China -- History -- Boxer Rebellion, 1899-1901 -- Juvenile fiction; Missions -- China -- Juvenile fiction
"That is true, sir," replied the other, deferentially, "but everything
seems pretty quiet now, this is our best time." They looked cautiously
round—not a soul was in view. In the distance they heard the tramp of
the guard—every now and then a shrill cry from the besiegers rent the
air, and flames shot up into the sky from the burning houses, but no
immediate danger appeared to threaten them.
"Now, sir," said the elder of the two, who seemed to possess the agility
of a cat. In a moment he had scaled the wall and prepared to lower
himself on the other side.
"Leave the talking to me, sir; it will be best for you to be silent."
"Yes, yes," agreed the other, hastily, "you may be quite sure I shall
risk nothing; too much depends upon it," he added under his breath.
They had reached the top of the wall in safety and were about to lower
themselves on the other side, when all of a sudden the silence of the
night was broken; they were discovered and the alarm was given—the sharp
whiz of a bullet passed within an inch of their faces.
"Down, sir! Down quick for your life!"
In less time than it takes to write it, the two men had dropped silently
over the wall, and were now running as fast as they could from the
Legation.
"Keep as much under cover as possible, sir, or they will mark us down."
"I never thought of this," said Mr. Crawford, laughing. "My friends are
more to be feared than yours."
"Oh, we shall come upon mine soon enough, sir," Wang replied, "and then
it will be best for you to be silent."
He had hardly finished speaking when they almost ran into a company of
Boxers, but with great adroitness, Wang contrived to mingle and join
with them, raising the cry as he did so, "Sha, sha, sha." They kept
with them until the Chinese began to loot and burn some buildings, then
they slipped off.
"Now, sir, we are safe, unless we meet any of the men who were here the
day the ladies were taken." They were passing, as he spoke, the rude
hall where Lilian and Nina so nearly lost their lives.
As they left it behind they heaved a sigh of relief.
"We are very near now, sir; the secret entrance, known only to Mr. Li
and myself, is just ahead; I will wait here in case anyone comes up, and
distract their attention whilst you make the entrance. About twenty
yards ahead you will see a curious stone in the ground, close by the
plane tree; measure again six feet from that, and you will come to
another tree; hit the tree three times smartly and they will let you
in."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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