Cévennes Mountains (France); France -- Description and travel
Pierre Martin and his wife were obviously impatient to be rid of their
creditor, and Pierre left the room to fetch the money that was due.
Brisac seized the opportunity as Marie Martin's back was turned to lift
the lid of the cauldron, and to his horror beheld a human hand. As
he dropped the lid Pierre re-entered, observed what he had done, and
fixing his eyes on Brisac, said to him sternly: "Here is your money. Be
off, and take care that not a word as to what you have seen here passes
your lips. If you forget my warning, you are a lost man."
Brisac took the money and fled the house, and never again set foot
across its threshold. Such, however, is the cowardice of the peasant,
his fear of compromising himself, his shyness of having anything to do
with the police, that it was not till the Martins were in prison that
he ventured to relate what he had seen, and he appeared in court with
his evidence only when it was certain that they could do him no harm.
The next case illustrates this timidity even more clearly. I will quote
the deposition of the witness textually. It is that of Vincent Boyer,
tinner, aged twenty-nine.
"One day, in the winter of 1824, I was going to my family at
Aubenas, when I was surprised by the bad weather (the land was
covered with snow), and I was forced to stay at the Martins' inn
at Peyrabeille. I saw several persons there, notably an old man
also delayed by the bad weather and forced to pass the night
there. Martin's wife having invited me to draw near to the fire,
entered into conversation with me, and questioned me on my gains
in my trade, and as to how much money I had with me. She told me
that there was a band of robbers in the neighbourhood, and she
asked me what I would do if attacked by them. 'I would give up to
them the thirty sous I have with me and be off.' 'But,' said she,
'supposing that they were disposed to kill another man and let you
alone, what would you do?' 'I would defend him at the peril of my
life if I saw there was a chance of saving him. If not, I would
let be.' 'Are you a heavy sleeper?' 'Very. When once asleep you
might remove the house without awaking me.'
"This strange questioning frightened me; I saw clearly enough
into what company I had got. However, I did my best to disguise
my suspicions. After having catechised me, the woman Martin went
to the old man and asked him the cause of his journey. He replied
without mistrust that he had sold a cow and was taking the money
back with him. This lack of reticence further alarmed me.
"Bed-time arrived. The people of the house told us plainly enough
to go to our respective chambers aloft. Then only did some
suspicion cross the mind of the old man, and he asked to share the
same room with me, but this was peremptorily refused.
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