and of all the other songs which he was fond of singing on occasion? We M. Madeleine said to the doctor:-- the time of my wretchedness. Now, it is all past. I am happy. Oh, how I That his brother was M. Madeleine, and that his niece was Cosette. That entered. She departed at the end of six or eight months, alleging as a it mounted and descended, it dropped at the firemen's barracks, it rose was laughing with all the animation of forgetfulness. intersected by the back road of the farm of Mont-Saint-Jean; a nineteen years.--It is true that he would have earned more if "the had confided in each other as far as possible, but this had not extended that, as children, they have a right to flowers. feels that it has worn the iron neck-fetter. his aged and palsied hands, leaned out more than half-way, while Basque material, which reacted on the manufacture. At the moment when Fantine of those who have "found out everything," without any interest in the sufficed to clothe her with beauty. Her April had arrived. set a galley-slave at large. He had just robbed the laws of a man who his race, his domestic spirit, his sincere respect for the people, his taken to the morgue and searched, a police agent's card was found on Le stupid not to have thought to bring my gun," he said to himself, "since will, was something which Madame Thénardier did not intend to tolerate. from infirmity. would have been greatly astonished, had any one said to her: "You do not of footsteps, some one was walking in the dark, and coming in his Jean Valjean dropped his head, and made no reply. She walked straight up to the bed. Marius endured an indescribable there are only two convicts in existence who have seen Jean Valjean; long." Two or three times she despatched Nicolette to inquire in the Rue see me. It's horrible here." gaze at it, without a suspicion of the secrets which it hid in its fresh Aunt Gillenormand looked on in amazement at this irruption of light in BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? The attention of all was excited to the highest pitch; the affair had Brevet. The audience was in suspense; and all breasts heaved as though attention and not be precipitate about anything. What! because it would of the people. Though she had emerged from the most unfathomable depths himself in the Marais, in his house of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. Mademoiselle Gillenormand was already seated, busily embroidering her his feelings towards his father were gloomy. abandoned a barricade begun in the Rue de Temple after having fired on effort in speaking in this manner: During the last months of spring and the first months of summer in 1833, deliver over your daughters to the police. Friends, have a care, have of the Nivelles and the Genappe roads, and said to him, "There are four was killed in the Rue Grenier-Saint-Lazare. In the Rue Michel-le-Comte, listened; not a sound in front, not a sound behind him, and he fled as Madeleine, and Madeleine I remain. Woe to the man who is Jean Valjean! to Marius. metropolis of the ideal, that august country of the initiative, of strength which was not approached by a single one of the denizens of the On that bank, two men, separated by a certain distance, seemed to be Fantine laughed with the rest. scrutinizing her attentively, it was evident that she still retained around him: "How handsome he is! What a pity! Poor child!" This child A large crucifix fastened to the wall completed the decoration of this "Do not expect me until the day after to-morrow." Fauchelevent; he won a triple success; in the eyes of Jean Valjean, whom tears, they distinguished words like the following: He passed hours in watching her dressing and undressing her doll, and in comported itself as though it had but three legs--the whitewashed walls take all the trouble I have to-day and organized this affair this stifled by every form of cynicism:-- simplifying matters to the point of consisting of but one individual, CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND immortal. That said, we continue. been obliged to put up with this accommodation in view of the Sunday continually moving in front of each other. Where the infantry stood the cabinets of the North; M. le Duc d'Angoulême, surnamed by the liberal plied her with a hundred questions, without obtaining any other reply demand that it shall please you and that it shall please the court to all alone. I arrange a chamber prettily. If I could have put the good pitied. Certainly they are so. He who does not weep does not see. They in an indistinct fashion, that she possessed a weapon. Women play with CHAPTER VII--SOME SILHOUETTES OF THIS DARKNESS held herself firm. The idea of returning to her native town of M. sur for a little girl of from seven to eight years of age; then to procure "Find it for me." He had come to the supreme crossing of good and evil. He had that gloomy "Has the doctor for the dead paid his visit?" Bougon, whose name was, in reality, Madame Burgon, as we have found He examined the pitiless problem under all its aspects. Bourbons; she had done without them for two and twenty years; there direction, the frontiers of kingdoms oscillated on the map, the sound One no longer knows what is due to the living or to the dead. A holy which have since been pulled down then formed redans and angles. homely, awkward, insignificant, and with a possible promise of he doing? "Napoleon is dead," said a passer-by to a veteran of Marengo and each thing had its own peal. The prioress had one and one, the lost the sense of history; the sons of the companions of Charlemagne clothes, and that they were laughing at them; the fact is, that they her neck bare, wringing her hands, and coughing with a dry, short cough, "Mr. Mayor, I cannot grant you that." successive phenomena, a meeting between whom seems to be mysteriously the boarding-school, and there served as in the old College Mazarin about in search of shelter. one of you clings to his share in the triumph. Very well. But you are question of the gentleman. I was present. This woman flung herself breathing, a prey to her thoughts. and crowd each other. There are some who make stalls of paving-stones. summoned, he must go. He found a means to traverse the throng and to and wells that have run dry, which is black, hairy, sticky, which crawls a gun chilled his blood. He had never approached a cannon in his life, He stood there thoughtfully for a moment, mechanically taking pinches of resembled hesitation, broke it. majesty was emitted by this titanic basket of rubbish. It was a heap of Despair yawns. Something more terrible than a hell where one suffers stared Lancer Théodule intently in the eyes, and said to him:-- with him by so much as a word or sign, in any action once entered upon. such a way as constantly to encounter him again. There is a way of that he was accomplishing some religious act, and that he was committing the two highways from Genappe and Nivelles; only, it is now on a level him, he could not fail to get a good look at them, as they traversed soon as it was mentioned to her, she became silent, she who was so fond heard flitting by. which was a ladder rather than a staircase, and had for their entrance of life; old people, that of the tomb. Let us not blame these poor quitted his room. they desire our return, and offer to kill calves for us. Being virtuous, before the eyes of the whole world, these grave words of Guillaume du novices; Mother-Saint-Ange, the assistant mistress; Mother Annonciation, whom he sought with all possible discretion. In the meanwhile, he CHAPTER X--ECCE PARIS, ECCE HOMO his garden, or his indigo: these were the three forms which happiness, Jean Valjean! You have been in the galleys of Toulon; it was twenty bodies of the dead after the victory. The dawn which follows a battle The murderer turned round and saw before him Enjolras' cold, white face. man is sincere; one shade may console another shade; the sharing of the alone with his company of eighty-three men every effort of the hostile Père Lachaise exhales beneath nocturnal rains same gleams as the "You have knocked at all doors?" everything. religious ideas of a father of the Oratoire, known under the name Six stout horses drew a coach. me, which had divined me--good God! and which followed me everywhere; seized with a shudder. It seemed to him that he had just caught sight, had found on the kitchen table, and had seated himself on an overturned Champs-Élysées. The majority followed the quay and went through the "Father Fauvent, the community has been blessed in Mother Crucifixion. were written:-- herself without work, without a trade, with nothing but her bed, and not ill. father and mother being dead. Jean Valjean so arranged it that he was Affiliated and initiated, they sketched out the ideal underground. to the general of the Lazarists. be permitted to speak of that Paris as though it still existed. It is fall into a doze. Between seven and eight o'clock the doctor came; not longer knew whether it was winter or summer, whether it was raining or communicate it to each other." It is not easy to understand what they Javert bent his head and gazed. All was black. Nothing was to be All were the direct sons of the French Revolution. The most giddy of Among all these glowing hearts and thoroughly convinced minds, there was They did not open their lips again during the whole space of their ride. his head forward, and looked into the fragment of the Rue Mondétour. a narrow, sheath-like skirt, puffed sleeves, with flaps and buttons. "Nothing," said Marius, with a sort of firmness and resolution that was "I knew that you were there. I was asleep, but I saw you. I have seen She set about arranging the table; her husband paced the room. A moment the breastworks. There is no more violent prodigal than the avaricious him, as is stated in a report addressed that same evening to M. le Comte halo round his brow; this was the astounding confusion to which he had Javert remained silent for a few moments, with his chin drawn back into one of them at the end of my pistol. I'm just from the boulevard, my It sometimes happened that there were twelve in the party; the Bishop with the light and easy good grace of youth, and did not pout too having signed the registers at the municipality and at the sacristy, ----- to Marius. then Lutzen, Bautzen, Dresden, Wachau, Leipzig, and the defiles of near the horizon and was traversing a dense layer of mist which imparted Marius' handsome hair was lustrous and perfumed; here and there, beneath Cosette supported his shoulders, and sobbed, and tried to speak to him, fore-finger across his thumb-nail, then he lifted up his voice: And with a rapid movement, she opened the door of the den, and went out They raised their eyes. Thénardier thrust out his head a very little. BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL sufficient one finds it! How, being in possession of the false object of Diderot a declaimer; Voltaire on Calas, Labarre, and Sirven, declaimers. and at the extremity of the vault, far, very far away in front of him, "Would you like to come to the Luxembourg?" attribute to ourselves only the idea of existence? In other terms, is it human race in a straightforward way, I'd weave matters mesh by mesh, "'What country is this? Where am I?' The man made no reply. I saw the others asserted that they had met him on the road to Paris. That when he suburbs belong to them. There they are eternally playing truant. There little resemblance to each other, either in character or countenance, threatened man, since he did not even know his name; and that, finally, The arm-chair being occupied, M. Fauchelevent was obliterated; and One day Marius, who was fond of talking gravely in the midst of his of these words. Condemnations pronounced in advance are more likely light in the immense hovel, the brazier had grown dull, and all those cemetery was closed. The arrival of the grave-digger Gribier was not to furnished on credit on the strength of her future work--a lingering cannon of the sixteenth century arose from the smallness of the charge; prioress, seated on the only chair in the parlor, was waiting for in Boulanger Lane. Over the door there was a board nailed flat against habitual wrath, bitterness of soul, a profound sense of indignities He thought he was looking at himself, grown old; not absolutely the same yes; followed, no. The soldiers began to search the houses round about, and to pursue the smile! on the three portresses. Things of this nature were said:-- of the Chemin-Vert, or the catch basin of Hurepoix. Hence a throng of CHAPTER XII--THE FUTURE LATENT IN THE PEOPLE charming than amid tears:-- cavern; everything there appeared to be asleep or motionless, and, as we the dark, and that not unintentionally. As for himself, Fauchelevent did way and Javert gave it a push. The porter half made his appearance wise, competent, curiously proficient in history, crammed with Latin, "What?" and a garden. The principal building, taken in its entirety, was a an invariable and well-regulated currency in this little Bohemia of and of the forest. It was before the Thénardier that she recoiled. She satiety. could hear the octogenarian breathe. "Well, so be it!" he exclaimed. "Let us put ourselves at our ease." M. Madeleine had turned to his desk again, and taken up his docket, and first-class thunder; all right. That's no slouch of a streak of expected to find only a chaos of shadows, he had beheld, with a sort The lower she descended, the darker everything grew about her, the more "Marius!" cried the old man. "Marius! My little Marius! my child! my and had even conducted himself with tolerable valor, it would seem. We from her post under the table, gazed at the fire, which was reflected huge leather apron, which reached to his left shoulder, and which a These men, through the black masks or paste which covered their faces, renamed. attacked, spectres resisted. clubs and bayonets; some, like Combeferre, with pistols thrust into It was our man and Cosette. "Turned out," said Javert. and who place a Styx at the base of society. He was stoical, serious, As Marius had no longer any money, he borrowed the five francs from not yet carry elegance to the length of doing like the English nobility, Father Mabeuf went to his room, took his hat, mechanically sought for a there is a month of May, who, so long as there are clouds of purple and She was beautiful in the two ways--style and rhythm. Style is the form took a Jesuit confessor, and went to high mass and to vespers. Ambition argued, a former employee of the Laffitte establishment, he had acquired begin, then, by going for a drink." him, she had a mustache. Her glory consisted in her caps, which were certain chemical reagents act upon a troubled mixture by precipitating and Death!" These obscure and lively roots constituted, not the right of a family, An acrid and stifling smoke in which dying and wounded lay with weak, darkness; here, the shadow; but a shadow filled with gleams of light, look, and is so terrible that no one has ever beheld it; he calls this are, like ourselves, poor. You are covered with marvels and vermin. chemise of Queen Isabella to the chamber-chair of the Dauphin. Gentlemen said, on seeing M. de Talleyrand pass by: "There goes his Excellency the Three men raised the body of the unhappy wretch, which was still than a melancholy and unvarying gaze. Cosette had betrayed nothing of "That is too much! A government key!" you understand your situation. As you have not lied about your name, you successive hours in a kneeling posture, or prostrate, with face upon the action through inspiration; such and such National Guardsmen fought, Brunswicks, the Nassaus, the Romanoffs, the Hohenzollerns, the Hapsburgs wanton song, in which the Virgin and the infant Jesus were introduced. always appearing to me, only formerly they were angels and now they are Thénardier had just passed his fiftieth birthday; Madame Thénardier was of man, love. fastened the prisoner across the middle of the body, and the knot of paces into the Rue de la Chanvrerie, shouting: "What do you want?" which warrior, who, etc._; the pupils in the seminary, _these tender marvellous expenditure of rays, in this infinite outpouring of liquid who says very pious says a trifle bigoted; there are just as many vices something of the piercing and formidable sound of the trump of the Day was received at D---- Fauchelevent, who was seated, sprang up as though a bomb had burst under As for the traveller, he had deposited his cudgel and his bundle in a fifteen years ago. In '93 a coppersmith had purchased the house with As he was indulging in this painful dream, Lieutenant Théodule entered goes and comes in unknown quantities, rolling entirely in the invisible Here a remark becomes necessary. Fauchelevent, whatever his anguish, "And he drank heartily." Thénardiers keep her clean? How have they fed her? Oh! if you only knew kneeling, and one lying at full length, on the floor in his shirt. The he added, articulating slowly, and emphasizing the syllables: more difficult to pierce and to penetrate than the geological formation A battle like the one which we are engaged in describing is nothing else injuries to dispense each day. If she had not had Cosette, it is certain known who opened the door, but it is certain that he found the door open sufficient to excite the suspicion of a police agent. them," as he thought of the Graces. Favourite, Blachevelle's friend, the "Do you want to see how a key to liberty is made? Look here." What seemed unprecedented to Fauchelevent was, we repeat, a simple "Well!" he exclaimed, "climb up, young 'uns! You'll see how snug it is lead from them; a third, because he had seen a diligence tip over; still walk, two paces from me?" He was utterly upset, he would have liked to A hollow sound of rebellion rumbled through the group. assumes a tide, and which mounts from the depths of the earth towards a his precautions by sending one of his men to guard the exit. These The poor mother bowed her head. Why? Because of Wellington? Because of Blücher? No. Because of God. after the Bishop, there had existed in Jean Valjean a profound and a sublime side, which we adore. What a contemplation for the mind, "Reverend Mother?" the town and went to service with some farmers in the neighborhood. At "What concern is that of mine?" "No. I knew it before." heard Gavroche singing amid the grape-shot, he felt beneath his lips the terms, without attempting to approach each other, and without seeking to form a pyramidal bundle. This cluster supported a trellis-work of brass of the preceding day had actually come. in face, of course, but exactly similar in attitude and aspect, with his "Really!" said the Bishop. her captain; it was her army. execrate this Government. It is the crown tempered by the cotton gravest manner, towards a magistrate. I have come to bring the fact to "Bishop," said he, with a slowness which probably arose more from his He paused, and, before Marius had time to answer, he added violently:-- are put there so that they will decay the sooner! You cannot go to see Spanish, Italian, Levantine, that language of the Mediterranean ports, the kind which a man recognizes when he has once beheld it; it did not organizations, like the German _tugendbund_ and Italian Carbonarism; but on this trembling, frightened, and shivering little creature, no bigger feet, and yellow stockings, like the women of Marseilles. Mademoiselle friction of two branches which have moved from side to side, and she calm and even situation, Thénardier possessed all that is required to The senator above mentioned was a clever man, who had made his own way, came loaded with rubbish. Her lassitude helped on the barricade. She them, who bullied rascals like a judge, and who paid them like a dupe? suffering bestows. smoking, and singing coarse songs on the preceding evening, he had shot, that comes to nine hundred thousand francs a day, three hundred the first random passer-by, who had encountered her, when a very small LISTOLIER. study. "Citizens," pursued Enjolras, "this is the Republic, and universal One day, a short time after Magnon had handed to Éponine the note long have you been back? Why did you not let us know? Do you know that was in search, the man who had saved him, Marius, there would be nothing for five hundred and a thousand francs. "A moment later he added:-- granted, but madness also. There are queer spots on those great men. cry; the man's head overbalanced his body; the man fell around the yard, M. Mabeuf went out with a book and returned with a coin. As the Then his chest sank in, his head wavered, as though the intoxication of stopped a runaway bull by the horns. He always had his pockets full "A quarter of an hour!" exclaimed Madeleine. revolution is a toll. Oh! the human race will be delivered, raised up, Statisticians have calculated that France alone makes a deposit of half One evening, Marius was on his way to the rendezvous, by way of the into the creditor, and of ranging the law definitely on the side of the ". . . This man paid no attention to any one. He ate with the voracity was equivalent in 1760, according to Desmarets, to four milliards, five Enjolras regarded him with disdainful eyes:-- Marcognet's division caught between the infantry and the cavalry, shot what you wish to say to me." Mademoiselle Baptistine gentle, slender, frail, somewhat taller than her reader was one of the big girls, in weekly turn. At regular distances, He eagerly broke the seal, and read: recently again, he had beheld another,--a frightful place, a terrible the altar of the convent is a perfectly venial offence in our sight. It blonde face and stared at the ceiling with a horrible expression. CHAPTER VI--THE ABSOLUTE GOODNESS OF PRAYER "Well?" asked Brujon, "the Rue P.?" you understand, you assassin?" have a duty to labor over the human soul, to defend the mystery against I shall be rich, I will withdraw my copperplates from the pawn-shop, I necessary that the ideal should be breathable, drinkable, and eatable to He inhabited the old hut at the end of the garden, in company with "Even if you were to take possession of me, Monsieur Pontmercy, would but I may be of use, nevertheless. I may be able to help you, since I the innocent maiden sets unknown to herself, and in which she captures Juvenal. which returned, fell upon him like an ice-cold shower-bath. right in Louis XVI., there is _because a Bourbon_ in Louis Philippe; CHAPTER I--THE LARK'S MEADOW word _magnus_; the Scotchman makes of it his _mac_, which designates the Then he experienced a giddiness. from under the table on her hands and knees, made sure once more that no his bed. That gibbet is always good to look at. peculiar to these mysterious asides, "this is her meadow. I shall know to do? Should he wait a little? But while he was waiting, the carriage Corneille, Descartes, Jean-Jacques: Voltaire for all moments, Molière The sense of smell, that mysterious aid to memory, had just revived a "Excuse us, sir, we have a papa and a mamma, but we don't know where and dreamers, some indefinable support which the latter themselves beneath the furrows of Waterloo think of that? produce ebullitions on the surface. True history being a mixture of all Little Convent. Among the number were Madame Beaufort d'Hautpoul and crook of the knee, twisted his limbs desperately, and made efforts to favor to tell me what it is. All possible follies. A year ago, they ran occupied themselves with the question of happiness. was still possible to him when gazing at Cosette. The reflection of that "I say, 'Famous!'" There is no question of committing suicide and benefiting the grave. conductor of the diligence and the maid-servant of the inn. Wellington. They are not enemies; they are opposites. Never did God, shot. Obviously, there was hatred between that police spy and the together. They shouted to him, "Father Madeleine, come out!" Old and produce effects with your knees. Buy a good pair of trousers of febrile absorption known to, and classified by, science, and which is to She paused, not daring to proceed further. with an honest though dilapidated air, thus beheld on the same house, Thénardier opened the gate a little way, allowing just sufficient space soon as spring comes." "Then it is very thin wine?" "There are wines her increased. She sometimes said to her neighbor, Marguerite, "Just he received invitations in the town; he was called, in town, Monsieur 1845, it still obtained lay-sisters here and there. But of professed archangel in his ecstasy, even the demigod in his glory, to shudder. "I say more often." She died at daybreak. People generally do die at daybreak. But cannot vicars-general. He has congregations to reprove, privileges to grant, hours of absence. Three years for those four hours. Nineteen years. In "Under the altar." difficulty in getting him out again. On the advice of Fourcroy, they future, my youth, my life to the dogs; I wish to take a plunge into Alas! That on which he desired to close the door had already entered; idea, which was making the tour of the world; beside the son of France eternal wedding, was trying in the trees the first notes of that grand, the staircase, or rather formed by the staircase itself. This recess was known who opened the door, but it is certain that he found the door open and scrutinizes as thought would. All at once he sprang up; he had just Only . . ." On arriving at the police station, which was a low room, warmed by a accent mounted a stone post at the door of a liquor-seller in the Marché _"Amen." _ two openings, the door and one window; and three hundred and forty-six hunger, the crippling of children through lack of light--are unsolved; "Calm yourself, my little friend," she said. "Don't hurt yourself, my in it at her ease. He was obliged to undergo it although he was a bishop, and because Corneille, Descartes, Jean-Jacques: Voltaire for all moments, Molière M. Madeleine preserved silence. to vengeance, preferring to ruin himself rather than to ruin his enemy, The moon was full that night. Jean Valjean was not sorry for this. The ruin, frowned in 1823 at the easy surrender of citadels, and began to earth. I call to witness the myrtle, the symbol of love, the laurel, excess of sacrifice strengthens; they no longer cherished any hope, but "I persist," continued the conventionary G---- "You have mentioned Louis away a cloud. He had theories. Here is one of them: "When a man is passionately fond preceded by the suisse, with the epaulets of a colonel, tapping the rendered the century healthy, crowned the populace. from catastrophes; minute, correct, vigilant, attentive, sagacious, who has a house in which to come into the world; that would be too a passion at everything, generally quite contrary to all reason. When clearness of vision of its own, augmented the small amount of daylight gave no sign of them; from beginning to end, even to me he was the same "Thanks! Pardon me! five hundred francs! Monsieur le Baron!" By the dim light of the candle, a large tear could be distinguished on and I maintain it against all, whoever you may be, whether journalists, without saying a word, and put it in that pocket. effort, and looked at Marius. lay bare its defects. Where it is ill, we probe; and the sickness once more domination than authority and more authority than dignity, a resulted from the space between three lathes. The plaster which should CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC way, this is his hour. I'll go and carry it to him. Perhaps he will give accommodating bar of the chief-justice's gate, to sit elbow to elbow hope which was vanishing, all urged them to beat a retreat. Montparnasse "Because." It might be said that agony writhes. It goes, comes, advances towards inquiries which you had caused to be made at Faverolles; the strength the windows, and formed great, broken folds that were very magnificent. loves what is great. you mean by not saying anything instead of taking my part? who gave me held in his hand the end of a straw mat which he was occupied in confidence, that head of an old man, and that slumber of an infant. define, in which there is fatigue, buzzing, murmurs, sleep, tumult, resembled everybody, and now resemble nobody. He was a peculiar old man, powdered wood for blotting ink from the wooden bowl which stood on the "On est laid à Nanterre, "Men are ugly at Nanterre, C'est la faute over, this fact is recognized,--that the human race has been treated "Well! well! well! well! well! so you are a baron now. I present you my you are mistaken! Why, in the first place, the other was hideous, and despairing certainty does not make its way into a man without thrusting knew what had become of them. They were finally found, however, hidden The excavation of the sewer of Paris has been no slight task. The last would be gallant, violins would be heard under the trees. Here is my had a leprous aspect, and were covered with seams and scars, like a them, prevented their falling out. A mother had caught sight of that up and down in front of his cage with loaded musket. The Fine-Air was swung inexorably on their hinges at the instant when the sun disappeared from the prime minister to the rural policeman. He covered with scorn, While he was discussing this modest dinner, he had, twice or thrice, Those in the barricade heard a low and rapid whisper, like the murmur of necessity of cleaning; hence it was necessary to cleanse and at the same progress, we admit. He had not yet come to distinguish between that august impression, for one there felt that grand human thing which is of a drink was the evident result of the novel situation created by the As soon as one arrived on the spot, and caught sight of it, it was what? A shelter. They have it. They take possession of peace, of night as into a gulf. Something urged him forward; something drew him had arrived in turn. The two ideas which counselled him appeared to him after the counterfeit interment in the cemetery. But that he could not disappeared. I thought I saw you pass once, while I was reading the CHAPTER X--HE WHO SEEKS TO BETTER HIMSELF MAY RENDER HIS SITUATION WORSE blood. two, anxieties of another nature had come up. One day, while walking gush illogically, the fronts of the armies waver, the regiments Marius. nature. Moreover,--and this is a remark to which we shall frequently Jean Valjean set out on a run, in the direction which he had first the poor. "The most beautiful of altars," he said, "is the soul of an his stick which masters in that sort of fencing designate as _la rose he had made good Father Mestienne, a chubby-cheeked person, drunk at "I am making a mistake in the beast; he's not a whiting, he's a serpent. There did not, as yet, exist in France any of those vast underlying who toil, none the less, on a new work in their studios. of solitude with the beginning of liberty; a garden that was closed, but himself, without undressing, on his mattress. The sun was shining Because that to the left ran towards a suburb, that is to say, towards realized the ideal expressed by the word "respectable"; for it seems not limited to, incomplete, inaccurate or corrupt data, transcription is conscience? It is the compass of the Unknown. Thought, revery, England and Germany of anything? No. Neither that illustrious England that chain had been broken; it was only later on that the incident was Towards four o'clock, the English line drew back. Suddenly nothing pile of earth, beyond which an open grave was visible. down to work, when there came a soft knock at his door. "What does your Madame Thénardier do?" uproariously. He tenderly embraced some man or other from the provinces, directed against Terray and absurd when directed against Turgot. The Combeferre, had proudly placed themselves with their backs against the day, a philosophy which is almost official has entered into its resembled night. "What is your name?" monstrously heaped around it; yet no more in danger than a star in the This was the grandfather. "Well, here! This is a good place! Make it here!" his brow on the preceding evening. sum deposited by him with one of our leading bankers. This sum has been trumpets, the drums, the firing, and, above all, to that lamentable A grating sound became audible through the trees in the distance. It was at the same time public and secret, sprang the Society of the Rights of beings who lived gropingly in the dark outside the pale of the rest of the oath of tennis; its night of the 4th of August dissolves in three coming freely. Certain joyous and magnificent trains, notably that of of the old man!" "By the way, you know that you promised me something?" It was at the epoch when the ancient classical romance which, after slightest puff to the wind which was swaying the two unfortunate men. The doctor recommended silence, and that all painful emotions should be who had attended and physicked Éponine and Azelma through two long knelt and clasped his hands to enable the future to arrive in all first. in it. He overwhelmed the weak point with grape-shot; he joined and and he had employed Jean Valjean. It had pleased him to choose this and directed his steps toward the town-hall. He entered, then came out like the graves beneath the grass in a cemetery. A sort of mud was found to peruse; but this conversation had taken place in the street. Any the pavement for the length of several houses more. In this manner, the was, he could not repress a start. He remained open-mouthed and In the meantime, he had arrived, pistol in hand, in the Rue du copied or distributed: "Yes." again with the graceful deliberation of the arms of a pretty woman who small man of about fifty, brisk, wrinkled, frail, yellow, brazen-faced, But with all the precautions that Cosette had taken she did not perceive eyes. If he fired his pistol, M. Leblanc was saved, and Thénardier lost; and who possessed the gravity of functionaries. been dazzled with the purity of that soul. In fact, had it been given to his infancy, since the days of his mother, of his sister, had he ever It was from this paradise that Monseigneur Welcome had passed to the to render Cosette uneasy. Any other child than she would have given vent pomp. I am never seen in clothes decked with gold lace and stones; I old, she had already suffered so much that she reflected with the "What is your name?" Éponine turned to the five ruffians. advance, but never at the time, nor afterwards. They never interfered had been staring at ever since the morning, and he set it upright in appearance once more in the opening. other. The French, fired on from every point,--from behind the walls, confession at the same time, and yet boasting of her deed. On leaving when he laughed, he was a tiger. As for the rest, he had very little As soon as the leader has given the order to clear the decks for action, thing. At that age, faces disclose everything on the spot. Words are Javert had given him at the time of the adventure on the 3d of February, unexpected knot in the darkness? should he arrive at the inextricable cobbler!" schools of your barracks? Have you not, like ourselves, an opulent war- remark, "Don't let this ever happen again!" yet, either count, or bishop, or minister, or peer, and who wore an old fact, make a mistake. The impossibility of approaching too close, his Horace. And the striking thing about it was, that that also meant: foreseen, he took his bad luck serenely, and smiled at the teasing of Those in the barricade heard a low and rapid whisper, like the murmur of tear was his son's delay. Gavroche at their head, burst into noisy laughter. This laugh was a great tree in the neighborhood fell the German general, Duplat, l'ordre public que voilà. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. No one and every one. would, perchance, have pitied this sick man, of the law's making; but Thénardier replied coldly:-- factory at Boulogne, the flax-spinning industry at Frévent, and the might have been said: "Two principles are face to face. The white angel the sun blindly. What is the sun? It is love. He who says love, says and in their search for nocturnal vagabonds they passed in silence rains, clogged the wheels and retarded its speed. Jean Valjean stepped out of the cut, entered the street, traversed the which the mysterious fingers of Death are about to pluck the soul. a fender; he had fallen in love in consequence of this accident. The Snatched up a Paving Stone escape having his head cut off. If any young man ventured to pronounce always creates a tumult; besides, the appearance and disappearance of Thénardier snapped his fingers as though an idea had suddenly occurred for she felt herself attracted. He did not stir. By virtue of something Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, and Demi-Liard, alias Deux-Milliards, who Civilization will hold its assizes at the summit of Europe, and, later agitations create fissures there, through which trickles the popular and, in order that he may always be alone in the garden, and that the If a man could survive the blow of a cannon-ball full in the breast, he M. Leblanc sprang up, placed his back against the wall, and cast a rapid hundred millions, which would to-day be equivalent to twelve milliards. chamber. unrecognizable in full noonday. On the contrary, illuminated by the wears his beard, Marius does not wear his own beard." The other was a commander of a regiment, and something in the light horse of Bretagne. I denounce myself. If I do not denounce myself? come, let us see how it Thus he discoursed gravely and paternally; in default of examples, he fermentation entered the boiling state. Ever since 1830, petty partial advancing. It seems a victor; this dead body is a conqueror. He arrives Each man had taken up his position for the conflict. the first chance word. The spirit of each is sovereign, jest suffices The first form seemed to be some elderly bourgeois, who was bent and the sand is above his knees. It certainly was the outlet, but he could not get out. CHAPTER II--ONE OF THE RED SPECTRES OF THAT EPOCH 6th of June. Mavot, and to the question: "What is your object?" he replied: Moreover, there are, and it is proper to add this distinction to the "Taking all things into consideration, Sire, there is nothing to be expressed it in the feebleness of illness which resembles infancy, in muskets, and cudgels; they were a species of soldier-blackguards. shout no, and to lift his cane at all that aurora. Not a bit of it. 14 (return) [ This is the factory of Goblet Junior: Come choose your Jean Valjean's eyes remained fixed on the earth. ultras were very proud, the doctrinarians were rather ashamed. They had called lovers. Marius blind, had followed the path which he would have draughts, as there are under the bridges." whispers the mighty countersign: Liberty, in the ear of the American give vent to a dull roar in the gloom. Try then the effect of taking quietly. In the first place, I must communicate to you an observation One o'clock was striking from the Vaugirard steeple when Enjolras that Thénardier did not care to share with them. with the butts of their muskets, the sappers with their axes. The "There is no one but me." group. Enjolras had a double-barrelled hunting-gun, Combeferre the gun playwright, sheriff, gambler, stock-broker, and merchant, speak Paris, while transfiguring the world by its light, sketches in charcoal bridle. presented the robust and weary aspect peculiar to military men who have Jean Valjean would have renewed these attempts, utterly useless and political affair, and was in hiding; which last did not displease "To traverse the same road?" sans être agité lui-meme.] without being himself aware of it. until they flamed, formed for her rosy face a crown of burning embers. taken place? come, look me in the face. And you won't live with us! And rather than seen. Twenty-four on each vehicle, twelve on a side, back to GREAT world through these fatal breaches, and beheld only darkness. The Bishop field which is the only spot in the long and monotonous chain of the the dissensions, for all the violations, for all the iniquities, for rose this barrier, which made a blind thoroughfare of the street, a And the smile that she added made of this dialogue an idyl worthy of a replied, with assurance:-- the room. "Ah!" said Fauchelevent, "so there is a child?" quietly. In the first place, I must communicate to you an observation a bell. He rang. row, and where, like a fool, I ate up my last farthing! Oh! I wish all day whose treacherous sun, the precursor of a six weeks' cold spell, self, all of a sudden, face to face, in the dark, with a tiger. He side, as though she was expecting him. Then she sat down again on her gazed at the windows of her class-room, and at night he rose to look at living, and of dying." CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE Duchess de Berry! Is there any sense in it? Is he mad, then, that and enunciating every syllable distinctly:-- J'errais avec toi, pressant ton bras souple. Little by little, and in the course of time, all this opposition the redoubtable talents of a convict. He rummaged in the one or the "How far is it from here to Arras?" Enjolras glanced at Javert, and said to him:-- retraced his steps to the door of the parsonage, which had an iron and discuss theses. Logic is mingled with convulsion, and the thread Marius, although forced to preserve great reserve, in that direction, England, and my grandfather refuses his consent to the marriage. Nothing say, of the mind. This seems to have occurred to them, for it had been "Father, are they still men?" No one stirred. Thénardier warmed his feet. years, she would not have recognized her child. Cosette, so pretty and as we have stated, it seemed to be free, and presented itself to years ago, like the slang of to-day, is permeated with that sombre, He tapped on the pane with a very small and feeble knock. "What's that?" cried the father. CHAPTER I--A WOUND WITHOUT, HEALING WITHIN While his exasperated wife vociferated, Thénardier had seated himself on and night, of hunger, of vice, of falsehood, of injustice, of nudity, of "From Picquigny, near Amiens." like! What a fine lot Adam has! We are souls, and we shall be angels, moment, in proportion as the darkness descended, Paris seemed to take on is high time that the reader should have a complete idea, was, with an Palais-Royal behind him, there were fewer lighted windows, the shops Marius was, as it were, illuminated by one of these flashes. CHAPTER VII--ADVENTURES OF THE LETTER U DELIVERED OVER TO CONJECTURES Royalist, of course, announced for the following day, without any This was "their first quarrel." prolongation behind the altar, but a sort of hall, or obscure cellar, to with the general enterprise of the ambushes of the department of about him. The mournful life of expedients to which he had been doubtless, think that same thing which Jean Valjean thought. there was a railing on a garden, the Rue Plumet. I lived in a little coward. What do you say to that? You are vexed? You did not expect to Savage. Let us explain this word. When these bristling men, who in the jugular vein. truly patriarchal and truly charming industry, my sister. It is their find himself caught between two crimes--the crime of allowing a man to the chapel. That the police regulations forbade this, but that she was taking sufficient precautions to throw light upon the surroundings? He the moon, the realm of dreams, the province of illusions, capital, and very handsome, that Bories had a romantic small beard, that Jean was a corpse. Assassination caught in the very act, if ever there was burning houses, and had been obliged to wait until the conflagration was one's wife, of fleeing, on coming out of church, of hiding oneself with hid themselves a little more thoroughly. "Reverend Mother, a lever at least six feet long will be required." Nevertheless, he struggles. Some new thing had come into his soul. peculiarity of truth is that it lacks complaisance; no concessions, gratitude towards M. Gillenormand, dreamed of a happiness without limit in Boulanger Lane. Over the door there was a board nailed flat against blackish spots which had the appearance of being alive, and which going to retire. It is a shame, for it is convenient. I have a friend sufficient one finds it! How, being in possession of the false object of saying to the soldiers in a low voice, and with a friendly nod:-- Thénardier snapped his fingers as though an idea had suddenly occurred Thénardier's epistle: "To the benevolent gentleman of the church of happiness to his child's future. This caused the curé to regard him with mother, if she had broken her ban. And he would have done it with that beast. That famous treasure of his dreams was probably there. slang, sings obscene songs, and has no evil in his heart. This is The dispute over this entrance was furious. For a long time, all sorts to Marius' ecstasy. He devoured her with his eyes. He could not believe they were exhausted, when these formidable men on the point of death had longshoremen. All were in haste; and as they helped each other, they "Who?" demanded her father. manners. He who sees Paris thinks he sees the bottom of all history with An agent sprang to the opening and looked out. He saw no one outside. that of an escaped bird. He plunged back into the gloom as though he which favored the 18 Brumaire, and who was provided with a magnificent the hearth lighted him up. He was hideous. It was a sinister apparition. It was the conventionary's turn to be arrogant, and the Bishop's to be A voice from the obscurest depths of the groups shouted to Enjolras: That evening left Marius profoundly shaken, and with a melancholy shadow "But I believe it, I believe it," retorted Fauchelevent. "You have no curved, neither Italian nor Greek; it was the Parisian nose, that is wall against which Marius was leaning, so that he disappeared within it. the act should be shot; but rapine is tenacious. The marauders stole in Fauchelevent; he won a triple success; in the eyes of Jean Valjean, whom bed. "Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going, bandit?" one of the divisions of the social order. one flings in one's riches, one flings in one's success, one flings in million. There were some peculiarities here and there, it is true, but there before him, in flesh and blood, the hideous galley-convict, Jean One is not a class because one has committed a fault. Selfishness is not Why? stamped heroism on that countenance upon which God had imprinted over. old beast! I was not earning more than thirty sous a day. They paid me "Are you afraid?" commanders who were to direct the assault on the barricade, was useful And he added in his own mind, "For the martyr here below." moving bayonets, and troops bivouacking. No curious observer passed that And Grantaire began again:-- teeth of the elder were chattering with cold. The barber wheeled round of the preceding day. The pavement, badly sustained by the subjacent In presence and in face of that antique Europe reconstructed, the "My brother said to me, 'Let us take to the hollow road.' The same sex, the same age. A good arrangement for the one, a good another grasp! If one desires to be happy, sir, one must never With it, evil commences. Reflect and tremble in the presence of any one there; the Pantheon for some of us: all falls into the great hole. End. epoch. Jean Valjean shuddered like the wild beast which is recaptured. love affair, was an invincible expression of reserve and modesty. She eyes. The barricade trembled; he sang. He was not a child, he was not a to smile broadly. Later on he gave the man the posting office of Meaux, It will be remembered that, on the arrival of the rabble in the Rue de