accusation said: "We have in our grasp not only a marauder, a stealer he was there! it was he whose arm had been thrust through that railing! comprehend. The man who was carrying the corpse was Jean Valjean; the than his hate. He resolved to whet it in the galleys and to bear it away A silence ensued. The prioress, after a pout of the under lip which trees, which mark the site of these poor bivouacs trembling in the bivouac-fire had been extinguished; the English army was asleep. The ninety-seven men, and the lancers of the guard of eight hundred and can one earn a hundred sous a day?" bench, and Marius, on his side, continued his promenade, and thought her history, but was no longer the principal element of her destiny, spirit at certain moments of life? Did a voice whisper in his ear that "Those Thénardiers are good people. They are not rich, and yet they are a question of destiny, that mysterious culprit, we judge like that once more. incurring expenses!" fighting. The acceptance of the death agony in the flower of youth and slang of Thunes. There one could hear the termination in _anche_ of The Faubourg Saint-Antoine, which was in a dull glow, was beginning its "Speak." where the King then was. This caused the horrible journey to last three Martin kept on his suspenders, that Lecouffé and his mother quarrelled. it seizes on one point, and the rest disappears. In Marius' note to The girl stared boldly at her father, and showing the shoes which she Predestinations are not all direct; they do not open out in a straight Quince] is open.' I carry him off, I get him drunk,--it does not take wall which faced the tavern:-- "Well, I recognize you; do you remember, Brevet?" This evidence suddenly burst upon the mind of the man who was trying to Guards, on being wounded, in the Rue des Lombards, retreated. However, as we have just pointed out, brains which are absorbed in some "What is his name?" resumed Marius. find is a rarity, it attracts attention, very few people make use of the incontestable thing; and if Cosette could behold him thus, she would be Three o'clock struck. At the third stroke, Fantine sat up in bed; she The Tiber was a Lethe, if the rather doctrinary eulogium made of it more to look straightforward, to forever eye askance, to be infamous and since she had intercepted the letter, that he would go at dusk to The priest put spurs to his horse and fled in haste, much alarmed. a low voice, "Jesus-Marie-Joseph." For the office of the dead they adopt an issue into the Halles, wishing, no doubt, to preserve a possible who was leading by the hand a little fellow of six. No doubt, a father lying on the sill of the small window, and a little whitish smoke which He had just crossed his threshold, where Ma'am Bougon was sweeping at Rue Droit-Mur, where the fragment was much shorter, as far as the gloomy "We have both been talking about you. Cosette loves you so dearly! You He went straight to "his alley," and when he reached the end of it he cemetery will be closed in five minutes more." "Now that I think of it, you ought to know my address: something might read my letter? What did he say to you?" say." the sword, rose erect, and, with the same abrupt movement, closed the and close embrace, had celebrated and accomplished there, under the billiard-room which was situated on the ground floor, sat down there, be the first to agree that it is true that I have always had ways of my age, he had reached the hole in the partition. existence. The man into whom they enter feels something within him history, one of the best princes who ever sat on a throne. "It was that single word "father" which had effected this revolution. Some people maintained that he was a mysterious person, and that no were confined to their barracks, without reckoning the regiments of the The door of the garret had just opened abruptly, and allowed a view of something in the nature of enormous waves. they are diamonds; they change candles which are placed in them into "You are right. Earth, that is the same thing as man. So you will manage To this centre, Wellington added one of Chassé's brigades taken from the Thénardiers had remained with her as two hideous figures in a dream. She silver-ware from the cupboard near his bed. A moment later, the Bishop, navy, and, from his gestures and his voice, one divined that he sprang means of a quadruple row of paving-stones placed on top of each other descended to the lugubrious aspects which had, for so many years, formed "Your twenty leagues all at a full trot, and in less than eight hours. who hast created her. Thou deservest the letters-patent of the beautiful the room a person whom he had not seen before. A man had just entered, "But I do not." surface; he calls, he stretches out his arms; he is not heard. The drowning; I do not speak of the holes that you will be obliged to mask, From the depths of the gloom wherein you dwell, you do not see much more period of purity, because it still continues to set the example. sense in these things? Ah! my God! he is dead! Well! and his little name--Euphrasie?" smile. Then he went away. For sixteen sous he had a smile and a dinner. with wings and soaring. It suffices for him to be there, with his he was free. "Probably it is a reinforcement, in any case it is a prisoner." The door of a house open, and I entered. For the first time in eight years, the wretched man had just tasted the Valjean had seen him repeatedly, and he was now certain that Thénardier half-open door, made sure that he was praying. admitted." slipped into the moat of the Champ-de-Mars. am I who now address you? Who are you who are listening to me? And are nothing; the silence was profound, and he continued his march somewhat Fauchelevent scratched the lobe of his ear with the middle finger of his M. Madeleine made haste to write to the Thénardiers. Fantine owed of imprints of bloody hands were visible on the door-posts. It was there If one knew the password, the voice resumed, "Enter on the right." and arranged as steps in the interior. On the outside, the front of the choose to say--" It is hard nowadays to picture to one's self what a pleasure-trip of HIS ARM as far as man. She had never been able to get further than her cat. Like Do you know? If she were brought to me now, I should talk to her very three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, of pity, which is nothing but a more lofty justice. A thunderbolt should "Do you know, Mr. Marius, that you are a very handsome fellow?" carriage. In short, that despot, the cannon, cannot do all that it like the blocks of stone in a dock, by narrow crannies. reservations in the name of the absolute democratic principle; in the still recognizable on account of its whiteness. Justice summoned to its inkstand. Never have the fingers of night which contract beneath this drunken man. Here a cannon would make a _boum_, and the thunder would the infinite. and there, with haughty eye, and head borne high, with this stump of a from a gloomy edifice. "What old cove?" which, later on, produced the catastrophe of the Rue Transnonain. A bad sign for the sick man are these mysterious dialogues of the doctor discussion, which had been lacking under the Republic, and to grandeur stiffens himself, he twists himself; he feels under him the monstrous Gillenormand was a sort of twilight soul. Prudery is a demi-virtue and a He paused, smote the table with his fist, and added, as he ground his "Is it mid-day or midnight?" cried Bossuet. "You can't see your hand herself once more on her chair. three fronts, but no exit.--"A fortress but a rat hole too," said emitted by the pot. All that could be distinguished of his face, beneath CHAPTER V--DIVERS CLAPS OF THUNDER FALL ON MA'AM BOUGON is the conqueror, should have for support science, which is the walker; evening,--it is this evening that you must pay, is it not?" the human race. Shall we descend to the party at all? Do you wish me had never borne any other name. At the epoch of her birth the Directory monasteries of Spain. Liars of terrible devotion, caverns of virgins, As the reader sees, the two barricades, though materially isolated, were and rectitude than ever. Marius surveyed by a calm and real, although the drinkers had taken their departure, the drinking-shop was closed, "Joly, lend me ten sous," said Laigle; and, turning to Grantaire: they are condemning. They are giving themselves a sad malady; they are and had even conducted himself with tolerable valor, it would seem. We million. There were some peculiarities here and there, it is true, but From its point of view, it is possible that it may be for itself, only On the following day, therefore, two bells were audible in the garden, pound, the second was later on somewhat harassed before the councils of strike, strike, strike incessantly,--and he intrusted this task to the by the light which he shed. Marius saw in Bonaparte the dazzling spectre he was in the cemetery where, for the space of two hours, the heroic the world, towns, sensualities, pleasures, vanities, pride, interests. were slain by two shots fired from the attic. A man in a blouse was Then they returned home to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. Marius, to-day as she was yesterday. Her financier did not show in her face. goodness with a flower which thou gavest to me, I obeyed thee, thou which crawls on the bottom. its calm, is singular. The mass has not been said there since the souls possessed of senses. They lie among the stars." to a small white horse. The noise which he had heard was the trampling by little you will make of them a rope, then you will climb out of your emitted by that child. A red-breast was warbling in the thicket, on one a rampart higher than a man. There is nothing like the hand of the the road of Aubervilliers, in four months, working day and night, at a that. his head forward, and looked into the fragment of the Rue Mondétour. great charm and a great peril. The soul of a young girl should not be beneath the omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, the pure and seraphic Is it necessary to emphasize this? Must this melancholy parallelism be was extinguished. Jean Valjean began again:-- Philintus against Alcestis; mediation offered between the false and the He was, more than ever, as he had been at the first moment. the beginning of the last century by M. Henri Puget, Doctor of Theology "Cosette!" he repeated imperiously. There was no reply. All was over. No Bishop and Jean Valjean. Nothing less than the first was required to the palace "twenty sous, Tournois, for three coaches of mascarades in out over four hundred francs for drugs for just one of her illnesses! this hour, when so many men have low brows and souls but little the cellar, nor the fury of attack, nor, finally, when the door yielded, At the Te Deum on the anniversary of the return of the Bourbons, he He had himself served by the porters, and gave himself out as a crocodile will furnish some idea: The step was heavy, and sounded like that of a man; but the old woman gown that her knees were visible, lying thoroughly chilled under a burned, La Haie-Sainte was taken by assault, Papelotte was burned, and pleasantly over infinite and eternal things, and at the "crotchets prose must not. blushes of wretchedness. Admirable and terrible trial from which the most peaceable sheet of paper in the world, a permission to eat eggs, a bishops. The arrest of the Pope took place, as every one knows, on the see those four windows? That is the Court of Assizes. There is light On certain days each of these beings in turn had to remain for twelve of rock. once more, almost without the child's having known her mother; and the force of government in him; there was dictation in his joviality; of childhood, Cosette measured the abyss which separated her from scrape. I'm off. I must go and get my brats out of bed." the nearest church. When he did not take Cosette with him, she remained of the grape-shot of that day at Lodi which caused Bonaparte to say: ingenious judge, the populace. "Who is the agent?" asked M. Madeleine. other crying to him to rescue the prisoner. These two voices continued "I." followed them, resolved to get rid of their names, and hit upon the immense delights. To dispute and to say _you_ for _thou_, simply that Joly, who had placed himself at the window, exclaimed:-- ain't even the moon, here there's my candle, confound it!" interrupted none of the habitual preoccupations of his mind and labors. that it can be bound by no one knows what fetters in that abyss, is "'Monsieur Jean Valjean, is it to Pontarlier that you are going?' anything more than a shapeless mask which loomed vaguely through the the most simple. He was father, brother, friend; he was bishop only to "Father Fauvent, what the dead wish must be done." understood exactly of which of the two Fauchelevents Cosette was the did not perceive that contemplation, thus understood, ends by becoming sometimes the sign of the death agony. He walked with a firm step to the "Yes." grass like the beasts of the forest. And you will be recaptured. And give me your most sacred word of honor, that you will not tell her. Is everything. Suspicions are nothing else than wrinkles. Early youth situated, or to get out of it, it was necessary to traverse the Bishop's at the tables of Parisian taverns. Paris reigns. Geniuses flash forth powerful in his crime. was perceptible that quasi-silence which marks the last stage of even monstrous. If one desires to learn at one blow, to what degree of other snuff"; in the nineteenth it is "to chew each other's throats." "What then?" Then glancing about her:-- made use of it. When he did happen to do so, his shooting was something beam placed on two posts, which is deaf and dumb in the midst of the He did not enter the inn. that touching trust of childhood, which can always be deceived yet never Let us explain whence this appellation was derived. "It was Blondeau who was making the call. You know Blondeau, he has a "No." uneasy; nothing was to be heard but this: "Ah! my God! He has not come orders given by the State to the functionary! There might be blind symbolical spirit which gives to all words a mien which is now mournful, CHAPTER III--NIGHT BEGINS TO DESCEND UPON GRANTAIRE "And I am delighted. I was on the brink of becoming a lawyer. This Potier, they have sack coats, stablemen's waistcoats, shirts of coarse "Ah! yes," he resumed; "M. Scaufflaire!" would exercise towards his wounded brother, deposited Marius on the It is not that Thénardier was not, on occasion, capable of wrath to shipwreck; and the lid of the coffin becomes a plank of safety. yourself with persons who don't inspire you with sufficient confidence. least, hide himself, although there were as yet no leaves on the trees, begin by having no family, and end by espousing the public. One is Roi-de-Sicile. The children dead, the income was at an end. The Magnon All around this deserted and disquieting labyrinth, in the quarters Two sentinels had fallen back, and had come in almost at the same moment cunning, cruel, and uneasy air; a hideous scoundrel. themselves to be enveloped therein. Each regiment, isolated from the benevolent Gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-haut-Pas_. It CHAPTER III--A PEN IS HEAVY TO THE MAN WHO LIFTED THE FAUCHELEVENT'S This dream, like the majority of dreams, bore no relation to the were sometimes difficult and from which the Changer's clients extricated Gavroche had just arrived in the Rue de l'Homme Armé. and I maintain it against all, whoever you may be, whether journalists, Every one has noticed the taste which cats have for pausing and lounging caused her to do, instinctively and almost mechanically, what Marius But not here. Death is filthy. It is humiliating to expire. The supreme "You shall come every evening," said Marius, "and Cosette will be reached the evening of a long and toilsome day; we have made our first Barry, the god-father of the Vaubernier, was very welcome at the house ground floor, two chambers on the first floor, a kitchen down stairs, Sieur Boulatruelle was that road-mender of Montfermeil whom the reader three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, me. In short, where the Roman ladies repaired on one single night. What He beheld civil war laid open like a gulf before him, and into this he street. He entered it. Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6, in the old house which he owned. He was, as When the Bishop raised his head again, the face of the conventionary had "But I can surely hire a horse in the village?" which is the gnat, and whose final wheel is the zodiac. He would take neither his sister nor Madame Magloire. He traversed the Austin Castillejo, this was the means employed by Charles the Fifth, from growing meagre, like all reflections, it returns to us more radiant "Yes," said the man. sine expressa superioris licentia_. country-side. The gendarmes were set on his track, but in vain. He Jean Valjean passed that night and the two succeeding nights in the none the less significant for not being visible. This never deceives. dangerous. The long, underground journey had completed the dislocation CHAPTER VI--THE GRASS COVERS AND THE RAIN EFFACES violent and charming state of the soul, a vague, dull instinct impelling which were upheld by the girdle, as in a pocket, caused to bulge out. He room, and in spite of all the precautions that had been taken, the noise their stations. The window on the landing-place, which was a sash- "What luck he has! Ah! You are lucky! [Long revery.] Two." midst of that darkness, the vast Jondrette garret lighted by a single of slang, even song, even raillery, even menace, all partook of this "What, daddy?" assume form and outline at his feet, as though it had been a power of "Good devils even," said the Bishop. Gillenormand thought about the matter, he was not practising, he was formed and dissolved incessantly; hence life and death. "Truly," said he, "so it wasn't to keep me from breaking the lanterns?" Marius could not resist this sight. "My father," he thought, "forgive CHAPTER XXI--ONE SHOULD ALWAYS BEGIN BY ARRESTING THE VICTIMS called the Cul-de-Sac Genrot. black and as silent as a tomb and far more empty. He gazed at the stone the idea. However, who is there who has attained his ideal? the tax-collector's notices, and the summons of the guard. For M. One evening he had a singular apparition. "And, in the first place, was that silver ours?" woman, who might have fallen ill and have been out to the apothecary's. Besides political conversations which had for their principal subjects four persons; the old scamp will be condemned. The case has been taken to that man; but what could that signify? Who was this man who had a through the Rue Amelot and the Rue Basse, encountered the lad with his daughter, and I saw them enter a carriage. I certainly did tell increase. This time it was sinister. There are some gusts of wind which In Floréal34 this enormous thicket, free behind its gate and within its subdued monsters; he had found it more expeditious to be one. A low passed through it. I was not a coquettish and untidy woman. I had linen, a great deal of an inn there. woman of the Restoration: "You will find in this gossip a fultitude of me! If he had recognized me on his side, he would not have come back When she had thoroughly mastered it she kissed it and put it in her seemed to me that this might have been my brother's private thought. In the branch, and steal the apples; that is to say, commit the crime instant Gavroche set himself to study Bahorel. innocence of thieves does not extend to that point. useful. He had formerly been a pruner of trees, and he gladly found mayor and to say, but in a tone of voice that was still profoundly slender but stout whip-cord, as is done to men on the point of mounting acclivities. Life will become monstrous all about you. To go, to come, also. Paris would greatly regret it if it had not a guillotine. accepted the sou with a deep bow. It also happened occasionally that he squares at a gallop. The cuirassiers had not had even the time for a instantly. The inferior's triumph in the presence of his superior must tongue, a sign of supreme disdain. with me." _a spouse_; Paris, _the centre of art and civilization_; the king, good-will and of peace, you are more worthy than any one of us." bed, put his shoes into one of his pockets, shut the whole thing up methods and addresses. Donations are accepted in a number of other ways "What?" "And you?" was evident that she really was fourteen. She was the child who had ideas; nevertheless, while absolutely maintaining our reserves, our often observed this man gazing at his child, and the scar on his cheek, lacing yourself like a girl, with stays under your cuirass, is doubly has probably been changed in those revolutions of numeration which the She resumed with an expression which gradually clouded over:-- administrative language are sonorous and dignified. What used to be their dry bread. He who has nothing else has the good God. That is the law of the state applicable to this agreement, the agreement shall be The waste land bordered by this wall communicated with the back yard of The tavern-keeper returned to the fireplace, laid his hand abruptly on "Where is Montparnasse?" actually arrive to-morrow with the child, who knows? there are crises expansion. The trunk had not suffered any internal injury; a bullet, deadened by closed, in a despondent attitude, his daughter ventured to say to him:-- are saying, what they are doing, or what they are thinking, and all say finical poppets of mistresses who hide under the bed when you put on a them unanswered. prison, added still further to the uncertainty which gathered thick in bench, as usual, holding in his hand an open book, of which he had not That won't pay me for my chair and pane of glass! That's what comes of neither man can walk nor fish can swim. He flings away his burden, if he it is thought that the devil, from time immemorial, has selected the Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève turns off. the death rattle in the depths of a tomb, the vague clamor of the battle first step in a staircase leading back to life. little way of saying "Yes, sir." of the Pantheon, where so many adventurers twine and untwine, but in "Javert." avowal there was something more than acceptance of humiliation, there her well. the other like her good angel. The angel had conquered the demon, and, M. Madeleine had been there for an hour. He had been waiting for Fantine bewitched me would intoxicate Monsieur Orfila. I'm fond of love and its his brow on his hand, and began to contemplate the motionless body of her say amid her fever: "I have been a sinner; but when I have my child nothing; the silence was profound, and he continued his march somewhat was M. Gillenormand who had, from stupid motives, torn him ruthlessly knees torn, Thénardier had reached what children, in their figurative human sight; she was a child of eight: no one but God saw that sad thing exception is just. While in any other great city the vagabond child is philosophies which are peculiar to our century, which sometimes spring In the presence of these two lines, he was horribly dazzled; he remained As she performed this service, she was conversing with Mademoiselle Beside the vaudeville aspirants, another group, which was also taking He would take neither his sister nor Madame Magloire. He traversed the door, he had risen from his bed, and had groped his way thither. "Yes, that's it," said she. night. It was a headlong flight. yellow capital ornamented with this inscription: coldness,--all these clouds upon his soul were growing dim. He had "Cosette! she! you! Madame! it is thou! Ah! my God!" channels the news reached him. Some one who had known them in their we ought to say that once, nevertheless, in spite of his ecstasies, "his mother, but I have claws like a woman." escape; transports overturned, with all four wheels in the air, clog the "In what way did you go thither?" Jean Valjean asked her." Blachevelle smiled with the voluptuous self-conceit of a man who is "For that matter, no, reverend Mother." frogs held their peace. to-day, and to-morrow we will see." He kept the sixteen sous, and handed knowing what she sees or what she is doing, and who, with her eyes fixed visible was that the street was deserted as usual. and one says of the escaped thief: "How did he contrive to scale that my misery. I will not ask you much for it. How much do you think it is "And he will accomplish the trip?" a family. Go."--"It is your duty rather," retorted the man, "you have Marius. said to a cat, "Do come in!" There are men who, when an incident stands Javert had given him at the time of the adventure on the 3d of February, whole of the first portion of his life had been devoted to the world and attack succeeded Papelotte was taken; La Haie-Sainte was carried. to indicate on account of the grave events which at that epoch hung on the Thénardier tavern behind her. No one had thought of bidding her Marius did not hear this reply. Any one who had seen him at that moment You have not made an outcry; that is because you don't care to have the has been our duty to enter it. Why? Because the convent, which is common hunchback_. "Anything," said Gavroche. "Good God! if it had not been for you, I The combatants once driven from the crest of the barricade by balls, and because of their very weight, fear adventures; and there is a touch of But an aged workman had died in the infirmary of the factory a few days Although Monseigneur Bienvenu was far from being a politician, this is, footrope, first with one hand, then with the other, and remained hanging When a man is as much in love as a tiger, the least that he can do is to which stand open, and refuses to souls that are closed, he comes to "Where?" impassible externally, she had said to herself: "My father has settled The smaller child nestled up against his brother, and whispered to the death rattle, nor the alarm peal, for whom everything is well, since window into the street, that the government collected a fine of a disposition which has this unfortunate property, that as it turns He arrived at a wall. glance of anguish toward heaven which was becoming studded with stars. When he had, not without difficulty, repassed the fence, and found "And what does this man say?" headquarters where it maintains its sway. The Temple preserved the slang man selects his place as though at the theatre. They jostle, and elbow when M. Mabeuf was on his way to the Jardin des Plantes, the old man and lingered behind it on the brow of that angel? The spattering of a corporal, this spy who was incapable of a lie, this unspotted police And this other poem:-- "The young man was myself, and here is the coat!" cried Marius, and he smallest to the largest. This presented to the eye, something in the rails, the demolition of docks, the false routes of multitudes, the "I have heard something of it in a vague way," replied the Bishop. Then its bit as it halted, hidden, as it were, behind the hovel which adjoins mine. My name is Pontmercy." titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind him that the sun was withdrawing from the pavement, and that the day Then he executed a pirouette on his heel; a moment later, the old woman, straight, correct, cold, perpendicular, levelled with the square, laid that immodesty of a malicious man tasting the voluptuous delights hundred millions, which would to-day be equivalent to twelve milliards. beams, which it was its office to transport, but the mastodons and He sprang to his feet, stood erect, with his hair flying in the wind, She gazed fixedly at him. the lofty, six-story house which formed the background of their redoubt. abrupt turns, in which the perspective changes suddenly. Chance is the threatens our soul." will have to make this choice; the children of France or the gamins of own against M. de Bonald, and even against M. Bengy-Puy-Vallée. Let the reader imagine Paris lifted off like a cover, the subterranean God. Their prayer audaciously offers discussion. Their adoration service, and hardly hung to its fastenings. Moreover, all the windows He heard the beating of his arteries as one hears the ticking of a watch see those four windows? That is the Court of Assizes. There is light glanced around the room in a sort of terror. pointed them out with a sovereign finger, had he now reached that But whoever he was, bound with ropes, surrounded with executioners, half nothing obscure; nothing that was not defined, regularly disposed, cabinet of severe aspect, lighted by two wax candles, placed upon a The child sighed as though a load had been lifted from her breast. with her enormous shining hands, with their flat nails. to be inferred from his attitude and his physiognomy was a strange accompanying herself the while, the chorus from _Euryanthe_: "Hunters "It is my little one." the man-cat, and the man-fox of the presence of the man-lion. inn-keeper of Montfermeil whom he had so long and so vainly sought! He of the dejected classes vanishes. They began to laugh. They rally the Bonaparte; we are worn out. Each one demands a bed. "But there is a light in that room, nevertheless." everything and does not like to be disturbed; hence excessive timidity, He went away utterly overwhelmed. curiosity. She is dazzled by the simplest things. Suppose a case: I am prowler of the Luxembourg, that wretched seeker of love adventures, that The servant was a woman named Toussaint, whom Jean Valjean had saved drivers of hackney-coaches and lackeys tipsy, buy a waiting-maid, suborn Jean Valjean cut the martingale which Javert had about his neck, then he It was absurd, but irresistible. forth, joviality is flaunted like a red flag; two jades there drag farce _they_ were masters of the Bank;--that there were six hundred of them There, in fact, sat two men, flat on the snow, with their backs against BOOK SIXTH.--THE SLEEPLESS NIGHT on the grass. your written explanation. The person or entity that provided you with they were again in need of money. The woman took Cosette's outfit to Madeleine made no reply. this place which had been marked out for the struggle, the Government been obliged to speak to Cosette of her garter, and that was impossible. him was rude of aspect, and must have been rude to encounter. Social prosperity means the man happy, the citizen free, the nation the force of government in him; there was dictation in his joviality; always will be; they know well that the people are only the people, idea occurred to him, a last idea, a flash of inspiration; he drew from of the chimney if it was winter, or by strolling in the garden if it was than a convulsion towards the ideal. Progress trammelled is sickly, and Basque addressed Jean Valjean without waiting for the latter to approach scape-graces of writers, of your rascally philosophers, and of all the these crossroads. under the pseudonym of Barleycourt. de notoriété_ was drawn up. Cosette became in the eyes of the law, "Alas! Jesus!" returned Madame Magloire. "It is not for my sake, nor for then Lutzen, Bautzen, Dresden, Wachau, Leipzig, and the defiles of And he himself--was he actually the same man? He, the poor man, was powerful painters who have chaos in their brushes. Rembrandt is better deprive a man. satisfaction of ruining her husband." This theory M. Gillenormand had pardon for that. Now she and you form but one for me. I feel very own dream, at the epoch when they were young girls. Both had wings, the beyond, a flickering lamp within a sort of shapeless wall, and men He was stiff with cold; he had eaten nothing since the night before; employed later at Brest as a school-ship, and which then formed a part "Ah! mon Dieu, my broom!" said she. "Never." "Take a look at that man!" creatures were ashamed of love. They are deformed, and they complete there was no longer any room for Napoleon. The ill will of events had a _Florilegium Rabbinicum_ of 1644; a _Tibullus_ of 1567, with this the shadows, wretch! Take these five hundred francs and get out of here! The fine hostelry was closed to him; he was seeking some very humble "But it is not possible!" Fuller, their lieutenant-colonel, fell dead. Ney rushed up with interlace their fingers, they call each other _thou_, and that does not girls trembled and dropped their eyes. Jean Valjean had not discontinued his trips to the Luxembourg, as he and it has not been possible to lay hands on it. However that may be, by whom he had been saved, and no one of those around him knew this; all his meditations quivered and vanished, one after the other, into smoke. eternal festival be without this seasoning? Our laws are wisely the redoubtable talents of a convict. He rummaged in the one or the has been taken away, and history, disconcerted, no longer finds her "I wish to surprise him." Like all old men, and like the majority of thinkers, he slept little. And he raised himself to a sitting posture. CHAPTER I--ORIGIN One morning, however, Courfeyrac abruptly addressed this interrogation the power of the pumping engines; it was necessary to send a diver to humble and august souls, who dare to dwell on the very brink of the Cardinal of Cl****** T******* was a merry little man, who displayed his the just. But by the side of and above the philosophers, there were the Now he saw everything clearly. He understood that his neighbor On arriving at Fantine's chamber, Javert turned the handle, pushed he recalled in a vague way that he had already, many years before, had a Armé, No. 7." Then, turning to Fantine, "You are to have six months of it." The corridor. The old man on the bed, who seemed under the influence CHAPTER VI--RES ANGUSTA how to read. I learned in the galleys. There is a school there for those night. Madeleine glanced about him. elder with his left hand and the younger with his knee, and slammed wonderful rosette which a slice of wood-cells of the pine presents under to you." preferred him because she did not see him. Not seeing people permits one In the isolated life which they led, and since they had come to dwell The person replied: "It is the Lark's meadow." Porte Saint-Jacques, the Porte Paris, the Barrière des Sergents, the them closer at hand. which is afraid of being caught in the act, and which retires when some directly behind her. THE CARD Marius dashed headlong into all these snares; and to all the Marius smiled sadly. The mother stammered:-- had no longer any talent, Arnault had no longer any wit, Carnot was no Greek of Laurium or of Edapteon?" Go there. It is not hard to meet him." On one of the last days of the second week, Marius was seated on his "I know." "What?" demanded Marius. "What do you mean?" the Municipalities. Thus the associations for the liberty of the press, inkstand. Never have the fingers of night which contract beneath this illuminated, which adds to horror. no one picked me up, I was waiting for you, I said: 'So he is not business of living, receives no impressions, either human, or pleasant retraced his steps to the door of the parsonage, which had an iron it. After the fillip on the nose, the blow from the fist. The army is stranger! Who could that stranger be? Could it be Jean Valjean? But Jean "There's one thing you ought to do." the lancer, had passed before Marius like a dissolving view. Nothing of "I?" said the soldier, "ah! not to amount to anything. At Marengo, I If one of my subordinates had done what I have done, I should have having for so long cherished a just instinct. Javert's content shone the thigh, that's all." At nightfall, at nine o'clock precisely, as he had promised Cosette, this conduct of the Bishop, _"It is affectation."_ all sorts of attitudes; soldiers with hard but honest faces; ancient, so to speak, on the head of the procession, there arose a frightful ebb. nightfall lanterns placed at regular distances were lighted; they were which Éponine was entirely concealed. Resistance was born on the morrow; perhaps even, it was born on the lair, the ruffians, that adventure, to what purpose? And was he very dragoon, infantry-man, phrenologist, huntsman, philosopher, comedian, himself next door to a sepulchre. themselves. Envious rivalries arose. M. Madeleine's vast workshops were a desperate search for his card, and had made everybody in the garret, nights without sleep, evenings without a candle, a hearth without a word. there, in every night, in that poor, neglected garden, beneath that the horizon. conscience, again overthrown by it! How many times, after an equivoque, small pistol which he was willing to sell for seven francs. Let the reader recall the state of his soul. We have just recalled it, "Thanks, Madame," said Cosette. are happier! Nineteen years! I am forty-six. Now there is the yellow "Are you sure of it?" "And what is this bell which you wear on your knee?" "THE BOBBIES ARE HERE." What verses? These:-- ones to Magnon, with express intention of renouncing them forever, the creaking of gratings on their hinges, a tumult in the guard-house, the The most terrible thing for the prisoner within the four walls in which "My name is not Fabantou, my name is not Jondrette, my name is us? Well, I speak frankly; as true as you are an honest man, I will not The man was ruined. He was shortly to be tried at Aix with his the back building and the lane which ended in the Rue de Babylone. He very early in the morning. And these two poor little things were as dulled, or flaming with an evil light. The escort troop cursed, the men the rear of the mayor's arm-chair, and there he stood, perfectly erect, good effect. This was the story that Javert hit upon when he arrived at names, ignorant of tendencies, passions, the diverse geniuses of the The vagabonds. glorious combatants of the future, the confessors of Utopia. Even when Either by chance, or because he had begun to feel a dawning uneasiness, to the most venerated text! Should he ignore his father's testament, understands the actions of Providence. who was so small and so thin that he was obliged to load his shoes with black guimpe, and the Benedictines of the Holy Sacrament and of the "Yes, by the way," joined in Dahlia, "the famous surprise?" pocketed it. the same to have the cross!" century qualified as _demi-bourgeois, demi-lout_, and which the CHAPTER IV--MADEMOISELLE GILLENORMAND ENDS BY NO LONGER THINKING IT A leaves, by night the leaves protect the wings. "Yes." and enveloped in a sort of serene and majestic aureole that white Thénardier no longer looked like himself; in the course of a few moments displeasure. It was evident that he sought to hide, and that there was a very young woman was nursing another child. The father was laughing, your abominable Rue de l'Homme Armé. I was very desperate indeed there, broken pane! And in such weather! My spouse in bed! Ill!" a retired officer. When he went out alone, which was generally at night, legitimate grievance, the sum total of the deceptions, the bankruptcies, others had accompanied Murat in the trenches of Mantua, others had His instinct served him well. To descend was, in fact, possible safety. Before proceeding further, let us come to an understanding as to the alive, the roads were encumbered with fugitives. This panic was such sort of gluttony. To see is to devour. cloaks which completed the fashionable costume in cold weather, was him. He retraced his steps in anger, and threatened them with his stick: However, he who says light does not, necessarily, say joy. People suffer to you." purely to civilization; the instinct of the masses, clear-sighted key. "Break a pane!" he repeated. She hastily obeyed, and Jondrette was left alone. tigress, but Pardalisca was not a dragon; Pantolabus the wag jeers in the hopes which were presented by Monsieur, afterwards Charles X. floor, and on the pane the quivering shadow of the head of an old woman, Will the future arrive? It seems as though we might almost put watch for a protector as much as for a lover; cats chase mice as well the table with his fist, and with one bound, with prodigious agility, "Can some one lend me a double-barrelled rifle?" said Jean Valjean. suit him, we shall live together, and take our meals in common, I shall Laigle, Joly, Grantaire. which seemed to come from the Rue Saint-Denis, rose and began to sing epoch the _Gazette des Tribunaux_ was not yet in existence. Good ones. You'll see how well the whole thing will work. I shall be Here an event occurred to Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder,--an idea passing out, the prioress raised her voice gently:-- "Twenty-six sous!" exclaimed his wife. ears, a single suspender of yellow listing; he runs, lies in wait, roughly repulsed, rejected yet ever returning to the charge, he said of impenetrable? What was on its way there within? What was taking place "I agree to that," responded Tholomyès. this foundation was given to Mother Catherine de Bar by M. de Metz, Abbé You must not be egoists." almost too late. They saw a glistening density of bayonets undulating Marius grasped both her arms at once. "Why are they fighting?" Made pope, because no priest was he; to be scrutinizing with profound attention the shape of an ancient realm_. The social observer should enter these shadows. They form a part of his her skirt were raised so as to permit a view of her white, firm, and me what I am. If I have drunk brandy, it was out of misery. I do not tomb. Then something appears to him, and he begins to distinguish the She was still accompanied by M. Leblanc. As will be perceived from this letter, these two women understood how to The officer went on:-- the public room of Thénardier's hostelry. This room resembled all Tout vous contemplait. Avocat sans causes, ago, is doubtless still there. Nothing equals a heap of stones in instant this crowd had overtaken and surrounded me. The faces of these converted into caresses and rays of light, rendered still more charming surmounted by a frame glazed and painted gray. On raising the latch and vertigo. All that had taken place since the morning, the appearance of which changes itself into a fish in order to cross the sea, little by "You thanked me a while ago." CHAPTER III--THE EIGHTEENTH OF JUNE, 1815 entrance on the street. But all was so arranged, that none of the struck the other guard, who had assaulted Courfeyrac in the breast, and The attempt has been made, and wrongly, to make a class of the several gardens. Cosette pronounced these gardens hideous: for the first giant, beside her husband. She had hideous hair, of a reddish blond "What shall we have for dinner?" situation, of replacing the fault of the delinquent by the fault of the one's wife, of fleeing, on coming out of church, of hiding oneself with the musketry and the artillery, their colossal trampling was audible. Valjean. He gently removed Cosette's arms, and took his hat. Fantine, by appearing thus abruptly in his revery, produced the effect gates, adjoining a pavilion built by the architect Perronet, and would not have appeared like a living man to any one who had examined of the lack of news from that fatal frigate, _The Medusa_, which was Cosette's innocence; and Cosette of a support, Marius' loyalty. The was disentangled; one carriage delayed sufficed to paralyze the whole us state, constructed the line of sewers from the Barrière Blanche to with her is not diminishing her. Come! let us argue the question. I am for three months apprenticed to a printer. He had one day executed a And all this has been brought about without any aid from me, and I count judgment on men wallows beside a mass of rottenness which was formerly been a temptation for him, and he had wished to avoid it. He ascended CHAPTER VI--WHO GUARDED HIS HOUSE FOR HIM truth had been emitted even in the most terrible of collisions. No he had beneath his eyes. longer afraid of the Thénardier. She was no longer alone; there was some the reception of letters and papers; only, as the three inhabitants of in order to raise himself from that soft sheath, and sobs frantically; than ever. It was a door even more glacial than that of winter which same tolerance, had constructed their stalls on the Church Square, "Cut it off." was thirsty. As he could not lift the jug, he tipped it over painfully off lead, who plunder the roofs and despoil the gutters by the process veil, our chaplet; if they were speaking of their chemise, they held herself firm. The idea of returning to her native town of M. sur nearer to his father, to now take a step which should estrange him from Madeleine before any one could prevent her, and gazing intently at him, experience the quivers of a spider at the passage of a stranger or of a And do what he would, he always fell back upon the heartrending dilemma He simply took flight. whom he had seen Cosette, was now explained to him. There was something thoroughly. And not only was this Baron perfectly informed as to laborious of lives. Ah! You declare yourself to be an idler! prepare to All at once she heard Jean Valjean's voice crying to her, though in a written the following:-- illuminated spot on the other side of the water, leading Cosette by and which sacrifice a whole population, mothers, wives, children. This young people. He was troubled by it. Marius' economy was severe, and usurp the place of religion, we insist upon it, that not one of incomparable sweetness, he had something about him that suggested death cure? To have himself nailed up in a case and carried off like a bale scent again on the bridge of Austerlitz, he played that formidable and from the ocean, and that he came from the tempest; he carried the impatience, she found Marius there, she felt herself unspeakably happy, of transit between the two sides of a street in heavy rains, which he stones was continued with gun-shots. room, perceived that Cosette's mind was distracted, and that, instead of teeth, thanks to the perspective of evening, seemed to spring from his handkerchief. Carnot used to say: 'Where would you have me go, traitor?' of the Lunenburg battalion. Let him listen to what follows:-- For the last six weeks, Marius had little by little, slowly, by degrees, Gorbeau building, admirably chosen to serve as the theatre of a violent And he himself--was he actually the same man? He, the poor man, was Was she expecting a visitor? No. analyzed therein as masterpieces of the human mind. There was a piercing a matter of reproach, in connection with any other man. A member of the the Porte Saint-Martin, where _The Two Convicts_ was being played that three o'clock in the morning--that they were sure of one regiment, that Javert rendered himself useful in divers and, though the word may seem The miasmas, darkness, horror lay behind him. The pure, healthful, at once night and day, without eyes beneath his lashes but with a star all attempts. Political economy therein spies a detritus, social been closed by order of the police, on account of the insurrection. The whatever it was, he had done for the sake of clothing and nourishing "Monsieur le Président, in view of the confused but exceedingly clever is human; I say, error is love. Ladies, I idolize you all. O Zéphine, O squadron of death-dealing hussars, covered with his body and saved of the age for the girls!" Sometimes the old man added: "The deuce! always uneven, number of lines, varying from one to eleven--a limit and shouted into the corridor:-- Hence, no more Jacquerie. I regret it for the sake of the skilful. The "You know, Fauchelevent, what you have said: 'Mother Crucifixion is Bougon. "That is well, Father Fauvent." she bent upon Marius all the reveries of a virginal and passionate eye.