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Ball of Fat 9
"As a matter of fact, I don't feel well," said the count. "Why did I not think
of bringing provisions?" Each one reproached himself in similar fashion.
Cornudet, however, had a bottle of rum, which he offered to his neighbors. They
all coldly refused except Loiseau, who took a sip, and returned the bottle with
thanks, saying: "That's good stuff; it warms one up, and cheats the appetite."
The alcohol put him in good humor, and he proposed they should do as the sailors
did in the song: eat the fattest of the passengers. This indirect allusion to
Ball of Fat shocked the respectable members of the party. No one replied; only
Cornudet smiled. The two good sisters had ceased to mumble their rosary, and,
with hands enfolded in their wide sleeves, sat motionless, their eyes
steadfastly cast down, doubtless offering up as a sacrifice to Heaven the
suffering it had sent them.
At last, at three o'clock, as they were in the midst of an apparently limitless
plain, with not a single village in sight, Ball of Fat stooped quickly, and
drew from underneath the seat a large basket covered with a white napkin.
From this she extracted first of all a small earthenware plate and a silver
drinking cup, then an enormous dish containing two whole chickens cut into
joints and imbedded in jelly. The basket was seen to contain other good things:
pies, fruit, dainties of all sorts-provisions, in fine, for a three days'
journey, rendering their owner independent of wayside inns. The necks of four
bottles protruded from among the food. She took a chicken wing, and began to eat
it daintily, together with one of those rolls called in Normandy "Regence."
All looks were directed toward her. An odor of food filled the air, causing
nostrils to dilate, mouths to water, and jaws to contract painfully. The scorn
of the ladies for this disreputable female grew positively ferocious; they would
have liked to kill her, or throw, her and her drinking cup, her basket, and her
provisions, out of the coach into the snow of the road below.
But Loiseau's gaze was fixed greedily on the dish of chicken. He said:
"Well, well, this lady had more forethought than the rest of us. Some people
think of everything."
She looked up at him.
"Would you like some, sir? It is hard to go on fasting all day."
He bowed.
"Upon my soul, I can't refuse; I cannot hold out another minute. All is fair in
war time, is it not, madame?" And, casting a glance on those around, he added:
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