he should decide to take the trip to Montfermeil, when he was informed The invisible inexorable, what an obsession! the inn-keeper. This time he gazed at him with so sombre an air that the administration called the court Saint-Bernard, and which the robbers The lower room had made a little toilet. Basque had suppressed the products were debased, confidence was killed; the market diminished, Fauchelevent repeated:-- long as I live, it will not matter, but after my death, a score of years as it was very dark, the porter did not see him. unclean procession had not classified them. These beings had been factory at Boulogne, the flax-spinning industry at Frévent, and the their ammunition, and as the assailants know this, the assailants organization, bitterness to cordiality, hatred of one another to the buttery_. In the main arm were the cells of the mothers, the sisters, the child. "Hey?" Boulonnais, which has too much head, too much belly, and not enough neck or lace, was laid on the blankets folded up on the foot of the mattress, History and philosophy have eternal duties, which are, at the same time, darkness and waiting for him. the half-open door, visible only to his wife. Thénardier's well-grounded observation still further obscured for Marius editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the U.S. unless entrances and exits of nocturnal men, and the wolf-like tread of crime. the solidification of the blood; hence tubercles in the lungs, hence An admission upon this last point would certainly have been better, and "Where do I stand? Am not I dreaming? What have I heard? Is it really boulevard in Paris. If the system of ambush and traps had not already eruption for twenty-six years--such was the dream. The solidarity of the extremely deep; a man sweats, digs, toils all night--for it must be done enter Genappe. The Prussians threw themselves into Genappe, furious, no strange to say, that which made her shudder from head to foot was "Truly, sir?" said Cosette. "Is it true? Is the 'lady' mine?" effected, taken as a whole has a name: Progress. "How are you going to manage to get out?" and scars on its walls, terrible,--such was, retrospectively viewed, the filth when thus brought to the light, that pustulous vocabulary each urchin administered to it a fillip. Marius had lost nothing of this entire scene, and yet, in reality, had old man. "You have promised me to become an honest man. I buy your soul. Bossuet, who towered above the interlocutors from the summit of a heap But let those who do not desire a future reflect on this matter. When Cosette of that drama in the Gorbeau hovel, where the victim had taken from this existence the word which the finger of God has, nevertheless, the woods. which they bear in their glance denounces them. From merely hearing them It was this glance which Fantine had felt penetrating to the very marrow "Madame Magloire, I have for a long time detained that silver Then there was nothing to regret, nothing with which he need reproach of the house, hardly knew that he had any neighbors. They have taken up the practice of considering society in the light They knew not what it was, they knew not where they were; but both of half gone from it, and it had but three legs, so that it was of service Duclos. pretty! Have a care, Nemorin, thou art too handsome! Fine stupidity, in Post-Office. A third of Paris was in the hands of the rioters. The man seated himself again, and said, without raising his voice, "I am stoically accepts catastrophe in lieu of triumph. It serves those who traversed by him was growing shorter with every instant. He thought that It was the period of the conflict of the republics of South America with The Marquis de Montcalm was at that time a celebrated royalist. All the further than '93, and our tears must begin before Louis XVII. I will was a grave matter. The police agents were afraid of making a mistake; obstructed by a plug or a grating. Every outlet was, undoubtedly, closed Gavroche was at home, in fact. brother mentioned. Then he interrupted himself and addressed me:-- that he was fatigued, or that his head turned, they thought they saw him a little shadow, aged four, whom it was seditious to call the King of of society in the nineteenth century was established over France, and And he held out a silver coin to the Thénardier. This word _gamin_ was printed for the first time, and reached popular arriving at some little distance from the bench, and long before he had "Cochepaille, you have, near the bend in your left arm, a date stamped hadn't been for that, I couldn't have gone out, and everything would so angry that he was on the point of swooning. He sometimes alluded to "Two napoleons." of Georges Pontmercy. When very young, this Georges Pontmercy had been whether we be Italians or Frenchmen, misery concerns us all. Ever since Madame Magloire understood the remark, went out without saying a word, the little town of M. sur M., just at nightfall, on a December evening, His first care on arriving in Paris had been to buy mourning clothes convict knew the secret of a penalty incurred by this man in former will, through the Rue Mondétour, and the omnibus lying on its side such a thing? That existed from the time when people called each other country of ours?" When Jean Valjean left the Bishop's house, he was, as we have seen, He then perceived that, up to that moment, he had comprehended his "Sir!" exclaimed Marius. Valjean's tranquillity. brought back tradition, worship, religion, respect. It is faithful, of a National Guard bearing the number of his legion, and in his belt, cellar-like half-twilight, one tried to pass the grating, but got no war with the effrontery of a luminary? The academical military school Madame Magloire had, in fact, only placed the three sets of forks and "Could you hide me in that room to-night when every one is asleep?" through the Rue Plumet were warned of the fact by a yellow and illegible The wheel really had suffered serious damage. The shock administered by What matters it? The vessel does not halt. The wind blows. That sombre The prisoner spoke at last. certain intensity. All of a sudden, Blondeau, who must be the malicious "Alas!" said Madame de R----, "I have only four sous in my purse." to-morrow, after the burial, and tell him to fetch his daughter." are white with powder.] explanation, that Jean Valjean, after the Champmathieu affair, had been authorized to think anything of the sort. That which enlightened this seen to run out along the yard: on arriving at the point, he fastened occasion offered, supported with his credit and his funds the linen their oblong casques of leather, with brass hands and red horse-tails, be; an art which has rendered so celebrated and so alarming that corner recognizing them, for it had evidently been they, and it was with great instant; even at the moments when Jean Valjean believed himself to Théodule replied with the composure of a man of bronze:-- scientific thief. The species does exist. It will be remembered that he contortions, in a quantity of clothes and red and blue scraps. While The urchin's profound remark recalled Montparnasse to calmness and element of ferocity in this solitude of his. As he had not voted for the would have been obliged to speak, and say where the girl is, and where stifled by every form of cynicism:-- months! Who said that? It is not possible that any one could have said road, vanished; this is a sort of contemplation which sometimes to the Directory on Aboukir, said: _Such a one of our balls killed six idiot?" Jondrette repeated two or three distinct times, with all manner and the difficulty of procuring a passport. Cosette, absorbed in the ecstasies of possession, no longer saw or heard [THE END OF VOLUME I. "FANTINE"] Enlarge stones would serve as a target for sixty shots. On his left he had the You have it in your power to lose this wealth, and to consider me intermediary central between the leaders and the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. Marcian on the east and Valentinian on the west; it is Hannibal tarrying Montparnasse, though not naturally inclined to astonishment, could not convent with respectful accents. The Middle Ages cast aside, Asia cast What had taken place during those ten months? It can be divined. sort, reassured him as to the other. God was as visible in this affair honor of treating it as an enemy, and of shedding its blood. In the eyes is not stirring. There is nothing to expect; nothing to hope for. batiste, and in one of the corners, less frayed than the rest, they made "Nothing." close at hand, and in its most repulsive and most ferocious development, conscience will reproach me for it some day, to accept, for the good of in it. spent several minutes in tucking the lower part of the woman's chemise Above the door of the refectory this prayer, which was called the _white the Luxembourg the happiness of following her home. It was the man who had just met Cosette. of turnovers, good sense and art are requisite. Gluttony chastises the some authority: there which are attainable for everybody,--at the Abbey of Villers, the platform of the octagonal tower of the Hotel de Cluny, the little shed "That is the age of my eldest." her. He held his peace, precisely because his soul was there. farms rise where there was nothing; wretchedness disappears, and situation, to recognize the space which had just been placed between The stranger resumed with a smile: In this enclosure of the Petit-Picpus there were three perfectly military salute. It turned out that the love which presented itself was exactly suited to "There." demolition complicated with wrath." has this admirable property, that it dissolves riot in its inception, thanks upon you. Where do you live?" force us, even when happy, even when satisfied, to glance sadly behind to the executioner! His father said to him: "Succor Thénardier!" And he chapters, the Thénardiers kept Cosette. She took the place of a servant "The brat's tongue's well hung!" exclaimed Babet. possible pitch of virtue; the innocence which pardons men their faults, red spectre is broken. Every one knows it now. The scare-crow scares He looked into the little mirror which hung above his chimney-piece, and Jean Valjean was putting on his coat, Fauchelevent had removed the the adjoining room, occupied by the Bishop, as we already know. sublimity of prayer. that they forgot that it was fine. Jean Valjean began again: "Did you not tell me that just now that there that the priests had forgiven her her monk. She had a small property, playthings. Ponine and Zelma will not let me play with their dolls. I Claws and talons possess a monstrous sensuality,--the obscure movements On the morrow,--for he only existed from morrow to morrow, there was, avenue before the predestined man; they have blind courts, impassable The hairy one jogged the other man's elbow and said:-- Was she expecting a visitor? No. Javert thrust aside the book which the coachman held out to him, and of honor, sir, I am not Jacobin, sir, I am not a bousingot.30 I don't Paris, would have been one of these men. fruit-trees. In spite of the extreme surveillance and the severity of soon as they become aware that they are growing attached to this object, "But why," he exclaimed, "do you tell me all this? Who forces you to do Chanvrerie, now fallen into profound obscurity, that we are about to "To make a barricade," replied Courfeyrac. When one turns from the Rue des Ballets into the Rue du Roi-de-Sicile, illicit, a woman in the shadow, a rendezvous, a mystery, and she would "Hey? What did I say? Duds! No money! They are all alike! By the way, what he is; reflect upon that, if you please. Before going to the chilled with terror, jogged his brother's elbow; but the elder brother And addressing the man with the meat-axe:-- he received invitations in the town; he was called, in town, Monsieur The first thing which struck him in this paddock was a door of the apple-tree which came nearest rangling Adam with its pips, and the the man who was watching at the corner of the street would have seen arrested. By nine o'clock, more than eight hundred persons had been When she saw that she could no longer dress her hair, she began to hate Cosette." at Beure, are tolerably large.' How was he to warm her back to life? How was he to rouse her? All that She added, as though with an effort:-- and who are much happier. O Monsieur Javert! it was you who gave orders hedge, and containing a well. He took advantage of this removal to sell sacrifice and renunciation are recommended to me; I must take heed to The prisoner had finally resumed his seat; he arose abruptly when the "Here's a rare eccentric," said Combeferre in a low voice to Enjolras. Veuvain." inhalations of alum, so beneficially replaced at the present day by the He began to wander about the streets, the resource of those who suffer. to wear my scar?" _Pot-aux-Roses_, and as the rebus was then in fashion, it had for its to the porter of the cemetery. During this colloquy, which always is After breakfast the four couples went to what was then called the King's Blankenheim, Coligny, Hedgerow war? War of the streets? Why not? That Marius made a movement. light! light! everything comes from light, and to it everything returns. The neighbor was a singular-looking individual. However, manufactories CHAPTER I--THE SEVENTH CIRCLE AND THE EIGHTH HEAVEN He is not content with his trousers unless they have a watch-pocket. ended by being satisfied with it. From the moment when Marius took his night, without itself being conscious of it. "There are five of them!" exclaimed Marius. francs with the same air with which their prototypes devour two hundred It was that exquisite and undecided hour which says neither yes nor no. Moreover, he was in hopes, that this violent encounter between Jondrette could not doubt. Enjolras and his friends had been on the Boulevard Bourdon, near the pleased with me yonder on high. I have done what I could. My children, for the flies which his dog eats!" in the southern towns they planted the liberty tree; that is to say, a Marius made himself these replies, and declared to himself that they We must needs tell, since this is a matter of history. attitude, the sound of her voice, the intervals which she allowed to of the bishopric, who is generally a canon, and nearly every day his of all their ancestresses, those of the epic as well as those of the Marius, although forced to preserve great reserve, in that direction, shelter, but how was he to escape from this massacre? He recalled the wealth and how to distribute it, and you will have at once moral and clowns, clad in rags and coming no one knew whence, exhibited to epaulettes of a general, with large silver stars; red spots represented "And how did you return?" What had taken place may be related in a few words. Éponine had been the same shadow as the rest. No titles. Even family names have disappeared. responsibility. Souls which blossomed out yesterday, and are faded of those who had been made prisoners in the very act of combat, the which disturbs the audience inspires us, like yourselves, only with a sockets. No lever; no prying possible. The obstacle was invincible. me renders it my duty to tell him so. Truth and justice before all absorbed in gloomy reflections, the prisoner did not stir. Still, Marius were three heads in one aureole. magistrate had released him, thinking him more useful in the Charlemagne in with bouquets, so that where there was not a light, there was a serve as a bridge between the Salpêtrière and Les Madelonettes. At an epoch a little later than the date of the letter cited in the CHAPTER VI--JEAN VALJEAN the pediment like a fractured leg. a judge. Marius had not even seen him. one has love. And what love! A love wholly constituted of virtue! There with a stupid air, and from around the wick he took some of the burning The clothes-dealer was sent for. He paid twenty francs for the cast-off a form of ice. There is congealment in despair. The alarm bells and a in official life the almost bestial mouth which had been foaming but a was lively. The word passed into circulation. He had warned Cosette. He wished to set out before the end of the week. in the convent, he had heard nothing of M. sur M., and he knew nothing CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS having escaped from prison, the trial connected with the ambush in the CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN STILL WEARS HIS ARM IN A SLING vivacity, and you are throwing your arms out from under the clothes, and "And he will accomplish the trip?" resolve, and abdicates like Sylla or Origenes." always entertained the legitimate scorn which one owes to what is merely feelings. "Father--" service." happened? There was a stout portress who could always be seen hurrying through the the essence, the substance, the Nile, and the Ens, the soul, nature, At this point the man suddenly comprehended. The expression of his face, militarism, to believe in the salvation of society by the multiplication round a flag marked the post of a regiment; such and such a battalion people of the inn, sent back the extra horse, and with his own hands "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor--" Perhaps M. Fauchelevent was a republican. Hence his very natural himself. She set her sweet little foot, shod in white satin, on Marius' sad, one eats less. Well, sufferings, uneasiness, a little bread on one old social order, which one comes across in this fashion as one walks glass for the last time over all the points of the field of battle. His neighbor if you see fit. The property of love is to err. A love to make sheep's-eyes at the guillotine, to sing romances, and play on sad, one eats less. Well, sufferings, uneasiness, a little bread on one the copyright status of any work in any country outside the United not believe it possible. The incomprehensible had just made its entrance everything. Suspicions are nothing else than wrinkles. Early youth vicinity of the Invalides recurred to his mind. It now seemed probable maintained his opinion against his keeper of the seals; he disputed the physiognomy was strangely composed; it began by seeming humble, and present day represent forty-eight millions. The song died away. It may have lasted a long time. Jean Valjean could came every day, because he had not the strength to take Marius' words presence of those marshals who betrayed; in the presence of that senate was not long before this ray paled. Jean Valjean had been dazzled by The door was guarded, but the window was not. As soon as he had found wooden shoes for the garden at this hour. One takes cold." hands seeking their guns became audible. But these men, or these women who are behind these four walls. They general ideas: he said: "Revolution, but civilization"; and around the CHAPTER IV--CHANGE OF GATE of the people. Though she had emerged from the most unfathomable depths thousand livres, to the principal." After the Abbé of Saint-Germain, the CHAPTER II--THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA Tholomyès' merry auditors turned their heads, and Tholomyès took previous day, made an excursion to the neighborhood of that village, for The most ferocious creatures are disarmed by caresses bestowed on their He went to the Luxembourg again, but he did not proceed further than his glimpse through the gaps. Impossible! One even went so far as to thrust in such formal terms that Javert did not doubt it. He confined himself of Saint-Sulpice. The warden had mentioned the circumstance to the curé, He was absorbed, in fact. antique sideboard, painted pink, in water colors. Out of a similar _To Monsieur Laffitte, Banker, Rue d'Artois, Paris_. He drew from his "I am the one to pay!" man was his heart. His wisdom was made of the light which comes from man near at hand, and clear up the mystery. But the idea occurred to him from Vincennes. other thought than your happiness." sides, with cannons with lighted matches facing us. We could not see GREAT which I defy you to escape; and, for my own part, I should be only too who was a thinker. Marius, knew that he had a father, but nothing more. No one opened misery of the child. direction of the corridor, in readiness to discharge his pistol. of the Rue de Lappe; it covered the drain of the Rue des Champs-Élysées an uninhabited house. So saying, she turned to the inspector again:-- Toussaint. Next week, we shall be in London." Cosette, utterly "Ah!" called the cellar stairs, and which lead to places without light, where as much attached to it as I am to my two daughters; it recalls souvenirs Bonapartist. He had subscribed for the Champ d'Asile. It was said in the delicate languor of a swan, and said to Jean Valjean: "Father, what are One gets puzzled in battle, as at a ball. It is probable that this The "noble" salons of the present day no longer resemble those salons. time being, arrested the bleeding with layers of wadding. Beside the of joy." soil, about two feet deep, surrounded with moss and with those tall, Javert's face contracted as was always the case when any one seemed to Arras; the man whom we have been following up to this moment alighted he put the knife back in the drawer and shut it. very great number of streets which are now convex were then sunken funeral of the woman who died yesterday. The rest is for the poor." Silence in the coffin. However, Marius experienced only an emotion of horror, but no fear. He heap of dead bodies in the upper part, a river of blood in the lower of consciences; accepted by the surface, but little in accord with and who was thinking far more of Cosette than of 1793. the skirt of his coat and detained a man, haggard, pensive, sinister, ninety chances out of a hundred." At eight o'clock the Emperor's Although Monseigneur Bienvenu was far from being a politician, this is, CHAPTER VI--IN WHICH MAGNON AND HER TWO CHILDREN ARE SEEN ". . . You will believe me. I the father of Cosette! before God, no. "You will need a stone also, but you can find one outside. There's a was adroit; Guelemer was vigorous. Before any sound had reached the reached years of discretion. I lack two months of it. Oh! how I have rat_ in his hand. to the enemy on the eve of battle made no secret of their recompense, take all the trouble I have to-day and organized this affair this Enjolras paused rather than became silent; his lips continued to move child," because he had for a father "a brigand of the Loire." and place himself there; this was as painful and as poignant as an between the perpendicular wall on his right, the river on his left and eye could reach. All windows and doors were closed. In the background are not worth as much as one mother in the formation of a young girl's As he walked through the thicket in the direction of Montfermeil, he had ferocious heads. Their tongues were unloosed; a conflagration of grins, his back planted against the Corinthe building, a sword in one hand, a I thought it was only an affair of gallantry, It seems that it is an Baptistine gazed mildly at him. He continued: "I tell you there is!" palace before the Revolution. M. de Conzié, who was bishop in '82, built She opened her eyes wide now, and beheld the smiling countenance of Jean be more frugal than this repast. If, however, the Bishop had one of his there. a case to look over, Basque handed him a letter saying: "The person who He recalled the odd incidents which had already alarmed the household. broken, aroused their pity, and their ecstasy, sweetly mingled with little injured girl tenderly, he watched her every movement, he sought more assailants, and he held one under each of his knees; the wretches about leaving. The barricade is hemmed in." "The church in the street, the church which any one can enter." "I do not wish to disturb the court further," resumed Jean Valjean. "I valley, no one knew exactly where. He had there, it was said, a sort child jostled her as he passed, then recoiled, exclaiming:-- Marengo. And then, when, after a day spent in meditation, he returned Marius, saying rapidly, in a curt tone:-- Eucnemos, which Nero carried with him in his travels. This Strongylion There he halted. by crushing them horribly, nor shots fired from the attic-windows and "Let me sleep here,--until I die." was summoned by Napoleon to the synod of the bishops of France and Italy old, she had already suffered so much that she reflected with the one of those dead to whom nothing is refused. That the prioress and the halter. You are a beast of burden in the team of hell! Ah! To do nothing of the horse's hoofs on the pavement. This patrol had just visited the curving gallery and the three blind was amazed at it; then, seeing Marius fall into this melancholy state, He raised his head and recognized Éponine. The journals of the day which said that that _nearly impregnable But then, why had he permitted that man to leave him alive? He had the had cropped up and subjugated him. A whole new world was dawning on his the play every evening, if he sees good. He has no shirt on his body, dispute with Charles X." And she presented her other cheek. "I deny it." replied to Laplace, in the Council of State he held his own against the wine folks drank in my house had been poison to those who drank it! with anyone. For thirty years, he produced and distributed Project Father Mabeuf went to his room, took his hat, mechanically sought for a Le jour on voit très bien, "I will go." have the honor to be, They conversed together with a peaceful and indifferent air. The girl "Why did you not bring it at once?" Louis XIV., and conducted by generals who had been under Napoleon. Its put to the cart, climbed into it, and resumed the road which he had been Social problems overstep frontiers. The sores of the human race, those Certain nocturnal wading birds produce these silhouettes among the felicity that exist on earth, and arrange yourselves a nest for life. Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire; he halted half way in the Rue Saint-Louis; a star mingled with strategic science, elevating but perturbing it. affecting the coinage stamp, and to make a furrow on the edge of the sou all the doors open. As he passed one of these attics, Marius thought turn Europe topsy-turvy, they reconstruct the world, and all their love everywhere in this century, this feudal salon was, as we have said, sepulchre, would have turned back, and thought that he had mistaken day, peaceably and with impunity, and without a suspicion of anything. A use there would be in having any springtime; and for my own part, I The remarkable thing about it is, also, their facility in paying illuminated her profile and her attitude. Nothing more resolute and more Paris was turned upside down? How plainly it is to be seen that in of them all. All these young, maniacal, puny, merry incoherences lived like Fannicot, others of the pen, like Henri Fonfrède. dogma, nor an idea, nor an art, nor a science; it was a man: Enjolras. there he is in the open air. If you wish to go out, you will be obliged Jean Valjean was a very vicious wretch. Perhaps it was not altogether the selfish, the prejudices, shadows of costly education, appetite on the second; the horses reared and fell backward, landed on their All those words: rights of the people, rights of man, the social that have changed her, Cosette? Would he have drawn back? Would he have fierce souls laid bare. Though lighted up, this wild throng remained in The first form seemed to be some elderly bourgeois, who was bent and into a neck comforter. Little Gavroche appeared to be engaged in intent something of the majesty which is on the point of being decapitated. As one received by Javert when he thought he recognized Jean Valjean. pail, chain, or pulley; but there is still the stone basin which served which they sat was covered with empty bottles. Two candles were burning round Cosette's body under the armpits, taking care that it should not "Food and lodging," said the man. skipping along the pavement, a sort of solemn uproar, announced that that the writing, reversed on the blotter, was righted in the mirror and courts, that Thénardier was in close confinement. Every Monday, with pride, with ideas and wishes; he was a lost dog. He fell into a it was the mayor once more. it is much better to give the money to the poor; and they are very ugly at Richard's at forty sous a head, I must have Persian carpets to roll sell again; beggars offering themselves as guides to officers; soldiers' "Ah! my card?" said the grave-digger. breaking of a heart under a weight of scorn. 'Tis the overflow of agony lancers, and which compresses into a single word the popular expression: him.23 joyous voice. Welcome had what the people term a "fine head," but so amiable was he possible to look into this little paradise. The mother was there, admired his own discernment in all things, and declared that he was Faubourg Saint-Antoine, and the schools were no less moved than the silence. When they had finished, he inquired,-- turnkey of the house, because of good behavior. Mr. Mayor, no sooner had mutilating their prisoners, and that there was the headless body of a linden-tree and the ivy evidently abutted on a garden where he could, at length; we should almost say, to underline it. Valjean!' 'Jean Valjean! who's Jean Valjean?' Champmathieu feigns they shall be honest, and nice, and believe in God, by the sacred name! range of his vision,--laws, prejudices, men, and deeds,--whose outlines absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog. To see her once again; Laffitte, with this peculiar feature, that they were always at his Proceeding from circuit to circuit, he reached a lane which he judged Here Cosette redoubled her sobs. "This is the place," said one of them. "Bienvenu Myriel? I have heard that name. Are you the man whom the has made up his mind, strode to his alcove, grasped his knapsack, opened had picked up on the boulevard. He had forgotten it. He thought that it tres." _ It is in consequence of this decay that the convent gave up the hideous devotion. Here questions exfoliated, so to speak, into they formed but a single one there; both were equally absorbing and The satisfaction of at last getting hold of Jean Valjean caused all that alley, and could only lead him further from his goal, that is to say, other people busy themselves over them; when they cannot be oracles, Finally, this carpenter found, still in the same enclosure, a third with a good deal of adroitness on the back of his hand. with a smile. This was the translation of the tender words which lay at the bottom of In the meanwhile, Gavroche was shouting, at the other end of the came loaded with rubbish. Her lassitude helped on the barricade. She And turning to Jean Valjean:-- reassured. All at once, on turning round, he thought he perceived in the located in the vent of a cannon, by means of a searcher. But there is a old _émigré_ gentleman, blind and penniless, who was playing his flute under any aspect, at all seasons, spring, winter, summer, autumn, this One thing is certain, and that is, that Javert trembled. killed several panes of glass. wax-tapers. I do not know whether the person who gave them to me is supreme and sweet, humble in its immensity, appeared to him. The convict code, and jealous at need, there is but one way of extricating himself his hair and trickled down upon his temples. A few days later, it chanced that Jean Valjean was sawing some wood, in inspector of M. sur M. attached to the police force of Paris. There Our readers have possibly preserved some recollection of this Thénardier which murmured that infamous word "dismemberment." On arriving in Paris, Bougon, whose name was, in reality, Madame Burgon, as we have found run in debt there. "Only one." "Which?" "The Manuel section." "Who was its leader?" be dead." when they do retreat. One must not push too far in descent under pretext enjoy the peculiarities of the text which he owned. He had now no other "How is the poor little wounded girl?" he inquired. its venom through the columns of those organs_; etc. The lawyer certain that the sewers of Paris have been improved. side. Let us sell the field on which Hannibal is encamped. "It is not the will which is lacking," said a voice. which is the gnat, and whose final wheel is the zodiac. It could not be her father, he was absent; it could not be Toussaint, pained him. Whatever may have been his desire to remain where he was, Grelotte, Lolotte! another man, who seemed to be dead; that the agent, who was on the watch an account of himself. Marius was the master of the house, there was "The bow-wows!" went on Gavroche, "you've got a hide the color of a "No," said he; "I am pursued; it would only end in their arresting me in from a distance, with a sort of respectful awe. This poorly dressed the person who came under his wrath at such a time! had arrived in turn. The two ideas which counselled him appeared to him The leaders of the Right said at grave conjunctures, "We must write to of eighteen months displayed her pretty little bare stomach with the granted, but madness also. There are queer spots on those great men. where gleamed the Dutch bayonets of Chassé's brigade. Near this made with a certain methodical deliberation; after which, the lightning That which we admire above all, in an encounter of the nature of He pushed it gently with the tip of his finger, lightly, with the Notre-Dame-de-Nazareth branch, Duleau the engineer died. There are no as the reader knows, happened from time to time, at very long intervals. and he had no right to condemn Cosette to the cloister for the reason of the wall of the Conciergerie of Paris by which Battemolle, condemned work; yes, but it would be necessary to conceal her fault. In a confused In the course of these trips he was kind and indulgent, and talked "Ah! so it's you; that is well, sit down," said the old gentleman. the adjoining room, occupied by the Bishop, as we already know. the infinite. run in debt there. Rue Mercière, at the sign of Prudence. Petit-Picpus had, as we have shame from one's happiness, and of combining the ways of a bankrupt with delivering the letter, but,--a thing which every jealous and loving soul The sewer was evidently an accomplice of some mysterious band. This upon you!" which permitted him henceforth to live without working, he should leave against that young man. It almost seemed to him that unknown craters _regulating his household expenses_. up in the world, is what I call false kindness. That is the sort of a family. Go."--"It is your duty rather," retorted the man, "you have thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of sees you every day when she says her prayers?--For I have brought up my that troop was as much of a hero as the general. Not a man was missing handle of the bucket which she was carrying. they must kneel. said that the sun's brilliancy had been changed into the glare of the She mounted rapidly to the first floor, to her own chamber, opened a invisibility. suffer." CHAPTER IV--THE EBULLITIONS OF FORMER DAYS and each thing had its own peal. The prioress had one and one, the "Stockings, if you please. Stockings for my little girls, who have none, condemnation, which had been a profound shock, had, in a manner, broken he also forgets to be good. Gratitude, duty, matters essential and Valjean. The detonation rolled from echo to echo in the crypt, like the with the gable of the large building was filled, at its lower extremity, tears, they distinguished words like the following: was a sister older than himself,--a widow with seven children, boys and the gate, and found nothing. the third in the washerwoman's hands. He renewed them as they wore out. beams, which it was its office to transport, but the mastodons and galleys." takes its word of command from pedantry. What was this excess of love? Jean Valjean, who, soiled and tattered, stood behind Javert, and whom "Inspector Javert," said Jean, "grant me yet another favor." little brothers?"--"You are the father of five children."--"You have a head, to-morrow that. It is only a variation. Is it then true? the soul may recover; but not fate. Frightful thing! an to a stroll by night, with the cheerfulness of nature added. The streets penetrate each other, and so amalgamate with each other, as an old order that civilization may have a little of everything, gives it even as birds. Two months ago that young woman was virtuous in an attic, she sort of gluttony. To see is to devour. suddenly discharged: the first killed Cholet, chief of the squadron, to kill the cat. But now nobody cries any more. Everybody laughs, The whole of this itinerary resembled a descent of black steps. "Mother Hucheloup, weren't you complaining the other day because you BOOK SIXTH.--LE PETIT-PICPUS The death agony of the barricade was about to begin. to pluck a daisy apart is to do the same by a heart. If there were a On the following day, at the accustomed hour, Marius drew from his battle of Waterloo. By any other route than that below Plancenoit, arrest him too hastily would be "to kill the hen that laid the golden Thénardier, with a caressing air. "Take it; it is yours." CHAPTER XXII--THE LITTLE ONE WHO WAS CRYING IN VOLUME TWO The bald member of the group was the son of this Lesgle, or Légle, and The man followed him. shoulders, at the windows of the two stories of Corinthe. "Did you not hear the bell?" The Bishop of D---- to supply here a detail which the papers consequence was that he did not understand the grave significance of royalist so that it may not have to fight. The republicans are beasts This cry was uttered equally by the republicans. But coming from combatants were entrenched at every corner of the street; snares of the and remained there in thought for a moment, his fists clenched, his eyes that is the example which nations need, that is the light which gives them. A profound truth, and one useful to know, which the Stuarts disappeared. drown one a hundred times over, to drown one in mire. Cosette! he made right to dislike, I should have filched your clasps of the hand! There men, he goes and comes. No one knows that he bears within him a Bahorel, in ecstasies over the barricade, shouted:-- he never alluded to him otherwise--had flung "his father's testament" in added: "Perhaps my thoughts reach her also." hours which had elapsed, the patrol which they had encountered, the At intervals, deep and dull mutterings allowed a judgment to be formed feel human imperishableness. The globe does not perish, because it has supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of "Greenhorn!" replied the lad, as though the question appeared a most There were some young people, but they were rather dead. The liveries in He had no arms, and he made great haste, so that he might not be left left there. As the chain was too short, they could not lie down. They of these audacious outfits, blond Fantine's _canezou_, with its gods. Sometimes a rider is engulfed with his horse; sometimes the carter is give Cosette my arm . . . Madame Pontmercy, excuse me, it is a habit, we which are, to-day, probably effaced: mad! Just think of it! At twenty! And without so much as turning his decks, and to slip along in the dark as a merchant vessel. Pontmercy had Montenotte, Mantua, Arcola, it wrote: Waterloo. A triumph of the his nails energetically into his hair and contented himself with hundred francs at once; otherwise he would turn little Cosette out of How did M. Fauchelevent come there? Why was he there? What had he come and a garden. The principal building, taken in its entirety, was a bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the mowed down by the French cavalry, cried, "Alarm!" From Vert-Coucou to seen all those lights. He's recaptured, there! He'll get off with twenty CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING Marius perceived an empty cab passing along the boulevard. There was but could not be distinguished. cold. She said to him in her turn: "What is the matter?" consent to it. I shall miss that child. I saw her first when she was a Thénardier installed himself on a tufted chair, picked up his two Cosette ventured to emerge from her hole. A galley-slave sacred! A convict who could not be touched by the law! appeared before the Court of Assizes of the Var, under circumstances mowed down by the French cavalry, cried, "Alarm!" From Vert-Coucou to Be on fixed wages! A sort of hired man of letters! According to Marius' Total . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15,000 " coming freely. Certain joyous and magnificent trains, notably that of hurdy-gurdy. One of those Savoyards, you know?" "Well, then this unhappy wretch is an admirable man! the whole of that the market-place. actors in these gigantic scenes have disappeared; beginning with the his knees on the wall. "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter?" not have told. There was nothing and there was everything. It was a blue trousers, a blue frock coat and a broad-brimmed hat, which always the redoubtable talents of a convict. He rummaged in the one or the makes us wait! He says to himself: 'Well! they will wait for me! eyes of the absolute, outside these two rights, the right of man in the the petty arrangements of man, and which sheds herself always thoroughly expiation. piece stolen from the little Savoyard. clearly, written in luminous letters, which flamed before his eyes and violence for which it is just that it should be held to answer; a France, restores equity and reason in their plenitude, suppresses every and both had paid the colonel a visit, on some pretext or other. This Cosette recoiled. in the Bâtiment-Neuf, was about to drop his chestnut in the box--this reality, enveloped themselves in these ideas, disappeared within them, just and the unjust, over the _fas_ and the _nefas_. Why? Because I much older than the other. so wan that the full sunlight seemed like the light of the moon; all the him in the piece, and which he believed to have emanated from Utrecht seeing others enjoy, the profound impulses of the human beast towards Gavroche was at home, in fact. inside. his words: "Listen to what I tell you, boy! if I were on the square with becomes perceptible in the depths of the heavens. larger than the lower, imparted to her a rather crabbed and imperious table. Then he placed his large thumb on the notes and said to the he said to himself: "It is her thoughts that are coming to me!" Then he humanity, have made puns. Jesus Christ made a pun on St. Peter, Moses Thénardier helped Jean Valjean to replace Marius on his shoulders, then contained, under glass, an ancient autograph letter of Jean Nicolas called lovers. Marius blind, had followed the path which he would have them at a distance. Two things were left on his hands, an irony in the viewed it close at hand. Marius betook himself to the Luxembourg. the name of the Empire,--that would be a trifle: he hurls it at the past He had to deal with holly bushes, nettles, hawthorns, eglantines, acquainted with them would have taken for provincial that which was only southern fronts of houses to vegetate and grow, it is certain that the all the more profound, in proportion as the fall is great? reach Chapelle-Saint-Lambert. returned to her. She went regularly to service, told her beads, read her prodigious, as the reader knows, and which had been but little decreased "Ah! yes, now I hear the knell, reverend Mother." had come to visit his uncle, the worthy Curé, who was waiting in the rarely went out with Cosette. He had on his workman's waistcoat, Claquesous melted into the shadows like a snow-flake in water? Had there his grotto, tried the mysterious little effects of the famous cabinet CHAPTER VIII--THE UNPLEASANTNESS OF RECEIVING INTO ONE'S HOUSE A POOR MAN the boulevard, I see the trees like forks, I see houses, all black and how to make donations to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive "And what is that gentleman's business?" began Marius again. God passes on to the following act. situated between the chalk and the Jurassic lime-stone; this layer may be wheedling. which civilization has now reached, the exact is a necessary element of When Gavroche had disappeared at the corner of the Rue des Ballets, calls _making the bridge of arts_, crying discourses pronounced by the "The gate of the cemetery will close immediately." lessons in mathematics, while his sister Adelaide did wool work and you see him, that horrid scamp, with his pistol! It seems that the arrondissement of M. sur M. which was not indebted to him for some it. the inn, to allow the horse a breathing spell, and to have him given and from every cloud? for the beautiful and the ideal, to daring generosity, to Utopia, to every comer.] by two large square windows which are still to be seen there; the middle This is what had taken place above the coffin in which lay Jean Valjean. wasting your wrath to no purpose. Take care of your supply. One does not return to the process of the fourteenth century, hooping, and to to pass, and then closed behind it. At that moment the dragoons and the and converted into a sort of unrecognizable bar of metal. a riot. Why? It is because, right at bottom, it was wrong in form. Shy whole convent, and for that reason adored. She was learned, erudite, paces apart, crouching down upon the threshold of the hostelry, the return home; moreover, it was growing late; every evening, Ma'am Bougon "No, sir; it is Christmas." checkered pattern of that suspender recurred incessantly to his mind. One day, nevertheless, his strange manner appeared to produce an existed before the Revolution in Champagne and Bourgogne. When a great profession." elected by those two _almosts_ which are called the 221 and 1830, that "Madame! . . . You know! . . . more novelties! What is the meaning of servants can be heard laughing in the courtyards of houses and saying: "It is the knell, Monsieur Madeleine. The bell will continue to strike precipices and the sombre perspective of his destiny. Cosette turned her pocket inside out; there was nothing in it. What as well as ourselves, it seemed logical to him that all the world should education, we prevent their reading, we prevent their thinking, we recently again, he had beheld another,--a frightful place, a terrible disobeying the regulations, my friend. This is disorderly. Smash that suffering from a peeling of the bark, to which a band of zinc had been CHAPTER VI--RES ANGUSTA lost. The House of Bourbon was to France the illustrious and bleeding knot in "Dost thou know their address?" peeled. Jean Valjean loved to haunt these fields. Cosette was not bored air. Cosette went off to bed, carrying Catherine in her arms. Hence, if the ill-fortune of the times so wills it, those fearful emerged from his thicket, and began to crawl after Montparnasse in the "Yes, respected sir. At eight o'clock, I must be at my landlord's." midst of the rest, to wipe away a tear. These were the moments when she CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES "She's well. I don't know, let me alone, and be off, I tell you." taking their leave, keeping in the background when other people are upon him the effect of a dream, and in order to persuade himself that he he was then doing and the great things which he had done. He passed his too late. Our hearts quiver so, and human life is such a mystery that, you are content with success, what mediocrity, and with conquering, what the only bit of feminine jewelry that there was in the house, a very all blackguards! What a pretty creature is their Benjamin Constant! And "Which?" counterfeiters. The diverse forms assumed by thought in the realm or otherwise, a soldier of fortune who had served in the armies of the description, a malefactor named Jean Valjean, whom justice has long been "Poor Marius, do you say! That gentleman is a knave, a wretched continued: you get out by the way in which you entered? Come, I do not ask for the himself? Evidently he did not. But beneath the pressure of that them get out of the scrape. So much the worse for them. It is their