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"Surely you did not come from Kerselec!" she repeated. Her sweet voice had no trace of the Breton accent nor of any accent which I knew, and yet there was something in it I seemed to have heard before, something quaint and indefinable, like the theme of an old song. I explained that I was an American, unacquainted with Finistere, shooting there for my own amusement.
In Finistère the bonfires of St. John's Day are kindled by preference in an open space near a chapel of St. John; but if there is no such chapel, they are lighted in the square facing the parish church and in some districts at cross-roads. Everybody brings fuel for the fire, it may be a faggot, a log, a branch, or an armful of gorse.
But every day the wild ducks rise from it in fright clouds of them and the curlew and lapwings fill the sky with their clamour." "A poacher?" "I know of none remaining here in Finistère." "Have you seen anything in the sky? An eagle?" "Only the wild fowl whirling above the étang." "You have heard nothing from the clouds?" "Only the vanneaux complaining and the wild curlew answering."
One of the dolmens of Finistère is said to cure rheumatism in anyone who rubs against the loftiest of its stones, and another heals fever patients who sleep under it. Stones with holes pierced in them are believed to be peculiarly effective, and it suffices to pass the diseased limb or, when possible, the invalid himself through the hole.
They seldom bear any traces of having been used, and in many cases they appear to have been intentionally broken, probably in conformity with some funereal rite. Finistere, though not so rich as Morbihan, furnished an important contingent. The excavations of the Kerhue-Bras tumulus brought to light a sepulchral chamber which contained thirty-three arrow-beads.
The machinery will be run by electricity and we shall have real up-to-date, timbreless, Protestant peals." "Then Carhaix's wife will have a chance to go back to Finistère." "No, they are too poor, and then too Carhaix would be broken-hearted if he lost his bells. Curious, a man's affection for the object that he manipulates. The mechanic's love for his machine.
One fifth of the weapons, especially the swords and daggers found beneath the dolmens, are of bronze. At Kerhue in Finistere, a number of bronze swords were arranged in a circle round a little heap of cinders and black earth, relics, probably, of the cremation of the dead, in honor of whom the tumulus had been erected. Iron was much more rarely used than bronze in the greater part of Europe.
"Don't you think he might spare a week to flirt with the prettiest girl in Finistere?" inquired Lys innocently. "Prettiest girl! Not much!" I said. "Who is, then?" urged Lys. I laughed a trifle sheepishly. "I suppose you mean me, Dick," said Lys, coloring up. "Now I bore you, don't I?" "Bore me? Ah, no, Dick." After coffee and cigarettes were served I spoke about Tregunc, and Lys approved.
"Such a machine has been reported many, many times as though not one but hundreds were in Finistère. And, what is very disquieting to us a report has arrived from a distant and totally independent source from Sweden that air-crafts of this general type have been secretly built in Germany by the hundreds." After a moment’s silence she stepped into the house; he followed.
He has named them the systems of La Vendée, of Finistère, of Longmynd, and of Morbihan.
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