I knew enough of the desperate character of these beings to feel
assured this was not an idle menace. Their only mode of insuring
attention to their demands, is to make the infliction of the
penalty inevitable. I saw at once, however, that the demand was
preposterous, and made in improper language.
I told the captain so, and assured him, that so extravagant a sum
would never be granted; that I was neither friend or relative of
the prince, but a mere artist, employed to execute certain
paintings. That I had nothing to offer as a ransom but the price
of my labors; if this were not sufficient, my life was at their
disposal: it was a thing on which I sat but little value.
I was the more hardy in my reply, because I saw that coolness and
hardihood had an effect upon the robbers. It is true, as I
finished speaking the captain laid his hand upon his stiletto,
but he restrained himself, and snatching the letter, folded it,
and ordered me, in a peremptory tone, to address it to the
prince. He then despatched one of the laborers with it to
Tusculum, who promised to return with all possible speed.
The robbers now prepared themselves for sleep, and I was told
that I might do the same. They spread their great cloaks on the
ground, and lay down around me. One was stationed at a little
distance to keep watch, and was relieved every two hours. The
strangeness and wildness of this mountain bivouac, among lawless
beings whose hands seemed ever ready to grasp the stiletto, and
with whom life was so trivial and insecure, was enough to banish
repose. The coldness of the earth and of the dew, however, had a
still greater effect than mental causes in disturbing my rest.
The airs wafted to these mountains from the distant Mediterranean
diffused a great chilliness as the night advanced. An expedient
suggested itself. I called one of my fellow prisoners, the
laborers, and made him lie down beside me. Whenever one of my
limbs became chilled I approached it to the robust limb of my
neighbor, and borrowed some of his warmth. In this way I was able
to obtain a little sleep.
Day at length dawned, and I was roused from my slumber by the
voice of the chieftain. He desired me to rise and follow him. I
obeyed. On considering his physiognomy attentively, it appeared a
little softened. He even assisted me in scrambling up the steep
forest among rocks and brambles. Habit had made him a vigorous
mountaineer; but I found it excessively toilsome to climb those
rugged heights. We arrived at length at the summit of the
mountain.
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