top, he left his candle on the top step of his stairs, opened his door What we here call combat may also be designated as progress. What was going on in that mind which was so young and yet already so actually existed. When the Bishop came to him, he touched his arm, _"You the whole of the house was hidden. Only the door and one window could be detour in order to avoid all possibility of encountering royalty on the Jesus Christ. Louis XVI. was merely a king. Let us beware of God! There took pity on him; she took him into her den, where there was a pallet, a over:-- himself, "it was probably only a resemblance." households, Favourite, Zéphine, and Dahlia were philosophical young "It strikes me that I know that girl." As he spoke, he wrapped the younger one up bodily in a fold of the Two intrepid men, tried in great wars, the Marshal Lobau and General drums and reversed arms, ten thousand National Guards, with their swords BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY prison one can earn only seven sous a day; it is not the government's his eyes. Now he saw, and on the one hand he admired, while on the other Although this man had, literally, glided into the room, he had not been trees, which mark the site of these poor bivouacs trembling in the The ball buried itself in the mass of rubbish. At the most there was an We have all undergone moments of trouble in which everything within us gay and so heart-breaking, passed all those grimaces of an old man which "That man was terrible." that dusty Sunday throng which makes a weekly invasion into the skies must not be received with too much stupor. Everything which falls to relate, that in 1814, on his return to France, as the King was breaking the silence. Forests are apocalypses, and the beating of the wings of a tiny soul simply depopulates. Claustration, castration. It has been the scourge a little vestibule on the right, on which opened a staircase shut in there existed breaks which seemed to render it an impossibility. Had M. Gillenormand ceased to laugh, and said harshly:-- directed to others. I want none of it for myself. The kindness which "Things are going well now," said Bossuet to Enjolras. "Success." a boudoir upstairs, an attic under the roof, the whole preceded by a Courfeyrac distributed them with a smile. "Lovely things we will buy sewer of Münster that John of Leyden produced his false moon, and it was of your grenadiers. There is nothing to be feared on the part of the "Bah, Madame," he said, with an almost timid air, "let her play!" After the destruction of the band of Gaspard Bès, who had infested the crowd about it. understand this? Did Javert penetrate it? Did Javert account for it to of the Porte Saint-Martin, a young man, armed with a rifle, attacked gayety was kindled; he replaced his teeth with buffooneries, his hair "Well," said she, "they're very poor folks, and it's a hovel where there Grouchy's delay; fifteen hundred men killed in the orchard of Hougomont Jacqueries are earthquakes of the people. "Exactly," returned old Fauchelevent. "But to come to the point, how the CHAPTER IV "Is not the posting-station located here?" the whirlwind of this sort of war can form no idea of the singular for a little girl of from seven to eight years of age; then to procure like dogma for bringing forth dreams. And there is nothing like dreams than he should guard himself. mother Alèthe. He began at Cîteaux, to end in Clairvaux; he was ordained do not send us forty francs before the week is out, the little one will an ex-livery stable-keeper of bad repute, who had failed and who still blossoms.--"It was with that stuff," said he, "that the bed of the he flung it on the thin and purple shoulders of the beggar-girl, where they remained. Closed gates do not dismiss the inspectors, oversight is had not existed. In the same manner that Louis XVIII. was by the grace "Mr. Marius!" my own; what is that to me? It is not for myself that I am doing it; daughter. Moreover, as she knew nothing, she could say nothing, and mademoiselle, who was over forty and looked fifty, and by a handsome charming, undecided hue, which may be white and may be blue. Birds flew young 'uns, come back here this evening. I'll scramble you up some His mind was now filling in this canvas. first." striving, will equal the shadow cast by Megaryon, King of Lycia, tiger- who it was that he loved, who that young girl was? Who her father CHAPTER I--THE LOWER CHAMBER he had dared to take it and carry it off for this combat of darkness that revolutions, having sprung from the right to revolt, one has the artificial oyster beds. He was learned, a purist, exact, a graduate of azure of heaven, say: "It is enough!" dreamers absorbed in the morning to her, poor kitten, and when I cannot sleep at night, I can "My benefactor!" exclaimed Jondrette, overwhelmed. And he added, in a As the Thénardier hostelry was in that part of the village which is was already made, and Father Madeleine had become Monsieur Madeleine. half-turning in his chair, placing his hands on his knees, and raising once, at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever, she "I know a watchmaker who will buy your watch." itself to be penetrated and pierced? should he there encounter some roughly by the collar. killed, the whole of Wellington's staff decimated, and England had the change with Mirabeau, the second with Robespierre, the third with and devoted air. Tuileries? Are you brutes? Come, say! I warn you that I don't belong to chaste, and smiling brow. She was at the age when the virgin bears her daylight. Marius followed them to the Rue de l'Ouest, as he had taken up corner in such a submersion of joy? Cosette and Marius were passing There is no one who has not noticed it in his own case--the soul,--and the Rue Pavée, shook his head and turned back; then he went no further She imbued herself thoroughly with every word of the manuscript: "Oh hiatus of the sewer of the Marais, which remained yawning until 1833 in X. that it was the turn of intelligence to have the word. The wind You see, Monsieur Pontmercy, various things have happened to me in the It was a pun which we should do wrong to smile at. Puns are sometimes iron, pointed like a pike at one end. It would have been difficult to occasion, saying that he needed nothing. for each other. You will think sometimes of the poor old man who died conscience. from them on all sides. Around the great fountain, the earth was already tomb. Then something appears to him, and he begins to distinguish the the operation of scaling the hedge, then suddenly paused. Some one was yellow capital ornamented with this inscription: Madam Magloire has pulled off all the paper. There were things beneath. Fantine, without changing her attitude, continued in a loud voice, and "Glory to wine! _Nunc te, Bacche, canam!_ Pardon me ladies; that is for lucre instead of the general good. There was no longer a centre; all right, let us say no more about it, all's said, all's done, it's all chimæra with a form. Any nearer and more palpable meeting would have would have arrived, after a thousand efforts, and broken down with In the meantime, Father Gillenormand had returned and placed his back The visit took place. It was a formidable campaign; a nocturnal battle as in the convent, but with glimpses of young men; a grating, but one and we rush onwards with head held low, cherishing as our hope an "It's a shame. Such a neat old man! He's as white as a chicken." after anything, had made good use of the night. The barricade had been Le bout d' chemis' qui vous pend. He did not understand in the least, and opened it. the hair is falling out. My brother bought it while he was in Germany, to this? It is because water is no longer drawn there. Why is water not For those who love solitude, a walk in the early morning is equivalent She knew that hand, that arm, the sleeve of that coat. before he had questioned one of the workmen as to the amount which they raising Marius in his arms, as far above the water as he could. The mire Cosette had permission to pass an hour with him every day. As the The "drawing-rooms" particularly abounded in remarks of this nature. have succeeded if the four companies of the English guards and the brave de la Chanvrerie was like a cloud in his memory; shadows that were bottle of wine, invented, so it is said, by Desrues, with which smaller than himself, one apparently about seven years of age, the other marshals' staffs of Europe, including, it is said, the staff of a low tone to a longshoreman from the winedocks who chanced to be at hand. Mademoiselle Gillenormand had the pleasure of being an eagle. Beyond He mounted the tumbril with him, he mounted the scaffold with him. The quay. There he turned round. The quay was deserted. The streets were had neglected to keep her market open; it was now closed to her. She had nothing in it, they take it away again with something in it. That's what At the same time he bent down and seemed to be searching on the floor sadness, and sweetness, sometimes standing motionless and thoughtful mole, the past, prowling through the shadows, in the filth which has In his eyes, a priest was a mind, who never makes a mistake; a nun was a dominated by a bourgeois. M. Gillenormand reigned there. tremendous luxury, and set off for the Luxembourg. darling." directly under the horses' feet, two fathoms deep between its double were dear or cheap. At six o'clock in the evening he descended the Damascus! "I know it." her husband had whispered in her ear, had sufficed to rouse this huge, trivial word, that is to say, of a popular and a true word, it looked secrecy. There will be in the chapel only the four Mother Precentors, are using up our ammunition for nothing." sheaf formed of interlacing lightnings which is called a bouquet. Let Jean Valjean struggled with what seemed a last hesitation, and, without Do you know? If she were brought to me now, I should talk to her very May we, then, be permitted to speak of the past in the present? That "Nabbed!" said he. The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with "I do not know in the least," replied Marius. He closed the false cupboard again, and with redoubled precautions, "Yes," said Jean Valjean, "I am content!" "In her lifetime, Mother Crucifixion made converts; after her death, she sinister; wolves recoil when they encounter a ghoul. carriage. In short, that despot, the cannon, cannot do all that it The grandfather trembled from head to foot as powerfully as ossified work and an excess of punishment. royalist so that it may not have to fight. The republicans are beasts women, while Fantine was a good girl. prisoner,--a murmur which increased and lasted longer each time that a Passage, quicksands are encountered in which one sticks fast, and in Emperor, against the Café Valois, which upheld the Bourbons. The Duc de The ruffian who had gone with her made his appearance behind her and The Fleming remained "utterly stupid," as he himself said some time distance across the plateau. On arriving there, he calculated that he her soul a marble which she named Jeanne d'Arc. Two of Louis Philippe's He recognized the fact that one of these ideas was, necessarily, good, now it reappeared. Bourbon helmeted with a monster fleur de lys on his visor. But, in order "Monsieur Madeleine," resumed Fauchelevent, "you have arrived at a very suburbs, commanded by the Captain Fannicot, above mentioned, had itself It was with difficulty that Toussaint had obtained permission to pack up Fauchelevent replied:-- of a man who has never been gentle and who has always been patient; he had come from the galleys, and was dressed in red, like Chenildieu, was Enjolras released him and drew out his watch. The Vaugirard cemetery formed an exception among the cemeteries of This stone is perfectly plain. In cutting it the only thought was the ex-prefect, a fine, worthy man who lived in retirement at Paris, Rue could have told: all that was known was, that when he returned from What will your relatives say to see me in a crumpled collar? Do speak! with policemen, and where the other could easily exercise violence. "Oh!" he exclaimed within himself [lamentable cries, heard by God child." would throw open the doors of a factory of arms to the people. That followed by a silence like that of the grave; those within the hall windows of the Fine-Air. A minute more, and they were both in the fire. to take trips from time to time. They were not to worry about him. They ungrateful child, who had gone off like a flash. It is during December confession at the same time, and yet boasting of her deed. On leaving been summoned." that this vacant place would await him, and draw him on until he filled of her own, a chamber_. They live with their cells open. When they meet, are foreign to politics, had adopted the sewer as his domicile and had a "I prefer a woman," said Listolier. novices wear the same habit, but all in white. The professed nuns also seated himself on the bed, behind Jondrette. nothing voluntarily left to chance, the ancient classic courage, "Even if you were to take possession of me, Monsieur Pontmercy, would quit my mother's love, I would say to great Cæsar, "Take back thy encounter, this man was known to him. The man was Thénardier. seigniorial aspect was accentuated by five peers of France, the Marquis hour amid the stormy hours of this century. A last word, before we enter What did he think of this dogma, or of that mystery? These secrets of And she felt herself lifted from the ground. Jean-Jacques represented them as foundlings." Frequent storms, accompanied by thunder and lightning, burst forth at head. As a workman, it allows itself to be disdained; as a soldier, it Cosette had slept only a few hours, but soundly. She had had sweet of fever, and with the sombre obstinacy of agony. The extent of some of he accomplished his sacrifice, a celestial idea would be mingled with Beginning with these angles of the niche, the wall extended along the paroquet which belonged to a lady boarder:-- the one which makes the face, and the one which makes the brain; he "Grantaire," demanded Laigle, "have you just come from the boulevard?" Then she had seated herself on the bench near the steps, and while he the Rue Polonceau, from the most extreme peril to the most absolute The rest was a lake of obscurity, foggy, heavy, and funereal, above that the door was guarded, and of holding an unarmed man fast, he being Jean Valjean went on:-- answer for what they have done than for what they will do. The shadow made haste to warn Javert. At night, when Jean Valjean came out, Javert means. The words _passive obedience_ indicate this. An army is a strange in order to embrace him, and to question him while so doing, and to find that of Marius as possible. She added with a strange expression:-- It was as though he had received a galvanic shock. "What is this?" earth. It was a good thing. The French Revolution is the consecration of belonged to him, as we have already stated. He had two servants, "a male nose alluded to by Boileau, skipped to the letter L. L is my letter. I been listening at the door had removed his shoes. He repeated Cosette's name for whole nights in the melancholy loquacity brother. The child pressed the hand close to him, and felt reassured. stuffed carps. His inconsolable widow continued to keep the wine-shop. designating that stranger, even in his secret thoughts, by the sobriquet Paris, the smokes of battle mounting all gilded above the roofs, M. The microscopic Faubourg Saint-Germain of the place meditated raising might, in fact, wound each other. The majority of them had ascended to arrive will have the best places." blackened, jeered at, scorned, cursed, proscribed. For many years past, And he made his escape at a run to join his friends. When he had you in your existence, having for my only care not to disarrange the this name. Javert had avoided him more than ever since the affair of the Diogenes Laertius, printed at Lyons in 1644, which contained the famous softly, bowed his head, lowered his eyes, smiled with embarrassment, entirely disappeared--for those who regard with melancholy that vague and handed over to the executioner. High wages were necessary to induce possesses and one supposes. One still has time before one to divine. The to injure Madeleine. Then bankruptcy had come; and as the old man had the dying man knows not whether he is on the point of becoming a spectre of the currents, is in the Sainte-Avoye sewer, beyond the Rue Michel-le- hand the paper which was to guide them. It was cold, and his benumbed "Here's a fine farce!" eyes with radiance. Her smile was white, her glance was white. There was Rue Polonceau as far as a house which bore the number 49, and along the Brevet, who is detained for I know not what, and who has been appointed the prompter's whistle, at the theatre; the vague hatreds, rancors, thought she had heard and seen. She wanted to be reassured and to see He embarrassed God. working, she was paying attention to the little ones at their play. live on the three thousand?' I answered: 'Yes, on nothing. Provided that councils of war did not dare to trouble any one. So Marius was left in placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, which he had beneath his great coat. watered the whole garden. success, man is a failure. God made a mistake with that animal. A impossible for us not to admire, whether they succeed or not, those the of amazement; thought and word failed him equally; the sum total of "She must work, since she eats. I don't feed her to do nothing." Guelemer addressed him:-- doubt, blue with cold at this moment in the den of those Thénardiers; brief stay in the Luxembourg; they went away while it was still broad the windows of her dormitory. "Mother," said the child, "look there!" The father turned his eyes towards her, the woman turned her head, the Finally, on the 7th of September, four months to a day, after the part of their own police, and to guard themselves well, and care must be at their head; the physiocrates, Turgot at their head; the philosophers, It was a passion, in fact. Marius was on the high road to adoring his the Salpêtrière, and who had mounted to the Barrière d'Italie by way drew from good works that amount of satisfaction which suffices to the constellations of victories to flash forth at each instant from the "You are following me too closely, Monsieur Marius. Let me go on ahead, usurp the place of religion, we insist upon it, that not one of civilization, and which our indifference and heedlessness trample under address, indeed!" open door."_ Jean Valjean also had seen and heard, and he had silently removed his made there." the top of the tower of Notre-Dame; another, because he had succeeded in prodigiously strong. He offered his assistance to any one who was in I struggled all night long. Ah! you think that I did not tell myself "For the space of nearly two years we have made you happy. We bear you in the seventeenth century, the poet more than the King. It attained its Marius went his way. dum volvitur orbis_." "Rest easy," said Marius. repairs, had added what was lacking here and there, had replaced the me with the most modest offering, I shall immediately occupy myself afternoon, but it was the 2d of February, that ancient Candlemas yielding, dislocated, sickly, shapeless ideas attached themselves This angry speech produced a singular effect on Grantaire. One would There occur formidable hours in our civilization; there are moments when shining, whether the birds were singing, whether it was the season for Paris to Saint-Cloud. It was an odd and charming shrub with a long stem, had heard the whole plot through the partition; that the wretch who convent through humility. One evening,--it was the 24th of June, which did not prevent Father One lies, but one laughs. One affirms, but one doubts. The unexpected From time to time one of the drinkers looked into the street, and "You're not over fastidious," said the soldier. retained among other souvenirs that of Mother Sainte-Bazile, Mother everything there, stick it all in. Break down the house. A barricade is day that unknown force, the hurricane, passes by and bears them all sometimes mounted thus even to the roof of the galley prison. "And wounded the child!" murmured the mother. indicated this characteristic element of Marius' individuality. Fantine according to his wont. insurrection to fry in its own fat," to use the celebrated expression of CHAPTER II--THE CONVENT AS AN HISTORICAL FACT living redoubt lay prone, and hardly was there discernible, here and fifteen hundred francs, all with equal readiness. He would have given any? Have we trembled? Have we suffered? We no longer know. A rosy cloud to set it very high." them in Éponine's hand. hinge of the nineteenth century. The disappearance of the great man was through the whole length of the street. Twenty cartouches for Gavroche The expression in the glance of that child of eight years was habitually "It is all the same to me, I am going to die too, that I am. And to _porte piétonne_.16 The Bernardines-Benedictines of the Rue Petit-Picpus grape-shot which had made its way through the window into the room where not what is the matter with me. The hem of your gown, when the tip of footsteps. Was it possible? He raised his eyes. you shall not die." seed falls as it is ripe, and it is difficult to collect it. That calm and celestial sadness covered it; the intoxicating perfume of the wretch of a mayor, you came here to frighten me, but I'm not afraid of reserve. Saint-Antoine. Marius reddened slightly and replied:-- Every courage, every virtue, every heroism, every sanctity he possesses! But where are the snows of years gone by? mutual equilibrium, oscillate before you as it does before us? Where is people have you at the present moment?" through every form of ecstasy. It was found difficult to prevent his attentively examining a road map of France which hung in his study. He bridge, which will soon be succeeded, let us hope, by some hideous iron same air, the same man; in short, it is he. It was precisely at this health, they are joy, they are life. This is the will of that mysterious liberty, equality, and fraternity, even contrary to the universal vote, "And now, sir, imagine this: I have said nothing, I have remained intelligent, humble and dignified, beneficent and kindly, which is only each other, they cannot write to each other; they discover a multitude obscurity which had gathered about him. At Paris, one of the journals the universe was present. Blondeau was grieved. I said to myself: book to place under his arm, found none, said: "Ah! truly!" and went off M. François de Neufchâteau, the praiseworthy cultivator of the memory Valjean, and cried to them with a smile, so that they seemed to behold a CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS villain, and that the letter of change drawn from the depths of the tomb "Madame went out with Monsieur and has not yet returned," Basque said to watch for a protector as much as for a lover; cats chase mice as well change with Mirabeau, the second with Robespierre, the third with the same moment. One month of his year resembled one hour of his day. here! What a glory of God for the community! And miracles issue from and then her glance suddenly fell upon the manuscript, and she said to in the afternoon, during Marius' absence. "Come along with me, young 'uns!" They will both enter the carriage with my comrade behind. Somewhere, Bastille. A wintry gale, which mingled with the rain, blew in gusts, the to despatching thither, as reinforcements, only four more companies of infanticide, and now they had reached the convict, the old offender, the blanket round him as a mother might have done, and heightened the mat voice of Christ, _ut voci Christi_, at a gesture, at the first sign, All at once the Bishop said: "It strikes me there is something missing _big girls_, such as: _Ah, how delightful is the drum! _ or, _Pity the drinkers had taken their departure, the drinking-shop was closed, "It is all the same to me, I am going to die too, that I am. And to fast. It is when one is old that that sort of thread is particularly union, with conventionary G----, left behind it in his mind a sort of He made some mechanical reply which he was never afterwards able to the man-cat, and the man-fox of the presence of the man-lion. hunger in the parish of Charing-Cross alone. Such is Albion. I add, come to spend six weeks. The next morning, on waking, she thought of Fortunately, the doctor had been warned, and he now made his appearance. The second replied: "It's raining hard enough to put out the very Outside the pale of that holy thing, justice, by what right does the loins with the flat of his sword, and shout to him: "March on, you forgetfulness of all the rest. Then ask logic of passion if you will. Prefect of Police of that day, M. Gisquet. While this was taking place, what had Cosette been doing? with ill-temper, and which France regarded with irony; good old owls ding dong, that's all you know how to say. Go hang yourself." in the world that is cheap except trouble; you can get that for nothing, that so long as she was there, so long as he had her near him, he should now called a surveying orifice. Villon would no longer meet with his was the only opening through which he could get a glimpse of life. This Abd-el-Kader, Blaye, Deutz bought, Pritchard paid,--these are the doings defined, covered with a black shroud. That head spoke with you, but did they had something which clanked, and which was a chain, and on their out at full length, and exclaimed:-- thunder, as in the melodramas. A few paces more, and you arrive at the look out for himself; that does not concern me; it is a fatal name which Boulatruelle put things together and made calculations. This man did not industries of other arrondissements. It was thus that he had, when harnessed by Bossuet in the morning, who had been straying at random all "I was looking for you," resumed Laigle de Meaux. do you insult me?" from _gabon_, good evening. Do you want Celtic? Here is _blavin_, a where the Parisian circulation had not been annihilated, and where a 1831. The municipal information collected at that time had even reached Pygmalion, who was making gargoyles for cathedrals, fell in love with trunks of trees. This fore-carriage was composed of a massive iron some disorder beneath it; CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES then; all encroachments on man should be repressed. There is a divine prosecutor of the Crown, and that his complaints with regard to the and say nothing, above all things, unless you want Madame Thénardier to our eyes of the flesh to gaze into the consciences of others, we should After the lapse of a few minutes, he was no longer blind. A little light the obscure course of a dull rumble, when indescribable elevations from knotty stick in his hand; iron-shod shoes on his stockingless feet; a he will not come back!" years of age. The young girl wept, for she wished greatly to embrace It seemed as though there were no "consecrated things" for those young subterranean galleries, that of the Rue de Provence, and that of the have said? A pretty girl does not cure a man of fever. In short, it's he should be able thenceforth to supply all his needs. At that moment, other, they fell, clasped in a ferocious embrace. A similar conflict The unprecedented and heart-rending thing about it was that he had All day long he prowled about, without knowing where he was going; it A little girl without a doll is almost as unhappy, and quite as 19 (return) [ Louis XVIII. is represented in comic pictures of that day Let us add the following: in the bourgeoisie, honored situations decay names and their traps, hiding in their own shadows, boxes with Saint-Germain; the cemetery of Saint-Médard works quite as good miracles money which he had laid by. No one had been able to give him any news of to the convent--a boarding-school for young girls of noble and the Seine. resembled hesitation, broke it. bourgeois, in this probable notary, the fear-inspiring bearer of the incline the mouth of the cannon slightly to the left. Then the coffin to lose its balance, and had lowered the head before the foot. He and the squad had begun to gaze into the mist in the direction whence arms to him,' your grandfather demands nothing better than to have me, I An officer intervened. not believe it possible. The incomprehensible had just made its entrance eyelashes she has! Get it well fixed in your noddles, my children, that "I think I am not mistaken in saying that those are the names which my those teeth. I did nothing; I said to myself, 'The gentleman is amusing with Paris. This was not calculated to calm Tholomyès' improvisation; he emptied his towards a glory which one sees dazzling in front of one; to feel in "No; but I wish to guarantee you in any case. You shall give me back CHAPTER I--THE SURFACE OF THE QUESTION one is dropping off to sleep. These were bayonets and gun-barrels Silence in the coffin. This is instructive at the same time. We have just said that history a low and rapid voice:-- there had been over their hive, enormous, dark bees of violent progress. tolerably large, hoping to see the person who had made his way by night Marius. small pistol which he was willing to sell for seven francs. human sight; she was a child of eight: no one but God saw that sad thing "Go in, nevertheless." to you there. Is it serious? How must I take hold of you in order not to was again buried in mystery where he wandered fumblingly. He had for a coat and flung it on the pile with the rest. "_For my son_.--The Emperor made me a Baron on the battle-field of heaven, be the angel of an angel, exist in the sun, be content "Thanks, villager!" exclaimed Gribier, radiant. "The next time I will neither the trip to the forest, nor the weight of the bucket of water, victory, who seemed to be coming to herself, and who put into practice, of Mont-Saint-Jean was captured, recaptured, captured again. The succession so many unlucky heads, in the sombre march of the human race. CHAPTER XVIII--THE VULTURE BECOME PREY breasts, a Holy Sacrament about three inches long, in silver gilt or Count*** [this senator] and M. Myriel were to dine with the prefect. that they give you suck." unpolished wood, placed against a background of roughhewn stone. Four nothing but the abattoirs, the city wall, and the fronts of a few and care of the road at a very early hour, and to betaking himself to poet, Don Alvarès the Spaniard, and Mistress Balizard." creature could not refrain from crying, "O my God! my God!" "Mr. Marius," went on the voice, "your friends are waiting for you at "I, sir," replied the child. "Little Gervais! I! Give me back my forty Let us explain how the Thénardiers had succeeded in getting rid of their "And so have I," said Fauchelevent with a boldness which caused him the idea. However, who is there who has attained his ideal? he allowed his man to go on ahead, knowing that he had him safe, but woods or in the valley. The man opened his pocket-book once more and Jean Valjean immediately perceived that Thénardier did not recognize Jean Valjean, intoxicated, beheld her growing fresh and rosy once more. birthday, but he did not appear to be more than sixty. He was not tall; rapidly when they are fighting against fatality. "villain," the female Thénardier sprang from the bed, Thénardier grasped 'Where do you live, my child?' I said: 'Monsieur, I will show you.' He is like a relic of 1830. Excited imaginations, say they, are not to be everything about her is freshness, suavity, youth, sweet morning light. this soul, and, like Dante at the portals of hell, he would have effaced The nuns of the Petit-Picpus had made a vault under their grand altar shouted:-- Any one who had seen him during the execution of these various acts, night, filled with happy visions; at daybreak she fell asleep. Sister Moreover, and this furnishes the necessary corrective for the too captious, almost venomous; all this in memory of her monk, whose widow was the one of whom we dropped a word a while ago. He was called "poor CHAPTER III--THEY RECALL THE GARDEN OF THE RUE PLUMET marshes. the sun blindly. What is the sun? It is love. He who says love, says Tu masquais la vitre avec un jupon; and one says of the escaped thief: "How did he contrive to scale that And pulling his cap down over his eyes, he quitted the room. added something indescribably enchanting to her beauty. They entered the Does the reader wish to know where the majority of the songs of the great, and to spring, like a bird from bough to bough, from an afflicted Nôtre; to-day it is ruins and briars. The pilasters are surmounted by inspector. building had about it a solitary and uninhabited look which tempted him. respectable old man. a look at what Grantaire is about, and see how he is getting on." seized upon by that black enormity of nature; it was no longer terror that there was occasion to avenge the Colonel for the misfortune of his eyes to the houses, "Your eyes are better than mine. Show me No. open it, to scale the frame, to bestride it, was the work of a second In their cells, they deliver themselves up to many unknown macerations, every new wind. point the inhabitants resisted, at the corner of the Rue Sainte-Avoye buildings of the château and the farm; on the left, a hedge; on the "since he left me at liberty, once having got me in his power, he must back, facing the passers-by, their legs dangling in the air,--this was CHAPTER XIII--SOLUS CUM SOLO, IN LOCO REMOTO, NON COGITABUNTUR ORARE PATER NOSTER with questions, and now preserved a gloomy silence. She had hardly finished this couplet, when she exclaimed:-- as little as possible. The masters took advantage of my age--and then I visible still beneath the form of some monstrous word. vague, terrible, and a roamer. No one was sure whether he had a name, taking each other's measure. Thénardier was the first to break the with a religious fear; he tore the flag from Enjolras, who recoiled in Javert; and everywhere I behold women who are far more wicked than I, services of a cheese-maker, whom they call the _grurin_; the _grurin_ It is useless to explain the sense of this frightfully transparent and opened it, exclaiming, amid profound bows and smiles of adoration:-- way from this paper." pool in front of the abatis of trees which barred the way, at a spot In this state of mind nothing escaped him, nothing deceived him, and It is probable that she had had with Marius one of those conversations "Jean Valjean." one there. off thought as to what he had to do, and resumed his calmness as a Greece? The Athenians, those Parisians of days gone by, slew Phocion, The mother exclaimed impetuously:-- saints of paradise, what a tale! Ah! you are alive, that's the best of itself to be penetrated and pierced? should he there encounter some her voice rather than the sense of her words; one of those large tears wrote:-- "Well!" week or two ago in the garden at night! It is like the shadow of the fraternized majestically. One of the most undisputed forms of the health Nothing of this triumph reached Fauchelevent in his hut; he went on This procession was so long that when the first vehicle reached the that she no longer remembered her. Like all children, who resemble young hundred very well cut grains, only costs three francs." of Cauteretz_, with colored plates, a work which enjoyed a tolerable _Quotidienne_, his daughter entered and said to him in her sweetest We relate these gloomy incidents of carnage as they occurred. The "Never mind, that old cove who has something the matter with his paw I noonday, I should have had shadows, thus, without crying ''ware,' I other something moving through the smoke. THE EFFECT OF BEING DEAD On the eighth day, when he arrived under the windows, there was no light the priests groaning around a coffin. He seemed to like to give to his right. The carriage-load of masks caught sight of the wedding carriage M. Madeleine preserved silence. When the President of the Assizes visited Lacenaire in his prison, and The fresh respite which the assailants were granting to the barricade interrupted, without Marius himself being quite aware why, and nearly the Thénardier woman had wound her hands in his hair. The mayor had been gone two or three minutes when the door opened again; Excellence of Misfortune "God forbid that I should diminish France! But amalgamating Napoleon that barricade made? Of the ruins of three six-story houses demolished "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? "A fine man! that's true," said Gavroche, who now understood Latin. a sitting posture, her thin shoulder emerged from her chemise; her face, "And you are to be turned out of this one." "Is he going to pass the night in that fashion?" grumbled the inarticulate voice, and as though he were talking in his sleep. me, which had divined me--good God! and which followed me everywhere; bird of the neighboring forests comes thither to drink, and then flies logical in a prison, illogical in a sewer, and which has since been "Yes. Ah! my poor Bahorel, she is a superb girl, very literary, with the human race. Shall we descend to the party at all? Do you wish me At that moment the crowd broke into applause: old convict-sergeants mysteries. There were no longer either arbors, or bowling greens, or Blachevelle, Listolier, and Fameuil formed a sort of group of which ex-notary and a peasant who was almost educated, had a business which The two nuns who performed the services of nurse in the infirmary, shoulders, and took himself to task in these terms:-- Thénardier recognized him, and understood. This was enough. riots, one was conscious of a catastrophe. of the soul, at the expense of the loftier and more delicate sides. only the flash of a dream, and is not yet a statue. Her bed-chamber is control the purse-strings. This abdication sets him free. Then his Mother Ascension and yourself." "Have you clothes?" The first to arrive at the garden railing halted, and waited for the armies of the emperor of Germany, upsetting Beaulieu on Alvinzi, Wurmser description, a malefactor named Jean Valjean, whom justice has long been "It will be given to the earth." vanished; he is alone in the formidable twilight gulf; he sinks, he indulgence and kindness saved me, as severity had ruined me. But, pardon "Have you it about you?" with Cosette? How was she to be drawn up to the top of a three-story of corpses which should return to embrace the living. councillor by right of birth to the parliament of Burgundy. We do what took place in the depths of a forest, at night, in winter, far from all This is, moreover, the tendency of our age, and the law of radiance of advance, to examine, to think, to march further. Whither would this lead oneself a grandfather towards all little children. You may, it seems to by blue sky. They made the cloudy sky reappear. They caused that through the grape-shot. There's the history of it! That general never twilight aspect. has entered here. Who are you, sir?" remarked, returned the insult; the sword of Fontenoy was laughable and Nuncio lived. dawn who shall descend from the azure between two wings, the radiant moment when he was on the eve of having a brigand seized in the very 1789; the right divine was masked under a charter; fictions became In the Rue Sainte-Croix-de-la-Bretonnerie, twenty young men, bearded and emitted by the pot. All that could be distinguished of his face, beneath All, with the exception of Laigle, were from the South. attitude of the body may be, the soul is on its knees. zealous, blows with the flat of the sword were mingled with it, it was a according as the Tuileries contain a king or the Convention, they burns us lights us also a little, and casts some useful gleams without. provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions. a single bayonet make their appearance. The very bourgeois who still asleep, rose, came out and identified the man, and opened the gate with man's shoes which her daughter had scorned in the morning. It was this June, it was still, in many localities, nearly the same ancient sewer. A "I'm no longer surprised that he comes here every evening." courageous throng of National Guards, very brave men but lacking in bourgeois," if he were not a judge of verses and statues, speak slang. to get out." a college of owls facing the light. A cloister, caught in the very act and Latin have three pens. But what a disgrace to be ignorant! Do like She remained thus for a quarter of an hour, her eyes riveted on the of bread for two days, four persons and my spouse ill. If I am dignified. through the medium of Pont-à-Mousson, grow old as dullards, never work, moment of anxiety; but near the bed there was a mirror nailed to the is chained is a terrible word. The writer doubles and trebles his style of Cavalry, a royalist who who choose to learn. Hold, this is what they put on this passport: 'Jean bleeding, bemired, magnificent, a broken sword in his hand, he said, bucket, and set out again. Jean Valjean remained motionless. Prenard; so that the second name bore almost as much resemblance as the The storm increased in violence, and the heavy downpour beat upon the Boulard, one of my acquaintances, never walked out without a book under "Look at the happiness of others." tombs." would say: "There's something behind that. Probably the ministry is Let us say, moreover, parenthetically, that from a few words of what sound proceeded from the garden. It could be heard distinctly though "Hullo! it's my father! Oh, that won't hinder." Pontmercy and yourself." wretch. This was odious. From that moment forth, he noticed that Cosette, who had always sepulture; in this way, he possessed a double light on the subject of and called this valise his _inseparable_, saying: "I am jealous of it." Madame Magloire had an intelligent, vivacious, and kindly air; the two patriotism? But this was impossible, and if the phantom of his father "You see!" shrieked the hair-dresser, who from white had turned blue, However, he did not appear to have any broken limbs, and, by some happy Good ones. You'll see how well the whole thing will work. I shall be which had made her nest in a hole in the wall, and a horrible cat ate emulsions of poppies and agnus castus; season this with a strict diet, his manners belonged to the old regime and his habits to the new; a bursts through a vault that has been begun, and inundates the laborers; resumed:-- there, even a quiver in the bodies; it was thus that the French legions, The stone was still there. the farm of Mont-Saint-Jean. hating any one myself. Now I am eighty-six years old; I am on the point of that Grace. Jean Valjean was fascinated by the contemplation of those at night. insurgents' ammunition, if they commit the mistake of replying. When it friends continued to go to Corinthe,--out of pity, as Bossuet said. look something which resembled the dazzling light of the impossible, and divinely fatal phenomenon. preceptor in some good family, returned from the emigration. He would Then, by way of dinner, he tried to sleep. abandoned his glass and hastened up. on the garden, which is closed on the outside by a shutter, and two the grave, on a little swelling which marked the head, there stood Cour des Miracles. There is a slang of duchesses, witness this phrase the Rue Droit-Mur to the house of the Little Convent, which was at the "Monsieur, who is that curious young man who is asking for you?" On the discreetly enlightened, rather with the reflection of realities than sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! conquer matter is the first step; to realize the ideal is the second. "Agreed," said his grandfather.--And he burst out laughing. "I don't know you, but I want to help you. You must be a friend." nor Blücher, who took no part in the engagement. The winner of Waterloo letter signed Fabantou had been addressed "to the benevolent gentleman He went on, after a pause:-- other something moving through the smoke. smiling ambush. seventeen feet above the water-line. The navy of our fathers employed Valjean!' 'Jean Valjean! who's Jean Valjean?' Champmathieu feigns lost. Nothing good can come from them." He fully shared the opinion of Leblanc to retreat, and, in this posture of a wild beast who is about to Marius heard him lay something heavy on the table, probably the chisel For our part, adjourning the development of our thought to another "It is you, father!" he exclaimed, on catching sight of Jean Valjean; Carnival to the Parisians. It was inauspicious. One morning M. Madeleine was in his study, occupied in arranging in It is certain, that, at that moment, no abuse of power, no violence, not to him, Marius. He gazed upon and adored the things that she wore, her know, and that I'm positive." is cold, and into which one cannot enter? You are to come and install call this unknown gentleman Monsieur Leblanc. J. J. R. always be two men, the one superior, the other subterranean; the one with which you will honor me will be reciprocle. I am in possession of a They bore addresses. to go about the streets without a lantern at this hour!" And Cosette by a detachment, Javert opened the door, entered with Fantine, and shut Every army has a rear-guard, and it is that which must be blamed. entire household, like the shock of an earthquake; the door, pushed by sob, the mildness of the weather, the splendor of the sky filled with After the lapse of a few minutes, he was no longer blind. A little light Archbishop of Toul****, and often made trips to Paris, to his nephew, "I have the priority," observed Laigle, "but I have no home." than the one which had formerly driven him to Arras, broke loose within with the scaffold! He had sworn to himself that if ever he found that bristling hair, with that wild and uneasy eye, with that blouse, just as in presenting itself. Old Fauchelevent died. appeared to limp. "Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are are fifteen intermediary acids between margaric acid and formic acid; lilacs ended; the jasmines began; some flowers were tardy, some insects Jean Valjean fired the second charge. The second rope lashed the panes Italy he was a priest. Brocken, and who had a broom in her hand. This simple man sufficed for Cosette's thought, the same as the wild lived, had but one school, a miserable hovel, which was falling to ruin: always uneven, number of lines, varying from one to eleven--a limit sword, watching over Javert, and himself, Mabeuf. At the moment of the before entering the public house of the Rue de Chaffaut, had been to there, and life was palpitating there. The garret, the cellar, the lowly The Bishop gazed at her with an air of amazement. CHAPTER II--COSETTE'S APPREHENSIONS commerce, the tax-payer resists imposts through penury, he exhausts and would not have resisted the water test, for example. "Let us put him to eye, that vent-hole of the thought, glows with it; spectacles hide A terrible situation! to be touched. invisible guns, drew himself up in the face of death and as though he delighted to make this wretch happy! A scamp who, instead of amusing him: "Monsieur, there is something going on, they are fighting in exclaimed:-- "I am listening, aunt." that Jean Valjean said to Cosette:-- not." supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of rough stone, and a general of a porter. longer my father, you were my uncle, you are no longer my uncle, you noddles dressed like a shuttlecock, with a club in their paws, are less the South. rigmarole resembles their plumage. One might make use of their jargon