AS SOON AS THE HATED BAILIFF was out of sight, panic spread through town. I marched back out of the woods, grateful that no one had spoken against me. But I saw the mood had changed.
What do we do now? A frightened Martin the tailor shook his head. You heard him; the prick1 suspects. How long can we keep up this ruse2?
Jean Dueux, a farmer, looked ashen3. The land we work returned to the demesne4? We'd be ruined. Our entire lives lie in this land.
People crowded around me, shouting and afraid. I was the cause of their misery5. If you want me to leave, I will. I bowed my head.
It's not you, the tailor said, looking around for support. Everyone's afraid. We've finally picked ourselves up from the ruins. If Baldwin's men come back...
Theywill come back, Martin, I said to his worried face. They will come back again and again. Whether I stay or go.
We took you in, the baker's wife shouted. What is it you expect us to do now?
I went over to the inn, and I felt my wife's soul stirring in the rubble6. Do you think I drag these rocks every day and sweat building these walls so that this inn I promised my dead wife I would rebuild can be brought down once again?
We all feel that way, Hugh, the tailor said. We've all rebuilt. But what can we do to stop it?
We can defend ourselves, I shouted.
Defend?The word was whispered through the crowd.
Yes,defend. Draw the line. Fight them. Show them they can never take away our lives again.
Fight? Our liege? People looked stunned8. But we are all pledged to him, Hugh.
I told you before....Break the pledge.
The gravity of these words silenced the buzzing crowd. Break it, I said again.
If we did, that would betreason , the tailor objected.
I turned to the miller9. Any moretreason , Georges, than the murder of your son? Or you, Marte-your husband lies not far from my son. Was it any less treason when he was struck down defending your home? Or my own boy, who did not even know the word when he was tossed into the flames.
Baldwin's a ruddy prick, the miller replied. But these obligations you want to throw down, they are the law. Baldwin would come at us with everything he has. He would crush us like moths10.
It can be done, Georges. I've seen how a small, able detachment can defend themselves for months against a greater force. I'm not trying to stoke up fire like the little hermit11, then have you follow me to ruin. But we can beat him if we stand up.
The duke has trained men. Odo stepped forward. Weapons. We are just farmers and smiths. One town. Fifty men.
Yes, and in each town between here and Treille there are another fifty men who hate Baldwin just as you do. Hundreds who have suffered the same misery and oppression. We beat them back just once, these men will join us. What can Baldwin do, fight us all?
Some were nodding in agreement; for others, the thought of standing12 up against the liege was almost impossible to conceive.
Hugh's right, Marie, the miller's wife, said. We have all lost husbands and children. Our homes have been ruined. I'm tired of quaking in my bed every time we hear the sound of riders.
I too, Odo shouted out. We've pandered13 to that bastard14 our whole lives. What comes of it? A load of shit and death. He stepped over to me and shrugged15. I'm a smith. I know smelting16, not soldiering. But if you need me, I can wield17 a hell of a fucking hammer. Count me in!
One by one, other voices were raised in agreement. Farmers, carters, shoemakers... people who had simply reached the end of their tether.
What sayyou , priest? the tailor begged, hoping for an ally. Even if we beat Baldwin back, will we survive one hell only to be damned to another?
I cannot say. Father Leo shrugged. What I can promise, though, is that the next time Baldwin's riders come to town, you can count on me to throw a stone or two.
There were shouts of acquiescence18 all around. But the town was still divided. The tailor, the tanner, and some farmers who were petrified19 to lose their lands.
I went up to the tailor. One thing Ican promise... Baldwin's men will come. You'll rebuild your homes and pay to the bone every year until your hands blister20 or your will dies. But they will always come. Until we tell themthey cannot.
The tailor shook his head. You wear a patchwork21 skirt and a bell upon your cap, andyou're going to show us how to fight?
I will. I looked him in the eye.
The tailor seemed to measure me up and down. He fingered the hem7 of my tunic22. Whoever did this, it's a nice job. Then he took my hand and clasped it wearily. God help us, he declared.
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