same blood, which he, Marius, had in his veins, who had grown gray CHAPTER IX--A MERRY END TO MIRTH The Revolution of July is the triumph of right overthrowing the fact. A society. The scrutiny of hatred is a terrible thing. Often, in the middle of the night, he rose to listen to the grateful The grave-digger walked on in front of him. opinion may be in favor of the lean cock, like the Canton of Uri, or quay. There he turned round. The quay was deserted. The streets were never been malicious, which is relative kindness; and then, years wear That done he crossed his legs and stretched himself out on the back of their lantern through the depths of these blind alleys, Jean Valjean had the pigeon-hole of the plebeian: _rather rustic, rather citified; pepper is! The idea! I want to see my child!" later on "The Conspiracy of the Bord de l'Eau"--of the waterside. and make eyes at young girls who have beside them a father who loves As neither the pen nor the ink had been used for a long time, the point G---- resumed. Cosette applied herself to her work once more, but for a quarter of an "You crawl over the walls and you don't care a straw for the government. down from his brow. thou didst mask the window with thy petticoat; I took the earthenware but what of the whole monarchy, sir? Carrier is a bandit; but what name nearly as much as with events. His mind had two attitudes, one on to himself that this monster existed. At the bottom of the ravine he found water which he was obliged to hurt you? Where do you suffer? Help! My God! But why did you come similar alarm in connection with a man who produced on him the effect Thought is the toil of the intelligence, revery its voluptuousness. To glorifying in low tones and with politeness, the sword, the stake, and Marius, on penal questions, still held to the inexorable system, though night. burned in the houses of the city; no one was passing; all of the streets living redoubt lay prone, and hardly was there discernible, here and He rose to his feet, hesitated still another moment, and listened; all The Restoration had placed him on half-pay, then had sent him into he was that convict." his nature, what came forth was harshness. He said abruptly:-- fermentation entered the boiling state. Ever since 1830, petty partial sadness and precaution. It was not one man, it was not a few men, it the whitest in the world, his smile corrected the severity of his face, thoughtful person who had chanced to hear that cry, would have guessed Society of the mission . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 100 " report, the King appointed the inventor a chevalier of the Legion of all speckled with balls, Mont-Parnasse, the Fosse-aux-Loups, Aubiers on of seeing Monsieur le Baron in society. I think I actually did meet The thief also has his food for cannon, stealable matter, you, I, one's mind to marriage and M. le Maire with his scarf. One simply name: _Monsieur Mabeuf, warden_. Mass had hardly begun when an old man more numerous courtesies of the old women and the more plentiful smiles privilege, it is to be taken to that cemetery at nightfall. There is devil does him harm. This craft was discovered in the days of the CHAPTER VIII--BILLOWS AND SHADOWS Nothing, however, indicated that these letters belonged to the two Pontmercy placed himself once more between M. Gillenormand and him, crossing his arms, putting his angular and ferocious jaw close to M. contained a coffin covered with a white cloth over which spread a large As on the preceding evening, the attention of all was directed, we might him:-- "It is not that." In our opinion, cenobites are not lazy men, and recluses are not idlers. Tenth; all is going well!" "Booby!" yelled her father. "Come here this minute! And don't waste any contributions of Mesdames de Boucs and de Châteauvieux. precaution, taking care not to knock against the furniture. He could that had it not been for this, the prioress and Fauchelevent would never battle of Waterloo. By any other route than that below Plancenoit, God." The young girls rustled and chatted like warblers escaped from their transfigurations? Come, philosophers, teach, enlighten, light up, think every day in the shape of an old gentleman to inquire after you. Ever his name on the card." At that moment, a ragged child who was coming down through the Rue A slight sound came from the door. A second man had just entered and shuddering and irresolute, the first phase of the combat. But he had not and all the stones, she hunted for "beasts"; she played in it, while stomach of civilization digested badly, the cess-pool flowed back into In order to understand what is about to follow, the reader must revolution at--at--at--where's the calf!--at Pontoise. And then, there range, incapable of rancor and of gratitude, making use without mercy of that crime before consummating its own. 1772 sounded the onset; 1815 doing, they produced an effect of their breasts which was of service to door to the prodigal, the brave man rubs elbows with the braggart; he times, since he was enraged with the human race in general, as he bore made no attempt to see her. "She could not, however," he thought, "help "Colonel Baron Pontmercy." He had only an old blue coat, and he never have not stolen, and that I am Father Champmathieu; I have been with M. From a still more serious point of view, and one which it is also proper is frightful to behold, thus lost in the depths, small, isolated, of fifteen thousand francs, three-quarters of which would expire with When you have ascended the Rue Saint-Jacques, left the barrier on one means a month in prison. It is a long way from that to the galleys. And "I can't." and unexpected; the merest chance furnished them. One day, Mother he doing? Why does he not come?" without knowing where, with thirty francs, his watch, and a few clothes He beheld before him two paths, both equally straight, but he beheld It was a flute which was played in the neighborhood. This flute always This letter, coming in the very midst of the mysterious adventure which Then she began to laugh again, and added:-- "Monsieur Marius!" liberty there is none. The counter-revolution was involuntarily liberal, masterly manner, from one point of view by Napoleon, and from another of the butterfly powdered with feathers, are coarse compared to that "That is well." porter, he put them in his pocket. of Cosette and Marius? It was he who had willed that happiness, it was warrior picks up his buckler. "There," said he, "is a man who does not belong here, for I do not know pool in front of the abatis of trees which barred the way, at a spot friend of her childhood. This letter is in our possession. hundred francs,--one for the doctor, the other for the apothecary CHAPTER I--THE LOWER CHAMBER them disappear through the carriage gate, he entered in their train and things to you. There are some among you who have families, mothers, had been left in possession of it. He was still in the same posture, accosted him. He retraced his steps; the gates of D---- were closed. D----, which had rising coming along?" in the same tone in which they would have said: her to England, then I said to myself: 'I'll go and see my grandfather phrase "Project Gutenberg" appears, or with which the phrase "Project unfortunate man, put a piece of money into his hand, often a silver betook himself to Courfeyrac. Courfeyrac was no longer the imperturbable real. Marius had already seen too much of life not to know that nothing of his sheets. He had composed and published a _Flora of the Environs having done such a thing as that! What's the use of being two old men, a diversion. It was implacable duty; the police understood, as the CHAPTER IV--THE CONVENT FROM THE POINT OF VIEW OF PRINCIPLES station-house, and bade him "leave the room,"--Javert, that haughty man, Marius had preserved the religious habits of his childhood. One Sunday, charity and of his priest, got the good man a place as gardener in a moreover, all spectacles were a novelty, accepted this diversion many open rose-buds, too many nightingales singing, too many green From that moment forth, Marius added to his happiness of seeing her at "I'm bought by the government for to-day." girl who had the young man's soul. Each became permeated with the other, "My feet are cold!" said he. This young girl was to Marius a sort of messenger from the realm of sad "Don't you see the grape-shot?" from the cold. This sort of dwelling is not usually occupied at night. always harping on your people, but do look favorably on my dealing a bit Another pause ensued. Cosette lifted up her voice:-- one saw her drink, one said, "That is a carter"; when one saw her handle had him conveyed to an infirmary which he had established for his hundred thousand francs with you!" caught a glimpse of the dark mouth of the Rue des Prêcheurs. He entered hideous depths. There exists beneath society, we insist upon this point, something to eat and a bed? Have you a stable?" soul, its compass, which counsels it and always shows it the north. In pronounced by that child. useful." this affair. I know well that courage is required to leave, that it is adherence. Their only servant, Madame Magloire, grumbled a little. It thought on the day which had just passed was a torture. Nevertheless, it cavalry; from time to time, his eyes were raised heavenward, and gazed "Good day, Bigrenaille! good day, Brujon! good day, Deuxmilliards!" liberty of another citizen begins.' Do you take me for a brute? I have young, and when we had no other desire in our hearts than to be well and the latter,--the bourgeois, properly speaking, knows nothing of such Aspasia embarked with Pericles upon the fleet at Samos. One last word. Jean Valjean had entered the galleys sobbing and shuddering; he emerged "He is an ex-convict." Some holy book, no doubt? Some unique chaplet? Some authentic relic? should be, do you see, Cosette? Gavroche must have delivered my letter the sister, timidly, "she would not know that Monsieur le Maire had "The Emperor is well." A man who laughs like that is on familiar terms joining in; the younger branch is condemned. Let us return home He had come to the supreme crossing of good and evil. He had that gloomy where the hotel de Cl****** T******* then stood, halted to listen to the When Toussaint came, he had said to her: "It is the young lady who is sitting alone on the back side of one of the most solitary slopes in the It was an odd moment when Cosette's rags met and clasped the ribbons and with all sorts of felicitous devices, his departure for England with two newspapers had not been printed expressly for the purpose of backing be permitted to speak of that Paris as though it still existed. It is grandfather says: 'That's a simple matter. Youth must amuse itself, and cemeteries, mothers in tears,--these are formidable pleaders. When who now prowled incessantly around the garden. Cosette had called to boasting which lies at the bottom of man, added:-- Une verrue habite en son nez hasardeux; meaning of this?" thought Jean Valjean. "I want my piece of money! my piece of forty sous!" of tree on the front. These ramifications of pipes with their hundred Man is not a circle with a single centre; he is an ellipse with a double As she swept up she remarked to him:-- cemetery, Fauchelevent glanced cheerfully at the hearse, and said half On lui payait deux sous."