"
"And Clendenin?" asked Walker Curtis, not comprehending.
"A tool--poor wretch. So keen had the hunt for him become that he
had to hide in the only safe place, with the coolies of his
employer. He must have been in such abject terror that he has
almost smoked himself to death."
"But why should the Chinaman shoot my sister?" asked Walker Curtis
amazed at the turn of events.
"Your sister," replied Craig, almost reverently, "wrecked though
she was by the drug, was at last conscience stricken when she saw
the vast plot to debauch thousands of others. It was from her that
the Japanese detective in the revenue service got his information-
-and both of them have paid the price. But they have smashed the
new opium ring--we have captured the ring-leaders of the gang."
Out of the maze of streets, on Chatham Square again, we lost no
time in mounting to the safety of the elevated station before some
murderous tong member might seek revenge on us.
The celebration in Chinatown was stilled. It was as though the
nerves of the place had been paralysed by our sudden, sharp blow.
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