Richelieu: A Tale of France, v. 3/3James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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Richelieu: A Tale of France, v. 3/3
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Richelieu, Armand Jean du Plessis, duc de, 1585-1642 -- Fiction
The road which he took, wound through the very depth of the wood towards
that side of the hill which, looking over the wide extent of
forest-ground lying between the old castle and the high road to Troyes,
seemed to offer nothing but dark inaccessible precipices, from the
shallow stream that ran bubbling at its base to the walls of the ruin
above. Crossing the rivulet, however, which did not rise higher than the
horses' knees, the robber led the way round a projecting mass of rock,
that seemed to have been forcibly riven from the rest, and which, though
it left space enough for the horses to turn, would have effectually
concealed them from the sight of any one who might be in the wood.
The two sides of the hill next to the village of Mesnil, and the ridge
of rising ground on which it was situated, sloped easily into the
valleys around, and were covered with a rich and glowing vegetation; but
on the northern as well as the western side, which the Norman and his
companions now approached, the rock offered a very different character,
and one, indeed, extremely rare in that part of the country.
Wherever the eye turned, nothing presented itself but flat surfaces of
cold grey stone, with the deep markings of the rifts and hollows which
separated them from each other. Occasionally, indeed, a patch of thin
vegetable earth, accumulating on any point that offered the means of
support, yielded a slight gleam of verdure, so poor in hue, and so
limited in extent, that it seemed alone to rival the lichens and stains
of the rocks around, and to serve but as a mockery of the naked crag
that bore it. Here and there too, a black antique pine, fixing its
sturdy roots in the bleakest pinnacles, would be seen to start boldly
out, as if to brave the tempests, that, sweeping over the oaks in the
forest below, spent their full fury on its more ambitious head. The
principal objects, however, that attracted attention, were the multitude
of deep fissures and hollows which presented themselves at every point,
and the immense blocks of stone which, scattered about round the base of
the rock, offered plentiful means of concealment to any one who might
there seek to baffle a pursuer.
Turning, as we have said, round the base of one of these large masses,
the robber uttered three loud whistles, to give notice that it was a
friend approached; and immediately after, from a cavern, the mouth of
which was concealed in one of the fissures above-mentioned, came forth
two figures, whose wild apparel corresponded very well with that of
their companion.
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