CHAPTER IV - ON THE WAY TO JAVA
On the following day, remembering what was expected of him, X. hired a gharry
and proceeded to discharge all such obligations as etiquette demanded from one
in his peculiar official position. The first and foremost of these was to
inscribe his name in a book in the ante-room of the office of the Colonial
Secretary. The names in this book would make interesting reading, and, thought
X., probably become a source of wealth could one take it into the smoking-room
of a London club and lay ten to one that no three people present could locate
the places named upon a map. Perak or as they would call
it in the smoking-room, Pea rack Selangor,
Pahang called at home Pahhang Jelebu,
Sungei Ujong also Londonized into Sonjeyajang and
many others of unaccustomed sound.
Official routine over (this should
be semi-official routine, suggests X., who fears that
he may be held responsible for any error of the writer,
which may lead it to be supposed that he is arrogating
to himself any real Colonial Office rank) however,
it is difficult to be so observant of nice distinctions X.
next paid a visit to Messrs. John Little and Co.
Every one who has been to Singapore has been to John
Little’s, for it is better known to the dwellers
in that city than even Whitely to Londoners.
Whitely has rivals, John Little has none. From
this famous provider of necessaries and superfluities
to the hospitable club is but a step, and there the
traveller lunched. This club is the meeting-place
of all the prominent merchants in Singapore. The
building is a fine one, with a verandah overlooking
the sea, and the members always cordially welcome
strangers and neighbours from the adjoining peninsula.
Having said this much I feel compelled to risk incurring
the displeasure of X., who will be credited with having
told me, and add that the company is better than the
cooking. The quality of the fluids and the quantity
are without reproach, but the food! that
is one of the things they manage better in the jungle.
In the afternoon the General was again
as good as his word, and took his guest for a drive,
showing to his wondering eyes all the beauties of the
new water-works. The China mail had that morning
come in, and this favourite resort was dotted over
with evident passengers, some of them globe-trotters.
What would the titled traveller have said had his
hurried steps taken him that way? In the evening
His Excellency gave a dinner party to twenty guests
culled from the most select circles in Singapore.
To sit at table with so many Europeans would at any
time have been a new sensation to X., but to suddenly
find himself one of such a distinguished company was
almost alarming in its novelty. However, being
happily situated by the side of Beauty, the situation
expanded generally, and had any member of The Community
been watching, he might have thought that X. was proving
false to the creed that there was no place like Pura
Pura for a man to dwell in.
That which to the other diners was
a matter of every day, to him was both a present pleasure
and a glimpse of the past.
It was, of course, quite hopeless
to attempt to explain to anyone whence he came, or
where he lived, for the very name of Pura Pura was
unknown to them, and so it was necessary to pose as
a passenger passing through en route to Java.
Some amongst the company had been
to Java (including the host), and all spoke in high
terms of the civility to be found there.
In the morning the traveller took
leave of his kind host, who left first at 5.30 a.m.
for some early little game of war, a description of
which would probably have been as vague to a civilian
as would the geographical position of Pura Pura, or
the exact official status of X., to members of the
company of the previous evening. The great soldier
having driven off in full uniform through a throng
of salaaming menials of various nationalities, X.
entered his humble gharry, and, followed by Usoof
and Abu, drove to the Messagerie wharf.
The steamer for Batavia was the s.s. Godavery,
which was in connection with the mails for home.
The cost of the passage is, perhaps, for the actual
distance travelled, the most expensive in the world.
The time taken by the voyage is thirty-six hours.