Wo called out to him. He said. "IT can't get out." The water was. too high to allow the sampan to pass through the gate and too low to permit it to ride over the wall. On the way back, however, we saw his goods being transferred, a piece at a time, to sampans outside the wall. One coolie was wearing a British flag over his head as a sun protection.
Farther on, we suddenly dis covered that we were sailing through a peach orchard. We picked unripe fruit from the tops Of the trees. In the flooded area, one house was high enough on stilts as to be still untouched. Yellow corn hung around the house drying. And-inside sat two Chinese serenely smoking and -guarding' their treasure.
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