-- whether the field's owner -- in his
irritation at discovering the robber,
-- or one of a band of similar `charbonniers' (for they suppose the man
to be a Piedmontese of that occupation) remains to be proved:
they began by imprisoning the owner, who denies his guilt energetically.
Now the odd thing is, that, either the day of, or after the murder, --
as I and S. were looking at the utter
solitude, I had the fancy
"What should I do if I suddenly came upon a dead body in this field?
Go and
proclaim it -- and subject myself to all the vexations
inflicted by the French way of
procedure (which begins by assuming
that you may be the criminal) -- or
neglect an
obvious duty,
and return silently." I, of course, saw that the former
was the only proper course,
whatever the
annoyance involved.
And, all the while, there was just about to be the very same incident
for the trouble of somebody.'
==
Here the
account breaks off; but
writing again from the same place,
August 16, 1882, he takes up the suspended
narrative with this question:
`Did I tell you of what happened to me on the last day of my stay here
last year?' And after repeating the main facts continues as follows:
==
`This morning, in the course of my walk, I entered into conversation
with two persons of whom I made enquiry myself. They said the accused man,
a simple person, had been locked up in a high
chamber, --
protesting his
innocencestrongly, -- and troubled in his mind
by the affair
altogether and the turn it was
taking, had profited
by the gendarme's negligence, and thrown himself out of the window --
and so died, continuing to the last to protest as before.
My presentiment of what such a person might have to undergo
was justified you see -- though I should not in any case
have taken THAT way of getting out of the difficulty.
The man added, "it was not he who committed the murder,
but the companions of the man, an Italian charcoal-burner,
who owed him a
grudge, killed him, and dragged him to the field --
filling his sack with potatoes as if
stolen, to give a likelihood
that the field's owner had caught him stealing and killed him, --
so M. Perrier the greffier told me." Enough of this grim story.
. . . . .
`My sister was
anxious to know exactly where the body was found:
"Vouz savez la croix au sommet de la colline? A cette distance de cela!"
That is
precisely where I was
standing when the thought came over me.'
==
A passage in a
subsequent letter of September 3 clearly refers
to some
comment of Mrs. Fitz-Gerald's on the
peculiar nature
of this presentiment:
==
`No -- I
attribute no sort of supernaturalism to my fancy about the thing
that was really about to take place. By a law of the association of ideas --
CONTRARIES come into the mind as often as SIMILARITIES --
and the peace and
solitudereadily called up the notion
of what would most jar with them. I have often thought of the trouble
that might have
befallen me if poor Miss Smith's death had happened
the night before, when we were on the mountain alone together --
or next morning when we were on the proposed
excursion --
only THEN we should have had companions.'
==
The letter then passes to other subjects.
==
`This is the fifth
magnificent day -- like
magnificence,
unfit for turning to much
account -- for we cannot walk till sunset.
I had two hours' walk, or nearly, before breakfast, however:
It is the loveliest country I ever had experience of,
and we shall
prolong our stay perhaps -- apart from the concern