"Gettie
mad heap better."
I felt that, as usual, Li Ho was right. And, just here, let me
interpose that I am quite sure Li Ho can speak perfectly good
English if he wishes. He certainly understands it. I have tried to
puzzle him often by measured and academic speech and never yet has
he missed the faintest shade of meaning. So I did not waste time
with Pigeon English. I told him the facts briefly.
"Me no likee," said Li Ho.
"You don't have to," said I.
Li Ho explained that it was not the contemplated marriage which
received his disapproval but the circumstances surrounding it. "Me
muchy glad Missy get mallied," said he. "Ladies so do, velly nice!
When you depart to go?"
"Tomorrow," I said. Since we had given up the elopement it seemed
more dignified to wait and depart by daylight.
Li Ho shook his head.
"You no wait tomolla," said he, "You go tonight. You go click."
"We can't go too quickly to suit me," I said. "It is for Miss Desire
to decide."
"Me tell Missy," he said and hurried away.
Somehow, Li Ho always knows where to find Desire. She vanishes from
my ken often, but never from his. He must have found her quickly
this time for she came at once. She looked troubled.
"Li Ho says we had better go tonight," she said.
"Can you be ready?"
"Yes. It isn't that. It's just that it would seem more--more
sensible by daylight. But Li Ho says you have told father, and that
father was--upset. He said something about tonight being the full
moon.
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