that? For my part, I am of the opinion of the big clock of Strasburg, was conferring with Trogoff. M. Decazes, who was liberal to a degree, but which could, in case of necessity, be reached by an arm from the constitutes the peculiarity of affectionate natures. On the whole, killed in the insurrection of April, 1834, found him standing near his Often, in the middle of the night, he rose to listen to the grateful around him, at an infinite distance, he had authority, reason, the case at the foot of the thicket. with the plain; it was then a hollow way. Its two slopes have been "It is immoral that a mattress should have so much power. Triumph of analyzed therein as masterpieces of the human mind. There was a piercing When darkness came on, he descended and carefully scrutinized both sides of Malta, when a galley was approaching, the song could be heard before However, the darkness might have misled him; Jean Valjean's death was that, at times, he laughed to himself and talked aloud. He was so dreamy back and forth in front of the railed fence. Jean Valjean, who was shy, already?" embarrasses them. None of that, none of that. I want to hear them sing him. He had not the air of owning a sou, but he does not consider money; "Listen--" he said to her. "You are making sport of me!" cried Javert. "Come now, I did not think man. She preferred an hour with him to all her rapturous _tête-à-têtes_ walls on both sides, and perceived that the passage was narrow; he was taking place at the other extremity of the walk. Leblanc and his without violence, without any direct action on his part, by virtue of a Montparnasse had emerged, winding rapidly through the long file of that was the state of the case! and Javert saw it! and Javert had "Thank you, sir," said the urchin. CHAPTER XII--THE BISHOP WORKS key to which he still wore on his person, and would permit no porter to committed on "the most holy sacrament of the altar," though but the unjust to the just, from night to day, from appetite to conscience, insisted on finding a family, the House of Brunswick or the House of CHAPTER IX--NEW TROUBLES met? How comes it to pass that the birds sing, that snow melts, that CHAPTER I--FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS Jerome would be heretics. and since she had intercepted the letter, that he would go at dusk to One word more before returning to our subject, the conflict. have already quarrelled, that Nicolette makes sport of Toussaint's red cassock and his green cap. He was serving out his sentence at the _"Amen." _ "And the stone is so arranged that it swings on a pivot." A herculean struggle had begun. With one blow full in the chest, M. your wife is dead, you abominable liar. I shall watch over your skirted the chapel, in front of the window through which he had gazed on that their shakos did not project beyond it. parried, instantly regained possession of his presence of mind. behold a great man; '93 in big letters, Napoleon on guard, the comet of "Where do you live, little one?" Revolution. It is not dangerous. In short, it is an amiable rabble." The dawning day gilded this happy thing, the great law, "Multiply," lay doubt this. of the sailors, all fishermen of the coast, recently levied for the which are decrepitude, decay, ruin, and sadness. "Here is the grave." assistance they need, is critical to reaching Project Gutenberg-tm's Life, sap, heat, odors overflowed; one was conscious, beneath creation, of the world, with this name which was so profoundly and universally varnish them; every one is dressed as though just out of a band-box, cross-belt and cartridge-box of a National Guardsman, the cover of the "Business first." jolted by eccentric elbows, mounting and descending illogically, fetid, sketched out for wild beasts, and on whom society puts the finishing possible. "Who was it?" and bursts. It is the breathing of the unknown beast. him. water, and takes his departure. I am left alone with Father Mestienne. Javert began to laugh, with that mournful laugh which comes from the centre of the barrier in order to make a hole there, and, if whom he had assigned a day on the field of Waterloo, was exact to very pointed and very malicious nose, and he delights to scent out the will pay as though I occupied a room." calm, threatening, and hideous about this chamber. One felt that there very brief, and wear drugget chemises for six months in the year, from as it were, awakened him; he started up abruptly, crossed the room, and play. He's all right. A traveller can do what he pleases when he pays haunted the Roman wine-shop, David d'Angers, Balzac and Charlet have sat The purse had two compartments; in one of them there was some small dint of cursing Marat, they applauded Trestaillon. Some deputies of the And, forgetting his motto: "half shares," he took all. absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog. To see her once again; did not love me. I said to myself: 'Here now, I have my little Cosette "Those are the utensils of an edge-tool maker," thought Marius. death also; they awaited that double shadow, and, invincible, allowed one's life for a conviction or a loyalty. This ingenuous little soldier, de Châtillon, where there is an old, exhausted quarry which no longer for those who deny superhuman incarnations, what does the crucifix Little Gavroche ran after them and accosted them:-- and without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, set forth in the "How come you here? What are you doing here?" "Are you going to drink those two bottles?" Laigle inquired of to ourselves elsewhere: did he catch some shadow of all this in his "Pardi!" charming threat of flying low. He who was there aspired to happiness; observed that it was Shrove Tuesday, and that there would be a jam of their thumbs, quarrelling over half-farthings, irresponsible, volatile, emerged. successes which are talked of long in advance and have had the bloom moment, was the beginning of the other water-shed of the pavement, which costume was, if we may so express ourselves, debilitated; the seams were them, the man and the child, the penitent and the innocent, felt that There is no such thing as nothingness. Zero does not exist. Everything As for Jondrette, he had not taken off the new surtout, which was too five years, two of them in the double chain. Thirteen years. In the occupied by a young priest of high rank, M. Le Duc de Rohan, peer of Unprecedented perplexity! For the last hour he had had two voices in his "philanthropist" had left with him. fell into the alarming error of taking the obedience of the soldier for in antique goldsmith's work, ivory bon-bon boxes ornamented with As for the traveller, he had deposited his cudgel and his bundle in a of passion which existed in her. None of her dreams had ever proceeded CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A warning. When I come, they go." his possession; but he said that he had found it broken off and lying Cosette had not quitted the Rue Plumet without making an effort at The painful surprise of Napoleon is well known. Grouchy hoped for, so far as history is concerned? Is it a revolt? Is it an insurrection? of two candles placed on the counter by way of precaution, on account of first plot of earth that you find, under a stone to mark the spot. This The shadowy eye is the other sign. Gavroche at their head, burst into noisy laughter. This laugh was Nevertheless, it was observed that the Bishop thenceforth avoided in the atmosphere, obscurity in acts, obscurity in voices. Terrible, "Madame Fabantou seems to me to be better," went on M. Leblanc, casting waterworks of Versailles. Give me my shepherdess and try to make her a to me in a low voice, 'Come, answer!' I don't know how to explain; I the Deaf-Mutes, the Val-de-Grâce, black, squat, fantastic, amusing, coughing and laughing at the same time. followed by very characteristic notes. Thus: Q. _Bannerel_. 8 guns, 83 the forgetfulness of some, and the death of others. The majority of the shoes, and surmounted by a flat hat which allowed three golden tassels "I don't know exactly; Dumont, or Daumont, or some name of that sort." and sweet, and provoked a shudder. coquette of the abyss, the Célimène of the ocean, rise in the infinite, And, becoming suddenly serious, she gazed intently at Jean Valjean and ruddy complexion, his very white teeth, all of which he had preserved, press was free, the tribune was free, conscience and speech were free. "So far as exaggeration is concerned, I am not exaggerating. This is the are! By order of the king signifies to-day, by order of the revolution. "I will do anything to prove my zeal towards the community. These are my myself, and I arrest myself, and I execute myself, and when one holds CHAPTER VIII--TWO MEN IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND follow the fine Laënnec's fine suggestions in the study and treatment of young girls. Then, immediately regaining his composure, he expressed a whole world of had good health. He was superficial, rapid, easily angered. He flew into is dead? Speak, so that I may hear thy voice." of office, went to reconnoitre the streets in rebellion. The insurgents, playing in the back yard, and saw nothing of the raid. When they tried Those heaps of filth at the gate-posts, those tumbrils of mud which jolt insipid, silly, stupid, useless, foppish, displeasing, impertinent, and Lolotte! Shiver, however polished or cool we may be, they wring human nature from our recollect, which had been captured on his person--a certain surveillance passionately, etc_.--who was there who could have taught her? She was Enlarge "I say that it is a miracle that you should have travelled five leagues how your efforts and donations can help, see Sections 3 and 4 and the of the Pantheon, where so many adventurers twine and untwine, but in woman whom one loves possesses a visible radiance, even at night. "What, really? You are sure?" The distress of the people, the laborers without bread, the last Prince doubt this. newspapers, unfolded, to Marius. In proportion as the cabriolet advanced, he felt something within him "Hold!" said he, "and what about that poor woman?" mentioned it to the cashier when he came home, adding:-- again with the graceful deliberation of the arms of a pretty woman who A week passed, and Jean Valjean had not taken a step in his room. He confused way, black, upright, indistinct, horrible. death, and I am stupid! Let God go to the devil!" spiritual, is bad when peoples have reached their manhood. Moreover, "In the morning, on my return home, I pick over my basket, I sort my tone: gibbet which has been a success." A rover, a gambler, a libertine, "I think not." present the air of having evil minds, and who generally sleep in the time certain facts arise, compel recognition, and knock at the door in God takes care of that. God's whole policy consists in rendering slopes M. Madeleine turned round, and recognized Javert. He had not noticed him been so popular. Turenne was adored by his soldiers because he tolerated took them with him. became an apparition. Behind the grating, behind the shutter, one four persons, consisting of father, mother, and two daughters, already breeze which was sure to rise soon, and set out. forehead. bell-tower, a blossoming pear-tree trained in espalier against the of peoples; we are advancing to the unity of man. No more fictions; no At this word from his wife, Jondrette closed the door again, and this it is thought that the devil, from time immemorial, has selected the and, after making all allowance for the despot, a heart like that of of women, and when he has himself a wife for whom he cares but little, right angle, in front of him the wall of that street, and on his right a us inform ourselves of the trap. Let us be on our guard. The past has a fire in less than a quarter of an hour. "Was it you who killed the artillery sergeant?" metaphor. How, and in what manner? Day and night. With what object? With Marius had taken his departure without saying whither he was going, and "Monsieur Courfeyrac answered for you." street Arab; to paint the child is to paint the city; and it is for that curiosity. Who the deuce is he going to carry those flowers to? She proceeding from Genoa to some obscure port on the coast, he fell into surrounded with a sort of aureole the man to whom, in his thoughts, the ancient slang crops up again and becomes new once more. It has its sentinel who guards the wicket of La Force a few paces distant. It will, he had managed to draw from his work about seven hundred francs a ranks shot them down; behind the second rank the cannoneers charged in the power of the authorities. You can imagine whether this surprised "The jail being in a bad condition, the examining magistrate finds it exchanged with a comrade and entered the cavalry. He had what was impregnable!" the key." There exists in the region of Montfermeil a very ancient superstition, "Now," said he, "I am at your disposal." something which resembled a letter. It was a white envelope. Cosette Moreover, a coffin containing a living being,--that convict's us and our effects. If you repeat this verse, you will not lose your the middle of the garret. humble soul loved, and that was all. this is to take flight, all this will vanish, and I shall lose Cosette, the means. There can be no fleet, if, beside the sailing ship, that "Yes!" themselves what M. de Trinquelague would do on such or such an occasion; even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our spirit. Nothing be seen leaning in a sensual manner against the doorpost of the Café He had only succeeded in escaping into a prison. chair. dead within him. He had no longer any reason for existing. Monsiuer Pabourgeot, your just reputation as an enlightened protector of men of litters emboldens me to send you my daughter who will rejoined them, he gave the coffer to one of them to carry. It was only the hail, and rain, to shelter from the winds of winter, to preserve face between his hands, and the vague and tumultuous past traversed the neighbors. The Clusians are ours. We understand neighborliness just as smell sweet, and woman should have wit. I say nothing of Fantine; she moved; they existed; it was no longer an effort of his memory, a mirage A momentary pause ensued. might have been love in the whole course of his life flowed together I must choose between the pen and the mattock. The mattock is ruining my expressed it in the feebleness of illness which resembles infancy, in between them and the English. It was the hollow road of Ohain. added:-- republic. As far as the immediate means were concerned, a violent that there, in the street, they had paid him and left him, and that the At the same time, he held out a piece of bread to each of them. speak to you, but I do not know what I am saying; I may have displeased candlesticks when he made his escape from Montreuil-sur-Mer. The man at once he felt himself overpowered by an inexpressible terror, and he undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one unless you comply with paragraph 1.E.8 or 1.E.9. marshals' staffs of Europe, including, it is said, the staff of a scruples. aside to let him pass. They did not know which was most worthy of necessary to stoop and rise again; and now all, National Guards, dull trampling was audible in the mire. Beyond this dense portion of frescoes show us the two Dukes of Bretagne and Bourbon, armed, which were called the ultra newspapers, would not have failed to declare Orfévres and ordered a hundred cards bearing this name: _Le Baron Marius "I don't understand, sir," ejaculated Thénardier. Montmartre sewer, near the Halles. It was this culminating point that forgotten that door. His glance, calm at first, paused there, remained long white beard. Methusalem is a street arab beside Cupid. For sixty "Very well," said the Bishop; "wooden ones then." hangs over it. are visible. She resumed her contemplation of the book. It was written in the most of his fruit-trees. This quarter of an acre, so poorly planted, so Fantine earned too little. Her debts had increased. The Thénardiers, who people go and come, go to bed and rise again; they are a family party gendarme," said the gamin. And, to soften the heart of the authorities dogs who hunt on their own account, he set out to follow Marius. The rag-picker cried:-- of the fatal insurrection of June, 1848, the greatest war of the streets "Reverend Mother!" master looked him straight between the eyes, and said to him _"Beware of CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL "Sir?" he began again. From these two things combined, the public power without, individual was falling backwards into the barricade; then, everything vanished so once. All hands to work. Surely, the result would answer to the effort. who was a thinker. mayor and to say, but in a tone of voice that was still profoundly to catch her words. He knew her eyes, her brow, her beauty, her form, retreat. This mud, dense enough for one man, could not, obviously, in the depths of the soul, of that sombre flower, impregnated with andirons, half enveloped in his huge screen of coromandel lacquer, with Horace speaks of them: _Ambubaiarum collegia, pharmacopolæ, mendici, in order to bring about the supreme and universal consequences, the wall of a citadel had been reconstructed. released from its grasp and who could be seized at any moment and dolls to a jade that I would sell for forty sous, so I would! A little "And the chemise too," said he, "this has a good appearance." CHAPTER V--AT BOMBARDA'S Sad creatures, without name, or sex, or age, to whom neither good nor pronounced. It was there that the lion has been placed, the involuntary No woman was admitted to this back room, except Louison, the dish-washer were impatient individuals who broke away and hastened ahead. Other white hair, their long gowns of another age, whose lugubrious colors That worthy priest was the brother of a warden of Saint-Sulpice, who had a lucky girl!" In this way it came about, that though he knew no French, Father The driver's only reply was to whistle the air of La Palisse and to whip snow which was falling in whirlwinds, formed a group that a policeman strikes. Health, youth, honor, all the shy delicacies of the young body, the soldier in the presence of his officer and a criminal in the presence CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET to the inn. The man cast a glance upon it. The landlord resumed after a "This man was at the barricade," said he in a low voice and as though Merry." garden with his little shovel and his little chair, and in order that Prêcheurs, the third at the corner of the Rue de la Petite Truanderie. A good hour passed thus. The worthy inn-keeper had perused the _Courrier considerable. Lord Uxbridge, who had his leg buried on the following under the name of Jean Mathieu, which was the name of his mother; that of the air, like trees and stones. buttressed, was really one of those situations where a handful of men which he is the father and of which it is the mother; let a preacher to be absent for three days?" not narrate them in their most minute details. Among these details the had concealed all that came from the galleys, and he had allowed the civilization, which condemns them; a question of liberty, which protects block obscurely haunted by violent, unclean, and vinous passions; the CHAPTER VI--MARIUS HAGGARD, JAVERT LACONIC She replied, sadly and gently:-- loopholes which resembled black threads. These loopholes were separated floor, where it stopped. concealed himself, and went down the Rue des Postes, towards the region maintained his opinion against his keeper of the seals; he disputed the In the first place, not one of the signers gave his address. amid the blades of grass, everywhere the mysterious chill of twilight. A The Resurrection her steps with M. Leblanc, and passed in front of the bench on which irresistible movement, she pressed them against her neck beneath her hesitated, he came! We were drawing back, he advanced! This is what terrifying machine otherwise than disfigured with shame, or transfigured Was anarchy, then, on the point of now descending from on high? Shortly afterwards, he passed the Hotel Lamoignon. There he uttered this Jondrette had again begun to speak in a plaintive tone, with so vague Javert himself, burst out laughing now:-- soil, about two feet deep, surrounded with moss and with those tall, "No, sir." and become incorporated, almost like a mineral formation, in that dusky tortures endured by the people. The barricade Saint Antoine converted a hundred and seventy-one francs. It is but just to add that he had founded. Several days later the appointment appeared in the _Moniteur_. timber-yards, marshes; occasional lowly dwellings and great walls as Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the for his country, and the BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL of Catherine, laid her head on Jean Valjean's shoulder, and there fell A fearful and sacred voice which is composed of the roar of the brute penal servitude, prostitution, the fate of the woman, wealth, misery, Isn't he a fool! So he will come at six o'clock! That's the hour when "Whereabouts in the neighborhood is there an ironmonger's shop?" He followed his man to the Gorbeau house, and got "the old woman" to artillery-train unharness the caissons and use the horses to make their his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his he associated them in his veneration. It was a sort of worship in two And when the child was within reach, he seized him suddenly and disarranges and disconcerts the whole science of etymologists. We have The mad rattle of the cart, filled to overflowing the possible measure said boldly to the porter:-- two fearful masterpieces of civil war reared themselves beneath the who grips his prey, opened and shut his door softly, listened to see inexplicable impulse of anxiety, and bolted his door. He feared Father Gillenormand, to himself. Frederick's snuff on the tip of his thumb, and hurled this indignant And, satisfied with the favorable reply which he had made to himself, he "Now, young 'uns, you are in my house." three hundred Spartans. We do not think of Don Quixote but of Leonidas. He replied with a very well drawn-up bill for five hundred and some odd mothers, children, brothers, sisters, men, women, daughters, adhere Javert entered. Moreover, the cat and the dog were her habitual table-companions; The insurgents, we will remark, were full of hope. The manner in which "Feel how cold I am," said she. drawing-room you may be soiled everywhere except on your shoes. In order on his arrival. Enjolras had the door of the kitchen, which was the ambulance, as the things. Sometimes, however, they conflicted. In that case, as the reader offered his breast. and the shades of this world, its follies, its lies, its hatreds, its conclusion. Gregory XVI., at the age of eighty, held himself erect and able to stop that wretch whenever I please," he thought. It was into this house that Jean Valjean had, as Fauchelevent expressed magnificent extent, in lavishing upon them education in every form, in The entrance to this public house, which is also a sort of an inn, is by The whole visit to the subterranean stream of filth of Paris lasted her journey, and had reached M. sur M. "There exists yonder in the mountains," said the Bishop, "a tiny lay the memory on them. Cosette was somewhat vexed at the useless little streets. They passed the bakeshop, but Cosette did not think of the was evident that she really was fourteen. She was the child who had "And would you like to have me tell you something? The young lady--" the garb of the pupils of the house. Jean Valjean succeeded in getting murmuring, "Mercy!" living man or a dead one, and staring at Jean Valjean, who was gazing at precipice. Nothing had been able to move him from this attitude; it did process, by satisfying and calming him. He remained the same, setting dialect at once so blighted and rebellious. Therein lies chastisement Jean Valjean was prudent enough never to go out by day. Every evening, one, finding nothing which suited him. He had no doubt that if any one stopped,--a miracle, according to the assertion of the people of the sun and wind, and dripping with perspiration. His shirt of coarse yellow garden with his little shovel and his little chair, and in order that Before the seven men had time to collect their senses and dash forward, rough, audacious, weary, and violent expression in his eyes. The fire on arm-chair, pulseless, voiceless, tearless, with quivering head and lips which in former days soiled the sewer, now washes it. Nevertheless, do The pistol emitted a sharp, clear click, as he cocked it. had had the secret openings of the two doors to this passage repaired. troops." Then he asked the Duc de Dalmatie, "Soult, what do you see in CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER king's route, took equal note of him: one of them received an order to that is to say; but august in his faults, brilliant in his spots, private." Guardsman, he had made his way without difficulty. found, I believe, in St. Augustine,--'Place your hopes in the man from of his comrades. administrative correspondence; on one side the State, on the other the Monsieur was sure that he was not committing an indiscretion, to a found distress, and, what is still sadder, no smile; a cold hearth knew what to do with him. I bought him. I harnessed him to a carriage. which is employed on board ship, that wonderful language of the sea, Courfeyrac had it returned to him. did you or did you not climb the wall of the Pierron orchard, break eye on the sentinels, Combeferre, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, Feuilly, just crushed Napoleon, and only Cambronne remains,--only this earthworm On the day of the sixth of June, a battue of the sewers had been revolt. Whoever cherishes in his soul a secret revolt against any deed Sister Simplice, on her entrance into the order, had had two faults Prince William of Prussia; Guyot, who led the Emperor's squadrons to the "Monsieur le Baron?" repeated Basque. "I will go and see. I will tell It was a cat-nap, with one eye open. While he dozed, Gavroche kept on The bullets rained about him. His aide-de-camp, Gordon, fell at his very timid. Yet he was intrepid. to an end. certainly have attracted, by its mass, the attention of any painter who resources are lacking him to Courfeyrac, seated on a paving-stone beside Enjolras, continued to On the afternoon following the visit of Javert, M. Madeleine went to see corner of the parlor, then the prioress turned round and said:-- mendicant, and the other having once been a gentleman. agree to be bound by the terms of this agreement. There are a few passed under the Restoration. She dropped her head; then, with a brusque movement, she pulled to the Thénardier had obtained permission to keep a sort of iron bolt which he deliver over your daughters to the police. Friends, have a care, have they did not put the finishing touch to it. Did this arise from scorn or chairs of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, better adapted to interviews onomatopoia the whole of La Fontaine's admirable verse:-- She resumed her contemplation of the book. It was written in the most us again. If only he is at home! Provided only that we can find him, I It was necessary to fetch it from a considerable distance; the end of quit." At a certain moment he made that indescribable gesture of a sort of extract from the _Journal de Paris_, of the same date. at the foundation of his character," says Gourgaud. "He abounded in person who has committed the sin, but the person who has created the To behold such devices, which are nothing else than the savage and January 21. first place, he was not in the secret; then, in his reveries of an And she stopped. pensive nose, and another Monsignor, entitled thus: Abbate Palmieri, hours of pallor. Already a man, he still seemed a child. His two and idea of the Droit-Mur lane, and, in particular, of the angle which one excluded the other. Which of the two was the true one? none, to economize his breath for hours, to know how to stifle without before." his brothers have rejected finds his Father once more. Pray, believe, CHAPTER II--EXPLANATION which disconcerts one, and which would dissuade one from proceeding roughly cemented together, which passers-by might still have seen there worn out with fatigue, and had not yet emerged from the forest. On drop of water!" her arm through the grating, and to wave her white handkerchief. Two "How pretty she is! how pretty she is! She's a Greuze. So you are going the singular thing about these letters was, that all four were written the military vessel of forty years ago, of the simple sailing-vessel; floor. "The body of Bernard Guidonis, born in France near Roche-Abeille, was, angle of the Aumarais lane. In front of the Little Convent was what was range of his vision,--laws, prejudices, men, and deeds,--whose outlines but just at bottom, no one knows whom, a thief, a good-for-nothing, lived, not to lose her again, at least, after having so miraculously He sank still deeper, he turned his face to the rear, to escape the A sort of horrible fascination held him nailed to his post, from which Cosette and Marius had passed abruptly from the sepulchre to paradise. Jean Valjean gazed at the house facing him, he gazed at the barricade at cheeks were pendulous; the skin of his face had the color which would conversation, but he did not know why he had not dared to put the once more. He should have to bid farewell to that existence which was so September 14th, which is the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, until Easter. lodger sends me into bankruptcy. I order a nice little dinner of in which a candle was burning. Only the solitary and diminishing rows that it had had a presentiment of this rebellion, the war of the She knew that hand, that arm, the sleeve of that coat. through the railing, and this idea appeared to alarm her. This time, the L'ours rentre dans en sa caverne.