his infancy, since the days of his mother, of his sister, had he ever words:-- What, then, is progress? We have just enunciated it; the permanent life His breakfast was served; he seized the bread, took a mouthful, and then little shorter, who were passing rapidly, all out of breath, in terror, small effect which he produced no doubt piqued the lounger; and taking She retorted with acrimony:-- these lost traces. Gavroche did not see them again. Ten or twelve weeks Napoleon turning round abruptly, despatched an express at full speed to echelonned from street to street; at the Halle-aux-Vins, a squadron of the door; he grasped the knob convulsively; the door opened. out, but this iconoclast, Courfeyrac, respected nothing,--Ma'am Bougon a jolly fellow. But you are a jolly fellow, too. Are you not, comrade? On arriving at the Luxembourg, Marius made the tour of the fountain PREFACE "Monsieur--" Hence the impossibility of uttering, even for Cosette, that name of mind; I tell Blachevelle that I adore him--how I lie! Hey! How I do been lighted than from a candle. The shadow of the window-frame was not Jacqueries are earthquakes of the people. The man's head was bent down, and he did not see him approaching. In a subject of this absence which was to last only one day, and what This courtyard was more built up in 1815 than it is to-day. Buildings breathing. There ensued a most terrible silence; then, all at once, Thénardier laughed coldly, as usual, and said:-- uneasily the impassive spectral forms straying beneath a shroud, erect lighting up the edge of the sky in doleful wise. transferred to Gaillon. It is necessary to pass through Paris in order thousand francs a year in Paris. These are beings of the great neuter great, and to spring, like a bird from bough to bough, from an afflicted committed and confessed, the chastisement had not been ferocious and CHAPTER III--LIGHT AND SHADOW "I have been a student. I passed my fourth examination. I never drink." fell upon his arm; he felt himself vigorously thrust aside by a push It sometimes happens, that on certain shores of Bretagne or Scotland a horse' feet stood. _Scabra rubigine_. A few years ago, a shell of sixty "The French Revolution!" the last house, and gazed into that street, and there was in that tragic of the term. In a trade, the manufacture of black glass goods, he made abstracted air, in threadbare robes, who were gnawing their nails or to have the honor of sheltering myself under your protection, fleurs-de-lys made on the galleys of Louis XIV. and ordered of his said, we beg the reader to take note of it, and we continue. a chair near his bed, and he always carried the key about his person. them. He resumed with solemnity:-- "A police spy, yes; from the moment when I have misused the police. I am And then, in proportion as he regained life, the old ulcers of his Revolutions spring not from an accident, but from necessity. A CARPE HO RAS. me, the soul is lacking; I take myself off, everything dies: and this be worthy of it is a matter of course." Below, the colonel had added: wont, having, a despot-turned slave, but a single thought,--to satisfy watered with rain and blood, amid the gloomy grain, on the spot where Jean Valjean had returned Enjolras' rifle, but he had his own gun. distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm works. penned by the colonel. Neither paper nor case could afterwards be found. respect are compatible. We do not understand all, but we insult nothing. "I swear to you, that it is indispensable that we should be alone." "To live!" interrupted Marius. "You do not need that name in order to courtyard, had had Fantine's room pointed out to him by the portress, This is not the place for enlarging disproportionately on certain drop by drop in overwhelming efforts and which will never be renewed. Theocritus, and lifted her dress, the robe more sacred than that of so high an idea of France and its peerage, that he viewed everything "Now," said Thénardier, "search him, you other fellows!" And the long-haired one began again:-- upon Javert, was a rude shock. of novel sensations. He was conscious of a sort of rage; he did not of their well-paid turpitude, exhibited their devotion to the monarchy on his knees, with the whole upper portion of his body supported on his radiant portal. Jean Valjean was no longer conscious of fatigue, he no through the mill-stones; there are tares, fennel, vetches, hempseed, is waiting for me there," said he. Cosette was not there. He raised his palimpsest, that portion of chaos which still exists in nature. This Enlarge At times, Courfeyrac folded his arms, assumed a serious air, and said to eight and a half from Saint-Pol to Arras. He is going to Arras." The difference between that sum and the six hundred and thirty thousand A glance capable of piercing all that mist deeply would have perceived Fauchelevent burst out laughing. grumbled for awhile at having that dear little creature "taken from him" moment that he put the snow down my back. Monsieur Javert, good Monsieur built in such a manner that the combatants could, at their will, either that he had a friend also. Some misfortune happened to him every moment, the barbarians of civilization and the civilized men of barbarism, we surface. Sometimes, in the very obscurity of a fact lurks its danger. that." uphold two. Marius and Jean Valjean would have stood a chance of "Well, what of it?" resumed the man. cry; the man's head overbalanced his body; the man fell around the yard, mercy upon him in my turn--what have I done? My duty? No. Something civilization. the English call respectability for his house. the doors on their hinges, and created in the prison a terrible and give you my most sacred word of honor, that if you go away I shall die." He gave up all idea of climbing by means of the drain-pipe, and crawled and supped for four, and went down to the porter's quarters for company, The man who was being followed arrived at this little mound and went a black hole. And, with a poignant accent, he added: within a man, and when it returns from conscience to thought; it is in Meanwhile, within her, pauperism, the proletariat, salary, education, stop up that hole, would certainly have found the stiff abandoned there, Bibere Tiberim, id est seditionem oblivisci_. Paris drinks a million be vexed, and was jealous of his own shadow. It is thus, in fact, that penny then? You are dressed like a pickpocket." razor and the sword." And in these two places, so similar yet so unlike, these two species about her entire dress. She wore a gown of mauve barège, little reddish Widow Hucheloup's mirror from the wall, was examining his tongue in it. his soul became compounded of silence like the cloister, of perfume like A terrible moment of expectation and silence ensued. than a bird, who was awake every morning before any one else in the disappeared under the horrible group of ruffians like the wild boar out and felt his happiness increase with the happiness which he afforded from the darkness an indescribably tragic accent. The goodman apprehended than seen through the smoke, Marius, who was entering the flight of steps near the clump of trees on the side of the Rue Madame. body wrapped in a white dressing-gown, which was straight and as At Javert's exclamation, Fantine opened her eyes once more. But the you. When one hears the voices of those whom one loves, one does not CHAPTER I There is for everything a theory, which proclaims itself "good sense"; could conceal after what they said. This song was an old cradle romance with which she had, in former days, It was a woman's voice, a gentle voice, so gentle that it was mournful. puts on gloves before grasping a thorn cudgel. then to the buildings of the Saint-Louis court, to the outer wall, and at the end of the courtyard a low building consisting of two rooms and To feel the sacred shadow which forms an obstacle! not get along at all. We have so many expenses. Just see, that child is principle, and he tried to reach a balance. Et qu'il me fallait quitter This is what Brujon had written the night before. Jean Valjean, overcome, stammered: While the two women were whispering together, with their backs turned baronne being of lofty birth. The sanctuary of virtue cannot cohabit were, each by the other, as their breath mingled in the struggle. with two carbuncles at the extremities, as they extended in an immense However, he was thought to be dead, and this still further increased the everywhere he heard the sound of suffering, and, without seeking to "If you go on at that rate you will not arrive very early." from high comedy to farce. lofty roofs of the houses which barred the Rue de la Chanvrerie on you dealer in second-hand secrets, merchant of mysteries, rummager of well grown, all four of whom were lodged in the same attic, one of the succeeded no better. Three years for this fresh attempt. Sixteen years. midst of men all naked! contained nothing agreeable for him; the white stocking of the first Magloire had rushed to the oratory, entered the alcove, and returned Fatal declivity down which the most honest and the firmest as well as restitution by announcing my true name. That concerns me. I have a their own well-being; this dazzling awakens them. Hence the necessity as the Seine, where it terminates in a Y; secondly, on his right, the not on mattresses two inches thick, but on straw. And finally, they were (www.gutenberg.org), you must, at no additional cost, fee or expense to evil thoughts which he had brought away from the galleys,--a remnant of influence of this perverse literature the crime of Champmathieu, or his nails energetically into his hair and contented himself with disobedient which almost resembles a heart! To come to the pass of laughing:-- Plantes than in his garden at Austerlitz. The year before he had owed violets. How graceful! one cannot live otherwise than nobly with such a In fact, a new personage had entered on the scene. This was a second "Go and sleep somewhere else," cried Enjolras. Madame Thénardier approached _the yellow man_; "My husband is right," nine-leaved screen of Coromandel lacquer. Long, full curtains hung from Jean Valjean took these little trips. quivering, upon the pavement that abject dialect which is dripping with It was several seconds before she could speak; she had a _seizure_, as this occasion, and twenty-seven splinters were extracted from his left above the trees of the Champs-Élysées. Madame Magloire made an expressive grimace. Aristogeiton; he, like Harmodius, thought flowers good for nothing squarely intersecting immense, vague stretches of land inundated with names. They hoot at the victim in order to encourage him. They sometimes and a little cast-iron pot whose interior presented evident traces of without stain, and he trembled as he asked himself: The expiation of the number of the shady, to augment the number of the luminous,--that responsibility for him who attempts its steep cliffs. rest; he had merely changed the hand with which he was holding Marius. Great griefs contain something of dejection. They discourage one with had awakened him. Surprised at the rift of light which he saw under his the Empire of such an Emperor, when that nation is France and when it "Grantaire, lend me ten sous." he beheld the three batteries of twelve-pounders, detached by his orders astonishment. half-open at the bottom of the paddock; it is cut squarely in the wall, preserve out of respect for the truth. hold him back. that Jean Valjean said to Cosette:-- Javert put on his hat again, and advanced a couple of paces into the Marius cast a wild glance about him, the last mechanical resource of and magnificent objects of tin. In the first row, and far forwards, the wadded cloak, which concealed his attire. At home, he never wore a fellow there?" aristocracy and the nobility was to believe in the particle. The but he is a thief. He did not kill Javert, but he is a murderer." It engenders a whole world, _la pègre_, for which read _theft_, and a the dogs paid his visit, and went off without noticing anything, except, "Why have you taken off your mask?" cried Thénardier in a rage. to preserve the order represented by a tea-garden. In that bourgeois and Prioress to see fit that he should offer to the community, as indemnity, district. Jean Valjean seized two more coins of five francs each with violence, humane reality, to cause right to penetrate pacifically into the fact which Ney had deflected to the left, as though he had a presentiment of grandfather had been the true guardian of his father's glory, and that between our happiness and our unhappiness. We are the stake, and we look of her mouth. against the wall. It really was something which resembled a picture, and no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it It frequently happened that when M. Madeleine was passing along a have received their pay. Do not make signs to me that I must not talk, the place opposite the Chamber of Deputies, No.--"_ down, immediately after the trial by one of the witnesses to this scene, that wise and charming Mademoiselle de Blemeur, Mother Innocente, who the invisible spectre of the Bastille. the participles, the kings of France, a little music, a little drawing, unity, the secret of life has been discovered so far as they are resounding and heroic kicks, which betrayed rather the man's shoes that nimble than they. He played a fearful game of hide and seek with death; the Gozzi inn on the seashore; it creates Canaris; it creates Quiroga; In the brotherhood of gamins, a memorable accident counts for a great dash out of the window. rendering each other mutually hideous and complementing each other; the secrecy. There will be in the chapel only the four Mother Precentors, himself flat on his stomach on the rounding curb of the basin, and Night had fully come. your throat. It's not the dying so much; you die, for one must die, and crying:-- of the Loire, but children are innocent of their fathers' crimes. I hear, at the extremity of the room, the even and tranquil breathing of questions to himself without replying to them. The intestines of Paris "Untie the gentleman!" said Javert, "and let no one go out!" gradually dying away as they retreated to a greater distance; the group One is not a class because one has committed a fault. Selfishness is not Æantides! Oh! Who will grant me to pronounce the verses of Homer like a While they were loosing him, a fifth held a bayonet against his breast. beast, atrocious in the man of no estate. "Yonder, in the first wedding-cart, on our side." quit my mother's love, I would say to great Cæsar, "Take back thy hideous. One would have pronounced them monkeys from the tiger's court. suspected as much. That man was too good, too perfect, too affected. by it. The departure for Cythera! exclaims Watteau; Lancret, the painter This is what Brujon had written the night before. principal one, and that which was invariable, was to keep his door yard. The man who picks it up opens it and finds in it a note addressed living souls. Add individual tortures to national degradations, One cluster broke into a curiosity shop in the Rue des One day Marius, who was fond of talking gravely in the midst of his Jerusalem murdered lessens Titus, tyranny follows the tyrant. It is a hinges. This grating, a sort of door pierced at the base of the quay, electronic work, or any part of this electronic work, without NOTE ON THE REGULATION OF MY HOUSEHOLD EXPENSES. Marius made sure that the door was securely closed. He laid her gently on the ground, and went away. Something told him that who finds his cage open. Instinct said to him, "Flee!" Reason would have not a dock-yard." and England. He did it so often that he lost his place. There he was, distinguished the metallic gleam of swords and bayonets, the dull rumble came, as though inspired by a sudden whim, and made him a deep courtesy, he did not fear lest some misfortune might occur in a house so little a gust of wind carries it away. They overshot Saint-Merry and found the sewer, he was arrested. Do you know, sir, that that man did all promised so brightly for the future. hopes for a downfall, some outcome, in short, at the very bottom, the budget and a paltry budget of education? Have not you also that passive cannon, the cuirassiers had just caught sight of a trench,--a trench for a bullet which should spare him the trouble of waking. Many corpses was falling backwards into the barricade; then, everything vanished so Below the last line he signed: name would ring in his ears, when the hideous words, Jean Valjean, would The Thénardier deigned to reply:-- CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN AS A NATIONAL GUARD Saint-Dominique rumbled luxuriously, in vain, in the vicinity, in vain ambitious man." When he was seen to decline honors, they said, "He is and in a formidable attitude, he brandished above his head the red-hot he presented himself to the owner of the distillery and requested to be creation, he could not have told himself, probably, what was passing in from side to side, and was adjusted in a groove of the post. The pulley Petit-Banquier, on its way back to Paris. "Do you understand anything about it?" said Marius to Cosette. When the man had disappeared in the thicket, Fauchelevent listened until That evening, as he was undressing preparatory to going to bed, his hand capitals: GOD; THE KING; HONOR AND THE LADIES; BY DUCRAY DUMINIL, 1814. energetic and resolute push. were two cheerful sounds. dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day out of a hundred which haste. A folio Dante served us as a table on which to eat merrily a his heels, an old hat of some other father, which descends below his trousers, and their bare feet were thrust into wooden shoes. The rest At nightfall, in a meadow near Genappe, Bernard and Bertrand seized by him as he was thinking of her? Sometimes, in those inexplicable hours servants; marauders; armies on the march in days gone by,--we are not Marius in his agitation. M. Leblanc had barely pronounced a few words, This work, peculiar to the whole of Europe, effected more ravages in "You the man to go to the Barrière du Maine! You capable of it!" and he, he rattles in the death agony. Plutarque was reading a romance in one corner of the room. She was Marius reflected, and allowed her to have her way. invented a way of making it with gum shellac and turpentine. It does not a thrust from a bayonet, there,--at the Moskowa seven or eight themselves, certain Very-Lofty mortals, man-stars, may be mistaken? That road to Fontainebleau, and that, five and thirty years before, he had these two beings, all charged and all languishing with the stormy a passion at everything, generally quite contrary to all reason. When "A B C, that is to say: the burial of Lamarque." These persecutions of fate had rendered him inventive. He was full of From the point of view of history, of reason, and of truth, monasticism In the meantime he had relapsed into his stupor; he was obliged to make This blind-man's-buff musketry lasted for a quarter of an hour and The storm increased in violence, and the heavy downpour beat upon the conversation the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and, turning to M. Fauchelevent, The rout behind the Guard was melancholy. on the antique plaster of the hovel, which had grown black under the All generous social irradiations spring from science, letters, arts, Nevertheless, this had forced him to swathe his hand in a linen bandage, sufficient to excite the suspicion of a police agent. a bed, the floor served instead of tables and chairs. In a corner, on a into the shadows, had the appearance of dreaming happily over his good then raised her voice:-- which permitted him henceforth to live without working, he should leave abrupt turns, in which the perspective changes suddenly. Chance is the and was the daughter of a girl named Fantine, who had died in the them, jumped down into the courtyard of the bath-house, traversed it, but one partly open door through which my past might invade my life, were beasts, where there were spectres, possibly. She took a good and who, no doubt, played on all these souls at the same time. There the three frogs upon my heart!"_ He liked to scoff aloud at Louis XVIII. cuirassiers quitted the cavalry to return to the infantry; or, to put smile. He was the "brigand of the Loire." He did not succeed in this. A theatre worthy of this great talent was wall was covered with misshapen fungi,--one would have said tumors; the coach from the _Pewter Platter_, Cul-de-Sac de la Planchette, and made a on against the past, which is lagging in the rear, may be necessary. "What name?" Vaugirard cemetery, which was made of land which had formerly belonged "Don't approach!" she cried. thirty-sixth of the month--never, that is to say. I might let that him. A steep escarpment three stories high separated him from the his scaffoldings, his projects for the future. In this state of revery, petty scrap of paper, some trifle in the way of a passport, you know!" his chamber, took merely time enough to throw off his travelling-coat, not touch it, fled without glancing behind her, took refuge in the This well where drank so many of the dead was destined to die itself. of a wicked creature, or of a noble heart, you will not escape from this As for Marius' inward political revolution, M. Mabeuf was totally This man was "already found." His name was Louis Philippe d'Orleans. Madam Magloire has pulled off all the paper. There were things beneath. immediately obtained numerous versions of the story, which ended in the knew nothing about herself, save that she had come from Montfermeil. him. CHAPTER I--MINES AND MINERS "Could you hide me in that room to-night when every one is asleep?" interior of the low-studded room of the public house, illuminated by a The pallet on which M. Leblanc had been thrown was a sort of hospital He inhaled her. She refused nothing, and he asked nothing. Cosette was is not a business in which choice is permitted. The historian of manners carved, Chinese ivory handle of a parasol, and her silken shoe outlined the wall, and there were no walks nor turf; but there was enough grass behind a heap of rubbish, with the patient rage of a pointer. would they attack the brain? As yet, this could not be decided. A grave cross. any other conditions than a denial of the infinite. We have demonstrated Thénardier replied with simplicity: "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his de Mesgrigny, the capuchin, Bishop of Grasse; Philippe de Vendôme, Grand Towards the middle of the day, after having, from time to time, for the years ago by an old pupil, now Madame la Duchesse de----one of the most point that he might have been thought to be absent from himself like a the abyss. The convict had moored him securely with the cord to which of the divers basins, to sound the small sewers grafted on the principal good cakes and lasses were to be found at the Ermitage, on the Boulevard Then she questioned him:-- at the very moment when he was stepping into the coach for Montfermeil. street would not have astonished a forest. The lofty trees, the copses, At that epoch, certain houses abutting on the river, in the Rues Madame bundle tied up in a handkerchief; in his right he leaned on a sort of a with a lively curiosity. "Would you like to come to the Luxembourg?" jockey is a sportsman, a wood-louse is a pterigybranche. Vanity has a The transition had not been softened, and they would have been stunned, Certainly, such a man would have done well not to entertain any Let us say at once that later on, after the action, when the bodies were Cosette in her shadow, like Marius in his, was all ready to take fire. the name of Thénardier. Marius, with his grave and enthusiastic nature, occasion presented itself, there was suddenly seen to emerge from all night before last remained. The portress had "done up" his room; only liberalism. and that there existed between them some connection, of relationship, course of a molecule? How do we know that the creation of worlds is not - You comply with all other terms of this agreement for free more than man and less than man. There is incomplete immensity in one of them which formed the angle, by means of a staircase twelve or She no longer thought, she no longer saw. The immensity of night was be near death. The vision of the action into which he felt that he "Thénardier, I have told you your name. Now, would you like to have me His hair rose upright: he became like a man who is listening to some children; that it had been an act of madness for him, a miserable, They bear only first names. All are bowed beneath the equality of the prefect laid the blame on them; a mistake meant dismissal. The of the house, hardly knew that he had any neighbors. Nevertheless, some one did present himself. The cess-pool had its scrutinized him as girls scrutinize and see, while looking elsewhere. And he signed it: "GAVROCHE." of life and of human philosophy, and he had ended by gazing at nothing that prodigious pyramid which we call civilization. He distinguished, box at the theatre. There is nothing too fine for you. Why not profit by contributions of Mesdames de Boucs and de Châteauvieux. take me. Good God! the district-attorney shakes his head; you say, 'M. we feel our blood congealing in our veins, and the ice forming round our everything, and he had remained disinterested and stoical to such a mistake as to this surmise--and whose aid he had demanded. soul: kindness accepted and repaid, devotion, mercy, indulgence, men, Fauvent and another man, were visible as they dug side by side. An to spare the assassin! Could one be held to any gratitude towards so An instant later he had disappeared. advance, but never at the time, nor afterwards. They never interfered The brat had passed through the crack. raising Marius in his arms, as far above the water as he could. The mire their feet hung down, their shoulders oscillated, their heads clashed From his infancy, he had been imbued with the judgments of the party of Pratiquez la vertu, "Why?" "What jade is this?" distance, shades kept watch of the sunbeams, but what mattered it? Still and, as the reader had just learned, it allowed the sound of voices and Nevertheless, athwart this painful extrication of indistinct ideas which creation; and we could easily recognize this truth, hardly perceived the prefect laid the blame on them; a mistake meant dismissal. The reflection, and asked him as he had asked Brevet, if he persisted in "Upon my word, sir, you are in luck; you have arrived in season. Do you enveloped in a mantle. The wheel of the tilbury received quite a violent At that moment, one o'clock struck from the church of Saint-Médard. Corinthe house and forming a right angle; the larger shut off the Rue heap of old iron at the bottom of the garden." there for some time, with his soul absorbed in words addressed to God. which was the centre of the combat. On the 18th of June, 1815, the rains Bossuet, Grantaire, all his friends rose erect before him, then all present political outrages are the corollaries. There has not been CHAPTER I--THE YEAR 1817 house, called to the porter who was in bed and who had pulled the cord on the side of the nation. They quitted the throne with gravity, but On the day following that visit, Jean Valjean made his appearance in the take a good look at the accused, recall your souvenirs, and tell us on sepulture. Fauchelevent slackened his pace, but he could not detain the who had attended and physicked Éponine and Azelma through two long there was included even a mother; a father who loved Cosette and adored hammering the table with his fist, and this is what Enjolras heard:-- One sees nothing, but one feels that one is adored. It is a paradise of Then she raised her arms to heaven, and her white face became ineffable; grants its overwhelming immensity, but he establishes its triviality; air. Cosette went off to bed, carrying Catherine in her arms. bayonet." This man had no bayonet. Another spread out over his coat the who is in labor." The sort of estrangement which he had always felt towards the man beside prowler of evil appearance; a suspicious vagabond had arrived who must enthusiasm over the cleverness of the magistrate. By bringing jealousy Sales, is that he cheated at play. And then, religion is attacked. Why? two teeth were lacking. And she laughingly made a movement to lift the old man in her arms. it is a whole solar system on the march. Their radiance casts a gleam "Give me your hand," said the doctor. flame. This manuscript of fifteen pages suddenly and sweetly revealed hypocrisy of the invalid, treated her patients abruptly, roughly, was It was of this rabble that Saint Jerome was thinking, no doubt, and of diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or him of his forty sous. Why? He certainly could not have explained it; sombre, and, at the same time, the crowd increased in density. For the "I can't budge." vision. It was joy, splendor, riches, happiness, which appeared in They instituted a search in the churches of the neighborhood. All the CHAPTER IV--BEGINNING OF A GREAT MALADY long time, even after the illusion had disappeared. A clock does not "You ask why I speak? I am neither denounced, nor pursued, nor tracked, had not been circumstantially proved. His client, whom he, in his something was on the point of occurring. mortals; don't marry. You come and look up your grandfather, who is a sacrifice. The convent is supreme egoism having for its result supreme and weeds, and died. "Gracious," replied the child, "we have no lodging." Montparnasse had emerged, winding rapidly through the long file of It is certain that Napoleon made mistakes during the war with Russia, above stairs, a beating of drums below stairs, the dances, the joyous roulotte de Pantin trime dans le sabri_, the dog is barking, I suspect that old gentleman?" He returned home on foot at midnight, in a driving "Now," said Cosette, adjusting a fold of her dressing-gown, with a enormous deal of thinking, and beheld M. Madeleine seated on his truss meagre supper. neck as an infinitely delicate thing." folded his arms and accepted his end, the din of strife ceased in the possible to look into this little paradise. The mother was there, waved abroad by a heroic handful of Frenchmen, as the white standard had "There is another thing which bothers me. I have said that I would put had never been pretty; her whole life, which had been nothing but a lived all sorts of aged nuns of various orders, the relics of cloisters to the police. When a man is no longer young, they call him nothing but an old bird, Lafayette says, the most holy of duties, an uprising may be the most other about it: a great many of them passed that way. life." His hair was gray. He was dressed in black from head to foot, in which enveloped him penetrated his spirit. He walked in an enigma. This disagreement as to any detail with "Monsieur Thénardier,"--which was under the Empire and under the Restoration, the sorts of bravery unpolished wood, placed against a background of roughhewn stone. Four people toils and suffers, and suffering and toil are the two faces of air. Cosette went off to bed, carrying Catherine in her arms. the time of Henry IV., permitting a glimpse of the trees of an orchard; fragment of the Rue Mondétour which opens through the Rue des Prêcheurs cravat, green spectacles with a double screen of green taffeta over his did you bring so many; they were not needed." feeling, then returned for his candle and re-entered his room. Touquet Charter in his fist, and flung it in the fire. The paper Madeleine and Jean Valjean. "Your health, Claquesous." enemy taking it. So you've never prigged apples over a wall where there frozen. She had not lain down. Her cap had fallen on her knees. the very man himself. Grief, when it attains this shape, is a headlong nothing, buried in chance, that is to say, engulfed in providence. agrees with Talleyrand." A being resembling a man was walking amid the bell-glasses of the melon opponent as though a sort of incorruptible and imperturbable instinct waiting for him, shut his book, rose from his table, and entered the rays representing a sun upon the front of the barracks on the Quai "Well?" and dignities; deserters from Ligny and Quatre-Bras, in the brazenness "To the cross-bar of the window," added Brujon. He added not a word further, and followed Jean Valjean as a dog follows indefinitely. During this time, clouds passed above their heads. Every he was a bit of a poacher, and this injured his case. There exists a And dull at Palaiseau, C'est la faute à Rousseau." 'Tis the fault of who is on high, looks down on what I am doing at this moment, and that "She's well. I don't know, let me alone, and be off, I tell you." standing erect, which attitude is not hated by thinkers. Laigle de Meaux combined silence and sound, of the statue of the commander, but this state they fumble about. It was a day of lightning brilliancy; in fact, evening I dig graves. Such is life, rustic." idea, no plan, no project. He was not even absolutely sure that it was in questions touching the dead, the authority of the exarch and the evidently, a whole country-side must perish! a poor woman must die in undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one ribbon. I regret the bride's garter. The bride's garter is cousin to the Tortuous, cracked, unpaved, full of fissures, intersected by gullies, connoisseurs. Everywhere, the mire, which the sewermen came to handle Jondrette opened a cupboard near the fireplace, and drew from it an old everything, a strange thing called a cigar in his mouth. Nothing was intrepid. It is a thing unheard of that a man should be as cold as ice they were exhausted, when these formidable men on the point of death had valley of the former member of the Convention, and he said, "There is a Some persons, however, were still curious, surmising that in all this but winter came again. Short days, less work. Winter: no warmth, of the human race. This has often been the fault of the bourgeoisie. who stick at a sou, exaggerate the fashions, admire tragedy, despise they laid him down, closely bound about the middle of the body. heap of rubbish." ferocious beasts who are uneasy; their terrified air evokes terror. "Alone?" was indispensable that he should take a look into his conscience, after BOOK FIFTH.--THE END OF WHICH DOES NOT RESEMBLE THE BEGINNING sewer; he was on the right path. But he did not know it. presence of the thing which they were about to behold. otherwise than literally. Marius arranged matters so as to be absent at bad action to perform, disguises itself. There it clothes itself in As for the other person, as for the unknown man who had saved Marius, which one finds locked on one at night because one's rent is not the portals of the church, both leaves of which were thrown wide open, them to that good mother, the street, who had brought him up, almost settled, take her. Such is my ferocity. You see, I perceived that you He returned to Fantine's bed, and she went on:-- "Don't cough, sir; I will not have people cough on my domain without my a gallop, is attributed to Villon, and it is worthy of him. This word, of his sheets. He had composed and published a _Flora of the Environs the post as well as elsewhere. Monsieur will have to wait three or four everywhere in this century, this feudal salon was, as we have said, written names! Thrown into a hat!--" broken, aroused their pity, and their ecstasy, sweetly mingled with The Faubourg Saint-Antoine, which was in a dull glow, was beginning its these distractions, these affections which absorbed his life, suddenly A few moments later he was breakfasting at the very table at which Aunt Gillenormand looked on in amazement at this irruption of light in rage, all of you. I am greatly vexed. I don't understand. You do not in a commonplace chamber, at so much a night, the most sacred of the his house to any one who was in need of anything. on the nail!" They were two really pretty little girls, more bourgeois than peasant of you once more. There are two of us here who will henceforth have no as there are extractions. What emerges from these deep excavations? The "We are on the way there," said the child. reasons why I should libertize."40 Diplomatic ciphers are slang; also. Paris would greatly regret it if it had not a guillotine. A terrible moment ensued, during which the poor portress felt as though He went and seated himself in the chimney-corner, meditating, with his "It is light, but it has no cover." reason for being unjust towards God." "Why?" fugitives from justice. Metaphor is sometimes so shameless, that one are going to the chapter. They always hold a chapter when any one dies. on the Boulevard du Maine pulled off their hats to an old-fashioned vertigo. All that had taken place since the morning, the appearance of character, which six months will not extinguish. Revolts, in the present moment beheld very close at hand, in that obscurity, the young girl whom No, from the point of view of the individual. half-open sanctuary. Each one of these mysterious lines shone before Ah! the hussies! If I catch them tripping! I do not jest, that I don't! of the bourgeois. Jean Valjean had this peculiarity, that he carried, as one might say, unknown person unharnessing amid the shadows. She was barefooted and in rags, as on the day when she had so resolutely "That is evident," exclaimed his aunt, who thought she heard M. of battle. The uprising was at one end, the troops were at the other. by the candle; the smallest bit of crockery on the table or on the Saint-Étienne du Mont; he had addressed the shrine of Sainte-Geneviève feet in depth. And how much wood is required to make this ship? Three BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL and, for bracelets in particular, slides of sheet-iron simply laid said, he exclaimed_, must be understood; one speaks to one's self, talks by it. of oppression was realized by this sinister household. It was something hideously; the tossings of the abyss bear him away; all the tongues of "Certainly not." sates public power or private misery, which sets the roots of the State du Trône, at the most deserted spot, some children, while playing, none in dreams. Revery, which is utterly spontaneous, takes and keeps, would have been magnificent. He desired that all which concerned him and rectitude than ever. Marius surveyed by a calm and real, although "Ah, come now," said Madame Thénardier, "did you hear me?" "Set out?" man. wonderfully thin as to essay an entrance or an exit through the square It was not sealed and contained four letters, also unsealed. had said so, it was evidently she of whom the passer-by had spoken, heart," remained for hours in contemplation before a rococo-jesuit altar It is probable that the prisoner had this sou piece on his person at the And he seized Marius' head, and pressed it with both arms against his Not one of the enigmas which he had hoped to see solved had been of the robbers who had been seized the night before. "Who would ever the appearance of continuing a conversation. The whole effect was A packing-case--a coffin, perhaps--took the place of a commode, a "The old man added:-- ruffians near the window he had preserved the most profound and singular drop by drop in overwhelming efforts and which will never be renewed. She interrupted him with a gleam of joy in her eyes. a roll around his head, and that he had a broad girdle of magnificent are outbursts of supreme terror, whence springs wrath like a mournful convent garden, full of ignored flowers and cloistered virgins, where In a few days, Marius had become Courfeyrac's friend. Youth is the "Down with property! The opposition of the left is cowardly and things: I suspect that he obtained it from the Gospel. statue. there; the name of Champmathieu might well have had its origin in "Bah!" replied Jean Valjean, "four paces will put life into my legs once Probably to succeed in clothing the first more warmly. that it searched. certain signs, Thénardier comprehended that he had to deal with a very perceived that it was a very young child, laden with an enormous bucket voices were heard to cry with a sort of tender rage, "Pardon for that CHAPTER VII--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE ORIGIN OF THE SAYING: DON'T LOSE THE CARD was in his soul to appear in his countenance. The depths having been "I am pleased with you, Father Fauvent; bring your brother to me and pitiless shame. "Ah!" said the man, and fell into his revery once more. What took place between these two beings? Nothing. They adored each It was true that the light could not be produced by a candle. However, possible; he had daring waistcoats, and scarlet opinions; a wholesale white cap and a Holy Spirit of silver gilt or of copper on their breast. doubtful as to his success. "Come," began Madeleine again, "twenty louis." haunt attorneys, to follow the court, to hunt up cases--what a bore! Why on the subject of marriage, and all that we wise men can say will not ear:-- phenomenon and a social result. What is slang, properly speaking? It is For additional contact information: Dr. Gregory B. Newby Chief Executive distinguished the metallic gleam of swords and bayonets, the dull rumble "A tear of dew! A little pity!" For nothing must be flattered, not even a great people; where there is shadow, which was particularly startling and terrible, a shadow which him that the sun was withdrawing from the pavement, and that the day We might almost, so far as Courfeyrac is concerned, stop here, The sub-prioress was an old Spanish nun, Mother Cineres, who was almost names. They hoot at the victim in order to encourage him. They sometimes her face in both hands, and shrieked in her anguish:-- The wall, which was daubed with an ochre yellow wash, was scaling off in "And you are right," replied the Bishop. "As one makes one's philosophy, A few days afterwards,--it might have been at eight o'clock in the Do you know what is done then? One does not take the matter ferociously; "From the Tuileries to the Luxembourg, there is but the distance which The earth was thus better lighted than the sky, which produces a and daughters had levied on the package and put on woollen stockings and the habit of coming to this spring. She felt with her left hand in the on their side, placed videttes at the corners of all open spaces, and in the midst of that silence through which something could be felt preceding day had not, as yet, entirely run off, and it created a little Cosette, I should have the idea that I was in the same house with her. disconcerted. Jean Valjean took the blotter again, and convinced himself glance behind him. old monarchy had constructed only twenty-three thousand three hundred the grated front of his shop. He arrived in time to see an arm passed men; the law sells it to them. I do not blame the law, but I bless God. The barricade was free. rage and joy; the street was filled with blinding smoke, and, at the end was a gamin of Paris; he Shouts: "Forward!" as the horse of Scripture heroically lowered before temptations. The revolutionary wholesomeness lint. I have made inquiries. She lives in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? acquainted even with the tradition, had the post painted blue. of Isis: there is no such thing as either good or evil; there is in the perspective of his revery. spot. All flowers unfolded around them and sent them incense; and they Nevertheless, he followed one given direction. "You are doing well." It might be said that agony writhes. It goes, comes, advances towards Perhaps he was above compensation, but no one is above gratitude. Was he magnificent rhododendron which was one of his consolations; four days of He made no reply. He appeared to be absorbed in thought. "Take your revenge." The winner of the battle of Waterloo was not Napoleon, who was put to At the moment when the doctor was wiping Marius' face, and lightly peeled. Jean Valjean loved to haunt these fields. Cosette was not bored come and go. On arriving at the window, Jean Valjean examined it. It had "Citizens," said Enjolras, "what that man did is frightful, what I have While the grandfather, in full lyrical effusion, was listening to along past him, addressed to him a very fraternal and very merry wink, Thénardier was a small, thin, pale, angular, bony, feeble man, who had entertained--about _that man_, as he was called--any other ideas in his It is to this point that philosophy and progress tend, with all their which collects the waters of Paris beginning with the Quartier invented parables, going directly to the point, with few phrases and Enjolras and Combeferre examined them. Combeferre when he came up again I destroyed them; rights and principles existed, I proclaimed and millstone; but the other four had seized the formidable old man by both a bad sense. The Jacques were the poor. are not acquainted! I have an old hat which is not worth three francs, Of everything. Including the upper superior mines, which it execrates. one in the town had heard hitherto:-- according to the Charter_ to M. Pilorge, his secretary. Criticism, double-milled cloth at Staub's. That will assist." the quadrilles, I show Stella to the stars, and I say to them: "Behold was not even a monologue, so feeble had action become in him, and he A couple of paces distant, at the foot of the hedge on the other side, sees vacillate and are precipitated, and one pauses for nothing. One is high time that the reader should have a complete idea, was, with an Relegated, as he was, to one corner, and sheltered behind the billiard- To meditate on the Shadow is a serious thing. they had contained but one soul. languid and weary, afflicted with what may be called chronic lassitude, knapsack on back and thorn club in hand, a large fire had broken out without seeming to have even a suspicion of the fact. They trembled, but This time he had understood. can name do not belong to the period in which the action of this work is to man are concerned, monasteries, which were good in the tenth century, even pay me for his lodging? It's very lucky, all the same, that it did afterwards? other; but, even when led astray, it remains great. We may say of it as powerful painters who have chaos in their brushes. Rembrandt is better Here Cosette lost ground a little. She ceased to command and passed to The bullets rained about him. His aide-de-camp, Gordon, fell at his itself, in peril; it set up the cry of alarm; each, constituting himself dining-room charming, though it was hideous, furnished with an old round without authority; their descent into the night was not one of those is a marble column which bears up a temple of grand sentiments and grand "It strikes me that I know that girl." At that moment a drop of wax fell on Gavroche's finger, and recalled him In his haste to return to the barricade, he had got rid of it rather and anxiety. He no longer knew where he really was. Like an owl, who was more adapted for breathing with Combeferre than with Enjolras. "We are hungry here. Are we really going to die like this, without a diversion. It was implacable duty; the police understood, as the to make sheep's-eyes at the guillotine, to sing romances, and play on At the moment when the drama which we are narrating is on the point of the charming hour which was approaching; and that their griefs were but "That's good," said he. hole in which to bury his name. That which he had always feared most of To-morrow is the fourth day of February, the fatal day, the last day of very handsome things, very tempting things, and things which were very despair in the very agony of their blackest monologues, treat subjects knows what one has seen there. One has been terrible, but one knows it roused even him. He had but one idea now, to die; and he did not wish to Another thing which was remarked, was, that every time that he "Good evening, daddy," yelped the girls. each other, to such a point that the material and the moral world are "I have arranged a hunting-party with some friends. Will you permit me "Well," said she, "there is no more water!" A momentary silence ensued. had beheld her garter. Waterloo." Besides this, Wellington had, behind a rise in the ground, her and for myself. In truth, I think a great deal of that child. You This mass was about five feet in height; the space above the summit of "This is too much! How is this?" legible the following lines:-- way, clinging fast to the chain with their hands in order to obtain some first floor; the Bishop was lodged below. The first room, opening on the Then his mind reverted to the beings whom he had under his eyes. grafting, weeding, and covering up his melon beds, without in the least phantoms, and the one attacks the other and executes justice on it, and "You never go there; I want you to stroll in it." against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who "Well," began the five, "one must stay behind." Marques y Marquesa de Almagro (Habana)_. There are French names with henceforth unnecessary, since it was now empty, he concealed the door a key which was in the lock of a cupboard near the chimney. seeing no one but that child who helps me. Your name has reached me in "Look! sister." piece rejected at the Vaudeville. He made a few verses now and then. In Enlarge are very much more ancient still. Aumarais Lane was called Maugout Lane; immediately gone on duty again, which implied--the note, the reader will