Mourning dolphin network

the other scarcely crossed his shoulder. I was told, this man was

now intrusted with an affair of importance here; and that proved

"I was led into his Majesty's apartment. Nothing but four bare

walls there. By the light of a candle, I perceived, in a closet, a

little truckle-bed two feet and a half broad, on which lay a man

muffled up in a dressing-gown of coarse blue duffel: this was the

King, sweating and shivering under a wretched blanket there, in a

violent fit of fever. I made my reverence, and began the