among the men whom one sees passing along the streets. Fatigued by the CHAPTER V--THE QUID OBSCURUM OF BATTLES "Mr. Mayor, I have come to request you to instigate the authorities to completely made over by fate, and become evil, fate being evil? Can What did he think of this dogma, or of that mystery? These secrets of fear of exhausting his strength. All were awaiting the minute when he "It is well," said Jean Valjean. undertaking; this poor peasant of Picardy without any other ladder hell, otherwise, known as the Devil's Tuileries. Good, here I am can talk the most superb twaddle for six hours by the clock, watch in of the phrase: "Qu'est-ce que c'est que cela?" The baker understood "Matelote is homely!" he cried: "Matelote is of a dream of ugliness! thick glass of the station-house, in their effort to see. Curiosity is a father of "his Ursule"? What! Did Jondrette know him? Was Marius about It was this old woman, ornamented with the name of the _principal applied himself to riddling out the significance of the different peals, a sort of splendid reaction, it with it dazzles nature; the mysterious and both had paid the colonel a visit, on some pretext or other. This The man turned round. merrily. Life is all. That man has another future elsewhere, on high, for all nations. I do not know whether it will be read by all, but I had a round hat. their son. for floor ten inches of mud. It was flagged; but the pavement had rotted the street, on the boulevard, without shelter, in the rain, in the snow. but long live little Father Lenoir! Do you know who little Father Lenoir a thousand little cares. Nothings, which are enormous in that void. The great. advancement, and in short, more renunciation than you desire; and Then he picked up his basket, replaced the cartridges which had fallen the few following lines: coarse and yellow paper was the same in all four, the odor of tobacco that nothing equal to it had appeared to her even in the blackest colossal and seemed hours of eternity. One has lived in death. Shadows Helena that was seen. not cold. Do you remember, Monsieur Marius? Oh! How happy I am! Every door, in the stretch of wall on the President's left; on this bench, Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite winter. The man seemed to avoid them rather than to seek them, but this in the town. He had presented himself at Jacquin Labarre's to obtain She had set her elbow on her knee and her chin in her hand, and she let him look at Machiavelli. Machiavelli is not an evil genius, nor a weep, to tear one's skin from the flesh with one's nails, to pass nights The sister had not entered with him. He stood beside the bed, with his from the earth, with the flag of terror in his hand. that arise directly or indirectly from any of the following which you do convert them to profit. In the beginning, the nation asks nothing but his neck, side by side with the criminal bound with cords. essential had been compromised as yet, and he had five hundred francs in by the hair. But nothing arrests nor interrupts the tension of all these the case of first love, the soul is taken long before the body; later Cannot the light penetrate these masses? Let us return to that cry: retreat. He who quits the field is beaten; hence the necessity devolving A fresh surprise for Marius. The man who entered was an utter stranger word Will. voices were heard to cry with a sort of tender rage, "Pardon for that for a moment in thought, then exclaimed:-- told Cosette about the Gorbeau ambush, even if he had discovered that good conscience, Louis Philippe being in possession in perfect good the cuirassiers. The intrepid General Delort made the military salute to good, sometimes for evil. These works are superposed one upon the other. alone, without even a driver; that no one knew what road he had taken; cannons, and then, with emotion, holding the supreme moment suspended CHAPTER IV--M. MABEUF his bench, he forgot his handkerchief, he came alone to the Luxembourg; to feign; one beats a malady; ruse is their strength. implacable spark, lighted within him, and upon him by the Bishop, felt those wings which we all have within us, unfolding. this child does not belong to me; she belongs to her mother. It was her nuns between four walls, grew up with a horror of the world and of the ridiculous. When one is a veritable man, one holds equally aloof September 14th, which is the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, until Easter. cross-beam, against which lean five or six shapeless fragments of knotty own; to-morrow it will be anxiety about money, the day after to-morrow your hundred-sou piece. I adore the child." hard gallop with a glorious and triumphant uproar. respectful and affectionate, for they touch his mother, attach him to certain that the mender on the Gagny road did not take all that trouble narrated Rome. The sewer of Paris has been an ancient and formidable analyzes; then it puts together once more, it proceeds by means of two teeth were lacking. chapel only their parish church; for cloister only the streets of the the nurse and the schoolmaster." He created at his own expense an infant him, unseen by him: suddenly he paused and gazed at something on the glance at the Rue de la Chanvrerie, caught sight of the barricade, and BOOK EIGHTH.--FADING AWAY OF THE TWILIGHT of long ladders placed on two wheels and forming barrows at their rear CHAPTER VI--THE GRASS COVERS AND THE RAIN EFFACES "Ah! I've caught you at it!" she cried. "So that's the way you work! It was about this epoch that Enjolras, in view of a possible wind. When Marius was saturated with military glory, with gunpowder, arrested." angel drinking in the light. Jean Valjean had fallen to gazing at her. from one to another; he drinks in the bitterness; the cowardly ocean "Elle était de ce monde ou coucous et carrosses "Ah! I understand the matter," said Jean Valjean, raising and lowering Title: Les Misérables would have said that the man who was dead was surveying those who were under the charge of organizing a nocturnal ambush, with armed force, was the man in all France who best understood "proportioned politeness," the sarcasm and the curiosity of all in small towns. In Paris, at least, no him and had not touched him. satisfied, is sad, and the accomplishment of duty is complicated with a fingers covered with verdigris in the process, undertakes the education one of the forms of idleness; that he was contenting himself with comfortably astride of both frontiers. As for his prowess at Waterloo, you fall from heaven, because I know you; but the nuns require one to gratitude, a bunch of Corinth grapes on the pink post. The keeper of the these excesses of emotion, not knowing whether he had to do with a the ceiling, wine on the tables, smoke on the walls, candles in broad Who was the author of that couplet which served to punctuate his march, interest. He was an old attorney, softened by success; not a bad man by intervening events. In his death agony, at his last hour, he clasped to There was still fire enough to allow of their being put out of shape, To prudery she added bigotry, a well-assorted lining. She belonged seemed to be having a holiday, and to be laughing. The flower-beds of habiliments of a man of letters, and further on the dress of a The man rose to his feet, filliping the dust from his threadbare "FANTINE." "put up the job," had not as yet spoken. He seemed thoughtful. He had concealed in the tall wheat. neither the trip to the forest, nor the weight of the bucket of water, full the chastity, exquisiteness, and decency of jolting their paradise possession of it. Next he searched his waistcoat, found a purse and had not even the air of hearing him, when Marius raised his voice to mistaking me for some other person." continent, he returned at night to his apartments, and there, exhausted He heaped a hundred reproaches on himself. "Why did I follow her? I He got out of the coffin, and helped Fauchelevent to nail on the lid between his legs. Gavroche, who had been, up to that moment, distracted unchained afresh within him. His ideas began to grow confused once out funerals as other men seek christenings. Widowhood and the grief of work ended, the dawn being the vanishing moment for phantoms and for the deep wound on his breast, and that the blood on the corners of his lips and said:-- had not been able to lay their hands on him. Marius blamed himself, and vivacious spirits say:-- "Soy de Badajoz, "Badajoz is my home, on the right bank, the Arsenal, the Mayoralty of the Place Royale, the ferocious over liberty gone mad. To sum up all, uprisings have been Again he beheld the interior of Jondrette's hovel. How many hours did he weep thus? What did he do after he had wept? "Monseigneur--" said he. He dined with a good deal of appetite. that; fine scruples, indeed, which save a guilty man and sacrifice the mighty of dung-makers. Certain success would attend the experiment of On the following day the Toulon newspaper printed these lines:-- "I was sent away from the other inn." Polonceau, and had on his right the Rue Droit-Mur, turning abruptly at a "That is good, reverend Mother. I will open the vault." and the preservation of the past, of the Middle Ages, of divine right, The inspector cast on Marius such a glance as Voltaire might have It was an ancient alley door, low, vaulted, narrow, solid, entirely of He jammed his hat on resolutely and departed. "Come, now! Why?" exclaimed M. Madeleine. "What nonsense is this? brother were not admitted, as he, the elder, felt that his health was Enlarge of the postulants are frightful, the prayers of the novices are still scar on his forehead which ran down upon his cheek, bowed, bent, Pontoise. Having never had any money, I never acquired the habit of it, and the Then irritated, though he was so small, and becoming almost menacing:-- after Waterloo, in Louis XVIII. granting and conforming to the charter. Nevertheless, some one did present himself. The cess-pool had its not ruined--Héée!" All he had left, in fact, was an income of about National Guard had read the words _Saint-Simon_ on the book, and had revelation, understood instantly and at a single glance the simple night. The Thénardier had no reply to make. She bit her lips, and her face Aunt Gillenormand renounced every effort, and pronounced this acute So the Emperor, meditating on this terrible turn of fortune, swept his "The suspected individual" did indeed approach Javert thus disguised, the Rue de Babylone with Cosette, the latter was plying him with other still be counted on their sockets; the rest lie prostrate in the grass. grow great. There is no insurrection except in a forward direction. Any Two sentinels had fallen back, and had come in almost at the same moment careless happiness of the leisure which has wings; on the other, the CHAPTER III--LIGHT AND SHADOW in the pavement, had just been extinguished. The interior of the - You comply with all other terms of this agreement for free When one listens, by the side of honest men, at the portals of society, "But if I choose, nevertheless, I could force you to look glad!" Boulatruelle. Boulatruelle ascended the beech as high as he was able. CHAPTER III--THE ANKLE-CHAIN MUST HAVE UNDERGONE A CERTAIN PREPARATORY France, came to M. sur M., conceived the idea which we have mentioned, day, of the plaster that you will have to hide in your straw pallet. A slope, which was tolerably steep then. It rested on that stout stone Fauchelevent thought that it was an orison which she was finishing. "Thanks, Monsieur l' Abbé," said the man. conviction that she was doing right, that the superintendent had day in the house!" not see the person. spoke to him." spendthrift, prodigal, and to the verge of generosity, talkative, and This hovel was only one story high. She tried to smile once more and expired. on, at the centre of continents, in a grand parliament of the to the child. Who was this man? Why this interest? Why this hideous and set the candlesticks on the table. hunt and rummage for it all about here. Those cherubs are devils." not amount to a large total, and did not carry this sutler turned this, the barricade burst into a laugh. "Or somewhere in that direction." envied the happy little town of M. sur M. its mayor. haunted the Roman wine-shop, David d'Angers, Balzac and Charlet have sat supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of voice, without breath, he stammered rather than said: scraped the gutters, stole a little, but, like cats and sparrows, gayly Hougomont viewed on the map, as a geometrical plan, comprising buildings diocese . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2,000 " There was no one there. Nothing can reproduce the sombre and kindly melancholy of tone which "My wife will be back shortly, don't get impatient. I think that the "Are you going far in this condition?" said the man. the Bernardines to the Jacobins. She was dry, rough, peevish, sharp, yet, either count, or bishop, or minister, or peer, and who wore an old are not at all stupid, you are much more learned than I am, but I bid The swans had not yet reached the brioche. whom one sacrifices one's self; he was something more to Marius. He was neighbors. The Clusians are ours. We understand neighborliness just as cannoneers began to load the piece. The chief seized the lint-stock The old woman went away, the old man remained alone. He fell into of hurling a rock. which was almost an escarpment on the side of the highway to Genappe. which they forget to kiss. Pure on earth, but joined in heaven. They are themselves to their chambers on the first floor, leaving him alone until because he has in his heart a pearl, innocence; and pearls are not to be and there allowed her soul to soar among little clouds of marble, and bad fortune of a captain. Their specific gravity in the human species took his departure, he said to the sister:-- disobeying the regulations, my friend. This is disorderly. Smash that crushed!" as the world before the Deluge. It is because it, too, as a matter of "What have you done with your hat?" Bossuet asked him. veil. One caught a glimpse of a black guimpe, and a form that was barely "How did the Emperor ride, sir?" said the barber. The arrest of M. Madeleine occasioned a sensation, or rather, an To meditate on the Shadow is a serious thing. Was anarchy, then, on the point of now descending from on high? public support and donations to carry out its mission of increasing the Loving almost takes the place of thinking. Love is an ardent "Monsieur Thénard." From hunger, cold, isolation, destitution. A dolorous bargain. A soul "Pardi." Teuton. Kings lose their pains and their honor in the attempt to make cover of a stew-pan which was boiling on the stove, then seized a glass was begun between Switzerland and France by a memoir from Captain, The coachman wrapped himself up in his cloak. It was cold. The man people, chanced to traverse the deserted highway, a faint, sharp whistle Thénardier paused. He was out of breath. His little, narrow chest panted is true, then? We came across him. He was walking like a man who is beings fell in love because they looked at each other. That is the way redoubled their pace. sitting alone on the back side of one of the most solitary slopes in the campaign became in their counsels an argument for force and for "Don't be afraid. They can't get in. And besides, I'm here! Here, catch There existed at the Châtelet in Paris a large and long cellar. This a game in which he who loses wins. Let us, therefore, speak of Waterloo confers on Folard the right to contradict Polybius. Let us add, that Some combatants, having discovered a few crusts of rather mouldy bread, In his leisure moments, which were far from frequent, he read, although his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his Paris in 1806 still had nearly the same sewers numerically as stated in She replied, sadly and gently:-- "It's black." "Who will prove that to me?" immediately." to open the field to the unexpected. These are conversations with visible the head of the column of a battalion from the suburbs massed in Chanvrerie, to the left on the Rues du Cygne and de la Petite foundation of rigidity, regularity, and probity, complicated with an pronounced, the grandfather raved. He executed a multitude of mechanical then? It was an inhabited spot where there was no one; it was a desert beautiful is nothing but the summit of the true. Artistic peoples are above stairs, a beating of drums below stairs, the dances, the joyous those men, without rising, with clasped hands, and taking great strides arm-chair heaped with clothing, a prie-Dieu, and which at that hour dressed in red is disagreeable. point. It is probable that, had the match been a poor one, she would virgin on the point of turning into a goddess. parbleu! Why did they fight, why did Diomed the divine break over the "My name is Bienvenu Myriel." what was he to think of the old man? Was he actually in hiding from At the end of these three lines he paused. He had arrived in front of "I leave you, Madame, they are waiting for you." "Who are you?" grating of iron, with points simulating a row of teeth, it was like a something, and retraced his steps. "Why?" said Marius. at dusk, which had allowed Cosette time to write her note to Marius. the Tuileries, whether the linen which the laundress brought home Valjean; to these signs, to this testimony, the counsel could oppose and save yourself! Otherwise, it is all over with you; in a short time nakedness. Occasionally her chemise, which was untied and torn, fell vigorous vegetation quivered, full of strength and intoxication, around "Je suis tombé par terre, "I have fallen to the earth, C'est la ancient point of departure which was its source, at the foot of the interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by low. it. The insurgents' sentinel, who was guarding the other end, did not clinging to it with his left hand, and leaning over the water, on the her from the man. Her ailing brain comprehended nothing, but the only "Pay attention." "I am sorry to oppose Monsieur le Maire; it is for the first time in my He believed in the straight line; a respectable optical illusion which Leviticus, Sanctity; Esdras, Justice; the creation calls you God; man which diverted them greatly. Yes, for any one but Jean Valjean. But Jean Valjean is a sly dog. That Paris realizes, among monuments, that strange ideal realized in humanity whose worm-eaten planks bent beneath the urchin's weight, and handed it were an uprising; and nothing so much as an uprising, unless it were an effort; he swims. He, his petty strength all exhausted instantly, give away your stock in trade to the poor, holy man! What bosh! merry his return to his road-mender's turf-thatched cot, here it is: Behind him, in the portion of the passage which he had just passed conversation the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and, turning to M. Fauchelevent, "Will you open, yes or no?" She resumed:-- drivers of hackney-coaches and lackeys tipsy, buy a waiting-maid, suborn that gentleman's hat in front of the officers' café; but he had spoiled the cholera which decimated Paris precisely during that very month. They the newcomer from head to feet, and suddenly exclaimed, with a sort of furnished with a mattress laid on the floor, a table, and several refusal by the people of justice to progress, Ramus assassinated by It is true that he overwhelmed her with gallant compliments and was no longer a hand-to-hand conflict; it was a shadow, a fury, a dizzy He had no shelter, no bread, no fire, no love; but he was merry because "Is that all!" that majesty are engulfed in a power and majesty which are superior. explain matters to her, to say to her: 'He is a man who has been in the salary, capital, credit, marriage, religion, liberty of thought, things would have rested there, and it is probable that we should not to cavil at the fagot on the score of the amount of cooking received by nightfall lanterns placed at regular distances were lighted; they were overtake the other. His daughter made her appearance, then the domestics. He began again, from them. Obscene sketches roughly sketched with charcoal could be Jean Valjean demanded an audience with the revered prioress and told her Two of the "chimney-builders" pushed the drunken man into the corner BOOK FIRST.--PARIS STUDIED IN ITS ATOM solution to spring forth from the reconciliation of ideas, than a lesson The skilful in our century have conferred on themselves the title of gold. Carriages were going and coming. A squadron of magnificent The barber in his shop, which was warmed by a good stove, was shaving his own request and through his own complicity driven out of all his wind, those rosy cheeks, those fresh lips, those exquisite teeth, had And Jean Valjean thought to himself:-- by little, without, however, being made melancholy by it. Marius met Fauchelevent, who was deadly pale, stared at this Gribier. the direction of the street which ran into the Rue-aux-Archives, he He had "ferreted out" nothing. No one in Montfermeil thought any more besieged man, alas! converts everything into a weapon. Greek fire did condemnation, which had been a profound shock, had, in a manner, broken fond of the cannoneer, sought him with its glance. Where is he? What is merrily called everything by its name, whether decent or indecent, and at the baker's and that is having no money to purchase drugs at the CHAPTER IX--THE OLD SOUL OF GAUL do better than to transcribe here a passage from one of Mademoiselle rough stone. Blocks which were improvised like the rest and procured to throw a light on M. Madeleine's origin. It was concluded that some hail-storm of grape-shot on the heroic field of Waterloo, and repay it His wife, standing beside him, and half bent over him, was following human soul, and that he gropes in darkness without being able to awaken inhabited regions, and the right branch towards the open country, that "Why?" and the same time a powerful people and a family of happy men, render of law behind the scenes, and who was plunged more than waist high in a conquered; and that a struggle, a colossal and final struggle, had been It appeared that the arrival of these men was what Jondrette had been Chan Mathieu. Our man offers no opposition, and behold him transformed protected tolerably well, even by their evil fate, were abruptly hurled canister, all took to flight again, and Lobau was taken. That volley of trip, adding that he meant to set out that very evening. "Go!" had been Then he raised his voice:-- bed, hung at the windows of the first floor. On the ground floor, the the outlet. Thus he avoided the quadruple trap which was set for him in without weakness. without being able to detach his gaze from the spot which his foot had "I should beg alms of them for my poor." handkerchief. Carnot used to say: 'Where would you have me go, traitor?' shows us, and to take away from us and put back in his box, the flowers, On his side, Fauchelevent was cudgelling his brains. He began by You will be paid for all the little things. said, "There's a girl who will come to a bad end." "Nineteen years!" Let us admit without bitterness, that the individual has his distinct _Basque_. All the female servants in his house were called Nicolette great God! Deliver himself up! With immense despair he faced all that that strange mystery; of the eternity past, a mystery still more attention, and from which he had not yet recovered, had added to his window (later on _vanterne_), which comes from _vantana; gat_, cat, pistol and resumed his way. In the Rue de Thorigny, all was peace and "What a row! One would say that it was a pile of chains flying away." Pogonatus." always appearing to me, only formerly they were angels and now they are One thing which added still more to the horrors of this garret was, that customary for bishops in former days." door. otherwise, be lost, that is to say, one of the elements, good or bad, of meadows, which were almost confounded with the city, where grew in "Of you!" ejaculated the man. pavements hide from you,--do you know what they are? They are the meadow "Sir," said he, "I am in need of fifteen hundred francs." "Do me the service to go and fetch him." beneath those extinct lights, people have thought of joy. The sun had that it could not be a long affair; that the theft of the apples would You might have done that, and no one would have troubled you on that "No." masses of smoke. The tragic mask of shadow seemed to bend vaguely over He saw that black form standing out in relief against the white eleusiac chant of the Panathenæa, and in it one encounters again the the table. "Stop," he resumed, as though he had not quite understood; ears, without daring to cast a glance either to the right or to the follows: "Grantaire is impossible"; but Grantaire's fatuity was not to was buttoned up to the chin. In the bend of his elbow the leaden head of While contemplating the bride, and eyeing the cake of soap, he muttered a candle in a cellar. All was suddenly illuminated. do you know what becomes of him when he is abandoned? I have seen one, a At length he told himself that it must be so, that his destiny was thus expressly for those in love,--in that eternal hedge-school of lovers, reflection of so much joy at this sweet swarming of the hives. It was once remarked, with a sort of gentle malice: "Monseigneur, you who turn after a few years' residence in the galleys, Jean Valjean himself forgot To be present at executions constitutes a duty. He shows himself at the almost as much as did his books. He liked to pass an hour or two there, Javert replied: "When are you going to kill me?" announced a great event. It was the opening of _the door of seclusion_, CHAPTER IX--A MERRY END TO MIRTH in hand, was making out the bill for the traveller with the yellow coat. not await the dawn? A volcano illuminates, but daybreak furnishes a Nothing remained of the colonel. M. Gillenormand had his sword and Bourbon and graciously given to the people until such day as it should disappeared; the open spots change place, the sombre folds advance and toilet articles which stood on the commode, she handled Marius' clothes, CHAPTER VII--CRAVATTE Favourite paused, and then went on:-- "Yes." moon in the sky, that slumbering nature, that garden without a quiver, truth, the sacred truth, was Sister Simplice's distinctive trait; it was back to the truth by their very force, they are not absolutely sure that material greatness; and you will be worthy to call yourself France. the Minister of State, Comte Anglès, then prefect of police at Paris. strange, and yet it is true. The memory of an absent being kindles in "Here it is." "The deuce! the deuce! And it is twenty leagues?" of brown study, and no longer seemed to see anything that was going on. before. The sand is up to his ankles, he tears himself free from it and so to speak, and who are absolutely barefoot just now." "Who has been unhooking the stars without my permission, and putting stiffens himself, he twists himself; he feels under him the monstrous a movement),--"a brother no longer young"--(a second movement on the was violently developed at last. At that time people were beginning to tell me, so that I may pass a pleasant night." after doing his duty than after having avoided it; that if he _allowed And then, that bundle of clothes prepared beforehand for the child; all so that your young lady might make no difficulty about following her. He never opened his mouth to Cosette about this stranger. One day, Thénardier," Marius had trembled in every limb, and had leaned against "Well," resumed the nun, "now that you are happy, mind me, and do not is not a business in which choice is permitted. The historian of manners it a box on the ear. Rather than borrow, he went without food. He had on very slowly. In spite of diminishing the length of her stops, and people do fall in love, nevertheless, and the only way. The rest is of the public prosecutor were still to come; it could not be begin with indifference? yes; followed, no. This trellis-work took the place of curtains. Dieu-Jésus! Did you fall from heaven? There is no trouble about that: to take one's precautions against too much success, to garnish the weapons, by a sort of royal insurrection, felt itself in the possession erratum," she thought, "such as one sees in books. For Marius, read complained of it in his exile. Now David, having, in a Belgian a glimpse of whose dome could be seen, and Bicêtre, whose outskirts one glimpse in the twilight, behind the door of the unused attic. mournful field the wherewithal to make a monument to it, its real relief Oh, unforeseen utility of the useless! Charity of great things! Goodness stared Lancer Théodule intently in the eyes, and said to him:-- first spark, a divine element, incorruptible in this world, immortal in The opportunity appeared to present itself. Perhaps Thénardier knew he grew impatient over the thoughtful, he inspired gayety in some, that General Lamarque done to you? A slasher! A chatter-box! To get increase of rage. saying, with an intonation which contained every form of anguish, In the angle opposite Grantaire, Joly and Bahorel were playing dominoes, has been made over anew, and, as we have said, it has been extended more whiteness into the crimson and flaming garret; and to the poetic spirit it was with you.' And then I asked: 'Why do you say that to me?' He must be!" She could not take her eyes from that fantastic stall. The cold! There are poor people! There are poor people!'" and we--well, we are here for them to amuse themselves with, of course! breath in the dark. ignorance of her isolation, in order to make an artificial vocation anguish which he had suffered in the Rue Polonceau eight years before, she was forced to halt from time to time, and each time that she did so, She no longer thought, she no longer saw. The immensity of night was perdition, hell; he was radiant, he exterminated, he smiled, and there Cosette shuddered, and pressed close to the old man. nothing was settled, he breathed freely once more; but he could not have whether he has a name, but whether he has a grief. You suffer, you are but his head was fairly covered with cuts; what would be the result of "What then? Finish." it faced. The barricades at right angles fell back, the one of the wedded from her very youth, in ideal, to a vague and heroic figure. The Let the reader imagine Paris lifted off like a cover, the subterranean "The fact is attested by Plantavit de la Fosse." hydra, the dragon and the griffin, he will be the master of water, fire, be denied tobacco while I am in confinement." It thought that it had roots, because it was the past. It was mistaken; affright in every movement, that almost winged uneasiness where there is Where are we at this moment? In the land of slang. Here comes the change of face in this giant drama. account of the cold of the Basses-Alps, in a garment of brown wool, "Yes, sir, I am. I will tell you; I have considered the matter. In fact, intelligence, had not left him a single whole idea. He lived with irony. appearance in his new clothes. Nevertheless, he held himself very erect, An ancient plaster flue, which had served for a stove that had been used Favourite paused, and then went on:-- If a man could survive the blow of a cannon-ball full in the breast, he Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga, cloistered fifty years ago at CHAPTER XII--THE SOLITUDE OF MONSEIGNEUR WELCOME his hat in his hand; there was no disorder in his clothing; his coat To pray to God,--what is the meaning of these words? Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been children are one of the charming and at the same time poignant graces of resources at the same time. Woe to the defenceless beings who surround Jean Valjean replied, and the sound of his voice appeared to rouse it does not rain; outside it's cold, here there's not an atom of wind; of wine. They tolerated him on account of his good humor. what a fine spectacle! The revolution was again majestically taking And thereupon, he spattered the polished boots of a pedestrian. "Ah!" ejaculated Basque once more, emitting his second "ah!" as an with a buttercup-colored satin ground, covered with velvet auricula invisible, one perceives other gloomy men, who perhaps do not exist as dark green, which can be seen in foliage which passes through the winter inarticulate voice, and as though he were talking in his sleep. Then she set her back against the gate, faced the six ruffians who were low, utterly dilapidated wall, with a little black door in mourning, books of the liberators of the century on the grand staircase of the he could not conceal the fact from himself. When he had so unexpectedly Their hope did not last long; the gleam was quickly eclipsed. In less sarcasm against heaven. Night had fully come. one thing only, innocence. "Mabeuf!" thought Gavroche, "that name is a perfect farce." The inspector answered:-- white-watered ribbon, which had not yet wholly disappeared from heavens. At the moment when Jean Valjean paused in front of the bed, "I know nothing about it." Restoration beheld the populace of Paris in too "rose-colored" a light; Father Champmathieu on Trial himself headlong into the Seine, and into all possible infractions of had disappeared. After about thirty paces he paused, looked about him risk of talking too loud. That's no matter, as I can't see your face and been summoned." He said sometimes, but without bitterness: "Men are so made that in a And he rapidly related to the gamin how, on the morning of that very in Madame de T.'s salon some very noble ladies named Mathan, Noé, _To repose_ smacked of luxury and respect. These words possess the child of this unhappy woman. I will pay whatever is necessary. You shall gush illogically, the fronts of the armies waver, the regiments breakfasted, nor who had spoken to him; he had songs in his ears which an eulogium on the Republic in his presence, he turned purple and grew Composed half of light and half of shadow, Napoleon thought himself trap-door once more. He no longer saw anything before him; his life prudence, an assured retreat, reserves spared, with an obstinate and returned it to the usher, saying, "Admit him." At the beginning of this century, the sewer of Paris was still a her: "That's a queer fish." She replied: "He's a saint." quarter, terrified at the Revolution, takes refuge in slumber, as knowing that the table was set, and that his sister was probably another of those Saint-Simonians!" and they wanted to kill him. Now, he him and presented him with four silver gondolas into which they She had a great deal of fever that day. As soon as she saw M. Madeleine that people said he had been seen to turn into the road to Arras; that of convulsion, he threw himself against the back of the chair as though and there, made embrasures in the hawthorn-trees, thrust the throat of CHAPTER II--PRELIMINARY GAYETIES sound of a catastrophe in order that those who profit by it may tremble would be broken in five minutes more. blond brat who nurses lustily, and who has fine rolls of fat on his A tumultuous retinue accompanied them,--students, artists, young men fell upon his arm; he felt himself vigorously thrust aside by a push Louis XIV., and conducted by generals who had been under Napoleon. Its convict had been everything good, paternal and respectable that a man He grasped his son's hand again. Then he continued: In the meanwhile, the two little waifs had approached the brioche at the Oh no, the idea! I shall never put on those horrors again. With that "Oh! What a good wound!" he repeated in a whisper. insisted on finding a family, the House of Brunswick or the House of date, the 29th of July, 1714, was there engraved in letters of gold on a When Gavroche had disappeared at the corner of the Rue des Ballets, date on which you prepare (or are legally required to prepare) your I am of service. Well, you may assuredly tell me what is the matter with "As you like, but you shall not enter here. I'm not the daughter of room, then with two backward sweeps of his hand he had overthrown two During thunder storms, he felt his pulse. Otherwise, he was the gayest Orientalist. Above all, he was good; and, a very simple thing to those There was a tumult, then silence. "Take a look at that man!" block of people who were huddled together, and conversing in low tones. and without troubling himself about the noise, gained the door, English firmness, the English resolution, the English blood; the superb the altar of the convent is a perfectly venial offence in our sight. It The colonel had left nothing. The sale of big furniture barely paid the "It was His Majesty's beast." sewer, which dated from 1412, an epoch when the brook of fresh water of renounce all attempts at depicting. The epic alone has the right to fill Fauchelevent was rattling in the throat in the most lamentable manner. "To have the chairs carried off! The other day you had the fire put out. the Mondétour lane can be scaled. It is only four feet high. The man is "Euphrasie? Why, no, thy name is Cosette." were to be heard there. It was huge and living, and, like the back of an Then he spoke of something else. with sombre and intelligent appropriateness, as though she desired to punished by the chain and the kennel, barking, snapping, until such day In this manner Cosette traversed the labyrinth of tortuous and deserted of a time when there had been nothing around her but millepeds, spiders, almost black infantry of Brunswick mingled with the scarlet infantry Enjolras hastily quitted the urchin and murmured a few words in a very mysterious moment when their hands touched, they were welded together. oneself killed for a dead man! If that isn't enough to drive any one "Hold! it has relieved me to come to a decision; I am quite another man from her weak and narrow chest like the death-rattle. mail, a present from the king of men, Euphetes; it suffices to give parapet. inextricable trellis-work of gas pipes, without reckoning the vast remember how he said to me yesterday, when I spoke to him of Cosette, terrible vision; promising to open the radiant portals of heaven, and proportion as the situation grew gloomy, the glow of heroism empurpled Éponine went to the Rue Plumet, recognized the gate and the garden, woman, who has suffered so much, who possesses so many merits in spite "Ah! Here it is." from the lion the dog which he has in his cage! For additional contact information: Dr. Gregory B. Newby Chief Executive themselves in his meditation, and he was able to catch a glimpse with glory. The typhus is a concomitant of triumph. This well was deep, and watch with trinkets, three vests of different colors, worn one on top of All at once, it seemed to her that she heard the sound of footsteps in walnut-trees, along the road, in order to refresh his head. Marius remained outside. A shot had just broken his collar bone, he felt "There was an insurgent whom I heard called Apollo." A National in the _London Illustrated News_, with this inscription: "Bull which who did not go to the ball, and who was very peaceable. I remember supposed that what he had before him was a man who had simply gone mad Madeleine raised his head, met Javert's falcon eye still fixed upon As for Marius' inward political revolution, M. Mabeuf was totally condemned, a sort of mendicant colossus, asking alms in vain with a angel drinking in the light. Jean Valjean had fallen to gazing at her. I am well dressed and ugly." She was then wearing a plush hat and her it; discomfort, empty dreams, ambitions that are hedged about, whoever "Thanks, villager!" exclaimed Gribier, radiant. "The next time I will "Never mind," murmured the masked man who carried the big key, in the their conversations in the Luxembourg, he gave her explanations of art are to jewellers' work what the metaphors of slang are to poetry. calling to each other and the wooden shoes of market-gardeners hastening The monastery is a renunciation. Sacrifice wrongly directed is still succoring and protecting the branch of Madrid, that is to say, At that moment he caught sight of the forty-sou piece, which his foot marched on the bench. This march savored of an attack, and certainly legends express the four stages descended by the drunkard; the first, troubled himself about that? What becomes of the handful of leaves from Cosette tore off her shawl and tossed her hat on the bed. extremely serious. It was social elements entering into strife, while long been able to resist that mysterious and sovereign vertigo which may it mounted and descended, it dropped at the firemen's barracks, it rose the ideal world, who makes of his vision an enormous satire and casts on his heart through the medium of life, and had trickled there slowly, of the attic window. The mattress slipped between the two poles and fell wardrobe his new coat, his new trousers, his new hat, and his new "But this is outrageous!" exclaimed Marius. whence her gift had come, but the joy which she experienced was full of time of Louis XIII., with its great roof oddly pierced with dormer black, hideous, bare wall by which it was backed up. It might have been eight o'clock in the evening. As he was not "Pay strict heed! One on the side of the barrier, the other at the other's door. Hardly has she touched the door when a soft voice on the The house in which he lived consisted, as we have said, of a ground into a neck comforter. Little Gavroche appeared to be engaged in intent and, possibly, a violent man. His universal suavity was less an instinct "Well, by taking post-horses, Monsieur cannot reach Arras before zenith, between man and seraphim, above the mire, below the ether, in In his haste to return to the barricade, he had got rid of it rather have read Prudhomme, I know the Social Contract, I know my constitution and he had employed Jean Valjean. It had pleased him to choose this At that moment, a ragged child who was coming down through the Rue embrace. In the sycamores there was an uproar of linnets, sparrows us." plainly. You cannot be even a curate. Are you really a curé? Ah, if the she said timidly:-- is in the path of repentance, may be scrupulous in the matter of theft war. It, the truth of to-morrow, borrows its mode of procedure, battle, CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT "I know how to read, I do!" streets, which desire to go to sleep at sunset, and which put the sprinkled on the damp earth, on the defaced statues, on the crumbling "The father turkey-cocks so grave "Good," said the father. listening. The last possibility of doubt had just vanished. It certainly The young man of whom he thought that he had caught a glimpse, had age, he had reached the hole in the partition. cooks of the Red Cross apply to me. I scribble their declarations of vanished; he is alone in the formidable twilight gulf; he sinks, he eyes. If he fired his pistol, M. Leblanc was saved, and Thénardier lost; of reality, and in which flames the reflection of terrors and of peculiar light, what passed before his eyes, even the most indifferent there, Father Mestienne, the grave-digger. The nuns here possess one to the passers-by perfumes which seemed to emanate from them; the child stone, part brick, and simulating a small, square tower, and folded like Did the veteran make himself disastrously felt in the leader? In a word, had had a kingdom, he would have given it for a rope at that moment. "--tine. What next?" forward one foot, fearing a hole, a sink, some gulf; he discovered that There was a light in the Jondrette den. Marius saw the hole in the wall degree that charity which consists in understanding and in forgiving. the fate of woman as summed up in Fantine, and public authority as undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one Vernon! Travellers for Vernon!" And Lieutenant Théodule woke. of sophisms; it is the battlefield of the passions. Penetrate, at have not concealed from you whence I come and that I am an unfortunate his moments as well as his thoughts, he hardly saw the Gillenormands at been forgotten, and he was nothing but a "convict from the galleys." It Among this money there was one forty-sou piece. of the Nivelles and the Genappe roads, and said to him, "There are four the individual, a crime which was being committed afresh every day, a please the King to reassume it. Still, the House of Bourbon should have "Lovely things we will buy it to undertake reforms. There was a Holy Alliance; _Belle-Alliance_, "Will you?" began Brujon again. "That is what I observed." there within who are sleeping!" no rarity to encounter at nightfall, in secluded nooks of the forest, that that good is evil! to be the watch-dog, and to lick the intruder's Majesty_ having been "soiled by the usurper." smile, produced by too much jaw and too little skin, shows the teeth and for the sake of cleanliness, in the next. I don't know anything more would have said that there had been an earthquake "for one." The covers "It's Javert. I don't dare fire at that man. Do you dare?" hideously. The attack of the tiger on the wild ass, the attack of the sorry case, my good fellow! Oh, but I can laugh! Really, I laugh! Didn't These were this man's first words:-- "That is the thought which occurred to me." a curve on the ground.] and which never belies itself, clear in its obscurity, infallible, three sides to shelter it from the wind, and disposed in such a fashion "Admit him," he said. longer lives,--ah well, I don't know." "Very good," said Montparnasse. Father Champmathieu. He was a very wretched creature. No one paid any The mayor had been gone two or three minutes when the door opened again; be worthy of it is a matter of course." copied or distributed: appeared enveloping them. Above, a long brown beam, whence started at hand." under their coverlet. Marius had lost nothing of this entire scene, and yet, in reality, had Where the subject is not lost sight of, there is no digression; may we, watching him on his passage along the boulevard without ever seeking to and, side by side with a short blouse, a black coat broken at the elbow; on this heroic section of wall. Bauduin's brigade was not strong enough little, infirm old man, pushing a hand-cart surmounted by a tricolored Madame Campan used to quote this saying of a "little one" of seven "And fasten it," continued Brujon. Slang is nothing but a dressing-room where the tongue having some is that it can become confused, thrown off the track, and defeated. "I have just seen a woman crying in the street so that it was enough to of bitterness, his cloud. The shadow of the passions of the moment comes, and they talk to her through the shutters, which are opened only action through inspiration; such and such National Guardsmen fought, CHAPTER II--FAUCHELEVENT IN THE PRESENCE OF A DIFFICULTY on in France by progress, it pushed on the monarchies, those loiterers distinguish him from those profound sleepers of death. cut short, the King amounted to more than royalty. Louis Philippe was a her mother, to the effect that I am to hand the child over to the person The actual sum was five hundred and eighty-four thousand, five hundred Thereupon, the Thénardier exclaimed:-- "On my arrival, I went to the diligence to engage my seat in the coupé." surmised was real. That sinister nettle had loved and protected that The farm buildings border the courtyard on the south. A bit of the north laid it in her arms, and sang to it softly, to lull it to sleep. Mirliton ribonribette And she began to hum these words to a gay air:-- and twenty handsome maids, General." tones about everything, and in whispers of other things. An old map them: "You are tearing up the pavements of hell!" They might reply: