William Plomer, Review, 'london Mercury', April 1939
That these two writers were enterprising goes without saying. Starting from Hong Kong, they journeyed by way of Canton, Hankow, and Sian, and ended up at Shanghai. They travelled by boat, by car, by train, by rickshaw, on horse-back, on foot. As guests, as interviewers, as English visitors, as fellow-travellers, they encountered all kinds of people, ambassadors, beggars, an American bishop, Chiang Kai-Shek and his wife, doctors, missionaries, Mr. Peter Fleming, servants, soldiers, intellectuals. They visited hospitals and film-studios, dealt with bugs and dysentery, air-raids and ennui, and made their way to the front, or perhaps we had better say the scene of military operations.