Arthur Train, “The Madonna of the Blackbird” (1913)
“ The custodians?” “It was very difficult,” answered Dupré, whose eyes looked very tired. “They are scattered to the four winds of heaven. They all had lived in Paris, of course, but now, strangely enough, they are all over France—in Saumur, Marseilles, Rheims, and even in Caen. I have been traveling day and night, and drinking in pot-houses the balance of the time.” “I trust you have drunk to some purpose,” smiled Donaque. “M’sieu shall judge for himself,” answered Dupré. “They are all human oxen, lazy, ignorant, fog-brained, and with a taste for absinthe. ”
