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The Man Who Laughs by Victor Hugo - Part 3/3 · Audiobooks & Scary Stories

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  Speaker 1: I have spoken my mind, my lords, and so use
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  Speaker 1: witchcraft if you like. Consult the fortune tellers, grease your
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  Speaker 1: skins with ointments and drugs to make them invulnerable. Hang
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  Speaker 1: round your next charms of the devil or the virgin.
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  Speaker 1: I will fight you, blessed or cursed, and I will
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  Speaker 1: not have you searched to see if you are wearing
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  Speaker 1: any wizard's tokens on foot or on horseback on the
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  Speaker 1: high road, if you wish it in Piccadilly or at
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  Speaker 1: charing Cross. And they shall take up the pavement for
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  Speaker 1: our meeting, as they unpaved the court of the Louver
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  Speaker 1: for the duel between Guys and Bassompierre. All of you,
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  Speaker 1: do you hear I mean to fight you all, dorm
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  Speaker 1: Earl of Carnarvon. I will make you swallow my sword
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  Speaker 1: up to the hilt, as morals did to Lyle Marivos.
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  Speaker 1: And then we shall see, my lord, whether you will
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  Speaker 1: laugh or not. DA you Burlington, who look like a
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  Speaker 1: girl of seventeen, you shall choose between the lawn of
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  Speaker 1: your house in Middlesex and your beautiful garden at Lunsborough,
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  Speaker 1: and your to be buried in that I beg to
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  Speaker 1: inform your lordships, that it does not suit me to
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  Speaker 1: allow your insolence in my presence. I will chastise you,
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  Speaker 1: my lords, I take it ill that you should have
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  Speaker 1: ridiculed Lord for main Clancharlie. He is worth more than
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  Speaker 1: you as Clancharlie. He has nobility, which you have as Gwynplaine,
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  Speaker 1: he has intellect which you have not. I make his
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  Speaker 1: cause my cause, insult to him insult to me, and
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  Speaker 1: your ridicule my wrath. We shall see who will come
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  Speaker 1: out of this affair alive. Because I challenge you to
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  Speaker 1: the death, do you understand with any arm in any fashion?
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  Speaker 1: And you shall choose the death that pleases you best.
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  Speaker 1: And since you are clowns as well as gentlemen, I
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  Speaker 1: proportion my defiance to your qualities, and I give you
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  Speaker 1: your choice of any way in which a man can
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  Speaker 1: be killed, from the sword of the Prince to the
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  Speaker 1: fist of the Blackguard. To this, furious onslaught of words.
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  Speaker 1: The whole group of young noblemen answered by a smile. Agree,
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  Speaker 1: they said, I choose pistols, said Burlington, I said a strick.
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  Speaker 1: The ancient combat of the lists with the mace and
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  Speaker 1: the dagger, I said Holderness, the duel with two knives,
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  Speaker 1: long and short, stripped to the waist and breast to breast.
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  Speaker 1: Lord David said, the Earl of Thanet, you are a Scot.
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  Speaker 1: I choose the claymore I the sword, said Rockingham, I
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  Speaker 1: said Duke Ralph, prefer the fists, tis noblest. Gwynplaine came
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  Speaker 1: out from the shadow. He directed his steps towards him,
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  Speaker 1: whom he had hitherto called Tom Jim Jack, but in
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  Speaker 1: whom now, however, he began to perceive something more. I
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  Speaker 1: thank you, said he, but this is my business. Every
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  Speaker 1: head turned towards him. Gwynplaine advanced. He felt himself impelled
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  Speaker 1: towards the man whom he heard called Lord David, his defender,
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  Speaker 1: and perhaps something nearer. Lord David back, oh, said he
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  Speaker 1: it is you? Is it? This is well timed. I
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  Speaker 1: have a word for you as well. Just now you
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  Speaker 1: spoke of a woman who, after having loved Lord Linnius Clancharlie,
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  Speaker 1: loved Charles the second. It is true, sir, you insulted
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  Speaker 1: my mother. Your mother, cried Gwynplaine. In that case, as
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  Speaker 1: I guessed, we are brothers, answered Lord David, and he
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  Speaker 1: struck Gwynplaine. We are brothers, said he, so we can fight.
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  Speaker 1: One can only fight one's equal. Who is one's equal,
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  Speaker 1: if not one's brother, I will send you my seconds.
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  Speaker 1: Tomorrow we will cut each other's throats. Book the ninth.
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  Speaker 1: In Ruins, Chapter one, it is through excess of greatness
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  Speaker 1: that man reaches excess of misery. As Midnight told from
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  Speaker 1: Saint Paul's, a man who had just crossed London Bridge
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  Speaker 1: struck into the lanes of Suthwark. There were no lamps lighted,
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  Speaker 1: it being at that time the custom in London as
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  Speaker 1: in Paris, to extinguish the public lamps at eleven o'clock,
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  Speaker 1: that is, to put them out just as they became necessary.
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  Speaker 1: The streets were dark and deserted. When the lamps are out,
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  Speaker 1: men stay in. He whom we speak of advanced with
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  Speaker 1: hurried strides. He was strangely dressed for walking at such
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  Speaker 1: an hour. He wore a coat of embroidered silk, a
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  Speaker 1: sword by his side, a hat with white plumes, and
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  Speaker 1: no cloak. The watchmen, as they saw him pass said,
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  Speaker 1: it is a lord walking for a wager, and they
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  Speaker 1: moved out of his way with the respect due to
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  Speaker 1: a lord and to a better The man was Gwynplaine,
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  Speaker 1: he was making his escape. Where was he? He did
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  Speaker 1: not know. We have said that the soul has its cyclones,
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  Speaker 1: fearful whirlwinds, in which heaven, the sea, day, night, life,
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  Speaker 1: death are all mingled in unintelligible horror. It can no
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  Speaker 1: longer breathe truth. It is crushed by things in which
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  Speaker 1: it does not believe. Nothingness becomes hurricane, the firmament pales,
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  Speaker 1: infinity is empty. The mind of the sufferer wanders away.
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  Speaker 1: He feels himself dying. He craves for a star. What
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  Speaker 1: did Gwynplaine feel? A thirst? A thirst to see d
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  Speaker 1: A he felt, but that to reach the green box
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  Speaker 1: again and the tadcaster in with its sounds and light,
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  Speaker 1: full of the cordial laughter of the people, to find
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  Speaker 1: Ursus and Homo, to see d e A again, to
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  Speaker 1: re enter life disillusion like a bow shoots its arrow
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  Speaker 1: man towards the true. Gwynplaine hastened on. He approached Tarrinzo field.
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  Speaker 1: He walked no longer. Now he ran. His eyes pierced
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  Speaker 1: the darkness before him. His glance preceded him, eagerly seeking
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  Speaker 1: the harbor on the horizon. What a moment for him
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  Speaker 1: when he should see the lighted windows of Tadcaster. In
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  Speaker 1: he reached the Bowling Green. He turned the corner of
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  Speaker 1: the wall and saw before him, at the other end
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  Speaker 1: of the field, some distance off the inn, the only house,
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  Speaker 1: it may be remembered, in the field where the fair
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  Speaker 1: was held. He looked. There was no light, nothing but
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  Speaker 1: a black mass. He shuddered. Then he said to himself
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  Speaker 1: that it was late, that the tavern was shut up,
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  Speaker 1: that it was very natural that every one was asleep,
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  Speaker 1: That he had only to awaken Nicholas or Govicum. That
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  Speaker 1: he must go up to the inn and knock at
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  Speaker 1: the door. He did so, running no longer now but rushing.
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  Speaker 1: He reached the inn breathless. It is when storm beaten,
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  Speaker 1: and struggling in the invisible convulsions of the soul, until
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  Speaker 1: he knows not whether he is in life or in death,
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  Speaker 1: that all the delicacy of a man's affection for his
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  Speaker 1: loved ones, being yet unimpaired, proves a heart true. When
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  Speaker 1: all else is swallowed up, tenderness still floats, unshattered. Not
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  Speaker 1: to awaken d e A too suddenly was Gwynplaine's first thought.
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  Speaker 1: He approached the inn with as little noise as possible.
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  Speaker 1: He recognized the nook the old dog kennel where Govicum
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  Speaker 1: used to sleep in it. Contiguous to the lower room
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  Speaker 1: was a window opening on to the field. Gwynplaine tapped
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  Speaker 1: softly at the pane. It would be enough to awaken Gothicum.
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  Speaker 1: He thought there was no sound in Govicum's room at
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  Speaker 1: his age, said Gwynplaine, a boy sleeps soundly. With the
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  Speaker 1: back of his hand, he knocked against the window gently.
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  Speaker 1: Nothing stirred. He knocked louder twice. Still nothing stirred. Then,
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  Speaker 1: feeling somewhat uneasy, he went to the door of the
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  Speaker 1: inn and knocked. No one answered. He reflected, and began
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  Speaker 1: to feel a cold shutter come over him. Master Nicholas
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  Speaker 1: is old children sleep soundly, and old men heavily courage
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  Speaker 1: louder he had tapped, he had knocked, He had kicked
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  Speaker 1: the door. Now he flung himself against it. This recalled
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  Speaker 1: to him a distant memory of Weymouth, when a little
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  Speaker 1: child he had carried d e a an infant in
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  Speaker 1: his arms. He battered the door again violently, like a lord,
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  Speaker 1: which alas he was, the house remained silent. He felt
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  Speaker 1: that he was losing his head. He no longer thought
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  Speaker 1: of caution. He shouted nickless govicum. At the same time
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  Speaker 1: he looked up at the windows to see if any
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  Speaker 1: candle was lighted. But the inn was blank. Not a voice,
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  Speaker 1: not a sound, not a glimmer of light. He went
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  Speaker 1: to the gate and knocked at it, kicked against it,
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  Speaker 1: and shook it, crying out wildly ursus homo. The wolf
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  Speaker 1: did not bark. A cold sweat stood in drops upon
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  Speaker 1: his brow. He cast his eyes around. The night was dark,
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  Speaker 1: but there were stars enough to render the fair green visible.
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  Speaker 1: He saw a melancholy sight to him that everything on
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  Speaker 1: it had vanished. There was not a single caravan the
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  Speaker 1: circus was gone. Not a tent, not a booth, not
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  Speaker 1: a cart remained. The strollers with their thousand noisy cries
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  Speaker 1: who had swarm there, had given place to a black
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  Speaker 1: and sullen void. All were gone. The madness of anxiety
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  Speaker 1: took possession of him. What did this mean? What had happened?
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  Speaker 1: Was no one left? Could it be that life had
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  Speaker 1: crumbled away behind him? What had happened to them? All
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  Speaker 1: good heavens? Then he rushed like a tempest against the house.
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  Speaker 1: He struck the small door, the gate, the windows, the
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  Speaker 1: window shutters, the walls with fists and feet. Furious with
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  Speaker 1: terror and agony of mind, he called Nicholas Govicum fibbi
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  Speaker 1: venos ursus homo. He tried every shout, in every sound
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  Speaker 1: against this wall. At times he waited and listened, but
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  Speaker 1: the house remained mute and dead. Then, exasperated, he began
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  Speaker 1: again with blows, shouts, and repeated knockings re echoed all around.
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  Speaker 1: It might have been thunder trying to awake the grave.
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  Speaker 1: There is a certain stage of fright in which a
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  Speaker 1: man becomes terrible. He who fears everything fears nothing. He
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  Speaker 1: would strike the s p h n X. He defies
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  Speaker 1: the unknown. Gwynplaine renewed the noise in every possible form, stopping, resuming,
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  Speaker 1: unwearying in the shouts and appeals by which he assailed
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  Speaker 1: the tragic silence. He called a thousand times on the
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  Speaker 1: names of those who should have been there. He shrieked
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  Speaker 1: out every name except that of d e A, a
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  Speaker 1: precaution of which he could not have explained the reason himself,
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  Speaker 1: but which instinct inspired even in his distraction. Having exhausted
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  Speaker 1: calls and cries, nothing was left But to break in,
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  Speaker 1: I must enter the house, he said to himself. But
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  Speaker 1: how he broke a pane of glass in Govicum's room
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  Speaker 1: by thrusting his hand through it, tearing the flesh. He
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  Speaker 1: drew the bolt of the sash and opened the window.
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  Speaker 1: Perceiving that his sword was in the way, he tore
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  Speaker 1: it off angrily, scabbard, blade and belt, and flung it
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  Speaker 1: on the pavement. Then he raised himself by the inequalities
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  Speaker 1: in the wall, and though the window was narrow, he
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  Speaker 1: was able to pass through it. He entered the inn.
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  Speaker 1: Govicum's bed, dimly visible in its nook, was there, but
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  Speaker 1: Govicum was not in it. If Govicum was not in
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  Speaker 1: his bed, it was evident that Nicholas could not be
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  Speaker 1: in his. The whole house was dark. He felt in
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  Speaker 1: that shadowy interior, the mysterious immobility of emptiness, and that
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  Speaker 1: vague fear which signifies there is no one here. Gwynplaine,
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  Speaker 1: convulsed with anxiety, crossed the lower room, knocking against the tables,
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  Speaker 1: upsetting the earthenware, throwing down the benches, sweeping against the jugs,
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  Speaker 1: and striding over the furniture. Reached the door leading into
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  Speaker 1: the court and broke it open with one blow from
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  Speaker 1: his knee, which sprung the lock. The door turned on
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  Speaker 1: its hinges. He looked into the court. The green box
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  Speaker 1: was no longer there. Chapter two, The Drakes. Gwynplaine left
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  Speaker 1: the house and began to explore Torenzo Field in every direction.
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  Speaker 1: He went to every place where the day before the
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  Speaker 1: tents and caravans had stood. He knocked at the stalls,
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  Speaker 1: though he knew well that they were uninhabited. He struck
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  Speaker 1: everything that looked like a door or a window. Not
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  Speaker 1: a voice arose from the darkness. Something like death had
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  Speaker 1: been there. The ant hill had been raised, some measures
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  Speaker 1: of police had apparently been carried out. There had been
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  Speaker 1: what in our days would be called orazia. Tarrinzo Field
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  Speaker 1: was worse than a desert. It had been scoured, and
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  Speaker 1: every corner of it scratched up, as it were, by
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  Speaker 1: pitiless claws. The pocket of the unfortunate fair Green had
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  Speaker 1: been turned inside out and completely emptied. Gwynplaine, after having
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  Speaker 1: searched every yard of ground, left the Green, struck into
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  Speaker 1: the crooked streets abutting on the site called East Point,
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  Speaker 1: and directed his steps towards the Thames. He had threaded
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  Speaker 1: his way through a network of lanes bounded only by
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  Speaker 1: walls and hedges, when he felt the fresh breeze from
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  Speaker 1: the water, heard the dull lapping of the river, and
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  Speaker 1: suddenly saw a parapet in front of him. It was
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  Speaker 1: the parapet of the Efrok Stone. This parapet bounded a
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  Speaker 1: block of the quay, which was very short and very narrow.
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  Speaker 1: Under it, the high wall the Efrok Stone, buried itself
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  Speaker 1: perpendicularly in the dark water below. Gwynplaine stopped at the parapet, and,
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  Speaker 1: leaning his elbows on it, laid his head in his
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  Speaker 1: hands and set to thinking. With the water beneath him.
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  Speaker 1: Did he look at the water, No, at what? Then
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  Speaker 1: at the shadow? Not the shadow without, but within him,
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  Speaker 1: in the melancholy, night bound landscape which he scarcely marked.
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  Speaker 1: In the outer depths, which his eyes did not pierce,
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  Speaker 1: were the blurred sketches of masts and spars. Below the
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  Speaker 1: Efroc Stone, there was nothing on the river, but the
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  Speaker 1: quay sloped insensibly downwards till some distance off it met
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  Speaker 1: a pier at which several vessels were lying, some of
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  Speaker 1: which had just arrived, others which were on the point
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  Speaker 1: of departure. These vessels communicated with the shore by little
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  Speaker 1: jetties constructed for the purpose, some of stone, some of wood,
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  Speaker 1: or by movable gangways. All of them, whether moored to
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  Speaker 1: the jetties or at anchor, were wrapped in silence. There
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  Speaker 1: was neither voice nor movement on board. It being a
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  Speaker 1: good house bit of sailors to sleep when they can,
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  Speaker 1: and awake only when wanted. If any of them were
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  Speaker 1: to sail during the night at high tide, the crews
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  Speaker 1: were not yet awake. The hulls, like large black bubbles,
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  Speaker 1: and the rigging like threads mingled with ladders, were barely visible.
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  Speaker 1: All was livid and confused. Here and there a red
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  Speaker 1: cresset pierced the haze. Gwynplaine saw nothing of all this.
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  Speaker 1: What he was musing on was destiny. He was in
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  Speaker 1: a dream, a vision, giddy in presence of an inexorable reality.
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  Speaker 1: He fancied that he heard behind him something like an earthquake.
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  Speaker 1: It was the laughter of the lords. From that laughter
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  Speaker 1: he had just emerged. He had come out of it,
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  Speaker 1: having received a blow, and from whom from his own brother,
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  Speaker 1: flying from the laughter, carrying with him the blow, seeking refuge,
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  Speaker 1: a wounded bird in his nest, rushing from hate and
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  Speaker 1: seeking love. What had he found? Darkness? No one, everything gone.
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  Speaker 1: He compared that darkness to the dream he had indulged in.
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  Speaker 1: What a crumbling away Gwynplaine had just reached that sinister bound,
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  Speaker 1: the void, the green box gone. Was his universe vanished?
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  Speaker 1: His soul had been closed up. He reflected, what could
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  Speaker 1: have happened? Where were they? They had evidently been carried away.
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  Speaker 1: Destiny had given him Gwynplaine a blow, which was greatness.
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  Speaker 1: Its reaction had struck them another, which was annihilation. It
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  Speaker 1: was clear that he would never see them again. Precautions
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  Speaker 1: had been taken against that. They had scoured the fair green,
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  Speaker 1: beginning by Nicholas and Govicum, so that he should gain
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  Speaker 1: no clue through them. Inexorable dispersion. That fearful social system,
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  Speaker 1: at the same time that it had pulverized him in
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  Speaker 1: the House of Lords, had crushed them in their little cabin.
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  Speaker 1: They were lost. D e A was lost lost to
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  Speaker 1: him forever, Powers of heaven. Where was she? And he
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  Speaker 1: had not been there to defend her. To have to
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  Speaker 1: make guesses as to the absent whom we love is
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  Speaker 1: to put oneself to the torture. He inflicted this torture
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  Speaker 1: on himself. At every thought that he fathomed, at every
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  Speaker 1: supposition which he made, he felt within him a moan
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  Speaker 1: of agony. Through a succession of bitter reflections, he remembered
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  Speaker 1: a man who was evidently fatal to him, and who
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  Speaker 1: had called himself Barkilphedro. That man had inscribed on his
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  Speaker 1: brain a dark sentence, which reappeared now. He had written
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  Speaker 1: it in such terrible ink that every letter had turned
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  Speaker 1: to fire, And Gwynplaine saw flaming at the bottom of
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  Speaker 1: his thought the enigmatical words, the meaning of which was
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  Speaker 1: at length solved. Destiny never opens one door without closing another.
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  Speaker 1: All was over, The final shadows had gathered about him.
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  Speaker 1: In every man's fate, there may be an end of
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  Speaker 1: the world for himself alone. It is called despair. The
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  Speaker 1: soul is full of falling stars. This, then, was what
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  Speaker 1: he had come to. A vapor had passed. He had
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  Speaker 1: been mingled with it. It had lain heavily on his eyes,
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  Speaker 1: It had disordered his brain. He had been outwardly blinded,
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  Speaker 1: intoxicated within. This had lasted the time of a passing vapor.
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  Speaker 1: Then everything melted away, the vapor and his life. Awaking
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  Speaker 1: from the dream, he found himself alone, all vanished, all gone,
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  Speaker 1: all lost, night nothingness. Such was his horizon. He was alone.
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  Speaker 1: Alone has a synonym, which is dead. Despair is an accountant.
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  Speaker 1: It sets itself to find its total. It adds up everything,
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  Speaker 1: even to the farthings. It reproaches heaven with its thunderbolts
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  Speaker 1: and its pinpricks. It seeks to find what it has
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  Speaker 1: to expect from fate. It argues, weighs, and calculates outwardly
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  Speaker 1: cool while the burning lava is still flowing on within.
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  Speaker 1: Gwynplaine examined himself and examined his fate. The backward glance
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  Speaker 1: of thought, terrible recapitulation. When at the top of a
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  Speaker 1: mountain we look down the precipice, when at the bottom
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  Speaker 1: we look up at heaven, and we say I was there.
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  Speaker 1: Gwynplaine was at the very bottom of misfortune. How sudden, too,
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  Speaker 1: had been his fall. Such is the hideous swiftness of misfortune.
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  Speaker 1: Although it is so heavy that we might fancy it
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  Speaker 1: s low. But no, it would likewise appear that snow,
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  Speaker 1: from its coldness, ought to be the paralysis of winter,
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  Speaker 1: and from its whiteness, the immobility of the winding sheet.
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  Speaker 1: Yet this is contradicted by the avalanche. The avalanche is
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  Speaker 1: snow become a furnace. It remains frozen, but it devours.
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  Speaker 1: The avalanche had envelop Gwynplaine. He had been torn like
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  Speaker 1: a rag, uprooted like a tree, precipitated like a stone.
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  Speaker 1: He recalled all the circumstances of his fall. He put
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  Speaker 1: himself questions and returned answers. Grief is an examination. There
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  Speaker 1: is no judge so searching as conscience conducting its own trial.
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  Speaker 1: What amount of remorse was there in his despair? This
• 20:24
  Speaker 1: he wished to find out, and dissected his conscience excruciating vivisection.
• 20:31
  Speaker 1: His absence had caused a catastrophe? Had this absence depended
• 20:35
  Speaker 1: on him in all that had happened? Had he been
• 20:38
  Speaker 1: a free agent? No, he had felt himself captive. What
• 20:44
  Speaker 1: was that which had arrested and detained him? A prison? No?
• 20:49
  Speaker 1: A chain? No? What then, sticky slime? He had sunk
• 20:56
  Speaker 1: into the slew of greatness? To whom has it not happened?
• 21:00
  Speaker 1: To be free in appearance? Yet to feel that his
• 21:02
  Speaker 1: wings are hampered? There had been something like a snare
• 21:05
  Speaker 1: spread for him. What is at first temptation ends by captivity. Nevertheless,
• 21:12
  Speaker 1: and his conscience pressed him on this point. Had he
• 21:14
  Speaker 1: merely submitted to what had been offered him? No, he
• 21:18
  Speaker 1: had accepted it. Violence and surprise had been used with
• 21:22
  Speaker 1: him in a certain measure, it was true, But he,
• 21:25
  Speaker 1: in a certain measure had given in. To have allowed
• 21:28
  Speaker 1: himself to be carried off was not his fault. But
• 21:31
  Speaker 1: to have allowed himself to be inebriated was his weakness.
• 21:34
  Speaker 1: There had been a moment, a decisive moment, when the
• 21:37
  Speaker 1: question was proposed. This Barkilphedro had placed a dilemma before Gwynplaine,
• 21:43
  Speaker 1: and had given him clear power to decide his fate.
• 21:45
  Speaker 1: By a word, Gwynplaine might have said no, He had
• 21:50
  Speaker 1: said yes. From that yes, uttered in a moment of dizziness,
• 21:55
  Speaker 1: everything had sprung. Gwynplaine realized this now in the bitter
• 21:59
  Speaker 1: after time of that consent. Nevertheless, for he debated with himself,
• 22:05
  Speaker 1: was it then so great a wrong to take possession
• 22:07
  Speaker 1: of his right, of his patrimony, of his heritage, of
• 22:10
  Speaker 1: his house, and as a patrician of the rank of
• 22:13
  Speaker 1: his ancestors, as an orphan of the name of his father.
• 22:17
  Speaker 1: What had he accepted a restitution made by whom by Providence?
• 22:25
  Speaker 1: Then his mind revolted senseless acceptance. What a bargain had
• 22:31
  Speaker 1: he struck? What a foolish exchange he had trafficked with
• 22:35
  Speaker 1: Providence at a loss? How now for an income of
• 22:40
  Speaker 1: eighty thousand pounds a year, for seven or eight titles,
• 22:44
  Speaker 1: for ten or twelve palaces, for houses in town and
• 22:47
  Speaker 1: castles in the country, for a hundred lackeys, for packs
• 22:51
  Speaker 1: of hounds and carriages, and armorial bearings, to be a
• 22:54
  Speaker 1: judge and legislator, for a coronet in purple robes like
• 22:58
  Speaker 1: a king, to be a baron and a marquis, to
• 23:01
  Speaker 1: be a peer of England. He had given the hut
• 23:04
  Speaker 1: of Ursus and the smile of da for shipwreck and
• 23:07
  Speaker 1: destruction in the surging immensity of greatness. He had bartered
• 23:11
  Speaker 1: happiness for the ocean. He had given the pearl Oh
• 23:15
  Speaker 1: mad man, O fool o dupe. Yet nevertheless, and here
• 23:22
  Speaker 1: the objection reappeared on firmer ground. In this fever of
• 23:25
  Speaker 1: high fortune which had seized him. All had not been unwholesome,
• 23:29
  Speaker 1: perhaps there would have been selfishness in renunciation. Perhaps he
• 23:32
  Speaker 1: had done his duty in the acceptance, suddenly transformed into
• 23:36
  Speaker 1: a lord. What ought he to have done? The complication
• 23:40
  Speaker 1: of events produces perplexity of mind. This had happened to him.
• 23:45
  Speaker 1: Duty gave contrary orders, duty on all sides at once,
• 23:50
  Speaker 1: Duty multiple and contradictory. This was the bewilderment which he
• 23:53
  Speaker 1: had suffered. It was this that had paralyzed him, especially
• 23:57
  Speaker 1: when he had not refused to take the journey from
• 23:59
  Speaker 1: courtly owned lodge to the House of lords. What we
• 24:03
  Speaker 1: call rising in life is leaving the safe for the
• 24:05
  Speaker 1: dangerous path, which is thenceforth the straight line. Towards whom
• 24:11
  Speaker 1: is our first duty? Is it towards those nearest to
• 24:14
  Speaker 1: ourselves or is it towards mankind? Generally? Do we not
• 24:18
  Speaker 1: cease to belong to our own circumscribed circle and become
• 24:22
  Speaker 1: part of the great family of all? As we ascend,
• 24:25
  Speaker 1: we feel an increased pressure on our virtue. The higher
• 24:29
  Speaker 1: we rise, the greater is the strain. The increase of
• 24:32
  Speaker 1: right is an increase of duty. We come to many
• 24:36
  Speaker 1: cross ways phantom roads, perchance, and we imagine that we
• 24:40
  Speaker 1: see the finger of conscience pointing each one of them
• 24:42
  Speaker 1: out to us, which shall we take? Change our direction,
• 24:47
  Speaker 1: remain where we are, advance, go back? What are we
• 24:51
  Speaker 1: to do? That there should be cross roads? And conscience
• 24:54
  Speaker 1: is strange enough, but responsibility may be a labyrinth. And
• 24:59
  Speaker 1: when a man contains idea, when he is the incarnation
• 25:02
  Speaker 1: of a fact, when he is a symbolical man, at
• 25:04
  Speaker 1: the same time that he is a man of flesh
• 25:06
  Speaker 1: and blood, is not the responsibility still more oppressive? Thence
• 25:11
  Speaker 1: the care laden docility in the dumb anxiety of Gwynplaine.
• 25:14
  Speaker 1: Thence his obedience when summoned to take his seat. A
• 25:18
  Speaker 1: pensive man is often a passive man. He had heard
• 25:21
  Speaker 1: what he fancied was the command of duty itself, was
• 25:25
  Speaker 1: not that entrance into a place where oppression could be discussed,
• 25:28
  Speaker 1: and resisted the realization of one of his deepest aspirations.
• 25:32
  Speaker 1: When he had been called upon to speak, He the
• 25:35
  Speaker 1: fearful human scantling. He the living specimen of the despotic
• 25:38
  Speaker 1: whims under which for six thousand years mankind has grown
• 25:42
  Speaker 1: in agony. Had he the right to refuse, had he
• 25:45
  Speaker 1: the right to withdraw his head from under the tongue
• 25:47
  Speaker 1: of fire descending from on high to rest upon him
• 25:51
  Speaker 1: in the obscure and giddy debate of conscience. What had
• 25:54
  Speaker 1: he said to himself? This the people are a silence.
• 25:58
  Speaker 1: I will be the mighty act advocate of that silence.
• 26:01
  Speaker 1: I will speak for the dumb. I will speak of
• 26:03
  Speaker 1: the little to the great, of the weak to the powerful.
• 26:07
  Speaker 1: This is the purpose of my fate. God wills what
• 26:10
  Speaker 1: he wills, and does it. It was a wonder that
• 26:13
  Speaker 1: Hardquanon's flask In, which was the metamorphosis of Gwynplaine into
• 26:17
  Speaker 1: Lord Clancharlie, should have floated for fifteen years on the ocean,
• 26:21
  Speaker 1: on the billows, in the surf, through the storms, and
• 26:24
  Speaker 1: that all the raging of the sea did it no harm.
• 26:27
  Speaker 1: But I can see the reason. There are destinies with
• 26:31
  Speaker 1: secret springs. I have the key of mine and know
• 26:34
  Speaker 1: its enigma. I am predestined. I have a mission. I
• 26:39
  Speaker 1: will be the poor man's lord. I will speak for
• 26:42
  Speaker 1: the speechless with despair. I will translate in articulate remonstrance.
• 26:46
  Speaker 1: I will translate the mutterings, the groans, the murmurs, the
• 26:49
  Speaker 1: voices of the crowd, their ill spoken complaints, their unintelligible words,
• 26:55
  Speaker 1: and those animal like cries which ignorance and suffering put
• 26:58
  Speaker 1: into men's mouths. The clamor of men is as inarticulate
• 27:02
  Speaker 1: as the howling of the wind. They cry out, but
• 27:05
  Speaker 1: they are understood, so that cries become equivalent to silence,
• 27:09
  Speaker 1: and silence with them means throwing down their arms. This
• 27:13
  Speaker 1: forced disarmament calls for help. I will be their help.
• 27:17
  Speaker 1: I will be the denunciation. I will be the word
• 27:19
  Speaker 1: of the people. Thanks to me, they shall be understood.
• 27:24
  Speaker 1: I will be the bleeding mouth from which the gag
• 27:26
  Speaker 1: has been torn. I will tell everything. This will be great. Indeed, yes,
• 27:33
  Speaker 1: it is fine to speak for the dumb, but to
• 27:35
  Speaker 1: speak to the deaf is sad. And that was his
• 27:38
  Speaker 1: second part in the drama. Alas he had failed irremediably.
• 27:44
  Speaker 1: The elevation in which he had believed the high fortune
• 27:47
  Speaker 1: had melted away like a mirage. And what a fall,
• 27:52
  Speaker 1: to be drowned in a surge of laughter. He had
• 27:55
  Speaker 1: believed himself strong, He who, during so many years had
• 27:59
  Speaker 1: floated with observant mind on the wide sea of suffering,
• 28:02
  Speaker 1: He who had brought back out of the great shadow
• 28:04
  Speaker 1: so touching a cry. He had been flung against that
• 28:08
  Speaker 1: huge rock, the frivolity of the fortunate. He believed himself
• 28:12
  Speaker 1: an avenger. He was but a clown. He thought that
• 28:15
  Speaker 1: he wielded the thunderbolt, he did but tickle. In place
• 28:19
  Speaker 1: of emotion, he met with mockery. He sobbed. They burst
• 28:24
  Speaker 1: into gaiety, And under that gaiety he had sunk, fatally submerged.
• 28:28
  Speaker 1: And what had they laughed at? At his laugh? So
• 28:33
  Speaker 1: that trace of a hateful act of which he must
• 28:35
  Speaker 1: keep the mark forever mutilation carved in everlasting gaiety, the
• 28:39
  Speaker 1: stigma of laughter, image of the sham contentment of nations
• 28:42
  Speaker 1: under their oppressors, that mask of joy produced by torture,
• 28:46
  Speaker 1: that abyss of Grimace which he carried on his features,
• 28:49
  Speaker 1: the scar which signified jussu regis, the attestation of a
• 28:53
  Speaker 1: crime committed by the king towards him, and the symbol
• 28:56
  Speaker 1: of crime committed by Royalty towards the people. That it
• 28:59
  Speaker 1: was which a tr triumphed over him, that it was
• 29:01
  Speaker 1: which had overwhelmed him, so that the accusation against the
• 29:04
  Speaker 1: executioner turned into sentence upon the victim. What a prodigious
• 29:08
  Speaker 1: denial of justice. Royalty, having had satisfaction of his father,
• 29:14
  Speaker 1: had had satisfaction of him. The evil that had been
• 29:17
  Speaker 1: done had served as pretext and as motive for the
• 29:19
  Speaker 1: evil which remained to be done. Against whom were the
• 29:23
  Speaker 1: lords angered? Against the torturer, No, against the tortured. Here
• 29:29
  Speaker 1: is the throne, there the people here, James the second,
• 29:34
  Speaker 1: there Gwynplaine. That confrontation indeed brought to light an outrage
• 29:39
  Speaker 1: and a crime. What was the outrage? Complaint? What was
• 29:45
  Speaker 1: the crime? Suffering? Let misery hide itself in silence, otherwise
• 29:51
  Speaker 1: it becomes treason. And those men who had dragged Gwynplaine
• 29:55
  Speaker 1: on the hurdle of sarcasm? Were they wicked? No? But
• 29:59
  Speaker 1: they too had their fatality. They were happy, They were executioners,
• 30:04
  Speaker 1: ignorant of the fact, they were good humored. They saw
• 30:08
  Speaker 1: no use in Gwynplaine. He opened himself to them, He
• 30:13
  Speaker 1: tore out his heart to show them, and they cried,
• 30:15
  Speaker 1: go on with your play. But sharpest sting he had
• 30:20
  Speaker 1: laughed himself. The frightful chain which tied down his soul
• 30:24
  Speaker 1: hindered his thoughts from rising to his face. His disfigurement
• 30:28
  Speaker 1: reached even his senses, And while his conscience was indignant,
• 30:32
  Speaker 1: his face gave it the lie and jested then all
• 30:36
  Speaker 1: was over. He was the laughing man, the caryat it
• 30:40
  Speaker 1: of the weeping world. He was an agony, petrified in hilarity,
• 30:44
  Speaker 1: carrying the weight of a universe of calamity, and walled
• 30:47
  Speaker 1: up forever with the gaiety, the ridicule, and the amusement
• 30:50
  Speaker 1: of others, of all the oppressed, of whom he was
• 30:53
  Speaker 1: the incarnation. He partook the hateful fate to be a
• 30:56
  Speaker 1: desolation not believed in. They jeered at his distress. To them,
• 31:01
  Speaker 1: he was but an extraordinary buffoon, lifted out of some
• 31:03
  Speaker 1: frightful condensation of misery, escaped from his prison, changed to
• 31:07
  Speaker 1: a deity, risen from the dregs of the people, to
• 31:10
  Speaker 1: the foot of the throne, mingling with the stars, and who,
• 31:13
  Speaker 1: having once amused the damned, now amused the elect. All
• 31:17
  Speaker 1: that was in him, of generosity, of enthusiasm, of eloquence,
• 31:22
  Speaker 1: of heart, of soul, of fury, of anger, of love,
• 31:25
  Speaker 1: of inexpressible grief, ended in a burst of laughter. And
• 31:30
  Speaker 1: he proved, as he had told the lords, that this
• 31:33
  Speaker 1: was not the exception, but that it was the normal, ordinary, universal, unlimited,
• 31:38
  Speaker 1: sovereign fact, so amalgamated with the routine of life that
• 31:41
  Speaker 1: they took no account of it. The hungry pauper laughs,
• 31:45
  Speaker 1: the beggar laughs, the felon laughs, the prostitute laughs, the
• 31:49
  Speaker 1: orphan laughs to gain his bread, the slave laughs, the
• 31:52
  Speaker 1: soldier laughs, the people laugh. Society is so constituted that
• 31:57
  Speaker 1: every perdition, every indigence, every catastrophe, every fever, every ulcer,
• 32:02
  Speaker 1: every agony is resolved on the surface of the abyss
• 32:05
  Speaker 1: into one frightful grin of joy. Now he was that
• 32:09
  Speaker 1: universal grin, and that grin was himself the law of heaven.
• 32:14
  Speaker 1: The unknown power which governs had willed that a specter,
• 32:17
  Speaker 1: visible and palpable, a specter of flesh and bone, should
• 32:20
  Speaker 1: be the synopsis of the monstrous parody which we call
• 32:23
  Speaker 1: the world. And he was that specter immutable fate. He
• 32:27
  Speaker 1: had cried pity for those who suffer in vain, He
• 32:32
  Speaker 1: had striven to awake pity. He had awakened horror. Such
• 32:36
  Speaker 1: is the law of apparitions. But while he was a specter,
• 32:40
  Speaker 1: he was also a man. Here was the heart trending complication,
• 32:44
  Speaker 1: a specter without a man within a man more than
• 32:48
  Speaker 1: any other, perhaps, since his double fate was the synopsis
• 32:52
  Speaker 1: of all humanity and he felt that humanity was at
• 32:55
  Speaker 1: once present in him and absent from him. There was
• 32:59
  Speaker 1: in his existence something insurmountable. What was he a disinherited heir, No,
• 33:06
  Speaker 1: for he was a lord. Was he a lord, No,
• 33:10
  Speaker 1: for he was a rebel. He was the light bearer
• 33:13
  Speaker 1: a terrible spoil sport. He was not Satan, certainly, but
• 33:18
  Speaker 1: he was lucifer. His entrance, with his torch in his hand,
• 33:22
  Speaker 1: was sinister, sinister, for whom, for the sinister terrible, to
• 33:28
  Speaker 1: whom to the terrible. Therefore they rejected him enter their
• 33:34
  Speaker 1: order be accepted by them. Never the obstacle which he
• 33:40
  Speaker 1: carried in his face was frightful, But the obstacle which
• 33:43
  Speaker 1: he carried in his ideas was still more insurmountable. His
• 33:47
  Speaker 1: speech was to them more deformed than his face. He
• 33:50
  Speaker 1: had no possible thought in common with the world of
• 33:53
  Speaker 1: the great and powerful, in which he had, by a
• 33:55
  Speaker 1: freak of fate, been born, and from which another freak
• 33:58
  Speaker 1: of fate had driven him out. There was between men
• 34:01
  Speaker 1: and his face a mask, and between society and his
• 34:04
  Speaker 1: mind a wall, in mixing from infancy a wandering mountebank
• 34:09
  Speaker 1: with that vast and tough substance which is called the crowd.
• 34:12
  Speaker 1: In saturating himself with the attraction of the multitude and
• 34:15
  Speaker 1: impregnating himself with the great soul of mankind, he had
• 34:18
  Speaker 1: lost in the common sense of the whole of mankind,
• 34:21
  Speaker 1: the particular sense of the reigning classes on their heights.
• 34:25
  Speaker 1: He was impossible. He had reached them wet with water
• 34:28
  Speaker 1: from the well of truth. The odor of the abyss
• 34:31
  Speaker 1: was on him. He was repugnant to those princes perfumed
• 34:35
  Speaker 1: with lies, to those who live on fiction. Truth is disgusting,
• 34:39
  Speaker 1: and he who thirsts for flattery vomits the reel when
• 34:42
  Speaker 1: he has happened to drink it by mistake. That which
• 34:45
  Speaker 1: Gwynplaine brought was not fit for their table, for what
• 34:49
  Speaker 1: was it? Reason? Wisdom, justice? And they rejected them with disgust.
• 34:55
  Speaker 1: There were bishops there. He brought God into their presence.
• 35:00
  Speaker 1: Who was this intruder? The two poles repel each other.
• 35:05
  Speaker 1: They can never amalgamate, for transition is wanting. Hence the
• 35:09
  Speaker 1: result a cry of anger. When they were brought together
• 35:12
  Speaker 1: in terrible juxtaposition, all misery concentrated in a man face
• 35:16
  Speaker 1: to face with all pride concentrated in a cast to
• 35:20
  Speaker 1: accuse is useless to state is sufficient. Gwynplaine, meditating on
• 35:26
  Speaker 1: the limits of his destiny, proved the total uselessness of
• 35:29
  Speaker 1: his effort. He proved the deafness of high places. The
• 35:34
  Speaker 1: privileged have no hearing on the side next the disinherited.
• 35:38
  Speaker 1: Is it their fault? Alas, no, it is their law.
• 35:44
  Speaker 1: Forgive them to be moved would be to abdicate of
• 35:49
  Speaker 1: lords and princes. Expect nothing. He who is satisfied is inexorable.
• 35:54
  Speaker 1: For those that have their filled. The hungry do not exist.
• 35:58
  Speaker 1: The happy ignore and ice themselves on the threshold of
• 36:02
  Speaker 1: their paradise, as on the threshold of hell must be written,
• 36:06
  Speaker 1: leave all hope behind. Gwynplaine had met with the reception
• 36:10
  Speaker 1: of a specter entering the dwelling of the gods. Here
• 36:13
  Speaker 1: all that was within him rose in rebellion. No, he
• 36:17
  Speaker 1: was no specter. He was a man. He told them,
• 36:21
  Speaker 1: He shouted to them that he was man. He was
• 36:25
  Speaker 1: not a phantom. He was palpitating flesh. He had a brain,
• 36:30
  Speaker 1: and he thought, he had a heart, and he loved,
• 36:33
  Speaker 1: He had a soul, and he hoped. Indeed, to have
• 36:37
  Speaker 1: hoped over much was his whole crime. Alas he had
• 36:41
  Speaker 1: exaggerated hope into believing in that thing at once so
• 36:44
  Speaker 1: brilliant and so dark, which is called society. He who
• 36:48
  Speaker 1: was without had re entered it. It had, at once,
• 36:51
  Speaker 1: and at first sight, made him its three offers, and
• 36:54
  Speaker 1: given him its three gifts marriage, family and caste marriage.
• 37:01
  Speaker 1: He had seen prostitution on the threshold family. His brother
• 37:06
  Speaker 1: had struck him, and was awaiting him the next day,
• 37:09
  Speaker 1: sword in hand. Cast It had burst into laughter in
• 37:13
  Speaker 1: his face, at him the patrician, at him the wretch.
• 37:17
  Speaker 1: It had rejected almost before it had admitted him, so
• 37:21
  Speaker 1: that his first three steps into the dense shadow of
• 37:23
  Speaker 1: society had opened three gulfs beneath him. And it was
• 37:27
  Speaker 1: by a treacherous transfiguration that his disaster had begun, and
• 37:31
  Speaker 1: catastrophe had approached him with the aspect of apotheosis. Assend
• 37:35
  Speaker 1: had signified descend. His fate was the reverse of jobs.
• 37:41
  Speaker 1: It was through prosperity that adversity had reached him, O
• 37:44
  Speaker 1: tragical enigma of life. Behold what pitfalls A child? He
• 37:50
  Speaker 1: had wrestled against the night, and had been stronger than it.
• 37:53
  Speaker 1: A man. He had wrestled against destiny and had overcome
• 37:57
  Speaker 1: it out of disfigurement, he had created success, and out
• 38:01
  Speaker 1: of misery happiness of his exile, he had made an
• 38:05
  Speaker 1: asylum a vagabond. He had wrestled against space, and like
• 38:10
  Speaker 1: the birds of the air, he had found his crumb
• 38:12
  Speaker 1: of bread wild and solitary. He had wrestled against the
• 38:16
  Speaker 1: crowd and had made it his friend. An athlete, he
• 38:20
  Speaker 1: had wrestled against that lion, the people, and he had
• 38:23
  Speaker 1: tamed it indigent. He had wrestled against distress. He had
• 38:27
  Speaker 1: faced the dull necessity of living, and from amalgamating with
• 38:30
  Speaker 1: misery every joy of his heart, he had at length
• 38:33
  Speaker 1: made riches out of poverty. He had believed himself the
• 38:37
  Speaker 1: conqueror of life. Of a sudden, he was attacked by
• 38:40
  Speaker 1: fresh forces, reaching him from unknown depths, this time with
• 38:44
  Speaker 1: menaces no longer, but with smiles and caresses. Love, serpent
• 38:49
  Speaker 1: like and sensual, had appeared to him, who was filled
• 38:52
  Speaker 1: with angelic love. The flesh had tempted him, who had
• 38:56
  Speaker 1: lived on the ideal. He had heard words of lovectuousness,
• 39:00
  Speaker 1: like cries of rage. He had felt the clasp of
• 39:03
  Speaker 1: a woman's arms like the convolutions of a snake, to
• 39:06
  Speaker 1: the illumination of truth had succeeded the fascination of falsehood.
• 39:10
  Speaker 1: For it is not the flesh that is real, but
• 39:12
  Speaker 1: the soul. The flesh is ashes, the soul is flame.
• 39:17
  Speaker 1: For the little circle allied to him by the relationship
• 39:19
  Speaker 1: of poverty and toil, which was his true and natural family,
• 39:23
  Speaker 1: had been substituted to social family, his family in blood,
• 39:26
  Speaker 1: but of tainted blood. And even before he had entered
• 39:29
  Speaker 1: it he found himself face to face with an intended fractoricide.
• 39:33
  Speaker 1: Alas he had allowed himself to be thrown back into
• 39:37
  Speaker 1: that society of which Brantome, whom he had not read, wrote,
• 39:41
  Speaker 1: the son has a right to challenge his father. A
• 39:44
  Speaker 1: fatal fortune had cried to him thou art not of
• 39:47
  Speaker 1: the crowd, Thou art of the chosen, and had opened
• 39:51
  Speaker 1: the ceiling above his head like a trap in the sky,
• 39:54
  Speaker 1: and had shot him up through this opening, causing him
• 39:57
  Speaker 1: to appear wild and unexpected in the midst of princes
• 40:00
  Speaker 1: and masters. Then suddenly he saw around him, instead of
• 40:05
  Speaker 1: the people who applauded him, the lords who cursed him, mournful, metamorphosis, ignominious, ennobling, rude,
• 40:14
  Speaker 1: spoliation of all that had been his happiness, pillage of
• 40:17
  Speaker 1: his life by derision. Gwynplaine Clancharlie, the Lord the Mountebank,
• 40:23
  Speaker 1: torn out of his old lot, out of his new
• 40:25
  Speaker 1: lot by the beaks of those eagles. What availed it
• 40:29
  Speaker 1: that he had commenced life by immediate victory over obstacle,
• 40:33
  Speaker 1: of what good had been his early triumphs alas the
• 40:38
  Speaker 1: fall must come ere destiny be complete, so half against
• 40:42
  Speaker 1: his will, half of it, Because after he had done
• 40:45
  Speaker 1: with the wapentake, he had to do with Barkilphedro, and
• 40:48
  Speaker 1: he had given a certain amount of consent to his abductions.
• 40:51
  Speaker 1: He had left the real for the chimeracle, the true
• 40:53
  Speaker 1: for the false, de Ea for Jogiana, love for pride,
• 40:57
  Speaker 1: liberty for power, labor crowd and poor for opulence, full
• 41:01
  Speaker 1: of unknown responsibilities, the shade in which is God, for
• 41:04
  Speaker 1: the lurid flames in which the devils dwell, paradise for Olympus.
• 41:09
  Speaker 1: He had tasted the golden fruit. He was now spitting
• 41:13
  Speaker 1: out the ashes to which it turned lamentable result defeat, failure,
• 41:19
  Speaker 1: fall into ruin, insolent, expulsion of all his hopes, frustrated
• 41:23
  Speaker 1: by ridicule, immeasurable disillusion, and what was there for him
• 41:28
  Speaker 1: in the future. If he looked forward to the morrow,
• 41:31
  Speaker 1: what did he see? A drawn sword, the point of
• 41:35
  Speaker 1: which was against his breast, and the hilt in the
• 41:37
  Speaker 1: hand of his brother. He could see nothing but the
• 41:40
  Speaker 1: hideous flash of that sword. Jojiana and the House of
• 41:44
  Speaker 1: Lords made up the background in a monstrous chiara scurl
• 41:47
  Speaker 1: full of tragic shadows, And that brother seemed so brave
• 41:51
  Speaker 1: and chivalrous, alas he had hardly seen the Tom Jim
• 41:56
  Speaker 1: Jack who had defended Gwynplaine, the Lord David, who had
• 41:59
  Speaker 1: defend Lord Clancharlie. But he had had time to receive
• 42:02
  Speaker 1: a blow from him and to love him. He was crushed.
• 42:07
  Speaker 1: He felt it impossible to proceed further. Everything had crumbled
• 42:11
  Speaker 1: about him. Besides, what was the good of it all?
• 42:15
  Speaker 1: Weariness dwells in the depths of despair. The trial had
• 42:19
  Speaker 1: been made. It could not be renewed. Gwynplaine was like
• 42:24
  Speaker 1: a gamester who has played all his trunks away one
• 42:27
  Speaker 1: after the other. He had allowed himself to be drawn
• 42:30
  Speaker 1: to a fearful gambling table without thinking what he was about.
• 42:33
  Speaker 1: For so subtle is the poison of illusion he had
• 42:36
  Speaker 1: staked de Ea against Jogiana, and had gained a monster.
• 42:40
  Speaker 1: He had staked ursus against a family and had gained
• 42:43
  Speaker 1: an insult. He had played his mountebank platform against his
• 42:46
  Speaker 1: seat in the lords for the applause which was his.
• 42:49
  Speaker 1: He had gained insult. His last card had fallen on
• 42:53
  Speaker 1: that fatal green cloth, the deserted bowling green. Gwynplaine had
• 42:58
  Speaker 1: lost nothing from Maied, but to pay pay up, wretched man,
• 43:04
  Speaker 1: the thunder stricken lie still. Gwynplaine remained motionless. Anybody perceiving
• 43:10
  Speaker 1: him from Afar in the shadow, stiff and without movement,
• 43:14
  Speaker 1: might have fancied that he saw an upright stone. Hell,
• 43:18
  Speaker 1: the serpent and reverie are tortuous. Gwynplaine was descending the
• 43:23
  Speaker 1: suppulchral spirals of the deepest thought. He reflected on that
• 43:27
  Speaker 1: world of which he had just caught a glimpse, with
• 43:29
  Speaker 1: the icy contemplation of a last look. Marriage but no love,
• 43:34
  Speaker 1: family but no brotherly affection, Riches but no conscience, Beauty
• 43:39
  Speaker 1: but no modesty, Justice but no equity, Order but no equilibrium,
• 43:44
  Speaker 1: Authority but no right, power but no intelligence, Splendor but
• 43:49
  Speaker 1: no light, inexorable balance sheet. He went throughout the supreme
• 43:54
  Speaker 1: vision in which his mind had been plunged. He examined
• 43:58
  Speaker 1: successively destinyitation, society, and himself. What was destiny a snare situation, despair, society, hatred,
• 44:13
  Speaker 1: and himself a defeated man. In the depths of his soul,
• 44:18
  Speaker 1: he cried, Society is the stepmother. Nature is the mother.
• 44:23
  Speaker 1: Society is the world of the body. Nature is the
• 44:26
  Speaker 1: world of the soul. The one tends to the coffin,
• 44:29
  Speaker 1: to the deal box in the grave, to the earthworms,
• 44:32
  Speaker 1: and ends there. The other tends to expanded wings, to
• 44:36
  Speaker 1: transformation into the morning light, to ascent into the firmament,
• 44:40
  Speaker 1: and there revives into new life. By degrees of paroxysm
• 44:44
  Speaker 1: came over him like a sweeping surge. At the close
• 44:48
  Speaker 1: of events, there is always a last flash in which
• 44:50
  Speaker 1: all stands revealed once more, he who judges meets the
• 44:54
  Speaker 1: accused face to face. Gwynplaine reviewed all that society and
• 44:59
  Speaker 1: all that nature had done for him. How kind had
• 45:02
  Speaker 1: nature been to him, How she who is the soul,
• 45:06
  Speaker 1: had succored him. All had been taken from him, even
• 45:10
  Speaker 1: his features. The soul had given him all back, all
• 45:14
  Speaker 1: even his features. Because there was on earth a heavenly
• 45:17
  Speaker 1: blind girl made expressly for him, who saw not his ugliness,
• 45:20
  Speaker 1: and who saw his beauty. And it was from this
• 45:23
  Speaker 1: that he had allowed himself to be separated from that
• 45:26
  Speaker 1: adorable girl, from his own adopted one, from her tenderness,
• 45:30
  Speaker 1: from her divine blind gaze, the only gaze on earth
• 45:33
  Speaker 1: that saw him that he had strayed. D e A
• 45:36
  Speaker 1: was his sister, because he felt between them the grand
• 45:39
  Speaker 1: fraternity of above, the mystery which contains the whole of heaven.
• 45:43
  Speaker 1: D e A, when he was a little child, was
• 45:46
  Speaker 1: his virgin, because every child has his virgin, and at
• 45:49
  Speaker 1: the commencement of life, a marriage of souls is always
• 45:52
  Speaker 1: consummated in the plenitude of innocence. D e A was
• 45:56
  Speaker 1: his wife, for theirs was the same nest on the
• 45:58
  Speaker 1: highest branch of the deep rooted tree of hymen. D
• 46:02
  Speaker 1: e A was still more. She was his light, for
• 46:05
  Speaker 1: without her all was void and nothingness. And for him
• 46:08
  Speaker 1: her head was crowned with rays. What would become of
• 46:11
  Speaker 1: him without d A? What could he do with all
• 46:14
  Speaker 1: that was himself? Nothing in him could live without her?
• 46:19
  Speaker 1: How then, could he have lost sight of her for
• 46:21
  Speaker 1: a moment? O unfortunate man he allowed distance to intervene
• 46:27
  Speaker 1: between himself and his star. And by the unknown and
• 46:29
  Speaker 1: terrible laws of gravitation, in such things, distance is immediate loss.
• 46:35
  Speaker 1: Where was she the star? D a d A d
• 46:40
  Speaker 1: a d a alas he had lost her light? Take
• 46:47
  Speaker 1: away the star? And what is the sky? A black mass?
• 46:52
  Speaker 1: But why then had all this befallen him? Oh? What
• 46:56
  Speaker 1: happiness had been his for him? God? Had he made
• 47:00
  Speaker 1: Eden too close? Was the resemblance alas even to allowing
• 47:05
  Speaker 1: the serpent to enter. But this time it was the
• 47:08
  Speaker 1: man who had been tempted. He had been drawn without,
• 47:11
  Speaker 1: and then by a frightful snare, had fallen into a
• 47:14
  Speaker 1: chaos of murky laughter, which was hell o grief, O grief.
• 47:21
  Speaker 1: How frightful seemed all that had fascinated him, that Jojiana,
• 47:26
  Speaker 1: fearful creature, half beast, half goddess. Gwynplaine, was now on
• 47:31
  Speaker 1: the reverse side of his elevation, and he saw the
• 47:33
  Speaker 1: other aspect of that which had dazzled him. It was baleful.
• 47:38
  Speaker 1: His peerage was deformed, his coronet was hideous, his purple
• 47:42
  Speaker 1: robe a funeral garment. Those palaces infected, those trophies, those statues,
• 47:48
  Speaker 1: those armorial bearings sinister, the unwholesome and treacherous air poisoned
• 47:52
  Speaker 1: those who breathed it and turned them mad. How brilliant
• 47:56
  Speaker 1: the rags of the mountebank Gwynplaine appeared to him now
• 48:00
  Speaker 1: alas where was the green box, poverty, joy, the sweet
• 48:05
  Speaker 1: wandering life? Wandering together like the swallows, they never left
• 48:10
  Speaker 1: each other. Then he saw her every minute morning evening
• 48:14
  Speaker 1: at table, their knees, their elbows touched, they drank from
• 48:18
  Speaker 1: the same cup. The sun shone through the pane, but
• 48:21
  Speaker 1: it was only the sun, and d e A was love.
• 48:25
  Speaker 1: At night they slept not far from each other, and
• 48:27
  Speaker 1: the dream of d e A came and hovered over Gwynplaine,
• 48:30
  Speaker 1: and the dream of Gwynplaine spread itself mysteriously above the
• 48:34
  Speaker 1: head of d A. When they awoke, they could be
• 48:37
  Speaker 1: never quite sure that they had not exchanged kisses. In
• 48:39
  Speaker 1: the azure mists of dreams. D e A was all innocence, ursus,
• 48:44
  Speaker 1: all wisdom. They wandered from town to town, and they
• 48:48
  Speaker 1: had for provision and for stimulant, the frank, loving, gayety
• 48:51
  Speaker 1: of the people. They were angel vagabonds, with enough of
• 48:55
  Speaker 1: humanity to walk the earth and not enough of wings
• 48:58
  Speaker 1: to fly away, And now all had disappeared. Where was
• 49:02
  Speaker 1: it gone? Was it possible that it was all effaced?
• 49:06
  Speaker 1: What wind from the tomb had swept over them? All
• 49:10
  Speaker 1: was eclipsed, All was lost. Alas power, irresistible and deaf
• 49:17
  Speaker 1: to appeal, which weighs down the poor, flings its shadow
• 49:20
  Speaker 1: over all, and is capable of anything. What had been
• 49:24
  Speaker 1: done to them? And he had not been there to
• 49:26
  Speaker 1: protect them, to fling himself in front of them, to
• 49:29
  Speaker 1: defend them as a lord, with his title, his peerage,
• 49:33
  Speaker 1: and his sword, as a mountebank, with his fists and
• 49:35
  Speaker 1: his nails. And here arose a bitter reflection, perhaps the
• 49:40
  Speaker 1: most bitter of all. Well, No, he could not have
• 49:44
  Speaker 1: defended them. It was he himself who had destroyed them.
• 49:47
  Speaker 1: It was to save him, Lord Clancharlie, from them. It
• 49:51
  Speaker 1: was to isolate his dignity from contact with them. That
• 49:54
  Speaker 1: the infamous omnipotence of society had crushed them. The best
• 49:58
  Speaker 1: way in which he could protect them would be to
• 49:59
  Speaker 1: disa appear, and then the cause of their persecution would
• 50:02
  Speaker 1: cease he out of the way. They would be allowed
• 50:06
  Speaker 1: to remain in peace. Into what icy channel was his
• 50:09
  Speaker 1: thought beginning to run. Oh why had he allowed himself
• 50:14
  Speaker 1: to be separated from Da? Was not his first duty
• 50:18
  Speaker 1: towards her to serve and to defend the people. But
• 50:22
  Speaker 1: d e A was the people. D e A was
• 50:25
  Speaker 1: an orphan, She was blind, She represented humanity. Oh what
• 50:32
  Speaker 1: had they done to them? Cruel? Smart of regret, his
• 50:36
  Speaker 1: absence had left the field free for the catastrophe. He
• 50:40
  Speaker 1: would have shared their fate. Either they would have been
• 50:42
  Speaker 1: taken and carried away with him, or he would have
• 50:44
  Speaker 1: been swallowed up with them. And now what would become
• 50:48
  Speaker 1: of him without them? Gwynplaine, without Day, was it possible?
• 50:54
  Speaker 1: Without d e A was to be without everything? It
• 50:57
  Speaker 1: was all over Now, loved group was forever buried in
• 51:01
  Speaker 1: irreparable disappearance. All was spent. Besides condemned and damned, as
• 51:07
  Speaker 1: Gwynplaine was, what was the good of further struggle? He
• 51:11
  Speaker 1: had nothing more to expect, either of men or of heaven?
• 51:15
  Speaker 1: D A d A? Where is Day lost? What lost?
• 51:24
  Speaker 1: He who has lost his soul can regain it? But
• 51:26
  Speaker 1: through one outlet death. Gwynplaine, tragically, distraught, placed his hand
• 51:32
  Speaker 1: firmly on the parapet as on a solution and looked
• 51:35
  Speaker 1: at the river. It was his third night without sleep.
• 51:39
  Speaker 1: Fever had come over him. His thoughts, which he believed
• 51:43
  Speaker 1: to be clear, were blurred. He felt an imperative need
• 51:47
  Speaker 1: of sleep. He remained for a few instants leaning over
• 51:51
  Speaker 1: the water. Its darkness offered him a bed of boundless
• 51:54
  Speaker 1: tranquility in the infinity of shadow sinister temptation. He took
• 52:00
  Speaker 1: off his coat, which he folded and placed on the parapet.
• 52:03
  Speaker 1: Then he unbuttoned his waistcoat. As he was about to
• 52:06
  Speaker 1: take it off, his hand struck against something in the pocket.
• 52:10
  Speaker 1: It was the Red Book, which had been given him
• 52:12
  Speaker 1: by the librarian of the House of Lords. He drew
• 52:15
  Speaker 1: it from the pocket, examined it in the vague light
• 52:17
  Speaker 1: of the night, and found a pencil in it, with
• 52:20
  Speaker 1: which he wrote on the first blank that he found
• 52:22
  Speaker 1: these two lines. I depart, Let my brother David take
• 52:26
  Speaker 1: my place, and may he be happy. Then he signed
• 52:30
  Speaker 1: for main Clancharlie, Peer of England. He took off his
• 52:34
  Speaker 1: waistcoat and placed it upon the coat, then his hat,
• 52:37
  Speaker 1: which he placed upon the waistcoat. In the hat, he
• 52:40
  Speaker 1: laid the Red book open at the page on which
• 52:42
  Speaker 1: he had written, Seeing a stone lying on the ground.
• 52:46
  Speaker 1: He picked it up and placed it in the hat.
• 52:49
  Speaker 1: Having done all this, he looked up into the deep
• 52:51
  Speaker 1: shadow above him. Then his head sank slowly, as if
• 52:55
  Speaker 1: drawn by an invisible thread, towards the abyss. There was
• 52:59
  Speaker 1: a hole in the masonry near the base of the parapet.
• 53:02
  Speaker 1: He placed his foot in it so that his knee
• 53:04
  Speaker 1: stood higher than the top, and scarcely an effort was
• 53:06
  Speaker 1: necessary to spring over it. He clasped his hands behind
• 53:10
  Speaker 1: his back and leaned over. So be it, said he,
• 53:15
  Speaker 1: and he fixed his eyes on the deep waters. Just
• 53:18
  Speaker 1: then he felt a tongue licking his hands. He shuddered
• 53:22
  Speaker 1: and turned round. Homo was behind him. Conclusion, The Night
• 53:28
  Speaker 1: and the Sea, Chapter one. A watch dog may be
• 53:33
  Speaker 1: a guardian angel. Gwynplaine uttered a cry, is that you Wulf?
• 53:39
  Speaker 1: Homo wagged his tail, His eyes sparkled in the darkness.
• 53:44
  Speaker 1: He was looking earnestly at Gwynplaine. Then he began to
• 53:48
  Speaker 1: lick his hands again. For a moment, Gwynplaine was like
• 53:52
  Speaker 1: a drunken man. So great is the shock of Hope's
• 53:54
  Speaker 1: mighty return. Homo, what an apparition During the last forty
• 54:01
  Speaker 1: eight hours. He had exhausted what might be termed every
• 54:03
  Speaker 1: variety of the thunderbolt, but one was left to strike him,
• 54:07
  Speaker 1: the thunderbolt of joy, and it had just fallen upon him. Certainty,
• 54:13
  Speaker 1: or at least the light which leads to it, regained
• 54:16
  Speaker 1: the sudden intervention of some mysterious clemency possessed perhaps by
• 54:20
  Speaker 1: destiny life, saying, behold me in the darkest recess of
• 54:25
  Speaker 1: the grave, the very moment in which all expectation has ceased,
• 54:29
  Speaker 1: bringing back health and deliverance, a place of safety discovered
• 54:32
  Speaker 1: at the most critical instant, in the midst of crumbling ruins.
• 54:35
  Speaker 1: Homo was all this to Gwynplaine. The wolf appeared to
• 54:39
  Speaker 1: him in a halo of light. Meanwhile, Homo had turned round.
• 54:44
  Speaker 1: He advanced a few steps and then looked back to
• 54:47
  Speaker 1: see if Gwynplaine was following him. Gwynplaine was doing so,
• 54:52
  Speaker 1: Homo wagged his tail and went on. The road taken
• 54:56
  Speaker 1: by the wolf was the slope of the quay of
• 54:57
  Speaker 1: the eproch Stone. This slope shelved down to the Thames,
• 55:02
  Speaker 1: and Gwynplaine, guided by Homo, descended it. Homo turned his
• 55:07
  Speaker 1: head now and then to make sure that Gwynplaine was
• 55:09
  Speaker 1: behind him. In some situations of supreme importance, nothing approaches
• 55:14
  Speaker 1: so near an omniscient intelligence as the simple instinct of
• 55:17
  Speaker 1: a faithful animal. An animal is a lucid somnambulist. There
• 55:22
  Speaker 1: are cases in which the dog feels that he should
• 55:24
  Speaker 1: follow his master, others in which he should precede him.
• 55:29
  Speaker 1: Then the animal takes the direction of sense. His imperturbable
• 55:33
  Speaker 1: scent is a confused power of vision. In what is
• 55:35
  Speaker 1: twilight to us, he feels a vague obligation to become
• 55:39
  Speaker 1: a guide. Does he know that there is a dangerous
• 55:42
  Speaker 1: pass and that he can help his master to surmount it?
• 55:46
  Speaker 1: Probably not, Perhaps he does. In any case, some one
• 55:51
  Speaker 1: knows it for him. As we have already said, it
• 55:54
  Speaker 1: often happens in life that some mighty help, which we
• 55:57
  Speaker 1: have held to have come from below, has in reality
• 56:00
  Speaker 1: come from above. Who knows all the mysterious forms assumed
• 56:04
  Speaker 1: by God? What was this animal providence? Having reached the river,
• 56:11
  Speaker 1: the wolf led down the narrow tongue of land which
• 56:13
  Speaker 1: bordered the Thames without noise or bark. He pushed forward
• 56:17
  Speaker 1: on his silent way. Homo always followed his instinct and
• 56:21
  Speaker 1: did his duty, but with the pensive reserve of an outlaw.
• 56:25
  Speaker 1: Some fifty paces more and he stopped. A wooden platform
• 56:29
  Speaker 1: appeared on the right. At the bottom of this platform,
• 56:33
  Speaker 1: which was a kind of wharf on piles, a black
• 56:36
  Speaker 1: mass could be made out, which was a tolerably large vessel.
• 56:40
  Speaker 1: On the deck of the vessel. Near the prow was
• 56:42
  Speaker 1: a glimmer, like the last flicker of a night light.
• 56:46
  Speaker 1: The wolf, having finally assured himself that Gwynplaine was there,
• 56:49
  Speaker 1: bounded on to the wharf. It was a long platform,
• 56:53
  Speaker 1: floored and tarred, supported by a network of joists, and
• 56:57
  Speaker 1: under which flowed the river. Homo and windplane shortly reached
• 57:01
  Speaker 1: the brink. The ship moored to the wharf was a
• 57:04
  Speaker 1: Dutch vessel of the Japanese build, with two decks for
• 57:08
  Speaker 1: and aft, and between them an open hold reached by
• 57:11
  Speaker 1: an upright ladder in which the cargo was laden. There
• 57:14
  Speaker 1: was thus a forecastle and an afterdeck, as in our
• 57:17
  Speaker 1: old river boats, and a space between them ballasted by
• 57:20
  Speaker 1: the freight. The paper boats made by children are of
• 57:24
  Speaker 1: a somewhat similar shape. Under the decks were the cabins,
• 57:28
  Speaker 1: the doors of which opened into the hold, and were
• 57:30
  Speaker 1: lighted by glazed portholes. In stowing the cargo, a passage
• 57:34
  Speaker 1: was left between the packages of which it consisted. These
• 57:38
  Speaker 1: vessels had a mast on each deck. The foremast was
• 57:42
  Speaker 1: called Paul, the mainmast Peter. The ship being sailed by
• 57:45
  Speaker 1: these two masts, as the Church was guided by her
• 57:48
  Speaker 1: two apostles, a gangway was thrown like a Chinese bridge,
• 57:53
  Speaker 1: from one deck to the other over the center of
• 57:55
  Speaker 1: the hold. In bad weather, both flaps of the gangway
• 57:59
  Speaker 1: were lowered on the right and left on hinges, thus
• 58:02
  Speaker 1: making a roof over the hold, so that the ship,
• 58:05
  Speaker 1: in heavy seas was hermetically closed. These sloops, being of
• 58:10
  Speaker 1: very massive construction, had a beam for a tiller, the
• 58:13
  Speaker 1: strength of the rudder being necessarily proportioned to the height
• 58:16
  Speaker 1: of the vessel. Three men, the skipper and two sailors
• 58:20
  Speaker 1: with a cabin boy sufficed to navigate these ponderous sea
• 58:24
  Speaker 1: going machines. The decks fore and aft were, as we
• 58:28
  Speaker 1: have already said, without bulwarks. The great lumbering hull of
• 58:33
  Speaker 1: this particular vessel was painted black, and on it visible
• 58:36
  Speaker 1: even in the night, stood out in white letters the
• 58:39
  Speaker 1: words Vograt Rotterdam about that time many events had occurred
• 58:45
  Speaker 1: at sea, and amongst others, the defeat of the Baron
• 58:47
  Speaker 1: de Pointe's eight ships off Cape Carnero, which had driven
• 58:51
  Speaker 1: the whole French fleet into refuge at Gibraltar, so that
• 58:54
  Speaker 1: the channel was swept of every man of war, and
• 58:56
  Speaker 1: merchant vessels were able to sail backwards and forwards between
• 58:59
  Speaker 1: London and r Rotterdam without a convoy. The vessel on
• 59:04
  Speaker 1: which was to be read the word Vograt, and which
• 59:06
  Speaker 1: Gwynplaine was now close to, lay with her main deck
• 59:09
  Speaker 1: almost level with the wharf, but one step to descend,
• 59:13
  Speaker 1: and Homo in a bound and Gwynplaine in a stride
• 59:16
  Speaker 1: were on board. The deck was clear and no stir
• 59:20
  Speaker 1: was perceptible. The passengers, if as was likely there were any,
• 59:25
  Speaker 1: were already on board, the vessel, being ready to sail
• 59:28
  Speaker 1: and the cargo stowed, as was apparent from the state
• 59:31
  Speaker 1: of the hold, which was full of bales and cases,
• 59:35
  Speaker 1: but they were doubtless lying asleep in the cabins below,
• 59:38
  Speaker 1: as the passage was to take place during the night.
• 59:42
  Speaker 1: In such cases the passengers do not appear on deck
• 59:45
  Speaker 1: till they awake the following morning, as for the crew.
• 59:48
  Speaker 1: They were probably having their supper in the men's cabin
• 59:51
  Speaker 1: whilst awaiting the hour fixed for sailing, which was now
• 59:54
  Speaker 1: rapidly approaching. Hence the silence on the two decks connected
• 59:58
  Speaker 1: by the gangway. The wolf had almost run across the wharf.
• 1:00:02
  Speaker 1: Once on board, he slackened his pace into a discreet walk.
• 1:00:06
  Speaker 1: He still wagged his tail, no longer joyfully, however, but
• 1:00:10
  Speaker 1: with the sad and feeble wag of a dog troubled
• 1:00:13
  Speaker 1: in his mind. Still preceding Gwynplaine, he passed along the
• 1:00:17
  Speaker 1: after deck and across the gangway. Gwynplaine, having reached the gangway,
• 1:00:22
  Speaker 1: perceived a light in front of him. It was the
• 1:00:25
  Speaker 1: same that he had seen from the shore. There was
• 1:00:28
  Speaker 1: a lantern on the deck, close to the foremast, by
• 1:00:31
  Speaker 1: the gleam of which was sketched in black on the
• 1:00:34
  Speaker 1: dim background of the night. What Gwynplaine recognized to be
• 1:00:37
  Speaker 1: Ursus's old four wheeled van. This poor wooden tenement cart
• 1:00:42
  Speaker 1: and hut combined in which his childhood had rolled along,
• 1:00:45
  Speaker 1: was fastened to the bottom of the mast by thick
• 1:00:47
  Speaker 1: ropes of which the knots were visible at the wheels.
• 1:00:51
  Speaker 1: Having been so long out of service, it had become
• 1:00:54
  Speaker 1: dreadfully rickety. It leant over feebly on one side. It
• 1:00:58
  Speaker 1: had become quite paralytic from disuse, and moreover it was
• 1:01:02
  Speaker 1: suffering from that incurable malady old age, moldy and out
• 1:01:06
  Speaker 1: of shape. It tottered in decay. The materials of which
• 1:01:10
  Speaker 1: it was built were all rotten. The iron was rusty,
• 1:01:14
  Speaker 1: the leather torn, the woodwork wor eaten. There were lines
• 1:01:18
  Speaker 1: of cracks across the window in front, through which shone
• 1:01:21
  Speaker 1: a ray from the lantern. The wheels were warped, the lining,
• 1:01:25
  Speaker 1: the floor, and the axle trees seemed worn out with fatigue. Altogether,
• 1:01:31
  Speaker 1: it presented an indescribable appearance of beggary and prostration. The
• 1:01:35
  Speaker 1: shafts stuck up looked like two arms raised to heaven.
• 1:01:40
  Speaker 1: The whole thing was in a state of dislocation. Beneath
• 1:01:43
  Speaker 1: it was hanging Homo's chain. Does it not seem that
• 1:01:47
  Speaker 1: the law and the will of nature would have dictated
• 1:01:49
  Speaker 1: Gwynplaine's headlong rush to throw himself upon life. Happiness, love regained,
• 1:01:55
  Speaker 1: so they would, except in some case of deep terror
• 1:01:58
  Speaker 1: such as his. But he he who comes forth shattered
• 1:02:01
  Speaker 1: in nerve and uncertain of his way from a series
• 1:02:04
  Speaker 1: of catastrophes, each one like a fresh betrayal, is prudent
• 1:02:07
  Speaker 1: even in his joy, hesitates lest he should bear the
• 1:02:10
  Speaker 1: fatality of which he has been the victim to those
• 1:02:13
  Speaker 1: whom he loves, feels that some evil contagion may still
• 1:02:17
  Speaker 1: hang about him, and advances towards happiness with wary steps.
• 1:02:21
  Speaker 1: The gates of Paradise reopen, but before he enters, he
• 1:02:24
  Speaker 1: examines his ground. Gwynplaine, staggering under the weight of his emotion,
• 1:02:29
  Speaker 1: looked around him while the wolf went and lay down
• 1:02:32
  Speaker 1: silently by his chain. Chapter two, Barkilphedro, having aimed at
• 1:02:38
  Speaker 1: the eagle, brings down the dove. The step of the
• 1:02:41
  Speaker 1: little van was down the door Ajar. There was no
• 1:02:44
  Speaker 1: one inside. The faint light which broke through the pain
• 1:02:48
  Speaker 1: in front sketched the interior of the caravan vaguely in
• 1:02:51
  Speaker 1: melancholy Chiaris Girl. The inscriptions of Ursus gloriifying the grandeur
• 1:02:56
  Speaker 1: of lords, showed distinctly on the worn out boards, which
• 1:03:00
  Speaker 1: both the wall without and the wainscot within. On a
• 1:03:03
  Speaker 1: nail near the door, Gwynplaine saw his esclavine and his
• 1:03:06
  Speaker 1: cape hung up as they hang up the clothes of
• 1:03:09
  Speaker 1: a corpse in a dead house. Just then he had
• 1:03:12
  Speaker 1: neither waistcoat nor coat on. Behind the van, something was
• 1:03:16
  Speaker 1: laid out on the deck at the foot of the mast,
• 1:03:18
  Speaker 1: which was lighted by the lantern. It was a mattress
• 1:03:22
  Speaker 1: of which he could make out one corner. On this
• 1:03:25
  Speaker 1: mattress some one was probably lying, for he could see
• 1:03:28
  Speaker 1: a shadow move. Some one was speaking, concealed by the van.
• 1:03:33
  Speaker 1: Gwynplaine listened. It was Ursus's voice, that voice, so harsh
• 1:03:39
  Speaker 1: in its upper so tender in its lower pitch, That
• 1:03:42
  Speaker 1: voice which had so often upbraided Gwynplaine, and which had
• 1:03:46
  Speaker 1: taught him so well, had lost the life and clearness
• 1:03:49
  Speaker 1: of its tone. It was vague and low, and melted
• 1:03:52
  Speaker 1: into a sigh at the end of every sentence. It
• 1:03:55
  Speaker 1: bore but a confused resemblance to his natural and firm
• 1:03:58
  Speaker 1: voice of old. It was the voice of one in
• 1:04:01
  Speaker 1: whom happiness is dead. A voice may become a ghost.
• 1:04:06
  Speaker 1: He seemed to be engaged in monolog rather than in conversation.
• 1:04:10
  Speaker 1: We are already aware, however, that soliloquy was a habit
• 1:04:14
  Speaker 1: with him. It was for that reason that he passed
• 1:04:17
  Speaker 1: for a madman. Gwynplaine held his breath so as not
• 1:04:21
  Speaker 1: to lose a word of what Ursu said. And this
• 1:04:23
  Speaker 1: was what he heard. This is a very dangerous kind
• 1:04:27
  Speaker 1: of craft, because there are no bulwarks to it. If
• 1:04:30
  Speaker 1: we were to slip, there is nothing to prevent our
• 1:04:33
  Speaker 1: going overboard. If we have bad weather, we shall have
• 1:04:36
  Speaker 1: to take her below, and that will be dreadful, an
• 1:04:40
  Speaker 1: awkward step affright, and we shall have a rupture of
• 1:04:43
  Speaker 1: the aneurism. I have seen instances of it. Oh my god,
• 1:04:49
  Speaker 1: what is to become of us? Is she asleep? Yes,
• 1:04:54
  Speaker 1: she is asleep. Is she in a swoon? No? Her,
• 1:05:00
  Speaker 1: Your pulse is pretty strong. She is only asleep. Sleep
• 1:05:04
  Speaker 1: is a reprieve. It is the happy blindness. What can
• 1:05:09
  Speaker 1: I do to prevent people walking about here? Gentlemen? If
• 1:05:13
  Speaker 1: there be anybody on deck, I beg of you to
• 1:05:15
  Speaker 1: make no noise. Do not come near us if you
• 1:05:19
  Speaker 1: do not mind. You know, a person in delicate health
• 1:05:22
  Speaker 1: requires a little attention. She is feverish, you see, she
• 1:05:27
  Speaker 1: is very young. Tis a little creature who is rather feverish.
• 1:05:32
  Speaker 1: I put this mattress down here so that she may
• 1:05:35
  Speaker 1: have a little air I explain all this so that
• 1:05:38
  Speaker 1: you should be careful. She fell down exhausted on the mattress,
• 1:05:42
  Speaker 1: as if she had fainted. But she is asleep. I
• 1:05:46
  Speaker 1: do hope that no one will awake her. I address
• 1:05:49
  Speaker 1: myself to the ladies, if there are any present, a
• 1:05:53
  Speaker 1: young girl. It is pitiful. We are only poor Mountebanks.
• 1:05:57
  Speaker 1: But I beg a little kindness. And if there is
• 1:06:00
  Speaker 1: anything to pay for not making a noise, I will
• 1:06:02
  Speaker 1: pay it. I thank you, ladies and gentlemen. Is there
• 1:06:07
  Speaker 1: anyone there? No, I don't think there is. My talk
• 1:06:12
  Speaker 1: is mere loss of breath. So much the better, gentlemen,
• 1:06:17
  Speaker 1: I thank you if you are there, and I thank
• 1:06:20
  Speaker 1: you still more if you are not. Her forehead is
• 1:06:23
  Speaker 1: all in perspiration. Come let us take our places in
• 1:06:27
  Speaker 1: the galleys again. Put on the chain. Misery is come back.
• 1:06:33
  Speaker 1: We are sinking again a hand, the fearful hand which
• 1:06:37
  Speaker 1: we cannot see, but the weight of which we feel
• 1:06:39
  Speaker 1: ever upon us, has suddenly struck us back towards the
• 1:06:42
  Speaker 1: dark point of our destiny. Be it so we will
• 1:06:46
  Speaker 1: bear up. Only I will not have her ill. I
• 1:06:50
  Speaker 1: must seem a fool to talk aloud like this when
• 1:06:53
  Speaker 1: I am alone but she must feel she has someone
• 1:06:56
  Speaker 1: near her when she awakes. What shall I do if
• 1:06:59
  Speaker 1: somebody awake her suddenly? No noise in the name of Heaven.
• 1:07:04
  Speaker 1: A sudden shock which would awake her suddenly would be
• 1:07:07
  Speaker 1: of no use. It will be a pity if anybody
• 1:07:10
  Speaker 1: comes by. I believe that every one on board is asleep.
• 1:07:15
  Speaker 1: Thanks be to Providence for that mercy. Well, and Homo,
• 1:07:20
  Speaker 1: where is he? I wonder in all this confusion, I
• 1:07:24
  Speaker 1: forgot to tie him up. I do not know what
• 1:07:26
  Speaker 1: I am doing. It is more than an hour since
• 1:07:29
  Speaker 1: I have seen him. I suppose he has been to
• 1:07:32
  Speaker 1: look for his supper somewhere ashore. I hope nothing has
• 1:07:36
  Speaker 1: happened to him. Homo, Homo, Homo struck his tail softly
• 1:07:42
  Speaker 1: on the planks of the deck. You are there, Oh,
• 1:07:47
  Speaker 1: you are there. Thank God for that. If Homo had
• 1:07:52
  Speaker 1: been lost, it would have been too much to bear.
• 1:07:55
  Speaker 1: She has moved her arm. Perhaps she is going to awake. Quiet, Homo.
• 1:08:02
  Speaker 1: The tide is turning. We shall sail directly. I think
• 1:08:07
  Speaker 1: it will be a fine night. There is no wind.
• 1:08:10
  Speaker 1: The flag droops. We shall have a good passage. I
• 1:08:14
  Speaker 1: do not know what moon it is, but there is scarcely,
• 1:08:17
  Speaker 1: a stir in the clouds. There will be no swell.
• 1:08:21
  Speaker 1: It will be a fine night. Her cheek is pale.
• 1:08:25
  Speaker 1: It is only weakness. No, it is flushed, It is
• 1:08:29
  Speaker 1: only the fever. Stay, it is rosy. She is well.
• 1:08:36
  Speaker 1: I can no longer see clearly, my poor homo, I
• 1:08:40
  Speaker 1: no longer see distinctly. So we must begin life afresh.
• 1:08:45
  Speaker 1: We must set to work again. There are only we
• 1:08:48
  Speaker 1: two left, you see. We will work for her, both
• 1:08:52
  Speaker 1: of us. She is our child. Ah, the vessel moves.
• 1:08:58
  Speaker 1: We are off. Good Bye London, good evening, good night
• 1:09:05
  Speaker 1: to the devil with horrible London. He was right. He
• 1:09:10
  Speaker 1: heard the dull sound of the unmooring as the vessel
• 1:09:12
  Speaker 1: fell away from the wharf. A baft on the poop.
• 1:09:15
  Speaker 1: A man, the skipper, no doubt, just come from below,
• 1:09:18
  Speaker 1: was standing. He had slipped the hawser and was working
• 1:09:22
  Speaker 1: the tiller, looking only to the rudder as befitted the
• 1:09:26
  Speaker 1: combined phlegm of a Dutchman and a sailor, listening to
• 1:09:28
  Speaker 1: nothing but the wind and the water bending against the
• 1:09:31
  Speaker 1: resistance of the tiller as he worked it to port
• 1:09:34
  Speaker 1: or starboard. He looked in the gloom of the after deck,
• 1:09:37
  Speaker 1: like a phantom bearing a beam upon its shoulder. He
• 1:09:40
  Speaker 1: was alone there. So long as they were in the river,
• 1:09:44
  Speaker 1: the other sailors were not required. In a few minutes,
• 1:09:47
  Speaker 1: the vessel was in the center of the current, with
• 1:09:49
  Speaker 1: which she drifted without rolling or pitching. The Thames, little,
• 1:09:54
  Speaker 1: disturbed by the ebb, was calm carried onwards by the tide.
• 1:09:58
  Speaker 1: The vessel made rapid way behind her. The black scenery
• 1:10:02
  Speaker 1: of London was fading in the mist Ursus went on talking,
• 1:10:07
  Speaker 1: never mind, I will give her digitalis. I am afraid
• 1:10:11
  Speaker 1: that delirium will supervene. She perspires in the palms of
• 1:10:15
  Speaker 1: her hands. What sin can we have committed? In the
• 1:10:18
  Speaker 1: sight of God? How quickly has all this misery come
• 1:10:22
  Speaker 1: upon us? Hideous rapidity of evil? A stone falls, it
• 1:10:28
  Speaker 1: has claws. It is the hawk swooping on the lark.
• 1:10:33
  Speaker 1: It is destiny. There you lie, my sweet child. One
• 1:10:38
  Speaker 1: comes to London, one says, what a fine city, what
• 1:10:43
  Speaker 1: fine buildings? Southok is a magnificent suburb. One settles there,
• 1:10:50
  Speaker 1: But now they are horrid places? What would you have
• 1:10:53
  Speaker 1: me do there? I am going to leave. This is
• 1:10:57
  Speaker 1: the thirtieth of April. I always distrusted the month of April.
• 1:11:02
  Speaker 1: There are but two lucky days in April, the fifth
• 1:11:05
  Speaker 1: and the twenty seventh, and four unlucky ones, the tenth,
• 1:11:09
  Speaker 1: the twentieth, the twenty ninth, and the thirtieth. This has
• 1:11:13
  Speaker 1: been placed beyond doubt by the calculations of Kardan. I
• 1:11:17
  Speaker 1: wish this day were over. Departure is a comfort. At
• 1:11:22
  Speaker 1: dawn we shall be at Gravesend, and tomorrow evening at
• 1:11:25
  Speaker 1: Rotterdam Zounds. I will begin life again in the van.
• 1:11:31
  Speaker 1: We will draw it, won't we, Homo? A light tapping
• 1:11:35
  Speaker 1: announced the wolf's consent. Ursus continued, If one could only
• 1:11:39
  Speaker 1: get out of a grief as one gets out of
• 1:11:41
  Speaker 1: a city, Homo, we must yet be happy, alas there
• 1:11:47
  Speaker 1: must always be the one who is no more. A
• 1:11:50
  Speaker 1: shadow remains on those who survive. You know whom I mean, Homo.
• 1:11:56
  Speaker 1: We were four, and now we are but three. Life
• 1:11:59
  Speaker 1: is but a long loss of those whom we love.
• 1:12:03
  Speaker 1: They leave behind them a train of sorrows. Destiny amazes
• 1:12:07
  Speaker 1: us by a perlixity of unbearable suffering. Who then can
• 1:12:10
  Speaker 1: wonder that the old are garrulous? It is despair that
• 1:12:13
  Speaker 1: makes the dodreed old fellow Homo. The wind continues favorable.
• 1:12:19
  Speaker 1: We can no longer see the dome of Saint Paul's.
• 1:12:23
  Speaker 1: We shall pass Greenwich presently. That will be six good
• 1:12:26
  Speaker 1: miles over. Oh, I turn my back forever on those
• 1:12:31
  Speaker 1: odious capitals, full of priests, of magistrates, and of people.
• 1:12:36
  Speaker 1: I prefer looking at the leaves rustling in the woods.
• 1:12:40
  Speaker 1: Her forehead is still in perspiration. I don't like those
• 1:12:44
  Speaker 1: great violet veins in her arm. There is fever in them. Oh,
• 1:12:50
  Speaker 1: all this is killing me. Sleep my child, yes, she sleeps.
• 1:12:57
  Speaker 1: Hear A voice spoke, an ineffable voice which seen from Afar,
• 1:13:01
  Speaker 1: and appeared to come at once from the heights and
• 1:13:03
  Speaker 1: the depths. A voice divinely fearful, the voice of d A.
• 1:13:07
  Speaker 1: All that Gwynplaine had hitherto felt seemed nothing. His angel spoke.
• 1:13:13
  Speaker 1: It seemed as though he heard words spoken from another world.
• 1:13:16
  Speaker 1: In a heaven like trance. The voice said he did
• 1:13:20
  Speaker 1: well to go. This world was not worthy of him.
• 1:13:24
  Speaker 1: Only I must go with him. Father. I am not ill.
• 1:13:29
  Speaker 1: I heard you speak just now. I am very well,
• 1:13:32
  Speaker 1: quite well. I was asleep. Father. I am going to
• 1:13:37
  Speaker 1: be happy, my child, said Ursus in a voice of anguish.
• 1:13:41
  Speaker 1: What do you mean by that? The answer was, Father,
• 1:13:45
  Speaker 1: do not be unhappy. There was a pause, as if
• 1:13:49
  Speaker 1: to take breath, and then these few words, pronounced slowly,
• 1:13:53
  Speaker 1: reached Gwynplaine. Gwynplaine is no longer here. It is now
• 1:13:58
  Speaker 1: that I am blind. I knew not what knight was.
• 1:14:02
  Speaker 1: Night is absence. The voice stopped once more, and then continued.
• 1:14:07
  Speaker 1: I always feared that he would fly away. I felt
• 1:14:10
  Speaker 1: that he belonged to heaven. He has taken flight suddenly.
• 1:14:15
  Speaker 1: It was natural that it should end. Thus the soul
• 1:14:18
  Speaker 1: flies away like a bird. But the nest of the
• 1:14:21
  Speaker 1: soul is in the height, where dwells the great lodestone,
• 1:14:24
  Speaker 1: who draws all towards him. I know where to find Gwynplaine.
• 1:14:29
  Speaker 1: I have no doubt about the way. Father, it is yonder.
• 1:14:34
  Speaker 1: Later on you will rejoin us, and Homo too. Homo,
• 1:14:39
  Speaker 1: hearing his name pronounced, wagged his tail softly against the deck.
• 1:14:44
  Speaker 1: Father resumed the voice. You understand that once Gwynplaine is
• 1:14:48
  Speaker 1: no longer here, all is over. Even if I would remain,
• 1:14:52
  Speaker 1: I could not, because one must breathe. We must not
• 1:14:56
  Speaker 1: ask for that which is impossible. I was with Gwynplaine.
• 1:15:00
  Speaker 1: It was quite natural I lived. Now Gwynplaine is no more.
• 1:15:05
  Speaker 1: I die. The two things are alike. Either he must
• 1:15:09
  Speaker 1: come or I must go. Since he cannot come back,
• 1:15:12
  Speaker 1: I am going to him. It is good to die.
• 1:15:16
  Speaker 1: It is not at all difficult, father. That which is
• 1:15:19
  Speaker 1: extinguished here shall be rekindled elsewhere. It is a heartache
• 1:15:24
  Speaker 1: to live in this world. It cannot be that we
• 1:15:26
  Speaker 1: shall always be unhappy. When we go to what you
• 1:15:30
  Speaker 1: call the stars, we shall marry, we shall never part again,
• 1:15:34
  Speaker 1: and we shall love, love, love, and that is what
• 1:15:37
  Speaker 1: is God there there. Do not agitate yourself, said Ursus.
• 1:15:43
  Speaker 1: The voice continued, Well, for instance, last year, in the
• 1:15:47
  Speaker 1: spring of last year, we were together and we were happy.
• 1:15:51
  Speaker 1: How different it is now. I forget what little village
• 1:15:55
  Speaker 1: we were in, But there were trees and I heard
• 1:15:57
  Speaker 1: the linnets singing. We came to London. All was changed.
• 1:16:02
  Speaker 1: This is no reproach. Mind. When one comes to a
• 1:16:06
  Speaker 1: fresh place, how is one to know anything about it? Father?
• 1:16:10
  Speaker 1: Do you remember that one day there was a woman
• 1:16:12
  Speaker 1: in the great box. You said, it is a duchess.
• 1:16:16
  Speaker 1: I felt sad. I think it might have been better
• 1:16:19
  Speaker 1: had we kept to the little towns. Gwynplaine has done
• 1:16:23
  Speaker 1: right withal Now my turn has come. Besides, you have
• 1:16:28
  Speaker 1: told me yourself that when I was very little my
• 1:16:31
  Speaker 1: mother died, and that I was lying on the ground
• 1:16:33
  Speaker 1: with the snow falling upon me, and that he who
• 1:16:36
  Speaker 1: was also very little then and alone like myself, picked
• 1:16:40
  Speaker 1: me up, and that it was thus that I came
• 1:16:42
  Speaker 1: to be alive. So you cannot wonder that now I
• 1:16:45
  Speaker 1: should feel it absolutely necessary to go and search the
• 1:16:48
  Speaker 1: grave to see if Gwynplaine be in it, because the
• 1:16:51
  Speaker 1: only thing which exists in life is the heart, and
• 1:16:54
  Speaker 1: after life the soul. You take notice of what I say, father,
• 1:16:59
  Speaker 1: do you not what is moving? It seems as if
• 1:17:03
  Speaker 1: we are in something that is moving. Yet I do
• 1:17:05
  Speaker 1: not hear the sound of the wheels. After a pause,
• 1:17:08
  Speaker 1: the voice added, I cannot exactly make out the difference
• 1:17:11
  Speaker 1: between yesterday and to day. I do not complain. I
• 1:17:16
  Speaker 1: do not know what has occurred, but something must have happened.
• 1:17:20
  Speaker 1: These words uttered with deep and inconsolable sweetness, and with
• 1:17:24
  Speaker 1: a sigh which Gwynplaine heard wound up. Thus I must
• 1:17:27
  Speaker 1: go unless he should return. Ursus muttered gloomily. I do
• 1:17:32
  Speaker 1: not believe in ghosts. He went on, this is a ship.
• 1:17:37
  Speaker 1: You ask why the house moves, it is because we
• 1:17:39
  Speaker 1: are on board a vessel. Be calm. You must not
• 1:17:43
  Speaker 1: talk so much. Daughter. If you have any love for me,
• 1:17:47
  Speaker 1: do not agitate yourself. It will make you feverish. I
• 1:17:51
  Speaker 1: am so old I could not bear it if you
• 1:17:53
  Speaker 1: were to have an illness, spare me. Do not be
• 1:17:58
  Speaker 1: ill again. The voice spoke, what is the use of
• 1:18:01
  Speaker 1: searching the earth when we can only find in heaven?
• 1:18:05
  Speaker 1: Ursus replied, with a half attempt at authority. Be calm.
• 1:18:09
  Speaker 1: There are times when you have no sense at all.
• 1:18:12
  Speaker 1: I order you to rest. After all, you cannot be
• 1:18:16
  Speaker 1: expected to know what it is to rupture a blood vessel.
• 1:18:19
  Speaker 1: I should be easy. If you were easy, my child,
• 1:18:23
  Speaker 1: do something for me as well. If he picked you
• 1:18:26
  Speaker 1: up I took you in, you will make me ill.
• 1:18:30
  Speaker 1: That is wrong. You must calm yourself and go to sleep.
• 1:18:36
  Speaker 1: All will come right. I give you my word of honor.
• 1:18:39
  Speaker 1: All will come right. Besides, it is very fine weather.
• 1:18:44
  Speaker 1: The night might have been made on purpose. Tomorrow we
• 1:18:48
  Speaker 1: shall be at Rotterdam, which is a city in Holland
• 1:18:50
  Speaker 1: at the mouth of the Meuse. Father said the voice.
• 1:18:54
  Speaker 1: Look here, when two beings have always been together from infancy,
• 1:18:58
  Speaker 1: their state should not be disturbed, or death must come,
• 1:19:01
  Speaker 1: and it cannot be otherwise. I love you all the same,
• 1:19:05
  Speaker 1: but I feel that I am no longer altogether with you,
• 1:19:08
  Speaker 1: although I am as yet not altogether with him. Come
• 1:19:12
  Speaker 1: try to sleep, repeated Ursus. The voice answered, I shall
• 1:19:17
  Speaker 1: have sleep enough soon. Ursus replied, in trembling tones. I
• 1:19:22
  Speaker 1: tell you that we are going to Holland, to Rotterdam,
• 1:19:25
  Speaker 1: which is a city. Father, continued the voice. I am
• 1:19:29
  Speaker 1: not ill. If you are anxious about that, you may
• 1:19:31
  Speaker 1: rest easy. I have no fever. I am rather hot.
• 1:19:36
  Speaker 1: It is nothing more. Ursus stammered out at the mouth
• 1:19:40
  Speaker 1: of the meuse. I am quite well, father, But look here,
• 1:19:45
  Speaker 1: I feel that I am going to die. Do nothing
• 1:19:48
  Speaker 1: so foolish, said Ursus, and he added, above all, God
• 1:19:53
  Speaker 1: forbid she should have a shock. There was a silence.
• 1:19:57
  Speaker 1: Suddenly Ursus cried out, what are you doing? Why are
• 1:20:01
  Speaker 1: you getting up? Lie down again, I implore of you.
• 1:20:06
  Speaker 1: Gwynplaine shivered and stretched out his head. Chapter three Paradise
• 1:20:12
  Speaker 1: regained below. He saw a day she had just raised
• 1:20:16
  Speaker 1: herself up on the mattress, She had on a long
• 1:20:20
  Speaker 1: white dress, carefully closed and showing only the delicate form
• 1:20:23
  Speaker 1: of her neck. The sleeves covered her arms, the folds
• 1:20:28
  Speaker 1: her feet. The branch like tracery of blue veins, hot
• 1:20:32
  Speaker 1: and swollen with fever, were visible on her hands. She
• 1:20:36
  Speaker 1: was shivering and rocking, rather than reeling to and fro
• 1:20:39
  Speaker 1: like a reed. The lantern threw up its glancing light
• 1:20:43
  Speaker 1: on her beautiful face. Her loosened hair floated over her shoulders.
• 1:20:48
  Speaker 1: No tears fell on her cheeks. In her eyes there
• 1:20:52
  Speaker 1: was fire and darkness. She was pale, with that paleness
• 1:20:56
  Speaker 1: which is like the transparency of a divine life in
• 1:20:59
  Speaker 1: an earthly face. Her fragile and exquisite form was as
• 1:21:03
  Speaker 1: it were, blended and interfused with the folds of her robe.
• 1:21:08
  Speaker 1: She wavered like the flicker of a flame, while at
• 1:21:11
  Speaker 1: the same time she was dwindling into shadow. Her eyes,
• 1:21:15
  Speaker 1: opened wide, were resplendent. She was as one just freed
• 1:21:19
  Speaker 1: from the sepulcher, a soul standing in the dawn ursus
• 1:21:23
  Speaker 1: whose back only was visible to Gwynplaine raised his arms
• 1:21:27
  Speaker 1: in terror. Oh, my child, Oh heavens, she is delirious.
• 1:21:34
  Speaker 1: Delirium is what I feared. Worst of all, she must
• 1:21:38
  Speaker 1: have no shock, for that might kill her. Yet nothing
• 1:21:41
  Speaker 1: but a shock can prevent her going mad, dead or mad.
• 1:21:45
  Speaker 1: What a situation? Oh God, what can I do? My child?
• 1:21:52
  Speaker 1: Lie down again? Meanwhile, d A spoke. Her voice was
• 1:21:57
  Speaker 1: almost indistinct, as if a cloud already into between her
• 1:22:01
  Speaker 1: and earth. Father, you are wrong. I am not in
• 1:22:05
  Speaker 1: the least delirious. I hear all you say to me distinctly.
• 1:22:10
  Speaker 1: You tell me that there is a great crowd of people,
• 1:22:13
  Speaker 1: that they are waiting, and that I must play tonight.
• 1:22:16
  Speaker 1: I am quite willing. You see that I have my reason,
• 1:22:20
  Speaker 1: but I do not know what to do since I
• 1:22:22
  Speaker 1: am dead and Gwynplaine is dead. I am coming all
• 1:22:26
  Speaker 1: the same. I am ready to play here I am,
• 1:22:30
  Speaker 1: But Gwynplaine is no longer here. Come, my child, said Ursus,
• 1:22:35
  Speaker 1: Do as I bid you, lie down again. He is
• 1:22:39
  Speaker 1: no longer here, no longer here. Oh how dark it
• 1:22:44
  Speaker 1: is dark? Muttered Ursus. This is the first time she
• 1:22:49
  Speaker 1: has ever uttered that word. Gwynplaine, with as little noise
• 1:22:54
  Speaker 1: as he could help making. As he crept mounted the
• 1:22:56
  Speaker 1: step of the caravan, entered. It took from the nail
• 1:22:59
  Speaker 1: the cape and the esk Levin, put the esclavine round
• 1:23:01
  Speaker 1: his neck and redescend from the van, Still concealed by
• 1:23:05
  Speaker 1: the projection of the cabin, the rigging and the mast
• 1:23:09
  Speaker 1: d e a continued murmuring. She moved her lips, and
• 1:23:13
  Speaker 1: by degrees the murmur became a melody in broken pauses,
• 1:23:17
  Speaker 1: and with the interrupted cadences of delirium, her voice broke
• 1:23:20
  Speaker 1: into the mysterious appeal she had so often addressed to
• 1:23:23
  Speaker 1: Gwynplaine and chaos vanquished, she sang, and her voice was
• 1:23:28
  Speaker 1: low and uncertain as the murmur of the bee. Noce
• 1:23:31
  Speaker 1: quita tii da ali l albacanta twenty three. She stopped. No,
• 1:23:38
  Speaker 1: it is not true. I am not dead. What was
• 1:23:42
  Speaker 1: I saying? Alas I am alive. I am alive. He
• 1:23:49
  Speaker 1: is dead, I am below, he is above, he is gone.
• 1:23:56
  Speaker 1: I remain. I shall hear his voice no more, nor
• 1:23:59
  Speaker 1: his footstep. God who had given us a little paradise
• 1:24:03
  Speaker 1: on earth, has taken it away. Gwynplaine, it is over.
• 1:24:09
  Speaker 1: I shall never feel you near me again, never, and
• 1:24:13
  Speaker 1: his voice. I shall never hear his voice again. And
• 1:24:18
  Speaker 1: she sang, E s Minister Asiello's I r deja kiero
• 1:24:22
  Speaker 1: a too negro caparison. We must go to heaven. Take
• 1:24:27
  Speaker 1: off I entreat thee thy black cloak. She stretched out
• 1:24:31
  Speaker 1: her hand as if she sought something in space on
• 1:24:34
  Speaker 1: which she might rest. Gwynplaine, rising by the side of Ursus,
• 1:24:39
  Speaker 1: who had suddenly become as though petrified, knelt down before her,
• 1:24:43
  Speaker 1: never said die. Never shall I hear him again? She
• 1:24:47
  Speaker 1: began wandering to sing again, deja kiero a too negro caparison.
• 1:24:54
  Speaker 1: Then she heard a voice, even the beloved voice, answering, Oh.
• 1:24:58
  Speaker 1: Then a m a eries alma soy chorizone O, Come
• 1:25:04
  Speaker 1: and love thou art the soul. I am the heart.
• 1:25:07
  Speaker 1: And at the same instant d e A felt under
• 1:25:10
  Speaker 1: her hand the head of Gwynplaine. She uttered an indescribable cry, Gwynplaine.
• 1:25:17
  Speaker 1: A light as of a star shone over her pale face,
• 1:25:20
  Speaker 1: and she tottered. Gwynplaine received her in his arms, alive,
• 1:25:25
  Speaker 1: cried Ursus. D y e a, repeated Gwynplaine, and with her
• 1:25:30
  Speaker 1: head bowed against Gwynplaine's cheek, she whispered faintly, you have
• 1:25:34
  Speaker 1: come down to me again. I thank you, Gwynplaine, and
• 1:25:39
  Speaker 1: seated on his knee. She lifted up, her head wrapped
• 1:25:42
  Speaker 1: in his embrace. She turned her sweet face towards him,
• 1:25:45
  Speaker 1: and fixed on him those eyes so full of light
• 1:25:48
  Speaker 1: and shadow, as though she could see him. It is you,
• 1:25:52
  Speaker 1: she said. Gwynplaine covered her sobs with kisses. There are
• 1:25:57
  Speaker 1: words which are at once words cries and sobs, in
• 1:26:01
  Speaker 1: which all ecstasy and all grief are mingled and burst
• 1:26:04
  Speaker 1: forth together. They have no meaning, and yet tell all, yes,
• 1:26:09
  Speaker 1: it is It is I, Gwynplaine, of whom you are
• 1:26:13
  Speaker 1: the soul. Do you hear me? I? Of whom you
• 1:26:17
  Speaker 1: are the child, the wife, the star, the breath of life.
• 1:26:21
  Speaker 1: I to whom you are eternity. It is I. I
• 1:26:25
  Speaker 1: am here. I hold you in my arms. I am alive,
• 1:26:31
  Speaker 1: I am yours. Oh, when I think that, in a moment,
• 1:26:35
  Speaker 1: all would have been over one minute more, But for Homo,
• 1:26:39
  Speaker 1: I will tell you everything. How near is despair to joy?
• 1:26:43
  Speaker 1: Deed we live d A forgive me yes yours, forever
• 1:26:50
  Speaker 1: you are right. Touch my forehead, Make sure that it
• 1:26:55
  Speaker 1: is I. If you only knew, but nothing can separate us.
• 1:26:59
  Speaker 1: Now I rise out of hell and ascend into heaven.
• 1:27:04
  Speaker 1: Am I not with you. You said that I descended.
• 1:27:08
  Speaker 1: Not so I reascend once more with you. Forever, I
• 1:27:14
  Speaker 1: tell you, forever together we are together. Who would have
• 1:27:20
  Speaker 1: believed it? We have found each other again. All our
• 1:27:24
  Speaker 1: troubles are past before us. Now there is nothing but enchantment.
• 1:27:30
  Speaker 1: We will renew our happy life, and we will shut
• 1:27:32
  Speaker 1: the door so fast that misfortune shall never enter again.
• 1:27:36
  Speaker 1: I will tell you all, you will be astonished. The
• 1:27:40
  Speaker 1: vessel has sailed. No one can prevent that. Now we
• 1:27:45
  Speaker 1: are on our voyage and at liberty. We are going
• 1:27:48
  Speaker 1: to holland we will marry. I have no fear about
• 1:27:53
  Speaker 1: gaining a livelihood. What can hinder it? There is nothing
• 1:27:58
  Speaker 1: to fear. I adore you not so quick, stammered Ursus
• 1:28:04
  Speaker 1: d a trembling and with the rapture of an angelic touch,
• 1:28:08
  Speaker 1: passed her hand over Gwynplaine's profile. He overheard her say
• 1:28:12
  Speaker 1: to herself, it is thus that gods are made. Then
• 1:28:16
  Speaker 1: she touched his clothes, the esclavine, she said, the cape
• 1:28:21
  Speaker 1: nothing changed, all as it was before. Ursus, stupefied, delighted, smiling,
• 1:28:28
  Speaker 1: drowned in tears, looked at them and addressed in a
• 1:28:31
  Speaker 1: sigh to himself. I don't understand it in the least.
• 1:28:35
  Speaker 1: I am a stupid idiot I who saw him carried
• 1:28:38
  Speaker 1: to the grave. I cry and I laugh. That is
• 1:28:43
  Speaker 1: all I know. I am as great a fool as
• 1:28:45
  Speaker 1: if I were in love myself. But that is just
• 1:28:49
  Speaker 1: what I am. I am in love with them, both
• 1:28:53
  Speaker 1: old fool too much emotion, too much emotion. It is
• 1:28:58
  Speaker 1: what I was afraid of. No, it is that I
• 1:29:01
  Speaker 1: wished for Gwynplaine. Be careful of her. Yes, let them kiss.
• 1:29:07
  Speaker 1: It is no affair of mine. I am but a spectator.
• 1:29:12
  Speaker 1: What I feel is droll. I am the parisite of
• 1:29:15
  Speaker 1: their happiness, and I am nourished by it. Whilst Ursus
• 1:29:19
  Speaker 1: was talking to himself, Gwynplaine exclaimed, d e A, you
• 1:29:23
  Speaker 1: are too beautiful. I don't know where my wits were
• 1:29:26
  Speaker 1: gone these last few days. Truly there is but you
• 1:29:30
  Speaker 1: on earth. I see you again, but as yet I
• 1:29:33
  Speaker 1: can hardly believe it in this ship. But tell me
• 1:29:38
  Speaker 1: how did it all happen? To? What a state? Have
• 1:29:41
  Speaker 1: they reduced you? But where is the green box? They
• 1:29:45
  Speaker 1: have robbed you, they have driven you away. It is infamous. Oh,
• 1:29:51
  Speaker 1: I will avenge you. I will avenge you d e a,
• 1:29:55
  Speaker 1: they shall answer for it. I am a peer of England. Ursus,
• 1:30:00
  Speaker 1: as if stricken by a planet full in his breast,
• 1:30:03
  Speaker 1: drew back and looked at Gwynplaine attentively. It is clear
• 1:30:07
  Speaker 1: that he is not dead. But can he have gone mad?
• 1:30:10
  Speaker 1: And he listened to him doubtfully. Gwynplaine resumed, be easy,
• 1:30:15
  Speaker 1: d A, I will carry my complaint to the house
• 1:30:18
  Speaker 1: of lords. Ursus looked at him again and struck his
• 1:30:21
  Speaker 1: forehead with the tip of his forefinger. Then making up
• 1:30:25
  Speaker 1: his mind, it is all one to me, he said,
• 1:30:29
  Speaker 1: It will be all right, all the same. Be as
• 1:30:32
  Speaker 1: mad as you like, my Gwynplaine. It is one of
• 1:30:35
  Speaker 1: the rights of man. As for me, I am happy.
• 1:30:40
  Speaker 1: But how came all this about? The vessel continued to
• 1:30:43
  Speaker 1: sail smoothly and fast. The night grew darker and darker.
• 1:30:48
  Speaker 1: The mists, which came inland from the ocean were invading
• 1:30:52
  Speaker 1: the zenith, from which no wind blew them away. Only
• 1:30:56
  Speaker 1: a few large stars were visible, and they disappeared one
• 1:30:59
  Speaker 1: after another, so that soon there were none at all,
• 1:31:01
  Speaker 1: and the whole sky was dark, infinite, and soft. The
• 1:31:05
  Speaker 1: river broadened until the banks on each side were nothing
• 1:31:08
  Speaker 1: but two thin brown lines mingling with the gloom. Out
• 1:31:12
  Speaker 1: of all this shadow rose a profound peace. Gwynplaine, half seated,
• 1:31:17
  Speaker 1: held d e A in his embrace. They spoke, They cried,
• 1:31:22
  Speaker 1: they babbled, they murmured in a mad dialog of joy.
• 1:31:26
  Speaker 1: How are we to paint thee O joy my life,
• 1:31:30
  Speaker 1: my heaven, my love, my whole happiness, Gwynplaine, d A,
• 1:31:38
  Speaker 1: I am drunk. Let me kiss your feet? Is it
• 1:31:42
  Speaker 1: you then? For certain? I have so much to say
• 1:31:46
  Speaker 1: to you now that I do not know where to begin.
• 1:31:49
  Speaker 1: One kiss, Oh, my wife, Gwynplaine, do not tell me
• 1:31:54
  Speaker 1: that I am beautiful. It is you who are handsome.
• 1:31:59
  Speaker 1: I have found you again. I hold you to my heart.
• 1:32:03
  Speaker 1: This is true. You are mine. I do not dream.
• 1:32:08
  Speaker 1: Is it possible, Yes, it is. I recover possession of life.
• 1:32:15
  Speaker 1: If you only knew, I have met with all sorts
• 1:32:18
  Speaker 1: of adventures d A. Gwynplaine, I love you, and Ursus murmured.
• 1:32:25
  Speaker 1: Mine is the joy of a grandfather. Homo, having come
• 1:32:30
  Speaker 1: from under the van, was going from one to the other, discreetly,
• 1:32:33
  Speaker 1: exacting no attention, licking them left and right. Now. Ursus's
• 1:32:37
  Speaker 1: thick shoes now Gwynplaine's cape, now DA's dress, now the mattress.
• 1:32:43
  Speaker 1: This was his way of giving his blessing. They had
• 1:32:46
  Speaker 1: passed Chatham and the mouth of the Medway. They were
• 1:32:49
  Speaker 1: approaching the sea. The shadowy serenity of the atmosphere was
• 1:32:53
  Speaker 1: such that the passage down the Thames was being made
• 1:32:56
  Speaker 1: without trouble. No maneuver was needful, nor was any sailor
• 1:33:00
  Speaker 1: on deck. At the other end of the vessel, the skipper,
• 1:33:03
  Speaker 1: still alone, was steering. There was only this man aft
• 1:33:08
  Speaker 1: at the bow. The lantern lighted up the happy group
• 1:33:11
  Speaker 1: of beings, who, from the depths of misery had suddenly
• 1:33:14
  Speaker 1: been raised to happiness by a meeting so unhoped for.
• 1:33:18
  Speaker 1: Chapter four, nay on High Suddenly d A, disengaging herself
• 1:33:24
  Speaker 1: from Gwynplaine's embrace, arose. She pressed both her hands against
• 1:33:29
  Speaker 1: her heart, as if to still its throbbings. What is
• 1:33:33
  Speaker 1: wrong with me? Said she? There is something the matter.
• 1:33:37
  Speaker 1: Joy is suffocating. No, it is nothing that is lucky.
• 1:33:44
  Speaker 1: Your reappearance, oh my Gwynplaine, has given me a blow,
• 1:33:47
  Speaker 1: a blow of happiness. All this heaven of joy which
• 1:33:51
  Speaker 1: you have put into my heart has intoxicated me. You
• 1:33:55
  Speaker 1: being absent. I felt myself dying. The true life which
• 1:33:59
  Speaker 1: was leaving me you have brought back. I felt as
• 1:34:02
  Speaker 1: if something was being torn away within me. It is
• 1:34:05
  Speaker 1: the shadows that have been torn away. And I feel
• 1:34:08
  Speaker 1: life dawn in my brain, a glowing life, a life
• 1:34:11
  Speaker 1: of fever and delight. This life which you have just
• 1:34:14
  Speaker 1: given me is wonderful. It is so heavenly that it
• 1:34:18
  Speaker 1: makes me suffer somewhat. It seems as though my soul
• 1:34:21
  Speaker 1: is enlarged and can scarcely be contained in my body.
• 1:34:25
  Speaker 1: This life of seraphim, this plenitude, flows into my brain
• 1:34:29
  Speaker 1: and penetrates it. I feel like a beating of wings
• 1:34:33
  Speaker 1: within my breast. I feel strangely but happy. Gwynplaine, you
• 1:34:38
  Speaker 1: have been my resurrection. She flushed, became pale, then flushed again,
• 1:34:44
  Speaker 1: and fell alas said Ursus, you have killed her. Gwynplaine
• 1:34:50
  Speaker 1: stretched his arms towards die, extremity of anguish coming upon
• 1:34:54
  Speaker 1: extremity of ecstasy. What a shock he would himself have
• 1:34:58
  Speaker 1: fallen had he not had to support her d a,
• 1:35:03
  Speaker 1: he cried, shuddering, what is the matter? Nothing, said she,
• 1:35:08
  Speaker 1: I love you. She lay in his arms, lifeless, like
• 1:35:12
  Speaker 1: a piece of linen. Her hands were hanging down helplessly.
• 1:35:16
  Speaker 1: Gwynplaine and Ursus placedd e A on the mattress. She
• 1:35:20
  Speaker 1: said feebly, I cannot breathe lying down. They lifted her up.
• 1:35:26
  Speaker 1: Ursus said, fetch a pillow. She replied, what for I have, Gwynplaine.
• 1:35:33
  Speaker 1: She laid her head on Gwynplaine's shoulder, who was sitting
• 1:35:36
  Speaker 1: behind and supporting her. His eyes wild with grief, Oh,
• 1:35:41
  Speaker 1: said she, how happy I am. Ursus took her wrist
• 1:35:45
  Speaker 1: and counted the pulsation of the artery. He did not
• 1:35:49
  Speaker 1: shake his head. He said nothing nor expressed his thought,
• 1:35:53
  Speaker 1: except by the rapid movement of his eyelids, which were
• 1:35:55
  Speaker 1: opening and closing convulsively, as if to prevent a flood
• 1:35:59
  Speaker 1: of tears from bursting out. What is the matter, asked Gwynplaine.
• 1:36:04
  Speaker 1: Ursus placed his ear against d Eya's left side. Gwynplaine
• 1:36:08
  Speaker 1: repeated his question eagerly, fearful of the answer. Ursus looked
• 1:36:13
  Speaker 1: at Gwynplaine, then at d A. He was livid. He said,
• 1:36:18
  Speaker 1: we ought to be parallel with Canterbury. The distance from
• 1:36:22
  Speaker 1: here to Gravesend cannot be very great. We shall have
• 1:36:25
  Speaker 1: fine weather all night we need fear no attack at sea,
• 1:36:29
  Speaker 1: because the fleets are all on the coast of Spain.
• 1:36:33
  Speaker 1: We shall have a good passage. D A bent and
• 1:36:37
  Speaker 1: growing paler and Paler clutched her robe convulsively. She heaved
• 1:36:41
  Speaker 1: a sigh of inexpressible sadness and murmured, I know what
• 1:36:45
  Speaker 1: this is. I am dying. Gwynplaine rose in terror, ursus
• 1:36:51
  Speaker 1: held day. Die you die. No, it shall not be.
• 1:36:58
  Speaker 1: You cannot die. Die now, die at once. It is impossible.
• 1:37:05
  Speaker 1: God is not ferociously cruel to give you and to
• 1:37:08
  Speaker 1: take you back in the same moment. No, such a
• 1:37:12
  Speaker 1: thing cannot be. It would make one doubt in him. Then, indeed,
• 1:37:17
  Speaker 1: would everything be a snare, the earth, the sky, the
• 1:37:21
  Speaker 1: cradles of infants, the human heart, love, the stars. God
• 1:37:26
  Speaker 1: would be a traitor and man a dupe. There would
• 1:37:29
  Speaker 1: be nothing in which to believe. It would be an
• 1:37:32
  Speaker 1: insult to the creation. Everything would be an abyss. You
• 1:37:37
  Speaker 1: know not what you say. D A, you shall live.
• 1:37:41
  Speaker 1: I command you to live. You must obey me. I
• 1:37:45
  Speaker 1: am your husband and your master. I forbid you to
• 1:37:48
  Speaker 1: leave me. Oh heavens, O wretched man, No, it cannot be.
• 1:37:55
  Speaker 1: I to remain in the world after you. Why it
• 1:37:58
  Speaker 1: is as monstrous as that there should be no sun?
• 1:38:02
  Speaker 1: D A d A recover. It is but a moment
• 1:38:07
  Speaker 1: of passing pain. One feels a shudder at times and
• 1:38:11
  Speaker 1: thinks no more about it. It is absolutely necessary that
• 1:38:15
  Speaker 1: you should get well and cease to suffer you die.
• 1:38:19
  Speaker 1: What have I done to you? The very thought of
• 1:38:22
  Speaker 1: it drives me mad. We belong to each other, and
• 1:38:26
  Speaker 1: we love each other. You have no reason for going.
• 1:38:30
  Speaker 1: It would be unjust. Have I committed crimes. Besides, you
• 1:38:35
  Speaker 1: have forgiven me. Oh, you would not make me desperate,
• 1:38:39
  Speaker 1: have me become a villain, a madman, drive me to perdition.
• 1:38:43
  Speaker 1: D A, I entreat you, I conjure you, I supplicate
• 1:38:49
  Speaker 1: you do not die. And, clenching his hands in his hair,
• 1:38:53
  Speaker 1: agonized with fear, stifled with tears, he threw himself at
• 1:38:57
  Speaker 1: her feet. My Gwynplaine said, d A, it is no
• 1:39:01
  Speaker 1: fault of mine. There then rose to her lips a
• 1:39:05
  Speaker 1: red froth, which Ursus wiped away with the fold of
• 1:39:07
  Speaker 1: her robe before Gwynplaine, who was prostrate at her feet,
• 1:39:11
  Speaker 1: could see it. Gwynplaine took her feet in his hands
• 1:39:15
  Speaker 1: and implored her in all kinds of confused words. I
• 1:39:19
  Speaker 1: tell you I will not have it. You die, I
• 1:39:23
  Speaker 1: have no strength left to bear it. Die, yes, but
• 1:39:28
  Speaker 1: both of us together, not otherwise you die, My dear,
• 1:39:33
  Speaker 1: I will never consent to it. My divinity, my love?
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  Speaker 1: Do you understand that I am with you. I swear
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  Speaker 1: that you shall live. Oh, but you cannot have thought
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  Speaker 1: what would become of me after you were gone. If
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  Speaker 1: you had an idea of the necessity which you are
• 1:39:50
  Speaker 1: to me, you would see that it is absolutely impossible.
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  Speaker 1: D a. You see I have but you the most
• 1:39:58
  Speaker 1: extraordinary things have happened to me. You will hardly believe
• 1:40:02
  Speaker 1: that I have just explored the whole of life in
• 1:40:04
  Speaker 1: a few hours. I have found out one thing that
• 1:40:08
  Speaker 1: there is nothing in it. You exist. If you did not,
• 1:40:13
  Speaker 1: the universe would have no meaning. Stay with me, Have
• 1:40:17
  Speaker 1: pity on me, since you love me. Live on if
• 1:40:22
  Speaker 1: I have just found you again, it is to keep
• 1:40:24
  Speaker 1: you wait a little longer. You cannot leave me like
• 1:40:28
  Speaker 1: this now that we have been together but a few minutes.
• 1:40:31
  Speaker 1: Do not be impatient. Oh Heaven, how I suffer. You
• 1:40:36
  Speaker 1: are not angry with me? Are you? You know that
• 1:40:40
  Speaker 1: I could not help going when the wapentake came for me.
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  Speaker 1: You will breathe more easily. Presently you will see, Da,
• 1:40:48
  Speaker 1: all has been put right. We are going to be happy.
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  Speaker 1: Do not drive me to despair. Da, I have done
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  Speaker 1: nothing to you. These words were not spoken, but saw
• 1:41:01
  Speaker 1: they rose from his breast, now in a lament which
• 1:41:04
  Speaker 1: might have attracted the dove, now in a roar which
• 1:41:06
  Speaker 1: might have made lions recoil. D e A answered him,
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  Speaker 1: in a voice, growing weaker and weaker, and pausing at
• 1:41:13
  Speaker 1: nearly every word. Alas it is of no use, my beloved.
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  Speaker 1: I see that you are doing all you can. An
• 1:41:23
  Speaker 1: hour ago I wanted to die. Now I do not. Gwynplaine,
• 1:41:27
  Speaker 1: my adored Gwynplaine, how happy we have been. God placed
• 1:41:31
  Speaker 1: you in my life, and he takes me out of yours.
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  Speaker 1: You see, I am going. You will remember the green box,
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  Speaker 1: won't you? And poor blind little d A, you will
• 1:41:43
  Speaker 1: remember my song. Do not forget the sound of my
• 1:41:46
  Speaker 1: voice and the way in which I said I love you.
• 1:41:50
  Speaker 1: I will come back and tell it to you again
• 1:41:52
  Speaker 1: in the night while you are asleep. Yes, we found
• 1:41:56
  Speaker 1: each other again, but it was too much joy. It
• 1:41:59
  Speaker 1: was to add that once it is decreed that I
• 1:42:02
  Speaker 1: am to go first. I love my father Ursus and
• 1:42:06
  Speaker 1: my brother Homo very dearly. You are all so good.
• 1:42:12
  Speaker 1: There is no air here. Open the window, my Gwynplaine.
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  Speaker 1: I did not tell you, but I was jealous of
• 1:42:19
  Speaker 1: a woman who came one day. You do not even
• 1:42:22
  Speaker 1: know of whom I speak? Is it not so? Cover
• 1:42:26
  Speaker 1: my arms? I am rather cold? And Fibi and Vino's
• 1:42:30
  Speaker 1: where are they? One comes to love everybody. One feels
• 1:42:35
  Speaker 1: a friendship for all those who have been mixed up
• 1:42:37
  Speaker 1: in one's happiness. We have a kindly feeling towards them
• 1:42:41
  Speaker 1: for having been present in our joys. Why has it
• 1:42:45
  Speaker 1: all passed away? I have not clearly understood what has
• 1:42:48
  Speaker 1: happened during the last two days. Now I am dying.
• 1:42:53
  Speaker 1: Leave me in my dress. When I put it on,
• 1:42:56
  Speaker 1: I foresaw that it would be my shroud. I wish
• 1:42:59
  Speaker 1: to keep it on. Gwynplaine's kisses are upon it. Oh,
• 1:43:04
  Speaker 1: what would I not have given to have lived on?
• 1:43:07
  Speaker 1: What a happy life we led in our poor caravan.
• 1:43:11
  Speaker 1: How we sang, how I listened to the applause. What
• 1:43:15
  Speaker 1: joy it was never to be separated from each other.
• 1:43:19
  Speaker 1: It seemed to me that I was living in a
• 1:43:20
  Speaker 1: cloud with you. I knew one day from another, although
• 1:43:23
  Speaker 1: I was blind. I knew that it was morning because
• 1:43:27
  Speaker 1: I heard Gwynplaine. I felt that it was night because
• 1:43:30
  Speaker 1: I dreamed of Gwynplaine. I felt that I was wrapped
• 1:43:33
  Speaker 1: up in something which was his soul. We adored each
• 1:43:37
  Speaker 1: other so sweetly. It is all fading away, and there
• 1:43:40
  Speaker 1: will be no more songs alas that I cannot live on.
• 1:43:45
  Speaker 1: You will think of me, my beloved. Her voice was
• 1:43:49
  Speaker 1: growing fainter. The ominous waning which was death was stealing
• 1:43:53
  Speaker 1: away her breath. She folded her thumbs within her fingers,
• 1:43:58
  Speaker 1: a sign that her last moments were a probe. It
• 1:44:01
  Speaker 1: seemed as though the first uncertain words of an angel
• 1:44:04
  Speaker 1: just created were blended with the last failing accents of
• 1:44:06
  Speaker 1: the dying girl. She murmured, you will think of me,
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  Speaker 1: won't you. It would be very sad to be dead
• 1:44:13
  Speaker 1: and to be remembered by no one. I have been
• 1:44:16
  Speaker 1: wayward at times. I beg pardon of you all. I
• 1:44:20
  Speaker 1: am sure that if God had so willed it, we
• 1:44:23
  Speaker 1: might yet have been happy, my Gwynplaine, For we take
• 1:44:26
  Speaker 1: up but very little room, and we might have earned
• 1:44:28
  Speaker 1: our bread together in another land. But God has willed
• 1:44:32
  Speaker 1: it otherwise I cannot make out in the least why
• 1:44:35
  Speaker 1: I am dying. I never complain of being blind, so
• 1:44:39
  Speaker 1: that I cannot have offended any one. I should never
• 1:44:43
  Speaker 1: have asked for anything, but always to be blind as
• 1:44:45
  Speaker 1: I was by your side. Oh, how sad it is
• 1:44:49
  Speaker 1: to have to part. Her words were more and more inarticulate,
• 1:44:53
  Speaker 1: evaporating into each other, as if they were being blown away.
• 1:44:57
  Speaker 1: She had become almost inaudible. Gwynplaine, She resumed, you will
• 1:45:02
  Speaker 1: think of me, won't you. I shall crave it when
• 1:45:05
  Speaker 1: I am dead, And she added, oh, keep me with you. Then,
• 1:45:10
  Speaker 1: after a pause, she said, come to me as soon
• 1:45:13
  Speaker 1: as you can. I shall be very unhappy without you,
• 1:45:17
  Speaker 1: even in heaven. Do not leave me long alone, my
• 1:45:21
  Speaker 1: sweet Gwynplaine. My paradise was here above there is only heaven.
• 1:45:26
  Speaker 1: Oh I cannot breathe, my beloved, my beloved, my beloved. Mercy,
• 1:45:36
  Speaker 1: cried Gwynplaine, farewell, murmured day, and he pressed his mouth
• 1:45:41
  Speaker 1: to her beautiful icy hands. For a moment it seemed
• 1:45:45
  Speaker 1: as if she had ceased to breathe. Then she raised
• 1:45:48
  Speaker 1: herself on her elbows and an intense splendor flashed across
• 1:45:52
  Speaker 1: her eyes, and through an ineffable smile, her voice rang
• 1:45:55
  Speaker 1: out clearly light. She cried, I see, and she expired.
• 1:46:02
  Speaker 1: She fell back, rigid and motionless on the mattress, dead,
• 1:46:07
  Speaker 1: said Ursus. And the poor old man, as if crushed
• 1:46:11
  Speaker 1: by his despair, bowed his bald head and buried his
• 1:46:13
  Speaker 1: swollen face in the folds of the gown, which covered
• 1:46:16
  Speaker 1: d e A's feet. He lay there in a swoon.
• 1:46:20
  Speaker 1: Then Gwynplaine became awful. He arose, lifted his eyes and
• 1:46:25
  Speaker 1: gazed into the vast gloom above him, seen by none
• 1:46:29
  Speaker 1: on earth, but looked down upon, perhaps as he stood
• 1:46:32
  Speaker 1: in the darkness, by some invisible presence. He stretched his
• 1:46:36
  Speaker 1: hands on high and said, I come. And he strode
• 1:46:40
  Speaker 1: across the deck towards the side of the vessel, as
• 1:46:43
  Speaker 1: if beckoned by a vision. A few paces off was
• 1:46:46
  Speaker 1: the Abyss. He walked slowly, never casting down his eyes.
• 1:46:51
  Speaker 1: A smile came upon his face, such as d e
• 1:46:54
  Speaker 1: Aes had just worn. He advanced straight before him, as
• 1:46:58
  Speaker 1: if watching something in his eyes was a light like
• 1:47:02
  Speaker 1: the reflection of a soul perceived from afar off. He
• 1:47:05
  Speaker 1: cried out yes. At every step. He was approaching nearer
• 1:47:10
  Speaker 1: to the side of the vessel. His gait was rigid,
• 1:47:13
  Speaker 1: his arms were lifted up, his head was thrown back,
• 1:47:16
  Speaker 1: his eyeballs were fixed. His movement was ghost like. He
• 1:47:21
  Speaker 1: advanced without haste and without hesitation, with fatal precision, as
• 1:47:25
  Speaker 1: though there were before him no yawning gulf and open grave.
• 1:47:29
  Speaker 1: He murmured, be easy, I follow you. I understand the
• 1:47:34
  Speaker 1: sign that you are making me. His eyes were fixed
• 1:47:37
  Speaker 1: upon a certain spot in the sky, where the shadow
• 1:47:40
  Speaker 1: was deepest. The smile was still upon his face. The
• 1:47:45
  Speaker 1: sky was perfectly black. There was no star visible in it,
• 1:47:48
  Speaker 1: and yet he evidently saw one. He crossed the deck
• 1:47:53
  Speaker 1: a few stiff and ominous steps, and he had reached
• 1:47:56
  Speaker 1: the very edge. I come, said he dee. Behold, I
• 1:48:01
  Speaker 1: come one step more. There was no bulwark. The void
• 1:48:05
  Speaker 1: was before him. He strode into it. He fell. The
• 1:48:10
  Speaker 1: night was thick and dull, the water deep. It swallowed
• 1:48:14
  Speaker 1: him up. He disappeared, calmly and silently. None saw nor
• 1:48:19
  Speaker 1: heard him. The ship sailed on and the river flowed.
• 1:48:24
  Speaker 1: Shortly afterwards, the ship reached the sea. When Ursus returned
• 1:48:28
  Speaker 1: to consciousness, he found that Gwynplaine was no longer with him,
• 1:48:32
  Speaker 1: and he saw Homo by the edge of the deck,
• 1:48:34
  Speaker 1: baying in the shadow and looking down upon the water.
• 1:48:37
  Speaker 1: The end. Thanks for listening.