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John Quincy was impressed by the sincerity in his tone。 But he was sadly puzzled； too。 〃All right；〃 he said； 〃that's that。 I'm sorry if we've troubled you with this trivial matter …〃
〃Don't talk like that；〃 Hallet broke in。 〃I'm glad of your help。 But as far as Mr。 Saladine is concerned …〃 he looked at Chan … 〃let him alone。〃
Chan bowed。 〃You are undisputable chief；〃 he replied。
They went back to Punchbowl Hill in the roadster； both rather dejected。 As Chan alighted at his gate； John Quincy spoke： 〃Well； I'm pau。 Saladine was my last hope。〃
Chan stared for a moment at the moonlit Pacific that lay beyond the water…front lamps。 〃Stone wall surround us；〃 he said dreamily。 〃But we circle about； seeking loophole。 Moment of discovery will e。〃
〃I wish I thought so；〃 replied John Quincy。
Chan smiled。 〃Patience are a very lovely virtue；〃 he remarked。 〃Seem that way to me。 But maybe that are my Oriental mind。 Your race； I perceive； regard patience with ever…swelling disfavor。〃
It was with swelling disfavor that John Quincy regarded it as he drove back to Waikiki。 Yet he had great need of patience in the days immediately following。 For nothing happened。
The forty…eight…hour period given him to leave Hawaii expired； but the writer of that threatening letter failed to e forward and relieve the tedium。 Thursday arrived； a calm day like the others； Thursday night； peaceful and serene。
On Friday afternoon Agatha Parker broke the monotony by a cable sent from the Wyoming ranch。
〃You must be quite mad。 I find the West crude and impossible。〃
John Quincy smiled； he could picture her as she wrote it； proud； haughty； unyielding。 She must have been popular with the man who transmitted the message。 Or was he； too； an exile from the East？
And perhaps the girl was right。 Perhaps he was mad； after all。 He sat on Dan Winterslip's lanai； trying to think things out。 Boston； the office； the art gallery； the theaters。 The mon on a winter's day； with the air bracing and full of life。 The thrill of a new issue of bonds； like the thrill of a theatrical first night … would it get over big or flop at his feet？ Tennis at Longwood； long evenings on the Charles； golf with people of his own kind at Magnolia。 Tea out of exquisite cups in dim old drawing…rooms。 Wasn't he mad to think of giving up all that？ But what had Miss Minerva said？ 〃If your chance ever es …〃
The problem was a big one； and big problems were annoying out here where the lotus grew。 He yawned； and went aimlessly down…town。 Drifting into the public library； he saw Charlie Chan hunched over a table that held an enormous volume。 John Quincy went closer。 The book was made up of back numbers of the Honolulu morning paper； and it was open at a time…yellowed sporting page。
〃Hello； Chan。 What are you up to？〃
Chan gave him a smile of greeting。 〃Hello。 Little bit of careless reading while I gallop about seeking loophole。〃
He closed the big volume casually。 〃You seem in the best of health。〃
〃Oh； I'm all right。〃
〃No more fierce shots out of bushes？〃
〃Not a trigger pulled。 I imagine that was a big bluff … nothing more。〃
〃What do you say … bluff？〃
〃I mean the fellow's a coward； after all。〃
Chan shook his head solemnly。 〃Pardon humble suggestion … do not lose carefulness。 Hot heads plenty in hot climate。〃
〃I'll look before I leap；〃 John Quincy promised。 〃But I'm afraid I interrupted you。〃
〃Ridiculous thought；〃 protested Chan。
〃I'll go along。 Let me know if anything breaks。〃
〃Most certainly。 Up to present； everything are intact。〃
John Quincy paused at the door of the reference room。 Charlie Chan had promptly opened the big book； and was again bending over it with every show of interest。
Returning to Waikiki； John Quincy faced a dull evening。 Barbara had gone to the island of Kauai for a visit with old friends of the family。 He had not been sorry when she went； for he didn't feel quite at ease in her presence。 The estrangement between the girl and Jennison continued； the lawyer had not been at the dock to see her off。 Yes； John Quincy had parted from her gladly； but her absence cast a pall of loneliness over the house on Kalia Road。
After dinner； he sat with his pipe on the lanai。 Down the beach at the Reef and Palm pleasant pany was available … but he hesitated。 He had seen Carlota Egan several times by day； on the beach or in the water。 She was very happy now； though somewhat appalled at thought of her approaching visit to England。 They'd had several talks about that … daylight talks。 John Quincy was a bit afraid to entrust himself … as Chan had said in speaking of his stone idol … of an evening。 After all； there was Agatha； there was Boston。 There was Barbara； too。 Being entangled with three girls at once was a rather wearing experience。 He rose； and went down…town to the movies。
On Saturday morning he was awakened early by the whir of aeroplanes above the house。 The American fleet was in the offing； and the little brothers of the air service hastened out to hover overhead in friendly wele。 That day a spirit of carnival prevailed in Honolulu； flags floated from every masthead； and the streets bloomed； as Barbara had predicted； with handsome boys in spotless uniforms。 They were everywhere； swarming in the souvenir stores； besieging the soda fountains； skylarking on the trolley…cars。 Evening brought a great ball at the beach hotel； and John Quincy； out for a walk； saw that every spic and span uniform moved toward Waikiki； acpanied by a fair young thing who was only too happy to serve as sweetheart in that particular port。
John Quincy felt； suddenly； rather out of things。 Each pretty girl he saw recalled Carlota Egan。 He turned his wandering footsteps toward the Reef and Palm； and oddly enough； his pace quickened at once。
The proprietor himself was behind the desk； his eyes calm and untroubled now。
〃Good evening； Mr。 Egan … or should I say Mr。 Cope；〃 remarked John Quincy。
〃Oh； we'll stick to the Egan； I guess；〃 the man replied。 〃Sort of got out of the hang of the other。 Mr。 Winterslip； I'm happy to see you。 Cary will be down in a moment。〃
John Quincy gazed about the big public room。 It was a scene of confusion； spattered ladders； buckets of paint； rolls of new wall…paper。 〃What's going on？〃 he inquired。
〃Freshening things up a bit；〃 Egan answered。 〃You know； we're in society now。〃 He laughed。 〃Yes； sir； the old Reef and Palm has been standing here a long time without so much as a glance from the better element of Honolulu。 But now they know I'm related to the British Admiralty； they've suddenly discovered it's a quaint and interesting place。 They're dropping in for tea。 Just fancy。 But that's Honolulu。〃
〃That's Boston； too；〃 John Quincy assured him。
〃Yes … and precisely the sort of thing I ran away from England to escape； a good many years ago。 I'd tell them all to go to the devil … but there's Cary。 Somehow； women feel differently about those things。 It will warm her heart a bit to have these dowagers smile upon her。 And they're smiling … you know； they've even dug up the fact that my Cousin George has been knighted for making a particularly efficient brand of soap。〃 He grimaced。 〃It's nothing I'd have mentioned myself … a family skeleton； as I see it。 But society has odd standards。 And I mustn't be hard on poor old George。 As Arthur says； making soap is good clean fun。〃
〃Is your brother still with you？〃
〃No。 He's gone back to finish his job in the Fanning Group。 When he returns； I'm sending Cary to England for a long stop。 Yes； that's right … I'm sending her；〃 he added quickly。 〃I'm paying for these repairs； too。 You see； I've been able to add a second mortgage to the one already on the poor tottering Reef and Palm。 That's another oute of my new…found connection with the British Admiralty and the silly old soap business。 Here's Cary now。〃
John Quincy turned。 And he was glad he had； for he would not willingly have missed the picture of Carlota on the stairs。 Carlota in an evening gown of some shimmering material； her dark hair dressed in a new and amazingly effective way； her white shoulders gleaming； her eyes happy at last。 As she came quickly toward him he caught his breath； never had he seen her lo