We are off on a Chinese railway, single line, the train drawn by a Chinese engine, driven by a Chinese driver.

Let us hope we shall not be telescoped on the road, for among the passengers is one of the chief functionaries of the company in the person of Faruskiar.
After all, if an accident should happen it will break the monotony of the journey, and furnish me with an episode.

I am forced to admit that up to the present my personages have not behaved as I expected.

The drama does not run well, the action languishes.

We want something startling to bring all the actors on--what Caterna would call "a good fourth act." But then Ephrinell and Miss Bluett are all the time absorbed in their commercial tete-a-tete.