But, oh Heavens! what a glance to receive from such a beautiful creature! As for the mob cap, not a fig did I care for it; but, to be taken for anything but a cavalier, by the ringleted one, was absolutely unendurable.
I resolved on a courteous salute, to show my good-breeding, if nothing more.

But, happening to wear a sort of turban--hereafter to be particularly alluded to--there was no taking it off and putting it on again with anything like dignity.

At any rate, then, here goes a how.
But, another difficulty presented itself; my loose frock was so voluminous that I doubted whether any spinal curvature would be perceptible.
"Good evening, ladies," exclaimed I, at last, advancing winningly; "a delightful air from the sea, ladies." Hysterics and hartshorn! who would have thought it?
The young lady screamed, and the old one came near fainting.

As for myself, I retreated in double-quick time; and scarcely drew breath until safely housed in the Calabooza..