Les Misérables by Victor Hugo

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Chapter 4: Marius

Nine years pass, Valjean and Cosette are living in the Rue Plumet in Paris,in a house with a big garden.

It is a quiet street and nobody comes there.

This pleases Valjean, because he is still afraid of Inspector Javert.

Cosette is now a young woman.

She is tall with golden brown hair.

She is beautiful, but there are many beautiful faces in the world.

The wonderful thing about Cosette's face is her smile, a slow warm gentle smile like sunlight after rain.

And now, we must meet Marius and his young friend Gavroche.

Marius is a student, a young man with many ideas but no money.

Paris is full of young men like this.

Marius has a grandfather, his father is dead,

But he does not talk to him, their political ideas are very different.

At 17, he leaves home with 30 francs, his watch and a small bag of clothes.

Now five years older, he lives with other students, and they talk all night about books and ideas, politics and government, life and death.

All students are like this.

They live for ideas and do a little work here and there when they need to.

Gavroche is a child of the Paris streets.

He is 11 or 12 years old, and wears a man's trousers and a woman's shirt.

A kind woman gave these clothes to him.

He lives on the streets, knows everybody,goes everywhere, and enjoys life.

Well, why not? He knows no other life, only this one.

Marius loved walking through the streets and gardens of Paris, and he often walked in the Luxembourg Garden.

One day in the garden, he saw a man with a young girl.

The man was about 60, and the girl, Marius thought, was about 17.

He did not see her eyes, but he saw her golden-brown hair and her slow gentle smile.

He walked past them once and did not look back, but he came to the Luxembourg the next day, and the day after that.

And for the next five days, the man and the girl were always there.

He could not stop looking at the girl.

He wanted very much to see that smile, smile again.

On the seventh day, the girl turned her head and looked at Marius.

She looked into his eyes across the garden, and that look went like a bullet from a gun into Marius's heart.

There were no words, but at once Marius knew, and the girl knew this was love.

Life stopped for Marius then.

He spent hours in the Luxembourg.

And every time he saw her, the sun came out and all the birds in the garden began singing.

But the man began to look at Marius too, and his face was not friendly.

Marius was afraid and he went to Gavroche.

“Gavroche, please, you must help me.”

“Why? What's the matter? Monsieur Marius.”

“There's a girl, Gavroche. She walks in the Luxembourg every day. I want you to follow her home, and tell me the address.”

“Why don't you follow her? I am busy.” said Gavroche.

“I'm afraid to,” said Marius, “her father,grandfather, I don't know, is watching me. He doesn't like me.”

“Why is this important? Monsieur Marius.” Gavroche said.

“He had a big smile on his face. Because I'min love,” shouted Marius, “Please, Gavroche, do it.”

Gavroche ran away laughing.

Two days later, he came to Marius's rooms,Rue plume.

He said, “House at the end of the street,hard to find, you need to look for it.”

Spring came and Cosette began to go out into the garden at Rue Plume.

She was usually alone.

Her old servant Toussaint was always in the kitchen, and Father Jean Valjean was in his room reading.

Cosette was sad.

She remembered the young man in the Luxembourg Garden, but Father no longer wanted to go there.

But that evening, in the Rue Plume Garden something very wonderful happened.

She heard a voice, a man's voice.

She looked round and it was him.

“I'm so sorry,” he said, “please don't be afraid. I just wanted to… You remember the Luxembourg Garden? I saw you therefor the first time, I can't forget you day and night, I think about you. Please don't be afraid, you see, I love you. It just happened to me, I can't stop it. Don't be afraid, please.”

Cosette listened to this wonderful river of words and then held out her hand to him.

He took her hand, and she pulled it to her and put it against her heart.

“Then, you love me?”he said.

“Of course, you know that.”

A kiss, no words.

They did not need words.

Later words came, the story of his life, the story of her life, everything between lovers, everything is interesting.

When they were done with words,Cosette put her head on Marius's shoulder and asked, “what is your name?”

“My name is Marius, and yours?”

“Cosette.”

Every evening, they met secretly in the garden at Rue Plume.

A kiss, a gentle laugh, whispered words of love.

It was the spring and summer of their young lives.

But around them, outside their garden, there was change.

There were angry people, there were police and soldiers on the streets of Paris.

And one day, Jean Valjean said to Cosette, “My dearest child, we live in dangerous times. We must leave France and go to England.”

Cosette looked at him with frightened eyes.

“Must we go, father?” She said.

Valjean watched her face.

“We must,” he said, “Get ready to leave very soon.”

There was a change in Cosette.

Valjean remembered the young man in the Luxembourg Garden and he looked at Cosette's beautiful young face.

He was afraid, afraid of losing his dear daughter.

That evening in the Rue Plume Garden, there were many unhappy tears.

“But you must follow us to England,” cried Cosette.

“How can I do that?” cried Marius, “I have no money, no passport. Even England to me is like the moon.”

They held hands in the moonlight.

“Listen, I have an idea,” Marius said slowly,“Wait two days, perhaps.”

“Two days?” cried Cosette, “How can I live two days without you?”

翻译

第四章：马吕斯

九年过去了，冉阿让和珂赛特住在巴黎的普吕梅街，那是一栋带大花园的房子。
这是一条安静的街道，鲜有人至。
这让冉阿让感到安心，因为他依然对沙威警长心存畏惧。
如今的珂赛特已经长成了一个年轻女子。
她身材高挑，留着一头金棕色的头发。
她很美，但这世上美丽的容颜并不少见。
珂赛特脸上最动人的，是她的微笑——那是一种缓慢、温暖、轻柔的微笑，宛如雨后初晴的阳光。
现在，我们该认识一下马吕斯和他的年轻朋友加夫罗什了。
马吕斯是个学生，一个满脑子想法却身无分文的年轻人。
巴黎满大街都是这样的年轻人。
马吕斯有个祖父，他的父亲已经去世了。
但他和祖父互不说话，因为他们的政治理念截然不同。
十七岁那年，他带着30法郎、一块怀表和一小包衣服离家出走。
如今五年过去了，他和一群学生住在一起，他们整夜整夜地谈论书籍与思想、政治与政府、生与死。
所有的学生都是这样。
他们为理想而活，只在缺钱的时候才偶尔去打点零工。
加夫罗什是个在巴黎街头长大的野孩子。
他十一二岁，穿着一条男人的裤子和一件女人的衬衫。
这是一位好心的女士给他的衣服。
他风餐露宿，认识所有人，哪儿都敢去，而且非常享受这样的生活。
是啊，为什么不呢？除了这种生活，他什么也没经历过。
马吕斯喜欢漫步在巴黎的街道和花园里，他经常去卢森堡公园散步。
有一天在公园里，他看见一个男人带着一个小姑娘。
那个男人大概六十岁，马吕斯心想，那女孩大概十七岁。
他没看清她的眼睛，但他看到了她金棕色的头发和那缓慢轻柔的微笑。
他从他们身边走过，没有回头。但第二天、第三天，他又来到了卢森堡公园。
在接下来的五天里，那个男人和女孩总是出现在那里。
他无法控制自己的目光，总是忍不住看向那个女孩。
他多么渴望能再次看到那个微笑。
到了第七天，女孩转过头，看向了马吕斯。
她隔着花园望向他的眼睛，那目光就像子弹一样，直击马吕斯的心脏。
没有只言片语，但就在那一瞬间，马吕斯明白了，女孩也明白了——这就是爱情。
那一刻，马吕斯的世界仿佛静止了。
他在卢森堡公园里度过了好几个小时。
每一次看到她，他都觉得阳光洒满了大地，花园里的鸟儿都在为他歌唱。
但是，那个男人也开始注意到了马吕斯，而且眼神并不友善。
马吕斯害怕了，他去找加夫罗什。
“加夫罗什，求求你，你必须帮帮我。”
“怎么了？出什么事了，马吕斯先生？”
“有个女孩，加夫罗什。她每天都去卢森堡公园散步。我想让你跟着她回家，告诉我她的地址。”
“你自己怎么不跟着？我很忙的。”加夫罗什说。
“我不敢，”马吕斯说，“她父亲，或者祖父，我搞不清楚，一直在盯着我。他不喜欢我。”
“这有什么关系吗，马吕斯先生？”加夫罗什说。
“因为我恋爱了啊！”马吕斯大喊道，“求你了，加夫罗什，帮帮我吧。”
加夫罗什大笑着跑开了。
两天后，他来到了马吕斯在普吕梅街的住处。
他说：“街道尽头的那栋房子，很难找，你得仔细留意。”
春天来了，珂赛特开始走到普吕梅街的花园里。
她通常是一个人。
老女仆杜桑总在厨房里忙碌，而冉阿让父亲则在自己的房间里看书。
珂赛特感到有些忧伤。
她想念卢森堡公园里的那个年轻人，但父亲已经不想再去那里了。
然而，那天傍晚，在普吕梅街的花园里，一件奇妙的事情发生了。
她听到了一个声音，一个男人的声音。
她回过头，正是他。
“万分抱歉，”他说，“请别害怕。我只是想……你还记得卢森堡公园吗？我在那里第一次见到你，从此日夜都无法将你忘记，脑海里全是你。请别害怕，你看，我爱你。这感情就这样发生了，我无法阻挡。请别害怕。”
珂赛特听着这如河水般倾泻而出的动人话语，然后向他伸出了手。
他握住她的手，她却将他的手拉向自己，紧紧贴在自己的心口。
“那么，你爱我？”他问。
“当然，你是知道的。”
一个吻，无需言语。
他们不需要任何言语。
后来，他们终于开口了，讲述彼此的人生故事。恋人之间的一切，都是那么有趣。
当话语说尽，珂赛特把头靠在马吕斯的肩上，轻声问：“你叫什么名字？”
“我叫马吕斯。你呢？”
“珂赛特。”
从此，每天傍晚，他们都在普吕梅街的花园里秘密相会。
一个吻，一声轻柔的笑，几句耳鬓厮磨的情话。
这是他们青春岁月里的春天与盛夏。
但在他们周围，在花园之外，世界正在发生剧变。
人们群情激愤，巴黎的街道上到处是警察和士兵。
有一天，冉阿让对珂赛特说：“我最亲爱的孩子，我们正身处危险的时代。我们必须离开法国，去英国。”
珂赛特用惊恐的眼神看着他。
“我们必须走吗，父亲？”她说。
冉阿让注视着她。
“我们必须走，”他说，“准备一下，我们很快就要动身了。”
珂赛特变了。
冉阿让想起了卢森堡公园里的那个年轻人，他端详着珂赛特年轻美丽的脸庞。
他害怕了，他害怕失去自己心爱的女儿。
那天傍晚，在普吕梅街的花园里，充满了悲伤的泪水。
“但你必须跟着我们去英国啊！”珂赛特哭喊道。
“我怎么去得了？”马吕斯也哭喊道，“我没有钱，也没有护照。对我来说，去英国简直就像去月球一样遥远。”
他们在月光下紧紧牵着手。
“听着，我有个主意，”马吕斯缓缓地说，“等两天，也许只要两天。”
“两天？”珂赛特哭喊道，“没有你，我该怎么熬过这两天？”