Gianapolis at Piccadilly Circus, and later we shall
join the limousine and be driven to the establishment of Ho-Pin." He
turned to Inspector Dunbar. "Your arrangements for watching all the
approaches to the suspected area are no doubt complete?"
"Not a stray cat," said Dunbar with emphasis, "can approach Limehouse
Causeway or Pennyfields, or any of the environs of the place, to-morrow
night after ten o'clock, without the fact being reported to me! You
will know at the moment that you step from the limousine that a cyclist
scout, carefully concealed, is close at your heels with a whole troup to
follow; and if, as you suspect, the den adjoins the river bank, a police
cutter will be lying at the nearest available point."
"Eh bien!" said M. Max; then, turning to Denise Ryland and Dr. Cumberly,
and shrugging his shoulders: "you see, frightful as your suspense must
be, to make any foolish arrests to-night, to move in this matter at all
to-night--would be a case of more haste and less speed"...
"But," groaned Cumberly, "is Helen to lie in that foul, unspeakable den
until the small hours of to-morrow morning? Good God! they may"...
"There is one little point," interrupted M. Max with upraised hand,
"which makes it impossible that we should move to-night--quite apart
from the advisability of such a movement.
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