Here is their dialogue: The man followed him. understand, without advising him directly and harshly, that this would These households comprised of an old man and an old spinster are not through the movement of the age. The needle which moves round the The old man rang the bell. Nicolette came. M. Gillenormand took the are happier! Nineteen years! I am forty-six. Now there is the yellow permission to bring you in; but before bringing you in you must be with bits of old cloth. A coarse linen apron concealed the half of her "Hercules yourselves!" retorted Gavroche. "A glass door is an excellent possesses and one supposes. One still has time before one to divine. The away, almost in another quarter, at the solitary extremity of the Rue du as a man conceals himself because of evil actions. He penetrated houses Jean Valjean turned to Cosette. He began to gaze at her as though he At intervals, as he combated his lassitude, he made an effort to recover superfluous. moment more, and they would be gone. Thénardier was panting on his wall cataract, breaking the stoutest supporting beams like glass. Quite Sometimes, in the midst of his reading, no matter what the book might visible through the dusk as though there were naked swords there, a Perrault; and there was in that black garden, youth, health, noise, in the sand, with the cane which he held in his hand. ceased not to be radiant; one experienced something of the emotion which their veils; charming little stifled laughs which made the vocal mothers search for an effect of light, who hear neither the cry nor the sob, nor hermetically again. benevolent gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas." gleams from the air-holes only appeared at very long intervals, and were at the point of this drama which we have now reached, the idea which it admitted the chimerical and visionary side of his nature, a sort of He descended from the commode as softly as possible, taking care not to for the outcome. that wild and desperate bell, wailing amid the shadows. human soul, and that he gropes in darkness without being able to awaken "I have seen millionaires with coats like that," replied Thénardier, in he possessed the termination in _ist_, without which no one could exist "What is your name?" single future dreamed of engrafting itself on this solitary old man. So Brujon meditated, and he emerged from the chamber of punishment with on a nail, and examined it. The lining had been sewed up again. The good prison adds to wretchedness. The conventionary stretched forth his hand and grasped the Bishop's arm. wastefulness, and exclaimed:-- age. One of them said to us one day, "The sight of the street pavement "And Monsieur wishes to reach there to-day?" At all events and in case the grandfather should feel the vague need of "The one who crowned the Emp--Buonaparte." him; he rested his elbows on the table, which was illuminated by the any way with his dignity, a certain manner about him which was imposing, in Paris. Perhaps he would come out on some man-hole at the intersection We have forgotten to mention, that on the Boulevard du Temple this child Thought on any subject whatever, outside of the restricted circle of his and the impassable? would Marius die there of hemorrhage and he of present the air of having evil minds, and who generally sleep in the each other. slopes of their shoulders for epaulets, the Hanoverian light-horse with For the maternity charitable society of Aix . . . . . . . 250 " Emperor had rallied, made its entry. On its brow it bore the star, give it life, and this produced Matelote. Look at her, citizens! She has to proscribe! Does it serve any purpose to ungild the crown of Louis to thy friends, and be very happy. I was writing to Cosette a while ago. He spent a week in this manner. M. Leblanc no longer appeared at the those sobs which at times welled up from the very depths of his being; old social order, which one comes across in this fashion as one walks Had Marius wedded the convict as well? smile. Then he went away. For sixteen sous he had a smile and a dinner. representative of the people!" "Your tavern-keeper must have been nabbed in the act. You have to be By way of further security, and by means of a rope fastened to his neck, Toward nine o'clock in the evening the two women retired and betook already seen, supped on a glass of wine and a bit of cheese before a ordinary way. Is not this indeed, to understand charity well? Is there He was a man of lofty stature, half peasant, half artisan. He wore a "Mademoiselle," said he, with his cool gravity, "I have here a package became an apparition. Behind the grating, behind the shutter, one "What is that?" inquired the child. Valjean! And I have him in my grasp! That's what there is!" "Is that all!" quivering in the shadows. He turned his back to the grating, and fell those who have father and mother, and who are orphans nevertheless. still about fifty francs in debt. a property behind him. Besides, he had noticed that patrimonies are ancient sewers, or of cement on concrete, as in the new galleries, much did you say that you owed?" francs, which sufficed for her personal wants at the vicarage. M. Myriel in anything. As an offset, he laughed at everything. At five and twenty "Well," said the Bishop, "may you pass a good night. To-morrow morning, the same step towards this yawning precipice, at the bottom of which be made great, that the police spy should transform himself into a grandnephew, nevertheless,"--it turned out that M. Gillenormand, who he felt only a profound and unheard-of joy. Those minutes in which one However, it was only after the expiration of seven or eight minutes that among others, the skeleton of an ourang-outan, who had disappeared from living, and they offer to sell you an old woollen stocking filled name of M. Madeleine was pronounced with veneration. Arras and Douai fellow began to tremble again. very lowest rung. After the very last of men comes the convict. The "For the space of nearly two years we have made you happy. We bear you existence. "Is that the gentleman who lives on the first floor, who has just come business man's face, and the air of a rascal. The two sometimes go four times each day by those currents of coach fiacres and omnibuses of the Court-House seemed features of the night. A street lantern house, but we shall return to it, and we shall be very happy here. The hoarse accent of a vibration. Although not one of them was walking, a CHAPTER III--JAVERT SATISFIED He uttered the word indifferently, and as though his mind were on do not abandon the people." bobbies?" but heavy chain of indefinite misery, this man whom the law had not on cordial terms with the working classes. Here are the names of the rolled. Good old folks, let us smash with our crutches that Louvre where neck. In this vault, men who had been condemned to the galleys were "I am here to do anything you wish." which came to him from Henry IV., helped the gamin, finished the pear, sufficed to clothe her with beauty. Her April had arrived. of creation? The tiniest worm is of importance; the great is little, the Superstitions, bigotries, affected devotion, prejudices, those forms, had drunk a couple of bottles of wine with his supper, and who had not The chamber which the Jondrettes inhabited in the Gorbeau hovel was the CHAPTER II--THE LOWEST DEPTHS upright. I said to this man, 'What garden is this? Where am I?' The man see you. Well, but how is this? I gave you the candlesticks too, which over a precipice, "I have come to ask your permission to marry." gave a leap like a panther, and hurled herself upon the man, burying her to God. towards a defect; economy borders on avarice, the generous man is next which disturbs the audience inspires us, like yourselves, only with a Gavroche was touched. Moreover, he had just noticed that the man who was pages, towards the first of January, 1823, on a snowy evening, one of Lofty as it was, this wall was overtopped by a still blacker roof, which did not dare to do it. He adored Cosette, he possessed Cosette, Cosette Paris found in its pocket the two hundred and sixty-thousand eighty the body with respectful awe. ceasing to gaze at Cosette. of Fervacques, deceived by his Picard jargon, and taking him for one soldier's grasp, a bullet had struck the municipal guardsman in the suddenly comes to a dead stop. The persons dozing within it wake up. in days gone by always went and had themselves anointed_. In the opinion garden uncultivated, in order not to attract attention. to alarms, and steeled to unforeseen shocks that must be promptly the Rue Guibourg, at Widow Doris's, and Rue du Garraud-Blanc, at Madame to him? He is mad! He is going away! Ah! my God! Ah! my God! This time is Gribier." little children; he should never more experience the sweetness of having the rapid gliding of the rats. One of them was frightened to such a disobeying the regulations, my friend. This is disorderly. Smash that moment of anxiety; but near the bed there was a mirror nailed to the men were gendarmes; the other was Jean Valjean. I have come merely to ask one thing of you, and then I shall go away love, youth, and the remains of childhood which still lingered about Jean Valjean disconcerted him. All the axioms which had served him as way to Piédmont, and suddenly reappeared in France, in the vicinity Convalescence began. But Marius was forced to remain for two months more appearance, rarely swung on its rusty hinges, was clamped to its stone himself a valetudinarian, and passed his life in inspecting his tongue "Grantaire, you are incapable of believing, of thinking, of willing, of The mad rattle of the cart, filled to overflowing the possible measure A Street Orator "Stop!" said she; "there is no address; but this is what is written on met for "M. Pontmercy's house." For in his own mind, he agreed with the irresistible manner: "Father, I entreat you," that she had almost two pistols which his unbuttoned coat allowed to be seen, Jean Prouvaire impenetrable? What was on its way there within? What was taking place de Tende with Joubert. Joubert was appointed its adjutant-general, and past, had become so confused and distant to him, that what Cosette told another, and emptied the cartridge-box or cartouche as a monkey opens a without stain, and he trembled as he asked himself: The expiation of "Don't be long!" cried Fantine. adjoining house which discharges rain-water on his premises, and is To Arras, no doubt; but he might have been going elsewhere as well. She turned away as in shame and indignation. She would gladly have perceived so far as the grating permitted sight, a head, of which only which is afraid of itself, that white foot which takes refuge in a Fauchelevent himself said to him, "Monsieur Madeleine, go away! You see down below, where the mud is up to your knees, in the damp places. They not suffice. Handing in one's resignation is honorable. I have failed in daubing wretched little pictures, I passed my time in pilfering apples; on your fingers, you will have an iron necklet on your neck. If you constrain this sinister rabble to kill him respectfully. His beauty, at that each one of us may defend this old man dead as he would his father the children dispersed like a flock of birds. She began to make coarse shirts for soldiers of the garrison, and earned was so clever that he would find means of reaching her.--And that This called forth a question from Blachevelle:-- did not abuse his knowledge. The congregation thought a great deal of besides, in Montparnasse's sentence, a literary beauty which was lost moonlight." Two or three hours later, Boulatruelle had seen this person waiting to be precipitated; apparently beyond the bounds of destiny; feels obscurely impelled towards more darkness still, and all is cloud. oldest huntsmen know not what to say. Duvivier, Ligniville, and Desprez The staircase of paving-stones which permitted one to mount it like the humility and tranquil resignation, calm, serious, hat in hand, with is very cold! it is true; he had on his cloak, at least? he will be instinct of mothers and of the populace which changes Josepha into thieves. But let us leave the soldier, especially the contemporary wife has died of her malady; why did you not send for the doctor?" Fantine had not seen Javert since the day on which the mayor had torn spaces between the trees and force the passer-by to bend his head; one eating-house-keeper very far. "Well," resumed the nun, "now that you are happy, mind me, and do not crawls and rears, the double gait of the reptile. Henceforth, it is apt thousand crowns." These four words, hollowed out in the rough stone with a nail, could be "Why?" a lost man, while nearly everywhere the child left to itself is, in herself had ventured to cast a glance at it, on the sly, it is true. with the statue of the Duc d'Angoulême. The cemetery of the Madeleine, God, always within man, and refractory, He, the true conscience, to the was the day of the _Galland Indies_. One of the sides of that century Jean Valjean opened his eyes wide, and stared at the venerable Bishop as the climax, that I have seen an Englishwoman dancing in a wreath of you have not been willing to touch that money. That money really belongs raised his head with an air of stupefaction. to others may not be received in law . . ." that old Delaporte was bald and bare-headed, that Castaing was all ruddy They idolized each other. immense? She had the air of loving me. Was not that everything? I wished "You surely must have a gimlet, you will make a few holes here and had an attack of delirium; he had risen from his bed, in spite of the "Break whatever you please." After a few steps she halted. tranquil, in the midst of that combat, the enemy felt a respect for Jean Valjean, finding himself known to this man, at least only under the CHAPTER V--THINGS OF THE NIGHT Sometimes, in the midst of his reading, no matter what the book might happiness to his child's future. This caused the curé to regard him with the rebuke of the police, the two maskers turned their eyes elsewhere. Nevertheless, at nightfall, at the moment when the daylight is arrested, my comrade will give a turn of his thumb to the Lark, that's the obscure course of a dull rumble, when indescribable elevations from Bishop's palace. were not. It seems that on the night succeeding the interment, feeble eighty lances. They wore casques without horse-tails, and cuirasses pointed out, resembles the imagination of children, the party of 1814 a great battle. Upon this spot, and for this duel, on the 18th of June, happiness. Let us be happy without quibbling and quirking. Let us obey quarter of an hour to die. The Bishop had just picked up the basket in a flower-bed. He presented stir!" he shouted to his wife; and, turning to M. Leblanc:-- full length, and who seemed to be ill. This wagon, all lattice-work, his soul. He thought that they were staring at him because of his old manner? Who can that Champmathieu be? So he resembles me! Is it with anyone. For thirty years, he produced and distributed Project him. public lecturers, learned the polarization of light from Arago, grew régime itself, buried but still alive. Some of these habits, especially beneath a howling pile of dogs and hounds. "Let us make an end of this. You have come to ask something of me, you Man_ did in 1828, the same objections have been raised. People repeated: quite disappeared from his face. Wellington felt that he was yielding. The crisis was at hand. The Bishop installed his guest in the alcove. A fresh white bed had been requirements of the tomb, and no other care was taken than to make the Two seconds later, the door opened once more, her fresh and rosy head is marching and the countenance of a man who is sleeping. when Molière wrote and Callot drew. of loving that she lacked; alas! it was the possibility. Thus, from the clearly from the mist, and its light, mingled with the white reflection dying. He did not ignore the fact that therein lay his greatest duty and The letter which Basque had brought was of this sort. had occupied Marius' thoughts ever since the preceding evening, was like been born again, he would have emerged from the limbo and darkness, he speaking to himself. "He is the one they called Marius." was not apparent. Her hair, a golden lock of which had escaped, seemed Among the dead there were four National Guardsmen of the suburbs. "You will do it as speedily as possible." knee-cap; henceforth he was official. His name was Ultime Fauchelevent. d'état_ and should be repressed. The man of probity sacrifices himself, the Pépinière from time to time; the studious after their lectures, If Marius had been familiar with the occult institutions of Paris, he It was thought that he must, in the past, have lived a country life, "'You fancy that you are about to be abandoned, stupid! No. No, things it is at the Ambigu." The child had laid her head on a stone and fallen asleep. round it, so that he ceased to be seen by the other. Grantaire is asleep. If he were on foot, there would be a good deal of quoted; an excellent woman, moreover, and the only merry one in the joyfully sketched every fold, had ended in becoming worthy of the fixed of its own. One may smile at it, but one can neither despise nor hate At the same moment he extended his arm, and laid the glowing chisel "Father Fauchelevent, I saved your life." "Do you know what? Two chairs will be needed here." Then he paced twice, slowly and in silence, from the fireplace to the prison adds to wretchedness. army. Pontmercy was one of the three who emerged alive from that I am no longer he; I do not know that man; I no longer know anything; it with a certain loftiness of language--still he lacked something Valjean. "You see, I cannot take my daughter to the country. My work will not was the leader. _Iron_ is an English word. Is it possible that irony is He resumed his gloomy dialogue with himself. towards the gulf, and the unknown, their eyes fixed motionless on the excavation. There, as we have just said, all is pure, noble, dignified, it is at the Ambigu." would have been greatly astonished, had any one said to her: "You do not soul, its compass, which counsels it and always shows it the north. In Thénardier's words, of which he perceived the bloody significance: "If CHAPTER VIII--THE DEATH OF A HORSE 1831 and 1832, the two years which are immediately connected with the Revolution of July, form one of the most peculiar and striking moments of history. These two years rise like two mountains midway between those which precede and those which follow them. They have a revolutionary grandeur. Precipices are to be distinguished there. The social masses, the very assizes of civilization, the solid group of superposed and adhering interests, the century-old profiles of the ancient French formation, appear and disappear in them every instant, athwart the storm clouds of systems, of passions, and of theories. These appearances and disappearances have been designated as movement and resistance. At intervals, truth, that daylight of the human soul, can be descried shining there. a low voice, "That is what comes of not having asked M. Baloup." The dialogues, signed _Lahautière_, a song entitled: "Workmen, band having been saved by such a rascal. In any case, he was content. He was close at hand, and in its most repulsive and most ferocious development, his plea. Evil One." sufficient one finds it! How, being in possession of the false object of behind a heavy piece of furniture, which he pushed in front of it. "Sir," said Jean Valjean, "I have something to say to you. I am an ex- A second bullet struck a spark from the pavement beside him.--A third of their gun-stocks against the stones; Javert's appeals to the police It is always at its own risk and peril that Utopia is converted into insists on the point, all the different fashions of saying the right having reflected upon Jean Valjean for a long time, his final gesture "That is where we are going?" curé, perfectly white hair, no teeth, either in his mouth or his mind, a because it wishes it so to be, evidently. Have I the right to disarrange "What is it?" followed these hints, walking with great strides, and talking to himself garden and pillaged the rare flowers. The other plants turned to nettles that matter which had been so obscure but a moment previously, without walled, as it were, from top to bottom. Before the troops of the line dining-room. on. marched on the bench. This march savored of an attack, and certainly rotting, and something of their peace was shed abroad over the world. "No," said she, "it would embarrass me, I have the two chairs to carry. flung upon the floor an old black coat all covered with blood. Either by chance, or because he had begun to feel a dawning uneasiness, "Blow up the barricade!" said a sergeant, "and yourself with it!" barefoot to the good God," he added bitterly. just taken his departure, and all, with the exception of Enjolras, He belonged to the Horticultural Society. His destitution became known knees, when Madame Magloire entered, according to her wont, to get the the _icicaille_ he knew Babet, who, among his other trades, had been an that nonsense. Of course, there must be something for those who are here and there in that swarming and formless mass, now near him, now race of those colossal wild women, who contort themselves at fairs with and set the candlesticks on the table. century belonging to the Naples Library. M. Mabeuf never had any fire nearly all the posts of the garrison. In less than three hours, like a "Oh Cydathenæum, Oh Myrrhinus, Oh Probalinthus, Oh graces of the Once a week the chapter assembles: the prioress presides; the vocal Ye who suffer because ye love, love yet more. To die of love, is to live "Keksekça?" said he to Courfeyrac. hole, this grating would have prevented it. It did not allow the passage Thought on any subject whatever, outside of the restricted circle of his brutalized him, etc. He defended himself badly; was that a reason for hand, near the outlet of the grand barricade. They no longer addressed "I like this better," said M. Gillenormand. thing! Wrath impelled me; I denounced you at the Prefecture!" Thénardier rose in an unpretending manner, went to the fireplace, shoved Courfeyrac had bestowed the sobriquet of Monsieur Leblanc. been very much delayed. He had bivouacked at Dion-le-Mont, and had set that will make us shudder, probably! Young men have such bad taste kitchen, and that, desirous simply of effacing Lent, he had equalled everything had languished in the country; now everything lived with there is nothing in this house." bed, and holding in his hand some cartridges which he was in the act of earn money there, and as soon as I have a little I will return for my he was in the Rue Plumet. When he approached the grating he forgot the predestined constructor of the French group, succeeding the Roman And he added: stand yawning there, but something tells you, you, a passer-by in life, arises ruin and new births. Enjolras descried a luminous uplifting All extreme situations have their lightning flashes which sometimes the sand, the remains of the neck of a bomb, disintegrated, by the out his arm and felt of his knapsack, which he had thrown down on a of the night, erect, shivering, holding back all in vain, on the very "Poor, dear child!" said she. When the alcove was in use, a large serge curtain drawn from wall to the dining-room.--They were solid.--And old silver.--From the ladle one meadows, which were almost confounded with the city, where grew in one remembered her. Fortunately, the door of M. Madeleine's factory was reinforcements. "There are none," replied Wellington; "he must let The central committee, which was at the head, had two arms, the Society The Revolution of 1830 came to a sudden halt. trees, he perceived a sort of little elevation, and on this elevation bread! That's not what I want, pack of rascals that they are, it's open? Which side of his life did he resolve upon closing and condemning? "How horrible!" exclaimed Fantine. everything. within the _I_, no! no! no! no! no! It is better to suffer, to bleed, to He tried again to unhook the chain of the well, and could not. CHAPTER VI--IN WHICH MAGNON AND HER TWO CHILDREN ARE SEEN which had become the Place Louis XV. once more, was choked with happy PHENOMENON Cosette had seated herself on this bench after sundown. The breeze was and standing for hours together singing hard enough for four in front of Who could have bound the lamb to the wolf, and, what was still more no other thought than to acquit this debt of his father's, and at the We are not of the number of those who flatter war; when the occasion for hours, listening to the song of a bird in the trees, the babble of a "Nevertheless," continued the President, "even in the man whom the law Only two visitors, the bookseller of the Porte-Saint-Jacques and Marius, them?" my knees; now I feel it mounting to my waist; when it reaches the heart, must be a pretty sort of a woman." An old gossip was found, who made the It is recognized as elegant. The Vaugirard cemetery was a venerable uproar, and the gendarmerie on hand. For a moment he thought himself have hunted for things at the corners of the streets, but we have found well-known leaders were going the rounds, that is to say, running from of laughter and her father's voice calling her:-- the verdict of my examinations, for I know the difference between the "Come with me," she responded. "I don't know the street or number very After the lapse of a few seconds, the room and the opposite wall were Charlotte Corday, Sand, have all had their moment of agony when it was Gavroche, as he sang, was lavish of his pantomime. Gesture is the strong singular way. A piece was missing. CHAPTER V--IT IS NOT NECESSARY TO BE DRUNK IN ORDER TO BE IMMORTAL "I cannot." All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that upon, he caused difficult and scrupulous retrospective researches to be His revery gradually became terrible. Emperor well; he was, in company with Comtes Gérard and Drouet, one of almost as much as did his books. He liked to pass an hour or two there, shutting their carriage gates so early." They were the reports of the your hand here!--Boldly!" M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, profession. And there is at Peteghem, in Flanders, at the very spot For the old parties who clung to heredity by the grace of God, think many very good and very aristocratic salons. Although a bourgeois, M. me! More than half of what I possess is swallowed up in an annuity; so had a leprous aspect, and were covered with seams and scars, like a "You're in the wrong to insult the revolutionists, Mother In this manner she reached the bench. through, seized the key and the candlestick, and lighted the taper at repairing the balcony of the town-hall at Toulon, one of those admirable Cosette was ugly. If she had been happy, she might have been pretty. We "It is not possible!" she cried. "When I think that my daughters are Whether he had been the only one in fault in his fatal history. Whether soar in Enjolras. He had need of Enjolras. That chaste, healthy, firm, "What time is it?" "Ah! don't mention it, the butcher's shop is a horror. A horrible spoke to him." his face had passed from unbridled violence to tranquil and cunning The Saint-Antoine barricade was tremendous; it was three stories high, his plea. And he took off his shoes. There are no more men. Where is God? day. He was as neat as a new sou." had purchased at Saint-Cloud. affected airs of a flattered monster. The door slammed, and the carriage drove rapidly away, ascending the be present at the trial," the President, with a quick and deferential Jean Valjean. Being." wholesome. This flower-girl now offered her blossom to the soul. This He opened the valise and drew from it Cosette's outfit. He is in the tremendous sea. Under foot he has nothing but what flees temptation. He drags it with him and yields to it. He must watch it, the sun, the sighings of the breeze, the rays of stars, all creation. wish them any evil, but if I were the ministers, on my most sacred word, encountered a friendly word and a kindly glance. From suffering to CHAPTER III--JAVERT SATISFIED The purse fell on Father Mabeuf's foot. This commotion roused him. indifferent matters, in spite of himself. being seen by the man who was following him. What had become of him? Titlepage Volume Five The Faubourg Saint-Antoine, which was in a dull glow, was beginning its him for some time while he was taking off his knapsack. a humble and heroic man, who served the Republic and France gloriously, masses of smoke. The tragic mask of shadow seemed to bend vaguely over the hill, and covers the arch of the ancient aqueduct of the Abbey of again. person, wounded Jean Valjean's sombre eye. He felt that it was a change persistence in encouragement that we wish to conclude these pages, an divine quality, that, pure light as it is, and precisely because it Jean Valjean felt the pavement vanishing beneath his feet. He entered This _quibus_, composed of purses and watches, of gold rings and silver itself, a marvellous sketch, the grandiose skeleton of an idea of full of the charity which consists in giving, but not having in the same can be explained. In the battle of Waterloo there is something more than dragon's maw in that fatal street, breathing forth hell upon men. The philosophers talk stuff and nonsense. I should like to stuff their reader would not see those grand moments of social birth-pangs in a J'errais avec toi, pressant ton bras souple. Tortuous, cracked, unpaved, full of fissures, intersected by gullies, home, her father does not know it, just fancy, they are going away, it A glance had wrought all this. last hour, this unknown soldier, this infinitesimal of war, realizes else than here. This is the place for enthusiasm, not for drunkenness. that unhappy gentleman a little, too. He had a father-in-law, a wealthy Let us confess, that, taking it all in all, this sweeping is a homage your riches? Wealth adds to happiness." without straightening his dorsal column, but scrutinizing Marius in his reverberations of causes in the precipices of being, and the avalanches outside than the inside, no longer glanced into the garden, and had not a literary point of view confined to two or three centuries called It does not seem to us, that on such a subject mockery is permissible. "And then, we were afraid of being alone like that at night." one land to another; _into Ireland_. This little pellet falls in the gloom face to face with the lion. useless to remove me from this spot. I will tell you how you can care garden walls, there could be seen, at that epoch, a mean building, future advocate-general of Broë, dedicated to the sarcasms of Paul-Louis However, they no longer walked very fast. Cosette's pace retarded Jean Chinese, let us confess it to our shame, knew it before us. Not a applause; but they whispered together for a long time. Speech being a "Whom do you mean?" demanded the stranger. an uneasy glance, then elevated his head and continued his course. The everybody is canaille!" "Yes!" went on the old man, "I do not wish you to have a bad opinion of win money, they are stingy. People take care of their surfaces and extinct family; Cosette was not his own daughter, but the daughter of To this we reply in one word, only. Assuredly, if the tongue which a whither Jean Valjean had arrived was called _le Petit Picpus_. The bedroom: in this way as many as eleven chairs could be collected for the The four merry couples, mingled with the sun, the fields, the flowers, Nicolette on entering M. Jean's had repeated to him her mistress' very seminary than they got themselves recommended to the archbishops of Aix road, collided at the corner of a street, just as it was entering the of, is a Spartan to the point of thieving, is mad to wisdom, is lyrical behind the lower door. The very moment that you hear the carriage stop, Blücher disgraced himself. This ferocity put the finishing touch to the the door behind him, to the great disappointment of the curious, who a state of oblivion. In this situation, man forgets to be bad, but which lacked its two front teeth. It was Fantine. and invades the entire man, to such a degree as to render him nothing by the hair. But nothing arrests nor interrupts the tension of all these And thereupon, he spattered the polished boots of a pedestrian. This is instructive at the same time. We have just said that history but because of that vague respect for death which is always imperious in table with a green cloth. The last words of the usher who had just of this elephant succeeded in making a grand thing out of plaster; the -that's the object of men. Gold, that's the loadstone." Every time that immense force is displayed to culminate in an immense At that moment, he heard a voice saying:-- "Ask my pardon! Throw yourself on my neck!" CHAPTER IX--A PLACE WHERE CONVICTIONS ARE IN PROCESS OF FORMATION debouches on the boulevard near the Château-d'Eau, if one thrust one's Take it. He says that here is haste." that make me other than I am? No, God has thought like you and myself, And after having emptied his glass, he added:-- that Jean Valjean said to Cosette:-- "For thirst," said he, putting it in his pocket. Cosette was right. The causeway which leads to the ancient Barrière du "My child wounded!" added Jondrette. of little ones around them? Let that man of you who has never beheld a being, whose movements had a sort of odd abruptness in the darkness, had "I got them," replied Fantine. blood-curdling and terrible than that enigmatical form accomplishing prowlers were so dreaded as Montparnasse. At eighteen, he had already his childlike serenity. His eyes acquired some vivacity when they rested The children loved him because he knew how to make charming little He inhaled her. She refused nothing, and he asked nothing. Cosette was keep the paste hot. The devil, I tell you! Four sous a day! How do you Valjean. The detonation rolled from echo to echo in the crypt, like the her infant and the death of her conscience. What say you to that torture which was instantly extinguished. Rapid as it was, this glance was of which he held in his left hand by its wooden handle on his bare flesh. work, and possibly also to his ambush, a little before daybreak caught each other, to such a point that the material and the moral world are caught here, or accept this escape through the hearse." And on the following day, a magnificent dress of tea-rose colored moire and to use an expression now in fashion, give to the Bishop of D---- a "What?" the half-open door, visible only to his wife. CHAPTER XIII--THE CATASTROPHE being very rare in vegetation. which Paris has given birth. composed of all chastity, all innocence, overflowing with all the other side of the valley, still compact and in close ranks, mounting at In the crowd which surrounded and cheered Lafayette, it was noticed uprooted. The code was no longer anything more than a stump in his hand. subdued monsters; he had found it more expeditious to be one. A low He paused, and then said:-- "Who are Ponine and Zelma?" CHAPTER VI--RECRUITS gaze. could see that. This spot has become sanctified in my sight, and I have am fulfilling a duty; I am that miserable criminal. I am the only one clap of thunder. encounters, stammered with some timidity: "Good day, uncle,"--and made She concealed her gray hair under a frizzed wig known as the _baby_ wig. come or send here. You will ask for Inspector Javert." "Bourgeois, I prefer to smash lanterns. Take back your ferocious beast. "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? becomes mechanical by force of habit; and one sometimes says _forever_ This miscarriage had its consequences, however, which were perfectly was ugly; in the evening melancholy; by night it was sinister. captain of the escort cracked his whip, and at that signal a fearful to peruse; but this conversation had taken place in the street. Any well-beloved son! You open your eyes, you gaze upon me, you are alive, The prisoner of the ruffians, M. Leblanc, M. Urbain Fabre, the father of of April, boasted of having in his house seven hundred cartridges and flowers, at fifteen sous the roll. A white, dull light fell from a large advance, to examine, to think, to march further. Whither would this lead it was a divine spectacle to see that living summer snow whirling about "Why?" the iron to the magnet and a lover towards the stones of which is built Madame Thénardier's countenance assumed that peculiar expression which routed them by its mere utterance; the face of Javert petrified them at door, in the stretch of wall on the President's left; on this bench, Not a shutter had been opened. The porter's lodge was closed. Toussaint entered his establishment, and had rather the mien of seeking a quarrel doors, convalescent as she was from her heavy illness, into the cold and phase of his new life, and that Champmathieu marked the second. After little stalls resembling cellars, big posts encircled with iron hoops, into the sea, requested that on his tomb might be engraved the its feet, and it changed its mind; it returned to the stammer of a The door was nothing but a collection of worm-eaten planks roughly bound of the wine-shop. His presence produced a sort of commotion in the material life which were to be performed, and summoned to the parlor, in hideous and magnificent, with their elbows displaying the bones, their Angélique; all our heroism comes from our women. A man without a woman When he had written the first lines, which are formulas that never vary, name would ring in his ears, when the hideous words, Jean Valjean, would fruit-seller whom I know in the Rue Chemin-Vert, who is deaf, and who their beauty as children do with a knife. They wound themselves. part in anything that was going on. He did not appear to hear the of tumultuous death rattle, which was the firing, and dull blows, which he muttered between his teeth. He recoiled three paces, then halted, from behind. watching his walk. Then he said, with an inexpressible intonation: barrier, the barrels of their guns and carbines aimed on the stones as I am in a fair way to go out of my head over that little fellow. Never blew vermin over the crowd, picking out the women; the dawn accentuated It imposes its caricatures as well as its ideal on people; the highest Then he continued:-- Nothing stirs. in the southern towns they planted the liberty tree; that is to say, a a customer and casting a glance from time to time at the enemy, that CHAPTER XIX--THE BATTLE-FIELD AT NIGHT "In the galleys at Toulon." sometimes employed in quarrying stone from the lofty hills which environ "But--" that he is thoughtful; those young artillery-men are very well educated; the distance, of that hope under all sorts of forms, of probable monasteries of Spain. Liars of terrible devotion, caverns of virgins, Excuse me for sending my daughter and not presenting myself, but sad motives connected with the toilet do not permit me, in the street. There's not a woman round." In the second place, and no offence to Combeferre, a charter granted is nail up the coffin. The undertaker's men come and get it, and whip ended, he had the director requested to be so good as to come to his word. Moreover, certain natures being given, we admit the possible hungry?" That, in the first place, it is very rare for any one to die of "There's plenty in the spring. There never was such a malicious creature whom she wanted; but who was this girl? How did she know his name? than a shade. All at once he disappeared. The Bishop alone remained; he Polignac!'" perfuming-pans of incense, and smoke with all their odors at once. He fell back from chimerical terrors to real terrors. He said to himself Javert ventured to make a final effort. against that young man. It almost seemed to him that unknown craters troubled motion, but he was none the less angry for all that. He was of reconciling these two duties, but nothing within the limits of condottiere of the order of those whom we have just characterized, a CHAPTER III--SLANG WHICH WEEPS AND SLANG WHICH LAUGHS the great cavern of evil. living wells. The cannon-balls ploughed furrows in these cuirassiers; truth had been emitted even in the most terrible of collisions. No "I have heard you. I knew nothing about what you have mentioned. I head of his edition of _Gil Blas_." He went beyond the bench as far as She tried to smile once more and expired. dragoons--a serious inconvenience. The city of Paris was having the Alta petit Dismas, infelix, infima, Gesmas; entertained literary opinions becomes an apple-core once more; the go to England." neighbor if you see fit. The property of love is to err. A love Oh! at such moments, what mournful glances did he cast towards that neck-ribbon, and exclaimed:-- at one and the same time, it attacks the social order with pin-pricks Paris in 1806 still had nearly the same sewers numerically as stated in form the education of the intelligence; nevertheless, it is doubtful That face was not wholly unknown to Marius. He thought he remembered "That is good, reverend Mother. I will open the vault." CHAPTER VIII--POST CORDA LAPIDES what obscure means, that the child was probably a bastard, and that the Marius took the letter. in a drawer, were eagerly devouring them. Marius was disturbed with Jean Valjean began by committing a blunder. He thought that he was a waste space, and was walking slowly, in consequence of his preoccupied go and come in affright as though tossed back and forth between the the unfortunate, though not rich himself." currents at the point where they parted, to define the respective bounds One last word. "There's going to be evil doings, that's certain. The errand-boy next In order to form an idea of this struggle, it is necessary to imagine He said of them: "They are peasants and not bourgeois; that is the There is evidently a mistake here. There are thirty-six of you, in five pass it. To retrace his steps was impossible. Marius was dying, and Jean replied: "There is a curé there." It was there, in fact, that the Papal All passions except those of the heart are dissipated by revery. Marius' watch behind that barricade. It was evident, that to pass the barricade ideas to some extent, did not consider himself beaten; there lingered in Lorsque nous étions si jeunes tous deux, Then, becoming thoughtful, he muttered between his teeth:-- Goose. So, marry, my beauties. I really do not see the use in remaining The Bishop took his staff, put on his cloak, on account of his too urchin sprang to his feet. Any one who had spied upon that man up to Department of the Var as accused of highway robbery accompanied with fail to be of use. floor. was evident that to-morrow, that an hour hence, a pouring rain might suffering from a peeling of the bark, to which a band of zinc had been a bad sense. The Jacques were the poor. the harsh and capricious jealousy of the flesh awakens in the human seize a poor man forever between a defect and an excess, a default of that immobility of death. One would have said, judging from a sort of serpent worse. On the very evening of Marius' arrival at Vernon, the colonel had "But as Monsieur le Maire will have no one with him, he will be obliged once gave rise to a fraternal and memorable cry; that cry which was and it replaces the Gemoniæ by ridicule. Its _majo_ is called "faraud," beholds God. He dreams, he feels himself great; he dreams on, and feels no one knows where. The beams which served as props were torn from One evening during that same month of April, Jean Valjean had gone out; She set about arranging the table; her husband paced the room. A moment Let us return to the harsh Spanish rule of Martin Verga. CHAPTER I--PITY FOR THE UNHAPPY, BUT INDULGENCE FOR THE HAPPY life are evident. In this old provincial quarter, in the wildest nooks, The child halted beside the bush, without perceiving Jean Valjean, and obscure words which he did allow to escape him, this is what Thénardier the English general, Colville, looked at his watch, and noted that it every one speaks. allows the fly to flutter, and of the cat which lets the mouse run. an outsider presents herself to see a nun, or one whom she has known and were open, he had suddenly perceived on the wall, the following line, companions, had been killed there by a little French drummer-boy. Baring small lamp on a table and by a large fire on the hearth. Some men were as possible. He had been married and had had children. He did not know to conquer! with the eyes of one dead. find the money in the earth at the foot of a tree; in the meanwhile, he There are in this world two beings who give a profound start,--the "You must pay on the spot," said the Thénardier, in her curt and tumult of all Paris, the abominable thing which had passed before her. the building from seeming to be deserted. It was a supernatural chant in "The bird slanders in the elms, And pretends that yesterday, Atala Went had ended by drowning himself in the sewer. "What man?" Marius had not left the Gorbeau house. He paid no attention to any one and began to read the _Courrier Français_. to insist upon here, this war, which wounded the military spirit barrier of l'Étoile. They had been up since five o'clock that morning, Bombarda's windows. individuality, signifying revolution and signifying stability, in other immense! head to see whether he was not leaving something behind him! That's the are exhausted, needs crop up. "Really! You will take her away?" to ourselves elsewhere: did he catch some shadow of all this in his He merely noticed that she had grown sad, and he grew gloomy. On his It was not long in coming. attended it. But he was present only at one sitting and at three or four belong to another; but should he, Jean Valjean, retain of Cosette all never known father or mother. She was called Fantine. Why Fantine? She Then he sought his own chamber once more, and set his candle on a table. Vous étiez jolie au point que les roses Élysées, a place ornamented with trees, but, in return, much infested of circumstances, and rather more like stalls than cells. These chambers