The Bradys After a Chinese Princess; Or, The Yellow Fiends of 'FriscoDoughty, Francis Worcester
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The Bradys After a Chinese Princess; Or, The Yellow Fiends of 'Frisco
Doughty, Francis Worcester
Detective and mystery stories; Dime novels; San Francisco (Calif.) -- Fiction
Old King Brady shot the bolt and threw back the door, which was not
locked.
Ah Lung was sitting up leaning on Harry.
He certainly was a horrible looking object with his face all bathed in
blood.
"Not dead!" exclaimed Old King Brady.
"Not dead, but in a mighty bad way," gasped Lung. "The princess!" he
added. "I see you have Miss Montgomery all right."
"I'm sorry to say we have seen nothing of the princess," replied the old
detective. "I haven't had time to ask Miss Montgomery about her yet.
What has become of her, Alice?"
"Dr. Garshaski carried her off," replied Alice.
"Did--did she give away what he wanted to know?" asked Ah Lung.
"I'm afraid she did. They tortured the poor creature terribly."
"We must get you out of here without delay, Ah Lung," interrupted the
old detective. "As for the rest it will have to keep. Where shall we
take you--home?"
"Wait," said Ah Lung. "Connected with this place is a club of which I am
a member. I have a room here where I sometimes sleep. Take me there
first and go for Dr. Gim Suey on Sacramento street."
"Oh, you better have an American doctor," protested Harry.
"Not at all," replied Ah Lung, decidedly. "I have doctored both ways, I
greatly prefer the Chinese treatment. Dr. Gim Suey will save my life if
it can be saved."
CHAPTER X.
TREASURE HUNTING.
Harry and Detective Leggett carried Ah Lung out into the long corridor
head and heels.
Here they ran into a bunch of Chinks just coming out of the main club
room.
There were friends of Ah Lung's among them, and a tremendous pow-wow
and excitement followed, all in Chinese.
Alice explained that it was partly sympathy, partly indignation against
Dr. Garshaski, who was a club member, and partly about the presence of
detectives in the House of the Seven Delights.
Ah Lung quieted them, however.
"Leave me now," he said. "I am in the hands of my friends. They will do
all for me that can be done. They are not willing that you should enter
the club room."
So the detectives were escorted back to earth by the way Old King Brady
and Leggett had come down into these lower regions and glad enough they
were to find themselves safe on China alley.
Parting from Leggett, they started, reaching it shortly before midnight.
Alice was so exhausted that Old King Brady insisted that she should
postpone her story till morning.
"I don't know that it will do any good to tell it now," she said. "But I
must give you a hint. There is buried or hidden money at the bottom of
all this business."
"Yes, yes, I know," said Old King Brady. "I heard Garshaski call out
about it. Do you know where the hiding place is?"
"In an old house down by the North Beach."
"Does he know?"
"He does. He has had plenty of time to get there and get the treasure if
it still exists."
"If that is the case," said the old detective, "then I think the best
thing that all of us can do is to go to bed."
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