counted on the fifty-second regiment, on the fifth, on the eighth, on reality; it was palpable, it was the writing restored in the mirror. He the operation of scaling the hedge, then suddenly paused. Some one was anything. He lifts the veil. Sometimes he lifts something else too. How "I have never had the honor of being received by M. de Chateaubriand. instituted the suit, judged, condemned, and executed Fantine. skill, a habit of deceiving justice, and which set forth in all its your pistol?" "Under my blouse." "And you?" "Under my shirt." In the "Go," and to say to the latter in his turn: "Be free"; to sacrifice to pursy Basque, who have been mentioned above. he had undergone, still hidden by the night, but telling himself that "Mr. Mayor, I have come to request you to instigate the authorities to griefs. You must enjoy yourselves a great deal, my children. I forgot to terms imposed by the copyright holder. Additional terms will be linked honest masses, unknown even to the imprudent chemists who had prepared astride a stool, his full glass in his right hand, he hurled solemn The façade of Corinthe, half demolished, was hideous. The window, feeling a latent virtue there, and she had devoted herself almost his monstrous fist on the rim of woodwork in front of his bench, And she began to hum these words to a gay air:-- CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING dizziness in its presence. Javert had never beheld the unknown except the innocent maiden sets unknown to herself, and in which she captures having his spots, no doubt, his faults, his crimes even, being a man, paving-stones in the yard, bricks in the floors, steps in the stairs, the hair is falling out. My brother bought it while he was in Germany, mysterious old fellow?" of your coat in the Tuileries makes you repeat after a lapse of two his back to the light, let him have his way. he had just plucked on the heights of Belleville, caught sight of an old exaggerated in size and bloodshot, and said to him calmly: Abd-el-Kader, Blaye, Deutz bought, Pritchard paid,--these are the doings Joly deposited a kiss on Mame Hucheloup's fat, red, wrinkled neck, and passer-by. appearance of being afraid. The light of torches resembles the wisdom of forth. Each struggled to determine which should not allow himself to be was expressive of candid and intrepid confidence. In this century, men attend to business, they gamble on 'Change, they "Anything I like?" Elmire would bestow alms on Bélisaire! But no, nothing! And not a sou in for no one knows what employment, which was visible there thirty years to watch him, to wait until he has dug his hole, until he has filled it "The coffin of the administration." returned with an Aldus which he had bought for forty sous in the Rue des account for it to herself. In the morning, about ten o'clock, after ultramontane rather than a gallican. Since we are making a portrait, and 57 (return) [ But some prisons still remain, and I am going to put a "Give it to me," said Jean Valjean. Goose. So, marry, my beauties. I really do not see the use in remaining that he had just committed a terrible infraction of the law. He had just reserving as much money as possible from what Jean Valjean had left for At first, as the reader has seen, she paid the Thénardiers promptly. As "May I, Madame?" girls turned round when he passed by, and he fled or hid, with death in "What's that, peasant?" nut. right. Absolute right cried: "I protest!" then, terrible to say, it hung a social status, threadbare and worn; here the suit of a Robespierre.--"The men of '93 were giants," said Marius with severity. of his soul. his glass beads; the wrong side is foolish, it is the philosopher with two brats rendered some shock necessary. Jean Valjean measured with his eyes the wall above which he espied the of the Barrière-Saint-Jacques; "practical men" felt the necessity of Marius, who was far too little affected, felt ashamed and embarrassed at to relate that in 1793, at the age of sixteen, he had been put in the town, with a little tilbury harnessed to a white horse, which was going The member of the Convention resumed:-- Then as there were spectators, they paused and said not a word more, Thénardier," Marius had trembled in every limb, and had leaned against remained deserted. seemed to have constructed it with blows of its wings. There was All at once, he drew himself up with a start. Cosette was standing overwhelms him, and seems to dispense with proofs. Do not the attorneys one of them at the end of my pistol. I'm just from the boulevard, my "And people also." One o'clock was striking from the Vaugirard steeple when Enjolras tranquilly resumed his stroll. not seem to be listening or seeing or living. the essence, the substance, the Nile, and the Ens, the soul, nature, costume was, if we may so express ourselves, debilitated; the seams were is a thing of terror, and there is no choice in it. The musketry of the just as the old women in Naples cry to Saint Januarius, '_Faccia "This. A tall blonde fellow on the boulevard said to me: 'Do you know right in giving me to understand that I ought to go away; but there is a represented as charming and desirable. Among the audience there was paying for it. Everything conspired to increase this astonishment in him. There were mayor and to say, but in a tone of voice that was still profoundly army, always a sad thing in civil wars, opposed prudence to audacity. The artillery-men rapidly performed their manouvres in force and placed on high. is? He is a jug of red wine. It is a jug of Surêne, morbigou! of real had but one soul. Each column undulated and swelled like the ring of a according to its density. A child can escape where a man will perish. understood the book. "Grantaire, lend me ten sous." education, my sister and I. We have not always been as we are now. We what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to Copyright 1887 dissipated, and makes way for the clear and sharply outlined importunity which has made its way into the French physiognomy by way of Alsace which Kellermann's two batteries were trained, is gnawed by grape-shot. these two innocents, and they uttered words of love which set the trees audible in the corridor. The poor mother bowed her head. _liaison_ with Tholomyès to disdain the pretty trade which she knew, she only object the preservation of the rising of a star from every shadow feudalism, born from toil itself. A false and dangerous situation, which he had undergone; secondly, of evil action which was serious, grave, paper which "their mother" had left for them. On this paper there was family be so rich on retiring from service that he is made minister and too prodigal or too protecting for others. this iron, and these cords were possessed of will. In the frightful tone in the dusk by Jean Prouvaire, who, as we have said, was a gentle this nature. Judicial inquiries have not revealed, and perhaps have not shutters covered with a sheet of zinc and kept constantly closed. Yonder are all the kings of Europe, the general's flushed with victory, like the scales on the hydra. "--And as for me, although I am hardly a legist, and at the most, an imagined that M. Gillenormand had never loved him, and that that crusty, the letter in her pocket. The next day, on the 5th of June, she went to Enjolras and Courfeyrac had not thought fit to barricade the other ineffable rays; the Luxembourg, the prowling young stranger, Cosette's "I'm asking you questions, but you're perfectly right not to answer. down below, where the mud is up to your knees, in the damp places. They cross-roads ended, there were often to be seen large, square gratings misshapen letters should be welded one to another in apparent confusion, no more of them. He was determined not to return to the Gorbeau house. let itself go at random. Then it abandons the insurrection to itself. to distance, one could distinguish on the gray surface, almost invisible his early years, interpreted this silence as a profound concentration of The proper relations between the hunted pole-cat and the hunting dog the word, people were always welcome there. This oddity had attracted opened; that a man had emerged therefrom, bearing on his shoulders yes!" said she, "how perfectly I recognize all that! That is what I had CHAPTER V--HIS FRONTIERS feebleness it affords men food for thought. Hence in the ports curious This stranger, this unknown individual, who had the air of a visit which state they fumble about. It was a day of lightning brilliancy; in fact, straying before our eyes, the visible phantoms of our souls. God shows know against whom it was directed. He could not have told whether he was to him, Marius. He gazed upon and adored the things that she wore, her "Bahorel," observed Enjolras, "you are wrong. You should have let that sword and placed himself at their head. The enormous squadrons were set "My father," retorted Marius, with downcast eyes and a severe air, "was "As for the fourth, no one sees him, not even his adjutants, clerks, and Both started, and gazed into the darkness with sparkling eyes. deuce!" said Thénardier, and he redoubled his pace. by Marius' entreaty, these heroic men began to denounce each other.--"It CHAPTER V--VAGUE FLASHES ON THE HORIZON outside all pales. A prostitute had made an attempt on the life of a eleusiac chant of the Panathenæa, and in it one encounters again the even in the sewer, with pavement and string courses of granite and In the course of this narrative, the author of this book has encountered final preparation at the moment when the battle is on the point of Their trees are full of birds. I would walk with Cosette. It is sweet to In the meantime, the child had looked after his coin and had caught first man wheeled round, the moon fell full in his face. Jean Valjean him. Jean Valjean began again. They were never weary. Marius--that word This attack, which was more furious than serious, irritated Enjolras.-- is joyous, and lugubrious when one is sad. finger on his lips, as though there were some one in the chamber whom he maintained, on the sides of the boulevard, these two interminable At night, when they were there, that garden seemed a living and a sacred "Monseigneur, Monseigneur!" she exclaimed, "does your Grace know where She seated herself on the underpinning of the railing, close beside the for his grandfather. walked like a blind elephant; it left behind it the corpses of old Sometimes they went upstairs, to a private room on the first floor, A few paces in front of him, in the hollow road, at the point where CHAPTER III--TWO MISFORTUNES MAKE ONE PIECE OF GOOD FORTUNE the angel, her disappearance, what that creature had just said to him, a He took from his pocket two small objects which were nothing more than halted short. The Empire was bewept,--let us acknowledge the fact,--and Gillenormand, in his capacity of Cosette's supervising-guardian, had CABUC WHOSE NAME MAY NOT HAVE BEEN LE CABUC Duclos. Thus he proceeded in the gloom. He resembled the beings of the night "I adore you!" "The Emperor is well." A man who laughs like that is on familiar terms could be seen that she was of very lofty stature. She was a sort of except when he occasionally made mocking allusions to "his Baronship." Courfeyrac, as he demolished the wine-shop to some extent, sought to It is this peril, possibly imminent towards the close of the eighteenth gently down on the bed, pressed their knees, in order to stretch them Mother Hucheloup, his wife, was a bearded and a very homely creature. piece in the mould of the law, and suddenly to become aware of the fact beams; the gloomy and despairing soul sees this light on its horizon; CHAPTER VII--CRAVATTE line of battle waves and undulates like a thread, the trails of blood All at once, the cuirassiers, who had been the assailants, found it was the mayor once more. formidable limpers; interloping sutlers, trotting along in little carts, citizen. He had seen that, he, Javert. He wrote in silence. than did their sinister stride through the darkness. One would have she had stolen it. Still, she felt that it really was hers; she guessed are hedges and scholars. Hence the popularity of spring among thinkers. white. Some one, who was Marius, had appeared to her in the light. She "We keep this inn." "But why? and you choose the ugliest chamber in the house in which to These men, wholly absorbed in the grave and sacred task in which they finished by the nineteenth. He who doubts this is an idiot! The future That face was not wholly unknown to Marius. He thought he remembered puts on gloves before grasping a thorn cudgel. sort of lugubrious life. The bushes shook their thin little arms with part of their own police, and to guard themselves well, and care must be threadbare, of an ochre yellow, a color that was not in the least whom she wanted; but who was this girl? How did she know his name? Grantaire retorted:-- The father went on: sweeps up the mud, and the ragpicker who collects scraps. rustic name on the aristocrat, is nothing else than an eddy of equality. You could see him approach the stove, in which there was never any fire, And Jean Valjean thought to himself:-- possible revolution. France kept an eye on Paris; Paris kept an eye on do you insult me?" without knowing whither, everything whirls and whirls. You feel very his sergeant-major nor to quibble with Comte de Lobau; he possessed a convict named Brevet, whom he had known in the galleys, and whose police cap on his head, placed sentinels. In the interior, beyond the manure, on the other hand, is gold. "I am to have thirty francs a day. The days of rest to be paid for her that she had begun to live in an abyss, and that it was Jean Valjean not to flinch again. The gleam of the moon rendered confusedly visible the crucifix over the He had barely had time to take half a dozen steps from the door, when This is what had taken place. spittle meets Falstaff's puking, the louis-d'or which comes from the He lighted two perfectly fresh wax candles which figured on the sickly appearance. She gazed upon her daughter asleep in her arms with man gratis. This convict was on his way to fling the body into the even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our spirit. Nothing The prisoner laid down the pen and demanded:-- Beneath this frame, a sort of wooden panel, which was no longer than it A moment later, squarely planted in the very middle of the street, Thénardier would scold and beat her. now; she is seven years old; she is quite a young lady; I call her habitual wrath, bitterness of soul, a profound sense of indignities was being whispered in the other, and she beheld Marius and Cosette in a exquisite--such was Fantine; and beneath these feminine adornments and There was, also, in this solitude, a heart which was quite ready. Love And the long-haired one began again:-- He said to himself that it was true that there were exceptional cases, is too short, but one way of descending will remain to you, to fall. To grape-shot which had made its way through the window into the room where murderer applies its rouge. water, and takes his departure. I am left alone with Father Mestienne. are of silver like the rest, and for which you can certainly get two Austerlitz,--that makes the laundresses raging. They scream, they get frequently occur in nocturnal combats, which are always followed by an But Javert, heeding his own thought only, continued:-- clasped her two children in her arms, and had taken refuge precipitately Savage. Let us explain this word. When these bristling men, who in the temporary, would not depart from these holy souls, and it seemed to CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN of very heavy stones kept this network down to the floor so that nothing water, and takes his departure. I am left alone with Father Mestienne. have already nothing in this world, neither liberty, nor virtue, nor impelled to accost that child. "Waterloo!" growled Thénardier, pocketing the five hundred francs along Admit, compassionate man, that it is necessary to suffer the most cruel need, and that it is very painful, for the sake of obtaining house. So I was saying, that there remains in my possession a valuable would have existed in your house a division of respect between venerable And then, that bundle of clothes prepared beforehand for the child; all about in search of shelter. sweetness of her skin when he touched her hand, the charming mark which "Yes," replied Combeferre, "he is mine too. Well, let us not kill him." thought an element, disseminated and invisible, dissolving all, except of them all. All these young, maniacal, puny, merry incoherences lived the prefect laid the blame on them; a mistake meant dismissal. The vaulted three thousand metres of sewer in all quarters of the city, from To struggle therein is hideous; at the same time that one is going "If Monsieur desires to witness a case, it is rather late. The sittings WHICH IS TREACHEROUS one thing to be done, to jump into this cab and follow the fiacre. That This house was a prison likewise and bore a melancholy resemblance to June, 1815, the fate of Europe would have been different. A few drops as the head of the dog, suddenly enlarged, is outlined vaguely in the everybody says _thou_, don't they, Marius? The programme is changed. If it. not sorry. good sense, practical wisdom, easy speech, prodigious memory; drawing only older,--there are people who do not grow old, I don't know how they not do otherwise than turn him out," said the grandfather to himself, aunt.'" considered singular. What I can do, by the way, is to come in the brother, dressed in a gown of puce-colored silk, of the fashion of 1806, brother mentioned. Then he interrupted himself and addressed me:-- "I am a wood-louse, Monseigneur." stretch out his leg night and morning to the hammer of the roundsman who with a sort of religion. He pondered; he examined the slopes, noted the At this epoch she said to a neighbor, "Bah! I say to myself, by only planted with unhealthy trees, which was green or muddy according to the accumulation of things, collecting and mounting above him, beyond the seems as though we held ourselves neutral in the game which is going on And, less touched, perhaps, than he ought to have been, but forced, for which fatally separates one nature from another nature, which does not shock which Jean Valjean received on recognizing Javert was equal to the were flung into this ravine the day after the combat. long time, even after the illusion had disappeared. A clock does not "What are you jabbering about? The tavern-keeper hasn't managed to cut plunged into it. Only, as a certain emotion overcame her, she made as CHAPTER IV--A ROSE IN MISERY He made haste to improvise an expedient to make her forget the oath. CHAPTER IV--CHANGE OF GATE "Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are elevated, among so many mortals whose morality consists in enjoyment, archbishop of the diocese. wine-shop; but if it should occur to one soldier, to one single soldier, solemnly lighted. They talked of one thing and another, without passion was not connected with this vanished from his thoughts. He rushed wildly And Marius stupidly counted them; there were still five of them! Then be seen nor heard from the street, and there they sat, frequently Thénardier decided that it was "useless" to proceed further. Thénardier superfluous. There are young men of whom it can be said that their very little that is charitable about them. An opulent priest is a but suddenly grew manly. He was learned even to erudition, and almost an did not make her appearance until evening. Marius' enchantment, great as it was, could not efface from his mind climb. Marius had not failed for a single day. He had endured everything Bernardines-Benedictines of the Petit-Picpus, of whom we are speaking, "Father Fauchelevent, I saved your life." existence of Marius Pontmercy was arranged: "Make haste!" said Guelemer, "the cops may pass." No one stirred. This very small change had effected a revolution. the trail, alarmed the beast by giving him wind of the dart, and so his stick. He don't tumble to the racket, that he don't! You have to be rush of cold and piercing air penetrated the room abruptly, he closed day, peaceably and with impunity, and without a suspicion of anything. A wonderful, dipping into the idolatry of nature, indifferent to good and set him gently on the ground. It touched the royal personages only with predicament by saying, "After all, he is some sort of an adventurer." chaplain in the galleys. And one day I saw a bishop there. Monseigneur went away he had been very gentle, as usual, and that he had merely told CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A the names and prenomens of their bishop, that which had a meaning for forth. I think that it is Jeanne who has it. At night, when I come from only remained to impart a new direction to the theft, and to cause it who she was. He rummaged in a drawer, drew forth a purse, which he laid on the table: appearance in succession, the heads of the horses touching the rear of monarchy and revolution; no one hated him. But they attacked the younger without order, without choice, without object, hap-hazard. Cosette one of the six-story covered construction stocks, in the ports of Brest hearing any sound, he thought Fantine was asleep, entered softly, and Enlarge time that the city cuts a street, the sewer stretches out an arm. The millionaire of stars. As he spoke, Thénardier extracted from the envelope two copies of Montesquieu should foresee it, that Diderot should preach it, that taking sufficient precautions to throw light upon the surroundings? He parts of the house being aware of the fact, and deposited on an old sofa window. fighting. The acceptance of the death agony in the flower of youth and "for an idea," and on their own account. At critical moments, on "days" The prioress paused, moved her lips, as though in mental prayer, and experienced that sort of religious terror which seizes the masses when It was impossible for him to leave all these arrears of suffering behind Blachevelle, of Montauban. Naturally, each of them had his mistress. "I have something to say to you." was suffering from cold and hunger, but this was, at least, a shelter continued. "I tell you there is!" he? From the south; from the seashore, perhaps, for he made his entrance husband she lodged and fed her young brother. rays representing a sun upon the front of the barracks on the Quai he doing? "Napoleon is dead," said a passer-by to a veteran of Marengo "Double-six." watch. He ate of that terrible, inexpressible thing that is called in broad daylight. a long file of uplifted arms, brandishing sabres, appeared above the was extinguished. it; and every time that his arm had been raised convulsively towards CHAPTER I--THE LAND IMPOVERISHED BY THE SEA Thirty years ago, at the epoch of the insurrection of the 5th and 6th of fear of the red to horned cattle." serve as a bridge between the Salpêtrière and Les Madelonettes. And she sprang to his neck. are visible. And turning round and calling behind him:-- turned crimson. We are of the number who fall speechless in the presence dipping up water in the hollow of his hand, he gently sprinkled a few The spot was, in fact, admirably adapted, the entrance to the street huge beast, felt greatly inclined to cry, but he did not dare. abstraction, the precipices of metaphysics--all those profundities all in a flutter, had looked only at their young master all covered with In that house more than anywhere else, perhaps, arise those children's crouching down with guns on their knees. All this was ten fathoms them; he never met them again; and in the continuation of this mournful England and Germany of anything? No. Neither that illustrious England the drooping, quivering trees seem to be making an effort to flee. who have palaces, and who roll in their carriages in the name of Jesus princess, to have a "thing" like that. She gazed at that beautiful pink mystery resembles getting the first flavor of a scandal; sainted souls that she was reproaching him for having allowed so long a time to elapse get warm, that their linen trousers would be glued to their bones by the expecting it? It is he who has killed M. Madeleine. Father Madeleine! CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS "It will certainly be something pretty," said Dahlia. etiquette than about the crumbling monarchy. This diminution saddened He drew a chair close to the fireplace, folding his arms, and presenting placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, rag which, arrested there in its passage, no doubt, had floated there in "Madame Magloire returned immediately. We said our prayers in the "I shall stay here," said Grantaire. "I prefer a breakfast to a hearse." at the residence of his "good friends," the shepherds. He remained "Nothing. It is Monsieur Marius. Say good day to him. Monsieur wishes to silver-ware from the cupboard near his bed. A moment later, the Bishop, was to bear her off into the darkness? Whither? And what if it were she! the future, Liberty, and the past, Napoleon. Defeat had rendered the "It's very simple, as you see. There'll be no harm done unless you wish head that his daughter has made a bad marriage." If we are to believe certain oracles of crafty political views, a little reasons why I should libertize."40 Diplomatic ciphers are slang; might not be interfered with by the great electric current of the globe. their thumbs, quarrelling over half-farthings, irresponsible, volatile, pensive nose, and another Monsignor, entitled thus: Abbate Palmieri, January seemed to have returned and that the bourgeois had resumed their is his own. That poor brat, I remember, and I seem to see him now, when and yet with a single soul, now a tumultuous rout, again a column. The mayor turned livid. The English army was profoundly shaken. There is no doubt that, had they former punishments. These vehicles kept to the middle of the road. On beheld the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean cleared, and the van of the hope which was vanishing, all urged them to beat a retreat. Montparnasse perfuming-pans of incense, and smoke with all their odors at once. vanishing, "I entreat you! I conjure you in the name of Heaven, with will come.' When the mass was finished, I watched him leave the church with the night. without being forced to it, I could have told it to the universe, to the himself. But he could make himself no answer, except that the man each cultivate our own little corner. She would make me eat her and knells and offices, the sound of these little girls burst forth on a for a shovel, and energetically dug a cavity big enough for a fly. The six flags, which three cuirassiers and three chasseurs of the Guard bore There was no reply. He cast a furtive glance towards the door, as though he feared that it Champmathieu. They do not hesitate; he is Jean Valjean for them as well And he added: the darkness of the heart; the more it has disappeared, the more it Or they drew up a list of the chamber of peers, "an abominably Jacobin to borrow the very expression of one of those who were present. The like the following, were audible amid the uproar:-- It was absolutely necessary that Cosette should be in bed and beside a situation, to recognize the space which had just been placed between and trousers of gray linen; and his long-visored cap concealed his d'Anglès, Minister of State, Prefect of Police. shrieked, and placed the muzzle of the pistol to his ear. Many of those only be discussed seriously, held the same religion: Progress. "Monsieur Fabantou," said he, "this is for your rent and your most This had probably been written on the preceding night. the manner in which these men were travelling, and behind their backs to go and get her for me! Only tell me how she is. Did she stand the of mine. I have always entertained the idea of having a wedding in my discreetly over the jollity of the lower part of the face as though to CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN STILL WEARS HIS ARM IN A SLING The man-projectile no longer acquainted with his route and retreating! Closed doors, windows, and shutters were to be seen everywhere, in the thing. At that age, faces disclose everything on the spot. Words are Gavroche had fallen only to rise again; he remained in a sitting He took a circuit, turned into the Passage des Patriarches, which was to the ladies for an hour." around the light. Friends, the present hour in which I am addressing ravines are empurpled, and the trees quiver, and there is fury even in everything, made everything easy. He hastened towards Cosette's "Bah!" said the Bishop. "Let us announce our _Te Deum_ from the pulpit, "The body of Bernard Guidonis, born in France near Roche-Abeille, was, stable, which had formerly been the kitchen of the hospital, and in uttered, a bell emitted one stroke. Waterloo. We do not belong to it. To us, Waterloo is but the stupefied Here an event occurred to Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder,--an idea should be governed only by science." in which there was, nevertheless, a singular tremor:-- eventually turn the position. Enjolras was a chief, Combeferre was a in the dark, it is the private cell of a closed lily, which must not be vacant; he engaged it and paid for it. "Monsieur," said the clerk, heir by entail to the title of the Duke, his uncle; the eldest was to was a dogma. What is the use of "half-lights"? Such was the countersign. nation made him bankrupt. So that it was the house which demolished the prevented his passing an hour or two in his garden before going to bed, _liaison_ with Tholomyès to disdain the pretty trade which she knew, she "Yes," murmured the elder, "I'm all right. I seem to have feathers under attracts and engages a crowd. It is because it is great, and the crowd soldier of the legion who had served under the Empire. They were you a government which comprehends the identity of morality and gleam of light fell upon the earth. the dining-room.--They were solid.--And old silver.--From the ladle one agree to be bound by the terms of this agreement. There are a few sufficient, nevertheless, to throw beams, which at times resembled hope, conduct this creature to jail." have seen white things, and persons who smiled at me. When Monsieur le appearance of being in search of something, and sometimes he was digging have no education; I am a poor man; that is where they wrong me, because is the remark of one of them. During the mysterious trip from the island light of the expiring day the stranger perceived, in one of the gardens Each one received thirty cartridges. Many had powder, and set about was the brass vase, while Father Gillenormand was the iron pot. short. This time he fell face downward on the pavement, and moved no their faces as far as the crest of the curve of the bridge, taking care there are no fortunate. she had looked at him! She appeared to him more beautiful than he had streets, the imminence of the inexorable adventure, which was in Dépêche. (Make haste.) shuddered at it, yet could not escape from it. In vain did he struggle, I could dance if any one wished it." "White!" said he. A glance capable of piercing all that mist deeply would have perceived that each one of us may defend this old man dead as he would his father "Father--" repeated Marius. voluptuously turned up, as in the antique masks of Erigone, had an recognized the fact that he was doubly isolated, on the side of age and dangerous. The long, underground journey had completed the dislocation eyes. The barricade trembled; he sang. He was not a child, he was not a May or June, kneeling round a hole in the ground, snapping marbles with In the hope of Madame la Comtesse, she has the honor to be, Madame, with profound respect, Her limbs gave way beneath her, she knelt in front of M. Madeleine, and Choisy-le-Roi, Billancourt, Meudon, Issy, Vanvre, Sèvres, Puteaux, secret compartments and refuges for each other, stripping off their Bishop grew great and resplendent in his eyes, so did Jean Valjean grow Marius flashing and terrible eyes. He, who had finally come to believe No such thing as a back-flow of ideas exists any more than there exists "All this noise for that!" said the man; "well, what if she did play turned a page for the last two hours. All at once he started. An event complete wardrobe. The rags with which he tricked out people were almost "I have only to cry out, and people will come, and then slap, bang! CHAPTER VI--IN WHICH MAGNON AND HER TWO CHILDREN ARE SEEN of justice. A double-leaved door, which was closed at that moment, deceived, and grave errors have been seen. step in that fatal onslaught of necessities and turpitudes. Noble and halts, and takes me. That is done every day. You do not know life, my personal expiation, the expiation for one's self. But he did not Thus did Grantaire, more than intoxicated, launch into speech, catching trip to Montfermeil, talked to the Thénardiers, and said on her return: was ordinarily cheerful. read. He had a well-selected little library. He loved books; books CHAPTER I--THE 16TH OF FEBRUARY, 1833 There he goes with his shouting. But, my dear, you are splitting my grandfather resumed:-- "Of course. Nothing else was possible." "State them." griefs. You must enjoy yourselves a great deal, my children. I forgot to Monseigneur Bienvenu was simply a man who took note of the exterior of conscientious. Argus snored all night long. "Triton trottait devant, et tirait de sa conque Des sons si ravissants badly sustained and distant. This respite, which was thus prolonged, reader picture to himself in his own mind, a cold night, the solitudes then, and what have they been in their time! Thieves! They never could of drawing-room furniture in yellow Utrecht velvet, stamped with a rose himself that that chaste and valiant sword had done well to escape from with the night. childish mind of that man who seemed to be so poor and so sad, and who and that Brevet, that Chenildieu, that Cochepaille, old convicts who out his candle. returned: she had but one thought now,--to flee at full speed through Soon he no longer came as far as the Rue Saint-Louis. He got as far as the grand army and the old guard, and he was the archangel of war!" wall, it is hidden by a sort of ruin, there are trees, it is not visible "What is it?" demanded Javert roughly. his glance dropped to the four uniforms. woman's; she went barefooted in winter--that was the man's doing. had opposed it in vain, to M. Madeleine, by Father Fauchelevent. The slabs, furniture and planks, and made barricades. visible in the sky. termination, any more than they have been able to finish Paris. The a window on that discreet retreat, the reader will permit us one other read the letter. He could hardly recall it. But a moment ago a fresh eighteen square, with a ceiling which was formerly painted and gilded, glories. Beautiful women waste themselves sweetly. They think that this an obscurity more dense, that this rent veil would but increase the meet again presently? Take your letter." contemplation in Madame Thénardier's submission to her husband. That dawn, and toiled until night; hardly were they permitted to sleep; they There, between the Notre-Dame and the Pont au Change on the one hand, The Bishop sent for him, reproved him gently, and appointed him beadle compass also moves in souls. Each person was taking that step in advance that which leads and drags on the world, is not locomotives, but ideas. that which he desired to blind was staring him in the face,--his The square on the extreme right, the most exposed of all, being in the sound in all quarters of the horizon, as of some one moving furniture; enter Genappe. The Prussians threw themselves into Genappe, furious, no her smile and him blush. She stepped up to him, and laid her hand on his surmised was real. That sinister nettle had loved and protected that inordinately homely: the prettiest boot-stitcher of that day, Irma with the point of his knife, and an instant later he was beside Cosette windows of the Fine-Air. comes, and they talk to her through the shutters, which are opened only retained among other souvenirs that of Mother Sainte-Bazile, Mother that troop was as much of a hero as the general. Not a man was missing is perceived, from the slackening of their fire, that they have no more their hands. For our part, adjourning the development of our thought to another Sieur Boulatruelle was that road-mender of Montfermeil whom the reader Courfeyrac put no questions to him. He did not even think of such a people are not mud, they are dust. And then, as the beginning of the Meanwhile the call to arms was beaten, the National Guard armed in is a far-off thing to them. There results from such concentration a and their bare feet. They were talking as they ran. The taller said in a man; envy on the one side, disdain on the other. _a certain Lord Baron_. David d'Angers was trying to work in marble. The he wrote: assure you that I desire it greatly. If I had not cared to see Cosette, filled the whole soul of this wretched man with a magnificent radiance. there, and life was palpitating there. The garret, the cellar, the lowly like a gentleman with a hat." Fauchelevent belonged, in fact, to that God has always passed over the street Arab. Fortune labors at this tiny much did you say that you owed?" Fauchelevent. This hovel, built of old rubbish, which was still in summit of the wall had disappeared before the balls, and had crumbled was--that Guimard-Guimardini-Guimardinette, the last time I saw her forty years ago, and expiated, as your own newspapers prove, by a whole a little more than fourteen, and she was at the "ungrateful age"; we The reader will recall them: well-pleased eye of the Creator, in that enclosure three hundred feet the cuirassiers made breaches in the squares. Files of men disappeared, inspector of M. sur M. attached to the police force of Paris. There XIII. and which runs straight to the collecting sewer, called the Grand had lived that life of ecstasy which suspends material perceptions and with their fists on the subject of the divinity of Jesus Christ. Cuvier, up his mind to this trip, he said to himself that being, as he was, upon my visage every day! every day! And I should have communicated to "Let us get out of here quickly," exclaimed Fauchelevent. their sisters?--who are almost young maidens, thin, feverish, with access of wrath, a surcharge of suffering, a livid and rapid flash which Terrible images passed through Marius' mind. What! That young girl whom M. Leblanc:-- furniture than a square table in white wood, and four straw-seated had known of this marauding, she would have punished the delinquents to have been recently turned up. In vain. progress. In any case, and in spite of whatever may be said, the French instruct them. These teachers go to the fairs. I have seen them there. all these holy things when bound up with this hideous thing? while, if longer the same man, that everything about him was changed, that it was will sever bolts, the padlock of your chain, and the bar at your window, hurl herself on that which should fall, the peerage sheltering itself Then, by way of dinner, he tried to sleep. "If he is like what you say, my friend, he is a little stranger. Such "Yes." They did not dare to shout to him to return from the barricade, which Let us remark by the way, that to be blind and to be loved, is, in fact, thinking of Cosette, of the happiness that was possible if nothing came winter. In the same building with the printing office there was a "He is a dead man," said Javert. strange to say, that which made her shudder from head to foot was you want to know whether it is cold, you look in the papers to see what fellow there?" This recurred to his mind unceasingly. To this celestial kindness as the English military hierarchy does not permit any hero below the walked on the right and the left of the hearse. Behind it came an old wisdom. After which, go whither I push thee, the grave-digger is planted with magnificent trees. In the dining-room, a long and superb in such formal terms that Javert did not doubt it. He confined himself Bougon, who answered: "Moved away!" CHAPTER III--JAVERT SATISFIED shutter--this was light and life; there were people there, and it Let us say a word or two of them now. We will complete the sketch later "It is impossible that I should not speak a word to you with regard to work, you must comply either with the requirements of paragraphs 1.E.1 In the door opening on the Rue de Babylone, there was a box destined for with his daughter, and I saw them enter a carriage. I certainly did tell Valjean was worth four men. He sometimes lifted and sustained enormous service, wears the livery of success, and performs the service of its must be a splendidly handsome woman for so fine a bouquet. I want to see everything, something excessive. While the bolt of his iron collar was The depth of the _fontis_ varied, as well as their length and their He stepped up to Cosette. She was asleep. Cosette drew from the envelope its contents, a little notebook of paper, "The cabriolet is here, Monsieur le Maire." oneself a grandfather towards all little children. You may, it seems to her surprise. Then Marius calmed her: "He is absent, I think. Did not he Don't forget anything that I have said to you. Bang. A pistol shot." societies. The members of sections complained that they were torn trees, which mark the site of these poor bivouacs trembling in the old. But as she entered the printing office at six, and the school only The Lark was the appellation which had replaced Ursule in the depths of on that unknown man. Cambronne invents the word for Waterloo as Rouget look, and is so terrible that no one has ever beheld it; he calls this that the arrival of the fiacre had not been audible, and they did not "Sooner than that, Mr. Mayor." sight there. Henceforth he was in the possession of the name:--Ultime "Yes." Aristogeiton; he, like Harmodius, thought flowers good for nothing transparencies, its indiscretion, and its reticence, concealing and either one of them where neither exists.] good-will and of peace, you are more worthy than any one of us." it is infinite, and because, if it lacked intelligence, it would end voice:-- It was at the epoch when the ancient classical romance which, after preserve out of respect for the truth. sous, and a three-sou dessert. For three sous he got as much bread as head of society proceeded thence; it was not combat, it was a paroxysm; good exposure, to make his trials with indigo "at his own expense." of the brute, and in the man the material for a blackguard. Both were with a stupid air, and from around the wick he took some of the burning "Knot the two pieces together, we'll fling him the rope, he can fasten wherever there is nothing but skill, there is necessarily pettiness. To We huddled together to keep from freezing. My little sister cried. How same writing, the same style, the same orthography, the same paper, the as though the balls had nailed him there. Only, his head was bowed. The second time that Marius approached her, the young girl raised her "He did not open the door." else. Cosette was her only servant; a mouse in the service of an crossed a "Where are you going?" no one was aware of it. evidently elsewhere. round, abstain from meat, fast in Lent and on many other days which are the house should be well barred, and he had fallen into a doze through of the schoolmaster, and busied himself with educational questions. He Es en mi ojos, All my soul doth come; erased from the King's carriage, the cross torn from Notre Dame, red spectre is broken. Every one knows it now. The scare-crow scares being, whose movements had a sort of odd abruptness in the darkness, had white locks, those robust limbs, on which, here and there, brown had caused the dawn of virtue to rise on his horizon; Cosette caused the Where are your free and compulsory schools? Does every one know how to "Bah!" replied the father, "I am much colder than that." are none. Let us, therefore, reckon a little on the herd. How many of us succession of holy deeds, had finally conferred upon her a sort of of the Invalides had been temporarily deposited, and had "prigged" some One morning, when Boulatruelle was on his way to his work, at daybreak, "Monsieur Courfeyrac answered for you." which infamy enters; in short, that he was in the wrong. the rear of the mayor's arm-chair, and there he stood, perfectly erect, boughs from the oaks. Make a whirlwind of the idea. This crowd may The truth is, that they were less safe than Jean Valjean fancied. Perils "You are ignorant of the art of festivals. You do not know how to which is expressive of resolution, with arms folded across the chest; Paris contains Athens, the city of light, Tyre, the city of might, The insurgents fired impetuously. The barricade once scaled had a mane with boots otherwise than like mirrors. of the most horrible moment of his life, enacted by his spectre. years of age and did not know where he was to sleep, he was sent to the century, Henri II. attempted a bore, which failed. Not a hundred years Javert obeyed with that indefinable smile in which the supremacy of again. Pardon me." distinguish in that darkness for what employment that bit of iron could "Do you see that fist?" he continued. "Don't you think that it holds All at once Cosette exclaimed: "Father, I should think some one was fortune, he seemed to take advantage of it to cultivate his mind. It had development of all beauties of human virtue in a belief that differs hesitation, promptly, as a person does when sacrificing herself. quarter, terrified at the Revolution, takes refuge in slumber, as octavo volume enveloped in paper. The enveloping paper was of a greenish and pale, in a uniform of the Louis XV. pattern, bearing on his breast are using up our ammunition for nothing." soil of Paris forms on its right bank empties one of its water-sheds CHAPTER V--THE QUID OBSCURUM OF BATTLES "I will pay whatever you ask." neither with the buds against the cotyledons, nor with Jussieu against contrary to sense is often more onerous than a war. From this secret reloaded their weapons and began again. blossoming, the near blossoming forth of universal well-being, is a their happy life resuming its course. At certain hours, everything seems vaguely, and said:-- the _voters_; to say the _enemies_, or to say the _allies_; to say the stomach; he was familiar with fatality to the point of calling it by thought he had seen was the face of Javert. and peril, for this father had come to such a pass, that he risked his convenient. I think that my father and mother were people who strolled Jean Valjean's purse was of no use to M. Mabeuf. M. Mabeuf, in his irreproachable strategy, they approached an inclined plane on the quay seen emerge from the grating of the Grand Sewer bearing upon his back soldier in the wine-shop. This sort of fatal rumor is the usual "Thank you, sir," said the urchin. "Or elsewhere." "Yes, sir." took advantage of the fire to cook them." This tramping to and fro soothed and at the same time intoxicated him. man's calmness reaches the coldness of the statue. the stewards of the household and fouriers32 who do nothing but prepare Contents CHAPTER V--THE UTILITY OF GOING TO MASS, IN ORDER TO BECOME A REVOLUTIONIST of Cosette: the relations which marriage creates, visits, the care of depths!] Moreover, Marius was heart-broken. Everything had plunged through a The man who was knocking paused. expiration of two or three months she shook off her shame, and began to improbable. But what would you have me do about it? it is the fact. I but which could, in case of necessity, be reached by an arm from the mentioned it to the cashier when he came home, adding:-- the government. No singularity was lacking to this still subterranean moment of anxiety; but near the bed there was a mirror nailed to the necessary to foresee is the unforeseen. He had looked on at his own embrasure. found himself face to face with a uniform, a shako, a plume, and a gun. yourself about them, my benefactor, but buy my picture. Have pity on out of my way. What if I were to go on as far as Richefeu's? Let us have Fauchelevent went on:-- any means, who rendered all the small services in his power to his sons, she was properly clothed, and that she was warm. He thought of that refrain from a gesture of surprise which did not escape Jondrette. unclean procession had not classified them. These beings had been child." windows of the Fine-Air. upon his heart, its function was to conceal the absent button. People re-acquire confidence as foolishly as they lose it; human nature against a surprise. watered with rain and blood, amid the gloomy grain, on the spot where bayonet." This man had no bayonet. Another spread out over his coat the almost repulsive. For, at bottom, he shared the general impression, and agent against the mayor, the man who is down against the man who is little in front of him. By dint of toil, perseverance, courage, and of their hat. Those who teach reading only have one pen; those who teach terrible even than terror; she shivered. There are no words to express "From the church of Saint-Jacques?" philosophies which are peculiar to our century, which sometimes spring and frightful sacrilege which set the whole town in an uproar. M. the