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When"hisUrsule,"afterhavingreachedtheendofthewalk,retracedherstepswithM。Leblanc,andpassedinfrontofthebenchonwhichMariushadseatedhimselfoncemore,Mariusdartedasullenandferociousglanceather。Theyounggirlgavewaytothatslightstraighteningupwithabackwardmovement,accompaniedbyaraisingoftheeyelids,whichsignifies:"Well,whatisthematter?"
Thiswas"theirfirstquarrel。"
Mariushadhardlymadethissceneatherwithhiseyes,whensomeonecrossedthewalk。Itwasaveteran,verymuchbent,extremelywrinkled,andpale,inauniformoftheLouisXV。
pattern,bearingonhisbreastthelittleovalplaqueofredcloth,withthecrossedswords,thesoldier’scrossofSaint—Louis,andadorned,inaddition,withacoat—sleeve,whichhadnoarmwithinit,withasilverchinandawoodenleg。Mariusthoughtheperceivedthatthismanhadanextremelywellsatisfiedair。
Itevenstruckhimthattheagedcynic,ashehobbledalongpasthim,addressedtohimaveryfraternalandverymerrywink,asthoughsomechancehadcreatedanunderstandingbetweenthem,andasthoughtheyhadsharedsomepieceofgoodlucktogether。
WhatdidthatrelicofMarsmeanbybeingsocontented?Whathadpassedbetweenthatwoodenlegandtheother?Mariusreachedaparoxysmofjealousy。——"Perhapshewasthere!"hesaidtohimself;
"perhapshesaw!"——Andhefeltadesiretoexterminatetheveteran。
Withtheaidoftime,allpointsgrowdull。Marius’wrathagainst"Ursule,"justandlegitimateasitwas,passedoff。Hefinallypardonedher;butthiscosthimagreateffort;hesulkedforthreedays。
Nevertheless,inspiteofallthis,andbecauseofallthis,hispassionaugmentedandgrewtomadness。
CHAPTERIX
ECLIPSE
ThereaderhasjustseenhowMariusdiscovered,orthoughtthathediscovered,thatShewasnamedUrsule。
Appetitegrowswithloving。ToknowthathernamewasUrsulewasagreatdeal;itwasverylittle。Inthreeorfourweeks,Mariushaddevouredthisbliss。Hewantedanother。Hewantedtoknowwhereshelived。
Hehadcommittedhisfirstblunder,byfallingintotheambushofthebenchbytheGladiator。Hehadcommittedasecond,bynotremainingattheLuxembourgwhenM。Leblanccamethitheralone。
Henowcommittedathird,andanimmenseone。Hefollowed"Ursule。"
ShelivedintheRuedel’Ouest,inthemostunfrequentedspot,inanew,three—storyhouse,ofmodestappearance。
Fromthatmomentforth,MariusaddedtohishappinessofseeingherattheLuxembourgthehappinessoffollowingherhome。
Hishungerwasincreasing。Heknewherfirstname,atleast,acharmingname,agenuinewoman’sname;heknewwhereshelived;
hewantedtoknowwhoshewas。
Oneevening,afterhehadfollowedthemtotheirdwelling,andhadseenthemdisappearthroughthecarriagegate,heenteredintheirtrainandsaidboldlytotheporter:——
"Isthatthegentlemanwholivesonthefirstfloor,whohasjustcomein?"
"No,"repliedtheporter。"Heisthegentlemanonthethirdfloor。"
Anotherstepgained。ThissuccessemboldenedMarius。
"Onthefront?"heasked。
"Parbleu!"saidtheporter,"thehouseisonlybuiltonthestreet。"
"Andwhatisthatgentleman’sbusiness?"beganMariusagain。
"Heisagentlemanofproperty,sir。Averykindmanwhodoesgoodtotheunfortunate,thoughnotrichhimself。"
"Whatishisname?"resumedMarius。
Theporterraisedhisheadandsaid:——
"Areyouapolicespy,sir?"
Mariuswentoffquiteabashed,butdelighted。Hewasgettingon。
"Good,"thoughthe,"IknowthathernameisUrsule,thatsheisthedaughterofagentlemanwholivesonhisincome,andthatshelivesthere,onthethirdfloor,intheRuedel’Ouest。"
Onthefollowingday,M。LeblancandhisdaughtermadeonlyaverybriefstayintheLuxembourg;theywentawaywhileitwasstillbroaddaylight。MariusfollowedthemtotheRuedel’Ouest,ashehadtakenupthehabitofdoing。OnarrivingatthecarriageentranceM。Leblancmadehisdaughterpassinfirst,thenpaused,beforecrossingthethreshold,andstaredintentlyatMarius。
OnthenextdaytheydidnotcometotheLuxembourg。Mariuswaitedforthemalldayinvain。
Atnightfall,hewenttotheRuedel’Ouest,andsawalightinthewindowsofthethirdstory。
Hewalkedaboutbeneaththewindowsuntilthelightwasextinguished。
Thenextday,nooneattheLuxembourg。Mariuswaitedallday,thenwentanddidsentineldutyundertheirwindows。Thiscarriedhimontoteno’clockintheevening。
Hisdinnertookcareofitself。Fevernourishesthesickman,andlovethelover。
Hespentaweekinthismanner。M。LeblancnolongerappearedattheLuxembourg。
Mariusindulgedinmelancholyconjectures;hedarednotwatchtheportecochereduringtheday;hecontentedhimselfwithgoingatnighttogazeupontheredlightofthewindows。Attimeshesawshadowsflitacrossthem,andhisheartbegantobeat。
Ontheeighthday,whenhearrivedunderthewindows,therewasnolightinthem。
"Hello!"hesaid,"thelampisnotlightedyet。Butitisdark。
Cantheyhavegoneout?"Hewaiteduntilteno’clock。Untilmidnight。
Untiloneinthemorning。Notalightappearedinthewindowsofthethirdstory,andnooneenteredthehouse。
Hewentawayinaverygloomyframeofmind。
Onthemorrow,——forheonlyexistedfrommorrowtomorrow,therewas,sotospeak,noto—dayforhim,——onthemorrow,hefoundnooneattheLuxembourg;hehadexpectedthis。Atdusk,hewenttothehouse。
Nolightinthewindows;theshadesweredrawn;thethirdfloorwastotallydark。
Mariusrappedattheportecochere,entered,andsaidtotheporter:——
"Thegentlemanonthethirdfloor?"
"Hasmovedaway,"repliedtheporter。
Mariusreeledandsaidfeebly:——
"Howlongago?"
"Yesterday。"
"Whereishelivingnow?"
"Idon’tknowanythingaboutit。"
"Sohehasnotlefthisnewaddress?"
"No。"
Andtheporter,raisinghiseyes,recognizedMarius。
"Come!Soit’syou!"saidhe;"butyouaredecidedlyaspythen?"
BOOKSEVENTH。——PATRONMINETTE
CHAPTERI
MINESANDMINERS
Humansocietiesallhavewhatiscalledintheatricalparlance,athirdlowerfloor。Thesocialsoiliseverywhereundermined,sometimesforgood,sometimesforevil。Theseworksaresuperposedoneupontheother。Therearesuperiorminesandinferiormines。
Thereisatopandabottominthisobscuresub—soil,whichsometimesgiveswaybeneathcivilization,andwhichourindifferenceandheedlessnesstrampleunderfoot。TheEncyclopedia,inthelastcentury,wasaminethatwasalmostopentothesky。Theshades,thosesombrehatchersofprimitiveChristianity,onlyawaitedanopportunitytobringaboutanexplosionundertheCaesarsandtoinundatethehumanracewithlight。Forinthesacredshadowstherelieslatentlight。
Volcanoesarefullofashadowthatiscapableofflashingforth。
Everyformbeginsbybeingnight。Thecatacombs,inwhichthefirstmasswassaid,werenotalonethecellarofRome,theywerethevaultsoftheworld。
Beneaththesocialconstruction,thatcomplicatedmarvelofastructure,thereareexcavationsofallsorts。Thereisthereligiousmine,thephilosophicalmine,theeconomicmine,therevolutionarymine。
Suchandsuchapick—axewiththeidea,suchapickwithciphers。
Suchanotherwithwrath。Peoplehailandanswereachotherfromonecatacombtoanother。Utopiastravelaboutunderground,inthepipes。
Theretheybranchoutineverydirection。Theysometimesmeet,andfraternizethere。Jean—JacqueslendshispicktoDiogenes,wholendshimhislantern。Sometimestheyenterintocombatthere。
CalvinseizesSociniusbythehair。Butnothingarrestsnorinterruptsthetensionofalltheseenergiestowardthegoal,andthevast,simultaneousactivity,whichgoesandcomes,mounts,descends,andmountsagainintheseobscurities,andwhichimmenseunknownswarmingslowlytransformsthetopandthebottomandtheinsideandtheoutside。Societyhardlyevensuspectsthisdiggingwhichleavesitssurfaceintactandchangesitsbowels。Thereareasmanydifferentsubterraneanstagesastherearevaryingworks,asthereareextractions。Whatemergesfromthesedeepexcavations?
Thefuture。
Thedeeperonegoes,themoremysteriousarethetoilers。
Theworkisgood,uptoadegreewhichthesocialphilosophiesareabletorecognize;beyondthatdegreeitisdoubtfulandmixed;
lowerdown,itbecomesterrible。Atacertaindepth,theexcavationsarenolongerpenetrablebythespiritofcivilization,thelimitbreathablebymanhasbeenpassed;abeginningofmonstersispossible。
Thedescendingscaleisastrangeone;andeachoneoftherungsofthisladdercorrespondstoastagewherephilosophycanfindfoothold,andwhereoneencountersoneoftheseworkmen,sometimesdivine,sometimesmisshapen。BelowJohnHuss,thereisLuther;belowLuther,thereisDescartes;belowDescartes,thereisVoltaire;belowVoltaire,thereisCondorcet;belowCondorcet,thereisRobespierre;
belowRobespierre,thereisMarat;belowMaratthereisBabeuf。
Andsoitgoeson。Lowerdown,confusedly,atthelimitwhichseparatestheindistinctfromtheinvisible,oneperceivesothergloomymen,whoperhapsdonotexistasyet。Themenofyesterdayarespectres;
thoseofto—morrowareforms。Theeyeofthespiritdistinguishesthembutobscurely。Theembryonicworkofthefutureisoneofthevisionsofphilosophy。
Aworldinlimbo,inthestateoffoetus,whatanunheard—ofspectre!
Saint—Simon,Owen,Fourier,aretherealso,inlateralgalleries。
Surely,althoughadivineandinvisiblechainunknowntothemselves,bindstogetherallthesesubterraneanpioneerswho,almostalways,thinkthemselvesisolated,andwhoarenotso,theirworksvarygreatly,andthelightofsomecontrastswiththeblazeofothers。Thefirstareparadisiacal,thelastaretragic。Nevertheless,whatevermaybethecontrast,allthesetoilers,fromthehighesttothemostnocturnal,fromthewisesttothemostfoolish,possessonelikeness,andthisisit:disinterestedness。MaratforgetshimselflikeJesus。
Theythrowthemselvesononeside,theyomitthemselves,theythinknotofthemselves。Theyhaveaglance,andthatglanceseekstheabsolute。Thefirsthasthewholeheavensinhiseyes;thelast,enigmaticalthoughhemaybe,hasstill,beneathhiseyelids,thepalebeamoftheinfinite。Veneratetheman,whoeverhemaybe,whohasthissign——thestarryeye。
Theshadowyeyeistheothersign。
Withit,evilcommences。Reflectandtrembleinthepresenceofanyonewhohasnoglanceatall。Thesocialorderhasitsblackminers。
Thereisapointwheredepthistantamounttoburial,andwherelightbecomesextinct。
Belowallthesemineswhichwehavejustmentioned,belowallthesegalleries,belowthiswholeimmense,subterranean,venoussystemofprogressandutopia,muchfurtheronintheearth,muchlowerthanMarat,lowerthanBabeuf,lower,muchlower,andwithoutanyconnectionwiththeupperlevels,thereliesthelastmine。
Aformidablespot。Thisiswhatwehavedesignatedastheletroisiemedessous。Itisthegraveofshadows。Itisthecellaroftheblind。Inferi。
Thiscommunicateswiththeabyss。
CHAPTERII
THELOWESTDEPTHS
Theredisinterestednessvanishes。Thedemonisvaguelyoutlined;
eachoneisforhimself。The_I_intheeyeshowls,seeks,fumbles,andgnaws。ThesocialUgolinoisinthisgulf。
Thewildspectreswhoroaminthisgrave,almostbeasts,almostphantoms,arenotoccupiedwithuniversalprogress;theyareignorantbothoftheideaandoftheword;theytakenothoughtforanythingbutthesatisfactionoftheirindividualdesires。
Theyarealmostunconscious,andthereexistswithinthemasortofterribleobliteration。Theyhavetwomothers,bothstep—mothers,ignoranceandmisery。Theyhaveaguide,necessity;andforallformsofsatisfaction,appetite。Theyarebrutallyvoracious,thatistosay,ferocious,notafterthefashionofthetyrant,butafterthefashionofthetiger。Fromsufferingthesespectrespasstocrime;fatalaffiliation,dizzycreation,logicofdarkness。
Thatwhichcrawlsinthesocialthirdlowerlevelisnolongercomplaintstifledbytheabsolute;itistheprotestofmatter。
Mantherebecomesadragon。Tobehungry,tobethirsty——thatisthepointofdeparture;tobeSatan——thatisthepointreached。
FromthatvaultLacenaireemerges。
Wehavejustseen,inBookFourth,oneofthecompartmentsoftheuppermine,ofthegreatpolitical,revolutionary,andphilosophicalexcavation。There,aswehavejustsaid,allispure,noble,dignified,honest。There,assuredly,onemightbemisled;
buterrorisworthyofvenerationthere,sothoroughlydoesitimplyheroism。Theworkthereeffected,takenasawholehasaname:Progress。
Themomenthasnowcomewhenwemusttakealookatotherdepths,hideousdepths。Thereexistsbeneathsociety,weinsistuponthispoint,andtherewillexist,untilthatdaywhenignoranceshallbedissipated,thegreatcavernofevil。
Thiscavernisbelowall,andisthefoeofall。Itishatred,withoutexception。Thiscavernknowsnophilosophers;itsdaggerhasnevercutapen。Itsblacknesshasnoconnectionwiththesublimeblacknessoftheinkstand。Neverhavethefingersofnightwhichcontractbeneaththisstiflingceiling,turnedtheleavesofabooknorunfoldedanewspaper。BabeufisaspeculatortoCartouche;
MaratisanaristocrattoSchinderhannes。Thiscavernhasforitsobjectthedestructionofeverything。
Ofeverything。Includingtheuppersuperiormines,whichitexecrates。
Itnotonlyundermines,initshideousswarming,theactualsocialorder;
itunderminesphilosophy,itundermineshumanthought,itunderminescivilization,itunderminesrevolution,itunderminesprogress。
Itsnameissimplytheft,prostitution,murder,assassination。
Itisdarkness,anditdesireschaos。Itsvaultisformedofignorance。
Alltheothers,thoseaboveit,havebutoneobject——tosuppressit。
Itistothispointthatphilosophyandprogresstend,withalltheirorganssimultaneously,bytheirameliorationofthereal,aswellasbytheircontemplationoftheabsolute。DestroythecavernIgnoranceandyoudestroythelairCrime。
Letuscondense,inafewwords,apartofwhatwehavejustwritten。
Theonlysocialperilisdarkness。
Humanityisidentity。Allmenaremadeofthesameclay。
Thereisnodifference,herebelow,atleast,inpredestination。
Thesameshadowinfront,thesamefleshinthepresent,thesameashesafterwards。Butignorance,mingledwiththehumanpaste,blackensit。Thisincurableblacknesstakespossessionoftheinteriorofamanandisthereconvertedintoevil。
CHAPTERIII
BABET,GUEULEMER,CLAQUESOUS,ANDMONTPARNASSE
Aquartetteofruffians,Claquesous,Gueulemer,Babet,andMontparnassegovernedthethirdlowerfloorofParis,from1830to1835。
GueulemerwasaHerculesofnodefinedposition。ForhislairhehadtheseweroftheArche—Marion。Hewassixfeethigh,hispectoralmuscleswereofmarble,hisbicepsofbrass,hisbreathwasthatofacavern,historsothatofacolossus,hisheadthatofabird。OnethoughtonebeheldtheFarneseHerculescladinducktrousersandacottonvelvetwaistcoat。Gueulemer,builtafterthissculpturalfashion,mighthavesubduedmonsters;hehadfounditmoreexpeditioustobeone。Alowbrow,largetemples,lessthanfortyyearsofage,butwithcrow’s—feet,harsh,shorthair,cheekslikeabrush,abeardlikethatofawildboar;thereadercanseethemanbeforehim。
Hismusclescalledforwork,hisstupiditywouldhavenoneofit。
Hewasagreat,idleforce。Hewasanassassinthroughcoolness。
Hewasthoughttobeacreole。Hehad,probably,somewhattodowithMarshalBrune,havingbeenaporteratAvignonin1815。
Afterthisstage,hehadturnedruffian。
ThediaphaneityofBabetcontrastedwiththegrossnessofGueulemer。
Babetwasthinandlearned。Hewastransparentbutimpenetrable。
Daylightwasvisiblethroughhisbones,butnothingthroughhiseyes。
Hedeclaredthathewasachemist。Hehadbeenajackofalltrades。
HehadplayedinvaudevilleatSaint—Mihiel。Hewasamanofpurpose,afinetalker,whounderlinedhissmilesandaccentuatedhisgestures。
Hisoccupationconsistedinselling,intheopenair,plasterbustsandportraitsof"theheadoftheState。"Inadditiontothis,heextractedteeth。Hehadexhibitedphenomenaatfairs,andhehadownedaboothwithatrumpetandthisposter:
"Babet,DentalArtist,MemberoftheAcademies,makesphysicalexperimentsonmetalsandmetalloids,extractsteeth,undertakesstumpsabandonedbyhisbrotherpractitioners。Price:onetooth,onefranc,fiftycentimes;twoteeth,twofrancs;threeteeth,twofrancs,fifty。Takeadvantageofthisopportunity。"
ThisTakeadvantageofthisopportunitymeant:Haveasmanyteethextractedaspossible。Hehadbeenmarriedandhadhadchildren。
Hedidnotknowwhathadbecomeofhiswifeandchildren。Hehadlostthemasoneloseshishandkerchief。Babetreadthepapers,astrikingexceptionintheworldtowhichhebelonged。Oneday,attheperiodwhenhehadhisfamilywithhiminhisboothonwheels,hehadreadintheMessager,thatawomanhadjustgivenbirthtoachild,whowasdoingwell,andhadacalf’smuzzle,andheexclaimed:
"There’safortune!mywifehasnotthewittopresentmewithachildlikethat!"
Lateronhehadabandonedeverything,inorderto"undertakeParis。"
Thiswashisexpression。
WhowasClaquesous?Hewasnight。Hewaiteduntiltheskywasdaubedwithblack,beforeheshowedhimself。Atnightfallheemergedfromtheholewhitherhereturnedbeforedaylight。Wherewasthishole?
Nooneknew。Heonlyaddressedhisaccomplicesinthemostabsolutedarkness,andwithhisbackturnedtothem。WashisnameClaquesous?
Certainlynot。Ifacandlewasbrought,heputonamask。
Hewasaventriloquist。Babetsaid:"Claquesousisanocturnefortwovoices。"Claquesouswasvague,terrible,andaroamer。
Noonewassurewhetherhehadaname,Claquesousbeingasobriquet;
nonewassurethathehadavoice,ashisstomachspokemorefrequentlythanhisvoice;noonewassurethathehadaface,ashewasneverseenwithouthismask。Hedisappearedasthoughhehadvanishedintothinair;whenheappeared,itwasasthoughhesprangfromtheearth。
AlugubriousbeingwasMontparnasse。Montparnassewasachild;
lessthantwentyyearsofage,withahandsomeface,lipslikecherries,charmingblackhair,thebrilliantli
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