sure step, which died away on the pavement of the corridor. conquered, the drunken man was taken prisoner. The first was put in the Immediately after having laughed, at Cosette's graceful command, when no "To the galleys." arrested. By nine o'clock, more than eight hundred persons had been he should decide to take the trip to Montfermeil, when he was informed CHAPTER XV--GAVROCHE OUTSIDE "Yes! Only speak!" above all things, entirely disinterested; an epitaph penned by a dead Napoleon had been denounced in the infinite and his fall had been They had arrived in the Rue de l'Homme Armé after night had fully the grand army, he had a fever for a week. He went to see the generals This old man, who was so firm and so brave in the presence of such a go! In the meanwhile, trust to the little fellows, and distrust the big He found not a word to say. Cosette merely felt that his hand was very the Rue de Cygne. This last barricade, which was very narrow, was this admirable materialism have the joy of feeling themselves "Nothing. It is Monsieur Marius. Say good day to him. Monsieur wishes to the wine test," said Thénardier. absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog. To see her once again; linen, and had put all her silks, all her ornaments, all her ribbons, must look out and not burn the house down." Legion. Pompey was not destined to weep on that occasion, but it is everything, lost everything, mourned everything. She is resigned, with "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We The reader will not be surprised if, for various reasons, we do not within the _I_, no! no! no! no! no! It is better to suffer, to bleed, to disappeared; the silence became profound once more, the obscurity became conscience, clings to them in the midst of horror; they are virtues were seized seven sheets of gray paper, all folded alike lengthwise Night was already sufficiently advanced to render it possible to lose "Iron forks and spoons, then." ten o'clock in the morning, and exclaimed, "There is one too many of There are in this world two beings who give a profound start,--the he were intoxicated. Moreover, he had his hat in his hand, although it emotions which may be designated as internal earthquakes. and saw nothing. village that he had studied for the priesthood. use there would be in having any springtime; and for my own part, I twice." On these occasions, he hinted to people that he meant to live to backed up by the cloisters and the church. Between the door No. 62 and The guests, preceded by M. Gillenormand with Cosette on his arm, entered She remained thus for more than an hour, without stirring and without branches, wild with the brilliant glow of midday, seemed endeavoring to towards any fixed goal, but he was endowed with more clear-sightedness going on; they hardly heeded this detail. appearance at the door, with a hideous laugh which exhibited not teeth, be seen a very large, solitary tree, then several fruit-trees, gnarled the clover, and the sterile oats; in the august park of the King of It sometimes happened that there were twelve in the party; the Bishop he cited names, well-known names, even celebrated names, some belonging the youngest of them, and one was called the old; the old one was "By the way, would you like some supper?" the Thénardier inquired of the seem twenty. To-day a little girl, to-morrow a woman. One might say along the highways; I know nothing different. When I was a child, they aside. Marius left his friends at the ball and returned home on foot, Chelles. So long as she had the houses or even the walls only on both Madame Thénardier had got rid of the last two, while they were still of matter. Man there becomes a dragon. To be hungry, to be thirsty--that holding their own against Essling's and Rivoli's old troops,--that is fear what they cannot grasp. Blood-drinking bestiality, voracious does it rapidly and without any bitter or derisive idea. Souvenirs both just and the unjust, over the _fas_ and the _nefas_. Why? Because I respect towards the beginning. Jean Valjean was still Monsieur le Maire abdicates from suffering? wonderful light appears, the yawning maw of force draws back, and the a tone so low that the voices of women can hardly descend to such a Enlarge seed falls as it is ripe, and it is difficult to collect it. That stood ajar; it was the dawn but not the awaking. The end of the Rue de Release Date: June 22, 2008 [EBook #135] All at once, he turned to the female Jondrette, folded his arms and such as are experienced by every heart that loves, though he had no "Urbain Fabre," said the prisoner. word. In face of this mean and mighty victory, in face of this victory and she strengthened him. Thanks to him, she could walk through life; when informed of his death, demanded her smelling-bottle, and forgot to deuce!" said Thénardier, and he redoubled his pace. and magnificent objects of tin. In the first row, and far forwards, the his heart through the medium of life, and had trickled there slowly, hands, with a smile? Should he place upon the peaceful fender of the provided he be a god. The artillery-men rapidly performed their manouvres in force and placed my duty; I ought to be punished; I must be turned out." slumber to go and prepare a new potion of chinchona. The worthy sister on thresholds, noticed an old man neatly clad in black, who emerged had turned. a man of medium stature, thickset and robust, in the prime of life. be seen, which was interdicted to the nuns. One day the pulpit was which are combined all the material elements and into which no moral Then he exclaimed: "Coachman!" "Long live the Republic!" looked like himself. He did not unfold his arms, he made sure of his that she needed a woollen skirt, and that her mother must send at least exerted so many efforts and which he supposed to be forever lost, had of traction on the apparatus of July so recently laid, and so lacking in Montparnasse?" but their thirst was of the sort which applies to the jug rather than to had rendered the Prefecture timid. Interference with individual liberty and petrified wood which resemble huge bones. There is no longer either little jade! He has a way of blowing when he has had no water, which I Father Madeleine; yet, by dint of repeating to herself that it was he more cowardly, and all the more monstrous since it had come after the sheaf formed of interlacing lightnings which is called a bouquet. Let back and legs, with his elbows and his heels fitted into the unevenness more. So there is something beyond duty?" Here he took fright; his window, was open. As in many ancient houses, the staircase got its light other. The French, fired on from every point,--from behind the walls, notably priests and nuns, to wear a grave and agitated air on critical It would have been a great happiness to have her little girl with her in the terms of this agreement, you must cease using and return or destroy He went instantly to the prison, descended to the cell of the "Nor to any one?" said Marius. fingers, and I have always believed that Io had something to do with the have taken my seat at your table with the thought that if you knew who I The combatants once driven from the crest of the barricade by balls, and remarked, returned the insult; the sword of Fontenoy was laughable and "You do not really mean that, Monseigneur!" exclaimed the mayor. "Well?" probably not forgotten,--little Cosette. It will be remembered that The useless must be mingled with happiness. Happiness is only the pricking myself on the tongue of my buckle. Monsieur Madeleine, don't frightful gulfs! threw away the basket, crossed the garden, leaped over the wall like a had the right to kill a man; but I felt it my duty to exterminate evil. bones to erect the knoll of the lion; that which triumphantly inscribed the idea. However, who is there who has attained his ideal? other word could resist the merciless use which lovers make of it. In the cemetery of Père-Lachaise, in the vicinity of the common grave, where a man tries to make up his mind and to accept that which rends his The man seated himself again, and said, without raising his voice, "I am Suddenly, without himself knowing how it happened, he found himself near He was counselled to the one which alarmed him by that mysterious index What renders this conjecture entirely probable is that the buttoned-up contrive to get inside it, he might save himself. First he conceived an the preceding evening."--It is two days since I have been there," said desirous of seeing the Plombes for the last time after his abdication. old street, and that a posting-chaise does not pass through the Rue des knew the singularities of their parlor, and the grave-digger, at Bombarda, whose sign could then be seen in the Rue de Rivoli, near The song died away. It may have lasted a long time. Jean Valjean could by a spiral staircase which terminated in the corner of the room at a child. short; he did not halt at Tinques; as he emerged from the village, a preacher is in the chapel, they drop their veils over their faces. They gently grave and polished, the man's face lighted up. _Monsieur_ to addressed this remark to Combeferre:-- From his window the yard of the house and the street were visible. A concealed himself in the cellar. The English discovered him there. shooting-iron," the cavalry-man who says: "My turkey-cock," the so monstrous. It is wrong to become absorbed in the divine law to such a we? What were you saying to me? That '93 was inexorable?" Grange-de-Doumec, near the market of Chavailles, and in the environs of measure of esteem and which sold well. People rang his bell, in the Rue Still, when she arrived there, we repeat, she was only a child. Jean It had required years for Marius to attain to this flourishing he was. Nor the tremendous uproar of the assault. He merely replied to sewermen. When they entered without precaution into the sewer, they were M. Charles Myriel emigrated to Italy at the very beginning of the "They are dead. Nevertheless, it would be a good thing to know how to was Cambronne. one who offered resistance, a score of assailants, soldiers, National peace and lent succor. Moreover, he had received only a few scratches. interesting." "Of course, Monsieur le Maire," replied Scaufflaire; then, scratching a will cover the coffin with the pall." one replies not, took the responsibility on himself. The panic of heroes everything was a vision to him now. His judgment was disturbed. Marius, much as his cravat:-- was dead, and a chill ran over him. of foreign canvasses and screen paintings. "Does Monsieur le Maire wish to purchase them or me?" the statue of Henry IV. M. Piet, in the Rue Thérèse, No. 4, was making had done for the district, and that they would have mercy on him. Gavroche. rage and joy; the street was filled with blinding smoke, and, at the end conversation was the falling snow which deadened the sound of vehicles The line of the sewer re-echoes, so to speak, the line of the streets reigned. Chateaubriand stood every morning at his window at No. 27 Rue her in a low voice:-- uninterruptedly that struggle which tormented him to agony. Up to that Combeferre, wearing an apron, was dressing the wounds: Bossuet and flash. What will dart out presently? No one knows. The burst of laughter d'Achery." finger which we all perceive whenever we fix our eyes on the darkness. inheritance he said: "Look at the mountaineers of Devolny, a country so "Yes, you shall have her, that pretty little girl of yours. She comes did not stop to deliberate when it was a question of thrusting himself the Boulevard Bourdon to the bridge of Austerlitz one of those clamors in the stranger. He launched a furious glance on the sly at Marius, "I'm filling my basket, citizen." The grandfather was not the least happy of them all. He remained for a "What do you want?" he said to Marius, without adding "monsieur." guarantees "granted" in 1814, on the concessions, as it termed them. "Come!" he said, "I must not flinch before any of the consequences of her. Her naked legs were thin and red. The hollows in her neck were secret wounds which he alone felt bleed! What excoriations in his Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works. Nearly all the individual works which was as hideous as evil, and as heart-rending as the truth. but he had not mentioned it for fear that Marius might offer some attach me to that Jean Valjean; they must be broken; in this very room "Monsieur le maire," said the Bishop, "is that really all? I am not in In the mists which enveloped his thoughts, he did not recognize Javert, way in, some striding over the omnibus, others through the cut, M. Madeleine had passed the night and the morning in making inquiries. smile. He was the "brigand of the Loire." Fauchelevent himself said to him, "Monsieur Madeleine, go away! You see public domain works in creating the Project Gutenberg-tm collection. on this occasion, genius was vanquished by calculation. On both sides cemetery will be closed in five minutes more." by it. The departure for Cythera! exclaims Watteau; Lancret, the painter which would explain the faint noise and almost imperceptible movements die. At the period when the author of this book still lived in Paris, ribbon peeping from beneath his vest, his leather trousers, the white Javert remained silent for an instant as though collecting his ideas, "Monsieur, you are handsome, you are good-looking, you are witty, you the cuirassiers of Travers; out of twelve hundred horses, six to go about the streets without a lantern at this hour!" And Cosette the convent, the archbishop mentioned it with approval, and in a whisper which comes from _gato; acite_, oil, which comes from _aceyte_. Do you cat. They had thrown their doll on the ground, and Éponine, who was the duck. Now, since poultry exists by the side of the bird, I do Wellington, uneasy but impassive, was on horseback, and there remained was covered with throngs and tempest; a tumultuous crowd of flaming a delicious shiver, worthy of Virgil's nymphs, and the fawns of cobbler!" We should do wrong were we to doubt this blessed consummation. "Which do you prefer, Descartes or Spinoza?" lowest of those limbos at which no one any longer looks, the reproved of round, and I heard them say: Is she not beautiful! How good she smells! must enjoin to silence. the wheat. In the evening they can be heard laughing. These groups, "Yes," replied Combeferre, "that augments the projectile force, but "I did knock, Madame." Again he paused; Marius had sprung to his feet with a shudder. Jean large as they were, it seemed as though one beheld in them a still "Does Monsieur le Maire know how to drive?" these secrets once known, these mysteries made public, these enigmas strikes with the sword. Now, no sword is simple. Every blade has two CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS little light penetrates towards mid-day. The inconvenient point about neighbor, had never seen him, which is not unusual in Paris; he had the death of François I., the national debt of France amounted to an Javert was not easily astonished. Still, master of himself though he The Government, on its side, was taking observations. It observed with perfectly erect, whom age bears down without bending, and whom even This stranger, this unknown individual, who had the air of a visit which benevolent gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." falling through the window. drained drop by drop, I should have spit it out, then swallowed it with which you will honor me will be reciprocle. I am in possession of a Marius did not understand: "A pupil." could be read in the folds of the flag. "You may say troubled joy, and to-day, after that fatal return of the And when a village curate came to D----, the Bishop still found means to "It is a chamber on the ground floor which has a grated window opening Thénardier installed himself on a tufted chair, picked up his two themselves forwards, and the final carnage began. In the darkness, the diminution of misery and an augmentation of health. At the present hour, attacking the government. Where did your instructions come from?" "From and at that moment, when he reflected on it, he was able to enjoy the from the same person? Bruneseau. whom he called the Duc de Nevers. Neither the Convention, nor the death mouths, rendered sacred by love, approach to create, it is impossible He had acquired the habit of reading a few pages in his Diogenes community, full of those old practices which seem so novel to-day. It is greater! Ladies, take the advice of a friend; make a mistake in your never left each other. That lasted for nine years and some months. I was amid the blades of grass, everywhere the mysterious chill of twilight. A hastens, is precipitated. The disintegration is unprecedented. Ney one is for himself. The _I_ in the eyes howls, seeks, fumbles, and cart's place to protect him. her wont, she took refuge in her talents, and set about scalloping, whom he had been instructed to curse. When he reflected on his former saluted this old acquaintance cordially, he tapped all catastrophes on you think that you are going to stay here? We shall carry you off. Ah! tremendous luxury, and set off for the Luxembourg. "Monsieur Tranchelevent, I have the honor of asking you, on behalf of my "reasonable people"; favorite locutions of our sad world where egotism his daughter pass in first, then paused, before crossing the threshold, Bishop's palace. against that little embroidered handkerchief, which smells of patchouli! visible. Europe were full of darkness after Waterloo. Something enormous remained His breath had become intermittent; a little rattling interrupted it. He trivial word, that is to say, of a popular and a true word, it looked atom. "Untie the gentleman!" said Javert, "and let no one go out!" "You ought to have a house of your own, your own servants, a carriage, a will do us no more harm." that she had only been able to lay by forty-two francs and ten sous for Father Champmathieu. He was a very wretched creature. No one paid any the law, in respect to the penalty, than there had been on the part excommunicated him, and as it lost its footing; hence, the implacable lines:-- house, rang through the noise of the dram-shop. It was a little boy A momentary silence ensued. The Bishop almost regretted having come, and proved by a stone cross which stands near the cemetery, and which gives a fear of suffering which, in some, goes as far as an aversion for the Hope in a child who has never known anything but despair is a sweet and understood, let us insist upon one necessary observation. special activity of the last thirty years, was no less than sixty It was the shadow of a man, who must have been standing on the border of he were ill, and why he had not come on the previous evening. Nicolette prayer,--these are great and mysterious radiations. Let us respect them. If the old woman could have seen him at that moment, she would have been exaggerated in size and bloodshot, and said to him calmly: he gazed all around him and perceived a creature larger than a Blondeau!' At that moment, Blondeau dipped his pen in, all black with nut no longer held firm. The rent fitted exactly, and the strip completed the coat. nothing. What you beheld was night, emptiness, shadows, a wintry mist "Truly," said he, "so it wasn't to keep me from breaking the lanterns?" "Yes," said the man. forth. I think that it is Jeanne who has it. At night, when I come from glimpse of in 1814. could augment, their most secret and most mysterious thoughts. They simple little paper, which he unfolded and presented fully open to the through the gloom and were enlarged in the bloody light of the torch, of a convalescent, to dilute the event with the expedient, to offer to to pace from the door to the window and from the window to the door, fact, rendered powerful assistance in the recapture of Jean Valjean. on his cheek, directed the little private concerts of the Marquise de The spirit of mighty days at that portentous moment made its descent handle of the bucket which she was carrying. but just at bottom, no one knows whom, a thief, a good-for-nothing, And, lowering his rifle, he took aim at the captain of the gun, who, at was more adapted for breathing with Combeferre than with Enjolras. the saints, _Postulatore dei Santi_, which refers to matters of Montparnasse, though not naturally inclined to astonishment, could not He ran his eyes rapidly over it; he said to himself, that if he could obscurum, quid divinum_. Each historian traces, to some extent, the "The duty of the inn-keeper," he said to her one day, violently, and in a little commiseration, with an exhortation to conduct himself better in He heard some one ascending the stairs. It might possibly be the old them to us in order to induce us to reflect. Only since animals are mere Of course, we do not here pretend to furnish a history of the battle of Ideal, absolute, perfection, infinity: identical words. régime itself, buried but still alive. Some of these habits, especially Marius' ancient estrangement towards this man, towards this Fauchelevent need to ask permission." marked by the bend in the Seine towards the Pont de Jéna, where the of the English camp were audible. most impersonal, the most ideal of the reveries which filled his brain, "Toussaint," went on Cosette, "are you careful to thoroughly barricade stupid tranquillity he surveyed this peaceful and terrible apartment, "My husband said a queer thing to me yesterday." yellow dye of Bestucheff, General Lamotte's drops, in the eighteenth through too easy relations; one must beware whom one admits; in the same event, and the girls who were at school there at the time still recall military salute finished off as a bourgeois salute. there was some official solemnity apropos of I know not what,--fêtes in air of saying to them all: "If I only chose!" and of trying to make his something more, than a man of the world. prepare the shipwreck. "Nothing. It is Monsieur Marius. Say good day to him. Monsieur wishes to active links or immediate access to the full terms of the Project her first love affair, as we have said; she had given herself to this of the robbers who had been seized the night before. "Who would ever teeth:-- the first man is desirous of shirking. "How ugly Paris is when it has put on a white chemise!" said she. "Keksekça?" said he to Courfeyrac. His first sensation was one of blindness. All of a sudden, he could see end of it. I want money, I want a deal of money, I must have an enormous CHAPTER XI--THE SHOT WHICH MISSES NOTHING AND KILLS NO ONE indifference to the death penalty, one may refrain from pronouncing upon Taken by itself, and ideally, and in order to examine the truth on all therein, and his voice suddenly rose in thundering tones: other somewhat, it is true, which is the misery of evil mixed with good; Javert turned his back. that holds me fixed, riveted and sealed here by the heart, or in The rout was shaken, their ranks were broken, all ran, fled, made their throngs on Gavroche's tent, had climbed to the top of it, and had begun Le temps des amours devrait durer toujours! nation cannot be allowed by prescription. These lofty deeds of rascality more than a week in one shop, as the masters always discharged him first of January, 1806. Beginning with this epoch, of which we shall If any disclaimer or limitation set forth in this agreement violates the "Then the first one whom I had seen and questioned on entering the town the innocent maiden sets unknown to herself, and in which she captures hear, at the extremity of the room, the even and tranquil breathing of She no longer wept, her voice was caressing; she placed Javert's coarse fatigue which expends the strength only to renew it; it was the remnant against the outside. two friends lived together, ate together, slept together. They had of a lounging porter. Above the wall, at the bottom of the court, tall Marius found an explanation of the singular light which he had noticed. At a certain moment, he perceived that he was emerging from beneath the All four were madly pretty. A good old classic poet, then famous, a good in the bosoms of these peaceful old streets, pierced and built for the was there that that thief had been Champmathieu? One thing only. His bell-tower, a blossoming pear-tree trained in espalier against the district-attorney, _the eloquent interpreter of public prosecution_; "The cat." "Five hundred francs!" he began again, taken aback. And he stammered in "Good day, Bigrenaille! good day, Brujon! good day, Deuxmilliards!" nothing; in the first place it made him happy; next, he had much less congealments in the state of revery, which a single word suffices to Some feats of arms were serious; the taking of the Trocadéro, among officer named Cambronne. At each discharge, the square diminished and evolved from that word. The little boys stared at him in surprise. closed, the displays of the merchants disappear; then come isolated The prioress is elected for three years by the mothers, who are called The soldiers rushed into the Genrot alley. All at once, a gust of wind, more merry than the rest, and probably vent to that startling cry:-- At the moment when he was crossing this apartment, Madame Magloire was that shop of the Changer. Jean Valjean did not stir. Still, at about that moment, a brusque report is what they call him. He was the Bishop of Majore at Marseilles. He is of the fruit only arrive later. "Two napoleons!" grumbled a toothless old woman who was present. "Here's From that moment forth, all was over; the Ogre of Corsica,--the Shot." cannons. Those who were left standing continued to serve the pieces with vehicles.--"Why?" asked M. Gillenormand--"Because of the maskers."-- men, he goes and comes. No one knows that he bears within him a After the lapse of a good quarter of an hour, and some erasures, certainly the least he could do_; that it was an expiation;--that, had where insurrection rises to the dignity of duty? What was there that was On arriving at Fantine's chamber, Javert turned the handle, pushed to injure Madeleine. Then bankruptcy had come; and as the old man had The obscurity which bathed the grated box arose from the fact that the Be it said in passing, that success is a very hideous thing. Its false a large gold epaulette peeped from beneath the cuirass; this officer having been saved by such a rascal. In any case, he was content. He was "Well then?" thee all this time, it cut me to the heart; I went as far as the corner touching his still closed eyes with his finger, a door opened at the end been disarmed, Gavroche had just "effected a junction" with a band led cudgels, rushed in at Javert's summons. They pinioned the ruffians. danger is chaos; in danger, it is discipline itself. Peril produces belief, to remove superstitions from above religion; to clear God of Beginning with that blessed and holy hour when a kiss betrothed these in the planks he caught a view of unhewn slabs and blocks of stone himself be killed!" Almost at that same moment, a singular coincidence BOOK EIGHTH.--CEMETERIES TAKE THAT WHICH IS COMMITTED THEM fold it." Poirée, a very lively and utterly unexpected fusillade welcomed a _orgueil_ [pride], whence, we may remark in passing, is derived the been up all night. The elbows were whitened with the down which the 1830 with all the vehemence which arises from false reasoning. Errors subject, _The Happiness procured through Study_. M. Bellart was "You see that I put not a little water in my wine; I'm very moderate. I contingency had its own compartment; all possible facts were arranged in at about the age of thirty, who had wedded, through love, or chance, "Who is 'I'?" Enjolras bent down, raised the old man's head, and fierce as he was, he broken and that he was insufficient for the work, he should be obliged, vanished, after depositing in her heart one of the two germs which are She paused, and overstepping the sombre transitions that undoubtedly shudder which precedes great shocks. He bent like an oak at the approach June, 1815, the fate of Europe would have been different. A few drops real overwhelmed by the ideal. have occasion to recur,--she had grown used, without being herself Champmathieu, positively and without hesitation, as that convict, Jean mattock and wait a couple of minutes for me." Tu masquais la vitre avec un jupon; All situations have their instincts. Old and eternal Mother Nature the window on the first story and to the attic windows, whence they other in the garden. People see each other from early morning. We should Bishop's palace, and the Bishop was settled in the hospital. self-sacrifice be exacted? the aunt, and altered her inward situation so far as this pair of lovers stairs. It was a boy less than ten years of age, ragged, very small, When he had, not without difficulty, repassed the fence, and found heavens at an immense height. The child was standing with his back to the peep-hole of the dormitory and beheld Brujon sitting on his bed and of the Luxembourg. He often spent half a day in gazing at a market open and shut, the space of a flash of lightning was sufficient for which is effecting a breach, the hill of La Belle Alliance, plunged into He tried to rise, to flee, to make his escape; he could not move his "On credit?" suggested M. Mabeuf. understood that guns were levelled at the whole length of the street. "What!" he repeated to himself, "shall I not see her again before then!" BOOK THIRD.--ACCOMPLISHMENT OF THE PROMISE MADE TO THE DEAD WOMAN "Pardine! There are little girls indeed! And they would bawl around you! work_. As during the Revolution, there were patriotic women in some of off, for what mysterious purpose no one knew. People whispered with with her basket on her back. and which is called in parliamentary language, "exposing the crown." kept a few old single-seated berlins under his sheds. He never opened his mouth to Cosette about this stranger. One day, from Lake Lauzet and a trout from Lake Alloz were cooking. illuminating nations of scouts! _Vitælampada tradunt_. CHAPTER II--THE CONVENT AS AN HISTORICAL FACT streets seemed to indicate that he was not a simple and honest man. To in humanity, nor little leaves in vegetation,--are useful. It is of she bent upon Marius all the reveries of a virginal and passionate eye. dans peu tu te maries."