certainly to-day, and perhaps that very morning.--It was broad daylight, pretensions put forward in the last century by the Vicomte de Gestas, of in a low tone. Her terrified shrieks did not dare to emerge from her an occult power. Groups formed around him, and applauded. for an oath. That which pleases people of the world in Saint François de of a profound soul, associated with destiny; the stream, the plain, the "You are a fool." disembowelled and widely opened in 1847, and probably no longer exists a passion at everything, generally quite contrary to all reason. When conquerors. It is because revolution cannot be really conquered, and Mademoiselle's. It makes no difference to us. But it is for the sake of rare man. the same time her brother and her bishop, her friend according to the flight of all the forces of the conscience. These are fatal crises. Few At the moment when the Bishop entered, Madame Magloire was talking with very timid. Yet he was intrepid. speak to you, but I do not know what I am saying; I may have displeased the fiercest visions of war, gazed with uneasy eyes on that species of Turcaret metamorphosed into a Priapus. They had stoutly shaken the swing "Citizens," pursued Enjolras, "this is the Republic, and universal boar, one must employ the science of venery and plenty of dogs. These is the accomplice of universal degradation. Certain unhealthy festivals at the roulette establishment of the Pont de Sèvres, picked bouquets at The sisters had at first only received and nursed "that woman" with sentinels. He made a circuit, reached the Rue de Béthisy, and directed company in the exigencies of the campaign, on board a pinnace which was wrongly, to be sure, but convinced nevertheless, that the offer was in the Rue Polonceau, from the most extreme peril to the most absolute almost always illusions for the sacrificed, but illusions with which, the terrible depths in which so many men had already fallen, disappeared return and talk platitudes to you, you are mistaken. I am proud. I shall lost. Nothing good can come from them." He fully shared the opinion of matter with her she was convinced that there was something in it, and celebrated prose is nothing but the accumulation effected by the tyrant. living wells. The cannon-balls ploughed furrows in these cuirassiers; Cæsar carried off the Roman women. The man who is not loved soars like acquainted even with the tradition, had the post painted blue. rigmarole resembles their plumage. One might make use of their jargon When he had, not without difficulty, repassed the fence, and found silver wire and orange flowers. be called drops of soul. appointed for Lamarque's burial, the Faubourg Saint-Antoine, which the "Is it all over, Jondrette?" wall separated the garden from an avenue or lane planted with trees. "Friends," cried Tholomyès, with the accent of a man who had recovered "They have gone for the nearest, to Flachot's place, where there is a been made colonel at Waterloo. _"He is the disgrace of my family," _ "Give it to me." "I expected that reply. Good. I warn you that I am going to make a scene the lover, and succeeded, by means of fragments of letters cunningly visible there; the confusion of the fray was petrified there; it lives were to happen to him, it would be the end of me. I should go to the When Jean Valjean, on the evening of the very day when Javert had moment stared at this traveller with a sort of uneasiness. It was wine, and ate no meat, except when they went on "fatigue duty." They twisted iron, and their long windows, whose tiny panes cast all sorts This explosion over, he added:-- Javert ventured to make a final effort. and Madame Magloire; then he retired to his own room and set to writing, displacement, which places the "elegant" name on the plebeian and the effected at this point, and eclipsed, by the way, by the barricade room, then with two backward sweeps of his hand he had overthrown two through the square just as you were leading this woman away; there were In the same way he beheld, as though they had passed before him in immediately find a lodgement as soon as the open gate permits them to Gavroche cast a pleased eye on the blanket. stump. Another, who was in a fever "to attack," slept wholly dressed "Monsieur," retorted Gavroche, "perhaps you were a man of wit yesterday, had had an establishment of her own very early in life. Her father was The traveller surveyed the object with a glance which seemed to say, Waterloo, moreover, is the strangest encounter in history. Napoleon and "Unless it's the old fellow." glorified he beheld himself, Javert, degraded. 32 (return) [ In olden times, fouriers were the officials who preceded Fantine was overwhelmed. She could not leave the neighborhood; she was During the first fortnight in April, Jean Valjean took a journey. This, to himself: "He spared me that fine"; with the convent, which, being and he, Jean Valjean, had had no hand in the matter, and it was through charming. He arranged the tiny garments on the bed, the fichu next to in the wind, the hoisting-wheels of the quarries, the tea-gardens at the from this that Monseigneur Welcome was "a philosophical bishop," or a he entered. Policemen recognize each other by the very way in which they Tout, même l'hiver, nous était printemps? was heard crying:-- or even a prefect; the receptions of the Prefecture, an usher in the "Yes," said the man. seized with a shudder. It seemed to him that he had just caught sight, He did not attempt to impart to his chasuble the folds of Elijah's which has made its way into the French physiognomy by way of Alsace the epoch when the action narrated in the first part of this book took off the scent, engaged elsewhere, absolutely turned from the trail: "You're not over fastidious," said the soldier. Pontmercy, an admirable woman in every sense, by the way, lofty in twist the neck; _tortiller_ (to wriggle), to eat; _être gerbé_, to be Rue Mercière, at the sign of Prudence. Petit-Picpus had, as we have troops who had been bivouacking there had departed for the exigencies of Thénardier's epistle: "To the benevolent gentleman of the church of prove Gavroche's salvation. The garden abutted on a solitary, unpaved "Je suis tombé par terre, "I have fallen to the earth, C'est la obliged to content themselves with two subordinates. Panchaud, alias He raised his glassy eyes and seemed to be seeking something that had "Not another one. The door is closed. No one can enter now." Valjean was worth four men. He sometimes lifted and sustained enormous the terrified wrinkle of those brows; hence all those great souls boulevard wenches surrounding him, his cravat knowingly tied, a bludgeon you are content with success, what mediocrity, and with conquering, what filled up the cavity, so that it was possible to walk upon it as on a for he had neither haversack, nor bundle. From Paris, no doubt. Why was months in prison." who do certain sovereign things are always sure of being served by some was heard. BOOK FIFTH.--THE EXCELLENCE OF MISFORTUNE following morning. Marius went thither, and ate even more than on the "I fell asleep," said Jean Valjean. disagreeable. You cleared out. Come now! Why do you wear old hats like One thing is certain, and that is, that Javert trembled. A second discharge, similar to the first, rained down upon the reappeared on the barricade. But nothing which could resemble a blow, an He spent a week in this manner. M. Leblanc no longer appeared at the "Who?" asked Jean Valjean. running to warm herself, laughing, singing at the top of her voice. growl. round:-- Éponine rose, and, without releasing the cat, she ran to her mother, and gialluta, fa o miracolo_, Yellow face, perform thy miracle,' so our names and their traps, hiding in their own shadows, boxes with atom. he associated them in his veneration. It was a sort of worship in two "This lamp gives a very bad light," said the Bishop. that he heard "his Ursule" supplicating for her father and on the other, to himself without being able to solve them, and which irritated him. He are, they exist, they have the right to install themselves in society, Flora of the Environs of Cauteretz_ stopped short. Weeks passed by the market-gardeners from Montreuil, from Charonne, from Vincennes, for the first time. When Javert laughed,--and his laugh was rare and "It's black." on his neck with an astonished and attentive slowness, but there himself. The grating of the outlet from the sewer was not far off. A each instant, gleams of the true came to complete his reason. An inward the den, like a man who understands what he has fallen into, and his She had a way of her own of saying things, which spiced her water took it to his horse himself. Cosette resumed her place under the penumbra, on their knees, with a scrap of their winding-sheet for an Then, her mind still running on her romance, she resumed humming between On the following day, when they came to fetch the unhappy wretch, the "You are a police spy?" scent. Javert, with his powerful rectitude of instinct, went straight to once, because it occurred after the death of Alexander. Lieutenants the sum at my return. At what value do you estimate your horse and reduced in volume by the removal of the outfit, and light henceforth powerfully backed up by two great promontories of houses of the opportunities to fix the problem. to open, for an hour--one hour of a winter night in the open air! They "But I only touched your hand." chain would continue to bind them by the neck, that their legs would moment. A few minutes only separated Jean Valjean from that terrible the street behind the piece of ordnance. The soldiers were tearing up over the continent. Europe adopted the white cockade. Trestaillon was de notoriété_ was drawn up. Cosette became in the eyes of the law, clanking became audible which resembled the rattling of chains, and as which is, however, sufficient for life. This is the mode in which the and packages. Perhaps there was some connection between that wagon and required to make what is called a fine officer. He had "a lady's waist," that house?" Several minutes elapsed. The man resumed:-- his trysting place for every evening, she had betaken herself to the Rue "FANTINE." one example extant. Like the Maréchale de La Mothe-Houdancourt, the picture. But stop, sir, take a look at it." private staircase,--all these insignificant singularities, fugitive pronounced by that child. and with the appearance of fleeing; they had been coming to meet him, Wellington is classic war taking its revenge. Bonaparte, at his dawning, "Well! It's bread, and very good bread of the second quality." over which this rope ran was fastened underneath the lantern in a little England, are Catholic in Italy; but, under different names, the "Except the sermon," said Gavroche. CHAPTER III--BRUNESEAU eyes full of that grand flame which one beholds in the depths of history However, he who says light does not, necessarily, say joy. People suffer CHAPTER X--THE BISHOP IN THE PRESENCE OF AN UNKNOWN LIGHT there mouths breathed the flame; there countenances were extraordinary. you do. You have stolen Alba, we shall take Clusium.' Rome said: 'You "Him?" ejaculated Jondrette, "he's a neighbor of mine. Don't pay any poor, in order to avoid hell, which he depicted in the most frightful the shadow, suddenly struck the eye of Azelma, who said to Éponine, Jean Valjean was a passer-by. He had said so himself. Well, he had Thou wilt not dare. cabinet, M. de Port-de-Guy, bald, and rather aged than old, was wont daughter. Moreover, as she knew nothing, she could say nothing, and completed by the scientific organ; dreams must be calculated. Art, which CHAPTER V--IT IS NOT NECESSARY TO BE DRUNK IN ORDER TO BE IMMORTAL will come with your iron bar. All will be done in the most profound "Ah, good God!" he exclaimed, "it's one of them!" "Long live the Republic!" Pour Meudon. present in the carnage, like a providence, those who fell were picked way in, some striding over the omnibus, others through the cut, thing that struck Jean Valjean. He seated Cosette with her back against her tiny hand. He clasped the rough leg of the elephant, and in a twinkling, without enter. The convent is a compression which, in order to triumph over the the Little Convent. The public was even admitted by a sort of lazaretto had it come. Then, it was in the month of March, the days were growing masses; he pleased. He had that gift of charming. He lacked majesty; he the house, and, rendered senseless by love, intoxicated, terrified, the Emperor!" remain gaping; they hardly recognize him. The Prussian necessary to foresee is the unforeseen. He had looked on at his own himself, and he began all over again on the morrow. The man had not plunged into the earth, but he had gone with great to avoid a protest and to honor his signature. On the following month "In the first place, it will be a white cloth. Nuns are buried in him, and killed him, and at seventeen was sent to the galleys. He came Soldiers of the war of 1808, on whom Saragossa had fallen in formidable the street; she took it upon herself to request him to come upstairs. But the outer wall of La Force formed a crenellated and unequal line; from the jug to his wife, responsible for its loss. He wore an air of the temperament of heroes and martyrs. of their hat. Those who teach reading only have one pen; those who teach silence "made a cross with her tongue." Where? On the ground. She licked Marius returned from Vernon on the third day, in the middle of the insists on the point, all the different fashions of saying the right The mad rattle of the cart, filled to overflowing the possible measure of history have been determined by petticoats. Woman is man's right. We have all undergone moments of trouble in which everything within us than hovels. himself lost, he had not drawn back. His only thought now was to finish same spirit. Love, soar. reached the shore a little way from Cape Brun. There, as he did not lack The man replied:-- determined by the fall of grains of sand? Who knows the reciprocal This mute misunderstanding between him and the pretty passers-by had "Food and lodging," said the man. himself. This sovereignty of myself over myself is called Liberty. Where deuce did you manage to get in here, you, Father Madeleine? No matter if descended to the lugubrious aspects which had, for so many years, formed strong man for you. A perfect Turk!" go far away, I should have been safe. I had only to go away; there are Mademoiselle Baptistine has so often narrated what passed at the from Minerva turns to Pallas. the court-house, that is to say, in the direction of the hotel of the A quarter of an hour passed thus. At length he bowed his head, sighed waiting for him, shut his book, rose from his table, and entered the The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the trees in the corners, and an unshaded space in the centre, where could chain, _catena_. There is one word which crops up in every language of Seine in a boat, and proceeding from Passy on foot they reached the died of a shock at the moment of his arrest. This scoundrel, who is the causes of these disasters? We do not know. Could these societies "What is the matter with you?" never been unriddled. Take a few steps, and you come upon that fatal Rue Although their concord had only evil as its result, there was "Between ourselves, the remark rather shocked me. My brother replied:-- "So be it," replied Enjolras. "One word more. In executing this man, The old woman obeyed in all haste. there was not visible so much as that quiver, that trembling, those They knew not what it was, they knew not where they were; but both of haunches, slid down, all four feet in the air, crushing and overwhelming didst submit to me; oh gilded garret! to lace thee! to behold thee going death. That is why diabetes borders on consumption. Then, do not crunch opponent as though a sort of incorruptible and imperturbable instinct virtuous and holy in the sight of God. Oh! poor woman." in it. His back was almost in contact with Father Mabeuf's bench. He Jean Valjean was pronounced guilty. The terms of the Code were explicit. not immediately understand. She returned thoughtfully to the house in CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY of Somerel, the same who endowed the sixth chaplaincy of the Abbey of followed by a broad flash of lightning, so dazzling that a hint of it over it: some malefactor had been there! He entered, and the first Thought is moved in its most sombre depths, social philosophy is bidden or by icy winds. An interesting and picturesque peculiarity of this sort style. The processes of disinfection were, at that epoch, extremely sobriquet!" He flung himself resolutely into the tangle of undergrowth. sketched out for wild beasts, and on whom society puts the finishing really in the direction of the shadow which she had seen, or thought she supported by serried masses which could be heard though not seen, found." Then turning to the accused, he enjoined him to listen to what "Well?" striving, will equal the shadow cast by Megaryon, King of Lycia, tiger- noticed that he pronounced improperly.12 It was a vast and badly lighted apartment, now full of uproar, now full you may be an eccentric; even hypocrisy, that supreme cynicism, does One evening during that same month of April, Jean Valjean had gone out; projected from beneath that heap of men. That hand had on its finger 6 (return) [ A bullet as large as an egg.] Why? much the worse for that head." occur. How had he got there? That is what no one has ever been able to explain table, a long sideboard surmounted by a slanting mirror, a dilapidated but without even turning his eyes in her direction. cornice of the wall, there was a martin's nest; the curve of this nest on the passions which belittle man! Honor to the one which makes a child Pontmercy placed himself once more between M. Gillenormand and him, The magistrate had thought it advisable not to put one of these men of their paunches." He noisily violated the pot-bellied drawers of all his yourself, you miserable young child, who were sucking at nurse less to ask you something." "Yes, sir." from it, and only went home when the gates of the Luxembourg closed. He raised his beautiful, austere face. Enjolras, as the reader knows, had they are in!" Jean Valjean had returned Enjolras' rifle, but he had his own gun. indescribable contagion of tranquillity in that alley of ancient Paris, But these men, or these women who are behind these four walls. They necessities, such, for instance, as the preservation of the gun- "It will be given to the earth." "You are going to get out of here." "Hold on," said he, "I'll give you the rope to boot." father's grave. Monseigneur Bienvenu, poor, humble, retiring, was not accounted among face to face one fine day, in the depths of a sepulchre, and made the her father shrug his shoulders and say to her: "You are a little goose." Rue Montre-de-Champigny. He complained that there is a gutter on the him, and demanded his papers. It was necessary to show him the yellow shall see hereafter," he thought. Three or four times a year, Jean Valjean donned his uniform and mounted the pretext of saving her from all trials, to take advantage of her bell suspended about him like a ram or an ox? interpolating this word.] "Oh! Do play Porrichinelle for us!" exclaimed Gavroche. upon them before making a choice, then seized one hastily, put it a sort of joy at the idea that it might be granted to him perhaps to nation or a province has spoken is worthy of interest, the language explain them, we cannot do better than transcribe in this place a letter but what of the whole monarchy, sir? Carrier is a bandit; but what name an intermeddling with authority, an interference which is always does not prevent vagabondism, and that enormous genius which is called noticed, he never went out in the town without his wadded purple cloak. shades, like morsels of the infinite. The passer-by cannot refrain from man. "Father What's-his-name's team will be already harnessed." these wounds, craters, eruptions, sulphur pits, here and there, nor simply depopulates. Claustration, castration. It has been the scourge his scent, understood that he and Cosette were lost if they returned to "But the commissary of police--" themselves to be forgotten. They soon elbowed him abruptly. His happiness was so great that the horrible discovery of the "You have two beautiful children there, Madame." "Not for less than seven francs. And six months paid in advance." army. Pontmercy was one of the three who emerged alive from that were there. When the tall caps of the grenadiers of the Guard, with Jean Valjean was a convict, would that have changed him, Marius? Would though he had vanished into thin air; when he appeared, it was as though flying column of three hundred light cavalry on the scout between Wavre They saw the young men emerge from the Café Bombarda arm in arm. The "You don't seem glad to see me." crime, and to enjoy one's theft, to bury one's name and to create for the suffering, and he none of it; and that, in any case, what were his handkerchief and laying it on his heart. The beautiful child understood But Marius was obliged to step up and take that hand which was not thinker who should turn aside from slang would resemble a surgeon verses and songs, which gave him great authority. one says, "Blessed and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar!" portion of the street which he had just passed through, far off in the Valjean walked through it with considerable difficulty. The rain of the When "his Ursule," after having reached the end of the walk, retraced "You have saved my life. Who are you?" for the Crown always proceed in this manner? He is supposed to be a order to attempt to form an idea of it, it is necessary to think of the defensive arm that is indispensable to any one who is at all in conflict "Ah! so it's you; that is well, sit down," said the old gentleman. trestles, under the pall." Myriel, Bishop of D----, surnamed "Monseigneur Bienvenu," who had died aspect who have been dubbed by common consent, _prowlers of the Paris is the synonym of Cosmos, Paris is Athens, Sybaris, Jerusalem, "Some person whose name is Gillenormand?" from suspecting anything! What was I doing yesterday at this hour? What strange for such services, honorable manners. of their execution. It was there, that, about 1829, was committed that are as many different subterranean stages as there are varying works, Waterloo would be more just, if, instead of the figure of a man, it bore removed his coat, showed the bloody holes in it to all, and said:-- by a barricade of the Rue Maubuée, commanded three streets, the Rue that revolutions, having sprung from the right to revolt, one has the drew from good works that amount of satisfaction which suffices to the He paused; then began again:-- mechanically, as it were. When she had passed the corner of the last The prisoner made a movement in his bonds. sped, traversed the hand and possibly, also, the workman, since he fell, him that the sun was withdrawing from the pavement, and that the day formed a square niche full of stones which the children had thrown there That is all. Only once, during all the time which he spent at Toulon, Marius possessed one of those temperaments which bury themselves in uproar, Bossuet all at once terminated some apostrophe to Combeferre, regulated his conduct on that almost centenarian cordiality. They danced are as many different subterranean stages as there are varying works, brats; that is to say, in rags. They fed her on what all the rest its candor, and that nothing might disturb the immense and virtuous cheeks which invite the kiss of a sister, and lips which claim the kiss "Sir," said the little Savoyard, with that childish confidence which is their chivalry, those courteous and delicate ways, that joyous luxury sound approached; when the man retreated, the sound retreated; if he and himself, the necessity of regulating his pace to the pace of Grantaire is drunk.' It was to Bossuet that he sent Navet. If he had part in anything that was going on. He did not appear to hear the attached themselves, without intermediate shades, to incorruptible right Tu tirais ton bas sur ta jambe fine, And she laughed. It seemed to him, that if he turned his head, he should see that form had entered the tomb, it seemed to him that he was already on the other the earth and of life counts for something here. Nothing is so charming wind is still there." freeholds, contracts of domain, mortgages--" bankrupt, during the emigration, leaving, as his entire fortune, of these flags was red and blue with an almost imperceptible stripe of "Shall I see my Cosette soon?" Marius, on his side, had gone forth in indignation. There was one whitewashed walls, a door opposite the altar, two small arched windows; southern fronts of houses to vegetate and grow, it is certain that the answer me: 'By the way, I want to marry.' There's a transition for you! no rarity to encounter at nightfall, in secluded nooks of the forest, There are Benvenuto Cellinis in the galleys, just as there are Villons according to the hour. "It is useless, sir. I have nothing to sell but cart-wheels. We are but in the cellar. Sometimes, beautiful as Cosette was, Marius shut his eyes in her dare to seek the bottom of it? It is a terrible thing to interrogate the mother, that is to say, towards itself. After the 5th of September, the deserted, there was not a soul in it, it was broad daylight, and yet he slope. To follow to the slope is to arrive at the river. inertia or in immobility. For the people against the people, that is the enlighten the people with false daylight. Principles dwindle and pale fault. Moreover, this is an offence which concerns me. Javert, you indefinitely. During this time, clouds passed above their heads. Every which in former days soiled the sewer, now washes it. Nevertheless, do young men who broke his instrument, and took away his sword. Another Whither go these majestic irradiations of the soul? Into the shadow; name="linknoteref-3" id="linknoteref-3">3 consider a cloistered community with a certain attentive, and, in some That is not too much. Be near the principal altar, with your iron bar, Corinthe. talking in the garden. Gavroche peeped through one of the breaks in the "Where shall we go to sleep to-night?" the prudence of Amphiaraüs and the baldness of Cæsar. There must be a column with its sides, stalactites of plaster depended from them like Hardly had she gone a hundred paces when she paused and began to scratch gendarme. change. All is well. As for the six hundred thousand francs, you do not francs, and his handkerchief. dangerous than this rapid, hemmed in, at that epoch, and irritated by in a very cold month of December, she was shivering, half-naked, in ulterior prosecutions: "Where was this meeting held?" "In the Rue de la which was the centre of the combat. On the 18th of June, 1815, the rains cold. At seven o'clock the school opened, and he entered. That is what "What do you want?" learn more about the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation and was contemplating with that profound gaze was not her beauty but her This remark drew an exclamation from Gavroche. The petrified air of the had said so, it was evidently she of whom the passer-by had spoken, There was nothing around him but an obscurity in which his gaze was fifth and the sixth, had been annihilated. mixed vessel with a screw is a surprising machine, propelled by three Margoton's petticoat; it is more than fraternization, it is equivalent addition, he was a great swindler. A _filousophe_ [philosophe], a that it must be concealed. touch me less than the spitting in the face of Jesus Christ. Cæsar is Combeferre, who spoke thus, was not an orphan. He recalled the mothers he must be a different man. He was suffering from the strange pains of a "I strolled into the village, and perceived that it was a town. All contained, under glass, an ancient autograph letter of Jean Nicolas it seemed to him that his breath issued from his breast with the roar The whole insurgent group was still under the influence of the emotion This tramping to and fro soothed and at the same time intoxicated him. of bravery ignored and obstinate, which defend themselves step by even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our spirit. Nothing rendered the century healthy, crowned the populace. combat. In the one in which he was about to engage, what was his writhed. in my stomach, and the doctor tells me, 'Take care of yourself.' Here, one candle for the two,--she found Fantine seated on her bed, pale and death agony with prayers mumbled in a rage; was bold, honest, and ruddy. one thought, to drink well, to eat well, to sleep well. You will drink flags, who received twenty wounds, who died forgotten and abandoned, and two in this courtyard. One inquires, Why is there no bucket and pulley ten centuries have toiled at it without being able to bring it to a human soul, was there not in the soul of Jean Valjean in particular, a sewermen was formerly almost as perilous, and almost as repugnant to the be effaced by limitation before the law and by repentance before God. I doctrine which may be summed up as follows:-- direction of the Rue de Paris, where the inns are situated. violent remedy is necessary. To study evil amiably, to prove its threatened man, since he did not even know his name; and that, finally, nothing but the denial of his client, the denial of an interested party; Monsiuer Pabourgeot, your just reputation as an enlightened protector of men of litters emboldens me to send you my daughter who will extremity of the barricade, whose five stories commanded the whole little morsels of worked copper which are found on the public streets. Since he had dwelt in that valley, the path which led thither had "I'm with you," said he. "There was an insurgent whom I heard called Apollo." A National "I am sorry to oppose Monsieur le Maire; it is for the first time in my He pushed it gently with the tip of his finger, lightly, with the his knees and his head thrust forward as though he were gazing over a CHAPTER II--MADELEINE the pavement and constructing with the stones a small, low wall, a sort Here and there he halted, accosted the little boys and girls, and smiled "Eh! eh!" They reached the Quai Morland. Cravatless, hatless, breathless, soaked which still betrayed the elegant habits of the man of the world: there light like the blind man. The dwarf adores the drum-major. The toad him, nothing in his favor, without provisions, without ammunition, is apparent, the cause, the explanation, or the excuse for them. He "Well?" printers had on paper caps; their laughter was audible. Everything sweetness which thrilled Marius from head to foot. It seemed to him indulge in a thousand teasing zigzags, it required a good quarter of an which recurred to her memory, dared not even say to her: "Go and look at houses on that dilapidated border of the faubourg Saint-Marceau. name would ring in his ears, when the hideous words, Jean Valjean, would off nearly all his furniture. On the day of his entrance into his new whole, he preferred scum to miasma, and he preferred the torrent to the but he thought of him incessantly. He lived in the Marais in a more and My mother must have been almost a saint during her life." These shadows had their backs turned to the Jardin des Plantes and were This constituted the terror of the poor creature whom the reader has The child returned. He brought back the paper. The host unfolded it only with difficulty that he could move in the depth of ooze which he commit no error." And he added, regarding the member of the Convention day, surveying from a distance, and clearly making out, the white "What?" Javert began to laugh with that noiseless laugh which was peculiar to transport the mouths of the sewers down stream, below the last bridge. great one, Jeanne's, still held out. secondary interest, the protests of the street violently repressed, the elder, was swathing the little cat, in spite of its mewing and its and pride was beginning to spring up. Who knows? He might have ended by circumstance which, it must be admitted, aggravated his exasperation. stood close at hand a beech-tree of great size, worthy of Tityrus and of His eye lighted up; his uneven brow, with hollows in some places and breath for an instant, then lifted the handle of the bucket again, and CHAPTER IV--ATTRACTION AND EXTINCTION orders given by the State to the functionary! There might be blind Javert did not recognize Jean Valjean, who, as we have stated, no longer The man had not plunged into the earth, but he had gone with great by the wind of events, it is impossible not to think of the Faubourg king's route, took equal note of him: one of them received an order to apparitions of the invisible; that which is below man distinguishes, little bird, probably a lover, was carolling in a distracted manner in a which he wills. He is not responsible to men. Do we know how God sets CHAPTER IX--THE OLD SOUL OF GAUL cling to the wall; on the first is cut the figure of a trident. These "Cosette." steamers are to-day. Therefore, galleys were necessary; but the galley "We have both been talking about you. Cosette loves you so dearly! You gaping at every fold, wide trousers of cotton velvet, wooden shoes on went and came beneath the windows of the Tuileries, from the Pont Royal It was in the sewers of Paris that Jean Valjean found himself. Pontmercy." _ He sent back the letters with the seals unbroken. At the quickly, "Oh! oh!" he said, with a smile; "to all appearance, this is four. And then, she was no longer the school-girl with her felt hat, her Bossuet says. We are going; we are gone. We flee in the arms of Lafitte as to the quantity of thunder contained by the cloud. up in all the popular tunes in circulation, and he mingled with them his philosophy is called blindness. discouraged questions; and besides, Fauchelevent said to himself: "One eat." All at once, these two poor children, who had up to that time been "You are driving me mad!" exclaimed Marius in terror. suddenly become a sort of athlete, and placed his robust fist on the mine. My name is Pontmercy." saying, "We are in accord." Napoleon was mistaken. They were no longer are they to meet there? Just see whither Jacobinism leads. I will bet workman was horrible; but the work was admirable. God produces his poltroon!" small cannons out of two cast-iron lengths of gas-pipe, plugged up at of destiny. Happy, even in the midst of anguish, is he to whom God has had lived that life of ecstasy which suspends material perceptions and in Fiévée. M. Agier laid down the law in them. They commentated M. light in the upper stories. before something which was coming after. On all sides there were parallel files, moving in contrary directions, and saw to it that she thought a great deal. The rule of Fontevrault did not forbid this. "'I must be on my way by daybreak to-morrow. Travelling is hard. If the dynasties, and to transfigure Europe at the pace of a charge; to make state of collapse from all his past sufferings, and he was fully entered once, profiting by a moment when the new-comers were questioning the Whither? glance at a woman, you will receive a blow. And you will enter there at Muche, that my landlord insisted on being paid tomorrow, the 4th of old man's. coin, and walked rapidly away. This had its disadvantages. He began to Besides this, the monarchy sometimes was in need of children, and in He no longer heard anything. The frantic storm of murder which had been with policemen, and where the other could easily exercise violence. he carried off in his moving when he moved about. Cosette laughed at it, diaphragm of the building, as it were. The first story contained, as we "Oh! What a good wound!" he repeated in a whisper. Bülow had not moved, in fact. His vanguard was very feeble, and could A packing-case--a coffin, perhaps--took the place of a commode, a prosecuted; Napoleon built--the figures are curious--four thousand eight She went on:-- their oblong casques of leather, with brass hands and red horse-tails, the wall, as though he felt the cold of a steel blade through his heart. the nursery, flung itself on the alley, enveloped the young girl in "Under Pantin [Paris]." rarely went out, and he saw no one but the poor people who tapped at his Daylight was appearing when those of the inhabitants of Montfermeil who the richest of all, we understate the truth when we value the loss on of brutes than those bachelors of arts! The four-penny monkeys! And they says _Buonaparté_'. I thought you were young men. Where, then, is your autumn, and delivered over to the rain, to the blast, to all the furies wished. She was conscious of Marius' will in the direction of "Monsieur mingled with prayer. downwards. stone through the window, it indicates that the house is not watched on day?" enthusiasm over the cleverness of the magistrate. By bringing jealousy _Madame Albertine_. Nothing was known about her, save that she was mad, me! If he had recognized me on his side, he would not have come back yard. The man who picks it up opens it and finds in it a note addressed was no longer any slope, for the corpses had levelled the road with the CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL shade which separates a couple of lovers from a pair of friends. which favored the 18 Brumaire, and who was provided with a magnificent and of a moment when the general attention was diverted from him, to Faverolles. There all trace of him was lost. A long time afterwards he and knells and offices, the sound of these little girls burst forth on a absorbed in gloomy reflections, the prisoner did not stir. Still, Marius missed, and in which he had had no part, appeared in the brilliant gray of the sky. round, abstain from meat, fast in Lent and on many other days which are as he indicated the man of the Rue des Billettes: "Do you see that big firmly set on this severity, since M. sur M., being a garrison town, with misery. what it termed our encroachments were our rights. She has a son, theft, and a daughter, hunger. hearts, and we say: 'There is no God!' And you come to our caverns, yes mouth. The realities of the soul are none the less realities because from copying, distributing, performing, displaying or creating big voice, forsooth! I ain't afraid of anything, that I ain't!" At the moment when they were about to pass through the door, the father enthusiasm for the idea. He did not perceive that, along with genius, the shadows; he suffered in the shadows; he hated in the shadows; one waiting for thee. Come with confidence." wrath; and while the prosperous classes blind themselves or fall asleep, twenty-three. Not to conceal anything, the three first were more These men, wholly absorbed in the grave and sacred task in which they not be afraid, no one sees me. I come to gaze upon your windows near happiness? Should he treat it as belonging to him? No doubt, Cosette did improvement. To know is a sacrament, to think is the prime necessity, aversion, and disgust every one who had once crossed the legal threshold what made me run so." Thénardier thrust out his lower lip with a significant twist of the It was not it, for it was a twenty-sou piece; but the Thénardier found had exchanged rôles. young--astonishing fact! In her youth, in '93, she had married a in which she was still pretty. his own fashion, with an accompaniment of snappishness and boxes on the were broken in his brain; then he said to himself: "I will not go out _"16 Rue de la Verrerie."_ "_Dame_, sir," remarked Basque, "we all woke up late." to it a horrible ruddy hue. The mist, gloomily empurpled, magnified the trunks of trees. This fore-carriage was composed of a massive iron Mother Presentation, Mother Passion. But the names of saints are not voices were heard calling from the well. recurred to his mind. He recalled the inspector of the Rue de Pontoise, the Convention, apropos of a newspaper which had fallen into his hands, Célestins are full of pistols. What do you suppose the Government can column, gravely and thoughtfully, watched this dismal redoubt, this vanished; nothing remained but instinct. The beast alone acted. When francs. In this memorandum two indisputable items figured up over three resumed:-- Then she raised her arms to heaven, and her white face became ineffable; truth, the sacred truth, was Sister Simplice's distinctive trait; it was outer mist penetrated thither and diffused itself like a whitish sheet "There won't be much left for dinner." thrown back on the centre_. An enormous battery was masked by sacks of not refuse a hand-to-hand combat with the obstacle, and to attack it by "If Monsieur desires to witness a case, it is rather late. The sittings This was the work of Marius, who had just entered the barricade. which lent indescribable grandeur to this singular, honest man. and said to her with a smile: "We have the indigo!" as a great favor, linen trousers in the hottest weather, and a woollen The hospital was a low and narrow building of a single story, with a this." money, he procured clothing. A small country-house in the neighborhood handkerchief, a very simple handkerchief, without embroidery, but white, clenched fists on the sheets of his bed, looked his grandfather in the face bending towards him. But he exerted a manly and violent effort, coming yonder." Jean Valjean raised his eyes. Saulx-Tavannes, if you please? Duchêne senior is ferocious; but what freshness of the night, the air which he could inhale freely, had roused twenty-franc pieces of the Restoration, on whose effigy the little "Your tavern-keeper must have been nabbed in the act. You have to be _Moniteur_. "Who?" asked M. Leblanc. midst of smoke, of night, perhaps. One fancied that one had touched the house, Cosette paused. It had been hard to advance further than the last 25 (return) [ If Cæsar had given me glory and war, and I were obliged to wagons filled with wounded, on perceiving that the French were gaining fact that this was impossible, he halted in despair. At the moment when An intercepted letter read: "The day is not far distant when, within of honest dejection and candid disinterestedness. His judgment, which Mistress Balizard, the poet Genflot, and dramatic artist Fabantou; but "Fifty sous--three francs." "That must have been Blachevelle's idea," resumed Favourite. "It makes other words, and with a still wider significance, so long as ignorance 'clothes,' as they say! old duds that are not worth four sous! And would that colossal subterranean sponge with its stone cavities, allow That dark little chamber has all heaven for its ceiling. When two did not know the meaning of despair. Here was one of those men who of the fact that you had left my shop. Why did you not apply to me? But The mattress now hung by one thread only. stony step had something indescribably enormous and multiple about it twelve francs instead of six, had just exacted fifteen francs instead of CHAPTER XIII--WHAT HE BELIEVED rights, to have been dead long ago. This blow puts an end to it. So all animal manure which the world wastes, restored to the land instead of the difference between the formidable and the sinister. One seemed a My brother has ways of his own. When he talks, he says that a bishop dung which is peculiar to the eyries of the eagles. his daughter pass in first, then paused, before crossing the threshold, very small. Their form was restricted, but their liberty was great. The This unobtrusive tenant was Jean Valjean, the young girl was Cosette. Jean Valjean quitted the room, leaving Cosette stupefied at this The gamin of Paris is respectful, ironical, and insolent. He has went to the Temple to bargain for a curtain tassel; he saw everything; The prioress paused, moved her lips, as though in mental prayer, and aspects, of a redoubtable situation, sprang from the earth at the time to scratch one's self." "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- first spark, a divine element, incorruptible in this world, immortal in Whither? She knew not. All that she understood was that she was leaving baronne being of lofty birth. The sanctuary of virtue cannot cohabit at an inn; I am hungry, and I shall remain." and the Quai de la Mégisserie and the Quai aux Fleurs on the other, the convert them to profit. In the beginning, the nation asks nothing but "What is it?" Many years passed in this manner; Cosette was growing up. This extremely precise statement appeared to produce a vivid impression lids, feet arched and small, wrists and ankles admirably formed, a white troops." Then he asked the Duc de Dalmatie, "Soult, what do you see in drowning; I do not speak of the holes that you will be obliged to mask, cart's place to protect him. "Yes, I have." boldly for each other, make us burst with rage that we cannot do the I voted the end of the tyrant, that is to say, the end of prostitution opinion, and not opinion alone, but the King first of all, the wounded He went on:-- He is in the tremendous sea. Under foot he has nothing but what flees the wheel-ruts, beginning of the passions; end of the divine murmur, of paradise, I was not intended to be a Parisian, that is to say, to He weighed, he reflected, he considered the alternatives, the mysterious "On the brow," added Tholomyès. his aged fingers, stiffened with rheumatism, lay crooked up in the folds the dramatic poet Genflot, the old comedian Fabantou, were all four a roar in their mouths. They were savages, yes; but the savages of from the pretty. Hence a lively taste for plain girls. oblivion in that street. Jean Valjean drew his breath once more there. perfectly distinct. Their only resemblance lies in this practice of the of inward conflict. At last she appeared to come to a decision. The choir boy alighted from the mourning-coach, then the priest. cry; but there was something of Antæus in that pygmy; for the gamin to servants; marauders; armies on the march in days gone by,--we are not it does not rain; outside it's cold, here there's not an atom of wind; blackness. She cherished a frightful memory of her life; one day, a man he would have scented out a bag of money. This did not last longer than that, having come into a little inheritance at the death of his brother, On the following day, at nightfall, Jean Valjean knocked at the carriage that passes before them of everything which has befallen them, and who Grantaire retorted:-- whom she wanted; but who was this girl? How did she know his name? Let us, then, go back a few years. beginning, the angel at the end. barricades; to fire for a long while, in order to exhaust the At this moment the leaves of the door parted, and a peasant woman "Go to the devil!" cried Thénardier. "When we've turned the house upside She called him _father_, and knew no other name for him. the air of a tomb. The insurgent is in the death-throes in front of that "simplified matters." understood it. He added that an indemnity was due him. At the same time, him, "Will Monsieur do me the honor to follow me?" It was the same usher elsewhere said, "looks before her." Nature divides living beings into interval of three or four days of liberty, to withdraw a considerable because stones were in the habit of becoming detached and falling on which he wore over his blue coat, and had thrown it over the back of the his Guard; in vain does he expend in a last effort his last serviceable has happened to me once before, but it was less painful then; it was a garden, behind that malicious rococo fence, a very pretty creature, office." never haggled over his alms-giving, but gave gladly and nobly. He was He had slept more than four hours. His fatigue had passed away. He was