But during that winter time, when the gathering of food for the
armies had made the Roman officers in Gaul send out messengers and
embassies for the gathering of grain, the seafaring men of Brittany,
always in a way apart from other men, and hard, and keeping their own
counsel, and difficult to subdue, had secretly prepared revolt and
had sent all up the Channel past by what is Normandy to-day, and by
what is the Boulonnais to-day, and Ponthieu and the Artois, summoning
to their aid any of the sailors that would dare to come, men knowing
the rough seas, well provisioned with many ships. They sent also over
the sea to Britain for aid, and from all these parts upon either
side of the Narrow Seas they found alliances, for they were preparing
a great thing. Cæsar, far off in the south, heard nothing of all
this, and the great officers, his lieutenants in Gaul, were also
ignorant of what was toward, so silently and rapidly did the Bretons
work.
Until, as the year turned, young Crassus, who was in command over
the Seventh Legion and had cantoned it for the winter in the country
about the lower Loire, and who, like the others, had sent out his
messengers to get wheat from the tribes around, heard that his
embassy to the Veneti (by that name were these Bretons then called),
Velanius and Silius, had been detained, and that the tribes farther
on to the north in Normandy held also other deputies whom he had sent
thither to levy food. Even as he heard this, young Crassus learnt
from those whom the Veneti had sent to him with the news of their
proud act, that if he would have his legates back he must himself
give up the Breton hostages whom he had in his camp. Now these
Bretons, the Veneti of Vannes, in thus detaining the Roman officers
and in sending to their general such a message, knew that they had
thrown down a challenge of life and death against all the power of
Rome.
Out from that coast to the north and to the south of the Loire’s
mouth stretches for ever all away to the west the great ocean, here
stormy beyond most seas and filling and emptying the rocky bays with
swift irregular tides, and beating upon islands and many heaped
boulders of stone that are islands at high water, and at low water
joined to the mainland by spits of sand.
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