Everything all safe now.
Li Ho go catch um.

Li Ho catch um good.

All light--tomolla." "You mean you can manage him and he'll be all right tomorrow ?" I said.
"But--what is it!" The Celestial shrugged.
"Muchy devil maybe.

Muchy moon-devil, plaps.

Velly bad." "There's a knife in that umbrella, Li Ho." But though his eyes looked blandly into mine, I couldn't tell whether this was news to Li Ho or not....
Well, that's the story.