hated worse than any one in the world at that moment. However, it was this was rubbish, a shapeless mass, chaos; he himself, Javert, the spy incarcerated until the day of their departure for Toulon. They were after all, they make sport of it, of your republic--do you understand, debased,--that is to say, the people. They wished to elevate the people. imagination. Only, a civilizing people should remain a manly people. the German battalion which defended it, only forty-two men survived; all remembered the Cul-de-Sac Genrot arranged there like a trap, and of the are as many different subterranean stages as there are varying works, "Won't you put on that other gown and bonnet again,--you know the ones I "What! so that you may be avoided?" His first care was to place _the inseparable_ beside him. convict," proceeding from the mouth of M. Fauchelevent and entering the of honest dejection and candid disinterestedness. His judgment, which added to the inkstand, and consequently on different days. It was, inequality of conditions sufficed to assure some advantage to Jean lower lip was thick and easily became disdainful, his brow was lofty. A left but two statues which placed Nero and Brutus in accord. Brutus was religion, and even and above all, devotion; then "history," that is to "Be easy," said Bigrenaille to Thénardier. "He still holds by one leg, on the wooden horses; others were engaged in drinking; some journeyman No sound was audible except the quiet breathing of the old drunken man, "Say all, say all!" he cried. "You are Cosette's father!" periphrase in verse was the age of crudities in prose. His god-father "How should I know?" "How is the poor little wounded girl?" he inquired. returned: she had but one thought now,--to flee at full speed through on the preceding night, in storm and rain, in company with Bertrand, the it, but she spent five minutes in gazing at it, with her tongue hanging cane, and go as a flag of truce, to offer to exchange our man for When he fell into the sea, or rather, when he threw himself into it, he Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. They felt neither the cool night, nor the cold stone, nor the damp forever as _among malefactors of the most dangerous sort_, was a gently down on the bed, pressed their knees, in order to stretch them "That is because our barricade is made of good intentions." lest something more should enter. He was barricading himself against to a breath; the newspapers, agreeing with the salons, seemed a papyrus. He started to his feet. he supported himself with both hands on his cane; his lips were white, still more alarming to think that it was perhaps alive. characteristic of the vulture, and replied with an augmented smile. appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and before she was even five years old, she became the servant of the that woman. A phenomenon, by the way, of which there is more than her elsewhere. The father turned his eyes towards her, the woman turned her head, the that it must be concealed. They were antagonistic. He saw them in conflict. In proportion as everything; he was so useful and he was so gentle that people had been arm-chair, ran, so far as a man can run at ninety-one, to the door, Enjolras, the believer, disdained this sceptic; and, a sober man can talk the most superb twaddle for six hours by the clock, watch in embarrasses them. None of that, none of that. I want to hear them sing They plunged among the trees of the boulevard behind him, and there The child held up her tiny finger. of their absent husbands, and they wrote on the door, with whiting: "The body of Leander. Thisbe stops her nose in the presence of Pyramus and new, three-story house, of modest appearance. "There is going to be a shot to fire." "'Wash this linen.'--'Where?'--'In the stream. Make of it, soiling incendiaries, murderers, parricides. What had these women done? They had which favored the 18 Brumaire, and who was provided with a magnificent clothes were faithfully returned, and the Changer, who trusted the live, and to live with us, and to live a long time. We take possession towards agony, and was saying: "If I could but see her before I "Monseigneur!" he murmured. "So he is not the curé?" both being intoxicated with delight even in their sorrow, they fell into coarse and yellow paper was the same in all four, the odor of tobacco and the Rue Simon-Le-Franc, where they destroyed the barricade with vanished from his sight in the street. his eyes, in order to lead him whither? To paradise. quitted his room. cupid like that child. Now, what can you say for your Lafayettes, your "authority" should have given such an order, and that the mayor must centuries. Thus _le larton_ (bread) becomes _le lartif; le gail_ "Very cold. It is snowing." Marius had had a furnace in his brain all day long; now it was a Spartans understood Sparta, a pitiless lying in wait, a ferocious the Tuileries, whether the linen which the laundress brought home There are words and incidents which arouse dejected beings. Marius cried there is your shadow with the round hat." conquest. He remained cold. The grandfather absolutely wasted his poor there are no longer any secrets. Each thing bears its true form, or at should be embarrassed by any inquiry in that direction. It consisted of Jean Valjean left the town as though he were fleeing from it. He set out restrained. and with crape on his hat. "The cowards!" once more! Dost thou know, Cosette, thy husband is very handsome? Ah! mournful field the wherewithal to make a monument to it, its real relief to attribute to them all possible perfections. this mass which it was necessary to climb was not more than fourteen The long agony of their love was terminating in an ascension. galleys." Un tigre en riait dans sa grotte. the brink of an obscure and formidable revolution. A few hours had no candles, and they burn resinous sticks, and bits of rope dipped in police themselves, incarnate in the person of Javert, might, and did in door opened, and Marius was on the point of going out, he advanced four Their health is delicate. A decapitated Alexis, a poignarded Peter, England, are Catholic in Italy; but, under different names, the the word _vindicte_. He found it quite simple that certain breaches of identity were established, and the affair of Little Gervais were to end the places round about furnished their contingent of insects. When the stones destined to the final defence were in place, Enjolras trouble. I would not have all those superfluities, crying incessantly all ships of war, openings and closings of ports, etc., the civilized darkness that they may escape from an anguish. The sky presented itself visage disfigured by some horrible malady; a repulsive moisture exuded horses and riders, inextricably heaped up. Terrible entanglement! There Valjean, without allowing his steps to be heard. "listen. You are an honest man, and I feel no hesitation in explaining roughly interrupted in the sap; a European halt, called to the French They existed vaguely, frightened at their happiness. They did not notice The battle of Waterloo could not be begun until half-past eleven bewildered, like one who seeks to save himself, he tried to find the who do certain sovereign things are always sure of being served by some for me better than any surgeon. Sit down near me on this stone." on the throne of glowing iron, one places on one's head the crown of hot starve yourself, and add thereto cold baths, girdles of herbs, the This garden was no longer a garden, it was a colossal thicket, that is against the wind, it has its cordage and its canvas; against the water, Sometimes even several of them at a time. This pathetic crisis of contemporary history which the memory of which alone could conduct him to some issue sufficiently distant to be "Hou! the villainous bear!" replied Cosette. you the conclusion that I draw from that fact: My dear sir, when a man contrasted strangely with his beggarly garments and his porter's These passages of arms for the sake of progress often suffer shipwreck, 28 (return) [ Our love has lasted a whole week, but how short are the life; our two roads part. Henceforth, I can do nothing for her. She is notably Paris. To study the suburbs is to study the amphibious animal. This could only be the head of a column; and of what column? The "Speak." is God who wills it; I can do nothing against the will of God, and why vaguely on the chimney-piece, through the glow. they were both on the steps leading to the garden, another infraction of Grave and obscure questions, to the last of which every physiologist that matter which had been so obscure but a moment previously, without otherwise, be lost, that is to say, one of the elements, good or bad, of cause of all. Just imagine, Monsieur Javert, he turned me out! all was the knob of the door. This knob, which was round and of polished not permitted to fall asleep, either in the shadow of a machineel tree, attitude is possible; one there becomes transfigured as one perishes. have been strolling in that quarter. It is very becoming to you to have intoxicated young man. neighboring clock of Saint-Paul strike four within a few minutes, an "It is all the same to me, I am going to die too, that I am. And to in the bright light of midday. We were all ranged in lines on the three but a shapeless hole, tumultuously blocked with paving-stones. is a way of encountering error while on one's way to the truth. He had a Freiras, which is three hundred and seventeen fathoms above the level of yourself, you miserable young child, who were sucking at nurse less charming hour with which grand passions begin. masses of smoke. The tragic mask of shadow seemed to bend vaguely over It did not close; he turned round and beheld a hand which held the door his soul became compounded of silence like the cloister, of perfume like most respectful of all possible salutes, he took his departure. CHAPTER I--NUMBER 24,601 BECOMES NUMBER 9,430 other: "Come hear Father Hucheloup growl." He had been a fencing-master. become enfeebled is mingled with the vague ray of death; it is the half allowed the latter to entangle himself in the street, saying to himself: "If it had not been for you, I should have been dead!" began Courfeyrac education, we prevent their reading, we prevent their thinking, we reverence, and I handed him the letter; he read it and said to me: This frightful situation, which had already lasted above half an hour, eaten." Please check the Project Gutenberg Web pages for current donation to throw myself into the river. When I think that I wanted to have my "I do mean it so thoroughly that I absolutely refuse any gendarmes, and "Jondrette!" said M. Leblanc, "I thought your name was Fabantou?" the penal laws decree a shipwreck. What an ominous minute is that in chief care. He appeared to be thinking much of others, and little of the sum at my return. At what value do you estimate your horse and is wholly joyous and sunny. And you belong to that small class who are certain that the young girl did look at him. high spirits. The hideous point about it is, that the jade is as pretty each other, had prowled all night long about La Force, great as was in prison. Traitors showed themselves unbuttoned; men who had gone over little Theban, he shakes the skin from the lion; Barra the drummer-boy them, and they would not have noticed it, so deeply was the revery of Poulailler and Cartouche, and which is to the bold, new, highly colored "My name is Marius Pontmercy. Carry my body to my grandfather, M. "There is nothing the matter with me." man who has forgotten some essential point and who is ready to retrace the grating of the sewer, which abuts on the bank of the river, had seemed as though this had been agreed upon. Every girl needs a chaperon. dream of the tiara. The priest is nowadays the only man who can become a last hour, this unknown soldier, this infinitesimal of war, realizes see the frost, that paste, when I see humanity ripped apart and events understand, one conceives an affection for a person; I am a good sort Jéhu, the chevaliers of Brassard,--behold an uprising. La Vendée is "Mr. Mayor, I have come to request you to instigate the authorities to assertions on this point. Only, a rather obscure note was found among matter to Jean Valjean. Jean Valjean had been in worse straits than 30 (return) [ A democrat.] He whipped up his horse and set off at full speed. inexplicable impulse of anxiety, and bolted his door. He feared which, after the eighteenth century, has been disappearing like all Forward march. bad action to perform, disguises itself. There it clothes itself in and, saluting him with a sort of aggrieved awkwardness:-- "What is it?" she asked. "Yes." "A quarter of an hour!" exclaimed Madeleine. The man no longer produced on her the effect of being old or poor; she "Yestere'en the Virgin Mary came near my stove, in a broidered mantle his brow on his hand, and began to contemplate the motionless body of Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte. depths. He felt that the ground was solid under his feet; that was all; before. Moreover, the pit seemed, for the first few steps, not to be very deep. She uttered a feeble cry. words to be clearly distinguished. Only a man as dreamy as Marius could them. of each becomes more painful; the moment could then be seen drawing near "And the chemise too," said he, "this has a good appearance." a sort of shapeless loophole, possibly the hole made by a shell. This the Spanish war and M. le Duc d'Angoulême, strictly local parentheses, one of the six-story covered construction stocks, in the ports of Brest he had taken refuge in order to escape from the Duke. Madame de Sourdis, municipal regulation, the Vaugirard cemetery was bound by it like the This arrangement was accepted with absolute submission by Mademoiselle "Thank you, sir," said the child. door-post, all four with bare arms and motionless, with faces smeared though pursued. who was almost always there when the handsome lieutenant,--who is not "Are you mad! Are you crazy! What a pack of boobies! You want to waste in fury, a well crammed with corpses, the regiment of Nassau and the watching his walk. Then he said, with an inexpressible intonation: one of its jets of flame, and picking off dead men one after another the arguments, _the accents which we have just listened to_; the age of then he replaced his watch in his fob. That done, he grasped Le Cabuc preceded Lannes in the hollow road of Montebello. The whole army of that lose your custom. The planks are badly joined, and water drops on you 32 (return) [ In olden times, fouriers were the officials who preceded people coming. He concealed himself precipitately in a ditch, and there It is darkness, and it desires chaos. Its vault is formed of ignorance. dead? Who was the man? What sort of a face had he? No one could tell him "Monsieur Pontmercy." nation made him bankrupt. So that it was the house which demolished the CHAPTER XIV--IN WHICH A POLICE AGENT BESTOWS TWO FISTFULS ON A LAWYER Everything conspired to increase this astonishment in him. There were windows, dilapidated palisades, a little water amid poplar-trees, better not to attract "the attention of the father." He combined his arms of the neighboring post of guards. Thus they would be seized before his nose; he stopped short, holding his nose in his handkerchief, and tower and scattering on all sides its merry and vivifying waters, he head of a Turk. having for so long cherished a just instinct. Javert's content shone alley, and could only lead him further from his goal, that is to say, emotion." The dressing of the wounds was complicated and difficult, the resembled everybody, and now resemble nobody. He was a peculiar old man, one of them which formed the angle, by means of a staircase twelve or had been converted into a house. This edifice had, for its intestinal "How glad I am to see you! If you only knew how we missed you yesterday! face between his hands, and the vague and tumultuous past traversed the the portress not to expect him that night. boxing. All beliefs are possible to him. He plays in the gutter, and before you. You will be a wood-louse in a cellar. Ah! Have pity on This unobtrusive tenant was Jean Valjean, the young girl was Cosette. insisted. She persisted in her denial. Thereupon an idea occurred to she is one," replied the other. Sleep comes more easily than it returns. This is what happened to Jean the world except Marius. except when he occasionally made mocking allusions to "his Baronship." all these happy people. This allusion to the thunder, all the consequences of which Gavroche, in "France needs no Corsica to be great. France is great because she is adorned the wall. The two men were warming themselves with their elbows "I mean a horse which can travel twenty leagues in a day." that at the moment when their mother was recovering her breath between of the café, who passed through it from time to time, to go to her discreet, neat, and at the same time, death of my life, in the depths of looked at the crowd, she looked at the sky: it seemed as though she this, the barricade burst into a laugh. loaded with a confusion of papers and with huge volumes; before the He sank still deeper, he turned his face to the rear, to escape the "Will he return this evening?" air, the King defends Royalty, the democracy defends the people; the dying so sublimely, a sort of sacred terror, and the English artillery, This was her last care every evening before she went to bed. strangers had made their way into it. that he was a cook; people did not confine themselves to drinking alone Genappe to Brussels: one, the English tomb, is on the left; the other, very neat toilet table in the reigning style. What you call rosewood, I his mouth. The old man tasted its bitter flavor. Thus he remained for du Mail, under the Rue de l'Écharpe, under the Place Royale; in 1812, the pavement for the length of several houses more. In this manner, the whole convent, and for that reason adored. She was learned, erudite, separated from his betrothed according to usage, did not come until the women, that silent cloister, slowly permeated him, and little by little, he quitted the boulevard, the Cirque, the Porte Saint-Martin, descended solidity. singular effect. He met, in the narrow streets in the vicinity of the "Let me alone. It must be done." perhaps remember, the Thénardiers' hostelry was situated. These people Martyrs was by means of a cast-iron pipe. When, in 1836, the old stone immense question: the sewers of Paris. councils of war did not dare to trouble any one. So Marius was left in beat her. She is dead. We have not been very happy. She was a good girl, expansion. gloomy toward that man. But what was she to do? She no longer knew to And she sprang out of bed, her eyes still half shut with the heaviness and the squad had begun to gaze into the mist in the direction whence one of the prisoners secretly sold who are called _sheep_ in prisons and charming women in the world, went into ecstasies over couplets like the sewer of Münster that John of Leyden produced his false moon, and it was woman he chanced to meet would have afforded him more pleasure. like hiccoughs, and to each he added the gesture of a wood-cutter who is is the conqueror, should have for support science, which is the walker; august impression, for one there felt that grand human thing which is wrote it for all. It is addressed to England as well as to Spain, to they were enchanted with each other, they dazzled each other. precisely the idea of which I was in search." them softly on the mat beside the bed; then he resumed his thoughtful CHAPTER VI--WAITING their heads; all the lintstocks of the English batteries approached the Since he had been alone, he had placed his bed in the antechamber, in That which is grandest and that which is basest; the beings who prowl pavements were less hard to him than his mother's heart. nearly everything. It is useless to tell you that which concerns only not accustomed to having something unknown hanging over his head. presented itself. The passage terminated in another gut which he No tongue can express all that lay in that word, _woman_, thus those extreme minds which attribute to human law I know not what power 6th of June. "How do you know that?" said his aunt, suddenly pricked to the quick unknown are commingled with fierce flashes, revolutions are sphinxes, Magnificent!" mine. And, then, I shall do everything that you wish, and then, you will This remark summed up the situation and aroused Jean Valjean from his "Ah, by the way, Laigle of the funeral oration, your coat is old." his soul. He thought that they were staring at him because of his old When the coach set out for Lagny a few minutes later, it did not Cosette dressed herself very hastily, combed and dressed her hair, which The lovers saw each other every day. Cosette came with M. Fauchelevent.- To abruptly find such a secret in the midst of one's happiness resembles thou hast had happiness. That is the way God apportions things. He is before, he had entered black with mud, with blood and powder, bringing shattered; Guilleminot's fatal heedlessness when he had neither petard clouds of battle before Napoleon, had hardly troubled his gaze and from a tank. Another walk made the circuit of the garden, and skirted been born at Syracuse--a lie which would have saved her. This patron thief. This English woman, who had become a naturalized Parisienne, "And what did he offer?" asked Marguerite. The first law of safety is to get rid of every sort of load. Every and the Pont-Neuf, and that a writing left by this man, otherwise of air entering the hold. the practical man of the Right. These six years were an extraordinary anguish, of its discouragements and its destitutions, of its fevers, of "Yes, reverend Mother," replied Fauchelevent. the reputation of not sticking at anything, and it was known that he were closed. "What for?" use of death, a serious matter. It seems as though Utopia had no longer Within the bosom of the earth, it is a sort of mysterious polyp with a pavilion nor the garden; she took greater pleasure in the paved back these nuns, one as to their life, the other as to their death. But he At that moment, the cudgelling, multiplied by a hundred hands, became His name was Javert, and he belonged to the police. "Monsieur le Curé, have you seen a child pass?" sorry case, my good fellow! Oh, but I can laugh! Really, I laugh! Didn't servant's efforts to prevent him, crying: "My son is not coming! I shall in than like a man who is entering his own house. The neighbors did not sufficient to excite the suspicion of a police agent. When Jean Valjean left the Bishop's house, he was, as we have seen, CHAPTER VII--THE GAMIN SHOULD HAVE HIS PLACE IN THE CLASSIFICATIONS OF INDIA of iron. Jean Valjean to take her with him. He had hired the house under the name assumes a tide, and which mounts from the depths of the earth towards a A little later, the divisions of Losthin, Hiller, Hacke, and Ryssel "Yes, but the house is closed," said one of the drinkers. the assassinated young man was an opulent stranger lured into a trap by "O thou! O ideal! Thou alone existest!" "Decidedly I am beautiful!" Cosette began to pay attention to her Marius decided that in a few seconds more the moment for intervention only look at some men to distrust them; for one feels that they are opened; that a man had emerged therefrom, bearing on his shoulders "And she brought a biscuit to Magnon," added Guelemer. "Nothing to be him as he was thinking of her? Sometimes, in those inexplicable hours criticism, that could be made, was, that the contradiction between secret compartments and refuges for each other, stripping off their more." affair_. heard in all quarters of the town:-- morning." Be born with a silver spoon in your mouth! everything lies in that. Be dusty, ragged, dishevelled, playing hide-and-seek, and crowned with 127_. Was this a revolution, in fact? passed the night in some one of those sentry-boxes where people read the manner of a man who is on his guard, "it is some signboard for a tavern, an uproar, what did they want? They wanted an end to oppression, an without, bent over mechanically, and almost without daring to avow to idea is that now he can dance, and he calls the saw the _bastringue_ Esquimaux tent. Valjean himself did not possess. Nothing told him what zone of the city Cosette, who lay with her mouth vaguely open, and had the air of an situated, or to get out of it, it was necessary to traverse the Bishop's smoke. He had lost a great deal of time at Hesdin. He wanted to make it good. shavings. In the same coffer he had placed his other treasures, the of this elephant succeeded in making a grand thing out of plaster; the boots in the anteroom. He seized Basque by the collar, and shouted full Jean Valjean shook his head. ineffable serenity which overspread her countenance, and which else than here. This is the place for enthusiasm, not for drunkenness. Thénardier thrust his fist into a large pocket concealed under his Who knows whether some chance would not arise which would deliver him particle, as every one knows, possesses no significance. But the one quite close to him say:-- "He is not here." like a sort of sun, the Emperor, crowned and dazzling. It seemed to him all right, let us say no more about it, all's said, all's done, it's all Quite a number of old family friends of the Gillenormand family had been hanging in rags, with red epaulets, yellow shoulder belts, short sabres, because he needs love, he felt that he was jeered at because he was bat, the scorpion, the centipede, the tarantula, and one who would passively; and if obedience consisted in disappearing, they disappeared. "What a row! One would say that it was a pile of chains flying away." first thing he did was to fall asleep. His slumber was complete and a hay-maker, as laborer, as neat-herd on a farm, as a drudge. He did cheese-makers drive their cows to the mountains.' insurrection; the attack of the fraction against the whole is revolt; the following:-- "Sir," repeated Marius, in the despair at the last hope, which was A flash empurpled all the façades in the street as though the door of a will not lie about your address. Write it yourself." in the second letter, whose superscription read: _À Madame, Madame la And she laughed. is more natural to drunken men than ellipses. The ellipsis is the At each hour of the day three supplementary strokes sound from the competitions to be brought into equilibrium around him, his faith in which, to borrow the expression of Napoleon himself, "belong rather to on his brow. less and vanish. After a certain time he was no longer anything more years ago, the nocturnal blow of the dagger emerged thence, the therein, and his voice suddenly rose in thundering tones: checker-board." repugnance. Those who have seen the bas-reliefs of Rheims will recall CHAPTER XXII--FOOT TO FOOT some living being, no matter whom. It will be perceived that it was not The reader has probably understood that Éponine, having recognized Le bourgeois s'ébouriffe, cannon, the cuirassiers had just caught sight of a trench,--a trench of your own--who has not? I don't want to ruin you, I am not a greedy To contemplate is to labor, to think is to act. envy, of those devoted, trembling and trusting creatures, of these The useless must be mingled with happiness. Happiness is only the resources at the same time. Woe to the defenceless beings who surround all the useful notions. Paris carries the day, in short. In Paris, CHAPTER IX--MARIUS PRODUCES ON SOME ONE WHO IS A JUDGE OF THE MATTER, THE EFFECT OF BEING DEAD encounter with the stupefied air of an antiquated lamb, and said to her "No." made his way through the crowd, walked straight up to the usher, handed duty, and must not be possible to slander our combat. I have, therefore, person who is seeking to recall a name:-- their neighbors. "Ah, by the way," continued Gavroche, "what were you bawling about?" wall, a coldness and a constraint between them; ice which must be broken continued:-- it as to those who lost it. For Napoleon it was a panic;10 Blücher sees be dead." abstains from sermon, from moralizing, from allusions? and is not the "That is true." "My child, you are entering, through indolence, on one of the most barricade. Four, the most audacious, who were running on in front, were He had remained standing and had not changed his attitude after the The little girl jumped off the bed with a shiver. moment, to effect his own arrest. Have some confidence in me, for I clad, and said to me, 'Here, hide 'neath my veil the child whom you "In the first place," said Fauchelevent, "you will begin by not setting without being seen, could briskly and suddenly scale the redoubt, as on the trees, were resplendent. CHAPTER XI--OFFERS OF SERVICE FROM MISERY TO WRETCHEDNESS saturated with fancy, were, so to speak, of azure hue. The birds when objects. Suddenly she raised her head and uttered a faint shriek. M. has any one done to that gamin?" my vintage basket on my back, the child is in it, I go out. Father "And so have I," said Fauchelevent with a boldness which caused him Qu'il luise ou qu'il luiserne, he fled from all of them. He lived thus indefinitely,--stupidly, as suspected as much. That man was too good, too perfect, too affected. he fought; he kicked furiously internally, now against his will, now compassionate and relieve. That which exists was for this good and rare condition, and the snow deadened the sound of his steps; all at once he the terms of this agreement, you must cease using and return or destroy Saint-Antoine and of the formidable chance which has placed at the very capable of exclamation:-- wisely; they had a good contract, and then they had a good carouse. As ferocious, savage, and grand, that is to say, beautiful. Taking one lair fifteenth, the Huguenots in the sixteenth, Morin's _illuminated_ in the other by the hand. One might have been seven years old, the other five. This man and his dogs made two visits during the night. small charges for that sort of engine are imposed by the ballistic In the meantime, Thénardier, whom we shall henceforth call by no other Lenten admonition addressed by the Archbishop of Paris to his "flock." his waxed shoes astonished the ushers. No one spoke to him, not even the a sort of chimerical halo to that unhappy little being so profoundly blackish spots which had the appearance of being alive, and which When these two souls perceived each other, they recognized each other as returned with an Aldus which he had bought for forty sous in the Rue des advanced as slowly as possible. One would have said that, while desirous On that bank, two men, separated by a certain distance, seemed to be art, of history, of religion, in unexpected fashion. He caught glimpses sense: a troop on the march, that is to say, movement; a stand, that is gown, replied to the Spaniard, she shivered, laughed and coughed. Javert replied, his face incorruptible, and as melancholy as ever:-- The old woman really had in her shed a sort of basket spring-cart. his gesture, in his glance which darted flames at every word, there to a beggar? They persecute the saints. They shut their eyes to the wanted of me." crowd, and real men of flesh and blood: it was all over; he beheld the a centre, defended it, succored it, and protected it with his own head; "Where the devil did you pick up those young 'uns?" army, always a sad thing in civil wars, opposed prudence to audacity. CHAPTER XIX--JEAN VALJEAN TAKES HIS REVENGE material destitution, thanks to moral obscurity, that unhappy being who greatly did his hand tremble. What he had just done smacked of theft. At battle at Waterloo. The young men were comrades; the young girls were friends. Such loves them. You will depart to-morrow, for America, with your daughter; for yawning, vaguely awake, and with a candle in his hand. The insurgents under the eye of Enjolras, for Marius no longer looked in that suicide. the sun is on the point of setting, it is touching the dome now, the is the most depressing to even the dreamy, he allowed the purest, the "Pity on you, sir! It is youth demanding pity of the old man of "You didn't see a little imp of a dandy prowling about the premises?" He hastened in that direction. insurrection is suddenly lost in some quagmire, as the Rhine is in a rotting, and something of their peace was shed abroad over the world. resolute, ardent man, the bold defier of fate, the brain which erected Bishop had constructed the altar which decorated his oratory. "Try to get a sight of the bride by stooping very low." beggar-girl, thirteen or fourteen years old, and clad in so short a left, for fear of seeing things in the branches and in the brushwood. In great charm and a great peril. The soul of a young girl should not be a sort of celebrity. For the space of seven years his reputation for following morning. Marius went thither, and ate even more than on the after the counterfeit interment in the cemetery. But that he could not "What child?" "Aigle de Meaux, down with your paws. You produce on me no effect with should be, like the rest of the world, prefects, fathers of families, a great joy. Mist and obscurity are not accepted by the happy. They do an old broken comb, and it flowed about her like floss silk, she There was but one thing to be done. augmentations of force. The Ciceronian period, which hardly sufficed which are provided for a criminal who has broken his ban, and not the man's self-sufficiency. The digestion of evil aroused in him an appetite for worse. It was the girls who were charged with keeping a watch on the approaches to the who was good. That was all that could be said about him. CHAPTER IV--M. MABEUF then the step began again. The cashier sat up in bed, quite awake now, second, Listolier, of Cahors; the next, Fameuil, of Limoges; the last, newspapers, yellow, faded, and strongly saturated with tobacco. One of bar across the door, and bolted it, and double-locked it with key and "No?" Madame de Genlis's signal. It was very often heard. "C'est le diable a to be done? The desperate man gives up; he is weary, he chooses the "Monsieur le Baron, you have in your house a thief and an assassin." 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. she bent upon Marius all the reveries of a virginal and passionate eye. lucrative specialty. Then Jean Valjean, like all the sorry fugitives the door. It was Mother Gerbaud, with her little one in her arms. My The host, hearing the door open and seeing a newcomer enter, said, years of repose, and under the white cockade; the tricolored standard The time for retreating was passed. That which he had perceived in Then he flicked a grain of dust from the sleeve of his coat with a chin, presented that equilibrium of outline which is quite distinct had enough of misery! my share and other people's share! I am not joking direction, and, in short, shuddering at what he was about to do, his Jean Valjean had just entered the barricade. Bigrenaille drew out a pistol which he had kept concealed under his his horse having tumbled down. was obliged to pause. After some seconds of repose she set out again. "Poor Marius, do you say! That gentleman is a knave, a wretched have said, numerous chambers and several attics, only one of which assistance to the workwomen, and of which she rendered no account. formation, and had he seen distinctly during the process of their his whole countenance. His profile, all of whose lines were rounded, He quitted the Luxembourg, hoping to find her again in the street. had circulated throughout the country with regard to this inn of the January 21. "Turnkey," said he, removing his cap politely, "will you have the stand? Who are we? Who are you? Who am I? Let us come to an explanation elephant. Everything trembled at the sound of her voice,--window panes, him. He had not hesitated on this point, not being anxious to leave as it is supposed. It is the ingratitude of nature. Nature, as we have all speckled with balls, Mont-Parnasse, the Fosse-aux-Loups, Aubiers on excavation. There, as we have just said, all is pure, noble, dignified, of a sentient being! Jean Valjean was condemned to five years in the There ensued one of those silences which occur only in the presence of CHAPTER XI--A RESTRICTION All breasts were oppressed. He paused, and then said:-- boulevard near the washerwomen? How the birds sang! That was a long time was calculated so that the ball struck the extreme edge of the upper Où l'amour bégaye un argot charmant? The episcopal palace of D---- adjoins the hospital. have worn still, so tiny were her feet, then the fustian bodice, which Thénardier had fallen, and which had engulfed the latter. Marius had the latter's head carefully on his right shoulder, and resumed his replied, with assurance:-- Monseigneur Bienvenu had formerly been, if the stories anent his youth, This being bawls and scoffs and ridicules and fights, has rags like a slope. To follow to the slope is to arrive at the river. Thought is the toil of the intelligence, revery its voluptuousness. To come; this was the fearful vision which he bore within his soul. to this sort of ecstasies, in proportion as his revery continued, as the sphinx. column, gravely and thoughtfully, watched this dismal redoubt, this one, it seems as though one might distrust Waterloo. A mysterious frown was seen again in Auvergne; then in Paris, where he is said to have been he felt only a profound and unheard-of joy. Those minutes in which one cast its shadow on the other, which fell over the garden like an immense "Oysters, cheese, and ham," said Laigle. When these two souls perceived each other, they recognized each other as a right, one asserts it. This man evidently had no right over Cosette. quickly, "Oh! oh!" he said, with a smile; "to all appearance, this is also, the troops would evacuate Paris and withdraw to the Champ-de-Mars; him. He asked himself what would replace this. At times he would have "Nineteen years." anguish which he had suffered in the Rue Polonceau eight years before, in all probability, and who could make a comparison of his chains. The When she was in the street, she divined that people turned round behind it is mingled with blame and excuse, thinks itself wisdom, and is often in science and peace. Its object is, and its result must be, to dissolve "I will put the lever through it." This is what Brujon had written the night before. this point it was merely an affair of a misdemeanor. But here is where heard in all quarters of the town:-- A big Flemish servant-maid placed his knife and fork in all haste; he of long ladders placed on two wheels and forming barrows at their rear "Hold, Monsieur the director of the hospital, I will tell you something. We'll go and have a drink together presently." banlieue massed at the corner of the street suddenly pointed out to each penny then? You are dressed like a pickpocket." nimble than they. He played a fearful game of hide and seek with death; an endless chain from the Madeleine to the Bastille, and from the It is difficult not to indulge in meditation at this point. were ranged, one behind the other, in the depths of the streets behind "Have you greased the hinges of the door so that they will not squeak?" poisoning London. There then existed at D---- a fine inn at the sign of the _Cross of among the living, how he would have run, how he would have precipitated Holy See; and a thousand matters of business. lifted up his voice once more. may be designated as the anarchy of baptismal names. By the side of "Oh! That's not all." One morning M. Madeleine was in his study, occupied in arranging in search for an effect of light, who hear neither the cry nor the sob, nor he must be a different man. He was suffering from the strange pains of a "Don't reproach each other for your basket," shouted a gamin to them. deuce could I have thought that I saw Javert there?" he thought. "Am I crisis was approaching. they are struggles of one against a hundred, which always end in turnkey of the house, because of good behavior. Mr. Mayor, no sooner had _icigo_ he recognized Brujon, who was a prowler of the barriers, by in red, who was holding forth. He was a quack dentist on his rounds, precision of the reality,--not the whole situation, but some of Power itself is often a faction. aspect. It was an elephant forty feet high, constructed of timber and of sparing the royal personage a sight of it. sewer, on rock and concrete in the fluid sands, after having directed realities and of human things, a thoughtful witness. He thinks himself All this fermentation was public, one might almost say tranquil. The paces, with the senile vivacity of impetuous and spoiled old gentlemen, produces a sound of agony beneath their monstrous vault. admit it. There is a moral grandeur; we hold to that. Thoughtless and battalion of the 12th Light came at a run from Saint-Denis, the 14th of ended by seeming severe. The eye shone beneath its lashes like a fire "She did not answer it." along. This made a noise which afforded her company. "My father," retorted Marius, with downcast eyes and a severe air, "was intonation. The pronunciation of a few words, the name, no doubt, which "Marius!" he cried. "Abominable child! I do not know what your father and he can't get away. I'll answer for that. I tied that paw for him." star. One would have called it a luminous wound. sound as celestial, divine, ineffable, ravishing, as the other had been door which opens on the courtyard. I knock. The porter opens; I have towards the Chaussée d'Antin, the other towards the Faubourg Saint- fugitives from justice. Metaphor is sometimes so shameless, that one his ban, and went and posted himself at Saint-Sulpice, at the hour when Later on, fatal circumstance, in London, proscribed by all, Barthélemy When the hour came for him to take his departure from the galleys, when teeth of the elder were chattering with cold. The barber wheeled round eternal immensity, and exclaimed: "Long live the Emperor!" longer moved. were explained; they meant Urbain Fabre; and Ursule was no longer named Mobs, as the reader knows, are like a snowball, and collect as they the picture. After the engagement, they were in haste to bury the dead bodies. Death floor, raised both arms in the air, and opened and clenched his fists, regulates the entrances and the exits. Cæsar is great, Tacitus is great; Is not one pardonable, if one at last refuses! Can the inexhaustible his powers. _"Credo in Patrem,"_ he often exclaimed. Moreover, he ingratitude directed against his father, and which he was on the point perceive a poverty-stricken universe. Creation is bankrupt. That is why Cosette, seeking the most deserted side alleys of the boulevard, and of Patron-Minette answered,--for the names have survived in special After a few steps she halted. Thénardier his beautiful glance, in which there was no hatred, and where questions to himself, and made replies to himself, and his replies "J'aimons les filles, et j'aimons le bon vin." Air: Vive Henri IV. has penetrated to certain lower strata and has become the law there; it At the bottom of the ravine he found water which he was obliged to people have you at the present moment?" He answered himself: "If this man has, indeed, stolen a few apples, that Papelotte. greatly respected and vastly admired because he had seen a man fall from speak, it is because I have proofs. Not manuscript proofs--writing is What did he say to her? What could this man, who was reproved, say to surmounted by a frame glazed and painted gray. On raising the latch and who have palaces, and who roll in their carriages in the name of Jesus and fine, and which seemed to him to exhale ineffable perfume. He seized instinct which always leads the poor man to the garret, and knocked in The child stood still in bewilderment. "Now," said Gavroche, "wait for me. Be so good as to take a seat, taking place within him, he stared at Marius' note with a sort of Petit-Picpus, chant the offices to a solemn psalmody, a pure Gregorian how was the letter to that old blockhead signed?" if one is not on one's guard, lowered fortunes may lead to baseness of "An inferior agent of the authorities has failed in respect, and in the "In three months, we shall owe him for four quarters." maxims, she exhaled goodness like a perfume. Happiness desires that all Copeau, the Rue du Battoir-Saint-Victor and the Rue du Puits l'Ermite. that the air which he had breathed for many years in this convent had M. Madeleine had turned to his desk again, and taken up his docket, and He gazed at it for several minutes in ecstasy; then, turning to Jean affront." The father asked: "On which cheek did you receive the blow?" soul. "Yes." exchange on death. One discounts in terrestrial gloom celestial light. He asked himself whether his three accomplices in flight had succeeded, formed and dissolved incessantly; hence life and death. distinguish. He had been a mousquetaire, and then, he was said to be alone could heal. There are reputations which are deceptive; one does mingled with his thoughts. What a spectacle is the night! One hears dull "That's queer!" whispered Courfeyrac to Jean Prouvaire. This was an indescribable moment for Jean Valjean. CHAPTER V--HINDRANCES classes. It is quite natural that a stove should be the symbol of an him. She had less the air of a human being than of a form which had just waited without uttering a word, without making a movement, in genuine O sainted maid! you left this world many years ago; you have rejoined the bones, they leave only the shell. Such are our morals. We do not She loved Tholomyès. thought of flight, all were killed there with the exception of the and burglary; fourteen years for having attempted to escape on four This inexorable resolution so thoroughly impregnated the air of the 6th the presence of grape-shot; he was a scapegrace, he is a hero; like the "If I set ten men to work." them to restore to him the garments which she laid aside. This was the not suffice. Handing in one's resignation is honorable. I have failed in than women! Nobody at No. 17. It's nothing but a big carriage gate! No questions, before which he had recoiled, and from which an implacable tender sex began to droop dolefully. Zéphine and Dahlia had their hair poor man, and anything but a millionnaire. I do not know you. You are the presence of grape-shot; he was a scapegrace, he is a hero; like the Moreover, M. Mabeuf had continued his downward course. day. This poster, illuminated by the theatre lanterns, struck him; for, come and go. On arriving at the window, Jean Valjean examined it. It had smile, produced by too much jaw and too little skin, shows the teeth I repeat, it is a question of women, it concerns mothers, it concerns To Arras, no doubt; but he might have been going elsewhere as well. "Would you like to come to the Luxembourg?" exterminated around him, and seated on a drum, with his pibroch under