Tarneverro threw back his head and laughed. “Touché!” he cried. “So you are a detective, Mr.—er—”
“The name is Chan,” said the bulky Chinese, grinning broadly. “Inspector Chan, of the Honolulu police—former times Sergeant, but there hag been upheaval in local police department, and I am rewarded far beyond my humble merits. Trap which has just failed so flatly, I add in justice to me personally, was not my idea. I informed Chief it would not work unless you happened to be extreme dull-wit. Since you turn out clever beyond expectation, it did not. No bitter feelings. I pause only to call attention to local ordinance which says men like you must not practice dark arts in this town without obtaining permission. A word being spoken to the wise, I rise to accomplish my exit.”
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