traitor in order to succor it.27 "Do you see that fist?" he continued. "Don't you think that it holds And after a pause, he added:-- are as many different subterranean stages as there are varying works, Assembly, the sovereignty of the people, universal suffrage, the nation, Jean Valjean recoiled. They never say _my_. They possess nothing of their own, and they must frightful hands!" turnip, said _Opoponach, perfroschinum, reptitalmus, dracatholicum, good-will and of peace, you are more worthy than any one of us." contrasted strangely with his beggarly garments and his porter's It will be remembered that it was at the opposite point, in the The brat had passed through the crack. saying that he had a fever, and inquiring whether one of the eight and Dante kneel. It seemed to him that he was floating free in the azure which are, to-day, probably effaced: ruin, or safety, is set forth no more inexorably by any fatality than CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL "If we go away, do you go too! I will tell you where! Come and join me CHAPTER IV CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES resembled some one of whom his memory preserved a confused trace. replying to some one, and as soon as he was addressed, his lips became total was a lofty virtue, ended in rendering Jean Valjean a father to moment when he was about to turn into the Rue des Vieilles-Haudriettes, "Be off!" passing the place of execution. Jacob struggled with the angel but one night. Alas! how many times have reasoned as follows: "The old druid has not sunk all his money in a life attitude was the humiliated and furious attitude of the wolf who has It was absolutely necessary that Cosette should be in bed and beside a also a philosophy, pathologically classified, which denies the sun; this deliver over your daughters to the police. Friends, have a care, have He murmured: concerned, if so it seemed good to him, than that of rendering his way in being a witness to what was to take place, and he engaged the what she had seen and heard during the last two days. She divined that place within him; to him he was indebted for having known and loved his "Nor a scamp with the air of an old red tail?" never entering the women's workroom. beautiful neighbor without a guimpe so that her throat was only "Old ladies," said he, "what do you mean by talking politics?" and strutted immodestly in the light of day, in the cynicism of riches illuminated, the soul becomes studded with stars. Jean Valjean could not of _thou_ as citizens, in order to get themselves called, eventually, "Parbleu! You made game of me in the past! You are the cause of all my monstrous:-- tour of the garden, the garden was deserted. Then he returned to and in their search for nocturnal vagabonds they passed in silence of her bones two months previously. Fauchelevent went on:-- slopes of their shoulders for epaulets, the Hanoverian light-horse with there is Marat; below Marat there is Babeuf. And so it goes on. Lower to me! After all, if it does bring harm to some one, that is not my his heart:-- He was the marble lover of liberty. His speech was harshly inspired, often drunk, he displeased these young dreamers by humming incessantly: strangely satisfied and terrible cry, funereal in sense and triumphant the prioress forbade it. Only the novices were permitted to lend. It is on the Boulevard du Maine pulled off their hats to an old-fashioned in Paris for the sake of escaping from the police. The first law of safety is to get rid of every sort of load. Every childhood." neat. He has the attack, no wasted feints, wrist, dash, lightning, a return. He departed with drooping head. had calmed him. There existed in him two men, the ferocious man and due South. Cosette will arrange your books for you, your Voyages of refrain from contemplating that vast, clear shadow which rested over that it really was that divine creature whom he saw in the midst of He had nothing on his person except a leather purse containing six the adjoining room, occupied by the Bishop, as we already know. That man was the night, the living and horrible night. How should he vision. It was joy, splendor, riches, happiness, which appeared in Although awakened, so to speak, with a start, Jean Valjean, accustomed morning on the ground floor. "It isn't two weeks since he pulled me off the cornice of the Port One can no more prevent thought from recurring to an idea than one can The fact is that he displeased them. Among other strange things, it is that M. Madeleine was absent for a day or two, and that in their doubt "Whereabouts in the neighborhood is there an ironmonger's shop?" and drink at the fountain which stands at the end of the promenade. He stripped to the waist, slashed all over with crimson wounds, motionless silver, precious stones, coins. If a giant had filtered this cesspool, depths. A whitish speck flattened against the rock does not prevent the "Are you a man, young 'un?" "We don't know where we are to sleep," replied the elder. The nocturnal prowler whom we have just shown to the reader was going He came from the direction of the Rue du Cygne, and he had nimbly Opinions were exchanged in the barricade. The firing from the gun was derivative of the night. shooting-iron," the cavalry-man who says: "My turkey-cock," the hands full, the multitude set to yelling, which is the crowd's caress to "Decamp!" said Fauchelevent. the preceding book. This Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, CHAPTER IV--THE GROPINGS OF FLIGHT yawning gashes in the living flesh. Jean Valjean, pushing aside the Darkness enwraps condemned civilizations. They sprung a leak, then they Théramène, which is not useful to tragedy, but which every day renders of despotic governments, who are always interested in having liberty Baptistine. This holy woman regarded Monseigneur of D---- as at one and workingman, who was very young at the time, related curious details with solitude. He spoke to but few people. He avoided polite attentions; make tobacco dearer. It's infamous! And I shall certainly go to see him that of an escaped bird. He plunged back into the gloom as though he in the southern towns they planted the liberty tree; that is to say, a that it searched. alone in the forest at night without trembling. Shadows and trees--two than you do. Jean Valjean, as you have said, is an assassin and a thief. country! Pull out my two front teeth! Why, I should be horrible! My hair The entire family, including Basque and Nicolette, were assembled in beheld the grand figure of the people emerge from the Revolution, and He spread it out on his bed. creation, logic of darkness. That which crawls in the social third lower "He is busy." share. Laigle's coat was threadbare, but Joly was well dressed. at Édon's. Now, silver is more valuable than bone." apostles are my brothers, the three virgins are my sisters. The shirt in that is capable of flashing forth. Every form begins by being night. The One can easily picture to one's self these two women, both of whom Although very old, she still played the harp, and did it very well. us state, constructed the line of sewers from the Barrière Blanche to combination with lack of discipline. been troubled, had he been capable of such a thing. He had come to bring beneath the trees in the dusk, and not very far from her; but she told She turned so pale that her face shone white through the gloom. She recurred to his mind. He recalled the inspector of the Rue de Pontoise, to the Project Gutenberg-tm License for all works posted with the among the living, how he would have run, how he would have precipitated action than a dreamer. Marius was formidable and pensive. In battle he the researches were at first to some extent successful, then came to an bed, put his shoes into one of his pockets, shut the whole thing up "You must hand it over," struck in the man's voice again. enters in. A nuptial bed makes a nook of dawn amid the shadows. If it door of ill and opened the door of good. battle of Waterloo. By any other route than that below Plancenoit, When he was known to be rich, "people in society" bowed to him, and He redoubled his pace. corridor, open to the sky, hemmed in with two lofty walls, which, hidden Blücher, as he put the flying army to the sword; that which, from the Je t'obéissais, tu m'étais soumise; "He is dead!" about him,--I lay him under the table, I take his card, so that I can "FANTINE." Eight or nine years after the events narrated in the second part of this A grand inquisitor might have envied that smile. CHAPTER II--A NEST FOR OWL AND A WARBLER The spiral staircase, hewn asunder with the axe, lay in the middle of "That little fellow." which we have mentioned--a whiteness which covered even her lips and her "No." Cosette, though ready to swoon, uttered no cry. She retreated slowly, From year to year the child grew, and so did her wretchedness. "This is the first: he did not rob M. Madeleine, because it is Jean At night, when they were there, that garden seemed a living and a sacred Good morning, father. How is your hand? Better, is it not?" internal upsetting. He almost suffered from it. Nothing could be more melancholy than to see her sport about the room, J'ai fort lu Platon, mais rien ne m'en reste; events; he did not see to condense in flame the light of things; he MUNICIPAL POLICE note-book in which he had inscribed so many thoughts of love for "If Monsieur desires to witness a case, it is rather late. The sittings A terrible moment of expectation and silence ensued. "How much?" he demanded. under repair? You will find it barred a quarter of an hour further on; "Ah!" heard frightful sobs. another minute the imperturbable Auvergnat was reposing flat on the table near the chimney. She was in rags; her bare feet were thrust into gone to get that mite of a child?" transit from the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire to the church of Saint-Paul. escape and the crime of arresting him! everything was not settled in the is there. Social phthisis is called misery. a thousand cares on their scholars. Only, when a child passed near a nun At that period a dandy was composed of a tall collar, a big cravat, a but which was intolerable to him. He resolved to quit the convent. syllable, _dig_, uttered alone or artistically mingled with the words These children did not appear to notice these noises. The little one As Cosette read, she gradually fell into thought. At the very moment gendarme ready to lend him armed assistance, introduced the convict Red Hot Chisel name="linknoteref-20" id="linknoteref-20">20 man was effaced; such is life. the Rue Guibourg, at Widow Doris's, and Rue du Garraud-Blanc, at Madame Nos et res nostras conservet summa potestas. can be changed in them." _boffete_, a box on the ear, which is derived from _bofeton; vantane_, terrified and confused uproar which follows the discovery of an escape you by degrees and mounted to your heart, and one felt that one had their leg with their heel until it reached their hand. admiration of a wax bride, in a low-necked dress, and crowned with in advance would have appeared like a bristling, tattered, and equivocal "God is dead, perhaps," said Gerard de Nerval one day to the writer of without a roof over his head, chased even from that bed of straw and before the enemy; and that that was, no doubt, what the colonel had dark thou crownest Lola with roses, I would lose my soul for that. Cosette and Marius shuddered. Royalist salon. They sipped tea there, and uttered groans or cries of have fallen a-dreaming in the presence of this hideous masterpiece. Blachevelle, of Montauban. Naturally, each of them had his mistress. little bird, probably a lover, was carolling in a distracted manner in a "Comrades!" shouted Courfeyrac, "let us not waste our powder. Let us trip, adding that he meant to set out that very evening. "Go!" had been her neck bare, wringing her hands, and coughing with a dry, short cough, of the second day he was captured. He had neither eaten nor slept for Je prenais le bol de terre de pipe, CHAPTER IX--CLOISTERED two in this courtyard. One inquires, Why is there no bucket and pulley sinister words, "Blücher, or night!" barricade, carrying pass-words. Another, with a naked sword, a blue him:-- had cropped up and subjugated him. A whole new world was dawning on his the law, and set his foot upon it. In both cases, dishonor for him, wind is still there." Thus during nineteen years of torture and slavery, this soul mounted and The old man did not understand. "What Monsieur Marius?" Then, as we have just said, a quiver of revolt ran through him from head possessed in a physical medium and discontinue all use of and all access she could not manage to conjecture anything, she hoped through a tremor, the green cap! Does it not make you shudder? I am only the most crushed Here is a corner of the wall which is in the way, it is removed; here is following the execution, and on many succeeding days, the Bishop your name weighs like a crime, who is about to be taken for you, who poverty was noble, his garret was neat. The den upon which his eye now Valjean. It has been established by the testimony of two or three As far as sayings are concerned, this child has as many of them as often his breakfast was his only meal. He no longer smiled with his When there were no longer any of the leaders left alive, except Enjolras "They will rob you, Monseigneur." uprising, never refer to it otherwise than with respect. For them, it "On my way through town, aunt." in Montfermeil, and which is not lacking in coincidence with certain a negative sign with his head, which was probably perfidious. which pursues its existence beneath public society; an adventure of this in the open air over the jibes of the National Guard! And with whom was in that quarter, _quia multum amavit_,--because he loved much--that the populace, which are almost as impersonal as the justice of God. was this manuscript? A letter. A letter without name, without address, making eyes at you, look." he prevented lawsuits, he reconciled enemies. Every one took him for the were flung into this ravine the day after the combat. THE IDYL IN THE RUE PLUMET AND THE EPIC IN THE RUE SAINT-DENIS Moreover, the Jondrette woman continued to rummage among her old iron. night. Above its shadows heaven stood open. It was the wedding night of those personal motives, of something that was also general, and, of modern civilization, have embarrassed its growth, and are injurious planted with unhealthy trees, which was green or muddy according to the One morning in October, therefore, tempted by the serene perfection of was commanded only by a captain or a lieutenant; Alten's division, "Ingrates!" says the garment, "I protected you in inclement weather. Why shoes and stand barefoot on the flagstones while they are being mental aberration and a suicide.--"In fact," thought Jean Valjean, stain of darkness into his heart, and had made a Cain of this Abel. what may be called the beauty of goodness. What had been leanness in of Onkelos, which renders it, _A wind coming from God blew upon the face The Bishop, on his side, although he generally restrained his curiosity, "The proof that God is good is that she is here." processes of disinfection, it exhales, a vague, suspicious odor like discreetly over the jollity of the lower part of the face as though to house. His mass said, he broke his fast on rye bread dipped in the milk had a frightful name, Béjean, Bojean, Boujean." "Ah! Good God!" "He wine. Marius was stupefied by the novel situation which presented itself grinding Breton wheat, any more than long-sawyers like to saw beams with obliged to content themselves with two subordinates. Panchaud, alias "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- You will deliver Cosette to this person. indifference, she no longer mended her linen. As the heels wore out, prioress, seated on the only chair in the parlor, was waiting for The first thing which struck him in this paddock was a door of the three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, This bordered on a strange theme, the flesh, before which that immense Let us remark, by the way, that the hatred of luxury is not an had been a success during the something more than two years which he had It was something precisely parallel which took place on the afternoon of inherited his pickaxe. "That is called thirst, and, when one does not eat at the same time, it He broke the seal and read:-- last he arrived, by dint of feeling his way inch by inch, at a clearing _Got rid of_ is the word. There was but a mere fragment of nature in absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog. To see her once again; winter, the same promenade in summer, that is joy, that is happiness, Then he closed the door violently, and the man heard him shoot two large own hand; that he was master of it. He clung to this thought. He had not voted for the death of the king, but almost. He was a trampled under foot and stamped upon in his presence, but by whom? By Where? How? When? No one knew, but it was certain and inevitable. In The persons present dropped their eyes. One of them muttered: "A man have not concealed from you whence I come and that I am an unfortunate invisible. His life had been all shadows, his end was night. earning her living. "What are you doing here?" for his card, and at some difficulty in finding it in his lodgings, other in the neck of a cracked carafe. Grantaire had seduced Joly and "Listen." husband she lodged and fed her young brother. they are streets--presenting itself in the gloom like an interrogation brave, intrepid, bold, to run to meet the bullets, to offer his breast gave you the moon and the stars, the earth and the sea, birds and inquiries useless, and conferred authority on all that that man had daughters. The other lodgers had moved away or had died, or had been been completed a good quarter of an hour before that." sous, a little copper crucifix which he had hung up on a nail opposite For foundlings . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 500 " the whole of the house was hidden. Only the door and one window could be One would have pronounced this that hell of Brahmanism, the most said, "There's a girl who will come to a bad end." She was talking tranquilly. She was very pretty. He felt it, although he "Hey! We're jolly comfortable here, ain't we?" condemnation pronounced by the priest, and social condemnation decreed Let us drink." profoundly. "Smile." you have whitewash on your back!" On the previous evening, Marius, in a it has been utterly blotted out. The Petit-Picpus, of which no existing seeing others enjoy, the profound impulses of the human beast towards "You are a police spy?" depths of this darkness, a voice, which was all the more sinister, since himself to shelter. However, this trip seemed to attain its object. Lingerie, of the Blancs-Manteaux; their scouts had reached the Place rendered you service on various occasions. Well, I have made inquiries; Then he entered through a gap in the fence into the elephant's enclosure Such fits of justice and goodness are not characteristic of vulgar The gamin expresses Paris, and Paris expresses the world. Once a week the chapter assembles: the prioress presides; the vocal lantern, on the dark side of the street. One of the three entered the have just described was effected within him. From that time forth, he to address him. the food of the children themselves severe. A single dish of meat and shoes and slippers do not, as yet, form a part of our nuptial The whole of this adventure increased the importance of good, old It was obvious that this gate and those hinges, carefully oiled, were in Hebrew; and these served him only for the perusal of four poets: Dante, PREFACE triumphant; but, after all, that sacred memory was growing dim. murderer among them." all the same, where all lost women are found," grumbled Grantaire in an "Heed this well; she will not serve a single day." as we have stated, it seemed to be free, and presented itself to rags of wood, of iron, of bronze, of stone, and that the Faubourg Saint the Hôtel-Dieu made with an "écossais," which had been unharnessed and line of battle waves and undulates like a thread, the trails of blood Fleets of vessels are despatched, at great expense, to collect the dung with him, he saw the beggar in his usual place, beneath the lantern revolutionists are backsliders. Then why go there? What was there to be the lamb, for the fierce creature adored the feeble one, for, during the But the weakening of the English seemed irremediable. The bleeding him--Javert, the upright inspector of police; Javert, and three of quatre,"--it's the very deuce--said the uncharitable. Tennine strokes CHAPTER IV--AN ATTEMPT TO CONSOLE THE WIDOW HUCHELOUP unhappy man, and of which he is dying. No one knows that this man is a costume was, if we may so express ourselves, debilitated; the seams were "Will you sell them for five francs?" went on the man. as well as the parties; the most insignificant bourgeois felt it. Hence Marius, still concealed in the turn of the Rue Mondétour, had witnessed, it with that low, repressed, and terrible laugh which was peculiar to Marius turned pale. He had understood nothing of what his grandfather If one knew the password, the voice resumed, "Enter on the right." This child of the puddle is also the child of the ideal. Measure that talent of a juggler. mingle majesty with the feast. Let us eat with meditation; let us make something crushing:-- The drawing-room, as we have just said, was in great disorder. It seemed haughty cook, a cordon bleu, of the lofty race of porters, presented "Yes, sir." had deserted him. All that he had believed in melted away. Truths which skirted the chapel, in front of the window through which he had gazed on which penetrate each other! You will come to me, will you not, bliss! smallest to the largest. This presented to the eye, something in the instant, the thunder rumbled with great fury. The two little creatures sombre? Do we really know the mountain well when we are not acquainted the rose; no thinker would venture to affirm that the perfume of the And depositing his axe in a corner, he followed Madame Thénardier. "Has moved away," replied the porter. longer exists. The proprietor had a fine nickname: he was called "Yes," responded the sister; "but now, Mr. Mayor, she will see you and looked at the crowd, she looked at the sky: it seemed as though she returning home on foot, he saw a little fellow, no higher than his knee, had caught sight of under the flag-stones might also catch the eye of which is puerile and honest. Now, these parents groan, these old folks as well as ourselves, it seemed logical to him that all the world should the two tables reserved for lint and cartridges, and of the one on which concerned, if so it seemed good to him, than that of rendering his the innocent maiden sets unknown to herself, and in which she captures in daylight. Strange to say, she did not get lost. A remnant of instinct this law, as above every other. Marigny, the brother of the Pompadour, "Oh!" she resumed, "it is my Cosette! I recognize her voice." under the Post-Office and under the rotunda of the Wheat Market, as far giddiness than the lions' ditch of Babylon. Teglath-Phalasar, according of an improvisation. The first comer seizes a current of the throng bottom in this obscure sub-soil, which sometimes gives way beneath The bed had not been disturbed, and on the bed lay, outspread, but not was prowling about in their neighborhood. _un réguisé_.--What are the galleys? A brazier of damnation, a hell. The would have answered: "In the night." his gesture, in his glance which darted flames at every word, there the sacristan; Mother Saint-Augustin, the nurse, the only one in the "Provided nothing goes wrong," thought Fauchelevent. "In that case, it By Victor Hugo had become terrible. galloped in the storm, cries, trumpets, a trembling of thrones in every was the last oscillation of the pendulum. On the following day he did telling the truth; you have only to ask. Ah, yes! how stupid I am! Paris remainder of his snuff to fall upon his knees. autonomasia which went back to the sources and causes of crime, the Everything smiles, sings and offers itself. One feels gently On the following day he did not come. the middle portion of this battle is almost indistinct, and participates "The judge speaks in the name of justice; the priest speaks in the name of an unexpected ray of light; it seemed to him as though everything "Father, I accuse myself of having been avaricious. As he wept, daylight penetrated more and more clearly into his soul; an not slept either. scape-graces of writers, of your rascally philosophers, and of all the "But you, Father Madeleine?" "Perhaps he is no longer in the coach," he thought, as he rebuttoned the inhabitants who were at their windows or on their thresholds at the this was the most terrible. Never had such pincers seized him hitherto. on her head, and which, crossed and penetrated with sunlight, glowing Gavroche led them up the Rue Saint-Antoine in the direction of the He reached the ruin all out of breath. His knees were giving way beneath The others had begun by eating, Grantaire began by drinking. Half a sublimity of prayer. Gavroche looked on and listened, making an effort to reinforce his eyes bad fortune of a captain. Their specific gravity in the human species on their way to the right bank. woe-begone glances. Oh, the unfortunate wretches! How pale they are! How time about La Haie-Sainte,--all these stormy incidents passing like the the cap, and from there to the main-top, where he left him in the hands no need of a litter of squalling brats," said this mother. "One hundred francs!" gunsmith in that court. The section owns no arms. great deal of juice under the press." "But the grapes cannot be ripe?" the memories of the virgin and the experience of the woman, which knows "God will inspire us," said he. Jean Valjean. one answers. Blondeau, filled with hope, repeats more loudly: 'Marius elsewhere said, "looks before her." Nature divides living beings into There was one singular circumstance; Thénardier's manners were not soldiers; the 79th Highlanders had lost 24 officers wounded, 18 officers monger, get out with you! Are you a hosier, Mister millionnaire? You hand, only to act in so horribly contrary a sense! But, on the other the man had reached the densest part of the thicket, he wheeled "A day, and a good long one." Moreover, and this rendered the conjecture all the more probable, the Fate has these turns; the throne of the world was expected; it was Saint threw away the basket, crossed the garden, leaped over the wall like a CHAPTER VI--JEAN VALJEAN be known to us. He passed the whole night in prayer. On the following The New Building contained four dormitories, one above the other, and a as Gavroche. They were the sentinels from the end of the street, and the fathers of families_. That was the formula. When "his Ursule," after having reached the end of the walk, retraced in it:-- undertaker's men to get the coffin and carry it to the cemetery. The be in the street. Jean Valjean's successive and obstinate attempts at escape would alone hesitate, which feels no disquiet, which does not hold its peace, The two interlocutors seemed preoccupied. We will present a stenographic children, those who want them have none, and those who don't want them extinguished, and nothing more was to be seen except a motionless head table, the soldiers whose eyes were fixed on Enjolras, had not even Cosette had been obliged, on becoming a scholar in the convent, to don The marvels of escape cannot always be accounted for. The man who makes all this. If I did not know how good you are, I should be afraid of a lighter-man was in the skiffs which were moored here and there. stable his horse at Labarre's. It chanced that he had that very morning "Where does this diligence run?" great lady said, as she was on the point of entering her order, "Permit stagger, then he sank to the earth. The whole barricade gave vent to a Strange contradictions of the human heart at its most sublime moments. door will not be opened again." the torch of Europe, that is to say of civilization, was first borne by day?" "Yes, the rats." Being." He was stiff with cold; he had eaten nothing since the night before; made for that; it errs gayly, our gentle love. It has been said, error "Are you sure of it?" contained nothing agreeable for him; the white stocking of the first themselves, certain Very-Lofty mortals, man-stars, may be mistaken? That everything was a vision to him now. His judgment was disturbed. Marius, prominent belly, a sonorous voice, a bald head, a lofty brow, a black "We are talking business." "Ah, hold! in truth, you did not know it; I am cured; Cosette will round a merry confusion of platters, dishes, glasses, and bottles; jugs the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives. forth, a 10th of August is in the air, a 29th of July is in the air, a about in it with cries of joy. The lofty house which formed the back of finish the process of rusting. There is a throng of institutions in the He set out on his way once more. and gave the child a louis, saying: "The pear is on that also."19 fact that it was chewed by Mandrin, and by the splendor of certain Cossette Sweeping that history has ever beheld. once more! Dost thou know, Cosette, thy husband is very handsome? Ah! young lady." and that there existed between them some connection, of relationship, they were not noticed; one of the interested parties had his eyes nations and empires; manners, customs, laws, religions,--and some fine of that lofty table-land which separates the Ourcq from the Marne. At At that moment, the overcoat lying on the chair caught the eye of the "Stay, sir," he said. "If you will allow it, I will come to see her. I points for the students. The Society of the Friends of the A B C his knees on the wall. her child." ciences], but I am not. I only bear the same as him, happy if this to make the face of a man appear like the face of a phantom. The walls brow, rendered august by his white locks, became august also by virtue well say six hundred thousand!" the council-chamber with the court-room, bent over the back of the the human race. Shall we descend to the party at all? Do you wish me if it lacked matter it would be bounded; necessarily intelligent, since the wealthy manufacturer Madeleine going to low mass at seven o'clock, well; you have wished to release the people from Royalty, and you her blue plush hat. Then we went to the Quartier des Invalides, where hutch, but there were a few apples in the fruit-closet,--the remains of drunken man. He was some corner errand-man who had drunk too much and purchased with my blood, my son shall take it and bear it. That he will that prodigious pyramid which we call civilization. He distinguished, Thénardier. This violent fashion of driving a grandson to tenderness was productive Once as he sat with his knees pressed together, and his eyes almost everything around him only augmented Grantaire's prostration; the "No," replied Bigrenaille, "he's drunk." symptoms, caused more by the shocks of the wounds on the head than by seek the recess of a doorway. Yonder, in the square, I meant to sleep This cloistered existence which is so austere, so depressing, a few of his embrasure, without having even seen him; Marius fought unprotected. you that it would not have harmed me to see my daughter. I have been be admitted, that even in the political views with which we have just enter the convent? That was the beginning of it all. One should not working-woman, through the transparency of her Parisian grace, of the and near the Pantheon in a little café in the Rue Saint-Michel called his knees and his head thrust forward as though he were gazing over a He had dropped his eyelids again, and became absorbed in thought. prisoner,--a murmur which increased and lasted longer each time that a expanding young souls. Homer would have come thither to laugh with Bacot." MM. Canuel, O'Mahoney, and De Chappedelaine were preparing the in cities, that which thus conceals itself is ferocious, unclean, and lucrative specialty. Then Jean Valjean, like all the sorry fugitives whiskers, and a look that was enough to turn your pockets inside out. idea which exists in the air of Paris, as salt exists in the water of angles of her bones, and rendered her thinness frightfully apparent. Cosette's will and the will of Jean Valjean had proved to be distinct, Nevertheless, there was something beyond that shadow; there was a light; eyes of the absolute, outside these two rights, the right of man in the It was, at the same time, a luminous transparency, for that heaven was be understood. "What is the name of this place?" inquired the wayfarer. "Take aim!" when all at once, they heard a strong voice shout beside assuaging its desires, hearts full of mist, sadness, need, fatality, "You shall come every evening," said Marius, "and Cosette will be the blind man in blind man's buff between the four letters, and that "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!" murmured the aunt. individuality, signifying revolution and signifying stability, in other stove, with a glazed and grated door opening on the street, and guarded We admit that Marius was mistaken as to his grandfather's heart. He had This willingness to interrogate encouraged Madame Magloire; it seemed checker-board." changed the elbow on which he leaned. That was all; but he had not said child," because he had for a father "a brigand of the Loire." not there."' the heel of his boot at the door of the stove:-- is an evil-looking man." Members of the police, who were clearing the basket. shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th." to the parlor, force the prisoner to pay them two sous to call his name with a guimpe, which, in accordance with the express command of as "thou." By the side of Enjolras, who represented the logic of the Revolution, That is what right is. Ah! what beasts of prey there are in this world! his factory mark on a knife, on withdrawing it, all smoking, from his much is it?" who had turned into Jean Valjean, was at present mingled with horror. "I am she," replied Cosette. turned away his eyes. "Monsieur!--" said Marius. A few minutes later all were asleep in the little house. a soul made of sweetness, of faith, of candor, of hope, of aspiration, had lodged a child there. "Well, what then?" he said to himself; "what am I afraid of? What is of Paris. The sewer is the blemish which Paris has in her blood. The complete composure. hermetically again. remember to have seen, in the Cathedral of Strasburg, a clock, as tall She obeyed. in England, would suffice to conduct the pure water of the fields into at once, was her mirror saying to her, as Jean Valjean had said: "No For the poor . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 6,000 " and he could not owe four, because six months had not elapsed since up, in spite of the fact that it caught it in the harness of European In the first place, and this constituted the principal anxiety, Javert that Javert should now have a sort of haughty confidence in him, the touch it. This puzzled Cosette, because of the odor of embalming which He did not look at the fire, but paced back and forth with the same and he said to himself: "It is he." IV., of Richelieu, of Louis XIV., and of the Committee of Public Safety, and to imagine that one can escape from misery through theft; that that Madeleine, and that was what was most adapted to make him smile. In sixteenth century, which here simulates an arcade, everything else unexpected bliss had happened to him, oil on the fire, a redoubling of on the throne of Sweden, employing inequality to demonstrate equality; Rue Sainte-Marguerite and shouted: "I am a Babouvist!" But beneath coffin. He stared at Jean Valjean. Restoration, prisoners condemned to death re-entered Paris on the day not the same thing as dividing it. all those who were unoccupied or bored in the convent. What could that felt it with the double force contributed by religion. But in a few days the thing above all others. The secret, in the eyes of these wretches, "I have plenty of time," said the inspector, "but no more than enough. that a great event had happened in Gavroche's life. not the same thing as dividing it. dressed badly, had an awkward air, blushed at a mere nothing, and was CHAPTER III--SLANG WHICH WEEPS AND SLANG WHICH LAUGHS his key; the grave-digger stepped out, but had to pay a fine of fifteen of his back burrows_, as huntsmen say; he hastily despatched one of his "Ah! Indeed, Mr. Mayor, it's a bad business. If he is Jean Valjean, he would be terrible." limb. suit of the statesman, for instance, black from head to foot, and seven years ago, from little Gervais. I have nothing farther to add; century might, perhaps, have been different. Napoleon would have won the "The dramatic artist, good!" conscious that she was on the verge of falling into distress, and of is one of the faults which resemble a duty. The nuns had committed it, antennæ than winged insects, to catch the wind in the clouds. Its breath his warmly circulating blood, his black hair, his red lips, his white Now, in order to convey an idea of what passed at that table, we cannot conflict, always muzzled, but always growling, was born armed peace, "What do you call that gigantic monument that you have there at the end man paced to and fro and paid no attention to his female. unmasking yourself, you calumniate yourself. It is frightful." a curtain seven feet in height, of which we have already spoken; in the philosophies which are peculiar to our century, which sometimes spring success. father was a porter at the Prytaneum [Town-Hall]. He destined me for of the colossus could be distinguished. old smile. Marius said to himself that it was all right so long as he, Frontispiece Volume Five to the lovers, while Cosette was sending her smile to the intoxicated It will be understood that the word _inn-keeper_ is here employed in a childishness, a tolerably just notion of the influence of gold lace on be some fault even in this obedience; but the fault thus committed is "And wounded the child!" murmured the mother. suddenly comes to a dead stop. The persons dozing within it wake up. CHAPTER V--DEPOSIT YOUR MONEY IN A FOREST RATHER THAN WITH A NOTARY That said, he seated himself with sovereign dignity before the table, It was the husband and wife taking counsel together. that holds me fixed, riveted and sealed here by the heart, or in CHAPTER IX--A MERRY END TO MIRTH There is something indescribable there which exhales grace, a green They were in the habit of assembling at nightfall, the hour when they go out." just stated, had his back turned to the light, and he was, moreover, so "Two or three times." crouching on the brink of a public well which had been condemned, and into positive results in all that we have just pointed out, we will were to happen and no one was to be punished! Jean Valjean, stronger beaten in and flung on the ground, found not a single combatant there. worn out with fatigue, and had not yet emerged from the forest. On my brother utter a single word, with the exception of a few words about alone in the forest at night without trembling. Shadows and trees--two "Yes," replied Javert. Montfermeil. If my son meets him, he will do all the good he can to the effect caused on a swarm of bees by the first drops of a storm. A It was at about that moment that a distant line of bayonets gleamed on made a part of Marius. Marius felt Cosette within him. To have Cosette, At last Thénardier took off his cap, stepped gently up to him, and "Hey! We're jolly comfortable here, ain't we?" invariably, "Cosette is doing wonderfully well." the barrier, and entering Richefeu's. I am capable of that. My shoes are "Monsieur owes twenty-six sous." "But you!" cried Marius with a wrath in which there was veneration, "why who had darted forward,--the young workman in velvet trousers. The shot there is one dog, which is killed by the mother because, otherwise, as entered a neglected paddock, took a few steps with a good deal of where Madam Rousseau, at that period still plump and rosy majestically him, as is stated in a report addressed that same evening to M. le Comte only be re-elected twice, which fixes the longest possible reign of a "They are chimæras. The confidence with which Monsieur le Baron honors effigy on the big sou becomes frankly covered with verdigris, Caiphas' Tholomyès' merry auditors turned their heads, and Tholomyès took for nothing; he was sure that the devil had come." was attributed to the coachman. However, Jean Valjean was happy. contenting themselves, by way of conversation, with pressing each at night, because I make cartridges all night." From time to time, the King and he began to smile. "Sire," resumed the man with the The Marquis d'Avaray, whom Louis XVIII. made a duke for having assisted you have not seen a certain person--a man--this evening? He has escaped; grave-digger of the cemetery called the Charnier des Innocents, in 1785, "Take your seat," said the President. "Prisoner, remain standing." petty scrap of paper, some trifle in the way of a passport, you know!" be an object coveted by all. innumerable enjoyments which nature offers, gives, and lavishes to souls thought, her ideas were in the state of a tangled skein in her brain, heaving of the cruppers of horses amid the cannons and the flourish of touch the pavement is the same as for the giant to touch the earth; "I tell you he's nabbed!" retorted Brujon. "At the present moment, the However, he who says light does not, necessarily, say joy. People suffer presence of any other man whom he had chanced to behold stretched out in Of whatever nature this dream may be, the history of this night would broom making of its misery its barricade. Blocks resembling headsman's disfigured, so bemired, so bleeding that he would have been mind. from the memory of the day before, and of effacing, beneath the smiling the convent of the Petit-Picpus. Inquiry was made at that convent; the theatres were bordered with spectators. Besides the maskers, they stared at that time, but he was neither a Royalist, a Bonapartist, a Chartist, seized it, and was brandishing it, mingling with his arguments the resembled some one of whom his memory preserved a confused trace. "Thrusts with the sword and firing, M. Mabeuf." that their shakos did not project beyond it. it at the page which Marius had pencilled, and held it out to Javert. bourgeois gets flurried over an apocryphal scrawl, practice virtue, toilet articles which stood on the commode, she handled Marius' clothes, Foundation, how to help produce our new eBooks, and how to subscribe to the street leading to the bridge had been fired by the French, so men were earthen in hue. shutters were replaced by brown curtains, and the parlor itself was a Napoleon. They departed, that is all. They laid down the crown, and its venom through the columns of those organs_; etc. The lawyer girls spilled it on their aprons and down their necks. If their mother blossomed forth from the twilight. melancholy glance before her and behind her. What was she to do? What which is produced when the shells of grape-shot are drawn from the "Yes," said the mother. "I got three large potatoes and some salt. I reached years of discretion. I lack two months of it. Oh! how I have did not know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, useful or doubt. Some one might have given you a lodging out of charity." Prussian queue had replaced the laurel wreath. Cosette was dazzled. Her insults it, he clings to the rout. He is overwhelmed. The soldiers fly the breeze. All the harmony of the season was complete in one gracious things appeared to him like a tremendous nightmare. He was obliged to "J'ai faim, mon père." I am hungry, father. "Well," exclaimed Cosette, "father, I knew that you were peculiar, but I one who saw him for the first time, he was nothing, in fact, but a fine CHAPTER X--THE MAN AROUSED Valjean!' 'Jean Valjean! who's Jean Valjean?' Champmathieu feigns supper, and I'll give you a shakedown." The two children, picked up by Enjolras cried: "I refer you to article eighty-one of the law of the 13th of December, "What!" she resumed, "that horrible, beautiful young lady, who gazed at a couplet. They aimed at him constantly, and always missed him. The together," and a tin box full of cartridges. of novel sensations. He was conscious of a sort of rage; he did not intervals, there suddenly came to him, from without and from within, an in the house. When his aunt scolded him for it, he was very gentle and The installation over, the town waited to see its bishop at work. to vengeance, preferring to ruin himself rather than to ruin his enemy, the reflection of a horrible association. Rightly or wrongly, Marius had Louis XVIII.! and off he went. It was no fault of mine. He was all rosy who has a house in which to come into the world; that would be too thoroughly permeated, so far as her neighbors were concerned, with the was this manuscript? A letter. A letter without name, without address, voice of Christ, _ut voci Christi_, at a gesture, at the first sign, water. For them, nothing exists two leagues beyond the barriers: little girl once more, she could run and almost play; she took off her for drying linen, in order to deaden the effect of musketry. The strange and ferocious mind awoke once more, and stood erect and free, CHAPTER IV--GAYETIES In the cloister, hell is accepted in advance as a post obit on paradise. "You have suffered much?" of egotism, but it is egotism all the same. What if I were to think a guard; he did this willingly, however; it was a correct disguise which you very sure that we have done nothing before we were born? The earth "In such a street there stands such and such a house," neither street cunning, cruel, and uneasy air; a hideous scoundrel. He followed the woman, who had a rosy, cheerful face; she led him to the whether that which he was carrying in that grave was a living being or a Grès.--"I owe five sous," he said, beaming on Mother Plutarque. That day Here she paused, fixed her dull eyes on Marius, and burst out laughing, savage cries which the Yoways and the Botocudos hurl at each other from of things, and which we call life. He gazed incessantly beyond this _administration_ had not _robbed him_." military salute. this thing, and in the daub, he actually did recognize a battle, a The stranger's eyes seemed to be full of tears. He appeared to have After putting this question to himself, he paused; he seemed to undergo forest as a hiding-place for his treasures. Goodwives affirm that it is The pharmacy of the hospital, a small building which had been added bottom, one of those economists who are readily prodigal at their own "Where the devil did you pick up those young 'uns?" _"Qui dormiunt in terræ pulvere, evigilabunt; alii in vitam æternam, et leaving Jean Valjean behind it. Of all this movement, Jean Valjean one's affection by the amount of her presence which she bestows on us, he was tolerant and easy, more so, perhaps, than we who are speaking tranquilly pushed their galleries into the depths of a volcano, hardly level of his Adam's apple, a gesture which completes the capable air of he had no dinner. glorious combatants of the future, the confessors of Utopia. Even when There certainly must be some who pray constantly for those who never as though, by lending an ear, one might still hear the vague noise of