"We knocked several times. Receiving no answer, Harry tried the door and found it unfastened. To our surprise the room had been entirely cleaned out between our visits. There wasn't a stick of furniture in the place."
"Fen Wix must have got himself into trouble through his informing."
"It looks so. Of course, Harry began rubbering around."
"And you, too?"
"Naturally. While we were at it I heard a knock on the door. I had made up half Chinese, as I was before, and thinking that my services as an interpreter would be required, I went to the door. No one was outside. I stepped along the hall and looked over the banisters, but could not see any one."
"And when you went back into the room Harry had vanished, I suppose?"
"You anticipate the ending of my story, Mr. Brady; that was precisely it."
"Same old Chinatown," repeated Old King Brady. "If I had my way I should never touch another case down here. But let us go around there, Alice, and see what we can find. Not that I hope to make much out of it, but something has to be done."
Alice was greatly disturbed and not a little chagrined.
The fact is Harry is her devoted lover, and some day they expect to be married.