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I thought the tonneau was empty, but under a couple of robes I finds this bit of a girl. Just as I drags her out the car started an’ the driver beat it. I thought you’d like to meet the lady.”
“Delighted,” said Barnes. He went close to the girl. “Who are you? What’s your name?”
She shrank from him and said nothing.
“I know her,” Mark Drew put in. “I was at her wedding ten years ago. She was only a child then—but there’s no mistaking her. Her name is Mah-li, and she is the wife of Doctor Su Yen Hun.”
“Doctor Su’s wife!” cried Barnes. “Now we are getting on! A Chinese triangle—by all the yellow gods! I didn’t know they had ’em. It’s all up, kid,” he said to the scared little figure. “Hung here has told us everything.”
“That is a lie,” said Hung in a voice like ice.
“Your husband’s been murdered. You know that?” roared Barnes.
