Adventure stories; Brigands and robbers -- Fiction; France -- History -- 15th century -- Fiction; Historical fiction
He put out his hand and pressed hers, but without cordiality. The hand
he took was that of the daughter of the scourge of the country. He could
not forget that; he touched the hand of the child of the man who had
brought desolation into the home of the Rossignols.
Noémi left the attendants with her horse at the foot of the steep ascent
that led to the Church of Guillem.
The ascent was up a slope of crumbled chalk and flints hardly held
together by a little wiry grass, some straggling pinks, and bushes of
box and juniper. The incline was as rapid as that of a Gothic
house-roof. Of path there was none, for every man who scrambled up
mounted his own way, and his footprints sent shale and dust over the
footprints of his predecessor. The plateau through which the river has
sawn its way is some four hundred feet at the highest point above the
bed of the stream; in some places the cliffs are not only perpendicular,
they overhang. They rise at once from the river that washes their bases
and undermines them, or from the alluvial flats that have been formed by
floods. This was not the case at L'Eglise Guillem. The stronghold of
Guillem occupied a terrace in the abrupt scarp where it rose out of an
immense slope of rubble, very much as at Ste. Soure, a little below it
on the further bank. Here, as there, the rubble slope was a protection
as great as a precipice. It was not as difficult to climb, but it could
not be climbed without those in the stronghold being able to roll down
rocks, discharge weapons at such as were laboriously endeavouring to
mount. Noémi reached a spring that issued from the side of the cliff in
a dribble, was received in a basin, and the overflow nourished a dense
growth of maidenhair-fern and moss. It was thence that the occupants of
the castle derived their drinking-water. Hard by was the gateway. Here
she was challenged, gave her name, and was admitted.
L'Eglise Guillem was oddly constructed. The depth of the caves or
concave shelters was not great, not above twelve to fifteen feet,
consequently would not admit of chambers and halls in which many men
could move about. To gain space, beams had been driven into the natural
wall of rock at the back of the caves, and brought forward to project
some eight feet over the edge of the cliff. On these projecting rafters
walls of timber filled in with stone had been erected, and lean-to roofs
added to cover them, socketed into the cliff above the opening mouth of
the cave or series of caves. This is still a method of construction in
the country, with this exception--that such modern dwellings are not
pendulous in mid-air, as were those of the free captains, but are now on
solid floors, and consist of rooms, one half of which are caves, and the
other half artificial excrescences.
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