He dropped the revolver and starting back had stumbled over a chair and fallen.
The princess lost no time in improving her opportunity.
She could not stand on her little feet owing to the damage done those nearly useless members by that terrible rack, but she had free use of her hands as she sat there on the floor.
Garshaski, as we should have mentioned, was now in full Chinese costume even to a false pigtail, but his natural hair was long enough for Skeep Hup to get a good hold, and there she was yanking it for all she was worth.
The scene was a comical one, but it might have been a tragedy, for the Doctor had just managed to get hold of the princess with his unwounded left hand, when the Bradys burst into the room.
Harry covered the Doctor, Old King Brady managed to make the princess let go her hold on his hair, but not without some difficulty.
Quickly they tied his legs together, searched and captured another revolver.
Meanwhile Garshaski had not spoken a word. His face was deathly white, the sight of his own blood which flowed freely had apparently turned him faint, for by the time the Bradys succeeded in securing him he had relapsed into unconsciousness.
"Call Alice!" ordered the old detective. "We want to find out about the treasure while we have so good a chance."
Alice came. The princess almost fell over herself in her delight, chattering eagerly in Chinese.