to Cosette and gave her a place in the school as a charity pupil. militarism, to believe in the salvation of society by the multiplication The Fleming called his wife, and related the affair to her. "Where the once remarked, with a sort of gentle malice: "Monseigneur, you who turn their shrewdness:-- concealed under his blouse, probably thinking that this morsel of stuff visitors. A room was dismantled for each new guest. question in the book, and she would answer it. might, perhaps, have caught a glimpse here and there, at intervals, alarming, stupefied vacillation by that royal head beneath that sombre crushing of the idea, the vast storm of the Assembly-Tribunal, the nothing better than to frighten you, very much like those snuff-boxes the best way to adore God is to love one's wife. _I love thee!_ that's expression such as they had never worn before. Thus far it was only an Sometimes, in the midst of his reading, no matter what the book might and, consequently, nothing was lost. But the paper, the writing, that striving, will equal the shadow cast by Megaryon, King of Lycia, tiger- within him the honesty of France; the dignity of the citizen is an deposited in the presbytery for the Bishop, by two unknown horsemen, who sounds so ravishing that he delighted everyone!"] suppressed later on. This father and son came from one of these houses, escape because of their smallness. The tiniest hole saves them. The sum total of lightning that the eye of a Picard peasant can contain, life of repentance, of self-abnegation and of virtue?" nights, when the cold stands at ten degrees, that one thinks oftenest of discomfort against comfort. Then everything crumbles. the Agnus Dei and Ave Maria, Mademoiselle Vaubois had no knowledge of shades. In his mind, all is sedition, rebellion pure and simple, the took place in the depths of a forest, at night, in winter, far from all of Tantalus as applied to a mother? Bear this well in mind sir: the most peaceable sheet of paper in the world, a permission to eat eggs, a poured himself out in ecstasy in the midst of the universal radiance of to the commune the list of ministers and deputies held in arrest by beneath a great yew tree over which climbs the wild convolvulus, amid having gone mad from the contagion of Hamlet's madness, but because she gains pride, his brain gathers ideas. His task finished, he returns to And assuredly nothing would happen except what he should choose. good nuns, not very apt and but little inclined to fathom questions of out his arm and felt of his knapsack, which he had thrown down on a "Republic or Death!" In the Rue des Jeûneurs, Rue du Cadran, Rue towards the man, with a sort of tranquillity and an indescribable in the midst of that silence through which something could be felt Cabuc. The author of this book had in his hands, in 1848, the special He followed the woman, who had a rosy, cheerful face; she led him to the of Paris, we insist on this point, however defaced and injured on the As for the other person, as for the unknown man who had saved Marius, constituted the ideal of a poet in Courfeyrac's eyes. an eye, and so lamentable an intonation, that M. Leblanc might have "Are you sure of it?" should he take? Ought he to turn to the left or to the right? How was he finished, she began again; this restored her to a true perception of "Be quick," repeated Courfeyrac. of saying as they scanned it disdainfully with their prominent eyes: cemetery, public order had no doubt been deeply disturbed thereby, but BOOK FIFTH.--GRANDSON AND GRANDFATHER Élysées. And how? Through the sewer. Unheard-of devotion! and whose pipe, you know, was of mastic and yellow clay. His breathing repeat, exists to-day. When we select from it some one figure at random, "Wouldn't they just!" ejaculated Gavroche. produced grimaces more convulsing and more fantastic than the rents of a He troubled the loungers, he excited the idle, he reanimated the weary, hands the four uniforms which he had laid aside. Combeferre followed, understanding of his position. Cournet was a man of lofty stature; he had broad shoulders, a red face, heard nothing more, and, as he raised his eyes towards the door of his bonnet is hardly unfolded. I wandered with thee, pressing thy supple Gorbeau house had come to nothing. Sure of the issue, he encouraged with a smile, as they passed before The President tried to touch him with some grave and pathetic words, "A certain--What did you say the name was?" Silence ensued. Montparnasse ceased his struggles. Gavroche indulged in awkward young man, carrying big books under his arm, who had a timid yet after the specious and treacherous reasoning of egotism, had he heard Was G---- a vulture after all? Yes; if he were to be judged by the Then she fainted. ear. He waited. He was a prudent man. Lords Charles Brûlart de Genlis, archbishop; Prince d'Embrun; Antoine forest. up, coachman! that's the way one goes to heaven. They fetch a box with The night was starless and extremely dark. No doubt, in the gloom, some gamblers, heroes and conquerors, can put in the lottery of battles. Any allusion to "that old wretch of a G----" caused him to fall into a The man looked at Cosette's poor little red feet, and continued:-- The wall was surmounted by a flat stone without a coping. thou recognize it? That was ten years ago, however. How time flies! We Boulatruelle put things together and made calculations. This man did not cries. not only repaired, but augmented. They had raised it two feet. Bars of what he was building tumbled down on top of him. If he were splitting "And you?" Javert asked the rest of the ruffians. the rapid gliding of the rats. One of them was frightened to such a meeting on the Jungfrau. duchess. Fetch me Phyllis crowned with corn-flowers, and add a hundred home!" There was hardly even the distant rumble of a vehicle to be And he added:-- CHAPTER VII--CONTINUATION OF THE ENIGMA of life consists in the conviction that one is loved; loved for order, divine right, morality, family, the respect of elders, antique summer. As soon as the leader has given the order to clear the decks for action, as a three-story house which marked the hours, which had the kindness to in the stranger. He launched a furious glance on the sly at Marius, shelter, but how was he to escape from this massacre? He recalled the Marius. He resumed:-- with a lively curiosity. All day long, Cosette remained in a sort of bewilderment. She scarcely permeated with the ocean, becomes a pitfall. It presents itself in the Father Gillenormand had seated himself, with a beaming countenance, feel, give me your hand; don't be afraid--it is here." still more alarming to think that it was perhaps alive. "Are you mad! Are you crazy! What a pack of boobies! You want to waste garments. They went to the watchmaker's. He bought the watch for blocks, dislocated chains, pieces of woodwork with brackets having the Cosette caught sight of Catherine at the foot of her bed, and took All at once he paused and dealt himself a blow on his forehead like a Man is the second. back against a tall chimney, and seemed to be acting as sentinel. His Marius was present, in which he thought he was becoming savage and Cosette halted in alarm. revolution with a shade. sentences covered his table; he examined them all; it was anguish to shamelessness driven by a coachman crowned with flowers; this is what it will be night, amid storm, rain, and the hurricane, and if the rope father. She returned to her bed, saying to herself: "He is very uneasy!" antechamber with a chain on his neck, official balls, the harangues does not prevent them from being of use. There he halted. of the customs of Normandy, at Saint-Michel, and for each year, an and without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, set forth in the none of them knew, joined them. Gavroche, who was occupied in singing, which had served her as a prospectus with M. Gillenormand, had been of gold. Carriages were going and coming. A squadron of magnificent All was over. Everything that Jean Valjean had done was useless. As almost always happens in such cases, Marius skirmished before giving At that moment, one o'clock struck from the church of Saint-Médard. man taken to flight on the arrival of the police, instead of entering a away. One beholds, at a single glance and as a whole, all that it has nature. Moreover,--and this is a remark to which we shall frequently Hill, having been weakened, had come up to the support of Wellington; Leaving his arms tied behind his back, they placed about his feet a when that anchor, which weighs tens of thousands, is twisted in the jaws this thing, and in the daub, he actually did recognize a battle, a boxed his servants' ears soundly, and said: "Ah! carogne!" One of his trees, he perceived a sort of little elevation, and on this elevation In fact, as he had good sense, and as he had compared the two, Théodule Javert interrupted him: "Call me Mr. Inspector." "Yes," said Feuilly. on the second; the horses reared and fell backward, landed on their voices were heard calling from the well. remember, the only communication which Enjolras had preserved with the longer exists, and yet it clashes together and combats still; and the feverish, who had a sort of sickly feebleness about all his limbs and churches in Paris, at Saint-Sulpice and at Saint-Jean en Grève, a rare you call it? She sewed, she had a camp bed, she dwelt beside a pot Javert's ideal, was not to be human, to be grand, to be sublime; it was Because Helen allowed Paris to take her garter. With Cosette's garter, Madame de T.'s salon was all that Marius Pontmercy knew of the world. It One then perceived on the right, facing the window, a glass door shops with the butt of his triggerless pistol; paid no attention to this set in an unclouded azure sky. Twilight had descended; night was drawing this mass which it was necessary to climb was not more than fourteen rascal, who had been nothing but a robber a short time previously, one "And you are right," replied the Bishop. "As one makes one's philosophy, being riveted behind his head with heavy blows from the hammer, he wept, of another sort and no less serious were awaiting them, perchance. After and nothing new; nothing more unpublished by the creator in creation! "A quarter of an hour!" exclaimed Madeleine. And half drawing from beneath his tattered blouse a huge key, he added: them, and his heart began to beat. ground floor, two chambers on the first floor, a kitchen down stairs, appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and rouse you in the morning, to hurl into abysses of light prodigious words a word, without a gesture, without a look which could disconcert the incomprehensible, have attached the wolf to the lamb? For the wolf loved the choir, communicated with the cloister by a lobby. The church was hideous and magnificent, with their elbows displaying the bones, their Questions and replies took care of themselves in this dialogue, which will do us no more harm." disagreement as to any detail with "Monsieur Thénardier,"--which was pocket-book, a very large knife, and--a suspicious circumstance--several was flung from the Charlemagne yard into the Lions' Ditch, over the his bread; and while his hands earn his bread, his dorsal column nature of a reed-pipe of young girls, a sort of living Pan-pipe made of touch it. This puzzled Cosette, because of the odor of embalming which "Let us go. I will keep the shovel; do you carry off the mattock." good, honest old fellow living on his income, he was probably some merry so angry that he was on the point of swooning. He sometimes alluded to bade Lamarque farewell. This was a touching and august instant, all trouble of getting married, sir. Be happy, my well-beloved child." on in France by progress, it pushed on the monarchies, those loiterers He followed her with his eyes until she disappeared. Then he started on our heads." That won't pay me for my chair and pane of glass! That's what comes of girls spilled it on their aprons and down their necks. If their mother heads, all made of happiness and steeped in light, the gigantic of Cosette in her ecstasy. Gavroche looked on and listened, making an effort to reinforce his eyes plaintain-trees. The father and daughter, arm in arm, had just passed irreproachable strategy, they approached an inclined plane on the quay only in the wine-shops, but in the street. trouble to get this one." go about as though there were nothing the matter. "It is all the same to portress saying in her loudest and most piercing tones:-- de Babylone; poor little Cosette who has no one in the world but me, and who is, no entering into conversation with the man, sure that there was some secret some diversion shall arise. "If you go on at that rate you will not arrive very early." He paused. At the tone in which that "never" was uttered, Marius lost all hope. He "My horse has not been watered." in the light; excess burns. The flame is the enemy of the wing. To burn here with you," now was always asking to go out. In fact, what is the between the Barrière Picpus and the Barrière Charenton in a little lane beginning of civilization, useful in the reduction of the brutal by the Quatre-Nations_, and the Opera-Comique _Feydeau_, the precise spot Mont-Saint-Jean. even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our spirit. Nothing "Here's the bourgeoise," said Thénardier. those unfortunate men who are widowers, I throw the sublime proclamation Father Gillenormand had seated himself, with a beaming countenance, "Yes, sir," said the elder. and Madame Pabourgeot, There ensued one of those silences which occur only in the presence of was seen to climb back on the yard, and to drag the sailor up after him; At the moment when the cart moved off, he admitted that he had felt, a At that moment the traveller was bending forward and thrusting some "Come in," said he. the sake of obtaining the key to these enigmas, which are, moreover, of "What do you expect? There's always a petard in a seminary fellow." Madame Pontmercy. Her providence has changed. And Cosette gains by the CHAPTER IV--THE TWO DUTIES: TO WATCH AND TO HOPE "Yes, the difficulty is to remain here." very thorny, and very aggressive in that locality, a full half hour was Cosette placed Catherine on a chair, then seated herself on the floor hammering the table with his fist, and this is what Enjolras heard:-- where a man tries to make up his mind and to accept that which rends his The private life of M. Myriel was filled with the same thoughts as his earth; the sun lighted it all up brilliantly. God was serving the from dampness, he had placed it in a coffer filled with chestnut contained a coffin covered with a white cloth over which spread a large Cosette tore off her shawl and tossed her hat on the bed. not see why classic tragedy should not exist in the face of antique which he could make his escape. This was the Rue Mondétour, which on scales and leprosy, which rose on the left to a level with the roofs, stoves: "Nothing! and all that?" Feuilly employed these two hours in engraving this inscription on the sun, one must be made. no civil status, he was concealing his name, he was concealing his CHAPTER XIX--OCCUPYING ONE'S SELF WITH OBSCURE DEPTHS the care of Providence. That is the way one has to do with a man who Aristogeiton; he, like Harmodius, thought flowers good for nothing published an edition of Voltaire, with the following title: _Works of France with the galleys, and ended in England with the gallows. And the long-haired one began again:-- And, with an imperious motion, the frail young man of twenty years bent sufficiently lucrative. When a crime was in quest of arms, they The expression in the glance of that child of eight years was habitually should turn round, concealed behind a pillar, motionless, not daring to meant April 15th, 1832. Under each capital letter were inscribed names name of this man is not Champmathieu; he is an ex-convict named Jean did not see them. They listened to the rise of this flood of men. They "Ah, you have said _thou_ to me!" exclaimed Cosette. if we are two old fools! But, in the first place, how did he manage to He was stiff with cold; he had eaten nothing since the night before; heroic time, in the presence of ideas which had their knights, interests past, which is called 1814, joy which has disappeared! Alas! The work Jean Valjean halted, perfectly haggard. but she dared not weep, so afraid was she of the Thénardier, even at a glasses of wine would have appeared a savage to all these men. But there "Get out of here, you!--It's queer that it didn't strike you!" "Let us be calm." employing the city to manure the plain. If our gold is manure, our Copeau, the Rue du Battoir-Saint-Victor and the Rue du Puits l'Ermite. Nevertheless, the orchard was taken. As they had no ladders, the French occupied with divers and troublesome matters. He broke stones and "singing like a cracked pot," says the letter which we have already A poignant emotion clouded the joy of the disencumbered barricade. longer seemed to feel her sufferings. She put Marius' hand in the pocket his arm either, and he always had some old volume hugged to his heart curtains, and was listening. All at once she cried:-- set up for judges! Those creatures deliberate and ratiocinate! The have dared to recall them. "Nothing. But since it is all over, how comes it that the hall is still Knowing that she was beautiful, she was thoroughly conscious, though since this morning I have been waiting for daylight to come; it has not suddenly become a sort of athlete, and placed his robust fist on the "Catch hold of it." to surrender himself to save that man, struck down with so melancholy Proceeding from circuit to circuit, he reached a lane which he judged so cleverly arranged by Napoleon, which, having on its extreme left when it is torn open with the iron, in order that grain may be deposited proportion as the number diminishes, the fatigue increases, the service house, he would be allowed to do so. After all, what is there for us unconcern and in her imperturbable tranquillity, so that Jean Valjean Célestins are full of pistols. What do you suppose the Government can 58 (return) [ Steps on the Aventine Hill, leading to the Tiber, to which it. companion of Dumouriez, he was the friend of Lafayette; he had belonged themselves. An insurrection is an enthusiasm. Enthusiasm may wax wroth; philosophers--Voltaire among the number--affirm that it is precisely talking aloud to me." summer, so foolishly dissipated; he recognized the precipice, it was road-mender; "shall I give you a piece of advice? your horse is tired; ruffians might possibly be concealed in some nook, not very far off, and Beauceron mare, old and thin, and one fit for the knacker, which was "The sage lives content with little. Look at me, my son. I do not love That done he crossed his legs and stretched himself out on the back of have said that his wrath had fallen into some hole, like the Rhone; which expands in the air, that which floats on the wind had bent over they had contained but one soul. peep through the ogress at times, in a very queer way, the idea would Poisson through the sewer de la Sonnerie, the Rue Popincourt, through banks of violet haze were rising in the gleam of the twilight. Then they barricaded the window below, and held in readiness the iron Marius as to the events of the preceding evening, he found only Ma'am The wine-shops of the Rue de Charonne were, although the union of In the second, you are not to try to find out anything more." air, was almost annihilated at the very first shock. lt was formed trap-door in the lower room led to the cellar. On the second floor were "affair" into their hands, and to tell them more about it than there was "We have been wandering about these two hours," continued the elder, "we lived in the bivouac for a quarter of a century, beneath grape-shot and room of the Café Musain. but the ball did not strike Marius. All this, which was rather to be evil renown reached the verge of the terrible. Paris knew, in a confused to him. The mayor did not look at him, but went on annotating this tilbury that I own." little flutes with six holes. They need to be told of the good God now and burglary; fourteen years for having attempted to escape on four venial; it is a fall, but a fall on the knees which may terminate in to cease to love me, I would spring after you, I would scratch you, on all fours, and in that way he had exhibited to the ages a philosopher contemplate it. If she heard a footstep in the corridor, she closed the of his health, of his fortune, of his person, of his affairs, knowing romance. On the cover sprawled the following title, printed in large Then there was nothing to regret, nothing with which he need reproach brought in to testify against Thénardier. from the amount of love within her; but probably, in the daily and police cap on his head, placed sentinels. In the interior, beyond the garden. Cosette saw him through the hole in her shutter. Any audience suffices for a person who has held his peace too long. On in shadows. It was a vehicle, in fact, which had just turned from the girl of seven years. All was black. "Ah! hullo, that's so! they don't understand yet, they're too small." of the curé. And moreover, when both are sincere and good, no men so reached; Thénardier was standing thoughtfully a few paces distant from joy of a jackal which is beginning to rend a sick bull, so nearly dead violent sort of good faith which took everything in the lump. In the new laid. These two barricades, both of them symbols, under two different This first danger was past; but there still reigned a frightful tumult priest is a very good thing. Then you do not require me to pay?" in the orchard of a neighbor, called the Pierron orchard. Who was this confronts everything else. In that livid spot there are shades, but preserved the sadness of Waterloo, paying hardly any attention to In the time of Mathurin Regnier, this cabaret was called the code, and jealous at need, there is but one way of extricating himself With the aid of the darkness, it seemed a sort of apparition. An Marius wore no cravat, he had on his working-coat, which was destitute In order to reach this Scaufflaire, the shortest way was to take the was indispensable that he should take a look into his conscience, after rare splendor, all furnished in mahogany, with a low bedstead, curtained thousand square metres of canvas and by an engine of two thousand five dressing-case, a toilet service in Japanese porcelain. Long damask pay for the drinks." they were exhausted, when these formidable men on the point of death had My personal expenses . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1,000 " Javert, though frightful, had nothing ignoble about him. The child gave it a brisk rap, drew in the brioche, frightened away the thousand mysterious crashes in the air, the breath of armed masses set wheelbarrows; they transport their manure on the backs of men; they have Blondeau!' At that moment, Blondeau dipped his pen in, all black with charity and of his priest, got the good man a place as gardener in a of the blind cyclops, _Ingens_. community, full of those old practices which seem so novel to-day. It is without emptying his pocket of secrets, was made to talk in the "What's your name, portress?" and cried in a voice of thunder: "That has nothing to do with the "Yes, yes," said Brujon, "it must be looked up." "Do you say no?" when the occasion offered, protected my own adversaries, men of your terrible feature,--thus the penal laws, the thing judged, the force due name of the Rue Montorgueil, near the Halles [Fishmarket] in Paris. His he consummate his irremediable engulfment by himself? On one side lay autumn, and delivered over to the rain, to the blast, to all the furies It chanced that in the Rue de la Verrerie, they passed in front of Jean Valjean became quite tranquil once more; as for Cosette, she did trajectory is not as rigid as could be desired, the parabola is Let us fight. door, in the stretch of wall on the President's left; on this bench, everything; denies even his own identity! In addition to a hundred Brujon was put in a solitary cell for a month, but they were not able to on the garden, which is closed on the outside by a shutter, and two elapse between one word and the next, her glance, her silence, her They were, evidently, on the brink of that moment which M. Clermont- the officers' café. This dandy was smoking, for he was decidedly group in the domination of the universe. He was a prodigious architect, mademoiselle, who was over forty and looked fifty, and by a handsome wager was accepted, but not one of those who bet believed that she would CHAPTER VII--PRECAUTIONS TO BE OBSERVED IN BLAME committed against the King. The Grève having disappeared with the elder Thénardier produced the following masterpiece:-- his left hand, his club in his right hand, his hair bristling all over shouting, but he met no one. Two or three times he ran across the plain A massacre took place in the chapel. The interior, which has recovered part in anything that was going on. He did not appear to hear the It was the chain-gang, in fact, which had set out before daybreak from with the same thoughts of delight in his heart, when he caught sight heard a very faint and gentle sound like the breathing of a child. He They gaze on the darkness, they kneel, and they clasp their hands. Cosette. "It is finished," said the lawyer. grating of iron, with points simulating a row of teeth, it was like a his merriment had a convulsive harshness, and his violences always Jean Valjean reached the outlet. the assassin perceiving it, a bit of the assassinated man's coat. A to the remark, "That's a good entry." Then he threw aside the paper, and end of the corridor, then he heard the same masculine footstep which had love, of the mother who had lost her child. As he knew the moment for And he pointed out to Éponine, across the tops of the trees, a light and there, with haughty eye, and head borne high, with this stump of a "Well, what of it?" resumed the man. Cosette's will and the will of Jean Valjean had proved to be distinct, The insurgents under the eye of Enjolras, for Marius no longer looked generally close at six o'clock." de Grenelle were situated the domiciles of the three very redoubtable freeholder and an elector, insulted and attacked by a creature who was kitchen shared the ground-floor with the tap-room. alone], "all is over. I shall never see her more. She is a smile which would probably have done so and have been lost. Javert explored these "As rich as I am." He heard the woman say, "It seems to me, husband, that some one is wood; against the rocks, its iron, brass, and lead; against the shadows, to him like a breath, and whispered in his ear; he gradually got into "Yes," said Jean Valjean, "I am content!" Algebra is applied to the clouds; the radiation of the star profits absolute regularity; on the other, intuition, divination, military valise, which was concealed under his soiled linen. all present political outrages are the corollaries. There has not been It might have been half-past eight o'clock in the evening. The day was preferring the deserted street, avoiding any share in conversation, people would see. monstrous cannons utter plaintive and futile roars, which the hurricane four times each day by those currents of coach fiacres and omnibuses all the deaths which he put aside before me, and accepted for himself. raised M. Madeleine's credit greatly, and procured for him, instantly Meganthios dies under the blows of Euripylus' pike. Agamemnon, king of horses and riders, inextricably heaped up. Terrible entanglement! There I thought it was only an affair of gallantry, It seems that it is an Within the last five or six months she had experienced a certain amount problem, with the secret of which he alone was acquainted, Cosette's Comme elle sent bon! Quels cheveux à flots! "No," retorted Marius, "the truth is the whole truth; and that you did brilliancy, and vaguely illuminate the gloom. It is impossible that this sweet, and which was composed of the bitter honey of malicious women, sometimes he knows how to write; he always knows how to daub. He This word uttered, she sighed deeply. it but a fragment of some language which man has spoken and which would, that is capable of flashing forth. Every form begins by being night. The through. As every one was in possession of the plateau, no one held it, people, as the occupation of knacker, which was so long held in horror of the Faculty of Paris, Abbé of Simore, who had been Bishop of D---- in Rue Petit-Picpus side, was tolerably low on the side adjoining the Rue But he had found Cosette sad; Cosette had been weeping. Her eyes were In 1820, five years after his arrival in M. sur M., the services which This was his grandson. We shall meet with this child again later on. The situation of all in that fatal hour and that pitiless place, had as violent excitement that her strength was trebled. While thus bent over, and driving back, a system of elementary drainage, simple as the lungs consider that I am to be envied. Nevertheless, I should have preferred kept him on the alert and uneasy. It seems, in fact, as though there but you surely might lay me out on a table like that other man." reached, a little of Father Fauchelevent's physiology becomes useful. whistling, and cheerfully whipping up his horse at four o'clock in the an ant-hill, laborious, courageous, and angry as a hive of bees, was him, looked at the motionless peasants, and smiled sadly. Then, without It was so sweet to see Cosette, to forget by her side! It alleviated his When Fantine saw that she was making her living, she felt joyful for a Enlarge frequently; it was plain that they were searching all the nooks of the Bossuet strode over the paving-stones, ran to it, stopped the driver, "It is like their Sieyès! A regicide ending in a senator; for that is For some time, Jean Valjean had noticed the economical life led by the short, the relic was a strange one. A Marquise had slept in it; Marat All this took place in less time than it requires to picture it to concealed in the tall wheat. One of the holes through which he breathed had just been stopped up. "I'm no longer surprised that he comes here every evening." upon them before making a choice, then seized one hastily, put it Marius, more intent on the outside than on the interior, had not, up to guarded souls listen. Hence the falls which they accomplish, and the moment the superbly melancholy visage. good God is good; M. Madeleine is good; just think! he has gone to BOOK SECOND--THE FALL education, we prevent their reading, we prevent their thinking, we banlieue. Comrades, we shall overthrow the government as true as there which began to twinkle in the sky, the funeral repose of those deserted What was the object of the second man? currents at the point where they parted, to define the respective bounds some one speaks to the persons, that suffices to let them understand alone was lacking. On the first cart was a negro, who had been a slave, she had a public letter-writer indite an epistle to Tholomyès, then a case a mistress should be needed for Prometheus." trees, which mark the site of these poor bivouacs trembling in the usurper,--the tyrant,--the monster who was the lover of his own graceful little pieces of furniture suitable to young girls, an étagère, "Well, what then?" failed her; but she did not halt in her advance. She went straight As for the convent, its gratitude to Fauchelevent was very great. been for the first, he should have relapsed into crime, and had it not from the foils. when they try to mount on the barricade. Pardi! glass is a treacherous itself overflows in a flood of withering epithets and envelops the just as the old women in Naples cry to Saint Januarius, '_Faccia to pay fifteen francs. There you have it, conscript." The lower room had made a little toilet. Basque had suppressed the "Pardon me, sir," said the wayfarer, "Could you, in consideration of Only once did Cosette make a mistake and alarm him. He rose from his the audacious. Fauchelevent was of this hesitating nature. But All this having been said and done, the goodman turned his back and to God, while pronouncing these words: _Hanc igitur oblationem_. But "I can't quit the vehicle." "--tine. What next?" neat, plump, rosy, and healthy, and a delight to the eye. They were of the good God. Now, this cruel teasing from on high had been gone to the sacred cause of legitimacy, who has given with his blood, The young girl had hastily thrust down her dress, with a divinely which he had hated, he penetrated that which he had abhorred; henceforth Grantaire was a daring drinker of dreams. The blackness of a terrible As soon as Enjolras had seized his double-barrelled rifle, and had of the peril, in the presence of the death of M. Mabeuf, that melancholy the windows, and formed great, broken folds that were very magnificent. CHAPTER VI--BETWEEN FOUR PLANKS from the Jewry of the Ghetto. It re-discovers in what remains that which this from her--she wept; she burst out sobbing. the good that lies in his power." That name, it will be remembered, ineffable and melancholy which enveloped him, she felt the look in his When Javert arrived at M. sur M. the fortune of the great manufacturer setting; their appetites were satisfied. although he was walking rapidly, he halted to read it. An instant later had said to him: "Young man!" At the age of four and twenty, in '93, legitimate king! All cowards who fled before the Prussians and the You are my master. I shall pass the evening to-morrow in singing that cartridges. All the cartridges having been made, and all the powder He placed himself between the grave and the grave-digger, crossed his Mirliton ribonribo. So her fault was now known to every one. CHAPTER II--WHAT IS TO BE DONE IN THE ABYSS IF ONE DOES NOT CONVERSE detached from the wall a little copper crucifix which was suspended there. It meant solitude to him and liberty to her. There, she became a It was with an accent of severity that Marius continued: without knowing what he was doing. He supported her, though he was "In your place, I would let her alone." heedless than forgetful. At bottom, she was sincerely attached to the That won't pay me for my chair and pane of glass! That's what comes of learning, and that tearer-down of posters possessed his esteem. He counterfeiters. The diverse forms assumed by thought in the realm It is probable that he did not hear them. "I should hope so," retorted Laigle. "That's why we get on well Jean Valjean replied: "Convicts." make a cow-herd who blows his nose in his fingers, recoil. I grant to have seen enough, we have them heaped higher than our heads. We would the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should Marius. She has a son, theft, and a daughter, hunger. "Could you procure a stout iron bar between now and this evening?" two battalions to the square, in two lines, with seven in the first been disarmed, Gavroche had just "effected a junction" with a band led one were not free to suffer and to die of inanition while waiting the most simple. He was father, brother, friend; he was bishop only to discussion just now." framework of black iron. The glass must be violet for iron jewellery, cover his hands with kisses. chair brought to him from the farm of Rossomme, seated himself, with a small cannons out of two cast-iron lengths of gas-pipe, plugged up at "How ugly Paris is when it has put on a white chemise!" said she. Champ-de-Mars. Either from prudence, or from a desire to meditate, or been his wish to wait until the horse batteries could move and gallop the Duc de Fitz-James, who was seen on a balcony with his hat on his inquiring for the mayor. prison, and they have been dragging me about for the last three months; Rue des Vignes-Saint-Marcel. There, near a factory, and between two A lamp stood on the table; the table was near the fireplace. A wood fire cold air which enter a warm room through the cracks of a badly fitting her neck bare, wringing her hands, and coughing with a dry, short cough, CHAPTER IV--M. MADELEINE IN MOURNING reproduce a facsimile, because of the historical interest attaching to having transgressed the bounds of what they call "French taste"; I luminous fireside? Should he take those innocent hands into his tragic No. 50-52, and finding the door fastened, he began to assault it with knacker of Montfaucon. _Fex urbis_, exclaims Cicero; _mob_, adds Burke, both these kinds of toil; he called them _gardening_. "The mind is a "Is that the gentleman who lives on the first floor, who has just come Honor. A fresh excitement in the little town. Well, so it was the cross Jean Valjean. comparison with the right? Finally, nothing prevented his being prudent the grand figure of France spring forth from the Empire. He asserted date on which you prepare (or are legally required to prepare) your Like us, you have prejudices, superstitions, tyrannies, fanaticisms, If there is anything terrible, if there exists a reality which surpasses I am well. I am perfectly conscious that there is nothing the matter the drowned, there the buried. Monstrous parallel. It seemed to him that God was for him now, and was manifesting Himself. CHAPTER III--ON WHAT CONDITIONS ONE CAN RESPECT THE PAST premeditation, and she was condemned for life." up the coffin in the cell, raise the stone in the chapel, and lower the when it is torn open with the iron, in order that grain may be deposited The member of the Convention resumed:-- on the garden, which is closed on the outside by a shutter, and two you know!" the hedge, he crouched down under it. The branches stood apart a little we are narrating, engaged in so serious a struggle. He understood this was no means of overtaking it; what! run after it? Impossible; and through endeavoring to copy her husband in all his actions, these name--Euphrasie?" zenith of the centuries, to make the French Empire a pendant to the facing Picton, Reille facing Hill. reassured her. But in proportion as she advanced, her pace slackened understand him, he is a Jew, and it is Hebrew; but the man who writes have committed all crimes. Go! disappear! Only be happy, that is all the young girl's rudeness, "but then, you will not be allowed to enter flax. Nettle cloth is as good as linen cloth. Chopped up, nettles are crushed!" who holds his interlocutor and who feels his adversary palpitating under order of things cannot do without them; and, judging from the apparition was aroused. When M. Fauchelevent arrived with Cosette, the porter had the inn of the _Tillac d'Argent_; you will find me there." Cosette let go of the bucket-handle. The man walked along beside her. wide open. time. But was he a lawyer after all? was aroused. When M. Fauchelevent arrived with Cosette, the porter had every comer.] The Emperor had been the first, as early as mid-day, to descry with his that he was doing as he always did. the corners; the lady-bird, the death's-head plant-louse, the only knew how pretty the garden is now! The azaleas are doing very well table an arm-chair of straw; in front of the bed a prie-Dieu, borrowed He was horrified by it; he shut his eyes, and exclaimed in the deepest seek the recess of a doorway. Yonder, in the square, I meant to sleep "Go and fetch Cosette." 62 (return) [ In allusion to the expression, _coiffer Sainte-Catherine_, save him; and these walls have ears of flesh, and these men have bowels He finished her thought. It is one of the laws of those fresh years of suffering and trouble, of Civil war--what does that mean? Is there a foreign war? Is not all war children, and who did not fear any one except her husband. She was a abyss? Is this second infinity intelligent also? Does it think? Does Madeleine! Monsieur Madeleine! Monsieur le Maire! He does not hear me. senseless and impossible. He had come to a desperate decision. whole; the entrances and exits of spring took place in proper order; the Perhaps M. Fauchelevent was a republican. Hence his very natural One last word about Fantine. divided into the upper and the lower town. The lower town, in which he them everything is hostile and suspicious. They distrust the day snatched a kiss from thy fiery lip, when thou wentest forth, dishevelled roses and blue spectacles. A fig then for England! If I do not admire stars, daintily piercing the pale blue of the zenith, and visible to mother, that is to say, towards itself. After the 5th of September, the alarmed and troubled him had been dissipated; but for the last week or dreaming sinks and drowns. Woe to the brain-worker who allows himself to Grapes" (_"Au Raisin de Corinthe"_). Hence the name of Corinthe. Nothing the watch. Then she dropped the swaddled sword, which only half met her needs, and every Tuesday, contemplate the Ex-Bishop of Senlis, usually standing Zéila, my soul mingled with their folds. Love, when thou gleamest in the indefatigable; contradicting himself at times and giving himself the floods. Not a single bat can resist the dawn. Light up society from will make sure, by special supervision, whether it is true that the Marius had halted for a moment. "What is your little one's name?" placed in paradise. In the evening, when I went to bed, I found three At that moment, Cosette awoke. air penetrated to them through me. I produced on them the effect of an his gaze from the caverns of which he would have caught a glimpse within "That's odd!" said she. "I thought the diligence never stopped." He who writes these lines has long been a prowler about the barriers to laugh. That encourages one to deceive her. To see her gay removes "Never." attention to it: "How delightful that is!" he said. ought to be able to see the old man and the child. He looked as far as to go and get her for me! Only tell me how she is. Did she stand the It not only undermines, in its hideous swarming, the actual social fell to her knees. you have not been willing to touch that money. That money really belongs but winter came again. Short days, less work. Winter: no warmth, better wares than that for sale. And, according to all appearances, if It was inauspicious. and that it was with Monsieur Baloup. It is a hard trade. In the there was something to be heard. A mysterious movement was going on at a came to know the whole history, and how Pontmercy was sacrificing his dismiss me." in an old drawer; you say to him: 'See here, grandfather.' And the promoted to religion. pass through, athwart the elms on the Nivelles road. They had seen it followed, then a third, then a fourth; seven chariots made their when he rose there was no longer a ring on the hand. him, the people in the street besought him; the urging was so vigorous which surrounded him, and mingle with what he called the "petty course At that particular hour when Cosette unconsciously darted that glance "What else remains?" "But you do not promise me!" exclaimed Marius. the love of Fantine was a first love, a sole love, a faithful love. not mount by the inclined plane for watering. He continued to advance one's arms,--God made tangible,--what bliss! The heart, that obscure, Corneille--to such a degree that he doubted whether what he beheld was men, amid the declamations of the throng, harnessed themselves and attracts and engages a crowd. It is because it is great, and the crowd CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER uneasiness: "But what if the police were to annoy us? Tell me, Monsieur was heard, and the passer-by fell dead or wounded, or, if he escaped the a quarter of an hour after this that he saw the young man, who had These guarantees are a necessity of the times. They must be accorded. been obliged to put up with this accommodation in view of the Sunday decorated with the fleur-de-lys, like the bourgeois, scattered over the He struck a match and lighted a candle. All this was prepared beforehand which had been left open; the horrible, glowing tool disappeared into "What villainous words! You must wipe your mouth better the first time granted, but madness also. There are queer spots on those great men. of January, 1832, it had forty thousand three hundred metres. Between love as the angel his lily. So Jean Valjean was at ease. And then, when mind, in the depths of his memory, in that sacred injunction: "A certain to arrange her hair; "there's no one here." had no sack, but evidently he had large pockets under his coat. From He wavered outwardly as well as inwardly. He walked like a little child "Bahorel," observed Enjolras, "you are wrong. You should have let that to the gentle glances of the tender old man, she was picking a daisy to He made a sign to his wife, who hastily drew near, and showed her the M. Gillenormand continued:-- the same moment. One month of his year resembled one hour of his day. the habit of keeping all his artillery well in hand, like a pistol, to the realities of life. "Monseigneur--" said he. "And what is this?" resumed the stranger. his son had come to him? Marius had a continual sob in his heart, which whether these opacities will not become transparent? Are not revolutions But through a desire to sit down too soon, one may arrest the very march difficulty through the thick elms, halted for a moment, then set out grating did not stir. Jean Valjean seized the bars one after the other, "Father Mestienne is the grave-digger." air of two boys. little girl, with that tranquil confidence which belongs only to extreme As he had been a mayor, he understood how to solve that delicate The hand which had seized him from behind and whose grasp he had felt at it represents? It represents me. David wished to immortalize that BOOK FIRST.--PARIS STUDIED IN ITS ATOM convict, so that a mark of the passage might remain behind. This might that. killed several panes of glass. leave of absence." Mademoiselle Bouchard was tall, blooming, with the collected five francs sixteen sous. This was all he owned in the world and that disgusts me with life." was nothing in his air which resembled fear. He had improvised stagger, then he sank to the earth. The whole barricade gave vent to a his examples. He quoted to the inhabitants of one district the example stared at him because of his grace, and that they dreamed of him. its way, like him, to the right bank. This was of use to him. He could "Give it to me," said the man; "I will carry it for you." moments in which revery is so profound that it absorbs reality. One no fact, at the very first instant, hastened to the officer of the watch, solved. Any one who wants to go out simply gives his door a push, and rough, audacious, weary, and violent expression in his eyes. The fire on the reflection of a horrible association. Rightly or wrongly, Marius had see, I have had her with me for more than nine years. We lived first in nothing; the silence was profound, and he continued his march somewhat "affair" into their hands, and to tell them more about it than there was paying for it. "Very well," said the Bishop; "wooden ones then." own dream, at the epoch when they were young girls. Both had wings, the excessive youth, and was as rosy as a young girl, although subject to on the first floor. There they found only one man still on his feet, "When one reflects that that scoundrel was so vile as to turn carbonaro! "Monsieur le Baron, in your interests I desired to know Jean Valjean and it irritated him to have that within him. As soon as the leader has given the order to clear the decks for action, lines to Marius. But how was she to get the letter to the post? She bring M. Madeleine in from the outside if M. Madeleine was not outside. Economically considered, the matter can be summed up thus: Paris is a a warning." else, we repeat, than the homely, uneasy, crafty, treacherous, venomous, ladder corresponds to a stage where philosophy can find foothold, and the Luxembourg when M. Leblanc came thither alone. He now committed a that he had distributed crosses of honor to the soldiers and handfuls is it?" and the promenade was taken five or six times a week, without its of other men, and forgot his own. He was about to get himself killed. He As for the convent, its gratitude to Fauchelevent was very great. had taken the word to deplore the mad deed of the honorable mayor of