burn, and about the strange attitude and singular flight of her father. and gave vent to a Royalist harangue on Danton, Saint-Juste and "So, you will go?" man who is generous and noble, and who does not work, is lost. Resources admirable Italy has all miseries on the face of it. Does not banditism, you are wasting your row. That's not thunder, it's a cough." glasses, seals, and two small quills an inch long, wrapped in cotton." blouse, an old pair of trousers, an old knapsack, and a huge thorn In Paris, the Faubourg Saint-Marceau kept up an equal buzzing with the "Very well," said the Bishop; "wooden ones then." "But you," went on Montparnasse, "where are you bound for now?" CHAPTER II--HOW JEAN MAY BECOME CHAMP unchained afresh within him. His ideas began to grow confused once CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES one repeatedly not to allow the invalid to want for anything. It was with a mixture of stupefaction and _naïve_ kindliness. the hackney-coach of Vadé. She no longer thought, she no longer saw. The immensity of night was trapezium like a moat. The convent was composed of several buildings "At my house." extinguish. We feel it burning even to the very marrow of our bones, and what? vague things. She dared make herself no promises, and she did absolutely distinct, and he perceived the distance which separated them. above the throng of heads, their wild pyramid is visible. These still more contrary to his age, grave. Surrounded by all those singular without violence, without any direct action on his part, by virtue of a proceeding from zig-zag to zig-zag until it ends in the grand crypt of The obscurity was such that he did not fear to accost the first lawyer fell upon his arm; he felt himself vigorously thrust aside by a push paying for it. I am no longer he; I do not know that man; I no longer know anything; it one of the most generous figures of our day: "His pardon is granted; it interrogates. This is direct religion, which is full of anxiety and infallible, there may exist error in the dogma, all has not been said The purse had two compartments; in one of them there was some small If one places one's self at the culminating point of view of the The father, with the agility of an acrobat, seized a broken-nosed jug "Something is falling!" cried the Thénardier woman. Jean Valjean listened. the only servant whom he kept, would never more bring him his coffee barricade, while Enjolras, whom it was impossible to divert, kept an Cosette was meditating sadly; for, although she was only eight years The manner of marriage in 1833 was not the same as it is to-day. France Paris cemeteries closed, at that epoch, at sundown, and this being a the chimney-corner. bottle was rapidly gulped down. She remained thus for a quarter of an hour, her eyes riveted on the understand that. Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that fifteenth, the Huguenots in the sixteenth, Morin's _illuminated_ in the Charms exist. These two little girls were a charm to this mother. He shuddered from head to foot, and cried in a terrible voice:-- mien of the chief of the eunuchs in the slave mart, discovering a that the diligence for Paris is passing through the woods. _Le dab est tattered, muddy, hideous, haggard, his face masked in blood and mire, CHAPTER XIX--OCCUPYING ONE'S SELF WITH OBSCURE DEPTHS paid, the insolence of the porter and the cook-shop man, the sneers of a large pile of porous stones, an ailing chestnut-tree bandaged with a that is to say, to the light. his bare arm. hopes were extinguished one after the other, M. Mabeuf remained rather Two large arm-chairs figured on the right and left of the bride, the The lad scratched his head behind his ear, stared at Ma'am Bougon, and remember the great epidemic of croup which ravaged the river districts recalled. the rain-soaked soil, and only succeeding in producing volcanoes of mud, had arrived in turn. The two ideas which counselled him appeared to him within him, and of all that was working there? That is something talking to his black cap! Oh, the sneak!" behind the door, and were shaking him:-- coat, which was too ample although carefully buttoned, had not been made don't know those persons; they are villagers. I worked for M. Baloup, "Yes." courtyard, than in the enclosure filled with flowers, and in his little 1789; the right divine was masked under a charter; fictions became his chamber, took merely time enough to throw off his travelling-coat, forests and the lakes, in profound inattention, while men were being CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL immensity. In the East, the Val-de-Grâce projected its dark mass on the The paper was not folded. She cast a glance upon it. sufficient to live on, by sinking nearly the whole of it in an annuity with the upper levels, there lies the last mine. A formidable spot. deigning to make use of the ladder, he had reached the aperture. He BOOK FOURTH.--TO CONFIDE IS SOMETIMES TO DELIVER INTO A PERSON'S POWER and none the less was one of the cleverest and most correct spies that with his accustomed placidity:-- what had become of his wife and children. He had lost them as one loses to close itself abruptly. This wall was built of paving-stones. It was den. The light of the torch illuminated only their bayonets, their bear- "In the first place, I won't have any kings; if it were only from an sixty-seven, I do not despise Merlonus Horstius." The door of the garret had just opened abruptly, and allowed a view of increased, he attacked with his pinnace, and captured a large English the wrong. In questions of famine, riot, Buzançais, for example, holds a "listen. You are an honest man, and I feel no hesitation in explaining "No, sister, I must see her. I may, perhaps, be in haste." as we have stated, it seemed to be free, and presented itself to and majesty as in a virgin forest of the New World. CHAPTER IV--FORMS ASSUMED BY SUFFERING DURING SLEEP At the end of a few moments the child had disappeared. confidence." "It must be closed again." Gavroche looked and saw that this came from the men of the banlieue. steeple. The poor profited by this terror as well as the good God, for Do you know what Aspasia was, ladies? Although she lived at an epoch sound of a catastrophe in order that those who profit by it may tremble civilization, and which our indifference and heedlessness trample under She took his hand and laid it on her heart. He felt the paper there, he plumes not unlike the hats of the heralds-at-arms at the coronation of which has not its dependents. There is no fortune which has not its Bareheaded, he sat upon the stone post at the door of his house. He "You certainly are here." thing which is full of splendor. Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille. "Who sent you at such an hour to get water in the forest?" rigorous cold, but in cells where no fire was ever lighted; they slept, He sprang off the bed and applied his eye to the keyhole, which was which had been left open; the horrible, glowing tool disappeared into the chair, an attitude characteristic of people who are sure of what city, through which run the Rues Saint-Denis and Saint-Martin, where a Marius dashed headlong into all these snares; and to all the "Some petticoat or other." how I have suffered, putting such questions as that to myself during all own country had seen his sister. She was in Paris. She lived in a poor "About three-quarters of an hour before midnight; do not forget." attested by Siborne; and Pringle, exaggerating the disaster, goes so far charming women there were in those days, and what pretty little faces pretty Gothic lock-plate, there is an iron handle with trefoils placed The vocal mother said to the prioress in a low voice "Jean Valjean is certainly dead," said he, "and I am a ninny." such angelic happiness at being of use to him, that Jean Valjean felt "Ah, good God!" cried Fauchelevent. Thibet, is a sort of phthisis for civilization. It stops life short. It terms of the law, would render him liable to penal servitude for life. people who had been scattered abroad, for many days and nights. There in Cosette's soul? Sometimes, instead of going to bed, Jean Valjean which they had just wrenched off, flung the other over the outer wall, ended by being satisfied with it. From the moment when Marius took his and sharing, the enigma of this lower world which covers the human "Be off!" not a nun, who was treated with great respect, and who was addressed as the sun. The sun has sneezed out the humming bird. Embrace me, Fantine!" question in the book, and she would answer it. head, to-morrow that. It is only a variation. make it appear on the brow, just as rebellions among the soldiery force passed through the Rue Plumet, an old, belated bourgeois who was making For a long time, Marius was neither dead nor alive. For many weeks he no, it rewards you; for it places you in a hell, where you feel God anguish which he had suffered in the Rue Polonceau eight years before, D. O. M. CY A ETE ÉCRASÉ PAR MALHEUR SOUS UN CHARIOT, MONSIEUR BERNARD them all, without distinction, provided they left him in peace, as the who had set to making cartridges in the tap-room, by the dubious light and led to the stable; as he had promised Scaufflaire, he stood beside _malicious_; such another is _great_; such another is _ridiculous_." silence on earth was profound; the only noise was in the heavens. And he rushed headlong to the window. forever by it. He said to himself that his day had also come now, that his hour had white fichu puffing out from a gown of coarse black woollen stuff, with second-hand dealers perceived that he was forced to sell, they purchased Impossible!" And he returned profoundly troubled. exclaimed Napoleon. "I prefer to overthrow them rather than to drive public entrance of the church. The elbow of the gibbet was a square hall This arrangement was accepted with absolute submission by Mademoiselle That the thinking principle of man be thrust down ever so low, that it This was the last time. After that last flash of light, complete He had deposited Marius on the ground, he picked him up again,--that is reproached with raising, erecting, and heaping up, against the reigning the sand mounts higher. The sand has reached his shoulders, the sand age. The arms of mothers are made of tenderness; in them children sleep Wellington felt that he was yielding. The crisis was at hand. this, resumed with an air of perfect indifference:-- there that the proclamations of the Emperor and of the Imperial Guard without, bent over mechanically, and almost without daring to avow to a trade?' Yes! A trade! A simple trade! A bread-winner! What a fall, of the brute, and in the man the material for a blackguard. Both were and not battles had been won, and the conquering soldier returned as though he had been the Marquis de Brandebourg, and with the most door on the Rue de Babylone, and they had taken their departure. the solidification of the blood; hence tubercles in the lungs, hence domain eBooks. Redistribution is subject to the trademark license, your name weighs like a crime, who is about to be taken for you, who of pity. Universal misery was his mine. The sadness which reigned regret, for our part, and by a vast plank enclosure, which completed the Montparnasse, he addressed to him in a gentle voice, in the midst of the of the Faculty of Paris, Abbé of Simore, who had been Bishop of D---- in quand il n'eut plus son ange. La chose simplement d'elle-même arriva, even left the door." in the production of "black goods." Towards the close of 1815 a man, "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We door, in the stretch of wall on the President's left; on this bench, to try such and such a thing?" The girl whom he could no longer call Perpetual motion was in his little arms and perpetual clamor in his thunder:-- corporal, this spy who was incapable of a lie, this unspotted police and exclaimed:-- some living being, no matter whom. It will be perceived that it was not requires, not what is suited to the needs of Gribeauval. is too short, but one way of descending will remain to you, to fall. To "A living person." "Inspector Javert will apprehend the body of the Sieur Madeleine, mayor self-sacrifice be exacted? Orientalist. Above all, he was good; and, a very simple thing to those which counts none victorious, this desperate soldier stands erect. He serve as a bridge between the Salpêtrière and Les Madelonettes. against this very well-informed and well-armed Baron Pontmercy, he felt Diogenes Laertius, printed at Lyons in 1644, which contained the famous fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but "Yes, you shall have her, that pretty little girl of yours. She comes "My good friend, Mr. Montparnasse," said Éponine, "I entreat you, you sight of him. The war of 1823, an outrage on the generous Spanish nation, was then, soon as they become aware that they are growing attached to this object, which was moulding there amid the dust; she flung herself upon it and there was a white-haired man, smiling at the sun. The official language of the Roads and Bridges gave to these gratings shamelessness driven by a coachman crowned with flowers; this is what order of arrest and the command to produce the prisoner. replies: "It is to see thirty-six candles." Here slang intervenes and "Promise what I tell you!" gentleman of the country-side, wherein not only the dignities of the order, which is nothing else than universal peace, has been established, Less than half an hour afterwards Cosette, who had grown rosy again ingenuousness. Once he paused to salute some one in the crowd. The sort gloomy, who, dragged to that point by the current of the rout, had just received the counter-shock of commercial crises, of failures, strikes, Such was M. Myriel's budget. watered the whole garden. this from her--she wept; she burst out sobbing. The eldest girl grumbled:-- cornice of the wall, there was a martin's nest; the curve of this nest for the sake of exactness in all points, to mention here the various distinctly than we the radiant and distant portals of Eden. Only, the These nuns are not gay, rosy, and fresh, as the daughters of other Marius assumed a grave tone: of the world, with this name which was so profoundly and universally of passion which existed in her. None of her dreams had ever proceeded ears, a single suspender of yellow listing; he runs, lies in wait, Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and always white. She passed her time, on Sundays, after mass, in counting "All's going first-rate," responded Jondrette, "but my feet are beastly He heard the shrill, hard voice of Jondrette utter these words, which of sand and a large slope of earth. This work was not finished; there appeared erect upon the parapet of the quay, bent over towards the emit a ray of light. of Patron-Minette answered,--for the names have survived in special Oh! at such moments, what mournful glances did he cast towards that that history has ever beheld. she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. Courfeyrac, being a practical man, did not take in good part this "Impossible." foundation of this wonderful captain was the man who, in the report back upon himself; he reflected dolefully on his idleness, his paralysis taken. heaven, who have none of these things. He is from seven to thirteen Marius stammered. A woman stood before her, a few paces distant. This woman also had a So far in this book the Thénardiers have been viewed only in profile; squarely intersecting immense, vague stretches of land inundated with sides of roofs, bays, and promontories. Hence horrible, unfathomable martyr. His conscience inured to every assault of destiny, might have All situations have their instincts. Old and eternal Mother Nature "So you are not a grave-digger, then?" returned Fauchelevent, clutching Nevertheless, let him who can explain these antique mysteries of the pocket-book, had turned aside and made the tour of his ribs with a "It's queer, all the same. Mamma told us that she would take us to get a the following week thirty thousand cartridges were distributed. The were divided into two classes: the _big barns_ which belong to the rich, elements, on which the regular gravitations of the moral, as of the Love is the salutation of the angels to the stars. protection of all over each is called Fraternity. The point of hating any one myself. Now I am eighty-six years old; I am on the point the Convention, apropos of a newspaper which had fallen into his hands, The gendarme, without replying to his salute, stared attentively at him, around him reigned silence, but that charming silence when the sun has The inheritance of Father Gillenormand did not amount to much; but the finger nails. One no longer remembers anything. Sometimes this gnat--that is what he calls himself--knows how to read; up for departure long before its time, beat a retreat in good order, As the Thénardier hostelry was in that part of the village which is What melancholy sport of Providence was that which had placed that child blood. The marauders in the train of an army were more or less in mother, who earned with difficulty three francs a day, and had but himself to the right, the sand comes up to his knees. Then, with The imperturbable stranger brushed his hat with his elbow and went on: the Rue du Chemin-Vert, where Fauchelevent had deposited her on the "I promise you that I will eat them," he said, in his benevolent voice. manner? Who can that Champmathieu be? So he resembles me! Is it as far as man. She had never been able to get further than her cat. Like Enlarge With nihilism, no discussion is possible; for the nihilist logic doubts To this there is but one reply: "In former days." A month passed, then another. Marius was still with Courfeyrac. He had place; that no decision could be arrived at without having observed and Jean Valjean laid Marius down along the wall, on the dry portion of the harsh, short hair, cheeks like a brush, a beard like that of a wild teeth, two francs, fifty. Take advantage of this opportunity." This Enjolras meditated for a few moments, and made the gesture of a man who abomination within, or holiness within and infamy without. This was the outer wall of La Force. A flash passed, a report rang out. which exist in the woods there. The other end, which surrounds the now felt "the man who had studied for the priesthood." alleged his studies, his lectures, the examinations, etc., as a pretext. and near the Pantheon in a little café in the Rue Saint-Michel called of Barcelonette. He was first seen at Jauziers, then at Tuiles. He hid Nevertheless, a red glow brought out against this black background the attitude is possible; one there becomes transfigured as one perishes. Athens and Rome have and keep, throughout all the nocturnal darkness of father's place, and, in his turn, supported the sister who had brought the insurgents time to re-load their weapons, and a second and very vices and aspired to all crimes. encounters opprobrium, and which accommodates itself to it. Fathers, It not only undermines, in its hideous swarming, the actual social one saw her drink, one said, "That is a carter"; when one saw her handle on condition that they are followed by reconstructions. Martin Verga. than the Rue des Trois-Pavillons; then he did not overstep the Blancs- away; and the rubbish which had fallen, now inside, now outside, had, as both directions, Jean Valjean would have been captured. All hung on that The chase abounds in grimaces and in comical postures. One of the garden, which was slightly arched, had in its centre, on the summit of Gavroche immediately began to take observations. "Yes," said Fantine; "that makes forty francs." "Quick! The ladder! Let's leave the bacon in the mousetrap and decamp!" "singing like a cracked pot," says the letter which we have already She means to lead us all by the nose, I warn you. You have your own the temporary vanity of torrents swelled by a storm. Civilized people, of consideration in the town on account of his relationship to another when he arrived. He mounted the stairs on tip-toe and glided along the which seemed to be calculations of distances. Her eyes were hollow and should be no equivoque, and it became requisite that this book should answered, "I have money." blows given and received in the rear; it was because, coming from Courfeyrac had a father who was called M. de Courfeyrac. One of The last of these stalls, established precisely opposite the menacing, and, from menacing, was probably about to become desperate. In thus for five hours, almost uninterruptedly, when he at length allowed was garnished with dilapidated hurdles which appeared to have served for called each other _thou_; it is the tendency of youthful friendships to horror. Fantine raised herself and crouched on her heels in the bed: her eyes To struggle therein is hideous; at the same time that one is going The line of open-air booths starting at the church, extended, as the possible. Marius' two arms were passed round his neck, and the former's Meanwhile, the cart continued to sink slowly. Father Fauchelevent of Madeleine's voice she turned around, and from that moment forth she you and to tell it to you. Thénard." The Bishop did not omit his pastoral visits because he had converted his trouble them. I told them: 'It's for the elephant.'" the whole revarnished, and my chamber will be a regular museum. She has me! More than half of what I possess is swallowed up in an annuity; so return home; moreover, it was growing late; every evening, Ma'am Bougon All these young men who differed so greatly, and who, on the whole, can Courfeyrac turned round, half the street was already barred with she was beautiful than he had when she was homely. He passed very near comprehend the felicity of holding a holy water sprinkler in one's hand question. There is no other."--"On the day when we cease to suit you, On another occasion, he had an encounter which produced on him a which she had purchased at that date in Paris, and which had lasted was incomplete, I admit: we demolished the ancient regime in deeds; we that makes you cough." "Boys, can retreat be thought of? Think of old England!" rehabilitated himself. This man had become a just man in the full force word from you may enlighten. The instant is solemn; there is still time contact. The necessity was the same for both. The only possible issue who even goes so far as to ridicule the cross. and simple elegance, and without affectation. She wore a dress of black "No?" anything to do, and any "bousingot" to track out, it was in that At dessert, M. Gillenormand, rising to his feet, with a glass of dissolving; the regiments would have broken up immediately there. eighty lances. They wore casques without horse-tails, and cuirasses A few words more. world, no one but this woman. Fantine had nursed her child, and this had running at full speed in pursuit of a fiacre, and the father would made a general of the army of Narses; witness: _Barbari et Barberini_; to salute Flaminius, and who had a little of Hannibal's spirit. blouse, and put it in Thénardier's hand, whispering in the latter's do you know what he has done for me, Cosette? He has saved my life. He it. After the fillip on the nose, the blow from the fist. The army is other times he raised his head and fixed his gaze upon some point of the you!" "Besides," observed a voice in one group, "it is easy enough to talk white gloves displayed the delicacy of the hand which toyed with the cherished a double idea, to defeat the projects of her father and the be seen a very large, solitary tree, then several fruit-trees, gnarled the road and looked on. In the neighboring lanes the shouts of people All voices cried: "Monsieur, I will conduct you to your room." somewhere. In any case, I am not his dupe." while washing and dusting the ceilings and walls, Madam Magloire has its books, its theatre, its art, its science, its literature, its increase in courage. wager was accepted, but not one of those who bet believed that she would CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S had saved Colonel Pontmercy. Thénardier was a ruffian in the eyes of all _the monarch_; Monseigneur the Bishop, _a sainted pontiff_; the that it must be concealed. the Rue Saint-Louis, almost opposite the sign of the _Gallant Meanwhile, at the words, _Are you the man?_ the woman had risen, had the whole revarnished, and my chamber will be a regular museum. She has folds in his gaunt neck were painful to behold. Sometimes, when the smoke. missionaries of nations. Babylon has no ideal; Carthage has no ideal. sustained sieges during the wars of religion, was still surrounded with a quiver of terror. She had recognized Javert. Something very similar has been done in France. Stay, let us pass in their community a spiritual family. They have no other relatives than "I know it." "That's true," added her husband, gently; "it ruins a house to have such At last the mayor laid down his pen and turned half round. Still, though unknown to hearts intoxicated with purity, nature is Courfeyrac replied: Still, though unknown to hearts intoxicated with purity, nature is Those two words, however, had set every one in the convent who had the presented itself. One gets puzzled in battle, as at a ball. It is probable that this and rubies seem wet, and make veiled beings in the shadow below weep, God there I would have done it. My chamber is left on my hands. My literature. But he had reverses. He had losses on 'change. I was obliged seen stretched on the ground was the sister who was making reparation; Valjean. He gently removed Cosette's arms, and took his hat. suspecting his excellences and his sanctity. Neither did he suspect his for a day's leave of absence--an enormity in so austere a community. The "The grave is dug in the Vaugirard cemetery. They declare that they are understand duty; for, as soon as one has comprehended it, it is above the barricade. Municipal guards of lofty stature were making their you." Then he shook hands with the workingman and went away, saying: "We "I should beg alms of them for my poor." withdraws himself from observation. The mystical school of Joseph de years of age, he lives in bands, roams the streets, lodges in the open She felt herself absolutely chilled with terror. Was this another and said gently to Madame Magloire:-- CHAPTER V--FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES women, while Fantine was a good girl. "Pontmercy," suggested Marius, turning pale. a perpetual memory of the tomb is proper for the living. On this point, still could not believe that it was real. She looked at Marius, she old iron; their eyes were a triumph; their fresh cheeks were full of of idiot; the galleys wrought a change in me. I was stupid; I became from respect? Marat deserved both. And then, destiny was there the glass door; a regular box, with its front just of a height to lean powerful reveries have their moral utility, and by these arduous paths improvised fortress which rested on it. When the situation was not ripe, of childhood, which do not, however, succeed in making us worldlings learned at Montfermeil of the ruin and bankruptcy of the unfortunate They entered the street. It was deserted as usual. Javert followed Jean of flowers, played on the flute, made verses, loved the people, pitied He did not precisely rise; he remained in a stooping and frightened "Have you it about you?" better to grow salads there than bouquets." "Madame Magloire," retorted This family was that of the merry barefoot boy. He arrived there and abyss? Is this second infinity intelligent also? Does it think? Does set in an unclouded azure sky. Twilight had descended; night was drawing Last year he went quite alone into a country of robbers. He would the doctor was wiping his eyes; the corpse itself was weeping. father. one else. "I have been a student. I passed my fourth examination. I never drink." bees. CHAPTER II--AN OWL'S VIEW OF PARIS the savage and the citizen, those vast desert nooks where the garrison without being seen, could briskly and suddenly scale the redoubt, as on everything, a strange thing called a cigar in his mouth. Nothing was was, of course, common to the Boarding-school, the Great Convent, and whom he had assigned a day on the field of Waterloo, was exact to Corneille--to such a degree that he doubted whether what he beheld was This aunt, who had remained unmarried, was very rich on the maternal had confided in each other as far as possible, but this had not extended considering it under all its aspects. great one, Jeanne's, still held out. bottom?--Possibly. Cosette did not know. buildings which were either sheds or barns, then ended at a blind alley. turned away his eyes. nature. Who knows whether the sun is not a blind man? debouched on the plateau, and it was like the appearance of an every time that the flat-nosed face of the spectre approached, the She seated herself on the underpinning of the railing, close beside the is what France demanded of the Bourbons after the Empire. last moments. They sent for the curé. It seems that he refused to come, And then, Cosette had, for long years, been habituated to seeing enigmas On the following morning, two hours at least before day-break, true about the lancer, she has made heaps of lint, she's a jewel, she all that is immaculate and inaccessible. Alas! what if the Jungfrau were Champmathieu, and I won't depart from that!' He has an astonished air, the first resistance, which that great wood-cutter of Europe, called daughter. Moreover, as she knew nothing, she could say nothing, and The farm buildings border the courtyard on the south. A bit of the north The man in the buttoned-up coat walked to the extremity of the shore, Cadran, had fancied that they heard the sound of footsteps in the them all, without distinction, provided they left him in peace, as the form, on a space three fathoms square, between the Halles and the Rue to others will be a rock to you. The simplest things will become steep boar, one must employ the science of venery and plenty of dogs. These was suffering from cold and hunger, but this was, at least, a shelter "You must know that we have parents. Parents--you do not know much about neck. In this vault, men who had been condemned to the galleys were himself. All was well. There is a deity for those drunken men who are "Who are you?" Such was the situation. then he stretched out his hand towards his cudgel and cried in a to make sheep's-eyes at the guillotine, to sing romances, and play on number 50, so that one hesitated. Where was one? Above the door it said, One morning, he threw him this admonition:-- the windows and the roof on the besiegers and exasperating the soldiers pavement, and arms outstretched in the form of a cross. anything to her; she yielded to the vague but clear pressure of his like her own father, and she was my child. I do not know whether you Night had come. and blond. His mother is dead. Have you ever noticed that all little What was he to do now? To deliver up Jean Valjean was bad; to leave Jean steady lad like yourself. To think that he is to pass the night in a be among living people who bid each other 'good-day,' who call to each streets which terminate in the village of Montfermeil on the side of from the prefecture of the Seine-et-Oise to the prefecture of police in they talk, they jest, they lounge. Some one whom we know heard a Two of the ruffians laid their hands on his shoulder, and the masked to be more of an invalid than a doctor. At three and twenty he thought We must have become habituated to fatality and to encounters with it, in Jean Valjean, a thoughtful man, and given to nocturnal strolls, often has promised me to go to Picpus. There is a perfect swarm and an himself, in that infinity of which we were recently speaking, in the Marius dashed out of the barricade, Combeferre followed him. But he was swung her foot with an air of indifference. Her tattered gown permitted NAPOLEON IS MADE his father had bequeathed to him; "who is your brother?" politics? You have reached the point where you grant amnesty to heroes! painter's brushes dried in red wash; his hands hung limp and dead. A diaphragm of the building, as it were. The first story contained, as we And with supreme grace, setting her teeth and drawing back her lips, she order that, seeing her so peaceable, they might make no difficulty about "Now," said he, "we can receive the philanthropist." At daybreak, just as he was falling into a doze through fatigue, he was This, without any dissimulation, and also without any exaggeration, is She was called the _Lark_ in the neighborhood. The populace, who are his arm either, and he always had some old volume hugged to his heart The sky had been overcast all day long. All of a sudden, at that very Nevertheless, it is probable that the inhabitants were disturbed, for a they are in!" as light increases, the sheet of water will be employed to purify the irresistible manner: "Father, I entreat you," that she had almost these evening parties or balls except on days when it was freezing cold, himself, Cosette and Marius grew intoxicated as they gazed freely at the three prowlers, and supposed that they had circumvented some one or head struck him as decidedly suspicious. Nothing, however, indicated that these letters belonged to the two into the night; you are in love, that is a matter of course, I am decimated in the Rue de la Chanvrerie out of caprice and its own good suffer, wait, the oppressed woman, the agonizing child, the secret war the coat buttons was missing on the breast; but this was only detail; as English soldier, to the English army, to the English people. If trophy rather, to speak more correctly, of Jean Valjean. Having exhausted these it is such a man, etc., etc., etc., vagabond, beggar, without means of that revolutions, having sprung from the right to revolt, one has the moment stared at this traveller with a sort of uneasiness. It was that my brother was no longer with me. one child, a little boy, the youngest. Where were the other six? Perhaps gendarme." of Waterloo, he had only heard the last two syllables, for which he eighteenth century, this very house of the Petit-Picpus, which belonged "In what direction?" went on M. Mabeuf. "Are you Monsieur Bossuet?" spaces between the trees and force the passer-by to bend his head; one to legislation, the decrees of the sovereign courts, the magistracy, the ball had traversed his breast from side to side. He was dead. the Rue de Babylone and which had formerly served the chief-justice as the Rue Plumet produced on them the effect of the dawn. They already had The house had not a single door which could be locked. The door of the simultaneously at all points of the city in the midst of a vast tumult, while youth, the secret associations, the schools, in the name of truth set her knee inexorably upon his breast! How many times, hurled to distinctly. This is a theft. certain intensity. All of a sudden, Blondeau, who must be the malicious feared from these people. They are as heedless and as indolent as cats. garden with his little shovel and his little chair, and in order that his aged fingers, stiffened with rheumatism, lay crooked up in the folds or allow the perpetration of a crime! On the one hand, it seemed to him presented the robust and weary aspect peculiar to military men who have flight. How had it happened that he had not mentioned this to Cosette? possesses grandeur of soul. report to the attorney-general. His first emotion having passed off, the by it. The departure for Cythera! exclaims Watteau; Lancret, the painter an infinite within us? Are not these two infinites (what an alarming well, I will take you to it." The posting service from Arras to M. sur M. was still operated at this these names incessantly, appropriately and inappropriately, with the She paused, not daring to proceed further. the heart of the child from coming to him, and from remaining with him! The wheelwright had seen at the first glance that the tilbury was a wagoners. A fat marmot, flanked by white partridges and heather-cocks, was lively. The word passed into circulation. this privileged spot ferns, mulleins, hemlock, yarrow, tall weeds, great organize a day of enjoyment in this age," he exclaimed. "Your nineteenth each door, behind each tree, stood a silent man. Only one was to be seen priest and an old soldier. At bottom, the man is the same. The one has The woman remained motionless. Not to mention these new marvels, the ancient vessel of Christopher "Can some one lend me a double-barrelled rifle?" said Jean Valjean. know not. Who does know? Himself, perhaps. However, Gavroche was well Father Madeleine gave employment to every one. He exacted but one thing: lot of money, or I'll exterminate you, by the thunder of the good God!" wall, a coldness and a constraint between them; ice which must be broken The clothes-dealer was sent for. He paid twenty francs for the cast-off turned about and began to follow the two men at the top of the quay, at which is couched in these terms, _"The question is, to decide whether products were debased, confidence was killed; the market diminished, "Is not that the inspector of police who told me that his name was In that house more than anywhere else, perhaps, arise those children's accordance with right and that the acceptance of it was in accordance those long, golden lashes, those blue eyes, that hair billowing in the "Well," he resumed, "thou hast brought hither that old gentleman and his he had been afraid of them. The Jondrette attic? The barricade? Javert? CHAPTER VI--THE GRASS COVERS AND THE RAIN EFFACES times a day. The young girls passed hours in listening to it, the vocal horses are in the fields. The season for ploughing is just beginning; relatives, one had only one's arms. I worked. They have, in the To mingle with one's life a certain presence of the sepulchre,--this is to say requiring to see in order to judge; prompt and penetrating his heels, an old hat of some other father, which descends below his dungeon of eternal vows, the taking of the habit, the interment of signed himself A.; M. Hoffmann signed himself Z. Charles Nodier wrote gleams. He said to the lad:-- years ago. This consisted of Jean-Jacques and Thérèse. From time Pontoise. tortures endured by the people. The barricade Saint Antoine converted has taken a resolution. about to begin again. Against that grape-shot, they could not hold out a police regulations, and locked into rails, as it were. Any one in these those houses which you never entered, every day, and that you have left been granted was getting roughly handled. Combeferre was upholding it President's arm-chair and handed him the paper on which was inscribed virgin. "No." very earth. possible, filth removes its shirt, absolute denudation puts to the rout to pass, and then closed behind it. At that moment the dragoons and the tree a fire was burning, over which three hares were roasting a huntsman That is all. Only once, during all the time which he spent at Toulon, voice. It was Grantaire holding a dialogue with an adversary. There is no one who has not noticed it in his own case--the soul,--and "What have you come here for?" Singular fact! people were, at one and the same time, in love with CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY On the day when a woman as she passes before you emits light as she a man passing in blouse and cap. 'Whence come you?' 'Don't you belong to He beheld civil war laid open like a gulf before him, and into this he being whom his comrades, who were prodigal of winged consonants, called that this is an organic disease, and in an advanced state, but all those childhood and her youth, and he became more and more convinced that that CHAPTER I--THE SEVENTH CIRCLE AND THE EIGHTH HEAVEN two hundred francs the metre, the sixty leagues of Paris' sewers of the accordance with right and that the acceptance of it was in accordance the name written thus: LESGLE. This non-Bonoparte orthography touched remembered the Cul-de-Sac Genrot arranged there like a trap, and of the "If it had not been for you, I should have been gobbled up!" added is there in this incident? What will the end be? What is to be done?" laid him low on the pavement. took a Jesuit confessor, and went to high mass and to vespers. Ambition in a whisper, he replied in his darkness: "What is the use?" let us examine the matter. The _I_ excepted, the _I_ effaced, the _I_ Bernardins, in the last year of the eighteenth century. The poor devil Pygmalion, who was making gargoyles for cathedrals, fell in love with After the taking of La Haie-Sainte the battle wavered. Marius was seized with a shudder. blood on the pavement. I remember a white butterfly which went and came Cambronne's reply produces the effect of a violent break. 'Tis like the of seeing Monsieur le Baron in society. I think I actually did meet the last hour, to familiarize himself with something as unexpected as it The stranger conjectured that this chamber connected with that of the She had completely forgotten the bread. She had recourse to the And you can't wet the paper! And you mustn't spot anything! And you must attended it. But he was present only at one sitting and at three or four such a degree that it consisted of merely a wall. This wall did not abut even notice Jean Valjean's silence after his question. the darkness of the heart; the more it has disappeared, the more it would soon be over; and the rolling of vehicles overhead, having become After the last cannon-shot had been fired, the plain of Mont-Saint-Jean fecund in results, indeed, if we were to add: "the universe wills." Why? knows what one has seen there. One has been terrible, but one knows it When he had written the first lines, which are formulas that never vary, novices; Mother-Saint-Ange, the assistant mistress; Mother Annonciation, the date of her marriage. This, taken as a whole, was very acceptable, being too narrow to admit of the entrance of vehicles. Javert and Jean say that he was setting out on a journey?"--"That is true," thought by the candle; the smallest bit of crockery on the table or on the in the wheels. The fall had been so unlucky that the whole weight of the A momentary silence ensued. The Bishop almost regretted having come, and Well! listen, infamous man! All those benedictions will fall back before thoughts in these tranquil words:-- "It was His Majesty's beast." She replied, sobbing, by that word from paradise which is never more This rag-picker was a grateful creature, and she smiled, with what a sadness; he had exchanged a rapid sign with the district-attorney and a It was having rosy nails that were too pretty which had drawn Dahlia to the quadrilles, I show Stella to the stars, and I say to them: "Behold I am with the distinguished consideration which is due to the benefactors of humanity,-- to attribute to them all possible perfections. This conversation took place in the gallery dining-room on the on the field of battle, did Thénardier contrive to find him amid the playing in the back yard, and saw nothing of the raid. When they tried whatever he could. His sister worked also but what could she do with description, a malefactor named Jean Valjean, whom justice has long been Thénardier had resumed his drinking; his wife whispered in his ear:-- that "the creature" was growing and "eating," and threatening to send soldier in the wine-shop. This sort of fatal rumor is the usual day, Austerlitz having become antiquated. The altar and the throne liberty, he tears up the pavements. Beware! his hair filled with wrath, "I am a wood-louse, Monseigneur." of Mademoiselle Baptistine, as we shall see further on. Before becoming of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas. Ah! he is very nice. He idolizes me so, Wait until they begin to put their project into execution; you are a after the specious and treacherous reasoning of egotism, had he heard Valjean's mournful brain. He examined the Cul-de-Sac Genrot; there he as was Jean Valjean. God has his instruments. He makes use of the tool Grelotte, Lolotte! CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL it again immediately. He scrutinized the garden with that attentive gaze The feelings to which one is subject in these places we have pointed out happened to him already in other sad vicissitudes, two roads opened out There is in this day an obscure interval, from mid-day to four o'clock; money which he had laid by. No one had been able to give him any news of two or three months, that he said, "Come, I'll go and see mamma!" Then of these words. Condemnations pronounced in advance are more likely and Fouillou. Paris alone has this in its natural history. The whole of groanings of the shades, to which the abyss lends an ear. does she send out to purchase six sheets of note paper, when she has a "Have I hurt you?" asked Marius. sword, he went to see M. Mabeuf, and M. Mabeuf talked to him of his hero guillotine, and he laughs. He calls it by all sorts of pet names: The wanted to throw his cannon into the sea, to hide the soldiers between bourgeois gets flurried over an apocryphal scrawl, practice virtue, than the whole social order, was to remain at liberty, and he, Javert, Still, from time to time, and in consequence of this very movement, CHAPTER VII--CRAVATTE "Is there, then, no one who wishes to earn twenty louis and save the "Hey?" of the British frigates. Twenty leagues further on, his audacity having The gamin loves uproar. A certain state of violence pleases him. He populated; villages spring up where there were only farms before; earth, nor the wet grass; they looked at each other, and their hearts whatever you pleased with your old numskull of a grandfather! you knew During all these trials he had felt himself encouraged and even hand and ran:-- longer with crime without abdicating. Everything toils at everything. soul, its compass, which counsels it and always shows it the north. In All at once, Jondrette lifted up his voice:-- Courfeyrac turned round, half the street was already barred with a box on the ear from her husband, went to complain to her father, and Up to that day, Javert had borrowed from Napoleon's attitudes, only that kitchen table, and her knitting. on him these two significant names: Luc-Esprit. with profound understanding, would designate M. de Montmorency as "a While they were loosing him, a fifth held a bayonet against his breast. 'Tis the fault of . . . " Marius held his peace; she remained silent for a moment, then boots in the anteroom. He seized Basque by the collar, and shouted full dead man. That would be stupid. This is a child whom I have reared. I abruptly. There are instants when nature seems hostile. grumbled for awhile at having that dear little creature "taken from him" time." Cosette once more. For him, the idea of life was not distinct from the "My cake tires me. It is stale." "Yes, that's it! finish!" said the voice. "Complete what you are about! coat, now he wore his new one every day; Jean Valjean was not sure On one of the pallets, Marius caught a glimpse of a sort of tall pale "They made beneath the table Prince William of Prussia; Guyot, who led the Emperor's squadrons to the for some time past. This very fact, that he had seen many shadows, made undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one perceived, still on the same bench, that well-known couple. Only, when frightful old world. People strive, turn each other out, prostitute the man in there?" of ducks was navigating, a badly paved path plunged into the bushes. The reply: 'Present!' Then Blondeau gazes at me, with the gentleness of a sort of fury. Give him a pike, he will produce the 10th of August; give agreed with him. In former times we had voices in the chapter, even on district-attorney shut himself up with the President. They conferred "as which flame forever, Marengo, Arcola, Austerlitz, Jena, Wagram! To cause In any case, it was evident that the garden had been violated, and that By degrees, we will admit, a certain horror seized upon him. The gloom