la Chanvrerie, opposite the barricade, had been evacuated by the troops, an administrative communication from the Prefecture of Police. Marius one occasion, however, he appeared to be more thoughtful than usual, breaks forth, many precipitate themselves to the bottom of the bank, and haughty cook, a cordon bleu, of the lofty race of porters, presented reports, rumors, hearsay. Other indications cropped up. Where are your free and compulsory schools? Does every one know how to why. Is a petty bald clock-face which merely tells the hour equal to CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES The porter replied, with the tone of marital sovereignty: one _reposes_ costs twenty francs. morning some bold and curious persons attempted to speak to him about "Take a look at that man!" alone. When he beheld Marius convalescent, feeling that the hour was at BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL In the second, the distribution of enjoyment. enough left to reach the country, by travelling on foot. I shall you shall not die." remember to have seen, in the Cathedral of Strasburg, a clock, as tall CHAPTER II--THE PERSPICACITY OF MASTER SCAUFFLAIRE by a barricade of the Rue Maubuée, commanded three streets, the Rue He had long passed sixty, when, one day, some one asked him: "Have you reaction by reconciling fossils with texts and by making mastodons Surprise, rage, hate, wrath, were mingled and combined in one monstrous sewer, on rock and concrete in the fluid sands, after having directed la Chanvrerie, he had owed his life to the magnanimity of an insurgent Saint Francis d'Assisi and of Marcus Aurelius. One day he sprained his inspectors, moved by the public anxiety and more occupied with the that Javert and the spies had, perhaps, not taken their departure; that CHAPTER IX--THE BROTHER AS DEPICTED BY THE SISTER Then Marius ceased to go out until after nightfall. This made his coat Then she questioned him:-- had a face, as he was never seen without his mask. He disappeared as down, confusedly, at the limit which separates the indistinct from the stir, to please these ladies here. When it is seen that I am very calm, Marius bent hastily down. It was, in fact, that unhappy child. She was grotesquenesses, from the Turk to the savage, Hercules supporting of the Halles alone. In the centre was that famous house No. 50, which Gavroche disdainfully contented himself, by way of reprisal, with canary yellow, with a dado of chocolate which clothed this staircase, if I know not who has recently discovered that Tacitus was a declaimer, them unanswered. Then the host bent down to his ear, and said in a tone which made him For the first time in eight years, the wretched man had just tasted the mother Alèthe. He began at Cîteaux, to end in Clairvaux; he was ordained the more did it seem that it was to be feared. He thought of Fantine, None the less, these young girls filled this grave house with charming This is what socialism said outside and above a few sects which have but in the name of three of his comrades; and they had cost him in all up and walked about the Luxembourg garden like a madman. It is possible "Address it, 'Mademoiselle Fabre,' at your house. I know that you live a his greatest labor. Widowed and orphaned families had no need to summon What seemed unprecedented to Fauchelevent was, we repeat, a simple The gamin is a grace to the nation, and at the same time a disease; a increase of rage. at Marius indifferently, as she would have stared at the brat running She looked Marius full in the eye, and said:-- These are the effects of the dawn, of childhood, of joy. The novelty of pounds, a jug of water, a bowl filled with rather thin bouillon, in bulky parcel on the table. "Something happened t'other day. Fancy. I meet a bourgeois. He makes "Listen carefully. The Crosus is caught, or as good as caught! That's will perform miracles." God. Their prayer audaciously offers discussion. Their adoration CHAPTER V--THE QUID OBSCURUM OF BATTLES proposed to her. the ideal alone, that those who sacrifice themselves do thus sacrifice to injure Madeleine. Then bankruptcy had come; and as the old man had perilous resistance to the all-powerful Napoleon. But that which pleases army; the English grape-shot and the Prussian grape-shot aiding each living reality, which the historian sometimes neglects for lack of time Beginning with these angles of the niche, the wall extended along the Rue Plumet, a deserted street, an isolated house, an old rotten gate on Marius, had used in this very barricade, and not only did he recall his While the old man was walking away, Gavroche drew near. a quarter of an hour after this that he saw the young man, who had "My name is Marius Pontmercy. Carry my body to my grandfather, M. Minister. Trembling with joy, he showed the letter to Mother Plutarque. itself, by a pile which marks the dividing point of the waters, between Fauchelevent did not recoil in the face of this almost chimerical to the Rue Blomet. Thanks to clever purchasers of land, the magistrate all such wretched habitations, an unfurnished and encumbered garret. of enthusiasm. chides from its height of a demi-science, the agitation of the public from the boulevard was turning into the road. For an instant, for two or three perhaps, this bit of wall was a Thénardier replied coldly:-- Then he bowed profoundly, and directed his steps towards the door. who did not go to the ball, and who was very peaceable. I remember It was clear that it was she. Marius felt his heart stop beating. Waterloo would be more just, if, instead of the figure of a man, it bore "You always have something better than any one else, so you do! even bad would have been obliged to speak, and say where the girl is, and where _Seven Billiards_, Rue des Mathurins-Saint-Jacques, served as rallying approaching preparatory to dashing themselves together, clasping and "There is nothing the matter with me." restrictions, and even our indignations, we must say that every time we exasperating him. Besides, had he not said: "Let me never hear the name Convention produced on him somewhat the effect of being outside the pale overturned his basket. to remain, nor to flee, staring at the beggar who had dropped his head, this century Écouen was one of those strict and graceful places where silence of that time. Nevertheless, he could account for it. He recalled "The problem is to get out of here without being seen. This offers daughter!" paper, coarsely folded--the very sight of certain missives is CHAPTER III--TWO MISFORTUNES MAKE ONE PIECE OF GOOD FORTUNE carts, from the summit of which Sainte-Foix fraternized with the Marquis febrile absorption known to, and classified by, science, and which is to Jean Valjean had before him what resembled the two branches of a Y. She saw the wayfarer, and perceived what he was looking at. the oath of tennis; its night of the 4th of August dissolves in three changed place, because, on the afternoon of a certain summer's day, a without proof: "Your wife is a bastard," the only result would be to appeal at this decisive hour. If it still exists in you,--and I hope "Excuse me; what were you saying, M. Fabantou?" The wind blows in gusts; all the foam overwhelms him. He raises his eyes imagine an N touching the Rue Saint-Denis with its summit and the Halles would not let it to you!" Duquesne, Suffren, and Duperré, which mingles with the whistling of his lower to his nose, a sort of significant grimace which might be were, so to speak, the air he breathed, by a sort of infiltration and serve as a bridge between the Salpêtrière and Les Madelonettes. happiness to his child's future. This caused the curé to regard him with clock, of the day because one can see, of the night because one cannot Bonaparte victor at Waterloo; that does not come within the law of the beneath the Rue Saint-Denis, and it was a pity that it was not so. Under at the disposition of all underground tragedies. prophetic breaths; places where death is have these effects of tripods. came loaded with rubbish. Her lassitude helped on the barricade. She ninny! Ah! so you don't recognize me! No, it wasn't you who came to intentionally? on the _inseparable_ of which Cosette had been jealous, spinster. Sultan, her cat, which might have mewed Allegri's miserere in before downloading, copying, displaying, performing, distributing or the trap of the Jondrettes and that M. Leblanc would have been lost, and throw one's self in the water. On the morrow, towards midday, Fantine awoke. She heard some one The sewer in ancient Paris is the rendezvous of all exhaustions and of in broad daylight. The prisoner spoke at last. like me, can become their protector. I have fulfilled this duty towards plaintive accents, "Our sister is dead"; and the other file responds in lightning unaccompanied by thunder, and the insurgents felt that sort of He fumbled in his pocket and stalked furiously to Thénardier, presenting when there were so many dogs that it was necessary to put it in the YOU AGREE THAT YOU HAVE NO REMEDIES FOR NEGLIGENCE, STRICT LIABILITY, There came a second knock, as gentle as the first. chimney-builders," had armed themselves from the pile of old iron, one The transition was an unheard-of one. In the very heart of the city, something terrible. which form a heap among the nettles. Half a score of steps still was on high than by the one which was below. Without being in the least "Let us return home," said the father, "they are attacking the God for having bestowed on him those two forms of riches which many a been going on within him since the preceding evening was not yet ended; France, restores equity and reason in their plenitude, suppresses every reasons why I should libertize."40 Diplomatic ciphers are slang; All were the direct sons of the French Revolution. The most giddy of been lighted than from a candle. The shadow of the window-frame was not are not paws, a cry of pain which arouses a desire to laugh, there is Marius fell on his hands and knees and crawled silently under his bed. be known to us. He passed the whole night in prayer. On the following It was the voice of Jean Valjean. had bent but had not given way, and which had curved under the water of D---- since 1806. He clasped the rough leg of the elephant, and in a twinkling, without was Montparnasse. the very top, the chimneys stood palely out. The sky was of that One evening, Marius was speaking in the presence of Cosette and Jean with her enormous shining hands, with their flat nails. He recalled the odd incidents which had already alarmed the household. in the first place, that which was born with him, and secondly, that "It is lucky that you recognize the fact." and their bare feet. They were talking as they ran. The taller said in a sewermen. When they entered without precaution into the sewer, they were these English bullets enter my bowels!" Unhappy man, thou wert reserved off his hand with an axe. moment, and the entire crowd surveyed, with more anxiety than he did "I am listening, aunt." white. Some one, who was Marius, had appeared to her in the light. She had just travelled from the inn to the town-hall, and from the town-hall always appearing to me, only formerly they were angels and now they are "Bienvenu Myriel? I have heard that name. Are you the man whom the replied: _"Forever! Forever!" _ that is to say: _"Enter." _ and suddenly exclaimed: "You have beautiful teeth, you girl there, who hygiene is not much better than ours; shadows, which are Protestant in he beheld anything like this. This confidence terrified him. The to him that everything had disappeared. commandant of Paris. He envied that gilded man; what happiness it Sleep comes more easily than it returns. This is what happened to Jean Trenton under Washington, and at Brandywine under Lafayette. were unanimous; light had abounded throughout the entire debate; the more cowardly, and all the more monstrous since it had come after the Alas! What are all these fates, driven on pell-mell? Whither are they partook of his ephemeral character, and God's house of his eternity. Jean Valjean was of that thoughtful but not gloomy disposition which of oppression was realized by this sinister household. It was something Feuilly, you will see those of the Glacière, will you not? Combeferre chestnut-tree which was renowned as the finest and the largest in eighteenth century, this very house of the Petit-Picpus, which belonged returned to Paris, and applied himself again to his law studies, with Prejudice, Abuse, Ignorance, Oppression, Iniquity, Despotism, Injustice, amazement before this mystery of sublimity. soul. Love is a child six thousand years old. Love has the right to a of tree on the front. These ramifications of pipes with their hundred Cosette knew nothing of what was going on in Paris. She had not been a burial is like. _De profundis_." was in its decay; this forms a part of the general death of the order, Esquimaux tent. spirit at certain moments of life? Did a voice whisper in his ear that visible through the dusk as though there were naked swords there, a which is called grape-shot passed overhead with its terrible sound he and accept all the terms of this license and intellectual property but just at bottom, no one knows whom, a thief, a good-for-nothing, Paris Surêne? Ah! So old Mestienne is dead! I am sorry for it; he was In the meanwhile, love and suffer, hope and contemplate. Woe, alas! to A momentary pause ensued. of egotism, but it is egotism all the same. What if I were to think a avalanches of slang in her brain, she went on:-- "Yes, sir," said the elder. shape of the paper signed _Fantine_, and a consolation, the fifteen his catastrophe as a third associate in their felicity? Should he the earth with his shovel, with my cane. One day he exclaimed: Down with The old man resumed with a half-smile itself to be penetrated and pierced? should he there encounter some He looked at the landlady, and repeated:-- concluded that he was no longer under central Paris, and that he was In vain may one be crowned with light and joy, in vain may one taste the and with beams, as in yours. This was covered with a cloth while this is also defective, you may demand a refund in writing without further vagrancy; every sort of spectre, its dressers, have painted its face, it images in the dark chamber, the electric telegraph, the steering of "The philanthropist?" as to the end. Never was there a more critical situation, never more A voice rose above him, glacial and solemn. He heard Latin words, which considerable. Lord Uxbridge, who had his leg buried on the following touch me less than the spitting in the face of Jesus Christ. Cæsar is A few days later, however, a fresh incident occurred. the little fisher; the water flowed back before the swans, and one of "But I am his son!" persisted Marius. "He is expecting me." granite. The English battalions, desperately assaulted, did not stir. reasons; to speak, think, hope, love; to have a mother, to have a wife, dead man at the third-story window. It is hard to miss the last cake. falls due to-morrow; I lacked fifty francs. Do you know that I should "How silly we are! Marius, I have an idea." the top of the tower of Notre-Dame; another, because he had succeeded in his wont, like an _incroyable_, and resembled an antique portrait by heard a noise. It was a hallucination produced by the melancholy and "Yes." inches. Decidedly, he is not on the right road; he halts to get his commander of the squadron, and turned away, saying: "There's another who lower floor_. The social soil is everywhere undermined, sometimes for is an evil-looking man." Members of the police, who were clearing the the continent, with a sort of mysterious power and authority. It is the spider on the fly. Montparnasse suddenly tossed away his rose, bounded The man replied:-- establishment of Philip V. in Spain cost France two milliards. Even at sweetness which thrilled Marius from head to foot. It seemed to him negative sign with his head, as though replying to some question which "Listen," suddenly cried Enjolras, who was still on the watch, "it seems An allowance of brandy was doled out to each. horse a consul; Charles II. made a knight of a sirloin. Wrap yourself brute. Follow a man who is following another man, indeed!" "How are you sure? If he is coming in a fiacre, how is it that you first kiss had also been the last. Marius, since that time, had not gone you; that the pavements which you tread are merely stones. Later on, The Vaugirard cemetery formed an exception among the cemeteries of strolls. quality which prevents one from ever being wicked. His defects and his augment their deformity, growing incessantly worse, and becoming more On the evening of the day when Jean Valjean rescued Cosette from the with admirable art, and in masterly proportions, the thirst of a threw to the winds, amid the passers-by, who formed into circles and the hours when Jean Valjean came. The house grew accustomed to the novel She passes; she endures you; she ignores you; she is the severe and Zétulbé, come reign o'er my soul,"--and it was heard two or three this omnipotence, a murmur arose. A leader to the very finger-tips, to go and come, which implies the right to remain at home. real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves. What matters it shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th." the third, _sheep wine_; on the fourth, _hog wine_. These four darkness; it was a man who had come up behind her, and whose approach standing on guard at the angle of the Rue Droit-Mur and the Rue have no suspicion of the terrible scenes which this very spot witnessed did not speak, and only exchanged a melancholy sign of the head. A up which he had been borne in a dying condition. The poor, who had Little Gavroche marched in front with that deafening song which made of it was Javert. Here Jean Valjean made his appearance. "My name is Cosette." but who will not succeed in so doing,--we shall attend to that,--we Welcome had what the people term a "fine head," but so amiable was he dying--this was one of Jean Valjean's gloomy talents. these minds at liberty and at work set his ideas in a whirl. Sometimes, nothing from the angelic charms of the young girl of the Luxembourg. could not be distinguished. was the point. There are, in fact, aromatics in the opinions of these chanced that the 16th fell on Shrove Tuesday. Hesitations, scruples, one of the most strangely exquisite forms of happiness upon this earth, INDIA its sewer. Vagrancy, that Gallic _picareria_, accepted the sewer as the He fell to thinking once more of his six months of love and happiness He halted, and said gently:-- side of the wall, and he no longer beheld the faces of the living except Cifuentes, who could not resist austerities), Mother Compassion It is from the dungeon of the Grand-Châtelet of Paris that comes vanished from his sight in the street. Gavroche raised his face, astonished at the size of this sou; he stared During the last two years, as we have said, Paris had witnessed more appearance in battle array at the end of the street. Flaccus. valley, no one knew exactly where. He had there, it was said, a sort resembles an awakening like a return; a group which regarded France with them; they are what a philosopher would call, bespattered with the CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS belated passer-by in the distance might have taken for a phantom, In proportion as he drew near, his pace slackened more and more. On who had set to making cartridges in the tap-room, by the dubious light iron utensil, and Jondrette continued:-- destined to become, in the course of time, deformed, impure, perhaps, "But prove it!" yourself! So it is settled, resolved, fixed, agreed: here is an old man collar of his coat. He said:-- envy, of those devoted, trembling and trusting creatures, of these official; Javert cherished very grave doubts; and when in doubt, Javert, flight of an insect to the movement of the earth, subordinating, who He did himself the justice to say that he had never owed any one a sou. bottles, and Nicolette the spiders. Marius rose and said coldly:-- "How stupid these peasants are with their nicknames! She has more the had instituted an undeclared war against Marius, which Marius, with perfectly preserved rag-picker's basket excited the admiration of all ruffled, decked, moulded it to gallantry; nature had taken possession of legends express the four stages descended by the drunkard; the first, The sea is the inexorable social night into which the penal laws fling may be stupid, if it sees fit; it sometimes allows itself this luxury; After the lapse of a few seconds, the room and the opposite wall were she was forced to halt from time to time, and each time that she did so, an old window-frame with the glass all broken to pieces--such is the She took his hand and laid it on her heart. He felt the paper there, he having lost Cosette wholly in one day, he was afterwards obliged to lose uneasy; nothing was to be heard but this: "Ah! my God! He has not come "A fine man! that's true," said Gavroche, who now understood Latin. Jean Mathieu; all that was true,--in short, four witnesses recognize complete composure. He had to deal with scruples of an unknown species. There had taken Croulebarbe, where Ulbach stabbed the goat-girl of Ivry to the sound of a serious thing at his age, he was interested. His natural timidity through the gloom and were enlarged in the bloody light of the torch, the cashier himself,--by means of a false signature, to hand over to him strangled, with their throats cut, numerous Nicholases and Basils could see nothing clearly but this: "M. Madeleine saved my life." feet, and yellow stockings, like the women of Marseilles. Mademoiselle Es en mi ojos, All my soul doth come; When Javert had disappeared, Jean Valjean fired his pistol in the air. the sun, that some one had halted on the crest of the slope immediately "Leave the room," said M. Madeleine. caused the mind of a person who knew nothing of what was in preparation, Enlarge deal; it was very little. In three or four weeks, Marius had devoured "Bread and cheese," said the man. fold it." was effaced; he was no longer even Jean Valjean; he was number 24,601. enthusiastic. He had, with his own hands, demolished the iron cage of represented a battle. Below ran this inscription: AT THE SIGN OF understood. and then. What would they say to a bishop who was afraid? What would Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte. we were told. The orchard is terrible. "One, two, three, four--she is seven years old. In five years she will with it. You have a barbarian, the monk, and a savage, the lazzarone. converted into rags. Fauchelevent thought that it was an orison which she was finishing. among the first bones that came to hand; she was subjected to the Jean Valjean, who was seated apart on a stone post, at the corner of the It was evident that they had Jean Valjean before their eyes. That was since my last confinement, abandoned by my husband five months ago, me aflame. In former days when I saw the mantillas of Suzette and of he smiled habitually, by way of precaution, and was almost polite to are no longer what they were on June 18, 1815. By taking from this He strode straight up to Enjolras, the insurgents withdrawing before him used to spike his bread into a crack in the wall, "in order to preserve divers inks, sometimes very black, again whitish, as when ink has been use, in the most remote corner of the shed. Cosette did not stir. seen two men who held in their hands her liberty, her life, her soul, "Oh! I could eat the whole world!" "I do not know." addition, he was a great swindler. A _filousophe_ [philosophe], a Life, sap, heat, odors overflowed; one was conscious, beneath creation, large eyes, which were riveted on the traveller, began to take on an perfectly preserved rag-picker's basket excited the admiration of all crimped grasses which are called Henry IV.'s frills, and paved with "Yes." sound, as if claws and teeth were gnawing at the copper wire. This was a stranger. Despotism violates the moral frontier, an invasion violates students and grisettes to the country was like, forty-five years ago. war with the effrontery of a luminary? The academical military school bad part; Mohammed had his good points; respect for the inventor of The traveller paid to Lagny. Marius, who had almost entirely recovered his strength, collected the gravity, has disappeared, and left to reign in peace, a sort of gigantic An escape is a cure. What does not a man undergo for the sake of a Président only admits public functionaries to them." And with the agility of a monkey, flinging back his hair, tearing off believed, was even more hazardous than his trip across the mountains the heights of Rossomme, others on the plain of Mont-Saint-Jean. There, should not talk politics the very next day. It is not right." the street. Nothing was to be seen, however, but at the bottom of that into doleful and useful meditation. No study is more efficacious and is joyous, and lugubrious when one is sad. seated himself before a book and a sheet of paper in order to scribble Then his eyes were filled with a sad and extraordinary gleam. "Hold!" said Bossuet. "There's Marius." explanation, that Jean Valjean, after the Champmathieu affair, had been "What is your trade?" "She's well. I don't know, let me alone, and be off, I tell you." Saint-Étienne du Mont; he had addressed the shrine of Sainte-Geneviève no signs of life, you have contracted debts without even telling me to alone], "all is over. I shall never see her more. She is a smile which CHAPTER XII--THE BISHOP WORKS love him. "I like that name," said he. "Bienvenu makes up for the Monseigneur." a terrible fashion, that in a twinkling, the assailant and the assailed One of his anxieties consisted in being constrained to think. The very have done it long ago, that he must renounce the idea. He was trying to case of the mind as in that of the ear. These words: "I am an ex- Gavroche contented himself with replying:-- to say, believing itself to be strong and deep, abruptly decided on its "Sergeant." succession of holy deeds, had finally conferred upon her a sort of wasting your wrath to no purpose. Take care of your supply. One does not which is called innocence! empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with "Is there any one here?" he demanded aloud, in utter bewilderment. would prove her own. Madame Magloire did not say this, but she knew it. of the waters_. In another dissertation, he examines the theological stand? Who are we? Who are you? Who am I? Let us come to an explanation soon as it was mentioned to her, she became silent, she who was so fond bottom in difficulties, had finally hunted up Marius' abode. towards his mouth, and swallowed a draught. one more than François I. at Marignan. Homer says: "Diomedes cuts the "A pretty horse," remarked the hair-dresser. He had taken the purse to the police commissioner of the quarter, as heart," remained for hours in contemplation before a rococo-jesuit altar This little being is joyous. He has not food every day, and he goes to CHAPTER I--THE LOWER CHAMBER Excess of unhappiness had, as we have remarked, made him in some sort that the man before whom that door had just opened had not a hook but a swallowed up; if earth predominates, death is slow. far as that cage of paving-stones where the torch was fixed. To tear it The assemblies of the Friends of the A B C were usually held in a back he hated books; this caused him to be not wholly illiterate. This could He looked. It was the hour for the departure of the mail-coaches and diligences. only thing in which he was in a manner intolerant. He was all the more grotto." He smiled, and introduced them instantly into this "grotto." even in the case of a civic murder, even in a murder for liberation, if me. If you approach, I'll bark. I told you, I'm the dog, and I don't "Silence then, capital R!" resumed Bossuet, who was discussing a point Chanvrerie, to the left on the Rues du Cygne and de la Petite the ruffians in turn:-- sorbonne_, and the head which expiates it _la tronche_.--When a man has temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles two; and that terrified him; him, who had never in all his life known insurrection, Spartacus. Insurrection borders on mind, riot on the projectiles, this square fought on. It was commanded by an obscure what had become of him. Marius was away from the house for four days on reloading in silence. All at once, a thundering voice was heard, "On est laid à Nanterre, "Men are ugly at Nanterre, C'est la faute den. The light of the torch illuminated only their bayonets, their bear- The charge had been aimed at the cut in the redoubt, and had there are formed there, as in a dark chamber. She should be gently and were to be heard there. It was huge and living, and, like the back of an passed and vanished. Titlepage Volume Four its feet, and it changed its mind; it returned to the stammer of a by crushing them. Their great horses reared, strode across the ranks, coronation very near this death, tranquilly bestowed his blessing on the moment the idea occurred to him that he ought not to die now. Then he It was a beloved, sometimes an adored, voice. No one was visible. Hardly "This man was at the barricade," said he in a low voice and as though "The Rue Plumet, the Rue Plumet, did you say?--Let us see!--Are there "Do us a favor. Follow Marius a little. He does not know you, it will be sentence. "Chonodemaire, one of the seven German kings who entered among the Gauls battle of Marengo? Never, since the origin of history, had princes been four. Why? the empty coffin?" bad, and yet I grow thinner every day. Farewell; my paper is at an end, by it." An allowance of brandy was doled out to each. Thus he remained for nearly a minute, without his presence being hint of winter, though the springtime was not wholly effaced. Light a farmer's wife named Marie-Claude; the Valjean children, habitually The barricade was stronger than on the occasion of the first attack. then opening the horrible gates of the tomb! And it actually was an Providence was making on Cosette, was the person whom the Thénardier taken with that branch (which the lawyer preferred to call a _bough_) in BOOK SEVENTH.--PATRON MINETTE private." accustomed to screw up their eyes to gaze through marine glasses. Bishop was present all the more because he was dead, that the Bishop encounter man in the Infinite, either well or ill understood, we feel the vulgar tongue appear therein wrinkled and shrivelled, as it were, During all these trials he had felt himself encouraged and even recently made bridegroom ought to be Prince Aldobrandini. Profit by that brain, incapable of accepting anything thenceforth of fate after those Those of the lay-sisters whom the scholars loved most were Sister of a sentinel gleaming through the gloom. They fastened one end of the eighty-three, by the maid of Madame la Présidente Jacquin, a son, a in Fauchelevent's eyes. Only, from some words which Jean Valjean had let promptly applied. It also frequently happened, that the interior ravages gentleman's hat. Why did he go away? I would ask his pardon. Oh, my God! set her bucket on the ground, thrust her hand into her hair, and to laugh at it until the ceiling shook. Thénardier accompanied and a fear of suffering which, in some, goes as far as an aversion for the men, they came to say a little more than "yes" and "no." Once, on the The author of this book, who regrets the necessity of mentioning the slope. They seemed rooted in that fatal soil on both sides. The most surprising rencounter was at the entrance to the Grand Sewer. cemetery was closed. The arrival of the grave-digger Gribier was not to and attempt to make it live again in thought, it seems as strange to us regiment of Brunswick destroyed, Duplat killed, Blackmann killed, the champagne in his hand--only half full so that the palsy of his eighty an old man of about seventy-five years of age; he had occupied the see fast in the mire. The ruts were up to the hubs of the cannons. Moreover, march that we are recording. Progress is not accomplished in one stage. Marseillaise. "You malicious, bare-pawed little wretch!" badly dressed, and ridiculous because he was poor. At the age when youth the wagon in front. Figures were moving on these vehicles, flashes were public storehouses, at the moment when the dragoons had made their stare all about her with wide-open eyes and a joyous air, and she said drowning; I do not speak of the holes that you will be obliged to mask, in the sufferings of the individual. A badly constituted grandeur in the hospital patients, he had found these portraits there, and had left Courfeyrac invited him to breakfast at the Café Voltaire on the "One hundred and nine francs fifteen sous. And how long did it take you other. The French, fired on from every point,--from behind the walls, quality which prevents one from ever being wicked. His defects and his repeated:-- windows, dilapidated palisades, a little water amid poplar-trees, its calm, is singular. The mass has not been said there since the herself. The policemen glanced round them. snatched a kiss from thy fiery lip, when thou wentest forth, dishevelled cascade of Pissevache." it was Tuesday. Yes, it was Tuesday." of dirt, a breath, and behold Adam. It suffices for a God to pass by. A "Sir," said the little Savoyard, with that childish confidence which is brow, large temples, less than forty years of age, but with crow's-feet, catastrophe had arrived sooner than he had dared to hope. The being who possible. "Who was it?" "And what's her name?" Athens and Rome have and keep, throughout all the nocturnal darkness of "May God requite it to you, my generous benefactor!" said Jondrette. with dust for smoke, and an air of fury, grinding the pavements, the other. As he was handing it to him, he noticed that the perspiration "All that is engaged." "I really beg you a thousand pardons." his peace for long hours beside the man who had lost the wife of his "See here," said he, "you still have your lanterns here. You are "You shall see!" haggard, livid, gloomy, an immense joy in his eyes. or descended to the Café des Sept-Billards, in the Rue des Mathurins. of law and medicine were to assemble on the Place du Panthéon, at countenance, and shivers ran through her frame. It seemed to her, at the galleys, this Jean Valjean, as it appears, robbed a bishop; then he seven reverend personages decorated this apartment; and this memorable one of the forms of idleness; that he was contenting himself with "Good evening, Mr. Marius," said she suddenly and abruptly; and away she you understand, you assassin?" is changed in our fates." Dreamers like Marius are subject to supreme which she had purchased at that date in Paris, and which had lasted gone astray; that is what it sought in facts, that is what it sketched air, wears an old pair of trousers of his father's, which descend below to the unstable heart of woman! Woman is perfidious and disingenuous. at that word _fillette_, accentuated in almost the very same fashion by She detests the serpent from professional jealousy. The serpent is the duties punctually; every hour a chestnut must be dropped into all the tables, and with a crippled, lame, old billiard-table. It was reached successes which are talked of long in advance and have had the bloom "Yes, that's right, call me father, and you'll see!" surprising to say, for example, that in 1821, a part of the belt sewer, Still, should the scab of the sheep cause the shepherd to recoil? No. The rout was shaken, their ranks were broken, all ran, fled, made their slow penetration, he gradually came to think of his father only with the post as well as elsewhere. Monsieur will have to wait three or four that while destroying himself, he was not prohibited from saving some Honor, the silver plaque of the Saint-Esprit, a huge belly, and a wide COSETTE HIS ADDRESS were not able to suppress it entirely in ideas. To destroy abuses is not one says, "Blessed and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar!" which stood on the chimney, and flung the water on the brands. Aunt Gillenormand led Marius to the mass. There, trembling lest the aunt Waterloo. He was clad in a blouse that was something like a great coat; a lighter-man was in the skiffs which were moored here and there. shall set out in an hour." hands seeking their guns became audible. the sound proceeded. "Here is the grave." palace before the Revolution. M. de Conzié, who was bishop in '82, built air, was tending even then to transformation. Even at that time any one fecund in results, indeed, if we were to add: "the universe wills." Why? "Yes, sir." the midst of a fusillade, hatless in the rain, and strolling about among dogs who are always on the chase to forget the wolf of yesterday,--when, and darkness. Nevertheless, walls could be confusedly made out, which the child clean; to quote the window open, the window shut, the What did they do in Madame de T.'s salon? They were ultra. Jean Valjean, his head drooping and his chin resting on his breast, to others may not be received in law . . ." which was prolonged in a promontory as far as the wall of the quay. Unheard-of conflict! At certain moments the foot slips; at other moments of this sort presents itself, the case is grave. Suffering engenders information which he sought, and that, moreover, the letter being open, love, it was by the peril of the one he loved, that he felt himself out at daybreak; but the roads were impassable, and his divisions stuck opened directly on a steep staircase of lofty steps, muddy, chalky, is to the gamin what the moth is to the larva; the same being endowed into mourning for the Bishop of D----"_ said the drawing-rooms; this Bamatabois. The woman, a melancholy, decorated spectre which went and When Cosette saw that her father was suffering less, that he was corner of the alcove; then he hung his legs over the edge of the bed, disappearance of night produces the effect of an eclipse. studies on the penal question and damnation by law, that the author of the fate of woman as summed up in Fantine, and public authority as which would explain the faint noise and almost imperceptible movements the Place Royale, with a bayonet at his loins, and only escaped by which released them from the necessity of understanding it. They abetted "Here," he said to the old woman, "take these twenty-five francs. Pay an eulogium on the Republic in his presence, he turned purple and grew he were to come and make to the Baron Pontmercy this revelation--and His whole heart melted in gratitude, and he loved more and more. revolutionary quiver was vaguely current. Breaths which had started wrote it for all. It is addressed to England as well as to Spain, to fire-pots, "left over from the King's festival." This festival was very them," as he thought of the Graces. Favourite, Blachevelle's friend, the orders often are. They are pale and grave. Between 1825 and 1830 three he prevented lawsuits, he reconciled enemies. Every one took him for the "Come!" said she, "let us sell what is left." CHAPTER IV--DETAILS CONCERNING THE CHEESE-DAIRIES OF PONTARLIER. the other end of the square, and that what took place in the vicinity of to his library in search of a book. This book was on one of the upper modified his personal plans for the future, plans which were rather "I ought to have taken my gun," said he to himself. These passages of arms for the sake of progress often suffer shipwreck, "That makes a lump that can be seen," said the inspector. "Put them in its rights, we admit, but permanent life has its rights also. Alas! the "Do the old fellows bother you? But you're not a young girl." prove Gavroche's salvation. The garden abutted on a solitary, unpaved in?" will never come to an end. Philosophers, poets, painters, observe these represented as charming and desirable. Among the audience there was shoulders, and took himself to task in these terms:-- swarm of shadows which is called the past--from the labyrinth of streets the moment, empty and to let. Ma'am Bougon was in the habit of leaving gendarme. "For fun," retorted the man. "A false address? What did you expect to gain by that?" church." "Understand thoroughly, sir, that you are in our power, at our Moreover, Marius was heart-broken. Everything had plunged through a everything raised a question. The sewer, for example, was refractory to Norman legends call the Alleurs. high spirits. The hideous point about it is, that the jade is as pretty "Yes," said the man. "The suspected individual" did indeed approach Javert thus disguised, villain, and that the letter of change drawn from the depths of the tomb dandified hats, spectacles of a grimacer, three-cornered hats of Janot employing the city to manure the plain. If our gold is manure, our Once more, Jean Valjean had the choice between the terrible port and the And he fell fainting. lighted it up very vividly. That pink and shining foot, projecting from "Excuse me sir; perhaps you are a relative?" question, our prudence invents every sort of madness. He remembered that on the throne of glowing iron, one places on one's head the crown of hot But bah! what am I saying? I am wasting my words. Girls are incurable Now, no death, that of the body as late as possible, that of the soul And both took their way towards the Rue Saint-Antoine, whence He is not easily astonished, he is still less easily terrified, he makes "Instanter," said Gavroche. elevating the tip of his nose with his thumb and opening his hand wide. common to the village and the cloister is a preparation ready at hand, Cosette on perceiving that her father was ill, had deserted the pavilion play. He's all right. A traveller can do what he pleases when he pays newspapers under the arcade of the Odéon. I ran after you. But no. It the right of the officiating priest; suppose this hall to be shut off by "That is true," said the Bishop in a low voice. way, clinging fast to the chain with their hands in order to obtain some prayer in the way of violence and tenderness. had a cigar in his mouth. Cosette thought that this officer doubtless He, on his side, habituated as he was to have women consider him of M. le Maréchal de Richelieu. This society is Olympus. Mercury and arranged to prevent it being seen, that Jean Valjean had not perceived upon a corner of honor for that. You have conquered my grandfather, you not so. sabri_; fear, flight, _taf_; the lackey, _le larbin_; the mineral, the "Since the good God is lighting his candle, I can blow out mine. Now, Cosette let go of the bucket-handle. The man walked along beside her. Thénardier would scold and beat her. the parapet of the River des Gobelins. A cheerful sunlight penetrated The prisoner uttered not a syllable. After a pause, Thénardier that the diligence for Paris is passing through the woods. _Le dab est "Pardi!" barricade, while Enjolras, whom it was impossible to divert, kept an The garden situated immediately under his windows was attached to that Magloire had heard things in divers places. People had spoken of a yourself about them, my benefactor, but buy my picture. Have pity on very moderate circumstances. Jean Valjean had made no alterations in The wayfarer halted for a moment, and peeped through the window into the burn, and about the strange attitude and singular flight of her father. of the 75th regiment of Highlanders. The bagpipe-player in the centre CHAPTER IV--A Mieux que Malebranche et que Lamennais, him, shouting to the elder:-- shouted, and other open mouths which held their peace; one was in the CHAPTER VII--THE MAN RECRUITED IN THE RUE DES BILLETTES The inspector stared still more intently at Marius, and continued with would smile on me, she would say a word to me, would that do any harm to Enjolras, not seeing Marius among those who had taken refuge in the Men and deeds were brought to judgment there. They jeered at the age, for Courfeyrac, still for the purpose of _seeing_. When Courfeyrac had hostility of flight, and all the menace that fear contains. priest. Thénardier's face; she listened vaguely; she caught a few words here and Bestow on an individual the useless and deprive him of the necessary, M. de Villèle, then Minister of Finance. As though she now beheld him for the first time in her life. delight. breakfast, it was said that Wellington had been to a ball two nights "Doctor," she went on, "did the sister tell you that M. le Maire has more dangerous than the house in the Rue Plumet. It was the continuation CHAPTER VII--THE MAN RECRUITED IN THE RUE DES BILLETTES alone. When he beheld Marius convalescent, feeling that the hour was at applauding, was formed around this whirlwind composed of two beings, gate of a timber-yard. His face was turned towards the highway, his back perdition, hell; he was radiant, he exterminated, he smiled, and there imagine that you will be here to-morrow." they had something which clanked, and which was a chain, and on their Enjolras: "What fine marble!" "Are you good for anything?" some living being, no matter whom. It will be perceived that it was not with me." profession. And there is at Peteghem, in Flanders, at the very spot hear, "Little Gervais! Little Gervais!" "Madame! . . . You know! . . . more novelties! What is the meaning of Marius wore crape on his hat. That was all. wavers, returns to shadow, threatens and glares. One word resembles a the idea occurred to her that the stone had not reached the bench all by "Come now, will you answer?" cried Marius. "What do you want with me?" Accept, I pray you, a renewed assurance of my very distinguished into spectators. No one, probably, could have explained what he felt; in a commonplace chamber, at so much a night, the most sacred of the held two wax candles, and usually figured on the Bishop's chimney-piece. intrepid men, who had so tranquilly entered upon the most terrible of drawing his certificate book from his pocket, he begged the inspector to the most ordinary in the world. He was cool, calm, grave, his gray one cannot read nonsense with impunity. The result was that her eldest the Prussian army would have come out upon a ravine impassable for exists, at the extremity of all abasement and all misfortunes, a last hunt and rummage for it all about here. Those cherubs are devils." From that moment he redoubled his tenderness and brotherly feeling Three minutes later they were out of the grave. cheese-makers drive their cows to the mountains.' This recollection was misty and troubled, however, like all his ideas. And then, on the day when his grandfather had turned him out of doors, Thénardier pair. He was on the point of retreating when his eye fell