Kit-ze knew the stream so well that he could keep near to the bank. Thus for much of the way they had the shade from the trees and from the overhanging bluffs. They found their curtains too, much protection.
Their little sitting room was very cozy and comfortable. Helen had brought some oilcloth matting for the floor of the sampan, and a little oil stove that they could light when the air was damp and disagreeable.
Here too were cushions, one or two folding chairs, and the bedding which the girls were to use at night, together with the oilskin cases in which they kept their clothing, a small supply of books, writing materials, etc. In the next compartment forward Mr. Reid and Mr. Wilburn had stored their effects, as they were to occupy it jointly at night. Here all would dine when they were afloat; here too, the service of morning and evening prayer would be held. The three boys slept and kept their effects in the compartment just behind that of the girls. The straw roof along the ridgepole extended over all, even for a part of the way over the small, boxlike quarters of the two boatmen. In addition our party was provided with oilcloths for the better protection of the stores, and with mosquito netting.
"This is fine, even finer than sailing on the Hudson at home!" declared Dorothy, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.
"Or the n.o.ble Mississippi, down in our Southland," added Helen. "How pleasant this is! Oh, I had no idea it could be so delightful!"
"You just wait, my sister, until you strike some of the rapids,"
admonished Clarence, his face taking on a very solemn expression, "and begin to roll about like loose apples in a cart, or find your feet hanging where your head ought to be. Then I"m no prophet if you don"t completely change your form of expression."
"Oh, for shame!" cried both girls in a breath.
"I think it is real mean of you," declared Helen, "to try to spoil our enjoyment of the present by introducing into it the suggestion of those terrible things that await us. As for myself, I believe in enjoying what is sweet and good while we have it, without borrowing trouble with reference to what is in the future."
"A philosophy in which I heartily agree," said Dorothy.
There was indeed much to make the trip delightful, for the beauties of the spring were all around them, in the sky, in the water, in the green knolls overhanging the river. The stream continued to be quite shallow.
At some places it gurgled over the rocks only a foot or so below the sampan. They came now and then to where the cattle waded knee deep in the lush gra.s.ses. These turned to view them in mild-eyed astonishment as they pa.s.sed by chatting and laughing, then went on with their grazing.
Flocks of mandarin ducks and wild geese flew by; some of the latter even swam close to the sampan. There were too, numbers of the imperial crane, and once in a while a pink ibis wading along the edge of a rice field.
Clarence took his gun to shoot one of these, but Helen and Dorothy began to beg for its life. "We don"t want to eat it, so why destroy it?" asked Helen.
"Oh, wouldn"t you girls like a wing each for your hats?" asked Clarence a little mischievously.
"Oh, no indeed," declared Dorothy. "No bird wing for me! You know that well enough, Master Clarence," and she looked at him reprovingly.
"Well, the truth is," confessed Clarence, "I want it for my cabinet. I know a young j.a.panese in Seoul who has promised to show me how to stuff all I bring back. In the meantime he has taught me how to preserve them while on the trip."
"If you must do it then in--in the cause of science," and here Helen looked at him quizzingly, "wait until we can"t see you commit the murder, won"t you?"
"All right," a.s.sented Clarence cheerfully. "But see here, sister," with earnest protest, "don"t call it murder."
"Well, the cruelty of sport then," corrected Helen.
At that moment a shout from Joyce attracted their attention. "Oh, look at the pheasants!" he cried. "Quick! Clarence, I know you can shoot one or more of them if you try."
Sure enough, there were the pheasants right along the edge of the rice field, fine, fat fellows, and many of them.
"Be careful," warned Mr. Reid. "Examine the surroundings well before you fire. There might be some one near."
a.s.sured that there was not, Clarence raised his gun. "Beg pardon, girls," he said slyly, as he adjusted it to his shoulder. "Pheasants are _so_ good to eat."
They gave a little exclamation, then quickly covered both eyes and ears.
The next moment a report rang out, followed instantly by another. When the smoke cleared away five of the birds were seen in their last flutterings.
"Now, how are we to get them?" asked Mallard.
"Why, sure enough, I didn"t think of that!" exclaimed Clarence in dismay. "We can"t carry the sampan close enough, that"s certain."
Mr. Chefoo was now seen throwing off his sandals and rolling up his pantaloons, while Mr. Kit-ze, holding the sampan steady by means of his long pole, was giving him some directions. The next moment Mr. Chefoo sprang over the side of the sampan and into the water. He slipped once or twice as he was trying to make headway over the rocks, and two or three times also, he was seen to mire; but notwithstanding these difficulties he reached the birds all right, and was soon returning with them. As he came again to the side of the sampan it was toward the compartment occupied by the boys, the one in the rear of that in which all had been sitting since the boat left Han-Kang. He placed his hand upon the side of the boat to vault upward, but as he did so a quick exclamation escaped him, which the next moment changed to a decided whoop as Mr. Chefoo landed full in the compartment. A second or so later what was the astonishment of all when he dragged into view by the neck of his blouse a man, and began to shake him vigorously. To Helen was given something more than astonishment. Her heart leaped up, then almost ceased to beat. For the face exposed to view by Mr. Chefoo was the same she had seen on the river bank at Han-Kang with the glittering eyes fixed upon the red _miriok_ Mr. Kit-ze held.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "HE BEGAN TO SHAKE HIM VIGOROUSLY."]
CHAPTER V
BEFORE THE MAGISTRATE
The man made no effort to resist Mr. Chefoo, neither did he offer a word of protest, but stood silent and sullen, his lean face leaner than ever in its side view, his eyes half closed and gazing steadily downward.
"The rogue!" cried Mr. Wilburn. "He was there for no good purpose. Come, sir, what have you to say for yourself?"
But still the culprit made no answer. He only raised his eyes and let them sweep past Mr. Wilburn, past them all to Mr. Kit-ze, and rest there with a deep and burning glance.
"Speak to him, Mr. Kit-ze," said Mr. Reid. "Find out what was his object in concealing himself in the sampan. It may be," he continued charitably, "that he wanted to steal a ride to one of the villages."
But Mr. Kit-ze, instead of obeying this request, shifted himself a little farther away from the man, and seemed to be intent on something in the river.
"I think Mr. Kit-ze doesn"t want to get mixed up in any trouble," said Mr. Wilburn in an undertone. "He probably fears it may end in his having to appear before a magistrate. That always means a fine, you know, whether one is in the right or the wrong. It is evident, brother, that we must adjust this matter ourselves with Mr. Chefoo"s help, since Mr.
Kit-ze plainly doesn"t want to take a hand in it."
But neither threats nor persuasions could elicit a word of reply from the man. Even Mr. Chefoo"s fine speeches failed.
"Can he be deaf and dumb?" asked Mr. Reid finally.
"No, father, he is not," replied Helen positively.
All eyes were now quickly turned to her, astonishment plainly written on the faces.
"Why, my daughter, how do you know?"
"Because, father, I saw him in the crowd that surrounded me for a few moments on the bank of the river at Han-Kang. I distinctly heard him talking to himself, though I could not understand the words. I thought at the time," she continued, "from the way in which he regarded Mr.
Kit-ze, that they might be acquaintances."
As Helen spoke these last words, she turned her head so as to get a view of Mr. Kit-ze, but he still persistently kept his face turned away, while he seemed to be making aimless search in the river with his pole.
He was a.s.suredly doing nothing toward the progress of the boat, since that still remained stationary in the little rocky inlet toward which he had dexterously steered it when Mr. Chefoo had started for the birds.
Desiring that he should understand what Helen had suggested, Mr. Reid repeated it to him. The man was no acquaintance of his, Mr. Kit-ze emphatically declared.
"I think we had better pitch him into the river," said Mr. Chefoo, "and leave him to get out as best he can."
"Yes," said Clarence, "he deserves a ducking, if no more."
"No, we won"t be so cruel as that," Mr. Reid replied, "although he may have been after no good. We"ll go ash.o.r.e at the next village and leave him."
"But first," said Clarence, "hadn"t you better search him? He may have taken something of value."