So Julie sang a little song. It was the “Farewell.”
Adieu! ne m’oublie pas, etc.
“Bravo!” applauded the captain when she had finished. Then he went up on deck.
Julie recollected something as he passed out. She carefully drew a small package from the folds of her dress and ran after him. The rolling of the ship made her dizzy. She reeled and would have fallen, had not a sailor caught her hand.
“Merci” (thank you), she said.
That brought another to the rescue.
“Merci, merci!” she repeated.
Half a dozen of the crew came to learn the cause of alarm.
“Merci, merci, merci!” she screamed. Would they never understand?
The captain did, and laughed heartily.