As the high priest of Satan worked,
the devil worshippers kowtowed obediently.
Suddenly the aged Chinaman with the prayer wheel stopped his
incessant, impious turning, and rising, held up his hand as if to
command attention.
Amid a general exclamation of wonder, he walked to the dais and
mounted it, turning and facing the worshippers.
"This is nonsense," he cried in a loud tone. "Why should our great
Ksing Chau desire a white devil? I, a great grandfather, demand to
know."
The effect on the worshippers was electric. They paused in their
obeisance and stared at the speaker, then at their high priest.
Shaking with rage, Long Sin ordered the intruder off the dais. But
the aged devotee refused to go.
"Throw him out," he ordered his attendants.
For answer, as the two young Chinamen approached, the old Chinaman
threw them down to the floor with a quick jiu-jitsu movement. His
strength seemed miraculous for so aged a man.
Furious now beyond expression, Long Sin stepped forward himself.
He seized the beard and queue of the intruder. To his utter
amazement, they came off!
It was Kennedy!
With his automatic drawn, before the astounded devil dancers could
recover themselves, Craig stood at bay.
Long Sin leaped behind the big gong. As the Chinamen rushed
forward to seize him, Kennedy shot the leader of Long Sin's
attendants and struck down the other with a blow.
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