“‘“At dawn to-morrow, my child, the gendarmes are coming to conduct
me to the scaffold, and I shall die without anyone knowing who I am.
That is exactly as I wish it to be. I shall not even tell you. But
circumstances render it necessary that I should entrust certain
secrets to you and demand that you should listen to them as if you were
grown up and later deal with them with the loyalty and coolness of a
man. The mission with which I charge you is of the highest importance.
I feel confident that you will be able to rise to the height of such
a task and to keep, whatever happens, a secret in which the most
important interests are involved.”
“‘Thereupon he informed me that he was a priest and, as such, the
depositary of incalculable riches, in the form of precious stones of
such quality that in each the highest possible value was attained
in the smallest possible bulk. As they were acquired these precious
stones had been hidden in the most original hiding-place in the world.
In a corner of the Caux country, on common land on which everyone
is at liberty to set foot, stands one of those huge blocks of stone
which used to serve, and still serves, to mark the boundary of certain
properties, of fields, orchards, meadows, woods, and so forth. This
block of granite, with only its top above the earth and surrounded by
bushes, had two or three natural holes in the top of it, filled up
with earth in which grew small plants and wild flowers. Through one of
these openings from which they carefully removed and replaced the lump
of soil which closed it, into this open-air strong-box, they let fall
these magnificent precious stones.
“‘The cavities in the stones had actually been filled with them, and
since no other hiding-place had yet been chosen they had put the stones
which had been acquired during the last few years into a sandalwood box
which, a few days before his arrest, the priest had himself buried at
the foot of the block of stone.
“‘He gave me directions for finding the place and communicated to me a
formula, composed of a unique word, which, in the case of my forgetting
the directions, would give me the hiding-place beyond any possibility
of error.
“‘He then exacted a promise from me that, when peaceful times returned,
that is to say, at a date which he accurately reckoned to be twenty
years ahead, I should first go and make sure that everything was in its
place, and that starting from that date I should be present at the high
mass celebrated in the church of the village of Gueures every Easter
Sunday.
“‘One Easter Sunday I should see a man dressed in black beside the holy
water font. As soon as I should tell this man in black my name, he
would take me close to the altar and point to a copper candlestick with
seven branches, the candles in which were only lighted on feast-days.
In response to this action of his I was to confide to him the formula
which revealed the hiding-place.
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