Kennedy. "I would say that one of the latest and best is digitalin
given hypodermically." He took down a bottle of digitalin from a
cabinet, adding, "only it was too late in this case."

. . . . . . .

Just what the relations were between Long Sin and the Chong Wah
Tong I have never been able to determine exactly. But one thing
was certain: Long Sin on his arrival in New York had offended the
Tong and now that his master, Wu Fang, was here the offence was
even greater, for the criminal society brooked no rival.

In the dark recesses of a poorly furnished cellar, serving as the
Tong headquarters, the new leader and several of his most trusted
followers were now plotting revenge. Long Sin, they believed, was
responsible for the murder, and, with truly Oriental guile, they
had obtained a hold over Wu Fang's secretary.

Their plan decided on, the Chinamen left the headquarters and made
their way separately up-town. They rejoined one another in the
shelter of a rather poor house, before which was a board fence, in
the vicinity of a fashionable apartment house. A moment's
conference followed, and then the secretary glided away.

. . . . . . .

Wu had taken another apartment up-town in one of the large
apartment houses near a parkway; for he was far too subtle to
operate from his real headquarters back of the squalid exterior of
Chinatown.