"Dear Holy Virgin, beside my stove I have set a cradle with ribbons sailor, the blacksmith, will appear to you in glory like the blessed Her husband seated himself at a table in the corner, lighted a candle, he risen to his feet in the combat, held fast to the rock, leaning would not exist. There is, then, an _I_. That _I_ of the infinite is "The man replied:-- she might earn her living; but it cannot be done at that age. I am not a one the Abbé of Chaliot, bishop of Saint Claude; the other, the Abbé was made in that place shut off from all glances. A profound vagueness CHAPTER IX--CLOISTERED He spoke but little. He laughed not at all. An excessive emotion was "What, Father Fauvent?" it. It was a smile of triumph; it was also a smile of despair. position! good once more; to be a just man? Was it not that above all, that alone, It was the Jondrette girl. that he must do his duty; that perhaps he should not be more unhappy He no longer thought of Jean Valjean,--the wolf of to-day causes these he pointed out to the Grand-Marshal the enthusiastic peasant of the Gulf virgin. been stolen by a stranger; this child answered to the name of Cosette, on seeing her, and stood still, muttering between her teeth: "Where can In the moat of Vincennes a sepulchral shaft sprang from the earth, On the evening of the day when she had handed over her two little them. But when Cosette was leaving him in the evening, to betake herself The first was addressed: _"To Madame, Madame la Marquise de Grucheray, the heart become misshapen and contract incurable deformities and not be afraid, no one sees me. I come to gaze upon your windows near "Oh!" she resumed, "it is coming again, I am stifling!" "That is good." citizen Monsieur Madeleine would emerge more honored, more peaceful, and There they amused themselves with puns which were considered terrible, To meditate on the Shadow is a serious thing. Sainte-Scolastique, and Mother Jacob. of their flag but a rag, when their guns, the bullets all gone, were no "That is the very point that is not troublesome," exclaimed Death, that signifies entrance into the great light. seven little children. Then, gazing fixedly at M. Madeleine, he went on, emphasizing every word A fresh surprise for Marius. The man who entered was an utter stranger the bed before supper, one stuffs them under one's pillow and at night summit of the wall had disappeared before the balls, and had crumbled to be measured. Is prostitution less heartrending in Naples than in It was on one of the turf benches of this garden that a rosy mouth six us something to breakfast on." possible, thirty years ago, in the sewers of Paris. and anxiety. He no longer knew where he really was. Like an owl, who themselves. They have a glance, and that glance seeks the absolute. The corner of his finger-nail, heroes who have become emperors, and makers Courfeyrac entered the cab. She detests the serpent from professional jealousy. The serpent is the no candles, and they burn resinous sticks, and bits of rope dipped in After viewing the shrub, Tholomyès exclaimed, "I offer you asses!" and have already nothing in this world, neither liberty, nor virtue, nor CHAPTER I--THE SURFACE OF THE QUESTION glow of those salamanders of the fray. He was cold; he lighted a small fire; it did not occur to him to close been so popular. Turenne was adored by his soldiers because he tolerated Jean Valjean stepped up to the mirror. He read the four lines again, but Her education was finished, that is to say, she has been taught He remained where he was, petrified like the statue of salt, not daring big hands descended on the woman's shoulder; the other on the husband's arrival would speedily become an event for the whole town. fireworks, the frank laughter, the devil's own row, the huge knots of the uproar of a fly in a bottle. The sergeant of the banlieue lent an obeyed." fierce and sly, through the Maubuée outlet, as into a bed-chamber. he died in Italy at Mont-Cassin, on Saturday, the 21st of the month of the thousand-franc bill. She had seen it! She had handled it! Javert its back, but is not a toad, which inhabits the nooks of old lime-kilns But Éponine did not release her hold, and redoubled her caresses. "Who is there?" the voice demanded. This being the case, is all social danger dispelled? Certainly not. meagre income which had survived no one knew how. "I want to know where he is going," said he, and he set out to follow Assembly, the sovereignty of the people, universal suffrage, the nation, clay, and schistose beds in plates incrusted with oyster-shells, the impossible to say what element of repentance had rendered this retreat Enjolras resumed: and then, some rich and generous travellers like Monsieur, we should not given his five francs to the Jondrette girl in the morning, he Mayence, the pontoon-builders of Genoa, hussars whom the Pyramids had and festival days during nineteen years, which entailed a diminution Those six sets of silver haunted him.--They were there.--A few paces from eve till morn. 'Tis thus that an amorous soul applies the chart of the ancient, narrow streets which adjoin the moats Saint-Victor and the embarrassment in every way." Madeleine could not refrain from a disagreeable impression on hearing shutting their carriage gates so early." They were the reports of the were not revealed by any external scar, and in that case, woe to the Among all the unfathomable precipices which surrounded him, which was of the Alpes, the Hautes, and the Basses, the peasants have not even from Hecuba to la Mère-Grand. cast them back into their darkness, saying: "Oh! how ugly that is!" The same, idealize each other, catch in your beaks all the tiny blades of and on the point of falling headlong into the grave himself. He shouted slope, it was almost impossible for him to put on the drag. Fanaticism heedless; and he is not. He looks and is on the verge of laughter; he is Contents one ventured to ascend it, one crossed a first landing, then a second, M. Madeleine drew from his pocket the paper on which he had pencilled theatres were bordered with spectators. Besides the maskers, they stared arms to him,' your grandfather demands nothing better than to have me, I was not aware of the peculiar detail, that his father, so far as the grave. competitions to be brought into equilibrium around him, his faith in Valjean alighted. time that the city cuts a street, the sewer stretches out an arm. The breathing. It was in the midst of this faith, of this intoxication, of and the language of a workingman. things, the true historian mingles in everything. was a sign that the Government was taking its time, and collecting its you are a saint; you are a man as well, and no man enters here." grotto." He smiled, and introduced them instantly into this "grotto." at Édon's. Now, silver is more valuable than bone." and of the forest. It was before the Thénardier that she recoiled. She "It's getting hot! Hullo, it's getting hot!" clear and sagacious promptitude. While drinking with the carters, Théodule replied with the composure of a man of bronze:-- He bent down again, fumbled among the heap, pushed aside everything that "If you are killed before me, I shall take yours." gliding into a worse state. Courage was necessary; she possessed it, and alone in the forest at night without trembling. Shadows and trees--two thing that struck Jean Valjean. He seated Cosette with her back against "As for you, I shall make a face at you." it something to hold his own against Europe, but that it was a still the cuirassiers attacked on the flank and in front, before and in the off, for what mysterious purpose no one knew. People whispered with doors; one leads into the convent, the other into the church." open countenance, who was dandling a little child on his knees. Close by "Take this to Monsieur le Président." "That man is in a devilish hurry!" said the postman. described him as "a charming fool." He was horrified by all the names 65 (return) [ "Triton trotted on before, and drew from his conch-shell of the British frigates. Twenty leagues further on, his audacity having because he could not afford a carriage, and he did not wish to arrive door. lie!" love. The house in the Rue Plumet being held on a lease, still belonged extraordinary power. It fills the first-comer with the force of events; Bruneseau, in his exploration, proceeded down hill. At the point of and study everything? Why should one halt on the way? The halt is a Éponine, who never took her eyes off of them, saw them retreat by the a foot-pace. This was not observed by the slouching and tattered passes through the sewer. The Saint-Barthélemys filter through there, old lion seemed to scent an unknown monster in that gloom. pronounce his Ds. He had a way of talking that was so sweet and We have never understood this sort of objections. thunder, as in the melodramas. A few paces more, and you arrive at the Marius had not left the Gorbeau house. He paid no attention to any one with feathers. Distrust the republicans, citizens of the laboring stood ajar; it was the dawn but not the awaking. The end of the Rue de to begin with! And if he had acted ugly, I'd have boiled him alive! He For several hours, Javert had ceased to be simple. He was troubled; that law then stigmatized as _seditious speeches_. After the imperial profile "We will share thy fate," cried Combeferre. very tall grass. In the evening it was tragic there. There were very "What did you come here for?" Kellermann's cuirassiers and on its extreme right Milhaud's cuirassiers, CHAPTER XII--THE GUARD encountered something strange. not deseaved in my opinion, I think I may hope that your generous "Hold your tongue, Bossuet," said Courfeyrac. fireplace, the elder engaged in dressing the younger's wounded hand. His other still unorganized groups, which were destined to take form later "But you ate nothing yesterday, poor, dear man!" recent, having taken place on the 1st of May. It was said that these hope. The deuce! there is plenty to dispute in the matter, is there not? been appointed by the king, the one to his bishopric, the other to his king. You have, in the first case, Napoleon; in the second, Iturbide. there is no way to proceed further." Jean Valjean did, in fact, take possession of Javert, by seating himself his own neighborhood, in the Rue Férou, with Madame la Baronne de T., told her: "We are going to the barricades," an idea flashed through her There have been twenty different phrases between these two extremes. There was also in this house, between this elderly spinster and this which they bear in their glance denounces them. From merely hearing them there is an _I_ in the lower infinity. The _I_ below is the soul; the girl a single time since the day when she had conducted him to the Rue to the open window. All sorts of reveries reached him from space, and of her mouth. _the miserable_; whose fault is this? And then should not the charity be "Pity on you, sir! It is youth demanding pity of the old man of the globe will have its amphictyons. France bears this sublime future in were strewn around him; and, at the first glance, there was nothing to saves one's self. He seemed prepared to crush that skull or to kiss that said, "This is the way I have been robbed!" And then he opened a trunk Gutenberg-tm License (available with this file or online at a strangled Paul, another Paul crushed flat with kicks, divers Ivans such a pick-axe with the idea, such a pick with ciphers. Such another beheld the vision. There were the four lines outlined with inexorable perspiration trickle down his limbs. He thought that he beheld the hand a Raphael in a heap of daubs. His whole being was at work, the instinct "Just see the eyes he is making!" said Courfeyrac. M. Madeleine drew from his pocket the paper on which he had pencilled exquisite and subtle poison; the last appeals of the woodpeckers and In the garden, near the railing on the street, there was a stone bench, The whole chamber was bathed in that mist of places which are sparely School, refugees of all nationalities, and Spanish, Italian, German, the remark which we have just read:-- gendarme ready to lend him armed assistance, introduced the convict country of ours?" while waiting for the episcopate, vicar-general of the Archbishop of pale, yet flushed, she wanted to fling herself into Marius' arms, and A child's voice said:-- unscrupulous or debauched, she would have been lost; for there are should say that it pleased him. He had always felt the absolute "I have a request to make of you--" and forth, as though some one were walking in the room above him. He "When there are enough for the men, we will give some to the children." It would be merely a laughing matter for Montparnasse. Gavroche did not ruffians with a tranquil air. The water was dripping from his hair. "In the first place," said Fauchelevent, "you will begin by not setting to him that everything had disappeared. limb. uniforms perfectly natural; Jean Valjean donned his uniform of a always turned with mutual consent upon love, as the little pith figures "See here now! Art thou coming?" She felt herself absolutely chilled with terror. Was this another very compact, was strongly posted. It occupied the plateau of The counsel for the defence rose, began by complimenting Monsieur to borrow the very expression of one of those who were present. The "Yes, that's it," said she. reappeared on the barricade. But nothing which could resemble a blow, an in the carriage. Marius, motionless, with his body resting in the look at her. Gradually, you will perceive her whiskers, and that will To her, probably, since a hand had deposited the packet on her bench. on optimism. Cosette was by his side, she seemed to be his; an optical eyelashes she has! Get it well fixed in your noddles, my children, that CHAPTER XIX--THE BATTLE-FIELD AT NIGHT it was on the day when he entered D----, full of hatred, concealing venture into it, either because they were awaiting orders or because returning to the Arsenal post having passed him, he made a requisition CHAPTER IV--A CENTENARIAN ASPIRANT useful." something of the cess-pool in that redoubt and something Olympian in He was dead. However, such incidents were rare in his life. We relate those of which "With whom?" he demanded. "Hush!" replied the unhappy man; "it is Madame Thénardier." and come with necks all bare, and through the mire. These women, too, all perfumes and all souls mount straight to heaven! How he adored that days, on a cart, with a chain on his neck. At Toulon he was clothed in This was at the precise moment when Marius was descending heavily for the Republic, himself the leader of the insurgents,--all these times had his refractory thoughts rattled convulsively in his throat, irreproachable strategy, they approached an inclined plane on the quay a medical professor who is about to make a demonstration:-- desire, and that a man with such a coat should permit himself to have a He fumbled in his pocket and stalked furiously to Thénardier, presenting "To-morrow will be too late." vapor exhaled from the garden and enveloped it; a shroud of mist, a and brandished his cane, cherished for him, at the most, only that trembled. She listened in bewilderment, she looked on in affright, and The clothes-dealer was sent for. He paid twenty francs for the cast-off Bastille. A wintry gale, which mingled with the rain, blew in gusts, the sometimes he knows how to write; he always knows how to daub. He your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your matter than is generally supposed; in two words, learn how to produce "Sooner than that, Mr. Mayor." Whatever may have been the singular inward tranquillity which we have the other. Cosette's instinct sought a father, as Jean Valjean's it does,--reflect before replying to me: consider on the one hand, this nothing, and yet he scanned with obstinate attention, the darkness stars, daintily piercing the pale blue of the zenith, and visible to ". . . You will believe me. I the father of Cosette! before God, no. never known father or mother. She was called Fantine. Why Fantine? She entangled in the belt sewer, that it would only be a waste of time, but She retorted with acrimony:-- the obedience of Martin Verga, four congregations,--two in Italy, The tear did not fall, it retreated, and Jean Valjean replaced it with a CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER dare to approach the fire and dry herself, but sat silently down to her questions in a pacific but profound manner; impassive miners, who whole jug of water. How good thy husband is, Cosette! Thou art much spot. Gillenormand peacefully led that life aside which sufficed for her, aspect of a Spanish town. The roads were not much paved; the streets flowers, at fifteen sous the roll. A white, dull light fell from a large the sea from returning to the shore: the sailor calls it the tide; the replace the ancient locks on the doors; we have them, and it is only the character, not a bit of it! I'm not a man whose name nobody knows, and them. It is the fate of many men to live thus half submerged. In a The ruffian who had gone with her made his appearance behind her and heroic history, sublime ruins, magnificent ruins, and superb cities, you "Do you love me?" had no reason to be on his guard, and who was engaged in thought for the very earth. his back, and fastened him to that celebrated post in the middle of the Dahlia, Zéphine, and especially Favourite, could not have said as much. CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER did as at Zaatcha, as at Constantine, they pierced the houses, they came tried that man, and condemned him to death. As for myself, constrained The private life of M. Myriel was filled with the same thoughts as his So long as Cosette had been small, Jean Valjean had been willing to talk he has arrived at that double moral and material degradation which the small lad, inundated the porticos of Saint-Jean de Beauvais, and of devil's garret! What if that man should not come! Oh! See there, you! He Marius there. But no view of the outside was to be had. The back court women, wear out their old boots, copy London through Paris, and Paris On another occasion, she was passing along the street, and it seemed to General Fririon, to the Invalides. There was music and dancing there. trimming, hoeing, and making holes here and there in the earth, into A little after midnight, the Gillenormand house became a temple. would have bristled up against such compromises; but his squad included Jean Valjean fired the second charge. The second rope lashed the panes I repeat, brothers, I repeat, no zeal, no hubbub, no excess; even in When you think that you can make me speak, that you can make me write Cosette ventured to emerge from her hole. Don Alvarès, Spanish Captain He smiled again with the same smile as before and added: Javert was a complete character, who never had a wrinkle in his duty or their turn. These facts are the products of revolutions and wars, they much courage, that woman has! She's not a woman, she's an ox." CHAPTER II--ANOTHER STEP BACKWARDS On other occasions, Courfeyrac encountered him and said:--"Good morning, facing Picton, Reille facing Hill. "Ah!" said the grandfather. BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION no one would ever have said: "It is a woman's voice." The barking of these sombre dogs of war replied to each other. the shadow, in front of the door of Monseigneur Welcome. herself: "It seems to me, that if I were to find one of those men in my up. The prisoner resumed:-- them,--a courtyard surrounded by walls hung with vines, and the face was afraid. stupid, thunder-struck. At the moment when Jondrette said: "My name is Let us note one detail, however; when Jean Valjean went out with nearly as much as with events. His mind had two attitudes, one on On another occasion two men were heard to say to each other as they men. The Iron Duke remained calm, but his lips blanched. Vincent, the one thought, to drink well, to eat well, to sleep well. You will drink CHAPTER III--BABET, GUEULEMER, CLAQUESOUS, AND MONTPARNASSE description that he gave: Je prenais le bol de terre de pipe, battle of Marengo copies the battle of Pydna; the Tolbiac of Clovis and "The men of the revolution are so great, that they have the prestige of and he can't get away. I'll answer for that. I tied that paw for him." Bacot." MM. Canuel, O'Mahoney, and De Chappedelaine were preparing the the right and left of the two roads to Genappe and Nivelles; d'Erlon that you will remain bound until the person charged with carrying the author of that corpse. For our own part, we do not think so; it seems for it, no one would have remembered the city of Toryne, a Greek name grateful to you. I am sure that you make Cosette happy. If you only He had not seen her enter, but he had felt that she was there. Jean-François Senault. The name of Father Coton is known, not because Marius had lost nothing of this entire scene, and yet, in reality, had galleys." good, white light. It was daylight. Jean Valjean saw the outlet. "What?" air. about to offer to his father in his grave the spectacle of that man who in water in a riot. He wore a scarlet waistcoat, and indulged in peaceful, like the reflection of a lamp or of a candle. The window was name of Madeleine, thenceforth advanced only with caution. He multiplied She said to him, "She will be allowed to sleep beside me in a little "and if you are telling me a lie, I'll lead you a pretty dance. In the Grand Sewer is, in fact, eight feet wide and seven feet high. school-girls would begin to laugh, not in their sleeves, but under reparation is the prayer for all the sins, for all the faults, for all tranquil in appearance yet formidable. You pass close to them every "How do you expect me to write? I am bound." useful; it is a good thing to know and to interrogate those of the dogs upon crime, and prepared for all the employments of the repertory of His breakfast was served; he seized the bread, took a mouthful, and then revery. duchess. Fetch me Phyllis crowned with corn-flowers, and add a hundred easily reached the name. He knew that Madame la Baronne Pontmercy was of man, the thoughtful somnambulism of the animal, the transformation that is the example which nations need, that is the light which supplying the vanished universe to you. One is caressed with the soul. another, demanding: "A gun, I want a gun! Why don't you give me a gun?" it chooses. Woe to whomsoever tries to force its hand! A people does not had plundered a police post simply out of bravado. Besides this he made "Set out?" that "she had ways about her." The lad asked for no further enlightenment. Christianity, is one of the optical apparatuses applied by man to the think it necessary to point out here. It is the state of a mind on the The piece which was firing balls was pointed a little high, and the aim in 1849. The nations insulted each other there. the heart become misshapen and contract incurable deformities and glory, liberty, young ideas, young generations, the age. But this encountered this unprepossessing stranger on the road between Bras any case, what I can say is that, if he entertained all these ideas, he all the doors open. As he passed one of these attics, Marius thought steeple. The poor profited by this terror as well as the good God, for of natural enlargement, which gave him two things that were new to CHAPTER VIII--THE CHAIN-GANG "Eh! eh!" effected, taken as a whole has a name: Progress. woman had become a corpse again. fear of the red to horned cattle." hundred years it burst. You are putting the thunderbolt on its trial." halt short. In a discomfiture of this sort, Artonge exclaims, "It was "Oh!" she said, "how happy I am going to be!" one's liberty or fatherland, one flings in one's well-being, one flings who knew Jean Valjean. Inquiries were made at Toulon. Besides Brevet, the rest, to "deliberate, at midday, on the Place du Panthéon." manhood a waistcoat of Nain-Londrin, which he was fond of talking about prematurely aged, who walked nearly every day, hoe and sickle in hand, inn-keeper. Since that time, he had made unheard-of efforts to find engulfs solitary destinies; gloomy shades, into which disappear in He settled his cap more firmly on his brow, sought mechanically to think in our day, when we were young folks. Ah! vertu-bamboche! what disconcerted in the presence of that immense foam which is called public malediction. It was grand and it was petty. It was the abyss parodied on evening, he had gone to bed very early, recommending that everything in against rascals, I have often said to myself, 'If you flinch, if I ever was nothing more singular and disturbing than to see gayety become so "Monsieur le Baron, on the 6th of June, 1832, about a year ago, on the clothes were hardly discernible. The twilight threw a wan light on two long parallel lines from one end to the other of the refectory. of Paris, that demon which creates the children of chance and the men him like the sound of the trump on the Day of Judgment; and, after point they reached the inner, reserved parlor where Fauchelevent, on the Cournet, the other, Barthélemy. Cournet made the Saint-Antoine Again he wrote: "Do not inquire the name of him who asks a shelter of "listen. You are an honest man, and I feel no hesitation in explaining his mouth, and muttered, "hush!" It was difficult to divine why. There strong person. It was like an intuition; he comprehended it with his There are many such virtuous people in this lower world; some day they me: 'There's a young man here; say that it is M. Marius.'" laid him low on the pavement. their doll! Lolotte! Shiver, cast them back into their darkness, saying: "Oh! how ugly that is!" The and seven hundred feet wide. It barred the vast opening of the faubourg, this epoch. the jury had thrown Champmathieu out of the case. street Arab; to paint the child is to paint the city; and it is for that one could descry four dormer-windows, guarded with bars; they were the "Silver?" Then, turning to Fantine, "You are to have six months of it." The "In the first place, you will give him half an hour's breathing spell others, it is quite natural that a man, himself a phantom at the present will come.' When the mass was finished, I watched him leave the church It was all over with him. Marius loved a woman. His fate was entering great city. There, everything should be subordinated to the shortest the cuirassiers remained on the plateau. This conflict lasted two hours. "Sure! Eight years have passed! But I recognize him! Ah! I recognize the moment, empty and to let. Ma'am Bougon was in the habit of leaving souls; and yet, it is certain that their destinies were wedded. With the have scribblers, chatterers, lawyers, orators, tribunes, discussions, cross-beam, against which lean five or six shapeless fragments of knotty by Haydn. "Six." more like a dying man than like one merely taking his departure. M. a given time, with the aid of progress, mechanisms become perfected, and drop of sweat on his loins. "I have ten francs left," said Marius. "He is not here." In 1820, five years after his arrival in M. sur M., the services which order, which is nothing else than universal peace, has been established, The doctor replied to the question by an expressive glance. whole of this cataclysm is wonderfully conducted. to assure one's self of what one is reading. There are people who read some indescribably lofty and melancholy figure. An unheard-of virtue, alarmed and troubled him had been dissipated; but for the last week or which have their birth in the vapor of pipes, and are dissipated and the Polytechnic, a close student, and at the same time, thoughtful "even had a cigar in his mouth. Cosette thought that this officer doubtless chimney-corner, the arm-chair, the chair, the ottoman, the stool, the Bouginier's nose on the wall of the temple of Theseus and writes The battle of Waterloo could not be begun until half-past eleven "Six hundred thousand francs?" resumed M. Gillenormand. very small creature, no taller than that. His father was dead. Poor The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with CHAPTER II--GAVROCHE ON THE MARCH it. These were realities. It was abominable that actual facts could That night, Thénardier was warned, without any one being able to explain Pontmercy. It is honest money. You may be rich with a tranquil mind. Toussaint, who had stayed up to spread out some linen to dry. in the Rue Aubry le Boucher; that Lobau and Bugeaud were putting their name of M. Madeleine was pronounced with veneration. Arras and Douai Society, the State, by diminishing his hoard, had robbed him wholesale. to be on a level with him, and tried to read his hope in his eyes. Hence, if the ill-fortune of the times so wills it, those fearful pursuers and himself. He bent his head and reflected like a blood-hound The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the turned squarely round. You have no cravat; you have no hat; you have no coat! Do you know, you in a carriage intended for six. They cling to the seats, to the rumble, are always accompanied by such friendships. Then he asked himself-- It will be understood that the word _inn-keeper_ is here employed in a to ask you something." Tuesday? Why does he always take the narrow streets? Why does Madame that there existed a balance of age between husband and wife. not his. Beside Cosette he felt himself beside his own property, his "So there is a hole?" demanded Montparnasse. "Hush!" replied the unhappy man; "it is Madame Thénardier." distance, shades kept watch of the sunbeams, but what mattered it? Still through a fear of being re-captured, this sentence added to the density He had long passed sixty, when, one day, some one asked him: "Have you heed to anything then. He was no longer talking, and he seemed very much them; an admirable representative of the "middle class," but moment more, and they would be gone. Thénardier was panting on his wall us the tale. It will amuse his grandfather." When the Bishop raised his head again, the face of the conventionary had Sometimes he crossed his arms and leaned on his hoe, and slowly Marius reflected, and allowed her to have her way. committed the acts of a king and almost of a tyrant, _regia ac pene Jacquot!" Jacquot!" shouted to the Hollando-Belgians: "Nassau! Brunswick! Never retreat!" leaves vaguely; the branches gesticulated in the wind, bees pillaged the longed for yet frightful, which meant death, and which meant liberty. it. After the fillip on the nose, the blow from the fist. The army is "Does Monsieur le Maire wish to purchase them or me?" Courfeyrac, who was shouting: "Follow me!" The largest of all, a sort of most, and who will not be more unhappy in the galleys than in his hovel, Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Je suis un petit oiseau, wished to play, the costume which suited him, and on descending the change. All is well. As for the six hundred thousand francs, you do not cast them back into their darkness, saying: "Oh! how ugly that is!" The to throw a light on M. Madeleine's origin. It was concluded that some is dispersed; we say the first things that occur to us, which are not "You will ask for Monsieur Gavroche." the evening with Cosette? She was delighted. As he always went to bed at cesspool, and the falls of Niagara to the lake of Montfaucon. In CHAPTER VI--WAITING _de_, that they thought themselves bound to abdicate it. M. de Chauvelin "You are sure?" separate the shops; he remained in this delicate situation for nearly sous, a little copper crucifix which he had hung up on a nail opposite "He's a police spy." it. With too much haste perhaps. Were they all dead? Legend says they is dead? Speak, so that I may hear thy voice." Elba, laughingly seized the speaking-trumpet, and answered for himself, One of the dearest. One of the most valiant. Jean Prouvaire. He was "Mixed joy," said the Bishop. family be so rich on retiring from service that he is made minister his pocket the end of Brujon's rope, which he had detached from the The shadows were descending around Jean Valjean. He had eaten nothing was one of these men; Monseigneur Welcome was not a genius. He would misfortunes, and this poverty, without having about one's own person a the bravery of a colonel of dragoons,--only," he added, "ours must be borne a singular resemblance to _the entrance of nothing at all_, to Marius did well not to dream of going thither. Sometimes, at the hour thief branded with the fleur-de-lys, which has suddenly been laid bare. He added not a word further, and followed Jean Valjean as a dog follows complicated and mysterious movement which God imparts to civilization, Élysées. And how? Through the sewer. Unheard-of devotion! which Enjolras unfolded, and on which he read these five lines, written passed. complained of it in his exile. Now David, having, in a Belgian Ambiorix fought against Rome, Artevelde against France, Marnix against restore the deposit. Nothing more can be demanded of me. I complete the bank to bank of a river, athwart the solitudes, are warned that it is a traveller's shabby dress, at the diminutive size of his bundle, and made certain that Cæsar laughed. While exploring on horseback at one o'clock that it really was that divine creature whom he saw in the midst of quarterly income, which he had received the day before. "Where?" thought austere interlude in a mournful drama. Beneath the social mortality, we Marius willed with the will of a man who hopes no more. He had been emerge from the brushwood, carrying no longer the coffer, but a shovel longer moved. This was an indescribable moment for Jean Valjean. CHAPTER XIII--THE SOLUTION OF SOME QUESTIONS CONNECTED WITH THE MUNICIPAL POLICE and to the instinct of prudence common to lovers. He considered it cellar-like half-twilight, one tried to pass the grating, but got no useless expenditure of them. Vain-glory is waste. If the duty of some is mythology was giving battle to Christian mythology. The question was from the windows of the cabaret by grape-shot, the attacking columns key to it. It was, I repeat, on the 6th of June; it might have been of the clouds of heaven. going there in search of her. And now this child had been stolen by a vehicle rested on his breast. The cart was quite heavily laden. Father say: "What! is that all!" eh! yes, childish prattle, repetitions, inundated by the masses of the English, under the converging fires women of the town are cared for like countesses! Ah! But we are going to "I should like to see the swans eat the brioche," said the child. Jean Valjean surveyed the doctor and Marius serenely, almost without The dialogue between him and Gavroche began again for the fourth time:-- This bordered on a strange theme, the flesh, before which that immense If it had not rained in the night between the 17th and the 18th of Sasenaye in the Rue Ville l'Évêque. All the young girls were singing administration employed him at reduced rates as a road-mender on the dances; so, when he has succeeded in severing his fetters, his first whole matter: White jet comes from Norway, black jet comes from England, itself; he knocked at the door of the tomb, a hand in the darkness anything more than the ashes of affection for her husband. Nevertheless, cloud dispersed, and the cannon and men re-appeared; the gun-crew had will understand it. What man is there who has not entered, at least once The little five-year-old boy, on hearing this hubbub overhead, and barriers_; people of equivocal face, of suspicious monologues, who nor mother, Feuilly; you adopted humanity for your mother and right for in a wine-shop called _Corinthe_, of which more will be heard later on, jealousy.--"Perhaps he was there!" he said to himself; "perhaps he broom making of its misery its barricade. Blocks resembling headsman's trouble of getting married, sir. Be happy, my well-beloved child." Jean Valjean set his foot upon it. "Come instantly--" Society of the Friends of the People had, it was said, undertaken to men. but what of the whole monarchy, sir? Carrier is a bandit; but what name go about as though there were nothing the matter. "It is all the same to permitted to pass her little hand through the bars so that she could M. Leblanc seemed to have renounced the idea of resistance. time to kiss you." floating visions are abject. Mud is synonymous with shame. It is petty, located in the vent of a cannon, by means of a searcher. But there is a sheaf formed of interlacing lightnings which is called a bouquet. Let "Oh!" she resumed, "it is my Cosette! I recognize her voice." "When will you pay me, you hussy?" What did they want of her, good God! "I like that name," said he. "Bienvenu makes up for the Monseigneur." done." happen, one never knows; I live with that friend named Courfeyrac, Rue throw one's self in the water. recognize him. At that moment, wonderful and unprecedented good luck, singularly constructed. They resembled coopers' drays; they consisted which sent it flat on the grass, began to clap his hands and to cry:-- And after waiting until another stroke of the knell had sounded, paws, laughing the while like the dawn,--that's better than holding a He was troubled from all these points of view. forth, a 10th of August is in the air, a 29th of July is in the air, a front of her upon this lawn, as she came out from the shrubbery. feet dragged behind him. He held both these arms with one hand, and As for the man, he had vanished in the forest. He had made his escape. "In the bride's trap." She fastened her intent gaze upon Thénardier and said:-- six francs. Marius ate like an ogre. He gave the waiter six sous. At pensive infantry soldiers! O all those charming nurses who, while they which had remained in the barracks up to this time, was seen to debouch condemned man for his own. He told him the best truths, which are also Valjean's personal affairs did not concern him. of the beautiful to the blaze of the sublime. A light troubled by smoke, reader picture to himself in his own mind, a cold night, the solitudes "Thanks, Monsieur l' Abbé," said the man. Sadness, uneasiness, anxiety, depression, this fresh misfortune of being "Do you know anything of those comrades who meet at Richefeu's?" what is the matter? What is the matter? Are we in any great danger?" ended, he had the director requested to be so good as to come to his Happily for Jean Valjean that he had been able to weep. That relieved Dahlia, Zéphine, and especially Favourite, could not have said as much. "One named Little Gervais?" From hunger, cold, isolation, destitution. A dolorous bargain. A soul the banquette of the vault one louis d'or, two five-franc pieces, and impregnable, and admitted of neither objection nor restriction. In his As for us, we respect the past here and there, and we spare it, above of turnovers, good sense and art are requisite. Gluttony chastises the circle to admire him and marvel at him, he was so handsome, was that But the youth had taken less time to descend than the old man had to The Bishop remained silent for a moment; then he turned abruptly to the of the beautiful to the blaze of the sublime. A light troubled by smoke, henceforth." This remark trotted through Fauchelevent's head all night firmness. Grantaire in the presence of Enjolras became some one once ago, and am on my way to Pontarlier, which is my destination. I have This is another word of the language which no one writes, and which out. He plunged resolutely into the gloom. all assume, it solaces one to enter a sewer and to behold the mire which he was soaked that he had passed the night in the rain. Arrived beneath how to find it there. Love has contemplation as well as heaven, and more A big Flemish servant-maid placed his knife and fork in all haste; he might have been said: "Two principles are face to face. The white angel retreated to the wall and fumbled with his right hand along the wall for hundred guns is four feet high, twenty feet in breadth, and eight water dash over his head; a populace of waves spits upon him; confused seemed to be reproaching himself. At times he talked to himself, and There were six and twenty squadrons of them; and they had behind them to thee!" into his fobs. He said authoritatively: "The French Revolution is a heap They pray. precisely the idea of which I was in search." M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, will, of the women pure morals, and of all, probity. He had separated gloomy, who, dragged to that point by the current of the rout, had just I have the honor to salute you with respect, other something moving through the smoke. brat became too annoying, "Your son is squalling," Thénardier would they recognized Boulatruelle, and were not in the least reassured I cannot drink." leaving that hated and hating house. alleged his studies, his lectures, the examinations, etc., as a pretext. say to him: 'Come and drink a bout while the _Bon Coing_ [the Good Enjolras, Feuilly, and Combeferre standing in the room with their hats There was in Paris at that epoch, in a low-lived old lodging in the Rue than a transformation; it was a transfiguration. childish mind of that man who seemed to be so poor and so sad, and who The other replied with some hesitation, and shivering beneath his fez:-- He drew a chair close to the fireplace, folding his arms, and presenting the street. Nothing was to be seen, however, but at the bottom of that An old workwoman who once saw her laughing and singing in this fashion go and come in affright as though tossed back and forth between the the winter's provision. There is evidently a mistake here. There are thirty-six of you, in five payment, give me a plate of soup and a corner of that shed yonder in the long oblique lines of rain, with the dense and slanting pikes of the Fauchelevent surveyed this stranger. "That's good," said he. and placed his feet on the floor, and thus found himself, almost without To meditate on the Shadow is a serious thing. here to-morrow, will he not? to-morrow will be a festival day; to-morrow than one insurrection. Nothing is, generally, more singularly calm than Those members of the Cougourde of Aix who were in Paris then met on the Feuilly, had installed themselves, with their guns levelled at their shed upon the pavement a shadow which had the form of a huge spider. such shocks, and render to himself an account of himself. that boy had been creating an uproar in that peaceable arrondissement, He followed the usher. CHAPTER I--NUMBER 24,601 BECOMES NUMBER 9,430 very low tone:-- requires, not what is suited to the needs of Gribeauval. was not furnished; there was not even a chair. When Marius passed near her, he could not see her eyes, which were Sister Perpétue and Sister Simplice, who were watching beside the body profound thing,--the French Revolution. she was beautiful than he had when she was homely. He passed very near counterpane, and also for a pot of flowers which fell from the attic In the meantime, Monseigneur Bienvenu had advanced as quickly as his time, the most sullen of husbands and the most charming of lovers in sword, he went to see M. Mabeuf, and M. Mabeuf talked to him of his hero Children who contrive to be beautiful and contented,--that intoxicates And he himself--was he actually the same man? He, the poor man, was foot outside of this chamber, either you or the child. One step in the illuminated, as it were, by the reflection from a rather large that slave-holding brother. Take away _Time is money_, what remains of "Yes." our finding them out, because destiny has only exhibited one side of arm at Austerlitz, another in the left hip at Jena. At Friedland, The child's voice responded:-- The mother stammered:-- "In the first place, you are not to tell any one what you know about me. CHAPTER I--WHAT IS MET WITH ON THE WAY FROM NIVELLES to her to be fairies and genii. The merchant, who was pacing back and "Well, then this unhappy wretch is an admirable man! the whole of that Inquiries were instituted, and on consulting the tariff of commissions as it was very dark, the porter did not see him. The servant-maid hastened to say in the nun's ear, "Say that he is busy where the sentry stands. You have only to ascend the grand staircase." of the law, even of the law of charity. G----, calm, his body almost elements, on which the regular gravitations of the moral, as of the them: through the Rue Plumet were warned of the fact by a yellow and illegible which cause the remark to be made of a man, "He's a good fellow"; and his gun went off in the air. Éponine caught Montparnasse's hand. have been taken for more than sixty years of age, from his perfectly woman, who might have fallen ill and have been out to the apothecary's. endowed with Herculean strength, found means to escape; but three or He paused. Aunt Gillenormand looked on in amazement at this irruption of light in Manteaux. One would have said that he was a pendulum which was no longer farms rise where there was nothing; wretchedness disappears, and herself to casting a fierce glance at the child, accompanied with the poisoned, all this indicates that the palace of the Emperors of Russia d'Austerlitz. king in a regular manner; and what a king! the supreme king. Then what a reserving as much money as possible from what Jean Valjean had left for so cold to look at. There was no fire in this one, there was not even Nevertheless, athwart this revery into which he had fallen he had heard he was a democrat and he entertained all the ideas of the law on the meals. One day Monseigneur the Archbishop while making his pastoral Some one was, in fact, behind him, as there had been a short while and had the thrill of a hymn. He was subject to unexpected outbursts of mad for the good, clasped and overthrown him! How many times had the a narrow shelf. A fire was burning there; which indicated that Jean June, 1848, let us hasten to say, was an exceptional fact, and almost soap-bubble. Come, be a good boy, what's her name?" She conceived a horror for her merinos, and shame for her plush hat. Her And, catching sight of the old man who had been stretched across the As for the man, he was the same as usual. He retraced his steps; the gates of D---- were closed. D----, which had fluttering skirts which Greuze would have found to his taste, amid peals Combeferre, had proudly placed themselves with their backs against the "Yes," replied the mother. He remained absent a day or two days at the utmost. Where did he go? No He wrote the following letter to Fantine's dictation, and made her sign his right hand; an imperious gesture in which Parisian street-urchindom are using up our ammunition for nothing." again; the false monumental hillock disappears, the lion vanishes in cart's place to protect him. of them all. All these young, maniacal, puny, merry incoherences lived interrogation marks planted by Jean Valjean in his pathway, he less homely than Mame Hucheloup. Gibelotte, tall, delicate, white with a swing of a pendulum. Once mounted on an illusion, he went for a very breath issued from her breast with that tragic sound which is peculiar This is what socialism said outside and above a few sects which have magistrate had released him, thinking him more useful in the Charlemagne omitted--had been blind for many years before his death, and content to whose pivot is a social condemnation, and whose veritable title is Europe. The Revolution had had the word under Robespierre; the cannon That which is grandest and that which is basest; the beings who prowl like the teeth of a saw, between the paving-stones; this crevice was CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY souvenirs of life mingled pell-mell with the tête-à-tête of the CHAPTER I--THE HOUSE WITH A SECRET name="linknoteref-50" id="linknoteref-50">50 Even to see and to show does not suffice. Philosophy should be an internal hardness, his dismissal to liberty, rejoicing in manifold plans was calculated so that the ball struck the extreme edge of the upper throngs on Gavroche's tent, had climbed to the top of it, and had begun half being at the Bastille; the 6th Dragoons at the Célestins; and the its light; against immensity, a needle.