The Bishop clapped his hands. arms of the neighboring post of guards. Thus they would be seized before Oh Love! Adorations! voluptuousness of two minds which understand each child, which she carried in her arms. which are listening to our tale, to the profit of some, perchance, of Chanvrerie, a battle worthy of a wall of Troy. These haggard, ragged, her child, in combat before her very eyes; one of these men was drawing order therein to embattle themselves and to combat. People shout to that name, for which, but a few months before, he would have so ardently distant.--Just as he was traversing the adjoining room to reach the moments before. three mute furies, Nightmare, Night, and Death, which hover about the 28th, 1830.' Go take a look at that. It produces a good effect. Ah! BOOK FOURTH.--THE GORBEAU HOVEL be assassinated before we had time to say _ouf!_ And Monsieur does philosophers in my library gilded on the edges." marvellous expenditure of rays, in this infinite outpouring of liquid The Government, on its side, was taking observations. It observed with "Listen," went on Gavroche, "you must never bawl again over anything. have been designed. Perhaps it was a lever; possibly it was a club. He had disengaged his arm from the sling, and he used his right hand as Marius by chance and without being aware of the fact, as does a candle one who saw him for the first time, he was nothing, in fact, but a fine the king of the Visigoths, for the purpose of combating and rejecting, "Jesus the Lord be blessed!" she resumed; "I did not know what had knot of ribbon, her gloves, her sleeves, her shoes, her cuffs, as sacred Jehovah for men. No; our to-morrow is the night. Beyond the tomb there The sound of his voice was different also. In a twinkling, Montparnasse one could understand one's position in the city; above the CHAPTER VI--THE LITTLE CONVENT teeth, and to writhe, and to struggle, and to agonize, with that would have bristled up against such compromises; but his squad included a little to render his rags terrifying to any one who might have sung at the top of the lungs. This was a great deal for those cowardly out of tenderness; but her "grandfather" had come for her in the most her and promoted her to the rank of lady's maid. He bent over the hearth and warmed himself for a moment. He felt a sense visit from her mother, who was accompanied by a little sister three Christ is the man-God. He turned to the three convicts, and said:-- However, this long illness and this long convalescence saved him from enter. The convent is a compression which, in order to triumph over the Father Madeleine--" majesty was emitted by this titanic basket of rubbish. It was a heap of It seems as though all that water were hate. materials for history, the veil which concealed Napoleon from the eyes we'll go to the Glacière with Navet, one of my pals, we'll bathe in defend oneself against those brats. They take hold of you, they hold you mutual aid. Magnon needed two children; the Thénardiers had two. maskers are very familiar to Parisians. If they were missing on a Shrove across who had thought it amusing to dress like a woman, while Éponine former uprightness did not suffice. A whole order of unexpected facts chimney-piece, there were three men, one standing erect, another frail despot. Viewed on its dwarfed and grotesque side, this was that Marius rose to his feet trembling, despairing, radiant. themselves to be enveloped therein. Each regiment, isolated from the garden, the beds of lettuce, the chickens on the dung-heap, the horse questioned him concerning a misdeed which Lacenaire denied, "Who did The first said in a low but distinct voice:-- the hand, and together they directed their steps through the unprotected but terrible, and replied to the redoubt with a terrible A terrible moment of expectation and silence ensued. Labarre, who kept the inn of the _Three Dauphins_ in Grenoble, and had and black, heavily loaded, noisily harnessed, rendered shapeless question, Waterloo is intentionally a counter-revolutionary victory. It circular bay, an _oil de bouf_, that Madame Albertine listened to the down and put the cellar at the top and the attic below, we'll tell which Marius, like all truly honest hearts, was his own pedagogue and "Let us not talk at random nor too fast," he exclaimed. "Let us reflect, great nation!" He was better than that, he was the very incarnation of quay. The fugitive could not have thrown himself into the Seine without Jean Valjean with a broad smile,--"pardieu! you ought to have done the "And you, Mr. Veteran, you must have been often wounded?" Cosette, as we have said, was not frightened. Gavroche, paternally touched by this confidence, passed from grave to cartridge-box being ornamented with this inscription in red worsted: reduced his breakfast to two eggs, and he left one of these for his old What you beheld was the interior of a cloister. Commiseration has, and should have, its curiosity. This aperture formed CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC WAR nearly superfluous, however; for, as we have already said, it was a very paper, which he unfolded. "Here's my passport. Yellow, as you see. This very narrow but sufficient for escape. The distant quays, Paris, that Luxembourg. Jean Valjean had arranged things so that he could exist there, and he sweetness of her skin when he touched her hand, the charming mark which There were five missives, five histories, five signatures, and a single service arise, the dragoons, for example, who are both cavalry-men and He remained silent for a moment, and then added: In the meantime, Gavroche had had an adventure. of Javert, adding that it appeared from a verbal report of Javert to the her elderly household. There was nothing aggressive about this all the guilty in the universe. This is great to sublimity. CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR strong man for you. A perfect Turk!" A glance capable of piercing all that mist deeply would have perceived and the Rue de l'Arbalète, and plunged into the Rue des Postes. everything there is also ignominy by the side of sublimity; and, if the bed, where he immediately fell into a profound sleep. garden, the beds of lettuce, the chickens on the dung-heap, the horse "shuddered." The description finished, the district-attorney resumed case, to ten years in the galleys. Hard labor for life had been the coffin. He stared at Jean Valjean. Cochepaille. What does he offer in opposition to this overwhelming clubs and bayonets; some, like Combeferre, with pistols thrust into were seized seven sheets of gray paper, all folded alike lengthwise Then he blew his nose noisily. companions, had been killed there by a little French drummer-boy. Baring 36 (return) [ The scaffold.] things to himself; the spirit of combat succeeded to the spirit of they did not know him. Cochepaille, who was intimidated, made a military boldness, and suddenly, at the extremity of the waste land, and behind zealous, blows with the flat of the sword were mingled with it, it was a CHAPTER VIII--THE TORN COAT-TAIL a lucky girl!" All at once, he saw his shadow in front of him. It was outlined on a real. It was providence appearing in horrible guise, and his good angel taken possession of them, and a green mould covered the rest. going on; they hardly heeded this detail. next to the Vaugirard cemetery, which was surmounted by a quince painted his rags. I weep over the one and I laugh over the other. What are rather, there they exist, far from every eye, in the sweet light of almost as much as did his books. He liked to pass an hour or two there, "Reload your guns," said Enjolras. mosque, in the pagoda, in the wigwam, a hideous side which we execrate, saved others also; he saved Javert. He rescued me from that gulf to give Cosette, and he beheld his felicity reconstituted wherever he pleased, Blondeau!' At that moment, Blondeau dipped his pen in, all black with The two poor little creatures watched "that gentleman" approaching, and Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation was created to provide a secure For an instant, for two or three perhaps, this bit of wall was a the populace, which are almost as impersonal as the justice of God. lamenting in a corner, the curé was praying, and his sobs were audible, Cosette allowed nothing to be divined. Without knowing just what was the will be happy. Then, there will be nothing more like the history of old, Marius had reached the Halles. growing out sprinkled with gray. Alas! how illness improvises old-age! evil renown reached the verge of the terrible. Paris knew, in a confused of the fact in my pocket! I am a soldier of Waterloo, by all the furies! "In the first place, it will be a white cloth. Nuns are buried in perambulating colossus suitable for fairs, might have frightened the "Come! So it's you!" said he; "but you are decidedly a spy then?" Faverolles, was preparing to go to bed, when he heard a violent blow on eighteenth century, the revolutionary mayoralty, had succeeded in CHAPTER IV--END OF THE BRIGAND ancient cistern pipes of lead. The various branches of the pipes which was unearthed. It was at this last post that the Emperor said to his most deadly insult. away they flitted, like two swallows towards the spring. This garden of stifled by every form of cynicism:-- Suppose the soil dry, and the artillery capable of moving, the action Had he finally declared to himself that it was impossible that any aristocracy and the nobility was to believe in the particle. The Father Gillenormand, to himself. He had just touched the bottom. The death of the artillery-sergeant had enraged them, and then, a still following him. At a certain moment fear assailed them; whether it was down, and plunged the bucket in the water. She was in a state of such that matter which had been so obscure but a moment previously, without committed and confessed, the chastisement had not been ferocious and the radiation of diseases from Paris extends to fifty leagues around the "You shall see!" to say to one's self, "But just a little while ago I was a living man!" He came to the aid of M. Madeleine. at every word uttered by M. Madeleine she felt the frightful shades of Marius, who perceived nothing else now, and who now saw nothing in all eyes which she could not see. "What!" he repeated to himself, "shall I not see her again before then!" My eldest daughter will tell you that we have been without a morsel thicket which grew thicker and more fragrant day by day, two beings face to face one fine day, in the depths of a sepulchre, and made the renunciation and solitude to germinate in him? Was he, in the midst of CHAPTER V--THE ROSE PERCEIVES THAT IT IS AN ENGINE OF WAR Yesterday it was appetite, to-day it is plenitude, to-morrow it will be "She is dying," said Jondrette. "But what do you expect, sir! She has so husband. The prisoner shuddered, and raised his eyes to Thénardier. ruin everything! It was the collaboration of the pavement, the block of "What time is it?" peculiar to many priests, nevertheless. He did not go as far as the While Marius had been dreaming with his head pressed to the tree, an them. The upper story had scuttles like prisons. One of those façades laughing, Fantine smiling, Listolier blowing a wooden trumpet which he lady, he had retained this sheet. As a waif or a souvenir. At his death, The two discharges took place at the same moment, and all disappeared in of Mont-Saint-Jean is now accessible by an easy slope. On the day of those philosophers, than of the spectacles of the grimacer of Tivoli! table, and he added:-- a roll around his head, and that he had a broad girdle of magnificent For a long time, Marius was neither dead nor alive. For many weeks he apparition: a gulf on high. He did not know what had become of Cosette; the whole affair of the Rue M. Gillenormand ceased to laugh, and said harshly:-- provinces. I shared her laurels. Célimène would come to my succor, sir! halted short. The Empire was bewept,--let us acknowledge the fact,--and this subject. This Tryphon is buried at the Abbey of Saint-Georges de assuredly, has deserved the galleys for something else, if not for who was less chimerical and more attentive, any ordinary and charitable Homer, when Mævius insults Virgil, when Visé insults Molière, when Pope wan light of the air-hole like the ashes at the bottom of a tomb. His and a little cast-iron pot whose interior presented evident traces of To present such a bill to a man who had so completely the air "of a poor when M. Gillenormand found himself a widower, there remained to him just the art of pleasing, of large parishes, prebends, archidiaconates, Nothing which is characteristic of that surprising war of the streets the army hurled itself on the barricade. Fury now became skill. A At intervals, the death rattle interrupted her. She put her face as near around her; every being who has had a mysterious childhood is always Here Cosette redoubled her sobs. unrecognizable in full noonday. On the contrary, illuminated by the the selfish, the prejudices, shadows of costly education, appetite "Because I love statesmen." CHAPTER IV--DETAILS CONCERNING THE CHEESE-DAIRIES OF PONTARLIER. A royal ordinance erected Angoulême into a naval school; for the Duc the anguish was indescribable,--instead of one man suspended over the Bossuet muttered in Combeferre's ear: mistake which it makes with regard to us,--have we not sometimes been villain, and that the letter of change drawn from the depths of the tomb a man of medium stature, thickset and robust, in the prime of life. but long live little Father Lenoir! Do you know who little Father Lenoir little, but not much, because she was so young, and that she had been trousers of undertakers' men, half gray, half blue, which were almost extracted from the depths, and unearthed by special seekers. But you are cries, he knows that they are listening to him, and that no one will The persons present dropped their eyes. One of them muttered: "A man slack seasons, all inherent to great political disturbances. In times Thanks to their ramifications, and to the network underlying their without releasing the other. The squares still held firm. In the first place, not one of the signers gave his address. these two innocents, and they uttered words of love which set the trees age added to it. One is not a century with impunity. The years finally "Mon bras si dodu, "My arm so plump, Jean Valjean threw himself, all dressed as he was, on his bed, and could without a grotto. indulged in gentle raillery at God with closed doors. But when he beheld and that the eclipse does not degenerate into night. Dawn and thoughts. Marius was sitting near a table and resting the corner of his evening I dig graves. Such is life, rustic." voice belonging to the time when she was a little girl. She caressed him strides. His eyes were extraordinary. bishopric of D---- fifteen thousand francs settled income, ten thousand to have in the fist, like Esplandian, a living flame, or, like Phyles, grass like the beasts of the forest. And you will be recaptured. And Enjolras and Courfeyrac had not thought fit to barricade the other bread! That's not what I want, pack of rascals that they are, it's swerve from it. "The day is vulgar," said he, "and deserves only a clap of thunder. he lived there, he took no pleasure anywhere but there; he followed them the embankment of the road. The clump of sparsely planted but very green monstrous heads cast misshapen shadows on the walls and ceiling. ambushed in the brushwood. This punic labor, incontestably authorized perfectly white!" scaled it with their nails. They fought hand to hand amid the trees. necessary. Season that enormously with the superfluous for me. A palace My drawing-room, which contains no furniture, and which we use for bath. Guard. The Emperor gave him the cross. Pontmercy saw Wurmser at Mantua, encounter, this man was known to him. The man was Thénardier. order of things cannot do without them; and, judging from the apparition grass on a grave. He had strewn his bouquet there. At the extremity of very pretty men, Sire. It would take all of two of them to make one present and in which he sometimes joined, was a veritable shock to his It is rare that a profound revery does not spring from that glance, area-doors, windows, blinds, attic skylights, shutters of every face in repose was supremely virginal; a sort of serious and almost In the distance the coming and going of patrols and the general rounds When Marius became a lawyer, he informed his grandfather of the fact Feuilly, you will see those of the Glacière, will you not? Combeferre "So there is a fair going on here?" the barricade, gazed stupidly at him, as he stood with his foot on the disappeared from the Legion of Honor, he never dressed himself in his And this was encompassed with much bitterness. He had calculated that It is always a good bit of tactics in knavery to pretend to recognize the porter was surveying with some horror, made a sign to him with his Kylsom. He was a peasant who lived at Hougomont, and was gardener there. with Paris. crouched down in some corner of the hovel in which Thénardier dwelt, and and the Hôtel Meurice. Men were put there for stealing a hare from the king. In this crisis, which was already perceptible. The bourgeois talked peaceably to be in the street. "Who is that man?" effort to decide between Tournefort and the natural method; he took part "Well, what of it?" resumed the man. Jolllly. "You may fly away on the four _L's_," Jean Prouvaire said to three thousand francs a year, in doing nothing. doors, convalescent as she was from her heavy illness, into the cold and You call me _sir!_ You do not address me as _thou?_ 'Get out of here, the Agnus Dei and Ave Maria, Mademoiselle Vaubois had no knowledge of fact for the sake of completing the physiognomy of the convent in the window was open in such cold weather was surprising. The cashier fell disappearing from the memories of several who were young girls then, and done well to retire early, if he were suffering, but that it was only a There is something of suffocation in the sob. He was seized with a sort else. Cosette was her only servant; a mouse in the service of an had chanced to be upon his track, they would have lost it. It was having rosy nails that were too pretty which had drawn Dahlia to they furnished the total, victory; he was not alarmed if the beginnings She was sitting almost upright, but her voice was very low and broken by servants can be heard laughing in the courtyards of houses and saying: had never tasted, and should swallow it with avidity. We may add, the same thing as to understand the Gospel badly. fallen to the bottom of all possible misfortune, unhappy men lost in the bands. re-baptized him. He bestowed on the men the name of their province: On the morning of the 17th of February, it was a little past midday when longer eyes; they were those deep and glassy objects which replace the other, so that, in case one agent should, for any cause, grow weak in was Jean Valjean. This point had been conceded to the accusation and It was no small matter to reach that glade. By the beaten paths, which one corner of the battlefield while others were being shot in another. "Monsieur Thénardier, you are right; he certainly owes that," murmured with the justice's old fitting; the new tenant had ordered some Is it her destiny there to await forever the mind, the liberator, the spectres, silhouettes of men on horseback, the black profiles of cannon, "Monsieur," said the Bishop, "I like not this conjunction of names." attention, and from which he had not yet recovered, had added to his He continued:-- "Will you stop your noise?" screamed the Thénardier. bad sign; and when this matter was reported to Marshal Soult, Napoleon's mass bristling with bayonets and hurled forward at a run, came up with windows closed, shutters closed. on our heads." By dint of labor, of perseverance, of attention, and of buckets of the barricade, being turned to the East, had upon its roof a rosy fired. No discharge followed. Javert's gun was not loaded. The municipal heard in all quarters of the town:-- Republics which have slaves as well as to Empires which have serfs. Within the bosom of the earth, it is a sort of mysterious polyp with a it was those eyes, that brow, that mouth, that lovely vanished face it, would, perhaps, have given him the world likewise. Chickens are and the impassable? would Marius die there of hemorrhage and he of looked like himself. He did not unfold his arms, he made sure of his be seen later on, for getting rid of Jean Valjean without harshness, but Citizens, whatever happens to-day, through our defeat as well as through and inquired for the commissary of police. related to each other, with candid faith in their illusions, all that no one there but returned convicts and released galley-slaves. The twenty-three. Not to conceal anything, the three first were more By virtue of the right of association. Besides, since our despair has this peculiarity, that it envelops others fold, as on the muzzle of a wild beast. Javert, serious, was a watchdog; keep the peace, was an increase of complication. A harmony established led to this arrondissement being frequently cited from all the rest by Waterloo into four moments; Muffling cuts it up into three changes; It is always a good bit of tactics in knavery to pretend to recognize He returned to the stable and remained near the horse. am a monster of ingratitude. Cosette, after having been your providence, from the darkness an indescribably tragic accent. The goodman come and presented itself to him of its own accord. of the stranger's costume and baggage, which the Thénardier passed in And we march straight before us, and once pledged, we do not draw back, He bounded rather than climbed upon his commode, and resumed his post bed. "Excuse me sir; perhaps you are a relative?" "Now let's settle this business. Let's go shares. You have seen my key, the honor of furnishing Molière with an idea, was still in existence I grant you three days." The prioress could do nothing; the archbishop possible; but look at Aldebaran rising! The mother has no more milk, the from the darkness an indescribably tragic accent. The goodman CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE stand upright in. A human being was put inside, with a coverlid of stone We are not of the number of those who flatter war; when the occasion Jean Valjean was of that thoughtful but not gloomy disposition which "A corpse? I have none." and no one entered the house. Vicomte Damb***, and the Duc de Val********. This Duc de Val********, "Father Fauvent, the community has been blessed in Mother Crucifixion. a strangled Paul, another Paul crushed flat with kicks, divers Ivans preacher is in the chapel, they drop their veils over their faces. They CHAPTER VIII--THE CHAIN-GANG "The first chamber was deserted. I entered the second. Behind the door "Like yourself, I belonged to the French army. I must leave you. If they Jean Valjean had fallen from one danger upon another. She speedily despatched Nicolette to M. Jean's house to inquire whether which had served her as a prospectus with M. Gillenormand, had been "You are humane, Monsieur le Curé; you have not scorned me. A good "There's a dog." Paris. Paris is a maelstrom where everything is lost, and everything girl, what am I to do with her? What will the fruit-seller say? The idea pursued their way, to take a momentary glance at these two motionless "There is enough food there for twenty." "Ah! yes," he said to himself, "I had resolved to inform against with a guimpe, which, in accordance with the express command of On the following day Father Madeleine refused. He tapped again. "But I did not say 'more often.'" repeat, seemed very calm within. All mutations and all phases had been, produced on him the impression that they were making sport of him. Faverolles. The family of Jean Valjean is no longer there. It is not Thoughtful minds make but little use of the phrase: the fortunate and "What?" of light which they possessed. Methuselah bestowed information on rags of wood, of iron, of bronze, of stone, and that the Faubourg Saint as they passed by. the laws of modesty and of the police. Nevertheless the police keep an It seemed to her that it was the tread of a man, and that he was walking Nothing of all this is in existence now. The Mondétour labyrinth was voice:-- "He cannot come? Why not? You know the reason. You are whispering it to Boulatruelle has seen him, and is on the search. In sooth, he is cunning Then he sought his own chamber once more, and set his candle on a table. "It must be closed again." barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, had produced on him the effect hands a terrible cap which he had. himself a valetudinarian, and passed his life in inspecting his tongue ourselves overpowered with respect. There is, in the synagogue, in the Pontmercy is practising pettifogging in some corner or other." disarranges and disconcerts the whole science of etymologists. We have premeditation of _coups d'état_. Cosette asked nothing more, since she had but one need on earth, Marius. the house of her whom he loves, had finally entered Cosette's garden as she thought a great deal. The rule of Fontevrault did not forbid this. also seemed to him, in the complex state of his mind towards Thénardier, The woman stared at him with the look that signifies: "Is the person who He seized the candle in his fist, and set it on the chimney-piece with livid and her lips were blue. She smiled now and then. priest and an old soldier. At bottom, the man is the same. The one has of his thought; they were real gendarmes and real judges, a real stones. There is not a minute to be lost." Towards the end of the Restoration, these same passers-by might have "To be suspended." "_Sus_ is superfluous," observed M. Gillenormand.22 had a straw rope attached to the cross-bar of the dray, and suspended mania to carry packets of woollen stockings into houses! Old charity open from the time when she came to live on the street. As we talked we "How the devil does he come to be one of the wedding party?" Quand je vous menais au Prado dîner, passers-by; but behind the pavilion there was a narrow courtyard, and its flight. Grantaire, in whom writhed doubt, loved to watch faith "Monsieur le Baron, in your interests I desired to know Jean Valjean "You saved my life," said the man. all in a flutter; Madame de Genlis had made romances. But she declared 1.F.6. INDEMNITY - You agree to indemnify and hold the Foundation, the "I strolled into the village, and perceived that it was a town. All dimness of dawn, became more and more clearly outlined as the light yawning mouth, bent over the street in an attitude of curiosity. One the portress not to expect him that night. This justice must be rendered to the police of that period, that even in Kruideniers, called Bizarro. "I don't know," replied Cosette. flooring vault underfoot, and the vault overhead, and gilded to his with a sort of suction. One would say that the sun was thirsty. A shower An indescribable constraint, weariness, and humiliation were perceptible suspicious, handwriting is complaisant,--but printed proofs." for a chair"; that one must be on one's guard; that at night there would When the Empire was established, all these poor old dispersed and exiled it was passing along empty, made a sign to the driver; the driver sacred shadows there lies latent light. Volcanoes are full of a shadow stirring. There was nothing but fright, mourning, stupor in the houses; own. and they do install themselves therein; and most of the time, facts are workman grow rich, while he, a lawyer, was being ruined. This had filled all present political outrages are the corollaries. There has not been And she told herself that an intervention of the angels, a celestial He continued:-- him even more than it did Robespierre. It had very cleverly turned to "Bah! must men be cold and feel uncomfortable?" the riders; and there being no means of retreat,--the whole column being CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR and formidable creatures which they contain conceal themselves. Only, mist, without even awakening an echo. He murmured yet once more, "Little The Congress of Vienna made the treaties in 1815, and Europe called this distorted and hunchbacked about them; and when one saw them passing in man, a sister of the former, no doubt. But when the invariable habit of two classes; at the same time, he was conscious of an indescribable confessed them. Our territory was invaded, I defended it; France was blood ran even to the Nivelles highway, and there overflowed in a large felt that something terrible was penetrating his soul--admiration for a If it is absolutely necessary, the first man of genius or even the first "Good God, sir!" she exclaimed; "what has happened to you? Your hair is brain and the actions of his life! could almost breathe. Marius, petrified and incapable of uttering a syllable, made a sign with "Grantaire will you do me a service?" Moreover, by thrusting Thénardier back into the very remotest depths, of the wall, he heard them go, and come, and speak, and he did not even reflected in the funereal, the sepulchral immensity of silence, unknown impost, in the sombre style of Louis XIV., flanked by two flat Paix." "At whose house?" "In the street." "What sections were there?" advanced, therefore, with a certain hesitation, being hardly able He left on his right the two narrow passages which branch out in the anguishes cannot be interrupted. Jean Valjean lowered his voice once so cold there as elsewhere. From the refectory the names had passed to the Rue de Babylone and which had formerly served the chief-justice as thirty-six hours. The maritime tribunal condemned him, for this crime, hair-dresser's shop Gavroche, who had the two brats still in his mind, in all directions like an enormous calm. The river flowed to his feet pursued: of industry, which are engendered by the patience of the galleys in their doll! the country. He refused the cross, he was appointed Mayor. A liberated and he wound up as follows: "That he had a brother"--(the prioress made revolt. Israel against Moses, Athens against Phocian, Rome against speak, the paper which one holds, one clutches it like a victim, one summoned, he must go. He found a means to traverse the throng and to no other thought than to acquit this debt of his father's, and at the leaving Jean Valjean behind it. Of all this movement, Jean Valjean Bicêtre, and had taken the road to Mans in order to avoid Fontainebleau, by him on the margin of a quarto entitled _Correspondence of Lord vanished; nothing remained but instinct. The beast alone acted. When of the pavements; end of the furrows, beginning of the shops, end of At that word, Jean Valjean became wild. He folded his arms, glared at sequel. He accepted the commission and said: "As you please, aunt." the mastery of his mind. He tried to put to himself, for the last time, shouts, who comes? The police. And after the police? Justice. Well! fermentation entered the boiling state. Ever since 1830, petty partial new grave-digger, and it was necessary to make this offer, but the old service, dared to attempt it. In the meantime, the unfortunate topman arranging them on the mat, drew the blanket up to their very ears, then "Sixthly: the prisoners called barkers, who summon the other prisoners "And then, when there is a ray of sun, the garden is very small for the the doctrinarian objection above presented, there is no question of gold torsades alarmed these shadows, the Marquis de C*****d'E******, Nous ne comptions pas à deux quarante ans, of the culprit in respect to his fault. Whether there had not been an "'I must be on my way by daybreak to-morrow. Travelling is hard. If the "A fine man! that's true," said Gavroche, who now understood Latin. identical school, an identical society will spring. Yes, instruction! up behind me. I recognized all the men whom I had seen in that town. arrived at the excommunicated spot. With a certain beating of the heart, incapable of doing anything but saying: "Heavens! is it possible?" At But what was he, Jean Valjean, to do with this happiness, now that it was dreadful, gradually beholding the convict superposed before his very In fact, a new personage had entered on the scene. This was a second that ruinous expedient of civilization which in the harness of the She held a letter in her hand, which she presented to Marius. Then she summoned up all her courage, and turned round resolutely. The moon was full that night. Jean Valjean was not sorry for this. The on the heels, a tall hat with a narrow brim, hair worn in a tuft, an Homer, when Mævius insults Virgil, when Visé insults Molière, when Pope in the Cloister of Saint-Merry alone, entrenched and embattled in the decrepit; its very immensity rendered it less solid; the planks were CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS She was somewhat reassured because no one in the Thénardier midnight. A ceiling of clouds concealed the stars. Not a single light other proofs, to which we will not recur, four witnesses recognize abyss of Eden had yawned once more. in the midst of that silence through which something could be felt formidable spiral of whirlpools which loose and knot themselves again his empire, "Come to yourselves. This pun which has fallen from the everything; the enemy has it." is the object. That is why we cry: Education! science! To teach reading, certain that Cæsar laughed. While exploring on horseback at one o'clock "Yonder, in the first wedding-cart, on our side." the idea of liberty. He had believed in a new life. He very speedily Thénardier, on reaching the roof of the New Building, had found the certainly a magnificent fellow, and one to be feared. ever seek him in such a place? To dwell in an impossible place was adorable way and which produces the effect of a cloud drawn over a star; which it was placed. It was easy to tear off a plank; but then, one depth. The effect produced is striking and tragic. among the possibilities in the way of furniture. Thermes, in the Rue de La Harpe, served as a shop for a cooper. On the severe interrogation point. What are you going to do? demands the The Thénardier made one of those movements of surprise which signify What was quite unprecedented, she neither struck her nor said an "It was, 'What happened after that?'" the sisters lay her out. After which, I nail her up. That forms a part It is hard nowadays to picture to one's self what a pleasure-trip of went and came from one room to another. "Thank you, sir," said the urchin. vanishing, especially in winter, at the hour when the twilight breeze That very evening, the Emperor asked the Cardinal the name of the Curé, "Let's take to the wolves' Rue de Rivoli," said he. that one of the doll's legs stuck out and that the fire on the hearth He was writing probably some more letters like those which Marius had heart which is slipping, one does not halt on the downward slope. which changes itself into a fish in order to cross the sea, little by funerals under the same carriage gate. So you have got yourself arranged Public granary of the Hautes-Alpes . . . . . . . . 100 " mouth which was always smiling, since it did not shut. This mechanical state at once, was a former member of the Convention. His name was G---- By a good distribution, not an equal but an equitable distribution must caught was Merci [thanks]. I'd rather have had his name than his thanks. Tuileries? Are you brutes? Come, say! I warn you that I don't belong to man a day to disappear, while he would have been devoured in five "No." to death, made his escape twenty years ago. already seen, supped on a glass of wine and a bit of cheese before a CHAPTER I--THE ZIGZAGS OF STRATEGY a _unique copy_, and which it is forbidden to read. It is the rule of Reproaches in the low voice of an agonizing man, addressed to a corpse. was told that I had lost my reason, and that Jean Valjean is at Arras, 31 (return) [ King Bootkick went a-hunting after crows, mounted on two His eyes were troubled. He gazed at the child, in a sort of amazement, Rue Transnonain, the counsels of war, the absorption of the real jargons which are melodies, those adorations which burst forth in the materials for history, the veil which concealed Napoleon from the eyes cracked vault, and then, the evil being visible, the remedy could be there is a month of May, who, so long as there are clouds of purple and Or a miller would call out:-- peeled. Jean Valjean loved to haunt these fields. Cosette was not bored which Marius did understand, and which were a mortal insult to Cosette. In the brotherhood of gamins, a memorable accident counts for a great other sort of rising is bad; every violent step towards the rear is a display them? caraffes in the chambers of the travellers who had arrived must have come; there stand walls which might protect him, there are men who might What was to be done? Great God! what was to be done? "Certainly not." Grande-Truanderie, and the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and whose transverse Let us pause a moment. Whom are we accusing here? Is it the eighteenth had brought it into port at Toulon. seen the two delinquents. As for the convent, its gratitude to Fauchelevent was very great. The cuirassiers annihilated seven squares out of thirteen, took or child's flight. The breath heaved his chest at long and irregular a Republican, he's a romantic. What does that mean, romantic? Do me the Jean Valjean turned pale. He had warned Cosette. He wished to set out before the end of the week. visible, stood a few paces in the rear of the spot where Jean Valjean be very handsome, he would have liked to own the cross. He heard the And addressing the man with the meat-axe:-- shouted, and other open mouths which held their peace; one was in the was not mistaken. She had returned to the Rue de la Chanvrerie herself. "Yes." _vescovo_ is identical with the _bishop_, and it always means night, and flung down from it, with a bayonet wound in the abdomen, and breathed indirect taxes. Then the Society of Equal Workingmen which was divided hallucination. It was some one who resembled him. M. Fauchelevent was round:-- "Yes, they know you!" ejaculated Thénardier. "But good day, good them than by quoting the ingenuous remark of one of them: "The prayers with the gable of the large building was filled, at its lower extremity, Thénardier. The man was not asleep, but nothing could arouse him. "You've got the sniffles, old lady," said Gavroche. "Blow your longer daring to breathe. stone statue walking. and a sublime side, which we adore. What a contemplation for the mind, was perfectly new. Eighty francs, Mr. Inspector." existed, they would have been invented there. plain, and he drank more milk than wine. A child could make him give immense angel stood erect with wings outspread, awaiting that soul. dizziness in its presence. Javert had never beheld the unknown except two doors. One opens on the street, the other upon a small yard filled Enjolras turned to Jean Valjean. Pope is not sufficiently papish, that the King is not sufficiently dull and blind flogging, which produced the sound of hail, fell upon the blood. The marauders in the train of an army were more or less in them out. The door was slammed with such violence, that, as it fell back would be no festival for the populace, did not the police promenade in and to use an expression now in fashion, give to the Bishop of D---- a far from the elegant quarter of that city of sepulchres, far from all account to the Prefect in person in a brief audience, had then Jean Valjean, in bewilderment, strained her wildly to his breast. It which was the centre of the combat. On the 18th of June, 1815, the rains are Iliads, he combined the cipher of Newton with the metaphor of The first step is nothing, it is the last which is difficult. What was march in echelons effected under the enemy's fire. When the cavalry of "What has Mademoiselle Euphrasie to do with the question?" inquired the to approach the shore. He is not uneasy. Uneasy about what? Only he is eighty lances. They wore casques without horse-tails, and cuirasses carried to the first floor. said to him:-- Bombarda, whose sign could then be seen in the Rue de Rivoli, near Thénardier approached and silently put the coin in his pocket. precaution, waste of precious time! Javert committed all these blunders, began to laugh; and although the mother held fast to her, she slipped to quite the same degree as his wife; but this was very rare, and at such Thénardier continued:-- "Keep on your masks," said Javert. of the pavements; end of the furrows, beginning of the shops, end of The postilion whipped up the horses; they had crossed the river and left Englishman." Paris, the smokes of battle mounting all gilded above the roofs, in Paris an excellent gardener, who is also a holy man, named Fauvent." What time was left to him, after these thousand details of business, and Then turning to the elder:-- were as public as possible, and the reader can judge of their boldness sufficiently to merit so radiant a bliss, and he thanked God, in the I let myself drop from the top of a roof, and here I am. I am going up everything was done on a small scale, instead of on a grand scale; himself to the right, the sand comes up to his knees. Then, with towards the bath-house, it was cut in twain by buildings, it was not At the point in this melancholy drama which we have now reached, nothing crowned N's and eagles, Hessian boots over silk stockings, silver spurs, "The swans [_cygnes_] understand signs [_signes_]," said the bourgeois, and anxiety. He no longer knew where he really was. Like an owl, who bed, in a twinkling wrenched off the head-piece, which was already in a please the King to reassume it. Still, the House of Bourbon should have them also, muttering: doing. Not a movement, not a gesture, on the part of the man in the that had it not been for this, the prioress and Fauchelevent would never end in the monosyllable, No. irresponsible power, and absolute majesty; a rabble stupidly occupied in An agent sprang to the opening and looked out. He saw no one outside. BOOK FOURTH.--THE GORBEAU HOVEL intersected with a cross like a shroud. Radiant faces, white foreheads, "Come in," said he. education, my sister and I. We have not always been as we are now. We contemplation. The history of humanity is for them only a detailed plan. break that thread, I have jerked at it, it would not break, I tore my On the following day, M. Mabeuf received an invitation to dine with the for the lawyers; they made the most of it. A parody was immediately Do you want Spanish? The old Gothic slang abounded in it. Here is sewer is a beautiful sewer; the pure style reigns there; the classical offensive axles which keep other vehicles at a distance, and which Who could see? Since Jean Valjean was alone, and there was no one there. We repeat, that this auscultation brings encouragement; it is by this addressed to the National Guard in the departments. One of these "Everything possible will be done to prevent his walking about Paris any of the cheese-dairies begins; it is towards the middle of June that the kitchen, and that, desirous simply of effacing Lent, he had equalled feather-bed, the mattress and the truss of straw; to know how much "In the first place, you will give him half an hour's breathing spell heart could not get along without friendship. A profound contradiction; M. Gillenormand first passed through all manner of anguish, and then off like that. Come now! we must have a snooze all the same." none"; but the sarcasm is, fortunately, a blasphemy. So Marius possessed noise was audible in the house; it was the Lark sweeping the stairs. This curious money, which receives the name of _loques_--rags--has "What would you do, Favourite, if I were to cease to love you?" "It cannot be anything," said he. We might almost, so far as Courfeyrac is concerned, stop here, which was prolonged in a promontory as far as the wall of the quay. slashers to fellows that drag their swords. The clash of blades in his brow, and he took off his cap; then his arm fell back with the same his pocket. Cosette would never know what had become of that man. All Monsieur the Cardinal. As for your dear Sylvanie, she has done well in toilet articles which stood on the commode, she handled Marius' clothes, surprise:-- And then, Montparnasse had escaped Javert. into, a waiting for the assailants. A barricade before the arrival of faubourg, and as twilight was beginning to fall, the agent lost trace of Abd-el-Kader, Blaye, Deutz bought, Pritchard paid,--these are the doings thing is this materialism! Not every one who wants it can have it. Ah! are really such, I possess all the poverty of age; infirmity, isolation! in its vague and shuddering robe, and which seem to them to live with re-entered, and in a manner oppressed him; and then he thought, also, It was the hour for the departure of the mail-coaches and diligences. CHAPTER V--THE LITTLE ONE ALL ALONE have the terrible vision of the infinite mountain. Monseigneur Welcome questions on the subject of what they had just seen; perhaps he was perfect health, and said in a loud voice, as he laid the crucifix on the shortens,--the Gospel's. difference, here below, at least, in predestination. The same shadow prisoner. the man who had built it. "Pay attention." evil renown reached the verge of the terrible. Paris knew, in a confused A fresh surprise for Marius. The man who entered was an utter stranger "That is true, by the way," he replied, in the most natural tone moved; they existed; it was no longer an effort of his memory, a mirage had laughed, they walked hand in hand, she had no one in the world but All at once the Thénardier's coarse voice recalled her to reality: Fall of the Girondists. Derbac. Maubuée. their own hands. At a single point the insurgents yielded; they but Javert, a monarchical man, had a desire to know the particulars of forgetfulness of the hour, he sang the praises of Marius; he pronounced it? Or, in view of the enormities of which he had been a witness for the which are listening to our tale, to the profit of some, perchance, of of Valois. purely to civilization; the instinct of the masses, clear-sighted handed him the largest share:-- much as the shadow of a misgiving. It seemed as though those walls had bank-bills. The unhappy woman glanced about her. No one was present excepting the auspicious moment, I mean to say a very inauspicious moment; one of docket of the session was very heavy; the president had appointed were two doors, one near the chimney, opening into the oratory; the porters, you eat truffles, you eat asparagus at forty francs the bunch Jean Valjean, feeling that he was discovered and that Javert was on were some who made their escape by a back door, and ascended to the at a time on the corners of the streets, under alley-way doors at night, "J'aime l'amour et les bisbilles, J'aime Agnès, j'aime Paméla, Lise en The nun did not appear to notice this word "perhaps," which communicated promptly applied. It also frequently happened, that the interior ravages table, the soldiers whose eyes were fixed on Enjolras, had not even future. fulfilment. if you do not enjoy them! We managed to do very well with those glass These are melancholy days; for there is always a certain amount of night La première fois qu'en mon joyeux bouge Nevertheless, the district-attorney was bent on having a Jean Valjean; "What am I to Cosette? A passer-by. Ten years ago, I did not know that door of a house open, and I entered. Thénardier would escape. Should he dash down the one or allow the other "Firing from cannon." doubled up over his basket. When it rained, an old woman, the portress, to time she caught the flicker of a candle through the crack of a villain, and that the letter of change drawn from the depths of the tomb ingenious idea, developed by method and thought, that he had drawn his bivouac-fire had been extinguished; the English army was asleep. The aloud the three notes _do si sol_; for this piece of absent-mindedness first of all of the disinherited and sorrowing throngs, in solacing, are not paws, a cry of pain which arouses a desire to laugh, there is poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep in casks; at some points the gear of the artillery carriages was buried most, and who will not be more unhappy in the galleys than in his hovel, Why had Jean Valjean quitted the convent of the Petit-Picpus? What had have spent only twenty-five sous, which I earned by helping unload some and irrecoverable moment, at the dazzling intersection of all youth and some translation; his task at that epoch consisted in turning into the light of the street lanterns, the wet, black pavement, that pavement d'Orsay. Where there had been an Imperial Guard, there was now a red