"It is done," returned Long Sin, hanging up the receiver in great
excitement.

He hurried out of the room and left the road-house. Down the road
in an automobile, bound between two Chinamen, one at her head and
the other at her feet, was Elaine, wrapped around in blankets, not
even her face visible. The guards looked up startled as Long Sin
streaked out of the shadow to the car.

"Quick!" he ordered. "The master will get the ring himself. I will
take care of Kennedy."

An instant and they were gone, while Long Sin slunk back into the
shadows from which he had come.

Through the underbrush the wily Chinaman made his way to an old
barn, which stood back some distance from the road, and entered
the front door. There was another door in the rear, and one quite
large window.

In the dim light of a lantern hanging from a rafter could be seen
several large barrels in a corner. Without a moment's hesitation,
Long Sin seized a bucket and placed it under the spiggot of one of
the barrels. The liquid poured forth into the bucket and he
emptied the contents on the floor, filling the bucket again and
again and swinging it right and left in every direction until the
barrel had finally run dry.

Then he moved over to the window, which he examined carefully.