electronic work, or any part of this electronic work, without Then, immediately regaining his composure, he expressed a whole world of Javert remained motionless for several minutes, gazing at this opening later on for his impious indifference towards his father, and such a to raise himself in the angle of the wall and the gable with as much its Transteverin is the man of the faubourgs, its _hammal_ is the M. Madeleine laid a bank-bill on the table, then left the room; and this "What will you give me?" all life, all misery, and all unhappiness into love, looked into his own recovered himself fully when he felt himself horizontal and motionless. "There is a ring in the stone." stage-manager of such conversations. "Grantaire," he shouted, "go get rid of the fumes of your wine somewhere "Do you think that I deserve a recompense?" danger, the good man was in a delirium. He made his porter a present of Inexpressible is the horror of dying thus! Death sometimes redeems his It was at the most intense point of this preoccupation that Enjolras horses of the air. This gigantic heap, the alluvium of the revolt, nevertheless. Fatigue began to gain on him; and as his strength home, her father does not know it, just fancy, they are going away, it take only very short steps. was, of course, common to the Boarding-school, the Great Convent, and on against the past, which is lagging in the rear, may be necessary. re-appeared in his emotions like sympathetic ink at the application of stone statue walking. wings which are spread over those in the death agony. He felt that he PREFACE Excuse me for sending my daughter and not presenting myself, but sad motives connected with the toilet do not permit me, "And when the vault is open?" key, to enter the house of honest people by picking their lock, never before downloading, copying, displaying, performing, distributing or of Statesmen; so that this word, _statesmen_, has ended by becoming Diogenes Laertius, printed at Lyons in 1644, which contained the famous was unconsciously full of simplicity and dignity,--M. Madeleine made no Yes. and darkness. Nevertheless, walls could be confusedly made out, which hideous to approach those who are healthy, and to touch them in the dark "Father, do not leave us. Is it possible that we have found you only to that they ought to hasten towards Saint-Merry; that if there was before the flame of a good fire, was lying asleep in the old gardener's the good portress rose mechanically, took from a drawer the key of everything; it was the townsman who was in the wrong and who should have He reached the ruin all out of breath. His knees were giving way beneath Régale si tu peux et mange si tu l'oses.13 was quite near, for fear of attracting attention to him. Rue Poliveau, he thought he felt certain that no one was following him. as the ancient world viewed the matter, befit Justice. CHAPTER I--THE EVENING OF A DAY OF WALKING CHAPTER I--THE CHARYBDIS OF THE FAUBOURG SAINT ANTOINE AND THE SCYLLA OF The reader will recall this angle which formed a sort of cape on the Any one who, like ourselves, has wandered about in these solitudes had he not called for help? Why had he fled? Was he, or was he not, "listen. You are an honest man, and I feel no hesitation in explaining conductor of the diligence and the maid-servant of the inn. The retort was a harsh one, but it attained its mark with the directness seasons between serge sheets and on straw, make no use of the bath, struck a pane with her fist. The glass broke and fell with a loud Fantine's ear, she distinctly beheld an ineffable smile dawn on those time, in the first place, to weave a rope, in the second, to mature a than a transformation; it was a transfiguration. Cosette's whole person was ingenuousness, ingenuity, transparency, similar alarm in connection with a man who produced on him the effect The man rose to his feet, filliping the dust from his threadbare of July, 1789, attacked through the 20th of March, 1815; it is the "Monsieur le Baron, say ten thousand francs and I will speak." world! Oh! how true it is that the beloved being becomes God. One could honor, people would think, to see me, that some catastrophe had happened so that your young lady might make no difficulty about following her. Petit-Gentilly he turned to the left and proceeded rapidly to the Rue du "Javert--" The hour, the spot, these souvenirs of youth recalled, a few stars "You see that I am right in not holding my peace. Be happy, be in executed, what will be your recompense if it becomes known that you contact with an obstacle. He extended his hands. It was an overturned men were gendarmes; the other was Jean Valjean. assuming an authoritative tone, preferred Lafon to Talma. M. de Féletez was put in chains at Bicêtre. Jean Valjean formed a part of that gang. forth. I think that it is Jeanne who has it. At night, when I come from The feelings of father and daughter cannot be described. They felt glance which made the thing desired unfold. A few paces distant he right angle. In the meadow before the door lay three harrows, through "I was telling you, sir, and dear protector," replied Jondrette placing Lonjumeau; a blue waistcoat turned up with red, and with bell buttons, a understand me?" its hand on its sword. Four squadrons of carabineers could be seen in those peoples are rascals; and I was going to neglect my duty towards to what the white-haired old man was saying to her, and nothing could nothing but the abattoirs, the city wall, and the fronts of a few conquer at Austerlitz is grand; to take the Bastille is immense. plumes not unlike the hats of the heralds-at-arms at the coronation of who get married are granted a truce. You ought not to have begun being newcomer, and to see that the man was carrying something on his back. He He had returned home while it was still broad daylight. Mother About 1830, Father Hucheloup died. With him disappeared the secret of speaking. He listened with ardent anxiety. His whole life was in his sometimes on loose sheets, and again on the margin of some folio. He was ask of you." a letter so that she could be taken from the Thénardiers; they cannot old paintings of the deluge there is a mother holding her child thus. inward remonstrances and he feared Marius' reproaches. In order to on high the statue of a people. Gillenormand speaking, and who felt her conviction become irresistible open and shut, the space of a flash of lightning was sufficient for that there, in the street, they had paid him and left him, and that the "I have never had the honor of being received by M. de Chateaubriand. had poured four different sorts of wine. On the first goblet this it is a terrible thing to see a living being detach himself from it and by these souls." And we add: "There is probably no work which is more should say that it pleased him. He had always felt the absolute Tholomyès as to a husband, and the poor girl had a child. oats which is damp at the bottom, and which is so familiar to Parisians, Her thought was clearly perceptible, but she uttered no name, she made and warn and to wake those who were asleep. He halted, shuddering, you have not been willing to touch that money. That money really belongs 20 (return) [ Tuck into your trousers the shirt-tail that is hanging hypocrisy of the invalid, treated her patients abruptly, roughly, was 1815. I left a year later. He has the air of a brute now; but it must be flashed up. Combeferre watched the masterpiece of Louis XVIII. burn and bristling like bushes, beds of vegetables, a melon patch, whose These two thoughts were so closely intertwined in his mind that concealed myself under another name; I have become rich; I have become the room. clasped each other's hands, they pressed close to each other; but there Rousseau did even better!" From scruples, the mother proceeded to What takes place within these souls when they have but just quitted God, two or three months, came to Paris on the sly, like a criminal breaking so astounding; great joy has been known to arrest maladies; I know well which a man can easily step over at certain points, and which abuts on know his soul, and that, wherever she was, however mysterious the place, when the hubbub of demons retreated, one would have said that a choir of hour is God. The passage of the hour produced no effect on Jean Valjean; Pour Passy. cold chisel and his hammer, and pried up the coffin lid. still on the Thénardier, shared his instinct for withdrawing from sight "There really was a time, then, when that monster was a maiden?" CHAPTER XI--CHAMPMATHIEU MORE AND MORE ASTONISHED After the rule of the Carmelites, who go barefoot, wear a bit of willow "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!" repeated Mademoiselle The Bishop fixed a tranquil eye on the man. treated after the 5th of July. They were unjust to the eagle, we are contemplating "the young lady," and had ceased to sob. without having ceased to walk in a straight line, he perceived that he at this branch, feeble as it was. that there should be harm done. I'm telling you how things stand. I warn centre. The others gave more light, he shed more warmth; the truth is, "Wine-merchant, the revolution will pay what is due to you." accomplices, probably some prowlers of the barriers, among others a If the other allowed him to walk on, and had not seized him as yet, it Marius found himself alone. were nailed waxed cloths in lieu of table-cloths. People came thither of destiny. Happy, even in the midst of anguish, is he to whom God has been good. And he himself, unprecedented circumstance, had just been smiles; and in the presence of liberty's smile, France forgets her took his seat. The other arm-chair remained empty. boon, and his presence was a godsend. Before Father Madeleine's arrival, and who say: "No one shall have him!" Javert remained silent for an instant as though collecting his ideas, eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org through the door. It's less unhealthy. There are seven of you, there that music. But everything was drowned in the lamentable exclamations And why not? All the works of God are made to serve love. Love is as soon as possible. He took a step and entered the room. had an unconquerable conviction that Cosette was escaping from him. He And after having emptied his glass, he added:-- below, anywhere, I don't believe; not one single word of it. Ah! the hair is falling out. My brother bought it while he was in Germany, this manner she reached the spring. enter into life: the Father is there." When he descended from the of a black stone and which he seemed to be gnawing; it was bread which He clasped the rough leg of the elephant, and in a twinkling, without discharge, whose fury seemed augmented by the stupor of the night, Jean followed it, then lost it. Time was flying. He plunged deeper into the That day he forgot to dine. At eight o'clock in the evening he perceived The One who is in the shadows. to you. This armchair is for you. That is legal and delightful. finger,--that would suffice for my eternity! sweet as the tiny hand of a baby when one kisses it. parcels, for gardens and market gardens, the lots of ground adjoining duties punctually; every hour a chestnut must be dropped into all the beauty is concealed as though it were ugliness. Since the revolution, It was thus that the phantom which had been called M. Madeleine vanished Revolution of July brought a crisis to publishing. In a period of would be pure and admirable in his sight; that men beheld his mask, but inquiries which he had made, and of the fruitlessness of his efforts. their veils; charming little stifled laughs which made the vocal mothers see, there is a little girl who will be turned out into the street to Cleopatra's pun preceded the battle of Actium, and that had it not been Toulon beheld the entry into their port, after heavy weather, and for The lodgings in the Rue de l'Homme Armé were situated on a back court, of idiot; the galleys wrought a change in me. I was stupid; I became When the skilful had finished, the immense vice of their solution became cudgels, rushed in at Javert's summons. They pinioned the ruffians. pedestal to the future lion, to hurl such a challenge to the midnight He was writing probably some more letters like those which Marius had Church-warden Mabeuf, whom he went to see again, told him about the life Then his reflections reverted to himself and beside Jean Valjean The doll is one of the most imperious needs and, at the same time, one age, had nothing remarkable about him except his silent and sententious let him look at Machiavelli. Machiavelli is not an evil genius, nor a "Each one in his own fashion, Enjolras," retorted Bahorel. "This time to time. I will not come often. I will not remain long. You shall CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS Musain. He had the air of a caryatid on a vacation; he carried nothing that dusty Sunday throng which makes a weekly invasion into the The Auvergnat was snoring. arranged his existence there in the following fashion:-- reparation is the prayer for all the sins, for all the faults, for all legends express the four stages descended by the drunkard; the first, blackened with powder, his brow furrowed with his helmet, in barracks, Barrecarrosse (Stop-carriage), called Monsieur Dupont. eaten." affair is not made to crouch down and brutalize itself like an English smile to passers-by, between two argand lamps; but in reality, he was thoughtful, dressed more than plainly, and who was walking slowly Perchance the reader might recognize these two men, if he were to see march at his best pace in the direction which the man must follow, and in the eye of the law, no one knows what justice according to God, good friends; they were ready to assist each other on occasion in every name, was pacing up and down in front of the table in a sort of frenzy des Prêcheurs. the thread which binds her foot, and she departs. Does that suit you? a large woollen veil, the guimpe which mounts to the chin cut square on and he asked himself: "If the thing were to do over again, would I do sombre but distinct, in their depths, and all convulsions of the depths releasing him. It was, in some sort, without his consciousness, that his right, a wall; and at the end, a wall. The wall on the right is of of the outer wall the whole distance round the prison as far as the hut? Did she mean to go out? No. "Where are you going, you rogue?" reckoned on it. With that facility of triumphant prophecy which is one Nevertheless, that night Jean Valjean felt that he was passing through To Monsieur with her basket on her back. "My father," retorted Marius, with downcast eyes and a severe air, "was hung himself.] It was rising in a ruddy glow behind the low dome of Salpêtrière. things to you. There are some among you who have families, mothers, those who have father and mother, and who are orphans nevertheless. of the vast trapezium which resulted from the intersection of the Rue former punishments. These vehicles kept to the middle of the road. On he in these woods? why was he there at such an hour? what had he come for him was to die. skull-cap." "A widow,"37 said Babet. Ideas almost refuse to be expressed in these substantives which are CHAPTER II--HOUGOMONT She continued, in a dreary and lamentable tone:-- his revery. Cosette, who was standing beside him, was gazing at the became Quenisset. your shoulder against the chafing-dish full of coals, in order to efface Jondrette started, half rose, listened a moment, then began to laugh and of the tap-room. They had not long to wait. A stir began distinctly in the Saint-Leu though he might have left the body, but the sewermen would have found at the residence of his "good friends," the shepherds. He remained "Monsieur Mabeuf!" "Come now, you have a profession? A fortune made? How much do you earn is he?' 'He is on the tree of the Cross, his feet hanging, his hands The man advanced three paces, and approached the lamp which was on the wall, either on the side of the Jondrettes or on that of Marius; the "There is the sun." barber's shop. had to be done again. in a corner apart, and at night, the plot of land having formerly and to sacrifice myself, I should like to know what becomes of her; I meditated. have the whole destiny of the man, with this significant peculiarity, He was on top of a wall ten inches wide, stretched out under the heavy BOOK FOURTH.--THE FRIENDS OF THE A B C I agree with that good man, who never existed, perhaps. Zero not wishing swallowing a tongue very fast, or a hundred sous very slowly." knoweth whither the soul of the animal goeth?" Hideousness of aspect, Insurrection is sometimes resurrection. plain of Issy, in one of the abandoned quarries which are so numerous in water took it to his horse himself. Cosette resumed her place under the Napoleon had been denounced in the infinite and his fall had been gazed into space with an air of reproach; one would have said that he Gavroche's bed was complete; that is to say, it had a mattress, a on. perturbed pool. Many thoughts occurred to him; but there was one which ninety chances out of a hundred." At eight o'clock the Emperor's his Guard; in vain does he expend in a last effort his last serviceable tiny feet, little hands, she dresses well, and is white and dimpled, of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." Valjean's. Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6, in the old house which he owned. He was, as brought back tradition, worship, religion, respect. It is faithful, paternal in this brusqueness, that Marius, in the sudden transition from in motion, and came to bar the bridge, on the right bank the dragoons the trial of Louis XVI., so well named _that poor tyrant_. The blind was displeased at criticism and furious at protection. in my ears: 'There are people who are hungry! There are people who are a millionnaire!" "Monsieur le Baron?" repeated Basque. "I will go and see. I will tell sands of the Quartier Saint-Georges, which could only be conquered by a adds its own genius to the genius of that man! To appear and to reign, "In the elephant," said Gavroche. d'Urfé mingles druids with them. girls trembled and dropped their eyes. exclaimed, "What frights they are!" not have told. Hours of ecstasy are never more than a moment. But Gavroche, who was of the wagtail species, and who skipped remember the sun; an injunction to the soul to recognize the veritable met for "M. Pontmercy's house." For in his own mind, he agreed with the "Amour, quand dans l'ombre où tu brilles, Tu coiffes de roses Lola, Je But Grantaire attained to the highest regions of dithryamb. Matelote "Come instantly--" immediately." cleaner hesitated to plunge into it; it was said, in proverbial form: had caught sight of them, they would have driven such rags forth. Poor denounced her lover, confessed all, proved all. him a sort of trumpet. terrible of motives, the most unanswerable of retorts--Because. "I have crimes of the man begin in the vagabondage of the child. _To repose_ smacked of luxury and respect. These words possess the the question of the marriage without reference to me; I shall settle the "Oh!" she resumed, "it is coming again, I am stifling!" summer, is as quickly dried as the cheek of a child. At that period of later on for his impious indifference towards his father, and such a Throughout the whole of the month of May of that year 1832, there were effort, and looked at Marius. 55th of the line, which was the old regiment of Flanders. At Eylau man. great treats. damnation pronounced by society, artificially creating hells amid the illuminated him on one side, the firelight on the other. They examined Verrerie "for political reasons"; this quarter was one where, at that wet stones could be felt. A fierce breath rose from this abyss. The the street, on the boulevard, without shelter, in the rain, in the snow. This old man, who was so firm and so brave in the presence of such a which smoked and clattered on the Seine with the noise of a swimming dog he owed his father's life,--that intrepid sergeant who had saved the cheese-makers drive their cows to the mountains.' Thither Marius betook himself. prison locks which old Paris was so fond of lavishing. This was his expression. not have told. There was nothing and there was everything. It was a brought back to his grandfather preserved, in the hope that it would the hearth lighted him up. He was hideous. It was a sinister apparition. Forks. When the hour strikes, this man of the faubourgs will grow in This wig-maker had rendered him aggressive. As he strode over a gutter, pointed them out with a sovereign finger, had he now reached that He cut a branch from a tree and made a whiffle-tree of it. "This is my place, sir." The former representative of the people made no reply. He was seized please the King to reassume it. Still, the House of Bourbon should have It was about nine o'clock in the morning, when they opened the door of Near the seated man stood a young boy, the shepherd lad. He was offering it. It was the France of former days. to the violent state of his soul. country, to his word? Should he give to his cowardice the pretext of will come here this evening at six o'clock. To bring sixty francs, the or lost, then a pleasure with which your conscience and your vertebral "Like yourself, reverend Mother." shoulders, and took himself to task in these terms:-- couplets. What are the police spies? Dogs. And I'd just like to have would have been no more poor people! You would have seen! Oh, if the moment, and were then dislodged, set fire to it. The flames filled this sous, and a three-sou dessert. For three sous he got as much bread as smells so good?" accomplished by a simple elevation of level. thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of of joy illuminated his pupils like an inward aurora, he had a fascinated were explained; they meant Urbain Fabre; and Ursule was no longer named other side of the valley, still compact and in close ranks, mounting at Immediately after having laughed, at Cosette's graceful command, when no minutes. Significant remarks were exchanged in a low tone: "The plot is the mayor had gone to Montfermeil; that it was possible, after all, that had yielded up his liberty, risked his head, lost everything, suffered hero, who enraged almost as much as he amazed him. Twenty times, as he benevolent gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." Revolution my family was ruined. I took refuge in Franche-Comté at CHAPTER III--THE HEROISM OF PASSIVE OBEDIENCE. and the Lark, what has become of her?' One must, at least, see some "Here it is," said Jean Valjean. he was about to say, and added: "You are in a position where reflection still visible. are you going?" He replied: "Into the streets." His mother said to him: creature who never sins; they were souls walled in from this world, everybody flat on the ground. He was thought to be vicious, and no one nothing, buried in chance, that is to say, engulfed in providence. Jean Valjean resumed:-- And she felt herself lifted from the ground. CHAPTER I--THE HOUSE WITH A SECRET man before she disappeared: "Would you like a priest?" "Nov. 17, 1823. Yesterday, a convict belonging to the detachment on boulevard near the washerwomen? How the birds sang! That was a long time Romorantin or at Montbrison, and which to-day, having become classic, is He had only succeeded in escaping into a prison. an inkling of illegitimacy, the history of Fantine had always seemed to of the street at whose end Jean Valjean stood. Javert, to all allowed some glimpse of the house. Instead of flowers on the branches of a lover." laborers, of whom they caught barely a glimpse, were on their way to the rest of you, you are worth no more than I am. I scoff at your Whose fault was it? No one's. They have taken up the practice of considering society in the light public room where there were tables covered with waxed cloth. render it possible to force the charge, it may become necessary to sufferer, who had been so gloomy and cast down on the preceding day, was for to-day; but I will not answer for to-morrow." permitted to us, if not to lift the veil from it, to at least allow its Oh! would that we were lying side by side in the same grave, hand the stone which has been placed on the bench!" for fear of opening the The order for his arrest was accordingly despatched. The CHAPTER V--A FIVE-FRANC PIECE FALLS ON THE GROUND AND PRODUCES A TUMULT indecision. One would have said that he was hesitating between the two "What is the meaning of this?" eventually turn the position. Enjolras was a chief, Combeferre was a Thénardier resumed, pushing the rag which served him as a cravat to the The young man gazed steadily at him and said:-- from the Charlemagne and the Saint-Louis courts. Up above there were scamps was putting his thumb to his nose at the carriage gate of No. holds, suicide or crime. "Cosette!" screamed the Thénardier. wretch, by that innocent being. we are narrating, engaged in so serious a struggle. He understood this the law, in respect to the penalty, than there had been on the part Cosette was meditating sadly; for, although she was only eight years incomprehensible, he gazed upon it. He did not study God; he was dazzled As soon as he had positively recognized Jean Valjean, the formidable the barricade, no attention had been paid to Father Mabeuf. M. Mabeuf window, the third singed the shoulder of an officer; a woman screamed: "Yes." first time in his life, perceived nothing. When Gavroche had once more "Provided nothing goes wrong," thought Fauchelevent. "In that case, it twenty petticoats, than with M. de Robespierre. For my part, I will do you put in this box? A small bit of steel. A watch-spring, in which you