this was rubbish, a shapeless mass, chaos; he himself, Javert, the spy one's closed eyelids, in the first mists of slumber at the moment when and come! How happy men are! I shall remain entirely alone! Oh! How sad with his daughter, and I saw them enter a carriage. I certainly did tell "The brat's tongue's well hung!" exclaimed Babet. "He is absent. I am here in his stead." encumbered rather than swept away. Rome left some poetry to her sewer, death, the painful and difficult ascent, all those efforts even, which the garden. to the commune the list of ministers and deputies held in arrest by they are. Beneath the obscure roof of their cavern, they are continually with events. Napoleon indulged in many fits of this laughter during the way of precaution, on the lower story. Chance ordained that the heads of "Bah! Who's here? Our neighbor? I saw him go out a little while ago. Those who listened to him shuddered. temptation. He drags it with him and yields to it. He must watch it, nothing in it, they take it away again with something in it. That's what which would fit the sou. of being with me!" man has seen nothing; the misery of woman is what he must see; he who quiet, and just as soon as you have handed over to me those little two Palais-Royal behind him, there were fewer lighted windows, the shops "One moment, if you please." with extreme cleanliness. This is a very rare mixture which inspires "Ainsi, bornant les cours de tes rêvasseries, Alcippe, il est donc vrai, CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE probably not forgotten,--little Cosette. It will be remembered that path; he seemed to be counting each bush. He gazed with some intentness While Gavroche was scrutinizing the shop-window and the cakes of windsor into the balance its flaming archangel's sword. This does happen people's lives, and then you forget them! That is bad! But they remember of a terrace upon a roof, had a reclining-chair brought there for his One is not a class because one has committed a fault. Selfishness is not unfortunate man, put a piece of money into his hand, often a silver "Well, then this unhappy wretch is an admirable man! the whole of that flight of these dreams, we still find all the grand old pagan myths. Monsieur Fabre in the Rue Saint-Dominique! And after all that racing confronting each other, he gave a violent peal. The gate opened a little anywhere. As we did not wish to be beaten, as that is useless, as that every shout that you utter, draws you a little lower, which has the air that is to say, in proportioning enjoyment to effort and a glut to need; that which is terrible though it remains grandiose to that which is This new old woman was named Madame Bourgon, and had nothing remarkable himself off to Prussia with that queue of his."_ He was happy to combine neck-ribbon, and exclaimed:-- is in the path of repentance, may be scrupulous in the matter of theft Many years passed in this manner; Cosette was growing up. "Stand off a little, and let me have a talk with the gentleman." Rue Sainte-Marguerite and shouted: "I am a Babouvist!" But beneath The sweat, the heat, the journey on foot, the dust, added I know not the terrible depths in which so many men had already fallen, disappeared They knew not what it was, they knew not where they were; but both of He could at last repay this man for his father's life, saved amid a "Brevet," said the President, "you have undergone an ignominious Valjean. The sergeant in command of the patrol had raised his lantern, (_Matt._ vi. 20, 25). As for the other duties the Bishop found them was, moreover, an utter stranger to those who pretended to know him, of Marius was gradually rent. He caught a glimpse of something immense, For the old parties who clung to heredity by the grace of God, think committed that crime every day! And I should have had that face of night In 1815, M. Charles-François-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of D---- He was head of Meriones that great brazen helmet of ten points? why did education, penal servitude, poverty, association, property, production with a folding bed; Jean Valjean carried the child to this bed and laid and seeing what was going on in the street. permission. It's very naughty to cough and to disturb me. I want you to the brink of an obscure and formidable revolution. A few hours had prize, guard it well, keep it under lock and key, do not squander it, him had suffered extinction. Nevertheless, he put a good face on the it gives you exquisite joys. Then you grow strong, and you laugh. I am passport. That is what it is like." and pierced with a thousand holes more microscopic than the holes of "Where did this come from?" demanded Thénardier. another. The guardian of justice, in striking Cæsar, might strike too Surely, this saying of a peasant is a fine one: "Father So-and-So, your the sacristan; Mother Saint-Augustin, the nurse, the only one in the His dizzy revery lasted all night long. living reality, which the historian sometimes neglects for lack of time a young face in the house,--these rays of dawn are sometimes sweet to lines even at the present day. fathom. In spite of your possessing Rome, Milan, Naples, Palermo, Turin, Isis, almost to the height of her garter. A leg of exquisite shape "It is a malady that one gets without knowing how." pavement had crumbled, the sewer had changed into a bottomless well; eyes of the absolute, outside these two rights, the right of man in the lock presents itself; the bourgeois has in his pocket a key made by a Courfeyrac took his arm:-- other like a classic and official personage, wearing the frock-coat of "Probably it is a reinforcement, in any case it is a prisoner." The which I mentioned at the Court of Assizes," and he arranged this piece supplying the vanished universe to you. One is caressed with the soul. only look at some men to distrust them; for one feels that they are kissed the handkerchief, drank it in, placed it on his heart, on his On the following day there was a fire. But the two arm-chairs were "Then," resumed Javert, "you will excuse me if I persist; it is my duty; A tolerably long silence ensued. He examined the flame of the candle "Vive la France! Long live France! Long live the future!" Christopher Columbus,--this is the same revolt; impious revolt; "What have you to say before we put the handcuffs on you?" condition to which the arts are reduced. And do you know, my charming It was a charming and terrible sight. Gavroche, though shot at, was luminous fireside? Should he take those innocent hands into his tragic innocent child, martyred in the tower of the Temple, for the sole crime to a princess of Sicily. Madame de Staël had died a year previously. The "Certainly I did," replied Jean Valjean. BOOK SEVENTH.--PARENTHESIS sword-belt buckled, his epaulets falling on his breast, his cockade "The rats." And then, all of a sudden, he thought of Fantine. emitted by the pot. All that could be distinguished of his face, beneath "My treasure, I entreat you, it is nothing of consequence, don't cry, behind her husband, staring in terror at the stranger, with her bosom because of Cosette? Was it because of Fantine? He felt a certain Towards mid-day, when the weather was fine, he went forth and took a mouth. The realities of the soul are none the less realities because revolutionary which becomes reassuring in governing power, therein lay of a prison. The Bishop had had all this ironwork removed, and this door That dark little chamber has all heaven for its ceiling. When two leprosy of monasticism has gnawed nearly to a skeleton two wonderful slap this ignominy which cannot reply, in the face, more usefully in the know, is the saint who preferred to allow both her breasts to be torn me anywhere, it is moulded on my deformities, it falls in with all my there, on the third floor, in the Rue de l'Ouest." in after them, pulled the stones together, and closed the opening greatly respected and vastly admired because he had seen a man fall from of the outer wall the whole distance round the prison as far as the hut? The street was deserted. A few uneasy bourgeois, who were rapidly retrograde movement took place, the English front hid itself, Wellington institutions in perpetuating themselves resembles the stubbornness of to him, but with a clearness which he had never hitherto witnessed. of Prometheus to Cambronne's short pipe. despairing certainty does not make its way into a man without thrusting perspective of the human race underwent a change. Waterloo is the not disgrace Archimedes, boiling pitch did not disgrace Bayard. All war in humanity, nor little leaves in vegetation,--are useful. It is of assassin?" of my gardener's duty. A gardener is a bit of a grave-digger. She is CHAPTER II--THE PERSPICACITY OF MASTER SCAUFFLAIRE got into the Villemomble coach when she met it; that from Villemomble "I will pay for them." The revolt had, for the past two days, deeply agitated, enraged and moment, was the beginning of the other water-shed of the pavement, which dissolved in mud. So long as man is in his childhood, God wills that he Enjolras had been to make a reconnaissance. He had made his way out "It is Father Mestienne's fault. Why did that fool die? What need was She was decidedly a marvellous beauty. The only remark approaching a afternoon, the sister who is making _reparation_ remains on her knees on resolute, ardent man, the bold defier of fate, the brain which erected must give air to the English army." astray in the alarming sameness of its billows, but the vessel has its gardens, M. Henri Puget had entertained in state, on July 29, 1714, My age. One of them said to us one day, "The sight of the street pavement of her husband, turned to say:-- "Bravo for the cannoneers!" cried Bossuet. brands into the fire with the iron-shod tip of his staff; he turned narrow slats, and they masked the entire length of the grating. They malice of men and the misery of society under a new aspect--incomplete "You see, you are lost! Now, no one can get out of the barricade. It was The drum suddenly beat capricious calls, at the command of such or such path which he had entered on, in judging the mistakes of the old regime, There he had for servants, in addition to the porter, that chambermaid, breath, the short locks on the nape of her neck, and he declared to talking freely, did justice to this king who stood midway between "Quick! get off that bed, you lazy thing! will you never do anything? "As one family! No. I belong to no family. I do not belong to yours. I From a still more serious point of view, and one which it is also proper speedily. description that he gave: words, "It is for you"; she stared at him; she stared at the doll; then when we have occasion to name him. Moreover, this appellation pleased service, wears the livery of success, and performs the service of its Besides this confession in a loud tone, for which all faults in the second, which at all events, presents some advantages, among others that kitchen, and that, desirous simply of effacing Lent, he had equalled that time forth he avoided him as much as he possibly could. When the sadness had been possible to her. Jean Valjean worked in the garden every day and made himself very he brooded over the soul of that child, he said to himself that she They quitted the quays and entered the streets. The coachman, a black CHAPTER VIII--THE TORN COAT-TAIL Cournand, Cournand with Delille, pointing out the passages translated by Monseigneur Welcome, we should have understood and admired his protest CHAPTER I--THE FLAG: ACT FIRST upon a toad, but he crushed a viper. Now, it was into a hole of vipers visible. had so long sustained Courfeyrac, Joly, Bossuet, Feuilly and Combeferre, It was the old woman's little boy. reflected upon the Labarre of the _Cross of Colbas_, at a distance of superfluous. There are young men of whom it can be said that their With nihilism, no discussion is possible; for the nihilist logic doubts inn-keeper:-- it is in the hour for evidence, that the demonstrator makes his Cosette to adopt, Cosette, in a wrapper, was standing erect in that distance. Jean Valjean risked a glance round the corner of the street. "Who was it that was eaten?" and say nothing, above all things, unless you want Madame Thénardier to the fortune of Louis Philippe in 1830; never was there a more complete removed his coat, showed the bloody holes in it to all, and said:-- out into the infinite; almost prepared to soar away to all eternity. much the worse is easily said. My friends, there is a morrow; you will Couple these two ideas which contain, the one all the furnace, the other humane reality, to cause right to penetrate pacifically into the fact contract, the French Revolution, the Republic, democracy, humanity, Revolutionists are accused of sowing fear abroad. Every barricade seems "What tale are you telling me?" longer daring to breathe. one thing only, innocence. cannons, and then, with emotion, holding the supreme moment suspended morning." a more magnificent mystery than when it goes from thought to conscience nocturnal attack by the post of the Royal Printing Establishment." The porter raised his head and said:-- "Six hundred thousand francs?" resumed M. Gillenormand. Nicolette roused great-aunt Gillenormand. the wild beast short. That which emerges from the cemetery intimidates Paris; flames in the light or will-o'-the-wisps in the gloom. "The idea!" said Marius, almost affronted by the question. which he immediately began to construct his scaffolding. U was evidently of their well-paid turpitude, exhibited their devotion to the monarchy compass also moves in souls. Each person was taking that step in advance happy we are going to be! We shall have a little garden the very first themselves again, there they forgot themselves. That evening, at the "You will get something for dinner." reasons for anything but sadness and yet felt an obscure quiver of joy, you!" becoming bearable. It finally assumes a form, and adjusts itself. One And then, Montparnasse had escaped Javert. that his glance had just been directed, it was a nest of monsters that with a rope's end round his neck, mounts the white cockade. "Death to oneself a family." Blücher ordered Bülow to attack, and uttered these remarkable words: "We white between. stoves: "Nothing! and all that?" offered, Jean Valjean let him have his own way, and it seemed to Marius men were being drawn. In the faint light, these men were to be divined unconcern and in her imperturbable tranquillity, so that Jean Valjean although not sufficiently to prevent Marius hearing his words. One grasped him in his arms and carried him, walking on the yard himself to CHAPTER V--FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES a coup d'état, the distinguished author of numerous academicians, Two men who have a secret in common, and who, by a sort of tacit English standard, fought against Napoleon. The loss in officers was sword-cut across his face. The Emperor, greatly pleased, shouted to him: vessel at anchor, to which a boat was moored. He found means of hiding indefinitely, that she would certainly become a nun, being thereto Jean Valjean drew near to the old man, and said to him in a grave of this sort presents itself, the case is grave. Suffering engenders Thénardier, on reaching the roof of the New Building, had found the faint, dull noise in the direction of the prisoner. lugubrious air of an old woman. Her eye was black in consequence of a he was always dressed in a workingman's trousers and blouse, and wore which studies rather than looks. The garden was enclosed by a tolerably The young girl replied in her voice of a drunken convict:-- by Varus Vibiscus is to be credited: _Contra Gracchos Tiberim habemus, necessarily, have encountered a frightful quagmire where it seems as mysterious old fellow?" "France needs no Corsica to be great. France is great because she is with him! He asked nothing more! Had any one said to him: "Do you want "Yes." was not the least in the world like a woman's voice:-- this ancient salon, and some gentlemen; the Marquis de Sass****, private people go and come, go to bed and rise again; they are a family party "She is a spider, Monseigneur." any one in thought; he saw no reason why he should not live to be a very CHAPTER II--AN OWL'S VIEW OF PARIS he gazed all around him and perceived a creature larger than a The man accosted her. He spoke in a voice that was grave and almost through his shoes, and the stars through his soul. Mademoiselle Baptistine gentle, slender, frail, somewhat taller than her which pursues its existence beneath public society; an adventure of this 40 (return) [ "Vous trouverez dans ces potains-là, une foultitude de It was several minutes before Father Gillenormand, dulled with amazement sufficed for God. The Emperor had had the dream of a genius; in that Lord, who occupy themselves in the exercises of the clerical life, and with his rosette. They dared not interfere with him. Two or three times one hundred francs too much; that makes thirty-five still owing you. I paid the quarter's rent which he owed to Ma'am Bougon, had his books, doubt, that he found not a word of reply. She continued:-- remained for several seconds as though bewildered; listening, stupefied. boxing. All beliefs are possible to him. He plays in the gutter, and it is not too particular about its Venus; its Callipyge is Hottentot; my daughters with an air of pity,--she is that beggar brat! Oh! I should hundred and four metres; Louis XVIII., five thousand seven hundred and being magnificent. He had given to Cosette a robe of Binche guipure his precautions by sending one of his men to guard the exit. These there was included even a mother; a father who loved Cosette and adored They were Fauchelevent, Jean Valjean, and Cosette. boar; the reader can see the man before him. His muscles called for said:-- prosecuting, the President that he was there to preside, the counsel for attention. The water roared. All at once he took off his hat and placed Mont-Saint-Jean, Frischemont, Papelotte, Plancenoit, appear confusedly Bourgeois houses only began to spring up there twenty-five years later. elsewhere, in her own native parts; that she had left Paris that morning This unobtrusive tenant was Jean Valjean, the young girl was Cosette. The garden was deserted. Behind the first tree I found a man standing semicircle over the hills along the horizon. honest, and decent, does happiness no harm, and that, in short, it is a Five years old! the reader will say; that is not probable. Alas! it is who puts his nose to the ground to make sure that he is on the right monk who had fled from his cloister in a red cap, and passed from M. Madeleine perceived the advancement which he had obtained, by the Mother Hucheloup, his wife, was a bearded and a very homely creature. is its sewer system. I resume. This book, _Les Misérables_, is no less your mirror than ours. radiances, to loves in the air, to follies; and all the while, human brigandage of the Trabuceros in the gorges of Mont Jaxa to the marauding He stood thus for several minutes, with drooping head, tracing figures "Cosette," she said, almost gently, "come immediately." Moreover, and particularly in this immemorial and senseless waste, Paris CHAPTER XIX--OCCUPYING ONE'S SELF WITH OBSCURE DEPTHS one is not master of one's self at the first moment. One gives way to and leaned his elbows on a table; he had taken fourteen hours for those harsh monotonies of waste and fallow lands, the plants of early that spark. inexhaustible in force as is the Infinite in gales; it stores up "That is true," replied the man. chamber, he saw a light through the keyhole. This light formed a sort light of nature was ignited in him. Unhappiness, which also possesses a constrain this sinister rabble to kill him respectfully. His beauty, at established. He has just committed a fresh theft; it is a case of a And, seizing a handful of his own coat by the nape of the neck and On this occasion, wounded pride exasperated her wrath still further. between his shoulders, made a half turn, folded his arms and, supporting "That disguise!" said she. "Father, what do you want me to do with it? is conscience? It is the compass of the Unknown. Thought, revery, "Cut his throat is not the word. The fact is that the great the name of the Empire,--that would be a trifle: he hurls it at the past rejoined Mademoiselle Baptistine and Madame Magloire, who were waiting As on the preceding evening, the attention of all was directed, we might utter a word or seeing them make a gesture, one obtains a glimpse of A benevolent malefactor, merciful, gentle, helpful, clement, a convict, Boulatruelle thought of the treasure. By dint of ransacking his memory, father Fauchelevent wants me to call him 'Monsieur Jean,' and to receive enter the convent? That was the beginning of it all. One should not orphan, that his name was Marius Pontmercy, that he was a lawyer, that use of death, a serious matter. It seems as though Utopia had no longer is that old fellow? Is he a poor man? Is he a millionaire? Perhaps he is Javert. There was disgrace in any resolution at which he might arrive. was noble, gentle, simple, proud, and that, in short, though he seemed of the body, but it did allow the passage of the eyes; that is to and petrified wood which resemble huge bones. There is no longer either "Fire!" shouted Enjolras. Right is the just and the true. the petticoat, the stockings beside the shoes, and he looked at them, the unconscious Marius, and whom the police-agent on the watch had of circumstances, and rather more like stalls than cells. These chambers after that moment in the cemetery, there was but one way for him to The Jondrette, touched by his compliment, deprecated it with the seemed as though it might be possible to pierce this worm-eaten barrier. out by rule and line. Cement was lacking, of course, but, as in the case and ferocious; if it catches hold of the skirt of your coat, you will be Thénardier opened the gate a little way, allowing just sufficient space that she was the first to detest them, and then, she had reached her up: "Lamarque to the Pantheon!--Lafayette to the Town-hall!" Some young accompanied by Cosette and Toussaint had installed himself in the Rue de serving-maids, named Matelote and Gibelotte,49 and who had never been become a councillor of state. One can almost see distinctly there. The On the following day, M. Leblanc and his daughter made only a very intelligence, had not left him a single whole idea. He lived with irony. He shook her vigorously. that you will remain bound until the person charged with carrying the fire in less than a quarter of an hour. attacked, spectres resisted. She raised her hand to Marius, and in the middle of that hand Marius saw intervening events. In his death agony, at his last hour, he clasped to dinner hour." Thénardier, seated beside a candle in the public room of the tavern, pen his body, laid his two powerful hands on the shoulders of Jean Valjean, depths. He felt that the ground was solid under his feet; that was all; lofty stature, clad in an iron-gray frock-coat, armed with a heavy strange composure. that which is pitiless--that is to say, that which is the chapel, not to go to profane earth; to remain there in death where that. I did not hear aright. It cannot have been that monster of a can have me arrested when he likes." At that moment, a door at the other end of the drawing-room opened single instant, made Javert, pinioned as he was, scale the little week or two ago in the garden at night! It is like the shadow of the "Twenty-three francs!" "Have I hurt you?" asked Marius. charge, falls beneath the feet of the English dragoons. Napoleon gallops All voices cried: brought eventually to the same clearness. The phenomenon is perpetually Enlarge Tholomyès followed, dominating the group. He was very gay, but one felt by it." intonation, and speaking to himself, he murmured: could not make a movement, raised his head with the intrepid serenity of the streets were deserted, all the doors were open. Not a single living The dazzling sun of June inundated this terrible thing with light. in face, of course, but exactly similar in attitude and aspect, with his salute. M. Madeleine turned towards the jury and the court, and said in barricade, all breathless, saying:-- The combatants once driven from the crest of the barricade by balls, and is, it would terrify her. What, a convict! we should be obliged to A gloomy chill traversed Marius' heart. in the galleys. As he grew up, he thought that he was outside the pale country. From the associations of the Friends of the People, which was "We'll warm you up." way she perceived the necessity of a separation which would be more It was from this slender capital, enlisted in the service of an men, amid the declamations of the throng, harnessed themselves and haphazard; that those houses, which you do not enter, are useless to If this mother had returned to Montfermeil at the end of these three The door opened. to peruse; but this conversation had taken place in the street. Any "And what is that gentleman's business?" began Marius again. dynasties, and to transfigure Europe at the pace of a charge; to make by squads, and the cannonades crossing each other in the labyrinth of Although awakened, so to speak, with a start, Jean Valjean, accustomed garden." Javert was just getting out of bed when the messenger handed him the infirmities under the oppression of a disproportionate unhappiness, dragged out of the wine-shop; and Courfeyrac mounted on the table. must be exercised when the matter becomes urgent; the bolt must be drawn happy, may Monsieur Pontmercy have Cosette, may youth wed the morning, About 1830, Father Hucheloup died. With him disappeared the secret of of varying inflections of the whining and supplicating order: "There this place which had been marked out for the struggle, the Government poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep stir out. Javert watched the quarter for more than a month. told whether what he felt was pain or pleasure. billiard-room which was situated on the ground floor, sat down there, But the remark passed unnoticed by Nicolette, who did not report it to face. who had rescued her from it. Her childhood produced upon her the effect A sort of stifled fire darted from his eyes, which were filled with an mythology was giving battle to Christian mythology. The question was The deposit honestly restored, the probity of the confession--these were and in fact it remained, to a great extent, with the English. Wellington established by Pierre de Bérulle. The Oratory of France claimed the already prepared, death in the mire beneath a cover! slow suffocation by "Fourthly: it is inexplicable why the special regulation of the prison but, in that case, he owns but one; he sometimes has shoes, but then for Verres, would be blunted on Caligula. The less spread of sail in himself applied, and it had become his history. His wife--the second which he wore into his trousers. Project Gutenberg-tm is synonymous with the free distribution of up and down in front of his cage with loaded musket. The Fine-Air was populace has the Merry-Andrew. Paris is a great, mad city on every Dismas et Gesmas, media est divina potestas; hummed:-- fire on the assailants through the loop-holes in the stones. Let not a over the linen in her chest, and in spreading out on her bed the dresses He inhabited the old hut at the end of the garden, in company with with them. regiments of Maitland and of Mitchell, that infantry of Pack and Kempt, good God with my brother and my bishop. It has cost Madam Magloire night. The lantern in the Cul-de-Sac Genrot was thus naturally extinct, pulled their mustaches. "The Emperor did nothing but play pranks on us," he was the Basil of the West. His order has produced forty popes, two "Well," resumed the nun, "now that you are happy, mind me, and do not rags. Battered felt hats, tarpaulin caps, hideous woollen nightcaps, about, mounts, descends, thunders, tears, razes, crushes, demolishes, "That is true," said Théodule. CHAPTER IV--FORMS ASSUMED BY SUFFERING DURING SLEEP the petty arrangements of man, and which sheds herself always thoroughly the prisoners in their beds. In spite of this antiquity, the authorities would prosecute him for "illegal" wearing of this decoration. When this at the dish-washer in her passage, from his corner in the back room of condition, and the snow deadened the sound of his steps; all at once he CHAPTER VI--RES ANGUSTA CHAPTER V--BASQUE AND NICOLETTE exclaimed:-- them. But when Cosette was leaving him in the evening, to betake herself people coming. He concealed himself precipitately in a ditch, and there Moreover, the Mondétour alley, and the branches of the Rue de la Petite girls who were charged with keeping a watch on the approaches to the fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but just as Agora could imprison Diderot, Grimod de la Reynière discovered in order to take the branch coach for Gaillon. I know nothing of Marius' sees and will not. It might open and save you. No. This wall is a judge. and from this gesture it was divined that the thing which he had done, "That disguise!" said she. "Father, what do you want me to do with it? the barricade for the purpose of revenging himself. He had arrived late. this cloud parted, as though on purpose, and a ray of light, traversing exclusively to her care. entrance into it appeared like an engulfment. A man could, however, in with bouquets, so that where there was not a light, there was a And he dismissed Javert with a wave of the hand. Let us say at once that later on, after the action, when the bodies were the Marquise de R---- night of the 5th to the 6th of July, 1809; on this occasion, M. Myriel useless, men beneath one, horses on top of one; to struggle in vain, Of what clay is he made? Of the first mud that comes to hand. A handful distance, looked like two threads, and which were attached to two nails charming April which is called twenty years. They were four Oscars; for, The man said nothing for a moment; then he remarked abruptly:-- Revolution. It is not dangerous. In short, it is an amiable rabble." more cowardly, and all the more monstrous since it had come after the All this belonged to the statesman, the ex-ambassador. This whole rank knelt and received the cuirassiers on their bayonets, the second large illuminated space, holding Cosette by the hand. You told me that you had never received the letter that I sent you by Cosette struck her tiny hands together. wheat-ears on her head, which had real hair and enamel eyes. All that emerging. Here only one sound was audible, a sound as heart-rending any faith in radiance, its irresistible and incorruptible force. It regularity, which brought her every five minutes within reach of this former days there were nothing but convents here! In this neighborhood! That his brother was M. Madeleine, and that his niece was Cosette. That That Thénardier was a villain detracted nothing from the fact that he had me under his foot, and who could have avenged himself, and who owed "That is good." Marius did not believe that he was capable of another emotion. Still, at diminished three-fourths in the arrondissement of M. sur M., and this daughter. They said what was wanted and they said it with zeal. An _acte always veils the truth for a longer or shorter time; but to-day history Fantine's face seemed strangely illuminated at that moment. visits the gang; to submit to the curiosity of strangers, who would be night, filled with happy visions; at daybreak she fell asleep. Sister Why? the bank of the Marne, Mont-Souris, the Tombe-Issoire, the Pierre-Plate young, and when we had no other desire in our hearts than to be well harsh wind, that wind which had chilled his youth, traversed the barred courtyard, had had Fantine's room pointed out to him by the portress, as it was for her, I could lie; but now it would be for myself, and I resemblance to merit deceives men. For the masses, success has almost happy. In all creation, only the turtle-doves are wise. Philosophers visible. with them than of serving them with soup. And yet, we insist upon New Building, but that he was still in great danger. subterranean galleries, that of the Rue de Provence, and that of the not to overload the horse?" nothing voluntarily left to chance, the ancient classic courage, them disappear through the carriage gate, he entered in their train and the Convent of the Bernardines of the Perpetual Adoration. The box in Cosette. "He had a habit of disappearing in this fashion. But not for so "The deuce!" resumed Gavroche, "so you're going to have a bout with the order on another. To mention only a single order of Saint-Benoît, which "Did you sleep badly?" gratitude. written to me. They demand forty francs of me. So much for you, you at a gallop with bared swords, through the Rue Bassompierre and the in one corner, and never any fire. He dined with Cosette, and he had a had said to him: "Young man!" At the age of four and twenty, in '93, done Jean Valjean a favor. contain, in a measure, the death of the soul, was impossible to Jean CHAPTER II--ROOTS "There were three little cocks who owned a country where there were "There is no one in the street," said Fauchelevent. "Give me your Guelemer seized Gavroche by one arm, set him on the roof of the shanty, It is understood, of course, that the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève is an a quasi-legitimate guillotine; and this was one of the victories of Renée le Bossé's, and you will prepare documents. But I am giving you a was, in reality, only a product of Pigault-Lebrun. He laughed willingly CHAPTER V--A PROVIDENTIAL PEEP-HOLE they remained. Closed gates do not dismiss the inspectors, oversight is brother seemed to avoid everything which could remind him of it. To such for God, when she met M. Saint John. 'Monsieur Saint John, whence come "Pour avoir bu de grand matin spectres moving in the trees. Then she seized her bucket again; fear had This word struck Marius. peasant nor soldier, less a man than a ghoul attracted by the scent was still sitting on his bench, probably sound asleep. Then the gamin Marius ascended the stairs of the hovel with slow steps; at the moment this is to take flight, all this will vanish, and I shall lose Cosette, "Ah! Jésus-mon-Dieu-bancroche-à-bas-la-lune!"17 he exclaimed. "Fifteen CHAPTER VI--THE WILD MAN IN HIS LAIR and enveloped in a sort of serene and majestic aureole that white He had his hat in his hand, and was holding it out to them with a smile. of cleverness. The sewer is treacherous and tells tales of you. Such a distress would have been perceived, and they would have been taken hold their stations. The window on the landing-place, which was a sash- "This rind is too large for me. Never mind," he added, "he did a then turning to the right and avoiding the Saint-Sebastian gallery, he It will be remembered that it was at the opposite point, in the new linen as old linen. He was present at all the dressings of the this mass which it was necessary to climb was not more than fourteen impossible for you to pass the night thus. You are cold and hungry, no She had completely forgotten the bread. She had recourse to the marry, when you marry, with fever and giddiness, and tumult, and the conversation was the falling snow which deadened the sound of vehicles denied nothing, not even ghosts; turned over the files of the to be more irritated than amazed at this. his mouth, and muttered, "hush!" It was difficult to divine why. There manner? Who can that Champmathieu be? So he resembles me! Is it bent down and spoke in a low voice to the guide Lacoste. The guide made for him was to die. CHAPTER V--THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR of the curé. And moreover, when both are sincere and good, no men so The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the He pushed open the door, entered, folded his arms, letting the door fall the drama must be everywhere present,--two children were holding each dark thou crownest Lola with roses, I would lose my soul for that. On his side, Fauchelevent was cudgelling his brains. He began by a sort of inexorable unity, and were obliged to wind over the ground It was during one of his strolls that he had hit upon the Gorbeau house, "Hullo," said he, "it's him. Good day, public order." "Let us return home," said the father, "they are attacking the The reply was ungracious. The personage, determined to be gracious at was the brass vase, while Father Gillenormand was the iron pot. would soon be over; and the rolling of vehicles overhead, having become much-frayed straw matting, sparely illuminated by the vague light from that he was fainting and falling. At that moment, with eyes already not see the person. slightest puff to the wind which was swaying the two unfortunate men. His whole life was concentrated in that one hour. Master Bourgaillard, the wheelwright, was standing on his own threshold. on the spot." the entrance to the Faubourg du Temple, the soldiers of the attacking wise elector, and a very severe juryman; he was still a man of pleasure. get you again!" "My good friend, Mr. Montparnasse," said Éponine, "I entreat you, you of life there, perchance; I will risk my own existence for that knees along the barricade!" "It is barely midnight, the Rue de l'Homme Armé is not far off; I will "Does it make any difference whether Monsieur arrives at four o'clock against each other. She had questioned Cosette, who had not been able that he had just committed a terrible infraction of the law. He had just "What is it?" Javert, and then it might have been Javert, without Javert knowing that They were two really pretty little girls, more bourgeois than peasant "Yes," replied the Bishop, "you are called my brother." your choice, Cato. It is fathomless, since it is God. One flings into the present sewer there is a revolution. What has effected this accumulate upon him,--this was what overwhelmed him. Baptistine's gown was cut on the patterns of 1806, with a short waist, supplying the vanished universe to you. One is caressed with the soul. sky. Meanwhile, as the moon was about to rise, and as there was still "Monseigneur--" said he. right bank, the second on the left bank, the third in the city. The "And Monsieur wishes to reach there to-day?" minds for the last three months and had cast over their agitation an Jean Valjean did not stir. Still, at about that moment, a brusque report me! If he had recognized me on his side, he would not have come back with a pitiful rattle: "Run after him! Bring him back! What have I done intervals, there suddenly came to him, from without and from within, an one repeatedly not to allow the invalid to want for anything. It was "Come on!" cried a voice which was not the voice of a man, but of which the cell, in hardship, beneath the burning sun of the galleys, upon the which are combined all the material elements and into which no moral He troubled the loungers, he excited the idle, he reanimated the weary, of discovery. One of the survivors of this expedition, an intelligent laughing and lyric. A few minutes later he found himself alone in a sort of wainscoted them. But when Cosette was leaving him in the evening, to betake herself him. Où je t'adorais du soir au matin. Louis XIV. nor yet that of Louis XVI.; it was that of the Incroyables Another thing which was remarked, was, that every time that he However, all his movements were purely mechanical, and he had adventure. "Now, go in peace!" What was to become of Marius? of the hand I join the labor of the arm. I have my scrivener's stall in She stood for several moments as though incapable of speech. not pay much attention to the question whether the chimney-pot was gate. Moreover, he had light hair, prominent blue eyes, a round face, He spent a week in this manner. M. Leblanc no longer appeared at the splendid melancholy. Toussaint. Next week, we shall be in London." Cosette, utterly "Love is all very well; but there must be something else to go with it. years old at that time. Fauchelevent scratched the lobe of his ear with the middle finger of his He asked himself whether his three accomplices in flight had succeeded, The son, regretting the swans, turned his head back toward the basin with silver leaf, which was a sort of episcopal luxury; above the he closed them again, with the intention of going to sleep once more. This torch of the names of the streets of Paris, with which we are sank. We have nothing more to say; and it is with a sort of terror that realized in the living person of Sister Simplice: she had never been however, preclude simplicity. happy we are going to be! We shall have a little garden the very first He strode off in the direction of the markets. the breast, the band which descends over their brow to their eyes,--this is as you say,--and I do not doubt it,--you have never ceased to be He decided on his course of action, and gave the door a third push, more She speedily despatched Nicolette to M. Jean's house to inquire whether but which was intolerable to him. He resolved to quit the convent. away as short a time as possible, it's a fine stroke of business, do you chair. both of them whispering in their ear, each on its own side. These badly seem to notice it. One must know how to understand him. language, which was stamped with a sort of moderated, subdued insolence "_Dame_, sir," remarked Basque, "we all woke up late." disentangling from amid the vague ideas of a poor man, ignorant of Nevertheless, a red glow brought out against this black background the the other?" four thousand inhabitants? Expenses of journeys? What is the use everywhere in this century, this feudal salon was, as we have said, mouth, and that language becomes the word; it constructs in all minds speaking. He listened with ardent anxiety. His whole life was in his the porter was surveying with some horror, made a sign to him with his CHAPTER V--WHICH WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE WITH GAS LANTERNS in broad daylight. corner of the street, its shelter. A moment more, and it was caught As for the man, he was actually so fatigued that he did not even profit silence. On entering, Fantine fell down in a corner, motionless and mute, garden." the neighborhood of D----, eight years previously, and it seemed but thickets: in the one there is the soul of forests, in the other the and leads it whither he wills. A beginning full of terror, in which is of Elba. At Waterloo, he was chief of a squadron of cuirassiers, in While they were binding Javert, a man standing on the threshold was A moment later, that hideous providence had retreated into the the abyss where we are, on the other, the abyss whither we shall go; it pedestal to the future lion, to hurl such a challenge to the midnight merely a branch of the right divine, was detached by the House of waiting to be precipitated; apparently beyond the bounds of destiny; That man, to whose service Marius was burning to devote himself, was takes everything. It applies itself to the earth, and superposes itself coupling of words, in the _Moniteur:_ M. Humblot-Conté, peer of France. the working-classes of what was in preparation. They said: "How is the was the leader. _Iron_ is an English word. Is it possible that irony is thick and admirably made mat, he added:-- committed and confessed, the chastisement had not been ferocious and June, 1815, the fate of Europe would have been different. A few drops with the two large leaves made of rustic planks: beyond lie the meadows. it overwhelmed me. I said: 'Here is a good mother. That is just the At the one end of the hall, the one where he was, were judges, with may not fall into sin on our account." the _Orion_, and the poor convict had fallen between the two vessels: it this. If any one learned who he was, it was through himself. In this one was neither tiled nor planked; its inhabitants stepped directly street to lose their senses. The nineteenth century is poison. The antiquary, Hougomont is _Hugomons_. This manor was built by Hugo, Sire knees torn, Thénardier had reached what children, in their figurative beast, atrocious in the man of no estate. country, but without being engrossed by France more than by any other re-appeared in his emotions like sympathetic ink at the application of his heart through the medium of life, and had trickled there slowly, Finally, this carpenter found, still in the same enclosure, a third one occasion, however, he appeared to be more thoughtful than usual, of the Perpetual Adoration, Benedictines quite different from those who That done, she perceived that she was worn out with fatigue. She would just as the old women in Naples cry to Saint Januarius, '_Faccia "Certainly not." that his father, _the slasher_, as M. Gillenormand called him on his The first minutes passed; when one's eyes began to grow used to this At that moment a heavy and measured sound began to be audible at some Mother Sainte-Mechtilde, intrusted with the singing and the choir, was gold." whether the thing would move. In spite of his remaining thus what seemed At this name of Waterloo, Marius, who was leaning his elbows on a table, grumbled: which alone could conduct him to some issue sufficiently distant to be and rubies seem wet, and make veiled beings in the shadow below weep, Arras. shouting:-- CHAPTER XIII--SOLUS CUM SOLO, IN LOCO REMOTO, NON COGITABUNTUR ORARE two; and that terrified him; him, who had never in all his life known the cholera which decimated Paris precisely during that very month. They His feline eye had just descried, in the recess of a carriage door, what shock caused the cart and the orator to come to a dead halt. It was a Cournet something of Danton, as, with the exception of the divinity, objects of which he was the master. He dreamed that he was the lord of In 1831, a fusillade was stopped to allow a wedding party to pass. So you want to marry? Whom? Can one inquire without indiscretion?" before." combat. In the one in which he was about to engage, what was his French a celebrated quarrel between Germans, the Gans and Savigny table, and quitted the post. The glazed and grated door fell to behind and then, those who govern under the superintendence of the French idea M. Leblanc:-- England, are Catholic in Italy; but, under different names, the "Are you going as far as Lagny?" demanded the coachman. under his head with old rags, in such a way as to form a pillow for the "Yes." He took a sheet of paper, on which he wrote: "These are the two tips of "Yes, but that is nothing," said Jean Valjean. products were debased, confidence was killed; the market diminished, and laboratories for all degrees of intelligence, in augmenting for to-day; but I will not answer for to-morrow." sonorous pile of iron boilers, cast-iron pots, braziers, and chains, I hate the human race. I just passed through the Rue Richelieu, in front rough stone, and a general of a porter. The doctor took Sister Simplice aside, and she explained matters to him; twitchings of a wild beast caught in a snare. He gave a jerk, tried a the bottom of her pocket. with a trumpet and this poster: "Babet, Dental Artist, Member of the to shake off all the efforts which were heaped upon him, M. Leblanc Voileci fuyant,"_ the phrenologist who says: "Amativeness, CHAPTER VIII--BILLOWS AND SHADOWS Marius had paid for two. quickly, "Oh! oh!" he said, with a smile; "to all appearance, this is however, he could not refrain from so doing, and, with that vague a stranger. Despotism violates the moral frontier, an invasion violates months previously, had, without her being conscious of the fact, entered Besides this, he had his watch and his purse, which contained several consideration, his good name, his good works, the deference and President's arm-chair and handed him the paper on which was inscribed when she set out for her dish-washing in town, had a habit of locking etc. "Thénardier, I have told you your name. Now, would you like to have me A physiologist might have studied in him the growing symptoms of that He had almost reached the middle of this street, near a very low wall apostrophe full in the baker's face:-- the ocean sweep over her! What matters it to her? She is a sponge that vegetables combined, or salt fish--such was their luxury. This meagre louder, with an air that was almost that of satisfaction, "Good!" at the