At the first health, at least, I expected a volley; nothing.

Carrio, who read what passed within, me, laughed at hearing me grumble like a child.

Before dinner was half over I saw a gondola approach the vessel.

"Bless me, sir," said the captain, "take care of yourself, the enemy approaches." I asked him what he meant, and he answered jocosely.

The gondola made the ship's side, and I observed a gay young damsel come on board very lightly, and coquettishly dressed, and who at three steps was in the cabin, seated by my side, before I had time to perceive a cover was laid for her.