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The little one is down. No, no! He has the big one. Ay! yi, yi! By Jove! he is gone no, he has run off he is on him again! He has ripped him up! Brava! brava!" A cheer as from one throat made the mountains echo, but Elena still held her fan before the field. "How canst thou like such bloody sport?" she asked disgustedly. "The poor animals!
"Bring your father before me," Yi Chin Ho interrupted sternly. "My ancient and very-much-to-be-respected ancestor sleeps," said Pak Chung Chang. "Why dissemble?" demanded Yi Chin Ho. "You know it is your father's nose. Bring him before me that I may strike it off and be gone. Hurry, lest I make bad report of you." "Mercy!" cried Pak Chung Chang, falling on his knees. "It is impossible!
"I will search up, and do you seek down," said A'tim. "Not so," replied the Wolf; "we will stay here together while my Pups pick up the trail, be it up or down." Very close to A'tim the huge Wolf sat while his two Sons searched the opposite bank for the coming out of Shag. Soon a "Hi, yi he, he, he-voh-ooh!" came floating dismally up the tortuous stretch of winding stream.
Nelly was almost too excited to sit still as they came into Peking, and even Little Yi was very anxious. 'How do you feel, An Ching? asked Nelly. 'I don't know, she replied. 'Glad and sorry, but more glad than sorry. Nobody cares for me but you now. My parents did, a little, but no Chinese girl is ever loved by her father as yours loves you.
They can do all sorts of things take out their teeth and put them back again, their eyes too, some of them. There was once at Peking a gentleman with a glass eye, and Little Yi had heard that he was able to remove it. As for teeth, she knew quite well that the British Minister slept with his on his wash-stand every night. Everything you eat will taste bitter and make you ill.
It is impossible! You cannot strike off my father's nose. He cannot go down without his nose to the grave. He will become a laughter and a byword, and all my days and nights will be filled with woe. O reflect! Report that you have seen no such nose in your travels. You, too, have a father." Pak Chung Chang clasped Yi Chin Ho's knees and fell to weeping on his sandals.
The children's cart was tilted so high that they were looking up at their toes all the time: at least Nelly and Little Yi were, for An Ching's toes had become claws some years ago. At last, with a mighty pull from the sturdy mules, they got up the bank, and the other cart was not long in following. Two hours more and they were at Yung Ching.
"The old reprobate's only stalling," yelled Dick into Tom's ear, at the same time pounding him frantically on the back. "He isn't going his limit, by a whole lot. Watch him, now, just watch " but his words were drowned in the shrill cowboy yell that split the air. "Yi, yi, yi!" they shouted, half crazy with excitement. For Bert, their champion, suddenly seemed to be galvanized into furious action.
"No, you can hear when she come. She will come to-day. Six months ago to-day she come. Ay, yi, to think she come once in six months all these years! And never until to-day has the wash-tub mail a letter for her." "Very strange she did not forget a Gringo and marry with a caballero," said one of the girls, scornfully. "They say the caballeros were so beautiful, so magnificent.
They were given a little food, and were quite glad to be alone, as they had not been able to speak to each other, without being overheard, since the day before. 'Do you think your father will give money to have you back? asked Little Yi. 'Yes, of course. Won't yours? They won't ask him so much as mine, answered Nelly. 'Well, you see, I am only a girl, said Little Yi.
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