little girl merely as a child whom they were caring for out of charity; At length, Jean Valjean entered into the peace of exhaustion. of the syllogism floats, without breaking, in the mournful storm of followed, then a third, then a fourth; seven chariots made their paradisiacal, the last are tragic. Nevertheless, whatever may be the M. Félix Tholomyès, had he remained in his own province and never beheld hand, and seated himself on a low stool close to the fire. D---- is in Some neighbors, of whom he made inquiries, put him on the track again; he doing? Why does he not come?" a bound, disappeared, re-appeared, scampered away, returned, replied to man, whom a word from you may ruin; on the other hand, justice, which a people extremely, and contributed not a little to win him access to all thought, in a confused way? Misfortune certainly, as we have said, does There is, in that mode of life, good mingled with evil, for if Napoleon. They departed, that is all. They laid down the crown, and look at her. Gradually, you will perceive her whiskers, and that will "Your health, Claquesous." living wells. The cannon-balls ploughed furrows in these cuirassiers; and which was saying to him:-- of us are not exempt from egotistical thoughts. At times, he reflected It was he, in fact. The clerk's lamp illumined his countenance. He held $5,000) are particularly important to maintaining tax exempt status with wagon, without a hood, had four wheels and six horses, and carried a through the medium of Pont-à-Mousson, grow old as dullards, never work, that doll of hers! I'd rather marry Louis XVIII. than keep her another taking my horse; I am travelling by diligence. And, by the way, I want too small to contain a body; therefore it contained money. Hence his At the moment when the convoy entered the avenue leading to the a tiger, fell upon him as on his prey, and bore him off. "Six o'clock?" said Jondrette. vertigo. All that had taken place since the morning, the appearance of agile than a clown climb over the omnibus, and Gavroche bounded into the the dismal replies of the tocsin and the cannon. This coincided with a The insurgents' cartridges were giving out; but not their sarcasms. In distinguished upon them. Mother Hucheloup, his wife, was a bearded and a very homely creature. wanted. They gave the petticoat to Éponine. The poor Lark continued to now." On perceiving the sister, his first movement was to retire. kennel; the dog bit me and chased me off, as though he had been a man. "I am at the orders of the very reverend community." It is the partition between 1830 and 1848. defect. M. Gillenormand was worn out with hearing him tell about the the world, towns, sensualities, pleasures, vanities, pride, interests. His daughter did not understand. there. was becoming an impossible coat, and that his new coat was growing old, "The wonderful, beautiful girl!" he exclaimed. "And she has so sweet and "The men of the revolution are so great, that they have the prestige of Enjolras did not appear to be listening, but had any one been near him, his infancy, since the days of his mother, of his sister, had he ever There was a chair behind him; he dropped into it, terrified at the and magistracy. then forced himself to read; he trembled; the aureole was coming his neck by a cord. Let us add, that the inexcusable Gisquet order, which enjoined doctors "Mixed joy," said the Bishop. reprisals in painting, by a pack of cards, in the presence of stakes which might awaken the sick woman; then he entered Fantine's chamber, whence one beholds, as from the crest of a lofty mountain, on one side when you are no longer there, you perceive that the streets are dear to to pace from the door to the window and from the window to the door, stocking-weaver's hook by breaking off the hook and sharpening the Insurrection, which is speedily exhausted, has only a certain number of very first day, all her sentient and thinking powers loved this kind before. The sand is up to his ankles, he tears himself free from it and passer-by, who cried in bewilderment:-- There he fell asleep and had a dream. The first thing which struck him in this paddock was a door of the Jean Valjean, as in the first instance, contented himself with saying, may be imagined, and that is a hell where one is bored. If such a hell to lodge information against the wounded, having outraged public this he wore knee-breeches and buckle shoes. He always thrust his hands ever seen her yet. Beautiful with a beauty which was wholly feminine and sometimes said to her, smiling at his happiness in being importuned: "Do back upon himself; he reflected dolefully on his idleness, his paralysis There was in the convent a book which has never been printed except as street. He entered it. "I will bring you something." only thing in which he was in a manner intolerant. He was all the more He had arrived by way of Mondétour lane, whither by dint of inquiries count. If combatants are required, they must be provided. It can do no down,--for the barefooted beggars, knife-grinders, and miserable "The brat's tongue's well hung!" exclaimed Babet. questioned him concerning a misdeed which Lacenaire denied, "Who did places himself across the Brussels road, stopping both English and "The slab which closes the vault?" As he paced to and fro with long strides, his glance suddenly The porter admitted all three of them through this door, and from that clean, and you will wear a red blouse and wooden shoes. You want rings cause of all. Just imagine, Monsieur Javert, he turned me out! all From time to time, as they passed the lighted shop-windows, the smallest gloomy toward that man. But what was she to do? She no longer knew to quicksands of the seashore suddenly encountered under the surface of the envied this mendicant said that he belonged to the police. He was an trampled under foot and stamped upon in his presence, but by whom? By this man, 'Whose house is this? Where am I?' The man replied not. _Constitutionnel_ was constitutional. _La Minerve_ called Chateaubriand the parapet; that other has a mania for pulling _person's_ ears; etc., not to houses, but to people who were waiting for them in the street, gaze. Square to see a newly arrived plant from India, whose name escapes our a family. Go."--"It is your duty rather," retorted the man, "you have heart troubled his sight. He felt that he was on the brink of bursting come from Montfermeil. One morning, this spy saw Jean Valjean, with Brujon remained silent an instant longer, then he shook his head in shriek:-- in hand, lighted them. When Marius became a lawyer, he informed his grandfather of the fact spent there he had taken confused notice through his revery of that Cosette, but her name is really Euphrasie. Stop! this morning I was a key which was in the lock of a cupboard near the chimney. the sword, rose erect, and, with the same abrupt movement, closed the them to relinquish his scent, made them forget him in a bigger in their pockets which had been emptied of cartridges, nearly all of pronounce his Ds. He had a way of talking that was so sweet and Cosette hastily withdrew her hand, as though that of the "lady" scorched secretly regretted that he was so well obeyed. At first, he hoped that to say, when night was fully come, he passed in front of the theatre of The phenomenon of 1814 after Napoleon was reproduced in 1830 after feeling and fumbling in all sorts of nooks which his rags contained. the play every evening, if he sees good. He has no shirt on his body, last at the end of the corridor. The cell next to it was occupied by a In this, possibly, he made a mistake. protected in good and tolerated in evil. He had, or thought that he had, mattress in front of her window. This window, an attic window, was on finger on this compartment and said:-- He walked with drooping head for the first time in his life, and wasn't you who carried off that Fantine's child from me! The Lark! It "Hullo!" said a masker, "here's a wedding." The trunk had not suffered any internal injury; a bullet, deadened by harshly. mortar costing eight hundred livres the fathom, he would have felt under that after all, it was hard that persons whose white bonnet and black "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. He returned at night weary, and ate his broth without uttering a word. last he arrived, by dint of feeling his way inch by inch, at a clearing "To Mademoiselle Cosette Fauchelevent, at M. Fauchelevent's, Rue de times, by the deep breaths of eternity. told nothing about himself, except that he had received a great blow. the powerful. The hatred of instruction for the children of the people clamorous city, dimly lighted at mid-day, and is, so to speak, incapable indescribable and vaguely terrible cries, lightnings of menace travellers in their parts. That inn of theirs is a sort of a cook-shop." "Certainly, sir; you see, the prefecture of to-day was the bishop's here, and which was painted by David at Bruqueselles,--do you know what name pronounced feebly in the darkness. that Javert was a symbol. His brow was not visible; it disappeared aperture made by Blücher to blow up the bridge had been stopped up, was Pygmalion, who was making gargoyles for cathedrals, fell in love with agent Javert; he shot him with a pistol. I, the person who is speaking people to whom she was indebted made "scenes" and gave her no peace. "See here now! Art thou coming?" CHAPTER III--EFFECT OF THE SPRING the abysses of the universe! must be very beautiful when there is water!" They breakfasted at the 1712. This palace was a genuine seignorial residence. Everything about And he added in an aside, to himself: "Here I am a duenna." sufficed to make a world crumble. which are combined all the material elements and into which no moral with a sort of joy that she would be ugly. up behind me. I recognized all the men whom I had seen in that town. "Is buried," said Jean Valjean, smiling sadly. name of Paradise. The two old men had gone to fetch Cosette from the fruiterer's in CHAPTER III--LOUIS PHILIPPE ineffable rays; the Luxembourg, the prowling young stranger, Cosette's CHAPTER I--THE ZIGZAGS OF STRATEGY He put his pocketbook back in his pocket, then he called Gavroche. A fortnight passed thus. Marius went to the Luxembourg no longer for the Cosette's bedside; he watched there motionless, waiting for her to wake. fragment of blue earthenware which had fallen in the grass. All at once found, I believe, in St. Augustine,--'Place your hopes in the man from night! One goes out. Black as ovens, indeed! And I say, Monseigneur, and I shall stop. The sun is beautiful, is it not? I had myself wheeled Revolution is the vaccine of Jacquerie. "To sit on." Jacqueries are earthquakes of the people. little hard of hearing. Enlarge encouraged them. Théodule." Saint-Merry, the insurgents were raising that clamor which has become a Being." Jean Valjean was able to believe that he had succeeded, and that no gentle, and addressing the smaller:-- "Yes." occupied the heights of Beaujon, and whose undulating line was visible exists no doubt is, that Sister Simplice, the sole witness of the still passing slowly and regularly back and forth overhead. have been read, had there been any one in his chamber at the moment, Rome sets the example for these things as well as for others. said:-- concealed himself, and went down the Rue des Postes, towards the region Napoleon turning round abruptly, despatched an express at full speed to her nose. Lieutenant Théodule stood before her, making the regulation by these contradictions in the attitude of problems, which seem corner. The apartment was deserted, and nothing was stirring in it. encountered him, a joyous sound became audible. And he pointed out to Éponine, across the tops of the trees, a light her soul a marble which she named Jeanne d'Arc. Two of Louis Philippe's other, by means of a certain way of turning his phrases. Obviously, a M. Madeleine had retained his seat near the fire, pen in hand, his eyes that Dorante turned Géronte; he has indulged in his frivolities also, invented parables, going directly to the point, with few phrases and Jean Valjean had never, in the whole of his long life, known anything of result of the whole was, in the midst of human society, as it is now heedless; and he is not. He looks and is on the verge of laughter; he is "Rest easy." old beast! I was not earning more than thirty sous a day. They paid me out with weeping. The corners of her mouth had that curve of habitual to come and inquire for a Pole or an Italian, or even a Spaniard, towards the door. Jean Valjean, armed with his bar of iron, walked petticoat. Although this woman was doubled up and bent together, it Aunt Gillenormand surveyed all this with her imperturbable placidity. result had been Favourite. She met her father from time to time, and he She no longer felt any fatigue. From time to time she raised her eyes having, like Briareus, a hundred hands to extend in all directions to The prioress's face, up to that moment troubled and clouded, grew serene and of all the other songs which he was fond of singing on occasion? We A voice replied:-- capacity of a soldier. This was at Toulon. Their business was to go at it resisted solidly. It is probable that it had just been opened, "The dead must be obeyed. To be buried in the vault under the altar of hearing any sound, he thought Fantine was asleep, entered softly, and battalions under his hand. _The right wing_, as Charras says, _was Thénardier installed himself on a tufted chair, picked up his two "Anything I like?" "Fours." Gavroche elevated his nose above his shawl. Quand la grosse boule roula. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. the piles of the mill on the bridge, now demolished. The two bridges, longer there. rush of cold and piercing air penetrated the room abruptly, he closed create aged youth. They assumed the poses of wise men. They dreamed of "Hold on," said he, "I'll give you the rope to boot." "What, my dear child, a day's leave of absence! Three days if you like. yet begun. He ought to have drawn back, to have modified his strategy, At this point they heard a grave and tranquil voice say: "I am wild," replied Grantaire. likewise, for the first time in his life, with his hands behind his "Fire!" replied Enjolras. obtained was leave to place a P in front of his R, and to call himself convalescing, and that he appeared to be happy, she experienced a streets. A few streets away, the shock of billiard-balls can be heard in Jean Valjean, overcome, stammered: The day had begun to dawn. Fantine had passed a sleepless and feverish Quiot repulsed; Lieutenant Vieux, that Hercules graduated at the and God no longer suffice; they must be eked out by the Postilion de While the Bishop was watching him, the old man spoke: "Thank you," he neighboring carrefour, dominated by the pediment on which could be read: Affiliated and initiated, they sketched out the ideal underground. entered his establishment, and had rather the mien of seeking a quarrel Éponine, and Sabinus, and a throng of little gilded goodmen, who played seconds at an office, a false note in church, etc.; this suffices, and He said to himself that he was probably in the sewer des Halles; that if police made their descent on it. This sou piece was one of those marvels "Good gracious, yes, sir, it is twenty-three francs." not know each other's names. Great perils have this fine characteristic, was that, and it was also, perhaps, even less than that. Let us say it his nature, what came forth was harshness. He said abruptly:-- herself heavily on one of the pallets. This abundance of light had something indescribably reassuring about it. full length, and who seemed to be ill. This wagon, all lattice-work, Tholomyès' merry auditors turned their heads, and Tholomyès took black cross, like a huge corpse with drooping arms. A mourning-coach, in of Mousqueton _Beauty_, and the mien of Claude _Majesty_. With the persisted for three years, expending in these explorations the little the warning was understood. No one made his appearance thereafter on one of them which formed the angle, by means of a staircase twelve or under his shirt, which was attached to his neck by a black ribbon. could plainly see the chisel white-hot and spotted here and there with the choir, communicated with the cloister by a lobby. The church was knee-pans showing their integuments, their wounds showing their flesh, Et que, dans notre humble et petit ménage, The reader has divined, no doubt, that Thénardier's pursuer was no other paws of a tiger. "So much the worse." society. The masters were embalmed, the servants were stuffed with intrinsic and essential value of the man who comes with the probable walk. On their return home, he asked Cosette:-- which lay at Cosette's feet. an old man of about seventy-five years of age; he had occupied the see cornice of the wall, there was a martin's nest; the curve of this nest the Luxembourg with his "every-day clothes," that is to say, with a his fault. Listen, honorable judges! a man who has been so greatly Abd-el-Kader, Blaye, Deutz bought, Pritchard paid,--these are the doings contemplate it. If she heard a footstep in the corridor, she closed the the earth is suffering from too heavy a burden, there are mysterious enormous cavity hollowed out in the centre of Paris. There the glance as the tomb. Dante would have thought that he beheld his seven circles liberals were turning democrats. It was a flood tide complicated with of life been established between this celestial little creature and that the assassinated young man was an opulent stranger lured into a trap by others attracted him, because of his great gentleness; he mingled with He refused the cross; he bestowed sous on all the little scamps he came Javert, and then it might have been Javert, without Javert knowing that "It is light, but it has no cover." had been present at the avatars of consolidated three per cents, and he as the least to blame; but he thought of Marius only with profound all that horror. of the Loire, but children are innocent of their fathers' crimes. I Paris, the smokes of battle mounting all gilded above the roofs, At this point the man suddenly comprehended. The expression of his face, or Toulon. The vessels in process of construction are under a bell-glass their conferences. They had twelve black hours before them; they instincts of war which have been repressed, youthful courage which has man, on catching sight from the shore of a hackney-coach on the quay as Where? How? When? No one knew, but it was certain and inevitable. In revolution with a shade. through too easy relations; one must beware whom one admits; in the same "You will hand that bill to the man." "Greenhorn!" said Gavroche. Jean Valjean continued: her away. "Let her not bother me," he exclaimed, "or I'll fire her brat arriving before the closed gate and the porter's pavilion Fauchelevent, have been lost. Friday. due South. Cosette will arrange your books for you, your Voyages of my dear fellow. Don't read so many books, and look a little more at the and as he had no longer Champmathieu, he took Madeleine. through the greater outrage." And the whole barricade clapped their hands. it was not just that Cosette, since she had not taken the vows, should of a hated individual. one of these dungeons, there is a fragment of an iron necklet riveted to their paunches." He noisily violated the pot-bellied drawers of all his suspicious, handwriting is complaisant,--but printed proofs." above these men, an English general, Colville according to some, added. "Nearly six. The half-hour struck from Saint-Médard a while ago." elements. The ocean defends the water, the hurricane defends the still the masters. The pavement was red for a long time at that spot. rather, the only trial, is the loss of the beloved being. Cosette ate with them under the table, from a wooden bowl similar to indistinctly conscious that the pardon of this priest was the greatest unfortunate wretch, to take society at large violently by the collar, poignant anxieties of the thinker that he sees the shadow resting on the invulnerable, sublime--gods and beasts. her own hand in red ink on yellow paper, and which, in her opinion, "Here is what I have." He even pushed as far as Embrun, entered the cathedral one night, He is alone. His name is God. This communicates with the abyss. continued:-- surface,--all this was executed like that which one does in dreams, with gloomy dialogue in which it was he who spoke and he who listened, saying was his real address: Boulevard de la Santé, at the seventh tree from "Monsieur le Baron, I have the strongest of reasons for believing that "Take a look at that man!" On the right, close to the road, was an inn, with a four-wheeled cart artillery; when it is loaded, it suffices for a spark to fall, and the and had left on the floor a few paces from the kitchen table. mind, in the depths of his memory, in that sacred injunction: "A certain The trot of the horse, the bells on the harness, the wheels on the road, insurrection against, becomes an uprising for, sombre masterpieces of fell over his eyebrows; between his eyes there was a permanent, central the place, asked this passer-by:--"What is the name of this spot?" enter into life: the Father is there." When he descended from the grated opening which, on the outside, is two feet above the level of the and you got yourself killed out of malice! To revenge yourself for what been won and ended at two o'clock, three hours before the change of name--Euphrasie?" on Enjolras, an astounding and terrible glance would have promptly shown "I will buy that pair of stockings," replied the man, "and," he added, at the foot of the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean. In that fatal valley, Its tempest sometimes proceeds from a grimace. Its explosions, its days, discount, suddenly made prices fall, which reduced the daily earnings to saw a sou into two thin plates, to hollow out these plates without "No." miracles as seems good to him. He had constructed that charming Cosette, about something else. he doing? Why does he not come?" He soon rose again and resumed his march. He went out of the town, there he is in the open air. If you wish to go out, you will be obliged which returned, fell upon him like an ice-cold shower-bath. The hovel was so dark, that people coming from without felt on entering M. Madeleine went to see her twice a day, and each time she asked him:-- "There's the whiffle-tree broken, sir," said the postilion; "I don't finished, she began again; this restored her to a true perception of clamorous cries and indulging in lavish and exaggerated gestures. king, there remains the man. And the man is good. He is good at times An honest man would have been terrified; this man burst into a laugh. then you will pass years in a dungeon, riveted to a wall, groping for replace the ancient locks on the doors; we have them, and it is only the had habits, he had none. He sauntered. To stray is human. To saunter leagues." neck, and which Sister Simplice had given her. _The child_ (aged six). I told Alix that I knew my French history. She Martin Verga. how this half-light is to be created and of what it should consist. This room was in a state of perfect calm. Here and there vague and handsome eyes because he has wit. If Jehovah himself were present, he She jumped out of bed, threw on her dressing-gown, and opened her no other inclined plane, no staircase; and they were near the spot, proposed to her. with M. Madeleine; all that he had foreseen during his night of fever He died when he had no longer his angel. The thing came to pass simply, "Do you designate who is to remain." goal, without once flinching in the line of his advancement and his The candle, on which a large "stranger" had formed, cast but a dim There, moreover, lay the difference between his tenderness and the turned and looked at the door. his wife's mouth, and feigned astonishment when the _stolen child_ Enjolras cried: Cosette made no reply. "Neither do I know you," responded Laigle. thrusting before them the urchin, who retreated, but did not flee. Marius fixed his despairing eyes on that dismal house, which was as miserable little creatures being in that garden. If the superintendents "Exactly; here it is," he went on, straightening himself up. So there now!" to leave some trace, for it was the idea of a "member of the Institute, lawyer; you know the proper point." Marius took the pistols and put them Jondrette's; the dog is, at times, no less terrible to meet than the collar, Javert at the corner of the intersection of the streets perhaps. basement of the church, and no one can enter there but myself, and I the improvisation of the ebullition. Hold! take this door! this grating! National Guard, on being pursued by a crowd armed with clubs and foils, friendship, and clinging to each other, they assumed English poses; the to her feet with one bound, like a spectre springing from the earth, indescribable courageous despondency. lofty stature, clad in an iron-gray frock-coat, armed with a heavy woman; in them lies the whole of heaven. Guelemer's huge, coarse fingers, and continued:-- She was beautiful and lovely; she could not help agreeing with Toussaint choose well. Even incomplete, even debased and abused and reduced to the a trench ten metres deep; after having, in the midst of land-slides, and find at the time, learned the significance of those four capital Jesus Christ. Louis XVI. was merely a king. Let us beware of God! There in the world! In any case, Monsieur le Maire, this is a question of Cosette." He opened the valise and drew from it Cosette's outfit. is subject to these tragic epilepsies. With that malady of progress, bombs falling in the English lines, and there embedding themselves in all in a flutter, had looked only at their young master all covered with and packages. Perhaps there was some connection between that wagon and who are thrust back pass the Austerlitz bridge with the hearse at a run, to create a fleet. The idea was a good one. But let us consider "Now," pursued Thénardier, "sign it. What's your name?" was heard to open and shut again. The flash passed, the night closed in again; and where was he? He no "Will you sell them for five francs?" went on the man. "Hello! And I took it for an enormous, enormous dog!" such a pick-axe with the idea, such a pick with ciphers. Such another or charges. If you are redistributing or providing access to a work CHAPTER III--EFFECT OF THE SPRING distresses; but what can they do for him? They sing and fly and float, Suppose the soil dry, and the artillery capable of moving, the action While Gavroche was deliberating, the attack took place, abruptly and "The tavern-keeper is there," said Montparnasse. communicate it to each other." It is not easy to understand what they a Russian soldier. He bowed to the very earth before the mayor and left concerned he made that also, but as a secondary matter, and in some let itself go at random. Then it abandons the insurrection to itself. might not be heard rattling silver, a hundred-sou piece escaped from his Thénardiers' door, was a toy-shop all glittering with tinsel, glass, The barber in his shop, which was warmed by a good stove, was shaving This silence on the part of Jean Valjean covered Fantine with darkness. dreams of the sleeping man beneath him, and awoke him with a start. researches, he had succeeded in learning many things, and, from the Athwart the unhealthy perceptions of an incomplete nature and a crushed Cosette was ugly. If she had been happy, she might have been pretty. We With the aid of time, all points grow dull. Marius' wrath against 67 (return) [ A short mask.] have broken your leg. Now, if you will permit me, we will converse gossip about him, for the reason that there were no neighbors. They are taken from the galleys and confronted with the pretended poor innocent seven and fifty years of age; it was a life which had been depths. A whitish speck flattened against the rock does not prevent the persons for whom plants have souls. The old man had toiled all day over is human; I say, error is love. Ladies, I idolize you all. O Zéphine, O milk and her heart with anguish; the little one, hungry and pale, beheld It was a shovelful of earth falling on the coffin. rosy, proud, dazzling. "Father," she said, "how do you like me in this countenances chatter. One looks at them and one knows them. the thorn cudgel snapped and threw out sparks to the middle of the past, had become so confused and distant to him, that what Cosette told "It's all right," he resumed, casting a glance at the beggar-girl, as of the fatal insurrection of June, 1848, the greatest war of the streets "Like yourself, I belonged to the French army. I must leave you. If they of talking. The most curious were baffled by her silence and the most out of my way. What if I were to go on as far as Richefeu's? Let us have with vacillation, a crack is possible in the immutable, judges are but their unclean refrain with redoubled gayety; it was a highly spiced and being present in the galleys in the person of that Champmathieu, present obscurely, in the human community, and which history has noted only could not be distinguished, dropping, at rare intervals, words which white." in getting himself appointed mayor of one of our small northern towns; her little ones, with the profound trouble which a nest produces on a negative sign with his head, as though replying to some question which and places the boor at once on the same footing as the monk: a little spinster had seated themselves with their backs to each other, and were possessed no secrets for him; the sphinx babbled all her secrets in his de la Chanvrerie, and I'm going back there. Good evening, citizen." The old man, without raising his eyes from the ground, made up his mind unanimously selected and stepped out of the ranks. the sewer. This chamber rag, of which Watteau would formerly have ambushed in the attic windows, and at the window on the first floor to which makes of the Parisian woman something so charming, so deep, and so bass. the mirth of good dinners. No zeal, gentlemen! Grimod de la Reynière the confines of a small district and had been spread abroad through die; who had played the spy even in his agony, and who, with his elbows face, had about him at that moment something of the antique Themis. something limpid, brilliant, troubled to a certain depth, and gloomy "At the Barrière du Maine there are marble-workers, painters, and inside and a thicket on the outside. Armé when his anxiety was lightened and by degrees dissipated. There are and absolute duty. deed; and sheltered from heaven and from men the three poor sleeping a knock at the door. archbishop. They had stopped crying. age to understand, they might have gathered the words of this grave man. him, and he endured this adoration with a sort of melancholy gravity. which is so complete and so picturesque, which was spoken by Jean Bart, Enlarge M. Myriel had arrived at D---- accompanied by an elderly spinster, it, reached to the level of the first floor, were mistaken. The fact is, who was still drinking with the carters. The husband replied by that had. However, this sceptic had one fanaticism. This fanaticism was neither a must have been very thirsty: for the children who followed him saw him by the judge? Oh, great nation of Italy, thou resemblest the great When Marius re-entered the redoubt with Gavroche in his arms, his face, arriving at the culminating point of the crest, ungovernable, utterly it, but she spent five minutes in gazing at it, with her tongue hanging together, their fetters clanked, their eyes glared ferociously, their joined her. She had gone in search of Cosette at her husband's orders. their happy life resuming its course. At certain hours, everything seems Bishop was still there. He followed him, and exhibited himself to the her mistress. Mademoiselle Baptistine did not even speak. She confined sufficiently potent to charge all nature with its messages. of the Pantheon, where so many adventurers twine and untwine, but in arranging them on the mat, drew the blanket up to their very ears, then At the hour of civilization through which we are now passing, and which century? Is it philosophy? Certainly not. The work of the eighteenth One morning it came to pass that M. Gillenormand spoke slightingly of going on. singular again instantly. So you are going to be perfectly contented in and as bold as fire." to God. she had not heard. This man, without uttering a word, had seized the "Well," resumed Marius, "I would give them all to find that man once creature!" "I would rather be called Alfred," said the officer. Here is their dialogue: the universe, and so also do its cock-and-bull stories. Its laugh is the refuge at Pradeaux, near Beausset. Then he directed his course towards Let us behold in Waterloo only that which is in Waterloo. Of intentional Rue Plumet, a deserted street, an isolated house, an old rotten gate on BOOK SECOND.--THE GREAT BOURGEOIS "What is that?" demanded Favourite. And he was seized with a fit of melancholy. He gazed at his pistol with have a brother who is a curé, and his name was something like Pontmarie security to his virtue. Thus, in spite of all his reserve and all his it is mingled with blame and excuse, thinks itself wisdom, and is often The door of the garret had just opened abruptly, and allowed a view of At that epoch, Father Gillenormand was well past his ninety-first What was that cess-pool which had venerated that innocence to such a mouth. The realities of the soul are none the less realities because be the end of all things for him; that on the day when that name made Naigeon for myself. The good God is good for the populace." the wrongs are not increased by them. While carrying Marius' "duds" An idea, a flash, crossed Marius' mind; this was the expedient of which Zi zi zi belonged to the Academy, which the comedian Molière had not been able himself, were printed for the first time. _"Insurrection."_ Workmen assembled at the corner of the Rue de Bercy, "Set out?" again, never to speak to her again, to no longer have anything, would be around them had fallen into a hole. They lived in a golden minute. There Father? The Jehovah hypothesis tires me, Bishop. It is good for nothing by the thought of a soul that is taking flight. conquerors. It is because revolution cannot be really conquered, and On the following day, at the same hour, Jean Valjean came. "Yes. Ah! my poor Bahorel, she is a superb girl, very literary, with had taken up their position on the Carrousel; cannons were descending If we place ourselves at the point of view of the "statesmen," after "Quick, cartridges, _para bellum_." slang. The painter who says: "My grinder," the notary who says: "My The spot where Javert was leaning was, it will be remembered, situated "I am in the habit of being polite to every one. Go away!" entered this house all day, nor all the evening, and that I have not of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be which the various levels of the water remained long marked by these grandfather much, as the latter's gayety and cynicism repelled him, and "Shall we not make each other's acquaintance?" stammered Fauchelevent. "You have suffered much?" "No," said the priest. severe towards myself, all the justice that I have done would become rainy night, it was to his own brothers that he had played the part of great one, Jeanne's, still held out. of inward conflict. At last she appeared to come to a decision. Hardly had he concealed himself, when he perceived a light through the "Hold!" said he, "and what about that poor woman?" failures; no more money, private fortunes rendered uneasy, public credit Here, for Marius, there was a strange reversal of situations. What The conventionary opened his eyes again. A gravity mingled with gloom pointing out to her the vintner's basket on the wall, and saying to her, piece, which was quiet while its service was in course of This miscarriage had its consequences, however, which were perfectly of tumult of events to the sombre roar of ideas. I shall be! What is it that you are going to do to-morrow evening? tell _The Mother_. How is that, my child? ACTUAL, DIRECT, INDIRECT, CONSEQUENTIAL, PUNITIVE OR INCIDENTAL DAMAGES to you." CHAPTER VI--A CHAPTER IN WHICH THEY ADORE EACH OTHER while unlearning them they learn this: There is no vacuum in the human The darkness was complete. It was the sepulchral moment which follows heavy rule of Saint-Benoît. The burden is implacable, and remains the plain, and he drank more milk than wine. A child could make him give hermits by day and cut-throats by night, that clumsy mill which turns the sand any more but the little blades of grass at the wayside. I partition, almost unconsciously; sometimes revery examines, observes, in the morning?" All at once, he heard a shout behind him; it was the portress Patagon had on knee-caps, and he said, "What has he got on his knees?" He is a open the door of a station-house. Javert mentioned his name, showed his silver, precious stones, coins. If a giant had filtered this cesspool, other pre-occupations. and sudden crumbling of the earth. Add the typhus, with which the Enjolras, who was standing on the crest of the barricade, gun in hand, of a prison. The Bishop had had all this ironwork removed, and this door It occurred to him to glance over the wall which he was skirting. His words tumbled over each other. The goodman talked with a rustic Innocents." combined silence and sound, of the statue of the commander, but this "Do you love me?" cesspool, extracts mirth from foulness, whips up the squares with his from the darkness an indescribably tragic accent. The goodman This little being is joyous. He has not food every day, and he goes to Jean Valjean began to comprehend. Thénardier took him for an assassin. Translator: Isabel F. Hapgood The child returned. He brought back the paper. The host unfolded it altogether. swallowing a tongue very fast, or a hundred sous very slowly." less in love with the unknown musician. Each one dreamed that she was entering churches at nightfall. He liked to go to Saint-Médard, which is constituted the whole battle. The wings of the two armies extended to How did M. Fauchelevent come there? Why was he there? What had he come air, the King defends Royalty, the democracy defends the people; the had a wrinkled brow, flabby cheeks, pinched nostrils, teeth from which five-story building which separated the two court-yards. walk, in silence, with their pistols in their holsters, their swords in At the same time that there is an infinite without us, is there not supplied his place. up that disastrous mass to the eager Prussian cavalry, and aided the Immediately after having laughed, at Cosette's graceful command, when no debased,--that is to say, the people. They wished to elevate the people. "It will not be opened at all," replied the usher. from him good service, better than his own; that, otherwise, if his "Why is their bread so bitter here?" in not arresting him when he positively recognized him in the Rue de uttered that cry; they could not believe that that tranquil man had been receive me either." in my carpet-bag." had me under his foot, and who could have avenged himself, and who owed "Poor mothers!" he thought. "There is one thing sadder than to see one's impassible externally, she had said to herself: "My father has settled Two arm-chairs were placed at the two corners of the fireplace. Between winter, before we came here, we lived under the arches of the bridges. which were a little rounded, and his great fists. augmented and grew to madness. embe un bouen fromage grase,"_ as in upper Dauphiné. This pleased the about the country-side, and caused great consternation. Marius wore crape on his hat. That was all. "What is the matter?" he said to the Thénardier. When M. Gillenormand lived in the Rue Servandoni, he had frequented All those places which you no longer behold, which you may never stood in his eye. lingered behind it on the brow of that angel? The spattering of a At seven o'clock on the following morning, Marius returned to the hovel, Moreover, and we must not forget this, interests which are not very gave the large one to his brother, and said to him: possible? When I reflect that yesterday I was so tranquil, and so far distinctly defined. It was a pointed arch, lower than the vault, which was old; his white hair contrasting with his blackened face produced a happy that his conscience finally took the alarm. He saw Cosette every with a smile. of external facts? Does any one think that Alighieri has any fewer sarcasms, a sort of electric spark which took fire nearly everywhere at There comes an hour, nevertheless, when the gale breaks that sixty-foot curious and fruitful than the study of slang. It is a whole language behind the table on which the man of the Rue des Billettes was leaning as the reader knows, happened from time to time, at very long intervals. been filled and that there was no more water in the cistern. 33 (return) [ A game of ninepins, in which one side of the ball is It was here that Jean Valjean stood. was of the highest, since she spoke thus familiarly of so great a lord, "Is there any one here?" shouts Cabuc. a ladder suspended along an old penthouse with straw partitions. A young are justly or unjustly attacked. The same cannon, pointed against the "Oh! yes, forbid me to die. Who knows? Perhaps I shall obey. I was on perform: the restitution of the six hundred thousand francs to some one "What was it?" Thénardier warmed his feet. in which his father had given and received such tremendous blows of the from Napoleon, and Napoleon exclaimed, "Infantry! Where does he expect "You shall not escape two sermons," he exclaimed. "This morning you had "What person?" were unintelligible because sobs broke the voice of the younger, and the This was perilous. There was a post at the Royal Printing Establishment. the depths of his thought, lost him and found him again in a fatal mist. was already made, and Father Madeleine had become Monsieur Madeleine. made him shy. He chose none of them for the excellent reason that portion of the ruin which has remained standing. The fence has a gate, suddenly become a sort of athlete, and placed his robust fist on the exactly at the point where the gap which he was meditating would have "I am uncomfortable against this post," replied Javert. "You are not according as it was the day of fanaticism or of enthusiasm, there leaped poet to a hero, and he admired a book like Job more than an event like and trumpet bursts of Jondrette. This added a touch of genuine wrath "The soldiers have!" thus parodying without being aware of the fact, The first to arrive at the garden railing halted, and waited for the see each other. Besides, what was the use of seeing each other? Marius that moment. It was because, of all the tortures which he had undergone me in love with him. No sooner is he gone than he is loved. This is an Cosette learned that she was not the daughter of that old man whom she gazed upon with joy. which we distinguish there one of those which vanish? The ideal through the greater outrage." made a part of his bourgeois popularity. He had no heart. He went out sheet-iron brazier standing in the fireplace, and filled with burning Saint-Denis on the one hand, and between the Rue du Cygne and the Rue There are many hills to ascend." forward. His old art of escape rose to his brain like an illumination. Let us explain who this M. Marius was. You call me _sir!_ You do not address me as _thou?_ 'Get out of here, stop to this sort of public order. Does any one wish to play at would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat Folded arms toil, clasped hands work. A gaze fixed on heaven is a work. men, by Saint Peter; to husbands, fathers, children and servants, in "Father, I accuse myself of having been an adulteress. country-side had selected, with a sort of affectionate instinct, among desire on the subject of the Faux family. You are aware that he knows handsomest attire, she is crowned with white roses, her hair is brushed volunteer, with grenadier epaulets of red worsted; the soldiers of the accepted, punishment claimed by souls which have not sinned, for the Gillenormand was a sort of twilight soul. Prudery is a demi-virtue and a and simple elegance, and without affectation. She wore a dress of black occupied with divers and troublesome matters. He broke stones and construction; and, quite certain, since Marius had received no warning, "So you mean to enter this house?" mysterious block of which our life is made, the black vein of destiny his rent; in the second, being near Faton's shooting-gallery, he could For several hours, Javert had ceased to be simple. He was troubled; that Thus passed several years. Thénardier augured well from the fact. One body, her prayers and her toilet. "I thank you, sir. I am composed, I am a man, I witnessed the death of not fallen off." The horse belonged, as Scaufflaire had said, to that small race of the spoons which were absolutely necessary. Now, it was the usage of the The pallet on which M. Leblanc had been thrown was a sort of hospital been lying flat on their stomachs behind the line of paving-stones which there are no fortunate. he loved, the old man who seemed to be her father, those unknown beings, Zi zi zi