CHAPTER III GAVROCHE WOULD HAVE DONE BETTER TO ACCEPT ENJOLRAS' CARBINE





They threw a long black shawl of Widow Hucheloup's over Father Mabeuf. Six men made a litter of their guns; on this they laid the body, and bore it, with bared heads, with solemn slowness, to the large table in the tap-room.



These men, wholly absorbed in the grave and sacred task in which they were engaged, thought no more of the perilous situation in which they stood.



When the corpse passed near Javert, who was still impassive, Enjolras said to the spy:--



"It will be your turn presently!"



During all this time, Little Gavroche, who alone had not quitted his post, but had remained on guard, thought he espied some men stealthily approaching the barricade. All at once he shouted:--



"Look out!"



Courfeyrac, Enjolras, Jean Prouvaire, Combeferre, Joly, Bahorel, Bossuet, and all the rest ran tumultuously from the wine-shop. It was almost too late. They saw a glistening density of bayonets undulating above the barricade. Municipal guards of lofty stature were making their way in, some striding over the omnibus, others through the cut, thrusting before them the urchin, who retreated, but did not flee.



The moment was critical. It was that first, redoubtable moment of inundation, when the stream rises to the level of the levee and when the water begins to filter through the fissures of dike. A second more and the barricade would have been taken.



Bahorel dashed upon the first municipal guard who was entering, and killed him on the spot with a blow from his gun; the second killed Bahorel with a blow from his bayonet. Another had already overthrown Courfeyrac, who was shouting: "Follow me!" The largest of all, a sort of colossus, marched on Gavroche with his bayonet fixed. The urchin took in his arms Javert's immense gun, levelled it resolutely at the giant, and fired. No discharge followed. Javert's gun was not loaded. The municipal guard burst into a laugh and raised his bayonet at the child.



Before the bayonet had touched Gavroche, the gun slipped from the soldier's grasp, a bullet had struck the municipal guardsman in the centre of the forehead, and he fell over on his back. A second bullet struck the other guard, who had assaulted Courfeyrac in the breast, and laid him low on the pavement.



This was the work of Marius, who had just entered the barricade.







三　伽弗洛什当初也许应当接受安灼拉的卡宾枪



人们把寡妇于什鲁的黑色长围巾盖在马白夫公公的身上。六个人用他们的步枪组成一个担架，把尸体放在上面，脱下帽子，缓步庄严地抬进酒店的厅堂，停放在一张大桌子上。



这些人都在一心一意地办着这件严肃神圣的事，以致忘了他们当时处境的危险。



当尸体从沙威身旁经过时，安灼拉对那一贯死样活气的密探说：



“你！一会儿就是。”



伽弗洛什是唯一没有离开岗位留在原地守望的人，他在这时仿佛看见有些人朝着街垒偷偷地摸过来。他陡然喊道：



“大家注意！”



古费拉克、安灼拉、让·勃鲁维尔、公白飞、若李、巴阿雷、博须埃，都连忙从酒店里冲出来。几乎已来不及了。他们看见密匝匝一大排闪着光的枪刺已在街垒的顶上晃动。一群个儿高大的保安警察，有的越过公共马车，有的穿过缺口，正往里蹿，向那野孩扑来，野孩只往后退，却不逃跑。



那真是万分紧急的时刻。正如激洪骤发，水已涨齐江岸，开始从各个缺口罅隙渗透过来的那种最初的骇人景象。再过一秒钟，那街垒便要被攻占了。



巴阿雷端起卡宾枪，向第一个钻进来的保安警察冲去，迎面一枪，便结果了他，第二个一刺刀杀死了巴阿雷。另一个已把古费拉克打倒在地，古费拉克正喊着：“救我！”一个最高大的彪形大汉挺着刺刀向伽弗洛什逼来。野孩的两条小胳膊端起沙威那支奇大的步枪，坚决地抵在肩上，瞄着那巨人射击。枪不响，沙威不曾在他的步枪里装子弹。那个保安警察放声大笑，提起枪杆向孩子刺去。



刺刀还没有碰到伽弗洛什身上，那步枪已从大兵的手里脱落：一粒子弹正打中他的眉心，仰面倒在地上。第二粒子弹又打中了进逼古费拉克的那个保安警察的心窝，把他撂倒在石块上。



这是因为马吕斯进入了街垒。

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