The Girl from Hong-Kong: A Story of Adventure Under Five Suns — page 330: what you’re looking at

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$24 THE GIRL FROM. HONG-KONG. greater. exertions, he is conscious of a presence at his side, while a low, purring voice says: “Tlustrious mandarin, I am ready.” It.is Pekoe Tay, of course. The Mongolian would not come to him and speak in this strain unless he has a scheme of some-sort—Terry knows him of old, and in his embarrassment this sudden gleam -of hope is very acceptable. He turns upon the other. “You know something has to be done, Pekoe Tay?” he says. “Berry much so,” replies the imperturbable one. “And you have a suggestion to make?” “If it please the excellent mandarin.” “l’ve. been pounding my brains for a happy idea with- out any result. If you can only suggest something that will help me out I shall be pleased. Wika can be done?” he asks eagerly. “T think the wall could be climbed.” “You mean the one across the way—lI have no doubt of it, since those fellows were aloft, and the one chap came down. You and I might do it, but perhaps none of the others, and_then—the ladies, God bless them— you forget them.” At the same timd Terry believes Pekoe Tay has not forgotten these salient points, but has conceived some desperate plan that does not embrace them within its scope. Hence he eagerly awaits the coming explanation. “No berry great trouble climb up. When. out of trap can do what mandarin say—go to mines, get boys, or shoot in back, all samee. Must do something pretty quick.” | | ; Terry sees light. What if one or two of them could get out of the hole in the darkness, and when the chance came attack. the enemy in the rear? The result could hardly be anything but demoralizing to Senor Enrique’s followers, who might believe assistance had arrived. But who could go P—not Sandy, because he is lacking in agility, or the mine owner, who is too old, or even the —“comichooks.com e ~