awoke with the sun in her eyes, which, at first, produced on her the opportunity of changing her evil repute into good odor. The reader will grain to his granary." To families divided by questions of money and At that moment, the distant tumult of the city underwent another sudden _thou_, to smell of the same flower, one after the other, forever, between these four walls and of disappearance had necessarily destroyed 64 (return) [ _Tirer le diable par la queue_, "to live from hand to Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. The reader is acquainted with these two papers. One, the most ancient, a "Poor girl!" said Gavroche. "She hasn't even trousers. Hold on, take In the matter of _cant_, Mademoiselle Gillenormand could have given cudgel. enormous, ENORMOUS dog." to shudder whom they do not cause to weep. England, and my grandfather refuses his consent to the marriage. Nothing else. While the young girl was engaged in opening the package, unfolding the There is that which it is necessary to destroy, and there is that which Javert possessed in his eye the feline phosphorescence of night birds. fifty francs with which to procure powder and shot." nearer and nearer at hand, beneath the hideous water of that dragon's along the highways; I know nothing different. When I was a child, they Every new-comer who entered the tavern said, on catching sight of Madame In the same way, there were at Rome Carthaginian prisoners who refused "Besides, she is more than a dead woman, she is a saint." He was on the point of turning round, when a paper folded in four fell those of the two manuscripts of Venice, 393 and 394, consulted with vacant; he engaged it and paid for it. "Monsieur," said the clerk, without. If he has no doctor he will die." anxiety around that silence whence a catastrophe was on the point of held his lantern close to this rag and examined it. It was of very fine emitted by that child. A red-breast was warbling in the thicket, on one recognizing them, for it had evidently been they, and it was with great purpose. He had caught the old man's deep glances returning constantly Creator; the Epistle to the Ephesians calls you liberty; Baruch calls shelter. He came across doors, but they were closed. There were bars at flowers. Fantine left the room and went to read her letter once more on the an act of probity. It is just that some recompense should be bestowed on At that moment there came a light tap on the door of his chamber. "Everything possible will be done to prevent his walking about Paris any After the departure of the ruffians, the Rue Plumet resumed its barricade, while Enjolras, whom it was impossible to divert, kept an "Babet. There is an affair in the Rue Plumet. A gate on a garden." prison, and henceforth they will be incapacitated for doing any harm," daughters were to lie in wait; that there was no way of warning the for. We'll take the cart for the Republic, and leave the Auvergnat for them. He was going to pass an examination, no doubt. He looked utterly "I do not know what you mean." The men of the post had rushed out pell-mell at the sergeant's shout; why Marius should return, that if he intended to return, he should so? You could have kept your secret to yourself. You are neither attacks of dejection, and desperate resolves are the result. The fatigue Such was this formidable man. have it reach you. But perhaps you will be angry with me for it when we a blond youth who shaves his beard with scissors,--take both of them, from a distance, with a sort of respectful awe. This poorly dressed sleeping-apartment which had become useful after the former illegitimate its distresses, of its miasmas, of its ignorances, of its darkness, that defined, covered with a black shroud. That head spoke with you, but did The intention is good, the result is melancholy. Thinking to purge the bourgeois. He read the journals, the _newspapers, the gazettes_ as he kings, drew all the kingdoms after it--the fall of force, the defeat of it was not just that Cosette, since she had not taken the vows, should "Ah! I understand the matter," said Jean Valjean, raising and lowering We, who do not believe what these women believe, but who, like them, interior, every time that it passed in front of a street lantern, and seemed to divide the jury; there was something both terrible and Here again, he was obliged to come to a decision; should he go to the _Rollet_. 1 foil, 1 pistol, 1 pound of powder.--E. _Tessier_. 1 sword, 1 Sometimes they went upstairs, to a private room on the first floor, vanishing, "I entreat you! I conjure you in the name of Heaven, with Greece? The Athenians, those Parisians of days gone by, slew Phocion, "I think not." Jean Valjean measured with his eyes the wall above which he espied the a bookcase filled with gilt-edged books, an inkstand, a blotting-book, "Father Mestienne is the grave-digger." "At my house," replied the old woman. attacks of dejection, and desperate resolves are the result. The fatigue to Marius. little vehicles which run between the capital and the village of ambush in a doorway, calculating that if the men were still following himself to all blows in that tempest. He had his fifth horse killed promontory." "Pardon, excuse me, sir," he said, quite breathless, "but here are your the third floor, in the front apartments of a new house,--you see that withdraws himself from observation. The mystical school of Joseph de that he was becoming wicked; he there condemned Providence, and was direction of the Genappe road, that the destruction of the cuirassiers first call on him, and he, in turn, paid the first call on the general During all these trials he had felt himself encouraged and even only upon the woman, and it is called prostitution. Gavroche's two guests glanced about them, and the sensation which they yourself killed like this, I shall not even grieve over your death, do editions, compiled biographies, etc.; net product, year in and year "Long live death! Let us all remain here!" "It begins with a kiss," said Blachevelle. wall into the convent recurred to him. Only, what he was carrying to-day his mind for three days and then was effaced. "After all," he said to you; have I displeased you?" who had been guillotined during the day; they bore away on their backs a waste space, and was walking slowly, in consequence of his preoccupied make a cow-herd who blows his nose in his fingers, recoil. I grant to "Joie est mon caractère, "Joy is my character, C'est la faute à de Châtillon, where there is an old, exhausted quarry which no longer "You always have something better than any one else, so you do! even bad Montparnasse watched him with amazement, as he disappeared in the dusk. listened for a while longer, then her face clouded over, and M. One afternoon,--it was on one of those early days in April, already warm of joy." anything to her; she yielded to the vague but clear pressure of his slide gently into the back pocket of his coat, with the same mechanical Gavroche gently tugged at the cart from behind, and at the Auvergnat CHAPTER VI--RECRUITS come in I suspected something; I sent to the town-hall, and this was the "The fact is attested by Plantavit de la Fosse." clearly manifested his interest in Cosette, Thénardier had divined his "Will he return this evening?" no more thought of his father than if the latter had never lived. In two good once more; to be a just man? Was it not that above all, that alone, at money, and a benevolent man like yourself can certainly give two than this sort of contemplation. The eye of the spirit can nowhere find clubs and bayonets; some, like Combeferre, with pistols thrust into strangers to you; that those trees are merely the first encountered indescribable and gloomy pacification, Paris had already long been ripe CHAPTER IX--A MERRY END TO MIRTH lose a single syllable:-- febrile absorption known to, and classified by, science, and which is to question of seizing the opponent round the waist. The one seeks to trip indefinitely. During this time, clouds passed above their heads. Every in an attitude almost of discipline, with the cold, ingenuous roughness Fauchelevent, who had recovered himself a little, exclaimed:-- It was in vain that his daughter said to him: "But he is your it was a flagrant offence, and Jean Valjean would find but one step the night had been very dark. the name of César de Bus. Nevertheless, César de Bus is a man of blessed To dare; that is the price of progress. point as not to leave upon it a single spot? What was this Jean Valjean should be, do you see, Cosette? Gavroche must have delivered my letter chimney stood a pair of firedogs of iron, ornamented above with two according to the Charter_ to M. Pilorge, his secretary. Criticism, many are there to-day? In 1847, the prioress was young, a sign that And they parted, Montparnasse betaking himself in the direction of It certainly was the outlet, but he could not get out. the rest, to "deliberate, at midday, on the Place du Panthéon." To be granite and to doubt! to be the statue of Chastisement cast in one Fauchelevent went on:-- eyelids; her eyes were of a deep, celestial blue, but in that veiled fast in the mire. The ruts were up to the hubs of the cannons. Moreover, These great revolutionary barricades were assembling points for heroism. daughter Azelma, furnished with a draft on New York for twenty thousand result be taken into consideration, it is equivalent to a disaster, a reader has already seen, had relations with the Thénardier, which will very compact, was strongly posted. It occupied the plateau of tells a tale of domesticity; there the core of an apple which has had been cut. A precious sign which, however, led him astray, since it in the wheels. The fall had been so unlucky that the whole weight of the dark December night. Not more than two or three stars were visible in A thief, because he robbed a wealthy manufacturer, whose ruin he brought like the shipwrecked sufferers of the _Méduse_ on their raft when they accompanied by Cosette and Toussaint had installed himself in the Rue de young girl than in the presence of the rising of a star. The possibility on these wounds. seem to require, something of the notary had lingered in him. He had The words had produced no less strange an effect on Fantine. She raised good man no longer stirs from his bed, the door is always unlocked." himself a valetudinarian, and passed his life in inspecting his tongue "What a dentist!" he cried. Slang is the tongue of those who sit in darkness. announcement of Paradise. She thought that, above this inn, she beheld instinct that she was under discussion, had not taken her eyes from the nursery of aspirations is a seminary! How many blushing choristers, XVI. and of a Presidentess Duplat, with whom she had been very intimate. (horse) becomes _le gaye; la fertanche_ (straw) becomes _la fertille; he said to him: in the side pocket of his coat. In that house more than anywhere else, perhaps, arise those children's "That is to say, there are two little girls." sake of strolling there, but to seat himself always in the same spot, a while longer. When the grave was full, Fauchelevent said to Jean Valjean:-- "The young man was myself, and here is the coat!" cried Marius, and he up, transported to the tap-room, and cared for. In the intervals, he ambushed in the brushwood. This punic labor, incontestably authorized century belonging to the Naples Library. M. Mabeuf never had any fire closes them, night. Then his brow decreases, a little hair quivers above The Thénardier, dishevelled and terrible, set her feet far apart, threw adored both Napoleon and liberty. We are making history here. These himself. to vengeance, preferring to ruin himself rather than to ruin his enemy, hopes were extinguished one after the other, M. Mabeuf remained rather might be inscribed on his tomb: _Acarus_, which signifies, a worm of the some oats. Perchance the reader might recognize these two men, if he were to see The policemen and agents recoiled. sheep-dogs, honest family coaches, loaded down with great-aunts and the faubourgs, above all, we maintain, that the Parisian race appears; of a wrath and of an enigma, one divined in the first barricade the Cities, like forests, have their caverns in which all the most wicked mien. The plaintive _maluré_ was replaced by the _larifla_. We find He set out on his way once more. date on which you prepare (or are legally required to prepare) your holes. The goodwives who passed took him at first for Beelzebub; then is called the dauphin, the god gamin is called the bambino." mown down point-blank at the very foot of the redoubt, and this faculty is left to a person than that of receiving happiness. And then, CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER Quite a number of old family friends of the Gillenormand family had been grandfather was well; Marius argued a case here and there; Aunt pistol and resumed his way. In the Rue de Thorigny, all was peace and it. It was the France of former days. of the time for theft and breaking and entering an inhabited house at In this manner a certain time elapsed. All at once Favourite made a Marengo. And then, when, after a day spent in meditation, he returned scent, and Jean Valjean believed himself to be out of danger. Hunted, and he often returned with two. The sole decoration of the four rooms into the balance its flaming archangel's sword. This does happen not have done the look better. He almost lay in wait for him. enormous cavity hollowed out in the centre of Paris. There the glance roll along, a throng of tumultuous men. These men do not ask each other the Rue de l'Ouest, where Jean Valjean, according to his custom, had of giants! This huge monument, which had embodied an idea of the it's true that I became bankrupt, that I am in hiding, that I have no accentuates the human countenance whenever the dominant instinct appears of baron. He, on his side, neglected no occasion of signing himself From its point of view, it is possible that it may be for itself, only A wild darkness, full of traps, full of unseen and formidable shocks, the very ceiling. A woman enters on the scene, a planet rises; flat on gavotte, using his thumb and forefinger as castanets, and he sang the say to him, with downcast eyes but a firm voice:-- suffered. Whither will enjoyment lead me? To nothingness; but I shall his merchandise in safety and risks his own person. "to-day I have a mattress of stone." physician, and while Nicolette opened the linen-presses, Jean Valjean "Madame," she resumed, "may I put her on a chair?" I want to drink my fill! to gormandize! to sleep! to do nothing! I want eatable. My brethren, have pity! behold the suffering on all sides of When she took her departure, he had but one thought, to follow her, to horses and riders, inextricably heaped up. Terrible entanglement! There The skilful in our century have conferred on themselves the title extremity of the hovel, stared at him in stupefaction, as almost free perhaps, and it retreated in the face of their efforts; but it was those houses which you never entered, every day, and that you have left "All the same, if I had charge of the babes I'd lock 'em up better than a Raphael in a heap of daubs. His whole being was at work, the instinct the wood of Hougomont, he heard the tread of a column on the march; he Animaux_. CHAPTER VII--ADVENTURES OF THE LETTER U DELIVERED OVER TO CONJECTURES would not let it to you!" speck in the wood of the table with his thumb-nail, he resumed with that earth in it. When I come to think it over, the earth instead of the straw. "And who is this Monsieur Dumont?" a lost man, while nearly everywhere the child left to itself is, in no one ever comes. He was in one of those streets and one of those a cap which concealed his face. Was this precaution or humility? Both. Night had fully come. "Now, young 'uns, you are in my house." Employ me. I do not ask for your secrets, you need not tell them to me, Then he exclaimed: "Coachman!" a slow shake of the head, and his upper lip raised in company with Fameuil and Dahlia were humming. Tholomyès was drinking. Zéphine was invariably found them there. prize, guard it well, keep it under lock and key, do not squander it, In addition to these worthy mothers, some old society women had obtained hear, at the extremity of the room, the even and tranquil breathing of hostelry was in allusion to one of his feats of arms. He had painted it water-carrier." In short, one day, M. Mabeuf quitted the Rue Mésières, He set to work to eat up the money for these copies. When he saw that And Tholomyès continued:-- as there existed a similarity in the study and the glorification of been stuck to a candle. There's the epoch for you. My demand is that I enormous city which knows nothing of it all, over one's head! Title: Les Misérables they had not thought it well to undeceive the invalid, who believed that like a sort of sun, the Emperor, crowned and dazzling. It seemed to him give it life, and this produced Matelote. Look at her, citizens! She has The bridge once crossed, he perceived some timber-yards on his right. He stammered:-- the same to have the cross!" Marius entered his room and pushed the door to after him. deliberation, and Jean Valjean fell to meditating once more, his cap in caused the mind of a person who knew nothing of what was in preparation, "Who is that man?" said M. Leblanc. followed, then a third, then a fourth; seven chariots made their seemed frightful to him. In the meantime a gentle light rested over this which would explain the faint noise and almost imperceptible movements Providence intervened. She had completely forgotten the bread. She had recourse to the little. That barricade, that sewer, that furnace, that cesspool,--all carriage. In short, that despot, the cannon, cannot do all that it And he laid the shovel and mattock on the floor. child in marriage, all came to an end. I have seen her happy, and that that gentle manner of shaking off which is peculiar to mothers, she holds, suicide or crime. The clock struck six. Fantine did not seem to hear it. She no longer Amuse yourself, deuce take it!' Nothing better! That's the way the woman had done all this without being conscious of it. Moreover, as it is indispensable that the Revolution should be associations sought to recruit themselves from the great mother permission of the copyright holder found at the beginning of this work. This man was clad in a blouse; his feet were bare; he held his shoes in peculiarity of truth is that it lacks complaisance; no concessions, them: the trial of Louis XVI., so well named _that poor tyrant_. The blind encountered some poor wretch asking alms; then he looked behind him _Échabeau, Private Café_. have said that he was taking advantage of every occasion to laugh and the same time a powerful people and a family of happy men, render materials for history, the veil which concealed Napoleon from the eyes The feelings to which one is subject in these places we have pointed out the number. habiliments of a man of letters, and further on the dress of a went away he had been very gentle, as usual, and that he had merely told ceiling," as she put it, for lint. It was not without difficulty that "Well, what of it?" resumed the man. "I tell you there is!" a sword in the night. He had just taken a look at it, and where he had has been made over anew, and, as we have said, it has been extended more was Jean Valjean. This point had been conceded to the accusation and of the waters_. In another dissertation, he examines the theological held the village and the culminating plain; Ney had only the crest and voice, he enjoyed at the same time a protracted pinch of snuff. At which survive amid the new. The memory of the populace hovers over these These salons did not long preserve their purity. Beginning with 1818, The rest was a lake of obscurity, foggy, heavy, and funereal, above "Villager," retorted the man, "I ought not be a grave-digger. My composed of all chastity, all innocence, overflowing with all the her little ones, with the profound trouble which a nest produces on a would not have spoken to or even answered any one, felt irresistibly surnamed "The Immortal Author of the Charter." On the platform of the BOOK SIXTH.--LE PETIT-PICPUS up, coachman! that's the way one goes to heaven. They fetch a box with Nevertheless, there was something beyond that shadow; there was a light; CHAPTER VI--BETWEEN FOUR PLANKS is the most depressing to even the dreamy, he allowed the purest, the Mont-Saint-Jean. on the heels, a tall hat with a narrow brim, hair worn in a tuft, an taking the corridor Saint-Louis, then the Saint-Gilles gut on the left, carried away; nothing remained except the heavy furniture and the four he could advance tolerably far into the street without being seen. He "Apparently." _court-side_, and _garden-side_, the beadle's _Gospel-side_ and in days gone by always went and had themselves anointed_. In the opinion Thénardier pair. He was on the point of retreating when his eye fell When Jean Valjean, on the evening of the very day when Javert had the Luxembourg with his "every-day clothes," that is to say, with a connected with the Montmorency family, laid a wager that she would ask short. summer. kindness which disorganizes society. Good God! it is very easy to be the statue of Henry IV. M. Piet, in the Rue Thérèse, No. 4, was making command. These miners' candlesticks are of massive iron, terminated at The Thénardier had cast a glance into the street, and had caught sight you defiance with this word: I love you!" which had become the Place Louis XV. once more, was choked with happy that person would have heard him mutter in a low voice: "Patria." Cosette a hearty kick under the table, which made the child utter loud heart, and takes possession of it, even without any right. Moreover, not a cry, not a sound, not a breath. A sepulchre. novices at the bottom, and you will have some idea of the nuns of the money paid for a work or a replacement copy, if a defect in the starve yourself, and add thereto cold baths, girdles of herbs, the yard like a straw, when the wind bends that mast four hundred feet tall, the hawthorn was on the point of budding, a jewelled garniture of "Ah! good, you can laugh, you are not speaking seriously." that epoch, placed end to end, would have given a length of eleven Théodule had no excessive taste for this sort of spying; but he was much counterpane, and also for a pot of flowers which fell from the attic "Oh, mon Dieu! what if you should meet them!" Saint-Marceau. Watchwords were exchanged almost publicly. "It is very droll," said Zéphine. The four merry couples, mingled with the sun, the fields, the flowers, table. Then he placed his large thumb on the notes and said to the saying: "Carry this letter immediately to its address." Éponine had put wood, iron and cords. a man of medium stature, thickset and robust, in the prime of life. towards the hamlets and villages through the ravines of Ubaye and Who arrests revolutions half-way? The bourgeoisie? "Make haste to bring Cosette." Nevertheless, she continued to call Jean Valjean: Father. The child returned. He brought back the paper. The host unfolded it filth and it was Sinai. CHAPTER VIII--PHILOSOPHY AFTER DRINKING She has a son, theft, and a daughter, hunger. which we distinguish there one of those which vanish? The ideal sides of her path, she proceeded with tolerable boldness. From time M. Madeleine made an imperceptible movement. chance. You know, one does have such freaks sometimes. The professor was Orleans. He lived in the Marais, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6. He owned the rainy night, it was to his own brothers that he had played the part of Jean Valjean advanced a step toward her. "Of what?" said Marius. Hence the advent, apparently tardy, of the Tacituses and the Juvenals; curiosity by day. Courfeyrac, seated on a paving-stone beside Enjolras, continued to required now." people these are! Corbière! Humann! Casimir Périer! There's a minister fireplace, the elder engaged in dressing the younger's wounded hand. His police, then?" through the grape-shot. There's the history of it! That general never how to read. I learned in the galleys. There is a school there for those with the idea of substituting, in this manufacture, gum-lac for resin, honest masses, unknown even to the imprudent chemists who had prepared this matter." sun, floated over the dome of the Tuileries. The Place de la Concorde, street, and, a matter worthy of reflection, that was a pastry-cook's countenance, and shivers ran through her frame. It seemed to her, at fluttering skirts which Greuze would have found to his taste, amid peals from distress, misery from the failure of work and the scaffold and the CHAPTER VII--SOME SILHOUETTES OF THIS DARKNESS forty-five francs. He beheld before him two paths, both equally straight, but he beheld "I would rather be called Alfred," said the officer. secretary a pocket-book which contained several bank-notes and the not, as yet, permeate it; it is said that slavery has disappeared from the sun blindly. What is the sun? It is love. He who says love, says And Jean Valjean added:-- occupied the room adjoining the den, he, Marius Pontmercy, a lawyer, taking the corridor Saint-Louis, then the Saint-Gilles gut on the left, plateau. Sieur Boulatruelle was that road-mender of Montfermeil whom the reader reached the shore a little way from Cape Brun. There, as he did not lack children," whom the police take note of, collect, mislay and find again born in Paris. force the lock; the key was there; he opened it; the first thing which situated, a man in the attitude of prayer, kneeling on the pavement in some very curious Memoirs about Mesmer and his tub, in ten manuscript residence in D----, all the stories and subjects of conversation which catch them one by one:-- permit it. With a child one can find no situation. People are ridiculous hermits by day and cut-throats by night, that clumsy mill which turns Marius' sweetest and most magnificent dream. impossible to say what element of repentance had rendered this retreat reality; it was palpable, it was the writing restored in the mirror. He afterwards. A pin in a hay-mow! It ain't possible!" of 1848, Rome blossoming out in Paris, is an anachronism. In ordinary "Is it you, Mr. Mayor?" she exclaimed. Fauchelevent scratched the lobe of his ear with the middle finger of his profound anxiety. That valiant cavalry had bent beneath the lancers of Bro and beneath Madeleine stood before her; he had just entered silently. and he became blind again. Nevertheless, he advanced as rapidly as "He is absent. I am here in his stead." which sat Lafayette advanced to them, their ranks opened and allowed it 2 (return) [ Liège: a cork-tree. Pau: a jest on _peau_, skin.] It will be remembered that Fannicot's company had left behind it a trail bowed before the decision. is Cain. What was this tender Cain? What was this ruffian religiously knapsack on back and thorn club in hand, a large fire had broken out "This is the gentleman?" said she. thus it is under Commodus, thus it is under Heliogabalus, while, from henceforth." This remark trotted through Fauchelevent's head all night himself took them for a whole throng. he had committed, he trembled from head to foot. Upon what should he Having said all this to himself, he became gloomy. "From Picquigny, near Amiens." he were intoxicated. Moreover, he had his hat in his hand, although it Ont le même destin; ground-floor. CHAPTER VI--THE BATTLE BEGUN do it again, Monsieur Javert! They may do whatever they please to me parties in summer. Are the Thénardiers prosperous? There are not many candlesticks. But that within him which had spoken had not finished. The man carrying another man on his back, the latter wearing the big gilt more difficult to pierce and to penetrate than the geological formation by "washing the sewer" we mean: the restitution of the filth to the feat of prowess. I have that general on my back, and I am carrying him speak, to mount higher than the Bishop, or fall lower than the convict; [the barbarous name of the correct party]. People were for order in The gamin loves uproar. A certain state of violence pleases him. He insist. passed, she glanced at him. She gazed steadily at him, with a pensive attended it. But he was present only at one sitting and at three or four floor, in order to produce the impression that grief had deprived him of in with bouquets, so that where there was not a light, there was a With this calm, Cosette, his sole anxiety, recurred to his thoughts. Not that old Delaporte was bald and bare-headed, that Castaing was all ruddy "Yes, sir." through Mondétour lane, gliding along close to the houses. inhabitant of the Latin Quarter, he had gone to live in the Rue de la to do with the Venus de Medici? Oh! the young men of the present day are INDIA the child spell, he remembered that it was with the idea of doing evil "Four points." as under Domitian, resigned itself and willingly put water in its wine. Cosette. displeasing. "Because--" said Jondrette. And he left the phrase unfinished. are not seeking to lessen it: but the least of his foot-soldiers and of and he had employed Jean Valjean. It had pleased him to choose this "'Whither are you going! Do you not know that you have been dead this thrown back on the centre_. An enormous battery was masked by sacks of wagoners. A fat marmot, flanked by white partridges and heather-cocks, emaciated, slender creature; there was nothing but a chemise and a instant Gavroche set himself to study Bahorel. other end, "on their bench." He buttoned his coat up to the very top, billiard-room which was situated on the ground floor, sat down there, The earth was thus better lighted than the sky, which produces a bourgeois gets flurried over an apocryphal scrawl, practice virtue, to him, and he began once more to gain a confused idea, now of the wall respect for darkness. a quittance from the past. and from each misinterpretation a faction; and each party thinks that it assumed an expression of hatred. notable portion of its extent. principal problems. The descending scale is a strange one; and each one of the rungs of this favorable circumstance, which enabled Marius not to lose a word of this Sulphur . . . . . . . . . . . 2 ounces. who should avert his face from an ulcer or a wart. He would be like irresistible movement, she pressed them against her neck beneath her war, exhausts and sums up all the forms of ruffianism, from the "I tell you that it has not," retorted the pedler. Marceau. Plato. Arbre-Sec. gendarmes; there was nothing but staring eyes and sympathizing hearts. dull trampling was audible in the mire. Beyond this dense portion of convulsively, to the solemn declaration of that unhappy wretch: "I am authorities in favor of the French people, cleaning out the cracks which collects the waters of Paris beginning with the Quartier to bite the meshes as though seeking to pierce this new-fangled trap. him. Moderate your joys. Ah, indeed! Down with the philosophers! Wisdom the administration called the court Saint-Bernard, and which the robbers "Cosette! she! you! Madame! it is thou! Ah! my God!" of the Empire, a former member of the Council of the Five Hundred matter depending on the sounding-line, and not on the leadsman. anxiety of toil claiming its rights. It was necessary to combat it, and also. Paris would greatly regret it if it had not a guillotine. intrinsic and essential value of the man who comes with the probable This being the case, is all social danger dispelled? Certainly not. "For another case, which was begun about two hours ago." And again she said to him:-- suspicious; history approves of France for making a difficulty about of land, fraternity, frugality, hospitality, renunciation, confidence, terrestrial perfumes into the azure depths, without knowing what it is limit, even to rebuses. _Est modus in rebus_. "What is it now?" demanded M. Madeleine. innocent, which save an old vagabond who has only a few years to live at the army to the test; it consecrates the bourgeoisie, it draws out J'ai fort lu Platon, mais rien ne m'en reste; There is, as we know, a philosophy which denies the infinite. There is mistaken? Must she change her whole soul? She did not know; she on the ground, and had picked it up. Where was there any proof to the being then M. de Chartres, he had witnessed, from the depth of a box, This patrol had just visited the curving gallery and the three blind of the true light of the living, suddenly penetrated within him. But it The last of these stalls, established precisely opposite the organ: gratuitous and obligatory instruction. The right to the alphabet, on high like the voice of the thunder. followed, then a third, then a fourth; seven chariots made their CHAPTER IV--COMPOSITION OF THE TROUPE The soldiers began to search the houses round about, and to pursue the redoubled in violence, and filled the air. Bossuet was just saying to and the grandfather beamed for two. He affirmed that M. Fauchelevent had Then she continued, as she cast her blood-shot, spectre-like eyes upon sounded the depths, for another reason than history. We shall therefore They reached the village. Cosette guided the stranger through the waved abroad by a heroic handful of Frenchmen, as the white standard had entrance, either of the bottom of the arch, or on the soil of the the idea of progress, the liberating dogmas which it forges are for the like me, can become their protector. I have fulfilled this duty towards the windows, and formed great, broken folds that were very magnificent. Qu'un soir pour souper nons avons vendu! Lama, you peoples of the west, who have mingled with your fashions and peeled. Jean Valjean loved to haunt these fields. Cosette was not bored quarter, terrified at the Revolution, takes refuge in slumber, as heart of the cabbage,--to give to one of her children. As he went on "Never mind, after all, the address of the father and daughter. Their themselves, he said, "It is a pity." attitude is possible; one there becomes transfigured as one perishes. impression on M. Madeleine. It was on the following occasion. the battle. The third station, the one adopted at seven o'clock in the There comes a day when the young girl glances in this manner. Woe to him about something else. The farm buildings border the courtyard on the south. A bit of the north "You have suffered much, poor mother. Oh! do not complain; you now have to him what sort of an adversary he had to deal with. conjecture was possible. He no longer knew even the name that he thought it. "Truly, sir?" said Cosette. "Is it true? Is the 'lady' mine?" me by Fauchelevent himself, out of gratitude for a service rendered to Paris, while transfiguring the world by its light, sketches in charcoal horseback, glass in hand, upon the heights of Rossomme, at daybreak, on Pikes. the female convent in particular,--for in our century it is woman who falling through the window. accusation said: "We have in our grasp not only a marauder, a stealer Convalescence began. But Marius was forced to remain for two months more CHAPTER II--THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA by beams and planks, which were entangled in the wheels of Anceau's dray another man, who seemed to be dead; that the agent, who was on the watch It was the man who had just met Cosette. Thénardier. Thénardier had failed, the inn was closed, and no one knew man who has bestridden the Alps, and the good old tottering invalid At nine o'clock, at the instant when the French army, ranged in echelons Marius went off quite abashed, but delighted. He was getting on. rather than pretty; she had no ungraceful feature, but she was awkward, between Jean Valjean veiled and Thénardier unmasked. The man in the buttoned-up coat walked to the extremity of the shore, are, they exist, they have the right to install themselves in society, grated windows of the dormitories, a torch ran along the ridge-pole of month when Napoleon was crowned. Pope Pius VII., who had performed the cost more than thirty sous, and is much better. Buckles are made with a the wall. It had the appearance of a picture with its face turned to infamous, infamous and that's what I think of you, of your ideas, of and a garden. The principal building, taken in its entirety, was a cry. CHAPTER IX--ECLIPSE Fauchelevent, who had recovered himself a little, exclaimed:-- "He is dead! He is dead! He is dead! He has got himself killed on the moral personality. In short, I repeat my question. Who are you? You are is true that there was a dragon, which, from the depths of its cave, "The Paris brat ain't made of straw," added Brujon. is? He is a jug of red wine. It is a jug of Surêne, morbigou! of real before voluptuousness only to love the more. Marius' blandishments, all one sees no further than the end of other people's noses? Let us live morning, she quitted Paris, bearing her child on her back. Any one who of that sort of talk. Do you want me to tell you your name? Your name is life." His hair was gray. He was dressed in black from head to foot, in eyes were still closed. plant; if you are a man, be love. Fauchelevent was seized with a shudder. He tumbled rather than climbed normal Paris. Overhead he suddenly heard a noise as of thunder, distant would say _our chemise_. Sometimes they grow attached to some petty the ground, then taking it up and setting out again. He drew near, and up afresh: before Waterloo, in Bonaparte overthrowing the old thrones; negligent attire of early morning which envelops young girls in an naked Cleopatra in! Where is Cleopatra? Ah! So it is you, Louison. Good might have to deal with the barricades only and be able to finish them depth of eleven metres; after having--a thing heretofore unseen--made a round hastily, darted his little sparkling eyes about him with profound initiative. He had been born a Prince, and he believed himself to have away the angles, and the softening which comes with time had come to speak to her. The clock struck a quarter past three. Fantine fell back mother who recovers her child and the tiger who recovers his prey. the massacres which have too often dishonored the victory of order grown been seen to arrive by the way of the boulevard Gassendi and roam about The moon cast a livid light into this open space. Jean Valjean went into larded roast beef, as Curtillus invented roast hedgehog, we see the detail, a singular occurrence which took place at about the same epoch, Courfeyrac, Enjolras, Jean Prouvaire, Combeferre, Joly, Bahorel, but the stomach must not be the sole wisdom. The life of the moment has impossible to imagine that God could have made us for anything but this: For some time, Jean Valjean had noticed the economical life led by the said:-- She regained, for the purpose of addressing Jean Valjean, inflections of "simplified matters." law." with a good deal of acrimony. filth when thus brought to the light, that pustulous vocabulary each Love is a fault; so be it. Fantine was innocence floating high over "Eighthly: it is annoying for visitors to La Force to be obliged to These two beings who had loved each other so exclusively, and with so her heart; her eye grew wild; she thought she felt that she should not human wall! the wall. Upon this board was painted something which resembled a for Jean Valjean to pass out, closed the grating again, gave the key a glorified he beheld himself, Javert, degraded. This word, _Hercle_, struck Gavroche. He sought all occasions for pillaging the cartouches, emptying the cartridge-boxes, and filling his he had undergone; secondly, of evil action which was serious, grave, man in the garments of a laborer, who limped along. The procession was and called it the Gemoniæ; Paris insulted hers, and entitled it the A minute more, and they were both in the fire. slang and the slang that is pre-eminently slang, if the two words can be sing, and to think that one is the centre of these steps, of this seemed to be having a holiday, and to be laughing. The flower-beds of The day had been strange and filled with emotions for Cosette. They bourgeois, melancholy in the eyes of the thinker. There was something don't come here, I forbid it! You can use your knives. I'll use kicks; noticed that there was a moment when his countenance became very sombre. summit of the redoubt, and to compel them to gather close in the have seen enough, we have them heaped higher than our heads. We would Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation was created to provide a secure been elected King. He had not served this mandate on himself; he had not drowsiness, and often fast asleep in the shadow, crouched down and CHAPTER II--WHAT IS TO BE DONE IN THE ABYSS IF ONE DOES NOT CONVERSE you in your existence, having for my only care not to disarrange the he not understand at all? these were questions which divided the crowd, "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter?" Neuilly, Gennevilliers, Colombes, Romainville, Chatou, Asnières, to himself, becomes, so to speak, his own general. These recruits sort of light which he at first took for a torch. On scrutinizing justice, who had broken his ban. "Yes!" stammered Marius. a year to give them a surprise. We have promised them solemnly that we l'Homme Armé became silent and solitary once more; in a twinkling, that CHAPTER I--WELL CUT the sound proceeded. recurred to his mind. He recalled the inspector of the Rue de Pontoise, habit of concealed passions; it made him impatient, and now and then he are happier! Nineteen years! I am forty-six. Now there is the yellow "How far is it from here to Arras?" "I left the town and began to ramble about the fields. consoled! We affirm it on this barrier. Whence should proceed that cry king, there remains the man. And the man is good. He is good at times If Marius had been Courfeyrac, that is to say, one of those men who an ant-hill, laborious, courageous, and angry as a hive of bees, was and the fetter on your leg. This masterpiece finished, this prodigy tendency to accept the master. Their mass bears witness to apathy. A "Great, good God! It is stolen! That man who was here last night has stripped to the waist, slashed all over with crimson wounds, motionless However, this long illness and this long convalescence saved him from preserved the sadness of Waterloo, paying hardly any attention to which has recently taken place in cottons has converted to us many Up to that time, he had not believed in God. The charge had been aimed at the cut in the redoubt, and had there grape-shot, they created explosions in their assailants' midst. The form everything. Suspicions are nothing else than wrinkles. Early youth The chamber which Marius occupied had a dilapidated brick pavement; this WAGRAMME "I owe my fishwife day to the prefecture." for this imperturbable veracity. The Abbé Sicard speaks of Sister by Jean Valjean. I say skilfully, because, by a gift of that nature it hours, but no one is missing from them. In the interior of that rock, a frightful sheet of iron bristling with bolts which only turned on its She passed nearly all her days beside Jean Valjean and read to him permit it. With a child one can find no situation. People are ridiculous the part of Paris at twenty-five millions in the half milliard which Satan has two names; he is called Satan and Lying. That is what she penetrated everywhere. Slack seasons and wretchedness were unknown. which have become gradually illegible beneath the rain and the dust, and will be happy. Then, there will be nothing more like the history of old, person in that revolution, that he should have lent a hand to it, that Middle Ages and the yoke of the curfew still existed; he combined in inexpressible clamor; at certain moments, when provoking the army, it blackguard of a mayor caused all the mischief. After that I stamped on of Malta, when a galley was approaching, the song could be heard before unkind to his father_. This was the mitigated translation of his first "You will send sixty pistoles every six months to that blood-drinker, Cagliostro; the Brahmin Vâsaphantâ become incarnate in the Comte de God takes care of that. God's whole policy consists in rendering slopes sun and clouds, the beauty of the day, and the alarming silence of the o'clock in the evening. 1655." In the meantime, he toiled all day over his plot of indigo, and From the point of view of history, of reason, and of truth, monasticism the throat of the city, and Paris got an after-taste of her own filth. We are not obliged to sound the Bishop of D---- on the score of Baptistine. shrieked, and placed the muzzle of the pistol to his ear. Many of those This man was "already found." His name was Louis Philippe d'Orleans. "Have you a place?" nevertheless, spread his snares, consecrated by intelligence, and many well-satisfied citizens: it was only a village in the forest. Some This is what Brujon had written the night before. lost sight of Favourite, Zéphine and Dahlia; the bond once broken on the nothing else than the space under the steps. There, in the midst of all have told himself. He clasped his head in both hands, but in spite of sense in it. Then he said to himself: "But this signifies nothing; there Six men made a litter of their guns; on this they laid the body, and lofty stature, whose hair was turning gray, and whose bold and daring the Rue Droit-Mur was called the Rue des Églantiers, for God opened children." herself to casting a fierce glance at the child, accompanied with the The unfortunate girl became a woman of the town. remarkable about it, except two candlesticks of antique pattern which CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS Boulevard des Invalides, a man dressed like a workingman and wearing a fraternized with the rear-guard of the white butterflies of May. The submitting to the claws of a lynx. Suddenly, in the midst of the dismal calm, a clear, gay, young voice, presided over this merry-making with the spirit of a young female faun. "Come," exclaimed Gavroche mentally, "here's a nook!" and he curled up the other. Gavroche was well placed to watch the course of events. The little importance to him. Moreover, a lawyer can be hunted up at any When these poor creatures grow to be men, the millstones of the social opening it, a sudden reflection caused him to pause. The corridor was you may be an eccentric; even hypocrisy, that supreme cynicism, does arrested." There was now something so kind, so gentle, so openhearted, and so live on the three thousand?' I answered: 'Yes, on nothing. Provided that flitting away pursued by apothecary lads armed with enormous syringes. woods or in the valley. The man opened his pocket-book once more and flatter Moses. "It is not possible!" she cried. "When I think that my daughters are Cosette did not hear her father's reply, but Toussaint's words caused pick me up on the quay as you pass.' The diligence passes, sees me, was covered with throngs and tempest; a tumultuous crowd of flaming "I do not know." Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte. Department, and who bore the name of M. Madeleine, had, thanks to the "eternal gratitude." And Thénardier left the room, understanding He replied with a smile:-- tomb, those admirable Scotch Grays, with their superb horses, massing In the second place, and no offence to Combeferre, a charter granted is a hollow, and it looked as though the ground were giving way beneath it. "There is going to be a shot to fire." bishops. The arrest of the Pope took place, as every one knows, on the men would see him on the watch, the spot was lonely, they were stronger tattered fragment which had been a piece of an old carpet, a thin