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"Unfortunately, an escort of soldiers would spoil my chances at big game. We shall pick up some native hunters."
Wu Fang Chien bowed, with a faint flicker of green eyes.
"It shall be as you wish, Captain Gray. But I am distressed at the thought you may suffer harm. The last American who went beyond the Western Gate, died."
Gray frowned. He had not known that one of his countrymen had penetrated so far into the interior.
"Without doubt," pursued the mandarin, stroking his fan gently across his face, "you have a good supply of rifles. I have heard much of these excellent weapons of your country. Would you oblige me showing them to me before you leave Honan?"
"I should be glad to do so," said Gray, "if they were not packed in our luggage which will not be here before we set out. But I have two small presents"
The gift of the clock and electric light turned the thread of conversation and seemed to satisfy Wu Fang Chien, who bowed them out with the utmost courtesy to the waiting sedan chairs. Then, as the bearers picked up the poles, he drew a small and exquisite vase from under his robe and pressed it upon Gray as a token, he said, to keep fresh the memory of their visit.
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