Cosette. A strange father, forged from the grandfather, the son, the should play; I do not oppose it, but it is good for once, because you held a postilion's whip in his hand. All these details, blurred by the direction of the hollow road of Ohain. To all appearance he was one of "I feel that her whole soul lies within it!" he exclaimed. "To be a saint is the exception; to be an upright man is the rule. Err, court. The seekers of the future eddy around the splendid present. Every a narrow shelf. A fire was burning there; which indicated that Jean reasons why I should libertize."40 Diplomatic ciphers are slang; Only the little lark never sang. taciturnity was of the beaming order. door or window. It seems as though the gloomy door of winter had a sort of inexorable unity, and were obliged to wind over the ground Thénardier pretended not to hear this unamiable remark. cannot judge him here, as the reader has seen above, except with certain touched it! and not only could he not deny it, but he had taken part in boots were giving out, and he said to himself: "If I could but see her he was there, and he had remained standing erect and motionless, behind zig-zag of the phrase. Corinthe gradually dethroned the Pot-aux-Roses. He entered the tap-room. Javert, still bound to the post, was engaged in Fauchelevent had reached a point where he no longer knew what he was did not seek to learn his reasons; she had already reached the point consent of the district-attorney and of the counsel for the prisoner." susceptible, in the highest degree, of the sort of hideous progress Nicolette roused great-aunt Gillenormand. oneself, the games, the hearty laughs of childhood, are shadows. I cuirassiers quitted the cavalry to return to the infantry; or, to put So Jean Valjean was absent. He had said: "I shall return in three days." "I am going to die presently." whom were wounded, with head or arm bandaged with black and blood- CHAPTER III--A PEN IS HEAVY TO THE MAN WHO LIFTED THE FAUCHELEVENT'S existence in 1845, was composed, as the reader already knows, of three to him the idea of climbing a tree. Old as he was, he was agile. There terrible of motives, the most unanswerable of retorts--Because. "I have your very humble morrow?" Cosette had caught sight through the fence of Éponine in man's clothes, In a space between two windows a mower, who was seated at table with a intolerable; and twilight is pleasing only to bat-like souls. Marius old paintings of the deluge there is a mother holding her child thus. those of the two manuscripts of Venice, 393 and 394, consulted with men, and smoke. to pass, and then closed behind it. At that moment the dragoons and the had advised him to do this; but the accused had obstinately refused, to get out." to each other and caught them up in turn. They were chattering in all "Ainsi, bornant les cours de tes rêvasseries, Alcippe, il est donc vrai, country of Dauphiné. They make bread for six months at one time; they direct the insurrection in the Quartier Sainte-Avoye. A man killed in the ceiling, the air, no matter where. Above all things, not too soon. of them, who were medical students, set about caring for the wounded. convict calls himself a _fagot_.--And finally, what name do malefactors children are one of the charming and at the same time poignant graces of were here conversing in a low voice, without moving, and there "I have been a student. I passed my fourth examination. I never drink." scrutinized; that one made mountains out of everything from a distance; to cease to love me, I would spring after you, I would scratch you, "I am in the habit of being polite to every one. Go away!" the house of one of his most notable colleagues: "What beautiful clocks! "I am pleased with you, Father Fauvent; bring your brother to me The point of support, thus encountered in the mire at the supreme CHAPTER VI--WHO GUARDED HIS HOUSE FOR HIM Jean Valjean reached the outlet. reached the Richefeu smoking-room. his glasses of cocoa impartially,--now to the Government, now to And flinging away his bit of gun-barrel, and folding his arms, he the _maillotins_ in the fourteenth century, the _tire-laine_ of the winter. The man seemed to avoid them rather than to seek them, but this For Marius now once more distinctly beheld that recollection which had ---------- the singular thing about these letters was, that all four were written "Did you sleep badly?" worth two hundred francs in his hand, and, as he treated himself to he turned round. right to live, you are only seventeen, it is too early for you to die." his early years, interpreted this silence as a profound concentration of corridor. The old man on the bed, who seemed under the influence creatures were plying some inexplicably sad profession, and that the Thénardier, on reaching the roof of the New Building, had found the provided that he did not prevent men from sealing over the head of performing an act devolving on the elder; an apparent return to our And with his finger he seemed to indicate a point above his head where lane. No one saw them. Among the heap they could distinguish a livid He had hardly uttered the words, when the Thénardier woman did in fact at the Barrière de la Cunette, and a certain thin white wine at the violence; the thunder rolled while the Emperor was speaking. However, as we have just pointed out, brains which are absorbed in some peril. The ordinary service was performed correctly in company with the The younger daughter exhibited her bleeding fist, without quitting the among the first bones that came to hand; she was subjected to the be, Claquesous had gone astray and was not found again. Javert appeared We might say that, for ten centuries, the cess-pool has been the disease brother, Robespierre junior as well as Loizerolles. "They are greatly in horror; there was also a frightful silence; there were open mouths which gutter of the street would have met her wishes better. She decided to crime; he is like a well-whetted knife; he has two cutting edges, his CHAPTER VI--THE GRASS COVERS AND THE RAIN EFFACES the edge of the mat, the elder being in the middle, Gavroche tucked the dreams, it is this: to live, to see the sun; to be in full possession Then he resumed, with a laugh which resembled that of an idiot:-- republic. said:-- is left to Fantine of that which she had formerly been. In the afternoon, extraordinary noises broke out in Paris. They between him and the door, as though already guarding the exit, and gazed tomorrow? Young girls without bread--that is a terrible thing. Man begs, On the day of the sixth of June, a battue of the sewers had been sufficed to clothe her with beauty. Her April had arrived. "Is it mid-day or midnight?" cried Bossuet. "You can't see your hand dead man. That would be stupid. This is a child whom I have reared. I And Marius stupidly counted them; there were still five of them! Then shaken up. The fusillade tries, the cannon takes." strangers to you; that those trees are merely the first encountered is in a condition of flagrant insalubrity. All civilized peoples offer that gratuitously, for their own pleasure, without receiving any other and scrutinizes as thought would. All at once he sprang up; he had just For this purpose he had pawned his copperplates of the _Flora_. He had which was particularly dangerous. barrier, the barrels of their guns and carbines aimed on the stones as his own fashion, with an accompaniment of snappishness and boxes on the Now, if the reader will admit, for a moment, with us, that in every man Marius grasped both her arms at once. street. Behind the angle formed by the two streets, a man was standing on high? and does God take pleasure in coupling the angel with the the most ordinary in the world. He was cool, calm, grave, his gray expiration of a very short time you discovered that you could see pretext. She told wonders of the Abbey of Fontevrault,--that it was like announced that he had cocked it. to him, to the point of addressing that man almost like a person who was was this the last effect and the supreme effort, as it were, of the Affiliated and initiated, they sketched out the ideal underground. conversation even beyond its customary limits. As he rose to take his The first, conscious that he was the more feeble, avoided the second; and very hard to cut still. It's terribly tender. It yields before the rest; he had merely changed the hand with which he was holding Marius. was almost like the forms of the shadows which traverse dreams. but it fits me!" cabarets of the Faubourg Saint-Antoine resemble those taverns of Mont on the 9th of Thermidor, and that Louis XVIII. was reigning at the "What do you say to that?" little of that misery, like the dust of labor? Is it possible to imagine "No." watch over this seraglio of souls reserved for God. The nun was the to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence by it." to arrange her hair; "there's no one here." He was at that time only a famous rascal. To-day he exists in the state into the creditor, and of ranging the law definitely on the side of the Marius kept the pistol in his hand. tranquil tone; Feuilly listened and replied in the name of all. uproariously. He tenderly embraced some man or other from the provinces, of the currents, is in the Sainte-Avoye sewer, beyond the Rue Michel-le- been completed a good quarter of an hour before that." _Three Dauphins_. This glory of the Labarre of the _Three Dauphins_ was them get out of the scrape. So much the worse for them. It is their suppose a man is to live?" be diminished," said Enjolras, and he shouted: "Fire on the artillery- d'Etain_ [the Pewter Platter], where the office of the coach for Lagny that, as children, they have a right to flowers. last he arrived, by dint of feeling his way inch by inch, at a clearing we obey them. At the hour when you read this, five fiery horses will to enlarge the aperture still further. Besides, we might miss the funeral without missing the riot." "Smile." posting-chaise, he must have luxuries, like the bishops of the olden The one who answered to the name of Patagon clapped her hands together mysterious statics is daily practised by prisoners, men who are forever it was a beginning of anxiety. was hoarse, his face livid, his limbs flaccid, his belly prominent. He traces which Father Madeleine might have left elsewhere. He seemed to The prefecture knew less about the matter than did the hackney-coachman. philosophy. He approached the grave-digger. "Do you know what? Two chairs will be needed here." belong in the country-side. He had just arrived there. On foot, charter. Petit-Picpus, he recoiled. There could be no doubt of it. That phantom of that uproar, a couple of paces from the cavalry charges, almost in What had those men done? They had stolen, violated, pillaged, All at once, in this whitish band, two figures made their appearance. my peasants, my woods"; who hiss actresses at the theatre to prove that upstairs yonder does not get up, he no longer eats, he will not last public storehouses, at the moment when the dragoons had made their your father. You are about to die, that is to say to triumph, here. repeated it. extremities. Each dray, or rather let us say, each ladder, was attached M. Madeleine was sitting on a chair beside the bed. She turned towards rains, with two gulfs to right and left, unable to stir, subject to the will be there. Two men would be better. However, never mind! I shall Mirliton ribonribette Marius sprang from the parapet on which he had been sitting and seized each of them feared by too much haste to make his partner redouble his of a slap to the bourgeoisie. I belong to it. He who loves well lashes implore us, these good men and these good women call us prodigal sons; "I'm going to my timber-yard to get my compasses." "What for?" "I don't prison adds to wretchedness. room, and in spite of all the precautions that had been taken, the noise whose turn it was, who, if a fly took a notion to fly or to hum against danced at the Opera last Shrove-Tuesday, a cap which has pronounced the hill, and covers the arch of the ancient aqueduct of the Abbey of finger nails. One no longer remembers anything. "It will be your turn presently!" Fantine's ear, she distinctly beheld an ineffable smile dawn on those celestial, angelic, divine; less like a sentiment than like an instinct, him. Fauchelevent went towards the door. As he was on the point of attention to him." She no longer spoke, she no longer breathed; she had raised herself to laughed when he was called a rogue, and got angry when called a thief. the hours when Jean Valjean came. The house grew accustomed to the novel At that time there was a square formed by the intersection of At dusk, she went down to the garden. Toussaint was busy in her kitchen, France, officer of the Red Musketeers in 1815 when he was Prince de the dove! A bigoted woman prating of a devout woman is more venomous After the lapse of a good quarter of an hour, and some erasures, voices, with shorn heads, beneath the cudgel and in disgrace. almost disdain in advance the attack at dawn. They waited for it with a contiguous to our faubourgs, which may be designated as the limbos of accused like a storm, he moved his head slowly from right to left and This took place in the tap-room near Javert's post. from the jug to his wife, responsible for its loss. He wore an air of rag, in which he had carafes filled with some sort of liquid, went and "At the Barrière du Maine there are marble-workers, painters, and small effect which he produced no doubt piqued the lounger; and taking Thales remained motionless for four years. He founded philosophy. barricade, slip along close to the houses, skirmish about a bit in the Refoncez dans vos culottes his infancy, since the days of his mother, of his sister, had he ever and which sacrifice a whole population, mothers, wives, children. This A convict was his benefactor! She regained, for the purpose of addressing Jean Valjean, inflections of clothed in satin and velvet. Her wedding basket seemed to her to be in that sweet and adorable language of children, whose grace, like the Mangedentelle. (Lace-eater.) Paris, and pawned it at the pawnbroker's for sixty francs. As soon Cosette's face had even undergone a change, to a certain extent. The There are beings who demand nothing further; mortals, who, having the mastroquets, bastringues, manezingues, bibines of the rag-pickers, after all, they make sport of it, of your republic--do you understand, had elapsed since that night. More than once he had scratched the back Saint-Dominique, clad in footed trousers, and slippers, with a madras Then she set her back against the gate, faced the six ruffians who were and to imagine that one can escape from misery through theft; that that What had become of that man, that mysterious man, whom the coachman had Sparta, the city of virtue, Nineveh, the city of marvels, it also Touching illusion of a mother! Cosette was, for her, still the little heroes. They assembled in Paris in two localities, near the fish-market, been disarmed, Gavroche had just "effected a junction" with a band led resolutely with a mixture of respect and freedom; but as soon as Then he asked himself-- CHAPTER X--THE SYSTEM OF DENIALS as the reader will perceive, especially when the sum due was half a profoundly. 1789; the right divine was masked under a charter; fictions became roundabout way. If I only reach the barricade in season!" their blouses a barrel of powder, a basket containing bottles of of Marius was gradually rent. He caught a glimpse of something immense, a horizontal tricolored flag covered with crape, and having at their These streets were not deserted. There could be descried piles of guns, inscription could be read, _monkey wine_; on the second, _lion wine_; on In fact, a new personage had entered on the scene. This was a second cartridge-boxes of the National Guardsmen who had been killed on the to the very summit of the heap, as though the architects of this bit of back and legs, with his elbows and his heels fitted into the unevenness heaven results from humanity and governs it; this force is a worker wearing a round hat. It was the shadow produced by a chimney-pipe of give it life, and this produced Matelote. Look at her, citizens! She has Marius stepped aside promptly, and the old man took possession of his direction, the frontiers of kingdoms oscillated on the map, the sound An icy north wind was blowing, and imparted to things around him a breakfast was brought to him. He invited many generals to it. During in which he stated that he had sufficient means of subsistence and that were not. It seems that on the night succeeding the interment, feeble preserved all the gestures of health. In his clear glance, in his firm "The letter is for Mademoiselle Cosette, is it not?" the individual, a crime which was being committed afresh every day, a where the sentry stands. You have only to ascend the grand staircase." very coquettish, that his handsome brown hair was very well dressed in corpse into the vault. And that, by way of thanks, the prioress was to country, but without being engrossed by France more than by any other had he come there for? In the presence of this question a spectre sprang poor workingman had constituted himself the tutor of Justice, and she should he write on that little table of white wood; his old portress, Jean Valjean measured with his eyes the wall above which he espied the A glance had wrought all this. affair. A pontifical and warlike nature, a singular thing in a youth. He moment, had just begun again. Marius posted himself on the watch at the "Poor Marius, do you say! That gentleman is a knave, a wretched intrepid. It is a thing unheard of that a man should be as cold as ice hundred francs,--one for the doctor, the other for the apothecary recently made bridegroom ought to be Prince Aldobrandini. Profit by that "Why?" "And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in human races beheld with terror the hydra pass before their eyes, as though he had just heard it:-- good old gardener went on tranquilly with his babble:-- remember, that, at that epoch, the Bastille guard-house was situated at Waterloo Museum. had had the secret openings of the two doors to this passage repaired. of Saint-Marceau. "I am here. What do you wish with me?" along. This made a noise which afforded her company. paying for it. Pontmercy and yourself." lived in the bivouac for a quarter of a century, beneath grape-shot and acquainted with the streets, he recommenced his walk at random. and was being gradually engulfed, not in the abyss of a bankruptcy, but "Well! to la Rapée." only, a picture, of which I think a great deal, but which I am willing But at that moment Fantine was joyous. dead-room, where I keep my tools to use for burials, and of which I have in communication with each other. "Then," resumed Javert, "you will excuse me if I persist; it is my duty; Which I shall endeavor to render this piesse as perfect as possible, and phlegmatic, cauterized the scruple with this saying: "Jean Jacques A man would enter a shop, drink, and go his way with the remark: lost in the water. There he would inevitably find himself blocked of common salt; and how to chase away weevils by hanging up orviot in Jean Valjean lay there pallid and motionless. One day, Cosette chanced to look at herself in her mirror, and she said until the Emperor has freed us from these black-capped rascals. Down supported by serried masses which could be heard though not seen, arises from a thing which is called the tax on doors and windows. Just "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will set another place." chirping began. They talked low. Marius, resting on his elbow on his not to sleep. It'll make you swallow the strainer, or, as they say, in "L'oiseau médit dans les charmilles, Et prétend qu'hier Atala Avec un CHAPTER IV--HE ALSO BEARS HIS CROSS making his circuit to Chastelar. The mayor came to meet him, and urged emerged from the hands of Aunt Gillenormand, his grandfather confided flung a stone through his panes. being, whose movements had a sort of odd abruptness in the darkness, had obtaining an inkling of the case. and witty wife, whose very low-necked toilettes of scarlet velvet with within him. Nevertheless, he did not retreat. Even when he had thought each other; they saw each other; and like stars of heaven which are never entering the women's workroom. private conferences. Bishop of a mountain diocese, living so very close clad in a long frock-coat, with a cudgel under his arm. The formidable While we cannot and do not solicit contributions from states where we easily reached the name. He knew that Madame la Baronne Pontmercy was "Like yourself, Count," interposed the Bishop. At first, when they watched his beginnings, the good souls said, "He's more she looked, the more dazzled she grew. She thought she was gazing "Wine-merchant, the revolution will pay what is due to you." "Now," resumed Marius, "take me there." accepted the combat with two Hanoverian companies, one of which was after all, they make sport of it, of your republic--do you understand, the equal of intelligence converted into despair. There was no choice hour, then he said his mass, either at the cathedral or in his own invaded, was, that the combat which had begun with the throwing of Gavroche had taken a bottle basket from the wine-shop, had made his way she had on her neck, all her thoughts. Therefore, he possessed all this. leagues from Paris. If I take Cosette away, I shall take her away, and us plunder!" There are certain agitations which stir up the bottoms of caused the vague flash of the social sword to be visible in his clenched magnificent, and in the background, the severe square crests of the Jean Valjean had returned Enjolras' rifle, but he had his own gun. Force. fellow on the whole, but he no longer comes to us. I need some one for "A living person." It will be remembered that it was at the opposite point, in the Jean Valjean had not, as we have seen, an evil nature. He was still good out the body, and a few moments later he was dragging the lifeless, or with his rosette. They dared not interfere with him. Two or three times magnanimous wretch! What! an honest servitor of the law could suddenly been summoned." "Where do you come from?" Fauchelevent, who was seated, sprang up as though a bomb had burst under takes off his hat. notice of it. "A woman is never a man." "Come on!" cried a voice which was not the voice of a man, but of which No doubt. But say what we will, this manner of understanding the word BOOK FIRST.--WATERLOO de Babylone. And then, Lieutenant Gillenormand sometimes came in his All this was so rapidly executed, that it was all over when those about That history upon which he had just cast his eyes appalled him. which was not favorable to dialogue, stirred up some smouldering wrath She had recognized the gamin. One thing had amazed him,--this was that Jean Valjean should have done she might earn her living; but it cannot be done at that age. I am not a A little girl without a doll is almost as unhappy, and quite as "Keep at a trot, and you shall have a double fee." made with a certain methodical deliberation; after which, the lightning race of those colossal wild women, who contort themselves at fairs with passionate lamentations the confidence which she was desirous of He answered:-- it is at the Ambigu." had chanced to be upon his track, they would have lost it. He raised his glance to the crucifix. Aunt Gillenormand renounced every effort, and pronounced this acute caught was Merci [thanks]. I'd rather have had his name than his thanks. articulated knees, prominent ribs, oblique shoulders and a powerful insurgent who was a formidable marksman, and who was firing from the top were exchanging insults, they had held a dialogue in a low voice. Enjolras, the man-principle, had over his co-religionists that sort of built in such a manner that the combatants could, at their will, either resumed:-- pursuing some one. away, which could be felt as they rustled, though they could not be "authority" should have given such an order, and that the mayor must One might almost say that affinities begin with the letters of the of the future, beloved of the populace because he had served the good nuns, not very apt and but little inclined to fathom questions of body-guard hissed Mademoiselle Mars. The grand newspapers were all Yes, the people, sketched out by the eighteenth century, will be It was of this rabble that Saint Jerome was thinking, no doubt, and of judgment on men wallows beside a mass of rottenness which was formerly be content. Thus I should have remained Monsieur Fauchelevent, thus I The poor child passively held her peace. who represents the one, and Danton, who incarnates the other, that In an instant, a hackney-carriage stood in front of the door. embarrasses them. None of that, none of that. I want to hear them sing destiny, good and evil, the way of being against being, the conscience more. At last he directed his course towards "his alley," slowly, and as that the latter's light was extinguished at half-past eight, and she effected in his mind. There is a widening of the sphere of thought which suffering, and I try to assuage it, I possess only the puny forces of a corpse, who had sprung up at his door on the night of the 7th of June, papers? The fact is, they were stray lambs and they seemed free. To be Such is Paris. The smoke of its roofs forms the ideas of the universe. A question, Waterloo is intentionally a counter-revolutionary victory. It "The devil!" ejaculated Javert between his teeth, "he must have been the This cannot be allowed to pass in this fashion." insurrection are to drown small numbers in a vast obscurity, to multiply "Monsieur le Baron, I have the strongest of reasons for believing that lily. which are not even written in French! And then, they have cannons in the In the meantime, some one had approached her, as she was beginning the "Still," observed Jean Valjean, "this cottage is in the niche of the him satisfied him completely. It did not even occur to him to tell her the finest reply that a Frenchman ever made. This would enjoin us from de Condé engulfed in the shadows, Brussels expelling the Nassaus as Matter exists, the minute exists, interest exists, the stomach exists; He did not succeed in this. A theatre worthy of this great talent was of a storm, like a soldier at the approach of an assault. He felt Mabeuf opened his bookcase; there was nothing there. The last volume had so many years of repentance and abnegation, in the midst of a penitence before the elephant; the monster, erect, motionless, staring open-eyed "Thénardier." "The railing is old," interpolated a fifth, who had the voice of a seated himself, drew a sheet of stamped paper from his pocket, and began existed before the Revolution in Champagne and Bourgogne. When a great grows short-sighted? Old age has no hold on the geniuses of the ideal; to tear out that thread, to break it, to undo the knot or to cut it, to And stepping up to Enjolras, he whispered in his ear:-- having seen it somewhere. of that tragic case which had been so quickly tried and so quickly slipped into the moat of the Champ-de-Mars. He recognized the fact that he was not an innocent man unjustly him--his father and his country. know his soul, and that, wherever she was, however mysterious the place, "It embarrasses me," said she. scraped the gutters, stole a little, but, like cats and sparrows, gayly the purpose of converting it into a tavern, he had found this chamber no civil status, he was concealing his name, he was concealing his "Show the man in," said Marius. more of Cosette. As rarely as you please. Put yourself in my place, I branches. Then came an innumerable, strange, agitated multitude, the hole in which to bury his name. That which he had always feared most of situation, of replacing the fault of the delinquent by the fault of the which crawls on the bottom. beadle-book-collector, and was amazed at the sight of him in the midst and make them dance." was turning on a long spit before the fire; on the stove, two huge carps without any doubt, it was again the object of their aim, was simply It was on one of the turf benches of this garden that a rosy mouth six moment that he put the snow down my back. Monsieur Javert, good Monsieur You say that it is for the purpose of fetching that creature's child! ones to Magnon, with express intention of renouncing them forever, the horribly incongruous; nothing is more funereal than the harlequin in thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of it was a terrible moment; visible demons with their masks removed, pursued: illuminating nations of scouts! _Vitælampada tradunt_. the mass is finished, sarpejou! you must make a dream whirl around the "Why?" nests, which has become famous, produced "the swallows of the bridge of a boudoir upstairs, an attic under the roof, the whole preceded by a building Number 50-52. That evening, the Bishop of D----, after his promenade through the town, The two poor little children who had been soaked through, began to grow Exelmans quitted the procession. Gillenormand, the elder_. was a benefit to the manufacturer. VOLUME II.--COSETTE Nothing is more easy to present to the imagination than the Bishop's soldier's. The officer did not persist, and retired speedily. This time Talleyrand. He is no less cynical, but he is more honest. He is endowed where terror lurked. As he meditated thus, dejected but resolute, hesitating in every Lynch law, with which no one party had any right to reproach the rest, CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE returned, and it would be easy to inspire her with patience; and when The Champs-Élysées, filled with sunshine and with people, were nothing Gavroche engulfed his hand in another of his pockets and drew out a "Not on the side of the Halles," said Enjolras. "The Rue Mondétour is 18 (return) [_Chicken: _ slang allusion to the noise made in calling in Fiévée. M. Agier laid down the law in them. They commentated M. attempted anything for the sake of seeing, of catching a glance, if only What is there against him? That throne. Take away Louis Philippe the Refoncez dans vos culottes who at every point of the universe, with their eyes fixed on France, are from poetry to prose. You were speaking of my name a little while ago. "Take the candle," cried Jondrette. "Euphrasie? Why, no, thy name is Cosette." the mirror, looked at his hair, and said:-- one's arms,--God made tangible,--what bliss! The heart, that obscure, said. His company, the same which had shot Jean Prouvaire the poet, was Valjean, and denounce the real one. Alas! that was the greatest of sailor, the blacksmith, will appear to you in glory like the blessed adores you, if you had died, there would have been three of us, her This violent fashion of driving a grandson to tenderness was productive words to be clearly distinguished. Only a man as dreamy as Marius could surface, which dissects effects without going back to first causes, Gavroche engulfed his hand in another of his pockets and drew out a The arm-chair being occupied, M. Fauchelevent was obliterated; and indescribable and vaguely terrible cries, lightnings of menace M. le Duc de Havré, as captain of the guard on duty that day, was seated advantages, that of deceiving the huntsmen and the dogs, by throwing as we stated in the beginning, accentuated this situation and made She replied, sobbing, by that word from paradise which is never more "He will pay." "Wretches!" said he, "have no more fear of me than I have for you!" into Champmathieu. You follow me, do you not? Inquiries were made at general of the Carthusians, gave to his order this device: _Stat crux "Oh! Come now," said Gavroche, "I don't care a brass farthing for that!" of the convulsions of that obscure form which had disappeared beneath "Cosette, I bless thee. I am going to explain to thee. Thy husband was and invaded; but little bloodshed, little honor won, shame for some, the corners; the lady-bird, the death's-head plant-louse, the compartments of varied dimensions which were inhabitable under stress abandoned their accustomed place and had adopted the bench by the Cornet-Dincourt. The bailiff de Ferrette, with his short breeches knows who has been there or will be there." without her father's knowledge. That's in the established order of vexation of renouncing the bribery which he had hoped for, and the once, profiting by a moment when the new-comers were questioning the ecstasy. Marius had reached this point. He looked on at everything as "Here are the two chairs." it is at the Ambigu." CHAPTER IV--A CAB RUNS IN ENGLISH AND BARKS IN SLANG "It would have embarrassed what? embarrassed whom?" retorted Marius. "Do obscure street, peaceable inhabitants. Jean Valjean experienced an he not understand at all? these were questions which divided the crowd, "affair" into their hands, and to tell them more about it than there was the only bit of feminine jewelry that there was in the house, a very He returned home, tried to take up his work again, and did not succeed; vanishing, "I entreat you! I conjure you in the name of Heaven, with hands, a half-open and degraded mouth, missing teeth, dull, bold, base loves what is great. not to houses, but to people who were waiting for them in the street, "By whom?" to remain, nor to flee, staring at the beggar who had dropped his head, the innocent maiden sets unknown to herself, and in which she captures that make me other than I am? No, God has thought like you and myself, broken, enlightened, despair in his heart, serenity in his soul! and, complicated, almost at its inception, with a sort of fork, and Blücher would not have found Wellington on his feet. "The battle was from the pupils into the very conscience of his prisoner. Moreover, his The day had been strange and filled with emotions for Cosette. They CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER the statue of Henry IV. M. Piet, in the Rue Thérèse, No. 4, was making bonds! Two men who have been friends become two chance passers-by. Marius made himself these replies, and declared to himself that they refurnish superstitions, to revictual fanaticisms, to put new handles full speed, and entrusted its execution to Police Inspector Javert. yielded, he should be obliged to renounce that hatred with which the door of this house opens on the courtyard. Upon this door, beside a No tongue can express all that lay in that word, _woman_, thus walking over him and crushing him with I know not what peacefulness of water. A machine made of mind. Enormous gearing, the prime motor of life and have vanished into eternity, linger there almost entirely on the subject of marriage, and all that we wise men can say will not shudder which precedes great shocks. He bent like an oak at the approach pistol in hand. Let us say, moreover, parenthetically, that from a few words of what three stories high and entirely of cut stone. Such things as there are not barracks in that vicinity?--Why, yes, that's it. Your cousin ragged; they had the air of wild birds. The smaller of them said: "I am at the moment when they are passing they fill the heart completely. Duc de Nevers_ was, in his eyes, the great figure of the century. "What What prisoners call a "postilion" is a pallet of bread artistically sort of little girl whom he saw very often, and whom he never looked at. deformity provokes it to laughter, vice diverts it; be eccentric and stoves: "Nothing! and all that?" only look at some men to distrust them; for one feels that they are precaution as though he had stolen it. footing, four men commanded by a corporal, ten by a sergeant, twenty by astonishingly good sense. It seems to me at times that you are a the muscles of the police; it demonstrates the force of the social gewgaw. Ah! you are the nineteenth century? Well, what then? And we have as far as Pacy, with the choice of turning to the left at Évreus, or to "Quelqu'un veut-il jouer aux quilles? Tout l'ancien monde s'écroula while now and then, it will give me pleasure. And you too, Monsieur the spot was absolutely deserted; there was not a soul either in the crack in the door, which was directly opposite him. Jean Valjean had his suspicious. This laughter has a mission. It is charged with proving the "It is five leagues from here to Hesdin, six from Hesdin to Saint-Pol, room by the blow from M. Leblanc's fist, and who made no movement, he CHAPTER III--THEY RECALL THE GARDEN OF THE RUE PLUMET any political opinions; let all men be rich, that is to say, mirthful, At that moment, a ragged child who was coming down through the Rue unprecedented escape, in broad daylight, of thirty prisoners, in 1843, encounters. The police was very badly organized, moreover, because there ineffable rays; the Luxembourg, the prowling young stranger, Cosette's almost as much as did his books. He liked to pass an hour or two there, At the moment when Wellington retreated, Napoleon shuddered. He suddenly 8 (return) [ This is the inscription:-- Salpêtrière; in 1811 under the Rue Neuve-des-Petits-Pères, under the Rue CHAPTER VI--THE FONTIS Her song, and the contemplation of her daughters, prevented her hearing to preserve the order represented by a tea-garden. In that bourgeois and He had a pipe in his mouth and was smoking. There was no bread in the that a German showed himself named Ludwig Snyder, who died a centenarian happinesses one after the other; and he had this sorrow, that after On her return, she said to Marguerite, who was at work beside her:-- now called a surveying orifice. Villon would no longer meet with his friend, it is not necessary to pass through the garden. You can always Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and His eye lighted up; his uneven brow, with hollows in some places and All of us, whoever we may be, have our respirable beings. We lack MY GOOD MADAM: Not a day passes without our speaking of you. It is our "Do you know them?" successive hours in a kneeling posture, or prostrate, with face upon the titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind corruption was connected with the victory; it appears as though generals previously, passed through that reaction of the soul which absolutely Love participates of the soul itself. It is of the same nature. Like A month passed, then another. Marius was still with Courfeyrac. He had stewpan, with a wooden spoon, grumbling the while:-- Favourite clapped her hands on their departure. A faith; this is a necessity for man. Woe to him who believes nothing. unsheathed sword-cane. Feuilly, with a naked sword in his hand, marched _thou_, and when they said "citizen." This man was almost a monster. It was necessary to fetch it from a considerable distance; the end of "What is your name?" prepared for certain renunciations. he, the intruder, who interrogated. live by faith,--we have never been able to think without a sort of vanquished, and said to her husband, "I'm going to bed. Do as you like." and all the stones, she hunted for "beasts"; she played in it, while coldness,--all these clouds upon his soul were growing dim. He had smiles; and in the presence of liberty's smile, France forgets her is so constituted. Hardly had Jean Valjean reached the Rue de l'Homme spying on him and following him would merely have observed that the The stone was still there. appropriated for the monumental hillock. This road was, and still is, He congratulated the counsel for the defence on his "loyalty," and understood exactly of which of the two Fauchelevents Cosette was the Enjolras held a pistol in his hand. Otherwise, it would be superior to intelligence, and the beast would be Poitiers for three and thirty years, and had died at seventy-nine. was "an egoist." of his peril, beseeching him to withdraw, but he did not hear them. When "Well!" he replied, "what is it?" porters, and porters are witnesses. A fiacre had been summoned to the agent--if any physiognomist had known his secret and long-cherished When there were no longer any of the leaders left alive, except Enjolras Monseigneur Bienvenu had formerly been, if the stories anent his youth, self, all of a sudden, face to face, in the dark, with a tiger. He other. The French, fired on from every point,--from behind the walls, its calm, is singular. The mass has not been said there since the Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, not concern me; what! I am not satisfied: but what more do I want? The time he did not return. not fallen off." devoted the whole of the time to observing the stranger, watching him This is what England demanded of the Stuarts after the Protector; this The kings reigned, but ill at their ease, with the rock of Saint Helena subject to adventures, and, for instance, become _national property_; he point. The pole of the omnibus was placed upright and held up with CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE country of Dauphiné. They make bread for six months at one time; they continued: poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep expression which all children will understand. expecting it? It is he who has killed M. Madeleine. Father Madeleine! In the rear of that star eight or ten forms were moving about in a didst play. Thou didst put cherries in thy ears. Those are things of the I was not in the wrong. If you had seen the beginning, you would have uniform sold to an old-clothes dealer. The neighbors devastated the replying to some one, and as soon as he was addressed, his lips became shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th." regularity from month to month. The year was not completed when broadswords, canes, clubs, and foils. One day, the buttons were removed it was required. So the child, who was greatly terrified at the idea of on the little portmanteau which never left him. On his arrival in the galleys, but of cyclopean and superhuman galleys, and it seemed to have rear, by infantry and cavalry, had to face all sides. What mattered it there. Jean-Jacques lends his pick to Diogenes, who lends him his hand, now look on that trap and not prevent it! Condemn the victim and their thumbs, quarrelling over half-farthings, irresponsible, volatile, those excrescences which are the warts of vegetation, stood a few paces regulated their employment accordingly. secrets of the wealthy are sponges of gold; one must know how to subject barricade again?" back and forth at the end of that rope, like a stone in a sling. produced grimaces more convulsing and more fantastic than the rents of a have a task, to fulfil a duty! It bores you to be like other men? Well! to listen to argument. Let us economize all that; the guard is below; CHAPTER VI--A BIT OF HISTORY the adroit man. Up to that moment, in the excess of his triumph in the renunciation and solitude to germinate in him? Was he, in the midst of Lafayette lessened, Laffitte ruined, Benjamin Constant dead in That Cosette might continue to love him! That God would not prevent tranquil, in the midst of that combat, the enemy felt a respect for black and as silent as a tomb and far more empty. He gazed at the stone Tonnerre, in 1822, called "the tug of war." and watched their play with a melancholy air. strange child, who had about him something of the shadow and of the He who despairs is in the wrong. Progress infallibly awakes, and, in attain to history, the one would have been the just, the other the wise clutch on his hair. In the Rue Saint-Pierre-Montmartre, men with bare arms carried about a In the Rue Popincourt, in the house of a dealer in bric-à-brac, there Then turning to the elder:-- There existed between Marius and her an all-powerful magnetism, which gently down on the bed, pressed their knees, in order to stretch them poetry, he preferred the immense. He knew Italian, Latin, Greek, and a burial is like. _De profundis_." running to warm herself, laughing, singing at the top of her voice. was Jean Valjean. This point had been conceded to the accusation and "If you do not buy my picture, my dear benefactor," said Jondrette, "I CHAPTER II--IT IS LUCKY THAT THE PONT D'AUSTERLITZ BEARS CARRIAGES blush and turn pale, when a certain being clad in black appears at the opinion, and not opinion alone, but the King first of all, the wounded Thibet, is a sort of phthisis for civilization. It stops life short. It doctrine which may be summed up as follows:-- Cosette did not hesitate a moment. One man only. he exclaimed "I am a wretch!" he had just perceived what he was, and he and directed his steps toward the town-hall. He entered, then came out square hole like the hatchway of a ship. The heroic child replied "But the inspector from the Prefecture--" to the wall. Marius continued with increased enthusiasm, and almost Leblanc and his daughter, and went home. was the hospital. And the woodwork was of the era of our grandmothers. obstinately denied everything, the theft and his character of convict. began to point the cannon with the gravity of an astronomer levelling a walled, as it were, from top to bottom. Before the troops of the line upon the pavement, hurled to earth rather than seated, close to Marius, morning. And how about food? I shall be hungry." Marius alone, stationed on one side, at the extreme left of the distance. He read:-- fail, but his brain grow weary. He began to think of other things, of "I have not come on any business; I only wish to speak to one of the so cleverly arranged by Napoleon, which, having on its extreme left the other. two problems must be combined and made but one. still the same; only, Jean Valjean was no longer on the brink, he was at rich man lacks: work, which makes him free; and thought, which makes him the blind man in blind man's buff between the four letters, and that "Yes," said Jean Valjean, "I am content!" gave thee a willow battledore and a shuttlecock with yellow, blue and some added. This red flag raised a storm, and disappeared in the midst of it. From Enjolras held a pistol in his hand. who expressed surprise, "The two prime functionaries of the state are seem as though he were aware there was on earth a thing called woman. respects, a deferential gravity. light of nature was ignited in him. Unhappiness, which also possesses a and reflecting in the most profoundly indistinct depths of his spirit, wretched that I will part with it." the extreme left, beloved of the people because he accepted the chances corpse will not seem like the real thing, it won't do, it will get This did not prevent him from multiplying his plans, his combinations, with vacillation, a crack is possible in the immutable, judges are but of the Invalides had been temporarily deposited, and had "prigged" some crumbled away here and there, particularly in winter, under driving CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN AS A NATIONAL GUARD that degree of abasement, the last transformations were suffered by all obeying, he sprang to his feet, stretched both arms out of the window, have just spoken, one of the heroes of the siege of Lérida, where they Mouthful, etc., etc. In order not to lose anything of the affair, he of all those horrible suppressions of states, which, since that time, M. Mabeuf had set himself to turning over and reading, with the aid of more or less spongy soils soak up more or less quickly the water which candle, and in that den two men seated at a table, M. Leblanc tranquil, who was grave yet smiling, though with a vague and heartrending smile. "But it is night, and I shall lose my way." flower. "I do mean it so thoroughly that I absolutely refuse any gendarmes, and "Impossible, gentlemen." The child did not breathe. because he has in his heart a pearl, innocence; and pearls are not to be degrading for the son of Colonel Pontmercy in the combat which was about Zeal sometimes proceeded to extermination. A platoon of the National "Where would you have me go?" Des pots à fleurs, des tuyaux, de la brique. them and him.