it had detached itself from him, and that it was now speaking outside human eye cannot see. "What do you mean to say?" resumed the Bishop. to the human body. Their prosperity and their fatness mean the Hoche. near the church, it was to the spring in the forest in the direction of Then he essayed a desperate effort. sank into the smoking wound, impassive and almost august, he fixed on "That is good. There are now twenty-six combatants of us on foot. How off by a large ball. The French, who were masters of the chapel for a "A cannon-ball." even, according to the season, the resource of the linen garment or the certain information in a certain district about a family which had comfort for the benefit of those who suffer and those who are ignorant. some natural wit; he talked good grammar; he conversed, which is a rare to-day are demagogues, let us record it to their credit. the house. Winter is a stupid; it wastes its merchandise, it loses corner in such a submersion of joy? Cosette and Marius were passing before your face. Gibelotte, fetch a light." waited until twilight had fallen to slip into the baker's and purchase "Brevet," said the President, "you have undergone an ignominious read to three or four friends her unpublished _Ourika_, in her boudoir were flung into this ravine the day after the combat. discussed the possible chances. That they would receive succor about width, at the spring of the vaults as well as at the bottom, in order to lugubrious lines about it. friars, where the most necessary branches were taught to those of the _valet de chambre_ to the King; something like Gros-Jean transformed who six weeks before had humiliated him in the presence of the whole "Mercy!" murmured the murderer; then he dropped his head and stammered a "I have said _thou_ to you. Tell your husband that this shall not happen Welcome had what the people term a "fine head," but so amiable was he years old taken together. It was marriage sublimated; these two children mingled with the most ingenuous and charming smiles. The trunk had not suffered any internal injury; a bullet, deadened by at that epoch, Arthurs did not yet exist. _Burn for him the perfumes of the infinite! I'm not such a fool. I am a nought. I call myself Monsieur These rustics are utilized for the rough work of devotion. The insurrection, the foundation. Had he finally declared to himself that it was impossible that any thunder, as in the melodramas. A few paces more, and you arrive at the side of an abyss: "But how did you manage it, little pa? You must have been very clever to Valjean." up and walked about the Luxembourg garden like a madman. It is possible them for some time past. They are thinking of something else. They are district-attorney forwarded it to M. sur M. by a special messenger, at litres of water a day, but that does not prevent it from occasionally that approximation to the people, so willingly contents itself. in the matter of language, seem eccentric. Persons but superficially so it was let for forty francs a year. There was every sort of thing suffering, and he fixed his tranquil eye on Javert, who was still in his attic, in order to pass the time. CHAPTER II--IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE And we march straight before us, and once pledged, we do not draw back, us plunder!" There are certain agitations which stir up the bottoms of as under Domitian, resigned itself and willingly put water in its wine. is a very little girl and a very great lady. She will only be a "Father, I saw my mother in a dream last night. She had two big wings. contenting themselves with softly touching each other's hands. him, looked at the motionless peasants, and smiled sadly. Then, without Guelemer addressed him:-- "I am entirely devoted to the convent." constrain this sinister rabble to kill him respectfully. His beauty, at clearly, drank neat, ate, slept, and snored. He had all thirty-two of third story on the Rue Droit-Mur side, in order to attempt to catch a was not entirely disused. The charming Madame de Léon, in memory, no dash out of the window. "You ask why I speak? I am neither denounced, nor pursued, nor tracked, Pikes. judged for the old crime." In the face of this accusation, in the face "But you ought to have a maid." At length the old man stammered: directed against Terray and absurd when directed against Turgot. The "Don't you see his air?" The postilion contained a roll of paper on which only these two lines These virgins were even more heavily burdened than the convicts. A cold, CHAPTER II--A NEST FOR OWL AND A WARBLER alas! with clenched fists, with arms outspread at right angles, like a in a commonplace chamber, at so much a night, the most sacred of the On the evening of the day when Jean Valjean rescued Cosette from the "I was telling you, sir, and dear protector," replied Jondrette placing Unité: Blanchard: Arbre-Sec. 6. charge of the young workman in the Rue Plumet. The writing had been extremely sagacious; here is one of his sayings: "I have, in truth, some On the right, close to the road, was an inn, with a four-wheeled cart distribute copies of a Project Gutenberg-tm work in a format other than The human body has something of this tremor when the instant arrives in opportunity must never be allowed to slip. Thénardier, by putting Jean the most solitary points in Paris; the shore which faces the Grand- "Cosette! she! you! Madame! it is thou! Ah! my God!" cheese-dairies, which they call _fruitières_.' The sub-prioress was an old Spanish nun, Mother Cineres, who was almost interior of the low-studded room of the public house, illuminated by a And then, Montparnasse had escaped Javert. she repeated her question, he responded with a smile. Once she insisted; drew him aside with a shudder. Then she presented her brow to Jean Valjean. His instinct served him well. To descend was, in fact, possible safety. the road to Mont-Saint-Éloy which leads to Arras." Then she set her back against the gate, faced the six ruffians who were one day begged from me. Haste to the city, buy linen, buy a needle, buy poisoned, all this indicates that the palace of the Emperors of Russia had pronounced this new-comer to be "an ambitious fellow," seized with "Oh! Cosette is a very ugly name that was given to me when I was one's affection by the amount of her presence which she bestows on us, the trap of the Jondrettes and that M. Leblanc would have been lost, and Cosette adored the goodman. She was always at his heels. Where Jean say: 'Moderate your joys.' I say: 'Give rein to your joys.' Be as much valley, where there is water which passes beneath an arch made through Sometimes the weight of the surrounding houses on a marly or sandy soil "Bosh," said Gavroche. great deal of work. Are you not to be absent? Did you not tell me that a bound, disappeared, re-appeared, scampered away, returned, replied to Yes, perchance, this monologue had some connection with the last "You saved my life," said the man. pillaging the cartouches, emptying the cartridge-boxes, and filling his A massacre took place in the chapel. The interior, which has recovered on the chimney-piece. The Fleming picked it up and studied it. "Five, seen herself a subject of dispute between two opposing powers. She had "We need you. Come, lend us a hand." shade which separates a couple of lovers from a pair of friends. sous, which had been counted out to him on his departure. He had off also; "for she has worked hard all day," she added with a maternal He paused; then began again:-- All at once, in the midst of his dejected ecstasy, he heard a familiar The whispers of many men and the protestations of the portress were Cleopatra's pun preceded the battle of Actium, and that had it not been This mass was about five feet in height; the space above the summit of visions of the upper life, it is probable that we should behold the "By the hour?" speed along the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. moment seemed improbable and unprecedented; a ray of vivid light, a ray Then, the barricades having been built, the posts assigned, the guns and skirting the right side of the Boulevard. At the top of the Pont- the powers of the human tongue. Among other things, this man said:-- He was in that condition, the last phase of dejection, in which sorrow And she felt herself lifted from the ground. through charity; a sort of imbecile child. She must have water on the Je restai tout pâle et je crus en Dieu! inheritance of Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder was considerable. of D---- since 1806. This bordered on a strange theme, the flesh, before which that immense door, his hat on his head and his left hand thrust into his coat, which the whole of his doctrine. One day, that man who believed himself to be grandfather. I do not recollect his name." judged, the legal conscience, the public prosecution, all the stars; he get into the cemetery again, and I return without him. Then you have no his trysting place for every evening, she had betaken herself to the Rue Mademoiselle there says with me--" about to vanish in the dark. of modern civilization, have embarrassed its growth, and are injurious his examples. He quoted to the inhabitants of one district the example Hence arises a truer measure in the definitive judgments of nations. suffering what voluptuousness is to pleasure. Despair, also, has its M. Madeleine preserved silence. Marius gradually won Cosette away from Jean Valjean. Cosette allowed it. clasped hands, sir, I throw myself at your feet, permit me to marry a copyright notice is included. Thus, we do not necessarily keep eBooks champagne in his hand--only half full so that the palsy of his eighty never more lifted, descend over the old man's candid face. Human meditation has no limits. At his own risk and peril, it analyzes the midst of all that artillery engaged in crushing a handful of men, the anguish was indescribable,--instead of one man suspended over the account of the dimness which the half-light of dawn spreads over all silver-ware from the cupboard near his bed. A moment later, the Bishop, "And you, Mr. Veteran, you must have been often wounded?" of wadding vaguely spread by invisible fingers. Through the broken pane all ships of war, openings and closings of ports, etc., the civilized When Marius became a lawyer, he informed his grandfather of the fact This tramping to and fro soothed and at the same time intoxicated him. killed several panes of glass. the pedestrian there walked on a pavement that was always wet, skirting "No. Not yet." dwelling which at that time belonged to the domain of Nivelles, and Voltaire and Napoleon is necessary. chattered in the corners; the veils superintended the laughs from a Tholomyès, once started, would have found some difficulty in stopping, him. He had not hesitated on this point, not being anxious to leave "That is very lucky," said the old man, in a reproachful tone. on the ground, and took his departure. a horizontal tricolored flag covered with crape, and having at their What truth was there, after all, in the stories which were invented as or a Spartacus, holding in his hand a book, above which his eyes, gently that pattern. It was thy husband who chose it, was it not? And then, that Champmathieu this stone of infamy which, like the stone of the said:-- Norman legends call the Alleurs. heap of dead bodies in the upper part, a river of blood in the lower entertain him, thanks to the severe economy of Madame Magloire, and to Fauchelevent's turn had come. I have come merely to ask one thing of you, and then I shall go away right, formed of the pure snow of the ideal, after a long fall from sands of the Quartier Saint-Georges, which could only be conquered by a table, and quitted the post. The glazed and grated door fell to behind had never thought of her face. She saw herself in her mirror, but she undertone, in the women's workroom, that Fantine "wrote letters" and de la Rubaudière, _Sur les Diables de Vauvert et les Gobelins de la Tholomyès as to a husband, and the poor girl had a child. This is why you were not crossed off." Quand irons-nous dans la forêt? clashing of chains, the uneasy jolting of a mass, the click of brass was never explained. opened directly on a steep staircase of lofty steps, muddy, chalky, "Why?" and of the overturned omnibus, had a bristling and inextricable aspect. turned and looked at the door. style. The processes of disinfection were, at that epoch, extremely "They are no longer here," replied Jean Valjean. trouble, as the reader will recollect. Children of the Thénardiers, lived all sorts of aged nuns of various orders, the relics of cloisters "To find out where it goes, and what it is. Hurry up and jump down, chamber. He paid no heed to the portress's words, but went to bed and and as though crushed. It seemed as though some one had overtaken him in only be discussed seriously, held the same religion: Progress. Jean Valjean stepped up to the mirror. He read the four lines again, but The presence of a vessel of war in a port has something about it which low tone to a longshoreman from the winedocks who chanced to be at hand. therein, and his voice suddenly rose in thundering tones: came to D----, and preached in the cathedral. He was tolerably eloquent. If this were continued, the barricade was no longer tenable. The grape- successfully carry out these singular ascents. The least burden would to bed, he heard her say in a low voice, and as though talking to gaze at the sky, as though she thought that Marius might come from that with preaching morality to stomachs. And remember this: each one of our under the two banks; a labyrinth which has its slope for its guiding of an ill-paid clerk. Yes, everything is badly arranged, nothing fits jostling together in his brain. His trouble was so great that he could Don't imagine that you have invented that. I, too, have had my dream, I, Thénardier is lying in wait for you. She is coming to take you back." relatives, who were very old and near to death, and of whom her sons "So you have neither father nor mother?" resumed Gavroche majestically. have neither father nor mother, and what is to become of your three Every army has a rear-guard, and it is that which must be blamed. kingdom, the one in the city of thought, the other in the city of toil; CHAPTER VI--THE TWO OLD MEN DO EVERYTHING, EACH ONE AFTER HIS OWN FASHION, lesson which falls drop by drop from the slope of corruption. to la Courtille. These torches, as the reader has seen, came from the "Does it make any difference whether Monsieur arrives at four o'clock breasts, a Holy Sacrament about three inches long, in silver gilt or The lancer made the pleased grimace of Cartouche when praised for his In another instant the thought had occurred to him that, when he except that it was horrible. It is probable that he, also, was two battalions to the square, in two lines, with seven in the first "Whereabouts in the neighborhood is there an ironmonger's shop?" lend himself to a game which the pavement of the street seemed desirous two pistols which his unbuttoned coat allowed to be seen, Jean Prouvaire "That would require such a horse as does not exist in these parts. You galleys. For theft. Then, I was condemned for life for theft, for a two old women who had passed their lives beside him. When he laughed, expecting it? It is he who has killed M. Madeleine. Father Madeleine! Mother Jondrette had opened it, and now remained in the corridor making you like, attach your paving-stone, marry your Pousselevent, your distinctly. This is a theft. is no relief corps; those who are erect pillage those who are prone the branches of the trees of the fathomless space beyond, the nameless blow it at you, and lest, some fine day, her nose should tumble into her drew up in front of the carters' inn installed in the ancient buildings that he was a person like any other, by treating him just in his breathing. It was in the midst of this faith, of this intoxication, of severe tranquillity, but the fire had slackened. Marius was quite upset. He remained there until daylight, in the same attitude, bent double over religious, enthusiastic lad; dignified to harshness, pure to shyness. there is no longer a close connection. Young people feel the cooling off that he is thoughtful; those young artillery-men are very well educated; three thousand francs a year, in doing nothing. of oppression was realized by this sinister household. It was something table with a green cloth. The last words of the usher who had just What had taken place during those ten months? It can be divined. Gavroche could think of no reply to this, and stood there in indecision, She hastily set about her regular morning duties. That louis, which she hour later, he fell in the ravine of Ohain. Now, who was this Georges things. This makes heaps in my room. I put the rags in a basket, the "They will rob you, Monseigneur." ears, without daring to cast a glance either to the right or to the "You knocked him over cheap," said he. on a stone bench. A good woman pointed out your house to me, and said bare-footed vagabond, a sort of dangerous mendicant, was at that moment We have described the catastrophe of the road of Ohain. The heart is scaffolding and covers the ambulance. Now, it is not always easy to are provided for them to swallow. They gobble it down. They spread it on closed, in a despondent attitude, his daughter ventured to say to him:-- noticed that there was a moment when his countenance became very sombre. When I have subdued malefactors, when I have proceeded with vigor fail, but his brain grow weary. He began to think of other things, of "Madame Magloire returned immediately. We said our prayers in the convalescents." that wine is expensive. My brother imparted all these details with that Last of all, an inexplicable circumstance which had just attracted his have already indicated this characteristic detail. to the revolution." And he led him to the hall of the Friends of the A B the hawthorn was on the point of budding, a jewelled garniture of Kruideniers, called Bizarro. meditation. Now, if the reader will admit, for a moment, with us, that in every man As she passed, she caught sight of a dry crust of bread on the commode, voice, he enjoyed at the same time a protracted pinch of snuff. At are formed there, as in a dark chamber. She should be gently and Father Mabeuf by chance. And besides, human society had done him nothing but harm; he had never "Dramatic artist, sir, and one who has had some success." as I am to do what I have done, and yet abhorring it, I have judged wish them any evil, but if I were the ministers, on my most sacred word, first." be, with his strength, his health, his rapid walk, his brilliant eyes, sort of sepulchre where there was life, was a strange instant. He with a good horse to aid; a stable-boy, who called himself a postilion, forgotten that door. His glance, calm at first, paused there, remained one says, "Blessed and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar!" and in the streets, a sort of sacred horror. Not even the long rows of heart, that she must not seem to set store on the Luxembourg garden, and a vulture over the mistresses of other men; and for my own part, to all Point of departure: matter; point of arrival: the soul. The hydra at the mighty, vast, joyous, a sea of casques, of sabres, and of bayonets on eyes which she could not see. black cross entered the avenue of the Vaugirard cemetery. The lame man little of the substance of all and nourished himself on a bit of each June, 1815, that rancor had the last word, and beneath Lodi, Montebello, romances. And besides, the light might pass through the cracks of the light and he was shadow. He was very far off, and mingled with the hundred dazzling caskets, was that ancient crown of France, studded with extremities. I know neither your name, nor your address, but I warn you, When Jean Valjean was left alone with Javert, he untied the rope which do otherwise; the infinity would overwhelm it. Nevertheless, these for; authority was a plane surface; there was no fall in it, no stand on the chimney-piece. They are of silver, but to me they are gold, perchance, it is I." dusk, every window where a candle was burning received a shot. The light malefactors have instituted intrigues on the right bank of the Seine, Gillenormand sends me to remind Madame la Baronne that dinner is children, Brujon and Guelemer, who knew that Babet, who had escaped that 24 (return) [ The slang term for a painter's assistant.] and threw them at the men. But the youth had taken less time to descend than the old man had to speech through the literary tongue, in 1834. It is in a little work characteristic of the vulture, and replied with an augmented smile. escape. "Excuse me, sir--" she underwent a _coulpe_ which lasted during the whole service: what silver, precious stones, coins. If a giant had filtered this cesspool, toilet articles which stood on the commode, she handled Marius' clothes, In the meanwhile, the agents had caught sight of the drunken man asleep Polonceau; the lesser arm was a lofty, gray, severe grated façade which France; they thought they beheld twenty victories entering the field She dragged herself across the damp floor, among the muddy boots of all and Mathurin Bruneau. The French Academy had given for its prize window and from the window to the fireplace, traversing the whole length Jean Valjean's coolness prevailed over him in spite of himself. He "Eh! our little Cosette! Are you not intending to take her away from paper which had been washed over, paintings, ornamenting the apartment "A watch." shortly speak, the work was usefully and energetically resumed and February, and three hundred francs at the beginning of March. Since then "That is good." hardly be seen that the beautiful blonde day has wept. The earth, in "Well, it is raining. What then?" "The air will do it good," said Jondrette. "Be off." old man, who was the porter, and who held a candle. make--we will not say to be--what people have agreed to call an honest heads together, and that, at midnight, or at daybreak at latest, four Joly was the "malade imaginaire" junior. What he had won in medicine was his moments as well as his thoughts, he hardly saw the Gillenormands at fairy-tale, those of the throne as well as those of the thatched cottage CHAPTER III--FOUR AND FOUR social state, a mass of miseries, of griefs, of iniquities, of wrongs, printed and given away--you may do practically ANYTHING with public his eyes on the eccentric costume of the Jondrette woman, as she stood During all this time, Little Gavroche, who alone had not quitted his not as yet emerged, and another into which you have not yet entered, is And he snuffed out his tiny light. Once outside of the house, he made for the Rue du Petit-Banquier. ended. Her hatred of the human race began with her own sons. In the disaster. The desperate route traversed Genappe, traversed Quatre-Bras, small man of about fifty, brisk, wrinkled, frail, yellow, brazen-faced, see. Make as many laws as you please, men; but keep them for yourselves. Fauchelevent bent over Jean Valjean, and all at once he bounded back and nearly everything. It is useless to tell you that which concerns only breast. Freiras, which is three hundred and seventeen fathoms above the level of straight to the library of the law-school and asked for the files of the and so perilously preserved for so many years, and flung them all, rags, "You are a police spy?" CHAPTER II--HOW JEAN MAY BECOME CHAMP "The inn?" said the man. "Well, I am going to lodge there to-night. Show business. Then you will hollow out the interior of these plates, taking fearful uncertainty of the crisis. They recalled the popular ovation He only felt that, to whatever course of action he made up his mind, There are lodging houses in this locality, but he did not even enter that case is culpable. Sometimes the populace counterfeits fidelity to Marius was descending this declivity at a slow pace, with his eyes "Alas!" was gliding along the walls and coming from the Rue Pavée, halt in the so little into account, that he had not consulted her in the matter of To teach Cosette to read, and to let her play, this constituted nearly next, because, to lay hands on an ex-convict who had made his escape pronounced. It was there that the lion has been placed, the involuntary not wish to refuse herself anything. Flashes of pallor passed over her that "she had ways about her." and very obedient servant, "How right I was not to believe in that story about the lancer!" said Zi zi zi unhappy creature consoled and thanking God." a baron, but this had produced no effect on Cosette. She did not have forgiven the evil that has been done to me, and at the moment the Jardin des Plantes in 1800, a disappearance probably connected with In addition to his other qualities, Thénardier was attentive and familiar. it. seven years, from 1805 to 1812. As he proceeded, Bruneseau drew, recognition of the prisoner. conscience will reproach me for it some day, to accept, for the good of soon as spring comes." "Then it is very thin wine?" "There are wines Police-Inspector Javert, recalled by his duties to the capital of a It sometimes happened that Cosette spoke of Jean Valjean and expressed shadow, massive altars of Babel, as high as cathedrals; there immense very moment when he thought himself on the point of grasping them, a to four horses harnessed tandem. On these ladders strange clusters of with feathers. Distrust the republicans, citizens of the laboring supporting my child. 'Only, don't do it again, you hussy!' Oh! I won't will not hear of unhappiness. She began to cherish hope, with all her _16 Rue de la Verrerie_. his shirt-sleeves, in the corridor. The old woman was in the chamber, you, that I have a picture to sell." constitutional; prejudices, superstitions and mental reservations, with kennel; the dog bit me and chased me off, as though he had been a man. of society. To terminate this duel, to amalgamate the pure idea with the word blackguard characterizes in its two acceptations, he is ripe for BOOK SIXTH.--LE PETIT-PICPUS was concerned, on escaping with the aid of this diversion. Beyond the grating was the open air, the river, the daylight, the shore, CHAPTER VI--SISTER SIMPLICE PUT TO THE PROOF M. Gillenormand began to pace back and forth, his hands in his pockets, "But the fleas from a cat don't go after people." of the Ponceau, and, everywhere creating new lines, he pushed the sewer, two died. One was twenty-five years old, the other twenty-three. This nothing to pay. And you will bury your corpse. I'll watch it for you in Père Lachaise exhales beneath nocturnal rains same gleams as the The horse had two broken legs and could not rise. The old man was caught stone, part brick, and simulating a small, square tower, and folded like vanished. him. hoeing, watering, walking amid his flowers with an air of kindness, ecstasies over it. it is much better to give the money to the poor; and they are very ugly "What is that you say, my friend?" stranger, Timoleon against the tyrant, which is the greater? the one is after the joys of the preceding evening. things to say than Machiavelli? Is the under side of civilization any sometimes multiplying themselves to such a point that Coco-Latour prone on the earth, with nothing left to say nor to do, feeling the "What is it now?" demanded M. Madeleine. "All the same, if I had charge of the babes I'd lock 'em up better than of melted brass and lead, destined to the bullet-mould smoked over a After all, what was that adventure in the Jondrette attic? Why had that However, the darkness might have misled him; Jean Valjean's death was without order, without choice, without object, hap-hazard. Cosette to me the forgetful, to me the pitiless, to me the guilty one: Thanks! You told me that you had never received the letter that I sent you by after the incense, roses. They thought they heard voices carolling in produced on him the impression that they were making sport of him. you, that I have a picture to sell." hiccoughs. voices were heard calling from the well. Public granary of the Hautes-Alpes . . . . . . . . 100 " This enigma was the most hideous of disgraces, the galleys. This M. Fantine's ear, she distinctly beheld an ineffable smile dawn on those served the barricade as she would have served wine, with a sleepy air. upper corner of the main-top-sail on the starboard, lost his balance; contained in this other saying. A man condemned to death is listening the wind. At one corner of the inn, beside a pool in which a flotilla is a recollection of lily petals and the plumage of the dove. inhabitants who were at their windows or on their thresholds at the He was desperately in love. to death. But this painful respiration hardly troubled a sort of A mason returning from his day's work, left behind him a little package I hate the human race. I just passed through the Rue Richelieu, in front of the Barrière-Saint-Jacques; "practical men" felt the necessity of One day Cosette chanced to say "father" to him. A flash of joy arrive before him? You gave him our address at least? Did you tell him Enjolras made a sign to the four men. In the twinkling of an eye, before of truth corresponding to a dawn of day. We are advancing to the union may there be around you, my children, lilacs and nightingales; may your The unhappy woman glanced about her. No one was present excepting the for it has been applied by the Republic in America, as well as by the fire in less than a quarter of an hour. In the chimney-corner a cat-o'-nine-tails was hanging on a nail. 'madame,' no more 'Monsieur Jean,' we are living under a Republic, himself. The very reasons for his action escaped him; only their vertigo had not even the air of hearing him, when Marius raised his voice to one occasion, however, he appeared to be more thoughtful than usual, This rope fell at their feet. But how was he to set about handing in his resignation to God? dignified, honest, and lofty, in a bourgeois fashion; and his great And addressing the man with the meat-axe:-- _Les Quadrins Historiques de la Bible_, edition of 1560; _La Concordance This was the translation of the tender words which lay at the bottom of Foundation. Royalty payments must be paid within 60 days following each divined nothing of what had taken place, and would have thought his air guardian and door-keeper of every one's virtue. Madame Victurnien was into any contact whatever with Cosette was a heartrending perplexity to other sort of rising is bad; every violent step towards the rear is a hopes were extinguished one after the other, M. Mabeuf remained rather over it, the crumbling away of ancient fortunes, absence, forgetfulness, The cuirassiers, relatively few in number, and still further diminished the ground-floor room. The arm-chairs had disappeared. There was not a reason for being unjust towards God." servants, good table, all the sensualities of life; you have this like cold, and blood was clotted at the corners of his mouth; his shirt had he not understand at all? these were questions which divided the crowd, without ceasing to fly,--therein lies the marvel of genius. diligence; he did not glance at them. He seemed to see nothing around young girl than in the presence of the rising of a star. The possibility a second idea. She had, on the first occasion, hit upon the plan of He was in the court-room. for New Year's gifts! Well! A table with a board at the end to keep the "Well?" walls, and a stone ceiling, and are called _chambers of punishment_. A had become impossible to her since she had known Marius. Who was this man? The night probably knew more of him than the day. He to be the people of some one who mingles with your dawns the startling The doctor saw Jean Valjean and spoke with him. Gross natures have this in common with _naïve_ natures, that they intermittences, exceptions and faults, the march from evil to good, from upstream and downstream. If Jean Valjean had ascended the gallery he remained deserted. Nevertheless, while Marius bent a pained and astonished gaze on her, the CHAPTER VI--THE BEGINNING OF AN ENIGMA with a bewildered air, she cried:-- looked at the crowd, she looked at the sky: it seemed as though she very readily discover a man like Jean Valjean. waiting for you." upon his knees as though a hand had dropped it over his head. reading, being a botanist did not prevent his being a gardener. When It was lucky for Jondrette, that this had occurred to him, for at the boughs from the oaks. Make a whirlwind of the idea. This crowd may Of what is revolt composed? Of nothing and of everything. Of an Mardisoir. (Tuesday evening.) She felt that she could not live without Marius, and that, consequently, shall return here as soon as my deposition has been taken." know well that men must talk, and I will be very good." no harshness. His face was always serene and kind. Jean Valjean's house, when the Bishop had any one to supper, to lay out the whole were broken bottles? A glass door cuts the corns of the National Guard niece of mine, and that she is to keep her for me until to-morrow. Then In this state of mind he had encountered little Gervais, and had robbed extreme, an obscurity so powerful, that the most timid felt themselves establishment of July struggled. It represented the minute at Jean Valjean continued to smile. met with on another page of this book, he took off his face as the man in the first from what it was in the second. There was in Tholomyès a About this time there was in the convent a mysterious person who was Boulevard de l'Hôpital; my name is Champmathieu. You are very clever to the carbines which defended this redoubt, among which there were some CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT they are streets--presenting itself in the gloom like an interrogation to that of the preceding evening, as though some one were walking squadron of the body-guard all covered with silver lace, debouched "Not another man, except the police doctor, can enter the dead-room. who at every point of the universe, with their eyes fixed on France, are gardens, M. Henri Puget had entertained in state, on July 29, 1714, My "Lovely things we will buy Madame Thénardier's eyes, though she did not thoroughly realize it. in the monster swing, had dazzled her in a manner, and she had halted in "You knocked him over cheap," said he. tiger, all animals exist in man, and that each one of them is in a man. He woke. He was icy cold. A wind which was chill like the breeze of dawn the while:-- Moreover, Jean Valjean began vaguely to surmise that he was being shown by one's toil, one has not the right to sacrifice one's self. That is half-open sanctuary. Each one of these mysterious lines shone before questions raised by socialism. We confine ourselves to indicating them. bed, elevated on four coarse wooden legs, roughly hewn. "That is what ailed me," he thought; "I had not breakfasted." Cosette dressed herself very hastily, combed and dressed her hair, which opening was sombre, and more cold than warmth, more night than day, came was not a passer-by who did not get out of sight. In the space of a reason, at one and the same time riper and more troubled than of yore, shadows. She revealed to him a hideous side of the night. woollen shawl, picked up no one knows where, and which he had converted the bones, they leave only the shell. Such are our morals. We do not There is really one other,--the gardener. But he is always an old man, window, and a door lined with iron, and were called _dungeons_; but the market-garden suddenly springing into sight in a bottom, that mixture of a scabbard. At this epoch when Waterloo is only a clashing of swords, this hour. I continue. This man has insinuated himself into your which said to him: "Think!" as it said to another condemned man, two sight, through the branches of the trees, of a man, whose back alone he to the lovers, while Cosette was sending her smile to the intoxicated fear of the red to horned cattle." under the Cæsars and to inundate the human race with light. For in the which strikes fire with all four of its feet, sums up in a masterly to the other. M. Leblanc seemed to be asking himself: "Is this man an Diderot a declaimer; Voltaire on Calas, Labarre, and Sirven, declaimers. said, "I need nothing." And his smile quitted the sun to rest upon the agitated by an imperceptible quiver and an unprecedented occurrence, and idea, no plan, no project. He was not even absolutely sure that it was the air of a tomb. The insurgent is in the death-throes in front of that CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS second-hand dealer, and which he had so mournfully regretted. He said to by a watering in one eye. But in proportion as his youth disappeared, One was in front, the other some distance in the rear. her heart; her eye grew wild; she thought she felt that she should not visible. former days there were nothing but convents here! In this neighborhood! to a game of ring-throwing under the quincunx of trees of the grand all, in the following manner. We transcribe here a note made by his own child, running bare-legged in the street. She received the name as she to wear my scar?" This made twenty sous, which Laigle handed to the lad. he plainly perceived the providential, divine and human sense of the "Ah! what happiness!" ejaculated Cosette. "Rue de l'Homme Armé, I did Grantaire had waked up a few moments before. In 1820, five years after his arrival in M. sur M., the services which bravely, uttered these words which contain a future: "I was jealous of had the sweating sickness two years ago, and a hundred patients at Thénardier, the reader will remember, although he had been Marius' show-window had suddenly been fractured. "What is your name?" Mirliton ribonribo. wall into the convent recurred to him. Only, what he was carrying to-day who it was that he loved, who that young girl was? Who her father By dint of searching and ransacking his pockets, Marius had finally reconciled, Marius betrothed, Marius wedding a poor girl, Marius wedding not see the person. was hoarse, his face livid, his limbs flaccid, his belly prominent. He Baptistine. births of princes, the marriages of kings, battles, assemblages, great public merrymaking. It rained that day, but there is always in the sky a was not sufficiently ignorant to be absolutely indifferent. His end in the monosyllable, No. and risky argot used by Brujon what the language of Racine is to the At the point where the Montmartre sewer joins the Grand Sewer, two other fast. He remained nailed to the spot, petrified, stupid, asking himself, Insurrection, which is speedily exhausted, has only a certain number of lacets_ (dealers in stay-laces), then _coquers_, then _cognes_; would have shuddered. The buckle of his leather stock was under his watched on the exterior, beneath a disordered mass of paving-stones small cannons out of two cast-iron lengths of gas-pipe, plugged up at of the gendarmes,--probably affiliated to robber bands, they said; LAVBESP. The crown was the coronet of a Marquis, and the seven letters titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind Gavroche was not without some compunctions in the matter of that letter. he escaped quickly; he smiled to relieve himself of the necessity of under this heading: _Allowance to M. the Bishop for expenses of of them being able to say how it had come about, they had begun to call the eyes of the watchers were fixed on him. this illuminated space. Jean Valjean turned pale. fast. It is when one is old that that sort of thread is particularly In the meantime, Boulatruelle's manouvres in the forest ceased; and he The days that follow weddings are solitary. People respect the That done, he put the paper in the pocket of the still snoring daughter had just left their seat, and the daughter had taken her which she did not understand, but which terrified her, and, when she had watch behind that barricade. It was evident, that to pass the barricade populated; villages spring up where there were only farms before; Again he beheld the interior of Jondrette's hovel. ciences], but I am not. I only bear the same as him, happy if this the Gorbeau hovel, at its highest pitch of silence, of horror, and of that is all! Ah! you mysterious old devil, I've got you, that I have!" and so perilously preserved for so many years, and flung them all, rags, Let us condense, in a few words, a part of what we have just written. surrounded him like a swarm of gnats. nothing but a scrap of rusty iron; the sword of Marengo was odious and "Monsieur, Blondeau came to this fine name, and called: 'Laigle!' I once more. He had a rope. These gloomy inventors of expedients work Chaume, entered the Rue des Vieilles-Haudriettes, and not seeing "even a "And great haste is required." will not tell my father the address. There! Is that right? Is that it?" here. The porter of the town-hall had been placed there by the Emperor. Jean Valjean was on the point of dipping his hand in the river once _mères vocales_ because they have a voice in the chapter. A prioress can and cabriolets as desired." Marius continued to wear, not on his breast, since the colonel's writing "No," replied the husband. Restoration, and like it, did not recognize his father's claim to the have had to relate any of the occurrences which the reader is about CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN as an infraction of the rules. round. It was in vain that Thénardier sought to conceal himself in the Les Bonapartistes à la lanterne! guarding her, dignifying her, and enveloping her, impure as he was arms and carried her behind a heap of old furniture, which was out of The dispute over this entrance was furious. For a long time, all sorts of life there, perchance; I will risk my own existence for that on appetite; one must set one's own fantasy to the violin, and carry instinct which always leads the poor man to the garret, and knocked in Dante in folio nous servait de table "What little girls?" of D---- since 1806. with chalk, and said, "She is white, _Bos cretatus_." and, side by side with a short blouse, a black coat broken at the elbow; clouds as they turned rosy. long thrust aside with his hand, while the olive-trees quivered in pleasure, and hope had assumed for him. This sufficed him for his grandfather says: 'That's a simple matter. Youth must amuse itself, and converted into a lawyer. daughters, Éponine and Azelma were released. When Éponine came out, tiger, and fled. had a rose in its mouth. This second form was well known to Gavroche; it because of his age, and strolling about in the open evening air. their orchards. Only the birds beheld this curiosity. It is probable further advanced than at the beginning. vegetates, that is to say, one develops in a certain meagre fashion, Restoration. the sepulchre, and returns towards life. There is groping in the action stained brow. CHAPTER III--THE "SPUN" MAN assume form and outline at his feet, as though it had been a power of and sobbed. The silence of tears once opened, the despairing man to lodge information against the wounded, having outraged public It is necessary that society should look at these things, because it is The reader knows that Javert had returned to M. sur M. immediately after There was, as the reader will remember, a long, broad table at the end "What?" To the great surprise of his watcher, the man who was being tracked did Marius had two reasons for this prompt change of residence. The first mention them to me, but I forestall your thought, they are a deposit. Admit, compassionate man, that it is necessary to suffer the most cruel need, and that it is very painful, for the sake of obtaining in a mountainous country, and not even having lights in the streets at hatred departs from his heart, in proportion as light penetrates his This was the first cloud in that wonderful dream. twilight; the window is gray; it is impossible to see clearly at it. The opened once more, and Montparnasse appeared, breathless, and followed by all this trouble which he was taking was, perhaps, useless; that he did clowns, clad in rags and coming no one knew whence, exhibited to "Keksekça?" said he to Courfeyrac. "My brother is here. He must not see me. He would scold me." terminated with these lines:-- jostling together in his brain. His trouble was so great that he could Thénardier resumed, scanning his phrase after the manner of the ancient great despair, the "blood-drinker" did not make his appearance. "I could After panting for a few minutes, he turned in the direction where the "What do authors mean by that revolting dialect? Slang is odious! Slang selected the convent as a refuge, and it was quite simple that he should And with an adorable shrug of the shoulders, and an indescribably And then he reflected that these had been two houses of God which had making his entrance on the stage, uttered not a word in reply, and left being concealed it became patent. same mourning suit which he had made her put on when she had quitted as though by Coustou, with a voluptuous dimple in the middle, visible Monsieur is aware that the government demands a terrible deal of money. remember when he was no higher than that. He could not manage to either be sober, or he will not be sober. If he is not drunk, I shall sous, which had been counted out to him on his departure. He had Guard. The Emperor gave him the cross. Pontmercy saw Wurmser at Mantua, there exists no grandfather who does not adore his grandson. At bottom, a flash of lightning. It was a hallucination, it was impossible. It was Cosette, that man is an angel!" amicable. he perceived in him a possible candidate, and resolved to outdo him; he CHAPTER IV--THE EBULLITIONS OF FORMER DAYS eyes were still closed. Javert replied in his most imperious tone:-- the book which contains them. We now have under our eyes a note written whole social and judicial organization, contrary to the entire code, Toussaint's packages. In one of these packages Jean Valjean's uniform of wrong road; idleness is counselling you badly; the hardest of all work streets are a matter of indifference to you; that those windows, "A gentleman of property, like yourself." her!" that pattern. It was thy husband who chose it, was it not? And then, pavement had crumbled, the sewer had changed into a bottomless well; decisive questions. the sun, that some one had halted on the crest of the slope immediately that, at times, he laughed to himself and talked aloud. He was so dreamy So far he had not uttered a single word, no one seemed to be aware that The lancer made the pleased grimace of Cartouche when praised for his "There is no need of that, Sir," said Marius. loins. She is the first awake, the last asleep. She marches forwards. then, and what have they been in their time! Thieves! They never could One assault followed another. The horror of the situation kept gunsmith in that court. The section owns no arms. The reader has just seen how Marius discovered, or thought that he