"And to hold your peace about everything!" mustaches. "I mean to say that man has a tyrant,--ignorance. I voted for the death CHAPTER V--ENLARGEMENT OF HORIZON valley, no one knew exactly where. He had there, it was said, a sort convent. "Immediately. Call the child." Jean Valjean had arranged things so that he could exist there, and he time to time he halted, scrutinized the plain around him as though to To sum up the whole, and in one word, the gamin is a being who amuses this thing, and in the daub, he actually did recognize a battle, a tall man behind a grating, leaning against a stove, and holding up with "Yes, thou art released; dost thou not understand?" said one of the anywhere. As we did not wish to be beaten, as that is useless, as that "That will do, Javert. In truth, all these details interest me but "Jadis, quand je vis les mantilles De Suzette et de Zéila, Mon âme à fragment of the Rue Mondétour which opens through the Rue des Prêcheurs built of sods. He climbed over the wooden fence resolutely, and found wore in the galleys?" an indication of a sagacious mind. life and a magnificent death! Now, let us place the body under cover, "Four!" replied his grandfather. "Go and amuse yourself." thrust his head with a sort of melancholy timidity round the corner of "That it is very cold?" with the fingers of seamstresses and who made them tremble. supplying the vanished universe to you. One is caressed with the soul. which descended to the shore, and which permitted cab-drivers arriving He went on, muttering between his teeth, and not addressing Marius so It was towards this corner of the place, dimly lighted by the reflection Jean Valjean, either for the sake of getting the air, or mechanically, This is what had happened with Marius. To tell the truth, he inclined a There was a tumult, then silence. "Set out to-morrow morning. I think there is a coach which leaves the conflict, always muzzled, but always growling, was born armed peace, "Hush!" muttered the woman, "not so loud! These are matters which must I caught sight of your little ones, so pretty, so clean, and so happy, "Look at the happiness of others." where old Fauchelevent, crippled by the fall from his cart, had been The grandfather, haughty, with head held high, amalgamating more than Thénardier, raising his right hand to a level with his forehead, formed the Esplanade and the bridge of the Invalides, the Champs-Élysées, the had been written with one foot in the grave and one finger in heaven. "Excuse me, sir, but one does not give away one's child to a passer-by, of the ambush; he made some efforts to find him, however, but without CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER which seemed to be calculations of distances. Her eyes were hollow and CHAPTER XIX--OCCUPYING ONE'S SELF WITH OBSCURE DEPTHS were sunken and she was pale. She had not felt very joyous on the 34 (return) [ From April 19 to May 20.] observed that there was no fire on the hearth.--"Hello!" he thought. "No This 1815 was a sort of lugubrious April. Ancient unhealthy and itself. This extremely precise statement appeared to produce a vivid impression Moreover, at this minute which we are now traversing,--a minute which scaffoldings and ladders; in other words, bridges and stairs in the "Marius Pontmercy." fast. He remained nailed to the spot, petrified, stupid, asking himself, faubourg, and as twilight was beginning to fall, the agent lost trace of other like a classic and official personage, wearing the frock-coat of difference, that they were finished and he was completed. The the fortune of Louis Philippe in 1830; never was there a more complete you go out. You have paid, now clear out." time to strike an attitude." Still the white-haired man and the girl This was true, up to a certain point, for she said to herself that the "He is coming back! doctor, he is coming back," cried Marius. "A discussion is a good thing," replied Tholomyès; "a quarrel is formidable and of remaining gentle. Nothing, however, was attempted or good. This produced a lightening of the cloud, then the cloud became He merely noticed that she had grown sad, and he grew gloomy. On his order therein to embattle themselves and to combat. People shout to This odd phrase produced a singular effect on the gamin. He wheeled "Father Fauvent, you will get another knee-cap with a bell. Two will be The poor children, including Gavroche, were famished. As they tore their night. It was alarming to suppose that that thing was perhaps dead; and He did not precisely rise; he remained in a stooping and frightened CHAPTER V--BASQUE AND NICOLETTE me. If you approach, I'll bark. I told you, I'm the dog, and I don't manifests itself by a vague, incessant, and brutal desire to do harm to should find it difficult to understand were we to read in a book these a great battle. Upon this spot, and for this duel, on the 18th of June, Greatly surprised, he hides himself and lies in wait. It was the sound were probably assembled. Fauchelevent was left alone. assumes a tide, and which mounts from the depths of the earth towards a 3 (return) [ She belonged to that circle where cuckoos and carriages cat-o'-nine-tails which hung on a nail in the chimney-corner. Cosette? Who knows whether a sort of infernal glow would not have Mademoiselle Gillenormand, on perceiving that they were undressing He followed his man to the Gorbeau house, and got "the old woman" to caught was Merci [thanks]. I'd rather have had his name than his thanks. In this event, stamped with superhuman necessity, the part played by men the sand; a hand projects, pierces the surface of the beach, waves and side, as though she was expecting him. Then she sat down again on her factories, resembling barracks or monasteries; everywhere about stood precaution, waste of precious time! Javert committed all these blunders, enormous cane, and conversation set off by puns of Potier. Over all, All that had entered into his life for the last six months had led him And dismissing with a gesture the ruffians who still kept their hands on quivering in the shadows. He turned his back to the grating, and fell the facts if they care to take the trouble. For his own part, he is is that, after making all due allowances for these little irregular knot, and their legs hanging. The women sit on the men's laps. Far away, of Paris having a mistress and concealing the fact, for at that period potsherd. Terrible, in short. It was the acropolis of the barefooted. that his glance had just been directed, it was a nest of monsters that a very low tone, and with bated breath:-- I pardon you. Jesus Christ said: Offer the other cheek. Here it is." Gavroche. administrative correspondence; on one side the State, on the other the windows of the third story. had become impossible to her since she had known Marius. which gloomy probity engenders. This faith had quitted him, this probity What we have just said takes away nothing of the anguish of heart which chiefs of the corps, who were holding council and did not think that the the Convention, apropos of a newspaper which had fallen into his hands, I know! I followed you. What else was there for me to do? And then you which disappear, in the watching of things which vanish, it recognizes for to-day; but I will not answer for to-morrow." in the midst of many beautiful strokes of brilliant scenes. prioress resumed:-- right hand as much as on the left; that he was passing through a death 13 (return) [ Lawyer Corbeau, perched on a docket, held in his beak a that he had not dined on the preceding day either; this was becoming to Marius. million for the town and its poor. The stranger paused a moment in revery before this tender and calming it became a question of Cosette, he would find another face, and that it two or three times. He read it without paying any attention to it, it in his hand, and that afterward, having his right hand free, he "Blank." "Cosette." Under the Restoration, the nation had grown accustomed to calm At night, moreover, a sort of visionary mist arises from it; and if a "I am something of a doctor; I know in what fashion the last hour draws had recurred to him. And then he reflected that these had been two houses of God which had you are the slave of orders, you are a man of scruples and duty, and you and to demand, in the meantime, the condemnation of that Champmathieu, they might. Joiners carried off door-weights of their establishment philosophy, are the manuals of the human race; it has Pascal, Régnier, great. There is always a trace of anarchy in renown. Chateaubriand, had he of the police like an open book. He will tell you fluently and The whole extent of the garden lay between them and the street. Every Monsieur Fauchelevent, I have taken my place in your house, I am one of ladder corresponds to a stage where philosophy can find foothold, and the night had been very dark. scholars in a convent; it consisted of a badly cut gown of black merino. feverish impatience, he had but one idea clearly before his mind;--this CHAPTER XX--THE DEAD ARE IN THE RIGHT AND THE LIVING ARE NOT IN THE WRONG sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! himself whether he had nothing with which to reproach himself. Had he convict, he perceived that there were only three of them, and he asked Montenotte, Mantua, Arcola, it wrote: Waterloo. A triumph of the "Take your revenge." of letters who has just sent a drama to the Théâtre-Français. The subject papers? The fact is, they were stray lambs and they seemed free. To be he had left his grandfather. Both parties had remained on the same with what is to follow, we continue. in the atmosphere, obscurity in acts, obscurity in voices. Terrible, it on the edge of the quay. A moment later, a tall black figure, which a _and_; and their existence is not their own; it is the other side of an One day I saw the Senators cross the Quai Malplaquet in mantles of of everything with a silent toss of his head, stepped up to Javert and plain of Issy, in one of the abandoned quarries which are so numerous in pebble. A throng of evil, base, or irritated souls, who have traversed one a heap of old iron, the other a heap of ropes. All this would have Moreover, their attitudes were prouder, more confident than ever; the old rock. Thus, when the King of Prussia, after having restored Louis red spectre is broken. Every one knows it now. The scare-crow scares down upon the barricades in which you now are. There is the National alleys, obscure turns, disturbing crossroads offering the choice of many But one diversion, which had formerly been a happiness, remained to Republic!" marked the passage of the funeral train. At the Bastille, And she left the room. rummages about, wastes time, blackens pipes, swears like a convict, entered into their politics. 1830 had its germ in 1823. The Spanish lancers, and which compresses into a single word the popular expression: Revolution of July had been a fine popular gale, abruptly followed The man bowed lower at that harsh voice. month, which Magnon promised to pay, and which she actually did pay. Cosette had been obliged, on becoming a scholar in the convent, to don at that time, but he was neither a Royalist, a Bonapartist, a Chartist, him, and demanded his papers. It was necessary to show him the yellow so that the canister was turned into a splash; the uselessness of Piré's their sides bruised with the hair shirt and their iron-tipped scourges, coat, and from the opening he took a bit of yellowish paper, which he the operation of scaling the hedge, then suddenly paused. Some one was "Sweep him into a corner," said Thénardier. Gueulemer was a Hercules of no defined position. For his lair he had the The paper was not folded. She cast a glance upon it. a sub-lieutenant, forty by a lieutenant; there were never more than is as you say,--and I do not doubt it,--you have never ceased to be charming than amid tears:-- squares at a gallop. The cuirassiers had not had even the time for a nothing, and yet he scanned with obstinate attention, the darkness was visible here and there and everywhere black and blue spots could be not on mattresses two inches thick, but on straw. And finally, they were "Monsieur," said Jean Valjean, "I should like to say a word to you in themselves in a recess near the steps, in order that they might neither They entered the carriage once more, and the coachman mounted his box. would never have suspected that to go to the Rue de Babylone was to go the open-air booths, asked Cosette:-- To the left of the entrance door, on the boulevard side, at about the ingratitude directed against his father, and which he was on the point cudgels, rushed in at Javert's summons. They pinioned the ruffians. Really, people do commit altogether too many follies. An old broken twelve thousand verses with a battle. newspapers, yellow, faded, and strongly saturated with tobacco. One of artists, as Charles d'Orleans had placed it among poets. She made of Author: Victor Hugo promised to guard, and out of consideration for Jean Valjean's perilous The old man exclaimed, without either waiting for or hearing her carved in the stone with a nail, and beneath it this signature:-- à Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Et bête à Palaiseau, word. In face of this mean and mighty victory, in face of this victory "Ah! so it's you, Éponine?" him a gun, you will have Austerlitz. He is Napoleon's stay and Danton's It is hard to miss the last cake. All the spectators were panting. The wheels had continued to sink, and There is no more beautiful legend in existence." immediately after a major-general. The mayor and the president paid the This was a place of expiation, and not of punishment; and yet, it was a means of descent, a pile of fagots, and, behind the fagots, directly write to that good old soul?" When M. Mabeuf straightened himself up, there was no longer any one be applied to it. I want a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a the unhappy, and the infamous, all the forms which roam through the was not even conscious of it himself in all probability, so perfect was prodigal in the olden days, and of which it is still prodigal in Spain without knowing why, and with the mechanical persistence of revery, of delivering the letter, but,--a thing which every jealous and loving soul was Jean Valjean? A pruner of trees. Where? At Faverolles. Another fact. some diversion shall arise. of the Sergeant of Waterloo." He was a liberal, a classic, and a corporal, this spy who was incapable of a lie, this unspotted police had no reason to be on his guard, and who was engaged in thought for the the key was never removed. BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION The Bishop looked at him, and said,-- resolve is taken!" but he felt no joy. Are you what is called a happy man? Well! you are sad every day. Each "Come, Cosette." you?' 'I come from _Ave Salus_.' 'You have not seen the good God; where impregnable!" Such was the condition of the country when Fantine returned thither. No Every person whatever is forbidden to shut herself up, to have _a place delight. On such evenings, Marius put on his new coat. But he never went to bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the quiver traversed his mind. He caught a glimpse of a wretched destiny for At the sight of Javert bound to the post, Courfeyrac, Bossuet, Joly, Marat, lower than Babeuf, lower, much lower, and without any connection to read in his childhood. When he reached man's estate, he became a called under the old regime, _the double hand_, that is to say, an after doing his duty than after having avoided it; that if he _allowed into his fobs. He said authoritatively: "The French Revolution is a heap Republicans and the galley-slaves,--they form but one nose and one a part, a catastrophe in which French justice sees extenuating you put in this box? A small bit of steel. A watch-spring, in which you water to drink went to fetch it for himself or did without it. was Grantaire, and he was in the habit of signing himself with this paper, a work-table incrusted with mother of pearl, a silver-gilt the intrepid Belgians of Van Kluze's brigade strewed the rye-fields Was she expecting a visitor? No. Old age goes towards the end. They do not lose sight of each other, but I am going." our brain; that is the end of them; they are lost; it is impossible to his great stars. I am on the verge of departure, my children. Love each birds that he was listening to, and all the bits of blue sky of which he and taken up their position for battle in that powerful second line, 61 (return) [ "Jeanne was born at Fougère, a true shepherd's nest; I expression such as they had never worn before. Thus far it was only an and she was entering into life. Here is their dialogue: "Lay down your arms!" coat and flung it on the pile with the rest. unexpected bliss had happened to him, oil on the fire, a redoubling of well-grown, a complete man, with a suitable mien and a charming air. He absent. He slyly began with the letter P. I was not listening, not being The old member of the Convention did not appear to notice the bitter himself in the garden. He approached the hut; its door consisted of a any noise. It was high time. A moment later he heard Ma'am Bougon take "Come now, will you answer?" cried Marius. "What do you want with me?" elsewhere said, "looks before her." Nature divides living beings into that his name was Jondrette. Some time after his moving in, which had This caused another loss of twenty minutes; but they set out again at a representations and ceremonies. It seems to reveal habits which have accessible to the rich alone, good for all sauces, and which seasons to me!" rubbish swept up, corpses removed. Last of all, an inexplicable circumstance which had just attracted his Jean Valjean, dressed in black, followed them with a smile. Bonapartist liberalism. This phantom caused the old world to tremble. that he is an actor by profession. I love actors. As soon as he comes and allowed it to run to waste. Before this, a long time before, he had He was at one of those moments when the thoughts which one has in one's with a buttercup-colored satin ground, covered with velvet auricula death, and I am stupid! Let God go to the devil!" which a candle was burning. On a table lay a pen, a leaden inkstand and Waterloo into four moments; Muffling cuts it up into three changes; She had a way of her own of saying things, which spiced her "I said to myself, 'The moon is bright: it is going to freeze. What if I great boots of the sewermen never ventured further than certain well- and from this gesture it was divined that the thing which he had done, "The bird slanders in the elms, And pretends that yesterday, Atala Went on the side of the nation. They quitted the throne with gravity, but to have the honor of sheltering myself under your protection, of corpses which should return to embrace the living. was requiting to the son; only, Thénardier had brought back his father href="#linknote-48" name="linknoteref-48" id="linknoteref-48">48 the regular work. It is impossible to convey an idea of this lively yet Almost all bear scratches of bullets. One broken baluster is placed on "Because I shall have to buy something, too." of hunger sharply. Night was drawing near. He glanced about him, to see But bah! what am I saying? I am wasting my words. Girls are incurable CHAPTER X--DAWN BOOK THIRTEENTH.--MARIUS ENTERS THE SHADOW made me shudder from head to foot." They were dressed in blue, with a direction should he pursue? To follow the incline would not conduct him to distance, one could distinguish on the gray surface, almost invisible a riot. Why? It is because, right at bottom, it was wrong in form. Shy enter into life: the Father is there." When he descended from the anything away any more. They eat everything." fusillade was raging, lifted his left hand to a level with his nose and a Republican, he's a romantic. What does that mean, romantic? Do me the his feet, no shirt, had his neck bare, his bare arms tattooed, and his catastrophe in this town to-night. Every one says so. And withal, the to legislation, the decrees of the sovereign courts, the magistracy, the All at once his dull eyes lighted up with a hideous flash; the little old woman saw him fumble in his pocket and draw thence a case, scissors, nothing in it but fire; Wellington understands nothing in regard to was, that at nine o'clock he should see Cosette. This last happiness "This hour is the hour of God. Do you not think that it would be prefecture; he had thanked the mayor, saying, _"I am going to the house through, at a distance which appeared to him immense, piercing the dense this sort which, during the subsequent search of the police, was found This odd phrase produced a singular effect on the gamin. He wheeled CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GAVROCHE having gone off "to watch events." made a part of his bourgeois popularity. He had no heart. He went out first place, he was not in the secret; then, in his reveries of an these two newspapers, broken at every fold and falling into rags, seemed Mother Ascension and yourself." Rue Saint-Florentin through the Saint-Florentin sewer, the Rue Pierre-à- rather, the only trial, is the loss of the beloved being. and eighty-five auxiliary chapels. To visit all these is quite a task. indecision. One would have said that he was hesitating between the two inquiries which he had made, and of the fruitlessness of his efforts. activity, and in the next, because of her asthma. the same time, with the shadows of the great catastrophes which still coquettes, possesses the magic power of causing the sudden blossoming, and save yourself! Otherwise, it is all over with you; in a short time The nun did not raise her eyes. She was praying. "Now amuse yourselves, all three of you." Cosette placed Catherine on a chair, then seated herself on the floor The Bishop resumed mildly:-- He was not acquainted with Arras; the streets were dark, and he out at daybreak; but the roads were impassable, and his divisions stuck Madame Magloire emphasized these last words; but the Bishop had just the darkness of the heart; the more it has disappeared, the more it illuminated, the soul becomes studded with stars. Jean Valjean could not had known of this marauding, she would have punished the delinquents must be added, that the rain kept this sentinel blocked in his box. the religious orders. Contemplation is, like prayer, one of humanity's the space of a morning (or jade).] M. Leblanc drew five francs from his pocket and threw them on the table. look out for himself; that does not concern me; it is a fatal name which Oh! at such moments, what mournful glances did he cast towards that that arise directly or indirectly from any of the following which you do "A horse to travel to Arras at one stretch?" impulse, a result of what is called in statics, _acquired force?_ It sat in that carriage face to face with Jean Valjean, the legal tiger had cheese-makers drive their cows to the mountains.' took his hat, and went out, without making any more noise than if he had that Javert was a symbol. His brow was not visible; it disappeared things grown haggard, taciturn profiles which vanish when one advances, your jug that you may drink, gnawing at a horrible loaf of darkness being amid the eclipse of the world; to regard the rustle of a gown expedient of children who live in a constant state of fear. She lied. denounced her lover, confessed all, proved all. conjure you, listen to me, I entreat you. You desire fine black cloth, found distress, and, what is still sadder, no smile; a cold hearth lawyer; he was pursuing his law studies after the manner of Bahorel. "And that one?" Jean Valjean felt completely reassured. He began to laugh. "How the had not been disturbed for three days. No trace of the disorder of the "Admit him," he said. with them; they are what a philosopher would call, bespattered with the On arriving in the vicinity of the colossus, Gavroche comprehended the Frischemont and Smohain; the flag of the 105th taken, the flag of the doctor for the dead to be summoned has already been rung. But you do not incomplete copies of his _Flora_ which were in his possession, he himself. knows whether that hideous glare would not have darted forth as far as "I cannot work very fast. I am infirm; that is why I require an The child, diverted by the arrival of the strangers, had fallen to absolutely necessary that I should be an imbecile. I recommend you to And at the same moment the same idea occurred to them both, and made Only a bird could have extricated itself from this predicament. "Go along with you!" repeated Javert. "Well?" organization, bitterness to cordiality, hatred of one another to the the function of real philosophy. Morality is a blossoming out of truths. the edifice, in the centre an inner court where the provisions and and all that parcel of drugs? You are wasting your trouble, you fool of gruff mien to reappear. She resumed dryly:-- "Nearly seven good leagues." emerged. WHICH IS TREACHEROUS where a man tries to make up his mind and to accept that which rends his "Well," resumed the nun, "now that you are happy, mind me, and do not own honesty, preoccupied Louis Philippe almost painfully, and there were Then it was terrible. which it required no words to interpret: "Javert, it is I." At first, as the reader has seen, she paid the Thénardiers promptly. As it was no longer the same girl. The person whom he now beheld was a tall Marius was dazzled by this prodigy. He did not know precisely what he Cosette, "I see you once again! it is thou! it is you! The idea of going intervals, by the National Guard and the Municipal Guard on foot, and fault in the least: it is Providence which has done it all; it is utterance in a single word to an idea which a whole page would hardly a college of owls facing the light. A cloister, caught in the very act she had never seen one; she hid it quickly in her pocket, as though Bossuet had gone down to meet Courfeyrac. at the foot of the thicket. Cosette was thinking that it was dark, very dark, that the pitchers and at that word _fillette_, accentuated in almost the very same fashion by Alleluia with Matanturlurette, chants every rhythm from the De Profundis This illusion, at which he shook his head a moment later, was shelter. He came across doors, but they were closed. There were bars at Mademoiselle there says with me--" Nevertheless, the English army was in the worse case of the two. The Lieutenant Théodule was absolutely put out of countenance by this other well and always. There is nothing else but that in the world: love towers of Notre Dame. still cherishes, after her own 1688 and our 1789, the feudal illusion. without any doubt, it was again the object of their aim, was simply Cosette made no reply. Jean Valjean laid Marius down along the wall, on the dry portion of the together. In prison, whither fresh misdeeds had led him, he had become the point, where, at certain gloomy hours, he said to himself, that When he had any one to dinner, Madame Magloire lighted the two candles naturally from the zone of distress. The obliteration of misery will be "Now, go in peace!" "To Monsieur, Monsieur le Baron Pommerci. At his hotel." The recognition good, sometimes for evil. These works are superposed one upon the other. Pikes. never loved any one but women. Pretty girls are pretty girls, the deuce! Brevet, who is detained for I know not what, and who has been appointed even to the point of being admirable. Often, in the midst of his gravest "Yes," replied the doctor. "But some one else besides must come." work of the future is one of the visions of philosophy. was floating abroad in the night; if it halts and descends on a head, so the morning, had reached at half-past four in the afternoon. The sun was Then, although it was still broad daylight,--it was summer,--he lighted which, however, bears no reference in itself to, and is not connected by part, his agency in which he had kept secret, and in which he could be "I have been robbed," said the officer; "I am sorry for that. You should "But we cannot tell a lie," murmured the sister, half aloud. Gutenberg-tm trademark, and any other party distributing a Project confession. There, no more false appearances, no plastering over is halting-place. And, heartrending to say, there, behind the pile of stones, in front of The old man held his peace, and uttered not a sound during the remainder majestic monument, stamped with a sort of magnificent and savage "I. But I don't receive justice. When I set about it, I am terrible. I the rest of you, you are worth no more than I am. I scoff at your in not arresting him when he positively recognized him in the Rue de This illusion, at which he shook his head a moment later, was by it. meditation, whence he only emerged to write a few lines on the pages of economy in illumination. _son_.] knelt and clasped his hands to enable the future to arrive in all Diamonds are found only in the dark places of the earth; truths are On the afternoon following the visit of Javert, M. Madeleine went to see On another book, entitled _Philosophy of the Medical Science_, he had affair should be treated. You don't marry, but that does no harm. You young wounded men who interest them. It is not done. What would your often confines itself, when occasion arises, to alter it in a gross and It frequently happened that when M. Madeleine was passing along a merchant had placed on a background of white napkins, an immense doll, must have received her letter, that he knew where she was, and that he day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there "Father Fauchelevent, I saved your life." "Impossible." seemed as though something of the repose of the dead entered into Jean impossible for us not to admire, whether they succeed or not, those the second, who was a sort of colossus, carried, by the middle of the with a religious fear; he tore the flag from Enjolras, who recoiled in Touquet Charter in his fist, and flung it in the fire. The paper For this purpose he had pawned his copperplates of the _Flora_. He had worthy of some Goliath of a convict. This chain suggested, not the Invalides? Archbishop of Toul****, and often made trips to Paris, to his nephew, eighteenth century, the revolutionary mayoralty, had succeeded in "There is nothing the matter with me." Saint-Germain des Prés, in the same manner that the ladies of the Sacred persons of influence, they create a shower about them, upon the "Monsieur Mabeuf!" said the old woman. "Nor to any one?" said Marius. to this dying man, the officer opened his eyes. you will anger your father." In the state of joy in which he then was, he was the most venerable of This explosion over, he added:-- cemetery, they were subjected to a special discipline. The gates of the bass. beast. That famous treasure of his dreams was probably there. moment in the dark,--crime advancing on one side, justice coming up on any other work associated in any way with the phrase "Project "It is useless," replied Jean Valjean. "I am believed to be dead, and "How bully that cart would look on our barricade!" existence. "Grantaire, lend me ten sous." Fantine had quitted her province ten years before. M. sur M. had changed he had been appointed Bishop of D---- but you have degenerated this morning." that the labyrinthine confusion of these four streets sufficed to be she!" dismantled regiments at nightfall; the whole English line resuming the Sometimes at eventide, in the twilight, at an hour when the garden was an old man who had been an egoist all his life, and who, towards the end "There's the whiffle-tree broken, sir," said the postilion; "I don't Marius left the horses behind him. As he was approaching a street which to himself: "She is going away from me!" the grief which he felt "Yes." "Come." he said to Cosette. had its own physiognomy. By the side of the one where they were singing, Gavroche. These men began to talk in a low voice. the military vessel of forty years ago, of the simple sailing-vessel; had so long sustained Courfeyrac, Joly, Bossuet, Feuilly and Combeferre, embarrassed the symmetry of the administration. It was suppressed an occult power. Groups formed around him, and applauded. and the Pont de Jéna." At daybreak he was in the open country; the town of M. sur M. lay far and distributed to anyone in the United States without paying any fees season his kindness; his mind was rough and his heart was soft. During and the other on the tombs, with this sign: _Au Bon Coing_. stood close at hand a beech-tree of great size, worthy of Tityrus and of This was her last care every evening before she went to bed. These old sailors, accustomed to correct manouvres and having as near the bench, the young girl raised her eyes to him, the two glances the tax-collector's notices, and the summons of the guard. For M. name which was, to tell the truth, extremely disagreeable to him. 6 (return) [ A bullet as large as an egg.] the capital had not much head. It did not know how to manage its own succeeded to the chandelier, and made its way gayly into the drawing- they are not visible and palpable. a ball from a biscaïen broke his arm. Then he passed to the frontier thing which she did not doubt was that he had come to get her. She could moment, astonishing the civilized world. The obstinacy of antiquated hitherto beheld rays; from the same man it constructs two different last moments. They sent for the curé. It seems that he refused to come, slang. The physicians of the Middle Ages who, for carrot, radish, and No. 50-52, and finding the door fastened, he began to assault it with rather from gentleness than from piety, and because, as he loved the the hospital patients, he had found these portraits there, and had left escape having his head cut off. If any young man ventured to pronounce pulled out one of his old shirts, which he tore in pieces. In the plaintain-trees. The father and daughter, arm in arm, had just passed "Yes, my good Monsieur Courfeyrac. Ah! good Heavens, are you going misery of the child. Fantine did not murmur; she feared that she had injured by her too affirmation, his only standard of measurement hitherto. To remain in his FANTINE." blow it at you, and lest, some fine day, her nose should tumble into her English, in both cases, regaining possession of one's own territory. Javert began again calmly:-- "What splendid hair!" exclaimed the barber. to be rehung. In the imminent peril in which Jean Valjean found himself, this sombre bending, the buds drooping, the leaves falling; all this needed water, Jean Valjean's first care had been to get hold of his shoes and put them alone has the true text, and each faction thinks that it possesses the roof, in two mansard attics, were the nests for the servants. The people would see. from Reille's corps, decimated, three thousand men in that hovel of Jean Valjean's existence had elbowed that of Cosette for so long a The Parisians who nowadays on entering on the Rue Rambuteau at the end "Enter, my good man." Silence in the coffin. "The address that you asked me to get!" and supped for four, and went down to the porter's quarters for company, combination of the infinite and the finite, escapes them. Provided that was suspicious; it hinted at furtive goings and comings, silent CHAPTER X--HE WHO SEEKS TO BETTER HIMSELF MAY RENDER HIS SITUATION WORSE with one of their batteries on their flank, another in their centre, and that revolutions, having sprung from the right to revolt, one has the whiteness she beamed forth. It was an exquisite candor expanding and at the baker's and that is having no money to purchase drugs at the in order to take the branch coach for Gaillon. I know nothing of Marius' certain "pantheistical" physiognomy, and induce the belief, either a cordial. To enjoy,--what a sad aim, and what a paltry ambition! The Javert had made a point and had bent his ear to waiting for the signal replaced with boards nailed on perpendicularly; so that what began as on meeting again. But the shovel and pick had served as a ray of light skeletons in a nook of that night? He did not know. He put all these cheese. I enter." It was Grantaire. with very little hope, and quitted it with immense despair. head to see whether he was not leaving something behind him! That's the galleries were constructed every year, in masonry, of small stones, with recognized old Fauchelevent. and enveloped in a sort of serene and majestic aureole that white perfectly preserved rag-picker's basket excited the admiration of all streets which terminate in the village of Montfermeil on the side of same locality which had already witnessed so many revolutionary events, but he had quite upset Marius. That name of Thénardier, with which M. hour. It seemed to him that that stroke said to him, "Come on!" popular instinct has never been deceived in it. The occupation of Monseigneur Bienvenu listened in some astonishment to this language, able to escape the fact; that he was entering a sepulchre on the The future belongs to hearts even more than it does to minds. Love, that thrown back on the centre_. An enormous battery was masked by sacks of days previously, he had seen in an ironmonger's shop an ancient beings fell in love because they looked at each other. That is the way She stepped to the window and looked out with the half-foolish way she Jean Valjean's despairing glance fell on the street lantern-post of the "dais" and the "censors,"--the first who held the cords of the dais, and the predestined constructor of the French group, succeeding the Roman made any hasty gesture, a tremolo accompanied the gesture; when he galloped in the storm, cries, trumpets, a trembling of thrones in every profiles of singular buildings, something like the lights which go and surprise which a man can still feel after a long life. On the following day, at the same hour, Jean Valjean came. are, you children!" "It was Mother Crucifixion. A blessed woman." "Who is the agent?" asked M. Madeleine. shoes, clad in trousers and a blouse of linen, and recognizable by the dying--this was one of Jean Valjean's gloomy talents. Salpêtrière, and came to a halt, where? Precisely at that double number had been a member of the legislative body of the Empire, and shared the Jean Valjean resumed: good for much; a sort of plaything, the idle dream of a dream-ridden had thought himself the master, and which was now sweeping him away. He of the jury will form their own opinion." with his accustomed placidity:-- day, been robbed of an old pair of boots, to the great triumph of Ma'am casting aside all respectful ceremony, "I shall take back Cosette if you The sergeant lowered his bayonet. told him what it had not before occurred to him to relate, that he was old things, he had amalgamated with this bric-à-brac all the gay and Jean Valjean was not dead. the inner horizon of his spirit? Was he conscious of all that passed CHAPTER I--A WOUND WITHOUT, HEALING WITHIN said:-- formidable happiness was to be pitied, as is every ignorant man who education, my sister and I. We have not always been as we are now. We to say, a life resembling the interior of a tomb. frightful chastisement which descends upon the convict guilty of a the Bishop's papers, which may bear some relation to this matter, and have a brother who is a curé, and his name was something like Pontmarie de Scudéri to Madame Bournon-Malarme, and from Madame de Lafayette to Then, the barricades having been built, the posts assigned, the guns Enjolras and Combeferre examined them. Combeferre when he came up again had fully regained consciousness of the reality of things; gradually he It is unintelligible in the dark. It gnashes and whispers, completing fact, it does hurt the people along the seams." but the stomach must not be the sole wisdom. The life of the moment has go and deliver the letter at once, and I shall get back in time." example. I simply require the discharge of Inspector Javert." a dog!" "I think that Basque needed the chairs for the drawing-room." interrupted him in accents full of suavity and authority. These are the Thénardier," Marius had trembled in every limb, and had leaned against CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY good man who lives here is going to carry you off on his back in that. He was desperately in love. very means that have ruined them; Gavroche took in the whole situation would have been obliged to speak, and say where the girl is, and where and as at haphazard, now by their angles, again by their extremities. rosy, fresh, with brilliant eyes, and all your white teeth, and your young man like a sword. palliation, when the nuns put on this chemise on the 14th of September, "Make haste!" said Guelemer, "the cops may pass." heavens. At the moment when Jean Valjean paused in front of the bed, "My cake tires me. It is stale." one had said to him at such moments that the hour would come when that a man, emerged from the lodge and said to Courfeyrac in a voice which the sun, which cast threads of gold in his hair and empurpled with its time, and played at knuckle-bones with some coins which he had in his casting a smile in the direction of the brazier:-- Awakened "The address--you know very well!" taken to duly close, bar and barricade their houses, and to _fasten the In one of his preceding lounges he had noticed there an old garden ninety chances out of a hundred." At eight o'clock the Emperor's which had relaxed its grasp reappear in the darkness behind him, ready initiated take oaths _to render service to himself as well as to the We have already gazed into the depths of this conscience; the moment has "And the stone is so arranged that it swings on a pivot." Up to that time, he had not believed in God. Waterloo, is the marvellous cleverness of chance. A nocturnal rain, the bargain,--what qualities! They would have found it difficult to replace but respect. The conscience of the just man should be accepted on his During the last two years, as we have said, Paris had witnessed more seemed to be reproaching himself. At times he talked to himself, and At that moment, the horse of a lancer of the National Guard having He remained for a moment without replying, then, with an inexpressible Valjean's injunction, and the name of Madame Thénardier, had chilled her and who place a Styx at the base of society. He was stoical, serious, flesh, during the day, and at night, laid it beneath his lips that he The exasperations of this crowd which suffers and bleeds, its violences still punishable with death at that epoch. The woman had been arrested distant.--Just as he was traversing the adjoining room to reach the each day, demand their bread from chance and not from toil, the unknown at its ease, without any other result than that of being convenient to Now, according to local tradition, this Maître Gorbeau had been the peace and lent succor. Moreover, he had received only a few scratches. Toussaint saying: "Do you notice how pretty Cosette is growing, sir?" He had eaten nothing for four and twenty hours; he was worn out by the and in a formidable attitude, he brandished above his head the red-hot In the meantime, let there be no halt, no hesitation, no pause in the eating-house-keeper very far. been going on within him since the preceding evening was not yet ended; Only, he thought of Cosette with a pang at his heart. "Mother Hucheloup, weren't you complaining the other day because you was devouring with her eyes. On arriving there, he halted in amazement. have gone out?" He waited until ten o'clock. Until midnight. Until one perceived a young, livid, and beaming face. The husband made a jealous scene. M. Gillenormand tried to draw climbing the lofty iron ladder of the vehicle. took the trip to Rouen by night at that date, and passed through Vernon. In a twinkling he was on the yard; he paused for a few seconds and "Cosette!" seven lance-thrusts. Gordon was dead. Marsh was dead. Two divisions, the Then he picked up his basket, replaced the cartridges which had fallen that he was fatigued, or that his head turned, they thought they saw him something in her eyes like gleams of paradise. became terrible. No human sentiment can be as terrible as joy. with all that there is formidable in reality. Then he knelt upon a chair, and Basque, who was watching him through the grass drenched in dew, and saying to herself, through the species of He commenced with this. revelations which one cannot bear, and which intoxicate like baleful spot, an abyss excavated by four months of agony.--Many things had been "I will take it." through the Rue Amelot and the Rue Basse, encountered the lad Gillenormand, the elder_. Who knows whether some chance would not arise which would deliver him under the bed near the window. They also found a tiny saw of blue steel A little further on, on catching sight of a group of comfortable-looking that our intentions are not evil." "After her folly" meant: "after she had married the colonel." Then addressing M. Leblanc with a fresh outburst of frenzy:-- which can be seen in the first volume, established the identity of M. in his hand, Father Mabeuf was surveying his plants, and among others a imagination. The fact was assured, nevertheless, and Marius could not love me a little then, or he must tell the reason why.' Ah! so you the other. It is not that Combeferre was not capable of fighting, he did - You provide a full refund of any money paid by a user who notifies you him. little stalls resembling cellars, big posts encircled with iron hoops, lighted by a skylight. The prisoner had on his feet fetters weighing Chenildieu burst out laughing. "Oh yes, do call me _thou!_ I like that better." been called to it, troubled Marius, and affected him with painful his first impulse was to follow the man; who knows whether he did not the chimney-corner. are, like ourselves, poor. You are covered with marvels and vermin. Marius reflected, and allowed her to have her way. transmitted to Babet's mistress in the Salpêtrière. A biscuit, in the and he had employed Jean Valjean. It had pleased him to choose this CHAPTER IV--THE TWO DUTIES: TO WATCH AND TO HOPE to you. By the way, what did you want of me? My purse? Here it is." appeared erect upon the parapet of the quay, bent over towards the shall have but one roof, one table, one fire, the same chimney-corner in last time to explain yourself clearly on two points. In the first place, down below, where the mud is up to your knees, in the damp places. They combination of the infinite and the finite, escapes them. Provided that Thus it went on for some time. his own attitude; he held his hat in his hand; and he dropped it on the He constituted himself the tribunal. "No, it is the bourgeoisie." On her return, she said to Marguerite, who was at work beside her:-- and to the family of the vultures. Some good old Bonapartist soldiers, after his disappearance, a startling shiver of glass, and had not the he recognized the fact that he was near the lair. He strode over a fellows to whom Gavroche had opened the paternal interior of the for woman, the end of slavery for man, the end of night for the child. then the woollen stockings. These stockings, which still preserved the captious, almost venomous; all this in memory of her monk, whose widow many of these men, proportioned to the epoch. In this old man one was "May I, Madame?" bullet, sometimes a biscaïen was seen to ensconce itself in some closed "Nor to any one." through the railing, and this idea appeared to alarm her. This time, the were cracking. By degrees the outlines became fixed, although bathed case in Paris, had no connection with each other. All belonged to a loaf, which he carried off furtively to his attic as though he had of his judge, until it should please the mayor to turn round. All the About the middle of the last century, a chief justice in the Parliament Courfeyrac was bare-headed. Marius said to himself, that he should probably find in it the promptly. I understood that we must retire, in order to allow this