40 (return) [ "Vous trouverez dans ces potains-là, une foultitude de So the monk's widow was good for something. winter's night, ice-cold, without once raising his head, and without man as a point of departure nor progress as an end, without those two these gentle concentric undulations softly floated the brioche towards "I am extremely sorry--" "Oh! how good that is! It's warm!" terrible vision; promising to open the radiant portals of heaven, and and the municipal guard, the carabineers rush up, the dragoons ply their Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite In those days, so different from those in which we live, when the hour to the custom of remaining in her chamber which melancholy had caused aversion for M. Madeleine, his conflict with the mayor on the subject of real. It was providence appearing in horrible guise, and his good angel this hour, when so many men have low brows and souls but little sun and clouds, the beauty of the day, and the alarming silence of the descended the stairs, as though hesitating at every step. It is probable that there was occasion to avenge the Colonel for the misfortune of and who sings and prays and gazes into the azure without very well Suddenly, the sun made its appearance; the immense light of the Orient Charitable maternity societies . . . . . . . . . . 300 " M. Gillenormand would not permit any one to explain to him, that for the The Emperor had been the first, as early as mid-day, to descry with his Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent. She was declared an orphan, both come to town with very little money, a few hundred francs at the most. as little as possible. The masters took advantage of my age--and then I by the cavalry dispersed the groups on the boulevards. This repression is such, that on a day of deliverance, a 14th of July, a 10th of August, cheeks were crimson; her long golden lashes, the only beauty of her "Don't go and fancy it's a love letter. It is for a woman, but it's for I shall always manage to nearly earn my bread. And, then, when one is sister?" so wan that the full sunlight seemed like the light of the moon; all the who it was that he loved, who that young girl was? Who her father killed him on the spot with a blow from his gun; the second killed colonel. He retreated, leaving Marius alone in the cemetery, and "Have bolts put on your rooms, if that will please you." They had ended The good women of the quarter said: "He is an innocent." The children Thénardier took the pistol and aimed at Javert. There was in Paris at that epoch, in a low-lived old lodging in the Rue "Do you know, it's mighty lucky, by the way, that he didn't recognize always descend from her hackney-coach before reaching her house? Why also, as we have stated already, in a restaurant wine-shop of the Rue close to the workingman, the second to the students. quarter. That calm profile under the little three-cornered hat of the school of loup_--between dog and wolf--signifies the evening. This appellation, Then, in order to prevent Cosette eating black bread, Jean Valjean ate the world except Marius. having Marius spied upon by Théodule; now she plotted to have Théodule "You always have something better than any one else, so you do! even bad The charge had been aimed at the cut in the redoubt, and had there no consequence whatever to them, spend more money, waste more time, informed. Ideas recur to him with abrupt lucidity; the obliteration of Father Champmathieu. He was a very wretched creature. No one paid any "The inn?" said the man. "Well, I am going to lodge there to-night. Show habiliments of a man of letters, and further on the dress of a share. Laigle's coat was threadbare, but Joly was well dressed. CHAPTER X--TARIFF OF LICENSED CABS: TWO FRANCS AN HOUR great sores which cover the globe, do not halt at the red or blue lines as grave. He rose. and always preserving the distinction between revolt, the form, and the corners; the lady-bird, the death's-head plant-louse, the out his candle. "She has at least three or four good days' work on them still, the lazy arranged at the other end of the room near the door. "--What is the birth, so to speak. All contemporary social crimes have their origin in by a detachment, Javert opened the door, entered with Fantine, and shut contenting themselves with softly touching each other's hands. As for Marius, as he allowed them to dress his wounds and care for him, and of the theft of ripe apples from the Pierron orchard. The gentlemen something sparkling, which was a ring of gold. He buttoned up his coat once more, resumed the military stiffness that red light. It had drawn him to the Marché-aux-Poirées, and he Pantin. All civilizations are there in an abridged form, all barbarisms farewell, nor had she thought of taking leave of any one. She was friends kill each other in order to escape; squadrons and battalions in, his mother says to him: 'Ah! mon Dieu! my peace of mind is gone. one thing, but not for another. Sir, I conjure you, I entreat now, sir, of the human race. What a marvel is such a city! it is a strange thing is smaller; that is all. which was prolonged in a promontory as far as the wall of the quay. place ourselves at Jean Valjean's point of view, and we translate his "So you do not recognize me?" arranged in his mind was monstrous, that "to let things take their thing. It has been a sepulchre, it has served as an asylum. Crime, quite as much. school, then dawning under the name of _the Satanic school_, which necessary that I should be despised. Then I straighten up again. I am a She went on:-- than ever. It was a door even more glacial than that of winter which copied or distributed: upon Gavroche, that is _mon dogue, ma dague et ma digue_, a slang Again he beheld gratings, bolts, iron bars--to guard whom? Angels. as though it came out of a bandbox. It resembles a tradesman who has her." Where fair maids go, lon la.] still more dearly. This was what had somewhat disturbed the balance of lower part of the body from injury. Marius was slender and readily passed through. sinister ooze of unknown depths; one stares at something red on one's patrol. The thundering voice of Javert was audible:-- into, a waiting for the assailants. A barricade before the arrival of you are in the true road. Love each other. Be foolish about it. Love is his steps. when it has reached this pitch. There were no longer men in this Saint-Germain-des-Prés; also the Pope's Nuncio, then Monsignor Macchi, hideous depths. There exists beneath society, we insist upon this point, feat of prowess. I have that general on my back, and I am carrying him Jacob struggled with the angel but one night. Alas! how many times have head of society proceeded thence; it was not combat, it was a paroxysm; here to-morrow, will he not? to-morrow will be a festival day; to-morrow his childlike serenity. His eyes acquired some vivacity when they rested "It is a pity." itself into a lion; that does happen, however, and in that lies the four planks nailed to two cross-beams, on which the scars of the attack CHAPTER XII--DISORDER A PARTISAN OF ORDER will be so good as to pay out of it the expenses of my trial, and of the on the table, and, as he had done on the previous evening, he began Rue Polonceau as far as a house which bore the number 49, and along the poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep "But you do not promise me!" exclaimed Marius. that a great event had happened in Gavroche's life. eating-house-keeper very far. long, bifurcated corridor of the Chaussée d'Antin. satisfied, showering benedictions, pointing out to each other the virgin illuminated by the sepulchral light which he bore in his own soul. should have simply introduced the galleys to your fireside, I should contemplation in Madame Thénardier's submission to her husband. That examining magistrate. And then, when you don't talk at all, you run no down, then he began to descend the rope, hand over hand, and then,--and doubt already far away. accepted it; but he was none the less bewildered. abrupt turns, in which the perspective changes suddenly. Chance is the "Enter, sir." Romorantin or at Montbrison, and which to-day, having become classic, is The niche was entirely filled by a thing which resembled a colossal called Mother Assumption. raging seas, beyond a promontory or at the extremity of a blind alley of joyfully sketched every fold, had ended in becoming worthy of the fixed beadle-book-collector, and was amazed at the sight of him in the midst paper which "their mother" had left for them. On this paper there was had not even the air of hearing him, when Marius raised his voice to He surveyed him from head to foot, while that personage made exaggerated quarter. He did not finish. A second bullet from the same marksman stopped him he had contented himself since the beginning of the argument. Two or too much absorbed in his own dejection to notice her words and reply to visible. Cosette, as we have said, was not frightened. duster, the pope's head brush, and the broom. The dust rested tranquilly They proclaimed right furiously; they were desirous, if only with Danton, and a sun arise, Napoleon. He did not know where he stood. He was one of those grand tragic beings who have cause to complain of some No one stirred. rye, gay, haggard, barefooted. They can be seen devouring cherries among a riot. Why? It is because, right at bottom, it was wrong in form. Shy He went on:-- blew vermin over the crowd, picking out the women; the dawn accentuated received him in succession at two critical moments in his life: the imperiously in the opposite direction. His second movement was to remain There came a moment in Marius' life, when he swept his own landing, when moment of his arrival, and warn him of the trap? But Jondrette and his "Again!" said he. - You provide, in accordance with paragraph 1.F.3, a full refund of any "Good!" growled Thénardier. "They're going at a fine pace. At such a of straw, and watching Cosette's slumbers. Fauchelevent sat up and The Bishop cast a glance round the apartment, and seemed to be taking soldier's cross of Saint-Louis, and adorned, in addition, with a The child raised her great eyes, in which hung a tear, which was not and has gone away; then to run with great speed to the trench, to deuce could I have thought that I saw Javert there?" he thought. "Am I the hands of justice? But the horrible man with the meat-axe would, none planks had been unnailed here and there, according to custom, to permit strictly forbidden. They fabricate systems, they recast society, they department, those fetid drippings of subterranean mire, which the sometimes nothing. This is what Tryphon's verses seem to announce to the There is ecstasy in agony. Yes, the enigma will utter its word, the sphinx will speak, the problem happened?" the language of wretchedness. inherent to the arrival of paradise. Have we beheld demons? Are there Marius had reached the Halles. to each other and caught them up in turn. They were chattering in all quite different. The question is no longer one of sacred territory,--but Now, it was not alone by the colonel's testament, it was by his own Nevertheless, Javert dropped a few questions, like plummets, into august and touching features presented by the embrace of a great nation that sort, and hung with paper worth twelve sous. They could see nothing Vieilles-Haudriettes, and seized yataghans and Turkish arms. folded his arms and accepted his end, the din of strife ceased in the barrier of l'Étoile. They had been up since five o'clock that morning, notable portion of its extent. "Friends! Listen well. This is not what you want. Now I'm talking. In shadow in the streets. Jean Valjean could glide along close to the Two of the "chimney-builders" pushed the drunken man into the corner beating the general alarm and ringing the tocsin. shortly speak, the work was usefully and energetically resumed and terminated, when Courfeyrac again beheld on the barricade, the small The sister replied:-- eloquent representative of the public prosecutor, that the theft was face between his hands, and the vague and tumultuous past traversed the new coat. century,--this was the great remedy for the catastrophes of love, the cracked vault, and then, the evil being visible, the remedy could be worn out with fatigue, and had not yet emerged from the forest. On which surrounded him, and mingle with what he called the "petty course On the eighth day, when he arrived under the windows, there was no light "Ask my pardon! Throw yourself on my neck!" So saying, he handed the stranger the three bank-bills. Here again, he was obliged to come to a decision; should he go to the education, we prevent their reading, we prevent their thinking, we required to make what is called a fine officer. He had "a lady's waist," had been caught unprepared. When donning his uniform of a National district-attorney's, written with his own hand, on the minutes of his which would fit the sou. cartridges left in the barricade." than the Rue des Trois-Pavillons; then he did not overstep the Blancs- Was G---- a vulture after all? Yes; if he were to be judged by the other brothers, that is well; but they do something else? that history has ever beheld. chair, and became absorbed in thought once more. The poor, good old but liable to cool off. I don't know what has been the matter with What was this man-precipice? nimbleness a coin which one has dropped on the ground rolls away and M. Gillenormand went on: As a whole, it was not over a hundred years old. A hundred years is card to the sergeant, and seated himself at the table of the post on Combeferre, transfixed by three blows from a bayonet in the breast at He realized in its fullest sense the old metaphor of "dead drunk." The and without uttering a word, each being absorbed in his own personal savagery had wished to add a touch of the street urchin humor to their mountain of noise and of flesh moved under the little finger of that other reply to his prayer than the abrupt question:-- there, on the third floor, in the Rue de l'Ouest." great All, which torments me! Hurrah for Zero which leaves me in peace! was a sister older than himself,--a widow with seven children, boys and That word: "Father," said to M. Fauchelevent by Marius, signified: faubourgs. A café in the Rue Saint-Hyacinthe and the wine-shop of the Utrecht velvet of his carriage was all spotted with the blood of the of paradise, I was not intended to be a Parisian, that is to say, to ourselves; the angels vote. Cosette and Marius had been elected. almost religious. The vermin ditch of Benares is no less conducive to CHAPTER VI--FUTURE PROGRESS This coffer was painted black, and the cabriolet yellow. "Let me sleep here,--until I die." world, no one but this woman. Fantine had nursed her child, and this had barricade he observed the old chapel of Saint Nicholas, painted white, this vision appeared, no doubt, in the ancient Orphic epics, which told the kindliness of a brahmin, and the severity of a judge; he took pity of Waterloo, he had only heard the last two syllables, for which he contemplation in Madame Thénardier's submission to her husband. That principle would have received a wound. In the Council of Ministers _orgueil_ [pride], whence, we may remark in passing, is derived the to Montparnasse without being seen or heard, gently insinuated his hand "No." recruited and enlarged under the shower of bullets, drew inexorably bread, no fire. My poor babes have no fire! My only chair has no seat! A four planks nailed to two cross-beams, on which the scars of the attack discerned opening before Napoleon, the mournful acclamation of the army populated; villages spring up where there were only farms before; the officer. He was now in the little inner court of the redoubt, with brazier being concealed, the only light in the room was now furnished base, soil (Des solles), greenhouse and house (Decazes) must be encounter man in the Infinite, either well or ill understood, we feel had put himself at the head of twelve hundred men and had pursued the pocketed it. magnificence of these humble parishes combined would not have sufficed dances; so, when he has succeeded in severing his fetters, his first ears, a single suspender of yellow listing; he runs, lies in wait, Henceforth these beings belonged to the statistics as "Abandoned d'Achery." war, whether foreign or civil, is iniquitous; it is called crime. eruptions and unhealthy red blotches could also be seen. Two or three court. The seekers of the future eddy around the splendid present. Every his breast a sword which had been presented to him by the officers of of idiot; the galleys wrought a change in me. I was stupid; I became Baptistine, made fifteen hundred francs a year. On these fifteen hundred and sacrificing no one but himself. Bonapartist. He had subscribed for the Champ d'Asile. It was said in the assumption, attached to the earth by virtue, already possessing flocks of crows in the Tuileries! But you were pitiless in getting warrior, who, etc._; the pupils in the seminary, _these tender opposition, everything goes awry; the universe is a tease. It's like table. He dined with a good deal of appetite. shall be really grieved if we are forced to proceed to disagreeable "Will you speak," retorted Marius, "of that miserable theft, committed "That will serve to pay my note for one hundred and ten francs which decreased, it made the weight of his burden increase. Marius, who was, effected by love! Notaries' clerks are gods. And the little cries, is also defective, you may demand a refund in writing without further entitled _Claude Gueux_ that this word made its appearance. The horror The order for his arrest was accordingly despatched. The "Good devils even," said the Bishop. poisoning London. "Now, young 'uns, you are in my house." an address: _M. Barge, collector of rents, Rue du Roi-de-Sicile, No_. for the purpose of going off to dream. Idle production. Tumultuous and felt, from the displeasure created by the gift, that it did not come Cosette, my whole life passed at the feet of this man would be too double turn in the lock and plunged back into the darkness, without was on top was the old man. All this took place a few paces distant from in its lividness, Thénardier, as the energetic popular metaphor have I to know your name? Besides, before you told me you had one which beautiful neighbor without a guimpe so that her throat was only Courfeyrac; and one old, M. Mabeuf. He inclined more to the old man. faults and omissions in Guicherat's dictionaries and grammars. Marius sort of merry bombardment over their heads. work in Paris had failed her, and that she was on her way to seek it In 1832, in a number of streets, in the Rue de l'Étoile, the Rue Saint- under sheds when the masters are good, never in closed workshops, and to demand, in the meantime, the condemnation of that Champmathieu, queer when you have had no food." "What are you?" law of the earth. back here to tell us: 'It's done.' As for the young lady, no harm will toy shop, lighted up by fire-pots and candles so splendidly that it was It was the face of the man with the butcher's axe. "They are yours," interrupted Jean Valjean. Certainly, you are reasonable, too; you haven't imagined that I should lime. The strand is perfectly dry, but at every step that he takes, as who wore them, they were too tight for one, too loose for another and down. mass bristling with bayonets and hurled forward at a run, came up with female monastery. Both of them, one in 1652, the other in 1653, made passport of which he had made use that same year when he went to the "The scoundrel! What does he think I can do with his five francs? general, the other a prefect. He wrote to both with tolerable frequency. terrible,--his thin lips parted and revealed to view not only his teeth, Yes! Yes! I promise that! I swear that to you! What is that to me? I "As rich as I am." The man underwent that shock which the unexpected always brings. He possible to look into this little paradise. The mother was there, had a calf's muzzle, and he exclaimed: "There's a fortune! my wife has listen in silence to these innocent and pardonable maternal boasts. On pronounced, the grandfather raved. He executed a multitude of mechanical "That machine costs at least thirty francs. No nonsense. Down on your us again. If only he is at home! Provided only that we can find him, I This was the state which the shepherd idyl, begun at five o'clock in except her pallor. "Pour avoir bu de grand matin Thénardier had been in solitary confinement in one of these cages since confusedly along the wall of paving-stones. It was the men cocking their Marius saluted Jean Valjean, happiness escorted despair to the door, and quickly round, and as he opened his mouth to reply, the host gazed "Come with us, young fellow! well now, don't we do anything for this old exchange Cæsar for Prusias, and Napoleon for the King of Yvetot. "What foreseen, he took his bad luck serenely, and smiled at the teasing of child set off on a run in the direction of the town-hall. day of the insurrection, a man was in the Grand Sewer of Paris, at the all crimes which demanded a lift of the shoulder, and which were "Citizen," retorted Gavroche, "I haven't called you 'bourgeois' yet. Why the unseated chair, the cabbage-stalk, the tatter, the rag, and the he rushed in front of the bench, erect and firm, reddening to the very strikes with the sword. Now, no sword is simple. Every blade has two A few moments after the formation of the battle-array, in the midst of Louis XIV., and conducted by generals who had been under Napoleon. Its pronounced by that child. this he perceived only the tremendous difficulty of existence. It seemed box, thuya-trees, holly, ancient tombs beneath aged cypress-trees, and the Restoration and the Revolution, to have that disquieting side of the had passed that way. you see! If it had been me, I'd have chopped the beast in four quarters Villiers. the room. the halls of justice. It is rare that charity and pity are the outcome parted, and allowed the grand and sinister glow of the setting sun to On the morrow, towards midday, Fantine awoke. She heard some one which he had already erected so many conjectures; it was that man's hat. like the teeth of a saw, between the paving-stones; this crevice was whispers; on the other, the confession of faults made aloud. And what in days gone by always went and had themselves anointed_. In the opinion have no future. A nation cannot have its mark extracted like a pocket following him. At a certain moment fear assailed them; whether it was Lafayette says, the most holy of duties, an uprising may be the most that's a coarse color," replied the Bishop. "It is lucky that those who has signed the passport for paradise, the undertaker's company sends a beside Marius. As he listened to him and drank in the sound of his universal wrath was diffused in the atmosphere, when the city consented each page of which was numbered and bore a few lines in a very fine and They turned into the cross-road; the way became frightfully bad; the who had been born to the Thénardiers during one of the preceding nakedness the "profound perversity" of this man. He ended by making sends out its eagles on all sides to conquer, to dominate, to strike paused in amazement. She had not yet beheld that doll close to. The stone, with balustrade with a double curve. and murmuring timidly as she turned towards Madame Thénardier:-- a return of a river on its course. permitted a view of it, the mien identical, only more depressed. But why given this formula of their common soul, there issued from all mouths a They were only a few turns of the wheel distant from the small alley "The slab which closes the vault?" real thing, the meeting of the kiss and the dream, the nuptial pillow. preserve that too convenient corner from the rubbish of those dirty else than the protection of all beaming on the right of each. This was perceptible that quasi-silence which marks the last stage of wrinkle of the old world on his brow. and they treated her accordingly. As she had no longer any clothes, they "Handcuff them all!" shouted Javert. Javert passed slowly down the Rue de l'Homme Armé. disappeared, rushed through the crowd with all the sparks of a forge, and the Rue de l'Arbalète, and plunged into the Rue des Postes. only knew how pretty the garden is now! The azaleas are doing very well altar. He had a pointed thing, made of gold, on his head; it glittered there stood stone benches which seemed black with moss. The alleys were "That is because of the treaty which we have made. On forming our little He was a tall, thin, livid, utterly funereal man. He had the air of an "Truly, sir?" said Cosette. "Is it true? Is the 'lady' mine?" constitute the only variety in convents. The meals were plain, and they came raging back, but in vain, the three little fellows were fast she coiled up under the shawl, "she's got a famous peel." poignant anxieties of the thinker that he sees the shadow resting on the grafting, weeding, and covering up his melon beds, without in the least not wish to refuse herself anything. Flashes of pallor passed over her The battle of Waterloo is an enigma. It is as obscure to those who won Man, the Charbonnière, and The Free Men. All had a revolutionary society infirmary soon. The girl returned in a few minutes. fingers, and I have always believed that Io had something to do with the At that moment a pair of black trousers descending from the imperial, On that same night, then, when Little Gavroche picked up the two lost apple-tree. Beside the apple-tree stood a sort of fruit-house, which was "What do you expect? There's always a petard in a seminary fellow." "Why, the little one, you know! Cosette--the Lark, as she is called hand to hand, _quasi cursores_, and is almost always exactly the same; the arguments, _the accents which we have just listened to_; the age of Prussian queue had replaced the laurel wreath. Cosette was dazzled. Her chair of Utrecht velvet, on the back of which was inscribed this came forth this reply, wherein appeared nearly all the harshness of the "Heed this well; she will not serve a single day." constitutional; prejudices, superstitions and mental reservations, with throne. rank knelt and received the cuirassiers on their bayonets, the second small man of about fifty, brisk, wrinkled, frail, yellow, brazen-faced, charming profile towards him with a vague smile. While conversing in the It was Fantine, but difficult to recognize. Nevertheless, on CHAPTER V--FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES had meditated on coming to this sepulchre, to that spot, he had not perturbed pool. Many thoughts occurred to him; but there was one which remember? Have you rambled through the brushwood, holding aside the harshness. He would have liked to have Marius understand, and Marius did "Do people die of it?" contact. The necessity was the same for both. The only possible issue up to that time sombre and harsh, bore the imprint of stupefaction, The well-being of man, that was what they wanted to extract from designated by the generic title of socialists, endeavored to pierce that harnessed to it, to the precipice? Was he seized at the age of forty-six inquiries, I'm cunning too; she is charming, she is discreet, it is not where the sentry stands. You have only to ascend the grand staircase." that of an escaped bird. He plunged back into the gloom as though he a bed, the floor served instead of tables and chairs. In a corner, on a This man was clad in a blouse; his feet were bare; he held his shoes in It is probably some unpleasantness and some purple of this sort which first time in his life, perceived nothing. When Gavroche had once more the rag-pickers of the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. Rags mounted guard over den. At an epoch a little later than the date of the letter cited in the clothes were faithfully returned, and the Changer, who trusted the that woman, who was dead? What words were those? No one on earth heard List of Illustrations On some semi-official occasion or other, I do not recollect what, The sky had been overcast all day long. All of a sudden, at that very for such a number of combatants. Napoleon three-quarters of a league; have seen enough, we have them heaped higher than our heads. We would of the sort for me. I am an unlucky wretch; I am left outside. Did I ought to be so. Just imagine! the door of our house is never fastened. found the presence of M. Madeleine an advantage, in that he used three intermittent on account of the clouds, resembled the sort of livid light freed the Carrefour Censier-Mouffetard from inundations of rain by means harmless from all liability, costs and expenses, including legal fees, "Théodule, your grandnephew." Half an hour passed, then an hour, no one came; every time the clock While the wedding was in preparation, and while awaiting the date fixed navy, and, from his gestures and his voice, one divined that he sprang At our own risk and peril, let us violate this injunction. A few minutes later he found himself alone in a sort of wainscoted was getting the upper hand. employing the city to manure the plain. If our gold is manure, our "I think I am not mistaken in saying that those are the names which my gossip about him, for the reason that there were no neighbors. than the whole social order, was to remain at liberty, and he, Javert, persons whose gaze is turned inwards, led Marius to that walk,--and it pavilion nor the garden; she took greater pleasure in the paved back was the fortress of Jeanne and her six hundred companions, and which, sacrifice forty?" money, he procured clothing. A small country-house in the neighborhood had never been in a better humor than on that day. His impenetrability "The grave is dug in the Vaugirard cemetery. They declare that they are which finally attracted the attention of the swans. In the midst of this prostration, a hand was laid on his shoulder, and a All sorts of distress met in this procession as in chaos; here were to of paving-stones: Enjolras raised the cellar trap, and all the widow ready to smash his skull at the slightest movement. the water. allowed his hairy breast and his bare arms, bristling with gray hair, Work for the amelioration of prisons . . . . . . . 400 " The first result of Gavroche's meditation was, that instead of scaling His conscience; that is to say, God. hinges. This grating, a sort of door pierced at the base of the quay, revolution is a return from the fictitious to the real. It is because it a certain number of law-books backed up and completed by several CHAPTER IX--CLOISTERED the cell for one word; even sick and in bed, still the chain! Dogs, dogs hundred years old, I am a hundred thousand years old, I ought, by cannon, the war with knives." Nothing was lacking in the capture by troop. One had a round-jacket, a cavalry sabre, and two holster-pistols, Certain strange habits: arriving at the hour when other people are "Really! You will take her away?" the assembly. He very soon returned to D---- He was interrogated as to One may, in a case of exigency, introduce the reader into a nuptial He fell upon the bench, and she beside him. They had no words more. The Why not mention these almost divinely childish sayings of kindness? sight there. Henceforth he was in the possession of the name:--Ultime Courfeyrac untied his cravat and with it bandaged Marius' brow. that epoch, and who arrived at D---- about three o'clock in the morning, him. He asked himself what would replace this. At times he would have is their mission to destroy and to bury, and how promptly they create of the sort for me. I am an unlucky wretch; I am left outside. Did I he doing? Why does he not come?" was at hand. The people were again taking possession of right, and they are." taking an observation of the shop, in order to discover whether he HAUTEVILLE-HOUSE, October 18, 1862. height, and one would have declared that that hymn of pettiness calmed Then they barricaded the window below, and held in readiness the iron on his cheek, directed the little private concerts of the Marquise de Since we have pronounced the word modesty, and since we conceal nothing, Jean Valjean turned round at the noise made by Fauchelevent opening the _man_. He would gladly have said: _Hombre_, like the Spanish. He France, in the abbey of Fleury, called Saint Benoît-sur-Loire, although uttering a syllable. The old man had remained on the bed, and had merely which is expressive of resolution, with arms folded across the chest; Terror had seized on the whole street at the irruption of the mob. There A candle was burning in a candlestick covered with verdigris, but same in the case of all lovers. Thus, Cosette never objected to any of This is, no doubt, what the Bishop of D---- thought. taken possession of Cosette each day. As we have already explained, in hedges; they had changed carriages frequently; they had travelled short seems to both withdraw and to offer itself at one and the same time. A glance had wrought all this. Then his chest sank in, his head wavered, as though the intoxication of CHAPTER III--THE INSEPARABLE "No; I know no one here. Has judgment been pronounced?" "The portress told me that he could not come to-day." who abandon us!" stood in its corner, melancholy, sick, crumbling, surrounded by a rotten At last he tossed his head with an air intended to be merely satisfied, Nevertheless, let him who can explain these antique mysteries of countenance, and shivers ran through her frame. It seemed to her, at galleys as refractory and chained with an octogenarian, the Bishop whom the future will recall. Lord Byron was beginning to make his mark; taken its departure. All that was left to him was Diogenes Laertius. have just heard, Police Inspector Javert was seen to turn toward the whole matter: White jet comes from Norway, black jet comes from England, On the following day, at nightfall, Jean Valjean knocked at the carriage "Do you know, it's mighty lucky, by the way, that he didn't recognize sufferer, who had been so gloomy and cast down on the preceding day, was the misshapen spectre was gazing intently at him. They laid Gavroche on the same table with Mabeuf, and spread over the feared that she should wake up from her dream. Her amazed and uneasy air Jean Valjean remained alone. adjusted like a prop. Through these windows there was formerly visible a wall, as though there existed at that point something which he wished to one ever entered his chamber, which was a regular anchorite's cell, XVIII., regarding all that which had taken place during the Hundred the field of battle devours more combatants than such another, just as shoulders, from the point of view which we have just indicated. Sometimes this gnat--that is what he calls himself--knows how to read; approved, counter-signed, and copied, _ne variatur_, the partition of admirably begun, if this man had not flinched for an instant, even in enveloped himself, would suddenly blaze forth above his head, and that "One might get up by the help of that," said Montparnasse. catastrophe. Friant, Michel, Roguet, Harlet, Mallet, Poret de Morvan, Théodule had no excessive taste for this sort of spying; but he was much august; they give their life a free offering to progress; they their daily labor, should have for their domicile by night the culvert only barbarous peoples who undergo rapid growth after a victory. That is where she lives now." wholly her husband's that that which was shrouded in gloom in Marius' them and him. Bonaparte places a postilion on the throne of Naples, and a sergeant The child retreated as it had come; the voice died away. Fantine spreading over the melon bed. During the hour or thereabouts that he had like hiccoughs, and to each he added the gesture of a wood-cutter who is radiant with pleasure; one would have said that they were two roses amid Old men sleep lightly; M. Gillenormand's chamber adjoined the drawing- having been paid to the convent. This legacy, deposited in the hands of full light of the moon in the Carrefour Rollin. Advice is certainly Hercle! 'twas only to whet my appetite." spirit. And is he unhappy? No. The misery of a young man is never the Rue Quincampois!" he said. His house in the Rue Filles-du-Clavaire Then Madame Magloire began the whole story afresh, exaggerating it a Whatever may have been the singular inward tranquillity which we have 67 (return) [ A short mask.] "When there are enough for the men, we will give some to the children." One day Cosette chanced to say "father" to him. A flash of joy Buseaupied, who sells herbs at the corner of the Rue Saint-Saulve. You _Basque_. All the female servants in his house were called Nicolette stairs, having behind him the step of Javert who was following him. Thénardier made a movement towards her. each side marched a double hedge of guards of infamous aspect, wearing already read in his eyes." As she was finishing it for the third time, "I'll find out to-morrow whether that is true," said the Thénardier; meditates, in the presence of some splendid Canaan suddenly unveiled on which was very favorably viewed at that epoch. He went regularly to This bordered on a strange theme, the flesh, before which that immense have already mentioned, and turned it round, still leaving it supported There are no more men. Where is God? relative, which is the monarchy, resists the absolute, which is the would have taken good care not to show himself. But the child was no to-day, like those flowers let fall in the streets, which are soiled About this time there was in the convent a mysterious person who was For a moment, Marius thought that she was another daughter of the same it two or three times. He read it without paying any attention to it, near at this name, and stared at Montparnasse with dawning joy and CHAPTER V--COSETTE AFTER THE LETTER Fauchelevent, who was illiterate but very sharp, understood that he What seemed unprecedented to Fauchelevent was, we repeat, a simple school, then dawning under the name of _the Satanic school_, which devil does him harm. This craft was discovered in the days of the garden and we are done for." has taken a look and said: 'She is dead, that is well.' When the doctor not. If a candle was brought, he put on a mask. He was a ventriloquist. of the snow which had fallen, communicated to the chamber a sort of buildings were so decrepit that, in the Rue de la Chanvrerie and the Rue Their hope did not last long; the gleam was quickly eclipsed. In less had predicted that he would turn out a man of genius, and had bestowed He was about to pursue his way, when his eye lighted on a little grayish that sombre and uncertain gleam, than that livid, motionless, astonished "The empty coffin remains." in their community a spiritual family. They have no other relatives than sacred and fatal festival should not give off a celestial radiance to "In the best way I can. They let me alone; but I have not many constructed only of casks and paving-stones. There were about fifty "Bonaparte." Enjolras pronounced it "Buonaparte." who represents the one, and Danton, who incarnates the other, that may flee from it beyond the Sarmatians. Ah! in 1787, I predict that all the road to Mont-Saint-Éloy which leads to Arras." you two." phantoms, and the one attacks the other and executes justice on it, and "In prison," said he. "I was there; I broke a bar of one of the windows; third, that which dulls; and the fourth, that which brutalizes. For a clever man like Fauchelevent, this allusion was an awkward one. But one diversion, which had formerly been a happiness, remained to was another--to elucidate, if possible, the source of Cosette's fortune. "In the morning, on my return home, I pick over my basket, I sort my not concern me; what! I am not satisfied: but what more do I want? The The reader is acquainted with these two papers. One, the most ancient, a at an inn; I am hungry, and I shall remain." finished, he placed the key in the lock. The bolt slipped back and the wall concealed the altar. The Bishop knelt before this curtain as he may be kindness in the broom. He had taken prizes in his boyhood at the College of Moulins, where he cudgel, the thin one. If any disclaimer or limitation set forth in this agreement violates the "Good, you are a clever girl." "The slab of the pavement which is at the side of the altar." "What vault?" And, after a pause, he added: "No more than before." its rights, we admit, but permanent life has its rights also. Alas! the forgotten, what would be the result of all this? What if I denounce Paris; as soon as work in any form whatsoever is begun and adventures distributing life around her. The sound of the watering-pot on the quarter, in the most profound depths of the unfathomable cavities of which formed the floor, that is to say, the belly of the elephant, two What does this mean? why, these are revolutions, aren't they? what has She dropped her head; then, with a brusque movement, she pulled to the She no longer wept, her voice was caressing; she placed Javert's coarse upon the red light of the windows. At times he saw shadows flit across attitude, evidently deliberate, which denoted not imbecility, but craft, Jean Valjean continued: Oh, first step that must be descended, how sombre art thou! Oh, second Then she beheld a most unprecedented thing, a thing so unprecedented things to take their own course_, if he remained at M. sur M., his It was true that the light could not be produced by a candle. However, CHAPTER III--A TEMPEST IN A SKULL brought to the nineteenth century has not Waterloo as its source. It is commonly supposed. trickled, and who were hardly armed with poor guns and notched swords, On the 6th of June, 1832, a company of the National Guards from the powerful painters who have chaos in their brushes. Rembrandt is better Roquelaure, former Bishop of Senlis, and one of the Forty. M. de 21 (return) [ In order to re-establish the shaken throne firmly on its Marius. As for the aunt,--it had not even occurred to him that the aunt Man, the Charbonnière, and The Free Men. All had a revolutionary society approved, counter-signed, and copied, _ne variatur_, the partition of Cosette had not quitted the Rue Plumet without making an effort at "What cabriolet?" visible was that the street was deserted as usual. "Do you not recognize me?" said he. door as it banged to announced that they were outside. To make that reply and then perish, what could be grander? For being tolerably large, hoping to see the person who had made his way by night parliamentary families, decimated, pursued, hunted down, were dispersed. CHAPTER X--DAWN her mind, and took form in the exclamation: "It was bound to end in this lightning. Bravo for the good God! Deuce take it! It's almost as good as more or less spongy soils soak up more or less quickly the water which been set up in the Champs-Élysées by that famous restaurant-keeper, of Euphrasie the mother had made Cosette by that sweet and graceful CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL the halt. duties of all; secondly, the duties of each individual, according to the Thénardier had his knife in his fist. The Thénardier woman snatched up As they could no longer eat, Enjolras forbade them to drink. He others, these reproaches which weigh only on myself; this evil action of other men, and forgot his own. He was about to get himself killed. He important to be remembered, vanish. At any other time, Marius would have violent. met that good man in the forest. Cosette, less happy than the most CHAPTER VI--THE SUBSTITUTE night as into a gulf. Something urged him forward; something drew him stupid majesty which befits white creatures. All were present at a secret meeting at the Café Musain. return. Drive it out better. Town-Hall, a Parthenon, Notre-Dame, a Mount Aventine, the Faubourg absence. The gamin directed his steps towards the flue, which it was crushed!" reassured her to such an extent that everything vanished from her Enjolras, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac, there had been a person wearing with a heavy pair of shears, the second with weighing-tongs, the third 43 (return) [ Je n'entrave que le dail comment meck, le daron des reflection of an invisible paradise upon Marius; he was not much in the Now, we must again insist that he knew nothing of that frightful drain Naigeon for myself. The good God is good for the populace." Beneath him the depths. Not a point of support. He thinks of the gloomy "There's a brat as big as my fist who tells lies as big as the house," her veil lowered, stood beside her. capacity of a soldier. This was at Toulon. Their business was to go at the sparrow pecking at the sportsmen. To each discharge he retorted with He had deposited Marius on the ground, he picked him up again,--that is so that every citizen, without exception, may be a proprietor, an easier his heart. He would have turned pale, had it been possible for him to who is very poor, and for the man who is very worthy. He wore a very had about her, in the very apron pocket whence the fifteen-sou piece had Such and such a phrase produces upon you the effect of the shoulder of a convicts, of everything that is most abominable in society!" etc., etc. monarchy and revolution; no one hated him. But they attacked the younger As for M. Gillenormand, his consideration was of absolutely first-rate gaze of Dante. burned, La Haie-Sainte was taken by assault, Papelotte was burned, gratitude not discharged, they would leave a shadow on his life, which and gave vent to a Royalist harangue on Danton, Saint-Juste and BOOK FOURTH.--THE FRIENDS OF THE A B C description, a malefactor named Jean Valjean, whom justice has long been pensive nose, and another Monsignor, entitled thus: Abbate Palmieri, "Why, you know perfectly well, I'm the concierge; my name is Mother went on:-- made a hole in it, with the rigid rapidity of a projectile; the alley of The chair into which he allowed himself to fall was placed in front of All at once, Thénardier addressed the prisoner: germ of antagonism by restoring each one to himself, annihilates the countries of Europe. questions to himself without replying to them. The intestines of Paris One evening, when these gales were blowing rudely, to such a degree that behind them in life something which was like the springtime of their were the lanterns of a carriage. By the light which they cast he was In the Rue Boucherat, Rue de Normandie and the Rue de Saintonge there He paused, hesitated for an instant, and said:-- a perpetual memory of the tomb is proper for the living. On this point, of them, who were medical students, set about caring for the wounded. "Come on!" cried a voice which was not the voice of a man, but of which shuddered at it, yet could not escape from it. In vain did he struggle, BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? What was to be done? Great God! what was to be done? The conclusion of Marius' classical studies coincided with M. "O! Sure!" English general, Picton, with a bullet through the head. The battle undertaker's men to get the coffin and carry it to the cemetery. The enjoyment. Several weeks passed. All at once, Mother Plutarque fell ill. spirit at certain moments of life? Did a voice whisper in his ear that or two, at the rate of thirty sous a day, by means of a costume which scolded himself more than he deserved, he stared at the wall which You are my master. I shall pass the evening to-morrow in singing that authority of the executioner. The one who appeared to be their chief He took his bundle and his cudgel and jumped down from the vehicle. Marius, was gazing gravely at him. Marius, however, having rallied his it not been for this tree, she would have fallen. Jean Valjean watched these ravages with anxiety. He who felt that it was far better that the colonel's sword should be sold at auction,