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Moreover, if the comparison with the Ship of State is not yet complete, note the arrangement of the passengers. On the lowerdeck appear brown faces and black heads, types of Indians,1 Chinese, and mestizos, wedged in between bales of merchandise and boxes, while there on the upper deck, beneath an awningthat protects them from the sun, are seated in comfortable chairs a few passengers dressed in the fashion of Europeans, friars,and government clerks, each with his puro cigar, and gazing at the landscape apparently without heeding the efforts of the captain and the sailors to overcome theobstacles in the river.
No one there had ever before seen so much wealth. In that chest lined with dark-blue velvet, arranged in trays, were the wondersof the Arabian Nights, the dreams of Oriental fantasies. Diamonds as large as peas glittered there, throwing out attractive rays as if they wereabout to melt or burn with all the hues of the spectrum; emeralds from Peru, of varied forms and shapes; rubies from India,red as drops of blood; sapphires from Ceylon, blue and white; turquoises from Persia; Oriental pearls, some rosy, some lead-colored,others black. Those who have at night seen a great rocket burst in the azure darkness of the sky into thousands of coloredlights, so bright that they make the eternal stars look dim, can imagine the aspect the tray presented.
He felt his forehead begin to burn, so he arose to approach the window and inhale the fresh night breeze. Below him the Pasigdragged along its silvered stream, on whose bright surface the foam glittered, winding slowly about, receding and advancing,following the course of the little eddies. The city loomed up on the opposite bank, and its black walls looked fateful, mysterious,losing their sordidness in the moonlight that idealizes and embellishes everything. But again Simoun shivered; he seemed tosee before him the severe countenance of his father, dying in prison, but dying for having done good; then the face of anotherman, severer still, who had given his life for him because he believed that he was going to bring about the regeneration ofhis country.
In the center of the room under the red lanterns were placed four round tables, systematically arranged to form a square.Little wooden stools, equally round, served as seats. In the middle of each table, according to the practise of the establishment,were arranged four small colored plates with four pies on each one and four cups of tea, with the accompanying dishes, allof red porcelain. Before each seat was a bottle and two glittering wine-glasses.
It was Basilio, but how altered! If the change that had taken place in Simoun during those two months was great, in the youngstudent it was frightful. His cheeks were hollow, his hair unkempt, his clothing disordered. The tender melancholy had disappearedfrom his eyes, and in its place glittered a dark light, so that it might be said that he had died and his corpse had revived,horrified with what it had seen in eternity. If not crime, then the shadow of crime, had fixed itself upon his whole appearance.Simoun himself was startled and felt pity for the wretch.
Padre Florentino looked down at his feet. There below he saw the dark billows of the Pacific beating into the hollows of thecliff, producing sonorous thunder, at the same time that, smitten by the moonbeams, the waves and foam glittered like sparksof fire, like handfuls of diamonds hurled into the air by some jinnee of the abyss. He gazed about him. He was alone. Thesolitary coast was lost in the distance amid the dim cloud that the moonbeams played through, until it mingled with the horizon.The forest murmured unintelligible sounds. 153554b96e