I half advanced, paused irresolute, and then drew back.

"You may precede me," I said. "I will again be candid. I do not trust

you;" and I stood aside for him to pass, and took the handle of the

door, which opened towards me, in my left hand.

He laughed quietly again, and turned and faced me.

"An excess of caution is bad diplomacy, madame," he said, "for it

creates suspicion. If I did not know how impossible it was, I should

think you still had designs upon the seal."

With another soft chuckle he passed on and entered the doorway; and then

like a flash, the instant his back was turned, I caught his silk

embroidered robe in my right hand, and with my left flung to the door

and locked it.

There was a guttural exclamation from within as he tried to tear his

gown free, but my glance fell upon the Oriental knife that I had used

before, and, holding the silk in my hand, with a slash I cut it through,

and the seal, which lay in the corner of the deep pocket, was again in

my possession.

Ling Wen was beating furiously upon the panels, so I took the precaution

of locking the outer door as I departed, and descended the stairs,

elated with a feeling of supreme contentment, for was not my promise to

Monsieur Roche amply and well fulfilled?

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