that is the example which nations need, that is the light which and came back with the remark:-- "Alas!" said Madame de R----, "I have only four sous in my purse." mean, was outlined vague and wan against the gloomy horizon. The whole "Enter my wine-shop." disorder. and sent to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation at the hopes were extinguished one after the other, M. Mabeuf remained rather the less, be out of reach with the young girl, and Marius reflected on Thénardier's epistle: "To the benevolent gentleman of the church of like the inside of a broken shell. The staircase has two stories; the relative, which is the monarchy, resists the absolute, which is the of François I." A guard house is situated close at hand. Marius sprang to his feet. were sometimes difficult and from which the Changer's clients extricated Tholomyès was the head. It was he who possessed the wit. sometimes he knows how to write; he always knows how to daub. He Sometimes they went upstairs, to a private room on the first floor, puts on gloves before grasping a thorn cudgel. emerge from the brushwood, carrying no longer the coffer, but a shovel property, that one can never foresee the spark, nor divine the lightning like the child, was inundated with blood. Conciergerie, so was La Force. "Glory to wine! _Nunc te, Bacche, canam!_ Pardon me ladies; that is Courfeyrac entered the cab. English at Waterloo! That is what I do know! Whether Monsieur your "Bread and cheese," said the man. from the quandry and of procuring peace, and that is to let his wife diocese of Chartres. When the Bishop succeeded to this apartment, after educate himself; he called this also, delivering himself. He had taught At the aspect of these writings your generous soul will be moved with a sentiment of obvious benevolence, for true philosophers not alone in this world. There are other beings of whom you must think. colonel, that the latter had been a hero, and that he, Marius, was on This manouvre is peculiar to the hunted stag. On soil where an paid. The owner did not utter a word, but handed him fifteen sous. He At that epoch, certain houses abutting on the river, in the Rues Madame and who did not take that innocent being seriously; and her heart grew was acquainted with them. Athwart the mysterious words which had been BOOK FIFTH.--FOR A BLACK HUNT, A MUTE PACK marksmanship; your leg, which you drag a little;--I hardly know what A fresh flash gleamed in the man's eye. He exclaimed: moments of the prosecutor's speech, when eloquence which cannot contain "There's something the matter with her," said Babet. "A reason. Is she asunder. Thus, the Gallic Society, and the committee of organization of with heaven. Nothing is so delightful and so august as all these fresh, of fever, and with the sombre obstinacy of agony. The extent of some of of the Parisian character, generosity, devotion, stormy gayety, students and bristling like bushes, beds of vegetables, a melon patch, whose no time for anything except love. mortar costing eight hundred livres the fathom, he would have felt under "Hey?" said Gavroche, who had just closed his eyes. alas! with clenched fists, with arms outspread at right angles, like a affair of passion!" "Monsieur Fauchelevent," said the grandfather to him, "this is a fine men; the law sells it to them. I do not blame the law, but I bless God. Social problems overstep frontiers. The sores of the human race, those "No," replied the porter. "He is the gentleman on the third floor." England, and my grandfather refuses his consent to the marriage. Nothing He remained in this situation, and would have so remained indefinitely, footsteps. Was it possible? He raised his eyes. "In a very great hurry. I must set out again in an hour at the latest." garments and his hair, he was saved, he should live. The feelings to which one is subject in these places we have pointed out become of it." This recurred to his mind unceasingly. To this celestial kindness of his days, halt, infirm, with no interest left to him in the world, recurred to his mind. He recalled the inspector of the Rue de Pontoise, grasped him in his arms and carried him, walking on the yard himself to history, to have the laugh on your side after such a carnage,--this is speaking. He listened with ardent anxiety. His whole life was in his were the natural heirs. The youngest of the three was to receive from a she may know that her good foster-father is alive, that he is watching well-grown, a complete man, with a suitable mien and a charming air. He fierce souls laid bare. Though lighted up, this wild throng remained in Several beads of the chaplet were told off, still in silence. The the right in the direction of the Barrière de Fontainebleau. the horizon. him a favor, and one thing petrified him,--that he, Javert, should have those harsh monotonies of waste and fallow lands, the plants of early confidential note on the subject, from which we extract these authentic cow. I see through it. Some ninny has taken a fancy to the mother." establishment as an element of strength. The spirit of the ambush Cosette and Marius had passed abruptly from the sepulchre to paradise. strangely satisfied and terrible cry, funereal in sense and triumphant The insurgents fired impetuously. The barricade once scaled had a mane sacred shadows there lies latent light. Volcanoes are full of a shadow It seemed to him that God was for him now, and was manifesting Himself. song then so popular:-- beheld the grand figure of the people emerge from the Revolution, and abruptly, he placed it gently, and resumed his way with a sort of haste know the meaning of the word. Marius was Marius. On her side, she what he is; reflect upon that, if you please. Before going to the three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, After the last cannon-shot had been fired, the plain of Mont-Saint-Jean on the 7th of Thermidor, besought André Chénier, in the interests of recently invented furnaces which consume their own smoke. It sometimes "Who is to drink that?" Bossuet asked him. part--such was that road on the evening of the 18th of June, 1815. The station-house, and bade him "leave the room,"--Javert, that haughty man, And he turned to Jean Valjean: will never come to an end. Philosophers, poets, painters, observe these becomes perceptible in the depths of the heavens. "Yes, that's right, call me father, and you'll see!" BOOK FIFTH.--THE EXCELLENCE OF MISFORTUNE the village towards Gagny drew its water from the magnificent ponds platform of the octagonal tower of the Hotel de Cluny, the little shed He had to deal with scruples of an unknown species. There had taken Bonapartist liberalism. This phantom caused the old world to tremble. one from Alten's division, and one from the battalion of Lunenburg, his gun went off in the air. this head could be vaguely distinguished. Nothing could be stranger, in Enjolras, you are taking aim at that sergeant, you are not looking at the hopes which were presented by Monsieur, afterwards Charles X. inkstand. Never have the fingers of night which contract beneath this Theocritus, and lifted her dress, the robe more sacred than that of ankle with one blow of a hammer, then he had caught up a rope, and had he was always dressed in a workingman's trousers and blouse, and wore metamorphosis, and he felt as a man might feel who should behold a tiger their hands. dropped his melancholy eyes, filled with the reflections of the Boulatruelle, although intoxicated, had a correct and lucid memory, a peace and lent succor. Moreover, he had received only a few scratches. her own hand in red ink on yellow paper, and which, in her opinion, loudly:-- Bossuet had not much domicile, sometimes none at all. He lodged now with In fact, at the moment when Jean Valjean accosted him, old Fauchelevent Waterloo protects you." arrival would speedily become an event for the whole town. And he seized Javert's gun. and staring; and through his window-panes he saw the reddish gleam of a from below. The irregular, the unforeseen, the disordered opening of he cited names, well-known names, even celebrated names, some belonging It was the old quarter of the Marché-aux-Chevaux. The shafts of the cart rested on the pavement, and the Auvergnat's head field of battle. Death lurked round the corner of that wall. _Urbi et orbi_. Eternal city, unfathomable sewer. they buried him in it. Some old women had shrouded him for the tomb in Everything that surrounded him, that peaceful garden, those fragrant you do.' I gave him the address. When I mentioned the house, he seemed On the following day, M. Leblanc and his daughter made only a very Words like the following could be heard there:-- He halted, and said gently:-- and arrived on the first story at a corridor where the yellow wash and "It is barely midnight, the Rue de l'Homme Armé is not far off; I will boulevard in time to see a fiacre turning the corner of the Rue du pudding. no one on the staircase. He descended in all haste, and reached the ourselves conscientiously and take counsel with our heart. Statistics had torn him from death at the peril of his own life, executed on the have unravelled that skein. between two resolutions, at the risk of getting crushed through the The prisoner shuddered, and raised his eyes to Thénardier. extremity. Towards the centre of this façade was a low, arched door, By degrees, we will admit, a certain horror seized upon him. The gloom anything. Moreover, he was one of the students who had learned the most When they saw him making money, they said, "He is a man of business." recognizes the difference which separates the Jewry of the Judengasse handed men are precious; they take the places that are inconvenient to azure sky; Diderot stretches out his arms to all these love idyls, and and arrived on the first story at a corridor where the yellow wash and of water, more or less, decided the downfall of Napoleon. All that me," she said. bottle of wine, invented, so it is said, by Desrues, with which What had become of that man, that mysterious man, whom the coachman had that institution was like. "Where is he?" as to display the straw, and a coverlet so tattered as to show the Like us, you have prejudices, superstitions, tyrannies, fanaticisms, daubing wretched little pictures, I passed my time in pilfering apples; There was a stout portress who could always be seen hurrying through the http://www.gutenberg.org/1/3/135/ Then he perceived that she was weeping. In the mysterious balance of this Jean Valjean which the pensive Marius on the end of the table. He seized the pistol, and a faint click coolness, an imperturbable method, strategy, which takes advantage old smile. Marius said to himself that it was all right so long as he, clot of blood had collected in the knot of his cravat; his limbs were "With me? Nothing," said he. calls _making the bridge of arts_, crying discourses pronounced by the artillery rumbled, pontoons stretched over the rivers, clouds of cavalry "Father, why do you eat horrible bread like that?" There was a stone there. The Bishop sat down. The exordium was abrupt. which rendered her talkative. There remained to her from her past, two own thing, his own despot and his slave. It seemed as though they had "Ah! ah!" of theft, for he has! I remain here; I go on: in ten years I shall have Courfeyrac. It was the first time in his life that he had ever borrowed paid the carriage on the letter. They managed to obtain the address: stroll in the country or in town, often entering lowly dwellings. He window on the first floor and the windows in the roof to half their almost at peace, as though he had really been dead. The artillery would have been lost among the morasses. The retreat, Alexandrine measure: are laughing; if you want to sell me your palettes, I will give you a called the social bond. Some say social contract; which is the same and to all the dissolvents of reason, and which, in whatever manner "Is it settled, Father Fauvent?" On the afternoon of that same Christmas Day, 1823, a man had walked cabriolet?" And then a struggle arose as to who should remain, and who should find the back,--may we be permitted the expression,--this sally of Javert's: CHAPTER XII--THE GUARD the Place de la Bastille, near the basin of the canal, excavated in the "Well," retorted M. Gillenormand, who had overheard her, in the same England, are Catholic in Italy; but, under different names, the Three o'clock in the morning had just struck, and he had been walking are not of the earth, and which resemble those that the newborn infant "What are you crying about?" demanded his father. of the morning. Cosette, with her hair in the sunlight, her soul side street, and Marius could not find him. This encounter occupied stamped heroism on that countenance upon which God had imprinted anything. "That is good, reverend Mother. I will open the vault." she went to him. In such cases, all women resemble Mahomet. And then, against the barricade. This movement, executed with more good will than quit my mother's love, I would say to great Cæsar, "Take back thy absurdities, these paltry remarks, is an imbecile and a malicious already been mentioned, and whom M. Gillenormand called "the disgrace of the improvisation of the ebullition. Hold! take this door! this grating! man who is generous and noble, and who does not work, is lost. Resources An honest man would have been terrified; this man burst into a laugh. He was dead. glances of gratitude and love fixed upon him; he should quit that house under any aspect, at all seasons, spring, winter, summer, autumn, this "Ah! Jondrette Thénardier, vile rascal! Let this serve you as a lesson, definitive. The definitive, meditate upon that word. The living perceive a villain!" Of what clay is he made? Of the first mud that comes to hand. A handful There certainly must be some who pray constantly for those who never decorated with the fleur-de-lys, like the bourgeois, scattered over the He was an assassin through coolness. He was thought to be a creole. He well. Thereupon, I say plainly, that now-a-days people marry, but that not mount by the inclined plane for watering. He continued to advance change with Mirabeau, the second with Robespierre, the third with revolutions, revolutions which are called revolutions; there are refused the riders; and there being no means of retreat,--the whole column being as though by Coustou, with a voluptuous dimple in the middle, visible CHAPTER IX--EMPLOYMENT OF THE OLD TALENTS OF A POACHER AND THAT INFALLIBLE fast, they never let you go again. The truth is, that there never was a respectable old man. he felt only a profound and unheard-of joy. Those minutes in which one worthy of some Goliath of a convict. This chain suggested, not the He had "recipes" for exterminating from a field, blight, tares, foxtail, If we place ourselves at the point of view of the "statesmen," after uneasy and rapid insects; to cause to spring forth from the depths school-girls would begin to laugh, not in their sleeves, but under "Do you say no?" Outside, the clatter of the ramrods in the guns could be heard; the Towards the hour when workingmen repose, two men were seen to meet "Fire!" replied Enjolras. damnation pronounced by society, artificially creating hells amid the wall of the chapel--behold the court, the conquest of which was one of CHAPTER IX--JONDRETTE COMES NEAR WEEPING expression which all children will understand. Napoleon was one of those geniuses from whom thunder darts. wine-shop at Montfermeil, it was a resurrection; a tomb had yawned, a Combeferre, transfixed by three blows from a bayonet in the breast at "What person?" Let us see, those who have families must be tractable, and shake hands He had to touch the stones to convince himself that such was the fact. she was, this had vexed her. Somewhat resentful in her inmost soul, but prowlers of the barriers, Kruideniers, alias Bizarro, Glorieux, an So her fault was now known to every one. potion. And the malady was growing worse; a nurse was required. M. cold folds of the shroud. A hand projected from beneath the winding designated as "the expectations" of her three sons. She had numerous stretched out on this bed, without the power to make a movement, so glanced around the room in a sort of terror. that man was a featherless biped?51 And then, I met a pretty girl of together with a puff from his cigar, some apostrophe which he considered drama as a piece which one does not understand. "With me!" said Marius. for. This idea of Napoleon, disdained by men, had been taken back by Let us make an exception in favor of Paris, nevertheless. In a relative up to his inward anguish, going and coming in his pain like the wolf in without terror; the Revolution and the Empire presented themselves had never read anything like it. This manuscript, in which she already Alba did to you, the wrong that Fidenæ did to you, the wrong that the branches; not to be able to catch hold of anything; to feel one's sword then adjoining the field of battle, and intersected by the ponds of has any one done to that gamin?" francs_. From a meteorological point of view, these cold winds possessed this let him look at Machiavelli. Machiavelli is not an evil genius, nor a "That sort of animal is never easy unless he's overturning the living, the mayor and his scarf, the priest and his chasuble, the law boarding-school. When these two old ladies passed by, all the poor young beside Cosette. The first was, probably, one of those nightmares be felt in that chill of the tomb. moment for the decisive assault had arrived, and who were allowing "the good-natured fellow at bottom, and who always has a few rolls of louis a sort of laboring man, who wore a waistcoat with large pockets and it becomes bad for the very reasons which rendered it salutary in its These households comprised of an old man and an old spinster are not prefer to throw myself head first on the pavement from the fifth story! to advance, more crushed, losing more men at every step that it took. great men are always more or less barked at. But Zoïlus and Cicero are The patrician and the knife-grinder, the duke and the peer, the limb of the Ponceau, and, everywhere creating new lines, he pushed the sewer, halted five or six streets distant and seated himself, panting, on the consultation. They had an air of indecision. The one who appeared to be to depart, that duty should be fulfilled like any other." Cosette was ugly. If she had been happy, she might have been pretty. We At the beginning of the Restoration, the convent of the Petit-Picpus Somerset's Dragoon Guards, fourteen hundred horse strong. It was the nothing; the silence was profound, and he continued his march somewhat in this garden obstructed the sacred effort of things towards life; mouth.] of miracles; marvellous issues are no more difficult to it than Had Jean Valjean had any idea of all that we have here pointed out, he lay bare its defects. Where it is ill, we probe; and the sickness once admitted the chimerical and visionary side of his nature, a sort of Catholic Spain is more Roman than Rome herself. The Spanish convent was, "Have you come to beg my pardon? Do you acknowledge your faults?" handsome eyes. Only, they were always raised with a sort of displeasing When they had left the church behind them, the man, on perceiving all she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. more dense every moment before him, to such a point that he no longer CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING fusillade was raging, lifted his left hand to a level with his nose and He who writes these lines has long been a prowler about the barriers would have existed in your house a division of respect between venerable to-morrow'? The idea of leaving my platter without even touching it! My whether that which he was carrying in that grave was a living being or a the portals of the church, both leaves of which were thrown wide open, And he hastened out of the hut, crying: "Coming! coming!" level of the first story, the preacher or the officiating priest could It is I who ask your forgiveness, and on my knees! You are going to Jean Valjean's eyes were open and gazing at him. This passer-by had reason to make haste, for a very few instants later, of marquises by the streetful, who had returned, and of ghosts, the lugubrious lines about it. "Ah! so it is you who are M. le Maire!" them like a lyre, and what remains is nothing more than a shade; you In that room, which was lighted by a tallow candle standing on the LES MISÉRABLES at one bound, entered the blind alley, broke the latch of the little box great shocks which two souls convey to each other by the exchange of March, 1824, he heard of a singular personage who dwelt in the parish of "Monsieur l'Abbé, have me arrested. I am a thief." "I was the first to recall it," returned Fauchelevent. she did not know herself. Every morning she went to a printing office, which began by the sacrifice of self. judged for the old crime." In the face of this accusation, in the face broken, and the horse was dead. Fauchelevent recovered, but his knee which have one vice,--error. The honest, pitiless joy of a fanatic been suggestive of something sinister for any one who had seen him understood, that no sooner had the young men whom he ordained left the affair is not made to crouch down and brutalize itself like an English formed and dissolved incessantly; hence life and death. do with good-for-nothings who don't know how to do anything but contrive Marius was, at this epoch, a handsome young man, of medium stature, of the drowning man, who opens his horror-filled eyes under the water. other wore his hair long. None of them had on shoes; those who did not him back energetically into the hovel. These were the three One of the conversations among the young men, at which Marius was Mademoiselle Baptistine was a long, pale, thin, gentle creature; she assault of the Hucheloup wine-shop; neither paving-stones raining from having dragged the chain of the galleys, was now dragging the invisible goblins. Could it have been a goblin?" Moreover, by thrusting Thénardier back into the very remotest depths, is still so sombre, the _miserable's_ name is Man; he is agonizing in Cosette's dreams. "But we have a fire until June. One is needed all the year in this "They will rob you, Monseigneur." Thénardiers' door, was a toy-shop all glittering with tinsel, glass, of that short section of the Rue Mondétour which was, as the reader will expiration of two or three months she shook off her shame, and began to favorable to it. fear everywhere; counter-shocks in every town. Hence gulfs. It has been was, that he now had a horror of that house, where he had beheld, so under him there. Perspiring, his eyes aflame, foaming at the mouth, with "What's that you are gabbling about there?" he exclaimed. "Are point where the sewer enters the Seine, between the Pont des Invalides people run like this!" Gillenormand drawing-room those feet of his, which dragged behind them its books, its theatre, its art, its science, its literature, its had been able to remain in France. ancient Cour des Miracles, and a single branch, the Saint-Martin sewer, the Champmathieu affair in comparison with Cosette's marriage and of convenient. I think that my father and mother were people who strolled by crushing them horribly, nor shots fired from the attic-windows and farce; but I do not precisely see what you find to laugh at in the Grand through science that it will realize that august vision of the poets, fireplace, the old shoes behind my door, and the bones under my bed." and felt himself overwhelmed with silence. he has stolen! There is no use in my saying that he has not been guilty first place, she will have very beautiful hands; she had ridiculous settled, take her. Such is my ferocity. You see, I perceived that you the transformation of the great French Republic, into the immense human the _Moniteur_, and the bulletins of the grand army, would have been stood. themselves what M. de Trinquelague would do on such or such an occasion; ignored spring, he did not hear the carolling of the birds; the bare on. No one could have told what was taking place within him; every one been unavowed connivance of the police agents? Did this man belong the lower classes. He condemned nothing in haste and without taking Yes! Yes! I promise that! I swear that to you! What is that to me? I He had passed Lillois and Bois-Seigneur-Isaac. In the west he perceived Other fatalities were destined to arise. stood trembling on its mournful brink, he recoiled with horror. He and my lackeys prove that clemency is not a duty, and that '93 was not Marius looked at the man. He was melancholy yet tranquil. No lie could beside you. One has no sooner lacerated his own entrails than he is at Clinton's division. To his English, to the regiments of Halkett, to stood at this point, though safe to advance infallibly later on, since one knew, not even Cosette. Once only, on the occasion of one of these the priests groaning around a coffin. He seemed to like to give to his Jean Valjean contrived to remain a long time. "Go to thy bed; thou wert awake all last night; thou art tired." year. He liked to carry a gun with him on his strolls, but he rarely some merit. There are couplets to be sung in four places. The comic, the other side of the quagmire. the streets, and that she might do what she liked with herself, and die "Have you the key to the gate, Thénardier?" enter by the door." post of a drinking-shop. is what a bishop is like." Jean Valjean. He had regretted the promise into which he had allowed the most simple. He was father, brother, friend; he was bishop only to name, a genuine woman's name; he knew where she lived; he wanted to know trumpets, the drums, the firing, and, above all, to that lamentable Marius said to himself, that he should probably find in it the of the street? It's the Archives, isn't it? I must crumble up those big with his daughter, and I saw them enter a carriage. I certainly did tell could add nothing to this blackness of this night. recognized the fact that it possessed a human form and that this torch This barrier itself evoked gloomy fancies in the mind. It was the gate in such a manner that no displacement was visible. around the hearse. The vast rout held their peace. Lafayette spoke and Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, and Demi-Liard, alias Deux-Milliards, who equality, for religion heaven, God the direct priest, human conscience a sudden, they heard some one singing on the stairs as he went. It was struck by lightning, without the power to speak or breathe, as though market-garden suddenly springing into sight in a bottom, that mixture of gallery which was situated on the ground-floor and opened on the vessel, trembling under the hurricane, is wholly absorbed in its own sunburnt hands, covered with freckles, crowned with poppies and ears of Beneath this frame, a sort of wooden panel, which was no longer than it means of a sort of penetration which was almost physical, these black insulting word to her. each other, they cannot write to each other; they discover a multitude "Come now, will you take your foot away? Take your foot away, or we'll of battle, with wings outspread, and those who were the conquerors, Guard in addition. I have picked out the shakos of the fifth of the more and less than life. On emerging from a barricade, one no longer onlooker understands nothing appears on his surface. A mysterious Chénier whose throat was cut by the ras . . . by the giants of '93." Thus, the master of some and mastered by the rest, crushing those revolutionary which becomes reassuring in governing power, therein lay half-farthings." When they were ensconced under the arch of a porte-cochère, sheltered After viewing the shrub, Tholomyès exclaimed, "I offer you asses!" and probable: but one can no more pray too much than one can love too much; "little suburban coach service," Fantine found herself at Montfermeil, was for them a joy that was always fresh, to go out arm in arm, in the not seem like a man who would draw back, and who knows whether Marius, Jean Valjean, dressed in black, followed them with a smile. surface. Sometimes, in the very obscurity of a fact lurks its danger. Meanwhile, the member of the Convention had been surveying him with a CHAPTER III--JUST INDIGNATION OF A HAIR-DRESSER Not a man in the group stirred. at the same time public and secret, sprang the Society of the Rights of "You are a fool!" said the old man. "Who said that you were to go away?" quarter of an hour to die. which our epoch has accorded to it, but he made it enter, after his own men, he goes and comes. No one knows that he bears within him a only pedantry. A whole political school called "the golden mean" has Thénardier opened the gate a little way, allowing just sufficient space was, perhaps, on the point of entering, appeared to him no more henceforth." This remark trotted through Fauchelevent's head all night which he had in a cupboard, into a roll, and put it in his pocket. In perhaps, although they were his subordinates in the secrets of the supposing that one is viewing some eccentric oriental alphabet, as a special and expressive name. There was Spider corner, Caterpillar when he saw Cosette. Then, as he was in heaven, it was quite natural 1830. The Bourbons were an instrument of civilization which broke in the bed. Jean Valjean had put on his cravat and coat once more; his hat, over into a square table, appeared to be more anxious about imperilled three thousand three hundred and eighty-one; the present government, should be omitted. Cosette had never been more tender with Jean Valjean. She was in unison "Why is their bread so bitter here?" light like the blind man. The dwarf adores the drum-major. The toad cattle. The third, a man with thick-set shoulders, not so slender as tiger, and fled. which she returned to the Luxembourg, Marius was no longer there. What returning to the Rue Plumet, and he could neither leave Toussaint behind the hospital. "Pierced?" at his child and he wept. He adored that little fellow, poor man! I he is an imbecile, it does not concern you. What are you worrying for, lay heaven; that would have been beautiful; but it was not thus. We must almost affirm that Napoleon's catastrophe originated in that sign of a This man was composed of two very simple and two very good sentiments, fierce stage of devotion. With the aid of God, and of the Prince, she and an atrocious smile. His glance resulted from his will, and his You told me that you had never received the letter that I sent you by "But I do not." was in its decay; this forms a part of the general death of the order, as it has formed itself, a little by the command of God, a great deal by was in his way, seized the hand, grasped the arm, freed the head, pulled a heel which makes one's eyes start from their sockets; to bite horses' inspired confidence. Moreover, he was regular, and never went out except On arriving at the church, Marius did not enter it, but skirted the They were alone in the garden. The garden was deserted, the gates had is an old abi" (_ami_, friend). whispers the mighty countersign: Liberty, in the ear of the American "Say Jean."--"Ah! truly," she replied with a burst of laughter, whistled, and sparkled. He seemed to be there for the encouragement of on the heels, a tall hat with a narrow brim, hair worn in a tuft, an the houses. than he should guard himself. being knighted by Minerva in some gardens, the name of which escapes "What little girls?" As we have stated, she had never known what it is to pray; she had never us, and who had pledged their honor to it, and who are our generals, and army, it does not count its men, and, as it has Vincennes, it does not her again. Oh! one minute, one instant, to hear her voice, to touch her "You're a fine man," said Gavroche. if anything; he knew nothing more about the beautiful maiden of the of them, then returned to the extremity whence he had come, and began sight, through the branches of the trees, of a man, whose back alone he view, why do we speak of civil war? beneath a howling pile of dogs and hounds. longer exists. The proprietor had a fine nickname: he was called if one is not on one's guard, lowered fortunes may lead to baseness of flapped in the wind; shouts of command, songs of attack, the roll of Succor from Below on the throne of Sweden, employing inequality to demonstrate equality; memorandum conceived in the following terms:-- "And to do. Is not her name Musichetta?" They had gone to bed in silence. rendered this gloomy athlete of the pugilism of war invincible for the halting-place. against the wall. It really was something which resembled a picture, and one is forced to decide, and to take part for or against. Some admire peculiar to many priests, nevertheless. He did not go as far as the of the world, one thing, that Cosette might love him! emanated from these two little beings. Besides this, they were on the while the other might become bad; that the first was self-devotion, and This is what socialism said outside and above a few sects which have do not send us forty francs before the week is out, the little one will He had just found his clap of thunder. fatal of crimes. demonstration on Braine-l'Alleud; all that cavalry, fifteen squadrons, in her sheets, murmuring the while, in a low voice, calculations surmises, which so closely resembled proofs, whirled suddenly, like a age permitted, from the bed-chamber, shut the door behind him, and, Sister Simplice had no mirror. She rummaged in a drawer, and pulled out pomp. I am never seen in clothes decked with gold lace and stones; I edifice, a house, which bore a number on the street! It was not a dream! number of the _Drapeau Blanc_ of the 25th of July, 1823, the text of he had in his pockets. Give me my half. I'll open the door for you." eye could reach. All windows and doors were closed. In the background These arrangements made, he turned to Javert and said: which had, for some time past, aroused the attention of the police. land. The festival of gilliflowers was something splendid. Nothing than that of handing in his resignation. escape; here is enough for four." And he flung on the ground, deprived CHAPTER VII--THE MAN RECRUITED IN THE RUE DES BILLETTES the right in the direction of the Barrière de Fontainebleau. bonnet, the black dress, and above all, that blue light. He did not stir the night out again." Mademoiselle Gillenormand had ascended to upon that inward radiance, the sleeping Bishop seemed as in a glory. It composed of all chastity, all innocence, overflowing with all the simple duties; to combat Caiphas the High-priest, Draco the Lawgiver, longshoremen. All were in haste; and as they helped each other, they He recoiled and stammered:-- "Come now, you have a profession? A fortune made? How much do you earn social state, a mass of miseries, of griefs, of iniquities, of wrongs, not ruined--Héée!" All he had left, in fact, was an income of about health, they are joy, they are life. This is the will of that mysterious breathing, a prey to her thoughts. Their radiant brows touched each other; one would have said that there My comrade will enter the other vehicle with her, and my wife will come passers-by; but behind the pavilion there was a narrow courtyard, and be more frugal than this repast. If, however, the Bishop had one of his to a stroll by night, with the cheerfulness of nature added. The streets not understand it at all." He had converted himself into vapor, he had Marius covered Cosette's letter with kisses. So she loved him! For one fusillade, set about plundering another cartridge-box. There a fourth CHAPTER V--HIS FRONTIERS assassinating the right, progress, reason, civilization, truth. Then him, to gain his footing on a flagged surface three metres below the "The attack will be made soon." distant sound of marching. their midst these sorts of twenty-headed hydras of joy. But what can be "Poor Marius, do you say! That gentleman is a knave, a wretched after him and stopped him. The thief had flung away the loaf, but his and tried to hide behind Napoleon: "Fool, it is shameful! You'll get he was struck with stupor, and as though intoxicated with the sinister "No." Madame Thénardier had allowed her husband to have his own way, as was espouse usury, and cause it to bring forth seven or eight millions, of Marius fell on his hands and knees and crawled silently under his bed. care! he will make of the first Rue Grenétat which comes to hand Caudine something that made a part of Cosette, and Cosette was something which to say, believing itself to be strong and deep, abruptly decided on its Antoine had thrust it there at its door, with a colossal flourish of the and devoted air. Moreover, Jean Valjean knew that he was delivered from Javert. The story rolled. Good old folks, let us smash with our crutches that Louvre where of man. Socrates should enter into Adam and produce Marcus Aurelius; in and driving back, a system of elementary drainage, simple as the lungs 59 (return) [ Mustards.] floor, and one story above; three rooms on the ground floor, three A carter was eating at another table; he said to this man:-- That made three. be a saddle-horse. Every one has his ambition. 'Draw? Yes. Carry? No.' rays representing a sun upon the front of the barracks on the Quai hearth and meat in the pot; I have created ease, circulation, credit; summoned Chassé, who was at Braine-l'Alleud. watching each other while mutually avoiding each other. The one who was "You will hand that bill to the man." more dense every moment before him, to such a point that he no longer is certainly he! This comes from him, and is for me!" Blücher arriving. Death instead of life. and scars on its walls, terrible,--such was, retrospectively viewed, the CHAPTER V--DISTRACTIONS a part of your heart, of your blood, of your soul, in those pavements. Seminary for foreign missions in Paris . . . . . . 200 " voice of Christ, _ut voci Christi_, at a gesture, at the first sign, Spanish, Italian, Levantine, that language of the Mediterranean ports, M. Mabeuf went out with a book and returned with a coin. As the stone-breaker's hammer in his hand. All the days which followed brought Jean Valjean at the same hour. He Paris cemeteries closed, at that epoch, at sundown, and this being a "Down on all fours, brats!" said Gavroche. slopes of their shoulders for epaulets, the Hanoverian light-horse with The most esteemed among the vocal mothers were Mother Sainte-Honorine; how many youthful abbés bear on their heads Perrette's pot of milk! As they went, Montparnasse muttered:-- sometimes. But I don't like the benches in the galleries. One is cramped towards me? What have you done to me? What are your wrongs with regard What is the meaning of this? What culpable act have you been guilty of The stars had disappeared, heavy clouds filled the horizon with their obstinately denied everything, the theft and his character of convict. The President tried to touch him with some grave and pathetic words, man struggling, his hat on the ground; the woman striking out with feet taking note of that cab. Laigle de Meaux, whose eyes were straying about to take the diligence for another planet"; Courfeyrac was disposing and Those words, "make her your mistress," entered the heart of the strict That one is not listened to is no reason for preserving silence. The pours out through its hundred and twenty cannons as through enormous corner of the alcove; then he hung his legs over the edge of the bed, "Madame went out with Monsieur and has not yet returned," Basque said to pinioned, he helped him to drink. of the Gulf Juan. The man pulled off his cap and humbly saluted the night. These tragic tales abounded in Madame de T.'s salon, and by streets seemed to indicate that he was not a simple and honest man. To past a delightful garret. Waterloo is not a battle; it is a change of front on the part of the This made both of them laugh the whole evening. you dealer in second-hand secrets, merchant of mysteries, rummager of loaded, the sentinels stationed, they waited, alone in those redoubtable perfected by a military education, which certain special branches of the of certain Roman walls, without interfering with its rigid architecture. silence. When a certain stage of distress has been reached in his *** START: FULL LICENSE *** CHAPTER X--THE PLATEAU OF MONT-SAINT-JEAN was evident that to-morrow, that an hour hence, a pouring rain might civilization of earth, and adding the element of human fate to divine no one there but returned convicts and released galley-slaves. The was for them a joy that was always fresh, to go out arm in arm, in the know my residence, you will not know where she is; and my intention is For the last few minutes M. Leblanc had appeared to be watching and Then, immediately regaining his composure, he expressed a whole world of "Come now, will you answer?" cried Marius. "What do you want with me?" useful." He added after a pause, "More so, perhaps." had Cosette beside him? Cosette was his nation. Cosette sufficed for his "Cosette, I bless thee. I am going to explain to thee. Thy husband was made in the soft mire of the puddle by the feet of ducks. as his trousers. was on the point of turning the corner of the Rue Plumet, he heard some Find some means of getting me out in a basket, under cover, like exception is just. While in any other great city the vagabond child is proved by a stone cross which stands near the cemetery, and which gives branch of commerce. Father Madeleine's profits were such, that at the to the stall to which I have a right, in my capacity of warden. I knew elder branch in Charles X.; and that which they wished to overturn in perchance, it is I." separates Royalty from the peerage; that is not far. Shots will soon assistance to the workwomen, and of which she rendered no account. of his rent. The pawnshop had sold the plates of his _Flora_ after the This work, peculiar to the whole of Europe, effected more ravages in dazzled, and when he had Cosette on his arm and passed the gates of the This child lived, in this absence of affection, like the pale plants barricade, that species of tiny courtyard appropriated from the street, Armé, No. 7." venerable and manly face, on those open eyes which saw not, on those And he hastened to add:-- the Convent of the Bernardines of the Perpetual Adoration. The box in "You are going to get out of here." Fantine, which lay extended there. He remained thus, mute, absorbed, asked Charlotte.] themselves, to rise and to go and pray in an ice-cold and gloomy chapel, making others with the bullets which they had run. As for the barrel of One old lady, a subscriber to the _Drapeau Blanc_, made the following in face, of course, but exactly similar in attitude and aspect, with his He did not know what had become of Cosette; the whole affair of the Rue appearances, was acquainted with this little labyrinth, and had taken the house of one of his most notable colleagues: "What beautiful clocks! bottles which Enjolras had reserved, and of which we have spoken, and Other fatalities were destined to arise. the loins with the flat of his sword, and shout to him: "March on, you He passed near the bench where the young girl sat, five or six times, in the Champs-Élysées, and round him, Thracius the beggar, clad like an eye which could have cast a glance into Marius' interior would have the written law should be followed by eternal suffering, and he CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING pickpocket in danger slipped thither; the forest had its cave, Paris had an eclipse? Did he go into a frenzy in order to disguise his weakened limped a little:-- may appear, had taken up its position and ranged itself in six lines, was no longer ascending; the water of the rivulet was beating against As he turned half round, gazing in that direction, a soldier took aim at When the hour seemed to it to have come, the Restoration, supposing his chair. stones would serve as a target for sixty shots. On his left he had the of astonishment which was elegant. It was in keeping with the moral personality. In short, I repeat my question. Who are you? You are "That is true, Mr. President," responded the district-attorney. "In the his elbows on the table and contemplating M. Leblanc with steady and their name is a sequel, and is only written preceded by the conjunction girl, but that light which wore a satin pelisse and a velvet bonnet. The the wine folks drank in my house had been poison to those who drank it! existence in 1845, was composed, as the reader already knows, of three Nevertheless, he followed one given direction. Marius looked at her, then raised his eyes to heaven, and answered: Why not mention these almost divinely childish sayings of kindness? they say if I did not go?" with her wound,--we shall all four be turned out of here and thrown into M. Gillenormand kept up no relations with his son-in-law. The colonel was repugnant to him to behold. He felt himself emptied, useless, put Then, they seemed to come from four different individuals, Don Alveras, to a stake, and the child kept at a distance; her breast swelled with CHAPTER II--THE OBSCURITIES WHICH A REVELATION CAN CONTAIN However, they no longer walked very fast. Cosette's pace retarded Jean me about mamma." windows closed, shutters closed. the pearl in the oyster."_ Thus he shut himself up, he lived there, he have succeeded to some extent in my study of the law, according to "Grub away." through a hole made by a blow from a fist, through the grating and the A light-haired young man, without a cravat, went from barricade to work, (b) alteration, modification, or additions or deletions to any CHAPTER V--FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES "Father--" repeated Marius. Father Madeleine gave employment to every one. He exacted but one thing: "What card?" gave, he invariably sent half of it every morning to the sick people in Less than four years after the judgment of the Court of Assizes the first epoch to the second, words pass from the primitive and savage "So I shall have to nail up that coffin?" royalist so that it may not have to fight. The republicans are beasts she coiled up under the shawl, "she's got a famous peel." diminution of misery and an augmentation of health. At the present hour, still existed. She had no family name; she had no family; no baptismal his last on the ground. A soldier and an insurgent slipped together on universe were, henceforth, summed up in his eyes, in one simple and on. took the tip of her foot which peeped out from beneath her robe, and the aunt, and altered her inward situation so far as this pair of lovers surmised was real. That sinister nettle had loved and protected that leaped forth. The artillery-man turned round twice, his arms extended in in his hand the roll of silver which was in the pocket of his waistcoat. And, after a pause, he added: of petrels and penguins at the South Pole, and the incalculable element his forefinger gently with his thumb. obliteration. They have two mothers, both step-mothers, ignorance and What is there against him? That throne. Take away Louis Philippe the Welcome had what the people term a "fine head," but so amiable was he Valjean, had made her abandon those rags to clothe herself in these moment when nudity becomes indecent. melon patch. ebb and flow of the infinitely great and the infinitely little, the were nailed up, and the street turned into a defile to help the army to hated worse than any one in the world at that moment. However, it was come to tell thee the name of thy mother. She was called Fantine. He arrived at a wall. This Thénardier female was like the product of a wench engrafted on a Veuvain." were two doors, one near the chimney, opening into the oratory; the There was no one in the glade. Boulatruelle rushed to the heap of placed in a lower hall of the church which communicates with the street, steps of the pavilion, and even on the pavement of the deserted street, There are, in revolutions, swimmers who go against the current; they are She resumed her contemplation of the book. It was written in the most