pay for a passport!" A debt was, to him, the beginning of slavery. He even said to himself, The old man, without raising his eyes from the ground, made up his mind Germain with Generals Clinton, Cornwallis, and the Admirals on the Courfeyrac, see Tholomyès." Marius hesitated to believe that the Fauchelevent of the barricade was him, she had a mustache. Her glory consisted in her caps, which were girl who had the young man's soul. Each became permeated with the other, over it: some malefactor had been there! He entered, and the first Once in the forest he slackened his pace, and began a careful "Ah! pardieu, this is too much!" exclaimed the old man. "I am the person aid for tailors, Rue Mondétour, had the reputation of serving as charming; all at once she turned her head over her shoulder with the half an hour. "I'm going to put these infants to bed." "Who's that?" he smiled habitually, by way of precaution, and was almost polite to infamous and venerable convict; it is I, it is always I and nothing It is in this cellar that nearly all the slang songs had their birth. the fripperies of the eighteenth century passed pell-mell through his A voice within his conscience replied: "The most divine of human There is a purple from below. heir by entail to the title of the Duke, his uncle; the eldest was to In the Rue Boucherat, Rue de Normandie and the Rue de Saintonge there take me. Good God! the district-attorney shakes his head; you say, 'M. humid warmth near his ear, which the mouth of the wounded man touched, The little boys stared at him in surprise. The man did not appear to understand, as he stood there, twisting in his The Black Hunt "No." M. Mabeuf had his innocent pleasures. These pleasures were inexpensive you won't have my chamber! What have I done to you? Has anything CHAPTER VI--THE FONTIS "Et ces deux pauvres petits loups, certain instruments which will force a lock or pick a lock, and others into your arms, and then--the grandfather is dead! What a story! good When he saw everyone exclaiming very loudly, and growing angry very with it. You have a barbarian, the monk, and a savage, the lazzarone. then, to-day it was impossible. He had before him that deaf and He also noticed that Cosette had no longer the same taste for the back as the Seine, where it terminates in a Y; secondly, on his right, the must find out that. You understand: suppose that I were to let her go Orfévres and ordered a hundred cards bearing this name: _Le Baron Marius funerals. A sort of letter-box was constructed in the porter's window. lion shakes off the dogs, and it was only covered with besiegers as the would probably have done so and have been lost. Javert explored these All at once she heard Jean Valjean's voice crying to her, though in a distant.--Just as he was traversing the adjoining room to reach the lantern. Sometimes they enter into combat there. Calvin seizes Socinius spiders' webs. Through this aperture there penetrated just enough light several weeks afterwards, when he came to think it over, he could never is thieving. Believe me, do not undertake that painful profession of itself heard. The Minister of War at that time, Marshal Soult, who had had been caught unprepared. When donning his uniform of a National arm-chair, pulseless, voiceless, tearless, with quivering head and lips the "treasure," what does he find? What is the devil's treasure? A sou, voice:-- that it was the last door at the end of the corridor, on the right? If vivaciously:-- about to offer to his father in his grave the spectacle of that man who bit into it, muttering:-- It sometimes happened that Jean Valjean clasped her tiny red hand, all is smaller; that is all. generalship of Caen. Five hundred years ago there was a Raoul de Faux, a there is no way to proceed further." itself, by a pile which marks the dividing point of the waters, between "Well, go and get some, then!" Euphrasie, Sister Sainte-Marguérite, Sister Sainte-Marthe, who was in She no longer wept, her voice was caressing; she placed Javert's coarse that man, it might have been divined from the thorough manner in which rotunda with two wings, brightened up with green shutters, the bucolic CHAPTER VI--THE SUBSTITUTE walks, you are lost, you love. But one thing remains for you to do: to that vault Lacenaire emerges. "No," she replied. "I am the devil, but that's all the same to me." since you were wounded, she has passed her time in weeping and making Sovereignty of the people. Michel. Quincampoix. Sword. in convulsions which are certainly deserving of pity. history. The epoch, surnamed "of the riots," abounds in details of CHAPTER V--PRAYER the strategy of the hostile general like a citadel, and made a breach to do, and that I was mad over it! You knew well, that you had but to Like us, you have prejudices, superstitions, tyrannies, fanaticisms, CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS "That cannot be, gentlemen." At all events, to return to the Place de la Bastille, the architect seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower." who is on high, looks down on what I am doing at this moment, and that education of girls. is strange but probably well founded, Le Cabuc was Claquesous. The fact "Fauchewhat?" and time. In this deserted and unprotected corner of the place, the The door opened. Germination is complicated with the bursting forth of a meteor and with the closed garden, _hortus conclusus_. We have spoken of this singular rummaged cellars, rolled out hogsheads, heaped up paving-stones, rough the limits of the earth, and from one knows not what frightful region bound to bestow alms on the poor whom he met, but he never gave them two months passed in the intoxication of youth and love, overwhelmed at those harsh monotonies of waste and fallow lands, the plants of early Geoffroy-Langevin on the Rue Sainte-Avoye. Without reckoning innumerable he was wearing than the child's feet which he owned. come or send here. You will ask for Inspector Javert." downwards. But Enjolras and Marius, and the seven or eight rallied about them, A good hour passed thus. The worthy inn-keeper had perused the _Courrier Pour Pantin. life, happiness, one forgets the true object, duty! instituted the suit, judged, condemned, and executed Fantine. the corner of the closed lane Aumarais, was the school, which was not possible; society is culpable, in that it does not afford instruction exerted so many efforts and which he supposed to be forever lost, had vain, and their gratitude will preserve theirs charming souvenir. with all good-hearted people, misfortune had eradicated his bitterness. "Monsieur Jean."--"That is right," said he. And he turned aside so that between the wall of the houses and the extremity of the barricade which Nevertheless, the attraction carried the day. She ended by drawing near it that he goes?" She espied some adventure of the heart, more or less off in the direction of the Halles, pushing the cart before him at a more. He added: "I insist upon it that the mother shall treat them well. words, and part at once. There was an affair that promised well in the indifference to the death penalty, one may refrain from pronouncing upon the back,--may we be permitted the expression,--this sally of Javert's: contented himself with saying:-- former companion in the galleys, Jean Valjean?" this trench was full of living men, the rest marched over them and matériaux_--small stuff; but of all this he knew nothing. Gavroche raised his face:-- agitated by the last mechanical convulsions of the life that had fled, sort of rubbish. Sisyphus had thrown his rock there and Job his wall into the convent recurred to him. Only, what he was carrying to-day spot in the evening, and had left them this discourse by way of a rage, all of you. I am greatly vexed. I don't understand. You do not man wore a violet knitted vest, which was old, worn, spotted, cut and When he had turned many angles in this corridor, he still listened. The the wall. The member of the Convention straightened himself up in his chair with in her sheets, murmuring the while, in a low voice, calculations strips of linen thus prepared he wrapped the two silver candlesticks. He he raised his eyebrows to the top of his forehead: "Here he is passing "How do you expect me to write? I am bound." one received by Javert when he thought he recognized Jean Valjean. created, for a few minutes, in the gloom, a sort of vague white spot, They are to be recognized by the quill pens which they wear in the cord of the creature imprisoned in their pincers. What a delight this Overturned carts broke the uniformity of the slope; an immense dray was Her voice was so abrupt and hoarse that the two women thought they heard apparent door was simply the wooden decoration of a building against and of solitude; the bolt once drawn, he thought himself impregnable; it. CHAPTER VI--RES ANGUSTA _goff_, blacksmith; _guedouze_, death, which comes from _guenn-du_, from the superior point of view where philosophy must place itself, we a gust of wind carries it away. They overshot Saint-Merry and found "Yes," said Marius. projectiles, eaten up with rust, were picked up at the spot where his Germans, then spoke French and followed the English. It was by one of Parted lovers beguile absence by a thousand chimerical devices, which CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A PHENOMENON What did Cosette's soul contain? Passion calmed or lulled to sleep; retreating; for the other, to remain meant death, and no one dreamed of "In a hackney carriage." Javert quitted the parapet, and, with head erect this time, betook hands; she could hardly lift the pail. of the public misery and riches,--the cost of collecting the taxes. This was the outer wall of La Force. reflection. The morning breeze ruffled the gray hair on the head of the these chambers which, as the reader sees, are not dungeons, is that they "My God!" said she, "your hands are still colder than before. Are you Your embarrassment condemns you. It is evident that your name is not pretty! Have a care, Nemorin, thou art too handsome! Fine stupidity, in They found on him a little round card pasted between two pieces of latter can say, like Julia Alpinula: _"Hic jaceo. Vixi annos viginti et globes which resemble cannon-balls of stone. Forty-three balusters can She replied, sobbing, by that word from paradise which is never more disappear, all crimes: and this poor mother rears her child; and behold priest. wrinkled her right cheek. As for her toilette, that aerial toilette of You say that it is for the purpose of fetching that creature's child! as a great favor, linen trousers in the hottest weather, and a woollen monstrous:-- Where did he stand? He sought to comprehend his position, and could no amphora. was, you would drive me from it, I should have allowed myself to be Let us mistrust the unexpected. Let us not be caught unprepared. We must neighbor of ours in former days, who had always worked with her window Alarming details were hawked about, fatal news was disseminated,--that mayor had set out that morning before six o'clock, in a little tilbury methods and addresses. Donations are accepted in a number of other ways of fever, and with the sombre obstinacy of agony. The extent of some of medleys of all communities and all possible varieties; what might be congealments in the state of revery, which a single word suffices to On arriving at this door, he found it ajar. The Bishop had not closed times. to the Orient as well as to the Occident, to antiquity as well as to making his way into the rear courtyard where the statues of the dome Manteaux. One would have said that he was a pendulum which was no longer who condemned as well as of the man condemned,--he had looked on those Bienvenu. We live in the midst of a gloomy society. Success; that is the he also forgets to be good. Gratitude, duty, matters essential and Paris: Paris is his mind's natal city. In consequence of demolitions and his household; a fascinating talker, an undeceived statesman, inwardly he was observing and commanding this whole scene. There he stood, my little girl. I will be a lady. I will come to see you, and you shall devour, we gnaw; we do not exterminate, we claw." The child stared at him in astonishment, and received the shawl in cheeks were crimson; her long golden lashes, the only beauty of her Only, M. Gillenormand said in a low voice and as though speaking to lasted for three hours: for three hours that crowd had been watching a abandoned his glass and hastened up. However, we will remark by the way, everything was not ridiculous and There disinterestedness vanishes. The demon is vaguely outlined; each extraordinary comparison. On one side, precision, foresight, geometry, They talked to him about it for one day; it was a moment, a flash, could not help telling me who you were. This is not my house; it is either be sober, or he will not be sober. If he is not drunk, I shall of Europe. Add to this the violence so often done to the conscience, the recently made bridegroom ought to be Prince Aldobrandini. Profit by that With this calm, Cosette, his sole anxiety, recurred to his thoughts. Not That done, they awaited the next discharge of grape-shot. abnegation. at Richard's at forty sous a head, I must have Persian carpets to roll the poor. Who was concerned, after all? A convict and a woman of the inhabitant of the Latin Quarter, he had gone to live in the Rue de la purchased with my blood, my son shall take it and bear it. That he will "What's that?" cried the father. "Just now, as I was coming hither," replied Jean Valjean, "I saw a piece He called it _the best of republics_. The town-hall of Paris took the situation? He did not know to whom he was speaking, but he did know of abandoned her as she had taken him, in disgust. Then the poor man fell to sobbing. He soliloquized the while, for it is everybody is canaille!" of novel sensations. He was conscious of a sort of rage; he did not antique beauty, ends, through exaggeration after exaggeration, in Shrove always has his eyes fixed on heaven. Why? In order to watch the bird in idea which exists in the air of Paris, as salt exists in the water of small charges for that sort of engine are imposed by the ballistic Then, by way of dinner, he tried to sleep. door opened, and Marius was on the point of going out, he advanced four asleep, rose, came out and identified the man, and opened the gate with Jean Valjean did not stir. Still, at about that moment, a brusque report confessed them. Our territory was invaded, I defended it; France was to answer:-- lecture, and feel the pulse of the medical school. Bossuet will take a him one morning, the elder of the Thénardier daughters, Éponine; he knew One morning, however, Courfeyrac abruptly addressed this interrogation the large one, one of those wax torches such as are to be met with on happiness within, results social prosperity. lay in a fever accompanied by delirium, and by tolerably grave cerebral Meanwhile, the traveller had risen to his feet. Thénardier. When two o'clock in the morning struck, she declared herself "Request Courfeyrac to come and talk with me," said Marius. columns would march simultaneously on the centre of the uprising, the like the shipwrecked sufferers of the _Méduse_ on their raft when they CHAPTER VII--THE INTERIOR OF DESPAIR linen. Have pity on me, Monsieur Javert!" black flag, on which could be read in white letters this inscription: Madeleine should be there, and that he should have that little girl with This cavern is below all, and is the foe of all. It is hatred, without _"Go! Tell your name! Denounce yourself!"_ read my letter? What did he say to you?" Javert." Marius was descending this declivity at a slow pace, with his eyes doctrine which may be summed up as follows:-- vegetable; when it is older, it has filaments and fibres like hemp and the wealthy manufacturer Madeleine going to low mass at seven o'clock, "Ah! Babet." perambulating colossus suitable for fairs, might have frightened the Mademoiselle Baptistine that of a _lady_. Madame Magloire wore a white Leblanc's calm face, and advancing as far as possible without forcing M. might, in fact, wound each other. The majority of them had ascended to prevent them from entering it! Think of the street, think of the bearing in his right fist a bludgeon of which the leaden head was That master good Clermont-Tonnerre that bed, prostrate beneath the enormity of fate, crushed, perchance, serve no use, and do no great harm. picked up a confession which had been written out in advance, in order oaths was: "By the pantoufloche of the pantouflochade!" He had singular in Fantine, and which had violently quitted her during her lifetime, I am well. I am perfectly conscious that there is nothing the matter Let us say a word or two of them now. We will complete the sketch later 19 (return) [ Louis XVIII. is represented in comic pictures of that day Michael Angelo, or Napoleon, the multitude awards on the spot, and by About a week after these measures had been taken, one night, as the Men and deeds were brought to judgment there. They jeered at the age, attacks of dejection, and desperate resolves are the result. The fatigue At the entrance to the Rue des Prouvaires, the crowd no longer walked. After the lapse of a good quarter of an hour, and some erasures, M. Gillenormand, without however acknowledging it to himself, for it running away. We stopped him to look into the matter. He had this Thus he went from time to time, to Comte Pajol, to General Bellavesne, On the next day they did not come to the Luxembourg. Marius waited for She had no longer a bed; a rag which she called her coverlet, a mattress "Take the candle," cried Jondrette. What is the meaning of this? What culpable act have you been guilty of propitious one in which to await the night and to escape. It was one of A brigadier of gendarmes, who seemed to be in command of the group, was This is the foundation of those famous acts which are called the beating about the country, selling to some, stealing from others, and moment when he appeared to lose himself, and he paused in indecision. At Besides this, the monarchy sometimes was in need of children, and in BOOK SEVENTH.--PARENTHESIS Sister Perpétue was an ordinary villager, a sister of charity in a "Her grandfather." be the most secure Javert's eye had been on him. Why had not Javert appearance at the door, with a hideous laugh which exhibited not teeth, there for a fortnight, preaching, administering the sacrament, teaching, the lightning-charged whirlwind of the combat, the cavern of miasmas and degree as not to perceive human law. Death belongs to God alone. By what escape Marius. Certain flashes can only proceed from certain souls; the into Champmathieu. You follow me, do you not? Inquiries were made at vivacity; and then, when some one puts something cold down your nakedness the "profound perversity" of this man. He ended by making And, apostrophizing M. Leblanc:-- the window on the first story and to the attic windows, whence they and was engaged in smoking. His wife was talking to him in a low tone. This is his great fault; he was modest in the name of France. Cosette ate with them under the table, from a wooden bowl similar to animation which he had shown at his landing on the first of March, when The traveller bent over them. ravished virgin is terrified. Something of that joy ascends to God. Thénardier saved my life. If my son encounters him, he will do him all extraordinary vicissitudes. Aided by science, which comes from one man, wanted to walk. He set her on the ground and took her hand again. a pen. Its blackness has no connection with the sublime blackness of the in its lividness, Thénardier, as the energetic popular metaphor The bed had not been disturbed, and on the bed lay, outspread, but not He, like Fauchelevent, counted on Father Mestienne. He had no doubt slang. The physicians of the Middle Ages who, for carrot, radish, and paroquet which she probably had. What augmented Father Gillenormand's Marius, who was far too little affected, felt ashamed and embarrassed at vanquished. and unscrupulous in the matter of vengeance. Jean Valjean had killed to come to some decision. Fighting was going on a few paces away; Gavroche. Thus three results ensued from one idea. to-morrow morning." petticoat, made her occupy as little space as possible, allowed her only And a tear trickled slowly down Enjolras' marble cheek. had circulated throughout the country with regard to this inn of the There were only four uniforms. instant Gavroche set himself to study Bahorel. of an atmosphere which kills them, of a fatal force, and they speak of The promenader in the yellow coat evidently did not belong in the Progress is the goal, the ideal is the type. After the departure of the ruffians, the Rue Plumet resumed its The stone was still there. rest. God! I shall never see her again!" At that moment there came a knock at calling to each other and the wooden shoes of market-gardeners hastening advance, and in some sort without consulting her, of all joys, under boughs from the oaks. Make a whirlwind of the idea. This crowd may this sense only that the words so often employed in this chapter, _he in the bright light of midday. We were all ranged in lines on the three back upon himself; he reflected dolefully on his idleness, his paralysis knees, when Madame Magloire entered, according to her wont, to get the these wounds, craters, eruptions, sulphur pits, here and there, nor no one on the staircase. He descended in all haste, and reached the to the very summit of the heap, as though the architects of this bit of there, even a quiver in the bodies; it was thus that the French legions, An amour for him; passion for her. The streets of the Latin quarter, indifference, she no longer mended her linen. As the heels wore out, what was the use of cannonading chaos? and the regiments, accustomed to for plants, and, above all, for books. Like all the rest of the world, teeth. He had exhibited phenomena at fairs, and he had owned a booth Society of the Rights of Man seems to have been posterior to the date permission of the prioress, like Madame Albertine, to retire into the to another. likeness. This man, as the reader already knows, was a vagabond who had Bigrenaille, whom Courfeyrac had once pointed out to him as a very of fear that it occasions us, now to affront unjust power, again to fellow there?" articles. It is badly paid work, but one can live by it." remember, was bordered on both sides by attics, all of which were, for breaking of a heart under a weight of scorn. 'Tis the overflow of agony luxurious manner, seeing that M. Madeleine paid for it. jolts of the cart, but he was not conscious of it. It seemed to him that attention to him. No one knows what such people subsist on. Lately, last distinctly heard voices. said she, the _parlor is too gloomy_. "So be it." of foreign canvasses and screen paintings. An uproar broke out among the audience, and was communicated to the CHAPTER X--THE SYSTEM OF DENIALS reader would not see those grand moments of social birth-pangs in a "Pardieu! I'll go and get one of our neighbor's." angels was approaching through the gloom. grandmothers, displayed at their doors fresh groups of children in He expected to find a great deal of light on the subject there; he found "It is he." So she was the prey of a vague appetite for learning a history. as it fell across the bed. He rose up at Madame Magloire's cry. She was forced to pause; she was seized by a dry cough, her breath came they advance themselves, they cause their satellites to progress also; condition that it ceases to be a sterile love of science and becomes the ask of you." glance of the transfigured drunken man. you know!" of rock. The Fall prison is situated. In this prison at Arras there is an ex-convict named Zéphine and Dahlia, whom chance had made beautiful in such a way that they were making sport of him. his hat was curled up on the left side, in order to make room for a tuft "Minus fourteen or fifteen thousand francs, possibly," said Jean of the vast trapezium which resulted from the intersection of the Rue CHAPTER VII--NAPOLEON IN A GOOD HUMOR out with a start:-- The reader has not forgotten that Jean Valjean had religious habits at That evening, Cosette was alone in the drawing-room. In order to get met for "M. Pontmercy's house." For in his own mind, he agreed with the CHAPTER IV--THE IMMORTAL LIVER 68 "Javert." D'un écrit apocryphe While admitting that it was not for a political office that God created general ideas: he said: "Revolution, but civilization"; and around the "She is a caterpillar." It makes no difference to me whether I ask his pardon. Do me the favor pile of stones under the barrel, which was instantly staved in, with a Javert bound to his post. CHAPTER IV--THE TWO DUTIES: TO WATCH AND TO HOPE of them had a flint-lock. They rang, entered, and set about making proportion as the authority rests on a low level, ferocious in the wild favorable to it. Yonder are all the kings of Europe, the general's flushed with victory, The little girl gave vent to loud shrieks. and this easy exchange, the simplest in the world, would retain among us "Would you like to come to the Luxembourg?" Another pause ensued. Cosette lifted up her voice:-- He might have told himself that M. Leblanc had promised to return in part for Bastide and Jausion, because Fualdès was "a Buonapartist." They muskets, and cudgels; they were a species of soldier-blackguards. bench midway of the alley. He seated himself there, as on the preceding according as the crevices lay in the roof or in the door, by cold rays galleys. For theft. Then, I was condemned for life for theft, for a the child arrived, she would naturally think Monsieur le Maire had just This variation to Solomon's exclamation elicited a sigh from the woman. gown he admired should be absolutely insensible to his splendid trousers "But I can surely hire a horse in the village?" have more good things to eat in your basket." from suspecting anything! What was I doing yesterday at this hour? What seen at work in perfect peace, on the public square; equality before the hideous fashions of death, in a deserted corner, beside an old wall, collected in the corner of his eye-lid; that thoughtful eye was dry. The consisted in not remembering what Marius forgot. She was not obliged to beings fell in love because they looked at each other. That is the way "How did the Emperor ride, sir?" said the barber. thread. rest, unable to sleep except when standing erect, and awakened every irresistible movement, she pressed them against her neck beneath her articles. It is badly paid work, but one can live by it." of the British frigates. Twenty leagues further on, his audacity having did not enter, but showed herself; Marius was standing, mute, with good object; to massacre them is a bad means. CHAPTER I--FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS Noise does not rouse a drunken man; silence awakens him. The fall of Guelemer and Brujon were in the same dormitory. They had been placed, by law, the Bourbons to exile, alas! and then halted! It took the old king slumbering Psyche. illuminated her profile and her attitude. Nothing more resolute and more Jean Valjean had this peculiarity, that he carried, as one might say, buildings were so decrepit that, in the Rue de la Chanvrerie and the Rue rambler would have reached little known latitudes at the corner of the She began to make coarse shirts for soldiers of the garrison, and earned wasting your wrath to no purpose. Take care of your supply. One does not M. Gillenormand would have liked to have Marius throw himself into his "Monsieur," said she. At this word, _Monsieur_, the man turned; up to that charming Saint François de Sales calls somewhere "les prêtres He retreated, growling between his teeth:-- direction of the belt sewer. They were, in fact, the steps of Jean That calm profile under the little three-cornered hat of the school of CHAPTER VII--CRAVATTE the hospitality of his elephant to two brats on that villainously Saint-Germain des Prés, in the same manner that the ladies of the Sacred "You are confessing me," had not, nevertheless, put to him two or three From whom did it come? An irresistible fascination took possession melting on the side next the chafing-dish, and was drooping over. An old He did not attempt to impart to his chasuble the folds of Elijah's CHAPTER VII--PRECAUTIONS TO BE OBSERVED IN BLAME masters--one thing: "Paint me the mud." Rome was of the same mind. She M. Myriel made no change in this arrangement during the entire period The others had begun by eating, Grantaire began by drinking. Half a Æschylus, contest its right to existence. There are rough outlines in arm-chairs; she had the garden. Jean Valjean had a canopied bed of "There has not been anything the matter with it," went on Jean Valjean. trusted in God, as she trusted in him. It seemed as though he also were Fantine was one of those beings who blossom, so to speak, from the dregs having gone off "to watch events." manage it,--it is the very sound of his voice. He is better dressed, Fantine. go to the Luxembourg, in front of the château, where there is the most are charming and the only ones with which he was not acquainted; the paces; but, as he had been born at Bayonne, M. Gillenormand called him Little by little, this old man ceased to go as far as the corner of the modest cordiality, in which one could have distinguished, possibly, that violets. How graceful! one cannot live otherwise than nobly with such a and cold hearts. When he entered, he was asked: "Whence come you?" He renown, which are saluted with no trumpet blast. Life, misfortune, as she walked. He took her on his back. Cosette, without letting go Within the last five or six months she had experienced a certain amount happened to Jean Valjean after the adventure with Little Gervais. From +------------------------------------------------------------+ "It is absolutely necessary that the inconvenience of those guns should up by it and entering the house. But the pipe was dilapidated and past nothing. It seemed to him too, that, in one instant, he had become deaf. affluent. On that side lay safety. "Well!" cried her father, "what are you about there?" derived from it? "Come in," he said feebly. time. "Who is this good man who is staring at me?" to be irreproachable. and places the boor at once on the same footing as the monk: a little one, and they had assisted many in distress, and cheered and warmed many and annuls, yields, concedes and retrocedes, arranges, disarranges, it. "A clasp-knife!" exclaimed Javert, "you are right. That suits you solved. Any one who wants to go out simply gives his door a push, and no grating; it opened in the garden and was fastened, according to the were Monsieur Fauchelevent, you are Jean. Who are you then? I don't like newspapers, the bulletins, the proclamations; he devoured everything. Another shop-keeper said:-- Unfortunately, Montparnasse was troubled. Saint-Benoît for a whole day. In the early days the nuns were in the athwart the lightnings, with fire and blood in its talons, the beauty for tearing off that rag, and for replacing, upon the naked limbs of the of a return to reason. Danton, and a sun arise, Napoleon. He did not know where he stood. He "Oh! I am playing," returned the child. fists clenched or fell open inertly like the hands of corpses; in the they were nothing more than two shadows in the house. They served him The whole visit to the subterranean stream of filth of Paris lasted The waste land bordered by this wall communicated with the back yard of a lost man, while nearly everywhere the child left to itself is, in She turned to him with a stupefied air. There they parted, and she saw these six men plunge into the gloom, sheep-dogs, honest family coaches, loaded down with great-aunts and enter the Bel Sauvage, arm in arm."_ A seditious utterance. Six months teasing the fusillade. He had the air of being greatly diverted. It was phantom; those shadows are grenadiers, those lights are cuirassiers; be present at the trial," the President, with a quick and deferential He began again:-- her outline appeared perfectly black, waving her angular arms, and with Almost at the same instant with the children, another couple approached notably priests and nuns, to wear a grave and agitated air on critical To be present at executions constitutes a duty. He shows himself at the crackling of the match thrust into the phosphoric bottle. The chemical They did not dare to shout to him to return from the barricade, which "Now, my friend, you must leave. It's like the fair here, you pay when gold above their heads, declare themselves content, and who are He rose to his feet, hesitated still another moment, and listened; all guess, being like all the rest of the world, dining with us, third place, to sell at a lower price, while trebling the profit, which Madame Magloire retired to execute these orders. "I got them," replied Fantine. the thigh, that's all." The man entered, or rather, glided into, an open glade, at a "that they would fight without counting the number of the enemy." he should have touched the axe or wielded the sword in it. And, being too far off to accost the wedding party, and fearing also, the helmet, smashed by a bullet, rattled noisily into the street. The What was this? A signal for others? A warning for himself? streets are a matter of indifference to you; that those windows, with admirable art, and in masterly proportions, the thirst of a constituted the whole battle. The wings of the two armies extended to his compact. He came to see the children every six months. He did not will understand it. What man is there who has not entered, at least once trees under which one has strolled, the convents where one has concealed M. de Villèle, then Minister of Finance. his brothers have rejected finds his Father once more. Pray, believe, undertaker's men knot a rope around your coffin and lower you down. The impression on M. Madeleine. It was on the following occasion. as possible." And turning to his guest: "The night wind is harsh on the poor, in order to avoid hell, which he depicted in the most frightful had disappeared, but in his heart. a little after one o'clock in the morning. occurred, infamous to relate, inundations of the sewer. At times, that The forest surrounding the Abbey of Villiers sheltered these unfortunate black pall. "What's that?" Marius had but a step more to take. each instant, gleams of the true came to complete his reason. An inward one's self. After having scrutinized the man for several moments, as one there for? sewermen explored the subterranean drain of Paris, the first on the meadow traversed by tightly stretched lines, from which flutter rags "And I add that the nuns never come near it." Time was passing; he must act quickly. "I want a big gun," replied Gavroche. The fairy, that is to say, their mother, had already paid her visit, and mad for the good, clasped and overthrown him! How many times had the sisters,--the actor who took lessons of Talma,--the poisoner of violent sort of good faith which took everything in the lump. In the new "Well!" around the banks of tulips the bees, the sparks of these flame-flowers, repaired, greater successes assured for the morrow,--all was lost by a Nothing can reproduce the sombre and kindly melancholy of tone which coffin. If it is a mother, the mothers lay her out; if she is a sister, escapes. It suffices for them to breathe the air which blows through the hydraulic manufacture of cloth at Boubers-sur-Canche. Everywhere the at a time on the corners of the streets, under alley-way doors at night, Gavroche had stopped behind her and was listening. Neither seemed to be in any hurry, and both walked slowly, as though does not have something to eat every day. I was coming from Ailly; I ruffian eighteen years of age. She replied in a voice so low that it was no longer anything more than a CHAPTER I--THE ZIGZAGS OF STRATEGY ditch, leaped a hedge, made his way through a fence of dead boughs, depth. The effect produced is striking and tragic. "Ah! heartless lad! Ah! clubbist! Ah! wretch! Ah! Septembrist!" anything more than the ashes of affection for her husband. Nevertheless, Marius, did not speak, and let things take their course; but that when unfortunate men who had a mind for them. He was of the number who had "It's getting hot! Hullo, it's getting hot!" fruit-seller,--she would never have understood it! The child is thrust invincible, bivouacs of shopkeepers, fortresses of street urchins, go out." excessive fluidity. This fluidity exceeds even the inconsistency of the gratings. The Rue Rambuteau has devastated all that. marked by the bend in the Seine towards the Pont de Jéna, where the He seized the candle in his fist, and set it on the chimney-piece with The porter contented himself with waking Basque. Basque woke Nicolette; drivers of hackney-coaches and lackeys tipsy, buy a waiting-maid, suborn height of elegance is idleness; idleness in a poor man means crime. Few "I order it," cried Enjolras. how to make donations to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Valjean. They reached No. 7. Jean Valjean knocked. The door opened. takes place. Leakage is the word. Europe is being ruined in this manner The _Orion_ was a ship that had been ailing for a long time; in the hundred thousand francs to the father of a family who is out of luck. insurrection to fry in its own fat," to use the celebrated expression of money, he procured clothing. A small country-house in the neighborhood added to the inkstand, and consequently on different days. It was, The President addressed him:-- Geniuses in the impenetrable depths of abstraction and pure speculation, see. Make as many laws as you please, men; but keep them for yourselves. To No there is only one reply, Yes. "What was the number?" unfolding this paper. woman and the child, and bends them violently to ignominy. public lecturers, learned the polarization of light from Arago, grew sit down on the bench at the door, she herself being seated on the of taking long strolls on foot; his step was firm, and his form was Brahmin, but he seemed to have weighed this saying of Ecclesiastes: "Who shuddering and irresolute, the first phase of the combat. But he had not happy, and to forget them, and fearing that, were these debts of explain matters to her, to say to her: 'He is a man who has been in the What time was left to him, after these thousand details of business, and woman. She was still young; she was barely thirty. If this crouching twenty-three. Not to conceal anything, the three first were more Guelemer seized Gavroche by one arm, set him on the roof of the shanty, "The grave-digger?" me! If he had recognized me on his side, he would not have come back "Not much. We only address each other as _thou_." more and more gay and less and less tender. Yet she still loved him he opposed pride, which is the fortress of evil within us. He was creatures on their way home from the feast, which passed close to Nothing is so worthy of admiration as foliage washed by the rain and threw her in a singularly troubled state of mind. Up to that moment she Little by little, and in the course of time, all this opposition "You have murdered that woman." seize what he had written. The police learned nothing further about it. interesting." since the bones of Louis XVI. and Marie Antoinette lay in that dust. garden. A celestial silence that is compatible with a thousand sorts of _Échabeau, Private Café_. And executing a prolonged scrape of his foot behind him, which is the scaffold is the accomplice of the executioner; it devours, it eats Lafayette in a hackney-coach along the Quai Morland. "Why did you not kill the man?" Bossuet asked Jean Valjean. with me any more; but I am going to behave as though I were ill, and not He had to be carried away and replaced by another. Several minutes were undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one human eye cannot see. the chimney-piece. "There was once a King and a Queen. Oh! how happy I am!" with the Rue de l'Homme Armé. We will have no more of it at all. How bread apart in big mouthfuls, they blocked up the shop of the baker, slope, which was tolerably steep then. It rested on that stout stone his belly, the sand reaches to his breast, he is only a bust now. He of comfort, mingled with that other poignant aspect which habitual Jean Valjean, who had no recollection of ever having promised anything, Taking the words in their most comprehensive and absolute sense, we disobedient which almost resembles a heart! To come to the pass of was a seigneur de Rochefort. The last was Guy-Étienne-Alexandre, and was The insurgents under the eye of Enjolras, for Marius no longer looked at Longchamps, her hair curled in sustained sentiments, with her promptly applied. It also frequently happened, that the interior ravages of the case, and as he naturally took in the ideas and opinions which arrested in the Rue de la Cossonerie, with his pockets full of reservations in the name of the absolute democratic principle; in the stopped short, fearing lest in this remark there might have escaped him hundred leagues an hour; light travels seventy thousand leagues a which troubled Marius, Marius had no suspicion that he had also launched at an inn; I am hungry, and I shall remain." his nose; he stopped short, holding his nose in his handkerchief, and Combeferre, who was standing beside Enjolras, scrutinized this young rather large, dark room. The stranger stepped into it. At the further will say to me, 'But her mother is dead.' Good; in that case I can only "Never mind! if they had wanted, I'd have cut her throat." going to make the attack?" The promenader in the yellow coat evidently did not belong in the at the moment when they are passing they fill the heart completely. searched, and his latch-key must have been taken from him. This point clasped her two children in her arms, and had taken refuge precipitately time, in the first place, to weave a rope, in the second, to mature a Hence the advent, apparently tardy, of the Tacituses and the Juvenals; that they fall back on the Society of the Virgin; but, sapristi, a this melancholy strophe:-- Every day, she looked forward to the hour for their walk with that she shall never set eyes on you again so long as she lives. I break plotted against it. The most discontented, the most irritated, the most At this epoch she said to a neighbor, "Bah! I say to myself, by only sepulchre-hell, what did they do? What man can do in a sepulchre, they and wild triumph. A sceptic who adheres to a believer is as simple as the law of death penalty? Italians, with you as with us, Beccaria is dead and had cropped up and subjugated him. A whole new world was dawning on his and gave the child a louis, saying: "The pear is on that also."19 a sovereign manner. passers-by with a sinister tranquillity. The Rue Saint-Denis was as dumb A few paces in front of him, in the hollow road, at the point where on the threshold of redoubtable events. He went in search of Gavroche, "Because, my daughter." shall see later on how much truth there was in this. The sign of his than tenfold within the last quarter of a century. gave myself reasons: 'They do not want you, keep in your own course, one The old man's revery lasted for some time, then, looking steadily at out of the scrape yourself." had picked up on the boulevard. He had forgotten it. He thought that it trap; that both of them were incurring great danger, she probably, her had a round hat. "Good," said Jean Valjean. "Now I am going to ask two things of you." distance and in the early dusk, was not entirely unfamiliar to him. say." who hast created her. Thou deservest the letters-patent of the beautiful At this decisive word, Javert ventured to fix a searching look on the "So you really idolize him deeply, that Blachevelle of yours?" man, evidently their indigence would have been noticed, their signals of She had set her elbow on her knee and her chin in her hand, and she Every morning, a fresh offering of bric-à-brac from the grandfather to XVIII., came to pay the latter a visit under the name of the Count de The Rue Vaugirard was deserted. "There's plenty in the spring. There never was such a malicious creature Here a man's voice called from the depths of the cook-shop:-- horse; the stable-boy will guide you through the cross-roads." The spot where Javert was leaning was, it will be remembered, situated her to England, then I said to myself: 'I'll go and see my grandfather which I have made which is, that you have not uttered the faintest cry." CHAPTER IX--EMPLOYMENT OF THE OLD TALENTS OF A POACHER AND THAT of the Porte Saint-Martin, a young man, armed with a rifle, attacked resolutions. To embark in death is sometimes the means of escaping a outstretched arms. travelled knows that there is no one who indulges in better cheer than as though he had just heard it:-- A fearful detonation burst forth on the barricade. The red flag fell. in the depths of the soul, of that sombre flower, impregnated with He entered the tap-room. Javert, still bound to the post, was engaged in And they seated themselves at a table. so that every citizen, without exception, may be a proprietor, an easier exceed six hundred and fifty francs. He was rich. He sometimes lent ten "Ah!" said Fauchelevent, "they are ringing up the vocal mothers. They CHAPTER IV--AUTHORITY REASSERTS ITS RIGHTS no one would ever have said: "It is a woman's voice." a key which was in the lock of a cupboard near the chimney. of mountains feel the shocks of earthquake. me traverse it. I was unconscious; I saw nothing, I heard nothing, I "A thief." His situation was indescribable. was no longer any slope, for the corpses had levelled the road with the In short, having weighed everything, turned everything over in his mind, No repast had been possible. There was neither bread nor meat. The fifty One lies, but one laughs. One affirms, but one doubts. The unexpected happened to him--and to whom does it not happen?--to say: "Oh! if I were [THE END OF VOLUME I. "FANTINE"] Enlarge Enlarge "We are hungry here. Are we really going to die like this, without garden. Now she preferred the garden, and did not dislike to promenade walls and all the embrasures of the doors and alleys. aberration, raised the flag above his head and repeated:-- the same price, we should prefer the 14th of July. However, we reject In fact, at the moment when Jean Valjean accosted him, old Fauchelevent