He at length set to work, and having shaved and trimmed me, I had my wound dressed, and Mrs Gerard acting the part of nurse, having previously got my clothes on shore, and, with womanly kindness and care, had them all washed, and nicely repaired, I had my bed made and sprinkled with Cologne water, and was soon lying on the top of it, arrayed in one of Mr Duquesné's splendid flowered nightgowns, with a silk handkerchief bound round my head, and another in my hand, moistened with fresh lavender;--the windows were then thrown open--the room thoroughly ventilated--the floor sprinkled with the aforesaid most refreshing distillation--and there I lay in state, like a grandee's wife in the straw, wonderfully refreshed, and quite fit to receive company. At this moment, in slid my worthy medico--"Good-morning, sair--good-morning--you are make de killing preparation to massacre all de young lady, I see. Ah, Monsieur Listado, your most obsequious--how you are, Monsieur Listado?" The latter bowed his acknowledgments, and made a hop, step, and skip towards the door, knocking chairs and tables about in his way, at a devil of a rate--"Oh dere, he makes de much noise as usual--Monsieur Listado, dis is one sheek room--you hear me?" But the Irishman was by this time out of the room, hailing those below, with stentorian lungs, from the uppermost landing-place; the echo of his voice, and their replies, sounding loud and hollow, as they were reverberated from side to side of the lofty staircase. "Dicky Phantom, mount and ascend, you small villain." A tiny "Ay, ay, sir," floated up from beneath, and I heard a gradually increasing tap-tapping on the stair, as of a cat shod with walnuts, and the sound of suppressed girlish laughter. There was then a halt called, apparently, and I heard the rush of female footsteps, and the rustling of light dresses, along the passage, and presently a bustle in the boudoir already mentioned, as of the placing of music stools. The next moment, a harp was struck, and three voices, two female and one male, accompanied by the instrument, which was struck skilfully and boldly, pealed along the lofty rooms in most exquisite concord. "Heyday--why, Listado, my lad, what is all this?" But he remained perdue without, and in came Master Dicky Phantom, with his little drawn cutlass in his hand, mounted on the sheep, followed by Serjeant Quacco, as his squire. The music ceased; Listado again made his appearance, and I received poor Quacco's congratulations, and little Dicky's caresses. "Oh, massa," said the little fellow, his phraseology having improved under Quacco's tuition, "Miss Hudson make me very happy; I call her mamma--does she make you happy too, massa?" "I have not seen her, my boy," said I, with a funny sort of sensation about my brisket--how sentimental! for I rather was prepared to like her somehow; "but for her kindness to you I am very grateful."