cheat the law," they said, with a nod to the sergeant.

. . . . . . .

In the emergency room, Wu was placed on an operating table and
there was bound up properly, though he was terribly weak now.

Back of the screen, however, the other Chinaman was hiding, able
to get an occasional glance at what was going on. There happened
to be a table near him on which were gauze, cotton and other
things. He reached over and took the gauze and quickly made it
into a bandage, keeping one eye on the bandaging of Wu. Then he
placed the bandage over his own shoulder and arm in the same way
that he saw the doctors doing with Wu.

They had finished with Wu and one of the doctors moved over to the
doorway to call the sergeant. For the moment the rest had left Wu
alone, his eyes apparently half closed through weakness. Each was
busy about his own especial task.

From behind the screen which was only a few feet from the
operating table, the secreted Chinaman stepped out. Quickly he
placed his own hat on Wu and took Wu's, then took Wu's place on
the table while Wu slipped behind the screen.

The doctor turned to the supposed Wu. "Come now," he ordered,
handing him over to the police. "Here he is at last."

The sergeant started to lead the prisoner out. As he did so, he
looked sharply at him. He could scarcely believe his eyes. There