The Radio Boys on Secret Service Duty

done a fine stroke of business for the govern

ay little parties. The concealed orchestra was playing a popular air. Mr. Temple lea

his sound detector at just the right moment, and catching Inspector Burton before he left fo

," warned Frank. "Som

e table, however, and there was none other near enou

sorry we aren't going to be in

the ball to rolling, and then have to drop ou

reed Bob. "That

le shook

said, "to last you the rest of your lives. Yet here you are lamenting because yo

tters. Then we found this inventor with his sound detector that probably will enable the Secret Service to locate th

e smiled

ery much," he said. "Well, now, which shall i

pessimism of the boys van

l means," said J

," agre

tchet men and gambling club

town is quite civilized now. Nevertheless, I expect we shall find much to int

sing more than 30,000 Chinese. Oriental in every characteristic, with narrow alleys and courts, cellars, sub-cellars and sub-sub-cellars, the dragon roofs of Chinatown lie just below Nob Hill, the old aristocratic quart

ooked around them with delight. In every direction were houses and stores speaking of the Orient. Close at hand on one corner was

ts sides open and passengers facing outward. Below, clear in the m

red Chinamen in baggy pants and blouses shuffling past, their guide was in

his is where I leave you. I'l

him sharply, then

a bit unusua

he has shown you around, you'll find me here, sir, and I'll continue with you. Shall I dismiss the car, sir? You'

Temple. "Here." And he

et. The original guide watched their disappearing figures several min

our split. I wonder what 'Black George' wants

g Chief wants with 'em is his own business. We had our orders t

plied, and th

ome to a halt. The new guide, a capable man of mid

d, "just what woul

astily, looking at the boys. "Just

Bob, aggrievedly. "We

t," said the guide, slyly. "Well, m

the man's tone. Neverthe

" he said

Jack and Frank, the guide brought them presentl

temple, you know. Follow me single file. It's dar

t from the street over their shoulders. Presently, the close walls on either hand turned sharply to the r

t to a Joss House in Chinatown once years ag

"The place is just ahead here th

started to protest, but at that moment the guide turned and grappled with him while a

muffled their outcries and prevented the boys and Mr. Temple from directing their blows. Taken altogether by surprise, they were quickly

oved threateningl

said a voice in the darkness, "but i

stness about the tone

-" gasped Mr. Temple, wh

id his guard.

d until a door in a wall was reached. Through this they entered a corridor even blacker than the cou

and a slanting almond eye stared out unwinkingly. The man with the flashlight advanced, ut

halted before a second door. The procedure was similar to that

n descending. It seemed to the boys as if they had stumbled down so many various flights of steps that they must be in the very bowels of the eart

y lighted room of Or

was an old Chinaman. The other wore a sinister s