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〃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 slight interest。 Presently he squeaked a brief reply。 Chan resumed his flow of talk。 Occasionally he paused； and Lau Ho spoke。 In a few moments Chan turned beaming。
〃Story are now pletely extracted like aching tooth；〃 he said。 〃Wrist watch was brought to Lau Ho on Thursday； same week as murder。 Offered him on sale by young man darkly colored with small knife scar marring cheek。 Lau Ho buy and repair watch； interior works being in injured state。 Saturday morning he sell at seemly profit to Japanese； presumably this Okoda here but Lau Ho will not swear。 Saturday night dark young man appear much overwhelmed with excitement and demand watch again； please。 Lau Ho say it is sold to Japanese。 Which Japanese？ Lau Ho is not aware of name； and can not describe； all Japanese faces being uninteresting outlook for him。 Dark young man curse and fly。 Appear frequently demanding any news； but Lau Ho is unable to oblige。 Such are story of this jewel merchant here。〃
They went out on the street。 Hallet scowled at the Japanese man。 〃All right … run along。 I'll keep the watch。〃
〃Very thankful；〃 said the taxi driver； and leaped into his car。
Hallet turned to Chan。 〃A dark young man with a scar？〃 he queried。
〃Clear enough to me；〃 Chan answered。 〃Same are the Spaniard Jose Cabrera； careless man about town with reputation not so savory。 Mr。 Winterslip； is it that you have forgotten him？〃
John Quincy started。 〃Me？ Did I ever see him？〃
〃Recall；〃 said Chan。 〃It are the night following murder。 You and I linger in All American Restaurant engaged in debate regarding hygiene of pie。 Door open； admitting Bowker； steward on President Tyler； joyously full of okolehau。 With him are dark young man … this Jose Cabrera himself。〃
〃Oh； I remember now；〃 John Quincy answered。
〃Well； the Spaniard's easy to pick up；〃 said Hallet。 〃I'll have him inside an hour …〃
〃One moment； please；〃 interposed Chan。 〃To…morrow morning at nine o'clock the President Tyler return from Orient。 No gambler myself but will wager increditable sum Spaniard waits on dock for Mr。 Bowker。 If you present no fierce objection； I have a yearning to arrest him at that very moment。〃
〃Why； of course；〃 agreed Hallet。 He looked keenly at Charlie Chan。 〃Charlie； you old rascal； you've got the scent at last。〃
〃Who … me？〃 grinned Chan。 〃With your gracious permission I would alter the picture。 Stone walls are crumbling now like dust。 Through many loopholes light stream in like rosy streaks of dawn。〃
CHAPTER XXI
The Stone Walls Crumble
THE STONE WALLS were crumbling and the light streaming through … but only for Chan。 John Quincy was still groping in the dark； and his reflections were a little bitter as he returned to the house at Waikiki。 Chan and he had worked together； but now that they approached the crisis of their efforts； the detective evidently preferred to push on alone； leaving his fellow…worker to follow if he could。 Well； so be it … but John Quincy's pride was touched。
He had suddenly a keen desire to show Chan that he could not be left behind like that。 If only he could； by some inspirational flash of deductive reasoning； arrive at the solution of the mystery simultaneously with the detective。 For the honor of Boston and the Winterslips。
Frowning deeply； he considered all the old discarded clues again。 The people who had been under suspicion and then dropped … Egan； the pton woman； Brade； Kaohla； Leatherbee； Saladine； Cope。 He even considered several the investigation had not touched。 Presently he came to Bowker。 What did Bowker's reappearance mean？
For the first time in two weeks he thought of the little…man with the fierce pompadour and the gold…rimmed eyeglasses。 Bowker with his sorrowful talk of vanished bar…rooms and lost friends behind the bar。 How was the steward on the President Tyler connected with the murder of Dan Winterslip？ He had not done it himself； that was obvious； but in some way he was linked up with the crime。 John Quincy spent a long and painful period seeking to join Bowker up with one or another of the suspects。 It couldn't be done。
All through that Tuesday evening the boy puzzled； so silent and distrait that Miss Minerva finally gave him up and retired to her room with a book。 He awoke on Wednesday morning with the problem no nearer solution。
Barbara was due to arrive at ten o'clock from Kauai； and taking the small car； John Quincy went down…town to meet her。 Pausing at the bank to cash a check； he encountered his old shipmate on the President Tyler； the sprightly Madame Maynard。
〃I really shouldn't speak to you；〃 she said。 〃You never e to see me。〃
〃I know；〃 he answered。 〃But I've been so very busy。〃
〃So I hear。 Running round with policemen and their victims。 I have no doubt you'll go back to Boston and report we're all criminals and cutthroats out here。〃
〃Oh； hardly that。〃
〃Yes； you will。 You're getting a very biased view of Honolulu。 Why not stoop to associate with a respectable person now and then？〃
〃I'd enjoy it … if they're all like you。〃
〃Like me？ They're much more intelligent and charming than I am。 Some of them are dropping in at my house tonight for an informal little party。 A bit of a chat； and then a moonlight swim。 Won't you e too？〃
〃I want to； of course；〃 John Quincy replied。 〃But there's Cousin Dan …〃
Her eyes flashed。 〃I'll say it； even if he was your relative。 Ten minutes of mourning for Cousin Dan is ample。 I'll be looking for you。〃
John Quincy laughed。 〃I'll e。〃
〃Do；〃 she answered。 〃And bring your Aunt Minerva。 Tell her I said she might as well be dead as hog…tied by convention。〃
John Quincy went out to the corner of Fort and King Streets； near which he had parked the car。 As he was about to climb into it； he paused。 A familiar figure was jauntily crossing the street。 The figure of Bowker； the steward； and with him was Willie Chan； demon back…stopper of the Pacific。
〃Hello； Bowker；〃 John Quincy called。
Mr。 Bowker came blithely to join him。 〃Well； well； well。 My old friend Mr。 Winterslip。 Shake hands with William Chan； the local Ty Cobb。〃
〃Mr。 Chan and I have met before；〃 John