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We of course kept silence about it, not even telling Mr Brooke, who was the most friendly of our officers, and we had the satisfaction of finding that Ching obeyed our orders, and kept his peace. I used to be rather sorry for him, his position being so solitary on board.
He counter-ordered the men directly, and turned to me. "These are pretty contemptible things to worry about, Herrick," he said, "but unless we are well provisioned the men cannot fight. We must wait and take that food with us." Ching was communicated with, and declared the birds done.
The first part of the audience I could not hear very well, as so many people were whispering and talking at the same time, but by peeping through the carved-work of the screen, I could see a General talking to Her Majesty. I also saw the members of the Grand Council come in headed by Prince Ching, who was the Councillor-in-Chief.
"The rig is too heavy for ordinary traders, Herrick," he said; and he pointed out several peculiarities which I should not have noticed. Ching had been watching us attentively, and Mr Brooke, who evidently wanted to make up now for his harsh treatment of the interpreter, turned to him quietly "Well, what do you say about it, Ching?" The interpreter smiled. "Ching quite su'e," he replied.
She slept badly that night, and had a headache the next morning. An Ching was away a long time getting the breakfast, and when she returned with her hands full she was very excited. 'One of the placards offering the reward for you two has just been stuck on the wall of this inn, she exclaimed. 'Hung Li is in a great rage. He says he must be off at once.
A minute's investigation, however, showed it to be some bird on the strand, and I began to climb, reached the top, took a careful observation in both directions, and then up at the cliff, and, lastly, looked out for Ching. I soon espied him running out after a retiring billow, then running in again, and continuing this several times as if he were a boy at play.
"Rains geese!" and there was a cheer and a roar of laughter, as one by one five geese fell with a splash in the river, two to lie perfectly still while they were retrieved the others, poor birds, to make desperate efforts to swim broken-winged away, but to be shot one by one by Mr Brooke, and after a sharp row dragged into the boat. "Velly nicee," said Ching, smiling.
The pirate Ching Chelong, who was the mainstay of the Ming cause, cherished the hope that he might place his own family on the throne, and he endeavored to induce the Ming prince to recognize his son, Koshinga, as his heir. Low as he had fallen, it is to the credit of this prince that he refused to sign away the birth-right of his family.
Ching Wang, however, came to rouse me up soon afterwards with a pannikin of hot coffee, his way of showing his appreciation of my conduct in the fray, and I subsequently went with Tim Rooney to see the starling which made me quite forget all about being tired and having to stop up all night, and that Tom Jerrold had escaped any punishment for his presence at the fight!
"You likee me buy blead and fish, and plenty good to eat?" said Ching in rather a shrinking way. "Yes," said Mr Brooke, turning upon the Celestial sharply. "Where shall we land you?" "There," said Ching, pointing to the shore about a mile up from where we lay. "But it's going back, and we shall lose sight of the junks, Ching," I said. "Plenty blead there. Ching know the way."
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