Love in the Land of Dragons

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Chapter 8 (v.1)

Submitted: February 26, 2015

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Chapter Eight

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Elizabeth Ander found herself not only utterly surprised but somewhat speechless, as the ever so dashingly handsome Carlton Chambers now stood before her.

Even though Elizabeth was still in the early stages of making Chamber’s acquaintance, she still was somewhat perplexed by the emotional affect he seemed to have over her. Nevertheless, as any proper lady should, she was determined to keep her emotions in check. Soon she regained her composure, as well as her speech.

“Mr. Ch..Chambers,” she nervously began, “when did you arrive?”

Chambers smiled another one of his stunning smiles, “Oh, about half an hour ago.”

“And what brings you back this time?”

Elizabeth unconsciously found herself placing her hands on her hips, as if she were about to scold Chambers for not immediately letting her know that he had returned.

“Why, Ms. Ander,” Chambers mischievously replied, “don’t you remember I mentioned how I now had a very good reason to come back to the Sanctuary?”

“And that reason would be?”

Elizabeth did remember but wanted to hear it from Chambers himself.

“I came back for you, of course!”

That slight twinkle in Chamber’s deliciously deep blue eyes almost made Elizabeth’s heart melt, but as hard as she tried she still couldn’t keep her face from blushing once again.

“Then, uh, what can I do for you?”

Elizabeth immediately knew it was a dumb question, but she was trying to stall in order to sort out the emotional confusion seemingly growing within her very soul.

“Well,” Chambers replied in a tone of utter confidence, “if I may be so bold. I want you to run away with me!”

“What??!!” Elizabeth blurted out.

Chambers then let out a hearty laugh.

“Just for this afternoon.”

“I..I still don’t understand.”

Elizabeth’s face took on an even more perplexed look.

“Father Polsky told me you’ve really been working tirelessly on your teaching assignments,” Chambers explained, “and that you’ve taken on some added responsibilities by helping him with his gardening.”

“Yes, but I’m really enjoying it,” Elizabeth slyly smiled.

“Oh, I’m sure you are,” Chambers began, “but you know the old saying, All work and no play makes “Jill” a very dull gal.”

“Well, I’ve heard the expression,” Elizabeth smirked, “but not quite in the way in which you’ve just put it.”

“Nonetheless,” Chambers continued, “I think you need a break. So what say you and I go on a picnic this afternoon.”

“A picnic?! Well, that’s very kind of you to ask,” Elizabeth cautiously replied, “but Father Polsky asked me to bring over my student evaluations this afternoon. I’m sure he’d want me to go over them with him in order to answer any questions that he may have.”

Elizabeth then noticed an amused look spread across Chambers face.

“Uh, Miss Ander, I have a slight confession to make to you.”

“Oh? What kind of confession?”

Elizabeth was growing very leery as to where all of this was heading.

“I had asked the good Father to come up with a reason to get you to go back to the classroom.”

“Oh you did, did you?” Elizabeth accusingly smirked, “So all of this was just a ploy?”

“Yes, ma’am, I’m afraid so,” Chambers admitted, “you see I wanted to talk to you in private. Away from all the prying eyes and ears.”

“Prying eyes and ears?” Elizabeth was still confused.

“Of your fellow teachers,” Chambers further explained, “Kang and Lee.”

Elizabeth nodded in understanding. She was still taken aback by how fast everything was happening, but she also realized that it would be nice to take a break. She hadn’t been on a picnic for some time and besides, maybe this was her opportunity to get Chambers to open up and answer all the many questions she had about what was really going on here at the Sanctuary and, even more importantly, what his personal connection to it all was.

“Well, if I do decide to go on this picnic with you,” Elizabeth demurely began, “will you promise me something in return?”

“I don’t know, Miss Ander,” Chambers decorously replied back, “it depends on what that promise would entail?”

“Promise me that you’ll answer the million questions that I have.”

Chambers smartly smiled, “How about I answer your million if you’ll answer my one.”

Elizabeth nodded.

“Will you leave with me right now?!”

Elizabeth demurely nodded once more.

“Jolly good!” Chambers added, as he walked over and opened the classroom’s outside door.

“After you, Miss.”

They both walked side by side across the courtyard back towards the main house where Chambers escorted Elizabeth around front. Elizabeth immediately spotted a shiny black automobile parked tidily twenty feet or so off the front porch.

“What a beautiful automobile,” she remarked.

“It’s a Dodge Brothers Roadster,” Chambers explained, “its fully fueled with a fully packed picnic basket back in the rumble seat.”

Chambers walked over and opened the passenger side door then bowed his head.

“Your horseless carriage awaits, milady.”

Elizabeth slyly smiled, as she took Chamber’s outstretched hand, stepped up on the running board, then scooted onto the passenger side bench seat.

Chambers came around to the driver’s side and reached in to switch on the battery, took a cranking tool from the back, went around to the front of the car and hand cranked the engine to get it to turn over. After a half dozen cranks a loud backfire, along with a sudden rumbling, signaled the engine had successfully roared back to life.

Elizabeth then remembered the backfire she’d heard earlier. At that time she thought it was only the sound of distant thunder. Now she realized it was Chambers driving up in the Roadster when he had arrived at the Sanctuary.

However, it was this backfire that now brought Father Polsky out onto the porch. He spotted Elizabeth and waved.

“Have a great time, Elizabeth,” the Father tried to shout over the continuous backfire of the idling engine.

Elizabeth smiled and waved back. Then she heard Father Polsky sternly address Chambers.

“Carlton! Make sure that both of you are back before nightfall!!”

Chambers nodded before hopping in beside Elizabeth, where upon he released the hand brake, grinded the automobile into gear, then drove out onto the furrowed road that led up into the green lush foothills of the distant mountains.

The Roadster left heaps of dust in its trail as it putted along. Elizabeth held on to a leather strap attached above the passenger side door, as Chambers had to maneuver around the myriad of horse and human drawn wagons that also busily traveled along this rutted road. Wagons which carried a variety of harvests to the nearest market or back to their village of origin.

Elizabeth waved at the people they passed by. Some waved back, most just stared straight ahead concentrating on the tasks at hand.

Suddenly, Elizabeth heard Chambers say, “Well, looks like it’s a small world after all,” right before he pointed to something up ahead.

Elizabeth glanced through the windshield to see a horse drawn supply wagon approaching from the opposite side of the road. As the wagon started to pass, she noticed it was being driven by an older woman with a young girl sitting alongside.

Immediately Elizabeth recognized it was Miss Chang and her grand daughter Mingxia! Elizabeth then recalled that Father Polsky mentioned they both had left earlier that morning to gather supplies for the Sanctuary.

Elizabeth waved, as she called out, “Hello Miss Chang!! Hello Mingxia!!”

Upon hearing the greeting, Mingxia glanced over and, after recognizing who it was, broke into a big smile and returned Elizabeth’s wave. However, Miss Chang just gave them a grimace that at best could be described as “indifferent irritation.”

Soon, the Roadster carrying Chambers and Elizabeth and the wagon with Chang and Mingxia, continued on their separate ways.

“What do you know about Miss Chang’s past?” Elizabeth suddenly asked.

“Oh no you don’t, Miss Ander,” Chambers chuckled.

“Oh no I don’t what?” Elizabeth quizzically replied.

“I’m not falling for that trap,” Chambers laughingly explained, “if you want to know anything about our Miss Chang, then you’d better ask her yourself.”

“Why Mr. Chambers,” Elizabeth teased, “I’m beginning to get the impression that you’re scared of our Miss Chang.”

Chambers eagerly nodded his head, “You bet I am! You don’t mess with the Bamboo Lady, unless you have a death wish!”

“Bamboo Lady?” Elizabeth laughed, “But I’m just so curious about her background. How someone like her could end up at the Sanctuary in the first place.”

“Here’s another saying for you, Miss Ander,” Chambers humorously noted, “one that I’m positive you’ve also heard of. Curiosity Killed the Cat!

“Oh very well,” Elizabeth good naturedly pouted, “I guess I’ll just have to find another way, on another day, to persuade you to fill me in on the mysterious Miss Chang.”

“Now that’s an interesting word, persuasion,” Chambers began, “it’s a word that can have so many meanings.”

He then glanced over to give Elizabeth a flirtatious wink.

Elizabeth inadvertently brought her hand to her mouth to try and stifle a subtle snicker and immediately looked out the passenger side window away from Chamber’s line of sight, in order to hide the fact that her face was once more in full fledged blush mode.

Meanwhile Chambers, somewhat relieved that the subject of Miss Chang had hopefully been dropped, shifted into a higher gear. Elizabeth held on tightly to the strap as she was slightly pushed back into her seat by the increasingly forward momentum the Roadster now provided.

“If we go a little faster,” Chambers explained, “we’ll fly over the ruts, so it’ll be a bit of a smoother ride.”

Elizabeth, her blushing finally receding, also reluctantly accepted the fact that the subject at hand of Miss Chang had been dropped. At least for the time being.

“So, is this your automobile?” she inquisitively wondered.

“No, I borrowed it,” Chambers gently smiled.

“Guess its nice to have friends who’ll let you borrow their automobile to go on picnics,” Elizabeth amusingly noted.

“Yes it is,” Chambers good naturedly agreed, “but the fellow who owns it owes me some favors.”

“Oh? Who would that be?”

Elizabeth, despite being reminded of the old saying about curious cats, was still becoming ever the more inquisitive moment by moment.

“Does that count as one of your million questions?” Chambers laughingly asked.

“As a matter of fact…. it does!” Elizabeth teased.

“Well, it belongs to a fellow named Charles Crane. You ever heard of him?”

Elizabeth nodded no.

“He’s the American Ambassador to China.”

Elizabeth eyes grew wide with surprise.

“You’ve borrowed the automobile of the American Ambassador?”

“Yes, ma’am!”

“Well, I must say I’m very impressed, Mr. Chambers. So if I may ask you another question, what exactly do you do for a living, besides hanging around Sanctuaries and taking young ladies to picnics?”

Chambers sheepishly grinned, “I work as a representative for Standard Oil. You know, John Rockefeller’s company?”

“Now him I’ve heard of,” Elizabeth giggled.

“And besides, it’s been quite awhile since I’ve been out on a picnic with a lovely young lady.”

“Oh, and how long ago was that,” Elizabeth mischievously asked, with a slight twinge of jealously which surprised even herself, “and who was thelovely young lady in question?”

However, as she glanced over towards Chambers, she noticed he suddenly had a far away look in his eyes before he answered.

“It was about two years ago….. and that lovely lady was my wife.”

With that being said, Elizabeth Ander’s heart sank like a cast iron anchor.


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