They entered and Long disappeared down the
street.
"Isn't it a beauty?" cried Elaine, holding it out from her, as
they entered the library and examining it with great appreciation.
"And, oh, do you know, the strangest thing happened yesterday?
Sometimes Mr. Kennedy acts too queerly for anything."
She related how Craig had burst in on her and Aunt Josephine and
had almost torn the other watch off her wrist.
"Another watch?" repeated Bennett, amazed. "It must have been a
mistake. Kennedy is crazy."
"I don't understand it, myself," murmured Elaine.
Long Sin had continued his placid way, revolving some dark and
devious plan beneath his impassive Oriental countenance. He was no
ordinary personage. In fact he was astute enough to have no
record. He left that to his tools.
This remarkable criminal had established himself in a hired
apartment downtown. It was furnished in rather elegant American
style, but he had added to it some most valuable Oriental curios
which gave it a fascinating appearance.
Long Sin, now in rich Oriental costume, was reclining on a divan
smoking a strange looking pipe and playing with two pet white
rats. Each white rat had a gold band around his leg, to which was
connected a gold chain about a foot in length, and the chains
ended in rings which were slipped over Long's little fingers.
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