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rowing, an awning, which Gervaise had purchased, and which was rolled
               up under the break of the poop, was, to their astonishment, drawn over

               them.



                "Don't you think you are spoiling your slaves, Sir Gervaise?" one of the
                Spanish knights asked doubtfully.



                "On the contrary, Sir Pedro, I hope that I am improving them. You have not
               worked as a galley slave, but I have, and I can assure you that I used to feel

               the hours when we were lying broiling in the sun, doing nothing, much
               more trying than those during which I was at work. I used to be quite giddy
               and sick with the heat, and on getting out the oars again had scarce strength

               to work them. But this is not the most important point. In port the slaves
               always sleep in the prison, but at sea they must rest on their benches; and to

               do so with clothes soaked with the heavy dew must be a severe trial, and
               most prejudicial to the health. The awning cost but a few ducats, and I
               reckon that, putting aside the comfort to the slaves, it will be very speedily

               repaid by their better health and capacity for labour. When away in the
               galley with Sir Louis Ricord, I used to feel the greatest pity for the

               unfortunate wretches when at daybreak, in their drenched clothes, and
                shivering with cold and wet, they rose to commence their work. I then took
               a vow that if ever I should come to command a galley I would provide an

               awning for the slaves."



               Two or three of the knights standing by expressed their warm approval of
               what Gervaise said. There was, in those days, but little of that sentiment of
               humanity that is now prevalent, and slaves were everywhere regarded as

               mere beasts of burden rather than as human beings. When, however, they
               had the question put to them, as Gervaise had done, they were ready to give

               a hearty agreement, although it was the utilitarian rather than the
               humanitarian side of the question that recommended it to them. After three
               hours' rest the journey was renewed, and just at nightfall the galley

               anchored off an islet lying to the north of Carpathos.



               While the servants were laying the tables along the poop for the evening
               meal, Gervaise went down to see that his orders were carried out regarding
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