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She waited, therefore, for the second rap, louder than the first, then lifted a wand from the corner and went "down-the-house," quietly as she did all things. Aunt Jen concealed the rod behind her. The third knock fell. Aunt Jen leaped upon the door-handle. Bolts creaked and shot back, but swollen by many rainy seasons, the door held stoutly as is the wont of farm front doors.
But were she now to be made his secondary wife, Hsi Jen would not venture to tender him any extreme advice, even when it's necessary to do so. It's better, therefore, to let things stand as they are for the present, and talk about them again, after the lapse of another two or three years."
While old goody Liu expressed her readiness to comply with her wishes, she followed Hsi Jen out into the quarters occupied by the young maids. "Mind you say," she enjoined her, "that you were so drunk that you stretched on a boulder and had a snooze!" "All right! I will!" old goody Liu promised.
Pao-yue was so much at his wit's ends that he had no alternative but to take her hand and smilingly ask: "What's the matter with you, after all, that I've had to ask you something time after time?" Hsi Jen opened her eyes wide.
What's there in this to fill you with conjectures?" "There's never been anything like this before," Hsi Jen added, "so, it makes me feel uneasy." Pao-ch'ai compressed her lips. "If this," she laughed; "makes you fell uneasy, there will be by and bye other things to make you far more uneasy."
The whole party instituted a search in every nook and corner, but nothing could be seen of her. "She was so drunk," Hsi Jen suggested, "that she's sure to have lost her way, and following this road, got into our back-rooms. Should she have crossed to the inner side of the hedge, she must have come to the door of the backhouse and got in.
But Pierre and Galbraith were as dumbfounded as the Sergeant himself to know that the letter was gone. They were stunned beyond speech when Jen said, flushing: "No, Sergeant Tom, I am the thief. When I could not wake you, I took the letter from your pocket and carried it to Inspector Jules last night, or, rather, Sergeant Gellatly carried them. I wore his cap and cloak and passed for him."
"If you by and bye also lose your seal, will you likely banish it at once from your mind, and never make an effort to discover it?" "After all," smiled Pao-yue, "the loss of a seal is an ordinary occurrence. But had I lost this, I would have deserved to die." Hsi Jen then poured a cup of tea and handed it to Shih Hsiang-yuen.
This so disarmed Hsi Jen, that she felt under the necessity of putting on the sash; but, subsequently when Pao-yue stepped out of the apartment, she at last pulled it off, and, throwing it away in an empty box, she found one of hers and fastened it round her waist. Pao-yue, however, did not in the least notice what she did, but inquired whether anything had happened the day before.
"You'd better be a little more sober-minded!" laughed Hsi Jen. "What's the good of coming out with all these things?" Lin Tai-yue put out two of her fingers, and puckered up her lips. "Up to this," she laughed, "he's become a bonze twice. Henceforward, I'll try and remember how many times you make up your mind to become a Buddhist priest!"
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