“Ah, I begin to see! I notice from Cocoleu’s eyes, that this practice
with the bottle must have been going on for some time already. Cocoleu
is drunk.”
Goudar again took up his violin and repeated his song.
“I--I--want--want to--to drink!” stammered Cocoleu.
Goudar kept him waiting a little while, and then handed him the bottle.
The idiot threw back his head, and drank till he had lost his breath.
Then Goudar asked,--
“Ah! you did not have such good wine to drink at Valpinson?”
“Oh, yes!” replied Cocoleu.
“But as much as you wanted?”
“Yes. Quite--enough.”