THE INOPPORTUNE BEHAVIOUR OF LI-LOE
breathing-space contemplate or provide for so formidable an outlay."
A shadow of inquiry appeared above the eyebrows of the Sublimest, although his refined imperturbability did not permit him to display any acute emotion.
"It is not entirely a matter of what you contemplated, merchant, but what this multitudinous and, as we now perceive, generally well-armed concourse imagined. Greatly do we fear that when the position has been explained to them, the breathing-space remaining, O Wong Pao, will not be in your body. What," continued the liberal-minded sovereign, turning to one of his attending nobles, "what was it that happened to Ning-lo, who failed to satisfy the lottery ticket holders in somewhat similar circumstances?"
"The scorpion vat, Serenest," replied the vassal.
"Ah," commented the Enlightened One, "for the moment we thought that it was the burning sulphur plaster."
"That was Ching Yan, who lost approval in the inlaid coffin raffle, Benign Head," prompted the noble.
"True—there is a certain oneness in all these cases. Well, Wong Pao, we are entirely surrounded by an expectant mob and their attitude, after much patient waiting, is tending towards a clearly-defined tragedy. By what means is it your intention to extricate us all from the position into which your insatiable vanity has thrust us?"
"Alas, Imperishable Majesty, I only appear to have three pieces of silver and a string of brass cash in my sleeve," confessed Wong Pao tremblingly.
"And that would not go very far—even if flung into the limits of the press," commented the Emperor.
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