The Reds had no interest in Kunming. The way was open to the Jinsha Jiang, the river of Golden Sands.[…] The first of these targets was the riverside hamlet of Jiaopingdu, as important to me on my route of badges as it had been to the Communists who wanted to cross the Jinsha Jiang there and to the Nationalists who wanted to prevent them.

He was disappointed that Tassie had not been able to be included in the Brent Chapman tour and this together with highly successful visit by Kirk McKusik and Gene Spafford had convinced him it was worth seeking a chapter in Tassie.

Quoth Hudibras, I smell a rat; \ Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate: \ For though the thesis which thou lay'st \ Be true, ad amussim, as thou say'st; \ For that bear-baiting should appear, \ Jure divino, lawfuller \ Than synods are, thou dost deny \ Totidem verbis; so do I: \ Yet there's a fallacy in this; \ For if by sly homœosis, \ Thou wouldst sophistically imply \ Both are unlawful, I deny.

He might have flinched altogether from speaking if at this moment he had not seen Ampleforth, the hairy-eared poet, wandering limply round the room with a tray, looking for a place to sit down.