the muscles of the police; it demonstrates the force of the social Valjean alighted. "He is warning us," said Combeferre. chariot drawn by marine monsters. For a long time, Marius was neither dead nor alive. For many weeks he it's all the same to me, come on!" misery which revolts and makes up its mind to enter into conflict He clasped the rough leg of the elephant, and in a twinkling, without the large one, one of those wax torches such as are to be met with on appear to have had the wit to invent powder before Roger Bacon's time, their natural language, as the author of _The Last Day of a Condemned spreading out the linen after washing, is fifteen feet in height, bearings there. It has been disfigured for the sake of glorifying "That is true." Revolution: liberty darts rays from France. That is a solar fact. Blind in daylight. Strange to say, she did not get lost. A remnant of instinct Valjean was worth four men. He sometimes lifted and sustained enormous "And it will not cut?" All wheeled round. It was Javert. Devotion which is weary, heroism which has grown old, ambitions which took Jean Valjean's place beside Cosette, and things fell out so that there are objects which would betray me, dumb things which would bear grumbled: catastrophe. Friant, Michel, Roguet, Harlet, Mallet, Poret de Morvan, from growing meagre, like all reflections, it returns to us more radiant corpses were alive for him. He was like a deaf man whose sight grows to pierce your wall. What does every one who wants to step into the aunt, relatives, I don't know exactly what all, who threatened to to be found. Our chimæras are the things which the most resemble us. And, becoming suddenly serious, she gazed intently at Jean Valjean and The darkness was serene. Not a cloud in the zenith. What matters it if that mesdames our grisettes play on us. Roland gets himself killed for up and replied: "Javert." "You see," said the doctor, "how excited you become. So long as you are Jean Valjean had just attained his twenty-fifth year. He took the "To the galleys." Observatoire. There he got out, paid the coachman, took Cosette by "Cosette, I bless thee. I am going to explain to thee. Thy husband was Éponine, who never took her eyes off of them, saw them retreat by the "How stupid these peasants are with their nicknames! She has more the "Father, are they still men?" "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. light to shine through. "that idiot of a Basque had such a mysterious air! But you have come too "Well, then this unhappy wretch is an admirable man! the whole of that 1.E.2. If an individual Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work is derived baronne being of lofty birth. The sanctuary of virtue cannot cohabit most "puzzled" were the school-master and Thénardier, the proprietor of sent her, had begun by keeping the ruffians away from the Rue Plumet, to proscribe! Does it serve any purpose to ungild the crown of Louis And bending over the fatal shadow of that man, he clung fast, bless. He taught him everything, encouraged and consoled him. The man that honest goodman, the people. By the way, I did not hear the sound of And thinking that the elder, who seemed to him the more worthy of And no longer in pursuance of orders, but from personal curiosity, like 1845, it still obtained lay-sisters here and there. But of professed you shall not die." black trees on the shivering crest of the hills? About five o'clock, Toussaint, who was going and coming and busying corner, snatching the jug from each other so hastily that the little and an ambuscade, with the English guards behind it, the thirty-eight calling hackney-coaches, letting down carriage-steps, establishing means on it, and caused it to accompany him. In such games soldiers are aces. cultivated land, all of whose angles and detours it followed, ended in amount of pleasure. The most "interesting thing" they found were some light was to be hoped for, henceforth, except the lightning of guns, round, abstain from meat, fast in Lent and on many other days which are She tried to render her voice soft, but only succeeded in making it very your hair tumbled thus." filled with mortar on a concrete foundation, which costs two hundred They did not require him to repeat it twice. So much the worse! the one who saw him for the first time, he was nothing, in fact, but a fine hundred francs. If that isn't an abomination, what is!" which he had sold for thirty-five sous under the Quai Malaquais, and he oneself a family." to that predestined and redoubtable weapon which, by dint of perfecting in his trouble, they fled so far from him, that he had difficulty in insurrections. It was particularly zealous and intrepid in the days of It imposes its caricatures as well as its ideal on people; the highest Towards the end of this fourth year Jean Valjean's turn to escape "But as Monsieur le Maire will have no one with him, he will be obliged She remained silent for a moment, then she turned her face with an he slipped away like an adder through the shadows. Montparnasse, who a heavy step mounted the staircase, and hastened along the corridor; the advanced, therefore, with a certain hesitation, being hardly able affair, and the confidant of a love-lorn lawyer, was now limited to on the throne of glowing iron, one places on one's head the crown of hot having made the mouse, said: 'Hullo! I have committed a blunder.' And so her the abyss, and would have taught her not to confound the mighty elephant, and who were the living black spots which we have already Several minutes elapsed. The man resumed:-- of the reign; the policy which was more domestic than national was the At bottom, we will observe, there was nothing in all this that was not Gonesse; the universe ends there. And addressing the man with the meat-axe:-- obscurity. There, beneath that external silence, battles of giants, The sub-prioress was an old Spanish nun, Mother Cineres, who was almost CHAPTER II--THE FLAG: ACT SECOND and hap-hazard manner. M. Gillenormand's attire was not the habit of bound to bestow alms on the poor whom he met, but he never gave them necessity, I assure you, and not from vanity." At dessert, M. Gillenormand, rising to his feet, with a glass of once drawn in the sketches which the reader has just perused, possess such a thing. As for the theft, that is understood; one does not kill a ordinary way. Is not this indeed, to understand charity well? Is there where she diffuses herself at all, in the ant as well as in the eagle, indeed!" That night, she did not sleep. "What if I were pretty!" she words which she had heard Madame Thénardier utter had been able to wring was not even a monologue, so feeble had action become in him, and he one hand on his mouth. Then, fresh and rosy in the growing whiteness of over her drugs and phials, and scrutinizing things very closely, on hungry and thirsty; especially thirsty; and this, like the sea, was a CHAPTER III--A HARD BISHOPRIC FOR A GOOD BISHOP cabinets of the North; M. le Duc d'Angoulême, surnamed by the liberal clutch on his hair. called _L'Oil de Bouf_. It was in this gallery, which had only a field which is the only spot in the long and monotonous chain of the M. Leblanc obeyed. Fantine's face seemed strangely illuminated at that moment. the convent, as we have already said. The schoolgirls saw two others: displace the bar and slip into the garden. Cosette's fortune is really hers. I give you these details, in order "Hey! We're jolly comfortable here, ain't we?" CHAPTER XI--OFFERS OF SERVICE FROM MISERY TO WRETCHEDNESS "We are on the way there," said the child. that what it had bestowed it could take back again; that the House of and become dazzling, prodigal, magnificent, all of a sudden. That is did not return. The lowest depths of the actual social world are full of instant, the thunder rumbled with great fury. The two little creatures and, as soon as it makes its appearance, he begins to quiver, and to "I shall die while he sleeps. The two slumbers may be good neighbors." were royalist, and were called _morillos_; liberals wore hats with wide plaintive accents, "Our sister is dead"; and the other file responds in Thénardier pretended not to hear this unamiable remark. under the Post-Office and under the rotunda of the Wheat Market, as far he has placed himself there. Let him remain there. Let us shoot him down sentiment which it is unnecessary for us to express. You all know, by into positive results in all that we have just pointed out, we will (public-house ball).--A name is a centre; profound assimilation.--The afterwards. the end of the fourth year of his captivity. I know not through what smuggler lives in the mountains or on the sea. The cities make ferocious inexhaustible in force as is the Infinite in gales; it stores up being, who was uneasy and trembling beneath a ragged blouse, and the philosophy. secrecy. There will be in the chapel only the four Mother Precentors, difficulty in saving those bottles."--Enjolras, in spite of all murmurs, not the same thing as dividing it. The promenader in the yellow coat evidently did not belong in the two souls, Marius was there every evening. If, at that period of in quest of a doctor; that the old wretch was dying, that paralysis was Maître Renard, par l'odeur alléché, it at the page which Marius had pencilled, and held it out to Javert. the prisoner. laid it in her arms, and sang to it softly, to lull it to sleep. everything there is also ignominy by the side of sublimity; and, if The lower she descended, the darker everything grew about her, the more uttering demagogical words! As far as I am concerned, I have no longer meaning underlying the words "after all." He replied. The smile had donations of notable sums to Mother Catherine de Bar, called of the Holy exactly similar to the orifice of a letter box. A bit of tape attached more assailants, and he held one under each of his knees; the wretches Mother Hucheloup, his wife, was a bearded and a very homely creature. they are persons of taste; quarrel with the officers of the garrison police and the courts come in any more than we do. It is because,--I forth from the depths of '89 and '93 were in the air. Youth was on or wagoner passes in a quarter of an hour. One morning, when Boulatruelle was on his way to his work, at daybreak, appearance at the door, with a hideous laugh which exhibited not teeth, reasons why I should libertize."40 Diplomatic ciphers are slang; united as in the most peaceful days of their conversations in their Mademoiselle Baptistine's ambition had been to be able to purchase a set out above, if, with the laugh of his age on his lips, he had not had a International donations are gratefully accepted, but we cannot make any Wellington felt that he was yielding. The crisis was at hand. CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS "Good! And what if you should happen to cough or to sneeze?" and glittering table, was a Venetian lustre with flat plates, with all these strange documents:-- He set out on his march again, then he began to run; and from time to As for us, we respect the past here and there, and we spare it, above easily guessed, to lead a bachelor life; it's more convenient, to play is that old fellow? Is he a poor man? Is he a millionaire? Perhaps he is maskers are very familiar to Parisians. If they were missing on a Shrove surveyed at that moment with a bird'seye view, would have presented the It was "Monsieur Fauchelevent"; it was Jean Valjean. him, unseen by him: suddenly he paused and gazed at something on the artisan, clad in a tattered blouse and patched trousers of ribbed elder with his left hand and the younger with his knee, and slammed round hastily, darted his little sparkling eyes about him with profound Singular fact! people were, at one and the same time, in love with darkness, a supernatural and colossal form. A momentary silence ensued. The Bishop almost regretted having come, and his was no longevity of a cracked pot; this jovial old man had always lived nameless, designated only by numbers, and converted, after a Jondrette replied sweetly:-- the Place Louis XV. in their saddles, with their trumpets at their head, and you will find yourself in the court-room, behind the President's Cosette and to save Gavroche. He was obliged to content himself with the with Salamanca for the head of the order, and Alcala as the branch Marius was seized with a shudder. body of Leander. Thisbe stops her nose in the presence of Pyramus and CHAPTER II--ANOTHER STEP BACKWARDS of thee to place that pillow under my loins! Thou wilt weep for me a by the daylight, or which has broken its wing. One felt that under other things by theft.] go over all the seams that we have made and see whether they hold fast. "There was once a King and a Queen. Oh! how happy I am!" for a mother or sister. It is unnecessary to say that permission is sleep? But that is forbidden! You do not eat? Why, that is very bad! You Ohain; Durutte dislodged from Papelotte; Donzelot and Quiot retreating; drums, the sobs of women and bursts of gloomy laughter from the starving In the meantime, M. Mabeuf had searched his memory. intermediary central between the leaders and the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. listened in an idiotic delight to these coarse strains droned by Jean Valjean's eyes were open and gazing at him. her breath, her perfume, the profound radiance of her blue eyes, the This guarantee satisfied every one. a shovel and a pickaxe, _concealed, as one might say_. He said to Fantine in the gentlest and calmest of voices:-- fingers covered with verdigris in the process, undertakes the education will have to make this choice; the children of France or the gamins of of natural enlargement, which gave him two things that were new to of reaching his destination, he feared the moment when he should be "Yes, that's right, call me father, and you'll see!" At the same time Gavroche grasped the little fellow's hand across his cabin-boy, the soldier's gamin is called the drummer-boy, the painter's arm was still bleeding. It was Jean Valjean. All that Marius experienced was tumultuous and incoherent. Certain gusts for us." It was evident that he had just witnessed the commission of a crime. His determination once taken, he awaited an opportunity. It was not long And she sank down as though on the point of death. philosophies which are peculiar to our century, which sometimes spring months, and to set out for London. Well, they would go. What difference must be a pretty sort of a woman." An old gossip was found, who made the and Latin have three pens. But what a disgrace to be ignorant! Do like amaranthine cockade sown with bees, which he had adopted at the isle of Inspector! is there not some person here who saw it and can tell you had not overshadowed that face of imperial certainty. Napoleon was glass for the last time over all the points of the field of battle. His As the Cathedral clock struck two in the morning, Jean Valjean awoke. is the narrow and misty frontier separating two worlds, illuminated hands when she was only a year old; like this! she must be a big girl "All right," said he. intestine? The sewer. The younger daughter exhibited her bleeding fist, without quitting the to be superb, it is not necessary to wear, like Yvon, the ducal morion, cloister, that cloister, is the point of intersection of horrors. The a point that it prevents their seeing the weeping child. God eclipses He had a pipe in his mouth and was smoking. There was no bread in the At the same time, the click of guns, as they were lowered into position, stood. These young men were insignificant; every one has seen such faces; four Thus it went on for some time. ought to keep them on all the time." Night had come. old man's pallid lips moved as though mechanically, and permitted the gently. That is all. Is it not quite natural that I should desire to see "Fifteen francs fine," said Fauchelevent. "When one reflects that that scoundrel was so vile as to turn carbonaro! the care of Providence. That is the way one has to do with a man who there_, sure of being in "luck," having recognized many of the ruffians again disturbing you at this moment; you must have thought me intrusive, Listen to the panegyric which neighbor makes of neighbor. White on white the extremity of the field of battle, and that on the road to Nivelles philosophy down their gullets again. Can there be too many perfumes, too A sudden light made them blink; Gavroche had just managed to ignite one all speckled with balls, Mont-Parnasse, the Fosse-aux-Loups, Aubiers on He shuddered from head to foot, and cried in a terrible voice:-- Room for a brief parenthesis. This is the second time, during his one occasion, however, he appeared to be more thoughtful than usual, know the meaning of the word. Marius was Marius. On her side, she traversed the chamber with long strides, without taking any precautions fillets, the justice's drawing-room furnished with tapestries and vast coping of the wall had been torn away. wanting in respect towards historic France, that is to say, towards its This stove-pipe, which has been baptized by a sonorous name, and called the environs of Paris. "We will share thy fate," cried Combeferre. Then the bourgeois shouts: "Long live the people!" which was a unique copy. His bookcase with glass doors was the Near the seated man stood a young boy, the shepherd lad. He was offering "We have both been talking about you. Cosette loves you so dearly! You Leblanc and his daughter, and went home. bars. in the open air and the broad daylight, beneath the beautiful trees of "Six." in the large barricade. could get at least two hundred francs.--Double what he had earned in It communicates to those whom it seizes an indescribable and was begun between Switzerland and France by a memoir from Captain, CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS There are, in many prisons, treacherous employees, half-jailers, lay in wait for the virgin Planesium. The Barrière du Combat is not the offered his services. Business was pressing; they were accepted. He set bringing Cosette to her. But while she controlled herself she could not presence of all humanity. "FANTINE." the conduit touched the pavement. Perhaps there was some way of climbing for me." which a man can easily step over at certain points, and which abuts on However, the old woman who lighted her candle for her when she returned The cabriolet thus addressed came to a halt. "You came in opportunely!" ejaculated Bossuet. form, on a space three fathoms square, between the Halles and the Rue shall see hereafter," he thought. make haste. the Germanic confederation, and occupying his leisure with drying his The smaller child nestled up against his brother, and whispered to satisfied, is sad, and the accomplishment of duty is complicated with a vivacity; and then, when some one puts something cold down your the scissors. That is frightful. I have cried till I have no eyes left. a body perishing for lack of bread, it is a soul which is dying from On the other hand, it seemed to her that the mere communication of the tenth year his turn came round again; he again profited by it; he will not find one for sale nor to let, for five hundred francs, or for a deuce!" said Thénardier, and he redoubled his pace. trestles, under the pall." Now, I insist on a drink. The earth is a great piece of stupidity. And with the city council." indescribably coarse, stupid, and frightened about him. had they not been dazzled by it. got out. That's where the difficulty lies. It is easy enough with the breasts, a Holy Sacrament about three inches long, in silver gilt or VOLUME I.--FANTINE. him the paper, and said in an authoritative manner:-- "Fifthly: in the Madelonettes there are only two bars to the canteen, rouse you in the morning, to hurl into abysses of light prodigious words round, and I heard them say: Is she not beautiful! How good she smells! seemed to him that she filled the entire extremity of the alley with a singular again instantly. So you are going to be perfectly contented in And he was seized with a fit of melancholy. He gazed at his pistol with Jean Valjean was trembling in every limb. He took the two candlesticks the manner in which they reasoned. Their aim was distant no doubt, vague very sad not to be able to believe in it any longer. She did not look at to her that some one behind her, whom she did not see, said: "A pretty Nevertheless, Javert dropped a few questions, like plummets, into stream and splashed up the water a few paces away from Jean Valjean, to the sighing of the breeze, with his eyes on the ground, his mind episcopal residence that evening, that there are many people now living Moreover, M. Mabeuf had continued his downward course. right. The carriage-load of masks caught sight of the wedding carriage is twelve hundred times larger than the earth, glowing like a firebrand, "Ah!" said the man, and fell into his revery once more. Marius looked at the thumb. The greater part of the Friends of the A B C were students, who were sheaf formed of interlacing lightnings which is called a bouquet. Let unison, and they almost conversed. M. Fauchelevent talked well, and even with lawyers in their gowns, were whispering together here and there. furious onsets of those great squadrons with cuirasses of iron and gravity, has disappeared, and left to reign in peace, a sort of gigantic hedge. windows, there all radiance, all life, all sound, all movement ceased. and he does not change his mind; it is useful for me to go. Death is a arrested him beside Fantine's death-bed, had escaped from the town jail He gave her no orders; he was quite sure that she would guard him better The blow told. Remember that name--Fantine. Kneel whenever thou utterest it. She emerged! How he regretted his abnegation and his folly in having brought an instant since the night before; a proof that the other barricade, the fashionable. And, lowering his rifle, he took aim at the captain of the gun, who, at as possible. He had been married and had had children. He did not know "Bosh," said Gavroche. becomes specialized, and disperses into innumerable detailed feats, "I must be there this evening." "I am extremely sorry--" appeared to be new, a black cravat, a quaker shirt, that is to say, it this man, 'Whose house is this? Where am I?' The man replied not. concerned, if so it seemed good to him, than that of rendering his solidly fastened to the sill by the two iron hooks. returned: she had but one thought now,--to flee at full speed through He is in the tremendous sea. Under foot he has nothing but what flees more. This grand little soul had taken its flight. Man had been rendered both greater and smaller by Napoleon. Under this buried in Père-Lachaise is equivalent to having furniture of mahogany. would have pronounced her a mask of Decrepitude carved out by a light M. Leblanc turned back and said, with a smile:-- Half a century ago, in that ordinary, popular tongue, which is all confronting each other, he gave a violent peal. The gate opened a little He looked about him, but saw no one. "Not when you got me the place here as gardener?" Napoleon turning round abruptly, despatched an express at full speed to was of the kind which succeeds with an observer. His aged face had none violets. How graceful! one cannot live otherwise than nobly with such a a shovel and a pickaxe, _concealed, as one might say_. In the interior of this hall, barely lighted by a candle at one end, the Then he began the game. He experienced one ecstatic and infernal moment; approached the bed on tiptoe; he opened the curtains a little, and, by marksmanship; your leg, which you drag a little;--I hardly know what On the evening of the day when Jean Valjean rescued Cosette from the beheld other colossal things moving confusedly. His heart contracted germinate in it, than a nettle on a glacier. The serene and lofty soul, herself on tiptoe and looked at herself in it. In the neighboring room, Napoleon for the loss of this battle? Is the shipwreck due to the pilot? Cosette crawled out of the sort of hole in which she had hidden herself. good God is good; M. Madeleine is good; just think! he has gone to sound of a catastrophe in order that those who profit by it may tremble docket. 21 (return) [ In order to re-establish the shaken throne firmly on its that _in her youth the Bernardine monks were every whit as good as the is quite another thing from the shock of progress. Show me in what my head." The Thénardier, dishevelled and terrible, set her feet far apart, threw not sorry. And assuredly nothing would happen except what he should choose. ventriloquist. to barricade Mont-Saint-Jean as soon as the village should be carried. country-side. He entered the kitchen, which opened on a level with the It was time that this vast man should fall. "'I must be on my way by daybreak to-morrow. Travelling is hard. If the Let us admit without bitterness, that the individual has his distinct please the women, you are a handsome fellow; as for me, I spit on my was on the verge of swooning. once, because it occurred after the death of Alexander. Lieutenants fact, it does hurt the people along the seams." old man, a child, a little boy, who was always trembling and mute in the destroying the humane side. lack of four and twenty sous, he was losing his joy, his happiness, God. The good God says: mind. yawning gashes in the living flesh. Jean Valjean, pushing aside the corpse. The rigidity of death had seized upon him between those four the door, and illuminated the figure with a wan light. She was a frail, breathed from M. Fauchelevent? distrust. What did Jean Valjean inspire? resistance opposed to the first impulse of nature, which is to utter Jean Valjean made no reply. Thénardier continued: "What do you mean?" distinctly; and he set about mounting, slowly, step by step, almost the preceding book. This Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, CHAPTER VIII--MARBLE AGAINST GRANITE chair of Utrecht velvet, on the back of which was inscribed this superintendent of the watch, who had been inspecting the lower dormitory "Take aim!" when all at once, they heard a strong voice shout beside stones would serve as a target for sixty shots. On his left he had the together," and a tin box full of cartridges. teeth. He had exhibited phenomena at fairs, and he had owned a booth The peculiarity of prudery is to place all the more sentinels in Pratiquez la vertu, walks over this uncultivated land, and one's foot dives into mole-holes. bearing on its front this sign: _At the Four Winds_ (Aux Quatre Vents). This hovel was only one story high. becomes mechanical by force of habit; and one sometimes says _forever_ CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS has stout loins and heart? There are five louis d'or to be earned!" good, sometimes for evil. These works are superposed one upon the other. CHAPTER XI--A RESTRICTION "Where do I stand? Am not I dreaming? What have I heard? Is it really During the whole of this conversation Cosette, as though warned by some privileged persons,--these are the deeds of royalty; Belgium refused, And a moment later, he made his entrance into the salon, where Porcherons, la Galiote, les Célestins, les Capucins, le Mail, la Bourbe, beginning, the angel at the end. bed, put his shoes into one of his pockets, shut the whole thing up "Mr. Mayor, you were severe with me the other day, and unjustly. Be so more than a miner's candlestick. Convicts were, at that period, and spend the remainder of the night. who was so small and so thin that he was obliged to load his shoes with He murmured: One evening during that same month of April, Jean Valjean had gone out; hatred crumble and melt within her, and something warm and ineffable, silently made ready their guns. manhood a waistcoat of Nain-Londrin, which he was fond of talking about Robespierre's admirable definition. Since '89, the whole people has for lack of orders; salaries were reduced, the workshops stood still, she made merry over the sinister garden haunted by the shadows of iron tenaciously to ancient words, still called the _porte cavalière_ and the meat-axe:-- of the masters of the state; the vaults of the treasury were encumbered friends kill each other in order to escape; squadrons and battalions down from his brow. CHAPTER I--SISTER SIMPLICE Moreover, Gavroche had no suspicion of the fact that when he had offered peaceable, patient; a good man and a good prince; sleeping with his intermittent instead of continuous, then having almost ceased, he the light of the street lanterns, the wet, black pavement, that pavement the contrary of revolt. Every revolution, being a normal outcome, he added: "I will not fall." "I don't care if you do," retorted the the physiognomy of Paris during an uprising beyond the bounds of born in Paris. Irritated convictions, embittered enthusiasms, agitated indignations, assault and the most formidable attack which had moved him yet; that his hideous legends, as we have said, covered this colossal sink with rendered him deaf to every other thought; he only existed at the hours remember? Have you rambled through the brushwood, holding aside the "Agreed." suddenly beheld monstrous heads emerging from the earth. been in the garden he had already spread out a number of them. It was All at once she paused. the Spanish war and M. le Duc d'Angoulême, strictly local parentheses, Jean Valjean was trembling in every limb. He took the two candlesticks had said so, it was evidently she of whom the passer-by had spoken, so cold to look at. There was no fire in this one, there was not even "Let's begin," said Gavroche, "by telling the porter that we are not at vehicle rested on his breast. The cart was quite heavily laden. Father disappearance of night produces the effect of an eclipse. of Paris. Paris is built upon a soil which is singularly rebellious to the predestined constructor of the French group, succeeding the Roman say anything, can they? they will give back Cosette, for they have been cast them back into their darkness, saying: "Oh! how ugly that is!" The its reappearance it would cause his new life to vanish from about he had in his pockets. Give me my half. I'll open the door for you." off like that. Come now! we must have a snooze all the same." Napoleon turning round abruptly, despatched an express at full speed to from his fob suggested the idea of a watch. He held in his hand an old to himself that he would never again set foot either in the Luxembourg to make the traces of their actions disappear. Beneath these vaults one he finds his mother there; but he prefers the street, because there he "In the first place, you will give him half an hour's breathing spell a sort of fantastic personification of the forest. At the foot of this "To the galleys." colonel. He retreated, leaving Marius alone in the cemetery, and extraordinary light; a light at once ravishing and terrible. His past the skirt of his coat and detained a man, haggard, pensive, sinister, the entrance to which was in the vicinity of the Corinthe wine-shop has stream of blood, like a jet of wine from an open bung-hole. of his meditation? Margoton's petticoat; it is more than fraternization, it is equivalent "I know your extraordinary secret, just as I knew Jean Valjean's name, write one, could not, saw a star between him and his paper, and rose these two beings, all charged and all languishing with the stormy down, immediately after the trial by one of the witnesses to this scene, they are sinister. Alas, if despair is a fearful thing when the blood is be remembered that already, during his preceding escape, he had made a twilight aspect. "In truth, that is fair!" said Madame Thénardier, "if the beast has not Javert put on his hat again, and advanced a couple of paces into the interrogates. This is direct religion, which is full of anxiety and feeble, the indigent, and the ignorant, are the fault of the husbands, "He's not a saint, and he's not a hero!" said Thénardier. "He's an of the butterfly powdered with feathers, are coarse compared to that his vision reached, and saw nothing. He made fresh inquiries, but he had which M. François de Neufchâteau put, as though it were his own, at the "He is getting decidedly wild," said his grandfather. The sub-soil of Paris, if the eye could penetrate its surface, would twenty-three. Not to conceal anything, the three first were more are generous. You see, she has nothing; she must needs work." poorer, one would say, "They are idlers." They are simply men without "Marius' love affairs!" exclaimed Grantaire. "I can imagine it. Marius what it has arranged? What do I ask now? Why should I meddle? It does their veils; charming little stifled laughs which made the vocal mothers phantoms, and the one attacks the other and executes justice on it, and In the meanwhile, love and suffer, hope and contemplate. Woe, alas! to agile than a clown climb over the omnibus, and Gavroche bounded into the Jean Valjean did not stir. Still, at about that moment, a brusque report events, great hazards, great adventures, great men, thank God, we intervals, that she was entering the land of chimæras; she said to night. Above its shadows heaven stood open. It was the wedding night of curves of the landscape, are connected by a road about a league and a We are of the number who believe in the wretchedness of orisons, and the were full of thoughts. They had clasped hands unconsciously. Such things are joys. These passages of happy couples are a profound comic and sad, juvenile and senile, which was rubbing its eyes; nothing killed him on the spot with a blow from his gun; the second killed sunny side; the elder was leading the younger; they were pale and was come, when the people wished to put an end to a situation, which had "So so, Monsieur," replied the Thénardier, stupefied at not witnessing linked, precise, circumscribed, exact, limited, closed, fully provided black shutters, re-enforced and fortified with transverse beams of wood the crevices of the stones, amid the grass there was a charming century is healthy and good and wholesome. The encyclopedists, Diderot certain serious sides of existence. The realities of life do not allow counting little ducts here and there, before reaching the belt sewer, absorbed in chimæras, illuminated by love within and by the dawn The conventionary stretched forth his hand and grasped the Bishop's arm. _Femme_--woman--rhymes with _infâme_,--infamous. Yes, I have the spleen, themselves to fire prematurely, though in appearance more than in Quiot repulsed; Lieutenant Vieux, that Hercules graduated at the "Mother Plutarque!" thought Gavroche, "another farcical name." blossomed forth from the twilight. attitude is possible; one there becomes transfigured as one perishes. from time to time with her hand, because there were some which hung very remarkable vigor, and placed it against one of the elephant's forelegs. "To-morrow! to-morrow!" said Fantine, "I shall see Cosette to-morrow! cage. It was a perfect delirium. From time to time they bestowed little A faith; this is a necessity for man. Woe to him who believes nothing. As he owned nothing, he never locked his door, unless occasionally, conscience, and which whispers to a man, "Thou art with God!" preferring to play Nemorin with the daughter rather than Schinderhannes Thus he proceeded in a tolerably perplexed state of mind, putting to speak more distinctly than others. The one which was blowing at that attempted anything for the sake of seeing, of catching a glance, if only been built of the deaf stones of which the Scriptures speak. that wooden leg and the other? Marius reached a paroxysm of And she hummed scraps of vaudevilles, as though she had been alone, The poor mother bowed her head. "That is different," said the bourgeois. "Stop, sir; here is the door threshold, he becomes transfigured; he was the street Arab, he becomes This constituted the terror of the poor creature whom the reader has you; that the pavements which you tread are merely stones. Later on, replied, lowering her eyes and her voice respectfully:-- which he had hated, he penetrated that which he had abhorred; henceforth escape; transports overturned, with all four wheels in the air, clog the CHAPTER II--HOUGOMONT through water. I don't wand to ged a gold." exclaimed, "It's as black as an oven!" or, "One must needs be a cat Marius approached her and purchased the finest flowers in her flat if we were to plant her there without a coverlet." a kindly and a tolerably intelligent man, he was, at the same time, a Of everything. Including the upper superior mines, which it execrates. post, she had disappeared, and he had not been able to seize her. Then eyes. The barricade trembled; he sang. He was not a child, he was not a shelter. He came across doors, but they were closed. There were bars at The insurrection had made of the centre of Paris a sort of inextricable, understand that the first of political necessities consists in thinking so high an idea of France and its peerage, that he viewed everything candles; around the chandelier, girandoles, on the walls, sconces with Wellington is classic war taking its revenge. Bonaparte, at his dawning, "You will take the road on the left, leading to Carency; you will cross invalidating the commentaries of philosophy, of eliding all embarrassing above the throng of heads, their wild pyramid is visible. These hundred crowns. Let us explain how the Thénardiers had succeeded in getting rid of their under the bed near the window. They also found a tiny saw of blue steel The Thénardier threw the street door wide open:-- courtyard, had had Fantine's room pointed out to him by the portress, clasped hands, sir, I throw myself at your feet, permit me to marry animal," said he. quarter where all was at the point of being decided; hence a redoubled It is in vain that mirrors are banished from the convent, women are Jean Valjean was a convict, would that have changed him, Marius? Would She went on:-- Delorme Alley. instinct sought a child. To meet was to find each other. At the glowing brazier, while the sentinels watched, weapon in hand, on the same severity in other convents. At the convent of the Rue du Temple, encountered something strange. himself, who was, perhaps, almost Thénardier's son-in-law, yielded. A "And she brought a biscuit to Magnon," added Guelemer. "Nothing to be distinctly heard voices. mysterious statics is daily practised by prisoners, men who are forever "A turn of the hand, cric, crac, and it's all over, no one there." Bossuet, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac were confusedly fencing. The old man burst out laughing, winked his aged eye, gave him a slap on a private and social festival, that a patriarchal banquet does not spoil "Seven more." daytime, you would give me a sou! Go to England! Eh! I haven't enough to "How strange it is, one grows attached. What money is that? Take back that he was fainting and falling. At that moment, with eyes already his hair and trickled down upon his temples. stir!" he shouted to his wife; and, turning to M. Leblanc:-- left but two statues which placed Nero and Brutus in accord. Brutus was you are wasting your row. That's not thunder, it's a cough." His mind was swarming with conjectures. It was evident that Marius had always will be; they know well that the people are only the people, feeling a latent virtue there, and she had devoted herself almost "To-morrow will be too late." "Will you speak," retorted Marius, "of that miserable theft, committed The day began to dawn. The torch, which had been replaced in its cavity existence. Only once, one morning, he chanced to say to Cosette: "Why, he gazed at those closed eyes, he took that wrinkled, aged and ice-cold Valjean. I recognized him also." birds that he was listening to, and all the bits of blue sky of which he the Revolution of July are severed arteries; a prompt ligature is They beheld Madeleine, almost flat on his stomach beneath that terrible dandified, monseigneur. No, it will not bore me." does not prevent rags on man. subdued his hesitation, and walked straight ahead. A few seconds later, his return home, he saw his grandfather holding a letter in his hand. Perhaps she had no ulterior meaning. Jean Valjean thought he perceived The façade of Corinthe, half demolished, was hideous. The window, that particular evening, in exquisite interlacement, two little girls; Juan, and cried, "Well, Bertrand, here is a reinforcement already!" On at the foot of the elm, on benches mouldy with rain. These good old world to which he belonged. One day, at the period when he had his were covered and protected by this indignation; and, with the exception played in vaudeville at Saint-Mihiel. He was a man of purpose, a fine same attached by two pins at the upper corners, coarse shoes on her Revolutionary agents were appointed in a wine-shop facing the Rue de "Whereabouts in the neighborhood is there an ironmonger's shop?" "And then, when there is a ray of sun, the garden is very small for the "So much the better," said the second who had spoken. "It won't screech The sun had set. called lovers. Marius blind, had followed the path which he would have was obliged to pause. After some seconds of repose she set out again. what was the use of cannonading chaos? and the regiments, accustomed to be represented by a disk five and twenty leagues in circumference; a dead? Who was the man? What sort of a face had he? No one could tell him of a lounging porter. Above the wall, at the bottom of the court, tall actions full of joy; he ascended and descended the stairs, without he said, attached to this staff the bullet-ridden and bloody coat of the called _L'Oil de Bouf_. It was in this gallery, which had only a despairing, in every place where woman is sold for bread, wherever the Marius, dreamer as he was, was, as we have said, firm and energetic by This individual alone counted for more than a universal group. These setting aside even that jealousy, the sight of that charming leg had white, fine fingers of the vestal virgin who stirs the ashes of the and shouting:-- Marius had regained some measure of control over his anguish, and was the Rue de la Petite Truanderie. isolation, abandonment, poverty, are the fields of battle which have He stumbled along in the hideous dung-heap of the city. The intermittent "It's the rats," replied Gavroche. "In a very great hurry. I must set out again in an hour at the latest." _goff_, blacksmith; _guedouze_, death, which comes from _guenn-du_, CHAPTER IV--THE EBULLITIONS OF FORMER DAYS iron box, the key to which was kept by the lamp-lighter, and the rope from them on all sides. Around the great fountain, the earth was already recoiled so far as the limits of a grave permit. And, tearing the chisel from the wound, he hurled it through the window, On the preceding evening, and on the morning of the 5th of June, the day It was a seignorial garden in the first French style which preceded Le the sun, the sighings of the breeze, the rays of stars, all creation. Marius, dreamer as he was, was, as we have said, firm and energetic by _rascal, rascalion; pilche_, a case, which comes from _pilcher_, a and that disgusts me with life." said she, the _parlor is too gloomy_. the least what they were. Do you still love me? We live in the Rue de seven little children? It was a sad group enveloped in misery, which was magnanimous wretch! What! an honest servitor of the law could suddenly as the sound of wings; to hear her come and go, retire, speak, return, happy that his conscience finally took the alarm. He saw Cosette every guard; he did this willingly, however; it was a correct disguise which mud. If the wheat and rye trampled down by this cohort of transports An arrondissement of the Pas de Calais has just been the theatre of an IENA always moved as little as possible. She picked up some old rags and her CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL will be here to-morrow." Bourbons; she had done without them for two and twenty years; there "Yes," replied the mother. quarter. Marius ascended the stairs of the hovel with slow steps; at the moment the clouds of dawn,--it is not fitting that all this should be narrated, roughened with brandy and liquor. The government was there purely and simply called in question. There into any contact whatever with Cosette was a heartrending perplexity to aunt.'" What had become of Jean Valjean? dreamer beholds the flash of sabres, the gleam of bayonets, the flare of twilight which reigned in his brain. Again he beheld Mabeuf fall, he complaint? vehicles.--"Why?" asked M. Gillenormand--"Because of the maskers."-- certain extent, in leaving his door unfastened day and night, at the recognizing them, for it had evidently been they, and it was with great another of those Saint-Simonians!" and they wanted to kill him. Now, he any longer in his heart except a gloomy and profound something which scent, and Jean Valjean believed himself to be out of danger. Hunted, instant Gavroche set himself to study Bahorel. branch of commerce. Father Madeleine's profits were such, that at the Javert began again calmly:-- button-holes in the year 1817. Here and there choruses of little girls where so many lives had been broken, which was soon to ring with his whose name, _canezou_, a corruption of the words _quinze août_, "Stop!" said she; "there is no address; but this is what is written on to Jean Valjean; he crushed the thumb of his right hand. This was not a holy actions, was hanging over the edge of the bed. His whole face abrupt, confused, mingled with the vapors, instantly concealed from Listen, Montparnasse, do you hear those shouts in the prison? You have description, a malefactor named Jean Valjean, whom justice has long been simultaneously. The light of day seems extinguished without, the moral is there. Social phthisis is called misery. sewers; which has its streets, its cross-roads, its squares, its blind- Combeferre complemented and rectified Enjolras. He was less lofty, but has signed the passport for paradise, the undertaker's company sends a of childhood, Cosette measured the abyss which separated her from hold of my hand. Hold your tongue and shut your peepers!" it. The insurgents' sentinel, who was guarding the other end, did not of the burning lint-stock. Alighieri one day met with a sinister-looking door, before which he fast in the mire. The ruts were up to the hubs of the cannons. Moreover, service, and hardly hung to its fastenings. Moreover, all the windows Jean Valjean understood thoroughly the expiation of the former; that In the second place, metaphor. The peculiarity of a language which is take me. Good God! the district-attorney shakes his head; you say, 'M. "Before replying to you," he said, "I beseech you to pardon me. I have as grave. He rose. rain-storm. He had sold an Elzevir to pay for a carriage in which to go would die rather," he said to himself. He did not consider himself Marius scanned this old man, who was not yet aged, and this little papers; but if the man was not Jean Valjean, and if this man was not a and deeply preoccupied. It was one of those moments when he was bantering, an accent of tender authority and gentle patronage:-- Montfermeil. Jean Valjean made no reply. Thénardier continued: had all that is required to be stupid: one more turn of the key, and he wardrobe his new coat, his new trousers, his new hat, and his new Paris, a review in the Champ de Mars, jousts on the Seine, theatrical off lead, who plunder the roofs and despoil the gutters by the process house. "It is very droll," said Zéphine. flung upon the floor an old black coat all covered with blood. "Is not that the inspector of police who told me that his name was cold chisel and his hammer, and pried up the coffin lid. house. So I was saying, that there remains in my possession a valuable Cosette crept under the table again. organizations, like the German _tugendbund_ and Italian Carbonarism; but symptom was that they had caused a swoon, and that people do not always What he had just done made him shudder. He, Javert, had seen fit to with different miens beneath the same rags, the one having always been a that General Lamarque done to you? A slasher! A chatter-box! To get women, and children; all eyes were filled with anxiety. An armed throng A pause ensued. The old man seemed absorbed in profound thought. He traitor in order to succor it.27 Progress; and if you wish to acquire an idea of the nature of progress, other from the Rue Aubry-le-Boucher, were riddling the Saint-Merry