It was midnight when all rode into Alais, and the iron shoes of the horses clattering2 on the cobble-stones of the street woke from their beds the few who were asleep.
There were, indeed, not many who slept that night at this hour, since all knew that the fanatics4, as they were invariably termed by those of the vicinity who were not of the Protestant religion, had descended5 from the mountains upon Montvert and had slain6 the abbé. Also all knew that, two hours before sunset, the dreaded7 Baville had gone forth8 escorted by de Peyre and his cavalry9 as well as by the milice of the province--gone forth to inflict10 a terrible vengeance11 on the murderers. Had they done so? they asked each other feverishly12 now as the dragoons rode in, the rattle13 of hoofs14 and scabbards and bridle15 chains deadening the whispers they addressed to each other. Had they done so?
Perhaps it was not strange that here, in this little town nestling in its rich valleys, the slopes of whose hills were covered with cornfields and vineyards and chestnut16 woods, the beauty of which was so extreme that in the language of the Cévenoles it was termed the Hort Dieu, or, in purer French, Le Jardin de Dieu, all should have whispered their imaginings, since it was in Alais particularly that religious opinion was much divided, the Reformed faith numbering nearly as many adherents17 as the Romish. Whispered their imaginings because each feared the hostile ears to which their uttered thoughts and ideas might penetrate18, none knowing as yet which side was to prevail in the great struggle. For if Baville had destroyed the Camisards, retribution would be swift and strong on all who were Huguenots; if, on the contrary, he had failed, those of the older faith might expect to find themselves victims of an awful retaliation19 before another night had come.
At first none could discover aught. The dragoons with their leaders and the two men--one old, the other young, who seemed like prisoners--swept onward20 to the H?tel de Ville. Soon the streets became quiet again and all within the houses sought their beds, though, perhaps, with not much hope of obtaining any rest.
If, however, they did so hope, they were doomed21 to disappointment.
For scarce had the clatter3 of the men led by de Peyre died on their ears, scarce had the horses' hoofs ceased to ring down the streets, than another hubbub22 arose. More trampling23 of cavalry and the ringing of iron shoes upon the cobble-paved road was heard, more jangling of accoutrements and more shouts and calls; also the blare of trumpets24 and the deep, heavy roll of artillery25 over the stony26 streets. Whereon many who had but just laid down upon their beds sprang up again and, huddling27 on their garments, ran to their windows and doors, the Protestants asking if this were some fresh force arriving to add to their persecutions, the Catholics wondering if the fanatics had descended from the mountains again and were besieging28 the town? Yet soon the latter were assured that such could not be the case, while, to counterbalance the other's feeling of safety, the Protestants trembled more and more, not knowing what fresh horrors were preparing for them, for all saw at a glance these were no mountaineers clad in their white sheepskins, nor Camisards, but, instead, regular troops well equipped and armed and uniformed. Also all knew that the attroupés had no artillery or horses. With different feelings, each watched, therefore, this new arrival of soldiers and saw go by the fierce dragoons of Joyeuse, the fusileers of Montlu?on, the regiments29 of Saultz and Bearne, and one of light-horse from the far north--the chevaux-légers of Bapaume; saw, too, the artillery organized by St.-Hilaire, now dead.
"God help us!" the Protestants said, trembling behind their blinds, "God help us! was this needed too?" while one old man, crouching30 behind the fountain in the market place, whispered to another, "Those great guns! those great guns! See! Are they to blow our houses down above our heads?"
"Tush!" exclaimed a tall man standing31 by their side, a fellow bronzed and black from the winds of many wintry storms as well as from the scorching32 rays of the southern sun. "Tush! they are for the children of God, up there," and he turned a dark gleaming eye toward the dusky summits above the little town, over which by now there was stealing a cold gray that told of the coming of the summer morning. "Fear not for yourself, or them up there. Baville's roads are not yet made and never will be. Let us see that artillery mount into the Cévennes," and he laughed scornfully, some might have deemed cruelly.
Shrinking away from his great form, half in fear, half with dawning intelligence, the old man said: "You speak thus, as though you were of the persecuted--yet--yet--you wear the garments of--of--the valleys, the clothes of townsmen."
But the swarthy stranger only muttered:
"Peace, old man, and be silent. Has not the quarry33 worn the garb34 of the hunter before now?" Then he moved away and was lost in the crowd which had gathered afresh.
Ahead of all--of artillery, dragoons, chevaux-légers--there rode one who, but for the richness of his apparel his scarlet35 coat glistening36 with stars and traversed by a great ribbon, his hat laced and cockaded with galloon until none of the felt was visible, his gold-hilted and long quilloned sword, might, judging from his fierce looks, himself have been a refugee of the mountain plateaux and deserts above. A man with a great face in which were set fierce rolling eyes, a man from whose heavily moustached mouth there issued oaths whenever he opened it.
This was Julien, one of Louis' field marshals, who, because of his having left the Protestant faith to embrace that of the king, was spoken of in all the lands where the Protestants sheltered themselves as "Julien the Apostate38." Also he was spoken of by them with hatred39 and loathing40 since once no better soldier of Protestantism had ever existed or, under William of Orange, had done better service. But William, the great champion of Protestantism, was dead now, and Julien, whose love for wealth was unquenchable, had learned that Roman Catholicism was the most paying game. Thus it was that he came this night into his own part of the country, since he was of old family in the town of Orange itself, to lay waste and to slaughter41 all who held the faith which he himself had once held. He was a true pervert42!
With an oath he turned to the aide-de-camp who rode behind him and asked where this accursed Baville was, bidding him ride forward at once and see what preparations had been made for the reception of his forces. Bade him also ask if every Protestant house had been put under orders to accommodate them.
"For," he said to himself, "they must pay for their contumacy fasse Dieu! We should have good feeding here. The vagabonds are rich in all good things in this town. We must have our share."
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The next day dawned bright and fair with still no speck43 in the blue sky toward which the great mountains lifted their heads, and with the bright sun over all--over vineyards full of their ripening44 grapes, over meadows in which the cattle stood under the shadows of the chestnut trees that dotted them at intervals45--lighting up, too, the cool dark woods that clothed the slopes. Also it peered into old and dusty houses, shining in on the ancient furniture and vessels46 that generation after generation had prized and polished regularly and been proud of.
It shone, too, into another spot--the principal chamber47 of the H?tel de Ville, where on this bright July morning were assembled all the representatives of law and order in the province, Baville at their head.
He was seated now in the presidential chair of this apartment, which served as the debating room for all things connected with the municipal affairs of the town; on either side of him sat his colleagues, the field marshal being on his left hand, the bishop48 of the diocese, which was a newly created one, on his right. Also the mayor was there and de Peyre, several Catholic priests, and half a dozen monks49 of various orders who had followed in Julien's train, they being sent down by the De Maintenon because of their gifts of preaching. For, true to her colours, the unproclaimed queen pretended on all occasions that the cruelties which were practised in the south were repugnant to her, and that it was by listening to the word of God alone, as expounded50 by eminent51 churchmen chosen by herself, that she trusted to witness the conversion52 of the heretics. Yet, if all written records on the subject are true, it was she who had first spurred on Louvois to give the order to "saccagez les hérétiques," and had, after his death, persuaded Chamillart, Bossuet, and Le Dieudonné himself to continue the Holy Crusade in the same manner.
Whether it was because Baville meant upon this occasion that there should be no doubt in Julien's mind as to who was the absolute chief here and representative of the king, the field marshal having already on their meeting overnight uttered some very decided53 opinions upon what steps should at once be taken in Languedoc for the stamping out of heresy54, or whether it was from his determination to make an altogether splendid figure among the ecclesiastics55 and handsomely apparelled officers, he himself presented a dazzling appearance on the occasion. His costume was now entirely56 of white satin, the gold lilies being stamped upon it at various intervals and in squares; his hat, which he wore upon his head as the king's Intendant, was also white and fringed with gold; his sword was gold-handled and sheathed57. Also his satin gloves were tasselled with gold thread, while, above all, he wore the justaucorps à brevet, or nobles' close coat. Upon his face--a handsome one, showing no traces of the fierce determination of his character--there sat this morning an easy look such as he might have worn had he been assisting at the fian?ailles of some grand siegneur of Languedoc, instead of at a council of war, bloodshed, and extermination58. He had long since learned that not only the face, but also the whole deportment of a diplomatist should be a mask and not a glass in which men could read.
"Here," he said, taking up a paper as he spoke37, and glancing his eye around upon all who sat near him, "is a report of what has been done of late by these attroupés from the hills, dating from their first murmurings. It is best I recite them. You," and he looked at Julien, "will then know against what you have to contend."
"Splendeur de Dieu!" the great swashbuckler exclaimed, using one of his most magnificent oaths, "let me but get at them and will make them sing something else than their accursed Calvinistic canticles, I warrant you. Read, your Excellency, read."
The fringed glove of his Excellency flattened59 out the paper, the gloved finger was placed upon a line, and Baville began.
"Three months ago Adolphe Canivet was hung upon the bridge at Florac. His crime was, that he, a heretic, has blasphemed the king, also Madame De Maintenon." Baville raised his hat as he mentioned these august personages. Then, having replaced it, he continued: "Four nights afterward60, Canivet's body was removed from the lamp; the next morning in its place was found the body of a dog, hung by the neck. Around that dog's neck was a label, and on it written, 'Thus will the dog Baville hang.' You laugh, monseigneur," the Intendant said, glancing at Julien and looking, for him, a little ruffled61. "You forget, perhaps, that the 'dog Baville' represents the king here."
"I forget nothing," said Julien, "neither do I laugh. Go on. Later, I promise you, I will even remember the dog."
"From that time the so-called Protestants braved us in every way," Baville continued. "In spite of all our care, they have left the country in great numbers, some getting across to Savoy, some escaping by the sea, many fleeing into the mountains. Also they refuse to enter the churches to hear Mass, preferring to hold meetings in the mountains and woods."
At this the bishop groaned62, but Baville, pretending not to hear him, went on:
"Many have descended from the mountains at night and demanded alms and ammunition63, having none themselves, from those who possessed64 them. The prior of St. Gervais had his house broken into and several musketoons taken, they having been left in his charge by some of De Broglie's soldiers."
"Malédiction!" exclaimed Julien, "why left they their arms with a priest?"
"They were scaling the mountains to find the outcasts," Baville answered. "Being good soldiers," and he looked severely65 at the other as he spoke, "they depended on their swords and pistols."
"Humph!" muttered the marshal, "a soldier who parts with his weapons is a fool. He who leaves them with a priest is a double fool."
"Treachery, too, is rife," the Intendant continued, still with his finger on the paper. "Some of these heretics who have refused conversion, yet were willing to swear fidelity66 to the king, were put on guard on the town walls here in Alais. Also at N?mes and Anduse. In the morning their muskets67 were empty. They had not been fired, consequently the charges had been drawn68. Needless to suggest where those charges went."
"Also," put in the bishop, "many murders have been committed. Du Chaila and the curé of Frugéres within the last two days. What next? What next?"
"Du Chaila," exclaimed Baville, "was my right hand. He feared naught69, punished with justice, though with severity; would have assisted me to stamp out these rebels, I do believe, had he lived. Now he has been brutally70 murdered. Both he and the curé must be avenged71." After which he proceeded to tell the whole story of the abbé's murder; from the beginning as it had been told to him; at the end, as he himself knew it. And he told them, too, how he had brought back with him to Alais the only person left in the village of Montvert when he reached it with de Peyre and the marquis.
"At present," he went on, "I know not what to do with them. One is Buscarlet, who was the Protestant curé, but who has been suspended from his heretical worship for some years and has lived upon some small means he has, supplemented by gifts from those of his crew who are well to do. He is of the best among them, at least openly. Preaches submission72 openly to law and the Government; what he may do in secret I know not. But, unlike so many of his brethren, he has never fled. The other is a stranger to these parts and a gentleman. A proprietor73 in the north. Speaks too, I think, truthfully. If it pleases you they can be examined."
"It would be best," the bishop said.
Baville made a sign to the greffier of the court who advanced toward him; then, after giving the man his instructions, he turned to the bishop and said: "Monsiegneur, they have been sent for. In a moment they will be before you. They are close at hand."
They were so close at hand that they entered the court almost at once, escorted by the greffier, the pastor74 walking by the side of Martin and both returning the salutation of Baville, who, true to the outward bearing to which he had trained himself, bowed with civility. In his heart he had long since determined75 that Buscarlet was one of the most dangerous of the Protestant ministers with whom he would have to deal, for the simple reason that it was impossible to find any flaw in his conduct which would justify76 him in transporting him to the galleys77 or New France; and therefore, until that flaw was discovered, until the opening was given him, he did not betray his determination by outward rudeness.
As for the stranger who was before him, he scarcely knew what his course of action should be. The story he told of himself might be true, in which case he had no possible authority for molesting78 him, while, even though it were false, he would have great difficulty in proving it to be so.
Also, as happens frequently to those of the most astute79 minds, he had forgotten to put one leading question to this stranger: To ask him if he--who had been the lodger80 of this pestilential heretic, and who, by a strange chain of circumstances, was the only other witness of the abbé's murder who had remained behind in Montvert--was himself a heretic.
Had forgotten it; though now it seemed to Martin, as he stood there looking round the room filled with men all bitterly hostile to the Protestant faith, that the question could no longer remain unasked. Would that bishop, sitting there calm and impassive, also omit to ask it? That field marshal omit it too, whose apostasy81 and fierce vindictive82 hatred of those he had deserted83 was known and talked of wherever half a dozen of the Reformed faith gathered together to discuss their persecutions and their persecutors? Also those priests and those six hooded85 monks who had followed in the soldiers' train? Scarcely could he deem it possible!
Well, he was prepared with his answer. No denial would issue from his lips, no lie be told. Therefore he took the place to which the Intendant motioned him, and, sitting, down by Buscarlet's side, prepared calmly to await whatever might happen.
Had he been able to see behind him he would have observed that which, even though it had carried him no consternation86, must have astonished him; for on the face of one of those cowled monks, the man even throwing back the hood84 from off his forehead to stare more intently at him as he endeavoured to catch a second glance of Martin's features, he would have noticed a look of profound astonishment--the look of one who sees another in the last place of all where he would have expected so to see him, and who, while thus seeing, can scarcely force himself to believe his own eyes.
"Monsieur Buscarlet," said Baville, quietly and with no accent either of impoliteness or reproof87 in his tones, "what happened at Montvert the other night amid some who were once your flock must be clearly told to all assembled here. From you I must demand an account, as I have the right to do. Later I shall ask this gentleman, Monsieur Martin, if he agrees with that account."
As he said the words "Monsieur Martin" the cordelier started. Then over his shaven face--a face unrelieved by either eyebrows88 or eyelashes, so that those who looked at him might doubt if indeed his cheeks were ever touched by razor and if their lack of hair was not due to a defect in Nature--there came that look of new-born recognition which all have seen spring into the countenances89 of others.
"Martin!" he uttered, "Martin! Ay, that was the name. The name he was called by. It is he. What does he here? He of the house of de Rochebazon, and consorting with heretics!"
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