“I have my fine part of the booty, now let us run to help Captain
Pog in taking his. Ah, ah!” added he, with a diabolical laugh, as he
beheld the bay and the city wrapped in profound stillness, “soon Eblis
will shake his wings of fire over that scene. The sky will be in flames,
and the waters will run with blood!” Then, as a last precaution, he
emptied a tunnel of water on the signal pile, and descended in hot haste
to join the pirate vessels.
CHAPTER XXIX. CHRISTMAS
While so many misfortunes were threatening the city, the inhabitants
were quietly keeping Christmas.
Notwithstanding the uneasiness the opinion of the watchman had given,
notwithstanding the alarm caused by terror of the pirates, in every
house, poor or rich, preparations were being made for the patriarchal
feast.
We have spoken of the magnificent cradle which had long been in course
of preparation through the untiring industry of Dame Dulceline.
It was at last finished and placed in the hall of the dais, or hall of
honour in Maison-Forte.
Midnight had just sounded. The woman in charge was impatiently awaiting
the return of Raimond V., his daughter, Honorât de Berrol, and other
relations and guests whom the baron had invited to the ceremony.
All the family and guests had gone to La Ciotat, to be present at the
midnight mass.
Abbé Mascarolus had said mass in the chapel of the castle for those who
had remained at home.
We will conduct the reader to the hall of the dais, which occupied
two-thirds of the long gallery which communicated with the two wings of
the castle.
It was never opened except on solemn occasions.
A splendid red damask silk covered its walls. To supply the place of
flowers, quite rare in that season, masses of green branches, cut from
trees and arranged in boxes, hid almost entirely the ten large arched
windows of this immense hall.
At one end of the hall rose a granite chimneypiece, ten feet high and
heavily sculptured.
Notwithstanding the season was cold, no fire burned in this vast
fireplace, but an immense pile, composed of branches of vine, beech,
olive, and fir-apples, only waited the formality of custom to throw
waves of light and heat into the grand and stately apartment.
Two pine-trees with long green branches ornamented with ribbons,
oranges, and bunches of grapes, were set up in boxes on each side of
the chimney, and formed above the mantelpiece a veritable thicket of
verdure.
Six copper chandeliers with lighted yellow wax candles only partially
dissipated the darkness of the immense room.
At the other end, opposite the chimney, rose the dais, resembling
somewhat the canopy of a bed, with curtains, hangings, and cushions of
red damask, as were, too, the mantle and gloves, a part of the equipment
of office.
The red draperies covered, with their long folds, five wooden steps,
which were hidden under a rich Turkey carpet.
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