understand these Chinese criminals at all, I know that the only
way we can ever track them is through some trick. Perhaps the
replica will suggest something to us later."

He placed the copy in a velvet-lined box closely resembling that
in which the real ring lay, and dropped both into his pocket.

"Let's see if Aunt Josephine has received any word," he remarked
abruptly, putting on his hat and coat, and nodding to me to
follow.

Kennedy and I were not the only visitors to the subterranean
chamber where it had seemed that the clue to the Clutching Hand's
millions might be found.

It was as though that hidden, watching eye followed us. The night
after our own unsuccessful search, Wu Fang, accompanied by Long
Sin, made his way into the cavern.

As they flashed their electric bull's-eyes about the place, they
could see readily that we had already been digging there.

Wu examined the safe which had been broken into, while Long Sin
repeated his experiences there.

"And you say there was nothing else in it?" demanded Wu.

"Nothing but the ring which they got from me," replied Long Sin,
ruefully.