Chapter 195 six captured

One of the last days of the second week, Marius was sitting on his bench as usual, holding in his hand a book which had been open for two hours without turning a page.He was suddenly taken aback.A great event happened at the other end of the lane.Mr. Bai and his daughter had just left their bench. The girl took her father's arm, and the two of them walked slowly towards the middle of the path, where Marius was.Marius closed his book hastily, opened it again, and forced himself to read again.He was shaking.The precious light came straight towards him. "Ah! my God!" thought he, "I have no time to strike a pose." Meanwhile the white-haired man and the girl walked forward.It seemed to him that this would last a century, and at the same time it seemed to be over in a second. "What are they doing here?" he asked himself, "what! She's going to walk here! Her feet will tread this sand, and walk this path, two paces from me! "He was flustered badly, how he wished he was a very beautiful man, how he wished he could have a cross.He heard the soft, rhythmic sound of their footsteps coming closer.He thought that Mr. Bai must be staring at him with angry eyes.He thought: "Is this gentleman coming to trouble me?" He buried his head; when he raised it again, they were beside him.The girl went by, looking at him as she went.She looked at him intently with a kind of thoughtful kindness which made Marius tremble from head to toe.It seemed to him that she was reproaching him for not being with her for so many days, and that she was saying to him: "I have to find it." Facing those radiant and unfathomable eyes, Marius said, Feeling flustered and dazed, he was in a daze.

He felt a burning coal in his brain.She actually came to him, what a joy!And how she looked at him!Her appearance was even more beautiful than what he had seen before.Her beauty is a synthesis of feminine beauty and celestial beauty, the perfect beauty that would make Petrarch sing and Dante bow down.He seemed to be traveling in the blue sky.At the same time he felt that it was an accident, and he was very sad because his boots were dusty. No doubt he thought she must have looked at his boots too. He followed her with his eyes until he lost sight of her.He then walked around the park like a madman.It is likely that he laughed alone and talked out loud many times.He was so preoccupied with the nurses with the children that every one of them thought he was in love with him.

He runs out of the park, hoping to meet her in the street. He met Courfeyrac under the corridor of the Odéon, and he said: "I treat you to dinner." They went to Rousseau's and spent six francs.Marius ate like a hungry ghost, and gave the waiter six sous.At the dessert he said to Courfeyrac: "Have you read the newspapers? How beautiful is that speech by Audrey de Biraver!" He has fallen in love to the point of obsession. After dinner, he said to Courfeyrac again: "I invite you to the play." They went to the Porte Saint-Martin to see Frederick's "The Hotel Adérée".Marius watched with delight.

At the same time, he was more shy than usual.When they came out of the theater, a hat-maker was crossing a ditch, and he avoided looking at her garter, when Courfeyrac said: "I would like to have this woman in my collection." Almost sick. The next day, Courfeyrac invited him to lunch at the Café Voltaire.Marius went, eating more than he had the night before.He seemed to have a lot on his mind, but he was also very happy.It was as if he was taking every opportunity to laugh out loud.Someone introduced him to an irrelevant provincial, and he embraced him affectionately.A number of fellow students came and crowded around their tables, and there was some talk about the nonsense paid for by the state to spread from the rostrum of the University of Paris, and then about the errors and loopholes in the various dictionaries and Kishra verse.Marius suddenly interrupted the conversation and shouted: "It will be nice to get a cross!"

"That's ridiculous!" whispered Courfeyrac to Jean Prouvel. "No," replied Jean Prouvel, "it is serious." Serious indeed.Marius was in that thrilling early stage of violent passion. It was all the result of a glance. When the charge is loaded and the kindling is ready, it couldn't be easier.A hope is a spark. It's all over.Marius is in love with a woman.His fate entered into unknown territory. The woman's gaze is like some set of gears, calm in appearance but unstoppable in power.People walk by it peacefully and without incident every day, without doubting that any accidents will happen, and sometimes even forget such things around them.Everyone walked around, thinking wildly, talking and laughing.All of a sudden someone felt caught and it was all over.That gear holds you back, that look hooks you.It hooks you, no matter where and how it hooks you, whether it's hooking a corner of your procrastinating thoughts or your momentary carelessness—you are finished.Your whole body will roll in.A chain of mysterious forces controls you.You struggle, to no avail.Human power is powerless.You'll go from gear to gear, trouble to trouble, pain to pain, you, your spirit, your wealth, your future, your soul, and , it depends on whether you fall into the hands of a man with a fierce temperament or a man with a noble heart. When you come out of this terrible machine in the future, you can only be ashamed and inhuman, or you will be overwhelmed by this violent emotion. A new face has been changed.