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In a conspicuous place , also , sat the little green god , upon whose exquisitely carved shoulders was supposed to rest the `` heap plenty velly good luckee '' of Dong Ling 's prophecy . On the first floor Bertram 's old rooms and the drawing-room came in for their share of the general overhauling . Even Spunkie did not escape , but had to submit to the ignominy of a bath . And then dawned fair and clear the first day of September , bringing at five o'clock the bride and groom . Respectfully lined up in the hall to meet them were Pete and Dong Ling : Pete with his wrinkled old face alight with joy and excitement ; Dong Ling grinning and kotowing , and chanting in a high-pitched treble : `` Miss Billee , Miss Billee -- plenty much welcome , Miss Billee ! '' `` Yes , welcome home , Mrs. _ Henshaw ! _ '' bowed Bertram , turning at the door , with an elaborate flourish that did not in the least hide his tender pride in his new wife .