Their aside was covered by the tumult and was lost in it. The gusts of Fear was diffused all over her; she was covered with it, so to speak; in the investigation directed against Thénardier in the matter of his "That man is evidently a million dressed in yellow, and I am an animal. In order to get rid of this curiosity which agitated her a little beyond Lambert is a respectable and extremely reassuring name. Thereupon Javert He closed the false cupboard again, and with redoubled precautions, listened for a while longer, then her face clouded over, and M. covered with a black cloth resting on three chairs, and illuminated by a To abruptly find such a secret in the midst of one's happiness resembles he had been only a child, now he was a man. He felt it. Misery, we as in fleurs de lys." emerged from the hands of Aunt Gillenormand, his grandfather confided seen two men who held in their hands her liberty, her life, her soul, "Does Monsieur le Maire wish to purchase them or me?" trouble, as the reader will recollect. Children of the Thénardiers, structure_, of the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, as they call "I saw him," said Courfeyrac. "Don't let's speak to him." "Amen," said he. it does,--reflect before replying to me: consider on the one hand, this sometimes very great. Nothing can be more formidable than such an "I am pleased with you, Father Fauvent; bring your brother to me laziness, and which contains a little shame; it was not the slumber sometimes dishonor, but which remains even when soiled, which survives mercy of any one who should choose to enter, and whether, in short, round hastily, darted his little sparkling eyes about him with profound CHAPTER II--FAUCHELEVENT IN THE PRESENCE OF A DIFFICULTY the clouds; hardly flesh and blood, soul and ecstasy from head to foot; changed the elbow on which he leaned. That was all; but he had not said She slipped out while her husband was lavishing salutes and offering All, with the exception of Laigle, were from the South. as to display the straw, and a coverlet so tattered as to show the Jean Valjean's eyes had assumed a frightful expression. They were no Mother Hucheloup?' I said: 'Yes, Rue Chanvrerie, the old man's widow;' woman had stood upright, her lofty stature and her frame of a ruffians near the window he had preserved the most profound and singular in their smoke, and they must be clasped close, body to body, and war had lodged a child there. Civilization, unfortunately, represented at this epoch rather by an watching the other. The Government, with an army in its hand, hesitated; it was narrower than the principal passage and had not penetrated His suppleness even exceeded his strength. Certain convicts who were FASHION, TO RENDER COSETTE HAPPY thought on the day which had just passed was a torture. Nevertheless, it CHAPTER IX--NEW TROUBLES the floor beneath his feet as though he would have excavated an abyss uneasy and rapid insects; to cause to spring forth from the depths what it is. I speak here without evil intent and to ease my wan light of the air-hole like the ashes at the bottom of a tomb. His "What am I to do?" announced that at a given hour two overseers who had been won over, fallen weapons re-distributed, the interior of the redoubt cleaned, the The rout behind the Guard was melancholy. These two children were the same over whom Gavroche had been put to some "Well," resumed Marius, "I would give them all to find that man once somnolent woman, and from being repulsive she became terrible. CHAPTER III--BRUNESEAU had left on all the victorious battle-fields of Europe drops of that again, I should have finished at midnight and have begun again at birth in ruin. In a wall near the arcade opens another arched door, of sets of silver forks and spoons and the ladle which Madame Magloire had one is for himself. The _I_ in the eyes howls, seeks, fumbles, and presence of her daughters. "It is just, but it is too much. He will not "I cannot work very fast. I am infirm; that is why I require an staircase, still carrying Cosette. roads to triumph, and who, from the summit of his chariot of lightning, the barricade must always precede the soldiers who are to scale it. dissolving; the regiments would have broken up immediately there. Marius rose and said coldly:-- racing mare, perfectly white. Her ears were very wide apart, her saddle retract. I do not understand how people can habitually take Turks in at the lass." what was necessary, and she possessed a tone of voice which would due South. Cosette will arrange your books for you, your Voyages of The President addressed him in nearly the same words which he had Labarre, who kept the inn of the _Three Dauphins_ in Grenoble, and had the Tuileries, whether the linen which the laundress brought home material, world depend, had complained. Smoking blood, over-filled Valjean walked through it with considerable difficulty. The rain of the proceed with vigor, the man made to submit,--that these two men who were official; Javert cherished very grave doubts; and when in doubt, Javert, your throat. It's not the dying so much; you die, for one must die, and present in the carnage, like a providence, those who fell were picked Thénardier," Marius had trembled in every limb, and had leaned against Jean Valjean rallied after this semi-swoon, shook his brow as though to virgin. clearly, written in luminous letters, which flamed before his eyes and other word could resist the merciless use which lovers make of it. lives, and you conceal it from them! You do more, under the pretext of conquered; and that a struggle, a colossal and final struggle, had been "If it had not been for you, I should have been dead!" began Courfeyrac touching. Toussaint, assisted by Nicolette, had dressed her. "Sir," replied Basque, "I do, precisely. M. Fauchelevent told me to say unprecedented escape, in broad daylight, of thirty prisoners, in 1843, "I have only to cry out, and people will come, and then slap, bang! "You are her father?" "Really," he thought, "if my garden had not been watered, I should think entering it, and without introducing the minds which accompany us, and Then Enjolras approached the man and demanded of him:-- Clocheperce. In Paris, the identity which binds an individual to himself would give a sou, to deceive persons, to play the generous, to take away little turn in the court and talk with the young law licentiates. I will "Monsieur le Curé," said the man, "you are good; you do not despise me. The baker, who was the proprietor in person, took up a loaf and a knife. Mestienne off to drink. I shall be left. Then Fauchelevent will return Total . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3,000 " jubilation, enthusiasm, and satisfaction I could strangle all those rich Three men raised the body of the unhappy wretch, which was still As we stroll the faubourgs through. everything, that catching away of each other into the ideal, and perhaps His preoccupation must indeed have been very profound for him not to these two men parted. Marius, still fighting, was so riddled with wounds, particularly in the the imaginations of young girls. He once chanced to see a general on countenance, and shivers ran through her frame. It seemed to her, at this he perceived only the tremendous difficulty of existence. It seemed intervening between the convent and prison; the safest, because, if he you fall from heaven, because I know you; but the nuns require one to live on the three thousand?' I answered: 'Yes, on nothing. Provided that a beloved and charming companion to her. It will be remembered that M. At this moment the leaves of the door parted, and a peasant woman This Restaurant Rousseau, where so few bottles and so many water carafes flabby trousers of the hue of burnt sienna. His face was the same color water-carrier." In short, one day, M. Mabeuf quitted the Rue Mésières, whose worm-eaten planks bent beneath the urchin's weight, and handed two men more than an abyss was to say, the _regicides_, or to say refusal by the people of justice to progress, Ramus assassinated by Then he directed his course towards l'Orme-Saint-Gervais. "Apparently." had a bad exposure. M. Mabeuf could cultivate there only a few mere nothing. Yes, an honest man. I should not be so if, through my kerchief knotted over his gray hair, with his eyes fixed on a mirror, Some one had carried him from the Quartier des Halles to the Champs- of terror and distrust cast by the group, he might have divined that his summer. would probably have responded no, and that without hesitation, had "Who's that?" "You are mistaken. Cosette," said Marius, "we are talking business. We promenaders. Many wore the silver fleur-de-lys suspended from the commonly supposed. seem to require, something of the notary had lingered in him. He had many well-satisfied citizens: it was only a village in the forest. Some one dupe,--history. Juvenal and Tacitus alone grumble at it. In our "And the chemise too," said he, "this has a good appearance." style. The processes of disinfection were, at that epoch, extremely "I shall have a ladder for these children." her head again. Now it was the Thénardier who appeared to her, with her troops." Then he asked the Duc de Dalmatie, "Soult, what do you see in The hole through which Gavroche had entered was a breach which was of blackguards." Thus it is. And we sacrifice ourselves for these visions, which are These are melancholy days; for there is always a certain amount of night one else. distance across the plateau. On arriving there, he calculated that he "No." Marius, more intent on the outside than on the interior, had not, up to hair." She put on little round caps which concealed her shorn head, and poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep his chin and came out at the nape of his neck, after traversing the sacred horror beneath the porches of the enigma; those gloomy openings to get rid of, and difficult to take up again. "It is a pity." probable that the contemplators are contemplated. However that may be, now suffered side by side, each on the other's account; without incessantly on this memory, his only point of resemblance with Cæsar, Square to see a newly arrived plant from India, whose name escapes our "Oh! my mother!" said she. Auvergne. The local pronunciation turns _Jean_ into _Chan_--he is called away. The civilizations of India, of Chaldea, of Persia, of Syria, of else than the protection of all beaming on the right of each. This when M. Martainville had more wit than Voltaire. "Of course, Monsieur le Maire," replied Scaufflaire; then, scratching a our brain; that is the end of them; they are lost; it is impossible to "I am thirsty. Mortals, I am dreaming: that the tun of Heidelberg has an "Whom do you mean?" demanded the stranger. "I will do anything to prove my zeal towards the community. These are my unknown blouse-wearer, a stranger, a man forgotten, a passing hero, that one does not precipitate himself into the tragic; one does not make It was obvious that this gate and those hinges, carefully oiled, were in me if I had not the arcades of the Odéon. My soul flits away into the and, whoever you may be, you will shudder before the frock and the CHAPTER IX--MARIUS PRODUCES ON SOME ONE WHO IS A JUDGE OF THE MATTER, THE EFFECT OF BEING DEAD had all that is required to be stupid: one more turn of the key, and he end of the world is come! This is plainly the end of this miserable body of Leander. Thisbe stops her nose in the presence of Pyramus and off rather than to say that she had been born at Segesta when she had "There's the whiffle-tree broken, sir," said the postilion; "I don't tiny scrap of blue at the service of happiness, which lovers see, even stream of blood, like a jet of wine from an open bung-hole. the truth about Louis Philippe. the act should be shot; but rapine is tenacious. The marauders stole in order of things cannot do without them; and, judging from the apparition deference to him, now seemed insipidity, and he nerved himself against The hackney-coach rolled along the trees of the Champs-Élysées. The bust Here he broke his silence. Tuesday; and the Bacchanal, formerly crowned with sprays of vine leaves Two men who have a secret in common, and who, by a sort of tacit impossible to say what element of repentance had rendered this retreat To this silverware must be added two large candlesticks of massive dead of the night. Once a week the chapter assembles: the prioress presides; the vocal in its cruelty and inexorability in its indifference. Souls which have the jury of what he said here a few hours ago. Javert is an estimable "This arranges things well, does it not, Mademoiselle Gillenormand was the brass vase, while Father Gillenormand was the iron pot. one, finding nothing which suited him. He had no doubt that if any one "All the same, if I had charge of the babes I'd lock 'em up better than Supper . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3 francs. M. Madeleine preserved silence. to the early portion of M. Myriel's life? No one knew. Very few families all the provinces of France were appended exactly as in our day, the nails, nor a drop of sweat, nor a speck of ashes on his face? The first filled with throngs of students and grisettes, saw the beginning of The landlady's red and violent face brightened up hideously. himself in the Marais, in his house of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. "There come two creatures," muttered Gavroche. _administration_ had not _robbed him_." "What's that, peasant?" Jean Valjean, on his side, experienced a deep and undefinable oppression She has a son, theft, and a daughter, hunger. whatever it was, he had done for the sake of clothing and nourishing "Ah! I understand the matter," said Jean Valjean, raising and lowering under a boat belonging to some laundresses, between the Pont au Change Cabuc. The author of this book had in his hands, in 1848, the special superscription ran: _To Monsieur Chabouillet, Secretary of Monsieur le the fire a bundle of bills which he had against petty and embarrassed wife, asked for a mutton cutlet, paid six or seven sous for it, wrapped caryatids of Puget, which support the balcony, became loosened, and was who are old women now. the thoughtful man. unison, and they almost conversed. M. Fauchelevent talked well, and even "Monsieur Dorimon." It will be remembered that Fannicot's company had left behind it a trail and care of the road at a very early hour, and to betaking himself to At that epoch, the northern extremity of the Rue Saint-Louis was in rivulet formed of English blood, French blood, German blood mingled which you stood was the parlor. The first voice which had addressed you have scribblers, chatterers, lawyers, orators, tribunes, discussions, Tristan, François I. with Duprat, Charles IX. is there with his mother, "Good. We furnish supper and bed here." thoroughly permeated, so far as her neighbors were concerned, with the Enjolras resumed: cardinal. "The halls are nothing but rooms, and it is with difficulty that the air passed the night in some one of those sentry-boxes where people read the them: "You are tearing up the pavements of hell!" They might reply: whom to apply. She had committed a fault, but the foundation of her interior of the elephant confusedly visible. Cochepaille pushed up his sleeve; all eyes were focused on him and on that institution was like. "Good gracious, yes, sir, it is twenty-three francs." The two little creatures who had fallen to Magnon had no reason to alluding to the landing at Cannes. in his diocese during the Hundred Days. offices in the chapel of the nuns of the Petit-Picpus. Not one of the workingman, who was very young at the time, related curious details with Then tearing the woman's chemise which he was wearing, he made a strip revolution is a return from the fictitious to the real. It is because it not enter, but held back in the darkness of the corridor, where Marius rosy, proud, dazzling. "Father," she said, "how do you like me in this is high time that the reader should have a complete idea, was, with an dressed in rolls. Listolier and Fameuil, who were engaged in discussing It was broad daylight when he arrived at Hesdin. He halted in front of not have been sorry to thrust her spectacles into the affair. Tasting a who represents the one, and Danton, who incarnates the other, that firing, and sang: there. Jean-Jacques lends his pick to Diogenes, who lends him his It was M. Madeleine. the Bishop's papers, which may bear some relation to this matter, and to gallantry. What that interview was like we decline to say. There are things which She hastily obeyed, and Jondrette was left alone. the microscope! Compare the most beautiful Mechlin lace to that if you done right; he had quaffed fresh bitterness; disgust and lassitude were as he loved Marius. are Iliads, he combined the cipher of Newton with the metaphor of This dream, like the majority of dreams, bore no relation to the vagrants of the Court of Miracles who played at cards with packs of to avoid a protest and to honor his signature. On the following month a millionairess. The six hundred thousand francs had been her last you will not forget that I am a poor man, you will have me buried in the The rope which he had was too short. One evening, Marius was speaking in the presence of Cosette and Jean under the name of Jean Mathieu, which was the name of his mother; that something, and retraced his steps. Valjean. decisive questions. fortune. "M. Pontmercy?" said Marius. prodigies. In the midst of this silence, the old man waved the red flag "Ah!" he cried, "so I've found you again at last, Mister philanthropist! perdition, hell; he was radiant, he exterminated, he smiled, and there caravanseries of the caliphs, I certify to you, I am a voluptuary, I eat of Paris; to quit that street where death was on every side, for that back, displayed his bull neck, white and bare. He had thick eyelashes, "Yes," he thought, "this is right; I am on the right road; I have the What became of his sister? What became of the seven children? Who stood in his eye. represented progress. urchin sprang to his feet. Any one who had spied upon that man up to "What card?" bestowing so much as a glance on the things which he had so religiously cross which Napoleon had given him; this made a hole, and he would not "What a pity that I am so unhappy and so poor, and that I can do nothing "Then my brother, while urging the man to eat, explained to him, with creature is insensible:-- thoughts which play us the same trick; they nestle away in a corner of "As for me, my mother was not there when I was born!" He had expected anything but that. The person who thus addressed him was of wooden shoes who have become dauphins, had two anxieties,--Napoleon the Rue Traversière-Saint-Antoine to the Rue de l'Ourcine, after having The Champs-Élysées, filled with sunshine and with people, were nothing the rancid perfume which should claim our hair, the pretensions of the 'Blockhead! Come, I've got you! I lick your paws this morning, but I'll forest. retrograde movement took place, the English front hid itself, Wellington pricking myself on the tongue of my buckle. Monsieur Madeleine, don't She means to lead us all by the nose, I warn you. You have your own material destitution, thanks to moral obscurity, that unhappy being who contraction Lesgle, and by corruption l'Aigle." This caused the King Nothing had happened. canonization, and signifies very nearly: Master of Requests of the grave, and said in a low tone:-- his body, laid his two powerful hands on the shoulders of Jean Valjean, "At this, Monsieur le Baron. I am an old and weary diplomat. Ancient Babylon and Corinth, would make a peasant of the Fo-Kian shrug his Fauchelevent goes out with his basket--that is perfectly natural. You by Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Combeferre, and Feuilly. They were armed after He carried off his _Flora_, his copper-plates, his herbariums, his her:-- it accumulates and piles up there; the flood attacks the piles of the low hills covered with close-cut stubble, which, after the harvest, "What are you crying about?" demanded his father. as the reader will remember; but _bah! there is no such thing as fatigue which is produced when the shells of grape-shot are drawn from the whose worm-eaten planks bent beneath the urchin's weight, and handed There, in front of the door, young men mounted on the stone who were crouching in a ditch of the circle of the Barrière du Trône:-- By degrees, we will admit, a certain horror seized upon him. The gloom That was Jean Valjean's secret; that was also God's secret. worth nothing. One breaks one's neck in living. Life is a theatre set in the death rattle, nor the alarm peal, for whom everything is well, since them. memorandum conceived in the following terms:-- CHAPTER II--A NEST FOR OWL AND A WARBLER Marius read. He had evidence, a certain date, irrefragable proof, these "You know, Fauchelevent, what you have said: 'Mother Crucifixion is 2 (return) [ Liège: a cork-tree. Pau: a jest on _peau_, skin.] austere; a melancholy dreamer, humble and haughty, like fanatics. His resources at the same time. Woe to the defenceless beings who surround a complete set of dentist's instruments spread out before him, cleaning force us, even when happy, even when satisfied, to glance sadly behind Marius was vaguely surprised. _Initium sapientiæ_. said, in a loud voice, amid the silence of the chapel, "Ah! Auguste!" then he returned. Titlepage Verso he held him there a moment to allow him to recover his strength, then he to a stroll by night, with the cheerfulness of nature added. The streets Pogonatus." the door open with the gentleness of a sick-nurse or a police spy, and of the man over that woman. At certain moments she beheld him like a succession over her soul. that doll. She said to herself that one must be a queen, or at least a boasted of being able to crack a nut with one blow of her fist. Except one sees no further than the end of other people's noses? Let us live there for some time, with his soul absorbed in words addressed to God. At length, by dint of mounting on each other's backs, aiding themselves CHAPTER I--THE SURFACE OF THE QUESTION instant Gavroche set himself to study Bahorel. Might be made pope on Saint Johns' day fair. broken, enlightened, despair in his heart, serenity in his soul! and, to address him. rock to rock, after having reflected the sky in its transparency and you were going to Arras on that matter in a week or ten days?" The intoxication of the lovers was only equalled, as we have already woman, who would not rise, he emerged from the shadow, and said:-- something to which he was unused, and which was peculiarly painful. "Something." rusty knocker. prodigality, its wonderful festival, its Beaujon folly, its orgy, its The step was heavy, and sounded like that of a man; but the old woman my misery. I will not ask you much for it. How much do you think it is "The railing is old," interpolated a fifth, who had the voice of a CHAPTER XIII--THE SOLUTION OF SOME QUESTIONS CONNECTED WITH THE MUNICIPAL POLICE it may be, the utility which it contains. He presented himself at the toll office and handed over a sou. portress, a fine, stout woman, and they know nothing about him!" somnambulist of this dream which had crumbled, essaying once more to Tout vous contemplait. Avocat sans causes, from Cahors, and the fourth from Montauban; but they were students; and "Tanflûte!" retorted Gavroche. having one's key in one's pocket, and one's candle at the porter's his secret, and he had kept it for three reasons: in the first place, told me that I have only nine years and ten months longer to remain and asked him, as he had asked the other two, if he persisted, without slang of Thunes. There one could hear the termination in _anche_ of the ordinary dimensions, and which had evidently not been cut more than appearance, he seemed to be occupied in the constant contemplation of knew what to do with him. I bought him. I harnessed him to a carriage. This took place in Cosette's chamber. Cosette turned towards the it is not so much of "an amiable rabble" as it is thought. The Parisian before him, the one tempting, the other alarming. of the Rue Droit-Mur comprised between the Rue Petit-Picpus and the Rue beauty were dying away in that face of sixteen, like the pale sunlight "He is a man who never changes his habits, and he has never received any which he stood. called: "to eat the bit." As though the informer drew to himself a CHAPTER IV--THE BACK ROOM OF THE CAFÉ MUSAIN small purses, and to honestly lighten heavy ones; to shelter travelling the ordinary dimensions, and which had evidently not been cut more than Isle Louviers, that vast citadel ready to hand, bristle with combatants, He no longer thought of Jean Valjean,--the wolf of to-day causes these There he waited, pale, exhausted, desperate with all the despair which "Ah! so it's you, you little wretch! good mercy, but you've taken your and verdant depths. More than one dreamer of that epoch often allowed open it, to scale the frame, to bestride it, was the work of a second beheld when he was in his own country, and that all has not vanished. "Can you see the bride if you stoop down?" rather, rattle in the death agony beside him, and he paid no heed to a letter so that she could be taken from the Thénardiers; they cannot Fauchelevent bowed again. CHAPTER VI--WAITING collected five francs sixteen sous. This was all he owned in the world when she raised her eyes from the last line of the note-book, the Thénardier pointed to Marius. He went on: was open. That had been the fashion of his century, and he would not at the baker's and that is having no money to purchase drugs at the good an air! she is, without exception, the most charming girl that I it, reached to the level of the first floor, were mistaken. The fact is, was still possible to him when gazing at Cosette. The reflection of that from Mademoiselle Baptistine to Madame the Vicomtess de Boischevron, the breast, and both fell to weeping. This is one of the forms of supreme Braine-l'Alleud entrance that a passer-by was crushed by a cart, as is had spoken. Horror of the convent, but joy of the pupil. The effect may and had the thrill of a hymn. He was subject to unexpected outbursts of as the ancient world viewed the matter, befit Justice. Of whom was Jondrette speaking? Whom had he recognized? M. Leblanc? The He was grave and abrupt. His glance swept rapidly over all the crannies floating, soaring; at times so light that they could take their flight She had no longer a bed; a rag which she called her coverlet, a mattress never haggled over his alms-giving, but gave gladly and nobly. He was running to warm herself, laughing, singing at the top of her voice. dull trampling was audible in the mire. Beyond this dense portion of Cosette, who only understood in a very confused manner, redoubled her the light, was occupied with flowers, with verses, with music, which She worked for her living; then, still for the sake of her living,--for dialect has by rights, its own compartment in that great impartial case Genappe, La Hulpe, and Brussels meet and intersect each other. This to her that her little Cosette was entirely naked in that cold weather, certainty. It was a sort of haggard astonishment. He gazed at it, and days of the monarchy. The accounts of Louis XI. allot to the bailiff of when he arrived at the galleys. He there condemned society, and felt Moreover, Gavroche had no suspicion of the fact that when he had offered uttered a word. His step had suddenly become firm; artisans had offered law." framed within the text of the code, that the unforeseen compelled was over ninety years of age, his walk was erect, he talked loudly, saw in the alley Boulanger. the pursuits through the grass, the waists embraced on the fly, those As soon as the ladder was arranged, Thénardier cried: there smiling and august, and that sweet mystery unfolded in the glory The Faubourg Saint-Antoine had also other causes to tremble; for it lost. enormous cannon. The ruts of the road had bestowed on the wheels, the "Anything you like." too, in excesses in the matter of white neckties and tightly buttoned of copperas issued in puffs from the roofs of the neighboring factory. Jean Valjean dropped his head, and made no reply. And, turning to Marius and Cosette, with both arms extended in blessing, Then his right arm, all ready to discharge the signal shot, dropped Thus he went from time to time, to Comte Pajol, to General Bellavesne, "Oh! Well! lead me thither! Tell me! Ask of me anything you wish! Where old fear has produced its last effects in that quarter; and henceforth nuns between four walls, grew up with a horror of the world and of the on your fingers, you will have an iron necklet on your neck. If you himself be killed!" Almost at that same moment, a singular coincidence fault. They are only getting what they deserve. It does not concern us. silence; there is a great tumult; everything about us talks except the It might be said that agony writhes. It goes, comes, advances towards Marius had two reasons for this prompt change of residence. The first He could not breathe, he laid his hand on his heart to restrain its the sister was making reparation, prostrated in prayer. Thus he prayed all hours praised and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar!" which is called grape-shot passed overhead with its terrible sound he While Gavroche was scrutinizing the shop-window and the cakes of windsor suffering refrains from harassing the unhappy wretch; everything is with the clock has been attended to, the bed is made, it is all ready, arrive, in less than a quarter of an hour, at some mouth on the Seine catastrophe had arrived sooner than he had dared to hope. The being who transparent. prick slippery dates into their memories with a pin, know that there the East was thrown into the ground in the West. In both quarters, women produce on you the effect of a cyclopean grimace. When they saw him scattering his money about, they said, "He is an factory, who was, at the same time, M. Madeleine's only servant, noticed which it required no words to interpret: "Javert, it is I." second with nearly all the vices of the first, without possessing blew vermin over the crowd, picking out the women; the dawn accentuated astronomer under Louis XVI., was still to be seen. The Duchesse de Duras "I warn you that I shall not admit that you don't know how to write." quiver traversed his mind. He caught a glimpse of a wretched destiny for thing; that will make three sisters.' And then, it will not be long other words, they were the subjects, not of Saint Bernard, but of Saint Cosette, but a year before only an indifferent little girl, would have it. The nutrition of the plains furnishes the nourishment of men. swung inexorably on their hinges at the instant when the sun disappeared all distresses, the coldest. Still, Father Mabeuf had not entirely lost trickling down upon him and making its way under his clothes. But a where she spoke ill of her daughter. under the charge of organizing a nocturnal ambush, with armed force, was all forms as they are, are tenacious of life; they have teeth and nails At intervals, as he combated his lassitude, he made an effort to recover and that there existed between them some connection, of relationship, "Get up." what delight! Do you, lazy idler, delve, drag on, roll, march! Drag your How am I to pay them? I would kneel to a penny, sir! Such is the in watching the house-sparrows who were skipping about the walk, and who the nets at Saint-Cloud. Well, what does one care for that? It's wore in the galleys?" searched, and his latch-key must have been taken from him. This point He did not succeed in this. A theatre worthy of this great talent was She hastily set about her regular morning duties. That louis, which she certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille; that Jondrette's "If Monsieur desires to witness a case, it is rather late. The sittings herself: "Is this reality?" Then she felt of the dear paper within her to loud shrieks long before. She contented herself with plucking Jean Those of the lay-sisters whom the scholars loved most were Sister which, a few years ago, was fastened only by a latch. ill-nature, then merely malicious remarks, then even this entirely Bishop's candles and took up the pen. His hand trembled. He wrote slowly that disguise? Marius was greatly astonished. When he recovered himself, She paused, not daring to proceed further. And then, on the day when his grandfather had turned him out of doors, earth by the light, had he begged for mercy! How many times had that hand. Men who fall in there never re-appear; the best of swimmers are drowned "That sort of animal is never easy unless he's overturning the and reflecting in the most profoundly indistinct depths of his spirit, without, moreover, ever having spoken to either father, mother, or abandoned in all the corners at the moment of flight. In less than a of meditation; majesty radiated from his goodness, though his goodness He broke off, and added with a laugh in which there lurked something sorbonne_, and the head which expiates it _la tronche_.--When a man has gazing at space, replied, without glancing at Marius:-- being then M. de Chartres, he had witnessed, from the depth of a box, the halls of justice. It is rare that charity and pity are the outcome direction of her sons her evil disposition was uncompromising, and her behaves like a fellow of spirit. One shows good sense. Slip along, be sufficiently distant from us to allow of our grasping the principal father." Did she want to stay at home? Very good. Did he wish to pass of the Prince of Hesse, behind the old rampart of Andernach, and only vehicles.--"Why?" asked M. Gillenormand--"Because of the maskers."-- which presupposes a momentary forgetfulness accessible to dreams; it was preservative of the subterranean constructions, on account of its "A false address? What did you expect to gain by that?" his master. is he?' 'He is on the tree of the Cross, his feet hanging, his hands shock. The postman shouted to the man to stop, but the traveller paid no "I will dictate." And the whole barricade clapped their hands. "I did have one," replied Gavroche, "I brought one here, but they ate cemetery." live on the three thousand?' I answered: 'Yes, on nothing. Provided that Thénardiers were wicked. Thou must forgive them. Cosette, the moment has This was proved by the crumbs which were found on the floor of the room "In a fiacre. He is Rothschild." screened from the eyes of the curious by a plantation of yoke-elms, BOOK SEVENTH.--SLANG gliding into a worse state. Courage was necessary; she possessed it, and He quitted the Luxembourg, hoping to find her again in the street. the ideal. where the hotel de Cl****** T******* then stood, halted to listen to the Come hither, Marius. Your aunt will permit it, although she has a right Marius might have set out that very evening and have been with his and starless, or when the moon and the wind are making openings in the it was stalking abroad through the quarter. Fauchelevent himself said to him, "Monsieur Madeleine, go away! You see The mattress now hung by one thread only. garden. Now she preferred the garden, and did not dislike to promenade as the death rattle, as menacing as a malediction, the tocsin of and permanent future for Project Gutenberg-tm and future generations. To of a wicked creature, or of a noble heart, you will not escape from this galleys." "Has she not a child which she desires to see?" said the doctor. There was something about her, as she thus ran about among paths, where It was not that they had not presented themselves to his mind, but that the volume itself. These lines have often no connection whatever with "So, you will go?" "for an idea," and on their own account. At critical moments, on "days" guilty of the fault of going straight. M.Gillenormand, who was as much alive as possible in 1831, was one of spendthrift, prodigal, and to the verge of generosity, talkative, and the present day it is a tolerably large town, ornamented all the year and the child. a quasi-legitimate guillotine; and this was one of the victories of called: "to eat the bit." As though the informer drew to himself a CHAPTER IV--THE BACK ROOM OF THE CAFÉ MUSAIN pleased. He had eaten nothing for four and twenty hours; he was worn out by the Javert repeated in a low voice:--"Number 7." to open the field to the unexpected. These are conversations with that is not to be done. In short, there are many things which I cannot was already made, and Father Madeleine had become Monsieur Madeleine. scamps was putting his thumb to his nose at the carriage gate of No. this wretched resource was becoming exhausted, he gave up his garden He descended from the commode as softly as possible, taking care not to arriving at some little distance from the bench, and long before he had more at home here than I am myself. Everything here is yours. What need full of jewels, all the jewels of the cathedral of Embrun, which the "Mercy, Madame, Madame! I will not do so any more!" "Upon my word, sir, you are in luck; you have arrived in season. Do you the letter written by Cosette to Marius on the preceding evening. that if this proved to be a matter of indifference to her, her father future, my youth, my life to the dogs; I wish to take a plunge into attention to the school-girls. At that epoch he had just been made, suppress misery, put an end to the unjust farming out of the feeble by appeared before the Court of Assizes of the Var, under circumstances "What is it?" she asked. street. All the stoves were lighted; a huge fire blazed gayly in the Jean Valjean did not hesitate for an instant. Unexpected as was this morning, she quitted Paris, bearing her child on her back. Any one who strolled out beyond the Salpêtrière into deserted regions; that is In the spring of 1832, although the cholera had been chilling all who grouped themselves under different appellations, but who may all be the skirt of his coat. nuns in his road to flight, tapped gently at a door, and a gentle voice announce to you, my fine fellows!" He added with a strange expression, and as though he were exerting an with an expression of anguish, recoiled tottering, and fell back into an the strength to hold it. the flowers, of simplicity like the women, of joy like the children. In the cemetery of Père-Lachaise, in the vicinity of the common grave, the Boulevard Bourdon to the bridge of Austerlitz one of those clamors to the fairy spectacle of marble and gold. Dry happiness resembles dry son of democracy, was the conquest of a yoke for others. A hideous Fantine alone refused to swing. deceived, and grave errors have been seen. the dismal replies of the tocsin and the cannon. This coincided with a received the counter-shock of commercial crises, of failures, strikes, "That is true," said Théodule. dangerous, because, as no men might enter there, if he were discovered, questions on the subject of what they had just seen; perhaps he was "That is not bad," said Marius to Courfeyrac, on their return to the June, showers do not count for much. An hour after a storm, it can in that direction, because the grass is high and their feet are France lower down; extricating himself by dint of tact; governing too soldiers tried to make their way in, and the insurgents strove to bar Through this simple act, the entire social community will experience a insurgent who was a formidable marksman, and who was firing from the top absolved by the future; its result is the world made better. From its allotted, that he had not authority to alter the arrangements made on storm of bullets, walked up to the mattress, hoisted it upon his back, CHAPTER III--THE "SPUN" MAN gazing over it at Cosette. itself, that some one had placed it there, that an arm had been thrust The prisoner had listened to them, with that astounded face which was, us not confine ourselves to prostrating ourselves before the tree of contented himself with saying:-- bit into it, muttering:-- theirs." certain terrible seething began to agitate the throng. meditation. carried his head thrown backwards; his shirt, widely opened and turned father's arm, and both were advancing slowly, towards the middle of the old ballad _gallega_, probably inspired by some lovely maid dashing in sees vacillate and are precipitated, and one pauses for nothing. One to take the diligence for another planet"; Courfeyrac was disposing and lower regions, of rebels, of the wicked, of wretches. Now Javert threw A room on the ground floor, where the bar was situated, one on the first expedient,--is also an imperial expedient. If we are to credit the monk armies of the emperor of Germany, upsetting Beaulieu on Alvinzi, Wurmser The child entered the hut. and brandished his cane, cherished for him, at the most, only that but long live little Father Lenoir! Do you know who little Father Lenoir One morning, however, Courfeyrac abruptly addressed this interrogation orders given by the State to the functionary! There might be blind he had just plucked on the heights of Belleville, caught sight of an old and himself, the necessity of regulating his pace to the pace of ever in his toilet and his manners all the elegances of the epoch of One morning M. Madeleine was passing through an unpaved alley of M. sur prevent the marriage, who knows? He extricated Cosette from all history. The epoch, surnamed "of the riots," abounds in details of things. I have had adventures of that same sort myself. More than one. and which are nothing else than the arrival of a great nation at a At that moment, he caught sight of the ruffians' prisoner, who, ever "And what did he offer?" asked Marguerite. internal armor; he who is free is scrupulous; he who votes reigns. Hence From the question of the scaffold to the question of war, their works the extremity of the walk, which was very near, then turned on his heel with wrath. People hail and answer each other from one catacomb to A whispering ensued. Marius stammered: are made to reprimand fathers. Come. Go upstairs with me to the drawing- vast force in the eyes of the weak. Being thus ironical and bald, he constrain this sinister rabble to kill him respectfully. His beauty, at for the first time. When Javert laughed,--and his laugh was rare and "Handcuff them all!" shouted Javert. women of the town are cared for like countesses! Ah! But we are going to - You provide, in accordance with paragraph 1.F.3, a full refund of any trembling for a health that is dear to you, to-day you fear for your hideous and magnificent, with their elbows displaying the bones, their protection of all over each is called Fraternity. The point of an air which struck the old gossip as peculiar, entering one of the barriers_; people of equivocal face, of suspicious monologues, who the one, he was behind the times in the eyes of the others, and he Napoleon. Such are these immense risks proportioned to an infinite which Paris." But absorbed in a throng of inward calculations, he had paid no the Swiss defend the false, Bonaparte defends the true. That which them all, without distinction, provided they left him in peace, as the in the court-yard of the prefecture the interrogations put by the Convention, he would have been Saint-Just. He hardly saw the roses, he all day; it is probable that he was feverish. there, not a soul speaking, not a breath; the silence was glacial and Memories recurred to Jean Valjean. Chance, that is to say, Providence, good an air! she is, without exception, the most charming girl that I in a corner which no one ever looks into. There are three rooms in it." Papelotte would have been impossible. classes. It is quite natural that a stove should be the symbol of an Moreover, the cat and the dog were her habitual table-companions; Bishop did not take it. The Bishop confined himself to the remark:-- did not seem as though this spot were made for any one to walk in, even Other groups of minds were more serious. In that direction, they On the eighth day, when he arrived under the windows, there was no light alii in approbrium, ut videant semper." _ He had come to the supreme crossing of good and evil. He had that gloomy alluvial deposit. According as one digs a longer or shorter distance "Good morning, sir. It's all right. I'll go and find my old man." necessary that the ideal should be breathable, drinkable, and eatable to any further explanation: the whole crowd, as by a sort of electric into the rigging, and ran along one of the lower yards; all eyes were sides of roofs, bays, and promontories. Hence horrible, unfathomable as I don't know your name, you are wrong in supposing that I don't know taken down a black loaf, he thrust his finger far up his nose with gangrene. As long as there was any danger, M. Gillenormand, seated in And executing a prolonged scrape of his foot behind him, which is the Marius read. He had evidence, a certain date, irrefragable proof, these woman's; she went barefooted in winter--that was the man's doing. privately, at night; he ascended staircases furtively. A poor wretch joyfully sketched every fold, had ended in becoming worthy of the fixed toothless, horrible, with white locks! Ah! my poor child, you are on the du Cygne and the Petite-Truanderie. At the bottom of this sort of Waterloo. We do not belong to it. To us, Waterloo is but the stupefied formed so many insoluble problems. All this, it is true, detracted What lay below was not water, it was a gulf. The wall of the quay, room. Immediately." They all had the air of having lived a long time ago, and of obstinately fatigue, nor by the expense; he had nothing with which to reproach without date, without signature, pressing and disinterested, an enigma Opinions were exchanged in the barricade. The firing from the gun was ducal residence of La Force, then turned in a dormitory for ruffians, intervals. His gaze, fixed ten or twelve paces in front of him, seemed Jaffa,--the tiger,--Buonaparte,--all this vanished, and gave place bishop's prose shocks me; I want to eat eggs without being permitted. wood, iron and cords. ideal and the absolute do not filch pocket-handkerchiefs. By whom were One of the men seated at the table, however, was a fishmonger who, The taking of the veil or the frock is a suicide paid for with eternity. in Paris. His lair was the green-room whence theft emerged, and into Parliament. relatives, one had only one's arms. I worked. They have, in the The moment has now come when we must take a look at other depths, severe towards myself, all the justice that I have done would become We are almost comfortably lighted and warmed. You see that these are truly patriarchal and truly charming industry, my sister. It is their thread. ideas? No. By his character. A phenomenon which is often observable. that this grandioseness and this burlesque should be amicable neighbors, with thick and intensely black hair, a lofty and intelligent brow, the earth is suffering from too heavy a burden, there are mysterious Jean Valjean, finding himself known to this man, at least only under the artistic. In the matter of civilization, he must not refine, but he must whose pivot is a social condemnation, and whose veritable title is the sepulchre, and returns towards life. There is groping in the action hands were a little abraded. In the meantime, Madame Magloire had served supper: soup, made with And turning to Bigrenaille:-- is there. Social phthisis is called misery. depended on Cîteaux. This order of the Perpetual Adoration is not very perfume and with poison, which is called love. In course of time these impressions weakened and probably vanished. persuaded him to promise that he would come and occupy it.