So now, since we had all gotten fairly into the clouds, there was no
saying how long we should have remained in the seventh heaven much would
have depended upon the continuance of the supply of brandy--but two
female slaves presently made their appearance, each carrying a quatre. I
believe I have already described this easily rigged couch somewhere; it
is a hard-wood frame, like what supports the loose top of a laundry
table, with canvass stretched over the top of it, but in such a manner
that it can be folded up flat, and laid against the wall when not in
use, while a bed can be immediately constructed by simply opening it and
stretching the canvass. The handmaidens accordingly set to work to
arrange two beds, or quatres, one on each side of the table where we
were sitting, while Bang sat eyeing them askance, in a kind of
wonderment as to the object of the preparations, which were by no means
new either to the Captain or me, who, looking on them as matters of
course, continued in close confabulation with Don Ricardo during the
operations.
“I say, Tom,” at length quoth Bang, “are you to be laid out on one of
those outlandish pieces of machinery--eh?”
“Why, I suppose so; and comfortable enough beds they are, I can assure
you.”
“Don’t fancy them much, however,” said Bang; “rather flimsy the
framework.”
The servants now very unceremoniously, no leave asked, began to clear
away all the glasses and tumblers on the table.
“Hillo!” said the skipper, casting an enquiring glance at Campana, who,
however, did not return it, but, as a matter of course apparently, rose,
and taking a chair to the other end of the room, close by the door of an
apartment which opened from it, began in cold blood to unlace and
disburden himself of all his apparel, even unto his shirt.
This surprised us all a good deal, but our wonderment was lost on the
Don, who got up from his seat, and in his linen garment, which was
deucedly laconic, made his formal bow, wished us goodnight, and
presenting the reverse of his medal, which was extremely picturesque, he
vanished through the door. By this, the ebony ladies had cleared the
table of the crystal, and had capped it with a yellow leather mattrass,
with pillows of the same, both embossed with large tufts of red silk; on
this they placed one sheet, and leaving a silver apparatus at the head,
they disappeared--“Buenos noches, senores--las camas estan listas.”
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