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  Whereweretheyallthen?wasitreallytruethatallweredead?

  Afallintotheshadowshadcarriedoffallexcepthimself。

  Itallseemedtohimtohavedisappearedasthoughbehindthecurtainofatheatre。Therearecurtainslikethiswhichdropinlife。

  Godpassesontothefollowingact。

  Andhehimself——washeactuallythesameman?He,thepoorman,wasrich;he,theabandoned,hadafamily;he,thedespairing,wastomarryCosette。Itseemedtohimthathehadtraversedatomb,andthathehadenteredintoitblackandhademergedfromitwhite,andinthattombtheothershadremained。Atcertainmoments,allthesebeingsofthepast,returnedandpresent,formedacirclearoundhim,andovershadowedhim;thenhethoughtofCosette,andrecoveredhisserenity;butnothinglessthanthisfelicitycouldhavesufficedtoeffacethatcatastrophe。

  M。Faucheleventalmostoccupiedaplaceamongthesevanishedbeings。

  MariushesitatedtobelievethattheFaucheleventofthebarricadewasthesameasthisFaucheleventinfleshandblood,sittingsogravelybesideCosette。Thefirstwas,probably,oneofthosenightmaresoccasionedandbroughtbackbyhishoursofdelirium。

  However,thenaturesofbothmenwererigid,noquestionfromMariustoM。Faucheleventwaspossible。Suchanideahadnotevenoccurredtohim。Wehavealreadyindicatedthischaracteristicdetail。

  Twomenwhohaveasecretincommon,andwho,byasortoftacitagreement,exchangenotawordonthesubject,arelessrarethaniscommonlysupposed。

  Onceonly,didMariusmaketheattempt。HeintroducedintotheconversationtheRuedelaChanvrerie,and,turningtoM。Fauchelevent,hesaidtohim:

  \"Ofcourse,youareacquaintedwiththatstreet?\"

  \"Whatstreet?\"

  \"TheRuedelaChanvrerie。\"

  \"Ihavenoideaofthenameofthatstreet,\"repliedM。Fauchelevent,inthemostnaturalmannerintheworld。

  Theresponsewhichboreuponthenameofthestreetandnotuponthestreetitself,appearedtoMariustobemoreconclusivethanitreallywas。

  \"Decidedly,\"thoughthe,\"Ihavebeendreaming。Ihavebeensubjecttoahallucination。Itwassomeonewhoresembledhim。

  M。Faucheleventwasnotthere。\"’

  CHAPTERVIII

  TWOMENIMPOSSIBLETOFIND

  Marius’enchantment,greatasitwas,couldnoteffacefromhismindotherpre—occupations。

  Whiletheweddingwasinpreparation,andwhileawaitingthedatefixedupon,hecauseddifficultandscrupulousretrospectiveresearchestobemade。

  Heowedgratitudeinvariousquarters;

  heoweditonhisfather’saccount,heoweditonhisown。

  TherewasThenardier;therewastheunknownmanwhohadbroughthim,Marius,backtoM。Gillenormand。

  Mariusendeavoredtofindthesetwomen,notintendingtomarry,tobehappy,andtoforgetthem,andfearingthat,werethesedebtsofgratitudenotdischarged,theywouldleaveashadowonhislife,whichpromisedsobrightlyforthefuture。

  Itwasimpossibleforhimtoleaveallthesearrearsofsufferingbehindhim,andhewished,beforeenteringjoyouslyintothefuture,toobtainaquittancefromthepast。

  ThatThenardierwasavillaindetractednothingfromthefactthathehadsavedColonelPontmercy。ThenardierwasaruffianintheeyesofalltheworldexceptMarius。

  AndMarius,ignorantoftherealsceneinthebattlefieldofWaterloo,wasnotawareofthepeculiardetail,thathisfather,sofarasThenardierwasconcernedwasinthestrangepositionofbeingindebtedtothelatterforhislife,withoutbeingindebtedtohimforanygratitude。

  NoneofthevariousagentswhomMariusemployedsucceededindiscoveringanytraceofThenardier。Obliterationappearedtobecompleteinthatquarter。MadameThenardierhaddiedinprisonpendingthetrial。ThenardierandhisdaughterAzelma,theonlytworemainingofthatlamentablegroup,hadplungedbackintothegloom。

  Thegulfofthesocialunknownhadsilentlyclosedabovethosebeings。

  Onthesurfacetherewasnotvisiblesomuchasthatquiver,thattrembling,thoseobscureconcentriccircleswhichannouncethatsomethinghasfallenin,andthattheplummetmaybedropped。

  MadameThenardierbeingdead,Boulatruellebeingeliminatedfromthecase,Claquesoushavingdisappeared,theprincipalpersonsaccusedhavingescapedfromprison,thetrialconnectedwiththeambushintheGorbeauhousehadcometonothing。

  Thataffairhadremainedratherobscure。ThebenchofAssizeshadbeenobligedtocontentthemselveswithtwosubordinates。Panchaud,aliasPrintanier,aliasBigrenaille,andDemi—Liard,aliasDeux—Milliards,whohadbeeninconsistentlycondemned,afterahearingofbothsidesofthecase,totenyearsinthegalleys。Hardlaborforlifehadbeenthesentencepronouncedagainsttheescapedandcontumaciousaccomplices。

  Thenardier,theheadandleader,hadbeen,throughcontumacy,likewisecondemnedtodeath。

  ThissentencewastheonlyinformationremainingaboutThenardier,castinguponthatburiednameitssinisterlightlikeacandlebesideabier。

  Moreover,bythrustingThenardierbackintotheveryremotestdepths,throughafearofbeingre—captured,thissentenceaddedtothedensityoftheshadowswhichenvelopedthisman。

  Asfortheotherperson,asfortheunknownmanwhohadsavedMarius,theresearcheswereatfirsttosomeextentsuccessful,thencametoanabruptconclusion。TheysucceededinfindingthecarriagewhichhadbroughtMariustotheRuedesFilles—du—Calvaireontheeveningofthe6thofJune。

  Thecoachmandeclaredthat,onthe6thofJune,inobediencetothecommandsofapolice—agent,hehadstoodfromthreeo’clockintheafternoonuntilnightfallontheQuaidesChamps—Elysees,abovetheoutletoftheGrandSewer;that,towardsnineo’clockintheevening,thegratingofthesewer,whichabutsonthebankoftheriver,hadopened;thatamanhademergedtherefrom,bearingonhisshouldersanotherman,whoseemedtobedead;thattheagent,whowasonthewatchatthatpoint,hadarrestedthelivingmanandhadseizedthedeadman;that,attheorderofthepolice—agent,he,thecoachman,hadtaken\"allthosefolks\"intohiscarriage;

  thattheyhadfirstdriventotheRuedesFilles—du—Calvaire;

  thattheyhadtheredepositedthedeadman;thatthedeadmanwasMonsieurMarius,andthathe,thecoachman,recognizedhimperfectly,althoughhewasalive\"thistime\";thatafterwards,theyhadenteredthevehicleagain,thathehadwhippeduphishorses;

  afewpacesfromthegateoftheArchives,theyhadcalledtohimtohalt;thatthere,inthestreet,theyhadpaidhimandlefthim,andthatthepolice—agenthadledtheothermanaway;thatheknewnothingmore;thatthenighthadbeenverydark。

  Marius,aswehavesaid,recallednothing。Heonlyrememberedthathehadbeenseizedfrombehindbyanenergetichandatthemomentwhenhewasfallingbackwardsintothebarricade;

  then,everythingvanishedsofarashewasconcerned。

  HehadonlyregainedconsciousnessatM。Gillenormand’s。

  Hewaslostinconjectures。

  Hecouldnotdoubthisownidentity。Still,howhaditcometopassthat,havingfallenintheRuedelaChanvrerie,hehadbeenpickedupbythepolice—agentonthebanksoftheSeine,nearthePontdesInvalides?

  SomeonehadcarriedhimfromtheQuartierdesHallestotheChamps—Elysees。Andhow?Throughthesewer。Unheard—ofdevotion!

  Someone?Who?

  ThiswasthemanforwhomMariuswassearching。

  Ofthisman,whowashissavior,nothing;notatrace;notthefaintestindication。

  Marius,althoughforcedtopreservegreatreserve,inthatdirection,pushedhisinquiriesasfarastheprefectureofpolice。There,nomorethanelsewhere,didtheinformationobtainedleadtoanyenlightenment。

  Theprefectureknewlessaboutthematterthandidthehackney—coachman。Theyhadnoknowledgeofanyarresthavingbeenmadeonthe6thofJuneatthemouthoftheGrandSewer。

  Noreportofanyagenthadbeenreceivedthereuponthismatter,whichwasregardedattheprefectureasafable。Theinventionofthisfablewasattributedtothecoachman。

  Acoachmanwhowantsagratuityiscapableofanything,evenofimagination。Thefactwasassured,nevertheless,andMariuscouldnotdoubtit,unlesshedoubtedhisownidentity,aswehavejustsaid。

  Everythingaboutthissingularenigmawasinexplicable。

  Whathadbecomeofthatman,thatmysteriousman,whomthecoachmanhadseenemergefromthegratingoftheGrandSewerbearinguponhisbacktheunconsciousMarius,andwhomthepolice—agentonthewatchhadarrestedintheveryactofrescuinganinsurgent?

  Whathadbecomeoftheagenthimself?

  Whyhadthisagentpreservedsilence?Hadthemansucceededinmakinghisescape?Hadhebribedtheagent?WhydidthismangivenosignoflifetoMarius,whoowedeverythingtohim?

  Hisdisinterestednesswasnolesstremendousthanhisdevotion。

  Whyhadnotthatmanappearedagain?Perhapshewasabovecompensation,butnooneisabovegratitude。Washedead?Whowastheman?

  Whatsortofafacehadhe?Noonecouldtellhimthis。

  Thecoachmananswered:\"Thenightwasverydark。\"BasqueandNicolette,allinaflutter,hadlookedonlyattheiryoungmasterallcoveredwithblood。

  Theporter,whosecandlehadlightedthetragicarrivalofMarius,hadbeentheonlyonetotakenoteofthemaninquestion,andthisisthedescriptionthathegave:

  \"Thatmanwasterrible。\"

  Mariushadtheblood—stainedclothingwhichhehadwornwhenhehadbeenbroughtbacktohisgrandfatherpreserved,inthehopethatitwouldproveofserviceinhisresearches。

  Onexaminingthecoat,itwasfoundthatoneskirthadbeentorninasingularway。Apiecewasmissing。

  Oneevening,MariuswasspeakinginthepresenceofCosetteandJeanValjeanofthewholeofthatsingularadventure,oftheinnumerableinquirieswhichhehadmade,andofthefruitlessnessofhisefforts。

  Thecoldcountenanceof\"MonsieurFauchelevent\"angeredhim。

  Heexclaimed,withavivacitywhichhadsomethingofwrathinit:

  \"Yes,thatman,whoeverhemayhavebeen,wassublime。

  Doyouknowwhathedid,sir?Heintervenedlikeanarchangel。

  Hemusthaveflunghimselfintothemidstofthebattle,havestolenmeaway,haveopenedthesewer,havedraggedmeintoitandhavecarriedmethroughit!Hemusthavetraversedmorethanaleagueandahalfinthosefrightfulsubterraneangalleries,bentover,weigheddown,inthedark,inthecess—pool,——morethanaleagueandahalf,sir,withacorpseuponhisback!Andwithwhatobject?

  Withthesoleobjectofsavingthecorpse。AndthatcorpseIwas。

  Hesaidtohimself:`Theremaystillbeaglimpseoflifethere,perchance;Iwillriskmyownexistenceforthatmiserablespark!’

  Andhisexistenceheriskednotoncebuttwentytimes!Andeverystepwasadanger。Theproofofitis,thatonemergingfromthesewer,hewasarrested。Doyouknow,sir,thatthatmandidallthis?

  Andhehadnorecompensetoexpect。WhatwasI?Aninsurgent。

  WhatwasI?Oneoftheconquered。Oh!ifCosette’ssixhundredthousandfrancsweremine……\"

  \"Theyareyours,\"interruptedJeanValjean。

  \"Well,\"resumedMarius,\"Iwouldgivethemalltofindthatmanoncemore。\"

  JeanValjeanremainedsilent。

  BOOKSIXTH。——THESLEEPLESSNIGHT

  CHAPTERI

  THE16THOFFEBRUARY,1833

  Thenightofthe16thtothe17thofFebruary,1833,wasablessednight。

  Aboveitsshadowsheavenstoodopen。ItwastheweddingnightofMariusandCosette。

  Thedayhadbeenadorable。

  Ithadnotbeenthegrandfestivaldreamedbythegrandfather,afairyspectacle,withaconfusionofcherubimandCupidsovertheheadsofthebridalpair,amarriageworthytoformthesubjectofapaintingtobeplacedoveradoor;butithadbeensweetandsmiling。

  Themannerofmarriagein1833wasnotthesameasitisto—day。

  FrancehadnotyetborrowedfromEnglandthatsupremedelicacyofcarryingoffone’swife,offleeing,oncomingoutofchurch,ofhidingoneselfwithshamefromone’shappiness,andofcombiningthewaysofabankruptwiththedelightsoftheSongofSongs。

  Peoplehadnotyetgraspedtothefullthechastity,exquisiteness,anddecencyofjoltingtheirparadiseinaposting—chaise,ofbreakinguptheirmysterywithclic—clacs,oftakingforanuptialbedthebedofaninn,andofleavingbehindthem,inacommonplacechamber,atsomuchanight,themostsacredofthesouvenirsoflifemingledpell—mellwiththetete—a—teteoftheconductorofthediligenceandthemaid—servantoftheinn。

  Inthissecondhalfofthenineteenthcenturyinwhichwearenowliving,themayorandhisscarf,thepriestandhischasuble,thelawandGodnolongersuffice;theymustbeekedoutbythePostiliondeLonjumeau;

  abluewaistcoatturnedupwithred,andwithbellbuttons,aplaquelikeavantbrace,knee—breechesofgreenleather,oathstotheNormanhorseswiththeirtailsknottedup,falsegalloons,varnishedhat,longpowderedlocks,anenormouswhipandtallboots。

  FrancedoesnotyetcarryelegancetothelengthofdoingliketheEnglishnobility,andrainingdownonthepost—chaiseofthebridalpairahailstormofslipperstroddendownatheelandofworn—outshoes,inmemoryofChurchill,afterwardsMarlborough,orMalbrouck,whowasassailedonhiswedding—daybythewrathofanauntwhichbroughthimgoodluck。Oldshoesandslippersdonot,asyet,formapartofournuptialcelebrations;butpatience,asgoodtastecontinuestospread,weshallcometothat。

  In1833,ahundredyearsago,marriagewasnotconductedatafulltrot。

  Strangetosay,atthatepoch,peoplestillimaginedthataweddingwasaprivateandsocialfestival,thatapatriarchalbanquetdoesnotspoiladomesticsolemnity,thatgayety,eveninexcess,provideditbehonest,anddecent,doeshappinessnoharm,andthat,inshort,itisagoodandavenerablethingthatthefusionofthesetwodestinieswhenceafamilyisdestinedtospring,shouldbeginathome,andthatthehouseholdshouldthenceforthhaveitsnuptialchamberasitswitness。

  Andpeopleweresoimmodestastomarryintheirownhomes。

  Themarriagetookplace,therefore,inaccordancewiththisnowsuperannuatedfashion,atM。Gillenormand’shouse。

  Naturalandcommonplaceasthismatterofmarryingis,thebannstopublish,thepaperstobedrawnup,themayoralty,andthechurchproducesomecomplication。Theycouldnotgetreadybeforethe16thofFebruary。

  Now,wenotethisdetail,forthepuresatisfactionofbeingexact,itchancedthatthe16thfellonShroveTuesday。Hesitations,scruples,particularlyonthepartofAuntGillenormand。

  \"ShroveTuesday!\"exclaimedthegrandfather,\"somuchthebetter。

  Thereisaproverb:

  \"`MariageunMardigrasN’aurapointenfantsingrats。’[66]

  [66]\"AShrove—Tuesdaymarriagewillhavenoungratefulchildren。\"

  Letusproceed。Heregoesforthe16th!Doyouwanttodelay,Marius?\"

  \"No,certainlynot!\"repliedthelover。

  \"Letusmarry,then,\"criedthegrandfather。

  Accordingly,themarriagetookplaceonthe16th,notwithstandingthepublicmerrymaking。Itrainedthatday,butthereisalwaysintheskyatinyscrapofblueattheserviceofhappiness,whichloverssee,evenwhentherestofcreationisunderanumbrella。

  Ontheprecedingevening,JeanValjeanhandedtoMarius,inthepresenceofM。Gillenormand,thefivehundredandeighty—fourthousandfrancs。

  Asthemarriagewastakingplaceundertheregimeofcommunityofproperty,thepapershadbeensimple。

  Henceforth,ToussaintwasofnousetoJeanValjean;Cosetteinheritedherandpromotedhertotherankoflady’smaid。

  AsforJeanValjean,abeautifulchamberintheGillenormandhousehadbeenfurnishedexpresslyforhim,andCosettehadsaidtohiminsuchanirresistiblemanner:\"Father,Ientreatyou,\"

  thatshehadalmostpersuadedhimtopromisethathewouldcomeandoccupyit。

  Afewdaysbeforethatfixedonforthemarriage,anaccidenthappenedtoJeanValjean;hecrushedthethumbofhisrighthand。

  Thiswasnotaseriousmatter;andhehadnotallowedanyonetotroublehimselfaboutit,nortodressit,noreventoseehishurt,notevenCosette。Nevertheless,thishadforcedhimtoswathehishandinalinenbandage,andtocarryhisarminasling,andhadpreventedhissigning。M。Gillenormand,inhiscapacityofCosette’ssupervising—guardian,hadsuppliedhisplace。

  Wewillnotconductthereadereithertothemayor’sofficeortothechurch。Onedoesnotfollowapairofloverstothatextent,andoneisaccustomedtoturnone’sbackonthedramaassoonasitputsaweddingnosegayinitsbuttonhole。Wewillconfineourselvestonotinganincidentwhich,thoughunnoticedbytheweddingparty,markedthetransitfromtheRuedesFilles—du—CalvairetothechurchofSaint—Paul。

  Atthatepoch,thenorthernextremityoftheRueSaint—Louiswasinprocessofrepaving。Itwasbarredoff,beginningwiththeRueduPare—Royal。ItwasimpossiblefortheweddingcarriagestogodirectlytoSaint—Paul。Theywereobligedtoaltertheircourse,andthesimplestwaywastoturnthroughtheboulevard。OneoftheinvitedguestsobservedthatitwasShroveTuesday,andthattherewouldbeajamofvehicles。——\"Why?\"askedM。Gillenormand——\"Becauseofthemaskers。\"——

  \"Capital,\"saidthegrandfather,\"letusgothatway。Theseyoungfolksareonthewaytobemarried;theyareabouttoentertheseriouspartoflife。Thiswillpreparethemforseeingabitofthemasquerade。\"

  Theywentbywayoftheboulevard。ThefirstweddingcoachheldCosetteandAuntGillenormand,M。GillenormandandJeanValjean。

  Marius,stillseparatedfromhisbetrothedaccordingtousage,didnotcomeuntilthesecond。Thenuptialtrain,onemergingfromtheRuedesFilles—du—Calvaire,becameentangledinalongprocessionofvehicleswhichformedanendlesschainfromtheMadeleinetotheBastille,andfromtheBastilletotheMadeleine。

  Maskersaboundedontheboulevard。Inspiteofthefactthatitwasrainingatintervals,Merry—Andrew,PantaloonandClownpersisted。

  Inthegoodhumorofthatwinterof1833,ParishaddisguiseditselfasVenice。SuchShroveTuesdaysarenolongertobeseennow—a—days。EverythingwhichexistsbeingascatteredCarnival,thereisnolongeranyCarnival。

  Thesidewalkswereoverflowingwithpedestriansandthewindowswithcuriousspectators。Theterraceswhichcrowntheperistylesofthetheatreswereborderedwithspectators。Besidesthemaskers,theystaredatthatprocession——peculiartoShroveTuesdayastoLongchamps,——

  ofvehiclesofeverydescription,citadines,tapissieres,carioles,cabrioletsmarchinginorder,rigorouslyrivetedtoeachotherbythepoliceregulations,andlockedintorails,asitwere。

  Anyoneinthesevehiclesisatonceaspectatorandaspectacle。

  Police—sergeantsmaintained,onthesidesoftheboulevard,thesetwointerminableparallelfiles,movingincontrarydirections,andsawtoitthatnothinginterferedwiththatdoublecurrent,thosetwobrooksofcarriages,flowing,theonedownstream,theotherupstream,theonetowardstheChausseed’Antin,theothertowardstheFaubourgSaint—Antoine。ThecarriagesofthepeersofFranceandoftheAmbassadors,emblazonedwithcoatsofarms,heldthemiddleoftheway,goingandcomingfreely。Certainjoyousandmagnificenttrains,notablythatoftheBoeufGras,hadthesameprivilege。InthisgayetyofParis,Englandcrackedherwhip;

  LordSeymour’spost—chaise,harassedbyanicknamefromthepopulace,passedwithgreatnoise。

  Inthedoublefile,alongwhichthemunicipalguardsgallopedlikesheep—dogs,honestfamilycoaches,loadeddownwithgreat—auntsandgrandmothers,displayedattheirdoorsfreshgroupsofchildrenindisguise,Clownsofsevenyearsofage,Columbinesofsix,ravishinglittlecreatures,whofeltthattheyformedanofficialpartofthepublicmirth,whowereimbuedwiththedignityoftheirharlequinade,andwhopossessedthegravityoffunctionaries。

  Fromtimetotime,ahitcharosesomewhereintheprocessionofvehicles;oneorotherofthetwolateralfileshalteduntiltheknotwasdisentangled;onecarriagedelayedsufficedtoparalyzethewholeline。Thentheysetoutagainonthemarch。

  TheweddingcarriageswereinthefileproceedingtowardstheBastille,andskirtingtherightsideoftheBoulevard。AtthetopofthePont—aux—Choux,therewasastoppage。Nearlyatthesamemoment,theotherfile,whichwasproceedingtowardstheMadeleine,haltedalso。Atthatpointofthefiletherewasacarriage—loadofmaskers。

  Thesecarriages,ortospeakmorecorrectly,thesewagon—loadsofmaskersareveryfamiliartoParisians。IftheyweremissingonaShroveTuesday,orattheMid—Lent,itwouldbetakeninbadpart,andpeoplewouldsay:\"There’ssomethingbehindthat。Probablytheministryisabouttoundergoachange。\"ApileofCassandras,HarlequinsandColumbines,joltedalonghighabovethepassers—by,allpossiblegrotesquenesses,fromtheTurktothesavage,HerculessupportingMarquises,fishwiveswhowouldhavemadeRabelaisstopuphisearsjustastheMaenadsmadeAristophanesdrophiseyes,towwigs,pinktights,dandifiedhats,spectaclesofagrimacer,three—corneredhatsofJanottormentedwithabutterfly,shoutsdirectedatpedestrians,fistsonhips,boldattitudes,bareshoulders,immodestyunchained;achaosofshamelessnessdrivenbyacoachmancrownedwithflowers;thisiswhatthatinstitutionwaslike。

  GreecestoodinneedofthechariotofThespis,Francestandsinneedofthehackney—coachofVade。

  Everythingcanbeparodied,evenparody。TheSaturnalia,thatgrimaceofantiquebeauty,ends,throughexaggerationafterexaggeration,inShroveTuesday;andtheBacchanal,formerlycrownedwithspraysofvineleavesandgrapes,inundatedwithsunshine,displayinghermarblebreastinadivinesemi—nudity,havingatthepresentdaylosthershapeunderthesoakedragsoftheNorth,hasfinallycometobecalledtheJack—pudding。

  Thetraditionofcarriage—loadsofmaskersrunsbacktothemostancientdaysofthemonarchy。TheaccountsofLouisXI。

  allottothebailiffofthepalace\"twentysous,Tournois,forthreecoachesofmascaradesinthecross—roads。\"Inourday,thesenoisyheapsofcreaturesareaccustomedtohavethemselvesdriveninsomeancientcuckoocarriage,whoseimperialtheyloaddown,ortheyoverwhelmahiredlandau,withitstopthrownback,withtheirtumultuousgroups。Twentyofthemrideinacarriageintendedforsix。Theyclingtotheseats,totherumble,onthecheeksofthehood,ontheshafts。Theyevenbestridethecarriagelamps。Theystand,sit,lie,withtheirkneesdrawnupinaknot,andtheirlegshanging。Thewomensitonthemen’slaps。

  Faraway,abovethethrongofheads,theirwildpyramidisvisible。

  Thesecarriage—loadsformmountainsofmirthinthemidstoftherout。Colle,PanardandPironflowfromit,enrichedwithslang。

  Thiscarriagewhichhasbecomecolossalthroughitsfreight,hasanairofconquest。Uproarreignsinfront,tumultbehind。

  Peoplevociferate,shout,howl,theretheybreakforthandwrithewithenjoyment;gayetyroars;sarcasmflamesforth,jovialityisflauntedlikearedflag;twojadestheredragfarceblossomedforthintoanapotheosis;itisthetriumphalcaroflaughter。

  Alaughterthatistoocynicaltobefrank。Intruth,thislaughterissuspicious。Thislaughterhasamission。

  ItischargedwithprovingtheCarnivaltotheParisians。

  Thesefishwifevehicles,inwhichonefeelsoneknowsnotwhatshadows,setthephilosophertothinking。Thereisgovernmenttherein。

  Thereonelaysone’sfingeronamysteriousaffinitybetweenpublicmenandpublicwomen。

  Itcertainlyissadthatturpitudeheapedupshouldgiveasumtotalofgayety,thatbypilingignominyuponopprobriumthepeopleshouldbeenticed,thatthesystemofspying,andservingascaryatidstoprostitutionshouldamusetherabblewhenitconfrontsthem,thatthecrowdlovestobeholdthatmonstrouslivingpileoftinselrags,halfdung,halflight,rollbyonfourwheelshowlingandlaughing,thattheyshouldclaptheirhandsatthisglorycomposedofallshames,thattherewouldbenofestivalforthepopulace,didnotthepolicepromenadeintheirmidstthesesortsoftwenty—headedhydrasofjoy。

  Butwhatcanbedoneaboutit?Thesebe—ribbonedandbe—floweredtumbrilsofmireareinsultedandpardonedbythelaughterofthepublic。

  Thelaughterofallistheaccompliceofuniversaldegradation。

  Certainunhealthyfestivalsdisaggregatethepeopleandconvertthemintothepopulace。Andpopulaces,liketyrants,requirebuffoons。

  TheKinghasRoquelaure,thepopulacehastheMerry—Andrew。Parisisagreat,madcityoneveryoccasionthatitisagreatsublimecity。

  TheretheCarnivalformspartofpolitics。Paris,——letusconfessit——willinglyallowsinfamytofurnishitwithcomedy。

  Sheonlydemandsofhermasters——whenshehasmasters——onething:

  \"Paintmethemud。\"Romewasofthesamemind。ShelovedNero。

  Nerowasatitaniclighterman。

  Chanceordained,aswehavejustsaid,thatoneoftheseshapelessclustersofmaskedmenandwomen,draggedaboutonavastcalash,shouldhaltontheleftoftheboulevard,whiletheweddingtrainhaltedontheright。Thecarriage—loadofmaskscaughtsightoftheweddingcarriagecontainingthebridalpartyoppositethemontheothersideoftheboulevard。

  \"Hullo!\"saidamasker,\"here’sawedding。\"

  \"Ashamwedding,\"retortedanother。\"Wearethegenuinearticle。\"

  And,beingtoofarofftoaccosttheweddingparty,andfearingalso,therebukeofthepolice,thetwomaskersturnedtheireyeselsewhere。

  Attheendofanotherminute,thecarriage—loadofmaskershadtheirhandsfull,themultitudesettoyelling,whichisthecrowd’scaresstomasquerades;andthetwomaskerswhohadjustspokenhadtofacethethrongwiththeircomrades,anddidnotfindtheentirerepertoryofprojectilesofthefishmarketstooextensivetoretorttotheenormousverbalattacksofthepopulace。Afrightfulexchangeofmetaphorstookplacebetweenthemaskersandthecrowd。

  Inthemeanwhile,twoothermaskersinthesamecarriage,aSpaniardwithanenormousnose,anelderlyair,andhugeblackmoustache,andagauntfishwife,whowasquiteayounggirl,maskedwithaloup,[67]hadalsonoticedthewedding,andwhiletheircompanionsandthepassers—bywereexchanginginsults,theyhadheldadialogueinalowvoice。

  [67]Ashortmask。

  Theirasidewascoveredbythetumultandwaslostinit。

  Thegustsofrainhaddrenchedthefrontofthevehicle,whichwaswideopen;thebreezesofFebruaryarenotwarm;asthefishwife,cladinalow—neckedgown,repliedtotheSpaniard,sheshivered,laughedandcoughed。

  Hereistheirdialogue:

  \"Say,now。\"

  \"What,daddy?\"

  \"Doyouseethatoldcove?\"

  \"Whatoldcove?\"

  \"Yonder,inthefirstwedding—cart,onourside。\"

  \"Theonewithhisarmhungupinablackcravat?\"

  \"Yes。\"

  \"Well?\"

  \"I’msurethatIknowhim。\"

  \"Ah!\"

  \"I’mwillingthattheyshouldcutmythroat,andI’mreadytoswearthatIneversaideitheryou,thou,orI,inmylife,ifIdon’tknowthatParisian。\"[pantinois。]

  \"ParisinPantinto—day。\"

  \"Canyouseethebrideifyoustoopdown?\"

  \"No。\"

  \"Andthebridegroom?\"

  \"There’snobridegroominthattrap。\"

  \"Bah!\"

  \"Unlessit’stheoldfellow。\"

  \"Trytogetasightofthebridebystoopingverylow。\"

  \"Ican’t。\"

  \"Nevermind,thatoldcovewhohassomethingthematterwithhispawIknow,andthatI’mpositive。\"

  \"Andwhatgooddoesitdotoknowhim?\"

  \"Noonecantell。Sometimesitdoes!\"

  \"Idon’tcareahangforoldfellows,thatIdon’t!\"

  \"Iknowhim。\"

  \"Knowhim,ifyouwantto。\"

  \"Howthedevildoeshecometobeoneoftheweddingparty?\"

  \"Weareinit,too。\"

  \"Wheredoesthatweddingcomefrom?\"

  \"HowshouldIknow?\"

  \"Listen。\"

  \"Well,what?\"

  \"There’sonethingyououghttodo。\"

  \"What’sthat?\"

  \"Getoffofourtrapandspinthatwedding。\"

  \"Whatfor?\"

  \"Tofindoutwhereitgoes,andwhatitis。Hurryupandjumpdown,trot,mygirl,yourlegsareyoung。\"

  \"Ican’tquitthevehicle。\"

  \"Whynot?\"

  \"I’mhired。\"

  \"Ah,thedevil!\"

  \"Iowemyfishwifedaytotheprefecture。\"

  \"That’strue。\"

  \"IfIleavethecart,thefirstinspectorwhogetshiseyeonmewillarrestme。Youknowthatwellenough。\"

  \"Yes,Ido。\"

  \"I’mboughtbythegovernmentforto—day。\"

  \"Allthesame,thatoldfellowbothersme。\"

  \"Dotheoldfellowsbotheryou?Butyou’renotayounggirl。\"

  \"He’sinthefirstcarriage。\"

  \"Well?\"

  \"Inthebride’strap。\"

  \"Whatthen?\"

  \"Soheisthefather。\"

  \"Whatconcernisthatofmine?\"

  \"Itellyouthathe’sthefather。\"

  \"Asifheweretheonlyfather。\"

  \"Listen。\"

  \"What?\"

  \"Ican’tgooutotherwisethanmasked。HereI’mconcealed,nooneknowsthatI’mhere。Butto—morrow,therewillbenomoremaskers。

  It’sAshWednesday。Iruntheriskofbeingnabbed。Imustsneakbackintomyhole。Butyouarefree。\"

  \"Notparticularly。\"

  \"MorethanIam,atanyrate。\"

  \"Well,whatofthat?\"

  \"Youmusttrytofindoutwherethatwedding—partywentto。\"

  \"Whereitwent?\"

  \"Yes。\"

  \"Iknow。\"

  \"Whereisitgoingthen?\"

  \"TotheCadran—Bleu。\"

  \"Inthefirstplace,it’snotinthatdirection。\"

  \"Well!tolaRapee。\"

  \"Orelsewhere。\"

  \"It’sfree。Wedding—partiesareatliberty。\"

  \"That’snotthepointatall。Itellyouthatyoumusttrytolearnformewhatthatweddingis,whothatoldcovebelongsto,andwherethatweddingpairlives。\"

  \"Ilikethat!thatwouldbequeer。It’ssoeasytofindoutawedding—partythatpassedthroughthestreetonaShroveTuesday,aweekafterwards。Apininahay—mow!Itain’tpossible!\"

  \"Thatdon’tmatter。Youmusttry。Youunderstandme,Azelma。\"

  Thetwofilesresumedtheirmovementonbothsidesoftheboulevard,inoppositedirections,andthecarriageofthemaskerslostsightofthe\"trap\"ofthebride。

  CHAPTERII

  JEANVALJEANSTILLWEARSHISARMINASLING

  Torealizeone’sdream。Towhomisthisaccorded?Theremustbeelectionsforthisinheaven;weareallcandidates,unknowntoourselves;theangelsvote。CosetteandMariushadbeenelected。

  Cosette,bothatthemayor’sofficeandatchurch,wasdazzlingandtouching。Toussaint,assistedbyNicolette,haddressedher。

  Cosetteworeoverapetticoatofwhitetaffeta,herrobeofBincheguipure,aveilofEnglishpoint,anecklaceoffinepearls,awreathoforangeflowers;allthiswaswhite,and,fromthemidstofthatwhitenessshebeamedforth。Itwasanexquisitecandorexpandingandbecomingtransfiguredinthelight。Onewouldhavepronouncedheravirginonthepointofturningintoagoddess。

  Marius’handsomehairwaslustrousandperfumed;hereandthere,beneaththethickcurls,palelines——thescarsofthebarricade——

  werevisible。

  Thegrandfather,haughty,withheadheldhigh,amalgamatingmorethaneverinhistoiletandhismannersalltheelegancesoftheepochofBarras,escortedCosette。HetooktheplaceofJeanValjean,who,onaccountofhisarmbeingstillinasling,couldnotgivehishandtothebride。

  JeanValjean,dressedinblack,followedthemwithasmile。

  \"MonsieurFauchelevent,\"saidthegrandfathertohim,\"thisisafineday。Ivotefortheendofafflictionsandsorrows。

  Henceforth,theremustbenosadnessanywhere。Pardieu,Idecreejoy!

  Evilhasnorighttoexist。Thatthereshouldbeanyunhappymenis,insooth,adisgracetotheazureofthesky。Evildoesnotcomefromman,whoisgoodatbottom。Allhumanmiserieshavefortheircapitalandcentralgovernmenthell,otherwise,knownastheDevil’sTuileries。Good,hereIamutteringdemagogicalwords!

  AsfarasIamconcerned,Ihavenolongeranypoliticalopinions;

  letallmeberich,thatistosay,mirthful,andIconfinemyselftothat。\"

  When,attheconclusionofalltheceremonies,afterhavingpronouncedbeforethemayorandbeforethepriestallpossible\"yesses,\"afterhavingsignedtheregistersatthemunicipalityandatthesacristy,afterhavingexchangedtheirrings,afterhavingkneltsidebysideunderthepallofwhitemoireinthesmokeofthecenser,theyarrived,handinhand,admiredandenviedbyall,Mariusinblack,sheinwhite,precededbythesuisse,withtheepauletsofacolonel,tappingthepavementwithhishalberd,betweentworowsofastonishedspectators,attheportalsofthechurch,bothleavesofwhichwerethrownwideopen,readytoentertheircarriageagain,andallbeingfinished,Cosettestillcouldnotbelievethatitwasreal。ShelookedatMarius,shelookedatthecrowd,shelookedatthesky:itseemedasthoughshefearedthatsheshouldwakeupfromherdream。Heramazedanduneasyairaddedsomethingindescribablyenchantingtoherbeauty。

  Theyenteredthesamecarriagetoreturnhome,MariusbesideCosette;

  M。GillenormandandJeanValjeansatoppositethem;AuntGillenormandhadwithdrawnonedegree,andwasinthesecondvehicle。

  \"Mychildren,\"saidthegrandfather,\"hereyouare,MonsieurleBaronandMadamelaBaronne,withanincomeofthirtythousandlivres。\"

  AndCosette,nestlingclosetoMarius,caressedhisearwithanangelicwhisper:\"Soitistrue。MynameisMarius。IamMadameThou。\"

  Thesetwocreatureswereresplendent。Theyhadreachedthatirrevocableandirrecoverablemoment,atthedazzlingintersectionofallyouthandalljoy。TheyrealizedtheversesofJeanProuvaire;

  theywerefortyyearsoldtakentogether。Itwasmarriagesublimated;

  thesetwochildrenweretwolilies。Theydidnotseeeachother,theydidnotcontemplateeachother。CosetteperceivedMariusinthemidstofaglory;MariusperceivedCosetteonanaltar。

  Andonthataltar,andinthatglory,thetwoapotheosesmingling,inthebackground,oneknowsnothow,behindacloudforCosette,inaflashforMarius,therewastheidealthing,therealthing,themeetingofthekissandthedream,thenuptialpillow。

  Allthetormentsthroughwhichtheyhadpassedcamebacktotheminintoxication。Itseemedtothemthattheirsorrows,theirsleeplessnights,theirtears,theiranguish,theirterrors,theirdespair,convertedintocaressesandraysoflight,renderedstillmorecharmingthecharminghourwhichwasapproaching;andthattheirgriefswerebutsomanyhandmaidenswhowerepreparingthetoiletofjoy。

  Howgooditistohavesuffered!Theirunhappinessformedahaloroundtheirhappiness。Thelongagonyoftheirlovewasterminatinginanascension。

  Itwasthesameenchantmentintwosouls,tingedwithvoluptuousnessinMarius,andwithmodestyinCosette。Theysaidtoeachotherinlowtones:\"WewillgobacktotakealookatourlittlegardenintheRuePlumet。\"ThefoldsofCosette’sgownlayacrossMarius。

  Suchadayisanineffablemixtureofdreamandofreality。

  Onepossessesandonesupposes。Onestillhastimebeforeonetodivine。

  Theemotiononthatday,ofbeingatmid—dayandofdreamingofmidnightisindescribable。Thedelightsofthesetwoheartsoverfloweduponthecrowd,andinspiredthepassers—bywithcheerfulness。

  PeoplehaltedintheRueSaint—Antoine,infrontofSaint—Paul,togazethroughthewindowsofthecarriageattheorange—flowersquiveringonCosette’shead。

  ThentheyreturnedhometotheRuedesFilles—du—Calvaire。Marius,triumphantandradiant,mountedsidebysidewithCosettethestaircaseupwhichhehadbeenborneinadyingcondition。Thepoor,whohadtroopedtothedoor,andwhosharedtheirpurses,blessedthem。

  Therewereflowerseverywhere。Thehousewasnolessfragrantthanthechurch;aftertheincense,roses。Theythoughttheyheardvoicescarollingintheinfinite;theyhadGodintheirhearts;

  destinyappearedtothemlikeaceilingofstars;abovetheirheadstheybeheldthelightofarisingsun。Allatonce,theclockstruck。

  MariusglancedatCosette’scharmingbarearm,andattherosythingswhichwerevaguelyvisiblethroughthelaceofherbodice,andCosette,interceptingMarius’glance,blushedtoherveryhair。

  QuiteanumberofoldfamilyfriendsoftheGillenormandfamilyhadbeeninvited;theypressedaboutCosette。EachoneviedwiththerestinsalutingherasMadamelaBaronne。

  Theofficer,TheoduleGillenormand,nowacaptain,hadcomefromChartres,wherehewasstationedingarrison,tobepresentattheweddingofhiscousinPontmercy。Cosettedidnotrecognizehim。

  He,onhisside,habituatedashewastohavewomenconsiderhimhandsome,retainednomorerecollectionofCosettethanofanyotherwoman。

  \"HowrightIwasnottobelieveinthatstoryaboutthelancer!\"

  saidFatherGillenormand,tohimself。

  CosettehadneverbeenmoretenderwithJeanValjean。

  ShewasinunisonwithFatherGillenormand;whileheerectedjoyintoaphorismsandmaxims,sheexhaledgoodnesslikeaperfume。

  Happinessdesiresthatalltheworldshouldbehappy。

  Sheregained,forthepurposeofaddressingJeanValjean,inflectionsofvoicebelongingtothetimewhenshewasalittlegirl。

  Shecaressedhimwithhersmile。

  Abanquethadbeenspreadinthedining—room。

  Illuminationasbrilliantasthedaylightisthenecessaryseasoningofagreatjoy。Mistandobscurityarenotacceptedbythehappy。

  Theydonotconsenttobeblack。Thenight,yes;theshadows,no。

  Ifthereisnosun,onemustbemade。

  Thedining—roomwasfullofgaythings。Inthecentre,abovethewhiteandglitteringtable,wasaVenetianlustrewithflatplates,withallsortsofcoloredbirds,blue,violet,red,andgreen,perchedamidthecandles;aroundthechandelier,girandoles,onthewalls,sconceswithtripleandquintuplebranches;mirrors,silverware,glassware,plate,porcelain,faience,pottery,goldandsilversmith’swork,allwassparklingandgay。Theemptyspacesbetweenthecandelabrawerefilledinwithbouquets,sothatwheretherewasnotalight,therewasaflower。

  Intheantechamber,threeviolinsandaflutesoftlyplayedquartettesbyHaydn。

  JeanValjeanhadseatedhimselfonachairinthedrawing—room,behindthedoor,theleafofwhichfoldedbackuponhiminsuchamannerastonearlyconcealhim。Afewmomentsbeforetheysatdowntotable,Cosettecame,asthoughinspiredbyasuddenwhim,andmadehimadeepcourtesy,spreadingoutherbridaltoiletwithbothhands,andwithatenderlyroguishglance,sheaskedhim:

  \"Father,areyousatisfied?\"

  \"Yes,\"saidJeanValjean,\"Iamcontent!\"

  \"Well,then,laugh。\"

  JeanValjeanbegantolaugh。

  Afewmomentslater,Basqueannouncedthatdinnerwasserved。

  Theguests,precededbyM。GillenormandwithCosetteonhisarm,enteredthedining—room,andarrangedthemselvesintheproperorderaroundthetable。

  Twolargearm—chairsfiguredontherightandleftofthebride,thefirstforM。Gillenormand,theotherforJeanValjean。

  M。Gillenormandtookhisseat。Theotherarm—chairremainedempty。

  TheylookedaboutforM。Fauchelevent。

  Hewasnolongerthere。

  M。GillenormandquestionedBasque。

  \"DoyouknowwhereM。Faucheleventis?\"

  \"Sir,\"repliedBasque,\"Ido,precisely。M。Faucheleventtoldmetosaytoyou,sir,thathewassuffering,hisinjuredhandwaspaininghimsomewhat,andthathecouldnotdinewithMonsieurleBaronandMadamelaBaronne。Thathebeggedtobeexcused,thathewouldcometo—morrow。Hehasjusttakenhisdeparture。\"

  Thatemptyarm—chairchilledtheeffusionoftheweddingfeastforamoment。But,ifM。Faucheleventwasabsent,M。Gillenormandwaspresent,andthegrandfatherbeamedfortwo。

  HeaffirmedthatM。Faucheleventhaddonewelltoretireearly,ifheweresuffering,butthatitwasonlyaslightailment。

  Thisdeclarationsufficed。Moreover,whatisanobscurecornerinsuchasubmersionofjoy?CosetteandMariuswerepassingthroughoneofthoseegotisticalandblessedmomentswhennootherfacultyislefttoapersonthanthatofreceivinghappiness。

  Andthen,anideaoccurredtoM。Gillenormand。——\"Pardieu,thisarmchairisempty。Comehither,Marius。Yourauntwillpermitit,althoughshehasarighttoyou。Thisarmchairisforyou。

  Thatislegalanddelightful。FortunatusbesideFortunata。\"——

  Applausefromthewholetable。MariustookJeanValjean’splacebesideCosette,andthingsfelloutsothatCosette,whohad,atfirst,beensaddenedbyJeanValjean’sabsence,endedbybeingsatisfiedwithit。FromthemomentwhenMariustookhisplace,andwasthesubstitute,CosettewouldnothaveregrettedGodhimself。

  Shesethersweetlittlefoot,shodinwhitesatin,onMarius’foot。

  Thearm—chairbeingoccupied,M。Faucheleventwasobliterated;

  andnothingwaslacking。

  And,fiveminutesafterward,thewholetablefromoneendtotheother,waslaughingwithalltheanimationofforgetfulness。

  Atdessert,M。Gillenormand,risingtohisfeet,withaglassofchampagneinhishand——onlyhalffullsothatthepalsyofhiseightyyearsmightnotcauseanoverflow,——proposedthehealthofthemarriedpair。

  \"Youshallnotescapetwosermons,\"heexclaimed。\"Thismorningyouhadonefromthecure,thiseveningyoushallhaveonefromyourgrandfather。Listentome;Iwillgiveyouabitofadvice:

  Adoreeachother。Idonotmakeapackofgyrations,Igostraighttothemark,behappy。Inallcreation,onlytheturtle—dovesarewise。

  Philosopherssay:`Moderateyourjoys。’Isay:`Givereintoyourjoys。’Beasmuchsmittenwitheachotherasfiends。

  Beinarageaboutit。Thephilosopherstalkstuffandnonsense。

  Ishouldliketostufftheirphilosophydowntheirgulletsagain。

  Cantherebetoomanyperfumes,toomanyopenrose—buds,toomanynightingalessinging,toomanygreenleaves,toomuchaurorainlife?canpeopleloveeachothertoomuch?canpeoplepleaseeachothertoomuch?Takecare,Estelle,thouarttoopretty!

  Haveacare,Nemorin,thouarttoohandsome!Finestupidity,insooth!

  Canpeopleenchanteachothertoomuch,cajoleeachothertoomuch,charmeachothertoomuch?Canonebetoomuchalive,toohappy?

  Moderateyourjoys。Ah,indeed!Downwiththephilosophers!

  Wisdomconsistsinjubilation。Makemerry,letusmakemerry。

  Arewehappybecausewearegood,orarewegoodbecausewearehappy?

  IstheSancydiamondcalledtheSancybecauseitbelongedtoHarleydeSancy,orbecauseitweighssixhundredcarats?

  Iknownothingaboutit,lifeisfullofsuchproblems;theimportantpointistopossesstheSancyandhappiness。Letusbehappywithoutquibblingandquirking。Letusobeythesunblindly。

  Whatisthesun?Itislove。Hewhosayslove,sayswoman。

  Ah!ah!beholdomnipotence——women。AskthatdemagogueofaMariusifheisnottheslaveofthatlittletyrantofaCosette。Andofhisownfreewill,too,thecoward!Woman!ThereisnoRobespierrewhokeepshisplacebutwomanreigns。IamnolongerRoyalistexcepttowardsthatroyalty。WhatisAdam?ThekingdomofEve。

  No’89forEve。Therehasbeentheroyalsceptresurmountedbyafleur—de—lys,therehasbeentheimperialsceptresurmountedbyaglobe,therehasbeenthesceptreofCharlemagne,whichwasofiron,therehasbeenthesceptreofLouistheGreat,whichwasofgold,——

  therevolutiontwistedthembetweenitsthumbandforefinger,ha’pennystraws;itisdonewith,itisbroken,itliesontheearth,thereisnolongeranysceptre,butmakemearevolutionagainstthatlittleembroideredhandkerchief,whichsmellsofpatchouli!

  Ishouldliketoseeyoudoit。Try。Whyisitsosolid?Becauseitisagewgaw。Ah!youarethenineteenthcentury?Well,whatthen?

  Andwehavebeenasfoolishasyou。Donotimaginethatyouhaveeffectedmuchchangeintheuniverse,becauseyourtrip—gallantiscalledthecholera—morbus,andbecauseyourpourreeiscalledthecachuca。

  Infact,thewomenmustalwaysbeloved。Idefyyoutoescapefromthat。

  Thesefriendsareourangels。Yes,love,woman,thekissformsacirclefromwhichIdefyyoutoescape;and,formyownpart,Ishouldbeonlytoohappytore—enterit。WhichofyouhasseentheplanetVenus,thecoquetteoftheabyss,theCelimeneoftheocean,riseintheinfinite,calmingallherebelow?

  TheoceanisaroughAlcestis。Well,grumbleashewill,whenVenusappearsheisforcedtosmile。Thatbrutebeastsubmits。Weareallmadeso。Wrath,tempest,clapsofthunder,foamtotheveryceiling。

  Awomanentersonthescene,aplanetrises;flatonyourface!

  Mariuswasfightingsixmonthsago;to—dayheismarried。

  Thatiswell。Yes,Marius,yes,Cosette,youareintheright。

  Existboldlyforeachother,makeusburstwithragethatwecannotdothesame,idealizeeachother,catchinyourbeaksallthetinybladesoffelicitythatexistonearth,andarrangeyourselvesanestforlife。Pardi,tolove,tobeloved,whatafinemiraclewhenoneisyoung!Don’timaginethatyouhaveinventedthat。I,too,havehadmydream,I,too,havemeditated,I,too,havesighed;I,too,havehadamoonlightsoul。Loveisachildsixthousandyearsold。

  Lovehastherighttoalongwhitebeard。MethusalemisastreetarabbesideCupid。Forsixtycenturiesmenandwomenhavegotoutoftheirscrapebyloving。Thedevil,whoiscunning,tooktohatingman;man,whoisstillmorecunning,tooktolovingwoman。

  Inthiswayhedoesmoregoodthanthedevildoeshimharm。

  Thiscraftwasdiscoveredinthedaysoftheterrestrialparadise。

  Theinventionisold,myfriends,butitisperfectlynew。Profitbyit。

  BeDaphnisandChloe,whilewaitingtobecomePhilemonandBaucis。

  Managesothat,whenyouarewitheachother,nothingshallbelackingtoyou,andthatCosettemaybethesunforMarius,andthatMariusmaybetheuniversetoCosette。Cosette,letyourfineweatherbethesmileofyourhusband;Marius,letyourrainbeyourwife’stears。Andletitneverraininyourhousehold。

  Youhavefilchedthewinningnumberinthelottery;youhavegainedthegreatprize,guarditwell,keepitunderlockandkey,donotsquanderit,adoreeachotherandsnapyourfingersatalltherest。BelievewhatIsaytoyou。Itisgoodsense。

  Andgoodsensecannotlie。Beareligiontoeachother。

  EachmanhashisownfashionofadoringGod。Saperlotte!thebestwaytoadoreGodistoloveone’swife。Ilovethee!that’smycatechism。Hewholovesisorthodox。TheoathofHenriIV。

  placessanctitysomewherebetweenfeastinganddrunkenness。

  Ventre—saint—gris!Idon’tbelongtothereligionofthatoath。

  Womanisforgotteninit。ThisastonishesmeonthepartofHenriIV。Myfriends,longlivewomen!Iamold,theysay;

  it’sastonishinghowmuchIfeelinthemoodtobeyoung。Ishouldliketogoandlistentothebagpipesinthewoods。Childrenwhocontrivetobebeautifulandcontented,——thatintoxicatesme。

  Iwouldlikegreatlytogetmarried,ifanyonewouldhaveme。

  ItisimpossibletoimaginethatGodcouldhavemadeusforanythingbutthis:toidolize,tocoo,topreenourselves,tobedove—like,tobedainty,tobillandcooourlovesfrommorntonight,togazeatone’simageinone’slittlewife,tobeproud,tobetriumphant,toplumeoneself;thatistheaimoflife。There,letnotthatdispleaseyouwhichweusedtothinkinourday,whenwewereyoungfolks。

  Ah!vertu—bamboche!whatcharmingwomentherewereinthosedays,andwhatprettylittlefacesandwhatlovelylasses!Icommittedmyravagesamongthem。Thenloveeachother。Ifpeopledidnotloveeachother,Ireallydonotseewhatusetherewouldbeinhavinganyspringtime;andformyownpart,IshouldpraythegoodGodtoshutupallthebeautifulthingsthatheshowsus,andtotakeawayfromusandputbackinhisbox,theflowers,thebirds,andtheprettymaidens。Mychildren,receiveanoldman’sblessing。

  Theeveningwasgay,livelyandagreeable。Thegrandfather’ssovereigngoodhumorgavethekey—notetothewholefeast,andeachpersonregulatedhisconductonthatalmostcentenariancordiality。

  Theydancedalittle,theylaughedagreatdeal;itwasanamiablewedding。GoodmanDaysofYoremighthavebeeninvitedtoit。However,hewaspresentinthepersonofFatherGillenormand。

  Therewasatumult,thensilence。

  Themarriedpairdisappeared。

  Alittleaftermidnight,theGillenormandhousebecameatemple。

  Herewepause。Onthethresholdofweddingnightsstandsasmilingangelwithhisfingeronhislips。

  Thesoulentersintocontemplationbeforethatsanctuarywherethecelebrationoflovetakesplace。

  Thereshouldbeflashesoflightathwartsuchhouses。Thejoywhichtheycontainoughttomakeitsescapethroughthestonesofthewallsinbrilliancy,andvaguelyilluminatethegloom。

  Itisimpossiblethatthissacredandfatalfestivalshouldnotgiveoffacelestialradiancetotheinfinite。Loveisthesublimecruciblewhereinthefusionofthemanandthewomantakesplace;

  thebeingone,thebeingtriple,thebeingfinal,thehumantrinityproceedsfromit。Thisbirthoftwosoulsintoone,oughttobeanemotionforthegloom。Theloveristhepriest;theravishedvirginisterrified。SomethingofthatjoyascendstoGod。

  Wheretruemarriageis,thatistosay,wherethereislove,theidealentersin。Anuptialbedmakesanookofdawnamidtheshadows。

  Ifitweregiventotheeyeofthefleshtoscantheformidableandcharmingvisionsoftheupperlife,itisprobablethatweshouldbeholdtheformsofnight,thewingedunknowns,thebluepassersoftheinvisible,benddown,athrongofsombreheads,aroundtheluminoushouse,satisfied,showeringbenedictions,pointingouttoeachotherthevirginwifegentlyalarmed,sweetlyterrified,andbearingthereflectionofhumanblissupontheirdivinecountenances。Ifatthatsupremehour,theweddedpair,dazzledwithvoluptuousnessandbelievingthemselvesalone,weretolisten,theywouldhearintheirchamberaconfusedrustlingofwings。Perfecthappinessimpliesamutualunderstandingwiththeangels。Thatdarklittlechamberhasallheavenforitsceiling。

  Whentwomouths,renderedsacredbylove,approachtocreate,itisimpossiblethatthereshouldnotbe,abovethatineffablekiss,aquiveringthroughouttheimmensemysteryofstars。

  Thesefelicitiesarethetrueones。Thereisnojoyoutsideofthesejoys。Loveistheonlyecstasy。Alltherestweeps。

  Tolove,ortohaveloved,——thissuffices。Demandnothingmore。

  Thereisnootherpearltobefoundintheshadowyfoldsoflife。

  Toloveisafulfilment。

  CHAPTERIII

  THEINSEPARABLE

  WhathadbecomeofJeanValjean?

  Immediatelyafterhavinglaughed,atCosette’sgracefulcommand,whennoonewaspayinganyheedtohim,JeanValjeanhadrisenandhadgainedtheantechamberunperceived。Thiswastheveryroomwhich,eightmonthsbefore,hehadenteredblackwithmud,withbloodandpowder,bringingbackthegrandsontothegrandfather。

  Theoldwainscotingwasgarlandedwithfoliageandflowers;

  themusicianswereseatedonthesofaonwhichtheyhadlaidMariusdown。Basque,inablackcoat,knee—breeches,whitestockingsandwhitegloves,wasarrangingrosesroundallofthedishesthatweretobeserved。JeanValjeanpointedtohisarminitssling,chargedBasquetoexplainhisabsence,andwentaway。

  Thelongwindowsofthedining—roomopenedonthestreet。

  JeanValjeanstoodforseveralminutes,erectandmotionlessinthedarkness,beneaththoseradiantwindows。Helistened。

  Theconfusedsoundsofthebanquetreachedhisear。Heheardtheloud,commandingtonesofthegrandfather,theviolins,theclatteroftheplates,theburstsoflaughter,andthroughallthatmerryuproar,hedistinguishedCosette’ssweetandjoyousvoice。

  HequittedtheRuedesFilles—du—Calvaire,andreturnedtotheRuedel’HommeArme。

  Inordertoreturnthither,hetooktheRueSaint—Louis,theRueCulture—Sainte—Catherine,andtheBlancs—Manteaux;itwasalittlelonger,butitwastheroadthroughwhich,forthelastthreemonths,hehadbecomeaccustomedtopasseverydayonhiswayfromtheRuedel’HommeArmetotheRuedesFilles—du—Calvaire,inordertoavoidtheobstructionsandthemudintheRueVielle—du—Temple。

  Thisroad,throughwhichCosettehadpassed,excludedforhimallpossibilityofanyotheritinerary。

  JeanValjeanenteredhislodgings。Helightedhiscandleandmountedthestairs。Theapartmentwasempty。EvenToussaintwasnolongerthere。JeanValjean’sstepmademorenoisethanusualinthechambers。Allthecupboardsstoodopen。

  HepenetratedtoCosette’sbedroom。Therewerenosheetsonthebed。

  Thepillow,coveredwithticking,andwithoutacaseorlace,waslaidontheblanketsfoldeduponthefootofthemattress,whosecoveringwasvisible,andonwhichnoonewasevertosleepagain。

  AllthelittlefeminineobjectswhichCosettewasattachedtohadbeencarriedaway;nothingremainedexcepttheheavyfurnitureandthefourwalls。Toussaint’sbedwasdespoiledinlikemanner。

  Onebedonlywasmadeup,andseemedtobewaitingsomeone,andthiswasJeanValjean’sbed。

  JeanValjeanlookedatthewalls,closedsomeofthecupboarddoors,andwentandcamefromoneroomtoanother。

  Thenhesoughthisownchamberoncemore,andsethiscandleonatable。

  Hehaddisengagedhisarmfromthesling,andheusedhisrighthandasthoughitdidnothurthim。

  Heapproachedhisbed,andhiseyesrested,wasitbychance?

  wasitintentionally?ontheinseparableofwhichCosettehadbeenjealous,onthelittleportmanteauwhichneverlefthim。

  OnhisarrivalintheRuedel’HommeArme,onthe4thofJune,hehaddepositeditonaroundtableneartheheadofhisbed。

  Hewenttothistablewithasortofvivacity,tookakeyfromhispocket,andopenedthevalise。

  Fromitheslowlydrewforththegarmentsinwhich,tenyearsbefore,CosettehadquittedMontfermeil;firstthelittlegown,thentheblackfichu,thenthestout,coarsechild’sshoeswhichCosettemightalmosthavewornstill,sotinywereherfeet,thenthefustianbodice,whichwasverythick,thentheknittedpetticoat,nexttheapronwithpockets,thenthewoollenstockings。

  Thesestockings,whichstillpreservedthegracefulformofatinyleg,werenolongerthanJeanValjean’shand。Allthiswasblackofhue。

  ItwashewhohadbroughtthosegarmentstoMontfermeilforher。

  Asheremovedthemfromthevalise,helaidthemonthebed。

  Hefelltothinking。Hecalledupmemories。Itwasinwinter,inaverycoldmonthofDecember,shewasshivering,half—naked,inrags,herpoorlittlefeetwereallredintheirwoodenshoes。

  He,JeanValjean,hadmadeherabandonthoseragstoclotheherselfinthesemourninghabiliments。Themothermusthavefeltpleasedinhergrave,toseeherdaughterwearingmourningforher,and,aboveall,toseethatshewasproperlyclothed,andthatshewaswarm。

  HethoughtofthatforestofMontfermeil;theyhadtraversedittogether,Cosetteandhe;hethoughtofwhattheweatherhadbeen,oftheleaflesstrees,ofthewooddestituteofbirds,ofthesunlesssky;itmatterednot,itwascharming。Hearrangedthetinygarmentsonthebed,thefichunexttothepetticoat,thestockingsbesidetheshoes,andhelookedatthem,oneaftertheother。

  Shewasnotallerthanthat,shehadherbigdollinherarms,shehadputherlouisd’orinthepocketofthatapron,shehadlaughed,theywalkedhandinhand,shehadnooneintheworldbuthim。

  Thenhisvenerable,whiteheadfellforwardonthebed,thatstoicaloldheartbroke,hisfacewasengulfed,sotospeak,inCosette’sgarments,andifanyonehadpassedupthestairsatthatmoment,hewouldhaveheardfrightfulsobs。

  CHAPTERIV

  THEIMMORTALLIVER[68]

  [68]InallusiontothestoryofPrometheus。

  Theoldandformidablestruggle,ofwhichwehavealreadywitnessedsomanyphases,beganoncemore。

  Jacobstruggledwiththeangelbutonenight。Alas!howmanytimeshavewebeheldJeanValjeanseizedbodilybyhisconscience,inthedarkness,andstrugglingdesperatelyagainstit!

  Unheard—ofconflict!Atcertainmomentsthefootslips;atothermomentsthegroundcrumblesawayunderfoot。Howmanytimeshadthatconscience,madforthegood,claspedandoverthrownhim!

  Howmanytimeshadthetruthsetherkneeinexorablyuponhisbreast!

  Howmanytimes,hurledtoearthbythelight,hadhebeggedformercy!

  Howmanytimeshadthatimplacablespark,lightedwithinhim,anduponhimbytheBishop,dazzledhimbyforcewhenhehadwishedtobeblind!Howmanytimeshadherisentohisfeetinthecombat,heldfasttotherock,leaningagainstsophism,draggedinthedust,nowgettingtheupperhandofhisconscience,againoverthrownbyit!Howmanytimes,afteranequivoque,afterthespeciousandtreacherousreasoningofegotism,hadheheardhisirritatedconsciencecryinhisear:\"Atrip!youwretch!\"

  Howmanytimeshadhisrefractorythoughtsrattledconvulsivelyinhisthroat,undertheevidenceofduty!ResistancetoGod。

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