On the left were the Commons with their Speaker, attended by the mace. The southern door opened: and the Prince and Princess of Orange, side by side, entered, and took their place under the canopy of state.

In “Triana” (named after the Gypsy quarter in Seville), Albéniz conjures guitars and castanets and the dance forms pasodoble and Sevillana with music so evocative that you feel as if you’d just wandered into a fragrant Andalucian (sic; Andalusian) courtyard.

He was good to look on, brawly dressed, and with a tongue in his head that would have wiled the bird from the tree.

In a little while, Chia whispered to him, we will pull into Chang-chia-k'ou, and the people around me will get off there. I have already told the conductor to reserve a bunk bed for you. Once we get to Chang-chia-k'ou, you can come over.