"The little islands fall asleep, The little wavelets wink. Aye, God's on high; the sea is deep; Go, Chepa, get some drink. Ah, Magdalena----
"_Calm_, Irish! Get _calm!_" he says.
"You mean to say there's twins like that occupying the _HarvestMoon_?--
"Magdalena, First I seen her Underneath an orange-tree--
"They are," says Irish.