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action which had attacked you。
You are lost。
The whole of you passes into it。
A chain of mysterious forces takes possession of you。
You struggle in vain； no more human succor is possible。 You go on falling from gearing to gearing； from agony to agony； from torture to torture； you； your mind； your fortune； your future； your soul； and； according to whether you are in the power of a wicked creature； or of a noble heart； you will not escape from this terrifying machine otherwise than disfigured with shame； or transfigured by passion。
BOOK SIXTH。THE CONJUNCTION OF TWO STARS
CHAPTER VII
ADVENTURES OF THE LETTER U DELIVERED OVER TO CONJECTURES
Isolation； detachment； from everything； pride； independence； the taste of nature； the absence of daily and material activity； the life within himself； the secret conflicts of chastity； a benevolent ecstasy towards all creation； had prepared Marius for this possession which is called passion。
His worship of his father had gradually bee a religion； and； like all religions； it had retreated to the depths of his soul。
Something was required in the foreground。
Love came。
A full month elapsed； during which Marius went every day to the Luxembourg。
When the hour arrived； nothing could hold him back。〃He is on duty；〃 said Courfeyrac。
Marius lived in a state of delight。
It is certain that the young girl did look at him。
He had finally grown bold； and approached the bench。
Still； he did not pass in front of it any more； in obedience to the instinct of timidity and to the instinct of prudence mon to lovers。 He considered it better not to attract 〃the attention of the father。〃 He bined his stations behind the trees and the pedestals of the statues with a profound diplomacy； so that he might be seen as much as possible by the young girl and as little as possible by the old gentleman。
Sometimes； he remained motionless by the half…hour together in the shade of a Leonidas or a Spartacus； holding in his hand a book； above which his eyes； gently raised； sought the beautiful girl； and she； on her side； turned her charming profile towards him with a vague smile。
While conversing in the most natural and tranquil manner in the world with the white…haired man； she bent upon Marius all the reveries of a virginal and passionate eye。 Ancient and time…honored manoeuvre which Eve understood from the very first day of the world； and which every woman understands from the very first day of her life！ her mouth replied to one； and her glance replied to another。
It must be supposed； that M。 Leblanc finally noticed something； for often； when Marius arrived； he rose and began to walk about。 He had abandoned their accustomed place and had adopted the bench by the Gladiator； near the other end of the walk； as though with the object of seeing whether Marius would pursue them thither。 Marius did not understand； and mitted this error。
〃The father〃 began to grow inexact； and no longer brought 〃his daughter〃 every day。
Sometimes； he came alone。
Then Marius did not stay。 Another blunder。
Marius paid no heed to these symptoms。
From the phase of timidity； he had passed； by a natural and fatal progress； to the phase of blindness。
His love increased。
He dreamed of it every night。 And then； an unexpected bliss had happened to him； oil on the fire； a redoubling of the shadows over his eyes。
One evening； at dusk； he had found； on the bench which 〃M。 Leblanc and his daughter〃 had just quitted； a handkerchief； a very simple handkerchief； without embroidery； but white； and fine； and which seemed to him to exhale ineffable perfume。
He seized it with rapture。 This handkerchief was marked with the letters U。 F。 Marius knew nothing about this beautiful child；neither her family name； her Christian name nor her abode； these two letters were the first thing of her that he had gained possession of； adorable initials； upon which he immediately began to construct his scaffolding。 U was evidently the Christian name。
〃Ursule！〃 he thought； 〃what a delicious name！〃
He kissed the handkerchief； drank it in； placed it on his heart； on his flesh； during the day； and at night； laid it beneath his lips that he might fall asleep on it。
〃I feel that her whole soul lies within it！〃 he exclaimed。
This handkerchief belonged to the old gentleman； who had simply let it fall from his pocket。
In the days which followed the finding of this treasure； he only displayed himself at the Luxembourg in the act of kissing the handkerchief and laying it on his heart。
The beautiful child understood nothing of all this； and signified it to him by imperceptible signs。
〃O modesty！〃 said Marius。
BOOK SIXTH。THE CONJUNCTION OF TWO STARS
CHAPTER VIII
THE VETERANS THEMSELVES CAN BE HAPPY
Since we have pronounced the word modesty； and since we conceal nothing； we ought to say that once； nevertheless； in spite of his ecstasies； 〃his Ursule〃 caused him very serious grief。
It was on one of the days when she persuaded M。 Leblanc to leave the bench and stroll along the walk。
A brisk May breeze was blowing； which swayed the crests of the plaintain…trees。 The father and daughter； arm in arm； had just passed Marius' bench。
Marius had risen to his feet behind them； and was following them with his eyes； as was fitting in the desperate situation of his soul。
All at once； a gust of wind； more merry than the rest； and probably charged with performing the affairs of Springtime； swept down from the nursery； flung itself on the alley； enveloped the young girl in a delicious shiver； worthy of Virgil's nymphs； and the fawns of Theocritus； and lifted her dress； the robe more sacred than that of Isis； almost to the height of her garter。
A leg of exquisite shape appeared。
Marius saw it。
He was exasperated and furious。
The young girl had hastily thrust down her dress； with a divinely troubled motion； but he was none the less angry for all that。
He was alone in the alley； it is true。
But there might have been some one there。 And what if there had been some one there！
Can any one prehend such a thing？
What she had just done is horrible！Alas； the poor child had done nothing； there had been but one culprit； the wind； but Marius； in whom quivered the Bartholo who exists in Cherubin； was determined to be vexed； and was jealous of his own shadow。 It is thus； in fact； that the harsh and capricious jealousy of the flesh awakens in the human heart； and takes possession of it； even without any right。
Moreover； setting aside even that jealousy； the sight of that charming leg had contained nothing agreeable for him； the white stocking of the first woman he chanced to meet would have afforded him more pleasure。
When 〃his Ursule；〃 after having reached the end of the walk； retraced her steps with M。 Leblanc； and passed in front of the bench on which Marius had seated himself once more； Marius darted a sullen and ferocious glance at her。
The young girl gave way to that slight straightening up with a backward movement； acpanied by a raising of the eyelids； which signifies：