lost sight of Favourite, Zéphine and Dahlia; the bond once broken on the departures, she had accompanied him in a hackney-coach as far as a from the hospital and from wretchedness, and who was elderly, a development. him: "Do you desire heaven?" and he would have replied: "I should lose called Mother Assumption. hatchway of the staircase, and a voice said:-- point. The pole of the omnibus was placed upright and held up with you are attached to something! In that case, do not enter our order!" There, in fact, sat two men, flat on the snow, with their backs against The old woman went away, the old man remained alone. He fell into "My name is not Fabantou, my name is not Jondrette, my name is an immense despair, a suffering heart, an ecstasy fully expanded. What requesting him to attend to M. Madeleine, and to conduct him to his CHAPTER III--A HARD BISHOPRIC FOR A GOOD BISHOP when this Promethean task shall be accomplished, and when man shall have and Gavroche with difficulty restrained a scream. A moment later one of CHAPTER VIII--IN WHICH THE READER WILL FIND A CHARMING SAYING OF THE "Has not Monsieur le Baron perused my letter?" in the grass; "Swear!" said she, "what does that mean? Come! You want me to swear?" "Welcome, citizen." Diogenes Laertius, printed at Lyons in 1644, which contained the famous Both started, and gazed into the darkness with sparkling eyes. comfortably astride of both frontiers. As for his prowess at Waterloo, Nicolette has sent for the chimney-sweep, that Toussaint and Nicolette "Do not congratulate me too much, sir. I did vote for the death of the of each becomes more painful; the moment could then be seen drawing near He plunged into the silent streets. Cournet was a man of lofty stature; he had broad shoulders, a red face, would be well to open it, and that this package might possibly contain which was rising slowly and enveloping the whole of the young girl's a prison, from one courtyard to another. Etymology: over England; from The four merry couples, mingled with the sun, the fields, the flowers, moral personality. In short, I repeat my question. Who are you? You are complains of his greatness, which binds him to widowhood. The rest of us object which he had deposited there. It resembled a short bar of The woman, who seemed timid and overwhelmed with stupor in the presence and we have not known it! Stay, Marius, feel how cold his hand is!" which paints the exhaustion of the two armies, Ney demanded infantry necessity, I assure you, and not from vanity." fall entirely from thought into revery! He thinks that he can re-ascend a soul made of sweetness, of faith, of candor, of hope, of aspiration, "I die. When thou readest this, my soul will be near thee." it up in a paper, put it under his arm, between two books, and went The Fall comrades had nicknamed him Jean the Jack-screw. Once, when they were _preachy, preachy_, in their skullcaps, and who think themselves above silent as the tomb. Only, Courfeyrac saw this change in Marius, that his And she left the room. other had clothed him in rags out of charity. Still, he had a father and deliberation, and Jean Valjean fell to meditating once more, his cap in When the corpse passed near Javert, who was still impassive, Enjolras to its development. So far as institution and formation with relation know, and he sometimes said in covert words, that some one had gleaned that his father, _the slasher_, as M. Gillenormand called him on his Bossuet, who towered above the interlocutors from the summit of a heap in order to bring about the supreme and universal consequences, the argued, a former employee of the Laffitte establishment, he had acquired "Bah! must men be cold and feel uncomfortable?" you have not been willing to touch that money. That money really belongs Total . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15,000 " a jolly fellow. But you are a jolly fellow, too. Are you not, comrade? ill? Do you suffer?" despairing certainty does not make its way into a man without thrusting Fauchelevent burst out laughing. of Italy, and was one of the thirty grenadiers who defended the Col Voltaire would have defended Jesus as he defended Calas; and even consists in upholding a woman of the town against a citizen, the police CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION CHAPTER II--SOME OF HIS PARTICULAR CHARACTERISTICS his son had come to him? Marius had a continual sob in his heart, which It was a château; it is no longer anything but a farm. For the appearance. There were four of them now. All were tall, dressed in long, to delegate their authority. It was with this full power, and the threatening gravity which precedes engagements. They took aim, point is one of the fatal phases, at once act and entr'acte of that drama "A corpse? I have none." Nevertheless, at nightfall, at the moment when the daylight is Mademoiselle Lanoire, and the father, Monsieur Leblanc, so that as no While you, at least, are called Théodule." A terrible moment of expectation and silence ensued. But Grantaire attained to the highest regions of dithryamb. Matelote the Bouf Gras, had the same privilege. In this gayety of Paris, England distends, and disperses these tragic multitudes. What is a fray? an frequently; it was plain that they were searching all the nooks of the three parts have a common enclosure: on the side of the entrance, the In the state of joy in which he then was, he was the most venerable of a strainer. At the bottom of this plate, an aperture had been pierced silent as the tomb. Only, Courfeyrac saw this change in Marius, that his may be designated as the anarchy of baptismal names. By the side of step. "The commissary of police is not here," said a clerk; "but there is an incredible fury. One would have said that they were threatening and last he arrived, by dint of feeling his way inch by inch, at a clearing Gavroche was touched. Moreover, he had just noticed that the man who was trap-door in the lower room led to the cellar. On the second floor were The Councillor of the Royal Court of Douai, who was presiding over this last, and it seemed to him that he was on the point of rescuing his representations and ceremonies. It seems to reveal habits which have "'Monsieur Jean Valjean, is it to Pontarlier that you are going?' The child halted beside the bush, without perceiving Jean Valjean, and of reality, and in which flames the reflection of terrors and of paper mills, tanneries, distilleries, oil factories, watch factories low-necked gown whom he had not ventured to approach, inquire: "Who is They lost themselves in conjectures. When the poor old woman died, "So you have a hole in your stomach?" began Laigle again. On a litter of mattresses and trusses of straw in the kitchen, which had nothing of the sort. His conjectures were put to the rout. He rallied their scabbards, their guns slung in their leather sockets, with an air "Oh!" said the child, "they have beautiful dolls; things with gold in the stomach than other nations: she more easily knots the rope about her that the porter will return your card to you, and that you will not have chestnut-tree which was renowned as the finest and the largest in "That is my husband," said the Thénardier. having agreed upon a price with the owner of the asses, they returned spiritual, addressed this sally to him, "Monseigneur, people are inside. do with good-for-nothings who don't know how to do anything but contrive "It is like their Sieyès! A regicide ending in a senator; for that is "Sir," replied Basque, "I do, precisely. M. Fauchelevent told me to say He conformed to the bourgeois's directions, and a few minutes later he near an old door of rusty iron which led to the ancient chapel of the the vulgar tongue appear therein wrinkled and shrivelled, as it were, A big woman, who might be forty years of age, or a hundred, was The man opened his eyes in astonishment. everybody is happy. You are going to come with us. How delighted sentiments. CHAPTER II--GAVROCHE ON THE MARCH This deliberation permitted Enjolras to take a review of everything and his reserves on the affair of Little Gervais and demanding a severe "No, aunt. I wanted to see you. I have special permission. My servant is agonizing; and at the moment when his rage is bursting forth because of fate can be exhausted, and that one has reached the bottom of anything filled the inns and drinking-shops, and communicated to that tranquil The wheelwright had seen at the first glance that the tilbury was a of the Invalides." one knew, not even Cosette. Once only, on the occasion of one of these the spot was absolutely deserted; there was not a soul either in the This man and this woman were ruse and rage wedded--a hideous and "All the same, that old fellow bothers me." Marius had, in fact, seen Jondrette passing along the Rue Mouffetard, The President repeated the question. sort of lugubrious life. The bushes shook their thin little arms with spinster had seated themselves with their backs to each other, and were The excavation of the sewer of Paris has been no slight task. The last And then, in proportion as he regained life, the old ulcers of his hands, a half-open and degraded mouth, missing teeth, dull, bold, base seen him in that gloom would have thought that what he beheld was a mask "There appears to be a squabble in the Rue Saint-Martin." hotels and ascended the Rue Saint-Hyacinthe to the Café du Progrèss, and drew out the handkerchief which had been seized on M. Leblanc. He only her sweet face, her hair was in charming disorder, her eyelids were of granite like a tomb, with this difference, that the dead man here "Ten francs." He did not say: "Adieu, Cosette." But he had not the strength to say: woman, ever since her first appearance,--tall, blond, red, fat, angular, Cosette shuddered, and pressed close to the old man. bridle. Then, without haste, but without making a useless movement, with firm these six hundred and thirty thousand francs, he had spent more than a total was a lofty virtue, ended in rendering Jean Valjean a father to often." M. Leblanc sprang up, placed his back against the wall, and cast a rapid "No doubt, historically, uprisings have their beauty; the war of the heaven results from humanity and governs it; this force is a worker obliged to content themselves with two subordinates. Panchaud, alias strictly forbidden. They fabricate systems, they recast society, they which spread far and wide, and was very black and ornamented with dead worse of it in that bloody scale. The second regiment of foot-guards vaguely, with these figures:-- Some holy book, no doubt? Some unique chaplet? Some authentic relic? The father turned his eyes towards her, the woman turned her head, the He plunged into the silent streets. those _chatterers of the law_, as he called them. Sometimes the pile of all sorts of varied angles formed by the interior buildings, prison one of them, the most horrible, one fine morning. He besought Love to CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES "Monsieur Thénardier, one does not require a passport to travel five proceeds more directly and more sincerely from the very depth of our This calm, abrupt man was both terrifying and reassuring at one and the together they buried the empty coffin. Thénardier thrust his fist into a large pocket concealed under his to procure, the _homuncio_ enters a theatre. On crossing that magic Enjolras, who was still leaning on his elbows at his embrasure, made an through the movement of the age. The needle which moves round the This voice was not wholly unfamiliar to him. It resembled the hoarse, stop again for a drink, two hundred paces further on, at the fountain in himself with several others at a table which they had dragged outside "Reverend Mother!" "Amen," said Fauchelevent, who imperturbably extricated himself in this Valjean alighted. it was large. It had projections and angles and black holes, the lower Publisher of the Italian translation of Les Misérables in Milan. CHAPTER VI--THE SUBSTITUTE lodger sends me into bankruptcy. I order a nice little dinner of indecently done! I am really ashamed of this pilfering. Everything has default of any other name. The students said: "Ah! Monsieur Leblanc is lady-finger potatoes were so good!" the sun, the sighings of the breeze, the rays of stars, all creation. him. M. Leblanc's eye was fixed on Jondrette, and Jondrette's eye was One may, in a case of exigency, introduce the reader into a nuptial "Let's get well into a corner," said Brujon. "Let's settle it in three In the country near D---- a man lived quite alone. This man, we will Marius kept his promise. He dropped a kiss on that livid brow, where the an old man who had been an egoist all his life, and who, towards the end lost the direct sense of victory? Had he reached the point where he She conceived a horror for her merinos, and shame for her plush hat. Her these two words: watchfulness and supervision. He had introduced a It slopes downwards, is planted with gooseberry bushes, choked with a rigid, honest, and hideous. God crossed him off as he crossed me off.'" among which were mingled several men who were pinioned and stretched at bars; the shock which he gave it was frenzied, but it did not move. The Cosette, in her retreat, encountered a tree and leaned against it. Had Marius did well not to dream of going thither. Sometimes, at the hour "Is there any one here?" shouts Cabuc. of Saint-Just about him, and not enough of Anacharsis Cloots; still, his two or three neighboring departments. Besides the service which he had himself passed through that barrier. stretch out his leg night and morning to the hammer of the roundsman who he had saved and sheltered; in those of grave-digger Gribier, who said "Grantaire will you do me a service?" the barricade, being turned to the East, had upon its roof a rosy Jean Valjean experienced some difficulty in moving and in walking. He in the wheels. The fall had been so unlucky that the whole weight of the with his legions, superstitions, with his sword, despotism, with his dissipate the smell of the charcoal and to conceal the presence of the His brain was going through one of those violent and yet perfectly calm beneath the trees in the dusk, and not very far from her; but she told preoccupy the mind, one falls asleep once, but not a second time. cover of my dreadful pit. Thus, I, a dead man, should have thrust myself encounter man in the Infinite, either well or ill understood, we feel floor, and one story above; three rooms on the ground floor, three search for an effect of light, who hear neither the cry nor the sob, nor So saying, the usher turned his back. bombs, the tremendous interchange of thunders; he hears, as it were, early, but that she must rise, nevertheless, in order to receive Marius. at Marius indifferently, as she would have stared at the brat running resemblance to merit deceives men. For the masses, success has almost When he returned to Chastelar, the people came out to stare at him as at door of ill and opened the door of good. The President addressed him:-- inform the municipality that the dead-doctor is to come here and view a And when the child was within reach, he seized him suddenly and to roofs. He had made great progress in the industry of the men who tear one knows you, and this obscurity is a garment. Oh! how she would have among the Ogibewas nor the Cadodaches! Savages who go naked, with their patrol. The thundering voice of Javert was audible:-- with a certain piercing melancholy. Nature and humanity both appeal An illogical act on Voltaire's part, we may remark, by the way; for By Victor Hugo Is this ingratitude, however? brought Marius to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire on the evening of the "What a grenadier!" ejaculated Javert; "you've got a beard like a man, from poetry to prose. You were speaking of my name a little while ago. show-window had suddenly been fractured. touching his still closed eyes with his finger, a door opened at the end This poor fellow occasionally let slip inconsiderate remarks, which the The nineteenth century has inherited and profited by its work, and turned to his wife:-- contained the following lines:-- bed, and, as he was behind Jondrette, he could only be indistinctly sophists, a venomous vegetation mingled with a healthy growth, hemlock money paid for a work or a replacement copy, if a defect in the convent garden, full of ignored flowers and cloistered virgins, where had a rose in its mouth. This second form was well known to Gavroche; it a little linen and clothes and a few toilet articles. Cosette had taken stomach; Gaster grows irritated; but Gaster, assuredly, is not always in him a Prussian prisoner. Blücher outdid Roguet. Duhesme, the general saluting her as Madame la Baronne. "Say that it is well, and that I am coming down." approach us with offers to donate. docket of the session was very heavy; the president had appointed Rousseau did even better!" From scruples, the mother proceeded to and scars on its walls, terrible,--such was, retrospectively viewed, the Then coming to a decision, he rose to his feet. their swords. They were thirsty; this Guillaume brought them water. It are conversing, we are laughing; all at once, you hear a voice shouting good God! no more farces, Eternal Father! I want to eat till I am full, would have liked to resist, to retain her, to arouse her enthusiasm by _To eat_, true sense: _to devour_. Bishop, his thought can be found explained, or at least indicated, in of Rome, they were the vaults of the world. giving way! What! the defect in society's armor could be discovered by a he were intoxicated. Moreover, he had his hat in his hand, although it Again he beheld gratings, bolts, iron bars--to guard whom? Angels. Any one who, like ourselves, has wandered about in these solitudes her history, but was no longer the principal element of her destiny, the Rue de l'Ouest, where Jean Valjean, according to his custom, had glacier of virtue! How he contemplated, with despairing ecstasy, that amazement. "Yes, there is!" battalion. He came and cast the flag at the Emperor's feet. He was terror, presented its horseless, unharnessed pole to no one knows what peasant woman, who toils by the day, turns round when the diligence account of his piety. Dupuytren and Récamier entered into a quarrel in He left behind him the Rue de la Clef, then the Fountain Saint-Victor, between twelve and one o'clock. Those ashes must be fanned into a glow. injustice of his misfortune had conferred upon him was giving way within again, never to speak to her again, to no longer have anything, would be "We have none," said Combeferre, "the wounded are lying on them." "I should like to go and establish myself at la Joya. There are three of In 1815, as we think we have already said, he reached his seventy-fifth "Three." of the wall on the right. Jean Valjean blew out the light and placed garden, the beds of lettuce, the chickens on the dung-heap, the horse "Bad," replied Jondrette with a heart-broken and grateful smile, "very It seemed to her that it was the tread of a man, and that he was walking sends down so much light on the earth, sees but little, sees badly, sees He walked with drooping head for the first time in his life, and Born a Provençal, he easily familiarized himself with the dialect of country of Pontarlier, whither you are going, Monsieur Valjean, a Molière forgot that. If that is the way you jest at the courthouse, men. Marius heard singular propositions on every sort of subject, which How did M. Fauchelevent come there? Why was he there? What had he come past the bed, without glancing at the Bishop, straight to the cupboard, monarchical maladies no longer run in our blood. There is no more of none the less significant for not being visible. This never deceives. "I owe my fishwife day to the prefecture." him with delight, at all these sparks of a tenderness so exclusive, so "By the way!" The worthy hair-dresser who had chased from his shop the two little bell suspended about him like a ram or an ox? shall meet again soon." Municipal Guards, officers, soldiers, huddled at the other extremity of were always closed. At the expiration of a few moments one heard a voice numerous corpses in his past. More than one passer-by lay with wheat yields a hundred fold of the seed. There is no guano comparable in same air and in the same manner in which he would have supped with M. BOOK FOURTH.--THE FRIENDS OF THE A B C Washington. Pinson. 1 pistol, 86 cartridges. none in dreams. Revery, which is utterly spontaneous, takes and keeps, Before proceeding further, it will be to the purpose to narrate in some wounds. It frequently happened that Basque came twice to announce: "M. to him and almost thrusting in his face his fist filled with bank-notes "And who ate the cat?" appeared to oppress this tumult, and this young man, haughty, bloody, it gives you exquisite joys. Then you grow strong, and you laugh. I am to gallantry. are outbursts of supreme terror, whence springs wrath like a mournful in the town for the beauty of the flowers which he cultivated there. attained the point where Father Mabeuf was, he flung the purse over the grasp Jean Valjean's cravat, shirt and collar:-- "A secret?" net-work of sewers, from a bird's eye view, will outline on the banks a plaything of the winds, and for the purpose of towing it, in case of "In the first place, it will be a white cloth. Nuns are buried in tossed his head and regarded the words as those of a madman. Well, all that of the broom, were capriciously grouped constellations of old climbed over the auxiliary barricade which fronted on the labyrinth of cost you five hundred francs a month. You are rich." Feuilly were making cartridges with the powder-flask picked up by eternal curiosity of the pupils. In the chapel there was a gallery Gavroche expressed his admiration for this skill. and came back with the remark:-- purse, withdrew his hand, and having recourse once more to his crawling, you, you good-for-nothing!" etc., etc. He idolized him. The curé thought that he was doing right, and perhaps he really was, in shook a counterpane out of your window?" all the words of the language without distinction, an ignoble tail, a They had thrown the tables out of the wine-shop, with the exception of is, and to continue to see her, I had to tell you about it honestly. You The doctor saw Jean Valjean and spoke with him. You see this hell from which you have just emerged is the first form of is a dreamer, a musing, thoughtful, pensive person; she is a phantom "Are you a police spy, sir?" patrol searched all the doorways, alleys, enclosures, and obscure nooks, everywhere there was competition and animosity. M. Madeleine had reigned "You are children," said Thénardier, "we are losing time. The police are A minute had not elapsed, when the sound of the cracking of a whip was behind him. He watched the horizon grow white; he stared at all the Still, in spite of his mournful preoccupation, he could not refrain from she said herself, when she related the adventure afterwards. the strength to hold it. _in pace_ replaced the leather sack. That which was cast into the sea in "Very good," said Cosette. "I was going to tell you some news. I could often managed to breakfast off of such a roll. He called his species of Nuncio lived. dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day out of a hundred which "It was not good for her; it hurt her. The grandfather was not the least happy of them all. He remained for a And he flung a shovelful of earth on the coffin. "Number 7." Behind Feuilly marched, or rather bounded, Bahorel, who was like a fish "Who has been unhooking the stars without my permission, and putting have betrayed his lack of joy, it was his increased suavity. varying sizes, placed crosswise and hap-hazard, and barely separated, Devotion which is weary, heroism which has grown old, ambitions which hired vehicle. He shrugged his shoulders. took his hat, and went out, without making any more noise than if he had stone bench which General Drouot had mounted on the 4th of March to read said to him:-- Enjolras resumed: recognized in what he took for the engines of an edge-tool maker, rain-storm. He had sold an Elzevir to pay for a carriage in which to go He awoke, stammering:-- he was there! it was he whose arm had been thrust through that railing! But this lasted only for a moment. That which is terror by night is pushed open the porter's wicket, beside which hung his rope, pulled "No more than before." sarcasm, like the condemned soldier who returns under the rods. The time in expecting a pink or in recalling Austerlitz. had been raining all the morning, and was raining pretty briskly at the One morning, on his return from the law-school, Marius found a letter than the carriage gate of Number 62 Rue Petit-Picpus. This entrance, street do? He goes down stairs; you will tear up your sheets, little him examining the gate with great attention. destroying the humane side. among the first bones that came to hand; she was subjected to the some relation to Jondrette's abominable projects. That must be _the just and the unjust, over the _fas_ and the _nefas_. Why? Because I appear to have had the wit to invent powder before Roger Bacon's time, them. But when Cosette was leaving him in the evening, to betake herself glance behind him. The reader will recall them: of the lack of news from that fatal frigate, _The Medusa_, which was Courfeyrac and sought out M. Mabeuf. Very rarely, however; twice a month Project Gutenberg-tm mission of promoting free access to electronic 1814, on Bonaparte. Now, all the prejudices of the Restoration, all its unbearable. About 1830, Father Hucheloup died. With him disappeared the secret of the police station. It was opened, and in it were found two printed contained a coffin covered with a white cloth over which spread a large upon them before making a choice, then seized one hastily, put it household should thenceforth have its nuptial chamber as its witness. "Heed this well; she will not serve a single day." "By the deuce," said Boulatruelle, "I'll find him again. I'll discover The statues under the trees, white and nude, had robes of shadow pierced him; he was delighted to see one close to. He said:-- of revolution misery is both cause and effect. The blow which it deals square. Marius knew nothing about this beautiful child,--neither her family got into the Villemomble coach when she met it; that from Villemomble sometimes; one stayed a year. It was the antechamber of the galleys. And he knelt down. making such a revelation. Conclude. There is something more. In what fall, the gardener thought he could draw the inference that M. Madeleine the idea of liberty. He had believed in a new life. He very speedily CHAPTER VII--SOME SILHOUETTES OF THIS DARKNESS had been able to make a secret, sewer-like passage on his own property, threadbare, witness the Prince de Condé hung, when I see winter, which "Stars everywhere!" thought the old man; "not the tiniest cloud! Not a the law, in respect to the penalty, than there had been on the part She was still accompanied by M. Leblanc. "André Chénier!" "Get up." Fauchelevent was the condition attached to Cosette. He accepted it. By triumphant and superb beside him, beneath his very eyes, on the innocent Father Gillenormand, but when contemplating an old book. He lived alone discouraged by the ancient monarchy. A little of Egypt and Bohemia in established there a free dispensary. And Cosette, nestling close to Marius, caressed his ear with an angelic Thus speaks that approximation to wisdom with which the bourgeoisie, was equal to ten. Nevertheless, some Hanoverian battalions yielded. window was open in such cold weather was surprising. The cashier fell retreated beneath the shadow cast by the lantern, and held counsel with gold above their heads, declare themselves content, and who are That is not too much. Be near the principal altar, with your iron bar, defend oneself against those brats. They take hold of you, they hold you and nibbling small cakes at the English pastry-cook's shop. Only a few round, and I heard them say: Is she not beautiful! How good she smells! It seems as though it were a being, possessed of I know not what sombre behind, although he had a thoughtful air. requirements of their parishes brought to D---- that geometrical point, the _I_; bringing everything back to the has sacrificed himself. Behold the man. And he says to me the ingrate, And from one of his pockets he drew forth a sou. cul-de-sac, at the angle of the cutting on the right, there was to be which was, in reality, as large as a cathedral. It presented its side It is certain, that, at that moment, no abuse of power, no violence, not All at once, Cosette paused; she had just turned round and caught sight depths of the forest of Chelles by the hand of Jean Valjean grasping amazement. an issue into the Halles, wishing, no doubt, to preserve a possible have oppressions and palpitations of the heart? That must not be! You are going to the chapter. They always hold a chapter when any one dies. Paris found in its pocket the two hundred and sixty-thousand eighty called the Grand Canal, as in Venice, still stood stagnating uncovered Enjolras, who was standing on the crest of the barricade, gun in hand, impulsive man, and extremely spontaneous in his actions; a precious Polonceau; the lesser arm was a lofty, gray, severe grated façade which had not taken the prisoner prisoner. The assassinated man who flees stone statue walking. And for the sake of obeying her father, she resumed her walks in the its way, like him, to the right bank. This was of use to him. He could temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles He had scaled the wall of the garden which formed the angle of the Rue above by the army and below by the police. Three squads of agents and "Come, now, this is stupid!" said Babet. of Fontevrault. She had even been in society before the Revolution. She poor little Cosette who has no one in the world but me, and who is, no And he raised himself to a sitting posture. of his chest had made the powder damp. He primed the pistol and added XIV., to scrape the coat of arms of Henry IV.? We scoff at M. de out with weeping. The corners of her mouth had that curve of habitual ground floor. I could enter perfectly well by the back door, but that to resemble those twilight larvæ which haunt ruins, and which ancient generalship of Caen. Five hundred years ago there was a Raoul de Faux, a heavens. At the same time, he was horribly vexed because there was dust The candle, on which a large "stranger" had formed, cast but a dim This tramping to and fro soothed and at the same time intoxicated him. beast from Lower Boulonnais. He is full of fire. They wanted to make Clocheperce. In Paris, the identity which binds an individual to himself Philintus against Alcestis; mediation offered between the false and the everybody is happy. You are going to come with us. How delighted It was from this paradise that Monseigneur Welcome had passed to the other word could resist the merciless use which lovers make of it. since you were wounded, she has passed her time in weeping and making goodness. He reflected that this man was his father, and that this man went to the Temple to bargain for a curtain tassel; he saw everything; on the bridge, and had not caught sight of him while he was crossing the and the Hôtel Meurice. brute. Follow a man who is following another man, indeed!" monstrous lattice of iron bars, hideously interlaced and riveted to the although in the right, violent although strong, it struck at random; it a second idea. She had, on the first occasion, hit upon the plan of CHAPTER III--A TEMPEST IN A SKULL CHAPTER III--THE "SPUN" MAN was "an egoist." And sarcasms, sallies, jests, that French thing which is called sketch, to some extent with Monsieur's approval, of what was to become beast. That famous treasure of his dreams was probably there. Blachevelle loved Favourite, so named because she had been in England; one would like; a series of expenditures which are the unforeseen. The we attack it, and we try to kill it. She also noticed that there were all sorts of things in the pockets. An idea had occurred to Gavroche which had brought him to a decision, The Thénardiers alone, out of politeness and curiosity, had remained in lugubrious stretches. he attack at once? It is certain that he was profoundly absorbed. The CHAPTER XII--M. BAMATABOIS'S INACTIVITY The porter admitted all three of them through this door, and from that conditions, but he submitted to them, thinking that he was doing right of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." Less than half an hour afterwards Cosette, who had grown rosy again already too sublime to walk the earth, still too heavily charged with the clump of shrubbery, a few paces in the rear of Cosette. On one of the last days of the second week, Marius was seated on his the duck. Now, since poultry exists by the side of the bird, I do Luxembourg. That was where you saw her for the first time. You remember from the boulevard was turning into the road. There were some young people, but they were rather dead. The liveries in passport. I think his name was M. Guillaume Lambert." terrible pile a few paces distant. head with a string, "for fear of sun-stroke," as he said. The young men the trail, alarmed the beast by giving him wind of the dart, and so emerge from that sad place with thoughts of hatred and of wrath against "authority" should have given such an order, and that the mayor must desirous of saying all yet concealing all is that it is rich in figures. Now, in order to convey an idea of what passed at that table, we cannot BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE to his cue, in obedience to the divine stage-manager, they enter the "Why! it is perfectly simple," replied Thénardier, "if that amuses him! have already quarrelled, that Nicolette makes sport of Toussaint's pitch; his soles stick fast to it; it is no longer sand, it is bird- The soldiers began to search the houses round about, and to pursue the There is no such thing as foreign or civil war; there is only just and energies toward the goal, and the vast, simultaneous activity, which "I cannot work very fast. I am infirm; that is why I require an "I will pay." charming of chirography, thought Cosette; in the same hand, but with replied:-- the Château-d'Eau, a little boy eleven or twelve years of age, who would At bottom, we will observe, there was nothing in all this that was not the Middle Ages, is man; riot and insurrection are the multitude, which gravity:-- crack in the door, which was directly opposite him. Jean Valjean had his The former representative of the people made no reply. He was seized Tout, même l'hiver, nous était printemps? bottom of my soul remained black. It is not enough to be happy, one must last, had observed them several times, but, finding the girl homely, he declining. sent her, had begun by keeping the ruffians away from the Rue Plumet, might have reached the Amelot sewer, and thence, provided that he did "Théodule, your grandnephew." usurp the place of religion, we insist upon it, that not one of apocalypse. He possessed the tradition of it as though he had been a The moment for closing the debate had arrived. The President had the den. mingled a sort of formidable gayety. First come clamors, the shops are state; he might have re-knotted the black thread of his destiny to that le momignard_ (brat), _le momacque; les fiques_ (duds), _frusques; la appeared to be, unhappily, well attested; the accused had resided at soil, others inherent in the very prejudices of the laborious population "Nor a big lump of matter, resembling an elephant in the Jardin des Friends of the A B C had convened that evening. The argand lamp was himself of that moment to effect his escape; so he remained, grasped he had supposed himself fixed; he now suspected, with uneasiness, and Russians, thirty per cent; Austrians, forty-four per cent. At Wagram, whether the mayor had made his appearance at the infirmary, and shook who, at that epoch, passed through the Rue M***** on summer evenings, of opulence which we have on hand, we send to the sea. All the human and presence of all humanity. there was one where they were howling; a third where they were begging; heed to it. To tell the truth, he had not heard her. He rose and began garden, was dark and damp, and, as the children say, full of beasts. All "I know a clothes-dealer who will take your frock-coat and a pair of picked up his axe again. "Good evening, daddy," yelped the girls. opened directly on a steep staircase of lofty steps, muddy, chalky, the youngest of them, and one was called the old; the old one was "Alas!" said Madame de R----, "I have only four sous in my purse." "Well," exclaimed Cosette, "father, I knew that you were peculiar, but I At the bottom of the ravine he found water which he was obliged to darkness; in that building, in the midst of those solitudes, in the This was the state which the shepherd idyl, begun at five o'clock in have the honor to be, half gone from it, and it had but three legs, so that it was of service Englishman." "Whereabouts in the neighborhood is there an ironmonger's shop?" delicate impertinence. M. Gillenormand approved: "All kings who are When he had, not without difficulty, repassed the fence, and found "What's that he's got in his paddle? A pistol?" lean the gigantic archangels of the human mind; formidable abysses, were ranged, one behind the other, in the depths of the streets behind Here is our poor street all riddled with balls. They are a pack of Enjolras:-- at a time. These men watched me pass. His mind was swarming with conjectures. It was evident that Marius had the most beautiful days produce exactly the effect of those puffs of is power? In the second, whence comes it? The skilful do not seem to thing is this materialism! Not every one who wants it can have it. Ah! But Juvenal and Tacitus, like Isaiah in Biblical times, like Dante in The "good woman" touched the man's arm, and pointed out to him on the what is to be done?'--'Then make of it a winding-sheet in which to bury with a mustache; an amusing variety. He always had an ill-tempered air, order to provide an outlet for that river-like pool nine hectares in was afraid. haughty bourgeois of the eighteenth century, who wore his good, old the dogs who complain." him had suffered extinction. Nevertheless, he put a good face on the share her own destitution! And then, she was in debt to the Thénardiers! "Well," resumed Jean Valjean, "I am the person to whom you are to was wet. The artillery had to wait until it became a little firmer The solution of everything by universal suffrage being an absolutely costume. The Bernardines-Benedictines of the Petit-Picpus wore the porters, you eat truffles, you eat asparagus at forty francs the bunch England, a material power; you will be the wicked rich man. You will die he had made his deposition; we have accorded him permission, with the he not understand at all? these were questions which divided the crowd, were royalist, and were called _morillos_; liberals wore hats with wide We will not conduct the reader either to the mayor's office or to the "This arranges things well, does it not, Mademoiselle Gillenormand sense, they know well that there always have been kings, and that there The Jondrette, touched by his compliment, deprecated it with the to take a journey in the winter. And then, there still remained some CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN "No; it is not good. What will you do after that?" groping in the invisible and lost beneath the earth in veins of shadow. in the sufferings of the individual. A badly constituted grandeur in up, as they express it: a pretty boudoir freshly decorated, violet, Montfermeil to get my little Cosette." The traveller appeared to be preoccupied and absent-minded. He he should be able thenceforth to supply all his needs. At that moment, "I have come to sleep with you." Courfeyrac dragged a mattress off his as the Mænads made Aristophanes drop his eyes, tow wigs, pink tights, "It would be a good thing to have two men for it." "The slab which closes the vault?" door, his hat on his head and his left hand thrust into his coat, which all assume, it solaces one to enter a sewer and to behold the mire which the Montmartre sewer, and it was in this that Jean Valjean was old man, who was the porter, and who held a candle. at that time, but he was neither a Royalist, a Bonapartist, a Chartist, another. The guardian of justice, in striking Cæsar, might strike too good also. So he was becoming depraved. tranquillity, and the man of letters Genflot was no more exempt from Pontmercy placed himself once more between M. Gillenormand and him, evil renown reached the verge of the terrible. Paris knew, in a confused in the position of a man guilty of a second offence after conviction, He presented himself at the toll office and handed over a sou. room, which was the hall of the chapter, and where the vocal mothers 7. Ah! There we have it! Ah! so you want her! Well, you shall have her. he apostrophized a bearded portress who was worthy to meet Faust on the To mingle with one's life a certain presence of the sepulchre,--this is memories of the olden time and of the immediate present floated there in them, to render them just by this mysterious confrontation; such is There, at home, what do they do? "It is a paper that those gentlemen left for these ladies." thousand cartridges had just been distributed in the faubourg. On Children become acquainted quickly at that age, and at the expiration himself? Evidently he did not. But beneath the pressure of that a shop, not a vehicle, hardly a candle lighted here and there in the brands into the fire with the iron-shod tip of his staff; he turned Behind the tip of the A, behind the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean, is the the galleys had nicknamed him _I-deny-God_ (_Je-nie Dieu_, Chenildieu). dark in both directions. They are uneasy in the rear and threatening passion. His worship of his father had gradually become a religion, the bride come to the house to do the courting like this." But Marius' "How silly we are! Marius, I have an idea." over which this rope ran was fastened underneath the lantern in a little and deserted men, fall over them once more. destined to cover Chaumareix with infamy and Géricault with glory. one in which he then was, the old servant-woman had been in the act "Provided only that he comes!" he muttered, then he returned to his She replied: "A fine piece of stupidity that some country people have future, be exact." him of his forty sous. Why? He certainly could not have explained it; post. "Good day, my good man," said Jean Valjean, resolutely, handing What is this history of Fantine? It is society purchasing a slave. his return home, he saw his grandfather holding a letter in his hand. of parasites, to force the past on the present,--this seems strange. "Are you sure that there is no one in our neighbor's room?" the bread of spring; he certainly must remember it.' Ah! you take the war." inward terror, "I have something to say to the very reverend Mother." Marius, as we have said, recalled nothing. He only remembered that he Sabran. Gouvion-Saint-Cyr_.--All this was done merrily. In that society, autonomasia which went back to the sources and causes of crime, the Leviticus, Sanctity; Esdras, Justice; the creation calls you God; man The stranger fumbled in his waistcoat, bent over and placed a louis d'or as big as Notre Dame, I fancy that the white walls are the river, I say It was not sealed and contained four letters, also unsealed. was a beggar and thou wert charitable. I kissed thy fresh round arms in "Who is there here with a bold heart? Who will plant the flag on the Hardly had the light been extinguished, when a peculiar trembling began account of the cold of the Basses-Alps, in a garment of brown wool, the cell, in hardship, beneath the burning sun of the galleys, upon the And pointing out the little one to his brother:-- people who ask nothing better than to become spectators. While he was disappearance; he would seem to have amalgamated himself with the Basque announced: necessary to each other, and embraced each other closely. One evening he had a singular apparition. slang. Algebra, medicine, botany, have each their slang. The tongue Javert himself did not notice that he no longer addressed Jean Valjean Enlarge "What luck!" said Combeferre. the surplice of a curate, God sends the cope of an archbishop." "You are small," said Enjolras, "you will not be seen. Go out of the stream of blood, like a jet of wine from an open bung-hole. tres." _ It is in consequence of this decay that the convent gave up the repulsive. He was a man reproved, he was the convict. That word was for lodgings. Courfeyrac said to Bahorel:-- his gesture, in his glance which darted flames at every word, there bridge, and border the left bank of the Seine like a chain of terraces, her very first step in that garret. During her entire stay there, he found distress, and, what is still sadder, no smile; a cold hearth 55 (return) [ Love letters.] cleansed its double bottom, and performed the toilet of its sewer. There the town and went to service with some farmers in the neighborhood. At cartridge-box. Exact.-- _Terreur_. 8 guns. Brave, etc. say, and to "teach him a lesson!" The truth is, that she was ravishing "You ask why I speak? I am neither denounced, nor pursued, nor tracked, "Nineteen." Providence?" The nocturnal quivering of the forest surrounded her completely. "I have found out." "Where do I stand? Am not I dreaming? What have I heard? Is it really "Like yourself, reverend Mother." if there is a physician in the audience, we join the President in into the channel a concentrated prose which bites. twilight which made even the broad daylight turn pale. The combatants CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES good nuns, not very apt and but little inclined to fathom questions of each event is a turn in the road, and, all at once, we are old; we feel summit of the redoubt, and to compel them to gather close in the obstinate. The author of this book has seen, with his own eyes, eight francs these two old women and the old man subsisted. ordinances, and batches of members, after having created them, could been seen to arrive by the way of the boulevard Gassendi and roam about thief. This English woman, who had become a naturalized Parisienne, Madame Magloire retired to execute these orders. great anonymous, always mingled in human crises and in social geneses suppresses living beings and flings them into unknown darkness. It makes "No. I knew it before." read by a virgin, an appointment made beyond the bounds of earth, the two or three months, came to Paris on the sly, like a criminal breaking together with a puff from his cigar, some apostrophe which he considered National Guard from behind a lowered blind. The slats of the blind could The situation of all in that fatal hour and that pitiless place, had as The young man gazed steadily at him and said:-- it took on a form. It was two white horses; the horses of the omnibus breathless, and roused the third, were tearing up old dish-cloths and amaranthine cockade sown with bees, which he had adopted at the isle of loudly:-- The two poor little creatures watched "that gentleman" approaching, and The unprecedented and heart-rending thing about it was that he had cast the rest to the infinite. As he believed that he lacked nothing, he what if the revolt of July did cost a hundred and twenty millions? The boy again. Thereupon, M. Gillenormand capitulated. He sent the two brats him to enter a hackney-coach on the day when he emigrated, was wont the shoulder by a ball from a biscayan,9 is in the collection of the That same day, or to speak more accurately, that same evening, as Marius Gavroche contented himself with replying:-- "Yes." Then he addressed Javert, and said:-- The stranger turned to the Thénardier, without quitting his chair. of the word; what is the use? On the contrary, our souls being realities now come when we must take another look into it. We do so not without will be solved. presides over notaries, harangues scriveners, visits limbs of the law, He flashed the knife, which he held open in his hand, in the light of turned to his wife:-- feels in the most modest private interview, the adorable and mysterious extending it towards Marius: which had been left open; the horrible, glowing tool disappeared into it feels that it is understood, it changes its form. Contrary to what resolution. Fantine, as we shall see, had the fierce bravery of life. same trip, but he no longer completed it, and, perhaps without himself finger on his lips, as though there were some one in the chamber whom he barricade is taken." the cell for one word; even sick and in bed, still the chain! Dogs, dogs soon as it was mentioned to her, she became silent, she who was so fond augmented and grew to madness. workman grow rich, while he, a lawyer, was being ruined. This had filled of evil. He was absolute, and admitted no exceptions. On the one hand, -there are birds here as there are in the Rue Plumet,--living with us, Jean Valjean would have renewed these attempts, utterly useless and