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  Infact,ashehadgoodsense,andashehadcomparedthetwo,TheodulehadonlyservedtomakehimregretMariusallthemore。

  Oneevening,——itwasthe24thofJune,whichdidnotpreventFatherGillenormandhavingarousingfireonthehearth,——hehaddismissedhisdaughter,whowassewinginaneighboringapartment。

  Hewasaloneinhischamber,amiditspastoralscenes,withhisfeetproppedontheandirons,halfenvelopedinhishugescreenofcoromandellacquer,withitsnineleaves,withhiselbowrestingonatablewhereburnedtwocandlesunderagreenshade,engulfedinhistapestryarmchair,andinhishandabookwhichhewasnotreading。

  Hewasdressed,accordingtohiswont,likeanincroyable,andresembledanantiqueportraitbyGarat。Thiswouldhavemadepeoplerunafterhiminthestreet,hadnothisdaughtercoveredhimup,wheneverhewentout,inavastbishop’swaddedcloak,whichconcealedhisattire。Athome,heneverworeadressinggown,exceptwhenheroseandretired。\"Itgivesonealookofage,\"

  saidhe。

  FatherGillenormandwasthinkingofMariuslovinglyandbitterly;

  and,asusual,bitternesspredominated。Histendernessoncesouredalwaysendedbyboilingandturningtoindignation。

  Hehadreachedthepointwhereamantriestomakeuphismindandtoacceptthatwhichrendshisheart。HewasexplainingtohimselfthattherewasnolongeranyreasonwhyMariusshouldreturn,thatifheintendedtoreturn,heshouldhavedoneitlongago,thathemustrenouncetheidea。Hewastryingtoaccustomhimselftothethoughtthatallwasover,andthatheshoulddiewithouthavingbeheld\"thatgentleman\"again。Buthiswholenaturerevolted;

  hisagedpaternitywouldnotconsenttothis。\"Well!\"saidhe,——

  thiswashisdolefulrefrain,——\"hewillnotreturn!\"Hisbaldheadhadfallenuponhisbreast,andhefixedamelancholyandirritatedgazeupontheashesonhishearth。

  Intheverymidstofhisrevery,hisoldservantBasqueentered,andinquired:——

  \"CanMonsieurreceiveM。Marius?\"

  Theoldmansatuperect,pallid,andlikeacorpsewhichrisesundertheinfluenceofagalvanicshock。Allhisbloodhadretreatedtohisheart。Hestammered:——

  \"M。Mariuswhat?\"

  \"Idon’tknow,\"repliedBasque,intimidatedandputoutofcountenancebyhismaster’sair;\"Ihavenotseenhim。Nicolettecameinandsaidtome:`There’sayoungmanhere;saythatitisM。Marius。’\"

  FatherGillenormandstammeredinalowvoice:——

  \"Showhimin。\"

  Andheremainedinthesameattitude,withshakinghead,andhiseyesfixedonthedoor。Itopenedoncemore。Ayoungmanentered。

  ItwasMarius。

  Mariushaltedatthedoor,asthoughwaitingtobebiddentoenter。

  Hisalmostsqualidattirewasnotperceptibleintheobscuritycausedbytheshade。Nothingcouldbeseenbuthiscalm,grave,butstrangelysadface。

  ItwasseveralminutesbeforeFatherGillenormand,dulledwithamazementandjoy,couldseeanythingexceptabrightnessaswhenoneisinthepresenceofanapparition。Hewasonthepointofswooning;

  hesawMariusthroughadazzlinglight。Itcertainlywashe,itcertainlywasMarius。

  Atlast!Afterthelapseoffouryears!Hegraspedhimentire,sotospeak,inasingleglance。Hefoundhimnoble,handsome,distinguished,well—grown,acompleteman,withasuitablemienandacharmingair。Hefeltadesiretoopenhisarms,tocallhim,toflinghimselfforward;hisheartmeltedwithrapture,affectionatewordsswelledandoverflowedhisbreast;atlengthallhistendernesscametothelightandreachedhislips,and,byacontrastwhichconstitutedtheveryfoundationofhisnature,whatcameforthwasharshness。Hesaidabruptly:——

  \"Whathaveyoucomeherefor?\"

  Mariusrepliedwithembarrassment:——

  \"Monsieur——\"

  M。GillenormandwouldhavelikedtohaveMariusthrowhimselfintohisarms。HewasdispleasedwithMariusandwithhimself。

  Hewasconsciousthathewasbrusque,andthatMariuswascold。

  Itcausedthegoodmanunendurableandirritatinganxietytofeelsotenderandforlornwithin,andonlytobeabletobehardoutside。

  Bitternessreturned。HeinterruptedMariusinapeevishtone:——

  \"Thenwhydidyoucome?\"

  That\"then\"signified:Ifyoudonotcometoembraceme。

  Mariuslookedathisgrandfather,whosepallorgavehimafaceofmarble。

  \"Monsieur——\"

  \"Haveyoucometobegmypardon?Doyouacknowledgeyourfaults?\"

  HethoughthewasputtingMariusontherightroad,andthat\"thechild\"

  wouldyield。Mariusshivered;itwasthedenialofhisfatherthatwasrequiredofhim;hedroppedhiseyesandreplied:——

  \"No,sir。\"

  \"Then,\"exclaimedtheoldmanimpetuously,withagriefthatwaspoignantandfullofwrath,\"whatdoyouwantofme?\"

  Mariusclaspedhishands,advancedastep,andsaidinafeebleandtremblingvoice:——

  \"Sir,havepityonme。\"

  ThesewordstouchedM。Gillenormand;utteredalittlesooner,theywouldhaverenderedhimtender,buttheycametoolate。

  Thegrandfatherrose;hesupportedhimselfwithbothhandsonhiscane;

  hislipswerewhite,hisbrowwavered,buthisloftyformtoweredaboveMariusashebowed。

  \"Pityonyou,sir!Itisyouthdemandingpityoftheoldmanofninety—one!Youareenteringintolife,Iamleavingit;

  yougototheplay,toballs,tothecafe,tothebilliard—hall;

  youhavewit,youpleasethewomen,youareahandsomefellow;

  asforme,Ispitonmybrandsintheheartofsummer;youarerichwiththeonlyrichesthatarereallysuch,Ipossessallthepovertyofage;infirmity,isolation!Youhaveyourthirty—twoteeth,agooddigestion,brighteyes,strength,appetite,health,gayety,aforestofblackhair;Ihavenolongerevenwhitehair,Ihavelostmyteeth,Iamlosingmylegs,Iamlosingmymemory;

  therearethreenamesofstreetsthatIconfoundincessantly,theRueCharlot,theRueduChaume,andtheRueSaint—Claude,thatiswhatIhavecometo;youhavebeforeyouthewholefuture,fullofsunshine,andIambeginningtolosemysight,sofaramIadvancingintothenight;youareinlove,thatisamatterofcourse,Iambelovedbynooneinalltheworld;andyouaskpityofme!Parbleu!Moliereforgotthat。Ifthatisthewayyoujestatthecourthouse,Messieursthelawyers,Isincerelycomplimentyou。

  Youaredroll。\"

  Andtheoctogenarianwentoninagraveandangryvoice:——

  \"Come,now,whatdoyouwantofme?\"

  \"Sir,\"saidMarius,\"Iknowthatmypresenceisdispleasingtoyou,butIhavecomemerelytoaskonethingofyou,andthenIshallgoawayimmediately。\"

  \"Youareafool!\"saidtheoldman。\"Whosaidthatyouweretogoaway?\"

  Thiswasthetranslationofthetenderwordswhichlayatthebottomofhisheart:——

  \"Askmypardon!Throwyourselfonmyneck!\"

  M。GillenormandfeltthatMariuswouldleavehiminafewmoments,thathisharshreceptionhadrepelledthelad,thathishardnesswasdrivinghimaway;hesaidallthistohimself,anditaugmentedhisgrief;

  andashisgriefwasstraightwayconvertedintowrath,itincreasedhisharshness。HewouldhavelikedtohaveMariusunderstand,andMariusdidnotunderstand,whichmadethegoodmanfurious。

  Hebeganagain:——

  \"What!youdesertedme,yourgrandfather,youleftmyhousetogonooneknowswhither,youdroveyouraunttodespair,youwentoff,itiseasilyguessed,toleadabachelorlife;it’smoreconvenient,toplaythedandy,tocomeinatallhours,toamuseyourself;

  youhavegivenmenosignsoflife,youhavecontracteddebtswithouteventellingmetopaythem,youhavebecomeasmasherofwindowsandablusterer,and,attheendoffouryears,youcometome,andthatisallyouhavetosaytome!\"

  ThisviolentfashionofdrivingagrandsontotendernesswasproductiveonlyofsilenceonthepartofMarius。M。Gillenormandfoldedhisarms;agesturewhichwithhimwaspeculiarlyimperious,andapostrophizedMariusbitterly:——

  \"Letusmakeanendofthis。Youhavecometoasksomethingofme,yousay?Well,what?Whatisit?Speak!\"

  \"Sir,\"saidMarius,withthelookofamanwhofeelsthatheisfallingoveraprecipice,\"Ihavecometoaskyourpermissiontomarry。\"

  M。Gillenormandrangthebell。Basqueopenedthedoorhalf—way。

  \"Callmydaughter。\"

  Asecondlater,thedoorwasopenedoncemore,MademoiselleGillenormanddidnotenter,butshowedherself;Mariuswasstanding,mute,withpendantarmsandthefaceofacriminal;M。Gillenormandwaspacingbackandforthintheroom。Heturnedtohisdaughterandsaidtoher:——

  \"Nothing。ItisMonsieurMarius。Saygooddaytohim。

  Monsieurwishestomarry。That’sall。Goaway。\"

  Thecurt,hoarsesoundoftheoldman’svoiceannouncedastrangedegreeofexcitement。TheauntgazedatMariuswithafrightenedair,hardlyappearedtorecognizehim,didnotallowagestureorasyllabletoescapeher,anddisappearedatherfather’sbreathmoreswiftlythanastrawbeforethehurricane。

  Inthemeantime,FatherGillenormandhadreturnedandplacedhisbackagainstthechimney—pieceoncemore。

  \"Youmarry!Atoneandtwenty!Youhavearrangedthat!Youhaveonlyapermissiontoask!aformality。Sitdown,sir。Well,youhavehadarevolutionsinceIhadthehonortoseeyoulast。

  TheJacobinsgottheupperhand。Youmusthavebeendelighted。

  AreyounotaRepublicansinceyouareaBaron?Youcanmakethatagree。TheRepublicmakesagoodsauceforthebarony。

  AreyouoneofthosedecoratedbyJuly?HaveyoutakentheLouvreatall,sir?Quitenearhere,intheRueSaint—Antoine,oppositetheRuedesNonamdieres,thereisacannon—ballincrustedinthewallofthethirdstoryofahousewiththisinscription:

  `July28th,1830。’Gotakealookatthat。Itproducesagoodeffect。

  Ah!thosefriendsofyoursdoprettythings。Bytheway,aren’ttheyerectingafountainintheplaceofthemonumentofM。leDucdeBerry?

  Soyouwanttomarry?Whom?Canoneinquirewithoutindiscretion?\"

  Hepaused,and,beforeMariushadtimetoanswer,headdedviolently:——

  \"Comenow,youhaveaprofession?Afortunemade?Howmuchdoyouearnatyourtradeoflawyer?\"

  \"Nothing,\"saidMarius,withasortoffirmnessandresolutionthatwasalmostfierce。

  \"Nothing?ThenallthatyouhavetoliveuponisthetwelvehundredlivresthatIallowyou?\"

  Mariusdidnotreply。M。Gillenormandcontinued:——

  \"ThenIunderstandthegirlisrich?\"

  \"AsrichasIam。\"

  \"What!Nodowry?\"

  \"No。\"

  \"Expectations?\"

  \"Ithinknot。\"

  \"Utterlynaked!What’sthefather?\"

  \"Idon’tknow。\"

  \"Andwhat’shername?\"

  \"MademoiselleFauchelevent。\"

  \"Fauchewhat?\"

  \"Fauchelevent。\"

  \"Pttt!\"ejaculatedtheoldgentleman。

  \"Sir!\"exclaimedMarius。

  M。Gillenormandinterruptedhimwiththetoneofamanwhoisspeakingtohimself:——

  \"That’sright,oneandtwentyyearsofage,noprofession,twelvehundredlivresayear,MadamelaBaronnedePontmercywillgoandpurchaseacoupleofsous’worthofparsleyfromthefruiterer。\"

  \"Sir,\"repeatedMarius,inthedespairatthelasthope,whichwasvanishing,\"Ientreatyou!IconjureyouinthenameofHeaven,withclaspedhands,sir,Ithrowmyselfatyourfeet,permitmetomarryher!\"

  Theoldmanburstintoashoutofstridentandmournfullaughter,coughingandlaughingatthesametime。

  \"Ah!ah!ah!Yousaidtoyourself:`Pardine!I’llgohuntupthatoldblockhead,thatabsurdnumskull!WhatashamethatI’mnottwenty—five!HowI’dtreathimtoanicerespectfulsummons!

  HownicelyI’dgetalongwithouthim!It’snothingtome,I’dsaytohim:\"You’reonlytoohappytoseeme,youoldidiot,Iwanttomarry,IdesiretowedMamselleNo—matter—whom,daughterofMonsieurNo—matter—what,Ihavenoshoes,shehasnochemise,thatjustsuits;Iwanttothrowmycareer,myfuture,myyouth,mylifetothedogs;Iwishtotakeaplungeintowretchednesswithawomanaroundmyneck,that’sanidea,andyoumustconsenttoit!\"

  andtheoldfossilwillconsent。’Go,mylad,doasyoulike,attachyourpaving—stone,marryyourPousselevent,yourCoupelevent——

  Never,sir,never!\"

  \"Father——\"

  \"Never!\"

  Atthetoneinwhichthat\"never\"wasuttered,Mariuslostallhope。

  Hetraversedthechamberwithslowsteps,withbowedhead,totteringandmorelikeadyingmanthanlikeonemerelytakinghisdeparture。

  M。Gillenormandfollowedhimwithhiseyes,andatthemomentwhenthedooropened,andMariuswasonthepointofgoingout,headvancedfourpaces,withthesenilevivacityofimpetuousandspoiledoldgentlemen,seizedMariusbythecollar,broughthimbackenergeticallyintotheroom,flunghimintoanarmchairandsaidtohim:——

  \"Tellmeallaboutit!\"

  \"Itwasthatsingleword\"father\"whichhadeffectedthisrevolution。

  Mariusstaredathiminbewilderment。M。Gillenormand’smobilefacewasnolongerexpressiveofanythingbutroughandineffablegood—nature。Thegrandsirehadgivenwaybeforethegrandfather。

  \"Come,seehere,speak,tellmeaboutyourloveaffairs,jabber,tellmeeverything!Sapristi!howstupidyoungfolksare!\"

  \"Father——\"repeatedMarius。

  Theoldman’sentirecountenancelightedupwithindescribableradiance。

  \"Yes,that’sright,callmefather,andyou’llsee!\"

  Therewasnowsomethingsokind,sogentle,soopenhearted,andsopaternalinthisbrusqueness,thatMarius,inthesuddentransitionfromdiscouragementtohope,wasstunnedandintoxicatedbyit,asitwere。Hewasseatednearthetable,thelightfromthecandlesbroughtoutthedilapidationofhiscostume,whichFatherGillenormandregardedwithamazement。

  \"Well,father——\"saidMarius。

  \"Ah,bytheway,\"interruptedM。Gillenormand,\"youreallyhavenotapennythen?Youaredressedlikeapickpocket。\"

  Herummagedinadrawer,drewforthapurse,whichhelaidonthetable:\"Hereareahundredlouis,buyyourselfahat。\"

  \"Father,\"pursuedMarius,\"mygoodfather,ifyouonlyknew!Iloveher。

  Youcannotimagineit;thefirsttimeIsawherwasattheLuxembourg,shecamethere;inthebeginning,Ididnotpaymuchheedtoher,andthen,Idon’tknowhowitcameabout,Ifellinlovewithher。

  Oh!howunhappythatmademe!Now,atlast,Iseehereveryday,atherownhome,herfatherdoesnotknowit,justfancy,theyaregoingaway,itisinthegardenthatwemeet,intheevening,herfathermeanstotakehertoEngland,thenIsaidtomyself:

  `I’llgoandseemygrandfatherandtellhimallabouttheaffair。

  Ishouldgomadfirst,Ishoulddie,Ishouldfallill,Ishouldthrowmyselfintothewater。Iabsolutelymustmarryher,sinceIshouldgomadotherwise。’Thisisthewholetruth,andI

  donotthinkthatIhaveomittedanything。Shelivesinagardenwithanironfence,intheRuePlumet。ItisintheneighborhoodoftheInvalides。\"

  FatherGillenormandhadseatedhimself,withabeamingcountenance,besideMarius。Ashelistenedtohimanddrankinthesoundofhisvoice,heenjoyedatthesametimeaprotractedpinchofsnuff。

  Atthewords\"RuePlumet\"heinterruptedhisinhalationandallowedtheremainderofhissnufftofalluponhisknees。

  \"TheRuePlumet,theRuePlumet,didyousay?——Letussee!——Aretherenotbarracksinthatvicinity?——Why,yes,that’sit。YourcousinTheodulehasspokentomeaboutit。Thelancer,theofficer。

  Agaygirl,mygoodfriend,agaygirl!——Pardieu,yes,theRuePlumet。

  ItiswhatusedtobecalledtheRueBlomet。——Itallcomesbacktomenow。IhaveheardofthatlittlegirloftheironrailingintheRuePlumet。Inagarden,aPamela。Yourtasteisnotbad。

  Sheissaidtobeaverytidycreature。Betweenourselves,Ithinkthatsimpletonofalancerhasbeencourtingherabit。

  Idon’tknowwherehedidit。However,that’snottothepurpose。

  Besides,heisnottobebelieved。Hebrags,Marius!Ithinkitquiteproperthatayoungmanlikeyoushouldbeinlove。

  It’stherightthingatyourage。IlikeyoubetterasaloverthanasaJacobin。Ilikeyoubetterinlovewithapetticoat,sapristi!withtwentypetticoats,thanwithM。deRobespierre。

  Formypart,Iwilldomyselfthejusticetosay,thatinthelineofsans—culottes,Ihaveneverlovedanyonebutwomen。Prettygirlsareprettygirls,thedeuce!There’snoobjectiontothat。Asforthelittleone,shereceivesyouwithoutherfather’sknowledge。

  That’sintheestablishedorderofthings。Ihavehadadventuresofthatsamesortmyself。Morethanone。Doyouknowwhatisdonethen?

  Onedoesnottakethematterferociously;onedoesnotprecipitatehimselfintothetragic;onedoesnotmakeone’smindtomarriageandM。leMairewithhisscarf。Onesimplybehaveslikeafellowofspirit。Oneshowsgoodsense。Slipalong,mortals;don’tmarry。

  Youcomeandlookupyourgrandfather,whoisagood—naturedfellowatbottom,andwhoalwayshasafewrollsoflouisinanolddrawer;

  yousaytohim:`Seehere,grandfather。’Andthegrandfathersays:

  `That’sasimplematter。Youthmustamuseitself,andoldagemustwearout。Ihavebeenyoung,youwillbeold。Come,myboy,youshallpassitontoyourgrandson。Herearetwohundredpistoles。

  Amuseyourself,deucetakeit!’Nothingbetter!That’sthewaytheaffairshouldbetreated。Youdon’tmarry,butthatdoesnoharm。

  Youunderstandme?\"

  Marius,petrifiedandincapableofutteringasyllable,madeasignwithhisheadthathedidnot。

  Theoldmanburstoutlaughing,winkedhisagedeye,gavehimaslapontheknee,staredhimfullinthefacewithamysteriousandbeamingair,andsaidtohim,withthetenderestofshrugsoftheshoulder:——

  \"Booby!makeheryourmistress。\"

  Mariusturnedpale。Hehadunderstoodnothingofwhathisgrandfatherhadjustsaid。ThistwaddleabouttheRueBlomet,Pamela,thebarracks,thelancer,hadpassedbeforeMariuslikeadissolvingview。

  NothingofallthatcouldbearanyreferencetoCosette,whowasalily。Thegoodmanwaswanderinginhismind。ButthiswanderingterminatedinwordswhichMariusdidunderstand,andwhichwereamortalinsulttoCosette。Thosewords,\"makeheryourmistress,\"

  enteredtheheartofthestrictyoungmanlikeasword。

  Herose,pickeduphishatwhichlayonthefloor,andwalkedtothedoorwithafirm,assuredstep。Thereheturnedround,boweddeeplytohisgrandfather,raisedhisheaderectagain,andsaid:——

  \"Fiveyearsagoyouinsultedmyfather;to—dayyouhaveinsultedmywife。Iasknothingmoreofyou,sir。Farewell。\"

  FatherGillenormand,utterlyconfounded,openedhismouth,extendedhisarms,triedtorise,andbeforehecouldutteraword,thedoorclosedoncemore,andMariushaddisappeared。

  Theoldmanremainedforseveralminutesmotionlessandasthoughstruckbylightning,withoutthepowertospeakorbreathe,asthoughaclenchedfistgraspedhisthroat。Atlasthetorehimselffromhisarm—chair,ran,sofarasamancanrunatninety—one,tothedoor,openedit,andcried:——

  \"Help!Help!\"

  Hisdaughtermadeherappearance,thenthedomestics。Hebeganagain,withapitifulrattle:\"Runafterhim!Bringhimback!WhathaveI

  donetohim?Heismad!Heisgoingaway!Ah!myGod!Ah!myGod!

  Thistimehewillnotcomeback!\"

  Hewenttothewindowwhichlookedoutonthestreet,threwitopenwithhisagedandpalsiedhands,leanedoutmorethanhalf—way,whileBasqueandNicoletteheldhimbehind,andshouted:——

  \"Marius!Marius!Marius!Marius!\"

  ButMariuscouldnolongerhearhim,foratthatmomenthewasturningthecorneroftheRueSaint—Louis。

  Theoctogenarianraisedhishandstohistemplestwoorthreetimeswithanexpressionofanguish,recoiledtottering,andfellbackintoanarm—chair,pulseless,voiceless,tearless,withquiveringheadandlipswhichmovedwithastupidair,withnothinginhiseyesandnothinganylongerinhisheartexceptagloomyandprofoundsomethingwhichresemblednight。

  BOOKNINTH。——WHITHERARETHEYGOING?

  CHAPTERI

  JEANVALJEAN

  Thatsameday,towardsfouro’clockintheafternoon,JeanValjeanwassittingaloneonthebacksideofoneofthemostsolitaryslopesintheChamp—de—Mars。Eitherfromprudence,orfromadesiretomeditate,orsimplyinconsequenceofoneofthoseinsensiblechangesofhabitwhichgraduallyintroducethemselvesintotheexistenceofeveryone,henowrarelywentoutwithCosette。

  Hehadonhisworkman’swaistcoat,andtrousersofgraylinen;

  andhislong—visoredcapconcealedhiscountenance。

  HewascalmandhappynowbesideCosette;thatwhichhad,foratime,alarmedandtroubledhimhadbeendissipated;butforthelastweekortwo,anxietiesofanothernaturehadcomeup。Oneday,whilewalkingontheboulevard,hehadcaughtsightofThenardier;

  thankstohisdisguise,Thenardierhadnotrecognizedhim;butsincethatday,JeanValjeanhadseenhimrepeatedly,andhewasnowcertainthatThenardierwasprowlingaboutintheirneighborhood。

  Thishadbeensufficienttomakehimcometoadecision。

  Moreover,Pariswasnottranquil:politicaltroublespresentedthisinconvenientfeature,foranyonewhohadanythingtoconcealinhislife,thatthepolicehadgrownveryuneasyandverysuspicious,andthatwhileseekingtoferretoutamanlikePepinorMorey,theymightveryreadilydiscoveramanlikeJeanValjean。

  JeanValjeanhadmadeuphismindtoquitParis,andevenFrance,andgoovertoEngland。

  HehadwarnedCosette。Hewishedtosetoutbeforetheendoftheweek。

  HehadseatedhimselfontheslopeintheChamp—de—Mars,turningoverallsortsofthoughtsinhismind,——Thenardier,thepolice,thejourney,andthedifficultyofprocuringapassport。

  Hewastroubledfromallthesepointsofview。

  Lastofall,aninexplicablecircumstancewhichhadjustattractedhisattention,andfromwhichhehadnotyetrecovered,hadaddedtohisstateofalarm。

  Onthemorningofthatveryday,whenhealoneofthehouseholdwasstirring,whilestrollinginthegardenbeforeCosette’sshutterswereopen,hehadsuddenlyperceivedonthewall,thefollowingline,engraved,probablywithanail:——

  16RuedelaVerrerie。

  Thiswasperfectlyfresh,thegroovesintheancientblackmortarwerewhite,atuftofnettlesatthefootofthewallwaspowderedwiththefine,freshplaster。

  Thishadprobablybeenwrittenontheprecedingnight。

  Whatwasthis?Asignalforothers?Awarningforhimself?

  Inanycase,itwasevidentthatthegardenhadbeenviolated,andthatstrangershadmadetheirwayintoit。

  Herecalledtheoddincidentswhichhadalreadyalarmedthehousehold。

  Hismindwasnowfillinginthiscanvas。

  HetookgoodcarenottospeaktoCosetteofthelinewrittenonthewall,forfearofalarmingher。

  Inthemidstofhispreoccupations,heperceived,fromashadowcastbythesun,thatsomeonehadhaltedonthecrestoftheslopeimmediatelybehindhim。

  Hewasonthepointofturninground,whenapaperfoldedinfourfelluponhiskneesasthoughahandhaddroppeditoverhishead。

  Hetookthepaper,unfoldedit,andreadthesewordswritteninlargecharacters,withapencil:——

  \"MOVEAWAYFROMYOURHOUSE。\"

  JeanValjeanspranghastilytohisfeet;therewasnooneontheslope;

  hegazedallaroundhimandperceivedacreaturelargerthanachild,notsolargeasaman,cladinagrayblouseandtrousersofdust—coloredcottonvelvet,whowasjumpingovertheparapetandwhoslippedintothemoatoftheChampde—Mars。

  JeanValjeanreturnedhomeatonce,inaverythoughtfulmood。

  CHAPTERII

  MARIUS

  MariushadleftM。Gillenormandindespair。Hehadenteredthehousewithverylittlehope,andquitteditwithimmensedespair。

  However,andthosewhohaveobservedthedepthsofthehumanheartwillunderstandthis,theofficer,thelancer,theninny,CousinTheodule,hadleftnotraceinhismind。Nottheslightest。

  Thedramaticpoetmight,apparently,expectsomecomplicationsfromthisrevelationmadepoint—blankbythegrandfathertothegrandson。

  Butwhatthedramawouldgainthereby,truthwouldlose。

  Mariuswasatanagewhenonebelievesnothinginthelineofevil;

  lateroncomestheagewhenonebelieveseverything。Suspicionsarenothingelsethanwrinkles。Earlyyouthhasnoneofthem。

  ThatwhichoverwhelmedOthelloglidesinnocuousoverCandide。

  SuspectCosette!TherearehostsofcrimeswhichMariuscouldsoonerhavecommitted。

  Hebegantowanderaboutthestreets,theresourceofthosewhosuffer。

  Hethoughtofnothing,sofarashecouldafterwardsremember。

  Attwoo’clockinthemorninghereturnedtoCourfeyrac’squartersandflunghimself,withoutundressing,onhismattress。Thesunwasshiningbrightlywhenhesankintothatfrightfulleadenslumberwhichpermitsideastogoandcomeinthebrain。Whenheawoke,hesawCourfeyrac,Enjolras,Feuilly,andCombeferrestandingintheroomwiththeirhatsonandallreadytogoout。

  Courfeyracsaidtohim:——

  \"AreyoucomingtoGeneralLamarque’sfuneral?\"

  ItseemedtohimthatCourfeyracwasspeakingChinese。

  Hewentoutsometimeafterthem。HeputinhispocketthepistolswhichJaverthadgivenhimatthetimeoftheadventureonthe3dofFebruary,andwhichhadremainedinhishands。Thesepistolswerestillloaded。Itwouldbedifficulttosaywhatvaguethoughthehadinhismindwhenhetookthemwithhim。

  Alldaylongheprowledabout,withoutknowingwherehewasgoing;

  itrainedattimes,hedidnotperceiveit;forhisdinner,hepurchasedapennyrollatabaker’s,putitinhispocketandforgotit。

  ItappearsthathetookabathintheSeinewithoutbeingawareofit。

  Therearemomentswhenamanhasafurnacewithinhisskull。

  Mariuswaspassingthroughoneofthosemoments。Henolongerhopedforanything;thisstephehadtakensincetheprecedingevening。

  Hewaitedfornightwithfeverishimpatience,hehadbutoneideaclearlybeforehismind;——thiswas,thatatnineo’clockheshouldseeCosette。Thislasthappinessnowconstitutedhiswholefuture;

  afterthat,gloom。Atintervals,asheroamedthroughthemostdesertedboulevards,itseemedtohimthatheheardstrangenoisesinParis。

  Hethrusthisheadoutofhisreveryandsaid:\"Istherefightingonhand?\"

  Atnightfall,atnineo’clockprecisely,ashehadpromisedCosette,hewasintheRuePlumet。Whenheapproachedthegratingheforgoteverything。Itwasforty—eighthourssincehehadseenCosette;

  hewasabouttobeholdheroncemore;everyotherthoughtwaseffaced,andhefeltonlyaprofoundandunheard—ofjoy。Thoseminutesinwhichonelivescenturiesalwayshavethissovereignandwonderfulproperty,thatatthemomentwhentheyarepassingtheyfilltheheartcompletely。

  Mariusdisplacedthebar,andrushedheadlongintothegarden。

  Cosettewasnotatthespotwheresheordinarilywaitedforhim。

  Hetraversedthethicket,andapproachedtherecessneartheflightofsteps:\"Sheiswaitingformethere,\"saidhe。Cosettewasnotthere。Heraisedhiseyes,andsawthattheshuttersofthehousewereclosed。Hemadethetourofthegarden,thegardenwasdeserted。

  Thenhereturnedtothehouse,and,renderedsenselessbylove,intoxicated,terrified,exasperatedwithgriefanduneasiness,likeamasterwhoreturnshomeatanevilhour,hetappedontheshutters。Heknockedandknockedagain,attheriskofseeingthewindowopen,andherfather’sgloomyfacemakeitsappearance,anddemand:\"Whatdoyouwant?\"Thiswasnothingincomparisonwithwhathedimlycaughtaglimpseof。Whenhehadrapped,helifteduphisvoiceandcalledCosette。——\"Cosette!\"hecried;

  \"Cosette!\"herepeatedimperiously。Therewasnoreply。Allwasover。

  Nooneinthegarden;nooneinthehouse。

  Mariusfixedhisdespairingeyesonthatdismalhouse,whichwasasblackandassilentasatombandfarmoreempty。HegazedatthestoneseatonwhichhehadpassedsomanyadorablehourswithCosette。

  Thenheseatedhimselfontheflightofsteps,hisheartfilledwithsweetnessandresolution,heblessedhisloveinthedepthsofhisthought,andhesaidtohimselfthat,sinceCosettewasgone,allthattherewasleftforhimwastodie。

  Allatonceheheardavoicewhichseemedtoproceedfromthestreet,andwhichwascallingtohimthroughthetrees:——

  \"Mr。Marius!\"

  Hestartedtohisfeet。

  \"Hey?\"saidhe。

  \"Mr。Marius,areyouthere?\"

  \"Yes。\"

  \"Mr。Marius,\"wentonthevoice,\"yourfriendsarewaitingforyouatthebarricadeoftheRuedelaChanvrerie。\"

  Thisvoicewasnotwhollyunfamiliartohim。Itresembledthehoarse,roughvoiceofEponine。Mariushastenedtothegate,thrustasidethemovablebar,passedhisheadthroughtheaperture,andsawsomeonewhoappearedtohimtobeayoungman,disappearingatarunintothegloom。

  CHAPTERIII

  M。MABEUF

  JeanValjean’spursewasofnousetoM。Mabeuf。M。Mabeuf,inhisvenerable,infantileausterity,hadnotacceptedthegiftofthestars;hehadnotadmittedthatastarcouldcoinitselfintolouisd’or。HehadnotdivinedthatwhathadfallenfromheavenhadcomefromGavroche。Hehadtakenthepursetothepolicecommissionerofthequarter,asalostarticleplacedbythefinderatthedisposalofclaimants。Thepursewasactuallylost。

  Itisunnecessarytosaythatnooneclaimedit,andthatitdidnotsuccorM。Mabeuf。

  Moreover,M。Mabeufhadcontinuedhisdownwardcourse。

  HisexperimentsonindigohadbeennomoresuccessfulintheJardindesPlantesthaninhisgardenatAusterlitz。Theyearbeforehehadowedhishousekeeper’swages;now,aswehaveseen,heowedthreequartersofhisrent。ThepawnshophadsoldtheplatesofhisFloraaftertheexpirationofthirteenmonths。

  Somecoppersmithhadmadestewpansofthem。Hiscopperplatesgone,andbeingunabletocompleteeventheincompletecopiesofhisFlorawhichwereinhispossession,hehaddisposedofthetext,atamiserableprice,aswastepaper,toasecond—handbookseller。

  Nothingnowremainedtohimofhislife’swork。Hesettoworktoeatupthemoneyforthesecopies。Whenhesawthatthiswretchedresourcewasbecomingexhausted,hegaveuphisgardenandallowedittoruntowaste。Beforethis,alongtimebefore,hehadgivenuphistwoeggsandthemorselofbeefwhichheatefromtimetotime。Hedinedonbreadandpotatoes。Hehadsoldthelastofhisfurniture,thenallduplicatesofhisbedding,hisclothingandhisblankets,thenhisherbariumsandprints;

  buthestillretainedhismostpreciousbooks,manyofwhichwereofthegreatestrarity,amongothers,LesQuadrinsHistoriquesdelaBible,editionof1560;LaConcordancedesBibles,byPierredeBesse;LesMargueritesdelaMarguerite,ofJeandeLaHaye,withadedicationtotheQueenofNavarre;thebookdelaChargeetDignitedel’Ambassadeur,bytheSieurdeVilliersHotman;

  aFlorilegiumRabbinicumof1644;aTibullusof1567,withthismagnificentinscription:Venetiis,inaedibusManutianis;andlastly,aDiogenesLaertius,printedatLyonsin1644,whichcontainedthefamousvariantofthemanuscript411,thirteenthcentury,oftheVatican,andthoseofthetwomanuscriptsofVenice,393and394,consultedwithsuchfruitfulresultsbyHenriEstienne,andallthepassagesinDoricdialectwhichareonlyfoundinthecelebratedmanuscriptofthetwelfthcenturybelongingtotheNaplesLibrary。M。Mabeufneverhadanyfireinhischamber,andwenttobedatsundown,inordernottoconsumeanycandles。

  Itseemedasthoughhehadnolongeranyneighbors:peopleavoidedhimwhenhewentout;heperceivedthefact。Thewretchednessofachildinterestsamother,thewretchednessofayoungmaninterestsayounggirl,thewretchednessofanoldmaninterestsnoone。

  Itis,ofalldistresses,thecoldest。Still,FatherMabeufhadnotentirelylosthischildlikeserenity。Hiseyesacquiredsomevivacitywhentheyrestedonhisbooks,andhesmiledwhenhegazedattheDiogenesLaertius,whichwasauniquecopy。Hisbookcasewithglassdoorswastheonlypieceoffurniturewhichhehadkeptbeyondwhatwasstrictlyindispensable。

  Oneday,MotherPlutarquesaidtohim:——

  \"Ihavenomoneytobuyanydinner。\"

  Whatshecalleddinnerwasaloafofbreadandfourorfivepotatoes。

  \"Oncredit?\"suggestedM。Mabeuf。

  \"Youknowwellthatpeoplerefuseme。\"

  M。Mabeufopenedhisbookcase,tookalonglookatallhisbooks,oneafteranother,asafatherobligedtodecimatehischildrenwouldgazeuponthembeforemakingachoice,thenseizedonehastily,putitinunderhisarmandwentout。Hereturnedtwohourslater,withoutanythingunderhisarm,laidthirtysousonthetable,andsaid:——

  \"Youwillgetsomethingfordinner。\"

  Fromthatmomentforth,MotherPlutarquesawasombreveil,whichwasnevermorelifted,descendovertheoldman’scandidface。

  Onthefollowingday,onthedayafter,andonthedayafterthat,ithadtobedoneagain。

  M。Mabeufwentoutwithabookandreturnedwithacoin。

  Asthesecond—handdealersperceivedthathewasforcedtosell,theypurchasedofhimfortwentysousthatforwhichhehadpaidtwentyfrancs,sometimesatthoseveryshops。Volumebyvolume,thewholelibrarywentthesameroad。Hesaidattimes:\"ButI

  ameighty;\"asthoughhecherishedsomesecrethopethatheshouldarriveattheendofhisdaysbeforereachingtheendofhisbooks。

  Hismelancholyincreased。Once,however,hehadapleasure。

  HehadgoneoutwithaRobertEstienne,whichhehadsoldforthirty—fivesousundertheQuaiMalaquais,andhereturnedwithanAlduswhichhehadboughtforfortysousintheRuedesGres。——\"I

  owefivesous,\"hesaid,beamingonMotherPlutarque。Thatdayhehadnodinner。

  HebelongedtotheHorticulturalSociety。Hisdestitutionbecameknownthere。Thepresidentofthesocietycametoseehim,promisedtospeaktotheMinisterofAgricultureandCommerceabouthim,anddidso。——\"Why,what!\"exclaimedtheMinister,\"Ishouldthinkso!Anoldsavant!abotanist!aninoffensiveman!

  Somethingmustbedoneforhim!\"Onthefollowingday,M。MabeufreceivedaninvitationtodinewiththeMinister。Tremblingwithjoy,heshowedthelettertoMotherPlutarque。\"Wearesaved!\"saidhe。

  Onthedayappointed,hewenttotheMinister’shouse。Heperceivedthathisraggedcravat,hislong,squarecoat,andhiswaxedshoesastonishedtheushers。Noonespoketohim,noteventheMinister。

  Aboutteno’clockintheevening,whilehewasstillwaitingforaword,heheardtheMinister’swife,abeautifulwomaninalow—neckedgownwhomhehadnotventuredtoapproach,inquire:

  \"Whoisthatoldgentleman?\"Hereturnedhomeonfootatmidnight,inadrivingrain—storm。HehadsoldanElzevirtopayforacarriageinwhichtogothither。

  HehadacquiredthehabitofreadingafewpagesinhisDiogenesLaertiuseverynight,beforehewenttobed。HeknewenoughGreektoenjoythepeculiaritiesofthetextwhichheowned。

  Hehadnownootherenjoyment。Severalweekspassed。Allatonce,MotherPlutarquefellill。Thereisonethingsadderthanhavingnomoneywithwhichtobuybreadatthebaker’sandthatishavingnomoneytopurchasedrugsattheapothecary’s。Oneevening,thedoctorhadorderedaveryexpensivepotion。Andthemaladywasgrowingworse;anursewasrequired。M。Mabeufopenedhisbookcase;

  therewasnothingthere。Thelastvolumehadtakenitsdeparture。

  AllthatwaslefttohimwasDiogenesLaertius。Heputthisuniquecopyunderhisarm,andwentout。Itwasthe4thofJune,1832;

  hewenttothePorteSaint—Jacques,toRoyal’ssuccessor,andreturnedwithonehundredfrancs。Helaidthepileoffive—francpiecesontheoldserving—woman’snightstand,andreturnedtohischamberwithoutsayingaword。

  Onthefollowingmorning,atdawn,heseatedhimselfontheoverturnedpostinhisgarden,andhecouldbeseenoverthetopofthehedge,sittingthewholemorningmotionless,withdroopinghead,hiseyesvaguelyfixedonthewitheredflower—beds。Itrainedatintervals;

  theoldmandidnotseemtoperceivethefact。

  Intheafternoon,extraordinarynoisesbrokeoutinParis。

  Theyresembledshotsandtheclamorsofamultitude。

  FatherMabeufraisedhishead。Hesawagardenerpassing,andinquired:——

  \"Whatisit?\"

  Thegardener,spadeonback,repliedinthemostunconcernedtone:——

  \"Itistheriots。\"

  \"Whatriots?\"

  \"Yes,theyarefighting。\"

  \"Whyaretheyfighting?\"

  \"Ah,goodHeavens!\"ejaculatedthegardener。

  \"Inwhatdirection?\"wentonM。Mabeuf。

  \"IntheneighborhoodoftheArsenal。\"

  FatherMabeufwenttohisroom,tookhishat,mechanicallysoughtforabooktoplaceunderhisarm,foundnone,said:\"Ah!truly!\"

  andwentoffwithabewilderedair。

  BOOKTENTH。——THE5THOFJUNE,1832

  CHAPTERI

  THESURFACEOFTHEQUESTION

  Ofwhatisrevoltcomposed?Ofnothingandofeverything。

  Ofanelectricitydisengaged,littlebylittle,ofaflamesuddenlydartingforth,ofawanderingforce,ofapassingbreath。

  Thisbreathencountersheadswhichspeak,brainswhichdream,soulswhichsuffer,passionswhichburn,wretchednesswhichhowls,andbearsthemaway。

  Whither?

  Atrandom。Athwartthestate,thelaws,athwartprosperityandtheinsolenceofothers。

  Irritatedconvictions,embitteredenthusiasms,agitatedindignations,instinctsofwarwhichhavebeenrepressed,youthfulcouragewhichhasbeenexalted,generousblindness;curiosity,thetasteforchange,thethirstfortheunexpected,thesentimentwhichcausesonetotakepleasureinreadingthepostersforthenewplay,andlove,theprompter’swhistle,atthetheatre;thevaguehatreds,rancors,disappointments,everyvanitywhichthinksthatdestinyhasbankruptedit;discomfort,emptydreams,ambitiousthatarehedgedabout,whoeverhopesforadownfall,someoutcome,inshort,attheverybottom,therabble,thatmudwhichcatchesfire,——

  sucharetheelementsofrevolt。Thatwhichisgrandestandthatwhichisbasest;thebeingswhoprowloutsideofallbounds,awaitinganoccasion,bohemians,vagrants,vagabondsofthecross—roads,thosewhosleepatnightinadesertofhouseswithnootherroofthanthecoldcloudsofheaven,thosewho,eachday,demandtheirbreadfromchanceandnotfromtoil,theunknownofpovertyandnothingness,thebare—armed,thebare—footed,belongtorevolt。Whoevercherishesinhissoulasecretrevoltagainstanydeedwhateveronthepartofthestate,oflifeoroffate,isripeforriot,and,assoonasitmakesitsappearance,hebeginstoquiver,andtofeelhimselfborneawaywiththewhirlwind。

  Revoltisasortofwaterspoutinthesocialatmospherewhichformssuddenlyincertainconditionsoftemperature,andwhich,asiteddiesabout,mounts,descends,thunders,tears,razes,crushes,demolishes,uproots,bearingwithitgreatnaturesandsmall,thestrongmanandthefeeblemind,thetreetrunkandthestalkofstraw。Woetohimwhomitbearsawayaswellastohimwhomitstrikes!Itbreakstheoneagainsttheother。

  Itcommunicatestothosewhomitseizesanindescribableandextraordinarypower。Itfillsthefirst—comerwiththeforceofevents;itconvertseverythingintoprojectiles。

  Itmakesacannon—ballofaroughstone,andageneralofaporter。

  Ifwearetobelievecertainoraclesofcraftypoliticalviews,alittlerevoltisdesirablefromthepointofviewofpower。System:

  revoltstrengthensthosegovernmentswhichitdoesnotoverthrow。

  Itputsthearmytothetest;itconsecratesthebourgeoisie,itdrawsoutthemusclesofthepolice;itdemonstratestheforceofthesocialframework。Itisanexerciseingymnastics;

  itisalmosthygiene。Powerisinbetterhealthafterarevolt,asamanisafteragoodrubbingdown。

  Revolt,thirtyyearsago,wasregardedfromstillotherpointsofview。

  Thereisforeverythingatheory,whichproclaimsitself\"goodsense\";

  PhilintusagainstAlcestis;mediationofferedbetweenthefalseandthetrue;explanation,admonition,ratherhaughtyextenuationwhich,becauseitismingledwithblameandexcuse,thinksitselfwisdom,andisoftenonlypedantry。Awholepoliticalschoolcalled\"thegoldenmean\"hasbeentheoutcomeofthis。Asbetweencoldwaterandhotwater,itisthelukewarmwaterparty。Thisschoolwithitsfalsedepth,allonthesurface,whichdissectseffectswithoutgoingbacktofirstcauses,chidesfromitsheightofademi—science,theagitationofthepublicsquare。

  Ifwelistentothisschool,\"Theriotswhichcomplicatedtheaffairof1830deprivedthatgreateventofaportionofitspurity。TheRevolutionofJulyhadbeenafinepopulargale,abruptlyfollowedbybluesky。

  Theymadethecloudyskyreappear。Theycausedthatrevolution,atfirstsoremarkableforitsunanimity,todegenerateintoaquarrel。

  IntheRevolutionofJuly,asinallprogressaccomplishedbyfitsandstarts,therehadbeensecretfractures;theseriotsrenderedthemperceptible。Itmighthavebeensaid:`Ah!thisisbroken。’

  AftertheRevolutionofJuly,onewassensibleonlyofdeliverance;

  aftertheriots,onewasconsciousofacatastrophe。

  \"Allrevoltclosestheshops,depressesthefunds,throwstheExchangeintoconsternation,suspendscommerce,clogsbusiness,precipitatesfailures;nomoremoney,privatefortunesrendereduneasy,publiccreditshaken,industrydisconcerted,capitalwithdrawing,workatadiscount,feareverywhere;counter—shocksineverytown。

  Hencegulfs。IthasbeencalculatedthatthefirstdayofariotcostsFrancetwentymillions,theseconddayforty,thethirdsixty,athreedays’uprisingcostsonehundredandtwentymillions,thatistosay,ifonlythefinancialresultbetakenintoconsideration,itisequivalenttoadisaster,ashipwreckoralostbattle,whichshouldannihilateafleetofsixtyshipsoftheline。

  \"Nodoubt,historically,uprisingshavetheirbeauty;thewarofthepavementsisnolessgrandiose,andnolesspathetic,thanthewarofthickets:intheonethereisthesoulofforests,intheothertheheartofcities;theonehasJeanChouan,theotherhasaJeanne。

  RevoltshaveilluminatedwitharedglareallthemostoriginalpointsoftheParisiancharacter,generosity,devotion,stormygayety,studentsprovingthatbraveryformspartofintelligence,theNationalGuardinvincible,bivouacsofshopkeepers,fortressesofstreeturchins,contemptofdeathonthepartofpassers—by。Schoolsandlegionsclashedtogether。Afterall,betweenthecombatants,therewasonlyadifferenceofage;theraceisthesame;itisthesamestoicalmenwhodiedattheageoftwentyfortheirideas,atfortyfortheirfamilies。Thearmy,alwaysasadthingincivilwars,opposedprudencetoaudacity。Uprisings,whileprovingpopularintrepidity,alsoeducatedthecourageofthebourgeois。

  \"Thisiswell。Butisallthisworththebloodshed?Andtothebloodshedaddthefuturedarkness,progresscompromised,uneasinessamongthebestmen,honestliberalsindespair,foreignabsolutismhappyinthesewoundsdealttorevolutionbyitsownhand,thevanquishedof1830triumphingandsaying:

  `Wetoldyouso!’AddParisenlarged,possibly,butFrancemostassuredlydiminished。Add,forallmustneedsbetold,themassacreswhichhavetoooftendishonoredthevictoryofordergrownferociousoverlibertygonemad。Tosumupall,uprisingshavebeendisastrous。\"

  Thusspeaksthatapproximationtowisdomwithwhichthebourgeoisie,thatapproximationtothepeople,sowillinglycontentsitself。

  Forourparts,werejectthisworduprisingsastoolarge,andconsequentlyastooconvenient。Wemakeadistinctionbetweenonepopularmovementandanotherpopularmovement。

  Wedonotinquirewhetheranuprisingcostsasmuchasabattle。

  Whyabattle,inthefirstplace?Herethequestionofwarcomesup。

  Iswarlessofascourgethananuprisingisofacalamity?Andthen,arealluprisingscalamities?AndwhatiftherevoltofJulydidcostahundredandtwentymillions?TheestablishmentofPhilipV。inSpaincostFrancetwomilliards。Evenatthesameprice,weshouldpreferthe14thofJuly。However,werejectthesefigures,whichappeartobereasonsandwhichareonlywords。Anuprisingbeinggiven,weexamineitbyitself。Inallthatissaidbythedoctrinarianobjectionabovepresented,thereisnoquestionofanythingbuteffect,weseekthecause。

  Wewillbeexplicit。

  CHAPTERII

  THEROOTOFTHEMATTER

  Thereissuchathingasanuprising,andthereissuchathingasinsurrection;thesearetwoseparatephasesofwrath;oneisinthewrong,theotherisintheright。Indemocraticstates,theonlyoneswhicharefoundedonjustice,itsometimeshappensthatthefractionusurps;thenthewholerisesandthenecessaryclaimofitsrightsmayproceedasfarasresorttoarms。Inallquestionswhichresultfromcollectivesovereignty,thewarofthewholeagainstthefractionisinsurrection;theattackofthefractionagainstthewholeisrevolt;accordingastheTuileriescontainakingortheConvention,theyarejustlyorunjustlyattacked。

  Thesamecannon,pointedagainstthepopulace,iswrongonthe10thofAugust,andrightonthe14thofVendemiaire。Alikeinappearance,fundamentallydifferentinreality;theSwissdefendthefalse,Bonapartedefendsthetrue。Thatwhichuniversalsuffragehaseffectedinitslibertyandinitssovereigntycannotbeundonebythestreet。

  Itisthesameinthingspertainingpurelytocivilization;

  theinstinctofthemasses,clear—sightedto—day,maybetroubledto—morrow。ThesamefurylegitimatewhendirectedagainstTerrayandabsurdwhendirectedagainstTurgot。Thedestructionofmachines,thepillageofwarehouses,thebreakingofrails,thedemolitionofdocks,thefalseroutesofmultitudes,therefusalbythepeopleofjusticetoprogress,Ramusassassinatedbystudents,RousseaudrivenoutofSwitzerlandandstoned,——thatisrevolt。IsraelagainstMoses,AthensagainstPhocian,RomeagainstCicero,——thatisanuprising;

  ParisagainsttheBastille,——thatisinsurrection。ThesoldiersagainstAlexander,thesailorsagainstChristopherColumbus,——

  thisisthesamerevolt;impiousrevolt;why?BecauseAlexanderisdoingforAsiawiththeswordthatwhichChristopherColumbusisdoingforAmericawiththecompass;AlexanderlikeColumbus,isfindingaworld。Thesegiftsofaworldtocivilizationaresuchaugmentationsoflight,thatallresistanceinthatcaseisculpable。

  Sometimesthepopulacecounterfeitsfidelitytoitself。Themassesaretraitorstothepeople。Isthere,forexample,anythingstrangerthanthatlongandbloodyprotestofdealersincontrabandsalt,alegitimatechronicrevolt,which,atthedecisivemoment,onthedayofsalvation,attheveryhourofpopularvictory,espousesthethrone,turnsintochouannerie,and,fromhavingbeenaninsurrectionagainst,becomesanuprisingfor,sombremasterpiecesofignorance!Thecontrabandsaltdealerescapestheroyalgibbets,andwitharope’sendroundhisneck,mountsthewhitecockade。

  \"Deathtothesaltduties,\"bringsforth,\"LonglivetheKing!\"

  TheassassinsofSaint—Barthelemy,thecut—throatsofSeptember,themanslaughterersofAvignon,theassassinsofColigny,theassassinsofMadamLamballe,theassassinsofBrune,Miquelets,Verdets,Cadenettes,thecompanionsofJehu,thechevaliersofBrassard,——

  beholdanuprising。LaVendeeisagrand,catholicuprising。

  Thesoundofrightinmovementisrecognizable,itdoesnotalwaysproceedfromthetremblingofexcitedmasses;therearemadrages,therearecrackedbells,alltocsinsdonotgiveoutthesoundofbronze。Thebrawlofpassionsandignorancesisquiteanotherthingfromtheshockofprogress。Showmeinwhatdirectionyouaregoing。Rise,ifyouwill,butletitbethatyoumaygrowgreat。

  Thereisnoinsurrectionexceptinaforwarddirection。Anyothersortofrisingisbad;everyviolentsteptowardstherearisarevolt;

  toretreatistocommitadeedofviolenceagainstthehumanrace。

  Insurrectionisafitofrageonthepartoftruth;thepavementswhichtheuprisingdisturbsgiveforththesparkofright。

  Thesepavementsbequeathtotheuprisingonlytheirmud。

  DantonagainstLouisXIV。isinsurrection;HebertagainstDantonisrevolt。

  Henceitresultsthatifinsurrectioningivencasesmaybe,asLafayettesays,themostholyofduties,anuprisingmaybethemostfatalofcrimes。

  Thereisalsoadifferenceintheintensityofheat;insurrectionisoftenavolcano,revoltisoftenonlyafireofstraw。

  Revolt,aswehavesaid,issometimesfoundamongthoseinpower。

  Polignacisarioter;CamilleDesmoulinsisoneofthegoverningpowers。

  Insurrectionissometimesresurrection。

  Thesolutionofeverythingbyuniversalsuffragebeinganabsolutelymodernfact,andallhistoryanteriortothisfactbeing,forthespaceoffourthousandyears,filledwithviolatedright,andthesufferingofpeoples,eachepochofhistorybringswithitthatprotestofwhichitiscapable。UndertheCaesars,therewasnoinsurrection,buttherewasJuvenal。

  ThefacitindignatioreplacestheGracchi。

  UndertheCaesars,thereistheexiletoSyene;thereisalsothemanoftheAnnales。WedonotspeakoftheimmenseexileofPatmoswho,onhispartalso,overwhelmstherealworldwithaprotestinthenameoftheidealworld,whomakesofhisvisionanenormoussatireandcastsonRome—Nineveh,onRome—Babylon,onRome—Sodom,theflamingreflectionoftheApocalypse。Johnonhisrockisthesphinxonitspedestal;wemayunderstandhim,heisaJew,anditisHebrew;butthemanwhowritestheAnnalesisoftheLatinrace,letusrathersayheisaRoman。

  AstheNerosreigninablackway,theyshouldbepaintedtomatch。

  Theworkofthegraving—toolalonewouldbetoopale;theremustbepouredintothechannelaconcentratedprosewhichbites。

  Despotscountforsomethinginthequestionofphilosophers。

  Awordthatischainedisaterribleword。Thewriterdoublesandtrebleshisstylewhensilenceisimposedonanationbyitsmaster。

  Fromthissilencetherearisesacertainmysteriousplenitudewhichfiltersintothoughtandtherecongealsintobronze。

  Thecompressionofhistoryproducesconcisenessinthehistorian。

  Thegranitesolidityofsuchandsuchacelebratedproseisnothingbuttheaccumulationeffectedbythetyrant。

  Tyrannyconstrainsthewritertoconditionsofdiameterwhichareaugmentationsofforce。TheCiceronianperiod,whichhardlysufficedforVerres,wouldbebluntedonCaligula。Thelessspreadofsailinthephrase,themoreintensityintheblow。

  Tacitusthinkswithallhismight。

  Thehonestyofagreatheart,condensedinjusticeandtruth,overwhelmsaswithlightning。

  Beitremarked,inpassing,thatTacitusisnothistoricallysuperposeduponCaesar。TheTiberiiwerereservedforhim。

  CaesarandTacitusaretwosuccessivephenomena,ameetingbetweenwhomseemstobemysteriouslyavoided,bytheOnewho,whenHesetsthecenturiesonthestage,regulatestheentrancesandtheexits。

  Caesarisgreat,Tacitusisgreat;Godsparesthesetwogreatnessesbynotallowingthemtoclashwithoneanother。Theguardianofjustice,instrikingCaesar,mightstriketoohardandbeunjust。

  Goddoesnotwillit。ThegreatwarsofAfricaandSpain,thepiratesofSicilydestroyed,civilizationintroducedintoGaul,intoBritanny,intoGermany,——allthisglorycoverstheRubicon。

  Thereishereasortofdelicacyofthedivinejustice,hesitatingtoletlooseupontheillustrioususurpertheformidablehistorian,sparingCaesarTacitus,andaccordingextenuatingcircumstancestogenius。

  Certainly,despotismremainsdespotism,evenunderthedespotofgenius。Thereiscorruptionunderallillustrioustyrants,butthemoralpestisstillmorehideousunderinfamoustyrants。

  Insuchreigns,nothingveilstheshame;andthosewhomakeexamples,TacitusaswellasJuvenal,slapthisignominywhichcannotreply,intheface,moreusefullyinthepresenceofallhumanity。

  RomesmellsworseunderVitelliusthanunderSylla。UnderClaudiusandunderDomitian,thereisadeformityofbasenesscorrespondingtotherepulsivenessofthetyrant。Thevillainyofslavesisadirectproductofthedespot;amiasmaexhalesfromthesecoweringconscienceswhereinthemasterisreflected;publicpowersareunclean;

  heartsaresmall;consciencesaredull,soulsarelikevermin;

  thusitisunderCaracalla,thusitisunderCommodus,thusitisunderHeliogabalus,while,fromtheRomanSenate,underCaesar,therecomesnothingbuttheodorofthedungwhichispeculiartotheeyriesoftheeagles。

  Hencetheadvent,apparentlytardy,oftheTacitusesandtheJuvenals;

  itisinthehourforevidence,thatthedemonstratormakeshisappearance。

  ButJuvenalandTacitus,likeIsaiahinBiblicaltimes,likeDanteintheMiddleAges,isman;riotandinsurrectionarethemultitude,whichissometimesrightandsometimeswrong。

  Inthemajorityofcases,riotproceedsfromamaterialfact;

  insurrectionisalwaysamoralphenomenon。RiotisMasaniello;

  insurrection,Spartacus。Insurrectionbordersonmind,riotonthestomach;Gastergrowsirritated;butGaster,assuredly,isnotalwaysinthewrong。Inquestionsoffamine,riot,Buzancais,forexample,holdsatrue,pathetic,andjustpointofdeparture。

  Nevertheless,itremainsariot。Why?Itisbecause,rightatbottom,itwaswronginform。Shyalthoughintheright,violentalthoughstrong,itstruckatrandom;itwalkedlikeablindelephant;

  itleftbehinditthecorpsesofoldmen,ofwomen,andofchildren;

  itwishedthebloodofinoffensiveandinnocentpersonswithoutknowingwhy。Thenourishmentofthepeopleisagoodobject;

  tomassacrethemisabadmeans。

  Allarmedprotests,eventhemostlegitimate,eventhatofthe10thofAugust,eventhatofJuly14th,beginwiththesametroubles。

  Beforetherightgetssetfree,thereisfoamandtumult。

  Inthebeginning,theinsurrectionisariot,justasariverisatorrent。Ordinarilyitendsinthatocean:revolution。

  Sometimes,however,comingfromthoseloftymountainswhichdominatethemoralhorizon,justice,wisdom,reason,right,formedofthepuresnowoftheideal,afteralongfallfromrocktorock,afterhavingreflectedtheskyinitstransparencyandincreasedbyahundredaffluentsinthemajesticmienoftriumph,insurrectionissuddenlylostinsomequagmire,astheRhineisinaswamp。

  Allthisisofthepast,thefutureisanotherthing。

  Universalsuffragehasthisadmirableproperty,thatitdissolvesriotinitsinception,and,bygivingthevotetoinsurrection,itdeprivesitofitsarms。Thedisappearanceofwars,ofstreetwarsaswellasofwarsonthefrontiers,suchistheinevitableprogression。WhateverTo—daymaybe,To—morrowwillbepeace。

  However,insurrection,riot,andpointsofdifferencebetweentheformerandthelatter,——thebourgeois,properlyspeaking,knowsnothingofsuchshades。Inhismind,allissedition,rebellionpureandsimple,therevoltofthedogagainsthismaster,anattempttobitewhommustbepunishedbythechainandthekennel,barking,snapping,untilsuchdayastheheadofthedog,suddenlyenlarged,isoutlinedvaguelyinthegloomfacetofacewiththelion。

  Thenthebourgeoisshouts:\"Longlivethepeople!\"

  Thisexplanationgiven,whatdoesthemovementofJune,1832,signify,sofarashistoryisconcerned?Isitarevolt?Isitaninsurrection?

  Itmayhappentous,inplacingthisformidableeventonthestage,tosayrevoltnowandthen,butmerelytodistinguishsuperficialfacts,andalwayspreservingthedistinctionbetweenrevolt,theform,andinsurrection,thefoundation。

  Thismovementof1832had,initsrapidoutbreakandinitsmelancholyextinction,somuchgrandeur,thateventhosewhoseeinitonlyanuprising,neverrefertoitotherwisethanwithrespect。

  Forthem,itislikearelicof1830。Excitedimaginations,saythey,arenottobecalmedinaday。Arevolutioncannotbecutoffshort。

  Itmustneedsundergosomeundulationsbeforeitreturnstoastateofrest,likeamountainsinkingintotheplain。TherearenoAlpswithouttheirJura,norPyreneeswithouttheAsturias。

  ThispatheticcrisisofcontemporaryhistorywhichthememoryofParisianscalls\"theepochoftheriots,\"iscertainlyacharacteristichouramidthestormyhoursofthiscentury。

  Alastword,beforeweenterontherecital。

  Thefactswhichweareabouttorelatebelongtothatdramaticandlivingreality,whichthehistoriansometimesneglectsforlackoftimeandspace。There,nevertheless,weinsistuponit,islife,palpitation,humantremor。Pettydetails,aswethinkwehavealreadysaid,are,sotospeak,thefoliageofgreatevents,andarelostinthedistanceofhistory。Theepoch,surnamed\"oftheriots,\"aboundsindetailsofthisnature。

  Judicialinquirieshavenotrevealed,andperhapshavenotsoundedthedepths,foranotherreasonthanhistory。Weshallthereforebringtolight,amongtheknownandpublishedpeculiarities,thingswhichhavenotheretoforebeenknown,aboutfactsoverwhichhavepassedtheforgetfulnessofsome,andthedeathofothers。

  Themajorityoftheactorsinthesegiganticsceneshavedisappeared;

  beginningwiththeverynextdaytheyheldtheirpeace;butofwhatweshallrelate,weshallbeabletosay:\"Wehaveseenthis。\"

  Wealterafewnames,forhistoryrelatesanddoesnotinformagainst,butthedeedwhichweshallpaintwillbegenuine。Inaccordancewiththeconditionsofthebookwhichwearenowwriting,weshallshowonlyonesideandoneepisode,andcertainly,theleastknownatthat,ofthetwodays,the5thandthe6thofJune,1832,butweshalldoitinsuchwisethatthereadermaycatchaglimpse,beneaththegloomyveilwhichweareabouttolift,oftherealformofthisfrightfulpublicadventure。

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