Whenthefeastwasdoneandwehaddrunkofthecocoaorchocolate，andsmokedtobaccoinpipes，astrangebutmostsoothingcustomthatIlearnedinTobascoandofwhichIhaveneverbeenabletobreakmyself，thoughtheweedisstillhardtocomebyhereinEngland，Iwasledtomysleepingplace，asmallchamberpanelledwithcedarboards。
ForawhileIcouldnotsleep，forIwasovercomebythememoryofallthestrangesightsthatIhadseeninthiswonderfulnewlandwhichwassocivilisedandyetsobarbarous。
Ithoughtofthatsad-facedking，theabsolutelordofmillions，surroundedbyallthattheheartofmancandesire，byvastwealth，byhundredsoflovelywives，bylovingchildren，bycountlessarmies，byallthegloryofthearts，rulingoverthefairestempireontheearth，witheverypleasuretohishand，agodinallthingssavehismortality，andworshippedasagod，andyetavictimtofearandsuperstition，andmoreheavyheartedthanthemeanestslaveabouthispalaces。
HerewasalessonsuchasSolomonwouldhavelovedtoshow，forwithSolomonthisMontezumamightcry:
’Igatheredmealsosilverandgold，andthepeculiartreasureofkingsandoftheprovinces:Igatmemensingersandwomensingers，andthedelightsofthesonsofmen，andmusicalinstruments，andthatofallsorts。