"Come back with me," I urged. "We found two of them. One is dead.
Craig sent me to trace the other. I've lost the trail. Perhaps you
can find it for me."

We crashed through the brush quickly. Suddenly I heard something
that caused me to start. It sounded like an explosion.

"There's the place--over there," I pointed, pausing and indicating
the direction of the wharf whence had come the explosion.

What was it? We did not stop a moment, but hurried in that
direction.

We reached the shore where we saw marks of the explosion and of a
fight. Out on the pier I ran breathlessly. I rushed to the very
edge and gazed over, then climbed down the slippery piling and
peered into the black water beneath.

A few bubbles seemed to ooze up from below. Was that all?

No, as I gazed down I saw that some dark object was there. Slowly
Wu Fang's body floated to the surface and lay there, rocked by the
waves. Deep in his breast stuck his own knife with its handle of
the Sign of the Serpent!

I reached down and seized him, as I peered about for Kennedy.

There was nothing more there.