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Blue Jackets

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
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Not these.

Pilate boat big and tall.

Empty.

No got big calgo aboard.

Stand high up now.
Velly full and low down when full of plize-money." "Then you don't think they are down here ?" He shook his head as he glanced at the various forms of trading-boat moored off the town, from the tiny sampan to the heavy, clumsy mat-sailed vessel, whose stern towered up, and whose great bamboo yards looked as if they must be perfectly unmanageable.
"What do you think we had better do, then--row about here and watch ?" "No good," he said; "makee men low fast light up liver, findee, pilate junk." "But suppose we pass them ?" I said.
"No pass pilate boat: Ching here." "And so you think you will know them ?" The Chinaman screwed his face up into a curiously comic smile.
"Ching know pilate when he see him." "And you think it better to go right up the river ?" said Mr Brooke, turning suddenly to join in the conversation.
"Yes; pilate junk long way." "How do you know ?" He gave a cunning smile at us both, his little eyes twinkling in a singularly sly manner.
"You see vegetable boat come along mo'ning ?" "Yes, I saw the boat come alongside." "Blought Ching 'nothee lettee, allee same fliend.


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