55 Days at Peking Page #2

Wont you open it?

Open it and

you must read it.

Then you must answer.

Lewis!

- Ah, Carlo!

- My dear chap!

- Captain.

- You re late.

What kept you?

I lost 2 men.

Had to bury them.

- Come on, let's get a drink.

- Alright.

Try and get a room

here too, Andy.

I want to look up the kid.

Ah yes, your little girl.

- How old is she now?

No, she must be 12.

It s a pity. No mother

and practically no father.

What can I do?

She s in a French mission

for Chinese orphans.

You re better than most.

You do try to see her.

But leaving her in a mission

is no way to raise her.

But what do I do?

Take her to Illinois?

How would she make out there?

They'd treat her

like a freak.

She s better off

among her own kind.

- You really think so?

- Sure.

May I have your key?

I need it for

the American officer.

Thank you.

Besides,

you have to live

your own life.

I've just had an invitation.

Please sit down, Major.

Ask him and

we'll drink together.

He d tell us his troubles.

What shall I tell you?

That you're happy Im here.

You re very direct.

Im a marine.

Im short on time.

How much is there for me?

All you want.

Have you found

this approach successful?

Not really, no.

I dont know another.

Keep drinking, Major.

The uniform

will hold you.

- Clever women make me nervous.

- No, please...

Please dont go.

What can I offer you?

My life?

My room.

They gave it to you.

Is that too much to ask?

My life isn't worth much,

but hotel rooms here

are at a premium.

Do you always offer

your life to strangers?

To a soldier, strangers

are the best friends.

Im not in uniform, Major.

Things are fine

as they are.

Major Lewis.

A British orderly

to see you.

The Minister wishes

to see you, sir.

He told me to tell you

he s been authorized

to act for your Minister.

Fine. Tell him

I'll be right along.

Yes, sir.

Here s you key.

Thanks.

What about your things?

- Put them back.

- But there s only one room.

Let the Baroness

figure it out. She s clever.

Dont laugh yet, Major.

It s a very small room.

I've been

in tight places before.

So have I, Major.

- Daddy!

- Teresa!

Daddy!

Daddy!

- Hello, Britten.

- Good day, sir.

Wake up, sentries!

Take a tip

from an old soldier.

Whenever you see a Major

of the American Marines,

you will present arms.

And don't forget it!

If this be I,

as I suppose it be,

my little dog

will know me.

Come in.

Im, sorry,

are you busy?

Of course I am.

I always am.

Busier than usual?

Or just busy?

Both.

Well, what s

the pressing female problem?

Just this,

Am I to pack or not to pack?

Do we go to England?

Do we leave

this year or not?

I dont know.

You dont know...

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