[Illustration: “‘_Qué, Valmajour! suppose you play something for the pleasure of the pretty lady._’” That Sunday--it was a scorching hot Sunday in July at the time of the yearly competitions for the department--there was a great open-air festival held in the ancient amphitheatre of Aps in Provence. All the town was there--the weavers from the New Road, the aristocrats of the Calade quarter, and some people even came all the way from Beaucaire.…
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