To my utter amazement, I recognized Kennedy's voice.
In the first onslaught, Craig shot one Chinaman dead, then closed
with the others, slashing right and left with the Chinese knife he
had picked up.
Bennett came to his aid, but was immediately overcome by two
Chinamen, who evidently had been detailed for that purpose.
Meanwhile, Kennedy and the others were engaged in a terrible life
and death struggle. They fought all over the room, dismantling it,
and even tearing the hangings from the wall.
It was just as the Chinese was about to overpower him that I led
the police and detectives through the passageway of the fireplace.
It was a glorious fight that followed. Long Sin and his Chinamen
were no match for the police and were soon completely routed, the
police striking furiously in all directions and clearing the room.
Instantly, Kennedy thought of the fair object of all this melee.
He rushed to the divan on which he had placed Elaine.
She was slowly returning to consciousness.
As she opened her eyes, for an instant, she gazed at Craig, then
at Bennett. Still not comprehending just what had happened, she
gave her hand to Bennett. Bennett lifted her to her feet and
slowly assisted her as she tried to walk away.
Kennedy watched them, more stupefied than if he had been struck
over the head by Long Sin.
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