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Updated: September 21, 2025
He led the way in and out among the narrow streets, apparently again as much at home as in his own city; and it was hard work to keep from stopping to gaze at the hundreds of objects which attracted and set me longing to make purchases to take home for curiosities. But Ching bustled us along. "No time now. Come along get good bleakfast. Wantee good bleakfast before go to see gland show."
"Me heap sick," answered the squaw, shivering through her muddy shawl. "I'll make ye a heap sicker if ye don't vamose the ranch," continued Fairley, advancing. "Me wantee Wangee girl. Wangee girl give me heap grub," said the squaw, without moving. "You bet your life," groaned the old man to himself. Nevertheless an idea struck him. "Ye ain't brought no presents, hev ye?" he asked cautiously.
Of course, we brought the two doorkeepers to the same room, so that you should experience no difficulty, but take them all together." Here Mr. Won Lung Foo broke in. Evidently he could follow English better than speak it. "Yes," he said. "We wantee you catchee Chineemans all togeller muchee wantee!"
I say, Ching, you'll have to stop." "Me don't mind. Velly hungly once more. Wantee pipe and go sleepee. Velly tire. Too much fightee." We glided alongside of the gunboat the next minute, where Mr Reardon was waiting for us impatiently. "Come, young gentlemen," he cried, "you've kept us waiting two hours. Up with you. Good gracious, what a state you're in!
"Borak this you paddock, John?" "My plully paddock, all li." "You name Sam Young? "Paul Sam Young," corrected the boundary man. "You wantee glass you holse? two-tlee day-goo' glass? Me lay you on, all li." "It is the voice of a god, and not of a man!" I replied. "Have-um drink o' tea, Paul? Have-um bit o' du-pang? Where me find-um grass?" "Tlinidad Paddock, all li-plully goo' glass."
"My word, that strong feller, eh?" said Considine. "Burn your mouth, I think it. Now then, Ah Loy, how much you wantee? That plenty, eh?" Ah Loy peered into the tin pannikin with a dejected air, and turned it on one side to show that there wasn't much in it. "Here y'are, then," said his boss. "Have a bit more. We don't come in for a fortune every day. Watch him take it, Mister."
There was a quick movement, and a partly bald head appeared from beneath two loose sleeves, which had been folded over it like the wings of a flying fox, and Ching's familiar squeaky voice said "You wantee me. Go shore?" "No, no; not to-night," cried Smith. "We shall set you ashore when we come back." "You go velly far allee way Gleat Blitain?"
It slipped up Hop sleeve the same as it had done the first time. "Now you findee um jack of hearts," he said, smilingly. Roche nodded and proceeded to look for it. "It isn't here," he said, looking surprised. "You wantee tly foolee poor Chinee," Hop declared, putting on an injured look. "You takee um card and puttee in your boot, so be." "What's that?" cried Roche, half angrily.
"The great objection to it is, that it is rather hard." Ki Sing's mind was evidently occupied by some engrossing thought, which prevented his paying much attention to Bradley's jocose observations. "Melican man wantee you," he said, in an excited manner. "What's that?" asked Bradley. "Melican man want me?" Ki Sing nodded. "Where is he?"
Plenty plize-money; plenty tea, lice, silk; plenty evelyting. Come and see." The Teaser was moored, and a couple of boats manned with well-armed crews, Ching looking on the while and cunningly shaking his head. "No wantee big piecee sword gun. Pilate all lun away and hide." "Never mind," said Mr Reardon, who was going in command of the expedition; "we may find somebody there disposed to fight."
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