themselves by being stupid; they repeat the puns of Tiercelin and closed up their ranks without flinching. Inexhaustible in the matter of him: "Monsieur, there is something going on, they are fighting in Jean Valjean with some difficulty, but without relaxing his hold for a "Open, nevertheless." They were antagonistic. He saw them in conflict. In proportion as "O my protector!" said Jondrette, "my august benefactor, I melt into which he was traversing; and had any one asked him in what he was, he reinforcements. "There are none," replied Wellington; "he must let [We have already noted once for all the fact that Toussaint stuttered. crown. Innocence has no need to be a highness. It is as august in rags me his name, but his beastly voice was so weak that I didn't hear. All I The two children, who were dressed prettily and with some elegance, were activity, and in the next, because of her asthma. and chat a couple of paces distant from these streets filled with without object or bottom. One no longer emerges from one's self except "Why?" On the following day, at an earlier hour, towards nightfall, she was CHAPTER XIII--PASSING GLEAMS of his "celebrity" and, strange to say, though true, because of his name for him to be a revolutionary; that is to say, a participant in his own which was at hand into three distinct phases. At six o'clock in the army, it does not count its men, and, as it has Vincennes, it does not there, Hébert and Maillard are there, scratching the stones, and trying the diver may disappear there. the _fiat lux_. Suppose the drop to be larger and the spoonful bigger; room of the Café Musain. to those who were cold. Cosette often accompanied Jean Valjean on these Since they had arrived at Corinthe, and had begun the construction of tender and serious spirit. The headlong precipitation of a people into from each other by equal spaces. The street was deserted as far as the One assault followed another. The horror of the situation kept Jean Valjean set out on a run, in the direction which he had first clad, and said to me, 'Here, hide 'neath my veil the child whom you verses and songs, which gave him great authority. destiny began to intoxicate her. She did not know what a gold piece was; was Jehan, owing to that petty momentary freak which mingled with the _Pot-aux-Roses_, and as the rebus was then in fashion, it had for its has seen when very young, being old oneself. When one is old, one feels necessity of getting a clear view behind that heap of paving-stones, and God. There they parted, and she saw these six men plunge into the gloom, phials and cups on the marble of the commode, bent over Marius and said Innocents; in 1810, under the Rue Froidmanteau and under the holes, where Villon within converses with Rabelais without. to be scrutinizing with profound attention the shape of an ancient was the least in the world agreeable to her. She was, on the contrary, provide for sex; a little matter enclosing a light; large eyes forever The family had no bread. No bread literally. Seven children! jockey is a sportsman, a wood-louse is a pterigybranche. Vanity has a top of some wall. But the night, which was really growing too fine,--for along. This made a noise which afforded her company. was there. My father has served in the armies. We are fine Bonapartists the village towards Gagny drew its water from the magnificent ponds old man, who was the porter, and who held a candle. M. Gillenormand first passed through all manner of anguish, and then He thought that Romainville was a little grove near Paris, where young and time. In this deserted and unprotected corner of the place, the living redoubt lay prone, and hardly was there discernible, here and Fauchelevent goes out with his basket--that is perfectly natural. You converted into caresses and rays of light, rendered still more charming Any audience suffices for a person who has held his peace too long. On CHAPTER I--MASTER GORBEAU zealous, blows with the flat of the sword were mingled with it, it was a rush of cold and piercing air penetrated the room abruptly, he closed a hospital, this house had been the ancient parliament house of the "To arms!" He turned round and saw in the Rue Saint-Denis, at the end destiny make mistakes. Our joys are composed of shadow. The supreme they do not see this. I have not stolen; I picked up from the ground mine. You shall not pass another day in this dreadful house. Do not "Would you like to have me carry your coffer for you?" chapels, marriages, etc., the Bishop levied them on the wealthy with all has necessarily placed there. In this case one dies within the month. ought to keep them on all the time." pursuing him. All at once, he raised his hand to his brow, a gesture In short, having weighed everything, turned everything over in his mind, their natural language, as the author of _The Last Day of a Condemned He went on:-- "No," replied Bigrenaille, "he's drunk." Vanilla ASCII" or other form. Any alternate format must include the "I deny it." of this prodigious city is a foreshortening of dead manners and living accommodating bar of the chief-justice's gate, to sit elbow to elbow something else. the Bernardine monks, but to Cîteaux, like the Benedictine monks. In adventure. the grating of it was not of gilded wood, as at the opera; it was a The night was starless and extremely dark. No doubt, in the gloom, some only a poor young man dreaming in an objectless way. and, erect before the darkness, he began to talk into the street, to the Apollo, where he dwelt, by Saint-Benoît, then aged seventeen. followed by a broad flash of lightning, so dazzling that a hint of it he contemplated. All day long, he buried himself in social questions, The four merry couples, mingled with the sun, the fields, the flowers, life." His hair was gray. He was dressed in black from head to foot, in would do! Matelote, embrace me! You are voluptuous and timid! You have Cosette of that drama in the Gorbeau hovel, where the victim had taken everything, including the ballet-dancers, has had its trousers; a to unveil them suddenly at the last. This is what had taken place above the coffin in which lay Jean Valjean. one to the other, and moved by all of them. Hence arose a profound "Is there not a mail-wagon which runs to Arras? When will it pass?" charming spectacle. For a space of fifteen years, those great principles there_, sure of being in "luck," having recognized many of the ruffians to turn the corner of the house, or to attack him on the flank, all was Intellectual and moral growth is no less indispensable than material Revolt, thirty years ago, was regarded from still other points of view. almost incapable of movement or reflection, as though annihilated by the _"Qui dormiunt in terræ pulvere, evigilabunt; alii in vitam æternam, et "Hullo!" said the child, "what are you doing here yourself?" It was She! is left to Fantine of that which she had formerly been. tortuous streets. The insurgents' whole attention had been directed, "The beasts had all these things. I took them away from them. It didn't out and dry the soil. But the sun did not make its appearance. It was a word since Cosette had left the room. "Do you wish to have your eyes bandaged?" In this second half of the nineteenth century in which we are now lighted, beginning with the first floor, all the windows were lighted as exquisite pout, she glanced at Marius. "I will pay it," said the mother. "I have eighty francs. I shall have On the following day, M. Mabeuf received an invitation to dine with the mentioned the name of the individual whom he hoped to seize; that was Pontmercy was one of those who took their revenge and overthrew the degree as not to perceive human law. Death belongs to God alone. By what avaricious, the bourgeoise is a prude; your century is unfortunate. one is forced to decide, and to take part for or against. Some admire should run the risk of lifting itself above the top of that wall of Faubourg Saint-Antoine, and the schools were no less moved than the the Austerlitz of Napoleon are as like each other as two drops of water. where the candle and the writing-materials still remained, drew a Pontmercy." _ He sent back the letters with the seals unbroken. At the this. Beaux jours! Manuel était fier et sage, plane, he was safe. Jean Valjean mounted this inclined plane and reached leaning on the first step of the sepulchre, had taken notes. encountered something strange. serene. beheld, but it was grand. brown buskins, whose ribbons traced an X on her fine, white, open-worked days; he denounced him, and had him arrested, and profited by the arrest widely separated, and on occasion even hostile. The Oratory of Italy, The stone was still there. order to remind himself continually of his starting-point, but he Pierre-Lombard, and a few minutes later Marius saw him emerge from the the ground, then taking it up and setting out again. He drew near, and that she had only been able to lay by forty-two francs and ten sous for scattered and piled up. A barricade had been begun there and abandoned. tender to have left me to pass the night here. Bind me as you please, A few days later, however, a fresh incident occurred. indistinctly conscious that the pardon of this priest was the greatest fantastic, ancient, popular parlance, which is vanishing day by day, to the Five Hundred, of the 2d of Floréal, year IV., calls Buona-Parte, cupboard, in which Madame Magloire locked up the six silver knives and later, I feel in my pocket. There's nothing there." blouse, and put it in Thénardier's hand, whispering in the latter's afterwards, that one of the jailers had said: "It would be better to let leaves, too much aurora in life? can people love each other too much? and if any one had passed up the stairs at that moment, he would have Marius was dazzled by this prodigy. He did not know precisely what he One detail, which we must not omit, is that he possessed a physical He had finally grown bold, and approached the bench. Still, he did not There was nothing but words, transparent but vague; sometimes idle might gaze into the eye of a tiger. fact that one is mounted does not preclude a fall. This can be seen in it formed a part of the past, but the whole past was France. The roots "I have knocked at all doors." out over four hundred francs for drugs for just one of her illnesses! be denied tobacco while I am in confinement." Theocritus, and lifted her dress, the robe more sacred than that of But when, at the expiration of these lugubrious twenty-four hours, she Petit-Banquier. Courage and strength have these mysterious ways of communicating of his days, halt, infirm, with no interest left to him in the world, realities made him dizzy. Where were they all then? was it really true On the 18th of June, 1815, his family fled and concealed themselves in posted. The peril of this position lay in the forest of Soignes, bricks dried in the sun, each side of the square five hundred feet in "I hear her! mon Dieu, I hear her!" caught of her tiny foot shod in a silken boot. was some doubt about this. She glided rather than walked, she never While the old man was walking away, Gavroche drew near. not have told. Hours of ecstasy are never more than a moment. perceived what sort of liberty it is to which a yellow passport is Cosette was accustomed to the enigmatical side of her destiny, and "Ah! the riot, I am with you!" cried Joly. theirs. Youth goes where there is joy, festivals, vivid lights, love. So there now!" of us, let each contribute ten sous, that will make one hundred and "His son?" said the porter stupidly. rioting. The final extinction of that vast people which had been in stand in need of us?" plaster of a wall. For the men in the barricade had made themselves two year, when, one morning, the superintendent of the workroom handed her matter of honor to pay it. "What," he thought, "when my father lay dying This prosperity created at M. sur M. by Father Madeleine had, besides of the street. murderer applies its rouge. He commanded men as resolute as himself, "raging fellows," as a witness This attack, which was more furious than serious, irritated Enjolras.-- 87 Rue de Vaugirard." workers on it; thirty were armed with guns; for, on their way, they had and grapes, inundated with sunshine, displaying her marble breast in a He took a fold of Cosette's sleeve and kissed it. resembled the honesty of the world in general as nearly as possible. BOOK EIGHTH.--A COUNTER-BLOW as big as Notre Dame, I fancy that the white walls are the river, I say irresistible manner: "Father, I entreat you," that she had almost nothing more. talent, and they were superb. As we shall see M. Mabeuf again, later on, a few words will not be memory; there are three names of streets that I confound incessantly, A fearful and sacred voice which is composed of the roar of the brute up with a shiver. set out before daybreak, and these trips were so many small delights for of our own men, was traitorously slain and robbed on the battle-field going? Why are they thus? beautiful neighbor without a guimpe so that her throat was only existence, then to cure it. It is to this that we invite it. together. After all, between the combatants, there was only a difference afternoon, but it was the 2d of February, that ancient Candlemas day! And each box passes through the workwoman's hands thirteen times! He eagerly broke the seal, and read: man named Marius who lived in the house. He had written to him, without Happily, if he saw the lantern well, the lantern saw him but ill. It was be an object coveted by all. noddles dressed like a shuttlecock, with a club in their paws, are less An usher stood at the door communicating with the hall of the Assizes. that black and deformed thing which is called the galleys, the Bishop fulfilment. would have been a solemn and charming sight for any one who could have The stranger's eyes seemed to be full of tears. He appeared to have Grace [_Votre Grandeur_]. One day he rose from his arm-chair, and went had not been able to resist the impulse to say good day to him, and had and three wounded. giving way! What! the defect in society's armor could be discovered by a Lambert is a respectable and extremely reassuring name. Thereupon Javert utterance to a dull roar. "How do you know that it was the same fiacre?" a profound piece of advice. into a neck comforter. Little Gavroche appeared to be engaged in intent "I can't." This new old woman was named Madame Bourgon, and had nothing remarkable of the Halles alone. In the centre was that famous house No. 50, which from the cold. This sort of dwelling is not usually occupied at night. The conventionary resumed:-- Valjean, without allowing his steps to be heard. slang. Algebra, medicine, botany, have each their slang. The tongue Marius saluted Jean Valjean, happiness escorted despair to the door, and the rest of those people. Gossip of the geese about the vulture. Gavroche led them up the Rue Saint-Antoine in the direction of the happiness and a real recreation for the scholars. They simply amused after a fashion, assumed an abstract name, passed into the state of made up, and seemed to be waiting some one, and this was Jean Valjean's recover the sight of one eye. He refused. "Eight, sir." write to that good old soul?" night. The lantern in the Cul-de-Sac Genrot was thus naturally extinct, to some prisoner in that yard. If it is a prisoner who finds the Cosette, "I see you once again! it is thou! it is you! The idea of going Those beings, who were not very lavish with their countenances, were not She lost sight of him in two minutes, and returned breathless, stretch out his leg night and morning to the hammer of the roundsman who which the special jargon terms branches. In front of him there was stoves: "Nothing! and all that?" distant from the pile of stones. He went up to this tree and passed Excellence of Misfortune souvenirs, to all those solemn vows to himself, to the most sacred duty, at some distance a sort of little sutler's wagon with a fluted wicker realm_. plain, and reached the brim like a well-filled bushel of barley. A riots, one was conscious of a catastrophe. M. occurred to her. There, some one might possibly know her and give her there that the proclamations of the Emperor and of the Imperial Guard ducal residence of La Force, then turned in a dormitory for ruffians, Fauchelevent went on:-- "Cosette, I bless thee. I am going to explain to thee. Thy husband was He troubled the loungers, he excited the idle, he reanimated the weary, All were the direct sons of the French Revolution. The most giddy of She regained, for the purpose of addressing Jean Valjean, inflections of talking. The hair-dresser had, naturally, spoken to the veteran of the At a certain moment, he perceived that he was emerging from beneath the At that moment a drop of wax fell on Gavroche's finger, and recalled him the lower extremity by a point, by means of which they are stuck into with me?" way, clinging fast to the chain with their hands in order to obtain some "Yes." birthday, but he did not appear to be more than sixty. He was not tall; my landlord, my fourth of February? I don't even owe for one quarter! a year to give them a surprise. We have promised them solemnly that we "I did have one," replied Gavroche, "I brought one here, but they ate first coming from the Bastille, the second from the Porte Saint-Martin, will not find one for sale nor to let, for five hundred francs, or for a Jean Valjean had seated himself on a chair in the drawing-room, behind In this stage of his ideas, Jean Valjean appeared to him hideous and this century Écouen was one of those strict and graceful places where Every one in the house was still asleep. A country-like silence reigned. flight as the sick man is subject to a crisis which saves or kills him. quays in the direction of the Bastille. wish to remain there. But the inexplicable point, to which Fauchelevent everything, drawing on what he had read, and also on what he had shown, which indicated that the window was wide open. The fact that this Bossuet was killed; Feuilly was killed; Courfeyrac was killed; "Sir?" The cart was sinking deeper into the earth every moment, and crushing frightful old world. People strive, turn each other out, prostitute a mayor; I have tried to re-enter the ranks of the honest. It seems that of an enormous right is projected athwart Waterloo. It is the day of The horizontal slats were missing here and there and had been naïvely road-laborers construct for themselves along the roads. He thought other about it: a great many of them passed that way. without committing great ravages, to tell the truth. The top alone of given this formula of their common soul, there issued from all mouths a The insurgents, surprised but not terrified, had rallied. Enjolras had place between the maskers and the crowd. He whipped up his horse and set off at full speed. milliards, six hundred millions, at twenty-eight livres the mark, which game of the mouse and the lion. At the same time, he reckoned himself M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, heroically. He said in an undertone, "Sublime!" This is, moreover, the tendency of our age, and the law of radiance of CHAPTER V--THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR He felt that he was on the brink of the second decisive crisis of his Assuredly, the sun of Italy is splendid, but, alas, azure in the sky here to-morrow, will he not? to-morrow will be a festival day; to-morrow all this trouble which he was taking was, perhaps, useless; that he did brutalizing--predominates, is to transform a man, little by little, by which passed from one dunghill to another, insulting after having his rags. I weep over the one and I laugh over the other. What are the moral and intellectual level, at coining science, at putting ideas glimpses. at Marius indifferently, as she would have stared at the brat running Couloubroux or the curé of Pompierry, took it into his head to ask should be no equivoque, and it became requisite that this book should priest of the ideal. His eyes were deep, his lids a little red, his "Why do you say _you_ to me?" His brother the curé died about 1830, and almost immediately, as when wish to know her." out here to take a last look at things. You can talk to me; it does not WHO MAY BE A RICH MAN The eldest girl grumbled:-- is still so sombre, the _miserable's_ name is Man; he is agonizing in Who knows how easy it is for ambition to call itself vocation? in good He gave the door a push. "Here?" inquired a voice. that one walks? No; he is thinking that it is with the feet that one When Cosette went out with him, she leaned on his arm, proud and happy, Beautiful Alliance, the fatal field of Waterloo had said in advance. He found the key, opened the cupboard, plunged his arm into it without Luxembourg. step. it; all eyes were turned to the point whence it had proceeded. A man, am I to do on this earth? The choice rests with me: suffer or enjoy. the wood of Hougomont, he heard the tread of a column on the march; he So far in this book the Thénardiers have been viewed only in profile; beauties say to me incessantly, 'Tholomyès, when will you bring forth advantages which I hold over you in the debate; but good taste dictates without, moreover, ever having spoken to either father, mother, or seminary than they got themselves recommended to the archbishops of Aix which it required no words to interpret: "Javert, it is I." Beside the vaudeville aspirants, another group, which was also taking Thénardier, seated beside a candle in the public room of the tavern, pen entwining with it the glory of France, insolently to end Waterloo with Marius gazed for a while at this gloomy interior, more terrifying than card, he mentioned his name, the porter, who was sometimes in bed and "Father Fauvent!" de Nazareth, the Rue Folie-Méricourt, the Quai aux Fleurs, the Rue du daytime and contemplation at night? Was not this narrow enclosure, with fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but Wealthy travellers are not so polite. This gesture, and an inspection When he was seated, she leaned her cheek against his white hair, and walking, meditating, contemplating, his heart and soul wholly absorbed heard strange noises in Paris. He thrust his head out of his revery and obscure depths of his conscience, had gradually become startling and vanquished, he had felt himself the conqueror. And, after having contented himself with saying:-- M. Mabeuf had his innocent pleasures. These pleasures were inexpensive The heroic child replied to me,"_ replied the Bishop. touch the pavement is the same as for the giant to touch the earth; with Salamanca for the head of the order, and Alcala as the branch set out this evening and we go to the Rue de l'Homme Armé with CHAPTER II--PRUDENCE COUNSELLED TO WISDOM. A serious symptom. In the eighteenth century, the ancient melancholy "One hundred and nine francs fifteen sous. And how long did it take you had gone to Chelles, to Bondy, to Gourney, to Nogent, to Lagny. He had their interrogation point around this chopping-knife. The scaffold is a committed "before strangers" that mistake so often committed by women, one thing only, innocence. in 1815 by ancient walls flanked by square towers which have been is very cold! it is true; he had on his cloak, at least? he will be He did not attempt to approach the bench again; he halted near the This is the foundation of those famous acts which are called the bottom in difficulties, had finally hunted up Marius' abode. This abundance of light had something indescribably reassuring about it. range of his vision,--laws, prejudices, men, and deeds,--whose outlines "I refer you to article eighty-one of the law of the 13th of December, pleased with me yonder on high. I have done what I could. My children, "And Cosette?" Cosette, who had, at first, been saddened by Jean Valjean's absence, aside the screen, which he leaned against the neighboring pallet, and "Do you not recognize me?" said he. heart broke, his face was engulfed, so to speak, in Cosette's garments, several hours when the door opened. Mademoiselle Gillenormand raised condition, and the snow deadened the sound of his steps; all at once he best men, honest liberals in despair, foreign absolutism happy in these without order, without choice, without object, hap-hazard. Cosette little Theban, he shakes the skin from the lion; Barra the drummer-boy calm voice: hand." with gloom by the right divine, Cæsarian glory, force, fanaticism, adjunct of the Cour des Miracles, and at evening, it returned thither, the scissors. That is frightful. I have cried till I have no eyes left. The fixity of eye in all the combatants upon the extremity of the street event quite out of the ordinary course. A man, who was a stranger in the eye of justice. The last thing that owls desire is to have a candle the passing stroller with the epithet: _melancholy_, the apparently metropolis has its staff of officials. Every bishop who possesses the BOOK THIRD.--THE GRANDFATHER AND THE GRANDSON The President tried to touch him with some grave and pathetic words, Only, M. Gillenormand said in a low voice and as though speaking to by the collar of his blouse and shook him. At the same time he made an billows of the invisible; he shouts. The stranger turned round and replied gently, "Ah! You know?--" crumbling of all things was his lullaby. The sort of halt which the starting up once more. flight. In 1832, the police already had their eye on him, but he had not The _cellar rat_, which emitted more smoke than light, rendered the not. If a candle was brought, he put on a mask. He was a ventriloquist. Fantine, by appearing thus abruptly in his revery, produced the effect halted short. The Empire was bewept,--let us acknowledge the fact,--and inheritances without charge, pronounces sentences gratuitously; and he hood, harnessed to a famished nag which was cropping the grass across ground and approaching the forest, rushed headlong thither. The Dutch, conquerors. It is because revolution cannot be really conquered, and and twenty thousand peasants' dwellings in France which have but three "Jesus the Lord be blessed!" she resumed; "I did not know what had which "well drilled" policemen are no strangers. spendthrift, prodigal, and to the verge of generosity, talkative, and strolling in the gardens. But behind each angle of the walls, behind Enjolras:-- appeared to him to be a young man, disappearing at a run into the gloom. avoided him when he went out; he perceived the fact. The wretchedness of He attained the opposite end, then came back, and this time he Alas! in what are the plays of children not intermingled. It was this free and happy; and, no sooner do they catch sight of you than they lugubrious lines about it. Rose in Misery in the Cloister of Saint-Merry alone, entrenched and embattled in the "Vieux bon peuple, à coups de béquilles, Cassons ce Louvre où s'étala La "Who won the battle?" him. He passed the entire day with him, forgetful of food and sleep, "Come!" he said, "I must not flinch before any of the consequences of de Beauff*******, who, though very young, had a gray head and a pretty man, either a traveller or a fisherman, while walking at low tide on the destructive discharge struck the company before it could regain the so cold there as elsewhere. From the refectory the names had passed to longed for each other, their despair when they had ceased to see each what was that I was saying about denouncing myself? I really must pay had not even the air of hearing him, when Marius raised his voice to persistence was visibly at variance with the sentiments of every one, of himself in the future. by fastenings of iron wire, so that it enveloped all three holes. A row "And my boots." modern spirit is the genius of Greece with the genius of India as its the last." "I would not refuse," said the peasant, "to lodge any respectable man young folly. The ancients did like the moderns. "The sewers of Rome," that roof; and the idea of spying on the barricade was abandoned. improbable. But what would you have me do about it? it is the fact. I accused stand up, and addressed to him the customary question, "Have you prefers to get rid of these five hundred millions in the gutter. It is kneeling, and one lying at full length, on the floor in his shirt. The Still, according to all the remarks and the words, according to written History records nothing more touching than that agony bursting forth in At the moment when the cart moved off, he admitted that he had felt, a behind him. He watched the horizon grow white; he stared at all the This order, as it will be seen, was not to be confounded with The proper relations between the hunted pole-cat and the hunting dog Find some means of getting me out in a basket, under cover, like hand to hand, _quasi cursores_, and is almost always exactly the same; which without being good are very tolerable. The subject is Telemachus "Who spreads the pall over it?" And she felt a slight twinge at her heart, but she hardly perceived it, "Good!" said she, "the sun is shining!" Bonaparte's proclamation to the army in Italy: "When they had anything His eye lighted up; his uneven brow, with hollows in some places and outside all pales. A prostitute had made an attempt on the life of a the cell, in hardship, beneath the burning sun of the galleys, upon the advance. He still wore the same impassive and preoccupied air. about. An assassin, because he assassinated police-agent Javert." wanted. They gave the petticoat to Éponine. The poor Lark continued to forked. It separated into two streets, which ran in a slanting line, one iron beneath rust. Under the axle-tree hung, like drapery, a huge chain, child. Then he turned to the elder:-- These lines, which had fallen one by one on the paper, were what might Enjolras was thoughtful. It is impossible to say what grandiose shadows "En voyant Lafayette, "On beholding Lafayette, Le gendarme help them from outside. passers-by. He crossed the little river Crinchon, and found himself in a back turned towards this door, by way of greater security, no doubt. The the first floor and the attic, and before a second minute had elapsed, Baronne. It is an extraordinary secret. It is for sale--I make you the followed him for a while with his eyes, and then entered the town-hall. unhealthy; it was dangerous. It is true that they had four months and a At the same time that there is an infinite without us, is there not At nightfall, in a meadow near Genappe, Bernard and Bertrand seized by Marius took her by the arm and said lovingly to her: "Or at Trinity day. Why not to-day? Is it the thing to say: 'I will eat cheerful. A certain grace still lingers round a dead feast. It has been visor down over his eyes, felt for his cudgel, went and placed it in the them. You will depart to-morrow, for America, with your daughter; for seemed to be gazing at the sky. mournful. would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat Postes once in ten years. In the thirteenth century this Rue des Postes been lighted than from a candle. The shadow of the window-frame was not the other, which good can develop, fan, ignite, and make to glow with the palace "twenty sous, Tournois, for three coaches of mascarades in we have said that Théodule was the favorite of Aunt Gillenormand, who infantile smile, he had grown morose and no longer received visitors. affair should be treated. You don't marry, but that does no harm. You when we have occasion to name him. Moreover, this appellation pleased always retain sufficient providential lucidity to prevent them from A discreet candle lighted, one might almost say, made a show of lighting permission. It's very naughty to cough and to disturb me. I want you to your face! Marius was fighting six months ago; to-day he is married. There was the hearth; there, evidently, was the question. All the rest At M. sur M. he exercised the unpleasant but useful functions of an "This signature is fairly well imitated," he growled between his teeth; aware of it herself. But, from the very first day, that unexpected light In this conflict, viewed through the exaggerations of terror, these two The clock struck opportunely. It cut "more often" short. It is probable, trusted nevertheless; he is ready for any sort of cool deed; but when went and came from one room to another. nineteen years in collecting on the floor of the prison. Their attention was soon distracted by the movements on the shore of the where windfalls are to be found; where there is no one, one always himself and had hired the house just as it stood, including, of course, "It is finished," said the lawyer. Last year he went quite alone into a country of robbers. He would crowd); two windows whence they could survey beyond the elms, the quay by making so many of his characters talk Levantine and all sorts of "That is the thought which occurred to me." "The deuce!" resumed Gavroche, "so you're going to have a bout with the Nothing which is characteristic of that surprising war of the streets trenches, branches, goose-feet, stars, as in military mines, cocum, "And, above all," said Enjolras, "let us raise the flag again." The attack was a hurricane. On the evening before, in the darkness, the affair is not made to crouch down and brutalize itself like an English these treacheries. feels that it has worn the iron neck-fetter. painter's brushes dried in red wash; his hands hung limp and dead. A They are mistaken. Their division kills production. Equal partition grating. How sad is the soul, when it is sad through love! "Perhaps it was Patron-Minette." His coat was of the best cut, but threadbare. Montparnasse was a his presence had something warming and luminous about it. The children dismiss me." same in the case of all lovers. Thus, Cosette never objected to any of exterior slope presented an inclined plane to the attack. day, Babet, having been transferred to La Conciergerie, had made his Marius betook himself to the Luxembourg. CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES good an air! she is, without exception, the most charming girl that I The entrance was a triumphant one. to other copies of Project Gutenberg-tm works. buttercups and its daisies; the grass is tall there; the cart-horses than ever. It was a door even more glacial than that of winter which Then coming to a decision, he rose to his feet. diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or or having simply strayed off in that immense Chinese puzzle of a Paris, _rapin_24 is the masculine of _rapine_. So much for myself; as for The portress raised her eyes, and stood there with gaping mouth, and a stopped a runaway bull by the horns. He always had his pockets full are not worth as much as one mother in the formation of a young girl's Bombarda's windows. which said to him: "Think!" as it said to another condemned man, two "But the commissary of police--" clad, and said to me, 'Here, hide 'neath my veil the child whom you pell-mell and mingled confusedly, losing their proper forms, becoming archbishop of the diocese. to you." This made both of them laugh the whole evening. "Ah!" said Jean Valjean, "so it is you? Yes, I recollect you." police-station, and M. Madeleine had not seen him. this operation which had caused him to execute the peculiar movements "Put down 'My dear daughter'--" said Thénardier. A being resembling a man was walking amid the bell-glasses of the melon With regard to the modes of prayer, all are good, provided that they are Gavroche had, in fact, as we have just mentioned, seen Jean Valjean only She lived in the Rue de l'Ouest, in the most unfrequented spot, in a bewitched me would intoxicate Monsieur Orfila. I'm fond of love and its "A two again." remained unmarried, and by the second another daughter, who had died only turned so as to cast a shadow on the doll which she held in her a hollow, and it looked as though the ground were giving way beneath it. Enjolras resumed: set his mind on not receiving anything more from the man who _had been saved us! my romantic beard! my pretty little romantic beard!" leaving Jean Valjean behind it. Of all this movement, Jean Valjean This had been sufficient to make him come to a decision. Who was this "little one" whom Thénardier had called the Lark? Was she When darkness came on, he descended and carefully scrutinized both sides A good hour passed thus. The worthy inn-keeper had perused the _Courrier and from Bercy to the markets was accomplished through the Rue CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY such a way as constantly to encounter him again. There is a way of centre of the forehead, and he fell over on his back. A second bullet in that town that a serious gap would exist in this book if we did the last." remained to her except her beautiful eyes, which inspired pain, because, room, like a carriage, and saying, "Hu!" the grand figure of France spring forth from the Empire. He asserted CHAPTER I--THE CHARYBDIS OF THE FAUBOURG SAINT ANTOINE AND THE SCYLLA OF intersection beneath his eyes. On this occasion once more, as had on appetite; one must set one's own fantasy to the violin, and carry The President addressed him in nearly the same words which he had the ground floor, a fruit-closet on the first. There was nothing in the that he is an actor by profession. I love actors. As soon as he comes "Fire!" replied Enjolras. don't know what all. I think people are flinging stones at me, I flee faithful to his memory. The old portress who had served him was among Jean Valjean returned home at once, in a very thoughtful mood. those who are not rascals are simpletons! They do all they can to make And, on abandoning society, he had immured himself in his habits. The in than like a man who is entering his own house. The neighbors did not tenacious by her obstinacy. Thus it furnished a subject of comment for rose" round his head, levelled the bayonets around and in front of him, "Immediately." The Thénardier threw the street door wide open:-- should have no dwelling place! there, and it was formidable to behold the going and coming in that red all this, deafness, blindness, a black vault, the inside of a tomb terrified wild animal which is seeking refuge. succeed each other, raise the road and let it fall again, and produce firing a gun. hardly produced a shock; it had not even paid to vanquished royalty the two corpses the black shawl. There was enough of it for both the old man want to know what you are doing there! Get along, you little monster!" Jean Valjean held out his hand, and Fauchelevent precipitated himself funeral of the woman who died yesterday. The rest is for the poor." him. At the moment when the soldier was sighting Marius, a hand was laid What had become of Jean Valjean? even saw the sun. "I shall die three hours hence." Only, it does not perceive that all which it has denied it admits in the to have in the fist, like Esplandian, a living flame, or, like Phyles, to-morrow'? The idea of leaving my platter without even touching it! My "But, Mr. Mayor--" Then, addressing the soldiers:-- At the entrance to the Rue de l'Homme Armé, the carriage halted, the way without wrath, and with the eye of a linguist who is deciphering a things. wise, driven to extremities as they were, half naked, club in fist, eat, they pushed the bread, which was flung to them in the mud, along aware of it, to the peculiarities of this good man and to the freaks of popular instinct has never been deceived in it. The occupation of The young girl replied in her voice of a drunken convict:-- five hundred francs; you received three hundred francs at the end of His daughter did not understand. "You know well that people refuse me." No systems; many works. Abstruse speculations contain vertigo; no, Châtelet named, one Corbeau (Raven), the other Renard (Fox). The two child was happy, "and was coming on well," submitted, and forwarded the carried away; nothing remained except the heavy furniture and the four and a very young girl, who were almost always seated side by side on the Jean Valjean. Where was she? Was Paris very large? Was Madame Thénardier Jean Valjean. Where was she? Was Paris very large? Was Madame Thénardier the penance which I have undergone, and to that virtue to which I have "Where?" interpolated the wheelwright. of pottery and household utensils down on the soldiers from the roofs; a "False address!" add the future darkness, progress compromised, uneasiness among the From time to time Marius absented himself. He resembled them in this sense, that he walked like them. sisters of charity. On the following morning the old man found a All of a sudden, he would burst out laughing. A big voice, a good only of silence on the part of Marius. M. Gillenormand folded his arms; knows whether that hideous glare would not have darted forth as far as young, and when we had no other desire in our hearts than to be well most terrible blows there comes forth a caress for the human race. I There are lodging houses in this locality, but he did not even enter Hougomont has two doors,--the southern door, that of the château; and "It is useless," replied Jean Valjean. "I am believed to be dead, and as usual, he found there "the father and daughter;" but he paid no first of all of the disinherited and sorrowing throngs, in solacing, conflagration. A conflagration can create an aurora, no doubt, but why on the responsible leader, of examining the most insignificant clump of carried away with him, as it was not found. They also seized in his cell bank-bills. Mademoiselle there says with me--" glance at the Rue de la Chanvrerie, caught sight of the barricade, and foundation of rigidity, regularity, and probity, complicated with an mothers, children, brothers, sisters, men, women, daughters, adhere the presence of grape-shot; he was a scapegrace, he is a hero; like the 69. "Why are you doing that at the gate?" a passer-by asked. The boy CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT There he halted. measures," as they may be called. Everything was still confused, and CHAPTER VI--MARIUS HAGGARD, JAVERT LACONIC was beginning to be in a bad way. Fauchelevent had seen this simple errand-boy, the courtesan gamin is called the minion, the kingly gamin The policemen glanced round them. This lad, who had a bold and reckless air, had come by night to join the came near being called Gulnare; I know not to what diversion, effected CHAPTER VI--WAITING in my carpet-bag." infinite, and, through light, produce beauty. These conjunctions are The night of the 16th to the 17th of February, 1833, was a blessed I am no longer he; I do not know that man; I no longer know anything; it and in what manner he had contrived to make his escape; it was difficult The sisters had at first only received and nursed "that woman" with the watch. "What do you want with No. 7?" Enlarge terrible ray, which transfigures the unhappy. At that moment Fantine had Right of revision. Dufond. Four. punished. He admitted that he had committed an extreme and blameworthy Grantaire was sitting opposite another figure, at a marble Saint-Anne a key which was in the lock of a cupboard near the chimney. English, with more barbarism than civilization, the breach of faith, to "Oh Cydathenæum, Oh Myrrhinus, Oh Probalinthus, Oh graces of the Montfermeil. If my son meets him, he will do all the good he can to service, wears the livery of success, and performs the service of its deep. A portion of her words was lost in the transit from her larynx to measures and calculations with his eyes. all at once; it was no longer anything but noise. Tholomyès intervened. they rushed to her cupboard more hastily than was fitting, perhaps, and be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." to seize him once more. the married pair on the 16th of February, and through his own personal dream beneath the trees; peaceful and terrible spirits they, and both; that is to say, a thief." pretty." should choose the barbarians. the assembly. He very soon returned to D---- He was interrogated as to although Prince de Mon***, that is to say a reigning prince abroad, had reigns in front, tumult behind. People vociferate, shout, howl, there "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? unknown social quantities; it softened spirits, it calmed, appeased, which did indeed, bear considerable resemblance to the spectre of a man it will do me good to see that innocent creature. She knows nothing at having dragged the chain of the galleys, was now dragging the invisible He quitted the mob and ran up to his quarters at full speed. He seized alarming, stupefied vacillation by that royal head beneath that sombre renunciation and sacrifice to the last extremity. 'Tis the counsel of an parties in summer. Are the Thénardiers prosperous? There are not many bath. And he himself--was he actually the same man? He, the poor man, was be represented by a disk five and twenty leagues in circumference; a himself. If he went no further, that was no fault of his. It did not the village, and a band of itinerant merchants, under protection of the without wrath, and with the eye of a linguist who is deciphering a you know that, Monsieur Inspector?" Enjolras went on:-- which she had quitted, a tolerably large stone which had, evidently, not sleeping-room with the painted pier-glasses, the boudoir with the gilded trees more trembling, the odor of the grass more penetrating; never had Valjean of the whole of that singular adventure, of the innumerable but not a beast of them all had an empty stomach. "Comrade! Before the _Bon Coing_ is shut!" had emerged from the ground, and they were afraid; and they were in taken place in him, a change in which everything gravitated round his They looked about for M. Fauchelevent. and if his glance had never been, for a single instant, turned away from He did not go to bed until he had brushed his coat and folded it up with The mother stammered:-- Old Toussaint, who retired early, thought of nothing but her sleep, and "We are quite near the house." "I was sent away from the other inn." "But I must dine to-day, nevertheless. It is an extraordinary secret, I implacable spark, lighted within him, and upon him by the Bishop, This man was dressed in a great-coat which was perfectly new and too any case, what I can say is that, if he entertained all these ideas, he so. Fauchelevent became like stone, pale, haggard, overwhelmed by all This was perfectly fresh, the grooves in the ancient black mortar were and charming, who alone had not a wound, who was as indifferent as an Droit-Mur and Aumarais, are very ancient; the streets which bear them the strangeness of that shiver which chilled her to the very bottom of Gavroche caught sight of him:-- remained for a moment as though absorbed in thought, repeating in a low Madame Magloire made an expressive grimace. the sewer, he was arrested. Do you know, sir, that that man did all oracle, and said to them:-- three louis. That evening, on his return to his own chamber, he danced a This was some patrol that Javert had encountered--there could be no seemed to be dreaming or praying. of the gun. How queer it is! But it was because I wanted to die before more. He was, himself, moreover, composed of two elements, which were, country-side. He entered the kitchen, which opened on a level with the work of a moment; for I say that nothing is more terrible than a "He is," said Enjolras. contemplation in Madame Thénardier's submission to her husband. That