Had arranged to make a call upon a distant cousin--a man named Tarling--who is in the police force at Shanghai, but too much of a fag.

Spent evening at Chu Han's dancing hall.

Got very friendly with a pretty little Chinese girl who spoke pigeon English.
Am seeing her to-morrow at Ling Foo's.

She is called 'The Little Narcissus.' I called her 'My Little Daffodil'-- " Mr.Milburgh stopped in his reading.
"Little Daffodil!" he repeated, then looked at the ceiling and pinched his thick lips.

"Little Daffodil!" he said again, and a big smile dawned on his face.
He was still engaged in reading when a bell shrilled in the hall.