"Donder en bliksem, does Ah Sing know this?" Muller asked anxiously.
Van Slyck's lips curled in cynical amusement at the inanity of the question.
"He knows," Koyala declared.
"Of course he knows," Van Slyck added sarcastically. "The question is, what is he going to do?"
"I do not know," Koyala replied. "He can tell you that himself when he comes here."
"He's coming here?" Van Slyck asked quickly.
"Yes."
"When?"
"I am not in Ah Sing's councils," Koyala declared coldly.
"The deuce you're not," Van Slyck retorted irritably. "You seem to know a lot of things we hadn't heard of. What does Ah Sing expect us to do? Pander to this Yankee deck-scrubber until he comes?"