The ball now began. A number of canaries from their respective cages
sang waltzes and _habaneras_. The cornets and the clarionets too were
very skilful in pressing their keys all by themselves; the violins
pinched their own strings; and the trumpets blew into each other.
Migajas thought this music was entrancing. It is unnecessary to say
that the princess danced with him. The other ladies found partners
among the officers of the army and the sovereigns who had left their
horses outside. Among these were Prince Bismarck, the Emperor of
Germany, and Napoleon. Migajas was beside himself with pride and
excitement. It would be impossible to describe the emotions of his
soul as he dashed into the dizzy whirls of the waltz with his beloved
in his arms. Her soft breathing and an occasional stray lock of her
golden hair caressed his cheek, tickling him gently and producing a
strange intoxication. A loving glance or a little sigh of fatigue
would every now and then put a climax to his madness.
Suddenly the monkeys appeared and announced supper. This caused a
great commotion. Migajas rejoiced greatly, for with no prejudice to
the spiritual character of his love, the poor little fellow was very
hungry.
IX.
The dining-hall was superb and the table exquisite. The china was of
the very finest manufactured for dolls, and a multitude of bouquets
showed their colors and scattered their fragrance from egg-stands
and thimbles. Pacorrito sat at the princess's right. They began to
eat. The parrots and paper birds waited upon them with such order
and rapidity that they seemed like soldiers drilling before their
general. The dishes were delicious. Everything was raw, or at all
events cold. Migajas was rather pleased with the supper at first, but
he was soon surfeited. The menu was as follows: bits of sponge cake,
turkeys smaller than birds, which one could swallow at a mouthful,
gilt-heads no bigger than almonds, a rich supply of hemp-seed, a pâté
of bird-seed à la Canaria, bread-crumb à la perdigona, a fricassée
of pheasants' eyes with a sauce of wild mulberries, a salad of moss,
delicious sweetmeats, and every possible variety of fruit, harvested
by the parrots from the tapestries where they were embroidered, the
melons being as small as grapes and the grapes as small as lentils.
During the supper the company chattered ceaselessly,--all but
Migajas, who, being short of wit, sat there and said never a word.
He was confused in the presence of so many gold-corded and uniformed
generals. He was amazed, too, at finding so much loquacity and
frolicsomeness in these great men, who had stood stiff and dumb in
the show-window as though they were made of clay.
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