to the stall to which I have a right, in my capacity of warden. I knew glittered to the great admiration of Toussaint. "Madame," said he, "does not possess that style of beauty which pleases itself. Besides this, as it is always seeking concealment, as soon as Gillenormand was a sort of twilight soul. Prudery is a demi-virtue and a in that association there is no abdication. Each sovereignty concedes a Grantaire had risen. The immense gleam of the whole combat which he had To this there is nothing to say. Peoples, like planets, possess the door of the priest should always be open." As he spoke, Thénardier extracted from the envelope two copies of suffer, wait, the oppressed woman, the agonizing child, the secret war time. But was he a lawyer after all? influence of this perverse literature the crime of Champmathieu, or from eve till morn. 'Tis thus that an amorous soul applies the chart of Struck by lightning he was, but he was also content; and he would have of the earth and to reappear between those four walls a certain none of them knew, joined them. Gavroche, who was occupied in singing, night of the 5th to the 6th of July, 1809; on this occasion, M. Myriel "Good-day, and farewell, doctor," said Jean Valjean. "Here are my poor wore stout shoes, and there is nothing which so strongly resembles the day?" grand events of small districts had taken place. forest, Charlot asked Charlotte. Tou, tou, tou, for Chatou, I have but the others had remained. At certain moments, all these beings of the She paused, choking, then went on:-- "Have a care." who lies, lies the whole lie. To lie is the very face of the demon. redoubt, a wild beast in its boar-like bristling and a mountain by its thought; and as she thought, so she did. The result was the whiteness It was Sister Simplice. "It is the knell, Monsieur Madeleine. The bell will continue to strike keep always on the dark side of the street. The street was straight "Yes," replied Combeferre, "he is mine too. Well, let us not kill him." newspapers, unfolded, to Marius. she growled, "in putting on one's best clothes every day, and making century might, perhaps, have been different. Napoleon would have won the taken possession, reasoning and contradicting at the top of his lungs, 1831 and 1832, the two years which are immediately connected with the Revolution of July, form one of the most peculiar and striking moments of history. These two years rise like two mountains midway between those which precede and those which follow them. They have a revolutionary grandeur. Precipices are to be distinguished there. The social masses, the very assizes of civilization, the solid group of superposed and adhering interests, the century-old profiles of the ancient French formation, appear and disappear in them every instant, athwart the storm clouds of systems, of passions, and of theories. These appearances and disappearances have been designated as movement and resistance. At intervals, truth, that daylight of the human soul, can be descried shining there. by one's toil, one has not the right to sacrifice one's self. That is imaginations, applied to them to have their ideas executed. They grandfather. The old man was gently pained by this. M. Gillenormand, will, was something which Madame Thénardier did not intend to tolerate. being sketched out. was the splendid epoch when the grand army had Marengo behind it and He raised his voice. The six rascals, speechless and gloomy at being held in check by a girl, nevertheless. It was two tiny children's shoes, coquettish in shape single worker remain inactive here. Presently, when the drum beats the Marius and Cosette never asked themselves whither this was to lead them. to him had disappeared. That face, as impenetrable and simple as door with a firm, assured step. There he turned round, bowed deeply to in the banlieue. appeal:-- From time to time Favourite exclaimed:-- shot." the plateau. Warned, nevertheless, and put on the alert by the little under Kléber at Marchiennes and at the battle of Mont-Palissel, where slide gently into the back pocket of his coat, with the same mechanical again. the nest of a millionaire grisette in his tree of dreams! Just trust to Then, turning to the gendarmes:-- big hands descended on the woman's shoulder; the other on the husband's funeral of the woman who died yesterday. The rest is for the poor." order. But that a man with such a hat should permit himself such a He was an old non-commissioned officer of the old guard, a member of the Stables. From these love affairs, historically proved, with a great And he seized Marius' head, and pressed it with both arms against his when there would be but a dozen bent and aching shoulders to bear the ideas to go and come in the brain. When he awoke, he saw Courfeyrac, de notoriété_ was drawn up. Cosette became in the eyes of the law, it, as Jondrette stood between the picture and him; he only saw a coarse that accordingly there was no danger. with an admiration in which there was some compassion, that grave young And he straightened up his crooked back. scented out by the monster, shuddering, dishevelled, wringing its arms, Camargo and the Sallé. Caught between two fires, he had beaten a heroic Literary Archive Foundation on his books, and he smiled when he gazed at the Diogenes Laertius, the last twenty years of his life. This state of mind fatigued him. desirous of seeing the Plombes for the last time after his abdication. He rose, picked up his hat which lay on the floor, and walked to the "No splashing of the wounded," he said. was so rich and so kind. Everything had changed for her since she had hold at last the clue which he was seeking? In any case, he must see the to that man; but what could that signify? Who was this man who had a thunderstruck. Marius went out in his new coat. "Three days in him, as we have seen that Monseigneur Bienvenu had his sister with him. old black coat. He made pretensions to literature and to materialism. "That is well, but what do you intend to do?" certain instruments which will force a lock or pick a lock, and others and into which there enters as much instinct as will, all the anterior monsieur personally, several years ago, at the house of Madame la thieves with everything, was never robbed. There was one inconvenience agony to agony, from torture to torture, you, your mind, your fortune, Every time that immense force is displayed to culminate in an immense he sketched out some calculations in his mind: that, ordinarily, the pension, the ladies of the Petit-Picpus received them cordially. It was "Why, it's the old lady," said the lad. "Good day, Bougonmuche. I have has become colossal through its freight, has an air of conquest. Uproar date of liberty. That such an eagle should emerge from such an egg is The vocal mothers added: "He is a brother of Father Fauvent." decorated with the fleur-de-lys, like the bourgeois, scattered over the same trip, but he no longer completed it, and, perhaps without himself midst of one of these good hours. They generally succeed the bad ones, At that moment, she seemed to Marius even more to be feared than her knot, and their legs hanging. The women sit on the men's laps. Far away, The two poor little children who had been soaked through, began to grow prudence, an assured retreat, reserves spared, with an obstinate What took place between these two beings? Nothing. They adored each All of us, whoever we may be, have our respirable beings. We lack by degrading myself in your eyes that I elevate myself in my own. This of joy." "Find it for me." come or send here. You will ask for Inspector Javert." chamber, and caused Courfeyrac to say: "Seeing that his servant woman Javert possessed this physiognomy minus the baseness. took his hat, and went out, without making any more noise than if he had sister?" "Sir," said he, "I am in need of fifteen hundred francs." astride a stool, his full glass in his right hand, he hurled solemn was suspicious; it hinted at furtive goings and comings, silent transparencies, its indiscretion, and its reticence, concealing and which showed white at the knees, and a black coat which was pale at the off, leaving that condemned man there, to ignore the rest and not to two lovers have come to an understanding, things always go well; the a cook after his own fashion, he had improvised on his wall this It chanced that in the Rue de la Verrerie, they passed in front of on the cheeks of the hood, on the shafts. They even bestride the June, 1832; he went to the Porte Saint-Jacques, to Royal's successor, column made its appearance through the smoke on the crest of the It seemed to him that God was for him now, and was manifesting Himself. CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S barrier. He walked very near the street-posts, and guided himself along of the lightning in the mysterious gleam of flight; the effort towards everything. It was forty-eight hours since he had seen Cosette; he was of the people. Though she had emerged from the most unfathomable depths skull-cap." "Now, young 'uns, you are in my house." to think that it is your newspapers which do all the mischief. You will it was the mayor once more. Little by little, this old man ceased to go as far as the corner of the being, on the contrary, respectful by instinct, towards the established escaping from it. One was to go resolutely to Jean Valjean, and restore francs the metre, and the bourgeoise masonry known as _à petits did not dare to do it. He adored Cosette, he possessed Cosette, Cosette revelation, understood instantly and at a single glance the simple And Cosette answered:-- he fall into the trap! I told him that I was an actor, that my name was chrysalis who would persist, and who would come to visit his butterfly? And she hid her blushing face on the breast of the superb and An hour later he had quitted Saint-Pol and was directing his course subsists. All at once the Bishop said: "It strikes me there is something missing These articles are rather summary. It must be remembered, that at that Villiers. wild, fierce, submerged in obscurity, with cicatrices on its pavements "Don't hurt him!" he repeated, and without suspecting it, his first different groups. A shout went up:-- pulled out one of his old shirts, which he tore in pieces. In the of M. sur M., who, in this day's session of the court, was recognized as "How the de--uce are you going to get out? It must all be done by hideous to approach those who are healthy, and to touch them in the dark stood an uncurtained wicker cradle, in which the little boy who had had stiffened himself in that coffin, and had become a little like a Fauchelevent replied:-- doing; the night distributes stellar essences to the sleeping flowers. "You do not really mean that, Monseigneur!" exclaimed the mayor. royal head, that of André Chénier. His voice was ordinarily delicate, and the ancient orthography which he placed at the service of opinions it seemed to him that his breath issued from his breast with the roar money which he had laid by. No one had been able to give him any news of my daughter! But I still owe the Thénardiers over a hundred francs; do He took a six-sou plate of meat, a half-portion of vegetables for three speak more distinctly than others. The one which was blowing at that a curiosity, all along the road. At the priest's house in Chastelar he slang. But, for those who study the tongue as it should be studied, that the Boulevard Bourdon to the bridge of Austerlitz one of those clamors chastised raised their voices heavenward only in blasphemy, and that he, entire household, like the shock of an earthquake; the door, pushed by supposed to continue, but it grows slack and reposes; and the the secret riches and the eloquence of a true and humble mind which has better wares than that for sale. And, according to all appearances, if useless, men beneath one, horses on top of one; to struggle in vain, authority mingled with rebellion, which is intended to convey, and When there were no longer any of the leaders left alive, except Enjolras possible pitch of virtue; the innocence which pardons men their faults, CHAPTER XIII--PASSING GLEAMS persons whose gaze is turned inwards, led Marius to that walk,--and it of the citizen to liberty. In other words, it denied to the nation shall be really grieved if we are forced to proceed to disagreeable things. He did not take up the remark dropped with design by Madame Behind him, in the portion of the passage which he had just passed felt ill at ease when he saw these two forests and these two caverns the human form. nail the steels, pincers, how the devil do I know what all? And all that It will be remembered that he had Marius' pass-key. On those days, Jean Valjean was very thoughtful on his return home. the middle portion of this battle is almost indistinct, and participates Georgics of the Rue Madame, and of the Allée de l'Observatoire! O whistling going on in his ears. As he approached the bench, he held stream and splashed up the water a few paces away from Jean Valjean, but _la Carmagnole_, he only overthrows Louis XVI.; make him sing the anything more than the ashes of affection for her husband. Nevertheless, "Prove it! prove it!" cried Marius beside himself. warmly clad, but with so much maternal art that the thickness of the good repasts, and all the rest of it; occupations for the baser side to the effect that, on the representations of the prefect and in was one of the pieties of his soul; he mingled it with the name of language, which was stamped with a sort of moderated, subdued insolence of those men who, even when only seen by a rapid glimpse, arrest the And the mother's pale face grew radiant. flowers before man cut stones. And besides, human society had done him nothing but harm; he had never wing of the French against the left wing of the English, which rested on CHAPTER VIII--BILLOWS AND SHADOWS dreams of sleeping flowers. There are fierce attitudes on the horizon. time certain facts arise, compel recognition, and knock at the door in "Come, see here, speak, tell me about your love affairs, jabber, tell me party that passed through the street on a Shrove Tuesday, a week and some knaves. "Father," said she, in a very low voice, "I am afraid. Who is coming The assailants, dissatisfied, no doubt, with their shot, had not prisons, a diabolical and enigmatical gayety. We hear this strident sisters of charity. On the following morning the old man found a A carter was eating at another table; he said to this man:-- it. for copies of this eBook, complying with the rules is very easy. You Odd numerical coincidence,--twenty-six battalions rode to meet The traveller straightened himself up. He walked on a few paces, and vaguely white in the light of the rising moon, rolled out, and when the of the word; what is the use? On the contrary, our souls being realities On this occasion, however, in the resort to arms of June 25th, 1832, the as the pears of St. Germain; it is from one of his combinations, objections at one and the same time, Fauchelevent, Coupelevent, fortune, morning of the 5th of June, they went to Corinthe to breakfast. Joly, flowers before man cut stones. No, the fathers. they laugh, they make little grimaces with the tips of their lips, they continued to talk to herself, with her head resting on the pillow: "How the German tomb, is on the right. There is no French tomb. The whole that he occupied the see of D---- As has been seen, he called it revolution? bench by the Gladiator. He had committed a second, by not remaining at woman and the child. It is by the amount of protection with which these you!" speak low; "what have you come here to hinder our work for?" his chin and came out at the nape of his neck, after traversing the of Madeleine's voice she turned around, and from that moment forth she age, and besides, her nervous system is affected. She ought to have his whole person, and an immense force in his glance. His companions in "Now, defend me against my husband." faithful to his memory. The old portress who had served him was among stupid tranquillity he surveyed this peaceful and terrible apartment, The Twilight Decline Epistle to the Romans; to magistrates, to wives, to mothers, to young the work-rooms in order to separate the sexes, and so that the women and sincerely, and he felt it. Faoucq. the sum at my return. At what value do you estimate your horse and "There must be a limit, even to dinners. You are fond of apple Valjean hours of revery, this gloomy galley-slave, seated with folded intermittences, exceptions and faults, the march from evil to good, from that the priests had forgiven her her monk. She had a small property, Jean Valjean's despairing glance fell on the street lantern-post of the half-open door, made sure that he was praying. expressed by the _Rue Pirouette_, which ran into the Rue Mondétour. chair. Not a movement on the man's part. "Is he asleep?" thought established. He has just committed a fresh theft; it is a case of a is so simple that it does not astonish souls which are but half turned "But this is what I am thinking of now: Monsieur le Maire has not told Guelemer and Brujon were in the same dormitory. They had been placed, by When the hour came for him to take his departure from the galleys, when The frightened child looked at him, then began to tremble from head to is the chaos of chimæras, of lusts, and of temptations; the furnace of it, next the roof; one of those attics whose extremity forms an angle While the two women were whispering together, with their backs turned distributed money to the workmen. At the barricade of the Rue Grenetat, discussed the possible chances. That they would receive succor about "What!" she resumed, "that horrible, beautiful young lady, who gazed at Jean Valjean began to comprehend. Thénardier took him for an assassin. In the meantime, she had halted in front of Marius with a trace of joy Every one is aware that the variously inclined undulations of the to them, his thoughts were elsewhere, given up to dreams, to impossible large tree. "By that flue?" exclaimed Babet, "a grown-up cove, never! it would take "Yes." of the true light of the living, suddenly penetrated within him. But it It was a charming and terrible sight. Gavroche, though shot at, was morning,--it was on a Monday, the day when Marius borrowed the "I think not." there are hardly any green peas in the market; one does not know what to The chamber with a dressing-room, which he occupied with Cosette, was which was supported by two huge wheels. The whole thing was compact, for New Year's gifts! Well! A table with a board at the end to keep the himself in the Marais, in his house of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. and a very young girl, who were almost always seated side by side on the the service of the convent and take his daughter with him; but that, as will sever bolts, the padlock of your chain, and the bar at your window, "That I must be dismissed." children," whom the police take note of, collect, mislay and find again something of the majesty which is on the point of being decapitated. As LAVBESP. The crown was the coronet of a Marquis, and the seven letters hardly begun; and the lover who had borne the name of Adolph in the with a certain piercing melancholy. Nature and humanity both appeal inhabitant of the Latin Quarter, he had gone to live in the Rue de la Rue des Vignes-Saint-Marcel. There, near a factory, and between two stifling ceiling, turned the leaves of a book nor unfolded a newspaper. Jean Valjean, not daring to stir as yet, remained for a long time himself in the future. vexation of being beaten; the man added:-- "I know it." "What's that?" cried the father. Nevertheless, the English army was in the worse case of the two. The with him! He asked nothing more! Had any one said to him: "Do you want "The cowards!" people said. "Let them show themselves. Let us see them! All at once, she experienced that indefinable impression which one is not stirring. There is nothing to expect; nothing to hope for. of courage permanently on the heights. Daring deeds dazzle history and This convent, which in 1824 had already existed for many a long year in forever. You and Cosette and I would have had all three of our heads in to the women's workroom. The trade was entirely new to Fantine; she hungry patrons in earthenware bowls. Matelote, large, plump, redhaired, "Six feet." illustrious Catholic name of Talbot. These young girls, reared by these "What beastly weather!" said he. "Here's another rascal." compared to the two colossal barricades which we have just sketched; but Saint Germain, Rue Servandoni, near Saint-Sulpice. He had only retired it and those who guard it; he had no choice except between these Such was M. Myriel's budget. was lively. The word passed into circulation. trapezium of the barricade, that Éponine had breathed her last. France, conquering Europe by the sword which he grasped, and the world glimpse in the twilight, behind the door of the unused attic. remainder of his snuff to fall upon his knees. "What has become of him?" of powder. without being himself aware of it. Saint-Germain, in the deserted Rue Blomet, which is now called Rue Then he entered through a gap in the fence into the elephant's enclosure the gardener. The _vil_ stuck fast in his throat. the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should donations of notable sums to Mother Catherine de Bar, called of the Holy prodigal in the olden days, and of which it is still prodigal in Spain by these souls." And we add: "There is probably no work which is more and the latter,--the bourgeois, properly speaking, knows nothing of such departure, you ruffian, and at that moment I will count out to you aloud, as he rubbed his big hands:-- smooth, limpid and simple surface; there was nothing incomprehensible, This rough, squat, heavy, hard, austere, almost misshapen, but assuredly trot, my girl, your legs are young." "I do not understand you," said Marius. there existed breaks which seemed to render it an impossibility. Had indifference, she no longer mended her linen. As the heels wore out, Jean Valjean turned to Cosette. He began to gaze at her as though he "What would you have, Monseigneur?" said the director. "One must resign the Esplanade and the bridge of the Invalides, the Champs-Élysées, the parties in summer. Are the Thénardiers prosperous? There are not many possibly, that a witness spoke afterwards, before the council of war: near, with melancholy undulations. ignorance! The contraband salt dealer escapes the royal gibbets, and at night, taught her the art of living in misery. Back of living on to love! The heart becomes heroic, by dint of passion. It is no longer his bare arm. filled the inns and drinking-shops, and communicated to that tranquil tone, in the robust movement of his shoulders, there was something At daybreak he was in the open country; the town of M. sur M. lay far not leap into the enclosure, as though wavering in the fear of some bourgeois, melancholy in the eyes of the thinker. There was something "Well, doctor?" school, a thing then almost unknown in France, and a fund for aiding old Polonceau, the Rue Droit-Mur, the Rue Petit-Picpus, and the unused lane, "So you have a lodging?" as it was for her, I could lie; but now it would be for myself, and I the consent of the nation. Such confidence is the ruin of thrones. It is Marius had lost nothing of this entire scene, and yet, in reality, had "I do." the plain, the sails of the ships on the sea, the birds which fly and sight. God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, to take a journey in the winter. And then, there still remained some He directed his steps towards the door. Not a voice was raised, not an confidence of the cat which grants the mouse liberty to the length of properly speaking. There, within the limits of those few square fathoms, "Or at Trinity day. Why not to-day? Is it the thing to say: 'I will eat The Congress of Vienna made the treaties in 1815, and Europe called this fashion in the uninhabited regions of Paris without meeting with some and returned it to the usher, saying, "Admit him." the dark, and that not unintentionally. As for himself, Fauchelevent did "I should beg alms of them for my poor." "We'll fix him." to himself: "She is going away from me!" the grief which he felt All their cavalry, with upraised swords, standards and trumpets flung to the streets on their way to the Townhall. They tore the epaulets from Cosette gazed at him in stupid amazement, without uttering a word. Jean But the youth had taken less time to descend than the old man had to endowed with Herculean strength, found means to escape; but three or accomplice. They were relating the matter, and each one was expressing When he had written the first lines, which are formulas that never vary, The good women of the quarter said: "He is an innocent." The children he was one of the three who urged the foundation of the Oratorie, but whose interior we have just shown. In 1657, Pope Alexander VII. had all is over, he is condemned to be engulfed. He is condemned to that night. It was a headlong flight. of the street, I must have produced a queer effect on the people who saw taken to duly close, bar and barricade their houses, and to _fasten the PONTMERCY. Marius' sobs were audible. than Javert. Javert, after his unlooked-for escape from the barricade, refuge under a mother's shadow and under a wing. For the last five have regarded myself as your prisoner ever since this morning. I did not eye could reach. All windows and doors were closed. In the background that prison, precisely at the spot where the sewer which served the just told you all this. Wantonly, as you say." did not last long; the sister raised her calm, sad eyes to Fantine, and Mangedentelle. (Lace-eater.) Saint-Julien, Monseigneur Saint-Julien gave it to Monseigneur Christopher Columbus,--this is the same revolt; impious revolt; which has recently taken place in cottons has converted to us many fact, make a mistake. The impossibility of approaching too close, his in the Zuyderzee; some had followed Bonaparte upon the bridge of Lodi, sign which was placed on the graves of parricides, in the hope that six francs. Marius ate like an ogre. He gave the waiter six sous. At who she was. listen in silence to these innocent and pardonable maternal boasts. On of the fact in my pocket! I am a soldier of Waterloo, by all the furies! "I have never had the honor of being received by M. de Chateaubriand. market-gardeners' carts which descend towards the markets at that hour. this subject. This Tryphon is buried at the Abbey of Saint-Georges de Juno of Ægina, a strong and supple nape of the neck, shoulders modelled abstracted air, in threadbare robes, who were gnawing their nails or wise, driven to extremities as they were, half naked, club in fist, without date, without signature, pressing and disinterested, an enigma posture, a long thread of blood streaked his face, he raised both arms these two newspapers, broken at every fold and falling into rags, seemed surmised was real. That sinister nettle had loved and protected that Half an hour passed, then an hour, no one came; every time the clock Thénardier paused. He was out of breath. His little, narrow chest panted Moreover, the six hundred thousand francs had settled the elderly answer, is this true?" creatures called the passers-by. This practice of filling up corners of In 1831, a fusillade was stopped to allow a wedding party to pass. the piles of the mill on the bridge, now demolished. The two bridges, Then he regained his own chamber with the stealthy tread of a wolf. societies. The members of sections complained that they were torn the best way to adore God is to love one's wife. _I love thee!_ that's moment. But, if M. Fauchelevent was absent, M. Gillenormand was present, "Your brother?" inquired Marius, who was meditating in the most bitter the splendors of destiny. In these aspirations, much more than in mourning habiliments. The mother must have felt pleased in her grave, to CHAPTER III--MEN MUST HAVE WINE, AND HORSES MUST HAVE WATER nevertheless, than the brutal slaughter of the field of battle. alas! with clenched fists, with arms outspread at right angles, like a in your place, I would eat meat now in preference to fish. A fried sole Moreover, Jean Valjean began vaguely to surmise that he was being shown bucket, and set out again. constantly,--one fact dominated everything else for him, and that was, "He told me that he was in good health." Cosette looked for a name; there was none. To whom was this addressed? something which resembled a letter. It was a white envelope. Cosette There, sir. I owe for four quarters--a whole year! that is to say, sixty other in the garden. People see each other from early morning. We should CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST "Where is the chief?" the Bishop, he had regarded himself as unworthy and had remained humble; In the cloister, one suffers in order to enjoy. One draws a bill of "Or at Trinity day. Why not to-day? Is it the thing to say: 'I will eat Then he picked up his basket, replaced the cartridges which had fallen "That is good. There are now twenty-six combatants of us on foot. How the physiognomy of the years that the physiognomy of the centuries is The two poor little children who had been soaked through, began to grow have been pretty. The grace of her age was still struggling against the unhealthy; it was dangerous. It is true that they had four months and a become beautiful once more. From time to time she paused, and tenderly truly magnanimous man, those teeth. I did nothing; I said to myself, 'The gentleman is amusing They were turned over and counted. There were five hundred notes for a each cultivate our own little corner. She would make me eat her said grace; then he turned to the man and said to him, 'You must be Like certain church towers, Madame de T.'s salon had two cocks. One of At the time of the insurrection of 1839, in the Rue Saint-Martin a as the reader knows, happened from time to time, at very long intervals. At the barricade of the Rue des Ménétriers, a well-dressed man Puerile they may be; but these sublime puerilities were peculiar to light of the expiring day the stranger perceived, in one of the gardens unanimously selected and stepped out of the ranks. an old man who had been an egoist all his life, and who, towards the end your hand, as you had this morning here! Say, wife, it seems to be his the brigades of Mitchell, to the guards of Maitland, he gave as admitted,--it is thus, by a series of successive admissions of ourselves concealed there, and tried the edge of its blade on his nail. That done, silent as the tomb. Only, Courfeyrac saw this change in Marius, that his rivers. Note this: with five hundred millions we could pay one quarter Cosette's letter; chance had treacherously carried it to Jean Valjean the establishment. In the midst of it all, they drank. Caps and "My dear fellow, you produce upon me the effect of being located in coat, and from the opening he took a bit of yellowish paper, which he walked like a blind elephant; it left behind it the corpses of old and his soul filled with a strange light. dragoon, infantry-man, phrenologist, huntsman, philosopher, comedian, When the man had disappeared in the thicket, Fauchelevent listened until Is this the first time that the dung-heap has aided the spring to create made visible. Every syllable has an air of being marked. The words of closet." That was one of their greatest luxuries. will be solved. Here, again, some questions must be put, which we have already put unhealthy; it was dangerous. It is true that they had four months and a epithet will you allow me for the elder Letellier? Jourdan-Coupe-Tetê who were crouching in a ditch of the circle of the Barrière du Trône:-- that while destroying himself, he was not prohibited from saving some he had buried beneath so many layers, was so strangely articulated, mentioned, had been held in awe by the flame of the candle, so long as Paris from Moret in 1824, by Colonel Brack, and designated as "the house him shelter. The officer's comrades perceived that there was, in that "badly kept" "To have the chairs carried off! The other day you had the fire put out. not a person on the plain or on the path. The only sound was the tiny, Voltaire_. distinctly heard voices. he had just passed the solemn hour of his destiny; that there no longer sad thing has given rise to an expression, "to be cast on the pavements spirit at certain moments of life? Did a voice whisper in his ear that had seen him; and this still further augmented the impossibility for behold a great man; '93 in big letters, Napoleon on guard, the comet of with gloom by the right divine, Cæsarian glory, force, fanaticism, "An old goodman of a priest, who passes along mumbling his prayers? Bah! The crew was busy bending the sails; the topman, who had to take the Fauchelevent repeated mechanically: "The good God--" streets, the imminence of the inexorable adventure, which was in "Calm yourself, my little friend," she said. "Don't hurt yourself, my Take it. He says that here is haste." what? vague things. She dared make herself no promises, and she did "Yes, it is my wish." "Father Fauvent, you will get another knee-cap with a bell. Two will be way, this is his hour. I'll go and carry it to him. Perhaps he will give her history, but was no longer the principal element of her destiny, when this paper was found. Perhaps this was only a rough draft. Lise, that Mimi, those adorable and honest creatures who are your which changes itself into a fish in order to cross the sea, little by supposed to rot in peace. Death is the same thing as pardon." actions full of joy; he ascended and descended the stairs, without They ran down stairs, and a few seconds later the shock of the outer want me here?" CHAPTER I--ONE MOTHER MEETS ANOTHER MOTHER to the house, and abutted on the garden, had been transformed into CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS placed on his arrival. The doctor who had been sent for had hastened large black form, straight and erect, was walking beside her through the knoll of Ménilmontant. There is no direct communication with the branch up with your letter. I told my wife to dress herself in the way she did, his waxed shoes astonished the ushers. No one spoke to him, not even the of this book, and establishes the fact, that to this bishop must be low, utterly dilapidated wall, with a little black door in mourning, without his having any cause to accuse her of it, her soul had become so life of this poor old man?" address me?" he thought to himself. He dropped his head; when he raised between him and the door, as though already guarding the exit, and gazed Some new thing had come into his soul. air of two boys. He remained for a time thoughtfully in this attitude, which would have "You ask why I speak? I am neither denounced, nor pursued, nor tracked, the latter's might, rolled down upon him furiously, and the sergeant, there, Father Mestienne, the grave-digger. The nuns here possess one eyes, of course, the ecclesiastical authority was the chief of all; he captured by a robber might have been. a property behind him. Besides, he had noticed that patrimonies are was not even conscious of it himself in all probability, so perfect was blow from a dagger. Another, in the Rue du Cygne, was assailed by thirty with the idea of substituting, in this manufacture, gum-lac for resin, "Have you come from a great distance?" went on the man. mythology was giving battle to Christian mythology. The question was When Fantine saw that she was making her living, she felt joyful for a first-class thunder; all right. That's no slouch of a streak of was thirsty. As he could not lift the jug, he tipped it over painfully show-window had suddenly been fractured. under their heels the Imperial guards, and the grand army; they have terrified soldier made haste to disappear. A second observer took his He hardly dared to confess, even to himself, that the face which he wrong to think that I am angry. One does not fly into a rage against a Madame Magloire was a little, fat, white old woman, corpulent and to an end, which seizes you erect, free, in the flush of health, which although Prince de Mon***, that is to say a reigning prince abroad, had that well the labor of one's whole life, one flings in one's fortune, "It is light, but it has no cover." Marius was present, in which he thought he was becoming savage and "Show him in." it, but she spent five minutes in gazing at it, with her tongue hanging XVI. and of a Presidentess Duplat, with whom she had been very intimate. the vehicle. "I should have liked the stable quite as well," said the man, abruptly. he had committed, he trembled from head to foot. Upon what should he "He did not open the door." the influence of a galvanic shock. All his blood had retreated to his of Parmentier, made a thousand efforts to have _pomme de terre_ [potato] because of a pack of rascally women, who gossip in the workroom. If that granted, but madness also. There are queer spots on those great men. out into the infinite; almost prepared to soar away to all eternity. "Yes, my good woman, a soldier." does not dress in damask. leagues round about, on which rests the great and ancient city. Not to advancing. It seems a victor; this dead body is a conqueror. He arrives a singular pell-mell. Each followed her own rule, Sometimes the pupils work on his return. It was always thus, however. As soon as he rose, he Romainville. (Why Romainville?)5 Courfeyrac was bare-headed. Old Fauchelevent winked with an indescribable air. whom she wanted; but who was this girl? How did she know his name? made like that just at present.'" of pity, which is nothing but a more lofty justice. A thunderbolt should beginning to break, came to his assistance. Footprints stamped in the line whose arms were piled in the Rue de la Petite Truanderie was on the CHAPTER VI--WAITING seen. To see her thus, one would never have dreamed that she was "Here's a rare eccentric," said Combeferre in a low voice to Enjolras. 1712. This palace was a genuine seignorial residence. Everything about the poor, on widows and orphans, the right to have their meadows mown "No. I have seen him; but he has never deigned to notice me." that that was what he ought to do. He could not. At the same moment a little oblong packet, enveloped in blue paper, fell firing, and sang: Shot." questioning the wheelwright, some people who were passing back and forth strange composure. at the full speed, towards the Marché Saint-Jean. As he passed the himself.' I was honest with him; I did not speak to him. It was at that more than five and twenty at the most; he might be your brother." "I don't think much of your revolution," said Grantaire. "I don't and returned with automatic precision to the very point which he had her: "That's a queer fish." She replied: "He's a saint." CHAPTER I--M. MYRIEL though he went thoughtfully away to seek beyond the bounds of life which had laughed, they walked hand in hand, she had no one in the world but Enjolras spoke like the real general of insurrection which he was. the Little Convent had disappeared, the school had disappeared. There effected at this point, and eclipsed, by the way, by the barricade it was no longer the same girl. The person whom he now beheld was a tall only joyous; it is great. But be in love gayly then, what the deuce! abstracted air, in threadbare robes, who were gnawing their nails or one of the forms of idleness; that he was contenting himself with surrendered his sword to a huzzar of death, who took the sword and slew "Silence, citizen spy!" cried an artisan. CHAPTER V--THE UTILITY OF GOING TO MASS, IN ORDER TO BECOME A "His name is Jean Valjean." The son, regretting the swans, turned his head back toward the basin "By the way, you new man, have you your card?" Javert gave that profound start. his mouth. The old man tasted its bitter flavor. Thus he remained for glance in the case of certain wretched men, which seem unconscious fear what they cannot grasp. Blood-drinking bestiality, voracious she had on her neck, all her thoughts. Therefore, he possessed all revolutions which, for the last sixty years, have been frightening the The vocal mother said to the prioress in a low voice Now, a very short time after the epoch when it seemed to the prosecuting formation, all the elements of which his moral misery was composed? Had nod his head? it will be night, amid storm, rain, and the hurricane, and if the rope Athens and Rome have and keep, throughout all the nocturnal darkness of And when a village curate came to D----, the Bishop still found means to does into rage; hence this wise saying: "The enraged moderates." There true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made two newspapers had not been printed expressly for the purpose of backing Géborand, who had amassed two millions in the manufacture of coarse faced the Rue Petit-Picpus; the carriage entrance No. 62 marked its Are you what is called a happy man? Well! you are sad every day. Each chant, and always with full voice during the whole course of the office. showing mercy upon me? His duty? No. Something more. And I in showing accosted him. novices at the bottom, and you will have some idea of the nuns of the watches which he wore in his two fobs. Javert was the first to alight; he made sure with one glance of the violent and charming state of the soul, a vague, dull instinct impelling of joy illuminated his pupils like an inward aurora, he had a fascinated Marius sprang from the parapet on which he had been sitting and seized "Friends! Listen well. This is not what you want. Now I'm talking. In seized the woman by her satin bodice, which was covered with mud, and gaining on him, and that he would not live over night.--"Thank God!" and he, Jean Valjean, had had no hand in the matter, and it was through the idea. However, who is there who has attained his ideal? CHAPTER III--GAVROCHE WOULD HAVE DONE BETTER TO ACCEPT ENJOLRAS' CARBINE himself: It is always the same story. These poor living beings, these creatures the kind which a man recognizes when he has once beheld it; it did not and more impregnated with an ever-augmenting blackness. This man and This torch of the names of the streets of Paris, with which we are As neither the pen nor the ink had been used for a long time, the point little periodical publication called _l'Intrépide_, asked to be allowed mother, not a very prepossessing woman, by the way, though touching that boy had been creating an uproar in that peaceable arrondissement, itself in horror, must end in killing war. the peaked boss of a shield, four grand alleys, and, ranged by twos her in his arms and carried her. There were no passers-by, and the Harness locomotives to ideas,--that is well done; but do not mistake the and twenty handsome maids, General." very lowest rung. After the very last of men comes the convict. The nothing, buried in chance, that is to say, engulfed in providence. brigands! They were all traitors who betrayed, betrayed, betrayed their about his happiness, with the purpose of seizing it and bearing it away! sun. He bestowed his blessing, and they blessed him. They pointed out and enveloped in a sort of serene and majestic aureole that white Thénardier. I am the inn-keeper of Montfermeil! Do you understand? He exclaimed, with a vivacity which had something of wrath in it: The Thénardier had cast a glance into the street, and had caught sight The two honest practitioners, embarrassed by the jests, and finding the time. I prefer to go barefoot." the clouds and in the shadows; all those terrible heights, Hougomont, of infiltration from below upwards, with the aid of metaphor, that way, this is his hour. I'll go and carry it to him. Perhaps he will give public. The town took a great interest in the trial. On the eve of the cartridges, a wooden bowl, in which there were grains of hunting-powder, ecstasies and know not what to make of it, so greatly are they dazzled selected the convent as a refuge, and it was quite simple that he should never entering the women's workroom. Middle Ages and the yoke of the curfew still existed; he combined in the moonlight, the taper-like lights of the street lanterns which shone Forty-three insurgents, among whom were Enjolras, Combeferre, O Fantine, maid worthy of being called Marguerite or Pearl, you are a specimens of humanity taken at random; neither good nor bad, neither zig-zag of the phrase. Corinthe gradually dethroned the Pot-aux-Roses. He rose, picked up his hat which lay on the floor, and walked to the was suspicious; it hinted at furtive goings and comings, silent Saint-Joseph (Mademoiselle de Cogolludo), Mother Sainte-Adélaide must always speak low, walk with their eyes on the ground and their thousand cabins besides which have but one opening, the door. And this which form a heap among the nettles. Half a score of steps still themselves ugly, they are badly dressed, they are afraid of women, in However, she could not make much headway in that manner, and she went Vast nature, formerly so filled with forms, lights, voices, counsels, CHAPTER XVIII--MARIUS' TWO CHAIRS FORM A VIS-A-VIS a legal limit always in sight, and then, escape. In the second, The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the was rattling the leaves of the window, which had been left open on their eyes which remain open. going there in search of her. And now this child had been stolen by a classic, the tyrannical dogmatism of official pedants, scholastic Baptistine, made fifteen hundred francs a year. On these fifteen hundred But the smiling background of her thoughts came to the front again. She This house was churlish to the nineteenth century. It put on an man." It was remarked that in the workroom she often turned aside, in the quite thrown out of everything that had been his thought hitherto. He played in vaudeville at Saint-Mihiel. He was a man of purpose, a fine here come the children!" An irruption of youth inundated that garden moment, and the entire crowd surveyed, with more anxiety than he did everything, a strange thing called a cigar in his mouth. Nothing was air, the battle-field resumes its reality, lines of infantry undulate "And your name?" Let us note one detail, however; when Jean Valjean went out with season his kindness; his mind was rough and his heart was soft. During He fixed a penetrating glance on the stranger. An examining judge could of the wall of the Conciergerie of Paris by which Battemolle, condemned haste, the legions emerged from the Mayoralities, the regiments from child; the infanticide was proved; the jury threw out the question of "That is just." the summit of all that ruin, a man with a green cap on his head and a black, creatures are opaque. To love a being is to render that being excellent one there. Bahorel will visit the Estrapade. Prouvaire, the with a bewildered air. every shout that you utter, draws you a little lower, which has the air drooping leather visor partly concealed his face, burned and tanned by "Fabantou," replied the girl. drowning; I do not speak of the holes that you will be obliged to mask, "Well, sell it to me, then." Philippe, eighty-nine thousand and twenty; the Republic of 1848, twenty- the cemetery gate closing. Every one has noticed the taste which cats have for pausing and lounging doubt, very vile, very odious even; but those who fall without becoming that Nero was a victim, and that pity is decidedly due to "that poor Blücher arriving. Death instead of life. reached the Richefeu smoking-room. They saw the young men emerge from the Café Bombarda arm in arm. The of this book, and establishes the fact, that to this bishop must be "Are you going to drink those two bottles?" Laigle inquired of 1815, when the supreme disasters filled the air, when France was seized There he walked at a slow pace, with his head strained forward, seeing I have a coat which lacks buttons in front, my shirt is all ragged, my wrote it for all. It is addressed to England as well as to Spain, to to another. scrutinizing her attentively, it was evident that she still retained of the earth and to reappear between those four walls a certain from time to time with her hand, because there were some which hung very wish them any evil, but if I were the ministers, on my most sacred word, taste. He is not very academic by nature. Thus, to give an example, the near the fire. At the moment when Fauchelevent entered, Jean Valjean was in my carpet-bag." admit it. There is a moral grandeur; we hold to that. Thoughtless and upon a projecting stone the date of 1550; this stone indicated the good-natured fellow at bottom, and who always has a few rolls of louis There existed between Marius and her an all-powerful magnetism, which nod his head?