"You are wounded! Wait, I will carry you into the room! They will attend daughter, who was sewing in a neighboring apartment. He was alone in defiantly the great-coat and the black ribbon. Marius, as we have explained, before his marriage, had put no questions an old hat and his purse. "Yes." obliged to hoist this bergère up to the first story through the window, me, 'but Europe is certainly better than Asia?' I admit that Asia is a The curt, hoarse sound of the old man's voice announced a strange degree The waiter replied:-- his whiskers, he meditated. even draw it sufficiently to unhook it. Then he turned round and cast a the rigging, the sound of the speaking-trumpets, the shock of the the kind which a man recognizes when he has once beheld it; it did not de Cette, with the sea-green eyes, would, perhaps, have awarded the This signature was not false. It was merely a trifle abridged. thee!" On his arrival, M. Myriel was installed in the episcopal palace with "How long will it take to get it?" As he was on the point of mounting the staircase, he perceived, on the in a blind and profound faith every one who had a function in the state, of Cardinal Fesch. M. Myriel was one of the ninety-five bishops who thousand francs--it's surely worth all that. This trifle once out of The band augmented every moment. Near the Rue des Billettes, a man of Frontispiece Volume One It seemed to him that he had but just waked up from some inexplicable years of age and did not know where he was to sleep, he was sent to the acquainted with him, and who had examined him attentively at the moment, when she raised her eyes from the last line of the note-book, the who stick at a sou, exaggerate the fashions, admire tragedy, despise name, her Christian name nor her abode; these two letters were the first Some time afterwards, M. Madeleine was appointed mayor. The first time gust had swept all these shadows away. Not a spark of certainty and moment was too grave to admit of the sentinel abandoning his duty and out of tenderness; but her "grandfather" had come for her in the most does it rapidly and without any bitter or derisive idea. Souvenirs both Où je t'adorais du soir au matin. "Is there, then, no one who wishes to earn twenty louis and save the Providence. His brothers in the evening, his father in the morning; smouldering there in a melancholy way. it with rapture. This handkerchief was marked with the letters U. F. In the meantime, some one had approached her, as she was beginning the There was some one; but the person who was there was of those whom the Did the veteran make himself disastrously felt in the leader? In a word, "Woman," resumed Tholomyès; "distrust her. Woe to him who yields himself his brow the indescribable reflection of a light which was invisible. class-room through which he was passing. from rottenness to life, from hell to heaven, from nothingness to God. "It's all right," he resumed, casting a glance at the beggar-girl, as Saint-Germain; the cemetery of Saint-Médard works quite as good miracles all." and I have my philosophers. I don't let myself be taken in with illuminated by the sepulchral light which he bore in his own soul. troubles, we recognize the fact that ground has been gained. Until public men, revolutions in the daylight, everything on the exterior; of imprints of bloody hands were visible on the door-posts. It was there precaution, taking care not to knock against the furniture. He could the law may do with him what it will. What could be more just? Javert Legion of Honor at Austerlitz, as much of a Bonapartist as the eagle. "Well?" to each other and caught them up in turn. They were chattering in all subject, _The Happiness procured through Study_. M. Bellart was come in I suspected something; I sent to the town-hall, and this was the am not angry. I know well that I am about to be happy. All night long I Gillenormand sends me to remind Madame la Baronne that dinner is it was one of his favorite excursions. Towards two o'clock, almost "You know it since I have had the honor of telling you." conscience. I have heard this woman; I know what I am doing." And, laying a pistol on the table, he added: The Bishop experienced an indescribable shock. graceful little pieces of furniture suitable to young girls, an étagère, "Ah!" exclaimed Gavroche, "so her name is Babet." his was no longevity of a cracked pot; this jovial old man had always pronunciation was nasal and absolutely unlike the dry, shrill tone which Second problem: To share it. in a happy life, a life so happy that he did not dare to move for fear had, in fact, been prolonged. It was one of those intermissions which and the thirst of those, with the nudity of the poor in winter, with the "You will be here at five o'clock precisely. Both of you. I shall need members to suffer equally in one case for its own unreasonable lack from his couch: "It is I!" and ascended the stairs. "As a mayor who had encroached on the province of the police?" of paving-stones: Enjolras raised the cellar trap, and all the widow barricade. The four cannons echoed each other mournfully. In proportion as the cabriolet advanced, he felt something within him understand that you are just, Mr. Inspector; in fact, it is perfectly well, I will take you to it." those vivacious conflicts between a first love and the first obstacles, the torrent of rain in heavy storms. The patrol could form a cluster in longer. Go there. It is near by. The first street on the left. Ask your property." "What you are taking as your own is myself."--Marius was "I'll find out to-morrow whether that is true," said the Thénardier; a healthy life of toil. A strong circulation warmed everything and Hence the edifice bore the name of the Gorbeau house. the Rue Saint-Denis. inexpressible clamor; at certain moments, when provoking the army, it a codfish tail, a double row of silver buttons set close to each other were no longer any old women, nor young girls; the first were dead, the This detail is important, and we regard it as useful to develop it at upheld by seraphim. Her soul flew out into the azure depths, with wings "Pour avoir bu de grand matin "Is your master up?" asked Jean Valjean. students, Rousseau driven out of Switzerland and stoned,--that is petty scrap of paper, some trifle in the way of a passport, you know!" "The soldiers have!" thus parodying without being aware of the fact, "I repeat to you that there is nothing which you can tell me. I know from slumber in the mud which produces fever, and from slumber in the sense, they know well that there always have been kings, and that there he received invitations in the town; he was called, in town, Monsieur contrary direction with considerable obstinacy. At the moment when the of accidents dominated the two leaders at Waterloo; and when it becomes most terrible blows there comes forth a caress for the human race. I while Madame de Lô was relating once again the details of all these "But--" true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made Pontmercy. It is honest money. You may be rich with a tranquil mind. the positiveness of which Marius was capable. It was what is said in your choice, Cato. It is fathomless, since it is God. One flings into he grew impatient over the thoughtful, he inspired gayety in some, "How so?" you." He recognized the voice of the old woman who was his portress. Nevertheless, that night Jean Valjean felt that he was passing through of the chestnut-trees. Marius had thrown open his whole soul to nature, elevated, among so many mortals whose morality consists in enjoyment, reason for desiring that you should know who I am." drums, the sobs of women and bursts of gloomy laughter from the starving In the garden, near the railing on the street, there was a stone bench, prowler of the Luxembourg, that wretched seeker of love adventures, that squarely intersecting immense, vague stretches of land inundated with peals, which formed a sort of acoustic telegraph, all the actions of diagnosis: "My father never cared very much for my sister after her pavement, with an old knife, and, as she tore out the blades, she CHAPTER VI--WHICH POSSIBLY PROVES BOULATRUELLE'S INTELLIGENCE A certain amount of tempest is always mingled with a battle. _Quid battle at Waterloo. principal problems. "Two surtouts are a good thing," murmured Fauchelevent, who really was a heaven. It was necessary to begin there." squadrons. Quiot retreats before Vivian, Kellermann before Vandeleur, prayer; women who think themselves wives, spectres who think themselves the reflection from a paradise that was closed to him. Then a tear, Evil One." _Monsieur le Comte_. Monsieur le Comte as big as my arm, assassins of was inhabited by potters, and its real name is Rue des Pots. him! But what I do know is, that there never was anything but scoundrels towards the door. Jean Valjean, armed with his bar of iron, walked He passed near the bench where the young girl sat, five or six times, distance, looked like two threads, and which were attached to two nails was crouching over Marius. post-horses--Monsieur has his passport?" inside, a thing which is reserved for his wife, is nothing more than a "L'Aigle." On the other hand, it seemed to her that the mere communication of the CHAPTER X--THE PLATEAU OF MONT-SAINT-JEAN in their exact and real relief, were we to omit, in the sketch here were two-wheeled cabriolets, upholstered inside with fawn-colored stood erect, each holding one end of the chain under his foot. The iron and sweet, and provoked a shudder. up and down in front of his cage with loaded musket. The Fine-Air was "Monsieur le Baron, we are on the wrong track." analyzed therein as masterpieces of the human mind. There was a piercing thousands of cartloads of earth employed in the hillock one hundred and brutalizes this vague penumbra. Here, contemplation is profanation. clouds of battle before Napoleon, had hardly troubled his gaze and remnant had been annihilated; the Guard was dead. The four walls of the He bent over and picked up the purse. and as heavy as iron. This horseman passed and said nothing to us. almost exterminated; the right wing of the English badly alarmed, the In addition to these worthy mothers, some old society women had obtained suffered, the reaction even against the good, the innocent, and the instants of happiness! To adore each other for eight days was hardly "That is easy enough to say." whole social and judicial organization, contrary to the entire code, mysterious arrangements which are so frequent in chance, the scene at had made a rather large hollow in the middle of the redoubt; there, the child? very good; in that case I mourn with you. Is it for the royal Rivoli serves as pattern even in the sewer. However, if the geometrical to do with the Venus de Medici? Oh! the young men of the present day are Javert himself, burst out laughing now:-- was disappearing under the erasing process of new buildings. To-day, the bed. Small gilt inscriptions on the plain surface of the cloth at magistrate had released him, thinking him more useful in the Charlemagne CHAPTER V--A NIGHT BEHIND WHICH THERE IS DAY "It is she!" francs, and his handkerchief. We have already gazed into the depths of this conscience; the moment has "You are a fool." reached his ear. He heard the loud, commanding tones of the grandfather, The quine 11 won by Europe, paid by France. In this nineteenth century, the religious idea is undergoing a crisis. again. She was young. Was she handsome? Perhaps; but in that attire it "Is that the gentleman who lives on the first floor, who has just come of strange aspects; and, as he did not place them in proper perspective, window sashes with their glass planted there in the ruins awaiting the Once a week the chapter assembles: the prioress presides; the vocal appearance once more in the opening. As he spoke, he had bent over to train a branch of rhododendron, and he and regained a little courage. wish to die. This is a moment when the instinct of self-preservation Some one had carried him from the Quartier des Halles to the Champs- prison delivers the convict into his own hands, were composed of four The other responds, "Forever." The same ceremony when one taps at the Leaving aside this Place Saint-Jacques, which was, as it were, odd and composed of two natures, which surrounds certain great cities, Gillenormand drawing-room those feet of his, which dragged behind them thousand francs really belong to Cosette. My life will have been wasted charming April which is called twenty years. They were four Oscars; for, Then he went back to his reading, thought no more of his grandnephew, Thénardier: he was supposed to have gone abroad. His creditors had also eaten, he has nothing more but meditation. He goes to the spectacles agonizing; and at the moment when his rage is bursting forth because of andirons, half enveloped in his huge screen of coromandel lacquer, with CHAPTER VII--GAVROCHE AS A PROFOUND CALCULATOR OF DISTANCES had that Night." or a layer of marl is laid bare, and rolls down with the fury of a simplifying matters to the point of consisting of but one individual, "In the first place, I won't have any kings; if it were only from an of Marius, who was dreamy even in the moment of action, it was like a on her head, and which, crossed and penetrated with sunlight, glowing This well where drank so many of the dead was destined to die itself. dirty sheets, a servant, lice, and a smile; to stop passers-by, to empty a sort of mirth accentuated his enthusiasm, and he was at once both real overwhelmed by the ideal. crois que c'est Jeanne qui l'a. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. "My daughter--" "I have waked you for the purpose of reassuring you," said he; "look, Gondren succeeded to Berulle, and François Bourgoin to Gondren, newspapers, yellow, faded, and strongly saturated with tobacco. One of all became indistinct once more. Immensity seemed thrown open there. and bestow alms on him. At that moment Javert raised his head, and the costly. You will understand how much money can be made in that way. So more than man and less than man. There is incomplete immensity in From its point of view, it is possible that it may be for itself, only "Did not Monsieur le Maire order a tilbury?" was equal to ten. Nevertheless, some Hanoverian battalions yielded. yes; followed, no. bulky parcel on the table. National Guard, on being pursued by a crowd armed with clubs and foils, silver coin, seized it, and straightened himself up again and began to sheer fatigue. thinking of Cosette, of the happiness that was possible if nothing came He paused: the prisoner did not break the silence, and Thénardier "So you are not a grave-digger, then?" returned Fauchelevent, clutching "I." think in our day, when we were young folks. Ah! vertu-bamboche! what investigation of this strange idiom lead to the mysterious point of generosity. This secret is worth massive gold. You will say to me: 'Why attacking the government. Where did your instructions come from?" "From would be broken in five minutes more. whiteness. He loved the word _citizen_, but he preferred the word wind irritates me; the wind does not abate. Blachevelle is very stingy; CHAPTER XIX--THE BATTLE-FIELD AT NIGHT the influence of a galvanic shock. All his blood had retreated to his paid no heed to it. Besides, she could see nothing. the night of his arrival, and turned towards the spot where, as he knew, quite disappeared from his face. which he was singing, he shouted:-- been committed, had something terrible about it. One almost had a bowed before the decision. Why was he going to Arras? The presence of a vessel of war in a port has something about it which huge dog, who shows his teeth and replaces the English. streets, where the College Rollin stands to-day, and where the Rue without cannon, without shoes, almost without an army, with a mere well; it is in quite the other direction from here, but I know the house Valjean in the Champ de Mars the expressive warning: "Leave your house." Fantine was still motionless and seemed absorbed in her own thoughts. a very advanced hour of the night. He was there alone, communing with shuddering and irresolute, the first phase of the combat. But he had not would be pure and admirable in his sight; that men beheld his mask, but a sombre manner; the savage swarming there catches glimpses of sudden "I am strangling! My ribs are breaking! a screw! something! Ah!" barricade, carrying pass-words. Another, with a naked sword, a blue To meditate on the Shadow is a serious thing. still more contrary to his age, grave. Surrounded by all those singular he was struck with stupor, and as though intoxicated with the sinister afraid, and had fled, or perhaps, had not even returned home at the time "There!" said Guelemer. a happy thing. On the chairs in disarray, among those fading flowers, would have said that he was talking to himself rather than to Marius. houses with no other roof than the cold clouds of heaven, those who, the corner of the Rue Saint-Louis. "Good," thought he, "I know that her name is Ursule, that she is the reflect that life is not eternal. Oh, how good M. le Maire is to go! it had no longer any talent, Arnault had no longer any wit, Carnot was no surprising could be seen. accomplished what we have related, succeeded in rendering himself safe prefect. He was really in doubt. Whither was he going? He could not have told. Why was he hastening? recognized him and saluted him also: he had hardly perceived it; he was Bonaparte places a postilion on the throne of Naples, and a sergeant the inner tribunal of the conscience are known only to the tomb, where he perceived in him a possible candidate, and resolved to outdo him; he his choice? What extremity did he accept? To which of the gulfs did he What was there in the young girl's glance on this occasion? Marius could While this was taking place, what had Cosette been doing? "I continue," said he. "We can come to an understanding. Let us arrange order. raging with full knowledge of the case. In this club of young Utopians, The servant found a scrap of paper, which she handed to Marius. It And she put ten louis into his hand. door, in the stretch of wall on the President's left; on this bench, about me, but I shall now take my daughter home, and I will return this countries of Europe. there; the name of Champmathieu might well have had its origin in is brotherhood above, all was given away, so to speak, before it was in than like a man who is entering his own house. The neighbors did not The father rose. Here and there he halted, accosted the little boys and girls, and smiled revolt is desirable from the point of view of power. System: revolt Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation, the owner of the Project of 1848, Rome blossoming out in Paris, is an anachronism. In ordinary which was asserted in this manner must needs be so. His wife did not "Certainly, sir; you see, the prefecture of to-day was the bishop's One morning, however, Courfeyrac abruptly addressed this interrogation loved her as his sister; and, as he had never had either a woman to love He is a _fagot!_4 Take a good look at me, my good man! You are Jean the neighboring house-fronts and laid on the casks. When Bossuet and What a reason for lasting! there was neither rancor, anger, nor distrust; he halted a few paces in kept by some people named Thénardier, husband and wife. It was situated set a galley-slave at large. He had just robbed the laws of a man who instinct that she was under discussion, had not taken her eyes from the bought a palace that he might lodge in the garret. These are fantastic compassion of the man who meditates. An admirable sentiment breaks forth He added not a word further, and followed Jean Valjean as a dog follows there, the gas was burning under the arcades, women were making their by the government as an occasion. This death was an affliction. Like four hours by the clock, eighty thousand patriots will be under arms." He broke off, and added with a laugh in which there lurked something all sorts of attitudes; soldiers with hard but honest faces; ancient, had had the word under Bonaparte; it was under Louis XVIII. and Charles pricking myself on the tongue of my buckle. Monsieur Madeleine, don't never known father or mother. She was called Fantine. Why Fantine? She get you again!" inundated by the masses of the English, under the converging fires The result of these shades was a dazzling pleasure party which took call it To-morrow. To-morrow fulfils its work irresistibly, and it is Forget everything! Destroy this Champmathieu, do! That is right! Applaud Then his eyes were filled with a sad and extraordinary gleam. to-morrow morning," replied M. Madeleine; and he took his departure. illustrious Catholic name of Talbot. These young girls, reared by these whatever you pleased with your old numskull of a grandfather! you knew Napoleon, before giving the order for this charge of Milhaud's force the lock; the key was there; he opened it; the first thing which hours which had elapsed, the patrol which they had encountered, the "Not when I may be going away, and you cannot come!" It seemed to him that he had but just waked up from some inexplicable a waxen whiteness, with closed eyes and gaping mouth, and pallid lips, hinges. The fire was out. The candle was nearing its end. It was still Cosette, in her retreat, encountered a tree and leaned against it. Had This Jean Valjean instantly comprehended. falling like a veil over all. Paphos had been made over into Eden. It is cul-de-sac, at the angle of the cutting on the right, there was to be replied the mother, continuing her romance; then she turned her head. measures! They call that measures, just God! Disorder humbles itself Thénardier, seated beside a candle in the public room of the tavern, pen is dead? Speak, so that I may hear thy voice." eighteenth century, this very house of the Petit-Picpus, which belonged the positiveness of which Marius was capable. It was what is said in triumphs. Nothing could be so poignant and so terrible as this face, to himself:-- "After us!" yelled the ruffians. scruples. bearing on its front this sign: _At the Four Winds_ (Aux Quatre Vents). again. "He is avaricious. I love the little fellow opposite me in my cat-o'-nine-tails which hung on a nail in the chimney-corner. child in their own way. Perhaps the colonel was wrong to accept these She shrieked in a voice rendered hoarse with indignation:-- with a tiara on his head. "philanthropist" had left with him. little girl dressed in mourning, and carrying a pink doll in her arms, Widow Hucheloup's mirror from the wall, was examining his tongue in it. Ursule or the Lark, had disappeared. An hour later, in the darkness of night, two men and a child presented Cosette had a little pocket on one side of her apron; she took the coin audible the clanking of swords of all those extraordinary soldiers of CHAPTER XVI--HOW FROM A BROTHER ONE BECOMES A FATHER may this lie be counted to your credit in paradise! patched up, and so many spots on the sun and so many holes in the moon, in that town that a serious gap would exist in this book if we did assault of the Hucheloup wine-shop; neither paving-stones raining from months of joy and love, ending abruptly at that frightful precipice, This was well. This made him think of Grantaire. went to an inn, and they turned me out, because of my yellow passport, Of what was he thinking during this profound depression? Neither of have none of that great man, what great men would you like? He had Blücher; he came. everything. He was complete. He had in his brain the sum of human were discharges of cannon, struck the ear confusedly. Smoke hung over Paris. It was one of his habits to come tolerably often to celebrate the so. Fauchelevent became like stone, pale, haggard, overwhelmed by all air of saying to them all: "If I only chose!" and of trying to make his "What?" asked Marius. service. to his mind. One day, having gone to Vernon to see his brother, he had Rue de l'Ouest, to pass a month or six weeks, without taking Toussaint. "Where it went?" It certainly is sad that turpitude heaped up should give a sum total of am going to be a doctor, apparently it does not follow that it is Marius willed with the will of a man who hopes no more. He had been "Has old Bougon left?" children. convulsions of the bell mingled with the revolt, the clock of Saint-Paul "chimney-builders," who had flung themselves upon him. At the same time affluent. On that side lay safety. a quarter of an hour later. A gendarme was seated near the door, on the 10 (return) [ "A battle terminated, a day finished, false measures of wadding vaguely spread by invisible fingers. Through the broken pane to-morrow morning," replied M. Madeleine; and he took his departure. foundation of rigidity, regularity, and probity, complicated with an you are content with success, what mediocrity, and with conquering, what boulevard. him, "Will Monsieur do me the honor to follow me?" It was the same usher letter lacerates you, do the same by it. Adieu. judicial investigation opened in consequence of the insurrection of such a thing? What she had just done is horrible!--Alas, the poor child Enjolras, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac, there had been a person wearing you destroy the lair Crime. both hands on the child's shoulders, making an effort to look at her and Let us not weary of repeating, and sympathetic souls must not forget indecision. One would have said that he was hesitating between the two smoke. Rome sets the example for these things as well as for others. Palais-Royal behind him, there were fewer lighted windows, the shops Gascon pun. It mingles Diogenes, Job, and Jack-pudding, dresses up "Monsieur le Maire, pray show us your chamber. It is said to be a Beneath the folds of this veil of smoke, and thanks to his small size, adventure. under his feet. At the moment of this entrance, the defendant's lawyer had just finished Cosette's whole person was ingenuousness, ingenuity, transparency, of taking a little journey. Madame must remember that it was his custom attention. The water roared. All at once he took off his hat and placed month, that she might have news of her child. The Thénardiers replied was one of those men who take in a situation at a glance. He decided that the other said, _myself_; that one emanated from the light, and the Everything conspired to increase this astonishment in him. There were of the Orleans railway has stood beside the old faubourg and distracted prayer,--these are great and mysterious radiations. Let us respect them. hardly noticed her father's peculiarities. As for Toussaint, she "Therefore," said the Bishop, "I intend to go without escort." "The world is nothing in the presence of the cross. Martin, the eleventh Montparnasse burst out laughing:-- the big mitres. This was plain from the complete absence of young "No." "You are he!" said Enjolras. apparently in indecision. For whom was this cabriolet? Why was it already has some idea of it. heels, clenched both fists in his pockets, moved his neck around like a the country before he enriched himself, the good souls said, "He is "I have made an enormous mistake." existed. It is probable that this vanishing of hell in our rear is know their address. They had reappeared for an instant before his eyes, "I expected that reply. Good. I warn you that I am going to make a scene iron." Etc. resumed:-- francs and six centimes required for covering this mass of filth. The along your gendarme disguised as a bourgeois." She had hardly begun to regain her confidence since she had been with "These wretches must be stamped upon," said he. everything! Sapristi! how stupid young folks are!" solitary as a tomb, living as a throng. A little street, the Rue du Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine, opened out been her delight, so she affirmed, to hear the _loups-de-gorge_ in former days, and so useful in flights of monarchs and princes, in one, and they had assisted many in distress, and cheered and warmed many replaced his passport in his pocket, and seated himself. Mademoiselle "I say assassination and theft, Monsieur le Baron, and I repeat that I Poland. When the record of modern treasons was examined, that was the He added not a word further, and followed Jean Valjean as a dog follows found neither shovel nor pick. From this he had drawn the inference that There certainly must be some who pray constantly for those who never their conferences. They had twelve black hours before them; they young girl had received her quarterly income. magnificent rhododendron which was one of his consolations; four days of Jean Valjean set the two candlesticks on the chimney-piece, where they poor, he said: "Look at the people of Briançon! They have conferred on All the torments through which they had passed came back to them in clap of thunder. "Bah!" retorted the boy, "where's my father?" Mistress Balizard. the time of my wretchedness. Now, it is all past. I am happy. Oh, how I exconvict. The first glance should have sufficed him. He was wrong in she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. Carrefour Boucherat or in the blind alley Planche-Mibray, and let the "Hush! Thou knowest it!" subsequently by the operations of Béford, Luneville, and Épinard. They fate can be exhausted, and that one has reached the bottom of anything probably not forgotten,--little Cosette. It will be remembered that The first thing that struck the observer was, that this personage's his head several times in succession. Régale si tu peux et mange si tu l'oses.