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"No," replied Père Bastien, "all has happened for the best; they have
had a good lesson, and there were witnesses enough outside of the
brotherhood to keep them from venturing to attack Joseph or any of us
again. They are capable of doing harm when, by force or persuasion,
they have brought the candidate to take an oath. But Joseph took
none; he will, however, be silent because he is generous. Tiennet
will do the same, and so will our young woodsmen by my advice and
order. But your bagpipers know very well that if they touch a hair
of our heads all tongues will be loosened and the affair brought to
justice."
And the monk was saying to Benoît: "I can't laugh as you do about the
adventure, for I got into a passion which compels me to confess and
do penance. I can forgive them the blows they tried to give me, but
not those they forced me to give them. Ah! the prior of my convent
is right enough to taunt me with my temper, and tell me I ought to
combat not only the old Adam in me but the old peasant too,--that is,
the man within me who loves wine and fighting. Wine," continued the
monk, sighing, and filling his glass to the brim, "is conquered,
thank God! but I discovered this night that my blood is as
quarrelsome as ever, and that a mere tap could make me furious."
"But weren't you in a position of legitimate defence?" said Benoît.
"Come, come; you spoke to those fellows in a proper manner, and you
didn't strike till you were obliged to."
"That's all very true," replied the friar, "but my evil genius the
prior will ask me questions,--he'll pump the truth out of me; and I
shall be forced to confess that instead of doing it regretfully, I
was carried away with the pleasure of striking like a sledge-hammer,
forgetting I had a cassock on my back and thinking of the days when,
keeping my flocks in the Bourbonnais pastures, I went about
quarrelling with the other shepherds for the mere earthly vanity of
proving I was the strongest and most obstinate of them all."
Joseph was silent; no doubt he felt badly at seeing two such happy
couples without the right to sulk at them, after receiving such good
support from Huriel and me. The Head-Woodsman, who had a tender spot
in his heart for the fellow on account of his music, kept talking to
him of glory. Joseph made great efforts to witness the happiness of
others without showing jealousy; and we had to admit that, proud and
cold as he was, there was in him an uncommon force of will for
self-conquest. He remained hidden, as I did, for some time in his
mother's house, till the marks of the fray were effaced; for the
secret of the whole affair was very well kept by my comrades, though
Leonard, who behaved very boldly and yet judiciously, threatened the
bagpipers to reveal all to the authorities of the canton, if they did
not conduct themselves peacefully.
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