“To begin with, father, you know that on first leaving Grasse, I went over to Toulon where I entered the Arsenal. It’s not necessary to tell you all that is inside there, you have seen it as well as I.”
“Yes, pass on, I know it.”
“After leaving Toulon I went and hired myself out at Marseilles, a fine large town, advantageous for the workman, where some comrades pointed out to me, a sea-horse which serves as a sign at an inn.”
“Well?”
“Faith, from there, I went north to Aix, where I admired the sculptures of the porch of Saint-Saviour.”
“I have seen that.”
“Then, from there, we went to Arles, and we saw the roof of the Commune of Arles.”
“So well constructed that one cannot imagine how it holds itself in the air.”
“From Arles, my father, we went to the city of Saint-Gille, and there we saw the famous Vis——”
“Yes, yes, a wonder both in structure and outline. Which shows us, my son, that in other days as well as to-day there were good workmen.”