I thought of my training, of my delight at the news of my being appointed to the _Teaser_, of my excitement over my uniform; and that now it was all over, and that in all probability only the sea-birds would know of what became of me after the Chinamen had done.
Then I thought of Ching's cowardice in leaving me alone with the poor wounded fellow like this.
"I knew he wasn't a fighting man," I said sadly; "but I couldn't have believed that he was such a cur." At that moment there was a quick scrambling sound, which made me start to my feet, and Tom Jecks started up on his elbow.
"Here they come, sir," he gasped.

"Now, sir," he whispered wildly, "do, pray, cut and run." "With you," I said resolutely.
He made an effort to rise, but fell back with a groan.
"Can't do it, sir.

Without me.

Run!" I put my hands in my pockets without a word, and then started, for a voice said-- "You think Ching lun away allee time ?" "Ching!" I cried, grasping his arm.
"Yes; no good.

Can't findee big hole to hide.