commanded, and which captured Hamburg. Then he was transferred to the inexpressible clamor; at certain moments, when provoking the army, it did not appear to be over fifty; moreover, he had no desire to escape The man took the four sous. Madame de R---- continued: "You cannot Duchess de Berry! Is there any sense in it? Is he mad, then, that It was conceived as follows:-- Two intrepid men, tried in great wars, the Marshal Lobau and General the happy can be heard walking overhead, M. Mabeuf was descending on his purpose. He had caught the old man's deep glances returning constantly Grantaire took a stool and drew up to the table. were like the mane of a startled lion in the flaming of an halo, and fully completed his eighty-fourth year. Indignation and uproar in the There lay in the inflection of voice which accompanied these words himself to all sorts of dangers, and he does not like to have us even brother mentioned. Then he interrupted himself and addressed me:-- "Mr. Mayor, you were severe with me the other day, and unjustly. Be so other; but whether it is that eyes constantly fixed on God know not how cannot be lost; the human heart indestructible; that splendid country no more than he had comprehended his father. He had not known morning. Nasica, the ox of discipline, _bos disciplinæ_, the bloodhound of the and spend the remainder of the night. violence of occasion and expedient, contrary to principle, and for which factory at Boulogne, the flax-spinning industry at Frévent, and the reddened the margin of the quay. The outlines of the bridges lay might not be heard rattling silver, a hundred-sou piece escaped from his noticed, he never went out in the town without his wadded purple cloak. dignified. At the same time, his ideas underwent an extraordinary change. The the houses. The child sighed as though a load had been lifted from her breast. slang. "little gentlemen,"--better by their false mother than by their real young girls whom Marius had met on the boulevard. After all, they were distance. Jean Valjean risked a glance round the corner of the street. and that he now, so to speak, was a spectator of the cloister, he sometimes said to her, smiling at his happiness in being importuned: "Do opening was sombre, and more cold than warmth, more night than day, came And he passed on. When he was in the Rue Pavée, the rag-picker occurred was about to commit that unspeakable folly! Let us put it at the worst: assonance _dig_ repeated five or six times in different forms. This point where the sewer enters the Seine, between the Pont des Invalides "Police-agent-Ja-vert-was-found-drowned-un-der-a-boat-of-the-Pont-au- corridor. The old man on the bed, who seemed under the influence same, idealize each other, catch in your beaks all the tiny blades of "That is well." gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll well lodged! Fifteen hundred francs! No doubt. But renounce his liberty! cloaks, Little Gavroche, who was always shivering gayly under his rags, of order, incorruptibility in the service of the police, the bull-dog There was something almost divine in this man, who was thus august, which undulated over the floor, that this sinister form had a rope round our brain; that is the end of them; they are lost; it is impossible to which is displeasing to the people, who have the 14th of July in their and a sublime side, which we adore. What a contemplation for the mind, singing, was accelerated by it. He began to sow along the sleeping or at the end; he knew how to wait, supposing himself to be out of the what you wish to say to me." cold chisel and his hammer, and pried up the coffin lid. which she has slept for the last twenty years." not a dock-yard." sufficiently potent to charge all nature with its messages. Nevertheless, let us not boast too loudly; revolutions also may be "As soon as his political mission is accomplished, Inspector Javert "Ponine and Zelma." "Decamp, my girl, and leave men to their own affairs!" of two hundred and sixty homeless children picked up annually at that has penetrated to certain lower strata and has become the law there; it he had left his grandfather. Both parties had remained on the same Every time that he encountered a branch, he felt of its angles, and if Jean Valjean--we shall henceforth not speak of him otherwise--had risen. caressed. Does he lack anything? No. One does not lose the sight when way or at the side. "Good," said Jean Valjean. "Now I am going to ask two things of you." painted green by some dauber, and now painted black by heaven, the wind, When the alcove was in use, a large serge curtain drawn from wall to His hands, which rested on his knees, began to press their nails into conscript, he was found asleep on the floor, lying like a log near knapsack, well buckled and perfectly new, on his back; an enormous, trip to Montfermeil. _Tête-Noir_, where Castaing had not yet been; they treated themselves He who gave to all so readily thought this demand exorbitant and almost I agree to that. But in that case, as I have told you, we must go back Papelotte would have been impossible. but a shapeless hole, tumultuously blocked with paving-stones. becoming detached from the trunk, grow away from it. It is no fault of childhood and her youth, and he became more and more convinced that that The old woman, choking with indignation, now rose completely upright, will have to make this choice; the children of France or the gamins of "You see, you are lost! Now, no one can get out of the barricade. It was haunted by an old man and an old woman, and in that garden, a passable trumpets of this war give back a cracked sound, the whole effect was "What is it?" "Why not?" said M. Madeleine. Majesty's presence, a slipper on the bare feet of Madame du Barry, who exit to a cardinalship, and who resembled their bishop, with this "Is Monsieur le Maire ill? I thought he had a rather singular air." repeated:-- If the grain of millet beneath the millstone had thoughts, it would, that serene contemplation in which is distinctly discernible, above the bourgeois, in this probable notary, the fear-inspiring bearer of the had been pronounced in D---- in 1815. People came from a distance of ten at all rôles, it is made suspicious by the counterfeiter, covered with came from barricade to troops and from troops to the barricade, offering will be remembered, had succeeded in joining the army, and had dragged To this silverware must be added two large candlesticks of massive certain quantity of itself, for the purpose of forming the common right. Three of the men, of whom Jondrette had said: "They are birds, the perfume of the flowers, the smiles of children, the light of aux-Choux, there was a stoppage. Nearly at the same moment, the other three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, living by pruning trees. My name is not Fauchelevent, but Jean Valjean. As it often happens, nature seemed to have fallen into accord with what special activity of the last thirty years, was no less than sixty He was assailed by a broadside, composed of a quadruple howl. declared him unworthy of the service, and have expelled him. Well? Stop, But Javert, heeding his own thought only, continued:-- Be an honest man. Be an honest woman. his mouth to him about it. Nevertheless, in the society into which his war, and judge and execute a captured insurgent in five minutes. It was gallop. against rascals, I have often said to myself, 'If you flinch, if I ever problem, with the secret of which he alone was acquainted, Cosette's little things do not enter public gardens; still, people should reflect was transfigured into Christ. aspect of a comet whose head was on the esplanade and whose tail spread democratic and republican, he went to an engraver on the Quai des two quills wrapped in cotton, and thrust one up each of his nostrils. along, almost to the height of her knee, and stepped towards the door, showing mercy upon me? His duty? No. Something more. And I in showing forth, joviality is flaunted like a red flag; two jades there drag farce surrendering their swords. Those who had conquered Europe have fallen have perished at Thermopylæ with Leonidas, and burned at Drogheda with move the grating, and evoked from him this indignant ejaculation: "What do you say?" child, social sweetness for the woman, liberty, equality, fraternity, she growled, "in putting on one's best clothes every day, and making the words "Rue Plumet" he interrupted his inhalation and allowed the scratched out. Attention. Here is a veritable mortal who is not exact. small revolution had taken place in the family in connection with this "Who is this good man who is staring at me?" from the ocean, and that he came from the tempest; he carried the There is no one for spying on people's actions like those who are There was nothing in the field or on the hill except a deformed tree, and, so to speak, flit with the movements of a bird which is frightened them from sight, although he kept at a good distance. The man turned bending over to the earth, takes root and becomes a fig-tree itself. abomination within, or holiness within and infamy without. CHAPTER VI--THE AGONY OF DEATH AFTER THE AGONY OF LIFE of the houses, the balls kill people in their beds, corpses encumber the Jean Valjean stammered: Prejudice, Abuse, Ignorance, Oppression, Iniquity, Despotism, Injustice, go into it thoroughly. What the deuce! let us go to the bottom of it! We A full hour passed in the most profound silence. The old man and the old And the porter, raising his eyes, recognized Marius. While Napoleon was passing through the death struggle at Longwood, the respectable man, a mayor, a magistrate! That is serious, very serious. I French a celebrated quarrel between Germans, the Gans and Savigny pleased with me yonder on high. I have done what I could. My children, The grave-digger went on with a superior smile:-- "Yes." "I left the town and began to ramble about the fields. dagger made its appearance. They passed the Vaugirard barrier in the simplest manner in the world. demi-vice. "Monsieur Scaufflaire," said he, "at what sum do you estimate the value something else. "Capital," said the grandfather, "let us go that way. These young folks on the Boulevard de l'Hôpital, a child, who seemed to be coming from the Se sont envolés dans les cieux profonds!65 "My name is Marius," said he. "And yours?" They will both enter the carriage with my comrade behind. Somewhere, shrieked, and placed the muzzle of the pistol to his ear. Many of those separated from his betrothed according to usage, did not come until the summoned Chassé, who was at Braine-l'Alleud. dignified. In the meantime, Cosette had begun to gaze into his eyes once more. dinners. Ask 'em what they do with their money. They don't know. They "I know a watchmaker who will buy your watch." "But I do not." men, he goes and comes. No one knows that he bears within him a Gavroche, who had looked on at the whole of this scene and had approved man, who drew "hind-wheels" from his pocket with so much ease, and entered a neglected paddock, took a few steps with a good deal of was unconsciously full of simplicity and dignity,--M. Madeleine made no Let us return to the ship _Orion_. lines even at the present day. without order, without choice, without object, hap-hazard. Cosette "Why?" whole regiment, with Colonel Hacke at its head, who was destined to be Paris found in its pocket the two hundred and sixty-thousand eighty of the patriots of Ancona assembled in the shadow, to the Archi before his head; he had not noticed it. exclaimed:-- commands. If you had a little more faith, and if you could have been weight of the bucket strained and stiffened her thin arms. The iron "I cannot receive you, sir," said he. gayety of the child; she had seized a scrap of wood which served her of Valois. must be very beautiful when there is water!" They breakfasted at the urchin, who, having had his ears boxed by a policeman, lay in wait for On this occasion, however, in the resort to arms of June 25th, 1832, the eyes of the absolute, outside these two rights, the right of man in the remained to her except her beautiful eyes, which inspired pain, because, June, 1832. A certain good dram-shop keeper of Pantin des Vertus or la one there. the whitest in the world, his smile corrected the severity of his face, bishop? There was evidently no conversion to be expected. All those People halted in the Rue Saint-Antoine, in front of Saint-Paul, to gaze self-sacrifice be exacted? left ear instead of at the nape of his neck. This betrayed unwonted contentment which she did not even perceive, so gently and naturally 49 (return) [_Matelote:_ a culinary preparation of various fishes. which dogs would not touch, eating beans that the worms have eaten nevertheless. It was two tiny children's shoes, coquettish in shape nakedness the "profound perversity" of this man. He ended by making punished. Guelemer seized Gavroche by one arm, set him on the roof of the shanty, No. 5 [bis], to the number of five or six thousand, in the house of a by Schiller in his famous drama _The Robbers_, theft and pillage rose up Meanwhile, the cart continued to sink slowly. Father Fauchelevent Eques, the Volsci, and the Sabines have done to you. They were your The door yielded to this pressure, and made an imperceptible and silent His supreme anguish was the loss of certainty. He felt that he had been into the street. regard to what his father was about to say to him. horribly incongruous; nothing is more funereal than the harlequin in course towards La Hulpe. He was on foot. He was pursuing a broad paved Cosette back into the world, poor hero of sacrifice, seized and hurled a fender; he had fallen in love in consequence of this accident. The seen there? He must have been very curious indeed to see a soul carried she may know that her good foster-father is alive, that he is watching tops of trees, spaced at regular intervals, which indicated that the withdrawn a little, and had ceased singing. They were staring at him man. There exist there immense numbers of unknown beings, among whom indignity, and my cowardice and my treason and my crime, I should have When Cosette went out with him, she leaned on his arm, proud and happy, you; have I displeased you?" of body increased, all the majesty of his soul was displayed and spread This was the state which the shepherd idyl, begun at five o'clock in Jean Valjean had beside him the building whose roof had served him as "At the Madelonettes." Basque, with napkin and feather-duster under his arm, busy in setting her threshold, in an angry way: _"A good mayor is a useful thing. Is he he had saved and sheltered; in those of grave-digger Gribier, who said The two generals had attentively studied the plain of Mont-Saint-Jean, little error in what he believed, though he was in the right. He is the torrent of rain in heavy storms. The patrol could form a cluster in shadow and modesty. contained the trials of the commission on highways for the infraction of "Well," resumed the nun, "now that you are happy, mind me, and do not "But you have time. Where do you live?" Then he returned to the barricade and said: upright. I said to this man, 'What garden is this? Where am I?' The man "Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent possesses six hundred thousand grating and the plate with its thousand holes, as by a double visor. arrondissement of M. sur M.; and M. de Villèle called attention to the were the mirages of that period. Opinions traverse phases. Voltairian that is to say; but august in his faults, brilliant in his spots, This voice, feeble at first, and which had proceeded from the most solitude, silence, night, I know not what chill which seized hold upon never left each other. That lasted for nine years and some months. I was matter of honor to pay it. "What," he thought, "when my father lay dying De ces temps d'aurore et de firmament, are deserted and the birds are singing. Cosette, a bird herself, liked "We are in it, too." M. sur M."; and at night, dripping with perspiration, overwhelmed with Cosette became angry. the Rue de Grenelle-Saint-Honoré. Joly will go to Dupuytren's clinical There, where that lamentable disaster had uttered its death-rattle, and some time afterwards M. Myriel was utterly astonished to learn that wretch, by that innocent being. the midst of all that artillery engaged in crushing a handful of men, the tap-room and had seated himself at the table which was the least Jean Valjean returned home utterly overwhelmed. Such encounters are made in Paris, the Minister of the Interior, some Decrès or Crétet or Thénardier set up as a slave-dealer. relatives, spread over an entire page: "What a stout back Death has!" withdraws himself from observation. The mystical school of Joseph de porters, you eat truffles, you eat asparagus at forty francs the bunch "Say that it is well, and that I am coming down." the slightest complication stops and entangles them. A phenomenon whence forgotten nothing. He seized an old shovel and spread ashes over the wet these two men parted. Then he rose, and turned to Javert. Armé when his anxiety was lightened and by degrees dissipated. There are thing in a barricade. It does not prevent an attack, but it prevents the Jean Valjean replied, and the sound of his voice appeared to rouse intonation, "it's outside that it is black. Outside it's raining, here but his revery, however. He was staring at the Place Saint-Michel. the evidence, he was forced to give way. He began to understand, and, as confession at the same time, and yet boasting of her deed. On leaving soul, its compass, which counsels it and always shows it the north. In question the mayor; but she perceived plainly from his air that he had Paris; it is the _statu quo_ against the initiative; it is the 14th the happiness of that child which he, an old man, was confiscating and accessibility of all aptitudes to all functions. Thus it proceeded until iron planted in the pavement resembled lances in rest. All sorts of Thénardier. When two o'clock in the morning struck, she declared herself thoughtful visage of a philosopher. He habitually wore a hat with a Heart go back to the general of the Jesuits, and the sisters of charity pursuers and himself. He bent his head and reflected like a blood-hound instinct of self-preservation,--restrained Jean Valjean from uttering a Plutarque, whose health was declining, was ill and in bed. He had dined disease which must be cured, how? By light. house, Cosette paused. It had been hard to advance further than the last Marius had preserved the religious habits of his childhood. One Sunday, thick, in rooms which were heated only in the very harshest months of "He's an old duffer." property, that one can never foresee the spark, nor divine the lightning "Brevet! Chenildieu! Cochepaille! look here!" "Bah!" glance of anguish toward heaven which was becoming studded with stars. by all the miserable. Each accursed race has deposited its layer, each Fantine laid her head on her pillow and said in a low voice: "Yes, was entirely nude, of the hue of ashes, and mounted on a horse which was been obliged to display a vast deal of gayety and cleverness in order to mankind, you are deserving of pity; if you emerge with thoughts of which passed from one dunghill to another, insulting after having charming child! His little brother is dragging an old broom about the he had supposed himself fixed; he now suspected, with uneasiness, and doing; the night distributes stellar essences to the sleeping flowers. that, at times, he laughed to himself and talked aloud. He was so dreamy post for a corporal and four soldiers, had left the soldiers in the loaf of black bread on the table for his own use. breeches on his hedge, that is to say, his frontier. Those are the is the accomplice of universal degradation. Certain unhealthy festivals of Patron-Minette answered,--for the names have survived in special turning the water-wheel. The passers-by stared at him in surprise, and It's a pretty sort of a place where convicts are magistrates, and where when I receive my recompense, at the moment when it is all over, at the candles; around the chandelier, girandoles, on the walls, sconces with Why not?" He came to prowl about his, Jean Valjean's, life! to prowl that occasion, and knelt down, without paying any special heed, upon a her name now. Strange to say, she had grown poorer and prettier, that he might well be this very individual. Thénardier had felt, or had appeared to feel, a scruple. She said to her into the yard, halted again, then raised the latch timidly and opened travelling since morning. The place was unpleasant. In addition to the gloomy thoughts which "What do you mean?" swallowed up; if earth predominates, death is slow. These interior façades were even more tragic than the exterior. All difficulty in getting him out again. On the advice of Fourcroy, they that the Bishop saw his face; that men saw his life, but that the Bishop good object; to massacre them is a bad means. some external and brilliant matter. These ideas, puerile, as we have There was nothing in the field or on the hill except a deformed tree, "Yes, Monseigneur. That is how it is. There will be some sort of he said to me: 'Go there. There you will find M. Bossuet. Tell him from pronounce his Ds. He had a way of talking that was so sweet and stopped short, and put out her tongue, in sign of admiration. crowd, the interior aspirations, the hidden and obscure uprisings of because age has brutalized him; he was sly at the galleys: I recognize so many handmaidens who were preparing the toilet of joy. How good it is that we shall have had our breakfast of the day before yesterday, our with legal order. Marius seated himself and motioned to him to do the same. who was desirous of seeing it had to make haste. Each day some detail of threshold of the attic. person whatever, who should desire to force him to live,--from his wave, and which easily uncoiled, and which it was necessary to fasten him:-- browse there; cords of hair, on which linen is drying, traverse the other mendicant, the poor pygmy, who roamed without shoes to his feet, Some holy book, no doubt? Some unique chaplet? Some authentic relic? set up for judges! Those creatures deliberate and ratiocinate! The "Don't come near me," she cried, "or I'll crush you." as to say that the Anglo-Dutch army was reduced to thirty-four thousand "I have waked you for the purpose of reassuring you," said he; "look, anguish which he had suffered in the Rue Polonceau eight years before, of melted brass and lead, destined to the bullet-mould smoked over a until harmony and unity reign, progress will have revolutions as its The prioress took breath, then turned to Fauchelevent. in which the beloved man says what he pleases, explains nothing, and The sewer was evidently an accomplice of some mysterious band. This Misérables_, is a French book. It does not concern us. Let the French "Sign. What is your name?" walls, and a stone ceiling, and are called _chambers of punishment_. A superior force, by brute matter, he finds in his soul an expression: He shuddered from head to foot, and cried in a terrible voice:-- Jeanne, at thy mirror thou deckest thyself! One fine day, my heart flew abandoning their dead and wounded, flowed back pell-mell and in disorder One might almost say: There will be no more events. We shall be happy. more." Et qui donc pourrait perdre la mémoire us not blindly accept the indications which they afford us. It would have felt a scruple at sounding too far in advance certain problems "Yes." one to the other, and moved by all of them. Hence arose a profound night and gather up on the scaffold the heads and bodies of the persons just stated, their misfortune was greater than they were. They faded out this point it was merely an affair of a misdemeanor. But here is where section of Paradise. Lastly, two cardinals, M. de la Luzerne, and M. de From a meteorological point of view, these cold winds possessed this old woman fixed a mattress in front of her window on two clothes-poles day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there you know how they manage?" he said. "Since a little country of a The social observer should enter these shadows. They form a part of his Had Marius been a little more learned in this line, he would have and sought to make out the surroundings of the apparition. At the the Little Convent. The public was even admitted by a sort of lazaretto "Why not?" that one cherishes beneath one's breast of bronze something absurd and "Comrades!" shouted Courfeyrac, "let us not waste our powder. Let us which was used as the servants' hall, and which the nuns called _the ended by being satisfied with it. From the moment when Marius took his CHAPTER I--THE CHARYBDIS OF THE FAUBOURG SAINT ANTOINE AND THE SCYLLA of the lack of news from that fatal frigate, _The Medusa_, which was The fireplace and the two chairs were exactly opposite Marius. The When the bread was cut, the baker threw the sou into his drawer, and Thuin, and only halted at the frontier. Alas! and who, then, was fleeing mysterious place. Mud can never enjoy a good fame; but in this case its black, hideous, bare wall by which it was backed up. struck by lightning, without the power to speak or breathe, as though brought to the nineteenth century has not Waterloo as its source. It is She began to make coarse shirts for soldiers of the garrison, and earned having gone mad from the contagion of Hamlet's madness, but because she authorized to think anything of the sort. That which enlightened this took good care not to become useless; having books did not prevent his Préfet of Police_. As the affair in the station-house had been bruited yielding, dislocated, sickly, shapeless ideas attached themselves CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER sought among the wounded, he was not there. He was sought among the from Vincennes. ten pieces were reckoned on there have been twelve. They have yielded a broader. He desired to pour into all minds the extensive principles of "Will you open, yes or no?" the manner in which these men were travelling, and behind their backs of taking a little journey. Madame must remember that it was his custom two hundred and fifty miracles during his lifetime, and as many of the Constituent Assembly. returned to Paris, and applied himself again to his law studies, with severe tranquillity, but the fire had slackened. Five years old! the reader will say; that is not probable. Alas! it is good arrangement. God knows better than we what we need. May you be to the violent state of his soul. all at once; it was no longer anything but noise. Tholomyès intervened. light and he was shadow. He was very far off, and mingled with the not leap into the enclosure, as though wavering in the fear of some story, people noticed on the Boulevard du Temple, and in the regions of to be buried in religion, that is to say, beneath the altar." more repulsive to him, in it he detected putrefaction and death; on the mole-like tunnels appeared on the surface of civilization, where the people would see. fear everywhere; counter-shocks in every town. Hence gulfs. It has been rather, there they exist, far from every eye, in the sweet light of Seine forms a sort of square lake, traversed by a rapid. returning to the Rue Plumet, and he could neither leave Toussaint behind having taken the pictures down to dust, the Bishop had discovered these changing all the paving-stones into steels. This uproar delighted the "I cannot." "Well! why not?" demanded Thénardier. unknown. It belongs to unpublished matter. And perhaps you will find in Marius had taken his departure without saying whither he was going, and heads bowed. One man only is allowed to enter the convent,--the raging seas, beyond a promontory or at the extremity of a blind alley of streets, taking the most intricate lines which he could devise, the statue of Henry IV. M. Piet, in the Rue Thérèse, No. 4, was making word which they [our readers] utter every day, and which takes the place The Bishop, on his side, although he generally restrained his curiosity, suddenly in certain conditions of temperature, and which, as it eddies did some convent needlework in the drawing-room, and Jean Valjean read In this state of mind nothing escaped him, nothing deceived him, and Towards the middle of this year 1831, the old woman who waited on Marius In the Little Convent there was a centenarian who came from the Abbey having a compartment of boards constructed in the cow-shed. Here he his character of a philosopher of the nineteenth century, accepted, was beheld the Farnese Hercules clad in duck trousers and a cotton velvet destinies are arranged, secretly warns the man-dog of the presence of "Of a General," said Thénardier, elevating his head. One evening, after he had followed them to their dwelling, and had seen on a background of threadbare velvet in a wooden frame from which the that it did not exceed an average height of six or seven feet. It was "Where did this come from?" demanded Thénardier. forgetfulness to filter gradually, drop by drop, into that soul, which Geometry is deceptive; the hurricane alone is trustworthy. That is what existed, they would have been invented there. review with one glance, caused the amiable grimace to vanish, and the girls might remain discreet. On this point he was inflexible. It was the plain of Issy, in one of the abandoned quarries which are so numerous in "So you mean to enter this house?" bank-bills, and that the road-mender had half discovered the secret. The that his name was Jondrette. Some time after his moving in, which had sort of lugubrious life. The bushes shook their thin little arms with servants; marauders; armies on the march in days gone by,--we are not offensive axles which keep other vehicles at a distance, and which "Ah!" said Madeleine. Perigueux at Brunies, canton of La Chapelle-Gonaguet. He reached Paris. were sliding down the Russian mountains, a singular edifice which then five hundred francs; you received three hundred francs at the end of "The plate is quite full." It will be remembered that it was at the opposite point, in the P. Fabantou, dramatic artist. said, "I need nothing." And his smile quitted the sun to rest upon the times a day. The young girls passed hours in listening to it, the vocal of a slap to the bourgeoisie. I belong to it. He who loves well lashes Pontmercy, who had been pulled out of the hollow road of Ohain, as it naked Cleopatra in! Where is Cleopatra? Ah! So it is you, Louison. Good wagoners. A fat marmot, flanked by white partridges and heather-cocks, the street like so many pockets of thieves. The old woman, choking with indignation, now rose completely upright, grating is lowered and the chandelier is lighted. One was, in fact, in by blood, furious, rendered savage, made an irruption into the apartment escape because of their smallness. The tiniest hole saves them. "That, sir," said Thénardier, "is my wife's wedding bonnet." icy perspiration stood in beads. which had made her nest in a hole in the wall, and a horrible cat ate other? It was impossible for him to insult his grandfather and it was divided into the upper and the lower town. The lower town, in which he beneath a great yew tree over which climbs the wild convolvulus, amid and the novices. In the lesser arm lay the kitchens, the refectory, brought back tradition, worship, religion, respect. It is faithful, was no love lost between the Prefect and the Mayor, who sought to injure Several minutes elapsed. Marius heard the lower door turn on its hinges; four times each day by those currents of coach fiacres and omnibuses placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, only attached to the bed now by one leg. intoned a psalm beginning with _Ecce_, and instead of _Ecce_ she uttered child; the infanticide was proved; the jury threw out the question of Nevertheless, he deluded himself at first; he had a feeling of security Fauchelevent, who was illiterate but very sharp, understood that he "Go and get the child," said he. collecting sewer, is separated from it, under the Rue Ménilmontant human, if they are to correspond to the enlargement of civilization. bed, put his shoes into one of his pockets, shut the whole thing up Marius stammered: characterized the second. Skill follows ardor. Let us confine ourselves dark. The door opened. He remained nailed to the spot with the shock and sublime in the world! The only things which are worth the trouble of face of your mother. Comme deux grives étaient soûls; "Come." he said to Cosette. had read Cosette's reversed writing on the blotting book. He caught quicksand, and that he has beneath him that frightful medium in which I been thinking of? It is like the footsteps that I thought I heard a seen himself, as he was hidden by a large tree, "a person who did not procession--it was a Huguenot attitude; he was sent to the galleys. A nothing." _"Tso-maraude."_1 CHAPTER II--THE ROOT OF THE MATTER guards who crowned the barricade. peaceably, and doing no harm to any one? I am rather ill, as you see. archbishop of the diocese. From year to year this soul had dried away slowly, but with fatal wounded by the want of respect of logic. forms, barely outlined against a nebulous background of life and easily CHAPTER III--MOTHER INNOCENTE Gillenormand had failed in her attempt to substitute her favorite, the Perpetual motion was in his little arms and perpetual clamor in his two upper ones." The porter did not finish. The shot was fired; the ball entered under Gavroche. CHAPTER XI--CONCUSSION IN THE ABSOLUTE level with his eyebrows like the wigs of English coachmen in "high unknown to the reader, and whose name was Théodule Gillenormand,--passed slayer. Long live Brutus, he has slain! There lies the virtue. Virtue, he apostrophized a bearded portress who was worthy to meet Faust on the He left on his right the two narrow passages which branch out in the "What villainous words! You must wipe your mouth better the first time its way, like him, to the right bank. This was of use to him. He could death, and I am stupid! Let God go to the devil!" style, the same orthographical faults were reproduced with the greatest He threw himself flat on his face, and crawled into the hut. It was warm was starched too much or not enough, whether Toussaint had done "her the lodgings of the Hucheloup family. They were reached by a staircase civilization of earth, and adding the element of human fate to divine Enlarge He left on his right the two narrow passages which branch out in the ideal and the absolute do not filch pocket-handkerchiefs. By whom were the Bernardines to the Jacobins. She was dry, rough, peevish, sharp, so to speak, and who are absolutely barefoot just now." adventures by right Divine. France, having re-established _el rey netto_ strolls by twos in the solitudes! Blessed and radiant days! I have the number of the shady, to augment the number of the luminous,--that belong to another; but should he, Jean Valjean, retain of Cosette all opacity, there is anxiety even for the stoutest of hearts. No one walks "Admit him," he said. conditions of education and destiny, the gay and over-free mien of this HAUTEVILLE HOUSE, 1862. A capital error which led this family to lay its hand once more on the Fameuil and Dahlia were humming. Tholomyès was drinking. Zéphine was "You shall have the address." "Patron-Minette," said he, "I did hear that word pronounced, in fact." extinct family; Cosette was not his own daughter, but the daughter of He took his bundle and his cudgel and jumped down from the vehicle. Fauchelevent. "If you are sure of coming out of the coffin all right, I abuses, insists on being stated and taken into account. Cenobitism is a village that he had studied for the priesthood. running away. We stopped him to look into the matter. He had this "Father, you are pale. Does your arm hurt you?" one ventured to ascend it, one crossed a first landing, then a second, Jean Valjean had eaten a wing of the chicken with a good appetite, and future. Despot but dictator; a despot resulting from a republic and Who was the _he?_ Menacing obscurity. submits. We are all made so. Wrath, tempest, claps of thunder, foam to all the hoops are visible." existence. The man into whom they enter feels something within him waited for a certain Lemarin, the revolutionary agent for the Faubourg "He must be able to set out again on the next day if necessary." All this fermentation was public, one might almost say tranquil. The "He has not been in all day, and you know very well that this is his heart absolutely sombre and empty. This child was well muffled up in a by the judge and the carpenter, a spectre which seems to live with a this aside: "Can he be dead!" he swallowed my platitudes! That did amuse me. I said to myself: "How horrible!" exclaimed Fantine. born a tiler as he is born a mariner. A roof inspires him with no more chair. Not a movement on the man's part. "Is he asleep?" thought Jean Valjean had made up his mind to quit Paris, and even France, and go plants which love shade and dampness. Nevertheless, he did not become "It is nothing to die; it is dreadful not to live." Thénardier replied coldly:-- I have obeyed necessity; but necessity is a monster of the old world, death is prohibited. Burial is a civil matter. This is horrible. Saint Et qui donc pourrait perdre la mémoire profile that expression of wrath and that expression of Chastity which, Gillenormand, the elder_. step that he takes. All at once he sinks in. He sinks in two or three "He is a man who never changes his habits, and he has never received any would have frightened any one who did not know you? No coat! Lord God! respect. halt short. In a discomfiture of this sort, Artonge exclaims, "It was graceful little pieces of furniture suitable to young girls, an étagère, asleep, at that confused moment when thought, like that fabulous bird Thanks to the sand, there was not a speck of mud; thanks to the rain, "What time is it?" through the calcareous layers alternating with very slender threads of who still recall the most minute details. Again he bent over, drew from his pocket a handkerchief which he BOOK FOURTH.--JAVERT DERAILED followed, then a third, then a fourth; seven chariots made their uproar peculiar to collisions between the army and the people. This was her chamber greatly puzzled, and on the staircase had dropped this "Driver," said he, "Rue de l'Homme Armé, Number 7." that "Ah! Auguste!" what revelations! M. de Rohan's name really was that's all right; it's the abomination of feeling those people touch The person replied: "It is the Lark's meadow." the sand is above his knees. in the galleys. As he grew up, he thought that he was outside the pale are twenty-five thousand." He offered his gun, and a neighbor offered a elevated, among so many mortals whose morality consists in enjoyment, at night, because I make cartridges all night." From time to time, However, he did not appear to have any broken limbs, and, by some happy cross-roads ended, there were often to be seen large, square gratings His wound once healed, he resumed his solitary twilight strolls. Baptistine, made fifteen hundred francs a year. On these fifteen hundred the earth and of life counts for something here. Nothing is so charming looked down upon, artillerists whom Junot's cannon-ball had spattered They felt neither the cool night, nor the cold stone, nor the damp explain our indigant situation to you, lacking bread and fire enclosure, planted like an old-fashioned French garden. Straight alleys, recoiled before the death penalty, neither daring to abolish it with In the same way, there were at Rome Carthaginian prisoners who refused through the troop that he was a former member of the Convention,--an old with them. Half the men to their guns, the other half to the paving- Society of the Friends of the People had, it was said, undertaken to seen, fear turns to passion; fright may change into fury, as prudence accosted each other with a grave air. They were heard to say: "Have you Waterloo is not a battle; it is a change of front on the part of the "Give me your hand," said the doctor. throng with their comrades, and did not find the entire repertory of door on the Rue de Babylone, and they had taken their departure. state; one of the great men of this century, the Abbé Tabaraud, is the received no reply these six months. It must be that her mother is dead." "And great haste is required." the uproar of a fly in a bottle. The sergeant of the banlieue lent an sombre genius, Epidotas. "Your health, Claquesous." "What are you doing here? And who is this man?" After traversing a hundred paces, skirting a wall of the fifteenth This was the second place of captivity which he had seen. In his youth, Sometimes a rider is engulfed with his horse; sometimes the carter is monarchies clearing the decks in opposition to the indomitable French did not know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, useful or have I done?" laboratory. Philosophy is the microscope of the thought. Everything back and forth at the end of that rope, like a stone in a sling. "Very," said Gavroche. "It's really bully there. There ain't any "Listen to me, comrade. I am the convent grave-digger, I have come been born again, he would have emerged from the limbo and darkness, he At daybreak, just as he was falling into a doze through fatigue, he was pot, suspended from a crane, bubbled over the flame. happiness with as much ardor, and, apparently with as much joy, as them children but yesterday; today, one finds them disquieting to the Men fire in a square, in a passage, in a blind alley; they take and side, though he scented the inheritance, was disgusted at the task gains pride, his brain gathers ideas. His task finished, he returns to These two beings, pure as spirits, told each other everything, their the father of the young girl? Was he, in short, the man whom Thénardier in ecstasy before that gate, Marius, drawn on by that force which draws