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The partition of Poland is a theorem of which all present political outrages are the corollaries。
There has not been a despot； nor a traitor for nearly a century back； who has not signed； approved； counter…signed； and copied； ne variatur； the partition of Poland。 When the record of modern treasons was examined； that was the first thing which made its appearance。
The congress of Vienna consulted that crime before consummating its own。
1772 sounded the onset； 1815 was the death of the game。
Such was Feuilly's habitual text。 This poor workingman had constituted himself the tutor of Justice； and she repensed him by rendering him great。
The fact is； that there is eternity in right。
Warsaw can no more be Tartar than Venice can be Teuton。
Kings lose their pains and their honor in the attempt to make them so。
Sooner or later； the submerged part floats to the surface and reappears。
Greece bees Greece again； Italy is once more Italy。
The protest of right against the deed persists forever。
The theft of a nation cannot be allowed by prescription。
These lofty deeds of rascality have no future。 A nation cannot have its mark extracted like a pocket handkerchief。
Courfeyrac had a father who was called M。 de Courfeyrac。
One of the false ideas of the bourgeoisie under the Restoration as regards aristocracy and the nobility was to believe in the particle。 The particle； as every one knows； possesses no significance。 But the bourgeois of the epoch of la Minerve estimated so highly that poor de； that they thought themselves bound to abdicate it。 M。 de Chauvelin had himself called M。 Chauvelin； M。 de Caumartin； M。 Caumartin； M。 de Constant de Robecque； Benjamin Constant； M。 de Lafayette； M。 Lafayette。
Courfeyrac had not wished to remain behind the rest； and called himself plain Courfeyrac。
We might almost； so far as Courfeyrac is concerned； stop here； and confine ourselves to saying with regard to what remains： 〃For Courfeyrac； see Tholomyes。〃
Courfeyrac had； in fact； that animation of youth which may be called the beaute du diable of the mind。
Later on； this disappears like the playfulness of the kitten； and all this grace ends； with the bourgeois； on two legs； and with the tomcat； on four paws。
This sort of wit is transmitted from generation to generation of the successive levies of youth who traverse the schools； who pass it from hand to hand； quasi cursores； and is almost always exactly the same； so that； as we have just pointed out； any one who had listened to Courfeyrac in 1828 would have thought he heard Tholomyes in 1817。
Only； Courfeyrac was an honorable fellow。 Beneath the apparent similarities of the exterior mind； the difference between him and Tholomyes was very great。
The latent man which existed in the two was totally different in the first from what it was in the second。
There was in Tholomyes a district attorney； and in Courfeyrac a paladin。
Enjolras was the chief； beferre was the guide； Courfeyrac was the centre。
The others gave more light； he shed more warmth； the truth is； that he possessed all the qualities of a centre； roundness and radiance。
Bahorel had figured in the bloody tumult of June； 1822； on the occasion of the burial of young Lallemand。
Bahorel was a good…natured mortal； who kept bad pany； brave； a spendthrift； prodigal； and to the verge of generosity； talkative； and at times eloquent； bold to the verge of effrontery； the best fellow possible； he had daring waistcoats； and scarlet opinions； a wholesale blusterer； that is to say； loving nothing so much as a quarrel； unless it were an uprising； and nothing so much as an uprising； unless it were a revolution； always ready to smash a window…pane； then to tear up the pavement； then to demolish a government； just to see the effect of it； a student in his eleventh year。 He had nosed about the law； but did not practise it。
He had taken for his device：
〃Never a lawyer；〃 and for his armorial bearings a nightstand in which was visible a square cap。
Every time that he passed the law…school； which rarely happened； he buttoned up his frock…coat；the paletot had not yet been invented；and took hygienic precautions。
Of the school porter he said：
〃What a fine old man！〃 and of the dean； M。 Delvincourt：
〃What a monument！〃 In his lectures he espied subjects for ballads； and in his professors occasions for caricature。
He wasted a tolerably large allowance； something like three thousand francs a year； in doing nothing。
He had peasant parents whom he had contrived to imbue with respect for their son。
He said of them：
〃They are peasants and not bourgeois； that is the reason they are intelligent。〃
Bahorel； a man of caprice； was scattered over numerous cafes； the others had habits； he had none。
He sauntered。
To stray is human。 To saunter is Parisian。
In reality； he had a penetrating mind and was more of a thinker than appeared to view。
He served as a connecting link between the Friends of the A B C and other still unorganized groups； which were destined to take form later on。
In this conclave of young heads； there was one bald member。
The Marquis d'Avaray； whom Louis XVIII。
made a duke for having assisted him to enter a hackney…coach on the day when he emigrated； was wont to relate； that in 1814； on his return to France； as the King was disembarking at Calais； a man handed him a petition。
〃What is your request？〃 said the King。
〃Sire； a post…office。〃
〃What is your name？〃
〃L'Aigle。〃
The King frowned； glanced at the signature of the petition and beheld the name written thus：
LESGLE。
This non…Bonoparte orthography touched the King and he began to smile。
〃Sire；〃 resumed the man with the petition； 〃I had for ancestor a keeper of the hounds surnamed Lesgueules。
This surname furnished my name。
I am called Lesgueules； by contraction Lesgle； and by corruption l'Aigle。〃 This caused the King to smile broadly。
Later on he gave the man the posting office of Meaux； either intentionally or accidentally。
The bald member of the group was the son of this Lesgle； or Legle； and he signed himself； Legle ＇de Meaux＇。 As an abbreviation； his panions called him Bossuet。
Bossuet was a gay but unlucky fellow。
His specialty was not to succeed in anything。
As an offset； he laughed at everything。 At five and twenty he was bald。
His father had ended by owning a house and a field； but he； the son； had made haste to lose that house and field in a bad speculation。
He had nothing left。 He possessed knowledge and wit； but all he did miscarried。 Everything failed him and everybody deceived him； what he was building tumbled down on top of him。
If he were splitting wood； he cut off a finger。
If he had a mistress； he speedily discovered that he had a friend also。
Some misfortune happened to him every moment； hence his joviality。
He said：
〃I live under falling tiles。〃 He was not easily astonished； because； for him； an accident was what he had foreseen； he took his bad luck serenely； and smiled at the teasing of f