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The Romance of Elaine

4. The Vengeance Of Wu Fang
Elaine was still in the power of Wu Fang.
Kennedy had thwarted the Chinese master criminal in his search for the millions amassed
by the Clutching Hand. But any joy that we might have derived from this success was
completely obscured by the fear that Wu might wreak some diabolical vengeance on
Elaine.
It was a ticklish situation. In fact, I doubt whether Craig would have discovered the
treasure at all, if our pursuit of Wu and Long Sin the night before had not literally forced
us into doing so.
Nor were Kennedy's fears unfounded. Wu and Long Sin had scarcely reached the secret
apartment back of the deceptive exterior of the Chinatown tenement, when the subtle
Chinaman began to contemplate his revenge.
Long Sin was smoking a Chinese pipe, resting after their hurried flight, while Wu, the
tireless, was seated at a table at the other end of the room. At last Wu Fang took up a long
Chinese dirk from the table before him, looked at it, turned it over, felt its edge. It was
keen and the point was sharp. He rose and deliberately walked across to a door leading
into a back room.
On a couch lay Elaine and with her, as a guardian, was Weepy Mary whom the Clutching
Hand had used to lure her to the church where the faked record of her father's marriage
was supposed to be. Indeed, though Wu had lost the Clutching Hand's millions, he had
seen his chance and had fallen heir to what was left of Bennett's criminal organization.
As Wu, the Serpent, entered and advanced slowly towards Elaine, she crouched back
from him in deadly fear. He stopped before her without a word and his menacing eye
seemed to read her very thoughts.
Slowly he drew from under his robe the Chinese dirk. He felt the edge of it again and
gazed significantly at Elaine. She shrank back even further, as far as the divan would
permit.
It was a critical moment.
Just then Long Sin entered. "One of the five millions waits outside," he reported simply,
with a bow.
Wu understood. It had been a pleasant fiction of his that although he did not, of course,
absolutely control such a stupendous organization he could, by his subtle power, force
almost unlimited allegiance from the simple coolies in that district of China from which
he came.
 
 
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