I want to have twenty men looking like a Chinese crew by to-morrow." "Come along, Ching." "Yes," he said.

"Do it velly well.

Chinese pilate velly cunning fellow.

You go gettee two junk, put men on board." "You go and get the men ready," said Mr Reardon shortly.

"That will do." Directly after I had Ching supplied from the purser's stores with plenty of fine oakum and a couple of bottles of ink.