CONTENTS
CHAPTER VII—THE INSCRUTABLE WEST
CHAPTER VIII—ABOARD THE YELLOW JUNK
CHAPTER XI—THE LANDSCAPE SCROLL OF CHAO MENG-FU
CHAPTER XII—AT THE HOUR OF THE TIGER
CHAPTER XIII—HIS EXCELLENCY SPEAKS
ON a night in October, 1911, the river steamer Yen Hsin lay alongside the godown, or warehouse, of the Chinese Navigation Company at Shanghai. Her black hull bulked large in the darkness that was spotted with inadequate electric lights. Her white cabins, above, lighted here and there, loomed high and ghostly, extending as far as the eye