China -- History -- Boxer Rebellion, 1899-1901 -- Juvenile fiction; Missions -- China -- Juvenile fiction
"Better," replied Mr. St. John, "but she is still very weak. Her
nervous system has undergone a great shock, and it will be some time
before she is quite herself again. In addition to the blow which she
received, and the fright, there was a good deal of fever, and in this
climate fever seems to have a tremendous grip on the constitution, and
it is a long time before one recovers, even when one is young and
strong. She needs rest, but that, unfortunately, she cannot have, poor
child, as I gather that it would not be safe to remain here another
night. I am thankful to say the fever has now gone; I must give her a
strong cordial, and we must make the journey as easy as we can for her."
"I will carry her all the way," cried Mr. Crawford eagerly.
"I know you will do all you can," replied Mr. St. John, kindly. "You
will be of the greatest possible assistance to us, and you will bring
Nina news of the Colonel; she has felt very much being the cause of so
much anxiety to him, and of course you know that worry always retards
recovery. We will join the others now, and make our plans for instant
removal, if necessary."
"I fear it is necessary," said Mr. Crawford, gravely. "I’m very much
afraid those yellow fellows saw me. They were talking to Wang, and he
tried to distract their attention, and succeeded to a certain extent
admirably; but I rather fancy they saw me and smelt a rat. Ah, here is
Wang; now we shall hear what he has to say."
The man appeared to be in the greatest state of excitement.
"They are coming, sir! All is lost; they will be upon us in less than
an hour. They saw you, sir," he said, turning to Mr. Crawford. "I was
certain of it, because I saw them exchange glances, and they said
nothing to me. They will not go into the secret entrance, because they
might think we should expect them there, but they will go to the gates."
"Are you quite sure that they saw Mr. Crawford?" asked Mr. St. John.
"Perfectly," replied Wang. "There is no time to lose. I know these
fellows so well; they were extra polite and friendly with me, when we
parted, but I had my suspicions, and, to make it a certainty, I hid and
watched their movements after they left me. First they examined the
place where you disappeared, Mr. Crawford, and I heard them say it would
be impossible to force that, and we might expect them to do so, and
prepare accordingly. I heard them say this, and saw them make their way
to the Hall, whither they were going to acquaint the others."
Paul St. John and Mr. Crawford looked grave and anxious; they were not
acquainted with the secret passages, as were Lilian and Nina. They
instinctively turned to Mr. Li, who had not yet spoken. His dark,
colourless face was as imperturbable as ever.
"There is no reason for so much terror," he said, quietly, turning to
Wang. "Have you seen that the gates are closed and barred?"
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account