I Would Not Have Stopped Down In That Stuffy
Saloon, If Anybody Had Offered Me A Hundred Pounds For Doing So.
Not That Anybody Did; Nor That Anybody Seemed To Want Me There At
All.
I gathered this from the fact that the first thing that met my
eye, after I had succeeded in clawing my way down, was a boot.
The
air was full of boots. There were sixty men sleeping there - or, as
regards the majority, I should say TRYING to sleep there - some in
bunks, some on tables, and some under tables. One man WAS asleep,
and was snoring like a hippopotamus - like a hippopotamus that had
caught a cold, and was hoarse; and the other fifty-nine were sitting
up, throwing their boots at him. It was a snore, very difficult to
locate. From which particular berth, in that dimly-lighted, evil-
smelling place, it proceeded nobody was quite sure. At one moment,
it appeared to come, wailing and sobbing, from the larboard, and the
next instant it thundered forth, seemingly from the starboard. So
every man who could reach a boot picked it up, and threw it
promiscuously, silently praying to Providence, as he did so, to
guide it aright and bring it safe to its desired haven.
I watched the weird scene for a minute or two, and then I hauled
myself on deck again, and sat down - and went to sleep on a coil of
rope; and was awakened, in the course of time, by a sailor who
wanted that coil of rope to throw at the head of a man who was
standing, doing no harm to anybody, on the quay at Ostend.
SATURDAY, 24TH
Arrival at Ostend. - Coffee and Rolls. - Difficulty of Making French
Waiters understand German. - Advantages of Possessing a Conscience
That Does Not Get Up Too Early. - Villainy Triumphant. - Virtue
Ordered Outside. - A Homely English Row.
When I say I was "awakened" at Ostend, I do not speak the strict
truth. I was not awakened - not properly. I was only half-awakened.
I never did get fairly awake until the afternoon. During the
journey from Ostend to Cologne I was three-parts asleep and one-part
partially awake.
At Ostend, however, I was sufficiently aroused to grasp the idea
that we had got somewhere, and that I must find my luggage and B.,
and do something or other; in addition to which, a strange, vague
instinct, but one which I have never yet known deceive me, hovering
about my mind, and telling me that I was in the neighbourhood of
something to eat and drink, spurred me to vigour and action.
I hurried down into the saloon and there found B. He excused
himself for having left me alone all night - he need not have
troubled himself. I had not pined for him in the least. If the
only woman I had ever loved had been on board, I should have sat
silent, and let any other fellow talk to her that wanted to, and
that felt equal to it - by explaining that he had met a friend and
that they had been talking.
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