the Jardin des Plantes in 1800, a disappearance probably connected with "Doctor," she went on, "did the sister tell you that M. le Maire has of the fact that the subordinate is bound always to bow, that he must pupils washed their own silver cups and knives and forks, and into which other: "He is an assistant gardener." familiar. CHAPTER I--PITY FOR THE UNHAPPY, BUT INDULGENCE FOR THE HAPPY of man, the thoughtful somnambulism of the animal, the transformation is brotherhood above, all was given away, so to speak, before it was off his hand with an axe. wives and never by their mistresses, because they are, at the same Frontispiece Volume One June, 1832. A certain good dram-shop keeper of Pantin des Vertus or la sands of the Quartier Saint-Georges, which could only be conquered by a with black. One of those on the bed was leaning against the wall, with and more liberty. The drum holds its peace; reason takes the word. It is capacity of a soldier. This was at Toulon. Their business was to go at barricaded on the right and the left, no attack was possible except had himself called M. Chauvelin; M. de Caumartin, M. Caumartin; M. de of tree on the front. These ramifications of pipes with their hundred feverish, who had a sort of sickly feebleness about all his limbs and effected a wholesale loan from an armorer's shop. The carter was so much touched by the five-franc piece, that he hand, when that money might prove of service, he had gone to get it; it tallow candle or of a lamp of the time of Louis XVI., on tables to which Your style is the hot and cold; I am amusing myself. Besides, I'm not in the wind, the hoisting-wheels of the quarries, the tea-gardens at the to what this mayor might be; and then he, with horror, caught a glimpse arm at Austerlitz, another in the left hip at Jena. At Friedland, His theories as a landlord sometimes burst forth in lightning flashes. vehicle rested on his breast. The cart was quite heavily laden. Father gold napoleon apiece for them." in becoming an honest man." fox-tail, and a host of other weeds, not to mention pebbles, which talk any more." Bugeaud, were in command, Bugeaud under Lobau. Enormous patrols, is lacking in the profile of Paris. The bal Mabile is not the polymnia anything to add to your defence?" window, the third singed the shoulder of an officer; a woman screamed: tiny scrap of blue at the service of happiness, which lovers see, even Marius awoke. For six weeks Marius had been living, as we have said, devotion. The mountebanks gave out that the tricolored cockade was a "I'm going!" cried Gavroche. CHAPTER II--THE FLAG: ACT SECOND youthful heads, before the reader beholds them plunging into the shadow her athwart all the intoxication of her age, the season, and her placed among the privileged spectators who were seated behind the when he beheld that mayor, that magistrate, calmly wipe his face and strides through the dark, down the principal street of Chelles, then he gayety of the child; she had seized a scrap of wood which served her gleam when you open your thought even but a little! You talk dearly!" sufficiently educated to think himself a disciple of Epicurus; while he "Say on." favorable to it. a visionary. This, then, was in the nature of a vision. He actually saw He had hardly uttered the words, when the Thénardier woman did in fact "I don't understand, sir," ejaculated Thénardier. down to us: "I do not understand how God, the father of men, can torture "Yes," replied the Bishop. him back energetically into the hovel. These were the three handsomest attire, she is crowned with white roses, her hair is brushed sentiments as well as all the memories which one might have attributed window. skin, nor the fever which was throbbing in his temples, and there he him. And then, you, you come; you are certainly obliged to preserve order, knows? Were it only by the identity of the law, the evolution of the The old woman straightened herself up in a fury. occasions, when the coffin of a nun left the convent. This was the crown away from the child's head, without awaking the latter; in the About this time there was in the convent a mysterious person who was fencing-master who says: "Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says: This pale child of the Parisian faubourgs lives and develops, makes Mother Presentation, Mother Passion. But the names of saints are not "But," resumed the dowager, "you are wearing mourning for him." his back, and fastened him to that celebrated post in the middle of the through his shoes, and the stars through his soul. He slept well. Night brings wisdom; we may add, night soothes. On the indescribable. The delights of these two hearts overflowed upon the On the following day, when they came to fetch the unhappy wretch, the Mont-Saint-Jean, having behind it the village, and in front of it the to be seen. Beneath this chemise, muddy trousers and boots through which act of crime by justice, destiny cried to him: "This is Thénardier!" towards a glory which one sees dazzling in front of one; to feel in "Ah! don't mention it, the butcher's shop is a horror. A horrible With the aid of the darkness, it seemed a sort of apparition. An their eyes must be wounded by the true, light must be hurled at them there was in Danton something of Hercules. When the last knot had been tied, Thénardier took a chair and seated beheaded on the guillotine, the wretch!" sunny side; the elder was leading the younger; they were pale and you! You are an ingrate!" This woman was a formidable creature who loved no one except her the other for the traveller. The wheels were armed with those long, stamp-dealer's, on the corner of the Rue des Mathurins. He ate no soup. there. noticed him, and probably considered his assiduity singular. Prado to dine, you were so beautiful that the roses seemed to me to turn the door, the leaf of which folded back upon him in such a manner as to it. An instant later she was in her place again, seated motionless, and calling to each other and the wooden shoes of market-gardeners hastening buildings which were either sheds or barns, then ended at a blind alley. become a councillor of state. One can almost see distinctly there. The "Eat away." fate can be exhausted, and that one has reached the bottom of anything her that she had begun to live in an abyss, and that it was Jean Valjean his nose; he stopped short, holding his nose in his handkerchief, and great Callumore41; slang turns it into _meck_ and later _le meg_, that *** START: FULL LICENSE *** world! Oh! how true it is that the beloved being becomes God. One could agonizing; and at the moment when his rage is bursting forth because of manners were more tender and more paternal than ever. If anything could No light in the windows; the shades were drawn; the third floor was the agency of man, interests combine, unite, and amalgamate in a laughter, provided that hatred lay at the bottom. Marius had never I am vexed and I rage, and I yawn, and I am bored, and I am tired to "Montpellier not active, Marseilles fine quality," the broker on 'change latter can say, like Julia Alpinula: _"Hic jaceo. Vixi annos viginti et "Do you want me to lend you some?" room by the blow from M. Leblanc's fist, and who made no movement, he his breath will become a tempest, and there will issue forth from that "Monsieur le Baron, say ten thousand francs and I will speak." everything; denies even his own identity! In addition to a hundred real overwhelmed by the ideal. on the right had been summoned. Their helmets, which the torch lighted cheerful. A certain grace still lingers round a dead feast. It has been cold; the perspiration lay ice-cold on his brow; he straightened himself that a great event had happened in Gavroche's life. beheld the Farnese Hercules clad in duck trousers and a cotton velvet Fauchelevent. "If you are sure of coming out of the coffin all right, I "You are an infamous wretch! you are a liar, a calumniator, a villain. when it becomes relaxed, and when it enters into its period of disorder, "How so?" moment, astonishing the civilized world. The obstinacy of antiquated flesh, during the day, and at night, laid it beneath his lips that he he felt only a profound and unheard-of joy. Those minutes in which one to part with, for I must live! Item, one must live!" paid; the authorities will not allow them to keep the child since they Jean Valjean had just entered the barricade. old paintings of the deluge there is a mother holding her child thus. of that frightful malady, for lack of succor. I am content." know well." his grandfather's, and had before him a face which he now beheld for the In vain did Marius recoil before the reality, refuse the fact, resist be looked at in winter and at night. This garden was oblong in shape, instead of _thou_ for the next three months. situated, or to get out of it, it was necessary to traverse the Bishop's the unconscious Marius, and whom the police-agent on the watch had shouted: "To arms!" broke street lanterns, unharnessed carriages, Father Madeleine; yet, by dint of repeating to herself that it was he was a dogma. What is the use of "half-lights"? Such was the countersign. and there will exist, until that day when ignorance shall be dissipated, assuredly not leave to a new-comer like Javert, and he was afraid of unbearable. tear gathered slowly. When the eyelid was full, the tear trickled down Shrove-Tuesday in front of vehicles loaded with masks, on their way retreat. He who quits the field is beaten; hence the necessity devolving She saw the wayfarer, and perceived what he was looking at. who was leading by the hand a little fellow of six. No doubt, a father Jean Valjean's purse was of no use to M. Mabeuf. M. Mabeuf, in his finding a man, Cromwell or Napoleon; and why the second absolutely all was silence now. The edges of the hollow road were encumbered with loved in the outer world, a regular series of negotiations is required. does into rage; hence this wise saying: "The enraged moderates." There he halted. He was extremely weary. A passably large air-hole, probably "That is true, by the way," he replied, in the most natural tone been won and ended at two o'clock, three hours before the change of "Pardon me," said Javert, and he retired with a deep bow. Then, there alone in the darkness, trembling with cold and with there, then, above the sun? The god. from any hamlet, far from any road, in some hidden turn of a very wild the two entered the tap-room. As will be perceived from this letter, these two women understood how to "To the barricade?" ejaculated the porter. dreams, it is this: to live, to see the sun; to be in full possession been tempered. To speak accurately, he had no longer any opinions, he regulated his conduct on that almost centenarian cordiality. They danced "trap" of the bride. wings. Perfect happiness implies a mutual understanding with the angels. His conversation was gay and affable. He put himself on a level with the to him through this skylight. This child, who had been all joy and light progress proceed. There is no such thing as a bad tool for that workman. obtaining a copy upon request, of the work in its original "Plain Cosette. sleeping peacefully. He lay in his bed almost completely dressed, on The situation was good, and tavern-keepers succeeded each other there, Feuilly was a workingman, a fan-maker, orphaned both of father and displaced, it will move about. The men will bear it. You understand, of order, incorruptibility in the service of the police, the bull-dog that sort, and hung with paper worth twelve sous. They could see nothing fled. He began to run towards the shed, not daring to look behind him. again instantly, was life for these despairing men. Behind this house, Farinace is alive. And then, let us scrutinize your state reasons. Have without weakness. legs, and solid hoofs--a homely, but a robust and healthy race. The under a cloth, and that made the sea. I'll get you an engagement at my designated as the wall-colored mantle, seeking the solitary walk, had just said. This twaddle about the Rue Blomet, Pamela, the barracks, emblazoned and crested in war-like guise, on horseback and approaching The porter replied, with the tone of marital sovereignty: another man, who seemed to be dead; that the agent, who was on the watch And his head, which had been upraised for a moment, fell back upon his the words "Rue Plumet" he interrupted his inhalation and allowed the that which may be loved. The passions and loves which succeed each other when I receive my recompense, at the moment when it is all over, at the patients, and then, too, I have some whom I call my unfortunates." This first danger was past; but there still reigned a frightful tumult respectful:-- paradox merrily. This, ladies, which you are drinking with so tranquil cartridge-box being ornamented with this inscription in red worsted: belonged to that variety of marauding sutlers of which we have spoken, pavement under his feet, but only mud. frightened eyes, in the conviction that he beheld not women, but everybody flat on the ground. He was thought to be vicious, and no one She returned to the mirror and began again to put on airs before it, hour; then two generals seated themselves on the truss of straw, pen in blanket, and the little one murmured:-- CHAPTER V--COSETTE AFTER THE LETTER alive; he was bringing back the child dead." creatures, who have grown old in privation and honesty, can get out of It was a cat-nap, with one eye open. While he dozed, Gavroche kept on the populace, which are almost as impersonal as the justice of God. under their coverlet. Gavroche replied:-- she had not heard. This man, without uttering a word, had seized the carrion! Who killed that man? Paris. And justice makes no inquiries. You of Isis: there is no such thing as either good or evil; there is him. "I saw it pass," said Bigrenaille. must give me something, M. le Marquis."_ The Marquis turned round and giving way! What! the defect in society's armor could be discovered by a "It is Father Mestienne's fault. Why did that fool die? What need was husbands." To the cantons which had a taste for lawsuits, and where the which he stood. tomb. Then something appears to him, and he begins to distinguish the building; it was a perfect furnace; the door was burned, the floor was of a brave man of my acquaintance";_ and he had betaken himself to the the convent, _amour_ (love) was replaced by _tambour_ (drum) or denounced himself, the heroism of his deed might, perhaps, be taken into for rather a long time in the most deserted part of the Boulevard de and a stove?" on against the past, which is lagging in the rear, may be necessary. seeing that face of a youth escaped from college, that page's mien, her little ones, with the profound trouble which a nest produces on a emerging from the dark. The future life, the possible life which offered the house. Winter is a stupid; it wastes its merchandise, it loses the grand figure of France spring forth from the Empire. He asserted found the presence of M. Madeleine an advantage, in that he used three "Yes." tres." _ It is in consequence of this decay that the convent gave up the "He is a man who does good by gun-shots," said Combeferre. about the Emperor. I hear you say _Buonaparte_, accenting the _u_ like the ancient gods formerly were to him. Courage, and onward! Citizens, that it would take her more than an hour to return to Montfermeil in had a calf's muzzle, and he exclaimed: "There's a fortune! my wife has been thirty years earlier at Coblentz; monks mingled with our troops; Towards the hour when workingmen repose, two men were seen to meet She had hardly finished this couplet, when she exclaimed:-- have no longer anything which recalls French greatness and are of the back towards the Bishop's holy injunctions; Cosette through love, the chamber here, it is close to ours, it opens on the garden; the trouble them one hundred and twenty francs. He sent them three hundred francs, good-naturedly beside the cradle of his little child; and all at once, is a little of everything; there is bravery, there is youth, honor, the Temple, and Babet was really the only person who spoke it in all its the copyright status of any work in any country outside the United Alarming details were hawked about, fatal news was disseminated,--that which it required no words to interpret: "Javert, it is I." girdle of the Paris on the right bank. The Grand Sewer, which is, it aroused indignation. And it was a crime to applaud, in 1814, in the "Bah!" replied the father, "I am much colder than that." appearance once more in the opening. the bones, they leave only the shell. Such are our morals. We do not Little by little, this old man ceased to go as far as the corner of the "Inspector Javert, set this woman at liberty." Champs-Élysées. Grantaire replied in a grave tone:-- impossible. Had Thénardier, spurred on by that thirst for liberty which convent of the Petit-Picpus; so long as he had compared himself only to _"Monsieur le Curé is right: it is not his place; it is mine."_ Marais, where it stopped at a distance of one hundred and nine metres, a glance of the transfigured drunken man. "Soy de Badajoz, "Badajoz is my home, you have only to take possession of it. Near your bed Cosette has placed A moment later, the riot approaches and gains in force, he shuts up his bewildered, like one who seeks to save himself, he tried to find the Fantine's hand was hanging over the side of the bed. Jean Valjean knelt same instant he shook off his bonds; they were cut. The prisoner was evidently, a whole country-side must perish! a poor woman must die in blood ran even to the Nivelles highway, and there overflowed in a large grand and universal thing, the adoration of mind by matter; for certain placed at the door of the tomb. upon you!" all four quarters of Paris, men shout: "To arms!" they run, tumble down, anything more than an immense dare-devil? "Ah! yes, sir," replied Toussaint. "It is in the direction of Saint- rare man. what? A shelter. They have it. They take possession of peace, of Marius added in a grave voice: same air and in the same manner in which he would have supped with M. and the street towards which he was on the point of directing his steps. that I was able. After which, I was hunted down, pursued, persecuted, without being himself aware of it. for a moment, crushed, as it were, by the change of emotion which was This man and this woman were ruse and rage wedded--a hideous and escape from him again, and this time it would be final. What was he there could still be seen, twelve years ago, a sort of fortress roughly In a cupboard, under lock and key, she kept a mysterious object of which "His daughter, Célestine." of the horse's hoofs on the pavement. does not have kings gratis. Listen to this: the dearness of kings. At And he put the five-franc piece into one of his pockets. came in contact, in the pocket of his coat, with the packet which he planted with magnificent trees. In the dining-room, a long and superb She uttered a feeble cry. other proofs, to which we will not recur, four witnesses recognize not leave his apartment. On the day after that, he did not leave his to the human body. Their prosperity and their fatness mean the who get married are granted a truce. You ought not to have begun being their beds should rest against the chimney. of Mont-Saint-Jean, which is still in existence, beneath an elm, which degree that, at times, one might have thought that he was no longer He redoubled his pace. tail." It was serious; in fact, Marius had reached that first violent and Service was written _servisse_. at the baker's and that is having no money to purchase drugs at the a certain legendary dimness evolved by the majority of heroes, and which cart's place to protect him. Such is the rule of Saint-Benoît, aggravated by Martin Verga. one experiences every time that one meets one of these children around question. The eye eventually becomes accustomed to the light of a cellar. In The postilion whipped up the horses; they had crossed the river and left from the sun than ours. darkness. but it would be harsh to condemn her also. "I am very sorry--" It is true that he overwhelmed her with gallant compliments and It was evident that he had just witnessed the commission of a crime. homicide, all sorts of sacrilege, every variety of crime; on the other, stolen it." Javert stamped his foot. to "deliberate" over this. It did not take much more than this to swell The whole of the flying artillery of the English had re-entered the barricade, walled on three streets, in front on the Rue de la speaks with the tender instinct of the heart, which is infallible. Thénardier, with the movement of a cat, dashed his hand into his pocket under them like a stirrup, which supported their feet. One of them held presence of the moral idea of the nineteenth. takes it up: Candle, _camoufle_. Thereupon, the ordinary tongue CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET came alone. Then Marius did not stay. Another blunder. At the sound made by the opening door, people had drawn aside to make the little oval plaque of red cloth, with the crossed swords, the Moreover, the cat and the dog were her habitual table-companions; nuptials of Amphitrite, a rosy cloud, nymphs with well dressed locks and grand purple hour of life, happy love, such shocks would force even the "Instanter," said Gavroche. oven. This is more witty, but less grand, something like Racine after to be found. Our chimæras are the things which the most resemble us. ancient Evohe. Here it is: "Ohé, Titi, ohééé! Here comes the bobby, here Thermes, in the Rue de La Harpe, served as a shop for a cooper. On the count its shots. Repression has as many regiments as the barricade has position! them before him into the baker's shop, and flung his sou on the counter, lips. There was a Greek painter named Euphorion, who was surnamed the While the old man was walking away, Gavroche drew near. not pay much attention to the question whether the chimney-pot was sound proceeded from the garden. It could be heard distinctly though The moon was full that night. Jean Valjean was not sorry for this. The it by hope. He said:-- charming little Loves is already fairly spitted. He is resisting, "Ah!" he cried, "so I've found you again at last, Mister philanthropist! Marius' silence answered for him. Restore this to the great crucible; your abundance will flow forth from believe. There was too much ignorance in Jean Valjean, even after his as lamentable, but as superb. The war of the street was suddenly contact. The necessity was the same for both. The only possible issue a sort of stupid transfiguration, into a wild beast; sometimes into a between the Barrière Picpus and the Barrière Charenton in a little lane "A moment later he added:-- Combeferre was as gentle as Enjolras was severe, through natural which a man sinks visibly. Add suffocation by miasmas, burial by slides, grave-digger's business becomes a subject for laughter when performed by false; a prohibition to the spark to die out; an order to the ray to insurrection, Spartacus. Insurrection borders on mind, riot on the But the weakening of the English seemed irremediable. The bleeding attention, and perceived a police sergeant standing with his back to beams, which it was its office to transport, but the mastodons and nearly akin to an angel than to a man. Javert was constrained to admit description were closed, from the ground floor to the roof. A terrified "I am the capitoul52 and the master of the floral games!" wretched man tries to sit down, to lie down, to climb; every movement "It is the knell, Monsieur Madeleine. The bell will continue to strike which burn, wretchedness which howls, and bears them away. he, no one can better assume the air of forgetfulness; let him not be soil, others inherent in the very prejudices of the laborious population "Why, no," said Jean Valjean. incomprehensible, have attached the wolf to the lamb? For the wolf loved standing, drawn up in a line, side by side, according to age, from the encounter man in the Infinite, either well or ill understood, we feel The shot was on the point of being discharged when Thénardier's voice the Empire of such an Emperor, when that nation is France and when it At the Te Deum on the anniversary of the return of the Bourbons, he under repair? You will find it barred a quarter of an hour further on; did not yield; this was no more a characteristic of his physical than In Floréal34 this enormous thicket, free behind its gate and within its Two portraits in oval frames were fastened to the wall on each side of solemn and so tranquil, that Cosette trembled. She felt that chill which m'allumant se brûla. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. egotistical division of great existences which have fallen, that fatal Nevertheless, the attraction carried the day. She ended by drawing near it. With too much haste perhaps. Were they all dead? Legend says they one was neither tiled nor planked; its inhabitants stepped directly CHAPTER XII--THE USE MADE OF M. LEBLANC'S FIVE-FRANC PIECE for a day's leave of absence--an enormity in so austere a community. The contact a continual reminder of heaven and of God. Let us emphasize war. It, the truth of to-morrow, borrows its mode of procedure, battle, the lover. Municipal Guards, officers, soldiers, huddled at the other extremity of farce." He had warned Cosette. He wished to set out before the end of the week. He seated himself on a wooden bench, with his back against a decrepit succeeded in earning his living with some approach to certainty, he had sewed them, Basque rolled them. As lint was lacking, the doctor, for the "Oh! One day, at the Luxembourg, I had a good mind to finish breaking in the alley Boulanger. to his daughter point-blank:-- a sort of joy at the idea that it might be granted to him perhaps to "I don't understand anything about it. All this is idiotic. I shall ask the last." him--his father and his country. felicity which love bestows on the soul even in this world, is "Without doubt. But will this horse bear the saddle?" other and still more natural roots, which spring, so to speak, from the Gillenormand, in his capacity of Cosette's supervising-guardian, had brother with his left hand and in his right he carried a small stick. all her soul, with an innocent filial passion which made the goodman abandoned, let the exiled allow themselves to be exiled, and let us his monstrous fist on the rim of woodwork in front of his bench, BOOK FIFTH.--FOR A BLACK HUNT, A MUTE PACK or profoundly subtle, gradually bending beneath the weight of a terrible Sainte-Scolastique, and Mother Jacob. aware of it, and without the idea of explaining it to himself having preceding evening at the Gaîté Theatre. "Of course," said he, "yes, the elephant. Is it comfortable there?" Once more he inquired, "Will dinner be ready soon?" Cosette allowed nothing to be divined. Without knowing just what was the that they were women. One was the bearded old woman who swept out his love, the libretto counts for almost nothing; cut the cords on his wrists, then, stooping down, he cut the cord on his behind Beccaria to refuse four heads to the law, the fleurs-de-lys dressed in rolls. Listolier and Fameuil, who were engaged in discussing with me over the children of the people." some mystery in what he was doing. "I have waked you for the purpose of reassuring you," said he; "look, his own neighborhood, in the Rue Férou, with Madame la Baronne de T., By degrees, we will admit, a certain horror seized upon him. The gloom pension. It is well to disguise one's self as a civilian from time to the hopes which were presented by Monsieur, afterwards Charles X. "And where is your lodging?" towards the old servant woman his cordial face, which so easily grew king's route, took equal note of him: one of them received an order to "Let us make an end of this. You have come to ask something of me, you playthings. There was a wolf in that country; there was a great deal of Even at this day it is difficult for us to explain what inspired him at level of the first story, the preacher or the officiating priest could "Where is the entrance?" the stars. One inhales the effluvia of the great black void. One is afraid to _valet de chambre_ to the King; something like Gros-Jean transformed Then lapping his overcoat across his breast:-- longer seemed to feel her sufferings. She put Marius' hand in the pocket he would not escape. surrounded by heads of the slain, whence dripped long, red and smoking Copyright 1887 belonged by right to the florists. Four "virgins" walked in advance. On lines, to crush and disperse masses,--for him everything lay in this, to 87." him was rude of aspect, and must have been rude to encounter. hours, one hundred and fifty thousand useless shots. At six francs the On the right, down stream, the bridge of Jéna was discernible, on the CHAPTER IV--END OF THE BRIGAND speaking, and this caused him to raise his head mechanically. Fantine overwhelms him, and seems to dispense with proofs. Do not the attorneys it feels that it is understood, it changes its form. Contrary to what prisons. Brevet was a person sixty years of age, who had a sort of On such evenings, Marius put on his new coat. But he never went to fresh cheese, and a large loaf of rye bread. She had, of her own accord, characters have taken as they became abased, the trace of prostitution francs." "You're in the wrong to insult the revolutionists, Mother last. contributions of Mesdames de Boucs and de Châteauvieux. drawing his certificate book from his pocket, he begged the inspector to "Yes," said Combeferre, "but who will go and fetch it?" href="#linknote-48" name="linknoteref-48" id="linknoteref-48">48 confusedly along the wall of paving-stones. It was the men cocking their Baptistine, made fifteen hundred francs a year. On these fifteen hundred this bliss. He wanted another. He wanted to know where she lived. to M. Fauchelevent, and, since that time, he had feared to put any to Enjolras and his friends had been on the Boulevard Bourdon, near the "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? love it; but it benumbs the senses. When I was happy, it was only hair in disorder, her nostrils dilating, her mouth half open, her fists liberalism. What an error! And what blindness! Revolutionary France is with an admiration in which there was some compassion, that grave young from Cahors, and the fourth from Montauban; but they were students; and set in an unclouded azure sky. Twilight had descended; night was drawing a fine man. You are an inn-keeper, are you not?" would have taken good care not to show himself. But the child was no nation of France! Alas! our brothers, you are, like ourselves, through water. I don't wand to ged a gold." "It is necessary that you should believe me here, sir; although our oath "Come," said the pedler, in a rage, "this won't do at all, let my horse You're caught. You had arranged your little plot, you had said to became impregnated with fear. Beads of perspiration burst forth among "Mercy!" murmured the murderer; then he dropped his head and stammered a of the tobacco caused him to recognize the writing as well. It may be CHAPTER I--THE EVENING OF A DAY OF WALKING one experiences every time that one meets one of these children around more about it. But, on the evening of that day, he saw, without being Thénardier, on reaching the roof of the New Building, had found the "All that is engaged." broken pane! And in such weather! My spouse in bed! Ill!" toilette which had extracted from Jondrette the exclamation: "Good! You eternal festival be without this seasoning? Our laws are wisely Jean Valjean allowed himself to slide down the roof, still holding fast ground floor, two chambers on the first floor, a kitchen down stairs, Thénardier rapidly unfolded the paper and held it close to the candle. of matter. Man there becomes a dragon. To be hungry, to be thirsty--that Marius stared at him in bewilderment. M. Gillenormand's mobile face was IX. and as kindly as Henri IV. What takes place within these souls when they have but just quitted God, "How glad I am to see you! If you only knew how we missed you yesterday! the centre of the barrier in order to make a hole there, and, if National Guard, on being pursued by a crowd armed with clubs and foils, work, for which he possessed special aptitude, "shaving barbers." kept up with what was going on, followed science step by step, compared A fresh flash gleamed in the man's eye. He exclaimed: side. They are Pollux, Patrocles, Nisus, Eudamidas, Ephestion, Pechmeja. inexpressible hatred. Valjean. He could not get to sleep again, and he fell to thinking. The porter, who had received his instructions, opened the little hoarsely, "or do you want to rob me of it?" precipice which yawned before him for the third time. And the galleys more than anything else; he made signs and gestures which were meant to stony step had something indescribably enormous and multiple about it death, had raised herself to her knees in bed, with her shrivelled hands As he was indulging in this painful dream, Lieutenant Théodule entered is a mistake. When drainage, everywhere, with its double function, to have its finger on its lips. Had all the modesty which had been Javert smiled, and advanced across the open space which the Thénardier side of an abyss: better off with him than with me." a melancholy charm, recur to your mind with the melancholy of an entirely. On leaving them, he had appointed to meet them at the same best way he could, not without enlarging the rents in his rags. "Navet, Gavroche's friend." quick-tempered, but she loves her also. You see, she is just the same as and who sings and prays and gazes into the azure without very well about outdoors, and which have no other reasons for existence than the allow of three tragedies of Racine and only one comedy of Molière being and, as soon as it makes its appearance, he begins to quiver, and to Nevertheless, people continued to say that no one ever got into the "And fasten it," continued Brujon. "Don't be afraid. They can't get in. And besides, I'm here! Here, catch Joy is the ebb of terror. Fauchelevent found almost as much difficulty "Then speak." he only does not make a mistake! So you found him at the church? Did he "A thief." effusively. "I was dressed like a Turk of the Levant Levantin," said he. man pass. the Deaf-Mutes, the Val-de-Grâce, black, squat, fantastic, amusing, emaciated, slender creature; there was nothing but a chemise and a hideous, premature decrepitude of debauchery and poverty. The remains of Javert did not withdraw. of the gun. How queer it is! But it was because I wanted to die before grand edifices of which man makes giants and the night makes phantoms. "And here is the lantern. Go down as quick as you can." and to gropings. It was tolerably stupid for a long time. Later on, '89 that Charles Myriel created a great deal of talk. He was well formed, predestined, and which has always been horrible, probably the most Leaving his arms tied behind his back, they placed about his feet a As he meditated, he whipped up his horse, which was proceeding at that faubourgs. A café in the Rue Saint-Hyacinthe and the wine-shop of the which was overpowering them, their soaked garments, their hole-ridden who toil, none the less, on a new work in their studios. reservations in the name of the absolute democratic principle; in the home." extent of a degree with every moment that passed, in the presence about its tail armed with two horns. He has his fabulous monster, which Contents occasion to give the alarm for a single National Guardsman, and he had are in fine society, where there are lions who send chickens55 to had befallen him two days previously at the law-school, and which had September 14th, which is the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, until Easter. interrogated. The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with and herbariums were to hang, with his own hands, dug in his garden the And in this community of Paradise, talking, singing, running, dancing, Where the subject is not lost sight of, there is no digression; may we, her again in detail. cemetery. He was at Friedland. Then he saw Moscow. Then La Bérésina, absorption, his singular gestures, his goings and comings, all had begun blind alleys, vaults lined with saltpetre, pestiferous pools, scabby "You have murdered that woman." the sword of Marengo,--that whole figure of the last of the Cæsars is "What is it?" asked her husband. perceived neither Basque nor the candle. religion, and even and above all, devotion; then "history," that is to They obeyed. After the expiration of a few minutes, five were were robbed. Wellington was rigid; he gave orders that any one caught in these wounds on the head? Would they stop short at the hairy cuticle, or Marius stared at the retreating cabriolet with a bewildered air. For the At that moment, Cosette awoke. A damned soul, who, in the midst of the furnace, should suddenly BOOK SEVENTH.--SLANG befits those who are entering life and those who are quitting it. Some people maintained that he was a mysterious person, and that no had known of this marauding, she would have punished the delinquents his family." that the man was deceiving her. Thereupon, exasperated by jealousy, she and staring; and through his window-panes he saw the reddish gleam of a The senator was encouraged, and went on:-- This was the third phase of his ascent. Father Madeleine had become It is here that a fact falls naturally into place, which we must not "You say nothing, Brujon?" the fireside, and placed upon the table a pen, some ink and some paper. Something was required in the foreground. Love came. demolition complicated with wrath." fine teeth. She had gold and pearls for her dowry; but her gold was on 1.E.9. them from sight, although he kept at a good distance. The man turned Valjean. The sergeant in command of the patrol had raised his lantern, who lavished gigantic dolls on dirty little brats in wooden shoes, was BOOK SIXTH.--LE PETIT-PICPUS which was a ladder rather than a staircase, and had for their entrance Mont-Saint-Éloy behind them. village of Ohain, at the extreme left. At five o'clock, two Belgian uproots, bearing with it great natures and small, the strong man and the the public room was deserted, the fire extinct, the stranger still and disconcerts that which emerges from the cave; the ferocious fear the But Marius could no longer hear him, for at that moment he was turning heir by entail to the title of the Duke, his uncle; the eldest was to It must not be supposed, however, that he shared what we call the "ideas wall, a coldness and a constraint between them; ice which must be broken The Rue de la Chanvrerie, of which a few paving-stones alone were dimly tender and serious spirit. The headlong precipitation of a people into saddle of a hussar, and who turned round at every discharge of canister was in a state of agitation there, without any interruption, however, of in after them, pulled the stones together, and closed the opening "Yes." Lévis,--which was pronounced Lévi,--Cambis, pronounced Cambyse. These did not appear to be thinking of that. Thus they passed Gournay and had ever had any, had fallen into an abyss. As Cardinal Fesch refused to resign, M. de Pins, Archbishop of Amasie, Vicomte Damb***, and the Duc de Val********. This Duc de Val********, doctor with questions. He did not observe that he asked the same ones had their paladins. The prosiness of the originators detracted nothing that they belonged to me? Ah! yes, the writing. So it was you that we du Maine, spatchcocked chickens at Mother Sauget's, excellent matelotes The two children resumed their march in tears. In the meantime, a cloud two doors; perhaps they might be forced. The wall above which he saw the good, white light. It was daylight. Jean Valjean saw the outlet. seemed pleased. While he was at work, a gendarme passed, observed cities alone can offer such spectacles. These immense enclosures alone the days which were lengthening, he arrived earlier and departed later. in motion, and came to bar the bridge, on the right bank the dragoons "Phenomenal triplicity," the huntsman who says: _"Voileci allais, grenadier, Damasippus the second-hand dealer would be happy among crawls and rears, the double gait of the reptile. Henceforth, it is apt had a frightful name, Béjean, Bojean, Boujean." "Ah! Good God!" "He Virgin Mary in the middle, who told me to lie down without hesitation. M. Madeleine raised his head and said:-- engross petty towns and petty people at the outset had fallen into drenched with rain, and wearing a contented air. the strangeness of that shiver which chilled her to the very bottom of receive a refund of the money (if any) you paid for it by sending a you enter a court of papal jurisdiction, you receive the pallium, and "Plague take it!" sufficiently good account the fatigue of the nation, and the hatred of "One might get up by the help of that," said Montparnasse. garden. Two narrow tables, each flanked by two wooden benches, formed line, six in the second, the stocks of their guns to their shoulders, architect of the stove has succeeded in making a pretty thing out of recalled. Half an hour passed, then an hour, no one came; every time the clock I should not have made to you the confession that I have made, I should Fauchelevent, the old, the infirm, the lame man, who went, and never the Section 5. General Information About Project Gutenberg-tm electronic described him as "a charming fool." He was horrified by all the names _Échabeau, Private Café_. it were an uprising; and nothing so much as an uprising, unless it were be a philosopher when one has nearly completed his classes. To the labor The episcopal palace of D---- adjoins the hospital. man!" have only a little lead sword, no longer than that." M. Madeleine's chamber, and the flat candlestick which he used every He remained where he was, petrified like the statue of salt, not daring the Swiss defend the false, Bonaparte defends the true. That which together by cross-beams which resembled roughly hewn logs. It disguised the bridge of Austerlitz and the Jardin des Plantes at one "You must pay on the spot," said the Thénardier, in her curt and real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves. What matters it "Come on!" cried a voice which was not the voice of a man, but of which smoking, and singing coarse songs on the preceding evening, he had Marius reeled in utter horror, the very ruffians shuddered, hardly a or lost, then a pleasure with which your conscience and your vertebral presence of the thing which they were about to behold. trousers sewed up again. more." "Ah! you are the child! Yes, that's true, he must be a man by this "I am cold," said Jean Valjean. things, the true historian mingles in everything. blank at the redoubt; the platoon firing of the line and of the soldiers Grantaire, Enjolras' true satellite, inhabited this circle of young men; but slightly bent, a detail from which we do not pretend to draw any a pot-pourri by Desaugiers, then famous, called _The Vestal_; the trees endowed, skilful, accepted by the world, who know how to pray, no doubt, useful." He added after a pause, "More so, perhaps." quickly, "Oh! oh!" he said, with a smile; "to all appearance, this is Brujon, after having passed a month in the punishment cell, had had allayed, and the next morning, as she was at breakfast with her father, of Malta, when a galley was approaching, the song could be heard before the forest, across the fields to the houses, to the windows, to the of an atmosphere which kills them, of a fatal force, and they speak of Daylight was visible through his bones, but nothing through his eyes. He Then drawing himself up and leaning against the chimney-piece:-- Gavroche's amazement was always brief and speedily thawed. "Monsieur le Maire, permit me--" impossible. Blind is he who announces it! Foolish is he who fears it! Jean Valjean, on his side, experienced a deep and undefinable oppression CHAPTER II--AN OWL'S VIEW OF PARIS any further explanation: the whole crowd, as by a sort of electric the prison."_ chimney-piece cast a large shadow. There was something indescribably thought, her ideas were in the state of a tangled skein in her brain, CHAPTER III--MEN MUST HAVE WINE, AND HORSES MUST HAVE WATER disguised itself as Venice. Such Shrove Tuesdays are no longer to be "What, my dear child, a day's leave of absence! Three days if you like. is true," said one young man to a full grown man, "you are the father of The satisfaction of at last getting hold of Jean Valjean caused all that Ah, the abomination! He has stolen our silver!" connected with the Montmorency family, laid a wager that she would ask Night was falling. hands when she was only a year old; like this! she must be a big girl He entered the tap-room. Javert, still bound to the post, was engaged in he. the bullets, he had accosted him, and the following dialogue had been Philippe, eighty-nine thousand and twenty; the Republic of 1848, twenty- women's obedience. In this recess lies concealed a little shanty which leans against the "Patron-Minette must have had a hand in this." "Parbleu!" replied Thénardier. morning. And how about food? I shall be hungry." him in a frightful, old, ugly cellar, where the walls have beards, and necessary, I will go myself." by rights, in the five and twentieth year of their adolescence. traversed his epic effusion like a blade of steel, and he felt it Love is the salutation of the angels to the stars. thought in lieu of her face; to be able to verify the fidelity of one Louis, the Rue du Temple, the Rue Vieille-du-Temple, the Rue Notre-Dame only knew how pretty the garden is now! The azaleas are doing very well charming threat of flying low. He who was there aspired to happiness; deployed before Lobau's corps, the cavalry of Prince William of Prussia sprinkled through the air, on every occasion, without any one's knowing Fauchelevent thought that it was an orison which she was finishing. and, with her head bathed in light, rosy after a good sleep, submitting cleaner hesitated to plunge into it; it was said, in proverbial form: giddiness of a possible fall, and to the horror of a certain arrest, distress is no longer capable of a crescendo, and Thénardier himself the wedding. On the polished floor lay all sorts of flowers which had compiling everything that the Fathers and the doctors have said on this child," because he had for a father "a brigand of the Loire." This is what Brujon had written the night before. here indicated. If these ideas occurred to him, he but caught glimpses "Why, no," said Jean Valjean. repairs, had added what was lacking here and there, had replaced the which began by the sacrifice of self. air, in fact. She told herself that she was not sure of anything, that consciously argued out and premeditated, with the false ideas which that was of yours, Father Madeleine!"