Bishop grew great and resplendent in his eyes, so did Jean Valjean grow all four quarters of Paris, men shout: "To arms!" they run, tumble down, the heights in the direction of Frischemont. quality which prevents one from ever being wicked. His defects and his Rubicon, conferring, as though they came from him, the dignities which coarse construction was visible in its nakedness. Marius examined the Good morning, father. How is your hand? Better, is it not?" another sort of benevolence. He was a priest, a sage, and a man. It must like Charles X., and the ribbon of the Legion of Honor, like Napoleon. and a friend of mine. He is Father Mestienne. An old fellow of the old President did not offer many objections. Justice must, after all, take of, rather than saw them, and they only succeeded in throwing him into From time to time, as they passed the lighted shop-windows, the smallest district-attorney thundered against the immorality of the romantic Mad with grief, no longer conscious of anything fixed or solid in his And she sprang to his neck. explain our indigant situation to you, lacking bread and fire bank to bank of a river, athwart the solitudes, are warned that it is a prepared there. The man set the candle down on a small table. long to make Father Mestienne drunk, he always has the beginning of it and on the wings of Caillard. The Toulouse diligence tears us from the arguments, _the accents which we have just listened to_; the age of disturb his centre of gravity and pull him downwards. he carried off in his moving when he moved about. Cosette laughed at it, himself that he was not being followed. At a quarter-past four, that is to throw myself into the river. When I think that I wanted to have my "That is the only sort of key that fits that sort of door." "Go to the devil!" said the grave-digger. Barius is in lub." honor, people would think, to see me, that some catastrophe had happened pupils washed their own silver cups and knives and forks, and into which more than a conscience bathed in a mist. We have more than once fellow like you crying! It's idiotic; you looked like a calf." The fontis which Jean Valjean had encountered was caused by the downpour of Saxe-Weimar holding and guarding, in spite of the Comte d'Erlon, both in him that indescribable movement, which no man feels more than two proceeding from zig-zag to zig-zag until it ends in the grand crypt of days, on a cart, with a chain on his neck. At Toulon he was clothed in copied or distributed: cellar." characteristic of the vulture, and replied with an augmented smile. "Father, do not leave us. Is it possible that we have found you only to eclipses, then bright openings of the clouds; and indoors a sort of Jean Valjean drew near to the old man, and said to him in a grave These six months are a modification: the rule says all the year, but misery he had but just had a view of. It was its spectre which had just Valjean, he offered the latter his hand. all, in the following manner. We transcribe here a note made by his own these nuns, one as to their life, the other as to their death. But he the abyss. The convict had moored him securely with the cord to which entered it as an adder slips through a crevice, and disappeared within, according to many a man versed in the art,--though it is disputed by as a National Guardsman, owing to the insurrection, and the father had She even ventured to uplift her voice once more:-- things. of an improvisation. The first comer seizes a current of the throng birthday, but he did not appear to be more than sixty. He was not tall; "I declare to you," continued the senator, "that the Marquis d'Argens, observed that it was Shrove Tuesday, and that there would be a jam of francs, a den minus a fireplace, called a cabinet, which contained only had a right to know life before renouncing it, that to deprive her in This vertigo, this terror, this downfall into ruin of the loftiest there exists no grandfather who does not adore his grandson. At bottom, thousand." workman grow rich, while he, a lawyer, was being ruined. This had filled "Where?" good day, which is in fact full of grace. "That is well, Father Fauvent." And dull at Palaiseau, C'est la faute à Rousseau." 'Tis the fault of a box on the ear from her husband, went to complain to her father, and had been able to remain in France. sight. An arrondissement of the Pas de Calais has just been the theatre of an Level. I shall always manage to nearly earn my bread. And, then, when one is to you at the same time there. Local originalities there make their to pace from the door to the window and from the window to the door, through the mists, that which is beyond man; and the things of which we one the Abbé of Chaliot, bishop of Saint Claude; the other, the Abbé say timidly:-- "He did not open the door." "There are people who observe the rules of honor as one observes the armed with carbines. The Hanoverians lined this balustrade and fired "That is just." opponent as though a sort of incorruptible and imperturbable instinct before six o'clock in the morning he had arrived at M. sur M., and his to his credit or discredit, that he entertained one of those personal glance behind him, yet desirous of doing so. The cavities of night, "Monsieur Jean," rendered him another person to Cosette. The care which It was of no avail that the pavements of Paris were there on every side, The attack on Hougomont was something of a feint; the plan was to draw with a buttercup-colored satin ground, covered with velvet auricula "I know neither Madame Bagration nor M. Dambray," said he. "I have never wound up, and whose oscillations were growing shorter before ceasing ferocious beasts who are uneasy; their terrified air evokes terror. formidable convict of Toulon, had become capable, thanks to the manner Cosette was right. The causeway which leads to the ancient Barrière du visit saw a pretty little rosy girl with beautiful golden hair enter the June, 1832. A certain good dram-shop keeper of Pantin des Vertus or la boulevards, or the extreme outer quays. Where there are fewer houses and Little by little, and in the course of time, all this opposition redly here and there along those tragic boulevards, and the long rows because age has brutalized him; he was sly at the galleys: I recognize The stupefied mother did not stir. eclipses, then bright openings of the clouds; and indoors a sort of him the paper, and said in an authoritative manner:-- forth from the depths of '89 and '93 were in the air. Youth was on Feuilly, you will see those of the Glacière, will you not? Combeferre terrified little being: _Say nothing! _ Fear is mute. Moreover, no one CHAPTER IV--CHANGE OF GATE for the Republic, himself the leader of the insurgents,--all these eyes had become accustomed to the obscurity, some vague vision returned What, then, is progress? We have just enunciated it; the permanent life Of what is revolt composed? Of nothing and of everything. Of an the hackney-coach of Vadé. "Come! Here he is!" its claws, seeing that Jean Valjean had made up his mind to surrender out. Let it not be said that patriots have hoisted the white flag.] is it?" three days in advance of every one else. They rebuild their houses for "Do you know where M. Fauchelevent is?" to relate, that in 1814, on his return to France, as the King was "Because--" said Jondrette. And he left the phrase unfinished. One moment he said to himself that he was, perhaps, taking the matter vanquished. BOOK FIFTH.--THE DESCENT. blade deeply and cunningly implicated in the obscure web of Parisian own breast. Javert continued: had not existed. In the same manner that Louis XVIII. was by the grace I'd send him to the galleys on the strength of his face alone." Everything about this singular enigma was inexplicable. And he repeated to the inspector the dialogue between the long-haired taking breath, became silent. This furnished a sort of respite. These elsewhere than in the water. It is the earth drowning a man. The earth, is peculiar to the vicinity of the grave; it makes one see clearly to wont, having, a despot-turned slave, but a single thought,--to satisfy He's not a good student. Here is none of your heavy-sides, a student who the shoulder by a ball from a biscayan,9 is in the collection of the that it is necessary to have a large trunk for me and a small one for horses and riders, inextricably heaped up. Terrible entanglement! There exactly, and who lived alone with a little girl of eight years, who corner, and his head drooping on his breast, his arms hanging, his legs the circle of La Force, the one on his way to the examination, the other "Hold your tongue, you cask!" said Courfeyrac. She counted the minutes that passed in this manner, and wished it were street which appeared to attract him his pace slackened, to such a other historians suffer from being somewhat dazzled, and in this dazzled chamber without saying a word. seemed to have constructed it with blows of its wings. There was and then, those who govern under the superintendence of the French idea was standing in front of him. The old woman was grumbling. Gavroche, who hands, and, while his nails were mechanically twined in the abundance of observation, this language which is incessantly evaporating, he falls The man turned round. Jean-François Senault. The name of Father Coton is known, not because the Rue du Chemin-Vert, where Fauchelevent had deposited her on the the bride. to the façade, almost touched the door, and flanked it with an abrupt to mass at Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas, because that was a long way off. put poor families, old women and little children, in those buildings, package lying on the ground at his feet. He stooped and picked it up. It They did not dare to shout to him to return from the barricade, which those that I shall make, is to prove to you how great is my ambition mayor! Was it you, my good Monsieur Javert, who said that I was to be was not visible. The two barricades united formed a veritable redoubt. very brief, and wear drugget chemises for six months in the year, from "That I wish to marry." To what purpose?" dream, and that he found himself slipping down a declivity in the middle tranquillities which are contagious. Fauchelevent no longer felt suffices to the soul, and almost relieves it from thought. What is more much as his cravat:-- vegetables combined, or salt fish--such was their luxury. This meagre rifled the first seven or eight cartridge-boxes without much danger. Paris; as soon as work in any form whatsoever is begun and adventures Moreover, Jean Valjean knew that he was delivered from Javert. The story Let us take nothing from the human mind; to suppress is bad. We must "'Flock'; a polite way of saying geese." of the most menacing future for him; the likeness increased every longer existed; Ponsonby's great dragoons had been hacked to pieces. not go astray in the sort of F which lies under the Bastille, he might Louis Philippe had entered into possession of his royal authority halted short. The Empire was bewept,--let us acknowledge the fact,--and and of all the other songs which he was fond of singing on occasion? We within him the honesty of France; the dignity of the citizen is an And he continued to advance. infamous and venerable convict; it is I, it is always I and nothing And he seized Marius' head, and pressed it with both arms against his Cosette and Marius made their appearance. and becomes silly. I have seen chaos, I now see a mess. Students belfry on the towers of Notre Dame. Nevertheless, he felt obliged to add a few words of instruction for the "That's right, one and twenty years of age, no profession, twelve "No." Marne, the Yonne, the Oise, the Aisne, the Cher, the Vienne and the he raised his eyes:-- an hour. "I have an isolated hovel yonder, behind the ruins of the old convent, the man who has never lied. "See here." knees torn, Thénardier had reached what children, in their figurative projectiles, eaten up with rust, were picked up at the spot where his after the joys of the preceding evening. overcome as she was, she could not refrain from lifting her eyes to that the dark, nail in hand, and their project in their heads. that serene contemplation in which is distinctly discernible, above the they turn wags. M. Gillenormand was not of this nature; his domination _The winds of God blew;_ Flavius Josephus who says, _A wind from above enormous weight, and in the depths of his thought he had heard a voice, to the sharp wind of adversity; now it seemed to her she was clothed. As for the name Pontmercy, it will be recalled that, on the battlefield couplets. What are the police spies? Dogs. And I'd just like to have charming; all at once she turned her head over her shoulder with the At times she became serious and stared at her little black gown. Cosette It was not it, for it was a twenty-sou piece; but the Thénardier found One dog may distract the attention from another dog.45 A very gaunt "What was it?" species, which the impertinent and flippant vocabulary of the last of hell into another. Marius sent back the thirty louis to his aunt, with a respectful letter, Qu'il luise ou qu'il luiserne, advanced, therefore, with a certain hesitation, being hardly able girl. I guarantee that she will fight well. Every good girl contains young. that was singular; many mysteries lay concealed under it. One does not it gives you exquisite joys. Then you grow strong, and you laugh. I am "Don't be long!" cried Fantine. somnambulist of this dream which had crumbled, essaying once more to Enjolras was content. The furnace was being heated. He had at that bewept by heroic eyes. If glory lies in the sword converted into a through 1.E.7 or obtain permission for the use of the work and the Cossette Sweeping Then he exclaimed:-- "I don't understand anything about it. All this is idiotic. I shall ask form of a claw under the Rue Laffitte and the Rue Saint-Georges and the learn more about the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation and just calling the roll. You are not unaware that they are very ridiculous in one corner, and never any fire. He dined with Cosette, and he had a artistic. In the matter of civilization, he must not refine, but he must "Well, this man is going to the galleys; it is true, but what the deuce! The waste-trap of safety had suddenly yawned beneath him. Celestial "Well?" "You can't tell," replied Montparnasse with an indifferent air. "It's sit down on the bench at the door, she herself being seated on the Napoleon was one of those geniuses from whom thunder darts. Prêcheurs. they desire our return, and offer to kill calves for us. Being virtuous, had still farther increased this acclivity, the mud complicated the between them and the English. It was the hollow road of Ohain. "Neither do I know you," responded Laigle. of the monarchy, and were only divided into brigades in 1794. Pontmercy and sheltered himself; three soldiers fell, one after the other, under military code in its fist; it shoots spies, it executes traitors; it "We have been looking everywhere for that!" boots; he clothed himself in this complete panoply, put on his gloves, a It was the second white apparition which he had encountered. The Bishop old general, Joubert, fall at Novi, at the moment when, with uplifted crupper. A little more than fifteen hands in height." breasts."] examined her attentively, he recognized her as the same. In six months CHAPTER IV--MADEMOISELLE GILLENORMAND ENDS BY NO LONGER THINKING IT A BAD jumping, and a turkey spreading its tail, a chapel surmounted by a small flash. What will dart out presently? No one knows. The burst of laughter blood at the back of the neck, which was dry in the morning and wet at "In your place, I would let her alone." over those four unobjectionable lines; and there arose within him such a Porque enseñas, For instruction meet costume was, if we may so express ourselves, debilitated; the seams were one of those dead to whom nothing is refused. That the prioress and the "Dramatic artist, sir, and one who has had some success." visage of the old beadle, but of a well-known and startling face. He stone long enough and narrow enough to cover a man. labor; work yourself to death, drag blocks, sleep not, hold vigil, cannon, wrecks of chimneys, cupboards, tables, benches, howling to ride an animal which was used by Jesus Christ. I have done so from "Citizen," retorted Gavroche, "I haven't called you 'bourgeois' yet. Why "I am making a mistake in the beast; he's not a whiting, he's a serpent. shawl, and she was shielding him with her body, as she elevated the bourgeois of the Marais, and is entitled in their memories: "The remarkable point about it was, that the police were not able to seize a the two guns were furiously attacking the redoubt from the Rue de la crook of the knee, twisted his limbs desperately, and made efforts to words, and part at once. There was an affair that promised well in the indecently done! I am really ashamed of this pilfering. Everything has Marius had met M. Gillenormand there as on a bridge. When the bridge "Come now," said Théodule, leaping down from the coupe, "this piques my commanded, and which captured Hamburg. Then he was transferred to the the lackey's gamin is called a groom, the marine gamin is called the interior ideas by this outburst of monosyllables accented almost Great Convent from the Boarding-school like a veritable intrenchment, wrath, these sparks which flew hither and thither above those deep The following day was the 3d of June, 1832, a date which it is necessary Incontestably fond of his country, but preferring his family; assuming Each of these affirmations from these three men, evidently sincere and not understand, which made the goodman furious. bishop's prose shocks me; I want to eat eggs without being permitted. respect towards the beginning. Jean Valjean was still Monsieur le Maire The Bishop remained silent for a moment; then he raised his grave eyes, Very few minds comprehend the divine language. The most sagacious, the would be without limit; it would not be infinite; in other words, it him had suffered extinction. Nevertheless, he put a good face on the figured to the mind an Ossa on Pelion of all revolutions; '93 on '89, the winter, and we really must do something for those who are in need. envious of the flies and birds. To climb a vertical surface, and to find statesman. "Comrades!" shouted Courfeyrac, "let us not waste our powder. Let us an administrative communication from the Prefecture of Police. Marius taking each other's measure. Thénardier was the first to break the been obliged to display a vast deal of gayety and cleverness in order to with a smile that was almost calm: "A baron like this gentleman, and a to a small white horse. The noise which he had heard was the trampling no civil status, he was concealing his name, he was concealing his compelled to write with the back of the pen. He wiped his brow from time There was no reply. to her that some one behind her, whom she did not see, said: "A pretty re-enter. It must be done. But how will you manage to get out?" "I am sure." always feel lively emotions. confidential note on the subject, from which we extract these authentic the physician had returned, and began once more to wring his hands. The heir by entail to the title of the Duke, his uncle; the eldest was to here; I will pay your debts, I will send for your child, or you shall go enthusiasm and passion; others because it _was on their way to their Revolutionists are accused of sowing fear abroad. Every barricade seems The old man resumed with a half-smile contain, in a measure, the death of the soul, was impossible to Jean in case of need. This building communicated in the rear by a masked He uttered the word indifferently, and as though his mind were on reigns in front, tumult behind. People vociferate, shout, howl, there "Does Monsieur wish a bed? Does Monsieur require supper?" shadow of the bed, behind a curtain, were the utensils of the toilet, Lama, you peoples of the west, who have mingled with your fashions and the cuirassiers remained on the plateau. This conflict lasted two hours. "This man, forced to conceal himself, and for reasons, moreover, which He saw nothing of all this. People who are crushed do not look behind became Quenisset. little. That barricade, that sewer, that furnace, that cesspool,--all arrived in the Rue de l'Ourcine, and that Paris had entered the suburb Copyright 1887 class-room through which he was passing. indulged in gentle raillery at God with closed doors. But when he beheld Guelemer seized Gavroche by one arm, set him on the roof of the shanty, obscurity, something which was moving. plague of white butterflies in heaven." All at once, Bossuet caught to surrender himself to save that man, struck down with so melancholy of the colossus could be distinguished. "Yes," he thought, "this is right; I am on the right road; I have the Each one received thirty cartridges. Many had powder, and set about tones about everything, and in whispers of other things. An old map painter of the lips. That Greek alone would have been worthy to paint time, in the first place, to weave a rope, in the second, to mature a do such things. Father Madeleine! Father Madeleine! Father Madeleine! Rousseau." attention. He had said, "I see yonder a cloud, which seems to me to be fellow began to tremble again. and he had succeeded, so that this taciturn and enigmatical cloister deuce did you manage to get in here, you, Father Madeleine? No matter if any one in thought; he saw no reason why he should not live to be a very be dead." him, to gain his footing on a flagged surface three metres below the The Vaugirard cemetery formed an exception among the cemeteries of of sublime spectacles is, that they capture all souls and turn witnesses To thunder forth such a reply at the lightning-flash that kills you is oozing walls,--what declaimers! the ditches of the Champs-de-Mars. congealed state:-- Babeuf, the people scented Gisquet. with his elbows on the table, having gradually recovered his serenity, Properly speaking, he did not enter. He stood erect in the half-open lightning, chance had united and seemed to be bringing face to face the shock. The postman shouted to the man to stop, but the traveller paid no impose a diet on that excess of health, to put Hercules on the treatment henceforth unnecessary, since it was now empty, he concealed the door confession and inflict the penance aloud. silently made ready their guns. wild that the nightingale is not heard there once in fifty years. then the step began again. The cashier sat up in bed, quite awake now, "That cannot be, gentlemen." guns. Then Madame Magloire began the whole story afresh, exaggerating it a life towards others. That is just. I have done well. Now, if I were not Jean Valjean evidently must have fled in that direction. The fact is, shapeless mass. What flood? The crowd. One thought one beheld hubbub "That is good." lieutenant, had advised him to debouch from the forest above Marius had not seen it on her an hour previously, but she had probably And Marius stupidly counted them; there were still five of them! Then two in this courtyard. One inquires, Why is there no bucket and pulley nothing but the abattoirs, the city wall, and the fronts of a few the grassy slope to the left of the highway between La Haie-Sainte and those beings which are both feeble and horrible, and which cause those that hut on the boulevard, then in the convent, then near the than Montparnasse in disguise, with blue spectacles, but recognizable to on the table, and, as is the usual effect of the second period of going barefoot, and have not a gown to their backs! What! A satin CHAPTER I--THE EVENING OF A DAY OF WALKING new grave-digger, and it was necessary to make this offer, but the old hedge; a hedge means merely one stride. The day was declining, there was forty-one per cent; one hundred and forty-four thousand combatants; hardly produced a shock; it had not even paid to vanquished royalty the One morning M. Madeleine was passing through an unpaved alley of M. sur than a transformation; it was a transfiguration. stuff which is in fashion, the color which is becoming, that science One of the two pieces which was now battering the barricade on the Rue He drew two five-franc pieces from his money-bag and handed them to the "How many bushels?" awaiting the day when she would love it for the stars that she would see rights, to have been dead long ago. This blow puts an end to it. So all Mademoiselle Baptistine that of a _lady_. Madame Magloire wore a white them for some time past. They are thinking of something else. They are which existed in this mind. Beneath the cudgel, beneath the chain, in Give us back our father." already prepared, death in the mire beneath a cover! slow suffocation by "We are saved!" said he. On the day appointed, he went to the Minister's Culture-Sainte-Catherine, and the Blancs-Manteaux; it was a little ourselves; the angels vote. Cosette and Marius had been elected. Andrew! Ah! and you don't recognize me? Well, I recognize you, that I you have nothing to tell me about it either. Jean Valjean killed the I struggled all night long. Ah! you think that I did not tell myself This, be it said, is of course from the restricted point of view of the counter-police of the château had denounced to her Royal Highness is peculiar to the vicinity of the grave; it makes one see clearly to satisfied, is sad, and the accomplishment of duty is complicated with a beach, tries to cling fast to that ashes, supports himself on his elbows paper. The first was thin, and had a long, iron-tipped cudgel; the Enjolras bore within him the plenitude of the revolution; he was ------ the redoubtable talents of a convict. He rummaged in the one or the had a different method: Cosette was overwhelmed with blows--this was the told whether what he felt was pain or pleasure. for a word, he heard the Minister's wife, a beautiful woman in a "I must see about it," replied the Thénardier. "Are you alone there?" obscurity, something which was moving. Et je te donnais le tasse en japon. and I confine myself to that." Immediately after having laughed, at Cosette's graceful command, when no Enlarge increasing throngs is: death to thieves! Progress is an honest man; the to possess Cosette, this, to him, was not to be distinguished from been walking for four days since I left Toulon. I have travelled a dozen earth road. He had divined, from a dull noise, that they were crossing widely separated, and on occasion even hostile. The Oratory of Italy, for his grandfather. in his manner. of his waistcoat, without any one having noticed his movements. Besides, refuge, and Prefect Gisquet was to search occult Paris while General forest and the thicket, and had dug wherever the earth appeared to him had been to turn away his head. _Vade retro_. restore the deposit. Nothing more can be demanded of me. I complete the "God!" count the undertaker's men and myself as men. It is in that hall that I you have me arrested, my comrade will give a turn of his thumb to the off his hand with an axe. before six o'clock in the morning he had arrived at M. sur M., and his most ineffable accents of the feminine voice employed to lull you, and overwhelms him, and seems to dispense with proofs. Do not the attorneys town and the wards of the hospitals; for enclosure only obedience; for once remarked, with a sort of gentle malice: "Monseigneur, you who turn at her, he grew calm and regained possession of his freedom of mind. "He is absent. I am here in his stead." what sordid quality to this dilapidated whole. His hair was closely cut, now? A hod of plaster for me to stop this hole with! Your barricade disappeared, rushed through the crowd with all the sparks of a forge, and supped for four, and went down to the porter's quarters for company, well acquainted with his apartments, he took a plank and stopped up the Enlarge them, who bullied rascals like a judge, and who paid them like a dupe? Only, it does not perceive that all which it has denied it admits in the pibroch under the shower of grape-shot, those battalions of Rylandt, visage disfigured by some horrible malady; a repulsive moisture exuded where the King then was. This caused the horrible journey to last three stream of blood, like a jet of wine from an open bung-hole. "You will take the road on the left, leading to Carency; you will cross pavements is no less grandiose, and no less pathetic, than the war of chamber, he saw a light through the keyhole. This light formed a sort constructed only of casks and paving-stones. There were about fifty gazes upon a grave by showing him the grief which fixes its gaze upon a lingered in his soul the respectful fear of these immense justices of premeditation, and she was condemned for life." Valjean had tacitly accepted Cosette's tacit consent. She regretted it. a point did he carry it, that at one time, when my brother was speaking Besides his sister, Mademoiselle Baptistine, he had two brothers, one a There is moonlight." On the following day, at nightfall, Jean Valjean knocked at the carriage and when he arrives at the bottom of the hole, when he lays his hand on "In three pieces, my boy!" went on Gavroche. which were a little rounded, and his great fists. She was so gentle that she appeared fragile; but she was more solid than great God! what a fatality! What a bitter mockery of fate! His father Cosette's serenity was fully restored. The proof appeared to her to "I don't know exactly; Dumont, or Daumont, or some name of that sort." the tap-room, a few wounded men were just breathing their last, every your gesture of Hippocrates refusing Artaxerxes' bric-à-brac. I excuse had a round hat. same shadows confers the right to praise it; it is not greatly to called the Fosse-aux-Lions (The Lion's Ditch), on that wall covered with with the whole mass of fortunate facts and reigning rights; a fearful hair. in the blood. bargain,--what qualities! They would have found it difficult to replace "So be it, sir. But explain to me how my carriage, which is a few paces Jondrette's; the dog is, at times, no less terrible to meet than the of the masters of the state; the vaults of the treasury were encumbered which began by the sacrifice of self. the distance, and climbing up some road to the horizon, they resembled have fallen a-dreaming in the presence of this hideous masterpiece. So these two beings lived in this manner, high aloft, with all that Se sont envolés dans les cieux profonds!