The Tremendous Event Part 26
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. . . And I had no business to be frightened, since you were there and you had promised to save me. Oh, Simon, how grateful I am to you!"
"I have done what any one would have done in my place, Dolores. Don't thank me."
He tried to free himself, but she held him and, after a moment's silence, said:
"She whom the chief calls the fair Indian had a name by which she was known in her own country. Shall I tell you what it was?"
"What was it, Dolores?"
In a low voice, without taking her eyes from his, she replied:
"The Chief's Reward!"
He had felt, in his inner consciousness, that this magnificent creature deserved some such name, that she was truly the prey which men seek to ravish, the captive to be saved at any cost, and that she did indeed offer, with her red lips and her brown shoulders, the most wonderful of rewards.
She had flung her arms about his neck; he was conscious of their caress; and for a moment they stood like that, motionless, uncertain of what was coming. But Isabel's image flashed across his mind and he remembered the oath which she had required of him:
"Not a moment's weakness, Simon. I should never forgive that."
He pulled himself together and said:
"Get some rest, Dolores. We have still a long way to go."
She also recovered herself and went down to the river, where she bathed her face in the cool water. Then, getting to work immediately, she collected all the provisions and ammunition that she could find on the wounded men.
"There!" she said, when everything was ready for their departure.
"Mazzani and Forsetta won't die, but we have nothing more to fear from them. We will leave them in the charge of the two tramps. The four of them will be able to defend themselves."
They exchanged no more words. They went up the river for another hour and reached the wide bend of which the people from Cayeux had told them. At the very beginning of this bend, which brought the waters of the Somme direct from France, they picked up Rolleston's trail on a tract of muddy sand. The trail led straight on, leaving the course of the river and running north.
"The fountains of gold lie in this direction evidently," Simon inferred. "Rolleston must be at least a day's journey ahead of us."
"Yes," said Dolores, "but his party is a large one, they have no horses left and their two prisoners are delaying their progress."
They met several wanderers, all of whom had heard the strange rumour which had spread from one end of the prairie to the other and all of whom were hunting for the fountain of gold. No one could give the least information.
But a sort of old crone came hobbling along, leaning on a stick and carrying a carpet-bag with the head of a little dog sticking out of it.
The dog was barking like mad. The old crone was humming a tune, in a faint, high-pitched voice.
Dolores questioned her. She replied, in short, sing-song sentences, which seemed a continuation of her ditty, that she had been walking for three days, never stopping . . . that she had worn out her shoes . . . and that when she was tired . . . she got her dog to carry her:
"Yes, my dog carries me," she repeated. "Don't you, d.i.c.k?"
"She's mad," Simon muttered.
The old woman nodded in a.s.sent and addressed them in a confidential tone:
"Yes, I'm mad. . . . I used not to be, but it's the gold . . . the rain of gold that has made me mad. . . . It shoots into the air like a fountain . . . and the gold coins and the bright pebbles . . . fall in a shower. . . . So you hold out your hat or your bag and the gold comes pouring into it. . . . My bag is full. . . . Would you like to see?"
She laughed quietly and, beckoning to Simon and Dolores, took her dog by the scruff of the neck, dropped him on the ground and half-opened her bag. Then, again in her sing-song voice:
"You are honest folk, aren't you? . . . I wouldn't show it to any one else. . . . But you won't hurt me."
Dolores and Simon eagerly bent over the bag. With her bony fingers the old woman first lifted a heap of rags kept there for d.i.c.k's benefit; she then removed a few s.h.i.+ny red and yellow pebbles. Beneath these lay quite a little h.o.a.rd of gold coins, of which she seized a generous handful, making them clink in the hollow of her hand. They were old coins of all sizes and bearing all sorts of heads.
Simon exclaimed excitedly:
"She comes from there! . . . She has been there!"
And shaking the mad woman by the shoulders, he asked:
"Where is it? How many hours have you been walking? Have you seen a party of men leading two prisoners, an old man and a girl?"
But the madwoman picked up her dog and closed her bag. She refused to hear. At the most, as she moved away, she said, or rather sang to the air of a ballad which the dog accompanied with his barking:
"Men on horseback. . . . They were galloping. . . . It was yesterday.
. . . A girl with fair hair. . . ."
Simon shrugged his shoulders:
"She's wandering. Rolleston has no horses. . . ."
"True," said Dolores, "but, all the same, Miss Bakefield's hair is fair."
They were much astonished, a little way on, to find that Rolleston's trail branched off into another trail which came from France and which had been left by the trampling of many horses--a dozen, Dolores estimated--whose marks were less recent than the bandits' footprints.
These were evidently the men on horseback whom the madwoman had seen.
Dolores and Simon had only to follow the beaten track displayed before their eyes on the carpet of moist sand. The region of sh.e.l.ls had come to an end. The plain was strewn with great, absolutely round rocks, formed by pebbles agglomerated in marl, huge b.a.l.l.s polished by all the submarine currents and deep-sea tides. In the end they were packed so close together that they const.i.tuted an insuperable obstacle, which the hors.e.m.e.n and then Rolleston had wheeled round.
When Simon and Dolores had pa.s.sed it, they came to a wide depression of the ground, the bottom of which was reached by circular terraces.
Down here were a few more of the round rocks. Amid these rocks lay a number of corpses. They counted five.
They were the bodies of young men, smartly dressed and wearing boots and spurs. Four had been killed by bullets, the fifth by a stab in the back between the shoulders.
Simon and Dolores looked at each other and then each continued in independent search.
On the sand lay bridles and girth, two nosebags full of oats, half-emptied meat-tins, unrolled blankets and a spirit-stove.
The victims' pockets had been ransacked. Nevertheless, Simon found in a waistcoat a sheet of paper bearing a list of ten names--Paul Cormier, Armand Darnaud, etc.--headed by this note:
"Foret-d'Eu Hunt."
Dolores explored the immediate surroundings. The clues which she thus obtained and the facts discovered by Simon enabled them to reconstruct the tragedy exactly. The hors.e.m.e.n, all members of a Norman hunt, camping on this spot two nights before, had been surprised in the morning by Rolleston's gang and the greater number ma.s.sacred.
With such men as Rolleston and his followers, the attack had inevitably ended in a thorough loot, but its main object had been the theft of the horses. When these had been taken after a fight, the robbers had made off at a gallop.
"There are only five bodies," said Dolores, "and there are ten names on the list. Where are the other five riders?"
The Tremendous Event Part 26
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