"I was there a couple of times after the Korean War. I imagine the Kowloon side is cut off now. Used to be some nice shopping centers there."
"I don't suppose there'll be much left," he replied. "The area has been isolated for months. Everybody who could get away has gone. I expect it will be more like a prison camp than a tourist resort."
"Well, it shouldn't be too bad," I grinned at him. "Some of those Chinese girls with the high split skirts were mighty nice looking."
"Hush up now, you hear?" Polly said. "Don't you be giving him ideas."
"I don't need to Polly, he's been there before."
"Don't pay any attention to John," Pat said. "His mind's in a rut."
"Can you think of a better one?" Hallam asked.
"Oh, you men!" Polly snorted contemptuously.
"The luggage is all loaded, Doctor," a young RCAF officer had come up and reported to Cope. "We're ready to go now."
"Thank you," Harry said and turned to the Chief. "I'll let you know what happens, sir."