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Each knew it was the final, fatal encounter. Slowly Wu drew a long knife and leaped at Kennedy who grappled with him. They struggled mercilessly. In the struggle, Craig managed to tear the torpedo out of Wu's hands, just as they rolled over. It fell on a rock. Instantly an explosion tore a hole in the sand, scattering the gravel all about. Relentlessly the combat raged.

And there, as now, a scarlet-buttoned cap on his head, his black eyes soft with dreaming, his richly wrought sandals tapping the floor in time, his long queue a smooth, shining serpent in thick coils about his tawny neck, Fong Wu thrummed gently upon the three-stringed banjo, and, in peace, chanted into the twilight. Flying hoofs scattered the gravel on the strip of road before Fong Wu's.

Shang-fu, one of Wu's principal leaders, encouraged him at the battle of Mu with these words. 4 That is, the duke of Kau. and autumn he is not remiss; His offerings are all without error . To the great and sovereign God, And to his great ancestor Hau-ki, He offers the victims, red and pure They enjoy, they approve, And bestow blessings in large number. The filial descendant

Sunday was his one break in the week's routine. Then, the coolies who panned or cradled for gold in tailings of near-by abandoned mines, gathered at Fong Wu's.

He caught at the skirt of Fong Wu's blouse. The Chinese retreated a little, scowling. "What do you want?" he asked. A paroxysm of pain seized Barrett. He half rose and stumbled forward. "You know," he panted, "you know. And if I don't have some, I'll die. I can't get it anywhere else. She's found me out, and scared the drug-clerk. Oh, just a little, old man, just a little!"

We moved Wu and his servant and stood in the doorway. Craig gave the rope a yank. Instantly there was an explosion. A concealed shotgun in the wall fired, scattering shot all over the front of Wu's table, just where we had been standing, knocking over and breaking vases, scattering papers and in general wrecking everything before it. "So, that's it," whistled Craig. "You fellows can come back now.

But they had already reached the mouth of the cave and were making their way rapidly down the road to a bend, in the opposite direction from which we had come. There, Wu's automobile was waiting. They leaped into it and the driver, without a word, shot the car off into the darkness of early dawn. A moment later, Kennedy appeared, but they had made their getaway.

From behind the screen which was only a few feet from the operating table, the secreted Chinaman stepped out. Quickly he placed his own hat on Wu and took Wu's, then took Wu's place on the table while Wu slipped behind the screen. The doctor turned to the supposed Wu. "Come now," he ordered, handing him over to the police. "Here he is at last." The sergeant started to lead the prisoner out.

Towards the end of the sacrificial service, the eldest son of the king joined in pledging the representatives of their ancestors. The King is an affluent of the Wei, not far from Wu's capital of Hao. The personators of your ancestors feast and are happy. Your spirits are clear; Your viands are fragrant.

Fong Wu, for the first time, looked fully at the white man, marking the sallow, clayey face, with its dry, lined skin, its lusterless eyes and drooping lids. Barrett scowled at his wife. "Nonsense, dear," he said crossly; "you know very well that Lord would never forgive me." "But Fong Wu might help you," she declared. Fong Wu's black eyes were still fixed searchingly upon the white man.