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
"Take care not to seem friendly with me," he said, twirling his
moustache--Reinhardt’s moustache!--and turning his back on Errington
with true Germanic disdain. "Hai! Chin Tai, tell these fellows that I
demand to see the captain at once."
He had some doubt whether his demand would be acceded to, but Chung Pi
had apparently anticipated something of the sort, for one of the
sentinels called up a man from the courtyard, and sent him with the
message to the captain.
When Chung Pi appeared, it was evident that he was much amused. He
laughed as he spoke to Chin Tai.
"He say massa hab catchee too plenty muchee plison," said Chin Tai.
"It’s all very well," said Burroughs, frowning haughtily. "I asked you
to arrest me, for form’s sake, but I didn’t say I’d agree to be starved.
Is this the fare to put before a German? It is good enough for the
Englishman, but it won’t do for me."
He glanced scornfully at Errington, who, taking the cue, assumed an air
of dejection and humility.
"I am sorry," said Chung Pi contritely. "It was a mere oversight on my
part. The cook naturally provided for the second prisoner as for the
first. He did not know of the understanding between your honourable
excellency and my unworthy self. I will at once have a dinner prepared
worthy of your august eminence."
"That is well," said Burroughs. "When I have finished my meal, I shall
give myself the pleasure of showing to you the boat which lies at the
landing-stage."
"I must sleep a little first," said Chung Pi. "I have eaten so many
melon seeds that my belt is exceedingly tight."
"At any time your excellency pleases," said Burroughs, with a bow.
The captain retired, after giving orders to the cook. Presently the
servant returned, bringing a right royal feast--pickled duck’s eggs,
bean curd, pork patties, chopped cucumber, millet cakes soaked in
treacle, fried cabbage--all very tastily dressed, together with water
melons and tea.
As soon as the door was shut, the two prisoners fell to with a will.
"You’ll want something better than rice and beans if we’re to have any
bother," said Burroughs. "This is very good; I only wish they didn’t
use quite so much garlic and oil."
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