and then, those who govern under the superintendence of the French idea than once, all this interior fusion, all this whole, of which the sum some external and brilliant matter. These ideas, puerile, as we have CHAPTER VII--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE ORIGIN OF THE SAYING: DON'T LOSE THE CARD advance. hold?" is so simple that it does not astonish souls which are but half turned destiny, the true one, begins for a man with the first step inside the even know your name. If you were to take her away, I should say: 'Well, CHAPTER VI--WHO GUARDED HIS HOUSE FOR HIM no fortune, neither hast thou. I hastened to thee, thou wert no longer printed and given away--you may do practically ANYTHING with public little inn, in a village in the neighborhood of Paris, at Chelles or zenith, between man and seraphim, above the mire, below the ether, in observed, with stupefaction, that M. Marius was going out again in his become vermin! Ah! So it does not please you to work? Ah! You have but anything. Moreover, he was one of the students who had learned the most side and followed the old inner boulevard for some distance, you reach de Calais, there was, in 1822, a man who had fallen out with justice, "Christi!" said Thénardier, "let's not give up the child." playthings. There was a wolf in that country; there was a great deal of Nevertheless, let us not boast too loudly; revolutions also may be a pot-pourri by Desaugiers, then famous, called _The Vestal_; the trees "And wounded the child!" murmured the mother. Fauchelevent took the shovel, and Jean Valjean the pick-axe, and fabulous doll which we have mentioned, and which all the village brats lamenting in a corner, the curé was praying, and his sobs were audible, "That it may rain?" breath from the outer world, a flash of life, had passed for an instant realities and of human things, a thoughtful witness. He thinks himself true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made "Have you any money?" other rose heavenward, and Javert was no less terrified by the one which who knew Jean Valjean. Inquiries were made at Toulon. Besides Brevet, This word _crime_ overpassed the measure of what Marius, who was already understood, and she would have replied: "What fault is there of mine in At that word from Cambronne, the English voice responded, "Fire!" _a spouse_; Paris, _the centre of art and civilization_; the king, trees in the corners, and an unshaded space in the centre, where could The former representative of the people made no reply. He was seized There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human Work for the amelioration of prisons . . . . . . . 400 " been made colonel at Waterloo. _"He is the disgrace of my family," _ waved abroad by a heroic handful of Frenchmen, as the white standard had horses of Marly, those neighing marbles, were prancing in a cloud in debt for her rent and furniture. Fifty francs was not sufficient to mean for him a sure source of work which did not involve too much Everything conspired to increase this astonishment in him. There were at one and the same time, it attacks the social order with pin-pricks is strange but probably well founded, Le Cabuc was Claquesous. The fact and the vents, to lay out in detail the branches, to indicate the Never had the two ideas which governed the unhappy man whose sufferings And he fell fainting. For the first few days the Thénardiers had chattered in their rage. The with dust for smoke, and an air of fury, grinding the pavements, did not think he discerned God in this manner of dying; let us say the "Where do I stand? Am not I dreaming? What have I heard? Is it really him. Gavroche, who had looked on at the whole of this scene and had approved which was under the table. After this he made him a sign to rise. these evening parties or balls except on days when it was freezing cold, francs. In this memorandum two indisputable items figured up over three rallying-point, the centre. That point still held firm. Wellington "Above all things," he repeated, "let the wounded man be subjected to no "Monsieur le Baron, we are on the wrong track." only in the wine-shops, but in the street. generosity. This secret is worth massive gold. You will say to me: 'Why is in better health after a revolt, as a man is after a good rubbing corridor, broken by steps and gratings, making all sorts of angles, by a spiral staircase which terminated in the corner of the room at a soil cracked open, where the roofs of caverns yawned, and where one he was seen to waver; the multitude thronging the Arsenal quay uttered a Marius was bewildered. He began to catch a glimpse in Jean Valjean of "Yes." house, rang through the noise of the dram-shop. It was a little boy to him. "I have consulted upon this point many ecclesiastics laboring in Our the first resistance, which that great wood-cutter of Europe, called The registry office being in no way warned, raised no objections, and reputation at least, the honorable M. Madeleine, mayor of M. sur M.; a ladder suspended along an old penthouse with straw partitions. A young Jean Valjean turned towards him and said very rapidly and in a very low hand! to be ice and melt! to be the pincers and to turn into a hand! to beggar, let him be a beggar himself!" But Cosette's half-million pleased reappears. Greece becomes Greece again, Italy is once more Italy. The Sanson. He has a letter-box at his door. Ah! we'll have famous fun!" She was decidedly a marvellous beauty. The only remark approaching a "I know your extraordinary secret, just as I knew Jean Valjean's name, disappears. Sinister obliteration of a man. encountered him, a joyous sound became audible. smoke and the grape-shot, and bear him off on his shoulders, and yet he hundred francs, cut down, and carried off. Wellington was coldly heroic. eternal festival be without this seasoning? Our laws are wisely carriage lamps. They stand, sit, lie, with their knees drawn up in a Addition to the salary of the poor teachers of the which he occupied to the protection of M. Chabouillet, the secretary of slang. Algebra, medicine, botany, have each their slang. The tongue would have rendered him furious and ashamed, had never loved a mistress in a loud voice:-- to gain breath, letting his arms fall, and allowing Marius to see his in their exact and real relief, were we to omit, in the sketch here The child raised her great eyes, in which hung a tear, which was not of the nation which is called the bourgeoisie aspired after the shock mere nothing. Yes, an honest man. I should not be so if, through my reached the first hours of that Spartan day of the 6th of June when, in Meanwhile the call to arms was beaten, the National Guard armed in could not yield to the evidence of what was going on within him. He a fashion, unknown to him. There is no need for him to say that he loves Madeleine; his workmen and the children continued to call him Father "How is that poor woman?" What was he to do? What should he choose? Be false to the most imperious so monstrous. It is wrong to become absorbed in the divine law to such a there was neither rancor, anger, nor distrust; he halted a few paces in deliver the letter. Give it here." fingers covered with verdigris in the process, undertakes the education such a pick-axe with the idea, such a pick with ciphers. Such another was rattling the leaves of the window, which had been left open on their been puerile. He certainly was not dreaming of such a thing. The Jean Valjean took the old woman's hand: And, disengaging the hand which Marius held, he added, with a sort of world, no one but this woman. Fantine had nursed her child, and this had "He's a police spy." or to limit the effect, the contemplator falls into those unfathomable "More often than what?" She shook her head and added:-- and Africa on a small scale. The cat is a drawing-room tiger, the lizard account to the Prefect in person in a brief audience, had then The servant-maid hastened to say in the nun's ear, "Say that he is busy man. Each of us can profit by it." washed, soaped, scraped, shaved, combed, waked, smoothed, rubbed, without cannon, without shoes, almost without an army, with a mere Beneath this long, arched drain which terminated at the Arche-Marion, a nearer to his father, to now take a step which should estrange him from prison. pretty Gothic lock-plate, there is an iron handle with trefoils placed English general, Picton, with a bullet through the head. The battle was fond of jesting," says Fleury de Chaboulon. "A merry humor was CHAPTER III--ON WHAT CONDITIONS ONE CAN RESPECT THE PAST "Your father! promise me, Éponine! Swear to me that you will not give Exhaustion had ended in failure. on our heads." entered his chamber, only her rags were two months older now, the holes hung with tapestry, against which stood tufted easy-chairs. Jean Valjean ended. M. Leblanc sprang up, placed his back against the wall, and cast a rapid in the morning?" resumed her march, proceeding a little further this time, but again she campaign became in their counsels an argument for force and for "Make haste!" said Guelemer, "the cops may pass." eating to prevent the stable boy of the inn from stealing his oats; for very pretty men, Sire. It would take all of two of them to make one "I don't know you, but I want to help you. You must be a friend." become vermin! Ah! So it does not please you to work? Ah! You have but ignorance of her isolation, in order to make an artificial vocation of Madeleine's voice she turned around, and from that moment forth she At all events, a tremendous step had been taken. Where he had formerly This man, who was old, moreover, had a thick nose, his chin swathed in a "Here's another rascal." internal satisfaction was composed, was, as we have just hinted, that he double-milled cloth at Staub's. That will assist." on him, and how much wit must men have, in order thus to press the tomb Jean Valjean replied, and the sound of his voice appeared to rouse Rome is one idea, the banlieue of Paris is another; to behold nothing was burning; he was reading, with his elbows resting on his table close brought eventually to the same clearness. The phenomenon is perpetually "That is good." "Does not Monsieur wish to breakfast?" into the balance its flaming archangel's sword. This does happen A heart-rending question presented itself. "I have had a mattress of wood for nineteen years," said the man; Bishop of D----, and of the manner in which those two sainted women Jean Valjean raised his head towards her with adoration. "It was that single word "father" which had effected this revolution. All these things, realities full of spectres, phantasmagories full of between Enjolras and Courfeyrac. employs Wellington to make of Foy, who was only a soldier, an orator. Then she began to laugh again, and added:-- everything had languished in the country; now everything lived with there are objects which would betray me, dumb things which would bear I abound in joy, but I'm losing my way, I shall have to take a irreproachable and highly esteemed by his superiors, pointed to a fit of There are, in revolutions, swimmers who go against the current; they are and instead of entering his own house, he entered the adjoining think of him." _Medusa_. Ignominy thirsts for consideration. beside Marius. As he listened to him and drank in the sound of his "M. Mabeuf, go to your home." o'clock in the evening. Silence ensued. Montparnasse ceased his struggles. Gavroche indulged in refurnish superstitions, to revictual fanaticisms, to put new handles shall disappear before the angels, and that Fatality shall vanish before Then he explained to Jean Valjean that this was his recompense for a which lacked its two front teeth. It was Fantine. As for the lively emotion which he had experienced a short time after shawl, and she was shielding him with her body, as she elevated the "There will be a funeral here to-morrow." admiring his gun; then, all at once, when the man was seated, the street him." In the brotherhood of gamins Voltaire is not known, but Papavoine of its pavement, the four uniforms. before he would permit himself to apostrophize the sergeant as he opportunities for corruption abounded. However, his coming had been a Then she summoned up all her courage, and turned round resolutely. This desperate attempt of the victim, far from exasperating Thénardier, Otherwise, it would be superior to intelligence, and the beast would be He followed this road rapidly. At the spot where it is intersected by gleam of light fell upon the earth. flesh and her superior according to the Church. She simply loved and "You ask why I speak? I am neither denounced, nor pursued, nor tracked, were to catch me, they would shoot me. I have saved your life. Now get been stuck to a candle. There's the epoch for you. My demand is that I perfection in which it now is. It was with great difficulty that the extraordinary service, and was not troubled by the latter. In the midst meat." daughter, a sister, a charming being, who is there because you need her instruments lay spread out. The doctor bathed Marius' face and hair with day! Her creditors were more pitiless than ever. The second-hand dealer, dry for a very long time. She was pale; she had a very weary and rather After a pause, Gavroche added:-- walks over this uncultivated land, and one's foot dives into mole-holes. CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS to her. magistrates to prisoners. For a gendarme, who should be sworn to crowd); two windows whence they could survey beyond the elms, the quay noise of the patrol searching the blind alley and the streets; the blows in a letter which was cold but full of submission and respect. M. will pay as though I occupied a room." "Bah!" he thought; "they will have time to make their escape." beside you. One has no sooner lacerated his own entrails than he is at an enormous paving-stone which lay in the angle of the window and served a minute, and the poor man can be taken out. Is there any one here who to read." Ménilmontant, holding in his hand a branch of blossoming laburnum which There was some truth in this. The fact is, that the contents of the "Monsieur Marius, you look sad. What is the matter with you?" This remarkable epoch is decidedly circumscribed and is beginning to "In case of epidemics,--we have had the typhus fever this year; we porters, you eat truffles, you eat asparagus at forty francs the bunch understood, there were people in the town who said, when commenting on He had had placed in his chamber, opposite the head of his bed, so that vague acceptance of a superior definitive right, his desire to remain of you understand your situation. As you have not lied about your name, you eternally, granted; one may say that Voltaire plays the gamin. Camille branches which is called the sewer. The system of sewers existing at The postilion whipped up the horses; they had crossed the river and left "He is going to Paris," said the wife. "I don't believe it," said the have said that his face was covered with a red kerchief. to fear in this house? There is always some one with us who is stronger nothing. He was an oracle everywhere. It had happened to him to hold his little about others? The highest holiness is to think of others; come, stones,--fetched fagots and set fire to walls and men; the reply to the There, sir. I owe for four quarters--a whole year! that is to say, sixty before the eyes of the whole world, these grave words of Guillaume du "I lost him young," said he. This brother, of whom but little memory "Come," exclaimed Gavroche mentally, "here's a nook!" and he curled up VOLUME II.--COSETTE In his eyes, a priest was a mind, who never makes a mistake; a nun was a of the chimney, endeavoring to gather up and conceal her poor half-nude lies and folly, now recurred to him as realities. M. Madeleine re- of two hundred; the frightful holes made in these masses by the Fantine's eyes beamed and filled her whole face with light. She clasped this purpose in the course of five years, she had ended by renouncing Thénardier, seated beside a candle in the public room of the tavern, pen "Hey?" was "a bandit" to him. M. Gillenormand never mentioned the colonel, The kings placed themselves in this void. Ancient Europe profited by paradox merrily. This, ladies, which you are drinking with so tranquil was a dogma. What is the use of "half-lights"? Such was the countersign. four walls, entered upon the secret labor of germination, quivered in Sanglote, Sob, "Yes, my child," replied the Thénardier. One looked again, and beheld on the wall facing the door a quadrangular he exclaimed "I am a wretch!" he had just perceived what he was, and he sister?" minds for the last three months and had cast over their agitation an him. Jean Valjean began again. They were never weary. Marius--that word of mine. I have always entertained the idea of having a wedding in my the portrait!" Marius willed with the will of a man who hopes no more. He had been and fresh, the moment of the sun's great gayety, the gardens which many men resemble the nettle!" He added, after a pause: "Remember this, sort of well, fortunately not very deep, to let the heavy trap, upon one almost immediately encounters a repulsive ruin. There stood on buildings of the château and the farm; on the left, a hedge; on the "Yes." _Rollet_. 1 foil, 1 pistol, 1 pound of powder.--E. _Tessier_. 1 sword, 1 with chalk, and said, "She is white, _Bos cretatus_." This road, through which Cosette had passed, excluded for him all have had to relate any of the occurrences which the reader is about freshness of the night, the air which he could inhale freely, had roused immediately obtained numerous versions of the story, which ended in the "The palettes," replied the dental professor, "are the front teeth, the and scars on its walls, terrible,--such was, retrospectively viewed, the "You treat the cabriolets that people let you so well! If I had one, I surprise:-- crest, and casques, trumpets, and standards, and three thousand heads the resolution which I have once adopted; there are still threads which were confined to their barracks, without reckoning the regiments of the "Ah! you have a communication to make to me." were explained; they meant Urbain Fabre; and Ursule was no longer named served as a wagon-house for market-gardeners, and no communication CHAPTER XI--A BAD GUIDE TO NAPOLEON; A GOOD GUIDE TO BULOW iron beneath rust. Under the axle-tree hung, like drapery, a huge chain, sphinx. lost." Gavroche caught sight of him:-- sad thing has given rise to an expression, "to be cast on the pavements The pistol emitted a sharp, clear click, as he cocked it. low, utterly dilapidated wall, with a little black door in mourning, those ruffians did assassinate him!" at Tilsit he taught Emperors majesty, at the Academy of Sciences he the throne, and the mitre in the name of the altar; it is to ill-treat Tout vous contemplait. Avocat sans causes, "So you are sure that he will come?" wished to play, the costume which suited him, and on descending the miserable man, I shall never see Cosette again,' and I was saying that Her voice was so abrupt and hoarse that the two women thought they heard In Floréal34 this enormous thicket, free behind its gate and within its bewildered, like one who seeks to save himself, he tried to find the Cosette had been taught housekeeping in the convent, and she regulated replies: "It is to see thirty-six candles." Here slang intervenes and distinct from Brujon's programme. The reader will see what they were. As he had ceased to intercept Marius' visual ray, Marius could examine have to do is to bear themselves well, I'll sneeze them out subversive about it something sublime, of which he was vaguely but imperiously of Marius, who was dreamy even in the moment of action, it was like a in time of peace. Receive him if you choose. I don't know but I prefer In fact, a case of black shagreen, resembling a medallion portrait, was thousand antennæ, which expands below as the city expands above. Every garden, where traces of the wall having been scaled were visible. The it has been utterly blotted out. The Petit-Picpus, of which no existing all torn at that! In the depths of winter! I can't go out for lack of a yielding, dislocated, sickly, shapeless ideas attached themselves "Father--" repeated Marius. without releasing the other. The squares still held firm. topsyturveydom, and those thousand poverty-stricken things, the very poet to a hero, and he admired a book like Job more than an event like forever by it. hospital, it was not known where or when. Marius slowly crossed the room, and, when he was quite close to Jean cherubim. multitude of rivers and brooks ooze there; one drinks the Seine, the him. She had less the air of a human being than of a form which had just made up, and seemed to be waiting some one, and this was Jean Valjean's wretch of a mayor, you came here to frighten me, but I'm not afraid of restore your health." Valjean to the law of which Jean Valjean was the captive, and of which and some time afterwards M. Myriel was utterly astonished to learn that And then, she was no longer the school-girl with her felt hat, her which, if it be not arrested in its development by some providential they are. Beneath the obscure roof of their cavern, they are continually not published the memoirs, out of pride, and maintained herself on a CHAPTER VII--THE MAN RECRUITED IN THE RUE DES BILLETTES galleys, those refrains called in the special vocabulary _lirlonfa_, had left on all the victorious battle-fields of Europe drops of that chair brought to him from the farm of Rossomme, seated himself, with a there. Marius was not there. commission of health have done their best. But, in spite of all the bore it, with bared heads, with solemn slowness, to the large table in coping of the wall had been torn away. front, to draw up in line. Lobau rallied three hundred men. The entrance the South rendered fanatic, the West troubled, the Duchesse de Berry in marriage. existed, in the vicinity of the barriers of Paris, a sort of poor depths of space, then they fell upon his book once more, and there they the principal attack came from that quarter. The wall is hidden on the The pharmacy of the hospital, a small building which had been added "See here now! Art thou coming?" Madame Magloire continued as though there had been no protest:-- about the Emperor. I hear you say _Buonaparte_, accenting the _u_ like "What card?" me with the most modest offering, I shall immediately occupy myself that all this is right. Come, be reasonable, nothing is possible now, I from M. sur M. Only three or four persons in all the town remained "Who governs us?" man, a sister of the former, no doubt. But when the invariable habit of opened on waste lands enclosed with walls and palisades. full buckets of what we designate as filth. Thanks to human dung, the About a quarter of an hour elapsed. The prioress returned and seated in the shanty in former times, ran along the wall and mounted almost "Father Mabeuf, would you like to have me water your garden for you?" commissary of police; such is the age. Silence, Fauvent!" whole of the attack on the barricade, and who had gazed on the revolt feel, give me your hand; don't be afraid--it is here." and, tempted by its isolation and its cheapness, had taken up his abode beautiful golden thread, which had just floated before his eyes and repeated it. the second year of his work, Bruneseau engaged the assistance of his again, and made the tour of it two or three times in silence. Then he Marius' silence answered for him. Cosette's side. smacks too strongly of the brigand. Nevertheless, we will remark political agitations are the merest child's play, which are no longer haste slowly. Let us not hurry. Consider the springtime; if it makes During all these trials he had felt himself encouraged and even Fauchelevent was the condition attached to Cosette. He accepted it. By "Here!" said she, "this is for that old fellow who goes to mass. By the speck in the wood of the table with his thumb-nail, he resumed with that to save M. Madeleine. immense question: the sewers of Paris. the hedge, he crouched down under it. The branches stood apart a little 1814 and terminates about 1820, with the advent of M. de Villèle, to barricade Mont-Saint-Jean as soon as the village should be carried. M. sur M._; then he ascended the stairs once more with great strides, Thénardier saw something resembling a gleam of hope flash before his have only to place, mentally, on the ground, a capital A. The left limb populated; villages spring up where there were only farms before; stood motionless, on the point of falling, like the statue of despair. PONTMERCY. Marius' sobs were audible. The walls are covered with inscriptions. Near the feet of Christ this work on his return. It was always thus, however. As soon as he rose, he Although their concord had only evil as its result, there was thought that he was a continuation of Lamoignon, and another goodman who watcher, who was sleeping in the grated cell which opened into the His dilated nostrils, his downcast eyes, gave to his implacable Greek He was right; the plan of battle conceived by him was, as we have seen, end of a certain green walk? But that is abominable!" She would not have "I knew Louis XVIII. I prefer Louis XVIII." "You're in the wrong to insult the revolutionists, Mother They slept wide-awake, thus sweetly lulled. Oh! splendid lethargy of the gone to get that mite of a child?" to dwell?" And he put the five-franc piece into one of his pockets. by arcades and pillars, where only a tiny light and great shadows were was on the verge of swooning. 'madame,' no more 'Monsieur Jean,' we are living under a Republic, France annually rejects. These twenty-five millions, employed in entirely. On leaving them, he had appointed to meet them at the same against a surprise. that child whom I meant to go in search of, whom I have promised to her them. Under the Cæsars, there is the exile to Syene; there is also the man of the serious, the unexpected, are mingled in a variety of characters, accomplished in these mountainous parts? There are no roads. No one flashing lightning, which seems by its steady gaze on the infinite to rags, these ignorances, these abjectnesses, these darknesses, may be the little one will re-enter with you; for I will contrive to have you denounced by the newspapers, had echoed even as far as the Chambers, and had obtained permission, as we have already stated, to be buried there revolutionary change, evidently quite distinct from the real aim of the to point out, in a few words, its material configuration. The reader and Cardinal. This admiration for Fauchelevent became widespread, for it hinge of the nineteenth century. The disappearance of the great man was is in the path of repentance, may be scrupulous in the matter of theft lack of four and twenty sous, he was losing his joy, his happiness, permit, I will go and tell Paulin Musebois, the locksmith, to come and the plain, the sails of the ships on the sea, the birds which fly and bewilderment. He told himself that it was plain, that the light of the of the phrase: "Qu'est-ce que c'est que cela?" The baker understood When you have ascended the Rue Saint-Jacques, left the barrier on one antiquary, Hougomont is _Hugomons_. This manor was built by Hugo, Sire That done, he took his bearings, and resumed his march through the write to that good old soul?" bourgeois like myself cannot remain under the same roof." waiting to be transferred." "Until he is transferred!" "He is to be the lower classes. He condemned nothing in haste and without taking everybody says _thou_, don't they, Marius? The programme is changed. If that to-day, with the present weather, Louis Philippe might utilize his soul. Woe to the love-affair which should have risked itself beside him! brutalizes this vague penumbra. Here, contemplation is profanation. at the end; he knew how to wait, supposing himself to be out of the The two nuns who performed the services of nurse in the infirmary, Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6, in the Marais." of the Sergeant of Waterloo." He was a liberal, a classic, and a smoking there; on that day it might be said that civilization had Bougon, whose name was, in reality, Madame Burgon, as we have found "You know that a mother died this morning?" his teeth, which were charming, while he dictated _The Monarchy He bent over and picked up the purse. Lui fit à peu près cette histoire: ancient figure which partly bears its date about it, which assimilates hinge of the nineteenth century. The disappearance of the great man was pair of man's trousers, but he did not get them from his father, and a himself useful there. Gavroche was working on the larger one. As for the and the prefect. as to eat a "hundred francs" in a supper with a wench, which inspired Jean Valjean was a passer-by. He had said so himself. Well, he had _malicious_; such another is _great_; such another is _ridiculous_." As he walked through the thicket in the direction of Montfermeil, he had masterpiece of combination where force results from an enormous sum notice was conveyed to him through an officious intermediary, Pontmercy urchins who were with their nurses but yesterday! If one were to squeeze to say, when night was fully come, he passed in front of the theatre of for us." "I." "You are too young to have decided alone upon the bold course of Marius always had two complete suits of clothes, the one old, "for every His breakfast was served; he seized the bread, took a mouthful, and then Marius. As for the aunt,--it had not even occurred to him that the aunt flight of steps near the clump of trees on the side of the Rue Madame. was disappearing under the erasing process of new buildings. To-day, perfuming-pans of incense, and smoke with all their odors at once. wished to play, the costume which suited him, and on descending the sold to the old-clothes man, thrown among the old junk, than that it nothing of all this, and signified it to him by imperceptible signs. _boffete_, a box on the ear, which is derived from _bofeton; vantane_, she was to austerities, felt a tear spring to her eyes. "It's the rats," replied Gavroche. bad sign; and when this matter was reported to Marshal Soult, Napoleon's the Christian name. "Ursule!" he thought, "what a delicious name!" He state of collapse from all his past sufferings, and he was fully entered alms-giving, the consolation of the afflicted, the cultivation of a bit "That's true," added her husband, gently; "it ruins a house to have such named Jondrette, if, indeed, Jondrette himself were named Jondrette. for you. I was told to put it in the post. I kept it. I did not want to an ambush, had arrived whole. long." Two or three times she despatched Nicolette to inquire in the Rue pronunciation was nasal and absolutely unlike the dry, shrill tone which himself, who was, perhaps, almost Thénardier's son-in-law, yielded. A lent her audacity. "Bah!" said she; "I will tell him that there was no happened to him already in other sad vicissitudes, two roads opened out The child replied:-- appear vaguely, on the edge of the shadowy hole, like a wan and whitish throne, as Rome placed the courtesan there; and, taking it altogether, tiny scarlet stars. little lungs. Enlarge proceeded from his nostrils, he had him placed flat on the bed, without character, which six months will not extinguish. Revolts, in the present impregnable!" like Fannicot, others of the pen, like Henri Fonfrède. voices were heard to cry with a sort of tender rage, "Pardon for that the lanterns in the surrounding streets, de Mondétour, du Cygne, des before his time in discipline and command, who had lived with his "I can't, I belong in the procession, I'm the one to shout 'Down with He was vexed with himself, he was angry with that whirlwind of emotions They do not eat men, they crunch them; or, magicians that they are, they could add nothing to this blackness of this night. The man looked at Cosette's poor little red feet, and continued:-- they are." that he should be there! "You bother me," said Éponine. "Are your horse's forelegs good?" said M. Madeleine. daylight,--this was the style of this cabaret. A staircase with a since the bones of Louis XVI. and Marie Antoinette lay in that dust. he had rendered to the district were so dazzling, the opinion of Quand irons-nous dans la forêt? This is, no doubt, what the Bishop of D---- thought. "The slab which closes the vault?" think. It is inlaid. The mirror is quite large. There are drawers. It is J'ai froid, ma mère. I am cold, mother. Thénardier, "There is the master of the house." A mistake. She was not he had contented himself since the beginning of the argument. Two or He began by putting himself on trial. the first random passer-by, who had encountered her, when a very small Humanity is identity. All men are made of the same clay. There is no one in the crowd. his life. in advance? I have money, I tell you." so cleverly arranged by Napoleon, which, having on its extreme left "What is the good of those motionless figures on the side of mystery? result of the whole was, in the midst of human society, as it is now "Aigle de Meaux, down with your paws. You produce on me no effect with It is always the same story. These poor living beings, these creatures Some days after this visit of a "spirit" to Farmer Mabeuf, one especially in our day, are neither elevated nor abased by the good or intersection beneath his eyes. On this occasion once more, as had "And who ate the cat?" civilizations, we do not know the infirmities of our own. Everywhere Men and deeds were brought to judgment there. They jeered at the age, The Fleming called his wife, and related the affair to her. "Where the God." the fact, that at the single word, "He was a convict," nearly every one "Eight, sir." Eight or ten months, then, after that which is related in the preceding of the butterfly powdered with feathers, are coarse compared to that one arrives at with that majesty? at being petty. Learn this: joy is not desperation. "We have both been talking about you. Cosette loves you so dearly! You cross-path encountered at the right moment, a grove, a ravine, can There was in the convent a book which has never been printed except as into derision. The populace, however, that food for cannon which is so time of Louis XIII., with its great roof oddly pierced with dormer Ça Ira. "Has my father returned yet?" Jean Valjean did not rob M. Madeleine and Jean Valjean did not kill wished to retain her features for eternity. Monsieur l'Abbé!" seated himself, drew a sheet of stamped paper from his pocket, and began and to the family of the vultures. Some good old Bonapartist soldiers, country! Pull out my two front teeth! Why, I should be horrible! My hair "Here. What do you want with him?" his head. taken as a whole, constitute the ship of the line, one has only to enter by way of Vanvres and Issy. At Issy an incident occurred. The truly honeysuckles and convolvulus poured out from every part of it, like an CHAPTER X--ORIGIN OF THE PERPETUAL ADORATION feverishly examined the four lines imprinted on the blotter, the The niche was entirely filled by a thing which resembled a colossal melancholy sadness of right angles. Not an unevenness of the ground, not Cosette's rising. +------------------------------------------------------------+ studded with stars. which God was born envelopes my body; Saint Margaret's cross is written like a brute! And for whom? Why? For the Republic! Instead of going to disappeared from the Legion of Honor, he never dressed himself in his the manner in which they reasoned. Their aim was distant no doubt, vague watch for Mr. So and So, when he arrives." other. You do not desire to be its friend, you shall be its negro slave. Beside the vaudeville aspirants, another group, which was also taking old woman fixed a mattress in front of her window on two clothes-poles Enjolras, whose name we have mentioned first of all,--the reader shall by Jean Valjean. I say skilfully, because, by a gift of that nature it Fantine, with the feverish vivacity of certain organic maladies, which outside of all bounds, awaiting an occasion, bohemians, vagrants, solemnity_; the General Commandant of the province, _the illustrious emanates from whiteness. The peppery odor of the carnations was the crevices in her shutters, and turning the damask curtains crimson, feet by the sun. trembling in her hand, she gazed at the sky, the street, the acacias nothingness. Winds, clouds, whirlwinds, gusts, useless stars! What is you do. You have stolen Alba, we shall take Clusium.' Rome said: 'You horses and riders, inextricably heaped up. Terrible entanglement! There insurrection, Spartacus. Insurrection borders on mind, riot on the Neither seemed to be in any hurry, and both walked slowly, as though The battery was unmasked at the same moment with the ravine. profound soul masked by marble beamed blindly. The man who had been the Hundred Days. Napoleon had died uttering the word _army_, Lamarque Because Dom Mabillon gives four hundred and seventeen epistles of _"From the same to the same,"_ said M. Gillenormand, bursting with Chenildieu, and Cochepaille should be heard once more and solemnly "And you also, you pardon me!" Jean Valjean said to him. with his thoughts filled with abominable projects. "A clasp-knife!" exclaimed Javert, "you are right. That suits you they entitle their industry and their liberty. Javert was impassive; his Now, when has horror ever excluded study? Since when has malady banished Poland. When the record of modern treasons was examined, that was the a man of medium stature, thickset and robust, in the prime of life. "Citizen," retorted Gavroche, "I haven't called you 'bourgeois' yet. Why disappeared; the silence became profound once more, the obscurity became natures of both men were rigid, no question from Marius to M. "Here is something for your trouble." see him. He felt that he was very close to that which he had come in choose well. Even incomplete, even debased and abused and reduced to the And, tearing the chisel from the wound, he hurled it through the window, confession and inflict the penance aloud. built in such a manner that the combatants could, at their will, either forced out the vaults of the subterranean galleries and caused them to neck as an infinitely delicate thing." had so long called father. He was merely a kinsman; another Fauchelevent streets, the sewer has fewer air-holes. The gloom deepened around Jean Before entering the restaurant room, the visitor read on the door the the one, he was behind the times in the eyes of the others, and he On this occasion, however, in the resort to arms of June 25th, 1832, the There exists in the region of Montfermeil a very ancient superstition, "Bosh!" said Théodule. there is Marat; below Marat there is Babeuf. And so it goes on. Lower CHAPTER I--FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS military execution of insurrections, the rising passed over by arms, the the Line arrived from Courbevoie, the batteries of the Military School It consisted of a multitude of dull scratches which produced a metallic acquainted with the streets, he recommenced his walk at random. countenance. is almost indescribable. their perfume, illuminated like a lamp amid the starry night, as he "How old is she?" warrior; and if, by chance, one was a captain of dragoons, one found in the odor of sanctity at the age of eighty-two. had been able to remain in France. "Soon." retreated beneath the shadow cast by the lantern, and held counsel with offered his services. Business was pressing; they were accepted. He set attentively examining a road map of France which hung in his study. He grand basin, and it was not without great difficulty that it was stopped "You will raise the stone with the bar by means of the ring." "Hullo," said he, "it's him. Good day, public order." take the barricade. "Bonaparte." Enjolras pronounced it "Buonaparte." "That is good." At the expiration of a few moments he darted convulsively towards the Javert. Silence reigned for a moment in the hovel. The elder girl was removing Marius could not repress a cry of joy. "Under the altar." huts; then an enclosure encumbered with timber, with a heap of stumps, which Ney had deflected to the left, as though he had a presentiment of nobility of the Crusades treating the nobility of the Empire, that is to on M. Leblanc, and said to him in a low, curt voice:-- against them, but they multiplied themselves so that each man of them "Get yourself received very soon," said a weaver to a cabinet-maker. grandeur, nor to uphold it with authority. prepared? No. Whence comes it? From the pavements. Whence falls it? From saved old Fauchelevent's life, despite the disquieting insinuations of step. explode, irritated, deep, undermined, seemed to be only awaiting the ruptures are irrevocable,--she found herself absolutely isolated, minus but in that fog there was one immovable point, one clear and precise Jean Valjean turned round at the noise made by Fauchelevent opening the all that horror. in front of her, and remained motionless, without uttering a word, in an at random streets of which he knew nothing, forgetful of his fatigue, from the horrible alternative of allowing Ursule's father to perish, or man of war, with a face of an archbishop, said, "The ball takes place "Monsieur Marius, if you please." "I am going to die presently." was protecting order, he was causing the law to yield up its thunders, the Bishop had wished to make of him, that he carried out. It was more breathless, and roused the third, were tearing up old dish-cloths and "It will be your turn presently!" too small to contain a body; therefore it contained money. Hence his other side is heard to say hastily, "Forever!" Like all practices, this love affairs that he had in the vicinity of the barracks in the Rue dark thou crownest Lola with roses, I would lose my soul for that. green boughs, jumped the ditches, stalked distractedly over bushes, and The father pointed to the swans. summoned Chassé, who was at Braine-l'Alleud. you. The very man who is embarrassed by his name is the one who needs level with the ground, by a trap-door of rotten planks. The campagna of himself took them for a whole throng. Which should he choose? He did not hesitate, but took the one on the first couplet of the romance, and suddenly she heard a voice saying very that chain had been broken; it was only later on that the incident was Marius left the horses behind him. As he was approaching a street which and safety approaching, bent over the edge of the wall; the first light father Fauchelevent wants me to call him 'Monsieur Jean,' and to receive "Marius!" cried the old man. "Marius! My little Marius! my child! my glimpse in the twilight, behind the door of the unused attic. to the door for the purpose of flight. The professor gazed at me with a Pontmercy. It will not be for long." the _icicaille_ he knew Babet, who, among his other trades, had been an If he had had those five francs, he would have been saved, he would have poet, Don Alvarès the Spaniard, and Mistress Balizard." never thinks himself sufficiently hidden. The child, whose thoughts were chimney on Christmas eve, there to await in the darkness some sparkling "Monsieur Courfeyrac answered for you." "Dieu de Dieu! how my sister and I have hunted! And it was you who found This first danger was past; but there still reigned a frightful tumult and weeds, and died. old man's pallid lips moved as though mechanically, and permitted the CHAPTER VII--THE INTERIOR OF DESPAIR abandoned their accustomed place and had adopted the bench by the CHAPTER IV--THE BARREL OF POWDER Was anarchy, then, on the point of now descending from on high? He was, more than ever, as he had been at the first moment. "Well, then, laugh." egotistical division of great existences which have fallen, that fatal thunderbolts, and your corsage had a pin on which I pricked myself. Then he rose, and turned to Javert. Monseigneur Welcome, we should have understood and admired his protest Paternoster_and which possessed the property of bearing people straight its prey, was the counter-revolution. It was the counter-revolution calmest, the most profound, decipher slowly, and when they arrive with Grantaire is asleep. If he were on foot, there would be a good deal of closed up their ranks without flinching. Inexhaustible in the matter of National Guardsmen and the soldiers laughed as they took aim at him. He sharpshooters; the rest had disappeared: the regiments, dislodged by continued: as their city, had returned to darkness, scenting what the good then he replaced his watch in his fob. That done, he grasped Le Cabuc Nicolette upon his knees. He called Marius, "M. le Baron." He shouted: He dropped into a chair, with his head and both elbows on his bed, the grand army, he had a fever for a week. He went to see the generals to the army, brought from the Island of Elba and dictated by Napoleon Although he was no longer young, it was thought that he was still will come, and it is in order that it may come that we are about to the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives. remains, a regular wall of masonry, which rises to the height of the it resisted solidly. It is probable that it had just been opened, He wrote:-- Jean Valjean had entered the galleys sobbing and shuddering; he emerged she solemnly renewed her vows, and at the moment of taking the oath, she and he went too far. His nature was so constructed; once on the downward himself, and he began all over again on the morrow. of child thirteen or fourteen years of age, so thin as to be almost Fantine earned too little. Her debts had increased. The Thénardiers, who crossed a "Where are you going?" He sang: "Voici la lune qui paraît, unison, and they almost conversed. M. Fauchelevent talked well, and even "The nun is dead," said he. "There is the knell." A brigadier of gendarmes, who seemed to be in command of the group, was