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John Quincy was mildly reproving。 〃Well； you saw it； didn't you？〃 growled Hallet。 〃Why in Sam Hill didn't you grab it？〃
〃Because they tied my hands；〃 John Quincy reminded him。 〃I've narrowed the search down for you to the taxi drivers of Honolulu。〃
〃Hundreds of them； my boy。〃
〃More than that； I've given you the first two numbers on the license plate of the car。 If you're any good at all； you ought to be able to land that watch now。〃
〃Oh； we'll land it；〃 Hallet said。 〃Give us time。〃
Time was just what John Quincy had to give them。 Monday came and went。 Miss Minerva was bitterly sarcastic。
〃Patience are a very lovely virtue；〃 John Quincy told her。 〃I got that from Charlie。〃
〃At any rate；〃 she snapped； 〃it are a virtue very much needed with Captain Hallet in charge。〃
In another direction； too； John Quincy was called upon to exercise patience。 Agatha Parker was unaccountably silent regarding that short peremptory cable he had sent on his big night in town。 Was she offended？ The Parkers were notoriously not a family who accepted dictation。 But in such a vital matter as this； a girl should be willing to listen to reason。
Late Tuesday afternoon Chan telephoned from the station…house … unquestionably Chan this time。 Would John Quincy do him the great honor to join him for an early dinner at the Alexander Young cafe？
〃Something doing； Charlie？〃 cried the boy eagerly。
〃Maybe it might be；〃 answered Chan； 〃and maybe also not。 At six o'clock in hotel lobby； if you will so far condescend。〃
〃I'll be there；〃 John Quincy promised； and he was。
He greeted Chan with anxious； inquiring eyes； but Chan was suave and entirely non…mittal。 He led John Quincy to the dining…room and carefully selected a table by a front window。
〃Do me the great favor to recline；〃 he suggested。
John Quincy reclined。 〃Charlie； don't keep me in suspense；〃 he pleaded。
Chan smiled。 〃Let us not shade the feast with gloomy murder talk；〃 he replied。 〃This are social meeting。 Is it that you are in the mood to dry up plate of soup？〃
〃Why； yes； of course；〃 John Quincy answered。 Politeness； he saw； dictated that he hide his curiosity。
〃Two of the soup；〃 ordered Chan of a white…jacketed waiter。 A car drew up to the door of the Alexander Young。 Chan half rose； staring at it keenly。 He dropped back to his seat。 〃It is my high delight to entertain you thus humbly before you are restored to Boston。 Converse at some length of Boston。 I feel interested。〃
〃Really？〃 smiled the boy。
〃Undubitably。 Gentleman I meet once say Boston are like China。 The future of both； he say； lies in graveyards where repose useless bodies of honored guests on high。 I am fogged as to meaning。〃
〃He meant both places live in the past；〃 John Quincy explained。 〃And he was right； in a way。 Boston； like China； boasts a glorious history。 But that's not saying the Boston of to…day isn't progressive。 Why； do you know …〃
He talked eloquently of his native city。 Chan listened； rapt。
〃Always；〃 he sighed； when John Quincy finished； 〃I have unlimited yearning for travel。〃 He paused to watch another car draw up before the hotel。 〃But it are unavailable。 I am policeman on small remuneration。 In my youth； rambling on evening hillside or by moonly ocean； I dream of more lofty position。 Not so now。 But that other American citizen； my eldest son； he are dreaming too。 Maybe for him dreams eventuate。 Perhaps he bee second Baby Ruth； home run emperor； applause of thousands making him deaf。 Who knows it？〃
The dinner passed； unshaded by gloomy talk； and they went outside。 Chan proffered a cigar of which he spoke in the most belittling fashion。 He suggested that they stand for a time before the hotel door。
〃Waiting for somebody？〃 inquired John Quincy； unable longer to dissemble。
〃Precisely the fact。 Barely dare to mention it； however。 Great disappointment may drive up here any minute now。〃
An open car stopped before the hotel entrance。 John Quincy's eyes sought the license plate； and he got an immediate thrill。 The first two figures were 33。
A party of tourists； a man and two women； alighted。 The doorman ran forward and busied himself with luggage。 Chan casually strolled across the walk； and as the Japanese driver shifted his gears preparatory to driving away； put a restraining hand on the car door。
〃One moment； please。〃 The driver turned； fright in his eyes。 〃You are Okuda； from auto stand across way？〃
〃Yes…s；〃 hissed the driver。
〃You are now returned from exploring island with party of tourists？ You leave this spot early Sunday morning？〃
〃Yes…s。〃
〃Is it possible that you wear wrist watch； please？〃
〃Yes…s。〃
〃Deign to reveal face of same。〃
The Jap hesitated。 Chan leaned far over into the car and thrust aside the man's coat sleeve。 He came back； a pleased light in his eyes； and held open the rear door。 〃Kindly embark into tonneau； Mr。 Winterslip。〃 Obediently John Quincy got in。 Chan took his place by the driver's side。 〃The police station； if you will be so kind。〃 The car leaped forward。
The essential clue！ They had it at last。 John Quincy's heart beat fast there in the rear of the car where； only a few nights before； he had been bound and gagged。
Captain Hallet's grim face relaxed into happy lines when he met them at the door of his room。 〃You got him； eh？ Good work。〃 He glanced at the prisoner's wrist。 〃Rip that watch off him； Charlie。〃
Charlie obeyed。 He examined the watch for a moment； then handed it to his chief。
〃Inexpensive time…piece of noted brand；〃 he announced。 〃Numeral two faint and far away。 One other fact emerge into light。 This Japanese man have small wrist。 Yet worn place on strap convey impression of being worn by man with wrist of vastly larger circumference。〃
Hallet nodded。 〃Yes； that's right。 Some other man has owned this watch。 He had a big wrist … but most men in Honolulu have； you know。 Sit down； Okuda。 I want to hear from you。 You understand what it means to lie to me？〃
〃I do not lie； sir。〃
〃No； you bet your sweet life you don't。 First； tell me who engaged your car last Saturday night。〃
〃Saturday night？〃
〃That's what I said！〃
〃Ah； yes。 Two sailors from ship。 Engage for evening paying large cash at once。 I drive to shop on River Street； wait long time。 Then off we go to dock with extra passenger in back。〃
〃Know the names of those sailors？〃
〃Could not say。〃
〃What ship were they from？〃
〃How can I know？ Not told。〃
〃All right I'm ing to the important thing。 Understand？ The truth … that's what I want！ Where did you get this watch？〃
Chan and John Quincy leaned forward eagerly。 〃I buy him；〃 said the Jap。
〃You bought him？ Where？〃
〃At jewel store of Chinese Lau Ho on Maunakea Street。〃
Hallet turned to Chan。 〃Know the place； Charlie？〃
Chan nodded。 〃Yes； indeed。〃
〃Open now？〃
〃Open until hour of ten； maybe more。〃
〃Good；〃 said Hallet。 〃e along； Okuda。 You can drive us there。〃
Lau Ho； a little wizened Chinese man； sat back of his work bench with a microscope screwed into one dim old eye。 The four men who entered his tiny store filled it to overflowing； but he gave them barely a glance。
〃e on； Ho … wake up；〃 Hallet cried。 〃I want to talk to you。〃
With the utmost deliberation Lau Ho descended from his stool and approached the counter。 He regarded Hallet with a hostile eye。 The captain laid the wrist watch on top of a showcase in which reposed many trays of jade。
〃Ever see that before？〃 he inquired。
Lau Ho regarded it casually。 Slowly he raised his eyes。 〃Maybe so。 Can not say；〃 he replied in a high squeaky voice。
Hallet reddened。 〃Nonsense。 You had it here in the store； and you sold it to this fellow。 Now； didn't you？〃
Lau Ho dreamily regarded the taxi driver。 〃Maybe so。 Can not say。〃
〃Damn it！〃 cried Hallet。 〃You know who I am？〃
〃Policeman； maybe。〃
〃Policeman maybe yes！ And I want you to tell me about this watch。 Now wake up and e across or by the Lord Harry …〃
Chan laid a deferential hand on his chief's arm。 〃Humbly suggest I attempt this；〃 he said。
Hallet nodded。 〃All right； he's your meat； Charlie。〃 He drew back。
Chan bowed with a great show of politeness。 He launched into a long story in Chinese。 Lau Ho looked at him with