12 SHANGHAI 



King George the fullest justice, ejaculated at no 

 one in particular " Hey ! Break away. I see 

 you." Below a group of Loyalists with jovial, 

 brazen voices reiterated the statement that they 

 were the Dollar Princesses, the wretchedest women 

 on earth. A compact mob of Chinamen listened 

 from the pavement and clapped delightedly at each 

 encore. Far on the left the Astor House glowed 

 through the night, and the lights of warships shone 

 from the river. Sampans, silhouetted against their 

 glow, glided noiselessly, phantomlike, and unsub- 

 stantial. A procession came whirling past. Light 

 horse, scouts, volunteers, the regalia picked out 

 with electric lights, great emblematic cars, Britannia, 

 Japan, Australia, South Africa ; Sikhs, fine, soldierly 

 men ; they swung by in succession. The Sikhs had 

 won the tug-of-war at the sports after a terrific 

 struggle, and were enthusiastically applauded. 

 Bluejackets whirled madly in and out, two-stepping, 

 waltzing in fours, bunny-hugging, and any other 

 steps which happened to occur to them. They can- 

 noned off groups of Chinese, drove across the road, 

 buzzed through another group, and finally swung 

 round a corner. Then a hundred or so neat little 

 brown-faced Japs, all in white, paper lanterns 

 glowing with the Rising Sun held aloft, came at 

 a quick trot, trim and compact. The old gentle- 

 man in the next window stopped his everlasting 

 " Break away," and yelled " Banzais " at the top 

 of his voice. 



The brown faces shone duskily in the glare of 

 the lanterns. " Banzai ! Banzai ! " they called 

 back. It began to pour with rain, and Coronation 

 day was over. 



