"He comee alle light. He comee lound allee light," chattered one of the Chinamen.
And sure enough, in a few minutes Ed found himself much better.
The other Chink had a suit of Chinese clothes, and he now ordered Ed to dress himself in them, which he was able to do with some help.
By this time the illusion had been dispelled.
Not only were these the same Chinamen, but Ed could see by the lights of the bridges that they were now away downtown, for he had studied the map of New York and he knew about where the bridges were located.
The two Chinamen now led him down the uncovered pier to South street, where an old ramshackle hack was waiting.
Ed got in unresistingly. He was too weak to help himself.
The tough proved to be the driver.
He got on the box, started up his horses and rounded them up in Chinatown.
During the ride Ed dropped off asleep and had to be aroused.