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  CHAPTERV

  APROVIDENTIALPEEP—HOLE

  Mariushadlivedforfiveyearsinpoverty,indestitution,evenindistress,buthenowperceivedthathehadnotknownrealmisery。Truemiseryhehadbutjusthadaviewof。

  Itwasitsspectrewhichhadjustpassedbeforehiseyes。

  Infact,hewhohasonlybeheldthemiseryofmanhasseennothing;

  themiseryofwomaniswhathemustsee;hewhohasseenonlythemiseryofwomanhasseennothing;hemustseethemiseryofthechild。

  Whenamanhasreachedhislastextremity,hehasreachedhislastresourcesatthesametime。Woetothedefencelessbeingswhosurroundhim!Work,wages,bread,fire,courage,goodwill,allfailhimsimultaneously。Thelightofdayseemsextinguishedwithout,themorallightwithin;intheseshadowsmanencountersthefeeblenessofthewomanandthechild,andbendsthemviolentlytoignominy。

  Thenallhorrorsbecomepossible。Despairissurroundedwithfragilepartitionswhichallopenoneitherviceorcrime。

  Health,youth,honor,alltheshydelicaciesoftheyoungbody,theheart,virginity,modesty,thatepidermisofthesoul,aremanipulatedinsinisterwisebythatfumblingwhichseeksresources,whichencountersopprobrium,andwhichaccomodatesitselftoit。

  Fathers,mothers,children,brothers,sisters,men,women,daughters,adhereandbecomeincorporated,almostlikeamineralformation,inthatduskypromiscuousnessofsexes,relationships,ages,infamies,andinnocences。Theycrouch,backtoback,inasortofhutoffate。

  Theyexchangewoe—begoneglances。Oh,theunfortunatewretches!

  Howpaletheyare!Howcoldtheyare!Itseemsasthoughtheydweltinaplanetmuchfurtherfromthesunthanours。

  ThisyounggirlwastoMariusasortofmessengerfromtherealmofsadshadows。Sherevealedtohimahideoussideofthenight。

  Mariusalmostreproachedhimselfforthepreoccupationsofreveryandpassionwhichhadpreventedhisbestowingaglanceonhisneighborsuptothatday。Thepaymentoftheirrenthadbeenamechanicalmovement,whichanyonewouldhaveyieldedto;

  buthe,Marius,shouldhavedonebetterthanthat。What!onlyawallseparatedhimfromthoseabandonedbeingswholivedgropinglyinthedarkoutsidethepaleoftherestoftheworld,hewaselbowtoelbowwiththem,hewas,insomesort,thelastlinkofthehumanracewhichtheytouched,heheardthemlive,orrather,rattleinthedeathagonybesidehim,andhepaidnoheedtothem!

  Everyday,everyinstant,heheardthemwalkingontheothersideofthewall,heheardthemgo,andcome,andspeak,andhedidnotevenlendanear!Andgroanslayinthosewords,andhedidnotevenlistentothem,histhoughtswereelsewhere,givenuptodreams,toimpossibleradiances,tolovesintheair,tofollies;

  andallthewhile,humancreatures,hisbrothersinJesusChrist,hisbrothersinthepeople,wereagonizinginvainbesidehim!

  Heevenformedapartoftheirmisfortune,andheaggravatedit。

  Foriftheyhadhadanotherneighborwhowaslesschimericalandmoreattentive,anyordinaryandcharitableman,evidentlytheirindigencewouldhavebeennoticed,theirsignalsofdistresswouldhavebeenperceived,andtheywouldhavebeentakenholdofandrescued!

  Theyappearedverycorruptandverydepraved,nodoubt,veryvile,veryodiouseven;butthosewhofallwithoutbecomingdegradedarerare;besides,thereisapointwheretheunfortunateandtheinfamousuniteandareconfoundedinasingleword,afatalword,themiserable;whosefaultisthis?Andthenshouldnotthecharitybeallthemoreprofound,inproportionasthefallisgreat?

  Whilereadinghimselfthismorallesson,fortherewereoccasionsonwhichMarius,likealltrulyhonesthearts,washisownpedagogueandscoldedhimselfmorethanhedeserved,hestaredatthewallwhichseparatedhimfromtheJondrettes,asthoughhewereabletomakehisgaze,fullofpity,penetratethatpartitionandwarmthesewretchedpeople。Thewallwasathinlayerofplasterupheldbylathesandbeams,and,asthereaderhadjustlearned,itallowedthesoundofvoicesandwordstobeclearlydistinguished。

  OnlyamanasdreamyasMariuscouldhavefailedtoperceivethislongbefore。Therewasnopaperpastedonthewall,eitheronthesideoftheJondrettesoronthatofMarius;thecoarseconstructionwasvisibleinitsnakedness。Mariusexaminedthepartition,almostunconsciously;sometimesreveryexamines,observes,andscrutinizesasthoughtwould。Allatoncehesprangup;

  hehadjustperceived,nearthetop,closetotheceiling,atriangularhole,whichresultedfromthespacebetweenthreelathes。

  Theplasterwhichshouldhavefilledthiscavitywasmissing,andbymountingonthecommode,aviewcouldbehadthroughthisapertureintotheJondrettes’attic。Commiserationhas,andshouldhave,itscuriosity。Thisapertureformedasortofpeep—hole。Itispermissibletogazeatmisfortunelikeatraitorinordertosuccorit。[27]

  [27]Thepeep—holeisaJudasinFrench。Hencethehalf—punningallusion。

  \"Letusgetsomelittleideaofwhatthesepeoplearelike,\"

  thoughtMarius,\"andinwhatconditiontheyare。\"

  Heclimbeduponthecommode,puthiseyetothecrevice,andlooked。

  CHAPTERVI

  THEWILDMANINHISLAIR

  Cities,likeforests,havetheircavernsinwhichallthemostwickedandformidablecreatureswhichtheycontainconcealthemselves。Only,incities,thatwhichthusconcealsitselfisferocious,unclean,andpetty,thatistosay,ugly;inforests,thatwhichconcealsitselfisferocious,savage,andgrand,thatistosay,beautiful。Takingonelairwithanother,thebeast’sispreferabletotheman’s。Cavernsarebetterthanhovels。

  WhatMariusnowbeheldwasahovel。

  Mariuswaspoor,andhischamberwaspoverty—stricken,butashispovertywasnoble,hisgarretwasneat。Thedenuponwhichhiseyenowrestedwasabject,dirty,fetid,pestiferous,mean,sordid。Theonlyfurnitureconsistedofastrawchair,aninfirmtable,someoldbitsofcrockery,andintwoofthecorners,twoindescribablepallets;

  allthelightwasfurnishdbyadormerwindowoffourpanes,drapedwithspiders’webs。Throughthisaperturetherepenetratedjustenoughlighttomakethefaceofamanappearlikethefaceofaphantom。Thewallshadaleprousaspect,andwerecoveredwithseamsandscars,likeavisagedisfiguredbysomehorriblemalady;

  arepulsivemoistureexudedfromthem。Obscenesketchesroughlysketchedwithcharcoalcouldbedistinguisheduponthem。

  ThechamberwhichMariusoccupiedhadadilapidatedbrickpavement;

  thisonewasneithertilednorplanked;itsinhabitantssteppeddirectlyontheantiqueplasterofthehovel,whichhadgrownblackunderthelong—continuedpressureoffeet。Uponthisunevenfloor,wherethedirtseemedtobefairlyincrusted,andwhichpossessedbutonevirginity,thatofthebroom,werecapriciouslygroupedconstellationsofoldshoes,socks,andrepulsiverags;however,thisroomhadafireplace,soitwasletforfortyfrancsayear。

  Therewaseverysortofthinginthatfireplace,abrazier,apot,brokenboards,ragssuspendedfromnails,abird—cage,ashes,andevenalittlefire。Twobrandsweresmoulderingthereinamelancholyway。

  Onethingwhichaddedstillmoretothehorrorsofthisgarretwas,thatitwaslarge。Ithadprojectionsandanglesandblackholes,thelowersidesofroofs,bays,andpromontories。Hencehorrible,unfathomablenookswhereitseemedasthoughspidersasbigasone’sfist,wood—liceaslargeasone’sfoot,andperhapseven——whoknows?——

  somemonstroushumanbeings,mustbehiding。

  Oneofthepalletswasnearthedoor,theothernearthewindow。

  OneendofeachtouchedthefireplaceandfacedMarius。InacornerneartheaperturethroughwhichMariuswasgazing,acoloredengravinginablackframewassuspendedtoanailonthewall,andatitsbottom,inlargeletters,wastheinscription:THEDREAM。

  Thisrepresentedasleepingwoman,andachild,alsoasleep,thechildonthewoman’slap,aneagleinacloud,withacrowninhisbeak,andthewomanthrustingthecrownawayfromthechild’shead,withoutawakingthelatter;inthebackground,Napoleoninaglory,leaningonaverybluecolumnwithayellowcapitalornamentedwiththisinscription:

  MARINGO

  AUSTERLITS

  IENA

  WAGRAMME

  ELOT

  Beneaththisframe,asortofwoodenpanel,whichwasnolongerthanitwasbroad,stoodonthegroundandrestedinaslopingattitudeagainstthewall。Ithadtheappearanceofapicturewithitsfaceturnedtothewall,ofaframeprobablyshowingadaubontheotherside,ofsomepier—glassdetachedfromawallandlyingforgottentherewhilewaitingtoberehung。

  Nearthetable,uponwhichMariusdescriedapen,ink,andpaper,satamanaboutsixtyyearsofage,small,thin,livid,haggard,withacunning,cruel,anduneasyair;ahideousscoundrel。

  IfLavaterhadstudiedthisvisage,hewouldhavefoundthevulturemingledwiththeattorneythere,thebirdofpreyandthepettifoggerrenderingeachothermutuallyhideousandcomplementingeachother;

  thepettifoggermakingthebirdofpreyignoble,thebirdofpreymakingthepettifoggerhorrible。

  Thismanhadalonggraybeard。Hewascladinawoman’schemise,whichallowedhishairybreastandhisbarearms,bristlingwithgrayhair,tobeseen。Beneaththischemise,muddytrousersandbootsthroughwhichhistoesprojectedwerevisible。

  Hehadapipeinhismouthandwassmoking。Therewasnobreadinthehovel,buttherewasstilltobacco。

  HewaswritingprobablysomemoreletterslikethosewhichMariushadread。

  Onthecornerofthetablelayanancient,dilapidated,reddishvolume,andthesize,whichwastheantique12moofreading—rooms,betrayedaromance。Onthecoversprawledthefollowingtitle,printedinlargecapitals:GOD;THEKING;HONORANDTHELADIES;

  BYDUCRAYDUMINIL,1814。

  Asthemanwrote,hetalkedaloud,andMariusheardhiswords:——

  \"Theideathatthereisnoequality,evenwhenyouaredead!

  JustlookatPereLachaise!Thegreat,thosewhoarerich,areupabove,intheacaciaalley,whichispaved。Theycanreachitinacarriage。

  Thelittlepeople,thepoor,theunhappy,well,whatofthem?theyareputdownbelow,wherethemudisuptoyourknees,inthedampplaces。Theyareputtheresothattheywilldecaythesooner!

  Youcannotgotoseethemwithoutsinkingintotheearth。\"

  Hepaused,smotethetablewithhisfist,andadded,ashegroundhisteeth:——

  \"Oh!Icouldeatthewholeworld!\"

  Abigwoman,whomightbefortyyearsofage,orahundred,wascrouchingnearthefireplaceonherbareheels。

  She,too,wascladonlyinachemiseandaknittedpetticoatpatchedwithbitsofoldcloth。Acoarselinenapronconcealedthehalfofherpetticoat。Althoughthiswomanwasdoubledupandbenttogether,itcouldbeseenthatshewasofveryloftystature。

  Shewasasortofgiant,besideherhusband。Shehadhideoushair,ofareddishblondwhichwasturninggray,andwhichshethrustbackfromtimetotime,withherenormousshininghands,withtheirflatnails。

  Besideher,onthefloor,wideopen,layabookofthesameformastheother,andprobablyavolumeofthesameromance。

  Ononeofthepallets,Mariuscaughtaglimpseofasortoftallpaleyounggirl,whosattherehalfnakedandwithpendantfeet,andwhodidnotseemtobelisteningorseeingorliving。

  Nodoubttheyoungersisteroftheonewhohadcometohisroom。

  Sheseemedtobeelevenortwelveyearsofage。Oncloserscrutinyitwasevidentthatshereallywasfourteen。Shewasthechildwhohadsaid,ontheboulevardtheeveningbefore:

  \"Ibolted,bolted,bolted!\"

  Shewasofthatpunysortwhichremainsbackwardforalongtime,thensuddenlystartsuprapidly。Itisindigencewhichproducesthesemelancholyhumanplants。Thesecreatureshaveneitherchildhoodnoryouth。Atfifteenyearsofagetheyappeartobetwelve,atsixteentheyseemtwenty。To—dayalittlegirl,to—morrowawoman。

  Onemightsaythattheystridethroughlife,inordertogetthroughwithitthemorespeedily。

  Atthismoment,thisbeinghadtheairofachild。

  Moreover,notraceofworkwasrevealedinthatdwelling;

  nohandicraft,nospinning—wheel,notatool。Inonecornerlaysomeironmongeryofdubiousaspect。Itwasthedulllistlessnesswhichfollowsdespairandprecedesthedeathagony。

  Mariusgazedforawhileatthisgloomyinterior,moreterrifyingthantheinteriorofatomb,forthehumansoulcouldbefeltflutteringthere,andlifewaspalpitatingthere。Thegarret,thecellar,thelowlyditchwherecertainindigentwretchescrawlattheverybottomofthesocialedifice,isnotexactlythesepulchre,butonlyitsantechamber;but,asthewealthydisplaytheirgreatestmagnificenceattheentranceoftheirpalaces,itseemsthatdeath,whichstandsdirectlysidebysidewiththem,placesitsgreatestmiseriesinthatvestibule。

  Themanheldhispeace,thewomanspokenoword,theyounggirldidnotevenseemtobreathe。Thescratchingofthepenonthepaperwasaudible。

  Themangrumbled,withoutpausinginhiswriting。\"Canaille!canaille!

  everybodyiscanaille!\"

  ThisvariationtoSolomon’sexclamationelicitedasighfromthewoman。

  \"Calmyourself,mylittlefriend,\"shesaid。\"Don’thurtyourself,mydear。Youaretoogoodtowritetoallthosepeople,husband。\"

  Bodiespressclosetoeachotherinmisery,asincold,butheartsdrawapart。Thiswomanmusthavelovedthisman,toallappearance,judgingfromtheamountoflovewithinher;butprobably,inthedailyandreciprocalreproachesofthehorribledistresswhichweighedonthewholegroup,thishadbecomeextinct。Therenolongerexistedinheranythingmorethantheashesofaffectionforherhusband。Nevertheless,caressingappellationshadsurvived,asisoftenthecase。Shecalledhim:Mydear,mylittlefriend,mygoodman,etc。,withhermouthwhileherheartwassilent。

  Themanresumedhiswriting。

  CHAPTERVII

  STRATEGYANDTACTICS

  Marius,withaloaduponhisbreast,wasonthepointofdescendingfromthespeciesofobservatorywhichhehadimprovised,whenasoundattractedhisattentionandcausedhimtoremainathispost。

  Thedooroftheattichadjustburstopenabruptly。Theeldestgirlmadeherappearanceonthethreshold。Onherfeet,shehadlarge,coarse,men’sshoes,bespatteredwithmud,whichhadsplashedeventoherredankles,andshewaswrappedinanoldmantlewhichhungintatters。Mariushadnotseenitonheranhourpreviously,butshehadprobablydepositeditathisdoor,inorderthatshemightinspirethemorepity,andhadpickeditupagainonemerging。

  Sheentered,pushedthedoortobehindher,pausedtotakebreath,forshewascompletelybreathless,thenexclaimedwithanexpressionoftriumphandjoy:——

  \"Heiscoming!\"

  Thefatherturnedhiseyestowardsher,thewomanturnedherhead,thelittlesisterdidnotstir。

  \"Who?\"demandedherfather。

  \"Thegentleman!\"

  \"Thephilanthropist?\"

  \"Yes。\"

  \"FromthechurchofSaint—Jacques?\"

  \"Yes。\"

  \"Thatoldfellow?\"

  \"Yes。\"

  \"Andheiscoming?\"

  \"Heisfollowingme。\"

  \"Youaresure?\"

  \"Iamsure。\"

  \"There,truly,heiscoming?\"

  \"Heiscominginafiacre。\"

  \"Inafiacre。HeisRothschild。\"

  Thefatherrose。

  \"Howareyousure?Ifheiscominginafiacre,howisitthatyouarrivebeforehim?Yougavehimouraddressatleast?Didyoutellhimthatitwasthelastdoorattheendofthecorridor,ontheright?

  Ifheonlydoesnotmakeamistake!Soyoufoundhimatthechurch?

  Didhereadmyletter?Whatdidhesaytoyou?\"

  \"Ta,ta,ta,\"saidthegirl,\"howyoudogallopon,mygoodman!

  Seehere:Ienteredthechurch,hewasinhisusualplace,Imadehimareverence,andIhandedhimtheletter;hereaditandsaidtome:

  `Wheredoyoulive,mychild?’Isaid:`Monsieur,Iwillshowyou。’

  Hesaidtome:`No,givemeyouraddress,mydaughterhassomepurchasestomake,Iwilltakeacarriageandreachyourhouseatthesametimethatyoudo。’Igavehimtheaddress。WhenImentionedthehouse,heseemedsurprisedandhesitatedforaninstant,thenhesaid:

  `Nevermind,Iwillcome。’Whenthemasswasfinished,Iwatchedhimleavethechurchwithhisdaughter,andIsawthementeracarriage。Icertainlydidtellhimthelastdoorinthecorridor,ontheright。\"

  \"Andwhatmakesyouthinkthathewillcome?\"

  \"IhavejustseenthefiacreturnintotheRuePetit—Banquier。Thatiswhatmademerunso。\"

  \"Howdoyouknowthatitwasthesamefiacre?\"

  \"BecauseItooknoticeofthenumber,sothere!\"

  \"Whatwasthenumber?\"

  \"440。\"

  \"Good,youareaclevergirl。\"

  Thegirlstaredboldlyatherfather,andshowingtheshoeswhichshehadonherfeet:——

  \"Aclevergirl,possibly;butItellyouIwon’tputtheseshoesonagain,andthatIwon’t,forthesakeofmyhealth,inthefirstplace,andforthesakeofcleanliness,inthenext。

  Idon’tknowanythingmoreirritatingthanshoesthatsquelch,andgoghi,ghi,ghi,thewholetime。Iprefertogobarefoot。\"

  \"Youareright,\"saidherfather,inasweettonewhichcontrastedwiththeyounggirl’srudeness,\"butthen,youwillnotbeallowedtoenterchurches,forpoorpeoplemusthaveshoestodothat。

  OnecannotgobarefoottothegoodGod,\"headdedbitterly。

  Then,returningtothesubjectwhichabsorbedhim:——

  \"Soyouaresurethathewillcome?\"

  \"Heisfollowingonmyheels,\"saidshe。

  Themanstartedup。Asortofilluminationappearedonhiscountenance。

  \"Wife!\"heexclaimed,\"youhear。Hereisthephilanthropist。

  Extinguishthefire。\"

  Thestupefiedmotherdidnotstir。

  Thefather,withtheagilityofanacrobat,seizedabroken—nosedjugwhichstoodonthechimney,andflungthewateronthebrands。

  Then,addressinghiseldestdaughter:——

  \"Hereyou!Pullthestrawoffthatchair!\"

  Hisdaughterdidnotunderstand。

  Heseizedthechair,andwithonekickherendereditseatless。

  Hislegpassedthroughit。

  Ashewithdrewhisleg,heaskedhisdaughter:——

  \"Isitcold?\"

  \"Verycold。Itissnowing。\"

  Thefatherturnedtowardstheyoungergirlwhosatonthebednearthewindow,andshoutedtoherinathunderingvoice:——

  \"Quick!getoffthatbed,youlazything!willyouneverdoanything?

  Breakapaneofglass!\"

  Thelittlegirljumpedoffthebedwithashiver。

  \"Breakapane!\"herepeated。

  Thechildstoodstillinbewilderment。

  \"Doyouhearme?\"repeatedherfather,\"Itellyoutobreakapane!\"

  Thechild,withasortofterrifiedobedience,roseontiptoe,andstruckapanewithherfist。Theglassbrokeandfellwithaloudclatter。

  \"Good,\"saidthefather。

  Hewasgraveandabrupt。Hisglancesweptrapidlyoverallthecranniesofthegarret。Onewouldhavesaidthathewasageneralmakingthefinalpreparationatthemomentwhenthebattleisonthepointofbeginning。

  Themother,whohadnotsaidawordsofar,nowroseanddemandedinadull,slow,languidvoice,whenceherwordsseemedtoemergeinacongealedstate:——

  \"Whatdoyoumeantodo,mydear?\"

  \"Getintobed,\"repliedtheman。

  Hisintonationadmittedofnodeliberation。Themotherobeyed,andthrewherselfheavilyononeofthepallets。

  Inthemeantime,asobbecameaudibleinonecorner。

  \"What’sthat?\"criedthefather。

  Theyoungerdaughterexhibitedherbleedingfist,withoutquittingthecornerinwhichshewascowering。Shehadwoundedherselfwhilebreakingthewindow;shewentoff,nearhermother’spalletandweptsilently。

  Itwasnowthemother’sturntostartupandexclaim:——

  \"Justseethere!Whatfolliesyoucommit!Shehascutherselfbreakingthatpaneforyou!\"

  \"Somuchthebetter!\"saidtheman。\"Iforesawthat。\"

  \"What?Somuchthebetter?\"retortedhiswife。

  \"Peace!\"repliedthefather,\"Isuppressthelibertyofthepress。\"

  Thentearingthewoman’schemisewhichhewaswearing,hemadeastripofclothwithwhichhehastilyswathedthelittlegirl’sbleedingwrist。

  Thatdone,hiseyefellwithasatisfiedexpressiononhistornchemise。

  \"Andthechemisetoo,\"saidhe,\"thishasagoodappearance。\"

  Anicybreezewhistledthroughthewindowandenteredtheroom。

  Theoutermistpenetratedthitheranddiffuseditselflikeawhitishsheetofwaddingvaguelyspreadbyinvisiblefingers。Throughthebrokenpanethesnowcouldbeseenfalling。ThesnowpromisedbytheCandlemassunoftheprecedingdayhadactuallycome。

  Thefathercastaglanceabouthimasthoughtomakesurethathehadforgottennothing。Heseizedanoldshovelandspreadashesoverthewetbrandsinsuchamannerastoentirelyconcealthem。

  Thendrawinghimselfupandleaningagainstthechimney—piece:——

  \"Now,\"saidhe,\"wecanreceivethephilanthropist。\"

  CHAPTERVIII

  THERAYOFLIGHTINTHEHOVEL

  Thebiggirlapproachedandlaidherhandinherfather’s。

  \"FeelhowcoldIam,\"saidshe。

  \"Bah!\"repliedthefather,\"Iammuchcolderthanthat。\"

  Themotherexclaimedimpetuously:——

  \"Youalwayshavesomethingbetterthananyoneelse,soyoudo!

  evenbadthings。\"

  \"Downwithyou!\"saidtheman。

  Themother,beingeyedafteracertainfashion,heldhertongue。

  Silencereignedforamomentinthehovel。Theeldergirlwasremovingthemudfromthebottomofhermantle,withacarelessair;

  heryoungersistercontinuedtosob;themotherhadtakenthelatter’sheadbetweenherhands,andwascoveringitwithkisses,whisperingtoherthewhile:——

  \"Mytreasure,Ientreatyou,itisnothingofconsequence,don’tcry,youwillangeryourfather。\"

  \"No!\"exclaimedthefather,\"quitethecontrary!sob!sob!that’sright。\"

  Thenturningtotheelder:——

  \"Therenow!Heisnotcoming!Whatifhewerenottocome!

  Ishallhaveextinguishedmyfire,wreckedmychair,tornmyshirt,andbrokenmypaneallfornothing。\"

  \"Andwoundedthechild!\"murmuredthemother。

  \"Doyouknow,\"wentonthefather,\"thatit’sbeastlycoldinthisdevil’sgarret!Whatifthatmanshouldnotcome!Oh!Seethere,you!Hemakesuswait!Hesaystohimself:`Well!theywillwaitforme!That’swhatthey’retherefor。’Oh!howIhatethem,andwithwhatjoy,jubilation,enthusiasm,andsatisfactionI

  couldstrangleallthoserichfolks!allthoserichfolks!

  Thesemenwhopretendtobecharitable,whoputonairs,whogotomass,whomakepresentstothepriesthood,preachy,preachy,intheirskullcaps,andwhothinkthemselvesaboveus,andwhocomeforthepurposeofhumiliatingus,andtobringus`clothes,’

  astheysay!olddudsthatarenotworthfoursous!Andbread!

  That’snotwhatIwant,packofrascalsthattheyare,it’smoney!

  Ah!money!Never!Becausetheysaythatwewouldgooffanddrinkitup,andthatwearedrunkardsandidlers!Andthey!

  Whatarethey,then,andwhathavetheybeenintheirtime!Thieves!

  Theynevercouldhavebecomerichotherwise!Oh!Societyoughttobegraspedbythefourcornersoftheclothandtossedintotheair,allofit!Itwouldallbesmashed,verylikely,butatleast,noonewouldhaveanything,andtherewouldbethatmuchgained!

  Butwhatisthatblockheadofabenevolentgentlemandoing?

  Willhecome?Perhapstheanimalhasforgottentheaddress!

  I’llbetthatthatoldbeast——\"

  Atthatmomenttherecamealighttapatthedoor,themanrushedtoitandopenedit,exclaiming,amidprofoundbowsandsmilesofadoration:——

  \"Enter,sir!Deigntoenter,mostrespectedbenefactor,andyourcharmingyounglady,also。\"

  Amanofripeageandayounggirlmadetheirappearanceonthethresholdoftheattic。

  Mariushadnotquittedhispost。Hisfeelingsforthemomentsurpassedthepowersofthehumantongue。

  ItwasShe!

  Whoeverhaslovedknowsalltheradiantmeaningscontainedinthosethreelettersofthatword:She。

  Itwascertainlyshe。Mariuscouldhardlydistinguishherthroughtheluminousvaporwhichhadsuddenlyspreadbeforehiseyes。

  Itwasthatsweet,absentbeing,thatstarwhichhadbeameduponhimforsixmonths;itwasthoseeyes,thatbrow,thatmouth,thatlovelyvanishedfacewhichhadcreatednightbyitsdeparture。

  Thevisionhadbeeneclipsed,nowitreappeared。

  Itreappearedinthatgloom,inthatgarret,inthatmisshapenattic,inallthathorror。

  Mariusshudderedindismay。What!Itwasshe!Thepalpitationsofhishearttroubledhissight。Hefeltthathewasonthebrinkofburstingintotears!What!Hebeheldheragainatlast,afterhavingsoughthersolong!Itseemedtohimthathehadlosthissoul,andthathehadjustfounditagain。

  Shewasthesameasever,onlyalittlepale;herdelicatefacewasframedinabonnetofvioletvelvet,herfigurewasconcealedbeneathapelisseofblacksatin。Beneathherlongdress,aglimpsecouldbecaughtofhertinyfootshodinasilkenboot。

  ShewasstillaccompaniedbyM。Leblanc。

  Shehadtakenafewstepsintotheroom,andhaddepositedatolerablybulkyparcelonthetable。

  TheeldestJondrettegirlhadretiredbehindthedoor,andwasstaringwithsombreeyesatthatvelvetbonnet,thatsilkmantle,andthatcharming,happyface。

  CHAPTERIX

  JONDRETTECOMESNEARWEEPING

  Thehovelwassodark,thatpeoplecomingfromwithoutfeltonenteringittheeffectproducedonenteringacellar。

  Thetwonew—comersadvanced,therefore,withacertainhesitation,beinghardlyabletodistinguishthevagueformssurroundingthem,whiletheycouldbeclearlyseenandscrutinizedbytheeyesoftheinhabitantsofthegarret,whowereaccustomedtothistwilight。

  M。Leblancapproached,withhissadbutkindlylook,andsaidtoJondrettethefather:——

  \"Monsieur,inthispackageyouwillfindsomenewclothesandsomewoollenstockingsandblankets。\"

  \"Ourangelicbenefactoroverwhelmsus,\"saidJondrette,bowingtotheveryearth。

  Then,bendingdowntotheearofhiseldestdaughter,whilethetwovisitorswereengagedinexaminingthislamentableinterior,headdedinalowandrapidvoice:——

  \"Hey?WhatdidIsay?Duds!Nomoney!Theyareallalike!

  Bytheway,howwasthelettertothatoldblockheadsigned?\"

  \"Fabantou,\"repliedthegirl。

  \"Thedramaticartist,good!\"

  ItwasluckyforJondrette,thatthishadoccurredtohim,forattheverymoment,M。Leblancturnedtohim,andsaidtohimwiththeairofapersonwhoisseekingtorecallaname:——

  \"Iseethatyouaregreatlytobepitied,Monsieur——\"

  \"Fabantou,\"repliedJondrettequickly。

  \"MonsieurFabantou,yes,thatisit。Iremember。\"

  \"Dramaticartist,sir,andonewhohashadsomesuccess。\"

  HereJondretteevidentlyjudgedthemomentpropitiousforcapturingthe\"philanthropist。\"Heexclaimedwithanaccentwhichsmackedatthesametimeofthevaingloryofthemountebankatfairs,andthehumilityofthemendicantonthehighway:——

  \"ApupilofTalma!Sir!IamapupilofTalma!Fortuneformerlysmiledonme——Alas!Nowitismisfortune’sturn。Yousee,mybenefactor,nobread,nofire。Mypoorbabeshavenofire!

  Myonlychairhasnoseat!Abrokenpane!Andinsuchweather!

  Myspouseinbed!Ill!\"

  \"Poorwoman!\"saidM。Leblanc。

  \"Mychildwounded!\"addedJondrette。

  Thechild,divertedbythearrivalofthestrangers,hadfallentocontemplating\"theyounglady,\"andhadceasedtosob。

  \"Cry!bawl!\"saidJondrettetoherinalowvoice。

  Atthesametimehepinchedhersorehand。Allthiswasdonewiththetalentofajuggler。

  Thelittlegirlgaveventtoloudshrieks。

  Theadorableyounggirl,whomMarius,inhisheart,called\"hisUrsule,\"

  approachedherhastily。

  \"Poor,dearchild!\"saidshe。

  \"Yousee,mybeautifulyounglady,\"pursuedJondrette\"herbleedingwrist!Itcamethroughanaccidentwhileworkingatamachinetoearnsixsousaday。Itmaybenecessarytocutoffherarm。\"

  \"Really?\"saidtheoldgentleman,inalarm。

  Thelittlegirl,takingthisseriously,felltosobbingmoreviolentlythanever。

  \"Alas!yes,mybenefactor!\"repliedthefather。

  Forseveralminutes,Jondrettehadbeenscrutinizing\"thebenefactor\"

  inasingularfashion。Ashespoke,heseemedtobeexaminingtheotherattentively,asthoughseekingtosummonuphisrecollections。

  Allatonce,profitingbyamomentwhenthenew—comerswerequestioningthechildwithinterestastoherinjuredhand,hepassednearhiswife,wholayinherbedwithastupidanddejectedair,andsaidtoherinarapidbutverylowtone:——

  \"Takealookatthatman!\"

  Then,turningtoM。Leblanc,andcontinuinghislamentations:——

  \"Yousee,sir!AlltheclothingthatIhaveismywife’schemise!

  Andalltornatthat!Inthedepthsofwinter!Ican’tgooutforlackofacoat。IfIhadacoatofanysort,IwouldgoandseeMademoiselleMars,whoknowsmeandisveryfondofme。DoesshenotstillresideintheRuedelaTour—des—Dames?Doyouknow,sir?

  Weplayedtogetherintheprovinces。Isharedherlaurels。

  Celimenewouldcometomysuccor,sir!ElmirewouldbestowalmsonBelisaire!Butno,nothing!Andnotasouinthehouse!

  Mywifeill,andnotasou!Mydaughterdangerouslyinjured,notasou!Mywifesuffersfromfitsofsuffocation。Itcomesfromherage,andbesides,hernervoussystemisaffected。

  Sheoughttohaveassistance,andmydaughteralso!Butthedoctor!

  Buttheapothecary!HowamItopaythem?Iwouldkneeltoapenny,sir!Suchistheconditiontowhichtheartsarereduced。

  Anddoyouknow,mycharmingyounglady,andyou,mygenerousprotector,doyouknow,youwhobreatheforthvirtueandgoodness,andwhoperfumethatchurchwheremydaughterseesyoueverydaywhenshesaysherprayers?——ForIhavebroughtupmychildrenreligiously,sir。

  Ididnotwantthemtotaketothetheatre。Ah!thehussies!

  IfIcatchthemtripping!Idonotjest,thatIdon’t!Ireadthemlessonsonhonor,onmorality,onvirtue!Askthem!Theyhavegottowalkstraight。Theyarenoneofyourunhappywretcheswhobeginbyhavingnofamily,andendbyespousingthepublic。

  OneisMamselleNobody,andonebecomesMadameEverybody。

  Deucetakeit!NoneofthatintheFabantoufamily!Imeantobringthemupvirtuously,andtheyshallbehonest,andnice,andbelieveinGod,bythesacredname!Well,sir,myworthysir,doyouknowwhatisgoingtohappento—morrow?To—morrowisthefourthdayofFebruary,thefatalday,thelastdayofgraceallowedmebymylandlord;ifbythiseveningIhavenotpaidmyrent,to—morrowmyoldestdaughter,myspousewithherfever,mychildwithherwound,——

  weshallallfourbeturnedoutofhereandthrownintothestreet,ontheboulevard,withoutshelter,intherain,inthesnow。

  There,sir。Ioweforfourquarters——awholeyear!thatistosay,sixtyfrancs。\"

  Jondrettelied。Fourquarterswouldhaveamountedtoonlyfortyfrancs,andhecouldnotowefour,becausesixmonthshadnotelapsedsinceMariushadpaidfortwo。

  M。Leblancdrewfivefrancsfromhispocketandthrewthemonthetable。

  Jondrettefoundtimetomutterintheearofhiseldestdaughter:——

  \"Thescoundrel!WhatdoeshethinkIcandowithhisfivefrancs?

  Thatwon’tpaymeformychairandpaneofglass!That’swhatcomesofincurringexpenses!\"

  Inthemeanwhile,M。Leblanchadremovedthelargebrowngreat—coatwhichheworeoverhisbluecoat,andhadthrownitoverthebackofthechair。

  \"MonsieurFabantou,\"hesaid,\"thesefivefrancsareallthatIhaveaboutme,butIshallnowtakemydaughterhome,andIwillreturnthisevening,——itisthiseveningthatyoumustpay,isitnot?\"

  Jondrette’sfacelightedupwithastrangeexpression。

  Herepliedvivaciously:——

  \"Yes,respectedsir。Ateighto’clock,Imustbeatmylandlord’s。\"

  \"Iwillbehereatsix,andIwillfetchyouthesixtyfrancs。\"

  \"Mybenefactor!\"exclaimedJondrette,overwhelmed。Andheadded,inalowtone:\"Takeagoodlookathim,wife!\"

  M。Leblanchadtakenthearmoftheyounggirl,oncemore,andhadturnedtowardsthedoor。

  \"Farewelluntilthisevening,myfriends!\"saidhe。

  \"Sixo’clock?\"saidJondrette。

  \"Sixo’clockprecisely。\"

  Atthatmoment,theovercoatlyingonthechaircaughttheeyeoftheelderJondrettegirl。

  \"Youareforgettingyourcoat,sir,\"saidshe。

  Jondrettedartedanannihilatinglookathisdaughter,accompaniedbyaformidableshrugoftheshoulders。

  M。Leblancturnedbackandsaid,withasmile:——

  \"Ihavenotforgottenit,Iamleavingit。\"

  \"Omyprotector!\"saidJondrette,\"myaugustbenefactor,Imeltintotears!Permitmetoaccompanyyoutoyourcarriage。\"

  \"Ifyoucomeout,\"answeredM。Leblanc,\"putonthiscoat。

  Itreallyisverycold。\"

  Jondrettedidnotneedtobetoldtwice。Hehastilydonnedthebrowngreat—coat。Andallthreewentout,Jondretteprecedingthetwostrangers。

  CHAPTERX

  TARIFFOFLICENSEDCABS:TWOFRANCSANHOUR

  Mariushadlostnothingofthisentirescene,andyet,inreality,hadseennothing。Hiseyeshadremainedfixedontheyounggirl,hishearthad,sotospeak,seizedherandwhollyenvelopedherfromthemomentofherveryfirststepinthatgarret。Duringherentirestaythere,hehadlivedthatlifeofecstasywhichsuspendsmaterialperceptionsandprecipitatesthewholesoulonasinglepoint。

  Hecontemplated,notthatgirl,butthatlightwhichworeasatinpelisseandavelvetbonnet。ThestarSiriusmighthaveenteredtheroom,andhewouldnothavebeenanymoredazzled。

  Whiletheyounggirlwasengagedinopeningthepackage,unfoldingtheclothingandtheblankets,questioningthesickmotherkindly,andthelittleinjuredgirltenderly,hewatchedhereverymovement,hesoughttocatchherwords。Heknewhereyes,herbrow,herbeauty,herform,herwalk,hedidnotknowthesoundofhervoice。

  HehadoncefanciedthathehadcaughtafewwordsattheLuxembourg,buthewasnotabsolutelysureofthefact。Hewouldhavegiventenyearsofhislifetohearit,inorderthathemightbearawayinhissoulalittleofthatmusic。ButeverythingwasdrownedinthelamentableexclamationsandtrumpetburstsofJondrette。

  ThisaddedatouchofgenuinewrathtoMarius’ecstasy。Hedevouredherwithhiseyes。Hecouldnotbelievethatitreallywasthatdivinecreaturewhomhesawinthemidstofthosevilecreaturesinthatmonstrouslair。Itseemedtohimthathebeheldahumming—birdinthemidstoftoads。

  Whenshetookherdeparture,hehadbutonethought,tofollowher,toclingtohertrace,nottoquitheruntilhelearnedwhereshelived,nottoloseheragain,atleast,afterhavingsomiraculouslyre—discoveredher。Heleapeddownfromthecommodeandseizedhishat。Ashelaidhishandonthelockofthedoor,andwasonthepointofopeningit,asuddenreflectioncausedhimtopause。

  Thecorridorwaslong,thestaircasesteep,Jondrettewastalkative,M。Leblanchad,nodoubt,notyetregainedhiscarriage;if,onturningroundinthecorridor,oronthestaircase,heweretocatchsightofhim,Marius,inthathouse,hewould,evidently,takethealarm,andfindmeanstoescapefromhimagain,andthistimeitwouldbefinal。Whatwashetodo?Shouldhewaitalittle?Butwhilehewaswaiting,thecarriagemightdriveoff。Mariuswasperplexed。

  Atlastheacceptedtheriskandquittedhisroom。

  Therewasnooneinthecorridor。Hehastenedtothestairs。

  Therewasnooneonthestaircase。Hedescendedinallhaste,andreachedtheboulevardintimetoseeafiacreturningthecorneroftheRueduPetit—Banquier,onitswaybacktoParis。

  Mariusrushedheadlonginthatdirection。Onarrivingattheangleoftheboulevard,hecaughtsightofthefiacreagain,rapidlydescendingtheRueMouffetard;thecarriagewasalreadyalongwayoff,andtherewasnomeansofovertakingit;what!runafterit?

  Impossible;andbesides,thepeopleinthecarriagewouldassuredlynoticeanindividualrunningatfullspeedinpursuitofafiacre,andthefatherwouldrecognizehim。Atthatmoment,wonderfulandunprecedentedgoodluck,Mariusperceivedanemptycabpassingalongtheboulevard。Therewasbutonethingtobedone,tojumpintothiscabandfollowthefiacre。Thatwassure,efficacious,andfreefromdanger。

  Mariusmadethedriverasigntohalt,andcalledtohim:——

  \"Bythehour?\"

  Mariusworenocravat,hehadonhisworking—coat,whichwasdestituteofbuttons,hisshirtwastornalongoneoftheplaitsonthebosom。

  Thedriverhalted,winked,andheldouthislefthandtoMarius,rubbinghisforefingergentlywithhisthumb。

  \"Whatisit?\"saidMarius。

  \"Payinadvance,\"saidthecoachman。

  Mariusrecollectedthathehadbutsixteensousabouthim。

  \"Howmuch?\"hedemanded。

  \"Fortysous。\"

  \"Iwillpayonmyreturn。\"

  Thedriver’sonlyreplywastowhistletheairofLaPalisseandtowhipuphishorse。

  Mariusstaredattheretreatingcabrioletwithabewilderedair。

  Forthelackoffourandtwentysous,hewaslosinghisjoy,hishappiness,hislove!Hehadseen,andhewasbecomingblindagain。Hereflectedbitterly,anditmustbeconfessed,withprofoundregret,onthefivefrancswhichhehadbestowed,thatverymorning,onthatmiserablegirl。Ifhehadhadthosefivefrancs,hewouldhavebeensaved,hewouldhavebeenbornagain,hewouldhaveemergedfromthelimboanddarkness,hewouldhavemadehisescapefromisolationandspleen,fromhiswidowedstate;

  hemighthavere—knottedtheblackthreadofhisdestinytothatbeautifulgoldenthread,whichhadjustfloatedbeforehiseyesandhadbrokenatthesameinstant,oncemore!Hereturnedtohishovelindespair。

  HemighthavetoldhimselfthatM。Leblanchadpromisedtoreturnintheevening,andthatallhehadtodowastosetaboutthemattermoreskilfully,sothathemightfollowhimonthatoccasion;

  but,inhiscontemplation,itisdoubtfulwhetherhehadheardthis。

  Ashewasonthepointofmountingthestaircase,heperceived,ontheothersideoftheboulevard,nearthedesertedwallskirtingtheRueDelaBarriere—des—Gobelins,Jondrette,wrappedinthe\"philanthropist’s\"

  great—coat,engagedinconversationwithoneofthosemenofdisquietingaspectwhohavebeendubbedbycommonconsent,prowlersofthebarriers;peopleofequivocalface,ofsuspiciousmonologues,whopresenttheairofhavingevilminds,andwhogenerallysleepinthedaytime,whichsuggeststhesuppositionthattheyworkbynight。

  Thesetwomen,standingtheremotionlessandinconversation,inthesnowwhichwasfallinginwhirlwinds,formedagroupthatapolicemanwouldsurelyhaveobserved,butwhichMariushardlynoticed。

  Still,inspiteofhismournfulpreoccupation,hecouldnotrefrainfromsayingtohimselfthatthisprowlerofthebarrierswithwhomJondrettewastalkingresembledacertainPanchaud,aliasPrintanier,aliasBigrenaille,whomCourfeyrachadoncepointedouttohimasaverydangerousnocturnalroamer。

  Thisman’snamethereaderhaslearnedintheprecedingbook。

  ThisPanchaud,aliasPrintanier,aliasBigrenaille,figuredlateroninmanycriminaltrials,andbecameanotoriousrascal。

  Hewasatthattimeonlyafamousrascal。To—dayheexistsinthestateoftraditionamongruffiansandassassins。Hewasattheheadofaschooltowardstheendofthelastreign。Andintheevening,atnightfall,atthehourwhengroupsformandtalkinwhispers,hewasdiscussedatLaForceintheFosse—aux—Lions。Onemighteven,inthatprison,preciselyatthespotwherethesewerwhichservedtheunprecedentedescape,inbroaddaylight,ofthirtyprisoners,in1843,passesundertheculvert,readhisname,PANCHAUD,audaciouslycarvedbyhisownhandonthewallofthesewer,duringoneofhisattemptsatflight。In1832,thepolicealreadyhadtheireyeonhim,buthehadnotasyetmadeaseriousbeginning。

  CHAPTERXI

  OFFERSOFSERVICEFROMMISERYTOWRETCHEDNESS

  Mariusascendedthestairsofthehovelwithslowsteps;atthemomentwhenhewasabouttore—enterhiscell,hecaughtsightoftheelderJondrettegirlfollowinghimthroughthecorridor。Theverysightofthisgirlwasodioustohim;itwasshewhohadhisfivefrancs,itwastoolatetodemandthemback,thecabwasnolongerthere,thefiacrewasfaraway。Moreover,shewouldnothavegiventhemback。

  Asforquestioningherabouttheresidenceofthepersonswhohadjustbeenthere,thatwasuseless;itwasevidentthatshedidnotknow,sincethelettersignedFabantouhadbeenaddressed\"tothebenevolentgentlemanofthechurchofSaint—Jacquesdu—Haut—Pas。\"

  Mariusenteredhisroomandpushedthedoortoafterhim。

  Itdidnotclose;heturnedroundandbeheldahandwhichheldthedoorhalfopen。

  \"Whatisit?\"heasked,\"whoisthere?\"

  ItwastheJondrettegirl。

  \"Isityou?\"resumedMariusalmostharshly,\"stillyou!Whatdoyouwantwithme?\"

  Sheappearedtobethoughtfulanddidnotlookathim。Shenolongerhadtheairofassurancewhichhadcharacterizedherthatmorning。

  Shedidnotenter,butheldbackinthedarknessofthecorridor,whereMariuscouldseeherthroughthehalf—opendoor。

  \"Comenow,willyouanswer?\"criedMarius。\"Whatdoyouwantwithme?\"

  Sheraisedherdulleyes,inwhichasortofgleamseemedtoflickervaguely,andsaid:——

  \"MonsieurMarius,youlooksad。Whatisthematterwithyou?\"

  \"Withme!\"saidMarius。

  \"Yes,you。\"

  \"Thereisnothingthematterwithme。\"

  \"Yes,thereis!\"

  \"No。\"

  \"Itellyouthereis!\"

  \"Letmealone!\"

  Mariusgavethedooranotherpush,butsheretainedherholdonit。

  \"Stop,\"saidshe,\"youareinthewrong。Althoughyouarenotrich,youwerekindthismorning。Besoagainnow。

  Yougavemesomethingtoeat,nowtellmewhatailsyou。

  Youaregrieved,thatisplain。Idonotwantyoutobegrieved。

  Whatcanbedoneforit?CanIbeofanyservice?Employme。

  Idonotaskforyoursecrets,youneednottellthemtome,butImaybeofuse,nevertheless。Imaybeabletohelpyou,sinceIhelpmyfather。Whenitisnecessarytocarryletters,togotohouses,toinquirefromdoortodoor,tofindoutanaddress,tofollowanyone,Iamofservice。Well,youmayassuredlytellmewhatisthematterwithyou,andIwillgoandspeaktothepersons;

  sometimesitisenoughifsomeonespeakstothepersons,thatsufficestoletthemunderstandmatters,andeverythingcomesright。

  Makeuseofme。\"

  AnideaflashedacrossMarius’mind。Whatbranchdoesonedisdainwhenonefeelsthatoneisfalling?

  HedrewneartotheJondrettegirl。

  \"Listen——\"hesaidtoher。

  Sheinterruptedhimwithagleamofjoyinhereyes。

  \"Ohyes,docallmethou!Ilikethatbetter。\"

  \"Well,\"heresumed,\"thouhastbroughthitherthatoldgentlemanandhisdaughter!\"

  \"Yes。\"

  \"Dostthouknowtheiraddress?\"

  \"No。\"

  \"Finditforme。\"

  TheJondrette’sdulleyeshadgrownjoyous,andtheynowbecamegloomy。

  \"Isthatwhatyouwant?\"shedemanded。

  \"Yes。\"

  \"Doyouknowthem?\"

  \"No。\"

  \"Thatistosay,\"sheresumedquickly,\"youdonotknowher,butyouwishtoknowher。\"

  Thisthemwhichhadturnedintoherhadsomethingindescribablysignificantandbitteraboutit。

  \"Well,canyoudoit?\"saidMarius。

  \"Youshallhavethebeautifullady’saddress。\"

  Therewasstillashadeinthewords\"thebeautifullady\"

  whichtroubledMarius。Heresumed:——

  \"Nevermind,afterall,theaddressofthefatheranddaughter。

  Theiraddress,indeed!\"

  Shegazedfixedlyathim。

  \"Whatwillyougiveme?\"

  \"Anythingyoulike。\"

  \"AnythingIlike?\"

  \"Yes。\"

  \"Youshallhavetheaddress。\"

  Shedroppedherhead;then,withabrusquemovement,shepulledtothedoor,whichclosedbehindher。

  Mariusfoundhimselfalone。

  Hedroppedintoachair,withhisheadandbothelbowsonhisbed,absorbedinthoughtswhichhecouldnotgrasp,andasthoughapreytovertigo。Allthathadtakenplacesincethemorning,theappearanceoftheangel,herdisappearance,whatthatcreaturehadjustsaidtohim,agleamofhopefloatinginanimmensedespair,——

  thiswaswhatfilledhisbrainconfusedly。

  Allatoncehewasviolentlyarousedfromhisrevery。

  Heheardtheshrill,hardvoiceofJondretteutterthesewords,whichwerefraughtwithastrangeinterestforhim:——

  \"ItellyouthatIamsureofit,andthatIrecognizedhim。\"

  OfwhomwasJondrettespeaking?Whomhadherecognized?M。Leblanc?

  Thefatherof\"hisUrsule\"?What!DidJondretteknowhim?

  WasMariusabouttoobtaininthisabruptandunexpectedfashionalltheinformationwithoutwhichhislifewassodarktohim?

  Washeabouttolearnatlastwhoitwasthatheloved,whothatyounggirlwas?Whoherfatherwas?Wasthedenseshadowwhichenwrappedthemonthepointofbeingdispelled?Wastheveilabouttoberent?Ah!Heavens!

  Heboundedratherthanclimbeduponhiscommode,andresumedhispostnearthelittlepeep—holeinthepartitionwall。

  AgainhebeheldtheinteriorofJondrette’shovel。

  CHAPTERXII

  THEUSEMADEOFM。LEBLANC’SFIVE—FRANCPIECE

  Nothingintheaspectofthefamilywasaltered,exceptthatthewifeanddaughtershadleviedonthepackageandputonwoollenstockingsandjackets。Twonewblanketswerethrownacrossthetwobeds。

  Jondrettehadevidentlyjustreturned。Hestillhadthebreathlessnessofoutofdoors。Hisdaughterswereseatedonthefloornearthefireplace,theelderengagedindressingtheyounger’swoundedhand。Hiswifehadsunkbackonthebednearthefireplace,withafaceindicativeofastonishment。Jondrettewaspacingupanddownthegarretwithlongstrides。Hiseyeswereextraordinary。

  Thewoman,whoseemedtimidandoverwhelmedwithstuporinthepresenceofherhusband,turnedtosay:——

  \"What,really?Youaresure?\"

  \"Sure!Eightyearshavepassed!ButIrecognizehim!Ah!Irecognizehim。Iknewhimatonce!What!Didn’titforceitselfonyou?\"

  \"No。\"

  \"ButItoldyou:`Payattention!’Why,itishisfigure,itishisface,onlyolder,——therearepeoplewhodonotgrowold,Idon’tknowhowtheymanageit,——itistheverysoundofhisvoice。

  Heisbetterdressed,thatisall!Ah!youmysteriousolddevil,I’vegotyou,thatIhave!\"

  Hepaused,andsaidtohisdaughters:——

  \"Getoutofhere,you!——It’squeerthatitdidn’tstrikeyou!\"

  Theyarosetoobey。

  Themotherstammered:——

  \"Withherinjuredhand。\"

  \"Theairwilldoitgood,\"saidJondrette。\"Beoff。\"

  Itwasplainthatthismanwasofthesorttowhomnooneofferstoreply。Thetwogirlsdeparted。

  Atthemomentwhentheywereabouttopassthroughthedoor,thefatherdetainedtheelderbythearm,andsaidtoherwithapeculiaraccent:——

  \"Youwillbehereatfiveo’clockprecisely。Bothofyou。

  Ishallneedyou。\"

  Mariusredoubledhisattention。

  Onbeingleftalonewithhiswife,Jondrettebegantopacetheroomagain,andmadethetourofittwoorthreetimesinsilence。

  Thenhespentseveralminutesintuckingthelowerpartofthewoman’schemisewhichheworeintohistrousers。

  Allatonce,heturnedtothefemaleJondrette,foldedhisarmsandexclaimed:——

  \"Andwouldyouliketohavemetellyousomething?Theyounglady——\"

  \"Well,what?\"retortedhiswife,\"theyounglady?\"

  Mariuscouldnotdoubtthatitwasreallysheofwhomtheywerespeaking。

  Helistenedwithardentanxiety。Hiswholelifewasinhisears。

  ButJondrettehadbentoverandspoketohiswifeinawhisper。

  Thenhestraightenedhimselfupandconcludedaloud:——

  \"Itisshe!\"

  \"Thatone?\"saidhiswife。

  \"Thatveryone,\"saidthehusband。

  Noexpressioncanreproducethesignificanceofthemother’swords。

  Surprise,rage,hate,wrath,weremingledandcombinedinonemonstrousintonation。Thepronunciationofafewwords,thename,nodoubt,whichherhusbandhadwhisperedinherear,hadsufficedtorousethishuge,somnolentwoman,andfrombeingrepulsiveshebecameterrible。

  \"Itisnotpossible!\"shecried。\"WhenIthinkthatmydaughtersaregoingbarefoot,andhavenotagowntotheirbacks!What!

  Asatinpelisse,avelvetbonnet,boots,andeverything;morethantwohundredfrancs’worthofclothes!sothatonewouldthinkshewasalady!No,youaremistaken!Why,inthefirstplace,theotherwashideous,andthisoneisnotsobad—looking!

  Shereallyisnotbad—looking!Itcan’tbeshe!\"

  \"Itellyouthatitisshe。Youwillsee。\"

  Atthisabsoluteassertion,theJondrettewomanraisedherlarge,red,blondefaceandstaredattheceilingwithahorribleexpression。

  Atthatmoment,sheseemedtoMariusevenmoretobefearedthanherhusband。Shewasasowwiththelookofatigress。

  \"What!\"sheresumed,\"thathorrible,beautifulyounglady,whogazedatmydaughterswithanairofpity,——sheisthatbeggarbrat!Oh!Ishouldliketokickherstomachinforher!\"

  Shesprangoffofthebed,andremainedstandingforamoment,herhairindisorder,hernostrilsdilating,hermouthhalfopen,herfistsclenchedanddrawnback。Thenshefellbackonthebedoncemore。Themanpacedtoandfroandpaidnoattentiontohisfemale。

  Afterasilencelastingseveralminutes,heapproachedthefemaleJondrette,andhaltedinfrontofher,withfoldedarms,ashehaddoneamomentbefore:——

  \"AndshallItellyouanotherthing?\"

  \"Whatisit?\"sheasked。

  Heansweredinalow,curtvoice:——

  \"Myfortuneismade。\"

  Thewomanstaredathimwiththelookthatsignifies:\"Isthepersonwhoisaddressingmeonthepointofgoingmad?\"

  Hewenton:——

  \"Thunder!ItwasnotsoverylongagothatIwasaparishioneroftheparishofdie—of—hunger—if—you—have—a—fire,—die—of—cold—if—you—have—bread!

  Ihavehadenoughofmisery!myshareandotherpeople’sshare!

  Iamnotjokinganylonger,Idon’tfinditcomicanymore,I’vehadenoughofpuns,goodGod!nomorefarces,EternalFather!

  IwanttoeattillIamfull,Iwanttodrinkmyfill!togormandize!

  tosleep!todonothing!Iwanttohavemyturn,soIdo,comenow!beforeIdie!Iwanttobeabitofamillionnaire!\"

  Hetookaturnroundthehovel,andadded:——

  \"Likeotherpeople。\"

  \"Whatdoyoumeanbythat?\"askedthewoman。

  Heshookhishead,winked,screweduponeeye,andraisedhisvoicelikeamedicalprofessorwhoisabouttomakeademonstration:——

  \"WhatdoImeanbythat?Listen!\"

  \"Hush!\"mutteredthewoman,\"notsoloud!Thesearematterswhichmustnotbeoverheard。\"

  \"Bah!Who’shere?Ourneighbor?Isawhimgooutalittlewhileago。Besides,hedoesn’tlisten,thebigbooby。

  AndItellyouthatIsawhimgoout。\"

  Nevertheless,byasortofinstinct,Jondretteloweredhisvoice,althoughnotsufficientlytopreventMariushearinghiswords。

  Onefavorablecircumstance,whichenabledMariusnottoloseawordofthisconversationwasthefallingsnowwhichdeadenedthesoundofvehiclesontheboulevard。

  ThisiswhatMariusheard:——

  \"Listencarefully。TheCroesusiscaught,orasgoodascaught!

  That’sallsettledalready。Everythingisarranged。Ihaveseensomepeople。Hewillcomeherethiseveningatsixo’clock。Tobringsixtyfrancs,therascal!DidyounoticehowIplayedthatgameonhim,mysixtyfrancs,mylandlord,myfourthofFebruary?

  Idon’tevenoweforonequarter!Isn’theafool!Sohewillcomeatsixo’clock!That’sthehourwhenourneighborgoestohisdinner。

  MotherBougonisoffwashingdishesinthecity。There’snotasoulinthehouse。Theneighbornevercomeshomeuntileleveno’clock。

  Thechildrenshallstandonwatch。Youshallhelpus。Hewillgivein。\"

  \"Andwhatifhedoesnotgivein?\"demandedhiswife。

  Jondrettemadeasinistergesture,andsaid:——

  \"We’llfixhim。\"

  Andheburstoutlaughing。

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