ung with rich arras, the floors adorned with marvellous
rugs and carpets. And there are many pictures excellent well painted.
Pirate and wicked as he was, Black Bartlemy understood and loved
beautiful things."
"Aye, he did so!" says I, scowling.
"And amongst these pictures is one of himself."
"How should you know this?"
"Because, were you shaven, Martin, this might pass for picture of you,
though to be sure your expression is different--except when you scowl
as you do now, sir. Come, take your medicine like a good Martin!" And
here she sets the cup to my lips.
"No!" says I.
"Yes, Martin! 'Tis sleep you need, and sleep you shall have. For
indeed I do long to hear you at work again and whistling. So drink it
for my sake, Martin! Indeed, 'tis none so very bitter!"
So in the end I swallowed the stuff to be done with it. And in a while
(sure enough) I grew drowsy, and limping into the cave, stared to
behold my bed no longer a heap of bracken but a real bed with sheets
and pillows, such indeed as I had not slept in for many a long day.
Thus, instead of throwing myself down all dressed, as I had been
minded, I laid aside my rough clothes lest they soil this dainty gear,
and, getting into bed, joyed in the feel of these cool, white sheets,
and closing my eyes, fell to dreamless slumber.
CHAPTER XL
OF CLOTHES
I awoke late next morning to find my clothes clean gone and others in
their place; but garments these whose like I had never seen. For here
were purple breeches be-laced and ribbanded at the knee and buttoning
there with great gold buttons (six a side), and each set with a great
pearl; a fine cambric shirt; a doublet cut in at the waist with
gold-braided lappets, the sleeves slashed and very wide and turned up
at the wrists with point-lace, and this wondrous garment fastening in
front with many gold buttons all set with goodly pearls; so that I
judged this coat to be a very fortune in itself. Besides this I found
a great lace collar or falling band, a pair of silk stockings, shoes
with gold buckles set with diamonds, and a great penthouse of a hat
adorned with a curling feather fastened by a diamond brooch; whiles
hard by was an embroidered shoulder-belt carrying a long rapier, its
guards and quillons of wrought gold, its pommel flaming with great
brilliants. Beholding all of which gauds and fopperies, I vowed I'd
none of them, and cowering beneath the sheets fell to shouting and
halloo
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