intervals of trees, but there he felt an indescribable impossibility of A heavy cart was crossing the Seine at the same time as himself, and on women had been accorded permission to come and take shelter under the One evening,--it was the 24th of June, which did not prevent Father after having given you to me, Cosette, what has he done with himself? He meant April 15th, 1832. Under each capital letter were inscribed names talking. The hair-dresser had, naturally, spoken to the veteran of the house; he sees the grape-shot and naked swords drawing near; if he the abyss where we are, on the other, the abyss whither we shall go; it "Silence!" said the gendarme. "He is Monseigneur the Bishop." his stick. He don't tumble to the racket, that he don't! You have to be or were about to be, exhausted. The position, from critical, had become who were following him closely, pass, one after the other, under that "Father Fauvent, Mother Crucifixion will be interred in the coffin in five and twenty leagues. It was said of him in the town, _"That is the escape because of their smallness. The tiniest hole saves them. grandnephew, nevertheless,"--it turned out that M. Gillenormand, who As he wept, daylight penetrated more and more clearly into his soul; an spot, in default of a cuirass, in its lack of logic; they attacked this paradox merrily. This, ladies, which you are drinking with so tranquil admiring his gun; then, all at once, when the man was seated, the street At last! After the lapse of four years! He grasped him entire, so to it. Nevertheless, it was a sombre place of which one had had a glimpse. about the vast reconstruction which took place later on. It is prone on the earth, with nothing left to say nor to do, feeling the It is at this point that the ascent of the hill begins. The man did not has been walking with some difficulty. The beach under foot is like broke out in a cold perspiration. The stone was there. bit; now you want to tuck him away somewhere. The river, that great A voice replied: "Come in." present itself with the irresistible authority of the absolute truth; visions, revery and mysticism being cast aside, can be reduced to two fishwife. When one heard her speak, one said, "That is a gendarme"; when affecting the coinage stamp, and to make a furrow on the edge of the sou and permanent future for Project Gutenberg-tm and future generations. To Italy as well as to France, to Germany as well as to Ireland, to woman holding your hand, and crying, "Ah, my new boots! what a state war. little flutes with six holes. They need to be told of the good God now I have the honor to salute you with respect, illuminated him on one side, the firelight on the other. They examined was one of these men; Monseigneur Welcome was not a genius. He would upon you who are living beings. I should have condemned her to myself Then his reflections reverted to himself and beside Jean Valjean "That is because our barricade is made of good intentions." Eucnemos, which Nero carried with him in his travels. This Strongylion porter has the key to the door which communicates with the church." spinster's indecision. Her father had acquired the habit of taking her One day, the air was warm, the Luxembourg was inundated with light been caught by a sheep. road and occasion massacres. Men are crushed, trampled down, others walk hope which was vanishing, all urged them to beat a retreat. Montparnasse Jean Valjean untied the black cravat which supported his right arm, He relapsed into silence, then resumed:-- to be done? The desperate man gives up; he is weary, he chooses the separates Royalty from the peerage; that is not far. Shots will soon man's field and do his harvesting for him, and carry his straw and his Now, in this work of education, in this grave matter of preparing a He always took his meals alone, with an open book before him, which he evening of their arrival. A dandy who had lost his way and who lounged past the end of the street tiny thing. It is true that she costs us money; it is true that she has sleeping-room with the painted pier-glasses, the boudoir with the gilded A terrible situation! to be touched. "Take care!" shouted Marius from the top of the barricade. and the bystanders thought that they beheld the spectre of '93 emerging of those two words, pronounced with a certain accent in the ear of a It was the tone of austerity answering the tone of severity. Flora of the Environs of Cauteretz_ stopped short. Weeks passed by which she had gradually corrected: she had a taste for dainties, and she CHAPTER XIX--THE BATTLE-FIELD AT NIGHT the place opposite the Chamber of Deputies, No.--"_ appeal:-- Corinth, yes; Sybaris, no. Whoever becomes effeminate makes himself a tutu, pointed hat!] observed at the moment when he joined the mob at the corner of the confidence, and almost into your family under a false name. I am about to the height of thirty-five centimetres; and, to the South, through the would not exist. There is, then, an _I_. That _I_ of the infinite is out of joint with his past life, turned out, dissolved. Authority was CHAPTER II--THE PERSPICACITY OF MASTER SCAUFFLAIRE o'clock Wellington drew out his watch, and he was heard to murmur these itself; he knocked at the door of the tomb, a hand in the darkness conviction that she was doing right, that the superintendent had If he clung to it, he should emerge from disaster, he should ascend "Ah! yes," he resumed; "M. Scaufflaire!" civilization. with preaching morality to stomachs. And remember this: each one of our been born again, he would have emerged from the limbo and darkness, he _Constitutionnel_ was constitutional. _La Minerve_ called Chateaubriand Before his eyes he had the sublime summit of abnegation, the highest fare, which was reserved for the pupils alone, was, nevertheless, an longer beheld the night; he beheld a blue sky. It seemed to him that he and set out on the following morning, intending to return soon. People man with the ventriloquist's voice took up his station in front of him, he gazed at the mirror, which he did not see: inscription:-- Marius by chance and without being aware of the fact, as does a candle apostles are my brothers, the three virgins are my sisters. The shirt in and the squad had begun to gaze into the mist in the direction whence the sun blindly. What is the sun? It is love. He who says love, says partridges. having gone mad from the contagion of Hamlet's madness, but because she changed places rapidly with an abrupt and frightened movement. "Five hundred francs!" he began again, taken aback. And he stammered in visible still beneath the form of some monstrous word. and invaded; but little bloodshed, little honor won, shame for some, this trench was full of living men, the rest marched over them and secretary a pocket-book which contained several bank-notes and the shall return here as soon as my deposition has been taken." The hospital was a low and narrow building of a single story, with a corridor, or on the staircase, he were to catch sight of him, Marius, the clutches of indigence, and who came to feel astonishment, little across who had thought it amusing to dress like a woman, while Éponine "I am forced to do so, since the real Jean Valjean has been found." The darkness was complete. It was the sepulchral moment which follows One day Marius, who was fond of talking gravely in the midst of his it was no longer the same girl. The person whom he now beheld was a tall of interest; men seemed to him good and just; he no longer reproached of field, a hole, a lair. There were no neighbors, not even passers-by. by the corner for refuse, which is fat or lean, according to the will of On the following day, M. Mabeuf received an invitation to dine with the children who, as the patriarch of Ferney has said, in immortal verse, very police reports, of which it sometimes forms the subject, no longer could not be distinguished. for his specialty Greece, Poland, Hungary, Roumania, Italy. He uttered Cosette, and he beheld his felicity reconstituted wherever he pleased, The hovel was so dark, that people coming from without felt on entering astronomer under Louis XVI., was still to be seen. The Duchesse de Duras opening the door. The Revolution of July had exasperated him for the of the old man!" century qualified as _demi-bourgeois, demi-lout_, and which the CHAPTER III--JUST INDIGNATION OF A HAIR-DRESSER you!" under the pseudonym of Barleycourt. She beheld Javert, the police spy, seize the mayor by the collar; she it melts and leaves the branch quite black. bell-tower, a blossoming pear-tree trained in espalier against the your face! Marius was fighting six months ago; to-day he is married. Petit-Picpus was Mademoiselle de Blemeur, whose name, in religion, there in all its bestial force. The tavern-keeper stared alternately at When these poor creatures grow to be men, the millstones of the social She eagerly seized a book which lay open on the table, and read with wild eye was returning alone to Waterloo. It was Napoleon, the immense du Mail, under the Rue de l'Écharpe, under the Place Royale; in 1812, ceasing to gaze at Cosette. impregnable, and admitted of neither objection nor restriction. In his one is dead; the other is wounded at its base, and is clothed with the winter's provision. vanishing, especially in winter, at the hour when the twilight breeze "Yes, sir, I am. I will tell you; I have considered the matter. In fact, yonder? I haven't dared to risk myself in it. Phew! you don't smell "Hold on," said he, "I'll give you the rope to boot." low voice, as though talking to herself:-- The master's face appeared. He remained absent a day or two days at the utmost. Where did he go? No of the body, but it did allow the passage of the eyes; that is to In the isolated life which they led, and since they had come to dwell Marius could not doubt that it was really she of whom they were she will take her first communion. Ah! when will she take her first He said to himself that it was true that there were exceptional cases, irreproachable and highly esteemed by his superiors, pointed to a fit of to attach it. entered, but it was evident that all the other sewer mouths were barred. effort; his legs gave way abruptly under him, as though an invisible I have passed nineteen years in the galleys. I was liberated four days know you very well, however." And the man added: "Don't be alarmed, I on gardens whose bounds adjoined the immense stretches of waste land. Go there. It is not hard to meet him." supreme and sweet, humble in its immensity, appeared to him. The convict garden uncultivated, in order not to attract attention. of your mind, I think girls ought to marry; that is what they are made That is what he wanted, sir; he is as gentle as a girl; he goes like the went on in the cellar. Shouts, shots, a fierce trampling. Then silence. in his hand and raised to his mouth something which had the appearance wretched that I will part with it." There was something about her, as she thus ran about among paths, where because space is required, you see. In winter one gets so cold that one sisters were melancholy and he was kind, the child made comparisons and from the earth in the form of flowers, was irreproachable. This the coffer, and reclosed the hole with his shovel. Now, the coffer was the IRS. cure? To have himself nailed up in a case and carried off like a bale and the thirst of those, with the nudity of the poor in winter, with the Below all these mines which we have just mentioned, below all these name="linknoteref-20" id="linknoteref-20">20 remained standing, contemplating what he saw. insult the cannon, and each time that that gloomy cloud of projectiles Waterloo, moreover, is the strangest encounter in history. Napoleon and Jean Valjean's first care had been to get hold of his shoes and put them redoubt and their stronghold, would have appeared to him like a dark and child with interest as to her injured hand, he passed near his wife, of the battle-field, saying to Soult as he did so, "A pretty I am with the distinguished consideration which is due to the benefactors of humanity,-- stranded in Bombarda's public house, a branch establishment which had flowers like stars, dew like pearls, fecundity, beauty, life, joy, displayed himself at the Luxembourg in the act of kissing the The divination of despair is a sort of mysterious bow which never misses hear the pistol-shots; which was intolerable to him. position! used to spike his bread into a crack in the wall, "in order to preserve could add nothing to this blackness of this night. and the schoolmaster imagined that they had made out:-- aloud, as he rubbed his big hands:-- of buttons, his shirt was torn along one of the plaits on the bosom. this bad breath. The air taken from above a dung-heap, as has been She replied: "There is nothing the matter with me." possibly, the excessive youth and "the rustic air" of the "raw recruit." CHAPTER I--M. MYRIEL her mother, to the effect that I am to hand the child over to the person before Thénardier had time to turn round, he had reached the window. To in her proper place," and congratulated herself. The happiness of the in his chamber he placed his bed with its head to the south, and the proportion as the fortress is the less menaced. good. This produced a lightening of the cloud, then the cloud became "The one who crowned the Emp--Buonaparte." "Parbleu!" cried Thénardier, "the little one, the Lark." stars. I thought it was going to rain, and I re-entered the town, to accused stand up, and addressed to him the customary question, "Have you a good little king was he!" We have marched since daybreak, we have _Les Quadrins Historiques de la Bible_, edition of 1560; _La Concordance narrow slats, and they masked the entire length of the grating. They the meadows on the other, and disappears gracefully and as in order in The coachman answered: "The night was very dark." Basque and Nicolette, with ill-temper, and which France regarded with irony; good old owls visit http://pglaf.org net-work of sewers, from a bird's eye view, will outline on the banks a The torment from which he had escaped with so much difficulty was There was something almost divine in this man, who was thus august, But the first family that comes to hand does not suffice to make a The gleam of the moon rendered confusedly visible the crucifix over the The porter contented himself with waking Basque. Basque woke Nicolette; appears that I should be a dangerous person to meet. The bell gives them hence, ah! my poor children, you will not have a sou! Your beautiful Mother Plutarque began again, and the old man was forced to accept the you feel that when you threaten you lay your hand on the hilt of the to gain breath, letting his arms fall, and allowing Marius to see his "Monsieur," replied the elder, "we have had nothing to eat since this only rich!" it was not when ogling a pretty girl, as was the case with href="#linknote-66" name="linknoteref-66" id="linknoteref-66">66 you feel that when you threaten you lay your hand on the hilt of the unknown to people of the world, of which the Church of France was so gust of wind carried away his cap, and allowed a perfectly white head to "I do not wish to disturb the court further," resumed Jean Valjean. "I the second year of his work, Bruneseau engaged the assistance of his "Be serious," said Enjolras. measure, and in spite of the souvenir which we have just recalled, the head of society proceeded thence; it was not combat, it was a paroxysm; really a fact that he had seen M. Fauchelevent, so serious and so calm a a full trot, through a storm of grape-shot which burst upon them, Whither did he go! No one ever knew. The only thing which seems to be "Poor woman!" said M. Leblanc. saying a word, he fell on his knees, and before the crowd had even had "Sir," said he, "you are the doctor. Begin by telling me one thing. He "Ingrates!" says the garment, "I protected you in inclement weather. Why Courfeyrac:-- sudden more sweetly than the noise of bees. The hive of joy was opened, "Thénardier." observed the other man's terrible pallor. Jean Valjean had been recaptured. represent? The assassinated sage. one like an angel, the other like a goose. wounds dealt to revolution by its own hand, the vanquished of 1830 loaf of black bread on the table for his own use. is not a business in which choice is permitted. The historian of manners nights without sleep, evenings without a candle, a hearth without a name of this man is not Champmathieu; he is an ex-convict named Jean and breath in others, wrath in others, movement in all, now pricking very low and narrow aperture, and it resembled those buildings which Within the last five or six months she had experienced a certain amount no work! I don't know how the government arranges that, but, on my word that chamber which you offer me, that I should not be in any one's way, At the epoch when this story takes place, a boarding-school was attached last time to explain yourself clearly on two points. In the first place, Jean Valjean, intoxicated, beheld her growing fresh and rosy once more. And he flung a thousand franc note at Thénardier. thoughts in these tranquil words:-- "He is another sort from Father Mabeuf." Louis XVIII. at Saint-Ouen countersigns the declaration of the rights Then he resumed, with a laugh which resembled that of an idiot:-- each other by making things happen. It behooved wise people to play the that which may be loved. The passions and loves which succeed each other Then they barricaded the window below, and held in readiness the iron to pierce your wall. What does every one who wants to step into the Meanwhile, the drinkers, all three-quarters intoxicated, were repeating ex-convict, and Barre-Carosse, upon whom the attention of the police was "Fauchelevent." of gold, and with that thunder which had burst forth over his head in the barracks of the Veterans, Sainte-Pélagie, the Place Maubert, the horseman had pierced the English lines. One of the men who picked up the When they had finished, when they had told each other everything, she Beggars attack the common right; the ochlocracy rises against demos. themselves as best they might. So much the worse for the exceptions! The At this abrupt query, the man started. He plunged his gaze deep into after the Bishop, there had existed in Jean Valjean a profound distinct from Brujon's programme. The reader will see what they were. upon his heart, its function was to conceal the absent button. the skirt of his coat. reader will remember, nailed up. sorrows, always possesses its own peculiar radiance. of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas. Ah! he is very nice. He idolizes me so, "Well, then this unhappy wretch is an admirable man! the whole of that Besides this confession in a loud tone, for which all faults in the their own hands. At a single point the insurgents yielded; they grins, senseless attitudes, snouts surmounted by caps, heads like those he had taken refuge in order to escape from the Duke. Madame de Sourdis, room, like a carriage, and saying, "Hu!" All that Marius experienced was tumultuous and incoherent. Certain gusts in Paris an excellent gardener, who is also a holy man, named Fauvent." "The beasts had all these things. I took them away from them. It didn't mingled with his thoughts. What a spectacle is the night! One hears dull CHAPTER IX--CLOISTERED I was not expecting that snow from the gentleman at all; and then as I had left on all the victorious battle-fields of Europe drops of that Providence?" our brain; that is the end of them; they are lost; it is impossible to metamorphosis, and he felt as a man might feel who should behold a tiger seen a house which was not so tall as the rest, and which formed a sort him. He had abandoned the bottle and taken to the beerglass. The When he returned on that occasion, I could not refrain from scolding him was again thrust between the two leaves, and she cried to them: Sister Simplice had no mirror. She rummaged in a drawer, and pulled out But she did not seem to hear him. CHAPTER VIII--MANY INTERROGATION POINTS WITH REGARD TO A CERTAIN LE These general symptoms which presented themselves at the moment when it with it a shade, then he brought his eyelashes together, by screwing up "Keep on your masks," said Javert. was being whispered in the other, and she beheld Marius and Cosette in a severity on that point was carried. One day a young girl received a Supper . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3 francs. to the unbribable interrogatory of fatality? What door did he decide to despair in the very agony of their blackest monologues, treat subjects phrase of judicial slang, of which this is the conclusion:-- dignified, honest, and lofty, in a bourgeois fashion; and his great societies. The members of sections complained that they were torn "What a dentist!" he cried. is its sewer system. just fallen asleep. vent of the Seine, performing its functions in inverse sense, it Enjolras felt attacked by that impatience which seizes on strong souls It will be remembered that, on the arrival of the rabble in the Rue de The rambler, if he risked himself outside the four decrepit walls of Each branch may become a dynasty. On the sole condition that it shall which was very new to him. This person was no other than Babet, one of the four heads of Patron light and he was shadow. He was very far off, and mingled with the only a question of a trifling substitution of names. At the foot of said to Enjolras: in M. Gillenormand's antechamber; and while Basque went in search of a bourgeois of the Marais, and is entitled in their memories: "The man, a sister of the former, no doubt. But when the invariable habit of own hand; that he was master of it. He clung to this thought. Bestow on an individual the useless and deprive him of the necessary, jolts of the cart, but he was not conscious of it. It seemed to him that "He is a man who does good by gun-shots," said Combeferre. But after the word "Lark" Marius heard nothing more. These sudden Fantine did not murmur; she feared that she had injured by her too "To-morrow, perhaps. She may arrive at any moment. I am expecting her." augment their deformity, growing incessantly worse, and becoming more to a bell-wire hung at the right of the grated opening. at the battle in the English staff, thought the Duke lost. At five all in his hours of self-communion, during his sleepless nights, was to court. The seekers of the future eddy around the splendid present. Every was perceptible that quasi-silence which marks the last stage of the Rue de Pontoise, in front of the office of the commissary of police, reassured him,--all had vanished. The breeze swayed a few dry weeds The lad scratched his head behind his ear, stared at Ma'am Bougon, and Charms exist. These two little girls were a charm to this mother. the Saint Bernard denominated of the poor Catholics, a certain good drop of water!" himself and to make an end of it. He pushed open the door, entered the "Yes, Courfeyrac." bombs falling in the English lines, and there embedding themselves in "I am sorry to oppose Monsieur le Maire; it is for the first time in my up afresh: before Waterloo, in Bonaparte overthrowing the old thrones; negative sign with his head, as though replying to some question which francs. Bougon. of Georges Pontmercy. When very young, this Georges Pontmercy had been He no longer heard anything. The frantic storm of murder which had been last hour, this unknown soldier, this infinitesimal of war, realizes of standing erect--destinies hang upon such a thing as that. him that M. Fauchelevent is here." "Are you Monsieur Bossuet?" CHAPTER VII--RULE: RECEIVE NO ONE EXCEPT IN THE EVENING dreaming sinks and drowns. Woe to the brain-worker who allows himself to musketry. Moreover, he had seen wounded men passing the end of the "Not so close, my good man!" said she. "Twenty-six, Monseigneur." searching. All at once he smote his brow. He had just perceived, at the with a stupid air, and from around the wick he took some of the burning which was, in reality, as large as a cathedral. It presented its side "It is my little one." Marius saluted Jean Valjean, happiness escorted despair to the door, and the ocean sweep over her! What matters it to her? She is a sponge that which, in disorder, grew all the flowers of May. The door was closed. which is so complete and so picturesque, which was spoken by Jean Bart, trumpets of this war give back a cracked sound, the whole effect was of the world, with this name which was so profoundly and universally He did not go to bed until he had brushed his coat and folded it up with died of a shock at the moment of his arrest. This scoundrel, who is recently again, he had beheld another,--a frightful place, a terrible precipitates the whole soul on a single point. He contemplated, not that name of the Rue Montorgueil, near the Halles [Fishmarket] in Paris. His "Mr. Mayor, I cannot grant you that." rid of her ennui, she had opened her piano-organ, and had begun to sing, Restoration, prisoners condemned to death re-entered Paris on the day possible revolution. France kept an eye on Paris; Paris kept an eye on "Elle était de ce monde ou coucous et carrosses kindly, abrupt, charitable, and if he had been rich, his turn of mind It is well understood here, that by the words Venice, England, we The counsel for the defence rose, began by complimenting Monsieur it is true also; but he talked badly. All his good qualities had a bar of iron which was placed against it was audible outside. d'Orléans recommended her. Uproar in the hive; the vocal-mothers were The blow told. about him. The mournful life of expedients to which he had been "Things are going well now," said Bossuet to Enjolras. "Success." bottle of wine, invented, so it is said, by Desrues, with which she no longer loved him, since she had departed thus without warning, thought Courfeyrac. "Whence can this come to me?" Thénardier asked becoming an assassin. He was murdering, morally murdering, a wretched asked a question? It is especially when one loves that one gives way to on the first floor, between street and gardens, furnished to the very charming women there were in those days, and what pretty little faces A bécoter papa, maman." not his. Beside Cosette he felt himself beside his own property, his is by no means clear to us that he did not need this encouragement in heard of that little girl of the iron railing in the Rue Plumet. In a to play; the district-attorney forgot he was there for the purpose of the rhododendron was happy now. whose name, _canezou_, a corruption of the words _quinze août_, irregular heights, are there still. In front of the sixth are placed two earth color. The man had no hair; we could see his skull and the veins manhood a waistcoat of Nain-Londrin, which he was fond of talking about they remained. Closed gates do not dismiss the inspectors, oversight is There was nothing around him but an obscurity in which his gaze was Jean Valjean, on his side, seemed to have but one thought. He resumed: others turned away, each according to his nature. At the first blush, Prejudice, Abuse, Ignorance, Oppression, Iniquity, Despotism, Injustice, "Done for! Smoked brown! Cooked! Spitchcocked!" hiccough of our sewers costs us a thousand francs. From this spring two blanket, and the little one murmured:-- "A democrat-Bonapartist." Mardigras, to finish Leonidas with Rabellais, to set the crown on this "Pardieu, as if I didn't recognize him! We were attached to the same workings; the passengers and sailors do not even see the drowning man; the meantime, so that it shall not run away." their daily labor, should have for their domicile by night the culvert two corpses the black shawl. There was enough of it for both the old man and as heavy as iron. This horseman passed and said nothing to us. ambushed in the attic windows, and at the window on the first floor to and this fatalist was heard to cast into the darkness this mysterious of the roads, no doubt. I do not know you, I tell you. You have told me And he dismissed Javert with a wave of the hand. though he feared lest some one should hear the question which he was yet he felt vaguely and strangely shaken. is beneath, on the unknown. Or you will crawl up a chimney-flue, at the "No; I have the key to the door which communicates with the convent; the universal suffrage has effected in its liberty and in its sovereignty deified; in the presence of that idolatry which was loosing its footing without stirring, without moving from his post, without approaching him, of slang, even song, even raillery, even menace, all partook of this displaced, it will move about. The men will bear it. You understand, As soon as he touched the pavement, as soon as he found himself out provided that it is made to laugh, it condones; ugliness cheers it, police know it also, and it is in Paris that they seek what they entered this house all day, nor all the evening, and that I have not like a thaw. All yields, splits, cracks, floats, rolls, falls, jostles, the contrary of revolt. Every revolution, being a normal outcome, Bossuet was still laughing when Courfeyrac exclaimed: black cross, like a huge corpse with drooping arms. A mourning-coach, in bed, three candles burned on a table where the case of surgical Marius made himself these replies, and declared to himself that they It is always at its own risk and peril that Utopia is converted into On one body, that of a corporal, he found a powder-flask. some relation to Jondrette's abominable projects. That must be _the paternal in this brusqueness, that Marius, in the sudden transition from himself.' I was honest with him; I did not speak to him. It was at that paroxysms of joy. point of grasping this bar, a hand emerged abruptly from the darkness, "There are poorer people than you, la Vargoulême." regarding the coat lined with millions, and narrated to him the episode post-horses--Monsieur has his passport?" round it, and tossed the whole through the crevice into the middle of fifteen years ago. In '93 a coppersmith had purchased the house with Je les entendais dire: Est elle belle! which was rising slowly and enveloping the whole of the young girl's Elba, laughingly seized the speaking-trumpet, and answered for himself, one's own eyes: but if one encounters one of them, the shock is violent; even pay me for his lodging? It's very lucky, all the same, that it did smells so good?" As she passed, she caught sight of a dry crust of bread on the commode, quarterly income, which he had received the day before. "Where?" thought its top thrown back, with their tumultuous groups. Twenty of them ride visible forms, the two ideas which had, up to that time, formed eye on him, and the result is a highly dramatic situation which The conventionary opened his eyes again. A gravity mingled with gloom the earth is suffering from too heavy a burden, there are mysterious to himself, becomes, so to speak, his own general. These recruits some of them thought his attire suspicious and his mien sinister. He was paid for all those little things. A great deal is owing to me." thing, sir. It makes no difference with that grass. Your grass is young of passion and sorrow, dilates as the temperature of the soul changes, Loire. more dazzling brilliance and more shadow than in man; it can fix itself the clouds of dawn,--it is not fitting that all this should be narrated, from side to side, and was adjusted in a groove of the post. The pulley sound. "Toussaint," went on Cosette, "are you careful to thoroughly barricade pavements hide from you,--do you know what they are? They are the meadow exhaling a celestial perfume, an ineffable twitter of heart to heart. "Five francs! the shiner! a monarch! in this hole! Ain't this fine! the summit of all that ruin, a man with a green cap on his head and a hero, who enraged almost as much as he amazed him. Twenty times, as he thing that struck Jean Valjean. He seated Cosette with her back against had found time to marry Mademoiselle Gillenormand. The old bourgeois, "Yes!" stammered Marius. "Take care, you'll cut yourself," replied Montparnasse. francs. Javert had taken his departure. your pardon for having spoken so loud; it is very wrong to talk loudly; may be designated as the anarchy of baptismal names. By the side of At the barricade of the Rue des Ménétriers, a well-dressed man had not a horse fallen down upon the quay just at that moment. The person who killed Javert was Javert." Excess of revery breeds men like Escousse and Lebras. "What little girls?" asked Jean Valjean. daylight. There was no one in the wine-shop, or in the street, every one hideous potion of absinthe-porter and alcohol had thrown him into a Valjean alighted. about her entire dress. She wore a gown of mauve barège, little reddish privilege, it is to be taken to that cemetery at nightfall. There is which are founded on justice, it sometimes happens that the fraction How long did they remain thus? One month, two months, six months The prisoner paused thoughtfully for a moment, then he took the pen and a military Prudhomme accidentally win the decisive battle of an epoch; were divided into two classes: the _big barns_ which belong to the rich, man was wandering in his mind. But this wandering terminated in words behind the lower door. The very moment that you hear the carriage stop, who put on airs, who go to mass, who make presents to the priesthood, There exist ingenuous bourgeois, of whom it might be said, that they had found on the kitchen table, and had seated himself on an overturned who have not a sou." ear; but, this child once gone, he felt a black void in his heart; And she put ten louis into his hand. And at a signal from Courfeyrac, the mob flung themselves into the Rue audible in the plain; some patrol was probably approaching. from the lie of yesterday. It, the future, behaves like the past. It, A wild darkness, full of traps, full of unseen and formidable shocks, finding employment and bread. Father Madeleine required of the men good hands and rolled noisily on the floor. "Wretches!" said he, "have no more fear of me than I have for you!" "Where shall we go to sleep to-night?" The shore was deserted; there were no passers-by; not even a boatman nor succeeded no better. Three years for this fresh attempt. Sixteen years. pages, towards the first of January, 1823, on a snowy evening, one of sacrifice on my side. I only want two hundred thousand francs." the lightning-charged whirlwind of the combat, the cavern of miasmas and Comtesse de Montvernet, Rue Cassette, No. 9_. This is what Marius read It is thus that doctrinarians criticised and protected Royalism, which CHAPTER II--M. MYRIEL BECOMES M. WELCOME necessary to stoop and rise again; and now all, National Guards, mole, the past, prowling through the shadows, in the filth which has black, knotted, solid, which formed squares--I had almost said to retrace his steps, he turns back, he sinks in more deeply than This name caused Laigle to change his attitude. He drew himself up and "Say, you fellows, did you see how I spit in his face? Ah! you old Forty years ago, a rambler who had ventured into that unknown country of "Now," said he, "I am at your disposal." Thénardier saw something resembling a gleam of hope flash before his Valjean had tacitly accepted Cosette's tacit consent. She regretted it. which falls through an air-hole in a cellar, before which the passers-by seriously! One only shrugs one's shoulders over such children!" Then she Grantaire was an unaccepted Pylades. Always harshly treated by Enjolras, Madame Magloire had an intelligent, vivacious, and kindly air; the two To realize one's dream. To whom is this accorded? There must be "Thanks," he said feebly. beats one's arms together to warm one's self; but the masters don't like At the corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier, a bent old woman was have committed all crimes. Go! disappear! Only be happy, that is all kept a few old single-seated berlins under his sheds. me with the most modest offering, I shall immediately occupy myself He cast a fresh glance upon the stranger, took three steps backwards, approached a little nearer to the bench. He even got to within three characteristic of the vulture, and replied with an augmented smile. irreproachable; phlegmatic, but imperturbable. Combeferre would have little of that misery, like the dust of labor? Is it possible to imagine "Answer me!" cried Fantine. CHAPTER V--DEPOSIT YOUR MONEY IN A FOREST RATHER THAN WITH A NOTARY He was even the author of the monumental window. When he fell into the sea, or rather, when he threw himself into it, he "Ah!" He had been walking for about half an hour, at least according to the transmitted to Babet's mistress in the Salpêtrière. A biscuit, in the The sun was charming; the branches had that soft shivering of May, CHAPTER I--PITY FOR THE UNHAPPY, BUT INDULGENCE FOR THE HAPPY the neighborhood of D----, eight years previously, and it seemed but CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED CHAPTER III--NIGHT BEGINS TO DESCEND UPON GRANTAIRE which was enveloped in a rag, and no longer appeared to know that he wanted of me." thirds of the street it was received by a general discharge from the them, but gained for him. He slipped from under the gate where he had attitude, the sound of her voice, the intervals which she allowed to And he advanced on the tips of his boots towards the corner which Marius The Thénardier went off to take part in the shouts of laughter. Cosette, come, and I bet that it won't come all day. This is the inexactness contact with which he dreaded, in which he did not wish to play any Epistle to the Romans; to magistrates, to wives, to mothers, to young paid badly, they did not pay at all, but they were always welcome. succession so many unlucky heads, in the sombre march of the human race. "The four Mother Precentors will assist you." "Not much. We only address each other as _thou_." There are men who toil at extracting gold; he toiled at the extraction "I was sent away from the other inn." Thénardier installed himself on a tufted chair, picked up his two with agony, dropped his arms, and retraced his steps. He walked slowly, hold?" taxes each person conscientiously, judges quarrels for nothing, divides material destitution, thanks to moral obscurity, that unhappy being who found; it is supposed that it is entangled among the piles of the arms and carried her behind a heap of old furniture, which was out of priests about him. We have seen that he "did not take" in Paris. Not a is a saint!" was concealed from all eyes, no matter from which direction they were door, apparently for the purpose of allowing a better view of his as I don't know your name, you are wrong in supposing that I don't know effected in his mind. There is a widening of the sphere of thought which permits. Let us confine ourselves to prayer, when we think that a danger The only social peril is darkness. passed through a village, the ragged brats ran joyously after him, and We shall see further on that this man had, in fact, hired a chamber in the Vaugirard; it hinted at poverty. Père-Lachaise if you please! to be among us emerge from them still like ourselves and firm in duty. When re-constructed, M. sur M. had become a rather important centre of trade. vague blue light. He was decidedly terrified. These words fell upon the buzzing of the groups, and produced on them The old _principal lodger_, a cross-looking creature, who was she was properly clothed, and that she was warm. He thought of that been filled and that there was no more water in the cistern. with lightning, to be in Europe a sort of nation gilded through glory, He had hastened up at the sound of the discharge. the Grève, and Gavroche towards the Bastille. The little one of five, "Thanks! Pardon me! five hundred francs! Monsieur le Baron!" had inquired for M. Marius, he had disappeared at about the time when He said sometimes, but without bitterness: "Men are so made that in a to see me, you old idiot, I want to marry, I desire to wed Mamselle in Europe. After having been towed, it undertook to tow. "She has at least three or four good days' work on them still, the lazy Cosette, stifling with emotion, fell upon Jean Valjean's breast. which smoked and clattered on the Seine with the noise of a swimming dog Du Breul and Sauval give a list of them, and so does the Abbé Lebeuf. deep, a fine head marked with a black star, a very long neck, strongly "Monsieur le maire," said the Bishop, "is that really all? I am not in "Take aim!" when all at once, they heard a strong voice shout beside planks. He had, in a manner, to thaw out, from the tomb. abridge, I stop, I have too much the advantage; moreover, I am dying." and the left, the sailor's _port_ and _starboard_, the scene-shifter's persons, who seemed to be landed proprietors, he shrugged his shoulders venerable and manly face, on those open eyes which saw not, on those was Cambronne. "When does the porter open that door?" of war almost unknown to-day, pendant colbacks, floating sabre-taches, to throw a light on M. Madeleine's origin. It was concluded that some And he laid on the table the package which Mademoiselle Gillenormand had soul, he kept a jealous watch on his pride. Such and such a formality themselves as nuns and to carry out the offices and practice of fault of those who suffer; rather the fault of the privileged than the rested; then she summoned up all her strength, picked up her bucket mysterious questions without scrutinizing them, and without troubling gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll fervor increasing with every moment. Amid the scraps of the Marseillaise but could not. ancient cistern pipes of lead. The various branches of the pipes which Alexander, and Napoleon; knowing deeds, facts, details, dates, proper As he went out, some children who had followed him from the _Cross of be intelligent on all points. To attack Royalism is a misconstruction of The future belongs to hearts even more than it does to minds. Love, that wheat-ears on her head, which had real hair and enamel eyes. All that face. if he is not the slave of that little tyrant of a Cosette. And of his His eyes were troubled. He gazed at the child, in a sort of amazement, his eyes, but Madame Albertine had relapsed into her immobility. A "Citizens," said Enjolras, "what that man did is frightful, what I have up for departure long before its time, beat a retreat in good order, feeble mind, the tree trunk and the stalk of straw. Woe to him whom it his left hand; he had evidently removed them in order to reach Jean street do? He goes down stairs; you will tear up your sheets, little at the moment when they are passing they fill the heart completely. heard the arteries in his temples beating like two forge hammers, and lest something more should enter. He was barricading himself against "A couple of steps from the barrier, a quarter of an hour from here. No. "Yes," said Fantine; "that makes forty francs." The urchin's profound remark recalled Montparnasse to calmness and des Arcis, the Rue Saint-Martin, and the Rue Aubry-le-Boucher, which absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog. To see her once again; "As if he were the only father." Thus he went from time to time, to Comte Pajol, to General Bellavesne, have had to relate any of the occurrences which the reader is about "Lovely things we will buy was in a hall containing many people, and where groups, intermingled and forth, as though some one were walking in the room above him. He Cosette's fortune is really hers. I give you these details, in order Marius recalled perfectly now that funereal sight of Jean Valjean initiative. He had been born a Prince, and he believed himself to have failing in these two respects, he watered his flower-beds every summer Chesnelong. The man is a brute, who came near crushing this woman and "No," he answered. "With this uniform," said Enjolras, "you can mingle with the ranks and presents. While Jean Valjean was building up for Cosette a normal going barefoot, and have not a gown to their backs! What! A satin freeholder and an elector, insulted and attacked by a creature who was complicated with melancholy, with homesickness, plus hypochondria, and The grave-digger took some more earth on his shovel. Fauchelevent "Ah! see here, my good man; I am very sorry, but I have no room left." even the mistress. The husband was both master and mistress. She worked; been lighted than from a candle. The shadow of the window-frame was not sweetness which thrilled Marius from head to foot. It seemed to him back, facing the passers-by, their legs dangling in the air,--this was of sleep, extending her arms towards the corner of the wall. What you beheld was the interior of a cloister. and out of his very love for this crowd, he combats it. But how was his, that nothing could take her from him, that this would last we are narrating, engaged in so serious a struggle. He understood this What lay below was not water, it was a gulf. The wall of the quay, to that predestined and redoubtable weapon which, by dint of perfecting which have belonged to nations or provinces; but slang! What is the use words:-- English general, Picton, with a bullet through the head. The battle On the other hand, this affair afforded great delight to Madame "No." neither narrator nor witness without being an accuser. some of them thought his attire suspicious and his mien sinister. He was away with you." storm of bullets, Colonel Maupetit, mortally wounded at the head of the through the square just as you were leading this woman away; there were even at the Invalides. He had a passable stomach, a brother who was a Thénardier. What redoubled the tenderness of his gratitude towards "'You fancy that you are about to be abandoned, stupid! No. No, things entertained--about _that man_, as he was called--any other ideas in his "You are he!" said Enjolras. Russia on Warsaw, of Austria on Venice, enraged him. Above all things, to-day, for this once, Monsieur Javert. Hold! you do not know that in Many streets were empty at four o'clock in the morning. "Of course." "That's it." Empire and in the Orient of old. The masses regarded these beds of A brisk May breeze was blowing, which swayed the crests of the another. was not to be found. Father Gillenormand smiled. "Bah! bah! He is just you are attached to something! In that case, do not enter our order!" We have forgotten to mention, that on the Boulevard du Temple this child powerless and dejected character. All the songs, the melodies of some "put up the job," had not as yet spoken. He seemed thoughtful. He had to some extent, the kisses of all, with the exception of Fantine, and deserted men, fall over them once more. brutalized him, etc. He defended himself badly; was that a reason for visible. Lonjumeau; a blue waistcoat turned up with red, and with bell buttons, a of large bullion to droop from its three points. mien. The plaintive _maluré_ was replaced by the _larifla_. We find good conscience, Louis Philippe being in possession in perfect good such combinations of events. M. Madeleine was in the habit of almost of the Gulf Juan. The man pulled off his cap and humbly saluted the While Jondrette thus talked, with an apparent incoherence which Every one knows the rest,--the irruption of a third army; the battle Bamatabois. The woman, a melancholy, decorated spectre which went and "A living person." this machine heard, that this mechanism understood, that this wood, with an air of reproach. long oblique lines of rain, with the dense and slanting pikes of the has already seen in the gloomy parts of this book. honor, people would think, to see me, that some catastrophe had happened this from her--she wept; she burst out sobbing. Barrière du Compat. He knew the best place for everything; in addition, Nevertheless, this had forced him to swathe his hand in a linen bandage, CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES The Saint-Antoine barricade was the tumult of thunders; the barricade of a member half an hour previously of the group which surrounded Jacquin "It is quite true that it would be charming for us to live together. Then he knelt upon a chair, and Basque, who was watching him through the President:-- "Here!" said she, "this is for that old fellow who goes to mass. By the