Here then you saw a sunny hill, and troops of vintagers dispersed along its sides, whose outlines wavered in the afternoon heats.  But you rapidly outlived this scene, and now the broad plains of Hungary lay before your gaze.  Speeding over the contracted domains of the Tokay, you entered upon the Sarmatian wastes, where the wild vines fought for life with the icy soil and the chill winds of the desert.  Uncouth proprietors urged on the unwilling peasants to the acrid press, and rolled out barrels of the ‘Rackcheekzi’ and the ‘Quiteenough-thankzi’ vintage, curiously labeled to a New York destination.  Soon you beheld Water Street, and long low cellars, where groups of boys cleansed now the clouded flask, and now the imperfectly preserved cork.  Now bubbles of the rarest carbonic acid gas flow, in obedience to the powerful machine, in all directions through the glassy prison; and rows of gleaming bottles indicate the activity of the enterprise.  Then you saw the dining rooms of the Saint Sycophant and the Cosmopolitan Hotels.  Here flew the resounding cork, to be instantly snatched up by the attendant Ethiopian, and scarcely were the champagne flasks emptied before they were reft from the tables with unimpaired labels.  At the rear doors, there seemed to wait handcarts, and soon in these the corks, the bottles, and the baskets were carefully bestowed for their down-town journey, and money appeared to pass from hand to hand.  Then you saw a sleighing party in the country, and soon a hostel of goodly size.  The travelers entered and demanded banquet; and while they masticated the underdone and tendonous Chanticleer, quaffed deeply of the amber vintage of the previous visions.  Again you saw morning couches, where lovely woman tore her Valenciennes night-cap in agonies of headache, and where her ruder partner filled the air with cries for ‘soda-water!’

Engaged with these enchanting dreams, the butler made a false step, and the precious package, falling to the floor, was instantly shattered.  The fluid trickled away in rivulets, but the ascending odors made amends for the untimely loss, and you felt that it might all be for the best, and haply a bill for medical attendance avoided.  But the butler brooded over the scene of the calamity in hopeless despair; and you perceived that it would be necessary for him deeply to infringe upon his master’s stores of cordial before his former serenity might be regained.

It was now after eleven, and Roseton’s carriage waited.  He entered, simply saying to the footman who lifted him in, ‘To Mundus;’ and shortly the vehicle stopped before the most palatial mansion in the entire extent of the Fifth Avenue.