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"It can be arranged, Monsieur!" repeats Kangourou again, who at this moment appears to me a go-between of the lowest type, a rascal of the meanest kind. Only, he adds, we, Yves and I, are in the way during the negotiations.
But behold, at eight o'clock, three persons of the most singular appearance, led by M. Kangourou, present themselves with endless bows at the door of my cabin.
From time to time I express impatience, I ask this worthy creature, whom I am less and less able to consider in a serious light: "Come now, tell us frankly, Kangourou, are we any nearer coming to some arrangement? Is all this ever going to end?" "In a moment, Monsieur, in a moment;" and he resumes his air of political economist seriously debating social problems.
And now I address my reproaches to Kangourou: "Why have you brought her to me in such pomp, before friends and neighbors of both sexes, instead of showing her to me discreetly, as if by chance, as I had wished? What an affront you will compel me now to put upon all these polite persons!"
I feel as if I were acting, for my own benefit, some wretchedly trivial and third-rate comedy; and whenever I try to consider my home in a serious spirit, the scoffing figure of M. Kangourou rises before me the matrimonial agent, to whom I am indebted for my happiness. July 12th Yves visits us whenever he is free, in the evening at five o'clock, after his duties on board are fulfilled.
Suddenly I hear some one tapping three times, with a harsh and bony finger, against one of the steps of our stairs, and in our doorway appears an idiot, clad in a suit of gray tweed, who bows low. "Come in, come in, Monsieur Kangourou. You come just in the nick of time! I was actually becoming enthusiastic over your country!"
It is too great a condescension on your part. However, anything to oblige you." He guesses at the first words what I require from him. "Of course," he replies, "we will see about it at once; in a week's time, as it happens, a family from Simonosaki, in which there are two charming daughters, will be here." "What! in a week! You don't know me, M. Kangourou!
Suddenly I hear some one tapping three times, with a harsh and bony finger, against one of the steps of our stairs, and in our doorway appears an idiot, clad in a suit of gray tweed, who bows low. "Come in, come in, Monsieur Kangourou. You come just in the nick of time! I was actually becoming enthusiastic over your country!"
M. Kangourou relates, without seeing anything wrong in it whatever, that formerly this talent was of great service to M. Sucre.
It seemed extraordinary that the quaint words, the curious phrases I had learnt during our exile at the Pescadores Islands by sheer dint of dictionary and grammar book, without attaching the least sense to them should mean anything. But so it seemed, however, for I was at once understood. I wish in the first place to speak to one M. Kangourou, who is interpreter, washerman, and matrimonial agent.
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