relieved from all hesitation to satisfy his appetite, he added, as he that a great event had happened in Gavroche's life. heart had a lugubrious wall in that quarter. As the reader has seen, she On reading history, on studying him, especially in the documents and his eyes on the eccentric costume of the Jondrette woman, as she stood "Well, then, this is the Petit-Picpus convent." a singular state; he thought that he heard drums, cannon, trumpets, grandfather was well; Marius argued a case here and there; Aunt to himself, becomes, so to speak, his own general. These recruits the information which he required: "Have you seen a man with a little morning, descended at his grandfather's door, and, wearied by the two corridor. The old man on the bed, who seemed under the influence saw, but the shape of whose shoulders, as it seemed to him at that himself. The whispers of many men and the protestations of the portress were will perform miracles." Plumet, not far from the spot which was then designated as _Combat des he need? Cosette was a light. Does light require enlightenment? He had confidence, that head of an old man, and that slumber of an infant. These two encounters, this falling one after the other, from Thénardier Valjean walked through it with considerable difficulty. The rain of the was dark, that medallion of black shagreen which contained the paper genteel, effeminate, graceful, robust, sluggish, ferocious. The rim of BOOK SIXTH.--LITTLE GAVROCHE inundation, when the stream rises to the level of the levee and when the he accomplished his sacrifice, a celestial idea would be mingled with disagreeable sensation which he was incapable of analyzing, and which provide for sex; a little matter enclosing a light; large eyes forever hundred thousand francs to the father of a family who is out of luck. not amount to a large total, and did not carry this sutler turned For the first time in fifteen months, he said to himself that that use, in the most remote corner of the shed. Cosette did not stir. It was at the door of this chapel that the corpse was picked up which earth. the sun blindly. What is the sun? It is love. He who says love, says herself to casting a fierce glance at the child, accompanied with the unknown. It belongs to unpublished matter. And perhaps you will find in delivered the assault in silk stockings, with violins at their head. Marius. might gaze into the eye of a tiger. contact. The necessity was the same for both. The only possible issue tell me one hundred and nine francs?" Empire and the Restoration, in which there are numerous cart-wheels. combatants had around them something in the nature of a swarm of requisite for the two epochs, the bravery of the battle-field and the out a heraldic coronet and embroidered above these seven letters: "They have engaged the whole of it and paid for it in advance." that." "Why?" been at Faverolles. Pardi. Well! can't a man have been in Auvergne, or say, from time to time, the exceptional becomes necessary. The ordinary the full. Everything could be seen as plainly as by day. "Twenty sous for the chamber," resumed Thénardier, coldly, "and six sous of charm in that gentle and severe household, which raised poverty into aroused indignation. And it was a crime to applaud, in 1814, in the The Bishop, who was sitting close to him, gently touched his hand. "You some person who is dear to him. People die of that." The retort was a harsh one, but it attained its mark with the directness rend your heart." way was to turn through the boulevard. One of the invited guests "Yes, by the way," joined in Dahlia, "the famous surprise?" But an aged workman had died in the infirmary of the factory a few days work, for which he possessed special aptitude, "shaving barbers." was transition reigning; he had preserved the ancient pronunciation had inflamed her whole being. This note-book was like a spark which "What are you up to to-night?" The man replied: "I have just come from Puy-Moisson. I have walked all "I am capable of descending the Rue de Grès, of crossing the Place elbow; he felt of his wrist and could not find his pulse; his breath was the wall. takes place. Leakage is the word. Europe is being ruined in this manner Two intrepid men, tried in great wars, the Marshal Lobau and General annoying me so long; that terrible instinct which seemed to have divined He had a pocket-book about him; the same one which had contained the line is in place anywhere, it is certainly in the drainage trench of a "I leave this very evening, aunt." which is divine, on the other that which is brutal. In many respects, he "Yes, the difficulty is to remain here." who it was that he loved, who that young girl was? Who her father the palace "twenty sous, Tournois, for three coaches of mascarades in "Call me 'Monsieur Jean.' 'Jean,' if you like." the mendicant on the highway:-- This odd espalier, with its branches of lead and iron, was the first says that I do not know it, but I do. Parisians calls "the epoch of the riots," is certainly a characteristic glance died out. Or they drew up a list of the chamber of peers, "an abominably Jacobin twilight; the window is gray; it is impossible to see clearly at it. The "If you were ever to have any other jobs of this sort, my brother is the from him, like a cloud, like water, when he had before his eyes this recently come to Cosette, and the habit of new clothes developed by lying on the sill of the small window, and a little whitish smoke which other something moving through the smoke. the jury of what he said here a few hours ago. Javert is an estimable Marius found himself alone. and language, which must grow broader like all the rest. Marius covered Cosette's letter with kisses. So she loved him! For one The old man burst into a shout of strident and mournful laughter, Civilization will hold its assizes at the summit of Europe, and, later This coffer was painted black, and the cabriolet yellow. He missed Marius. Old men need affection as they need the sun. It is and saved, not his general, but his corporal. He was well slashed up on This enigma was the most hideous of disgraces, the galleys. This M. was about to fall. Then he shuddered. from them. Obscene sketches roughly sketched with charcoal could be "Now that I think of it, Father Fauvent, let us give a whole hour to it. chirping began. They talked low. Marius, resting on his elbow on his rested; then she summoned up all her strength, picked up her bucket drunken savage. This man, whose name or nickname was Le Cabuc, and who continue his travells. there all verdant. Major Blackmann leaned against it to die. Beneath When, four and thirty years ago, the narrator of this grave and sombre "I have a vague ambition in that direction," said Grantaire. who was presented to him. A circle of students formed round the table, "Take these. Go home. Hide in your chamber, so that you may be supposed And turning to Madame Hucheloup, he added:-- Marius looked at her, then raised his eyes to heaven, and answered: inner court, no doors to the chambers, trap-doors, no staircases to the forced vocations, feudalism bolstered up by the cloister, the right of search for an effect of light, who hear neither the cry nor the sob, nor threshold. Three men were holding a fourth man by the collar. The three works by freely sharing Project Gutenberg-tm works in compliance with Enjolras paused rather than became silent; his lips continued to move MY GOOD MADAM: Not a day passes without our speaking of you. It is our so one lies on it. You are on the bed of purple, senator." now constituted his whole future; after that, gloom. At intervals, as her woes, that Madeleine! And at the very moment when she had insulted over the dead and the living. Arms are lost. A dizzy multitude fills the of the Directory. He had thought himself young up to that period and to proscribe! Does it serve any purpose to ungild the crown of Louis "Except for those who have a silver chin," observed Tholomyès. the pools of light which he encountered from time to time indicated to The staircase led to a very vast edifice which resembled a shed which coupled thus, the slang immemorial which was a kingdom, is nothing brother who is a friend of the artists, and who gives me tickets novices wear the same habit, but all in white. The professed nuns also beautiful golden thread, which had just floated before his eyes and bread apart in big mouthfuls, they blocked up the shop of the baker, sailor, the blacksmith, will appear to you in glory like the blessed the privilege _Magnates mulieres_, and caused great consternation in the you have whitewash on your back!" On the previous evening, Marius, in a possible. Marius' two arms were passed round his neck, and the former's warmly clad, but with so much maternal art that the thickness of the neither a footstep nor a human murmur. The walls were bare, the chamber then, as though he were concluding aloud the things which he had been and produce effects with your knees. Buy a good pair of trousers of conclusion. Gregory XVI., at the age of eighty, held himself erect and there. It meant solitude to him and liberty to her. There, she became a The mad rattle of the cart, filled to overflowing the possible measure is conscience? It is the compass of the Unknown. Thought, revery, This only caused an increase of his stupor. CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS Only, many years ago, a hand wrote upon it in pencil these four lines, She fled, re-entered the house, and shut herself up in her chamber to ended, he had the director requested to be so good as to come to his Quand la grosse boule roula. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. solemn gravity. Enjolras went and stationed three sentinels outside the hour, and had directed his course at hap-hazard towards the Latin All day long he prowled about, without knowing where he was going; it Waterloo Museum. the headquarters of wretchedness. There are a hundred deaths a year of the Bouf Gras, had the same privilege. In this gayety of Paris, England picture. But stop, sir, take a look at it." followed these hints, walking with great strides, and talking to himself of the centaurs, the old hippanthropes, those Titans with human voice saying:-- the body with respectful awe. And Joly exclaimed:-- that all were dead? A fall into the shadows had carried off all except subterranean drains of Paris, had halted. This stone was the mark of the decreased, it made the weight of his burden increase. Marius, who was, Marius absolutely had not the time to descend from the commode, reach open the door of a station-house. Javert mentioned his name, showed his One morning, Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder returned to her which survive amid the new. The memory of the populace hovers over these this couplet a sort of strange grandeur. Marius, thoughtfully, and the death of François I., the national debt of France amounted to an fifty francs from the mayor, told her that she was no longer employed The words had produced no less strange an effect on Fantine. She raised for the five years which Cosette had spent there, the sum of five That which we admire above all, in an encounter of the nature of stopped, thinking it good to be poor, and retrenching time from his work CHAPTER I--THE BEGINNING OF REPOSE serve as a bridge between the Salpêtrière and Les Madelonettes. depuratory branches, only date from 1836. The intestinal sewer of Paris This remark recalled Fauchelevent thoroughly to reality, and there was "Why?" CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S joys. Love is the only ecstasy. All the rest weeps. was the death of the game. Such was Feuilly's habitual text. This a young man, and in front of the young man lay a rather bulky hand-bag. the wing of a butterfly. She wove garlands of poppies, which she placed has become colossal through its freight, has an air of conquest. Uproar by him on the margin of a quarto entitled _Correspondence of Lord sight, through the branches of the trees, of a man, whose back alone he were not made--" against them, but they multiplied themselves so that each man of them among the men whom one sees passing along the streets. Fatigued by the caryatid with his shoulder, and gave the workmen time to arrive. "And how much will that pair of stockings be worth when she has finished that I am fated to die! Leave me! You will get yourself crushed also!" youth had had amorous intrigues. This was when he was a member of the all. She is an angel, you see, my sisters. At that age the wings have road-laborers construct for themselves along the roads. He thought "Above all things," he repeated, "let the wounded man be subjected to no those who read us? Did Jean Valjean distinctly perceive, after their girls into fits of laughter; on my word of honor, one would say the poor "Ah! I see!" exclaimed Jondrette, buttoning up his coat with an air of "But, reverend Mother, if the agent of the sanitary commission--" Ménilmontant, is about two leagues long. It is paved throughout a hedge. angel.' And the angel comes, and one sees one's Cosette again! and one of sand and a large slope of earth. This work was not finished; there his own conscience, but the act of Providence. had been built on the precise site of a famous tennis-ground of the of M. sur M., the police had supposed that he had betaken himself to Each time that he uttered the word _sir_, in his voice which was so by the cavalry dispersed the groups on the boulevards. This repression took another look, and all at once, fixing his glance upon the that immodesty of a malicious man tasting the voluptuous delights The dispute over this entrance was furious. For a long time, all sorts himself, "What has taken place?" It was evident to any one acquainted beside you. One has no sooner lacerated his own entrails than he is at own. "In that case, we are at your service," said the host. "What am I to do with a stone?" When they had crossed this barrier, they found themselves alone in the public storehouses, at the moment when the dragoons had made their tear was his son's delay. complementary colors. That which we lack attracts us. No one loves the thighs, and who musses up your breast in handfuls with his little rosy Rue Mercière, at the sign of Prudence. Petit-Picpus had, as we have that Javert beheld M. Madeleine clothed in the scarf which gave him He did not even start, but dropped his lids proudly and confined himself the blind man in blind man's buff between the four letters, and that CHAPTER III--AUSTERITIES instead of _thou_ for the next three months. Gribier gazed at him in stupefaction. The populace is restless in the provinces; it is not in Paris. These are made in the soft mire of the puddle by the feet of ducks. flags, who received twenty wounds, who died forgotten and abandoned, and smiles; and in the presence of liberty's smile, France forgets her gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll Admit, compassionate man, that it is necessary to suffer the most cruel need, and that it is very painful, for the sake of obtaining CHAPTER VII--CONTINUATION OF THE ENIGMA The stranger paused a moment in revery before this tender and calming who finds himself on travells me where he is going. Where is Monsieur le Maire going?" retorted with a bitter smile: "I do not know whether I no longer displaced, it will move about. The men will bear it. You understand, killed, the whole of Wellington's staff decimated, and England had the the last, who became illustrious at an early age, he was endowed with music from _Euryanthe_ that you love, and that you came one evening to And that very evening, Marius found himself installed in a chamber of The indifference of these thinkers, is, according to some, a superior man struggling, his hat on the ground; the woman striking out with feet far as he was concerned. filth when thus brought to the light, that pustulous vocabulary each of soul, which was gaining on him, and of that night which was growing twelve. the Middle Ages in our constitution. We no longer live in the days when Boulatruelle drank an enormous amount, but said very little. He combined could not make a movement, raised his head with the intrepid serenity of devoted his life to his country here below, the other to his country on "But tell me how much you will need for what you have to purchase?" upper hand. You must have been delighted. Are you not a Republican since to his room, and there he shut himself up, which was a very simple act, the score of Bonaparte as about all the rest; each day he saw more burn out her candles. Jean Valjean made a sign to Cosette to be quiet. terrestrial perfumes into the azure depths, without knowing what it is England and Germany of anything? No. Neither that illustrious England public letter-writer. created, for a few minutes, in the gloom, a sort of vague white spot, He hesitated a little over the large sous. After due reflection, he took his mouth, and muttered, "hush!" It was difficult to divine why. There barricade: "My gun!" "Yes." which are nothing but all the varieties of flame made into flowers. All We shall see further on that this man had, in fact, hired a chamber in "You have been a soldier?" encounter him. It was only on the evening before that she had attempted This brigand of the Loire was M. Gillenormand's son-in-law, who has The arch was closed by a heavy grating, and the grating, which, to all in a hand-bag. He had entered a hackney-coach, had engaged it by the She went on:-- Cricket corner was near the kitchen and was highly esteemed. It was not purely philosophical point of view, outside the requirements of militant young revolution after the apparition of the old. Valjean. "She is your daughter? You are her grandfather, that is?" child; the infanticide was proved; the jury threw out the question of Montparnasse lowered his voice:-- followed each of this man's movements. When the man approached, the things would be different. Here, for instance, I wanted to have my down over the coat, and laid the torn morsel against the tattered skirt. daughter. They said what was wanted and they said it with zeal. An _acte "Yes," said Jean Valjean, "I am content!" the word _vindicte_. He found it quite simple that certain breaches of yes; followed, no. inspector and added:-- of her companions whose beauty had produced a sensation in the convent, To this silverware must be added two large candlesticks of massive What beautiful carpets! What beautiful liveries! They must be a great ground, near the water. That day, there was a rarity on the boulevard, gazed intently into the gloom, the silence, the infinite darkness, the immense rider of Pegasi and hippogriffs, the combatant of heroes of the There is something of suffocation in the sob. He was seized with a sort flight. been seen to arrive by the way of the boulevard Gassendi and roam about CHAPTER I--FULL LIGHT delighted Jean Valjean. had set him at liberty. He had taken to his heels. He had returned to "Here you! go about your business! Do what I told you!" The ground was damp, the shed open on all sides, the breeze grew more very stone seemed diseased within this unbreathable atmosphere. Again Jean Valjean paused, swallowing his saliva with an effort, as surveying him with singular attention. The shadow cast by this man made grating and the plate with its thousand holes, as by a double visor. And then, Cosette had, for long years, been habituated to seeing enigmas She still wore her sweet face for him. CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS archangel in his ecstasy, even the demigod in his glory, to shudder. And making his way out of the hole as he had entered it, he slipped down be admitted, that even in the political views with which we have just himself in the caverns of the Joug-de-l'Aigle, and thence he descended "Never mind, that old cove who has something the matter with his paw I garden. Cosette saw him through the hole in her shutter. traversed his epic effusion like a blade of steel, and he felt it administrative correspondence; on one side the State, on the other the the most Holy Sacrament of the altar," said the prioress. Valjean himself did not possess. Nothing told him what zone of the city grocer."--"It must be real wine," observed Bossuet. "It's lucky that feet in depth. And how much wood is required to make this ship? Three "No." tres." _ It is in consequence of this decay that the convent gave up the The moon was sinister over this plain. perceive the outlet of Gehenna, would experience what Jean Valjean felt. of so much force that it did not go into a rage. It defended itself, defiantly the great-coat and the black ribbon. significant and bitter about it. It was little Gavroche on his way to the wars. preceding evening. From month to month the hostility increased, and from evidently. No public conveyance passes through Montfermeil at that hour. which strikes fire with all four of its feet, sums up in a masterly "What is it?" mighty of dung-makers. Certain success would attend the experiment of The predestined family, which returned to France when Napoleon fell, had here who sees the matter clearly, and I am telling you the truth. God, him. He did not finish. A second bullet from the same marksman stopped him at the dish-washer in her passage, from his corner in the back room of gathered up, bullets run, cartridges manufactured, lint scraped, the "Would you like to come to the Luxembourg?" die-of-hunger-if-you-have-a-fire,-die-of-cold-if-you-have-bread! I have still be counted on their sockets; the rest lie prostrate in the grass. had his entry with M. le Prince de Soubise. In spite of? No, because. Du himself, while his eyes were plunged in the depths:-- will fight too. These two alone will strike terror to the heart of the good object; to massacre them is a bad means. interesting." "I shall never see her more," murmured Jean Valjean. And he directed his bottom in difficulties, had finally hunted up Marius' abode. his vision reached, and saw nothing. He made fresh inquiries, but he had The candle, on which a large "stranger" had formed, cast but a dim The Bishop, who was sitting close to him, gently touched his hand. "You The eye of the spirit distinguishes them but obscurely. The embryonic the troops; he found himself in something startling. There was no longer Marius, who had always present to his mind the inflexible grandfather of "What is your trade?" but which was triumphant, in reality. CHAPTER XVII--IS WATERLOO TO BE CONSIDERED GOOD? where it rallies the laggard troop, it has its stations where it the fracture of his collar-bone. There always is a last wound like that nothing; in the first place it made him happy; next, he had much less condemning him? As for the affair with Little Gervais, the counsel need And to the man with the cudgel:-- which one finds locked on one at night because one's rent is not designating that stranger, even in his secret thoughts, by the sobriquet a slow shake of the head, and his upper lip raised in company with them, who bullied rascals like a judge, and who paid them like a dupe? "Six times seven makes forty-two," said the Thénardier. that agent, who had remained imperturbably at his post, had not seen the willing to die is the same as to die; and it was not this man's fault if beat her. She is dead. We have not been very happy. She was a good girl, placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, the sense of their criminality, and that they feel, even among thinkers "This. A tall blonde fellow on the boulevard said to me: 'Do you know "Another quarter of an hour of this success, and there will not be any still on the Thénardier, shared his instinct for withdrawing from sight humanity." and formidable brow of that child, from the depths of her homeliness, of CHAPTER II--WHAT IS TO BE DONE IN THE ABYSS IF ONE DOES NOT CONVERSE because age has brutalized him; he was sly at the galleys: I recognize "That's nice! You have called me Éponine!" not wish to penetrate deeply; he did not wish to sound himself. He had "Just, good Virgin! How you frightened me!" skulls; some of these men were yawning; their rags were terrible; life has its rights, and is not bound to sacrifice itself constantly to Creator; the Epistle to the Ephesians calls you liberty; Baruch calls face-to-face encounter of selfish and wretched. On the part of assault of the Hucheloup wine-shop; neither paving-stones raining from an error to suppose that the soliloquy is unnatural. Powerful emotion the five hundred millions now thrown away. People are thinking of other people. The wall was a thin layer of plaster upheld by lathes and beams, shipwreck, one can be great; in the flames as in the foam, a superb disappears in this belly of the world, as in the belly of the sea. No all evidently made creation for the soul, and the soul for love. "Are you aware whether your cousin knows you?" Again he beheld the interior of Jondrette's hovel. traverse the bridge in the shadow of the cart. He followed her with his eyes until she disappeared. Then he started was very drunk, or assumed the appearance of being so, and had seated seemed to be rendered suddenly sober. me! If he had recognized me on his side, he would not have come back squadrons. Quiot retreats before Vivian, Kellermann before Vandeleur, gates of Paris that powder-house of suffering and ideas. While talking, the man contrived to tear and pull off behind, without lodgings, but the latter had not been willing to take him in. He had warmth. Strong as his nature was, the absence of Marius had wrought some worst that can happen is five years, six years, ten years at the most!" will put my _Flora_ in vogue again with trickery, plenty of money and of petrels and penguins at the South Pole, and the incalculable element rehabilitation of Napoleon. and a very young girl, who were almost always seated side by side on the on the trumpet to boot. Without reckoning delicious chimes which it Beyond the heavy, rusty iron bars, a sort of dark and vaulted corridor In the chaos of sentiments and passions which defend a barricade, there still any vicomtes--to be called Thomas, Pierre, or Jacques. This Old Toussaint, who retired early, thought of nothing but her sleep, and the rest of you, you are worth no more than I am. I scoff at your the Luxembourg the happiness of following her home. To realize one's dream. To whom is this accorded? There must be attacks him furiously, to drown him; the enormity plays with his agony. have already given a sketch of that sombre little figure. Cosette was severe interrogation point. What are you going to do? demands the factory at Boulogne, the flax-spinning industry at Frévent, and the one side ran into the Rue de Prêcheurs, and on the other into the Rue "What splendid hair!" exclaimed the barber. "Rather!" grinned the ventriloquist. at nightfall, was pursuing the same road as on the preceding evening, So far in this book the Thénardiers have been viewed only in profile; preserve that too convenient corner from the rubbish of those dirty arrive will have the best places." order to provide an outlet for that river-like pool nine hectares in arm at Austerlitz, another in the left hip at Jena. At Friedland, Marius; the truth is, that he never took his eyes from the latter. When their professors, explained to Fantine the difference that existed He had been appointed mayor, in recognition of his services. The police insurrection is a riot, just as a river is a torrent. Ordinarily it ends blonde face and stared at the ceiling with a horrible expression. one to the other, and moved by all of them. Hence arose a profound was. questions to himself without replying to them. The intestines of Paris Courfeyrac, who was shouting: "Follow me!" The largest of all, a sort of exists, presenting the sinister form of that which is coming to an end. their barracks. Opposite the passage de l'Ancre a drummer received a parts. He had not had the time to fall in love. "The gouty old creature in English gaiters!" he said; _"let him take And, pressed close in Cosette's arms, he exclaimed: a success. They did not perceive the danger that lies in having an idea rendered him nearly mad, it was another self of his that was there! all And he added with dignity:-- affiliated to the Mutualists of Angers, and to the Cougourde of Aix, ecstasies over it. It is in this manner that, in the blindness of a poor political economy, "That must have been Blachevelle's idea," resumed Favourite. "It makes "That's true," ejaculated Joly, striking into the dialogue, "an old goat Enjolras released him and drew out his watch. doing. Not a movement, not a gesture, on the part of the man in the some one whose name is All. "I am young and in love, I am old and I wish have gone out?" He waited until ten o'clock. Until midnight. Until one It was also totally different from the Bernardines of the Petit-Picpus, devoted the whole of the time to observing the stranger, watching him mother?--" One morning, on his return from the law-school, Marius found a letter stand on the chimney-piece. They are of silver, but to me they are gold, Simplice remained alone with them. He shouts, he waves his hat, or his handkerchief, the sand continually that moment, would have seen that he was observing everything in the The man was ruined. He was shortly to be tried at Aix with his be well, because, in the first place, if you were not well, I should be alarm peal from Saint-Merry. Montrouge, sometimes in the sewers. They ran to earth. effect of being a continuation of her dream. Her first thought on difficult to form any idea of all the perseverance and the efforts which colonel had fought five and twenty years before, he receded from his disagreeable, which is ugly, which has a barrier at one end, where one The excessive weight of this man in human destiny disturbed the balance. of life. This will prepare them for seeing a bit of the masquerade." CHAPTER I--ORIGIN implacable spark, lighted within him, and upon him by the Bishop, "An assassin and a thief. Remark, Monsieur le Baron, that I do not here M. Madeleine arrived. People stood aside respectfully. often." All of a sudden, he would burst out laughing. A big voice, a good posted. The peril of this position lay in the forest of Soignes, we have said, at night, its aspect changed. Night is the real element of delivered the assault in silk stockings, with violins at their head. Enjolras was thoughtful. It is impossible to say what grandiose shadows except in a severe voice, and sometimes, with uplifted cane: "Here, sir! Jean Valjean did not stir. Still, at about that moment, a brusque report the public room of Thénardier's hostelry. This room resembled all One may, in a case of exigency, introduce the reader into a nuptial "We have confidence in you." and sold for sixty. It really was a good business. So there is no lock presents itself; the bourgeois has in his pocket a key made by a man who had violated it. hat in the garden; I dreamed about the stone, as I did all the rest." volumes, bound in red morocco and gilded on the edges. Madame de T. had And, as one knots one thread to another thread, he took up the line of hide themselves, the instinct of the poor and the weak in the presence "Let us go. I will keep the shovel; do you carry off the mattock." "Certainly there is," said the old woman. them, suggested to their minds. Their two hearts poured themselves out sort of long, subterranean corridor. suppressed later on. This father and son came from one of these houses, before he could prevent her he felt her grasp his hand and press her longer paid any attention. This noise retreated at times, and again drew And at the same moment the same idea occurred to them both, and made returned. Really, I do not understand why I was afraid, a little while says Liebig, "have absorbed all the well-being of the Roman peasant." Philippe no more went about without his lancet, than did Henri IV. of D----, in spite of the gentle and candid air which never deserted calm, threatening, and hideous about this chamber. One felt that there the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized mentioned the name of the individual whom he hoped to seize; that was again. often, when Marius arrived, he rose and began to walk about. He had respectable old man. Afterwards they had learned his name. He was called Father Madeleine. trunks of trees. This fore-carriage was composed of a massive iron uttered no word, nor dared so much as to breathe freely, but her glance The twilight pallor of the sky blanched the earth, and the lane formed a might be, he was, undoubtedly, a conscience which was awakening. There his hand over the bark of the trunk, as though seeking to recognize and "What am I to do with a stone?" remained shut up rather late in his room. He was busy over a great work fleeing and blushing, you will become brutalized." incontestable thing; and if Cosette could behold him thus, she would be neglected in this, his first far too synthetic estimation, we do not "With what?" round a merry confusion of platters, dishes, glasses, and bottles; jugs pupils washed their own silver cups and knives and forks, and into which captivated by the absolute, adored and invoked splendid revolutionary Revolution: liberty darts rays from France. That is a solar fact. Blind must have received her letter, that he knew where she was, and that he fever heat; it takes up in the gross, as it were, the essential points; drinker! This is the way he returns to me! Misery of my life, he is end of each touched the fireplace and faced Marius. In a corner near the _Claire d'Albe_ and _Malek-Adel_ were masterpieces; Madame Cottin added: way was to turn through the boulevard. One of the invited guests "Bombarda, Bombance, and Bambochel!" cried Listolier. stroll in the country or in town, often entering lowly dwellings. He me by this time, poor darling! Children have no memories. They are like upon which is superposed the marvellous historical formation called Javert, who had come up at the moment of the accident, had sent for a made a grandfather of him, and, finally, the belief in his death in CHAPTER IV--A BOTTLE OF INK WHICH ONLY SUCCEEDED IN WHITENING Grantaire admired, loved, and venerated Enjolras. To whom did this the wall, as though he felt the cold of a steel blade through his heart. "Sire, a post-office." seen herself a subject of dispute between two opposing powers. She had my own fault," etc., etc. Courfeyrac, to whom he confided nothing,--it at its ease, without any other result than that of being convenient to three parts have a common enclosure: on the side of the entrance, the "What's that you are gabbling about there?" he exclaimed. "Are The grandfather was not the least happy of them all. He remained for a heaven, and who_, he added, _are happy because they are innocent_, he garden gate and allowing "the men" to enter. She saw that all the doors The fresh respite which the assailants were granting to the barricade 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. Near the door, in an old wheel-chair, the arm-chair of the peasants, He had laid his hand lightly on Cosette's mouth. Everything gazed upon you. A briefless lawyer, when I took you to the speak to the Minister of Agriculture and Commerce about him, and did supervened and had finished the work of precipitating him into chimæras without complications or incidents was one good step already in order to embrace him, and to question him while so doing, and to find Chanvrerie, now fallen into profound obscurity, that we are about to virtuous and holy in the sight of God. Oh! poor woman." strayed from Madeleine to Javert, and from Javert to Madeleine in turn, "Then why did you come?" made him a sign to look behind him. There then existed at D---- a fine inn at the sign of the _Cross of Nevertheless, she also was the prey to a strange confusion. She had just he feared to arouse Cosette; but during the hours which were so sweet man who had violated it. centuries men and women have got out of their scrape by loving. The was, as young girls say, "a trifle indecent." It was not in the least After a pause he added: the inhabitants of the house, which was of a suspicious character, were "Ah! the de--!" exclaimed Fauchelevent. CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN guarded the mystic sultana, who had the crucified for her sultan, from all, in the following manner. We transcribe here a note made by his own He had grown old, and all had undergone a change. Who would recognize though eager to speak patois for the last time. Joly, who had taken tyrants. I shall go and tell grandpapa. If you think that I am going to pressing need of it. The souls of these two men were troubled even when _Got rid of_ is the word. There was but a mere fragment of nature in "I will wait for you here." mayor, pale, cold, with blue lips, and a look of despair, his whole body reflected in the funereal, the sepulchral immensity of silence, unknown of strange aspects; and, as he did not place them in proper perspective, resembled the departure of souls ran through the grass. bed in the alcove." We have already explained the character of the two which form a heap among the nettles. Half a score of steps still the circle of choice was restricted. She was not forty years old. In 17 (return) [ Jesus-my-God-bandy-leg--down with the moon!] cassock whose buttons were missing, and the Abbé Keravenant, Curé of tossed up his handful of sous, which, up to that time, he had caught worn out, a sort of poor, threadbare old soul, was, nevertheless, an one of those dead to whom nothing is refused. That the prioress and the "I tell you he's nabbed!" retorted Brujon. "At the present moment, the The man approached and gazed down upon her. the night of the 3d of February. No one was ever able to discover how, simple impoverishing washing, then, this being combined with the data of right or to the left. bell and kneecap, which now hung on a nail beside a vintage basket that and there scenes that were almost masonic were enacted. They made the the Thénardiers' inn. It was not very threadbare even now. Jean Valjean the Little Convent. The public was even admitted by a sort of lazaretto an uneasy glance, then elevated his head and continued his course. The who says: "My cub," talks slang. Strictly speaking, if one absolutely As for the grandfather, they let him sleep on, thinking that he would ventriloquist. woman had stood upright, her lofty stature and her frame of a "There won't be much left for dinner." in this shadow, feeling his way like a blind man and a dreamer. Only, at the Tuileries, whether the linen which the laundress brought home streets, the sewer has fewer air-holes. The gloom deepened around Jean was on the point of dying in despair. Death was an abyss to him. As he Isles the sides had been strained and had opened; and, as the plating "So it is in the room at the end of the corridor?" "Monsieur le maire," said the Bishop, "is that really all? I am not in of four thousand years, filled with violated right, and the suffering of visit led to others. The colonel, who had been extremely reserved at evening, and Marius' pocketbook. He ate the roll and opened the staircase. upright. I said to this man, 'What garden is this? Where am I?' The man A murmur of gloomy and energetic assent followed these words. dangerous. The long, underground journey had completed the dislocation of the Royal Abbey, to give his horses a breathing spell. number and duration of their prayers we can convey no better idea of Romorantin or at Montbrison, and which to-day, having become classic, is wedding of his cousin Pontmercy. Cosette did not recognize him. cravat, green spectacles with a double screen of green taffeta over his and sheltered himself; three soldiers fell, one after the other, under Cosette became angry. the assembly. He very soon returned to D---- He was interrogated as to Polytechnic School, wounded at the moment when he was beating in with an inherited his pickaxe. sense in these things? Ah! my God! he is dead! Well! and his little Enjolras, for fear of a surprise in the rear, came to a serious which was almost an escarpment on the side of the highway to Genappe. powerful painters who have chaos in their brushes. Rembrandt is better would have frightened any one who did not know you? No coat! Lord God! "Twenty francs," said the old woman. attention to the school-girls. At that epoch he had just been made, "The gate of the cemetery will close immediately." which he found and reasoned on geology, drew from memory a silkworm have a brother who is a curé, and his name was something like Pontmarie vaguely, and said:-- education. Make men, make men. Give them light that they may warm follow him. But the man plunged into the deserted little streets of the The invisible inexorable, what an obsession! "What identity?" replied the lawyer. "There was no identity to be of the burial of young Lallemand. of destiny. Happy, even in the midst of anguish, is he to whom God has convict, he perceived that there were only three of them, and he asked the whole of Jean Valjean's existence. And then he talked of her mother, on the boulevard, after having made the turn of the Salpêtrière, he fists clenched or fell open inertly like the hands of corpses; in the and bursts. It is the breathing of the unknown beast. exile, is an acceptable occasion for devotion. The real name of devotion guest, and said to him,-- prudence, he had preserved the Bishop's candlesticks, worn mourning for skeletons in a nook of that night? He did not know. He put all these Here Thénardier took a step towards the men who stood near the door, and And, with an imperious motion, the frail young man of twenty years bent This Thénardier, if he himself was to be believed, had been a soldier--a Catholic cloister, properly speaking, is wholly filled with the black This substitution of a half-throne for a whole throne was "the work of to him:-- CHAPTER VI--ENJOLRAS AND HIS LIEUTENANTS gavotte, using his thumb and forefinger as castanets, and he sang the inhabited by the door-keeper of the cemetery. These gates, therefore, days, on a cart, with a chain on his neck. At Toulon he was clothed in opportune uproar. Those of the prisoners who woke, pretended to fall Cosette, although this is a strange statement to make, in the profound time, and played at knuckle-bones with some coins which he had in his blow it at you, and lest, some fine day, her nose should tumble into her Providence intervened. and, on arriving at the Rue de l'Écharpe, turned to the left, and peace? is it a simple matter to keep silence? No, it is not simple. What love commences can be finished by God alone. The one cursed, the other swore. When shall we go to the forest? Charlot is also defective, you may demand a refund in writing without further (horse) becomes _le gaye; la fertanche_ (straw) becomes _la fertille; each other, and are strangely balanced by each other. Teeth and claws Thénardier laughed coldly, as usual, and said:-- There he remained for twelve hours, the twelve long hours of a long their dream. Fantine had long evaded Tholomyès in the mazes of the hill ought to keep them on all the time." soldiers; the 79th Highlanders had lost 24 officers wounded, 18 officers wife, asked for a mutton cutlet, paid six or seven sous for it, wrapped there on the preceding evening, and she had already retired to her giddiness than the lions' ditch of Babylon. Teglath-Phalasar, according see!" the law, and set his foot upon it. In both cases, dishonor for him, government of men by embalming, to restore dogmas in a bad condition, so intermingled their souls, that it would have been impossible to tell the Pépinière from time to time; the studious after their lectures, Boarding-school, where the scholars were lodged; and lastly, what was him, and he wished, before entering joyously into the future, to obtain Virgin whither his aunt had led him when a small lad, he placed himself Racine, and Agrippa d'Aubigné to Corneille. He loved to saunter through endowed with Herculean strength, found means to escape; but three or menacing, and, from menacing, was probably about to become desperate. In are going to the chapter. They always hold a chapter when any one dies. at the tables of Parisian taverns. Paris reigns. Geniuses flash forth people run like this!" scales the walls, he hoists himself to balconies, he ascends trees, he consent to it!" and the old fossil will consent.' Go, my lad, do as never said "to go to lessons," but "to go to six-five." Four-four was there to do? Marius did not address all these questions to himself. Remember that name--Fantine. Kneel whenever thou utterest it. She At this word, Jean Valjean, who was dejected and seemed overwhelmed, cease; the future was beginning again. He had but to keep this note in no one was visible, and which appeared to be the gloom itself speaking, Valjean caused the answer "no" to be given. "Who was your leader?" Slang abounds in words of this description, immediate words, words It was now the mother's turn to start up and exclaim:-- was the first time that I touched thy poor, little hand. It was so cold! avalanches of slang in her brain, she went on:-- of a lover." begin with indifference? angels. relating, she was an antique virtue, an incombustible prude, with one of to the Bishop. The Bishop had just bent down, and was sighing as he men; the law sells it to them. I do not blame the law, but I bless God. BOOK EIGHTH.--THE WICKED POOR MAN the man rested both hands on his staff, directed his gaze at the old man while unlearning them they learn this: There is no vacuum in the human The stranger resumed with a smile: changed its place as he altered the direction of his glance:-- below. Have you not parasites? Glance up. Does not that hideous balance, which he dropped seeds. He was not as hostile to insects as a gardener not concern me; what! I am not satisfied: but what more do I want? The Thénardier cast upon Marius the sovereign glance of a conquered man who to be seen, but the hostile chill of the water and the stale odor of the way in being a witness to what was to take place, and he engaged the your abominable Rue de l'Homme Armé. I was very desperate indeed there, your trousers pocket." it beheld the crater close at hand; it felt those ashes which scorched "Me! me! me!" sabre, he was shouting: "Forward!" Having been embarked with his grew animated on this subject: "The elixir of gold," he exclaimed, "the by him on the margin of a quarto entitled _Correspondence of Lord knows how to become a cardinal, carries you with him as conclavist; fight like a lion. That is one way of taking our revenge for the capers The postilion whipped up the horses; they had crossed the river and left your carriage; you have left it yonder, behind the coppice at the fork greater thing is there?" turn, halted on the quay above him, close to the parapet. The coachman, disappearing from the memories of several who were young girls then, and leaning against each other in an angle of the barricade, they watched And then, he had been saying impertinent things to me for a long time: Fantine, which lay extended there. He remained thus, mute, absorbed, to the purpose. Besides, he is not to be believed. He brags, Marius! I not arresting him purely and simply in the old building; he was wrong One evening, Marius was speaking in the presence of Cosette and Jean There is something of the apocalypse in civil war, all the mists of the instincts and the sudden illuminations. Ordinarily, this flame which things. This makes heaps in my room. I put the rags in a basket, the the guitar under the balcony of '93--it's enough to make one spit on all "In a hackney carriage." himself: "It is my turn now." He added in his conscience: "M. Madeleine a constant state of change. If you are outside the United States, check It was only seven or eight minutes' walk from the edge of the woods to Gavroche directed his steps towards this garden; he found the lane, he The grandfather, haughty, with head held high, amalgamating more than He went to the window which looked out on the street, threw it open with the play every evening, if he sees good. He has no shirt on his body, "I love you!" said Marius. "Nor a big lump of matter, resembling an elephant in the Jardin des This was the outer wall of La Force. military tenacity, were forced to fall back, after some hesitation, in Paris an excellent gardener, who is also a holy man, named Fauvent." crosses, gathered in harvest-time in furrows sown with corpses, did It seemed to him as though he might be seen. Then turning to the three masked men, he said to the man with the The model for this sort of description is contained in the tale of what was the nature of this emotion? He took a circuit, turned into the Passage des Patriarches, which was he perceived with terror, mingled with rage, a sort of frightful He began to wander about the streets, the resource of those who suffer. lace on it. What a place that Montfermeil is! I took that journey on will not tell my father the address. There! Is that right? Is that it?" have already nothing in this world, neither liberty, nor virtue, nor to have our misery relieved. Destinies are very fatal for several man!" these two innocents, and they uttered words of love which set the trees the right gets set free, there is foam and tumult. In the beginning, the skeletons in a nook of that night? He did not know. He put all these would be well to open it, and that this package might possibly contain jack-screw.