Such bags are picked up by fishing schooners on hand for the purpose, and by them landed as best they can.
A close watch for such operations in this particular instance was being kept by a special revenue cutter outside the Golden Gate.
The Bradys' orders had to do only with the landing.
It was supposed that the people connected with some storage warehouse in this vicinity were and had been for some time standing in with the smugglers.
It was particularly desired by the Government to learn who these people were; to catch them red-handed and make an example of them.
That Chinese capital was back of this crooked enterprise was certain, but there was reason to believe that they were being substantially aided by others who were not of their race.
"If the fog would only lift we might be able to do something," remarked one of the Secret Service men, "but as it is I see little use in remaining here."
"Patience," replied Old King Brady. "We have to do the best we can, my friend. I admit that the fog is a nuisance, but I am not giving up yet by any means. Harry, work in a little nearer. We must be close upon the India Basin by this time."
The order was obeyed by Young King Brady.
After a few moments the wharf line became visible, the fog lifting a bit.