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Tide would suck him right along the side, and he'd catch the chains." "But how did he get in such a tangle?" "Tied hisself on, sir, with a handkerchy round his left arm, to the chain; and then Dick Spurling says he twissened his tow-chang, as he called it, round and round, and tucked the canister in at the neck of his frock and buttoned it.
"Row enough. Look here, this won't do. The Gnat's going below to see His Excellency Ching Baron fancee shop, and Knight of the Tow-chang, without putting on a clean shirt." "Go and report him to the captain. Why, worse and worse, he hasn't shaved!" "No, that he hasn't." "Well, I haven't got any razors like you fellows have," I retorted. "I say, Tanner, have you stropped yours up lately?
"No, no," he cried, dragging the long plait from my hand; "mightee cut tow-chang, and that velly dleadful. Take long time glow." "Very well, then. I'll unfasten it, and show it to Mr Reardon." "What for? make Mis' Leardon velly angly, scold jolly sailor boy. Then they not like Ching 'tall." "But it's too bad; treating you just as if you were a dog." "Jolly sailor boy tie tin-pot dog tow-chang? No.
"They've tied the old canister to your tail." "Tie canny all along Ching tow-chang?" he cried. "Yes, and it's a rascally shame." "Yes, allee lascally shame," he said, nodding his head. "Not hurt velly. Only flighten velly much, makee lun fass." "Stand still, and I'll soon have it off," I cried, whipping out my knife.
"What shall you do when we are gone, Ching?" I said. "Open fancee shop again. Sell muchee tea, basket, shell, culios, fo' Inglis people. Glow tow-chang velly long. Wait till Mr Hellick come back with jolly sailo' boy, fight pilate." And with that understanding, which was doomed never to be fulfilled, we parted. For the next morning the men were singing "Huzza! we're homeward bou-ou-ound.
Then the boat glided between us and the junk, ready hands were outstretched from the side, and I was hauled in by Tom Jecks, who then reached over and grasped Ching by the pigtail. "No, no touchee tow-chang!" roared the poor fellow. "All right; then both hands and in with you."
Mr Hellick make laugh. Dog not got tow-chang." "No," I said, trying very hard to get the pot off, "but dogs have got tails." "Yes, got tails. Don't tellee, make no good. Didn't hurt Ching." "But it's an insult to you," I said. "Any one would think they were a pack of boys." "Yes, jolly sailor boy. You no makee come off?" "No," I said.
"They've made a big hole through the bottom of the canister, pushed the end of the tail " "Tow-chang." "Well, tow-chang, if you like to call it so through into the inside, and then hammered the tin back round it and made it as fast as fast. Here, I shall have to cut it, Ching." "No, no," he cried, seizing the canister. "No cuttee piece of tow-chang." "Then how are we to get it off?"
"He's tied hisself up somehow." "Well, then, cut him loose, man," cried Mr Reardon. "No cuttee tow-chang! No cuttee tow-chang!" cried Ching in a piteous wail. "Not cut his toe?" said the captain in a tone full of disgust. "What does he mean? He can't have tied his foot to the chain." "Hold still, will yer!" growled a deep voice; "I'm only untwisten on it. Nobody wants to cut yer pigtail."
"Yes; might see Ching flom velly long way topside lock chop. Then think " "Think, yes, of course." "Not allee same you think. See Ching? Yes; see John Chinaman in blue flock allee torn, long tow-chang; that's all." I did not grasp his meaning for a moment. "Oh, I see," I cried at last; "you mean that if they did see you, they would think it was one of their own crew?" "Yes; think one of own clew.
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