These curious waiters were fussy creatures, and Trot found much amusement in watching their odd motions.  They were so spry and excitable that at times they ran against one another and upset the platters of food, after which they began to scold and argue as to whose fault it was, until one of the mermaids quietly rebuked them and asked them to be more quiet and more careful.

The queen’s guests had no cause to complain of the dinner provided.  First the lobsters served bowls of turtle soup, which proved hot and deliciously flavored.  Then came salmon steaks fried in fish oil, with a fungus bread that tasted much like field mushrooms.  Oysters, clams, soft-shell crabs and various preparations of seafoods followed.  The salad was a delicate leaf from some seaweed that Trot thought was much nicer than lettuce.  Several courses were served, and the lobsters changed the plates with each course, chattering and scolding as they worked, and as Trot said, “doing everything backwards” in their nervous, fussy way.

Many of the things offered them to eat were unknown to the visitors, and the child was suspicious of some of them, but Cap’n Bill asked no questions and ate everything offered him, so Trot decided to follow his example.  Certain it is they found the meal very satisfying, and evidently there was no danger of their being hungry while they remained the guests of the mermaids.  When the fruits came, Trot thought that must be the last course of the big dinner, but following the fruits were ice creams frozen into the shape of flowers.

“How funny,” said the child, “to be eating ice cream at the bottom of the sea.”

“Why does that surprise you?” inquired the Queen.

“I can’t see where you get the ice to freeze it,” Trot replied.

“It is brought to us from the icebergs that float in the northern parts of the ocean,” explained Merla.

“O’ course, Trot.  You orter thought o’ that.  I did,” said Cap’n Bill.

The little girl was glad there was no more to eat, for she was ashamed to feel she had eaten every morsel she could.  Her only excuse for being so greedy was that “ev’rything tasted just splendid!” as she told the queen.

“And now,” said Aquareine, “I will send you out for a swim with Merla, who will show you some of the curious sights of our sea.  You need not go far this afternoon, and when you return, we will have another interesting talk together.”  So the blonde mermaid led Trot and Cap’n Bill outside the palace walls, where they found themselves in the pretty flower gardens.

“I’d feel all right, mate, if I could have a smoke,” remarked the old sailor to the child, “but that’s a thing as can’t be did here in the water.”

“Why not?” asked Merla, who overheard him.

“A pipe has to be lighted, an’ a match wouldn’t burn,” he replied.

“Try it,” suggested the mermaid.  “I do not mind your smoking at all, if it will give you pleasure.”