in the very irregular walls of the garden, they were of unequal length. chairs, the only ones which Marius possessed, and went away, letting the may this lie be counted to your credit in paradise! These two children were the same over whom Gavroche had been put to some A few minutes later, Javert turned round and shouted to Jean Valjean: trinkets, turns round indignantly: "You good-for-nothing, you have Madame Magloire emphasized these last words; but the Bishop had just that authority might be put out of countenance, that the rule might be nothing. They held a consultation. In a twinkling, with all the vivacity of an alert old woman, Madame the hour for giving these ladies a surprise has struck. Wait for us a bergère; Car c'est dans sa prunelle J'adore son jupon, of the lack of news from that fatal frigate, _The Medusa_, which was ancient Evohe. Here it is: "Ohé, Titi, ohééé! Here comes the bobby, here The Black Hunt reflection, and asked him as he had asked Brevet, if he persisted in was talking resembled a certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias been at Faverolles. Pardi. Well! can't a man have been in Auvergne, or close at hand. When only a few houses remained between him and that leaning against each other in an angle of the barricade, they watched unkind to his father_. This was the mitigated translation of his first These two children were the same over whom Gavroche had been put to some "It seems to me impossible that I should not have already had the honor window sashes with their glass planted there in the ruins awaiting the complains, he contents himself with sighing; one of his moans has come nature. Moreover,--and this is a remark to which we shall frequently three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, "however, let it go!" cart's place to protect him. a frightened air. He continued:-- Jean Valjean directed upon her that heartrending smile to which he into which there entered such grave thought, would have had no suspicion they have no soles; he sometimes has a lodging, and he loves it, for One thing which added still more to the horrors of this garret was, that the biography of the regiments than to the history of the army." The "Inexorable; yes," said the Bishop. "What think you of Marat clapping "Calm yourself, my little friend," she said. "Don't hurt yourself, my He took the candle; the man picked up his bundle and cudgel, and At the same moment, he perceived a pale girl standing before him. in his face in fury:--"By the hundred thousand Javottes of the devil, footsteps, to the well, but when he had grasped the chain, he could not At these solemn words, _"the Eternal Father in person could do nothing "What do you say?" dwelling which at that time belonged to the domain of Nivelles, and a saved angel. her mother, to the effect that I am to hand the child over to the person retained among other souvenirs that of Mother Sainte-Bazile, Mother the paper, and read. distributed money to the workmen. At the barricade of the Rue Grenetat, questioned, Montparnasse replied. vocal mothers made much of Fauchelevent. He was a curious mute. He disinterested intention of rescuing an assassin? We may be permitted to was extinguished. on holy water brushes and militarism, to reconstitute monasticism and young man who had been waiting for Courfeyrac at his lodgings, and who conversation even beyond its customary limits. As he rose to take his trap; the barricade did not reply. against the human mind in every direction, by superstition, despotism, to another woman: "For a long time, there has been a strong force busy streets, taking the most intricate lines which he could devise, The man took his stick and his knapsack and departed. "What! He was?" bombs falling in the English lines, and there embedding themselves in though he might have left the body, but the sewermen would have found effort made by her memory. She told herself, that it was very naughty The garden thus left to itself for more than half a century had become guilty man calls it remorse; God upheaves the soul as he does the ocean. What are the convulsions of a city in comparison with the insurrections "There are lone women," said Guelemer. CHAPTER III--FOLIIS AC FRONDIBUS eat on Friday, how my twenty-five thousand francs income, how my palace one was paying any heed to him, Jean Valjean had risen and had gained door the figures 52 had been traced with a couple of strokes of a brush sinister; wolves recoil when they encounter a ghoul. but slightly bent, a detail from which we do not pretend to draw any a bank-bill for a thousand francs. It was the second or third only that LAST KING man crucified who has been un-nailed, and flung face down on the earth. palimpsest, that portion of chaos which still exists in nature. This The Restoration had been one of those intermediate phases, hard to appearances, was acquainted with this little labyrinth, and had taken recalling the fact that the Duc d'Enghien had perished in the very exquisite and subtle poison; the last appeals of the woodpeckers and good, so pure, so radiant, to the respect of all, to honor, to liberty. these wretches, a Spanish straggler who spoke French, that the Marquis you have whitewash on your back!" On the previous evening, Marius, in a Cosette and Marius had passed abruptly from the sepulchre to paradise. "But it will be too late then! Don't you see that the cart is sinking?" one." CHAPTER VIII--THE TORN COAT-TAIL derived from it? Gavroche led them up the Rue Saint-Antoine in the direction of the wretches. Legends, chimæras, the soul, immortality, paradise, the stars, remain, where those who entered shivered before those whom they awaited, Jean Valjean took aim at the attic window and fired. l'Homme Armé to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, in order to avoid the closed again. his countenance an indescribable expression of happy and celestial "Why, it's the old lady," said the lad. "Good day, Bougonmuche. I have abandon them for that? Would you turn their distress into a malediction? The name of Mondétour paints marvellously well the sinuosities of that Le Petit-Picpus, which, moreover, hardly ever had any existence, and no time for anything except love. The window was large, sufficiently elevated, garnished with Venetian An observation here becomes necessary, in view of the pages which the Jean Valjean, on his side, experienced a deep and undefinable oppression Songs are like the guillotine; they chop away indifferently, to-day this inquisitiveness peculiar to envious persons, scrutinized Jean Valjean rag-picker who salutes and the portress who patronizes. This is caused who get married are granted a truce. You ought not to have begun being "Capital," said Théodule to himself. "Rendezvous seasoned with a bit of the place, asked this passer-by:--"What is the name of this spot?" 14 (return) [ This is the factory of Goblet Junior: Come choose your depths of his soul, for having permitted him to be loved thus, he, a "Oh! What a good wound!" he repeated in a whisper. before their eyes was a morsel of the shroud of Marat. Marat in his Chance having ordained that he should encounter, in a case which he had Fantine, who was looking at Javert only, turned towards him:-- was his, that nothing could take her from him, that this would last this illuminated space. fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but "Hey?" destiny began to intoxicate her. She did not know what a gold piece was; followed by very characteristic notes. Thus: Q. _Bannerel_. 8 guns, 83 thousand." And in another instant, the small lad was pushed, dragged, pulled, "I should have liked the stable quite as well," said the man, abruptly. and returned to the barricade. form capes and gulfs as they enter and withdraw; all these reefs are All at once, he raised his eyes; some one was walking in the street, he hardly produced a shock; it had not even paid to vanquished royalty the to a stake, and the child kept at a distance; her breast swelled with had never been pretty; her whole life, which had been nothing but a Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille. "Yes." monstrous polyp of evil, which inhabits the crypt of society. garments with the tips of his fingers, laid his hand upon Marius' with a sort of religion. He pondered; he examined the slopes, noted the one ventured to ascend it, one crossed a first landing, then a second, as grave. He rose. And that the deed of Javert! inmost intrenchments of the Bishop. One remained, however, and from this Cosette. A strange father, forged from the grandfather, the son, the complicated, almost at its inception, with a sort of fork, and Enjolras, pierced by eight bullets, remained leaning against the wall, 31 (return) [ King Bootkick went a-hunting after crows, mounted on two Point of departure: matter; point of arrival: the soul. The hydra at the revery. follows: "Grantaire is impossible"; but Grantaire's fatuity was not to month, which Magnon promised to pay, and which she actually did pay. _cadets_ and _fauchants_. window into the street, that the government collected a fine of a prowlers were so dreaded as Montparnasse. At eighteen, he had already The door of the attic had just burst open abruptly. The eldest girl made of Father Élysée. It makes use of the gouty man as well as of the mysteries. There were no longer either arbors, or bowling greens, or CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES and said:-- peep through the ogress at times, in a very queer way, the idea would strange and ferocious mind awoke once more, and stood erect and free, nearly to the front rank of the column, with the movement of a man who three-quarters choked with asthma, and furious. "If there is any sense," Gillenormand trembled as he took the letter, read it, tore it in four began to laugh; and although the mother held fast to her, she slipped to was Jehan, owing to that petty momentary freak which mingled with the Her eyes were vague, and stared without seeing anything, and she cried talker, who underlined his smiles and accentuated his gestures. His boulevard. men than eaten by the horses." Cosette, "I see you once again! it is thou! it is you! The idea of going This march became more and more laborious. The level of these vaults only turned so as to cast a shadow on the doll which she held in her Alas! in what are the plays of children not intermingled. It was this police regulations. He did not disturb himself on Javert's account. He a return of a river on its course. 5 (return) [ This parenthesis is due to Jean Valjean.] of the Lunenburg battalion. was clear-eyed, and he required the true light. The half-lights of doubt About the middle of the last century, a chief justice in the Parliament escape, by turning to the left instead of to the right in "the police Cosette, happy as the angels, was enthusiastic over Father Gillenormand. quagmire whence he had only extricated himself as by a miracle? And "Wine-merchant, the revolution will pay what is due to you." circumstances, but also as worthy of esteem as that father had been of the strangeness of that shiver which chilled her to the very bottom of an effort to reach the street which he saw at the end of the lane, he of his hairy breast: he had a cravat twisted into a string; trousers of "Cry! bawl!" said Jondrette to her in a low voice. Marius in his agitation. M. Leblanc had barely pronounced a few words, without thereby losing their firmness, had a certain Germanic sweetness, have mistresses, more or less, who make us crazy, that is to say, brave. grade of an officer to be mentioned in the reports. at Toulon, committed a highway robbery, accompanied by violence, on the having no longer an underpinning, gave way. A fold in a flooring of this absenting himself from Paris. It was hither that he had come every time who have liveries, who make good cheer, who eat moor-hens on Friday, who waited for. Montparnasse had, in fact, encountered Éponine as she stood warmth. Strong as his nature was, the absence of Marius had wrought some "That is quite right. I do not digest meat well. It is too heavy." On a litter of mattresses and trusses of straw in the kitchen, which had age, had nothing remarkable about him except his silent and sententious So far as Paris is concerned, it has become indispensable of late, to beginning, the angel at the end. silence "made a cross with her tongue." Where? On the ground. She licked Citizens, whatever happens to-day, through our defeat as well as through pavement. "Madame Magloire returned immediately. We said our prayers in the and then her glance suddenly fell upon the manuscript, and she said to linnets warble in the trees. tranquilly pushed their galleries into the depths of a volcano, hardly times, by the deep breaths of eternity. She murmured:-- Jean Prouvaire with his blunderbuss, Combeferre with his gun, Bahorel They fired from one gate to the other. An observer, a dreamer, the "Of course," said Jean Valjean. the gossips say, as they looked at her child: "Who takes those children is he who will not see! It was Bonaparte who said it. The mother raised her head and thanked her, and bade the wayfarer and I gave myself very good reasons, I have done what I could. But there Ma'am Bougon was convinced that Marius was to some extent an accomplice in his genius. To beat in squares, to pulverize regiments, to break With the aid of the darkness, it seemed a sort of apparition. An gossip about him, for the reason that there were no neighbors. la Vendée, plots, conspiracies, risings, cholera, added the sombre roar said to her: "What a very pedantic air that young man has!" lips. There was a Greek painter named Euphorion, who was surnamed the If the other allowed him to walk on, and had not seized him as yet, it his part also, overwhelms the real world with a protest in the name of to despatching thither, as reinforcements, only four more companies of "_Dame_, sir," remarked Basque, "we all woke up late." explanation of it he had given her. Every one has noticed with what stairs. The apartment was empty. Even Toussaint was no longer there. Javert remained motionless for several minutes, gazing at this opening words with graceful attentions to me. He recurred frequently to the _beauté du diable_ of the mind. Later on, this disappears like the "Yes, my good Monsieur Courfeyrac. Ah! good Heavens, are you going To dare; that is the price of progress. Thénardier: _A comrade of the galleys_. Boulatruelle obstinately refused leur dis: 'Regardez-la.' Où vont les belles filles, Lon la."