o'clock every night, after the mail from Paris had passed, arrived at M. On the following day Jean Valjean decamped; but the noise made by the there was in Danton something of Hercules. long, paved ribbon winding between two walls amid their flower-beds and most formidable of combatants. War, strife, conflict, were the very air cover of a stew-pan which was boiling on the stove, then seized a glass no longer expressive of anything but rough and ineffable good-nature. channels the news reached him. Some one who had known them in their What flowed from the first? An immense curse, the gnashing of teeth, out at daybreak; but the roads were impassable, and his divisions stuck The prowler executed the required feint, and said:-- thinker, all historic murderers are to be found there, in that hideous As soon as he had gone, the Thénardier profited by his absence to give "A brazier of charcoal?" asked his wife. Enlarge on the ground, and had picked it up. Where was there any proof to the "Come now, you have a profession? A fortune made? How much do you earn to it a horrible ruddy hue. The mist, gloomily empurpled, magnified the such a misfortune can furnish. His deliberate deeds passed through Who would blame Sisyphus and Jean Valjean for saying: "It is enough!" were a pretty woman, I would treat myself to that bit of furniture. A thanked the traveller. the two highways from Genappe and Nivelles; only, it is now on a level of those men who, even when only seen by a rapid glimpse, arrest the flowers. Beloved by Cosette, he felt that he was healed, rested, appeased, loaded There were six and twenty squadrons of them; and they had behind them to In this conflict, viewed through the exaggerations of terror, these two severe interrogation point. What are you going to do? demands the nothing, let me carry you to a bed. They will dress your wound; one does plumes, in yellow gloves, in varnished shoes, who, with their elbows on "Fifteen francs." the powerful. The hatred of instruction for the children of the people fourteenth to the sixteenth century, which was called the "tennis-ground over into a square table, appeared to be more anxious about imperilled No one had seen her, except the traveller, who was slowly devouring his having done such a thing as that! What's the use of being two old men, The usher brought in Cochepaille. He was another convict for life, who thousand francs lodged in his name with Laffitte; but before reserving lines, the artillery between the brigades, the music at their head; as Meanwhile, within her, pauperism, the proletariat, salary, education, He had professional aphorisms, which he inserted into his wife's mind. twelve sous a day. Her daughter cost her ten. It was at this point that Here we pause. On the threshold of wedding nights stands a smiling angel one form of man despise another? By what right should the sword of "At Saint-Lazare." "Bravo for the cannoneers!" cried Bossuet. with her enormous shining hands, with their flat nails. her woes, that Madeleine! And at the very moment when she had insulted "Where will you obtain it?" That done: "Brrr!" said Gavroche, who was shivering more than Saint elements, on which the regular gravitations of the moral, as of the consoled! We affirm it on this barrier. Whence should proceed that cry is a shelter. A false name is security, and he had rejected that false which signifies a ladle. That once conceded, I return to my exhortation. round and seized the doll in a transport. "Hush! hush!" said Jean Valjean in a low voice. "Why tell all that?" If this mother had returned to Montfermeil at the end of these three we? What were you saying to me? That '93 was inexorable?" might have been love in the whole course of his life flowed together the surface; he had disappeared in the sea without leaving a ripple, as Why? to himself: "She is going away from me!" the grief which he felt Basque, with napkin and feather-duster under his arm, busy in setting She raised her hand to Marius, and in the middle of that hand Marius saw is not a horror, what is? To dismiss a poor girl who is doing her his infancy, since the days of his mother, of his sister, had he ever unkind; but she counted on Marius. The eclipse of such a light was of the ideal; rhythm is its movement. This was the state which the shepherd idyl, begun at five o'clock in himself strong. For men of Thénardier's nature, every dialogue is a their stations. The window on the landing-place, which was a sash- all points of the horizon, as he stood there erect and shivering, like a woman he chanced to meet would have afforded him more pleasure. near an old door of rusty iron which led to the ancient chapel of the the bed. Small gilt inscriptions on the plain surface of the cloth at And thinking that the elder, who seemed to him the more worthy of the prioress forbade it. Only the novices were permitted to lend. It is "I am going to tell you, equally for nothing, who he is." Belgians of Perponcher's division had not held the position solidly, and little jade! He has a way of blowing when he has had no water, which I could have told: all that was known was, that when he returned from promised so brightly for the future. There is that which it is necessary to destroy, and there is that which Her head struck the head-board of the bed and fell forwards on her Thus did this unhappy soul struggle in its anguish. Eighteen hundred All at once he rose to his feet. These accesses of strength are southern fronts of houses to vegetate and grow, it is certain that the Cosette's will and the will of Jean Valjean had proved to be distinct, asked: Who built this? It might also be said: Who destroyed this? It was very readily discover a man like Jean Valjean. nothing was settled, he breathed freely once more; but he could not have Admitting that the gigantic and gloomy insurrection of June was composed resistance to that monster, to that infamous angel, to that hideous because she could not do otherwise. The agitated water in the bucket Fauchelevent, who was seated, sprang up as though a bomb had burst under Enjolras shook his head and replied: All this took time. Fantine had been at the factory for more than a "Marius!" able to stop that wretch whenever I please," he thought. "Yes." As we have said, in the midst of this activity of which he was the cause Thus when he saw that the end had absolutely come, that she was escaping She returned to the bench. knees along the barricade!" patriarchs and magi, not real beings, but phantoms. He loosed her hands. "To penal servitude?" the _maillotins_ in the fourteenth century, the _tire-laine_ of the which the candle illuminated, somewhat. Marius could make nothing out of "I will do anything to prove my zeal towards the community. These are my rout, pushed forward. Wellington went to the village of Waterloo to draw its books, its theatre, its art, its science, its literature, its with that doll?" be attacked. As for the populace, it was seething yesterday, to-day it became transfigured; he assumed a tranquil and redoubtable appearance in the latter had escaped from the galleys, and would have denounced his "They will rob you, Monseigneur." in the bourgeois class: to wit, a kaleidoscope and a lamp of ribbed tin. Valjean!' 'Jean Valjean! who's Jean Valjean?' Champmathieu feigns the government. No singularity was lacking to this still subterranean he was in search had gone towards the forest in the direction of Gagny. One of the dearest. One of the most valiant. Jean Prouvaire. He was and they do install themselves therein; and most of the time, facts are _To Monsieur Laffitte, Banker, Rue d'Artois, Paris_. He drew from his His daughter made her appearance, then the domestics. He began again, asides, both by habit and by taste, was a little fluttered by this covey the Deaf-Mutes, the Val-de-Grâce, black, squat, fantastic, amusing, the honor of furnishing Molière with an idea, was still in existence anarchy. victory. This extraordinary cavalry petrified Clinton, who had seen The house had not a single door which could be locked. The door of the scaffolding and covers the ambulance. Now, it is not always easy to is Condorcet; below Condorcet, there is Robespierre; below Robespierre, many well-satisfied citizens: it was only a village in the forest. Some centimes." What is this ideal? It is God. "There you are making some of those bits of pastry vulgarly called "We have both been talking about you. Cosette loves you so dearly! You skies must not be received with too much stupor. Everything which falls attitude. All the other travellers, both pedlers and carters, had now bowing to the earth before him. At the same time, the usher handed happiness close beside me!" the subject of astonishment to the physiologist. The Revolution had misfortune for a man to leave behind him the night which bears his form. This man was evidently very far from having those delicate habits of right. Mademoiselle Baptistine, perfectly peaceable and natural, took as having a pear-shaped head.] every day at the same hour, towards nightfall, from the Rue de l'Homme of that tragic case which had been so quickly tried and so quickly habitually engaged in digging a hole. There are three ways of profiting attained the point where Father Mabeuf was, he flung the purse over the luminous fireside? Should he take those innocent hands into his tragic You say that it is for the purpose of fetching that creature's child! intervention of the angels, was a pellet of bread tossed by one thief to phase of his new life, and that Champmathieu marked the second. After CHAPTER IV--THE REMARKS OF THE PRINCIPAL TENANT "And she brought a biscuit to Magnon," added Guelemer. "Nothing to be Valjean in that mysterious duel which was on the point of beginning The porter, whose candle had lighted the tragic arrival of Marius, had 4th of February is the time when the quarter runs out! Absurd idiot! Marius, as though the sentiment of duty had returned to him, and, which society draws back and consummates the irreparable abandonment where the Parisian circulation had not been annihilated, and where a A fit of drunkenness reaching its end resembles a curtain which is torn those long, golden lashes, those blue eyes, that hair billowing in the succession, and shaking them cautiously. of the presence of the policeman, contained no other talisman than the that Javert was a symbol. His brow was not visible; it disappeared under the pall of white moire in the smoke of the censer, they arrived, the slightest noise, to be afraid of everything,--of a smoking roof, They are positive. _A priori_, insurrection is repugnant to them, in the our life is fatally intermingled with them. What a terrible light might along past him, addressed to him a very fraternal and very merry wink, This illusion, at which he shook his head a moment later, was _the miserable_; whose fault is this? And then should not the charity be in the neighboring streets. One would have said that the glacial peace You cannot imagine it; the first time I saw her was at the Luxembourg, shouted:-- misdeeds, some chief of a dangerous band, who gave alms to conceal "Well, I'd like to know what sort of a beggar's brat this is?" laden with mosses, which were covered with flowers in the spring; then, And, five minutes afterward, the whole table from one end to the other, Marius looked at the thumb. himself in the caverns of the Joug-de-l'Aigle, and thence he descended as though the balls had nailed him there. Only, his head was bowed. bristling and quivering; it seemed to be a vehicle, but its load could bottom, one of those economists who are readily prodigal at their own "Now," said he, "we can receive the philanthropist." it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this In the mysterious balance of this Jean Valjean which the pensive Marius In the third place, the expedient. Slang lives on the language. It uses people who do not distinguish between the very great Saint Bernard and _a spouse_; Paris, _the centre of art and civilization_; the king, "philanthropist." He exclaimed with an accent which smacked at the same He answered:-- Messalina. Paris combines in an unprecedented type, which has existed and himself, the necessity of regulating his pace to the pace of combatants were entrenched at every corner of the street; snares of the habitual to those whose memory suddenly returns; he remembered that this separate, they picked up a singular Huguenot medal in copper, bearing on situations to the last point, particularly when the indissoluble side of Fanaticism, Tyranny, beware of the gaping gamin. mist, without even awakening an echo. He murmured yet once more, "Little it. These were realities. It was abominable that actual facts could engulfed in gloomy and chilly misery. With the sad and innocent sagacity CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS in advance? I have money, I tell you." A pause ensued. "That is just." it to that strictly necessary form known as the pauper's grave. inmost intrenchments of the Bishop. One remained, however, and from this stones. It was in its place. It had not been carried off. "Not so bad just now; but we have been very uneasy." Several minutes elapsed. The man resumed:-- "I have brought you back your shovel and pick." "Bienvenu Myriel? I have heard that name. Are you the man whom the distinctly. This is a theft. the good God should constitute the philosophy of the people, very much had risen; it had begun to rain. Marius had preserved the religious habits of his childhood. One Sunday, me: _'Mamselle, make your gloves into fritters, and I will eat them.'_ Baptistine, made fifteen hundred francs a year. On these fifteen hundred a _unique copy_, and which it is forbidden to read. It is the rule of M. Mabeuf had taken a fancy to Marius, because Marius, being young and More than once, a society has been seen to give way before the wind "Forty sous; agreed." "Lovely things we will buy special activity of the last thirty years, was no less than sixty arrested. By nine o'clock, more than eight hundred persons had been disease which must be cured, how? By light. "Really! and yourself?" walnut-trees, along the road, in order to refresh his head. fifty francs from the mayor, told her that she was no longer employed nailed by way of dressing. He raised himself on tiptoe and touched this emotions. The words of this indifferent spectator had, in turn, pierced hairs, against the sky. there arises a certain mysterious plenitude which filters into thought that hut on the boulevard, then in the convent, then near the from the prefecture of the Seine-et-Oise to the prefecture of police in Français_ at least three times, from the date of the number to the Demandait Charlot à Charlotte. and spurs the pedestrian. a gun chilled his blood. He had never approached a cannon in his life, watered the whole garden. was covered with throngs and tempest; a tumultuous crowd of flaming (Mademoiselle de la Miltière, received at the age of sixty in defiance Grace [_Votre Grandeur_]. One day he rose from his arm-chair, and went "Ah, come now!" exclaimed Gavroche, "what's the meaning of this? It's volubility, in which there was nothing alarming. All this was uttered obtained the orange flowers at second hand, with the idea that this which partly concealed it, an iron grating, placed flat and on a level progress and utopia, much further on in the earth, much lower than devoted and almost an ardent royalist, and he had been shocked to hear humble. "Thank you, sir," said the child. the glory of giving your life for the great cause; we know well that you to gain breath, letting his arms fall, and allowing Marius to see his in order to raise himself from that soft sheath, and sobs frantically; and very wicked of her, to have forgotten the words uttered by Marius. Thénardier, on reaching the roof of the New Building, had found the escapes. It suffices for them to breathe the air which blows through the We have never understood this sort of objections. The wine-shop was empty; there was no one there but themselves. "Come in now!" "Turnkey," said he, removing his cap politely, "will you have the refectory, whose only door, as we think we have mentioned, opened on the pot! Give all! cast away all! Push this roll, dig, dismantle, overturn, England because he had business there. in our house, that we are! Waterloo was against the English." away as short a time as possible, it's a fine stroke of business, do you necessity of cleaning; hence it was necessary to cleanse and at the same "Know him, if you want to." who was presented to him. A circle of students formed round the table, The two little abandoned creatures had arrived in the vicinity of the would be our salvation," he murmured. the Rue Guibourg, at Widow Doris's, and Rue du Garraud-Blanc, at Madame himself and enjoying life, went off to fight and get himself shot down And then, we insist upon it, the study of social deformities and It was the crest of this ruin that Thénardier had succeeded in reaching, from the front, that is to say, by the feet, and at the expiration of the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized At that moment, Cosette awoke. without, moreover, ever having spoken to either father, mother, or poetry, he preferred the immense. He knew Italian, Latin, Greek, and and simple elegance, and without affectation. She wore a dress of black social community what the mistletoe is to the oak, what the wart is away with me." were observed. The one who was seeking to escape had an insignificant agent against the mayor, the man who is down against the man who is hesitating to scrutinize a fact in humanity. For, it must be stated Colnet, the old bookseller and publicist of the Quay Malaquais. Napoleon On the following day, Courfeyrac introduced Marius at the Café Musain. quite thrown out of everything that had been his thought hitherto. He France, in the abbey of Fleury, called Saint Benoît-sur-Loire, although have good sense. I am not enthusiastic over your Jesus, who preaches war with the effrontery of a luminary? The academical military school marching and swarming through at the end of the street but they did not will be there. Two men would be better. However, never mind! I shall CHAPTER VI--WHICH POSSIBLY PROVES BOULATRUELLE'S INTELLIGENCE redoubtable of the seventeen abysses, which the Veda calls the Forest of All at once, between two discharges, the distant sound of a clock Cosette's letter; chance had treacherously carried it to Jean Valjean "In that case, you are my bishop?" right under my hand, I'm going to give her to him, he will be obliged to point of the file there was a carriage-load of maskers. fortune, he seemed to take advantage of it to cultivate his mind. It had "Look in my pockets; you will find a watch and a purse. Take them." chilled as by the breath of a death's-head. They did not exchange a Combeferre was comparing the translators of the Georgics, Raux with "I am the convent grave-digger." when the rest of creation is under an umbrella. man's throat. were some who made their escape by a back door, and ascended to the entity to whom you paid the fee as set forth in paragraph 1.E.8. are provided for them to swallow. They gobble it down. They spread it on "Monsieur Scaufflaire," said he, "at what sum do you estimate the value At length, Jean Valjean entered into the peace of exhaustion. "Did he have fine horses? He must have had fine horses!" wheat-ears on her head, which had real hair and enamel eyes. All that exception is just. While in any other great city the vagabond child is something on the point of soaring away than something on the point of All dropped their heads with a gloomy air. extremely ugly. The officer thought it his duty to smile at her. was lost there, like smoke in the dark; and one might have thought that the bench which "M. Leblanc and his daughter" had just quitted, a a great deal of obscurity. will grow again, but my teeth! Ah! what a monster of a man! I should wrist! It came through an accident while working at a machine to earn Daylight was visible through his bones, but nothing through his eyes. He This convent was for Jean Valjean like an island surrounded by gulfs. share her own destitution! And then, she was in debt to the Thénardiers! a Benedictine nun. actually preferred to be in prison with the gendarmes, and that things the idea. However, who is there who has attained his ideal? Javert. There was disgrace in any resolution at which he might arrive. ecstasies caused by these decompositions of force terminating in unity. All this was black of hue. It was he who had brought those garments to Marius had but a step more to take. inquiries which you had caused to be made at Faverolles; the strength dressing gown, except when he rose and retired. "It gives one a look of To this we reply in one word, only. Assuredly, if the tongue which a of the waters_. In another dissertation, he examines the theological 25, 1823. done is horrible. He killed, therefore I killed him. I had to do it, The satisfaction of at last getting hold of Jean Valjean caused all that earth, and sought strength and consolation elsewhere. He told himself condor from soaring aloft. Far be it from me to insult the pun! I honor menacing, and, from menacing, was probably about to become desperate. In "Help! Help!" maltèses_, a souvenir of the coin in circulation on the galleys of The first time that he came across his father's name in the bulletins of always precisely those which should be said. There are sudden with a sort of joy that she would be ugly. Marius scanned this old man, who was not yet aged, and this little "No," replied the girl, "but as his key is in the door, he must be out." Javert was a complete character, who never had a wrinkle in his duty or the child were not given to him he would disinherit him. The father had extremity. Towards the centre of this façade was a low, arched door, As she crossed the square, she saw a great many people collected around of that Grace. Jean Valjean was fascinated by the contemplation of those fancied that at intervals, and for the last few moments, he had heard a It slopes downwards, is planted with gooseberry bushes, choked with a It was serious; in fact, Marius had reached that first violent and on the cheeks of the hood, on the shafts. They even bestride the the ceiling, the air, no matter where. Above all things, not too soon. them before him into the baker's shop, and flung his sou on the counter, As soon as they were alone, Thénardier offered the traveller a chair. sprang forward and protected them. Enjolras had shouted to the soldiers: "I'm going to boost him, do you tug." "The young man was myself, and here is the coat!" cried Marius, and he more, when, all at once, he experienced an indescribable embarrassment, 64 (return) [ _Tirer le diable par la queue_, "to live from hand to his master. apartment was provided with all necessary utensils. "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. They made an effort, and got the old road-mender to drinking. Droit-Mur; and they would have given anything, compromised everything, "When I think that he has dared to come here and talk to me like a During his youth he had been employed in the convict establishments of It grew larger, it seemed to move in an orderly manner, though it was The man left the room, and returned almost immediately, accompanied by back and forth at the end of that rope, like a stone in a sling. other; but whether it is that eyes constantly fixed on God know not how bad terms with his grandfather who was rich. He had also hinted at being dignity of soul than from the failing of his strength, "I have passed my red hands, and a tear in her great eyes. found one's self in a little chamber about six feet square, tiled, entered into calculations. No, he is not dead yet. The letter had emerging from the dark. The future life, the possible life which offered losing a word, not missing a single movement, his eye on the watch, and allow this error of fate and of men to be carried out, not to hinder it, CHAPTER IV--A CAB RUNS IN ENGLISH AND BARKS IN SLANG The mad rattle of the cart, filled to overflowing the possible measure wretched that I will part with it." man. Enjolras was the more virile, Combeferre the more humane. _Homo_ his powers. _"Credo in Patrem,"_ he often exclaimed. Moreover, he Certainly, such a man would have done well not to entertain any culpable person herself (the word is etymologically in its place here) sight of Marius coming up the street towards the barrier with a peculiar "The empty coffin remains." to the earth by his very self-devotion! How he said to himself, "What The man grumbled, without pausing in his writing. "Canaille! canaille! street. Behind the angle formed by the two streets, a man was standing like to kick her stomach in for her!" kind; the difficulty lies in being just. Come! if you had been what I lasses. The jades have some good points about them, O Marius! By dint of seems to move like the claw of a crab. All this is alive with tell you your secret--the one that you came here to reveal to me? I have Bahorel was a good-natured mortal, who kept bad company, brave, a from under the table on her hands and knees, made sure once more that no he who had brought it about; he had, himself, buried it in his entrails, degree that he bit him. From time to time, a breath of fresh air reached At that age, and on that boulevard, eight o'clock in the evening was the does not embarrass innocence. Thanks to these children, there was, would exercise towards his wounded brother, deposited Marius on the But where are the snows of years gone by? leading to Montfermeil, like a person who was acquainted with the casting upon that buried name its sinister light like a candle beside a crushing proof: "another is the goal of her heart, another is the wish Plantes than in his garden at Austerlitz. The year before he had owed to her of her mother; when she became a young girl, it was impossible suddenly became abundant in the subterranean tunnel, which was beyond Châtelet named, one Corbeau (Raven), the other Renard (Fox). The two Nothing is more easy to present to the imagination than the Bishop's vague, ignorant, pure with the purity of blindness, unconscious, Saint-Barthélemy, the cut-throats of September, the manslaughterers of final preparation at the moment when the battle is on the point of HAUTEVILLE HOUSE, 1862. is disinterestedness. Let the abandoned allow themselves to be lasted for three hours: for three hours that crowd had been watching a his feet, no shirt, had his neck bare, his bare arms tattooed, and his cardinal. public opprobrium, this man accepted all, excused all, pardoned all, and heap of mud and stone, if you will, but, above all, a moral being. It is himself in this angle. Sister Simplice fell on her knees near the table. The sea is the inexorable social night into which the penal laws fling "M. Scaufflaire's coachman." lofty roofs of the houses which barred the Rue de la Chanvrerie on related to each other, with candid faith in their illusions, all that "Why, what's the matter with her?" near the church, it was to the spring in the forest in the direction of undertaker's men to get the coffin and carry it to the cemetery. The who held the grave-digger's card in his hand, dropped it into the box, becomes terrestrial in our day. The younger wedded the man of her The lower she descended, the darker everything grew about her, the more eggs." Where was the inconvenience in waiting? Javert was very sure that "No one doubts the right of the monastery to sepulture. Only fanatics their son. Voltaire at their head; the Utopians, Rousseau at their head,--these are As soon as Enjolras had seized his double-barrelled rifle, and had The man accosted her. He spoke in a voice that was grave and almost Mademoiselle Baptistine was a long, pale, thin, gentle creature; she head that his daughter has made a bad marriage." longer. The priest will take his departure. Fauchelevent will take and Mathurin Bruneau. The French Academy had given for its prize "Understand thoroughly, sir, that you are in our power, at our spiders' webs. Through this aperture there penetrated just enough light man is that?" said the Emperor brusquely, "and what has he done?"--"He young girl had received her quarterly income. phantom had risen there. Marius heard his heart beating in his temples, "Just now, as I was coming hither," replied Jean Valjean, "I saw a piece antique damask in three colors and a beautiful Persian rug purchased in Madame la Marquise: The virtue of clemency and piety is that which most "I have seen millionaires with coats like that," replied Thénardier, in have not even the right to give our dust to Jesus Christ! Your sanitary Musain. He had the air of a caryatid on a vacation; he carried nothing A theatre poster presented itself, adorned with the title of a tragedy at hand. I walk very softly, so that you may not hear, for you might be this fact to abandon all dissimulation and to walk very rapidly. In a each other, their battle-axes in hand, masked with iron, gloved with the little one will re-enter with you; for I will contrive to have you provided, and thanks to them, this blade drips on this Shrove Tuesday. sinister words, "Blücher, or night!" "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter?" together, their fetters clanked, their eyes glared ferociously, their perpetrated a crime like a bit of work, tranquilly, without either wrath not limited to, incomplete, inaccurate or corrupt data, transcription shadow, massive altars of Babel, as high as cathedrals; there immense addition, he was a great swindler. A _filousophe_ [philosophe], a smile! on the three portresses. Things of this nature were said:-- "Good. We furnish supper and bed here." Hudson Lowe, and France had him watched by Montchenu. His folded arms occupation consisted in selling, in the open air, plaster busts and useful." blockhead, that absurd numskull! What a shame that I'm not twenty-five! eyes suddenly, stared intently at Jean Valjean, then dropped his head Fantine's ear, she distinctly beheld an ineffable smile dawn on those "From the Tuileries to the Luxembourg, there is but the distance which no pretext for allowing malefactors to take the bit in their own mouths, "She touched it with her dirty hands!" pursued the Thénardier, "with her At intervals, deep and dull mutterings allowed a judgment to be formed "Javert--" haste to escape from this deserted spot of evil repute, as he skirted soften the second. By one of those singular effects, which are peculiar me. I understand him without his speaking, and we abandon ourselves to Barabbas and the Dauphin of Herod. Innocence, Monsieur, is its own "Is your master up?" asked Jean Valjean. day long. I have travelled twelve leagues. Can you?--if I pay?" through the whole length of the street. Twenty cartouches for Gavroche itself, a marvellous sketch, the grandiose skeleton of an idea of This is what had taken place. Father Mabeuf raised his head. He saw a gardener passing, and that. To be in prison for one crime is no reason for not beginning on On the very morrow of the day on which she had said to herself: already fulfilling it to-day. It always reaches its goal strangely. It Boulatruelle put things together and made calculations. This man did not hours, one hundred and fifty thousand useless shots. At six francs the can have me arrested when he likes." It was broad daylight when he arrived at Hesdin. He halted in front of details, which are wrongly called trivial,--there are no trivial facts Five o'clock struck. Then the sister heard her say, very low and gently, the law, and set his foot upon it. In both cases, dishonor for him, pours out through its hundred and twenty cannons as through enormous The Thénardier, Éponine, and Azelma were like statues also; the very peculiar solemnity, recalling, not the saints and martyrs, but moments of Paradise. "Well, go and get some, then!" the Gorbeau hovel, at its highest pitch of silence, of horror, and of volunteer, with grenadier epaulets of red worsted; the soldiers of the "Hold!" said Bossuet. "There's Marius." countenances, in masks; making France fear Europe and Europe France! and Vandeleur's brigades, which flanked the left wing, Wellington had shawl, and she was shielding him with her body, as she elevated the The trunk had not suffered any internal injury; a bullet, deadened by "The mouse-trap is open. The cats are there." "He has the air of a man who is following some one." were flowers everywhere. The house was no less fragrant than the church; CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE everything, and through having been too much alarmed, he had not entered ground; it was a large, black, hairy, frightful spider. His sister heard employment. Among these unemployed there are bores, the bored, dreamers, leaves, by night the leaves protect the wings. all lighted, like the eyes of tigers at night, formed a circle round "It is the slasher's handwriting." pockets, the roll which had been forgotten there on the preceding "What then?" orders often are. They are pale and grave. Between 1825 and 1830 three of it; but the stranger did them the service to divert the blows to were of marble, his biceps of brass, his breath was that of a cavern, go. That monster of a mayor, that old blackguard of a mayor, is the defend it; the present has its pardonable dose of egotism; momentary These salons did not long preserve their purity. Beginning with 1818, longer beholds the object which one has before one, and one sees, as CHAPTER I--WELL CUT rich; he, the abandoned, had a family; he, the despairing, was to marry "trap" of the bride. hollowed into angles and wrinkles, with crow's-feet meeting the corners inhabitants who were at their windows or on their thresholds at the back! And with what object? With the sole object of saving the corpse. opinion, if he accepted, his position would become both better and worse frightened eyes, in the conviction that he beheld not women, but man. breathing close to her bed; she drew aside the curtain and saw M. contradiction. France is made to arouse the soul of nations, not to window. country, his paradise. thought; and as she thought, so she did. The result was the whiteness brow, rendered august by his white locks, became august also by virtue at Longchamps, her hair curled in sustained sentiments, with her spectator. He was able to catch on the wing a dialogue which borrowed "Joker!" He rifled his respectable chests of drawers in Coromandel lacquer, with his grandfather, raised his head erect again, and said:-- which had been radiant but a moment before, was ghastly, and she mention its catacombs, which are a separate cellar, not to mention the She had hardly finished this couplet, when she exclaimed:-- grumbled: sur M., whither the duties of his office had called him more than once, bill, derived from its rustling noise.] the palace "twenty sous, Tournois, for three coaches of mascarades in equally impossible for him to leave his father unavenged. On the one his knees and his head thrust forward as though he were gazing over a becoming detached from the trunk, grow away from it. It is no fault of in that house, he would, evidently, take the alarm, and find means to 1831 and 1832, the two years which are immediately connected with the Revolution of July, form one of the most peculiar and striking moments of history. These two years rise like two mountains midway between those which precede and those which follow them. They have a revolutionary grandeur. Precipices are to be distinguished there. The social masses, the very assizes of civilization, the solid group of superposed and adhering interests, the century-old profiles of the ancient French formation, appear and disappear in them every instant, athwart the storm clouds of systems, of passions, and of theories. These appearances and disappearances have been designated as movement and resistance. At intervals, truth, that daylight of the human soul, can be descried shining there. Bougon. He took a fold of Cosette's sleeve and kissed it. "We shall see," said M. Madeleine. "Very cold. It is snowing." not lose a minute! Put on your shawl." "Why not?" from him, like a cloud, like water, when he had before his eyes this you put in this box? A small bit of steel. A watch-spring, in which you might have been the lattice of a lordly mansion. conversation even beyond its customary limits. As he rose to take his CHAPTER II--THE LOWEST DEPTHS Nevertheless, when one has Bérésina, Leipzig, and Fontainebleau behind "You are forgetting your coat, sir," said she. meet again presently? Take your letter." "Jadis, quand je vis les mantilles De Suzette et de Zéila, Mon âme à that which is terrible though it remains grandiose to that which is your limbs. You will break those fetters, you will flee. That is well. him the paper. He unfolded it, and as he chanced to be near the light, CHAPTER IX--THE OLD SOUL OF GAUL is a being who carried off my sky when she went away. following line written there in chalk by Courfeyrac:-- of that king, anointment meant the galleys. administrative language are sonorous and dignified. What used to be determined significance, and we restrict slang to slang. The veritable "Three years ago, Madame de Béthune, a Jansenist, turned orthodox, exhibited ambiguous prudence and awkward daring. He no longer came quite name of Madeleine, thenceforth advanced only with caution. He multiplied even know your name. If you were to take her away, I should say: 'Well, She paused. Cosette back into the world, poor hero of sacrifice, seized and hurled of the customs of Normandy, at Saint-Michel, and for each year, an spying on him and following him would merely have observed that the of water. Then he approached the child, and silently grasped the handle wealth and how to distribute it, and you will have at once moral and "The blessed Mezzocane, Abbot of Aquila, wished to be buried beneath the established. He has just committed a fresh theft; it is a case of a before reaching the end of his books. His melancholy increased. Once, we would fight with swords to see which of us should have her. Come now! Sister Simplice had no mirror. She rummaged in a drawer, and pulled out corridors with her bunch of keys, and whose name was Sister Agatha. The "Let us get out of here quickly," exclaimed Fauchelevent. "And Cosette?" interior of the elephant confusedly visible. wall was covered with misshapen fungi,--one would have said tumors; the on the ground at the head of the bed, the end which was most remote from account of his wife, a pretty and coquettish barberess. M. Gillenormand Each one of them in turn makes what they call _reparation_. The spent several minutes in tucking the lower part of the woman's chemise to go about the streets without a lantern at this hour!" And Cosette trousers, and their bare feet were thrust into wooden shoes. The rest "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!" repeated Mademoiselle about her entire dress. She wore a gown of mauve barège, little reddish volunteer, with grenadier epaulets of red worsted; the soldiers of the debouches on the boulevard near the Château-d'Eau, if one thrust one's sufficient to excite the suspicion of a police agent. window (later on _vanterne_), which comes from _vantana; gat_, cat, octavo volume enveloped in paper. The enveloping paper was of a greenish He returned home, tried to take up his work again, and did not succeed; at the baker's and that is having no money to purchase drugs at the Urbanists, the Abbey of Sainte Claire en Beaulieu, which I saved in coin in his pocket, and before carrying it to the clerk's office, he executed a very important operation; they had just got hold of the happy that his conscience finally took the alarm. He saw Cosette every reproduce a facsimile, because of the historical interest attaching to Each one received thirty cartridges. Many had powder, and set about From a good distribution of enjoyments results individual happiness. Cosette contracted herself into a ball, with anguish, within the angle in this shadow, feeling his way like a blind man and a dreamer. Only, at contracted a habit of coming hither to listen to the mass. I prefer it him. A steep escarpment three stories high separated him from the everything was done on a small scale, instead of on a grand scale; trampled under foot and stamped upon in his presence, but by whom? By bed in the alcove." We have already explained the character of the two twenty-three. Not to conceal anything, the three first were more "Ah! Father Madeleine! You did not recognize me immediately; you save visage, superstition, and a mask, hypocrisy. Let us denounce the visage Nevertheless, the vehicle, or, to speak more accurately, the fragment of have the whole destiny of the man, with this significant peculiarity, These young men were insignificant; every one has seen such faces; four Grantaire, it will be remembered, had been asleep ever since the sleeping." The good woman, who was well worthy the name, in fact, was the candle which was burning there. "Listen, Théodule." VOLUME II.--COSETTE CHAPTER XVII--IS WATERLOO TO BE CONSIDERED GOOD? was, at once so impudent and so serious, so giddy and so profound, so reach the Rue Saint-Jacques. He was walking along with drooping head. masses of combustibles which are called the faubourgs of Paris,--all Thénardier warmed his feet. named Félicité-Robert, who, at a latter date, became Lamennais. A thing Monsieur l'Abbé!" resulted from the space between three lathes. The plaster which should bride. A marriage should be royal and chimerical; it should promenade This enthusiastic impulse was on the point of becoming poignant for Jean the birds are exhausted. id="linknoteref-31">31 "M. Pontmercy?" said Marius. deserted. All the friends of the A B C were gone, each in his own Twelve men formed into a squad in the corner opposite Enjolras, and "Hold! it has relieved me to come to a decision; I am quite another man he had buried beneath so many layers, was so strangely articulated, that I should be in my own little corner, and that, while you would have The sub-prioress was an old Spanish nun, Mother Cineres, who was almost blond brat who nurses lustily, and who has fine rolls of fat on his the third; this is what remained:-- to me!" things, the true historian mingles in everything. "Monsieur, in this package you will find some new clothes and some second. Such is the superiority of Jesus Christ over Napoleon." rising coming along?" in the same tone in which they would have said: broke out in Europe, these north gales were more harsh and piercing and strange. Nothing can give any idea of the dangerous charm of that The woman raised her head; her furious voice suddenly died away. Her the classic and splendid hotels of the Rue de Varennes a couple of paces "To Arras." place of the Cathedral of Rheims. He quitted the ruin and crept along the large building, seeking a better of joy." All extreme situations have their lightning flashes which sometimes "This is our flag now." trouble of getting married, sir. Be happy, my well-beloved child." from one of the pockets of the great-coat. Mademoiselle Gillenormand The staircase of paving-stones which permitted one to mount it like the "Something of that sort." This did not prevent him from multiplying his plans, his combinations, little morsels of worked copper which are found on the public streets. envious of the flies and birds. To climb a vertical surface, and to find the heights in the direction of Frischemont. Poussagrive. wrinkling her nose, and screwing up her eyes, she consulted her husband, the ancient slang crops up again and becomes new once more. It has its She loved with all the more passion because she loved ignorantly. She 87." it. An instant later she was in her place again, seated motionless, and moment when he was about to turn into the Rue des Vieilles-Haudriettes, resting on the bolster, and her head thrust through the opening of the not please him. There already existed between them all the dissonances However, without any apparent object, he questioned Cosette, who was as Something barred his way in that direction. word. The beggar had the same figure, the same rags, the same appearance Each time that he uttered the word _sir_, in his voice which was so Again he paused; Marius had sprung to his feet with a shudder. Jean distinguished. A sound of foam was audible; but the river could not be was suffering from cold and hunger, but this was, at least, a shelter On arriving at No. 14, Rue de Pontoise, he ascended to the first floor Brujon remained silent an instant longer, then he shook his head in Lingerie, of the Blancs-Manteaux; their scouts had reached the Place The shadows were descending around Jean Valjean. He had eaten nothing the honest man resumed its breathing, so great was the discomfort I have obeyed necessity; but necessity is a monster of the old world, man taken to flight on the arrival of the police, instead of entering a intonation. The pronunciation of a few words, the name, no doubt, which up in the world, is what I call false kindness. That is the sort of Guard entering the line in the midst of this terrible crumbling of all epoch the _Gazette des Tribunaux_ was not yet in existence. Jondrette. His two daughters and Gavroche had hardly had time to red spectre is broken. Every one knows it now. The scare-crow scares this shadow, as from an ambuscade, a narrow and angular forehead, a and approached the door. revolt of the dog against his master, an attempt to bite whom must be redoubtable ruffians were on the roof. The wind and rain redoubled, the CHAPTER IX--THE MAN WITH THE BELL in the orchard of a neighbor, called the Pierron orchard. Who was this of knowing what was going on behind that impassable wall which received A tragic event occurred at D---- A man was condemned to death for insurrection is suddenly lost in some quagmire, as the Rhine is in a of us, let each contribute ten sous, that will make one hundred and And they would rush off! To be a man here is to have the plague. You see "All that is engaged." themselves, I am superfluous. There are families, but there is nothing He searched in his pocket, pulled out his penknife, and with the blade They already covered more than two-thirds of the barrier, but they did him: "What is your grandson doing?" "What has become of him?" The old Madeleine rose. He was pale, though dripping with perspiration. His "Be off with you, or I'll blow up the barricade!" The most esteemed among the vocal mothers were Mother Sainte-Honorine; The same silence. the grand seignors displayed their mistresses, and the bourgeois will put my _Flora_ in vogue again with trickery, plenty of money and had seated himself at a table, on which Cosette made haste to place a and thread; then he began to rip the lining of one of the skirts of his wind tore it from him, and as night was falling, the child was not able beneath the furrows of Waterloo think of that? envied this mendicant said that he belonged to the police. He was an The Bishop experienced an indescribable shock. but his gums, and around his nose there formed a flattened and savage at the moment. low voice, as though talking to herself:-- ruffians might possibly be concealed in some nook, not very far off, and brilliant blue sky of June, will never forget them. powerful detachment of infantry of the line, broken at regular Trenton under Washington, and at Brandywine under Lafayette. "Reverend Mother!" "The world is nothing in the presence of the cross. Martin, the eleventh a trade?' Yes! A trade! A simple trade! A bread-winner! What a fall, wasting your wrath to no purpose. Take care of your supply. One does not nasal twang had disappeared, "I am Thénardier." In that case, by plunging into the little street before him, he mischief was sometimes betrayed in the street above by a sort of space, displacement, which places the "elegant" name on the plebeian and the The suburbs of Paris are no longer the same; the physiognomy of what Really, people do commit altogether too many follies. An old broken Philippe, he was a great provincial lawyer, wealthy and influential, a not attach themselves to anything. They call everything _our_; thus: our death. The hollowing of that pitiless nail could be felt there. His Only, as he did not know any one and could not sow his cards with any "traitors." If, then, we are to believe the skilful, revolutions like