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"Soup has got, fish has got, loast tulkey has got, plan-puddy all bulning has got. All same English countly. Dlink, to-night, plenty can have, and no has to pay. Shelly can have, Boldeau can have, polt, bea, champagne, blandy, all can have, all flee!"
"Go 'shore, make fi', loast all, and come back on board." "Yes, it will be a good addition to our stock of provisions, Herrick," said Mr Brooke, smiling. "Your friend Ching is going to turn out a benefactor after all."
"Velly good, velly nicee to-day," he said; "but sun velly hot, night velly hot, big fly come to-mollow, goose not loast, begin to 'mell velly nasty." As darkness fell, the fire was smothered out with sand, there being plenty of heat to finish the cookery; and then, just when I least expected it, Mr Brooke gave the order for the men to go to the boat.
They will take us for a fishing-boat, that's all." By this time the sun was pouring down his beams with scorching violence, and we were glad to give up the tiller to one of the men, and get into the shelter of the cabin, just beyond which we found that Ching was busy at work plucking one of the geese. "Why are you doing that?" I asked. "Velly good to loast." "But we've got no fire."
Two piecee priest, all dressum white savvy? You mus' buyum coffin yo'self. Velly fine coffin, heap much silver, an' four-piecee horse. You catchum fireclacker one, five, seven hundled fireclacker, makeum big noise; an' loast pig, an' plenty lice an' China blandy. Heap fine funeral, costum fifteen hundled dollah. I be bury all same Mandarin all same Little Pete. You plomise, sure?"
"You likee bit piecee flesh meat?" "What is it?" I said, looking hard at the rather tempting brown meat with its white fat. "Velly nice," he said. "Got pep' salt. Velly good." "Yes," I said; "but is it good? I mean something I should like to eat?" "Yes; loast lit' piggee; velly nice." He was quite right it was; and after I had finished I went forward to see if I could get something to drink.
His face was expressionless, but his eyes, black, watchful, were curiously alert. "What foh you come, Injun?" Feng demanded. "Wantee glub? Injun all time hiyu eat, all same hobo tlamp. S'pose you hungly me catch some muckamuck. Catch piecee blead, catch col' loast beef loast moosmoos!" "You catchum," Simon agreed. "Casey where him stop?" "Casey!" Feng's features expanded in a grin.
"DEAR SIR, I am grieve more than words can say to tell you this sad news, and I hope you will prepare for the worst. Becos your brother, Captain John Powell, No. 8 Reuben Street, Fordsea, was drownded yesterday in the harbour, and I have loast the best frind ever I had and ever I will have.
"Velly good place," said Ching, pointing to where there was a patch of low, scrubby woodland, on either side of which stretched out what seemed to be rice fields, extending to the hills which backed the plain. "Plenty wood makee fire loast goose." I saw a knowing look run round from man to man. "But the pirates would see our fire," I said. "Yes, see fi'; tink allee fish man catch cookee fish."
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