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“Is it possible？” said Tu， who was rather staggered by this long catalogue of crimes. “I should not have believed that any one could have ventured to have charged your honoured father with such things， least of all the intendant， who is notoriously possessed of an itching palm. But I tell you what we can do at once. Wei and I， being M.A.'s， have a right to call on the prefect， and it will be a real pleasure to us to exercise our new privilege for the first time in your service. We will urge him to inquire into the matter， and I cannot doubt that he will at once quash the proceedings.”
Unhappily， Tu's hopes were not realised. The prefect was very civil， but pointed out that， since a higher court had ordered the arrest of the colonel， he was powerless to interfere in the matter. Many were the consultations held by the three friends， and much personal relief Jasmine got from the support and sympathy of the young men. One hope yet remained to her： Tu and Wei were about to go to Peking for their doctor's degrees， and if they passed they might be able to bring such influence to bear as would secure the release of her father.
“Let not the 'young noble' distress himself overmuch，” said Wei to her， with some importance. “This affair will be engraven on our hearts and minds， and if we take our degrees we will use our utmost exertions to wipe away the injustice which has been done your father.”
“Unhappily，” said the more practical Tu， “it is too plain that the examining magistrates are all in league to ruin him. But let our elder brother remain quietly at home， doing all he can to collect evidence in the colonel's favour， while we will do our best at the capital. If things turn out well with us there， our elder brother had better follow at once to assist us with his advice.”
Before the friends parted， Wei， whose own affairs were always his first consideration， took an opportunity of whispering to Jasmine， “Don't forget your honoured sister's promise， I beseech you. Whether we succeed or not， I shall ask for her in marriage on my return.”
“Under present circumstances， we must no longer consider the engagement，” said Jasmine， shocked at his introducing the subject at such a moment，“ and the best thing that you can do is to forget all about it.”
The moment for the departure of the young men had come， and they had no time to say more. With bitter tears， the two youths took leave of the weeping Jasmine， who， as their carts disappeared in the distance， felt for the first time what it was to be alone in misery. She saw little of her stepmother in those days. That poor lady made herself so ill with unrestrained grief that she was quite incapable of rendering either help or advice. Fortunately the officials showed no disposition to proceed with the indictment， and by the judicious use of the money at her command Jasmine induced the prison authorities to make her father's confinement as little irksome as possible. She was allowed to see him at almost any time， and on one occasion， when he was enjoying her presence as in his prosperous days he had never expected to do， he remarked：
“Since the officials are not proceeding with the business， I think my best plan will be to send a petition to Peking asking the Board of War to acquit me. But my difficulty is that I have no one whom I can send to look after the business.”
“Let me go，” said Jasmine. “When Tu and Wei were leaving， they begged me to follow them to consult as to the best means of helping you， and with them to depend on I have nothing to fear.”
“I quite believe that you are as capable of managing the matter as anybody，” said her father， admiringly； “but Peking is a long way off， and I cannot bear to think of the things which might happen to you on the road.”
“From all time，” answered Jasmine， “it has been considered the duty of a daughter to risk anything in the service of her father； and though the way is long， I shall have weapons to defend myself with against injury， and a clear conscience with which to answer any interrogatories which may be put to me. Besides， I will take our messenger， 'The Dragon，' and his wife with me. I will make her dress as a man——what fun it will be to see Mrs. Dragon's portly form in trousers， and gabardine！ When that transformation is made， we shall be a party of three men. So， you see， she and I will have a man to protect us， and I shall have a woman to wait upon me； and if such a gallant company cannot travel from this to Peking in safety， I'll forswear boots and trousers and will retire into the harem for ever.”
“Well，” said her father， laughing， “if you can arrange in that way， go by all means， and the sooner you start the sooner I hope you will be back.”
Delighted at having gained the approval of her father to her scheme， Jasmine quickly made the arrangements for her journey. On the morning of the day on which she was to start， the results of the doctors' examination at Peking reached Mienchu， and， to Jasmine's infinite delight， she found the names of Tu and Wei among the successful candidates. Armed with this good news， she hurried to the prison. All difficulties seemed to disappear like mist before the sun as she thought of the powerful advocates she now had at Peking.
“Tu and Wei have passed，” she said， as she rushed into her father's presence， “and now the end of our troubles is approaching.”
With impatient hope Jasmine took leave of her father， and started on her eventful journey. As evening drew on she entered the suburbs of Ch'engtu， the provincial capital， and sent “The Dragon” on to find a suitable inn for the couple of nights which she knew she would be compelled to spend in the city. “The Dragon” was successful in his search， and conducted Jasmine and his wife to a comfortable hostelry in one of the busiest parts of the town. Having refreshed herself with an excellent dinner， Jasmine was glad to rest from the fatigues and heat of the day in the cool courtyard into which her room opened. Fortune and builders had so arranged that a neighbouring house， towering above the inn， overlooked this restful spot， and one of the higher windows faced exactly the position which Jasmine had taken up. Such a fact would not， in ordinary circumstances， have troubled her in the least； but she had not been sitting long before she began to feel an extraordinary attraction toward the window. She did her best to look the other way， but she was often unconsciously impelled to glance up at the lattice. Once she fancied she saw the curtain move. Determined to verify her impression， she suddenly raised her eyes， after a prolonged contemplation of the pavement， and caught a momentary sight of a girl's face， which as instantly disappeared， but not before Jasmine had been able to recognise that it was one of exceptional beauty.
“Now， if I were a young man，” said she to herself， “I ought to feel my heart beat at the sight of such loveliness， and it would be my bounden duty to swear that I would win the owner of it in the teeth of dragons. But as my manhood goes no deeper than my outer garments， I can afford to sit here with a quiet pulse and a whole skin.”
The next day Jasmine was busily engaged in interviewing some officials in the interest of her father， and only reached the shelter of her inn toward evening. As she passed through the courtyard she instinctively looked up at the window， and again caught a glimpse of the vision of beauty which she had seen the evening before. “If she only knew，” thought Jasmine， “that I was such a one as herself， she would be less anxious to see me， and more likely to avoid me.”
While amusing herself at the thought of the fair watcher， the inn door opened， and a waiting-woman entered carrying a small box. As she approached Jasmine she bowed low， and with bated breath thus addressed her：
“May every happiness be yours， sir. My young lady， Miss King， whose humble dwelling is the adjoining house， seeing that you are living in solitude， has sent me with this fruit and tea as a complimentary offering.”
So saying， she presented to Jasmine the box， which contained pears and a packet of scented tea.
“To what am I indebted for this honour？” replied Jasmine； “I can claim no relationship with your lady， nor have I the honour of her acquaintance.”
“My young lady says，” answered the waiting-woman， “that， among the myriads who come to this inn and the thousands who go from it， she has seen no one to equal your Excellency in form and feature. At sight of you she was confident that you came from a lofty and noble family， and having learned from your attendants that you are the son of a colonel， she ventured to send you these trifles to supplement the needy fare of this rude inn.”
“Tell me something about your young lady，” said Jasmine， in a moment of idle curiosity.
“My young lady，” said the woman， “is the daughter of Mr. King， who was a vice-president of a lower court. Her father and mother having both visited the 'Yellow Springs' [Hades]， she is now living with an aunt， who has been blessed by the God of Wealth， and whose main object in life is to find a husband whom her niece may be willing to marry. The young gentleman， my young lady's cousin， is one of the richest men in Ch'engtu. All the larger inns belong to him， and his profits are as boundless as the four seas. He is as anxious as his mother to find a suitable match for the young lady， and has promised that so soon as she can make a choice he will arrange the wedding.”
“I should have thought，” said Jasmine， “that， being the owner of so much wealth and beauty， the young lady would have been besieged by suitors from all parts of the empire.”
“So she is，” said the woman， “and from her window yonder she espies them， for they all put up at this inn. Hitherto she has made fun of them all， and describes their appearance and habits in the most amusing way. 'See this one，' says she， 'with his bachelor cap on and his new official clothes and awkward gait， looking for all the world like a barn-door fowl dressed up as a stork； or that one， with his round shoulders， monkey-face， and crooked legs；' and so she tells them off.”
“What does she say of me， I wonder？” said Jasmine， amused.
“Of your Excellency she says that her comparisons fail her， and that she can only hope that the Fates who guided your jewelled chariot hitherward will not tantalise her by an empty vision， but will bind your ankles to hers with the red matrimonial cords.”
“How can I hope for such happiness？” said Jasmine， smiling. “But please to tell your young lady that， being only a guest at this inn， I have nothing worthy of her acceptance to offer in return for her bounteous gifts， and that I can only assure her of my boundless gratitude.”
With many bows， and with reiterated wishes for Jasmine's happiness and endless longevity， the woman took her leave.
“Truly this young lady has formed a most perverted attachment，” said Jasmine to herself. “She reminds me of the man in the fairy tale who fell in love with a shadow， and， so far as I can see， she is not likely to get any more satisfaction out of it than he did.” So saying， she took up a pencil and scribbled the following lines on a scrap of paper：
“With thoughts as ardent as a quenchless thirst，She sends me fragrant and most luscious fruit；Without a blush she seeks a phenix guest [a bachelor] Who dwells alone like case-enveloped lute.”
After this mental effort Jasmine went to bed. Nor had her interview with the waiting-woman made a sufficient impression on her mind to interfere in any way with her sleep. She was surprised， however， on coming into her sitting-room in the morning， to meet the same messenger， who， laden with a dish of hot eggs and a brew of tea， begged Jasmine to “deign to look down upon her offerings.”
“Many thanks，” said Jasmine， “for your kind attention.”
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