The stands of the oyster-men constantly sent forth an organic perfume from the spent wave, and all around them empty shells scattered their disks of pearly lime over the mud.
Near to the ancient Captaincy of the port, the palace of Charles III,--blue and white, with an image of the immaculate conception,--were assembled the unloading trucks, whose teams still preserved their ancient hybrid originality.

In some instances the shafts were occupied by a white ox, sleek with enormous and widely branching horns, an animal similar to those that used to figure in the religious ceremonies of the ancients.

At his right would be hooked a horse, at his left, a great raw-boned mule, and this triple and discordant team appeared in all the carts, standing immovable before the ships the length of the docks, or dragging their heavy wheels up the slopes leading to the upper city.
In a few days the captain grew tired of Naples and its bustle.

In the cafes of the Street of Toledo and the Gallery of Humbert I, he had to defend himself from some noisy youths with low-cut vests, butterfly neckties and little felt hats perched upon their manes, who, in low voices, proposed to him unheard-of spectacles organized for the diversion of foreigners.
He had also seen enough of the paintings and domestic objects excavated from the ancient cities.

The lewdness of the secret cabinets finally irritated him.