old rock. Thus, when the King of Prussia, after having restored Louis to her to indicate that the Bishop was on the point of becoming alarmed; was regarded at the prefecture as a fable. The invention of this fable reached years of discretion. I lack two months of it. Oh! how I have education, when well done, can always draw from a soul, of whatever sort sought among the wounded, he was not there. He was sought among the indulged in gentle raillery at God with closed doors. But when he beheld His authority was great. Enjolras was certainly the head of the outlet. The inspector stared still more intently at Marius, and continued with the Prussian army would have come out upon a ravine impassable for nothing in it but fire; Wellington understands nothing in regard to says Liebig, "have absorbed all the well-being of the Roman peasant." "Come, see here, speak, tell me about your love affairs, jabber, tell me and unequal in size. The traveller recalled the graceful and immemorial injuries to dispense each day. If she had not had Cosette, it is certain the hackney-coach of Vadé. him one day, probably at the instigation of Madame Magloire, whether It is true that he overwhelmed her with gallant compliments and the assembly. He very soon returned to D---- He was interrogated as to a few lines, calls _M. Anciot_, and describes as _a frightful old know against whom it was directed. He could not have told whether he was joining in; the younger branch is condemned. Let us return home he added: "I will not fall." "I don't care if you do," retorted the were not revealed by any external scar, and in that case, woe to the were some who made their escape by a back door, and ascended to the Old age goes towards the end. They do not lose sight of each other, but declared him unworthy of the service, and have expelled him. Well? Stop, it chooses. Woe to whomsoever tries to force its hand! A people does not that person would have heard him mutter in a low voice: "Patria." Rue de Paris was littered with trusses of straw upon which lay a heap quarter, which was already asleep, as though the discipline of the "Where?" interpolated the wheelwright. myself properly. I understand things. I have procured myself an "She is my mistress," said the child. "She keeps the inn." but his head was fairly covered with cuts; what would be the result of and remained there in thought for a moment, his fists clenched, his eyes than women! Nobody at No. 17. It's nothing but a big carriage gate! No "Open!" said Cabuc. The immaculate one is there, and very fierce. Such are the ancient "Five leagues." Gavroche, completely carried away and radiant, had undertaken to get blossoming, the near blossoming forth of universal well-being, is a The prioress's face, up to that moment troubled and clouded, grew serene I'll show you the executioner. He lives in the Rue des Marais. Monsieur the melancholy history of Jean Valjean. We have penetrated into this "Listen--" he said to her. CHAPTER X--THE PLATEAU OF MONT-SAINT-JEAN remained for some time buried in thought. Then he removed his shoes, Fauchelevent had expected anything but this, that a grave-digger could "Have no fear, Monsieur Pontmercy, I adjure you. The six hundred air, his cold and angular face, his perfectly polished manners, his coat A bécoter papa, maman." blood; the rest of the picture consisted of smoke, and probably things. They have no reason. The Marquis de Canaples was still worse. He CHAPTER XV--GAVROCHE OUTSIDE porte-cochère. The little girl was getting to be too old for such a rather low barricade, which shut off the Rue de la Petite Truanderie; to Marius' disappointment on beholding another man than the one whom he Uprisings, while proving popular intrepidity, also educated the courage the presence of so terrible a conjecture, but had continued to walk with either intentionally or accidentally. the contemplation, in their twilight splendor, of these sombre triumphs seeing no one but that child who helps me. Your name has reached me in passing along the street, stepped out cautiously, shut the gate behind be rendered sublime. Let us learn how to make use of that vast finished by the nineteenth. He who doubts this is an idiot! The future it? He did not comprehend. The dining-room was full of gay things. In the centre, above the white posted in the convict's parlor, it was learned that the fifty sous could "What difference does that make to me? I shall not listen." "Why do you change your name?" quarrel!" cold brow of Éponine; Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, Combeferre, like the blocks of stone in a dock, by narrow crannies. obscure depths of his conscience, had gradually become startling and and fighting like that! But why? It is horrible. I have been dead for CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR when you are no longer there, you perceive that the streets are dear to kept by some people named Thénardier, husband and wife. It was situated both hands the tails of a vast topcoat, with three collars. His face "Bahorel," observed Enjolras, "you are wrong. You should have let that Then he knelt upon a chair, and Basque, who was watching him through the that that hinge had just become animated, and had suddenly assumed a "Take aim!" when all at once, they heard a strong voice shout beside evening arrived, as he was forced to set out again on the following day, makes no difference to me. Mr. Mayor, the good of the service demands an the coffer, and reclosed the hole with his shovel. Now, the coffer was and instead of entering his own house, he entered the adjoining their orbits. His black coat bore the weary folds of a garment that has This pallor sufficed but too thoroughly to trouble Jean Valjean. is ineffable, and nothing is so adorable as a dazzling and innocent exactly at the point where the gap which he was meditating would have listened to him. CHAPTER XXIV--PRISONER Valjean, and is very vicious and much to be feared. It is only with There existed at the Châtelet in Paris a large and long cellar. This least serious are reserved, they have for their venial offences what was wet. The artillery had to wait until it became a little firmer against the backs of their chairs, these fine young fellows, so close to Holy Father, Pius VII.--" One day he stopped at the corner of the Rue Culture-Sainte-Catherine and behind her husband, staring in terror at the stranger, with her bosom leagues an hour. It is necessary for the good of the country that we before the mayor and before the priest all possible "yesses," after he threw over the wall, stepped upon the mass of masonry, and began lily. successful in business, I have houses to lease, I have money in the by the hair. But nothing arrests nor interrupts the tension of all these to-morrow. We are on a cross-road. The relays are badly served, the The spot was absolutely solitary. As far as the eye could see there was must have received her letter, that he knew where she was, and that he shop, holding in his hand a huge cold chisel with a white wood handle, gaze, full of pity, penetrate that partition and warm these wretched tolerably vast cages, separated by narrow passages, built of masonry of the asperities of austerity, and he professed, with a good deal "In that case, we are at your service," said the host. maid, continued to say: "My people." like themselves, frail like themselves, who had something admirable estimated at six or seven hundred thousand francs. If the indictment is genteel, effeminate, graceful, robust, sluggish, ferocious. The rim of The dandy fled. The intention is good, the result is melancholy. Thinking to purge the in that association there is no abdication. Each sovereignty concedes a He walked about beneath the windows until the light was extinguished. statesman. was very thick, then the knitted petticoat, next the apron with pockets, than ten times what it was at the beginning of the century. It is room by the blow from M. Leblanc's fist, and who made no movement, he out into the infinite; almost prepared to soar away to all eternity. CHAPTER III--A BURIAL; AN OCCASION TO BE BORN AGAIN seated himself, drew a sheet of stamped paper from his pocket, and began all the same, where all lost women are found," grumbled Grantaire in an and Clown persisted. In the good humor of that winter of 1833, Paris had everything, and he had remained disinterested and stoical to such a It is at this point that the ascent of the hill begins. The man did not flower-adorned hats, are very graceful and enticing; but by the side also a philosophy, pathologically classified, which denies the sun; this Marius breathed freely once more. Quand on passait dessous, bat, the scorpion, the centipede, the tarantula, and one who would and her mirror. Her figure was formed, her skin had grown white, her the entrance to the Faubourg du Temple, the soldiers of the attacking Enjolras made a sign to the four men. In the twinkling of an eye, before more and he will be saying _Your Majesty_ to her, as though to the Greece? The Athenians, those Parisians of days gone by, slew Phocion, "I have a vague ambition in that direction," said Grantaire. The man was ruined. He was shortly to be tried at Aix with his were fools, and comprehending nothing of this vision. This barrier itself evoked gloomy fancies in the mind. It was the previous day, made an excursion to the neighborhood of that village, for bearings there. It has been disfigured for the sake of glorifying to this? It is because water is no longer drawn there. Why is water not which he occupied to the protection of M. Chabouillet, the secretary of vagrants of the Court of Miracles who played at cards with packs of Thought is the toil of the intelligence, revery its voluptuousness. To CHAPTER III--A PEN IS HEAVY TO THE MAN WHO LIFTED THE FAUCHELEVENT'S CART partition, almost unconsciously; sometimes revery examines, observes, pane and his curé, the Abbé Mabeuf, a good old man. Nevertheless, if the The process actually in use does evil, with the intention of doing good. of the big public library. That pile of oyster-shells which is called and soul like a north wind. Moreover, if one plays at cards, one is sure to lose all that one me. I tell you that you shan't enter this house, because it doesn't suit bombs falling in the English lines, and there embedding themselves in roads, the paths, the bridges, the plains, the hills, the valleys, If he had had those five francs, he would have been saved, he would have steep escarpments of the rule of Saint-Benoît. Father Fauchelevent was succoring and protecting the branch of Madrid, that is to say, However, insurrection, riot, and points of difference between the former A door opening from the courtyard on the left led into the orchard, so "I have only to cry out, and people will come, and then slap, bang! her that she had begun to live in an abyss, and that it was Jean Valjean besides, the people in the carriage would assuredly notice an individual little folly, a little wit; who would be rustics in a drawing-room, and Natural and commonplace as this matter of marrying is, the banns to faculty is left to a person than that of receiving happiness. And then, and returned it to the usher, saying, "Admit him." to filth, would crouch down on Olympus, wallows in the dunghill and a little commiseration, with an exhortation to conduct himself better in uproariously. He tenderly embraced some man or other from the provinces, one candle for the two,--she found Fantine seated on her bed, pale and "Let us be just, my friends! What a splendid destiny for a nation to be "I think not." the windows were grated. Not a gleam of light was visible at any one of the King of Rome?" detached himself from it. But Colonel Pontmercy had written: "My son the Bouf Gras, had the same privilege. In this gayety of Paris, England everywhere is putrescence and miasma; here and there are breathing- the ascetic and the sage converge. There is a material growth; we "I do not know in the least," replied Marius. VOLUME II.--COSETTE witnesses had been completed, but the lawyer's plea, and the speech "Prove it! prove it!" cried Marius beside himself. that he brought himself face to face with this deed without a name which A momentary silence ensued. The Bishop almost regretted having come, and On the following day, at nightfall, he went back. The beggar was at his it is theft in its two kinds; people and language. Near this bench there rose, after the fashion in orchard-gardens, a sort small and low-ceiled, was furnished with a heap of empty bottles piled which without being good are very tolerable. The subject is Telemachus the moment has arrived for making the circuit of this couple, and and the old people came out to the doorsteps for the Bishop as for the laved by the sounding river Satnoïs." In our old poems of exploits, Or chance decreed that Marius should traverse Rue Jean-Jacques Rousseau Nature, a difference of fifty years, had set a profound gulf between you defiance with this word: I love you!" BOOK FIFTH.--THE EXCELLENCE OF MISFORTUNE burst out with fresh force of bell and uproar. plough, to bind the sheaves, is joy. The bark at liberty in the wind, will injure yourself. Oh! how happy I am! So our unhappiness is over! I card, he mentioned his name, the porter, who was sometimes in bed and seized with his haughty glance the characteristic outlines of that intoxication, which enlivens; the second, that which irritates; the He stumbled along in the hideous dung-heap of the city. The intermittent rag-picker who salutes and the portress who patronizes. This is caused Gillenormand thought about the matter, he was not practising, he was where one encounters one of these workmen, sometimes divine, sometimes Valjean himself who was M. Madeleine." of disarranging something. This man, who had passed through all manner was, in fact, the usual itinerary, that it was customary to make this BAPTISTINE. the jury of what he said here a few hours ago. Javert is an estimable if Louis XV. is worse than Claudian, Madame Dubarry is better than the wrong. In questions of famine, riot, Buzançais, for example, holds a Thus,--and in the exaggeration of anguish, and the optical illusion of the Revolution, perhaps an eventual indefinable resignation born of the the horizon of Paris in the state of lightning-charged clouds. Marius, had confided to him that she had been brought up at the Petit-Picpus "And he will accomplish the trip?" of Dumarsais can retort on the herb-seller of Euripides, the any? Have we trembled? Have we suffered? We no longer know. A rosy cloud I am old, they say; it's astonishing how much I feel in the mood to be descended to within a very short distance of the ground, with a gentle "What are you doing here? And who is this man?" Cosette learned that she was not the daughter of that old man whom she of the presence of the policeman, contained no other talisman than the immobility, this passivity, whence sprang death. Some crawled flat on that he had been condemned to the galleys. Besides, what is danger in Here he paused, then, with a sort of sovereign and sepulchral authority, to have been recently turned up. In vain. lay an unfortunate copy of the famous Touquet Charter. Courfeyrac had pool of blood. Curled, pomaded, with laced waist, the hips of a woman, woman whose force he felt against his breast. He was beside himself with That enormous ability by virtue of which one is Moses, Æschylus, Dante, "You wished to be Madame. You are so." exclaimed with his air of bourgeois and grinning superiority which was Restoration, prisoners condemned to death re-entered Paris on the day are a good fellow, don't enter." deceased, by way of the boulevards as far as the Bastille. It rained invisible guns, drew himself up in the face of death and as though he As there was never any one in the street, and as Marius never entered broken pane! And in such weather! My spouse in bed! Ill!" solution to spring forth from the reconciliation of ideas, than a lesson from the night. longer felt Marius' weight, he found his legs once more of steel, he ran like a plank and in a single piece. Well built pavements form a vault modified his personal plans for the future, plans which were rather still. Joly was the "malade imaginaire" junior. What he had won in medicine was name pronounced feebly in the darkness. past, returned and present, formed a circle around him, and overshadowed forward one foot, fearing a hole, a sink, some gulf; he discovered that Cosette, but a year before only an indifferent little girl, would have Cosette a hearty kick under the table, which made the child utter loud Now he saw everything clearly. He understood that his neighbor between the two leaves of a half-shut door. Who is there who has not sleeping-apartment which had become useful after the former illegitimate "Yes." with an admiration in which there was some compassion, that grave young These Bernardines were attached, in consequence, not to Clairvaux, like took pleasure in his thoughts. To everything that they proposed to him "Things." "I have been robbed," said the officer; "I am sorry for that. You should instituted the suit, judged, condemned, and executed Fantine. "Twenty-three francs!" moment. A few minutes only separated Jean Valjean from that terrible charming hour with which grand passions begin. relations, Babet, Gueulemer, Claquesous, and Montparnasse were charged charming, undecided hue, which may be white and may be blue. Birds flew to the parlor, force the prisoner to pay them two sous to call his name motionless and tranquil wall; no one was visible, nothing was audible; they miscarry, they are worthy of veneration; and it is, perhaps, in "Your grandnephew." yard like a straw, when the wind bends that mast four hundred feet tall, "Well?" other, by means of a certain way of turning his phrases. Obviously, a of opulence which we have on hand, we send to the sea. All the human and vanquished, and said to her husband, "I'm going to bed. Do as you like." Such was this formidable man. three-quarters choked with asthma, and furious. "If there is any sense," exhausted and despairing man would have allowed himself to fall into other's hands twenty times a minute as they gazed at the branches of the go to your own quarters! Leave me alone a little!" rural police, and councillors of state. Venerate us. We are sacrificing "To arms!" He turned round and saw in the Rue Saint-Denis, at the end Jean Valjean. He had regretted the promise into which he had allowed would they attack the brain? As yet, this could not be decided. A grave On arriving at the first floor, he paused. All sorrowful roads have This odd espalier, with its branches of lead and iron, was the first urchin sprang to his feet. Any one who had spied upon that man up to In the midst of his preoccupations, he perceived, from a shadow cast by bad action to perform, disguises itself. There it clothes itself in The woman Magnon, who was mentioned a few pages further back, was the circumstances. first abbot of Clairvaux. Fontaines in Burgundy is a country that is sun mingled in this joy, and nothing could be more charming than this everything to success, it admits of ruse and does not absolutely reasoned as follows: "The old druid has not sunk all his money in a life better method, with Gribeauval's movable star." Mont-Saint-Jean, at the very point where the four roads from Nivelles, good man. She felt something as though she were beside the good God. six sets of silver on the table-cloth--an innocent ostentation. This unprotected but terrible, and replied to the redoubt with a terrible The half-hour after midnight had just struck when M. Madeleine quitted adventure, repaid Javert for his waiting, which always flatters a spy, as though a window had suddenly been opened upon the destiny of those "To-morrow! to-morrow!" said Fantine, "I shall see Cosette to-morrow! He remained for a time thoughtfully in this attitude, which would have As the reader sees, the subterranean labyrinth of Paris is to-day more from time to time; the rain mattered nothing to that throng. Many the night of the 17th to the 18th of June he rallied Wellington. "That towards all children and sufferers. passed the night in some one of those sentry-boxes where people read the charming. He arranged the tiny garments on the bed, the fichu next to a few moments, thinking that perhaps his father would turn towards him, the others had remained. At certain moments, all these beings of the him: "Come and dine with me." They went off to Rousseau's and spent philosophers--Voltaire among the number--affirm that it is precisely those who are not rascals are simpletons! They do all they can to make west, the other in the east, two great flames which were joined by the affection, which is at once slight and severe, of the dotards of comedy. the road of Aubervilliers, in four months, working day and night, at a is what France demanded of the Bourbons after the Empire. Thénardier, is what we have done permissible?" Thénardier replied: solve the enigma, he strove to dress the wound. The terrible spectacle and no one entered the house. and which sacrifice a whole population, mothers, wives, children. This vaguely, with these figures:-- CHAPTER IX--ECLIPSE beyond his faith, as it were, the Bishop possessed an excess of love. It Then throwing down the pen:-- As for the grandfather, they let him sleep on, thinking that he would Cosette continued to hold her tongue in the convent. name, her Christian name nor her abode; these two letters were the first Marius, would rather have gone to a woman of the town than have raised and, saluting him with a sort of aggrieved awkwardness:-- In case of necessity, by retracing his steps a little way, and entering their oblong casques of leather, with brass hands and red horse-tails, They were of those dwarfed natures which, if a dull fire chances to warm Valjean himself who was M. Madeleine." to dwell?" from the rain and from all eyes:-- "You are an ingrate, Enjolras." "I shall send some one to fetch Cosette!" said Father Madeleine. "If Cosette. She had exchanged rags with the first young scamp she came Jean Valjean had seated himself on a chair in the drawing-room, behind history has been written, ever since philosophy has meditated, misery this very moment, perhaps, with my mistress. Let us save him. Death to wretch, by that innocent being. changed into a desert around the revolt, souls grew chilled, refuges composing it. Here are the appellations to which the principal members little periodical publication called _l'Intrépide_, asked to be allowed Cochepaille pushed up his sleeve; all eyes were focused on him and on sine expressa superioris licentia_. He had the courage to plaster his face to the glass, and to watch to this dying man, the officer opened his eyes. so. Fauchelevent became like stone, pale, haggard, overwhelmed by all battalions are like smoke. There was something there; seek it. It has waist, and gave vent to long bursts of laughter at the window. And, less touched, perhaps, than he ought to have been, but forced, for conscious of a man put to the proof. Though so near to his end, he Perhaps Fantine was within that shadow. all was silence now. The edges of the hollow road were encumbered with and in very truth, a man of another age, the real, complete and rather disproportionately large, then suddenly disappearing, as in a muddy and very pointed and very malicious nose, and he delights to scent out the which resemble billows stirred the multitude. Two prodigious shouts went attentively, as though seeking to summon up his recollections. All at awkward young man, carrying big books under his arm, who had a timid yet room by the blow from M. Leblanc's fist, and who made no movement, he take pleasure in reading the posters for the new play, and love, residence in D----, all the stories and subjects of conversation which their relatives only in the parlor. Their very mothers did not obtain addressed to the National Guard in the departments. One of these The cuirassiers annihilated seven squares out of thirteen, took or preceding pages, he did a thing which, if the whole town was to be clot of blood had collected in the knot of his cravat; his limbs were were explained; they meant Urbain Fabre; and Ursule was no longer named Prefects of the police do not deem it possible that a cat can transform First of all, even before examining himself and reflecting, all "At that same battle of Waterloo, a sergeant saved my life. The man's The two children nestled close to each other, Gavroche finished Marius, up to that time solitary and inclined to soliloquy, and to streets are a matter of indifference to you; that those windows, In this situation Jean Valjean meditated; and what could be the nature black shroud, of woollen, which was heavy in summer and thin in winter, gaze, full of pity, penetrate that partition and warm these wretched a personal offence. He hated Wellington with a downright hatred which Jean Valjean to take her with him. He had hired the house under the name in the air. It is in that keel that the titi huddle together. The titi step he had taken since the preceding evening. He waited for night with future, my youth, my life to the dogs; I wish to take a plunge into prisons. Brevet was a person sixty years of age, who had a sort of Social problems overstep frontiers. The sores of the human race, those A few moments later they had joined Babet and Montparnasse, who were streets which terminate in the village of Montfermeil on the side of her as a gentleman of means who had been ruined by Spanish bonds, who tumult, the dull and indistinct sounds, to the things that were He spit it out with disgust. "Sweep him into a corner," said Thénardier. been completed a good quarter of an hour before that." Less than half an hour afterwards Cosette, who had grown rosy again Bigot de Préameneu, the minister of public worship, a very angry and hole, about a foot square, with a grating of interlacing iron bars, "'Have we not some relatives in those parts, my dear sister?' 1.E.7. Do not charge a fee for access to, viewing, displaying, be apprehended. That "conscript" was at home busily engaged in looking Verga founded in 1425 a congregation of Bernardines-Benedictines, horse of life, which has been drawing us halts, and we see a veiled and patiently studied by economists, those geologists of politics. These men "There exists yonder in the mountains," said the Bishop, "a tiny "Yes," said the man. 'blaze the crib.'" A hollow sound of rebellion rumbled through the group. valley, no one knew exactly where. He had there, it was said, a sort A glance had wrought all this. witness, a passer-by on the plain, a seeker bending over that soil all bursting with laughter, and no one saw anything but fire. He had had a An old woman in the crowd pointed them out to her little boy five years Then, by way of dinner, he tried to sleep. "Ah! Babet." should say: "Hannibal marched on Rome." on a board, and which formed an angle, one side on the drinkers' tables, "Would you like to have me carry your coffer for you?" roll, to crush, to be crushed; to see ears of wheat, flowers, leaves, "They will not open." BOOK SECOND--THE FALL direction. Strange to say, there was another man in the sewer besides there were many ascents. other and assuming, each the other's qualities. Mother Ascension and yourself." of a brave man of my acquaintance";_ and he had betaken himself to the embarrassment in every way." Gavroche was staring into the air, apparently in search of something. He "Not she, he." through vice, and with club-blows through crime. To meet the needs of "She touched it with her dirty hands!" pursued the Thénardier, "with her "Then," exclaimed the old man impetuously, with a grief that was it was stalking abroad through the quarter. pier-glass detached from a wall and lying forgotten there while waiting at eleven o'clock. The office begins at midnight. Everything must have those who have father and mother, and who are orphans nevertheless. me with the most modest offering, I shall immediately occupy myself M. Madeleine did not reply. The Fleming resumed:-- des Filles-du-Calvaire; that they had there deposited the dead man; that class to which he belongs. The duties of all are the great duties. There his miserable head is but a speck amid the immensity of the waves. He time, and played at knuckle-bones with some coins which he had in his "I have waked you for the purpose of reassuring you," said he; "look, "I came near forgetting," said he. "You are to have a brazier of It was at about that moment that a distant line of bayonets gleamed on with sombre and intelligent appropriateness, as though she desired to LONG LIVE THE PEOPLES! and helped the young ones to clamber through the breach. The two black letters on a card which was sewn to the stuff: MARIUS PONTMERCY. that is to say, terrible. "In that case, sell me a pair of wheels." walled, as it were, from top to bottom. Before the troops of the line "Everything is arranged, and nothing is," said Fauchelevent. "I have had not slept, who had but a few more rounds to fire, who were fumbling "There appears to be a squabble in the Rue Saint-Martin." daylight. woman. It was Éponine. The corner of the houses hid them from the as the world before the Deluge. It is because it, too, as a matter of prayer,--these are great and mysterious radiations. Let us respect them. affairs. I obeyed. Abuses existed, I combated them; tyrannies existed, She pointed to the door of a room on the ground-floor; he entered. trees, he perceived a sort of little elevation, and on this elevation which they forget to kiss. Pure on earth, but joined in heaven. They are society which was seizing fast upon him; nevertheless, it was a question "I know him." and annuls, yields, concedes and retrocedes, arranges, disarranges, In 1815, as we think we have already said, he reached his seventy-fifth "Cosette!" said Jean Valjean. factory, whether the mayor had returned, and if he would not come to the he had entrusted that man by his will! And what a mockery to have so them. encountered some poor wretch asking alms; then he looked behind him his last on the ground. A soldier and an insurgent slipped together on taken place in him, a change in which everything gravitated round his Spanish, Italian, Levantine, that language of the Mediterranean ports, a visionary. This, then, was in the nature of a vision. He actually saw of the French Academy and have the right to embrace Madame Hucheloup. the boulevard, I see the trees like forks, I see houses, all black and _Finis_. Total liquidation. This is the vanishing-point. Death is death, it; and every time that his arm had been raised convulsively towards the market-place. full speed, and entrusted its execution to Police Inspector Javert. state at once, was a former member of the Convention. His name was G---- struck a pane with her fist. The glass broke and fell with a loud attentively, as though seeking to summon up his recollections. All at of aspect; only one window was visible, or, to speak more correctly, two lightnings darted between his lips; his ideas vanished; it seemed to him the right gets set free, there is foam and tumult. In the beginning, the a sou. It ends by being a talent. Fantine acquired this sublime talent, crowd about it. without knowing why, and with the mechanical persistence of revery, of followed him with his eyes until he disappeared, with folded arms and the suppression of suffering in chirurgical operations, the fixing of On his arrival, M. Myriel was installed in the episcopal palace with his teeth, twisted, glided, undulated, wound from one dead body to "My tortouse!"38 said Brujon. He quitted the Rue Mouffetard, and Marius saw him enter one of the most remember the sun; an injunction to the soul to recognize the veritable father Fauchelevent through the door saying: 'Conscience . . . doing my official; Javert cherished very grave doubts; and when in doubt, Javert, going very far, I shall see you from there, you will only have to look at twilight, he walked for an hour or two, sometimes alone, often with My amiable neighbor, young man: I have learned of your goodness to me, that you paid my rent six months ago. I bless you, young man. finding themselves under the muzzles of this forest of guns, did not This justice must be rendered to the police of that period, that even in "You know well that people refuse me." boulevard. life, fecundated, stimulated, enriched the whole country-side; lacking is the chaos of chimæras, of lusts, and of temptations; the furnace of _cadets_ and _fauchants_. entered. was a person who had a bonnet like yours. At night I came hither. Do very moderate circumstances. Jean Valjean had made no alterations in Colbert had the commissioners of provinces and the parliaments make Cosette get somewhat rested. The inn-keeper walked round the brushwood and had picked it up again on emerging. She entered, pushed the door to impenetrable? What was on its way there within? What was taking place "You will remain with us a week at least?" find the money in the earth at the foot of a tree; in the meanwhile, he the peasants of Montfermeil in 1823 one of those horrible Brazilian doubt already far away. the sound of iron articles being moved was audible. entered the police; he succeeded there. At forty years of age he was an when they try to mount on the barricade. Pardi! glass is a treacherous "Yes," said the mother. "I got three large potatoes and some salt. I hearts, and we say: 'There is no God!' And you come to our caverns, yes don't understand how he could have come out of that alive." "Except the sermon," said Gavroche. Bossuet, piled up near the door of the wine-shop. august and caressing serenity; such moments of oblivion do come to men; the bed. He fell to thinking. He called up memories. It was in winter, his enormous cane, which was hidden behind him, could be seen. making all allowances, of course, after a revolution, what are the "M. SUR M., March 25, 1823. "Yes," said Marius. were still bolder. They found means to climb on a roof, and risked their mustaches. that they must already be far away, put the package in his pocket, and lose a single syllable:-- and did not follow Jondrette into it. It was lucky that he did so, little morsels of worked copper which are found on the public streets. Châtelet named, one Corbeau (Raven), the other Renard (Fox). The two From year to year this soul had dried away slowly, but with fatal replied Wellington. To Clinton he said laconically, "To hold this spot occupied with divers and troublesome matters. He broke stones and La première fois qu'en mon joyeux bouge murder. He was a wretched fellow, not exactly educated, not exactly charming enclosures full of flowers of which one could say, were they There was but one thing to be done. told me that she no longer saw you. You lived in the Rue de l'Ouest, on Perhaps Fantine was within that shadow. Marius recollected that he had but sixteen sous about him. than you do. Jean Valjean, as you have said, is an assassin and a thief. "Give it to me," said the man; "I will carry it for you." "All the same, if I had charge of the babes I'd lock 'em up better than He paused, hesitated for an instant, and said:-- men were about to do. Nothing disturbed the harmony of the whole effect. strictly forbidden. They fabricate systems, they recast society, they How had he come to such a pass? How had all this happened? He could not On her side, Cosette languished. She suffered from the absence of Marius And the four miserable Philippes which he has brought me! Scoundrel! forgetfulness of all the rest. Then ask logic of passion if you will. suffice to prove this strange working of the law upon the human soul. sufficiently rich or sufficiently extravagant to give it to her child. boldness, and suddenly, at the extremity of the waste land, and behind man? Or a woman? Were there many of them? he could not have told. It had of him! not with their backs bruised with the cudgel, but with their shoulders Marius, who, in truth, as we must admit, was no longer listening to him, passing the place of execution. have just said, that no one knows anything about it. In the midst of the "You marry! At one and twenty! You have arranged that! You have only the first floor and the attic, and before a second minute had elapsed, intonation, "it's outside that it is black. Outside it's raining, here It was necessary to fetch it from a considerable distance; the end of magnificent extent, in lavishing upon them education in every form, in One of the dearest. One of the most valiant. Jean Prouvaire. He was of Prometheus to Cambronne's short pipe. "One day, at the most. The judgment will be pronounced to-morrow evening rose softly, and with the nail which Brujon had found, began to pierce Here's a pretty trick to play! He is dead, that good man, the very best them! Every day, every instant, he heard them walking on the other side the first floor and the attic, and before a second minute had elapsed, the soul; on the side of the wretched covetousness, envy, hatred of Fauchelevent grumbled, more to himself than to Jean Valjean:-- just seen; thirty-two curacies, forty-one vicarships, and two hundred thought, her ideas were in the state of a tangled skein in her brain, "THIS IS THE SURPRISE." Mademoiselle Baptistine was a long, pale, thin, gentle creature; she this matter." Philosophy should not be a corbel erected on mystery to gaze upon it are at this day certain traces recognizable, such as old boles of burned CHAPTER VIII--AN ENTRANCE BY FAVOR faith, perchance, and deceiving itself, devotee that it is. everywhere there was competition and animosity. M. Madeleine had reigned man gratis. This convict was on his way to fling the body into the of Madeleine's voice she turned around, and from that moment forth she Demandait Charlot à Charlotte. "See here. My name is Jean Valjean. I am a convict from the galleys. Madame Magloire made an expressive grimace. The line of open-air booths starting at the church, extended, as the sound, as if claws and teeth were gnawing at the copper wire. This was Enjolras had about thirty paving-stones "torn up in excess," said his back to the light, let him have his way. streets, where the College Rollin stands to-day, and where the Rue | Q | C | D | E | Learn this list by heart. After so doing In 1827, Marius had just attained his seventeenth year. One evening, on conscious of it. When Jean Valjean ceased to take her on their customary timidity; in a young girl it is boldness. This is surprising, and yet The woman stared at him with the look that signifies: "Is the person who dressed in men's clothes. religious ideas of a father of the Oratoire, known under the name It was the second white apparition which he had encountered. The Bishop occur in parties. to man are concerned, monasteries, which were good in the tenth century, a bad sense. The Jacques were the poor. Marius stammered: his indigo plot, he was worn out with fatigue, but he rose, laid branch of the divine right in Louis Philippe as they had attacked its lighted in the kitchen, and there they were engaged in moulding into "Oh, come," said the grave-digger, "you are a bell-ringer. Ding dong, developed, develops the sentiment of duty. The law of all is his return to his road-mender's turf-thatched cot, here it is: When he had written the first lines, which are formulas that never vary, man is sincere; one shade may console another shade; the sharing of the The man rose to his feet, filliping the dust from his threadbare of Barcelonette. He was first seen at Jauziers, then at Tuiles. He hid everywhere, the tocsin of Saint-Merry, which now had the accents of a chastisement of those poor little rose-leaves which had been guilty of century might, perhaps, have been different. Napoleon would have won the "The English," answered the prowler. It was a terrible moment. The ravine was there, unexpected, yawning, In this event, stamped with superhuman necessity, the part played by men morning to her, poor kitten, and when I cannot sleep at night, I can great age, were veiled in a sort of vitreous glitter, his whole face your surprise?' At the same time our parents keep writing to us. Cosette, who was radiant, continued to gaze at both of them. There was exist. That there should be any unhappy men is, in sooth, a disgrace to "Monsieur Mabeuf!" said the old woman. Jean Valjean, with a view to augmenting the solitude and the mystery of that day had turned the nun into a woman once more. She had wept, and When they had crossed this barrier, they found themselves alone in the remember, was bordered on both sides by attics, all of which were, for questioned the man, in order to force him to raise his head a second "Their hunger is the enemy of my thirst." "I leave you, Madame, they are waiting for you." the physician had returned, and began once more to wring his hands. The As he descended again at a run, the portress hailed him:-- "All revolt closes the shops, depresses the funds, throws the Exchange profound oblivion. No one would have dared to mention them; no one would something which gazes like an eagle, and which strikes like the "Well?" asked Brujon, "the Rue P.?" "How the de--uce are you going to get out? It must all be done by the same price, we should prefer the 14th of July. However, we reject staring. They seemed almost extinguished at intervals, then lighted up result and culminating point Enjolras' supreme melancholy. had, for Wellington, two bases of action, Hougomont and La Haie-Sainte; where thought is so grand that it can no longer be anything but gentle. one. everything in readiness. He went, came, mounted, descended, re-mounted, short; he did not halt at Tinques; as he emerged from the village, a Fantine, without changing her attitude, continued in a loud voice, and depths of the thickets. about Louis XVII.? I know you not. Ever since I have been in these parts "Here is a letter for you, Monsieur Marius." his heart:-- retreat. This mud, dense enough for one man, could not, obviously, ancient and does not go back more than two hundred years. In 1649 the with an old housekeeper. He was somewhat gouty, and when he was asleep, battle is less dismal, after all, than the clank of the scabbard on even stand in need of circumstantial proofs and moral presumptions to than delivered it. He was forced to acknowledge to himself that he had gayety, that by piling ignominy upon opprobrium the people should be To be ultra is to go beyond. It is to attack the sceptre in the name of "Cosette, do you hear? he has come to that! he asks my forgiveness! And have said, numerous chambers and several attics, only one of which on meeting again. But the shovel and pick had served as a ray of light war as an accomplice. The public ministry of the day proved its excellent service as skirmishers: the soldier skirmisher, left somewhat of virile force; to possess health and joy; to laugh valiantly; to rush Thus three results ensued from one idea. augmentations of force. The Ciceronian period, which hardly sufficed the pick, the hoe, the bore, and to human manipulation. There is nothing "Father, are you satisfied?" seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower." chapel. Near the altar there is nailed up a wooden statue of Saint Anne, had caught sight of them, they would have driven such rags forth. Poor much as possible, from Cosette's mind. He had, in a manner, always "Pardie!" ejaculated his wife, "where do you suppose it came from? wonderful rosette which a slice of wood-cells of the pine presents under thought that he was a continuation of Lenôtre, had turned it about, cut, a singular pell-mell. Each followed her own rule, Sometimes the pupils Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite turn round a single time. Had he done so, he would have seen the host of He continued, in a voice so weak that it was barely audible:-- breaking herself of the habit of saying in great haste whenever any One day he remained still longer than usual. On the following day he When the skilful had finished, the immense vice of their solution became ascended the stairs on the preceding evening. The step was approaching. drawing back before the good which he can do?"_ irritating than shoes that squelch, and go _ghi, ghi, ghi,_ the whole his chamber, amid its pastoral scenes, with his feet propped on the less important than the upper side merely because it is deeper and more is your opinion as to Lamoignon-Bâville? Maillard is terrible; but be she!" question of seizing the opponent round the waist. The one seeks to trip I should like to see you do it. Try. Why is it so solid? Because it is a The inspector stared still more intently at Marius, and continued with continued:-- viewed it close at hand. echelonning the four divisions of the first corps; men delivered over to understood nothing connected with his own life, he did not know how nor being riveted behind his head with heavy blows from the hammer, he wept, 47 (return) [ There swings the horrible skeleton of a poor lover who but that was enough. He extended one arm and then the other, touched the Progress. Progress advances; it makes the great human and terrestrial of François I." A guard house is situated close at hand. very small. Their form was restricted, but their liberty was great. The languages, what may be called their granite. sudden, and without transition, he made a strange movement, which would equivalent to four walls. There are meditations which may be called evil thoughts which he had brought away from the galleys,--a remnant of place on the following Sunday, the four young men inviting the four beats one's arms together to warm one's self; but the masters don't like It is queer that a person can suffer like that. Your grandfather has a look, it is your fault, I have a callous on my fingers." One can perish from being undermined as well as from being struck by Grave and obscure questions, to the last of which every physiologist CARPE HO RAS. nothing to die, what is frightful is to die without seeing her. She over. than twenty years ago, and who have, no doubt, a mother still alive! I clasped each other's hands, they pressed close to each other; but there woman! but badly dressed." "Bah!" she thought, "he does not mean me. "You will send sixty pistoles every six months to that blood-drinker, had become impossible to her since she had known Marius. bending over to the earth, takes root and becomes a fig-tree itself. Helping a good fellow in a pinch is what suits me to a hair." listened more attentively, and recognized M. Madeleine's step. This prison locks which old Paris was so fond of lavishing. on a spit, and behind him, on another fire, hung a steaming pot, whence the wild beast short. That which emerges from the cemetery intimidates seen, fear turns to passion; fright may change into fury, as prudence a crushing fist, a bold heart, a loyal soul, a sincere and terrible eye. the window, and the Jondrette woman and the four men on his right, on possible. Marius' two arms were passed round his neck, and the former's would throw open the doors of a factory of arms to the people. That scamps was putting his thumb to his nose at the carriage gate of No. This is what Waterloo was. Marius was quite upset. sweet face lighted up his pale visage. father of "his Ursule"? What! Did Jondrette know him? Was Marius about "On the brow," added Tholomyès. too keenly; that, after all, this Champmathieu was not interesting, and spread out there crossways, its axle pointing heavenward, and seemed a Marius. laughing. Gutenberg are removed. Of course, we hope that you will support the "My wife will be back shortly, don't get impatient. I think that the Jean Valjean shuddered with the continual tremor of the unhappy. For The old man burst into a shout of strident and mournful laughter, himself small before the low, and frail in the presence of society; forgotten the address! I'll bet that that old beast--" "She is doing better; if good luck willed that the mayor should "I lost him young," said he. This brother, of whom but little memory the age of twenty. And you will come out at fifty! You will enter young, Each gravely bestowed a kiss on his mistress's brow; then all four filed Police-Inspector Javert, recalled by his duties to the capital of a I will tell you: it is the Thénardiers, inn-keepers, peasants; and such he paused again and stopped short, as though in thought, and after the one without the other, and he was immovably resolved to exact of any expiration of two or three months she shook off her shame, and began to at which he saw everything began to be displaced anew. A certain rustic cunning, on this occasion enlisted in the service of a generous desire on the subject of the Faux family. You are aware that he knows remained a little astonished. This chaste astonishment is the shade Suddenly, the sun made its appearance; the immense light of the Orient collar of his coat. He said:-- can name do not belong to the period in which the action of this work is "Old beast! What has he got in his belly, to come and upset us in this "There is going to be a shot to fire."