{"id":"01KG8AKNPZ5W1CNMKC0ESXDXE3","cid":"bafkreifriy4zzupli744kfomohpgxgagy6jhsl4ueh7jgki3hy6jzgubka","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":3232,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:09.927Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 1","source_file":"01KG89J1954N2G0NAERBNJXEX9","start_line":3137,"text":"CHAPTER XXIV.\r\nTheir Adventures Upon Landing At Pimminee\r\n\r\n\r\nA long sail over, the island of Pimminee came in sight; one dead fiat,\r\nwreathed in a thin, insipid vapor.\r\n\r\n“My lord, why land?” said Babbalanja; “no Yillah is here.”\r\n\r\n“’Tis my humor, Babbalanja.”\r\n\r\nSaid Yoomy, “Taji would leave no isle unexplored.”\r\n\r\nAs we neared the beach, the atmosphere became still closer and more\r\nlanguid. Much did we miss the refreshing balm which breathed in the\r\nfine breezy air of the open lagoon. Of a slender and sickly growth\r\nseemed the trees; in the meadows, the grass grew small and mincing.\r\n\r\nSaid Media, “Taji, from the accounts which Braid-Beard gives, there\r\nmust be much to amuse, in the ways of these Tapparians.”\r\n\r\n“Yes,” said Babbalanja, “their lives are a continual farce,\r\ngratuitously performed for the diversion of Mardi. My lord, perhaps we\r\nhad best doff our dignity, and land among them as persons of lowly\r\ncondition; for then, we shall receive more diversion, though less\r\nhospitality.”\r\n\r\n“A good proposition,” said Media.\r\n\r\nAnd so saying, he put off his robe for one less pretentious.\r\n\r\nAll followed suit; Yoomy doffing turban and sash; and, at last,\r\ncompletely metamorphosed, we looked like Hungarian gipsies.\r\n\r\nVoyaging on, we entered a bay, where numbers of menials were standing\r\nin the water, engaged in washing the carved work of certain fantastic\r\ncanoes, belonging to the Tapparians, their masters.\r\n\r\nLanding at some distance, we followed a path that soon conducted us to\r\na betwisted dwelling of bamboos, where, gently, we knocked for\r\nadmittance. So doing, we were accosted by a servitor, his portliness\r\nall in his calves. Marking our appearance, he monopolized the\r\nthreshold, and gruffly demanded what was wanted.\r\n\r\n“Strangers, kind sir, fatigued with travel, and in need of refreshment\r\nand repose.”\r\n\r\n“Then hence with ye, vagabonds!” and with an emphasis, he closed the\r\nportal in our face.\r\n\r\nSaid Babbalanja, turning, “You perceive, my lord Media, that these\r\nvarlets take after their masters; who feed none but the well-fed, and\r\nhouse none but the well-housed.”\r\n\r\n“Faith! but they furnish most rare entertainment, nevertheless,” cried\r\nMedia. “Ha! ha! Taji, we had missed much, had we missed Pimminee.”\r\n\r\nAs this was said, we observed, at a distance, three menials running\r\nfrom seaward, as if conveying important intelligence.\r\n\r\nHalting here and there, vainly seeking admittance at other habitations,\r\nand receiving nothing but taunts for our pains, we still wandered on;\r\nand at last came upon a village, toward which, those from the sea-side\r\nhad been running.\r\n\r\nAnd now, to our surprise, we were accosted by an eager and servile\r\nthrong.\r\n\r\n“Obsequious varlets,” said Media, “where tarry your masters?”\r\n\r\n“Right royal, and thrice worshipful Lord of Odo, do you take us for our\r\ndomestics? We are Tapparians, may it please your illustrious Highness;\r\nyour most humble and obedient servants. We beseech you, supereminent\r\nSir, condescend to visit our habitations, and partake of our cheer.”\r\n\r\nThen turning upon their attendants, “Away with ye, hounds! and set our\r\ndwellings in order.”\r\n\r\n“How know ye me to be king?” asked Media.\r\n\r\n“Is it not in your serene Highness’s regal port, and eye?”\r\n\r\n“’Twas their menials,” muttered Mohi, “who from the paddlers in charge\r\nof our canoes must have learned who my lord was, and published the\r\ntidings.”\r\n\r\nAfter some further speech, Media made a social surrender of himself to\r\nthe foremost of the Tapparians, one Nimni; who, conducting us to his\r\nabode, with much deference introduced us to a portly old Begum, and\r\nthree slender damsels; his wife and daughters.\r\n\r\nSoon, refreshments appeared:—green and yellow compounds, and divers\r\nenigmatical dainties; besides vegetable liqueurs of a strange and\r\nalarming flavor served in fragile little leaves, folded into cups, and\r\nvery troublesome to handle.\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 1"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJQT1D2ESC8ARZG3BEHPB","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1954N2G0NAERBNJXEX9","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKNQ4GQ5E6J9S36HRRJ16","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:11.999Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:21.393Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}