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[. E all of us,” said Huber Davis reflectively, ‘like to show off how we do things; we like to tell ‘people about our methods; we like to ex- posit our particular way of managing affairs. Fach of us thinks he is a little tin god in that respect, Carefrew. That’s the way of a white man. A Chinaman, however, is just the opposite. He does xot want to show his methods. He does things in a damned mysterious way—and he never tells.” Carefrew sucked at his cigarette and eyed his brother-in-law with a sneer beneath his eyelids. Only a few hours previously Care- frew had landed from the coasting steamer, very glad indeed to get out of Batavia and parts adjacent with a whole skin. His wife was coming later, after she had straightened up his affairs, and he would then hop aboard the Royal Mail liner with her, and voyage on to Colombo and Europe. Ruth Care- frew, however, knew little about the deal which had sent Carefrew himself up to Sabang in a hurry. ei ‘You seem to'know a lot about Chinese ways,” said Carefrew. _ “J ought to,” admitted Huber Davis placidly. ‘‘ I’ve been dealing with ’em here for the past ten years, and I’ve built up a whale of a business with their help. You, on the other hand, got into a whale of a mess through swindling the innocent Ori- -ental—” ‘“‘Oh,. cut out the abuse!” broke in Care- frew nastily, ‘“ What are you driving at H. Bedford~ Jones — Gane with your drivel about Chinese methods? I suppose you’re insinuating that they’ll try to get after me away up here at Sabang?” ““More than likely,” assented Huber Davis. ‘‘ They have fairly close connec- tions, what with business tongs and the Heaven-and-Eatth Society, which has a lodge here. ' They’ll know that the clever chap who carried out that swindling game in Singapare, and then managed to put it over the second time in Batavia, is named Reginald Carefrew. ‘They’ll have relatives in both places; probably you ruined a good many of their relatives—”’ “ Look here!” snapped Carefrew nastily. ‘Let me.impress on you that there was no swindle! The Chinese love to gamble, and I gave ’em a run for their money—that’s all.” a trace of cynicism in his wide-e yed, poised features. ‘Never mind lying about it, Reggy,”, he said coolly. ‘‘ You'll be here until the next boat to Colombo, which is five days. In those five days you take my advice and Stick close to this house; you'll be abso- lutely safe here. I’m not helping and pro- tecting you, mind, because I love you—it’s for Ruth’s sake. Somehow, Ruth would be sorry if you got bumped off. No one else would be sorry that I know of, but Ruth’s my sister, and I’d like to oblige her. I don’t order you to stay here, mind that! It’s merely advice.”’ Under this lash of cool, unimpassioned -truths Carefrew reddened ‘and then paled / Huber Davis eyed his brother-in-law with COMAl cloooks. com