Peeping into the room she finds two beds, under which the familiar packages and trunks are deposited. Her husband is standing before one of the beds.
“Look it through, madam. It is like this.”
This is the room; she must look through it carefully. During the long, long voyage of her husband, this is the room where her dreams must come and go.
A man, who looks like the captain, comes, and, addressing her husband in French, guides him to the saloon of the ship. She follows her husband and the viscount and enters the romp.
This is a spacious and beautiful saloon. Several tables are arranged, each bearing a flower basket. … Gradually the people who came to say farewell gather into the room.
By the order of this man, who looks like the captain, a waiter brings forth many cups in the shape of morning-glories, and, pouring champagne into them, he distributes them among the people. Another waiter brings cakes, like those which are b