carry out this scheme, so he packed the money into a bag, drew his
coat more closely about him and left the room.

No sooner had he gone than the secretary hurried into the room,
paused a moment to make sure that Long Sin was not coming back,
then hurried over to a closet near-by.

From a secret hiding-place he drew out a small bow and arrow. He
sat down at a table and hastily wrote a few Chinese characters on
a piece of paper, rolling up the note into a thin quill which he
inserted into a prepared place in the arrow.

Then he raised the window and deftly shot the arrow out.

Down the street, back of the board fence, where the final
conference has taken place, was a rather sleepy-looking Chinaman,
taking an occasional puff at a cigarette doped with opium.

He jumped to his feet suddenly. With a thud an arrow had buried
itself quivering in the fence. Quickly he seized it, drew out the
note and read it.

In the Canton vernacular it read briefly: "He goes with much
money."

It was enough. Instantly the startling news overcame the effect of
the dope, and the Chinaman shuffled off quickly to the Tong
headquarters.

They were waiting for him there, and he had scarcely delivered the