CHAPTER XV
PUZZLING IT OUT
“To begin with,” Captain Brett went on after a long and (to Janet and Marcia) very trying pause, “we’ve something to hold on to in just the date—Sept 25, 1889—and Amoy.”
“What’s Amoy, anyway?” demanded Marcia.
“It’s a large seaport in the province of Fu-kien, China, and I’ve stopped there many a time myself. Then there’s the date of this wedding. Somebody might possibly remember it. There’s just the faintest chance.”
“But there aren’t any names given,” argued Marcia. “And besides, there must be hundreds of Chinese weddings going on all the time. I don’t believe you could find any one who could remember just this particular one!”
“There are one or two things about this you don’t understand, Marcia. First place, I’m almost certain this isn’t any Chinese weddi
