flight; nor Wellington, giving way at four o'clock, in despair at five; chair beside the buffet, with drooping head, and glassy eyes, in utter On arriving at Fantine's chamber, Javert turned the handle, pushed When they arrived on the grand square, however, the man pointed out to think of her so intently that she is constrained to think of you. one thing to be done, to jump into this cab and follow the fiacre. That with his breast bent over the table, his head lying flat on his arms, him:-- us. The head which does not turn backwards towards horizons that have fluttering, dainty, coquettish, which did not at all prevent their M. Madeleine had been there for an hour. He had been waiting for Fantine It was no small matter to reach that glade. By the beaten paths, which in movement in the streets which were not visible, the intermittent battle, particularly on the side of La Haie-Sainte, it was abrupt and the real word for it,--placed him on his shoulders once more, and set He relapsed into silence, then resumed:-- door of the priest should always be open." wished to retain her features for eternity. nothing, let me carry you to a bed. They will dress your wound; one does thy mouth. Listen! before thee, there was never a creature worthy of the dissolving; the regiments would have broken up immediately there. Fantine stood aside from the door and stared at him in amazement as he preceding; he read:-- have a father and mother? I almost doubt it. On the day when I gave that And a tear trickled slowly down Enjolras' marble cheek. He attained the opposite end, then came back, and this time he The grave-digger stared at him in amazement, and replied:-- de la Chanvrerie was like a cloud in his memory; shadows that were himself to be taken to the ball at Sceaux by Courfeyrac, Bossuet, and "When I get rich, I will have my Cosette with me;" and she laughed. Her at that. He did as great leaders do at the decisive moment, which they already sounded by two bores, is furnished by the layer of green clay month when Napoleon was crowned. Pope Pius VII., who had performed the that it pleased her that Marius should die. And then, it was clear that the Saint Bernard denominated of the poor Catholics, a certain good is very cold! it is true; he had on his cloak, at least? he will be in order to earn four sous a day! And you have to work fourteen hours a "Nobody there! Rue Saint-Dominique, No. 17, no Monsieur Urbain Fabre! and was the last to enter; and then ensued a horrible moment, when the so it was let for forty francs a year. There was every sort of thing "Monsieur, you did wrong to try to jump out of the window. You might sovereign, sells, buys, regulates, promises and compromises, binds fast De Goblet fils c'est ici la fabrique; The sorrow which he felt was the sorrow which he would have felt in the We'll go and have a drink together presently." His head was burning. He went to the window and threw it wide open. was disappearing under the erasing process of new buildings. To-day, table. of the Empire; the style, I think, is natural, laconic, and may have point. the grave. I shall follow; that is my business. I shall have a hammer, These general symptoms which presented themselves at the moment when it And he laid the hundred-sou piece in his hand. the world, he was elbow to elbow with them, he was, in some sort, the audible in the corridor. priest is a very good thing. Then you do not require me to pay?" the rapid gliding of the rats. One of them was frightened to such a Nothing more wild and solitary than this garden could be imagined. There you have nothing to tell me about it either. Jean Valjean killed the soon as they become aware that they are growing attached to this object, frightened. "Have you come from a great distance?" went on the man. face, with its bristling hair, its eyes fixed and staring, and its After the expiration of a few moments, do what he would, he resumed the Romorantin or at Montbrison, and which to-day, having become classic, is of dying. was rising behind that dome and had the air of a soul making its escape focus. Facts form one of these, and ideas the other. the other end of the square, and that what took place in the vicinity of work. Quick, a revolution! The good God has his hands perpetually black else; to come every evening to the Rue Plumet, to displace the old and missing bits in the inlaid floors and the glass in the lattice windows, society in its entirety, was personified in him, Javert? Thénardier rose in an unpretending manner, went to the fireplace, shoved authority, sacred tradition, legitimacy, religion; and they go about gold torsades alarmed these shadows, the Marquis de C*****d'E******, is to say, the belt-sewer. But here the question again came up--should how many youthful abbés bear on their heads Perrette's pot of milk! nude on the ebony, great Christs of ivory; more than bleeding,--bloody; Marius could not doubt that it was really she of whom they were in our house, that we are! Waterloo was against the English." it to Madame Magloire. tradesmen. He wrote and sealed a letter, and on the envelope it might From a purely literary point of view, few studies would prove more compassionate and relieve. That which exists was for this good and rare be content. Thus I should have remained Monsieur Fauchelevent, thus I The Parisian societies had ramifications in the principal cities, Lyons, At the same time, he had a redoubled attack of shyness. On emerging same in the case of all lovers. Thus, Cosette never objected to any of Cosette shuddered, and pressed close to the old man. "Go on, nevertheless," ejaculated Thénardier, and he continued to smoking, and singing coarse songs on the preceding evening, he had barbarians, and they were saviours. They demanded light with the mask of it. their digestion accomplished. How agreeable that is! I do not say that radiant shone that little angel at the bottom of her heart. She said, The veins in his temples throbbed violently; he still paced to and fro; "What is your age?" CHAPTER VII--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE ORIGIN OF THE SAYING: DON'T LOSE THE CARD "Has not Monsieur le Baron perused my letter?" that mesdames our grisettes play on us. Roland gets himself killed for BOOK FIRST.--THE WAR BETWEEN FOUR WALLS Quince] is open.' I carry him off, I get him drunk,--it does not take "He is," said Enjolras. equal aptitude for handling the sabre or the musket as a soldier, or explanation, that Jean Valjean, after the Champmathieu affair, had been shadow, and Javert of stone, and in that vehicle full of night, whose justice, and the crime of the law. Now, after the galleys, he saw the "What does your Madame Thénardier do?" bliss, said, apropos of I know not what incident: It was clear that it was she. Marius felt his heart stop beating. "You, Mr. Mayor." stone long enough and narrow enough to cover a man. This road, through which Cosette had passed, excluded for him all with one movement he plunged his hands, which were enormous, into the reliquary painted on one side only. Ecclesiastes says: 'All is vanity.' order of arrest and the command to produce the prisoner. playfulness of the kitten, and all this grace ends, with the bourgeois, "No." Cosette, I should have the idea that I was in the same house with her. of cross-roads called _de service_, which was afterwards suppressed, on spiked sixty pieces of ordnance, and captured from the English regiments Is not one pardonable, if one at last refuses! Can the inexhaustible Reprends ton sceptre et ton char, "The soldiers have!" thus parodying without being aware of the fact, the Place de la Bastille, near the basin of the canal, excavated in the to God. Je restai tout pâle et je crus en Dieu! still read on the wall in 1848. And, becoming suddenly serious, she gazed intently at Jean Valjean and foot. The Encyclopedia, in the last century, was a mine that was Nothing in the aspect of the family was altered, except that the wife over a wall, crawl through a window, and pass through a door. You can Cosette recoiled. been crying, the children had probably been beaten; traces of a vigorous time--ripe and celebrated beauties then, and sung by Voltaire, the [In all this and athwart this celestial maidenliness, and without either and sent to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation at the a chair near his bed, and he always carried the key about his person. Azelma. the people of Queyras!" which is let loose upon mankind; history is full of the shipwrecks of this slime. There was water on the surface, slime at the bottom. He must He was cold; he lighted a small fire; it did not occur to him to close visible. "Hey? What did I say? Duds! No money! They are all alike! By the way, never went out alone, and Toussaint, surprised at such a commission, crimped plants, with large leaves of pale green cloth, lizards, beetles, form a precipice. Like the prophet, he was in the belly of the monster. Marius, and with modesty in Cosette. They said to each other in low Break a pane of glass!" here. What happiness!" Cosette rose, slowly made the tour of the garden, walking on the more cowardly, and all the more monstrous since it had come after the Let us mistrust the unexpected. Let us not be caught unprepared. We must Then she departed. "Now, defend me against my husband." is he who will not see! It was Bonaparte who said it. and dreamers, some indefinable support which the latter themselves the door. It was Mother Gerbaud, with her little one in her arms. My on in France by progress, it pushed on the monarchies, those loiterers farms rise where there was nothing; wretchedness disappears, and sometimes. Then everything rises, the pavements begin to seethe, popular "Ah!" is to say, crime; a nail, that is to say, liberty. Brujon, of whom it The termination in _mar_ has been added recently. whistling going on in his ears. As he approached the bench, he held "There now," he grumbled, "is something that will search the earth and a But the first family that comes to hand does not suffice to make a wretched that I will part with it." M. occurred to her. There, some one might possibly know her and give her "Perhaps he is no longer in the coach," he thought, as he rebuttoned the in vain; he did not die. He was haggard and angry. At Drouet d'Erlon he hands in his aged and wrinkled hands: He made a sign to Cosette to draw near, then to Marius; the last minute She re-entered the lair. aqueduct of the sewer is formidable; it interlaces in a dizzy fashion. defend oneself against those brats. They take hold of you, they hold you "Rather!" grinned the ventriloquist. upon my visage every day! every day! And I should have communicated to Montfermeil (Seine-et-Oise). He is said to have profited by this each day, demand their bread from chance and not from toil, the unknown "Eh! eh!" countenances, in masks; making France fear Europe and Europe France! Although Monseigneur Bienvenu was far from being a politician, this is, When he had, not without difficulty, repassed the fence, and found Athenian in the matter of beauty, and Roman in her greatness. Moreover, day, this road cut the crest of the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean between there before him, in flesh and blood, the hideous galley-convict, Jean and resolution, he blessed his love in the depths of his thought, and joining in; the younger branch is condemned. Let us return home "In the best way I can. They let me alone; but I have not many him a trace of inward fermentation which was on the point, no doubt, of A man entered. "That's true," ejaculated Joly, striking into the dialogue, "an old goat The man followed him. people who are continually avenging their wrongs, who accuse everything they say at the court, I file off. If you don't find papa and mamma, filched the winning number in the lottery; you have gained the great contentment which she did not even perceive, so gently and naturally neither a footstep nor a human murmur. The walls were bare, the chamber prowlers of the barriers, Kruideniers, alias Bizarro, Glorieux, an of the enormous size of the source; in all these breaths permeated with Fantine, which lay extended there. He remained thus, mute, absorbed, which modify everything, even the conditions, formerly narrow, of taste past, he had been gradually emerging from the narrow form of dogma, and francs_. And yet, any one who follows the course of social clinics shakes his Marguerite, and believing in God, which is science. chin, which is a gesture of profound tenderness. the ideal world, who makes of his vision an enormous satire and casts on hundred thousand francs to the father of a family who is out of luck. strolls. his conversation, deserved some special encouragement and ought to be Rivulets of blood flowed beneath him. His aged head, pale and sad, to see her; it is necessary that you should live for her. When you are trial, an incomprehensible preparation for an unknown destiny. This mouth: you hear a breath very near you; it is hers. To have everything their soul, and their wits. They emerge thence, and decamp from their cudgel, knapsack, into the fire. as by lightning, but disgraced. Who was that Corsican of six and twenty? They are clothed in coarse woollen or coarse linen. Not one of them work and an excess of punishment. the Rue Droit-Mur was called the Rue des Églantiers, for God opened convent, speech had been withdrawn from human creatures, and bestowed Polignac!'" "He is following on my heels," said she. The hearse had set out again, and was rolling up the grand alley of the CHAPTER XIII--PASSING GLEAMS his daughter with him, no doubt. M. Madeleine listened to her with profound attention. While she was uttered, the only thing of which he caught a distinct glimpse was the And at a signal from Courfeyrac, the mob flung themselves into the Rue was coming there to live with his little daughter. He had paid her six so long! It seemed to him that he had lost his soul, and that he had white chapel which marks its angle of junction with the Nivelles of the sewer, you would have made me remain near you. I was therefore It was a perfect festival wherever he appeared. One would have said that passers-by would spit on his tomb. This was done. The dead must be thoughts for text these funereal psalmodies filled with the vision of "Ah! you used to call me _thou_," she retorted. There came two taps at the door. faced the Rue Petit-Picpus; the carriage entrance No. 62 marked its would probably have done so and have been lost. Javert explored these As she swept up she remarked to him:-- In the Rue Saint-Pierre-Montmartre, men with bare arms carried about a "The cowards!" people said. "Let them show themselves. Let us see them! About six o'clock in the evening, the Passage du Saumon became the field ourselves once more in the year 1815, and even a little earlier than sometimes said to her, smiling at his happiness in being importuned: "Do No, the fathers. There lay in the inflection of voice which accompanied these words uniforms, who take no part in the fighting; pretended invalids; over it, the crumbling away of ancient fortunes, absence, forgetfulness, the coat . . ." "I shall never see her more," murmured Jean Valjean. And he directed his of you; your conscience? No, your boots." when you are no longer there, you perceive that the streets are dear to found on that plot the torn fragment of a letter on which were still creatures, his brothers in Jesus Christ, his brothers in the people, "Let us sacrifice one day in order to gain our whole lives, perhaps." market-porter, its lazzarone is the pègre, its cockney is the native of afraid, and had fled, or perhaps, had not even returned home at the time WHICH IS TREACHEROUS may be, of Marengo and Arcola, extricated itself from its predicament district-attorney had finished, and exclaimed:-- There was one singular circumstance; Thénardier's manners were not regicide. The mob had turned in through the Rue de la Verrerie. exempts of the guard, when they ran short of children, took those who an angle of the wall offers them a rest to the shoulder; for the lack one does not precipitate himself into the tragic; one does not make troupe suffices neither for event nor for men: among men geniuses are cherub of Ezekiel with the gallant Cherubino of Beaumarchais. receive a refund of the money (if any) you paid for it by sending a nature. His habits of solitary meditation, while they had developed in were emptied, was a calming potion rather than a restaurant. It no At dusk, she went down to the garden. Toussaint was busy in her kitchen, admitted on his recommendation two years previously. He repeated, as the window of the sewer and surveys the Parisians; but even these vermin delicate languor of a swan, and said to Jean Valjean: "Father, what are "Now," resumed Marius, "take me there." her heart; her eye grew wild; she thought she felt that she should not Their trees are full of birds. I would walk with Cosette. It is sweet to which are intended to be insults--beggars, canaille, ochlocracy, They were in the habit of assembling at nightfall, the hour when they athwart its belly, a lath projected from its tail, tall grass flourished lower floor_. The social soil is everywhere undermined, sometimes for repairs, had added what was lacking here and there, had replaced the dead; all at once he shuddered convulsively, and his mouth, glued to not to have had this occur." legitimate king! All cowards who fled before the Prussians and the Napoleon was an artillery officer, and felt the effects of this. The of February, and was singing at the top of his voice. The skilful in our century have conferred on themselves the title Jean Valjean's despairing glance fell on the street lantern-post of the The stranger took up the bundle which he had brought and untied it. This Demandait Charlot à Charlotte. not disgust it; it is so literary that it does not hold its nose before causeway and the boulevard, at the spot where it branches, they heard a from father to son. "Carry those duds away." The honesty of a great heart, condensed in justice and truth, overwhelms movement, seized a pen and wrote a few words at the bottom of the paper Otherwise, it would be superior to intelligence, and the beast would be garden, in which to sleep? Tell me; can you? For money?" great nation!" He was better than that, he was the very incarnation of Grenelle, twenty-five sous. This last was the dearest of the whole husband: "But this is abandoning our children!" Thénardier, masterful come an hour when one emerges from this azure, and why does life go on punished. too gentle, too weak, if we must say the word. This weakness had led him love to the raw soldiers. In the morning I write love letters; in the uttering a syllable. The old man had remained on the bed, and had merely angels was approaching through the gloom. eighty years old; before Marius' marriage, he would have hardly been about these clothes, they "did not fit"; not having been made for those As he had ceased to intercept Marius' visual ray, Marius could examine hair. it becomes terrible. At a certain depth, the excavations are no longer excess of sacrifice strengthens; they no longer cherished any hope, but "When I think that he has dared to come here and talk to me like a the corpse, that I have filled the grave, that I have done your work, of Europe. Add to this the violence so often done to the conscience, the possible pitch of virtue; the innocence which pardons men their faults, a fender; he had fallen in love in consequence of this accident. The and gave the child a louis, saying: "The pear is on that also."19 and to imagine that one can escape from misery through theft; that that The aunt examined the paper, turned it about in all directions, then put Since the Orleans railway has invaded the region of the Salpêtrière, the infractions of police regulations which have been reported to me in he lies down flat on his face, he entreats, he appeals to the side of cultivated land, all of whose angles and detours it followed, ended in Evil One." fall like a ripe fruit. there, on the third floor, in the Rue de l'Ouest." For this purpose he had pawned his copperplates of the _Flora_. He had convict calls himself a _fagot_.--And finally, what name do malefactors to the commune the list of ministers and deputies held in arrest by father's place, and, in his turn, supported the sister who had brought said to Grantaire: "My dear fellow, I have always regarded a woman's galleys." celebrated for the pestilences which had their source there; with its _Patron-Minette_ signifies the morning, the same as _entre chien et "And my boots." Courfeyrac's quarters to inquire for Marius, not for the purpose of it soundly. The republican government demolished and cut through it. These bull-dogs' heads approached each other closely and whispered The first form seemed to be some elderly bourgeois, who was bent and Every day, she looked forward to the hour for their walk with CHAPTER II--ROOTS distant from the pile of stones. He went up to this tree and passed was suffering from cold and hunger, but this was, at least, a shelter to go and get her for me! Only tell me how she is. Did she stand the The senator was encouraged, and went on:-- into the night; you are in love, that is a matter of course, I am his fortune. Although poor, he had had the talent to form for himself, Gross natures have this in common with _naïve_ natures, that they few moments, he had reached the rubbish heap and passed round it. There "With me? Nothing," said he. bearing the inscription _Ancient Barrier No. 4_, a public house, clusters of masked men and women, dragged about on a vast calash, should 501(c)(3) educational corporation organized under the laws of the state no, it rewards you; for it places you in a hell, where you feel God The tumult of his thoughts contrasted with the funereal silence of the and he often returned with two. The sole decoration of the four rooms "Monsieur Javert," said she, "I beseech your mercy. I assure you that If the grain of millet beneath the millstone had thoughts, it would, voices were heard calling from the well. CHAPTER III--WHILE COSETTE AND TOUSSAINT ARE ASLEEP He found the key, opened the cupboard, plunged his arm into it without Javert, who had come up at the moment of the accident, had sent for a travellers in their parts. That inn of theirs is a sort of a cook-shop." all right, let us say no more about it, all's said, all's done, it's all One knows not what one sees. minutes by the Philippeaux slough. The mire bears up more or less, "This is well. But is all this worth the bloodshed? And to the bloodshed The piece which was firing balls was pointed a little high, and the aim count. If combatants are required, they must be provided. It can do no and because she cannot do without you; to know that we are indispensable added:-- he, the son, had made haste to lose that house and field in a bad woman, no doubt." aloud, in the presence of all, the faults and sins which she has years, to a "big girl" of sixteen, who took the head of the procession, tortuous streets. The insurgents' whole attention had been directed, something to eat and a bed? Have you a stable?" then the woollen stockings. These stockings, which still preserved the heaven, and who_, he added, _are happy because they are innocent_, he "It is really our bridal chamber," said the tavern-keeper. "My wife and servants, good table, all the sensualities of life; you have this like meant a provision of cartridges for the barricade. Abd-el-Kader, Blaye, Deutz bought, Pritchard paid,--these are the doings and this fatalist was heard to cast into the darkness this mysterious "We are going to fling the government to the earth." Father Hucheloup was a jovial host. theirs. thought she had heard and seen. She wanted to be reassured and to see contained, under glass, an ancient autograph letter of Jean Nicolas foot to the north, so that, at night, the circulation of his blood Monseigneur Bienvenu, poor, humble, retiring, was not accounted among have travelled twelve leagues. I pay. I wish to eat." Voltaire admired it. He also admired China. I admit that Russia has its discovery in that abyss--who would have dared? It was alarming. "At this, Monsieur le Baron. I am an old and weary diplomat. Ancient ought not to see Cosette any more?" a doctor! Come, he's dead, completely dead. I know all about it, I am clouds, wrings his hands, grows desperate. Behold him in the sand up to where they appeared to melt away. one except in the evening." Et, rosse, elle a vécu ce que vivant les rosses, "Or elsewhere." finished by the nineteenth. He who doubts this is an idiot! The future the trouble of the world!" time--ripe and celebrated beauties then, and sung by Voltaire, the "They will kill you." you are satisfied. Go tell your husband that he boxed my daughter's fear of exhausting his strength. All were awaiting the minute when he absorbed in reflection which had no bottom. All at once she ceased promised so brightly for the future. necessary to control herself. Habituated as she was to dissimulation who stick at a sou, exaggerate the fashions, admire tragedy, despise The exasperations of this crowd which suffers and bleeds, its violences Yes, the enigma will utter its word, the sphinx will speak, the problem Paris, would have been one of these men. Hardly had he concealed himself, when he perceived a light through the Polignac is a rioter; Camille Desmoulins is one of the governing powers. simple impoverishing washing, then, this being combined with the data of him a favor, and one thing petrified him,--that he, Javert, should have tenaciously to ancient words, still called the _porte cavalière_ and the his mind. He had no reasons for anything but gratitude towards her, he where there was a great heap of whitish stones. He stepped up briskly to the garb of the pupils of the house. Jean Valjean succeeded in getting de la Rubaudière, _Sur les Diables de Vauvert et les Gobelins de la "Cut his throat." et cætera_. Come now, is there going to be another revolution? This public lecturers, learned the polarization of light from Arago, grew revolutionary quiver was vaguely current. Breaths which had started bulky, and was contained in a box; only, in order to preserve the box The man drew a large leather purse from the pocket of his blouse, and "Have you your card?" yet more any one who should maintain the contrary. One has only to divined, than the sign of his tavern painted, as it will be remembered, closes them, night. Then his brow decreases, a little hair quivers above week or two ago in the garden at night! It is like the shadow of the hideous depths. There exists beneath society, we insist upon this point, repairing the balcony of the town-hall at Toulon, one of those admirable "I am making a mistake in the beast; he's not a whiting, he's a serpent. directed against Terray and absurd when directed against Turgot. The as the tomb. Dante would have thought that he beheld his seven circles it gives you exquisite joys. Then you grow strong, and you laugh. I am "Was I speaking to you?" After abandonment, straightened circumstances. Fantine had immediately This, without any dissimulation, and also without any exaggeration, is which is displeasing to the people, who have the 14th of July in their acquainted with the streets, he recommenced his walk at random. "Twenty-three francs!" cried the woman, with an enthusiasm which was commonly supposed. just fallen asleep. she had a public letter-writer indite an epistle to Tholomyès, then a the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized of the time for theft and breaking and entering an inhabited house at but continuous. It was the rumbling of vehicles. first man wheeled round, the moon fell full in his face. Jean Valjean often." one looks at its shadow, for the shadow had taken the alarm when Cosette deliver this note to thee is instructed to conduct thee to me. I am "There's no one here." Gavroche moved aside the stones which fastened the net down in front, the great violence of 1772 aroused him. There is no more sovereign was obliged to fight to-day. enveloped himself, would suddenly blaze forth above his head, and that harm to have something with which to strike. Passers-by always have more metonymies, we feel that Villon spoke it. "Berthier has been cannoneer, cavalier, and grenadier." He beheld his good royalist. They really are a very ancient Norman family of the unsheathed sword-cane. Feuilly, with a naked sword in his hand, marched have just said, that no one knows anything about it. In the midst of the of external facts? Does any one think that Alighieri has any fewer Aspasia embarked with Pericles upon the fleet at Samos. One last word. strewn with corpses. her youth had become transparency in her maturity; and this diaphaneity had not seen him, and had jostled him as they passed. Through the awoke with the sun in her eyes, which, at first, produced on her the his grip; and then he tosses forevermore in the lugubrious dreary depths demanded bread, replied to all combatants crying: "Something to eat!" most ingenuous graces of the child; a pure and fugitive moment, which Enjolras bent down and kissed that venerable hand, just as he had kissed being, and become as monstrous as the human heart? Bossuet, Joly, Bahorel, and some others, sought each other out and twilight, Marius could distinguish their livid faces, their wild heads, were, each by the other, as their breath mingled in the struggle. "detestable army." What does that sombre intermingling of bones buried like a cat, and studying him like a mathematician. He had watched him, what is to be done?'--'Then make of it a winding-sheet in which to bury school, then dawning under the name of _the Satanic school_, which Nevertheless, he followed one given direction. everything! Sapristi! how stupid young folks are!" basement of the church, and no one can enter there but myself, and I "Good heavens!" exclaimed a carter who was listening, with a loud laugh; Mésières, two or three times a day, to ask for it. He drew as much as d'Orléans recommended her. Uproar in the hive; the vocal-mothers were old woman fixed a mattress in front of her window on two clothes-poles decide, contrary to all the regulations of the police, contrary to the The soul does not surrender to despair until it has exhausted all sort of sepulchre where there was life, was a strange instant. He between the two situations and the two men. The encounter took place elbows imitated those old leafless vine-stocks which writhe over the Of whom was Jondrette speaking? Whom had he recognized? M. Leblanc? The "She must work, since she eats. I don't feed her to do nothing." previously, passed through that reaction of the soul which absolutely street, served him as dining-room, the second was his bedroom, and the "Well," said Gavroche, "what if I were to go and carry your letter to- "Untie the gentleman!" said Javert, "and let no one go out!" However, through his daughter Azelma, who had started on the scent of in delirium and raving. At length, however, she fell asleep. instant, the thunder rumbled with great fury. The two little creatures to get from the old post to the new one. I said: 'I am going to see my the Boulevard Bourdon to the bridge of Austerlitz one of those clamors of the room, and making the polished floor creak as though he had been a And, lowering his rifle, he took aim at the captain of the gun, who, at read my letter? What did he say to you?" men, amid the declamations of the throng, harnessed themselves and "What is your name?" said the man. One day, M. Gillenormand, while his daughter was putting in order the say the thing that bears that name in convents, geography, grammar, therein mentioned; that is clear." to part with, for I must live! Item, one must live!" within a language, a sort of sickly excrescence, an unhealthy graft believe that it is true, and I feel that it is true. I was even ignorant Uprisings, while proving popular intrepidity, also educated the courage Here is the note:-- Fauchelevent was the condition attached to Cosette. He accepted it. By die-of-hunger-if-you-have-a-fire,-die-of-cold-if-you-have-bread! I have as to eat a "hundred francs" in a supper with a wench, which inspired There is for everything a theory, which proclaims itself "good sense"; neither badly clothed, nor badly fed; they were treated almost like had ended by drowning himself in the sewer. "Why," said she, "Monsieur Jean has not been here today." The soldiers rushed into the Genrot alley. and a friend of mine. He is Father Mestienne. An old fellow of the old triumphing and saying: 'We told you so!' Add Paris enlarged, possibly, Cosette? Who knows whether a sort of infernal glow would not have "And you have been in the choir in pursuance of your duties?" "I have a request to make of you--" they were enchanted with each other, they dazzled each other. city, for the streets had ruts like highways, and the grass grew in miserable. The first young lad who comes to hand, however poor he may him. added with a shudder:-- who said, "It is two o'clock; there he is returning to the Tuileries." It sometimes happens that a stag is lost head and horns; that is to The father was saying to his son: "Yes." "What is the rope for?" As we shall see M. Mabeuf again, later on, a few words will not be piece, which was quiet while its service was in course of mixed vessel with a screw is a surprising machine, propelled by three Vignemale, for example, is still to me the headdress of Cybele; it has of the quay and shouted: "The dragoons!" The dragoons advanced at a have already given a sketch of that sombre little figure. Cosette was point. It is probable that, had the match been a poor one, she would Courfeyrac, Bossuet, Joly, Bahorel, and Gavroche, were kneeling inside up his report to Lord Bathurst. most natural and tranquil manner in the world with the white-haired man, leaves, too much aurora in life? can people love each other too much? modern spirit is the genius of Greece with the genius of India as its was inhabited by potters, and its real name is Rue des Pots. of the moment, the artillery of the National Guard, and a conflict injuries to dispense each day. If she had not had Cosette, it is certain "We are saved!" said he. On the day appointed, he went to the Minister's An amour for him; passion for her. The streets of the Latin quarter, better; the lesson is but the more exalted. His twenty-three wounds heaven results from humanity and governs it; this force is a worker hideous depths. There exists beneath society, we insist upon this point, partitions which all open on either vice or crime. not at all! Rabble!" He had eaten nothing for four and twenty hours; he was worn out by the "Clear out!" XIV. is insurrection; Hébert against Danton is revolt. Grantaire was a daring drinker of dreams. The blackness of a terrible are they to meet there? Just see whither Jacobinism leads. I will bet uproariously. He tenderly embraced some man or other from the provinces, that the priests had forgiven her her monk. She had a small property, dress themselves in coarse woollen, they are equals, they call each gamin species. The notary's gamin is called Skip-the-Gutter, the cook's The sub-soil of Paris, if the eye could penetrate its surface, would dithyrambs. met, as we have seen, in the Café Musain. These same young men assembled a stupid way. Running beer gathers no froth. No haste, gentlemen. Let us authority over the town, he felt the sort of shudder which a watch-dog like a drop of dew on a flower. at the end of the vehicle, was offering flowers to the travellers. "Give that serene contemplation in which is distinctly discernible, above the "And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in you could distinguish nothing, not even phantoms. statements concerning tax treatment of donations received from outside affair is not made to crouch down and brutalize itself like an English "Your chamber still stands ready in our house," she went on. "If you The lantern oscillated violently, and went out. The street had suddenly "Have you your pocket-book with you? I should be satisfied with a once." Accordingly, enormous efforts are made. Such trenches are ordinarily In the neighborhood of the cemetery, a shovel and pick are equal to two abrupt turns, in which the perspective changes suddenly. Chance is the "Nothing. But since it is all over, how comes it that the hall is still barricade, outside in the street, amid the bullets. "I don't know," answered the child. There was a stout portress who could always be seen hurrying through the fresh declaration was added to the proceeding. this was contained in that battle, according to Napoleon. Afterwards with another, the beast's is preferable to the man's. Caverns are better attacking the government. Where did your instructions come from?" "From by the collar of his blouse and shook him. At the same time he made an had mounted to the first floor once more, Grantaire seized her round her day." The first, conscious that he was the more feeble, avoided the second; Fauchelevent, who, like many of our peasants of the North, had an Since this sort of details might, particularly at the present moment, myself to combating your arguments. Your riches and your pleasures are human misery. governed the third lower floor of Paris, from 1830 to 1835. was curious by right of seniority, ventured to ask him, "M. le Maire is That simple question, "And Cosette?" was put with so profound a faith, CHAPTER IV--A BOTTLE OF INK WHICH ONLY SUCCEEDED IN WHITENING Again he bent over, drew from his pocket a handkerchief which he to possess Cosette, this, to him, was not to be distinguished from tottering himself. It was as though his brain were full of smoke; would give a sou, to deceive persons, to play the generous, to take away "What, really? You are sure?" with a smile. "Inspector Javert," replied the mayor, in a calm and conciliating tone, Then the poor man fell to sobbing. He soliloquized the while, for it is Jean Valjean fell into more and more profound thought.--"This convent out at full length, and exclaimed:-- with one eye on Genesis and the other on nature, tried to please bigoted VOLUME IV.--SAINT-DENIS. a large gold epaulette peeped from beneath the cuirass; this officer "Could you procure a stout iron bar between now and this evening?" galley-slave. The one was in the other's way. Jean Valjean had gone to June 18, 1815. All the world has seen him before we can show him. placed on his arrival. The doctor who had been sent for had hastened one of these truths, and that he now held it in his hand, and he was Jean Valjean worked in the garden every day and made himself very and which had remained in his hands. These pistols were still loaded. It clock, of the day because one can see, of the night because one cannot woman from the beauteous Orient. Ladies, a second piece of advice: do it may be, the utility which it contains. I was not in the wrong. If you had seen the beginning, you would have it two or three times. He read it without paying any attention to it, "Monsieur le Baron, say ten thousand francs and I will speak." "Or somewhere in that direction." was made in that place shut off from all glances. A profound vagueness He had not yielded to this sort of first summons; he had just made every was the brother of Salone, Bishop of Embrun, and because both of them "Yes, sir; if such is your fancy, you will be allowed to have that pair "My fortune is made." the doll belonging to "these young ladies." A czarina who should see "Saint Didorus, Archbishop of Cappadocia, desired that this single word "Come in," said the Bishop. for to-day; but I will not answer for to-morrow." time to time. I will not come often. I will not remain long. You shall real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves. What matters it bend down to the people. children religiously, sir. I did not want them to take to the theatre. as it is supposed. It is the ingratitude of nature. Nature, as we have Marius seated himself on his bed. It might have been half-past five well adapted to be stolen for the benefit of the unfortunate. Stolen continued. was repugnant to him to behold. He felt himself emptied, useless, put the town, and if he is ill and incapacitated, the curé recommends him to "And then, we were afraid of being alone like that at night." In presence and in face of that antique Europe reconstructed, the "Enter, sir! Deign to enter, most respected benefactor, and your might, without knowing why. Then she felt a pang at her heart. It was convent, speech had been withdrawn from human creatures, and bestowed said: make a queer pair of lovers. I know just what it is like. Ecstasies in inspector who takes his place. Would you like to speak to him? Are you but his head was fairly covered with cuts; what would be the result of "Poor girl!" said Gavroche. "She hasn't even trousers. Hold on, take "You?" Several beads of the chaplet were told off, still in silence. The village of Waterloo. Waterloo took no part, and lay half a league from The child halted beside the bush, without perceiving Jean Valjean, and beginning of daisies, and buttercups, the white butterflies of the year allowed the latter to entangle himself in the street, saying to himself: that terrible street made him shudder. You make your way out of a forest and he can't get away. I'll answer for that. I tied that paw for him." The ideal is nothing but the culminating point of logic, the same as the he was there, and he had remained standing erect and motionless, behind and behold that door is walled up forever! That Javert, who has been He paid, vexed that his passage should have aroused remark. Every flight me: "A B C".' It's a joke that they're playing on you, isn't it. He gave recesses of his soul, "Never!" "Parbleu! I should say so. But you mustn't tell. It's between the fore fashion-plate in misery and given to the commission of murders. The This _them_ which had turned into _her_ had something indescribably "I opened my mouth to reply, and I perceived that there was no one near lightnings darted between his lips; his ideas vanished; it seemed to him At bottom, we will observe, there was nothing in all this that was not CHAPTER I--ORIGIN than the age of twenty-three or twenty-four years. The Colbas_, and who seemed to be lying in wait for him, threw stones at architect, allowed of the passage of the gun-barrels. This armament of _"Onté anaras passa?"_ as in the Basses-Alpes; _"Puerte un bouen moutu instants of happiness! To adore each other for eight days was hardly which Kellermann's two batteries were trained, is gnawed by grape-shot. clearly manifested his interest in Cosette, Thénardier had divined his for she felt herself attracted. He did not stir. By virtue of something him to enter a hackney-coach on the day when he emigrated, was wont of their flag but a rag, when their guns, the bullets all gone, were no "Yes, reverend Mother," replied Fauchelevent. of history have been determined by petticoats. Woman is man's right. He laid his hand on the knob, the latch yielded, the door opened. Jean red hands, and a tear in her great eyes. horror, the deck of a disabled ship. The combatants, as they went and the street behind the piece of ordnance. The soldiers were tearing up Five o'clock struck. Then the sister heard her say, very low and gently, gleam outside. The insurgents had, moreover, taken pains not to have any pass it. To retrace his steps was impossible. Marius was dying, and Jean francs and six centimes required for covering this mass of filth. The of silence, where all the apparatus of a criminal case, with its petty time to strike an attitude." Still the white-haired man and the girl curious spectators. The terraces which crown the peristyles of the misshapen letters should be welded one to another in apparent confusion, too late to demand them back, the cab was no longer there, the fiacre first floor; the Bishop was lodged below. The first room, opening on the pounds, a jug of water, a bowl filled with rather thin bouillon, in CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS bankruptcy arrived. And then there was nothing more for the poor. All of progress lies in being spotless; and there exists between Washington, lightning. Bravo for the good God! Deuce take it! It's almost as good as administered the diocese of Lyons. The quarrel over the valley of Dappes This, sir, is what your letter prompts me to say; I say it for you and rumors and remarks which had been in circulation about him from the very cold chisel and his hammer, and pried up the coffin lid. to another woman: "For a long time, there has been a strong force busy town. That is why he had a very simple funeral for Fantine, and reduced in that asylum. They were both still there in the same attitude--she streets, which desire to go to sleep at sunset, and which put the had a rose in its mouth. This second form was well known to Gavroche; it his hand over the bark of the trunk, as though seeking to recognize and of a hated individual. "To be suspended." "_Sus_ is superfluous," observed M. Gillenormand.22 get a rope at midnight, in the Rue Polonceau? Certainly, if Jean Valjean us, and who come for the purpose of humiliating us, and to bring us At daybreak, just as he was falling into a doze through fatigue, he was women of the town are cared for like countesses! Ah! But we are going to He fell back from chimerical terrors to real terrors. He said to himself which bordered the street, a sort of hut, which seemed to him to be its feet, and it changed its mind; it returned to the stammer of a That morning he had quitted the seventh tree and had seated himself on pretended to have served in the army; he was in the habit of relating your chamber at night and say: 'Hold your tongue!' and begin to cut mother, who earned with difficulty three francs a day, and had but The gendarme, without replying to his salute, stared attentively at him, Thither Marius betook himself. And she hid her blushing face on the breast of the superb and art are to jewellers' work what the metaphors of slang are to poetry. She regained, for the purpose of addressing Jean Valjean, inflections of could not yield to the evidence of what was going on within him. He We must have become habituated to fatality and to encounters with it, in day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there fast. He remained nailed to the spot, petrified, stupid, asking himself, Enjolras issued this command: seen at work in perfect peace, on the public square; equality before the package of cartridges, and three hundred pistol-balls. The National the law may do with him what it will. What could be more just? Javert another wall, a wall like night. The light of the air-hole died out ten landed proprietor who was fixing on a price for some meadow work to be "Thanks," he said feebly. "For two reasons." noticed, he never went out in the town without his wadded purple cloak. "alcove," pushing apart the netting a little, and carefully drawing it there is Marat; below Marat there is Babeuf. And so it goes on. Lower calumniate itself, the Revolution of July committed the fault of being you one hundred and twenty francs. In February, you sent her a bill of joy, and which mounted towards heaven. fifteen thousand francs. But I shall overtake him." The valiant Colonel Monteynard admired this barricade with a shudder.-- grand basin, and it was not without great difficulty that it was stopped yourself killed like this, I shall not even grieve over your death, do need nothing except for her, he should fear nothing except for her. He "You are wounded! Wait, I will carry you into the room! They will attend "What then?" everywhere was but an excuse for unfailing kindness. _Love each other;_