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Jean-Bart, perhaps, although even then I hardly see the connection. However that be, in any case he did say, "What a fine head," and this condescension made me proud. Moreover, all the directors show me a marked degree of kindness and politeness.

"Yes," explained Jacqueline, "he is going to be transferred from the 'Borda' to the 'Jean-Bart' which, by the way, is no longer the 'Jean- Bart', only people call her so because they are used to it. Meantime you see before you "C," the great "C," the famous "C," that is, he is the pupil who stands highest on the roll of the naval school at this moment." There was a vague murmur of applause.

"Yes," explained Jacqueline, "he is going to be transferred from the 'Borda' to the 'Jean-Bart' which, by the way, is no longer the 'Jean-Bart', only people call her so because they are used to it. Meantime you see before you "C," the great "C," the famous "C," that is, he is the pupil who stands highest on the roll of the naval school at this moment." There was a vague murmur of applause.

They were dark, bearded men; one of them at least with the noble air of Othello, the Moor, and with his fine dignity. They stared up at the statue of Jean-Bart, and asked a few questions of a French officer who walked with a shorter step beside them. It seemed to impress their imagination, and they turned to look back at that figure with the raised sword and the plumed hat.

No sentries at the door of the Hotel des Arcades, in the Place Jean-Bart, challenged three strangers of shabby and hungry look when they passed through in search of food. Waiters scurrying about with dishes and plates did not look askance at them when they strolled into a dining-room crowded with French and British staff officers.

Perhaps he said like Jean-Bart, although I do not see the connection. However, he said: "What a fine head, like " and his condescension made me proud. By the way, all the gentlemen are very kind, very polite to me.

In the centre, just below the statue of Jean-Bart, was an armoured-car which a Belgian soldier, with a white rag round his head, was explaining to a French cuirassier whose long horse-hair queue fell almost to his waist from his linen-covered helm.

"Yes," explained Jacqueline, "he is going to be transferred from the 'Borda' to the 'Jean-Bart' which, by the way, is no longer the 'Jean-Bart', only people call her so because they are used to it. Meantime you see before you "C," the great "C," the famous "C," that is, he is the pupil who stands highest on the roll of the naval school at this moment." There was a vague murmur of applause.