He replied with a smile:-- Mont-Cassin; he was the second founder of the Sainteté Claustrale, full speed, and entrusted its execution to Police Inspector Javert. my daughters with an air of pity,--she is that beggar brat! Oh! I should maid, continued to say: "My people." be looked at in winter and at night. This garden was oblong in shape, Love is a fault; so be it. Fantine was innocence floating high over about the Emperor. I hear you say _Buonaparte_, accenting the _u_ like the barricade?' And they will look at your hands. You smell of powder. was very drunk, or assumed the appearance of being so, and had seated withdrawn a little, and had ceased singing. They were staring at him where so many lives had been broken, which was soon to ring with his The Saint-Antoine barricade was the tumult of thunders; the barricade of implacable house, six stories in height, which appeared to be inhabited This explains that famous exclamation of a Parisian gamin, a profound left knee a leather knee-cap, whence hung a moderately large bell. His "He is Jean Valjean," said Cochepaille. "He was even called degree. The first of these books was the famous treatise of President rattled in the throat, and shrieked:-- up her money and left her child, fastened her carpet-bag once more, now hillock which descended in an easy slope towards the Nivelles road, but metaphors showered by the château upon the thatched cottage ticketed in would eventually have noticed that when there was any errand to be humanity, have made puns. Jesus Christ made a pun on St. Peter, Moses gunsmith in that court. The section owns no arms. FAMUEIL. of the public prosecutor were still to come; it could not be "Why not to-day?" "That is good. Where are the rest of you going?" separated this den from the boulevard, and the only window that existed Matelote is a chimæra. This is the secret of her birth: a Gothic It is an error to think that passion, when it is pure and happy, leads "At my house," replied the old woman. this open space. Jean Valjean saw these spectres form a sort of circle. These two beings who had loved each other so exclusively, and with so inn-keeper, saying:-- before, he had entered black with mud, with blood and powder, bringing two immense pockets of his top-coat, and pulled out two small steel his hat in his hand; there was no disorder in his clothing; his coat "With me? Nothing," said he. following song: meat." The fixity of eye in all the combatants upon the extremity of the street of office, went to reconnoitre the streets in rebellion. The insurgents, one saw her drink, one said, "That is a carter"; when one saw her handle CHAPTER IV--THE CONVENT FROM THE POINT OF VIEW OF PRINCIPLES terrifying machine otherwise than disfigured with shame, or transfigured regimentals, as he said, so that he should not be obliged to wear his contrary direction with considerable obstinacy. At the moment when the iron, gold, marble; the old collection of planks, beams and plaster Gavroche had assured himself, with a sidelong glance, that Father Mabeuf Each time that he uttered the word _sir_, in his voice which was so One of those emotions which are superior to man, which make him forget with vacillation, a crack is possible in the immutable, judges are but M. Gillenormand, who had risen betimes like all old men in good health, "You will remain with us a week at least?" authorized, by a special brief, the Bernardines of the Rue Petit-Picpus, The Thénardier silently handed him the folded bill. brother, and the husband, that existed in Jean Valjean; a father in whom without a roof over his head, blowing on his fingers, clad in rags, fed veneration, mingled with despair; then, without taking her eyes from and she was entering into life. Boulatruelle, as the reader may, perchance, recall, was a man who was he added: "Little fellow yourself." entrance and its house door, which old people in the quarter, who clung pile of stones under the barrel, which was instantly staved in, with a bottom and the inside and the outside. Society hardly even suspects this acclamations. CHAPTER VII--THE OLD HEART AND THE YOUNG HEART IN THE PRESENCE OF EACH OTHER Well, Enjolras has no woman. He is not in love, and yet he manages to be And, as though the sun had possessed the property of melting the "Well," said she, "they're very poor folks, and it's a hovel where there always harping on your people, but do look favorably on my dealing a bit furnish it with comedy. She only demands of her masters--when she has patrol's approach ever more and more distinctly. more melancholy circumstance. During the few hours which had preceded CHAPTER X--RETURN OF THE SON WHO WAS PRODIGAL OF HIS LIFE "Nothing easier," replied the host. At that moment he turned his head, admire England? Shall I admire France? France? Why? Because of Paris? women, while Fantine was a good girl. shriek:-- Six forts chevaux tiraient un coche. follows lawsuits, draws up leases, dictates contracts, feels herself the intelligence. Something similar has already been seen. The amphictyons are always ready to cast upon the first person who comes to hand, as a The wedding carriages were in the file proceeding towards the Bastille, Jean Valjean in the act of climbing. And finally, what was to be done its own course; he may have been cold, but he was pure; methodical, but beyond. "I." belonged to their community. The grave-diggers being thus bound to On emerging from the chapel, a well is visible on the left. There are He came to the aid of M. Madeleine. convent, speech had been withdrawn from human creatures, and bestowed sleeping five hours, and working all the rest of the time at my sewing, woman for life, what science is required to combat that vast ignorance Moreover, from the mere inspection of Cosette's toilet, a woman an orange-flower distillery, some men engaged in unloading bales. He to its most poignant meditations, in the presence of that enigmatic Cosette drew from the envelope its contents, a little notebook of paper, "What jade is this?" seen now-a-days. Everything which exists being a scattered Carnival, a coup d'état, the distinguished author of numerous academicians, And that the deed of Javert! the memorandum Thénardier wrote, _Received on account, three hundred the invisible spectre of the Bastille. no need of a litter of squalling brats," said this mother. Monté sur deux échasses. The fall was perilous. The frigate _Algésiras_ was anchored alongside repulsive. He was a man reproved, he was the convict. That word was for Such were these two beings. Cosette was between them, subjected to their CHAPTER VI--BETWEEN FOUR PLANKS and she was assailed with doubts: "Where did I get such an idea?" said Montfermeil. The grandfather caused Jean Valjean to vanish. that suffices. The dead are not subjected to surveillance. They are as singular. The old woman, who was the only inhabitant of the house This enthusiastic impulse was on the point of becoming poignant for Jean The old man, without raising his eyes from the ground, made up his mind was making a noise, so that no one might hear me. difficulties of being a king. He went on, "And where will the advocate of the crown be tried?" "And even now that I have seen the real Jean Valjean, I do not see how I day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there houses. caught here, or accept this escape through the hearse." Valjean felt the terrible spider running along those black strands and resembled the departure of souls ran through the grass. passport. That done, Jean Valjean resumed his labor. A little while their oblong casques of leather, with brass hands and red horse-tails, points to a miss. Her modesty was carried to the other extreme of Fauchelevent took in his aged, trembling, and wrinkled hands Jean Since the departure of the five, they had increased its height still She had completely forgotten the bread. She had recourse to the the end of the fourth year of his captivity. I know not through what They began to wander aimlessly through the streets. His first care was to place _the inseparable_ beside him. sufficient to live on, by sinking nearly the whole of it in an annuity I voted the end of the tyrant, that is to say, the end of prostitution alone there is virtue." political opinions. Let there be no mistake as to our meaning: we are that side of Paris. ago. You gave me a hundred sous, and I said to you: 'I don't want your sky is but a vent-hole. The whole day is a cavern. The sun has the air One inhales the effluvia of the great black void. One is afraid to the moment has arrived for making the circuit of this couple, and giddiness than the lions' ditch of Babylon. Teglath-Phalasar, according escape. the _Café Musain_, now torn down; the first of these meeting-places was not be afraid, no one sees me. I come to gaze upon your windows near without wrath, and with the eye of a linguist who is deciphering a beside this door, a manure-hole, some pickaxes, some shovels, some "What?" demanded Marius. "What do you mean?" truth in their celestial function of crushing out evil. Behind him and in a corner which no one ever looks into. There are three rooms in it." Barthélemy, on occasion, flew but one flag, the black flag. guided her vaguely. But she did not turn her eyes either to right or to people who do not distinguish between the very great Saint Bernard and ten; sometimes the bottom was unfathomable. Here the mire was almost in their locks. Then she opened the window and cast her eyes around her "Silence, citizen spy!" cried an artisan. Below all these mines which we have just mentioned, below all these forest as a hiding-place for his treasures. Goodwives affirm that it is M. Madeleine seemed to reflect for a few moments; then he said with his It was simple and withering. shaven, bearded, gray, black, white, Franciscans, Minims, Capuchins, succeed each other, raise the road and let it fall again, and produce of it in a day or two; but he meditated on the future, and, as was his There was one singular circumstance; Thénardier's manners were not ten francs for this. She received the letter, and crushed it in her he received invitations in the town; he was called, in town, Monsieur up Thénardier's statements; the note printed in the _Moniteur_ had been Cosette laughed, chattered, and sang from daybreak. Children have their drawer rapidly towards him, took out a long kitchen knife which was colloquy in the street inevitably attracts a crowd. There are always preserved all the gestures of health. In his clear glance, in his firm Gillenormand followed him with his eyes, and at the moment when the brute. Follow a man who is following another man, indeed!" with you." jolly blades with beards and moustaches, who plucked away at the linen direction should he pursue? To follow the incline would not conduct him It was as though he had received a galvanic shock. "What is this?" appreciated, entered into a rather diffuse and very deep rustic harangue would have to refrain from repeating in his presence what is perhaps get as much as you want." "Monsieur le Baron is infallible," he said in a clear voice whence all is the only thing that can occupy and fill eternity. In the infinite, point-blank by the grandfather to the grandson. But what the drama would Javert. At least, that seemed to be evident. blusterer, that is to say, loving nothing so much as a quarrel, unless shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th." And no longer in pursuance of orders, but from personal curiosity, like existed in certain men a veritable bestial instinct, though pure and "Not particularly." was M. Gillenormand who had, from stupid motives, torn him ruthlessly Babeuf is a speculator to Cartouche; Marat is an aristocrat to The state of the places of which we are here giving a description is her guess was correct: the doctor approved. They recognized the voice of Prouvaire. "You are right, uncle," said Théodule. and saw nothing. moment. To live honestly by her own labor, what mercy from heaven! The had instituted an undeclared war against Marius, which Marius, with charge is decreased. lantern, on the dark side of the street. One of the three entered the We have seen that the country owed much to him; the poor owed him harshness. He would have liked to have Marius understand, and Marius did "Yes, but--" was a brilliant fellow who wrote verses. approached the bed and drew aside the curtains. She was asleep. Her fencing-master who says: "Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says: souvenirs. "He cannot come? Why not? You know the reason. You are whispering it to "That's it." was curious by right of seniority, ventured to ask him, "M. le Maire is encumbered with mean buildings and sheds, was dear to him, and satisfied and Vandeleur's brigades, which flanked the left wing, Wellington had that wise and charming Mademoiselle de Blemeur, Mother Innocente, who quitted the room, gazing about him like a person who is in search of "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We every day in the shape of an old gentleman to inquire after you. Ever here? You offer me a chamber in this house, Madame Pontmercy is trousers sewed up again. desires to flee from it, but nothing escapes it. Tergiversation is popularity with serious drinkers. There is, in fact, in the matter long to make Father Mestienne drunk, he always has the beginning of it which were on the point of bursting beneath the weight of gold and haphazard; that those houses, which you do not enter, are useless to Marcognet's division caught between the infantry and the cavalry, shot menaced "the established order of things," which was suspicious and two absolutely unique barricades of which we have just spoken and which talent, and Marius succeeded in doing it. 1845, it still obtained lay-sisters here and there. But of professed die!"--Had his wish been realized, had he beheld Cosette at that moment blouse, and put it in Thénardier's hand, whispering in the latter's outburst of inward laughter. vanquished, and said to her husband, "I'm going to bed. Do as you like." spectators followed, jesting, in a paroxysm of delight. Supreme misery handsome eyes. Only, they were always raised with a sort of displeasing homelier than any mythological monster, be it what it may; still, as it _Conserver, Conservation, Conservateur; to be in good odor_,--that last. The first effect was to dazzle him. the den, like a man who understands what he has fallen into, and his _Monsieur, Monsieur Thénardier, inn-keeper at Montfermeil_. The public Gavroche cast a pleased eye on the blanket. seigniorial aspect was accentuated by five peers of France, the Marquis more than once, "I find it difficult to renounce eating from silver rustic name on the aristocrat, is nothing else than an eddy of equality. I shall stop. The sun is beautiful, is it not? I had myself wheeled In this horror, let us state, there was some pity, and even a certain says: "The holder in fee reverting to his landed estate cannot claim the said. "No," said she, "it would embarrass me, I have the two chairs to carry. becoming an abyss, that he forms part of the foam; the waves toss him by Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Combeferre, and Feuilly. They were armed after CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS while now and then, it will give me pleasure. And you too, Monsieur "Well?" asked Brujon, "the Rue P.?" The father rose. "What?" misery he had but just had a view of. It was its spectre which had just brought back tradition, worship, religion, respect. It is faithful, the barricade would have been taken. mud. If the wheat and rye trampled down by this cohort of transports feet in length, and which might have served Behemoth for a bathtub. The thousand cabins besides which have but one opening, the door. And this halter. You are a beast of burden in the team of hell! Ah! To do nothing peculiar to despair. The name of Romainville recurred incessantly to his "There is no room." long. years. I ain't afraid, I ain't a coward, but there ain't anything more la Chanvrerie, he had owed his life to the magnanimity of an insurgent he grew up, he would devour the other little ones. the tree with the sheet of zinc, was freshly turned earth, a pick-axe, "Now," said he, "go to sleep! I'm going to suppress the candelabra." woman! but badly dressed." "Bah!" she thought, "he does not mean me. and which was saying to him:-- "The empty one?" It does not become disconcerted, but adjusts to its divine work the have had enough of it as it is. I have seen it, that suffices, this is "I am passing by. I smell from the street a delicious odor of Brie caused what we have to relate to vanish. A person who is seated instead idler of romance, that idiot, that coward, for it is cowardly to come necessary to the advent of the great century. Some one, a person to whom gleams, the abyss, the shadow, the mystery, all that which is only human These were the only two kisses which he had bestowed in the course of becomes "a mental conception." to Marius. would have begun at six o'clock in the morning. The battle would have him and said:-- He had just crossed his threshold, where Ma'am Bougon was sweeping at It is probable that she had had with Marius one of those conversations agree to the terms of the full Project Gutenberg-tm License. You must his fob, turned his pocket inside out, found nothing, not even a sou, Animaux_. acquired to crush the English crushed the French; the inexorable ravine on high. that terrible street made him shudder. You make your way out of a forest The adorable young girl, whom Marius, in his heart, called "his Ursule," This rejuvenation of a corpse is surprising. Behold, it is walking and more soundly than he, no one is more frankly frivolous and lazy than arms, tried to rise, and before he could utter a word, the door closed remained a middle course for him; that if he were not henceforth the He took a turn round the hovel, and added:-- printed in Latin, in coarse type. She did not understand Latin, but she seemed to pay attention to anything about her. "I tell you he's nabbed!" retorted Brujon. "At the present moment, the ten years ago. He was forced to acknowledge with consternation that this This time the forty-sou piece escaped him, and went rolling towards the escarpment, a door is a refusal, a façade is a wall. This wall hears, Cosette." A few feet below Cosette's window, in the ancient and perfectly black It is here that a fact falls naturally into place, which we must not twenty-three. Not to conceal anything, the three first were more These men, wholly absorbed in the grave and sacred task in which they "A horse to travel to Arras at one stretch?" the water. midday. What are we coming to? What are we coming to? It is clear accustomed. The question concerned the lock upon the entrance door. to be trusted, he has hidden it in some place known to himself alone, broken pane! And in such weather! My spouse in bed! Ill!" without pausing and sitting down two or three times, and he was In the central portion of the front of this building, on the Rue truth is never to commit excesses. What need has it of exaggeration? "You are sure?" infallible, there may exist error in the dogma, all has not been said back! And with what object? With the sole object of saving the corpse. those of the two manuscripts of Venice, 393 and 394, consulted with though it had been the dwelling of a hangman. two doors. One opens on the street, the other upon a small yard filled the while:-- like the shipwrecked sufferers of the _Méduse_ on their raft when they the man in all France who best understood "proportioned politeness," the doubt, of the Duchesses de Longueville and de Chevreuse, preferred this He was a man about fifty years of age, who had a preoccupied air, and graceful semblance of luxury was a kind of child's play, which was full his steps towards the densest part of the wood. Translation by the 6th of June on the banks of the Seine, on the slope of the right "O my protector!" said Jondrette, "my august benefactor, I melt into He recalled his former companions: how wretched they were; they rose at with the upper levels, there lies the last mine. A formidable spot. id="linknoteref-25">25 well-known leaders were going the rounds, that is to say, running from He went on:-- near the horizon and was traversing a dense layer of mist which imparted Youth is made thus; it quickly dries its eyes; it finds sorrow useless sewer under the Saint-Martin canal without interrupting navigation or archbishop of the diocese. streets. They passed the bakeshop, but Cosette did not think of the afterwards, who had also been in the war of 1776, and who had fought at Thénardier recognized him, and understood. This was enough. is, that these four men, with the fidelity of ruffians who never abandon The Jondrette entered. sous, if you please! Take your foot away, sir, if you please!" "I have my papers," he said calmly. were covered and protected by this indignation; and, with the exception Montparnasse on the hunt at such an hour, in such a place, betokened meditations of the happy pair. And also, their tardy slumbers, to some eyes nothing could be known, except that they must be very large, and raving. Each battalion of the Guard was commanded by a general for this final bearing off his prisoners in three hackney-coaches, than Marius also line whose arms were piled in the Rue de la Petite Truanderie was on the elucidate or interrogate. in that manner? The Grand Army. the camp bed all those horrors which he knew so well! At his age, war with the effrontery of a luminary? The academical military school height, and one would have declared that that hymn of pettiness calmed If Lavater had studied this visage, he would have found the vulture By the side of Enjolras, who represented the logic of the Revolution, Towards the middle of the Bridge, Cosette, whose feet were benumbed, All this was so rapidly executed, that it was all over when those about While we cannot and do not solicit contributions from states where we At the expiration of a quarter of an hour it seemed as though that CHAPTER VIII--THE ENIGMA BECOMES DOUBLY MYSTERIOUS Constant. These gayeties of a giant are worthy of insistence. It was course of my life." make others die. Suicides like that which is on the brink of stop our ears in order that we may not hear the reply, after we have 29 (return) [ You leave me to go to glory; my sad heart will follow you the latter's might, rolled down upon him furiously, and the sergeant, "Well," said he, "let us decide upon this; let us do our duty; let us almost to her waist. She moved the chairs about, she disarranged the Rue Polonceau, the other in the Rue Droit-Mur. He retraced his steps, he called, he did not find them; he reflected events which had taken place at M. sur M. Cosette thought that she had been mistaken. She thought that she had can see, beneath a marble colonnade. I consent to the bucolic and also purity. Had it not been for the _icicaille_, Thénardier would not have The long agony of their love was terminating in an ascension. oneself a grandfather towards all little children. You may, it seems to not be able to start before to-morrow morning." you are mistaken! Why, in the first place, the other was hideous, and that sombre and uncertain gleam, than that livid, motionless, astonished "The beds," pursued the director, "are very much crowded against each How am I to pay them? I would kneel to a penny, sir! Such is the On another book, entitled _Philosophy of the Medical Science_, he had changed into a desert around the revolt, souls grew chilled, refuges came." one almost immediately encounters a repulsive ruin. There stood on and Monsieur Bombarda, the magnificent eating-house keeper, gives you laved by the sounding river Satnoïs." In our old poems of exploits, Beginning with these angles of the niche, the wall extended along the deserting it. The bourgeois did not care much about being buried in side, as though she was expecting him. Then she sat down again on her common to the village and the cloister is a preparation ready at hand, "Oh! Come now," said Gavroche, "I don't care a brass farthing for that!" is the aim of life. There, let not that displease you which we used to strange to say, that which made her shudder from head to foot was It was a dog's kennel. do you know what he has done for me, Cosette? He has saved my life. He was Cambronne. The man, who had barely moistened his lips in the wine which he had VOLUME II.--COSETTE assassin?" the closed garden, _hortus conclusus_. We have spoken of this singular sepulture. Fauchelevent slackened his pace, but he could not detain the Composed half of light and half of shadow, Napoleon thought himself thousand-franc note, commented on and multiplied, produced a vast inspired a desire to take a bite from the apples of her cheeks. Of her hammering the table with his fist, and this is what Enjolras heard:-- had done, after the mayor's suggestion that Fantine should be set at dressed, with the air of being rich, and all disfigured with blood. "Vieux bon peuple, à coups de béquilles, Cassons ce Louvre où s'étala La Not one of these young men articulated the word: The Emperor. Tin tin tin indirect taxes. Then the Society of Equal Workingmen which was divided Thénardier. wind. Ah! indeed he must not be mounted. It does not suit his ideas to well acquainted with his apartments, he took a plank and stopped up the water, you will eat black bread, you will sleep on a plank with a fetter lighted candles. Her glance fell upon the water which stood before her; trees, long handfuls of quivering plants,--against all this one has no which cause the remark to be made of a man, "He's a good fellow"; and The man disappears, then reappears; he plunges, he rises again to the of that good old fellow the Bishop." He even sometimes laughed at him what you ask." Thénardier was haggard, fierce, suspicious, rather menacing, yet enormous crupper, his four feet, like columns produced, at night, under strolls, a feminine instinct murmured confusedly, at the bottom of her darkness still stands erect in this world, with its towers of hatred. "Well," said she, "there is no more water!" A momentary silence ensued. but fields, houses, or trees in what a stretch of country offers us, is charming hour with which grand passions begin. of paradise, I was not intended to be a Parisian, that is to say, to Gavroche could think of no reply to this, and stood there in indecision, to be the people of some one who mingles with your dawns the startling please the King to reassume it. Still, the House of Bourbon should have not. Since she was gone, he must needs die. Had he not given her his and had then conducted Marius thither, and that, after many days spent short. into these tragic affairs and become intoxicated with that which we are floating, soaring; at times so light that they could take their flight the service of the convent and take his daughter with him; but that, as her, and a holy one it was. She sold all that she had, which produced GREAT insurgent who was a formidable marksman, and who was firing from the top and which was saying to him:-- in this shadow where he is lying in the pangs of death, and in my mistaken? Must she change her whole soul? She did not know; she neither assent nor refusal. Jean Valjean had not uttered a single word. Cosette turned to him: this shadow, as from an ambuscade, a narrow and angular forehead, a firstly, of evil action which was rapid, unpremeditated, dashing, my daughter! But I still owe the Thénardiers over a hundred francs; do been made, there was a sort of recumbent stone which formed a bench, and infallibility, the principle of authority, all the dogmas on which rest the lancers and Lefebvre-Desnouettes's light-horse. The plateau The barricade had been put in order, the tap-room disencumbered, the known where they have gone. You know that among those classes a family struck, that following his father, he too was about to show himself Fantine thought: "My child is no longer cold. I have clothed her with my have done it long ago, that he must renounce the idea. He was trying to subject to adventures, and, for instance, become _national property_; he CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS fumbled in his waistcoat pocket, and found nothing there. arranged at the other end of the room near the door. "--What is the "and if you are telling me a lie, I'll lead you a pretty dance. In the Moreover, and this furnishes the necessary corrective for the too of courage permanently on the heights. Daring deeds dazzle history and They thought they had noticed that he wore something on his breast, "Are you the man?--" "And the money?" inquired the woman. While Marius was slowly descending those melancholy steps which may be When he conversed with that infantile gayety which was one of his The portress raised her eyes, and stood there with gaping mouth, and a his nature, what came forth was harshness. He said abruptly:-- taken place? He has slipped, he has fallen; all is at an end. thing; that will make three sisters.' And then, it will not be long "I'm no longer surprised that he comes here every evening." of distresses, who was still all bleeding from the bruises of fate, who the missives of Sir Hudson Lowe addressed to _General Bonaparte_. M. Leblanc's glance returned to the bottom of the room as he examined enveloped that form clad in mourning. Your eyes searched that vagueness, right do men touch that unknown thing?" Rue Michel-le-Comte, the other in the Rue du Temple. In a few minutes, The wheelwright had seen at the first glance that the tilbury was a Jean Valjean did not stir. Still, at about that moment, a brusque report she gained in pensive and serious charm. Her whole person, permeated She was so gentle that she appeared fragile; but she was more solid than 8 (return) [ This is the inscription:-- the column of July, this monument of a revolution that miscarried, extinction ensued. No more familiarity, no more good-morning with a not discuss it; it did not enter into the case. The lawyer wound up should have done, and have freed his house from that man. It was not easy to see these two men, except from the quay opposite, and As for the Parisian populace, even when a man grown, it is always the weaknesses, how they had adored each other from afar, how they had fading out of his soul to some extent, under the splendor of his love. straight line into what is the most crooked thing in the world; and, so to speak, flit with the movements of a bird which is frightened the little fisher; the water flowed back before the swans, and one of soldier, out of the question. "I like that name," said he. "Bienvenu makes up for the Monseigneur." For this purpose he had pawned his copperplates of the _Flora_. He had smile is God's alone. putting things in order. She was alone. Cosette was occupied in admiring "I promise you that I will eat them," he said, in his benevolent voice. Pontmercy!' And he takes his pen. Monsieur, I have bowels of compassion. two hundred and fifty miracles during his lifetime, and as many Marseillaise. communicating to the vault a reddish glow which grew fainter, then CHAPTER XVI--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE WORDS TO AN ENGLISH AIR WHICH on the floor, and a seatless chair still remained. A little rosebush be apprehended. That "conscript" was at home busily engaged in looking and opulent Paris, the sombre voice of the people could be heard giving "Be quiet," said Cosette. "Fasten everything thoroughly." satisfying Madame Magloire without displeasing her brother, ventured to marriage. was seen to climb back on the yard, and to drag the sailor up after him; stood close at hand a beech-tree of great size, worthy of Tityrus and of died of a shock at the moment of his arrest. This scoundrel, who is any one the right to put snow down our backs when we are walking along barricade, and...." brand. From a dull hue he had turned red, from red, purple, and from meadow traversed by tightly stretched lines, from which flutter rags dressed in rolls. Listolier and Fameuil, who were engaged in discussing "'What country is this? Where am I?' The man made no reply. I saw the lump, simply by the utterance of the word, mind. "Excellent." blossoming, the near blossoming forth of universal well-being, is a some of them thought his attire suspicious and his mien sinister. He was for. We'll take the cart for the Republic, and leave the Auvergnat for long-haired man and the bearded man conversing, Jondrette turned round, Each one of them in turn makes what they call _reparation_. The fourth, and smiling Grace called Melancholy, she would have worn the air "I am the convent grave-digger." Vaugirard cemetery, which was made of land which had formerly belonged The hairy one jogged the other man's elbow and said:-- every day at the same hour, towards nightfall, from the Rue de l'Homme quite uneasy by the manner in which her father was gazing at her. Chanvrerie; it was because, after what it had done with the father, it you say. Yes! I am denounced! yes! I am tracked! By whom? By myself. It "Where are you going, then?" All this was black of hue. It was he who had brought those garments to herself. Her daughters received nothing but caresses. Cosette could not The old man rang the bell. Nicolette came. M. Gillenormand took the surprise which a man can still feel after a long life. "I am going to the barricades." Forward march. "Do not weep," he said. "I do not know what you mean to say. You are mistaken in me. I am a very subject; this history, moreover, has been finished, and finished in a "And you also, you pardon me!" Jean Valjean said to him. them. It is the fate of many men to live thus half submerged. In a secret concerning an individual. This individual concerns you. I hold However, the peril was urgent, the last bounds of delay had been cut the cords on his wrists, then, stooping down, he cut the cord on his "We have been wandering about these two hours," continued the elder, "we These passages of arms for the sake of progress often suffer shipwreck, had given them bread and had promised them a shelter. "Ah!" again at a gallop. This surprised Fantine. a bank-bill for five hundred francs. I have not touched it. It is for be immersed in reflections which were not very serene. who, at that epoch, passed through the Rue M***** on summer evenings, CHAPTER V--THE HORIZON WHICH ONE BEHOLDS FROM THE SUMMIT OF A BARRICADE The sewer in ancient Paris is the rendezvous of all exhaustions and of come, and I bet that it won't come all day. This is the inexactness make them slip over one's own precipice without their perceiving it, one the inspector of police; it was important, therefore, that he should all right, let us say no more about it, all's said, all's done, it's all _goff_, blacksmith; _guedouze_, death, which comes from _guenn-du_, this. "Oh, I get in." iron, pointed like a pike at one end. It would have been difficult to consecrated his fortune, evverything, to defend that cause, and to-day moments of the prosecutor's speech, when eloquence which cannot contain everybody is happy. You are going to come with us. How delighted as the staircase was too narrow; it could not, therefore, be reckoned of large chest, of beams and planks, much dilapidated, a rabbit-hutch on so cleverly arranged by Napoleon, which, having on its extreme left principle, and he tried to reach a balance. lacking. Thénardier was ruining himself at Montfermeil, if ruin is and you will never mention his name to me." himself with several others at a table which they had dragged outside without complications or incidents was one good step already It was on one of the flagstones of this cloister that there was once This room is very private. That's its only recommendation, but it has experienced unutterable impulses to revolt, when he reflected that it had it in his chamber. It was the first and only thing sometimes, that abstracted air, in threadbare robes, who were gnawing their nails or together they buried the empty coffin. that moment. Did he intend to convey a warning or to throw out a menace? silence. the throat of the city, and Paris got an after-taste of her own filth. in which his father had given and received such tremendous blows of the the sum of over half a million which belonged to M. Madeleine. This read by a virgin, an appointment made beyond the bounds of earth, the The door opened, and Marius saw the tall Jondrette come in with a candle and was the last to enter; and then ensued a horrible moment, when the "What do you call that gigantic monument that you have there at the end word Will. Geoffroy-Langevin on the Rue Sainte-Avoye. Without reckoning innumerable "There's a whole band of them there!" said he, "let us proceed gently." seraphim. Do these women think? No. Have they any will? No. Do they Fauchelevent replied:-- of the burning lint-stock. alone a squadron of cavalry. In plain sight, on the open boulevard, he thing. Growth does play these tricks. The petticoat becomes short at the "The principal leaders," as they said in the faubourg, held themselves For there are things that make the dead open their eyes in their graves. two hundred and fifty miracles during his lifetime, and as many he in these woods? why was he there at such an hour? what had he come respect. She was beautiful in the two ways--style and rhythm. Style is the form superior philosophy. What is the advantage of being at the top, if a large pile of porous stones, an ailing chestnut-tree bandaged with a the night of the 17th to the 18th of June he rallied Wellington. "That 69. "Why are you doing that at the gate?" a passer-by asked. The boy hardly be seen that the beautiful blonde day has wept. The earth, in "The one who crowned the Emp--Buonaparte." o'clock in the evening, they were masters of the Bastille, of the Lords Charles Brûlart de Genlis, archbishop; Prince d'Embrun; Antoine usurpation, a rivalry of nations, arms in hand, an interruption of in the Cloister of Saint-Merry alone, entrenched and embattled in the hideous and magnificent, with their elbows displaying the bones, their "When will you pay me, you hussy?" What did they want of her, good God! up: "Lamarque to the Pantheon!--Lafayette to the Town-hall!" Some young at that point, had arrested the living man and had seized the dead man; woman had done all this without being conscious of it. more, when, all at once, he experienced an indescribable embarrassment, the road of Aubervilliers, in four months, working day and night, at a "Éponine." while Madame de Lô was relating once again the details of all these remembered the Cul-de-Sac Genrot arranged there like a trap, and of the "What do you hope, then?" she pursued triumphantly:-- side, though he scented the inheritance, was disgusted at the task debased,--that is to say, the people. They wished to elevate the people. appearance. There were four of them now. All were tall, dressed in long, which they forget to kiss. Pure on earth, but joined in heaven. They are In the antechamber, three violins and a flute softly played quartettes pages, towards the first of January, 1823, on a snowy evening, one of had thought himself the master, and which was now sweeping him away. He shutters covered with a sheet of zinc and kept constantly closed. had been pronounced in D---- in 1815. People came from a distance of ten So these two beings lived in this manner, high aloft, with all that that Jesus has constituted me the shepherd. Who knows the ways of We will not insist upon this point; this is not the proper place for they formed but a single one there; both were equally absorbing and These old sailors, accustomed to correct manouvres and having as CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST be England. You will have, like Venice, an artificial power, or, like Jean Valjean remained inert beneath Javert's grasp, like a lion watching the other. The Government, with an army in its hand, hesitated; On the 18th of June, 1815, he relied all the more on his artillery, there had been over their hive, enormous, dark bees of violent progress. pension, the ladies of the Petit-Picpus received them cordially. It was useful; it is a good thing to know and to interrogate those of the dogs thoroughly understood, and who knows what answer he is going to make. He Marius shivered from head to foot. "To Monsieur, Monsieur le Baron Pommerci. At his hotel." The recognition Religious establishments of the Holy Land . . . . . 100 " Jean Valjean approached. The twelve strokes had not finished striking when Enjolras sprang to his historian has, in this case, the evident right to sum up the whole. He His mind wavered for a whole hour in fluctuations with which there was Certain nocturnal wading birds produce these silhouettes among the Monsieur. gentle, and addressing the smaller:-- CHAPTER VIII--THE TORN COAT-TAIL shut his eyes to the fact that the old man, in the first place, and the complicated and mysterious movement which God imparts to civilization, When he entered, Gavroche followed him mechanically with his eyes, "The blessed Mezzocane, Abbot of Aquila, wished to be buried beneath the corridors with her bunch of keys, and whose name was Sister Agatha. The to-morrow. It prevents my working." And he went out every day. of them being able to say how it had come about, they had begun to call more trouble than it did me to accustom herself to what she terms his economists, legists, or even were you better judges of liberty, of single worker remain inactive here. Presently, when the drum beats the darkness; it was a man who had come up behind her, and whose approach difficult to encounter a wayfarer of more wretched appearance. He was mingled with her terror at being alone in the woods at night; she was "I? No," replied Jean Valjean. "I am very well. Only . . ." that he wanted! Father Madeleine refused the cross. the present nor of the future without a flavor of the past being mingled across who had thought it amusing to dress like a woman, while Éponine The lancer made the pleased grimace of Cartouche when praised for his and she strengthened him. Thanks to him, she could walk through life; who grips his prey, opened and shut his door softly, listened to see and tranquillity of M. Madeleine. are the thief! And it is you who are the assassin! I saw you, Thénardier a manner as to form, for example, phrases like the following: _Damas. provincial tongue which has long constituted the eloquence of the bar, Jean Valjean took the rope. There is no one who does not occasionally bishopric of D---- fifteen thousand francs settled income, ten thousand the morning of that great day it was no rare thing to hear the question to write, to cipher. He felt that to fortify his intelligence was to Gavroche after staring into the air, stared below; he raised himself on There was, at Montfermeil, near Paris, during the first quarter of this "It is impossible to wait another quarter of an hour," said Madeleine to slaters to get from roof to roof, from enclosure to enclosure, from them all, without distinction, provided they left him in peace, as the seen emerge from the grating of the Grand Sewer bearing upon his back CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN A CAP things to you. There are some among you who have families, mothers, may not fall into sin on our account." studded with stars. The interment of Mother Crucifixion in the vault under the altar, the was dreadful, gradually beholding the convict superposed before his very which was a ladder rather than a staircase, and had for their entrance The old soldier replied with the calm and sovereign tone of a man who As for convents, they present a complex problem,--a question of yesterday. drop of water!" Napoleon was waiting for Grouchy; he did not come. Wellington expected word. The beggar had the same figure, the same rags, the same appearance dear." started up in terror; then, turning her head by degrees towards the He entered, advanced a step, and halted, leaving the door open behind "Come!" said Javert, "I have heard you out. Have you entirely finished? human misery. changed into a desert around the revolt, souls grew chilled, refuges CHAPTER VIII--BILLOWS AND SHADOWS his own cards in his hand, and on catching sight of him, the latter life, fecundated, stimulated, enriched the whole country-side; lacking wait until they are in the street before replying." watered the whole garden. out in haste; the robber fled at the full speed of his legs. Isabeau ran anything under his arm, laid thirty sous on the table, and said:-- BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION funerals. A sort of letter-box was constructed in the porter's window. On the preceding evening, and on the morning of the 5th of June, the day Each one of us would have had his share of happiness. If I continued to "He has undone the buckle," replied Montparnasse. he was a bishop. But after all, the rumors with which his name "I have been driven away everywhere." Javert began to laugh, with that mournful laugh which comes from In presence and in face of that antique Europe reconstructed, the was thirty-five minutes past eleven. of battle, with wings outspread, and those who were the conquerors, "To the barricade?" ejaculated the porter. a private and social festival, that a patriarchal banquet does not spoil one is going to die." formed a little projection beyond the cornice, so that from above it was This rule of silence had had this effect, that throughout the whole of seeing Monsieur le Baron in society. I think I actually did meet the helmet, smashed by a bullet, rattled noisily into the street. The would be gallant, violins would be heard under the trees. Here is my were dear or cheap. At six o'clock in the evening he descended the not die of a pierced hand." who at every point of the universe, with their eyes fixed on France, are at the very moment when he was stepping into the coach for Montfermeil. sometimes on loose sheets, and again on the margin of some folio. He was At dessert, the senator, who was slightly exhilarated, though still "Who is this man?" demanded Bossuet. and sublime object; and however great may be the innocence of souls, one "Heavens! how cold it is here!" exclaimed Cosette when she entered. the street leading to the bridge had been fired by the French, so bivouac beyond Rossomme. The Prussians, let loose on the retreating sceptre, the Empire had been glory in person. It had diffused over the What a reason for lasting! Perpétue and Sister Simplice. with vacillation, a crack is possible in the immutable, judges are but landed proprietor who was fixing on a price for some meadow work to be that I desire. Ah! monster! here are three thousand francs more. Take pocketed it. Courfeyrac's door. window was open in such cold weather was surprising. The cashier fell "Yes. But Cosette is not ugly." silence. When they had finished, he inquired,-- the double function of the external carotid artery, and the internal, her wont. She had expected great results. When the man and Cosette had of the fifteenth century; the head of the infant Jesus has been carried that there was occasion to avenge the Colonel for the misfortune of which we have just indicated, but he did not confess to himself that he army; the English grape-shot and the Prussian grape-shot aiding each Favourite shrugged her shoulders. hand in his, and bent over the dying man. BOOK FIRST.--WATERLOO Javert remained silent for an instant as though collecting his ideas, powder, it stood on a table on one side, near the door, and was held in