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LE MAIRE: + THE CONDITION OF THE CITY. + </a></li> + <li class="toc"><a href="#C02" class="toc" title="II"> + THE NARRATIVE OF M. LE MAIRE CONTINUED: + BEGINNING OF THE LATE REMARKABLE EVENTS. + </a></li> + <li class="toc"><a href="#C03" class="toc" title="III"> + EXPULSION OF THE INHABITANTS. + </a></li> + <li class="toc"><a href="#C04" class="toc" title="IV"> + OUTSIDE THE WALLS. + </a></li> + <li class="toc"><a href="#C05" class="toc" title="V"> + THE NARRATIVE OF PAUL LECAMUS. + </a></li> + <li class="toc"><a href="#C06" class="toc" title="VI"> + M. LE MAIRE RESUMES HIS NARRATIVE. + </a></li> + <li class="toc"><a href="#C07" class="toc" title="VII"> + SUPPLEMENT BY M. DE BOIS-SOMBRE. + </a></li> + <li class="toc"><a href="#C08" class="toc" title="VIII"> + EXTRACT FROM THE NARRATIVE OF + MADAME DUPIN DE LA CLAIRIÈRE + (née DE CHAMPFLEURIE). + </a></li> + <li class="toc"><a href="#C09" class="toc" title="IX"> + THE NARRATIVE of MADAME VEUVE DUPIN + (née LEPELLETIER). + </a></li> + <li class="toc"><a href="#C10" class="toc" title="X"> + M. LE MAIRE CONCLUDES HIS RECORD. + </a></li> + </ul> + <div class="teidiv"> + <h2><a name="C01"></a> + THE NARRATIVE OF M. LE MAIRE: + THE CONDITION OF THE CITY. + + </h2> + <p>I, Martin Dupin (de la Clairière), had the + honour of holding the office of Maire in the + town of Semur, in the Haute Bourgogne, + at the time when the following events + occurred. It will be perceived, therefore, + that no one could have more complete + knowledge of the facts—at once from my + official position, and from the place of + eminence in the affairs of the district + generally which my family has held for + many generations—by what citizen-like + virtues and unblemished integrity I will + not be vain enough to specify. Nor is it + necessary; for no one who knows Semur + can be ignorant of the position held by + the Dupins, from father to son. The + estate La Clairière has been so long in the + family that we might very well, were we + disposed, add its name to our own, as so + many families in France do; and, indeed, + I do not prevent my wife (whose prejudices + I respect) from making this use of it upon + her cards. But, for myself, <i>bourgeois</i> I was + born and <i>bourgeois</i> I mean to die. My + residence, like that of my father and grandfather, + is at No. 29 in the Grande Rue, + opposite the Cathedral, and not far from + the Hospital of St. Jean. We inhabit the + first floor, along with the <i>rez-de-chaussée,</i> + which has been turned into domestic offices + suitable for the needs of the family. My + mother, holding a respected place in my + household, lives with us in the most perfect + family union. My wife (<i>née</i> de Champfleurie) + is everything that is calculated + to render a household happy; but, alas + one only of our two children survives to + bless us. I have thought these details of my + private circumstances necessary, to explain + the following narrative; to which I will + also add, by way of introduction, a simple + sketch of the town itself and its general + conditions before these remarkable events + occurred. + + </p> + <p> + It was on a summer evening about sunset, + the middle of the month of June, that + my attention was attracted by an incident + of no importance which occurred in the + street, when I was making my way home, + after an inspection of the young vines in + my new vineyard to the left of La Clairière. + All were in perfectly good condition, and + none of the many signs which point to the + arrival of the insect were apparent. I had + come back in good spirits, thinking of the + prosperity which I was happy to believe I + had merited by a conscientious performance + of all my duties. I had little with which + to blame myself: not only my wife and + relations, but my dependants and neighbours, + approved my conduct as a man; and + even my fellow-citizens, exacting as they + are, had confirmed in my favour the good + opinion which my family had been fortunate + enough to secure from father to son. + These thoughts were in my mind as I + turned the corner of the Grande Rue and + approached my own house. At this + moment the tinkle of a little bell warned + all the bystanders of the procession which + was about to pass, carrying the rites of the + Church to some dying person. Some of + the women, always devout, fell on their + knees. I did not go so far as this, for I + do not pretend, in these days of progress, + to have retained the same attitude of mind + as that which it is no doubt becoming to + behold in the more devout sex; but I stood + respectfully out of the way, and took off + my hat, as good breeding alone, if nothing + else, demanded of me. Just in front of + me, however, was Jacques Richard, always a + troublesome individual, standing doggedly, + with his hat upon his head and his hands + in his pockets, straight in the path of M. le + Curé. There is not in all France a more + obstinate fellow. He stood there, notwithstanding + the efforts of a good woman to + draw him away, and though I myself called + to him. M. le Curé is not the man to + flinch; and as he passed, walking as usual + very quickly and straight, his soutane + brushed against the blouse of Jacques. + He gave one quick glance from beneath + his eyebrows at the profane interruption, + but he would not distract himself from his + sacred errand at such a moment. It is a + sacred errand when any one, be he priest + or layman, carries the best he can give to + the bedside of the dying. I said this to + Jacques when M. le Curé had passed and + the bell went tinkling on along the street. + ‘Jacques,’ said I, ‘I do not call it impious, + like this good woman, but I call it inhuman. + What! a man goes to carry help to the + dying, and you show him no respect!’ + + </p> + <p> + This brought the colour to his face; and + I think, perhaps, that he might have become + ashamed of the part he had played; + but the women pushed in again, as they are + so fond of doing. ‘Oh, M. le Maire, he + does not deserve that you should lose your + words upon him!’ they cried; ‘and, besides, + is it likely he will pay any attention to you + when he tries to stop even the <i>bon Dieu</i>?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘The <i>bon Dieu!</i>’ cried Jacques. ‘Why + doesn't He clear the way for himself? Look + here. I do not care one farthing for your + <i>bon Dieu</i>. Here is mine; I carry him + about with me.’ And he took a piece of a + hundred sous out of his pocket (how had it + got there?) ‘<i>Vive l'argent</i>’ he said. ‘You + know it yourself, though you will not say + so. There is no <i>bon Dieu</i> but money. + With money you can do anything. <i>L'argent + c'est le bon Dieu</i>.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Be silent,’ I cried, ‘thou profane one!’ + And the women were still more indignant + than I. ‘We shall see, we shall see; when + he is ill and would give his soul for something + to wet his lips, his <i>bon Dieu</i> will not + do much for him,’ cried one; and another + said, clasping her hands with a shrill cry, + ‘It is enough to make the dead rise out of + their graves!’ + + </p> + <p> ‘The dead rise out of their graves!’ + These words, though one has heard them + before, took possession of my imagination. + I saw the rude fellow go along the street + as I went on, tossing the coin in his + hand. One time it fell to the ground and + rang upon the pavement, and he laughed + more loudly as he picked it up. He was + walking towards the sunset, and I too, at a + distance after. The sky was full of rose-tinted + clouds floating across the blue, floating + high over the grey pinnacles of the + Cathedral, and filling the long open line of + the Rue St. Etienne down which he was + going. As I crossed to my own house I + caught him full against the light, in his blue + blouse, tossing the big silver piece in the + air, and heard him laugh and shout <i>‘Vive + l'argent!</i> This is the only <i>bon Dieu</i>.’ + Though there are many people who live as + if this were their sentiment, there are few + who give it such brutal expression; but + some of the people at the corner of the + street laughed too. ‘Bravo, Jacques!’ they + cried; and one said, ‘You are right, <i>mon + ami</i>, the only god to trust in nowadays.’ + ‘It is a short <i>credo</i>, M. le Maire,’ said + another, who caught my eye. He saw I + was displeased, this one, and his countenance + changed at once. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Yes, Jean Pierre,’ I said, ‘it is worse + than short—it is brutal. I hope no man + who respects himself will ever countenance + it. It is against the dignity of human + nature, if nothing more.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Ah, M. le Maire!’ cried a poor woman, + one of the good ladies of the market, with + entrenchments of baskets all round her, who + had been walking my way; ‘ah, M. le + Maire! did not I say true? it is enough to + bring the dead out of their graves.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘That would be something to see,’ said + Jean Pierre, with a laugh; ‘and I hope, + <i>ma bonne femme</i>, that if you have any + interest with them, you will entreat these + gentlemen to appear before I go away.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘I do not like such jesting,’ said I. ‘The + dead are very dead and will not disturb + anybody, but even the prejudices of respectable + persons ought to be respected. A + ribald like Jacques counts for nothing, but + I did not expect this from you.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘What would you, M. le Maire?’ he said, + with a shrug of his shoulders. ‘We are + made like that. I respect prejudices as you + say. My wife is a good woman, she prays + for two—but me! How can I tell that + Jacques is not right after all? A <i>grosse + pièce</i> of a hundred sous, one sees that, one + knows what it can do—but for the other!’ + He thrust up one shoulder to his ear, and + turned up the palms of his hands. + + </p> + <p> + ‘It is our duty at all times to respect the + convictions of others,’ I said, severely; + and passed on to my own house, having no + desire to encourage discussions at the street + corner. A man in my position is obliged + to be always mindful of the example he + ought to set. But I had not yet done with + this phrase, which had, as I have said, + caught my ear and my imagination. My + mother was in the great <i>salle</i> of the + <i>rez-de-chausée,</i> + as I passed, in altercation with a + peasant who had just brought us in some + loads of wood. There is often, it seems to + me, a sort of <i>refrain</i> in conversation, which + one catches everywhere as one comes and + goes. Figure my astonishment when I + heard from the lips of my good mother the + same words with which that good-for-nothing + Jacques Richard had made the + profession of his brutal faith. ‘Go!’ she + cried, in anger; ‘you are all the same. + Money is your god. <i>De grosses pièces</i>, + that is all you think of in these days.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘<i>Eh, bien,</i> madame,’ said the peasant; + ‘and if so, what then? Don't you others, + gentlemen and ladies, do just the same? + What is there in the world but money to + think of? If it is a question of marriage, + you demand what is the <i>dot</i>; if it is a + question of office, you ask, Monsieur Untel, + is he rich? And it is perfectly just. We + know what money can do; but as for <i>le + bon Dieu</i>, whom our grandmothers used + to talk about—’ + + </p> + <p> And lo! our <i>gros paysan</i> made exactly + the same gesture as Jean Pierre. He put + up his shoulders to his ears, and spread out + the palms of his hands, as who should say, + There is nothing further to be said. + + </p> + <p> + Then there occurred a still more remarkable + repetition. My mother, as may be + supposed, being a very respectable person, + and more or less <i>dévote</i>, grew red with + indignation and horror. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Oh, these poor grandmothers!’ she + cried; ‘God give them rest! It is enough + to make the dead rise out of their graves.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Oh, I will answer for <i>les morts</i>! they + will give nobody any trouble,’ he said with + a laugh. I went in and reproved the man + severely, finding that, as I supposed, he + had attempted to cheat my good mother in + the price of the wood. Fortunately she + had been quite as clever as he was. She + went upstairs shaking her head, while I + gave the man to understand that no one + should speak to her but with the profoundest + respect in my house. ‘She has + her opinions, like all respectable ladies,’ I + said, ‘but under this roof these opinions + shall always be sacred.’ And, to do him + justice, I will add that when it was put to + him in this way Gros-Jean was ashamed of + himself. + + </p> + <p> + When I talked over these incidents with + my wife, as we gave each other the + narrative of our day's experiences, she was + greatly distressed, as may be supposed. + ‘I try to hope they are not so bad as + Bonne Maman thinks. But oh, <i>mon ami!</i>' + she said, ‘what will the world come to if + this is what they really believe?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Take courage,’ I said; ‘the world will + never come to anything much different + from what it is. So long as there are <i>des + anges</i> like thee to pray for us, the scale will + not go down to the wrong side.’ + + </p> + <p> + I said this, of course, to please my + Agnès, who is the best of wives; but on + thinking it over after, I could not but be + struck with the extreme justice (not to + speak of the beauty of the sentiment) of + this thought. The <i>bon Dieu</i>—if, indeed, + that great Being is as represented to us by + the Church—must naturally care as much + for one-half of His creatures as for the + other, though they have not the same + weight in the world; and consequently the + faith of the women must hold the balance + straight, especially if, as is said, they exceed + us in point of numbers. This leaves + a little margin for those of them who profess + the same freedom of thought as is + generally accorded to men—a class, I must + add, which I abominate from the bottom of + my heart. + + </p> + <p> + I need not dwell upon other little scenes + which impressed the same idea still more + upon my mind. Semur, I need not say, is + not the centre of the world, and might, + therefore, be supposed likely to escape the + full current of worldliness. We amuse + ourselves little, and we have not any + opportunity of rising to the heights of ambition; + for our town is not even the <i>chef-lieu</i> + of the department,—though this is + a subject upon which I cannot trust myself + to speak. Figure to yourself that La + Rochette—a place of yesterday, without + either the beauty or the antiquity of Semur—has + been chosen as the centre of affairs, + the residence of M. le Préfet! But I will + not enter upon this question. What I was + saying was, that, notwithstanding the fact + that we amuse ourselves but little, that + there is no theatre to speak of, little society, + few distractions, and none of those inducements + to strive for gain and to indulge the + senses, which exist, for instance, in Paris—that + capital of the world—yet, nevertheless, + the thirst for money and for pleasure has + increased among us to an extent which I + cannot but consider alarming. Gros-Jean, + our peasant, toils for money, and hoards; + Jacques, who is a cooper and maker of + wine casks, gains and drinks; Jean Pierre + snatches at every sous that comes in his + way, and spends it in yet worse dissipations. + He is one who quails when he meets my + eye; he sins <i>en cachette</i>; but Jacques is + bold, and defies opinion; and Gros-Jean + is firm in the belief that to hoard money is + the highest of mortal occupations. These + three are types of what the population is at + Semur. The men would all sell their souls + for a <i>grosse pièce</i> of fifty sous—indeed, they + would laugh, and express their delight that + any one should believe them to love souls, + if they could but have a chance of selling + them; and the devil, who was once supposed + to deal in that commodity, would be + very welcome among us. And as for the + <i>bon Dieu—pouff!</i> that was an affair of the + grandmothers—<i>le bon Dieu c'est l'argent</i>. + This is their creed. I was very near the + beginning of my official year as Maire when + my attention was called to these matters + as I have described above. A man may + go on for years keeping quiet himself—keeping + out of tumult, religious or political—and + make no discovery of the general + current of feeling; but when you are forced + to serve your country in any official capacity, + and when your eyes are opened to the state + of affairs around you, then I allow that an + inexperienced observer might well cry out, + as my wife did, ‘What will become of the + world?’ I am not prejudiced myself—unnecessary + to say that the foolish scruples + of the women do not move me. But the + devotion of the community at large to this + pursuit of gain-money without any grandeur, + and pleasure without any refinement—that + is a thing which cannot fail to wound + all who believe in human nature. To be a + millionaire—that, I grant, would be pleasant. + A man as rich as Monte Christo, able to do + whatever he would, with the equipage of an + English duke, the palace of an Italian prince, + the retinue of a Russian noble—he, indeed, + might be excused if his money seemed to + him a kind of god. But Gros-Jean, who + lays up two sous at a time, and lives on + black bread and an onion; and Jacques, + whose <i>grosse pièce</i> but secures him the headache + of a drunkard next morning—what to + them could be this miserable deity? As + for myself, however, it was my business, as + Maire of the commune, to take as little + notice as possible of the follies these people + might say, and to hold the middle course + between the prejudices of the respectable + and the levities of the foolish. With this, + without more, to think of, I had enough to + keep all my faculties employed. + + </p> + </div> + <div class="teidiv"> + <h2><a name="C02"></a> + THE NARRATIVE OF M. LE MAIRE CONTINUED: + BEGINNING OF THE LATE REMARKABLE EVENTS. + + </h2> + <p> + I do not attempt to make out any distinct + connection between the simple incidents + above recorded, and the extraordinary + events that followed. I have related them + as they happened; chiefly by way of showing + the state of feeling in the city, and the + sentiment which pervaded the community—a + sentiment, I fear, too common in my + country. I need not say that to encourage + superstition is far from my wish. I am a + man of my century, and proud of being so; + very little disposed to yield to the domination + of the clerical party, though desirous + of showing all just tolerance for conscientious + faith, and every respect for the + prejudices of the ladies of my family. I + am, moreover, all the more inclined to be + careful of giving in my adhesion to any + prodigy, in consequence of a consciousness + that the faculty of imagination has always + been one of my characteristics. It usually + is so, I am aware, in superior minds, and + it has procured me many pleasures unknown + to the common herd. Had it been + possible for me to believe that I had been + misled by this faculty, I should have carefully + refrained from putting upon record + any account of my individual impressions; + but my attitude here is not that of a man + recording his personal experiences only, + but of one who is the official mouthpiece + and representative of the commune, and + whose duty it is to render to government + and to the human race a true narrative of + the very wonderful facts to which every + citizen of Semur can bear witness. In this + capacity it has become my duty so to arrange + and edit the different accounts of + the mystery, as to present one coherent + and trustworthy chronicle to the world. + + </p> + <p> + To proceed, however, with my narrative. + It is not necessary for me to describe + what summer is in the Haute Bourgogne. + Our generous wines, our glorious fruits, are + sufficient proof, without any assertion on + my part. The summer with us is as a + perpetual <i>fête</i>—at least, before the insect + appeared it was so, though now anxiety + about the condition of our vines may cloud + our enjoyment of the glorious sunshine + which ripens them hourly before our eyes. + Judge, then, of the astonishment of the + world when there suddenly came upon us + a darkness as in the depth of winter, falling, + without warning, into the midst of the brilliant + weather to which we are accustomed, + and which had never failed us before in the + memory of man! It was the month of + July, when, in ordinary seasons, a cloud is + so rare that it is a joy to see one, merely + as a variety upon the brightness. Suddenly, + in the midst of our summer delights, this + darkness came. Its first appearance took + us so entirely by surprise that life seemed + to stop short, and the business of the whole + town was delayed by an hour or two; nobody + being able to believe that at six o'clock + in the morning the sun had not risen. I do + not assert that the sun did not rise; all I + mean to say is that at Semur it was still + dark, as in a morning of winter, and when + it gradually and slowly became day many + hours of the morning were already spent. + And never shall I forget the aspect of day + when it came. It was like a ghost or pale + shadow of the glorious days of July with + which we are usually blessed. The barometer + did not go down, nor was there any rain, but + an unusual greyness wrapped earth and sky. + I heard people say in the streets, and I am + aware that the same words came to my own + lips: ‘If it were not full summer, I should + say it was going to snow.’ We have much + snow in the Haute Bourgogne, and we are + well acquainted with this aspect of the + skies. Of the depressing effect which this + greyness exercised upon myself personally, + greyness exercised upon myself personally, + I will not speak. I have always been + noted as a man of fine perceptions, and I + was aware instinctively that such a state of + the atmosphere must mean something more + than was apparent on the surface. But, as + the danger was of an entirely unprecedented + character, it is not to be wondered at that + I should be completely at a loss to divine + what its meaning was. It was a blight + some people said; and many were of + opinion that it was caused by clouds of + animalculæ coming, as is described in + ancient writings, to destroy the crops, + and even to affect the health of the + population. The doctors scoffed at this; + but they talked about malaria, which, + as far as I could understand, was likely to + produce exactly the same effect. The + night closed in early as the day had dawned + late; the lamps were lighted before six + o'clock, and daylight had only begun about + ten! Figure to yourself, a July day! + There ought to have been a moon almost + at the full; but no moon was visible, no + stars—nothing but a grey veil of clouds, + growing darker and darker as the moments + went on; such I have heard are the days + and the nights in England, where the seafogs + so often blot out the sky. But we are + unacquainted with anything of the kind in + our <i>plaisant pays de France</i>. There was + nothing else talked of in Semur all that + night, as may well be imagined. My own + mind was extremely uneasy. Do what I + would, I could not deliver myself from a + sense of something dreadful in the air + which was neither malaria nor animalculæ, + I took a promenade through the streets + that evening, accompanied by M. Barbou, + my <i>adjoint</i>, to make sure that all was safe; + and the darkness was such that we almost + lost our way, though we were both born in + the town and had known every turning + from our boyhood. It cannot be denied + that Semur is very badly lighted. We + retain still the lanterns slung by cords + across the streets which once were general + in France, but which, in most places, have + been superseded by the modern institution + of gas. Gladly would I have distinguished + my term of office by bringing gas to Semur. + But the expense would have been great, + and there were a hundred objections. In + summer generally, the lanterns were of + little consequence because of the brightness + of the sky; but to see them now, twinkling + dimly here and there, making us conscious + how dark it was, was strange indeed. It + was in the interests of order that we took + our round, with a fear, in my mind at least, + of I knew not what. M. l'Adjoint said + nothing, but no doubt he thought as I did. + + </p> + <p> + While we were thus patrolling the city + with a special eye to the prevention of all + seditious assemblages, such as are too apt + to take advantage of any circumstances + that may disturb the ordinary life of a city, + or throw discredit on its magistrates, we + were accosted by Paul Lecamus, a man + whom I have always considered as something + of a visionary, though his conduct is + irreproachable, and his life honourable and + industrious. He entertains religious convictions + of a curious kind; but, as the man + is quite free from revolutionary sentiments, + I have never considered it to be my duty + to interfere with him, or to investigate his + creed. Indeed, he has been treated generally + in Semur as a dreamer of dreams—one + who holds a great many impracticable + and foolish opinions—though the respect + which I always exact for those whose lives + are respectable and worthy has been a protection + to hire. He was, I think, aware + that he owed something to my good offices, + and it was to me accordingly that he + addressed himself. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Good evening, M. le Maire,’ he said; + ‘you are groping about, like myself, in this + strange night.' + + </p> + <p> + ‘Good evening M. Paul,’ I replied. ‘It + is, indeed, a strange night. It indicates, I + fear, that a storm is coming.’ + + </p> + <p> + M. Paul shook his head. There is a + solemnity about even his ordinary appearance. + He has a long face, pale, and + adorned with a heavy, drooping moustache, + which adds much to the solemn impression + made by his countenance. He looked at me + with great gravity as he stood in the shadow + of the lamp, and slowly shook his head. + + </p> + <p> + ‘You do not agree with me? Well! the + opinion of a man like M. Paul Lecamus is + always worthy to be heard.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Oh!’ he said, ‘I am called visionary. + I am not supposed to be a trustworthy + witness. Nevertheless, if M. Le Maire will + come with me, I will show him something + that is very strange—something that is + almost more wonderful than the darkness—more + strange,’ he went on with great + earnestness, ‘than any storm that ever + ravaged Burgundy.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘That is much to say. A tempest now + when the vines are in full bearing—’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Would be nothing, nothing to what I + can show you. Only come with me to the + Porte St. Lambert.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘If M. le Maire will excuse me,’ said M. + Barbou, ‘I think I will go home. It is a + little cold, and you are aware that I am + always afraid of the damp.’ In fact, our + coats were beaded with a cold dew as in + November, and I could not but acknowledge + that my respectable colleague had + reason. Besides, we were close to his + house, and he had, no doubt, the sustaining + consciousness of having done everything + that was really incumbent upon him. ‘Our + ways lie together as far as my house,’ he + said, with a slight chattering of his teeth. + No doubt it was the cold. After we had + walked with him to his door, we proceeded + to the Porte St. Lambert. By this time + almost everybody had re-entered their + houses. The streets were very dark, and + they were also very still. When we + reached the gates, at that hour of the + night, we found them shut as a matter of + course. The officers of the <i>octroi</i> were + standing close together at the door of their + office, in which the lamp was burning. The + very lamp seemed oppressed by the heavy + air; it burnt dully, surrounded with a yellow + haze. The men had the appearance of + suffering greatly from cold. They received + me with a satisfaction which was very + gratifying to me. ‘At length here is M. + le Maire himself,’ they said. + + </p> + <p> + ‘My good friends,’ said I, ‘you have a + cold post to-night. The weather has + changed in the most extraordinary way. I + have no doubt the scientific gentlemen at + the Musée will be able to tell us all about + it—M. de Clairon—’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Not to interrupt M. le Maire,’ said Riou, + of the <i>octroi</i>, ‘I think there is more in it + than any scientific gentleman can explain.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Ah! You think so. But they explain + everything,’ I said, with a smile. ‘They + tell us how the wind is going to blow.’ + + </p> + <p> + As I said this, there seemed to pass us, + from the direction of the closed gates, a + breath of air so cold that I could not restrain + a shiver. They looked at each other. It + was not a smile that passed between them—they + were too pale, too cold, to smile + but a look of intelligence. ‘M. le Maire,’ + said one of them, ‘perceives it too;’ but + they did not shiver as I did. They were + like men turned into ice who could feel no + more. + + </p> + <p> + ‘It is, without doubt, the most extraordinary + weather,’ I said. My teeth + chattered like Barbou's. It was all I + could do to keep myself steady. No one + made any reply; but Lecamus said, ‘Have + the goodness to open the little postern for + foot-passengers: M. le Maire wishes to + make an inspection outside.’ + + </p> + <p> + Upon these words, Riou, who knew me + well, caught me by the arm. ‘A thousand + pardons,’ he said, ‘M. le Maire; but I + entreat you, do not go. Who can tell what + is outside? Since this morning there is + something very strange on the other side + of the gates. If M. le Maire would listen + to me, he would keep them shut night and + day till <i>that</i> is gone, he would not go out + into the midst of it. <i>Mon Dieu!</i> a man + may be brave. I know the courage of M. + le Maire; but to march without necessity + into the jaws of hell: <i>mon Dieu!</i>’ cried the + poor man again. He crossed himself, and + none of us smiled. Now a man may sign + himself at the church door—one does so + out of respect; but to use that ceremony + for one's own advantage, before other men, + is rare—except in the case of members of + a very decided party. Riou was not one + of these. He signed himself in sight of us + all, and not one of us smiled. + + </p> + <p> + The other was less familiar—he knew + me only in my public capacity—he was one + Gallais of the Quartier St. Médon. He + said, taking off his hat: ‘If I were M. le + Maire, saving your respect, I would not go + out into an unknown danger with this man + here, a man who is known as a pietist, as a + clerical, as one who sees visions—’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘He is not a clerical, he is a good citizen,’ + I said; ‘come, lend us your lantern. Shall + I shrink from my duty wherever it leads + me? Nay, my good friends, the Maire of + a French commune fears neither man nor + devil in the exercise of his duty. M. Paul, + lead on.’ When I said the word ‘devil’ a + spasm of alarm passed over Riou's face. + He crossed himself again. This time I + could not but smile. ‘My little Riou,’ I + said, ‘do you know that you are a little + imbecile with your piety? There is a time + for everything.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Except religion, M. le Maire; that is + never out of place,’ said Gallais. + + </p> + <p> + I could not believe my senses. ‘Is it a + conversion?’ I said. ‘Some of our Carmes + déchaussés must have passed this way.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘M. le Maire will soon see other teachers + more wonderful than the Carmes déchaussés,’ + said Lecamus. He went and + took down the lantern from its nail, and + opened the little door. When it opened, I + was once more penetrated by the same icy + breath; once, twice, thrice, I cannot tell + how many times this crossed me, as if some + one passed. I looked round upon the + others—I gave way a step. I could not + help it. In spite of me, the hair seemed to + rise erect on my head. The two officers + stood close together, and Riou, collecting + his courage, made an attempt to laugh. + ‘M. le Maire perceives,’ he said, his lips + trembling almost too much to form the + words, ‘that the winds are walking about.’ + ‘Hush, for God's sake!’ said the other, + grasping him by the arm. + + </p> + <p> + This recalled me to myself; and I followed + Lecamus, who stood waiting for me holding + the door a little ajar. He went on + strangely, like—I can use no other words + to express it—a man making his way in + the face of a crowd, a thing very surprising + to me. I followed him close; but the + moment I emerged from the doorway + something caught my breath. The same + feeling seized me also. I gasped; a sense + of suffocation came upon me; I put out my + hand to lay hold upon my guide. The + solid grasp I got of his arm re-assured me a + little, and he did not hesitate, but pushed + his way on. We got out clear of the gate + and the shadow of the wall, keeping close + to the little watch-tower on the west side. + Then he made a pause, and so did I. We + stood against the tower and looked out before + us. There was nothing there. The + darkness was great, yet through the gloom + of the night I could see the division of the + road from the broken ground on either side; + there was nothing there. I gasped, and + drew myself up close against the wall, as + Lecamus had also done. There was in the + air, in the night, a sensation the most strange + I have ever experienced. I have felt the + same thing indeed at other times, in face + of a great crowd, when thousands of people + were moving, rustling, struggling, breathing + around me, thronging all the vacant space, + filling up every spot. This was the sensation + that overwhelmed me here—a crowd: + yet nothing to be seen but the darkness, + the indistinct line of the road. We could + not move for them, so close were they + round us. What do I say? There was + nobody—nothing—not a form to be seen, + not a face but his and mine. I am obliged + to confess that the moment was to me an + awful moment. I could not speak. My + heart beat wildly as if trying to escape from + my breast—every breath I drew was with + an effort. I clung to Lecamus with deadly + and helpless terror, and forced myself back + upon the wall, crouching against it; I did + not turn and fly, as would have been natural. + What say I? <i>did</i> not! I <i>could</i> not! they + pressed round us so. Ah! you would think + I must be mad to use such words, for there + was nobody near me—not a shadow even + upon the road. + + </p> + <p> + Lecamus would have gone farther on; + he would have pressed his way boldly into + the midst; but my courage was not equal + to this. I clutched and clung to him, + dragging myself along against the wall, my + whole mind intent upon getting back. I + was stronger than he, and he had no power + to resist me. I turned back, stumbling + blindly, keeping my face to that crowd + (there was no one), but struggling back + again, tearing the skin off my hands as I + groped my way along the wall. Oh, the + agony of seeing the door closed! I have + buffeted my way through a crowd before + now, but I may say that I never before knew + what terror was. When I fell upon the + door, dragging Lecamus with me, it opened, + thank God! I stumbled in, clutching at Riou + with my disengaged hand, and fell upon + the floor of the <i>octroi</i>, where they thought + I had fainted. But this was not the case. + A man of resolution may give way to the + overpowering sensations of the moment. + His bodily faculties may fail him; but his + mind will not fail. As in every really + superior intelligence, my forces collected + for the emergency. While the officers ran + to bring me water, to search for the eau-de + vie which they had in a cupboard, I astonished + them all by rising up, pale, but with + full command of myself. ‘It is enough,’ I + said, raising my hand. ‘I thank you, + Messieurs, but nothing more is necessary;’ + and I would not take any of their restoratives. + They were impressed, as was only + natural, by the sight of my perfect self-possession: + it helped them to acquire for themselves + a demeanour befitting the occasion; + and I felt, though still in great physical + weakness and agitation, the consoling consciousness + of having fulfilled my functions + as head of the community. + + </p> + <p> + ‘M. le Maire has seen a——what there + is outside?’ Riou cried, stammering in his + excitement; and the other fixed upon me + eyes which were hungering with eagerness—if, + indeed, it is permitted to use such + words. + + </p> + <p> + ‘I have seen—nothing, Riou,’ I said. + + </p> + <p> + They looked at me with the utmost + wonder. ‘M. le Maire has seen—nothing?’ + said Riou. ‘Ah, I see! you say so to + spare us. We have proved ourselves + cowards; but if you will pardon me, M. le + Maire, you, too, re-entered precipitately—you + too! There are facts which may appal + the bravest—but I implore you to tell us + what you have seen.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘I have seen nothing,’ I said. As I + spoke, my natural calm composure returned, + my heart resumed its usual tranquil beating. + ‘There is nothing to be seen—it is dark, + and one can perceive the line of the road + for but a little way—that is all. There is + nothing to be seen——’ + + </p> + <p> + They looked at me, startled and incredulous. + They did not know what to think. + How could they refuse to believe me, sitting + there calmly raising my eyes to them, + making my statement with what they felt + to be an air of perfect truth? But, then, + how account for the precipitate return which + they had already noted, the supposed faint, + the pallor of my looks? They did not + know what to think. + + </p> + <p> + And here, let me remark, as in my conduct + throughout these remarkable events, + may be seen the benefit, the high advantage, + of truth. Had not this been the truth, + I could not have borne the searching of + their looks. But it was true. There was + nothing—nothing to be seen; in one sense, + this was the thing of all others which overwhelmed + my mind. But why insist upon + these matters of detail to unenlightened + men? There was nothing, and I had + seen nothing. What I said was the + truth. + + </p> + <p> + All this time Lecamus had said nothing. + As I raised myself from the ground, I had + vaguely perceived him hanging up the + lantern where it had been before; now he + became distinct to me as I recovered the + full possession of my faculties. He had + seated himself upon a bench by the wall. + There was no agitation about him; no sign + of the thrill of departing excitement, which + I felt going through my veins as through + the strings of a harp. He was sitting + against the wall, with his head drooping, + his eyes cast down, an air of disappointment + and despondency about him—nothing more. + I got up as soon as I felt that I could go + away with perfect propriety; but, before I + left the place, called him. He got up + when he heard his name, but he did it + with reluctance. He came with me because + I asked him to do so, not from any + wish of his own. Very different were the + feelings of Riou and Gallais. They did + their utmost to engage me in conversation, + to consult me about a hundred trifles, to + ask me with the greatest deference what + they ought to do in such and such cases, + pressing close to me, trying every expedient + to delay my departure. When we + went away they stood at the door of their + little office close together, looking after us + with looks which I found it difficult to + forget; they would not abandon their + post; but their faces were pale and contracted, + their eyes wild with anxiety and + distress. + + </p> + <p> + It was only as I walked away, hearing + my own steps and those of Lecamus ringing + upon the pavement, that I began to + realise what had happened. The effort + of recovering my composure, the relief + from the extreme excitement of terror + (which, dreadful as the idea is, I am obliged + to confess I had actually felt), the sudden + influx of life and strength to my brain, had + pushed away for the moment the recollection + of what lay outside. When I thought + of it again, the blood began once more to + course in my veins. Lecamus went on by + my side with his head down, the eyelids + drooping over his eyes, not saying a word. + He followed me when I called him: but + cast a regretful look at the postern by which + we had gone out, through which I had + dragged him back in a panic (I confess it) + unworthy of me. Only when we had left + at some distance behind us that door into + the unseen, did my senses come fully back + to me, and I ventured to ask myself what it + meant. ‘Lecamus,’ I said—I could scarcely + put my question into words—‘what do you + think? what is your idea?—how do you + explain—’ Even then I am glad to + think I had sufficient power of control not + to betray all that I felt. + + </p> + <p> + ‘One does not try to explain,’ he said + slowly; ‘one longs to know—that is all. + If M. le Maire had not been—in such + haste—had he been willing to go farther—to + investigate——’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘God forbid!’ I said; and the impulse to + quicken my steps, to get home and put myself + in safety, was almost more than I could + restrain. But I forced myself to go quietly, to + measure my steps by his, which were slow + and reluctant, as if he dragged himself away + with difficulty from that which was behind. + + </p> + <p> + What was it? ‘Do not ask, do not + ask!’ Nature seemed to say in my heart. + Thoughts came into my mind in such a + dizzy crowd, that the multitude of them + seemed to take away my senses. I put up + my hands to my ears, in which they seemed + to be buzzing and rustling like bees, to stop + the sound. When I did so, Lecamus + turned and looked at me—grave and + wondering. This recalled me to a sense of + my weakness. But how I got home I + can scarcely say. My mother and wife + met me with anxiety. They were greatly + disturbed about the hospital of St. Jean, + in respect to which it had been recently + decided that certain changes should be + made. The great ward of the hospital, + which was the chief establishment for the + patients--a thing which some had complained + of as an annoyance disturbing their + rest. So many, indeed, had been the complaints + received, that we had come to the + conclusion either that the opening should + be built up, or the office suspended. + Against this decision, it is needless to say, + the Sisters of St. Jean were moving heaven + and earth. Equally unnecessary for me to + add, that having so decided in my public + capacity, as at once the representative of + popular opinion and its guide, the covert + reproaches which were breathed in my presence, + and even the personal appeals made + to me, had failed of any result. I respect + the Sisters of St. Jean. They are good + women and excellent nurses, and the commune + owes them much. Still, justice must + be impartial; and so long as I retain my + position at the head of the community, it is + my duty to see that all have their due. + My opinions as a private individual, were + I allowed to return to that humble position, + are entirely a different matter; but this is a + thing which ladies, however excellent, are + slow to allow or to understand. + + </p> + <p> + I will not pretend that this was to me a + night of rest. In the darkness, when all is + still, any anxiety which may afflict the soul + is apt to gain complete possession and + mastery, as all who have had true experience + of life will understand. The night was very + dark and very still, the clocks striking out + the hours which went so slowly, and not + another sound audible. The streets of + Semur are always quiet, but they were more + still than usual that night. Now and then, + in a pause of my thoughts, I could hear the + soft breathing of my Agnès in the adjoining + room, which gave me a little comfort. But + this was only by intervals, when I was able + to escape from the grasp of the recollections + that held me fast. Again I seemed to see + under my closed eyelids the faint line of the + high road which led from the Porte St. + Lambert, the broken ground with its ragged + bushes on either side, and no one—no one + there—not a soul, not a shadow: yet a + multitude! When I allowed myself to + think of this, my heart leaped into my + throat again, my blood ran in my veins like + a river in flood. I need not say that I + resisted this transport of the nerves with + all my might. As the night grew slowly + into morning my power of resistance increased; + I turned my back, so to speak, + upon my recollections, and said to myself, + with growing firmness, that all sensations of + the body must have their origin in the body. + Some derangement of the system easily + explainable, no doubt, if one but held the + clue—must have produced the impression + which otherwise it would be impossible to + explain. As I turned this over and over + in my mind, carefully avoiding all temptations + to excitement—which is the only + wise course in the case of a strong impression + on the nerves—I gradually became + able to believe that this was the cause. + It is one of the penalties, I said to myself, + which one has to pay for an organisation + more finely tempered than that of the + crowd. + + </p> + <p> + This long struggle with myself made + the night less tedious, though, perhaps, + more terrible; and when at length I was + overpowered by sleep, the short interval + of unconsciousness restored me like a + cordial. I woke in the early morning, + feeling almost able to smile at the terrors of + the night. When one can assure oneself + that the day has really begun, even while it + is yet dark, there is a change of sensation, + an increase of strength and courage. One + by one the dark hours went on. I heard + them pealing from the Cathedral clock—four, + five, six, seven—all dark, dark. I had + got up and dressed before the last, but + found no one else awake when I went out—no + one stirring in the house,—no one + moving in the street. The Cathedral doors + were shut fast, a thing I have never seen + before since I remember. Get up early + who will, Père Laserques the sacristan is + always up still earlier. He is a good old + man, and I have often heard him say God's + house should be open first of all houses, in + case there might be any miserable ones + about who had found no shelter in the + dwellings of men. But the darkness had + cheated even Père Laserques. To see + those great doors closed which stood always + open gave me a shiver, I cannot well tell + why. Had they been open, there was an + inclination in my mind to have gone in, + though I cannot tell why; for I am not in + the habit of attending mass, save on Sunday + to set an example. There were no shops + open, not a sound about. I went out + upon the ramparts to the Mont St. Lambert, + where the band plays on Sundays. + In all the trees there was not so much as + the twitter of a bird. I could hear the + river flowing swiftly below the wall, but I + could not see it, except as something dark, + a ravine of gloom below, and beyond the + walls I did not venture to look. Why + should I look? There was nothing, nothing, + as I knew. But fancy is so uncontrollable, + and one's nerves so little to be + trusted, that it was a wise precaution to + refrain. The gloom itself was oppressive + enough; the air seemed to creep with + apprehensions, and from time to time my + heart fluttered with a sick movement, as if + it would escape from my control. But + everything was still, still as the dead who + had been so often in recent days called + out of their graves by one or another. + ‘Enough to bring the dead out of their + graves.’ What strange words to make + use of! It was rather now as if the world + had become a grave in which we, though + living, were held fast. + + </p> + <p> + Soon after this the dark world began to + lighten faintly, and with the rising of a little + white mist, like a veil rolling upwards, I at + last saw the river and the fields beyond. + To see anything at all lightened my heart + a little, and I turned homeward when this + faint daylight appeared. When I got back + into the street, I found that the people at + last were stirring. They had all a look of + half panic, half shame upon their faces. + Many were yawning and stretching themselves. + ‘Good morning, M. le Maire,’ + said one and another; ‘you are early astir.’ + ‘Not so early either,’ I said; and then + they added, almost every individual, with a + look of shame, ‘We were so late this morning; + we overslept ourselves—like yesterday. + The weather is extraordinary.’ This was + repeated to me by all kinds of people. + They were half frightened, and they were + ashamed. Père Laserques was sitting + moaning on the Cathedral steps. Such a + thing had never happened before. He + had not rung the bell for early mass; he + had not opened the Cathedral; he had + not called M. le Curé. ‘I think I must + be going out of my senses,’ he said; ‘but + then, M. le Maire, the weather! Did anyone + ever see such weather? I think there + must be some evil brewing. It is not for + nothing that the seasons change—that + winter comes in the midst of summer.’ + + </p> + <p> + After this I went home. My mother came + running to one door when I entered, and + my wife to another. ‘<i>O mon fils!</i>' and '<i>O + mon ami!</i>’ they said, rushing upon me. + They wept, these dear women. I could + not at first prevail upon them to tell me + what was the matter. At last they confessed + that they believed something to + have happened to me, in punishment for + the wrong done to the Sisters at the + hospital. ‘Make haste, my son, to amend + this error,’ my mother cried, ‘lest a worse + thing befall us!’ And then I discovered + that among the women, and among many + of the poor people, it had come to be + believed that the darkness was a curse + upon us for what we had done in respect + to the hospital. This roused me to indignation. + ‘If they think I am to be + driven from my duty by their magic,’ I + cried; ‘it is no better than witchcraft!’ not + that I believed for a moment that it was + they who had done it. My wife wept, and + my mother became angry with me; but + when a thing is duty, it is neither wife nor + mother who will move me out of my way. + + </p> + <p> + It was a miserable day. There was not + light enough to see anything—scarcely to + see each other's faces; and to add to our + alarm, some travellers arriving by the + diligence (we are still three leagues from + a railway, while that miserable little place, + La Rochette, being the <i>chef-lieu,</i> has a + terminus) informed me that the darkness + only existed in Semur and the neighbourhood, + and that within a distance of three + miles the sun was shining. The sun was + shining! was it possible? it seemed so + long since we had seen the sunshine; but + this made our calamity more mysterious + and more terrible. The people began to + gather into little knots in the streets to + talk of the strange thing that was happening + In the course of the day M. Barbou + came to ask whether I did not think it + would be well to appease the popular feeling + by conceding what they wished to the + Sisters of the hospital. I would not hear + of it. ‘Shall we own that we are in the + wrong? I do not think we are in the + wrong,’ I said, and I would not yield. + ‘Do you think the good Sisters have it in + their power to darken the sky with their + incantations?’ M. l'Adjoint shook his + head. He went away with a troubled + countenance; but then he was not like + myself, a man of natural firmness. All + the efforts that were employed to influence + him were also employed with me; but to + yield to the women was not in my thoughts. + + </p> + <p> + We are now approaching, however, the + first important incident in this narrative. + The darkness increased as the afternoon + came on; and it became a kind of thick + twilight, no lighter than many a night. It + was between five and six o'clock, just the + time when our streets are the most crowded, + when, sitting at my window, from which I + kept a watch upon the Grande Rue, not + knowing what might happen—I saw that + some fresh incident had taken place. Very + dimly through the darkness I perceived + a crowd, which increased every moment, in + front of the Cathedral. After watching it + for a few minutes, I got my hat and went + out. The people whom I saw—so many + that they covered the whole middle of the + <i>Place</i>, reaching almost to the pavement on + the other side—had their heads all turned + towards the Cathedral. ‘What are you + gazing at, my friend?’ I said to one by + whom I stood. He looked up at me with + a face which looked ghastly in the gloom. + ‘Look, M. le Maire!’ he said; ‘cannot + you see it on the great door?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘I see nothing,’ said I; but as I uttered + these words I did indeed see something + which was very startling. Looking towards + the great door of the Cathedral, as they all + were doing, it suddenly seemed to me that + I saw an illuminated placard attached to + it, headed with the word ‘<i>Sommation</i>’ in + gigantic letters. ‘<i>Tiens!</i>’ I cried; but + when I looked again there was nothing. + ‘What is this? it is some witchcraft!’ I + said, in spite of myself. ‘Do you see anything, + Jean Pierre?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘M. le Maire,’ he said, ‘one moment + one sees something—the next, one sees + nothing. Look! it comes again.’ I have + always considered myself a man of courage, + but when I saw this extraordinary appearance + the panic which had seized upon me + the former night returned, though in + another form. Fly I could not, but I will + not deny that my knees smote together. I + stood for some minutes without being able + to articulate a word—which, indeed, seemed + the case with most of those before me. + Never have I seen a more quiet crowd. + They were all gazing, as if it was life or + death that was set before them—while I, + too, gazed with a shiver going over me. + It was as I have seen an illumination of + lamps in a stormy night; one moment the + whole seems black as the wind sweeps over + it, the next it springs into life again; and + thus you go on, by turns losing and + discovering the device formed by the + lights. Thus from moment to moment + there appeared before us, in letters that + seemed to blaze and flicker, something that + looked like a great official placard. ‘<i>Sommation!</i>’—this + was how it was headed. I + read a few words at a time, as it came and + went; and who can describe the chill that + ran through my veins as I made it out? + It was a summons to the people of Semur + by name—myself at the head as Maire + (and I heard afterwards that every man + who saw it saw his own name, though the + whole <i>façade</i> of the Cathedral would not + have held a full list of all the people of + Semur)—to yield their places, which they + had not filled aright, to those who knew the + meaning of life, being dead. NOUS AUTRES + MORTS—these were the words which blazed + out oftenest of all, so that every one saw + them. And ‘Go!’ this terrible placard + said—‘Go! leave this place to us who + know the true signification of life.’ These + words I remember, but not the rest; and + even at this moment it struck me that there + was no explanation, nothing but this <i>vraie + signification de la vie.</i> I felt like one in a + dream: the light coming and going before + me; one word, then another, appearing—sometimes + a phrase like that I have quoted, + blazing out, then dropping into darkness. + For the moment I was struck dumb; but + then it came back to my mind that I had + an example to give, and that for me, eminently + a man of my century, to yield credence + to a miracle was something not to be + thought of. Also I knew the necessity of + doing something to break the impression + of awe and terror on the mind of the people. + ‘This is a trick,’ I cried loudly, that all might + hear. ‘Let some one go and fetch M. de + Clairon from the Musée. He will tell us + how it has been done.’ This, boldly uttered, + broke the spell. A number of pale faces + gathered round me. ‘Here is M. le Maire—he + will clear it up,’ they cried, making + room for me that I might approach nearer. + ‘M. le Maire is a man of courage—he has + judgment. Listen to M. le Maire.’ It + was a relief to everybody that I had spoken. + And soon I found myself by the side of M. + le Curé, who was standing among the rest, + saying nothing, and with the air of one as + much bewildered as any of us. He gave me + one quick look from under his eyebrows to + see who it was that approached him, as was + his way, and made room for me, but said + nothing. I was in too much emotion myself + to keep silence—indeed, I was in that condition + of wonder, alarm, and nervous excitement, + that I had to speak or die; and there + seemed an escape from something too terrible + for flesh and blood to contemplate in + the idea that there was trickery here. ‘M. + le Curé,’ I said, ‘this is a strange ornament + that you have placed on the front of your + church. You are standing here to enjoy + the effect. Now that you have seen how + successful it has been, will not you tell me + in confidence how it is done?’ + + </p> + <p> I am conscious that there was a sneer in + my voice, but I was too much excited to + think of politeness. He gave me another + of his rapid, keen looks. + + </p> + <p> + ‘M. le Maire,’ he said, ‘you are injurious + to a man who is as little fond of tricks as + yourself.’ + + </p> + <p> + His tone, his glance, gave me a certain + sense of shame, but I could not stop myself. + ‘One knows,’ I said, ‘that there are many + things which an ecclesiastic may do without + harm, which are not permitted to an ordinary + layman—one who is an honest man, + and no more.’ + + </p> + <p> + M. le Curé made no reply. He gave + me another of his quick glances, with an + impatient turn of his head. Why should I + have suspected him? for no harm was + known of him. He was the Curé, that was + all; and perhaps we men of the world have + our prejudices too. Afterwards, however, + as we waited for M. de Clairon—for the + crisis was too exciting for personal resentment—M. + le Curé himself let drop something + which made it apparent that it was + the ladies of the hospital upon whom his + suspicions fell. ‘It is never well to offend + women, M. le Maire,’ he said. ‘Women + do not discriminate the lawful from the + unlawful: so long as they produce an effect, + it does not matter to them.’ This gave me + a strange impression, for it seemed to me + that M. le Curé was abandoning his own + side. However, all other sentiments were, + as may be imagined, but as shadows compared + with the overwhelming power that + held all our eyes and our thoughts to the + wonder before us. Every moment seemed + an hour till M. de Clairon appeared. He + was pushed forward through the crowd as by + magic, all making room for him; and many + of us thought that when science thus came + forward capable of finding out everything, + the miracle would disappear. But instead + of this it seemed to glow brighter than ever. + That great word ‘<i>Sommation</i>’ blazed out, + so that we saw his figure waver against the + light as if giving way before the flames that + scorched him. He was so near that his + outline was marked out dark against the + glare they gave. It was as though his + close approach rekindled every light. + Then, with a flicker and trembling, word + by word and letter by letter went slowly + out before our eyes. + + </p> + <p> + M. de Clairon came down very pale, but + with a sort of smile on his face. ‘No, M. + le Maire,’ he said, ‘I cannot see how it is + done. It is clever. I will examine the + door further, and try the panels. Yes, I + have left some one to watch that nothing + is touched in the meantime, with the permission + of M. le Curé—’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘You have my full permission,’ M. le + Curé said; and M. de Clairon laughed, + though he was still very pale. ‘You saw + my name there,’ he said. ‘I am amused—I + who am not one of your worthy citizens, + M. le Maire. What can Messieurs les + Morts of Semur want with a poor man of + science like me? But you shall have my + report before the evening is out.’ + + </p> + <p> With this I had to be content. The + darkness which succeeded to that strange + light seemed more terrible than ever. We + all stumbled as we turned to go away, + dazzled by it, and stricken dumb, though + some kept saying that it was a trick, and + some murmured exclamations with voices + full of terror. The sound of the crowd + breaking up was like a regiment marching—all + the world had been there. I was + thankful, however, that neither my mother + nor my wife had seen anything; and though + they were anxious to know why I was so + serious, I succeeded fortunately in keeping + the secret from them. + + </p> + <p> + M. de Clairon did not appear till late, + and then he confessed to me he could + make nothing of it. ‘If it is a trick (as of + course it must be), it has been most cleverly + done,’ he said; and admitted that he was + baffled altogether. For my part, I was + not surprised. Had it been the Sisters + of the hospital, as M. le Curé thought, + would they have let the opportunity pass of + preaching a sermon to us, and recommending + their doctrines? Not so; here there + were no doctrines, nothing but that pregnant + phrase, <i>la vraie signification de la vie</i>. This + made a more deep impression upon me + than anything else. The Holy Mother + herself (whom I wish to speak of with profound + respect), and the saints, and the forgiveness + of sins, would have all been there + had it been the Sisters, or even M. le Curé. + This, though I had myself suggested an + imposture, made it very unlikely to my + quiet thoughts. But if not an imposture, + what could it be supposed to be? + + </p> + </div> + <div class="teidiv"> + <h2><a name="C03"></a> + EXPULSION OF THE INHABITANTS. + + </h2> + <p> + I will not attempt to give any detailed + account of the state of the town during this + evening. For myself I was utterly worn + out, and went to rest as soon as M. de + Clairon left me, having satisfied, as well as + I could, the questions of the women. Even + in the intensest excitement weary nature + will claim her dues. I slept. I can even + remember the grateful sense of being able + to put all anxieties and perplexities aside + for the moment, as I went to sleep. I felt + the drowsiness gain upon me, and I was + glad. To forget was of itself a happiness. + I woke up, however, intensely awake, + and in perfect possession of all my faculties, + while it was yet dark; and at once got up + and began to dress. The moment of + hesitation which generally follows waking—the + little interval of thought in which one + turns over perhaps that which is past, perhaps + that which is to come—found no place + within me. I got up without a moment's + pause, like one who has been called to go + on a journey; nor did it surprise me at all + to see my wife moving about, taking a + cloak from her wardrobe, and putting up + linen in a bag. She was already fully + dressed; but she asked no questions of me + any more than I did of her. We were in + haste, though we said nothing. When I + had dressed, I looked round me to see if I + had forgotten anything, as one does when + one leaves a place. I saw my watch suspended + to its usual hook, and my pocketbook, + which I had taken from my pocket + on the previous night. I took up also the + light overcoat which I had worn when I + made my rounds through the city on the + first night of the darkness. ‘Now,’ I said, + ‘Agnès, I am ready.’ I did not speak to + her of where we were going, nor she to me. + Little Jean and my mother met us at the + door. Nor did <i>she</i> say anything, contrary + to her custom; and the child was quite + quiet. We went downstairs together without + saying a word. The servants, who + were all astir, followed us. I cannot give + any description of the feelings that were in + my mind. I had not any feelings. I was + only hurried out, hastened by something + which I could not define—a sense that I + must go; and perhaps I was too much + astonished to do anything but yield. It + seemed, however, to be no force or fear that + was moving me, but a desire of my own; + though I could not tell how it was, or why I + should be so anxious to get away. All the + servants, trooping after me, had the same + look in their faces; they were anxious to + be gone—it seemed their business to go—there + was no question, no consultation. + And when we came out into the street, we + encountered a stream of processions similar + to our own. The children went quite + steadily by the side of their parents. Little + Jean, for example, on an ordinary occasion + would have broken away—would have run + to his comrades of the Bois-Sombre family, + and they to him. But no; the little ones, + like ourselves, walked along quite gravely. + They asked no questions, neither did we ask + any questions of each other, as, ‘Where are + you going?’ or, ‘What is the meaning of a so-early + promenade?’ Nothing of the kind; + my mother took my arm, and my wife, leading + little Jean by the hand, came to the + other side. The servants followed. The + street was quite full of people; but there + was no noise except the sound of their + footsteps. All of us turned the same + way—turned towards the gates—and + though I was not conscious of any feeling + except the wish to go on, there were one + or two things which took a place in my + memory. The first was, that my wife + suddenly turned round as we were coming + out of the <i>porte-cochère</i>, her face lighting + up. I need not say to any one who knows + Madame Dupin de la Clairière, that she is + a beautiful woman. Without any partiality + on my part, it would be impossible for me + to ignore this fact: for it is perfectly well + known and acknowledged by all. She was + pale this morning—a little paler than usual; + and her blue eyes enlarged, with a serious + look, which they always retain more or less. + But suddenly, as we went out of the door, + her face lighted up, her eyes were suffused + with tears—with light—how can I tell what + it was?—they became like the eyes of angels. + A little cry came from her parted lips—she + lingered a moment, stooping down as if + talking to some one less tall than herself, + then came after us, with that light still in + her face. At the moment I was too much + occupied to enquire what it was; but I + noted it, even in the gravity of the occasion. + The next thing I observed was M. le Curé, + who, as I have already indicated, is a man + of great composure of manner and presence + of mind, coming out of the door of the + Presbytery. There was a strange look on + his face of astonishment and reluctance. + He walked very slowly, not as we did, but + with a visible desire to turn back, folding + his arms across his breast, and holding + himself as if against the wind, resisting + some gale which blew behind him, and + forced him on. We felt no gale; but there + seemed to be a strange wind blowing along + the side of the street on which M. le Curé + was. And there was an air of concealed + surprise in his face—great astonishment, + but a determination not to let any one see + that he was astonished, or that the situation + was strange to him. And I cannot tell how + it was, but I, too, though pre-occupied, was + surprised to perceive that M. le Cure was + going with the rest of us, though I could + not have told why. + + </p> + <p> + Behind M. le Curé there was another + whom I remarked. This was Jacques + Richard, he of whom I have already + spoken. He was like a figure I have seen + somewhere in sculpture. No one was near + him, nobody touching him, and yet it was + only necessary to look at the man to perceive + that he was being forced along against + his will. Every limb was in resistance; + his feet were planted widely yet firmly upon + the pavement; one of his arms was stretched + out as if to lay hold on anything that should + come within reach. M. le Curé resisted + passively; but Jacques resisted with passion, + laying his back to the wind, and struggling + not to be carried away. Notwithstanding + his resistance, however, this rough figure + was driven along slowly, struggling at every + step. He did not make one movement + that was not against his will, but still he + was driven on. On our side of the street + all went, like ourselves, calmly. My + mother uttered now and then a low moan, + but said nothing. She clung to my arm, + and walked on, hurrying a little, sometimes + going quicker than I intended to go. As + for my wife, she accompanied us with her + light step, which scarcely seemed to touch + the ground, little Jean pattering by her + side. Our neighbours were all round us. + We streamed down, as in a long procession, + to the Porte St. Lambert. It was only + when we got there that the strange character + of the step we were all taking suddenly + occurred to me. It was still a kind + of grey twilight, not yet day. The bells + of the Cathedral had begun to toll, which + was very startling—not ringing in their + cheerful way, but tolling as if for a funeral; + and no other sound was audible but the + noise of footsteps, like an army making a + silent march into an enemy's country. We + had reached the gate when a sudden + wondering came over me. Why were we + all going out of our houses in the wintry + dusk to which our July days had turned? + I stopped, and turning round, was about to + say something to the others, when I became + suddenly aware that here I was not my + own master. My tongue clave to the root + of my mouth; I could not say a word. + Then I myself was turned round, and softly, + firmly, irresistibly pushed out of the gate. + My mother, who clung to me, added a + little, no doubt, to the force against me, + whatever it was, for she was frightened, + and opposed herself to any endeavour on + my part to regain freedom of movement; + but all that her feeble force could do against + mine must have been little. Several other + men around me seemed to be moved as I + was. M. Barbou, for one, made a still + more decided effort to turn back, for, being + a bachelor, he had no one to restrain him. + Him I saw turned round as you would turn + a <i>roulette</i>. He was thrown against my + wife in his tempestuous course, and but + that she was so light and elastic in her + tread, gliding out straight and softly like + one of the saints, I think he must have + thrown her down. And at that moment, + silent as we all were, his ‘<i>Pardon, Madame, + mille pardons, Madame</i>,’ and his tone of + horror at his own indiscretion, seemed to + come to me like a voice out of another life. + Partially roused before by the sudden impulse + of resistance I have described, I was + yet more roused now. I turned round, + disengaging myself from my mother. + ‘Where are we going? why are we thus + cast forth? My friends, help!’ I cried. + I looked round upon the others, who, as I + have said, had also awakened to a possibility + of resistance. M. de Bois-Sombre, + without a word, came and placed himself + by my side; others started from the crowd. + We turned to resist this mysterious impulse + which had sent us forth. The crowd surged + round us in the uncertain light. + + </p> + <p> + Just then there was a dull soft sound, + once, twice, thrice repeated. We rushed + forward, but too late. The gates were + closed upon us. The two folds of the + great Porte St. Lambert, and the little + postern for foot-passengers, all at once, not + hurriedly, as from any fear of us, but slowly, + softly, rolled on their hinges and shut—in + our faces. I rushed forward with all my + force and flung myself upon the gate. To + what use? it was so closed as no mortal + could open it. They told me after, for I + was not aware at the moment, that I burst + forth with cries and exclamations, bidding + them ‘Open, open in the name of God!’ I + was not aware of what I said, but it seemed + to me that I heard a voice of which nobody + said anything to me, so that it would seem + to have been unheard by the others, saying + with a faint sound as of a trumpet, ‘Closed—in + the name of God.’ It might be only + an echo, faintly brought back to me, of the + words I had myself said. + + </p> + <p> + There was another change, however, of + which no one could have any doubt. When + I turned round from these closed doors, + though the moment before the darkness + was such that we could not see the gates + closing, I found the sun shining gloriously + round us, and all my fellow-citizens turning + with one impulse, with a sudden cry of joy, + to hail the full day. + + </p> + <p><i>Le grand jour!</i> Never in my life did I + feel the full happiness of it, the full sense + of the words before. The sun burst out + into shining, the birds into singing. The + sky stretched over us—deep and unfathomable + and blue,—the grass grew under our + feet, a soft air of morning blew upon us; + waving the curls of the children, the veils + of the women, whose faces were lit up by + the beautiful day. After three days of + darkness what a resurrection! It seemed + to make up to us for the misery of being + thus expelled from our homes. It was early, + and all the freshness of the morning was + upon the road and the fields, where the sun + had just dried the dew. The river ran + softly, reflecting the blue sky. How black + it had been, deep and dark as a stream of + ink, when I had looked down upon it from + the Mont St. Lambert! and now it ran as + clear and free as the voice of a little child. + We all shared this moment of joy—for to + us of the South the sunshine is as the + breath of life, and to be deprived of it had + been terrible. But when that first pleasure + was over, the evidence of our strange position + forced itself upon us with overpowering + reality and force, made stronger by the + very light. In the dimness it had not + seemed so certain; now, gazing at each + other in the clear light of the natural + morning, we saw what had happened to us. + No more delusion was possible. We could + not flatter ourselves now that it was a trick + or a deception. M. le Clairon stood there + like the rest of us, staring at the closed + gates which science could not open. And + there stood M. le Curé, which was more + remarkable still. The Church herself had + not been able to do anything. We stood, + a crowd of houseless exiles, looking at each + other, our children clinging to us, our hearts + failing us, expelled from our homes. As + we looked in each other's faces we saw our + own trouble. Many of the women sat + down and wept; some upon the stones in + the road, some on the grass. The children + took fright from them, and began to cry + too. What was to become of us? I looked + round upon this crowd with despair in my + heart. It was I to whom every one would + look—for lodging, for direction—everything + that human creatures want. It was + my business to forget myself, though I also + had been driven from my home and my + city. Happily there was one thing I had + left. In the pocket of my overcoat was my + scarf of office. I stepped aside behind a + tree, and took it out, and tied it upon me. + That was something. There was thus a + representative of order and law in the midst + of the exiles, whatever might happen. + This action, which a great number of the + crowd saw, restored confidence. Many of + the poor people gathered round me, and + placed themselves near me, especially those + women who had no natural support. When + M. le Curé saw this, it seemed to make a + great impression upon him. He changed + colour, he who was usually so calm. + Hitherto he had appeared bewildered, + amazed to find himself as others. This, I + must add, though you may perhaps think + it superstitious, surprised me very much + too. But now he regained his self-possession. + He stepped upon a piece of wood + that lay in front of the gate. ‘My children’—he + said. But just then the Cathedral + bells, which had gone on tolling, suddenly + burst into a wild peal. I do not know + what it sounded like. It was a clamour of + notes all run together, tone upon tone, + without time or measure, as though a + multitude had seized upon the bells and + pulled all the ropes at once. If it was joy, + what strange and terrible joy! It froze + the very blood in our veins. M. le Curé + became quite pale. He stepped down + hurriedly from the piece of wood. We all + made a hurried movement farther off from + the gate. + + </p> + <p> + It was now that I perceived the necessity + of doing something, of getting this crowd + disposed of, especially the women and the + children. I am not ashamed to own that + I trembled like the others; and nothing + less than the consciousness that all eyes + were upon me, and that my scarf of office + marked me out among all who stood around, + could have kept me from moving with precipitation + as they did. I was enabled, + however, to retire at a deliberate pace, and + being thus slightly detached from the crowd, + I took advantage of the opportunity to + address them. Above all things, it was my + duty to prevent a tumult in these unprecedented + circumstances. ‘My friends,’ I said, + ‘the event which has occurred is beyond + explanation for the moment. The very + nature of it is mysterious; the circumstances + are such as require the closest investigation. + But take courage. I pledge myself not to + leave this place till the gates are open, and + you can return to your homes; in the + meantime, however, the women and the + children cannot remain here. Let those + who have friends in the villages near, go + and ask for shelter; and let all who will, go + to my house of La Clairière. My mother, + my wife! recall to yourselves the position + you occupy, and show an example. Lead + our neighbours, I entreat you, to La + Clairière.’ + + </p> + <p> + My mother is advanced in years and no + longer strong, but she has a great heart. + ‘I will go,’ she said. ‘God bless thee, my + son! There will no harm happen; for if + this be true which we are told, thy father is + in Semur.’ + + </p> + <p> + There then occurred one of those incidents + for which calculation never will + prepare us. My mother's words seemed, + as it were to open the flood-gates; my wife + came up to me with the light in her face + which I had seen when we left our own + door. ‘It was our little Marie—our angel,’ + she said. And then there arose a great + cry and clamour of others, both men + and women pressing round. ‘I saw my + mother,’ said one, ‘who is dead twenty + years come the St. Jean.’ ‘And I my + little René,’ said another. ‘And I my + Camille, who was killed in Africa.’ And + lo, what did they do, but rush towards the + gate in a crowd—that gate from which + they had but this moment fled in terror—beating + upon it, and crying out, ‘Open to + us, open to us, our most dear! Do you + think we have forgotten you? We have + never forgotten you!’ What could we do + with them, weeping thus, smiling, holding + out their arms to—we knew not what? Even + my Agnès was beyond my reach. Marie + was our little girl who was dead. Those + who were thus transported by a knowledge + beyond ours were the weakest among us; + most of them were women, the men old or + feeble, and some children. I can recollect + that I looked for Paul Lecamus among + them, with wonder not to see him there. + But though they were weak, they were + beyond our strength to guide. What could + we do with them? How could we force + them away while they held to the fancy + that those they loved were there? As it + happens in times of emotion, it was those + who were most impassioned who took the + first place. We were at our wits' end. + + </p> + <p> + But while we stood waiting, not knowing + what to do, another sound suddenly came + from the walls, which made them all silent + in a moment. The most of us ran to this + point and that (some taking flight altogether; + but with the greater part anxious + curiosity and anxiety had for the moment + extinguished fear), in a wild eagerness to + see who or what it was. But there was + nothing to be seen, though the sound came + from the wall close to the Mont St. Lambert, + which I have already described. It + was to me like the sound of a trumpet, and + so I heard others say; and along with the + trumpet were sounds as of words, though + I could not make them out. But those + others seemed to understand—they grew + calmer—they ceased to weep. They raised + their faces, all with that light upon them—that + light I had seen in my Agnès. Some + of them fell upon their knees. Imagine to + yourself what a sight it was, all of us standing + round, pale, stupefied, without a word + to say! Then the women suddenly burst + forth into replies—<i>‘Oui, ma chérie! Oui, + mon ange</i>!’ they cried. And while we + looked they rose up; they came back, + calling the children around them. My + Agnès took that place which I had bidden + her take. She had not hearkened to me, + to leave me—but she hearkened now; and + though I had bidden her to do this, yet to + see her do it bewildered me, made my heart + stand still. ‘<i>Mon ami</i>,’ she said, ‘I must + leave thee; it is commanded: they will not + have the children suffer.’ What could we + do? We stood pale and looked on, while + all the little ones, all the feeble, were + gathered in a little army. My mother + stood like me—to her nothing had been + revealed. She was very pale, and there + was a quiver of pain in her lips. She was + the one who had been ready to do my + bidding: but there was a rebellion in her + heart now. When the procession was + formed (for it was my care to see that + everything was done in order), she followed, + but among the last. Thus they went away, + many of them weeping, looking back, waving + their hands to us. My Agnès covered + her face, she could not look at me; but + she obeyed. They went some to this side, + some to that, leaving us gazing. For a + long time we did nothing but watch them, + going along the roads. What had their + angels said to them? Nay, but God + knows. I heard the sound; it was like the + sound of the silver trumpets that travellers + talk of; it was like music from heaven. I + turned to M. le Curé, who was standing by. + ‘What is it?’ I cried, ‘you are their + director—you are an ecclesiastic—you + know what belongs to the unseen. What + is this that has been said to them?’ I + have always thought well of M. le Curé. + There were tears running down his cheeks. + + </p> + <p> + ‘I know not,’ he said. ‘I am a miserable + like the rest. What they know is between + God and them. Me! I have been of the + world, like the rest.’ + + </p> + <p> + This is how we were left alone—the men + of the city—to take what means were best + to get back to our homes. There were + several left among us who had shared the + enlightenment of the women, but these + were not persons of importance who could + put themselves at the head of affairs. And + there were women who remained with us, + but these not of the best. To see our + wives go was very strange to us; it was + the thing we wished most to see, the + women and children in safety; yet it was + a strange sensation to see them go. For + me, who had the charge of all on my hands, + the relief was beyond description—yet was + it strange; I cannot describe it. Then + I called upon M. Barbou, who was trembling + like a leaf, and gathered the chief of + the citizens about me, including M. le Curé, + that we should consult together what we + should do. + + </p> + <p> + I know no words that can describe our + state in the strange circumstances we were + now placed in. The women and the + children were safe: that was much. But + we—we were like an army suddenly formed, + but without arms, without any knowledge of + how to fight, without being able to see our + enemy. We Frenchmen have not been + without knowledge of such perils. We + have seen the invader enter our doors; we + have been obliged to spread our table for + him, and give him of our best. But to be + put forth by forces no man could resist—to + be left outside, with the doors of our own + houses closed upon us—to be confronted + by nothing—by a mist, a silence, a darkness,—this + was enough to paralyse the + heart of any man. And it did so, more or + less, according to the nature of those who + were exposed to the trial. Some altogether + failed us, and fled, carrying the news into + the country, where most people laughed at + there, as we understood afterwards. Some + could do nothing but sit and gaze, huddled + together in crowds, at the cloud over + Semur, from which they expected to see + fire burst and consume the city altogether. + And a few, I grieve to say, took possession + of the little <i>cabaret</i>, which stands at about + half a kilometre from the St. Lambert gate, + and established themselves there, in hideous + riot, which was the worst thing of all for + serious men to behold. Those upon whom + I could rely I formed into patrols to go + round the city, that no opening of a gate, + or movement of those who were within, + should take place without our knowledge. + Such an emergency shows what men are. + M. Barbou, though in ordinary times he + discharges his duties as <i>adjoint</i> satisfactorily + enough (though, it need not be added, a + good Maire who is acquainted with his + duties, makes the office of <i>adjoint</i> of but + little importance), was now found entirely + useless. He could not forget how he had + been spun round and tossed forth from the + city gates. When I proposed to put him + at the head of a patrol, he had an attack of + the nerves. Before nightfall he deserted + me altogether, going off to his country-house, + and taking a number of his neighbours + with him. ‘How can we tell when + we may be permitted to return to the + town?’ he said, with his teeth chattering. + ‘M. le Maire, I adjure you to put yourself + in a place of safety.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Sir,’ I said to him, sternly, ‘for one who + deserts his post there is no place of safety.’ + + </p> + <p> But I do not think he was capable of + understanding me. Fortunately, I found + in M. le Curé a much more trustworthy + coadjutor. He was indefatigable; he had + the habit of sitting up to all hours, of being + called at all hours, in which our <i>bourgeoisie</i>, + I cannot but acknowledge, is wanting. + The expression I have before described of + astonishment—but of astonishment which + he wished to conceal—never left his face. + He did not understand how such a thing + could have been permitted to happen while + he had no share in it; and, indeed, I will + not deny that this was a matter of great + wonder to myself too. + + </p> + <p> + The arrangements I have described gave + us occupation; and this had a happy effect + upon us in distracting our minds from what + had happened; for I think that if we had + sat still and gazed at the dark city we should + soon have gone mad, as some did. In + our ceaseless patrols and attempts to find a + way of entrance, we distracted ourselves + from the enquiry, Who would dare to go in + if the entrance were found? In the meantime + not a gate was opened, not a figure + was visible. We saw nothing, no more + than if Semur had been a picture painted + upon a canvas. Strange sights indeed met + our eyes—sights which made even the + bravest quail. The strangest of them was + the boats that would go down and up the + river, shooting forth from under the fortified + bridge, which is one of the chief features of + our town, sometimes with sails perfectly + well managed, sometimes impelled by oars, + but with no one visible in them—no one + conducting them. To see one of these + boats impelled up the stream, with no rower + visible, was a wonderful sight. M. de + Clairon, who was by my side, murmured + something about a magnetic current; but + when I asked him sternly by what set in + motion, his voice died away in his moustache. + M. le Curé said very little: one saw his + lips move as he watched with us the passage + of those boats. He smiled when it was + proposed by some one to fire upon them. + He read his Hours as he went round at the + head of his patrol. My fellow townsmen + and I conceived a great respect for him; + and he inspired pity in me also. He had + been the teacher of the Unseen among us, + till the moment when the Unseen was thus, + as it were, brought within our reach; but + with the revelation he had nothing to do; + and it filled him with pain and wonder. It + made him silent; he said little about his + religion, but signed himself, and his lips + moved. He thought (I imagine) that he + had displeased Those who are over all. + + </p> + <p> + When night came the bravest of us were + afraid. I speak for myself. It was bright + moonlight where we were, and Semur lay + like a blot between the earth and the sky, + all dark: even the Cathedral towers were + lost in it; nothing visible but the line of the + ramparts, whitened outside by the moon. + One knows what black and strange shadows + are cast by the moonlight; and it seemed + to all of us that we did not know what + might be lurking behind every tree. The + shadows of the branches looked like terrible + faces. I sent all my people out on the + patrols, though they were dropping with + fatigue. Rather that than to be mad with + terror. For myself, I took up my post as + near the bank of the river as we could + approach; for there was a limit beyond + which we might not pass. I made the + experiment often; and it seemed to me, and + to all that attempted it, that we did reach + the very edge of the stream; but the next + moment perceived that we were at a certain + distance, say twenty metres or thereabout. + I placed myself there very often, wrapping + a cloak about me to preserve me from the + dew. (I may say that food had been sent + us, and wine from La Clairière and many + other houses in the neighbourhood, where + the women had gone for this among other + reasons, that we might be nourished by + them.) And I must here relate a personal + incident, though I have endeavoured not to + be egotistical. While I sat watching, I + distinctly saw a boat, a boat which belonged + to myself, lying on the very edge of the + shadow. The prow, indeed, touched the + moonlight where it was cut clean across by + the darkness; and this was how I discovered + that it was the Marie, a pretty + pleasure-boat which had been made for my + wife. The sight of it made my heart beat; + for what could it mean but that some one + who was dear to me, some one in whom I + took an interest, was there? I sprang up + from where I sat to make another effort to + get nearer; but my feet were as lead, and + would not move; and there came a singing + in my ears, and my blood coursed through + my veins as in a fever. Ah! was it possible? + I, who am a man, who have resolution, who + have courage, who can lead the people, <i>I + was afraid!</i> I sat down again and wept + like a child. Perhaps it was my little Marie + that was in the boat. God, He knows if I + loved thee, my little angel! but I was afraid. + O how mean is man! though we are so + proud. They came near to me who were + my own, and it was borne in upon my + spirit that my good father was with the + child; but because they had died I was + afraid. I covered my face with my hands. + Then it seemed to me that I heard a long + quiver of a sigh; a long, long breath, such + as sometimes relieves a sorrow that is beyond + words. Trembling, I uncovered my + eyes. There was nothing on the edge of + the moonlight; all was dark, and all was + still, the white radiance making a clear line + across the river, but nothing more. + + </p> + <p> + If my Agnès had been with me she + would have seen our child, she would have + heard that voice! The great cold drops of + moisture were on my forehead. My limbs + trembled, my heart fluttered in my bosom. + I could neither listen nor yet speak. And + those who would have spoken to me, those + who loved me, sighing, went away. It is + not possible that such wretchedness should + be credible to noble minds; and if it had + not been for pride and for shame, I should + have fled away straight to La Clairière, to + Put myself under shelter, to have some one + near me who was less a coward than I. I, + upon whom all the others relied, the Maire + of the Commune! I make my confession. + I was of no more force than this. + + </p> + <p> + A voice behind me made me spring to + my feet—the leap of a mouse would have + driven me wild. I was altogether demoralised. + ‘Monsieur le Maire, it is but I,’ + said some one quite humble and frightened. + + </p> + <p> + ‘<i>Tiens!</i>—it is thou, Jacques!’ I said. I + could have embraced him, though it is well + known how little I approve of him. But he + was living, he was a man like myself. I + put out my hand, and felt him warm and + breathing, and I shall never forget the ease + that came to my heart. Its beating calmed. + I was restored to myself. + + </p> + <p> + ‘M. le Maire,’ he said, ‘I wish to ask + you something. Is it true all that is said + about these people, I would say, these + Messieurs? I do not wish to speak with + disrespect, M. le Maire.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘What is it, Jacques, that is said?’ I + had called him ‘thou’ not out of contempt, + but because, for the moment, he seemed to + me as a brother, as one of my friends. + + </p> + <p> + ‘M. le Maire, is it indeed <i>les morts</i> that + are in Semur?’ + + </p> + <p> + He trembled, and so did I. ‘Jacques,’ I + said, ‘you know all that I know.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Yes, M. le Maire, it is so, sure enough. + I do not doubt it. If it were the Prussians, + a man could fight. But <i>ces Messieurs là!</i> + What I want to know is: is it because of + what you did to those little Sisters, those + good little ladies of St. Jean?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘What I did? You were yourself one of + the complainants. You were of those who + said, when a man is ill, when he is suffering, + they torment him with their mass; it + is quiet he wants, not their mass. These + were thy words, <i>vaurien</i>. And now you + say it was I!’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘True, M. le Maire,’ said Jacques; ‘but + look you, when a man is better, when he + has just got well, when he feels he is safe, + then you should not take what he says for + gospel. It would be strange if one had a + new illness just when one is getting well + of the old; and one feels now is the time + to enjoy one's self, to kick up one's heels + a little, while at least there is not likely + to be much of a watch kept <i>up there</i>—the + saints forgive me,' cried Jacques, trembling + and crossing himself, ‘if I speak with levity + at such a moment! And the little ladies + were very kind. It was wrong to close + their chapel, M. le Maire. From that + comes all our trouble.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘You good-for-nothing!’ I cried, ‘it is + you and such as you that are the beginning + of our trouble. You thought there was no + watch kept <i>up there</i>; you thought God + would not take the trouble to punish you; + you went about the streets of Semur tossing + a <i>grosse pièce</i> of a hundred sous, and calling + out, “There is no God—this is my god; + <i>l'argent, c'est le bon Dieu</i>.”’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘M. le Maire, M. le Maire, be silent, I + implore you! It is enough to bring down + a judgment upon us.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘It has brought down a judgment upon + us. Go thou and try what thy <i>grosse pièce</i> + will do for thee now—worship thy god. + Go, I tell you, and get help from your + money.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘I have no money, M. le Maire, and + what could money do here? We would do + much better to promise a large candle for + the next festival, and that the ladies of St. + Jean—’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Get away with thee to the end of the + world, thou and thy ladies of St. Jean!’ I + cried; which was wrong, I do not deny it, + for they are good women, not like this + good-for-nothing fellow. And to think + that this man, whom I despise, was more + pleasant to me than the dear souls who + loved me! Shame came upon me at the + thought. I too, then, was like the others, + fearing the Unseen—capable of understanding + only that which was palpable. When + Jacques slunk away, which he did for a + few steps, not losing sight of me, I turned + my face towards the river and the town. + The moonlight fell upon the water, white + as silver where that line of darkness lay, + shining, as if it tried, and tried in vain, + to penetrate Semur; and between that + and the blue sky overhead lay the city out + of which we had been driven forth—the + city of the dead. ‘O God,’ I cried, ‘whom + I know not, am not I to Thee as my little + Jean is to me, a child and less than a child? + Do not abandon me in this darkness. + Would I abandon him were he ever so + disobedient? And God, if thou art God, + Thou art a better father than I.’ When I + had said this, my heart was a little relieved. + It seemed to me that I had spoken to some + one who knew all of us, whether we were + dead or whether we were living. That is + a wonderful thing to think of, when it + appears to one not as a thing to believe, + but as something that is real. It gave me + courage. I got up and went to meet the + patrol which was coming in, and found + that great good-for-nothing Jacques running + close after me, holding my cloak. ‘Do not + send me away, M. le Maire,’ he said, ‘I + dare not stay by myself with <i>them</i> so near.’ + Instead of his money, in which he had + trusted, it was I who had become his god + now. + + </p> + </div> + <div class="teidiv"> + <h2><a name="C04"></a> + OUTSIDE THE WALLS. + + </h2> + <p> + There are few who have not heard something + of the sufferings of a siege. Whether + within or without, it is the most terrible of + all the experiences of war. I am old + enough to recollect the trenches before + Sebastopol, and all that my countrymen + and the English endured there. Sometimes + I endeavoured to think of this to distract + me from what we ourselves endured. + But how different was it! We had neither + shelter nor support. We had no weapons, + nor any against whom to wield them. We + were cast out of our homes in the midst of + our lives, in the midst of our occupations, + and left there helpless, to gaze at each + other, to blind our eyes trying to penetrate + the darkness before us. Could we have + done anything, the oppression might have + been less terrible—but what was there that + we could do? Fortunately (though I do + not deny that I felt each desertion) our + band grew less and less every day. Hour + by hour some one stole away—first one, + then another, dispersing themselves among + the villages near, in which many had + friends. The accounts which these men + gave were, I afterwards learnt, of the most + vague description. Some talked of wonders + they had seen, and were laughed at—and + some spread reports of internal division + among us. Not till long after did I know + all the reports that went abroad. It was + said that there had been fighting in Semur, + and that we were divided into two factions, + one of which had gained the mastery, and + driven the other out. This was the story + current in La Rochette, where they are + always glad to hear anything to the discredit + of the people of Semur; but no + credence could have been given to it by + those in authority, otherwise M. le Préfet, + however indifferent to our interests, must + necessarily have taken some steps for our + relief. Our entire separation from the + world was indeed one of the strangest + details of this terrible period. Generally + the diligence, though conveying on the + whole few passengers, returned with two + or three, at least, visitors or commercial + persons, daily-and the latter class frequently + arrived in carriages of their own; + but during this period no stranger came to + see our miserable plight. We made shelter + for ourselves under the branches of the few + trees that grew in the uncultivated ground + on either side of the road—and a hasty + erection, half tent half shed, was put up for + a place to assemble in, or for those who + were unable to bear the heat of the day or + the occasional chills of the night. But the + most of us were too restless to seek repose, + and could not bear to be out of sight of the + city. At any moment it seemed to us the + gates might open, or some loophole be + visible by which we might throw ourselves + upon the darkness and vanquish it. This + was what we said to ourselves, forgetting + how we shook and trembled whenever any + contact had been possible with those who + were within. But one thing was certain, + that though we feared, we could not turn + our eyes from the place. We slept leaning + against a tree, or with our heads on our + hands, and our faces toward Semur. We + took no count of day or night, but ate + the morsel the women brought to us, and + slept thus, not sleeping, when want or + weariness overwhelmed us. There was + scarcely an hour in the day that some of + the women did not come to ask what news. + They crept along the roads in twos and + threes, and lingered for hours sitting by the + way weeping, starting at every breath of + wind. + + </p> + <p> + Meanwhile all was not silent within + Semur. The Cathedral bells rang often, + at first filling us with hope, for how familiar + was that sound! The first time, we all + gathered together and listened, and many + wept. It was as if we heard our mother's + voice. M. de Bois-Sombre burst into tears. + I have never seen him within the doors of + the Cathedral since his marriage; but he + burst into tears. ‘<i>Mon Dieu!</i> if I were + but there!' he said. We stood and + listened, our hearts melting, some falling + on their knees. M. le Curé stood up in + the midst of us and began to intone the + psalm: [He has a beautiful voice. It is + sympathetic, it goes to the heart.] ‘I was + glad when they said to me, Let us go up—’ + And though there were few of us + who could have supposed themselves + capable of listening to that sentiment a + little while before with any sympathy, yet + a vague hope rose up within us while we + heard him, while we listened to the bells. + What man is there to whom the bells of + his village, the <i>carillon</i> of his city, is not + most dear? It rings for him through all + his life; it is the first sound of home in the + distance when he comes back—the last that + follows him like a long farewell when he + goes away. While we listened, we forgot + our fears. They were as we were, they were + also our brethren, who rang those bells. + We seemed to see them trooping into our + beautiful Cathedral. All! only to see it + again, to be within its shelter, cool and + calm as in our mother's arms! It seemed + to us that we should wish for nothing more. + + </p> + <p> + When the sound ceased we looked into + each other's faces, and each man saw that + his neighbour was pale. Hope died in us + when the sound died away, vibrating sadly + through the air. Some men threw themselves + on the ground in their despair. + + </p> + <p> + And from this time forward many voices + were heard, calls and shouts within the + walls, and sometimes a sound like a + trumpet, and other instruments of music. + We thought, indeed, that noises as of bands + patrolling along the ramparts were audible + as our patrols worked their way round and + round. This was a duty which I never + allowed to be neglected, not because I put + very much faith in it, but because it gave + us a sort of employment. There is a story + somewhere which I recollect dimly of an + ancient city which its assailants did not + touch, but only marched round and round + till the walls fell, and they could enter. + Whether this was a story of classic times + or out of our own remote history, I could + not recollect. But I thought of it many + times while we made our way like a procession + of ghosts, round and round, straining + our ears to hear what those voices were + which sounded above us, in tones that were + familiar, yet so strange. This story got so + much into my head (and after a time all + our heads seemed to get confused and full + of wild and bewildering expedients) that I + found myself suggesting—I, a man known + for sense and reason—that we should + blow trumpets at some time to be fixed, + which was a thing the ancients had done + in the strange tale which had taken possession + of me. M. le Curé looked at me with + disapproval. He said, ‘I did not expect + from M. le Maire anything that was disrespectful + to religion.’ Heaven forbid that + I should be disrespectful to religion at any + time of life, but then it was impossible + to me. I remembered after that the tale + of which I speak, which had so seized + upon me, was in the sacred writings; but + those who know me will understand that + no sneer at these writings or intention of + wounding the feelings of M. le Curé was + in my mind. + + </p> + <p> + I was seated one day upon a little + inequality of the ground, leaning my back + against a half-withered hawthorn, and dozing + with my head in my hands, when a + soothing, which always diffuses itself from + her presence, shed itself over me, and + opening my eyes, I saw my Agnès sitting + by me. She had come with some food + and a little linen, fresh and soft like her + own touch. My wife was not gaunt and + worn like me, but she was pale and as thin + as a shadow. I woke with a start, and + seeing her there, there suddenly came a + dread over me that she would pass away + before my eyes, and go over to Those who + were within Semur. I cried ‘<i>Non, mon + Agnès; non, mon Agnès:</i> before you ask, + No!’ seizing her and holding her fast in + this dream, which was not altogether a + dream. She looked at me with a smile, + that smile that has always been to me as the + rising of the sun over the earth. + + </p> + <p> + ‘<i>Mon ami</i>,‘ she said surprised, ‘I ask + nothing, except that you should take a + little rest and spare thyself.’ Then she + added, with haste, what I knew she would + say, ‘Unless it were this, <i>mon ami</i>. If I + were permitted, I would go into the city—I + would ask those who are there what is + their meaning: and if no way can be found—no + act of penitence.—Oh! do not answer + in haste! I have no fear; and it would be + to save thee.’ + + </p> + <p> + A strong throb of anger came into my + throat. Figure to yourself that I looked + at my wife with anger, with the same feeling + which had moved me when the deserters + left us; but far more hot and sharp. I + seized her soft hands and crushed them in + mine. ‘You would leave me!’ I said. + ‘You would desert your husband. You + would go over to our enemies!’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘O Martin, say not so,’ she cried, with + tears. ‘Not enemies. There is our little + Marie, and my mother, who died when I + was born.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘You love these dead tyrants. Yes,’ I + said, ‘you love them best. You will go to—the + majority, to the strongest. Do not + speak to me! Because your God is on + their side, you will forsake us too.’ + + </p> + <p> + Then she threw herself upon me and encircled + me with her arms. The touch of + them stilled my passion; but yet I held + her, clutching her gown, so terrible a fear + came over me that she would go and come + back no more. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Forsake thee!’ she breathed out over + me with a moan. Then, putting her cool + cheek to mine, which burned, ‘But I would + die for thee, Martin.’ + + </p> + <p> ‘Silence, my wife: that is what you + shall not do,’ I cried, beside myself. I rose + up; I put her away from me. That is, I + know it, what has been done. Their God + does this, they do not hesitate to say—takes + from you what you love best, to make + you better—<i>you!</i> and they ask you to love + Him when He has thus despoiled you! ‘Go + home, Agnès,’ I said, hoarse with terror. + ‘Let us face them as we may; you shall + not go among them, or put thyself in peril. + Die for me! <i>Mon Dieu!</i> and what then, + what should I do then? Turn your face + from them; turn from them; go! go! and + let me not see thee here again.’ + + </p> + <p> + My wife did not understand the terror + that seized me. She obeyed me, as she + always does, but, with the tears falling + from her white cheeks, fixed upon me the + most piteous look. ‘<i>Mon ami</i>,’ she said, + ‘you are disturbed, you are not in possession + of yourself; this cannot be what you + mean.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Let me not see thee here again!’ I + cried. ‘Would you make me mad in the + midst of my trouble? No! I will not + have you look that way. Go home! go + home!’ Then I took her into my arms + and wept, though I am not a man given to + tears. ‘Oh! my Agnès,’ I said, ‘give me + thy counsel. What you tell me I will do; + but rather than risk thee, I would live thus + for ever, and defy them.’ + + </p> + <p> + She put her hand upon my lips. ‘I will + not ask this again,’ she said, bowing her + head; ‘but defy them—why should you + defy them? Have they come for nothing? + Was Semur a city of the saints? They + have come to convert our people, Martin—thee + too, and the rest. If you will submit + your hearts, they will open the gates, + they will go back to their sacred homes + and we to ours. This has been borne in + upon me sleeping and waking; and it + seemed to me that if I could but go, and + say, “Oh! my fathers, oh! my brothers, + they submit,” all would be well. For I do + not fear them, Martin. Would they harm + me that love us? I would but give our + Marie one kiss——’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘You are a traitor!’ I said. ‘You would + steal yourself from me, and do me the worst + wrong of all——’ + + </p> + <p> + But I recovered my calm. What she + said reached my understanding at last. + ‘Submit!’ I said, ‘but to what? To come + and turn us from our homes, to wrap our + town in darkness, to banish our wives and + our children, to leave us here to be scorched + by the sun and drenched by the rain,—this + is not to convince us, my Agnès. And to + what then do you bid us submit——?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘It is to convince you, <i>mon ami</i>, of the + love of God, who has permitted this great + tribulation to be, that we might be saved,’ + said Agnès. Her face was sublime with + faith. It is possible to these dear women; + but for me the words she spoke were but + words without meaning. I shook my head. + Now that my horror and alarm were passed, + I could well remember often to have heard + words like these before. + + </p> + <p> ‘My angel!’ I said, ‘all this I admire, I + adore in thee; but how is it the love of + God?—and how shall we be saved by it? + Submit! I will do anything that is reasonable; + but of what truth have we here the + proof——?’ + + </p> + <p> + Some one had come up behind as we + were talking. When I heard his voice + I smiled, notwithstanding my despair. It + was natural that the Church should come + to the woman's aid. But I would not refuse + to give ear to M. le Curé, who had + proved himself a man, had he been ten + times a priest. + + </p> + <p> + ‘I have not heard what Madame has + been saying, M. le Maire, neither would I + interpose but for your question. You ask + of what truth have we the proof here? It + is the Unseen that has revealed itself. Do + we see anything, you and I? Nothing, + nothing, but a cloud. But that which we + cannot see, that which we know not, that + which we dread—look! it is there.’ + + </p> + <p> + I turned unconsciously as he pointed + with his hand. Oh, heaven, what did I + see! Above the cloud that wrapped Semur + there was a separation, a rent in the darkness, + and in mid heaven the Cathedral + towers, pointing to the sky. I paid no + more attention to M. le Curé. I sent forth + a shout that roused all, even the weary line + of the patrol that was marching slowly + with bowed heads round the walls; and + there went up such a cry of joy as shook + the earth. ‘The towers, the towers!’ I + cried. These were the towers that could + be seen leagues off, the first sign of Semur; + our towers, which we had been born to love + like our father's name. I have had joys in + my life, deep and great. I have loved, + I have won honours, I have conquered + difficulty; but never had I felt as now. + It was as if one had been born again. + + </p> + <p> + When we had gazed upon them, blessing + them and thanking God, I gave orders that + all our company should be called to the + tent, that we might consider whether any + new step could now be taken: Agnès with + the other women sitting apart on one side + and waiting. I recognised even in the + excitement of such a time that theirs was + no easy part. To sit there silent, to wait + till we had spoken, to be bound by what + we decided, and to have no voice—yes, + that was hard. They thought they knew + better than we did: but they were silent, + devouring us with their eager eyes. I love + one woman more than all the world; I + count her the best thing that God has + made; yet would I not be as Agnès for all + that life could give me. It was her part to + be silent, and she was so, like the angel she + is, while even Jacques Richard had the + right to speak. <i>Mon Dieu!</i> but it is hard, + I allow it; they have need to be angels. + This thought passed through my mind + even at the crisis which had now arrived. + For at such moments one sees everything, + one thinks of everything, though it is only + after that one remembers what one has + seen and thought. When my fellow-citizens + gathered together (we were now less + than a hundred in number, so many had + gone from us), I took it upon myself to + speak. We were a haggard, worn-eyed + company, having had neither shelter nor + sleep nor even food, save in hasty snatches. + I stood at the door of the tent and they + below, for the ground sloped a little. Beside + me were M. le Curé, M. de Bois-Sombre, + and one or two others of the chief + citizens. ‘My friends,’ I said, ‘you have + seen that a new circumstance has occurred. + It is not within our power to tell what its + meaning is, yet it must be a symptom of + good. For my own part, to see these + towers makes the air lighter. Let us think + of the Church as we may, no one can deny + that the towers of Semur are dear to our + hearts.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘M. le Maire,’ said M. de Bois-Sombre, + interrupting, ‘I speak I am sure the sentiments + of my fellow-citizens when I say + that there is no longer any question among + us concerning the Church; it is an admirable + institution, a universal advantage——’ + + </p> + <p> ‘Yes, yes,’ said the crowd, ‘yes, certainly!’ + and some added, ‘It is the only safeguard, + it is our protection,’ and some signed themselves. + In the crowd I saw Riou, who had + done this at the <i>octroi</i>. But the sign did not + surprise me now. + + </p> + <p> + M. le Curé stood by my side, but he did + not smile. His countenance was dark, almost + angry. He stood quite silent, with + his eyes on the ground. It gave him no + pleasure, this profession of faith. + + </p> + <p> + ‘It is well, my friends,’ said I, ‘we are all + in accord; and the good God has permitted + us again to see these towers. I have + called you together to collect your ideas. + This change must have a meaning. It has + been suggested to me that we might send + an ambassador—a messenger, if that is + possible, into the city—’ + + </p> + <p> + Here I stopped short; and a shiver ran + through me—a shiver which went over the + whole company. We were all pale as we + looked in each other's faces; and for a + moment no one ventured to speak. After + this pause it was perhaps natural that he + who first found his voice should be the last + who had any right to give an opinion. + Who should it be but Jacques Richard? + ‘M. le Maire,’ cried the fellow, ‘speaks at + his ease—but who will thus risk himself?’ + Probably he did not mean that his grumbling + should be heard, but in the silence + every sound was audible; there was a gasp, + a catching of the breath, and all turned their + eyes again upon me. I did not pause to + think what answer I should give. ‘I!’ I + cried. ‘Here stands one who will risk + himself, who will perish if need be—’ + + </p> + <p> + Something stirred behind me. It was + Agnès who had risen to her feet, who stood + with her lips parted and quivering, with + her hands clasped, as if about to speak. + But she did not speak. Well! she had + proposed to do it. Then why not I? + + </p> + <p> + ‘Let me make the observation,’ said + another of our fellow-citizens, Bordereau + the banker, ‘that this would not be just. + Without M. le Maire we should be a mob + without a head. If a messenger is to be + sent, let it be some one not so indispensable——’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Why send a messenger?’ said another, + Philip Leclerc. ‘Do we know that these + Messieurs will admit any one? and how + can you speak, how can you parley with + those—’ and he too, was seized with a + shiver—‘whom you cannot see?’ + + </p> + <p> + Then there came another voice out of + the crowd. It was one who would not + show himself, who was conscious of the + mockery in his tone. ‘If there is any one + sent, let it be M. le Curé,’ it said. + + </p> + <p> + M. le Curé stepped forward. His pale + countenance flushed red. ‘Here am I,’ he + said, ‘I am ready; but he who spoke + speaks to mock me. Is it befitting in this + presence?’ + + </p> + <p> + There was a struggle among the men. + Whoever it was who had spoken (I did + not wish to know), I had no need to + condemn the mocker; they themselves + silenced him; then Jacques Richard (still + less worthy of credit) cried out again with + a voice that was husky. What are men + made of? Notwithstanding everything, + it was from the <i>cabaret</i>, from the wine-shop, + that he had come. He said, ‘Though + M. le Maire will not take my opinion, yet + it is this. Let them reopen the chapel in + the hospital. The ladies of St. Jean—’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Hold thy peace,’ I said, ‘miserable!’ + But a murmur rose. ‘Though it is not his + part to speak, I agree,’ said one. ‘And I.’ + ‘And I.’ There was well-nigh a tumult + of consent; and this made me angry. + Words were on my lips which it might + have been foolish to utter, when M. de + Bois-Sombre, who is a man of judgment, + interfered. + + </p> + <p> + ‘M. le Maire,’ he said, ‘as there are none + of us here who would show disrespect to + the Church and holy things—that is understood—it + is not necessary to enter into + details. Every restriction that would + wound the most susceptible is withdrawn; + not one more than another, but all. We + have been indifferent in the past, but for + the future you will agree with me that + everything shall be changed. The ambassador—whoever + he may be—’ he added + with a catching of his breath, ‘must be + empowered to promise—everything—submission + to all that may be required.’ + + </p> + <p> + Here the women could not restrain themselves; + they all rose up with a cry, and many + of them began to weep. ‘Ah!’ said one with + a hysterical sound of laughter in her tears. + ‘<i>Sainte Mère</i>! it will be heaven upon earth.’ + + </p> + <p> + M. le Curé said nothing; a keen glance + of wonder, yet of subdued triumph, shot + from under his eyelids. As for me, I + wrung my hands: ‘What you say will be + superstition; it will be hypocrisy,’ I cried. + + </p> + <p> + But at that moment a further incident + occurred. Suddenly, while we deliberated, + a long loud peal of a trumpet sounded into + the air. I have already said that many + sounds had been heard before; but this was + different; there was not one of us that did + not feel that this was addressed to himself. + The agitation was extreme; it was a + summons, the beginning of some distinct + communication. The crowd scattered; but + for myself, after a momentary struggle, I + went forward resolutely. I did not even + look back at my wife. I was no longer + Martin Dupin, but the Maire of Semur, the + saviour of the community. Even Bois-Sombre + quailed: but I felt that it was in me + to hold head against death itself; and before + I had gone two steps I felt rather than saw + that M. le Curé had come to my side. We + went on without a word; gradually the + others collected behind us, following yet + straggling here and there upon the inequalities + of the ground. + + </p> + <p> + Before us lay the cloud that was Semur, + a darkness defined by the shining of the + summer day around, the river escaping + from that gloom as from a cavern, the + towers piercing through, but the sunshine + thrown back on every side from that darkness. + I have spoken of the walls as if we + saw them, but there were no walls visible, + nor any gate, though we all turned like + blind men to where the Porte St. Lambert + was. There was the broad vacant road + leading up to it, leading into the gloom. + We stood there at a little distance. + Whether it was human weakness or an + invisible barrier, how can I tell? We + stood thus immovable, with the trumpet + pealing out over us, out of the cloud. It + summoned every man as by his name. + To me it was not wonderful that this impression + should come, but afterwards it + was elicited from all that this was the feeling + of each. Though no words were said, + it was as the calling of our names. We + all waited in such a supreme agitation as I + cannot describe for some communication + that was to come. + + </p> + <p> + When suddenly, in a moment, the trumpet + ceased; there was an interval of dead and + terrible silence; then, each with a leap of + his heart as if it would burst from his bosom, + we saw a single figure slowly detach itself + out of the gloom. ‘My God!’ I cried. + My senses went from me; I felt my head + go round like a straw tossed on the winds. + + </p> + <p> + To know them so near, those mysterious + visitors—to feel them, to hear them, was + not that enough? But, to see! who could + bear it? Our voices rang like broken + chords, like a tearing and rending of sound. + Some covered their faces with their hands; + for our very eyes seemed to be drawn out + of their sockets, fluttering like things with + a separate life. + + </p> + <p> + Then there fell upon us a strange and + wonderful calm. The figure advanced + slowly; there was weakness in it. The + step, though solemn, was feeble; and if you + can figure to yourself our consternation, the + pause, the cry—our hearts dropping back + as it might be into their places—the sudden + stop of the wild panting in our breasts: when + there became visible to us a human face well + known, a man as we were. ‘Lecamus!’ + I cried; and all the men round took it up, + crowding nearer, trembling yet delivered + from their terror; some even laughed + in the relief. There was but one who had + an air of discontent, and that was M. le + Curé. As he said ‘Lecamus!’ like the + rest, there was impatience, disappointment, + anger in his tone. + + </p> + <p> + And I, who had wondered where Lecamus + had gone; thinking sometimes that + he was one of the deserters who had left us! + But when he came nearer his face was as + the face of a dead man, and a cold chill + came over us. His eyes, which were cast + down, flickered under the thin eyelids in + which all the veins were visible. His face + was gray like that of the dying. ‘Is he + dead?’ I said. But, except M. le Curé, + no one knew that I spoke. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Not even so,’ said M. le Cure, with a + mortification in his voice, which I have + never forgotten. ‘Not even so. That + might be something. They teach us not + by angels—by the fools and offscourings of + the earth.’ + + </p> + <p> + And he would have turned away. It + was a humiliation. Was not he the + representative of the Unseen, the vice-gerent, + with power over heaven and hell? + but something was here more strong than + he. He stood by my side in spite of himself + to listen to the ambassador. I will + not deny that such a choice was strange, + strange beyond measure, to me also. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Lecamus,’ I said, my voice trembling in + my throat, ‘have you been among the dead, + and do you live?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘I live,’ he said; then looked around + with tears upon the crowd. ‘Good neighbours, + good friends,’ he said, and put out + his hand and touched them; he was as + much agitated as they. + + </p> + <p> + ‘M. Lecamus,’ said I, ‘we are here in + very strange circumstances, as you know; + do not trifle with us. If you have indeed + been with those who have taken the + control of our city, do not keep us in + suspense. You will see by the emblems + of my office that it is to me you must + address yourself; if you have a mission, + speak.’ + + </p> + <p> ‘It is just,’ he said, ‘it is just—but bear + with me one moment. It is good to behold + those who draw breath; if I have not + loved you enough, my good neighbours, + forgive me now!’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Rouse yourself, Lecamus,’ said I with + some anxiety. ‘Three days we have been + suffering here; we are distracted with the + suspense. Tell us your message—if you + have anything to tell.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Three days!’ he said, wondering; ‘I + should have said years. Time is long + when there is neither night nor day.’ Then, + uncovering himself, he turned towards the + city. ‘They who have sent me would + have you know that they come, not in + anger but in friendship: for the love they + bear you, and because it has been permitted——’ + + </p> + <p> + As he spoke his feebleness disappeared. + He held his head high; and we clustered + closer and closer round him, not losing a + half word, not a tone, not a breath. + + </p> + <p> + ‘They are not the dead. They are the + immortal. They are those who dwell—elsewhere. + They have other work, which + has been interrupted because of this trial. + They ask, “Do you know now—do you + know now?” this is what I am bidden to + say.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘What’—I said (I tried to say it, but + my lips were dry), ‘What would they have + us to know?’ + + </p> + <p> + But a clamour interrupted me. ‘Ah! + yes, yes, yes!’ the people cried, men and + women; some wept aloud, some signed + themselves, some held up their hands to the + skies. ‘Nevermore will we deny religion,’ + they cried, ‘never more fail in our duties. + They shall see how we will follow every + office, how the churches shall be full, how + we will observe the feasts and the days of + the saints! M. Lecamus,’ cried two or + three together; ‘go, tell these Messieurs + that we will have masses said for them, + that we will obey in everything. We have + seen what comes of it when a city is without + piety. Never more will we neglect the + holy functions; we will vow ourselves to + the holy Mother and the saints—' + + </p> + <p> + ‘And if those ladies wish it,’ cried + Jacques Richard, ‘there shall be as many + masses as there are priests to say them in + the Hospital of St. Jean.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Silence, fellow!’ I cried; ‘is it for you + to promise in the name of the Commune?’ + I was almost beside myself. ‘M. Lecamus. + is it for this that they have come?’ + + </p> + <p> + His head had begun to droop again, and + a dimness came over his face. ‘Do I + know?’ he said. ‘It was them I longed + for, not to know their errand; but I have + not yet said all. You are to send two—two + whom you esteem the highest—to + speak with them face to face.’ + + </p> + <p> + Then at once there rose a tumult among + the people—an eagerness which nothing + could subdue. There was a cry that the + ambassadors were already elected, and we + were pushed forward, M. le Curé and myself, + towards the gate. They would not + hear us speak. ‘We promise,’ they cried, + ‘we promise everything; let us but get + back.’ Had it been to sacrifice us they + would have done the same; they would + have killed us in their passion, in order + to return to their city—and afterwards + mourned us and honoured us as martyrs. + But for the moment they had neither ruth + nor fear. Had it been they who were + going to reason not with flesh and blood, + it would have been different; but it was + we, not they; and they hurried us on as + not willing that a moment should be lost. + I had to struggle, almost to fight, in order + to provide them with a leader, which was + indispensable, before I myself went away. + For who could tell if we should ever come + back? For a moment I hesitated, thinking + that it might be well to invest M. de Bois-Sombre + as my deputy with my scarf of + office; but then I reflected that when a + man goes to battle, when he goes to risk + his life, perhaps to lose it, for his people, it + is his right to bear those signs which distinguish + him from common men, which + show in what office, for what cause, he is + ready to die. + + </p> + <p> + Accordingly I paused, struggling against + the pressure of the people, and said in a + loud voice, ‘In the absence of M. Barbou, + who has forsaken us, I constitute the excellent + M. Felix de Bois-Sombre my representative. + In my absence my fellow-citizens + will respect and obey him as myself.’ There + was a cry of assent. They would have + given their assent to anything that we might + but go on. What was it to them? They + took no thought of the heaving of my bosom, + the beating of my heart. They left us on + the edge of the darkness with our faces + towards the gate. There we stood one + breathless moment. Then the little postern + slowly opened before us, and once more we + stood within Semur. + + </p> + </div> + <div class="teidiv"> + <h2><a name="C05"></a> + THE NARRATIVE OF PAUL LECAMUS. + + </h2> + <p> + M. le Maire having requested me, on his + entrance into Semur, to lose no time in + drawing up an account of my residence in + the town, to be placed with his own narrative, + I have promised to do so to the best of my + ability, feeling that my condition is a very + precarious one, and my time for explanation + may be short. Many things, needless + to enumerate, press this upon my mind. + It was a pleasure to me to see my neighbours + when I first came out of the city; + but their voices, their touch, their vehemence + and eagerness wear me out. From + my childhood up I have shrunk from close + contact with my fellow-men. My mind + has been busy with other thoughts; I have + desired to investigate the mysterious and + unseen. When I have walked abroad I + have heard whispers in the air; I have felt + the movement of wings, the gliding of unseen + feet. To my comrades these have + been a source of alarm and disquiet, but + not to me; is not God in the unseen with + all His angels? and not only so, but the + best and wisest of men. There was a time + indeed, when life acquired for me a charm. + There was a smile which filled me with + blessedness, and made the sunshine more + sweet. But when she died my earthly joys + died with her. Since then I have thought + of little but the depths profound, into which + she has disappeared like the rest. + + </p> + <p> + I was in the garden of my house on that + night when all the others left Semur. I + was restless, my mind was disturbed. It + seemed to me that I approached the crisis + of my life. Since the time when I led M. + le Maire beyond the walls, and we felt both + of us the rush and pressure of that crowd, + a feeling of expectation had been in my + mind. I knew not what I looked for—but + something I looked for that should change + the world. The ‘Sommation’ on the + Cathedral doors did not surprise me. Why + should it be a matter of wonder that the + dead should come back? the wonder is that + they do not. Ah! that is the wonder. + How one can go away who loves you, and + never return, nor speak, nor send any + message—that is the miracle: not that the + heavens should bend down and the gates + of Paradise roll back, and those who have + left us return. All my life it has been a + marvel to me how they could be kept away. + I could not stay in-doors on this strange + night. My mind was full of agitation. I + came out into the garden though it was + dark. I sat down upon the bench under + the trellis—she loved it. Often had I + spent half the night there thinking of her. + + </p> + <p> + It was very dark that night: the sky all + veiled, no light anywhere a night like + November. One would have said there + was snow in the air. I think I must have + slept toward morning (I have observed + throughout that the preliminaries of these + occurrences have always been veiled in + sleep), and when I woke suddenly it was + to find myself, if I may so speak, the subject + of a struggle. The struggle was within + me, yet it was not I. In my mind there + was a desire to rise from where I sat and + go away, I could not tell where or why; + but something in me said stay, and my + limbs were as heavy as lead. I could not + move; I sat still against my will; against + one part of my will—but the other was + obstinate and would not let me go. Thus + a combat took place within me of which I + knew not the meaning. While it went on + I began to hear the sound of many feet, + the opening of doors, the people pouring + out into the streets. This gave me no + surprise; it seemed to me that I understood + why it was; only in my own case, I knew + nothing. I listened to the steps pouring + past, going on and on, faintly dying away + in the distance, and there was a great stillness. + I then became convinced, though I + cannot tell how, that I was the only living + man left in Semur; but neither did this + trouble me. The struggle within me came + to an end, and I experienced a great calm. + + </p> + <p> + I cannot tell how long it was till I perceived + a change in the air, in the darkness + round me. It was like the movement of + some one unseen. I have felt such a sensation + in the night, when all was still, + before now. I saw nothing. I heard + nothing. Yet I was aware, I cannot tell + how, that there was a great coming and + going, and the sensation as of a multitude + in the air. I then rose and went into my + house, where Leocadie, my old housekeeper, + had shut all the doors so carefully + when she went to bed. They were now + all open, even the door of my wife's room + of which I kept always the key, and where + no one entered but myself; the windows + also were open. I looked out upon the + Grande Rue, and all the other houses were + like mine. Everything was open, doors + and windows, and the streets were full. + There was in them a flow and movement + of the unseen, without a sound, sensible + only to the soul. I cannot describe it, for + I neither heard nor saw, but felt. I have + often been in crowds; I have lived in + Paris, and once passed into England, and + walked about the London streets. But + never, it seemed to me, never was I aware + of so many, of so great a multitude. I + stood at my open window, and watched as + in a dream. M. le Maire is aware that his + house is visible from mine. Towards that + a stream seemed to be always going, and + at the windows and in the doorways was a + sensation of multitudes like that which I + have already described. Gazing out thus + upon the revolution which was happening + before my eyes, I did not think of my own + house or what was passing there, till suddenly, + in a moment, I was aware that some + one had come in to me. Not a crowd as + elsewhere; one. My heart leaped up like + a bird let loose; it grew faint within me + with joy and fear. I was giddy so that I + could not stand. I called out her name, + but low, for I was too happy, I had no + voice. Besides was it needed, when heart + already spoke to heart? + + </p> + <p> + I had no answer, but I needed none. I + laid myself down on the floor where her + feet would be. Her presence wrapped me + round and round. It was beyond speech. + Neither did I need to see her face, nor to + touch her hand. She was more near to + me, more near, than when I held her in my + arms. How long it was so, I cannot tell; + it was long as love, yet short as the drawing + of a breath. I knew nothing, felt + nothing but Her, alone; all my wonder + and desire to know departed from me. + We said to each other everything without + words—heart overflowing into heart. It + was beyond knowledge or speech. + + </p> + <p> + But this is not of public signification that + I should occupy with it the time of M. le + Maire. + + </p> + <p> + After a while my happiness came to an + end. I can no more tell how, than I can + tell how it came. One moment, I was + warm in her presence; the next, I was + alone. I rose up staggering with blindness + and woe—could it be that already, already + it was over? I went out blindly following + after her. My God, I shall follow, I shall + follow, till life is over. She loved me; but + she was gone. + + </p> + <p> + Thus, despair came to me at the very + moment when the longing of my soul was + satisfied and I found myself among the + unseen; but I cared for knowledge no + longer, I sought only her. I lost a portion + of my time so. I regret to have to confess + it to M. le Maire. Much that I might + have learned will thus remain lost to my + fellow-citizens and the world. We are + made so. What we desire eludes us at the + moment of grasping it—or those affections + which are the foundation of our lives preoccupy + us, and blind the soul. Instead of + endeavouring to establish my faith and + enlighten my judgment as to those + mysteries which have been my life-long + study, all higher purpose departed from me; + and I did nothing but rush through the + city, groping among those crowds, seeing + nothing, thinking of nothing—save of One. + + </p> + <p> + From this also I awakened as out of a + dream. What roused me was the pealing + of the Cathedral bells. I was made to + pause and stand still, and return to myself. + Then I perceived, but dimly, that the + thing which had happened to me was that + which I had desired all my life. I leave + this explanation of my failure [Footnote: The reader will remember that the ringing of the + Cathedral bells happened in fact very soon after the + exodus of the citizens; so that the self-reproaches of M. + Lecamus had less foundation than he thought.] + in public + duty to the charity of M. le Maire. + + </p> + <p> + The bells of the Cathedral brought me + back to myself—to that which we call + reality in our language; but of all that was + around me when I regained consciousness, + it now appeared to me that I only was a + dream. I was in the midst of a world + where all was in movement. What the + current was which flowed around me I + know not; if it was thought which becomes + sensible among spirits, if it was action, I + cannot tell. But the energy, the force, the + living that was in them, that could no one + misunderstand. I stood in the streets, + lagging and feeble, scarcely able to wish, + much less to think. They pushed against + me, put me aside, took no note of me. In + the unseen world described by a poet whom + M. le Maire has probably heard of, the + man who traverses Purgatory (to speak of + no other place) is seen by all, and is a + wonder to all he meets—his shadow, + his breath separate him from those around + him. But whether the unseen life has + changed, or if it is I who am not worthy + their attention, this I know that I stood in + our city like a ghost, and no one took any + heed of me. When there came back upon + me slowly my old desire to inquire, to + understand, I was met with this difficulty + at the first—that no one heeded me. I + went through and through the streets, + sometimes I paused to look round, to + implore that which swept by me to make + itself known. But the stream went along + like soft air, like the flowing of a river, + setting me aside from time to time, as the + air will displace a straw, or the water a + stone, but no more. There was neither + languor nor lingering. I was the only + passive thing, the being without occupation. + Would you have paused in your labours to + tell an idle traveller the meaning of our + lives, before the day when you left Semur? + Nor would they: I was driven hither and + thither by the current of that life, but no + one stepped forth out of the unseen to hear + my questions or to answer me how this + might be. + + </p> + <p> + You have been made to believe that all + was darkness in Semur. M. le Maire, it + was not so. The darkness wrapped the + walls as in a winding sheet; but within, + soon after you were gone, there arose a + sweet and wonderful light—a light that + was neither of the sun nor of the moon; + and presently, after the ringing of the bells; + the silence departed as the darkness had + departed. I began to hear, first a murmur, + then the sound of the going which I had + felt without hearing it—then a faint tinkle + of voices—and at the last, as my mind + grew attuned to these wonders, the very + words they said. If they spoke in our + language or in another, I cannot tell; but + I understood. How long it was before + the sensation of their presence was aided + by the happiness of hearing I know not, + nor do I know how the time has passed, or + how long it is, whether years or days, that + I have been in Semur with those who are + now there; for the light did not vary—there + was no night or day. All I know is + that suddenly, on awakening from a sleep + (for the wonder was that I could sleep, + sometimes sitting on the Cathedral steps, + sometimes in my own house; where sometimes + also I lingered and searched about + for the crusts that Leocadie had left), I + found the whole world full of sound. They + sang going in bands about the streets; + they talked to each other as they went + along every way. From the houses, all + open, where everyone could go who would, + there came the soft chiming of those voices. + And at first every sound was full of gladness + and hope. The song they sang first was + like this: ‘Send us, send us to our father's + house. Many are our brethren, many and + dear. They have forgotten, forgotten, + forgotten! But when we speak, then will + they hear.' And the others answered: + ‘We have come, we have come to the + house of our fathers. Sweet are the homes, + the homes we were born in. As we remember, + so will they remember. When we + speak, when we speak, they will hear.’ + Do not think that these were the words + they sang; but it was like this. And as + they sang there was joy and expectation + everywhere. It was more beautiful than + any of our music, for it was full of desire + and longing, yet hope and gladness; whereas + among us, where there is longing, it is + always sad. Later a great singer, I know + not who he was, one going past as on a + majestic soft wind, sang another song, of + which I shall tell you by and by. I do + not think he was one of them. They came + out to the windows, to the doors, into all + the streets and byways to hear him as he + went past. + + </p> + <p> + M. le Maire will, however, be good + enough to remark that I did not understand + all that I heard. In the middle of a + phrase, in a word half breathed, a sudden + barrier would rise. For a time I laboured + after their meaning, trying hard and vainly + to understand; but afterwards I perceived + that only when they spoke of Semur, of + you who were gone forth, and of what was + being done, could I make it out. At first + this made me only more eager to hear; + but when thought came, then I perceived + that of all my longing nothing was satisfied. + Though I was alone with the unseen, I + comprehended it not; only when it touched + upon what I knew, then I understood. + + </p> + <p> + At first all went well. Those who were + in the streets, and at the doors and windows + of the houses, and on the Cathedral + steps, where they seemed to throng, listening + to the sounding of the bells, spoke + only of this that they had come to do. Of + you and you only I heard. They said to + each other, with great joy, that the women + had been instructed, that they had listened, + and were safe. There was pleasure in all + the city. The singers were called forth, + those who were best instructed (so I judged + from what I heard), to take the place of + the warders on the walls; and all, as they + went along, sang that song: ‘Our brothers + have forgotten; but when we speak, they + will hear.’ How was it, how was it that + you did not hear? One time I was by the + river porte in a boat; and this song came + to me from the walls as sweet as Heaven. + Never have I heard such a song. The + music was beseeching, it moved the very + heart. ‘We have come out of the unseen,’ + they sang; ‘for love of you; believe us, + believe us! Love brings us back to earth; + believe us, believe us!’ How was it that you + did not hear? When I heard those singers + sing, I wept; they beguiled the heart out of + my bosom. They sang, they shouted, the + music swept about all the walls: ‘Love + brings us back to earth, believe us!’ M. le + Maire, I saw you from the river gate; there + was a look of perplexity upon your face; + and one put his curved hand to his ear as + if to listen to some thin far-off sound, when + it was like a storm, like a tempest of music! + + </p> + <p> + After that there was a great change in + the city. The choirs came back from the + walls marching more slowly, and with a + sighing through all the air. A sigh, nay, + something like a sob breathed through the + streets. ‘They cannot hear us, or they + will not hear us.’ Wherever I turned, this + was what I heard: ‘They cannot hear us.’ + The whole town, and all the houses that + were teeming with souls, and all the street, + where so many were coming and going + was full of wonder and dismay. (If you + will take my opinion, they know pain as + well as joy, M. le Maire, Those who are in + Semur. They are not as gods, perfect and + sufficing to themselves, nor are they all-knowing + and all-wise, like the good God. + They hope like us, and desire, and are + mistaken; but do no wrong. This is my + opinion. I am no more than other men, + that you should accept it without support; + but I have lived among them, and this is + what I think.) They were taken by surprise; + they did not understand it any more + than we understand when we have put + forth all our strength and fail. They were + confounded, if I could judge rightly. Then + there arose cries from one to another: ‘Do + you forget what was said to us?’ and, + ‘We were warned, we were warned.’ There + went a sighing over all the city: ‘They + cannot hear us, our voices are not as their + voices; they cannot see us. We have + taken their homes from them, and they + know not the reason.’ My heart was wrung + for their disappointment. I longed to tell + them that neither had I heard at once; but + it was only after a time that I ventured + upon this. And whether I spoke, and was + heard; or if it was read in my heart, I + cannot tell. There was a pause made + round me as if of wondering and listening, + and then, in a moment, in the twinkling of + an eye, a face suddenly turned and looked + into my face. + + </p> + <p> + M. le Maire, it was the face of your + father, Martin Dupin, whom I remember + as well as I remember my own father. He + was the best man I ever knew. It appeared + to me for a moment, that face alone, looking + at me with questioning eyes. + + </p> + <p> + There seemed to be agitation and doubt + for a time after this; some went out (so I + understood) on embassies among you, but + could get no hearing; some through the + gates, some by the river. And the bells + were rung that you might hear and know; + but neither could you understand the bells. + I wandered from one place to another, + listening and watching—till the unseen + became to me as the seen, and I thought + of the wonder no more. Sometimes there + came to me vaguely a desire to question + them, to ask whence they came and what + was the secret of their living, and why they + were here? But if I had asked who would + have heard me? and desire had grown + faint in my heart; all I wished for was + that you should hear, that you should + understand; with this wish Semur was + full. They thought but of this. They + went to the walls in bands, each in their + order, and as they came all the others + rushed to meet them, to ask, ‘What news?’ + I following, now with one, now with another, + breathless and footsore as they + glided along. It is terrible when flesh and + blood live with those who are spirits. I + toiled after them. I sat on the Cathedral + steps, and slept and waked, and heard the + voices still in my dream. I prayed, but it + was hard to pray. Once following a crowd + I entered your house, M. le Maire, and + went up, though I scarcely could drag + myself along. There many were assembled + as in council. Your father was at the head + of all. He was the one, he only, who + knew me. Again he looked at me and I + saw him, and in the light of his face an + assembly such as I have seen in pictures. + One moment it glimmered before me and + then it was gone. There were the captains + of all the bands waiting to speak, men and + women. I heard them repeating from one + to another the same tale. One voice was + small and soft like a child's; it spoke of + you. ‘We went to him,’ it said; and your + father, M. le Maire, he too joined in, and + said: ‘We went to him—but he could not + hear us.’ And some said it was enough—that + they had no commission from on high, + that they were but permitted—that it was + their own will to do it—and that the time + had come to forbear. + + </p> + <p> + Now, while I listened, my heart was + grieved that they should fail. This gave + me a wound for myself who had trusted in + them, and also for them. But I, who am + I, a poor man without credit among my + neighbours, a dreamer, one whom many + despise, that I should come to their aid? + Yet I could not listen and take no part. I + cried out: ‘Send me. I will tell them in + words they understand.’ The sound of my + voice was like a roar in that atmosphere. + It sent a tremble into the air. It seemed + to rend me as it came forth from me, and + made me giddy, so that I would have + fallen had not there been a support afforded + me. As the light was going out of my + eyes I saw again the faces looking at each + other, questioning, benign, beautiful heads + one over another, eyes that were clear as the + heavens, but sad. I trembled while I + gazed: there was the bliss of heaven in + their faces, yet they were sad. Then everything + faded. I was led away, I know not + how, and brought to the door and put forth. + I was not worthy to see the blessed grieve. + That is a sight upon which the angels look + with awe, and which brings those tears + which are salvation into the eyes of God. + + </p> + <p> + I went back to my house, weary yet calm. + There were many in my house; but because + my heart was full of one who was + not there, I knew not those who were there. + I sat me down where she had been. I was + weary, more weary than ever before, but + calm. Then I bethought me that I knew + no more than at the first, that I had lived + among the unseen as if they were my + neighbours, neither fearing them, nor hearing + those wonders which they have to tell. + As I sat with my head in my hands, two + talked to each other close by: ‘Is it true + that we have failed?’ said one; and the + other answered, ‘Must not all fail that is + not sent of the Father?’ I was silent; + but I knew them, they were the voices of + my father and my mother. I listened as + out of a faint, in a dream. + + </p> + <p> + While I sat thus, with these voices in my + ears, which a little while before would have + seemed to me more worthy of note than + anything on earth, but which now lulled me + and comforted me, as a child is comforted + by the voices of its guardians in the night, + there occurred a new thing in the city like + nothing I had heard before. It roused me + notwithstanding my exhaustion and stupor. + It was the sound as of some one passing + through the city suddenly and swiftly, + whether in some wonderful chariot, whether + on some sweeping mighty wind, I cannot + tell. The voices stopped that were conversing + beside me, and I stood up, and + with an impulse I could not resist went + out, as if a king were passing that way. + Straight, without turning to the right or + left, through the city, from one gate to + another, this passenger seemed going; and + as he went there was the sound as of a + proclamation, as if it were a herald denouncing + war or ratifying peace. Whosoever + he was, the sweep of his going moved + my hair like a wind. At first the proclamation + was but as a great shout, and I + could not understand it; but as he came + nearer the words became distinct. ‘Neither + will they believe—though one rose from + the dead.’ As it passed a murmur went + up from the city, like the voice of a great + multitude. Then there came sudden + silence. + + </p> + <p> + At this moment, for a time—M. le Maire + will take my statement for what it is worth—I + became unconscious of what passed + further. Whether weariness overpowered + me and I slept, as at the most terrible + moment nature will demand to do, or if I + fainted I cannot tell; but for a time I knew + no more. When I came to myself, I was + seated on the Cathedral steps with everything + silent around me. From thence + I rose up, moved by a will which was + not mine, and was led softly across the + Grande Rue, through the great square, + with my face towards the Porte St. + Lambert. I went steadily on without + hesitation, never doubting that the gates + would open to me, doubting nothing, + though I had never attempted to withdraw + from the city before. When I came to the + gate I said not a word, nor any one to me; + but the door rolled slowly open before me, + and I was put forth into the morning light, + into the shining of the sun. I have now + said everything I had to say. The message + I delivered was said through me, + I can tell no more. Let me rest a little; + figure to yourselves, I have known no night + of rest, nor eaten a morsel of bread for—did + you say it was but three days? + + </p> + </div> + <div class="teidiv"> + <h2><a name="C06"></a> + M. LE MAIRE RESUMES HIS NARRATIVE. + + </h2> + <p> + We re-entered by the door for foot-passengers + which is by the side of the great Porte + St. Lambert. + + </p> + <p> + I will not deny that my heart was, as one + may say, in my throat. A man does what + is his duty, what his fellow-citizens expect + of him; but that is not to say that he + renders himself callous to natural emotion. + My veins were swollen, the blood coursing + through them like a high-flowing river; + my tongue was parched and dry. I am not + ashamed to admit that from head to foot + my body quivered and trembled. I was + afraid—but I went forward; no man can do + more. As for M. le Curé he said not a + word. If he had any fears he concealed + them as I did. But his occupation is with + the ghostly and spiritual. To see men die, + to accompany them to the verge of the + grave, to create for them during the time + of their suffering after death (if it is true + that they suffer), an interest in heaven, + this his profession must necessarily give + him courage. My position is very different. + I have not made up my mind upon these + subjects. When one can believe frankly + in all the Church says, many things become + simple, which otherwise cause great difficulty + in the mind. The mysterious and + wonderful then find their natural place in + the course of affairs; but when a man + thinks for himself, and has to take everything + on his own responsibility, and make + all the necessary explanations, there is often + great difficulty. So many things will not + fit into their places, they straggle like + weary men on a march. One cannot put + them together, or satisfy one's self. + + </p> + <p> + The sun was shining outside the walls + when we re-entered Semur; but the first + step we took was into a gloom as black as + night, which did not re-assure us, it is unnecessary + to say. A chill was in the air, + of night and mist. We shivered, not with + the nerves only but with the cold. And as + all was dark, so all was still. I had expected + to feel the presence of those who + were there, as I had felt the crowd of the + invisible before they entered the city. But + the air was vacant, there was nothing but + darkness and cold. We went on for a + little way with a strange fervour of expectation. + At each moment, at each step, it + seemed to me that some great call must be + made upon my self-possession and courage, + some event happen; but there was nothing. + All was calm, the houses on either side of + the way were open, all but the office of the + <i>octroi</i> which was black as night with its + closed door. M. le Curé has told me since + that he believed Them to be there, though + unseen. This idea, however, was not in + my mind. I had felt the unseen multitude; + but here the air was free, there was no one + interposing between us, who breathed as + men, and the walls that surrounded us. + Just within the gate a lamp was burning, + hanging to its rope over our heads; and + the lights were in the houses as if some one + had left them there; they threw a strange + glimmer into the darkness, flickering in the + wind. By and by as we went on the + gloom lessened, and by the time we had + reached the Grande Rue, there was a clear + steady pale twilight by which we saw everything, + as by the light of day. + + </p> + <p> + We stood at the corner of the square + and looked round. Although still I heard + the beating of my own pulses loudly working + in my ears, yet it was less terrible than + at first. A city when asleep is wonderful + to look on, but in all the closed doors and + windows one feels the safety and repose + sheltered there which no man can disturb; + and the air has in it a sense of life, subdued, + yet warm. But here all was open, and all + deserted. The house of the miser Grosgain + was exposed from the highest to the + lowest, but nobody was there to search for + what was hidden. The hotel de Bois-Sombre, + with its great <i>porte-cochère,</i> always + so jealously closed; and my own house, + which my mother and wife have always + guarded so carefully, that no damp nor + breath of night might enter, had every + door and window wide open. Desolation + seemed seated in all these empty places. + I feared to go into my own dwelling. It + seemed to me as if the dead must be lying + within. <i>Bon Dieu!</i> Not a soul, not a + shadow; all vacant in this soft twilight; + nothing moving, nothing visible. The + great doors of the Cathedral were wide + open, and every little entry. How spacious + the city looked, how silent, how wonderful! + There was room for a squadron to + wheel in the great square, but not so + much as a bird, not a dog; all pale and + empty. We stood for a long time (or it + seemed a long time) at the corner, looking + right and left. We were afraid to + make a step farther. We knew not what + to do. Nor could I speak; there was + much I wished to say, but something + stopped my voice. + + </p> + <p> + At last M. le Curé found utterance. His + voice so moved the silence, that at first my + heart was faint with fear; it was hoarse, + and the sound rolled round the great square + like muffled thunder. One did not seem to + know what strange faces might rise at the + open windows, what terrors might appear. + But all he said was, ‘We are ambassadors + in vain.’ + + </p> + <p> + What was it that followed? My teeth + chattered. I could not hear. It was as if + ‘in vain!—in vain!’ came back in echoes, + more and more distant from every opening. + They breathed all around us, then were + still, then returned louder from beyond the + river. M. le Curé, though he is a spiritual + person, was no more courageous than I. + With one impulse, we put out our hands and + grasped each other. We retreated back + to back, like men hemmed in by foes, and + I felt his heart beating wildly, and he mine. + Then silence, silence settled all around. + + </p> + <p> It was now my turn to speak. I would + not be behind, come what might, though + my lips were parched with mental trouble. + + </p> + <p> + I said, ‘Are we indeed too late? Lecamus + must have deceived himself.’ + + </p> + <p> + To this there came no echo and no + reply, which would be a relief, you may + suppose; but it was not so. It was well-nigh + more appalling, more terrible than the + sound; for though we spoke thus, we did + not believe the place was empty. Those + whom we approached seemed to be wrapping + themselves in silence, invisible, waiting + to speak with some awful purpose + when their time came. + + </p> + <p> + There we stood for some minutes, like + two children, holding each other's hands, + leaning against each other at the corner of + the square—as helpless as children, waiting + for what should come next. I say it frankly, + my brain and my heart were one throb. + They plunged and beat so wildly that I + could scarcely have heard any other sound. + In this respect I think he was more calm. + There was on his face that look of intense + listening which strains the very soul. But + neither he nor I heard anything, not so + much as a whisper. At last, ‘Let us go + on,’ I said. We stumbled as we went, with + agitation and fear. We were afraid to turn + our backs to those empty houses, which + seemed to gaze at us with all their empty + windows pale and glaring. Mechanically, + scarce knowing what I was doing, I made + towards my own house. + + </p> + <p> + There was no one there. The rooms + were all open and empty. I went from + one to another, with a sense of expectation + which made my heart faint; but no one was + there, nor anything changed. Yet I do + wrong to say that nothing was changed. In + my library, where I keep my books, where + my father and grandfather conducted their + affairs, like me, one little difference struck + me suddenly, as if some one had dealt me + a blow. The old bureau which my grandfather + had used, at which I remember + standing by his knee, had been drawn from + the corner where I had placed it out of the + way (to make room for the furniture I preferred), + and replaced, as in old times, in the + middle of the room. It was nothing; yet + how much was in this! though only myself + could have perceived it. Some of the old + drawers were open, full of old papers. I + glanced over there in my agitation, to see if + there might be any writing, any message + addressed to me; but there was nothing, + nothing but this silent sign of those who + had been here. Naturally M. le Curé, + who kept watch at the door, was unacquainted + with the cause of my emotion. + The last room I entered was my wife's. + Her veil was lying on the white bed, as if + she had gone out that moment, and some + of her ornaments were on the table. It + seemed to me that the atmosphere of + mystery which filled the rest of the house + was not here. A ribbon, a little ring, what + nothings are these? Yet they make even + emptiness sweet. In my Agnès's room + there is a little shrine, more sacred to us + than any altar. There is the picture of our + little Marie. It is covered with a veil, embroidered + with needlework which it is a + wonder to see. Not always can even + Agnès bear to look upon the face of this + angel, whom God has taken from her. She + has worked the little curtain with lilies, with + white and virginal flowers; and no hand, + not even mine, ever draws it aside. What + did I see? The veil was boldly folded + away; the face of the child looked at me + across her mother's bed, and upon the frame + of the picture was laid a branch of olive, + with silvery leaves. I know no more but + that I uttered a great cry, and flung myself + upon my knees before this angel-gift. + What stranger could know what was in my + heart? M. le Curé, my friend, my brother, + came hastily to me, with a pale countenance; + but when he looked at me, he drew + back and turned away his face, and a sob + came from his breast. Never child had + called him father, were it in heaven, were + it on earth. Well I knew whose tender + fingers had placed the branch of olive + there. + + </p> + <p> + I went out of the room and locked the + door. It was just that my wife should find + it where it had been laid. + + </p> + <p> + I put my arm into his as we went + out once more into the street. That + moment had made us brother and brother. + And this union made us more strong. + Besides, the silence and the emptiness + began to grow less terrible to us. We + spoke in our natural voices as we came + out, scarcely knowing how great was the + difference between them and the whispers + which had been all we dared at first to + employ. Yet the sound of these louder + tones scared us when we heard them, for + we were still trembling, not assured of deliverance. + It was he who showed himself + a man, not I; for my heart was overwhelmed, + the tears stood in my eyes, I had + no strength to resist my impressions. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Martin Dupin,’ he said suddenly, ‘it is + enough. We are frightening ourselves + with shadows. We are afraid even of our + own voices. This must not be. Enough! + Whosoever they were who have been in + Semur, their visitation is over, and they are + gone.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘I think so,’ I said faintly; ‘but God + knows.’ Just then something passed me + as sure as ever man passed me. I started + back out of the way and dropped my friend's + arm, and covered my eyes with my hands. + It was nothing that could be seen; it was + an air, a breath. M. le Curé looked at me + wildly; he was as a man beside himself. + He struck his foot upon the pavement and + gave a loud and bitter cry. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Is it delusion?’ he said, ‘O my God! + or shall not even this, not even so much as + this be revealed to me?’ + + </p> + <p> + To see a man who had so ruled himself, + who had resisted every disturbance and + stood fast when all gave way, moved thus + at the very last to cry out with passion + against that which had been denied to him, + brought me back to myself. How often + had I read it in his eyes before! He—the + priest—the servant of the unseen—yet + to all of us lay persons had that been revealed + which was hid from him. A great + pity was within me, and gave me strength. + ‘Brother,’ I said, ‘we are weak. If we + saw heaven opened, could we trust to our + vision now? Our imaginations are masters + of us. So far as mortal eye can see, we + are alone in Semur. Have you forgotten + your psalm, and how you sustained us at + the first? And now, your Cathedral is + open to you, my brother. <i>Lætatus sum</i>,’ I + said. It was an inspiration from above, + and no thought of mine; for it is well + known, that though deeply respectful, I + have never professed religion. With one + impulse we turned, we went together, as in + a procession, across the silent place, and + up the great steps. We said not a word + to each other of what we meant to do. + All was fair and silent in the holy place; + a breath of incense still in the air; a murmur + of psalms (as one could imagine) far + up in the high roof. There I served, while + he said his mass. It was for my friend + that this impulse came to my mind; but I + was rewarded. The days of my childhood + seemed to come back to me. All trouble, + and care, and mystery, and pain, seemed + left behind. All I could see was the + glimmer on the altar of the great candle-sticks, + the sacred pyx in its shrine, the + chalice, and the book. I was again an + <i>enfant de chœur</i> robed in white, like the + angels, no doubt, no disquiet in my soul—and + my father kneeling behind among the + faithful, bowing his head, with a sweetness + which I too knew, being a father, because + it was his child that tinkled the bell and + swung the censer. Never since those days + have I served the mass. My heart grew + soft within me as the heart of a little child. + The voice of M. le Curé was full of tears—it + swelled out into the air and filled the + vacant place. I knelt behind him on the + steps of the altar and wept. + + </p> + <p> + Then there came a sound that made our + hearts leap in our bosoms. His voice + wavered as if it had been struck by a strong + wind; but he was a brave man, and he + went on. It was the bells of the Cathedral + that pealed out over our heads. In the + midst of the office, while we knelt all alone, + they began to ring as at Easter or some + great festival. At first softly, almost sadly, + like choirs of distant singers, that died + away and were echoed and died again; + then taking up another strain, they rang + out into the sky with hurrying notes and + clang of joy. The effect upon myself was + wonderful. I no longer felt any fear. The + illusion was complete. I was a child again, + serving the mass in my little surplice—aware + that all who loved me were kneeling + behind, that the good God was smiling, + and the Cathedral bells ringing out their + majestic Amen. + + </p> + <p> + M. le Curé came down the altar steps + when his mass was ended. Together we + put away the vestments and the holy + vessels. Our hearts were soft; the weight + was taken from them. As we came out + the bells were dying away in long and low + echoes, now faint, now louder, like mingled + voices of gladness and regret. And whereas + it had been a pale twilight when we entered, + the clearness of the day had rolled sweetly + in, and now it was fair morning in all the + streets. We did not say a word to each + other, but arm and arm took our way to + the gates, to open to our neighbours, to call + all our fellow-citizens back to Semur. + + </p> + <p> + If I record here an incident of another + kind, it is because of the sequel that + followed. As we passed by the hospital + of St. Jean, we heard distinctly, coming + from within, the accents of a feeble yet + impatient voice. The sound revived for + a moment the troubles that were stilled + within us—but only for a moment. This + was no visionary voice. It brought a smile + to the grave face of M. le Curé and tempted + me well nigh to laughter, so strangely did + this sensation of the actual, break and disperse + the visionary atmosphere. We went + in without any timidity, with a conscious + relaxation of the great strain upon us. In + a little nook, curtained off from the great + ward, lay a sick man upon his bed. ‘Is + it M. le Maire?’ he said; ‘à la bonne + heure! I have a complaint to make of the + nurses for the night. They have gone out + to amuse themselves; they take no notice + of poor sick people. They have known + for a week that I could not sleep; but + neither have they given me a sleeping + draught, nor endeavoured to distract me + with cheerful conversation. And to-day, + look you, M. le Maire, not one of the sisters + has come near me!’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Have you suffered, my poor fellow?’ + I said; but he would not go so far as + this. + + </p> + <p> + ‘I don't want to make complaints, M. le + Maire; but the sisters do not come themselves + as they used to do. One does not + care to have a strange nurse, when one + knows that if the sisters did their duty—But + if it does not occur any more I do not + wish it to be thought that I am the one to + complain.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Do not fear, mon ami,’ I said. ‘I will + say to the Reverend Mother that you have + been left too long alone.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘And listen, M. le Maire,’ cried the man; + ‘those bells, will they never be done? My + head aches with the din they make. How + can one go to sleep with all that riot in + one's ears?’ + + </p> + <p> + We looked at each other, we could not + but smile. So that which is joy and deliverance + to one is vexation to another. + As we went out again into the street the + lingering music of the bells died out, and + (for the first time for all these terrible days + and nights) the great clock struck the hour. + And as the clock struck, the last cloud + rose like a mist and disappeared in flying + vapours, and the full sunshine of noon + burst on Semur. + + </p> + </div> + <div class="teidiv"> + <h2><a name="C07"></a> + SUPPLEMENT BY M. DE BOIS-SOMBRE. + + </h2> + <p> + When M. le Maire disappeared within the + mist, we all remained behind with troubled + hearts. For my own part I was alarmed for + my friend. M. Martin Dupin is not noble. + He belongs, indeed, to the <i>haute bourgeoisie,</i> + and all his antecedents are most respectable; + but it is his personal character and + admirable qualities which justify me in + calling him my friend. The manner in + which he has performed his duties to his + fellow-citizens during this time of distress + has been sublime. It is not my habit to + take any share in public life; the unhappy + circumstances of France have made this + impossible for years. Nevertheless, I put + aside my scruples when it became necessary, + to leave him free for his mission. I gave + no opinion upon that mission itself, or how + far he was right in obeying the advice of + a hare-brained enthusiast like Lecamus. + Nevertheless the moment had come at + which our banishment had become intolerable. + Another day, and I should have + proposed an assault upon the place. Our + dead forefathers, though I would speak of + them with every respect, should not presume + upon their privilege. I do not pretend to + be braver than other men, nor have I shown + myself more equal than others to cope with + the present emergency. But I have the + impatience of my countrymen, and rather + than rot here outside the gates, parted + from Madame de Bois-Sombre and my + children, who, I am happy to state, are in + safety at the country house of the brave + Dupin, I should have dared any hazard. + This being the case, a new step of any kind + called for my approbation, and I could not + refuse under the circumstances—especially + as no ceremony of installation was required + or profession of loyalty to one government + or another—to take upon me the office of + coadjutor and act as deputy for my friend + Martin outside the walls of Semur. + + </p> + <p> + The moment at which I assumed the + authority was one of great discouragement + and depression. The men were tired to + death. Their minds were worn out as + well as their bodies. The excitement and + fatigue had been more than they could + bear. Some were for giving up the contest + and seeking new homes for themselves. + These were they, I need not remark, who + had but little to lose; some seemed to care + for nothing but to lie down and rest. + Though it produced a great movement + among us when Lecamus suddenly appeared + coming out of the city; and the undertaking + of Dupin and the excellent Curé was viewed + with great interest, yet there could not but + be signs apparent that the situation had + lasted too long. It was <i>tendu</i> in the + strongest degree, and when that is the case + a reaction must come. It is impossible + to say, for one thing, how treat was our + personal discomfort. We were as soldiers + campaigning without a commissariat, or + any precautions taken for our welfare; no + food save what was sent to us from La + Clairière and other places; no means of + caring for our personal appearance, in + which lies so much of the materials of self + respect. I say nothing of the chief features + of all—the occupation of our homes by + others—the forcible expulsion of which we + had been the objects. No one could have + been more deeply impressed than myself at + the moment of these extraordinary proceedings; + but we cannot go on with one + monotonous impression, however serious, + we other Frenchmen. Three days is a very + long time to dwell in one thought; I myself + had become impatient, I do not deny. + To go away, which would have been very + natural, and which Agathe proposed, was + contrary to my instincts and interests both. + I trust I can obey the logic of circumstances + as well as another; but to yield is + not easy, and to leave my hotel at Semur—now + the chief residence, alas! of the + Bois-Sombres—probably to the licence of + a mob—for one can never tell at what + moment Republican institutions may break + down and sink back into the chaos from + which they arose—was impossible. Nor + would I forsake the brave Dupin without + the strongest motive; but that the situation + was extremely <i>tendu</i>, and a reaction close + at hand, was beyond dispute. + + </p> + <p> + I resisted the movement which my excellent + friend made to take off and transfer + to me his scarf of office. These things are + much thought of among the <i>bourgeoisie</i>. + ‘<i>Mon ami</i>,’ I said, ‘you cannot tell what + use you may have for it; whereas our + townsmen know me, and that I am not one + to take up an unwarrantable position.’ We + then accompanied him to the neighbourhood + of the Porte St. Lambert. It was at + that time invisible; we could but judge + approximately. My men were unwilling + to approach too near, neither did I myself + think it necessary. We parted, after giving + the two envoys an honourable escort, + leaving a clear space between us and the + darkness. To see them disappear gave us + all a startling sensation. Up to the last + moment I had doubted whether they would + obtain admittance. When they disappeared + from our eyes, there came upon all of us an + impulse of alarm. I myself was so far + moved by it, that I called out after them + in a sudden panic. For if any catastrophe + had happened, how could I ever have forgiven + myself, especially as Madame Dupin + de la Clairière, a person entirely <i>comme il + faut</i>, and of the most distinguished character, + went after her husband, with a touching + devotion, following him to the very + edge of the darkness? I do not think, so + deeply possessed was he by his mission, + that he saw her. Dupin is very determined + in his way; but he is imaginative and + thoughtful, and it is very possible that, as + he required all his powers to brace him for + this enterprise, he made it a principle + neither to look to the right hand nor the + left. When we paused, and following after + our two representatives, Madame Dupin + stepped forth, a thrill ran through us all. + Some would have called to her, for I heard + many broken exclamations; but most of us + were too much startled to speak. We + thought nothing less than that she was + about to risk herself by going after them + into the city. If that was her intention—and + nothing is more probable; for women + are very daring, though they are timid—she + was stopped, it is most likely, by that + curious inability to move a step farther + which we have all experienced. We saw + her pause, clasp her hands in despair (or + it might be in token of farewell to her + husband), then, instead of returning, seat + herself on the road on the edge of the + darkness. It was a relief to all who were + looking on to see her there. + + </p> + <p> + In the reaction after that excitement I + found myself in face of a great difficulty—what + to do with my men, to keep them + from demoralisation. They were greatly + excited; and yet there was nothing to be + done for them, for myself, for any of us, + but to wait. To organise the patrol again, + under the circumstances, would have been + impossible. Dupin, perhaps, might have + tried it with that <i>bourgeois</i> determination + which so often carries its point in spite of + all higher intelligence; but to me, who + have not this commonplace way of looking + at things, it was impossible. The worthy + soul did not think in what a difficulty he + left us. That intolerable, good-for-nothing + Jacques Richard (whom Dupin protects + unwisely, I cannot tell why), and who was + already half-seas-over, had drawn several + of his comrades with him towards the + <i>cabaret</i>, which was always a danger to us. + ‘We will drink success to M. le Maire,’ he + said, ‘<i>mes bons amis</i>! That can do no + one any harm; and as we have spoken up, + as we have empowered him to offer handsome + terms to <i>Messieurs les Morts</i>——’ + + </p> + <p> + It was intolerable. Precisely at the + moment when our fortune hung in the + balance, and when, perhaps, an indiscreet + word—‘Arrest that fellow,’ I said. + ‘Riou, you are an official; you understand + your duty. Arrest him on the spot, + and confine him in the tent out of the + way of mischief. Two of you mount + guard over him. And let a party be told + off, of which you will take the command, + Louis Bertin, to go at once to La Clairière + and beg the Reverend Mothers of the + hospital to favour us with their presence. + It will be well to have those excellent + ladies in our front whatever happens; and + you may communicate to them the unanimous + decision about their chapel. You, + Robert Lemaire, with an escort, will proceed + to the <i>campagne</i> of M. Barbou, and + put him in possession of the circumstances. + Those of you who have a natural wish to + seek a little repose will consider yourselves + as discharged from duty and permitted to + do so. Your Maire having confided to me + his authority—not without your consent—(this + I avow I added with some difficulty, + for who cared for their assent? but a Republican + Government offers a premium to + every insincerity), I wait with confidence + to see these dispositions carried out.’ + + </p> + <p> + This, I am happy to say, produced the + best effect. They obeyed me without + hesitation; and, fortunately for me, slumber + seized upon the majority. Had it not been + for this, I can scarcely tell how I should + have got out of it. I felt drowsy myself, + having been with the patrol the greater + part of the night; but to yield to such weakness + was, in my position, of course impossible. + + </p> + <p> + This, then, was our attitude during the + last hours of suspense, which were perhaps + the most trying of all. In the distance + might be seen the little bands marching + towards La Clairière, on one side, and M. + Barbou's country-house (‘La Corbeille des + Raisins’) on the other. It goes without + saying that I did not want M. Barbou, but + it was the first errand I could think of. + Towards the city, just where the darkness + began that enveloped it, sat Madame Dupin. + That <i>sainte femme</i> was praying for her husband, + who could doubt? And under the + trees, wherever they could find a favourable + spot, my men lay down on the grass, and + most of them fell asleep. My eyes were + heavy enough, but responsibility drives + away rest. I had but one nap of five + minutes' duration, leaning against a tree, + when it occurred to me that Jacques + Richard, whom I sent under escort half-drunk + to the tent, was not the most admirable + companion for that poor visionary + Lecamus, who had been accommodated + there. I roused myself, therefore, though + unwillingly, to see whether these two, so + discordant, could agree. + + </p> + <p> + I met Lecamus at the tent-door. He + was coming out, very feeble and tottering, + with that dazed look which (according to + me) has always been characteristic of him. + He had a bundle of papers in his hand. + He had been setting in order his report of + what had happened to him, to be submitted + to the Maire. ‘Monsieur,’ he said, with + some irritation (which I forgave him), ‘you + have always been unfavourable to me. I + owe it to you that this unhappy drunkard + has been sent to disturb me in my feebleness + and the discharge of a public duty.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘My good Monsieur Lecamus,’ said I, + ‘you do my recollection too much honour. + The fact is, I had forgotten all about you + and your public duty. Accept my excuses. + Though indeed your supposition that I + should have taken the trouble to annoy + you, and your description of that good-for-nothing + as an unhappy drunkard, are signs + of intolerance which I should not have + expected in a man so favoured.’ + + </p> + <p> + This speech, though too long, pleased + me, for a man of this species, a revolutionary + (are not all visionaries revolutionaries?) + is always, when occasion offers, to + be put down. He disarmed me, however, + by his humility. He gave a look round. + ‘Where can I go?’ he said, and there was + pathos in his voice. At length he perceived + Madame Dupin sitting almost + motionless on the road. ‘Ah!’ he said, + ‘there is my place.’ The man, I could + not but perceive, was very weak. His + eyes were twice their natural size, his face + was the colour of ashes; through his whole + frame there was a trembling; the papers + shook in his hand. A compunction seized + my mind: I regretted to have sent that + piece of noise and folly to disturb a poor + man so suffering and weak. ‘Monsieur + Lecamus,’ I said, ‘forgive me. I acknowledge + that it was inconsiderate. Remain + here in comfort, and I will find for this + unruly fellow another place of confinement.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Nay,’ he said, ‘there is my place,’ pointing + to where Madame Dupin sat. I felt + disposed for a moment to indulge in a + pleasantry, to say that I approved his taste; + but on second thoughts I forebore. He + went tottering slowly across the broken + ground, hardly able to drag himself along. + ‘Has he had any refreshment?’ I asked + of one of the women who were about. + They told me yes, and this restored my + composure; for after all I had not meant + to annoy him, I had forgotten he was there—a + trivial fault in circumstances so exciting. + I was more easy in my mind, however, + I confess it, when I saw that he had + reached his chosen position safely. The + man looked so weak. It seemed to me that + he might have died on the road. + + </p> + <p> + I thought I could almost perceive the + gate, with Madame Dupin seated under + the battlements, her charming figure relieved + against the gloom, and that poor + Lecamus lying, with his papers fluttering + at her feet. This was the last thing I was + conscious of. + + </p> + </div> + <div class="teidiv"> + <h2><a name="C08"></a> + EXTRACT FROM THE NARRATIVE OF + MADAME DUPIN DE LA CLAIRIÈRE + (née DE CHAMPFLEURIE). + + </h2> + <p> + I went with my husband to the city gate. + I did not wish to distract his mind from + what he had undertaken, therefore I took + care he should not see me; but to follow + close, giving the sympathy of your whole + heart, must not that be a support? If I + am asked whether I was content to let him + go, I cannot answer yes; but had another + than Martin been chosen, I could not have + borne it. What I desired, was to go myself. + I was not afraid: and if it had + proved dangerous, if I had been broken + and crushed to pieces between the seen + and the unseen, one could not have had a + more beautiful fate. It would have made + me happy to go. But perhaps it was + better that the messenger should not be a + woman; they might have said it was delusion, + an attack of the nerves. We are not + trusted in these respects, though I find it + hard to tell why. + + </p> + <p> + But I went with Martin to the gate. + To go as far as was possible, to be as near + as possible, that was something. If there + had been room for me to pass, I should + have gone, and with such gladness! for + God He knows that to help to thrust my + husband into danger, and not to share it, + was terrible to me. But no; the invisible + line was still drawn, beyond which I could + not stir. The door opened before him, + and closed upon me. But though to see + him disappear into the gloom was anguish, + yet to know that he was the man by whom + the city should be saved was sweet. I sat + down on the spot where my steps were + stayed. It was close to the wall, where + there is a ledge of stonework round the + basement of the tower. There I sat down + to wait till he should come again. + + </p> + <p> + If any one thinks, however, that we, who + were under the shelter of the roof of La + Clairière were less tried than our husbands, + it is a mistake; our chief grief + was that we were parted from them, not + knowing what suffering, what exposure they + might have to bear, and knowing that they + would not accept, as most of us were willing + to accept, the interpretation of the + mystery; but there was a certain comfort + in the fact that we had to be very busy, + preparing a little food to take to them, and + feeding the others. La Clairière is a little + country house, not a great château, and it + was taxed to the utmost to afford some + covert to the people. The children were + all sheltered and cared for; but as for the + rest of us we did as we could. And how + gay they were, all the little ones! What + was it to them all that had happened? It + was a fête for them to be in the country, + to be so many together, to run in the fields + and the gardens. Sometimes their laughter + and their happiness were more than we + could bear. Agathe de Bois-Sombre, who + takes life hardly, who is more easily deranged + than I, was one who was much disturbed + by this. But was it not to preserve + the children that we were commanded to + go to La Clairière? Some of the women + also were not easy to bear with. When + they were put into our rooms they too + found it a fête, and sat down among the + children, and ate and drank, and forgot + what it was; what awful reason had driven + us out of our + homes. These were not, oh + let no one think so! the majority; but + there were some, it cannot be denied; and + it was difficult for me to calm down Bonne + Maman, and keep her from sending them + away with their babes. ‘But they are + <i>misérables</i>,’ she said. 'If they were to + wander and be lost, if they were to suffer + as thou sayest, where would be the harm? + I have no patience with the idle, with those + who impose upon thee.’ It is possible that + Bonne Maman was right—but what then? + ‘Preserve the children and the sick,’ was + the mission that had been given to me. + My own room was made the hospital. + Nor did this please Bonne Maman. She + bid me if I did not stay in it myself to give + it to the Bois-Sombres, to some who deserved + it. But is it not they who need + most who deserve most? Bonne Maman + cannot bear that the poor and wretched + should live in her Martin's chamber. He is + my Martin no less. But to give it up to our + Lord is not that to sanctify it? There are + who have put Him into their own bed + when they imagined they were but sheltering + a sick beggar there; that He should + have the best was sweet to me: and could + not I pray all the better that our Martin + should be enlightened, should come to the + true sanctuary? When I said this Bonne + Maman wept. It was the grief of her + heart that Martin thought otherwise than + as we do. Nevertheless she said, ‘He is + so good; the <i>bon Dieu</i> knows how good + he is;' as if even his mother could know + that so well as I! + + </p> + <p> + But with the women and the children + crowding everywhere, the sick in my + chamber, the helpless in every corner, it + will be seen that we, too, had much to do. + And our hearts were elsewhere, with those + who were watching the city, who were face + to face with those in whom they had not + believed. We were going and coming all + day long with food for them, and there + never was a time of the night or day that + there were not many of us watching on + the brow of the hill to see if any change + came in Semur. Agathe and I, and our + children, were all together in one little + room. She believed in God, but it was + not any comfort to her; sometimes she + would weep and pray all day long; sometimes + entreat her husband to abandon the + city, to go elsewhere and live, and fly from + this strange fate. She is one who cannot + endure to be unhappy—not to have what + she wishes. As for me, I was brought up + in poverty, and it is no wonder if I can more + easily submit. She was not willing that + I should come this morning to Semur. In + the night the Mère Julie had roused us, + saying she had seen a procession of angels + coming to restore us to the city. Ah! to + those who have no knowledge it is easy to + speak of processions of angels. But to + those who have seen what an angel is—how + they flock upon us unawares in the + darkness, so that one is confused, and scarce + can tell if it is reality or a dream; to those + who have heard a little voice soft as the + dew coming out of heaven! I said to them—for + all were in a great tumult—that the + angels do not come in processions, they + steal upon us unaware, they reveal themselves + in the soul. But they did not + listen to me; even Agathe took pleasure in + hearing of the revelation. As for me, I had + denied myself, I had not seen Martin for a + night and a day. I took one of the great + baskets, and I went with the women who + were the messengers for the day. A purpose + formed itself in my heart, it was to + make my way into the city, I know not + how, and implore them to have pity upon + us before the people were distraught. + Perhaps, had I been able to refrain from + speaking to Martin, I might have found + the occasion I wished; but how could I + conceal my desire from my husband? And + now all is changed, I am rejected and he is + gone. He was more worthy. Bonne + Maman is right. Our good God, who is + our father, does He require that one should + make profession of faith, that all should + be alike? He sees the heart; and to + choose my Martin, does not that prove + that He loves best that which is best, not + I, or a priest, or one who makes professions? + Thus, I sat down at the gate with + a great confidence, though also a trembling + in my heart. He who had known how to + choose him among all the others, would + not He guard him? It was a proof to me + once again that heaven is true, that the + good God loves and comprehends us all, + to see how His wisdom, which is unerring, + had chosen the best man in Semur. + + </p> + <p> + And M. le Curé, that goes without saying, + he is a priest of priests, a true servant + of God. + + </p> + <p> + I saw my husband go: perhaps, God + knows, into danger, perhaps to some encounter + such as might fill the world with + awe—to meet those who read the thought + in your mind before it comes to your lips. + Well! there is no thought in Martin that is + not noble and true. Me, I have follies in + my heart, every kind of folly; but he!—the + tears came in a flood to my eyes, but I + would not shed them, as if I were weeping + for fear and sorrow—no—but for happiness + to know that falsehood was not in him. + My little Marie, a holy virgin, may look + into her father's heart—I do not fear the + test. + + </p> + <p> + The sun came warm to my feet as I sat + on the foundation of our city, but the projection + of the tower gave me a little shade. + All about was a great peace. I thought of + the psalm which says, ‘He will give it to + His beloved sleeping’—that is true; but + always there are some who are used as + instruments, who are not permitted to sleep. + The sounds that came from the people + gradually ceased; they were all very quiet. + M. de Bois-Sombre I saw at a distance + making his dispositions. Then M. Paul + Lecamus, whom I had long known, came + up across the field, and seated himself close + to me upon the road. I have always had a + great sympathy with him since the death of + his wife; ever since there has been an abstraction + in his eyes, a look of desolation. + He has no children or any one to bring him + back to life. Now, it seemed to me that + he had the air of a man who was dying. + He had been in the city while all of us had + been outside. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Monsieur Lecamus,’ I said, ‘you look + very ill, and this is not a place for you. + Could not I take you somewhere, where + you might be more at your ease?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘It is true, Madame,’ he said, ‘the road + is hard, but the sunshine is sweet; and + when I have finished what I am writing + for M. le Maire, it will be over. There + will be no more need—’ + + </p> + <p> + I did not understand what he meant. + I asked him to let me help him, but he + shook his head. His eyes were very + hollow, in great caves, and his face was the + colour of ashes. Still he smiled. ‘I thank + you, Madame,’ he said, ‘infinitely; everyone + knows that Madame Dupin is kind; + but when it is done, I shall be free.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘I am sure, M. Lecamus, that my husband—that + M. le Maire—would not wish + you to trouble yourself, to be hurried—’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘No,’ he said, ‘not he, but I. Who else + could write what I have to write? It must + be done while it is day.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Then there is plenty of time, M. Lecamus. + All the best of the day is yet to + come; it is still morning. If you could + but get as far as La Clairière. There we + would nurse you—restore you.’ + + </p> + <p> + He shook his head. ‘You have enough + on your hands at La Clairière,’ he said; + and then, leaning upon the stones, he began + to write again with his pencil. After a + time, when he stopped, I ventured to ask—‘Monsieur + Lecamus, is it, indeed, Those——whom + we have known, who are in + Semur?’ + + </p> + <p> + He turned his dim eyes upon me. ‘Does + Madame Dupin,’ he said, ‘require to + ask?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘No, no. It is true. I have seen and + heard. But yet, when a little time passes, + you know? one wonders; one asks one's + self, was it a dream?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘That is what I fear,’ he said. ‘I, too, + if life went on, might ask, notwithstanding + all that has occurred to me, Was it a + dream?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘M. Lecamus, you will forgive me if I + hurt you. You saw—<i>her</i>?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘No. Seeing—what is seeing? It is + but a vulgar sense, it is not all; but I sat + at her feet. She was with me. We were + one, as of old——.’ A gleam of strange + light came into his dim eyes. ‘Seeing is + not everything, Madame.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘No, M. Lecamus. I heard the dear + voice of my little Marie.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Nor is hearing everything,’ he said + hastily. ‘Neither did she speak; but she + was there. We were one; we had no need + to speak. What is speaking or hearing + when heart wells into heart? For a very + little moment, only for a moment, Madame + Dupin.’ + + </p> + <p> + I put out my hand to him; I could not + say a word. How was it possible that she + could go away again, and leave him so + feeble, so worn, alone? + + </p> + <p> + ‘Only a very little moment,’ he said, + slowly. ‘There were other voices—but + not hers. I think I am glad it was in the + spirit we met, she and I—I prefer not to + see her till—after——’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Oh, M. Lecamus, I am too much of + the world! To see them, to hear them—it + is for this I long.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘No, dear Madame. I would not have + it till—after——. But I must make haste, + I must write, I hear the hum approaching——’ + + </p> + <p> + I could not tell what he meant; but I + asked no more. How still everything was + The people lay asleep on the grass, and I, + too, was overwhelmed by the great quiet. + I do not know if I slept, but I dreamed. + I saw a child very fair and tall always near + me, but hiding her face. It appeared to + me in my dream that all I wished for was + to see this hidden countenance, to know + her name; and that I followed and watched + her, but for a long time in vain. All at + once she turned full upon me, held out her + arms to me. Do I need to say who it was? + I cried out in my dream to the good God, + that He had done well to take her from + me—that this was worth it all. Was it a + dream? I would not give that dream for + rears of waking life. Then I started and + came back, in a moment, to the still morning + sunshine, the sight of the men asleep, + the roughness of the wall against which I + leant. Some one laid a hand on mine. I + opened my eyes, not knowing what it was—if + it might be my husband coming back, + or her whom I had seen in my dream. It + was M. Lecamus. He had risen up upon + his knees—his papers were all laid aside. + His eyes in those hollow caves were opened + wide, and quivering with a strange light. + He had caught my wrist with his worn + hand. ‘Listen!’ he said; his voice fell to + a whisper; a light broke over his face. + ‘Listen!’ he cried; ‘they are coming.’ + While he thus grasped my wrist, holding + up his weak and wavering body in that + strained attitude, the moments passed very + slowly. I was afraid of him, of his worn + face and thin hands, and the wild eagerness + about him. I am ashamed to say it, but so + it was. And for this reason it seemed long + to me, though I think not more than a minute, + till suddenly the bells rang out, sweet + and glad as they ring at Easter for the + resurrection. There had been ringing of + bells before, but not like this. With a start + and universal movement the sleeping men + got up from where they lay—not one but + every one, coming out of the little hollows + and from under the trees as if from graves. + They all sprang up to listen, with one impulse; + and as for me, knowing that Martin + was in the city, can it be wondered at if + my heart beat so loud that I was incapable + of thought of others! What brought me + to myself was the strange weight of M. + Lecamus on my arm. He put his other + hand upon me, all cold in the brightness, + all trembling. He raised himself thus + slowly to his feet. When I looked at him + I shrieked aloud. I forgot all else. His + face was transformed—a smile came upon + it that was ineffable—the light blazed up, + and then quivered and flickered in his eyes + like a dying flame. All this time he was + leaning his weight upon my arm. Then + suddenly he loosed his hold of me, stretched + out his hands, stood up, and—died. My + God! shall I ever forget him as he stood—his + head raised, his hands held out, his + lips moving, the eyelids opened wide with + a quiver, the light flickering and dying + He died first, standing up, saying something + with his pale lips—then fell. And it seemed + to me all at once, and for a moment, that I + heard a sound of many people marching + past, the murmur and hum of a great + multitude; and softly, softly I was put out + of the way, and a voice said, ‘<i>Adieu, ma + sœur</i>.’ ‘<i>Ma sœur</i>!’ who called me ‘<i>Ma + sœur</i>’? I have no sister. I cried out, + saying I know not what. They told me + after that I wept and wrung my hands, and + said, ‘Not thee, not thee, Marie!’ But + after that I knew no more. + + </p> + </div> + <div class="teidiv"> + <h2><a name="C09"></a> + THE NARRATIVE of MADAME VEUVE DUPIN + (née LEPELLETIER). + + </h2> + <p> + To complete the <i>procés verbal</i>, my son + wishes me to give my account of the things + which happened out of Semur during its + miraculous occupation, as it is his desire, + in the interests of truth, that nothing + should be left out. In this I find a great + difficulty for many reasons; in the first + place, because I have not the aptitude of + expressing myself in writing, and it may + well be that the phrases I employ may + fail in the correctness which good French + requires; and again, because it is my misfortune + not to agree in all points with my + Martin, though I am proud to think that + he is, in every relation of life, so good a + man, that the women of his family need not + hesitate to follow his advice—but necessarily + there are some points which one + reserves; and I cannot but feel the closeness + of the connection between the late + remarkable exhibition of the power of + Heaven and the outrage done upon the + good Sisters of St. Jean by the administration, + of which unfortunately my son is at + the head. I say unfortunately, since it is + the spirit of independence and pride in him + which has resisted all the warnings offered + by Divine Providence, and which refuses + even now to right the wrongs of the Sisters + of St. Jean; though, if it may be permitted + to me to say it, as his mother, it was very + fortunate in the late troubles that Martin + Dupin found himself at the head of the + Commune of Semur—since who else could + have kept his self-control as he did?—caring + for all things and forgetting nothing; who + else would, with so much courage, have + entered the city? and what other man, being + a person of the world and secular in all his + thoughts, as, alas! it is so common for men + to be, would have so nobly acknowledged + his obligations to the good God when our + misfortunes were over? My constant + prayers for his conversion do not make me + incapable of perceiving the nobility of his + conduct. When the evidence has been + incontestible he has not hesitated to make + a public profession of his gratitude, which + all will acknowledge to be the sign of a + truly noble mind and a heart of gold. + + </p> + <p> + I have long felt that the times were ripe + for some exhibition of the power of God. + Things have been going very badly + among us. Not only have the powers of + darkness triumphed over our holy church, + in a manner ever to be wept and mourned + by all the faithful, and which might have + been expected to bring down fire from + Heaven upon our heads, but the corruption + of popular manners (as might also have been + expected) has been daily arising to a pitch + unprecedented. The fêtes may indeed be + said to be observed, but in what manner? + In the cabarets rather than in the churches; + and as for the fasts and vigils, who thinks of + them? who attends to those sacred moments + of penitence? Scarcely even a few ladies + are found to do so, instead of the whole + population, as in duty bound. I have even + seen it happen that my daughter-in-law and + myself, and her friend Madame de Bois-Sombre, + and old Mère Julie from the + market, have formed the whole congregation. + Figure to yourself the <i>bon Dieu</i> and + all the blessed saints looking down from + heaven to hear—four persons only in our + great Cathedral! I trust that I know that + the good God does not despise even two or + three; but if any one will think of it—the + great bells rung, and the candles lighted, + and the curé in his beautiful robes, and all + the companies of heaven looking on—and + only us four! This shows the neglect of + all sacred ordinances that was in Semur. + While, on the other hand, what grasping + there was for money; what fraud and deceit; + what foolishness and dissipation! Even the + Mère Julie herself, though a devout person, + the pears she sold to us on the last market + day before these events, were far, very far, + as she must have known, from being + satisfactory. In the same way Gros-Jean, + though a peasant from our own village near + La Clairière, and a man for whom we have + often done little services, attempted to + impose upon me about the wood for the + winter's use, the very night before these + occurrences. ‘It is enough,’ I cried out, + ‘to bring the dead out of their graves.’ I + did not know—the holy saints forgive me!—how + near it was to the moment when this + should come true. + + </p> + <p> + And perhaps it is well that I should + admit without concealment that I am not + one of the women to whom it has been + given to see those who came back. There + are moments when I will not deny I have + asked myself why those others should + have been so privileged and never I. Not + even in a dream do I see those whom I + have lost; yet I think that I too have loved + them as well as any have been loved. I + have stood by their beds to the last; I + have closed their beloved eyes. <i>Mon + Dieu! mon Dieu!</i> have not I drunk of + that cup to the dregs? But never to me, + never to me, has it been permitted either + to see or to hear. <i>Bien</i>! it has been so + ordered. Agnès, my daughter-in-law, is a + good woman. I have not a word to say + against her; and if there are moments + when my heart rebels, when I ask myself + why she should have her eyes opened and + not I, the good God knows that I do not + complain against His will—it is in His + hand to do as He pleases. And if I + receive no privileges, yet have I the + privilege which is best, which is, as M. le + Curé justly observes, the highest of all— + that of doing my duty. In this I thank the + good Lord our Seigneur that my Martin + has never needed to be ashamed of his + mother. + + </p> + <p> + I will also admit that when it was first + made apparent to me—not by the sounds + of voices which the others heard, but by + the use of my reason which I humbly + believe is also a gift of God—that the way + in which I could best serve both those of + the city and my son Martin, who is over + them, was to lead the way with the children + and all the helpless to La Clairière, thus + relieving the watchers, there was for a + time a great struggle in my bosom. What + were they all to me, that I should desert + my Martin, my only son, the child of my + old age; he who is as his father, as dear, + and yet more dear, because he is his father's + son? ‘What! (I said in my heart) abandon + thee, my child? nay, rather abandon life + and every consolation; for what is life to + me but thee?’ But while my heart swelled + with this cry, suddenly it became apparent + to me how many there were holding up + their hands helplessly to him, clinging to + him so that he could not move. To whom + else could they turn? He was the one + among all who preserved his courage, who + neither feared nor failed. When those + voices rang out from the walls—which some + understood, but which I did not understand, + and many more with me—though my + heart was wrung with straining my ears to + listen if there was not a voice for me too, + yet at the same time this thought was + working in my heart. There was a poor + woman close to me with little children + clinging to her; neither did she know + what those voices said. Her eyes turned + from Semur, all lost in the darkness, to + the sky above us and to me beside her, all + confused and bewildered; and the children + clung to her, all in tears, crying with that + wail which is endless—the trouble of + childhood which does not know why it is + troubled. ‘Maman! Maman!’ they cried, + ‘let us go home.’ ‘Oh! be silent, my little + ones,’ said the poor woman; ‘be silent; + we will go to M. le Maire—he will not + leave us without a friend.’ It was then + that I saw what my duty was. But it was + with a pang—<i>bon Dieu!</i>—when I turned + my back upon my Martin, when I went + away to shelter, to peace, leaving my son + thus in face of an offended Heaven and all + the invisible powers, do you suppose it + was a whole heart I carried in my breast? + But no! it was nothing save a great ache—a + struggle as of death. But what of + that? I had my duty to do, as he had—and + as he did not flinch, so did not I; + otherwise he would have been ashamed of + his mother—and I? I should have felt + that the blood was not mine which ran in + his veins. + + </p> + <p> + No one can tell what it was, that march + to La Clairière. Agnès at first was like an + angel. I hope I always do Madame Martin + justice. She is a saint. She is good to the + bottom of her heart. Nevertheless, with + those natures which are enthusiast—which + are upborne by excitement—there is also a + weakness. Though she was brave as the + holy Pucelle when we set out, after a while + she flagged like another. The colour went + out of her face, and though she smiled + still, yet the tears came to her eyes, and + she would have wept with the other women, + and with the wail of the weary children, + and all the agitation, and the weariness, + and the length of the way, had not I + recalled her to herself. ‘Courage!’ I said + to her. ‘Courage, <i>ma fille!</i> We will + throw open all the chambers. I will give + up even that one in which my Martin + Dupin, the father of thy husband, died.’ + ‘<i>Ma mère</i>,’ she said, holding my hand to + her bosom, ‘he is not dead—he is in + Semur.’ Forgive me, dear Lord! It gave + me a pang that she could see him and not + I. ‘For me,’ I cried, ‘it is enough to + know that my good man is in heaven: his + room, which I have kept sacred, shall be + given up to the poor.’ But oh! the confusion + of the stumbling, weary feet; the + little children that dropped by the way, + and caught at our skirts, and wailed and + sobbed; the poor mothers with babes upon + each arm, with sick hearts and failing limbs. + One cry seemed to rise round us as we + went, each infant moving the others to + sympathy, till it rose like one breath, a wail + of ‘Maman! Maman!’ a cry that had no + meaning, through having so much meaning. + It was difficult not to cry out too in the + excitement, in the labouring of the long, + long, confused, and tedious way. ‘Maman! + Maman!’ The Holy Mother could not but + hear it. It is not possible but that she + must have looked out upon us, and heard + us, so helpless as we were, where she sits + in heaven. + + </p> + <p> + When we got to La Clairière we were + ready to sink down with fatigue like all the + rest—nay, even more than the rest, for we + were not used to it, and for my part I had + altogether lost the habitude of long walks. + But then you could see what Madame + Martin was. She is slight and fragile + and pale, not strong, as any one can perceive; + but she rose above the needs of the + body. She was the one among us who + rested not. We threw open all the rooms, + and the poor people thronged in. Old + Léontine, who is the <i>garde</i> of the house, + gazed upon us and the crowd whom we + brought with us with great eyes full of fear + and trouble. ‘But, Madame,’ she cried, + ‘Madame!’ following me as I went above + to the better rooms. She pulled me by my + robe. She pushed the poor women with + their children away. ‘<i>Allez donc, allez</i>!—rest + outside till these ladies have time to + speak to you,’ she said; and pulled me by my + sleeve. Then ‘Madame Martin is putting + all this <i>canaille</i> into our very chambers,’ + she cried. She had always distrusted + Madame Martin, who was taken by the + peasants for a clerical and a dévote, because + she was noble. ‘The <i>bon Dieu</i> be praised + that Madame also is here, who has sense + and will regulate everything.’ ‘These are + no <i>canaille,’</i> I said: ‘be silent, <i>ma bonne</i> + Léontine, here is something which you + cannot understand. This is Semur which + has come out to us for lodging.’ She let + the keys drop out of her hands. It was + not wonderful if she was amazed. All + day long she followed me about, her very + mouth open with wonder. ‘Madame Martin, + that understands itself,’ she would say. + ‘She is romanesque—she has imagination—but + Madame, Madame has <i>bon sens</i>—who + would have believed it of Madame?’ Léontine + had been my <i>femme de ménage</i> long + before there was a Madame Martin, when + my son was young; and naturally it was + of me she still thought. But I cannot + put down all the trouble we had ere we + found shelter for every one. We filled + the stables and the great barn, and all the + cottages near; and to get them food, and + to have something provided for those who + were watching before the city, and who + had no one but us to think of them, was a + task which was almost beyond our powers. + Truly it was beyond our powers—but the + Holy Mother of heaven and the good angels + helped us. I cannot tell to any one how + it was accomplished, yet it was accomplished. + The wail of the little ones ceased. + They slept that first night as if they had + been in heaven. As for us, when the night + came, and the dews and the darkness, it + seemed to us as if we were out of our + bodies, so weary were we, so weary that + we could not rest. From La Clairière on + ordinary occasions it is a beautiful sight to + see the lights of Semur shining in all the + high windows, and the streets throwing up + a faint whiteness upon the sky; but how + strange it was now to look down and see + nothing but a darkness—a cloud, which was + the city! The lights of the watchers in their + camp were invisible to us,—they were so + small and low upon the broken ground + that we could not see them. Our Agnès + crept close to me; we went with one + accord to the seat before the door. We + did not say ‘I will go,’ but went by one + impulse, for our hearts were there; and we + were glad to taste the freshness of the + night and be silent after all our labours. + We leant upon each other in our weariness. + ‘Ma mère,’ she said, ‘where is he now, our + Martin?’ and wept. ‘He is where there + is the most to do, be thou sure of that,’ + I cried, but wept not. For what did I + bring him into the world but for this + end? + + </p> + <p> + Were I to go day by day and hour by + hour over that time of trouble, the story + would not please any one. Many were + brave and forgot their own sorrows to + occupy themselves with those of others, + but many also were not brave. There + were those among us who murmured and + complained. Some would contend with us + to let them go and call their husbands, and + leave the miserable country where such + things could happen. Some would rave + against the priests and the government, + and some against those who neglected and + offended the Holy Church. Among them + there were those who did not hesitate to + say it was our fault, though how we were + answerable they could not tell. We were + never at any time of the day or night without + a sound of some one weeping or bewailing + herself, as if she were the only + sufferer, or crying out against those who + had brought her here, far from all her + friends. By times it seemed to me that I + could bear it no longer, that it was but + justice to turn those murmurers <i>(pleureuses)</i> + away, and let them try what better they + could do for themselves. But in this + point Madame Martin surpassed me. I do + not grudge to say it. She was better than + I was, for she was more patient. She wept + with the weeping women, then dried her + eyes and smiled upon them without a + thought of anger—whereas I could have + turned them to the door. One thing, however, + which I could not away with, was that + Agnès filled her own chamber with the + poorest of the poor. ‘How,’ I cried, thyself + and thy friend Madame de Bois-Sombre, + were you not enough to fill it, that you + should throw open that chamber to good-for-nothings, + to <i>va-nu-pieds</i>, to the very + rabble?’ ‘<i>Ma mère,’</i> said Madame Martin, + ‘our good Lord died for them.’ ‘And + surely for thee too, thou saint-imbécile!’ I + cried out in my indignation. What, my + Martin's chamber which he had adorned + for his bride! I was beside myself. And + they have an obstinacy these enthusiasts! + But for that matter her friend Madame + de Bois-Sombre thought the same. She + would have been one of the <i>pleureuses</i> herself + had it not been for shame. ‘Agnès + wishes to aid the <i>bon Dieu</i>, Madame,’ she + said, ‘to make us suffer still a little more.’ + The tone in which she spoke, and the + contraction in her forehead, as if our + hospitality was not enough for her, turned + my heart again to my daughter-in-law. + ‘You have reason, Madame,’ I cried; + ‘there are indeed many ways in which + Agnès does the work of the good God.’ + The Bois-Sombres are poor, they have + not a roof to shelter them save that + of the old hotel in Semur, from whence + they were sent forth like the rest of us. + And she and her children owed all to Agnès. + Figure to yourself then my resentment + when this lady directed her scorn at my + daughter-in-law. I am not myself noble, + though of the <i>haute bourgeoisie</i>, which some + people think a purer race. + + </p> + <p> + Long and terrible were the days we + spent in this suspense. For ourselves it + was well that there was so much to do—the + food to provide for all this multitude, + the little children to care for, and to prepare + the provisions for our men who were + before Semur. I was in the Ardennes during + the war, and I saw some of its perils—but + these were nothing to what we encountered + now. It is true that my son Martin + was not in the war, which made it very + different to me; but here the dangers were + such as we could not understand, and + they weighed upon our spirits. The seat + at the door, and that point where the road + turned, where there was always so beautiful + a view of the valley and of the town of + Semur—were constantly occupied by groups + of poor people gazing at the darkness in + which their homes lay. It was strange to + see them, some kneeling and praying with + moving lips; some taking but one look, + not able to endure the sight. I was of + these last. From time to time, whenever + I had a moment, I came out, I know not + why, to see if there was any change. But + to gaze upon that altered prospect for hours, + as some did, would have been intolerable to + me. I could not linger nor try to imagine + what might be passing there, either among + those who were within (as was believed), + or those who were without the walls. + Neither could I pray as many did. My + devotions of every day I will never, I trust, + forsake or forget, and that my Martin was + always in my mind is it needful to say? + But to go over and over all the vague fears + that were in me, and all those thoughts + which would have broken my heart had + they been put into words, I could not do + this even to the good Lord Himself. When + I suffered myself to think, my heart grew + sick, my head swam round, the light went + from my eyes. They are happy who can + do so, who can take the <i>bon Dieu</i> into their + confidence, and say all to Him; but me, I + could not do it. I could not dwell upon + that which was so terrible, upon my home + abandoned, my son—Ah! now that it is + past, it is still terrible to think of. And + then it was all I was capable of, to trust + my God and do what was set before me. + God, He knows what it is we can do and + what we cannot. I could not tell even to + Him all the terror and the misery and the + darkness there was in me; but I put my + faith in Him. It was all of which I was + capable. We are not made alike, neither + in the body nor in the soul. + + </p> + <p> + And there were many women like me at + La Clairière. When we had done each + piece of work we would look out with a + kind of hope, then go back to find something + else to do—not looking at each other, + not saying a word. Happily there was a + great deal to do. And to see how some of + the women, and those the most anxious, + would work, never resting, going on + from one thing to another, as if they were + hungry for more and more! Some did it + with their mouths shut close, with their + countenances fixed, not daring to pause or + meet another's eyes; but some, who were + more patient, worked with a soft word, + and sometimes a smile, and sometimes a + tear; but ever working on. Some of them + were an example to us all. In the morning, + when we got up, some from beds, + some from the floor,—I insisted that all + should lie down, by turns at least, for we + could not make room for every one at the + same hours,—the very first thought of all + was to hasten to the window, or, better, to + the door. Who could tell what might have + happened while we slept? For the first + moment no one would speak,—it was the + moment of hope—and then there would be + a cry, a clasping of the hands, which told—what + we all knew. The one of the women + who touched my heart most was the wife + of Riou of the <i>octroi</i>. She had been almost + rich for her condition in life, with a good + house and a little servant whom she + trained admirably, as I have had occasion + to know. Her husband and her son were + both among those whom we had left + under the walls of Semur; but she had + three children with her at La Clairière. + Madame Riou slept lightly, and so did I. + Sometimes I heard her stir in the middle of + the night, though so softly that no one woke. + We were in the same room, for it may be + supposed that to keep a room to one's self + was not possible. I did not stir, but lay + and watched her as she went to the window, + her figure visible against the pale dawning + of the light, with an eager quick movement + as of expectation—then turning back with + slower step and a sigh. She was always + full of hope. As the days went on, there + came to be a kind of communication between + us. We understood each other. + When one was occupied and the other + free, that one of us who went out to the + door to look across the valley where Semur + was would look at the other as if to say, + ‘I go.’ When it was Madame Riou who + did this, I shook my head, and she gave + me a smile which awoke at every repetition + (though I knew it was vain) a faint + expectation, a little hope. When she came + back, it was she who would shake her + head, with her eyes full of tears. ‘Did I + not tell thee?’ I said, speaking to her as if + she were my daughter. ‘It will be for + next time, Madame,’ she would say, and + smile, yet put her apron to her eyes. + There were many who were like her, and + there were those of whom I have spoken + who were <i>pleureuses</i>, never hoping anything, + doing little, bewailing themselves and their + hard fate. Some of them we employed to + carry the provisions to Semur, and this + amused them, though the heaviness of the + baskets made again a complaint. + + </p> + <p> + As for the children, thank God! they + were not disturbed as we were—to them it + was a beautiful holiday—it was like Heaven. + There is no place on earth that I love like + Semur, yet it is true that the streets are + narrow, and there is not much room for + the children. Here they were happy as + the day; they strayed over all our gardens + and the meadows, which were full of + flowers; they sat in companies upon the + green grass, as thick as the daisies themselves, + which they loved. Old Sister + Mariette, who is called Marie de la Consolation, + sat out in the meadow under an + acacia-tree and watched over them. She + was the one among us who was happy. + She had no son, no husband, among the + watchers, and though, no doubt, she loved + her convent and her hospital, yet she sat + all day long in the shade and in the full + air, and smiled, and never looked towards + Semur. ‘The good Lord will do as He + wills,’ she said, ‘and that will be well.’ It + was true—we all knew it was true; but it + might be—who could tell?—that it was His + will to destroy our town, and take away + our bread, and perhaps the lives of those + who were dear to us; and something came + in our throats which prevented a reply. + ‘<i>Ma sœur</i>,’ I said, ‘we are of the world, we + tremble for those we love; we are not as + you are.’ Sister Mariette did nothing but + smile upon us. ‘I have known my Lord + these sixty years,’ she said, ‘and He has + taken everything from me.’ To see her + smile as she said this was more than I + could bear. From me He had taken + something, but not all. Must we be + prepared to give up all if we would be + perfected? There were many of the + others also who trembled at these words. + ‘And now He gives me my consolation,’ + she said, and called the little ones round + her, and told them a tale of the Good + Shepherd, which is out of the holy Gospel. + To see all the little ones round her knees + in a crowd, and the peaceful face with + which she smiled upon them, and the + meadows all full of flowers, and the sunshine + coming and going through the + branches: and to hear that tale of Him + who went forth to seek the lamb that was + lost, was like a tale out of a holy book, + where all was peace and goodness and joy. + But on the other side, not twenty steps off, + was the house full of those who wept, and + at all the doors and windows anxious faces + gazing down upon that cloud in the valley + where Semur was. A procession of our + women was coming back, many with + lingering steps, carrying the baskets which + were empty. ‘Is there any news?’ we + asked, reading their faces before they could + answer. And some shook their heads, and + some wept. There was no other reply. + + </p> + <p> + On the last night before our deliverance, + suddenly, in the middle of the night, there + was a great commotion in the house. We + all rose out of our beds at the sound of the + cry, almost believing that some one at the + window had seen the lifting of the cloud, + and rushed together, frightened, yet all in + an eager expectation to hear what it was. + It was in the room where the old Mère + Julie slept that the disturbance was. Mère + Julie was one of the market-women of + Semur, the one I have mentioned who was + devout, who never missed the <i>Salut</i> in the + afternoon, besides all masses which are + obligatory. But there were other matters + in which she had not satisfied my mind, as + I have before said. She was the mother + of Jacques Richard, who was a good-for-nothing, + as is well known. At La Clairière + Mère Julie had enacted a strange part. + She had taken no part in anything that + was done, but had established herself in + the chamber allotted to her, and taken the + best bed in it, where she kept her place + night and day, making the others wait upon + her. She had always expressed a great + devotion for St. Jean; and the Sisters of + the Hospital had been very kind to her, and + also to her <i>vaurien</i> of a son, who was + indeed, in some manner, the occasion of all + our troubles—being the first who complained + of the opening of the chapel into the chief + ward, which was closed up by the administration, + and thus became, as I and many + others think, the cause of all the calamities + that have come upon us. It was her bed + that was the centre of the great commotion + we had heard, and a dozen voices immediately + began to explain to us as we entered. + ‘Mère Julie has had a dream. She has + seen a vision,’ they said. It was a vision + of angels in the most beautiful robes, all + shining with gold and whiteness. + + </p> + <p> + ‘The dress of the Holy Mother which she + wears on the great <i>fêtes</i> was nothing to them,’ + Mere Julie told us, when she had composed + herself. For all had run here and there at + her first cry, and procured for her a <i>tisane</i>, + and a cup of <i>bouillon</i>, and all that was good + for an attack of the nerves, which was what + it was at first supposed to be. ‘Their + wings were like the wings of the great + peacock on the terrace, but also like those + of eagles. And each one had a collar of + beautiful jewels about his neck, and robes + whiter than those of any bride.’ This was + the description she gave: and to see the + women how they listened, head above head, + a cloud of eager faces, all full of awe + and attention! The angels had promised + her that they would come again, when we + had bound ourselves to observe all the + functions of the Church, and when all these + Messieurs had been converted, and made + their submission—to lead us back gloriously + to Semur. There was a great tumult in + the chamber, and all cried out that they + were convinced, that they were ready to + promise. All except Madame Martin, who + stood and looked at them with a look which + surprised me, which was of pity rather than + sympathy. As there was no one else to + speak, I took the word, being the mother + of the present Maire, and wife of the last, + and in part mistress of the house. Had + Agnès spoken I would have yielded to + her, but as she was silent I took my + right. ‘Mère Julie,’ I said, ‘and mes + bonnes femmes, my friends, know you that + it is the middle of the night, the hour + at which we must rest if we are to be + able to do the work that is needful, which + the <i>bon Dieu</i> has laid upon us? It is not + from us—my daughter and myself—who, + it is well known, have followed all the + functions of the Church, that you will meet + with an opposition to your promise. But + what I desire is that you should calm yourselves, + that you should retire and rest till + the time of work, husbanding your strength, + since we know not what claim may be + made upon it. The holy angels,’ I said, + ‘will comprehend, or if not they, then the + <i>bon Dieu</i>, who understands everything.’ + + </p> + <p> + But it was with difficulty that I could induce + them to listen to me, to do that which + was reasonable. When, however, we had + quieted the agitation, and persuaded the + good women to repose themselves, it was + no longer possible for me to rest. I promised + to myself a little moment of quiet, for + my heart longed to be alone. I stole out + as quietly as I might, not to disturb any + one, and sat down upon the bench outside + the door. It was still a kind of half-dark, + nothing visible, so that if any one should + gaze and gaze down the valley, it was not + possible to see what was there: and I was + glad that it was not possible, for my very + soul was tired. I sat down and leant my + back upon the wall of our house, and opened + my lips to draw in the air of the morning. + How still it was! the very birds not yet + begun to rustle and stir in the bushes; the + night air hushed, and scarcely the first faint + tint of blue beginning to steal into the + darkness. When I had sat there a little, + closing my eyes, lo, tears began to steal + into them like rain when there has been a + fever of heat. I have wept in my time + many tears, but the time of weeping is over + with me, and through all these miseries I + had shed none. Now they came without + asking, like a benediction refreshing my + eyes. Just then I felt a soft pressure upon + my shoulder, and there was Agnès coming + close, putting her shoulder to mine, as was + her way, that we might support each other. + + </p> + <p> + ‘You weep, ma mère,’ she said. + + </p> + <p> + ‘I think it is one of the angels Mère + Julie has seen,’ said I. ‘It is a refreshment—a + blessing; my eyes were dry with + weariness.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Mother,’ said Madame Martin, ‘do you + think it is angels with wings like peacocks + and jewelled collars that our Father sends + to us? Ah, not so—one of those whom we + love has touched your dear eyes,’ and with + that she kissed me upon my eyes, taking me + in her arms. My heart is sometimes hard + to my son's wife, but not always—not with + my will, God knows! Her kiss was soft as + the touch of any angel could be. + + </p> + <p> + ‘God bless thee, my child,’ I said. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Thanks, thanks, ma mère!’ she cried. + ‘Now I am resolved; now will I go and + speak to Martin—of something in my + heart.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘What will you do, my child?’ I said, for + as the light increased I could see the + meaning in her face, and that it was + wrought up for some great thing. ‘Beware, + Agnès; risk not my son's happiness + by risking thyself; thou art more to Martin + than all the world beside.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘He loves thee dearly, mother,’ she said. + My heart was comforted. I was able to + remember that I too had had my day. + ‘He loves his mother, thank God, but not + as he loves thee. Beware, <i>ma fille</i>. If you + risk my son's happiness, neither will I forgive + you.’ She smiled upon me, and kissed + my hands. + + </p> + <p> + ‘I will go and take him his food and + some linen, and carry him your love and + mine.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘<i>You</i> will go, and carry one of those + heavy baskets with the others!’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Mother,’ cried Agnès, ‘now you shame + me that I have never done it before.’ + + </p> + <p> + What could I say? Those whose turn + it was were preparing their burdens to set + out. She had her little packet made up, + besides, of our cool white linen, which I + knew would be so grateful to my son. I + went with her to the turn of the road, helping + her with her basket; but my limbs + trembled, what with the long continuance + of the trial, what with the agitation of the + night. It was but just daylight when they + went away, disappearing down the long + slope of the road that led to Semur. I + went back to the bench at the door, and + there I sat down and thought. Assuredly + it was wrong to close up the chapel, to deprive + the sick of the benefit of the holy + mass. But yet I could not but reflect that + the <i>bon Dieu</i> had suffered still more great + scandals to take place without such a + punishment. When, however, I reflected + on all that has been done by those who + have no cares of this world as we have, + but are brides of Christ, and upon all they + resign by their dedication, and the claim + they have to be furthered, not hindered, in + their holy work: and when I bethought + myself how many and great are the powers + of evil, and that, save in us poor women + who can do so little, the Church has few + friends: then it came back to me how + heinous was the offence that had been + committed, and that it might well be that + the saints out of heaven should return to + earth to take the part and avenge the cause + of the weak. My husband would have + been the first to do it, had he seen with + my eyes; but though in the flesh he did + not do so, is it to be doubted that in heaven + their eyes are enlightened—those who have + been subjected to the cleansing fires and + have ascended into final bliss? This all + became clear to me as I sat and pondered, + while the morning light grew around me, + and the sun rose and shed his first rays, + which are as precious gold, on the summits + of the mountains—for at La Clairière we are + nearer the mountains than at Semur. + + </p> + <p> + The house was more still than usual, and + all slept to a later hour because of the agitation + of the past night. I had been seated, + like old sister Mariette, with my eyes turned + rather towards the hills than to the valley, + being so deep in my thoughts that I did + not look, as it was our constant wont to + look, if any change had happened over Semur. + Thus blessings come unawares when + we are not looking for them. Suddenly + I lifted my eyes—but not with expectation—languidly, + as one looks without thought. + Then it was that I gave that great cry + which brought all crowding to the windows, + to the gardens, to every spot from whence + that blessed sight was visible; for there + before us, piercing through the clouds, + were the beautiful towers of Semur, the + Cathedral with all its pinnacles, that are as + if they were carved out of foam, and the + solid tower of St. Lambert, and the others, + every one. They told me after that I flew, + though I am past running, to the farmyard + to call all the labourers and servants of the + farm, bidding them prepare every carriage + and waggon, and even the <i>charrettes</i>, to + carry back the children, and those who + could not walk to the city. + + </p> + <p> + ‘The men will be wild with privation + and trouble,’ I said to myself; ‘they will + want the sight of their little children, the + comfort of their wives.’ + + </p> + <p> + I did not wait to reason nor to ask myself + if I did well; and my son has told me + since that he scarcely was more thankful + for our great deliverance than, just + when the crowd of gaunt and weary men + returned into Semur, and there was a + moment when excitement and joy were at + their highest, and danger possible, to hear + the roll of the heavy farm waggons, and to + see me arrive, with all the little ones and + their mothers, like a new army, to take + possession of their homes once more. + + </p> + </div> + <div class="teidiv"> + <h2><a name="C10"></a> + M. LE MAIRE CONCLUDES HIS RECORD. + + </h2> + <p> + The narratives which I have collected from + the different eye-witnesses during the time + of my own absence, will show how everything + passed while I, with M. le Curé, was + recovering possession of our city. Many + have reported to me verbally the occurrences + of the last half-hour before my return; + and in their accounts there are naturally discrepancies, + owing to their different points + of view and different ways of regarding the + subject. But all are agreed that a strange + and universal slumber had seized upon all. + M. de Bois-Sombre even admits that he, + too, was overcome by this influence. They + slept while we were performing our dangerous + and solemn duty in Semur. But when + the Cathedral bells began to ring, with one + impulse all awoke; and starting from the + places where they lay, from the shade of the + trees and bushes and sheltering hollows, + saw the cloud and the mist and the darkness + which had enveloped Semur suddenly rise + from the walls. It floated up into the + higher air before their eyes, then was caught + and carried away, and flung about into + shreds upon the sky by a strong wind, of + which down below no influence was felt. + They all gazed, not able to get their breath, + speechless, beside themselves with joy, and + saw the walls reappear, and the roofs + of the houses, and our glorious Cathedral + against the blue sky. They stood for a + moment spell-bound. M. de Bois-Sombre + informs me that he was afraid of a wild rush + into the city, and himself hastened to the + front to lead and restrain it; when suddenly + a great cry rang through the air, and some + one was seen to fall across the high road, + straight in front of the Porte St. Lambert. + M. de Bois-Sombre was at once aware who + it was, for he himself had watched Lecamus + taking his place at the feet of my wife, who + awaited my return there. This checked + the people in their first rush towards their + homes; and when it was seen that Madame + Dupin had also sunk down fainting on the + ground after her more than human exertions + for the comfort of all, there was but one + impulse of tenderness and pity. When I + reached the gate on my return, I found my + wife lying there in all the pallor of death, + and for a moment my heart stood still + with sudden terror. What mattered Semur + to me, if it had cost me my Agnès? + or how could I think of Lecamus or any + other, while she lay between life and death? + I had her carried back to our own house. + She was the first to re-enter Semur; and + after a time, thanks be to God, she came + back to herself. But Paul Lecamus was + a dead man. No need to carry him in, to + attempt unavailing cares. ‘He has gone, + that one; he has marched with the others,’ + said the old doctor, who had served in his + day, and sometimes would use the language + of the camp. He cast but one glance at + him, and laid his hand upon his heart in + passing. ‘Cover his face,’ was all he said. + + </p> + <p> + It is possible that this check was good + for the restraint of the crowd. It moderated + the rush with which they returned to + their homes. The sight of the motionless + figures stretched out by the side of the way + overawed them. Perhaps it may seem + strange, to any one who has known what + had occurred, that the state of the city + should have given me great anxiety the + first night of our return. The withdrawal + of the oppression and awe which had been + on the men, the return of everything to its + natural state, the sight of their houses + unchanged, so that the brain turned round + of these common people, who seldom + reflect upon anything, and they already + began to ask themselves was it all a delusion—added + to the exhaustion of their + physical condition, and the natural desire + for ease and pleasure after the long strain + upon all their faculties—produced an excitement + which might have led to very disastrous + consequences. Fortunately I had + foreseen this. I have always been considered + to possess great knowledge of + human nature, and this has been matured + by recent events. I sent off messengers + instantly to bring home the women and + children, and called around me the men in + whom I could most trust. Though I need + not say that the excitement and suffering + of the past three days had told not less + upon myself than upon others, I abandoned + all idea of rest. The first thing that I did, + aided by my respectable fellow-townsmen, + was to take possession of all <i>cabarets</i> and + wine-shops, allowing indeed the proprietors + to return, but preventing all assemblages + within them. We then established a + patrol of respectable citizens throughout + the city, to preserve the public peace. I + calculated, with great anxiety, how many + hours it would be before my messengers + could react: La Clairière, to bring back the + women—for in such a case the wives are + the best guardians, and can exercise an + influence more general and less suspected + than that of the magistrates; but this was + not to be hoped for for three or four hours + at least. Judge, then, what was my joy and + satisfaction when the sound of wheels (in + itself a pleasant sound, for no wheels had + been audible on the high-road since these + events began) came briskly to us from the + distance; and looking out from the watch-tower + over the Porte St. Lambert, I saw + the strangest procession. The wine-carts + and all the farm vehicles of La Clairière, + and every kind of country waggon, were + jolting along the road, all in a tumult and + babble of delicious voices; and from under + the rude canopies and awnings and roofs + of vine branches, made up to shield them + from the sun, lo! there were the children + like birds in a nest, one little head peeping + over the other. And the cries and songs, + the laughter, and the shoutings! As they + came along the air grew sweet, the world + was made new. Many of us, who had + borne all the terrors and sufferings of + the past without fainting, now felt their + strength fail them. Some broke out into + tears, interrupted with laughter. Some + called out aloud the names of their little + ones. We went out to meet them, every + man there present, myself at the head. + And I will not deny that a sensation of + pride came over me when I saw my + mother stand up in the first waggon, + with all those happy ones fluttering + around her. ‘My son,’ she said, ‘I have + discharged the trust that was given me. + I bring thee back the blessing of God.’ + ‘And God bless thee, my mother!’ I + cried. The other men, who were fathers, + like me, came round me, crowding to kiss + her hand. It is not among the women + of my family that you will find those + who abandon their duties. + + </p> + <p> + And then to lift them down in armfuls, + those flowers of paradise, all fresh with the + air of the fields, all joyous like the birds! + We put them down by twos and threes, + some of us sobbing with joy. And to see + them dispersing hand in hand, running + here and there, each to its home, carrying + peace, and love, and gladness, through the + streets—that was enough to make the most + serious smile. No fear was in them, or + care. Every haggard man they met—some + of them feverish, restless, beginning + to think of riot and pleasure after forced + abstinence—there was a new shout, a rush + of little feet, a shower of soft kisses. The + women were following after, some packed + into the carts and waggons, pale and worn, + yet happy; some walking behind in groups; + the more strong, or the more eager, in + advance, and a long line of stragglers + behind. There was anxiety in their faces, + mingled with their joy. How did they + know what they might find in the houses + from which they had been shut out? And + many felt, like me, that in the very return, + in the relief, there was danger. But the + children feared nothing; they filled the + streets with their dear voices, and happiness + came back with them. When I felt + my little Jean's cheek against mine, then + for the first time did I know how much + anguish I had suffered—how terrible was + parting, and how sweet was life. But + strength and prudence melt away when + one indulges one's self, even in one's dearest + affections. I had to call my guardians + together, to put mastery upon myself, that + a just vigilance might not be relaxed. + M. de Bois-Sombre, though less anxious + than myself, and disposed to believe (being + a soldier) that a little license would do + no harm, yet stood by me; and, thanks to + our precautions, all went well. + + </p> + <p> + Before night three parts of the population + had returned to Semur, and the houses + were all lighted up as for a great festival. + The Cathedral stood open—even the great + west doors, which are only opened on great + occasions—with a glow of tapers gleaming + out on every side. As I stood in the + twilight watching, and glad at heart to + think that all was going well, my mother + and my wife—still pale, but now recovered + from her fainting and weakness—came out + into the great square, leading my little + Jean. They were on their way to the + Cathedral, to thank God for their return. + They looked at me, but did not ask me to + go with them, those dear women; they + respected my opinions, as I had always + respected theirs. But this silence moved + me more than words; there came into my + heart a sudden inspiration. I was still in + my scarf of office, which had been, I say it + without vanity, the standard of authority + and protection during all our trouble; and + thus marked out as representative of all, + I uncovered myself, after the ladies of my + family had passed, and, without joining + them, silently followed with a slow and + solemn step. A suggestion, a look, is + enough for my countrymen; those who + were in the Place with me perceived in a + moment what I meant. One by one they + uncovered, they put themselves behind me. + Thus we made such a procession as had + never been seen in Semur. We were + gaunt and worn with watching and anxiety, + which only added to the solemn effect. + Those who were already in the Cathedral, + and especially M. le Curé, informed me + afterwards that the tramp of our male feet + as we came up the great steps gave to all + a thrill of expectation and awe. It was at + the moment of the exposition of the + Sacrament that we entered. Instinctively, + in a moment, all understood—a thing which + could happen nowhere but in France, + where intelligence is swift as the breath on + our lips. Those who were already there + yielded their places to us, most of the + women rising up, making as it were a ring + round us, the tears running down their + faces. When the Sacrament was replaced + upon the altar, M. le Curé, perceiving our + meaning, began at once in his noble voice + to intone the <i>Te Deum</i>. Rejecting all + other music, he adopted the plain song in + which all could join, and with one voice, + every man in unison with his brother, we + sang with him. The great Cathedral walls + seemed to throb with the sound that rolled + upward, <i>mâle</i> and deep, as no song has + ever risen from Semur in the memory of + man. The women stood up around us, + and wept and sobbed with pride and joy. + When this wonderful moment was over, + and all the people poured forth out of the + Cathedral walls into the soft evening, with + stars shining above, and all the friendly + lights below, there was such a tumult of + emotion and gladness as I have never seen + before. Many of the poor women surrounded + me, kissed my hand notwithstanding + my resistance, and called upon God to + bless me; while some of the older persons + made remarks full of justice and feeling. + + </p> + <p> + ‘The <i>bon Dieu</i> is not used to such + singing,’ one of them cried, her old eyes + streaming with tears. ‘It must have surprised + the saints up in heaven!’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘It will bring a blessing,’ cried another. + ‘It is not like our little voices, that perhaps + only reach half-way.’ + + </p> + <p> This was figurative language, yet it was + impossible to doubt there was much truth in + it. Such a submission of our intellects, as + I felt in determining to make it, must have + been pleasing to heaven. The women, + they are always praying; but when we thus + presented ourselves to give thanks, it meant + something, a real homage; and with a + feeling of solemnity we separated, aware + that we had contented both earth and + heaven. + + </p> + <p> + Next morning there was a great function + in the Cathedral, at which the whole city + assisted. Those who could not get admittance + crowded upon the steps, and knelt half + way across the Place. It was an occasion + long remembered in Semur, though I have + heard many say not in itself so impressive + as the <i>Te Deum</i> on the evening of our + return. After this we returned to our + occupations, and life was resumed under its + former conditions in our city. + + </p> + <p> + It might be supposed, however, that the + place in which events so extraordinary had + happened would never again be as it was + before. Had I not been myself so closely + involved, it would have appeared to me + certain, that the streets, trod once by such + inhabitants as those who for three nights + and days abode within Semur, would have + always retained some trace of their presence; + that life there would have been + more solemn than in other places; and + that those families for whose advantage the + dead had risen out of their graves, would + have henceforward carried about with them + some sign of that interposition. It will + seem almost incredible when I now add + that nothing of this kind has happened + at Semur. The wonderful manifestation + which interrupted our existence has passed + absolutely as if it had never been. We + had not been twelve hours in our houses + ere we had forgotten, or practically forgotten, + our expulsion from them. Even + myself, to whom everything was so vividly + brought home, I have to enter my wife's + room to put aside the curtain from little + Marie's picture, and to see and touch the + olive branch which is there, before I can + recall to myself anything that resembles + the feeling with which I re-entered that + sanctuary. My grandfather's bureau still + stands in the middle of my library, where + I found it on my return; but I have got + used to it, and it no longer affects me. + Everything is as it was; and I cannot + persuade myself that, for a time, I and + mine were shut out, and our places taken + by those who neither eat nor drink, and + whose life is invisible to our eyes. Everything, + I say, is as it was—every thing goes + on as if it would endure for ever. We + know this cannot be, yet it does not move + us. Why, then, should the other move us? + A little time, we are aware, and we, too, + shall be as they are—as shadows, and unseen. + But neither has the one changed + us, and neither does the other. There + was, for some time, a greater respect + shown to religion in Semur, and a more + devout attendance at the sacred functions; + but I regret to say this did not continue. + Even in my own case—I say it with sorrow—it + did not continue. M. le Curé is an + admirable person. I know no more excellent + ecclesiastic. He is indefatigable in + the performance of his spiritual duties; + and he has, besides, a noble and upright + soul. Since the days when we suffered + and laboured together, he has been to me + as a brother. Still, it is undeniable that + he makes calls upon our credulity, which a + man obeys with reluctance. There are + ways of surmounting this; as I see in + Agnès for one, and in M. de Bois-Sombre + for another. My wife does not question, + she believes much; and in respect to that + which she cannot acquiesce in, she is silent. + ‘There are many things I hear you talk of, + Martin, which are strange to me,’ she says, + ‘of myself I cannot believe in them; but I + do not oppose, since it is possible you + may have reason to know better than I; + and so with some things that we hear from + M. le Curé.’ This is how she explains + herself—but she is a woman. It is a + matter of grace to yield to our better judgment. + M. de Bois-Sombre has another + way. ‘<i>Ma foi</i>,’ he says, ‘I have not the + time for all your delicacies, my good people; + I have come to see that these things are for + the advantage of the world, and it is not + my business to explain them. If M. le + Curé attempted to criticise me in military + matters, or thee, my excellent Martin, in + affairs of business, or in the culture of your + vines, I should think him not a wise man; + and in like manner, faith and religion, these + are his concern.’ Felix de Bois Sombre + is an excellent fellow; but he smells a little + of the <i>mousquetaire</i>. I, who am neither a + soldier nor a woman, I have hesitations. + Nevertheless, so long as I am Maire of + Semur, nothing less than the most absolute + respect shall ever be shown to all truly + religious persons, with whom it is my + earnest desire to remain in sympathy and + fraternity, so far as that may be. + + </p> + <p> + It seemed, however, a little while ago as + if my tenure of this office would not be + long, notwithstanding the services which + I am acknowledged, on every hand, to + have done to my fellow-townsmen. It will + be remembered that when M. le Curé and + myself found Semur empty, we heard a + voice of complaining from the hospital of + St. Jean, and found a sick man who had + been left there, and who grumbled against + the Sisters, and accused them of neglecting + him, but remained altogether unaware, in + the meantime, of what had happened in + the city. Will it be believed that after a + time this fellow was put faith in as a seer, + who had heard and beheld many things of + which we were all ignorant? It must be + said that, in the meantime, there had been + a little excitement in the town on the subject + of the chapel in the hospital, to which repeated + reference has already been made. + It was insisted on behalf of these ladies that + a promise had been given, taking, indeed, + the form of a vow, that, as soon as we were + again in possession of Semur, their full + privileges should be restored to them. + Their advocates even went so far as to + send to me a deputation of those who had + been nursed in the hospital, the leader of + which was Jacques Richard, who since he + has been, as he says, ‘converted,’ thrusts + himself to the front of every movement. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Permit me to speak, M. le Maire,’ he + said; ‘me, who was one of those so misguided + as to complain, before the great + lesson we have all received. The mass + did not disturb any sick person who was + of right dispositions. I was then a very + bad subject, indeed—as, alas! M. le Maire + too well knows. It annoyed me only as + all pious observances annoyed me. I am + now, thank heaven, of a very different way + of thinking——’ + + </p> + <p> + But I would not listen to the fellow. + When he was a <i>mauvais sujet</i> he was less + abhorrent to me than now. + + </p> + <p> + The men were aware that when I pronounced + myself so distinctly on any subject, + there was nothing more to be said, for, + though gentle as a lamb and open to all + reasonable arguments, I am capable of making + the most obstinate stand for principle; + and to yield to popular superstition, is that + worthy of a man who has been instructed? + At the same time it raised a great anger + in my mind that all that should be thought + of was a thing so trivial. That they should + have given themselves, soul and body, for + a little money; that they should have + scoffed at all that was noble and generous, + both in religion and in earthly things; all + that was nothing to them. And now they + would insult the great God Himself by + believing that all He cared for was a little + mass in a convent chapel. What desecration! + What debasement! When I went + to M. le Curé, he smiled at my vehemence. + There was pain in his smile, and it might + be indignation; but he was not furious + like me. + + </p> + <p> + ‘They will conquer you, my friend,’ he + said. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Never,’ I cried. ‘Before I might have + yielded. But to tell me the gates of death + have been rolled back, and Heaven revealed, + and the great God stooped down + from Heaven, in order that mass should + be said according to the wishes of the community + in the midst of the sick wards! + They will never make me believe this, if I + were to die for it.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Nevertheless, they will conquer,’ M. le + Curé said. + + </p> + <p> + It angered me that he should say so. + My heart was sore as if my friend had forsaken + me. And then it was that the worst + step was taken in this crusade of false + religion. It was from my mother that I + heard of it first. One day she came home + in great excitement, saying that now indeed + a real light was to be shed upon + all that had happened to us. + + </p> + <p> + ‘It appears,’ she said, ‘that Pierre Plastron + was in the hospital all the time, and heard + and saw many wonderful things. Sister + Genevieve has just told me. It is wonderful + beyond anything you could believe. + He has spoken with our holy patron himself, + St. Lambert, and has received instructions + for a pilgrimage—’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Pierre Plastron!’ I cried; ‘Pierre Plastron + saw nothing, ma mère. He was not + even aware that anything remarkable had + occurred. He complained to us of the + Sisters that they neglected him; he knew + nothing more.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘My son,’ she said, looking upon me + with reproving eyes, ‘what have the good + Sisters done to thee? Why is it that you + look so unfavourably upon everything that + comes from the community of St. Jean?’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘What have I to do with the community?’ + I cried—‘when I tell thee, + Maman, that this Pierre Plastron knows + nothing! I heard it from the fellow's own + lips, and M. le Curé was present and heard + him too. He had seen nothing, he knew + nothing. Inquire of M. le Curé, if you have + doubts of me.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘I do not doubt you, Martin,’ said my + mother, with severity, ‘when you are not + biassed by prejudice. And, as for M. le + Curé, it is well known that the clergy are + often jealous of the good Sisters, when they + are not under their own control.’ + + </p> + <p> + Such was the injustice with which we + were treated. And next day nothing was + talked of but the revelation of Pierre + Plastron. What he had seen and what he + had heard was wonderful. All the saints + had come and talked with him, and told + him what he was to say to his townsmen. + They told him exactly how everything + had happened: how St. Jean himself had + interfered on behalf of the Sisters, and how, + if we were not more attentive to the duties + of religion, certain among us would be + bound hand and foot and cast into the jaws + of hell. That I was one, nay the chief, of + these denounced persons, no one could + have any doubt. This exasperated me; + and as soon as I knew that this folly had + been printed and was in every house, I + hastened to M. le Curé, and entreated him + in his next Sunday's sermon to tell the true + story of Pierre Plastron, and reveal the + imposture. But M. le Curé shook his + head. ‘It will do no good,’ he said. + + </p> + <p> + ‘But how no good?’ said I. ‘What + good are we looking for? These are lies, + nothing but lies. Either he has deceived + the poor ladies basely, or they themselves—but + this is what I cannot believe.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘Dear friend,’ he said, ‘compose thyself. + Have you never discovered yet how strong + is self-delusion? There will be no lying + of which they are aware. Figure to yourself + what a stimulus to the imagination to + know that he was here, actually here. + Even I—it suggests a hundred things to + me. The Sisters will have said to him + (meaning no evil, nay meaning the edification + of the people), “But, Pierre, reflect! + You must have seen this and that. Recall + thy recollections a little.” And by + degrees Pierre will have found out that + he remembered—more than could have + been hoped.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘<i>Mon Dieu</i>!’ I cried, out of patience, + ‘and you know all this, yet you will not + tell them the truth—the very truth.’ + + </p> + <p> + ‘To what good?’ he said. Perhaps + M. le Curé was right: but, for my part, + had I stood up in that pulpit, I should + have contradicted their lies and given + no quarter. This, indeed, was what I did + both in my private and public capacity; + but the people, though they loved me, did + not believe me. They said, ‘The best + men have their prejudices. M. le Maire + is an excellent man; but what will you? + He is but human after all.’ + + </p> + <p> + M. le Curé and I said no more to each + other on this subject. He was a brave + man, yet here perhaps he was not quite + brave. And the effect of Pierre Plastron's + revelations in other quarters was to turn + the awe that had been in many minds into + mockery and laughter. ‘<i>Ma foi</i>,’ said + Félix de Bois-Sombre, ‘Monseigneur St. + Lambert has bad taste, mon ami Martin, to + choose Pierre Plastron for his confidant + when he might have had thee.’ ‘M. de + Bois-Sombre does ill to laugh,’ said my + mother (even my mother! she was not on + my side), ‘when it is known that the foolish + are often chosen to confound the wise.’ + But Agnès, my wife, it was she who gave + me the best consolation. She turned to + me with the tears in her beautiful eyes. + + </p> + <p> + ‘Mon ami,’ she said, ‘let Monseigneur + St. Lambert say what he will. He is + not God that we should put him above + all. There were other saints with other + thoughts that came for thee and for me!’ + + </p> + <p> + All this contradiction was over when + Agnès and I together took our flowers on + the <i>jour des morts</i> to the graves we love. + Glimmering among the rest was a new + cross which I had not seen before. This + was the inscription upon it:— + </p> + <div class="lg">À PAUL LECAMUS<br>PARTI<br>LE 20 JUILLET, 1875<br>AVEC LES BIEN-AIMÉS<br><br></div> + <p> + On it was wrought in the marble a little + branch of olive. I turned to look at my + wife as she laid underneath this cross a + handful of violets. She gave me her hand + still fragrant with the flowers. There was + none of his family left to put up for him + any token of human remembrance. Who + but she should have done it, who had + helped him to join that company and army + of the beloved? ‘This was our brother,’ + she said; ‘he will tell my Marie what use + I made of her olive leaves.’ + + </p> + <p> + THE END + + </p> + </div> + <hr> + <address> 1900 By Mrs. Oliphant. + <br> + <!-- +Generated from beleaguredcity using an XSLT version 1 stylesheet +based on c:\progra~1\tei-emacs\binteihtml.xsl +processed using SAXON 6.5.3 from Michael Kay +on 2004-02-20T19:20:42-06:00--></address> + + <div>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 11521 ***</div> +</body> |