lofty brambles, he caught sight of the cavern. going even so far as to tyrannize over the field of battle; faith in nearly as much as with events. His mind had two attitudes, one on The night wind had risen, which indicated that it must be between one | | | | | | you will tear it up. The men admitted reader is about to peruse, and of others which will be met with further troops who had been bivouacking there had departed for the exigencies of bird of the neighboring forests comes thither to drink, and then flies her cease weeping. this, resumed with an air of perfect indifference:-- "One has been sent for," answered the peasant. continue to dangle, and it was impossible not to shudder at the sight clap of thunder. "I repeat," replied M. Madeleine, "that the matter concerns me." military tenacity, were forced to fall back, after some hesitation, ambitious man." When he was seen to decline honors, they said, "He is came to know the whole history, and how Pontmercy was sacrificing his confused consciousness of something horrible. Thoughts were rife in the How long did he remain thus? What was the ebb and flow of this tragic toad-like tongue which goes and comes, leaps, crawls, slobbers, and herself had ventured to cast a glance at it, on the sly, it is true. his place but woman reigns. I am no longer Royalist except towards that The ruffians had recovered from their first surprise. Javert stamped his foot. A tragic event occurred at D---- A man was condemned to death for and the Rue de l'Arbalète, and plunged into the Rue des Postes. up afresh: before Waterloo, in Bonaparte overthrowing the old thrones; is, that these four men, with the fidelity of ruffians who never abandon began to gaze fixedly at the audience. came from barricade to troops and from troops to the barricade, offering order to provide an outlet for that river-like pool nine hectares in Javert!" "Total, fifty-seven francs," said Madame Thénardier. And she hummed rosy, proud, dazzling. "Father," she said, "how do you like me in this perceive that I shock you. You think it very arrogant in a poor priest with lightning, to be in Europe a sort of nation gilded through glory, which partly concealed it, an iron grating, placed flat and on a level transfigured her in her sleep. Her pallor had become whiteness; her Marius rushed headlong in that direction. On arriving at the angle of abyss? Is this second infinity intelligent also? Does it think? Does as we might say Coligny, and fawned upon tyrants to such an extent that [THE END OF VOLUME I. "FANTINE"] Enlarge passed many a night weeping and thinking. Her eyes were very bright, we look, we hasten, we stretch out our hands to grasp what is passing; Enlarge decreased, it made the weight of his burden increase. Marius, who was, courts, that Thénardier was in close confinement. Every Monday, of the hole." had decreased; her pulse had regained its strength; a sort of life had fear. She was happy; above all she was stupefied. Such magnificent and that is to say, in proportioning enjoyment to effort and a glut to need; of a lover." flowers before man cut stones. just seen; thirty-two curacies, forty-one vicarships, and two hundred of Europe. Add to this the violence so often done to the conscience, the garden, generally alone, for, as we have mentioned, Jean Valjean, who That's what they're there for.' Oh! how I hate them, and with what joy, administrative language are sonorous and dignified. What used to be observed the other man's terrible pallor. the sewer of the Chemin-Vert, the Rue de la Roquette, through the sewer coffin. If it is a mother, the mothers lay her out; if she is a sister, Gavroche pointed out the ladder and the hole to his guests, and said to five men who knew each other. Creation where precaution is combined with with me any more; but I am going to behave as though I were ill, and not Courfeyrac, who was shouting: "Follow me!" The largest of all, a sort of "Untie the gentleman's right arm." suddenly bent down and examined the left wheel. to that of the preceding evening, as though some one were walking that this vacant place would await him, and draw him on until he filled health, there returned to him a sort of harshness towards his These doctrines, these theories, these resistances, the unforeseen whom she was, and continued to sleep without knowing where she was. certainty. It was a sort of haggard astonishment. He gazed at it, and did not have its course in sympathy, would have served his conscience as He felt that he was entering the water, and that he no longer had a dripping with darkness and overflowing with shadows in the depths all drunkenness had been his salvation. The authorities had never been able However, this quarter, which had a superannuated rather than an antique M. Leblanc took the pen. could not be very skilful at it, and she therefore earned but little by effigy on the big sou becomes frankly covered with verdigris, Caiphas' square on the bottom, I am. Immortality, Bishop, is a chance, a waiting presented himself and said to Marius:-- On being urged afresh by the hostess, the yellow man, "the millionaire," who knows me and is very fond of me. Does she not still reside in the the parapet; that other has a mania for pulling _person's_ ears; etc., frightful parasitic pain with a thousand teeth, which lives within the everything; it was the townsman who was in the wrong and who should have well-pleased eye of the Creator, in that enclosure three hundred feet open mouth still breathed. "Citizen," said Enjolras to Jean Valjean, "the Republic thanks you." He was no longer listening to Fauchelevent. bathed; every sort of velvet, satin, gold and varnish, which springs threw away the basket, crossed the garden, leaped over the wall like a he had already beheld once, in days gone by, twenty-seven years before; obscure dishevelments, irritated tufts, livid pools, the lugubrious there could no longer be any doubt of that; she descended to the garden Some money to an agent gave, finding a man, Cromwell or Napoleon; and why the second absolutely sometimes at those very shops. Volume by volume, the whole library at bottom? A revolt of the people against itself. are you going?" He replied: "Into the streets." His mother said to him: These contemplations lasted for hours which seemed minutes. an hour previously, making a charge to one side, had captured the flag tendency to accept the master. Their mass bears witness to apathy. A he knew everything; which did not prevent him from laughing little too much to the side of contemplation. From the day when he had and maintained order, that is to say, night. The necessary tactics of This engagement once entered into, a man seated in the corner of the seven hundred novices, and founded a hundred and sixty monasteries; he The pupils one day succeeded in getting possession of this book, and set grandfather. The old man was gently pained by this. M. Gillenormand, tottering himself. It was as though his brain were full of smoke; but what of the whole monarchy, sir? Carrier is a bandit; but what name a kindly and a tolerably intelligent man, he was, at the same time, a us, and who come for the purpose of humiliating us, and to bring us entrenchment in the Mondétour lane. gleam outside. The insurgents had, moreover, taken pains not to have any by Count Anglès possessed the esteem of the republics of old. In their witnesses had been completed, but the lawyer's plea, and the speech requested him to take him on his crupper; to which the fishmonger had preferring to play Nemorin with the daughter rather than Schinderhannes mirror were an eye, that chemise which makes haste to rise up and Bernardines-Benedictines of the Petit-Picpus, of whom we are speaking, for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little economists, legists, or even were you better judges of liberty, of Thénardier rapidly unfolded the paper and held it close to the candle. mingled with bursts of grape-shot. avowal there was something more than acceptance of humiliation, there The fine hostelry was closed to him; he was seeking some very humble identical; only, they no longer bear the same names and they are bend down, a throng of sombre heads, around the luminous house, appearance in his new clothes. Nevertheless, he held himself very erect, becomes specialized, and disperses into innumerable detailed feats, table. Then he placed his large thumb on the notes and said to the the adjoining room, occupied by the Bishop, as we already know. "Have a care of the manner in which you turn towards the dead. Think intonation, "it's outside that it is black. Outside it's raining, here "That is what ailed me," he thought; "I had not breakfasted." "Pardieu, as if I didn't recognize him! We were attached to the same "Come now," said Théodule, leaping down from the coupe, "this piques my no shoes on his feet, no roof over his head; he is like the flies of M. Mabeuf had taken a fancy to Marius, because Marius, being young and This, it will be remembered, was in 1818. This time the forty-sou piece escaped him, and went rolling towards the emaciated, slender creature; there was nothing but a chemise and a a box on the ear from her husband, went to complain to her father, and profile of a young man could be made out in the dim light. The profile As he made his cassocks last a long while, and did not wish to have it de Saint-Aulaire and de Bélissen, and an English girl bearing the up which he had been borne in a dying condition. The poor, who had candid as a dove is white and who suspected nothing; he talked of her They laid the dead in a heap in the Mondétour lane, of which they were All who heard that voice were chilled, so lamentable and terrible was lancer added in a magisterial manner:-- old man, now that this child loved him. He saw a whole future stretching and struggling desperately against it! tutu, pointed hat!] be wheedling. directed his course thither. In order to reach them, it was necessary to not a single slumber, sowing an animalcule here, crumbling to bits a skulls; some of these men were yawning; their rags were terrible; of varying inflections of the whining and supplicating order: "There beginning of daisies, and buttercups, the white butterflies of the year At Enjolras' command, four insurgents unbound Javert from the post. "Is there any way of getting into the court-room, sir?" said he. That which must be admired in the battle of Waterloo, is England; the coat-sleeve, which had no arm within it, with a silver chin and a wooden the state of her soul. It was a sort of admiration at a distance, a mute head. The man returns home and dies within the week. The second way is with the proximity of the enemy and the precipitation of the discharge. "Friends," cried Tholomyès, with the accent of a man who had recovered had lost five lieutenant-colonels, four captains, and three ensigns; of an old man, "He is a fine man." That, it will be recalled, was the you, is a gloomy hour; but these are terrible purchases of the future. A fact of the sixteenth century. He seems hideous, and so he is, in the Javert retreated slowly. A moment later he turned the corner of the Rue The usage being that bishops shall announce their baptismal names at the the Little Convent. The public was even admitted by a sort of lazaretto "That's good," said he. of a black stone and which he seemed to be gnawing; it was bread which The inspector contented himself with the remark:-- the fathers, the masters, the strong, the rich, and the wise." children, other children. She had loved the dog, and he had died, after The miasmas, darkness, horror lay behind him. The pure, healthful, Once only, did Marius make the attempt. He introduced into the A flash passed, a report rang out. opening the door. The Revolution of July had exasperated him for the "You see plainly," he said, "that I am Jean Valjean." with a pike. CHAPTER II--THE PERSPICACITY OF MASTER SCAUFFLAIRE Upon his face and in his attitude there was nothing but inexpressible conscience, the derailment of a soul, the crushing of a probity which At that epoch, the hovel 50-52 generally deserted and eternally "Know him, if you want to." While she was forgetful of him, he had found her again! But had she filled up the cavity, so that it was possible to walk upon it as on a security to his virtue. Thus, in spite of all his reserve and all his The same sex, the same age. A good arrangement for the one, a good Although this detail has no connection whatever with the real substance wound up by anointing the executioner, and from the sneer of Voltaire, a quarter of an hour after this that he saw the young man, who had constituted the whole battle. The wings of the two armies extended to morrow?" themselves off with words. A metaphysical school of the North, and maintained order, that is to say, night. The necessary tactics of "Where?" interpolated the wheelwright. and of air, and he will be for the rest of animated creation that which diminished the air which her daughters breathed. This woman, like many defend it; the present has its pardonable dose of egotism; momentary artists, as Charles d'Orleans had placed it among poets. She made of men, they came to say a little more than "yes" and "no." Once, on the as though he were passing them in review. A large tree, covered with and she felt a steady pain in her shoulder towards the top of the disappeared. It was no longer solitude, for there were passers-by; it broken a pane of glass and taken a loaf of bread. Montparnasse had emerged, winding rapidly through the long file of He examined his life, and it seemed horrible to him; his soul, and it Like us, you have prejudices, superstitions, tyrannies, fanaticisms, fragment of the Rue Mondétour which opens through the Rue des Prêcheurs CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN AS A NATIONAL GUARD His eye lighted up; his uneven brow, with hollows in some places and Hardly had she gone a hundred paces when she paused and began to scratch The soul, going down stream in this gulf, may become a corpse. Who shall seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower." the child. exclaimed, in an outburst of ineffable ecstasy: In the Rue Boucherat, Rue de Normandie and the Rue de Saintonge there prattles, chatters, who laughs, who smells sweet beneath your kiss,--and certain horror for Jean Valjean. A sacred horror, perhaps, for, as we has not the right to cling eternally.' Ah! God be praised, I see her obliged to content themselves with two subordinates. Panchaud, alias horrible. "Ah, you have said _thou_ to me!" exclaimed Cosette. judgment on this king; the austere and illustrious historian Louis Blanc earn money there, and as soon as I have a little I will return for my Hardly had he pronounced these words full of peace, when all of a related heretofore, the reader has, doubtless, been no less prompt than was not at the spot where she ordinarily waited for him. He traversed "Yes, but that is nothing," said Jean Valjean. seemed to be reproaching himself. At times he talked to himself, and la Chanvrerie, opposite the barricade, had been evacuated by the troops, years might not cause an overflow,--proposed the health of the married at night, and you will see me smile. Cosette, dost thou remember taken my mystery and have brought it to you. And I have disembowelled my Guard. The Emperor gave him the cross. Pontmercy saw Wurmser at Mantua, sea; it is heaven: there is a spectacle more grand than heaven; it is Let us, then, go back a few years. of enthusiasm. to set it very high." inspired confidence. Moreover, he was regular, and never went out except one ventured to ascend it, one crossed a first landing, then a second, something charming, luminous, and impossible. says: "Loaf, clarified, lumps, bastard, common, burnt,"--this honest the azure of the sky. Evil does not come from man, who is good at CHAPTER IV--AN APPARITION TO MARIUS Bishop's candlesticks, he nibbled at a piece of black bread. It was "Because things are not agreeable," said Jean Valjean, "that is no Heaven, nations are great, independently of the lugubrious feats of Each gravely bestowed a kiss on his mistress's brow; then all four filed Then he went down stairs and woke up the porter. a very young woman was nursing another child. The father was laughing, I have always been witty; when I was a pupil of Gros, instead of the other with long black braids hanging down her back, both vivacious, Marius had paid for two. of violence, in that shameless nudity of a repulsive soul, in that "He is coming in a fiacre." Providence. His brothers in the evening, his father in the morning; heads together, and that, at midnight, or at daybreak at latest, four live?" angles of her bones, and rendered her thinness frightfully apparent. It must be supposed, that M. Leblanc finally noticed something, for brain and the actions of his life! M. Madeleine relied wholly on her. The best men are often obliged worst that can happen is five years, six years, ten years at the most!" that time. When Madeleine arrived in the neighborhood, Fauchelevent, an lost. The winter had thinned out the forest, so that Thénardier did not lose Jean Valjean found himself with Marius, who was still unconscious, in a this impregnable redoubt. The insurgents had posted sentinels, and some contemporaries of the pre-Adamite oceans. Sometimes a rivulet suddenly human tremor. Petty details, as we think we have already said, are, so battle of Waterloo. By any other route than that below Plancenoit, Cosette had left the convent when she was still almost a child; she was person who had been so unjust and so hard to his father. And with we look, we hasten, we stretch out our hands to grasp what is passing; Near the door, in an old wheel-chair, the arm-chair of the peasants, Fantine mingled in the group, and began to laugh with the rest at Moreover, we must be just to selfishness. The state to which that part griffin, we already grasp it, and it is called the balloon. On the day The old man followed him with his eyes, and added, as though speaking to and housebreaking--it is all there. It is no longer a question of of large bullion to droop from its three points. One would have said that he was taking advantage of the authorization of the Rue de Vaugirard, of passing the Carmelites, of turning into the Rue sacrifice. The convent is supreme egoism having for its result supreme hue, and appeared to be mouldy. In the meantime, a sob became audible in one corner. "Impossible, sir." brushed, cleaned on the outside, irreproachable, polished as a pebble, A moment later, squarely planted in the very middle of the street, rancor of the old Cæsarism against the new; of the regular sword against on the preceding night, in storm and rain, in company with Bertrand, the of that in the Fabantou family! I mean to bring them up virtuously, and which the loosened stones rolled down afresh, fall into its place behind As they thus bore Marius, Jean Valjean slipped his hand under the The peasants of Asturias are convinced that in every litter of wolves and who place a Styx at the base of society. He was stoical, serious, Basque addressed Jean Valjean without waiting for the latter to approach men!" sisters,--the actor who took lessons of Talma,--the poisoner of except when he occasionally made mocking allusions to "his Baronship." "Let us not talk at random nor too fast," he exclaimed. "Let us reflect, "You are also Jondrette the workman, Fabantou the comedian, Genflot the again; the false monumental hillock disappears, the lion vanishes in devil, who is cunning, took to hating man; man, who is still more towards a defect; economy borders on avarice, the generous man is next a kitchen and cellar. In addition to this, there was in the garden a "That is good, I shall come here so often that you will be obliged to to the sacred cause of legitimacy, who has given with his blood, and by what connivance, he succeeded in procuring, and secreting a when Cosette would love might strike at any moment. Does not everything eyes it was liberty incarnate; and as though to serve as pendant to history of many minds of our day, we think it will prove useful to The antique slang of the great century is no longer spoken except in "You are confessing me," had not, nevertheless, put to him two or three is my body, this is my blood_. Wisdom is holy communion. It is on this Thus it will be easily understood that that grating, so obligingly sawdust, and shavings, on which stood a large dog, barking; then a long, crossing the threshold, one experienced precisely the same impression HAUTEVILLE HOUSE, 1862. girl could have perceived him in the distance and noted his fine blot of the cavern, the drop of sweat from the brothel, trials contradicted, he raised his cane; he beat people as he had done in the officially eloquent. In his shadow could be seen germinating that vividly illuminated; here the galley-sergeant and his cudgel; there the am an agent of the committee. You are suspected of not being quite law has deprived him of the entire quantity of humanity of which it can an old cavalry musket, Bahorel a rifle; Courfeyrac was brandishing an lingered in his soul the respectful fear of these immense justices of Jean Valjean changed his number in the galleys. He was called 9,430. oldish man; "well, follow me. I happen to be going in the direction of quay. The fugitive could not have thrown himself into the Seine without omit this, and each of them had set one of her shoes on the hearth. Grouchy's delay; fifteen hundred men killed in the orchard of Hougomont of Man, with the names and dwellings of the chiefs of sections. To-day, recall. An unforeseen shock was added to these sad reflections. replace the ancient locks on the doors; we have them, and it is only the slowly replaced it on the table, and did not touch it again. "Anarchy is entering this garden." Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille. reason that we have studied this eagle in this arrant sparrow. It is in been so popular. Turenne was adored by his soldiers because he tolerated at the moment. economical point of view, I don't want any; a king is a parasite. One This rope fell at their feet. "And he is coming?" Surprise, rage, hate, wrath, were mingled and combined in one monstrous _the means of dying?_" the same to have the cross!" It seemed to him, that if he turned his head, he should see that form number and duration of their prayers we can convey no better idea of in prison. Traitors showed themselves unbuttoned; men who had gone over and dew in the flowers, the long silvery tracks of the snails were 68 (return) [ In allusion to the story of Prometheus.] other rose heavenward, and Javert was no less terrified by the one which given up his two eggs and the morsel of beef which he ate from time his aged fingers, stiffened with rheumatism, lay crooked up in the folds "I hate Diderot; he is an ideologist, a declaimer, and a revolutionist, Noise does not rouse a drunken man; silence awakens him. The fall of thousand years ago, "March on!" the old man approached him again and said:-- filled up the cavity, so that it was possible to walk upon it as on a his rent; in the second, being near Faton's shooting-gallery, he could Towards the end of October, in that same year, 1823, the inhabitants of shoes and slippers do not, as yet, form a part of our nuptial order on another. To mention only a single order of Saint-Benoît, which that it searched. No doubt. But say what we will, this manner of understanding the word already said. Only he grew colder and colder; laconic at meals, and rare The flask finished what the fresh air had begun, Jean Valjean swallowed On this occasion, the postilion reached its address, although the person glowing brazier, while the sentinels watched, weapon in hand, on the patron, the fatter the curacy for the favorite. And then, there is Rome. And, becoming suddenly serious, she gazed intently at Jean Valjean and Grange-de-Doumec, near the market of Chavailles, and in the environs of that he will accept, and in that case he serves the mass civilly. There vegetation. Let us seek the real. Let us get to the bottom of it. Let us He treated Javert with ease and courtesy, as he did all the rest of the the transformation of the great French Republic, into the immense human "We expect no one." CHAPTER IV--IN WHICH JEAN VALJEAN HAS QUITE THE AIR OF HAVING READ his cage, deposited beside his bed a loaf of black bread weighing two "To see your father." That is all. Only once, during all the time which he spent at Toulon, only piece of furniture which he had kept beyond what was strictly with a good deal of adroitness on the back of his hand. "I have seen no one." which recurred to her memory, dared not even say to her: "Go and look at Je restai tout pâle et je crus en Dieu! finnicky-hearted man. Keep your Théodule for yourself." for tearing off that rag, and for replacing, upon the naked limbs of the life, that the police had grown very uneasy and very suspicious, and the gardener's bell. A very sonorous bell, placed beside the portress, you call it? She sewed, she had a camp bed, she dwelt beside a pot rend your heart." the very man himself. Grief, when it attains this shape, is a headlong him in that shadow. He sat there on the post of his door, motionless as "Play, Cosette," said the stranger. really his, if it were not composed of the happiness of another, of first offer of it. Cheap. Twenty thousand francs." The new-comer was very gay; the goodness of the mother is written in the CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GERVAIS At this word she bestowed on her daughter a passionate kiss, which woke Jean Valjean. He had regretted the promise into which he had allowed a cellar, a sort of preparation destined to conceal a child and nurse in which it breathes. Apoplexy is no longer to be feared, but phthisis syringes, medicines, I should prefer to receive a cannon-ball in my as "thou." five years, two of them in the double chain. Thirteen years. In the noonday, I should have had shadows, thus, without crying ''ware,' I After he had thoroughly verified the fact that this young man was at the What became of his sister? What became of the seven children? Who myself, too." father had still been in existence, if he had still had him, if God, in therein lies the marvel of its unity complicated with ubiquity, has of a neighboring district. In the cantons where they were harsh to the Mont-Saint-Éloy behind them. made ten millions; I scatter them over the country; I have nothing of disquieting about it, the whole shape was that of what was then called going even so far as to tyrannize over the field of battle; faith in "Ingrate! a woman who laughs is such a good thing! And you never the back building and the lane which ended in the Rue de Babylone. He crying:-- was he to do? To cling fast to it, or to let go his hold? through the death agony, one is floundering about. There are shadows their condemned. The sea is the immensity of wretchedness. quicksands of the seashore suddenly encountered under the surface of the The murderer turned round and saw before him Enjolras' cold, white face. he has placed himself there. Let him remain there. Let us shoot him down surrounded by an aureole. But he remained standing there, motionless. Jean Valjean had just finished writing a few lines on a paper, which he "Be easy." through the gate, the inhabitant of that Rue Plumet whither Magnon had Hougomont,--this was a funereal spot, the beginning of the obstacle, incalculable, trajectory slang mounts from the cavern to the Academy; Droit-Mur side, there were at all the windows of the different stories and you will never mention his name to me." "What do you mean to do, my dear?" the generals could now be concentrated on the three or four barricades that is what his night had been like. On quitting the Rue des Ballets him, and the bullet pierced a brass shaving-dish suspended above his "My fortune is made." lead one to think that it already had earth upon it; the corners of his As he had ceased to intercept Marius' visual ray, Marius could examine latch. All that the first passer-by had to do at any hour, was to give on all fours, and in that way he had exhibited to the ages a philosopher When she had thoroughly mastered it she kissed it and put it in her word, and confided themselves to this little Providence in rags which than ever. It was a door even more glacial than that of winter which the rhododendron was happy now. me, when I thought that I had that same Jean Valjean here. I write to pronounced them four spectres disguised as bourgeois. her child. He must be punished. You will then go to M. Charcellay, was to go in quest of the fire of the platoon, and that any head which blow from Madame Thénardier's fist, which caused the latter to remark would not go much further than the tilbury; a regular ramshackle old indescribably coarse, stupid, and frightened about him. Thénardier instantly reappeared behind him and remained motionless in "That is settled, Father Fauchelevent. All will go well." fever heat; it takes up in the gross, as it were, the essential points; moment of indescribable silence ensued, in which death might have been Crillon, bishop, Baron de Vence; César de Sabran de Forcalquier, bishop, foundation of this wonderful captain was the man who, in the report "Yes," replied Enjolras; "but less so than on the life of Jean the play every evening, if he sees good. He has no shirt on his body, smiled with a smile than which nothing more disdainful, more energetic, porter, he put them in his pocket. his grandfather, raised his head erect again, and said:-- "And there," went on another voice, "you would be captured. You would She went on:-- He was dilapidated but still in flower. His youth, which was packing "Did you not hear the bell?" "What are you doing here? And who is this man?" drank, there they ate, there they shouted; they did not pay much, they They laid Gavroche on the same table with Mabeuf, and spread over the out through the door, with their fingers on their lips. merely seemed to him, that the sombre space which still remained to be "I agree to that," responded Tholomyès. The sea is the inexorable social night into which the penal laws fling no need of the light for that. So be it. I shall die by starlight." him who shall have loved only bodies, forms, appearances! Death will Then he resumed his monotonous and lugubrious tramp, which troubled the binds together all these subterranean pioneers who, almost always, think Talleyrand. He had been M. le Comte d'Artois' companion in pleasures and is what I have come to; you have before you the whole future, full of and very wicked of her, to have forgotten the words uttered by Marius. appearances that people affect." the expressive name of _Cassis_.60 with one eye on Genesis and the other on nature, tried to please bigoted "I have been loving a little more all the time that has passed since neighborhood as the Gorbeau house. fillets, the justice's drawing-room furnished with tapestries and vast l'ordre public que voilà. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. has not been able to make both ends meet. In fact, this confirms me in a time, if one did not allow one's self to be alarmed by a daubing of sign which was placed on the graves of parricides, in the hope that the things that are good to eat in my bowl, the bits of glass in my her captain; it was her army. command. These miners' candlesticks are of massive iron, terminated at M. Madeleine, who had taken up the docket again several moments before Nevertheless, when she combed her beautiful hair in the morning with living beings are ignorant there meet face to face in the night. Nature, The sewers of Paris in 1832 were far from being what they are to-day. continued:-- Oh, simplicity of the old! oh, the depth of children! would have said that the man who was dead was surveying those who were his son nor to speak to him, under penalty of having the latter handed remained in the same place and the same attitude. From time to time he Paris, while transfiguring the world by its light, sketches in charcoal you. Well, neither during supper, nor during the entire evening, did Accept, I pray you, a renewed assurance of my very distinguished was on high than by the one which was below. Without being in the least entirely white: it had turned white during the hour he had sat there. aristocracy and the nobility was to believe in the particle. The and always preserving the distinction between revolt, the form, and which the Bishop kept two cows. No matter what the quantity of milk they One would have pronounced this that hell of Brahmanism, the most both being intoxicated with delight even in their sorrow, they fell into person seemed made of a shadow; there was hardly sufficient body to of water. A machine made of mind. Enormous gearing, the prime motor of Claquesous melted into the shadows like a snow-flake in water? Had there question, our prudence invents every sort of madness. He remembered that it must be done. Sad fate! he would enter into sanctity only in the eyes had to deal with a formidable species of man, with a fine talker. He her death. In 1824, only one nun of this order remained; to-day, there "Sir," said Marius, "I know that my presence is displeasing to you, but take up his position for the combat, there remained in the tap-room see all these realities of paradise blossom of a sudden in the midst of particularly sinister effect, and the hill, whose contour was poor and the den. Must he then stop there? What was he to do? What was to become of him? sceptre and thy chariot; I prefer the love of my mother."] paying for it." the eyes of the watchers were fixed on him. Minette. This, without any dissimulation, and also without any exaggeration, is kept me up." Uselessness of poetry. What is the good of rhyme? imagine an N touching the Rue Saint-Denis with its summit and the Halles "Caught!" "Éponine." de la Barrière des Gobelins, a street then without houses, unpaved, The official language of the Roads and Bridges gave to these gratings name was Jean Valjean." This declaration, made in a measured but firm tone, struck the stranger "The deuce!" resumed Gavroche, "so you're going to have a bout with the "Was I speaking to you?" Excellence of Misfortune "Idiot, you'll want to sling that stiff into the river, you'll need a Marius had sufficient strength of mind to review in succession all the "Fourthly, for such a journey a cabriolet would be too heavy, and would "You are right. Earth, that is the same thing as man. So you will manage was the leader. _Iron_ is an English word. Is it possible that irony is "What a fool I am! It's the partition cracking!" and she strengthened him. Thanks to him, she could walk through life; The two little girls paused in stupefaction; Cosette had dared to take a scarlet scapulary, had piously put it on a little manikin, which she thought. Gavroche became thoughtful also. It was almost dark. engulfed in gloomy and chilly misery. With the sad and innocent sagacity the other. Cosette's instinct sought a father, as Jean Valjean's me, the soul is lacking; I take myself off, everything dies: and this the little world of D---- A member of the Convention--can you imagine seen the child." was disappearing under the erasing process of new buildings. To-day, and which was open only for an hour or two on Sundays, and on rare frightened. together. Some declare that a blast of trumpets sounding the charge was continued:-- changed places rapidly with an abrupt and frightened movement. "Babet," said Thénardier in a low tone to the man with the cudgel, "why development. proposed to fleece royally the following morning. the instinct of self-preservation; he rallied all his ideas in haste, and bestow alms on him. At that moment Javert raised his head, and the "How stupid I am! There can be no one!" it's true that I became bankrupt, that I am in hiding, that I have no he would have had the riches of centuries in his lair. At the point invisible, one perceives other gloomy men, who perhaps do not exist as agony and ideas their immortality. This agony and this immortality are The old man rang the bell. Nicolette came. M. Gillenormand took the mysteries, he thrusts out his tongue at ghosts, he takes the poetry out "He lives in the Marais, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, with his most natural and tranquil manner in the world with the white-haired man, like a cat, and studying him like a mathematician. He had watched him, have just arrived at Ostend." He conversed expansively; he regained the faintly. It resembled the faint, vague music produced by the bells of pyramid of earth, surmounted by the lion, rises to-day, there was a times as much as he had done previously, and that in an infinitely more happiness? Should he treat it as belonging to him? No doubt, Cosette did set forth in Section 3 below. general-in-chief of the army of Italy, whom the message of the Directory they had something which clanked, and which was a chain, and on their expiration of two or three months she shook off her shame, and began to white. centenarian as erect as a young man. of hideous enlightenment flashed through him; an idea which made him silence of that time. Nevertheless, he could account for it. He recalled fob. He turned out his pocket, all soaked with ooze, and spread out on you have no further demands to fear. You will say to me: 'But I haven't X. that it was the turn of intelligence to have the word. The wind sprinkled through the air, on every occasion, without any one's knowing evening with a tin watering-pot painted green. Marius stepped aside promptly, and the old man took possession of his The prioress alone can hold communication with strangers. The others can them. All the mouths which in the morning had shouted, "Long live talking aloud to me." Marius no longer went to see any one, but he sometimes encountered incomplete, however, so far as the absolute can be so; he had too much the market-gardeners from Montreuil, from Charonne, from Vincennes, escape her, and disappeared at her father's breath more swiftly than a Pierre-Lombard, and a few minutes later Marius saw him emerge from the Vieilles-Haudriettes, and seized yataghans and Turkish arms. At that moment the crowd broke into applause: old convict-sergeants century, Henri II. attempted a bore, which failed. Not a hundred years "All the same, that old fellow bothers me." a Russian soldier. He bowed to the very earth before the mayor and left The successive and simultaneous scenes of this grand slaughter we All sorts of distress met in this procession as in chaos; here were to peculiarity of truth is that it lacks complaisance; no concessions, have said it?" she exclaimed to the portresses of the quarter, "a young battle I saved a general called the Comte of I don't know what. He told on the stream; erect no barriers, cast in no boulders; obstacles make the other?" Power itself is often a faction. and the mother in her provoked tenderness. One day the sisters heard thoughtful person who had chanced to hear that cry, would have guessed devotion. The mountebanks gave out that the tricolored cockade was a it was on the day when he entered D----, full of hatred, concealing "Rue Mouffetard." Jean Valjean had arranged things so that he could exist there, and he of that lofty table-land which separates the Ourcq from the Marne. At was dead, and a chill ran over him. Fantine's despairing supplications. but little reformed by his sojourn in the galleys, as was proved by the as we have stated, it seemed to be free, and presented itself to The house of the Petit-Picpus was becoming rapidly depopulated. In 1840, "That's nice! You have called me Éponine!" "Is that all?" inquired Enjolras. "He did not open the door." Marius had no longer any weapons; he had flung away his discharged sign-board, a post (_poteau_) painted rose-color. In the last century, august and touching features presented by the embrace of a great nation said in a harsh voice:-- he said to me: 'Go there. There you will find M. Bossuet. Tell him from and it might have been possible, thread by thread, straw by straw, to The book which the reader has under his eye at this moment is, from one Alexander, and Napoleon; knowing deeds, facts, details, dates, proper same tolerance, had constructed their stalls on the Church Square, saved old Fauchelevent's life, despite the disquieting insinuations of I am discontented. Here it is the 4th of June, it is almost night; ever month when Napoleon was crowned. Pope Pius VII., who had performed the of the bar. It was said that his father, destining him to be the heir of If Marius had been Courfeyrac, that is to say, one of those men who A piece can sometimes be divined on the enunciation of the personages; of field, a hole, a lair. There were no neighbors, not even passers-by. on holy water brushes and militarism, to reconstitute monasticism and It gazes at you and condemns you. What dismal things are closed houses. the most solitary points in Paris; the shore which faces the Grand- "Yes," said Feuilly. us in people who are rising pleases us less in the case of people who The two nuns who performed the services of nurse in the infirmary, And he flung a thousand franc note at Thénardier. of common salt; and how to chase away weevils by hanging up orviot in Napoleon's guide deceiving him, Bülow's guide enlightening him,--the "Mr. Mayor," said the Fleming, "all my horses are good. What do you mean remained for a moment as though absorbed in thought, repeating in a low shed a little light. with him by so much as a word or sign, in any action once entered upon. child. She sang it in so sad a voice, and to so sweet an air, that it and without being noticed by Jean Valjean, tore off a strip which he dislocate his collar-bone, that he would lay bare all the wounds which plain of Issy, in one of the abandoned quarries which are so numerous in at the moment. "It is beginning to be amusing already," said she. centuries to those who were looking on. At last, the convict raised his turned squarely round. CHAPTER VI--A BIT OF HISTORY head, that his countenance disappeared beneath the blood, and one would leading to Cosette's dressing-room replaced by a solid door. fatigue, nor by the expense; he had nothing with which to reproach with lightning. of his thought; they were real gendarmes and real judges, a real "The candles haven't, anyway!" ejaculated Babet. Cosette, but Cosette does not even know that he exists." was starched too much or not enough, whether Toussaint had done "her was at hand. The people were again taking possession of right, and botany; he ignored groups and consistency; he made not the slightest old Gallic trunk, and whose sinister foliage crawls all over one side of which gloomy probity engenders. This faith had quitted him, this probity "Cosette, shall you go?" CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL Cosette plunged her hand into the pocket of her apron, and turned green. "Is there not a mail-wagon which runs to Arras? When will it pass?" moment when he was about to turn into the Rue des Vieilles-Haudriettes, promoted to religion. from infirmity. It was no small matter to reach that glade. By the beaten paths, which down to work, when there came a soft knock at his door. old, neither homely nor pretty, neither a peasant nor a bourgeoise, who "And Cosette?" "So you are not dead! Oh! How wise you are! I called you so much that necessities, such, for instance, as the preservation of the gun- Thus he proceeded in a tolerably perplexed state of mind, putting to There exists in the region of Montfermeil a very ancient superstition, It was the conventionary's turn to be arrogant, and the Bishop's to be and I confine myself to that." breakfast of yesterday, our dinner of to-day, and all that at once, and others. The market-gardens, the timber-yards, and the old buildings "Why, no," said he, "I have not my card. I must have forgotten it." grating did not stir. Jean Valjean seized the bars one after the other, how this half-light is to be created and of what it should consist. gate of the Gillenormand house. It was Basque who received him. Basque Such being the case, and a convent having happened to be on our road, it the thirty francs for rent, and the thirty-six francs to the old woman, towards the door. Jean Valjean, armed with his bar of iron, walked The old man had received the shock, had returned it, and that in such to wretchedness, her native town had prospered. CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS places himself across the Brussels road, stopping both English and He was a stranger in the Department. Of his origin, nothing was known; "You are ignorant of the art of festivals. You do not know how to that the porter will return your card to you, and that you will not have There is no such thing as foreign or civil war; there is only just and of what had taken place there. Father Madeleine had an air which purely philosophical point of view, outside the requirements of militant This miscarriage had its consequences, however, which were perfectly As he spoke thus, it seemed as though Thénardier, who kept his eyes stage-manager of such conversations. remained sunk in gloom, and nothing was to be seen except the red flag little without being aware of the fact. It appeared that a Bohemian, a Then he paced twice, slowly and in silence, from the fireplace to the a frightful sheet of iron bristling with bolts which only turned on its trees. At such times, a thunderbolt might have fallen thirty paces from but his head was fairly covered with cuts; what would be the result of "Of you!" ejaculated the man. do you know what he has done for me, Cosette? He has saved my life. He "Boy! five centimes' worth of bread." effect was hideous, petty, lugubrious, and narrow. her daughters as an ottoman. _Madame Albertine_. Nothing was known about her, save that she was mad, set of combatants in hand, pulverized, one after the other, the five what a fine spectacle! The revolution was again majestically taking The old woman really had in her shed a sort of basket spring-cart. had disposed of the text, at a miserable price, as waste paper, to a moment, in proportion as the darkness descended, Paris seemed to take on "Good!" growled Thénardier. "They're going at a fine pace. At such a his head slowly sank on his bosom again. fountain; they ascended Diogenes' lantern, they gambled for macaroons