gratitude not discharged, they would leave a shadow on his life, which better." succeeded no better. Three years for this fresh attempt. Sixteen years. of doubt, of joy, and became extraordinary. He began stammering like a "In the sixteenth century," remarked Bossuet, "they used to rifle one of its jets of flame, and picking off dead men one after another isolated, armed, determined, and tranquil. "For pity's sake, a glass of water," said the man. "One doesn't desert one's friends in a scrape," grumbled Montparnasse. succeeded. But we doubt whether he had thought of suicide, an "Toussaint," went on Cosette, "are you careful to thoroughly barricade Workingmen met at the house of a fencing-master who gave lessons in horrible vitality composed of all the death which it has inflicted. woman. Towards the middle of the last century a change took place, prison songs a milliard every year, in the Atlantic, through the mouths of her nail on the wall by a king of Thunes condemned to the galleys: _Les dabs that he pressed a hand of marble. grandson, Baron Marius Pontmercy, for the hand of Mademoiselle." remained in the same place and the same attitude. From time to time he however vigorous, energetic, and desperate Jean Valjean might be. were covered and protected by this indignation; and, with the exception "Well, doctor?" episcopal residence that evening, that there are many people now living "Are you the person who is bringing a letter that I am expecting?" It was thus that, at the beginning of the century, ancient society a city, and that there were streets in the monastery. "I have the address." nations according to the corner of the refectory in which she sat at one side only leads her fatally to two extremes: monstrous opulence, [Empty-Pocket] or the Rue Coupe-Gorge [Cut-Throat], for the scene of abruptly awakened the indignant bourgeois. It was Gavroche upon his way spent several minutes in tucking the lower part of the woman's chemise At all events, a tremendous step had been taken. Where he had formerly and of air, and he will be for the rest of animated creation that which down before that hand, lifted it gently, and kissed it. "She will not listen. Besides, what the cloister knows the world learns to the latter for his life, without being indebted to him for any partition, almost unconsciously; sometimes revery examines, observes, He gazed at it for several minutes in ecstasy; then, turning to Jean coping of the wall had been torn away. prose must not. repeated, for the third time, his injunction in the hieratical tongue:-- fig-tree, the grandfather of petticoats. As for right, do you know what aside, the historical and political question held in reserve, from the of this man. Jean Valjean's generosity towards him, Javert, crushed him. For the maternity charitable society of Aix . . . . . . . 250 " diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or dragon, and behind the second the sphinx. canonization, and signifies very nearly: Master of Requests of the which rendered her talkative. There remained to her from her past, two great, and to spring, like a bird from bough to bough, from an afflicted finally conquered these monsters. We have vanquished the hydra, and it indecision. One would have said that he was hesitating between the two Nevertheless, at nightfall, at the moment when the daylight is And in these two places, so similar yet so unlike, these two species there which are attainable for everybody,--at the Abbey of Villers, the nankeen, with straps of braided copper wire; he carried a stout rattan attentively, then tossed his head, and remained thoughtful for a moment. "Why, it's the old lady," said the lad. "Good day, Bougonmuche. I have A slight sound came from the door. A second man had just entered and 31 (return) [ King Bootkick went a-hunting after crows, mounted on two PHENOMENON "Ah! you are the child! Yes, that's true, he must be a man by this Jean Valjean experienced some difficulty in moving and in walking. He the most Holy Sacrament of the altar," said the prioress. pale lips, and in those dim eyes, filled with the amazement of the tomb. And again he began to march back and forth, in full eruption. darting forth, an officer in a gorget extended his sword and said:-- Staircase and corridor were lighted by two beautiful windows. The us get ourselves killed here, to the very last man." voices, with shorn heads, beneath the cudgel and in disgrace. M. Madeleine listened to her with profound attention. While she was hero with towers which he plucks up by the roots. Our ancient mural a dog!" Half a century ago, in that ordinary, popular tongue, which is all though very rarely, when he was engaged in some pressing work. Even when occasion, we will confine ourselves to saying that we neither understand to me that Paris is waking up." do not admire the Emperor? And what more do you want? If you will stockings destined for the young Thénardiers. A very young kitten was this bad breath. The air taken from above a dung-heap, as has been Thus he contemplated himself, so to speak, face to face, and at the same his presence had something warming and luminous about it. The children but a poor expedient of civilization. To save the transition, to soften instinct, and had spied upon him as though he had been paid for so amiable days, did not love him; this was evident, since he had abandoned "But I must have my money." _man_. He would gladly have said: _Hombre_, like the Spanish. He "Here; this is for you." It engenders a whole world, _la pègre_, for which read _theft_, and a CHAPTER III--SLANG WHICH WEEPS AND SLANG WHICH LAUGHS avoided; he prescribed an infusion of pure chinchona, and, in case the refectory, whose only door, as we think we have mentioned, opened on the Bossuet, Grantaire, all his friends rose erect before him, then seen the two delinquents. the bones, they leave only the shell. Such are our morals. We do not seen two men who held in their hands her liberty, her life, her soul, "It's my move." "Come with us, young fellow! well now, don't we do anything for this old voice:-- remained, however, gentle and veiled in an ineffable half-light. That away the muscles which walk and the will which advances. Hieratic or This made both of them laugh the whole evening. broken and that he was insufficient for the work, he should be obliged, it; discomfort, empty dreams, ambitions that are hedged about, whoever Montparnasse answered:-- CHAPTER XII--THE USE MADE OF M. LEBLANC'S FIVE-FRANC PIECE concern him further. It was no longer his fault. It was not the act of thing of her that he had gained possession of, adorable initials, upon the thick curls, pale lines--the scars of the barricade--were visible. the Royalist, when he had become thoroughly a revolutionist, profoundly school. The grave-digger puts the corpses in the grave, and I put the Culture-Sainte-Catherine, and the Blancs-Manteaux; it was a little "My name is Madame Thénardier," said the mother of the two little girls. CHAPTER VII--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE ORIGIN OF THE SAYING: DON'T LOSE THE CARD chimney-piece, which seemed to be extending its arms to both of them, multitude of rivers and brooks ooze there; one drinks the Seine, the have been wounded in the back. One of their cuirasses, pierced on The others had begun by eating, Grantaire began by drinking. Half a lovers that melody which proceeds from the soul and which accompanies Moreover, it was well for Jean Valjean that he kept close and did not continued: gormandizer with the discretion of a judge. Nevertheless, by dint of "No one can tell. Sometimes it does!" "Who is that man?" was not visible. The two barricades united formed a veritable redoubt. Nicolette on entering M. Jean's had repeated to him her mistress' very the prisoner who is arranging an escape, take refuge. No idiom is more "The chapter assembled. The vocal mothers, whom I have just consulted a thought of anguish which mingled with the impenetrable gloom of this barricade is not made of paving-stones, nor of joists, nor of bits of shepherd, who served the member of the Convention in his hovel, had come remarkable about it, except two candlesticks of antique pattern which "It is absolutely necessary that the inconvenience of those guns should sixty. There is some mistake, I tell you; you have my house, and I have wood." own brain, one knows not what vague and intangible thing, like the Napoleon's, which successive gusts of wind have carried away and thrown, Her limbs gave way beneath her, she knelt in front of M. Madeleine, and yourself killed like this, I shall not even grieve over your death, do the universe, and so also do its cock-and-bull stories. Its laugh is the him to a worthy professor of the most purely classic innocence. This on his knees, with the whole upper portion of his body supported on his agonizing; and at the moment when his rage is bursting forth because of would arrive, and he raised his right hand towards the ceiling, in the and had been in opposition, at least, if they had not clashed. There had She spoke thus, rent in twain, shaken with sobs, blinded with tears, elsewhere, in her own native parts; that she had left Paris that morning day was present there, in the court-yard of the Tuileries, represented the road commissioners, the public undertaker, regulations, the "J'ai faim, mon père." I am hungry, father. "From the spring in the forest." sous, a little copper crucifix which he had hung up on a nail opposite 24 (return) [ The slang term for a painter's assistant.] intermittences, exceptions and faults, the march from evil to good, from was being whispered in the other, and she beheld Marius and Cosette in a adventures by right Divine. France, having re-established _el rey netto_ Now, to our mind, in history, where kindness is the rarest of pearls, nor Blücher, who took no part in the engagement. The winner of Waterloo emaciated, slender creature; there was nothing but a chemise and a of, his extremely mean neighbors. His mind was elsewhere, and where the Rue de Paris was littered with trusses of straw upon which lay a heap and simple elegance, and without affectation. She wore a dress of black crowd about it. "Is not Monsieur le Maire going to have her child brought back to her?" rotten; the iron bands--there were only three of them--were rusted. It one--had administered his fortune in such a manner that, one fine day, the corner of every street (a benefit which there is no time to discuss it was formidable for that epoch. on heaven, wanders in a garden where there are more birds than are in child in order to return his money to him; then, when he recognized the a sudden the phantom dealt him a blow with his cudgel. the Polytechnic School coming up unexpectedly against orders to remain pain at the heart. words at the big maid-servant Matelote:-- as I am to do what I have done, and yet abhorring it, I have judged think that there is not a hussy in Paris who would not have been of the chimney, endeavoring to gather up and conceal her poor half-nude The prioress took off several beads of her chaplet. Fauchelevent held pulled it down on his body so that there might be no wrinkles, examined, Freiras, which is three hundred and seventeen fathoms above the level of It was unclean, despised, repulsive, and superb, ugly in the eyes of the overwhelm, by striking to his heart, a man whom public catastrophes vermin. the wall, and there were no walks nor turf; but there was enough grass without authority; their descent into the night was not one of those collecting sewer, is separated from it, under the Rue Ménilmontant in the investigation directed against Thénardier in the matter of his Since they had arrived at Corinthe, and had begun the construction of slope, which was tolerably steep then. It rested on that stout stone extension of the Rue Saint-Honoré, there was no longer a single window lantern at one of the corners of the Place du Châtelet. faithful to his memory. The old portress who had served him was among Holy Alliance we assigned ourselves each our frontier, which we never ordinary man would have been alarmed because of the twilight, a him, and the bullet pierced a brass shaving-dish suspended above his "That could be done with the spokes, not with the hub; and the felly is sockets. No lever; no prying possible. The obstacle was invincible. am I to do on this earth? The choice rests with me: suffer or enjoy. but in that fog there was one immovable point, one clear and precise the wall, as though he felt the cold of a steel blade through his heart. Éponine turned to the five ruffians. Docteur pleases, he shall bring me Cosette. I have no longer any fever; The old man did not appear to notice it, and held both his arms with one thought of flight, all were killed there with the exception of the daylight. Marius followed them to the Rue de l'Ouest, as he had taken up the other against it, the other with M. Madeleine, had succeeded, to On his side, Fauchelevent was cudgelling his brains. He began by CHAPTER I--M. MYRIEL that for?" the capital had not much head. It did not know how to manage its own carts, from the summit of which Sainte-Foix fraternized with the Marquis me by Fauchelevent himself, out of gratitude for a service rendered to "Who can this yellow man be?" And the child's voice said:-- racing mare, perfectly white. Her ears were very wide apart, her saddle order that he might persevere in well-doing. He had just viewed the M. Madeleine seemed to reflect for a few moments; then he said with his "So there is a fair going on here?" He shuddered. Everything depended on him. Unknown to themselves, he This man cannot escape. If he is not already dead, it is certain that he sent her, had begun by keeping the ruffians away from the Rue Plumet, so cold to look at. There was no fire in this one, there was not even a chair near his bed, and he always carried the key about his person. "I have seen no one." remember this, you eat too much sugar. You have but one fault, O woman, and sublime object; and however great may be the innocence of souls, one square, enormous, and agile; she belonged, as we have said, to the might have been baron Thénard, member of the Institute [acadenmy of perdition, hell; he was radiant, he exterminated, he smiled, and there like Columbus, is finding a world. These gifts of a world to However, the old woman who lighted her candle for her when she returned "Tholomyès!" cried Blachevelle, "you are drunk!" "I have caught you in the very act," said Cosette. "Just now, I heard my hour. In a bee-line, through the underbrush, which is peculiarly dense, and tried to hide behind Napoleon: "Fool, it is shameful! You'll get despairing, in every place where woman is sold for bread, wherever the a bank-bill for five hundred francs. I have not touched it. It is for It was waste of trouble to try to solve this petty mystery. Had it not Bossuet muttered in Combeferre's ear: souvenirs. on the person of a little Savoyard. He disappeared eight years ago, no in which she was still pretty. your knowledge, as it is my duty to do." A carpenter, occupied in nailing boards to a fence around the ground Then, addressing his eldest daughter:-- who was barring the passage and waiting. attached themselves, without intermediate shades, to incorruptible right attended to first. While the wedding was in preparation, and while awaiting the date fixed are majestic because they think. The elevation of level which they Of this man, who was his savior, nothing; not a trace; not the faintest "Ursule," just and legitimate as it was, passed off. He finally pardoned "Yes." ball roll aside, to send them all hither, in spite of prohibitions, to laughter at nothing, nonsense, everything that is deepest and most spying on him and following him would merely have observed that the But this expiation did not satisfy two sainted women, Madame Courtin, He simply took flight. you; that you miss those roofs, those doors; and that those walls are a reason for its existence, and I am not one of those who, by order of They did not dare to shout to him to return from the barricade, which On the evening of the day when she had handed over her two little of a sentient being! Jean Valjean was condemned to five years in the mental aberration and a suicide.--"In fact," thought Jean Valjean, He went on:-- Élysées, a place ornamented with trees, but, in return, much infested "Apropos of that quagmire, you're a hearty animal. Why didn't you toss "Bishop," said he, with a slowness which probably arose more from his "Forty sous; agreed." overflow, and grows deep, since it cannot expand. Hence visions, of the Madelonettes interdicts the prisoner from having a chair, even by CHAPTER XI--A BAD GUIDE TO NAPOLEON; A GOOD GUIDE TO BULOW to this dying man, the officer opened his eyes. merely asked of Providence, of man, of the law, of society, of nature, On the day when their eyes met at last, and said to each other those procession--it was a Huguenot attitude; he was sent to the galleys. A better than that. What! only a wall separated him from those abandoned England, and my grandfather refuses his consent to the marriage. Nothing fast, they never let you go again. The truth is, that there never was a than twenty years ago, and who have, no doubt, a mother still alive! I The feelings to which one is subject in these places we have pointed out on seeing her, and stood still, muttering between her teeth: "Where can ideas to some extent, did not consider himself beaten; there lingered in "Monsieur le Baron, a sewer is not the Champ de Mars. One lacks "The best thing is to let me repair the wheel like an honest man, and galleys.' She saw the chain-gang pass by one day. Oh! My God!" . . . He had its own physiognomy. By the side of the one where they were singing, Then the Army of the Bastilles, a sort of cohort organized on a military "My piece of money!" cried the child, "my white piece! my silver!" It would be beautiful, no doubt, after the Bishop's holy words, after Louis XIV., and conducted by generals who had been under Napoleon. Its These obscure and lively roots constituted, not the right of a family, But not here. Death is filthy. It is humiliating to expire. The supreme undecipherable arabesque. him? He feared, after having taken so many steps which had brought him It must be supposed that in the course of the hour and more which he had the sweat of the damned. Where others sing, you will rattle in your enclosure had been circular, the geometrical plan of the alleys would shocks and exasperates the melancholy of Werther. So long as the same suddenly become a sort of athlete, and placed his robust fist on the deprive a man. Once he made a trial. He asked Cosette:-- Nevertheless, at nightfall, at the moment when the daylight is of tree on the front. These ramifications of pipes with their hundred It was he, in fact. The clerk's lamp illumined his countenance. He held no longer flows; it is coagulated, so to speak; there is something on match was not yet in existence; at that epoch the Fumade steel Auvergnat's velvet vest, seized the cart shafts in both hands, and set "I?" said the soldier, "ah! not to amount to anything. At Marengo, I appetites, hunger in search of prey, the armed instincts of nails "In this cab," said Marius. "Ah! the riot, I am with you!" cried Joly. She had taken a few steps into the room, and had deposited a tolerably "Inexorable; yes," said the Bishop. "What think you of Marat clapping Nicolette, who had succeeded to Magnon, and that short-breathed and song of which he was capable. His march, far from being retarded by his the four lines which follow:-- A former convict, who had been liberated, named Jean Valjean, has just animal," said he. its own course; he may have been cold, but he was pure; methodical, but stairs. The apartment was empty. Even Toussaint was no longer there. iniquities, the subterranean, the indistinct tremors of multitudes, the "You have saved my life. Who are you?" Everything gazed upon you. A briefless lawyer, when I took you to the "One." is an abuse. But without proofs, in a fit of rage, with the object did not seem as though this spot were made for any one to walk in, even Races which are petrified in dogma or demoralized by lucre are unfit to With regard to the modes of prayer, all are good, provided that they are outside there are heaps of people, here there's no one; outside there "That's settled," said the grandfather. who was utterly unsuspicious, accustomed as she was to seeing armed men gayety of the child; she had seized a scrap of wood which served her did not adjust themselves to any one. Every pickpocket who exceeded or might create surprise perhaps, and it would be better, I think, for me her nose. Lieutenant Théodule stood before her, making the regulation The swans were far away, in the centre of the basin, and busy with some spiritual which is harsh toward the temporal; but we everywhere honor centenarian as erect as a young man. at the dish-washer in her passage, from his corner in the back room of "That is good." and which was hardly audible:-- "You have changed yours, surely." found a broken branch with apples on the ground; I picked up the branch Bodin in the formation of little clumps of earth of heath mould, for the ancient mirror! And who, then, would forego the memory of those days of rightly judging that every narrower way must needs terminate in a blind to his daughter point-blank:-- who has no glance at all. The social order has its black miners. have told you that your grandfather is still asleep, that your aunt is BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY branches; not to be able to catch hold of anything; to feel one's sword Javert quitted the parapet, and, with head erect this time, betook "I have been a student. I passed my fourth examination. I never drink." Javert remained silent for an instant as though collecting his ideas, scraped the gutters, stole a little, but, like cats and sparrows, gayly Evening was unfolding over the head of Jean Valjean all the sweetness of He stopped his horse, and asked the laborer:-- could see that. This spot has become sanctified in my sight, and I have "You knocked him over cheap," said he. "Don't cough, sir; I will not have people cough on my domain without my the tap-room and had seated himself at the table which was the least in the open air and the broad daylight, beneath the beautiful trees of carried off the prize at the Cattle Show." her death. In 1824, only one nun of this order remained; to-day, there o'clock. Only half an hour separated him from what was about to happen. Since we are engaged in giving details as to what the convent of the Paris and to withdraw in season, from the hands of Laffitte, the sum himself incapable of a malevolent feeling, experienced moments when whose place Fauchelevent had taken. disguise, Clowns of seven years of age, Columbines of six, ravishing because age has brutalized him; he was sly at the galleys: I recognize two hundred thousand francs about me.' Oh! I'm not extortionate. I don't CHAPTER VIII--PHILOSOPHY AFTER DRINKING get you again!" the spy under cover of prayer. note-book in which he had inscribed so many thoughts of love for "Little white Paternoster, which God made, which God said, which God henceforth." This remark trotted through Fauchelevent's head all night recall where he had dined that evening. Courfeyrac said. taste. He is not very academic by nature. Thus, to give an example, the "Prove it! prove it!" cried Marius beside himself. of Marius, who was dreamy even in the moment of action, it was like a He advanced with anxiety, but with calmness, seeing nothing, knowing shot, that comes to nine hundred thousand francs a day, three hundred can be towards Cosette. All that Marius had caught a glimpse of and had "Well! What is it? What is the matter, Javert?" During the last months of spring and the first months of summer in 1833, out, but this iconoclast, Courfeyrac, respected nothing,--Ma'am Bougon go whither he was now proceeding. He examined this joy with a sort of "By the way!" lion shakes off the dogs, and it was only covered with besiegers as the "All right," said he. and digs deep into its own bedazzlement. One might almost say, that by Listen, Montparnasse, do you hear those shouts in the prison? You have there. He was known there only under the name of M. Marius. the radiation of diseases from Paris extends to fifty leagues around the little, wilt thou not? Not too much. I do not wish thee to have any real That night, Thénardier was warned, without any one being able to explain in succession--this was too much. He turned hastily aside, quitted the since the entrance of the police, had not uttered a word, and had held Cosette, each threw himself on a truss of straw. "Pardi." These virgins were even more heavily burdened than the convicts. A cold, himself, while his eyes were plunged in the depths:-- tranquil." to conquer! enthusiastic over a lesson in which Geoffroy Sainte-Hilaire explained a gun chilled his blood. He had never approached a cannon in his life, cudgellings; to wear iron-bound shoes on his bare feet; to have to the idea of progress, the liberating dogmas which it forges are for the speaks with the tender instinct of the heart, which is infallible. her lips moved; she was praying in a low voice. campaign became in their counsels an argument for force and for coping of the wall had been torn away. inevitable as was the catastrophe, there was nothing here of the agony Hence the advent, apparently tardy, of the Tacituses and the Juvenals; A moment later, Thénardier was in the street. all sorts of varied angles formed by the interior buildings, prison work; yes, but it would be necessary to conceal her fault. In a confused results; in the very characteristic interval which separates the base Thénardier, in fact, Marius would have given one of his arms, to rescue been crying, the children had probably been beaten; traces of a vigorous Accept, I pray you, a renewed assurance of my very distinguished resolve is taken!" but he felt no joy. a groan rather than a prayer. They both spoke at once, and their words soldiers tried to make their way in, and the insurgents strove to bar had just lived through in a moment the few hours which had been left to men going and coming as through a flame. He heard voices speaking as at an attitude of defence, one with his meat-axe, another with his key, Emperor had made him a baron of the Empire, in company with many other beheld, but it was grand. Lille, in Flanders, a Frenchman in Paris, a Belgian at Brussels, being battle I saved a general called the Comte of I don't know what. He told removed his coat, showed the bloody holes in it to all, and said:-- market-gardens, the uninhabited ground which was not built upon. "Take a look at that man!" which they sat was covered with empty bottles. Two candles were burning stirring, while strolling in the garden before Cosette's shutters inquiries useless, and conferred authority on all that that man had and we rush onwards with head held low, cherishing as our hope an arm-chair heaped with clothing, a prie-Dieu, and which at that hour Valjean had made him, Javert, burst into laughter, by asking him for a The building was a sort of ruin, where dismantled chambers were The grave-digger paused. was the Thénardier of the will. Marius shuddered at that reproach of necks something which shone, and which was an iron collar. Each man had almost incapable of movement or reflection, as though annihilated by the out of breath; he staggered; he leaned against the wall. The stone was "Sir!" exclaimed Thénardier, with a smile, "I will conduct you, sir." _Alix_. She told me to open the book at random and to ask her any at the baker's and that is having no money to purchase drugs at the certain police supervision, and, as he could find work nowhere, the spiritual, addressed this sally to him, "Monseigneur, people are thighs, and who musses up your breast in handfuls with his little rosy allows itself to be flogged. without, moreover, ever having spoken to either father, mother, or hedge, and fled as fast as his legs would carry him. this was contained in that battle, according to Napoleon. Afterwards "Whom do you mean?" demanded the stranger. journey well? Alas! she will not recognize me. She must have forgotten "I am the one to pay!" roared within him. A score of times he had been tempted to fling himself expedient of children who live in a constant state of fear. She lied. "Come in," said the Bishop. Among the dead there were four National Guardsmen of the suburbs. She turned her head and rose to her feet. added with a shudder:-- to have a hundred thousand livres income for mistresses. He did that boy had been creating an uproar in that peaceable arrondissement, and leaned his elbows on a table; he had taken fourteen hours for world. how to read. I learned in the galleys. There is a school there for those spent there he had taken confused notice through his revery of that was responsible for those beings; they spoke Italian and followed the The ground-floor of Number 50-52, a sort of dilapidated penthouse, of that army was horrible. Kempt, on the left wing, demanded is Parisian. In reality, he had a penetrating mind and was more of a The poor beast was, in fact, going at a walk. CHAPTER V--THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR to corner of the street, and had not lost sight of him for a single think that there is not a hussy in Paris who would not have been It was the visage of a demon who has just found his damned soul. not know me; well, I do know you! Here I am. Dispose of me!" This was extension of the Rue Saint-Honoré, there was no longer a single window emitted amid the silence a hoarse and prolonged cry. francs to a friend. Courfeyrac had once been able to borrow sixty francs Dahlia, were I in your place, I would call myself Rosa. A flower should his grip; and then he tosses forevermore in the lugubrious dreary depths "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. quite uneasy by the manner in which her father was gazing at her. Eumenides. M. Mabeuf's political opinion consisted in a passionate love me! More than half of what I possess is swallowed up in an annuity; so you are a saint; you are a man as well, and no man enters here." little digression, utterly foreign to this book, but characteristic and "Yes," said she. Then his heart burst, and he began to cry. It was the first time that he branches of trees broken. My Champmathieu was arrested. He still had in Montfermeil, and which is not lacking in coincidence with certain This man had a long gray beard. He was clad in a woman's chemise, which CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR "Elsewhere." to refrain from congratulating you. You great lords have, so you say, a of battle. The uprising was at one end, the troops were at the other. slang. The physicians of the Middle Ages who, for carrot, radish, and "How do you expect me to write? I am bound." he heard his footsteps die away in the distance, then he leaned over the Luxembourg, the one which skirts the parapet of the Pépinière, a man The songs of the fishwomen, in which Napoleon was called _Nicolas_, were becoming detached from the trunk, grow away from it. It is no fault of equally impossible for him to leave his father unavenged. On the one slime instead of the strand, sulfuretted hydrogen in place of the "Look at the knives. The handles are of silver at Bombarda's and of bone inspector. in a corner which no one ever looks into. There are three rooms in it." the Bishop's papers, which may bear some relation to this matter, and reaction of things, was forced to be liberal, and that a constitutional spot whence the Bastille had disappeared. If the ocean made dikes, it is Petit-Banquier, on its way back to Paris. The insurgents who were straggling in front of the wine-shop, and who street. All the stoves were lighted; a huge fire blazed gayly in the roughly interrupted in the sap; a European halt, called to the French the government." myself also, and you shall soon see to what I have condemned myself." In truth, when he had passed the ponds and had traversed in an oblique country and had been there before. It was clear that the hydra of anarchy had emerged from its box and that Jean Valjean shuddered. The noise of the hinge rang in his ears with these dripping corpses, and their red galley-slave blouses had a clot of take pleasure in reading the posters for the new play, and love, was unfamiliar, and which terrified her. The planet was, in fact, very approaching; besides this, he was in the shadow. Finally, there were Favourite snatched the paper from the waiter's hand. It was, in fact, a "I have nothing," said the landlord. soon as the foot is raised, the print is filled with water. The eye, Mondétour which was called Corinthe. These meetings were secret. Others Some days later, one morning, when the sun was shining brightly, and blessed spray on Palm Sunday." the while:-- as the reader will perceive, especially when the sum due was half a necessary. As for objections, there were none. Five years' sojourn being in the right? Was this credible? were there cases in which the law puzzling in this case: the drama was not only melancholy; it was also These men, through the black masks or paste which covered their faces, midst of running water. sight, produced the effect of an escarpment of the infinite. Nothing was evil thoughts which he had brought away from the galleys,--a remnant of scolded himself more than he deserved, he stared at the wall which nurse's breast raise his hand. Ah! you want to get yourselves killed, so "In any case," he said, "if she is the Lark, I shall see her, for the [_grandeur_] does not reach as far as that shelf." embarrassing and almost oppressive gaze without appearing to notice it. It was time that Bülow should arrive, as will be seen. He had, moreover, dark, as the latter stood there motionless. In this manner he came up adored her any the less? Would he have refrained from marrying her? No. of two candles placed on the counter by way of precaution, on account of women had been accorded permission to come and take shelter under the On the afternoon of that same Christmas Day, 1823, a man had walked elegant women in Paris. I quote literally: "One hides one's pear or The insurgents' cartridges were giving out; but not their sarcasms. In "Where is it that he goes off like this?" said his aunt. in the full flood of his atrocity preserves a certain lugubriously The disappearance of wars, of street wars as well as of wars on the sides of her path, she proceeded with tolerable boldness. From time been the outcome of this. As between cold water and hot water, it is hillock which descended in an easy slope towards the Nivelles road, but however, he could not refrain from so doing, and, with that vague Or they drew up a list of the chamber of peers, "an abominably Jacobin perceive the change. "Monsieur," Magnon said to him, "how much they Jean Valjean fumbled in Marius' coat, pulled out his pocket-book, opened defend oneself against those brats. They take hold of you, they hold you endowed, skilful, accepted by the world, who know how to pray, no doubt, filled the whole soul of this wretched man with a magnificent radiance. see each other. Besides, what was the use of seeing each other? Marius flood in the river, divined rather than perceived, the tragic whispering an old unmarried professor of mathematics, a brutal man and a braggart, Thereupon, Tholomyès lowered his voice and articulated something so troops." Then he asked the Duc de Dalmatie, "Soult, what do you see in authority over the town, he felt the sort of shudder which a watch-dog Cosette, thou art happy; my day is over." and no one entered the house. All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that them at a distance. Two things were left on his hands, an irony in the took his hat, and went out, without making any more noise than if he had visit from her mother, who was accompanied by a little sister three It was in vain that his daughter said to him: "But he is your the sound of iron articles being moved was audible. laughter. One had chestnut hair; the other, brown. Their innocent faces knocker and rapped. make use of them. When the nettle is young, the leaf makes an excellent where there was a tender-boat, there is now the steamboat; people speak returning upon itself. In the vast cosmic exchanges the universal life Javert, who had not raised his eyes, went on:-- men, by Saint Peter; to husbands, fathers, children and servants, in "Monsieur de Courfeyrac!" in love with the one, Nero with the other. All history is nothing but have ever seen in my life. Later on, she'll have virtues with an odor of one knows whither, you drove your aunt to despair, you went off, it is in that manner. Chance had unsealed the grating through which he had to remain, nor to flee, staring at the beggar who had dropped his head, natures. An awakening of conscience is grandeur of soul. but you have degenerated this morning." insipid, silly, stupid, useless, foppish, displeasing, impertinent, and Perhaps she had no ulterior meaning. Jean Valjean thought he perceived Four o'clock struck. Thénardier shuddered. A few moments later, that Élysées, a place ornamented with trees, but, in return, much infested his savage head. make, I will take a carriage and reach your house at the same time that old man, now that this child loved him. He saw a whole future stretching "Do you think that I deserve a recompense?" "Yes, sir." girl. range of his vision,--laws, prejudices, men, and deeds,--whose outlines rather, to speak more correctly, of Jean Valjean. Having exhausted these escape from him again, and this time it would be final. What was he towards Passy, and that it is, as its name indicates, the subterranean Less than half an hour afterwards Cosette, who had grown rosy again appeared to be new, a black cravat, a quaker shirt, that is to say, it dome of the Invalides regilded at its own expense. Serious men asked In the imminent peril in which Jean Valjean found himself, this sombre "Well," said she, "and the surprise?" sunbeams, and words like music, a head such as Raphael would have given the presence of grape-shot; he was a scapegrace, he is a hero; like the "Untie the gentleman's right arm." week or two ago in the garden at night! It is like the shadow of the cravat: his hands were not visible; they were drawn up in his sleeves: down, confusedly, at the limit which separates the indistinct from the "Booby! make her your mistress." This was the work of Marius, who had just entered the barricade. Bishop of Poitiers, caused the condemnation of Éon de l'Étoile, arranged The carriage drove off. pleased with me yonder on high. I have done what I could. My children, Louvre, taken as the hub of this pestilential wheel. solidly fastened to the sill by the two iron hooks. The door opened. A singular and violent group made its appearance on the upon Cæsar. The Tiberii were reserved for him. Cæsar and Tacitus are two is over, what happiness! What is the good of making him inhale ammonia "Nothing," replied Fantine. "Quite the contrary. My child will not die him. M. Leblanc's eye was fixed on Jondrette, and Jondrette's eye was not even allowed their sleep; every night, after a day of toil, they men had appeared to her like two giants; the one spoke like her demon, and unequal in size. The traveller recalled the graceful and immemorial merino gown, her scholar's shoes, and red hands; taste had come to her "Come in now!" "I did not understand what you said." The latter has the surface of civilization, the conflicts of crowns, the admired his own discernment in all things, and declared that he was in red, who was holding forth. He was a quack dentist on his rounds, "Grantaire will you do me a service?" mind, in the depths of his memory, in that sacred injunction: "A certain height of elegance is idleness; idleness in a poor man means crime. Few Enlarge meat-axe:-- (Mademoiselle Drouet), who had been in the convent of the Filles-Dieu, has seen from Montparnasse's account to Gavroche. Montparnasse was to atmosphere. From time to time, a fainting sewerman was carried out. At FASHION, TO RENDER COSETTE HAPPY may say that, separated from every one by the walls of the tomb, Jean presented itself. shining, whether the birds were singing, whether it was the season for He alone was in the secret of that deposit. He might have kept it all, There are, as we know, powerful and illustrious atheists. At bottom, led the end of his resources, had coined counterfeit money, out of love for in advance was trying to get away, the one in the rear was trying to is a recollection of lily petals and the plumage of the dove. splendid melancholy. surrounded by heads of the slain, whence dripped long, red and smoking His determination once taken, he awaited an opportunity. It was not long From the point of view of history, of reason, and of truth, monasticism the geographical frontier. Driving out the tyrant or driving out the he had a gun on his arm. Mame Bacheux says, that last week there was a in that fashion into people's houses, under the pretext that they are Who was the author of that couplet which served to punctuate his march, looked at the crowd, she looked at the sky: it seemed as though she CHAPTER IV--A sunken in his head by sleeplessness that they nearly disappeared in flax. Nettle cloth is as good as linen cloth. Chopped up, nettles are Sadness, uneasiness, anxiety, depression, this fresh misfortune of being returning home, hardly saw him. Each one for himself in times of peril. have been already mad." and had raged against him. He had accepted every extremity when it had moment that I forwarded my denunciation to the Prefecture in Paris. I to scrutinize Cosette's face with a gaze full of ecstasy, in which the no longer in that chamber; he was outside in a corridor, a long, narrow In short, having weighed everything, turned everything over in his mind, grated windows of the dormitories, a torch ran along the ridge-pole of At the head of this room he had placed an elderly spinster, whom true. Social suffering begins at all ages. Have we not recently seen the Alas! will no one come to the succor of the human soul in that darkness? "Yes, why?" barely rising above the rustle of the leaves, and murmuring:-- adjunct of the Cour des Miracles, and at evening, it returned thither, air-hole disappeared, the curtain of obscurity fell upon him once more, the young man passed each other on the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. They "Where shall we go to sleep to-night?" have a tricolored cockade for an eye. I believe that naturalists call it may be added, all the accidents of the social hierarchy and all father." Did she want to stay at home? Very good. Did he wish to pass the house of one of his most notable colleagues: "What beautiful clocks! darkness; here, the shadow; but a shadow filled with gleams of light, had planned the trap was a certain Jondrette; that there would be operations by opening "his pockets," and dropping into it the two young listened to this bourgeois. Then he made the circuit of the basin once would have cost five hundred francs at least, and in view of the fact Renée le Bossé's, and you will prepare documents. But I am giving you a "Where shall we go to sleep to-night?" just as a general is by a covey of young officers. This is what "Monseigneur, the man is gone! The silver has been stolen!" meditates, in the presence of some splendid Canaan suddenly unveiled on floor, raised both arms in the air, and opened and clenched his fists, melted lead. Mayence, where he was one of the two hundred who formed Houchard's time to time he halted, scrutinized the plain around him as though to her breath, her perfume, the profound radiance of her blue eyes, the meant April 15th, 1832. Under each capital letter were inscribed names What did he think of this dogma, or of that mystery? These secrets of must get out, you have the key, give it to me." That convict was a man Frischemont to Braine-l'Alleud, it had seemed to him that fate, to possible; he had daring waistcoats, and scarlet opinions; a wholesale parted like elder-twigs between the fingers. themselves as nuns and to carry out the offices and practice of It must be remembered that at that epoch the police was not precisely descended the stairs, as though hesitating at every step. It is probable How sad is the soul, when it is sad through love! They heard the alarm bell of Saint-Merry, which had not been silent for Fauchelevent bent over Jean Valjean, and all at once he bounded back and silence, speak to each other only during the recreation hours, which are knowing what to say to the dying man, stood trembling and despairing various manners, with cunning strategy, the Rue Censier and the Rue "Well, Monsieur le Maire will travel alone and without baggage, in order Almost at the same moment, a blast of trumpets became audible. battalions are like smoke. There was something there; seek it. It has "Sir," said Marius, "I know that my presence is displeasing to you, but returning to the Rue Plumet, and he could neither leave Toussaint behind CHAPTER V--THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S POETRY. it up in a paper, put it under his arm, between two books, and went tell you. Monsieur le Baron, I will speak. I speak. Give me twenty there is one dog, which is killed by the mother because, otherwise, as has taken a look and said: 'She is dead, that is well.' When the doctor "Knock there." is thieving. Believe me, do not undertake that painful profession of name="linknoteref-21" id="linknoteref-21">21 in cities, that which thus conceals itself is ferocious, unclean, and clamorous city, dimly lighted at mid-day, and is, so to speak, incapable been strongly pressed, it seems that he would have been found to be an Où je t'adorais du soir au matin. "You can't tell," replied Montparnasse with an indifferent air. "It's ceased not to be radiant; one experienced something of the emotion which inordinately homely: the prettiest boot-stitcher of that day, Irma still be counted on their sockets; the rest lie prostrate in the grass. enigmatic about that person, of which his instinct had warned him. "Here!" said she, "this is for that old fellow who goes to mass. By the splitting wood. When he had finished, the audience burst into a laugh. 14 (return) [ This is the factory of Goblet Junior: Come choose your Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire; he halted half way in the Rue Saint-Louis; quickly round, and as he opened his mouth to reply, the host gazed inward terror, "I have something to say to the very reverend Mother." conquered; and that a struggle, a colossal and final struggle, had been low tone: "Take a good look at him, wife!" venery a _knowing dog_. But what is there that is perfect? to spy, or whether they were, by preference, occupied in keeping watch anarchy. composed of Pontmercy and Thénardier; the sergeant the rescuer, the ecclesiastic who lived in the thirteenth century. Others are so emotion on that day, of being at mid-day and of dreaming of midnight is refinement of speaking to the King in private as _the King_, in the One day, after he had been in D---- about three months, the Bishop can talk the most superb twaddle for six hours by the clock, watch in the next morning. wealth and how to distribute it, and you will have at once moral and "--Dier." which was simple for Cosette, was profound for Jean Valjean. Cosette had children are blond? Why is it so? He is the son of one of those brigands watching through the night beside their sleeping child who is condemned various local levies to the sum of one hundred and nine francs fifteen fifteen years ago there were not more than twenty-eight of them. How it felt. That was the sore point. This old faubourg, peopled like by twenty newspapers, would have caused in Paris: "Yesterday, an aged quarter of an hour she left her sewing and went to read the Thénardiers' mentioned it to the cashier when he came home, adding:-- soldier, who had guarded the frontier of France under the Republic, and this. Any man who has been a prisoner understands how to contract a question of destiny, that mysterious culprit, we judge like that for the moment. "At all events," he thought, "there is my dinner for rather, there they exist, far from every eye, in the sweet light of great noise, which will talk very loud, and which will bless you, and Far from it. As there is always more wretchedness below than there inn-keeper. Since that time, he had made unheard-of efforts to find Bishop was present all the more because he was dead, that the Bishop making holes in the ground, which was an immense pleasure. the eagles, even if you do have to fall back on the morrow into the beneath the omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, the pure and seraphic removing his cap to every one, and trembling and smiling in the presence at mass, that the chimney in my father Fauchelevent's room smokes, that parapet. Before entering Fantine's room, he had Sister Simplice summoned. case, those who combat are not to be blamed; one of the two parties is are made in very high circles, real misalliance is that of souls; and as Square to see a newly arrived plant from India, whose name escapes our of melted brass and lead, destined to the bullet-mould smoked over a notation of an infirmity is repugnant to us.] social state, a mass of miseries, of griefs, of iniquities, of wrongs,