OMSB...I'm laughing so hard here I think I'm actually feeling a bit ill through clenched stomach muscles!
That sounds dangerously similar to a spasme d'hilarité, you know!
OMG, impressions of Charles X! Must include in fic!
I'm, er, not terribly sure what the Charles X. part ac
tually says (nor what, exactly, Gombeferre is supposed to be doing) so (following the Constance Garnett school of translation) I forewent consulting the dictionary and gave what I thought it should have said for maximum literary value
- here it is for those with serious French skills (I can do only clothing, y'see):
Le tumulte attira l'attention de la foule dense, resserrée par la file de voitures et l'encombrement que formaient, autour des lingères, les étudiants farceurs, un Gombeferre battant le briquet pour le pétard de Noémie que Cavrois protégeait de sa corpulence et de ses avis, un Gourfeyrac montrant aux promeneurs la caricature de Charles X, la mâchoire béante et la denture en saillie tandis que lui-même imitait les discours des dompteurs forains.
(Not sure why there is 'un' Courfeyrac and 'un' Combeferre, either.) 'Montrant la caricature' probably means he's holding up a drawing ... but I prefer the impressions theory (and if it's not what it means at all, that's all the more of a reason for you to write it)
in tune with the chap who gives you the figures on the costliness of kings.
He (Courfeyrac) def
initely is supposed to be a Fourierist, by the way:
On avait entendu les homélies fédéralistes de Michel Chrestien, les déclamations émues de Ribéride, les expositions fourrieristes de Gourfeyrac, les conférences astronomiques et mystiques d'Arago, les vagues appels au combat du fougueux Raspail et du tragique Auguste Blanqui, les sèches démonstrations saint-simoniennes du major Gresloup [...]
Unless a 'fourrierist' is something else, of course. Ought not Chrestien to be a Saint-Simonian, too?
What I wonder is whether Adam actually put any thought
into these things - "Let's see, Courfeyrac is a fellow who has no inhibitions about adding a woman to his 'collection', so he would be in favour of a theory that proposed making a considerable 'collection' of physical relations the norm, even considering the satisfaction of multiple people's passions (in spite of being deeply devoted to one at best) a service to the harmony of society" - or whether he just ... threw them on the table à propos de rien.
The commissaire (named Leloir - is this anybody one ought to know? he probably turned up in one of the earlier books) is not only charming (in the irony with which he states that he could not contradict E. without being impertinent, which he has no desire to be) but also joli.
Smoking Enjolras is-- he doesn't seem any more likely to have a habit than to smoke for any reason other
than out of habit, unless it's question of making grand gestures with lighters. (Certainly not a social smoker. Unless it was absolutely necessary to share a cigar with a charming commissaire as a manoeuvre of distraction.) I can see and always have seen just about every
Ami smoking habitually (right down to Combeferre - not absent-mindedly while bent over books and papers, but maybe taking one break every eighty pages), but Enjolras is ... at once too calm (thus not smoking in the assumption of being able to concentrate better) and too tense (thus not smoking for leisure, as a way of loosening up). Actually, if anything, he vaguely reminds me of the type who smoked heavily between ages eleven and fourteen and quit when they found there were much more interesting and sophisticated 'grown-up' things to occupy themselves with - and then remain non-smokers for the rest of their lives without anyone ever suspecting them of even knowing how to inhale. (I mean, that's completely far-fetched. But ... well, it's completely far-fetched. And I have no idea what the average age to start smoking was among the bourgeoisie under the Restauration.)
I'm going to hunt down the second(/fourth) book come what may, I have
to see how he handles 1830.