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They had already fathered around a table in the "smoking-saloon," and were fingering a span new pack of cards the implements of their peculiar industry. Among these I observed the fellow who had so loudly challenged me to bet upon the boat-race. He had passed me several times, regarding me with a glance that appeared anything but friendly. Our close friend the steward was seated in the saloon.
Armitage did not share their distinction of a seat at the captain's table, and Dick found him late at night in the smoking-saloon with pipe and book. Armitage nodded and asked him to sit down. "You are a sailor as well as a soldier, Captain. You are fortunate; I always sit up the first night to make sure the enemy doesn't lay hold of me in my sleep."
The smoky vapour was soon partially blown off, and I could catch a glimpse of the forward part of the boat. There a complete chaos met the eye. The smoking-saloon, the bar with its contents, the front awning, and part of the starboard wheel-house, were completely carried away blown up as if a mine had been sprung beneath them and the huge sheet-iron funnels had fallen forward upon the deck!
Now and then that parting scene came uppermost in my thoughts; but the pang that rose with it was each moment growing feebler, and easier to be endured. In the centre of the smoking-saloon, there was a table, and around it some half-dozen men were seated. Other half-dozen stood behind these, looking over their shoulders.
In one corner of the "smoking-saloon" was the "bar," with its elegant adornments its rows of decanters and bottles, with silver stoppers and labels its glasses, and lemons, and sugar-crushers its bouquet of aromatic mint and fragrant pines its bunches of straw tubes for "sucking" the "mint-julep," the "sherry-cobbler," or the "claret sangaree."
We are in the care of good men, and all we have to do is to obey orders, and damn it, sir! to remember we're Englishmen!" The general walked out of the smoking-saloon, and the first sight that greeted his eyes was Luke FitzHenry, quick, keen, and supernaturally calm, standing over a group of Malay sailors who were hard at work getting in awnings.
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