Lo, the betrayer is betrayed. Death sits at her elbow.
See, the Yellow River bears a corpse upon its tide. . .
Dead men hear her secret.
Shoa, the ghoul. . . .
Shoa, the evil woman. Death sits at her elbow.
Black, the vultures flock about her. . . .
Lo, the Yellow River leaps forth from the nostrils
of the mountain god."
Meanwhile Kerry, lying motionless at the feet of Sam Tuk was doing
some hard and rapid thinking. He had recovered consciousness a few
moments before Mrs. Sin had come into the vault from the inner room.
There were those, Seton Pasha among them, who would have regarded the
groan and the convulsive movements of Kerry's body with keen
suspicion. And because the Chief Inspector suffered from no illusions
respecting the genius of Sin Sin Wa, the apparent failure of the one-
eyed Chinaman to recognize these preparations for attack nonplussed
the Chief Inspector. His outstanding vice as an investigator was the
directness of his own methods and of his mental outlook, so that he
frequently experienced great difficulty in penetrating to the motives
of a tortuous brain such as that of Sin Sin Wa.
That Sin Sin Wa thought him to be still unconscious he did not
believe.
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