Show GEORGE f blo TT 0 A LOVE STORY OF PARIS DU MAURIER ME RILBY FAMOUS I 1 this famous novel Is given in serial form to readers of this news H U M B paper through arran arrangement geme with richard walton tully STORY JY v x s ducer AA of the V screen f n version aej and first national pictures inc distributor of 0 tile the motion picture copyright 1894 by harper bros copyright 19 1922 12 by gerald du bla maurier urier and may alay du Alaur maurier ler coles SYNOPSIS in the whole of paris could hardly be found three more contented young englishmen than the trio of artists known as taffy the laird and little billee who ho shared a certain studio in a side street of the latin among their occasional visitors ars was one Sv engall a shabby long haired musician whose presence was endured only because of his divine music they were all in the studio one afternoon listening entranced to his playing when there was a loud rapping at the door and a strange figure entered a tall well form ed girl wearing a soldiers overcoat a short petticoat and a huge pair of mens slippers her white ankles showing above them she looked around smiling and introduced herself as trilby 0 ferrall a model she thad had heard the music and came in to listen she was posing for durien the sculptor on the next floor she said posing for everything especially the feet and kicking off her big slipper she proudly displayed the handsomest foot in all paris indeed her feet were astonishingly beautiful and little billee was thrown into silent raptures of admiration Sv ngali engall iglash ed his black eyes at her languishingly the talk veered to music of which trilby confessed she was very fond her favorite song she said was ben bolt which her father used to sing in fact she could sing it herself so politely encouraged by little billee she sang unaccompanied from her throat issued a volume of sound of fine quality but never once did she hit upon a true note trilby it seemed was absolutely tone deaf I 1 part pait 1 continued As some things are too sad and too deep for tears so some things are too grotesque and too funny for laughter of such a kind was miss oferrall OPer OFer rals performance of ben bolt from that capacious mouth and through that high bridged bony nose there rolled a volume of breathy sound not loud but so immense that it seemed to come from all round to be reverberated from every surface in the studio she followed more or less the shape of the tune going up when it rose and down when it tell fell but with such immense intervals between the notes as were never dreamed of in any mortal melody it was as though she aha could never once have deviated into tune never once have hit upon a true note even by a fluke in fact as though she were absolutely tone deaf and without ear albough she stuck to the time correctly enough she finished her song amid an embarrassing silence the audience quite know whether it were meant tor for fun or seriously one wondered if she were not paying out bout Sv ngali engal for his impertinent performance of messieurs Alessi eurs les etu dianas if so it was a capital piece of impromptu tit tor for tat admirably acted and a very ugly gleam yellowed the tawny black of big eyes he was so fond of making fun of others that he particularly ticul arly resented being made fun of himself endure that any one should ever have haie the laugh langh ot of him at length little billee said saida thank you so much it is a capital song yes said miss oferrall its the only song I 1 know unfortunately my lather father used to sing it just like that when he felt jolly after hot rum and water it used to make people cry he used to cry over it himself I 1 never do some people think I 1 cant sing a bit all I 1 can say it that ive often had bad to sing it six or seven times running in lots of studios I 1 vary it you know not the words but the tune you must remember that ive oi only rily taken to it lately do you know litolff well hes a great composer and he came to burlen Du Is the other day and I 1 sang ben bolt and what do you yon think he said why he said madame albent go nearly so BO high or so low as I 1 did and that her voice half so strong he gave me his word of honor he said I 1 breathed ns as natural and straight as a baby and all I 1 want is to get my voice a little more under control what lie he said quest ce dit asked Sv engall ngali and she said it all over again to him in french quite french french of 0 the most colloquial kind her accent was not that of the comedies Fran clase nor yet that of the faubourg Fau bourg st germain nor yet that of the pavement it was quaint and expressive tunny funny without being vulgar Bar he was right litolff said Sven Sv engall galt 1 I assure you mate moiselle mol selle that I 1 have never heard a voice that can equal yours you have a talent quite exceptional she blushed with pleasure and the others thought him a beastly cad tor for poking fun at the poor girl in such a way and they thought monsieur litolff another she then got up and shook the crumbs off her coat and slipped her feet into durdens Du Dur lens slippers saying in english well ive got to go 90 back lite life aint all beer and skittles and mores the pity but the odds so long as youre happy on her way out she stopped before picture a chiffonier with his lantern bending over a dust heap for taffy was or thought himself a passionate realist in those days he has eh changed and now paints nothing but king arthurs and Guin everes and lance lots and blaines and floating ladles ladies of Sha lott that chiffoniers chiffo basket hitched high enough she remarked how could he be tap his pick against the rim and make the rag fall into it if its hitched only halfway up his back and hes got the wrong sabots labots and the wrong lantern its all wrong dear me said tatty taffy turning very red you seem to know a lot about it its a pity you dont paint yourself ali ah now youre cross said miss oferrall oh mate male ale aie she went to her door and paused looking around benignly what nice teeth youve all three got because youre englishmen I 1 suppose and clean them twice a day I 1 do too trilby oferrall my name 48 rue des bousse call cail loux pose pour luand ca 11 lamus amuse vaten va t en ville et fait tout ce qui concerns con cerne son betat dont forget thanks all and goodby en vla une said Sven ngali gaii 1 I think ashes lovely said little billee the young aud and tender oh heavens what angels feet it makes me sick to think she sits for the figure im sure ashes quite a lady 11 and in five minutes or so with the point of an old compass he scratched in white on the dark red wall a three quarter profile outline of trilbus bys left foot which was perhaps the more perfect poem of the two slight as it was this little piece of impromptu etching in its sense of beauty in its quick seizing of a peculiar individuality its subtle rendering of a strongly received tm im pies sion was already the work of a master it was trilbus bys foot and nobody alses nor could have been and nobody else but little billee could have drawn it in just that inspired way quest ce que ben bolt inquired gecko upon which little billee was made by taffy to sit down to the piano and sing it he sang it very nicely with his pleasant little throaty english baritone it was solely in ill order that litt little le billee should have opportunities of practising practicing this graceful accomplishment of his tor for his own and his friends delectation that the piano had been sent over from london at great cost to taffy and the laird it had belonged to mother who was dead before he had finished the second verse Sv Sven engall galt exclaimed mai alai tout a fait chentis ch entil allons gecko chauez ca and he be put his big hands on the piano over little billeen Bil lees pushed him off the music stool with his great gaunt body and sitting on it himself he played a masterly prelude it was impressive to hear bear the complicated richness and volume of the sounds he evoked after little billeen Bil leos lees gentle tink a tink and gecko cuddling lovingly Ms his violin and closing his upturned eyes played that simple melody as it had probably never been played before such passion such pathos such a tone and they turned it and twisted it and went from one key to another playing into each others hands Sven ngali galt taking the lead and figued and and and battle and shuttle cocked it high and low soft and loud in minor in pizzicato and in adagio andante allegretto scherzo and exhausted all its possibilities of beauty till their susceptible audience of three was all but crazed with delight and wonder and the masterful ben bolt and his over tender alice and his too submissive friend and his old schoolmaster so kind and so true and his long dead schoolmates school mates and the rustic porch and the mill and the slab of granite so gray and the dear little nook by the claer running brook were all magnified into a strange almost holy poetic dignity and splendor quite undreamed of by whoever wrote the words and music of that unsophisticated little song which has touched so many simple british hearts that dont know any better and among them once that of the present scribe long long ago I 1 Sacre 11 chhue plen pien le ie checko heln hein said Sv ngali engall when they had brought this wonderful double improvisation to a climax and a close mon clefe che ie fals fais chanter sur son flolow comme sl betait mot moi qui chantale chan chant tais als ach si chafaris cha fais fals pour teu teut c sous de che le ie bremier chan beur du monte I 1 cannot sing he continued 1 I will translate him into english without attempting to translate his accent which is IL a mere matter of judiciously transposing ps PIS and bs and ts and ds and Vs and vs and ks and gs and turning thes oft french j into ell ch and a pretty language into an ugly one 1 I cannot sing myself I 1 cannot play the violin but I 1 can teach hein gecko and I 1 have a pupil hein gecko la honorine and here he be leered all round with a that was not engaging the w world orld shall hear of la honorine some bome day hein gecko listen listell all this is how I 1 teach la honorine gecko play me a little accompaniment in pizzicato anaf and he pulled out of his pocket a kind of little flexible flageolet of his own invention it seems which he screwed together and put to his lips and on this humble instrument lie he played ben bolt while gecko accompanied him using his fiddle as a guitar his adoring eves fixed in reverence on his master aud and it would be impossible to render in any words the deftness the distinction the grace power pathos and passion dassion with which this truly phenomenal artist executed execute d the poor old tune on h his Is elastic penny whistle tor for it was little more such thrilling vibrating piercing tenderness now loud rind and full a shrill scream of ang anguish now soft as a whisper a mere melodic breath more human almost than the human voice itself a perfection unattainable even by gecko a master on an instrument which is the acknowledged king of all so that the tear which had been so close to the brink of little billeen Bil lees eye while gecko was playing now rose and trembled under his eyelid and spilled itself down his nose and he had to dissemble and surreptitiously mop it up with his little finger as he leaned his chin on his hand band and cough a little husky unnatural cough pour se donner leonner une countenance conte nance he had never heard such music as this never dreamed such music was possible he was I 1 conscious while it lasted that he saw deeper into the beauty the sadness of things the very heart of them and their pathetic evanescence as with a new inner eye even into eternity itself beyond the veil a vague cosmic vision that faded when the music was 0 over er but left a an n U unfading reminiscence of its having been and a passionate desire to express the like some day through he plastic medium of his own beautiful art and then well I 1 happen to torget forget what sort of day this particular day turned into at about six of the clock it if it was decently fine the most of them went oft off to dine at the restaurant de la couronne couronna Cou ronne kept by the pere trin in the rue de monsieur who gave you his best to eat and drink tor for twenty sols parisis or one franc in the coin of the empire good dis tending soups omelets that were only too savory lentils red and white beans meat so dressed and sauced and seasoned that you know whether it were beef or mutton flesh fowl or good red herring or even bad for that matter nor very greatly care and just the same lettuce radishes and cheese of gruyere or brie as you got at the trois freres pro but not the same butter and to wash it all down generous wine in wooden brocs blocs that stained a lovely aesthetic blue everything it was spilled over and you hobnobbed hobnob bed with models male and female students of law and medicine painters and sculptors workmen and and gri and found them very ver good company and most improving to your french it if your french was of the usual british kind bind and even to somo some of your manners it if these were very british indeed A and n d the evening was innocently wound up with billiards cards or dominos at tho the cafe du luxembourg opposite or at the theatre du luxemburg amburg in the rue de Ala masamer damer to see tunny funny farces with droll englishmen in them or still better at the jardin bullier la close rie des lilas to see the students lance dance the cancan or try and dance it yourself which is not so easy as it seems or best of all at the theatre de rodeon deon to see some piece of classical repertoire or again if it rained avld and paris through the studio window loomed lead colored with its shiny slate roofs under skies that were ashen and sober and the wild west wind made music among the chim ney pots and little gray waves ran up t the h e ri river v er t the li e wr wrong 0 u g w way a y a and n d the morgue i f org u e looked lo 10 0 k ed chill c h il I 1 and a n d dark d a rk and wet and almost uninviting even to three healthy minded young britons they would resolve to dine and spend a happy evening at home little billee taking with him three francs or even four would dive into back streets and buy a yard or so of crusty new bread well burned on the hat flat side a fillet of beef a litre of wine potatoes and onions butter a little cylindrical cheese called bondon do de Neut chatel tender curly lettuce with chervil parsley spring onions and other tine fine herbs and a pod of 0 garlic which would be rubbed on a crust of bread to flavor things with taffy would lay the cloth eng lish wise and also make the salad for which like everybody else I 1 ever met he had a special receipt of his own putting in the oli oil first and the vinegar after and indeed his salads were quite as good as ag j everybody alses the laird bending over the stove would cook tile the onions and beef into t 0 a savory scotch mess so cunningly I 1 Y t that ha t you could not taste the beet beef tor for the onions nor always the on tons ions for the garlic 1 I to be continued |