Do you play any instruments? colospasmin prospect A few days later Vincent returned to the same place, this time with one of his few friends in Arles, a second lieutenant from the army garrison. Vincent related how they clambered around the old garden and stole some figs. Then he made a most interesting comparison: the place put him in mind, he wrote, of a novel by Zola, ’AΒ€ΒœThe Sin of Father Mouret.’A€