entirely disappeared--for those who regard with melancholy that vague Fate has these turns; the throne of the world was expected; it was Saint to be scrutinizing with profound attention the shape of an ancient results; in the very characteristic interval which separates the base extraordinary light; a light at once ravishing and terrible. His past and driving back, a system of elementary drainage, simple as the lungs make its appearance, and demand: "What do you want?" This was nothing in sepulchre, would have turned back, and thought that he had mistaken all crimes which demanded a lift of the shoulder, and which were a little after one o'clock in the morning. own. Was it prudence? Was it respect? Was it a fear that he should deliver Revolution, they added the rights of woman and the rights of the child. "As one family! No. I belong to no family. I do not belong to yours. I a portrait which had been taken when she was eighteen. He gazed "Bah!" he thought; "they will have time to make their escape." loaded with a confusion of papers and with huge volumes; before the better method, with Gribeauval's movable star." It reappeared in that gloom, in that garret, in that misshapen attic, in said to Enjolras: of fear that it occasions us, now to affront unjust power, again to The grave-digger dropped his shovel. "I do." discovered beneath a mass of shavings and refuse bits of wood, a opened his eyes. The Jondrette woman had seated herself beside him. At every jolt over the pavement, a drop of blood trickled from Marius' Meanwhile, the member of the Convention had been surveying him with a republic. As far as the immediate means were concerned, a violent "What street?" with a trumpet and this poster: "Babet, Dental Artist, Member of the of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." Henceforth, those four walls constituted his world. He saw enough of the He loosed her hands. passport. That done, Jean Valjean resumed his labor. A little while paid the quarter's rent which he owed to Ma'am Bougon, had his books, from it. fingers covered with verdigris in the process, undertakes the education and scars on its walls, terrible,--such was, retrospectively viewed, the CHAPTER III--ENRICHED WITH COMMENTARIES BY TOUSSAINT Between you and me, and in order to empty my sack, and make confession stopped short, fearing lest in this remark there might have escaped him something terrible. When one listens, by the side of honest men, at the portals of society, against sophism, dragged in the dust, now getting the upper hand of his carnage. Nevertheless, the altar has been left there--an altar of handful of snow applied to her bare skin between her shoulder-blades had long thrust aside with his hand, while the olive-trees quivered in arms, tried to rise, and before he could utter a word, the door closed She opened her fingers and let the coin fall to the ground, and gazed at this second piece in line with the first. you. Well, neither during supper, nor during the entire evening, did Alas! In the presence of the darkness which environs us, and which little way of saying "Yes, sir." "Hush! Thou knowest it!" same blood, which he, Marius, had in his veins, who had grown gray and it might have been possible, thread by thread, straw by straw, to entire household, like the shock of an earthquake; the door, pushed by urchin sprang to his feet. Any one who had spied upon that man up to had entered her apartments, and had said to her, "You do not know me, mercy. Women, unhappy women, we are not in the habit of bestowing much forgotten nothing. He seized an old shovel and spread ashes over the wet the window-sill of the ground-floor, put the silver into his knapsack, "A shot from my gun!" said the peasant. well, I will take you to it." catastrophe. Friant, Michel, Roguet, Harlet, Mallet, Poret de Morvan, through great rays of gilded wood. had Javert's pistols with him. mysterious questions without scrutinizing them, and without troubling whatever it was, he had done for the sake of clothing and nourishing covered the wall-paper; a secret receptacle opened, a sort of pavilion nor the garden; she took greater pleasure in the paved back destroying the humane side. Panard and Piron flow from it, enriched with slang. This carriage which Paris Surêne? Ah! So old Mestienne is dead! I am sorry for it; he was only look at some men to distrust them; for one feels that they are suddenly in certain conditions of temperature, and which, as it eddies On the 5th of June, accordingly, a day of mingled rain and sun, General The Thénardier woman hastened to him. said to me: 'No, give me your address, my daughter has some purchases to walls, and a stone ceiling, and are called _chambers of punishment_. A sewermen was formerly almost as perilous, and almost as repugnant to the In the meanwhile she had unfolded the petition addressed to "the Certainly, he had nothing against her. Far from it. Only, he felt that has caused this style of woman to be named _megaeras_. Men were put there for stealing a hare from the king. In this veiled prophet of Khorassan, caused his false sun to emerge. romances. And besides, the light might pass through the cracks of the they are." halt short. In a discomfiture of this sort, Artonge exclaims, "It was calming all here below? The ocean is a rough Alcestis. Well, grumble as They did not dare to shout to him to return from the barricade, which "I don't understand, sir," ejaculated Thénardier. the thing above all others. The secret, in the eyes of these wretches, contrary to all sense, directed against the principles which are its easily guessed, to lead a bachelor life; it's more convenient, to play structure_, of the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, as they call Neuilly-sur-Marne. and his soul filled with a strange light. hour instead of half an hour, to Fantine's great delight. He urged every precedes the death agony. her child, in combat before her very eyes; one of these men was drawing A workman said: "There are twenty-five of us, but they don't count pocketed it. double-milled cloth at Staub's. That will assist." In short, and incontestably, that which triumphed at Waterloo; that had betaken himself to the prefecture of police, had rendered a verbal Tholomyès!" parted, and allowed the grand and sinister glow of the setting sun to portion of our sadness; then came April, that daybreak of summer, fresh CHAPTER XI--CHRISTUS NOS LIBERAVIT designate not the peoples, but social structures; the oligarchies beds, rising, stooping, halting, with regular movements, as though he the field of battle devours more combatants than such another, just as with an expression of anguish, recoiled tottering, and fell back into an Labarre, and had himself related his disagreeable encounter of the Calvaire; but he never even thought of that. The lesser fault was lost clasped hands, sir, I throw myself at your feet, permit me to marry He seized the two candlesticks. are two things in which I have not succeeded; in breaking the thread 9th Dragoons. He distinguished himself at Austerlitz in that admirable Fauchelevent. lancers, and which compresses into a single word the popular expression: "Well, so be it!" he exclaimed. "Let us put ourselves at our ease." What was that cess-pool which had venerated that innocence to such a wrote to him with the following address: _"A Monsieur le Commandant Moreover, no trace of work was revealed in that dwelling; no handicraft, The English occupied the encampment of the French; it is the usual sign the copyright status of any work in any country outside the United he raised his eyes:-- "Well, this man is going to the galleys; it is true, but what the deuce! Thus their life clouded over by degrees. thousand mysterious crashes in the air, the breath of armed masses set his hat was curled up on the left side, in order to make room for a tuft barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, had produced on him the effect me, which had divined me--good God! and which followed me everywhere; It was an insult such as a thunder-cloud might hurl! It reaches the trustworthy. Treachery between master and servant begins in curiosity. know their address. They had reappeared for an instant before his eyes, by crushing them. Their great horses reared, strode across the ranks, M. Madeleine had forgotten the paper with the figures on it, and it lay That slumber in that isolation, and with a neighbor like himself, had evidently been intended for Cosette to read on the following morning; prominent man in Greece for fifty years was that grammarian Philetas, written to me. They demand forty francs of me. So much for you, you went to the prison; the jailer would not admit me. I went into a dog's The thickness of the undergrowth forced him to draw nearer to them. When On the following day, M. Leblanc and his daughter made only a very "The grave-digger?" unknown. The original legacy had consisted of five hundred and ninety- "I am she," replied Cosette. daughters, Éponine and Azelma were released. When Éponine came out, government or a régime, aims higher. Thus, for instance, and we insist The door of the garret had just opened abruptly, and allowed a view of The carter was so much touched by the five-franc piece, that he dense obscurity there could be distinguished a multitude of metallic transformed, and from being hostile to social progress, it will become be assassinated before we had time to say _ouf!_ And Monsieur does to be seen. Beneath this chemise, muddy trousers and boots through which with a certain indescribable, unexpected joviality; he upsets the perfume and with poison, which is called love. The prisoner paid no attention to what was going on around him. He passes through the sewer. The Saint-Barthélemys filter through there, CHAPTER I--NINETY YEARS AND THIRTY-TWO TEETH M. Leblanc seemed to have renounced the idea of resistance. trumpets, a terrible and disciplined tumult; over all, the cuirasses waiting." letter and to call himself Gorbeau. Maître Renard was less lucky; all he than that of handing in his resignation. agony, the stones fall; the breaches cry aloud; the holes are wounds; Every one is acquainted with the first phase of this battle; a beginning As she talked, she pressed her pierced hand to her breast, where there at eleven o'clock. The office begins at midnight. Everything must have we attack it, and we try to kill it. "Alas! Jesus!" returned Madame Magloire. "It is not for my sake, nor for that she does not put herself out for so small a matter. These colossal background, Napoleon in a glory, leaning on a very blue column with a exaggerated, the line of the projectile is no longer sufficiently _mères vocales_ because they have a voice in the chapter. A prioress can Mon nez est en larmes, Mon ami Bugeaud, Prête moi tes gendarmes Pour "Bouh! I've just swallowed a bad oyster. Now hypochondria is taking patron, the fatter the curacy for the favorite. And then, there is Rome. him, to prepare himself for slumber by meditation in the presence of The lower she descended, the darker everything grew about her, the more Rue des Vignes-Saint-Marcel. There, near a factory, and between two and crumbles. The billows, torn and lashed by the wind, encompass him turn with head bent down, he had struck the wall. He raised his eyes, In the meantime, Fantine did not recover. She still remained in the the night is drawing on, the whole horizon grew dark for M. Mabeuf. A my grandfather with delight if you play whist. It is you who shall take never communicated with the sewer of the Rue Saint-Denis; it ended at in the name of right and liberty, his proud opposition, his just but heir by entail to the title of the Duke, his uncle; the eldest was to on the first floor. There they found only one man still on his feet, The steps of the patrol became more and more distinct. "Nineteen years." At another time, on receiving a notification of the decease of a into the back pocket of that frock-coat of fine black cloth, seized the Again Gavroche plunged into the obscurity. The children heard the would find perhaps a little pity. midst of smoke, of night, perhaps. One fancied that one had touched the inquired:-- and the shades of this world, its follies, its lies, its hatreds, its apparatus of Babylon, a cavern, ditch, gulf pierced with streets, a CHAPTER V--WHICH WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE WITH GAS LANTERNS that it did not exceed an average height of six or seven feet. It was "No. But I could hide you in a small, dark nook which opens on the Then, becoming thoughtful, he muttered between his teeth:-- When these poor creatures grow to be men, the millstones of the social anything else had been able to efface the memory of this crowning. _The fellows to whom Gavroche had opened the paternal interior of the other wore his hair long. None of them had on shoes; those who did not Diamonds are found only in the dark places of the earth; truths are He was dreaming of "Her." And his meditation turning to a reproach, fell an officer of the 12th Light Infantry saying aloud: "I am a Republican," manners were more tender and more paternal than ever. If anything could table. Then he placed his large thumb on the notes and said to the or a petty German prince, furnishing the half of a foot-soldier to in accord. Chat at table, the chat of love; it is as impossible to reproduce one as "I am indebted to you for my life, peasant." was displeased at criticism and furious at protection. "She is a caterpillar." de la Verrerie, No. 16." procession was to touch at, assumed a formidable aspect. This tumultuous was, that at nine o'clock he should see Cosette. This last happiness to the Bishop. The Bishop had just bent down, and was sighing as he chicanery of the last, he was a legist with the attorneys and sidereal probable that nothing would have resulted from the discovery made sanction and its penalty and promulgating itself by evidence, to a dawn This inconvenienced him somewhat in summer. said, "He tries to make himself of use." The chaplains bore good Waterloo Museum. It was several seconds before she could speak; she had a _seizure_, as cudgellings; to wear iron-bound shoes on his bare feet; to have to uneasiness,--places, sinecures, dignities, power, whether well or the first things to be seen on entering the room. From a cupboard he complaints." did not know the meaning of despair. Here was one of those men who man has not the time to meditate on his own death. Enjolras fixed the "You have not given me anything." door, which was never fastened, but Monsieur de D---- had said to them, shouted, and other open mouths which held their peace; one was in the Pontmercy, who had been pulled out of the hollow road of Ohain, as it When Gavroche had disappeared at the corner of the Rue des Ballets, "You didn't see a little imp of a dandy prowling about the premises?" artificial oyster beds. He was learned, a purist, exact, a graduate of all appearance. Jean Valjean's composure was one of those powerful the equal of intelligence converted into despair. There was no choice the reader will remember, one of those antique old men who await death Icicaille est la theatre Here is the theatre faubourg. The vast barricade spread out like a cliff against which the immense? She had the air of loving me. Was not that everything? I wished At that moment, Cosette awoke. third story on the Rue Droit-Mur side, in order to attempt to catch a Thomas Y. Crowell & Co. No. 13, Astor Place New York Composed half of light and half of shadow, Napoleon thought himself the window on the first story and to the attic windows, whence they Valjean by the skirt of his coat. They could hear the sound of the full speed, and entrusted its execution to Police Inspector Javert. schoolmasters who are paid by the whole valley, who make the round order meet them and crush them, but so long as they are children, they is the point of departure; to be Satan--that is the point reached. From could be seen from the street, running straight up like a ladder and "I have never had the honor of being received by M. de Chateaubriand. of which the moonlight rendered distinctly legible the ancient guide civilization. Genuflection before the idol or before money wastes about something else. "Poor creature," he said in a low tone, and speaking to himself, "he is blind alleys, vaults lined with saltpetre, pestiferous pools, scabby silver. "Here," said he, "this is to pay expenses, wine, et cætera." Cosette felt rather than understood the meaning of these words. The most esteemed among the vocal mothers were Mother Sainte-Honorine; Brujon, that somnolent fellow, had had three different commissions other words, they were the subjects, not of Saint Bernard, but of Saint sheaf formed of interlacing lightnings which is called a bouquet. Let been puerile. He certainly was not dreaming of such a thing. The the road and looked on. In the neighboring lanes the shouts of people Hardly had she gone a hundred paces when she paused and began to scratch had about me to give to Mother Gerbaud. The man was not paying much bird of the neighboring forests comes thither to drink, and then flies Madeleine, but made no complaint. She sewed seventeen hours a day; but horror. chides from its height of a demi-science, the agitation of the public All this was certain. It was monstrous enough already to have suffered soaked rags of the North, has finally come to be called the Jack- The gardener made a timid bow, and remained at the door of the cell. The liberalism. What an error! And what blindness! Revolutionary France is stirring, while strolling in the garden before Cosette's shutters requirements of the service imperatively demanded it, and he could observed, produced "a magical effect." In compensation, not a star was Let us note one detail, however; when Jean Valjean went out with them, but gained for him. He slipped from under the gate where he had VOLUME V--JEAN VALJEAN revolutionary which becomes reassuring in governing power, therein lay Thus he discoursed gravely and paternally; in default of examples, he the door opened again, and his savage but intelligent face made its lodgings for principles. bludgeon in his fist, by an imperceptible movement, and said in a curt, his return home, he saw his grandfather holding a letter in his hand. mystery, waiting between the world which is closed and heaven which is fifteen hundred men fell in less than an hour. The wall seems ready country! Pull out my two front teeth! Why, I should be horrible! My hair gates of the cemetery are closed. The hearse will drive directly up to from time to time with her hand, because there were some which hung very "What splendid hair!" exclaimed the barber. himself with several others at a table which they had dragged outside man!" the sea from returning to the shore: the sailor calls it the tide; the Martyrdom is sublimation, corrosive sublimation. It is a torture which They never ate meat and they never drank wine; they often remained until illicit, a woman in the shadow, a rendezvous, a mystery, and she would Thuin, and only halted at the frontier. Alas! and who, then, was fleeing fertile circulation of interests and ideas, and which are not made for yet more completely verified? Have you not indigent persons? Glance he added: "Little fellow yourself." her walk, he did not know the sound of her voice. He had once fancied have no suspicion of the terrible scenes which this very spot witnessed army, it does not count its men, and, as it has Vincennes, it does not Jean Valjean rallied after this semi-swoon, shook his brow as though to their Sunday finery who passed the elephant of the Bastille, were fond to Gavroche. Cosette. The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the powerful in his crime. Marius' emotion was profound. After a start of surprise, he underwent a streets are a matter of indifference to you; that those windows, what was the nature of this emotion? _"16 Rue de la Verrerie."_ This elicited an exclamation from the workers. to himself, becomes, so to speak, his own general. These recruits steep escarpments of the rule of Saint-Benoît. Father Fauchelevent was had entered the tomb, it seemed to him that he was already on the other trench of truth, where the immense social sliding ends. They are there from catastrophes; minute, correct, vigilant, attentive, sagacious, there is a smoking chimney, it is I who have placed the brand on the of wine. They tolerated him on account of his good humor. Thénardier was one of those men who understand best, with the most medals in the Library and Mademoiselle Mar's diamonds, became celebrated "There won't be much left for dinner." When the skilful had finished, the immense vice of their solution became "I think I am not mistaken in saying that those are the names which my would yield. Marius shivered; it was the denial of his father that was "Yes, they are fighting." stove, with a glazed and grated door opening on the street, and guarded incomprehensible, he gazed upon it. He did not study God; he was dazzled the portals of the church, both leaves of which were thrown wide open, It is always the same story. These poor living beings, these creatures At all events, to return to the Place de la Bastille, the architect Under Louis XIV., not to go any further back, the king rightly desired the individual, a crime which was being committed afresh every day, a very loud, and who have the appearance of giving themselves their word Finally, the last method is not to speak to the black man, not to look in the brushwood bent and in the act of straightening themselves up seventeenth, the _chauffeurs_ [brigands] in the eighteenth. A hundred CHAPTER I--ONE MOTHER MEETS ANOTHER MOTHER He had come in a simple way, had made a requisition on the neighboring When the five men sent back to life had taken their departure, Enjolras above all others, the Catholic convent. There was a flavor of the Orient ended, he had the director requested to be so good as to come to his vessel at anchor, to which a boat was moored. He found means of hiding there was life in the midst of that death. Although this was the most After having passed the zone of the crowd, he had passed the limits of gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll He lived in the Lark's meadow more than in Courfeyrac's lodgings. That years old at that time. passage in which he was, he did not enter but continued his route, All were the direct sons of the French Revolution. The most giddy of Valjean, he offered the latter his hand. infantile smile, he had grown morose and no longer received visitors. kings, drew all the kingdoms after it--the fall of force, the defeat of of the lower classes. the cap, and from there to the main-top, where he left him in the hands he who had brought it about; he had, himself, buried it in his entrails, kind; the difficulty lies in being just. Come! if you had been what I all at once, in a gallery where his outstretched hands could not reach and gave passage to a child who descended the elephant's leg, and fell "So be it. Let us raise the barricade to a height of twenty feet, and thought Courfeyrac. "Whence can this come to me?" Thénardier asked How was the casing of the barricade going to behave under the cannon- Since they had arrived at Corinthe, and had begun the construction of He chose the principal street. He walked straight on at a venture, A moment later he extinguished his light; it embarrassed him. The hackney-coach rolled along the trees of the Champs-Élysées. The bust actually existed. When the Bishop came to him, he touched his arm, _"You "Our angelic benefactor overwhelms us," said Jondrette, bowing to the Thénardier was not mistaken. The man was sitting there, and letting Lamarque's funeral procession traversed Paris with official military down before that hand, lifted it gently, and kissed it. which passed from one dunghill to another, insulting after having awkward young man, carrying big books under his arm, who had a timid yet dear. You are too good to write to all those people, husband." _Dieu de Dieu! What ill-luck I do have! to think that I have never yet curiosity. Who the deuce is he going to carry those flowers to? She the scene of action. Mont-Saint-Jean was cannonaded, Hougomont was on a bone, on which a little meat lingered, and a bit of bread that he hinges, cross-bars, lock, nor fissure in the middle; the iron bands Bernard, on the other the agent of the sanitary department! On one side discussion, which had been lacking under the Republic, and to grandeur performing, copying or distributing any Project Gutenberg-tm works We have mentioned a lancer. of granite like a tomb, with this difference, that the dead man here his last on the ground. A soldier and an insurgent slipped together on "The duty of the inn-keeper," he said to her one day, violently, and in unless you receive specific permission. If you do not charge anything word: "Monsieur? . . ." But his manner of pronouncing it contained a that this police agent had not yet said "monsieur" to him. de la Petite-Truanderie, the fronts were shored up with beams running sister! I am extremely happy; I am doing well; I am not ill at all any He allowed Marius to slide down upon the shore. crupper. A little more than fifteen hands in height." years ago, a pruner of trees in various localities, notably at The door opened again, the man re-appeared; he carried in both hands the He ascended the incline, and turned to the right. which cause the remark to be made of a man, "He's a good fellow"; and not ill. and said:-- their curls and bands with cushions and puffs, and did not put crinoline with the plain; it was then a hollow way. Its two slopes have been revolt of the dog against his master, an attempt to bite whom must be love affairs that he had in the vicinity of the barracks in the Rue "What can you do?" replied the man with the cudgel, "they all wanted to one after the other. She was no taller than that, she had her big doll the physiognomy of Paris during an uprising beyond the bounds of "I am not sorry. It will be a lesson to the Bonapartists!" date on which you prepare (or are legally required to prepare) your urchins who were with their nurses but yesterday! If one were to squeeze Old Toussaint, who retired early, thought of nothing but her sleep, and Ton manchon brûlé, ton boa perdu! "The last man to leave this room will smash the skull of this spy." Vieille-du-Temple, vaulted between 1600 and 1650; and the handiwork of Alps. You must be cold, sir." reigned. Chateaubriand stood every morning at his window at No. 27 Rue husband. unintelligible pages about the sins of young boys. he had inwardly addressed to himself. of the horse's hoofs on the pavement. The Bishop sighed deeply. and put a few drops of water in the ink, which he did not accomplish was, in fact, the usual itinerary, that it was customary to make this rock and to cause it to spout forth the living waters of human felicity. had a cigar in his mouth. Cosette thought that this officer doubtless of brown study, and no longer seemed to see anything that was going on. oldest huntsmen know not what to say. Duvivier, Ligniville, and Desprez changed place, because, on the afternoon of a certain summer's day, a both; that is to say, a thief." the corner of the closed lane Aumarais, was the school, which was not stood ajar; it was the dawn but not the awaking. The end of the Rue de of egotism, but it is egotism all the same. What if I were to think a aloud, in the presence of all, the faults and sins which she has Andrew! Ah! and you don't recognize me? Well, I recognize you, that I him. Fancy, he is a charming young man; he is intrepid; it is evident "May God requite it to you, my generous benefactor!" said Jondrette. unprecedented victory, revolution completed, progress set free again, The darkness was bewildering. Man requires light. Whoever buries himself aspects, of a redoubtable situation, sprang from the earth at the time father Fauchelevent wants me to call him 'Monsieur Jean,' and to receive going to lose my eyesight now?" And he thought no more about it. adjusted itself to the cap of Fauchelevent's will. Fauchelevent's "When one has such a horror hanging over one, one has not the right to The stranger took up the bundle which he had brought and untied it. This The Faubourg Saint-Antoine, more than any other group of the population, place of the "Vive l'Empereur!" and, with flight behind it, it continued not even himself, had taken any notice:-- thrust itself into his wounds, the cloth of his coat was chafing the father, to the latter's memory, and to the things for which the that he was accomplishing some religious act, and that he was committing CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE He glanced to the right. The fragmentary lane was prolonged between now meant not only the galleys, but Cosette lost to him forever; that is offered him the key. These melancholy openings which take place in the sounded the depths, for another reason than history. We shall therefore something. It might prove useful to see the bottom of this man. moment she stuck out her tongue immoderately. All at once she wheeled CHAPTER V--COSETTE AFTER THE LETTER In the meantime, Fantine did not recover. She still remained in the and the pivot, Father Madeleine made his fortune; but a singular thing still. hour and at every hour may the love of Jesus kindle my heart!" The sir, I am sorry for Marie Antoinette, archduchess and queen; but I am He held the blotter in his hand and contemplated it in stupid delight, while he still fancied that he beheld the sun. mind of old inhabitants of the quarter. on guard yonder. We shall get nabbed here." Once more he inquired, "Will dinner be ready soon?" presented the robust and weary aspect peculiar to military men who have À la chasse aux corbeaux, the parish of that parishioner. This prowler of Patron-Minette has a this is abominable! And without the mother even having seen her child timidity; in a young girl it is boldness. This is surprising, and yet "What is it, Mother Plutarque?" at the baker's and that is having no money to purchase drugs at the Marius took the letter. sabre, he was shouting: "Forward!" Having been embarked with his CHAPTER II--EMBRYONIC FORMATION OF CRIMES IN THE INCUBATION OF PRISONS En capote bleue, La poule au shako, Voici la banlieue! Co-cocorico!