The Pointing Man - A Burmese Mystery by Marjorie Douie
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already established in a gloomy corner. Leh Shin heard of this through
his assistant, who had followed the coolie into the house, and investigated the premises as he stood about, with offers of assistance for his excuse. "They have naught with them, save only a box that has no lock upon it, and also the boxes bought from thy shop, Leh Shin, but these are empty, for I looked closely, when they talked in the hither room, where they are minded to live. Jewels, didst thou say? Then that fox with the red beard has sold them and the money is stored in some place of security." "Ah, ah," said the Chinaman, his eyes dull and fixed. "And 'ah, ah' to thee," retorted the assistant, who found the response lacking in interest. "I would I knew where it was hidden." With a sudden change of manner he squatted near the ear of Leh Shin and talked in a soft whisper. "Is not the time ripe, O wise old man, is not the hour come when thou mayst go to the house of the white Sahib and demand a piece for closed lips?" He pursed up his small mouth and pointed at it. Leh Shin shook his head. "I am already paid, and I will not demand further, lest he, whom we know of, come no more. Drive not the spent of strength; since the price is sufficient, I may not demand more, lest I sin in so doing." |
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