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Victor Hugo - The Man Who Laughs - Cosmopolitan University 2

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"Well said! Gwynplaine is Lord Clancharlie. That is indeed the name the<br />

man must bear who is to win Josiana. Listen. I forgive you; and do you<br />

know the reason? It's because we are both lovers of the same woman."<br />

<strong>The</strong> curtain in the door was lifted, and a voice exclaimed, "You are the<br />

two husbands, my lords."<br />

<strong>The</strong>y turned.<br />

"Barkilphedro!" cried Lord David.<br />

It was indeed he; he bowed low to the two lords, with a smile on his<br />

face. Some few paces behind him was a gentleman with a stern and<br />

dignified countenance, who carried in his hand a black wand. This<br />

gentleman advanced, and, bowing three times to Gwynplaine, said, "I am<br />

the Usher of the Black Rod. I come to fetch your lordship, in obedience<br />

to her Majesty's commands."<br />

BOOK THE EIGHTH.<br />

_THE CAPITOL AND THINGS AROUND IT._<br />

CHAPTER I.<br />

ANALYSIS OF MAJESTIC MATTERS.<br />

Irresistible Fate ever carrying him forward, which had now for so many<br />

hours showered its surprises on Gwynplaine, and which had transported<br />

him to Windsor, transferred him again to London. Visionary realities<br />

succeeded each other without a moment's intermission. He could not<br />

escape from their influence. Freed from one he met another. He had<br />

scarcely time to breathe. Any one who has seen a juggler throwing and<br />

catching balls can judge the nature of fate. Those rising and falling<br />

projectiles are like men tossed in the hands of Destiny--projectiles and<br />

playthings.<br />

On the evening of the same day, Gwynplaine was an actor in an<br />

extraordinary scene. He was seated on a bench covered with<br />

fleurs-de-lis; over his silken clothes he wore a robe of scarlet velvet,<br />

lined with white silk, with a cape of ermine, and on his shoulders two<br />

bands of ermine embroidered with gold. Around him were men of all ages,<br />

young and old, seated like him on benches covered with fleurs-de-lis,<br />

and dressed like him in ermine and purple. In front of him other men<br />

were kneeling, clothed in black silk gowns. Some of them were writing;<br />

opposite, and a short distance from him, he observed steps, a raised<br />

platform, a dais, a large escutcheon glittering between a lion and a<br />

unicorn, and at the top of the steps, on the platform under the dais,<br />

resting against the escutcheon, was a gilded chair with a crown over<br />

it. This was a throne--the throne of Great Britain.

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