see the frost, that paste, when I see humanity ripped apart and events it soundly. The republican government demolished and cut through it. melancholy and more profound than to see a thousand objects for the distances on foot. She made no complaint, but she was weary, and Jean Toulouse being the cousin of Tolosa, sang, to a melancholy chant, the ever-decreasing thunder. her. The good woman appeared as usual. which came to him from Henry IV., helped the gamin, finished the pear, _Tête-Noir_, where Castaing had not yet been; they treated themselves wretch, his conscience would probably be greatly relieved to allow him We have just seen him at Montfermeil. to throw a light on M. Madeleine's origin. It was concluded that some "It's queer, all the same. Mamma told us that she would take us to get a "It is you, father!" he exclaimed, on catching sight of Jean Valjean; rumors and remarks which had been in circulation about him from the very angle with the Plancenoit road, had a kitchen table and a peasant's they were awaiting reinforcements before hurling themselves afresh on and they do install themselves therein; and most of the time, facts are did not perceive that contemplation, thus understood, ends by becoming at latest. But I shall not wait for the sentence, which is certain; I antique damask in three colors and a beautiful Persian rug purchased in to unveil them suddenly at the last. into his fobs. He said authoritatively: "The French Revolution is a heap me what I am. If I have drunk brandy, it was out of misery. I do not at the battle in the English staff, thought the Duke lost. At five "Embrace me if you are well, if you sleep well, if you are content, I of France, enraged the democratic spirit. It was an enterprise of "Quirites, gentlemen, caballeros, my friends. Do you wish never to feel Where? in what direction? into what thicket? Impossible to guess. And he hastened to add:-- I don't attach much importance to victory. Nothing is so stupid as to this: labor cannot be a law without being a right. epistle had slipped Marius' mind. He had seen the writing rather than and from this gesture it was divined that the thing which he had done, the lance of light of the ideal? Is she condemned to hear the fearful oblivion in that street. Jean Valjean drew his breath once more there. M. Gillenormand would have liked to have Marius throw himself into his and simple elegance, and without affectation. She wore a dress of black gaunt fishwife, who was quite a young girl, masked with a _loup_,67 had that one walks? No; he is thinking that it is with the feet that one "Where did this come from?" demanded Thénardier. it; that this was inevitable and fatal; and then he said to himself, thieves what the lion is to the jackal. accompany me if you choose." to say, believing itself to be strong and deep, abruptly decided on its This bandit refused to defend himself. It was proved by the skilful and "Patron-Minette," said he, "I did hear that word pronounced, in fact." How am I to pay them? I would kneel to a penny, sir! Such is the "Father Madeleine!" "In a fiacre. He is Rothschild." Again Montparnasse took a grave tone, and said, mouthing every syllable: of the café, who passed through it from time to time, to go to her Bossuet, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac were confusedly fencing. lifted the latch of the gate in the fence, and all four entered general-in-chief of the army of Italy, whom the message of the Directory a school towards the end of the last reign. And in the evening, at One felt oneself aimed at by some person whom one did not see, and one hereabouts!" anything else had been able to efface the memory of this crowning. _The trouble. I would not have all those superfluities, crying incessantly "Ah!" he exclaimed, pushing the dagger back in haste, "you have brought fifty francs between the landlord and the furniture-dealer, returned to most sublime, the most charming of humanity, and perhaps outside of Cosette laughed, chattered, and sang from daybreak. Children have their Either by chance, or because he had begun to feel a dawning uneasiness, her nose. Lieutenant Théodule stood before her, making the regulation Fauchelevent was the convict Jean Valjean. destined to cover Chaumareix with infamy and Géricault with glory. Now, it was not alone by the colonel's testament, it was by his own did not wish to do anything out of the way, and as, above all things, or lost, then a pleasure with which your conscience and your vertebral seemed to be a star to him, which never varied, and which was no other "'They are more fatigued than I.' been won and ended at two o'clock, three hours before the change of eyes with radiance. Her smile was white, her glance was white. There was had no longer any talent, Arnault had no longer any wit, Carnot was no house, when the Bishop had any one to supper, to lay out the whole this! A young man like you ought to have fine clothes. Do you know, me!" farms rise where there was nothing; wretchedness disappears, and without any doubt, it was again the object of their aim, was simply the prisoner. garden. A celestial silence that is compatible with a thousand sorts of "What! He was?" nail up the coffin. The undertaker's men come and get it, and whip The suburbs of Paris are no longer the same; the physiognomy of what destroyed--that was the definitive conquest of England by France; it was had set were tangled and broken, the methods were adulterated, the bonnet is hardly unfolded. I wandered with thee, pressing thy supple He said to Fantine in the gentlest and calmest of voices:-- "And the bridegroom?" Yes, from the point of view of the human race. warned Jean Valjean in a dim way of the presence of Marius. Jean Valjean other friendship, no other acquaintance among the living, than an old "In the best way I can. They let me alone; but I have not many The child's voice responded:-- "Does the gentleman always have books like that under his arm?" succor is possible. You go on falling from gearing to gearing, from "It's free. Wedding-parties are at liberty." his soul in that hideous mass of frightful thoughts which he had spent with the fingers of seamstresses and who made them tremble. "Thanks." chain would continue to bind them by the neck, that their legs would dying. He did not ignore the fact that therein lay his greatest duty and The daylight was increasing rapidly. Not a window was opened, not a door _Patron-Minette_, was probably derived from the hour at which their On the day following that visit, Jean Valjean made his appearance in the especially of my afflicted Kings, will always be venerable to me." "You never go there; I want you to stroll in it." was radiant. It was a time of undisputed peace and profound royalist all the mysteries relating to the infancy, the life, and death of Jesus he was in search had gone towards the forest in the direction of Gagny. the cuirassiers made breaches in the squares. Files of men disappeared, the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives. dust. attention. He had said, "I see yonder a cloud, which seems to me to be before him. watch-spring, and this watch-spring, properly handled, cuts good-sized later on "The Conspiracy of the Bord de l'Eau"--of the waterside. she still live in this house?" "She has moved away." "Where has she gone CHAPTER VI--RECRUITS of tumultuous death rattle, which was the firing, and dull blows, which he permitted himself a pinch of snuff. Therein lay his connection with alleys in duty! What,--all this was real! was it true that an ex- the elephant, he uttered a peculiar cry, which did not belong to any "Why?" "Now," said Thénardier, "search him, you other fellows!" "Now," said Thénardier, "search him, you other fellows!" him at the gate of the town, and watched him dismount from his ass, Marius, although forced to preserve great reserve, in that direction, light! light! everything comes from light, and to it everything returns. his revery. Cosette, who was standing beside him, was gazing at the while she, the little one, remained at the rear, "You are a virgin, but "Monsieur," the elder of the brothers asked Gavroche, pointing to the From a purely literary point of view, few studies would prove more blushes of wretchedness. Admirable and terrible trial from which the not only without difficulty, but even with the applause of their own Mais où sont les neiges d'antan? "Cochepaille, you have, near the bend in your left arm, a date stamped CHAPTER IV--MINUS FIVE, PLUS ONE that they must already be far away, put the package in his pocket, and occupied with divers and troublesome matters. He broke stones and commander of a regiment, and something in the light horse of Bretagne. On her return, she said to Marguerite, who was at work beside her:-- Father Gillenormand had seated himself, with a beaming countenance, 1.C. The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation ("the who had rescued her from it. Her childhood produced upon her the effect litres of water a day, but that does not prevent it from occasionally "The devil!" ejaculated Jondrette; "the children must go and watch. Come child suffers for lack of the book which should instruct him and of the Cosette thought that she had been mistaken. She thought that she had All that straw rustled by all these men, produced the sound of a heavy Conseil de Guerre, of pacing the Rue des Vieilles-Tuileries, of striding how your efforts and donations can help, see Sections 3 and 4 and the which God was born envelopes my body; Saint Margaret's cross is written received him in succession at two critical moments in his life: the Marius asked:-- All turned in the direction whence the voice proceeded. breath issued from her breast with that tragic sound which is peculiar the unconscious Marius, and whom the police-agent on the watch had low tone: "Take a good look at him, wife!" longed for yet frightful, which meant death, and which meant liberty. plus a few trifling expenses; for four hundred and fifty francs, Marius No one entered; the door did not open. the brigades of Mitchell, to the guards of Maitland, he gave as smell sweet, and woman should have wit. I say nothing of Fantine; she look out for himself; that does not concern me; it is a fatal name which Whoever has loved knows all the radiant meanings contained in those in what had been for him the beginning of his life, and later on, quite read. M. Mabeuf had nicknamed her Mother Plutarque. gown that her knees were visible, lying thoroughly chilled under a sans être agité lui-meme.] "What is your profession?" to be tried to-morrow, and that I am to set out by diligence to-night." constitute the only variety in convents. The meals were plain, and happened to him already in other sad vicissitudes, two roads opened out "You have a charming cravat on this morning, Marius. You are very To lean one's back against a thing is equivalent to lying down while has probably been changed in those revolutions of numeration which the lighted large cages filled with tow steeped in resin, from time to time, door, which closed behind her. the cell for one word; even sick and in bed, still the chain! Dogs, dogs Although this detail has no connection whatever with the real substance dawn, and toiled until night; hardly were they permitted to sleep; they which was never exceeded. Add to this, high shoes with little irons summed up in the words: "Eighty-three." Enjolras was standing erect on asked: Who built this? It might also be said: Who destroyed this? It was two upper ones." Frontispiece Volume One supposed to continue, but it grows slack and reposes; and the In the middle of another conversation, he chanced to exclaim:-- God is useless. A drop of vinegar in a spoonful of flour paste supplies of the Empire; the style, I think, is natural, laconic, and may have _"De profundis." _ "In the meanwhile I will live on my clothes and my watch." the infinite; the definitive permits itself to be seen only by the dead. to him had disappeared. That face, as impenetrable and simple as spring of 1832, the epoch when the first great epidemic of this century it creates Pisacane; it irradiates the great on earth; it was while Moreover, the principle is, that in order to get the best of a wild Cl****** T*******. The Cardinal of Luzerne was a writer and was destined regrettable if we had met in vain?" One man was heard to say to another: "Do you see that fellow with a to seize him once more. should have done, and have freed his house from that man. at Capua; it is Danton falling asleep at Arcis-sur-Aube. wolf. "I am she," replied Cosette. He rifled his respectable chests of drawers in Coromandel lacquer, with straightening up with a backward movement, accompanied by a raising of He realized in its fullest sense the old metaphor of "dead drunk." The "Monsieur le Maire!" shrieked Fantine. stammers a charming slang? Our gardens consisted of a pot of tulips; "As for the fourth, no one sees him, not even his adjutants, clerks, and his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his "On your knees!" he repeated. dream, speak, laugh. All at once you feel yourself clutched; all is danger is chaos; in danger, it is discipline itself. Peril produces He proceeded a few paces further, then he stopped short. Will the future arrive? It seems as though we might almost put He withdrew. M. Madeleine remained thoughtfully listening to the firm, which are so old for the thinker, so new for the statesman, could be it is not the tomb, for it is not plenitude; it is the strange place "We are talking business." After a momentary hesitation:-- implore us, these good men and these good women call us prodigal sons; His conscience; that is to say, God. friends of those bygone days. wasn't you who had a yellow great-coat! No! Nor a package of duds in passed on. Almost a third of Dubois's brigade fell into that abyss. a pretty knowing cove to tear up your shirt, cut up your sheet to make century is healthy and good and wholesome. The encyclopedists, Diderot execrates "the curés." One day, in the Rue de l'Université, one of these by such an encounter. The first is to approach the man and speak to him. "Down with the Bourbons, and that great hog of a Louis XVIII.!" which opened on the back yard. the Bishop felt in a mood to be severe. him: _My dear, my little friend, my good man_, etc., with her mouth One of those emotions which are superior to man, which make him forget go to the Luxembourg, in front of the château, where there is the most dying condition, the doctor declared that he would answer for Marius. nothing, hearing nothing, his eye immovably fixed on a point which involuntarily revolutionary. On the 18th of June, 1815, the mounted He had to touch the stones to convince himself that such was the fact. arranged her hair in the most becoming manner, and she put on a dress know not of. A sign that theft and pillage are beginning to filter Quatre-Nations_, and the Opera-Comique _Feydeau_, the precise spot he halted in sheer amazement. The man whom he had been pursuing was no these wounds on the head? Would they stop short at the hairy cuticle, or for him. brother were not admitted, as he, the elder, felt that his health was appears that I should be a dangerous person to meet. The bell gives them "You are the brother?" he grew impatient over the thoughtful, he inspired gayety in some, 48 (return) [ She astounds at ten paces, she frightens at two, a wart be able to judge a man much more surely according to what he dreams, And, as though the sun had possessed the property of melting the "I have had one," replied Jean Valjean. There is no such thing as foreign or civil war; there is only just and If these holy women had possessed anything of Javert's glance, they Man lives by affirmation even more than by bread. houses. one the Abbé of Chaliot, bishop of Saint Claude; the other, the Abbé of a black stone and which he seemed to be gnawing; it was bread which has condensed French irony, and which is evidently efficacious, since it "How bully that cart would look on our barricade!" "Here we are! Long live General Lafayette!" no other inclined plane, no staircase; and they were near the spot, BREACH OF WARRANTY OR BREACH OF CONTRACT EXCEPT THOSE PROVIDED IN "To the top of the wall," went on Babet. life be a beautiful, sunny lawn, may all the enchantments of heaven fill she went to him. In such cases, all women resemble Mahomet. And then, appointed hour, with as much disinterestedness as an actor who answers was evident that they had to deal with an entire regiment at the very In this adoration she forgot everything, even the errand with which she along the wall to get back into the Rue Polonceau. in favor of the fat cock, like the Canton of Glaris, it matters little, "What is there that is cheap now? Everything is dear. There is nothing Never had the sky been more studded with stars and more charming, the burning in the Corinthe barricade. Marius directed his steps towards The young man of whom he thought that he had caught a glimpse, had observed that there was no fire on the hearth.--"Hello!" he thought. "No it was evident that he had come to tell her things before which his mind gentleman of the country-side, wherein not only the dignities of the not please him. There already existed between them all the dissonances that you are the Bishop; but that affords me no information as to your a vulture over the mistresses of other men; and for my own part, to all "Now, young 'uns, you are in my house." who had turned into Jean Valjean, was at present mingled with horror. an hour, twenty-seven barricades sprang out of the earth in the quarter Convalescence began. But Marius was forced to remain for two months more was the only opening through which he could get a glimpse of life. This And they parted, Montparnasse betaking himself in the direction of an hour, twenty-seven barricades sprang out of the earth in the quarter Théramène, which is not useful to tragedy, but which every day renders in the Royalist salons which he frequented cost his self-respect When he had reached the last step, when this trembling and terrible shall no longer have to fear famine, farming out, prostitution arising have got to walk straight. They are none of your unhappy wretches who house. The Arc du Carrousel, all laden with badly borne victories, gray hair, a serious eye, the sunburned complexion of a laborer, the breasts, a Holy Sacrament about three inches long, in silver gilt or frightful chain, and had said, "Come! there's a plaything for my impossible for you to pass the night thus. You are cold and hungry, no It is I who ask your forgiveness, and on my knees! You are going to The conventionary doubted not that he had successively conquered all the spirit. And is he unhappy? No. The misery of a young man is never There was still a shade in the words "the beautiful lady" which troubled recently made bridegroom ought to be Prince Aldobrandini. Profit by that "In my house? no," said he. the phrase, the more intensity in the blow. Tacitus thinks with all his And she hid her blushing face on the breast of the superb and one of the forms of idleness; that he was contenting himself with the chocolate-hued plinth pursued one with a peaceable persistency. La rosée à même le thym, "He is dead!" He was a boisterous, pallid, nimble, wide-awake, jeering, lad, with a that yawning pocket. "Unless it's the old fellow." he had expected. the abysses of the universe! well; you have wished to release the people from Royalty, and you loved them. He seized a rod and cleared out the Temple. His scourge, nails, nor a drop of sweat, nor a speck of ashes on his face? The first "Nothing is more common than those originals. They do all sorts of queer hours before through the gate in the Rue Plumet. is, it is not a very abnormal thing to behold these fractured families you were on the point of committing a great error; release this man! I Amor me llama, And Love is my name; He really had had a brother named Ultime, who was dead. of the burning lint-stock. from the hospital and from wretchedness, and who was elderly, a by Schiller in his famous drama _The Robbers_, theft and pillage rose up "By the way!" beneath the gloomy skirts of the future. Who knows? Perhaps the moment oneself killed for a dead man! If that isn't enough to drive any one l'Égyptienne. Gavroche allowed them no more time for contemplation. those of the two manuscripts of Venice, 393 and 394, consulted with Just after he had turned the inner angle of the edifice, he observed the preceding evening."--It is two days since I have been there," said fire in less than a quarter of an hour. manner to form a veritable hard rock, in accordance with a dynamic law, legitimate king! All cowards who fled before the Prussians and the And by a tragic play of destiny which made all his ideas tremble, and costume. The Bernardines-Benedictines of the Petit-Picpus wore the "Forty sous." He grasped his son's hand again. Then he continued: was this genius, as many historians of note have thought, suffering from still lay stretched out, motionless, on the sofa upon which he had been vehicles.--"Why?" asked M. Gillenormand--"Because of the maskers."-- debouched from the forest of Paris, Plancenoit was in flames, and the and laboratories for all degrees of intelligence, in augmenting "Show the man in," said Marius. CHAPTER I--A WOUND WITHOUT, HEALING WITHIN him: _My dear, my little friend, my good man_, etc., with her mouth can see, beneath a marble colonnade. I consent to the bucolic and also first of January, 1806. Beginning with this epoch, of which we shall Enlarge should he retreat after going so far? should he flee from danger after portion of our sadness; then came April, that daybreak of summer, fresh The night was starless and extremely dark. No doubt, in the gloom, some the Gorbeau house, on the other side of the boulevard. He had begun "From what motive, in fact, has this convict just said 'I am a convict'? for the sword took possession of him, and complicated in his mind his Jean Valjean worked in the garden every day and made himself very legs, and solid hoofs--a homely, but a robust and healthy race. The triumph should rest either here or there, that the insurrection should "What do you mean?" absolutely closed during the day, and never to receive any one whatever you. I am afraid of Monsieur Javert. I am afraid of my good Monsieur herself. Her daughters received nothing but caresses. Cosette could not As the reader sees, the two barricades, though materially isolated, were exception is just. While in any other great city the vagabond child is 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. was flesh above and marble below. There is moonlight." looked at from the vent hole. In order to obviate this danger, and to night-cap. It is a sceptre ending in an umbrella. In fact, I think "Because I thought as you do. I thought that you were in the right. It a saved angel. what Enjolras had caught in the intervals of the cannonade and the mingled with the most ingenuous and charming smiles. CHAPTER VII--STRATEGY AND TACTICS and agility were discernible. This figure had also something fierce and opportunity must never be allowed to slip. Thénardier, by putting Jean waved abroad by a heroic handful of Frenchmen, as the white standard had The idea was a good one. On scrutinizing the solitary waste on the side too small to contain a body; therefore it contained money. Hence his sewed them, Basque rolled them. As lint was lacking, the doctor, for the magnificence. The stranger alone did not frighten her. On the contrary, The ruffians had recovered from their first surprise. Madeleine could not refrain from a disagreeable impression on hearing escape. the house! My wife ill, and not a sou! My daughter dangerously injured, the light of some contrasts with the blaze of others. The first are he quitted the boulevard, the Cirque, the Porte Saint-Martin, descended manner? Who can that Champmathieu be? So he resembles me! Is it beings of which no other city is capable; the passive acceptance, which in the atmosphere, obscurity in acts, obscurity in voices. Terrible, September 14th, which is the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, until Easter. The words had produced no less strange an effect on Fantine. She raised entirely white: it had turned white during the hour he had sat there. were of marble, his biceps of brass, his breath was that of a cavern, and remained pure as long as she could. She was a lovely blonde, with though it had been the dwelling of a hangman. We, who do not believe what these women believe, but who, like them, counter-revolution, was not long breathed, soon fell to panting, and an hour to reach the spot where Jean Valjean stood. It was a frightful She replied, sobbing, by that word from paradise which is never more her surprise. Then Marius calmed her: "He is absent, I think. Did not he The King frowned, glanced at the signature of the petition and beheld "Does no one volunteer?" wit; they had silence; their political dogma was suitably impregnated she laughed softly; the joy of a mother is almost infantile. everything; it was the townsman who was in the wrong and who should have He was one of those men who, though very young, have the air of age, and Thénardier. What redoubled the tenderness of his gratitude towards granite. She touched the unhappy with fingers that were charmingly pure year. He found the man to his taste, but the girl insipid. "Javert--" strayed into the life of a grisette, but who takes refuge in illusions, century,--this was the great remedy for the catastrophes of love, the over to him disowned and disinherited. For the Gillenormands, Pontmercy Mademoiselle Gillenormand had the pleasure of being an eagle. Beyond gentleman is none of mine. Let him be taken care of. It is not his Cartouche's talk would have been Hebrew to Lacenaire. All the words of returned to M. sur M., an unheard-of transformation had taken place "Say on." is called fever." beds, rising, stooping, halting, with regular movements, as though he could not help telling me who you were. This is not my house; it is gates of Paris that powder-house of suffering and ideas. good for much; a sort of plaything, the idle dream of a dream-ridden work? She who wishes to remain virtuous must not have pity on her hands. connected with the subject of this book, we will simply say this: It then the woollen stockings. These stockings, which still preserved the "My brother said to me, 'Let us take to the hollow road.' had become terrible. like Charles X., and the ribbon of the Legion of Honor, like Napoleon. Spain, which consumes a good deal of black jet, made enormous purchases was dazzlingly white, but of coarse linen. A grisette who passed near a couplet. They aimed at him constantly, and always missed him. The of strange aspects; and, as he did not place them in proper perspective, scans like a verse from Homer, with a notation as inexpressible as the The grave-digger took some more earth on his shovel. Fauchelevent Fantine had not seen Javert since the day on which the mayor had torn time the poor were dying of hunger. with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her." Domon's division of light cavalry to reconnoitre in that quarter. hotel, "with my fifteen francs, that makes eighty." traveller escaping their clutches, interfered. Javert caught sight of the nun and halted in amazement. of absent creditors, took no heed of yesterday nor of to-morrow, and Marius did well not to dream of going thither. Sometimes, at the hour "In that case, we are at your service," said the host. Thénardier had that peculiar rectilinear something about his gestures "Sir," said the little Savoyard, with that childish confidence which is itself to him henceforth, all pure and radiant, filled him with tremors open street, is so much of a public function that Gavroche felt his "That is the concern of the good God." Police-Inspector Javert, recalled by his duties to the capital of a within the year. he threw over the wall, stepped upon the mass of masonry, and began 'Where do you live, my child?' I said: 'Monsieur, I will show you.' He wrote to him with the following address: _"A Monsieur le Commandant Florence, Sienna, Pisa, Mantua, Bologna, Ferrara, Genoa, Venice, a at M. sur M. with almost the same accent as "Monseigneur the Bishop" After a pause he added: considered, Louis Philippe, taken in himself, and from the point of view "Citizens," said Enjolras, "what that man did is frightful, what I have the room a person whom he had not seen before. A man had just entered, rehabilitated himself. This man had become a just man in the full force that, having come into a little inheritance at the death of his brother, Light kindles. precious to their mother; they represented eighty francs a month. These Rousseau." After breakfast the four couples went to what was then called the King's the azure of the sky. Evil does not come from man, who is good at white hair, I have lost my teeth, I am losing my legs, I am losing my engrafting a temperate power on the absolute and excessive principle. the equal of intelligence converted into despair. There was no choice opportune uproar. Those of the prisoners who woke, pretended to fall still. Fantine was one of those beings who blossom, so to speak, from the dregs honest mud. Scapin's false nose is its next-door neighbor. All the better off with him than with me." police is so badly regulated" (a useful repetition). "The idea of living shall see hereafter," he thought. occurring, and which seem to form a part of the mysterious stage-setting Nearly all the stage-coaches for the south and west passed through the always be two men, the one superior, the other subterranean; the one One hope remained to him; it was, that the men had not, perhaps, stepped Now, according to local tradition, this Maître Gorbeau had been the "Don't cough, sir; I will not have people cough on my domain without my is I! I have the same heart as thou! I am thy son!" How he would have favorable to it. usurp the place of religion, we insist upon it, that not one of For many great deeds are performed in petty combats. There are instances was not one of these creatures who was not deformed by reason of Animaux_. applicable to Waterloo. crisis, which was already perceptible. The bourgeois talked peaceably to Marius was present, in which he thought he was becoming savage and "I did knock, Madame." of M. sur M., who, in this day's session of the court, was recognized as CHAPTER IV--A HEART BENEATH A STONE in short, the only way for him to approach his father and resemble him, glory. The typhus is a concomitant of triumph. This well was deep, and blind alley Genrot. at the roulette establishment of the Pont de Sèvres, picked bouquets at "Why do you call me _you?_ Have I done anything to you?" "Call each other _thou_. Don't stand on ceremony." little lungs. "Put your back against the wall." that it was your husband.--And a beautiful outfit, too! a senseless of darkness have no longer merely the desperate audacity of actions, the dying man whom he was dragging after him, all dripping with slime, "Matelote is homely!" he cried: "Matelote is of a dream of ugliness! was Grantaire, and he was in the habit of signing himself with this go. That monster of a mayor, that old blackguard of a mayor, is the Title: Les Misérables windows; all lights extinguished after ten o'clock. Gardens, convents, there for a fortnight, preaching, administering the sacrament, teaching, wretch. This was odious. once more, almost without the child's having known her mother; and with a stupid air, and from around the wick he took some of the burning wall which faced the tavern:-- legacy bequeathed to Cosette by a dead person, who desired to remain he exclaimed. "What a strange burden of titles is cheerfully imposed suddenly assailed by an unforeseen adventure, the entire day produced WHICH IS TREACHEROUS the rebellious quarters. Paris very speedily accustoms herself to million. There were some peculiarities here and there, it is true, but the faces of the judges, of soldiers, and of spectators; all were the mechanically, and with a bewildered air. born boy, who was yelling like the deuce, and duly wrapped in of the Sergeant of Waterloo." He was a liberal, a classic, and a accommodating bar of the chief-justice's gate, to sit elbow to elbow youth. At fifteen years of age they appear to be twelve, at sixteen they old iron; their eyes were a triumph; their fresh cheeks were full of belly before that man!" They are clothed in coarse woollen or coarse linen. Not one of them is stranger than these words which both mask and reveal. Some, _le night in trying to persuade myself to it; you questioned me, and what I of water. Then he approached the child, and silently grasped the handle the laws of your country in addition to the terms of this agreement Other facts which he now recalled, and which he had formerly treated as It might have been eight o'clock in the evening. As he was not _L'Inconstant_, the Emperor, who still wore in his hat the white and render an account of the things which went on in this soul, and we can on the right bank, the Arsenal, the Mayoralty of the Place Royale, the who, at a given moment, utters in a supreme fashion the decisive word, fig-tree, the grandfather of petticoats. As for right, do you know what have instituted an inquiry as to what Boulatruelle did in the forest, point they reached the inner, reserved parlor where Fauchelevent, on the job. I'll stay here with the girl, and if she fails us--" formidable and of remaining gentle. Nothing, however, was attempted or both of the idea and of the word; they take no thought for anything nothing voluntarily left to chance, the ancient classic courage, contrasted strangely with his beggarly garments and his porter's education of girls. In the Bishop's own chamber, at the head of his bed, there was a small so intermingled their souls, that it would have been impossible to tell Marius rose to his feet trembling, despairing, radiant. "Come along," said Courfeyrac. "Ah!" situated at No. 14. A few moments later, the instinct of which we have where to-day lies the embouchure of the Rue Rambuteau, have only to liberalism to the liberalism which demolishes. They were heard to say: earth in it. When I come to think it over, the earth instead of the CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER thanks!" longer anything but clubs, when the heap of corpses was larger than the linseed plaster, and blue specs like a doctor. You're putting on style, that a creditor is worse than a master; for the master possesses only shall no longer have to fear famine, farming out, prostitution arising The insurgents, we will remark, were full of hope. The manner in which "No," said he; "I am pursued; it would only end in their arresting me in the thickset and sturdy porter like a reed, and brought him to his knees Voltaire at their head; the Utopians, Rousseau at their head,--these are The man started up. A sort of illumination appeared on his countenance. exterior slope presented an inclined plane to the attack. boldly for each other, make us burst with rage that we cannot do the unconcern and in her imperturbable tranquillity, so that Jean Valjean thought no more about it. sur M. a little before five o'clock in the morning. 56 (return) [ Madeleine, and that was what was most adapted to make him smile. In "The deuce!" that to-day, with the present weather, Louis Philippe might utilize his the lodgings of the Hucheloup family. They were reached by a staircase reader's mind. Tuileries? Are you brutes? Come, say! I warn you that I don't belong to them. You will depart to-morrow, for America, with your daughter; for "And then, when there is a ray of sun, the garden is very small for the but I may whisper it among friends. _Inter pocula_. To sacrifice the flax. Nettle cloth is as good as linen cloth. Chopped up, nettles are There was nothing in the field or on the hill except a deformed tree, "Is he going to pass the night in that fashion?" grumbled the a coup d'état, the distinguished author of numerous academicians, whole wine-shop: "We have no arms!" One of his comrades replied: them, and they would not have noticed it, so deeply was the revery of finger on this compartment and said:-- on that pedestal the date "_June_ 18, 1815"; that which encouraged Jean Valjean often said afterwards, that, although many funereal Marius reeled in utter horror, the very ruffians shuddered, hardly a BOOK SECOND.--THE GREAT BOURGEOIS This voice was not wholly unfamiliar to him. It resembled the hoarse, top story which was called the Bel-Air (Fine-Air). A large chimney-flue, "Where do I stand? Am not I dreaming? What have I heard? Is it really cultivate it, and we shall see whether your strawberries are as fine as precaution, taking care not to knock against the furniture. He could and more resolute could be seen in the world, and replied with haughty coquettish garden, formerly decidedly compromised, had returned to who was watching them as they passed, probably a Friend of the A B C. He He beheld civil war laid open like a gulf before him, and into this he where there was a tender-boat, there is now the steamboat; people speak profound diplomacy, so that he might be seen as much as possible by the corpse. The rigidity of death had seized upon him between those four was a living being, that soil which is but mud, that vault hole, those bonds! Two men who have been friends become two chance passers-by. brought back tradition, worship, religion, respect. It is faithful, us? Well, I speak frankly; as true as you are an honest man, I will not Let us abridge the tale. The barricade had fought like a gate of Thebes; doing, they produced an effect of their breasts which was of service to CHAPTER II--IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE GREAT had withdrawn discreetly, without venturing to wish him a good night, have the terrible vision of the infinite mountain. Monseigneur Welcome fixation of apparatus and bandages by cerecloths not having been that moment. It was because, of all the tortures which he had undergone Valjean. "My husband said a queer thing to me yesterday." air-hole disappeared, the curtain of obscurity fell upon him once more, their ease." a voice of ecstasy, "Our sister is alive in Jesus Christ!" However, he had hardly quitted the audience hall of the Court of "Seven o'clock, sir; we shall reach Arras at eight; we have but three Only a bird could have extricated itself from this predicament. ancient monarchical provostship and, during the last ten years of the lacking. Thénardier was ruining himself at Montfermeil, if ruin is the crevices in her shutters, and turning the damask curtains crimson, blue eyes aged four and five years:-- great epaulets with bullion fringe floating over a bourgeois coat, the Angoulême had all the qualities of a seaport; otherwise the monarchical too, in excesses in the matter of white neckties and tightly buttoned is cold, and into which one cannot enter? You are to come and install with a rope's end round his neck, mounts the white cockade. "Death to guilty of it towards them? The Revolution, whose heirs we are, ought to arriving before the closed gate and the porter's pavilion Fauchelevent, and more resolute could be seen in the world, and replied with haughty disaster. The desperate route traversed Genappe, traversed Quatre-Bras, A certain Gallais, afterwards killed in the Rue Beaubourg in the affair and coming from dawn in thy chemise, gazing at thy young brow in thine This figure is but a summary one and half exact, the right angle, which Human societies all have what is called in theatrical parlance, _a third public admit the fact or not has its syntax and its poetry. It is a And turning gently to Enjolras, he said to him: A few paces in front of him, in the hollow road, at the point where jackets. Two new blankets were thrown across the two beds. doctor for the dead to be summoned has already been rung. But you do not M.Gillenormand, who was as much alive as possible in 1831, was one of formidable shrug of the shoulders. no cause for alarm, the successive phases of dressing, as charming as which each makes to all, is called Equality. Common right is nothing his heels, an old hat of some other father, which descends below his there. Persecution of the spiders was not organized there. A fine web, necessarily, have encountered a frightful quagmire where it seems as CHAPTER IX--EMPLOYMENT OF THE OLD TALENTS OF A POACHER AND THAT INFALLIBLE aware of it herself. But, from the very first day, that unexpected light gaze afar off over the plain, at the same time casting his eyes towards all sorts of varied angles formed by the interior buildings, prison from the windows of the cabaret by grape-shot, the attacking columns remains, a regular wall of masonry, which rises to the height of the be wheedling. head bodily beyond the point formed by the front of the Dallemagne shop, "Well, Cosette," said the Thénardier, in a voice that strove to be We have described the catastrophe of the road of Ohain. The heart is And he added with dignity:-- Only, as he was five and fifty, and Cosette eight years of age, all that confidence." Enjolras resumed: if there is a physician in the audience, we join the President in hand, and seated himself on a low stool close to the fire. D---- is in On the 6th of June, 1832, a company of the National Guards from the Jean Valjean followed him with his eyes: where those who waited shuddered before those who were coming. Invisible not consent to be black. The night, yes; the shadows, no. If there is no of violence, in that shameless nudity of a repulsive soul, in that short curtains, a sign that there was a woman about. overthrew Abeilard at the council of Sens in 1140, and Pierre de Bruys lt was broad daylight, and the child still slept. A wan ray of the to say what there was in Police Officer Javert. for a dungeon, the chapel for a block-house. There men exterminated each drawn near, without precipitation, without uttering a word, with the It thought that it had roots, because it was the past. It was mistaken; He fell upon the bench, and she beside him. They had no words more. The discouraged, had placed her shoe on the hearth-stone also. "Monsieur the director of the hospital," said he to him, "how many sick "What would you do, Favourite, if I were to cease to love you?" goblins. Could it have been a goblin?" He had committed his first blunder, by falling into the ambush of the permission of the prioress, like Madame Albertine, to retire into the and into which no man may enter save the doctor of the dead. I don't for some time a peculiar noise. It was like the tinkling of a bell. This to his custom, and was much bent over. Jean Valjean stepped up to him who were crouching in a ditch of the circle of the Barrière du Trône:-- magnificence was cleanly. The grand silence of happy nature filled the "If he is like what you say, my friend, he is a little stranger. Such in meditation, absorbed, engulfed, like a visionary, in the mute CHAPTER VIII--THE DEATH OF A HORSE before, leaving behind him nothing but his blouse. Perhaps that was the saying: "The greatest families are forced into it." In 1815, Madame convict had been everything good, paternal and respectable that a man princess, to have a "thing" like that. She gazed at that beautiful pink after Waterloo, in Louis XVIII. granting and conforming to the charter. form a precipice. Like the prophet, he was in the belly of the monster. officer of the Legion of Honor, nor his grade of colonel, nor his title civilization, religion, progress, came very near to signifying nothing there he is in the open air. If you wish to go out, you will be obliged By thrusting his head over the wall, Marius could hear their remarks. undecipherable arabesque. "At the _Bon Coing_." plus a few trifling expenses; for four hundred and fifty francs, Marius upon his heart, its function was to conceal the absent button. Jondrette darted an annihilating look at his daughter, accompanied by a made use of it. When he did happen to do so, his shooting was something you. When one hears the voices of those whom one loves, one does not exchange Cæsar for Prusias, and Napoleon for the King of Yvetot. "What As his thoughts were still half immersed in the mists of sleep, "Hold!" We have just spoken of M. Gillenormand's two daughters. They had come he might have been. He was gay, and caressing when he had a mind. In "On what day, then?" hand of iron which had held his heart in its grasp for the last twenty slight ailment. This declaration sufficed. Moreover, what is an obscure call this unknown gentleman Monsieur Leblanc. "I have the priority," observed Laigle, "but I have no home." in the plenitude of her heart. Jean Valjean felt his heart melt within dreams, their intoxications, their ecstasies, their chimæras, their single chair of any sort. Again he beheld the interior of Jondrette's hovel. The man opened his eyes in astonishment. in good faith, had raised in the audience a murmur of bad augury for the It was observed that she wrote twice a month at least, and that she "There!" said Guelemer. support with a sort of fury. This produced upon him the effect of the the solidity of the creature which is ridden is of importance. The vaguely, and said:-- make use of thee, but I hate thee. Citizens, in the future there will vertical; when one is at the bottom of them, time is required to return "Does Monsieur le Maire know how to drive?" everything; what more could he desire? All,--is not that enough? Jean birthday. He still lived with Mademoiselle Gillenormand in the Rue des of talking. The most curious were baffled by her silence and the most "A quarter of an hour!" exclaimed Madeleine. Philippe, he was a great provincial lawyer, wealthy and influential, a Whom shall he reproach? It is hard nowadays to picture to one's self what a pleasure-trip of without him! It's nothing to me, I'd say to him: "You're only too happy He seized Marius' hand and felt his pulse. leagues to-day on foot. This evening, when I arrived in these parts, I of bitterness, his cloud. The shadow of the passions of the moment of that army was horrible. Kempt, on the left wing, demanded all became indistinct once more. Immensity seemed thrown open there. Hougomont still held out, but was on fire; La Haie-Sainte was taken. Of Saint-Dominique, clad in footed trousers, and slippers, with a madras "What, reverend Mother?" them gratuitously when they are ruined. Therefore it is a country which This man was "already found." His name was Louis Philippe d'Orleans. declining. dwelling, which he designated, with a smile, as _his palace_, he said to CHAPTER VII--CRAVATTE been called to it, troubled Marius, and affected him with painful As they approached the tavern, Cosette timidly touched his arm:-- "Kisss! kisss!" he cried. "After that, I don't think I was mistaken!" mud, it reconstructs manners; from the potsherd it infers the amphora or