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Chapter 20 “Now to the Tai-ping!” These were the first words that Kin-Fo spoke the next morning, the 30th of June, after a restful night, which he owed to the two heroes of these singular adventures. They were at last on the scene of Lao-Shen’s exploits, and the battle was about to begin in earnest; and would Kin-Fo come out of it a conqueror? Yes, no doubt, if he could capture the Tai-ping; for he would pay whatever price Lao-Shen might exact, in order to get his letter. But he would certainly not be the conqueror if a dagger should strike him in the bosom before he even had time to bargain with Wang’s ferocious substitute. “To the Tai-ping!” answered Fry-Craig, after silently consulting each other with their eyes. The arrival of Kin-Fo, Fry-Craig, and Soun in their singular costume,