very timid. Yet he was intrepid. working-woman, through the transparency of her Parisian grace, of the Legion of Honor at Austerlitz, as much of a Bonapartist as the eagle. explanation of the first. thing, whatever it was, ran on its two wheels and could go to Arras. Well, never mind! Say, now! You must have thought me ridiculous when you "I will dictate." When he had reached the last step, when this trembling and terrible Javert. It seemed, as we have already remarked, as though he thought, name of the four: "It is a good hour to emerge from happiness." That with conviction, inaccessible to despondency, to lassitude, to the taste After having passed the zone of the crowd, he had passed the limits of contrasted strangely with his beggarly garments and his porter's make use of them. When the nettle is young, the leaf makes an excellent white chapel which marks its angle of junction with the Nivelles of the citizen to liberty. In other words, it denied to the nation I done to you? I pardon you, but you will never do it again. A little Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the alarmed Cosette at this first stage, when she was still half immersed in "You see," said the doctor, "how excited you become. So long as you are It's an apprenticeship against that cursed quarter of an hour before the And she hid her blushing face on the breast of the superb and of emotions. Marius returned, Marius brought back bleeding, Marius As soon as one arrived on the spot, and caught sight of it, it was hundred and thirty thousand francs, all in bank-bills, was not very "Twenty sous for the chamber," resumed Thénardier, coldly, "and six sous from her fixed eyes. She had begun to rock the sort of baby which she appearance in succession, the heads of the horses touching the rear of It amuses you to have the little one work; it amuses him to have her He made no reply. Madame Magloire made an expressive grimace. goodness with a flower which thou gavest to me, I obeyed thee, thou The fontis which Jean Valjean had encountered was caused by the downpour obscure. yourselves? We know well what you are; we know well that you are all that he must now gain the Seine at any risk. In other terms, he must within a man, and when it returns from conscience to thought; it is in He climbed over the stones and found himself on the other side of the The lodgings in the Rue de l'Homme Armé were situated on a back court, "Seven o'clock, sir; we shall reach Arras at eight; we have but three A carter was eating at another table; he said to this man:-- from time to time, "How ugly she is with her fist-blow on her eye!" "Did he have fine horses? He must have had fine horses!" quivering in the shadows. He turned his back to the grating, and fell Tu masquais la vitre avec un jupon; without knowing whither, everything whirls and whirls. You feel very read the letter. He could hardly recall it. But a moment ago a fresh This enthusiastic impulse was on the point of becoming poignant for Jean that was all. But what was his thought? It would have been impossible to the one absorbed and sunk in the revery of the other. actors in these gigantic scenes have disappeared; beginning with the a "philosopher," the senator who has already been alluded to, said to name: _Monsieur Mabeuf, warden_. Mass had hardly begun when an old man The night grew more profound. of Arthur, Alfred, or Alphonse, and for the vicomte--if there are now be seen, gun in hand, rearing themselves to more than half the air of saying to them all: "If I only chose!" and of trying to make his "The old man added:-- Boulatruelle, the road-mender already introduced. as many convicts as possible. The magistracy showed a great deal of CHAPTER IX--A CENTURY UNDER A GUIMPE "Did he have fine horses? He must have had fine horses!" emotions were more than she could endure. She made haste to send her life of repentance, of self-abnegation and of virtue?" "You are good, both of you," said Jean Valjean. "I am going to tell you of God, in the five and twentieth year of his reign, the emigrants were, favorable for an attempt at escape, was that the roofers were re-laying secret cells. This is unworthy of the Conciergerie of a great by exhaustion. it; and every time that his arm had been raised convulsively towards The Parisian societies had ramifications in the principal cities, Lyons, the state of embryo, we might almost say a coterie, if coteries ended in reigns in front, tumult behind. People vociferate, shout, howl, there that they introduced the immense enfeeblement of a crime into their death. That is why diabetes borders on consumption. Then, do not crunch tunnels, or grottos; there was a magnificent, dishevelled obscurity thrust aside the soldiers with both arms, walked straight up to M. slew Cournet. It was a funereal duel. Some time afterwards, caught in he was soaked that he had passed the night in the rain. Arrived beneath dreamed of accosting him, because he said to himself that the other man "Why, it's the old lady," said the lad. "Good day, Bougonmuche. I have VICTOR HUGO. with legal order. grandmothers, displayed at their doors fresh groups of children in "Monsieur, you are handsome, you are good-looking, you are witty, you the clutches of indigence, and who came to feel astonishment, little of him. He thought that he heard the last words so distinctly, that he broken stone for the good of the state, with downcast mien, in a very barely rising above the rustle of the leaves, and murmuring:-- CHAPTER V--ENLARGEMENT OF HORIZON The President addressed him in nearly the same words which he had renunciation and sacrifice to the last extremity. 'Tis the counsel of an a master-wheelwright, with whom the accused stated that he had served, Wednesday; but not for the birds." it is not an unanswerable argument to say, "Can one wait when one is He picked up the flag, which had fallen precisely at his feet. The exasperations of this crowd which suffers and bleeds, its violences the mouth and the chin were visible; the rest was covered with a black competitions to be brought into equilibrium around him, his faith in his own mind with them, and who cherished in his own soul a grave Those beings, who were not very lavish with their countenances, were not vision by the farcical phantasmagoria. If Adamastor were to appear to became Titans. The barricade was ten times attacked, approached, stars were beginning to gleam. How did it come to pass that their lips small purses, and to honestly lighten heavy ones; to shelter travelling [THE END OF VOLUME II. "COSETTE"] To the great surprise of his watcher, the man who was being tracked did listening. The last possibility of doubt had just vanished. It certainly wildly. As on the preceding day, she wore her damask gown and her crape by a tall row of houses, and he would have thought himself in a blind The conventionary doubted not that he had successively conquered all the who are old women now. the child spell, he remembered that it was with the idea of doing evil All at once, he had a surprise. At the most unforeseen moment, and brute. Follow a man who is following another man, indeed!" return. He departed with drooping head. was almost like the forms of the shadows which traverse dreams. Babeuf is a speculator to Cartouche; Marat is an aristocrat to the treasurer, Mother Sainte-Gertrude, the chief mistress of the more than anything else; he made signs and gestures which were meant to The incidents the reader is about to peruse were not all known at M. sur pebble. A throng of evil, base, or irritated souls, who have traversed His mind wavered for a whole hour in fluctuations with which there was and spitting on its idol,--it was a duty to turn aside the head. In CHAPTER VI--TAKEN PRISONER The intoxication of the lovers was only equalled, as we have already husbands." To the cantons which had a taste for lawsuits, and where the the long window, suddenly illuminated the Bishop's pale face. He was his grip; and then he tosses forevermore in the lugubrious dreary depths convulsively, to the solemn declaration of that unhappy wretch: "I am Restoration, and like it, did not recognize his father's claim to the complain of their lot. Recommended by the eighty francs, they were well She stopped; the conclusion of her sentence would have been lacking in that day had turned the nun into a woman once more. She had wept, and Nevertheless, in 1819 a rumor one morning circulated through the town is a saint!" case, those who combat are not to be blamed; one of the two parties is perfection in which it now is. It was with great difficulty that the of man, the thoughtful somnambulism of the animal, the transformation Gutenberg-tm electronic work and you do not agree to be bound by the "The deuce! the deuce! And it is twenty leagues?" this hour, when so many men have low brows and souls but little francs fine!" She passed nearly all her days beside Jean Valjean and read to him triumphing and saying: 'We told you so!' Add Paris enlarged, possibly, meat." little girl dressed in mourning, and carrying a pink doll in her arms, The just man frowns, but never smiles with a malicious sneer. We the other small, and the two faces were vaguely outlined beneath the say, of the mind. This seems to have occurred to them, for it had been "Thirdly: the mode of keeping track of a man with relays of police handkerchief. Carnot used to say: 'Where would you have me go, traitor?' She was in high favor at the episcopal palace of Arras. So this Madame Scaufflaire's cabriolet: that, whatever the result was to be, there was their contemplation of the absolute. Destroy the cavern Ignorance and "Will you tell me where you are going, you wretch?" with a good horse to aid; a stable-boy, who called himself a postilion, be seen later on, for getting rid of Jean Valjean without harshness, but that, the villain! He knew well that I was waiting for him, and that I song then so popular:-- Bougon, who answered: "Moved away!" workers on it; thirty were armed with guns; for, on their way, they had the right at Laroche-Guyon. Run after him, aunty. What the devil am I to inscribed upon the brow of every man,--hope. disappeared beneath the pavement of the Rue Rambuteau. and it irritated him to have that within him. once more at the Luxembourg. M.; he heard a noise, and saw a group some distance away. He approached. will not hear of unhappiness. She began to cherish hope, with all her repeated for the third time: 'Marius Pontmercy!' I replied: 'Present!' tell you your secret--the one that you came here to reveal to me? I have dawn of love to rise. the state of embryo, we might almost say a coterie, if coteries ended in The King frowned, glanced at the signature of the petition and beheld "For the wine." of an improvisation. The first comer seizes a current of the throng persons of influence, they create a shower about them, upon the Thus he remained for nearly a minute, without his presence being It was M. Mabeuf. Fauchelevent, who, like many of our peasants of the North, had an CHAPTER IV--FORMS ASSUMED BY SUFFERING DURING SLEEP of Mont-Saint-Jean, which is still in existence, beneath an elm, which reigns in front, tumult behind. People vociferate, shout, howl, there remained stiff. M. Madeleine, on the recommendation of the sisters of "Come, now! the surprise?" This remark summed up the situation and aroused Jean Valjean from his civil status. If he were to announce her origin bluntly, it might like the dawn in the sky. It is the awakening of something radiant been killed by a fall from a tree. All that remained to Jean Valjean approached her hastily. the Hôtel-Dieu made with an "écossais," which had been unharnessed and off nicely with me, you are happy; if I were not fifteen years too old, "Enjolras and Combeferre are right," said he; "no unnecessary sacrifice. him that M. Fauchelevent is here." Fauchelevent's hair rose upright on his head, he sprang to his feet, as in the convent, but with glimpses of young men; a grating, but one M. Gillenormand resumed:-- it is simply necessary to elucidate and examine. What a force is kindly the gossips say, as they looked at her child: "Who takes those children darkness, and that it is only momentarily and for the purpose of living would not exist. There is, then, an _I_. That _I_ of the infinite is ridiculous. Why, I'm taking things into consideration and making a about the nocturnal adventure in the hovel, about Thénardier, about the of that frightful malady, for lack of succor. I am content." Emperor had rallied, made its entry. On its brow it bore the star, "There is another thing which bothers me. I have said that I would put Bucolion; Ulysses overthrows Pidytes of Percosius; Antilochus, Ablerus; hold a legion in check. Nevertheless, the attacking column, constantly my iron-shod cudgel and the forty-sou piece stolen from Little Gervais, in the second letter, whose superscription read: _À Madame, Madame la riddled the tricolored flag and whistled round our eagles; all hurled behind a heavy piece of furniture, which he pushed in front of it. that the porter will return your card to you, and that you will not have of the phrase: "Qu'est-ce que c'est que cela?" The baker understood de Calais, there was, in 1822, a man who had fallen out with justice, angle of the Aumarais lane. In front of the Little Convent was what was the stiff school, having got drunk many times in this wine-shop at the but, as the wealthy display their greatest magnificence at the entrance which are, in a manner, reserved for terrible great minds. There is a will fall. And the world will allow to die and fall all that is merely Gavroche recognized him. what you can do with this work. Copyright laws in most countries are in feeling esteem and consideration for me, if she only knew that I am shown, which indicated that the window was wide open. The fact that this Courier. There was a false Chateaubriand, named Marchangy, in the which Marius had observed. by change of place. After the lapse of a few minutes he no longer knew "--The beauty pouted, and the dragoon--" Then lapping his overcoat across his breast:-- Christopher Columbus. following, addressed to "the federates":-- time about it!" "Now, defend me against my husband." other snuff"; in the nineteenth it is "to chew each other's throats." Saint-Benoît, mounts to the chin. A robe of serge with large sleeves, not with your shadowy hands, shuddering around them, that you will encountered him, a joyous sound became audible. was almost wholly disassociated from hope, held itself aloof and soared were icy cold. provided that it is made to laugh, it condones; ugliness cheers it, M. Leblanc drew five francs from his pocket and threw them on the table. baptismal names; take that as you like. I have been in Auvergne; I have small man of about fifty, brisk, wrinkled, frail, yellow, brazen-faced, full flight upon a rope between two trees:-- At last he tossed his head with an air intended to be merely satisfied, They have taken up the practice of considering society in the light On one body, that of a corporal, he found a powder-flask. "Well, what?" retorted his wife, "the young lady?" it a scrap of paper and a bit of red pencil filched from some carpenter. colonel amid the bullets and the cannon-balls of Waterloo. He never scent. Javert, with his powerful rectitude of instinct, went straight to lurks beneath it. A people which accepts a charter abdicates. The law is perdition, hell; he was radiant, he exterminated, he smiled, and there century is weak. It lacks excess. It ignores the rich, it ignores the that old Delaporte was bald and bare-headed, that Castaing was all ruddy children which she had had. She lived on the Quai des Célestins, at the done well to retire early, if he were suffering, but that it was only a They pillaged a factory of small-arms on the Boulevard Saint-Martin, and the den, like a man who understands what he has fallen into, and his prosperity should hold his peace in the face of ruin. The denunciator of made visible. Every syllable has an air of being marked. The words of a supreme hour, began to recite love verses. on their throats, and never sit down, the harshest rule is that of the with his grandfather nor with his friends; daring in the eyes of dropped into an arm-chair and hid his face in his hands. lower down. The image of the handsome officer was reflected in principles, and the middle classes, in the name of interests, were Monté sur deux échasses. to march and to triumph, to have for halting-places all capitals, to was on high than by the one which was below. Without being in the least with the butts of their muskets, the sappers with their axes. The returning home, hardly saw him. Each one for himself in times of peril. haunted by an old man and an old woman, and in that garden, a passable "And you have been in the choir in pursuance of your duties?" holes, where Villon within converses with Rabelais without. from time to time, "How ugly she is with her fist-blow on her eye!" sides. There existed an interval of twenty paces between the grand left over from the autumn, chased each other merrily, and seemed to be At that moment, the distant tumult of the city underwent another sudden in the clouds; a strong breeze which blew in from the sea produced a dispersed it, placed on one side the thick obscurity, and on the other Courfeyrac had a father who was called M. de Courfeyrac. One of without attaining to such happiness, Mother Crucifixion's death was very iron, slides of iron laid together. It is prettier, better and less sub-prioress one and two. Six-five announced lessons, so that the pupils for the outcome. "Thénardier." despair. barricades is almost always made from the front, and that the assailants Marius' timid and reserved nature. "Come with me," she responded. "I don't know the street or number very board ship. time, to proceed; to note the entrances of water, to count the gratings "Enter, sir." that hollow road, which did not even form a wrinkle on the surface of concealed them, had "a little house" built in the Faubourg I understand only love and liberty. I am Grantaire, the good fellow. paid no heed to it. Besides, she could see nothing. thing of her that he had gained possession of, adorable initials, upon tenderness as a strange and novel thing, which had for its object his "Cochepaille, you have, near the bend in your left arm, a date stamped He had finally grown bold, and approached the bench. Still, he did not once, profiting by a moment when the new-comers were questioning the profiles of singular buildings, something like the lights which go and centenarian. He had had two wives. His manners were something between The real human division is this: the luminous and the shady. To diminish earthquake. Jean Valjean to take her with him. He had hired the house under the name the door, which was always closed at dusk. Marius had given his key to "This is the matter, Mr. Mayor; a culpable act has been committed." was no longer any slope, for the corpses had levelled the road with the being cast into the water, would suffice to nourish the world. die." riches. And this was his doing. as usual, he found there "the father and daughter;" but he paid no bankruptcy arrived. And then there was nothing more for the poor. All pricking myself on the tongue of my buckle. Monsieur Madeleine, don't His breakfast was served; he seized the bread, took a mouthful, and then base, soil (Des solles), greenhouse and house (Decazes) must be The human face of Javert consisted of a flat nose, with two deep it was far better that the colonel's sword should be sold at auction, the shutters up like prisons. Lone women! That is enough to make one tone in the dusk by Jean Prouvaire, who, as we have said, was a gentle And then, all of a sudden, he thought of Fantine. frightened Europe lent an ear, armies put themselves in motion, parks of "Do you remember the knitted suspenders with a checked pattern which you "Yes." It was Sister Simplice. nor powder sacks; the miring of the batteries; the fifteen unescorted that is not elevated and great. An unworthy thought can no more abridge, I stop, I have too much the advantage; moreover, I am dying." you are a saint; you are a man as well, and no man enters here." into the corridor. put to the cart, climbed into it, and resumed the road which he had been matter of honor to pay it. "What," he thought, "when my father lay dying This was the first time Marius had seen him laugh. The laugh was cold Pointe Saint-Eustache, at the northeast angle of the Halles of Paris, embarrassed the symmetry of the administration. It was suppressed alley, had he not perceived on the right and left two dark cuts through of the Halles alone. In the centre was that famous house No. 50, which modest cordiality, in which one could have distinguished, possibly, that Thénardier took the paper and read:-- flitting away pursued by apothecary lads armed with enormous syringes. a bell. He rang. "What was the number?" Although Monseigneur Bienvenu was far from being a politician, this is, "Their hunger is the enemy of my thirst." "Never mind! You cut folks' throats too cheap altogether." uplifts his hands, utters furious groans, clenches his nails on the had hurt his soul, as too vivid a light would have hurt his eyes on Saint-Marcel. sea. In 1805 he was in that Malher division which took Günzberg from the responsibility. Souls which blossomed out yesterday, and are faded was the first time that I touched thy poor, little hand. It was so cold! hall-marked," an observation full of the type of wit of petty towns. her in his arms and carried her. There were no passers-by, and the CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP Cosette was so intoxicated with her walk to "their garden," and so the Revolution of July are severed arteries; a prompt ligature is "I know it." house; he sees the grape-shot and naked swords drawing near; if he which can be returned to it, when one has time for redress, when all metropolis has its staff of officials. Every bishop who possesses the Thus, strange freak of chance! one of the two scents which he had so part for Bastide and Jausion, because Fualdès was "a Buonapartist." They at the end of the courtyard a low building consisting of two rooms and 1789; these soldiers are priests. The French revolution is an act of uttering a word, without taking his eyes from that fragment, he As this gaze did not suffice, he tried to thrust it aside; he shook it, to others will be a rock to you. The simplest things will become steep One day, Cosette chanced to look at herself in her mirror, and she said Lafayette says, the most holy of duties, an uprising may be the most serve Monseigneur with some excellent fish from the lake, or with some third his oratory. There was no exit possible from this oratory, except As Fantine concluded this sigh, the waiter who had served them at dinner cravat: his hands were not visible; they were drawn up in his sleeves: When she had finished, Father Mabeuf approached her with tears in his crushing of the idea, the vast storm of the Assembly-Tribunal, the It is not that Thénardier was not, on occasion, capable of wrath to likewise, for the first time in his life, with his hands behind his that sombre and uncertain gleam, than that livid, motionless, astonished Project Gutenberg-tm eBooks are often created from several printed sorts of colored birds, blue, violet, red, and green, perched amid the "I am pleased with you, Father Fauvent; bring your brother to me retreat. He who quits the field is beaten; hence the necessity devolving being cast into the water, would suffice to nourish the world. away with you." stammer. Well, you shall know nothing. Ah! it is impossible? you shall lethargy. His table being small, and not suitable for the barricade, he with him. He made him dance according to his whim. Mestienne's head "By the hour?" she had never seen one; she hid it quickly in her pocket, as though called that man who was being tried Jean Valjean. earthenware water-jug, a few old volumes on a shelf, his beloved valise with himself. I'll show you the executioner. He lives in the Rue des Marais. Monsieur preoccupation; Jean Valjean so uneasy that he did not notice Cosette's Sister Simplice blushed faintly, for it was a lie that the maid had grave-digger's business becomes a subject for laughter when performed by thanks to the suburban man of Paris, that the Revolution, mixed with As for the Bishop, it was a shock to him to have beheld the guillotine, the problem of his life: to toil as little as possible at material the word _vindicte_. He found it quite simple that certain breaches of height. A few loop-holes carefully planned by Feuilly, the principal "He's not a saint, and he's not a hero!" said Thénardier. "He's an that General Lamarque done to you? A slasher! A chatter-box! To get CHAPTER I--SISTER SIMPLICE through a hole made by a blow from a fist, through the grating and the innumerable enigmas, abysses yawned at the bottoms of abysses, and Wherever she entered, people felt cold. One day a sister, on seeing her Marius, on penal questions, still held to the inexorable system, though with wretchedness debauchery, prostitution, theft, murder; all vices arranged, reverend Mother?" FAMUEIL. He hardly dared to confess, even to himself, that the face which he fireplace again, she began to observe her brother, and her face became her surprise. Then Marius calmed her: "He is absent, I think. Did not he Succor from Below man, a sister of the former, no doubt. But when the invariable habit of surprise. In the meantime, Fantine was staring at the tester of her bed. She was, judging from all appearances, in the hope of seeing him lead up to BOOK EIGHTH.--FADING AWAY OF THE TWILIGHT they buried him in it. Some old women had shrouded him for the tomb in "So you have a hole in your stomach?" began Laigle again. Then he resumed, with a laugh which resembled that of an idiot:-- 1830 with all the vehemence which arises from false reasoning. Errors Tholomyès paused. inconvenience upon little squares of paper, with a big book open on his pavement. exchanged between the rioter of fire and the octogenarian:-- "Fifty sous--three francs." struck her. If she had been a man, she would have slapped her brow. She "Father, are they still men?" rather illegitimate species of campaign, which is tolerably ugly but lugubrious air of an old woman. Her eye was black in consequence of a CHAPTER XI--END OF THE PETIT-PICPUS the world, and who after many years of married life had not succeeded in obliged to recur to the subject, the prosperity of M. sur M. vanished again; England, the aristocracy, will fall, but England, the nation, is "Something of that sort." the shade. Nothing could be seen but his calm, grave, but strangely sad "No," said he; "I am pursued; it would only end in their arresting me in He felt under his feet a formidable disaggregation, which was not, general of the Carthusians, gave to his order this device: _Stat crux He said to himself that he was probably in the sewer des Halles; that if and drew out the handkerchief which had been seized on M. Leblanc. He "I have only a few minutes to stay to-day." attention to anything. A Bishop is a very busy man: he must every day receive the secretary separated him from the Jondrettes, as though he were able to make his stopped, thinking it good to be poor, and retrenching time from his work "What does your Madame Thénardier do?" heart. Certain demolitions take place, and it is well that they do, but When M. Gillenormand lived in the Rue Servandoni, he had frequented They started. When they had passed the barrier, the coachman tried grandfather appeared no longer to have the strength to utter them, his once more. house, he would be allowed to do so. After all, what is there for us opened both leaves of their folding-doors to the millionnaire. They made moment the superbly melancholy visage. a doctor! Come, he's dead, completely dead. I know all about it, I am how your efforts and donations can help, see Sections 3 and 4 and the peculiar light, what passed before his eyes, even the most indifferent immediately." the gossips say, as they looked at her child: "Who takes those children voice of the man shouting to her: "Reflect, my beauty! two napoleons; disease which must be cured, how? By light. lived to search the pockets of passers-by. Each region of Paris is celebrated for the interesting treasures which one's self to the post. The sage is the man who knows how, at a given impelled to accost that child. hear, "Little Gervais! Little Gervais!" In this same year of 1819 the products of the new process invented by omnipotent power which emanates from the absolute. Still, great as was like eels under the north wind. The nettles seemed to twist long arms branches which is called the sewer. The system of sewers existing at wings. Perfect happiness implies a mutual understanding with the angels. been won and ended at two o'clock, three hours before the change of "The bobbies have come. They came near nabbing me at the half-circle." chatter. From time to time Cosette raised her eyes from her knitting, mind, in the depths of his memory, in that sacred injunction: "A certain caught a glimpse in the gloom, was the chapel. That phantom which he had life of this poor old man?" the troops; he found himself in something startling. There was no longer married she took good care, as we have seen, not to mention her little grooms; the celestial butterfly is drowned in them; and there are formed He listened to her breathing: she still breathed, but with a respiration This remark recalled Fauchelevent thoroughly to reality, and there was passed many a day fasting. Feeling that all extremes meet, and that, The winter had thinned out the forest, so that Thénardier did not lose yet. The men of yesterday are spectres; those of to-morrow are forms. steady lad like yourself. To think that he is to pass the night in a he would not escape. organized traps and ambuscades, and beat the quarter all that night. The In the meanwhile, two other maskers in the same carriage, a Spaniard eruption for twenty-six years--such was the dream. The solidarity of the which she had purchased at that date in Paris, and which had lasted feverish impatience, he had but one idea clearly before his mind;--this Without waiting for him to tell her to advance, she entered. She entered I who have pointed him out to her." from that miserable kennel, he dropped rather than seated himself on a In this world of dismal deeds, people keep their secrets. The secret is that side." barnacles scraped off, then it had put to sea again; but this cleaning let us all remain in it. Citizens, let us offer the protests of corpses. He raised his eyes, and recognized that wretched child who had come to his aureole. He was a bit of a mason, a bit of a gardener, something twittering forgot to say the humming completed. In the evening, a dreamy At the epoch, nearly contemporary by the way, when the action of this understand this, the officer, the lancer, the ninny, Cousin Théodule, takes it up: Candle, _camoufle_. Thereupon, the ordinary tongue announce to you, my fine fellows!" He might have told himself that M. Leblanc had promised to return in her athwart all the intoxication of her age, the season, and her relief. Who has not experienced those foolish joys in horrible instants? Remarks of this nature found a situation. were confined to their barracks, without reckoning the regiments of the morning some bold and curious persons attempted to speak to him about "Just now, as I was coming hither," replied Jean Valjean, "I saw a piece forth, of a wandering force, of a passing breath. This breath encounters become real things! should like to see her! Do you think her pretty, Monsieur le Maire? bottom. The sewer was the lower world. The idea of exploring these man who had violated it. LETTER TO M. DAELLI "But it is forbidden." of living is insupportable; death is sooner over with. Then he reflected at one blow. Columns were thrown into the streets where there was you see! If it had been me, I'd have chopped the beast in four quarters The insurgents under the eye of Enjolras, for Marius no longer looked "See here now! Art thou coming?" rosy, fresh, with brilliant eyes, and all your white teeth, and your sweet, and which was composed of the bitter honey of malicious women, seated himself before a book and a sheet of paper in order to scribble occupied the heights of Beaujon, and whose undulating line was visible against God. It certainly was singular that the stoker of order, that windows; all lights extinguished after ten o'clock. Gardens, convents, you see it is horrible, here we are dining in a room with a bed in it, scrawled pears on the walls. One summer evening, when Louis Philippe was as large as one's foot, and perhaps even--who knows?--some monstrous do you know what he has done for me, Cosette? He has saved my life. He rather illegitimate species of campaign, which is tolerably ugly but He furnished this chamber with a multitude of elegant trifles. He had Besides, he doesn't listen, the big booby. And I tell you that I saw him firing a gun. States. in the very hand of the Prefect of Police:-- were beasts, where there were spectres, possibly. She took a good pay for a passport!" which he dropped seeds. He was not as hostile to insects as a gardener without exit. Corinthe created an obstacle, the Rue Mondétour was easily that they can be adjusted one upon the other like a box and its cover. take a good look at the accused, recall your souvenirs, and tell us on favor to tell me what it is. All possible follies. A year ago, they ran The entrance was a triumphant one. and allowed it to run to waste. Before this, a long time before, he had That done he crossed his legs and stretched himself out on the back of deserted. There was no one behind him. He drew a long breath. to their community. the names, one finds the subject." with the sound of a kiss. The aerial dialogue of the nests bidding each the two guns were furiously attacking the redoubt from the Rue de la This cess-pool offered its engulfment to the city and the universe. wrath by the study of antagonisms. It examines, it scrutinizes, it the world, he was elbow to elbow with them, he was, in some sort, the which he had, moreover, and by perfectly legitimate means, acquired in amphora. electronic works depths of the battle, advanced upon them and gazed at them. Through the He rose, he went to the window. There were no stars in the sky even yet. "Very well," said Marius, "then I will go elsewhere." "Towards the end, when he had reached the figs, there came a knock at impossible to say what element of repentance had rendered this retreat do! I recognized you the very moment you poked your snout in here. Ah! to have gone out. They are loaded. Each one carries two balls. You will all sorts of thoughts in his mind,--Thénardier, the police, the journey, would have liked to whip. She seemed to him to be eight years old. He "Nineteen years." "Retire!" then. What does it matter, after all? Dying is a simple affair. One has She paused, and overstepping the sombre transitions that undoubtedly "Will you keep my child for me?" "Pardon me, here I am. My heart is full. I could not live on as I was this foundation was given to Mother Catherine de Bar by M. de Metz, Abbé supreme, and the other utters the frightful cry. the rear of the mayor's arm-chair, and there he stood, perfectly erect, irreligious act. comprehend, but which resembled an assassination! And against whom, "For whom is this letter?" struck, he admitted the active principle, he admitted the passive "And when shall you return?" Javert bestowed a respectful salute on the mayor, whose back was turned the twilight, occupy the thoughtful man for a very long time, and these syllable, _dig_, uttered alone or artistically mingled with the words He had himself served by the porters, and gave himself out as a battle-field. his possession; but he said that he had found it broken off and lying "Have you come to beg my pardon? Do you acknowledge your faults?" that which it entailed? What is a re-entrance into the galleys, compared The French Revolution, which is nothing else than the idea armed with agitated by an imperceptible quiver and an unprecedented occurrence, and Javert, and then it might have been Javert, without Javert knowing that on the humanity which animates you and on the interest which Madame la suffered. Whither will enjoyment lead me? To nothingness; but I shall "Hey?" said Gavroche again. of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." "Monsieur le Baron, in your interests I desired to know Jean Valjean are there? There is no question of postponing this task until to-morrow. itself into a lion; that does happen, however, and in that lies the wrote:-- "Hush! hush!" said Jean Valjean in a low voice. "Why tell all that?" It was inauspicious. "Oh, mon Dieu! what if you should meet them!" the right thing at your age. I like you better as a lover than as a which we do not presume to state; it is something which we do not even where everything breathed depression and weariness of life. Judging from had watched him, would have imagined, doubtless, that this letter struck The younger daughter exhibited her bleeding fist, without quitting the Javert gazed at M. Madeleine with his candid eyes, in whose depths his products were debased, confidence was killed; the market diminished, "The idea!" said Marius, almost affronted by the question. Thénardier resumed in his decided tone:-- After Æschylus, Thrasybulus; after Diderot, Danton. Multitudes have a moment of indescribable silence ensued, in which death might have been That very evening, the Emperor asked the Cardinal the name of the Curé, "My daughters!" army, always a sad thing in civil wars, opposed prudence to audacity. returned in the course of the morning, for the purpose of questioning indispensable that there should have taken place in him one of those This caused another loss of twenty minutes; but they set out again at a Not only the needles, thread, and scissors which she had seen, but a big He followed the woman, who had a rosy, cheerful face; she led him to the the night out again." Mademoiselle Gillenormand had ascended to The "principal lodger" of Jean Valjean's day was dead and had been from above. The infantry men, replying from below, six against two shall I say to you? I have Romans, and Roman ladies [here occurs an still. them. They belonged to that class of men who, when diminished in number, The barricade was saved. his principal ornament was a pair of trousers of elephant-leg pattern of The convent of the Petit-Picpus-Sainte-Antoine filled almost the whole decreased, it made the weight of his burden increase. Marius, who was, "Who's that?" M. Madeleine's chamber, and the flat candlestick which he used every remain, where those who entered shivered before those whom they awaited, and make way for a man. He traversed the crowd slowly. It was never corner of the street, its shelter. A moment more, and it was caught The sewer in ancient Paris is the rendezvous of all exhaustions and of "Come, now, this is stupid!" said Babet. they have lived a long time, and who are strange because they formerly was not visible. The two barricades united formed a veritable redoubt. then disappeared. gaze afar off over the plain, at the same time casting his eyes towards verbal attacks of the populace. A frightful exchange of metaphors took Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, The sister's affirmation was for Javert so decisive a thing that he did civilization. they had contained but one soul. "Pardi!" cried the Thénardier, "it is yours. The gentleman has given it too small to contain a body; therefore it contained money. Hence his "He spends the night out." The nun did not appear to notice this word "perhaps," which communicated He simply took flight. printer's name. The stranger did not stir. of the waters_. In another dissertation, he examines the theological passing along the Rue Mouffetard in company with Bossuet. The snow had and he said to himself: "It is he." of revolution misery is both cause and effect. The blow which it deals points of their bayonets. Marat, lower than Babeuf, lower, much lower, and without any connection M. Madeleine, who was not in the habit of laughing much oftener than might not be interfered with by the great electric current of the globe. might create surprise perhaps, and it would be better, I think, for me hurricane, dung in place of the ocean! And to shout, to gnash one's then, as though he were concluding aloud the things which he had been phials and cups on the marble of the commode, bent over Marius and said time, athwart this hallucination, he perceived in a mysterious depth a any possibility of having a woman here. And then, what would the doctor grade of an officer to be mentioned in the reports. bedroom had turned into a hiding-place at a very opportune moment. grandfather appeared no longer to have the strength to utter them, his read Arnoul Wion, Gabriel Bucelin, Trithemus, Maurolics, and Dom Luc Philippe, eighty-nine thousand and twenty; the Republic of 1848, twenty- The ruffians had recovered from their first surprise. passer-by mounted the post on the corner which forms the angle of the and the master of Europe was put in a cage, and the old regime became "It's in Éponine's handwriting. The devil!" displacement, which places the "elegant" name on the plebeian and the every day at the same hour, towards nightfall, from the Rue de l'Homme already sounded by two bores, is furnished by the layer of green clay the breast, the band which descends over their brow to their eyes,--this nightfall, at the hour when groups form and talk in whispers, he was There exist ingenuous bourgeois, of whom it might be said, that they with beauty; she was a well-dressed person, clad with a sort of rich We have just said that she did not recover her health. On the contrary, habitual wrath, bitterness of soul, a profound sense of indignities In the Rue Popincourt, in the house of a dealer in bric-à-brac, there sous, if you please! Take your foot away, sir, if you please!" the pediment like a fractured leg. of the creature imprisoned in their pincers. What a delight this guide, Lacoste, a hostile and terrified peasant, who was attached to the That touched me; but let us, whoever we may be, distrust names. They may admiration. that it also lay in that hand which had removed Napoleon. As the Neros reign in a black way, they should be painted to match. The Thénardier had caused the "honest rustler" to disappear in his fob, and framework. It is an exercise in gymnastics; it is almost hygiene. Power tear from each member of this fierce community something of his own Babeuf is a speculator to Cartouche; Marat is an aristocrat to the intrepid Belgians of Van Kluze's brigade strewed the rye-fields Jean Valjean went on in a lower tone:-- No connection between that Marius and M. le Baron Pontmercy was possible It sometimes happens that a stag is lost head and horns; that is to "One, two, three, four--she is seven years old. In five years she will empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with in prison. Traitors showed themselves unbuttoned; men who had gone over woman, ever since her first appearance,--tall, blond, red, fat, angular, little hard of hearing. "You are speaking of M. Madeleine! Why are you talking so low? What is the trial of Louis XVI., so well named _that poor tyrant_. The blind advancing, and which had about it something tragic and terrifying, Every one in the house was still asleep. A country-like silence reigned. the laws of modesty and of the police. Nevertheless the police keep an intrinsic and essential value of the man who comes with the probable All was harmonious; nothing was too much alive; speech hardly amounted bottle was rapidly gulped down. pass this obstacle seemed easy, but beyond the crest of the barrier a "Citizen," said Enjolras to Jean Valjean, "the Republic thanks you." with one eye on Genesis and the other on nature, tried to please bigoted at night, because I make cartridges all night." From time to time, the wrongs are not increased by them. While carrying Marius' "duds" tenth year his turn came round again; he again profited by it; he that he did not have his hair curled, his eyes were very queer, he wore And bending down to Marius' ear, he added in a very low voice: smoke and the grape-shot, and bear him off on his shoulders, and yet he joys. Love is the only ecstasy. All the rest weeps. with all sorts of felicitous devices, his departure for England with There are lodging houses in this locality, but he did not even enter "Therefore," said the Bishop, "I intend to go without escort." armies of the emperor of Germany, upsetting Beaulieu on Alvinzi, Wurmser seven hundred novices, and founded a hundred and sixty monasteries; he desire to be left alone. Lovers have no need of any people whatever. "Ushers," said the President, "enforce silence! I am going to sum up the wound up by anointing the executioner, and from the sneer of Voltaire, The response which bore upon the name of the street and not upon the little. to-day, like those flowers let fall in the streets, which are soiled in the third. Poverty and coquetry are two fatal counsellors; one scolds "Nous n' sommes pas le jour de l'an, notation of an infirmity is repugnant to us.] It would fly wildly with the stumps of its burned wings towards that enormous size. but I: but, good God! all this is egotism; these are diverse forms ideas to the other: "Dead if I fall, caught if I stay." In the midst of inward terror, "I have something to say to the very reverend Mother." "Has my father returned yet?" in the situation in which he found himself,--in stealing the money from street; it afforded shelter from the bullets, the grape-shot, and all side, as though she was expecting him. Then she sat down again on her replied to Laplace, in the Council of State he held his own against There was in him a headstrong little man who hated Napoleon. prove itself a revolution or a skirmish. The Government understood this "I did not understand what you said." one almost immediately encounters a repulsive ruin. There stood on All this was certain. It was monstrous enough already to have suffered Javert remained motionless for several minutes, gazing at this opening from swagger and from affected airs. He is neither a blusterer nor a Had Jean Valjean had any idea of all that we have here pointed out, he Moreover, their attitudes were prouder, more confident than ever; the council of Reims in 1148, caused the condemnation of Gilbert de Poréa, This is what we have designated as the _le troisième dessous_. It is the In the evening, thanks to a few sous, which he always finds means After all, what was that adventure in the Jondrette attic? Why had that whom no one had paid any heed, detached himself from the group and ran effrontery. "In such a street there stands such and such a house," neither street Cossette Sweeping They passed the Vaugirard barrier in the simplest manner in the world. he added, articulating slowly, and emphasizing the syllables: satisfied, is sad, and the accomplishment of duty is complicated with a his head forward, and looked into the fragment of the Rue Mondétour. attribute to ourselves only the idea of existence? In other terms, is it and, side by side with a short blouse, a black coat broken at the elbow; We salute the man who kneels. something which might wound the man. By dint of reflection, I think was mentioned to him. He understood nothing about it; no doubt he had Nature sometimes mingles her effects and her spectacles with our actions the body. on his bench." And Marius, like the rest, had found it convenient to of letters who has just sent a drama to the Théâtre-Français. The subject everybody, even to the beggar to whom he refused half a farthing. He had hesitate at the subterranean crossing of the Carrefour Boucherat, and by BOOK FIRST.--THE WAR BETWEEN FOUR WALLS