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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Dream Odie Books presents the Pirates of Shan a Rick
Brandt's science adventure story Dangerous Discovery.
Speaker 2 (00:07):
By Harold L. Goodwin, Chapter six, The Man in the
Red Fez. The famous tropical port of Zamboanga lived up
to its reputation as an exotic place. As the taxi
carried the spindrifters from the airport past the waterfront area,
Rick saw bright colored sails mixed with a drab steel
(00:30):
of cargo ships. There were many Moros, but Christian Filipinos
seemed to be in the majority. Taxi took them to
the Bayat's Hotel, a rambling, picturesque affair only two stories high.
Noted for the best food in the Sulusi region, the
hotel was almost overgrown with orchids and lush tropical creepers.
(00:52):
As the three checked in, Zirkon began asking questions of
the man at the desk. You had doctor Briotti and
doctor Shannona's guests. I believe yes, they stayed here for
two days. I read of their disappearance. Incredible. Can you
tell us if they had any visitors? I recall none,
Rick asked, did anyone show unusual interest in them? Not
(01:17):
that one could notice. You realize Americans are not an
unusual sight. There are a number who live here. Do
you know their moro guide, Scotty queried, I did.
Speaker 3 (01:29):
Not know him.
Speaker 2 (01:30):
I saw him, however, he was an unusual type in
what way? Zurkhon asked quickly. He spoke no chepakuna. When
I asked him about this, he said he was brought
up on Tawi Tawi, where chabakuna is not spoken.
Speaker 3 (01:47):
I might have believed this except for one other thing.
Speaker 2 (01:50):
Yes, Zirkon prompted, He spoke excellent Spanish, which also is
not spoken on Tawi Tawi.
Speaker 3 (01:59):
Rick asked, thought you think he might not have been
a moro? The man shrug? What is a moro?
Speaker 2 (02:05):
It is simply a Filipino of a different religion and,
to some extent, a different.
Speaker 3 (02:10):
Way of life.
Speaker 2 (02:11):
An educated Moro is like any other educated Filipino. I
cannot say if this guide was a Moro.
Speaker 3 (02:17):
He said he was.
Speaker 2 (02:19):
Zirkon nodded his understanding. Do you know if they hired
him here?
Speaker 3 (02:23):
They did?
Speaker 2 (02:24):
I mean in this city, not in my hotel. I
believe they met him on the waterfront. Rick had seen
at once that the man was not a Filipino, and
he thought he recognized the accent is Spanish.
Speaker 3 (02:37):
He asked, are you the manager?
Speaker 2 (02:40):
Yes, I may say these questions you have asked have
already been answered by me to Captain Limb of the Constablary.
Perhaps he can help you. We intend to see him.
Zurkon replied, is his office nearby? No, you will need
a car, which I will arrange. He is at the
Fort Nuestro signor de we call it simply Fort Pilar.
(03:03):
Now I will show you to your rooms. Zircon had
gotten a room to himself, whilst Rick and Scotti shared one.
The rooms were small, and, like all tropical hotel rooms,
sparsely varnished, but adequate.
Speaker 3 (03:15):
The three changed.
Speaker 2 (03:16):
Clothes quickly and got into their comfortable khaki trousers and shirts.
When they returned to the lobby, the manager had a
car waiting, with one of the hotel employees to drive it.
Fort Pillar was a tremendous mass of hand cut stone,
many feet thick, pierced from muskets and cannon. It was
obviously Spanish in design and very old. The walls were
(03:39):
covered with creepers and palms had sprung up on what
had once been a parade ground. Visible beyond the fort
were the clear waters of Basilian Strait. A sentry took
them to Captain Dio Sidado Limb, who greeted them courteously
and scanned the letter they had brought from Colonel Roja.
We are at your service, the captain said formally. This
(04:02):
letter makes you more than guests, you are also friends.
Speaker 3 (04:05):
I welcome you. Thank you.
Speaker 2 (04:08):
Captain Sir Khon replied with equal formality. You knew of
our coming from Major Loxon. Yes, we are prepared. We
will send your car back and you will ride into.
Speaker 3 (04:18):
Town with me.
Speaker 2 (04:19):
I will introduce you to the man from whom the
boat was hired. Any news of the boat, Rick asked, hopefully,
not yet. The caesar are big and our outposts are few,
but we hope for good fortune.
Speaker 3 (04:32):
The captain had a stilted way of speaking.
Speaker 2 (04:34):
Rick noted his English was good, but he obviously didn't
speak it often. The officer was young and dark and
looked more Chinese and Filipino. He was probably a mess
to Zo, a person of mixed blood. Zirkon launched into
questions as soon as they got under weigh, and the
captain sedan. It was soon clear that the officer had
(04:54):
little to add to what they already knew. He did say, however,
that AzID Halujah, the Moro Guide, had not been a
local young man, and that the detachment on Tawi Tawi did.
Speaker 3 (05:06):
Not know him.
Speaker 2 (05:08):
No one apparently knew where the guide had come from.
It sounded suspicious to Rick. He might have been a
plant to betray the scientists to the unknown kidnappers. Captain
Lym took them to the boat yard operated by Jose Santos,
a fat, little Filipino who had once served in the
United States Navy. Santos was friendly and very sad about
(05:30):
the scientists. Rick felt he honestly was more disturbed about
the two men than about his missing boat. The Sampaguita,
he said, was a thirty foot auxiliary sloop with white
hull and red sails. It had once been the private
yacht of an American copra planter on Bastilian, who, alas
had been murdered by his Moro field hands. Santos had
(05:53):
not known the Moro Guide and had noticed nothing unusual
about him, and there the interview ended. Rick shook his head.
They were certainly not making progress. Is there anything I
can do? Captain Limb asked, I'm afraid not. Sir con replied,
thank you, captain. If you don't mind, we'll walk back
to the hotel. It's only a short distance, and I'm
(06:14):
sure the boys want to see this part of town.
Speaker 3 (06:17):
I do, of course.
Speaker 2 (06:19):
Anyway, you must be my guest for dinner at the
hotel at ten o'clock. We'll be delighted. Zurkon answered, Will
you go back to the fort now? No, if you
want me, I will be at home behind the hotel.
It is a small white cottage. The three waved goodbye,
then turned toward the Teeming Wharf area, which was also
the town's market place. Just beyond the breakwater, native outrigger
(06:42):
boats with bright colored sails in stripes and patterns swept
by in a kind of convoy. Scottie asked an elderly
Filipino who was watching, Sir, may I ask the name
of that kind of boat. The Filipino smiled colorful. Yes,
they are Moro boats from Sulusi. They come to sell fish.
(07:04):
Scotty thanked him, and the three walked slowly through the
marketplace by unspoken consent. They said nothing about their problem.
All of them knew they had reached a dead end,
and none knew where to go.
Speaker 3 (07:16):
From this point.
Speaker 2 (07:17):
They stopped once to watch two fighting cocks sparring with
shielded spurs a few yards away. They stopped once more
at a fruit venders stall. Many of the fruits were
new and strange. They took a moment to learn about
them from the vendor. There were mangostins not related to mangoes,
with red husks and pure white fruit, lanzones that looked
(07:41):
like clusters of brown plums, foul smelling but tasty, duran
star apples, and several varieties of banana, none of which
looked like the Central American variety. Rick tried a mangoestine.
He passed sections of the white fruit to Scotti and Zirkhon,
then bit into his. It was cool, tart, and delicious,
(08:04):
unlike anything he'd ever tasted before. He decided he could
become a mangostein addict in no time and started back
to buy a bagfull. A low comment from Scotty stopped him.
We've picked up a friend. He's been with us for
the past ten minutes. Let's stop at this hand and
look at the basket, Zircon invited, casually, They did so,
(08:27):
and pretended great interest in the huge variety of woven wear.
While Scotty maneuvered to look back the way they had come.
Rick saw his pal's face changed, and Scotty fingered a
basket and used it as a cover while talking. It's
nice to find a familiar face in a strange place,
Scotty said, believe it or not, it's the man in
the red fez who trailed us in Manila. Are you certain,
(08:51):
Sirkon asked swiftly, Yes, it isn't just the fez, it's
the face. Besides, he's wearing the same clothes. Zircon's normally
loud voice dropped to a whisper. Lay a play on, Scotty,
we'll mouse trap him. I have a few questions I'd
like to ask. All right, let's move on and look
for a place. This is too crowded. They sauntered on elaborately, casual,
(09:15):
stopping now and then to examine goods in an open
market stall, or to marvel at the colors of fish
offered for sale. Rick wondered about the man in the
red Fez, since he had trailed them in Manila and
had come all the way to Zambawanga. His interest in
them must be linked to the missing scientists. Maybe if
the man would talk, they could finally learn something of value.
(09:38):
Rick kept his eyes open, watching for a likely place
to set a trap. He saw that the marketplace ended
in an open park that ran along both sides of
the street leading from the wharves into town. Up the
street where the park ended, he saw a big warehouse
marked with the name Manuel Wee Sit and Company. That
shed is the best bet, Scotty said, So let's step
(10:01):
it up a little walk to the end of the warehouse,
then go around the corner look for a doorway in
which we can wait for him. The three walked faster,
but only as a tourist might do who had left
an interesting area and wanted to go elsewhere. They passed
the end of the warehouse and rounded the corner. There
was an open shed type door there, and seated in
front of it on a nail keg was an elderly Chinese,
(10:24):
smoking his water pipe and getting the afternoon sun. He
didn't look up at the three Americans step into the doorway.
Scotty said swiftly. The old man must be dreaming about
something he won't bother us.
Speaker 3 (10:37):
It was cool and dim in the warehouse.
Speaker 2 (10:39):
Rick saw flower barrels and case after case of canned food,
many with American brand names. Scotty took a position just
inside the door where he could watch through the opening.
Speaker 3 (10:49):
In a moment, he tensed, ready to spring.
Speaker 2 (10:52):
Rick saw the Morrow's shadow just as Scotty leapt Rick
ran out zircon right behind him in time to see
Scotty confront them. The man's eyes widened, his hand flashed
to his sash with the speed of a striking snake,
and emerged with a short dagger, a vicious thing with
a wavy blade like a Chris. Scotty didn't hesitate. He
(11:14):
let go with a punch that had his powerful shoulder
behind it. But fast as Scotty was, the Moro dodged,
then lunged forward with a knife. Rick sprang forward to
help that Scotty was ready. The boy stepped to one
side and in the same motion grabbed the wrist that
held the knife. He doubled the moro's arm back, twisting.
At the same time, Rick ran to pick up the
(11:35):
knife as it fell. The Moro hadn't given up. He
kicked out his foot, catching Scotty under the armpit, breaking
his hold. The Moro broke free and started to run
get him, Sircon bellowed. Scotty dove, both hands outstretched, and
Rick right behind him. One of Scotty's hands caught the
Morrow by shirt and jacket, stopping him long enough for
(11:57):
the other hand to get a grip too. The Moro
plunged wildly and the clothing ripped loose. By then Rick
was in position. He delivered a judo chop to the
side of the Moro's neck. The man slumped to the ground,
the red fez dropping into the dust. For the first time,
Rick got a good look at the Moro's back, where
Scotty's frantic grab had barred it. The man was tattooed
(12:20):
with a strange design. A moro crisp was crossed with
a barrang, and both weapons dripped blood. Above the knives
in bright blue ink was a symbol composed of a
short horizontal line from which three vertical lines rose. The
middle vertical line was slightly taller than the other two
sounds smote Rick's ears. He turned swiftly and saw that
(12:42):
the old Chinese had come to frightened life. The old
Man's eyes were open wide, staring at the tattoo design.
His mouth was open, and he was wailing at such
a high pitch that Rick flinched. Then the old man
babbled something and ran, like one possessed, into the shelter
of the warehouse. Gotti stared after him in amazement. What
(13:02):
got into him? He ran as though he'd got a
sudden look at the devil. Zircon hauled the groggy Morrow
to his feet. Possibly he did, the physicist stated, he
pointed to the symbol. This looks like a Chinese character.
Perhaps the old man recognized it. Swift excitement ran through Rick.
If he did, maybe we've just hit the check bot.
(13:27):
End of chapter six.
Speaker 1 (13:29):
Dream Odia Books hopes you have enjoyed this program.
Dream Odie Books presents the Pirates of Shan a Rick
Brandt's science adventure story Dangerous Discovery.
Speaker 2 (00:07):
By Harold L. Goodwin, Chapter six, The Man in the
Red Fez. The famous tropical port of Zamboanga lived up
to its reputation as an exotic place. As the taxi
carried the spindrifters from the airport past the waterfront area,
Rick saw bright colored sails mixed with a drab steel
(00:30):
of cargo ships. There were many Moros, but Christian Filipinos
seemed to be in the majority. Taxi took them to
the Bayat's Hotel, a rambling, picturesque affair only two stories high.
Noted for the best food in the Sulusi region, the
hotel was almost overgrown with orchids and lush tropical creepers.
(00:52):
As the three checked in, Zirkon began asking questions of
the man at the desk. You had doctor Briotti and
doctor Shannona's guests. I believe yes, they stayed here for
two days. I read of their disappearance. Incredible. Can you
tell us if they had any visitors? I recall none,
Rick asked, did anyone show unusual interest in them? Not
(01:17):
that one could notice. You realize Americans are not an
unusual sight. There are a number who live here. Do
you know their moro guide, Scotty queried, I did.
Speaker 3 (01:29):
Not know him.
Speaker 2 (01:30):
I saw him, however, he was an unusual type in
what way? Zurkhon asked quickly. He spoke no chepakuna. When
I asked him about this, he said he was brought
up on Tawi Tawi, where chabakuna is not spoken.
Speaker 3 (01:47):
I might have believed this except for one other thing.
Speaker 2 (01:50):
Yes, Zirkon prompted, He spoke excellent Spanish, which also is
not spoken on Tawi Tawi.
Speaker 3 (01:59):
Rick asked, thought you think he might not have been
a moro? The man shrug? What is a moro?
Speaker 2 (02:05):
It is simply a Filipino of a different religion and,
to some extent, a different.
Speaker 3 (02:10):
Way of life.
Speaker 2 (02:11):
An educated Moro is like any other educated Filipino. I
cannot say if this guide was a Moro.
Speaker 3 (02:17):
He said he was.
Speaker 2 (02:19):
Zirkon nodded his understanding. Do you know if they hired
him here?
Speaker 3 (02:23):
They did?
Speaker 2 (02:24):
I mean in this city, not in my hotel. I
believe they met him on the waterfront. Rick had seen
at once that the man was not a Filipino, and
he thought he recognized the accent is Spanish.
Speaker 3 (02:37):
He asked, are you the manager?
Speaker 2 (02:40):
Yes, I may say these questions you have asked have
already been answered by me to Captain Limb of the Constablary.
Perhaps he can help you. We intend to see him.
Zurkon replied, is his office nearby? No, you will need
a car, which I will arrange. He is at the
Fort Nuestro signor de we call it simply Fort Pilar.
(03:03):
Now I will show you to your rooms. Zircon had
gotten a room to himself, whilst Rick and Scotti shared one.
The rooms were small, and, like all tropical hotel rooms,
sparsely varnished, but adequate.
Speaker 3 (03:15):
The three changed.
Speaker 2 (03:16):
Clothes quickly and got into their comfortable khaki trousers and shirts.
When they returned to the lobby, the manager had a
car waiting, with one of the hotel employees to drive it.
Fort Pillar was a tremendous mass of hand cut stone,
many feet thick, pierced from muskets and cannon. It was
obviously Spanish in design and very old. The walls were
(03:39):
covered with creepers and palms had sprung up on what
had once been a parade ground. Visible beyond the fort
were the clear waters of Basilian Strait. A sentry took
them to Captain Dio Sidado Limb, who greeted them courteously
and scanned the letter they had brought from Colonel Roja.
We are at your service, the captain said formally. This
(04:02):
letter makes you more than guests, you are also friends.
Speaker 3 (04:05):
I welcome you. Thank you.
Speaker 2 (04:08):
Captain Sir Khon replied with equal formality. You knew of
our coming from Major Loxon. Yes, we are prepared. We
will send your car back and you will ride into.
Speaker 3 (04:18):
Town with me.
Speaker 2 (04:19):
I will introduce you to the man from whom the
boat was hired. Any news of the boat, Rick asked, hopefully,
not yet. The caesar are big and our outposts are few,
but we hope for good fortune.
Speaker 3 (04:32):
The captain had a stilted way of speaking.
Speaker 2 (04:34):
Rick noted his English was good, but he obviously didn't
speak it often. The officer was young and dark and
looked more Chinese and Filipino. He was probably a mess
to Zo, a person of mixed blood. Zirkon launched into
questions as soon as they got under weigh, and the
captain sedan. It was soon clear that the officer had
(04:54):
little to add to what they already knew. He did say, however,
that AzID Halujah, the Moro Guide, had not been a
local young man, and that the detachment on Tawi Tawi did.
Speaker 3 (05:06):
Not know him.
Speaker 2 (05:08):
No one apparently knew where the guide had come from.
It sounded suspicious to Rick. He might have been a
plant to betray the scientists to the unknown kidnappers. Captain
Lym took them to the boat yard operated by Jose Santos,
a fat, little Filipino who had once served in the
United States Navy. Santos was friendly and very sad about
(05:30):
the scientists. Rick felt he honestly was more disturbed about
the two men than about his missing boat. The Sampaguita,
he said, was a thirty foot auxiliary sloop with white
hull and red sails. It had once been the private
yacht of an American copra planter on Bastilian, who, alas
had been murdered by his Moro field hands. Santos had
(05:53):
not known the Moro Guide and had noticed nothing unusual
about him, and there the interview ended. Rick shook his head.
They were certainly not making progress. Is there anything I
can do? Captain Limb asked, I'm afraid not. Sir con replied,
thank you, captain. If you don't mind, we'll walk back
to the hotel. It's only a short distance, and I'm
(06:14):
sure the boys want to see this part of town.
Speaker 3 (06:17):
I do, of course.
Speaker 2 (06:19):
Anyway, you must be my guest for dinner at the
hotel at ten o'clock. We'll be delighted. Zurkon answered, Will
you go back to the fort now? No, if you
want me, I will be at home behind the hotel.
It is a small white cottage. The three waved goodbye,
then turned toward the Teeming Wharf area, which was also
the town's market place. Just beyond the breakwater, native outrigger
(06:42):
boats with bright colored sails in stripes and patterns swept
by in a kind of convoy. Scottie asked an elderly
Filipino who was watching, Sir, may I ask the name
of that kind of boat. The Filipino smiled colorful. Yes,
they are Moro boats from Sulusi. They come to sell fish.
(07:04):
Scotty thanked him, and the three walked slowly through the
marketplace by unspoken consent. They said nothing about their problem.
All of them knew they had reached a dead end,
and none knew where to go.
Speaker 3 (07:16):
From this point.
Speaker 2 (07:17):
They stopped once to watch two fighting cocks sparring with
shielded spurs a few yards away. They stopped once more
at a fruit venders stall. Many of the fruits were
new and strange. They took a moment to learn about
them from the vendor. There were mangostins not related to mangoes,
with red husks and pure white fruit, lanzones that looked
(07:41):
like clusters of brown plums, foul smelling but tasty, duran
star apples, and several varieties of banana, none of which
looked like the Central American variety. Rick tried a mangoestine.
He passed sections of the white fruit to Scotti and Zirkhon,
then bit into his. It was cool, tart, and delicious,
(08:04):
unlike anything he'd ever tasted before. He decided he could
become a mangostein addict in no time and started back
to buy a bagfull. A low comment from Scotty stopped him.
We've picked up a friend. He's been with us for
the past ten minutes. Let's stop at this hand and
look at the basket, Zircon invited, casually, They did so,
(08:27):
and pretended great interest in the huge variety of woven wear.
While Scotty maneuvered to look back the way they had come.
Rick saw his pal's face changed, and Scotty fingered a
basket and used it as a cover while talking. It's
nice to find a familiar face in a strange place,
Scotty said, believe it or not, it's the man in
the red fez who trailed us in Manila. Are you certain,
(08:51):
Sirkon asked swiftly, Yes, it isn't just the fez, it's
the face. Besides, he's wearing the same clothes. Zircon's normally
loud voice dropped to a whisper. Lay a play on, Scotty,
we'll mouse trap him. I have a few questions I'd
like to ask. All right, let's move on and look
for a place. This is too crowded. They sauntered on elaborately, casual,
(09:15):
stopping now and then to examine goods in an open
market stall, or to marvel at the colors of fish
offered for sale. Rick wondered about the man in the
red Fez, since he had trailed them in Manila and
had come all the way to Zambawanga. His interest in
them must be linked to the missing scientists. Maybe if
the man would talk, they could finally learn something of value.
(09:38):
Rick kept his eyes open, watching for a likely place
to set a trap. He saw that the marketplace ended
in an open park that ran along both sides of
the street leading from the wharves into town. Up the
street where the park ended, he saw a big warehouse
marked with the name Manuel Wee Sit and Company. That
shed is the best bet, Scotty said, So let's step
(10:01):
it up a little walk to the end of the warehouse,
then go around the corner look for a doorway in
which we can wait for him. The three walked faster,
but only as a tourist might do who had left
an interesting area and wanted to go elsewhere. They passed
the end of the warehouse and rounded the corner. There
was an open shed type door there, and seated in
front of it on a nail keg was an elderly Chinese,
(10:24):
smoking his water pipe and getting the afternoon sun. He
didn't look up at the three Americans step into the doorway.
Scotty said swiftly. The old man must be dreaming about
something he won't bother us.
Speaker 3 (10:37):
It was cool and dim in the warehouse.
Speaker 2 (10:39):
Rick saw flower barrels and case after case of canned food,
many with American brand names. Scotty took a position just
inside the door where he could watch through the opening.
Speaker 3 (10:49):
In a moment, he tensed, ready to spring.
Speaker 2 (10:52):
Rick saw the Morrow's shadow just as Scotty leapt Rick
ran out zircon right behind him in time to see
Scotty confront them. The man's eyes widened, his hand flashed
to his sash with the speed of a striking snake,
and emerged with a short dagger, a vicious thing with
a wavy blade like a Chris. Scotty didn't hesitate. He
(11:14):
let go with a punch that had his powerful shoulder
behind it. But fast as Scotty was, the Moro dodged,
then lunged forward with a knife. Rick sprang forward to
help that Scotty was ready. The boy stepped to one
side and in the same motion grabbed the wrist that
held the knife. He doubled the moro's arm back, twisting.
At the same time, Rick ran to pick up the
(11:35):
knife as it fell. The Moro hadn't given up. He
kicked out his foot, catching Scotty under the armpit, breaking
his hold. The Moro broke free and started to run
get him, Sircon bellowed. Scotty dove, both hands outstretched, and
Rick right behind him. One of Scotty's hands caught the
Morrow by shirt and jacket, stopping him long enough for
(11:57):
the other hand to get a grip too. The Moro
plunged wildly and the clothing ripped loose. By then Rick
was in position. He delivered a judo chop to the
side of the Moro's neck. The man slumped to the ground,
the red fez dropping into the dust. For the first time,
Rick got a good look at the Moro's back, where
Scotty's frantic grab had barred it. The man was tattooed
(12:20):
with a strange design. A moro crisp was crossed with
a barrang, and both weapons dripped blood. Above the knives
in bright blue ink was a symbol composed of a
short horizontal line from which three vertical lines rose. The
middle vertical line was slightly taller than the other two
sounds smote Rick's ears. He turned swiftly and saw that
(12:42):
the old Chinese had come to frightened life. The old
Man's eyes were open wide, staring at the tattoo design.
His mouth was open, and he was wailing at such
a high pitch that Rick flinched. Then the old man
babbled something and ran, like one possessed, into the shelter
of the warehouse. Gotti stared after him in amazement. What
(13:02):
got into him? He ran as though he'd got a
sudden look at the devil. Zircon hauled the groggy Morrow
to his feet. Possibly he did, the physicist stated, he
pointed to the symbol. This looks like a Chinese character.
Perhaps the old man recognized it. Swift excitement ran through Rick.
If he did, maybe we've just hit the check bot.
(13:27):
End of chapter six.
Speaker 1 (13:29):
Dream Odia Books hopes you have enjoyed this program.
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