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"Mr. Costigan, if you will come to my apartment we may be able to clear
up some few things."
_14. The Black Empire_
"Oh the new spears dipped in life-blood as the woman shrieked in vain!
Oh the days before the English! When will those days come again?"
--Mundy.
Gordon struck a match and absently allowed it to flicker and go out in
his hand. His Turkish cigarette hung unlighted between his fingers.
"This is the most logical conclusion to be reached," he was saying.
"The weak link in our chain was lack of men. But curse it, one can not
round up an army at two o'clock in the morning, even with the aid of
Scotland Yard. I went on to Limehouse, leaving orders for a number of
patrolmen to follow me as quickly as they could be gotten together, and
to throw a cordon about the house.
"They arrived too late to prevent the Master's servants slipping out
of side doors and windows, no doubt, as they could easily do with only
Finnegan and Hansen on guard at the front of the building. However,
they arrived in time to prevent the Master himself from slipping out in
that way--no doubt he lingered to effect his disguise and was caught in
that manner. He owes his escape to his craft and boldness and to the
carelessness of Finnegan and Hansen. The girl who accompanied him----"
"She was Zuleika, without doubt."
I answered listlessly, wondering anew what shackles bound her to the
Egyptian sorcerer.
"You owe your life to her," Gordon rapped, lighting another match. "We
were standing in the shadows in front of the warehouse, waiting for the
hour to strike, and of course ignorant as to what was going on in the
house, when a girl appeared at one of the barred windows and begged us
for God's sake to do something, that a man was being murdered. So we
broke in at once. However, she was not to be seen when we entered."
"She returned to the room, no doubt," I muttered, "and was forced to
accompany the Master. God grant he knows nothing of her trickery."
"I do not know," said Gordon, dropping the charred match stem, "whether
she guessed at our true identity or whether she just made the appeal in
desperation.
"However, the main point is this: evidence points to the fact that, on
hearing the whistle, Leary and Murken invaded Yun Shatu's from the
front at the same instant my three men and I made our attack on the
warehouse front. As it took us some seconds to batter down the door, it
is logical to suppose that they found the secret door and entered the
tunnel before we effected an entrance into the warehouse.
"The Master, knowing our plans beforehand, and being aware that an
invasion would be made through the tunnel and having long ago made
preparations for such an exigency----"
An involuntary shudder shook me.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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