Delicious, by Jupiter! tender as chicken--good, good!"-- and amidst sundry similar ejaculations the major ate his first guana steak.
"Gentlemen, here is an ortolan pie.

I can recommend it--the birds are in season." "Reed-birds, by Jove!" said the major, recognising his favourite dish.
An incredible number of these creatures disappeared in an incredibly short time.
The dinner dishes were at length removed, and dessert followed: cakes and creams, and jellies of various kinds, and blancmange, and a profusion of the most luxurious fruits.

The golden orange, the ripe pine, the pale-green lime, the juicy grape, the custard-like cherimolla, the zapote, the granadilla, the pitahaya, the tuna, the mamay; with dates, figs, almonds, plantains, bananas, and a dozen other species of fruits, piled upon salvers of silver, were set before us: in fact, every product of the tropical clime that could excite a new nerve of the sense of taste.

We were fairly astonished at the profusion of luxuries that came from no one knew where.
"Come, gentlemen, try a glass of curacoa.

Senor Coronel, allow me the pleasure." "Sir, your very good health." "Senor Coronel, would you prefer a glass of Majorca ?" "Thank you." "Or perhaps you would choose _Pedro Ximenes_.