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THE FATE JOSS
Maxwell Grant
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? CHAPTER I. THE SHADOW'S QUEST
? CHAPTER II. SEEKERS OF THE JOSS
? CHAPTER III. DOCTOR ROY TAM
? CHAPTER IV. THE MIGHTY JOSS
? CHAPTER V. MOVES IN THE NIGHT
? CHAPTER VI. MURDER AT MIDNIGHT
? CHAPTER VII. THE JOSS RETURNS
? CHAPTER VIII. ONE HALF HOUR
? CHAPTER IX. THE VANISHED JOSS
? CHAPTER X. THE GUARDED JOSS
? CHAPTER XI. YAT SOON LEARNS
? CHAPTER XII. THE CRAFT OF DOCTOR TAM
? CHAPTER XIII. BROUGHT FROM BONDAGE
? CHAPTER XIV. THE LOOKOUT POST
? CHAPTER XV. THE MANDARIN'S GUESTS
? CHAPTER XVI. THE SHADOW'S RETURN
? CHAPTER XVII. THE SHADOW INVADES
? CHAPTER XVIII. THE ALLIANCE
? CHAPTER XIX. THE SHADOW'S TRICK
? CHAPTER XX. THE LAST GUEST
? CHAPTER XXI. THE SHADOW'S TEST
? CHAPTER XXII. WITHIN THE TEMPLE
? CHAPTER XXIII. THE JOSS CULT MEETS
? CHAPTER XXIV. THE SHADOW DECREES
CHAPTER I. THE SHADOW'S QUEST
CHINATOWN'S lights were aglow. Beneath the sultry night they formed an exotic glare throughout this
bizarre section of Manhattan. A city within a city, Chinatown was a splash of Oriental splendor centered
within drab surroundings.

Blobbed blackness fringed the Chinese quarter. To those who approached Chinatown's center, there
were darkened stretches to be passed through, secluded thoroughfares that gave no indication of the
brilliance that lay ahead.

To ordinary visitors, those outlying regions offered no significance; but to those who knew the ways of
Chinatown, the fringing borders were important. They were like the suburbs of a miniature metropolis.
Though they seemed no part of Chinatown, they were actually inhabited by quiet, retiring Celestials, the
overflow of those who dwelt in the quarter itself.
Blackened windows above obscure thoroughfares. Any one of those casements might be a lookout spot
for spying eyes. On many nights; passers might traverse these streets unnoticed; but on this sultry evening,
slanty eyes were sure to be on observation duty.

For Chinatown had begun to seethe beneath its surface of placidity. It had become an area of rumor,
wherein cautious voices babbled their high-pitched dialects. Mystery was afoot; and those who talked of
it were wise to confide only in their closest associates.