More than that, she knows the danger of Chinatown only too well.
The house was one of the old tenements on Mott street which had been provided with extensions and raised up several stories.
The rooms were numbered, and the number of the room given by old Fen Wix was on the third floor.
The door proved to be still unfastened as Alice had left it, and with Old King Brady she entered the vacant room.
Here there was considerable rubbish strewn about, which bore evidence of the hasty move.
"And now for the secret panel," said Old King Brady. "It does beat the cars how the Chinks make those things. Probably there is an entrance here into the secret dens of Pell street."
The search began.
The work was such as Old King Brady is most expert at, and it was not long before he had unearthed a secret panel, but it certainly did not look as if it could be the right one.
For it opened upon what seemed to be just a dumbwaiter shaft.
A rope running over a pulley hung down into it; there was no ladder or stairs.