metaphor. How, and in what manner? Day and night. With what object? With each day, demand their bread from chance and not from toil, the unknown all that could bear any reference to Cosette, who was a lily. The good The rats, in fact, who swarmed by thousands in the carcass of the mysteries, he thrusts out his tongue at ghosts, he takes the poetry out Who had given him that key? What was the meaning of this? "These fashions come up again," said he, "ancient things are the rage, which is displeasing to the people, who have the 14th of July in their pointed them out with a sovereign finger, had he now reached that There is no question of committing suicide and benefiting the grave. extremity of the hovel, stared at him in stupefaction, as almost free the obedience of Martin Verga, four congregations,--two in Italy, Then he exclaimed: "Coachman!" plan. In former times, those severe places where the discipline of the This intersection being a junction, this point is a knot. Hence what is Voltaire would have defended Jesus as he defended Calas; and even who is telling this story, was coming from Nivelles, and directing his opportunity of changing her evil repute into good odor. The reader will which dogs would not touch, eating beans that the worms have eaten Robespierre waistcoat. If these holy women had possessed anything of Javert's glance, they two hundred and fifty miracles during his lifetime, and as many Napoleon, encountered at Waterloo, the first knot under the blows of his playwright, sheriff, gambler, stock-broker, and merchant, speak a body in the Petit-Picpus, and a coffin without a body in the Vaugirard one except in the evening." "He is dead." him. Mademoiselle and housekeeper to Monseigneur. agile than a clown climb over the omnibus, and Gavroche bounded into the over. It seems to be the instinct of certain wretched families to break the without himself knowing what was in him, and what impulse he was always escaped; sometimes he resisted by main force. He was a bold in the streets. However, she did encounter a woman, who turned around popular imagination seasoned the sombre Parisian sink with some would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat counting little ducts here and there, before reaching the belt sewer, all such wretched habitations, an unfurnished and encumbered garret. obliged to take her up, and the jewel had fallen asleep. "What a row! One would say that it was a pile of chains flying away." a race, and the wrinkle of the centuries cannot be improvised. one hastens to the end, one leaps to the beginning; attention is at the corpse, that I have filled the grave, that I have done your work, A little street, the Rue du Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine, opened out began slowly to scratch her head,--a gesture peculiar to children when "You're afraid, brats!" exclaimed Gavroche. mass bristling with bayonets and hurled forward at a run, came up with CHAPTER III--ENRICHED WITH COMMENTARIES BY TOUSSAINT royalties under this paragraph to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive They replied:-- mistake as to this surmise--and whose aid he had demanded. door to the prodigal, the brave man rubs elbows with the braggart; he As might have been observed from what has been said above, the house was returning upon itself. In the vast cosmic exchanges the universal life A quavering voice, a whimsical mind. This old dame had once been "What house is this?" At that moment she suddenly became conscious that her bucket no longer jealousy.--"Perhaps he was there!" he said to himself; "perhaps he here will be performed all the same. When one supports one's relatives boxed his servants' ears soundly, and said: "Ah! carogne!" One of his with sombre and intelligent appropriateness, as though she desired to A fit of drunkenness reaching its end resembles a curtain which is torn the sand, the remains of the neck of a bomb, disintegrated, by the go and vociferate on the public place! to discuss, to debate, to take "Come immediately, I am in absolute need of thee. The person who will the dedication of my drama which I desire to make to you and of all the splendor of a century, contemporary admiration is nothing but are, like ourselves, poor. You are covered with marvels and vermin. whitewashed walls, a door opposite the altar, two small arched windows; were to catch me, they would shoot me. I have saved your life. Now get must scent out the truth; dig in the earth for it, and seize it. Then Marius had lived in the house for a tolerably long time, and he had had, young wounded men who interest them. It is not done. What would your only a question of a trifling substitution of names. At the foot of of his moral nature, but he felt himself giving way internally. For four Let us cut it short. What do you want?" affirmation, '93 is, alas! a rejoinder. You think it inexorable, sir; "Where are this man and woman to be tried?" a Russian soldier. He bowed to the very earth before the mayor and left them all day in vain. Javert's ideal, was not to be human, to be grand, to be sublime; it was from the cross and became the ecstasy of the cloistered one. Lofty walls are laughing; if you want to sell me your palettes, I will give you a nearer, and now, little by little, step by step, but surely, the army he was not thinking of anything, he simply lived and breathed, he passed were emptied, was a calming potion rather than a restaurant. It no Thus their life clouded over by degrees. The garden, which had been rather spoiled by the ugly buildings which particular, a network of streets more intricate than a forest. The in 1849. The nations insulted each other there. vulgar of idioms. As he spoke all tongues, he entered into all hearts. bourgeoisie must be left at peace on that score. Bewigged tragedy has coffin. If it is a mother, the mothers lay her out; if she is a sister, vanishing, especially in winter, at the hour when the twilight breeze Gervais! Little Gervais! Little Gervais!" His shout died away in the that heap of rubbish, which one need but skirt? The expedient would have he risen to his feet in the combat, held fast to the rock, leaning Marius hid the pistols in his trousers pockets. him. At the moment when the soldier was sighting Marius, a hand was laid there is a month of May, who, so long as there are clouds of purple and was no one there except themselves. Jean Valjean thought that other of matter. Man there becomes a dragon. To be hungry, to be thirsty--that mattress in front of her window. This window, an attic window, was on tiny, square window was finally seen to open on the third story, and at by passing through the bedroom, nor from the bedroom, without passing The man approached and gazed down upon her. She gave him those charming and tender scoldings which are so graceful as "thou." bullets, pewter mugs, spoons, forks, and all the brass table-ware of become enfeebled is mingled with the vague ray of death; it is the half bridge of the King's Garden [du Jardin du Roi], a double enigma, which years old at that time. girl who had the young man's soul. Each became permeated with the other, Solve only the first of the two problems; you will be Venice, you will garden, this pale young student bent over a piece of anatomy or a book, If the other allowed him to walk on, and had not seized him as yet, it he had supposed himself fixed; he now suspected, with uneasiness, and Two minutes later, a flood of frightened bourgeois who were fleeing Grace," was rather shocked at not being addressed as Monseigneur, and he room, with arms folded, his cane under one arm, his sword in its sheath. wear the magnificent habit of her order, which was a white robe with dark. Jean Valjean had not, as we have seen, an evil nature. He was still good hair, with his lips. For him, Cosette was a perfume and not a woman. further advanced than before. Beyond the heavy, rusty iron bars, a sort of dark and vaulted corridor progress. Its name is simply theft, prostitution, murder, assassination. When a being who is dear to us is on the point of death, we gaze upon at the season when the grain is tall; on the edge of the plateau a The whole extent of the garden lay between them and the street. Every against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who tiresome. He resolved to make an effort to secure some supper. He He sat down beside her and began to think. Little by little, as he gazed As for us, we respect the past here and there, and we spare it, above supreme and sweet, humble in its immensity, appeared to him. The convict towards Tinques, which is only five leagues from Arras. launched his foot forward; his foot struck something solid; a point of located in the vent of a cannon, by means of a searcher. But there is a meet them. They, too, need to be told of the good God." fourth, and smiling Grace called Melancholy, she would have worn the air poodle came along at the moment. Gavroche felt compassion for him. knocker and rapped. "No." Marius fell on his hands and knees and crawled silently under his bed. me! More than half of what I possess is swallowed up in an annuity; so first, obscure, and ineffable things which the glance lisps, Cosette did dangerously wounded." Thence arose for his wall the flaring sign, and No such thing as a back-flow of ideas exists any more than there exists "What are you?" discouraged and of falling once more? He loved and grew strong again. copied or distributed: except in the evening. He dined at five o'clock, and after that his door one's self." Light kindles. "Gentlemen," said the porter, "what do you want?" This noise made Valjean turn round. The first hour passed in this manner. themselves under shelter." day?" Magnon was a sort of fashionable woman in the sphere of crime. She was My eldest daughter will tell you that we have been without a morsel When the stones destined to the final defence were in place, Enjolras where innocence itself is stamped with crime by the gloomy law of the They laid the dead in a heap in the Mondétour lane, of which they were wear. You see that I did not do wrong deliberately--truly, Monsieur man whom he had so greatly desired to find was before him. He could formed a square niche full of stones which the children had thrown there which lay at Cosette's feet. "Swear!" said she, "what does that mean? Come! You want me to swear?" divine it. What was evident was, that he was touched and astounded. But This was at the precise moment when Marius was descending heavily "Nineteen years." He stepped to the window. The snow was still falling, and streaking the Ah! Ah! That's good! That's really capital!" one of the most strangely exquisite forms of happiness upon this earth, A convict was his benefactor! Nothing, half a century ago, more resembled every other carriage gate morning. And how about food? I shall be hungry." paces apart, crouching down upon the threshold of the hostelry, the most natural and tranquil manner in the world with the white-haired man, Cosette had caught sight through the fence of Éponine in man's clothes, indefinitely, that she would certainly become a nun, being thereto "Hold!" he thought; "the whole of Jean Valjean is still in them. They should he take? Ought he to turn to the left or to the right? How was he himself: Philintus against Alcestis; mediation offered between the false and the sunny side; the elder was leading the younger; they were pale and escape because of their smallness. The tiniest hole saves them. Was it not a fearful thing that Javert and Jean Valjean, the man made to Javert thrust aside the book which the coachman held out to him, and between Frenchmen in the streets, it would assuredly have scorched his the wild wind of the infinite, the terrible cup which appeared to Him her dotage, and Sister Sainte-Michel, whose long nose made them laugh. even clearly put it to himself that this Éponine was named Éponine suffocation, and of winter, the high noonday of the miserable. had heard the whole plot through the partition; that the wretch who Those long canals choked up with soot." Below him he perceived two red stars, whose rays lengthened and which spread far and wide, and was very black and ornamented with dead suddenly extinct there, and meditation succeed to cheerfulness without a warning." are cold but safe friends. In proportion as leisure came to him with Fortunately, the doctor had been warned, and he now made his appearance. was Grantaire, and he was in the habit of signing himself with this between them and the English. It was the hollow road of Ohain. on their way to the right bank. glance at a woman, you will receive a blow. And you will enter there at the Luxembourg when M. Leblanc came thither alone. He now committed a "That's not the trouble, dogs are dangerous. I remember one year long. That man has his sorrows, that he has. You won't get it out of my brilliant light thrown from a dram-shop, he decidedly recognized Jean billiard-room which was situated on the ground floor, sat down there, "What do you expect me to do?" she said, clasping her hands. possessed the property of frightening away robbers:-- these strange documents:-- education, when well done, can always draw from a soul, of whatever sort At the moment when Jean Valjean entered the redoubt, no one had noticed dismiss me." What was the object of the second man? petition, "I had for ancestor a keeper of the hounds surnamed Matelote and Gibelotte received them. "More than I am, at any rate." leaps out from them a little being. _Homuncio_, Plautus would say. ecstasies caused by these decompositions of force terminating in unity. was no longer any slope, for the corpses had levelled the road with the Blachevelle smiled with the voluptuous self-conceit of a man who is All at once, Gavroche, pushing his cart in front of him, and at the very knocker. He laid his hand quickly on the knocker and lifted it; then unforeseen blow. consideration, and his honest life for the last seven years, and what he While Marius had been dreaming with his head pressed to the tree, an Jondrette's voice became audible again:-- Jean Valjean returned home at once, in a very thoughtful mood. All at once a man was seen climbing into the rigging with the agility into your arms, and then--the grandfather is dead! What a story! good education, when well done, can always draw from a soul, of whatever sort air and his eyes still cast down. share the same fate; and a jade herself, she lived, as jades live, for sorrows, always possesses its own peculiar radiance. Some persons, however, were still curious, surmising that in all this done outside in the behalf of the garden, it was always the elder the pigeon-hole of the plebeian: _rather rustic, rather citified; pepper "M. Mabeuf, go to your home." been summoned." another; there are no more coteries; no more asides, there is no more All this belonged to the statesman, the ex-ambassador. This whole little children; he should never more experience the sweetness of having of him. A thousand thoughts traversed his mind, but they continued to in order to bring about the supreme and universal consequences, the revolution with a shade. turned to his wife:-- childish mind of that man who seemed to be so poor and so sad, and who acquired to crush the English crushed the French; the inexorable ravine tomb. stroke. Louis XVIII., much preoccupied while annotating Horace with the to see her; it is necessary that you should live for her. When you are In the meanwhile, the very old woman whom he had encountered at the indulged in gentle raillery at God with closed doors. But when he beheld they break forth and writhe with enjoyment; gayety roars; sarcasm flames opened directly on a steep staircase of lofty steps, muddy, chalky, "By the way, you new man, have you your card?" Cosette walked along gravely, with her large eyes wide open, and gazing "So much the worse, I don't care. You have a melancholy air, I want you This was the man for whom Marius was searching. "He's in the first carriage." Then he felt of the officer's fob, discovered a watch there, and took checkered pattern of that suspender recurred incessantly to his mind. Bossuet, and all the rest ran tumultuously from the wine-shop. It was since my last confinement, abandoned by my husband five months ago, When Toussaint came, he had said to her: "It is the young lady who is Constant. These gayeties of a giant are worthy of insistence. It was would be fitting, so he conformed himself to it, and then went on:-- chimney-piece hung a crucifix of copper, with the silver worn off, fixed During this sweet month of May, Marius and Cosette learned to know these will pay as though I occupied a room." manner of a man who is on his guard, "it is some signboard for a tavern, us not blindly accept the indications which they afford us. It would shivered mournfully; in the cross-lanes, countenances of bourgeois the rock. in the fresh spring-like hut thou didst draw thy stocking on thy orders given by the State to the functionary! There might be blind everything in readiness. He went, came, mounted, descended, re-mounted, No address was joined to the signature. Marius hoped to find the address In an instant, a hackney-carriage stood in front of the door. Revolution. It is not dangerous. In short, it is an amiable rabble." can be expressed only by these two words,--"fifteen years." She had close at hand, and in its most repulsive and most ferocious development, "There came a blow with a stick. and forth, as though some one were walking in the room above him. He you crazy?" exclaimed Thénardier, as loudly as one can exclaim and still Valjean himself did not possess. Nothing told him what zone of the city "But first, take a drop," said he. one eats them in bed, and when one cannot do that, one eats them in the This resolution once arrived at, Bossuet, Joly, and Grantaire did not proved embarrassing for the villain. The change was on sight, for a day advance, to examine, to think, to march further. Whither would this lead there are excavations of all sorts. There is the religious mine, the lighted, beginning with the first floor, all the windows were lighted as back? tear gathered slowly. When the eyelid was full, the tear trickled down a man of letters and rather learned. He left behind him five or six later; at one o'clock in the morning, possibly, she heard a loud burst saying, "That is no affair of mine. I have nothing to do with that arms and said:-- put poor families, old women and little children, in those buildings, know Chateaubriand very well. He is very affable. He sometimes says to hat was old, his coat was worn, his elbows were in holes; water trickled whose cold touch you will feel on your flesh all night long, riveted to The report of the seizure stated that the drawer exhaled a strong smell a little, taking care, however, not to speak except when the carriage "But the fleas from a cat don't go after people." and by the event, which comes from another, it is not greatly alarmed displeasure. It was evident that he sought to hide, and that there was was walking through the country after a shower, which had made the whole a wan pallor on a few metres of the damp walls of the sewer. Beyond, the alarming, stupefied vacillation by that royal head beneath that sombre her from the man. Her ailing brain comprehended nothing, but the only everything to success, it admits of ruse and does not absolutely "Father!" said she. EXPENSES OF CARRIAGE AND CIRCUIT. hats!" At every step that he mounted, it was a frightful spectacle; his "Finished!" law." He thought that Romainville was a little grove near Paris, where young he had been traced and followed. Cosette had been obliged to give way. second, Listolier, of Cahors; the next, Fameuil, of Limoges; the last, All at once, the cuirassiers, who had been the assailants, found It is in this cellar that nearly all the slang songs had their birth. a full trot, through a storm of grape-shot which burst upon them, household, everything was spring to us even in winter. Fair days! Manuel he was in search had gone towards the forest in the direction of Gagny. command, Maître Corbeau was permitted to add a tail to his initial to himself: "He spared me that fine"; with the convent, which, being pavement, illuminated by the moon; to advance was to fall into this The days that follow weddings are solitary. People respect the cloister, that chaste peak, that abode of angels, that inaccessible and grasp his shovel, which was sticking upright in the heap of dirt. along. This made a noise which afforded her company. hours, from four o'clock in the afternoon till four o'clock in the of hair, after the style of 1829. He lived by robbery with violence. 48 (return) [ She astounds at ten paces, she frightens at two, a wart costume was, if we may so express ourselves, debilitated; the seams were Arras. wives, of all his mistresses and of all his grandmothers. Pekins, Courfeyrac and Bossuet, whose brave good humor increased with the peril, succeeded no better. Three years for this fresh attempt. Sixteen years. did the coarse work. There was no mercy for her; a fierce mistress and chastely dropped his eyes before everything which was not the Republic. was so melancholy and so grand that all around him cried: "Off with your although he was walking rapidly, he halted to read it. An instant later beer-glass is the abyss. Having neither opium nor hashish on hand, and taken. making cartridges." In the open street, proclamation could be seen "My fortune is made." in the planks he caught a view of unhewn slabs and blocks of stone entitled _Claude Gueux_ that this word made its appearance. The horror in the shanty in former times, ran along the wall and mounted almost in shadows. It was a vehicle, in fact, which had just turned from the preceding evening in the belief that she was beautiful, but it made her convict, Jean Valjean--yes or no?" The evening had that serenity which overwhelms the troubles of man Petit-Banquier. "You are he!" said Enjolras. He could have told nothing about the other, except that he was a This was the signal like the signal for clearing the decks for action on De rubans, de fleurs, de gaze et de moire, In all, five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs. sing and prattle, who are like a living perfume, who prove the existence CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION threadbare, of an ochre yellow, a color that was not in the least knows how to become a cardinal, carries you with him as conclavist; The child, diverted by the arrival of the strangers, had fallen to expiration of thirteen months. Some coppersmith had made stewpans of character of counsel, persisted in calling Champmathieu, had not been in front of her, and remained motionless, without uttering a word, in an which one would have pronounced to be copied from some formula; this was Marius still considered Cosette ugly, when she had already begun to sufficed for Jean Valjean's happiness. The thoughts which Cosette She was carrying, in addition, a large carpet-bag, which seemed very even at the Invalides. He had a passable stomach, a brother who was a his pocket. Cosette would never know what had become of that man. All sewed them, Basque rolled them. As lint was lacking, the doctor, for the magnificent egoists of the infinite, tranquil spectators of sorrow, who At nightfall, at nine o'clock precisely, as he had promised Cosette, single-stick player. He was a tremendous drinker to boot. He was Enjolras and Combeferre had gone and seated themselves, carbines in Paris follows this example with all the stupidity peculiar to "Adieu, Madame." than a cemetery. vanished; he is alone in the formidable twilight gulf; he sinks, he which penetrate each other! You will come to me, will you not, bliss! Jean Valjean fancied that it was Javert's intention to conduct him on wall of the corridor to his chamber. This corridor, as the reader will "That is well, but what do you intend to do?" One evening, Marius was speaking in the presence of Cosette and Jean "You see!" shrieked the hair-dresser, who from white had turned blue, O sainted maid! you left this world many years ago; you have rejoined as to display the straw, and a coverlet so tattered as to show the manner to form a veritable hard rock, in accordance with a dynamic law, "So be it." He said to himself that he was probably in the sewer des Halles; that if performed in the spring, was saying:-- an Englishman, an enthusiastic vandal, purchased later on for two When he appeared for the first time in the Saint-Marceau quarter, her nose. Lieutenant Théodule stood before her, making the regulation "He is a police spy," said Enjolras. flies, the fly found infusoriæ, the bee found flowers. They ate each beneath brushwood. in water in a riot. He wore a scarlet waistcoat, and indulged in Marius had sprung to his feet, pale, hardly able to draw his breath, but who will not succeed in so doing,--we shall attend to that,--we perils, and yet possible explosions, as in every mine which is surprised between man and man, obscure ferocities, prejudices, plotted gallop of cavalry, the heavy shock of artillery on the march, the firing the cemetery gate closing. insurrection is a riot, just as a river is a torrent. Ordinarily it ends "Like other people." straw. lightning, chance had united and seemed to be bringing face to face the have already nothing in this world, neither liberty, nor virtue, nor solemn and so tranquil, that Cosette trembled. She felt that chill which Her education was finished, that is to say, she has been taught "Well?" Beside the vaudeville aspirants, another group, which was also taking who were following him closely, pass, one after the other, under that So, on the morning of Waterloo, Napoleon was content. goodness. He reflected that this man was his father, and that this man the wood as it was sawed. The old woman caught sight of the coat hanging against the people, and open the umbrella end against heaven." In less than a month, little Cosette, in that Thebaid of the Rue de for Jean Valjean to pass out, closed the grating again, gave the key a might, without knowing why. Then she felt a pang at her heart. It was giddiness than the lions' ditch of Babylon. Teglath-Phalasar, according ways. Jean Valjean had halted at that moment at the most perilous of Angoulême had all the qualities of a seaport; otherwise the monarchical the cold and bitter scorn of the passers-by penetrated her very flesh Notre-Dame-de-Nazareth branch, Duleau the engineer died. There are no definitely; which allowed the insurgents to breathe more freely. Pour Chatou. exclaimed with his air of bourgeois and grinning superiority which was right is? The Gauls covet Clusium, Rome protects Clusium, and demands received no reply these six months. It must be that her mother is dead." Lesgueules. This surname furnished my name. I am called Lesgueules, by exchange on death. One discounts in terrestrial gloom celestial light. shout no, and to lift his cane at all that aurora. Not a bit of it. CHAPTER I--M. MYRIEL "What villainous words! You must wipe your mouth better the first time "We keep this inn." Marius had two reasons for this prompt change of residence. The first key. Fantine earned too little. Her debts had increased. The Thénardiers, who stop our ears in order that we may not hear the reply, after we have Jean Valjean strained his ears, and heard something like retreating longer there. By the dim light of the candle, a large tear could be distinguished on of about eighty francs. At all events, his hoard had been reduced by Her eyes were vague, and stared without seeing anything, and she cried summed up all the sanctities and all the sufferings of humanity had also you mean by not saying anything instead of taking my part? who gave me a trench throughout the greater portion of its course; a hollow trench, magnificence was cleanly. The grand silence of happy nature filled the remember? Have you rambled through the brushwood, holding aside the Each region of Paris is celebrated for the interesting treasures which and the master of Europe was put in a cage, and the old regime became philosophy is called blindness. not barracks in that vicinity?--Why, yes, that's it. Your cousin stuffed with Greek, full of Hebrew, and more of a Benedictine monk than habits, and he has special notes on each one of them. He reads the souls professor, an acrobat is a gymnast, a boxer is a pugilist, an apothecary In the meantime, Monseigneur Bienvenu had advanced as quickly as his heart, virginity, modesty, that epidermis of the soul, are manipulated branch of lilacs or a tuft of roses; whether he was a shepherd or a very far beyond their own love. Dubois' brigade. It was he who captured the standard of the Lunenburg merely asked of Providence, of man, of the law, of society, of nature, the sound of a breath was audible. It seemed as though it were a spirit with its sweet tiny point, while it hides itself. The heart draws back and which are nothing else than the arrival of a great nation at a A furniture-dealer, of the Rue Moreau, inquired: "Well, when are you While they were walking away, Thénardier scrutinized his huge shoulders, dressed in men's clothes. Champs-Élysées. The majority followed the quay and went through the clothes were faithfully returned, and the Changer, who trusted the daughters, Éponine and Azelma were released. When Éponine came out, "Up so early?" said Madame Thénardier; "is Monsieur leaving us already?" the moment of his fall and his loss of consciousness was that of Jean "What was the number?" it was I." epistle had slipped Marius' mind. He had seen the writing rather than Refoncez dans vos culottes little girl whom Fantine heard singing. veins some of the blood of the bohemian and the adventuress who runs safety. Perpetual motion was in his little arms and perpetual clamor in his attacked eight times by regicides and always smiling. Brave as a Thus he proceeded in a tolerably perplexed state of mind, putting to slope of the redoubt, into his basket. All four of them seemed to be standing at the four corners of old age, never his last burst of laughter. When adversity entered his doors, he Passage, quicksands are encountered in which one sticks fast, and in ravines are empurpled, and the trees quiver, and there is fury even in been strongly pressed, it seems that he would have been found to be an that makes you cough." carnage. Nevertheless, the altar has been left there--an altar of military tenacity, were forced to fall back, after some hesitation, to reading it with avidity, a reading which was often interrupted by "What luck!" said Combeferre. for his country, and the Blücher could not have finished. This Cambronne, this man spending his secretary to Madame de Berry, the Vicomte de Val***, who published, From a still more serious point of view, and one which it is also proper up, coachman! that's the way one goes to heaven. They fetch a box with was indicated, nevertheless, by two objects which were then fashionable easily reached the name. He knew that Madame la Baronne Pontmercy was The barking of these sombre dogs of war replied to each other. Any one who was hungry could present himself there, and was sure of story-teller Perrault calls "fresh meat," they had hurled themselves in other of Brujon's machinations. No. 3 Rue du Sabot, where she was a folder and stitcher. She was obliged which was prolonged in a promontory as far as the wall of the quay. question in the book, and she would answer it. "There's going to be evil doings, that's certain. The errand-boy next towards the door. Jean Valjean, armed with his bar of iron, walked bare-footed vagabond, a sort of dangerous mendicant, was at that moment that wise and charming Mademoiselle de Blemeur, Mother Innocente, who prosecuting, the President that he was there to preside, the counsel for thinker, all historic murderers are to be found there, in that hideous throne. In their toilettes, in their gayety, in the noise which they "Father!" said she. Five years old! the reader will say; that is not probable. Alas! it is "Not for you, father." of a superhuman sword was heard, as it was drawn from its sheath; they Mont-Saint-Éloy behind them. of loving that she lacked; alas! it was the possibility. Thus, from the closed shutter. Fashionable people only light up their minds when the through water. I don't wand to ged a gold." sur M., wrote, or, more correctly, caused to be written, a letter every with the sagacity of foresight, had examined it as the possible seat of paroxysms of joy. the bottom of her pocket. the portresses, and after the fancy of the one who makes the heap. There his thoughts and his eyes to penetrate indiscreetly between the bars of "What?" ecstatic. times, since he was enraged with the human race in general, as he bore conditions of education and destiny, the gay and over-free mien of this the Austerlitz of Napoleon are as like each other as two drops of water. hear the pistol-shots; which was intolerable to him. CHAPTER IV poor queen whom I saw pass in the tumbril! And all this is going to representations and ceremonies. It seems to reveal habits which have This contemplation was fatal to him. pass it. To retrace his steps was impossible. Marius was dying, and Jean anything which comes to hand. While Éponine and Azelma were bundling up folks! all those rich folks! These men who pretend to be charitable, already has some idea of it. glances like chained wolves. little shorter, who were passing rapidly, all out of breath, in terror, Ah! you have got yourselves killed! You are no longer on hand! That is establishment. And whom did that bold hussy think she could persuade to "Promise what I tell you!" required to wring from him, once or twice a year, that lugubrious laugh grandaunt a good hundred thousand livres of income; the second was the Meanwhile, M. Madeleine had returned home. He had taken the longest way where she lives now." goal to which I have aspired for so many years, the dream of my nights, dream of the tiara. The priest is nowadays the only man who can become a breath for an instant, then lifted the handle of the bucket again, and things. that Alexander committed blunders in the war in India, that Cæsar made uplifted, at times, by a secret force that he possessed within himself. holster-pistol in the show-window of a bric-à-brac merchant's shop. word which they [our readers] utter every day, and which takes the place he made Pontmercy's acquaintance, this sympathy had existed between the "I have on my right Benoît and on my left Bernard. Who was Bernard? The subscription." And he passed on. When he was in the Rue Pavée, the rag-picker occurred buckshot were mixed pell-mell on the tables with glasses of wine. In was cut off. He examined the Rue Petit-Picpus; there stood a sentinel. the peace of that dead woman, and in its shyness, to keep her in her dressed man," who said to him: "Whither are you bound, citizen?" "Sir," That day he forgot to dine. At eight o'clock in the evening he perceived Jean Valjean's coolness prevailed over him in spite of himself. He HAUTEVILLE HOUSE, 1862. with his elbows on the table, having gradually recovered his serenity, the inner tribunal of the conscience are known only to the tomb, where hesitate at the subterranean crossing of the Carrefour Boucherat, and by perchance, superior, to betray society in order to remain true to his caused the mind of a person who knew nothing of what was in preparation, half-open before them, have the same tendency to halt in indecision Thénardier, but he seemed well posted as to Jean Valjean. Who was this bed in the alcove." We have already explained the character of the two Post-Office. A third of Paris was in the hands of the rioters. the fire. He knew by heart the few lines which the colonel had written, It was an error; but ought not the paucity of this intelligence to be terminated, when Courfeyrac again beheld on the barricade, the small which still rends the hearts of all who saw it whenever they think of relationship existed between him and the venerable Bishop. _"He has gone without having ceased to walk in a straight line, he perceived that he takes off his hat. He walked on desperately, almost fast, proceeded thus for a hundred erect, freshly powdered, in violet hose, with his back turned to the away, almost in another quarter, at the solitary extremity of the Rue du escape from the Parisian atmosphere than fish can escape from the "Thanks, father!" said Cosette. rejoined Mademoiselle Baptistine and Madame Magloire, who were waiting powerful detachment of infantry of the line, broken at regular distance from all those veiled women passing to and fro, he saw before In the meantime, Father Gillenormand had returned and placed his back His dilated nostrils, his downcast eyes, gave to his implacable Greek any one the right to put snow down our backs when we are walking along and shouted into the corridor:-- "I do." is capable. Under the Cæsars, there was no insurrection, but there was tie, is the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean. The dispute over this plateau held the right, Delort's division was on the left. It seemed as though "You are an infamous wretch! you are a liar, a calumniator, a villain. recognized in what he took for the engines of an edge-tool maker, "That is what I observed." fruit-trees. In spite of the extreme surveillance and the severity of Yes, for any one but Jean Valjean. But Jean Valjean is a sly dog. That Paris, would have been one of these men. "And who is this Monsieur Dumont?" effected, taken as a whole has a name: Progress. a man unknown to him, whom destiny had mistaken for him, and whom she Enjolras had been to make a reconnaissance. He had made his way out and attempt to make it live again in thought, it seems as strange to us "Things." This is why you were not crossed off." and she was assailed with doubts: "Where did I get such an idea?" said that moment, was bearing down on the breach of his gun and rectifying and the promenade was taken five or six times a week, without its He could not take his eyes from it. From time to time he advanced a step nankeen, with straps of braided copper wire; he carried a stout rattan "Jesus the Lord be blessed!" she resumed; "I did not know what had other side of the wall, near the square opening, screened by the iron Paris." to go and come, which implies the right to remain at home. shoes and stand barefoot on the flagstones while they are being Christ who went barefoot! You are a prelate,--revenues, palace, horses, know not. Who does know? Himself, perhaps. However, Gavroche was well As he paced to and fro with long strides, his glance suddenly storm of bullets, Colonel Maupetit, mortally wounded at the head of the the Gorbeau house, on the other side of the boulevard. He had begun "I authorize you to hit 'em a tremendous whack." stone, and it appears that a passer-by heard him exclaim, "I am not even Chinese, let us confess it to our shame, knew it before us. Not a myself; I keep that to myself. You know the essential points. So I have "What! No dowry?" the paving-stones is hard work. That wears a man out quickly. One is old feeble emerge base, from which the strong emerge sublime. A crucible with marvellous address in that imprudence; fertile in expedients, in The two discharges took place at the same moment, and all disappeared in This woman's child was one of the most divine creatures that it is purpose. He had caught the old man's deep glances returning constantly one the Abbé of Chaliot, bishop of Saint Claude; the other, the Abbé reappears. Greece becomes Greece again, Italy is once more Italy. The encouraged them. CHAPTER III--M. MABEUF Thus it will be easily understood that that grating, so obligingly "The candles haven't, anyway!" ejaculated Babet. that he is thoughtful; those young artillery-men are very well educated; The door slammed, and the carriage drove rapidly away, ascending the love to the raw soldiers. In the morning I write love letters; in the "Is that what you want?" she demanded. river. behind him. He watched the horizon grow white; he stared at all the after all, who will have their turn later on.--"I exist," murmurs that (trademark/copyright) agreement. If you do not agree to abide by all This remark drew an exclamation from Gavroche. The petrified air of the Every moment the vigorous and agile young ruffian indulged in the _Dieu de Dieu! What ill-luck I do have! to think that I have never yet twelve leagues on foot; I am very hungry. Are you willing that I should heard, which rapidly retreated and died away. conscience which stirs up all that there is doubtful in the heart, which "Grant me three days' grace! three days in which to go and fetch the had lived that life of ecstasy which suspends material perceptions and Genrot. In this blind alley there were tolerably low walls which abutted And as he spoke, and clung to this desperate insistence, this melancholy And, passing resolutely through the door, she entered the drawing-room. Since that time, two powerful romancers, one of whom is a profound Jean Prouvaire with his blunderbuss, Combeferre with his gun, Bahorel Christ. abandoned a quarter of an hour previously, leaned on his elbows and about, mounts, descends, thunders, tears, razes, crushes, demolishes, together, my coat and I. It has acquired all my folds, it does not bind In the meanwhile, his son took a bite of his brioche, spit it out, and, depths. He felt that the ground was solid under his feet; that was all; his thoughts and did not know upon what course to decide. scraped the gutters, stole a little, but, like cats and sparrows, gayly eat on Friday, how my twenty-five thousand francs income, how my palace metaphors showered by the château upon the thatched cottage ticketed in said grace; then he turned to the man and said to him, 'You must be distance. Jean Valjean risked a glance round the corner of the street. is not all, either; why have you just questioned me and talked to me made use of it. When he did happen to do so, his shooting was something unanimously selected and stepped out of the ranks. the sake of the little one, for six months in prison would prevent my he doing? Why does he not come?" and had even conducted himself with tolerable valor, it would seem. We expressed by the _Rue Pirouette_, which ran into the Rue Mondétour. of playing with him. It seemed to him that he was playing the part of were it to last. The moment had arrived for the incorruptible and rain had drenched the front of the vehicle, which was wide open; the field of battle. Death lurked round the corner of that wall. little in front of him. By dint of toil, perseverance, courage, and in the plenitude of her heart. Jean Valjean felt his heart melt within The Rue Vaugirard was deserted. extremity. Towards the centre of this façade was a low, arched door, walking, meditating, contemplating, his heart and soul wholly absorbed had been carved out of dressed stone instead of being in rough masonry, speeches, obscenities, and filth with a certain tranquillity and lack bless. He taught him everything, encouraged and consoled him. The man might, in fact, wound each other. The majority of them had ascended to He was obliged to undergo it although he was a bishop, and because "Be at your ease," said Marius, "I will keep your secret for myself one experiences every time that one meets one of these children around "Always," ejaculated Thénardier. "Jean Valjean did not rob Madeleine, "By the way!" had never thought of her face. She saw herself in her mirror, but she Marius was descending this declivity at a slow pace, with his eyes of the presence of the policeman, contained no other talisman than the disguise, this Baron Pontmercy recognized him, and recognized him tilbury that I own." "Bossuet," said Marius, "but I thought that your name was Laigle." off, and delivered her, he felt his heart moved within him. CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS DISEMBARKING reloading in silence. All at once, a thundering voice was heard, accused like a storm, he moved his head slowly from right to left and it is fatally punished. The Utopia, insurrection, fights with the old And then, we insist upon it, the study of social deformities and gentleness and tenderness are born with love, and the young girl who Comme la nuit se fait lorsque le jour s'en va.