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Updated: September 21, 2025
She tellee me no callee for one week." "Then that's all right; the lady has died very suddenly, and the gentleman gone away; you will have to keep the clothes a long time." "Me wantee money, no wantee clo'!" "I'll pay you for them; I don't care about them being ironed." "Givee tickee, givee clo'! No givee tickee, no givee clo'!" This was a poser!
"Sentry here," cried Mr Reardon again; and the man having been planted, we stood together in one of the huts, while the lieutenant made his plans. "You wantee big empty boat?" said Ching suddenly. "Yes, my man, and I wish we had brought one." Then, after a few minutes' consideration, Mr Reardon decided what to do.
In the evening, when it was growing dark, a tapping was heard at one of the ports in the captain's cabin; and both Tim and I were just on the point of firing, when, to our great surprise Ching Wang's well-known voice was heard. "Chin, chin lilly pijjin! Comee one chop quick, me wantee talkee talkee. Lis'en me, an' you lickee kyfong number one go!"
"Then lose no time; go." "No; Ching velly tire, velly hot; wantee bleakfast, flesh tea, nicee new blead. Too hot to lun." "But I want you to save yourself," I said excitedly. "Yes; allee save evelybody, alleegether. Ching won't go leave Mr Hellick." "Ching!" I cried. "Hush! No makee low. Lie down likee lit' pigee in sand. Pilate come along."
"But Ah Sing wantee some leward he do dis." "Of course. Any money you want you shall have in Blue Creek," burst out Roy. "Me no wantee monee. Me want lillee misses joss. Him plentee big joss my countlee. I have that joss I have plentee eblyting I want." "He means the little god that Clara gave me," whispered Peggy. "All right, Sing, you shall have it.
Wantee Mr Brooke catchee both junk, and no think Ching like pilate man." "Here, I must go and have a talk to Mr Brooke," I said; and I crept back to where he sat steering and sweeping the darkness he could not penetrate on either side. "Well, Herrick," he said eagerly. "News?" "Yes, sir; bad news. Ching is afraid that the junks have crept by us in the night."
"Tea, shug," replied the boy, with an expectant grin. "Yes, tea, sugar, and a lot of other things if you'll show us the way to Nain. You understand?" "Tea, shug," repeated the young Indian, again grinning. "We wantee git topside Nain. You sabe, Nain?" asked Cabot, pointing to his companion and himself, and then waving his hand comprehensively at the inland landscape.
But where was "the bearer"? How was the letter delivered? I summoned hastily the foreman, printers, and office-boy, but without eliciting any thing. No one had seen the letter delivered, nor knew any thing of the bearer. A few days later, I had a visit from my laundry-man, Ah Ri. "You wantee debbil? All lightee: me catchee him."
But as I did not want the clothes so much as a look at them, I soon got the better of this difficulty. "I don't want them to-night," said I. "I only wanted to make sure you had them. What night were these people here?" "Tuesday night, velly late; nicee man, nicee lalee. She wantee talk. Nicee man he pullee she; I no hear if muchee stasch.
"Not that I consider myself a lion, Mr Herrick," he said good-humouredly, "and I will not insult you by calling you a mouse; but these Chinese fiends are too much for me, and I really am caught in the net. Here, send that man forward, and come into my cabin." "Ching, go right up to the forecastle," I said. "No wantee go s'eep," he said angrily. "Makee Ching bad see ship burned."
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