As it was now about one o'clock the judge ordered luncheon. And when they had partaken of it, and the judge had drunk several glasses of rich old port, he said:
"Ishmael, I did not get a wink of sleep last night, and this wine has made me drowsy. I think I will go to my chamber and lie down."
Ishmael gave the judge his arm and assisted him to his bed-room, and saw him lie down, and waited until he knew him to be in a deep, refreshing sleep; and then he closed the blinds, and darkened the room, and left him to repose.
In the hall he spoke to one of the waiters, and placing a quarter of an eagle in his hand, requested him to go up and remain near the judge's chamber door until he should awake.
Then Ishmael sought the professor out and said to him:
"Professor, this is your first visit to New York, as it is also mine. Let us make use of the little time we have to see as much as we can."
Jim Morris eagerly jumped at the proposition.
Ishmael sent for a carriage, and they started; the professor this time riding inside with Ishmael, as he always did when they were alone.
They spent the whole afternoon in sight-seeing, and returned at sunset.
The judge had not awakened, nor did he awake until roused by the ear-stunning gong that warned all the guests to prepare for dinner.