"Their citadel was impregnable. The rock is sliced down perpendicularly
on all sides. The village forms a group below on the little hill which
supports the block of lava. It is some distance from Lantriac. The
insuperable ravines here make all distances great. Having started early,
however, we arrived last Tuesday toward noon, and our little horse
carried us to the foot of the postern. Peyraque left me there, in order
to take care of our animal, and to look at some others, for he has quite
a reputation in veterinary science, and wherever he goes, practice of
this kind always comes to him.
"I found a little girl ten years of age to open the door for me; but
when I asked to see Dame Roqueberte, the child told me with tears that
her mother was dying. I hurried to where she lives,--a part of the
castle still standing, in good repair,--and I found her the victim of a
brain-fever. Little Didier was playing about the room with another of
this poor woman's children; the latter child was quite happy,
comprehending nothing, although the elder; while Didier, between smiles
and tears, was looking toward the bedside with as much anxiety as a
little creature of three years could be expected to show. When he caught
sight of me, he came to me at once, and without coquetting before
embracing me, as he did the first time, he clung to my dress, pulling me
with his little hands, and saying 'mamma,' in a voice so plaintive and
gentle that my whole heart was won by it. He was certainly telling me
about the strange condition of his adopted mother. I drew near the bed.
Dame Roqueberte could not speak; she knew no one. Her husband came in
after a moment and began to be alarmed, for she had been in this state
only a few hours. I told him it was time to send for a physician and a
woman to take care of his wife, which he did at once; and as I could not
be sure that it was not typhoid fever, I sent the children out of the
room, warning the husband that it might be dangerous to leave them
there.
"When the physician came at the expiration of two hours, he approved
what I had done, observing that the disease had not yet defined itself
and that the children must be placed in some other house. This change I
undertook to make with the help of Peyraque, for the husband had quite
lost his senses, and thought of nothing but having candles burnt in the
village church and prayers mumbled in Latin which he could not
understand, but which seemed to him of more efficacy than the doctor's
prescriptions.
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