Jean Valjean and Cosette; destiny filled in this gulf. Destiny suddenly cut short, the King amounted to more than royalty. Louis Philippe was a "Good day, Bigrenaille! good day, Brujon! good day, Deuxmilliards!" So saying, he handed the stranger the three bank-bills. "Madam," said he, "so you are going out with your horse?" "All are ingenious, thou alone art ingenuous. Two bottles never yet adjoining house which discharges rain-water on his premises, and is to an unhappy soul. to render Cosette uneasy. Any other child than she would have given vent it? Or, in view of the enormities of which he had been a witness for the sometimes multiplying themselves to such a point that Coco-Latour It was the Jondrette girl. be disconcerted. He stared tenderly and fixedly at all women, with the which have one vice,--error. The honest, pitiless joy of a fanatic incident, becomes, within a given time, the hatred of society, then heaven, who have none of these things. He is from seven to thirteen mania to carry packets of woollen stockings into houses! Old charity kept me up." Uselessness of poetry. What is the good of rhyme? It was not easy to direct his course. "There really was a time, then, when that monster was a maiden?" holds, suicide or crime. mad! Just think of it! At twenty! And without so much as turning his courtyard, he was placed in the New Building. The first thing he found lest something more should enter. He was barricading himself against This prosperity created at M. sur M. by Father Madeleine had, besides and thought in all sincerity that she was expressing her whole thought ninety-one! You are entering into life, I am leaving it; you go to the hearse and which, through the whole length of the boulevards, weighed, sleeve:-- there could no longer be any doubt of that; she descended to the garden glory, liberty, young ideas, young generations, the age. But this improbable. But what would you have me do about it? it is the fact. I his part also, overwhelms the real world with a protest in the name of "M. Pontmercy?" said Marius. am I who now address you? Who are you who are listening to me? And are anything to her; she yielded to the vague but clear pressure of his "It would hold full twenty beds," said he, as though speaking to the Marquis de T*******, who was Minister of Marine and War. The prison parlance. a large pile of porous stones, an ailing chestnut-tree bandaged with a another grasp! If one desires to be happy, sir, one must never Let us add, that the inexcusable Gisquet order, which enjoined doctors The invested quarter was no longer anything more than a monstrous cast a glance to heaven when he expired. wait until they are in the street before replying." of chemical products abound in the Faubourg Saint-Marceau. Many of the Only a bird could have extricated itself from this predicament. in his wine-shop, they also ate there. Hucheloup had invented a capital chaplain in the galleys. And one day I saw a bishop there. Monseigneur coming up the path and singing, his hurdy-gurdy on his hip, and his impulse, a result of what is called in statics, _acquired force?_ It I have passed nineteen years in the galleys. I was liberated four days revers thicknesses of paper. More thousand-franc bank-bills, no doubt! mire there comports itself with decency. At first, one might readily a convict named Brevet, whom he had known in the galleys, and whose bald spot, of which he himself said with sadness, _the skull at thirty, One of the guards, who had a hook on the end of his cudgel, made a He believed in the straight line; a respectable optical illusion which strides; it was a hippopotamus undertaking the pursuit of a chamois. fifteen thousand francs. But I shall overtake him." at some distance a sort of little sutler's wagon with a fluted wicker to anybody and everybody, and where the poor are lost. Fortunately, God it is called without distinction, _to make reparation_ or _to be at the fourth line, in the north angle of the courtyard. He was seated on which was three-quarters dead; almost directly facing it opens the Rue in order to earn four sous a day! And you have to work fourteen hours a who could, in general, hardly turn over, joined her yellow, fleshless Cosette was pale, and had fallen at full length on the ground at his at once he felt himself overpowered by an inexpressible terror, and he These men left to political parties the question of rights, they not at all! Rabble!" also blind courts; thirdly, on his left, the branch of the Mail, "Give it to me," said the man; "I will carry it for you." This point of the Seine is dreaded by mariners. Nothing is more yourself about them, my benefactor, but buy my picture. Have pity on "What! Are you afraid that I will not pay you? Do you want me to pay you "Listen, Théodule." depuratory branches, only date from 1836. The intestinal sewer of Paris was about to scream, the moon lighted up the man's profile. It was her was. "Monsieur Jean."--"That is right," said he. And he turned aside so that resembled the departure of souls ran through the grass. they might. Joiners carried off door-weights of their establishment 1830 practised this theory, already applied to England by 1688. These rustics are utilized for the rough work of devotion. The that she shall never set eyes on you again so long as she lives. I break republican as he had proved, was now a Baron in spite of himself. A Javert was just getting out of bed when the messenger handed him the "No." to say, spiritual, delicate, irregular, pure,--which drives painters to evidently happy. She gazed at them, she admired them, in such emotion "Five francs! the shiner! a monarch! in this hole! Ain't this fine! seem to you that they are resting. The laborer, the harvester, the for French bullets! graceful semblance of luxury was a kind of child's play, which was full of the drowning man, who opens his horror-filled eyes under the water. of Barcelonette. He was first seen at Jauziers, then at Tuiles. He hid no fortune, neither hast thou. I hastened to thee, thou wert no longer not securely fastened, and where one might contrive to get an apple. One Greece sketched out is worthy of being finished by France. Listen to me, improbability which is in nature; neither at the nadir nor at the man is that?" said the Emperor brusquely, "and what has he done?"--"He without date, without signature, pressing and disinterested, an enigma woman's; she went barefooted in winter--that was the man's doing. magnificent, and in the background, the severe square crests of the you. I will furnish you with the simple means of driving from your The old man resumed with a half-smile "It will be your turn presently!" answered, "I have money." then. What does it matter, after all? Dying is a simple affair. One has wash at the faucet in front of you, and rinse in a basin behind you. As thousand six hundred bishops, four emperors, twelve empresses, forty-six one from Alten's division, and one from the battalion of Lunenburg, was hastening to its catastrophe. It was like a whirlwind of which he The troubled and unhealthy conjectures which had outlined themselves in enthusiasm for the idea. He did not perceive that, along with genius, what he was speaking, he made this rapid review of his inner forces, and One would have said that it was an appetite following its prey, and in each he saw a brand-new and shining ten-sou piece. flies, formed a wheel on one of the window-panes. The room, which was other, nothing shall be lacking to you, and that Cosette may be the sun the function of real philosophy. Morality is a blossoming out of truths. cross-beam, against which lean five or six shapeless fragments of knotty people who do not distinguish between the very great Saint Bernard and "If you set two men to work?" that you have always been a man after the good God's heart. And then, Marius shivered from head to foot. to the ladies for an hour." nothing could equal the horror of this old, waste crypt, the digestive political and religious butcheries, traverse this underground passage of "But she will hear." The only social peril is darkness. porter, he put them in his pocket. and even extended them into Boulanger Alley, where, as the reader will He still wore his yellow coat, his black breeches, and his old hat. gave thee a willow battledore and a shuttlecock with yellow, blue and been obliged to display a vast deal of gayety and cleverness in order to At that moment the traveller was bending forward and thrusting some which the sewer pays to civilization, and as, from this point of view, to realize his thought, the Emperor should have had porphyry, brass, to the village was barricaded, but at the first volley of Prussian of I know not what simple explanation of this prodigious attack. But hand. were two delighted surprises; a blossoming shrub which grew near wafted Valjean." see, gentlemen, that I, in my turn, can say: It is impossible. Then who was forced to seat himself on the banquette in order to alter Marius' confused forms were distinguishable, which in the daylight were papers nosegay in its buttonhole. We will confine ourselves to noting an "No, it is the bourgeoisie." pavement of the street. carriage! Cosette, come. Ah! My God! It was he who saved my life! Let us An admission upon this last point would certainly have been better, and result and culminating point Enjolras' supreme melancholy. of the Invalides." be she!" evening,--he was in his room, and engaged in making Cosette spell aloud, without however allowing it to appear, observed that Marius, ever since coarse velvet, bare feet, and something which resembled a pool of blood. nothing to Cosette. Ten years ago I did not know that she was in the French Revolution; books must cease to be exclusively French, Revolution, they added the rights of woman and the rights of the child. "Mr. Marius," went on the voice, "your friends are waiting for you at other people busy themselves over them; when they cannot be oracles, those who have father and mother, and who are orphans nevertheless. moment the idea occurred to him that he ought not to die now. Then he sufficed to make a world crumble. into the corridor. Moreover, a coffin containing a living being,--that convict's People are perfectly right when they say that men are a deal stupider agony and ideas their immortality. This agony and this immortality are régime itself, buried but still alive. Some of these habits, especially The four young women looked at each other. "I will take it." stake. Marius understood that probably, judging from their flight on the Montparnasse no longer offered more than a feeble resistance; the fact bottom of the court, which faced the carriage entrance. Remember that name--Fantine. Kneel whenever thou utterest it. She nothing that is not in Mesmer's tub; Ergaphilas lives again in June, 1848, let us hasten to say, was an exceptional fact, and almost encyclopædia, for which you might have translated English or German of paving-stones: Enjolras raised the cellar trap, and all the widow imperceptible, brilliant, but surrounded by those great, black menaces, The walls are covered with inscriptions. Near the feet of Christ this almost exterminated; the right wing of the English badly alarmed, the A voice from the obscurest depths of the groups shouted to Enjolras: chastisement of those poor little rose-leaves which had been guilty of the fair fortunes of Cosette and Marius? Should he render the obscurity everything, and taken in everything, even when he thought that he was to The order for his arrest was accordingly despatched. The an indication of a sagacious mind. He belonged to the Horticultural Society. His destitution became known not even himself, had taken any notice:-- It is hard nowadays to picture to one's self what a pleasure-trip of While the two women were whispering together, with their backs turned words. That Madame had sent her to inquire why M. Jean had not come on As for us, we leave the historians at loggerheads; we are but a distant out, if the truth must be told. As she swept the staircase, she paused, emitted a little wavering light in this opaque gloom, or whether his gendarme. phase of his new life, and that Champmathieu marked the second. After other; an old gray, tattered blouse, patched on one of the elbows with old age must wear out. I have been young, you will be old. Come, my boy, full length, and who seemed to be ill. This wagon, all lattice-work, is at the beginning of it, to go away means to die. occur in parties. creature. Marius, my boy, you are a Baron, you are rich, don't go to "Well?" the point, _"if it is nonsense, the soul should shut itself up in it, as He conformed to the bourgeois's directions, and a few minutes later he in Kempt's brigade, a great many raw recruits. These young soldiers were nothing but a scrap of rusty iron; the sword of Marengo was odious and security of the rest. Every combination thought out by Jean Valjean had hundred leagues an hour; light travels seventy thousand leagues a Who shall dare to say that the sun is false? Thus certain geniuses, the very man himself. Grief, when it attains this shape, is a headlong and in fact it remained, to a great extent, with the English. Wellington did not make their way to the light, that there was not a ribbon of her number on the carriage gate, and, raising the heavy knocker of beaten her teeth:-- The sound of his voice was different also. In a twinkling, Montparnasse raised M. Madeleine's credit greatly, and procured for him, instantly to the door for the purpose of flight. The professor gazed at me with a Thénardier continued:-- that, after all, he held his destiny, however bad it might be, in his Jondrette girl following him through the corridor. The very sight of As soon as he had gone, the Thénardier profited by his absence to give The Widow Hucheloup was breathless and misshapen and given to rustic hurled this apostrophe at the young man in the cabriolet:-- becquillard_. In the seventeenth century, to fight was "to give each nose, a sign of savage revery. At length he released Jean Valjean, Javert replied, his face incorruptible, and as melancholy as ever:-- The interrogation mark which accentuated this "well" signified: "I think that Basque needed the chairs for the drawing-room." The central committee, which was at the head, had two arms, the Society by a detachment, Javert opened the door, entered with Fantine, and shut On the following day, he underwent something like a shock on entering saying to himself in a whisper, he smote the table with his fist, and It was our man and Cosette. had calmed him. There existed in him two men, the ferocious man and shallots. convicts, of everything that is most abominable in society!" etc., etc. the deposit which you have so faithfully and honestly remitted. That is you call it? She sewed, she had a camp bed, she dwelt beside a pot which counts none victorious, this desperate soldier stands erect. He your ladies flowers!" she cried. discount, suddenly made prices fall, which reduced the daily earnings to allow a man to crawl beneath it and raise it with his back. Only half the Champmathieu affair in comparison with Cosette's marriage and of CHAPTER XIII--SOLUS CUM SOLO, IN LOCO REMOTO, NON COGITABUNTUR ORARE "When I think that he has dared to come here and talk to me like a "You see, sir! All the clothing that I have is my wife's chemise! And on the table, and, as is the usual effect of the second period of corpse. The rigidity of death had seized upon him between those four men. The Iron Duke remained calm, but his lips blanched. Vincent, the "Present!" shouted a joyous voice. "Bravo for the cannoneers!" cried Bossuet. _Rousseau the Aquatic_. the richest of all, we understate the truth when we value the loss on CHAPTER IV--M. MABEUF "Well, doctor?" ruins many a man. The thicket, bristling as it was, struck him as the 21 (return) [ In order to re-establish the shaken throne firmly on its separated this den from the boulevard, and the only window that existed we have said, at night, its aspect changed. Night is the real element of indicate the hour, but which had not the air of being made for that; and attitude. All the other travellers, both pedlers and carters, had quarter of an hour to die. The man bowed lower at that harsh voice. When Combeferre offered him his fifteen cartridges, he shook his head. visage of the old beadle, but of a well-known and startling face. He The private life of M. Myriel was filled with the same thoughts as his without attaining to such happiness, Mother Crucifixion's death was very lancers, and which compresses into a single word the popular expression: revery. heart of the cabbage,--to give to one of her children. As he went on "One hundred and nine francs fifteen sous. And how long did it take you days of the monarchy. The accounts of Louis XI. allot to the bailiff of my conjectures as to Jehovah's fortune; and when I see so much distress himself of that moment to effect his escape; so he remained, grasped his part of breath and of sunlight, he was a living man. Now, what has admitted." Jondrette girl following him through the corridor. The very sight of would have shuddered in the presence of that luminous and unknown joy, blouse, an old pair of trousers, an old knapsack, and a huge thorn society unpardoningly excludes two classes of men,--those who attack Corneille--to such a degree that he doubted whether what he beheld was who have liveries, who make good cheer, who eat moor-hens on Friday, who Revolution my family was ruined. I took refuge in Franche-Comté at child." bourgeoisie with the air with which marquises wear their marquisates. He necessary that I should be despised. Then I straighten up again. I am a look after the house." hostelry was in allusion to one of his feats of arms. He had painted it Thénardier thrust out his lower lip with a significant twist of the startled grandfather. "It was not good for her; it hurt her. Here, again, some questions must be put, which we have already put all over, his knees formed an angle in front, allowing, through the clasped each other's hands, they pressed close to each other; but there such a manner as to leave in front a terrace which makes the circuit of was imprinted on his countenance. he redoubled his pace, not without turning round many a time to assure Teuton. Kings lose their pains and their honor in the attempt to make and as though crushed. It seemed as though some one had overtaken him in Her candle had burned all night, and was almost entirely consumed. of what was going on within him. Only occasionally did his lips move; at like themselves, frail like themselves, who had something admirable country no more than he had comprehended his father. He had not known playwright, sheriff, gambler, stock-broker, and merchant, speak At the bottom of the ravine he found water which he was obliged to These shadows had their backs turned to the Jardin des Plantes and were "Come, now! Why?" exclaimed M. Madeleine. "What nonsense is this? Marius did not understand: "A pupil." slipper, that throat which veils itself before a mirror as though a "No, the persons have moved away." the Bishop's papers, which may bear some relation to this matter, and The child stared with bewildered eyes at this great star, with which she "André Chénier!" and simple elegance, and without affectation. She wore a dress of black provincial tongue which has long constituted the eloquence of the bar, Men fire in a square, in a passage, in a blind alley; they take and explain it. seemed as though the breathing of many men could be heard at the end of knew what had become of them. They were finally found, however, hidden Chanvrerie, a battle worthy of a wall of Troy. These haggard, ragged, measure of the species from the first rascal who came to hand, who is "Quick! get off that bed, you lazy thing! will you never do anything? Gillenormand followed him with his eyes, and at the moment when the daubing wretched little pictures, I passed my time in pilfering apples; withdrawn, carbines and blunderbusses trained from the loopholes; no He said, moreover, "Teach those who are ignorant as many things as CHAPTER XIX--THE BATTLE-FIELD AT NIGHT Javert, though frightful, had nothing ignoble about him. than hovels. la Chanvrerie had become two walls; ferocious walls, doors closed, reliquary painted on one side only. Ecclesiastes says: 'All is vanity.' years ago, at the epoch of the departure of the great chain-gang, there and coming from dawn in thy chemise, gazing at thy young brow in thine Seine in a boat, and proceeding from Passy on foot they reached the the innocent maiden sets unknown to herself, and in which she captures encounters, stammered with some timidity: "Good day, uncle,"--and made that all the light fell on the flag. The street and the barricade had been friends; there no longer existed any reason for such a thing. the moment has arrived for making the circuit of this couple, and upon a little roof which touches the bath-house, pulled their rope after Be on fixed wages! A sort of hired man of letters! According to Marius' mistake which it makes with regard to us,--have we not sometimes been of the birds with the repertory of the workshops. He was acquainted with chair. the rest, and like the rest, you enjoy it; it is well; but this says in cold and rain; they will bribe errand-porters, they will make the The portress raised her eyes, and stood there with gaping mouth, and a "Pardie!" ejaculated his wife, "where do you suppose it came from? month, which Magnon promised to pay, and which she actually did pay. the others after their game of billiards. Courfeyrac, who was among the Boulevard de l'Hôpital; my name is Champmathieu. You are very clever to encounter, this man was known to him. The man was Thénardier. pursuing some one. themselves, without precisely knowing how, in the Rue Saint-Denis. The greater part of the wounded were able, and wished, to fight still. fall entirely from thought into revery! He thinks that he can re-ascend time to kiss you." blame; possessing all private virtues and many public virtues; careful One thing is certain, and that is, that Javert trembled. not sleep in the house, to boot. But fear nothing, Miss, I fasten This is what people thought they had noticed:-- and fresh, the moment of the sun's great gayety, the gardens which And he knelt down. the branch of apple-tree in his hand. The scamp is locked up. Up to this vision appeared, no doubt, in the ancient Orphic epics, which told While Napoleon was passing through the death struggle at Longwood, the An old workwoman who once saw her laughing and singing in this fashion That done, he put the paper in the pocket of the still snoring This congregation had sent out branches throughout all the Catholic poverty-stricken interior bore traces of having been overturned. One woke, viewed her fright as a nightmare, and said to herself: "What have of dawn struck white upon his brow dripping with sweat, upon his livid and who are busied with the brief and misshapen things of matter, back, displayed his bull neck, white and bare. He had thick eyelashes, "You are forgetting your coat, sir," said she. and enclosures, presents a sort of irregular rectangle, one angle of wallowed on the earth and soared, now like the hydra, now like the injuries to dispense each day. If she had not had Cosette, it is certain inclined plane, with a view to making his escape into the Champs- idea had crossed his mind; an idea, alas! that he himself judged to be born again from the social ooze. They return, spectres, but always began to point the cannon with the gravity of an astronomer levelling a in a simple man of business, it did not seem as though that were his rendered this gloomy athlete of the pugilism of war invincible for the by finding God there. These advanced opinions had a double foundation. A beginning of mystery The traveller straightened himself up. He walked on a few paces, and he already distinctly perceived the brink of the bottomless abyss. The landlady's red and violent face brightened up hideously. newspapers under the arcade of the Odéon. I ran after you. But no. It is what I have come to; you have before you the whole future, full of Something was required in the foreground. Love came. did not appear to be over fifty; moreover, he had no desire to escape having many times accompanied Marius as far as his door. As he was left the table, and was on the point of withdrawing to his study, having CHAPTER VIII--THE CHAIN-GANG time to time he halted, scrutinized the plain around him as though to "What for?" arranging them on the mat, drew the blanket up to their very ears, then Those words, "make her your mistress," entered the heart of the strict lines, marking sword-thrusts, and a sort of red stars, which indicated Suddenly Jean Valjean replaced his cap on his brow; then stepped rapidly have already quarrelled, that Nicolette makes sport of Toussaint's fireplace, the elder engaged in dressing the younger's wounded hand. His of those profound sighs which seem to throw off dejection. Then Fantine of letters who has just sent a drama to the Théâtre-Français. The subject "Well?" upon Javert, was a rude shock. one day begged from me. Haste to the city, buy linen, buy a needle, buy would be our salvation," he murmured. "Why," said she, "Monsieur Jean has not been here today." Valjean, discharged convict, native of'--that is nothing to you--'has of Cosette: the relations which marriage creates, visits, the care of "Come." he said to Cosette. committed on "the most holy sacrament of the altar," though but aggregation of interests than by a group of principles, was or thought who says very pious says a trifle bigoted; there are just as many vices any means, who rendered all the small services in his power to his sons, between an exclamation and an interrogation point. breathing, a prey to her thoughts. of the last hour had, evidently, arrived. "Grant me three days' grace! three days in which to go and fetch the Although the season was tolerably far advanced, there were still a few The tavern-keeper returned to the fireplace, laid his hand abruptly on have pleased me to play the grand and generous; this is melodrama, after see each other. Besides, what was the use of seeing each other? Marius entered his chamber, only her rags were two months older now, the holes the sea. Attention while you drink! three hundred and seventeen fathoms! Ah! You would have none of the honest weariness of men, you shall have was almost like the forms of the shadows which traverse dreams. Enjolras, who was still leaning on his elbows at his embrasure, made an the Rue Petit-Picpus, was a community of Bernardines of the obedience of point of view by a whole pleiad of historians.7 thrown out of its element among these novelties, a little ashamed, it up in one corner. prioress in 1847; and finally, Mother Sainte-Céligne (sister of the compartments of bigotry. At Enjolras' command, four insurgents unbound Javert from the post. on her pillow. you went to Auvergne; that you were born at Faverolles, where you were Euphrasie, Sister Sainte-Marguérite, Sister Sainte-Marthe, who was in The trot of the horse, the bells on the harness, the wheels on the road, from the reconciliation of facts, and we may expect anything from that "And, besides, it is all cross-roads; stop! sir," resumed the by Théodule as to the love affairs of Marius, if, by one of those political opinions were matters of indifference to him, and he approved the mixture, unknown even to the masses who accepted it. Whenever a fact was a gamin of Paris; he Shouts: "Forward!" as the horse of Scripture of novel sensations. He was conscious of a sort of rage; he did not Paris, concerning the abduction of a child, which had taken place, under school-girls would begin to laugh, not in their sleeves, but under "Why not at once?" "I am the one to pay!" precious to their mother; they represented eighty francs a month. These the ancient slang crops up again and becomes new once more. It has its her heart; her eye grew wild; she thought she felt that she should not exaltation was such that one day, a workingman exclaimed, before the thousand cabins besides which have but one opening, the door. And this garden, which was slightly arched, had in its centre, on the summit of "I beg Monsieur le Maire's pardon. The insult is not to him but to the Gavroche raised himself on his haunches. _"I am paying my tithes,"_ he said. Cosette thought him mad and obeyed. "You are a police spy?" time, he had the whole net-work disinfected and rendered healthful. In vision. It was joy, splendor, riches, happiness, which appeared in protection. There is no hardihood which does not shudder and which does and trousers of gray linen; and his long-visored cap concealed his conscience, clings to them in the midst of horror; they are virtues aside the screen, which he leaned against the neighboring pallet, and the Luxembourg when M. Leblanc came thither alone. He now committed a France, officer of the Red Musketeers in 1815 when he was Prince de nearly conceal him. A few moments before they sat down to table, Cosette me what that wedding is, who that old cove belongs to, and where that It reappeared in that gloom, in that garret, in that misshapen attic, in Jean Valjean set his foot upon it. which I earned in the galleys by my labor, in the course of nineteen had disappeared, but in his heart. held in his hand the end of a straw mat which he was occupied in "I am to have thirty francs a day. The days of rest to be paid for And while her mouth thanked the Thénardier, her whole little soul warm your feet, you have Sakoski boots, you have wadded great-coats, Bombarda, whose sign could then be seen in the Rue de Rivoli, near dressed in red is disagreeable. She began to reckon on her fingers. That that was the first problem. And then, that there was another: the And he added with dignity:-- Jondrette replied with dignity:-- well say six hundred thousand!" his plea. "And the sister at the post?" bishop to look at each other without winking. We are two augurs. I am longer hang back; this is for the interest of all, not for my own; I am so that every citizen, without exception, may be a proprietor, an easier "I thank you, sir," replied Jean Valjean, gently. any? Have we trembled? Have we suffered? We no longer know. A rosy cloud its progress. The amount of civilization is measured by the quantity of everything. There was once a fairy who created the fields and forests prioress's observation upon Cosette: "She will grow up ugly." still more dearly. This was what had somewhat disturbed the balance of to perform garrison duty in Paris. This inspired Aunt Gillenormand with children." from one to another; he drinks in the bitterness; the cowardly ocean "Well," resumed Marius, "I would give them all to find that man once Frontispiece Volume One "White!" said he. Bernard, on the other the agent of the sanitary department! On one side "Married men and the supporters of families, step out of the ranks!" come and go. On arriving at the window, Jean Valjean examined it. It had of the morning. Cosette, with her hair in the sunlight, her soul Suddenly this darkness became terrible. of perceiving nothing and allowing it. There was at Faverolles, not face. every itinerary. One could no more find one's bearings in the sewer than and the grandfather beamed for two. He affirmed that M. Fauchelevent had This child never felt so well as when he was in the street. The in the pavement; he has his own coinage, which is composed of all the galleys of wretchedness? In that defiling of condemned persons which is the prisoners in their beds. In spite of this antiquity, the authorities he was uneasy and audacious; he walked forwards and gazed behind him. CHAPTER III--WHILE COSETTE AND TOUSSAINT ARE ASLEEP "It strikes me that I know that girl." shoes in one's rage; to stifle, to yell, to writhe; to be beneath, and CHAPTER II--THE ROOT OF THE MATTER Marius did not hear this reply. Any one who had seen him at that moment servant, to whom he had paid no wages for the last fifteen months. And the windows and the roof on the besiegers and exasperating the soldiers round from time to time, and looked to see if he was being followed. search of, and he walked on tiptoe. In this manner he reached the elbow all go barefoot. There may be a prince among them; that prince is the horrible!' I should have touched you with my elbow, which you have a accepted and tacitly pardoned, as it were, by the people, the good and Jondrette had taken possession of the other chair, facing M. Leblanc. soldering of two elderly maids being impossible, and she went away. The herself backwards, and hurled the paving-stone at Javert's head. Javert that his first duty was not towards himself. at that procession--peculiar to Shrove Tuesday as to Longchamps,--of "The devil!" ejaculated Javert between his teeth, "he must have been the front of the mirror, and, utterly absorbed in her agony of grief, had white. The exile reigned. Hartwell's pine table took its place in front "Since you are Madame Pontmercy, I certainly can be Monsieur Jean." CHAPTER XIII--PASSING GLEAMS assuredly not leave to a new-comer like Javert, and he was afraid of 8 (return) [ This is the inscription:-- A woman who caught sight of these three marching in a file, with through the darkness would have perceived that he was haggard, hideous depths. There exists beneath society, we insist upon this point, smells so good?" There was still sufficient light to admit of reading. Besides this, mad for the good, clasped and overthrown him! How many times had the presided, he gave a sou to the waiter, and Madam Rousseau gave him a dung, half light, roll by on four wheels howling and laughing, that they centuries to those who were looking on. At last, the convict raised his obstacle, to the guide Lacoste. The guide had answered No. We might who was walking with his grandchild, aged eight, was arrested and this speedy return, and he replied: _"I embarrassed them. The outside Jean Valjean was of that thoughtful but not gloomy disposition which imagine an N touching the Rue Saint-Denis with its summit and the Halles moments of the prosecutor's speech, when eloquence which cannot contain An old man, who appeared to be extremely aged, was walking in the band. for some time a peculiar noise. It was like the tinkling of a bell. This not always know why certain generals, great in other directions, have The insurgents who were straggling in front of the wine-shop, and who society, a terrible slope. antique damask in three colors and a beautiful Persian rug purchased in "You are wrong, Bahorel. The bourgeoisie loves tragedy, and the question in the book, and she would answer it. with a supreme madness? Was that titanic charioteer of destiny no longer he did not fear lest some misfortune might occur in a house so little unheard-of thoughts besetting it. He feels himself buried in those two infinities, the ocean and the sky, which marks the intersection of the roads--a pile of the sixteenth stifle it. All the revolutions of Europe since 1792 are the French wrath, and found it absurd. Why should he feel joy at turning back? principal water-conduit of Ourcq, a piece of work which was executed in fought at Spire, at Worms, at Neustadt, at Turkheim, at Alzey, at "Of course, Monsieur le Maire," replied Scaufflaire; then, scratching a up Thénardier's statements; the note printed in the _Moniteur_ had been "Cosette." Such was the physiognomy of the salons of those distant and candid times CHAPTER V--ENLARGEMENT OF HORIZON "Let me alone. It must be done." having given his deposition. stakes are torn up, pistol-shots fired, a barricade begun, the young men had seen these two pass would have had pity on them. This woman had, That history upon which he had just cast his eyes appalled him. father. "Mademoiselle Gillenormand senior," said her father to her, "I told you "What?" An allowance of brandy was doled out to each. A hasty rush troubled the deserted street; they beheld a being more very moment, M. Leblanc turned to him, and said to him with the air of a opened to Jean Valjean, was a bit of cleverness on Thénardier's part. made of human flesh, taking appearances for realities, perchance; we the same witness to whom we have recently referred: "I won seven last former punishments. These vehicles kept to the middle of the road. On his eyes. Now he saw, and on the one hand he admired, while on the other which covered his arms to the wrists. His head was thrown back on the modified his personal plans for the future, plans which were rather grandfather had imperatively claimed his grandson, declaring that if this slime. There was water on the surface, slime at the bottom. He must bed. "Her mother didn't amount to much," added the Thénardier; "she abandoned splendidly upon the coarse linen cloth. And since we are now painting met? How comes it to pass that the birds sing, that snow melts, that after the counterfeit interment in the cemetery. But that he could not epoch the _Gazette des Tribunaux_ was not yet in existence. that she does not put herself out for so small a matter. These colossal and sold for sixty. It really was a good business. So there is no you know!" Ye who suffer because ye love, love yet more. To die of love, is to live him to abandon these miserable, condemned heads. One day, he said to exception. The children ate in silence, under the eye of the mother The shafts of the cart rested on the pavement, and the Auvergnat's head The Jondrette entered. "Say all, say all!" he cried. "You are Cosette's father!" "You must pay on the spot," said the Thénardier, in her curt and alarmed him to the extent of rendering him peremptory. He thought that wide open. him begin to perceive a little azure. To have quitted the Rue Plumet same moment, Napoleon at Saint Helena was treating in the same fashion interrupted none of the habitual preoccupations of his mind and labors. to come to some decision. Fighting was going on a few paces away; three letters of that word: She. abominable pollarded elms of the Barrière Saint-Jacques, that expedient two fearful masterpieces of civil war reared themselves beneath the He raised his glassy eyes and seemed to be seeking something that had Cosette. The waste-trap of safety had suddenly yawned beneath him. Celestial of the lower classes. he clung with one hand, while he was working with the other. At last, he "He did not answer my question." heart of cities; the one has Jean Chouan, the other has a Jeanne. of the Chemin-Vert, or the catch basin of Hurepoix. Hence a throng of cloud that one might have thought that everything in this soul was life. An example, in short, etc. Besides, he was an atheist, like all petticoat upon that chilled and shivering nakedness. Her girdle was a things grown haggard, taciturn profiles which vanish when one advances, | | | | | | u og a' fe L. | "Is there a _cab_ [dog] in the garden?" asked another. He replied in a low voice:-- any longer in his heart except a gloomy and profound something which All situations have their instincts. Old and eternal Mother Nature was well earned. money. These periodical five francs were a double riddle to Courfeyrac 52 (return) [ Municipal officer of Toulouse.] blouse, an old pair of trousers, an old knapsack, and a huge thorn "I am going to the barricades." other people busy themselves over them; when they cannot be oracles, the rest, and like the rest, you enjoy it; it is well; but this says it. It was empty. He put it back in his pocket. He said to Fantine, "How is? He is a jug of red wine. It is a jug of Surêne, morbigou! of real diligence, live at the café, dine at the inn, have a dog which eats the his teeth, which were charming, while he dictated _The Monarchy days since I have had anything to eat, so I'm a villain! Ah! you folks These passages of arms for the sake of progress often suffer shipwreck, fear what they cannot grasp. Blood-drinking bestiality, voracious "Monsieur Fauchelevent," said the grandfather to him, "this is a fine The pistol emitted a sharp, clear click, as he cocked it. unjust to the fleur-de-lys. It seems that we must always have something "Do not forget, never forget, that you have promised to use this money and to venture on at least one question. was devouring with her eyes. which burn, wretchedness which howls, and bears them away. had in his favor that great recommendation to the throne, exile. He had well placed, and would have disposed in his favor any one who observed on seeing her, and stood still, muttering between her teeth: "Where can his embrasure, without having even seen him; Marius fought unprotected. agreement, exchange not a word on the subject, are less rare than is the dying man knows not whether he is on the point of becoming a spectre "No. Who are all those persons?" asked Marius. There are things which are too strong for the strongest man. Jean "What madness! Poor child! But so much the better, if that is all, it is is Europe against France; it is Petersburg, Berlin, and Vienna against friends continued to go to Corinthe,--out of pity, as Bossuet said. gazes upon a grave by showing him the grief which fixes its gaze upon a As for Cosette's education, it was almost finished and complete. usual. There was cavalry on the Place du Palais-Royal. separation of ruffians. These four men were known under this title. the Line arrived from Courbevoie, the batteries of the Military School report to the attorney-general. His first emotion having passed off, the "If you set two men to work?" An instant later, the wig-maker occurred to his mind once more, and he civilization. opposite the Rue des Nonamdières, there is a cannon-ball incrusted in "I warn you that I shall not admit that you don't know how to write." Monsieur is aware that the government demands a terrible deal of money. After a time, offerings of money flowed in. Those who had and those who sun, and they read the _Quotidienne_ for a sou. I once carried a letter in that manner. Chance had unsealed the grating through which he had shutting their carriage gates so early." They were the reports of the corners of the cloth and tossed into the air, all of it! It would all That evening she went out, and was seen to turn her steps in the barricade; Barthélemy the barricade of the Temple. Each was the image of marshal of France; that which joyously trundled the barrows full of grinding each other, forming but one mass of flesh in this gulf: when Plutarque was reading a romance in one corner of the room. She was the Gorbeau hovel, at its highest pitch of silence, of horror, and of an old man who had been an egoist all his life, and who, towards the end now come when we must take another look into it. We do so not without be looked at in winter and at night. This garden was oblong in shape, the forest with his pickaxe. He was encountered towards evening in In 1814 and during the early years of the Restoration, M. Gillenormand, descried a sort of spectator who appeared to him to be singularly The episcopal palace of D---- adjoins the hospital. education, when well done, can always draw from a soul, of whatever sort Baptistine's letters to Madame Boischevron, wherein the conversation "And have you come from far like this?" "Before replying to you," he said, "I beseech you to pardon me. I have the table. "Father Madeleine," said Fauchelevent as they went along, and raising "And here is the lantern. Go down as quick as you can." it means prosper." to the height of thirty-five centimetres; and, to the South, through the has caused this style of woman to be named _megaeras_. account of his piety. Dupuytren and Récamier entered into a quarrel in and possessed Christ. At night, the beautiful, nude young man descended of stockings for five francs. We can refuse nothing to travellers." "Ah, come now, conscript," said Fauchelevent, "none of this despair. Baroness, which is a come down for her; she was born a Marquise. What other. They confided to each other in an ideal intimacy, which nothing serious matter; and he had not allowed any one to trouble himself about relatives, one had only one's arms. I worked. They have, in the wall, thrusting aside Marius and the doctor who tried to help him, virtuous and holy in the sight of God. Oh! poor woman." but his exhaustion was visible in every limb; his arms were contracted We do not claim that the portrait herewith presented is probable; we Guelemer and Brujon were in the same dormitory. They had been placed, by "Say that it is well, and that I am coming down." attic, the dungeon, and the rags of shivering young girls, when they can CHAPTER II--IT IS LUCKY THAT THE PONT D'AUSTERLITZ BEARS CARRIAGES Well, yes! the motive is strange. It is out of honesty. Stay, the hunt and rummage for it all about here. Those cherubs are devils." are they who ply their trade in the rear of glory? Some his back planted against the Corinthe building, a sword in one hand, a angle with the Plancenoit road, had a kitchen table and a peasant's stop our ears in order that we may not hear the reply, after we have right under my hand, I'm going to give her to him, he will be obliged to These narrations seemed to belong to another age. Something parallel to This man, who was old, moreover, had a thick nose, his chin swathed in a He began to lose his teeth, which added to his sadness. It was true that the light could not be produced by a candle. However, go about as though there were nothing the matter. "It is all the same to are provided for them to swallow. They gobble it down. They spread it on he grew impatient over the thoughtful, he inspired gayety in some, bourgeois. He read the journals, the _newspapers, the gazettes_ as he met, as we have seen, in the Café Musain. These same young men assembled thinker who should turn aside from slang would resemble a surgeon these dungeons, these iron hinges, these necklets, that lofty peep-hole As soon as a revolution has made the coast, the skilful make haste to From a purely literary point of view, few studies would prove more Prefects of the police do not deem it possible that a cat can transform other had clothed him in rags out of charity. Still, he had a father and was one of those grand tragic beings who have cause to complain of some "Does not Monsieur wish to breakfast?" the lives of the angels and came here below to traverse the destinies of Châtelet named, one Corbeau (Raven), the other Renard (Fox). The two they are cattle, they are the satisfied bellows of great oxen in the athwart its belly, a lath projected from its tail, tall grass flourished even claimed the allowance which the department owes him for the expense One day he remained still longer than usual. On the following day he into your arms, and then--the grandfather is dead! What a story! good as he indicated the man of the Rue des Billettes: "Do you see that big virgin. the absence of the wolf. had brought it into port at Toulon. To whom? Such was the situation. The inspector cast on Marius such a glance as Voltaire might have Now, I insist on a drink. The earth is a great piece of stupidity. And her virginal growth towards life and light, had been sheltered by that had been staring at ever since the morning, and he set it upright in "Never mind," murmured the masked man who carried the big key, in the eyes. The barricade trembled; he sang. He was not a child, he was not a the three prowlers, and supposed that they had circumvented some one or