Chapter 207 Thief eye born in five days

Marius had been living in poverty, hardship, and even pain for five years, and he suddenly found that he hadn't realized what a real miserable life was.The real miserable life, he just saw it.That was the ghost that had just passed before his eyes.It is nothing to see the misery of men, but the misery of women; it is nothing to see the misery of women, but the misery of children. When a man reaches the end of his life, he is also hopeless.It is the defenseless people around him who suffer!Job, wages, bread, fire, courage, perseverance, all at once were gone from him.The light of the sun seems to have been extinguished outside him, and the light of the spirit is also extinguished within him. In the darkness, a man encounters the weakness of women and children, and brutally forces them to commit dirty deeds.

So anything outrageous is possible.Despair is bounded by flimsy partitions, each of which is followed by evil and crime. Health, youth, dignity, immature and holy body hair and skin, shameful mood unwilling to be humiliated, virginity, innocence, this layer of veil of the soul, all suffered from this hand that groped for a way out and contented itself with filth when it encountered filth. The heinous ravages.Parents, children, brothers, sisters, men, women, and girls, almost like a mineral structure, mingled and cling to each other in this filthy pool of sex, blood, age, infamy, and innocence.Back to back, they crouched in a black hole of fate.They looked at each other sadly.Ah, these unfortunate people!How pale their faces are!How cold it is on them!They seem to live on a planet farther from the sun than we are.

It seemed to Marius that the girl had been sent from a ghost. She showed him a completely different and ugly side of the dark world. Marius almost reproached himself for being so obsessed with his children, that he had never, until now, even glanced at his neighbour.To pay the rent for them was a mechanical act which any one could do, but Marius should have done better.how!There is only a wall between him and the few poor people who live in the dark and cut off from the life of the public. He lives next to them. If human beings are compared to chains, then he, It can be said that this is the last link they have come into contact with among human beings. He heard them living beside him, it should be said, breathing beside him, but he turned a blind eye to them!Every day, every hour, through the wall, he heard them walking back and forth, talking, and he turned a deaf ear!When they were talking, there were moans and weeping, but he was indifferent!His thoughts are elsewhere, in visions, in impossibly sweet dreams, in ethereal loves, in delusions, but there is a people who, from Jesus Christ, are his brothers, from the people Said, and he is a fellow brother, and these people are struggling desperately beside him!A desperate struggle to the death!He is even a factor in their suffering, aggravating their suffering.For if they had had another neighbour, a less foolish and more caring neighbor, a common man willing to do good, obviously their poverty would have been noticed, the signs of distress would have been noticed, and they might have had Take care, out of the woods!Of course they look shameless, corrupt, dirty, even hateful, but it is rare to fall without being depraved, and moreover the unfortunate and the shameless are often at some point confounded and added. The last catchphrase, the deadly one: Scoundrel, whose fault is it?Besides, shouldn't the rescue be more powerful the deeper the sinking?

Marius reprimanded himself in this way—for Marius, like all truly honest people, often takes the position of educator and reproaches himself too much—looking at him and Jondrette. The wall that separates a family, as if his pitiful eyes can pass through the partition to warm the poor.The walls are a thin layer of plaster applied to the narrow strips and beams, and, as we have said, allow the voices of speech and every voice to be perfectly audible in the next room.Only a dreamer with his eyes open, like Marius, would not notice it for a long time.There was no paper on the walls, either on the Jondrette side or on the Marius side, leaving the rough structure bare.Marius, almost unconsciously, carefully studied this compartment, and dreams can sometimes be studied, observed, and conjectured like thoughts.He stood up suddenly, and he had just discovered that there was a triangular hole on it, near the ceiling, a gap formed by three wooden bars.The plaster that blocked this gap has peeled off, and a person standing on the chest of drawers can see through the hole into Jondrette's shabby house.Kind people have and should have curiosity.This hole happens to be a thief's eye.It is permissible to help others by looking at others' misfortunes with a thief's eye.Marius thought: "Why don't you go and see this family, and see how they are."

He jumped up on the chest of drawers, put his eyes close to the hole, and looked at the next door.