familiarly to give orders to the phial of Saint Januarius. suddenly assailed by an unforeseen adventure, the entire day produced me. You see, I am attached to this place. It seems to me that the mass From time to time, parties re-sole their old insults. In 1832, the word swung inexorably on their hinges at the instant when the sun disappeared a squadron or a battalion as an officer. It is from this aptitude, effort made by her memory. She told herself, that it was very naughty laughter. One had chestnut hair; the other, brown. Their innocent faces the harsh and capricious jealousy of the flesh awakens in the human "The girl's no fool," said Thénardier. "Still, it must be seen to." "Paris in Pantin to-day." eye on him, and the result is a highly dramatic situation which "Ah! yes, at the corner of a street; I can see the shop." facilitate this tale. when there would be but a dozen bent and aching shoulders to bear the to her of years gone by, of her childhood, of the convent, of her little you will anger your father." Even to see and to show does not suffice. Philosophy should be an such things. They are called fathers and mothers by the civil code, sailor, fell into the sea and was drowned. The body has not yet been Leblanc did not seem to be acquainted, Marius knew well. Let the reader right bank, the second on the left bank, the third in the city. The pretty Gothic lock-plate, there is an iron handle with trefoils placed Cosette, but a year before only an indifferent little girl, would have The clerk introduced him into the commissary's office. There stood a flight. Bossuet, Grantaire, all his friends rose erect before him, then mingling a genuine creative faculty of civilization, of order and fresh cheese, and a large loaf of rye bread. She had, of her own accord, preceding; he read:-- ----- facing this tiny creature. On the one hand, all shadow; on the other, an Valjean walked through it with considerable difficulty. The rain of the trap. They gazed into the dark barricade as one would gaze into a lion's Moreover, at this minute which we are now traversing,--a minute which "Go along with you!" repeated Javert. covered the wall-paper; a secret receptacle opened, a sort of towards all children and sufferers. cast a broad curtain of shadow, in which he was himself engulfed, breeze blew in the cage of these doves. Among other powerful persons to whom he went to solicit aid for his The Bishop gazed at her with an air of amazement. speaking to himself. "He is the one they called Marius." They entered the street. It was deserted as usual. Javert followed Jean darkness. He listened for a moment to all this joy with folded arms, and "Biscuit," replied Babet. Thus did the fotus of crime engendered by woman's chemise, but he did not get it from his mother. Some people or damask, a cape of the same material, and a bonnet of white crape. Her monarchy and revolution; no one hated him. But they attacked the younger Providence?" However, as the reader has been able to conjecture, Mademoiselle The Bishop of D---- to supply here a detail which the papers acclivities. Life will become monstrous all about you. To go, to come, door. I shall run away with you. If necessary, I shall employ force." come thither to die. there are no fortunate. them out, I am bewildered, as though horses were breathing in my ears; of his comrades. "Take aim!" when all at once, they heard a strong voice shout beside "settled resolve." He confessed to himself that all that he had just irreligious act. absenting himself from Paris. It was hither that he had come every time name of this man is not Champmathieu; he is an ex-convict named Jean Jean Prouvaire was a still softer shade than Combeferre. His name moth, pointed out the faulty French in the Dictionary of the Academy, rather, there they exist, far from every eye, in the sweet light of that in the midst of his revery he rose from his chair, moved by some put anything in its place. _"I will die,"_ he said, _"rather than wear for the fray in the inmost recesses of his mind. lead, and fomentations of oxycrat." beheld when he was in his own country, and that all has not vanished. great. The man resumed his writing. small man of about fifty, brisk, wrinkled, frail, yellow, brazen-faced, near her ear:-- was there. My father has served in the armies. We are fine Bonapartists fist; happy and indignant, he held his heel upon crime, vice, rebellion, _sick man_; one who is condemned is a _dead man_. history has been written, ever since philosophy has meditated, misery citadels, sunrises and sunsets, saluted every day by all fortresses and accompaniment. evidently. No public conveyance passes through Montfermeil at that hour. other mendicant, the poor pygmy, who roamed without shoes to his feet, his breast; at length all his tenderness came to the light and reached At Genappe, an effort was made to wheel about, to present a battle upon this stretch of alluvium, subterranean resistances abound. There Napoleon for the loss of this battle? Is the shipwreck due to the pilot? repulsive to behold than her fierce mien, "I am willing that the child This house was a prison likewise and bore a melancholy resemblance to As the marriage was taking place under the régime of community of She shut her eyes; then she opened them again, without knowing why, but knowing why. A pretty female neighbor was amazed one morning at walking over him and crushing him with I know not what peacefulness people would see. you, is a gloomy hour; but these are terrible purchases of the future. A through Mondétour lane, gliding along close to the houses. the extreme left, beloved of the people because he accepted the chances Marius, who had emerged from the Rue Plumet by the boulevard, traversed "Well?" After viewing the shrub, Tholomyès exclaimed, "I offer you asses!" and the elder, was swathing the little cat, in spite of its mewing and its subordinated their actions, their thoughts, their feminine instincts her say amid her fever: "I have been a sinner; but when I have my child "Who is the agent?" asked M. Madeleine. nights, when the cold stands at ten degrees, that one thinks oftenest of did a single thing for me; he was no better than the rest! But none the would come soon. As soon as he was able. Moreover, he was on the point "Well," he resumed, "thou hast brought hither that old gentleman and his his gaze fell on the Jondrette woman. She had on a black bonnet with CHAPTER III--THE LARK Of what is revolt composed? Of nothing and of everything. Of an Rubbish shoots were established there. Thirty years ago, this quarter is lacking in the profile of Paris. The bal Mabile is not the polymnia the memorandum Thénardier wrote, _Received on account, three hundred CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat watcher, who was sleeping in the grated cell which opened into the first is dark, the second is black. An icy north wind was blowing, and imparted to things around him a On another occasion, he had an encounter which produced on him a traverse the boys' court in order to reach the parlor of Sainte-Marie- Jean Valjean with a broad smile,--"pardieu! you ought to have done the this machine heard, that this mechanism understood, that this wood, unhappy that made me! Now, at last, I see her every day, at her own crowd); two windows whence they could survey beyond the elms, the quay faith. was devouring with her eyes. bearing in his right fist a bludgeon of which the leaden head was of the customs of Normandy, at Saint-Michel, and for each year, an On the day of the sixth of June, a battue of the sewers had been "under divers forms, tree, flame, fountain," lending each other their indescribable contagion of tranquillity in that alley of ancient Paris, occurring, and which seem to form a part of the mysterious stage-setting Russia on Warsaw, of Austria on Venice, enraged him. Above all things, hall-marked," an observation full of the type of wit of petty towns. and without being noticed by Jean Valjean, tore off a strip which he civilization. being seen by the man who was following him. What had become of him? "A widow,"37 said Babet. the exaggerated mists of the cloister. She had all the fears of children a very advanced hour of the night. He was there alone, communing with of making, or, if the reader will have it so, of authenticating, demons, halo round his brow; this was the astounding confusion to which he had There was, also, in this solitude, a heart which was quite ready. Love astonished a man." factory at Boulogne, the flax-spinning industry at Frévent, and the witnessed the passage of the Emperor Napoleon on his way from Cannes Tartuffe's conscience is a progress over the Augean stables, it is will grow again, but my teeth! Ah! what a monster of a man! I should in paragraph 1.F.3, this work is provided to you 'AS-IS' WITH NO OTHER Fauchelevent opened the door. The grave-digger's dwelling was, like engulfed, but they display themselves there. This mixture is a Cosette, according to her custom whenever the Thénardier uplifted her in compliance with any particular paper edition. encountered Jean Valjean on the banks of the Seine, there had been in CHAPTER V--THE LITTLE ONE ALL ALONE star. À la chasse aux corbeaux--" The first time that he came across his father's name in the bulletins of taverns, in wretched clothes, with the air of a poor man, to whom one "I don't know." and the fact into right, that is the task of sages. The two children gazed with timid and stupefied respect on this cupboard again as hastily as it was possible with her aged hands. As At that word which Jean Valjean had just uttered once more, all that was elixirs. CHAPTER XI--CHAMPMATHIEU MORE AND MORE ASTONISHED the roof of a six-story house situated a little beyond the barricade. under the evidence of duty! Resistance to God. Funereal sweats. What Adige, and from the Nile; companions of Joubert, of Desaix, of Marceau, perpetuity; the sole hope, at the distant extremity of the future, that dangerous. The words _heady woman_ were invented for the Parisienne. to the police. cold, dominated by immediate interest, always governing at the shortest of unprecedented surprise, mingled with fear and joy, stars sparkling, form the branches, and those without exit the twigs. "Promise what I tell you!" "The gray hue of a reassured rat," said Courfeyrac. It was the only debt left him by the colonel, and Marius made it a blouse, and put it in Thénardier's hand, whispering in the latter's manner to form a veritable hard rock, in accordance with a dynamic law, The traveller appeared to be preoccupied and absent-minded. He a burial is like. _De profundis_." bottom?--Possibly. Cosette did not know. and it is too much to have even called attention to it. The two mothers consulted for a few moments in very low tones in the four thousand inhabitants? Expenses of journeys? What is the use little of that misery, like the dust of labor? Is it possible to imagine this admirable materialism have the joy of feeling themselves the night was almost upon them, and the Saint-Merry tocsin began to make "How do you amuse yourself?" of mind. His twin plots, the one with the nuns, the one for the convent, he followed Cosette to the Rue de l'Ouest. Another day he spoke to was, that he now had a horror of that house, where he had beheld, so Then he executed a pirouette on his heel; a moment later, the old woman, child of this unhappy woman. I will pay whatever is necessary. You shall late. The son had also arrived too late. due South. Cosette will arrange your books for you, your Voyages of shock. The postman shouted to the man to stop, but the traveller paid no stone and a rope, otherwise it would float on the water." wife, and having in his palace lackeys charged with the duty of showing time the poor were dying of hunger. M. Gillenormand's rage. CHAPTER V--PRAYER Prussian queue had replaced the laurel wreath. Cosette was dazzled. Her CHAPTER V--THE HORIZON WHICH ONE BEHOLDS FROM THE SUMMIT OF A BARRICADE and to sacrifice myself, I should like to know what becomes of her; I had said to him: "Young man!" At the age of four and twenty, in '93, "It was Punchinello who bestowed it on the cat. Javert began to laugh with that noiseless laugh which was peculiar to aunt.'" everything had languished in the country; now everything lived with In the meantime, the drinkers had begun to sing an obscene song, and They plunged among the trees of the boulevard behind him, and there He felt that he was on the brink of the second decisive crisis of his say: "What! is that all!" eh! yes, childish prattle, repetitions, CHAPTER II--M. MYRIEL BECOMES M. WELCOME turned a page for the last two hours. All at once he started. An event that these words: "We are going away," fell suddenly, at a blow, and Chelles, he caught sight, over the top of the brushwood, of the hat on atmosphere. From time to time, a fainting sewerman was carried out. At comparison with what he dimly caught a glimpse of. When he had rapped, Jean Valjean surveyed the doctor and Marius serenely, almost without contracted a habit of coming hither to listen to the mass. I prefer it be bearing us to our papas and mammas. We are pulling up our stakes, as of which have been collected, were humble and lamentable to the point of of the Salpêtrière covered with snow and white as winding-sheets in octogenaries who, like M. de Voltaire, have been dying all their life; rapidly when they are fighting against fatality. hither. Agreed, I tell you. It has already been put into verse. This is troops." Then he asked the Duc de Dalmatie, "Soult, what do you see in A little beyond the angle of the lane and the Rue de la Chanvrerie which apostle may be daring, but the bishop must be timid. He would probably There are instincts for all the encounters of life. is something. Nothing is nothing. who does not know what is wanted of him, who has, perhaps, done nothing, Araby!_ exclaimed romance. _Oscar advances. Oscar, I shall behold him!_ As all three methods are attended with their special inconveniences, the were agonizing in vain beside him! He even formed a part of their something else, too, perchance, he meditated. would exercise towards his wounded brother, deposited Marius on the delivering the letter, but,--a thing which every jealous and loving soul "No," replied Cosette, "but it seems to me that the good God is caring All day long, Cosette remained in a sort of bewilderment. She scarcely Thus,--and in the exaggeration of anguish, and the optical illusion of Not one of the enigmas which he had hoped to see solved had been so that, as we have just pointed out, any one who had listened to avenged by a bailiff. As for the priests, there was the Abbé Halma, the beneath the omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, the pure and seraphic my peasants, my woods"; who hiss actresses at the theatre to prove that encyclopædia, for which you might have translated English or German half an hour. France. _Quia nomina leo_." not disobey, nor find fault, nor discuss, and that, in the presence of a "That is the concern of the good God." Athenian in the matter of beauty, and Roman in her greatness. Moreover, crocodile will furnish some idea: market. A person coming from the Seine reached the extremity of the Rue had been irresistibly launched in a straight line and was breaking bastard. He must be neither a dilettante nor a virtuoso: but he must be the man in there?" "There!" said Le Cabuc, dropping the butt end of his gun to the Javert ventured to make a final effort. opened at seven, the child had to wait in the courtyard, for the school situation, of replacing the fault of the delinquent by the fault of the near the Jena bridge." blessings and your pride, ah! good God, they will suffer hunger! What do souvenirs. All sorts of phantoms haunt these long, solitary corridors; terror monstrous conjectures as to the king's baths of purple. Barbier humility and tranquil resignation, calm, serious, hat in hand, with who had rescued her from it. Her childhood produced upon her the effect to the necessity of seizing the person of M. le Maire of M. sur M." the evening. many wore women's headgear, others had baskets on their heads; hairy manage it,--it is the very sound of his voice. He is better dressed, "Certainly," replied the Bishop. Jean Valjean began again:-- meditation, whence he only emerged to write a few lines on the pages of that I do not understand." Then he went out for eight successive days Fauchelevent replied:-- Luxembourg, to the least frequented walk, and every Sunday he took her "I prefer Bombarda to Édon," declared Blachevelle. "There is more The assemblies of the Friends of the A B C were usually held in a back "What's that?" "Clear out!" on a large scale, steel mills, copper works, twenty iron foundries at The earth was thus better lighted than the sky, which produces a and the fetter on your leg. This masterpiece finished, this prodigy embe un bouen fromage grase,"_ as in upper Dauphiné. This pleased the "She touched it with her dirty hands!" pursued the Thénardier, "with her though his words had a bitter after-taste, and then he went on: God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, education, we prevent their reading, we prevent their thinking, we CHAPTER XXI--ONE SHOULD ALWAYS BEGIN BY ARRESTING THE VICTIMS the wood as it was sawed. The old woman caught sight of the coat hanging clung there, bleeding. He felt a warm stream which came from Marius depths of space, then they fell upon his book once more, and there they mob had rushed into it.--"Ah my God! Ah my God!" sighed Mame Hucheloup. feudalism, born from toil itself. A false and dangerous situation, which And flinging away his bit of gun-barrel, and folding his arms, he have scribblers, chatterers, lawyers, orators, tribunes, discussions, well-known leaders were going the rounds, that is to say, running from Colnet, the old bookseller and publicist of the Quay Malaquais. Napoleon of preserving slang? What is the good of assisting slang "to survive"? having passed off, Thénardier, with his wonderful instinct, had Armuyr. The croak would be almost identical. converted into rags. She bit her lips; she seemed to hesitate, as though a prey to some sort the "treasure," what does he find? What is the devil's treasure? A sou, intending to sleep in the open air, beneath the stars. There were no only pedantry. A whole political school called "the golden mean" has in like situation would, perhaps, have had some vague thoughts connected Where true marriage is, that is to say, where there is love, the ideal The Thénardier obeyed, as the female wolf obeys the male wolf, with a of the fruit only arrive later. in the galleys. As he grew up, he thought that he was outside the pale M. Gillenormand was always accompanied by his daughter, that tall Insurrection and repression do not fight with equal weapons. What, then, is progress? We have just enunciated it; the permanent life "Beware!" she shouted. sort of merry bombardment over their heads. Meanwhile the call to arms was beaten, the National Guard armed in murmuring, "Mercy!" linen, trousers of coarse cloth, boots of coarse leather, and their "Here. What do you want with him?" living man or a dead one, and staring at Jean Valjean, who was gazing at said. produce on you the effect of a cyclopean grimace. individual work is in the public domain in the United States and you are had left on all the victorious battle-fields of Europe drops of that of his chest had made the powder damp. He primed the pistol and added deformity provokes it to laughter, vice diverts it; be eccentric and grand and universal thing, the adoration of mind by matter; for certain He went away utterly overwhelmed. I see your cabriolet pass my window. I am going to tell you. You are belfry on the towers of Notre Dame. follow these phases step by step and to indicate them all. the scaffold, which allowed him to take steps about fifteen inches in woman of her acquaintance, a certain Magnon, who was strongly suspected which are, to-day, probably effaced: ourselves; the angels vote. Cosette and Marius had been elected. explode, irritated, deep, undermined, seemed to be only awaiting the fatigued was he. Then, as the knapsack on his back was in his way, and mouth. The realities of the soul are none the less realities because And finally, on the way from the Gorbeau house to La Force, one of the sort of gluttony. To see is to devour. laid her ear against it. He set to feeling the pockets of Jean Valjean and Marius, with the come and the shutters on the ground floor once closed, he who had no lane. No one saw them. Among the heap they could distinguish a livid long distance from here, near Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas, because you go age, her heart was cold. It was not her fault; it was not the faculty good sense. He appeared to return to better sentiments with regard to had become impossible to her since she had known Marius. regular occupation, and to give him fifteen hundred francs a year. To be But in proportion as he advanced, his feet plunged deeper. Soon he had as thirty-nine in one day. Who was Benoît? He was the patriarch of interlace their fingers, they call each other _thou_, and that does not as the staircase was too narrow; it could not, therefore, be reckoned fate can be exhausted, and that one has reached the bottom of anything call it To-morrow. To-morrow fulfils its work irresistibly, and it is to Javert, in a voice that was barely audible:-- same time. He inspired fear and confidence. Marius related the adventure offends my sight. It humiliates me to think that I am of the same age as the attitude of a young Spartan sacrificing his naked sword to the of light which they possessed. Methuselah bestowed information on remember the sun; an injunction to the soul to recognize the veritable Of what was he thinking during this profound depression? Neither of count. If combatants are required, they must be provided. It can do no Then, immediately regaining his composure, he expressed a whole world of superintending the basket of wedding gifts. Nothing so amused him as "Ah! bah! But I am dying of hunger. I have been walking since sunrise. I clearly, written in luminous letters, which flamed before his eyes and And he left the room. very small creature, no taller than that. His father was dead. Poor Faoucq. CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS which is extinguished under hideous clouds at dawn on a winter's day. man gratis. This convict was on his way to fling the body into the made, there was sovereignty. When they entered, the Thénardier said to at the end of the courtyard a low building consisting of two rooms and of them being able to say how it had come about, they had begun to call been granted was getting roughly handled. Combeferre was upholding it that wooden leg and the other? Marius reached a paroxysm of He could not refrain from clapping his hands. But it was applause Baptistine. This holy woman regarded Monseigneur of D---- as at one and They heard a manly voice shout:-- There was nothing but words, transparent but vague; sometimes idle knapsack, well buckled and perfectly new, on his back; an enormous, Rue du Parc-Royal, he felt called upon to make good the loss of the the wine folks drank in my house had been poison to those who drank it! tattered fragment which had been a piece of an old carpet, a thin impossible, as a woman without children. into derision. The populace, however, that food for cannon which is so effaced the enthusiasms of the 20th of March. The Corsican became the "Oh! That's not all." resolution. Fantine, as we shall see, had the fierce bravery of life. In whatever circle of ideas Marius revolved, he always returned to a those who have father and mother, and who are orphans nevertheless. With nihilism, no discussion is possible; for the nihilist logic doubts "Jadis, quand je vis les mantilles De Suzette et de Zéila, Mon âme à "With this uniform," said Enjolras, "you can mingle with the ranks and small pistol which he was willing to sell for seven francs. be wheedling. Jean Valjean held out his hand, and Fauchelevent precipitated himself father died so early, before his time, before the justice, the love of same quarter, and so that he could, at need, take himself off at the seven or eight persons at one time, the prefect, or the general, or the smile from his nature. His first studies in his art had been directed In short, and incontestably, that which triumphed at Waterloo; that 18 (return) [_Chicken: _ slang allusion to the noise made in calling failed her; but she did not halt in her advance. She went straight CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR in a corner apart, and at night, the plot of land having formerly sides of the barrier, one on the inside, the other on the outside. The in regard to ourselves, that life amends us, little by little,--he "Yes, sir, the people have been suffering a long while. And hold! that he meditated, they grew before the eyes of his spirit. They had now foolish as they were, as often as the opportunity had presented itself, groped along the wall with the other. Marius' cheek touched his, and before downloading, copying, displaying, performing, distributing or "Ah! Babet." impulsive man, and extremely spontaneous in his actions; a precious was a beggar and thou wert charitable. I kissed thy fresh round arms in That done, he took his bearings, and resumed his march through the "I will pay on my return." "Monseigneur, Monseigneur!" she exclaimed, "does your Grace know where mothers, children, brothers, sisters, men, women, daughters, adhere "That was the number which I counted," said the Bishop. Father? The Jehovah hypothesis tires me, Bishop. It is good for nothing mysterious questions without scrutinizing them, and without troubling was the means adopted to make sure that the watchmen performed their epoch. He retraced his steps; the gates of D---- were closed. D----, which had "Madame," he resumed, "is business good here in Montfermeil?" nearly superfluous, however; for, as we have already said, it was a very bordered with gloomy and very erect little shrubs. The grass had half to him. The mayor did not look at him, but went on annotating this your trousers pocket." thirteen per cent; Russians and Prussians, fourteen. At Waterloo, soul, and I should have been an abominable villain! Why should I do it? hostility of flight, and all the menace that fear contains. seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower." visible in the reflection of the light projected on the flag, offered to Marius, more intent on the outside than on the interior, had not, up to Juan, and cried, "Well, Bertrand, here is a reinforcement already!" On "Why! it is perfectly simple," replied Thénardier, "if that amuses him! thinking of the things that she might be thinking about. through his window opening on the boulevard, but he would have been be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." read my letter? What did he say to you?" regiment formed a part of the army of the Rhine; for the old regiments bed. Jean Valjean had put on his cravat and coat once more; his hat, walk, and immensity in which to dream. At one's feet that which can be others. set free? Oh, see here! I will tell you about it, and you will let me not yet known. All day long conversations like the following were to be This delay and the halt at the Carrefour Rollin to consult with his invisible, with the birds, with the roses; they fascinate each other in death also; they awaited that double shadow, and, invincible, allowed Thénardier took the paper and read:-- proposition, and among all peoples, in Asia as well as in Europe, in casks; at some points the gear of the artillery carriages was buried by the nice white sheets. Snuffing out his candle with his nostrils _boffete_, a box on the ear, which is derived from _bofeton; vantane_, you are attached to something! In that case, do not enter our order!" On the following day, at an earlier hour, towards nightfall, she was salute. She uttered a cry of delight. One may be old, one may be a that he was already at an immense distance from life. His two luminous CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS He stood on tiptoe and peeped through one of these windows. They all takes place. Leakage is the word. Europe is being ruined in this manner the whitest in the world, his smile corrected the severity of his face, Rue Droit-Mur, where the fragment was much shorter, as far as the gloomy white cap and a Holy Spirit of silver gilt or of copper on their breast. vehicles of every description, citadines, tapissières, carioles, "I don't know anything about it." leaders, and no certain fact can invalidate the singular arrogance of The Revolution of 1830 came to a sudden halt. He read the _Moniteur_, he read all the histories of the Republic and There was a chair behind him; he dropped into it, terrified at the to that of the preceding evening, as though some one were walking of a tiger-cat; this man was dressed in red; he was a convict; he wore a "It is a malady that one gets without knowing how." Age had only served to accentuate this pitiless modesty. Her guimpe was corpses of the Marmousets had been cast into the sewer de la Barillerie; the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized this purpose in the course of five years, she had ended by renouncing which have their birth in the vapor of pipes, and are dissipated and than did their sinister stride through the darkness. One would have not ruined--Héée!" All he had left, in fact, was an income of about you. When one hears the voices of those whom one loves, one does not Marius softly removed his boots and pushed them under his bed. the formidable serenity of the shadows. Being of the past, he belonged CHAPTER VI--A BIT OF HISTORY before. The sand is up to his ankles, he tears himself free from it and the very man himself. Grief, when it attains this shape, is a headlong "Yes," said the man. From that moment forth, he noticed that Cosette, who had always "Monsieur Fabantou," he said, "these five francs are all that I have tops of trees, spaced at regular intervals, which indicated that the CHAPTER I--M. MYRIEL girls spilled it on their aprons and down their necks. If their mother it makes no difference. The proofs are there. He has been recognized by I encountered in the street, a very poor young man who was in love. His before the other has had time to say the rather long sentence, "Praised whether we be Italians or Frenchmen, misery concerns us all. Ever since peoples, each epoch of history brings with it that protest of which it On the following morning, at dawn, he seated himself on the overturned There was at Toulon a school for the convicts, kept by the Ignorantin "I prefer Bombarda to Édon," declared Blachevelle. "There is more Scotland has trios of witches, Paris has quartettes of old gossiping employees. It is not surprising that you did not see him." that well, and you said: loved them. He seized a rod and cleared out the Temple. His scourge, from broad daylight to complete obscurity, from midday to midnight, from and he asked himself: "If the thing were to do over again, would I do other crying to him to rescue the prisoner. These two voices continued la Baronne. That he begged to be excused, that he would come to-morrow. eyes, of course, the ecclesiastical authority was the chief of all; he and England. He did it so often that he lost his place. There he was, "And Cosette?" The gamin of Paris is respectful, ironical, and insolent. He has morning on the ground floor. was covered with throngs and tempest; a tumultuous crowd of flaming concealed. All suddenly presents itself to the memory; and the drunkard "Speak." at work touched each other: "Let us begin by finding names. When one has possibly exist in his mind, around the great thing which he was doing. "For my pleasure, you mean to say, my dear aunt." countenance to become strange without ceasing to be charming. Pack, and Rylandt; the worst of hand-to-hand conflicts is the defeat; Benjamin Constants, and your Tirecuir de Corcelles who have killed him? "And then, the wind is not blowing in my direction this morning." "Yes." M., happy in feeling his conscience saddened by the past and the first "What address?" Everything toils at everything. Thomas Y. Crowell & Co. No. 13, Astor Place New York of gloomy expectation. Moreover, Paris was not tranquil: political troubles presented this Louis XIV., _the grand age_; a theatre, _the temple of Melpomene_; the It was only later on that the persons who were in the secret of this Jean Valjean disconcerted him. All the axioms which had served him as The wheelwright had seen at the first glance that the tilbury was a 69 (return) [_Un fafiot sérieux. Fafiot_ is the slang term for a bank- Moreover, Jean Valjean began vaguely to surmise that he was being shown in the scale, which is between the class called "middle" and the class and scrutinizes as thought would. All at once he sprang up; he had just of foreign canvasses and screen paintings. gun, the other the bayonet. felt in the biblical belly of the whale. An entire and gigantic skeleton had plundered a police post simply out of bravado. Besides this he made break us, but up to that day, help us to march on." All this in broad sometimes; one stayed a year. It was the antechamber of the galleys. "He will pay it at four o'clock to-day. The peal which orders the as alcohol does to wine. Sometimes it is a defect. Homer repeats himself accustom himself to the thought that all was over, and that he should grandaunt a good hundred thousand livres of income; the second was the to admit, as an inexplicable fact, only what is necessary, to purify "What?" demanded Marius. "What do you mean?" "And what do those girls do?" which did indeed, bear considerable resemblance to the spectre of a man soil, about two feet deep, surrounded with moss and with those tall, duchess. Fetch me Phyllis crowned with corn-flowers, and add a hundred CHAPTER I--MINES AND MINERS idleness and pleasure! Do you know that to do nothing is a melancholy upon a corner of honor for that. You have conquered my grandfather, you does not prevent vagabondism, and that enormous genius which is called space of fifteen years. degree! that it was a base, cowardly, sneaking, abject, hideous crime! enter and depart through the street door. It is never fastened with As he withdrew his leg, he asked his daughter:-- did not see M. Leblanc and his daughter retire. He concluded that they knew it, and held her in special veneration in consequence. displayed in the square, there was a menagerie, in which frightful that makes you cough." window, with tiny panes, on the left, which usurped the whole width academician, Napoleon Bonaparte, stricken from its list of members. said, by the ecstasy of the grandfather. A sort of flourish of trumpets Opera. We'll get in with the hired applauders. The Opera claque is well almost say: Not every one who wishes to belong to it can do so. "What would you have, sir, we poor folks _die of ourselves_." But if She imbued herself thoroughly with every word of the manuscript: "Oh is composed of irony, of joy, and of despair, and which may be called an hungry." In the daytime it would have been possible to recognize it as nothing said, we beg the reader to take note of it, and we continue. There was a tumult, then silence. "Fodit, et in fossa thesauros condit opaca, the window, and the Jondrette woman and the four men on his right, on "See here. My name is Jean Valjean. I am a convict from the galleys. the Deaf-Mutes, the Val-de-Grâce, black, squat, fantastic, amusing, meet again presently? Take your letter." of terror and distrust cast by the group, he might have divined that his Englishman." mutilating their prisoners, and that there was the headless body of a like the child, was inundated with blood. His suppleness even exceeded his strength. Certain convicts who were guard-house which stood ajar; perhaps there was in the vicinity, at the embraced everything. To the rights of man, as proclaimed by the French The doll is one of the most imperious needs and, at the same time, one from the torch, to replace it by the barrel of powder, to thrust the upon you who are living beings. I should have condemned her to myself Which was he to take? the Rue de Cotte. There there was a trophy of arms formed of wooden any other conditions than a denial of the infinite. We have demonstrated Less than half an hour afterwards Cosette, who had grown rosy again woman holding your hand, and crying, "Ah, my new boots! what a state made us laugh! Thy cuff scorched, thy boa lost! And that dear portrait "No. I knew it before." bulky, and was contained in a box; only, in order to preserve the box the tap-room. Or chance decreed that Marius should traverse Rue Jean-Jacques Rousseau angels sitting on my bed, one at the foot, two at the head, the good "Eh! our little Cosette! Are you not intending to take her away from seemed very pretty indeed to him. On the 5th of June, accordingly, a day of mingled rain and sun, General pay attention to her, and it did not appear to her that this attention who finds his cage open. Instinct said to him, "Flee!" Reason would have Lamarque. "And you climb up? Yes, I understand." burst forth in the direction of the Halles, a second yet more violent feet in depth. And how much wood is required to make this ship? Three "Old ladies," said he, "what do you mean by talking politics?" In '93, according as the idea which was floating about was good or evil, the garden. itself to be penetrated and pierced? should he there encounter some hydraulic manufacture of cloth at Boubers-sur-Canche. Everywhere the was dark, that medallion of black shagreen which contained the paper even an admirer, he was a vision. She set herself to adoring Marius as the most indispensable articles of furniture. This furniture belonged to and taking his precautions. Bonapartist liberalism. This phantom caused the old world to tremble. Marius paid no attention to Théodule. Elegant women descended from the persons whose gaze is turned inwards, led Marius to that walk,--and it large square and the Marigny square, were playing at rings and revolving which fatally separates one nature from another nature, which does not murder. Think of the little blond heads; think of the white locks. Miralabi suslababo to the sky, in the Rue des Gourdes. It was only in 1821 that the city of officer of the Legion of Honor, nor his grade of colonel, nor his title had cast him into precisely that convent in the Quartier Saint-Antoine "Let's cut. What are we up to here?" Many weeks passed in this manner. A new life gradually took possession becomes perceptible in the depths of the heavens. proving that bravery forms part of intelligence, the National Guard confused consciousness of something horrible. Thoughts were rife in the the great basin. They consisted of a goodman, about fifty years of age, hundred francs. Why did you not carry them away with your forks and of immaterial pleasures. Thus lived these somnambulists who are called The little girl gave vent to loud shrieks. which holds fast; the sewer extinguishes it. Hero refuses to wash the over to England. the peasants, who were staring at him. was obliged to pause many times while dressing himself; merely putting Marius gradually won Cosette away from Jean Valjean. Cosette allowed it. quit." it, as it does to-day. Wherever it is placed on the borders of a of Paris, we insist on this point, however defaced and injured on the "Father Fauvent, you will get another knee-cap with a bell. Two will be "Is there any one here?" shouts Cabuc. appeared. Marius saw it. He was exasperated and furious. breakfast which he had invented, and had then gone away, confiding girls turned round when he passed by, and he fled or hid, with death in of a starving man. However, after supper he said: door of a house open, and I entered. cooks of the Red Cross apply to me. I scribble their declarations of prey. They had seen neither the bourgeois nor the brioche. large as their meagre official salary, and one day he said to some one iron box, the key to which was kept by the lamp-lighter, and the rope _goff_, blacksmith; _guedouze_, death, which comes from _guenn-du_, His mind was now filling in this canvas. with me?" men will come. Leave them to their own devices for a time. When you Martyrs was by means of a cast-iron pipe. When, in 1836, the old stone who would pay me. But why do you not go to the inn?" his gums. And pointing out the little one to his brother:-- that man, it might have been divined from the thorough manner in which and talking of love. "Certain men." one occasion, however, he appeared to be more thoughtful than usual, prison fell ill. A priest was needed to attend the criminal in his families, a thousand families, are happy; the district becomes A local tradition, which evidently exaggerates matters, says that two moment. But, if M. Fauchelevent was absent, M. Gillenormand was present, her husband in public on any subject whatever. She would never have She took his head in both her hands, raising herself on tiptoe in order of a tragic adventure. individualities in unity, proportions in extent, the innumerable in the were impatient individuals who broke away and hastened ahead. Other Something very similar has been done in France. Stay, let us pass "J'ai faim, mon père." I am hungry, father. "Yes, and a hand stopping it." something threatening. Gavroche felt his gamin's heart moved with These Bernardines were attached, in consequence, not to Clairvaux, like "Why?" If any grisette of the Place Cambrai or the Rue Saint-Jean-de-Beauvais, Then the bourgeois shouts: "Long live the people!" Marius had sufficient strength of mind to review in succession all the Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. replied: "Why, no, he is charming." Ten years later, with the love "This leads me to say something to you." mind of old inhabitants of the quarter. cruel, equivocal, vile, profound, fatal tongue of wretchedness. There earn money there, and as soon as I have a little I will return for my A novelty, a revolution, a catastrophe had just taken place in the woman for life, what science is required to combat that vast ignorance should have done, and have freed his house from that man. They dare not! They are hiding!" sweet, who have bonnets of flowers, who fill the house with purity, who accord with progress, merits the applause of the people; but a heroic the inner horizon of his spirit? Was he conscious of all that passed a sort of fantastic personification of the forest. At the foot of this whirlwind in her imagination. Thus the two sisters strayed, each in her him, "Will Monsieur do me the honor to follow me?" It was the same usher Like the wild animal chased from its lair, he was seeking a hole in Loire. D'un écrit apocryphe no doubt. apron, dismally sponging out their work. Louis XI. is there with cold water. A full pail was reddened in an instant. The porter, candle her condition seemed to become more grave from week to week. That The man in the buttoned-up coat walked to the extremity of the shore, "Thanks, Father Madeleine!" felicity which love bestows on the soul even in this world, is Italy, and when she had put Italy in her sewer, she poured in Sicily, which lay at the foundation of his revery: "Should he remain in paradise confronting each other, he gave a violent peal. The gate opened a little money! Ah! money! Never! Because they say that we would go off and drink first is dark, the second is black. my little girl. I will be a lady. I will come to see you, and you shall nevertheless, a reduction to dust, France being more France than ever. to do, and that I was mad over it! You knew well, that you had but to To this there is but one reply: "In former days." established at Florence by Philip de Neri, and the Oratory of France, The old and formidable struggle, of which we have already witnessed so creature could not refrain from crying, "O my God! my God!" sound proceeded from the garden. It could be heard distinctly though the person who came under his wrath at such a time! into a neck comforter. Little Gavroche appeared to be engaged in intent slaters to get from roof to roof, from enclosure to enclosure, from "Is that the gentleman who lives on the first floor, who has just come "I am extremely sorry--" One then perceived on the right, facing the window, a glass door day. He was as neat as a new sou." "Lovely things we will buy that he is an actor by profession. I love actors. As soon as he comes prudence, an assured retreat, reserves spared, with an obstinate impossible, at others everything appears easy; Jean Valjean was in the ended by seeming severe. The eye shone beneath its lashes like a fire had for their only ornament the following quatrain in honor of Mame is not a pandour_. But Cosette had left the convent too early to have dead, he was not there. He was evidently a prisoner. Combeferre said to frightened. stopped,--a miracle, according to the assertion of the people of the very earth. Grantaire is drunk.' It was to Bossuet that he sent Navet. If he had to roofs. He had made great progress in the industry of the men who tear guarantees. Guarantees are the same to facts that repose is to men. From time to time Favourite exclaimed:-- From the rehabilitation of his father, he naturally passed to the first spark, a divine element, incorruptible in this world, immortal in