Then, a few minutes later, had
come the three strokes of the gong; and again that unreasonable
dread had assailed him, perhaps because it signalized the capture
of his son, news of which had been immediately telephoned to
Limehouse by Zani Chada's orders.
Certain it is that Kerry left the Eurasian's house in a frame of
mind which was not familiar to him. He was undecided respecting
his next move. A deadly menace underlay Chada's words.
"Consult your wife," he kept muttering to himself. When the door
was opened for him by the Chinese servant, he paused a moment
before going out into the fog. There were men on duty at the
back and at the front of the house. Should he risk all and raid
the place? That Lady Rourke was captive here he no longer
doubted. But it was equally certain that no further harm would
come to her at the hands of her captors, since she had been
traced there and since Zani Chada was well aware of the fact. Of
the whereabouts of Lou Chada he could not be certain. If he was
in the house, they had him.
The door was closed by the Chinaman, and Kerry stood out in the
darkness of the dismal, brick-walled street, feeling something as
nearly akin to dejection as was possible in one of his mercurial
spirit.
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