China -- History -- 20th century -- Fiction; Missionaries, Medical -- Fiction
"Yes, finally." And though he did not yet say so, Megan felt sure by
the sudden flare in his eyes that he had got it from General Yen. "I
spent some time at the Consulate, as you know, and a great deal more
time trying to get in touch with the Nantao Yamen. I tried through
every Chinese of influence I know in Shanghai. Our authorities were
trying to arrange an armistice between the Cantonese and the Northern
troops cornered in various sections around the North Station, and
General Duncan sent one of his officers who went with a Commissioner
and some Chinese to the Nantao Yamen to see what could be done about
it. I asked them to speak at the same time about the orphanage. But
all the negotiations fell through and on their way back from the
Yamen they were nearly killed by a mob. They only escaped because
General Hsu, questioning the guard he had sent with them, found they
had not been escorted all the way to the Settlement. So he sent
after them, and they were barely reached in time to save them from
the mob. Not too reassuring, is it? Remember, these were some of
our highest officials under a flag of truce. Well, well,--at any
rate this got me nowhere and it was already late. Earlier in the day
a Chinese I knew had mentioned that General Yen was staying in a
house on the Route Ghisi, and I determined as my last resort to try
to reach him. After all," he said, "we had been friends."
Mrs. Jackson came back and sat down.
"The sandwiches and coffee are coming," she said. "So you saw
General Yen again? What did he do?"
"I went to the house in the Route Ghisi but a very insolent boy
coming to the door told me he wasn't in. 'When will he be in?' I
asked. He said he didn't know, so I pushed in past him and said I'd
wait. I sat in a dark hall. The house seemed truly deserted by its
masters; no one came in or out and I could hear behind a heavy door
at the end of the hall the muffled voices and laughter of the
servants. Every now and then I'd call the number one and question
him as to the whereabouts of General Yen, but he would not tell me
anything. I waited there from nine to eleven. Finally the number
one came and asked me for five dollars. I gave it to him and he said
General Yen was attending a banquet being given for him by friends at
the Great Eastern Hotel.
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