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of about eighteen; one of those women who suddenly excite your
desire when you meet them in the street; and who leave you with a
vague feeling of uneasiness and of excited senses。 She was tall;
had a small waist and large hips; with a dark skin; very large
eyes; and very black hair。 Her dress clearly marked the outlines
of her firm; full figure; which was accentuated by the motion of
her hips as she tried to swing herself higher。 Her arms were
stretched over her head to hold the rope; so that her bosom rose
at every movement she made。 Her hat; which a gust of wind had
blown off; was hanging behind her; and as the swing gradually
rose higher and higher; she showed her delicate limbs up to the
knees each time; and the wind from the perfumed petticoats; more
heady than the fumes of wine; blew into the faces of her father
and friend; who were looking at her in admiration。

Sitting in the other swing; Madame Dufour kept saying in a
monotonous voice:

〃Cyprian; come and swing me; do come and swing me; Cyprian!〃

At last he complied; and turning up his shirt…sleeves; 
as if he intended to work very hard; with much difficulty he set
his wife in motion。 She clutched the two ropes; and held her legs
out straight; so as not to touch the ground。 She enjoyed feeling
giddy from the motion of the swing; and her whole figure shook
like a jelly on a dish; but as she went higher and higher; she
grew too giddy and got frightened。 Every time she was coming
back; she uttered a shriek; which made all the little urchins
come round; and; down below; beneath the garden hedge; she
vaguely saw a row of mischievous heads; making various grimaces
as they laughed。

When a servant girl came out; they ordered lunch。

〃Some fried fish; a stewed rabbit; salad; and dessert;〃 Madame
Dufour said; with an important air。

〃Bring two quarts of beer and a bottle of claret;〃 her husband
said。

〃We will have lunch on the grass;〃 the girl added。

The grandmother; who had an affection for cats; had been petting
one that belonged to the house; and had been bestowing the most
affectionate words on it; for the last ten minutes。 The animal;
no doubt secretly pleased by her attentions; kept close to the
good woman; but just out of reach of her hand; and quietly walked
round the trees; against which she rubbed herself; with her tail
up; purring with pleasure。

〃Hallo!〃 exclaimed the youth with the yellow hair; who was
ferreting about; 〃here are two swell boats!〃 They all went to
look at them; and saw two beautiful skiffs in a wooden boathouse;
which were as beautifully finished as if they had been objects of
luxury。 They were moored side by side; like two tall; slender
girls; in their narrow shining length; and aroused in one a wish
to float in them on warm summer mornings and evenings; along
flower…covered banks of the river; where the trees dip their
branches into the water; where the rushes are continually
rustling in the breeze; and where the swift kingfishers dart
about like flashes of blue lightning。

The whole family looked at them with great respect。

〃They are indeed two swell boats;〃 Monsieur Dufour repeated
gravely; and he examined them closely; commenting on them like a
connoisseur。 He had been in the habit of rowing in his younger
days; he said; and when he had that in his handsand he went
through the action of pulling the oarshe did not care a fig for
anybody。 He had beaten more than one Englishman formerly at the
Joinville regattas。 He grew quite excited at last; and offered to
make a bet that in a boat like that he could row six miles an
hour; without exerting himself。

〃Lunch is ready;〃 said the waitress; appearing at the entrance to
the boathouse。 They all hurried off; but two young men were
already lunching at the best place; which Madame Dufour had
chosen in her mind as her seat。 No doubt they were the owners of
the skiffs; for they were dressed in boating costume。 They were
stretched out; almost lying on chairs; and were sunburned; and
had on flannel trousers and thin cotton jerseys; with short
sleeves; which showed their bare arms; which were as strong as
blacksmiths'。 They were two strong young fellows; who thought a
great deal of their vigor; and who showed in all their movements
that elasticity and grace of limb which can only be acquired by
exercise; and which is so different to the awkwardness with which
the same continual work stamps the mechanic。

They exchanged a rapid smile when they saw the mother; and then a
look on seeing the daughter。

〃Let us give up our place;〃 one of them said; 〃it will make us
acquainted with them。〃

The other got up immediately; and holding his black and red
boating…cap in his hand; he politely offered the ladies the only
shady place in the garden。 With many excuses they accepted; and
so that it might be more rural; they sat on the grass; without
either tables or chairs。

The two young men took their plates; knives; forks; etc。; to a
table a little way off; and began to eat again。 Their bare arms;
which they showed continually; rather embarrassed the young girl;
who even pretended to turn her head aside; and not to see them。
But Madame Dufour; who was rather bolder; tempted by feminine
curiosity; looked at them every moment; and no doubt compared
them with the secret unsightliness of her husband。 She had
squatted herself on the ground with her legs tucked under her;
after the manner of tailors; and kept wriggling about
continually; under the pretext that ants were crawling about her
somewhere。 Monsieur Dufour; whom the politeness of the strangers
had put into rather a bad temper; was trying to find a
comfortable position; which he did not; however; succeed in
doing; while the youth with the yellow hair was eating as
silently as an ogre。

〃It is lovely weather; Monsieur;〃 the stout lady said to one of
the boating…men。 She wished to be friendly; because they had
given up their place。

〃It is; indeed; Madame;〃 he replied; 〃do you often go into the
country?〃

〃Oh! Only once or twice a year; to get a little fresh air; and
you; Monsieur?〃

〃I come and sleep here every night。〃

〃Oh! That must be very nice?〃

〃Certainly it is; Madame。〃 And he gave them such a practical
account of his daily life; that in the hearts of these
shopkeepers; who were deprived of the meadows; and who longed for
country walks; it roused that innate love of nature; which they
all felt so strongly the whole year round; behind the counter in
their shop。

The girl raised her eyes and looked at the oarsman with
emotion; and Monsieur Dufour spoke for the first time。

〃It is indeed a happy life;〃 he said。 And then he added: 〃A
little more rabbit; my dear?〃

〃No; thank you;〃 she replied; and turning to the young men again;
and pointing to their arms; asked  〃Do you never feel cold like
that?〃

They both laughed; and amazed the family by telling of the
enormous fatigue they could endure; of bathing while in a state
of tremendous perspiration; of rowing in the fog at night; and
they struck their chests violently; to show how they sounded。

〃Ah! You look very strong;〃 the husband said and he did not talk
any more of the time when he used to beat the English。 The girl
was looking at them askance now; and the young fellow with the
yellow hair; as he had swallowed some wine the wrong way; and was
coughing violently; bespattered Madame Dufour's sherry…colored
silk dress。 Madame got angry; and sent for some water to wash the
spots。

Meanwhile it had grown unbearably hot; the sparkling river looked
like a blaze of fire and the fumes of the wine were getting into
their heads。 Monsieur Dufour; who had a violent hiccough; had
unbuttoned his waistcoat and the top of his trousers; while his
wife; who felt choking; was gradually unfastening her dress。 The
youth was shaking his yellow wig in a happy frame of mind; and
kept helping himself to wine; and as the old grandmother felt
drunk; she endeavored to be very stiff and dignified。 As for the
girl; she showed nothing except a peculiar brightness in her
eyes; while the brown skin on the cheeks became more rosy。

The coffee finished them off; they spoke of singing; and each of
them sang; or repeated a couplet; which the others repeated
enthusiastically。 Then they got up with some difficulty; and
while the two women; who were rather dizzy; were getting some
fresh air; the two males; who were altogether drunk; were
performing gymnastic tricks。 Heavy; limp; and with scarlet faces;
they hung awkwardly on to the iron rings; without being able to
raise themselves; while their shirts were continually threatening
to part company with their trousers; and to flap in the wind like
flags。

Meanwhile; the two boating…men had got their skiffs into the
water。 They came back; and politely asked the ladies whether they
would like a row。

〃Would you like one; Monsieur Dufour?〃 his wife exclaimed。
〃Please come!〃

He merely gave her a drunken look; without understanding what she
said。 Then one of the rowers came up; with two fishing…rods in
his hand; and the hope of catching a gudgeon; that great aim of
the Parisian shopkeeper; made Dufour's dull eyes gleam。 He
politely allowed them to do whatever they liked; while he sat in
the shade; under the bridge; with his feet dangling over the
river; by the side of the young man with the yellow hair; who was
sleeping soundly close to him。

One of the boating…men made a martyr of himself; and took the
mother。

〃Let us go to the little wood on the Ile aux Anglais!〃 he called
out; as he rowed off。 The other skiff went slower; for the rower
was looking at his companion so intently; that he thought of
nothing else。 His emotion paralyzed his strength; while the girl;
who was sitting on the steerer's seat; gave herself up to the
enjoyment of being on the water。 She felt disinclined to think;
felt a lassitude in her limbs a complete self…relaxation; as if
she were intoxicated。 She had become very flushed; and breathed
pantingly。 The effect of the wine; increased by the extreme heat;
made all the trees on the bank seem to bow; as she passed。 A
vague wish for enjoyment; a fermentation of her blood; seemed to
pervade her whol

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