The previous day, a Customs broker, named Chiang, living up a private passage known as the Hwa Yuen Hang, was visited by armed robbers and this time it was the son of the house who got on the roof, not the robbers. In the quiet of the evening, he family heard some taps on the outer door and a little girl went and opened it. Three youths walked in and produced weapons. 'The family was driven into one room, and the men searched the premises, but found only $200. After beating some members of the family, they order ed them all to go upstairs, so that the robbers could search' there.
Young Chiang led the way and made straight for the verandah used for drying clothes and from that vantage point yelled for help. The robbers at once decamped and fortunately did not fire as they went,
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