Now, let's make sail, and beat about here, to and fro.

We must keep a good watch for our two friends, and if they come down we can follow till we see the _Teaser_ in the offing.

We may, I say, capture them yet." A sail was hoisted, and in a few minutes we found that the craft went along easily and well, answering to her helm admirably.

Her high bulwarks gave plenty of shelter, and would, I saw, well conceal our men, so that we had only to put Ching prominently in sight to pass unnoticed, or as a Chinese fishing or pleasure boat.
Just then I turned and found him close behind me, rubbing his hands.
"You ask Mr Blooke he likee Ching sit where pilate see him 'gain ?" he said.
"I am sure he would," I replied.
He looked sad again directly, and just touched the sleeve of my Norfolk jacket with the long nail of his forefinger.
"Ching velly solly," he said.
"What about ?" "Mr Blooke think Ching fliends with pilates.

Velly shocking; Ching hate pilates dleadfully; hollid men." "Yes, I am sure you do," I said.
The Celestial's face lit up again directly, and he rubbed his hands.
"Ching velly--" "Yes ?" I said, for Mr Brooke called to me from the little cabin contrived for shelter in the after part of the vessel.
"Look here," he said, as I joined him, "we can keep below here, and command the river too, without being seen.