"Happy province! You quietly accept the Empires which Paris brings forth with pain, and the downfall of a government means no more to you than changing the words of a speech or the flowers on a silver dish. If Dr. O’Grady were here he would quote Ecclesiastes to me."
"What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the sun?
"One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh; but the earth abideth for ever.
"The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done; and there is no new thing under the sun."
"Aurelle," said Colonel Musgrave, who had quietly approached, "if you want to see the bombardment after dinner, go up to the top of the hill. The sky is all lit up. We attack to-morrow morning."
And a distant muffled thundering floated on the calm evening air. A melancholy and ancient peal of bells rang out from the Spanish belfry in the market-place. The first stars twinkled above the two ironical towers of the church of Saint-Ferréol and the proud old town fell asleep to the familiar sound of battle.
Colonel Musgrave was drinking his coffee in the handsome _salon_ of the merchant, Van Mopez; he opened a pink official telegram and read:
"Director of Commissariat to Colonel Musgrave. Marseilles Indian Depot overcrowded meet special train 1000 goats with native goatherds find suitable quarters and organize temporary farm."
His job being to feed Australians, he thought it hard that he had to bear in addition the consequences of the religious laws of the Hindoos. But nothing troubled Colonel Musgrave long; he sent for his interpreter.
"Aurelle," he said, "I am expecting a thousand goats this evening; you will take my motor and scour the country. I must have a suitable piece of ground in five hours and a small building for the shepherds. If the owner refuses to let you hire them, you will commandeer them. Have a cigar? Good-bye."
Having thus disposed of this first anxiety, he turned to his adjutant.
"We now want an O.C Goats!" he said. "It will be an excellent reason for getting rid of Captain Cassell, who arrived yesterday. _Captain_! I asked him what he did in peace-time—musical critic of the _Morning Leader_!"