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Updated: June 11, 2025
The Chinese gentleman who posed as the proprietor of what he claimed to be a respectable lodging-house offered every facility to the police. What could we do?" "I take it that the place is being watched?" "Certainly," said Ryman. "Both from the river and from the shore. Oh! they are not there! God knows where they are, but they are not there!"
"The ten o'clock boat is lying off the Stone Stairs, doctor," he said, "and co-operating with some of the Scotland Yard men who are dragging that district " I shuddered at the word "dragging"; Ryman had not used it literally, but nevertheless it had conjured up a dread possibility a possibility in accordance with the methods of Dr. Fu-Manchu.
"I know a broken window at the back where we could climb in. Then we could get through to the front and watch from there." "Good!" cried the Inspector. "See you are not spotted, though; and if you hear the whistle, don't mind doing a bit of damage, but be inside Shen-Yan's like lightning. Otherwise, wait for orders." Inspector Ryman came in, glancing at the clock. "Launch is waiting," he said.
A bell rang and muffled by the fog a voice proclaimed itself a voice which I knew. I felt Weymouth writhing impotently beside me; heard him mumbling incoherently; and I knew that he, too, had recognized the voice. It was that of Inspector Ryman of the river police and their launch was within biscuit-throw of that upon which we lay! "'Hoy! 'Hoy!" I trembled. A feverish excitement claimed me.
"Got him!" cried Ryman. "Absolutely! He's vanished! And Fletcher here has found out that John Ki's place is in some way connected with this business." I interrupted impatiently, I fear. "Then let us set out, Inspector," I said, "for it seems to me that we are wasting precious time and you know what that may mean." I turned to Fletcher. "Where is this place situated, exactly? How do we proceed?"
So Drake has weighed anchor, and away up Channel with all his squadron, the moment that he saw the Spanish fleet come up; and with him Fenner burning to redeem the honor which, indeed, he had never lost; and ere Fenton, Beeston, Crosse, Ryman, and Lord Southwell can join them, the Devon ships have been worrying the Spaniards for two full hours into confusion worse confounded.
I stood for a moment in silence, endeavouring to determine my course; then, telling Ryman that I hoped to see him later, I walked out slowly into the rain and mist, and nodding to the taxi-driver to proceed to our original destination, I re-entered the cab.
"Ryman of the river police tells me that persons lost at that point are not always recovered or not until a considerable time later." There was a faint sound from the room above. The news of that tragic happening out in the mist upon the Thames had prostrated poor Mrs. Weymouth. "She hasn't been told half the truth," said her brother-in-law. "She doesn't know about the poisoned needle.
He went to the telephone, and Inspector Ryman covered up the dead man's face. Nayland Smith was palpably excited. "He almost succeeded where we have failed, Petrie," he said. "There is no doubt in my mind that he was hot on the track of Fu-Manchu! Poor Mason had probably blundered on the scent, too, and he met with a similar fate.
Ryman whistled softly. "Has the real head of affairs arrived, then?" "We find we are up against what is known as the Si-Fan." At that it came to the inevitable, unanswerable question. "What is the Si-Fan?" I laughed, but my laughter was not mirthful. Inspector Weymouth shook his head. "Perhaps Mr. Nayland Smith could tell you that," he replied; "for the Si-Fan got him to-day!"
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