The boat came back with Ching looking disappointed, and his yellow forehead ploughed with parallel lines.
"Ching know," he said to me one evening mysteriously.
"Know what ?" I said.
"Plenty pilate boat hide away in island.

No come while big ship _Teasler_ here." "Oh, wait a bit," I said; "we shall catch them yet." "No, catchee," he said despondently.

"Pilate velly cunning.

See Queen Victolia ship say big gun go bang.

'Top away." "But where do you think they hide ?" "Evelywhere," he said.