Chapter XIV: Part 14

Then from the stone pier we watch a hundred brown-sailed Cornish fishing-smacks follow each other in single file across the harbor bar and go sailing out into the west as the sun goes down--a most beautiful sight, of which Marty feels all the mystery and the charm and the pathos, and Chips all the jollity and danger and romance.

Then to the trap, and home all four of us _au grand trot_, between the hedge-rows and through the splendid woods of Castle Rohan; there at last we find all the warmth and light and music and fun of Marsfield, and many good things besides: supper, dinner, tea--all in one; and happy, healthy, hungry, indefatigable boys and girls who've been trapesing over miles and miles of moor and fell, to beautiful mills and dells and waterfalls--too many miles for slender Marty or little Chips; or even Bob and Chucker-out--who weigh thirty-two stone between them, and are getting lazy in their old age, and fat and scant of breath.

Whitby is an ideal place for young people; it almost makes old people feel young themselves there when the young are about; there is so much to do.

I, being the eldest of the large party, chummed most of the time with the two youngest and became a boy again; so much so that I felt myself almost a sneak when I tactfully tried to restrain such exuberance of spirits on their part as might have led them into mischief: indeed it was difficult not to lead them into mischief myself; all the old inventiveness (that had got me and others into so many scrapes at Brossard's) seemed to come back, enhanced by experience and maturity.

At all events, Marty and Chips were happier with me than without--of that I feel quite sure, for I tested it in many ways.

I always took immense pains to devise the kinds of excursion that would please them best, and these never seemed to fail of their object; and I was provident and well skilled in all details of the commissariat (Chips was healthily alimentative); I was a very _Bradshaw_ at trains and times and distances, and also, if I am not bragging too much, and making myself out an Admirable Crichton, extremely weatherwise, and good at carrying small people pickaback when they got tired.

Marty was well up in local folk-lore, and had mastered the history of Whitby and St. Hilda, and Sylvia Robson; and of the old obsolete whaling-trade, in which she took a passionate interest; and fixed poor little Chips's mind with a passion for the Polar regions (he is now on the coast of Senegambia).

We were much on the open sea ourselves, in cobles; sometimes the big dog with us--"Joomboa," as the fishermen called him; and they marvelled at his good manners and stately immobility in a boat.

One afternoon--a perfect afternoon--we took tea at Runswick, from which charming little village the Whitbys take their second title, and had ourselves rowed round the cliffs to Staithes, which we reached just before sunset; Chips and his sister also taking an oar between them, and I another. There, on the brink of the little bay, with the singularly quaint and picturesque old village behind it, were fifty fishing-boats side by side waiting to be launched, and all the fishing population of Staithes were there to launch them--men, women and children; as we landed we were immediately pressed into the service.

Marty and Chips, wild with enthusiasm, pushed and yo-ho'd with the best; and I also won some commendation by my hearty efforts in the common cause. Soon the coast was clear of all but old men and boys, women and children, and our four selves; and the boats all sailed westward, in a cluster, and lost themselves in the golden haze. It was the prettiest sight I ever saw, and we were all quite romantic about it.

Chucker-out held a small court on the sands, and was worshipped and fed with stale fish by a crowd of good-looking and agreeable little lasses and lads who called him "Joomboa," and pressed Chips and Marty for biographical details about him, and were not disappointed. And I smoked a pipe of pipes with some splendid old salts, and shared my Honeydew among them.

Nous etions bien, la!

So sped those happy weeks--with something new and exciting every day--even on rainy days, when we wore waterproofs and big india-rubber boots and sou'westers, and Chucker-out's coat got so heavy with the soak that he could hardly drag himself along: and we settled, we three at least, that we would never go to France or Scotland--never any more--never anywhere in the world but Whitby, jolly Whitby--

Ah me! l'homme propose....

Marty always wore a red woollen fisherman's cap that hung down behind over the waving masses of her long, thick yellow hair--a blue jersey of the elaborate kind women knit on the Whitby quay--a short, striped petticoat like a Boulogne fishwife's, and light brown stockings on her long, thin legs.

I have a photograph of her like that, holding a shrimping-net; with a magnifying-glass, I can see the little high-light in the middle of each jet-black eye--and every detail and charm and perfection of her childish face. Of all the art-treasures I've amassed in my long life, that is to me the most beautiful, far and away--but I can't look at it yet for more than a second at a time....

"O tempo passato, perche non ritorni?"

As Mary is so fond of singing to me sometimes, when she thinks I've got the blues. As if I haven't always got the blues!

All Barty's teaching is thrown away on me, now that he's not here himself to point his moral--

"Et je m'en vais
Au vent mauvais
Qui m'emporte
Deca, dela,
Pareil a la
Feuille morte...."

Heaven bless thee, Mary dear, rossignolet de mon ame! Would thou wert ever by my side! fain would I keep thee for myself in a golden cage, and feed thee on the tongues of other nightingales, so thou mightst warble every day, and all day long. By some strange congenital mystery the native tuning of thy voice is such, for me, that all the pleasure of my past years seems to go forever ringing in every single note. Thy dear mother speaks again, thy gay young father rollicks and jokes and sings, and little Marty laughs her happy laugh.

_Da capo, e da capo_, Mary--only at night shouldst thou cease from thy sweet pipings, that I might smoke myself to sleep, and dream that all is once more as it used to be.

* * * * *

The writing, such as it is, of this life of Barty Josselin--which always means the writing of so much of my own--has been to me, up to the present moment, a great source of consolation, almost of delight, when the pen was in my hand and I dived into the past.

But now the story becomes such a record of my own personal grief that I have scarcely the courage to go on; I will get through it as quickly as I can.

It was at the beginning of the present decade that the bitter thing arose--medio de fonte leporum; just as all seemed so happy and secure at Marsfield.

One afternoon in May I arrived at the house, and nobody was at home; but I was told that Marty was in the wood with old Chucker-out, and I went thither to find her, loudly whistling a bar which served as a rallying signal to the family. It was not answered, but after a long hunt I found Marty lying on the ground at the foot of a tree, and Chucker-out licking her face and hands.

She had been crying, and seemed half-unconscious.

When I spoke to her she opened her eyes and said:

"Oh, Uncle Bob, I _have_ hurt myself so! I fell down that tree. Do you think you could carry me home?"

Beside myself with terror and anxiety, I took her up as gently as I could, and made my way to the house. She had hurt the base of her spine as she fell on the roots of the tree; but she seemed to get better as soon as Sparrow, the nurse, had undressed her and put her to bed.

I sent for the doctor, however, and he thought, after seeing her, that I should do well to send for Dr. Knight.

Just then Leah and Barty came in, and we telegraphed for Dr. Knight, who came at once.

Next day Dr. Knight thought he had better have Sir ---- ----, and there was a consultation.

Marty kept her bed for two or three days, and then seemed to have completely recovered but for a slight internal disturbance, brought on by the concussion, and which did not improve.

One day Dr. Knight told me he feared very much that this would end in a kind of ataxia of the lower limbs--it might be sooner or later; indeed, it was Sir ---- ----'s opinion that it would be sure to do so in the end--that spinal paralysis would set in, and that the child would become a cripple for life, and for a life that would not be long.

I had to tell this to her father and mother.

* * * * *

Marty, however, recovered all her high spirits. It was as if nothing had happened or could happen, and during six months everything at Marsfield went on as usual but for the sickening fear that we three managed to conceal in our hearts, even from each other.

At length, one day as Marty and I were playing lawn-tennis, she suddenly told me that her feet felt as if they were made of lead, and I knew that the terrible thing had come....

I must really pass over the next few months.

In the summer of the following year she could scarcely walk without assistance, and soon she had to go about in a bath-chair.

Soon, also, she ceased to be conscious when her lower limbs were pinched and pricked till an interval of about a second had elapsed, and this interval increased every month. She had no natural consciousness of her legs and feet whatever unless she saw them, although she could move them still and even get in and out of bed, or in and out of her bath-chair, without much assistance, so long as she could see her lower limbs. Often she would stumble and fall down, even on a grassy lawn. In the dark she could not control her movements at all.

She was also in constant pain, and her face took on permanently the expression that Barty's often wore when he thought he was going blind in Malines, although, like him in those days, she was always lively and droll, in spite of this heavy misfortune, which seemed to break every heart at Marsfield except her own.

For, alas! Barty Josselin, who has so lightened for us the sorrow of mere bereavement, and made quick-coming death a little thing--for some of us, indeed, a lovely thing--has not taught us how to bear the sufferings of those we love, the woful ache of pity for pangs we are powerless to relieve and can only try to share.

Endeavor as I will, I find I cannot tell this part of my story as it should be told; it should be a beautiful story of sweet young feminine fortitude and heroic resignation--an angel's story.

During the four years that Martia's illness lasted the only comfort I could find in life was to be with her--reading to her, teaching her blaze, rowing her on the river, driving her, pushing or dragging her bath-chair; but, alas! watching her fade day by day.

Strangely enough, she grew to be the tallest of all her sisters, and the most beautiful in the face; she was so wasted and thin she could hardly be said to have had a body or limbs at all.

I think the greatest pleasure she had was to lie and be sung to by Mary or her father, or played to by Roberta, or chatted to about domestic matters by Leah, or read to by me. She took the keenest interest in everything that concerned us all; she lived out of herself entirely, and from day to day, taking short views of life.

It filled her with animation to see the people who came to the house and talk with them; and among these she made many passionately devoted friends.

There were also poor children from the families of laborers in the neighborhood, in whom she had always taken a warm interest. She now organized them into regular classes, and taught and amused them and told them stories, sang funny songs to them, and clothed and fed them with nice things, and they grew to her an immense hobby and constant occupation.

She also became a quite surprising performer on the banjo, which her father had taught her when she was quite a little girl, and invented charming tunes and effects and modulations that had never been tried on that humble instrument before. She could have made a handsome living out of it, crippled as she was.

She seemed the busiest, drollest, and most contented person in Marsfield; she all but consoled us for the dreadful thing that had happened to herself, and laughingly pitied us for pitying her.

So much for the teaching of Barty Josselin, whose books she knew by heart, and constantly read and reread.

And thus, in spite of all, the old, happy, resonant cheerfulness gradually found its way back to Marsfield, as though nothing had happened; and poor broken Marty, who had always been our idol, became our goddess, our prop and mainstay, the angel in the house, the person for every one to tell their troubles to--little or big--their jokes, their good stories; there was never a laugh like hers, so charged with keen appreciation of the humorous thing, the relish of which would come back to her again and again at any time--even in the middle of the night when she could not always sleep for her pain; and she would laugh anew.

Ida Scatcherd and I, with good Nurse Sparrow to help, wished to take her to Italy--to Egypt--but she would not leave Marsfield, unless it were to spend the winter months with all of us at Lancaster Gate, or the autumn in the Highlands or on the coast of Normandy.

And indeed neither Barty nor Leah nor the rest could have got on without her; they would have had to come, too--brothers, sisters, young husbands, grandchildren, and all.

Never but once did she give way. It was one June evening, when I was reading to her some favorite short poems out of Browning's _Men and Women_ on a small lawn surrounded with roses, and of which she was fond.

The rest of the family were on the river, except her father and mother, who were dressing to go and dine with some neighbors; for a wonder, as they seldom dined away from home.

The carriage drove up to the door to fetch them, and they came out on the lawn to wish us good-night.

Never had I been more struck with the splendor of Barty and his wife, now verging towards middle age, as they bent over to kiss their daughter, and he cut capers and cracked little jokes to make her laugh.

Leah's hair was slightly gray and her magnificent figure somewhat matronly, but there were no other signs of autumn; her beautiful white skin was still as delicate as a baby's, her jet-black eyes as bright and full, her teeth just as they were thirty years back.

Tall as she was, her husband towered over her, the finest and handsomest man of his age I have ever seen. And Marty gazed after them with her heart in her eyes as they drove off.

"How splendid they are, Uncle Bob!"

Then she looked down at her own shrunken figure and limbs--her long, wasted legs and her thin, slight feet that were yet so beautifully shaped.

And, hiding her face in her hands, she began to cry:

"And I'm their poor little daughter--oh dear, oh dear!"

She wept silently for a while, and I said nothing, but endured an agony such as I cannot describe.

Then she dried her eyes and smiled, and said:

"What a goose I am," and, looking at me--

"Oh! Uncle Bob, forgive me; I've made you very unhappy--it shall never happen again!"

Suddenly the spirit moved me to tell her the story of Martia.

Leah and Barty and I had often discussed whether she should be told this extraordinary thing, in which we never knew whether to believe or not, and which, if there were a possibility of its being true, concerned Marty so directly.

They settled that they would leave it entirely to me--to tell her or not, as my own instinct would prompt me, should the opportunity occur.

My instinct prompted me to do so now. I shall not forget that evening.

The full moon rose before the sun had quite set, and I talked on and on. The others came in to dinner. She and I had some dinner brought to us out there, and on I talked--and she could scarcely eat for listening. I wrapped her well up, and lit pipe after pipe, and went on talking, and a nightingale sang, but quite unheard by Marty Josselin.

She did not even hear her sister Mary, whose voice went lightly up to heaven through the open window:

"Oh that we two were maying!"

And when we parted that night she thanked and kissed me so effusively I felt that I had been happily inspired.

"I believe every word of it's true; I know it, I feel it! Uncle Bob, you have changed my life; I have often desponded when nobody knew--but never again! Dear papa! Only think of him! As if any human being alive could write what he has written without help from above or outside. Of course it's all true; I sometimes think I can almost remember things.... I'm sure I can."

Barty and Leah were well pleased with me when they came home that night.

That Marty was doomed to an early death did not very deeply distress them. It is astonishing how lightly they thought of death, these people for whom life seemed so full of joy; but that she should ever be conscious of the anguish of her lot while she lived was to them intolerable--a haunting preoccupation.

To me, a narrower and more selfish person, Marty had almost become to me life itself--her calamity had made her mine forever; and life without her had become a thing not to be conceived: her life was my life.

That life of hers was to be even shorter than we thought, and I love to think that what remained of it was made so smooth and sweet by what I told her that night.

I read all Martia's blaze letters to her, and helped her to read them for herself, and so did Barty. She got to know them by heart--especially the last; she grew to talk as Martia wrote; she told me of strange dreams she had often had--dreams she had told Sparrow and her own brothers and sisters when she was a child--wondrous dreams, in their seeming confirmation of what seemed to us so impossible. Her pains grew slighter and ceased.

And now her whole existence had become a dream--a tranquil, happy dream; it showed itself in her face, its transfigured, unearthly beauty--in her cheerful talk, her eager sympathy; a kind of heavenly pity she seemed to feel for those who had to go on living out their normal length of days. And always the old love of fun and frolic and pretty tunes.

Her father would make her laugh till she cried, and the same fount of tears would serve when Mary sang Brahms and Schubert and Lassen to her--and Roberta played Chopin and Schumann by the hour.

So she might have lived on for a few years--four or five--even ten. But she died at seventeen, of mere influenza, very quickly and without much pain. Her father and mother were by her bedside when her spirit passed away, and Dr. Knight, who had brought her into the world.

She woke from a gentle doze and raised her head, and called out in a clear voice:

"_Barty--Leah--come, to me, come!_"

And fell back dead.

Barty bowed his head and face on her hand, and remained there as if asleep. It was Leah who drew her eyelids down.

An hour later Dr. Knight came to me, his face distorted with grief.

"It's all over?" I said.

"Yes, it's all over."

"And Leah?"

"Mrs. Josselin is with her husband. She's a noble woman; she seems to bear it well."

"And Barty?"

"Barty Josselin is no more."

THE END

GLOSSARY

[First figure indicates Page; second figure, Line.]

3, 26. _odium theologicum_--theological hatred.

3, 27. _saeva indignatio_--fierce indignation.

5, 1. "_De Paris a Versailles_," etc.--
"From Paris to Versailles, lon, la,
From Paris to Versailles--
There are many fine walks,
Hurrah for the King of France!
There are many fine walks,
Hurrah for the school-boys!"

5, 2. _salle d'etudes des petits_--study-room of the smaller
boys.

6, 11. _parloir_--parlor.

6, 14. _e da capo_--and over again.

6, 16. _le Grand Bonzig_--the Big Bonzig.

6, 17. _estrade_--platform.

8, 2. _a la malcontent_--convict style.

8, 5. _ceinture de gymnastique_--a wide gymnasium belt.

8, 16. _marchand de coco_--licorice-water seller.

8, 17. _Orpheonistes_--members of musical societies.

8, 32. _exceptis excipiendis_--exceptions being made.

9, 10. "_Infandum, regina, jubes renovare_" ("_dolorem_"), etc.
"Thou orderest me, O queen, to renew the unutterable
grief."

9, 17. "_Mouche-toi donc, animal! tu me degoutes, a la fin!_"--"Blow
your nose, you beast, you disgust me!"

9, 20. "_Taisez-vous, Maurice--ou je vous donne cent vers a
copier!_ "--"Hold your tongue, Maurice, or I will give you
a hundred lines to copy!"

10, 20. "_Oui, m'sieur!_"--"Yes, sir!"

10, 25. "_Moi, m'sieur?_"--"I, sir?"

10, 26. "_Oui, vous!_"--"Yes, you!"

10, 27. "_Bien, m'sieur!_"--"Very well, sir!"

10, 31. "_Le Roi qui passe!_"--"There goes the King!"

12, 3. "_Fermez les fenetres, ou je vous mets tous au pain sec
Pour un mois!_"--"Shut the windows, or I will put you all
on dry bread for a month!"

13, 1. "_Soyez diligent et attentif, mon ami; a plus tard!_"--"Be
Diligent and attentive, my friend; I will see you later!"

13, 6. _en cinquieme_--in the fifth class.

13, 11. _le nouveau_--the new boy.

14, 8. "_Fermez votre pupitre_"--"Shut your desk."

14, 34. _jocrisse_--effeminate man.

15, 1. _paltoquet_--clown.
_petit polisson_--little scamp.

15, 32. _lingere_--seamstress.

16, 13. _quatrieme_--fourth class.

16, 21. "_Notre Pere, ... les replies les plus profonds de nos
coeurs_"--"Our Father, who art in heaven, Thou whose
searching glance penetrates even to the inmost recesses of
our hearts."

16, 24. "_au nom du Pere, du Fils, et du St. Esprit, ainsi
soit-il!_"--"in the name of the Father, the Son, and the
Holy Ghost, so be it!"

18, 21. _concierge_--janitor.
_croquets_--crisp almond cakes.

18, 22. _blom-boudingues_--plum puddings.
_pains d'epices_--gingerbreads.
_sucre-d'orge_--barley sugar.

18, 23. _nougat_--almond cake.
_pate de guimauve_--marshmallow paste.
_pralines_--burnt almonds.
_dragees_--sugarplums.

18, 30. _le pere et la mere_--father and mother.

19, 2. _corps de logis_--main buildings.

19, 13. _la table des grands_--the big boys' table.
_la table des petits_--the little boys' table.

19, 27. _brouet noir des Lacedemoniens_--the black broth of the
Spartans.

20, 25. _A la retenue_--To be kept in.

20, 29. _barres traversieres_--crossbars.

20, 30. _la raie_--leap-frog.

21, 14. _rentiers_--stockholders.

21, 20. _Classe d'Histoire de France au moyen age_--Class of the
History of France during the Middle Ages.

21, 27. _trente-septieme legere_--thirty-seventh light infantry.

22, 13. _nous avons change tout cela!_--we have changed all that!

22, 16. _representant du peuple_--representative of the people.

22, 19. _les nobles_--the nobles.

22, 27. _par parenthese_--by way of parenthesis.

22, 30. _lingerie_--place where linen is kept.

24, 30. _Berthe aux grands pieds_--Bertha of the big feet. (She was
the mother of Charlemagne, and is mentioned in the poem
that Du Maurier elsewhere calls "that never to be
translated, never to be imitated lament, the immortal
'Ballade des Dames du Temps Jadis'" of Francois Villon.)

25, 23. _Allee du Bois de Boulogne_--Lane of the Bois de Boulogne.

25, 28. _pensionnat_--boarding-school.

28, 4. _la belle Madame de Ronsvic_--the beautiful Lady Runswick.

28, 33. _deuxieme Spahis_--second Spahi regiment.

30, 4. _Mare aux Biches_--The Roes Pool.

30, 14. _la main si malheureuse_--such an unfortunate hand.

31. 2. _La Dieppoise_--a dance of Dieppe.

31, 5. "_Beuvons, donc_," etc.
"Let's drink, drink, drink then
Of this, the best wine in the world ...
Let's drink, drink, drink then
Of this, the very best wine!
For if I didn't drink it,
I might get the pip!
Which would make me...."

31, 13. "_Ah, mon Dieu! quel amour d'enfant! Oh! gardons-le!_"--"Ah,
my Lord! what a love of a child! Oh! let us keep him!"

32, 5. _caeteris paribus_--other things being equal.

34, 19. _a propos_--seasonable.

35, 3. _chaire_--master's raised desk.

35, 6. _recueillement_--contemplation.

35, 11. "_Non, m'sieur, je n'dors pas. J' travaille._"--"No, sir,
I'm not asleep. I'm working."

36, 1. _a la porte_--to leave the room.

36, 14. _On demande Monsieur Josselin au parloir_--Mr. Josselin is
Wanted in the parlor.

36, 24. _pensum_--a task.

36, 31. _maitre de mathematiques_ (_et de cosmographie_)--teacher
of mathematics (and cosmography).

37, 17. _Mes compliments_--My compliments.

38, 5. "_Quelquefois je sais ... il n'y a pas a s'y
tromper!_"--"Sometimes I know--sometimes I don't--but when
I know, I know, and there is no mistake about it!"

38, 18. "_A l'amandier!_"--"At the almond-tree!"

38, 21. _la balle au camp_--French baseball.

39, 6. _aussi simple que bonjour_--as easy as saying good-day.

40, 17. "_C'etait pour Monsieur Josselin._"--"It was for Mr.
Josselin!"

41, 11. _quorum pars magna fui_--of which I was a great part.

41, 16. _bourgeois gentilhomme_--citizen gentleman. (The title of
one of Moliere's comedies in which M. Jourdain is the
principal character.)

42, 29. _Dis donc_--Say now.

43, 4. "_Ma foi, non! c'est pas pour ca!_"--"My word, no! it isn't
for that!"

43, 5. "_Pourquoi, alors?_"--"Why, then?"

43, 21. _Jolivet trois_--the third Jolivet.

44, 2. _au rabais_--at bargain sales.

44, 32. "_Comme c'est bete, de s'battre, hein?_"--"How stupid it is
to fight, eh?"

45, 9. _tuum et meum_--thine and mine.

45, 19. _magnifique_--magnificent.

45, 32. _La quatrieme Dimension_--The fourth Dimension.

46, 14. _Etoiles mortes_--Dead Stars.

46, 15. _Les Trepassees de Francois Villon_--The Dead of Francois
Villon.

46, 29. _Ecole des Ponts et Chaussees_--School of Bridges and
Roads.

47, 8. _en cachette_--in hiding.
_Quelle sacree pose!_--What a damned bluff!

47, 12. "_Dis donc, Maurice!--prete-moi ton Ivanhoe!_"--"Say now,
Maurice!--lend me your _Ivanhoe_!"

47, 20. "_Rapaud, comment dit-on 'pouvoir' en anglais?_"--"Rapaud,
how do they say 'to be able' in English?"

47, 21. "_Sais pas, m'sieur!_"--"Don't know, sir!"

47, 22. "_Comment, petit cretin, tu ne sais pas!_"--"What, little
idiot, you don't know!"

47, 26. "_Je n' sais pas!_"--"I don't know!"

47, 27. "_Et toi, Maurice_"--"And you, Maurice?"

47, 28. "_Ca se dit 'to be able' m'sieur!_"--"They would say 'to be
able,' sir!"

47, 29. "_Mais non, mon ami ... 'je voudrais pouvoir'?_"--"Why no,
my friend--you forget your native language--they would say
'to can'! Now, how would you say, 'I would like to be able'
in English?"

47, 32. _Je dirais_--I would say.

47, 33. "_Comment, encore! petit cancre! allons--tu es Anglais--tu
sais bien que tu dirais!_"--"What, again! Little
dunce--come, you are English--you know very well that you
would say, ..."

48, 1. _A ton tour_--Your turn.

48, 4. "_Oui, toi--comment dirais-tu, 'je pourrais vouloir'?_"--"Yes,
you--how would you say 'I would be able to will'?"

48, 7. "_A la bonne heure! au moins tu sais ta langue, toi!_"--"Well
and good! you at least know your language!"

48, 17. _Ile des Cygnes_--Isle of Swans.

48, 18. _Ecole de Natation_--Swimming-school.

48, 26. _Jardin des Plantes_--The Paris Zoological Gardens.

49, 1. "_Laissons les regrets et les pleurs
A la vieillesse;
Jeunes, il faut cueillir les fleurs
De la jeunesse!_"--Baif.

"Let us leave regrets and tears
To age;
Young, we must gather the flowers
Of youth."

49, 13. _demi-tasse_--small cup of coffee.

49, 14. _chasse-cafe_--drink taken after coffee.

49, 19. _consommateur_--consumer.

49, 21. _Le petit mousse noir_--The little black cabin boy.

49, 24. "_Allons, Josselin, chante-nous ca!_"--"Come, Josselin,
sing that to us!"

50, 7. "_Ecoute-moi bien, ma Fleurette_"--"Listen well to me, my
Fleurette."
"_Amis, la matinee est belle_"--"Friends, the morning is
fine."

50, 12. "_Conduis ta barque avec prudence_," etc.
"Steer thy bark with prudence,
Fisherman! speak low!
Throw thy nets in silence,
Fisherman! speak low!
And through our toils the king
Of the seas can never go."

52, 21. _Boulevard Bonne Nouvelle_--Boulevard of Good News.

52, 24. _galette du gymnase_--flat cake, sold in booths near the
Theatre du Gymnase.

52, 26. _yashmak_--a double veil worn by Turkish women.

52, 34. _queue_--in a line.

53, 5. _chiffonniers_--rag-pickers.

53, 33. _Accelerees (en correspondence avec les Constantines)_--Express
omnibuses (connecting with the Constantine line).

54, 3. _comme on ne l'est plus_--as one is no longer.

54, 6. _distribution de prix_--prize distribution.

54, 19. "_Au clair de la lune!_"--"By the light of the moon!" (A
French nursery rhyme. Readers of "Trilby" will remember her
rendering of this song at her Paris concert.)

54, 20. "_Vivent les vacances-- ...
Gaudio nostro._"
"Hurrah for the vacations--
Come at length;
And the punishments
Will have ended!
The ushers uncivil,
With barbarous countenance,
Will go to the devil,
To our joy."

56, 20. _Musee de Marine_--Marine Museum.

56, 28. _ennui_--tedium.

57, 7. _en rhetorique et en philosophie_--in the rhetoric and
Philosophy classes.

57, 9. _cerf-dix-cors_--ten-branched stags.

57, 13. _ventre a terre_--at full speed.

57, 17. _Toujours au clair de la lune_--Always by moonlight.

58, 2. _hommes du monde_--men of the world (in society).

58, 4. _Splendide mendax_--Nobly false.

58. 18. _salle d'etudes_--school-room.

58, 22. _en cinquieme_--in the fifth class.

59, 16. _de service_--on duty.

59, 17. _la suite au prochain numero_--to be continued in our next.

59. 19. _Le Tueur de Daims_--The Deerslayer.

59, 20. _Le Lac Ontario_--The Lake Ontario.
_Le Dernier des Mohicans_--The Last of the Mohicans.
_Les Pionniers_--The Pioneers.

59, 31. _Bas-de-cuir_--Leather-stocking.

60, 10. _la flotte de Passy_--the Passy crowd.
_voyous_--blackguards.

60, 13. _Liberte--egalite--fraternite! ou la mort! Vive la
republique_--Liberty--equality--fraternity! or death!
Hurrah for the republic!

60, 22. _le rappel_--to arms.
_la generale_--the fire drum.

61, 11. _Brigand de la Loire_--Brigand of the Loire.

62, 3. _en pleine revolution_--in the midst of the revolution.

62, 5. _piou-piou_--the French equivalent of Tommy Atkins. A
Private soldier.

62, 17. _Sentinelles, prenez-garde a vous_--Sentinels, keep on the
alert.

62, 22. _feu de peloton_--platoon fire.

63, 6. "_Ce sacre Josselin--il avait tous les talents!_"--"That
Confounded Josselin--he had all the talents!"

64, 10. _lebewohl_--farewell.

64, 11. _bonsoir, le bon Mozart_--good-night, good Mozart.

64, 13. _Chateau des Fleurs_--Castle of Flowers.

65, 5. _Tout vient a qui ne sait pas attendre_--Everything comes
to him who does not know how to wait.

65, 13. _revenons_--let us go back.

65, 24. _imperiale_--outside seat.

65, 26. _saucisson de Lyon a l'ail_--a Lyons sausage flavored with
garlic.

65, 27. _petits pains_--rolls of bread.

65, 28. _biere de Mars_--Mars beer.

66, 12. _entre les deux ages_--between the two ages.

66, 18. _Le Gue des Aulnes_--Alders Ford.

67, 1. _Si vis pacem, para bellum_--If you wish peace, prepare for
war.

67, 13. _tutoyees_--addressed as "thee" and "thou," usual only
among familiars.

67, 16. _bonnets de coton_--cotton caps.

68, 19. _a l'affut_--on the watch.

68, 28. "_Cain! Cain! qu'as-tu fait de ton frere?_"--"Cain! Cain!
what hast thou done with thy brother?"

69, 8. _le saut perilleux_--the perilous leap.

69, 20. _que j' n'ai jamais vu_--whom I've never seen.

69, 29. "_Dis-moi que'q' chose en anglais._"--"Tell me something in
English."

69, 32. "_Que'q' ca veut dire?_"--"What's that mean?"

69, 33. "_Il s'agit d'une eglise et d'un cimetiere!_"--"It's about
a church and a cemetery!"

70, 5. "_Demontre-moi un probleme de geometrie_"--"Demonstrate to
me a problem of geometry."

70, 13. "_Demontre-moi que A + B est plus grand que
C + D._"--"Demonstrate to me that A + B is greater than C + D."

70, 17. "_C'est joliment beau, la geometrie!_"--"It's mighty fine,
this geometry!"

70, 24. _brule-gueule_--jaw-burner (a short pipe).

70, 31. "_Mange-moi ca--ca t' fera du bien!_"--"Eat that for me;
it'll do you good!"

72, 1. _Sais pas_--Don't know.

72, 4. _Pere Polypheme_--Father Polyphemus.

72, 12. _ces messieurs_--those gentlemen.

72, 22. "_He! ma femme!_"--"Hey! my wife!"

72, 23. "_Voila, voila, mon ami!_"--"Here, here, my friend!"

72, 24. "_Viens vite panser mon cautere!_"--"Come quick and dress
my cautery!"

72, 27. _cafe_--coffee.

72, 32. "_Oui, M'sieur Laferte_"--"Yes, M'sieur Laferte."

72, 33. "_Tire moi une gamme_"--"Fire off a scale for me."

73, 3. "_Ah! q' ca fait du bien!_"--"Ah! that does one good!"

73, 20. "_'Colin,' disait Lisette_," etc.--
"'Colin,' said Lisette,
'I want to cross the water!
But I am too poor
To pay for the boat!'
'Get in, get in, my beauty!
Get in, get in, nevertheless!
And off with the wherry
That carries my love!'"

75, 18. _le droit du seigneur_--the right of the lord of the manor.

75, 27. _Ames en peine_--Souls in pain.

75, 28. _Sous la berge hantee_, etc.
Under the haunted bank
The stagnant water lies--
Under the sombre woods
The dog-fox cries,
And the ten-branched stag bells, and the deer come to drink
at the Pond of Respite.
"Let me go, Were-wolf!"
How dark is the pool
When falls the night--
The owl is scared,
And the badger takes flight!
And one feels that the dead are awake--that a nameless
shadow pursues.
"Let me go, Were-wolf!"

76, 29.
"_Prom'nons-nous dans les bois
Pendant que le loup n'y est pas_."

"Let us walk in the woods
While the wolf is not there."

77, 7. _pas aut' chose_--nothing else.

77, 10. _C'est plus fort que moi_--It is stronger than I.

77, 20. "_Il est tres mechant!_"--"He is very malicious!"

77, 26. "_venez donc! il est tres mauvais, le taureau!_"--"come
now! the bull is very mischievous!"

78, 1. _Bon voyage! au plaisir_--Pleasant journey! to the pleasure
(of seeing you again).

78, 8. "_le sang-froid du diable! nom d'un Vellington!_"--"the
devil's own coolness, by Wellington!"

78, 15. _diable_--devil.

78, 17. "_ces Anglais! je n'en reviens pas! a quatorze ans! hein,
ma femme?_"--"those English! I can't get over it! At
fourteen! eh, my wife?"

80, 10. _en famille_--at home.

80, 18. _charabancs_--wagonettes.

80, 32. _des chiens anglais_--English dogs.

81, 1. _charmilles_--hedges.
_pelouses_--lawns.
_quinconces_--quincunxes.

81, 13. _Figaro qua, Figaro la_--Figaro here, Figaro there.

81, 17. _charbonniers_--charcoal burners.

81, 25. _depayse_--away from home.
_desoriente_--out of his bearings.

81, 26. _perdu_--lost.

81, 27. "_Ayez pitie d'un pauvre orphelin!_"--"Pity a poor orphan!"

82, 19. "_Pioche bien ta geometrie, mon bon petit Josselin! c'est
la plus belle science au monde, crois-moi!_"--"Dig away at
your geometry, my good little Josselin! It's the finest
science in the world, believe me!"

82, 26. _bourru bienfaisant_--a gruff but good-natured man.

82, 34. "_Enfin! Ca y est! quelle chance!_"--"At last! I've got it!
what luck!"

83, 1. _quoi_--what.

83, 2. "_Le nord--c'est revenu!_"--"The north--it's come back!"

83, 7. _une bonne fortune_--a love adventure.

83, 10. _Les Laiteries_--The Dairies.
_Les Poteries_--The Potteries.
_Les Crucheries_--The Pitcheries (also The Stupidities).

83, 26. _toi_--thou.

83, 27. _vous_--you.

83, 28. _Notre Pere_, etc.--See note to page 16, line 21.

83, 80. _Ainsi soit-il_--So be it.

84, 4. _au nom du Pere_--in the name of the Father.

84, 31. _pavillon des petits_--building occupied by the younger
boys.

86, 4. _cancre_--dunce.

86, 5. _cretin_--idiot.

86, 6. _troisieme_--third class.

86, 7. _Rhetorique_ (_seconde_)--Rhetoric (second class).

86, 8. _Philosophie_ (_premiere_)--Philosophy (first class).

86, 10. _Baccalaureat-es-lettres_--Bachelor of letters.

87, 27. _m'amour_ (_mon amour_)--my love.

87, 33. _en beaute_--at his best.

88, 8. "_Le Chant du Depart_"--"The Song of Departure."

88, 10.
"_La victoire en chantant nous ouvre la carriere!
La liberte-e gui-i-de nos pas_" ...

"Victory shows us our course with song!
Liberty guides our steps" ...

88, 25. "_Quel dommage ... c'est toujours ca!_"--"What a pity that
we can't have crumpets! Barty likes them so much. Don't you
like crumpets, my dear? Here comes some buttered
toast--it's always that!"

88, 29. "_Mon Dieu, comme il a bonne mine ... dans la glace_"--"Good
heavens, how well he looks, the dear Barty!--don't
you think so, my love, that you look well? Look at yourself
in the glass."

88, 32. "_Si nous allions a l'Hippodrome ... aussi les jolies
femmes?_"--"If we went to the Hippodrome this afternoon,
to see the lovely equestrian Madame Richard? Barty adores
pretty women, like his uncle! Don't you adore pretty women,
you naughty little Barty? and you have never seen Madame
Richard. You'll tell me what you think of her; and you, my
friend, do you also adore pretty women?"

89, 5. "_O oui, allons voir Madame Richard_"--"Oh yes! let us go
and see Madame Richard."

89, 9. _la haute ecole_--the high-school (of horsemanship).

89, 14. _Cafe des Aveugles_--Cafe of the Blind.

90, 4. "_Qu'est-ce que vous avez donc, tous?_"--"What's the matter
with you all?"

90, 5. "_Le Pere Brassard est mort!_"--"Father Brossard is dead!"

90, 10. "_Il est tombe du haut mal_"--"He died of the falling
sickness."

90, 13. _desoeuvrement_--idleness.

91, 8. _de service as maitre d'etudes_--on duty as study-master.

93, 27. "_Dites donc, vous autres_"--"Say now, you others."

93, 29. _panem et circenses_--bread and games.

94, 19. "_Allez donc ... a La Salle Valentino_"--"Go it,
godems--this is not a quadrille! We're not at Valentino
Hall!"

95, 1. "_Messieurs ... est sauf_"--"Gentlemen, blood has flown;
Britannic honor is safe."

95, 3. "_J'ai joliment faim!_"--"I'm mighty hungry!"

96, 1. "_Que ne puis-je aller_," etc.
"Why can I not go where the roses go,
And not await
The heartbreaking regrets which the end of things
Keeps for us here?"

96, 8. "_Le Manuel du Baccalaureat_"--"The Baccalaureat's Manual."

96, 24. _un prevot_--a fencing-master's assistant.

97, 5. _rez-de-chaussee_--ground floor.

97, 9. "_La pluie de Perles_"--"The Shower of Pearls."

97, 12. _quart d'heure_--quarter of an hour.

97, 17. _au petit bonheur_--come what may.

97, 26. _vieux loup de mer_--old sea-wolf.

98, 2. _Mon Colonel_--My Colonel.

98, 6. _endimanche_--Sundayfied (dressed up).

99, 11. _chefs-d'oeuvre_--masterpieces.

99, 24. _chanson_--song.

99, 27. "_C'etait un Capucin_," etc.
"It was a Capuchin, oh yes, a Capuchin father,
Who confessed three girls--
Itou, itou, itou, la la la!
Who confessed three girls
At the bottom of his garden--
Oh yes--
At the bottom of his garden!
He said to the youngest--
Itou, itou, itou, la la la!
He said to the youngest
... 'You will come back to-morrow.'"

100, 7. _un echo du temps passe_--an echo of the olden times.

100, 11. _esprit Gaulois_--old French wit.

100, 20. "_Sur votre parole d'honneur, avez-vous chante?_"--"On your
word of honor, have you sung?"

100, 22. "_Non, m'sieur!_"--"No, sir!"

100, 32. "_Oui, m'sieur!_"--"Yes, sir."

101, 5. "_Vous etes tous consignes!_"--"You are all kept in!"

101, 10. _de service_--on duty.

101, 19. "_Au moins vous avez du coeur ... sale histoire de
Capucin!_"--"You at least have spirit. Promise me that you
will not again sing that dirty story about the Capuchin!"

102, 24. "_Stabat mater_," etc.
"By the cross, sad vigil keeping,
Stood the mournful mother weeping,
While on it the Saviour hung" ...

102, 30. "_Ah! ma chere Mamzelle Marceline!... Et une boussole dans
l'estomac!_"--"Ah! my dear Miss Marceline, if they were
only all like that little Josselin! things would go as if
they were on wheels! That English youngster is as innocent
as a young calf! He has God in his heart." "And a compass
in his stomach!"

104, 29. "_Ah! mon cher!... Chantez-moi ca encore une fois!_"--"Ah!
my dear! what wouldn't I give to see the return of a whaler
at Whitby! What a 'marine' that would make! eh? with the
high cliff and the nice little church on top, near the old
abbey--and the red smoking roofs, and the three stone
piers, and the old drawbridge--and all that swarm of
watermen with their wives and children--and those fine
girls who are waiting for the return of the loved one! By
Jove! to think that you have seen all that, you who are not
yet sixteen ... what luck! ... say--what does that really
mean?--that

'Weel may the keel row!'
Sing that to me once again!"

105, 21. "_Ah! vous verrez ... vous y etes, en plein!_"--"Ah! you
will see, during the Easter holidays I will make such a
fine picture of all that! with the evening mist that
gathers, you know--and the setting sun, and the rising
tide, and the moon coming up on the horizon, and the
sea-mews and the gulls, and the far-off heaths, and your
grandfather's lordly old manor; that's it, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Bonzig--you are right in it."

106, 29. "_C'etait dans la nuit brune_," etc.
"'Twas in the dusky night
On the yellowed steeple,
The moon,
Like a dot on an i!"

108, 17. _en flagrant delit_--in the very act.

109, 4. _la perfide Albion_--perfidious Albion.

109, 8. "_A bas Dumollard!_"--"Down with Dumollard!"

109, 17. _l'etude entiere_--the whole school.

109, 19. "_Est-ce toi?_"--"Is it thou?"

109, 23. "_Non, m'sieur, ce n'est pas moi!_"--"No, sir, it isn't
me!"

110, 17. "_Parce qu'il aime les Anglais, ma foi--affaire de
gout!_"--"Because he likes the English, in faith--a matter of
taste!"

110, 19. "_Ma foi, il n'a pas tort!_"--"In faith, he's not wrong!"

110, 24.
"_Non! jamais en France,
Jamais Anglais ne regnera!_"

"No! never in France,
Never shall Englishman reign!"

111, 5. _au piquet pour une heure_--in the corner for an hour.
_a la retenue_--kept in.

111, 6. _prive de bain_--not to go swimming.
_consigne dimanche prochain_--kept in next Sunday.

111, 9. _de mortibus nil desperandum_--an incorrect version of _de
mortuis nil nisi bonum_: of the dead nothing but good.

111, 27. _avec des gens du monde_--with people in society.

111, 34. _et, ma foi, le sort a favorise M. le Marquis_--and, in
faith, fortune favored M. le Marquis.

112, 9. _vous etes un paltoquet et un rustre_--you are a clown and
a boor.

112, 18. _classe de geographie ancienne_--class of ancient
geography.

112, 25. "_Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes!_"--"I fear the Greeks even
when they bear gifts!"

114, 3. "_Le troisieme coup fait feu, vous savez_"--"The third blow
strikes fire, you know."

114, 23. _tisanes_--infusions.

114, 31. "_C'est moi qui voudrais ... comme il est poli_"--"It's
myself that would like to have the mumps here. I should
delay my convalescence as much as possible!"
"How well your uncle knows French, and how polite he is!"

116, 13. _Nous avons tous passe par la_--We have all been through
it.

116, 33. "_Te rappelles-tu ... du pere Jaurion?_"--"Do you recall
Berquin's new coat and his high-hat?"
"Do you remember father Jaurion's old angora cat?"

118, 7. "_Paille a Dine_," etc., is literally:
"Straw for Dine--straw for Chine--
Straw for Suzette and Martine--
Good bed for the Dumaine!"

119, 1. "_Pourquoi, m'sieur?_"
"_Parce que ca me plait!_"
"What for, sir?"
"Because it pleases me!"

119, 18. _un point_, etc.--a period--semi-colon--colon--exclamation
--inverted commas--begin a parenthesis.

119, 31. "_Te rappelles-tu cette omelette?_"--"Do you remember that
omelette?"

120, 1. _version ecrite_--written version.

120, 15. _que malheur!_--what a misfortune!

120, 19. "_Ca pue l'injustice, ici!_"--"It stinks of injustice,
here!"

120, 25. "_Mille francs par an! c'est le Pactole!_"--"A thousand
francs a year! it is a Pactolus!"

122, 7. "_Je t'en prie, mon garcon!_"--"I pray you, my boy!"

123, 24. _La chasse aux souvenirs d'enfance!_--Hunting remembrances
of childhood!

124, 3. "_Je marcherai les yeux fixes sur mes pensees_," etc.
"I will walk with my eyes fixed on my thoughts,
Seeing nothing outside, without hearing a sound--
By myself, unknown, with bowed back and hands crossed:
Sad--and the day will for me be as night."

125, 4. _beau comme le jour_--beautiful as day.

125, 6. _la rossignolle_--the nightingale (feminine.)

125, 15. "_A Saint-Blaize, a la Zuecca_" etc.
"At St. Blaize, and at Zuecca ...
You were, you were very well!
At St. Blaize, and at Zuecca ...
We were, we were happy there!
But to think of it again
Will you ever care?
Will you think of it again?
Will you come once more?
At St. Blaize, and at Zuecca ...
To live there and to die!"

125, 32. _fete de St.-Cloud_--festival of St. Cloud.

125, 33. _blanchisseuse_--laundress.

133, 30. "_Roy ne puis, prince ne daigne, Rohan je suis!_"--"King I
Cannot be, prince I would not be, Rohan I am!"

133, 34. "_Rohan ne puis, roi ne daigne. Rien je suis!_"--"Rohan I
cannot be, king I would not be. Nothing I am!"

135, 10. _grandes dames de par le monde_--great ladies of the world.

137, 6. "_O lachrymarum fons!_"--"O font of tears!"

140, 28. Jewess is in French, _juive_.

141, 10. "_Esker voo her jer dwaw lah vee? Ah! kel Bonnure!_"
Anglo-French for "_Est ce que vous que je dois laver. Ah!
quel bonheur!_"--"Is it that you that I must wash? Ah! What
happiness!"

142, 12. _Pazienza_--Patience.

143, 8. "_Ne sulor ultra crepidam!_"--"A cobbler should stick to
his last!"

145, 1. "_La cigale ayant chante_," etc.
"The grasshopper, having sung
The summer through,
Found herself destitute
When the north wind came."...

146, 20. "_Spretae injuria formae_"--"The insult to her despised
beauty."

146, 31. _billets doux_--love letters.

152, 8. "_La plus forte des forces est un coeur innocent_"--"The
Strongest of strengths is an innocent heart."

154, 3. "_Tiens, tiens!... ecoute!_"--"There, there! it's deucedly
pretty that--listen!"

154, 8. "_Mais, nom d'une pipe--elle est divine, cette
musique--la!_"--"But, by jingo, it's divine, that music!"

155, 26. _bourgeois_--the middle class.

155, 34. _nouveaux riches_--newly rich people.

158, 2. "_La mia letizia!_"--"My Joy!"

160, 17. "_Beau chevalier qui partez pour la guerre_," etc.
"Brave cavalier, off to the war,
What will you do
So far from here?
Do you not see that the night is dark,
And that the world
Is only care?"

160, 23. "_La Chanson de Barberine_"--"The Song of Barberine."

160, 28. _cascameche_--nightcap tassel.
_moutardier du pape_--pope's mustardman.
_tromblon-bolivard_--broad-brimmed blunderbuss.

160, 29. _vieux coquelicot_--old poppy.

160, 31. "_Voos ayt oon oter!_" Anglo-French for "_Vous etes un
autre!_"--"You are another!"

162, 10. _C'est toujours comme ca_--It's always like that.

163, 17. _a bon chat, bon rat_--a Roland for an Oliver.

166, 14. _poudre insecticide_--insect-powder.
_mort aux punaises_--death to the bugs.

166, 22. _pensionnat de demoiselles_--young ladies' boarding-school.

166, 28. _Je connais ca_--I know that.

168, 8. _eau sucree_--sweetened water.

168, 18. _Coeur de Lion_--Lion Heart.
_le Pre aux Clercs_--Parson's Green.

169, 17. _rapins_--art students.

170, 14. "_Bonjour, Monsieur Bonzig! comment allez-vous?_"--"Good-day,
Mr. Bonzig! how do you do?"

170, 17. "_Pardonnez-moi, monsieur--mais je n'ai pas l'honneur de
vous remettre!_"--"Pardon me, sir--but I have not the honor
to remember your face!"

170, 19. "_Je m'appelle Josselin--de chez Brossard!_"--"My name is
Josselin--from Brossard's!"

170, 20. "_Ah! Mon Dieu, mon cher, mon tres-cher!_"--"Ah! My God, my
dear, my very dear!"

170, 23. "_Mais quel bonheur.... Je n'en reviens pas!_"--"But what
good luck it is to see you again. I think of you so often,
and of Whitby! How you have altered! and what a
fine-looking fellow you are! who would have recognized you!
Lord of Lords--it's a dream! I can't get over it!"

170, 34. "_Non, mon cher Josselin_"--"No, my dear Josselin."

172, 4. _un peintre de marines_--a painter of marines.

172, 16. _garde champetre_--park-keeper.

172, 27. _ministere_--public office.

172, 31. "_l'heure ou le jaune de Naples rentre dans la nature_"--"the
hour when Naples yellow comes again into nature."

173, 31. _bonne friture_--good fried fish.

173, 32. _fricassee de lapin_--rabbit fricasee.
_pommes sautees_--French fried potatoes.
_soupe aux choux_--cabbage soup.

174, 1. _cafe chantant_--music-hall.
_bal de barriere_--ball held in the outer districts of
Paris, usually composed of the rougher element.

174, 3. _bonsoir la compagnie_--good-night to the company.

174, 26. _prix-fixe_--fixed price.

175, 6. _aile de poulet_--chicken's wing.
_peche au vin_--peach preserved in wine.

175, 9. _entre la poire et le fromage_--between pear and cheese.

175, 15. _flaning_--from _flaner_, to lounge.

175, 28. "_Ma foi, mon cher!_"--"My word, my dear!"

176, 3. _ma mangeaille_--my victuals.

176, 18. _Mont de Piete_--pawnshop.

176, 24. _moult tristement, a l'anglaise_--with much sadness, after
the English fashion.

177, 12. _un jour de separation, vous comprenez_--a day of
separation, you understand.

177, 14. _a la vinaigrette_--with vinegar sauce.

177, 16. _nous en ferons l'experience_--we will try it.

177, 19. _maillot_--bathing-suit.
_peignoir_--wrapper.

177, 21. "_Oh! la mer! ... chez Babet!_"--"Oh! the sea, the sea! At
last I am going to take my header into it--and not later
than to-morrow evening.... Till to-morrow, my dear
comrade--six o'clock--at Babet's!"

177, 27. _piquant sa tete_--taking his header.

178, 1. _sergent de ville_--policeman.

178, 4. "_un jour de separation ... nagerons de conserve_"--"a day
Of separation! but come also, Josselin--we will take our
headers together, and swim in each other's company."

178, 13. "_en signe de mon deuil_"--"as a token of my mourning."

178, 23. _plage_--beach.

178, 30. _dame de comptoir_--the lady at the counter.

178, 33. _demi-tasse_--small cup of coffee.
_petit-verre_--small glass of brandy.

180, 13. _avec tant d'esprit_--so wittily.

180, 14. _rancune_--grudge.

181, 14. _bon raconteur_--good story-teller.

181, 16. "_La plus belle fille ... ce qu'elle a!_"--"The fairest
girl in the world can give only what she has!"

182, 5._ comme tout un chacun sait_--as each and every one knows.

182, 24. _Tout ca, c'est de l'histoire ancienne_--that's all ancient
history.

183, 8. "_tres bel homme ... que joli garcon hein?_"--"fine man,
Bob; more of the fine man than the handsome fellow, eh?"

183, 12. _Mes compliments_--My compliments.

183, 19. "_Ca y est, alors! ... a ton bonheur!_"--"So it's settled,
then! I congratulate you beforehand, and I keep my tears
for when you have gone. Let us go and dine at Babet's: I
long to drink to your welfare!"

184, 1. _atelier_--art studio.

184, 6. _le Beau Josselin_--the handsome Josselin.

184, 33. _serrement de coeur_--heart burning.

185, 22. _Marche aux oeufs_--Egg Market.

186, 4. "_Malines_" or "_Louvain_"--Belgian beers.

186, 25. "_Oui; un nomme Valteres_"--"Yes; one called Valteres"
(French pronunciation of Walters).

186, 28. "_Parbleu, ce bon Valteres--je l'connais bien!_"--"Zounds,
good old Walters--I know him well!"

188, 26. _primo tenore_--first tenor.

188, 29. _Guides_--a Belgian cavalry regiment.

188, 32. _Cercle Artistique_--Art Club.

191, 1. "_O celeste haine_," etc.
"O celestial hate,
How canst thou be appeased?
O human suffering,
Who can cure thee?
My pain is so heavy
I wish it would kill me--
Such is my desire.

"Heart-broken by thought,
Weary of compassion,
To hear no more,
Nor see, nor feel,
I am ready to give
My parting breath--
And this is my desire.

"To know nothing more,
Nor remember myself--
Never again to rise,
Nor go to sleep--
No longer to be,
But to have done--
That is my desire!"

191, 23. _Fleur de Ble_--Corn-flower.

192, 31. "_Vous allez a Blankenberghe, mossie?_"--"You go to
Blankenberghe, sah?"

193, 1. "_Je souis bienn content--nous ferons route ensiemble!_" (_je
suis bien content--nous ferons route ensemble_)--"I am fery
glad--ve will make ze journey togezzar!"

193, 5. _ragazza_--girl.

193, 7. "_un' prodige, mossie--un' fenomeno!_"--"a prodigy, sah--a
phenomenon!"

193, 24. _Robert, toi que j'aime_--Robert, thou whom I love.

193, 29. "_Ma vous aussi, vous etes mousicien--je vois ca par la
Votre figoure!" (Mais vous aussi vous etes musicien--je
vois ca par votre figure!)_--"But you also, you are a
moosician--I see zat by your face!"

194, 4. _elle et moi_--she and I.

194, 5. _bon marche_--cheap.

194, 34. _en famille_--at home.

195, 7. "_Je vais vous canter couelque cose (Je vais vous chanter
quelque-chose)--una piccola cosa da niente!--vous comprenez
l'Italien?_"--"I vill sing to you somezing--a leetle zing
of nozzing!--you understand ze Italian?"

195, 12. _je les adore_--I adore them.

195, 16. "_Il vero amore_"--"True Love."

195, 17. "_E la mio amor e andato a soggiornare
A Lucca bella--e diventar signore...._"

"And my love has gone to dwell
In beautiful Lucca--and become a gentleman...."

195, 29. "_O mon Fernand!_"--"O my Fernand!"

196, 13. "_Et vous ne cantez pas ... comme je pourrai._"
"And you do not sing at all, at all?"
"Oh yes, sometimes!"
"Sing somezing--I vill accompany you on ze guitar!--do not
be afraid--ve vill not be hard on you, she and I--"
"Oh--I'll do my best to accompany myself."

196, 21. "_Fleur des Alpes_"--"Flower of the Alps."

199, 23. _medaille de sauvetage_--medal for saving life.

200, 2. _Je leur veux du bien_--I wish them well.

200, 17. _Largo al factotum_--Make way for the factotum.

201, 24. _bis! ter!_--a second time! a third time!

201, 26. "_Het Roosje uit de Dorne_"--"The Rose without the Thorn."

202, 15. _sans tambour ni trompette_--without drum or trumpet
(French leave).

202, 29. _Hotel de Ville_--Town-hall.

203, 4. "_Una sera d' amore_"--"An Evening of Love."

203, 16. "_Guarda che bianca luna_"--"Behold the silver moon."

204, 15. _boute-en-train_--life and soul.

205, 10. "_A vous, monsieur de la garde ... tirer les
premiers!_"
"Your turn, gentleman of the guard."
"The gentlemen of the guard should always fire the first!"

205, 20. "_Je ne tire plus ... main malheureuse un jour!_"--"I will
fire no more--I am too much afraid that some day my hand
may be unfortunate!"

205, 33. "_Le cachet ... je lui avais demande!_"--"Mr. Josselin's
seal, which I had asked him for!"

206, 4. _Salle d'Armes_--Fencing-school.

206, 10. _des enfantillages_--child's play.

206, 15. "_Je vous en prie, monsieur de la garde!_"--"I pray you,
gentleman of the guard!"

206, 17. "_Cette fois, alors, nous allons tirer ensemble!_"--"This
time, then, we will draw together!"

206, 23. _maitre d'armes_--fencing-master.

206, 29. "_Vous etes impayable ... pour la vie_"--"You are
extraordinary, you know, my dear fellow; you have every
talent, and a million in your throat into the bargain! If
ever I can do anything for you, you know, always count upon
me."

208, 1. "_Et plus jamais ... quand vous m'ecrirez!_"--"And no more
empty envelopes when you write to me!"