“We are your brethren,” Ah Lo answered.
“Give us the sign, that we may know you are Boxers,” one of the men said.
“Give us the sign,” Ah Lo replied.
“We called for it first,” the man said.
“Very well, this is the only sign that you will get from us,” and Ah Lo struck him a tremendous blow with his sword.
Rex cut down another, and the third took to his heels, shouting.
“This way,” the Chinaman said, running down a narrow alley. “We can get out at the other end, where there is a net–work of lanes.”
They hurried at full speed down the lane, then turned again, and in five minutes were a quarter of a mile from the scene of the fray.
“Now,” Rex said, “let us make for the wall. That man may have given the alarm, and it will not be safe to try the gate.”
They kept on until the wall rose before them, then they followed it till they came to steps leading to the top. When they reached the summit, Ah Lo unwound a rope from his waist.