Chapter 17
“Where are we now, Capt. Yin?” asked Kin-Fo, when all danger was over.
“I cannot tell exactly,” answered the captain, whose face had resumed its wonted jollity.
“In the Gulf of Pe-che-lee, do you think?”
“Perhaps.”
“Or in the Gulf of Leao-Tong?”
“Possibly.”
“But where shall we land?”
“Wherever the wind sends us.”
“And when?”
“That is impossible for me to say.”
“A true c******n always keeps to the east, sir,” resumed Kin-Fo, rather out of humor, and quoting a very popular saying in the Central Empire.
“On land he does, but not on sea,” replied Capt. Yin, with a laugh that stretched his mouth from ear to ear.
“It is no laughing matter,” said Kin-Fo.
“Nor one to cry about,” replied the captain. The truth is, that, although the situation had nothing alarming in it, it
