The Golden Scorpion

"Scorpion!" Years before the whispered word had thrilled and alarmed Dr. Stuart. He had watched the Scorpion pass--a terrifying figure, in his monkish cowl and green veil, through which baleful eyes glittered. Now the scorpion had come again, in the form of a golden fragment, innocent enough in appearance, but in fact the symbol of a band as malevolent and desperate as that of Fu-Manchu.