The Flying Boat: A Story of Adventure and MisadventureStrang, Herbert
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The Flying Boat: A Story of Adventure and Misadventure
Strang, Herbert
Adventure stories; Aeronautics -- Juvenile fiction; China -- Juvenile fiction
The officer glanced from one to another of the flying boat’s crew;
Burroughs with inscrutable face, Errington with an easy smile, the fat
Chinaman stolid, the two servants unmistakably grinning. He was
puzzled, suspicious; was the Englishman fencing with him? Did he dare
to play with a German?
"Vell, gentlemen," said the officer, now thoroughly irate, "you vill
accompany me to Sui-Fu. I shall report zat my gunboat interrupt to
protect you from ze rebels. You will do me ze honour to step up board."
"It’s really very kind of you," said Errington, with a charming smile,
"but we’re in a hurry, thank you, and will go down under our own power!"
He cast off, the vessel came into the current, and politely doffing
their hats the Englishmen waved a smiling farewell.
"We’re well out of that," said Burroughs.
"Yes," said Errington, "it would hardly do for our little affair to be
made the pretext for a German landing in force and all the rest of it.
It’s the very thing they’ve been looking for. But I say, _would_ you
mind taking off that moustache?"
CHAPTER XXII
MR. TING EXPLAINS
The adventures and misadventures of the flying boat are, for the
present, ended; but there are certain scenes in the history of the human
characters of this little drama which may perhaps have an interest for
those who have followed their fortunes hitherto.
On the day after the arrival of Burroughs and Errington in Sui-Fu, very
early in the morning, Chin Tai came to his master’s bedroom door and
knocked with much more vigour than usual.
"What is it?" Burroughs shouted from within.
"Time fo’ gettee up, sah," called the man, grinning at the can of
shaving water he carried.
"What time is it?"
"No savvy allo plopa; time fo’ gettee up all-same."
"It’s hardly light, confound you! Didn’t I tell you I wanted a long
sleep?"
"Plenty muchee solly, sah; time fo’ gettee up. One piecee fella outside
come look-see Massa Bullows; he say he no can wailo[#] befo’ he hab
talkee cash pidgin[#] ’long-side Massa Bullows."
[#] Go away.
[#] Money matters.
"Send him to Sing Wen. You know perfectly well I don’t do business in
bed, you ass. Any more of this foolo pidgin and you’ll get the sack."
"Massa no unastan’," cried Chin Tai excitedly. "This piecee man he say
he come look-see Sing Wen evely day-lo; Sing Wen say he no can makee
anyting fo’ he; he muss waitee fo’ massa come back."
"Who is the blackguard?"
"He velly ’spectable fella, sah; he belongey opium shop-lo Pa-tang
side."
"Oh! That’s quite enough. Tell him to get out; I’ve nothing to do with
him or his opium."
"My tellum all that, sah; he say he stop plenty longee time; massa no
look-see he, ch’hoy! he cut float on door-step all-same."
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