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CHAPTER 2 They were past the thick of the mob now and they dodged rapidly among the cottages until the clamor of police fell away to a murmur behind them, and they swung out onto the narrow, dark street which led back toward the heart of Honolulu. For ten minutes they strode along without a word. Under the light of a street lamp they stopped of one accord. "I'm McTee." "I'm Harrigan." The gripping of the hands was more than fellowship; it was like a test of strength which left e