Here Listado, who had returned, and seemed to be clumsily practising a step in the balcony, stumbled, and fell headlong over a Spanish chair, in an absurd sprawling fashion, like a large frog. I started, and he burst into a loud laugh, while the pet-lamb wheeled about so suddenly, that little Dicky was thrown with a bang on the floor, and began to cry, when in rushed two girls, and Mrs Hudson; followed by De Walden, Mr Hudson, and old Mr Duquesné himself. "There is a scene in a play for you," said I to myself, quite bothered and confused, as I wagged my head at this one, and nodded to another, and salaam'd with my fins, with all the grace of a wounded turtle, to a third. "You, Monsieur Listado," chirped Doctor Delaville, like to die with laughter, for the Patlander had chosen to keep his position on the floor, with his head sticking through below the arm of the chair--"you make several, many noises sometimes." "Me!" shouted Listado. "Lord, doctor, I am noiseless as a cat. I am velvet, doctor, in all my ways, walkings, and habitudes--velvet entirely, doctor--and dumb as a humming-bird, as ye all know. Why, I have been compared to a shred of gossamer floating on the calm summer air, by Helen Hudson there." "Oh, I forgot--de ladies never will hear nosing against Monsieur Listado; so my good manner shall make me agree wid dem, and say what dey say--dat is, you are quiet as von hooracan, and more gentle as de wild beas, bear you call. Ah, you make no sound more as de tunder--Ah ha!" "Now you are in your senses again, mon cher medico. Miss Hudson, Mademoiselle Sophie Duquesné, give me leave to introduce you to--Master Brail, pilot of His Britannic Majesty's seventy-four gun-ship, the Midge--Benjamin Brail, Miss Hudson, and Mademoiselle Duquesné--Speak, Benjie, and let them know you've a tongue in your head, you spalpeen." I made my acknowledgments to the kind-hearted people, who, after remaining scarcely long enough for me to get a look at them individually, withdrew, and left me alone once more with De Walden. "She is a very pretty girl, that young French lady, De Walden." The youth had steeled himself by this time I saw, and was not to be caught again. "Very, sir--a beautiful figure--but you seemed to notice Miss Hudson more particularly, sir." There was a slight smile played for an instant on the handsome fellow's countenance, and vanished again, as he resumed his reading. "Hem, ahem--the breeze is deuced strong," said I. "Do me the favour to shut the blind, De Walden--beg pardon for all this trouble." He did so, and I gained the advantage I aimed at, which was, to darken the room so as to render it impossible for any change in one's beautiful complexion to be seen.