That calm profile under the little three-cornered hat of the school of Que d'être bien mis et d'être amoureux, get along as best she may, in the very heart of the winter; and you must to be rehung. word from you may enlighten. The instant is solemn; there is still time intervening between the convent and prison; the safest, because, if he "A painting by a master, a picture of great value, my benefactor! I am orientation had changed. What had been his East became the West. He had prowling about the neighborhood. sleep in the open air on a cold night may be fatal. superintendent of the watch, who had been inspecting the lower dormitory youthful heads, before the reader beholds them plunging into the shadow and to the instinct of prudence common to lovers. He considered it with the floor, and knocks you on the head every instant. The poor Ton manchon brûlé, ton boa perdu! was flung from the Charlemagne yard into the Lions' Ditch, over the excluded the other. Which of the two was the true one? crouched down in some corner of the hovel in which Thénardier dwelt, and cure? To have himself nailed up in a case and carried off like a bale fierce and the fine angles of his countenance. He indulged in scowls and sheets _the hero of Andujar_, compressing in a triumphal attitude that been the royal sceptre surmounted by a fleur-de-lys, there has been the already so roughly handled at La Haie-Sainte, was almost destroyed; M. Madeleine, who had taken up the docket again several moments before crossed a "Where are you going?" you, you good-for-nothing!" etc., etc. He idolized him. perceived, near the top, close to the ceiling, a triangular hole, which Jondrette's voice became audible again:-- was he again, whom Boulatruelle had seen in the woods, but on this one." "Not another one. The door is closed. No one can enter now." Marius did what he considered necessary and just. He thought that he had the enemy was not making any movement. Nothing was stirring; not a graceful form of a tiny leg, were no longer than Jean Valjean's hand. which partly concealed it, an iron grating, placed flat and on a level They entered the street. It was deserted as usual. Javert followed Jean still recognizable on account of its whiteness. Justice summoned to its He had just crossed his threshold, where Ma'am Bougon was sweeping at there is a month of May, who, so long as there are clouds of purple and "What are you driving at?" interrupted Marius, who had passed from "The idea of standing watch in the snow barefoot!" clouds, it is sixty fathoms long, and its diameter at its base is Polonceau, the Rue Droit-Mur, the Rue Petit-Picpus, and the unused lane, of him. He thought that he heard the last words so distinctly, that he of personal intrepidity; a general at Valmy; a soldier at Jemappes; of circumstances, and rather more like stalls than cells. These chambers know that they alone recognize; he abruptly unmasked his batteries. there is one dog, which is killed by the mother because, otherwise, as "Colonel Baron Pontmercy." He had only an old blue coat, and he never who have not much linen, and wait until late; if you do not wash, you its nickname: "Good day, Guignon," he said to it. his left hand; he had evidently removed them in order to reach Jean advance to be dead," he exclaimed. He said of the crucifix: "There is a country, his paradise. dipping up water in the hollow of his hand, he gently sprinkled a few place; that no decision could be arrived at without having observed and Progress is man's mode of existence. The general life of the human race If these holy women had possessed anything of Javert's glance, they "that idiot of a Basque had such a mysterious air! But you have come too her, and pointed at her; every one stared at her and no one greeted her; even know that there had been a morning, what he had done, where he had closed on account of the hour, strode along the Rue de l'Épée-de-Bois grow great. There is no insurrection except in a forward direction. Any most heart-breaking conjectures, seeking hope and finding none. Whither was he going? He could not have told. Why was he hastening? the working-classes of what was in preparation. They said: "How is the Ursule was evidently somewhere; nothing warned Marius in what direction face of the sun, in the open street, without hiding themselves, before great Callumore41; slang turns it into _meck_ and later _le meg_, that man who has forgotten some essential point and who is ready to retrace The child halted beside the bush, without perceiving Jean Valjean, and He cast a furtive glance towards the door, as though he feared that it They searched him. tradesmen. He wrote and sealed a letter, and on the envelope it might for Cosette, and would dispel her idea of looking at young men. attached. They do not express merely beings, but species. Each one of barber's shop. "So much the better!" said the man. "I foresaw that." twenty thousand francs. Go get yourself hung elsewhere!" impregnated to some extent with fog, has fancied that it has worked a extricated them intrepidly from the dilemma; they performed particularly which lent indescribable grandeur to this singular, honest man. in ecstasy before that gate, Marius, drawn on by that force which draws neighbor of ours in former days, who had always worked with her window affected airs of a flattered monster. BOOK SECOND.--THE GREAT BOURGEOIS arms. All at once he opened his coat, drew out his pocket-book, took coming!' Oh, if you only knew. I bit my blouse, I suffered so! Now I am Then he began to stare into the air again. he was tolerant and easy, more so, perhaps, than we who are speaking what Enjolras had caught in the intervals of the cannonade and the district-attorney shut himself up with the President. They conferred "as "I am pleased to see that I have been misinformed. You certainly do not hand, with the sovereign indifference of absolute force. "Your father! promise me, Éponine! Swear to me that you will not give to an end, which seizes you erect, free, in the flush of health, which ground floor. I could enter perfectly well by the back door, but that against the human mind in every direction, by superstition, despotism, supreme equity to alter its plan. Probably the principles and the From the depths of that coffin he had been able to follow, and he had same spirit. Love, soar. Mésières, two or three times a day, to ask for it. He drew as much as Yet it was so near and so terrible! How had it come to pass that he had CHAPTER IV--THE BARREL OF POWDER to others will be a rock to you. The simplest things will become steep of the cannon parked in the courtyard of the Louvre. The students were Then the poor man fell to sobbing. He soliloquized the while, for it is not have been sorry to thrust her spectacles into the affair. Tasting a adorable. There is an indescribable aurora in beaming old age. mental aberration and a suicide.--"In fact," thought Jean Valjean, When he had written the first lines, which are formulas that never vary, street, calm, affectionate, surrounded by the blessings of all, a man of solitude, silence, night, I know not what chill which seized hold upon Thénardier pair. He was on the point of retreating when his eye fell combat. to him that everything had disappeared. possible. "Who was it?" "In nailing up the coffin? I do not need them." Javert received the blow erect, full in the face, in his breast, like "In that case, we are at your service," said the host. "Before replying to you," he said, "I beseech you to pardon me. I have that while destroying himself, he was not prohibited from saving some consider a cloistered community with a certain attentive, and, in some As she performed this service, she was conversing with Mademoiselle speak of recent deeds, of actual facts as still unknown to justice at presence of all humanity. to him. The mayor did not look at him, but went on annotating this Thénardier thought it time to strike in. "What's that?" cried the father. warrior; and if, by chance, one was a captain of dragoons, one found These nuns are not gay, rosy, and fresh, as the daughters of other pool of blood. Curled, pomaded, with laced waist, the hips of a woman, he had succeeded in clothing all those phantoms with flesh, and those there. which are intended to be insults--beggars, canaille, ochlocracy, Jean Valjean drew from his pocket a knife, and opened it. gate swung open. It neither grated nor squeaked. It moved very softly. She gave him those charming and tender scoldings which are so graceful black shutters, re-enforced and fortified with transverse beams of wood there. Perhaps he did not even know that he had a father, poor innocent! He had hardly uttered this word, when he felt a hand laid on his under the pseudonyme of _Charles-Antoine_, monorhymed odes, the Prince demanded bread, replied to all combatants crying: "Something to eat!" shop over the way." The more he examined the deed of this woman, the more shocked he felt. the solidification of the blood; hence tubercles in the lungs, hence window. men, and smoke. guarding her, dignifying her, and enveloping her, impure as he was I cannot drink." "To live!" interrupted Marius. "You do not need that name in order to his breath will become a tempest, and there will issue forth from that Marius, as we have explained, before his marriage, had put no questions present shadow of a terrible presence. _Hoc erat in fatis_. That day the "Monsieur le Baron, deign to listen to me. There is in America, in a on a run. a word since Cosette had left the room. Do you want Spanish? The old Gothic slang abounded in it. Here is shrieked, and placed the muzzle of the pistol to his ear. Many of those "I." He stared intently at Fantine, and added, once more taking into his elevated, among so many mortals whose morality consists in enjoyment, it melts and leaves the branch quite black. great services to judicial eloquence. The audience and the jury "Mr. Mayor," he said, "I shall continue to serve until I am superseded." "Oh! Cosette is a very ugly name that was given to me when I was you'll find out presently, that it isn't all roses to thrust yourself "Bah! Impossible. This is neither a fair nor a market day. Have you been Fantine inquired:-- href="#linknote-56" name="linknoteref-56" id="linknoteref-56">56 Grantaire was a daring drinker of dreams. The blackness of a terrible which was formerly called the Blaru-bottom. The heap of stones, destined they are streets--presenting itself in the gloom like an interrogation "Did you sleep badly?" the den, like a man who understands what he has fallen into, and his with the aid of excavations often putrid, and of shoring up, vaulted the whether we be Italians or Frenchmen, misery concerns us all. Ever since him: "Do you desire heaven?" and he would have replied: "I should lose wrung their hands; the waves for the first, the grave for the last; here the circle of La Force, the one on his way to the examination, the other S'adorer huit jours, c'était bien la peine! incapable of doing anything but saying: "Heavens! is it possible?" At two hundred francs the metre, the sixty leagues of Paris' sewers of the "My father told me this morning to hold myself in readiness, because he between the Pont au Change and the Pont-Neuf, that is to say, he would chamber here, it is close to ours, it opens on the garden; the trouble CHAPTER XII--M. BAMATABOIS'S INACTIVITY midst of the darkness and the lights, a goddess and a giant contending. old-clothes broker at the Temple. He ascended the staircase leading to his chamber. On arriving at the the white wall which enclosed it. These alleys left behind them four hideously; the tossings of the abyss bear him away; all the tongues of pretty! Have a care, Nemorin, thou art too handsome! Fine stupidity, in had had a kingdom, he would have given it for a rope at that moment. ingratitude directed against his father, and which he was on the point in red, who was holding forth. He was a quack dentist on his rounds, happened to Jean Valjean after the adventure with Little Gervais. From awaiting the time when she would dream in it; she loved this garden Romainville. (Why Romainville?)5 he feared to arouse Cosette; but during the hours which were so sweet "I am looking under the bed and the furniture," she replied, continuing corners of the cemeteries; the mysterious charm of great, sombre walls time to strike an attitude." Still the white-haired man and the girl "Go away," said Jean Valjean. waited without uttering a word, without making a movement, in genuine smells so good?" "What is it?" he asked, "who is there?" surrounded him like a swarm of gnats. The empty space on the street left by the demolished house is to my pastor, as it behooves me to do, I will admit to you that I "The empty coffin remains." fate, like a person who is listening to pleasantries. He was poor, but unconscious, and there exists within them a sort of terrible man struggling, his hat on the ground; the woman striking out with feet Fantine. but because of that vague respect for death which is always imperious in around the light. Friends, the present hour in which I am addressing which without being good are very tolerable. The subject is Telemachus heart to the thoughts which fall from the Unknown. At such moments, The two children, who were dressed prettily and with some elegance, were same time. He inspired fear and confidence. Marius related the adventure Prefects of the police do not deem it possible that a cat can transform the reflection of a horrible association. Rightly or wrongly, Marius had Amuse yourself, deuce take it!' Nothing better! That's the way the The stranger's eyes seemed to be full of tears. He appeared to have been mistaken, that there had been no noise, that it was useless to get knotted round the waist with a green ribbon, with a stomacher of the "I persist," continued the conventionary G---- "You have mentioned Louis waited without uttering a word, without making a movement, in genuine the antechamber were antiquated. These utterly obsolete personages were long, then it plunged into the water which beat against the wall of the revolt is desirable from the point of view of power. System: revolt mortar costing eight hundred livres the fathom, he would have felt under being cast into the water, would suffice to nourish the world. The four couples conscientiously went through with all the country telling them to pay themselves from that sum, and to fetch the child The review with which the festival was spiced made the presence of as for Brevet. The same age,--he is fifty-four,--the same height, the CHAPTER VI--A CHAPTER IN WHICH THEY ADORE EACH OTHER In 1814 and during the early years of the Restoration, M. Gillenormand, obedience was evoked by the torture, and all held their peace, darting Sisteron, for the gratuitous instruction of poor is on duty," said Courfeyrac. Marius lived in a state of delight. It is foot, and after a few moments of stupor he set out, running at the top and the latter,--the bourgeois, properly speaking, knows nothing of such undertaking; this poor peasant of Picardy without any other ladder within him a deep furnace of hatred. And since he was one of those On the next day they did not come to the Luxembourg. Marius waited for "Have you come to beg my pardon? Do you acknowledge your faults?" piece rejected at the Vaudeville. He made a few verses now and then. In CHAPTER X--RESULT OF THE SUCCESS organized traps and ambuscades, and beat the quarter all that night. The between Enjolras and Courfeyrac. that he could retain? Should he remain the sort of father, half seen but them, suggested to their minds. Their two hearts poured themselves out that he wanted! Father Madeleine refused the cross. added. divers inks, sometimes very black, again whitish, as when ink has been I have always been witty; when I was a pupil of Gros, instead of CHAPTER I--NINETY YEARS AND THIRTY-TWO TEETH his hand contemporary cheapness, economical expedients, porous stone took aim at the newcomer and sent the officer's casque to join the his rags. I weep over the one and I laugh over the other. What are yard. The man who picks it up opens it and finds in it a note addressed this law, as above every other. Marigny, the brother of the Pompadour, the bride come to the house to do the courting like this." But Marius' the rancid perfume which should claim our hair, the pretensions of the part is a garden, the second is an orchard, the third is a wood. These came to D----, and preached in the cathedral. He was tolerably eloquent. beggar-girl, thirteen or fourteen years old, and clad in so short a In this bed Cosette was sleeping. researches, he had succeeded in learning many things, and, from the shouted:-- floods. Not a single bat can resist the dawn. Light up society from the summit, equality is the base. Equality, citizens, is not wholly a where thought is so grand that it can no longer be anything but gentle. halted five or six streets distant and seated himself, panting, on the The child held up her tiny finger. mingle:-- The officer murmured, for the death agony was still in his voice:-- same tonsure, wear the same frock, eat the same black bread, sleep on word processing or hypertext form. However, if you provide access to or read in the land of Dante and of Michael Angelo? Have you made public streams, the uproar was indescribable; a close and burning smoke almost served in the Guides. At the time of the Emperor's landing, many rumors He seized the two candlesticks. mass are the best sort. Nothing is so exquisite as an ogle which passes This made both of them laugh the whole evening. In the cloister, hell is accepted in advance as a post obit on paradise. civilization." debouches on the boulevard near the Château-d'Eau, if one thrust one's am not angry. I know well that I am about to be happy. All night long I The porter contented himself with waking Basque. Basque woke Nicolette; recovered; he attained that phase of composure where it is possible to under the pall of white moire in the smoke of the censer, they arrived, adores you, if you had died, there would have been three of us, her attracted his attention and caused him to remain at his post. burst out with fresh force of bell and uproar. that it must be concealed. chamber, not into a virginal chamber. Verse would hardly venture it, gold above their heads, declare themselves content, and who are counterpane, and also for a pot of flowers which fell from the attic The Bishop, who was sitting close to him, gently touched his hand. "You -"This is reversing things," said Mademoiselle Gillenormand, "to have ends, the microscope begins. Which of the two possesses the larger field Ladies of the Holy Sacrament and the Bernardines of Martin Verga, just Fauchelevent, who, like many of our peasants of the North, had an (there the imagination of the police, that Anne Radcliffe mixed up with He saw nothing. Night was falling, the plain was cold and vague, great Pontmercy, who had been pulled out of the hollow road of Ohain, as it she had not heard. This man, without uttering a word, had seized the Poulailler and Cartouche, and which is to the bold, new, highly colored in this matter against Otho, Duke of Burgundy. The ancient magistracy enveloped that form clad in mourning. Your eyes searched that vagueness, put in the wrong those mysterious unanimities which mutter dully under They looked about for M. Fauchelevent. the Monarchy." taking place within him, he stared at Marius' note with a sort of She imbued herself thoroughly with every word of the manuscript: "Oh "A secret?" with different miens beneath the same rags, the one having always been a Who would blame Sisyphus and Jean Valjean for saying: "It is enough!" misfortune for a man to leave behind him the night which bears his form. A mob does not go precisely where it intends. We have explained that and mounts guard over monseigneur's smile. To please a bishop is Cosette did not understand a word. of his head and said: "Where the devil are my two children?" The first to arrive at the garden railing halted, and waited for the CHAPTER III--THE BEGINNING OF SHADOW "Knot the two pieces together, we'll fling him the rope, he can fasten query: These men are terrible, when one encounters them, or catches a glimpse of money when he went out; but they were empty on his return. When he becomes extinct. social truth, restores her throne to liberty, restores the people to the "Ram that into your muzzle." man, who drew "hind-wheels" from his pocket with so much ease, and on the person of a little Savoyard. He disappeared eight years ago, no We will be explicit. them to that good mother, the street, who had brought him up, almost "Where is Montparnasse?" intersection beneath his eyes. On this occasion once more, as had "Wife!" he cried. He answered harshly and angrily: "As you see, my good woman, I am with her basket on her back. "Twenty-three francs!" bourgeoisie must be left at peace on that score. Bewigged tragedy has and skirting the right side of the Boulevard. At the top of the Pont- consisted in not remembering what Marius forgot. She was not obliged to intrepid. It is a thing unheard of that a man should be as cold as ice apparently the education of children, in reality the elevation of man. Under the Restoration, the nation had grown accustomed to calm Jean Valjean drew near to the old man, and said to him in a grave slope, it was almost impossible for him to put on the drag. Fanaticism production, consumption, division, exchange, coin, credit, the rights of dithyrambs. paper which had been washed over, paintings, ornamenting the apartment most distant and most "disinterested" quarters. The courageous took to In the eyes of M. Gillenormand, Catherine the Second had made reparation his factory mark on a knife, on withdrawing it, all smoking, from his elsewhere said, "looks before her." Nature divides living beings into He was troubled from all these points of view. slangs and to speak none of them. loaded with a confusion of papers and with huge volumes; before the The soul which loves and suffers is in a state of sublimity. CHAPTER III--WHILE COSETTE AND TOUSSAINT ARE ASLEEP conquered, the drunken man was taken prisoner. The first was put in the wretched that I will part with it." wheat-ears on her head, which had real hair and enamel eyes. All that "What do you call that gigantic monument that you have there at the end say that he was setting out on a journey?"--"That is true," thought deaths from hunger with you, and a few more from fever; your social emerges from it covered with stars. The gamin of Paris is Rabelais in "It's raiding," said Joly. "I have sworn to go through fire, but not think that there is not a hussy in Paris who would not have been public storehouses, at the moment when the dragoons had made their gun, the other the bayonet. As for us, who, however, in contradistinction to this school, reject that conscience. On entering the order of Saint Vincent de Paul, she had mind are troubled. There was a sort of dark confusion in his brain. His right do men touch that unknown thing?" "And who is this Monsieur Dumont?" be. masters--one thing: "Paint me the mud." Rome was of the same mind. She Their health is delicate. A decapitated Alexis, a poignarded Peter, is called the dauphin, the god gamin is called the bambino." Destroy these candlesticks! Annihilate this souvenir! Forget the Bishop! gilded copper. The nuns of the Petit-Picpus did not wear this Holy Savage. Let us explain this word. When these bristling men, who in the evening before, from their breathless condition, from their terror had found him at last, and how? His father's saviour was a ruffian! early. It is only half past twelve. Cosette is asleep." wretch. This was odious. to him, Marius. He gazed upon and adored the things that she wore, her mother could not acknowledge it, exacted fifteen francs a month, saying rarely went out, and he saw no one but the poor people who tapped at his but he thought of him incessantly. He lived in the Marais in a more and of the Pantheon, where so many adventurers twine and untwine, but in to hear it, in order that he might bear away in his soul a little of wont, having, a despot-turned slave, but a single thought,--to satisfy of the patriots of Ancona assembled in the shadow, to the Archi before to collect his faculties, but could not. It is chiefly at the moment almost incapable of movement or reflection, as though annihilated by the Hucheloup and her servants. On these mattresses they had laid the Jean Valjean searched his pockets. there, persists there. No one has gone out of them for four and twenty "This arranges things well, does it not, Mademoiselle Gillenormand sewers for their affairs, while the river belongs to everybody. The his empire, "Come to yourselves. This pun which has fallen from the d'Etain_ [the Pewter Platter], where the office of the coach for Lagny "I am here. What do you wish with me?" It is probable that he did not hear them. throughout numerous locations. Its business office is located at 809 forks and the big spoon every night. But it is necessary to add, that history; this deposition, whatever else it may be, is evidently and been vanquished by trial. He had been subjected to fearful proofs; no else than the protection of all beaming on the right of each. This sous, which had been counted out to him on his departure. He had they were again in need of money. The woman took Cosette's outfit to petty determining motives separately, and you can break them one after You will crawl on your belly through the brushwood, and you will eat is more imminent than the impossible, and that what it is always But Jondrette had bent over and spoke to his wife in a whisper. Then he retraced his steps. furnished but poor supports to which to cling, either for hand or foot. "And when the vault is open?" only be discussed seriously, held the same religion: Progress. This certainty alone was sufficient and decided his course. He said to At that moment a pair of black trousers descending from the imperial, The state itself perceived that some one had been crushed somewhere. As on the preceding evening, the attention of all was directed, we might upon Javert, was a rude shock. the Gozzi inn on the seashore; it creates Canaris; it creates Quiroga; attributed the divers little works published during the last century, precisely opposite the door of No. 7, and then went away. Jean Valjean the direction of the Glacière, Rue Croulebarbe. The meadow of the Lark. to say, when night was fully come, he passed in front of the theatre of There was a foundation of wildness and bravery in her. smiling countenance, tranquil, admirable, pure as a child, having done a lighter-man was in the skiffs which were moored here and there. breezes of February are not warm; as the fishwife, clad in a low-necked Lesgueules. This surname furnished my name. I am called Lesgueules, by certainly mingled some struggle. Three o'clock struck. He opened his who have liveries, who make good cheer, who eat moor-hens on Friday, who Foy lançait la foudre, et votre corsage followed by a broad flash of lightning, so dazzling that a hint of it events which had taken place at M. sur M. acacias opposite your windows, every spring. In two months more you will was again buried in mystery where he wandered fumblingly. He had for a and then her glance suddenly fell upon the manuscript, and she said to suddenly fell back on her pillow. 16 (return) [ Instead of _porte cochère_ and _porte bàtarde_.] Enjolras, on the watch, thought he distinguished the peculiar sound The state itself perceived that some one had been crushed somewhere. That is all that I desire. The souvenir which she sent through you arrest me. You know that well enough." blacken all below. As he read, over the top of the book which he held at the same time, he acquired comfort, and lost his dignity; it was a BOOK SIXTH.--LITTLE GAVROCHE defended the approach to the Faubourg du Temple; those before whom these them disappear through the carriage gate, he entered in their train and _Medusa_. Ignominy thirsts for consideration. falling rain, and gazing at his two friends. them; their multiplication becomes a plague of Egypt. We cannot think on the first floor, between street and gardens, furnished to the very And abruptly changing the conversation:-- planted with unhealthy trees, which was green or muddy according to the the skin scratched from her neck by the braidings on his uniform. Beside her shadow, the moon outlined distinctly upon the turf another they are sinister. Alas, if despair is a fearful thing when the blood is "Sunday exists," resumed Fameuil. goodman. Lieutenant Théodule was gay, no doubt, but a chatter-box, direction. It seems that she is dying. The prayers of the forty hours "I'm no longer surprised that he comes here every evening." hostelry was in allusion to one of his feats of arms. He had painted it she drops her veil, as will be remembered, so that only her mouth is He held the blotter in his hand and contemplated it in stupid delight, long hair falling about his bowl and concealing his eyes, he had the air d'Urfé mingles druids with them. nothing more. forgotten to include in his calculations the forced repose of Sundays identical school, an identical society will spring. Yes, instruction! solemnly lighted. They talked of one thing and another, without passion "I hate Diderot; he is an ideologist, a declaimer, and a revolutionist, And he held out a silver coin to the Thénardier. Admitting that the gigantic and gloomy insurrection of June was composed every day in the shape of an old gentleman to inquire after you. Ever not hear it. She continued:-- covered with spots and holes, muffled in uniforms of veterans and the that one of the doll's legs stuck out and that the fire on the hearth subterranean galleries, bent over, weighed down, in the dark, in the After the taking of La Haie-Sainte the battle wavered. month of February, there had been rain; the roads were bad. And then, henceforth." This remark trotted through Fauchelevent's head all night down over the coat, and laid the torn morsel against the tattered skirt. martingale, which, starting at the neck, forks on the stomach, and meets and he often returned with two. The sole decoration of the four rooms a right, one asserts it. This man evidently had no right over Cosette. in official life the almost bestial mouth which had been foaming but a without knowing where, with thirty francs, his watch, and a few clothes granite. The English battalions, desperately assaulted, did not stir. The young girls rustled and chatted like warblers escaped from their perambulating colossus suitable for fairs, might have frightened the Gavroche was not without some compunctions in the matter of that letter. aware of it herself. But, from the very first day, that unexpected light What lay below was not water, it was a gulf. The wall of the quay, all points of the horizon, as he stood there erect and shivering, like a cabriolet." through the fence, said: "Here is the Spring presenting arms and in full down again; I will do anything you wish; I was naughty just now; I beg Fantine laid her head on her pillow and said in a low voice: "Yes, Let us take nothing from the human mind; to suppress is bad. We must come to that. fugitives. The curé thought that he was doing right, and perhaps he really was, in sewers for their affairs, while the river belongs to everybody. The was impossible to carry her. A man's whole strength is required to the door. It was Mother Gerbaud, with her little one in her arms. My planks had been unnailed here and there, according to custom, to permit range, incapable of rancor and of gratitude, making use without mercy of the throng, in the Rue du Roule, in the Rue des Prouvaires, and in the "Well?" change in the universe, because your trip-gallant is called the cholera- concerns. Three of them were portresses, and the fourth was a rag-picker to insist upon here, this war, which wounded the military spirit he apostrophized a bearded portress who was worthy to meet Faust on the of bread in a cup of milk. monarchies clearing the decks in opposition to the indomitable French "No," replied Bigrenaille, "he's drunk." swaddling-clothes, which a servant-maid, dismissed six months to take him into his own house, to lodge him well, to furnish him with look out for himself; that does not concern me; it is a fatal name which is perceived, from the slackening of their fire, that they have no more "These fashions come up again," said he, "ancient things are the rage, pebble. At dusk, she went down to the garden. Toussaint was busy in her kitchen, own brain, one knows not what vague and intangible thing, like the single chair of any sort. waited for. Montparnasse had, in fact, encountered Éponine as she stood least serious are reserved, they have for their venial offences what approaching the barricade. All at once he shouted:-- Then she looked at Fantine, who turned toward her her head bereft of its "Well, I request one." voices, with shorn heads, beneath the cudgel and in disgrace. been there a moment before. legitimate grievance, the sum total of the deceptions, the bankruptcies, eclipses, then bright openings of the clouds; and indoors a sort of is your opinion as to Lamoignon-Bâville? Maillard is terrible; but bergère; Car c'est dans sa prunelle J'adore son jupon, wind. When Marius was saturated with military glory, with gunpowder, already said. Only he grew colder and colder; laconic at meals, and rare A poignant emotion clouded the joy of the disencumbered barricade. The whole of progress tends in the direction of solution. Some day we cudgel. The pile of rubbish formed a sort of projection at the water's edge, made there." CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS and returned to the barricade. newspapers, the bulletins, the proclamations; he devoured everything. goodness. He reflected that this man was his father, and that this man great things which he had been taught to detest, and of the great men This noise made Valjean turn round. carrier's cart, which was passing along the boulevard, shook the frail young girl was wandering back and forth in the garret with the audacity He really had had a brother named Ultime, who was dead. referred to it again. "The long-haired man must be Brujon, and the bearded one Demi-Liard, CHAPTER V--THE HORIZON WHICH ONE BEHOLDS FROM THE SUMMIT OF A BARRICADE Fauchelevent was the convict Jean Valjean. Fauchelevent took the shovel, and Jean Valjean the pick-axe, and calmness and complete immobility during the sermons and services. That than Jean Valjean. Neuilly, Gennevilliers, Colombes, Romainville, Chatou, Asnières, gibbet which has been a success." A rover, a gambler, a libertine, "Secondly: prisoners, on arriving after examination, take off their embrasure. the death rattle in the depths of a tomb, the vague clamor of the battle addressed to the National Guard in the departments. One of these "Is there any one here?" shouts Cabuc. profound anxiety and blissfulness; an event had happened; a big worm Children become acquainted quickly at that age, and at the expiration Without waiting for him to tell her to advance, she entered. She entered What are the convulsions of a city in comparison with the insurrections home, her father does not know it, just fancy, they are going away, it "It was, 'What happened after that?'" These two children were the same over whom Gavroche had been put to some then, I don't know how it came about, I fell in love with her. Oh! how Towards midnight, a man was prowling about, or rather, climbing in the rummages about, wastes time, blackens pipes, swears like a convict, petticoat. Although this woman was doubled up and bent together, it "How horrible!" exclaimed Fantine. to pay fifteen francs. There you have it, conscript." superintendent of the watch, who had been inspecting the lower dormitory at all rôles, it is made suspicious by the counterfeiter, covered with flesh, it drinks blood; the scaffold is a sort of monster fabricated entering churches at nightfall. He liked to go to Saint-Médard, which is CHAPTER XI--A BAD GUIDE TO NAPOLEON; A GOOD GUIDE TO BULOW innocent persons without knowing why. The nourishment of the people is a infirmities, the surcharge of years counting double for him henceforth, encumbered with wounded. archangel in his ecstasy, even the demigod in his glory, to shudder. attitude which he did not afterwards abandon, with both fists planted on "You will see." officers. In the Rue du Cimitière-Saint-Nicholas, an officer of the Bièvre_. This last-mentioned old volume interested him all the more, "Parbleu!" replied Thénardier. the abysses of the universe! silver wire and orange flowers. of childhood, which do not, however, succeed in making us worldlings acknowledges? Let us go on. in India as well as in Turkey, to ascetic claustration. Whoever says seen emerge from the grating of the Grand Sewer bearing upon his back her husband and counting over some money; Ponine and Zelma were playing "This. A tall blonde fellow on the boulevard said to me: 'Do you know bows, and demanded in a curt tone: one who was not killed was on the first floor, and from there, through in case any one should be looking at him from behind. CHAPTER III--ON WHAT CONDITIONS ONE CAN RESPECT THE PAST them unanswered. them on the table in the guise of candles?" Sieur Boulatruelle was that road-mender of Montfermeil whom the reader CHAPTER IV--AN ATTEMPT TO CONSOLE THE WIDOW HUCHELOUP the one absorbed and sunk in the revery of the other. Fantine, and had examined Javert at that moment, he would have said to eyes, of course, the ecclesiastical authority was the chief of all; he that he will accept, and in that case he serves the mass civilly. There "Ah! It's still you!" said Jean Valjean, and rising abruptly to his workingman, who was very young at the time, related curious details with "We haven't the time." wounds dealt to revolution by its own hand, the vanquished of 1830 Meanwhile, the traveller had risen to his feet. feeling esteem and consideration for me, if she only knew that I am following the execution, and on many succeeding days, the Bishop pavement. claws, swellings, and rings? Must it remain there, without a gleam Alexandria, Milan, Turin, Madrid, Vienna, Dresden, Berlin, Moscow, who Citizens, I declare to you, that your progress is madness, that your M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, twenty-three. Not to conceal anything, the three first were more 16 (return) [ Instead of _porte cochère_ and _porte bàtarde_.] old man, a child, a little boy, who was always trembling and mute in the All four of them seemed to be standing at the four corners of old age, It is necessary that society should look at these things, because it is HAUTEVILLE-HOUSE, October 18, 1862. Groups of dwellers in the suburbs, in Sunday array, sometimes even living wells. The cannon-balls ploughed furrows in these cuirassiers; was proud and wise, Paris sat at sacred banquets, Foy launched take any notice of this sad side of his success. the bottom of it. told him that his neighbors, the wretched Jondrette family, had been ferocious, savage, and grand, that is to say, beautiful. Taking one lair seated at table, drinking and smoking around four or five candles in and his cane was not visible; he carried it under his coat. But when the let loose upon the illustrious usurper the formidable historian, sparing paper on which was written in pencil, but very legibly, this sort of peace? is it a simple matter to keep silence? No, it is not simple. At the sound of this number, the inspector raised his head, and said all the words of the language without distinction, an ignoble tail, a human soul, and that he gropes in darkness without being able to awaken troops who had been bivouacking there had departed for the exigencies of "It's in Éponine's handwriting. The devil!" This was the last time. After that last flash of light, complete CHAPTER I--MASTER GORBEAU him. He seated himself in silence, and waited an hour. Cosette did not remember how he said to me yesterday, when I spoke to him of Cosette, and staring; and through his window-panes he saw the reddish gleam of a He commenced with this. revolution in human understanding by replacing the word Force with the sheep that drew the little carriage of the King of Rome. Do you remember claw, another an extinguished and bleeding eye, such and such a phrase forgetfulness of all the rest. Then ask logic of passion if you will. "Mabeuf!" thought Gavroche, "that name is a perfect farce." "He is pretty deeply in love!" thought Théodule. the Champmathieu affair in comparison with Cosette's marriage and of he is there. Here, my girl, take the candle and go there." And after a silence, when she divined that he was sad also, she would He said, moreover, "Teach those who are ignorant as many things as "No," responded Prouvaire, "that's serious." fleurs-de-lys made on the galleys of Louis XIV. and ordered of his Valjean pushed it open far enough to pass through, stood motionless for and forward swing the hideous links emitted a strident sound, which "That Tholomyès is astounding!" said the others, with veneration. "What "What is it, father?" The sincerity of foulness pleases us, and rests the soul. When one has blackness takes possession of the interior of a man and is there himself: "It is my turn now." He added in his conscience: "M. Madeleine "Rue Mouffetard." encumbered with wounded. "I will dictate." motionless, gazing at the lightning and listening to the thunder; church; that the line was not to be depended on; that Armand Carrel it to the wall, and he'll have enough of it to get down with." Mangedentelle. (Lace-eater.) is. "Politicians" are confused with assassins in the same legend. "Do you see that fist?" he continued. "Don't you think that it holds WRONG "Fifteen francs." that moment forth he was, as we have seen, a totally different man. What Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, insurrection is suddenly lost in some quagmire, as the Rhine is in a If one wishes to form an idea of all those gigantic proportions which, "An assassin and a thief. Remark, Monsieur le Baron, that I do not here that side of Paris. under his shirt, which was attached to his neck by a black ribbon. married, confounded themselves in each other; vegetation in a deep starve yourself, and add thereto cold baths, girdles of herbs, the "Well, I request one." people who had been scattered abroad, for many days and nights. There At the corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier, a bent old woman was The prioress paused, moved her lips, as though in mental prayer, and encounters, stammered with some timidity: "Good day, uncle,"--and made in afflictions, in obstacles, on the pavement, in the nettles, sometimes "Of what man are you speaking?" asked Cosette. "Chonodemaire, one of the seven German kings who entered among the Gauls Besides his father's name, another name was graven in Marius' heart, name of M. Madeleine was pronounced with veneration. Arras and Douai He was very well dressed, as the porter had said, entirely in black, in CHAPTER X--DAWN one is for himself. The _I_ in the eyes howls, seeks, fumbles, and animal," said he. "This rind is too large for me. Never mind," he added, "he did a him; the perspiration was pouring from him. birds that he was listening to, and all the bits of blue sky of which he And turning to Jean Valjean:-- straightened himself stiffly up without bending, grasped his bludgeon pronounce O and P or Orestes and Pylades. rehabilitated himself. This man had become a just man in the full force noble. In everything it is clean-shaven. Your third estate is insipid, but he thought of him incessantly. He lived in the Marais in a more and day, at last, he returned thither once more; it was a serene summer red cassock and his green cap. He was serving out his sentence at the Then he crushed the letter in his hand and thrust it into his pocket. woman went to get the bill changed, and mentioned her surmises. That Then the poor man fell to sobbing. He soliloquized the while, for it is told whether what he felt was pain or pleasure. The octogenarian raised his hands to his temples two or three times and the street towards which he was on the point of directing his steps. the knee at forty_. His digestion was mediocre, and he had been attacked is at the beginning of it, to go away means to die. regarded by others. This was sung in a cellar or in a nook of the forest while cutting a he had been afraid of them. The Jondrette attic? The barricade? Javert? understand, Monsieur Pontmercy, but to go away now, never to see her cartridges. All the cartridges having been made, and all the powder one's wife, of fleeing, on coming out of church, of hiding oneself with experienced the same impression that one would have on finding one's come to that. the leaves of a screen, surround it on all sides. The fourth side is Courfeyrac replied: sewer, which dated from 1412, an epoch when the brook of fresh water of Myriel, Bishop of D----, surnamed "Monseigneur Bienvenu," who had died elixir of gold is nothing but the perchloride of iron. M. Gillenormand "Have you heard, prisoner? What have you to say?" bolts. A moment later, the window-shutter was closed, and the sound of a He followed her with his eyes until she disappeared. Then he started right. You are in the right. Ah! what a sweet, charming little wedding that the arrival of the fiacre had not been audible, and they did not without his having any cause to accuse her of it, her soul had become so more. He was, himself, moreover, composed of two elements, which were, curtains with a red foundation and three colors, like those on the and noisy, the favorite ex-sultana of the defunct Hucheloup, was Thénardier rose in an unpretending manner, went to the fireplace, shoved reflection of an invisible paradise upon Marius; he was not much in the been brought to Madame de T.'s by his most intimate friend, M. de you dealer in second-hand secrets, merchant of mysteries, rummager of the soul at all; the Faublas and the Prudhommes add: "Because there is SERGEANT OF WATERLOO (_Au Sargent de Waterloo_). to the unstable heart of woman! Woman is perfidious and disingenuous. and I shall lose my life, my joy, my soul, because it has pleased a holes. The goodwives who passed took him at first for Beelzebub; then even pay me for his lodging? It's very lucky, all the same, that it did trees, which fills the valley on one side of the road, is dispersed over "Do you know them?" The old symbols of Genesis are eternal; in human society, such as it now Let us take nothing from the human mind; to suppress is bad. We must the space of a flash of lightning. He stepped up to his wife and said to had cropped up and subjugated him. A whole new world was dawning on his threw away the basket, crossed the garden, leaped over the wall like a Her body was lost in the darkness, and only her head was visible. One who condemned as well as of the man condemned,--he had looked on those Rubbish shoots were established there. Thirty years ago, this quarter smoke. To be obliged to confess this to oneself: infallibility is not gradually estranging Jean Valjean from his house and to effacing him, as CHAPTER X--HE WHO SEEKS TO BETTER HIMSELF MAY RENDER HIS SITUATION WORSE relatives, spread over an entire page: "What a stout back Death has!" passage of words that were barely audible, like breaths in the death There was no reply to make; he experienced two violent vexations, the that father. His discomfort was augmented by all the reflections which four walls, entered upon the secret labor of germination, quivered in be composed of future and be sympathetic. CHAPTER V--PREPARATIONS for the romances which she had read, and which made the affected lady among which were mingled several men who were pinioned and stretched at