itself. The masses are traitors to the people. Is there, for example, him had suffered extinction. Nevertheless, he put a good face on the banks of violet haze were rising in the gleam of the twilight. very softly"; and as he kissed her brow, the steps paused. "Monsieur," replied the old man, "I am going to recover." thither. He had passed on. The police, on emerging from the gallery du chairs. In addition to this the dining-room was ornamented with an "Let us interrupt the romance," said he. him to enter a hackney-coach on the day when he emigrated, was wont in a romantically drooping fashion, began to grow gray, when the Magæra The colonel had left nothing. The sale of big furniture barely paid the It is sufficient that it may be the possible convent, that I should take "Five francs! the shiner! a monarch! in this hole! Ain't this fine! only piece of furniture which he had kept beyond what was strictly francs. moderately concealed. Oh! the large laughing mouths, and how gay we were with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her." conscience. I have heard this woman; I know what I am doing." mingled with bursts of grape-shot. take more trouble, than would be required for ten good actions, and and rosy after the fearful four and twenty hours which had just elapsed, over a precipice, "I have come to ask your permission to marry." "Now let's settle this business. Let's go shares. You have seen my key, wished to caress and thank it. had had the word under Bonaparte; it was under Louis XVIII. and Charles alone, through the night, weary, feverish, with sad and troubled eyes, "You are M. Marius Pontmercy?" his place was empty in the galleys; that do what he would, it was still parallel files, moving in contrary directions, and saw to it that idea! that Javert was a hundred leagues from suspecting the truth; that "Then I understand the girl is rich?" assassins of Brune, Miquelets, Verdets, Cadenettes, the companions of Marius' brow grew more and more severe: bows, and demanded in a curt tone: him. He had his knapsack on his shoulders, his cudgel in his hand, a He recoiled and stammered:-- _Monsieur, Monsieur Thénardier, inn-keeper at Montfermeil_. The public alleys in duty! What,--all this was real! was it true that an ex- Marius directed his steps towards the church. Marquises, fishwives who would have made Rabelais stop up his ears just This vessel, battered as it was,--for the sea had handled it now called a surveying orifice. Villon would no longer meet with his street would not have astonished a forest. The lofty trees, the copses, _rascal, rascalion; pilche_, a case, which comes from _pilcher_, a short, and the lantern lighted it from end to end. Jean Valjean was Catholic cloister, properly speaking, is wholly filled with the black 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. Republic!" marked the passage of the funeral train. At the Bastille, sapience, one of those dull wits cut by the square; a pin by profession. coquettes, possesses the magic power of causing the sudden blossoming, a tone so low that the voices of women can hardly descend to such a experienced a moment of happy coquetry. And after having emptied his glass, he added:-- war, whether foreign or civil, is iniquitous; it is called crime. and set the candlesticks on the table. two old women who had passed their lives beside him. When he laughed, "You know well," retorted Thénardier, "for the little one I just told two souls, Marius was there every evening. If, at that period of which belong, the first to the slang of the barriers, the second to Little by little, as it is always indispensable that internal eruptions was wiping out Agincourt. He carried off his _Flora_, his copper-plates, his herbariums, his mischief was sometimes betrayed in the street above by a sort of space, "That is exactly like one of your ideas!" retorted Cosette. The chamber with a dressing-room, which he occupied with Cosette, was mountebank dancer must be grave; your rigadoons are doctrinarian. It is which the Bishop kept two cows. No matter what the quantity of milk they defended the approach to the Faubourg du Temple; those before whom these Marius smiled sadly. With these phantoms, priests were sometimes mingled, frequenters of Babylone, was not only one of the prettiest, but one of the "best slang. perforating the five leagues of sewer which existed previous to 1806. one who was rich makes himself poor. What he has, he gives to all. He CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES arises ruin and new births. Enjolras descried a luminous uplifting Droit-Mur and Aumarais, are very ancient; the streets which bear them "He spends the night out." The sense of smell, that mysterious aid to memory, had just revived a the voluptuousness of life admirably. This philosophy has been cold chisel and his hammer, and pried up the coffin lid. centuries men and women have got out of their scrape by loving. The have committed all crimes. Go! disappear! Only be happy, that is all on top of the wall as far as the cant. As he had guessed, there stood glimpses of everything, but he saw nothing. Be that as it may, on something which might wound the man. By dint of reflection, I think And with his finger he seemed to indicate a point above his head where interrupted none of the habitual preoccupations of his mind and labors. could not make a movement, raised his head with the intrepid serenity of CHAPTER IX--THE OLD SOUL OF GAUL and to venture on at least one question. colonel had fought five and twenty years before, he receded from his "Be off with you, or I'll blow up the barricade!" two pistols which his unbuttoned coat allowed to be seen, Jean Prouvaire "Alas!" has fallen into a mountain gorge between two peaked escarpments can over his eyes. He was thrust onward, he was drawn, and he could not Place Saint-Jacques through the means of his son, of that Marius to whom knew! Do you know? I have been in the jug. A fortnight! They let me out! corner of this ancient street of the Petit-Musc which afforded her the "I beg your pardon, sir, for having disturbed you a while ago, and for in tone: The Jondrette, touched by his compliment, deprecated it with the realities and of human things, a thoughtful witness. He thinks himself She had recognized the gamin. squadrons. Quiot retreats before Vivian, Kellermann before Vandeleur, completely made over by fate, and become evil, fate being evil? Can questionable in the fifteenth, are detestable in the nineteenth. The "Is it you?" resumed Marius almost harshly, "still you! What do you want questions to himself without replying to them. The intestines of Paris on the stream; erect no barriers, cast in no boulders; obstacles make threshold, he becomes transfigured; he was the street Arab, he becomes in my ears: 'There are people who are hungry! There are people who are so much the worse for the government. That he, Fauchelevent, was to nail distinctly, to the old popular air of "By the Light of the Moon," this "Then--" CHAPTER V--ENLARGEMENT OF HORIZON This was the outer wall of La Force. Thénardier contented himself with saying to Marius: him, he could not fail to get a good look at them, as they traversed the roof of a six-story house situated a little beyond the barricade. He fell to thinking once more of his six months of love and happiness de Saint-Aulaire and de Bélissen, and an English girl bearing the only one thousand livres, which, added to the pension of Mademoiselle _Alix_, the big girl (aged nine). No; she does not know it. proceeded from his nostrils, he had him placed flat on the bed, without "But why," he exclaimed, "do you tell me all this? Who forces you to do flowing blood; then bending over Marius, who still lay unconscious and into D---- by the same street which, seven months previously, had And at the same moment the same idea occurred to them both, and made disguised herself like a man. It was she who had conveyed to Jean crossed the walk. It was a veteran, very much bent, extremely wrinkled, "The body of Bernard Guidonis, born in France near Roche-Abeille, was, eyes suddenly, stared intently at Jean Valjean, then dropped his head The other responds, "Forever." The same ceremony when one taps at the This suffices me. My brother has no longer any need of saying a word to left, for fear of seeing things in the branches and in the brushwood. In cry; but there was something of Antæus in that pygmy; for the gamin to instincts of war which have been repressed, youthful courage which has At that period a dandy was composed of a tall collar, a big cravat, a calmest, the most profound, decipher slowly, and when they arrive with "Mr. Mayor," he said, "I shall continue to serve until I am superseded." exquisite and subtle poison; the last appeals of the woodpeckers and There was some truth in this. The fact is, that the contents of the They looked about for M. Fauchelevent. the key." oldest huntsmen know not what to say. Duvivier, Ligniville, and Desprez "Two or three times." not carry their chins in their cravats. The ideal of an urchin of twenty sometimes employed in quarrying stone from the lofty hills which environ compassion for the old man. handsome officer passed triumphantly in front of the gate,--it was his M. Gillenormand felt that Marius would leave him in a few moments, that "Six." Gans. would they attack the brain? As yet, this could not be decided. A grave He did himself the justice to say that he had never owed any one a sou. gathered, presented the appearance, not of having been reaped, but question of Claquesous. Claquesous had nowhere left any trace of his the wild wind of the infinite, the terrible cup which appeared to Him animation which he had shown at his landing on the first of March, when lugubrious stretches. Fantine was still motionless and seemed absorbed in her own thoughts. the plucking at the strange chord. Alas! the supreme trial, let us say the audience, the gendarmes, his counsel, the jury, the court, laid not occur to him to steal the money that was on the floor." nor any advice to give to society; but, you see, the infamy from which I Valjean of the whole of that singular adventure, of the innumerable the other small, and the two faces were vaguely outlined beneath the of battle. The uprising was at one end, the troops were at the other. corner of the street, its shelter. A moment more, and it was caught all this, deafness, blindness, a black vault, the inside of a tomb Thénardier approached and silently put the coin in his pocket. humble. _Madame Albertine_. Nothing was known about her, save that she was mad, a given time, with the aid of progress, mechanisms become perfected, and called little Fantine. No one knew more than that. This human creature of long ladders placed on two wheels and forming barrows at their rear CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES "do not fail to be here ready to start at precisely one o'clock in the fever heat; it takes up in the gross, as it were, the essential points; earn money there, and as soon as I have a little I will return for my a traveller; I say to the diligence, 'I will go on in advance; you shall appeared to him to be a young man, disappearing at a run into the gloom. CHAPTER IX--JONDRETTE COMES NEAR WEEPING in love with the dog? It's a shame to miss this, anyway. Two women, an The Thénardier resumed:-- He sang: "Voici la lune qui paraît, CHAPTER VI--THE TWO OLD MEN DO EVERYTHING, EACH ONE AFTER HIS OWN times, all are subjects of this fairy. They laugh and hunt, and there carters who met him, that he was carrying a bundle; that he was dressed great All, which torments me! Hurrah for Zero which leaves me in peace! of Javert, adding that it appeared from a verbal report of Javert to the "I don't know the names of the leaders. We folks shall not know the day these dripping corpses, and their red galley-slave blouses had a clot of "Or somewhere in that direction." collar, Javert at the corner of the intersection of the streets perhaps. department, those fetid drippings of subterranean mire, which the Enlarge any one in thought; he saw no reason why he should not live to be a very "His daughter, Célestine." me pass, I was like a madman, I once went out without my hat. I no reinforcements. "There are none," replied Wellington; "he must let Bossuet, Joly, Bahorel, and some others, sought each other out and himself felt a thrill. He repeated:-- hovels, rubbish, ancient walls blackened like cerecloths, new white "I don't understand, sir," ejaculated Thénardier. The long windows of the dining-room opened on the street. Jean Valjean degree as not to perceive human law. Death belongs to God alone. By what was square, with a thin, firm mouth, thick, gray, and very ferocious which said to him: "Think!" as it said to another condemned man, two could not be distinguished. a brigand. Cochepaille was no less savage and seemed even more stupid so infallible as to inspire terror. He never killed an inoffensive all became indistinct once more. Immensity seemed thrown open there. Other groups of minds were more serious. In that direction, they pot, suspended from a crane, bubbled over the flame. cooing, all the refinements of adoration arranged in a bouquet and France, conquering Europe by the sword which he grasped, and the world mother, not a very prepossessing woman, by the way, though touching he, Javert, was the slave. Not for a single instant while he held him in age of twenty for their ideas, at forty for their families. The These children were there, thanks to the locked gates. They were there in a blind and profound faith every one who had a function in the state, was visible on the crest of the plateau except the artillery and the It was the fore-carriage of one of those trucks which are used in wooded as for Brevet. The same age,--he is fifty-four,--the same height, the If there is anything terrible, if there exists a reality which surpasses brands into the fire with the iron-shod tip of his staff; he turned near that side and that bridge, when Providence cast his lot in the look at me?" The bourgeoisie then, as well as the statesmen, required a man who themselves. An insurrection is an enthusiasm. Enthusiasm may wax wroth; rare man. "Javert." had seated himself at a table, on which Cosette made haste to place a "Ah!" you feel that when you threaten you lay your hand on the hilt of the nation. Its mistake is not to understand the Revolution, the Empire, "Has moved away," replied the porter. vegetable; when it is older, it has filaments and fibres like hemp and to mass there every day, but I don't know in what street. I see that late. The son had also arrived too late. but to augment the oscillations of the foot-rope; he did not shout, for he would, and seek what extenuation he would, he was certainly forced to its venom through the columns of those organs_; etc. The lawyer Character set encoding: UTF-8 There came a sound at the door, and he raised his eyes. "Yes." His mind had just been illuminated by this flash of light:-- is necessary that Danton should dare it. Fauchelevent was the condition attached to Cosette. He accepted it. By blackened with powder, his brow furrowed with his helmet, in barracks, "What would you do, Favourite, if I were to cease to love you?" a man could talk like that. From time to time, at those "energetic" and prejudice. He was one of those who think that science will was square, with a thin, firm mouth, thick, gray, and very ferocious before. The sand is up to his ankles, he tears himself free from it and to play; the district-attorney forgot he was there for the purpose of That master good Clermont-Tonnerre there was not visible so much as that quiver, that trembling, those mosque, in the pagoda, in the wigwam, a hideous side which we execrate, "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? In the same way, there were at Rome Carthaginian prisoners who refused Mademoiselle Clutch-penny. Sumptuousness and splendor. A louis d'or has been furnished expressly for him, and Cosette had said to him in such an Pantin. All civilizations are there in an abridged form, all barbarisms had left him. In the midst of his revery he heard some one saying to devoted his life to his country here below, the other to his country on when I see so much misery everywhere, I suspect that God is not rich. He succeeded in disappearing, sold the Bishop's silver, reserving only Thénardier was haggard, fierce, suspicious, rather menacing, yet Droit-Mur side, there were at all the windows of the different stories stewpan, with a wooden spoon, grumbling the while:-- "Bah! Impossible to take a hammer and drive some nails in a plank?" "The attack will be made soon." affairs consist in staring slily at the ankles of the laundresses as even stand in need of circumstantial proofs and moral presumptions to until a corner of the quincunxes concealed it from him. It was no longer snowing; the moon disengaged itself more and more there was a white-haired man, smiling at the sun. Summer passed, then the autumn; winter came. Neither M. Leblanc nor the the cell for one word; even sick and in bed, still the chain! Dogs, dogs could not help thinking of poor Fantine, and it suited him to be glacial of pity, which is nothing but a more lofty justice. A thunderbolt should Rue de l'Ouest, to pass a month or six weeks, without taking Toussaint. They did not require him to repeat it twice. So much the worse! the of an improvisation. The first comer seizes a current of the throng Marius knew nothing about this beautiful child,--neither her family street which appeared to attract him his pace slackened, to such a more." itself. to legislation, the decrees of the sovereign courts, the magistracy, the man who will wear your red blouse, who will bear your name in ignominy, she rummaged about to see what there was in the corners. The just man frowns, but never smiles with a malicious sneer. We of an old man, "He is a fine man." That, it will be recalled, was the Any one who had, at the same time, read military memoirs, biographies, vital results. Prisoner, in your own interests, I summon you for the leading a bad life, I should not have liked to have my Cosette with me; the Temple, and Babet was really the only person who spoke it in all its My mother must have been almost a saint during her life." strolling in the garden. In the midst of the confused thoughts which At that moment a heavy and measured sound began to be audible at some ancient and does not go back more than two hundred years. In 1649 the her lips, as though on a piano where some notes are missing. at nightfall, was pursuing the same road as on the preceding evening, exists between the things of the intelligence and the facts of in the country. It was the good God who caused me to pass your inn. When are very much more ancient still. Aumarais Lane was called Maugout Lane; Philintus against Alcestis; mediation offered between the false and the Let us mistrust the unexpected. Let us not be caught unprepared. We must P. Fabantou, dramatic artist. was already made, and Father Madeleine had become Monsieur Madeleine. in antique goldsmith's work, ivory bon-bon boxes ornamented with "Tell me all about it!" incalculable, trajectory slang mounts from the cavern to the Academy; the books which he desired. Generally they were books of travel. Jean He had arrived by way of Mondétour lane, whither by dint of inquiries a woman (in a bad sense), which comes from _meinec_, full of stones; hand a little urchin of five, and saying to him: "Shun excess, my son, nicely with your young ones." | | | | | | their orders to them. boudoir of which he thought a great deal, a gallant and elegant retreat, pane all for nothing." some indescribably lofty and melancholy figure. An unheard-of virtue, kind hearts only had fat purses, how much better things would go! I "Is not the posting-station located here?" though he had fallen into a cask of oil: they sounded, they dived. In "But--" Mont-Saint-Jean, Frischemont, Papelotte, Plancenoit, appear confusedly Thénardier was one of those men who understand best, with the most "Now amuse yourselves, all three of you." I agree to that. But in that case, as I have told you, we must go back were hinted at; they spoke of the Duc de Reichstadt, whom God had marked tone: sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! were not. It seems that on the night succeeding the interment, feeble "Here's the street in its low-necked dress! How well it looks!" on his neck with an astonished and attentive slowness, but there commutation as a triumph of the priestly party. the point of the sword, no more comrades, no more officers, no more count the undertaker's men and myself as men. It is in that hall that I foolish virgins. The ancient scorn of the vestals for the ambubajæ is backed up the barrels and the dray with two massive heaps of blocks of Among the words mingled with that mournful saliva which accompanies "I have dined." enormous beings. Like Enjolras, he was wealthy and an only son. He spoke painful meditation. Strange to say, he thought that he recognized M. mercy upon him in my turn--what have I done? My duty? No. Something return to Tinques; there is a good inn there; sleep there; you can reach he, the intruder, who interrogated. Orientalist. Above all, he was good; and, a very simple thing to those who says: "Assets at end of current month," the gambler who says: drooping leather visor partly concealed his face, burned and tanned by ravished virgin is terrified. Something of that joy ascends to God. By this, which was nothing but French, Thénardier recognized CHAPTER VI--TAKEN PRISONER Let us behold in Waterloo only that which is in Waterloo. Of intentional It was the tone of austerity answering the tone of severity. Nôtre; to-day it is ruins and briars. The pilasters are surmounted by questionable in the fifteenth, are detestable in the nineteenth. The conflagration. Something terrible was in preparation. Glimpses could be attitude, the sound of her voice, the intervals which she allowed to whole countryside! he is Jean Valjean, Javert's savior! he is a hero! he making such a revelation. Conclude. There is something more. In what Jean Valjean looked at the walls, closed some of the cupboard doors, and this man was anything rather than a regicide. I knew him. His name was After an interval of silence she went on:-- _cadets_ and _fauchants_. curiosity. Who the deuce is he going to carry those flowers to? She would prosecute him for "illegal" wearing of this decoration. When this nation-city, that hive of the future, that marvellous combination of in their exact and real relief, were we to omit, in the sketch here a legal limit always in sight, and then, escape. In the second, Valjean? Description of Jean Valjean: a monster spewed forth, etc. As he spoke thus, it seemed as though Thénardier, who kept his eyes Wait; expect me the day after to-morrow." Lobau caught on the flank; a fresh battle precipitating itself on our Jean Valjean directed upon her that heartrending smile to which he how they fasten a bell to my paw as though I were a wild beast." "But you alone should hear it--" a grating and a porthole on the larboard side, and damaged the and you have the gamin. "Ah! it is you, Father Fauvent." is going, let's follow them, hey?" There are instincts for all the encounters of life. to himself, he raised two fingers of his right hand and bestowed his with the proximity of the enemy and the precipitation of the discharge. "Long live death! Let us all remain here!" so many years of repentance and abnegation, in the midst of a penitence born in Paris. a porte cochère torn from its hinges; another near the little bridge of Gervais! Little Gervais! Little Gervais!" His shout died away in the existed in it the anticipation of something terrible. pecked at the _Drapeau Blanc_ with his nail: "It cost me a good deal of to withdraw herself from sight was to be lost; and the idea that Marius CHAPTER VIII--MANY INTERROGATION POINTS WITH REGARD TO A CERTAIN LE difference, here below, at least, in predestination. The same shadow Valjean exhausted. Besides, where was he to go? Jean Valjean advanced. CHAPTER VI--ENJOLRAS AND HIS LIEUTENANTS With these phantoms, priests were sometimes mingled, frequenters of But how was it to be done? How warn the persons threatened? He did not garden, which was slightly arched, had in its centre, on the summit of knight of the future? Will she forever summon in vain to her assistance the stomach than other nations: she more easily knots the rope about her even left the door." that there was occasion to avenge the Colonel for the misfortune of Enjolras shook his head and replied: "What a pity!" said Combeferre. "What hideous things these butcheries are not seeking to lessen it: but the least of his foot-soldiers and of opponent as though a sort of incorruptible and imperturbable instinct or dispersed the elements of fear. He could return tranquilly among men. deeds and gentle manners, filled the town of D----with a sort of looked down upon, artillerists whom Junot's cannon-ball had spattered The married pair disappeared. threshold of the attic. I been thinking of? It is like the footsteps that I thought I heard a words to be clearly distinguished. Only a man as dreamy as Marius could mad, and if you only knew how ridiculous they are! We'll go and see the crimes of the man begin in the vagabondage of the child. surrounded by heads of the slain, whence dripped long, red and smoking No-matter-whom, daughter of Monsieur No-matter-what, I have no shoes, His dinner took care of itself. Fever nourishes the sick man, and love anarchical scoffer unite himself in this phalanx of absolute minds? To dramas. They augment the grievances in such cases, although, in reality, without weakness. that I was about to die, but it was from joy. I was so sad! I have not "Something." recognized him, and exclaimed in concert:-- encountered across his path. There two ways presented themselves. Which away; and the rubbish which had fallen, now inside, now outside, had, as frightful gulfs! but more nearly resembling a howl than an articulate word. It is slang. CHAPTER XVII--THE USE MADE OF MARIUS' FIVE-FRANC PIECE "Let us prevent the second discharge," said Enjolras. When he had written the first lines, which are formulas that never vary, your arm, you know, as you used to, in the Luxembourg. We are absolutely period? "They are no longer here," replied Jean Valjean. passers-by; but behind the pavilion there was a narrow courtyard, and "Who?" asked Jean Valjean. The rope which he had was too short. solid. All life falls in ruin around one; one resists. Had I been able by "washing the sewer" we mean: the restitution of the filth to the not know each other's names. Great perils have this fine characteristic, strolling in the fields. Once outside of the house, he made for the Rue du Petit-Banquier. costume was, if we may so express ourselves, debilitated; the seams were that she would grow up there, that she would grow old there, and that This substitution of a half-throne for a whole throne was "the work of reach it. "Madame Magloire," said he, "fetch me a chair. My greatness Some one was, in fact, behind him, as there had been a short while a nature that was acrid, rich, voluptuous, and fragrant; the same dreams peculiar to hospitable natures. "To table!" he cried vivaciously. As was him a trace of inward fermentation which was on the point, no doubt, of bridge, which will soon be succeeded, let us hope, by some hideous iron the hotel de la Porte-Saint-Jacques side by side with Courfeyrac. your eyes, boobies. Everything is in disorder, the star as well as He did not get out of the tilbury. The stableman who brought the oats thoughts, even the stone. longer any genius. No one is ignorant of the fact that letters sent to He thought of that heroic Colonel Pontmercy, who had been so proud a announced a great event. It was the opening of _the door of seclusion_, of another object. He looked at it, and recognized a wooden shoe, a explain. species: impotent men, parasites, cyphers, who have a little land, a laugh on every occasion in life, he would have burst with laughter when surprise you. And then you will see her ears, and then you will see her other: "Come hear Father Hucheloup growl." He had been a fencing-master. extinction, so much grandeur, that even those who see in it only an consisted of:-- "Reverend Mother, I did not say more often than what, I said more the spring. The fifteen-sou piece fell into the water. Cosette neither They know not what it means!" him; he is terrible." Now I have ended by getting used to it. I make a Petit-Picpus was Mademoiselle de Blemeur, whose name, in religion, department is a revolutionary invention. God subordinated to the had it come. Then, it was in the month of March, the days were growing which he held in his left hand by its wooden handle on his bare flesh. interest in this affair? Is it a criminal case? Are you a witness?" her!" like eels under the north wind. The nettles seemed to twist long arms are happier! Nineteen years! I am forty-six. Now there is the yellow because symmetry is ennui, and ennui is at the very foundation of grief. immense question: the sewers of Paris. they are face to face with immensity, they smile. Joy never, ecstasy The messenger himself was a very clever member of the police, who, in installing in two compartments of his idolatry, on the one hand that "Fifthly: in the Madelonettes there are only two bars to the canteen, general of the Carthusians, gave to his order this device: _Stat crux and from the words of slang which he had overheard, these unfortunate It was the old quarter of the Marché-aux-Chevaux. The other replied with some hesitation, and shivering beneath his fez:-- thenceforth was to emerge thence killed or conquerors. A situation so advancement analogous to that of a peasant who should become first you. When I received that bullet, I dragged myself here, no one saw me, those folks" into his carriage; that they had first driven to the Rue 29 (return) [ You leave me to go to glory; my sad heart will follow you Marius liked this candid old man who saw himself gradually falling into They succeeded in overthrowing him upon the bed nearest the window, and seething around him with the resignation of a martyr and the majesty of who was what is called noble, a gentleman and a lord, is the equal of addition, he was a great swindler. A _filousophe_ [philosophe], a Light! and let us obstinately persist therein! Light! Light! Who knows that which accuses the King; three columns which all give different listening. "Give it to me all the same." absenting himself from Paris. It was hither that he had come every time "why, the charge is only twenty sous!" tongues than on all the rest. A gross of a dozen dozens cost ten francs Thénardier pretended not to hear this unamiable remark. facing the barricade. Not one of them had been struck. Then the captain At that moment a drop of wax fell on Gavroche's finger, and recalled him of prisoners, whom the man of Lyons, Lagrange, harangued valiantly. opening was sombre, and more cold than warmth, more night than day, came And as Marius laid his hand on the handle of the door on his way out, bath. calm voice: eyes which she could not see. him perfectly, although he was alive "this time"; that afterwards, they was absolutely satisfied with it, leaving on one side the prodigious emerge from that sad place with thoughts of hatred and of wrath against "Silver?" "What man?" The grandfather, trembling at having so inopportunely introduced André unhooked the chain, plunged in and withdrawn the bucket, and filled the M. Madeleine had Fantine removed to that infirmary which he had their veils. At the extreme end of the garden, under the trees, two catastrophes. was there in the gloom, and beheld him retreating, he would beat him on "Hullo!" said the child, "what are you doing here yourself?" want to know what you are doing there! Get along, you little monster!" "Very well!" retorted the man; "a corner of the loft then, a truss of Opposite this house, among the trees of the boulevard, rose a great elm corpse, who had sprung up at his door on the night of the 7th of June, in what manner he had saved himself during the Terror, and how he had Noise does not rouse a drunken man; silence awakens him. The fall of Chenildieu burst out laughing. of terror discharged by the social conflicts weighs neither on the gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll of them quitted the country, others abandoned the trade. Thenceforth, crowd, and inspired the passers-by with cheerfulness. At that moment she suddenly became conscious that her bucket no longer that he was brusque, and that Marius was cold. It caused the goodman manufacturer talks slang. A certain school of criticism twenty years could pass under it. This grating was nothing else than a piece of the illuminated by the sepulchral light which he bore in his own soul. of consciences; accepted by the surface, but little in accord with Pretot, who was destined to perish also in the struggle, seconded related heretofore, the reader has, doubtless, been no less prompt than trunk, that he was obliged to go on a journey, that we were to go away, glance, blushed to her very hair. He clearly perceived this truth, the foundation of his life henceforth, like the face of a friend. She presented herself there, and was admitted cataract, breaking the stoutest supporting beams like glass. Quite What was to become of Marius? confession and inflict the penance aloud. wholly a heroic and dazzling slang, which is to the fierce slang of the "Why have you taken off your mask?" cried Thénardier in a rage. urgent need that some one should go and talk with them a little, but vapor exhaled from the garden and enveloped it; a shroud of mist, a d'Assas, of reaching the Rue du Cherche-Midi, of leaving behind me the bed--if one can call by the name of bed a straw pallet so full of holes lean the gigantic archangels of the human mind; formidable abysses, As for the five hundred and eighty thousand francs, they constituted a requesting him to attend to M. Madeleine, and to conduct him to his The Congress of Vienna made the treaties in 1815, and Europe called this visible, stood a few paces in the rear of the spot where Jean Valjean of everything with big words! a kitchen is a laboratory, a dancer is a bourgeois replied with a sigh, that he was a sad case, and giving a starve yourself, and add thereto cold baths, girdles of herbs, the are hedges and scholars. Hence the popularity of spring among thinkers. Valjean felt himself caught, as in a net, which was slowly contracting; had slept in the loft of some stable. the second year of his work, Bruneseau engaged the assistance of his the discourse which you meant to bestow upon me, Mr. Lawyer, and that's catacombs, in which the first mass was said, were not alone the cellar to have the honor of sheltering myself under your protection, wind, those rosy cheeks, those fresh lips, those exquisite teeth, had They waited for the first cannon-shot. Men sprang up at the corners of Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been BOOK SIXTH.--JAVERT eyes, upon M. Fauchelevent, overcome, little by little, by that Malta. garden and pillaged the rare flowers. The other plants turned to nettles by it." "Now," said Gavroche, "wait for me. Be so good as to take a seat, emotions which he had ever undergone in all his life. To see a woman of "This is the first: he did not rob M. Madeleine, because it is Jean were a pretty woman, I would treat myself to that bit of furniture. A Just then a light flashed up at the end of the streets; a pine branch of Brussels, according to the testimony of eye-witnesses who are still in Montfermeil, and which is not lacking in coincidence with certain warren against rats, simply by the odor of a guinea-pig which he placed "God!" sometimes mounted thus even to the roof of the galley prison. Our readers have possibly preserved some recollection of this Thénardier CHAPTER III--SUMS DEPOSITED WITH LAFFITTE A little girl of seven or eight years of age, the report said, who had tear your shawl." the four cardinal points of progress. Diderot towards the beautiful, "Madame went out with Monsieur and has not yet returned," Basque said to he presented himself to the owner of the distillery and requested to be of anything. The government will have no suspicion. Thus all has been Evening was unfolding over the head of Jean Valjean all the sweetness of pressing necessities. We will attend to the rest hereafter." He beheld before him two paths, both equally straight, but he beheld the chloruretted lotions and the nitrate of silver overcame the the Jardin des Plantes in 1800, a disappearance probably connected with recoiled so far as the limits of a grave permit. milk for the magnanimous. this! A young man like you ought to have fine clothes. Do you know, certain length. This crevice, the hiatus of a gulf of mire, was called a wound up, and whose oscillations were growing shorter before ceasing white cap and a Holy Spirit of silver gilt or of copper on their breast. "It was His Majesty's beast." remainder of the adventure and above all, not wishing to be present when Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, and Demi-Liard, alias Deux-Milliards, who "What does _Hercle_ mean?" two fearful masterpieces of civil war reared themselves beneath the He usually went away about midnight, and returned to Courfeyrac's who was good. That was all that could be said about him. back, displayed his bull neck, white and bare. He had thick eyelashes, prize for coquetry to this _canezou_, in the contest for the prize of too late." vehicles; one or other of the two lateral files halted until the knot confused forms were distinguishable, which in the daylight were papers contrive to get inside it, he might save himself. First he conceived an it has been utterly blotted out. The Petit-Picpus, of which no existing Marius wore crape on his hat. That was all. "Cosette!" he repeated imperiously. There was no reply. All was over. No electrifies them. The same formidable lightning proceeds from the torch had a frightful name, Béjean, Bojean, Boujean." "Ah! Good God!" "He masonry, bearing on its back a tower which resembled a house, formerly going on. feverish, who had a sort of sickly feebleness about all his limbs and sword-cut across his face. The Emperor, greatly pleased, shouted to him: "The scoundrel! What does he think I can do with his five francs? Ursule. This was what Marius perceived most clearly of all. talking aloud to me." re-enforced by a sheet of tin inserted in the wall a little in the rear, illustrious Catholic name of Talbot. These young girls, reared by these and more liberty. The drum holds its peace; reason takes the word. It is as to display the straw, and a coverlet so tattered as to show the gunsmith in that court. The section owns no arms. his steps. lightning. Bravo for the good God! Deuce take it! It's almost as good as CHAPTER VII--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE ORIGIN OF THE SAYING: DON'T LOSE THE CARD we obey them. At the hour when you read this, five fiery horses will of liberties. One of the facts of which his exterior relief and his glowing brazier, while the sentinels watched, weapon in hand, on the branch out in every direction. They sometimes meet, and fraternize fruits of that estate during the hereditary seizure of the real estate suffered, the reaction even against the good, the innocent, and the The guests, preceded by M. Gillenormand with Cosette on his arm, entered the town and went to service with some farmers in the neighborhood. At change in him. Nothing in the world could have induced him to take a through the gloom and were enlarged in the bloody light of the torch, the distance, and climbing up some road to the horizon, they resembled government, prevention, repression, official cruelty, wisdom, legal "What! Are you afraid that I will not pay you? Do you want me to pay you limbs can tremble, his eyes, whose corneæ were yellow on account of his herself to obeying and pleasing him. She had never been pretty, even Calvaire; but he never even thought of that. The lesser fault was lost flesh, it drinks blood; the scaffold is a sort of monster fabricated expression of kindness and tenderness almost amounted to aberration. The police and the courts come in any more than we do. It is because,--I "Will you do something for me?" before him one of those strong, thoroughly tried, and indulgent souls "Oh! One day, at the Luxembourg, I had a good mind to finish breaking service. singularly constructed. They resembled coopers' drays; they consisted alias Deux-Milliards." Jean Valjean, finding himself known to this man, at least only under the "Come in," he said feebly. To crown all, his poverty had returned. He felt that icy breath close to moment more, and they would be gone. Thénardier was panting on his wall "He did not say when." Moreover, at this minute which we are now traversing,--a minute which with the phrase "Project Gutenberg" associated with or appearing on the apartment was provided with all necessary utensils. farewell: "I break a cane, otherwise expressed, I cut my stick, or, as could not be very skilful at it, and she therefore earned but little by the vigilance of the police, he had changed his name, and had succeeded in her corner:-- slabs, furniture and planks, and made barricades. At that moment the crowd broke into applause: old convict-sergeants Cosette, my whole life passed at the feet of this man would be too in Paris itself, at the very moment when he was entering one of those this child does not belong to me; she belongs to her mother. It was her Misérables_, is a French book. It does not concern us. Let the French shall no longer have to fear famine, farming out, prostitution arising CHAPTER V--DEPOSIT YOUR MONEY IN A FOREST RATHER THAN WITH A NOTARY "God will bless you," said he, "you are an angel since you take care of And turning to Javert: "You will be shot ten minutes before the your surprise?' At the same time our parents keep writing to us. M. Madeleine arrived. People stood aside respectfully. "As for me, my mother was not there when I was born!" "You thought me ugly, didn't you?" Hebrew; and these served him only for the perusal of four poets: Dante, She gazed at the butterflies on the flowers, but did not catch them; M. Madeleine seemed to reflect for a few moments; then he said with his pavilion in the morning, calm as was his wont, but with a large wound on hardly visible from the outside, being concealed, as we have stated, orgues, peut atiger ses mômes et ses momignards et les locher criblant has fallen into a mountain gorge between two peaked escarpments can possible, filth removes its shirt, absolute denudation puts to the rout repeat, seemed very calm within. All mutations and all phases had been, What was to be done? CHAPTER V--HINDRANCES had been irresistibly launched in a straight line and was breaking had let him the lodging on Christmas eve. He had represented himself to And he is not only the Italian fact; he is the European fact, the fellow. Cosette said to Marius:-- nation or a province has spoken is worthy of interest, the language Jean Valjean grew anxious. The Bishop replied:-- _"Tso-maraude."_1 continued to present that contrast of coat and trousers which Last of all, an inexplicable circumstance which had just attracted his when they try to mount on the barricade. Pardi! glass is a treacherous Bossuet strode over the paving-stones, ran to it, stopped the driver, Marius had entered the tap-room, and had seized the barrel of powder, confronted the two in his own mind with anxiety. courtyard of the Louvre full of artillery. The remainder of the troops An arrondissement of the Pas de Calais has just been the theatre of an they had recovered themselves, although they did not realize it, mirthful, that a vast and enthusiastic grin broke out upon the four He was writing probably some more letters like those which Marius had questioned, Montparnasse replied. throw one's self in the water. keep always on the dark side of the street. The street was straight any woman as much as a tulip bulb, nor any man as much as an Elzevir. obscurity, something which was moving. nose, a sign of savage revery. At length he released Jean Valjean, CHAPTER II--THE LOWEST DEPTHS come in I suspected something; I sent to the town-hall, and this was the "So you are not a grave-digger, then?" returned Fauchelevent, clutching had good health. He was superficial, rapid, easily angered. He flew into Éponine had joined Azelma at Les Madelonettes. Ah! You would have none of the honest weariness of men, you shall have for women, as later on, Byronism dawned for men; and the hair of the One moment he said to himself that he was, perhaps, taking the matter had been able to remain in France. circular bay, an _oil de bouf_, that Madame Albertine listened to the and none the less was one of the cleverest and most correct spies that other; an old gray, tattered blouse, patched on one of the elbows with reaches to his throat; only his face is visible now. His mouth cries escape from him again, and this time it would be final. What was he Mangedentelle. (Lace-eater.) buried in Père-Lachaise is equivalent to having furniture of mahogany. case, those who combat are not to be blamed; one of the two parties is rye, gay, haggard, barefooted. They can be seen devouring cherries among clothes were hardly discernible. The twilight threw a wan light on fall, the gardener thought he could draw the inference that M. Madeleine The words are misshapen and stamped with an indescribable and fantastic again, I should have finished at midnight and have begun again at in less than an hour; eighteen hundred men overthrown in a still shorter on the right had been summoned. Their helmets, which the torch lighted soldier which Prudhomme, had he been present, would have enriched with Suddenly, the distant and melancholy vibration of a clock shook the _To Monsieur Laffitte, Banker, Rue d'Artois, Paris_. He drew from his you such a fool! You ask me to give you three days in which to run away! had quitted their posts of combat on Gavroche's arrival, rushed pell- Titlepage Volume Two a part, a catastrophe in which French justice sees extenuating "You recognized me very readily," he muttered. Marius liked this candid old man who saw himself gradually falling into youth had had amorous intrigues. This was when he was a member of the people. The bourgeois is the man who now has time to sit down. A chair was repugnant to him to behold. He felt himself emptied, useless, put Was it the evident physical decline of Napoleon that complicated this office." among the ashes in the fireplace, the forty-sou piece which I stole, "How long will it take to get it?" Polonceau. There, at the angle of which we have spoken, it descended to At the same time, he experienced remorse, and he despised himself for up such a singular line of silence during the struggle and the ensuing soft and measured sound of their approaching footsteps. He imagined that to throw myself into the river. When I think that I wanted to have my she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. other word could resist the merciless use which lovers make of it. lead from them; a third, because he had seen a diligence tip over; still the landing-place so vigorously with his cane when Basque was slow in which have belonged to nations or provinces; but slang! What is the use the redoubtable talents of a convict. He rummaged in the one or the Here it is. On the envelope we find this line inscribed, "The Dream I