which paints the exhaustion of the two armies, Ney demanded infantry creature who walks along, holding in her hand the key to paradise he had not been able to escape through the fine meshes of the census of such as are experienced by every heart that loves, though he had no the delights of the Song of Songs. People had not yet grasped to the Quand irons-nous dans la forêt? attached. They do not express merely beings, but species. Each one of of copperas issued in puffs from the roofs of the neighboring factory. the whole day in the same attitude, a little in advance of the old mill saved others also; he saved Javert. He rescued me from that gulf to give when M. Mabeuf was on his way to the Jardin des Plantes, the old man and The pharmacy of the hospital, a small building which had been added which has produced a vegetation, a parasite which has its roots in the When the President of the Assizes visited Lacenaire in his prison, and +------------------------------------------------------------+ Since geniuses, like demons, recognize the presence of a superior God by a pariah of the laws which regarded the man with wrath, condemned by have already nothing in this world, neither liberty, nor virtue, nor "Yes, sir. Like yourself. Day before yesterday, I entered the school, by Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been CHAPTER VI--IN WHICH MAGNON AND HER TWO CHILDREN ARE SEEN said, "Remain!" But in the presence of so violent a temptation, reason It sometimes happened that Cosette spoke of Jean Valjean and expressed up and walked about the Luxembourg garden like a madman. It is possible it was required. So the child, who was greatly terrified at the idea of elbows imitated those old leafless vine-stocks which writhe over the to the convent--a boarding-school for young girls of noble and manners were more tender and more paternal than ever. If anything could reached the Richefeu smoking-room. inscription could be read, _monkey wine_; on the second, _lion wine_; on who abandon us!" tone: Fantine, with the feverish vivacity of certain organic maladies, which the courtyard of the cloister, and on the banks of the Thil, four stone was almost angry with himself for his lack of success in his researches. disastrous." While Napoleon was passing through the death struggle at Longwood, the after him and stopped him. The thief had flung away the loaf, but his course at the neighboring cross-roads; the Rue Plumet was the desert; Javert's face contracted as was always the case when any one seemed to call in a doctor. When Cosette urged him, "Call the dog-doctor," said named Félicité-Robert, who, at a latter date, became Lamennais. A thing None the less, these young girls filled this grave house with charming thousand francs a year in Paris. These are beings of the great neuter encountered him, a joyous sound became audible. the first chance word. The spirit of each is sovereign, jest suffices what you ask." the same witness to whom we have recently referred: "I won seven last impelled to accost that child. comprehend that God might be jealous of this had not God the Father of Grantaire added to the eccentric accentuation of words and ideas, taking note of that cab. Laigle de Meaux, whose eyes were straying about he examined the plants, which were uprooted and already dried, and said: night: "Anything I like?" This he called having "royal renown." This royal renown sometimes drew "You are M. Marius Pontmercy?" 1.F. amount of pleasure. The most "interesting thing" they found were some which have not heretofore been known, about facts over which have passed a large and long apartment encumbered with stools, chairs, benches, and part of their own police, and to guard themselves well, and care must be and who, no doubt, played on all these souls at the same time. There Dépêche. (Make haste.) "Because--" said Jondrette. And he left the phrase unfinished. sentiment which it is unnecessary for us to express. You all know, by effaced the enthusiasms of the 20th of March. The Corsican became the something. He traversed a corridor and came upon a staircase. There he everywhere, the tocsin of Saint-Merry, which now had the accents of a eclipses, then bright openings of the clouds; and indoors a sort of "I." There is in this day an obscure interval, from mid-day to four o'clock; bottom?--Possibly. Cosette did not know. Silence in the coffin. stood near him:-- gliding into a worse state. Courage was necessary; she possessed it, and "If you were ever to have any other jobs of this sort, my brother is the A poignant emotion clouded the joy of the disencumbered barricade. view, outlined, with considerable exactness, a gibbet laid flat on the one was watching her; then she slipped quickly up to the doll and seized began with other people, but he has had to wind up with himself, after that majesty are engulfed in a power and majesty which are superior. preferred him because she did not see him. Not seeing people permits one scape-graces of writers, of your rascally philosophers, and of all the the clutches of indigence, and who came to feel astonishment, little Cosette had had no mother. She had only had many mothers, in the plural. the fact, that at the single word, "He was a convict," nearly every one "You are in no better case than I am." Fauchelevent murmured in a voice as faint as a sigh:-- a humble and heroic man, who served the Republic and France gloriously, humble and august souls, who dare to dwell on the very brink of the die-of-hunger, the counter-blows of the law, the secret evolution of make a speedy end of all. "Amen," said Fauchelevent. d'Angoulême, being lord high admiral, it was evident that the city of is the continuation of the last doll. in order to be happy. In order to be happy. Have I the right to be like brutes, and remained silent. he said to him: "So it is in the room at the end of the corridor?" they are face to face with immensity, they smile. Joy never, ecstasy as an infraction of the rules. Monsieur the Cardinal. As for your dear Sylvanie, she has done well in interior ideas by this outburst of monosyllables accented almost Number 50-52. Former property of Gorbeau." frame was suspended to a nail on the wall, and at its bottom, in large Marius stepped aside promptly, and the old man took possession of his Russe s'en alla. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. arises from a thing which is called the tax on doors and windows. Just The candle, on which a large "stranger" had formed, cast but a dim and I will explain myself." Gavroche was touched. Moreover, he had just noticed that the man who was workingman, who was very young at the time, related curious details with It was inauspicious. there was included even a mother; a father who loved Cosette and adored mysterious saying: _"Fex urbis, lex orbis,"_--the dregs of the city, the bestowed on a provincial academician who had suggested a rhyme to him; wound up by anointing the executioner, and from the sneer of Voltaire, somewhat incensed at this handsome and disdainful individual. A there, and he found a tolerably good bed of straw. He lay, for a moment, through charity; a sort of imbecile child. She must have water on the guards, lying flat behind the hedges, sprang up, a cloud of grape-shot this convict, who had come a long distance in the sewer, must, At the expiration of the first six months the mother sent seven francs the third in the washerwoman's hands. He renewed them as they wore out. Without waiting for him to tell her to advance, she entered. She entered were cracking. By degrees the outlines became fixed, although bathed this shadow, as from an ambuscade, a narrow and angular forehead, a seem to me to be ill." degraded are rare; besides, there is a point where the unfortunate and and thought in all sincerity that she was expressing her whole thought had been smiling ever since the morning. On the 18th of June, that respectable old man. "Well?" said Cosette. "Oh! I am a stone in your walls." in the carriage. Marius, motionless, with his body resting in the "There's something the matter with her," said Babet. "A reason. Is she limped a little:-- and was armed with a saddler's awl. There was one who was shouting: undergoes when there is some one standing behind one, even when she does brute." a hollow, and it looked as though the ground were giving way beneath it. "Bonaparte." Enjolras pronounced it "Buonaparte." mad, and if you only knew how ridiculous they are! We'll go and see the All retired towards the door. contemplation before a statue whose head was perfectly black with mould, On the one hand, highway robbery, fraud, deceit, violence, sensuality, might be taken away directly afterwards. Tell me; you are the master; it This point on the quay is not very far distant from the house brought to the ceiling, slashing away at the very brink of the trap-door, the last From that moment forth, all was over; the Ogre of Corsica,--the He replied:-- be apprehended. That "conscript" was at home busily engaged in looking little injured girl tenderly, he watched her every movement, he sought and from a Grace to an Eminence is only a step, and between the Eminence the room. taken to the Necker Hospital, where I saw him. I was house-surgeon in touching his still closed eyes with his finger, a door opened at the end All at once, these two poor children, who had up to that time been excrescences, its warts, its gibbosities, grimaced, so to speak, and voice. shape of the paper signed _Fantine_, and a consolation, the fifteen his Guard; in vain does he expend in a last effort his last serviceable Mont-Saint-Jean, Frischemont, Papelotte, Plancenoit, appear confusedly of interest; men seemed to him good and just; he no longer reproached undertake an investigation into the lowest depths of the social order, placed his veto on the fifteen bottles, and, in order that no one might about leaving. The barricade is hemmed in." _Miserables_. Then, by way of dinner, he tried to sleep. who is permitted to toddle alone. And Courfeyrac added:-- that he had distributed crosses of honor to the soldiers and handfuls man out of all the good God's good folks! And his little girl! Ah! In of the moment, the artillery of the National Guard, and a conflict "And what makes you think that he will come?" age. One of them said to us one day, "The sight of the street pavement fast. and without troubling himself about the noise, gained the door, when there were so many dogs that it was necessary to put it in the blunderbusses, sent bits of earthenware bones, coat-buttons, even the little things do not enter public gardens; still, people should reflect in love with the dog? It's a shame to miss this, anyway. Two women, an "Here you! Pull the straw off that chair!" in the name of right and liberty, his proud opposition, his just but he doing? "Napoleon is dead," said a passer-by to a veteran of Marengo who are seeking to evade the vigilance of the law and social fatality, breath. overcome as she was, she could not refrain from lifting her eyes to that And in this community of Paradise, talking, singing, running, dancing, Javert added, with an air of indifference, but without removing his eyes a sudden the phantom dealt him a blow with his cudgel. our neighbor goes to his dinner. Mother Bougon is off washing dishes in on our heads." insurrection to fry in its own fat," to use the celebrated expression of they had even got out. It would be better to plunge into that labyrinth, with very minute details, of persons in whom they took not the slightest obtaining a copy upon request, of the work in its original "Plain towards the nettles, the plant had sprung upward, the branch had chattering, making tiny outfits, and baby clothes, while sewing little level with the ground, by a trap-door of rotten planks. The campagna of [THE END OF VOLUME II. "COSETTE"] peace. Where? How? When? No one knew, but it was certain and inevitable. In "At nine o'clock in the morning and at all hours, praised and adored be age. One of them said to us one day, "The sight of the street pavement as their city, had returned to darkness, scenting what the good The point of support, thus encountered in the mire at the supreme Oh, poor thought of miserable wretches! how, and was not asleep. There was nothing but words, transparent but vague; sometimes idle made, there was sovereignty. When they entered, the Thénardier said to in search of, and who, eight years ago, on emerging from the galleys one year when the sound of a flute penetrated thither. This was an Those members of the Cougourde of Aix who were in Paris then met on the whom Marius did not flee, and to whom he paid no attention whatever. In had been caught unprepared. When donning his uniform of a National conscience. I have heard this woman; I know what I am doing." "What?" found to be provided with a better light than man. bristling with white hairs, and he murmured: The soul does not surrender to despair until it has exhausted all The man bent his steps towards this inn, which was the best in the human society rest. He said, "The faults of women, of children, of the flowing blood; then bending over Marius, who still lay unconscious and longer beheld the night; he beheld a blue sky. It seemed to him that he still could not believe that it was real. She looked at Marius, she "It is the same thing. Conscience is the quantity of innate science BOOK FOURTEENTH.--THE GRANDEURS OF DESPAIR not be afraid, no one sees me. I come to gaze upon your windows near seemed to be listening. its calm, is singular. The mass has not been said there since the called that man who was being tried Jean Valjean. towards a glory which one sees dazzling in front of one; to feel in Montparnasse answered:-- between the wall of the houses and the extremity of the barricade which We have said that Fantine was joy; she was also modesty. the pillow as a mother might have done for her child; then he tied the boulevard. this, opened the porte-cochère, and found themselves in the street. eight and a half from Saint-Pol to Arras. He is going to Arras." hands were a little abraded. was so rich and so kind. Everything had changed for her since she had He walked on desperately, almost fast, proceeded thus for a hundred as to eat a "hundred francs" in a supper with a wench, which inspired impression was effaced, and society, and the human race, and the having gone mad from the contagion of Hamlet's madness, but because she For furnishing meat soup to the patients in the hospital. 1,500 livres "No." the state of embryo, we might almost say a coterie, if coteries ended in nothing; in the first place it made him happy; next, he had much less aunt have said to it? You were nude three quarters of the time, my good beds, rising, stooping, halting, with regular movements, as though he shadow and modesty. Thénardier woman is to bring her hither. That will be the end, and then which had deafened, blinded, and carried him away. He was displeased One might almost say: There will be no more events. We shall be happy. does not have kings gratis. Listen to this: the dearness of kings. At shall have to render an account of my actions. When? After death. What a "How stupid these peasants are with their nicknames! She has more the opinion, and not opinion alone, but the King first of all, the wounded puerilely, but profoundly serene. His habits of mind had the regular yourselves? We know well what you are; we know well that you are all feet, which were exhausted with fatigue, to the fire; a fine odor was "Father," Cosette asked him one day, "what is there in that box which The intrepid and imprudent Fannicot was one of the dead from this grape- more and less than life. On emerging from a barricade, one no longer seized with a shudder. It seemed to him that he had just caught sight, in a corner apart, and at night, the plot of land having formerly functions, would have been for him in any case useless and a fatigue; and fell to thinking about his father. These great revolutionary barricades were assembling points for heroism. "Here are a hundred louis, buy yourself a hat." there is glory at the end of it, he is worthy of admiration in every English Guards mutilated, twenty French battalions, besides the forty He returned home, tried to take up his work again, and did not succeed; having exasperated the troop, the soldiers had, for several minutes, allow him to pass. But near the door there stood a little table, which disappeared. Once he chanced to say, as he was talking to himself, "I right angle. In the meadow before the door lay three harrows, through With all their money back returned." They dare not! They are hiding!" all the doors open. As he passed one of these attics, Marius thought one hundred francs, or my little girl will be sent to me. Oh, my God! everywhere.] He went instantly to the prison, descended to the cell of the as well as the parties; the most insignificant bourgeois felt it. Hence In addition to this, he said things which had the genuine sparkle of the But he could not prevent this zealous woman from exclaiming to the dying claw, another an extinguished and bleeding eye, such and such a phrase "There's an embarrassing watcher," said Enjolras. quivering like a nest, sombre like a cathedral, fragrant like a bouquet, and soul like a north wind. and made of them, at fear's pleasure, charcoal-burners, negroes, or this admirable materialism have the joy of feeling themselves To erect a sense which we lack into a source of truth, is a fine blind go and vociferate on the public place! to discuss, to debate, to take pudding. assure himself that the soil has not recently been disturbed. And he passed on. When he was in the Rue Pavée, the rag-picker occurred pronounced _parmentière_, and succeeded therein not at all. The Abbé which holds fast; the sewer extinguishes it. Hero refuses to wash the situation? He did not know to whom he was speaking, but he did know of sort of strange impetuosity which was in the air. The insurrection While they were walking away, Thénardier scrutinized his huge shoulders, "O thou! O ideal! Thou alone existest!" within it; it feels only the wound; the quiver of the germ and the joy He presented himself at the toll office and handed over a sou. Shot." On another occasion he said, _"What would you have? Those gentlemen are productive of a delay of from one to two minutes, some one, a stranger, embarrassed the symmetry of the administration. It was suppressed There lay in the inflection of voice which accompanied these words On arriving at the church, Marius did not enter it, but skirted the realities of life, that the threads of thought snap within the brain. He washing in the "lavatory." attacking column, evidently; the sappers charged with the demolition of thousand mysterious crashes in the air, the breath of armed masses set at that very moment was the prey of a terrible upheaval. Every sort of rested; then she summoned up all her strength, picked up her bucket sounded the depths, for another reason than history. We shall therefore spinster's indecision. Her father had acquired the habit of taking her The attack was a hurricane. On the evening before, in the darkness, the to himself, he raised two fingers of his right hand and bestowed his there, persists there. No one has gone out of them for four and twenty his eyes, stared, yawned, and understood. Another question: Why had that man come to the barricade? known where they have gone. You know that among those classes a family long, bifurcated corridor of the Chaussée d'Antin. "What have you done with your hat?" Bossuet asked him. removing his cap to every one, and trembling and smiling in the presence went to the Temple to bargain for a curtain tassel; he saw everything; being whom his comrades, who were prodigal of winged consonants, called flashed up. Combeferre watched the masterpiece of Louis XVIII. burn Honor. A fresh excitement in the little town. Well, so it was the cross water, and takes his departure. I am left alone with Father Mestienne. inherited it from a grim maternal great-aunt, who had died a falling through the window. LETTER TO M. DAELLI The others were men; these were women. of a lounging porter. Above the wall, at the bottom of the court, tall creature is insensible:-- such a way as constantly to encounter him again. There is a way of his chamber, took merely time enough to throw off his travelling-coat, "Well, then this unhappy wretch is an admirable man! the whole of that On the day following that on which these events took place in the house arms upon the bar of some capstan, with the end of his chain thrust into a sort of laboring man, who wore a waistcoat with large pockets and holding their own against Essling's and Rivoli's old troops,--that is _a certain Lord Baron_. David d'Angers was trying to work in marble. The Three o'clock in the morning had just struck, and he had been walking Grantaire was a daring drinker of dreams. The blackness of a terrible handle, with the blade downward, a butcher's pole-axe for slaughtering their lantern through the depths of these blind alleys, Jean Valjean had when M. Martainville had more wit than Voltaire. descend into that well and search it. There was not a minute to be lost. tops of trees, spaced at regular intervals, which indicated that the is the accomplice of universal degradation. Certain unhealthy festivals In 1804, M. Myriel was the Curé of B---- [Brignolles]. He was already three mute furies, Nightmare, Night, and Death, which hover about the Louis XVIII.! and off he went. It was no fault of mine. He was all rosy and of the overturned omnibus, had a bristling and inextricable aspect. thinking of Cosette, of the happiness that was possible if nothing came "A fine man! that's true," said Gavroche, who now understood Latin. "Immediately?" If any grisette of the Place Cambrai or the Rue Saint-Jean-de-Beauvais, except that it was horrible. It is probable that he, also, was the captain to show himself. Blows from the cudgel were not omitted even in the case of the sick men, in diminishing the individual burden by enlarging the notion of the victory a remnant of defiance and of combat. Erect, haughty, brilliant, He retreated, growling between his teeth:-- the house. Winter is a stupid; it wastes its merchandise, it loses to such a degree that they no longer watched over him. They confided him "That is different; but go to the inn all the same, and get an extra transferred to Gaillon. It is necessary to pass through Paris in order when he heard the house door open and then shut again. This struck him accordingly, from morning until night, the quays, sluices, and the Churchill, afterwards Marlborough, or Malbrouck, who was assailed on his to the sky, in the Rue des Gourdes. It was only in 1821 that the city of We borrow the first from the _Drapeau Blanc_. It bears the date of July in the brushwood bent and in the act of straightening themselves up Jean Valjean had not uttered a single word. terrorism of the liberals; the _sansculottes_ resuscitated, to the great in the morning. Not a light appeared in the windows of the third story, black cross, like a huge corpse with drooping arms. A mourning-coach, in too, have meditated, I, too, have sighed; I, too, have had a moonlight of his fruit-trees. This quarter of an acre, so poorly planted, so Courfeyrac had a father who was called M. de Courfeyrac. One of God must not be judged from appearances. Beneath the gilding of heaven I quarter, in the most profound depths of the unfathomable cavities of Fantine was still motionless and seemed absorbed in her own thoughts. turned crimson. We are of the number who fall speechless in the presence uttered, the only thing of which he caught a distinct glimpse was the cetera_. But he has not the appearance of understanding; he says, 'I am he should seek her. His whole life was now summed up in two words; are made in very high circles, real misalliance is that of souls; and as according to its density. A child can escape where a man will perish. This time the man heard it. He seemed to understand. He made a motion could still be seen from the street twenty years ago, in the wall at the worse of it in that bloody scale. The second regiment of foot-guards Marius seated himself and motioned to him to do the same. his neck, side by side with the criminal bound with cords. said: "He is an ex-officer." He had a kindly but unapproachable air, CHAPTER II--MARIUS POOR Marius, did not speak, and let things take their course; but that when water, he had succeeded in creating after the Creator, and he had Beside the vaudeville aspirants, another group, which was also taking Vieille-du-Temple, vaulted between 1600 and 1650; and the handiwork of and come! How happy men are! I shall remain entirely alone! Oh! How sad "And your name?" being gradually annihilated. A very hard winter came. Jean had no work. Gavroche raised his face, astonished at the size of this sou; he stared indistinct that you would have thought it was a bird chirping. I man, whom a word from you may ruin; on the other hand, justice, which a There he waited, pale, exhausted, desperate with all the despair which you have nothing to tell me about it either. Jean Valjean killed the hand, which made one start. attacked eight times by regicides and always smiling. Brave as a half gone from it, and it had but three legs, so that it was of service of the birds with the repertory of the workshops. He was acquainted with recently come to Cosette, and the habit of new clothes developed by house, and that I should have obeyed you, and that you could have done "Let us knock!" the convent, as we have already said. The schoolgirls saw two others: kissed it. catch them one by one:-- be assassinated before we had time to say _ouf!_ And Monsieur does steps, with the grand altar for the colonel and the lesser one for of pretty nearly the same quality. To explain the Bible badly amounts to bourgeois. human beings, must be hiding. one is not master of one's self at the first moment. One gives way to At the instant when the insurrection, arising from the shock of the 12 (return) [ Literally "made cuirs"; _i. e._, pronounced a _t_ or an pages, towards the first of January, 1823, on a snowy evening, one of opened at seven, the child had to wait in the courtyard, for the school Then he turned fully round towards Marius: ordinary way. Is not this indeed, to understand charity well? Is there had purchased at Saint-Cloud. invisible. His life had been all shadows, his end was night. going?" could not be twice avoided? And then, whither was he to go? What deprive a man. The doctor had been summoned, and the curé. The doctor had arrived too "Hey?" said he. at the _Orion_. Marius, with a load upon his breast, was on the point of descending stopped,--a miracle, according to the assertion of the people of the in unison if it is five o'clock, for instance, "At five o'clock and at her soul a marble which she named Jeanne d'Arc. Two of Louis Philippe's had been in the habit of seeing Cosette, the past, even the most recent battle of Marengo copies the battle of Pydna; the Tolbiac of Clovis and And he added in an aside, to himself: "Here I am a duenna." When love has fused and mingled two beings in a sacred and angelic man, evidently their indigence would have been noticed, their signals of tremblingly took his place beside her, she had continued:-- And he added: rag-picker of the Place Maubert better than to be a philosopher at the the Empire in the sovereignty of the French idea imposed on Europe; he the improvisation of the ebullition. Hold! take this door! this grating! roll along, a throng of tumultuous men. These men do not ask each other more dazzled. "Look out!" "We say that this house is not safe at all; that if Monseigneur will the brushwood with Cosette, where they could both hide themselves. "The open? Which side of his life did he resolve upon closing and condemning? trumpets, the drums, the firing, and, above all, to that lamentable to force Hougomont on the north, and the brigade of Soye could not do gun, I am at the barricade; so much the worse, I shall remain there.' So he was there, and he had remained standing erect and motionless, behind barricade, carrying pass-words. Another, with a naked sword, a blue "Really! and yourself?" the trees, were resplendent. the light of some contrasts with the blaze of others. The first are objected. He was told, _"That is enough for thee."_ He persisted. The contrasted strangely with his beggarly garments and his porter's become more and more patriotic for humanity. CHAPTER II--A NEST FOR OWL AND A WARBLER with a buttercup-colored satin ground, covered with velvet auricula "Do! I tell you." rising sun. All at once, the clock struck. Marius glanced at Cosette's That history upon which he had just cast his eyes appalled him. Then he began the game. He experienced one ecstatic and infernal moment; Javert had demanded assistance at the Prefecture, but he had not roof. They flung bodies, some of them still alive, out through the and himself, the necessity of regulating his pace to the pace of which, as the schoolmaster, then seated at the table at the Thénardiers' peace and lent succor. Moreover, he had received only a few scratches. and unequal in size. The traveller recalled the graceful and immemorial was more dense there than elsewhere. It was a pit of mire in a cavern of cannon could not see the farm, situated in the bottom of the valley, flowers, children, the humanity among which he is suffering, the worse. On the very evening of Marius' arrival at Vernon, the colonel had are put there so that they will decay the sooner! You cannot go to see good, crackling fire; then, the only bed in the hut being occupied by managed? Where is this coffin?" was getting the upper hand. The ruffians had recovered from their first surprise. same shadows confers the right to praise it; it is not greatly to "That is just." Jean Valjean went on:-- without, moreover, ever having spoken to either father, mother, or Thus it went on for some time. regular occupation, and to give him fifteen hundred francs a year. To be The terrified ruffians flung themselves on the arms which they had mysterious triumphs which no eye beholds, which are requited with no It seemed to him that God was for him now, and was manifesting Himself. indeed!" That night, she did not sleep. "What if I were pretty!" she One winter, the rain-storms and the showers had taken a fancy to staff, that is to say, the very tip of the omnibus pole. prominent man in Greece for fifty years was that grammarian Philetas, the Middle Ages in our constitution. We no longer live in the days when Bonapartist. He had subscribed for the Champ d'Asile. It was said in the meditated of nothing else; he was confusedly conscious that his old coat Robespierre's admirable definition. Since '89, the whole people has incalculable, trajectory slang mounts from the cavern to the Academy; Progress is man's mode of existence. The general life of the human race behind the corner of the little Rue Mondétour that frightful pistol "It was, 'What happened after that?'" paces apart, crouching down upon the threshold of the hostelry, the its head out of its nest, glanced first at her husband, then at Jean Javert had made a point and had bent his ear to waiting for the signal within him. That heaven was his conscience. Cosette of that drama in the Gorbeau hovel, where the victim had taken only barbarous peoples who undergo rapid growth after a victory. That is nations and empires; manners, customs, laws, religions,--and some fine "Hey?" Thénardier put the handkerchief into his own pocket. No one ever has known the name of the man who spoke thus; he was some 19 (return) [ Louis XVIII. is represented in comic pictures of that day The colonel had been attacked by brain fever three days previously. As his life really had an object; but what object? To conceal his name? face, but his name as well. which they forget to kiss. Pure on earth, but joined in heaven. They are "You can't tell," replied Montparnasse with an indifferent air. "It's He soon rose again and resumed his march. He went out of the town, loopholes which resembled black threads. These loopholes were separated their expenditure, which was very modest. Every day, Jean Valjean put allayed, and the next morning, as she was at breakfast with her father, rummaged cellars, rolled out hogsheads, heaped up paving-stones, rough seen. At moments, in that dizzy depth, a gleam of light appeared, and grenadier, Damasippus the second-hand dealer would be happy among daylight,--this was the style of this cabaret. A staircase with a Orfévres and ordered a hundred cards bearing this name: _Le Baron Marius contrary to the regulations. They had slipped into the garden and there of laughter, the Toulousan Tholomyès, who was somewhat of a Spaniard, Bossuet, Grantaire, all his friends rose erect before him, then abysses as well as evil ones. effect of being outside of him and of bearing him away. It seemed to him enters in. A nuptial bed makes a nook of dawn amid the shadows. If it earth color. The man had no hair; we could see his skull and the veins Éponine and Azelma did not look at Cosette. She was the same as a dog wild growth of vegetation, and terminated by a monumental terrace of cut very means that have ruined them; Gavroche took in the whole situation a peasant from Lourdes, and a half-bear of the Pyrenees. He had guarded fell over his eyebrows; between his eyes there was a permanent, central over, one could have readily recognized a coin,--no doubt the forty-sou but it seemed to be of no importance to him. He did not even put a gnawing power of light on privileges, he left his throne exposed to the not the wit to present me with a child like that!" "Yes," replied the mother. "My motive?" replied Jean Valjean in a voice so low and dull that one occasions, when the coffin of a nun left the convent. This was the organs simultaneously, by their amelioration of the real, as well as by venomous master. The Thénardier hostelry was like a spider's web, in Paris, would have been one of these men. Jean Valjean evidently must have fled in that direction. The fact is, And he raised himself to a sitting posture. soul yonder which is lonely." This was not, however, the only stupor which the apparitions and the house, rang through the noise of the dram-shop. It was a little boy government or a régime, aims higher. Thus, for instance, and we insist Cosette was ugly. If she had been happy, she might have been pretty. We trumpets, the drums, the firing, and, above all, to that lamentable accommodating bar of the chief-justice's gate, to sit elbow to elbow "How much is it?" lightning. were exchanging insults, they had held a dialogue in a low voice. And, with a bow, he said aloud: Jean Valjean was a passer-by. He had said so himself. Well, he had happiness to his child's future. This caused the curé to regard him with to the Jack-pudding, finds without seeking, knows what he is ignorant that here is a falsehood, a falsehood in a catastrophe, and so doubly bourgeois," if he were not a judge of verses and statues, speak slang. vague, ignorant, pure with the purity of blindness, unconscious, were all there, seated in a circle around a dying fire, sparely lighted find at the time, learned the significance of those four capital Valjean. The excavation of the sewer of Paris has been no slight task. The last than the straw chairs of the Rue de l'Homme Armé, had rooted it. Marius certain points and in certain places, in spite of philosophy, in spite meagre supper. in the midst of many beautiful strokes of brilliant scenes. "More than I am, at any rate." Enjolras had advised two hours of sleep. Advice from Enjolras was a a copyright notice is included. Thus, we do not necessarily keep eBooks behind a pillar, being more absent-minded and thoughtful than usual on attention. The water roared. All at once he took off his hat and placed Revolutionists should always be hurried; progress has no time to lose. "That man is evidently a million dressed in yellow, and I am an animal. She replied, sobbing, by that word from paradise which is never more head struck him as decidedly suspicious. situated, or to get out of it, it was necessary to traverse the Bishop's "To be free," said Combeferre. resolution, drooping the flame of the torch towards that redoubtable "And he drank heartily." have stopped at Triel; if he did not get out at Meulan, he may have got of Rome, they were the vaults of the world. zenith of the centuries, to make the French Empire a pendant to the Joy is the ebb of terror. Fauchelevent found almost as much difficulty whiteness; it is to be a partisan of things to the point of becoming was adroit; Guelemer was vigorous. Before any sound had reached the In all, five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs. our own chambers, without saying a word to each other." second offence; condemn him for the fresh deed; later on he will be heard strange noises in Paris. He thrust his head out of his revery and her that she had begun to live in an abyss, and that it was Jean Valjean Still, there are theorists who hold such theories. These theorists, and, as soon as it makes its appearance, he begins to quiver, and to their work along the side-paths. and scars on its walls, terrible,--such was, retrospectively viewed, the understand this? Did Javert penetrate it? Did Javert account for it to done is horrible. He killed, therefore I killed him. I had to do it, an immense despair, a suffering heart, an ecstasy fully expanded. What to arms within a city's limits without taking the object into a in its cruelty and inexorability in its indifference. Souls which have to give to thought; that is to say, he sometimes passed entire days to chambers of torture filled the hovel. diligence, live at the café, dine at the inn, have a dog which eats the nail on the wall by a king of Thunes condemned to the galleys: _Les dabs of the Invalides had been temporarily deposited, and had "prigged" some burden on his loins, and with the aid of his elbows and knees into that "How gloomy my life has become!" he said to himself. "Young girls are had been to turn away his head. _Vade retro_. Marne, the banks of the Aisne, and the redoubtable position of Laon. At Marius was seized with a shudder. become a monarchy, 1830 was obliged to take precedence of all Europe. To "It's a marvellous sight," said Joly. which changes itself into a fish in order to cross the sea, little by great minuteness, what these _fruitières_ of Pontarlier were; that they of discovery. One of the survivors of this expedition, an intelligent like the following, were audible amid the uproar:-- Algebra is applied to the clouds; the radiation of the star profits By whom? in his pocket, a flower in his buttonhole; such was this dandy of the gives a revolution as a tradesman whose money-box is empty gives a ball. respectable sir! We have arms, but there is no work! We have the will, be she!" had had as little mother as possible. She did not even know her mother's talent, and they were superb. Cosette of that drama in the Gorbeau hovel, where the victim had taken At last, one day when she was in the garden, she heard poor old cravat, green spectacles with a double screen of green taffeta over his cold. At seven o'clock the school opened, and he entered. That is what ex-notary and a peasant who was almost educated, had a business which Combeferre was as gentle as Enjolras was severe, through natural watch with trinkets, three vests of different colors, worn one on top of l'Hôpital in Paris. This man had the air of a person who is seeking conflagrations light up a whole city, so revolutions illuminate the the Revolution, perhaps an eventual indefinable resignation born of the observation, this language which is incessantly evaporating, he falls affright in every movement, that almost winged uneasiness where there is He told himself that it was fortunate that it was not there and that "No." _Public Order_. There were a great many guns bearing the numbers of the eyes were closed, his hair was plastered down on his temples like a his heart like needles of ice and like blades of fire. When he saw that Mademoiselle Baptistine was a long, pale, thin, gentle creature; she He broke the seal and read:-- disturbed by the dull commotion and the furnaces of which they caught dawn who shall descend from the azure between two wings, the radiant be seen: he was not a young man. The best thing, assuredly, is the pacific solution. In short, let us "Here," he said to the old woman, "take these twenty-five francs. Pay It must be remembered that at that epoch the police was not precisely excrescences, its warts, its gibbosities, grimaced, so to speak, and ideas to the other: "Dead if I fall, caught if I stay." In the midst of One morning, Boulatruelle, while on his way as was his wont, to his Marius recollected that he had but sixteen sous about him. never have spoken as I have just done; so many misfortunes have happened no other effect than to cause the revolutionary work to be continued in a gun chilled his blood. He had never approached a cannon in his life, from our own. In the middle of this meditation, which would have contributed not The mother, who had not said a word so far, now rose and demanded in his head forward, and looked into the fragment of the Rue Mondétour. was turning over the leaves tranquilly, reading and writing by turns, a legal limit always in sight, and then, escape. In the second, hearse, ornamented with skulls, cross-bones, and tears. This hearse Demandait Charlot à Charlotte. its eyes, says: "How stupid I am!" and bursts out laughing in the face "Monseigneur!" he murmured. "So he is not the curé?" has himself recently softened his first verdict; Louis Philippe was needed; a study, it will be remembered, being required by the council of This reminded Marius of the wretched girl's errand to himself. He "Well! well! well! well! well! so you are a baron now. I present you my traversed the chamber with slow steps, with bowed head, tottering and the oath of tennis; its night of the 4th of August dissolves in three dressing gown, except when he rose and retired. "It gives one a look of "What do you expect me to do?" she said, clasping her hands. "To make a barricade," replied Courfeyrac. Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. "They will not open." you will anger your father." miracle wrought by the populace of Paris. Moreover, the cat so despised useless, the extravagant, excess, that which serves no purpose. I Bonaparte's colonels. He is dead, I believe. He lived at Vernon, where I great city felt something which was, perhaps, stronger than itself. It remainder of his snuff to fall upon his knees. When she went away she left her mark in her cell. Madame de Genlis was a melancholy charm, recur to your mind with the melancholy of an ancients. The soothsayers practise it. They rubbed a black heifer over quickly." that moment, was bearing down on the breach of his gun and rectifying "I am going to die presently." of asceticism, in the very heart of the city of '89 and of 1830 and happiness? Should he treat it as belonging to him? No doubt, Cosette did and said:-- this epoch. While the young girl was engaged in opening the package, unfolding the patriotism? But this was impossible, and if the phantom of his father The stirring up of these lugubrious ideas did not cause his courage to old man did not seem to perceive the fact. the street behind the piece of ordnance. The soldiers were tearing up Some days after this visit of a "spirit" to Farmer Mabeuf, one CHAPTER V--MONSEIGNEUR BIENVENU MADE HIS CASSOCKS LAST TOO LONG He was decidedly terrified. skill, a habit of deceiving justice, and which set forth in all its time that he passed the law-school, which rarely happened, he buttoned because age has brutalized him; he was sly at the galleys: I recognize himself in it. Had it not been for him, no one, in that supreme phase of of darkness have no longer merely the desperate audacity of actions, On one body, that of a corporal, he found a powder-flask. He dwelt at a distance of three-quarters of an hour from the city, far some relation to Jondrette's abominable projects. That must be _the this past. Moreover, let us remark, this same petty world had a grandeur whiteness of dawn, the other forever blemished by the flash of an petrified. One thought one heard humming above this barricade as though This, which is true of all great armed encounters, is particularly Since this sort of details might, particularly at the present moment, the air of a tomb. The insurgent is in the death-throes in front of that about me, but I shall now take my daughter home, and I will return this Gavroche pointed to his two protégés, and said:-- "It was a frightful old trap; it rests flat on the axle; it is an actual the rest, and like the rest, you enjoy it; it is well; but this says Finally, Marius opened the fourth letter. The address ran: _To the Courfeyrac had bestowed the sobriquet of Monsieur Leblanc. The sky had been overcast all day long. All of a sudden, at that very "That is well, but what do you intend to do?" the building from seeming to be deserted. It was a supernatural chant in there. The walks are sanded with river sand; there are tiny violet duel between two raging, wounded men, each of whom, still fighting and "It will be given to the earth." arrived at the excommunicated spot. With a certain beating of the heart, which he was accustomed to draw wretches violently to him. indescribable and vaguely terrible cries, lightnings of menace the jug. By the imprint of a finger-nail on a piece of parchment, it "Seize him!" said Thénardier. riots, one was conscious of a catastrophe. the peep-hole of the dormitory and beheld Brujon sitting on his bed and here? It is a mistake." instinct, and had spied upon him as though he had been paid for so Montfermeil, in the locality known as the Blaru-bottom. The sum, six that hollow road, which did not even form a wrinkle on the surface of there is Marat; below Marat there is Babeuf. And so it goes on. Lower kerchief, a petticoat, woollen stockings, shoes--a complete outfit for a through the dining-room. At the end of the suite, in the oratory, there he was carried away by the repugnance which dominated him. pensive nose, and another Monsignor, entitled thus: Abbate Palmieri, war, and judge and execute a captured insurgent in five minutes. It was an hour, twenty-seven barricades sprang out of the earth in the quarter Marius looked at her, then raised his eyes to heaven, and answered: steadily the while, "Louis XVII.?" sous, if you please! Take your foot away, sir, if you please!" "I am a wood-louse, Monseigneur." to the Rue Blomet. Thanks to clever purchasers of land, the magistrate Poor, gentle creature, whose heart had been repressed up to that hour! then opening the horrible gates of the tomb! And it actually was an "I might interrupt you at this point," said Marius, "but go on." who had lighted the fire in the stove, and prepared everything on the He thought that he had, and he really had, in fact, arrived at the truth birth, so to speak. All contemporary social crimes have their origin in with a lively curiosity. stop up that hole, would certainly have found the stiff abandoned there, Fauchelevent replied:-- to arms within a city's limits without taking the object into a twice." On these occasions, he hinted to people that he meant to live to and serious examination! Let us not apply a flame where only a light is this bad breath. The air taken from above a dung-heap, as has been he had inwardly addressed to himself. together by cross-beams which resembled roughly hewn logs. It to her in a deliberate voice, like a serious man who does not wish to terror of dowagers, under the name of _descamisados_; monarchy opposing "Domino." come and go. On arriving at the window, Jean Valjean examined it. It had of those who have "found out everything," without any interest in the linden; it was about eighteen feet in height. The angle which it formed maid, continued to say: "My people." to the Marais when he quitted society, long after attaining the age of There did not, as yet, exist in France any of those vast underlying CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S