〃That's a pretty weak explanation；〃 remarked John Quincy severely。 〃You've been responsible for a lot of wasted time。〃
〃It … it wasn't my only reason；〃 said Miss Minerva softly。
〃Oh … I'm glad to hear that。 Go on。〃
〃Somehow； I couldn't bring myself to link up that call of Captain Cope's with … a murder mystery。〃
Another silence。 And suddenly … he was never dense … John Quincy understood。
〃He told me you were very beautiful in the 'eighties；〃 said the boy gently。 〃The captain； I mean。 When I met him in that San Francisco club。〃
Miss Minerva laid her own hand on the boy's。 When she spoke her voice； which he had always thought firm and sharp； trembled a little。 〃On this beach in my girlhood；〃 she said； 〃happiness was within my grasp。 I had only to reach out and take it。 But somehow … Boston … Boston held me back。 I let my happiness slip away。〃
〃Not too late yet；〃 suggested John Quincy。
She shook her head。 〃So he tried to tell me that Monday afternoon。 But there was something in his tone … I may be in Hawaii； but I'm not quite mad。 Youth； John Quincy； youth doesn't return； whatever they may say out here。〃 She pressed his hand； and stood。 〃If your chance es； dear boy；〃 she added； 〃don't be such a fool。〃
She moved hastily away through the garden； and John Quincy looked after her with a new affection in his eyes。
Presently he saw the yellow glare of a match beyond the wire。 Amos again； still loitering under his algaroba tree。 John Quincy rose and strolled over to him。
〃Hello； Cousin Amos；〃 he said。 〃When are you going to take down this fence？〃
〃Oh； I'll get round to it some time；〃 Amos answered。 〃By the way； I wanted to ask you。 Any new developments？〃
〃Several；〃 John Quincy told him。 〃But nothing that gets us anywhere。 So far as I can see； the case has blown up pletely。〃
〃Well； I've been thinking it over；〃 Amos said。 〃Maybe that would be the best oute； after all。 Suppose they do discover who did for Dan … it may only reveal a new scandal； worse than any of the others。〃
〃I'll take a chance on that；〃 replied John Quincy。 〃For my part； I intend to see this thing through …〃
Haku came briskly through the garden。 〃Cable message for Mr。 John Quincy Winterslip。 Boy say collect。 Requests money。〃
John Quincy followed quickly to the front door。 A bored small boy awaited him。 He paid the sum due and tore open the cable。 It was signed by the postmaster at Des Moines； and it read：
〃No one named Saladine ever heard of here。〃
John Quincy dashed to the telephone。 Some one on duty at the station informed him that Chan had gone home； and gave him an address on Punchbowl Hill。 He got out the roadster； and in five minutes more was speeding toward the city。
CHAPTER XIX
〃Good…By； Pete！〃
CHARLIE CHAN lived in a bungalow that clung precariously to the side of Punchbowl Hill。 Pausing a moment at the gate； John Quincy looked down on Honolulu； one great gorgeous garden set in an amphitheater of mountains。 A beautiful picture； but he had no time for beauty now。 He hurried up the brief walk that lay in the shadow of the palm trees。
A Chinese woman … a servant； she seemed … ushered him into Chan's dimly…lighted living…room。 The detective was seated at a table playing chess； he rose with dignity when he saw his visitor。 In this； his hour of ease； he wore a long loose robe of dark purple silk； which fitted closely at the neck and had wide sleeves。 Beneath it showed wide trousers of the same material； and on his feet were shoes of silk； with thick felt soles。 He was all Oriental now； suave and ingratiating but remote； and for the first time John Quincy was really conscious of the great gulf across which he and Chan shook hands。
〃You do my lowly house immense honor；〃 Charlie said。 〃This proud moment are made still more proud by opportunity to introduce my eldest son。〃 He motioned for his opponent at chess to step forward； a slim sallow boy with amber eyes … Chan himself before he put on weight。 〃Mr。 John Quincy Winterslip； of Boston； kindly condescend to notice Henry Chan。 When you appear I am giving him lesson at chess so he may play in such manner as not to tarnish honored name。〃
The boy bowed low； evidently he was one member of the younger generation who had a deep respect for his elders。 John Quincy also bowed。 〃Your father is my very good friend；〃 he said。 〃And from now on； you are too。〃
Chan beamed with pleasure。 〃Condescend to sit on this atrocious chair。 Is it possible you bring news？〃
〃It certainly is；〃 smiled John Quincy。 He handed over the message from the postmaster at Des Moines。
〃Most interesting；〃 said Chan。 〃Do I hear impressive chug of rich automobile engine in street？〃
〃Yes； I came in the car；〃 John Quincy replied。
〃Good。 We will hasten at once to home of Captain Hallet； not far away。 I beg of you to pardon my disappearance while I don more appropriate costume。〃
Left alone with the boy； John Quincy sought a topic of conversation。 〃Play baseball？〃 he asked。
The boy's eyes glowed。 〃Not very good； but I hope to improve。 My cousin Willie Chan is great expert at that game。 He has promised to teach me。〃
John Quincy glanced about the room。 On the back wall hung a scroll with felicitations； the gift of some friend of the family at New Year's。 Opposite him； on another wall； was a single picture； painted on silk； representing a bird on an apple bough。 Charmed by its simplicity； he went over to examine it。 〃That's beautiful〃 he said。
〃Quoting old Chinese saying； a picture is a voiceless poem；〃 replied the boy。
Beneath the picture stood a square table； flanked by straight； low…backed armchairs。 On other elaborately carved teakwood stands distributed about the room were blue and white vases； porcelain wine jars； dwarfed trees。 Pale golden lanterns hung from the ceiling； a soft…toned rug lay on the floor。 John Quincy felt again the gulf between himself and Charlie Chan。
But when the detective returned； he wore the conventional garb of Los Angeles or Detroit； and the gulf did not seem so wide。 They went out together and entering the roadster； drove to Hallet's house on Iolani Avenue。
The captain lolled in pajamas on his lanai。 He greeted his callers with interest。
〃You boys are out late；〃 he said。 〃Something doing？〃
〃Certainly is；〃 replied John Quincy； taking a proffered chair。 〃There's a man named Saladine …〃
At mention of the name； Hallet looked at him keenly。 John Quincy went on to tell what he knew of Saladine； his alleged place of residence； his business； the tragedy of the lost teeth。
〃Some time ago we got on to the fact that every time Kaohla figured in the investigation； Saladine was interested。 He managed to be at the desk of the Reef and Palm the day Kaohla inquired for Brade。 On the night Kaohla was questioned by your men； Miss Egan saw Mr。 Saladine crouching outside the window。 So Charlie and I thought it a good scheme to send a cable of inquiry to the postmaster at Des Moines； where Saladine claimed to be in the wholesale grocery business。〃 He handed an envelope to Hallet。 〃That answer arrived to…night；〃 he added。
An odd smile had appeared on Hallet's usually solemn face。 He took the cable and read it； then slowly tore it into bits。
〃Forget it； boys；〃 he said calmly。
〃Wha … what！〃 gasped John Quincy。
〃I said forget it。 I like your enterprise； but you're on the wrong trail there。〃
John Quincy was greatly annoyed。 〃I demand an explanation；〃 he cried。
〃I can't give it to you；〃 Hallet answered。 〃You'll have to take my word for it。〃
〃I've taken your word for a good many things；〃 said John Quincy hotly。 〃This begins to look rather suspicious to me。 Are you trying to shield somebody？〃
Hallet rose and laid his hand on John Quincy's shoulder。 〃I've had a hard day；〃 he remarked； 〃and I'm not going to get angry with you。 I'm not trying to shield anybody。 I'm as anxious as you are to discover who killed Dan Winterslip。 More anxious； perhaps。〃
〃Yet when we bring you evidence you tear it up …〃
〃Bring me the right evidence；〃 said Hallet。 〃Bring me that wrist watch。 I can promise you action then。〃
John Quincy was impressed by the sincerity in his tone。 But he was sadly puzzled； too。 〃All right；〃 he said； 〃that's