Besides； we will salt her down to feed the pigs。'
〃The old woman hears all this talk； but she does not stir。
〃 'Oh！ it is all right； she is asleep；' says the short ruffian； when he saw that the hunchback had not stirred。
〃That is how the old woman saved her life。 And she may be fairly called courageous； for it is a fact that there are not many girls here who could have breathed like cherubs while they heard that talk going on about the pigs。 Well； the two brigands set to work to lift up the dead man； they wrap him round in the sheets and chuck him out into the little yard； and the old woman hears the pigs scampering up to eat him； and grunting； HON！ hon！
〃So when morning comes；〃 the narrator resumed after a pause； 〃the woman gets up and goes down； paying a couple of sous for her bed。 She takes up her wallet； goes on just as if nothing had happened； asks for the news of the countryside； and gets away in peace。 She wants to run。 Running is quite out of the question； her legs fail her for fright； and lucky it was for her that she could not run； for this reason。 She had barely gone half a quarter of a league before she sees one of the brigands coming after her； just out of craftiness to make quite sure that she had seen nothing。 She guesses this； and sits herself down on a boulder。
〃 'What is the matter； good woman？' asks the short one； for it was the shorter one and the wickeder of the two who was dogging her。
〃 'Oh！ master；' says she； 'my wallet is so heavy； and I am so tired； that I badly want some good man to give me his arm' （sly thing； only listen to her！） 'if I am to get back to my poor home。'
〃Thereupon the brigand offers to go along with her； and she accepts his offer。 The fellow takes hold of her arm to see if she is afraid。 Not she！ She does not tremble a bit； and walks quietly along。 So there they are； chatting away as nicely as possible； all about farming； and the way to grow hemp； till they come to the outskirts of the town； where the hunchback lived； and the brigand made off for fear of meeting some of the sheriff's people。 The woman reached her house at mid…day； and waited there till her husband came home； she thought and thought over all that had happened on her journey and during the night。 The hemp…grower came home in the evening。 He was hungry； something must be got ready for him to eat。 So while she greases her frying…pan； and gets ready to fry something for him； she tells him how she sold her hemp； and gabbles away as females do； but not a word does she say about the pigs； nor about the gentleman who was murdered and robbed and eaten。 She holds her frying…pan in the flames so as to clean it； draws it out again to give it a wipe； and finds it full of blood。
〃 'What have you been putting into it？' says she to her man。
〃 'Nothing；' says he。
〃She thinks it must have been a nonsensical piece of woman's fancy； and puts her frying…pan into the fire again。 。 。 。 Pouf！ A head comes tumbling down the chimney！
〃 'Oh！ look！ It is nothing more nor less than the dead man's head；' says the old woman。 'How he stares at me！ What does he want！'
〃 'YOU MUST AVENGE ME！' says a voice。
〃 'What an idiot you are！' said the hemp…grower。 'Always seeing something or other that has no sort of sense about it！ Just you all over。'
〃He takes up the head； which snaps at his finger； and pitches it out into the yard。
〃 'Get on with my omelette；' he says； 'and do not bother yourself about that。 'Tis a cat。'
〃 'A cat！ says she； 'it was as round as a ball。'
〃She puts back her frying…pan on the fire。 。 。 。 Pouf！ Down comes a leg this time； and they go through the whole story again。 The man was no more astonished at the foot than he had been at the head； he snatched up the leg and threw it out at the door。 Before they had finished； the other leg； both arms； the body； the whole murdered traveler； in fact； came down piecemeal。 No omelette all this time！ The old hemp…seller grew very hungry indeed。
〃 'By my salvation！' said he； 'when once my omelette is made we will see about satisfying that man yonder。'
〃 'So you admit； now； that it was a man？' said the hunchback wife。 'What made you say that it was not a head a minute ago； you great worry？'
〃The woman breaks the eggs； fries the omelette； and dishes it up without any more grumbling； somehow this squabble began to make her feel very uncomfortable。 Her husband sits down and begins to eat。 The hunchback was frightened； and said that she was not hungry。
〃 'Tap！ tap！' There was a stranger rapping at the door。
〃 'Who is there？'
〃 'The man that died yesterday！'
〃 'Come in；' answers the hemp…grower。
〃So the traveler comes in； sits himself down on a three…legged stool； and says： 'Are you mindful of God； who gives eternal peace to those who confess His Name？ Woman！ You saw me done to death； and you have said nothing！ I have been eaten by the pigs！ The pigs do not enter Paradise； and therefore I； a Christian man； shall go down into hell； all because a woman forsooth will not speak； a thing that has never been known before。 You must deliver me；' and so on； and so on。
〃The woman； who was more and more frightened every minute； cleaned her frying…pan； put on her Sunday clothes； went to the justice； and told him about the crime； which was brought to light； and the robbers were broken on the wheel in proper style on the Market Place。 This good work accomplished； the woman and her husband always had the finest hemp you ever set eyes on。 Then； which pleased them still better； they had something that they had wished for for a long time； to…wit； a man… child； who in course of time became a great lord of the king's。
〃That is the true story of The Courageous Hunchback Woman。
〃I do not like stories of that sort； they make me dream at night；〃 said La Fosseuse。 〃Napoleon's adventures are much nicer； I think。〃
〃Quite true；〃 said the keeper。 〃Come now； M。 Goguelat； tell us about the Emperor。〃
〃The evening is too far gone；〃 said the postman； 〃and I do not care about cutting short the story of a victory。〃
〃Never mind； let us hear about it all the same！ We know the stories； for we have heard you tell them many a time； but it is always a pleasure to hear them。〃
〃Tell us about the Emperor！〃 cried several voices at once。
〃You will have it？〃 answered Goguelat。 〃Very good； but you will see that there is no sense in the story when it is gone through at a gallop。 I would rather tell you all about a single battle。 Shall it be Champ…Aubert； where we ran out of cartridges； and furbished them just the same with the bayonet？〃
〃No； the Emperor！ the Emperor！〃
The old infantry man got up from his truss of hay and glanced round about on those assembled； with the peculiar sombre expression in which may be read all the miseries； adventures； and hardships of an old soldier's career。 He took his coat by the two skirts in front； and raised them； as if it were a question of once more packing up the knapsack in which his kit； his shoes； and all he had in the world used to be stowed； for a moment he stood leaning all his weight on his left foot； then he swung the right foot forward； and yielded with a good grace to the wishes of his audience。 He swept his gray hair to one side； so as to leave his forehead bare； and flung back his head and gazed upwards； as if to raise himself to the lofty height of the gigantic story that he was about to tell。
〃Napoleon； you see； my friends； was born in Corsica； which is a French island warmed by the Italian sun； it is like a furnace there； everything is scorched up； and they keep on killing each other from father to son for generations all about nothing at all'tis a notion they have。 To begin at the beginning； there was something extraordinary about the thing from the first； it occurred to his mother； who was the handsomest woman of her time； and a shrewd soul； to dedicate him to God； so that he should escape all the dangers of infancy and of his after life； for she had dreamed that the world was on fire on the day he was born。 It was a prophecy！ So she asked God to protect him； on condition that Napoleon should re…establish His holy religion； which had been thrown to the ground just then。 That was the agreement； we shall see what came of it。
〃Now； do you follow me carefully； and tell me whether what you are about to hear is natural。
〃It is certain sure that only a man who had had imagination enough to make a mysterious compact would be capable of going further than anybody else； and of passing through volleys of grape…shot and showers of bullets which carried us off like flies； but which had a respect for his head。 I myself had particular proof of that at Eylau。 I see him yet； he climbs a hillock； takes his field…glass； looks along our lines； and says； 'That is going on all right。' One of the deep fellows； with a bunch of feathers in his cap； used to plague him a good deal from all accounts； following him about everywhere； even when he was getting his meals。 This fellow wants to do something clever； so as soon as the Emperor goes away he takes his place。 Oh！ swept away in a moment！ And this is the last of the bunch of feathers！ You understand quite clearly that Napoleon had undertaken to keep his secret to himself。 Th