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See Queen Victolia ship say big gun go bang. 'Top away." "But where do you think they hide?" "Evelywhere," he said. "Plentee liver, plenty cleek, plenty hide away." "Then we shall never catch them?" I said. "Ching wantee catchee, wantee plenty money; but pilate won't come. Pilate 'flaid."
"Of course we have watchful eyes in our boat, but I don't see anything yet worth watching." "He means that very likely there are friends of the pirates in one of these boats, and that we had better begin shooting, so as to take off attention from our real purpose." "Yes, allee same; p'laps pilate fliend in lit' boat go and tell Queen Victolia foleign devil sailor boy come catchee."
"Say, go to big steamy-ship and Queen Victolia jolly sailor, but no to see pilate. 'Flaid cut off head." "Then they must go; send them off." The men laughed, nodded at us in the most friendly manner, then hoisted their sail and went back up the river.
We remained upon the coast for another six months, and then: were ordered home, to the great delight of everybody but Ching, who parted from us all very sadly. "You think Mr Leardon like to take Ching see Queen Victolia?" he said to me one day in confidence. "I'm afraid not," I replied seriously. "Ching velly solly," he said. "Plenty lich man now! plenty plize-money!
Ching wear silk evely day in Queen Victolia countly. You no tink captain take Ching?" "I'm sure he would not," I said. "Ching velly good interpleter; velly useful man." "Very; you've been a splendid fellow, Ching!" He smiled, and a fresh idea struck him. "You tink Queen Victolia like Ching teach lit' plince and plincess talk Chinese?" Again I was obliged to damp his aspirations, and he sighed.
Pilate fliend both come in cleek after, to see what Queen Victolia jolly sailor boy go to do." "Are you sure?" said Mr Brooke excitedly. "Yes, sir, I see the top of one of their sails," said Tom Jecks. "Then, by George, we are in the right track," cried Mr Brooke, and, as my heart began to beat rapidly, "Give way, my lads," he cried, "give way." "What are we going to do?"
"Shoot bird now," said Ching, in answer to an inquiring look from Mr Brooke. "Yes; but do you think the junks are up here?" "Oh yes, velly quite su'e. Plenty eye in boat watchee see what Queen Victolia offlicer going to do uppee river." "What does he mean?" said Mr Brooke, who was puzzled by this last rather enigmatical speech.
"No, not this time, Ching," cried Barkins, as we all laughed. "No go allee way London? Ching wantee go London, see Queen Victolia and Plince o' Wales." "Some other time, Ching," I said. "But I say, how about the fancy shop?" "Allee light. Ching go back." "And how are you after our fight to-day?" "Velly angly. Allee muchee quite 'shame of mandalin men. Big lascal, evely one."
Say pilate boat long way uppee liver in big cleek, waitee come down along lunning water in the dalk." "Then you pretty well know where they are?" said Mr Brooke. "No; far uppee liver; in cleek." "I suppose this is right?" said Mr Brooke to me. "Yes, quite light. Ching likee see Queen Victolia ship killee catch pilate."
Ching take you have cup flesh tea, and quite well d'leckly. You not likee execution?" I shook my head. "Velly good job cut allee head off. No go killee killee, burn ship no more." "We're not used to seeing such things," I said weakly, as I supported Barkins to keep him from slipping to the ground. "You no go see execution when Queen Victolia cut off bad men's head?" I shook my head.
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