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The air was suddenly supercharged with dynamic tension. The keen
dagger-point hovered high above me--loud and clear sounded the skirl of
a police whistle and on the heels of the sound there came a terrific
crash from the front of the warehouse!
Kathulos leaped into frenzied activity. Hissing orders like a cat
spitting, he sprang for the hidden door and the rest followed him.
Things happened with the speed of a nightmare. Li Kung had followed the
rest, but Kathulos flung a command over his shoulder and the Chinaman
turned back and came rushing toward the altar where I lay, dagger high,
desperation in his countenance.
[Illustration: "Kathulos leaped into frenzied activity, hissing orders
like a cat."]
A scream broke through the clamor and as I twisted desperately about to
avoid the descending dagger, I caught a glimpse of Kathulos dragging
Zuleika away. Then with a frenzied wrench I toppled from the altar
just as Li Kung's dagger, grazing my breast, sank inches deep into the
dark-stained surface and quivered there.
I had fallen on the side next to the wall and what was taking place
in the room I could not see, but it seemed as if far away I could
hear men screaming faintly and hideously. Then Li Kung wrenched
his blade free and sprang, tigerishly, around the end of the altar.
Simultaneously a revolver cracked from the doorway--the Chinaman spun
clear around, the dagger flying from his hand--he slumped to the floor.
Gordon came running from the doorway where a few moments earlier
Zuleika had stood, his pistol still smoking in his hand. At his heels
were three rangy, clean-cut men in plain clothes. He cut my bonds and
dragged me upright.
"Quick! Where have they gone?"
The room was empty of life save for myself, Gordon and his men, though
two dead men lay on the floor.
I found the secret door and after a few seconds' search located the
lever which opened it. Revolvers drawn, the men grouped about me and
peered nervously into the dark stairway. Not a sound came up from the
total darkness.
"This is uncanny!" muttered Gordon. "I suppose the Master and his
servants went this way when they left the building--as they are
certainly not here now!--and Leary and his men should have stopped them
either in the tunnel itself or in the rear room of Yun Shatu's. At any
rate, in either event they should have communicated with us by this
time."
"Look out, sir!" one of the men exclaimed suddenly, and Gordon, with an
ejaculation, struck out with his pistol barrel and crushed the life
from a huge snake which had crawled silently up the steps from the
blackness beneath.
"Let us see into this matter," said he, straightening.
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