There was reason to worry, too, for just a few years ago, the demons had broken their own laws and turned away over twenty thousand of their former guests who had expected to be readmitted. This figure does not even reflect the large number of Tang men who could not get into the country for the first time. The demons, it seemed were determined to cut down on the number of Tang people living on the Golden Mountain. (1.38)
[Grandfather] was a proud man who would take nonsense from nobody. One day shortly after he had arrived, some drunken demons had tried to cut off his queue. Grandfather could have worn a wig if his queue had been cut off. He would not have been the first "guest" of the demons who had to resort to one, but instead Grandfather had spat in their faces and busted a few heads, and before the whole thing was finished, he was swinging from a lamppost by some demon's clothesline. (4.13)
The tent flap was raised by a young demon officer. One of Miss Whitlaw's demon neighbors was pointing at us. "Come along, you two," the young officer said. "We're moving you out."
"All of us?" Father asked incredulously.
"Just YOU, Chinamen," the young officer said. "You sabe me?" (10.84-87)