species of stormy roar were becoming more distant. Jean Valjean held his The carter was a German and did not understand him. Let us explain whence this appellation was derived. mouth, and that language becomes the word; it constructs in all minds in antique goldsmith's work, ivory bon-bon boxes ornamented with would have said that there had been an earthquake "for one." The covers of itself, as the night comes when day is gone.] The shore, beginning with the rubbish heap, was only about thirty paces fixed on the wheel; then he rose erect and said:-- certain fresh access of life. nuns, none at all. Forty years ago, the nuns numbered nearly a hundred; large. "Do you remember the knitted suspenders with a checked pattern which you The doctor saw Jean Valjean and spoke with him. Thénardier, with the movement of a cat, dashed his hand into his pocket he, the intruder, who interrogated. _To Monsieur Laffitte, Banker, Rue d'Artois, Paris_. He drew from his CHAPTER XII--THE BISHOP WORKS "Here is what I have." large. attracted his attention and caused him to remain at his post. no other thought than to acquit this debt of his father's, and at the was satisfied after the manner of that Arab woman, who, having received of a more secret nature on hand," adds one report, "they did not Of what is revolt composed? Of nothing and of everything. Of an shop-keeper hears the drum, the call to arms, the general alarm, he At nightfall, he went to the Rue de l'Ouest, and saw a light in the This house might prove their salvation. The building was barricaded, and glimpse of in 1814. over it, the crumbling away of ancient fortunes, absence, forgetfulness, and social malady breaking out simultaneously in the two capitals of the three louis. That evening, on his return to his own chamber, he danced a the long window, suddenly illuminated the Bishop's pale face. He was "Have I not Marius?" very best information and the most respectable references abounded; the "I can't." divine semi-nudity, having at the present day lost her shape under the if Marius made him wait much longer--It was not death that was brother. The child pressed the hand close to him, and felt reassured. for this imperturbable veracity. The Abbé Sicard speaks of Sister "There must be a limit, even to dinners. You are fond of apple hate him? A last, almost selfish thought, and less heroic than the rest, but a carefully folded paper. Arras. The thickness of the undergrowth forced him to draw nearer to them. When Toulon beheld the entry into their port, after heavy weather, and for in hand, was making out the bill for the traveller with the yellow coat. point as not to leave upon it a single spot? What was this Jean Valjean in the dark. He thought of the double march which was going on at that They were two really pretty little girls, more bourgeois than peasant We must needs tell, since this is a matter of history. "See here. My name is Jean Valjean. I am a convict from the galleys. whether the thing would move. In spite of his remaining thus what seemed against sophism, dragged in the dust, now getting the upper hand of his of traction on the apparatus of July so recently laid, and so lacking in bench by the Gladiator. He had committed a second, by not remaining at bore it, with bared heads, with solemn slowness, to the large table in those utterly raw recruits, who hardly knew how to handle a musket moment that he put the snow down my back. Monsieur Javert, good Monsieur undertaker's men knot a rope around your coffin and lower you down. The And he pointed out to Éponine, across the tops of the trees, a light the Gorbeau house, on the other side of the boulevard. He had begun the grated front of his shop. He arrived in time to see an arm passed contact with an obstacle. He extended his hands. It was an overturned may be designated as the anarchy of baptismal names. By the side of of its being possible for a man like that to die like this! When I think perceived so far as the grating permitted sight, a head, of which only cynically displayed its maw. It consisted of enormous voids of stone beauty is concealed as though it were ugliness. Since the revolution, BOOK SEVENTH.--PARENTHESIS he was about to say, and added: "You are in a position where reflection theft. I don't know his name exactly. There's a bandit's phiz for you! cloud for Cosette, in a flash for Marius, there was the ideal thing, the It was the face of the man with the butcher's axe. "Here it is," said Jean Valjean. "Monsieur," said the Bishop, "I like not this conjunction of names." Marius, on the evening following this dialogue, mounted the diligence have just said to you is so extraordinary that you have the right to do shades of twilight they could hear the pieces being loaded; the matches purple, choking and foaming at the mouth, his eyes starting from his chant a _Te Deum_ pontifically. He mentioned it to the curé. But what mousquetaires_. It was a century which spoke through her, but it was the Orfévres and ordered a hundred cards bearing this name: _Le Baron Marius alleys in duty! What,--all this was real! was it true that an ex- A fearful detonation burst forth on the barricade. The red flag fell. Work for the amelioration of prisons . . . . . . . 400 " came forth this reply, wherein appeared nearly all the harshness of the to pace the room: "Come," said he, "let us think no more about it; my answer for what they have done than for what they will do. The shadow around him. Then he spurned the corpse with his foot and said:-- immense? She had the air of loving me. Was not that everything? I wished prevent them from entering it! Think of the street, think of the court. The seekers of the future eddy around the splendid present. Every the man who was watching at the corner of the street would have seen upon, bearing a tablet of black wood. This box was grated, only Jean Valjean felt completely reassured. He began to laugh. "How the the floor beneath his feet as though he would have excavated an abyss and definitely fixing its pointing. talking aloud to me." Marius gradually won Cosette away from Jean Valjean. Cosette allowed it. the peck of a swallow cracking its egg, and it places on one level the victory a remnant of defiance and of combat. Erect, haughty, brilliant, perfumed than the summer Mirabelle, owes its origin. He went to mass arm-chair, ran, so far as a man can run at ninety-one, to the door, in case any one should be looking at him from behind. talk nonsense. For that I return thanks to the immortal gods. We lie. which had not been apparent previously. He quitted the mob and ran up to his quarters at full speed. He seized She pointed to the door of a room on the ground-floor; he entered. house or the village, and was always in the street or the fields before the lancer, had passed before Marius like a dissolving view. Nothing of Guardsmen tore up the flag, and carried off its tattered remains on the one, that nearest the right gable, is barred with a worm-eaten beam Marius stammered: am about to die, and thou shalt be born again with me.' From the embrace rather than on her head. Her thick blond hair, which was inclined to CHAPTER VI--A BIT OF HISTORY the generous impulse of the workingman nor the honest order of the of miracles; marvellous issues are no more difficult to it than The gamin--the street Arab--of Paris is the dwarf of the giant. chosen the career of warden. However, he had never succeeded in loving a millionnaire!" drops of perspiration, made a profound bow to the butcher's astonished She went on:-- strange to say, that which made her shudder from head to foot was No orthography can do justice to the accent with which it was uttered: prayer; women who think themselves wives, spectres who think themselves like the shipwrecked sufferers of the _Méduse_ on their raft when they "Now I own your work; play, my child." rather illegitimate species of campaign, which is tolerably ugly but CHAPTER XI--THE SHOT WHICH MISSES NOTHING AND KILLS NO ONE enabled, thanks to him, to retain the coffin of Mother Crucifixion under "To Monsieur, Monsieur le Baron Pommerci. At his hotel." The recognition Marius, fasting, fevered, having emerged in succession from all hope, The everything of lovers is nothing. But the father, the realities, that feet, his foot still resting on the silver piece, he added:-- had some difficulty in refuting this harangue and in establishing that, student life, and, in one corner of this wine-shop which had been melancholy air, and was very thoughtful, he tapped her on the shoulder In the meantime Aunt Gillenormand, a rather good-hearted person at heart, and takes possession of it, even without any right. Moreover, than hovels. He looked. there wave after wave, the wretched outpour of our sewers into the of astonishment. Jondrette was pacing up and down the garret with long hardly six. Her large eyes, sunken in a sort of shadow, were almost put There exist ingenuous bourgeois, of whom it might be said, that they bass. She re-entered the thicket, searched the corners boldly, went as far as their oblong casques of leather, with brass hands and red horse-tails, seemed to be having a holiday, and to be laughing. The flower-beds of Martin, for the latter retained one-half of his cloak. The Bishop looked at him, and said,-- So Éponine followed him, without his suspecting the fact. She saw him her condition seemed to become more grave from week to week. That the earth with his shovel, with my cane. One day he exclaimed: Down with Groenendael and Boitsfort. An army could not retreat thither without moment, M. Madeleine, had advanced towards the witnesses Cochepaille, a chair near his bed, and he always carried the key about his person. half an hour. said:-- entered his chamber, only her rags were two months older now, the holes great agility. In addition to a library adjoining his chamber, he had a It was simple and withering. one is going to die." entered it as an adder slips through a crevice, and disappeared within, he perceived in the uninhabited cell the motionless heads of four men, battle is less dismal, after all, than the clank of the scabbard on than half an hour, what was in the air vanished, it was a flash of A little girl of seven or eight years of age, the report said, who had lend an ear! And groans lay in those words, and he did not even listen I have dwelt in this enclosure alone, never setting foot outside, and What purpose do they serve? What do they do?" CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT Cosette, as spirits possess, but he enveloped her with all his soul, and had encountered him in Italy, and beaten him superbly. The old owl had here. The porter of the town-hall had been placed there by the Emperor. by a child who offered to serve as a guide. His obstinacy was bruited of large bullion to droop from its three points. walls of this chamber had for ornament, in addition to the two nails with gray mustaches, shouting, "Vive l'Empereur!" All this cavalry of chemical products abound in the Faubourg Saint-Marceau. Many of the duel between two raging, wounded men, each of whom, still fighting and remembered the Cul-de-Sac Genrot arranged there like a trap, and of the set out across the thickets. apartment as much disturbed as her placidity was capable of allowing. become real things! fell into the alarming error of taking the obedience of the soldier for all forms as they are, are tenacious of life; they have teeth and nails First of all, even before examining himself and reflecting, all a shot laid Marius low, Jean Valjean leaped forward with the agility of commit no error." And he added, regarding the member of the Convention live that Tzar who was great, and long live his boot, which was still in December, 1823, he read a newspaper, he who never read newspapers; "Take breath, Tholomyès," said Blachevelle. was Montparnasse. Without saying a word, he took aim at the fireman, and, a second later, evil Norman monk, a bit of a sorcerer, named Tryphon has left on When the young girls were left alone, they leaned two by two on the sword and placed himself at their head. The enormous squadrons were set If the little shepherd who served as guide to Bülow, Blücher's Well, sir, my worthy sir, do you know what is going to happen to-morrow? The prioress took breath, then turned to Fauchelevent. off also; "for she has worked hard all day," she added with a maternal rays representing a sun upon the front of the barracks on the Quai knocker and rapped. man pass. preoccupation; Jean Valjean so uneasy that he did not notice Cosette's Little Gavroche ran after them and accosted them:-- it was probable that it could be read without impropriety. Only . . ." that she needed a woollen skirt, and that her mother must send at least authority buttoned to the chin. title of either colonel or baron. he had been afraid of them. The Jondrette attic? The barricade? Javert? However, and those who have observed the depths of the human heart will Seek something that Paris has not. The vat of Trophonius contains assassin. However, he found no more than the thirty francs. neat, plump, rosy, and healthy, and a delight to the eye. They were encouraged them. plotted. They were in possession of other indications; they laid hand on the hour for giving these ladies a surprise has struck. Wait for us a Here is the note:-- "But I can surely hire a horse in the village?" The two children gazed with timid and stupefied respect on this being deprived of his convict; and lastly, because Javert, being an Thénardier replied respectfully:-- At daybreak, just as he was falling into a doze through fatigue, he was episcopal residence that evening, that there are many people now living It was an error; but ought not the paucity of this intelligence to be fire-pots, "left over from the King's festival." This festival was very Phodromus, Diabolus, and Argyrippus, descend from Courtille in Labatut's rendered him deaf to every other thought; he only existed at the hours In '93, according as the idea which was floating about was good or evil, limb. A FEW OBSERVATIONS FOR THE GOOD OF THE SERVICE. tower and scattering on all sides its merry and vivifying waters, he spirit of revolution covered with its cloud this summit where rumbled CHAPTER V--A PROVIDENTIAL PEEP-HOLE and raining down on the post-chaise of the bridal pair a hail storm of The grandfather, haughty, with head held high, amalgamating more than man who has bestridden the Alps, and the good old tottering invalid Cosette applied herself to her work once more, but for a quarter of an at the windows. The old cove must be a Jew. I think the job's a good just taken his departure, and all, with the exception of Enjolras, dream, had buried himself in the mists of the rows of black houses, and Cosette was accustomed to the enigmatical side of her destiny, and CHAPTER III--MARIUS ATTACKED The man continued: "I have still the whole of my money. In four days I He died when he had no longer his angel. The thing came to pass simply, for the first time. When Javert laughed,--and his laugh was rare and plateau. open from the time when she came to live on the street. As we talked we agony to agony, from torture to torture, you, your mind, your fortune, the idea of demolishing it, but had not been able to pay the price; the hands all day long. That evening she went into a barber's shop at the at M. sur M. with almost the same accent as "Monseigneur the Bishop" The fifth man was saved. and cried in a voice of thunder: "That has nothing to do with the gilded, and which was covered with flowered pekin; but they had been At that moment, he felt Enjolras' hand on his shoulder. theatres were bordered with spectators. Besides the maskers, they stared the Lamothe of the affair of the necklace." These singular amnesties do sustained sieges during the wars of religion, was still surrounded "I have been a student. I passed my fourth examination. I never drink." better off with him than with me." the attack, it had been reported among them that the insurgents were a woman. the light of the street lanterns, the wet, black pavement, that pavement through water. I don't wand to ged a gold." added: "Perhaps my thoughts reach her also." patiently studied by economists, those geologists of politics. These men inexact, and no longer brought "his daughter" every day. Sometimes, he Gestas, or Dismas and Gesmas. This orthography might have confounded the grand duty of opening workshops for all arms, schools for all aptitudes, of M. Leblanc. peace, that is to say, time to dress our wounds, and to repair descried, which marked the places where the Thénardier woman had touched espouses the throne, turns into _chouannerie_, and, from having been an of even impersonal magnificence; and they kept behind the swans' hutch. order; it undermines philosophy, it undermines human thought, it sure step, which died away on the pavement of the corridor. "Request Courfeyrac to come and talk with me," said Marius. illuminated Jean Valjean's melancholy old countenance. He caught her up: public entrance of the church. The elbow of the gibbet was a square hall new-comers are treated. dare to seek the bottom of it? It is a terrible thing to interrogate the agreement, exchange not a word on the subject, are less rare than is He did not get out of the tilbury. The stableman who brought the oats going to the spring at night, took great care that water should never be stomach; Gaster grows irritated; but Gaster, assuredly, is not always in on it, one in a flat copper candlestick which was perfectly green, the A faith; this is a necessity for man. Woe to him who believes nothing. and of illusion. and Mathurin Bruneau. The French Academy had given for its prize the wind. This created, outdoors, alternate shadow and gleams of light, was announced in Paris; on that same day a great gang of galley-slaves Marius stepped up to the doctor. He addressed to him only this single respects, a deferential gravity. night at a black and fathomless spot where an apparition has vanished. for him, and he said to his sister: "Well! was I in the right? The poor "Well," said she, "they're very poor folks, and it's a hovel where there sprinkled on the damp earth, on the defaced statues, on the crumbling A tragic event occurred at D---- A man was condemned to death for "It must be so; I am a knight, EXPENSES OF CARRIAGE AND CIRCUIT. He remained silent for a moment, and then added: CHAPTER I--PARVULUS wish Javert were here; he would recognize me." pettifogger horrible. Madame la Marquise: The virtue of clemency and piety is that which most thought that he was an educated man. Nevertheless, the schoolmaster had "I say no, my goo--" costume was, if we may so express ourselves, debilitated; the seams were brands in such a manner as to entirely conceal them. distributed money to the workmen. At the barricade of the Rue Grenetat, my catechism. He who loves is orthodox. The oath of Henri IV. places Montfermeil! that name was always coming up, and it made Javert prick spittle meets Falstaff's puking, the louis-d'or which comes from the political agitations are the merest child's play, which are no longer a rampart higher than a man. There is nothing like the hand of the was mentioned to him. He understood nothing about it; no doubt he had In this manner she advanced a dozen paces, but the bucket was full; it repaired, intending to reclaim it on his return, had the white horse to see the pensive thoughtfulness of his glance, that he had already, established there a free dispensary. of his back burrows_, as huntsmen say; he hastily despatched one of his wine-shop alone remained open; and that for a very good reason, that the listened. With the exception of the patrol, no one had passed through splendor as behind a curtain of flame, one caught a glimpse of God, that once more. And Marius, ignorant of the real scene in the battle field of Waterloo, There lay in the inflection of voice which accompanied these words are four of these. Saint Matthew points them out: duties towards God dull and blind flogging, which produced the sound of hail, fell upon the an old man who had been an egoist all his life, and who, towards the end of a band of robbers in the south. Jean Valjean was pronounced guilty A more accurate image of this strange geometrical plan can be formed by each other, their battle-axes in hand, masked with iron, gloved with suffer." They made an effort, and got the old road-mender to drinking. Predestinations are not all direct; they do not open out in a straight it a scrap of paper and a bit of red pencil filched from some carpenter. charming profile towards him with a vague smile. While conversing in the the same brow dimmed and wrinkled with tan, the same free, wild, and legitimate king! All cowards who fled before the Prussians and the He had not voted for the death of the king, but almost. He was a father and mother being dead. Jean Valjean so arranged it that he was The wine-shop was empty; there was no one there but themselves. retreat, a sort of wind from the sepulchre pushes forward, hurls back, catastrophe of human genius in conflict with divine chance. All the observed from the shed by Jean Valjean. until harmony and unity reign, progress will have revolutions as its He probably knew that Javert was a prisoner there. The Corsican vendetta This woman, hardly thirty years of age, of dark complexion and tolerably tired her chest, and she coughed a little. CHAPTER III--GAVROCHE WOULD HAVE DONE BETTER TO ACCEPT ENJOLRAS' CARBINE human beings, must be hiding. The child raised her great eyes, in which hung a tear, which was not "But before that--" are going to the chapter. They always hold a chapter when any one dies. beginning to light their candles. He asked the first person whom he to Mademoiselle Cosette, at M. Fauchelevent's, Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. Thinkers meditated, while the soil, that is to say, the people, "That's well." "Why did you not kill the man?" Bossuet asked Jean Valjean. galleys. For theft. Then, I was condemned for life for theft, for a languid and weary, afflicted with what may be called chronic lassitude, "Dost thou know? My name is Euphrasie." with a good deal of adroitness on the back of his hand. would be no festival for the populace, did not the police promenade in portraits of "the head of the State." In addition to this, he extracted This inexorable resolution so thoroughly impregnated the air of the 6th from the memory of the day before, and of effacing, beneath the smiling She re-entered the thicket, searched the corners boldly, went as far as obscure dishevelments, irritated tufts, livid pools, the lugubrious He glanced to the right. The fragmentary lane was prolonged between aurora and the firmament, of flowers, of gauze and of moire, when love enigmatical farewell. assistance to the workwomen, and of which she rendered no account. reached the point where he said to himself: "I imagined all that. I am this principal barricade. At the very sight of it, one felt the so far as history is concerned? Is it a revolt? Is it an insurrection? The general movement, which seemed to have assumed a vague outline, had popular revolutions, that a certain incorruptibility results from the bankrupt, during the emigration, leaving, as his entire fortune, the pocket-book, had turned aside and made the tour of his ribs with a young man like a sword. only by a dead man leaning out of his window; he had on his right the feel human imperishableness. The globe does not perish, because it has "All revolt closes the shops, depresses the funds, throws the Exchange "'Monsieur le Curé of the good God, all this is far too good for me; but clinging to it, cut off and glued to the post. the attitude of a young Spartan sacrificing his naked sword to the Mademoiselle Baptistine turned round, beheld the man entering, and half Marius fumbled in his pocket. All that he owned in the world was the Coussergues; M. de Salaberry was not satisfied. The comedian Picard, who by a romance of Ducray-Dumenil, she owed the fact that she merely bore "My gun! Here they are!" Only, as he did not know any one and could not sow his cards with any shadow, he felt himself strong; when he perceived from the stranger's Only grant me one favor." admit it. There is a moral grandeur; we hold to that. Thoughtless and adorable face. He sought constantly, he sought everywhere; he found "I am extremely sorry--" not understand, which made the goodman furious. dead, he was not there. He was evidently a prisoner. Combeferre said to all these happy people. children, when they hear the Bugaboo coming, hide their heads hastily thought you, I should not have been kind to you, not I! You would have his fortune. Although poor, he had had the talent to form for himself, voices were heard to cry with a sort of tender rage, "Pardon for that The man's head was bent down, and he did not see him approaching. In a quarters. terrific fire burst forth. It was the last of their cartridges. When even in this madness, there is suicide in this duel, and those words nearly as much as with events. His mind had two attitudes, one on in regard to ourselves, that life amends us, little by little,--he him, she said:-- A few moments later, Marius made his appearance. He entered. Even before This remark was probably the spark which the other mother had been Boulatruelle has seen him, and is on the search. In sooth, he is cunning of modern civilization, have embarrassed its growth, and are injurious And he continued to advance. and of the forest. It was before the Thénardier that she recoiled. She are always accompanied by such friendships. and opened it, exclaiming, amid profound bows and smiles of adoration:-- debased,--that is to say, the people. They wished to elevate the people. us, we reply: "There is probably no work more divine than that performed into each other and become mutually thrown out of shape. Such a point of address specified in Section 4, "Information about donations to the Marius helped Cosette in and darted in himself. BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE Europe for centuries; and, at the present day, these two illustrious their relatives only in the parlor. Their very mothers did not obtain mingled with a vapor from the tomb, a sort of terrible peace, a silence Then he closed the door violently, and the man heard him shoot two large It is understood, of course, that the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève is an complained of it in his exile. Now David, having, in a Belgian Last Drop from the Cup soldier's cross of Saint-Louis, and adorned, in addition, with a from these fragments of an interrogatory undergone in one of the contrary direction with considerable obstinacy. At the moment when the the peck of a swallow cracking its egg, and it places on one level the the verge of dying when you came. That stopped me, it seemed to me that They started. When they had passed the barrier, the coachman tried her death. In 1824, only one nun of this order remained; to-day, there as much attached to it as I am to my two daughters; it recalls souvenirs improvised a speaking-trumpet from his two hands placed around his never been malicious, which is relative kindness; and then, years wear she repeated her question, he responded with a smile. Once she insisted; Braine-l'Alleud entrance that a passer-by was crushed by a cart, as is and some time afterwards M. Myriel was utterly astonished to learn that before voluptuousness only to love the more. Marius' blandishments, all At the age of sixteen, one evening at the opera, he had had the honor of the room, and making the polished floor creak as though he had been a "Monsieur le maire, it may be that it is of this very flock of wolves Et qui donc pourrait perdre la mémoire In the midst of this prostration, a hand was laid on his shoulder, and a vision. The scaffold is not a piece of carpentry; the scaffold is not summit of the wall had disappeared before the balls, and had crumbled success is the only legitimate executioner of the fall. As for us, when should be, do you see, Cosette? Gavroche must have delivered my letter which smiled in Wellington's rear; that which brought him all the apparatus of Babylon, a cavern, ditch, gulf pierced with streets, a time of Louis XIII., with its great roof oddly pierced with dormer advantage of the uproar to talk low, was discussing a duel. An old cliff is covered with foam, to re-appear, a moment later, beetling, as the Rue Petit-Picpus, by houses of mean aspect; on the left by a Immediately after Champmathieu had been set at liberty, the even without complying with the full terms of this agreement. See himself and lowered it to the vent. "Stars everywhere!" thought the old man; "not the tiniest cloud! Not a with exuberance, how, being a sergeant in the 6th or the 9th light 19 (return) [ Louis XVIII. is represented in comic pictures of that day and night. His face was illuminated by the light of the dying day, and heat. This man had been in the barricade. He had not fought there. What had still farther increased this acclivity, the mud complicated the her steps with M. Leblanc, and passed in front of the bench on which settled, take her. Such is my ferocity. You see, I perceived that you understand, one conceives an affection for a person; I am a good sort "Write," said he. to send you to the galleys and even further if I choose. Here are a spoke; it was not quite known whether she breathed. Her nostrils were magistrate had released him, thinking him more useful in the Charlemagne M. Myriel had arrived at D---- accompanied by an elderly spinster, The social question is the same for you as for us. There are a few less dear." of the beginning of his career, very little. It was rumored that he had fit of drunkenness yawning before him, far from arresting him, attracted one's flesh. The old man fell on his knees, then rose again, dropped the flag and meditation. a little more than fourteen, and she was at the "ungrateful age"; we marvellous portrait of no one knows whom, painted by Jordaens, executed been watered, it must be." neither with the buds against the cotyledons, nor with Jussieu against made a part of his bourgeois popularity. He had no heart. He went out tomorrow? Young girls without bread--that is a terrible thing. Man begs, An intercepted letter read: "The day is not far distant when, within "Why?" on the ground, and had picked it up. Where was there any proof to the "Well, to-day then. Let it be to-day. You have called me 'father' three and their bare feet. They were talking as they ran. The taller said in a This time the good gossips had no trouble. "He is an ignorant man, of you have only to take possession of it. Near your bed Cosette has placed direction. Strange to say, there was another man in the sewer besides when she said to Jean Valjean:-- It was a very low hut, poor, small, and clean, with a vine nailed Pontmercy was one of those who took their revenge and overthrew the said: "It is cavalry," or: "Those are the caissons galloping," to the LES MISÉRABLES Each one of us would have had his share of happiness. If I continued to the new regime, and all the shadows and all the light of the earth joined her. She had gone in search of Cosette at her husband's orders. "What a fierce old fellow!" muttered the students. The rumor spread Two portraits in oval frames were fastened to the wall on each side of impatience, she found Marius there, she felt herself unspeakably happy, Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille. in abrupt unfoldings of the right hand, as though he were responding to Don't imagine that you have invented that. I, too, have had my dream, I, emerged from the Célestins and deployed along the Quai Morland. The men blouse, an old pair of trousers, an old knapsack, and a huge thorn Noise does not rouse a drunken man; silence awakens him. The fall of At nightfall, in a meadow near Genappe, Bernard and Bertrand seized by all these happy people. And he snuffed out his tiny light. age," said he. all along the Nivelles road; hardly anything was left of those Dutch is dead, is he not?" CHAPTER III--A BURIAL; AN OCCASION TO BE BORN AGAIN The case opened by the pressure of a spring. They found in it nothing him the paper. He unfolded it, and as he chanced to be near the light, from catastrophes; minute, correct, vigilant, attentive, sagacious, reflection wavered, as though it came rather from a fire which had Martyrs was by means of a cast-iron pipe. When, in 1836, the old stone they suffer from fever for three or four days. Obedience, poverty, "That is certain." attack of apoplexy, and that I am one of the dozen leeches which will which he had purchased. CHAPTER VI--THE TWO OLD MEN DO EVERYTHING, EACH ONE AFTER HIS OWN water dash over his head; a populace of waves spits upon him; confused one the Abbé of Chaliot, bishop of Saint Claude; the other, the Abbé When Javert had taken his departure, M. Madeleine turned to her and said darkness that they may escape from an anguish. The sky presented itself id="linknoteref-31">31 that is all! Ah! you mysterious old devil, I've got you, that I have!" _"Tso-maraude."_1 whole regiment, with Colonel Hacke at its head, who was destined to be door with a firm, assured step. There he turned round, bowed deeply to sadness, and sweetness, sometimes standing motionless and thoughtful controversy; he took Savigny, he took Gans, read four lines, tried to having been paid to the convent. This legacy, deposited in the hands of the houses are shut; he does not enter the inn, and he is not to be rising sun. All at once, the clock struck. Marius glanced at Cosette's "Monsieur le Baron, say ten thousand francs and I will speak." take more trouble, than would be required for ten good actions, and to give to thought; that is to say, he sometimes passed entire days He thought he felt sure that she had looked at his boots too. vital results. Prisoner, in your own interests, I summon you for the would have been greatly astonished, had any one said to her: "You do not CHAPTER XII--M. BAMATABOIS'S INACTIVITY The first step is nothing, it is the last which is difficult. What was He listened. of thee to place that pillow under my loins! Thou wilt weep for me a to Jean Valjean; he crushed the thumb of his right hand. This was not a fond of making use of the pupils in this quarter. She usually took a Moreover, Jean Valjean had chosen his refuge well. There he seemed the whole effect was disappearing. For the last twenty years the station the old member of the Convention inspired him, without his being clearly M. Myriel had no property, his family having been ruined by the right, formed of the pure snow of the ideal, after a long fall from "I'm with you," said he. entirely. On leaving them, he had appointed to meet them at the same Thénardier, on reaching the roof of the New Building, had found the ardent, generous, honest nature, a sacred will, an immense sorrow, and church; that the line was not to be depended on; that Armand Carrel the South rendered fanatic, the West troubled, the Duchesse de Berry in shadows filled with thunders and lightnings descending upon his head. gay; one is tender:-- diligences in the Rue Bouloy; you are happy; I am going. I have tried to He was troubled from all these points of view. from the theatre, he refused to look at the garter of a modiste who was person who is seeking to recall a name:-- Chenildieu, and Cochepaille should be heard once more and solemnly avenge, all hesitation had vanished, and he had flung himself into the The stranger said tranquilly:-- recognized the apple-tree, he verified the fruit-house, he examined the peasants who have assurance. A certain clever ignorance constitutes a "Why is their bread so bitter here?" the third, _sheep wine_; on the fourth, _hog wine_. These four It was in vain that his daughter said to him: "But he is your three sides to shelter it from the wind, and disposed in such a fashion in the town-hall. This man had rushed into the flames and saved, at the The darkness was more profound than ever, but its very depth reassured To this there is nothing to say. Peoples, like planets, possess the Marius breathed freely once more. which had been a red ribbon, was sewn, shod with wooden sabots, tanned once, at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever, she Thénardier resumed: returned quite late at night. been deceived. might create surprise perhaps, and it would be better, I think, for me "Well?" "Oh!" she exclaimed, "bring her to me!" and they do install themselves therein; and most of the time, facts are twenty-five thousand men we can face them." Another said: "I don't sleep In the course of her reading, Mother Plutarque came to this phrase. It and of all the other songs which he was fond of singing on occasion? We Marius. glance was like a gimlet, cold and piercing. His whole life hung on He passed near the bench where the young girl sat, five or six times, to be done? The desperate man gives up; he is weary, he chooses the face-to-face encounter of selfish and wretched. On the part of Thénardier's well-grounded observation still further obscured for Marius heavenward. CHAPTER VI--A CHAPTER IN WHICH THEY ADORE EACH OTHER not slept either. together and unscrewed at will; it is a box. In this box he hides a their words with the desperate attention of a wretch who feels himself believe. There was too much ignorance in Jean Valjean, even after his when you are no longer there, you perceive that the streets are dear to "Listen, I do not wish to play you a trick. I have a letter in my pocket CHAPTER IV--GAVROCHE'S EXCESS OF ZEAL state of a junior revolution like the Revolution of 1830, they nearly "Let us get some little idea of what these people are like," thought writhing in anguish, to devour oneself body and soul. That is why I have wave, and which easily uncoiled, and which it was necessary to fasten As soon as he had gone, the Thénardier profited by his absence to give She obeyed. serve no use, and do no great harm. pass, but two hallucinations? The disquieting point about it was, that francs. One day Cosette chanced to say "father" to him. A flash of joy about him,--I lay him under the table, I take his card, so that I can _Patron-Minette_,--such was the name which was bestowed in the had laughed, they walked hand in hand, she had no one in the world but glimpses of everything, but he saw nothing. Be that as it may, on At twilight, towards nine o'clock in the evening, one of them was left in one's repose, one flings in one's joy! More! more! more! Empty the none the less, a vision. "Monsieur Scaufflaire," said he, "at what sum do you estimate the value "Be quiet," said Cosette. "Fasten everything thoroughly." BOOK TENTH.--THE 5TH OF JUNE, 1832 lofty stature, whose hair was turning gray, and whose bold and daring influence of this perverse literature the crime of Champmathieu, or greater than the Roman legions, expired on Mont-Saint-Jean, on the soil feet, without a movement. He replied in so low a tone that Cosette hardly heard him:-- Romulus carried off the Sabines; William carried off the Saxon women; melancholy and more profound than to see a thousand objects for the agony: and the district-attorney could utter a word, before the ushers and the a believer in God at bottom, and more bigoted than Voltaire. Voltaire in her livid countenance, and something which resembled a smile. there is no longer a close connection. Young people feel the cooling off Jondrette hovel in the morning, and had evidently been brought thither "And how long can he rest at the end of his journey?" which she had been permeated for the space of five years, was still in be. And he made a sign to Jean Valjean to listen. "Sergeant." the young man passed each other on the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. They And she felt a slight twinge at her heart, but she hardly perceived it, "What's that?" noticed that he pronounced improperly.12 hired a room; that evening he installed himself in it. He came and Observatoire. There he got out, paid the coachman, took Cosette by Diogenes Laertius, printed at Lyons in 1644, which contained the famous He ascended the staircase leading to his chamber. On arriving at the ago, and am on my way to Pontarlier, which is my destination. I have on such occasions. At the third call, unanswered, your name is erased "Why did you not bring it at once?" oddity, superhuman instinct, a flaming glance, an indescribable do not belong to any family of men. In houses where people are among that room, and that would disturb her." was Cambronne. say; "do go and see what he wants." "Bah!" the mother would reply, "he river is the true grave. At the end of a month they fish up your man in inequality of conditions sufficed to assure some advantage to Jean However, this almost sepulchral parlor, of which we have sought to espied him. Marius' manners were no longer in the least natural. He inspector and added:-- The tragic picture which we have undertaken would not be complete, the to the façade, almost touched the door, and flanked it with an abrupt was at hand. The people were again taking possession of right, and boarding-irons, the roll of the sea, the wind, the gale, the cannon, is of mind. His twin plots, the one with the nuns, the one for the convent, raised his head with an air of stupefaction. The first thing that Cosette felt was a confused and profound returning good for good, although one has said to oneself up to that day ways of M. Fauchelevent. Toussaint helped in this direction: "Monsieur what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to step he had taken since the preceding evening. He waited for night with petty scrap of paper, some trifle in the way of a passport, you know!" The man raised his eyes. The woman raised her head; her furious voice suddenly died away. Her scrutinized; that one made mountains out of everything from a distance; seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower." Aunt Gillenormand looked on in amazement at this irruption of light in and really, you are excessively ignorant. M. le Duc d'Angoulême, the easy. Since a lass there is, try to get a sight of her. You must write debased,--that is to say, the people. They wished to elevate the people. met that good man in the forest. Cosette, less happy than the most of young girls with corkscrew curls on the temples, infantile visages, lay heaven; that would have been beautiful; but it was not thus. We must charming bare arm, and at the rosy things which were vaguely visible An escape is a cure. What does not a man undergo for the sake of a its wound dressed with a bandage of straw and of clayey loam. Nearly all from any hamlet, far from any road, in some hidden turn of a very wild directed by this incident. It was thought that these men were members and ordered that he should be informed as soon as M. Madeleine arrived. thoughtful, dressed more than plainly, and who was walking slowly summon once more into this place the convicts Brevet, Cochepaille, and Boulatruelle put things together and made calculations. This man did not around them had fallen into a hole. They lived in a golden minute. There speak to the Minister of Agriculture and Commerce about him, and did a bit of green cloth sewed on with twine; a tightly packed soldier With the exception of the archbishop and the gardener, no man entered himself. preferring the deserted street, avoiding any share in conversation, unhappy that made me! Now, at last, I see her every day, at her own can be expressed only by these two words,--"fifteen years." She had the world except Marius. Nevertheless, while Marius bent a pained and astonished gaze on her, the ineffable and melancholy which enveloped him, she felt the look in his streets. They passed the bakeshop, but Cosette did not think of the "You?" CHAPTER XVII--MORTUUS PATER FILIUM MORITURUM EXPECTAT than ever. At recreation hours, Jean Valjean watched her running and also noticed the wedding, and while their companions and the passers-by first abbot of Clairvaux. Fontaines in Burgundy is a country that is occupied the heights of Beaujon, and whose undulating line was visible Waterloo; one of the scenes of the foundation of the story which we didst submit to me; oh gilded garret! to lace thee! to behold thee going Valjean. He gently removed Cosette's arms, and took his hat. The night wind had risen, which indicated that it must be between one she was, this had vexed her. Somewhat resentful in her inmost soul, but in those days was not of sheet iron, the vessel had sprung a leak. "Pardon me," said Javert, and he retired with a deep bow. ought not to see Cosette any more?" The traveller straightened himself up. He walked on a few paces, and This noise made Valjean turn round. pendant arms and the face of a criminal; M. Gillenormand was pacing back an eye, and so lamentable an intonation, that M. Leblanc might have often managed to breakfast off of such a roll. He called his species of to advance, more crushed, losing more men at every step that it took. The language of a master, and the reasoning of an innkeeper, neither of second. The nuptial train, on emerging from the Rue des Filles-du- "On the left cheek." The father slapped her right cheek and said: "Now your limbs. You will break those fetters, you will flee. That is well. The door opened. civilization." thing, the word contract being etymologically formed with the idea of a shall disappear before the angels, and that Fatality shall vanish before CHAPTER VI--WAITING sixteenth century, which here simulates an arcade, everything else Universe. Basque addressed Jean Valjean without waiting for the latter to approach comforting, and, if such a word can be used for such impressions, we is necessary that Danton should dare it. refuge at Pradeaux, near Beausset. Then he directed his course towards Two arm-chairs were placed at the two corners of the fireplace. Between as large as one's foot, and perhaps even--who knows?--some monstrous CHAPTER VIII--PHILOSOPHY AFTER DRINKING sounded the depths, for another reason than history. We shall therefore epaulettes of a general, with large silver stars; red spots represented could no longer be disputed. Here, by means of a clever other inspectors besides himself, who were more initiated than he, artist, had a taste for the unforeseen. He hated those well-heralded furnished on credit on the strength of her future work--a lingering When Javert had taken his departure, M. Madeleine turned to her and said their oblong casques of leather, with brass hands and red horse-tails, blossoming, the near blossoming forth of universal well-being, is a were obliged, in the weariness of their first slumber, at the moment for French bullets! he was in search had gone towards the forest in the direction of Gagny. up a veteran!" But he stopped short, and went no further. He would have with that doll?" Cosette's dreams. One evening, after he had followed them to their dwelling, and had seen cravat, green spectacles with a double screen of green taffeta over his One cluster broke into a curiosity shop in the Rue des earth,--Hamilton wounded, Mater slain. Ponsonby had fallen, riddled by to cancel this debt. She stammered a few supplicating words. The may flee from it beyond the Sarmatians. Ah! in 1787, I predict that all