come to that. her breast. This is the gestation of the nineteenth century. That which BILL OF THE GENTLEMAN IN No. 1. BOOK EIGHTH.--CEMETERIES TAKE THAT WHICH IS COMMITTED THEM Neither Marius nor M. Gillenormand thought of making inquiries about it. something in the nature of a turnkey. He was a man of whom his superiors Thénardier contented himself with saying to Marius: He thought of Marius, who was a student, and who would probably go with "Well, what of it?" resumed the man. no cavalry left. A number of batteries lay unhorsed. These facts are "Not another man, except the police doctor, can enter the dead-room. and who sings and prays and gazes into the azure without very well idea, and it is no longer capable of perceiving anything else. formation, all the elements of which his moral misery was composed? Had incessantly on this memory, his only point of resemblance with Cæsar, refrain from questioning M. Madeleine. prompt heedlessness of childhood, uttered this exclamation:-- is nothing left for me but to throw myself into the river! I went down permit it to escape into nothingness. In the obliteration of things Thénardier had caused the "honest rustler" to disappear in his fob, and with ivy on the side of the Rue Polonceau. things would have rested there, and it is probable that we should not each event is a turn in the road, and, all at once, we are old; we feel francs. am from Meaux, and my name is Lesgle." The father went on: holster-pistol in the show-window of a bric-à-brac merchant's shop. suburbs, commanded by the Captain Fannicot, above mentioned, had itself a woman, and for the child which he had had by her. Counterfeiting was hair. prompt heedlessness of childhood, uttered this exclamation:-- certainly have said one thing by mistake for another, without intending immobility, this passivity, whence sprang death. Some crawled flat on "Excuse me, sir, but one does not give away one's child to a passer-by, "What do you call that gigantic monument that you have there at the end of brutes than those bachelors of arts! The four-penny monkeys! And they them. All that he knew about these two persons was, that they had have done if you had been dead? And your little girl? There's that "Come in now!" remember to have seen, in the Cathedral of Strasburg, a clock, as tall was "an egoist." and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar." one goat out of every thirty that they tend. They make very pretty "At Saint-Lazare." One evening Jean Valjean found difficulty in raising himself on his city, the population is blanched like plants raised in cellars. A sewer dialect at once so blighted and rebellious. Therein lies chastisement true that I have seen that Javert, and that he spoke to me in that or three times in the course of his life, a sort of convulsion of the of him. As far as fire was concerned, as Marius had no fireplace, he had forgetfulness of the hour, he sang the praises of Marius; he pronounced Then he perceived that the man who was addressing him was frightful. how they fasten a bell to my paw as though I were a wild beast." inspirer of dreams, ever since mid-day. Wine enjoys only a conventional copied or distributed: Nothing but anguish extricated itself from this tumult which overwhelmed CHAPTER VIII--PHILOSOPHY AFTER DRINKING Monseigneur began to speak, as we have seen, she obeyed passively like him who was a peasant. The cell is identical for all. All undergo the The policemen glanced round them. inadequate in the presence of a fact, that everything could not be His head was bare. He appeared to have grown thin and pale. His black which lie above it. There were then in Paris two thousand two hundred first of January, 1806. Beginning with this epoch, of which we shall universal suffrage has effected in its liberty and in its sovereignty account of the dimness which the half-light of dawn spreads over all "That's good, it is going to put on its nightcap." The wall held firm. Gavroche, in the meanwhile, encouraging him with exclamations like a frail despot. Viewed on its dwarfed and grotesque side, this was that bottom of the court, which faced the carriage entrance. to his custom, and was much bent over. Jean Valjean stepped up to him is more suspicious than the assassin, and it is probable that this them together; the result is enormous: it is Attila hesitating between pay for the drinks." work, since it was shared. Lastly, as he was very fond of snuff, he was who directed me hither! I am going to sup! A bed with a mattress and had become impossible to her since she had known Marius. crois que c'est Jeanne qui l'a. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. ninety-seven men, and the lancers of the guard of eight hundred and "Montfermeil is quite pretty, is it not? People go there on pleasure not feel the vicinity of anguish. One is conscious of something hideous, room. At the moment when he turned round, he perceived that Marius was it as to those who lost it. For Napoleon it was a panic;10 Blücher sees to go and come, which implies the right to remain at home. wanting in respect towards the group. "Amen," said he. CHAPTER XXI--ONE SHOULD ALWAYS BEGIN BY ARRESTING THE VICTIMS this. If any one learned who he was, it was through himself. In this priest says the prayers, makes the sign of the cross, sprinkles the holy entered the carriage again and taken their departure, Fauchelevent, who as he was not able to walk, he wished to run: that cripple would gladly Merry." blanket, and the little one murmured:-- clouds and losing themselves in the shadows, this boulevard suddenly for the mind. There are marvellous relations between beings and things; was heard crying:-- monosyllables. The coachman took to whistling and swearing at his long have you been back? Why did you not let us know? Do you know that This certainty alone was sufficient and decided his course. He said to he received invitations in the town; he was called, in town, Monsieur without weakness. to be scrutinizing with profound attention the shape of an ancient leagues. We have said above, that the actual net-work, thanks to the not leap into the enclosure, as though wavering in the fear of some after the counterfeit interment in the cemetery. But that he could not enjoyed the use when the gates were shut, a privilege which was CHAPTER VII--STRATEGY AND TACTICS after him and stopped him. The thief had flung away the loaf, but his Marius, as though the sentiment of duty had returned to him, and, newspapers under the arcade of the Odéon. I ran after you. But no. It in the Rue Plumet. Let us go thither. We must not be ungrateful."--And sought him, with less love than Marius, but with as much assiduity, and of that air in which sophisms were intermingled with truths. Spirits little light penetrates towards mid-day. The inconvenient point about "Here you are!" "I'm going to find Babet." and breath in others, wrath in others, movement in all, now pricking are not of the earth, and which resemble those that the newborn infant a family. Go."--"It is your duty rather," retorted the man, "you have I encountered in the street, a very poor young man who was in love. His All these hopes were exchanged between the different groups in a sort of arises from a thing which is called the tax on doors and windows. Just "He is pretty deeply in love!" thought Théodule. stood trembling on its mournful brink, he recoiled with horror. He infinite. Do you know what is done then? One does not take the matter ferociously; of aspect; only one window was visible, or, to speak more correctly, two Bishop's palace, and the Bishop was settled in the hospital. gunsmith in that court. The section owns no arms. "Here?" inquired a voice. stood an uncurtained wicker cradle, in which the little boy who had Then irritated, though he was so small, and becoming almost menacing:-- of paving-stones: Enjolras raised the cellar trap, and all the widow success, even grammar. _Si volet usus_, says Horace. Therefore I disdain the dowry of the elect. It is thus that men are transformed into angels. Meanwhile, M. Leblanc had seated himself. shall be really grieved if we are forced to proceed to disagreeable something charming, luminous, and impossible. first day of the world, and which every woman understands from the very shutter, in the interstice between two blocks of stone, or in the "We are talking business." This caused another loss of twenty minutes; but they set out again at a two doors. One opens on the street, the other upon a small yard filled twenty years, had returned from the great wars with a scarred cheek, a to awake. He took her hand, felt of her pulse, and replied:-- granted me. 'Madame, what shall I do with this linen fine?'--'Make of it England, and my grandfather refuses his consent to the marriage. Nothing At last Thénardier took off his cap, stepped gently up to him, and "I can hardly distinguish my own signal." remained ajar, and as though the wind were pouring through it. In the Insurrection is sometimes resurrection. that chain had been broken; it was only later on that the incident was The servant informed Sister Simplice in a very low tone, that the sword-belt buckled, his epaulets falling on his breast, his cockade temptation. He drags it with him and yields to it. He must watch it, overwhelm, by striking to his heart, a man whom public catastrophes An agent sprang to the opening and looked out. He saw no one outside. human wall! What did Cosette's soul contain? Passion calmed or lulled to sleep; The moon shone full upon Jean Valjean's terrified countenance. that he must now gain the Seine at any risk. In other terms, he must would have arrived, after a thousand efforts, and broken down with Fantine threw her mirror out of the window. She had long since quitted him away; he said all this to himself, and it augmented his grief; and what to write to his aunt, he decided not to write at all; and it is Madeleine, and Madeleine I remain. Woe to the man who is Jean Valjean! The prisoner shook his head with a capable air, like a man who has Marius felt a cold chill pass through his limbs at hearing this mild a delicious shiver, worthy of Virgil's nymphs, and the fawns of rusticating attorneys had not discovered it as yet; it was a peaceful sing in a voice as feeble as a breath. The nun listened. This is what unconcern and in her imperturbable tranquillity, so that Jean Valjean Jean Valjean's collar, his hand had fallen back again, as beneath an towards the nettles, the plant had sprung upward, the branch had a tempest. Each square was a volcano attacked by a cloud; lava contended Marius turned round hastily, and beheld a young girl. "One doesn't desert one's friends in a scrape," grumbled Montparnasse. However that may be, even when fallen, above all when fallen, these men, CHAPTER IV--THOLOMYÈS IS SO MERRY THAT HE SINGS A SPANISH DITTY plan. In former times, those severe places where the discipline of the which he immediately began to construct his scaffolding. U was evidently is ineffable, and nothing is so adorable as a dazzling and innocent ravished virgin is terrified. Something of that joy ascends to God. earth; the return to the soil of dung and of manure to the fields. the wealthy manufacturer Madeleine going to low mass at seven o'clock, At the instant when the insurrection, arising from the shock of the its sides formed hideous wounds upon it. "The ædiles," as the expression day. This poster, illuminated by the theatre lanterns, struck him; for, them for some time past. They are thinking of something else. They are of the ground, tactics, which preserve the equilibrium of battalions, was in a dilemma. He took nearly a quarter of an hour to return to his one of you clings to his share in the triumph. Very well. But you are with preaching morality to stomachs. And remember this: each one of our National Guardsmen and the soldiers laughed as they took aim at him. He "Thank you, sir," said the urchin. longer a matter of a few days in prison; it is the galleys for life. And that dusty Sunday throng which makes a weekly invasion into the "How are you going to manage to get out?" mysterious arrangements which are so frequent in chance, the scene at Royalist Bank-note Javert began again calmly:-- the obverse of Enjolras. cheese-makers drive their cows to the mountains.' is here in question: there are attached to this order, without counting "Ah! it's you, you scamp?" said he; "you shall have nothing." soil, about two feet deep, surrounded with moss and with those tall, undulations in the magnificent enormity of the chestnut-trees. It was It formed a resisting, massive, solid, compact, almost impenetrable "That was what I said to myself." the lanterns in the surrounding streets, de Mondétour, du Cygne, des house. His mass said, he broke his fast on rye bread dipped in the milk peculiarity, that they did not preclude a strong electric tension. Light renders healthy. speak to you, but I do not know what I am saying; I may have displeased in the alley Boulanger. and sorrowful depths of his heart on the duties to the Thénardiers which should be no equivoque, and it became requisite that this book should scar on his forehead which ran down upon his cheek, bowed, bent, wash at the faucet in front of you, and rinse in a basin behind you. As dining-room, which, as we have said, opened directly on the cathedral were hinted at; they spoke of the Duc de Reichstadt, whom God had marked At that moment an old woman came out of the church. She saw the man Where? How? When? No one knew, but it was certain and inevitable. In His eye never quitted the old man. The only thing which was clearly and read the newspapers under the arcades of the Odéon. That costs them tumult, the dull and indistinct sounds, to the things that were CHAPTER III--MEN MUST HAVE WINE, AND HORSES MUST HAVE WATER off by the devil." The line of the sewer re-echoes, so to speak, the line of the streets The tear did not fall, it retreated, and Jean Valjean replaced it with a incapable of comprehending it, of willing or of directing it. it will be night, amid storm, rain, and the hurricane, and if the rope pomp. I am never seen in clothes decked with gold lace and stones; I assault and the most formidable attack which had moved him yet; that his plaintive accents, "Our sister is dead"; and the other file responds in Cosette. "Well," said she, "it's the Lark!" by the outspreading of the fingers of his two aged hands, which quivered however, there was something decidedly sluggish and insignificant about shamelessness driven by a coachman crowned with flowers; this is what second, then a third. Tholomyès replied to none of them. Fantine heard the house of Jesus Christ. This door does not demand of him who enters and the old people came out to the doorsteps for the Bishop as for the "I do." is brotherhood above, all was given away, so to speak, before it was finger which we all perceive whenever we fix our eyes on the darkness. another crime. They are artists, who have one picture in the salon, and occurring, and which seem to form a part of the mysterious stage-setting Jean Valjean, who, soiled and tattered, stood behind Javert, and whom on the muzzle of the gun and obstructed it. This was done by some one certainly mingled some struggle. Three o'clock struck. He opened his his life really had an object; but what object? To conceal his name? This man was composed of two very simple and two very good sentiments, gratitude not discharged, they would leave a shadow on his life, which argued, a former employee of the Laffitte establishment, he had acquired right, a wall; and at the end, a wall. The wall on the right is of sure step, which died away on the pavement of the corridor. this convict, who had come a long distance in the sewer, must, at the same time, as a brother and as a judge, to those impenetrable knees, when Madame Magloire entered, according to her wont, to get the Bossuet, and all the rest ran tumultuously from the wine-shop. It was trip, adding that he meant to set out that very evening. "Go!" had been have a task, to fulfil a duty! It bores you to be like other men? Well! to address him. CHAPTER I--THE SEVENTH CIRCLE AND THE EIGHTH HEAVEN other near the bookcase, opening into the dining-room. The bookcase was fencing-master who says: "Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says: them. lose you again?" whose imperial they load down, or they overwhelm a hired landau, with by "washing the sewer" we mean: the restitution of the filth to the threw her in a singularly troubled state of mind. Up to that moment she A few moments later he was breakfasting at the very table at which At that moment, he caught sight of the ruffians' prisoner, who, ever an inhalation as imperious as though he had had a pinch of the great It was he. the dormer-window which was opposite his cage. One halted at the window, "Oh, come," said the grave-digger, "you are a bell-ringer. Ding dong, said, on the boulevard the evening before: "I bolted, bolted, bolted!" You receive me into your house. You light your candles for me. Yet I the fripperies of the eighteenth century passed pell-mell through his at the end of the courtyard a low building consisting of two rooms and had run back to Toulon. The yellow man carried his bundle and his cudgel in his hand. for her two hundred francs; her little debts paid, she had only about who was evidently the real Jean Valjean. The district-attorney's those utterly raw recruits, who hardly knew how to handle a musket in Fiévée. M. Agier laid down the law in them. They commentated M. But this lasted only for a moment. That which is terror by night is to a person who is necessary to us; to be able to incessantly measure He heard some one ascending the stairs. It might possibly be the old steadily at him and added, still in a low voice: "Stop! there's enough It was M. Mabeuf. When you have ascended the Rue Saint-Jacques, left the barrier on one wine-shop, their feet entangled in the panels of the door which had been remarked, returned the insult; the sword of Fontenoy was laughable and time to utter a cry, he was underneath the vehicle. freely available for generations to come. In 2001, the Project The reader has probably understood that Éponine, having recognized as the pears of St. Germain; it is from one of his combinations, had elapsed since that night. More than once he had scratched the back dishes." abrupt turns, in which the perspective changes suddenly. Chance is the but little corselet, drag a great train behind them. But they travelled was in Paris, during the last century, about 1770, two attorneys at the The brandishing of a triggerless pistol, grasped in one's hand in the and nothing new; nothing more unpublished by the creator in creation! livid and her lips were blue. She smiled now and then. One of the dearest. One of the most valiant. Jean Prouvaire. He was Thus during nineteen years of torture and slavery, this soul mounted and in turn upon the sick woman and the crucifix, as he had done two months in his face in fury:--"By the hundred thousand Javottes of the devil, knapsack, well buckled and perfectly new, on his back; an enormous, that mesdames our grisettes play on us. Roland gets himself killed for pronounced after the fashion of the Canebière, signifies fine weather, reflection, and asked him as he had asked Brevet, if he persisted in delighted to make this wretch happy! A scamp who, instead of amusing saints of paradise, what a tale! Ah! you are alive, that's the best of three hundred paces. All at once the man turned round once more; he saw symptom. It is not rare for the neatherd's boy nowadays to bear the name school, and to this school she took her little boy, who was seven years Je restai tout pâle et je crus en Dieu! _Vousiergue trouvaille bonorgue ce gigotmuche?_ Do you think that leg Nevertheless, there existed in all the immensity of creation, two women subjected to the barrier of silence, and whose reservoir was overfull, an increase. In the depths of her eyes there was an astonished nook divination of the man of the people, over what we now call the _idea of "The gentleman!" All this fermentation was public, one might almost say tranquil. The A fourth peal burst out. Fauchelevent hastily detached the belled plaster of a wall. For the men in the barricade had made themselves two slanting. At the moment when the Hanoverian lieutenant, Wilda, grasped probably the prison-bread which he had carried with him in his flight. invalids, the corridor through which he had approached. He breathed, he ought to be so. Just imagine! the door of our house is never fastened. of the big public library. That pile of oyster-shells which is called and I prefer it to the cuckoo clock from the Black Forest." "If we go away, do you go too! I will tell you where! Come and join me 'madame,' no more 'Monsieur Jean,' we are living under a Republic, CHAPTER I--MINES AND MINERS to those children. They never venture beyond this. They can no more "Speak seriously. Can anything be done for you? What would you like to things appeared to him like a tremendous nightmare. He was obliged to nine o'clock, with braying of trumpets and all the music playing "Let us not a nun, who was treated with great respect, and who was addressed as of death. What is it that you have come to ask of me?" carter and a laborer. But, in spite of oaths and lashings, which horses a cradle in one corner, a few wooden chairs, and a double-barrelled gun detached himself from it. But Colonel Pontmercy had written: "My son presence of M. Gillenormand. M. Gillenormand never addressed this child Rue Petit-Picpus side, was tolerably low on the side adjoining the Rue When he returned on that occasion, I could not refrain from scolding him "Oysters, cheese, and ham," said Laigle. On his second turn, he bent over his daughter, who was watching this of his day. then adjoining the field of battle, and intersected by the ponds of subsequently by the operations of Béford, Luneville, and Épinard. They the stomach; he was familiar with fatality to the point of calling it by Only the little lark never sang. He really had had a brother named Ultime, who was dead. these names corresponds to a variety of those misshapen fungi from the servant, to whom he had paid no wages for the last fifteen months. And adventure in the ideal. impossible, and beyond which life is no longer anything but a precipice. He had but one passion--the right; but one thought--to overthrow it?" His pride instantly answered "yes," but his aged head, which he took his hat, and went out, without making any more noise than if he had was entirely nude, of the hue of ashes, and mounted on a horse which was innocence of thieves does not extend to that point. severe tranquillity, but the fire had slackened. "Now," said the Bishop, "go in peace. By the way, when you return, my And they parted, Montparnasse betaking himself in the direction of cordon of bivouac fires of the English, like a necklace of rubies frequently occur in nocturnal combats, which are always followed by an Certain strange habits: arriving at the hour when other people are In the interior of this hall, barely lighted by a candle at one end, the are visible. have the goodness to write him "a bit of an attestation." Mademoiselle Baptistine's ambition had been to be able to purchase a set obscure words which he did allow to escape him, this is what Thénardier The House of Bourbon was to France the illustrious and bleeding knot in be the first to agree that it is true that I have always had ways of my harsh, and smiling old fellow who cursed, shouted, and stormed prosecuting, the President that he was there to preside, the counsel for the ancient gods formerly were to him. Courage, and onward! Citizens, end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its street of Paris; more wild at night than the forest, more gloomy by day "No," said the priest. cunning, cruel, and uneasy air; a hideous scoundrel. confidence, that head of an old man, and that slumber of an infant. she had not yet done. Up to that time, she had contented herself with creating derivative works based on this work or any other Project I struggled all night long. Ah! you think that I did not tell myself Pogonatus." goodness with a flower which thou gavest to me, I obeyed thee, thou told her: "We are going to the barricades," an idea flashed through her now hear its departure. chief care. He appeared to be thinking much of others, and little of "Upon my word, sir, you are in luck; you have arrived in season. Do you An hour later, a man, marching amid trees and mists, was rapidly have received her education gratuitously, he humbly begged the Reverend for reinforcements at the police station of the Rue de Pontoise. One Cosette took both the old man's hands in hers. and terrible continuity. Nothing was to be heard but this. It was that As for us, who, however, in contradistinction to this school, reject man and the bearded man in the snow behind the wall of the Rue du Fauchelevent was seized with a shudder. He tumbled rather than climbed understand. The case is investigated. The thing was well ventilated for thinking of Cosette, of the happiness that was possible if nothing came Who was the _he?_ Menacing obscurity. children."] Sisteron, for the gratuitous instruction of poor The porter did not finish. The shot was fired; the ball entered under the police? The white-haired workman whom Marius had encountered in the Everyone in the house was asleep. People go to bed betimes in the She knew that hand, that arm, the sleeve of that coat. Was G---- a vulture after all? Yes; if he were to be judged by the illuminated, as it were, by the reflection from a rather large "Eh! our little Cosette! Are you not intending to take her away from He had slept more than four hours. His fatigue had passed away. He was of victory to sleep in the bed of the vanquished. They established their Jolllly. "You may fly away on the four _L's_," Jean Prouvaire said to CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER heaven, and who_, he added, _are happy because they are innocent_, he Has it not happened to all of us, in certain supreme conjunctures, to One of these two pedestrians evidently had a project connected with up in the world, is what I call false kindness. That is the sort of moderate cabinet, of which MM. Decazes and Deserre were members:-- Bugeaud swept public Paris; a double and connected operation which aside to let him pass. They did not know which was most worthy of Then addressing M. Leblanc with a fresh outburst of frenzy:-- 48 (return) [ She astounds at ten paces, she frightens at two, a wart Everything which could affect this situation, if only on the surface, called, if such a coupling of words is permissible, a sort of harlequin she had a public letter-writer indite an epistle to Tholomyès, then a "Call me 'Monsieur Jean.' 'Jean,' if you like." and said:-- "Your tavern-keeper must have been nabbed in the act. You have to be Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. morning on the ground floor. the Seine. from the books and manuscripts on his table. At the instant when the insurrection, arising from the shock of the grandfather took him, whispers, innuendoes, and winks, had eventually single moment. She had always loved him, always adored him. The fire had perseverance, with a certain blind obedience, _prompte, hilariter, That evening, Cosette was alone in the drawing-room. In order to get "No," replied the husband. Cosette was no longer sad. However, though this was so, she did not "Put down 'My dear daughter'--" said Thénardier. the prisoner who is arranging an escape, take refuge. No idiom is more of commerce, almost to the dignity of a religion. In civilization, such Frontispiece Volume Four tranquil, nocturnal aspect. That which had just taken place in this heroically. He said in an undertone, "Sublime!" Rue Traversière, in front of the Bland workshop, and in the yard of else. "What card?" to distance, one could distinguish on the gray surface, almost invisible anything but a latch, either by day or by night." company in the exigencies of the campaign, on board a pinnace which was regular occupation, and to give him fifteen hundred francs a year. To be resources. He had no money, but he found means, when it seemed good to romances. And besides, the light might pass through the cracks of the and the heart which she had then attained, she contented herself with At that moment, a fifth uniform fell, as if from heaven, upon the other "Monsieur le Baron, in your interests I desired to know Jean Valjean instance, represented a huge tree bearing eight enormous trefoil leaves, him the rope which Brujon had knotted together during Montparnasse's thunderbolts, and your corsage had a pin on which I pricked myself. other inspectors besides himself, who were more initiated than he, He sat down, put his elbows on a table near the window, looked at everywhere was but an excuse for unfailing kindness. _Love each other;_ heels, clenched both fists in his pockets, moved his neck around like a And then, Cosette had, for long years, been habituated to seeing enigmas what if the revolt of July did cost a hundred and twenty millions? The herself that nothing so closely resembles a step on the grass as the by a romance of Ducray-Dumenil, she owed the fact that she merely bore round, abstain from meat, fast in Lent and on many other days which are enigmatic about that person, of which his instinct had warned him. marksmanship; your leg, which you drag a little;--I hardly know what which is written by man and that which is written by God, between law He drew a chair close to the fireplace, folding his arms, and presenting The Bishop could not refrain from murmuring:-- bed--if one can call by the name of bed a straw pallet so full of holes "Why," said she, "Monsieur Jean has not been here today." Almost immediately, the plank which closed the hole was drawn aside, people, chanced to traverse the deserted highway, a faint, sharp whistle understand what we are! He said mass in the middle of the galleys, on an of Paris." marmot-box on his back. Then, without haste, but without making a useless movement, with firm "Matelote is homely!" he cried: "Matelote is of a dream of ugliness! "Tell me where M. Marius lives." with a thousand wrinkles, heavy shakos garlanded with torsades, the same mourning suit which he had made her put on when she had quitted CHAPTER VI--RES ANGUSTA floating, soaring; at times so light that they could take their flight Carmelites, Little Augustines, Great Augustines, old Augustines--there stride and placed himself in front of the guns beside Enjolras. the streets were deserted, all the doors were open. Not a single living this is to take flight, all this will vanish, and I shall lose Cosette, humid warmth near his ear, which the mouth of the wounded man touched, "Let us see about it. What did you ask her?" forest, Charlot asked Charlotte. Tou, tou, tou, for Chatou, I have but which seemed to him weak and on the point of extinction. shipwreck; and the lid of the coffin becomes a plank of safety. A person who had seen her a quarter of an hour previously would not have fortune to a flourishing one, to show themselves harsh towards their course at the neighboring cross-roads; the Rue Plumet was the desert; obscure concentric circles which announce that something has fallen in, be seen, joy, a cheek that was young and fresh, the robust throat of the The assailants had numbers in their favor; the insurgents had position. "That's it." "Your tavern-keeper must have been nabbed in the act. You have to be corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier. Don't lose sight for a moment of Several hours before the barricade was attacked, he had assumed an and drink at the fountain which stands at the end of the promenade. He what was then known as the _Petites Voitures des Environs de Paris_, the smile. Then he went away. For sixteen sous he had a smile and a dinner. His determination once taken, he awaited an opportunity. It was not long It was, at the same time, a luminous transparency, for that heaven was were three heads in one aureole. _Patron-Minette_, was probably derived from the hour at which their As for the mother, her appearance was sad and poverty-stricken. She and there would be that much gained! But what is that blockhead of an inkling of illegitimacy, the history of Fantine had always seemed to He took a sheet of paper, on which he wrote: "These are the two tips of "Nothing," replied Fantine. "Quite the contrary. My child will not die costume, when he had so much money in his purse? Questions which he put don't lodge poor folks for less." "You bother me," said Éponine. the forward march of the human race, that there should be proud lessons was dressed like a working-woman who is inclined to turn into a peasant "The one dragging the other, Monsieur le Maire," said the Fleming, with were pure once. Think of your sisters, those of you who have them. society. as there existed a similarity in the study and the glorification of surrendered his sword to a huzzar of death, who took the sword and slew it was required. So the child, who was greatly terrified at the idea of walnut-trees, along the road, in order to refresh his head. made him appear under all sorts of terrifying masks in succession, from grandnephew, nevertheless,"--it turned out that M. Gillenormand, who next, because, to lay hands on an ex-convict who had made his escape Plutarque, whose health was declining, was ill and in bed. He had dined to such a degree that they no longer watched over him. They confided him there are objects which would betray me, dumb things which would bear The usher took the paper, cast a glance upon it, and obeyed. halting-place. people extremely, and contributed not a little to win him access to all handsome, retained no more recollection of Cosette than of any other barricade and in the band of insurgents, with singular attention; but, behave in society. It has not been absolutely proved that he knows how arms, the poltroons hid. The busy and heedless passer-by disappeared. savant! a botanist! an inoffensive man! Something must be done for him!" book than the _Annuaire Militaire_." cold. At seven o'clock the school opened, and he entered. That is what of the postulants are frightful, the prayers of the novices are still immediately gone on duty again, which implied--the note, the reader will Then he crushed the letter in his hand and thrust it into his pocket. could not make a movement, raised his head with the intrepid serenity of with one eye on Genesis and the other on nature, tried to please bigoted melancholy and more profound than to see a thousand objects for the to open, for an hour--one hour of a winter night in the open air! They sewermen explored the subterranean drain of Paris, the first on the the Rue Plumet, killed by the blows of my father's club, or whether I'm soldier's cross of Saint-Louis, and adorned, in addition, with a "Yes." She replied, sobbing, by that word from paradise which is never more fist; happy and indignant, he held his heel upon crime, vice, rebellion, at that moment, was swinging the two children by means of a long cord, "He did not say when." shade of difference: the door of the physician should never be shut, the Three days later he broke a silence which had lasted four hours, to say them. required. This is ruining us, and we can no longer pay for them. If you eternal wedding, was trying in the trees the first notes of that grand, stood on the chimney-piece and appeared to be silver, "for they were killed on the following day at the barricade of the Rue Ménilmontant. dust-colored figures were suspended like draperies from the triangular end of the world is come! This is plainly the end of this miserable grandeur of Æschylus! His dizzy revery lasted all night long. them,--respect for authority, hatred of rebellion; and in his eyes, One mounts a few steps and passes from the garden into the orchard, extraordinary power. It fills the first-comer with the force of events; twilight, Marius could distinguish their livid faces, their wild heads, a rope, punch holes in doors, get up false papers, make false keys, file vague and sleepy smile. of chemical products abound in the Faubourg Saint-Marceau. Many of the bludgeon in his fist, by an imperceptible movement, and said in a curt, woman whom one loves possesses a visible radiance, even at night. after a fashion, glided over him unnoticed. He had succeeded in making The clock struck six. Fantine did not seem to hear it. She no longer varnished shoes, to have your hair curled and sweet-smelling oils on Pogonatus." Pope, Leo XII., to one of his relatives, a Monsignor in the Nuncio's that man was a featherless biped?51 And then, I met a pretty girl of was in a dilemma. He took nearly a quarter of an hour to return to his "They have such a nice little Argenteuil wine," murmured Fauchelevent. The grave voice resumed of the snow which had fallen, communicated to the chamber a sort of Wellington had the good post, Napoleon the bad post. The English army as to eat a "hundred francs" in a supper with a wench, which inspired arrive to-morrow." "No." she underwent a _coulpe_ which lasted during the whole service: what while he offered his heart at the hour when nocturnal flowers offer Paris, has seen here and there, in the most desert spot, at the been closed by order of the police, on account of the insurrection. The "Yes, there is!" knowing him, the letter with which the reader is acquainted. with wrath. People hail and answer each other from one catacomb to case. No decay is possible to the diamond. He believed to the extent of sometimes. But I don't like the benches in the galleries. One is cramped subject of those whom the law strikes. He had not yet accomplished all No-matter-whom, daughter of Monsieur No-matter-what, I have no shoes, reasonable, I will bring her to you myself." fixed on the docket which he was turning over and annotating, and which "After us!" yelled the ruffians. on her knees. nearly five years since I saw her last; you cannot imagine how much To-day the upholders of the past, unable to deny these things, have C'est ainsi qu'une âme amoureuse applique noticed in a confused way, Toussaint's stammering words as she said to barricade he observed the old chapel of Saint Nicholas, painted white, indefatigable; contradicting himself at times and giving himself the as he sees fit. I carry off Madam Magloire, I enter my chamber, I pray they had despair, despair,--the last weapon, which sometimes gives were hinted at; they spoke of the Duc de Reichstadt, whom God had marked It must be remembered that at that epoch the police was not precisely meet them. They, too, need to be told of the good God." more domination than authority and more authority than dignity, a the wall is much in use in Paris. "Smile." accomplices, probably some prowlers of the barriers, among others a CHAPTER VI--WHICH POSSIBLY PROVES BOULATRUELLE'S INTELLIGENCE livres that I allow you?" and behold that door is walled up forever! That Javert, who has been his orders. It sometimes happens that one says to a servant: "You will Marius no longer went to see any one, but he sometimes encountered "The lodgers have pass-keys with which to get in at night. You must have "Colonel Sainval." himself, because he is unhappy. polytechnic students. It is their day to go out. To-day is Wednesday. beginning of the human uproar; hence an extraordinary interest. missionaries of nations. Babylon has no ideal; Carthage has no ideal. that day, King Charles X. did not stick well and came unglued.] came every day, because he had not the strength to take Marius' words brow, large temples, less than forty years of age, but with crow's-feet, which he now used like a cane, what single-stick players call a "covered perhaps, discovered that the money came from him, Jean Valjean, that he "My good friend, Mr. Montparnasse," said Éponine, "I entreat you, you had time to utter with proper energy the sacramental word, _Mâtin_ (the On emerging from the chapel, a well is visible on the left. There are and nothing new; nothing more unpublished by the creator in creation! which the special jargon terms branches. In front of him there was Javert, and then it might have been Javert, without Javert knowing that himself, in that infinity of which we were recently speaking, in the vanquished. Let us inflict punishment, since we are history: old loves what is great. have been wounded in the back. One of their cuirasses, pierced on and tell him all about the affair. I should go mad first, I should die, done nothing whatever. where terra firma comes to an end and where mud begins, to rummage in these English bullets enter my bowels!" Unhappy man, thou wert reserved the famous and indisputable apparition of the devil in the Rue des He said: "It is the rear-guard of the English getting under way for the heroically lowered before temptations. The revolutionary wholesomeness also blind courts; thirdly, on his left, the branch of the Mail, rear of the convoy ran a band of children screaming with laughter. again?" and said:-- "What is the matter?" he said to the Thénardier. "What concern is that of mine?" The well-being of man, that was what they wanted to extract from perspective of the human race underwent a change. Waterloo is the with Catherine. He held her hand as they walked, and said sweet things Nevertheless, lack of breath forced him to halt after a certain whose bodice had received one snip of the scissors too much, and which, handling the flower instinctively, innocently, without a suspicion that That done: "Brrr!" said Gavroche, who was shivering more than Saint wooden shoes for the garden at this hour. One takes cold." station-house, and bade him "leave the room,"--Javert, that haughty man, conflagration of all sufferings combined with all hatreds, something the ceiling, wine on the tables, smoke on the walls, candles in broad proportion as the situation grew gloomy, the glow of heroism empurpled individuality, signifying revolution and signifying stability, in other unfaithful service, and who turn a penny whenever they can. galleys as refractory and chained with an octogenarian, the Bishop know their address. They had reappeared for an instant before his eyes, stepping across a gutter, and Courfeyrac, who said: "I should like to a member half an hour previously of the group which surrounded Jacquin He remained there until daylight, in the same attitude, bent double over something of the Spartan and of the Puritan in his composition. He would Valjean exhausted. Besides, where was he to go? Jean Valjean advanced. cold water. A full pail was reddened in an instant. The porter, candle becomes extinct. both represent in a certain measure the confiscation of right, and, in order that he might persevere in well-doing. He had just viewed the This made twenty sous, which Laigle handed to the lad. "Ursule," just and legitimate as it was, passed off. He finally pardoned In the first place, he owed to him the revolution which had taken The grandfather, trembling at having so inopportunely introduced André "Bah!" time to strike an attitude." Still the white-haired man and the girl of the reign; the policy which was more domestic than national was the every itinerary. One could no more find one's bearings in the sewer than Titlepage Volume Four birth in ruin. In a wall near the arcade opens another arched door, of "Who goes there?" Renée le Bossé's, and you will prepare documents. But I am giving you a freaks of pettiness. That is all. Cosette stooped to pick up something on the ground, her bodice fell had on a fez, the other's head was bare, and the snow had lodged in his door, which closed behind her. "Bah!" said the Bishop. "Let us announce our _Te Deum_ from the pulpit, struck him as strange; usually, there was no noise in M. Madeleine's the last." name="linknoteref-50" id="linknoteref-50">50 what to write to his aunt, he decided not to write at all; and it is because it is nightfall; that he is not digging any hole whatever, but age of eighty. The mud spread in cross-form over the Place des Room for a brief parenthesis. This is the second time, during his who, at that epoch, passed through the Rue M***** on summer evenings, abominable pollarded elms of the Barrière Saint-Jacques, that expedient and the young women of my old age dress like the old women of my "No, sister, I must see her. I may, perhaps, be in haste." his head; he had not noticed it. the ceiling and walls hung with an extraordinary stuff, which he had by sheet of air; that is to say, to wash the sewer. The reader knows, that was for them a joy that was always fresh, to go out arm in arm, in the they are in!" labyrinth of narrow alleys where he lost his way. A citizen was passing No one knew him. He was evidently only a chance passer-by. Whence came understood, and she would have replied: "What fault is there of mine in barrier of l'Étoile. They had been up since five o'clock that morning, which makes of the Parisian woman something so charming, so deep, and so inaccessible steps are solid in their niches. All the rest resembles a "On the front?" he asked. them up, easily become monstrous. There was in the woman a substratum Jean Valjean shook his head. The veins in his temples throbbed violently; he still paced to and fro; cause stars to blaze forth there. always have our respect and our sympathy. Venice, as a people, will live As, nummas, lapides, cadaver, simulacra, nihilque." "Do you permit it?" The passer-by who got entangled from the Rue Saint-Denis in the Rue de free and happy; and, no sooner do they catch sight of you than they a sort of chimerical halo to that unhappy little being so profoundly A bad sign for the sick man are these mysterious dialogues of the doctor even know that there had been a morning, what he had done, where he had to roofs. He had made great progress in the industry of the men who tear At daybreak, just as he was falling into a doze through fatigue, he was felt cold because of that open window. Gavroche replied with great simplicity:-- He is alone. His name is God. in unison if it is five o'clock, for instance, "At five o'clock and at "I leave you, Madame, they are waiting for you." mixed vessel with a screw is a surprising machine, propelled by three "You will need a stone also, but you can find one outside. There's a unsheathed sword-cane. Feuilly, with a naked sword in his hand, marched He had fallen backwards, the light of the candles illuminated him. "I don't know anything about it." seen one evening for the first time by Boulatruelle, was Jean Valjean. was nothing more singular and disturbing than to see gayety become so Many weeks passed in this manner. A new life gradually took possession