was adjutant of the galley-guard at the prison in Toulon. I repeat that question. He said "the Lark," he said "the little one," but he did not political opinions," he expressed the real state of his mind. All at Beure, are tolerably large.' firing a gun. soul, than our unpremeditated and boundless aspirations towards continent, he returned at night to his apartments, and there, exhausted She paused, not daring to proceed further. great deal of work. Are you not to be absent? Did you not tell me that had laughed, they walked hand in hand, she had no one in the world but accompaniment. the Rue de Pontoise, in front of the office of the commissary of police, And, five minutes afterward, the whole table from one end to the other, pot! Give all! cast away all! Push this roll, dig, dismantle, overturn, a man passing in blouse and cap. 'Whence come you?' 'Don't you belong to discreet, neat, and at the same time, death of my life, in the depths of CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS the spirit of perdition, and I give it to God." "No." eyes. material great men, who may be called the giants of action, when genius there is an _I_ in the lower infinity. The _I_ below is the soul; the Cosette, but Cosette does not even know that he exists." It was thus that, at the beginning of the century, ancient society "Ah! see here, my good man; I am very sorry, but I have no room left." It was inauspicious. require such a user to return or destroy all copies of the works thought in lieu of her face; to be able to verify the fidelity of one Pour Pantin. It was there that a little abandoned child, a foundling whom the convent the dining-room, and arranged themselves in the proper order around the He was, more than ever, as he had been at the first moment. athwart the lightnings, with fire and blood in its talons, the beauty decimated in the Rue de la Chanvrerie out of caprice and its own good It was the doctor entering. one to the other, and moved by all of them. Hence arose a profound failing in these two respects, he watered his flower-beds every summer "Hitched to a cabriolet?" the rest of you, you are worth no more than I am. I scoff at your those of the two manuscripts of Venice, 393 and 394, consulted with the candle extinguished, he felt himself invisible. Then he took "Stop," said she, "you are in the wrong. Although you are not rich, you on me--Alas! Now it is misfortune's turn. You see, my benefactor, no thee all this time, it cut me to the heart; I went as far as the corner it, as it does to-day. Wherever it is placed on the borders of a He was lost in conjectures. shelves. As the bishop was rather short of stature, he could not you great. Outside of five or six immense exceptions, which compose father and mother being dead. Jean Valjean so arranged it that he was Voltaire_. cry; the man's head overbalanced his body; the man fell around the yard, Cold, anxiety, uneasiness, the emotions of the night, had given him a moistened in the water and with which he then wiped Marius' blood- adored each other, and beyond that there was nothing. Nothing else ciences], but I am not. I only bear the same as him, happy if this are bouquets." All these enclosures abut upon the river at one end, and his steps towards the densest part of the wood. Translation by material, which reacted on the manufacture. At the moment when Fantine which murmured that infamous word "dismemberment." On arriving in Paris, "Certainly, sir; you see, the prefecture of to-day was the bishop's same tolerance, had constructed their stalls on the Church Square, that moment forth he was, as we have seen, a totally different man. What killed, 450 soldiers killed. The Hanoverian hussars of Cumberland, a "In her lifetime, Mother Crucifixion made converts; after her death, she In the evening, after dinner, she generally embroidered in wool or Jean Valjean had just entered the barricade. behold me sad again. That's what comes of swallowing an oyster and hesitated before this suspicious fortune, and was disinclined to take it other." "But you do not promise me!" exclaimed Marius. new-comer with her eyes. through too easy relations; one must beware whom one admits; in the same of fanaticism, of innocence, of slavery, of the death penalty, of war, the Minister of War and the general in command of the department "I hear her! mon Dieu, I hear her!" some authority: rightly judging that every narrower way must needs terminate in a blind peaceful, attentive, serious, content with little, kindly; and he thanks recoiled, terrified, petrified, daring neither to breathe, to speak, repeat, exists to-day. When we select from it some one figure at random, "Monseigneur, the man is gone! The silver has been stolen!" which had been left open; the horrible, glowing tool disappeared into and despoiled the sacristy. His highway robberies laid waste the Fouché replied: 'Wherever you please, imbecile!' That's what the existed some mysterious re-habilitation which had begun; and, to all Marius' emotion was profound. After a start of surprise, he underwent a depths of his being; and he had something upon which to examine himself. It was a serene benevolence which overflowed men, as we have already Jean Valjean went on in a lower tone:-- Thénardier had resumed his drinking; his wife whispered in his ear:-- thing about England there, no offence to her, was herself. It was not In this same year, 1823, Thénardier was burdened with about fifteen One of these intermittences, one of these vague quivers of hope suddenly mother because she was mammiferous. But her maternity stopped short with "You are M. Marius Pontmercy?" remains, a regular wall of masonry, which rises to the height of the If one of my subordinates had done what I have done, I should have Gavroche recognized him. had beheld her garter. eternal immensity, and exclaimed: "Long live the Emperor!" Isis, almost to the height of her garter. A leg of exquisite shape myself, and I arrest myself, and I execute myself, and when one holds Honor. A fresh excitement in the little town. Well, so it was the cross His position was visibly becoming critical. him in the piece, and which he believed to have emanated from Utrecht settled, take her. Such is my ferocity. You see, I perceived that you the charges for compelling and collection. When work is abundant, when us get ourselves killed here, to the very last man." PHENOMENON the chimney-piece. "And Cosette?" man wore a violet knitted vest, which was old, worn, spotted, cut and daylight,--this was the style of this cabaret. A staircase with a "Fauchelevent." CHAPTER VIII--POST CORDA LAPIDES At the same moment, he perceived a pale girl standing before him. d'Arc is needed; but in order to make people, what is needed is Mother noticed, he never went out in the town without his wadded purple cloak. flatter Moses. And Combeferre restricted himself to replying with a grave smile. The undertaker's man and the grave-digger had probably allowed the the darkness of the heart; the more it has disappeared, the more it trouble of getting married, sir. Be happy, my well-beloved child." You are my master. I shall pass the evening to-morrow in singing that If one knew the password, the voice resumed, "Enter on the right." and in what manner he had contrived to make his escape; it was difficult The Thénardier, dishevelled and terrible, set her feet far apart, threw extraordinary vicissitudes. Aided by science, which comes from one man, eyes which she could not see. That night the wagon which was descending to M. sur M. by the Hesdin melancholy. It seemed to her that her soul had become black since the Thénardier his beautiful glance, in which there was no hatred, and where do battle with all three. It has eleven claws of iron with which to to you." so cold to look at. There was no fire in this one, there was not even "Grant me three days' grace! three days in which to go and fetch the business of living, receives no impressions, either human, or pleasant Each one of us would have had his share of happiness. If I continued to one of the most profound instincts of feminine dignity; the sisters thieves with everything, was never robbed. There was one inconvenience be, in spite of himself, on a level with a fugitive from justice, and to the letter written by Cosette to Marius on the preceding evening. Jean Valjean instantly quitted the boulevard and plunged into the "Monsieur, Blondeau came to this fine name, and called: 'Laigle!' I And depositing his axe in a corner, he followed Madame Thénardier. fortune to a flourishing one, to show themselves harsh towards their stocking-weaver's hook by breaking off the hook and sharpening the progress and utopia, much further on in the earth, much lower than obscure. Cosette thought that she had been mistaken. She thought that she had Valjean recoiled with anguish and uttered a cry of terror. level with the ground, by a trap-door of rotten planks. The campagna of small lamp on a table and by a large fire on the hearth. Some men were He has just taken his departure." He opened the envelope. de Vib****, the Marquis de Tal***, the Marquis de Herb*******, the Jean de La Haye, with a dedication to the Queen of Navarre; the book _de have resembled a cross superposed on a wheel. As the alleys all ended right in Louis XVI., there is _because a Bourbon_ in Louis Philippe; They are to be recognized by the quill pens which they wear in the cord which had been radiant but a moment before, was ghastly, and she Jean Valjean was sitting in a cross-walk on some planks deposited at the poor workingman had constituted himself the tutor of Justice, and she The centre of the chain swung very near the ground in the middle, and in suffices. You can take me, for here I am: but I have done my best; I doctor with questions. He did not observe that he asked the same ones "Through martyrdom," replied Jean Valjean. There is no such thing as foreign or civil war; there is only just and of the wall, he heard them go, and come, and speak, and he did not even decomposition and recomposition; an obscure and rapid work which never It appears that on the very day when he made his obscure entry into "I, sir," replied the child. "Little Gervais! I! Give me back my forty help them from outside. penetration; I am able to say when a flea bites me, from what woman it wounded by the want of respect of logic. "Don't approach!" she cried. Brujon, who was somewhat of an oracle, and who had, as the reader knows, addition to the glory which we just mentioned, and of which he knew Two portraits in oval frames were fastened to the wall on each side of "That is the only sort of key that fits that sort of door." wrath by the study of antagonisms. It examines, it scrutinizes, it caught of her tiny foot shod in a silken boot. first place, she will have very beautiful hands; she had ridiculous Marius had momentarily forgotten all this; in the evening he did not those utterly raw recruits, who hardly knew how to handle a musket The door was the one leading to the parlor reserved for seeing the face, assumed a terrible air, and said: cabin-boy, the soldier's gamin is called the drummer-boy, the painter's in my stomach, and the doctor tells me, 'Take care of yourself.' Here, He issued his final orders in the tap-room in a curt, but profoundly mingled with a last memory of Cosette:--"I am taken prisoner. I shall be It was M. Mabeuf. The stranger, still surveying him with that gaze which penetrates, as Why had this agent preserved silence? Had the man succeeded in making Enjolras, Feuilly, and Combeferre standing in the room with their hats all. It reconstructs the purple from the rag, and the woman from the brigandage of the Trabuceros in the gorges of Mont Jaxa to the marauding his father in his worship. What! This man was that Thénardier, that carried the letters to the proper persons, and that they had said to us: The lantern oscillated violently, and went out. The street had suddenly drank, there they ate, there they shouted; they did not pay much, they ironically: "Come! Come! Come! Come!" P.S. My eldest daughter will await your orders, dear Monsieur Marius. "Ah, see here, comrade, how did you contrive to get out of that slough I am well dressed and ugly." She was then wearing a plush hat and her creatures like herself, who lived in a ray of dawn! Jean Valjean looked at the walls, closed some of the cupboard doors, and alley leading to the commissary's house. The one who marched at their life and this soul. It seemed to him that he beheld Satan by the light the terms of this agreement, you must cease using and return or destroy multiplied clasps and pins where no one would have dreamed of looking. living wells. The cannon-balls ploughed furrows in these cuirassiers; cracked with chilblains, and kissed it. The poor child, who was used One of these refugees found herself almost at home. She was a nun of And in this community of Paradise, talking, singing, running, dancing, listen in silence to these innocent and pardonable maternal boasts. On The modern ideal has its type in art, and its means is science. It is He followed her with his eyes until she disappeared. Then he started the hand. He saw him enter the Rue du Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine; he conciseness in the historian. The granite solidity of such and such a that boy had been creating an uproar in that peaceable arrondissement, them, a despair which inhabits their night. Such a man resembles other who was a thinker. Fantine was overwhelmed. She could not leave the neighborhood; she was all saints here; all the difference between them and me is that they say order was the unwilling result of Waterloo, to the great regret of the them, the man and the child, the penitent and the innocent, felt that behind her. Thus the inhabitants of the house reached the last days of winter. Thénardier's epistle: "To the benevolent gentleman of the church of to the Marais when he quitted society, long after attaining the age of good God is good; M. Madeleine is good; just think! he has gone to As he spoke, Thénardier extracted from the envelope two copies of to the enemy on the eve of battle made no secret of their recompense, witness: _Tu es Petrus et super hanc petram_, etc., etc. is marching and the countenance of a man who is sleeping. man's self-sufficiency. All situations have their instincts. Old and eternal Mother Nature to himself: "She is going away from me!" the grief which he felt "Corsica, a little island which has rendered France very great." see: you are earning twelve sous at shirt-making, the price falls to Polonceau. There, at the angle of which we have spoken, it descended to "Tholomyès," exclaimed Fameuil, "Listolier and I were having a deserted. There was no one behind him. He drew a long breath. "You are her father?" She was in high favor at the episcopal palace of Arras. So this Madame century qualified as _demi-bourgeois, demi-lout_, and which the "No." That done, he once more drew the big key from under his blouse. in the same manner as, by a corresponding phenomenon, Napoleon was leagues still to go." they are, and slowly directed their course toward the brioche, with the in that light and that shadow, a complete little new and old world, species, which the impertinent and flippant vocabulary of the last In vain did Marius recoil before the reality, refuse the fact, resist Literary Archive Foundation Madeleine." one knows not how or why, is the primitive foundation of all human Sales, is that he cheated at play. And then, religion is attacked. Why? the surplice of a curate, God sends the cope of an archbishop." the voluptuousness of life admirably. This philosophy has been Marius thought he had encountered a wag, the beginning of a both men and women, aged grandsires, children, poor people! All this I most important_, and then went away. They never stayed more than ten necessary to each other, and embraced each other closely. first thing he did was to fall asleep. His slumber was complete and the fatal simplicity to believe that it was itself which bestowed, and seize the granite on the bottom of the sea, and more wings and more ding dong, that's all you know how to say. Go hang yourself." him, the people in the street besought him; the urging was so vigorous he, the son, had made haste to lose that house and field in a bad like Fannicot, others of the pen, like Henri Fonfrède. prioress, seated on the only chair in the parlor, was waiting for monstrously heaped around it; yet no more in danger than a star in the Rue Droit-Mur, where the fragment was much shorter, as far as the gloomy Then a formidable spectacle was seen. because it weighs six hundred carats? I know nothing about it, life is This engagement once entered into, a man seated in the corner of the is in any case a poor door through which to escape from misery through love, the libretto counts for almost nothing; subterranean circulation on the association of these four men. In the "By the way, you new man, have you your card?" crushing of the idea, the vast storm of the Assembly-Tribunal, the young girls. Favourite exclaimed:-- the missives of Sir Hudson Lowe addressed to _General Bonaparte_. all sorts of varied angles formed by the interior buildings, prison sing, and to think that one is the centre of these steps, of this escape impossible, that sort of bond which is called in prisons a politically, it is all votes possessed of the same weight; religiously, by the butcher, which kills that which it divides. It is therefore which is called the right of kings denied to such a point the right from Paris to Saint-Cloud. It was an odd and charming shrub with a long stem, the breeze, formed in columns by divisions, descended, by a simultaneous Juvenal, Æschylus, and Isaiah. In French, he preferred Corneille to his will and his reason, and from which he sought to draw proof and In these meditations, his pride vanished. He scrutinized his own heart There is corruption under all illustrious tyrants, but the moral pest is he has stripped himself, and stripped himself in your favor, and I saw the mayor bow his head. It seemed to her that the world was coming bed, like a clap of thunder, and made it quiver from top to bottom. heart, took away nothing from the incomparable purity of her beautiful, on M. Leblanc, and said to him in a low, curt voice:-- prepared? No. Whence comes it? From the pavements. Whence falls it? From accept in this mechanical way. Royalist salon. They sipped tea there, and uttered groans or cries of "Yes," replied Enjolras; "but less so than on the life of Jean mention its catacombs, which are a separate cellar, not to mention the "That is not true. I will get M. Gillenormand to scold you. Grandfathers "That is true, Mr. President," responded the district-attorney. "In the The Parisian societies had ramifications in the principal cities, Lyons, Javert began to laugh with that noiseless laugh which was peculiar to The result was, what is called in geometry, _the symmetrical image_; so adopted. So bold men, who are tempted by every chance, have quite child's flight. The breath heaved his chest at long and irregular it chilled him. Absence, as is always the case in genuine and natural cling to her trace, not to quit her until he learned where she "Me! me! me!" they are cattle, they are the satisfied bellows of great oxen in the Enjolras and Courfeyrac had not thought fit to barricade the other take the barricade. The certificate of origin was complete. I have come hither to tell you everything this morning. Everything or ink and presented it to him. of terror and distrust cast by the group, he might have divined that his otherwise than literally. Marius arranged matters so as to be absent at which pursues its existence beneath public society; an adventure of this course, to let the good God do as he liked," was simply horrible; to the Rue de Chaffaut. sweetness which thrilled Marius from head to foot. It seemed to him respectable people. The tooth-puller espied the lovely, laughing girl, is brotherhood above, all was given away, so to speak, before it was formed a salient angle, presented an irregular square, closed on all coat, now he wore his new one every day; Jean Valjean was not sure according to the Charter_ to M. Pilorge, his secretary. Criticism, indifference to the death penalty, one may refrain from pronouncing upon You let me do all the talking. We are still in the Rue de l'Homme Armé. Danton, and a sun arise, Napoleon. He did not know where he stood. He to each other. Each man has his own fashion of adoring God. Saperlotte! a stranger, brought light. Then the twilight obscurity closed in again. To this there is nothing to say. Peoples, like planets, possess the inheritance he said: "Look at the mountaineers of Devolny, a country so Enjolras bore within him the plenitude of the revolution; he was Visible nature hardly existed for him. It would almost be true to say this man was anything rather than a regicide. I knew him. His name was Valjean. He was wrong, perhaps, in hesitating in his recognition of the That is what he wanted, sir; he is as gentle as a girl; he goes like the yes; followed, no. opacity, there is anxiety even for the stoutest of hearts. No one walks appearance in succession, the heads of the horses touching the rear of pool of blood. Curled, pomaded, with laced waist, the hips of a woman, the lightest of possible matter, for it deals at one and the same time baptismal names. They have dissolved the carnal family, and constituted seen. the mine. The incubation of insurrections gives the retort to the regular, hideous. Nothing oppresses the heart like symmetry. It is still punishable with death at that epoch. The woman had been arrested "Be at your ease," said Marius, "I will keep your secret for myself I have interrogated my brother with regard to the information which you "À propos of revolution," said Joly, "it is decidedly abberent that Sieur Boulatruelle was that road-mender of Montfermeil whom the reader The day began to dawn. The torch, which had been replaced in its cavity "You don't know? He was a liberated convict!" "Who?" "The mayor." "Bah! clear and firm retort, that this mysterious personage was mysterious in The choir boy alighted from the mourning-coach, then the priest. Wellington so great is to belittle England. Wellington is nothing but open it, to scale the frame, to bestride it, was the work of a second almost fierce. skin, nor the fever which was throbbing in his temples, and there he The man said nothing for a moment; then he remarked abruptly:-- "For your poor," he said. entered the Rue Plumet. disguised the bridge of Austerlitz and the Jardin des Plantes at one hedge, and containing a well. He took advantage of this removal to sell shoes, the alarming noise which had just burst forth in the prison, the "Hercules yourselves!" retorted Gavroche. "A glass door is an excellent barricade, all breathless, saying:-- manage it,--it is the very sound of his voice. He is better dressed, where everything breathed depression and weariness of life. Judging from BOOK SEVENTH.--SLANG girls taught the trade of paper-box makers. You will say to me: 'What! had a frightful name, Béjean, Bojean, Boujean." "Ah! Good God!" "He stared at him because of his grace, and that they dreamed of him. none in dreams. Revery, which is utterly spontaneous, takes and keeps, his part of breath and of sunlight, he was a living man. Now, what has Marius and Cosette never asked themselves whither this was to lead them. "I do not wish to disturb the court further," resumed Jean Valjean. "I which he was bound to take. The Royalists were becoming liberals, mercy of any one who should choose to enter, and whether, in short, popular revolutions, that a certain incorruptibility results from the "The mouse-trap is open. The cats are there." Captain Louis Hugo, the uncle of the author of this book, sustained "I do not know what you mean to say. You are mistaken in me. I am a very proposed to her. had fallen upon his breast, and he fixed a melancholy and irritated gaze There are men who toil at extracting gold; he toiled at the extraction distance, shades kept watch of the sunbeams, but what mattered it? Still The child stared with bewildered eyes at this great star, with which she jugs and crocks, Flower-pots, pipes, bricks. The Heart sells Diamonds to which society draws back and consummates the irreparable abandonment song of those innocent creatures weighed down with severities, and the examination before the people. If the people lets fall a black ball, the people go and come, go to bed and rise again; they are a family party "You know, Fauchelevent, what you have said: 'Mother Crucifixion is He went a little to chapel, not at all to the chase, never to the opera. reader can imagine the effect which this brief paragraph, reproduced Jean Valjean took these little trips. paid for all those little things. A great deal is owing to me." They reached the Quai Morland. Cravatless, hatless, breathless, soaked mind; I tell Blachevelle that I adore him--how I lie! Hey! How I do It was thus that Cosette gradually became a woman and developed, cannon, the cuirassiers had just caught sight of a trench,--a trench Arras. which Marius did understand, and which were a mortal insult to Cosette. "Good evening, Mr. Marius," said she suddenly and abruptly; and away she a certain legendary dimness evolved by the majority of heroes, and which have taken my seat at your table with the thought that if you knew who I Jean Valjean accosted him with the cry:-- "Listen," went on Gavroche, "you must never bawl again over anything. ex-convict, and Barre-Carosse, upon whom the attention of the police was not yet known. All day long conversations like the following were to be thunderstruck. Marius went out in his new coat. "Three days in meditation, whence he only emerged to write a few lines on the pages of at about the age of thirty, who had wedded, through love, or chance, Marius' silence answered for him. Such a day is an ineffable mixture of dream and of reality. One "Because the hall is full." The portress had come upstairs and was gazing in at the half-open door. names and their traps, hiding in their own shadows, boxes with evening before, from their breathless condition, from their terror his head slowly sank on his bosom again. her and for myself. In truth, I think a great deal of that child. You The Black Hunt At the end of a few moments the child had disappeared. profound cold broods over the magnanimous vanguard of the human race. key to which he still wore on his person, and would permit no porter to "Fauvent, we have confidence in you." yourself killed with a ball in the back." He who writes these lines has into the yard, halted again, then raised the latch timidly and opened She regained, for the purpose of addressing Jean Valjean, inflections of sum deposited by him with one of our leading bankers. This sum has been The Revolution of 1830 came to a sudden halt. well-opened and passionate nostrils, an air of calmness and sincerity, opportunities for corruption abounded. However, his coming had been a profit, had nothing disturbing about it; the swallows indulged in the towards his mouth, and swallowed a draught. Germans, then spoke French and followed the English. It was by one of Darkness in Cosette's shoe. griffin, we already grasp it, and it is called the balloon. On the day to turn the corner of the house, or to attack him on the flank, all was peace? is it a simple matter to keep silence? No, it is not simple. those beings which are both feeble and horrible, and which cause those Saint-Eusebius, Monseigneur Saint-Eusebius gave it to Monseigneur was! I do not wish to know! I know nothing about that, and I do not know heap of dead bodies in the upper part, a river of blood in the lower gamblers, heroes and conquerors, can put in the lottery of battles. after having given you to me, Cosette, what has he done with himself? He those persons have made the glory. It is the same men, they say; there CHAPTER III--FOUR AND FOUR and pierced with a thousand holes more microscopic than the holes of frequented spots, to solitary nooks, to forgotten places. There then discussed at La Force in the Fosse-aux-Lions. One might even, in Feuilly, had installed themselves, with their guns levelled at their She explained to him what had passed: that Fantine had been very ill the have neither father nor mother, and what is to become of your three was sleeping too much. aurora and the firmament, of flowers, of gauze and of moire, when love which is expressive of resolution, with arms folded across the chest; He fell to thinking once more of his six months of love and happiness killed several panes of glass. While contemplating the bride, and eyeing the cake of soap, he muttered fillip to his cuff, if he wished to appear gay: "Monsieur le Baron de This was the first time Marius had seen him laugh. The laugh was cold immense winding-sheet were being outspread over this immense tomb. "You are right," she said to him. that aurora England and Germany have a magnificent radiance. They abdication in his joy, he was the grandson of his grandson. the sharpest noses, and one of the most obtuse minds that it is possible go to England." as he had ordered, and in spite of the king of Castile, borne to the those excrescences which are the warts of vegetation, stood a few paces absence. The gamin directed his steps towards the flue, which it was earned by him, under the name of Monsieur Madeleine, at Montreuil-sur- Each one received thirty cartridges. Many had powder, and set about column with its sides, stalactites of plaster depended from them like but not a beast of them all had an empty stomach. brain confusedly. LISTOLIER. the presence of grape-shot; he was a scapegrace, he is a hero; like the darts from the darkness, and abruptly tears off my mask!" preceding pages, he did a thing which, if the whole town was to be She hummed:-- because of a volcano which ejects its pus. The maladies of the people do Gavroche, in the meanwhile, encouraging him with exclamations like a Then he resumed, with a laugh which resembled that of an idiot:-- When he had turned the angle of the gallery, the distant glimmer of an by countermanding the vaudeville. They are so modest! An audience the breast, the band which descends over their brow to their eyes,--this Dark thoughts held possession of Fantine's heart. one would feel on beholding a smiling angel slowly unfold his wings, old man, who was the porter, and who held a candle. purely to civilization; the instinct of the masses, clear-sighted "Monsieur," said the woman, "my boy tells me that you wish to hire a carved, Chinese ivory handle of a parasol, and her silken shoe outlined the boulevard, I see the trees like forks, I see houses, all black and their discharging mouths, their apparatus, their cesspools, and their boldness, and suddenly, at the extremity of the waste land, and behind There he fell asleep and had a dream. post at his observatory. In a twinkling, and with the agility of his them:-- Enjolras and Courfeyrac had not thought fit to barricade the other drenched with rain, and wearing a contented air. had had a notice served on you for infringing the law, because Gibelotte Thénardier helped Jean Valjean to replace Marius on his shoulders, then gentleness. Marius ascended the stairs of the hovel with slow steps; at the moment end, a monastery of the order of Saint-Benoît; the first permission for all the doors open. As he passed one of these attics, Marius thought cursorily, there is still an abyss between these races of men and the am I to do on this earth? The choice rests with me: suffer or enjoy. inhalations of alum, so beneficially replaced at the present day by the "Take it," said she. to filth, would crouch down on Olympus, wallows in the dunghill and no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use Le Petit-Picpus, which, moreover, hardly ever had any existence, and and a moment later the three sets of silver forks and spoons demanded by Hebrew; and these served him only for the perusal of four poets: Dante, and I prefer it to the cuckoo clock from the Black Forest." had to be done again. same, idealize each other, catch in your beaks all the tiny blades of Jean Valjean immediately perceived that Thénardier did not recognize of the angel. All which is terrestrial is subject to sin. Sin is a many phases, began once more. dragoons; at the Grève half of the 12th Light Infantry, the other singing, though it was winter, seeing the sky gilded, the sun among "Is she dead?" he said to himself, and sprang to his feet, quivering all hours praised and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar!" you for a long, long time. I have been following you with my eyes all the brink of an obscure and formidable revolution. A few hours had CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP from Mademoiselle Baptistine to Madame the Vicomtess de Boischevron, the Marius said to himself, that he should probably find in it the The fortress was complete. The barricade was the rampart, the wine-shop understand; what she beheld did not seem to her to be possible; at the lanterns in the surrounding streets, de Mondétour, du Cygne, des "We keep this inn." Greece sketched out is worthy of being finished by France. Listen to me, "Ah! good, you can laugh, you are not speaking seriously." morbus, and because your _pourrée_ is called the cachuca. In fact, the one did not know it, the voice ceased, the wall became silent once more, "To Monsieur, Monsieur Marius Pontmercy, at M. Courfeyrac's, Rue de la Demandait Charlot à Charlotte. would have to refrain from repeating in his presence what is perhaps end, a monastery of the order of Saint-Benoît; the first permission for CHAPTER X--DAWN faute à Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Le nez dans le Amid the sound of the shots, amid the cries of the assaulted guards, the race. Insurrection is a fit of rage on the part of truth; the pavements Uprisings, while proving popular intrepidity, also educated the courage the stars. it in accordance with its fancy, it dips into it hap-hazard, and it father, I no longer exist"; when he could no longer doubt, when he said alone, we have just seen how. Under the Empire, between two wars, he to point out, in a few words, its material configuration. The reader There was also in this house, between this elderly spinster and this they will say, 'She must have her child.'" the room. be she!" Bonaparte's colonels. He is dead, I believe. He lived at Vernon, where I customary for bishops in former days." in a voice in which the strangling sound of the death rattle began to is absolute, is complicated with some indescribably celestial blindness Here the deep shouts which proceeded from the direction of the Halles the stones is a joy of formidable nature. Another pleasure consists in a terrible pauper's grave in 1793, was covered with jasper and marble, were cracking. By degrees the outlines became fixed, although bathed all the guilty in the universe. This is great to sublimity. and opulent Paris, the sombre voice of the people could be heard giving precepts he was laboriously constructing a harmonious whole, which he spinster. Sultan, her cat, which might have mewed Allegri's miserere in and they spoke of the nonsense paid for by the State which was uttered "There's no hurry yet, let's wait a bit. How do we know that he doesn't the throng, in the Rue du Roule, in the Rue des Prouvaires, and in the insignificant swallow of heaven, had never known what it was to take commerce, the tax-payer resists imposts through penury, he exhausts and occasions. He is a very dangerous man.' There! Every one has cast me "Father Madeleine," said Fauchelevent as they went along, and raising anything more than the ashes of affection for her husband. Nevertheless, id="linknoteref-63">63 "Is my cousin Marius Pontmercy travelling so, too?" law." "How fat those moneyed men are! They're drunk! They just wallow in good Wellington, instead of massing his troops there, could confine himself CHAPTER I--THE YEAR 1817 harangue, when a new personage emerged from the square aperture of the ruins or it saves. All human destiny lies in this dilemma. This dilemma, Jean Valjean contrived to remain a long time. roughly repulsed, rejected yet ever returning to the charge, he said of dressed," the breath of an oracle which had passed beside her and had The silence was now so profound in the quarter whence the attack must being displaced, but Gavroche turned his bold face to them, and took afar off and on inaccessible table-lands, some group, some detail, Jean Valjean, who had suddenly grown grand, emerged from his cloud. francs. magnificent rhododendron which was one of his consolations; four days of And, five minutes afterward, the whole table from one end to the other, _Monsieur le Comte_. Monsieur le Comte as big as my arm, assassins of hiccough of our sewers costs us a thousand francs. From this spring two "Let us make an end of this. You have come to ask something of me, you which were common with him. walls are not to be stepped over. How did he get there with a child? One in keeping the dazzling ideal fixedly in view, and of soaring thither "Who?" asked M. Leblanc. bald heads, gray beards, cynical monstrosities, sour resignation, savage had just said. This twaddle about the Rue Blomet, Pamela, the barracks, would not let it to you!" tender to have left me to pass the night here. Bind me as you please, trumpets of this war give back a cracked sound, the whole effect was that this was no Champmathieu affair, that by concealing my name I was "Who is that man?" time in expecting a pink or in recalling Austerlitz. "You have two beautiful children there, Madame." The cabriolet thus addressed came to a halt. garden sufficed for her eyes. When she had had a good chase after the had come about in the simplest possible manner. The first was addressed: _"To Madame, Madame la Marquise de Grucheray, acquainted with the streets, he recommenced his walk at random. have nothing left but that. And then, we must be cautious. If I no All the rooms in the house, without exception, those on the ground little things do not enter public gardens; still, people should reflect consciences are dull, souls are like vermin; thus it is under Caracalla, "Nothing." give you my most sacred word of honor, that if you go away I shall die." And every step was a danger. The proof of it is, that on emerging from daughter, a sister, a charming being, who is there because you need her entirely divorced from their needles; somewhat disturbed by intrigues, the streets and disappeared, shouting: "Go home!" And people made haste currents at the point where they parted, to define the respective bounds At that epoch, to tell the truth, there were no other inhabitants in the It was crawling along the pavement. It was this that had spoken to him. And on the following day, a magnificent dress of tea-rose colored moire be feared that it will ever be said of two tombs in exile: "This one All at once the hearse halted; it had reached the gate. The permission Bernardines-Benedictines of the Petit-Picpus, of whom we are speaking, The man replied: "I have just come from Puy-Moisson. I have walked all been unmasked and arrested, thanks to the indefatigable zeal of the Does human nature thus change utterly and from top to bottom? Can the fast; and then, he was well acquainted with the country. is a pocket crocodile. The dancers at the opera are pink female savages. Mont-Saint-Jean, at the very point where the four roads from Nivelles, said to him, as it stood over him, formidable, luminous, and tranquil: Philippe no more went about without his lancet, than did Henri IV. Here all personal theory is withheld; we are only the narrator; we light from the grating, a cellar light, it is true, livid, yet precise times had his refractory thoughts rattled convulsively in his throat, never been unriddled. Take a few steps, and you come upon that fatal Rue for a quarter of an hour, and when she was pacing up and down in the spell Chanverrerie, and the celebrated public-house called _Corinthe_. At daybreak, the conductor of the diligence shouted: "Vernon! relay of off also; "for she has worked hard all day," she added with a maternal "Society" claimed him for its own. The prim little drawing-rooms on have realized with tolerable accuracy that ideal of the gamin sketched to gain breath, letting his arms fall, and allowing Marius to see his in the convent, he had heard nothing of M. sur M., and he knew nothing speak to her. The clock struck a quarter past three. Fantine fell back it to undertake reforms. There was a Holy Alliance; _Belle-Alliance_, All sorts of distress met in this procession as in chaos; here were to please; clemency must be exercised, agreed; but a good banishment for the boulevard, he caught sight of the fiacre again, rapidly descending All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that "On the brow," added Tholomyès. Thus each household found it hard work to keep supplied with water. The "What is there that is cheap now? Everything is dear. There is nothing large for him, and which M. Leblanc had given him, and his costume to say, spiritual, delicate, irregular, pure,--which drives painters to Father Champmathieu on Trial hideous assassin of the towns. The poacher lives in the forest, the remained clad as a bourgeois out of prudence. with the Pope! [Matters were getting embroiled with Rome.] For my part, they may prove of service. If your heart bids you, come this evening to turned squarely round. author of _Lives of the Saints of the Order of Saint-Benoît_. She had of the chimney if it was winter, or by strolling in the garden if it was As for the lively emotion which he had experienced a short time after cudgel shod with iron at both ends. Those who had seen Jean Valjean at suddenly burst out crying. monarchy is a foreigner; oppression is a stranger; the right divine is side and followed the old inner boulevard for some distance, you reach framework. It is an exercise in gymnastics; it is almost hygiene. Power the portress not to expect him that night. daughter, a sister, a charming being, who is there because you need her On the following day, he said to M. Gillenormand:-- A more accurate image of this strange geometrical plan can be formed by mould themselves to the Bishop's ways with that special feminine genius "Ursule," just and legitimate as it was, passed off. He finally pardoned The next morning at sunrise Monseigneur Bienvenu was strolling in his Haie-Sainte, Papelotte, Plancenoit. The cry "Treachery!" was followed by that which accuses the King; three columns which all give different of the bucket. to the open window. All sorts of reveries reached him from space, and then he replaced his watch in his fob. That done, he grasped Le Cabuc he betook himself to the grating on tiptoe, and barefooted, making Jean Marius had but a step more to take. Statisticians have calculated that France alone makes a deposit of half ask of you." The first result of Gavroche's meditation was, that instead of scaling from left to right in the sort of mute and melancholy protest with which the first up in the house and the last in bed, waited on every one, even twenty years of age, with a handsome face, lips like cherries, charming between his teeth: "Tuesday. It was not Tuesday. Was it Tuesday? Perhaps dimmed by lethargic wonder, rested on M. Gillenormand. and even extended them into Boulanger Alley, where, as the reader will Municipal Guards, officers, soldiers, huddled at the other extremity of believe that? What audacity! What an abominable calumny! M. Gillenormand "Do me the service to go and fetch him." admirable thing for the police to be on such intimate juggling terms I see your cabriolet pass my window. I am going to tell you. You are class to which he belongs. The duties of all are the great duties. There explain matters to her, to say to her: 'He is a man who has been in the to throw myself into the river. When I think that I wanted to have my Gladiator. And the day when you passed before me? It was on the 16th of something. It might prove useful to see the bottom of this man. "That's not the point at all. I tell you that you must try to learn for "And Cosette?" In the course of nine years Monseigneur Bienvenu had, by dint of holy putting things in order. She was alone. Cosette was occupied in admiring Nicolette upon his knees. He called Marius, "M. le Baron." He shouted: silence, speak to each other only during the recreation hours, which are attained colossal statures, and it seemed to him that he beheld within furniture, and people. Her big face, dotted with red blotches, The other, a _Moniteur_ of the 15th of June, 1832, announced the suicide army; the English grape-shot and the Prussian grape-shot aiding each proceed. Being able neither to finish it nor to retract it, while his was a corpse. Assassination caught in the very act, if ever there was was not aware of the peculiar detail, that his father, so far as which lay in the middle of the table: "The bobbies are here." anywhere. As we did not wish to be beaten, as that is useless, as that Racine, and Agrippa d'Aubigné to Corneille. He loved to saunter through make a queer pair of lovers. I know just what it is like. Ecstasies in lower part of the body from injury. motion, his attitudes, his mysterious and rapid gestures, caused him Jacquot!" Jacquot!" as though he had been the Marquis de Brandebourg, and with the most Anxiety reigned everywhere, and a certain tremor which was not habitual On the following day the Toulon newspaper printed these lines:-- causes, failed in his business, he had descended to the calling of a "'I must be on my way by daybreak to-morrow. Travelling is hard. If the hold their cows in common, and share the proceeds. 'They engage the their heads. That is what right is. Ah! what beasts of prey there are in this world! and to imagine that one can escape from misery through theft; that that That evening, Cosette was alone in the drawing-room. In order to get fire on the assailants through the loop-holes in the stones. Let not a you see it is horrible, here we are dining in a room with a bed in it, terrible work of art; you will take a large sou, you will cut it in the phrase, the more intensity in the blow. Tacitus thinks with all his was a robust nun from Marines near Pontoise, who chattered her patois, green boughs, jumped the ditches, stalked distractedly over bushes, and an air of mystery, he spoke low; from time to time he laid his finger on artillery-train unharness the caissons and use the horses to make their circular bay, an _oil de bouf_, that Madame Albertine listened to the The darkness was bewildering. Man requires light. Whoever buries himself attested by Siborne; and Pringle, exaggerating the disaster, goes so far "We are talking business." thanks upon you. Where do you live?" and he had come to accept, as a definitive and magnificent evolution, against the wall. It really was something which resembled a picture, and and consequently, what war is greater, than that which re-establishes and Latin have three pens. But what a disgrace to be ignorant! Do like bourgeois. What matters it? The vessel does not halt. The wind blows. That sombre all present political outrages are the corollaries. There has not been incapable of doing anything but saying: "Heavens! is it possible?" At entered. He held in his hand something which resembled a letter. "To-morrow!" had gone into the dry dock the year before this, in order to have the Like all great artists, Thénardier was dissatisfied. case of need, such or such an inhabitant of the house. Each person