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He conquered his anger and tried to speak calmly, recognising how he lay utterly in the power of this uncanny being and how closely his happiness was involved even if he escaped with life. "And you?" he said. "In these matters, Dr. Stuart," replied Fo-Hi, "I have always modelled my behavior upon that of the brilliant scientist who preceded me as European representative of our movement.
Fo-Hi extended his left hand rigidly towards the Hindu and seemed to force him, step by step, back towards the open trap. Almost at the brink, Chunda Lal paused, swayed, and began to utter short, agonised cries. Froth appeared upon his lips. Raising his right hand yet further aloft, Fo-Hi swiftly brought it down, performing the gesture of stabbing himself to the heart.
I can no more be of use to you. Give me back my life and let me go et me go and hide away from them all from all ... the world...." Her words died away and ceased upon a suppressed hysterical sob. For, in silence, Fo-Hi stood watching her, unmoved. "Oh!" she moaned, and sank cowering upon a diwan "why do you watch me so!"
"The other Chinaman continued to regard me with those dreadful eyes; then: "'You have chosen well. he said, turned and slowly went out again. "I thank God that I have never seen him since, for his dreadful face haunted my dreams for long afterwards. But I have learned of him, and I know that next to Fo-Hi he is the most dangerous being in the known world.
Confused voices were audible, seemingly from all around him, together with a sound of vague movements. Fo-Hi took up vials and jars and dashed them to pieces upon the tiled hearth in which the furnace rested.
"It seems to you silly, but Chunda Lal is of the East; and he has promised. Oh! be quick! I am afraid. I tell you something. Fo-Hi does not know, but the police Inspector and many men search the river bank for the house! I see them from a window " "What!" cried Stuart "Dunbar is here!" "Ssh! ssh!" Miska clutched him wildly. "He is not far away. You will go and bring him here.
Suddenly, from somewhere outside the room, came the sound of dull, regular blows ... then, a smothered moan! Miska sprang forward and threw herself upon her knees before Fo-Hi, clutching at his robe frantically. "Ah! merciful God! he is there! Spare him! spare him! No more no more!" "He is there?" repeated Fo-Hi suavely. "Assuredly he is there, Miska.
The place is 'open to the public' as usual, and Ah-Fang-Fu does a roaring trade, one would judge. For the benefit of patrons not affiliated to the order we have to pretend to smoke." "Yes," replied Stuart with repressed excitement "until someone called Fo-Hi is at home, or visible; the word 'got' may mean either of those things." "Fo-Hi," whispered Max, "is 'The Scorpion!
Miska ran and struck the gong, then staggered back to the diwan and fell upon it, hiding her face in her hands. The sounds of torture ceased. Fo-Hi closed the door and stood looking at her where she lay. "I permit you some moments of reflection," he said, "in order that you may compose yourself to receive the addresses which I shall presently have the honour, and joy, of making to you.
Fo-Hi stood watching her, and slowly, as he watched, terror grew upon her and she retreated before him, step by step. He made no attempt to follow her, but continued to watch. Then, raising the whip he broke it across his knee and dropped the pieces on the floor. At that she extended her hands towards him pitifully. "Oh! what are you going to do to me!" she said. "Let me go! let me go!
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