“For that I thank you. But it is to So T'ung a hundred and eighty li. The best mules or horses will need two days. I can walk there in less than one day. I have walked there in twenty hours.”
“You are a man of courage. I will order the soldiers to start by noon.”
Back at the compound, Doane assembled his staff in one of the schoolrooms. Mr. and Mrs. Boatwright were there, Miss Hemphill and Dr. Cassin. He laid the telegram before them, and repeated his conversation with the provincial judge.
They listened soberly. For a brief time one spoke. Then Mrs. Boatwright asked, bluntly:
“You are sure you ought to go?”
Doane inclined his head.
“If things are as bad as this, how about our safety here?”
“You will be protected. Both Pao and Chang will see to that. And in case of serious danger—something unforeseen, you must demand an escort to Ping Yang. You will be safe there with Monsieur Pourmont.”
“How about your own safety?”
“I have put the responsibility squarely on Pao's shoulders. He knows what I am going to do. He is sending soldiers after me. He will undoubtedly telegraph ahead; he'll have to do that.”