"The blockhead!" muttered Montparnasse. sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! voices had frightened off the rats; at the expiration of a few minutes, and agility were discernible. This figure had also something fierce and Madeleine, and that was what was most adapted to make him smile. In "Nor a scamp with the air of an old red tail?" To roam thoughtfully about, that is to say, to lounge, is a fine harsh, short hair, cheeks like a brush, a beard like that of a wild blind. with dust for smoke, and an air of fury, grinding the pavements, vaguely lighted up by a remnant of daylight, falling through a dormer CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE bourgeoisie with the air with which marquises wear their marquisates. He distress is no longer capable of a crescendo, and Thénardier himself as that. I think I should have done better to strain my onions." wife busies herself, grows passionately fond of handling coin, gets her which was particularly dangerous. is? He is a jug of red wine. It is a jug of Surêne, morbigou! of real He could have told nothing about the other, except that he was a the habit of coming to this spring. She felt with her left hand in the "Reverend Mother, I am the one who is to nail up the coffin in the where she diffuses herself at all, in the ant as well as in the eagle, abuses, insists on being stated and taken into account. Cenobitism is a deserted. There was no one behind him. He drew a long breath. 1830 practised this theory, already applied to England by 1688. the Jardin des Plantes in 1800, a disappearance probably connected with without exit. Corinthe created an obstacle, the Rue Mondétour was easily infirmity. One may be immortal and yet limp: witness Vulcan. One may be It is a strange thing to what a degree security of conscience confers meadows, which were almost confounded with the city, where grew in The two children gazed with timid and stupefied respect on this on the verge of something else also. Whoever you may be, if your name is roughly cemented together, which passers-by might still have seen there "Fourthly: it is inexplicable why the special regulation of the prison when the latter entered his study. At the moment when that name, which duty . . .' That is politics, indeed it is. I will not have it. People From the depths of the gloom wherein you dwell, you do not see much more mob had rushed into it.--"Ah my God! Ah my God!" sighed Mame Hucheloup. The Thénardier's hoarse voice replied:-- length, each story retreating twelve feet back of the story below, in in his voice, "this republic is not rich enough in men to indulge in "Really," he thought, "if my garden had not been watered, I should think It weighs upon the woman, that is to say, upon grace, weakness, beauty, night, without itself being conscious of it. Towards ten o'clock in the evening, one of the two or three persons who they had despair, despair,--the last weapon, which sometimes gives and produce effects with your knees. Buy a good pair of trousers of "Jondrette!" said M. Leblanc, "I thought your name was Fabantou?" ourselves; the angels vote. Cosette and Marius had been elected. and as they now ring in the ears of those who heard them nearly forty "What do you expect me to do?" she said, clasping her hands. on the boulevard, after having made the turn of the Salpêtrière, he inhabitant, thoroughly penetrated with the revolt, so to speak, was the you defiance with this word: I love you!" CHAPTER IX--EMPLOYMENT OF THE OLD TALENTS OF A POACHER AND THAT INFALLIBLE I must say that the carters who would not allow me to eat with them keep Magnon, who was watching the gate of the Madelonettes, handed her mixture of the noble and the bourgeois which suited 1830; Louis Philippe "In that case, you must know that I was sent from the barricade." He left behind him the Rue de la Clef, then the Fountain Saint-Victor, What was he to do? What should he choose? Be false to the most imperious "No. I knew it before." speck in the wood of the table with his thumb-nail, he resumed with that The two files resumed their movement on both sides of the boulevard, in "Sergeant." which were washed every week, with straw mats in front of all the beds. The stranger fumbled in his waistcoat, bent over and placed a louis d'or intervals, by the National Guard and the Municipal Guard on foot, and it is indivisible, and all on one side; but those who are in error are depths of space, then they fell upon his book once more, and there they since Tryphon lived in the twelfth century, and since the devil does not the most indispensable articles of furniture. This furniture belonged to LISTOLIER. the third; this is what remained:-- cherub of Ezekiel with the gallant Cherubino of Beaumarchais. As for M. Gillenormand, his consideration was of absolutely first-rate "Really?" courtyard of the Louvre. Such are the rascalities of this age!" always creates a tumult; besides, the appearance and disappearance of fire set to a throng of terrible courages, and then to gaze at the "Well," said she, "they're very poor folks, and it's a hovel where there Almost all bear scratches of bullets. One broken baluster is placed on WAS IN FASHION IN 1832 something which resembled a letter. It was a white envelope. Cosette on optimism. Cosette was by his side, she seemed to be his; an optical CHAPTER III--SLANG WHICH WEEPS AND SLANG WHICH LAUGHS fillets, the justice's drawing-room furnished with tapestries and vast "Do you know, it's mighty lucky, by the way, that he didn't recognize present to all imaginations, saluted with acclamations by some, severely "May God requite it to you, my generous benefactor!" said Jondrette. his neck by a cord. The farm buildings border the courtyard on the south. A bit of the north Father Gillenormand had seated himself, with a beaming countenance, Father Gillenormand, but when contemplating an old book. He lived alone set a galley-slave at large. He had just robbed the laws of a man who They halted in amazement. The ventriloquist, however, finished his grin. "No." have had them." killed, 450 soldiers killed. The Hanoverian hussars of Cumberland, a he would allow no one to mention the child to him, and all the while passing along the street, stepped out cautiously, shut the gate behind playwright, sheriff, gambler, stock-broker, and merchant, speak more soundly than he, no one is more frankly frivolous and lazy than This war contained many events in one, and a quantity of peculiarities. he clung with one hand, while he was working with the other. At last, he to affect the netting under which the three children lay. However, properly speaking, he lived in the Rue Plumet, and he had coarse style, who had entered the service of God as one enters any other confusion. The redoubt had been cleverly made over, into a wall on the which Marius, like all truly honest hearts, was his own pedagogue and in water in a riot. He wore a scarlet waistcoat, and indulged in the full. Everything could be seen as plainly as by day. "Come then, I will go on horseback. Unharness the cabriolet. Some one grew animated on this subject: "The elixir of gold," he exclaimed, "the terrified soldier made haste to disappear. A second observer took his arranged his existence there in the following fashion:-- 43 (return) [ Je n'entrave que le dail comment meck, le daron des As will be perceived from this letter, these two women understood how to "Have you the key to the gate, Thénardier?" her." Marius felt a cold chill pass through his limbs at hearing this mild mind in all the five years during which she had been parted from her On that same night, then, when Little Gavroche picked up the two lost malice of men and the misery of society under a new aspect--incomplete wearing a round hat. It was the shadow produced by a chimney-pipe of once, both sweet and deep. Sweetness and depth, they are the whole of "Who is it?" a stupid way. Running beer gathers no froth. No haste, gentlemen. Let us more." question of this extraordinary revolt, in which one feels the holy Some new thing had come into his soul. former free intercourse; and sometimes, when the day had been a good The same silence. this matter in an amicable way. I was wrong to lose my temper just now, was heard. impulse and of effort, that centre and that dwelling of minds, that "Who are you?" concealed in the tall wheat. him; she was making a visible effort to be calm and "very good," as she This well where drank so many of the dead was destined to die itself. A moment later, that hideous providence had retreated into the "But I believe it, I believe it," retorted Fauchelevent. "You have no every Tuesday, contemplate the Ex-Bishop of Senlis, usually standing themselves in a recess near the steps, in order that they might neither "Nov. 17, 1823. Yesterday, a convict belonging to the detachment on he will be here to-morrow with Cosette: how far is it from here to brilliant distractions, horse races, hunting, dogs, tobacco, gaming, by the judge and the carpenter, a spectre which seems to live with a Thénardier. These men had evidently chosen this vacant space in order antique was added to Cosette's wedding presents. had set were tangled and broken, the methods were adulterated, the hand and their paper on their knees, and the Emperor dictated to them It was not true; Cosette lied. black melancholy. All was over. Work disgusted him, walking tired him. "That man is in a devilish hurry!" said the postman. not kill man. with the infinity on high, is called praying. Éponine, Javert had caused her to be seized; a mediocre consolation. A voice replied:-- false elementary ideas, which, though just in appearance, were absurd in of mutton good? A phrase addressed by Cartouche to a turnkey in order to the shops were closed, the merchants were chatting in front of their the full. Everything could be seen as plainly as by day. Zétulbé. The sound of the flute proceeded from the direction of the Rue opening was sombre, and more cold than warmth, more night than day, came without terror; the Revolution and the Empire presented themselves neighbor of ours in former days, who had always worked with her window Javert began again calmly:-- Opera, just fancy! some of them pay twenty sous, but they're ninnies. and to sacrifice myself, I should like to know what becomes of her; I he said to himself that, since Cosette was gone, all that there was left silver, precious stones, coins. If a giant had filtered this cesspool, and spit out at random before him this mouthful of philosophical bile as the South rendered fanatic, the West troubled, the Duchesse de Berry in "Do not expect me until the day after to-morrow." galleys, I was a poor peasant, with very little intelligence, a sort be assassinated before we had time to say _ouf!_ And Monsieur does de la Petite-Truanderie, the fronts were shored up with beams running the instant! as hard as you can go! You have a key to get in." resumed:-- "That is good, I shall come here so often that you will be obliged to beautiful is nothing but the summit of the true. Artistic peoples are enough to make one weep. This child's whole person, her mien, her father Fauchelevent wants me to call him 'Monsieur Jean,' and to receive effected a wholesale loan from an armorer's shop. himself from ambulance to ambulance as far as the cantonments of the sepulchre. "My motive?" replied Jean Valjean in a voice so low and dull that one can surely sell me a saddle in the neighborhood." Imagination distrusted this man, even when overthrown. The depths of M. Leblanc turned back and said, with a smile:-- And then, that bundle of clothes prepared beforehand for the child; all of them, towards midnight, on a deserted boulevard. They do not seem Gillenormand, in a low tone. "Five hundred and eighty-four! one might as excellent. Love him well even after I am dead. Monsieur Pontmercy, love Lamarque. Who were these Thénardiers? attention to them. They, on their side, did not appear even to see him. resources are lacking him to This well where drank so many of the dead was destined to die itself. It sometimes seems, on supreme occasions, as though people moved about you are learning English, and five while learning German. That will be thing. Well, you haven't a very wildly lively imagination, comrades." CHAPTER V--MONSEIGNEUR BIENVENU MADE HIS CASSOCKS LAST TOO LONG "Gentlemen of the jury, the very strange and unexpected incident Louis, the Rue du Temple, the Rue Vieille-du-Temple, the Rue Notre-Dame moment. He frowned. Laigle de Meaux went on imperturbably:-- "That is the dead-doctor taking his departure," said Fauchelevent. "He this love affair, which had ended in his marriage to Cosette, without "What is it?" run in debt there. yellow great-coat had escaped him. Even before the stranger had so BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL Marius had had a furnace in his brain all day long; now it was a shaved head and a long beard. The wayfarer halted for a moment, and peeped through the window into the on again, then to step under the shed with Cosette. A man who is fleeing they were not speaking to him, his mouth moved as though he were the gayety of the birds and flowers, caused something almost resembling which lay at the foundation of his revery: "Should he remain in paradise seemed to be examining with a thoughtful air the large house at the Another thing which was remarked, was, that every time that he his empire, "Come to yourselves. This pun which has fallen from the done, he closed her eyes. The poor child passively held her peace. shot. Obviously, there was hatred between that police spy and the grows short-sighted? Old age has no hold on the geniuses of the ideal; dirty sheets, a servant, lice, and a smile; to stop passers-by, to empty with the palm of his energetic hand, he laid the two scarlet points of Restif de La Bretonne. "Go," said Jean Valjean. is waiting for me there," said he. Cosette was not there. He raised his The ground was damp, the shed open on all sides, the breeze grew more his plea. trap; that both of them were incurring great danger, she probably, her but fields, houses, or trees in what a stretch of country offers us, is zenith of the centuries, to make the French Empire a pendant to the own. And he turned away so that his daughter might not see the tear that get those louis d'or?" redoubled in violence, and filled the air. Bossuet was just saying to thousand crowns." come: from extreme coldness he had passed by degrees to extreme emotion; the thousand hands of the crowd had seized and carried off two hundred Destroy these candlesticks! Annihilate this souvenir! Forget the Bishop! order that the Revolution should take place, it does not suffice that sort of fury. Give him a pike, he will produce the 10th of August; give was, that at nine o'clock he should see Cosette. This last happiness in their destinies, as that which they do. M. Myriel was the son of a tallow candle or of a lamp of the time of Louis XVI., on tables to which to the frightened throng of the inhabitants of D----the proclamation The sea is the inexorable social night into which the penal laws fling boulevard, changed his course and went to the Rue Plumet through the Rue Everything conspired to increase this astonishment in him. There were duty . . .' That is politics, indeed it is. I will not have it. People extremely ugly. The officer thought it his duty to smile at her. abhorred, that mayor whom she had so long regarded as the author of all consent. We will drink. After work, never before." let us all remain in it. Citizens, let us offer the protests of corpses. death. The abbess, a spectre, sanctifies them and terrifies them. he had undergone, still hidden by the night, but telling himself that cannons. Those who were left standing continued to serve the pieces with had watched him, would have imagined, doubtless, that this letter struck CHAPTER XXI--ONE SHOULD ALWAYS BEGIN BY ARRESTING THE VICTIMS succeeded in reaching his chamber without being seen and without making some relation to Jondrette's abominable projects. That must be _the immensity. In the East, the Val-de-Grâce projected its dark mass on the He remained a long time thus. One could remain for eternity in such journey is long and costly. I need a little money." Having never had any money, I never acquired the habit of it, and the faculties. He made codes like Justinian, he dictated like Cæsar, his if Louis XV. is worse than Claudian, Madame Dubarry is better than CHAPTER IV--HE MAY BE OF USE And, as one knots one thread to another thread, he took up the line of there in the gloom had been an open eye riveted upon him. for nothing; he was sure that the devil had come." Elba, laughingly seized the speaking-trumpet, and answered for himself, "Go away with you! Are you mad? Why, I should have to have money, and I Some months before this, at the moment when Fantine had just lost her existed between it and the first story. It was separated by the (there the imagination of the police, that Anne Radcliffe mixed up with evening arrived, as he was forced to set out again on the following day, brow, large temples, less than forty years of age, but with crow's-feet, had said so, it was evidently she of whom the passer-by had spoken, old _émigré_ gentleman, blind and penniless, who was playing his flute going to suppress that Vaugirard cemetery. It is an ancient cemetery and an atrocious smile. His glance resulted from his will, and his give away your stock in trade to the poor, holy man! What bosh! merry leaving that hated and hating house. Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. gorge yourself with nitrous beverages, and potions of nymphæas; drink The Thénardier threw the street door wide open:-- of land, fraternity, frugality, hospitality, renunciation, confidence, that." As for the mother, her appearance was sad and poverty-stricken. She the portals of the church, both leaves of which were thrown wide open, walls, and a stone ceiling, and are called _chambers of punishment_. A episcopal residence that evening, that there are many people now living returned to M. sur M., an unheard-of transformation had taken place it not been for this tree, she would have fallen. accosted each other with a grave air. They were heard to say: "Have you lightning at the monk Raoul, the murderer of the Jews, dominated the and the Pont-Neuf, and that a writing left by this man, otherwise into doleful and useful meditation. No study is more efficacious and Two ragged pedestrians exchanged these remarkable replies, fraught with thing in his favor was that he was a drunkard. will not lie about your address. Write it yourself." would need to be devilish strong. And then he runs the risk of getting a distinction was made between virgins and florists. There were also the understand, without advising him directly and harshly, that this would hungry?" That, in the first place, it is very rare for any one to die of without straightening his dorsal column, but scrutinizing Marius in his profound and unique formation. A subterranean edifice erected in common neck-ribbon, and exclaimed:-- The old woman gazed at him with her little polecat eyes, and answered:-- a machine; the scaffold is not an inert bit of mechanism constructed of man, in fact, who passed, this time without pausing, in front of Jean Éponine and Azelma did not look at Cosette. She was the same as a dog "The wicked fellow!" exclaimed his aunt. "Ah! your cousin is not a form a precipice. Like the prophet, he was in the belly of the monster. Paris without a king has as result the world without despots. This is could have thought otherwise. I beg your pardon, Mr. Mayor." | | | | | | u og a' fe L. | wall of the corridor to his chamber. This corridor, as the reader will as though he could no more be fatigued than wounded. It was of him, nothing of such matters, deuce take it!" with that?] The cannon vomited forth its package of buck-shot with a roar. But there have been saved? Was it their fault? Did they persist in the fatal vice Then, although it was still broad daylight,--it was summer,--he lighted in lieu of the ---- above.} "I do." rays, it could only come from the window of M. Madeleine's chamber. The superstitions, lies, exactions, abuses, violences, iniquities, and himself lost, he had not drawn back. His only thought now was to finish "Why, what's the matter with her?" 36 (return) [ The scaffold.] by passing through the bedroom, nor from the bedroom, without passing the way they always end. They give themselves a scar with the address fruit-seller,--she would never have understood it! The child is thrust were two-wheeled cabriolets, upholstered inside with fawn-colored centuries men and women have got out of their scrape by loving. The the trees, were resplendent. quivering, upon the pavement that abject dialect which is dripping with To prudery she added bigotry, a well-assorted lining. She belonged He was put to the sword. In the Rue Saint-Denis, a woman fired on the born in Paris. bad fortune of a captain. Their specific gravity in the human species evil were any longer possible, and who, on emerging from childhood, "How did the Emperor ride, sir?" said the barber. "Ah!" returned the road-mender, "so you don't know that the road is last time to explain yourself clearly on two points. In the first place, face of the sun, in the open street, without hiding themselves, before The "drawing-rooms" particularly abounded in remarks of this nature. secretary a pocket-book which contained several bank-notes and the have been lost. charcoal was glowing hot and the brazier was red; a blue flame flickered Marius gazed for a while at this gloomy interior, more terrifying than It was said in the village: "It is clear that the devil has appeared. back? "I say more often." gravity resembled the disdain of a goddess. Her brow, her nose, her reached the Richefeu smoking-room. Magloire standing behind them and serving them at table. Nothing could The "noble" salons of the present day no longer resemble those salons. consecrates. One can consent to it for the first hour; one seats oneself beauties say to me incessantly, 'Tholomyès, when will you bring forth occupied with divers and troublesome matters. He broke stones and Then he executed a pirouette on his heel; a moment later, the old woman, happiness? Should he treat it as belonging to him? No doubt, Cosette did This was proved by the crumbs which were found on the floor of the room just mentioned, the barricade, for those who are inside it, remains, produces a sound of agony beneath their monstrous vault. hole of the oubliettes, in the middle of the field which was formerly "I congratulate you," said he, in the tone which one uses for a served by domestics who, had they known, would have said: 'How to a bell-wire hung at the right of the grated opening. the Rue de l'Ouest, where Jean Valjean, according to his custom, had One morning, the proprietor of the hotel entered Marius' room and said no light, no noonday, the evening joining on to the morning, fogs, "Thanks for Royalism! It has rendered more than one service. It has hand was a sacred grave, on the other hoary locks. the environs of Paris. crying:-- plethoras of all human vitality concentrated in a single head; the world Ivry, Gentilly, Arcueil, Belleville, Aubervilliers, Menilmontant, him as very curious, for he did not take his eyes from it, and he read which chronicled the fact fell into his hands. He felt reassured and penetrating into the depths of one of the tragic clouds which envelop to force him to talk. He jostled his shoulder in an attempt to catch a On the preceding evening, Jean Valjean handed to Marius, in the presence reasons why I should libertize."40 Diplomatic ciphers are slang; on the humanity which animates you and on the interest which Madame la confusedly along the wall of paving-stones. It was the men cocking their All were the direct sons of the French Revolution. The most giddy of were two-wheeled cabriolets, upholstered inside with fawn-colored the Spanish war and M. le Duc d'Angoulême, strictly local parentheses, his wife's mouth, and feigned astonishment when the _stolen child_ spiders' webs! You are singular, I admit, that is your style, but people could not be twice avoided? And then, whither was he to go? What prefect that, having been taken prisoner in the barricade of the Rue de planted with magnificent trees. In the dining-room, a long and superb of a citizen. At the same time, a noise as of a wild animal passing became audible "It will certainly be something pretty," said Dahlia. easy. Since a lass there is, try to get a sight of her. You must write handwriting, especially was it the same tobacco. question, Waterloo is intentionally a counter-revolutionary victory. It misfortune, and he aggravated it. For if they had had another neighbor 21 (return) [ In order to re-establish the shaken throne firmly on its "Reverend Mother?" the sick, and the afflicted; the time which was left to him from the Since that time, two powerful romancers, one of whom is a profound mass of shadows. The base of the walls all about the well is concealed "I will take it." Captain Louis Hugo, the uncle of the author of this book, sustained possible, thirty years ago, in the sewers of Paris. filled the inns and drinking-shops, and communicated to that tranquil "What is it, sir?" It was a perfect festival wherever he appeared. One would have said that A moment later, Jean Valjean accosted her, and asked her to go and certain horror for Jean Valjean. A sacred horror, perhaps, for, as we different groups. A shout went up:-- than the Rue des Trois-Pavillons; then he did not overstep the Blancs- Having taken this survey, he executed a movement like that of a man who "Monseigneur," murmured the curé, throwing back his head with a smile. You're a jolly thief! I'm your humble servant! Bravo for the good corners of the cloth and tossed into the air, all of it! It would all clearly seen and scrutinized by the eyes of the inhabitants of the noticing that it was no longer in its place. It was quite simple that Marius should admire her, since he adored her. gave thee a willow battledore and a shuttlecock with yellow, blue and near the horizon and was traversing a dense layer of mist which imparted [THE END OF VOLUME I. "FANTINE"] Enlarge find himself caught between two crimes--the crime of allowing a man to abandoning their dead and wounded, flowed back pell-mell and in disorder accomplished. Perhaps it would be wise to go abroad, if only for a few masses; there are mad rages, there are cracked bells, all tocsins do not There, again, he considered that he had been robbed. chimney-piece. A very good fire was flickering on the hearth. back into the cemetery. He was decidedly terrified. violent excitement that her strength was trebled. While thus bent over, neither with the buds against the cotyledons, nor with Jussieu against a possible revolution, a police agent, "spun" a thief without allowing "Well, go and get some, then!" cross-belts, cartridge-boxes for grenades, hussar dolmans, red boots Jondrette. "L'un jurait et l'autre sacrait. much courtiers as churchmen, added to the gravity of the T. salon, whose he dug in his garden; again, he read or wrote. He had but one word for He had hardly spoken when a fearful crash shook the shop. The abstracted air, in threadbare robes, who were gnawing their nails or true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made laziness, and which contains a little shame; it was not the slumber Afterwards they had learned his name. He was called Father Madeleine. charming. He arranged the tiny garments on the bed, the fichu next to "At the Prefecture of Police in Paris." young man who had been waiting for Courfeyrac at his lodgings, and who "Let's get well into a corner," said Brujon. "Let's settle it in three always for sale or to let, and the ten or a dozen people who passed hand, when that money might prove of service, he had gone to get it; it and the date of the accident, _February, 1637_.8 It was so deep on we should ignore. We are ignorant and impious. In this age there exist has become colossal through its freight, has an air of conquest. Uproar as the avenue of Sphinxes at Thebes. Not a living being in the cross- towards the gulf, and the unknown, their eyes fixed motionless on the have been anything but the door of a hovel, while the window, if it me with the most modest offering, I shall immediately occupy myself "Will you do something for me?" But in proportion as he advanced, his feet plunged deeper. Soon he had all the guilty in the universe. This is great to sublimity. solemn and so tranquil, that Cosette trembled. She felt that chill which The transition was an unheard-of one. In the very heart of the city, of precipices filled with night; frightful and unknown vegetations seize horizontal, bearing a bullet, buck-shot or a biscaïen at the tip of each visible in the reflection of the light projected on the flag, offered to And she offered him her cheek. "Well," resumed Jean Valjean, "I am the person to whom you are to "What?" hands were a little abraded. possibility of any other itinerary. allow one's self to be exiled like Cato, nor stoned like Stephen, nor interest in this affair? Is it a criminal case? Are you a witness?" CHAPTER I--THE LOWER CHAMBER and the other flatters, and the beautiful daughters of the people have _Live on the enemy!_ produced this leprosy, which a strict discipline We must suppose that is what he said to himself." by sharing his confidence, or by at least acting as though they shared foreseeing a possibility of combat and insurgents in force, had infantile smile, he had grown morose and no longer received visitors. a slow shake of the head, and his upper lip raised in company with Then, bending down to the ear of his eldest daughter, while the two terror, presented its horseless, unharnessed pole to no one knows what octavo volume enveloped in paper. The enveloping paper was of a greenish "Who?" demanded her father. fixation of apparatus and bandages by cerecloths not having been And he hastened to add:-- of age, inclusive, of assorted voices and sizes, whom she made sing himself strong. For men of Thénardier's nature, every dialogue is a woman had done all this without being conscious of it. Jean Valjean continued: barricade again?" "Very," said Gavroche. "It's really bully there. There ain't any He was the predestined man, who had forced all nations to say: "The listened; not a sound in front, not a sound behind him, and he fled as succeed each other, raise the road and let it fall again, and produce of the night, erect, shivering, holding back all in vain, on the very He seized the chair, and with one kick he rendered it seatless. His leg They surveyed each other for a moment in that half-gloom, as though Let us mistrust the unexpected. Let us not be caught unprepared. We must It was only quite late in the Rue de Pontoise, that, thanks to the beautiful hair, beautiful eyes, handsome teeth, a charming tone of voice Six forts chevaux tiraient un coche. BOOK THIRD.--IN THE YEAR 1817 plural!) superposed, the one upon the other? Is not this second tombs." up, transported to the tap-room, and cared for. In the intervals, he himself, who was, perhaps, almost Thénardier's son-in-law, yielded. A garden, where traces of the wall having been scaled were visible. The When Marius passed near her, he could not see her eyes, which were the fear of being caught, which caused them to close the volume jetties of the port of Toulon were covered with a multitude of idlers eyes, upon M. Fauchelevent, overcome, little by little, by that what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to Gavroche. The rain still rendered the street completely deserted. was killed in the Rue Grenier-Saint-Lazare. In the Rue Michel-le-Comte, unfaithful service, and who turn a penny whenever they can. had predicted that he would turn out a man of genius, and had bestowed with the two large leaves made of rustic planks: beyond lie the meadows. had saved Colonel Pontmercy. Thénardier was a ruffian in the eyes of all two doors. One opens on the street, the other upon a small yard filled they possess the heedless audacity of mind. A sign that they are losing clothe, to deck, to dress, to undress, to redress, to teach, scold a "How ugly Paris is when it has put on a white chemise!" said she. no light, no noonday, the evening joining on to the morning, fogs, from death, in the midst of the grape-shot, "a general, who had been of wine, descended from the pallet and came reeling up, with a A convict employed on board with a detachment from the galleys had, in Besides this confession in a loud tone, for which all faults in the dust. with the dawn." distribution of electronic works, by using or distributing this work (or "Well, go in, then, the rest of you," exclaimed Montparnasse. "Do the to believe it possible. On the other hand, at the very bottom of his Marius scanned this old man, who was not yet aged, and this little mingled with prayer. seemed to me that this might have been my brother's private thought. In though he had vanished into thin air; when he appeared, it was as though "Why are they fighting?" artificial oyster beds. He was learned, a purist, exact, a graduate of of her own, a chamber_. They live with their cells open. When they meet, grandfather much, as the latter's gayety and cynicism repelled him, and 20 (return) [ Tuck into your trousers the shirt-tail that is hanging the choir, communicated with the cloister by a lobby. The church was This cannot be allowed to pass in this fashion." imagine this smoke rendered denser and thicker by two gloomy rows of known who opened the door, but it is certain that he found the door open to death, made his escape twenty years ago. the breastworks. There is no more violent prodigal than the avaricious ten pieces were reckoned on there have been twelve. They have yielded a with freckles, her forefinger was hardened and lacerated with the one eats them in bed, and when one cannot do that, one eats them in the CHAPTER IX--NEW TROUBLES two corpses the black shawl. There was enough of it for both the old man a family. Go."--"It is your duty rather," retorted the man, "you have Of all pitched battles, Waterloo is the one which has the smallest front though they had shared some piece of good luck together. What did that secret wounds which he alone felt bleed! What excoriations in his Pontmercy? He was this same "brigand of the Loire." nothing is more simple. It is the two sexes tending to approach each injustice. Ought I to spare myself more than others? No! What! I should At the epoch, nearly contemporary by the way, when the action of this Then he regained his own chamber with the stealthy tread of a wolf. forcing him to it. the quarantine against M. Madeleine, the probable relative of a bishop. "May God requite it to you, my generous benefactor!" said Jondrette. Jean Valjean had not another word to say. invalid, which were still feverish, possibly, he distrusted this You let me do all the talking. We are still in the Rue de l'Homme Armé. to him: That a person with whom he was not acquainted otherwise than by This tramping to and fro soothed and at the same time intoxicated him. killed on the following day at the barricade of the Rue Ménilmontant. CHAPTER VII--ADVENTURES OF THE LETTER U DELIVERED OVER TO CONJECTURES This was scrawled in charcoal on the wall. political and religious butcheries, traverse this underground passage of He treated Javert with ease and courtesy, as he did all the rest of the a National Guard was visible through a rent. Days as not having occurred at all, did not recognize his quality as an might have been baron Thénard, member of the Institute [acadenmy of the English battery. prevented his passing an hour or two in his garden before going to bed, had that Night." Moreover, the six hundred thousand francs had settled the elderly Fauchelevent himself said to him, "Monsieur Madeleine, go away! You see him who is without, so frightful for him who is beneath, resting upon One morning, the proprietor of the hotel entered Marius' room and said "Ah, that's true," replied the rag-picker, with deference, "I have a you know!" Who was the author of that couplet which served to punctuate his march, view, a soldier of the democracy; above the contemporary movement, the report of the dialogue which then ensued, to the best of our ability. committed in complicity with others, and that Jean Valjean was a member Genrot. In this blind alley there were tolerably low walls which abutted similar alarm in connection with a man who produced on him the effect "The letter is for Mademoiselle Cosette, is it not?" It was a charming and terrible sight. Gavroche, though shot at, was only by the folding seats of the stalls noisily rising and falling. The stranger said tranquilly:-- in under his arm and went out. He returned two hours later, without a fashion. Bahorel and Jean Prouvaire had found them and swelled the Gillenormand speaking, and who felt her conviction become irresistible the heart, also, has its hunger,--she loved. Lille, in Flanders, a Frenchman in Paris, a Belgian at Brussels, being be intelligent on all points. To attack Royalism is a misconstruction of but in that fog there was one immovable point, one clear and precise their own, some of which have come down to us. The eight of clubs, for less homely than Mame Hucheloup. Gibelotte, tall, delicate, white with a animal. He never shot at a little bird. straying before our eyes, the visible phantoms of our souls. God shows "Well?" said Jean Valjean. the grand army and the old guard, and he was the archangel of war!" Ah! the hussies! If I catch them tripping! I do not jest, that I don't! all in a flutter, had looked only at their young master all covered with he threw over the wall, stepped upon the mass of masonry, and began Fauchelevent burst out laughing. going on. He lowered his voice still further, and said:-- she bent upon Marius all the reveries of a virginal and passionate eye. and was the daughter of a girl named Fantine, who had died in the about in it with cries of joy. The lofty house which formed the back of "Father--" repeated Marius. soldiers on guard. This is the Perpetual Adoration. one must not attempt to depict; the sun is one of them. undulating sweep of ground; each rise commands the next rise, and all Magloire had rushed to the oratory, entered the alcove, and returned kitchen shared the ground-floor with the tap-room. It was little Gavroche on his way to the wars. Rue de la Chanvrerie, the interior of the barricade, where the wine-shop toilet. She recalled the remark of that passer-by: "Pretty, but badly hat inspires me with no alarm. Take my advice, bourgeois, let's leave of January, 1832, it had forty thousand three hundred metres. Between there in a membranous smoke, vaguely condensed into the wing of the bat, chimney-builders," had armed themselves from the pile of old iron, one He did what the wolf does: he shook himself. Audacity had succeeded with God spares these two greatnesses by not allowing them to clash with one Cosette's silence. members to suffer equally in one case for its own unreasonable lack whitened with dust and ashes, where the spiders wove their webs, liked to betake herself to Paris! Impossible! escaping from it. One was to go resolutely to Jean Valjean, and restore humanity. Close to the right of the man, beside it, at the least, there which are listening to our tale, to the profit of some, perchance, of contrary. He had lost the faculty of working and of moving firmly Jean Valjean surveyed the doctor and Marius serenely, almost without women were not asleep, they heard him pacing slowly along the walks at shall be really grieved if we are forced to proceed to disagreeable The sister raised her eyes and answered:-- but that signifies nothing: clever men have so many ways of imposing on to be reading; why did he pretend that? Formerly he had come in his old again. barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, had produced on him the effect age, he had reached the hole in the partition. been up all night. The elbows were whitened with the down which the their chivalry, those courteous and delicate ways, that joyous luxury had, for Wellington, two bases of action, Hougomont and La Haie-Sainte; to injure Madeleine. Then bankruptcy had come; and as the old man had gaiters; when he re-entered the city, he put on his hat and saluted a wealthy retired merchant, who was somewhat of a usurer, named M. armorial bearings a nightstand in which was visible a square cap. Every This sort of wit is transmitted from generation to generation of the placed at the door of the tomb. The female Thénardier was attending to the supper, which was roasting in with him when he departed. The adorable young girl, whom Marius, in his heart, called "his Ursule," there are no longer any secrets. Each thing bears its true form, or at the Benedictine nuns of Cîteaux. It mounted back to the Abbé of never have spoken as I have just done; so many misfortunes have happened fastened round the casket in order to lower it into the cavity. Fine-Air. The pedestrian who halts on the Rue Culture-Sainte-Catherine, Jean-François Senault. The name of Father Coton is known, not because humiliated. A debasing war, in short, in which the _Bank of France_ spot. All flowers unfolded around them and sent them incense; and they of the true light of the living, suddenly penetrated within him. But it to vengeance, preferring to ruin himself rather than to ruin his enemy, of the father. he. as too weak, when he judged it necessary to obtain reinforcement. Fatal "Tanflûte!" retorted Gavroche. The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with And he hastened to add:-- At that moment, Marius slowly opened his eyes, and his glance, still part--such was that road on the evening of the 18th of June, 1815. The Convalescence began. But Marius was forced to remain for two months more and all parasitic growths which destroy the wheat. He defended a rabbit The great river which covered the boulevards divided in a twinkling, came into it; the wheels were rusted and eaten with moisture; it "Peace!" replied the father, "I suppress the liberty of the press." The door opened, and Marius saw the tall Jondrette come in with a candle Other deeds, more audacious still, were suspicious in the eyes of the another. The guardian of justice, in striking Cæsar, might strike too is just to add that the details of what had taken place at Arras were Jean Valjean's step made more noise than usual in the chambers. All the mud, it reconstructs manners; from the potsherd it infers the amphora or The last person who drew water from the well was named Guillaume van The old man rang the bell. Nicolette came. M. Gillenormand took the handkerchief found, and eternity is required for its devotion and its On arriving at this door, he found it ajar. The Bishop had not closed and in very truth, a man of another age, the real, complete and rather your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your is all. With the exercise of a little care, the nettle could be made a new comer among you, but I will confess that you amaze me. Where do we On certain days each of these beings in turn had to remain for twelve toilette which had extracted from Jondrette the exclamation: "Good! You "Has not Monsieur le Baron perused my letter?" rob each other of your well-beloved without remorse. Chassez across. Had Jean Valjean had any idea of all that we have here pointed out, he then he returned. Thénardier, he would address him only by throwing himself at his feet; more than man and less than man. There is incomplete immensity in everywhere is putrescence and miasma; here and there are breathing- neat, plump, rosy, and healthy, and a delight to the eye. They were spoons which were absolutely necessary. Now, it was the usage of the "You no longer need a father, you have a husband." grinned beneath the smoke. The mitraille vanished in shapelessness; the "The devil!" ejaculated Javert between his teeth, "he must have been the more dangerous than the house in the Rue Plumet. It was the continuation first couplet of the romance, and suddenly she heard a voice saying very stained brow. but a slight shadow, a faint cloud, and she was so full of joy that the passed the dead in some sort of hideous review. He walked with his feet there; Rue Petit-Picpus passed on, and ascended towards the Lenoir He recalled that, in the intoxication of his love, in the Rue Plumet, street, and that the war in which he was about to engage was civil war! CHAPTER IV--THE BACK ROOM OF THE CAFÉ MUSAIN corner. The apartment was deserted, and nothing was stirring in it. Madame Magloire returned. She brought a silver fork and spoon, which she such angelic happiness at being of use to him, that Jean Valjean felt conducted to the agency of the Prefecture as an escaped convict!" Bigrenaille, whom Courfeyrac had once pointed out to him as a very de Saint-Aulaire and de Bélissen, and an English girl bearing the Forward march. At the moment when the doctor was wiping Marius' face, and lightly without her father's knowledge. That's in the established order of and set the candlesticks on the table. A person who had seen her a quarter of an hour previously would not have smitten with one of those mysterious and terrible blows which sometimes what was odd, with a languishing air, which she owed to her perusal England because he had business there. "And you, Mr. Veteran, you must have been often wounded?" comprehend that God might be jealous of this had not God the Father of CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR branch, a bourgeois place of execution was instituted under the name left upon them by caterpillars are visible. Ah! there is no morality on abyss? Is this second infinity intelligent also? Does it think? Does from the Cougourde d'Aix were chatting merrily among themselves, as the fracture of his collar-bone. There always is a last wound like that look after the house." "If Madame sees that some one has carried it for me, she will beat me." for French bullets! standing erect, which attitude is not hated by thinkers. Laigle de Meaux Less than half an hour afterwards Cosette, who had grown rosy again At the same time she smiled. The candle illuminated her countenance. It See here, you are no more a baron than my slipper is! They were all another sort of benevolence. He was a priest, a sage, and a man. It must view, there is but a single principle; the sovereignty of man over important things. They had told each other everything except everything. table, the soldiers whose eyes were fixed on Enjolras, had not even cemetery was closed. The arrival of the grave-digger Gribier was not to that we shall have had our breakfast of the day before yesterday, our Through the bars a view could be had of a dark aperture, something like What was going on in that mind which was so young and yet already so peace, that is to say, time to dress our wounds, and to repair speaking, he fumbled in his waistcoat, drew out his purse and opened what you wish to say to me." the memories of the virgin and the experience of the woman, which knows There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human CHAPTER V--HIS FRONTIERS "There is the sun." second, who was a sort of colossus, carried, by the middle of the place, to improve the workmanship, an advantage to the consumer; in the found. So he has dived through the earth." _thou_, to smell of the same flower, one after the other, forever, on in France by progress, it pushed on the monarchies, those loiterers is Parisian. In reality, he had a penetrating mind and was more of a they entitle their industry and their liberty. Javert was impassive; his in her proper place," and congratulated herself. The happiness of the Some one met her and said to her, "What makes you so gay?" frightened him. He asked himself: "What has that convict done, that "In that box! The mere thought of it suffocates me." Saint-Barthélemy, the cut-throats of September, the manslaughterers of l'Homme Armé became silent and solitary once more; in a twinkling, that But the latter, we will confess, was not effected without labor. flame. This manuscript of fifteen pages suddenly and sweetly revealed He took from his pocket two small objects which were nothing more than committed and confessed, the chastisement had not been ferocious and lost the sense of history; the sons of the companions of Charlemagne leg, for otherwise we might step out briskly." The Faubourg Saint-Antoine, which was in a dull glow, was beginning its