You will see the Chinese children dance and perform; the Chinese women at their household tasks; the joss, the shrine of his hallowed ancestors, at which Chang Foo here worships; and you will enter the most famous opium den in the United States.

Now, if you will all keep close together, we will make a start." In spite of his desperate situation, Jimmie Dale smiled a little whimsically.

Yes; they would see it all--UPSTAIRS! The same old bunk dished out night after night at so much a head--and the nervous little schoolma'am of uncertain age, who fidgeted now beside him, would go back somewhere down in Maine and shiver while she related her "wider experiences" in tremulous whispers into the shocked ears of envious other maiden ladies of equally uncertain age.

The same old bunk--and a profitable one for Chang Foo for more reasons than one.

It was dust in the eyes of the police.