away from their moorings at the piers where the tall masts and mazes of rigging formed a stra forest, but a lonely ferryboat was gliding down the stre its wheels churning the water to foam. The Bradys skiff dashed ahead, rapidly. When opposite the New Rochelle steamer dock they w within a few yards of the stern o.f the crook's boat, llarry shouted at him: "Grubbs, you can't escape." "I'll knock yer heads off afore I'll surrender!" cried man, defiantly. As the two boats came together, he dropped one oar raised the other to bring it down on Old King Brady's he Quick as a fl.ash, Harry whipped out a revolver, aime at the desperate man, and shouted, sternly : "Drop that oar, if you don't want to get shot!" An oath escaped the crook, and he let the ashen bl fall, raised bis bands high over his head, and cried, tre ously: "Don't shoot! I quit!" "Secure him, Old King Brady." "I've got the nippers ready for him now," said the detective, and he clambered into the other boat and cured his man. "Blast ther luck,' I'm pinched!" growled the thief, tones of despair. "Where's the leather you swiped?" a s ked the detect "In my pocket .'' "I'll relieve you of it. Then we'll lock you up." He secured the pocketbook, returned to his own boat tied tho tow-line. Seizing the oars he said to Young King Brady, in tones : "Go back down the river till we return these boats to owners Then we can run Grubbs in and return the poc book to its owner." It was hard pulling against the current, but they hi ged the shore as closely as possible and thus escaped full strength of the tide. early half an hour passed by ere they drew n,ear th
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THE BRADYS IN THE CHI.r ESE QU.\RTER. 5 "I've got him!" the boy muttered. "He's dead, too." "Drowned?" asked the old detective, :fl.ashing a lantern ght on the body. "No. He wasn't in the water long enough for that. He as dead when they hurled him off the pier . Fine-looking an, too, ain't he ?" "Harry," exclaimed the old detective, excitedly, "see! ee he is the man we saw killed in the opium joint to ght. What does this mean?" CHAPTER III. A CALL ON THE TELEPTIONE. Harry had seen the dead man's face in the opium joint, d upon a close scrutiny he now observed that his part er was not mistaken. "It' a fact," sa id he. "This i the man who met his eath at the hand s of San 1\ioy, the queen of the opium endfl." "And the two Chinamen who were in the cab look e d very uch like the pair we saw in the queen's den added his artner. "She probably sent them to fling the body into the ver to leave the impression that the ma,n was drowned, he ever were found. And if the bodj was lost in the ater, she hoped that the evidence of her horrible crime ould be hidden fore-rnr. "We are not so sure she actually murdered the man, arry." "It would be easy for us to find out by examining the rpse." "And we shall doso when we get it up on a pier." "Here's th e s lip where our boat came from." They rowed in, secured the boat to the coal barge, and rried the body of the murdered man up on the small deck. Dick Grubbs, the pri oner, had been an }nterested spec tor, but he sat in the other boat and did not say a word. Ha>ing turned the light of his dark-lantern upon the rpse, Harry said : "Search his pockets and see if you can find a clew to his entity." "Very well," answered Old King Brady, h.-neeling beside e body. "Do you notice that be now has on his coat and st? Ile did not wear them in the opium joint. The rties who brought him here must have put the things on m. But his hal is gone." ''I saw it floating away in the river." The man's clothing wa made of the finest broadcloth, d his underwear was equally as expensive. He wore no jewelry, and when the detective searched his kets he found them completely empty. There was not a thing upon his per. on by means of which y could learn who he was, but the detective made an rtant discovery. Over the region of his heart the man's shirt had a small blood stain. Upon opening his shirt-bosom, Old King Brady discov ered a tiny cut in his skin between the fourth and fifth ribs. Pulling open the wound he discovered underneath the skin a small, circular piece of glass, over which the lips of the wound had closed. By working at it for some time he finally managed to draw it out; and then, to their amazement, they found it to be the blade of a glass dagg e r. It was about six inches long, no bigger around than a elate-pencil, and had a point as kee n as that of a needle. "Evidently this weapon was thrust into his heart and the handle was snapped off so the lips would close over the wound and thus conceal the buried blade," said Old King Brady. "What an infernal weapon!" Harry could not help ex claiming. "It's a Vene tia n dagger," replied his partner. "This form of weapon was in common use by the Italian assassins of ancient times." "Could San ::\foy have stabbed the man with it?" "It certainly looks as if she were the guilty party." "But we can't prove it as a positiv e fact." "Not yet, Harry, but there's no telling what the future may bring forth. This unfortunate man must have had the dagg e r in his heart at the moment we entered the joint. Neither of u saw the woman stab him when we rushed in. His strugg l e with h er mu t hav e been a la st -expiring effort, for he dropped dead at her feet a moment after we were in the room." "As we can't find out who be is," Harry, "I'll go and rin g up th e morgue wagon and have the body away." "Do, and in the meantime I'll have to get Grubbs up here from the boat and see that he is locked up." Harry ran down the dock to the street. Finding a policeman, whom he knew, he detailed t ,he oecurrence, got him to open a signal-box, and the wagon was summoned This done, they went out on the pier and found that Old King Brady bad managed to get Grubbs up on the coal barge. In a short time the wagon arrived and carried the dead man away. The Bradys then took their prisoner over to the Elm Street tation, entered a charge of highway robbery against him was locked up. transpired. to Secret Service headquarters they e ntered ivate office and gave him an ace unt of all that He was startled, as Old King Brady handed over the pocketbook, and, glancing at the contents, he finally ex claimed: "There's one hundred dollars and a visiting -card in this pocketbook. By looking at the name on the card you will see that the owner of the pocketbook is my wife!" "What!'' cried the detectives, in genuine astonishment. '"N.ot only this undeniable evidence," r;aicl the chief, aiil

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6 THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. :....: ..:..... __:.:_-= -:::..:: -=-======4 he held up the card,'"but an hour ago I received a message from my wife over the telephone, explaining htlw she had been robbed." "I'm glad we saved her money for her, then," said Harl'Y "And I am obliged to you both for capturing the thief, and recovering my wife's property." "Now, about this murder mystery, chief/' said the boy, to change the subject. "What do you think abotlt it?" "You have certainly dug up a peculiar case." "We must bring the murderer of that man to justice." "Yes, indeed. And I hope you will uI1deJJtake to do so." "Nothing is more difficult than to expose Chinese criminals. If the Chinamen had anything to do with ending that man's life it will require almost superhuman ingenuity to bring the fact to light. But we will do our best." "I can expect no more." "To :n;ie it looks like a case of robbery." "Why do you suspect that of being the motive?" "Simply because the dead man had nothing in his pockets. It is fair to presume that a man would at least carry a watch. But this man had none. Nor was there a cent in his pockets, and no man of his appearance goes about so utterly penniless." "That's a fair presumption." "In Chinatown ate thugs who would murder a man for very little money. Moreover, the Chinese themselves have almost no regard at all for human life. If the queen of the opium fiends did not kill the man herself, )Je may have been the victim of some follower of hers and robbery could have been the reason.'' "It's a pity you could not find out why she was struggling with the man in her opium den." "We intend to capture the woman and ascertain." "It may throw some light on the seeming mystery." After discussing the puzzling matter at some length further, the Bradys went to their lodgings in Irving Place. On the following afternoon, while they were at the Central Office the telephone bell rang, and some one asked for the chief. He answered the call, and asked: "Who is that?" "Fred Heywood," came the reply. "I am the cashier in the office of Howard M. Pelham, banker, of 22 Broad Street." "Well, sir, what can I do for you to-day?" "I wish to notify you that Mr. Pelham has disappeared." "How do you know?" "He was to have been in this office early this It was abselutel for him to have b sign some important business papers. When he did not come, I called up the Gilsey House where he lived and the clerk told me that Mr. Pelham did not return there yester day afternoon, although he told me be was going straight home, as he had a severe headache." "Did he reach the hotel later?" "No, sit. That's the mysterious part of it. He has not been there since yesterday morning and be has not been here all day. Nor have we heard a word from him. I've become so wotried over hi pretr1rnted silence dnd 11bse that I rt:!solvt:!d nl: last te tlotHy yoh so that ;. seartlli II\! be made for him." "Dt1 ybu Suspect foul play?" E "I do; as he was always ih ilie habit of carrying a la1 sum of money in his pocket. I know, as a fact, that whj he left this office at four o'clock yesterday afteriloon he 1' a thousand dollars in a wallet in his breast ptick _et." "Indeed! I'Jl send a couple of detectives down to If you. DQ not let anybody know they are coming, as the may be an enemy among his office staff, and it wqn't t to warn anybody of our intentions." l "Thank you. I'll wait for the officers and give them 1 the information I can. But, say, don't keep me watttli too long." "Why?" asked the chief. "I expect the lady to whom I am engaged to be to call here at five o'clock. We are going to dine at Dt monico 's together, and I do not wish to inconvenience her I can avoid it." "Oh, I see," laughed the chief. 1 We won't interfe with your plans. I'll have my men there inside of fifte1 minutes." "Very well, sir. Good-by.)! And the speaker rang off. The Chief hung up the receiver, and turning to J Bradys he told them all that was just said, and added, conclusion: "I think you hatl better call on this M:r. Heywood. The is no kht>wing but what the tnissing banker may be tJ very man you saw getting killed in the opium joint." The Bradys took hint, and departed at once Shortly afterward they entered the office of Howard ] Pelham. CHAPTER IV. CAUGHT AT THE BANKER'S. Before going to the office of the banker the Bradys made a complete change in their usual appeaxance, as t had an idea that they might have occasion to lose t identity after speaking to Fred Heywood. Both were now clad in stylish frock suits, their ere trowsers turned up at the bottoms, over patent lea shoes, glossy silk hats on their heads, canes in their glo hands and eyeglasses on Harry's nose. They looked like two swells, and when they entered bankel'.'s office the clerks looked at them with grt:!at de ence. An office boy met them, and asking the nature of t business, was given a plain card simply bearing the n "James Brady," which he was politely requested to h to Mr. Heywood. A few moments later the boy returned and said cashier would be pleased to see them back in Mr. Pelh private office.

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THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. 7 'l'hey followed him in, and, closing the door, confronted tall, well-dressed young man, with a blond mustache and d cheeks. I "You are from police headquarters, I presume?" sald waving them to a couple of chairs and seating himself. "Ju st so," assented Old King "Brady, priefly, as he sized the banker's clerk and saw that he was a very anly fellow. ''Do you know what I sai d to your chief over the tele one ?" "We qo. We came here to get some more information." ''I will post you on everything I'm :Cami liar with, gentle en." "First, I would liko to know if Mr. Pelham has a mily ?" "No. He has neither father, mother, nor wife." "Then he lived alone in the Gilsey House?" "All alone." '' he any relations at all?" "Yes, sir; a niece named Nellie Cross. She is the young dy to whom I am.engaged to pe married." "Was she Mr. Pelham's heiress?" "Yes." "Where does she live?" "In a flat at No. Madison Avenue." "Alone?" "Yes." "Is she a woman of means?'' "She ]ms a large income." "From what?" "I don't know, but presume from 11 fortune left by her rents." \\'as she on friendly te"rms with Mr. Pelham?/, "Very." "Do you know if the banker had any enemies?" "Not one. He was universally esteemed." be rich?" -"I think he was at least a million."' "Can you tell me if he had any bad habits?" "What do you mean by that, 1lf r Brady?" "For instance, was he an opium fiend?" A loo!\. of amazement flashed over Fred Heywood's face. He hecame so agitated that the detectives noticfld it at ce. 'Finally he mastered his emotion and said, in low tones: "I fear he was addicted to drugs, Mr. Brady." "What made you think so?" "His peculiar actiops at times. Moreover, I've seen 'namen call on him here and go away with him in his rriage "Hum! J ust as I feared. Can you describe the nker? " H ere's a photograph of him," replied Fre,d. H e opened the desk, took out a picture anti handed it The mom e n t the B radys glanced at it, Harry exclaimed : That's the murd ered man, Old King Brady." o do4l;it it." "What!" cried Fred, aghast. "Mr. Pelham murdered, did you say?" Old King Brady nodded assent, for he saw that the man whom they had taken from the river was identical with the original of this photograph. "Yes," said he, "Howard Pelham is a dead man." "Great heavens!" cried Fred, excitedly "What has happened to bim ?" "He was murdered." "When?" "At ten o'clock la st night." "Whereabouts?" "In an opium joint in Doyers Street." "By "A woman who poses as the queen of the opium fiends." "For what reason ?" "Probably robbery." "Are you sure?" "Well, when we found his body and searched his pockets he did not have a cent. You said he left here with a thousand dollars in his pocket. A s it was gone, we are justifi e d in presuming that he was slain by one who designed to rob him." "This is horrible Where is his body ?'1 "At the morgue, foot of Ea st Tw enty -sixth Street." "Do you know how he as killed?" "Yes. Somebody stab' him in the heart with a glass dagger." "'l'be woman you mentioned?" "We have strong reason to believe she was the guilty party.'' "Tell me why you suspect her?" "She was having a deadly struggle with Mr. Pelham when we rushed into the den where he was killed In the midst of the struggle he fell dead at her feet "Then she very evidently killed him." "So we infer. Afterward she escaped with his body and bad it flung into the river, from which we rescued it." "Good gracious! Such atrocious villainy!" "That woman is a she-demon." "No doubt of it, Mr. Brady, no doubt of it." "We intend to arrest her for the crime the moment we catch her." "Do so, by all means, and you'll find a hearty supporter in me." "What will become of this banking business now?" myself tter of fact I have for some time been a silent replied Fred. "It will be continued. Very buy out the heirs and control the whole thing "In other words, if Nellie Cross, your fiance, is the sole heiress, as yo11 said, you will purchase her interest?" "Either that, or talt:e care of her end of it for her." "I see," said Old King B rady. "Was Mr. Pelham sol vent?" "Oh. yes. The business is on a sound, financia l footing." "1'hat is good."

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8 THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. "Now what shall I do about claiming Mr. Pelham's body?'' You will have to go to the morgue and claim burial." ''I s hall do so. Do you mind going with me?" "Not at all "Come on, then, and--" "Blit yon are to meet Miss Cross here." it fo r A blank look swept over Fred's face, and he pali ed. In his excitement he had forgotten all about the ex pected call of his sweetheart, and he muttered: "B)" I mu.st wait for Nellie." "It will l>. in grim tones; "she is the murderess 0 Howard Pelb am, and :is such I am going to lock her up !" When the cashier finished hiR recital, he turned t o Bradys and said, in tones of the deepest earnestness :

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THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. 9 I:::::===========================================-=---._:==============-'You gentlemen must be laboring under a painful mise. Miss Cross is not this murderous dive-keeper, San y. You have been deceived by a fancied resemblance.'' 'Nothing fancied about ihe matter," retorted Harry, ly. "The murderess and this woman are the same son." 'Humbug! I tell you there is some grave error here." Are you going to interfere with the handi; of justice dcfrnding thi woman in the face of absolute eYidence we e 1hat she is the person we mentioned?" demanded rry, sharply. Ileaycn forbid. If you were right I woul
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10 THE BHA'DYS. IN THE OHL ESE QUARTER. The boy glanced keenly at the Mongolian so he would know him again, and they continued on or half a block. Finally they turned back. Upon repassing the laundry they observed that Chang Foo was gone. He had disappeared into the l:iouse. .Fred was awaiting them at the Bowery. He took charge of the girl, and the Bradys bowed. "We are going back to find and ar:rest Chang Foo," said Old King Brady. "You will hear from us again, Mr. Heywood." A peculiar smile crossed Nellie's face. "Good luck to you," said she. Then she got in the cab with Fred and they were driven away, while the Bradys went back into Pell Street. Upon reaching Chang Foo's house they banged on the door for admittance. CHAPTER VI. TWO BURNING BOWLS. The Bradys were not kept waiting long before the door was opened by a young Chinaman in a blue blouse and sandals, baggy pants and an extremely long queue, which hung far down his back. "Well, whatee want?" he demanded. "Chang Foo," replied Harry. "Is he in?" "Yep. Come." He held the door open and the detectives entered a gloomy hall. From somewhere about the house there came the dis cordant music of a one-string fiddle interrupted at fre quent intervals by a clattering crash as i some one was banging on a tin The young Chinaman closed and quietly locked the door, and an odor
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THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. 11 "Rush at it with me." Retreating a few paces they rushed for the door and hit with their shoulders, but it stoutly resisted the shock. 1 It was now with the greatest difficulty that they re listed the overwhelming fumes of the burning drug. They fought desperately to prevent themselves succumbng to its baneful influence, for they knew very well that 10th would perish the moment they gave up. "Can't force it that way," said Harry, gaspingly. "Hit it with the table," replied Old King Brady. They started across the room to get it, and Harry .taggered. He fell to his knees. "I'm done for!" he groaned. 1 "Get up!" yelled Old King Brady, violently shaking him iDd pulling him to his feet. "Don't give in. One more fl'ort and we will get out of here." "I ca" n't. I'm too weak." "You. must, do you hear me!" "Save yourself and let me die." "No, I won't. Here-help me!" He dragged the table over and shook the boy again. By a violent effort Harry got up some of his flagging urage. Grasping the table together, they swung it to and fro moment and then let it drive with a mighty crash against (} door. It flew open, with its lock broken. Out into the hall plunged the half-strangled detectives. Both gasped, panted, and drank in the purer air with idity and swiftly regained a normal condition. J "Yes, Fve quite recovered." "Come on, then." And out came his lantern, the dazzling glare was shot down the hall and it fell upon the figures of two Chinese. One was the young man who locked them in the rbom and the other was Chang Foo, whom they were after. A yell of fear escaped the pair when the lights darted in their faces; there came some jabbering in their native tongue, and next moment the pair went flying upstairs. "Trying to escape us!" panted Harry. "Chase the beggars Upstairs they flew, after the fugitives, and fear lend ing speed to the two yellow men, they retained their lead. Through the upper hall they raced, and up a second flight of stairs, with the detectives rapidly gaining. A htdcTer i_n the upper hall led to the roof. The Chinamen ascended and banged down the scuttle cover. Up the ladder went the Bradys, after them, but upon reaching the scuttle they found it secured so they could not move it. "By Jove! we may lose them after all, now/' growled Old King Brady. "I can't move this thing." "We won't.lose them,'' replied the boy, angrily. CHAPTER VIL A'l'TEM:PTING AN ARREST. 'rhe fumes of the drugged smoke rushed out through the 1 "Harry, do you know of any means to reach those en door and they retreated along the hall. Chinamen?" With the retUrn of tpeir breath came their strength. j "I do. Get down from the ladder-quick!" <'What an infernal plan to murder us!" panted Harry. I Down they went, and Harry seized the ladder and carried I "No one but a Chinaman would have the iiendish it over to the small skylight over the stairs. o-acity to plan such a thing," Old King Brady r e plied. Up he ran to the top again. "Hark! What's that?" With one heave he sent the skylight flying from its "Voices approaching fastenings and it landed on the roof, with a jingle of break' Look out now." ing glass. 1 'Draw your gun_." In a i;noment more the boy was on the roof. They crouc h e d back in the darkness. Old King Brady followed him. Whispering voices reached their strained ears, and they They saw the two Chinamen rushing across the roofs n distinguished the guttural sounds of the of the adjoining buildings in the row, and gave chase. inese language. Presently the fugitives saw them. They did not understand wl::tt was said, but they quickly Cries of alarm escaped the pair. lized that the speakers knew they had been confined in They came to a wide alleyway. room, and felt sure they were discussing the matter. Chang Foo gave a mighty leap which carried him safely "The lights betray the fact that we have broken open over, and he went down an open scuttle, pulled it shut after door," Harry thought, "ancl they must know by this him, hooked it on the inside and down to the street. e that we have escaped from the room." His companion was not so fortunate. he voices came no nearer. As he attempted to leap across the alley the toe of his Id King Brady nudged Harry and whispered: sandal caught on a wooden roofing cleat and he lost his ''Two speakers." balance. "Shall we go for tl1em ?" .A.. wild shriek of horror escaped him. 'Yes. Got your lantern handy?" Down into the dark abyss he plunged, headfirst, and 'It's lit and ready for use." landed on the flags, three stories below, with every bom 'Are you strong enough? I am." in his body broken.

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12 THE BRADYS IN THh CHINESE QUARTER. The Bradys were appalled at the tragedy. Pausing, they glanced down. "Poor wretch," muttered Harry. "He must have been killed.'' ''You look after him and I'll follow Chang Foo," cried his partner, as he sprang over the alley and dashed ahead. Peering down, Harry saw several Chinamen moving about down below, with lanterns and candles. The crash of the fallen body had brought them out and they all surrounded him and held an excited discussion. Young King Brady went back to the house from whence they escaped, proceeded down through the building and reached the front door. It was locked and the key was gone. He pushed open a door at the side of the A room fitted up as fl laundry met his view, and as it had two front windows opening on the street, Harry pusheQ. the shutters apart and sprang through. He landed on the sidewalk. Running down the street he reached the alley. It was crmrded excited Chinamen, and he pushed his way through the throng and reqched the fallen man. Kne e ling down beside tP.e unlucky fellow, Harry examined him. "He is dead!" said the boy. "You doctor?" queried a bystander. "Police," replied Harry. "How he fall ?" "From the roof." "Yep. We hear, an' lun here." "Do you h."Jlow who he is?" "Hop Suey." "Where does he live?" "Work for Chang Foo, laundly." "Carry him home and I'll send for an ambulance." The Chinaman spoke to his companions, and they lifted up the clead man, carried him home, broke open the door, and, taking him in idc, placed him on a cot. Meantime, Harry ran to Chatham Square, called up the Chambers Street Hospital on the telephone and asked for an ambulance. WhPn he got back in Pell Street, he found his partner among the crmrd of Chinese in front of Chang Foo's place. "What's going on here, Harry?" he asked, anxiously. "The young fellow was killed by his fall and they brought him home." "I feared yon were in trouble again." "Dir.1 you catch Chang Foo?" "Cot1ldn 't find a trace of him." "News of the death of his workman is bound to reach his ears and as soon as he is sure we are gone he is likely to come sneaking around to have a look at the dead man." "That's probable." "By shadowing this house you are sure to catch him." "Not in this rig, though. They've got us spotted." "We can easi l y change our disguises." "Come around in the Bowery, then, and we will try 1 your plan." They walked away together, keenly eyed by the gan heathens, and turning into the Bowery they passed i saloon. In a back room they changed their disguises, as were provided with seYeral changes. When they fi.niiihed, no one would have suspected they were the same swells who had just entered. Old King Brady was now clad in a pair of overal red flannel shirt, a discolored little felt hat and heav whi kers. A bald-bead red wig hid his white hair from view, by the judicious use of pencils and cosmetics he compl alteTed the appeaTance of his face. Harry wore a sailot's uniform and a glossy brown tache. A bundle was made of the thing they did not w'is carry with them and they left it with the bartender. He was well acquainted with them. "Sure it's wonderful the way yer've altered yer lo he laugherl. "We'll send for these bundles, Jerry/' replied th detective. "And what's your lay now?" "We're afteT some Chinameu." "I wish yer'd clean every heathen out of this quarter "Perhaps we may before we finish tl;iis job." ."WeH, so long." The Bradys went out, and after a brie.f consultation separated. The old detective "-ent straight back to Pell Street, his hoy partner strolled around the block to gain the s point from another quarter, in order to avoid arousing picion. Half an hour later the old detecti\"'e "alked up j;o dooT of Uhang Foo's place, from which the crowa r persccl, as i.he ambulance had been there and the s r could clo nothing. A couple of Chinamen stood before the door, talkin "Is there a landhry here?" Old King Brady asked of them. "Light imide," answered the Chinaman addressed. "An' is tbeT boss in?" "You go in an' see." The cletectiYe had a pacl :a ge in his hand, and thought it was some collars .nd cuffs he was bringi get laundered. He passed into the hall. Seeing the laundry door open and several Chinarn,e the room he entered and glanced over the Mongolian There were more of them in the little back room \t the body of the dead man laid, but the detective not see their faces very plainly as the place was shroud gloom. "Hey!" he shouted "Where's ther boss?" A man came in from the rear room. At one glance he saw that it was Ching Foo. "Whatee want?" demanded the laundryman. "You replied the deteeti ve.

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THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. 13 "Wha' for wantee me?" He swept through the crowd like an avalanche. "For trying to,.kill me." Reaching his partner's side, he cried: And Old King Brady sud:weat. "We'll reach the Bow e ry in a few He suddenly thought ofta. cry of ithe Highbind ers "The rascals are preparing for another assault." 1'11<" hen danger threatened them, ancl gave utterance to it. "Give them a volley in the legs if they clo." In stantly dozens of Chinamen rushed from the adjacent They kept a wary eye on their enemies and saw their ires and flat s and ran townrcl the deteotive and his su lky faces getting together again to form a new campaign. isoncr. ; A few moments later the whole crowd made a rush1 exOld King Brady instantly :fu;cd the dangJ;. he w.1s pecting to overwhelm the detectives by sheer force of for these belonging to fl:J.c same lodge Chang Foo 1 numbers. were bound to go to hi s assistancr. But the gallant Bradys were ready. 'l'h e detective drew his pistol. As a loud c;hout arose from the :Mongols, and the vast l et them come ; a11d if they tackle me they'll horde came rushing forward, Old King Brady et it," h e gwwlecl. "I alll determined to take this man, I 'Fire, and run, Harry." d or alive!" "Give it to them!" CHAPTER VIiI. FIGHTING A RABBLE. "You fellows stan
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THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. "What's that crowd?" "Trying to rescue this fellow." "We"ll stop that." A1id they charged on the Chinese horde. Wild yells of alarm followed and away rushed the whole gang. The Bradys smiled "ith satisfaction. "Won't bother us agaih to-night," said Harry. "We will lock this chap up." Chang Foo tried to fight them off again, but Old King Brady got him by the neck and marched him along, forcibly. They put him in jail and went home. On the follO\\ and Olq K Brady c&n watch Miss Cross' fiat. If we don't find two sep. arate people it will be fair to assume that sht leading a double life, posing in the Chinese district as opium-joint keeper and figuring in Madison Avenue as wealthy Miss Cross." "Excellent Try it." "We'll do so at once." They then left the chief and went out. In the street, Harry said to his partner : "You go down to Doyers Street to-night and I'll tac the lady's fl.at up on Madison Avenue. Satisfied?" "Perfectly." They separated, and each one went his own way. Harry boarded a Madison Avenue car and rode uptc as far as Forty-fifth Street, where he alighted. He soon foultd the building in which Fred said Ne lived, and going into the big vestibule a negro boy, blue livery, opened the door, and, ushering him into hall, he 1asked, politely: "Who do you wish to see, sir?" "Miss Nellie Cross. Does she live here?" "Yes, sir. the elevator up to the third floor." Harry thanked him, boarded a car and went up. On the third floor he knocked at a door. "Come in cried a feminine voice. He opened the door and strode into a beautiful li parlor. Standing expectantly in the middle of the room Miss Cross. A startled look fl.ashed across her face when she who her caller was, and she finally cried: "Bless me, it's Young King Brady!" "At your service, madam," replied the boy, bowing. "When you do, put young Heywood on his guard." CHAPTER IX. 1He ought to be warned against that designing woman." "Are you sure he don't know her real character?" MARKING THE GIRL. "Positive. She has completely pulled the wool over his eyes." Ha,rry saw by the expression of the young woman's "Why don't you shadow her fl.at? If she is really Miss tlat she was not overjoyed to see him there. Cross you will find her at home almosl: any time. If she, In fact, it was quite evident to him that his call w on the contrary,-i.s away most of the time you can depend annoyince to her in some and he said, after a p .iie's the queen of the opium fiends, as you suspected." "You don't eeem to be very glad to see ine." "Very true." "Why should I, after your unjust suspicions of me "I think I've fathomed her motive for killing Mr. "Holding a grudge up your sleeve against me, are' Pelham." "I never forget an injury, M:r. Brady." I' You mean she did it to get his money?" "Nor forgive 011e, either, do you?" "Of cour!:'e.'" "Candidly, I don t." "We may find that out, too." "I see you've got it in for me now." "Money is a strong motive for such crimes, you know. She eihrugged her shoulders and gave him a col As this woman seems to be very avaricious, she is of just culating iltare. the sort of disposition to kill the man for what she would After, pondering a few moments, she asked, gain by it. Her fut:ue actions may betray I abruptly: . "We can play a trick on her to prove her identity." "What obJect had you m callmg here?''

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THE BRADYS IN '11HH CHINESE QUARTER. 15 "!want to find out why you tried to lure my partner and into a trap that came pretty near costing our lives?" "I never did anything of the hind, sir." "Pardon me, but yon did." "When?" "Oh, you know 'vhen." "I am utterly at a loss to understand your meaning." "Didn't you put us next to Chang Foo?" "I told you he knew about my twin sister--" "Twin huniolig !" impatiently interrupted the boy. 'You piloted us ttl Chang place simply ttJ have thl:l an k11l us." "You certainly ate bereft of your senses "I'm not I'll tell you plainly we are onto your curves. e went back to Chang Foo's place, and without the slightt provoclitiol). he made an attempt to smother us with e deadly fU.mP.s of stJme burning herbs." "He may have known you." "Supptlse he did. Why should he attempt to kill us?" "How do I know what he may have agaihst you?" "There was 110 etlmity between us except what you in-ted by signalling him ttJ make away with us." "Your raving is simply absurd." "Oh, the whole thing is p1ain enough to us. You lied. ou are really the queen of the opium fiends. Chang is yout employ. But we foiled his rascally attempt to kill "I'm not that atrocious woman." "You can't fool me any longer madam." "I don't wish to." "Admit your identity." "You already know it." "Ain't you San Moy ?" "No." "We'll see. about that later on." "You are going to watch me, are you?" "Of course we are." '' ou ll gain nothing by it." he whole game is pretty plain now. You wanted to o arrest. That' s why you denied your true identity. w I want to know why you killed Mr. Pelham?" "I did nothing of the sort." "Of course, you'd deny it. I expected you to do so. t I will trip you up yet. You had your aged uncle murrecl .o you would come into immediate posse ssion of his rhmc:. Finding we were dead set against you you are w endeavoring to baffie us." "You are greatly mistaken, sir." "I see it is useles s to wa ste my time trying to get you confes ." '')fo1i;t decidedly, when I have nothing to. confess to ," replied R ellie, in nettled tones. "I've been very ient in the face of all the insults you have heaped on me your inRinualing way. But I'll have no more of them. a or f\Ocial position, and I want you to underd it, too, Mr. Brady. I won't submit to any more your nonseme. You are employed by the Government unt down criminals-not to persecute respectable ladies. Dpn't forget that, and stick to your proper line of work or I'll see that you are removed from your office. I did you a kindness by pointing out to you a man whom I imagiIJ.ed might aid you to unravel the my s tery you are solving. You have repaid my interest with the vilest ingratitude and the most 11nbecoming indecency. I now wash my hands of you I will never again meet you. In a word, you are the most ill-bred young man I ever had the misfortune to meet. Now leave this house." She haughtily pointed at the door. Harry grew rather red in the face, and was going to give her an. indignant answer, but checked the impulse. Instead, he turned away as if to leave the room. As quick as a flash drew a tiny vial of liquid dye from his pocket, spilled some in his hand and faced Nellie again. "I'm sorry I offended you," 4'laid he, humbly. "No apologies are necessary. you have hurt my feelings too much to expect me to forgive you." "Don't bear malice. "I don't. You ain' t worth it. Get out!" "Good-by," said Harry. And ere she realiz e d his intention he seized her right hand afs if to shake it .. She immediately withdrew it from his grasp, but not before he had covered it with the powerful dye. Her hand was crimson. Feeling the moisture, she glanced at it. "My goodness! What have you done?" she demanded. Harry laughed, heartily. When his mirth subsideQ., he answered: "I've discolored your hand." "What dicl you do that for?" "To indellibly mark you." "Mark me.?" "Yes. So I'll know you again. That dye won't wash off. H's too powerful. It will have to wear off. That will take a long time. Ere you get rid of it I will meet you figuring as San Moy. If the queen of the opium fiend's right hand is covere d with red dye I will know you and she are one and the s ame person." A sneering smile crossed Nellie's face. "You were fooli s h to tell me your design if you are sa sure I am the infamous wretch y ou believe me to be, for being forewarned I would naturally resort to the most drastic measures to get rid of this marking in order to baffle you." "Oh, I've figur e d that out," carelessly replied the boy. "I knew very well you would try to get rid of the marks, anyhow; but I also know that it i s utterly impossib le for y ou to get rid of them. Moreover, if the 'queen' keeps out of my sight now it will be pretty goocl evidence to me that you ana she are identical. So, you see, I've got you hedged in." "You may be a very clever young man," said Nellie, in scornful tones, "but you will find you've had all your trouble for nothing, as far a s I am concerned." "If I am mistaken, I"ll gladly acknowledge my error."

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. -16 0THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. "What good "ill that do?" ''Satisfy your injured feelings." "D(mt you believe it. You'll never be able to repair the injury you've done me, Harry Brady. I'm a vengeful woman, ancl I'll make you smart before I get through with you." "Idle threats!" carelessly answered the boy. "You'll find in due time that they ain't. I am going to speak to Fred about you and tell him to discharge you from this case and call for better men to work it up." An amused smile swept over Harry's face. "So?" he laugh ed. "Do you imagine we are at the beck and call of young Heywood ? If you do, the quicker you undeceive yourself the better. Hj has nothing to do with us." Nellie's face grew dark with rage. She paced up and dow:Q the room, nervously, a few mo ments, and ftnally pausing before the boy, she said, im pressively : "Then I'll re s o 'rt to other measures." "Bound to get revenge, are you?" "I don't deny it. "Very well," said Harry. "Since you've declared open 1Yarfare I will be ready for you all the time." "And you'll get the worst of it," she declared, grimly. "Tl?-ere never was a man born who \\as equal to a woman in point of clevern ess, and I'll beat you in the end." "It gets plainer and plainer that you are the que en,". .>aid th e boy-. "That's why you are so bitterly opposed to me. H you w ere not you wouldn't be so spiteful for the slight provocation I've given you. San Moy, you, are giving y ourself away." "Clear out of here!'' she shrieked, angrily. "Good-by, i laughed Harry, and out he went. CHAPTER. X. COMPARING NOTES. When the Bradys met, Harry told his partner what he had done. Old King Brady sa id he had been down in the Chinese quarter trying to find the queen at her usual haunt. "And did you see her?'' a s ked Harry. "Yes," replied hi s partner, with a nod. "What!" cried the sta rtled young detective. "Of course I sa w her." "Where?" "No. 1 Doy e r s Street." "In h e r O\rn joint?" "Yes." "At hat time?" "About an hour ago." "Arc you sure ?" "Certainly." i 1You mus t have been mistaken." Why?" "Because about an hour ago I was away uptown in M son A venue, talking to Nellie in her flat, as I told y "Then she and San Moy can't be identical." Perhaps not," said Harry. "Both couldn't be in two s uch widely separated plac lhe same time. That' impossible. One of us must e "I think so, too." "Did you notice what time you saw her?" "Glanced at mv watch and observed that it o clock when I her iil.at," said Harry. "And it was about half-past three when I saw her. "Couldn t she get from her flat to Chatham Square half an hour?" asked Harry . "Easily." "Pe'rhaps the moment I left her she went "That would explain my seeing her I did." "How did you chance to see the queen?" "1 wenl into her joint," answered Olcl King Bra1 "and I had not been there long before she came in. Seei me, she darted right out again, with me after her: "Was she dre sse d for the street?" "She was." "Wore gloves?" "Yes--brown kid ones.i' "I'm souy for that: If s he hadn't, you might have se the staim I left on her right hand." "Well, when sl1 e rus hed out of the joint I could not fi h er, although I sea r c h e d i'or her carefully all over 1 nei g hborhood.'' "She would doubtless be hidden and protected by 1 Chinese," said Harry. "All of them are friends of her "That's probably the 1 ftlil e d to cli:>cover h "Well/' saj.d Harr, ', thoughtfully "everything hinges 'on our catching view of the queen's 1rnnd. If can accomplish that we will be ahle to establish the that s h e i s Nellie, the murde r e d man's niec e.' Then we had better haunt the Chinese quarler u we hav e gained our point,'' s uggested Old.King Brad.)_l "Disguised, of course." "Yes, and w ell disguised, too I for one mean pose .as a dope fiend. Thal will give mci a c hanee to \\'ell into her place wher e I'll be needed mo t ." "And I?" asked the boy. "Rig yourself up as a woman." "Very weH. In the meantime let's interview C Foo." Old King Brady fell in with this plan Jfuey1 over lo Ludlow Street to which ChangJiad been ta As the warden knew the detectives, he admitted t at once and they werit to the cell occupied by the Chi prisoner. Pausing at his door they peered in. The laundryman laicl on his cot, thinking. "Chang!" cried Harry. With a start t11e Chinaman got up. Going over to the door he peered o u t at them.

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THE BRADYS IN THE CHIXESE QUARTER. Seeing who his callers were he gave a grunt of disgust i nd deliberately walked away from them. "Come here!" cried Harry. The llfon&olian made no repl y "We wi'stl. to s peak to you," continued the boy. Still no reply from Chang. Ilarry beckoned to a keeper, who approached and ask ed: "Well, l\fr. Brady?" ''Open that door." '1 ant to talk to the Chink?" "Yes," replied the boy. "Ile wont say anything to you, sir." "Oh, I'll find means to loosen his tongue." The keeper l aughed, winked at him and unlocked the or. Chan$ had gone back to his couch. Hearing hi s cell door open, and peering around, he ob rved who wa. coming in, and got upon his feet A dark frown gatheTed on his brow, and he snapped : "Wbatee want?" "'T'o lrnYe a talk,., Harry answered. "Me no talkee, allee same." "Oh, b11t )'OT I nn1st !" 'Whatee say!'" '.'. Now you li sten to what I'm got to say," said Young g Brady, in stern tones. "When my partner and I into San M'oy's opium joint the other night and saw [r. Pelham fall dead at her feet, there were two Chinamen the roorn. You were one of them." no !'J cried the pri oner in alarm. HDon't try to li e out of it, for you can't do it. We w you there." "Chang Foo no goee San l\foy joint!" protested the isoner. "Like most of. your rac e," said Harry, contemptuous ly, ou are an infamous liar. As I was saying, you were one the two Chinese in that room. Therefore, you must n1e seen who tabbed that old genlleman with the glass gger that killed him." M e no savvy," said Chang, shaking his head. "That's the !\me old expression all you Chinks use when u don't want to an wer questions!' Harry went on. \ 011 saw that crime committed, and we want you to tell s who killed the man. If you don't, we will see that you re accused of heing the murderer and you will go to the l1;:ctric chair for the deed." "Chang no killee noblody." "Can you prove you didn't?" "Yep, inc plove dat." "By whom?" "Wing Lee." "He was the man with you?" "Yep." ".<:th!" said Harry, triumphantly. "I thought you would dmit that you were one ()If. the two men who were in the int when the man wa1' kil:ed. And you've just committed ourself." hang looked mortified. He realized hi::: error when it was too late. "Well," he growled, defiantly, "so Be me an' \\ii.ng Lee in qlat loom." "You own up to it, do you?" Chang shook his head, affirmatively. It was useless, he r ealized, lo try any longer to deny the fact. "M:e not say, no," said he, in sullen tones. "Did Wing cut the man?" '.' o." "Who did?" "No savvy--" "Liar!" cried Harry, interrupting him. "Confess! \Y as it San Moy?" "No San Moy. M:an heself, allee samee ." "He didn't. We lmow better than that." Chang shrugged his s hould e r s "llle no say no more," he exc laim ed Harry persisted in questioning him, but he obstinately [efused to speak, and they finally had to him. They were more than pleased at having learned as much as they did, and when they departed, Harry remarked: "As loug as we've made him admit o much, we are bound to wring more information out of him later. "By adroit questioning/' said Old King Brady;. if he can be forced to unwittingly tell all he knows." "We can try t hat experiment on." The detective bad their supper and we11t home. Here. they asrnmcd new disguise. and proceeded to the Chine e quurteT to :filld Wing Lee and San :Hoy. They hoped to gain a view of the woman's hand and thus establish her identity as Nell i e Cross. With this plan in view they proceeded to. the house and passed inside. CHAPTER XI. IN '!.'HE CHINESE REST tURANT,. The joint was filled with opium fiends when the d e tPctiYes entered, and a couple of Chinamen were attending to their wants. At one glance the Bratlys sa'1' that the queen was not there. Old King Brady wore the garb of a seda t e busine;;s man, :ind a white beard; while Har-ry was clad in feminine apparel. The boy made up as a very beautifu l girl of the blonde type. All the :fiend8 in the place were smoking or were slet?p ing and dreaming from the effects of having been smok in g The opium worked fearfully upon their imagination Wild, fantastic visions filled th eir minds, riot a few of lhe dreaming gang of degenerates thinking they were at perfect peace with the world, floating in space, enjoying ihe most exquisite pleasure.

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18 THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. Some of the habitues of the place were people of wealth and social standing, others were mi:;erable wrecks, and not a few were Chinamen, with dull eyes and drawn fitces. Yet so lost to all moral decency were they on account of the (leadly drug to which they were slaves, that they made no objecti0n to race color or any other consideration, in herding together. A feeling of supreme disgust for them overwhelmed the detectives, and they shuddered when they saw the wan faces, hollow eyes encircled by clark rings, and trembling hands of the smokers. A gorgeou Chinaman glided up to the Bradys. "Gentleman an' lady smoke?" glibly asked the yellow man. "Yes. Fetch two pipes," answered Harry. "Fifty cents or dollar?" "The best, of course." "You take ihis couch?" "Any will do." "-Lie down. I lend you.'1 The detectives had to occupy the same couch. All the rest were occupied. But they were glad of it, as they could tlrns keep close enough together to suit their purpose. "This is one of the handsomest dens in Chinatown," mutte1 eel, Harry, "but it's one of the most infamous, and San Moy must be coming money here. I wonder where she is?" "She must appear sooner or later." "Just look at those human direlicts floating down the short tide of. life on a stream that brings them to death's door ten times quicker than the ordinary course of events would. Ain't they frightful! With such weakened brains it's no wonder they all subserve to the keen, smart woman who presides over their lives." Just then the Chinaman came back with the pipes. They had thick, silver-tipped stems, huge bowls with holes no bigger than a pea, and had a rmJcid oclor. Lighting the lamp, the Chinaman opened a tiny, ivory box, took out a little piece of gum opium, rolled it into a pill and fastened it on the end of a slender piece of steel. Holding the opium pill in the flame of the lamp, he cooked and shaped it, and at the proper time thrust it in the pine bowl, while the detectives pretended to inhale the fumes.. Some of the fiends cooked their own dope. While this wtts going on, Harry asked the Chinaman, in the well-modulated tones of a woman: "What has become of Wing Lee?" "Me no savvy," answered the Chinaman. l'Oh, yes, you do. Pmea:q Chang F oo's side partner." "He? Ob, queen she tellee you." "Will she be in to-night?" The Chinunwn llhrugged his shoulders to signify that he did not know whether she would or not. Some of the fiends went out and others came in to take their places during the next two hours. Still they sa\v iiothing of San Moy. By this time Chinatown was in full blast. People were throngi g the sheets, paper lanterns w lit, the red lights gleamed up the face of the ifott Str joss house, and sounds of Chinese music came fr
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THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QD Al\I'IDt. ---behind the woman without attracting_ more than a glance from her A waiter ran over to their tables and they order ed food. B y listening, Harry was surprised to hear the woman talking in Chine e to the proprietor. \ She spoke the strange language fluently. Old King .Brady was watching her keenly. Waiting until h e judged that the woman was entirely absorbed in her conversation with the Chinaman, the young detective g1we his partner a prearranged signal. Old King Brady suddenly r eached over seized one of the woman's arms in each of his hands. She gave a shriek of alarm. The owner of the restaurant bounded to his feet in sur prise. At the same moment Young King Brady reached out his left hand and seized San 11Ioy's right wrist. He lhe:n thrust two fingers of his right hand in her tore open the buttons and began to rip off the brown kids. Before the boy had a chance to tear off the obstinate glove, however, the restaurant keeper suddenly leaped at him, with hand extended, and seized him by the throat. The sl10r.k pushed Harry backward from his chair and he fell to the floor in a heap, with the yelling Chinaman on top of him, queezing his windpipe furiously. All the waiters rushed to his aid, and the excited patrons of the place bounded to their feet and swarmed to the spot, to learn the cause of all the disturb ance. ; Beleased of Harry, the queen now began to strugg le to tear her arm& of Old King Brady's grip. Finding she could not do so, she pulled out a hat-pin and was going to stab Old King Brady's hands with it when he observed her intention and released her. Instantly she rushed away The old detective attempted to follow her, but a gang of dashed between her and the dete ctive. The next moment they seized him. A. terrific strugg l e began between Old King Brady and his assailants. During the excitement the queen escared from the room. CHAPTER XII. OAPTlTRING THE SEOOND OHINAMAN. When all the Chinamen in the restaurant; divided in two parties, attacked them in def e nse of San Moy, the detec tiYes knew thrrt they were faithful friends of hers. The Bradys saw the queen escape. It renflned them desperate, and Old King Brady yelled: "Throw them off and chase her!" "Can't. 'l'oo many against me," the boy answered. "Draw your gun, then, and plug them." :Jlenaced on all sides by the scowlin g M:pngolians, and seeing that only the most drastic measures would save them from rough treatment, the Bradys drew their pistols. .. No sooner did the Chinamen see the weapons when they yelled words of warning to each othei; and scattered. Aiming over their heads the detectives fired two shots Although no one was hlt, fresh yells of fear were wrung from the lips oC the ru hing crowd, and they bolted down stairs, plunged into closets, hid behind furniture and sprang out of windows on a shed. In a remarkably bi1ief time the room was cleared. The detectiYes held undisputed possession of the room, f a broad grin overspread their faces, and Harry cried: "We've scared them badly." ''See if we can find that confounded woman." "I nearly had her glove off when the.y interferred." "She seems to have some great power over them, if they \Vili fight so ferociously to defend her," said Old King Brady. They rushed down to tlie street without interference. But San had vanished. There were so many places around there in which she could find friendly shelter that the Bradys lost all ho_pe of seeing her again, and Harry said: "She's gone for the night." "Never mind. We are bound to'1U'eet her again." "Do you suppose she suspected our identity?" "Very likely, as she is always on her guard." "If she thinks we are detectives she certainly will keep away from her opium joint," said Harry, thoughtfully. "I'm going around in "Mott Street and see if I can find Charley Sing, the Chinese court interpreter." "'Yhat for, Old King Brady?" "He is familiar with nearly all the Chinamen in the district, and may be able to tell us where to find Wing Lee, Lhe man who was with Chang Foo on the night Mr. Pelham was murdered." "If we could pick him up we might get ome news about the queen, if not positive information about the murder of the old banker. Come alo.ng." And away they went. In ten minutes they passed into a Mott Street tea store. A bright, intelligent young Chinaman, owned the place, mel them al the door, with a nod and a smile of recognition in spite of their disguises, and said: "Hello, Mr. Brady!" "Ah, Charley, you know us?" said Old King Brady, in surprise. "Your disguises are all disarranged." They glanced .at their rtifl.ections in a mirror As the interpreter said, the struggle had so disturbed disguises that any one could tell who they were that knew them at all. "No wonder you recognized us," laughed Harry. "Why are you masquerading clown here, sir?" "Hunting for some of your people." "Can I aid you?" "Yes, if you can tell us where to find Wing Lee." "I know him very well." "So much the better." "He is an opium-joint helper."

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-,,{S IN THE CHINESE . '"We know that-already." ''Lee is a desperate man. He's a great fan-tan player. "And hangs around the gambling joint', eh?" "Yes. You c1m gencrall) find him in the Blue Dragon.'' "That's a groccry store down the street? "The back room is a fan-bm joint." "r see. And lw carclH there?" "Every tirne lit> has nny money." "\Ye go llo11 n nml st>e him." "Don't say l told you." "X ot for 110J"icl-.;." Leavi11g the inlrrprcter the Bradys went down Mott 'treet. Pau illg before a tore in the basement of an old house they went in, nodded -familiarly to 011e of the clerks, and Harry a, keel him : "Is Wing Lee here? I want to see him on important business." "Inside," replied the Chinaman. There wa a partition dividing the store in two. Pushing ope11 the door the detectives found themselYes in a small, hot room containing several tables, all of which were surrouncled by who "'ere playing the gambling game of fan-tan. Neither of the detccti ve had a very vi v-id recollection of Wing Lees features, and Harry sang out: "Iring Ler Wing Lee! ColJle here!" Every one looked at the officers, and a young Chinaman rose from the ta"blc nearest to them and asked: "Whal you want?" 'l'hey now rccogntzed him as the companion of Chang Foo in the opium joint when they saw Mr. l'el.ham fall dead. Harry beckorwcl to him, and when he approached near enough the boy leaned o\ er and whispered in his ear: "The queen wants you." "Where she?" demanded Wing, quickly. "I'll lead you to the place." "Any trouble?" "Yes. Your life depends upon your doing as I say." "Me go now, quick." "Don't utter a word." Wing nodded and hurried from the gambling den be tween the two detectives, little their true identity. Reaching the street the Bradys marched him to the square. Not a word was uttered. Hurrying along, the detective led the Chinaman shaight to the Elm Street station hou e, and started to go in. Wing saw the character of the place, and hung back. Suddenly his suspicions were awakened. "Hold on!" he exclaimed. "What's the matter?" queried Harry. "San Moy in prison?" "Yes." "Me no go in dere." "You must. She wants to see you." "No. .rot now." They saw he feared to enter. A grim smile hovered over Old King Brady's face and he said: ''Give him the rush." "Grab him !" Wing was eized by each arm and propelled forward, despite his furious struggles and frantic yells. He was landed inside. The captain at the desk glanced at the trio in amaze ment a few moments, and then demanded, gruffly : "Say, what are you fellows doing?" "We are t}Je Bradys," explained Harry. "We are disguised. "We want this Chink locked up." "What bas he done?" "Been concerned in the Pelham murder." The captain nodded and a grave expression crossed his face. Picking up his pen and opening the "b!otter" he began asking the usual questions which Wing was forced to answer. Several policei:pen came in and the Chinaman was searched. He had some money and a big bowie knife. When these things were taken away from him he was brought to one of the cells and was locked up. The Bradys then departed for Chinatown again. Here they worked until past midnight, but failed to see any ign of the woman they were after. Then they went home. On the following day, while they were at headquarters, Fred Heywood strode in, with a frown on his .face, and seeing the Bradys he ru.shed over to Harry, shook his fist at the boy and shouted, in tones of fury: "Say, what did you me!1;n by going to Miss Cross' flat and insulting her in the gross manner you did?" "Well, I'll expl'hin that," said Harry, in quiet tones. "Miss Cross was not insulted by me. I merely told her the truth when I said she had no twin sister. I told the truth when I said she was a fake. And I told the truth when I declared that she and San Moy, the queen of the opium fiends, were one and the same person." "You lie, Harry Brady, you lie!" shouted Fred, ex citedly." CHAPTER XIII. SETTING A CHIN.\;\IAN TO CATCH A CHIN.A.:llA.N. Knowing how fondly Fred Heywood loved Nellie Cross, the young detective did not blame him for defending her. It was evident that she told her lover how Harry dyed her hand red in order ro identify her with San M:oy, the queen of the opium fiends, and that he had just come to headquarters to quarrel about it.

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-----------IH IN T H E CHINESE QU .ARTER. 21 .As the morning sun slanted into the office through an open window on the calm face of the young detective, he exclaim.e4 : "Mr. Heywood, you are unduly excited." "Neyer mind if I am," shouted the bank cashier, angrily. "I deny that Miss Cross is the infamous keeper of an opium joint. I deny that 1he is San Moy. 1 you say so, you are a liat !" "Come, come; don't get na ty Keep your temper," in terposed Old King Brady. "We have found out a good deal that is very unpleasant to you about your lady love, but we can't spare her. If she .is the murderess of her uncle, Howard M. Pelham, it is no reason why we should respect her more than any other criminal. The pity is that you are engaged to her." "She didn t kill the banker!" shouted obstinately. "We have captured and arrested Chang Foo and Wing Lee, who were in the queen's joint on the night we saw the old banker drop dead, with Hie blade of a glass dagger buried in his heart," said Old King Brady. "We cap tured the latter last night and put him in the Elm Street station. To-day we appeared against him in court, and he is now in Ludlow Street Jail with his pal. Either one of these men may convict San Moy. We are going to quet>tion Wing. He may confess. Chang refused to admit any thing, but I'm sure one or the other will break down." "Even if such a preposterous thing were so that Nellie were this dive keeper," said Fred, "what object would she ha've to kill her uncle? She has plenty of money, and was not in want. In due time she knew she would .come into pdssession of her uncle s million. Why, then, would she kill him, I ask you?" "Th:it remains to be found out," said Harry, coolly. "Nonsense!" impatiently said Fred. "If you are going to bungle the matter in such an outrageous way as to accuse innocent people of the crime, you had better give it up and I will employ competent men to run down the guilty party." "Indeed!" said Old King Brady, with an amused smile. "That's what I mean, exactly." "It shows how innocent you are "How do you mean, sir?" "We ain't in your employ. You ain't paying us for our work. The Government is the boss of this job, not you. We are working for the GoYernment. And, furthermore, we intend to finish this case without any interference from you or this so-called Nellie Cross. If either one of you get too g::ty we will lock you both up, and don't you forget it." Fred turned pale. He saw that he bad made a great blunder. It took all the high-strung ideas out of him, and cooled off rapidly and fi:Qally said, in humble tones: ''I didn't understand the matter that way. "Well, you understand it now, young man. Go on about your business. We are doing you a favor for which you will be grateful when the truth comes to light." Fred said no more. He was crushed in spirit Afte r he was gone, the d ete ctives d ist ussed h is c a ll and then resolved to go a n d see if they coul d get an y informa tion out of Wing Lee. There was time enough that com i ng night to g o a f te r the queen ancl see if her right hand was staine d re d A plan was formed, ancl they went and got C h ar ley Si ng. They then proceeded to the prison a n d met the warden. "We had no success at pumping Chang Foo," said Old King Brady, "and we now intend to t r y to get som e i n formation from the other Chinaman, if you w ill p e rm i t us to work a game on him." "Do you mind telling me your p lan?" "Not at all. This naturalized Chinama n is Char ley Sing, the court interpreter. We want to p u t him in a cell next to Chang's Then we wan t you to p u t Win g Lee i n Chang's cell The two Chinks w ill begi n t o t alk, of course, and Charley will begin to listen When the Chin ame n get through, Charley will translate to us all they say plan can easily .be workecl." "Very well. Let's begin operations at once." A keeper was called in. "Remove prisoner No. 15 to cell 24," said th e w ard e n "Yes, sir." "When that is done, put No. 20 in cell 16." "All right> sir." "Report back to me when No. 15 i s moved." "Very good, sir." And the keeper went o u t In ten minutes he returned and said: "No. 1 5 is in No. 24, sir." The warden turned to Charley and said: "This keeper will put you in cell 15." "We'll go with him," interposed Har ry. The warden nodded and they followed the keepe r out He put them in an empty cell Then he took Wing and transferred him to Cha n g's cell. The two Chinamen began to jabber as soon as t hey cam e together, and Charley whispered: "They are saluting each other." There was more talking for a while, and then the i nterpreter said : "They are accusing each other of being t o bl ame for their incarceration." Old King Brady nodded and smiled "They'l l say more, presently," he muttered Once more the excited Celestials in the next cell s let their voices out and a heated argument ensued. When a lull came in the dialogue, Cha rley whispered: "Now they are reproaching somebody." "For what?" asked Harry. "The killing of the man." "Who are they reproaching?" "A woman." "Ha! Do they mention her name?" "No. ''Do they say how she killed him?" "No. They merely say she cau sed his deat h." Order ed it, or did it herself?"

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22 THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. was the cause of it." "How?" "I can't make out yet." Chang and Wing were evidently in a high temper. They were quarreling, furiously. Charley listened mtently to all they were saying, and finally turned to Old King Brady and muttered : "They think San Moy ought to bring her political in fluence to bear to get them out on bail so they can run away." "Skip their bonds?" "Y cs, by going back to China." "We'll see that no bail is taken." "If you don't, you'll lose them." "What else did they say?" arranged a plan of action. When they are brought into court both of them intend to stick to the same story." "In substance, what is it?" "That neither of them know anything about the murder." "But they really do, don't they?" "Yes. They know who killed Mr. Pelham." "You are sure of that?" "Positive, judging by what they say." "Do they state why he was killed?" "No." "Or mention a thousand dollars?" "'Ah, that's the money they of." "(How did they s peak of it, Char ley?" "I hear d them s ay that the y each recefred one dollars of 'the money to keep their mouths "That prohabl.y means s ome of the money Mr. Pelham had, which was taken from his pockets before we found his corpse.;, "Very likely, l\Ir. Brady Hark!" animat e d d i alogu e PUs 1 :ec1 in the next cell When Charley it, he sniLl: "THey were lau g h;n g oYe r th e 11"<1)' til e s fooled you two a t the time of the murd e r b y carry in g a'rny the dead man's body through a s e c ret pas s ag e l e ad i n 6 in t o the c ellar." "Just what we su s pe c ted s aid O ld King Brady. "When you were gone thf>y hire d a c ab and drove to the riwr with the corpse and flun g ii in jus t h e n you appeai., :cl iJ,l a rowboat with a prirnn c r you had captured." we rPcall the circumstance:; w ell.'' i'he c onver s ation between the Chin ame n now changed to g en e ral t opics, so the Bradys and Ch ark.Y l eft the cell. 1n:1s put back in his own cell, and s oon afterward the cletecti1es departed from the jai1. CHAPTER XIV. THE CONVICT'S SECRET. The result of the trick played by the Bradys pleased them very much, or they had gained a little information about the murde r. Two points were scored : The thousand dollars Mr. Pelham had was taken by slayer, and some of it was given to 01linese witness to bribe them to keep secret what they knew !bout t cri me Anfl the crime was instigated by a woman, She, of course, must have blen the queen 0 the opiu ends. When the Bradys reached the Central Office, the chi said: "Glad you 've come. I've got a message or you." "Who from?" queried Han,y. you remember Dick Grubbs?" "Thi:! thief who stole your wife's pocketbook?" "Yes. He's in Sing Sing for five years." "What about him?" "I received a 'pho ne from the of Sing Sing ask ing or you two to call there at once to see Grubbs." "What or?" asked Old.King Bnidy." "Claims he knows all about the Pelham murder." "Indeed !" "He wants to see yoii to tell you all about it." "What object has he in so doing?" "Self-preservation, I suppose." "It may be a fake, but we'll go to see him." "You must follow and examine every clew you can get, lhe chief exclaimed. "Already this case has dragged along too s lowJy. Meantime, the real culprit roilms free." "We'll find that crook in due time, chief." "I hope .so. His arrest will stop all the turmoil." The Bradys soon left the Central Office, and going up to the Grand Central Depot they boarded a train for Sing Bing. Upon their arrival at the State prison they encountered the warden, who .treated them with marked courtesy, as he had a great respect for the celebrated man-hunters. Indeed, many 0 the inmates of that prison were crooks whose arrest and conviction the Bradys had secured. Seated in the warden's office, Old King Brady said to him: "We have called in reference to a request from Dick Grubbs, "ho has some important information to impart to us." "Yes, Ur. Brady, he asked me to send for you." "Do you know what he wishes to say?" "No more than that he witnessed the killing of Mr. Pelham "He may be faking." "You can tell when you question him." "Let us see the crook." A keeper was called and he ushered the Bradys to the c ell occupied by the condemned pocketbook snatcher Grubbs wore a striped suit. His hair was crop ped and his face shaved clean. The thief nodded and smi led when they entered bis cell. said he, "I'm glad yer've come." "What clo you want of us, Dick?" queried Old King Brady

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THE BRADYS IN THE CHI:N'ESE QUARTER. 23 "I've ,got a secret to sell to you." "To sell, eh?" "Of course. Yer don't spose I'm goin' ter give it toyer er nuthin", do yer ? ' asked Grubbs. "Well, no. We hardly expected such generoi:ity as that rom a crook of your nature. What is it?" D 'yer member the mutder of Pelham?" "Very well, indeed." "Well, I saw it done." "You did?" "Yee, I did. An' it came about in a rather curious way." "Give us the details, if you please." "On the night I swiped the pocketbook belongin to her wife of you r chief, an' ran you an' H11rry chased me nter ther Chinese district. I s'pose yet know." Y eR. You disappeared in Doyers Street." "Well1 I ran inter ther hallway of ther carpenter shop at No. 1," said Grubbs, n I rushed up ter ther roof. from there I peeked over an seen youse two over in Chat-11am Square, wonderin what became of me." "I'll admit we were puzzled to know what became of w ou," said Old King Brady, with a nod 11nd a smile. "Well," said Grubbs, "I heard a fuss goin' on in the oom under me, an' wonderin' what was goin' on, I looked hrough ther skylight ani seen some people scrappin'. One p f 'em was old Pelham. I knowed him by sight, an' reckrnized him ther moment I set eyes on him." "Well?'' said Old King Brady, as the crook paused. "Among ther bunch in ther room was San Moy, the ueen of ther opium fiends. When I looked down, Mr. elham was a-cha sin' her aroun' ther room. Ther queen had ther ole feller's pocketbook. Seein' she couldn't git 11way from him she flew ter ther winder, an', flingin' it bhe stuck out her head an' begun ter yell fer help. !Pelham grabbed her an' pulled her inter ther room ag'in. rhen thcr fight was renewed. Pelham was stabbed with .vhat looked to me like a knife made out of glass. He [ought fer his life. When you an' Harry ru shed in he rnd hold of the queen an' he fell dead just as youse went nto the joint." Old King Brady nodded "We saw that," said he, "but the question is, who did he stabbing?" "Ay," chuckled Grubbs, ''that's ther question." "Only the queen, Chang Foo and Wing Lee were in the room." l "I know it." "Either one of those three did the killing." "That's it, Brady." "And you saw the deed committed?" "I did." "Who did it?" "I won't tell you." "Why not?" "Cause I ain't free yet." "What are your terms?" '' M:y pardon." "If we secure your pardon you will tell us who killed Mr. Pelham?" "Exactfy." "Nothing short of that?" "Absolutely nuthin'." "You can clear up the entire mystery, then?" "I can." The Bradys glanced at each other in their significant way, and after a few moments' refl.ectioh, Old King Brady said: I "Harry, we must petition the Governor for this man's release." "By all means, assented the boy. "We have got to have the information he can impart to us at any cost, otherwise we cannot hope to solve this puzzling mystery." The crook smiled. He ;realized what a strong point he had scored. Finally he said to them: "Nnthin' will make me tell what I know 'cept my unconditional pardon." "You are pretty stiff about the terms, Dick," said Harry. "Can't help it," replied the crook. 'It's all I've got ter rely on ter git out of this fix, an' I ain't a-goin' ter lose my chance." "Won't you make a.ny other terms?" "No, sir!" was the firm replJ:. The detectives saw that he meant what he said, and would not flin c h from the determined stand he had taken. They tried to puzzle him with questions. He was too wary to commit himself that way, how ever, and they finally gave it up, and Harry said to him: "We'll see the Governor and try to secure your pardon, Dick. You'll hear from us later on." : 'rhen they JP.ft the convict. "We ll ?" a!!-ked the warden, when they got back in the office. I "Can't make him confess who killed Pelham until we come back with his pardon from the Governor." "Can you secu re his release?" "We intend to try." "The information you'd get may be worth the effort." "It will be. To pump the Chinamen is useless. They won't give any informatiorr at all. If San Moy is guilty, she, of course, would go to the chair protesting her in nocence. Only one course remains open to us, anit that is, to get a confession from Grubbs." "It looks to me as if he had you by the t!J.roat," lalfghed the warden, "and he is quite smart enough to secure all the advantages that are coming to him from his knowl edge." "No doubt about that," said Harry. CHAPTER XV. IN THE CHINESE JOSS HOUSH. For several days after their interview with Grubbs, the tletectives quietly sha dowed the Doyers Street opium joint.

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' THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. From the platform of the Third Avenue elevated station r sistence and to show you how grievously you are they had a good view of the place, and mingling with the ing one of the pmest and best girls in trew I will waiting passengers there was no chance for their de-condescend to go with you. But rememb er, sir, I only do tection. this to show you once and for al_l that you are laboring San Moy did not go. near the place. under a most dreadful error regarding Miss Cross." Inquiries at the flat occupied by Nellie Cross elicited "We'll risk that." the news that she had gone away for the summer. "At wh::tt time shall I meet you?" No one knew where she went. "There's no time like the present," answered Harry. At this stage of the game the Bradys resolved to ques-He feai:ed that if they let Fred out of their sight he tion Fred Heywood about her, and called at his office. would go and tell Miss Cross what be intended to do. 'rhe young man met them very coldly. And, if she were San Moy, that would put her on her 1-:ie had taken a dislike to the Bradys since he found out guard. t hut they suspected his sweetheart of being a murderess. She thus could ha.file their design. I A frown was on his brow when they came in, and with The cashier glanced at his watch. a cool bow he demanded, in haughty tones : "It's just five o'clock," said he. "l have nothing to "WGll, what d o you want here?" prevent me from doing as you request. I'll go with you "Some information about Miss Cross," replied Harry. "'!'hank you. We've got a cab outside." "You'll get none from me. "Let us go at once, then." "We wish lo know where she is." He put on his derby and they departed together from "I won't tell you." the office. "Then you'll be compounding a felony." The Bradys stuck to him so closely because they fearea "I deny it." he might telephone to Nellie Crass, if he had a chance. "That's because you are defending the woman you love." Once in the carriage they were driven away. "It's becau,;e it's the truth, Mr. Brady." 'J'he Brady,; were clad in new suits and derbys. They "Our opinions differ." now put on wigs and false mustaches and handed Fred "Well, you may as well leave. I won't tell you anysimilar face disguises. thing." "Put these 0n," said Harry. "Mr. Heywood, you had better reconsider your de'' Wh1t for?'' demanded the cashier. termination." "So the Chinamen won't know you." othing will move me, sir." "I don't care to." Harry pondered a few moments, and whispered with "Then your trip won't be effective." his partner; after a whiie he said to Heywood: "Well," growled Fred, hesitatingly, as he took them, "I "Have you ever seen the queen of the opium fiend won't spoil your plan. put them on." "No, and I don't want to," replied Fred. And he adjusted the false hair in an unwilling manner. "But we demand tha t you see her." The cabman had his instructions. "What for? I ain l' interested in her." He drove them straight to Charley Sing's tea store. "You will be. l )OU see her." Tl:e iutnpreter stood at the door. "Why should I?" Harry alighted and accosted him with: "On account of her sta: ling resemblance to Miss Cross." "Hello, Oharley.-any n ews yet?" Didn't my fiance tell you San Moy was her twin "Who are you?" the interpreter demanded, in surprise. 1>1:scer ?" "Young King Brady.''. 'Yes, but we don't believe her "Oh, I didn't lmow you. Yes, I've got some news." "There you go, insulting her again." "Well, do you know where San Moy is?" ''Did Miss Cross show you l:tow I stained her hand?" "I do not, but she has got to go to the joss house at six "She did, and it was an outrageous thing for you to do.1' o'clock." "If you saw the same stains on the hand of San Moy, "What for?" would that convince you she and :Miss Cross are the same "To pay tbe priests of the temple a certain amount of per;;on ?" money, as all we Chinamen do on this date, to cover the Fred was stnggered at this question. expense of the festival of the New Moon. The queen, Ile could not help realizing what it meant. being so thick with all the Chinese opium fiends, is sure He therefore answered, hesitatingly: to be on hand. You'll find her there." "If I saw the same stains on the band of the woman you "It's half-past five now." say has the same face as my sweetheart, I'll have some "I'll go up with you and fix it so you can bide there." doubts about the matter, of course." i "Very well. It will be quite a favor, 'I'm su.,re." "We want you to see this so-called queen I The young Chinaman put on his hat, and when Old uHow can I?" I King Brady and Fred Heywood alighted :from the cab they "By coming with us to night." went over to the tall, brick building with red lanterns up "Very well. To put an -end to your disagreeable per1 the front. i

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_ Going in and ascending the stairs, they passed into a room containing an old Chinaman in silver-framed spectacles. He was one of the priests. Around the room were numerous curious Chinese objects, m altar at one encl containing a statue of their god. "Buy some of his. fans and trinkets, if you want to nake yours!'lf solid w1tli the olcl chap," whispered Charley The detectives nodded, and spent se1eral dollars Charley spoke to the old fellow, earnestly, for a 'ew moments, and then going back to his companions he aid: "He will let me put two of 'you behind the altar. The 1ther must remain outsiqa. But yo11 must not disturb the :eremony going on here no matter wha:t-happens." "We are satisfied," Harry. "Old King Brady rou remain outside, and Mr. Heywood and I will hide > ehind the altar. I don't. see how we arc going to clo it, bough, as there don't seem to be any space there." C H APTE R XVI.. THE SECRET OF THE STAINED HAND. As San Moyadvanced towa r d the altar the priests crowd ed round her, nodding and smiling, and shaVing hand3 with themselves, for they never shake hands with each other. She spoke a few words to them in their own tongue, which caused them to like her, as much as did her adoption of a Chinese costume. Moreover, she had, since her first advent among them, always contributed heavily to their clprities and church By this means she added to her popularity among the pagans. As the other idolators arose and moved aside, San Moy came on toward the altar and drew a purse from the folds of her kimona. Taking out a roll of hank notes she reached over right hand toward the metal plate and dropped the money '-'I'll .show you," said Charley, with a smile. He went out in the hall, opened a door at t:tie head in it. .. 1f the stairs and led them into abig lodge room contain ng chairs. There was a door in the p arti tiori wall. Opening it, he disclosed. what looked like a closet. But the altar in the next room was built back ;in the vall, and consequently it set back in this closet. By remaining in the closet one could peer through the 1penings in the stamped paper and bronze objects of which he altar was made up, and thus see into the room of the emple whi)re they had been. Charley left them there. All strangers wer,e now requested to leave the temple, and nany Chinamen soon began to arrive. More prieBts came in,'. incense sticks were lit and .a :eremony began. From their covert, Harry and Fred could see the strange ites practiced by the Chinamen without being seen them eJ-ves. There were several Chinese l anterns hanging abou t t h e altar, and their light g l eamed down upon the woman's ha nd. "See gasped Harry: The woman's hand was stained crimson! Fred almost succumbed to the awful shock it gave h im With difficulty he repressed a groan He saw that the cunning trap Harry had worked on he r was effective. It lirored beyond question that N ell.ie Cross Sa.n "Moy \y, ere one and the same person. The young detective felt a thrill of triumph. He had scor e d a success. As the woman withdrew her liaiid and p ros trated herself in a deep salaam befo e the idol, the you n g detective whispered to his compani : "Are you satisfied that we tol! y o u t' e truth?" "I aI)l,'' gasped Fred, who war: mthed in a cold sweat. "But this is dreadful!" "Cheer up, old man, it's beth r for you to know the bitter truth now, rather than link y ur life with .that of cmch an abominable creature. You ought to feel glad an d thank the Lord that you found out what sort of a woman They also nqticed that as each Celestial came in he de JG'Sited a sum. of money in a metal plate on the altar, and, rneeling dmtn before the idol, he bowed his forehead to she was, before it was too late. I know it is hard, but facts ne tlo9r Several times. are facts, and it pleases me to think that we have save d An hour passed by, duri.ng which the ceremony proyou from the toils of that beautiful wretch before yo had accompanied by queer incantations by the priests, a chance to marry her. Mr. Heywood, you are in lucf, !n itrange music by a band from the theatre and the jabber Harry peered out again. if the men who came and went The queen had gone. Suddenly the d;or opened and San Moy entered in The boy could only hope that Old King '.Br ady ha d seen Phinese costume. her, follo;ved her and placed .her under arrest ,Harry squeezed Fred's arm Fred was greatly wrought up. The bank cashier gave a violent start as his glance fell "Let us get out of here,'' he whispere
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THE BRADYS rN THE CHINESE QUARTER. Chinatown was now enshrouded in the gloom of the night and gay lanterns, banners and streamers decorated all the houses occupied by Mongolians. The street was filled with the yellow followers of Con fucius, and many white people who came down to see the sights thronged the sidewalks. "Where is your partner ?" queried Fred, whose face was very pale. "I don't see him around here." "He may have gone ai'ter the queen," replied Young King Brady. "He was on the watch for her. We may see him later." "Will you notify me if she is arre s ted?" "I don't see what good that will do." "None, except to relieve my suspense." "You'd be the first one to a id her." "I might. A man can't get over his love for a woman in an instant." "Probably not. She still has your sympathy, too." ''Of course. That's quite natural." "So it is," assented Harry. "You have proven her to be the wicked woman you said she was and you've proven her to be a liar. But you have not yet pro.ved that she her uncle," said Fred, hopefuJly. "That's a fact," Harry assented. "We ain't sure yet that she did run that knife into Mr. Pelham's body, but we do know that she instigated the crime." "You do?" "We've got a witness who saw the murder qoromitted." "Indeed!" "Within a short time we'll have a confession from hint He knows just who killed the old banker." "I hope he won't say it was her." "That's a question yet to be decided." "Where are you going now?" "On a hunt for tny partner." "Shall I go with you?" "It isn't necessary." "Then I'll go home and recover from this shock." "Promise me one thing before you go." "What is that?" "That if you should meet Miss Cross you will not tell her anything about what transpired to-night." "I promise." ''You know where to find her, don't you?" "No, I don't." "Are you in earnest?" "Yes. She merely told me she was going out of town for a _few days and would write me when she came back." "Didn't tell you where she was going, eh?" ''No." "Well, you 11ow she lied to you." "I did.12 'And you recognized the stains on her hand?'' ''At once. I examined them carefully when she told me what you had done. When I saw San Moy's hand I recognized ti1e same marks. There's no mistake about the matter Two women looking exactly alike except in dress, could not have exactly the same stains on the right han Ohl no, Mr. Brady, miserable as the fact makes me;I can deny that San Moy and Nellie Cross are one and the sa woman just as you declared. I can (j)nly apologize for t rough way I acted to you, formerly, about it." "No apologies necessary. I can understand your f ings about the matter," said Harry, generously. Fred then shook hands and left him. Putting the wig and false beard Fred gave hiIP.into pocket, Yotmg King Brady went around in Doyers Stree He thought. Old King Brady might be in the opium de When he arrived there, however, he found that the pla was crowded with Chinese Ji-ends. The same attendants were giving them their dope, i when Harry asked for the quoen one of the attendants sai "She no comee here no more." "Where does she live?" asked the young detective. "No savvy,'' answered the Chinaman. "You mean you won't tell, don't you?" "Allee samee." "I believe it is," drily said the boy. He went out, and crossing fue street to a little ol fashioned house run by a man named Lavelle as a sporti n resort, he went upstairs to the dancing-room and sat do in a front window, from which he could keep the opiu joint under observation. Young King Brady had not been there long before h caught sight of his partner coming in from the square. Harry S.gnalled to him and went downstairs. They met on the sidewalk, and the boy asked: "Were you going into San Moy's ?" "Yes. I thought I'd find her there." "She isn't in. I've just been there." "Where is she?" "I don't know. I thought you were shadowing her." "Haven't seen a sign of her, although I've been lookini for her." "Well, she was at the joss house." "She was, eh ?" "Yes, and we saw her hand." "Wasn't it stained?" "It was." ."Then she is Nellie Cross?" "Yes." "And Fred is convinced?" "He is." 'What became of her?" "She went out again." .. 'W ell, she didn't enter or leave that joss house py the main entrance, or I would have seen her, as I was watch ing it." CHAPTER XVII. PARDONING THE THIEF. On Lhe following day Harry went to Albany to see the Governor in an effort to secure a pardon Dick Grubbs.

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THE BHADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. 27 Next morning the young detective secured an interview "I understood that you arrested a thief named Dick with the high official in quel!tidrlJ a:htl laid the whole matGrubbs." ter before him. "St! we did . He is serving titne at Sing Sing." "You are asking a favtJt I tlo libt feel inclined to grant, "l-It.Jw lohg a tertn ?" Mr. Brady," said the Governor, when he reviewed the facts. "Five years." "But see how important it is!" urg-ed Hatty. "For robbery?" "Reducing the matter, it merely amounts to this: By "Pocketbook snatching." iving up a convicted thief the State will secure a :n{ur-"Too bad. We wanted him for a job he did over here." "Yes, sir, ahd it is tnorc important to punish a murderer than it is to punish a thief," said Harry, warmly. "That's a fact." "Why hesitate, then?" "Because you have the thief and Mveti't got the mur derer." "I do not intend to use the pardon to release Grubbs until I have got the murderer not only lodged iri jail, but convicted of the crime," said Harry, quickly. "That is a fair proposition." "Under those conditions will you give me the pardon?" The Governor reflected. He finally made up his mind and answered: "I will." "Robbery?" "Yes. Highway robbery." "And you want to arrest him for it?" ''Badly." "I'll tell you how it can be done." "How?" "We are going to release him on a pardon in a few days." "Are you? That is surprising." "Our reason is a good one." "It certainly must be." "Well, we will let you know when he is to lie released. You can re-arrest him on a bench-warrant the moment the Warden of Sing Sing lets him go. Have a requisition ready to take him out of the Stafe, and the man is yours." "By Jove! that's a good plan." "Are you going to follow it?" "Very well, sir." "Can t rely on ardon ?" you to use discretion in using the "Yes, if you don't fail to let me know when he is to be pardoned." "Most assuredly jfirst." s inc e it was I who arrested Grubbs "As we are anxious to get such crooks as he is out of New Y it will please us to have you relieve us of him." "Oh_. you did, eh?" "Yes sir. And we wouldn t lose him for anything." '"rhat fact stre ngthens your petition, Mr. Brady." "Give m e the pardon and ll satisfy you of the result." "Very well." And he did so. Armed with the document, Harry finally left Albany and eturne d to New York, where be met Old King Brady at ieadquarters. "Get it?" eagerly asked the pld detective. "Yes. And here it is," Harry answered, handing over he paper. "Now we can learn the identity of Pelham's murderer." They told their chief of the plan. He scowled and looked very much displeased. "Now you'll turn a dangerous thief loose on the comunity again," said he. "And once Grubbs is free, it on' t take him long to make trouble for the department ain." "But we will learn who killed Pelham," urged Harry. "Th11,t's the only advantage. But, after all, I guess it's good one." Just then the telephone rang. "Old King Brady wanted at the 'phone," said the perator. The old detective answered the call. "Hello!" he sang out. "Who is that?" "Chief police of Jersey City." "Well, .sir, what do you want?" "Very \vell. Thank you. Good-by." Old King Brady hung up the receiver and rejoined his chief. He detailed all that was said, making the chief smile. "There's a way out of our difficulty," said he. "Our course is satisfactory now, isn't it?" "Very. We will get rid of Grubbs altogether that way." "'rhe n we' ll go to the prison and see him to-morrow." The chief nodded, and they separated. A "keen search for the queen was made that night, but she was so well hidden that they failed to find her. Next day the Bradys, armed with the Governor's pardon, went up to Ossening (as Sing Sing is now called), and, after a brief conversation with the warden, they were taken to the cell occupied by Grubbs. He was amazed to see them. After the first greetings, he asked : "What brings you here now, Mr. Bt!tdy ?" "Can you read?"asked Harry. "Sure." "Then glanc e at this." He handed the pardon to the thief. Grubbs instinctively realized wl1at it was. He' eagerly read the legal document through, and a grin of joy overspread his wicked fac<:' when he finished it. Handing back the paper, he chuckled: "It's my pardon/' "Exnctly." "I'm ter go free, am I ?" "Under conditions."

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'!S THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. "Yes, I know that." "y OU are to tell us who murdered Howard Pelham. We will then capture the murderer. When we have proven party's guilt and secured a conviction, you will be granted a pardon." "I'm satisfied with that arrangement." "' "Very well. To show you our good faith in the matter," snicl Hurry, handing the pardon to the warden, "we will leave this paper with the warden. When he hears that your evidence in court convicts the guilty party, he will release you." "Good enough." "Well, go ahead with your confession." r Grubbs reflected as he paced up and down his cell, and when he had a11 the facts arranged in his :n"iind, he said: "When I {vas on ther roof of that joint, I beard what all them people said .at ther time of ther murder. It seems as old was amazed ter find that ther queen of ther opium fiends was his own niece. He was a fiend himself, an' that was ther first time he ever was in that joint. Well, they had a bitter quarrel an' he swore he would disinherit ther woman. That made her wild, an' she said he wouldn't git out of there tcr keep his threat. She grabbed him, an' he hit her. She ran ter ther winder an' yelled. It was when he pulled her back inter ther room that .she hollered ter ther two Chinamen ter help her. They was : both excited. Chang Foo -pulled a glass dagger from his blouse. He rushed up ter Pelham an' stabbed him with Then he snapped off the handle, leaving the blade stickin' in their wound. He put ther handle in his pocket. Then they heard you two co min'. They rushed to ther rear of ther room, leavin' tlier queen strugglin' with her uncle. Jist then you entered an' Pelham fell dead." "Then Chang Foo was the murderer?" "Yes." "And he killed l>elham to save San Moy from being hurt?" > "He did." "Did the woman tell him to stab Pelham?" "She said, 'Don't l et him get out of here alive to dis inherit me,' an' I reckon them Chinese knew what she meant." "Although she didn't actually murder the old man, she was responsible, in a measure, for his death.i' "Of ccxu.rse she was." "Well, we've got Chang Foo and Wing Lee locked up in Ludlow Street Jail," said Harry, "and now, to com plete the case, it only remains for us to arrest San Moy.'' "']'hat's alL" "We will summon you to court to give your evidence when we captur.e the queen and put them on trial," said Harry, "and we want you to explain the matter just as it occurred if you wish to get the benefit of that pardon." "I'll do so. Now don't fail ter let me go when Chang is convicted." ''We won't," said Harry, quietly. And they departed for N cw York. CHAPTER XVIII. CONCLUSION. On the following evening the Bradys were going through Fo;ty-second Street in pursuit of George Stewart, a wellknown confidence man, to see what he was doing, when they met Fred Heywood. "Have you accomplished anything?" he asked them, eagerly. "Yes," Harry answered. "Come along-we are in a hurry-and we will explain what has happened." "Are you following that man?" "We are. He's a notorious crook named Stewart. Here, come in this doorway. We'll all disguise a trifle." The wigs and beards they adjusted changed their looks wonderfully. When they emerged, Stewart had Fifth A venue and turned uptown in that fashionable thoroughfare. As they went along, the Bradys told Fred all that oc curred. He was amazed. 1' On the corner of Fifty-fourth Street they were surpri9ed to see Stewart meet San Moy, who was clad in elegant1 clothing. I "There's your lady love on friendly terms with a crook,' s aid Harry. "Yes," bitterly answefed Fred. "There they go in Delmonicq's." "We will follow and try to hear what they say." They passed into the restaurant. San Moy and the crook sat at a table in the corner, and the cashier and two detectives were fortunate enough t get a table next to theirs They saw the pair gl11nce casually at them. j It was evident they did not recognize any of the trio, j for after the first passing glance the{ spoke unreservedly, and the Bradys and their companion overheard every word. "We can speak here without fear of those Bradys," they heard San Moy exclaim. "I ar going to leave the city.'' "What for?" asked Stewart. "They are hounding me to death." "How about your sweetheart, Heywood?" "That fool?" laughed the woman. "Oh, he is just as much in love with me as ever. I'll marry him, get all his money and and I can go to Europe the day I'm married." "As you are my lawful wife, such a job would make a bigamist of you," said Stewart, warningly. "What do I care?" she asked, contemptuously. "I only want his money. I never cared a snap for him, and I've fooled him all along into the belief that I'm madly in love with him." Unable to staift this, Fred bounded to his feet, excitedly. San May and Stewart glanced at him in surp;ise. Throwing off his disguise, Fred cried, furiously:

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, THE BRADYS IN THE CHINESE QUARTER. 29 "You fals e de s igning creature, you are e){posed !" The man and wo'Jnan cried Ol!t with astonishment and nm, and bounded to their feet. "Heywood San Moy, aghast. "Yes, and I heard all you said!" s houted the cashier. "I was only fooling--" "You can t deceive me a n y longer Bra dys, do your Lty !" Harry s eiz e d San :M:o:y and Old King Brady grasped ewart. "You are our prisoners! cried the old detectiv e "San : Moy," Harry add ed, "He ywood know s vou are c llie Cro ss. Further concea.lment i s useless." I see it is an s wered the woman grimly. :Moreover added th e boy, "we know Chang s tabb e d 2 lham because you told him and Wing not Jo let the inker escape from your dive to cut you out of hi s will hen he found his nie c e to be the k e eper of an opium !Il." This bomb wa;; effective e nough. 'l'he startled woman turned pale "All is known now,'' Rhc groan eu. "The n come alon g." The y took their p r i s o n e r s out of the fashionable resort id locked them up in pri scm. In course of time, San Moy an d Chm;ig and Wing w e r e aced on trial, and Grubb s was brought down i 1 g ing to tell what he had witnessed through the s kyli g ht. His eviden c e con vic ted the accused San Moy and \Yin g J )cc w e re sente nc e d to long terms. Chang was found guilt y of th e murder of the banker and ey finally ele ctrocuted him. Their cases were app e al e d and th e que e n of the opium ds spent thousand s of dollar s to s ecure their acquittal. But it wmr useless. The trio were sent to receiv e their just' deserts. Mr. P e lham had s tipulated in his will that his money was to go to c haritable organizations if Nellie C ross married. As it was prov e n that Ste wart was h e r hus band,. she n e v e r got th e money s he s chem e d for s o hard. With the impri s onm ent of the queen, h e r opium joint wa'S clo sed up and the fie nd s had t o g o e ls e wher e for their dope. Grubb s was pardon e d a s the Bra dys promis e d, but was r e arre sted by the J e r e y authorities and was sent to an other pri son. Ste wart ioo, was g iv e n a term in jail. As for Fre d Hey11ood h e c ontin u e d in th e banking busi ness and e;entuall y married a girl of his choic e That e nd e d th e dase s o Jar as th e Bradys were concerned. They becam e inte re s t e d in o t h e r d e t e ctiv e business and in d\1e tim e en g ag e d on a thrillin g cas e the story of which will be found jn our next number THE END. Read "THE BRADYS AND THE COUNTERFEITERS; OR, WILD ADVE.1. 'fURES IX THE BLUE RIDGE MOUN'l'AINS,' which will be the next number ( 138) of "Secr e t S e r v ice." SPECIAL All back numbers of this weekl y are always in print. If. you cannot obtain them from a n y newsdealer, send the pri c e in money or pos tage stamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies you or d er b y return ma il. Copies Se:n.1; :F9ree ! "HAPPY DAYS." The Largest and Best .Weekly Story Paper Published. contains 16 Large Pages. It is Handsomely Dlustrated. . It ha.a Good Stories of Every Kind. It Gives Away Valuable P r emium s Answers all sorts of Questions in Correspondence Columns Send us your Nam! and Address for a Sample Copy Free .. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N e w York.

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