The cannon pealed, second after second; the mountains gave back peal
after peal, from the very depths of their valleys; and as for myself, I
was quite carried away by the thought of having seen this man the day
before; it seemed like a dream.
Then, about ten o'clock, I passed the bridge of the French gate. The
last cannon sounded upon the bastion of the powder-house; the crowd of
men, women and children descended the ramparts, as if it were a
festival; they knew nothing, thought of nothing, while cries of "Vive
l'Empereur!" rose in every street.
I passed through the crowd, well pleased at bringing good news to my
wife; and I was saying to myself beforehand, "The little one is doing
well, Sorlé!" when, at the corner of the market, I saw her at our door.
I raised my cane at once, and smiled, as much as to say "Baruch is
safe--we may laugh!"
She understood me, and went in at once; but I overtook her on the
stairs, and embraced her, saying:
"It is a good, hearty little fellow--there! Such a baby--so round and
rosy! And Zeffen is doing well. Baruch wished me to embrace you for
him. But where is Sâfel?"
"Under the market, selling."
"Ah, good!"
We went into our room. I sat down and began to praise Zeffen's baby.
Sorlé listened with delight, looking at me with her great black eyes,
and wiping my forehead, for I had walked fast, and could hardly breathe.
And then, all of a sudden, our Sâfel came in. I had not time to turn
my head before he was on my knees, with his hands in my pockets. The
child knew that his sister Zeffen never forgot him; and Sorlé, too,
liked to bite an apple.
You see, Fritz, when I think of these things, everything comes back to
me; I could talk to you about it forever.
It was Friday, the day before the Sabbath; the _Schabbés-Goïe_* was to
come in the afternoon. While we were still alone at dinner, and I
related for the fifth and sixth time how Zimmer had recognized me, how
he had taken me into the presence of the Duke of Bellune, my wife told
me that the marshal had made the tour of our ramparts on horseback,
with his staff-officers; that he had examined the advanced works, the
bastions, the glacis, and that he had said, as he went down the college
street, that the place would hold out for eighteen days, and that it
must be fortified immediately.
* Woman, not Israelite, who on Saturday performs in a Jewish household
the labors forbidden by the law of Moses.
I remembered at once that he had asked me if we wished to defend
ourselves, and I exclaimed: "He is sure that the enemy is coming; since
he is going to put cannon upon the ramparts, it is because there will
be need of them. It is not natural to make preparations which are not
to be used. And, if the allies come, the gates will be shut. What
will become of us without our business? The country people can neither
go in nor out, and what will become of us?"
Then Sorlé showed her good sense, for she said:
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