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雨果 悲惨世界 英文版1-第章

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  You think it very arrogant in a poor priest to ride an animal which was used by Jesus Christ。
  I have done so from necessity; I assure you; and not from vanity。〃
  In the course of these trips he was kind and indulgent; and talked rather than preached。
  He never went far in search of his arguments and his examples。
  He quoted to the inhabitants of one district the example of a neighboring district。
  In the cantons where they were harsh to the poor; he said:
  〃Look at the people of Briancon! They have conferred on the poor; on widows and orphans; the right to have their meadows mown three days in advance of every one else。 They rebuild their houses for them gratuitously when they are ruined。 Therefore it is a country which is blessed by God。
  For a whole century; there has not been a single murderer among them。〃
  In villages which were greedy for profit and harvest; he said: 〃Look at the people of Embrun!
  If; at the harvest season; the father of a family has his son away on service in the army; and his daughters at service in the town; and if he is ill and incapacitated; the cure remends him to the prayers of the congregation; and on Sunday; after the mass; all the inhabitants of the villagemen; women; and childrengo to the poor man's field and do his harvesting for him; and carry his straw and his grain to his granary。〃 To families divided by questions of money and inheritance he said: 〃Look at the mountaineers of Devolny; a country so wild that the nightingale is not heard there once in fifty years。
  Well; when the father of a family dies; the boys go off to seek their fortunes; leaving the property to the girls; so that they may find husbands。〃 To the cantons which had a taste for lawsuits; and where the farmers ruined themselves in stamped paper; he said:
  〃Look at those good peasants in the valley of Queyras!
  There are three thousand souls of them。 Mon Dieu! it is like a little republic。
  Neither judge nor bailiff is known there。
  The mayor does everything。
  He allots the imposts; taxes each person conscientiously; judges quarrels for nothing; divides inheritances without charge; pronounces sentences gratuitously; and he is obeyed; because he is a just man among simple men。〃 To villages where he found no schoolmaster; he quoted once more the people of Queyras:
  〃Do you know how they manage?〃 he said。
  〃Since a little country of a dozen or fifteen hearths cannot always support a teacher; they have school…masters who are paid by the whole valley; who make the round of the villages; spending a week in this one; ten days in that; and instruct them。
  These teachers go to the fairs。 I have seen them there。
  They are to be recognized by the quill pens which they wear in the cord of their hat。
  Those who teach reading only have one pen; those who teach reading and reckoning have two pens; those who teach reading; reckoning; and Latin have three pens。
  But what a disgrace to be ignorant!
  Do like the people of Queyras!〃
  Thus he discoursed gravely and paternally; in default of examples; he invented parables; going directly to the point; with few phrases and many images; which characteristic formed the real eloquence of Jesus Christ。
  And being convinced himself; he was persuasive。


BOOK FIRSTA JUST MAN
CHAPTER IV 
  WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS 
   His conversation was gay and affable。
  He put himself on a level with the two old women who had passed their lives beside him。 When he laughed; it was the laugh of a schoolboy。
  Madame Magloire liked to call him Your Grace 'Votre Grandeur'。 One day he rose from his arm…chair; and went to his library in search of a book。 This book was on one of the upper shelves。
  As the bishop was rather short of stature; he could not reach it。
  〃Madame Magloire;〃 said he; 〃fetch me a chair。
  My greatness 'grandeur' does not reach as far as that shelf。〃
  One of his distant relatives; Madame la tesse de Lo; rarely allowed an opportunity to escape of enumerating; in his presence; what she designated as 〃the expectations〃 of her three sons。 She had numerous relatives; who were very old and near to death; and of whom her sons were the natural heirs。
  The youngest of the three was to receive from a grand…aunt a good hundred thousand livres of ine; the second was the heir by entail to the title of the Duke; his uncle; the eldest was to succeed to the peerage of his grandfather。
  The Bishop was accustomed to listen in silence to these innocent and pardonable maternal boasts。
  On one occasion; however; he appeared to be more thoughtful than usual; while Madame de Lo was relating once again the details of all these inheritances and all these 〃expectations。〃
  She interrupted herself impatiently: 〃Mon Dieu; cousin!
  What are you thinking about?〃
  〃I am thinking;〃 replied the Bishop; 〃of a singular remark; which is to be found; I believe; in St。 Augustine;‘Place your hopes in the man from whom you do not inherit。'〃
  At another time; on receiving a notification of the decease of a gentleman of the country…side; wherein not only the dignities of the dead man; but also the feudal and noble qualifications of all his relatives; spread over an entire page:
  〃What a stout back Death has!〃 he exclaimed。
  〃What a strange burden of titles is cheerfully imposed on him; and how much wit must men have; in order thus to press the tomb into the service of vanity!〃
  He was gifted; on occasion; with a gentle raillery; which almost always concealed a serious meaning。
  In the course of one Lent; a youthful vicar came to D; and preached in the cathedral。 He was tolerably eloquent。
  The subject of his sermon was charity。 He urged the rich to give to the poor; in order to avoid hell; which he depicted in the most frightful manner of which he was capable; and to win paradise; which he represented as charming and desirable。 Among the audience there was a wealthy retired merchant; who was somewhat of a usurer; named M。 Geborand; who had amassed two millions in the manufacture of coarse cloth; serges; and woollen galloons。 Never in his whole life had M。 Geboran
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