Blood Alley Page #4

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- Capt. Wilder!

Are you trying to kill us all?

In my room.

Mr. Tao told us

to stay with the Han family.

Comrades aren't always well-mannered.

- Get back to the Hans. I'll be all right.

- I'm staying.

Don't be a fool just because I was.

Shove off.

Don't ever try ordering me around,

Capt. Wilder.

And keep your hands to yourself!

Get in bed.

Under the mattress.

This is quite a piece of real estate

you sleep in.

- Where's my chart?

- I had Susu burn it in the kitchen.

- You what?

- There wasn't time to find a safe place.

That's great.

You were seen from the ferryboat

last night.

Heroes in tennis shoes.

One of the deckhands remembered

the smell of bean cake.

Now they're trying to thrash answers

out of Big Han.

They'll never get to first base.

- Your hero is coming back.

- I'll handle it.

Get out of here.

Get out!

I'm not very good at saying thank you.

Then don't bother.

You were certainly cool and efficient.

It wasn't pretty, but it was silent.

Why did you kill him?

It seemed like a good idea.

Do you think I'm the first woman

ever touched by a soldier?

He'll be missed.

You may have ruined everything.

Start making sense.

I would have lived through

the affair in the hall without you.

Stop kidding me. You're glad I came along.

With a little luck,

they'll think he went over the hill.

They'll grab that ferryboat tomorrow

and be gone before they miss him.

You better go

before I start making a fool of myself.

Over what?

Over you.

Now, wait a minute.

You're a nice kid...

and so far, I've managed

to keep my hands off of you.

But don't press your luck,

and don't kid yourself about me.

I won't.

I hate the Reds because they closed

a lot of Chinese ports...

where I have dames.

Chinese, Eurasian, and White Russian.

We ever get back to Hong Kong...

you can step back up to your world,

where you belong...

and I'll get back down to mine.

I can't believe

that's all the Reds mean to you.

Let's cat the anchor once and for all.

Somebody pinned the bleeding heart

of China on your sleeve...

but they never got around to me.

There's been some trouble.

I had to kill a soldier.

He's hidden in the kitchen.

Such things are sometimes necessary.

We better pirate that ferryboat

and shove off.

That will be impossible.

The soldiers brought news there was

boiler damage in the South River.

Our ferryboat no longer runs.

What you think you do?

Keep closed. Understand?

The Commie family's back?

- You must stay in house now.

- Any news on the ferry?

Soon, maybe.

- How about Cathy's old man?

- Not come back yet.

My thinky Captain sailorman

need cutty hair.

My cutty, all right?

My thinky Captain sailing man want bathy.

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