Long, in his gruff broken English. “I find another job.”
Ren stares at him, astonished. Ah Long has never said anything to him about this, but there’s a warm feeling in his stomach. As though a cat is sitting on it, with its furry, comforting bulk.
Dr. Rawlings inclines his head thoughtfully. “I have a proposal for both of you. I’ve a job transfer coming up, and my current staff doesn’t want to relocate. I’ll need a cook and a houseboy. It will be much the same sort of bachelor duties, since my wife and family are in England.”
Ah Long glances at Ren and gives an almost imperceptible nod. “Thank you, Tuan. I think about it.”
Rawlings nods, too, a storklike jerk. He also looks at Ren. “I’m not a surgeon like Mr. Acton was. I’m a pathologist and a coroner, which is an interesting field of study, though I understand if you find that frightening, after all you’ve been through.”
Ren says seriously, “Will it be all right?”
“Yes. I promise that you’ll have time to go to school. I heard you said no to the lawyer, but I think in a little while, you’ll change your mind. Mr. Acton would have wanted it. He thought very highly of you.”
Ren’s face brightens. “Did he?”
“Indeed he did. He told me about your treating that girl Nandani’s leg, and said you were a natural physician. You ought not to waste such a gift—you may save many lives in future.”
Saving lives. Ren feels a bubble of hope. Yes, he would like that. “Where are you transferring to, Tuan?”
“Singapore,” says Rawlings. “The Singapore General Hospital. I think you’ll like it there.”
Notes
WERETIGERS
The tiger has traditionally been revered across Asia. Ancestor worship in the form of tigers—the belief that the soul of an ancestor could reincarnate as a tiger—was common in Java, Bali, Sumatra, and Malaya, and though the ancestor form was considered “friendly,” it was also feared as a disciplinarian.
Spirit tigers appear in many guises, including guardian spirits of shrines and holy places, corpses who transform, and entire villages of beast-men. Tigers, like humans, were thought to possess a soul, and were often addressed with honorary titles, such as “uncle” or “grandfather.” In many tales, the true nature of the weretiger is that of a beast who wears a human skin—the exact opposite of the European werewolf. There is probably some connection to Buddhist and Daoist beliefs that certain animals could, by practicing meditation and magic, attain human form. Yet no matter how powerful they become, they are never quite human.
Shape-shifters, in particular, embody the tension between man and his beast nature. In most tales, the tiger acts in ways that people normally do not, expressing hidden or forbidden desires: the most basic of which is to murder people in their own houses. The weretigers of Kerinci were said to covet gold and silver, while southern China has a number of stories of attractive women who are tigers in disguise, and are only revealed when they start digging up graves to devour corpses, much to the horror of their husbands. More amusingly, in Pu Songling’s story “Mr. Miao” (苗生), a stranger who joins a scholar as his drinking companion is so irritated by the poor quality of poetry recited at a gathering that he turns into a tiger and kills everyone (perhaps the ultimate literary criticism!).
MALAYA
Malaya is the historic name for present-day Malaysia. Colonized by the Portuguese, then the Dutch, and finally the British before independence in 1957, Malaya was a highly profitable source of tin, coffee, rubber, and spices, as well as home to the important trading ports of Penang, Melaka, and Singapore.
PERAK (KINTA VALLEY)
This book takes place in the state of Perak, most notably the Kinta Valley towns of Batu Gajah and Ipoh. One of the world’s richest tin deposits, the Kinta Valley has been commercially mined since the 1880s. For more than a century, up till the 1980s, Malaysia continued to supply more than half the world’s tin ore.
Kinta has a long history, having been settled since Neolithic times. As far back as the 1500s, the Portuguese noted that Perak paid its annual tributes in tin. During the 1700s, it was famous for its wild elephants, which were trapped and sold for the elephant armies of the Moghul emperors. The landscape is dominated by beautiful limestone hills, many of which are riddled with natural caves and underground rivers.
Ipoh, the largest city in Perak, was once known as the cleanest, neatest town in Malaysia. The center of