"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.