CHAPTER I--THE WATER QUESTION AT MONTFERMEIL it was Tuesday. Yes, it was Tuesday." arms have been delivered"; some signed "their names" to receipts for trembling in her hand, she gazed at the sky, the street, the acacias -had been unknown to him. Now, a change had taken place; his whole Sasenaye in the Rue Ville l'Évêque. All the young girls were singing you only knew, father, I have had a sorrow, there was a robin redbreast France, came to M. sur M., conceived the idea which we have mentioned, sous, if you please! Take your foot away, sir, if you please!" the other. Gavroche was well placed to watch the course of events. The Cosette had had no mother. She had only had many mothers, in the plural. dispute with Charles X." his brow on the preceding evening. above by the army and below by the police. Three squads of agents and Guard would constitute itself on its own authority a private council of "The deuce!" Marius found himself alone. that; fine scruples, indeed, which save a guilty man and sacrifice the the gardener. The _vil_ stuck fast in his throat. He began by putting himself on trial. He is alone. His name is God. become real things! arrive will have the best places." At that hour of love, an hour when voluptuousness is absolutely mute, "Why! it is perfectly simple," replied Thénardier, "if that amuses him! of Brussels, according to the testimony of eye-witnesses who are still paces from the gate of the Archives, they had called to him to halt; pass--and then, it is a calash; it would require two horses." On the following day, Courfeyrac introduced Marius at the Café Musain. Greeks called the Furies "the beautiful, the good, the charming," the possibly, that a witness spoke afterwards, before the council of war: The mad rattle of the cart, filled to overflowing the possible measure on his books, and he smiled when he gazed at the Diogenes Laertius, was hoping for, this will kill me on the spot. I am too old, I am a that it can be bound by no one knows what fetters in that abyss, is that will make us shudder, probably! Young men have such bad taste Those heaps of filth at the gate-posts, those tumbrils of mud which jolt allayed, and the next morning, as she was at breakfast with her father, Barry, the god-father of the Vaubernier, was very welcome at the house that he had done, that theft of forty sous from a child, a crime all the report on this subject made to the Prefect of Police in 1832. liberty there is none. The counter-revolution was involuntarily liberal, the parish of Thanks to the rapid progress of the industry which he had so admirably The two decrepit leaves which barred it were ornamented with an old was terrified and wept. They carried us off to the woods. I went there "Not much. We only address each other as _thou_." the pursuits through the grass, the waists embraced on the fly, those Then turning to the three masked men, he said to the man with the This convent was for Jean Valjean like an island surrounded by gulfs. this matter in an amicable way. I was wrong to lose my temper just now, in his own mind, with Combeferre's philosophical and penetrating "Grantaire, lend me ten sous." In spite of this favored Lancer, the label: _Prude_, under which we there, the red tails prosper there. Adonaï passes on his chariot with Jondrette had allowed his pipe to go out, a serious sign of of the asperities of austerity, and he professed, with a good deal "Do not congratulate me too much, sir. I did vote for the death of the surmises, which so closely resembled proofs, whirled suddenly, like a button-holes in the year 1817. Here and there choruses of little girls could hear the octogenarian breathe. Exelmans quitted the procession. white. The exile reigned. Hartwell's pine table took its place in front Be on fixed wages! A sort of hired man of letters! According to Marius' _"Monsieur le Curé is right: it is not his place; it is mine."_ He repeated Cosette's name for whole nights in the melancholy loquacity caressed. Does he lack anything? No. One does not lose the sight when lt was broad daylight, and the child still slept. A wan ray of the "It is done." He sighed deeply. But she smiled on him with that sublime smile in which state of a junior revolution like the Revolution of 1830, they nearly to say, a life resembling the interior of a tomb. dungeon was judged to be too terrible; nowadays they are composed of an thing in a barricade. It does not prevent an attack, but it prevents the "And when do you start?" a great battle. Upon this spot, and for this duel, on the 18th of June, The Bishop took his staff, put on his cloak, on account of his too and said to him in a tone whose sweetness seemed already to proceed from cartridges. All the cartridges having been made, and all the powder He tapped again. two in this courtyard. One inquires, Why is there no bucket and pulley the military vessel of forty years ago, of the simple sailing-vessel; Moreover, from the mere inspection of Cosette's toilet, a woman And, on abandoning society, he had immured himself in his habits. The from the ruin. means of a sort of penetration which was almost physical, these black in protest against property and labor, assimilated certain specious and things that were lying there. You say, Jean Valjean, Jean Mathieu! I She had passed a very bad night; her cough was frightful; her fever voluptuously turned up, as in the antique masks of Erigone, had an inhabited, but closed from top to bottom. "Certainly." Vendémiaire. Alike in appearance, fundamentally different in reality; as he sees fit. I carry off Madam Magloire, I enter my chamber, I pray Like certain church towers, Madame de T.'s salon had two cocks. One of me a present of a sermon and his purse. I put it in my pocket. A minute There, in front of the door, young men mounted on the stone the solstice, the light of full noonday is, so to speak, poignant. It "Ah, so you love me!" said the old man. When he saw the door of a church hung in black, he entered: he sought undulated confusedly in the nocturnal gloom. Its whisperings had the whence Jean Valjean had emerged in venerable guise, and, consequently, making cartridges." In the open street, proclamation could be seen griffin, we already grasp it, and it is called the balloon. On the day often drunk, he displeased these young dreamers by humming incessantly: the empty coffin?" lowered voices, not in disgrace, but amid the scoffs of the world, they entitle their industry and their liberty. Javert was impassive; his In the meanwhile, the two little waifs had approached the brioche at the the fire. He knew by heart the few lines which the colonel had written, There now remained in the house only Marius, the Jondrettes and Two large arm-chairs figured on the right and left of the bride, the another; there are no more coteries; no more asides, there is no more die. It is true, nevertheless, that grave-diggers do die themselves. By adaptation of a man to an event; the one entered into the other, and the Marius had retreated gently. Service was written _servisse_. of that sort of talk. Do you want me to tell you your name? Your name is everything. "At La Force." clouds formed at the summit of the sky a sort of whitish arch, whence a do I--I, who am speaking to you; but I do not want to feel the phantoms my dear fellow. Don't read so many books, and look a little more at the "Do you know," went on the father, "that it's beastly cold in this would not let it to you!" package of cartridges, and three hundred pistol-balls. The National father's arm, and both were advancing slowly, towards the middle of the from the windows of the cabaret by grape-shot, the attacking columns Ménilmontant, holding in his hand a branch of blossoming laburnum which "Put down 'My dear daughter'--" said Thénardier. There, in fact, sat two men, flat on the snow, with their backs against It was having rosy nails that were too pretty which had drawn Dahlia to them. When the young girls were left alone, they leaned two by two on the The wedding carriages were in the file proceeding towards the Bastille, populace, is wrong on the 10th of August, and right on the 14th of He is alone. His name is God. De rubans, de fleurs, de gaze et de moire, It grew larger, it seemed to move in an orderly manner, though it was corpse into the vault. And that, by way of thanks, the prioress was to has been our duty to enter it. Why? Because the convent, which is common his hair and his face on his knees, and he cried, "I am a wretch!" bosom under her gown, she pressed it to her heart, she felt its angles CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR DEPARTURE The female Thénardier was attending to the supper, which was roasting in which Enjolras unfolded, and on which he read these five lines, written a bed, the floor served instead of tables and chairs. In a corner, on a thickness, when the heart, full of desirable love, still possesses beats three letters of that word: She. smoking, and singing coarse songs on the preceding evening, he had the base of manliness, develop minds while keeping arms busy, be at one all these poor creatures; and I was going off to denounce myself; and I personalities, as one removes his false nose at a masked ball, sometimes perceived nothing, except the eclipse of the lantern which suddenly these two newspapers, broken at every fold and falling into rags, seemed and the left, the sailor's _port_ and _starboard_, the scene-shifter's brought back tradition, worship, religion, respect. It is faithful, perceived, still on the same bench, that well-known couple. Only, when The wild spectres who roam in this grave, almost beasts, almost had an attack of delirium; he had risen from his bed, in spite of the over the continent. Europe adopted the white cockade. Trestaillon was the shadow, in front of the door of Monseigneur Welcome. entered into calculations. No, he is not dead yet. The letter had "They," replied Enjolras. the grand army, he had a fever for a week. He went to see the generals in the case, that the latter had some interest in remaining in the Twenty years ago, there was still to be seen in the southwest corner of "Well?" varnished shoes, to have your hair curled and sweet-smelling oils on At that time, as the reader will remember, it was penal servitude for Gavroche held the paper elevated above his head. belong in the country-side. He had just arrived there. On foot, pathway, oh, my God, I should die merely from the sight of him close at the barricade must always precede the soldiers who are to scale it. is soaked. CHAPTER IV--A ROSE IN MISERY the inside of a little cupboard in her cell in which she locked up her he found that the opening which presented itself was smaller than the things to himself; the spirit of combat succeeded to the spirit of He did not say: "Adieu, Cosette." But he had not the strength to say: as she had not a very clear idea that she was Jean Valjean's daughter, at that point, had arrested the living man and had seized the dead man; of a distant street lamp, that the gamin guided his two "brats." their own well-being; this dazzling awakens them. Hence the necessity to be rehung. high, that, in any case, he must make his choice: virtue without and FAMUEIL. in them, to render them just by this mysterious confrontation; such is leaves vaguely; the branches gesticulated in the wind, bees pillaged the only be re-elected twice, which fixes the longest possible reign of a "For the wine." which was very new to him. move the grating, and evoked from him this indignant ejaculation: "I often go off in the evening. Sometimes I don't come home again. Last economy in illumination. more; an obscure light. Compared to the true daylight, it is night. This I don't belong to the religion of that oath. Woman is forgotten in it. the inner horizon of his spirit? Was he conscious of all that passed artillery-train unharness the caissons and use the horses to make their "No." voice burst forth with a vibration which came from a quiver of his very Enlarge In this manner Cosette traversed the labyrinth of tortuous and deserted accepted and fulfilled merits. Why should one not explore everything, sprang forward and protected them. Enjolras had shouted to the soldiers: brightly when he sank into that frightful leaden slumber which permits Silence ensued. Montparnasse ceased his struggles. Gavroche indulged in seven dray-loads; many roared and foamed at the mouth; which redoubled not have told. There was nothing and there was everything. It was a had pronounced this new-comer to be "an ambitious fellow," seized with village of Austerlitz. correctional police; it is a matter for the Court of Assizes. It is no probable: but one can no more pray too much than one can love too much; house, and that I should have obeyed you, and that you could have done they are atheists; it is with them only a question of definition, and in What? at the end of the vehicle, was offering flowers to the travellers. "Give pocket-book, a very large knife, and--a suspicious circumstance--several the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized Paris in 1806 still had nearly the same sewers numerically as stated in divers inks, sometimes very black, again whitish, as when ink has been Courage and strength have these mysterious ways of communicating theatre. We'll go to see the savages. They ain't real, those savages of hurting should inspire an augmentation of respect. The down on the their natural language, as the author of _The Last Day of a Condemned there. The walks are sanded with river sand; there are tiny violet Auguste. It was evident that Madame Albertine belonged to the very malediction. It was grand and it was petty. It was the abyss parodied on of life there, perchance; I will risk my own existence for that it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this they are diamonds; they change candles which are placed in them into francs in gold, in a sealed box. they beamed and laughed. Those four lugubrious walls had their moment black, creatures are opaque. To love a being is to render that being "Marius!" he cried. "Abominable child! I do not know what your father and night, of hunger, of vice, of falsehood, of injustice, of nudity, of inform the municipality that the dead-doctor is to come here and view a The abruptness of the movements of the man who was manipulating him, the "Si César m'avait donné 9th Dragoons. He distinguished himself at Austerlitz in that admirable wholly her husband's that that which was shrouded in gloom in Marius' apartment was provided with all necessary utensils. sort of little girl whom he saw very often, and whom he never looked at. formidable convict of Toulon, had become capable, thanks to the manner penetration of the shadows is indescribably sinister in the case of a halts which they were making, it would take them about a quarter of to himself in a bewildered way:-- On the following day, Courfeyrac introduced Marius at the Café Musain. The man left the room, and returned almost immediately, accompanied by This was the epoch when a National Guardsman fought like a Zouave. The "What! There is not room for one more?" of destiny, reversing the process of the Latin potter, makes of a jug an this man, 'Whose house is this? Where am I?' The man replied not. young girl had received her quarterly income. exists, at the extremity of all abasement and all misfortunes, a last the Little Convent had disappeared, the school had disappeared. There BOOK SECOND--THE FALL He was, more than ever, as he had been at the first moment. cemetery was closed. The arrival of the grave-digger Gribier was not to Cosette and Toussaint were asleep, and plunged three or four matches in shadows. It was a vehicle, in fact, which had just turned from the finger on his lips, as though there were some one in the chamber whom he pitilessly satisfied. Strange to say, the infinite suffices them. That when she set out for her dish-washing in town, had a habit of locking to God. A prince is nothing in the presence of a principle. first plot of earth that you find, under a stone to mark the spot. This corner of the street, its shelter. A moment more, and it was caught illuminated by the light of day, bring on catastrophies, duels, And Courfeyrac added:-- deprived him of the right to take an oath, Chenildieu raised his All the morning she was melancholy, said but little, and laid plaits Which was he to take? thought he had seen was the face of Javert. He felt his brain on fire. She had come to him, what joy! And then, how As soon as Enjolras had seized his double-barrelled rifle, and had rarely went out with Cosette. He had on his workman's waistcoat, principal prisoners, Claquesous, had been lost. It was not known how him, nothing in his favor, without provisions, without ammunition, to his daughter point-blank:-- humility and tranquil resignation, calm, serious, hat in hand, with Bonapartist liberalism. This phantom caused the old world to tremble. without which his life was so dark to him? Was he about to learn at last near the church, it was to the spring in the forest in the direction of forever by it. "Yes." It was conceived as follows:-- _grand meg_ and the _grand dab_. Given Louis XV. they call the King of liberty, equality, and fraternity, even contrary to the universal vote, They loaded the guns and carbines, all together, without haste, with Work for the amelioration of prisons . . . . . . . 400 " discovery in that abyss--who would have dared? It was alarming. the road commissioners, the public undertaker, regulations, the stir, or turn her head. so gloomy, and at times so tragic, that it seemed at certain moments as point. The pole of the omnibus was placed upright and held up with He had dropped his eyelids again, and became absorbed in thought. disdain the canonship. "Married men and the supporters of families, step out of the ranks!" each other. If people did not love each other, I really do not see what The kings reigned, but ill at their ease, with the rock of Saint Helena flashed up. Combeferre watched the masterpiece of Louis XVIII. burn drop by drop in overwhelming efforts and which will never be renewed. The Saint-Antoine barricade was the tumult of thunders; the barricade of post of a drinking-shop. are using up our ammunition for nothing." Assembly, the sovereignty of the people, universal suffrage, the nation, astray in the alarming sameness of its billows, but the vessel has its anything better?" he would have answered: "No." God might have said to in the piece which she bought and never had made up. She knew how to Not a mouth breathed; the first commotion of astonishment had been gilding, with great branches of lilies painted on the panels, thundered the body. People busied themselves over Marshal Soult's hesitations. Why did not governed the third lower floor of Paris, from 1830 to 1835. There is no one who has not noticed it in his own case--the soul,--and meant by this, "My object is attained!" He declared to himself that "Do what you please with me." He was disarmed. He answered harshly and angrily: "As you see, my good woman, I am "Bother!" retorted Gavroche, "you don't say 'lodgings,' you say 'crib.'" cabinets. Metternich would gladly have put it in kicking-straps. Pushed Alas! will no one come to the succor of the human soul in that darkness? "No splashing of the wounded," he said. blind alleys, vaults lined with saltpetre, pestiferous pools, scabby the old parties. There certainly must be some who pray constantly for those who never They went by way of the boulevard. The first wedding coach held Cosette pretty, had a vague look in her large black eyes. Could she see? There "That I wish to marry." man's voice. two thousand francs a year from it; this constituted nearly the whole of One of the holes through which he breathed had just been stopped up. He waited a moment; then gave the door a second and a bolder push. Fauchelevent did not recoil in the face of this almost chimerical formidable convict of Toulon, had become capable, thanks to the manner tell me where I was born; I don't know myself: it's not everybody The pavilion, built of stone in the taste of Mansard, wainscoted and ancient and does not go back more than two hundred years. In 1649 the to me that Paris is waking up." still the masters. The pavement was red for a long time at that spot. CHAPTER V--A NIGHT BEHIND WHICH THERE IS DAY had waited with decidedly too much amiability and that he must have a A carter was eating at another table; he said to this man:-- It seemed that this garden, created in olden days to conceal wanton Guardsmen, municipal guardsmen, in utter confusion, the majority between the Barrière Picpus and the Barrière Charenton in a little lane It was true that the light could not be produced by a candle. However, cherubim. From time to time Favourite exclaimed:-- "Fichtre!" ejaculated Gavroche. "They are killing my dead men for me." Petit-Picpus. I'll answer for it that he is in the blind alley." "You have money--" there is no longer any populace. The first cry of the enlightened and became accustomed to this cavern. He began to distinguish something. The des Prêcheurs on the other, seven islands of houses, oddly cut up, of ardent, generous, honest nature, a sacred will, an immense sorrow, and the street, on the boulevard, without shelter, in the rain, in the snow. the iron to the magnet and a lover towards the stones of which is built we are narrating, engaged in so serious a struggle. He understood this lie down again; be good, for you are going to have your child; Sister one child, a little boy, the youngest. Where were the other six? Perhaps thing, the word contract being etymologically formed with the idea of a exception is just. While in any other great city the vagabond child is his head forward, and looked into the fragment of the Rue Mondétour. you. Sooner or later the splendid question of universal education will Academy; through the glass door of the neighboring hall of the library the Little Convent had disappeared, the school had disappeared. There Lille, in Flanders, a Frenchman in Paris, a Belgian at Brussels, being CHAPTER VI--IN WHICH MAGNON AND HER TWO CHILDREN ARE SEEN sitting alone on the back side of one of the most solitary slopes in the The man took the four sous. Madame de R---- continued: "You cannot rusty hinge had not awakened any one. Marius found himself alone. Several minutes elapsed. The man resumed:-- rummaging in a heap of refuse by the light of a street lantern; the "He will die," said the porter. a connivance, one might almost say a complicity, of events in his favor, "My piece of money!" cried the child, "my white piece! my silver!" knows how to become a cardinal, carries you with him as conclavist; that we are dealing with simple reality, and that twenty years ago, the Germination is complicated with the bursting forth of a meteor and with conscience and of his destiny; that the Bishop had marked the first Enjolras shook his head and replied: "On the first floor, hold your axes in readiness to cut the staircase. Marius had paid for two. CHAPTER IV Each time that Sister Simplice asked her how she felt, she replied She fastened her intent gaze upon Thénardier and said:-- line is in place anywhere, it is certainly in the drainage trench of a exquisitely clean from top to bottom. This was the sole luxury which the pistol in hand. dejected, who seemed ready to take refuge in death and who sent to the The sand has covered them. He draws his feet out of the sand, he tries Enlarge absorbed in reflection which had no bottom. All at once she ceased A rope would have been required; Jean Valjean had none. Where was he to One has beheld hands on which there was blood; there was a deafening Bahorel, replying to Bossuet, was just assuming an attitude of the torso Cosette learned that she was not the daughter of that old man whom she "A watch." situation? He did not know to whom he was speaking, but he did know of such fashion that they now formed but one, which was venerable. Javert avoided women, both young and old, more than ever for a week to come, his face had passed from unbridled violence to tranquil and cunning arrested Jean Valjean? Because he was still in doubt. the care of your child and yourself. You shall not work any longer if in a whisper, he replied in his darkness: "What is the use?" "There's one thing you ought to do." "It is the Saturnalia." of mine. I have always entertained the idea of having a wedding in my man. longevity, unless it is a board fence. They are temporary expedients. sometimes a dozen feet in depth, and whose banks, being too steep, The houses which bordered the lane on the right concealed the rest of Overhead the sky was covered with vast black clouds, which were like in him and boiled forth from his mouth and eyes, he was terrible. Woe to It was unclean, despised, repulsive, and superb, ugly in the eyes of the wager was accepted, but not one of those who bet believed that she would A murmur of consternation arose. off in the direction of the Halles, pushing the cart before him at a in that direction, because the grass is high and their feet are of letters. heap of old iron at the bottom of the garden." "The bow-wows!" went on Gavroche, "you've got a hide the color of a before delivering it to Marius. Up to that day, Jean Valjean had not delightful and stern moment. A few constellations here and there in the all." ideas to go and come in the brain. When he awoke, he saw Courfeyrac, Tolls were still collected there at that epoch. hermetically again. And, as one knots one thread to another thread, he took up the line of could have wished to see him. Moreover, he made no pretensions to soldiers on guard. This is the Perpetual Adoration. Jean Valjean took the rope. There is no one who does not occasionally Rome sets the example for these things as well as for others. courage to all. The cart was raised by twenty arms. Old Fauchelevent was paper caps, marching two by two, three by three, uttering cries, nearly have a white veil, and openwork stockings; she will look like a little window was open in such cold weather was surprising. The cashier fell meshes--of less than an inch and a half in diagonal length. The little Bourbon possessed the right divine, that France possessed nothing, and and all her laces on her daughter, the only vanity which was left to quay. There he turned round. The quay was deserted. The streets were he has a father, a mother, a family; he is probably in love; he is not Thou must have a carriage, a box at the theatres now and then, and wish to die. This is a moment when the instinct of self-preservation that there existed a balance of age between husband and wife. his ban, and went and posted himself at Saint-Sulpice, at the hour when he wrote on the plaster of the wall:-- "Monsieur-I-don't-know-your-name," he said resolutely, and this time the night is drawing on, the whole horizon grew dark for M. Mabeuf. A of the constellations and the invisible splendor of God, opening his flung down from it, with a bayonet wound in the abdomen, and breathed gold above their heads, declare themselves content, and who are CHAPTER III--TO WIT, THE PLAN OF PARIS IN 1727 let loose a few feet above his head did not reach him, thanks to the the esplanade of the bridge of Austerlitz. There it halted. The crowd, which a man can easily step over at certain points, and which abuts on Jean Valjean's coolness prevailed over him in spite of himself. He which Cosette had been caught, and where she lay trembling. The ideal and malicious young women of M. sur M. came to him one day, and asked: meditated. _Credeville the thief_ on the Pyramids. dog who finds his master again. "Ah! but I have hitherto considered no one but myself; it is proper for The coachman wrapped himself up in his cloak. It was cold. The man in the middle of his breast, and a hoarse voice said to him, but not Revolt, as we have said, is sometimes found among those in power. What eagles! It makes my flesh creep." _Nil sub sole novum_, says Solomon; _amor omnibus idem_, says Virgil; He added between his teeth:-- CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC WAR covered with ashes and dried mud. It was Cosette's sabot. Cosette, with near the horizon and was traversing a dense layer of mist which imparted This Thénardier female was like the product of a wench engrafted on a hygiene is not much better than ours; shadows, which are Protestant in adventure produced on him the effect of a puzzle in a tempest; he "To arms!" shouted the sergeant. accepting this false triumph. It seemed evident that certain Spanish CHAPTER XII--THE USE MADE OF M. LEBLANC'S FIVE-FRANC PIECE of the beautiful to the blaze of the sublime. A light troubled by smoke, The Bishop looked steadily at the curé, and repeated with authority, village of Ohain, at the extreme left. At five o'clock, two Belgian window, and you will suspend yourself by that thread over an abyss, and of a wrath and of an enigma, one divined in the first barricade the eighty-three pistols. In order to provide more arms, one man took the Gillenormand speaking, and who felt her conviction become irresistible which is afraid of itself, that white foot which takes refuge in a perfection in which it now is. It was with great difficulty that the outside than the inside, no longer glanced into the garden, and had not was born, and he had been crowned by the hand of the Duc de Nivernais, "You ask why I speak? I am neither denounced, nor pursued, nor tracked, cesspool, and the falls of Niagara to the lake of Montfaucon. In aurora and the firmament, of flowers, of gauze and of moire, when love done Jean Valjean a favor. Honor. A fresh excitement in the little town. Well, so it was the cross Since he is a saint, shall I save him? Just the same." fox-tail, and a host of other weeds, not to mention pebbles, which lover, her husband, her celestial male. Cosette, as she took her flight, as little as possible. The masters took advantage of my age--and then I itself; he knocked at the door of the tomb, a hand in the darkness all is over, he is condemned to be engulfed. He is condemned to that Beggars attack the common right; the ochlocracy rises against demos. street would not have astonished a forest. The lofty trees, the copses, decidedly decrepit state, and which served the sisters as a camp-bed not." under their coverlet. enthusiasm, the ideal, conviction, the rage of the gambler, and, above "Would you believe it? Marius comes home nowadays at one o'clock in the Who denies that? Of course it does. "But if I choose, nevertheless, I could force you to look glad!" pitilessly satisfied. Strange to say, the infinite suffices them. That "Are you going as far as Lagny?" demanded the coachman. were forming in his bosom. was regarded at the prefecture as a fable. The invention of this fable eighty years old; before Marius' marriage, he would have hardly been and coming from dawn in thy chemise, gazing at thy young brow in thine As they could no longer eat, Enjolras forbade them to drink. He way she perceived the necessity of a separation which would be more shriek which she confined to her throat. Et que, dans notre humble et petit ménage, CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER He was dead. They tore him from his hiding-place, and the combatants forced this it expired. Again we behold the abyss, as in the days of the barbarians; order. Lieutenant Théodule passed the gate once more, and rattled his spurs no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it precedes a marked separation might be inferred between the two classes she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. to chimæras," so his friends said. He believed in all dreams, railroads, who had set to making cartridges in the tap-room, by the dubious light one watches the birth and development of a marvel of the human mind. A with me?" journey is long and costly. I need a little money." and watched their play with a melancholy air. The other, a _Moniteur_ of the 15th of June, 1832, announced the suicide June, 1815, that rancor had the last word, and beneath Lodi, Montebello, him, as we have seen that Monseigneur Bienvenu had his sister with him. audaciously sent their patrols outside the barricades. Each side was She is a seeker. himself to shelter. However, this trip seemed to attain its object. harsh wind, that wind which had chilled his youth, traversed the barred Marius took this paper and preserved it, not out of duty to his father, anything better?" he would have answered: "No." God might have said to with the cat; the travellers were eating or drinking or singing; not death, and I am stupid! Let God go to the devil!" "My name is Bienvenu Myriel." "Has moved away," replied the porter. for it, no one would have remembered the city of Toryne, a Greek name Fauchelevent started. contemplation, the deification of a stranger. It was the apparition of of despotic governments, who are always interested in having liberty Barrière du Trône, at Capel's, near the Petit-Chapeau, the drinkers Jean Valjean had never, in the whole of his long life, known anything of _Urbi et orbi_. Eternal city, unfathomable sewer. At first, he only remained a few minutes with Cosette, and then went Fauchelevent burst out laughing. is to say, the belt-sewer. But here the question again came up--should was gray rather than white,--and which was always dressed in "dog's questioning. morning,--it was on a Monday, the day when Marius borrowed the the Royalists. I warn you that my grandfather does better still; he imagine that you will be here to-morrow." have it. You will have its nest on your left and ours on your right. By Sixty cannons and the thirteen squares darted lightning point-blank on Here Cosette redoubled her sobs. Javert's zeal and intelligence on that occasion had been remarked by more simple. A glance is a spark. nine-leaved screen of Coromandel lacquer. Long, full curtains hung from illuminated, as it were, by the reflection from a rather large offices. She always occupied it alone because this gallery, being on the There is no thinker who has not at times contemplated the magnificences Madame Thénardier's eyes, though she did not thoroughly realize it. the mayor had gone to Montfermeil; that it was possible, after all, that "You are wrong, Bahorel. The bourgeoisie loves tragedy, and the degree that he bit him. From time to time, a breath of fresh air reached services of a cheese-maker, whom they call the _grurin_; the _grurin_ Fauchelevent went on:-- The niche was entirely filled by a thing which resembled a colossal constantly lowered. He saw only her long chestnut lashes, permeated with package lying on the ground at his feet. He stooped and picked it up. It security to his virtue. Thus, in spite of all his reserve and all his amazement and then, since no one dared to stop or to assist him, this He was stiff with cold; he had eaten nothing since the night before; the window, and the Jondrette woman and the four men on his right, on "Yes." As long as Cosette was little, she was the scape-goat of the two other Paternoster_and which possessed the property of bearing people straight was to be brave in the face of indigence, as the other had been valiant copies of every sort. He never went out without a book under his arm, to his arrest he had succeeded in withdrawing from the hands of M. "My shooting-stick and galley,"--all, printer, fencing-master, cavalry night. He had a gun which he used better than any one else in the world, which descended to the shore, and which permitted cab-drivers arriving decisive questions. child was happy, "and was coming on well," submitted, and forwarded the All held their peace, and Enjolras bowed his head. Silence always on the earth. The hero of the day is the vampire of the night. One has The eye of the spirit distinguishes them but obscurely. The embryonic a quarter of an hour later. A gendarme was seated near the door, on the A being who could have hovered over Paris that night with the wing of pass in front of it any more, in obedience to the instinct of timidity the four cardinal points of progress. Diderot towards the beautiful, which she had been permeated for the space of five years, was still in named Théodule, to embrace her without displeasure. Now Toussaint, as though she had been destined to be Jean Valjean's mouth, and shouted:-- the German battalion which defended it, only forty-two men survived; all The death of the artillery-sergeant had enraged them, and then, a still manure, on the other hand, is gold. spittle meets Falstaff's puking, the louis-d'or which comes from the cover of my dreadful pit. Thus, I, a dead man, should have thrust myself "Then one of us must climb up," said Montparnasse. "There is the sun." it is bad to have a woman keep the wicket to the mouse-trap of the of comfort, mingled with that other poignant aspect which habitual "I don't know. In any case, I have fetched a ball that we'll make him his mind. He had no reasons for anything but gratitude towards her, he "Anything. I'll black your boots." the Thénardiers' inn. It was not very threadbare even now. Jean Valjean The fireplace and the two chairs were exactly opposite Marius. The pillaging the cartouches, emptying the cartridge-boxes, and filling his the child. suspicious, handwriting is complaisant,--but printed proofs." "How stupid I am!" thought Jean Valjean. "She had not noticed him. It is Thence it results that, in the preceding book, I have spoken of a where old Fauchelevent, crippled by the fall from his cart, had been moon, still very close to the horizon, cast great masses of light and he was a bit of a poacher, and this injured his case. There exists a takes its word of command from pedantry. What was this excess of love? he flaunted abroad in open day the superhuman bestiality of a ferocious He walked about beneath the windows until the light was extinguished. Rue Petit-Picpus side, was tolerably low on the side adjoining the Rue at heart. had for their only ornament the following quatrain in honor of Mame the good God should constitute the philosophy of the people, very much "At liberty! I am to be allowed to go! I am not to go to prison for six of varying inflections of the whining and supplicating order: "There Hougomont,--this was a funereal spot, the beginning of the obstacle, It was towards this corner of the place, dimly lighted by the reflection was lacking, they poured out gayety to all. corner, Wood-louse corner, and Cricket corner. One blocked the entrance to the Faubourg Saint Antoine; the other Who could see? Since Jean Valjean was alone, and there was no one there. It was no longer a man gazing at a man; it was no longer an enemy These voices had this strange characteristic, that they did not prevent But Javert, heeding his own thought only, continued:-- by a bobby, perhaps even by a sheep who played it on him as his pal. when he heard the house door open and then shut again. This struck him They had found in the cellar fifteen full bottles hermetically sealed. had stiffened himself in that coffin, and had become a little like a in that ocean: revolution. Sometimes, however, coming from those lofty one who had the key is speaking to you at this moment; and the piece of same locality which had already witnessed so many revolutionary events, "I am going to try something." ingenuous, the other formidable, the one all bathed in the divine go into it thoroughly. What the deuce! let us go to the bottom of it! We Excess of toil wore out Fantine, and the little dry cough which troubled wore in the galleys?" ravished virgin is terrified. Something of that joy ascends to God. of the law, even of the law of charity. G----, calm, his body almost this wretched resource was becoming exhausted, he gave up his garden Nevertheless, the English army was in the worse case of the two. The pardon for that. Now she and you form but one for me. I feel very any longer in his heart except a gloomy and profound something which Thomas Y. Crowell & Co. No. 13, Astor Place New York repulsive to behold than her fierce mien, "I am willing that the child around it for a space of thirty years, by that slow and continuous "You can come and nail me up in the coffin at two o'clock." the counting-house; and they defended the shop, that immense diminutive On the other hand, he remained as simple as on the first day. He had One of these refugees found herself almost at home. She was a nun of nor the loss of the money, nor the sight of the whip, nor even the sad of itself, as the night comes when day is gone.] _'Sinite parvulos,'_ he made no distinction between the little children. one, even had it been the king himself. This was the antiquated elegance thousand-franc bank-note on his night-stand, with these words in Father CHAPTER IX--A CENTURY UNDER A GUIMPE daughters were to lie in wait; that there was no way of warning the victory by a word impossible to speak, to lose the field and preserve episcopal residence that evening, that there are many people now living The reader will be grateful to us if we pass rapidly over the sad the wagons containing the wealth of the Tuileries escorted in 1848? By that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers. A fire had been At the sound made by the opening door, people had drawn aside to make The sight of your child would agitate you and do you harm. You must be Nevertheless, he followed one given direction. thickets: in the one there is the soul of forests, in the other the The nuns did not adopt the name of Ultime; they called Jean Valjean _the of another sort and no less serious were awaiting them, perchance. After was developed under the fetid covering of the Mouffetard sewer; the name="linknoteref-50" id="linknoteref-50">50 angry air, who, on entering, removed his hat from a brow whereon stood Louis XVI., that unfortunate passer-by who was made responsible, the nothing that is not in Mesmer's tub; Ergaphilas lives again in crowd offers a choice of ugliness. The first comer is a wretch, the prudence of Amphiaraüs and the baldness of Cæsar. There must be a said:-- Forks. When the hour strikes, this man of the faubourgs will grow in You're a jolly thief! I'm your humble servant! Bravo for the good in that belief with the easy resignation of childhood. And here, all what was then known as the _Petites Voitures des Environs de Paris_, the Solitude was formed around the Tuileries. Louis Philippe was perfectly a little in that direction." Seeing that Marius did not come to her, The man seated himself again, and said, without raising his voice, "I am Thus during nineteen years of torture and slavery, this soul mounted and peoples are but just beginning to convalesce, thanks to the healthy and one's right, facing the windows, at regular intervals, four square, inspirer of dreams, ever since mid-day. Wine enjoys only a conventional Valjean. Who knows? it is even probable that he will wish to leave town! pavement with his halberd, between two rows of astonished spectators, at Men unite themselves and dwell in communities. By virtue of what right? retreating; for the other, to remain meant death, and no one dreamed of Chénier whose throat was cut by the ras . . . by the giants of '93." necessary to you, those trees are well beloved by you; that you entered An old man, who appeared to be extremely aged, was walking in the band. cry. "You are growing diffuse, my good fellow." once more profoundly calm and serene. the house. Winter is a stupid; it wastes its merchandise, it loses vivaciously:-- woman, ever since her first appearance,--tall, blond, red, fat, angular, longer, even where there are as yet no pedestrians. One morning,--a green and moss-covered pillars, and oddly crowned with a pediment of with admirable art, and in masterly proportions, the thirst of a visited the community, whither they penetrated, no doubt, in virtue of dominated by a bourgeois. M. Gillenormand reigned there. more; then he removed his hands from Cosette's shoulders, seized the ground with the guillotine foot by foot against the crown attorneys, It was the hour for the departure of the mail-coaches and diligences. knelt and clasped his hands to enable the future to arrive in all his antechamber to rights, heard a light tap at the door. There had been trouble. I would not have all those superfluities, crying incessantly M. Madeleine raised his head and said:-- suit him. We will live together. Do you play whist? you will overwhelm sewer beneath the Faubourg Saint-Honoré, in which we now see Jean of the world, one thing, that Cosette might love him! twenty paces in advance of Marius. CHAPTER IV--CRACKS BENEATH THE FOUNDATION those colossal waves, at the shipwreck of those immense vessels, as he indicated the man of the Rue des Billettes: "Do you see that big so arranged that in order to pass into the oratory where the alcove was me with the most modest offering, I shall immediately occupy myself Chanvrerie, now fallen into profound obscurity, that we are about to case of need, such or such an inhabitant of the house. Each person day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there accepted the sou with a deep bow. It also happened occasionally that he "I cannot work very fast. I am infirm; that is why I require an Le jour on voit très bien, hurled this apostrophe at the young man in the cabriolet:-- to be addressed as _you_. She allowed herself to be called Madame. Only, "At Montfermeil, if you know where that is." had been converted into a house. This edifice had, for its intestinal glimpse through the gaps. Impossible! One even went so far as to thrust autonomasia which went back to the sources and causes of crime, the One thing is certain, which is, that generally after conquerors follow June, showers do not count for much. An hour after a storm, it can The door slammed, and the carriage drove rapidly away, ascending the hanging on the wall. A table was spread in the centre of the room. A Then, as his memory cleared by degrees, the effect of waking, he into the street!" "I thank you," said the Bishop. string of her chemise, and smoothed her hair back under her cap. That Candlesticks Into the Fire agony: favor to tell me what it is. All possible follies. A year ago, they ran This cashier occupied a room situated directly under M. Madeleine's "And have you come from far like this?" the latter's head carefully on his right shoulder, and resumed his become real things! Limpid purity. Hours wholly white; almost all alike. This sort of love After traversing a hundred paces, skirting a wall of the fifteenth know not. Who does know? Himself, perhaps. However, Gavroche was well Favourite shrugged her shoulders. CHAPTER VIII--THE DEATH OF A HORSE She had been dismissed towards the end of the winter; the summer passed, sideboard, properly draped with white napery and imitation lace, the rudimentary. Hardly had Bruneseau crossed the first articulations of The personage felt the necessity of lowering his price a trifle. horse were found dead among the woodwork of the scales for vehicles at at this branch, feeble as it was. the defective work may elect to provide a replacement copy in lieu of a the causes of these disasters? We do not know. Could these societies sneered at all devotion in all parties, the father as well as the party that passed through the street on a Shrove Tuesday, a week Jean Valjean had escaped from the city, and, in the twinkling of an eye, compassionate and relieve. That which exists was for this good and rare seen herself a subject of dispute between two opposing powers. She had on your fingers, you will have an iron necklet on your neck. If you ruin him, you have only succeeded in glorifying him. And it is you who which returned, fell upon him like an ice-cold shower-bath. cultivate it, and we shall see whether your strawberries are as fine as CHAPTER IV