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One of these was that I had an opportunity of conversing at a cafe with an attractive young Eng- lishman, whom I had met in the afternoon at Tarascon, and more remotely, in other years, in London; the other was that there sat enthroned behind the counter a splendid mature Arlesienne, whom my companion and I agreed that it was a rare privilege to contem- plate.
But he was a practical man. He struck himself a blow on the head. "I have what you want," said he, "La Belle Arlesienne, no, it is no use, I have something better, a good cruising boat you say money is no object." "None." "Then come with me, you two." He led the way followed by Raft and the girl to a wharf where a tug lay moored and by the tug a fifty ton yawl.
At once I saw that even I had been invaded: for my door swung open, banging, a lowered catch preventing it from slamming; in the passage the car-lamp shewed me a young man who seemed a Jew, sitting as if in sleep with dropped head, a back-tilted silk-hat pressed down upon his head to the ears; and lying on face, or back, or side, six more, one a girl with Arlesienne head-dress, one a negress, one a Deal lifeboat's-man, and three of uncertain race; the first room the waiting-room is much more numerously occupied, though there still, on the table, lies the volume of Punch, the Gentlewoman, and the book of London views in heliograph.
Then when she repeated the statement he shewed no surprise. He himself was a fishing boat owner, Captain Bontemps of the Arlesienne, and he was quite willing to sell his boat, for a sum two thousand pounds he asked, and she did not know that he was speaking in jest, just as one might speak to a child. "If your boat suits me, I will pay what you ask," said she, "let me see it."
One of these was that I had an opportunity of conversing at a cafe with an attractive young Englishman, whom I had met in the afternoon at Tarascon, and more remotely, in other years, in London; the other was that there sat enthroned behind the counter a splendid mature Arlesienne, whom my companion and I agreed that it was a rare privilege to comtemplate.
"Well, that is settled and now I only want a crew and a captain fishermen. I will have no yachtsmen on my boat. I have had to do with yachtsmen, Captain Bontemps." "Oh, my faith," said the old fellow, "you will easily find a crew." "Yes, but I won't easily find a captain. I want you." The Captain laughed. "And how about La Belle Arlesienne?" asked he. "You must leave her behind you to be sold.
Lovely as the Greek girls of Cyprus or Chios, Mercedes boasted the same bright flashing eyes of jet, and ripe, round, coral lips. She moved with the light, free step of an Arlesienne or an Andalusian.
The situation was a difficult one, but hardly, except to Harmony Wells, a tragedy. Few of us are so constructed that the Suite "Arlesienne" will serve as a luncheon, or a faulty fingering of the Waldweben from "Siegfried" will keep us awake at night.
Then it came upon Captain Jean that he was either talking to a lunatic or some wealthy woman with a craze. His sails were taken aback and he was left wallowing in a heavy ground sea of the mind with a smell of spice islands tinging the air. La Belle Arlesienne, his old boat, was not worth a thousand pounds.
He would take all the skin off my knuckles if I played a Bach gigue the least bit like that Arlésienne Minuet. He doesn't approve of Bizet very much, anyhow. He's a tremendous classicist." "Isn't it," inquired Morrison, phrasing his question carefully, "isn't it, with no disrespect to La Chance intended, isn't it rather unusually good fortune for a smallish Western city to own a real musician?"
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