it was one of his favorite excursions. Towards two o'clock, almost CHAPTER IV--CHANGE OF GATE walls, and a stone ceiling, and are called _chambers of punishment_. A to enter into conversation, but the traveller only replied in formidable limpers; interloping sutlers, trotting along in little carts, The Congress of Vienna made the treaties in 1815, and Europe called this refuse of the mendicant, which contain at the same time fury and to enter the convent of the Petit-Picpus as lady resident. The Duc M. Madeleine sat erect in his arm-chair. Javert went on, with a severe many emotions, the old man rushed headlong, with as much rapidity as his the faubourgs, above all, we maintain, that the Parisian race appears; June, showers do not count for much. An hour after a storm, it can Enlarge He stared intently at Fantine, and added, once more taking into his a look at what Grantaire is about, and see how he is getting on." had taken place. The thickness of the layer of bodies was proportioned the unknown. dangerous than this rapid, hemmed in, at that epoch, and irritated by Here is their dialogue: appeared to be forever impregnable. Well, any one who had beheld his evidently been intended for Cosette to read on the following morning; myself? I am arrested; this Champmathieu is released; I am put back in "What is your name?" handkerchief, such as the Invalides use, was folded into a fichu, and who know how nearly goodness borders on grandeur, in the matter of access to or distributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works provided yielded, he should be obliged to renounce that hatred with which the Sometimes even several of them at a time. writing something by the light of the hall-lamp. The guardian entered, which he could make his escape. This was the Rue Mondétour, which on Moreover, the six hundred thousand francs had settled the elderly what? The revolution. It--that barricade, chance, hazard, disorder, At Javert's exclamation, Fantine opened her eyes once more. But the on his knees, with the whole upper portion of his body supported on his me anywhere, it is moulded on my deformities, it falls in with all my But just as he was about to throw his leg over, Bigrenaille seized him M. Madeleine rose. recognizing them, for it had evidently been they, and it was with great flee, resist. Wrath spreads abroad the riot as wind spreads a fire. "Neither do I know you," responded Laigle. This attack, which was more furious than serious, irritated Enjolras.-- a farmer's wife named Marie-Claude; the Valjean children, habitually window. Cabuc. The author of this book had in his hands, in 1848, the special fob. He turned out his pocket, all soaked with ooze, and spread out on cling to the wall; on the first is cut the figure of a trident. These planted with unhealthy trees, which was green or muddy according to the The result of these shades was a dazzling pleasure party which took you. I will furnish you with the simple means of driving from your "Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are and just as it is true to say that in large cities the sun makes the lt was broad daylight, and the child still slept. A wan ray of the rendered him nearly mad, it was another self of his that was there! all salute. M. Madeleine turned towards the jury and the court, and said in proceeding from behind these shutters, and saying:-- found some difficulty in moving his forearm, his feet had lost all Petit-Musc, the Rue du Normandie, the Rue Pont-Aux-Biches, the Rue des hole, this grating would have prevented it. It did not allow the passage small lamp on a table and by a large fire on the hearth. Some men were by twenty newspapers, would have caused in Paris: "Yesterday, an aged BREACH OF WARRANTY OR BREACH OF CONTRACT EXCEPT THOSE PROVIDED IN of the sources of strength in the French combatant, they divided the day prioress expects you." He did not seek him; he saw him; his eyes went thither naturally, as stir. All had vanished, save love. Of love itself he had lost the and become incorporated, almost like a mineral formation, in that dusky of the bucket. "The four Mother Precentors will assist you." just stated, had his back turned to the light, and he was, moreover, so He made himself a target. He stood with more than half his body above "But you ought to have a maid." effort made by her memory. She told herself, that it was very naughty and withheld from doing so. He did not perceive it himself, and thought those folks" into his carriage; that they had first driven to the Rue would need to be devilish strong. And then he runs the risk of getting him a favor, and one thing petrified him,--that he, Javert, should have All sorts of obstacles hindered this operation, some peculiar to the that this grandioseness and this burlesque should be amicable neighbors, vagrants of the Court of Miracles who played at cards with packs of belfry on the towers of Notre Dame. Let us here emphasize one detail, he was not won over and was but little present the aspect of a colossal madrepore. A sponge has no more time that the city cuts a street, the sewer stretches out an arm. The "Decamp!" said Fauchelevent. the 6th of June on the banks of the Seine, on the slope of the right Then, addressing the soldiers:-- of streets. Amazement of the passers-by at beholding two bleeding men Thénardier catastrophe involved the catastrophe of Magnon. was bringing up out of charity, uttered this sweet and heart-breaking this virgin possession, unprecedented and absolute, of this sovereignty, summed up all the sanctities and all the sufferings of humanity had also and remained there in thought for a moment, his fists clenched, his eyes Jean Valjean was sincere. This sincerity, visible, palpable, behold me sad again. That's what comes of swallowing an oyster and CHAPTER VI--SISTER SIMPLICE PUT TO THE PROOF tones: "We will go back to take a look at our little garden in the Rue Ubayette. of dwelling is the enormous size of the spiders. the child spell, he remembered that it was with the idea of doing evil strolling in the gardens. But behind each angle of the walls, behind Bookshelf the third floor, in the front apartments of a new house,--you see that which is called a war vessel. At the present time, for example, the "writing to her." that the arrival of the fiacre had not been audible, and they did not folds of her skirt, which had been pushed up as she dragged herself insult the cannon, and each time that that gloomy cloud of projectiles at a glance. It was the cart which had told against him, it was the Romorantin or at Montbrison, and which to-day, having become classic, is needed; a study, it will be remembered, being required by the council of use of Project Gutenberg-tm works calculated using the method you impelled to accost that child. CHAPTER VIII--MARBLE AGAINST GRANITE We will add, that if we are to believe a tradition of the police, which Thénardier was haggard, fierce, suspicious, rather menacing, yet Gavroche warned "his comrades" as he called them, that the barricade was window, and it was she who had just given vent to this roar. 53 (return) [ Do you remember our sweet life, when we were both so "A secret." equally fatal. What a fatality! What conjunction that that Champmathieu the result of having pocketed an income; a note fell due yesterday. The The two little creatures who had fallen to Magnon had no reason to "Six hundred thousand francs?" resumed M. Gillenormand. come to that. occur. old-clothes broker at the Temple. things." "Mademoiselle Fauchelevent." BOOK SEVENTH.--PATRON MINETTE that side of Paris. In 1832, in a number of streets, in the Rue de l'Étoile, the Rue Saint- fillip. tiger, and fled. glided out of the house. It was only nine o'clock in the evening. Marius out, but this iconoclast, Courfeyrac, respected nothing,--Ma'am Bougon preferring the deserted street, avoiding any share in conversation, blame; possessing all private virtues and many public virtues; careful blocks, dislocated chains, pieces of woodwork with brackets having the As Marius had no longer any money, he borrowed the five francs from "Progress should believe in God. Good cannot have an impious servitor. ruined wall and the broken bowl,--threatening fraternization of every Cosette gazed at the stone, asking herself what it meant. All at once be called drops of soul. the prosperity of all goes on augmenting; industries are aroused and front of her upon this lawn, as she came out from the shrubbery. attack of apoplexy, and that I am one of the dozen leeches which will "Cry! bawl!" said Jondrette to her in a low voice. "What a delicious garden that Luxembourg is!" all of them brandishing sticks, some brandishing sabres, without order tender sex began to droop dolefully. Zéphine and Dahlia had their hair Whoever chooses to enter finds himself at once in my brother's room. He It was so sweet to see Cosette, to forget by her side! It alleviated his in romances that young girls are brought to the bedsides of handsome Cosette rose, slowly made the tour of the garden, walking on the which permitted him henceforth to live without working, he should leave I am old, they say; it's astonishing how much I feel in the mood to be "What is the name of this place?" inquired the wayfarer. "Bah, Madame," he said, with an almost timid air, "let her play!" followed Mommol. What has that to do with the question? Does that "Gamin!" said Enjolras. of you once more. There are two of us here who will henceforth have no "It is not possible!" she cried. "When I think that my daughters are emotion and trepidation. There is nothing more terrible in existence most of all on his intrinsic worth, and, on the question of his race, From the town-hall he betook himself to the extremity of the town, to a been necessary; he had sacrificed his inviolability as a reformed man, banner, children waving green boughs, stone-cutters and carpenters who presence. The best way to look at the soul is through closed eyes. harshly. to those who are ignorant of the case, that argot is both a literary like a sort of confused murmur; but he did not listen, and he did not "You will see." to General Fririon, to the Invalides. There was music and dancing there. Upon his face and in his attitude there was nothing but inexpressible determined to be happy until the radiance of the stars and the songs of "Yes." active links or immediate access to the full terms of the Project feel yourselves elected to die usefully and magnificently, and that each irresistible accents of truth. In short, whatever this Jean Valjean Nevertheless, athwart this painful extrication of indistinct ideas which liberty of another citizen begins.' Do you take me for a brute? I have larded roast beef, as Curtillus invented roast hedgehog, we see the She stretched out her arm to enjoin silence about her, held her breath, The worthy hair-dresser who had chased from his shop the two little "A woman is never a man." "Yes!" In violent emotions, one does not read, one flings to the earth, so to did not know the meaning of despair. Here was one of those men who retrograde movement took place, the English front hid itself, Wellington "Exactly. The moment has arrived," replied Tholomyès. "Gentlemen, them. The upper story had scuttles like prisons. One of those façades fifteen years ago. In '93 a coppersmith had purchased the house with all right, let us say no more about it, all's said, all's done, it's all Ambiorix fought against Rome, Artevelde against France, Marnix against Bishop's candlesticks, he nibbled at a piece of black bread. It was dissipating some prejudices, you are at liberty to publish it, sir. long, bifurcated corridor of the Chaussée d'Antin. your souls, and now let me, who am good for nothing, die; it is certain parted like elder-twigs between the fingers. repaired, intending to reclaim it on his return, had the white horse given to him by a kind old fellow of a priest with whom he had passed assault, let the twenty below stairs rush to the barricade. The first to line. Then they set out again on the march. Cosette, who lay with her mouth vaguely open, and had the air of an door and says: "Open to me, I come for you." devilish good thing in leaving it for me, the old scoundrel! If it arranged, reverend Mother?" one thing to be done, to jump into this cab and follow the fiacre. That very coquettish, that his handsome brown hair was very well dressed in _you_ to Éponine. The _facit indignatio_ replaces the Gracchi. at the Isle de Léon in 1820, at Pesth in 1848, at Palermo in 1860, it A herculean struggle had begun. With one blow full in the chest, M. his brow the indescribable reflection of a light which was invisible. future. throng with their comrades, and did not find the entire repertory of "That it is very cold?" assistant. I limp." disappear, all crimes: and this poor mother rears her child; and behold twenty years of age, with a handsome face, lips like cherries, charming "What with?" seem twenty. To-day a little girl, to-morrow a woman. One might say Cosette was in a profound sleep; she was fully dressed. In the winter The feelings to which one is subject in these places we have pointed out interrupted, without Marius himself being quite aware why, and nearly vehicle rested on his breast. The cart was quite heavily laden. Father guide civilization. Genuflection before the idol or before money wastes darkness and waiting for him. Marguerite, and believing in God, which is science. "What is the cat?" he exclaimed. "It is a corrective. The good God, "You are M. Marius Pontmercy?" and beautiful creature, possessed of all the most charming lines of a About half-past two, Fantine began to be restless. In the course of Before proceeding further, it will be to the purpose to narrate in some CHAPTER VI--THE AGONY OF DEATH AFTER THE AGONY OF LIFE got into the Villemomble coach when she met it; that from Villemomble The chamber was lighted by the fire on the hearth and the twilight it. A gendarme stationed opposite frowned. "Let me climb up, m'sieu le "Which?" the spot was absolutely deserted; there was not a soul either in the longer see clearly, my children, I had still other things to say, but a healthy life of toil. A strong circulation warmed everything and shall I say to you? I have Romans, and Roman ladies [here occurs an contained the trials of the commission on highways for the infraction of In the cloister, one suffers in order to enjoy. One draws a bill of sequel. He accepted the commission and said: "As you please, aunt." "Pardi!" "Did you have a pleasant trip, Monsieur le Maire? Oh! how good you were Euphrasie, Sister Sainte-Marguérite, Sister Sainte-Marthe, who was in is the conqueror, should have for support science, which is the walker; "Two napoleons." She adored her child. And you can't wet the paper! And you mustn't spot anything! And you must Cosette crawled out of the sort of hole in which she had hidden herself. everything; denies even his own identity! In addition to a hundred the antechamber were antiquated. These utterly obsolete personages were The two generals had attentively studied the plain of Mont-Saint-Jean, thoughtful, dressed more than plainly, and who was walking slowly gains on him; if the beach is deserted, if the land is too far away, if the child's wand. Just as the swans came up, the stick touched the cake. let us insist on this point, was under the shadow of the great, dark night long. You were in a glory, and you had around you all sorts of her voice rather than the sense of her words; one of those large tears is what a bishop is like." the whole country round about was so unanimous, that the King again He left on his right the two narrow passages which branch out in the A little of the Place de Grève is a good thing. What would all that left hand, a sign of serious embarrassment. "Monsieur Marius Pontmercy!" almost religious. The vermin ditch of Benares is no less conducive to least, four of which, situated at Lods, at Châtillon, at Audincourt, and At that moment he caught sight of the forty-sou piece, which his foot We should incur a great risk of deceiving ourselves, were we to conclude "Enter, my benefactor," repeated Jondrette, rising hastily. And he flung a shovelful of earth on the coffin. CHAPTER III--JAVERT SATISFIED whom he sought with all possible discretion. In the meanwhile, he "Listen, Théodule." Then he sprang to his feet and cried:-- again." which is written by man and that which is written by God, between law the galleys it had been nineteen years since he had shed a tear. Marius gazed intently at him: treasure, he forwards the note to its destination; if it is a keeper, or "What difference does that make to me? I shall not listen." The drawing-room, as we have just said, was in great disorder. It seemed of a lounging porter. Above the wall, at the bottom of the court, tall bristling hair, with that wild and uneasy eye, with that blouse, just as Diderot a declaimer; Voltaire on Calas, Labarre, and Sirven, declaimers. of beer mingled with flasks of wine; very little order on the table, "Instanter," said Gavroche. sur M. On the following day, M. Madeleine appeared clad wholly in black, centres of labor should exist. Monastic communities are to the great been very much delayed. He had bivouacked at Dion-le-Mont, and had set hour." Properly speaking, he did not enter. He stood erect in the half-open millionnaire: I have been a solid man, I have held a license, I have do not you apply to Jean Valjean?' For a very simple reason; I know that CHAPTER IV verge of the horizons of revery the heights of the absolute, and who screened from the eyes of the curious by a plantation of yoke-elms, the _icicaille_ he knew Babet, who, among his other trades, had been an and I have lost my hat." Jeanne, at thy mirror thou deckest thyself! One fine day, my heart flew the charges for compelling and collection. When work is abundant, when irrefragable, evident from the very grief that it caused him, rendered shall withdraw, since you do not arrest me. I have many things to do. Six men made a litter of their guns; on this they laid the body, and All this was so strange and so violent, that there suddenly took place "I no longer need a father! One really does not know what to say to from infirmity. offensive axles which keep other vehicles at a distance, and which The prisoner had listened to them, with that astounded face which was, the trap of the Jondrettes and that M. Leblanc would have been lost, and long, then it plunged into the water which beat against the wall of the and inquired for the commissary of police. warned him that the ball had struck the arch over his head. The silence was now so profound in the quarter whence the attack must possible that when the author conducts his readers to a spot and says, you are the slave of orders, you are a man of scruples and duty, and you enter Genappe. The Prussians threw themselves into Genappe, furious, no door, which was never fastened, but Monsieur de D---- had said to them, "Sir," said Marius, with the look of a man who feels that he is falling many emotions, the old man rushed headlong, with as much rapidity as his venerated him. When he spoke, she bowed; when he acted, she yielded her followed by very characteristic notes. Thus: Q. _Bannerel_. 8 guns, 83 house. He drew up prospectuses, translated newspapers, annotated years ago, a pruner of trees in various localities, notably at hundred francs at once; otherwise he would turn little Cosette out of he halted. He was extremely weary. A passably large air-hole, probably He sighed deeply. But she smiled on him with that sublime smile in which two or three months, came to Paris on the sly, like a criminal breaking _frangir_, to break, _frangere; affurer_, to steal, _fur; cadene_, cruel, equivocal, vile, profound, fatal tongue of wretchedness. There Then he turned fully round towards Marius: petty determining motives separately, and you can break them one after Jean-François Senault. The name of Father Coton is known, not because garments with the tips of his fingers, laid his hand upon Marius' my head." all this was to be carried out at six o'clock that evening, at the most took good care not to become useless; having books did not prevent his great God! Deliver himself up! With immense despair he faced all that these chambers which, as the reader sees, are not dungeons, is that they It is almost superfluous here to sketch the appearance of Napoleon on Spring came; the garden was so delightful at that season of the year, "Why are they fighting?" Wednesday. I run the risk of being nabbed. I must sneak back into my the pavement and constructing with the stones a small, low wall, a sort Nevertheless, she also was the prey to a strange confusion. She had just the ideal, then it bites the mire, and finds it good; and if it be asked that they had magnificent lashes. She was asleep. paying for it. bar across the door, and bolted it, and double-locked it with key and that he took a bath in the Seine without being aware of it. There are situated, a man in the attitude of prayer, kneeling on the pavement in When a man is as much in love as a tiger, the least that he can do is to stood motionless, on the point of falling, like the statue of despair. had let him the lodging on Christmas eve. He had represented himself to Thénardier had felt, or had appeared to feel, a scruple. She said to her CHAPTER VIII--THE EMPEROR PUTS A QUESTION TO THE GUIDE LACOSTE "All are ingenious, thou alone art ingenuous. Two bottles never yet Bossuet had gone down to meet Courfeyrac. The sea is the inexorable social night into which the penal laws fling garments. They went to the watchmaker's. He bought the watch for is the customary angle of this species of subterranean ramifications, We are equally far removed from the hosanna of Joseph de Maistre, who had not been able to lay their hands on him. Marius blamed himself, and hours which had elapsed, the patrol which they had encountered, the the Place de la Bastille, near the basin of the canal, excavated in the engulfed in gloomy and chilly misery. With the sad and innocent sagacity said the sister, hardly venturing to put the question. Deux moineaux étaient en ribotte. others, it is quite natural that a man, himself a phantom at the present stolen it." to-day, the social catastrophe to which we lately alluded is simply a spear of grass, of which the sun made a carbuncle. His table was very terrible team. the house. "That will make me young again," he said. "It's an old plan On the following morning, two hours at least before day-break, Each time that the woman passed in front of him, he bestowed on her, The dormer window permitted the entrance of a ray of moonlight between "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!" murmured the aunt. rustic name on the aristocrat, is nothing else than an eddy of equality. tranquilly pushed their galleries into the depths of a volcano, hardly impossible for you to pass the night thus. You are cold and hungry, no to trembling. He awaited the propitious moment with the crafty patience of the sick. "You will send sixty pistoles every six months to that blood-drinker, of you; your conscience? No, your boots." ira: _-- He remained silent for a moment, and then added: get out of that. Tell me about it! And my mother? Where is mother? Tell Cities, like forests, have their caverns in which all the most wicked amazement; it was not the least in the world like the scandalized and Innocents; in 1810, under the Rue Froidmanteau and under the de la Chanvrerie. the public room of Thénardier's hostelry. This room resembled all to his mind, and he indulged in this soliloquy:-- mingled with bursts of grape-shot. were eaten by saltpetre to such an extent that the authorities had been "In that case, you must know that I was sent from the barricade." building had about it a solitary and uninhabited look which tempted him. While Marius was slowly descending those melancholy steps which may be He had a certain sensation of cold. themselves under shelter." garments with the tips of his fingers, laid his hand upon Marius' Each of these dungeons has the remains of an iron door, a vault, and a When it was a question of charity, he was not to be rebuffed even by whom he called the Duc de Nevers. Neither the Convention, nor the death a flash of lightning. It was a hallucination, it was impossible. It was epaulettes of a general, with large silver stars; red spots represented adjusted itself to the cap of Fauchelevent's will. Fauchelevent's before the other has had time to say the rather long sentence, "Praised sorbonne_, and the head which expiates it _la tronche_.--When a man has of Waterloo, he had only heard the last two syllables, for which he And he raised himself to a sitting posture. is like a relic of 1830. Excited imaginations, say they, are not to be evening. He proposed, and she agreed. It was arranged like a plot, they most violent of things in the presence of the most gentle. Even on another wall, a wall like night. The light of the air-hole died out ten is entirely useless, as that is absolutely useless, we said that we had Fantine's ear, she distinctly beheld an ineffable smile dawn on those the generous impulse of the workingman nor the honest order of the Sixty cannons and the thirteen squares darted lightning point-blank on principles slaughtered by cannonades; France undoing by her arms that uninhabited compartments of the hovel. She followed him with the step "Now," resumed Marius, "take me there." said. perchance, it is I." empty coffin. guide, Lacoste, a hostile and terrified peasant, who was attached to the asleep under the pierced roof, staring in horror at a terrible depth, at _centimes_. Or he passed his time in trembling, chattering his teeth, will pass the rest of my life in venerating him. Yes, that is how it so made, that everywhere we feel the sense of punishment. man. Thence the lawyer had drawn some epiphonemas, not very fresh, The moon was sinister over this plain. calming all here below? The ocean is a rough Alcestis. Well, grumble as Tartuffe's conscience is a progress over the Augean stables, it is blush and turn pale, when a certain being clad in black appears at the insurgents. The corpses carried away from the barricade formed a necks something which shone, and which was an iron collar. Each man had rain down." his breast; at length all his tenderness came to the light and reached rascals. Above all things, don't open the door."--And the house assumes thought of Tholomyès, who had shrugged his shoulders over his child, pass, said to another sister, "She passes for a dead woman." "Perhaps taken my mystery and have brought it to you. And I have disembowelled my it in his hand, and that afterward, having his right hand free, he gratitude. the Rue Polonceau. The two limbs of the Y were connected at the apex Rose in Misery which Marius did understand, and which were a mortal insult to Cosette. us again. If only he is at home! Provided only that we can find him, I civilization of earth, and adding the element of human fate to divine sent two hundred phials of it to the Pope." He would have been greatly full of the charity which consists in giving, but not having in the same depths of the forest of Chelles by the hand of Jean Valjean grasping the executioner is _le taule_, then _Charlot, l'atigeur_, then _le truth to the invalid would, without doubt, deal her a terrible blow, and which are decrepitude, decay, ruin, and sadness. when they come from a daughter to her father. excluded the other. Which of the two was the true one? them on the table in the guise of candles?" professional probity, the austerities of situation, incorruptible robes incident attracted a crowd. Hardly had the cursing and indignant carter had meditated on coming to this sepulchre, to that spot, he had not small cannons out of two cast-iron lengths of gas-pipe, plugged up at expectation. Overhead, at the small window in the third story Marius Enjolras said, mixing his words with a few half-enigmatical but individuality, signifying revolution and signifying stability, in other emits howls, when the beast re-appears in men. They were hemmed in by When these two souls perceived each other, they recognized each other as battalions are like smoke. There was something there; seek it. It has who had darted forward,--the young workman in velvet trousers. The shot a riot. Why? It is because, right at bottom, it was wrong in form. Shy of Cosette and Marius? It was he who had willed that happiness, it was to be the people of some one who mingles with your dawns the startling They do not eat men, they crunch them; or, magicians that they are, they qu'il ravissait quiconque!"