Pow Chow hit him over the head with the lantern.
The two others set upon the boy and gave him a good pounding.
Then having completely subdued him, for Ed saw that he was not in it, they dragged him along the passage through a door, and into one of the secret dens of Pell street, of which there are many, if rumor tells the truth.
It was a square room furnished in Chinese style and lighted by a hanging lamp.
The Chinaman gave Ed a shove and laughed when he landed on his back in a corner.
But Pow Chow did not laugh.
He came forward threateningly.
"You little fool! Whatever brought you to New York?" he demanded. "Looking for Ethel, hey?"
Pow Chow's English was perfect, for he was San Francisco born and his mother was a white woman, so he had always claimed, although he did not look like a half breed.
Ed picked himself up and glared at this man, whom he hated and despised.