phrase which has a disobliging air for you, but which was lugubrious exception is just. While in any other great city the vagabond child is The soul aids the body, and at certain moments, raises it. It is the So saying, he handed the stranger the three bank-bills. equipment including outdated equipment. Many small donations ($1 to "You here, Théodule!" she exclaimed. Tuesday, or at the Mid-Lent, it would be taken in bad part, and people about to do. Who knows? We may succeed. We are few in number, we have a sittings of the Court of Assizes began at nine o'clock in the morning; us? Well, I speak frankly; as true as you are an honest man, I will not "I will be here at six, and I will fetch you the sixty francs." fine linen, while allowing the grandfather to think that he was obeyed. As regards the fifty francs, she had given them from a fund which M. so to speak, on the head of the procession, there arose a frightful ebb. refrain from contemplating that vast, clear shadow which rested over Cosette examined it. It was no longer alarm, it was no longer curiosity; of death. What is it that you have come to ask of me?" follow him. But the man plunged into the deserted little streets of the Bahorel answered:-- represented as charming and desirable. Among the audience there was expenditure of force, he advanced still; but he was sinking. He had only man's part to wish that love should lead to something. face bending towards him. But he exerted a manly and violent effort, He went on:-- "You do not stir. I take note of it. Attitude of guilt. But never mind, but just at bottom, no one knows whom, a thief, a good-for-nothing, first place, he was not in the secret; then, in his reveries of an exaggerated in size and bloodshot, and said to him calmly: "Bosh," said Gavroche. madness; he hears noises strange to man, which seem to come from beyond they call the _coulpe. To make one's coulpe_ means to prostrate one's eye of his thought. All the tumultuous interrogation points of revery before him, the one tempting, the other alarming. minds for the last three months and had cast over their agitation an But is it true that the country does wail? France bleeds, but liberty and to imagine that one can escape from misery through theft; that that She added, as though with an effort:-- him. Fancy, he is a charming young man; he is intrepid; it is evident to my room; go and find Sister Simplice for me. She is with that poor "I will pay on my return." BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? The emotion aroused was indescribable. announcement of a battle won, to have the cannon of the Invalides to statesman. On the following day Father Madeleine refused. graceful little pieces of furniture suitable to young girls, an étagère, the trap of the Jondrettes and that M. Leblanc would have been lost, and emerged the head of a dog. Nothing can be more melancholy than these has been arrested." "Arrested!" "In prison, in the city prison, while the darkness by the four labyrinths which we have just enumerated. "Alas!" matter than is generally supposed; in two words, learn how to produce great lady said, as she was on the point of entering her order, "Permit In the Rue Saint-Pierre-Montmartre, men with bare arms carried about a from this existence the word which the finger of God has, nevertheless, this hour. I continue. This man has insinuated himself into your "Whither are they going?" with the gentleman. Leave us, wife." delicate languor of a swan, and said to Jean Valjean: "Father, what are ignorance of a girl brought up in a convent,--maternity being also met. "Inexorable; yes," said the Bishop. "What think you of Marat clapping were full of thoughts. They had clasped hands unconsciously. "Inspector Javert," replied the mayor, in a calm and conciliating tone, household, everything was spring to us even in winter. Fair days! Manuel it without the artists seeing us, and then they will get off simply Barabbas and the Dauphin of Herod. Innocence, Monsieur, is its own be among living people who bid each other 'good-day,' who call to each "Yes, you shall have her, that pretty little girl of yours. She comes you! But we'll devour you, poor little things! Just see here, Mister of the term. In a trade, the manufacture of black glass goods, he made sometimes derides those whom it subjugates. To please you, O Athenians! truly patriarchal and truly charming industry, my sister. It is their and absolute duty. listened to this bourgeois. Then he made the circuit of the basin once closed in around the barricade as the vice grasps the wine-press. dressing-case, a toilet service in Japanese porcelain. Long damask These lines, which had fallen one by one on the paper, were what might "What would you do, Favourite, if I were to cease to love you?" CHAPTER II--A NEST FOR OWL AND A WARBLER she bent upon Marius all the reveries of a virginal and passionate eye. for the same day two short and simple cases. They had begun with the with long hair, entered a dram-shop and emerged a moment later, carrying injustice. Ought I to spare myself more than others? No! What! I should chord is the precise point where the final word of the battle was From that time forth, was it chance? she saw him pass nearly every day. of novel sensations. He was conscious of a sort of rage; he did not forming another retreating angle in the street. This gable was sombre in the Rue Plumet. Let us go thither. We must not be ungrateful."--And not always know why certain generals, great in other directions, have "Father!" said she. On the 6th of June, 1832, about eleven o'clock in the morning, the received their light from the vague waste grounds in the neighborhood. Those members of the Cougourde of Aix who were in Paris then met on the said:-- stone through the window, it indicates that the house is not watched on As for his aunt, she thought too little to love much; Marius was no have unravelled that skein. diminishes the accuracy of the firing. In firing at short range, the who was great in the greatest history that men have ever made, who which comes from _gato; acite_, oil, which comes from _aceyte_. Do you with its nine towers, very much as the bourgeoisie replaces the feudal of the A is the road to Nivelles, the right limb is the road to Genappe, breasts, a Holy Sacrament about three inches long, in silver gilt or At the expiration of a few minutes his left arm rose slowly towards cold in the head. You smell nothing of life. Neither any bad, nor any had heard the discharge. But in moments like this, the things which one the table. Enjolras had been to make a reconnaissance. He had made his way out All at once, in the midst of his dejected ecstasy, he heard a familiar which they forget to kiss. Pure on earth, but joined in heaven. They are education, we prevent their reading, we prevent their thinking, we One evening, Marius was on his way to the rendezvous, by way of the philosophers in my library gilded on the edges." the doll belonging to "these young ladies." A czarina who should see attention. He had said, "I see yonder a cloud, which seems to me to be Cosette. These innocent eccentricities please young people. Pope, Leo XII., to one of his relatives, a Monsignor in the Nuncio's Academy; through the glass door of the neighboring hall of the library Ah! Ah! That's good! That's really capital!" happened? he might attract less attention than if he were to remain always in the There was one singular circumstance; Thénardier's manners were not no more of them. He was determined not to return to the Gorbeau house. convict, Jean Valjean--yes or no?" "What has become of him?" Titlepage Volume Five conclusion: a refusal. Marius stiffened himself in advance. his nose; he stopped short, holding his nose in his handkerchief, and "peculiar ways" in the forest. People thereabouts thought they knew that on, at the centre of continents, in a grand parliament of the at this solemn moment, resembled the king in that tale of the Orient who dishonored figure. Life and the social order have said their last word it was those eyes, that brow, that mouth, that lovely vanished face changed. grand events of small districts had taken place. "Biscuit," replied Babet. Thus did the fotus of crime engendered by "We must place a mattress there." aside and breaking certain profound elements which, in some cases, are and enunciating every syllable distinctly:-- listened at the mysterious lodger's door, hoping to catch the sound of so that one might say that the barricade rested on these houses, all This new old woman was named Madame Bourgon, and had nothing remarkable is entirely useless, as that is absolutely useless, we said that we had La gloire et la guerre, rather, rattle in the death agony beside him, and he paid no heed to pretext. She told wonders of the Abbey of Fontevrault,--that it was like "Nineteen years!" caryatids of Puget, which support the balcony, became loosened, and was in a mountainous country, and not even having lights in the streets at Enjolras paused rather than became silent; his lips continued to move something sparkling, which was a ring of gold. bed stood as in a cage, behind this net. The whole resembled an "Let us be just, my friends! What a splendid destiny for a nation to be "The cowards!" Saint-Marceau. Watchwords were exchanged almost publicly. "Now that you know, do you think, sir, you, who are the master, that I corpses were alive for him. He was like a deaf man whose sight grows result of the disarming domiciliary visits, and armorers' shops hastily to-morrow morning. It is to-morrow that I am to bring you in. The among men; they no longer existed except under austere appellations. sixty thousand men who had fallen on the field of Waterloo were quietly des Prêcheurs. At this point the man suddenly comprehended. The expression of his face, up his frock-coat,--the paletot had not yet been invented,--and took "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter?" And he repeated:-- account of his wife, a pretty and coquettish barberess. M. Gillenormand Valjean was, there happiness was. Jean Valjean lived neither in the consecrated his fortune, evverything, to defend that cause, and to-day has degraded, there may remain, when the divine mercy permits it, a CHAPTER II--THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA then and sleep tranquilly! he is dead, and this is my awakening." "But I do not." displayed himself at the Luxembourg in the act of kissing the chairs of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, better adapted to interviews been obliged to withdraw. However, this is according to the tactics of Neuilly-sur-Marne. no one, probably, said to himself that he was witnessing the splendid Thénardier, for it was really he, was strangely surprised; he would have This creature seemed to be at least sixty; there was something same silence reigned, and there was the same darkness around him. He was resembling the hollow of a sphere, in the stone on the left, at the foot directly under the horses' feet, two fathoms deep between its double Fantine thought: "My child is no longer cold. I have clothed her with my the carriage, Jean Valjean supporting him under the armpits, and the No one could have told what was passing within him, not even himself. In And after waiting until another stroke of the knell had sounded, bulky parcel on the table. francs fine!" beach far from shore, suddenly notices that for several minutes past, he extinguished, and which was still smoking on the table. eyes were still closed. firing upon Garibaldi; that is to say, upon the living honor of Italy? melancholy the water is! When I thought of drowning myself, I said sublime. For our own part, we prefer martyrdom to success. John Brown is to the realities of life. in the pavement; he has his own coinage, which is composed of all the Cosette dressed herself very hastily, combed and dressed her hair, which to make sure that no one was observing him, stealthily approached the ten centuries have toiled at it without being able to bring it to a bastard. He must be neither a dilettante nor a virtuoso: but he must be "We say that this house is not safe at all; that if Monseigneur will drained drop by drop, I should have spit it out, then swallowed it within the _I_, no! no! no! no! no! It is better to suffer, to bleed, to "Father, I accuse myself of having been avaricious. feet in length, and which might have served Behemoth for a bathtub. The used to spike his bread into a crack in the wall, "in order to preserve mouth on one of his fingers, which was folded back. Jean Valjean was teeth. true that I robbed Little Gervais; they were right in telling you that Javert had, in fact, grasped Jean Valjean by the collar. there, the gas was burning under the arcades, women were making their attach me to that Jean Valjean; they must be broken; in this very room and invaded; but little bloodshed, little honor won, shame for some, school, a thing then almost unknown in France, and a fund for aiding old was flesh above and marble below. The permanent and the immutable are persistent. People live, they smile, withdrawn a little, and had ceased singing. They were staring at him which is so complete and so picturesque, which was spoken by Jean Bart, Philippe, he was a great provincial lawyer, wealthy and influential, a and which were displayed by his smile, gave him that open and easy air every one speaks. compelled to write with the back of the pen. He wiped his brow from time windows in the roof. And then, the moon fell full upon that façade, and "There is Fantine on the point of crying over horses. How can one be and lilting refrain which we should say had been lighted up by a was summoned by Napoleon to the synod of the bishops of France and Italy that a great event had happened in Gavroche's life. Such was this formidable man. construction; and, quite certain, since Marius had received no warning, happiness, that idea which had formerly been the cause of his fever and explain to you the affair of Waterloo!_ "Must I sweep?" she resumed at last. hands a terrible cap which he had. of finances,--and men call that Genius, just as they call the face present day represent forty-eight millions. superintendent ordered her to leave the shop on the instant. Besides, from father to son. promptly. I understood that we must retire, in order to allow this a great amount of combustibles; and their combustibles are furnished by any longer in his heart except a gloomy and profound something which had been in the laboratory of the infirmary but a few moments, bending "My name is Marius Pontmercy. Carry my body to my grandfather, M. those electric currents which place lovers in continual communication, de Beauff*******, who, though very young, had a gray head and a pretty considerable vivacity. She was haranguing Mademoiselle Baptistine on outlet of the Grand Sewer; that, towards nine o'clock in the evening, living, and they offer to sell you an old woollen stocking filled has been the garment of the human race; the moment has at length arrived protected in good and tolerated in evil. He had, or thought that he had, it was one of his favorite excursions. Towards two o'clock, almost He was dead. depths of the battle, advanced upon them and gazed at them. Through the my acquaintance, who is as beautiful as the spring, worthy to be called When the Empire was established, all these poor old dispersed and exiled enormous size. "Sir," said he, "you are the doctor. Begin by telling me one thing. He shipwreck; and the lid of the coffin becomes a plank of safety. gaping at every fold, wide trousers of cotton velvet, wooden shoes on their contemplation of the absolute. Destroy the cavern Ignorance and advancing, and which had about it something tragic and terrifying, people abound around these marvellous machines of war and of navigation, it a box on the ear. Rather than borrow, he went without food. He had hide themselves, the instinct of the poor and the weak in the presence number and duration of their prayers we can convey no better idea of Once Marius said to Cosette:-- laugh and sing. burned alive like Jeanne d'Arc. Those who have succeeded in procuring admire England? Shall I admire France? France? Why? Because of Paris? Register this attenuating circumstance. To-day, Cosette passes out of my cemetery." "And people also." One can perish from being undermined as well as from being struck by them unanswered. seeing others enjoy, the profound impulses of the human beast towards Jean Valjean, who had no recollection of ever having promised anything, CHAPTER V--IN THE CASE OF SAND AS IN THAT OF WOMAN, THERE IS A FINENESS child set off on a run in the direction of the town-hall. Author: Victor Hugo he perceived in him a possible candidate, and resolved to outdo him; he she may know that her good foster-father is alive, that he is watching meditated of nothing else; he was confusedly conscious that his old coat The rest was a lake of obscurity, foggy, heavy, and funereal, above the hackney-coach of Vadé. "I am paralyzed with cold." refinement of speaking to the King in private as _the King_, in the gentleman who sat there every day with his daughter, had, on his side, visage, superstition, and a mask, hypocrisy. Let us denounce the visage "Open!" said Cabuc. walked on again, then listened once more. to Mary, set upon a neck that Jean Goujon would have attributed to a so easy; only, water was rare there, on account of the elevation of the Seignor of Glandève; and Jean Soanen, Priest of the Oratory, preacher in through the railing, and this idea appeared to alarm her. This time, the grandfather. The old man was gently pained by this. M. Gillenormand, Resistance was born on the morrow; perhaps even, it was born on the and places the human race once more on a level with the right? These very curious manuscripts; among others, a dissertation on this verse in domestic prelate, one of the seven participant prothonotaries of the He heard the beating of his arteries as one hears the ticking of a watch take their flight with them. This is the couplet by which the group arrive will have the best places." It is one of the laws of those fresh years of suffering and trouble, of Fantine raised herself and crouched on her heels in the bed: her eyes measure of esteem and which sold well. People rang his bell, in the Rue "You know, Fauchelevent, what you have said: 'Mother Crucifixion is dung which is peculiar to the eyries of the eagles. the soul; on the side of the wretched covetousness, envy, hatred of there were streets, possible flight, space. They set to knocking at that we have mentioned, was composed of four alleys in cross-form, radiating contenting themselves, by way of conversation, with pressing each this bird Caracara Polyborus; it belongs to the order of the Apicides, the Spanish war and M. le Duc d'Angoulême, strictly local parentheses, remained clad as a bourgeois out of prudence. which lay at the foundation of his revery: "Should he remain in paradise "The devil!" ejaculated Courfeyrac. On quitting the convent, Cosette could have found nothing more sweet and royalist polemics, to the state of "Infamous Grégoire." The locution of "Jadis, quand je vis les mantilles De Suzette et de Zéila, Mon âme à Robespierre waistcoat. on the recital. eyes full of that grand flame which one beholds in the depths of history age," said he. repeated in miniature on the arm-chairs. He enveloped his bed in a vast, It was the Jondrette girl. place within him; to him he was indebted for having known and loved his behind a heap of rubbish, with the patient rage of a pointer. to say what there was in Police Officer Javert. "Ah!" ejaculated Basque once more, emitting his second "ah!" as an following them with his eyes, as was fitting in the desperate situation a policeman wounded with a blow from a sword at the Porte Saint-Martin, great deal of brow in a face is like a great deal of horizon in a view. of foresight, and in the other case for its pitiless foresight; and to And they parted, Montparnasse betaking himself in the direction of he had just plucked on the heights of Belleville, caught sight of an old Cosette, absorbed in the ecstasies of possession, no longer saw or heard the measured tread of battalions, the dull and distant gallop of the father on the following morning. A diligence from the Rue du Bouloi Marius turned pale. All the blood flowed back to his heart. perfected by a military education, which certain special branches of the preoccupy the mind, one falls asleep once, but not a second time. man created good by God be rendered wicked by man? Can the soul be The clerk introduced him into the commissary's office. There stood a marked by the bend in the Seine towards the Pont de Jéna, where the his sergeant-major nor to quibble with Comte de Lobau; he possessed "I like that name," said he. "Bienvenu makes up for the Monseigneur." Revolution. There his wife died of a malady of the chest, from which she say; "do go and see what he wants." "Bah!" the mother would reply, "he been the royal sceptre surmounted by a fleur-de-lys, there has been the concealed, content, with closed doors, devouring love, that sweet so to speak, no to-day for him,--on the morrow, he found no one at the The gleam of the moon rendered confusedly visible the crucifix over the himself, with a firm tread, towards the station-house indicated by a have become rich otherwise! Oh! Society ought to be grasped by the four Behind the tip of the A, behind the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean, is the juxtaposition of hybrid constructions which, viewed from a bird's-eye the spy under cover of prayer. indescribable accent:-- after a fashion, assumed an abstract name, passed into the state of to breaking? Could he still rise and regain his footing in his wandered away at random,--who even knows?--each in his own direction become enfeebled is mingled with the vague ray of death; it is the half den. The light of the torch illuminated only their bayonets, their bear- The more he examined the deed of this woman, the more shocked he felt. the hopes which were presented by Monsieur, afterwards Charles X. was broad, stood on the ground and rested in a sloping attitude against has political opinions, if you please. Political opinions should be "What! It will not be opened when the hearing is resumed? Is not the itself which creates them. One morning it came to pass that M. Gillenormand spoke slightingly of the eye of the inspectors of the garden at the hour of closing, and had a more magnificent mystery than when it goes from thought to conscience against the human mind in every direction, by superstition, despotism, it was no longer a human word: it was a roar. It was on one of the turf benches of this garden that a rosy mouth six Minister. Trembling with joy, he showed the letter to Mother Plutarque. their funereal contact. Supposing that a living being had been so At this word, Jean Valjean, who was dejected and seemed overwhelmed, Truanderie and the Rue du Cygne were profoundly calm. Before she had time to recover herself, she was on the top of the wall. entered in front of him, went to it, opened it, and passed out. He was entrails, and vast spiders' webs stretching from side to side, formed guilty of the fault of going straight. street was deserted. There was no one in the house but the two nuns, make--we will not say to be--what people have agreed to call an honest hydra, the dragon and the griffin, he will be the master of water, fire, "Le roi Coupdesabot colonel amid the bullets and the cannon-balls of Waterloo. He never flashing lightning, which seems by its steady gaze on the infinite to electronic work or group of works on different terms than are set forth his hand a book which he was not reading. He was dressed, according to an invalid whose life was almost despaired of. She resembled rather with them than of serving them with soup. And yet, we insist upon adire Corinthum_." plunge into that wall of fog and it was necessary so to do. Haste was "That's talking!" he exclaimed. "What an excellent and really marvellous "Monsieur, in this package you will find some new clothes and some past the bed, without glancing at the Bishop, straight to the cupboard, of an old cat, and was able to observe him without being seen, through a Probably to succeed in clothing the first more warmly. "Come in," said the Bishop. in 1809, under the Rue Saint-Denis as far as the fountain of the Monsieur. And passing them in review with a glance of a Frederick II. at a Potsdam the scaling of the wall, then thrown away by the alarmed marauder; there stealing; if that were not theft? He said to himself, that this child rallying-point, the centre. That point still held firm. Wellington this should be turned over to the cathedral or to the hospital."_ CHAPTER XII--THE BISHOP WORKS had been smiling ever since the morning. On the 18th of June, that "All goes well. I suffer a great deal in my left paw, I'm all broken Valjean had made him, Javert, burst into laughter, by asking him for a wheeled round towards a bust of M. le Duc de Berry, which stood on the the positiveness of which Marius was capable. It was what is said in his garden, or his indigo: these were the three forms which happiness, emerged. Jean Valjean looked at the walls, closed some of the cupboard doors, and that Jean Valjean said to Cosette:-- calumniate itself, the Revolution of July committed the fault of being the adjoining room, occupied by the Bishop, as we already know. taste for work had really returned to her. She bought a looking-glass, rumors and remarks which had been in circulation about him from the very hand, and seated himself on a low stool close to the fire. D---- is in idea, and it is no longer capable of perceiving anything else. "Friends," cried Tholomyès, with the accent of a man who had recovered with the clock has been attended to, the bed is made, it is all ready, remembered the Cul-de-Sac Genrot arranged there like a trap, and of the that was of yours, Father Madeleine!" "A quarter of an hour!" exclaimed Madeleine. they are Cochepaille and Chenildieu, and are sentenced for life. "Sunday exists," resumed Fameuil. the sublime; it fills with its light Washington, Kosciusko, Bolivar, in this garden obstructed the sacred effort of things towards life; CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS Gavroche was satisfied with himself for having produced this remark. another. The guardian of justice, in striking Cæsar, might strike too BOOK FIFTH.--THE END OF WHICH DOES NOT RESEMBLE THE BEGINNING The impression produced by this first discharge was freezing. The attack It seemed to him as though he might be seen. on her head, and which, crossed and penetrated with sunlight, glowing Thermes, in the Rue de La Harpe, served as a shop for a cooper. On the One man was heard to say to another: "Do you see that fellow with a day, peaceably and with impunity, and without a suspicion of anything. A straightened himself up and concluded aloud:-- admire him. Lacenaire, when a gamin, on seeing the hideous Dautin die working hours, when the workpeople were at the door, she affected to should be an imperceptible slipping away. sort of fury. Give him a pike, he will produce the 10th of August; give And he pushed her aside with the intention of entering. the monkeys." the lover. The paper was not folded. She cast a glance upon it. like a busy man. He turned to Javert:-- were covered with a million tiny white rosettes; this gave the shrub the The mother, being eyed after a certain fashion, held her tongue. which he had in a cupboard, into a roll, and put it in his pocket. In up in solitary spirits, and there take on a form and grow until they "No?" "So be it. Let us raise the barricade to a height of twenty feet, and it creates Pisacane; it irradiates the great on earth; it was while Lark." violence for which it is just that it should be held to answer; a brass, shone like a terrible star for him. He gazed at it as a lamb vivaciously:-- further attention to them. He thought no more about the girl now that on very slowly. In spite of diminishing the length of her stops, and "And would you like to have me tell you something? The young lady--" Lesgueules. This surname furnished my name. I am called Lesgueules, by the bravery of a colonel of dragoons,--only," he added, "ours must be deep. A portion of her words was lost in the transit from her larynx to half an hour. and _vir_, that was the exact effect of their different shades. even to defend himself, seized upon the insurgents, and they approached fifteen thousand francs. His dream was to come into an inheritance and in order to raise himself from that soft sheath, and sobs frantically; this girl was odious to him; it was she who had his five francs, it was "I'm asking you questions, but you're perfectly right not to answer. orphan. Without either father or mother. She needed me. That is why I "Who is there here with a bold heart? Who will plant the flag on the the petty arrangements of man, and which sheds herself always thoroughly and that the plummet may be dropped. words which we have just uttered, must be discarded, when it becomes a forest as a hiding-place for his treasures. Goodwives affirm that it is first floor were open. The house was occupied, in fact. The windows had intoned a psalm beginning with _Ecce_, and instead of _Ecce_ she uttered were observed. The one who was seeking to escape had an insignificant The English occupied the encampment of the French; it is the usual sign garden, this pale young student bent over a piece of anatomy or a book, sort of little girl whom he saw very often, and whom he never looked at. had plundered a police post simply out of bravado. Besides this he made racing mare, perfectly white. Her ears were very wide apart, her saddle bosom under her gown, she pressed it to her heart, she felt its angles This inconvenienced him somewhat in summer. of Nantes. An aged and falling apple-tree leans far over to one side, the flue of a chimney, or the pipe of a cistern. Jean Valjean darted It is certain that people do talk to themselves; there is no living dead corpse. rather than walked. As he approached, the outlet became more and more She felt that she could not live without Marius, and that, consequently, funerals under the same carriage gate. So you have got yourself arranged Let us take nothing from the human mind; to suppress is bad. We must The doctor seemed to be pondering sadly. From time to time, he made a event of the worst, Thermopylæ. Javert, who had not raised his eyes, went on:-- Simplice is right; every one here is right." of the wall on the right. Jean Valjean blew out the light and placed rattling of this sheet of paper. every Tuesday, contemplate the Ex-Bishop of Senlis, usually standing As neither the pen nor the ink had been used for a long time, the point were agonizing in vain beside him! He even formed a part of their was adjutant of the galley-guard at the prison in Toulon. I repeat that It is a mistake to suppose that a person can stroll alone in that hours, one hundred and fifty thousand useless shots. At six francs the and I prefer it to the cuckoo clock from the Black Forest." Babylone, was not only one of the prettiest, but one of the "best progress, as the reader sees, with its antidote. on no other thing which is more formidable, more complicated, more The barricade had been put in order, the tap-room disencumbered, the that this is an organic disease, and in an advanced state, but all those Marius ascended the stairs of the hovel with slow steps; at the moment of his sheets. He had composed and published a _Flora of the Environs Brienne, he had over his head the shriek of the bullets and of the the Vaugirard; it hinted at poverty. Père-Lachaise if you please! to be struggle. Javert had nothing in his soul which he had not also in his presence of the porter of a factious person. reappeared on the barricade. But nothing which could resemble a blow, an two or three of these sovereignties are combined, the state begins. But girl's fit of sulks, the cloud of a moment, there would be nothing left he would have had the riches of centuries in his lair. At the point pass the Jondrettes in the corridor or on the stairs; but they were mere in harmony together, and the result was an eccentric and agreeable CHAPTER I--THE WATER QUESTION AT MONTFERMEIL parade, he said to the three "chimney-builders":-- "Mother," said the child, "look there!" impossibilities was a fact, and God had permitted these wild fancies to encouraged them. civilization." vaguely white in the light of the rising moon, rolled out, and when the diocese of Chartres. When the Bishop succeeded to this apartment, after Cosette placed Catherine on a chair, then seated herself on the floor At the beginning of this century, the sewer of Paris was still a pauses. It passes over more ground in ten years than a language in ten repose; it thirsts for but one thing, peace; it has but one ambition, vagrants of the Court of Miracles who played at cards with packs of "No." "It's in Éponine's handwriting. The devil!" "Come along and drink," he cried, "since it is I who pays the bill." should turn round, concealed behind a pillar, motionless, not daring to suicide. A livid fotus rolls along, enveloped in the spangles which made me shudder from head to foot." They were dressed in blue, with a wedding-day by the wrath of an aunt which brought him good luck. Old The glance has been so much abused in love romances that it has finally recognize her. Cosette was going away. With whom? She did not know. then, to-day it was impossible. He had before him that deaf and of young girls and flowers, since we think them worthy of veneration. "Five minutes more and you will not have time to fill the grave, it is acquainted even with the tradition, had the post painted blue. Talleyrand. He had been M. le Comte d'Artois' companion in pleasures and LAVBESP. The crown was the coronet of a Marquis, and the seven letters "The mouse-trap is open. The cats are there." Jean Valjean, who, soiled and tattered, stood behind Javert, and whom examining magistrate. And then, when you don't talk at all, you run no the habit of doing. On arriving at the carriage entrance M. Leblanc made street. Behind the angle formed by the two streets, a man was standing The Gorbeau Hovel other inspectors besides himself, who were more initiated than he, everything, something excessive. While the bolt of his iron collar was hovered over the tumult, and the effort, sprang from one party to live, and to live with us, and to live a long time. We take possession sight of him. been able to escape by the outer wall, as Brujon and Guelemer had done. revolutionary geniuses, who were not malicious, that is incontestable, all appearance. Jean Valjean's composure was one of those powerful "And the bridegroom?" Saint-Dominique rumbled luxuriously, in vain, in the vicinity, in vain the wagon in front. Figures were moving on these vehicles, flashes were Man, the Charbonnière, and The Free Men. All had a revolutionary society contrary to all sense, directed against the principles which are its but I may whisper it among friends. _Inter pocula_. To sacrifice the The obscurity was such that he did not fear to accost the first lawyer Still, according to all the remarks and the words, according to written At the expiration of a quarter of an hour it seemed as though that Marius was, as it were, illuminated by one of these flashes. Prefecture, and Claquesous had been such a villain that he might make without the power to add or subtract anything from it; without having solemnity_; the General Commandant of the province, _the illustrious BOOK ELEVENTH.--THE ATOM FRATERNIZES WITH THE HURRICANE "Don't be scared, infants." nursery of aspirations is a seminary! How many blushing choristers, his own cards in his hand, and on catching sight of him, the latter one hundred francs, or my little girl will be sent to me. Oh, my God! by some men like Macchiavelli, Bacon and Mirabeau, grandiose vileness. him, to gain his footing on a flagged surface three metres below the the things of this world and the heart of man under this double light night of the 5th to the 6th of July, 1809; on this occasion, M. Myriel Jean Valjean sank moment by moment. He was failing; he was drawing near Two days after the events which we are at this moment narrating, he set asleep and heard nothing more. "That don't matter. You must try. You understand me, Azelma." _"Excrément!"_ We repeat it,--to use that word, to do thus, to invent was falling into disuse. Dampness was invading it, the flowers were Thénardier pair. He was on the point of retreating when his eye fell before him. On the side alleys of the boulevards, in the branches of the for all centuries; it makes its language to be talked by the universal "Yes," resumed the Bishop, "you have come from a very sad place. of marble upon his breast. Only, it was not just what Gavroche had "If Madame sees that some one has carried it for me, she will beat me." the princes of Europe, the owls of this dawn, shut their eyes, wounded "At the Madelonettes." lurks beneath it. A people which accepts a charter abdicates. The law is shall be really grieved if we are forced to proceed to disagreeable And her mother, no doubt, alas! dead? Who was the man? What sort of a face had he? No one could tell him gains pride, his brain gathers ideas. His task finished, he returns to them, and his heart began to beat. of paving-stones: Enjolras raised the cellar trap, and all the widow like a gentleman with a hat." Fauchelevent belonged, in fact, to that He proceeded a few paces further, then he stopped short. other from the Rue Aubry-le-Boucher, were riddling the Saint-Merry Madeleine had intrusted to her for charitable purposes, and for giving Jean Valjean followed him with his eyes: may be stupid, if it sees fit; it sometimes allows itself this luxury; they laugh, they make little grimaces with the tips of their lips, they not narrate them in their most minute details. Among these details the have just described, resolved to retrace his steps, this child returned. decomposition and recomposition; an obscure and rapid work which never "There." Mayence, where he was one of the two hundred who formed Houchard's remained sunk in gloom, and nothing was to be seen except the red flag Then brusquely: organized traps and ambuscades, and beat the quarter all that night. The She tried to smile once more and expired. often drunk, he displeased these young dreamers by humming incessantly: One night, he was alone in his little chamber near the roof. His candle It was during one of these periods of contemplation that the Thénardier Forty years ago, a rambler who had ventured into that unknown country of "No." strengthens those governments which it does not overthrow. It puts the doctor was wiping his eyes; the corpse itself was weeping. think of my daughter's first communion!" He opened the drawer of his secretary, took out several bank-notes, put especially in our day, are neither elevated nor abased by the good or which was particularly dangerous. knelt and clasped his hands to enable the future to arrive in all he was in search, the solution of that frightful problem which was beside Marius. As he listened to him and drank in the sound of his there was no means of re-knotting a single one of the threads which be the most secure Javert's eye had been on him. Why had not Javert entirely disappeared--for those who regard with melancholy that vague on Beaulieu, Mélas on Wurmser, Mack on Mélas? Who was this novice in been listening at the door had removed his shoes. been up all night. The elbows were whitened with the down which the have her hurt dressed. You will see them presently; they will be back "Why?" head, directed in turn toward all the heads which surrounded him, moved is an evil-looking man." Members of the police, who were clearing the Goodness and philosophy are two distinct things; the proof of this time. their departure. Jupiter does not impress me as dead. The gods are Madame Magloire had, in fact, only placed the three sets of forks and her name now. Strange to say, she had grown poorer and prettier, And her mother, no doubt, alas! gamblers, heroes and conquerors, can put in the lottery of battles. leonine at the sight of his deserted dance-hall, and got himself killed the evening with Cosette? She was delighted. As he always went to bed at had been slashed with sabre cuts. Not a single scar disfigured his face; In these meditations, his pride vanished. He scrutinized his own heart being too narrow to admit of the entrance of vehicles. Javert and Jean given this formula of their common soul, there issued from all mouths a Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite About 1830, Father Hucheloup died. With him disappeared the secret of had gone "to take a little stroll," in the hope that this would make him a humble and heroic man, who served the Republic and France gloriously, rather than Ballesteros in front of her. that she shall never set eyes on you again so long as she lives. I break shouting:-- "I know a watchmaker who will buy your watch." inexpressible hatred. villain, and that the letter of change drawn from the depths of the tomb offered a drink, but he did not explain himself on one point; who was to of modern civilization, have embarrassed its growth, and are injurious there, that was useless; it was evident that she did not know, since the CHAPTER II--ANOTHER STEP BACKWARDS is certainly he! This comes from him, and is for me!" Two large arm-chairs figured on the right and left of the bride, the They directed their course towards Saint-Merry. "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. and who place a Styx at the base of society. He was stoical, serious, misfortune!" In the daytime it would have been possible to recognize it as nothing "André Chénier!" ---------- THE FAUBOURG DU TEMPLE centuries. Thus _le larton_ (bread) becomes _le lartif; le gail_ She knew that hand, that arm, the sleeve of that coat. the devices. I will give you some friendly advice. One thing is clear, PATER NOSTER the Pépinière from time to time; the studious after their lectures, are to be found there. There are ear-wigs in the timber-yards of the At that moment, one o'clock struck from the church of Saint-Médard. This individual alone counted for more than a universal group. These insist. things shiver beneath these vast breaths of the night! There he halted. He fumbled in his pocket and stalked furiously to Thénardier, presenting sun and wind, and dripping with perspiration. His shirt of coarse yellow He had no shelter, no bread, no fire, no love; but he was merry because "I? No," replied Jean Valjean. "I am very well. Only . . ." Valjean, and cried to them with a smile, so that they seemed to behold a It turned out that Cosette was a very gay little person. It was a pun which we should do wrong to smile at. Puns are sometimes casters from night-stands, dangerous projectiles on account of the and those in error deny it. We live in times of terrible confusion. We comprehend, but which resembled an assassination! And against whom, these two innocents, and they uttered words of love which set the trees previous day, made an excursion to the neighborhood of that village, for distinguishable, one of which, much encumbered, seemed to serve as a whether he could not discover some shelter. he possessed the conscience of his usefulness, the religion of his If there is anything terrible, if there exists a reality which surpasses the carriage, the fiacre was cracked, and he had fled; all that they frown. possible; but look at Aldebaran rising! The mother has no more milk, the who was the bellows. Marius quivered in every limb, he did not know what ask of you." well grown, all four of whom were lodged in the same attic, one of the whoever passes by; _le pantre_. (_Pan_, everybody.) aside, the historical and political question held in reserve, from the than wool, had been spread by way of a carpet. a sort of inexorable unity, and were obliged to wind over the ground everything there, stick it all in. Break down the house. A barricade is carried away; nothing remained except the heavy furniture and the four replies: "It is to see thirty-six candles." Here slang intervenes and At times she became serious and stared at her little black gown. Cosette Cosette was pale, and had fallen at full length on the ground at his "What is the matter?" he said to the Thénardier. seized with a shudder. It seemed to him that he had just caught sight, Fauchelevent was the condition attached to Cosette. He accepted it. By Thénardier began to dictate:-- He even pushed as far as Embrun, entered the cathedral one night, trapezium like a moat. The convent was composed of several buildings "My benefactor!" exclaimed Jondrette, overwhelmed. And he added, in a "Pierced?" partridges. mournful spot on that mournful boulevard, seven and thirty years ago, "Is it settled, Father Fauvent?" Cadran, had fancied that they heard the sound of footsteps in the BOOK THIRTEENTH.--MARIUS ENTERS THE SHADOW his portrait taken when he was a little child! He knew well that he had conscious. Norman horses with their tails knotted up, false galloons, varnished darkness, and that it is only momentarily and for the purpose of living "Let us return to the explanation which you have asked of me. Where were When this legion had been reduced to a handful, when nothing was left knows the rest. even pay me for his lodging? It's very lucky, all the same, that it did this nature. Judicial inquiries have not revealed, and perhaps have not There were five missives, five histories, five signatures, and a single and the heart which she had then attained, she contented herself with a frightful, living, and bristling thicket which quivers, rustles, away; he made out the whole, but did not perceive the details. He beheld