"Now then." said Gabriel, impatiently, " what did you see, Cain?"
"I seed our mis'ess go into a sort of a park place, where there's seats, and shrubs and flowers, arm-in-crook with a sojer." continued Cainy, firmly, and with a dim sense that his words were very effective as regarded Gabriel's emotions. "And I think the sojer was Sergeant Troy. And they sat there together for more than half-an-hour, talking moving things, and she once was crying a'most to death. And when they came out her eyes were shining and she was as white as a lily; and they looked into one another's faces, as far-gone friendly as a man and woman can be."
Gabriel's features seemed to get thinner. "Well, what did you see besides?"
"Oh, all sorts."
"White as a lily? You are sure 'twas she?
"Yes."
"Well, what besides?"
"Great glass windows to the shops, and great clouds in the sky, full of rain, and old wooden trees in the country round."
"You stun-poll! What will ye say next?" said Coggan.
"Let en alone." interposed Joseph Poorgrass. "The boy's meaning is that the sky and the earth in the kingdom of Bath is not altogether different from ours here. 'Tis for our good to gain knowledge of strange cities, and as such the boy's words should be suffered, so to speak it."
"And the people of Bath." continued Cain, "never need to light their fires except as a luxury, for the water springs up out of the earth ready boiled for use."
"'Tis true as the light." testified Matthew Moon." I've heard other navigators say the same thing."
"They drink nothing else there." said Cain," and seem to enjoy it, to see how they swaller it down."
"Well, it seems a barbarian practice enough to us, but I daresay the natives think nothing o' it." said Matthew.
"And don't victuals spring up as well as drink?"
asked Coggan, twirling his eye.
"No-i own to a blot there in Bath -- a true blot.
God didn't provide 'em with victuals as well as (and 'twas a drawback I couldn't get over at all."
"Well, 'tis a curious place, to say the least." observed Moon; "and it must be a curious people that live therein. "
"Miss Everdene and the soldier were walking about together, you say?" said Gabriel, returning to the group.
"Ay, and she wore a beautiful gold-colour silk gown, trimmed with black lace, that would have stood alone 'ithout legs inside if required. 'Twas a very winsome sight; and her hair was brushed splendid.
And when the sun shone upon the bright gown and his red coat -- my! how handsome they looked. You could see 'em all the length of the street."