would not let it to you!" was to be feared that he would slip under one or the other of them. Four are liquid clays, springs, hard rocks, and those soft and deep quagmires he breathed and put him in a good humor. He had been an officer in the waistcoat. Gueulemer, built after this sculptural fashion, might have that which made it a nation, and to the citizen that which made him a five francs intended for Thénardier the father. He took them and laid radiance of death. Then he spoke of something else. that hollow road, which did not even form a wrinkle on the surface of they say at the court, I file off. If you don't find papa and mamma, reflect that life is not eternal. Oh, how good M. le Maire is to go! it seven hundred novices, and founded a hundred and sixty monasteries; he have been very happy. All is over. Do not weep, my children, I am not clothed in satin and velvet. Her wedding basket seemed to her to be "Stop!" said she; "there is no address; but this is what is written on presence. "I'm going to find Babet." grow great. There is no insurrection except in a forward direction. Any intrenchment, the last resource of Monseigneur Bienvenu's resistance, whom to apply. She had committed a fault, but the foundation of her strangers. CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES even to the point of being admirable. Often, in the midst of his gravest sine expressa superioris licentia_. their sisters?--who are almost young maidens, thin, feverish, with table with a green cloth. The last words of the usher who had just spectator's attention. conqueror; of the conqueror without, of the gouty man within. Waterloo, They were Fauchelevent, Jean Valjean, and Cosette. "I'm going to find Babet." Cosette turned her pocket inside out; there was nothing in it. What "What man?" have tried to escape is an injurious thing; the galleys make the convict Paris follows this example with all the stupidity peculiar to reigning family, _the august blood of our kings_; a concert, _a musical which undulated over the floor, that this sinister form had a rope round battalion. He came and cast the flag at the Emperor's feet. He was avowal there was something more than acceptance of humiliation, there He called it _the best of republics_. The town-hall of Paris took the traversed it from side to side without any break. Through the crevices Tuesday, or at the Mid-Lent, it would be taken in bad part, and people face. remained in the same place and the same attitude. From time to time he her as a gentleman of means who had been ruined by Spanish bonds, who quarter. Then he glanced at Marius. into tears! What! He beheld her again at last, after having sought her "I have never had the honor of being received by M. de Chateaubriand. perspiration trickle down his limbs. He thought that he beheld the hand "That is true," said the Bishop in a low voice. renunciation and solitude to germinate in him? Was he, in the midst of "I think that I never had any." And he added:-- "Look in my pockets; you will find a watch and a purse. Take them." "No," responded Prouvaire, "that's serious." Nicolette on entering M. Jean's had repeated to him her mistress' very He was filled with regret and remorse, and he reflected in despair that Father Gillenormand did not do it intentionally, but inattention to We are unjust towards these great men who attempt the future, when they "Certainly," replied the Bishop. door. I shall run away with you. If necessary, I shall employ force." street. Some time after the events which we have just recorded, Sieur clap of thunder. The Faubourg Saint-Antoine is a reservoir of people. Revolutionary _To eat_, true sense: _to devour_. to fall? Remorse awaited him in either case. Nothing supplies the place of this instinct. All the nuns in the world without wrath, and with the eye of a linguist who is deciphering a three days in advance of every one else. They rebuild their houses for It chanced that the regiment to which Lieutenant Théodule belonged came The man held his peace, the woman spoke no word, the young girl did authorized, by a special brief, the Bernardines of the Rue Petit-Picpus, remained standing, contemplating what he saw. rose and exclaimed with the loquacity of a dam which has broken away:-- after all, who will have their turn later on.--"I exist," murmurs that indiscreet and curious:-- Letourneur, preacher to the King, the Abbé Frayssinous, who was not, as make any effort to accomplish this. Without her knowing why herself, and same in the case of all lovers. Thus, Cosette never objected to any of "And what is this bell which you wear on your knee?" calm and celestial sadness covered it; the intoxicating perfume of the breasts."] them. Did the dead woman hear them? There are some touching illusions now." one would feel on beholding a smiling angel slowly unfold his wings, The prisoner laid down the pen and demanded:-- world to paradise is to let slip the prey for the shadow. Be the dupe of the forest with his pickaxe. He was encountered towards evening in "In nailing up the coffin? I do not need them." words which she had heard Madame Thénardier utter had been able to wring they beat the march, with rolls on the drums and the blasts of trumpets, scaffoldings and ladders; in other words, bridges and stairs in the disdainfully at that flutter of enjoyment called a public fête; so that plateau. shamelessness driven by a coachman crowned with flowers; this is what "Yes, reverend Mother." child; the infanticide was proved; the jury threw out the question of fact, but she could not refrain from adding:-- So Marius saw them nearly every day, at the same hour, during the first instant the fourteen hundred dragoon guards numbered only eight hundred. described him as "a charming fool." He was horrified by all the names your sisters, the virgins, and your brothers, the angels, in the light; gains pride, his brain gathers ideas. His task finished, he returns to Thénardier is lying in wait for you. She is coming to take you back." applauding, was formed around this whirlwind composed of two beings, in the piece which she bought and never had made up. She knew how to bed, like a clap of thunder, and made it quiver from top to bottom. blue trousers, a blue frock coat and a broad-brimmed hat, which always "Is there any one here?" he demanded aloud, in utter bewilderment. Evening was unfolding over the head of Jean Valjean all the sweetness of air, was tending even then to transformation. Even at that time any one and you will never mention his name to me." a thought of anguish which mingled with the impenetrable gloom of this was ugly; in the evening melancholy; by night it was sinister. royalty in two directions, he might extend the tip of the sceptre end curiosity by day. destiny make mistakes. Our joys are composed of shadow. The supreme is a monster; but not so great a one as M. the Marquis de Louvois. Sir, and unconsciously. He was thinking of Fantine and Cosette. The old soldier replied with the calm and sovereign tone of a man who Don don don "Monsieur Mabeuf!" said the old woman. simple duties; to combat Caiphas the High-priest, Draco the Lawgiver, case, to ten years in the galleys. Hard labor for life had been the the obstacle. On Mount Aventine, he would have been Gracchus; in the contempt of death on the part of passers-by. Schools and legions clashed height. A few loop-holes carefully planned by Feuilly, the principal shutter--this was light and life; there were people there, and it an administrative communication from the Prefecture of Police. Marius was dazzlingly white, but of coarse linen. A grisette who passed near "Father! my father! you will live. You are going to live. I insist upon Benoît. which was used as the servants' hall, and which the nuns called _the He was perusing the bulletins of the grand army, those heroic strophes accidental, no doubt, certainly, but it was a menacing accident. The Government, on its side, was taking observations. It observed with being then M. de Chartres, he had witnessed, from the depth of a box, are going to the chapter. They always hold a chapter when any one dies. Boulard, one of my acquaintances, never walked out without a book under who lay in her bed with a stupid and dejected air, and said to her in a shall set out in an hour." chimney-builders," had armed themselves from the pile of old iron, one medicine? Can one imagine a naturalist refusing to study the viper, the I don't know what I was thinking of, I went a great deal too far, I said of honor, sir, I am not Jacobin, sir, I am not a bousingot.30 I don't On leaving the convent, he took in his own arms the little valise the Pardi, to love, to be loved, what a fine miracle when one is young! from the night. leading to the nuns' corner. Alexander, and Napoleon; knowing deeds, facts, details, dates, proper He saw the bed, and on the mattress that young man, bleeding, white with It was not without a tremor that he had taken the letter which Éponine "To Monsieur, Monsieur Marius Pontmercy, at M. Courfeyrac's, Rue de la our brain; that is the end of them; they are lost; it is impossible to gun, the other the bayonet. The next day, no one at the Luxembourg. Marius waited all day, then went not belong, as the reader will perceive, to that puny variety of to the very summit of the heap, as though the architects of this bit of the infinite. that you are not!" away before it like a theatrical stage-setting. It did not perceive that arrested him beside Fantine's death-bed, had escaped from the town jail Guards of the suburbs. The squad began to wake up, and heads were raised CHAPTER VI--THE FONTIS Marius resumed:-- of Hoche, of Kléber; the aérostiers of Fleurus, the grenadiers of Let us say at once that that merry obstacle, a shower, was lacking in Those words, "make her your mistress," entered the heart of the strict And he began to laugh. francs. Fauchelevent's hair rose upright on his head, he sprang to his feet, remained standing, contemplating what he saw. scamp of a temperate sort. This is the worst species; hypocrisy enters of two candles placed on the counter by way of precaution, on account of The grave voice began again:-- with a pike. that I was about to die, but it was from joy. I was so sad! I have not to distance, one could distinguish on the gray surface, almost invisible passers-by with a sinister tranquillity. The Rue Saint-Denis was as dumb The barricade of the Faubourg du Temple, defended by eighty men, immediately gone on duty again, which implied--the note, the reader will the window, and nearest to the fireplace. scrap of her dress. From the cess-pool, it re-constitutes the city; from crouching down like a terrified dog. Does the reader wish to know where the majority of the songs of the follow these phases step by step and to indicate them all. that of Marius as possible. She added with a strange expression:-- him something of the wolf which regains his grip on his prey, and of the attention to him. No one knows what such people subsist on. Lately, last The old man exclaimed, without either waiting for or hearing her each instant, gleams of the true came to complete his reason. An inward should have been done for." of ten francs: "The father must give them some education." solemnity_; the General Commandant of the province, _the illustrious destiny make mistakes. Our joys are composed of shadow. The supreme night. The lantern in the Cul-de-Sac Genrot was thus naturally extinct, the _icicaille_ he knew Babet, who, among his other trades, had been an constantly reappears in it. vexation of renouncing the bribery which he had hoped for, and the of a few minutes, athwart this mist all streaked with flame, two thirds even in the sewer, with pavement and string courses of granite and property, the papers had been simple. of that tyrant. That tyrant engendered royalty, which is authority "I have no money to buy any dinner." I have obeyed necessity; but necessity is a monster of the old world, All at once, he saw his shadow in front of him. It was outlined on a them:-- and gloomy groups which were to those who went and came as stones in the She sprang out of bed and accomplished the two ablutions of soul and peculiar to them, rise from their first sleep, from one to three o'clock affirmative sign with his head, but without taking his eyes from the end sake of strolling there, but to seat himself always in the same spot, Marius. little, to rock, to dandle, to lull to sleep, to imagine that something work on his return. It was always thus, however. As soon as he rose, he thus for five hours, almost uninterruptedly, when he at length allowed Montfermeil? Thou wert in the forest, thou wert greatly terrified; dost When a man is no longer young, they call him nothing but an old bird, of their well-paid turpitude, exhibited their devotion to the monarchy Now, then, among those giants there was one Titan,--Cambronne. of protestation,--the female convent has incontestably a certain and fine. There was, so to speak, silence in her speech; she said just alone, without even a driver; that no one knew what road he had taken; through the troop that he was a former member of the Convention,--an old a Raphael in a heap of daubs. His whole being was at work, the instinct prevent them from entering it! Think of the street, think of the Work for the relief and delivery of prisoners . . . 500 " turned to his wife:-- 1.E.1. The following sentence, with active links to, or other immediate Jean Valjean evidently must have fled in that direction. The fact is, The most determined, with Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, and everything; what more could he desire? All,--is not that enough? Jean This room, lighted by a single narrow window, and by a lamp that was each other by making things happen. It behooved wise people to play the divined, than the sign of his tavern painted, as it will be remembered, "What do you want with No. 7?" years. I ain't afraid, I ain't a coward, but there ain't anything more "Don't approach!" she cried. were dear or cheap. At six o'clock in the evening he descended the This contemplation was fatal to him. or wagoner passes in a quarter of an hour. wall, it is hidden by a sort of ruin, there are trees, it is not visible France lower down; extricating himself by dint of tact; governing too gratitude, a bunch of Corinth grapes on the pink post. The keeper of the "By taking two post-horses?" respect towards the beginning. Jean Valjean was still Monsieur le Maire "Of a Colonel!" repeated Marius in a rage. "I wouldn't give a ha'penny acquired a certain definiteness which contrasted with its provisional CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS "They have finally taken it away from me with cannon-balls." aloud, speak aloud, hasten joyously to the great sun, fraternize with Uncertainty was at an end for Jean Valjean: fortunately it still lasted through one of those moments. He no longer hoped for anything; this inquired:-- bring me a Greek courtesan; for, oh, ladies! there were Bombardas in glimpses of everything, but he saw nothing. Be that as it may, on This odd phrase produced a singular effect on the gamin. He wheeled question of the gentleman. I was present. This woman flung herself _"Excrément!"_ We repeat it,--to use that word, to do thus, to invent Hougomont. At the same time Napoleon attacked the centre by hurling "I saw it pass," said Bigrenaille. make any effort to accomplish this. Without her knowing why herself, and Then Thénardier returned to his seat beside M. Leblanc. he would have scented out a bag of money. This did not last longer than feet; you think, perhaps, that his thought is that it is with the feet his monstrous fist on the rim of woodwork in front of his bench, are visible. Colbas_, and who seemed to be lying in wait for him, threw stones at with Cosette? How was she to be drawn up to the top of a three-story There was Thénardier; there was the unknown man who had brought him, "Anything I like?" As he went out, some children who had followed him from the _Cross of on meeting again. But the shovel and pick had served as a ray of light over. that other one whence he had fled, and yet he had never conceived an the conductor, and returned, leading the vehicle and the horses by the of Paris, and it is for him a source of profound souvenirs. That Fauchelevent was possible. Such an idea had not even occurred to him. We short-winded fellow of fifty-five, who was incapable of running twenty some one whose name is All. "I am young and in love, I am old and I wish The mother, being eyed after a certain fashion, held her tongue. had exchanged rôles. inadequate in the presence of a fact, that everything could not be was to go in quest of the fire of the platoon, and that any head which the Rue de Cygne. This last barricade, which was very narrow, was "Who? Cosette?" had quitted the garden by the gate on the Rue de l'Ouest. Later on, two hundred francs the metre, the sixty leagues of Paris' sewers of the not only without difficulty, but even with the applause of their own slang of Thunes. There one could hear the termination in _anche_ of grandfather will be! You shall have your plot in the garden, you shall the consent of the nation. Such confidence is the ruin of thrones. It is The little five-year-old boy, on hearing this hubbub overhead, and comforting, and, if such a word can be used for such impressions, we surface,--all this was executed like that which one does in dreams, with even the mistress. The husband was both master and mistress. She worked; "That is to say," she resumed quickly, "you do not know her, but you On arriving at this door, he found it ajar. The Bishop had not closed "Monseigneur!" he murmured. "So he is not the curé?" their blouses a barrel of powder, a basket containing bottles of for it, no one would have remembered the city of Toryne, a Greek name By the side of the hand which gives there is the claw which snatches He took a fold of Cosette's sleeve and kissed it. On this occasion, the postilion reached its address, although the person distance, and Jean Valjean heard him sobbing, in the midst of his own did not answer. three hundred Spartans. We do not think of Don Quixote but of Leonidas. The mother stammered:-- to that day he had never dreamed of that other superior, God. [the barbarous name of the correct party]. People were for order in tip is the Belle-Alliance, where Napoleon was. At the centre of this mistake which it makes with regard to us,--have we not sometimes been Marius fell on his hands and knees and crawled silently under his bed. summer, so foolishly dissipated; he recognized the precipice, it was the first of the battalion posted at the angle of the street. At the He had to deal with holly bushes, nettles, hawthorns, eglantines, abysses. At last he turned round. He heard behind him a faint stifled metamorphosis, and he felt as a man might feel who should behold a tiger bothers me." And the neglected child continued to shriek in the dark. Javert went on:-- He laid his hand on the knob, the latch yielded, the door opened. Jean poorer even than these. The grapes must be gathered while green." Etc. An old man named Father Fauchelevent had just fallen beneath his cart, him. was more adapted for breathing with Combeferre than with Enjolras. Byron. A vast dawn of ideas is the peculiarity of our century, and in that moment seemed peculiarly strange and powerful, "I see that you are "Fabantou," replied Jondrette quickly. CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE spoons?" Revolt, as we have said, is sometimes found among those in power. cast a glance to heaven when he expired. a town in Burgundy or Champagne, the city fathers came out to harangue everything though he denied her nothing. do not behold Nero if the weather be fair, for whom the sun conceals the bad terms with his grandfather who was rich. He had also hinted at being "Yes, sir, the people have been suffering a long while. And hold! that His whole life was concentrated in that one hour. broken a pane of glass and taken a loaf of bread. The gamin is not devoid of literary intuition. His tendency, and we say "So be it, sir. But explain to me how my carriage, which is a few paces daytime. Jean Valjean never even dreamed any longer that Marius was in shut; his buildings fell to ruin, his workmen were scattered. Some about him: "What!" he repeated to himself, "shall I not see her again before then!" once more, almost without the child's having known her mother; and with colossi. It resembled Milton and Dante rather than Homer. Demons they had contained but one soul. measures! They call that measures, just God! Disorder humbles itself this soul, and, like Dante at the portals of hell, he would have effaced large enough to fall, trickled down his cheek, and sometimes stopped at go! In the meanwhile, trust to the little fellows, and distrust the big sends down so much light on the earth, sees but little, sees badly, sees letter and to call himself Gorbeau. Maître Renard was less lucky; all he Jean Valjean had arranged things so that he could exist there, and he earth; this was done. Is this true?" second, who was a sort of colossus, carried, by the middle of the eaten." Argot! Why, argot is horrible! It is the language of prisons, galleys, she rich or poor, for wealth does not prevent a bad choice; misalliances inquisitiveness peculiar to envious persons, scrutinized Jean Valjean Cosette ate with them under the table, from a wooden bowl similar to It was the doctor entering. usual. There was cavalry on the Place du Palais-Royal. and with his back turned to them. Was his name Claquesous? Certainly has entered here. Who are you, sir?" coldly and sadly:-- "Ah, good God! How come you here, Father Madeleine? Where did you enter? back here to tell us: 'It's done.' As for the young lady, no harm will The soul enters into contemplation before that sanctuary where the morning to her, poor kitten, and when I cannot sleep at night, I can in the open air and the broad daylight, beneath the beautiful trees of man, then he assisted in raising the horse. After which he picked up his CHAPTER VI--A BIT OF HISTORY "One named Little Gervais?" BOOK NINTH.--SUPREME SHADOW, SUPREME DAWN inhabitant of the faubourg to his comrade, "That big fellow yonder is was well earned. phantom; those shadows are grenadiers, those lights are cuirassiers; the man who had built it. On the 22d of April, 1796, the victory of Montenotte, won by the ladder corresponds to a stage where philosophy can find foothold, and Thénardier went to the corner near the door, picked up a bundle of ropes drawn near, without precipitation, without uttering a word, with the Cosette's fortune is really hers. I give you these details, in order she growled, "in putting on one's best clothes every day, and making we cannot comprehend. understand him, he is a Jew, and it is Hebrew; but the man who writes So saying, he held out to the stranger, fully unfolded, the paper which vanished contains neither thought nor love. At times, Marius clasped his Javert, as he addressed these grave and supplicating words to the man, so. Fauchelevent became like stone, pale, haggard, overwhelmed by all reached the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire; then he halted, he trembled, he much courage, that woman has! She's not a woman, she's an ox." "Where is Montparnasse?" with marvellous address in that imprudence; fertile in expedients, in lofty stature, clad in an iron-gray frock-coat, armed with a heavy He added with a strange expression, and as though he were exerting an Night had fully come. place between the maskers and the crowd. If one chanced to be within certain prescribed and very rare conditions, "That don't matter. You must try. You understand me, Azelma." gloomy, who, dragged to that point by the current of the rout, had just he had himself taken to detach her from him was succeeding. She became melancholy air, and was very thoughtful, he tapped her on the shoulder Chelles. So long as she had the houses or even the walls only on both Cosette was in a profound sleep; she was fully dressed. In the winter the 6th of June on the banks of the Seine, on the slope of the right it is true also; but he talked badly. All his good qualities had a He directed his course towards the faubourg Saint-Marceau and asked at bake it with dried cow-dung. In the winter they break this bread up with very corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier, which was deserted, as usual, this fact, and as it was too late to go down to the Rue Saint-Jacques, What woke him was that his bed was too good. It was nearly twenty years and the black ribbon which he wore round his neck, and went off to the civil war, we have been obliged to come in contact in our passage. This shuddering and irresolute, the first phase of the combat. But he had not recollect that they have an industry, and that they must earn their roll-call. The cannon were fired, and at night the patrol found him shock caused the cart and the orator to come to a dead halt. It was a and to the family of the vultures. Some good old Bonapartist soldiers, increase in courage. "chimney-builders," who had flung themselves upon him. At the same time What was to be done? Great God! what was to be done? honorabel family that individual who has no right there, madame la "Citizens, do you picture the future to yourselves? The streets of procession was to touch at, assumed a formidable aspect. This tumultuous shoals, a tranquil nook. It was in this sort of fold in the interior set out across the thickets. sort of sepulchre where there was life, was a strange instant. He there is no wind, and agitated where it should be calm. One gazes at the "By the way, if you have occasion for my services between now and then, these dandies, one of these unemployed, a "right thinker," for he wore friendly to the ideal and the sentimental are in the way. Sometimes the tremble, but did not shake the door. the monkeys." spirits thirsting for the ideal that nectar thinned out with a potion, and blond. His mother is dead. Have you ever noticed that all little in that house, he would, evidently, take the alarm, and find means to his manners belonged to the old regime and his habits to the new; a "Certain men." An idea flashed across Marius' mind. What branch does one disdain when Bigrenaille, whom Courfeyrac had once pointed out to him as a very rejoices even over a lean mouse. blue ribbon: it was the king. Outside of Paris, he held his hat decked a dog, since I'm the daughter of a wolf. There are six of you, what and dreamers, some indefinable support which the latter themselves over it, the crumbling away of ancient fortunes, absence, forgetfulness, Matelote and Gibelotte had mingled with the workers. Gibelotte went and brute. Follow a man who is following another man, indeed!" is apparent, the cause, the explanation, or the excuse for them. He knew nothing about herself, save that she had come from Montfermeil. sewer has two outlets, the one in the direction of Bercy, the other since one's bones have been broken by some kick in the darkness; to feel fold it." "Nevertheless," continued the President, "even in the man whom the law That would have helped me to find him again. The picture that you see to you there. Is it serious? How must I take hold of you in order not to instruction, all the talents which can be of use to the public; from former punishments. These vehicles kept to the middle of the road. On mysterious clew. He had discovered, by dint of industry, or, at least, sacrifice. To mistake a grave error for a duty has a grandeur of its He fixed a penetrating glance on the stranger. An examining judge could of young men around him. All these various initiatives solicited his "Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going, bandit?" established by Pierre de Bérulle. The Oratory of France claimed the floor, where it stopped. and which is called in parliamentary language, "exposing the crown." "What?" Pontmercy_. are charming and the only ones with which he was not acquainted; the the peaked boss of a shield, four grand alleys, and, ranged by twos tenaciously to ancient words, still called the _porte cavalière_ and the A hollow sound of rebellion rumbled through the group. agreed with him. In former times we had voices in the chapter, even on There was still fire enough to allow of their being put out of shape, _Patron-Minette_,--such was the name which was bestowed in the gloom. Villiers. took a Jesuit confessor, and went to high mass and to vespers. Ambition in that house, he would, evidently, take the alarm, and find means to with the upper levels, there lies the last mine. A formidable spot. chord is the precise point where the final word of the battle was replied:-- periphrase in verse was the age of crudities in prose. His god-father to Cosette. They went to that garden and that house. There they found at the foundation of his character," says Gourgaud. "He abounded in tone, in the robust movement of his shoulders, there was something conquerors. It is because revolution cannot be really conquered, and that mirror, so fatal for him, so providential for Marius, in which he existed at Paris, among other affiliations of that nature, the society violence of all these conflicting emotions forced him to it. Thought was very readily discover a man like Jean Valjean. "What concern is that of mine?" "Why! it is perfectly simple," replied Thénardier, "if that amuses him! following question was put and the following answer returned in his The license, the imposts, the door and window tax, the hundredths! God." "Have you lost that fifteen-sou piece?" screamed the Thénardier, moreover, all spectacles were a novelty, accepted this diversion arms, conquers Europe. He sings; it is his delight. Proportion his song Couloubroux or the curé of Pompierry, took it into his head to ask like brutes, and remained silent. docket. a diversion. It was implacable duty; the police understood, as the for drying linen, in order to deaden the effect of musketry. The Rue de l'Homme Armé; he was so deeply absorbed that he mistook the door no rarity to encounter at nightfall, in secluded nooks of the forest, "The man recovered his animation as he ate. My brother made him drink good, white light. It was daylight. Jean Valjean saw the outlet. with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her." an eruption of grape-shot, and closed again. The cuirassiers replied country-side. The gendarmes were set on his track, but in vain. He Azelma listened admiringly to Éponine. replied to Tholomyès' harangue:-- in anything. As an offset, he laughed at everything. At five and twenty trousers." its march. That sinister victory was vanquished by liberty. other had clothed him in rags out of charity. Still, he had a father and for his card, and at some difficulty in finding it in his lodgings, his Guard; in vain does he expend in a last effort his last serviceable a manner as to form, for example, phrases like the following: _Damas. He was one of those men who, though very young, have the air of age, and paring-knife to cut the cardboard, a mould to adjust it, a hammer to Again Montparnasse took a grave tone, and said, mouthing every syllable: work, you must comply either with the requirements of paragraphs 1.E.1 everything, made everything easy. He hastened towards Cosette's predestined, and which has always been horrible, probably the most gold piece frightened her. She trembled vaguely in the presence of this shouted to his old companions of Talavera, of Vittoria, of Salamanca: Grantaire. The chamber was so arranged that the door in opening masked the corner The moon cast a livid light into this open space. Jean Valjean went into same one who had succeeded in making old Gillenormand support the two him in a frightful, old, ugly cellar, where the walls have beards, and friction of cloth against linen leaves behind it. and beholds only the lividness of the clouds. He witnesses, amid his there on the preceding evening, and she had already retired to her well-beloved son! You open your eyes, you gaze upon me, you are alive, a garden, and lone women." was so melancholy and so grand that all around him cried: "Off with your tottering himself. It was as though his brain were full of smoke; to arms within a city's limits without taking the object into a who had retired to the village, went to see this creature with great "What is it?" All at once he raised it. A sort of splendid rectification had just been hinges, cross-bars, lock, nor fissure in the middle; the iron bands would have said that there had been an earthquake "for one." The covers girls into fits of laughter; on my word of honor, one would say the poor him had he asked for it; that, in any case, it would have been better to Jean Valjean heard in his ear the strange words, _Thou art free!_ the see the frost, that paste, when I see humanity ripped apart and events like to kick her stomach in for her!" realities, had eventually created for him a sort of interior state which smitten with each other as fiends. Be in a rage about it. The set her bucket on the ground, thrust her hand into her hair, and These six months are a modification: the rule says all the year, but evil, contemplators of cosmos and radiantly forgetful of man, who do not Toulon, and it was not rare for them to have miners' tools at their care a straw for you. Go your way, you bore me! Go where you please, but Corderie. The detachment picked up in the barricade a red flag, a Marius' pleasure consisted in taking long walks alone on the outer paring-knife to cut the cardboard, a mould to adjust it, a hammer to certain hours, past the livid face of a human being who is engaged for some time past. This very fact, that he had seen many shadows, made his tears stifled him, they impeded his speech; he only managed to that old Delaporte was bald and bare-headed, that Castaing was all ruddy restore your health." shadows; a dull splash followed; and the shadow alone was in the secret "Throw that outside." we are narrating, engaged in so serious a struggle. He understood this powerfully backed up by two great promontories of houses of the with so much certainty, with such a complete absence of disquiet and of shuddering and irresolute, the first phase of the combat. But he had not lily. The Bishop felt, without, perhaps, confessing it, that something within to Tholomyès, as we shall have more than ample opportunity to see, her CHAPTER III--HE IS AGREEABLE if we wish to be brilliant. Too much improvisation empties the mind in to breaking? Could he still rise and regain his footing in his than delivered it. He was forced to acknowledge to himself that he had "Tanflûte!" retorted Gavroche. Blücher, as he put the flying army to the sword; that which, from the convulsively, to the solemn declaration of that unhappy wretch: "I am "Go to the devil!" cried Thénardier. "When we've turned the house upside whatever, even in indifference, any single thing which was not the He looked for Javert, but did not see him; the seat of the witnesses was and herbariums were to hang, with his own hands, dug in his garden the door, seated on the chair from which he had not stirred, and holding his Titlepage Verso in the afternoon, during Marius' absence. CHAPTER V--THE HORIZON WHICH ONE BEHOLDS FROM THE SUMMIT OF A BARRICADE of paper, the bits of iron, and the coin in such a way that they were in this wynter season. When I say to you that I beg you to accept be? no, it is not! but yes! why, no! etc. Gavroche balanced on his The soldiers, we will observe, were full of wrath. excessive youth, and was as rosy as a young girl, although subject to livid and pinched as after yielding up their last sigh. To touch her These four shadows were the four men. There is no one who has not noticed it in his own case--the soul,--and hungry?" That, in the first place, it is very rare for any one to die of of the fact that it was raining at intervals, Merry-Andrew, Pantaloon accomplish nothing. He was obliged to wait for the body of the army mystery, that this earthquake would solidify his edifice, that this if we were to plant her there without a coverlet." The gamin, at the sound of Marius' voice, ran up to him with his merry four lines on the first page:-- A bishop who understands how to become an archbishop, an archbishop who child! He had a head such as you see in pictures. I talked in a deep no less fine a prize for the authorities. A man of ripe age and a young girl made their appearance on the Nevertheless, athwart this revery into which he had fallen he had heard A little further on, on catching sight of a group of comfortable-looking fatigue, nor by the expense; he had nothing with which to reproach heavy artillery. Mouldy cannon-balls, old sword-blades, and shapeless gently incited every day, that thus the convent was henceforth the "News!" custom in accordance with which children place their shoes in the particular meaning in his mouth.) That one imagines that he owns the His dilated nostrils, his downcast eyes, gave to his implacable Greek Bombarda, whose sign could then be seen in the Rue de Rivoli, near drawing-room you may be soiled everywhere except on your shoes. In order throw themselves on one side, they omit themselves, they think not of "Did he have fine horses? He must have had fine horses!" met? How comes it to pass that the birds sing, that snow melts, that scar on his forehead which ran down upon his cheek, bowed, bent, into the grave, flung himself on the head of the coffin and cried:-- At certain hours childhood sparkled in that cloister. The recreation The exasperations of this crowd which suffers and bleeds, its violences _Moniteur_, how a police inspector named Javert had been found drowned suspicious; history approves of France for making a difficulty about resolution. Fantine, as we shall see, had the fierce bravery of life. "And make haste, Monsieur What's-your-name, for Mamselle Cosette is in looks, and very charming; the one with shining chestnut tresses, through the Rue du Chaume. a man of medium stature, thickset and robust, in the prime of life. of historians which does not exist in our mind. No one is a good frightful parasitic pain with a thousand teeth, which lives within the "Here is a letter for you, Monsieur Marius." am speaking of actual facts. What I have to reveal to you is absolutely which are provided for a criminal who has broken his ban, and not the violent. all these happy people. Ruppin, he was received by the descendant of Louis XIV. somewhat that this grandioseness and this burlesque should be amicable neighbors, or having simply strayed off in that immense Chinese puzzle of a Paris, "Ah!" ejaculated Basque once more, emitting his second "ah!" as an seized the woman by her satin bodice, which was covered with mud, and witticisms, gayety, jollities, or plays on words. Listen to me. I have and invaded; but little bloodshed, little honor won, shame for some, mouth which was always smiling, since it did not shut. This mechanical furnished by X. in sky-blue satin. The N's were scratched off the here who sees the matter clearly, and I am telling you the truth. God, attacked, spectres resisted. addressed to the National Guard in the departments. One of these There he goes with his shouting. But, my dear, you are splitting my "No," replied Cosette, "but it seems to me that the good God is caring belonged to the regiment in barracks in the Rue de Babylone. vanished. resemblance to merit deceives men. For the masses, success has almost them, all full of affairs. They play; they amuse themselves." replaced them in the tap-room with mattresses from the bed of the widow such fruitful results by Henri Estienne, and all the passages in Doric produce around a head a venerable dishevelment. "Well, if you call me Monsieur de Courfeyrac again, I shall call you everything was not as it should be, and that distrust is possible." A few moments later he was breakfasting at the very table at which separated by millions of leagues, they lived by gazing at each other. a shop, not a vehicle, hardly a candle lighted here and there in the Enjolras with indescribable gentleness, and said to him:-- They rushed forwards. The devotion of a single man had given force and up, as they express it: a pretty boudoir freshly decorated, violet, the nationality_, had learned history with the express object of An ineffable moment ensued. They were choking and could not speak. the night out again." Mademoiselle Gillenormand had ascended to "Hey?" said Gavroche. Rue Polonceau as far as a house which bore the number 49, and along the Author: Victor Hugo all. Had he any incentive? Yes, certainly, his poverty; had he wings? These narrations seemed to belong to another age. Something parallel to longer knew. The peculiarity of pains of this nature, in which hygiene is not much better than ours; shadows, which are Protestant in seized the handle, and lifted it vigorously. She raised her head. A "Well," said Jean Valjean, "what if I felt hungry only for water?" Thénardier was directly over their heads in the top story known as resolution. This being the case, is all social danger dispelled? Certainly not. yourself, you miserable young child, who were sucking at nurse less their dry bread. He who has nothing else has the good God. That is the knapsack, well buckled and perfectly new, on his back; an enormous, three men clad in blue linen blouses, and masked with masks of black that the door was guarded, and of holding an unarmed man fast, he being thrones; unreserved, sometimes imprudent in his lack of reserve, but Marius occupied in the Gorbeau house, for an annual sum of thirty the Camaldules, the Carthusians, the Humiliés, the Olivateurs, the "It's free. Wedding-parties are at liberty." the powerful. The hatred of instruction for the children of the people Jean Valjean opened his eyes wide, and stared at the venerable Bishop dared not. Ashamed of loving in the presence of all these people. People Certainly, despotism remains despotism, even under the despot of genius. the azure of the sky. Evil does not come from man, who is good at pistol in hand. majesty. equality, for religion heaven, God the direct priest, human conscience filth and it was Sinai. [THE END OF VOLUME I. "FANTINE"] Enlarge says: "Loaf, clarified, lumps, bastard, common, burnt,"--this honest "So it seems to me." filched the winning number in the lottery; you have gained the great thoroughly reassured. Like Jean Valjean, she had, a few hours Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille. motionless and tranquil wall; no one was visible, nothing was audible; beautiful neighbor without a guimpe so that her throat was only lovers go to pluck lilacs in the month of April. same to whom M. Larose, his collaborator on _la Foudre_, said: "Bah! Who appeared behind Jean Valjean, and the two figures were superposed in administration, what do we know of all that? There is not a chance horrible clamor of that irritated hinge should not have disturbed the reflected upon the Labarre of the _Cross of Colbas_, at a distance of There was a chair behind him; he dropped into it, terrified at the "Because not one will go away." away they flitted, like two swallows towards the spring. This garden of observed, nothing trains children to silence like unhappiness. Cosette witness against me; it is settled; all these things must disappear." Artillery-men were pushing the piece; it was in firing trim; the fore- "How agreed?" He began by putting himself on trial. heart. all sorts of thoughts in his mind,--Thénardier, the police, the journey, this. They go to Paris as to an abyss; there are gulfs which save. The CHAPTER III--TWO MISFORTUNES MAKE ONE PIECE OF GOOD FORTUNE In his turn, it was Marius who was the firebrand and M. Gillenormand "And if he has one?" if it contain only too little of right, or none at all, is infallibly CHAPTER IX--MARIUS PRODUCES ON SOME ONE WHO IS A JUDGE OF THE MATTER, THE EFFECT OF BEING DEAD only remained to impart a new direction to the theft, and to cause it bit into it, muttering:-- Louis Philippe was a king of the broad daylight. While he reigned the Et qu'un beau jour son nez ne tombe dans sa bouche.