CHAPTERV
ATBOMBARDA’S
TheRussianmountainshavingbeenexhausted,theybegantothinkaboutdinner;andtheradiantpartyofeight,somewhatwearyatlast,becamestrandedinBombarda’spublichouse,abranchestablishmentwhichhadbeensetupintheChamps—Elyseesbythatfamousrestaurant—keeper,Bombarda,whosesigncouldthenbeseenintheRuedeRivoli,nearDelormeAlley。
Alargebutuglyroom,withanalcoveandabedattheend(theyhadbeenobligedtoputupwiththisaccommodationinviewoftheSundaycrowd);twowindowswhencetheycouldsurveybeyondtheelms,thequayandtheriver;amagnificentAugustsunlightlightlytouchingthepanes;twotables;upononeofthematriumphantmountainofbouquets,mingledwiththehatsofmenandwomen;
attheotherthefourcouplesseatedroundamerryconfusionofplatters,dishes,glasses,andbottles;jugsofbeermingledwithflasksofwine;verylittleorderonthetable,somedisorderbeneathit;
"TheymadebeneaththetableAnoise,aclatterofthefeetthatwasabominable,"
saysMoliere。
Thiswasthestatewhichtheshepherdidyl,begunatfiveo’clockinthemorning,hadreachedathalf—pastfourintheafternoon。
Thesunwassetting;theirappetitesweresatisfied。
TheChamps—Elysees,filledwithsunshineandwithpeople,werenothingbutlightanddust,thetwothingsofwhichgloryiscomposed。
ThehorsesofMarly,thoseneighingmarbles,wereprancinginacloudofgold。Carriagesweregoingandcoming。Asquadronofmagnificentbody—guards,withtheirclarionsattheirhead,weredescendingtheAvenuedeNeuilly;thewhiteflag,showingfaintlyrosyinthesettingsun,floatedoverthedomeoftheTuileries。
ThePlacedelaConcorde,whichhadbecomethePlaceLouisXV。
oncemore,waschokedwithhappypromenaders。Manyworethesilverfleur—de—lyssuspendedfromthewhite—wateredribbon,whichhadnotyetwhollydisappearedfrombutton—holesintheyear1817。
Hereandtherechorusesoflittlegirlsthrewtothewinds,amidthepassersby,whoformedintocirclesandapplauded,thethencelebratedBourbonair,whichwasdestinedtostriketheHundredDayswithlightning,andwhichhadforitsrefrain:——
"Rendez—nousnotreperedeGand,Rendez—nousnotrepere。"
"GiveusbackourfatherfromGhent,Giveusbackourfather。"
Groupsofdwellersinthesuburbs,inSundayarray,sometimesevendecoratedwiththefleur—de—lys,likethebourgeois,scatteredoverthelargesquareandtheMarignysquare,wereplayingatringsandrevolvingonthewoodenhorses;otherswereengagedindrinking;
somejourneymanprintershadonpapercaps;theirlaughterwasaudible。
Everythingwasradiant。Itwasatimeofundisputedpeaceandprofoundroyalistsecurity;itwastheepochwhenaspecialandprivatereportofChiefofPoliceAngelestotheKing,onthesubjectofthesuburbsofParis,terminatedwiththeselines:——
"Takingallthingsintoconsideration,Sire,thereisnothingtobefearedfromthesepeople。Theyareasheedlessandasindolentascats。
Thepopulaceisrestlessintheprovinces;itisnotinParis。
Theseareveryprettymen,Sire。Itwouldtakealloftwoofthemtomakeoneofyourgrenadiers。ThereisnothingtobefearedonthepartofthepopulaceofParisthecapital。Itisremarkablethatthestatureofthispopulationshouldhavediminishedinthelastfiftyyears;andthepopulaceofthesuburbsisstillmorepunythanatthetimeoftheRevolution。Itisnotdangerous。
Inshort,itisanamiablerabble。"
Prefectsofthepolicedonotdeemitpossiblethatacatcantransformitselfintoalion;thatdoeshappen,however,andinthatliesthemiraclewroughtbythepopulaceofParis。Moreover,thecatsodespisedbyCountAnglespossessedtheesteemoftherepublicsofold。
Intheireyesitwaslibertyincarnate;andasthoughtoserveaspendanttotheMinervaApteraofthePiraeus,therestoodonthepublicsquareinCorinththecolossalbronzefigureofacat。
TheingenuouspoliceoftheRestorationbeheldthepopulaceofParisintoo"rose—colored"alight;itisnotsomuchof"anamiablerabble"
asitisthought。TheParisianistotheFrenchmanwhattheAthenianwastotheGreek:noonesleepsmoresoundlythanhe,nooneismorefranklyfrivolousandlazythanhe,noonecanbetterassumetheairofforgetfulness;lethimnotbetrustednevertheless;
heisreadyforanysortofcooldeed;butwhenthereisgloryattheendofit,heisworthyofadmirationineverysortoffury。
Givehimapike,hewillproducethe10thofAugust;givehimagun,youwillhaveAusterlitz。HeisNapoleon’sstayandDanton’sresource。
Isitaquestionofcountry,heenlists;isitaquestionofliberty,hetearsupthepavements。Beware!hishairfilledwithwrath,isepic;
hisblousedrapesitselflikethefoldsofachlamys。Takecare!hewillmakeofthefirstRueGrenetatwhichcomestohandCaudineForks。
Whenthehourstrikes,thismanofthefaubourgswillgrowinstature;
thislittlemanwillarise,andhisgazewillbeterrible,andhisbreathwillbecomeatempest,andtherewillissueforthfromthatslenderchestenoughwindtodisarrangethefoldsoftheAlps。
Itis,thankstothesuburbanmanofParis,thattheRevolution,mixedwitharms,conquersEurope。Hesings;itishisdelight。
Proportionhissongtohisnature,andyouwillsee!AslongashehasforrefrainnothingbutlaCarmagnole,heonlyoverthrowsLouisXVI。;makehimsingtheMarseillaise,andhewillfreetheworld。
ThisnotejotteddownonthemarginofAngles’report,wewillreturntoourfourcouples。Thedinner,aswehavesaid,wasdrawingtoitsclose。
CHAPTERVI
ACHAPTERINWHICHTHEYADOREEACHOTHER
Chatattable,thechatoflove;itisasimpossibletoreproduceoneastheother;thechatofloveisacloud;thechatattableissmoke。
FameuilandDahliawerehumming。Tholomyeswasdrinking。
Zephinewaslaughing,Fantinesmiling,ListolierblowingawoodentrumpetwhichhehadpurchasedatSaint—Cloud。
FavouritegazedtenderlyatBlachevelleandsaid:——
"Blachevelle,Iadoreyou。"
ThiscalledforthaquestionfromBlachevelle:——
"Whatwouldyoudo,Favourite,ifIweretoceasetoloveyou?"
"I!"criedFavourite。"Ah!Donotsaythateveninjest!
Ifyouweretoceasetoloveme,Iwouldspringafteryou,Iwouldscratchyou,Ishouldrendyou,Iwouldthrowyouintothewater,Iwouldhaveyouarrested。"
Blachevellesmiledwiththevoluptuousself—conceitofamanwhoistickledinhisself—love。Favouriteresumed:——
"Yes,Iwouldscreamtothepolice!Ah!Ishouldnotrestrainmyself,notatall!Rabble!"
Blachevellethrewhimselfbackinhischair,inanecstasy,andclosedbotheyesproudly。
Dahlia,assheate,saidinalowvoicetoFavourite,amidtheuproar:——
"Soyoureallyidolizehimdeeply,thatBlachevelleofyours?"
"I?Idetesthim,"repliedFavouriteinthesametone,seizingherforkagain。"Heisavaricious。Ilovethelittlefellowoppositemeinmyhouse。Heisverynice,thatyoungman;doyouknowhim?
Onecanseethatheisanactorbyprofession。Iloveactors。
Assoonashecomesin,hismothersaystohim:`Ah!monDieu!mypeaceofmindisgone。Therehegoeswithhisshouting。But,mydear,youaresplittingmyhead!’Sohegoesuptorat—riddengarrets,toblackholes,ashighashecanmount,andtherehesetstosinging,declaiming,howdoIknowwhat?sothathecanbehearddownstairs!
Heearnstwentysousadayatanattorney’sbypenningquibbles。
HeisthesonofaformerprecentorofSaint—Jacques—du—Haut—Pas。
Ah!heisverynice。Heidolizesmeso,thatonedaywhenhesawmemakingbatterforsomepancakes,hesaidtome:`Mamselle,makeyourglovesintofritters,andIwilleatthem。’Itisonlyartistswhocansaysuchthingsasthat。Ah!heisverynice。
Iaminafairwaytogooutofmyheadoverthatlittlefellow。
Nevermind;ItellBlachevellethatIadorehim——howIlie!Hey!HowI
dolie!"
Favouritepaused,andthenwenton:——
"Iamsad,yousee,Dahlia。Ithasdonenothingbutrainallsummer;
thewindirritatesme;thewinddoesnotabate。Blachevelleisverystingy;therearehardlyanygreenpeasinthemarket;
onedoesnotknowwhattoeat。Ihavethespleen,astheEnglishsay,butterissodear!andthenyouseeitishorrible,herewearedininginaroomwithabedinit,andthatdisgustsmewithlife。"
CHAPTERVII
THEWISDOMOFTHOLOMYES
Inthemeantime,whilesomesang,theresttalkedtogethertumultuouslyallatonce;itwasnolongeranythingbutnoise。
Tholomyesintervened。
"Letusnottalkatrandomnortoofast,"heexclaimed。
"Letusreflect,ifwewishtobebrilliant。Toomuchimprovisationemptiesthemindinastupidway。Runningbeergathersnofroth。
Nohaste,gentlemen。Letusminglemajestywiththefeast。Letuseatwithmeditation;letusmakehasteslowly。Letusnothurry。
Considerthespringtime;ifitmakeshaste,itisdonefor;
thatistosay,itgetsfrozen。Excessofzealruinspeach—treesandapricot—trees。Excessofzealkillsthegraceandthemirthofgooddinners。Nozeal,gentlemen!GrimoddelaReyniereagreeswithTalleyrand。"
Ahollowsoundofrebellionrumbledthroughthegroup。
"Leaveusinpeace,Tholomyes,"saidBlachevelle。
"Downwiththetyrant!"saidFameuil。
"Bombarda,Bombance,andBambochel!"criedListolier。
"Sundayexists,"resumedFameuil。
"Wearesober,"addedListolier。
"Tholomyes,"remarkedBlachevelle,"contemplatemycalmness[moncalme]。"
"YouaretheMarquisofthat,"retortedTholomyes。
Thismediocreplayuponwordsproducedtheeffectofastoneinapool。
TheMarquisdeMontcalmwasatthattimeacelebratedroyalist。
Allthefrogsheldtheirpeace。
"Friends,"criedTholomyes,withtheaccentofamanwhohadrecoveredhisempire,"Cometoyourselves。Thispunwhichhasfallenfromtheskiesmustnotbereceivedwithtoomuchstupor。
Everythingwhichfallsinthatwayisnotnecessarilyworthyofenthusiasmandrespect。Thepunisthedungofthemindwhichsoars。
Thejestfalls,nomatterwhere;andthemindafterproducingapieceofstupidityplungesintotheazuredepths。Awhitishspeckflattenedagainsttherockdoesnotpreventthecondorfromsoaringaloft。
Farbeitfrommetoinsultthepun!Ihonoritinproportiontoitsmerits;nothingmore。Allthemostaugust,themostsublime,themostcharmingofhumanity,andperhapsoutsideofhumanity,havemadepuns。JesusChristmadeapunonSt。Peter,MosesonIsaac,AEschylusonPolynices,CleopatraonOctavius。AndobservethatCleopatra’spunprecededthebattleofActium,andthathaditnotbeenforit,noonewouldhaverememberedthecityofToryne,aGreeknamewhichsignifiesaladle。Thatonceconceded,Ireturntomyexhortation。Irepeat,brothers,Irepeat,nozeal,nohubbub,noexcess;eveninwitticisms,gayety,jollities,orplaysonwords。
Listentome。IhavetheprudenceofAmphiarausandthebaldnessofCaesar。Theremustbealimit,eventorebuses。Estmodusinrebus。
"Theremustbealimit,eventodinners。Youarefondofappleturnovers,ladies;donotindulgeinthemtoexcess。
Eveninthematterofturnovers,goodsenseandartarerequisite。
Gluttonychastisestheglutton,GulapunitGulax。IndigestionischargedbythegoodGodwithpreachingmoralitytostomachs。
Andrememberthis:eachoneofourpassions,evenlove,hasastomachwhichmustnotbefilledtoofull。Inallthingsthewordfinismustbewritteningoodseason;self—controlmustbeexercisedwhenthematterbecomesurgent;theboltmustbedrawnonappetite;
onemustsetone’sownfantasytotheviolin,andcarryone’sselftothepost。Thesageisthemanwhoknowshow,atagivenmoment,toeffecthisownarrest。Havesomeconfidenceinme,forIhavesucceededtosomeextentinmystudyofthelaw,accordingtotheverdictofmyexaminations,forIknowthedifferencebetweenthequestionputandthequestionpending,forIhavesustainedathesisinLatinuponthemannerinwhichtorturewasadministeredatRomeattheepochwhenMunatiusDemenswasquaestoroftheParricide;
becauseIamgoingtobeadoctor,apparentlyitdoesnotfollowthatitisabsolutelynecessarythatIshouldbeanimbecile。
Irecommendyoutomoderationinyourdesires。ItistruethatmynameisFelixTholomyes;Ispeakwell。Happyishewho,whenthehourstrikes,takesaheroicresolve,andabdicateslikeSyllaorOrigenes。"
Favouritelistenedwithprofoundattention。
"Felix,"saidshe,"whataprettyword!Ilovethatname。
ItisLatin;itmeansprosper。"
Tholomyeswenton:——
"Quirites,gentlemen,caballeros,myfriends。Doyouwishnevertofeeltheprick,todowithoutthenuptialbed,andtobravelove?
Nothingmoresimple。Hereisthereceipt:lemonade,excessiveexercise,hardlabor;workyourselftodeath,dragblocks,sleepnot,holdvigil,gorgeyourselfwithnitrousbeverages,andpotionsofnymphaeas;
drinkemulsionsofpoppiesandagnuscastus;seasonthiswithastrictdiet,starveyourself,andaddtheretocoldbaths,girdlesofherbs,theapplicationofaplateoflead,lotionsmadewiththesubacetateoflead,andfomentationsofoxycrat。"
"Ipreferawoman,"saidListolier。
"Woman,"resumedTholomyes;"distrusther。Woetohimwhoyieldshimselftotheunstableheartofwoman!Womanisperfidiousanddisingenuous。Shedeteststheserpentfromprofessionaljealousy。
Theserpentistheshopovertheway。"
"Tholomyes!"criedBlachevelle,"youaredrunk!"
"Pardieu,"saidTholomyes。
"Thenbegay,"resumedBlachevelle。
"Iagreetothat,"respondedTholomyes。
And,refillinghisglass,herose。
"Glorytowine!Nuncte,Bacche,canam!Pardonmeladies;
thatisSpanish。Andtheproofofit,senoras,isthis:likepeople,likecask。ThearrobeofCastilecontainssixteenlitres;thecantaroofAlicante,twelve;thealmudeoftheCanaries,twenty—five;
thecuartinoftheBalearicIsles,twenty—six;thebootofTzarPeter,thirty。LonglivethatTzarwhowasgreat,andlonglivehisboot,whichwasstillgreater!Ladies,taketheadviceofafriend;makeamistakeinyourneighborifyouseefit。
Thepropertyofloveistoerr。AloveaffairisnotmadetocrouchdownandbrutalizeitselflikeanEnglishserving—maidwhohascallousesonherkneesfromscrubbing。Itisnotmadeforthat;
iterrsgayly,ourgentlelove。Ithasbeensaid,errorishuman;
Isay,errorislove。Ladies,Iidolizeyouall。OZephine,OJosephine,facemorethanirregular,youwouldbecharmingwereyounotallaskew。Youhavetheairofaprettyfaceuponwhichsomeonehassatdownbymistake。AsforFavourite,Onymphsandmuses!onedaywhenBlachevellewascrossingthegutterintheRueGuerin—Boisseau,heespiedabeautifulgirlwithwhitestockingswelldrawnup,whichdisplayedherlegs。Thisprologuepleasedhim,andBlachevellefellinlove。TheonehelovedwasFavourite。OFavourite,thouhastIonianlips。TherewasaGreekpainternamedEuphorion,whowassurnamedthepainterofthelips。ThatGreekalonewouldhavebeenworthytopaintthymouth。Listen!beforethee,therewasneveracreatureworthyofthename。ThouwertmadetoreceivetheapplelikeVenus,ortoeatitlikeEve;beautybeginswiththee。
IhavejustreferredtoEve;itisthouwhohastcreatedher。
Thoudeservesttheletters—patentofthebeautifulwoman。OFavourite,Iceasetoaddressyouas`thou,’becauseIpassfrompoetrytoprose。
Youwerespeakingofmynamealittlewhileago。Thattouchedme;
butletus,whoeverwemaybe,distrustnames。Theymaydeludeus。
IamcalledFelix,andIamnothappy。Wordsareliars。Letusnotblindlyaccepttheindicationswhichtheyaffordus。ItwouldbeamistaketowritetoLiege[2]forcorks,andtoPauforgloves。
MissDahlia,wereIinyourplace,IwouldcallmyselfRosa。
Aflowershouldsmellsweet,andwomanshouldhavewit。IsaynothingofFantine;sheisadreamer,amusing,thoughtful,pensiveperson;
sheisaphantompossessedoftheformofanymphandthemodestyofanun,whohasstrayedintothelifeofagrisette,butwhotakesrefugeinillusions,andwhosingsandpraysandgazesintotheazurewithoutverywellknowingwhatsheseesorwhatsheisdoing,andwho,withhereyesfixedonheaven,wandersinagardenwheretherearemorebirdsthanareinexistence。OFantine,knowthis:
I,Tholomyes,Iamallillusion;butshedoesnotevenhearme,thatblondmaidofChimeras!asfortherest,everythingaboutherisfreshness,suavity,youth,sweetmorninglight。OFantine,maidworthyofbeingcalledMargueriteorPearl,youareawomanfromthebeauteousOrient。Ladies,asecondpieceofadvice:
donotmarry;marriageisagraft;ittakeswellorill;
avoidthatrisk。Butbah!whatamIsaying?Iamwastingmywords。
Girlsareincurableonthesubjectofmarriage,andallthatwewisemencansaywillnotpreventthewaistcoat—makersandtheshoe—stitchersfromdreamingofhusbandsstuddedwithdiamonds。
Well,sobeit;but,mybeauties,rememberthis,youeattoomuchsugar。
Youhavebutonefault,Owoman,andthatisnibblingsugar。
Onibblingsex,yourprettylittlewhiteteethadoresugar。
Now,heedmewell,sugarisasalt。Allsaltsarewithering。
Sugaristhemostdesiccatingofallsalts;itsuckstheliquidsofthebloodthroughtheveins;hencethecoagulation,andthenthesolidificationoftheblood;hencetuberclesinthelungs,hencedeath。
Thatiswhydiabetesbordersonconsumption。Then,donotcrunchsugar,andyouwilllive。Iturntothemen:gentlemen,makeconquest,robeachotherofyourwell—belovedwithoutremorse。Chassezacross。
Inlovetherearenofriends。Everywherewherethereisaprettywomanhostilityisopen。Noquarter,wartothedeath!aprettywomanisacasusbelli;aprettywomanisflagrantmisdemeanor。
Alltheinvasionsofhistoryhavebeendeterminedbypetticoats。
Womanisman’sright。RomuluscarriedofftheSabines;WilliamcarriedofftheSaxonwomen;CaesarcarriedofftheRomanwomen。Themanwhoisnotlovedsoarslikeavultureoverthemistressesofothermen;
andformyownpart,toallthoseunfortunatemenwhoarewidowers,IthrowthesublimeproclamationofBonapartetothearmyofItaly:
"Soldiers,youareinneedofeverything;theenemyhasit。"
[2]Liege:acork—tree。Pau:ajestonpeau,skin。
Tholomyespaused。
"Takebreath,Tholomyes,"saidBlachevelle。
AtthesamemomentBlachevelle,supportedbyListolierandFameuil,struckuptoaplaintiveair,oneofthosestudiosongscomposedofthefirstwordswhichcometohand,rhymedrichlyandnotatall,asdestituteofsenseasthegestureofthetreeandthesoundofthewind,whichhavetheirbirthinthevaporofpipes,andaredissipatedandtaketheirflightwiththem。ThisisthecoupletbywhichthegrouprepliedtoTholomyes’harangue:——
"Thefatherturkey—cockssograveSomemoneytoanagentgave,ThatmastergoodClermont—TonnerreMightbemadepopeonSaintJohns’dayfair。
ButthisgoodClermontcouldnotbeMadepope,becausenopriestwashe;
Andthentheiragent,whosewrathburned,Withalltheirmoneybackreturned。"
ThiswasnotcalculatedtocalmTholomyes’improvisation;heemptiedhisglass,filled,refilledit,andbeganagain:——
"Downwithwisdom!ForgetallthatIhavesaid。Letusbeneitherprudesnorprudentmennorprudhommes。Iproposeatoasttomirth;
bemerry。Letuscompleteourcourseoflawbyfollyandeating!
Indigestionandthedigest。LetJustinianbethemale,andFeasting,thefemale!Joyinthedepths!Live,Ocreation!Theworldisagreatdiamond。Iamhappy。Thebirdsareastonishing。
Whatafestivaleverywhere!ThenightingaleisagratuitousElleviou。
Summer,Isalutethee!OLuxembourg!OGeorgicsoftheRueMadame,andoftheAlleedel’Observatoire!Opensiveinfantrysoldiers!
Oallthosecharmingnurseswho,whiletheyguardthechildren,amusethemselves!ThepampasofAmericawouldpleasemeifIhadnotthearcadesoftheOdeon。Mysoulflitsawayintothevirginforestsandtothesavannas。Allisbeautiful。Thefliesbuzzinthesun。
Thesunhassneezedoutthehummingbird。Embraceme,Fantine!"
HemadeamistakeandembracedFavourite。
CHAPTERVIII
THEDEATHOFAHORSE
"ThedinnersarebetteratEdon’sthanatBombarda’s,"exclaimedZephine。
"IpreferBombardatoEdon,"declaredBlachevelle。"Thereismoreluxury。ItismoreAsiatic。Lookattheroomdownstairs;
therearemirrors[glaces]onthewalls。"
"Ipreferthem[glaces,ices]onmyplate,"saidFavourite。
Blachevellepersisted:——
"Lookattheknives。ThehandlesareofsilveratBombarda’sandofboneatEdon’s。Now,silverismorevaluablethanbone。"
"Exceptforthosewhohaveasilverchin,"observedTholomyes。
HewaslookingatthedomeoftheInvalides,whichwasvisiblefromBombarda’swindows。
Apauseensued。
"Tholomyes,"exclaimedFameuil,"ListolierandIwerehavingadiscussionjustnow。"
"Adiscussionisagoodthing,"repliedTholomyes;"aquarrelisbetter。"
"Weweredisputingaboutphilosophy。"
"Well?"
"Whichdoyouprefer,DescartesorSpinoza?"
"Desaugiers,"saidTholomyes。
Thisdecreepronounced,hetookadrink,andwenton:——
"Iconsenttolive。Allisnotatanendonearthsincewecanstilltalknonsense。ForthatIreturnthankstotheimmortalgods。
Welie。Onelies,butonelaughs。Oneaffirms,butonedoubts。
Theunexpectedburstsforthfromthesyllogism。Thatisfine。
Therearestillhumanbeingsherebelowwhoknowhowtoopenandclosethesurpriseboxoftheparadoxmerrily。This,ladies,whichyouaredrinkingwithsotranquilanairisMadeirawine,youmustknow,fromthevineyardofCouraldasFreiras,whichisthreehundredandseventeenfathomsabovethelevelofthesea。
Attentionwhileyoudrink!threehundredandseventeenfathoms!
andMonsieurBombarda,themagnificenteating—housekeeper,givesyouthosethreehundredandseventeenfathomsforfourfrancsandfiftycentimes。"
AgainFameuilinterruptedhim:——
"Tholomyes,youropinionsfixthelaw。Whoisyourfavoriteauthor?"
"Ber——"
"Quin?"
"No;Choux。"
AndTholomyescontinued:——
"HonortoBombarda!HewouldequalMunophisofElephantaifhecouldbutgetmeanIndiandancing—girl,andThygelionofChaeroneaifhecouldbringmeaGreekcourtesan;for,oh,ladies!therewereBombardasinGreeceandinEgypt。Apuleiustellsusofthem。
Alas!alwaysthesame,andnothingnew;nothingmoreunpublishedbythecreatorincreation!Nilsubsolenovum,saysSolomon;
amoromnibusidem,saysVirgil;andCarabinemountswithCarabinintothebarkatSaint—Cloud,asAspasiaembarkedwithPericlesuponthefleetatSamos。Onelastword。DoyouknowwhatAspasiawas,ladies?
Althoughshelivedatanepochwhenwomenhad,asyet,nosoul,shewasasoul;asoulofarosyandpurplehue,moreardenthuedthanfire,fresherthanthedawn。Aspasiawasacreatureinwhomtwoextremesofwomanhoodmet;shewasthegoddessprostitute;
SocratesplusManonLescaut。AspasiawascreatedincaseamistressshouldbeneededforPrometheus。"
Tholomyes,oncestarted,wouldhavefoundsomedifficultyinstopping,hadnotahorsefallendownuponthequayjustatthatmoment。
Theshockcausedthecartandtheoratortocometoadeadhalt。
ItwasaBeauceronmare,oldandthin,andonefitfortheknacker,whichwasdraggingaveryheavycart。OnarrivinginfrontofBombarda’s,theworn—out,exhaustedbeasthadrefusedtoproceedanyfurther。
Thisincidentattractedacrowd。Hardlyhadthecursingandindignantcarterhadtimetoutterwithproperenergythesacramentalword,Matin(thejade),backedupwithapitilesscutofthewhip,whenthejadefell,nevertoriseagain。Onhearingthehubbubmadebythepassersby,Tholomyes’merryauditorsturnedtheirheads,andTholomyestookadvantageoftheopportunitytobringhisallocutiontoaclosewiththismelancholystrophe:——
"Elleetaitdecemondeoucoucousetcarrosses[3]
Ontlememedestin;
Et,rosse,elleavecucequevivantlesrosses,L’espaced’unmatin!"
[3]Shebelongedtothatcirclewherecuckoosandcarriagessharethesamefate;andajadeherself,shelived,asjadeslive,forthespaceofamorning(orjade)。
"Poorhorse!"sighedFantine。
AndDahliaexclaimed:——
"ThereisFantineonthepointofcryingoverhorses。Howcanonebesuchapitifulfoolasthat!"
AtthatmomentFavourite,foldingherarmsandthrowingherheadback,lookedresolutelyatTholomyesandsaid:——
"Come,now!thesurprise?"
"Exactly。Themomenthasarrived,"repliedTholomyes。
"Gentlemen,thehourforgivingtheseladiesasurprisehasstruck。
Waitforusamoment,ladies。"
"Itbeginswithakiss,"saidBlachevelle。
"Onthebrow,"addedTholomyes。
Eachgravelybestowedakissonhismistress’sbrow;thenallfourfiledoutthroughthedoor,withtheirfingersontheirlips。
Favouriteclappedherhandsontheirdeparture。
"Itisbeginningtobeamusingalready,"saidshe。
"Don’tbetoolong,"murmuredFantine;"wearewaitingforyou。"
CHAPTERIX
AMERRYENDTOMIRTH
Whentheyounggirlswereleftalone,theyleanedtwobytwoonthewindow—sills,chatting,craningouttheirheads,andtalkingfromonewindowtotheother。
TheysawtheyoungmenemergefromtheCafeBombardaarminarm。
Thelatterturnedround,madesignstothem,smiled,anddisappearedinthatdustySundaythrongwhichmakesaweeklyinvasionintotheChamps—Elysees。
"Don’tbelong!"criedFantine。
"Whataretheygoingtobringus?"saidZephine。
"Itwillcertainlybesomethingpretty,"saidDahlia。
"Formypart,"saidFavourite,"Iwantittobeofgold。"
Theirattentionwassoondistractedbythemovementsontheshoreofthelake,whichtheycouldseethroughthebranchesofthelargetrees,andwhichdivertedthemgreatly。
Itwasthehourforthedepartureofthemail—coachesanddiligences。
Nearlyallthestage—coachesforthesouthandwestpassedthroughtheChamps—Elysees。ThemajorityfollowedthequayandwentthroughthePassyBarrier。Frommomenttomoment,somehugevehicle,paintedyellowandblack,heavilyloaded,noisilyharnessed,renderedshapelessbytrunks,tarpaulins,andvalises,fullofheadswhichimmediatelydisappeared,rushedthroughthecrowdwithallthesparksofaforge,withdustforsmoke,andanairoffury,grindingthepavements,changingallthepaving—stonesintosteels。
Thisuproardelightedtheyounggirls。Favouriteexclaimed:——
"Whatarow!Onewouldsaythatitwasapileofchainsflyingaway。"
Itchancedthatoneofthesevehicles,whichtheycouldonlyseewithdifficultythroughthethickelms,haltedforamoment,thensetoutagainatagallop。ThissurprisedFantine。
"That’sodd!"saidshe。"Ithoughtthediligenceneverstopped。"
Favouriteshruggedhershoulders。
"ThisFantineissurprising。Iamcomingtotakealookatheroutofcuriosity。Sheisdazzledbythesimplestthings。Supposeacase:
Iamatraveller;Isaytothediligence,`Iwillgooninadvance;
youshallpickmeuponthequayasyoupass。’Thediligencepasses,seesme,halts,andtakesme。Thatisdoneeveryday。Youdonotknowlife,mydear。"
Inthismanneracertaintimeelapsed。AllatonceFavouritemadeamovement,likeapersonwhoisjustwakingup。
"Well,"saidshe,"andthesurprise?"
"Yes,bytheway,"joinedinDahlia,"thefamoussurprise?"
"Theyareaverylongtimeaboutit!"saidFantine。
AsFantineconcludedthissigh,thewaiterwhohadservedthematdinnerentered。Heheldinhishandsomethingwhichresembledaletter。
"Whatisthat?"demandedFavourite。
Thewaiterreplied:——
"Itisapaperthatthosegentlemenleftfortheseladies。"
"Whydidyounotbringitatonce?"
"Because,"saidthewaiter,"thegentlemenorderedmenottodeliverittotheladiesforanhour。"
Favouritesnatchedthepaperfromthewaiter’shand。Itwas,infact,aletter。
"Stop!"saidshe;"thereisnoaddress;butthisiswhatiswrittenonit——"
"THISISTHESURPRISE。"
Shetoretheletteropenhastily,openedit,andread[sheknewhowtoread]:——
"OURBELOVED:——
"Youmustknowthatwehaveparents。Parents——youdonotknowmuchaboutsuchthings。Theyarecalledfathersandmothersbythecivilcode,whichispuerileandhonest。Now,theseparentsgroan,theseoldfolksimploreus,thesegoodmenandthesegoodwomencallusprodigalsons;theydesireourreturn,andoffertokillcalvesforus。
Beingvirtuous,weobeythem。Atthehourwhenyoureadthis,fivefieryhorseswillbebearingustoourpapasandmammas。Wearepullingupourstakes,asBossuetsays。Wearegoing;wearegone。
WefleeinthearmsofLafitteandonthewingsofCaillard。
TheToulousediligencetearsusfromtheabyss,andtheabyssisyou,Oourlittlebeauties!Wereturntosociety,toduty,torespectability,atfulltrot,attherateofthreeleaguesanhour。
Itisnecessaryforthegoodofthecountrythatweshouldbe,liketherestoftheworld,prefects,fathersoffamilies,ruralpolice,andcouncillorsofstate。Venerateus。Wearesacrificingourselves。
Mournforusinhaste,andreplaceuswithspeed。Ifthisletterlaceratesyou,dothesamebyit。Adieu。
"Forthespaceofnearlytwoyearswehavemadeyouhappy。
Webearyounogrudgeforthat。
"Signed:
BLACHEVELLE。
FAMUEIL。
LISTOLIER。
FELIXTHOLOMYES。
"Postscriptum。Thedinnerispaidfor。"
Thefouryoungwomenlookedateachother。
Favouritewasthefirsttobreakthesilence。
"Well!"sheexclaimed,"it’saveryprettyfarce,allthesame。"
"Itisverydroll,"saidZephine。
"ThatmusthavebeenBlachevelle’sidea,"resumedFavourite。
"Itmakesmeinlovewithhim。Nosoonerishegonethanheisloved。
Thisisanadventure,indeed。"
"No,"saidDahlia;"itwasoneofTholomyes’ideas。Thatisevident。
"Inthatcase,"retortedFavourite,"deathtoBlachevelle,andlongliveTholomyes!"
"LongliveTholomyes!"exclaimedDahliaandZephine。
Andtheyburstoutlaughing。
Fantinelaughedwiththerest。
Anhourlater,whenshehadreturnedtoherroom,shewept。
Itwasherfirstloveaffair,aswehavesaid;shehadgivenherselftothisTholomyesastoahusband,andthepoorgirlhadachild。
BOOKFOURTH。——TOCONFIDEISSOMETIMESTODELIVERINTOAPERSON’SPOWER
CHAPTERI
ONEMOTHERMEETSANOTHERMOTHER
Therewas,atMontfermeil,nearParis,duringthefirstquarterofthiscentury,asortofcook—shopwhichnolongerexists。
Thiscook—shopwaskeptbysomepeoplenamedThenardier,husbandandwife。ItwassituatedinBoulangerLane。Overthedoortherewasaboardnailedflatagainstthewall。Uponthisboardwaspaintedsomethingwhichresembledamancarryinganothermanonhisback,thelatterwearingthebiggiltepaulettesofageneral,withlargesilverstars;redspotsrepresentedblood;therestofthepictureconsistedofsmoke,andprobablyrepresentedabattle。
Belowranthisinscription:ATTHESIGNOFSERGEANTOFWATERLOO
(AuSargentdeWaterloo)。
Nothingismorecommonthanacartoratruckatthedoorofahostelry。Nevertheless,thevehicle,or,tospeakmoreaccurately,thefragmentofavehicle,whichencumberedthestreetinfrontofthecook—shopoftheSergeantofWaterloo,oneeveninginthespringof1818,wouldcertainlyhaveattracted,byitsmass,theattentionofanypainterwhohadpassedthatway。
Itwasthefore—carriageofoneofthosetruckswhichareusedinwoodedtractsofcountry,andwhichservetotransportthickplanksandthetrunksoftrees。Thisfore—carriagewascomposedofamassiveironaxle—treewithapivot,intowhichwasfittedaheavyshaft,andwhichwassupportedbytwohugewheels。
Thewholethingwascompact,overwhelming,andmisshapen。
Itseemedlikethegun—carriageofanenormouscannon。Therutsoftheroadhadbestowedonthewheels,thefellies,thehub,theaxle,andtheshaft,alayerofmud,ahideousyellowishdaubinghue,tolerablylikethatwithwhichpeoplearefondofornamentingcathedrals。
Thewoodwasdisappearingundermud,andtheironbeneathrust。
Undertheaxle—treehung,likedrapery,ahugechain,worthyofsomeGoliathofaconvict。Thischainsuggested,notthebeams,whichitwasitsofficetotransport,butthemastodonsandmammothswhichitmighthaveservedtoharness;ithadtheairofthegalleys,butofcyclopeanandsuperhumangalleys,anditseemedtohavebeendetachedfromsomemonster。HomerwouldhaveboundPolyphemuswithit,andShakespeare,Caliban。
Whywasthatfore—carriageofatruckinthatplaceinthestreet?
Inthefirstplace,toencumberthestreet;next,inorderthatitmightfinishtheprocessofrusting。Thereisathrongofinstitutionsintheoldsocialorder,whichonecomesacrossinthisfashionasonewalksaboutoutdoors,andwhichhavenootherreasonsforexistencethantheabove。
Thecentreofthechainswungverynearthegroundinthemiddle,andintheloop,asintheropeofaswing,therewereseatedandgrouped,onthatparticularevening,inexquisiteinterlacement,twolittlegirls;oneabouttwoyearsandahalfold,theother,eighteenmonths;theyoungerinthearmsoftheother。Ahandkerchief,cleverlyknottedaboutthem,preventedtheirfallingout。
Amotherhadcaughtsightofthatfrightfulchain,andhadsaid,"Come!there’saplaythingformychildren。"
Thetwochildren,whoweredressedprettilyandwithsomeelegance,wereradiantwithpleasure;onewouldhavesaidthattheyweretworosesamidoldiron;theireyeswereatriumph;theirfreshcheekswerefulloflaughter。Onehadchestnuthair;theother,brown。
Theirinnocentfacesweretwodelightedsurprises;ablossomingshrubwhichgrewnearwaftedtothepassers—byperfumeswhichseemedtoemanatefromthem;thechildofeighteenmonthsdisplayedherprettylittlebarestomachwiththechasteindecencyofchildhood。
Aboveandaroundthesetwodelicateheads,allmadeofhappinessandsteepedinlight,thegiganticfore—carriage,blackwithrust,almostterrible,allentangledincurvesandwildangles,roseinavault,liketheentranceofacavern。Afewpacesapart,crouchingdownuponthethresholdofthehostelry,themother,notaveryprepossessingwoman,bytheway,thoughtouchingatthatmoment,wasswingingthetwochildrenbymeansofalongcord,watchingthemcarefully,forfearofaccidents,withthatanimalandcelestialexpressionwhichispeculiartomaternity。Ateverybackwardandforwardswingthehideouslinksemittedastridentsound,whichresembledacryofrage;thelittlegirlswereinecstasies;
thesettingsunmingledinthisjoy,andnothingcouldbemorecharmingthanthiscapriceofchancewhichhadmadeofachainofTitanstheswingofcherubim。
Assherockedherlittleones,themotherhummedinadiscordantvoicearomancethencelebrated:——
"Itmustbe,saidawarrior。"
Hersong,andthecontemplationofherdaughters,preventedherhearingandseeingwhatwasgoingoninthestreet。
Inthemeantime,someonehadapproachedher,asshewasbeginningthefirstcoupletoftheromance,andsuddenlysheheardavoicesayingverynearherear:——
"Youhavetwobeautifulchildrenthere,Madame。"
"TothefairandtenderImogene——"
repliedthemother,continuingherromance;thensheturnedherhead。
Awomanstoodbeforeher,afewpacesdistant。Thiswomanalsohadachild,whichshecarriedinherarms。
Shewascarrying,inaddition,alargecarpet—bag,whichseemedveryheavy。
Thiswoman’schildwasoneofthemostdivinecreaturesthatitispossibletobehold。ltwasagirl,twoorthreeyearsofage。
Shecouldhaveenteredintocompetitionwiththetwootherlittleones,sofarasthecoquetryofherdresswasconcerned;sheworeacapoffinelinen,ribbonsonherbodice,andValencienneslaceonhercap。
Thefoldsofherskirtwereraisedsoastopermitaviewofherwhite,firm,anddimpledleg。Shewasadmirablyrosyandhealthy。
Thelittlebeautyinspiredadesiretotakeabitefromtheapplesofhercheeks。Ofhereyesnothingcouldbeknown,exceptthattheymustbeverylarge,andthattheyhadmagnificentlashes。
Shewasasleep。
Shesleptwiththatslumberofabsoluteconfidencepeculiartoherage。Thearmsofmothersaremadeoftenderness;inthemchildrensleepprofoundly。
Asforthemother,herappearancewassadandpoverty—stricken。
Shewasdressedlikeaworking—womanwhoisinclinedtoturnintoapeasantagain。Shewasyoung。Wasshehandsome?Perhaps;butinthatattireitwasnotapparent。Herhair,agoldenlockofwhichhadescaped,seemedverythick,butwasseverelyconcealedbeneathanugly,tight,close,nun—likecap,tiedunderthechin。Asmiledisplaysbeautifulteethwhenonehasthem;butshedidnotsmile。
Hereyesdidnotseemtohavebeendryforaverylongtime。
Shewaspale;shehadaverywearyandrathersicklyappearance。
Shegazeduponherdaughterasleepinherarmswiththeairpeculiartoamotherwhohasnursedherownchild。Alargebluehandkerchief,suchastheInvalidesuse,wasfoldedintoafichu,andconcealedherfigureclumsily。Herhandsweresunburntandalldottedwithfreckles,herforefingerwashardenedandlaceratedwiththeneedle;sheworeacloakofcoarsebrownwoollenstuff,alinengown,andcoarseshoes。
ItwasFantine。
ItwasFantine,butdifficulttorecognize。Nevertheless,onscrutinizingherattentively,itwasevidentthatshestillretainedherbeauty。
Amelancholyfold,whichresembledthebeginningofirony,wrinkledherrightcheek。Asforhertoilette,thataerialtoiletteofmuslinandribbons,whichseemedmadeofmirth,offolly,andofmusic,fullofbells,andperfumedwithlilacshadvanishedlikethatbeautifulanddazzlinghoar—frostwhichismistakenfordiamondsinthesunlight;itmeltsandleavesthebranchquiteblack。
Tenmonthshadelapsedsincethe"prettyfarce。"
Whathadtakenplaceduringthosetenmonths?Itcanbedivined。
Afterabandonment,straightenedcircumstances。FantinehadimmediatelylostsightofFavourite,ZephineandDahlia;thebondoncebrokenonthesideofthemen,itwasloosedbetweenthewomen;
theywouldhavebeengreatlyastonishedhadanyonetoldthemafortnightlater,thattheyhadbeenfriends;therenolongerexistedanyreasonforsuchathing。Fantinehadremainedalone。
Thefatherofherchildgone,——alas!suchrupturesareirrevocable,——
shefoundherselfabsolutelyisolated,minusthehabitofworkandplusthetasteforpleasure。DrawnawaybyherliaisonwithTholomyestodisdaintheprettytradewhichsheknew,shehadneglectedtokeephermarketopen;itwasnowclosedtoher。Shehadnoresource。
Fantinebarelyknewhowtoread,anddidnotknowhowtowrite;
inherchildhoodshehadonlybeentaughttosignhername;
shehadapublicletter—writerinditeanepistletoTholomyes,thenasecond,thenathird。Tholomyesrepliedtononeofthem。
Fantineheardthegossipssay,astheylookedatherchild:
"Whotakesthosechildrenseriously!Oneonlyshrugsone’sshouldersoversuchchildren!"ThenshethoughtofTholomyes,whohadshruggedhisshouldersoverhischild,andwhodidnottakethatinnocentbeingseriously;andherheartgrewgloomytowardthatman。
Butwhatwasshetodo?Shenolongerknewtowhomtoapply。
Shehadcommittedafault,butthefoundationofhernature,aswillberemembered,wasmodestyandvirtue。Shewasvaguelyconsciousthatshewasonthevergeoffallingintodistress,andofglidingintoaworsestate。Couragewasnecessary;
shepossessedit,andheldherselffirm。TheideaofreturningtohernativetownofM。surM。occurredtoher。There,someonemightpossiblyknowherandgiveherwork;yes,butitwouldbenecessarytoconcealherfault。Inaconfusedwaysheperceivedthenecessityofaseparationwhichwouldbemorepainfulthanthefirstone。
Herheartcontracted,butshetookherresolution。Fantine,asweshallsee,hadthefiercebraveryoflife。Shehadalreadyvaliantlyrenouncedfinery,haddressedherselfinlinen,andhadputallhersilks,allherornaments,allherribbons,andallherlacesonherdaughter,theonlyvanitywhichwaslefttoher,andaholyoneitwas。Shesoldallthatshehad,whichproducedforhertwohundredfrancs;herlittledebtspaid,shehadonlyabouteightyfrancsleft。Attheageoftwenty—two,onabeautifulspringmorning,shequittedParis,bearingherchildonherback。
Anyonewhohadseenthesetwopasswouldhavehadpityonthem。
Thiswomanhad,inalltheworld,nothingbutherchild,andthechildhad,inalltheworld,noonebutthiswoman。Fantinehadnursedherchild,andthishadtiredherchest,andshecoughedalittle。
WeshallhavenofurtheroccasiontospeakofM。FelixTholomyes。
Letusconfineourselvestosaying,that,twentyyearslater,underKingLouisPhilippe,hewasagreatprovinciallawyer,wealthyandinfluential,awiseelector,andaveryseverejuryman;
hewasstillamanofpleasure。
Towardsthemiddleoftheday,afterhaving,fromtimetotime,forthesakeofrestingherself,travelled,forthreeorfoursousaleague,inwhatwasthenknownasthePetitesVoituresdesEnvironsdeParis,the"littlesuburbancoachservice,"FantinefoundherselfatMontfermeil,inthealleyBoulanger。
AsshepassedtheThenardierhostelry,thetwolittlegirls,blissfulinthemonsterswing,haddazzledherinamanner,andshehadhaltedinfrontofthatvisionofjoy。
Charmsexist。Thesetwolittlegirlswereacharmtothismother。
Shegazedattheminmuchemotion。ThepresenceofangelsisanannouncementofParadise。Shethoughtthat,abovethisinn,shebeheldthemysteriousHEREofProvidence。Thesetwolittlecreatureswereevidentlyhappy。Shegazedatthem,sheadmiredthem,insuchemotionthatatthemomentwhentheirmotherwasrecoveringherbreathbetweentwocoupletsofhersong,shecouldnotrefrainfromaddressingtohertheremarkwhichwehavejustread:——
"Youhavetwoprettychildren,Madame。"
Themostferociouscreaturesaredisarmedbycaressesbestowedontheiryoung。
Themotherraisedherheadandthankedher,andbadethewayfarersitdownonthebenchatthedoor,sheherselfbeingseatedonthethreshold。Thetwowomenbegantochat。
"MynameisMadameThenardier,"saidthemotherofthetwolittlegirls。
"Wekeepthisinn。"
Then,hermindstillrunningonherromance,sheresumedhummingbetweenherteeth:——
"Itmustbeso;Iamaknight,AndIamofftoPalestine。"
ThisMadameThenardierwasasandy—complexionedwoman,thinandangular——
thetypeofthesoldier’swifeinallitsunpleasantness;
andwhatwasodd,withalanguishingair,whichsheowedtoherperusalofromances。Shewasasimpering,butmasculinecreature。
Oldromancesproducethateffectwhenrubbedagainsttheimaginationofcook—shopwoman。Shewasstillyoung;shewasbarelythirty。
Ifthiscrouchingwomanhadstoodupright,herloftystatureandherframeofaperambulatingcolossussuitableforfairs,mighthavefrightenedthetravellerattheoutset,troubledherconfidence,anddisturbedwhatcausedwhatwehavetorelatetovanish。
Apersonwhoisseatedinsteadofstandingerect——destinieshanguponsuchathingasthat。
Thetravellertoldherstory,withslightmodifications。
Thatshewasaworking—woman;thatherhusbandwasdead;
thatherworkinParishadfailedher,andthatshewasonherwaytoseekitelsewhere,inherownnativeparts;thatshehadleftParisthatmorningonfoot;that,asshewascarryingherchild,andfeltfatigued,shehadgotintotheVillemomblecoachwhenshemetit;thatfromVillemombleshehadcometoMontfermeilonfoot;
thatthelittleonehadwalkedalittle,butnotmuch,becauseshewassoyoung,andthatshehadbeenobligedtotakeherup,andthejewelhadfallenasleep。
Atthiswordshebestowedonherdaughterapassionatekiss,whichwokeher。Thechildopenedhereyes,greatblueeyeslikehermother’s,andlookedat——what?Nothing;withthatseriousandsometimessevereairoflittlechildren,whichisamysteryoftheirluminousinnocenceinthepresenceofourtwilightofvirtue。Onewouldsaythattheyfeelthemselvestobeangels,andthattheyknowustobemen。Thenthechildbegantolaugh;
andalthoughthemotherheldfasttoher,sheslippedtothegroundwiththeunconquerableenergyofalittlebeingwhichwishedtorun。
Allatonceshecaughtsightofthetwoothersintheswing,stoppedshort,andputouthertongue,insignofadmiration。
MotherThenardierreleasedherdaughters,madethemdescendfromtheswing,andsaid:——
"Nowamuseyourselves,allthreeofyou。"
Childrenbecomeacquaintedquicklyatthatage,andattheexpirationofaminutethelittleThenardierswereplayingwiththenew—comeratmakingholesintheground,whichwasanimmensepleasure。
Thenew—comerwasverygay;thegoodnessofthemotheriswritteninthegayetyofthechild;shehadseizedascrapofwoodwhichservedherforashovel,andenergeticallydugacavitybigenoughforafly。Thegrave—digger’sbusinessbecomesasubjectforlaughterwhenperformedbyachild。
Thetwowomenpursuedtheirchat。
"Whatisyourlittleone’sname?"
"Cosette。"
ForCosette,readEuphrasie。Thechild’snamewasEuphrasie。
ButoutofEuphrasiethemotherhadmadeCosettebythatsweetandgracefulinstinctofmothersandofthepopulacewhichchangesJosephaintoPepita,andFrancoiseintoSillette。Itisasortofderivativewhichdisarrangesanddisconcertsthewholescienceofetymologists。WehaveknownagrandmotherwhosucceededinturningTheodoreintoGnon。
"Howoldisshe?"
"Sheisgoingonthree。"
"Thatistheageofmyeldest。"
Inthemeantime,thethreelittlegirlsweregroupedinanattitudeofprofoundanxietyandblissfulness;aneventhadhappened;
abigwormhademergedfromtheground,andtheywereafraid;
andtheywereinecstasiesoverit。
Theirradiantbrowstouchedeachother;onewouldhavesaidthattherewerethreeheadsinoneaureole。
"Howeasilychildrengetacquaintedatonce!"exclaimedMotherThenardier;
"onewouldswearthattheywerethreesisters!"
Thisremarkwasprobablythesparkwhichtheothermotherhadbeenwaitingfor。SheseizedtheThenardier’shand,lookedatherfixedly,andsaid:——
"Willyoukeepmychildforme?"
TheThenardiermadeoneofthosemovementsofsurprisewhichsignifyneitherassentnorrefusal。
Cosette’smothercontinued:——
"Yousee,Icannottakemydaughtertothecountry。Myworkwillnotpermitit。Withachildonecanfindnosituation。
Peopleareridiculousinthecountry。ItwasthegoodGodwhocausedmetopassyourinn。WhenIcaughtsightofyourlittleones,sopretty,soclean,andsohappy,itoverwhelmedme。Isaid:
`Hereisagoodmother。Thatisjustthething;thatwillmakethreesisters。’Andthen,itwillnotbelongbeforeIreturn。
Willyoukeepmychildforme?"
"Imustseeaboutit,"repliedtheThenardier。
"Iwillgiveyousixfrancsamonth。"
Hereaman’svoicecalledfromthedepthsofthecook—shop:——
"Notforlessthansevenfrancs。Andsixmonthspaidinadvance。"
"Sixtimessevenmakesforty—two,"saidtheThenardier。
"Iwillgiveit,"saidthemother。
"Andfifteenfrancsinadditionforpreliminaryexpenses,"
addedtheman’svoice。
"Total,fifty—sevenfrancs,"saidMadameThenardier。Andshehummedvaguely,withthesefigures:——
"Itmustbe,saidawarrior。"
"Iwillpayit,"saidthemother。"Ihaveeightyfrancs。Ishallhaveenoughlefttoreachthecountry,bytravellingonfoot。
Ishallearnmoneythere,andassoonasIhavealittleIwillreturnformydarling。"
Theman’svoiceresumed:——
"Thelittleonehasanoutfit?"
"Thatismyhusband,"saidtheThenardier。
"Ofcourseshehasanoutfit,thepoortreasure。——Iunderstoodperfectlythatitwasyourhusband。——Andabeautifuloutfit,too!asenselessoutfit,everythingbythedozen,andsilkgownslikealady。Itishere,inmycarpet—bag。"
"Youmusthanditover,"struckintheman’svoiceagain。
"OfcourseIshallgiveittoyou,"saidthemother。"ItwouldbeveryqueerifIweretoleavemydaughterquitenaked!"
Themaster’sfaceappeared。
"That’sgood,"saidhe。
Thebargainwasconcluded。Themotherpassedthenightattheinn,gaveuphermoneyandleftherchild,fastenedhercarpet—bagoncemore,nowreducedinvolumebytheremovaloftheoutfit,andlighthenceforthandsetoutonthefollowingmorning,intendingtoreturnsoon。Peoplearrangesuchdeparturestranquilly;
buttheyaredespairs!
AneighboroftheThenardiersmetthismotherasshewassettingout,andcamebackwiththeremark:——
"Ihavejustseenawomancryinginthestreetsothatitwasenoughtorendyourheart。"
WhenCosette’smotherhadtakenherdeparture,themansaidtothewoman:——
"Thatwillservetopaymynoteforonehundredandtenfrancswhichfallsdueto—morrow;Ilackedfiftyfrancs。DoyouknowthatIshouldhavehadabailiffandaprotestafterme?
Youplayedthemouse—trapnicelywithyouryoungones。"
"Withoutsuspectingit,"saidthewoman。
CHAPTERII
FIRSTSKETCHOFTWOUNPREPOSSESSINGFIGURES
Themousewhichhadbeencaughtwasapitifulspecimen;butthecatrejoicesevenoveraleanmouse。
WhoweretheseThenardiers?
Letussayawordortwoofthemnow。Wewillcompletethesketchlateron。
Thesebeingsbelongedtothatbastardclasscomposedofcoarsepeoplewhohavebeensuccessful,andofintelligentpeoplewhohavedescendedinthescale,whichisbetweentheclasscalled"middle"
andtheclassdenominatedas"inferior,"andwhichcombinessomeofthedefectsofthesecondwithnearlyallthevicesofthefirst,withoutpossessingthegenerousimpulseoftheworkingmannorthehonestorderofthebourgeois。
Theywereofthosedwarfednatureswhich,ifadullfirechancestowarmthemup,easilybecomemonstrous。Therewasinthewomanasubstratumofthebrute,andinthemanthematerialforablackguard。
Bothweresusceptible,inthehighestdegree,ofthesortofhideousprogresswhichisaccomplishedinthedirectionofevil。Thereexistcrab—likesoulswhicharecontinuallyretreatingtowardsthedarkness,retrogradinginliferatherthanadvancing,employingexperiencetoaugmenttheirdeformity,growingincessantlyworse,andbecomingmoreandmoreimpregnatedwithanever—augmentingblackness。
Thismanandwomanpossessedsuchsouls。
Thenardier,inparticular,wastroublesomeforaphysiognomist。
Onecanonlylookatsomementodistrustthem;foronefeelsthattheyaredarkinbothdirections。Theyareuneasyintherearandthreateninginfront。Thereissomethingoftheunknownaboutthem。
Onecannomoreanswerforwhattheyhavedonethanforwhattheywilldo。Theshadowwhichtheybearintheirglancedenouncesthem。
Frommerelyhearingthemutterawordorseeingthemmakeagesture,oneobtainsaglimpseofsombresecretsintheirpastandofsombremysteriesintheirfuture。
ThisThenardier,ifhehimselfwastobebelieved,hadbeenasoldier——
asergeant,hesaid。Hehadprobablybeenthroughthecampaignof1815,andhadevenconductedhimselfwithtolerablevalor,itwouldseem。
Weshallseelateronhowmuchtruththerewasinthis。Thesignofhishostelrywasinallusiontooneofhisfeatsofarms。
Hehadpaintedithimself;forheknewhowtodoalittleofeverything,andbadly。
Itwasattheepochwhentheancientclassicalromancewhich,afterhavingbeenClelie,wasnolongeranythingbutLodoiska,stillnoble,butevermoreandmorevulgar,havingfallenfromMademoiselledeScuderitoMadameBournon—Malarme,andfromMadamedeLafayettetoMadameBarthelemy—Hadot,wassettingthelovingheartsoftheportressesofParisaflame,andevenravagingthesuburbstosomeextent。
MadameThenardierwasjustintelligentenoughtoreadthissortofbooks。
Shelivedonthem。Inthemshedrownedwhatbrainsshepossessed。
Thishadgivenher,whenveryyoung,andevenalittlelater,asortofpensiveattitudetowardsherhusband,ascampofacertaindepth,aruffianletteredtotheextentofthegrammar,coarseandfineatoneandthesametime,but,sofarassentimentalismwasconcerned,giventotheperusalofPigault—Lebrun,and"inwhatconcernsthesex,"
ashesaidinhisjargon——adownright,unmitigatedlout。Hiswifewastwelveorfifteenyearsyoungerthanhewas。Lateron,whenherhair,arrangedinaromanticallydroopingfashion,begantogrowgray,whentheMagaerabegantobedevelopedfromthePamela,thefemaleThenardierwasnothingbutacoarse,viciouswoman,whohaddabbledinstupidromances。Now,onecannotreadnonsensewithimpunity。
TheresultwasthathereldestdaughterwasnamedEponine;asfortheyounger,thepoorlittlethingcamenearbeingcalledGulnare;
Iknownottowhatdiversion,effectedbyaromanceofDucray—Dumenil,sheowedthefactthatshemerelyborethenameofAzelma。
However,wewillremarkbytheway,everythingwasnotridiculousandsuperficialinthatcuriousepochtowhichwearealluding,andwhichmaybedesignatedastheanarchyofbaptismalnames。
Bythesideofthisromanticelementwhichwehavejustindicatedthereisthesocialsymptom。Itisnotrarefortheneatherd’sboynowadaystobearthenameofArthur,Alfred,orAlphonse,andforthevicomte——iftherearestillanyvicomtes——tobecalledThomas,Pierre,orJacques。Thisdisplacement,whichplacesthe"elegant"nameontheplebeianandtherusticnameonthearistocrat,isnothingelsethananeddyofequality。Theirresistiblepenetrationofthenewinspirationisthereaseverywhereelse。
Beneaththisapparentdiscordthereisagreatandaprofoundthing,——
theFrenchRevolution。
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