The Three LieutenantsKingston, William Henry Giles
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The Three Lieutenants
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Officers -- Juvenile fiction; Sea stories
Turning to the right, he led them through a gateway, along a walk
bordered by orange-trees, myrtles, geraniums, ever-blossoming
rose-trees, and numberless other plants and flowers, up to a
bungalow-style of building, from the verandah of which a fine view could
be enjoyed over the bay, with the town in the distance, and the hills on
either side.
"This looks like a regular first-class boarding-house; we shall have to
pay handsomely," whispered Tom to Gerald; "but never mind, we shall
enjoy ourselves, and I am terribly sharp-set!"
"Make yourselves at home, gentlemen," said their guide; "supper will
soon be on the table."
"Let's have it as soon as possible, that's all, and pray tell the
landlord that we shall be perfectly content if we can have a few cold
fowls and a ham, or eggs and bacon, and bread and cheese, and some
bottles of country wine--we are in no ways particular!" exclaimed
Higson, throwing himself on a garden-seat and producing his cigar-case.
"Will any of you fellows have a smoke?"
When the case was opened but one cigar remained. Their guide observed
it.
"Never mind, I dare say I can find some in the house," he said, and soon
returned with a box full. He offered it round.
"What do they cost?" asked Gerald, who indulged in a smoke sometimes,
when out of Adair's sight, though his slender purse forbade cigars.
"Never mind," was the answer; "it shall be put down in the bill."
The midshipman took a cigar, when a black servant appearing with a dish
of charcoal embers, it was lighted and pronounced excellent. Shortly
afterwards several ladies came out of the house and entered into
conversation with the young officers, who took them to be guests staying
at the inn. The time sped pleasantly by till supper was announced. The
ladies accompanied them in, the oldest taking one end of the table,
while their guide sat at the other.
"He's mine host after all!" whispered Tom to Gerald. "He knows,
however, how to look after his guests properly."
There might not have been quite as many cold chickens on the table as
Higson would have desired, but ample amends was made by the variety of
other good things and the abundance of fruit, cakes, and wine.
"Capital Madeira, this of yours, landlord! Haven't tasted better
anywhere in the island!" exclaimed Higson, smacking his lips. "I'll
trouble you to pass the bottle."
"I am glad you approve of it, sir," said mine host, doing as he was
requested. "There are several other qualities, but I always put the
best before my guests."
Altogether the young gentlemen enjoyed themselves particularly, and
talked and laughed away with unrestrained freedom to the ladies, who
seemed highly amused by them, and insisted on filling the pockets of the
younger midshipmen with cakes and fruit to take to their messmates on
board.
"It's myself could manage better with a handkerchief!" exclaimed Paddy
Desmond, producing a good big one.
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