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
"It is well. I am fortunate in having another Englishman for Su Fing.
He hates all Englishmen, because they do not approve of his warlike
deeds. Furthermore, he was wounded by an Englishman, and taken captive,
and he suffered stripes and the cage. His heart will laugh when he
knows that another of the hated race lies bound in his yamen. Now let
us go."
He summoned his chairmen and armed escort, and was carried along with
Burroughs down to the landing-stage, and on to the vessel. There he
watched curiously as the Englishman overhauled the engine, and filled
his petrol tank. When this was done, Burroughs took from the end of his
watch-chain an Indian charm which had been given him by his mother, and
made a few meaningless passes with it over the throttle.
"Why do you do that?" Chung Pi asked.
"To ward off evil spirits," replied Burroughs. "We must have a lucky
voyage."
"You do well. I myself, as you perceive, have a thread of red silk
braided in my queue for the same purpose; and I wear a charm attached to
a red string within my shirt. So we shall be doubly secure."
Burroughs, having satisfied himself that everything was in working
order, was at leisure to answer the innumerable questions about the
hydroplane with which the Chinaman plied him. They were such futile
questions as a simple ignorant peasant might put. Burroughs felt that
he was answering a fool according to his folly, and again had
compunctions about making this guileless ignoramus his accomplice. It
was clear that Chung Pi’s vanity was flattered by the idea of showing a
new importance before the populace. The machine had become an obsession
with him, and as he grew more and more wonder-struck at what Burroughs
told him, the approaching arrival of his chief became of less interest
to him than the prospect of making an impression on the home-coming
warriors.
Time slipped away. Burroughs felt restless and impatient. Chung Pi had
told him that the approach of the chief’s launch would be signalled by a
man stationed on the roof of the yamen, which rose high above the
surrounding country, and from which another signal station could be seen
many miles distant. Burroughs dared not start until the signal was
given; yet he felt that time was being wasted.
At last, turning to Chung Pi, he said that he had one great surprise in
store for him. He had in fact two, but the second was to be revealed at
the proper time.
"You have seen, noble captain," he said, "with what marvellous speed
this vessel skims the water, but you have yet to see that it can also
fly--even as a duck, which swims ordinarily on the surface, can at need
raise itself upon its wings and take the air. But a duck cannot fly so
well as this vessel."
"What end is there to the marvels you tell me!" exclaimed the captain.
"In truth I have heard of a flying boat, belonging to an Englishman at
Sui-Fu; but I mocked at the tale, for men are liars."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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