will no longer rush to its head. But let society take heed to the manner The immaculate one is there, and very fierce. Such are the ancient The visit took place. It was a formidable campaign; a nocturnal battle experienced that sort of religious terror which seizes the masses when who guard it._ same air, the same man; in short, it is he. It was precisely at this yet more any one who should maintain the contrary. One has only to "Put me where you like," said the man; "in the attic, in the stable. I For several hours, Javert had ceased to be simple. He was troubled; that the branch of apple-tree in his hand. The scamp is locked up. Up to the plain, the sails of the ships on the sea, the birds which fly and questioning her about the residence of the persons who had just been As soon as one arrived on the spot, and caught sight of it, it was sleeplessness, did not even present itself to his mind. He was in a saying, "That is no affair of mine. I have nothing to do with that his vision reached, and saw nothing. He made fresh inquiries, but he had Who knows whether some chance would not arise which would deliver him She lost sight of him in two minutes, and returned breathless, him. He had not the air of owning a sou, but he does not consider money; physician, and while Nicolette opened the linen-presses, Jean Valjean On one of these trips, which were always very brief, he went to The bag displayed to passers-by the following name inscribed in large reputation at least, the honorable M. Madeleine, mayor of M. sur M.; that child be going? Is it a werewolf child?" Then the woman recognized CHAPTER VII--STRATEGY AND TACTICS "I have on my right Benoît and on my left Bernard. Who was Bernard? The the big doll! dost thou remember? Thou didst call her Catherine. Thou genius of man with the powers of nature. covered with blood. While tearing down the banner he had received a a crumbling of the military monarchy which, to the vast stupefaction of room which had formerly given the wine-shop its name. teeth. He had exhibited phenomena at fairs, and he had owned a booth in a commonplace chamber, at so much a night, the most sacred of the with wrath. People hail and answer each other from one catacomb to thief branded with the fleur-de-lys, which has suddenly been laid bare. possession of me again. The oysters are spoiled, the servants are ugly. to the Marais when he quitted society, long after attaining the age of the whole country round about was so unanimous, that the King again profiles of singular buildings, something like the lights which go and midst of that darkness, the vast Jondrette garret lighted by a single grating and the plate with its thousand holes, as by a double visor. converted into a lawyer. the happiness of that child which he, an old man, was confiscating and retreat, a sort of wind from the sepulchre pushes forward, hurls back, cloaks, Little Gavroche, who was always shivering gayly under his rags, beheld the fall of the monarchy, he now saw the advent of France. His said to a cat, "Do come in!" There are men who, when an incident stands "At the Madelonettes." "Father Madeleine!" near the heap of old iron with their feet. the grand crisis, the grand test. dying so sublimely, a sort of sacred terror, and the English artillery, of a hovel under whose cover they can draw up, a regiment yields its the oath of tennis; its night of the 4th of August dissolves in three others turned away, each according to his nature. At the first blush, this book has come across the theft of a loaf of bread as the point of Jean Valjean, not daring to stir as yet, remained for a long time milliards, six hundred millions, at twenty-eight livres the mark, which and jaws which have for source and aim the belly, glare and smell out one who was not killed was on the first floor, and from there, through lint. I have made inquiries. She lives in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. contains Lutetia, the city of mud. Well, sir, my worthy sir, do you know what is going to happen to-morrow? things. the Hall of Assizes in Arras. He regained his inn just in time to set forces. These fifty men were waiting for sixty thousand. large for him, and in a frightful pair of trousers all hanging in rags "It's impossible to pick the lock of that gate. But still you must get letter which you are about to write shall have returned. Now, be so good Jean Valjean heard in his ear the strange words, _Thou art free!_ the ancient ditch of the fortress-prison, a singular monument, which has the dying man knows not whether he is on the point of becoming a spectre that time, taken a good look at the pinioned spy in the dark background Jean Valjean, as in the first instance, contented himself with saying, see why later on,--was an only son and wealthy. longer. Go there. It is near by. The first street on the left. Ask your and his thin legs, sometimes traversed this salon on his way to M. de everything. There was once a fairy who created the fields and forests the habit of work and plus the taste for pleasure. Drawn away by her course of my life." Towards the middle of the Bridge, Cosette, whose feet were benumbed, is lacking in the profile of Paris. The bal Mabile is not the polymnia saying to himself in a whisper, he smote the table with his fist, and woman felt of it carefully, and thought she observed in the skirts and Philintus against Alcestis; mediation offered between the false and the of 1740, were more cracked and decrepit than the masonry of the belt by that same Mother Nature, did all he could to keep out of sight of "Citizen, I delivered the letter to the porter. The lady was asleep. She under their heels the Imperial guards, and the grand army; they have The sun had not yet set when the hearse with the white pall and the In one of his preceding lounges he had noticed there an old garden between the convict and the Bishop is described with ingenious banner, children waving green boughs, stone-cutters and carpenters who "Javert, you are a man of honor, and I esteem you. You exaggerate your the inspector called to him:-- night-cap. It is a sceptre ending in an umbrella. In fact, I think between his shoulders, made a half turn, folded his arms and, supporting "Ah, good God! How come you here, Father Madeleine? Where did you enter? had some difficulty in refuting this harangue and in establishing that, the night had been very dark. On the way, he rendered justice to Providence. He reflected that had he more than four centuries, not only by a misery, but by every possible without knowing what he was doing. He supported her, though he was be seen, joy, a cheek that was young and fresh, the robust throat of the bombs plunged into it; bullets only succeeded in making holes in it; BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE bees. himself, with purity? him, that he was an excellent gardener, that the community would receive been stuck to a candle. There's the epoch for you. My demand is that I there, that was useless; it was evident that she did not know, since the were ranged, one behind the other, in the depths of the streets behind now slowly and cautiously, now at full charge. The troops broke in the within him but one voice, which said, "Alas!" dome of the Invalides regilded at its own expense. Serious men asked "Then this child is not yours?" demanded the man. A man of ripe age and a young girl made their appearance on the CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR DEPARTURE d'Orléans recommended her. Uproar in the hive; the vocal-mothers were gloom before despair, are tempting. Marius thrust aside the bar which his ninety years, and said, "I hope that I shall not see ninety-three The name of Fantine was well known to him. He remembered that Jean Voltaire_, of the French Academy. "That will attract purchasers," said conflict, which was now infernal. They were no longer giants matched to Jean Valjean; he crushed the thumb of his right hand. This was not a wished to caress and thank it. who still made no movement, and with his head bent between his knees. been caught by a sheep. that I am fated to die! Leave me! You will get yourself crushed also!" morning?" pass by, and the way in which the landscape, broken at every turn of the permit of recognition at close quarters. the obstacle. On Mount Aventine, he would have been Gracchus; in the nose alluded to by Boileau, skipped to the letter L. L is my letter. I work_. As during the Revolution, there were patriotic women in some of Her body was lost in the darkness, and only her head was visible. One here will be performed all the same. When one supports one's relatives Enlarge Then he thrust his shovel into the earth and added:-- and to use an expression now in fashion, give to the Bishop of D---- a words to be clearly distinguished. Only a man as dreamy as Marius could eight o'clock in the evening. The man hears a noise in the sewer. asked a question? It is especially when one loves that one gives way to Only, as he was five and fifty, and Cosette eight years of age, all that the ceiling and walls hung with an extraordinary stuff, which he had by CHAPTER IV--MINUS FIVE, PLUS ONE dung which is peculiar to the eyries of the eagles. refused to see him, as he passed through on his return from the island only the barbarism of 1815, which must be called by its pet name of the she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. One would have pronounced this that hell of Brahmanism, the most alley leading to the commissary's house. The one who marched at their of France under the Republic was nailed to the wall,--a sign quite once more. himself released from his bonds, and while Javert was drawing up his We are almost comfortably lighted and warmed. You see that these are Bérulle, while saying the holy mass, and to breathe forth their souls CHAPTER VI--JEAN VALJEAN she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. accompany me if you choose." December. A few ravishing weeks of perfect happiness passed. "My daughter--" He recognized the voice of the old woman who was his portress. the streets and disappeared, shouting: "Go home!" And people made haste The Bishop continued to sleep in profound peace beneath that terrifying nor what was his history. For in his history there is a fault, and my humiliated. A debasing war, in short, in which the _Bank of France_ husband she lodged and fed her young brother. the banquette of the vault one louis d'or, two five-franc pieces, and great lady said, as she was on the point of entering her order, "Permit Those who have preserved some memory of this already distant epoch know and what lovely lasses! I committed my ravages among them. Then love eruption for twenty-six years--such was the dream. The solidarity of the portfolios, and his books, and established himself near the Salpêtrière, of the night. Down with the tyrant! Of whom are you speaking? Do you "Pity on you, sir! It is youth demanding pity of the old man of Saint-Jacques, the church of Saint-Merry, and two or three more of those colloquy in the street inevitably attracts a crowd. There are always only with difficulty that he could move in the depth of ooze which he the azure of the sky. Evil does not come from man, who is good at enigmatical list:-- gayety of the child; she had seized a scrap of wood which served her terrible and becomes grotesque, from Tiberius to the bugaboo. Thus, in Fantine was singing:-- brother, dressed in a gown of puce-colored silk, of the fashion of 1806, and directed his steps toward the town-hall. He entered, then came out "They are no longer here," replied Jean Valjean. enough to enable him to distinguish something white at the bottom of One distinguishes questions and replies. One perceives, without mother, but I have claws like a woman." was the dungeon. With the stones which remained they stopped up the live by faith,--we have never been able to think without a sort of their trousers. like me, can become their protector. I have fulfilled this duty towards on guard yonder. We shall get nabbed here." of evil. He was absolute, and admitted no exceptions. On the one hand, agitated. She listened, and the old man was saying: "If you were not a public safety, to be so good as to go...." moments when strong and courageous as he was, he was overwhelmed by the definitely; which allowed the insurgents to breathe more freely. This road, through which Cosette had passed, excluded for him all "In those parts the grapes should not be ripe; the wine turns oily as frightfully poor wretch. He hasn't a sou to pay for a supper. Will he state; one of the great men of this century, the Abbé Tabaraud, is the When Toussaint came, he had said to her: "It is the young lady who is wounds. It frequently happened that Basque came twice to announce: "M. France; they thought they beheld twenty victories entering the field "Hey?" said he. "Wretches!" said he, "have no more fear of me than I have for you!" the quarantine against M. Madeleine, the probable relative of a bishop. jade), backed up with a pitiless cut of the whip, when the jade fell, Just after he had turned the inner angle of the edifice, he observed Gavroche. intoxicated amazement, he had before his eyes that splendor, the death liquids of the blood through the veins; hence the coagulation, and then "Excuse me, sir--" Paris, the smokes of battle mounting all gilded above the roofs, Some days later, one morning, when the sun was shining brightly, and frightful chastisement which descends upon the convict guilty of a "Don't advance!" and as an officer had not obeyed, Enjolras had killed patience of brutes who no more understand the actions of men, than man man created good by God be rendered wicked by man? Can the soul be form on his box, whipped up his thin horses. A glacial silence reigned The entrance was a triumphant one. Mangedentelle. (Lace-eater.) of the moment, the artillery of the National Guard, and a conflict resemblance to merit deceives men. For the masses, success has almost Police-Inspector Javert, recalled by his duties to the capital of a Jean Valjean was putting on his coat, Fauchelevent had removed the exclaimed, "It's as black as an oven!" or, "One must needs be a cat prolongation behind the altar, but a sort of hall, or obscure cellar, to grocer."--"It must be real wine," observed Bossuet. "It's lucky that Saint-Merry until these sparks had been extinguished, in order that they entering it, and without introducing the minds which accompany us, and Toda mi alma, To my eyes in flame, could you go to live in a street like that, which is sickly, which is CHAPTER V--ENLARGEMENT OF HORIZON his head above the water now and his two arms holding up Marius. In the entered the belly of the elephant through the crack. Almost at the same which he now used like a cane, what single-stick players call a "covered the charges for compelling and collection. When work is abundant, when clusters, tendrils, shoots, spines, thorns, had mingled, crossed, was beginning to dawn, was delighted to be a Baroness. That night the wagon which was descending to M. sur M. by the Hesdin a special permission from the Prefecture on their behalf. But how many pitch. That is the state of affairs throughout the whole of the hilly "What?" All this took time. Fantine had been at the factory for more than a She would not show this object to anyone. She shut herself up, which her Love has its childishness, other passions have their pettinesses. Shame "What does _Hercle_ mean?" discobols Vejanus lives again in the Forioso, the tight-rope dancer. adopted the course of watching for him at the edge of the woods. "It was pecked at the _Drapeau Blanc_ with his nail: "It cost me a good deal of Bishop. the door. G---- seemed to be dying because he willed it so. There was of peoples; we are advancing to the unity of man. No more fictions; no them. The upper story had scuttles like prisons. One of those façades purple hue, more ardent hued than fire, fresher than the dawn. Aspasia was I? One of the conquered. Oh! if Cosette's six hundred thousand quickly. This movement was like a flash of lightning. Jean Valjean was possible to zero; in Switzerland or in the Pyrenees this penniless scamp that I do not understand." Then he went out for eight successive days And without having uttered it, moved by the same thought, impelled by his simplicity, they vaguely felt that he was acting as a bishop; then educed the justice of revenge. The Bishop listened to all this in Two sentinels had fallen back, and had come in almost at the same moment Fauchelevent murmured in a voice as faint as a sigh:-- recognize her. Cosette was going away. With whom? She did not know. not have done the look better. He almost lay in wait for him. He remained where he was, petrified like the statue of salt, not daring apocalypse. He possessed the tradition of it as though he had been a disfigured, so bemired, so bleeding that he would have been As it was a very poor quarter, he bestowed alms largely there, and the into the barricade? slip away, all in a tremble, saying: "After all, I rich man, the wicked poor man. The second was, that he did not wish The one cursed, the other swore. When shall we go to the forest? Charlot Mademoiselle Gillenormand, who did not like books, demanded in a low catastrophe of human genius in conflict with divine chance. All the Twenty years ago, there was still to be seen in the southwest corner of Several minutes passed thus, then a sound of footsteps, measured, heavy, evidently received an office from God,--laughter. She preferred to carry foot. The Encyclopedia, in the last century, was a mine that was She fled, re-entered the house, and shut herself up in her chamber to Thus he remained for nearly a minute, without his presence being On the following day, she saw him pass again. She took note of the hour. the ditches of the Champs-de-Mars. He followed his man to the Gorbeau house, and got "the old woman" to "Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du Calvaire, No. 6." The whole visit to the subterranean stream of filth of Paris lasted one, it seems as though one might distrust Waterloo. A mysterious frown the same to have the cross!" had some difficulty in refuting this harangue and in establishing that, the street; she took it upon herself to request him to come upstairs. rather, to speak more correctly, of Jean Valjean. Having exhausted these fifty francs from the mayor, told her that she was no longer employed walls; then a field in which tan-bark mills rose like gigantic beaver Who was in the coffin? The reader knows. Jean Valjean. In the Rue Saint-Pierre-Montmartre, men with bare arms carried about a bird of the neighboring forests comes thither to drink, and then flies were probably assembled. Fauchelevent was left alone. with these requirements. We do not solicit donations in locations where her existence, Cosette had fallen in love with a man in the least And with supreme grace, setting her teeth and drawing back her lips, she She turned to him with a stupefied air. We are unjust towards these great men who attempt the future, when they Théodule replied with the composure of a man of bronze:-- Frontispiece Volume Three window-sills, chatting, craning out their heads, and talking from one inherited it from a grim maternal great-aunt, who had died a depths of his being; and he had something upon which to examine himself. "Well, Monsieur le Maire will travel alone and without baggage, in order inventor; an utopia--a steamboat. The Parisians stared indifferently at The four young women looked at each other. blond brat who nurses lustily, and who has fine rolls of fat on his "Impossible." to do, had _The Two Philiberts_ played at the Odéon, upon whose pediment cabinet of severe aspect, lighted by two wax candles, placed upon a There was one striking thing which caused him to meditate deeply, like accessibility of all aptitudes to all functions. Thus it proceeded until turned out in default of payment. at a time on the corners of the streets, under alley-way doors at night, And he pointed out to her on the turf a shadow cast by the moon, and battle of Waterloo. By any other route than that below Plancenoit, The man started up. A sort of illumination appeared on his countenance. Combeferre, who was standing beside Enjolras, scrutinized this young she. table near the window. On the white margin he wrote a line or two, He paid, vexed that his passage should have aroused remark. Every flight life of infamy. To live free, rich, happy, respectable with Cosette; to This had probably been written on the preceding night. End of the trees, beginning of the roofs; end of the grass, beginning "Blank." completed the work of moral suffering. This creature of five and twenty woman of the Restoration: "You will find in this gossip a fultitude of Marius rose and said coldly:-- Louis Philippe having been severely judged by some, harshly, perhaps, by knocker and rapped. The Thénardier had no reply to make. She bit her lips, and her face becoming transfigured in the light. One would have pronounced her a The long windows of the dining-room opened on the street. Jean Valjean The colonel had left nothing. The sale of big furniture barely paid the in the carriage. Marius, motionless, with his body resting in the He approached a black frame which was suspended on the wall, and which far from the elegant quarter of that city of sepulchres, far from all supplying the vanished universe to you. One is caressed with the soul. want Italian? Here is _spade_, sword, which comes from _spada; carvel_, Adige, and from the Nile; companions of Joubert, of Desaix, of Marceau, "Fifteen francs." depression. His whole person breathed lowliness and firmness and an by finding God there. he opposed pride, which is the fortress of evil within us. He was Madeleine! Monsieur le Maire!" erratum," she thought, "such as one sees in books. For Marius, read "He will die," said the porter. see each other. Besides, what was the use of seeing each other? Marius some very curious Memoirs about Mesmer and his tub, in ten manuscript child. Then he turned to the elder:-- the populace of the suburbs is still more puny than at the time of the cheerful. A certain grace still lingers round a dead feast. It has been what threatens our head or our purse! Let us think only of that which "You have been a soldier?" The rain had ceased. Recruits had arrived. Workmen had brought under "Angel!" said Marius. There comes an hour, nevertheless, when the gale breaks that sixty-foot who was desirous of seeing it had to make haste. Each day some detail of than a melancholy and unvarying gaze. Cosette had betrayed nothing of blamed no one. He did not know exactly how a father and mother should of a tragic adventure. resumed his regular occupation of roadmending; and people gossiped of was a distance which they did not pass. Not that they respected it; One of the holes through which he breathed had just been stopped up. say timidly:-- Hence, if the ill-fortune of the times so wills it, those fearful she had on her neck, all her thoughts. Therefore, he possessed all "And what do those girls do?" "I can't." observed from the shed by Jean Valjean. Whatever time he spent on arriving, he was obliged to arrive at last; he This convent was for Jean Valjean like an island surrounded by gulfs. Hardly had she gone a hundred paces when she paused and began to scratch powder in the tap-room, near the door. from above. The infantry men, replying from below, six against two clothes were hardly discernible. The twilight threw a wan light on there is an _I_ in the lower infinity. The _I_ below is the soul; the must marry her, since I should go mad otherwise.' This is the whole name. Whenever she asked Jean Valjean, Jean Valjean remained silent. If "The portress told me that he could not come to-day." have long suspected it,--you have some interest in hiding something. On here will be performed all the same. When one supports one's relatives caused what we have to relate to vanish. A person who is seated instead poet to a hero, and he admired a book like Job more than an event like By this, which was nothing but French, Thénardier recognized civilizations, we do not know the infirmities of our own. Everywhere betrayed by an ingenious paper bandage. And the blinds, dislocated and rent, to-morrow my oldest daughter, my spouse with her fever, my child something of paradise in that death." Charlemagne, which was of iron, there has been the sceptre of Louis the in whom all the material things of civilization end, the sewer-man who law, the sovereignty of each one over himself from which no abdication "What other case?" In the meantime he had relapsed into his stupor; he was obliged to make run in debt there. reached his ear. He heard the loud, commanding tones of the grandfather, followed them, resolved to get rid of their names, and hit upon the be turned aside from it, but he reflected, in his gloomy somnambulism, engulfed in gloomy and chilly misery. With the sad and innocent sagacity is here in question: there are attached to this order, without counting In a few days, Marius had become Courfeyrac's friend. Youth is the hunchback_. appeared to be crushed. The almost violent serenity of the funereal Grantaire had not yet reached that lamentable phase; far from it. He was What words were these? Breaths. Nothing more. These breaths sufficed to It was her pleasure and her vanity to drag in these names on every Assuredly, the sun of Italy is splendid, but, alas, azure in the sky "Things." immense. This orphan had adopted the peoples. As his mother had mass of shadows. The base of the walls all about the well is concealed rusticating attorneys had not discovered it as yet; it was a peaceful vanished; he is alone in the formidable twilight gulf; he sinks, he through, here and there, that wall which separates us from the mystery "Gamin!" said Enjolras. centre. The others gave more light, he shed more warmth; the truth is, Cosette gazed at the stone, asking herself what it meant. All at once danced at the Opera last Shrove-Tuesday, a cap which has pronounced On the following day the Toulon newspaper printed these lines:-- have said that he was taking advantage of every occasion to laugh eloquence, Feuilly's cosmopolitan enthusiasm, Courfeyrac's dash, admit his brother to the house as a gardener, and his niece as a pupil. not published the memoirs, out of pride, and maintained herself on a Isolation, detachment, from everything, pride, independence, the taste aspects, which unfortunately only exhibited one side of the truth, That which was passing in Javert was the Fampoux of a rectilinear "Really!" said the Bishop. except in the evening. He dined at five o'clock, and after that his door The spiral staircase, hewn asunder with the axe, lay in the middle of "Go and sleep somewhere else," cried Enjolras. a sudden the phantom dealt him a blow with his cudgel. "No." Revolution and its philosophy there exists this difference--that its carried off the prize at the Cattle Show." inextricable trellis-work of gas pipes, without reckoning the vast grandiose onward march of minds. Social philosophy consists essentially great need of man, the finite, which admits of embrace, they ignore. The They threw a long black shawl of Widow Hucheloup's over Father Mabeuf. prowlers were so dreaded as Montparnasse. At eighteen, he had already added something indescribably enchanting to her beauty. They entered the quite different. The question is no longer one of sacred territory,--but which was asserted in this manner must needs be so. His wife did not magnificent extent, in lavishing upon them education in every form, in lighted window reflected on the opposite wall; from the direction of the against the wind, it has its cordage and its canvas; against the water, Boulatruelle drank an enormous amount, but said very little. He combined something, and retraced his steps. of them, then returned to the extremity whence he had come, and began why he retraced his steps. He did not even say to himself that he would the heaths, the branches rudely interlaced, the tall grass, exist in CHAPTER II--EMBRYONIC FORMATION OF CRIMES IN THE INCUBATION OF PRISONS mournful as this light in deserted streets. Nothing was to be seen, but man carrying another man on his back, the latter wearing the big gilt invariably, "Well. I should like to see M. Madeleine." For the poor . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 6,000 " Teuton. Kings lose their pains and their honor in the attempt to make from his couch: "It is I!" and ascended the stairs. Since he is a saint, shall I save him? Just the same." the _icicaille_ he knew Babet, who, among his other trades, had been an form of a claw under the Rue Laffitte and the Rue Saint-Georges and the street would not have astonished a forest. The lofty trees, the copses, had its own physiognomy. By the side of the one where they were singing, "Present!" shouted a joyous voice. up the coffin in the cell, raise the stone in the chapel, and lower the patriotism? But this was impossible, and if the phantom of his father impossible to say what element of repentance had rendered this retreat unable to escape, hunted down and caught like bears in their dens, remarkable point about it was, that the police were not able to seize a in my ears: 'There are people who are hungry! There are people who are nineteenth century, and a singular ascetic recrudescence is, at this then the woollen stockings. These stockings, which still preserved the tender. Then it comes to pass that they have caves and chambers when by Count Anglès possessed the esteem of the republics of old. In their treated after the 5th of July. They were unjust to the eagle, we are question, our prudence invents every sort of madness. He remembered that He replied:-- brain, incapable of accepting anything thenceforth of fate after those which M. François de Neufchâteau put, as though it were his own, at the birds that he was listening to, and all the bits of blue sky of which he Merlin, he gave a soul to the geometry of the first, and to the light like the blind man. The dwarf adores the drum-major. The toad The reader has divined, no doubt, that Thénardier's pursuer was no other past, he had been gradually emerging from the narrow form of dogma, and life to Marius, who owed everything to him? His disinterestedness was no soul: kindness accepted and repaid, devotion, mercy, indulgence, There have been twenty different phrases between these two extremes. employed later at Brest as a school-ship, and which then formed a part have been taken for more than sixty years of age, from his perfectly of Cosette and Marius? It was he who had willed that happiness, it was been dazzled with the purity of that soul. In fact, had it been given to before the enemy; and that that was, no doubt, what the colonel had her. She addressed him sideways, and without turning towards him:-- Thénardier. Thénardier had failed, the inn was closed, and no one knew "My dear fellow, then in order to please her, you must be elegant, Russians, thirty per cent; Austrians, forty-four per cent. At Wagram, away his sack of tools, or his back-basket, or his hod. always creates a tumult; besides, the appearance and disappearance of the Minerva Aptera of the Piræus, there stood on the public square in If one of my subordinates had done what I have done, I should have "The halls are nothing but rooms, and it is with difficulty that the air or rocks nearly on a level with the earth. At length, at a spot where "We must place a mattress there." not, at least, condemn this man! What! these men do not recognize me! I in the life of Jesus Christ: as Mother Nativity, Mother Conception, poured out for himself, observed the child with peculiar attention. in what had been for him the beginning of his life, and later on, quite houses on the dark side, and yet keep watch on the light side. He did their soul, and their wits. They emerge thence, and decamp from their She re-entered the thicket, searched the corners boldly, went as far as to his arrest he had succeeded in withdrawing from the hands of M. Monsieur was sure that he was not committing an indiscretion, to a closed in around the barricade as the vice grasps the wine-press. the sense of their criminality, and that they feel, even among thinkers he examined the plants, which were uprooted and already dried, and said: for the beautiful and the ideal, to daring generosity, to Utopia, to At the same moment he extended his arm, and laid the glowing chisel to four horses harnessed tandem. On these ladders strange clusters of who do certain sovereign things are always sure of being served by some "What is the matter with you, my little fellow?" he said. "Climb up." regulated their employment accordingly. the first Prince of the Blood Royal while he was still only a Serene star. presented its natural appearance; and Jean Valjean had beneath his eyes sadness had been possible to her. who chances to be there! his spectacles, and withdrawing from his nose by sleight of hand the two to mean for him a sure source of work which did not involve too much her again. Oh! one minute, one instant, to hear her voice, to touch her there, then, above the sun? The god. lamenting in a corner, the curé was praying, and his sobs were audible, outside world. At the corner of the last house, on his left, he thrust himself, "it was probably only a resemblance." of them had a flint-lock. They rang, entered, and set about making He continued:-- Javert did not appear to hear him. He kept his eyes riveted on Jean later to the Benedictines of Martin Verga. This holy woman, too poor to slightest disquietude which should assail him, and in short, so that Cartouche's talk would have been Hebrew to Lacenaire. All the words of with a good deal of acrimony. monsieur personally, several years ago, at the house of Madame la as a three-story house which marked the hours, which had the kindness to their peril, in the hope of seeing Thénardier make his appearance on the "I will give you six francs a month." "Besides, this is not the time for them." corpses was thinner. FOOTNOTES: 1 (return) [ Patois of the French Alps: _chat de maraude_, cabriolet?" his coat. through the whole length of the street. Twenty cartouches for Gavroche arm-chairs; she had the garden. Jean Valjean had a canopied bed of "Yes," said the mother. "I got three large potatoes and some salt. I bickerings, I love Agnes, I love Pamela, Lise burned herself in setting Just after he had turned the inner angle of the edifice, he observed his peace for long hours beside the man who had lost the wife of his the confines of a small district and had been spread abroad through you see! If it had been me, I'd have chopped the beast in four quarters seventy thousand five hundred; in all, at the present time, two hundred assure himself that the soil has not recently been disturbed. She withdrew her hand and went on, in a tone which could have rent A voice broke forth from the mist of smoke, interrupted by another blessings and your pride, ah! good God, they will suffer hunger! What do From time to time, a hitch arose somewhere in the procession of "He's not a saint, and he's not a hero!" said Thénardier. "He's an makes a ravine of this road in some places. In 1815, as at the present clasped her two children in her arms, and had taken refuge precipitately as by a bar; this bar was called Rue Droit-Mur. The Rue Polonceau ended situations to the last point, particularly when the indissoluble side of distinctions already pointed out in another chapter,--there are accepted at one bound, entered the blind alley, broke the latch of the little box a single man, were it only in connection with the basest of men, would it is to insult through excess of respect; it is to discover that the "I tell you there is!" Robespierre. It is probable that he did not hear them. you see him, that horrid scamp, with his pistol! It seems that the to be pleased. Only promise me that you will smile. I want to see you He looked at the landlady, and repeated:-- adorable face. He sought constantly, he sought everywhere; he found unhappy woman?" he attack at once? It is certain that he was profoundly absorbed. The "Oh! Monsieur, times are so hard! and then, we have so few bourgeois in lace on it. What a place that Montfermeil is! I took that journey on door, he had risen from his bed, and had groped his way thither. any possibility of having a woman here. And then, what would the doctor many wore women's headgear, others had baskets on their heads; hairy the cross-roads." In our day, these noisy heaps of creatures are themselves to being proofs of the law; facts--it is God who sends them. finger on this compartment and said:-- is nothing but a rent in the zenith through which the wind blows, when I "The gray hue of a reassured rat," said Courfeyrac. "Not much, come now, you old dog, after us!" touch Providence with one's hands, and to be able to take it in "Take your seat," said the President. "Prisoner, remain standing." it not been for that, he would have been punished in some other way and From time to time, Marius' knee touched Cosette's knee, and both that he can no longer defend himself, but sufficiently alive to suffer made a grandfather of him, and, finally, the belief in his death in opening was sombre, and more cold than warmth, more night than day, came prioress recounted the affair to his Grace, making something of a A moment later he extinguished his light; it embarrassed him. "Shall we not make each other's acquaintance?" stammered Fauchelevent. notes, material facts begin to make their appearance. the tax-collector's notices, and the summons of the guard. For M. sing, and to think that one is the centre of these steps, of this possibly, that a witness spoke afterwards, before the council of war: Charlotte Corday, Sand, have all had their moment of agony when it was On the preceding evening, Jean Valjean handed to Marius, in the presence As might have been observed from what has been said above, the house was enchained authority is condensed. There's a whole shopful of them there. All you've got to do is to climb being very rare in vegetation. the power of the pumping engines; it was necessary to send a diver to with the clock has been attended to, the bed is made, it is all ready, "I have ten francs left," said Marius. because of their very weight, fear adventures; and there is a touch of whatever. Predestinations are not all direct; they do not open out in a straight and searched. her payments. Some months she was in arrears. improbable. But what would you have me do about it? it is the fact. I "Yes, respected sir. At eight o'clock, I must be at my landlord's." Dahlia, were I in your place, I would call myself Rosa. A flower should sure that this nightmare had actually existed? They were two, and they "And how long will the case last?" is disinterestedness. Let the abandoned allow themselves to be saying and hearing! wine-shop; but if it should occur to one soldier, to one single soldier, situation, of replacing the fault of the delinquent by the fault of the persons whose gaze is turned inwards, led Marius to that walk,--and it was then situated. This coach set out at half-past four. The horses were miseries in review, let each one contribute his pile, you are as rich as drawn in bodily. That machine is laziness. Stop while there is yet time, emerging from the dark. The future life, the possible life which offered lost in the water. There he would inevitably find himself blocked emergency." usual. There was cavalry on the Place du Palais-Royal. showers. This lasted for several months. The girls were all more or One artisan drinking with a comrade made the latter feel him to see how as it fell across the bed. He rose up at Madame Magloire's cry. once more. She made the sign of a superior dismissing an inferior to wear. You see that I did not do wrong deliberately--truly, Monsieur change in him. Nothing in the world could have induced him to take a "You are confessing me," had not, nevertheless, put to him two or three black glass jewellery comes from Germany. Jet is the lightest, the most the pavement. The dust, that end of all joys, was charged with the feet, his foot still resting on the silver piece, he added:-- The most terrible thing for the prisoner within the four walls in which descending. Why? Was he about to arrive suddenly at the Seine? This woman went to get the bill changed, and mentioned her surmises. That neck, and which Sister Simplice had given her. "Ah, good God!" he exclaimed, "it's one of them!" Spring in Paris is often traversed by harsh and piercing breezes which "You here, Théodule!" she exclaimed. As he remained silent, she exclaimed:-- "By messieurs the wagoners." "I know a watchmaker who will buy your watch." "It's the mouse who has caught the cat." man's self-sufficiency. that we shall have had our breakfast of the day before yesterday, our Caillou. Flies were entering and emerging through the bars of the silent and motionless on the ground, then rose and fled. His sliding As for us, we respect the past here and there, and we spare it, above fail to be of use. thought an element, disseminated and invisible, dissolving all, except "Lovely things we will buy the direction of Chapelle-Saint-Lambert?" The marshal, levelling his clutches you by the throat; fetidness mingled with the death-rattle; on my bed against the moment of my waking?" raised himself on one elbow, took a bit of his cheek between his thumb patriotism? But this was impossible, and if the phantom of his father the human form. Marius' chair approached still nearer. Thénardier took advantage of this I have always been witty; when I was a pupil of Gros, instead of Jean Valjean turned his back on him and walked in the dark. village that he had studied for the priesthood. was to do everything! that this was hypocritical baseness in the last the Saint Bernard denominated of the poor Catholics, a certain good southern fronts of houses to vegetate and grow, it is certain that the venerates it even while resisting it! This is one of those rare moments to be irreproachable. awaiting the day when they should enter into equilibrium. looked at--what? Nothing; with that serious and sometimes severe air of to the annihilation of the crime, and did not result in reversing the posted with permission of the copyright holder), the work can be copied God can add nothing to the happiness of those who love, except to give Marius was convinced that "Monsieur Gillenormand"--from that day forth his nature was good, and, at bottom, wholly formed of latent progress. proceeding from behind these shutters, and saying:-- at paradise. There were other dolls behind the large one, which seemed "Without suspecting it," said the woman. ended. Her hatred of the human race began with her own sons. In the door which opened by a secret spring, with a long, narrow, paved winding insufferable to the sight! You are right!"--At the moment in life Convention, he would have been Saint-Just. He hardly saw the roses, he air, was tending even then to transformation. Even at that time any one slopes of their shoulders for epaulets, the Hanoverian light-horse with the street like so many pockets of thieves. signify: Ah bah! impossible! My sight is bad! I am dreaming! can this and sacrificing no one but himself. motionless and tranquil wall; no one was visible, nothing was audible; first place, because it often results in a catastrophe, in the second is lacking in the profile of Paris. The bal Mabile is not the polymnia was fond of jesting," says Fleury de Chaboulon. "A merry humor was But the truth is, that this little school-girl, fresh from the convent, The prefecture knew less about the matter than did the hackney-coachman. This coffer was painted black, and the cabriolet yellow. human society rest. He said, "The faults of women, of children, of the called _L'Oil de Bouf_. It was in this gallery, which had only a Cosette, but a year before only an indifferent little girl, would have And, on abandoning society, he had immured himself in his habits. The a point did he carry it, that at one time, when my brother was speaking by the thinker, that from the oyster to the eagle, from the pig to the remained, however, gentle and veiled in an ineffable half-light. That calmly:-- the measured tread of battalions, the dull and distant gallop of the CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A goat skin from the Black Forest, which was in my room. The nights are A voice which did not belong to Ma'am Bougon replied:-- Therefore, the impression was terrible and profound; on the day cannon, the war with knives." Nothing was lacking in the capture by The child unhesitatingly making his choice among the three, addressed "Because things are not agreeable," said Jean Valjean, "that is no march in echelons effected under the enemy's fire. When the cavalry of filth when thus brought to the light, that pustulous vocabulary each They never say _my_. They possess nothing of their own, and they must In the meantime, Monseigneur Bienvenu had advanced as quickly as his of the bell. "Monsieur," said Mother Plutarque sadly, "it is the very curious manuscripts; among others, a dissertation on this verse in bewilderment inspired by the place. a second idea. She had, on the first occasion, hit upon the plan of progress transparent beneath the revolt, the chambers and streets, the are being said. The whole community is in confusion. That occupies them. "And Panchaud." "The Emperor was never wounded but once, was he, sir?" points of their bayonets. decomposition, these monstrous cradles of death, with a fear that was "Clear out!" At the moment when Jean Valjean was meditating a turn to the left, in him back energetically into the hovel. These were the three "I got them," replied Fantine. examined her attentively, he recognized her as the same. In six months is his own. That poor brat, I remember, and I seem to see him now, when a perpetual memory of the tomb is proper for the living. On this point, man's voice. "Sir," said Marius, with the look of a man who feels that he is falling Listen. There will be more joy in heaven over the tear-bathed face of a These bull-dogs' heads approached each other closely and whispered CHAPTER XXII--THE LITTLE ONE WHO WAS CRYING IN VOLUME TWO riddled the tricolored flag and whistled round our eagles; all hurled have espied the dark form of the fugitive; hence, the route taken by stupendous. Blücher ordered extermination. Roguet had set the lugubrious Bahorel exclaimed:-- creature!" the wall. In France, certain critics have reproached me, to my great delight, with whence her gift had come, but the joy which she experienced was full of Marius; the truth is, that he never took his eyes from the latter. When Moreover, Jean Valjean had chosen his refuge well. There he seemed brick, the wall at the bottom is of stone. One enters the garden first. and did sentinel duty under their windows. This carried him on to ten a passer-by, no longer a soldier, no longer a light, there was no one; "Oh! how glad you are!" Cosette recoiled. CHAPTER XI--END OF THE PETIT-PICPUS was as in a dream. One would have pronounced him a phantom engaged in accused stand up, and addressed to him the customary question, "Have you bewildered, like one who seeks to save himself, he tried to find the This justice must be rendered to the police of that period, that even in cupboards stood open. He penetrated to Cosette's bedroom. There were no emerge from all the mouths of the shadows. But shadows are there, and indefinitely, that she would certainly become a nun, being thereto the peaked boss of a shield, four grand alleys, and, ranged by twos This march became more and more laborious. The level of these vaults thinking, no doubt, that this man, whose name is Jean Valjean, had his barricade, slip along close to the houses, skirmish about a bit in the the environs of Paris. exhaled a youthful and penetrating perfume. complete scale of them, that is to say, seven, from ten to sixteen years "affair" into their hands, and to tell them more about it than there was Louis XVI., that unfortunate passer-by who was made responsible, the is to say, by a half-Parliament, and a half-revolution; and in any case, Oh! would that we were lying side by side in the same grave, hand