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Updated: May 3, 2025
I was about to leave the town without my curiosity being satisfied when circumstances came about in which I learned, in all their horror, the dangers to which the miners are exposed. On the day that I was to leave Varses a large block of coal fell on Alexix's hand and almost crushed his finger. For several days he was obliged to give the hand complete rest.
It was three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Varses and a radiant sun shone in the clear sky, but the nearer we got to the town the darker became the atmosphere. Between the sky and the earth hung a cloud of smoke. I knew that Alexix's uncle was a miner at Varses, but I did not know whether he lived in the town itself or outside.
I simply knew that he worked in a mine called the "Truyère." Upon entering the town I asked where this mine was situated, and I was directed to the left bank of the river Divonne, in a little dale, traversed by a ravine, after which the mine had been named. This dale is as unattractive as the town. At the office they told us where Uncle Gaspard, Alexix's uncle, lived.
"Alexix has spoken of you. He's been expecting you. Who's that boy?" She pointed to Mattia. "He's my friend." This woman was Alexix's aunt. I thought she would ask us to go in and rest, for we were very dusty and tired, but she simply repeated that if I would return at six o'clock I could see Alexix, who was then at the mine. I had not the heart to ask for what was not offered.
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