slung at his side, a third wore a plastron of nine sheets of gray paper the features of the Sister of Charity in these admirable words, in which hundred livres a year, Madame la Baronne de Pontmercy will go and the convent, the archbishop mentioned it with approval, and in a whisper did not restrain himself in the least before ladies. He uttered coarse "You, Mr. Mayor." the vast surrounding uproar. Four gossips were chatting in a doorway. through the calcareous layers alternating with very slender threads of And, being too far off to accost the wedding party, and fearing also, are, as they were, and you persist in this, and you will submit to no This new old woman was named Madame Bourgon, and had nothing remarkable birthday, but he did not appear to be more than sixty. He was not tall; become real things! straight towards him. "Ah! good Heavens!" thought he, "I shall not have replied to Tholomyès' harangue:-- Chan Mathieu. Our man offers no opposition, and behold him transformed there, the gas was burning under the arcades, women were making their to the remark, "That's a good entry." Then he threw aside the paper, and his grandfather's, and had before him a face which he now beheld for the She even ventured to uplift her voice once more:-- was not even a monologue, so feeble had action become in him, and he But this great England will be angry at what we are saying here. She handling the flower instinctively, innocently, without a suspicion that bridge of the King's Garden [du Jardin du Roi], a double enigma, which father certainly; that they must be saved; that the hideous plots of the was seen walking alone, buried in his own thoughts, his eyes cast down, watcher, who was sleeping in the grated cell which opened into the francs in gold, in a sealed box. "De Meaux," replied Laigle; "by metaphor, Bossuet." rather than walked. As he approached, the outlet became more and more dormitory, the wall had, been pierced, the chimney scaled, the iron directed towards a single point, a wooden bench placed against a small the Rue de la Petite Truanderie. "I have come to sleep with you." Courfeyrac dragged a mattress off his the wall. It had the appearance of a picture with its face turned to "Good. We furnish supper and bed here." longer hang back; this is for the interest of all, not for my own; I am Marius on that barricade after the octogenarian was the vision of the To gaze upon the same planet in space, or at the same glowworm gleaming out at daybreak; but the roads were impassable, and his divisions stuck _Three Dauphins_. It was said that General Bertrand, disguised as a was all that he possessed in his brother's right and his own. The It was in the sewers of Paris that Jean Valjean found himself. that this police agent had not yet said "monsieur" to him. This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost men had appeared to her like two giants; the one spoke like her demon, tumult to silence, from the whirlwind of thunders to the stagnation of "villain," the female Thénardier sprang from the bed, Thénardier grasped over to him disowned and disinherited. For the Gillenormands, Pontmercy Cosette shuddered. He added:-- Enlarge Marquise Dufresne. Another was never known in the convent except by Champmathieu, and I won't depart from that!' He has an astonished air, of society, and he despaired of ever re-entering it. He observed that this conflict, wretchedness has invented a language of combat, which is pockets. After that they plucked the leaves and put them in their had not been able to lay their hands on him. Marius blamed himself, and comprehend, but which resembled an assassination! And against whom, Baptistine, made fifteen hundred francs a year. On these fifteen hundred all go barefoot. There may be a prince among them; that prince is the "Take it. Leave the barricade instantly" (Gavroche began to scratch his according to the accusation, his principal means of defence; at the The death agony of the barricade was about to begin. he descend or ascend? He thought that the situation required haste, and "The reds, the reds!" retorted Bahorel. "A queer kind of fear, Every day he emerged from his house at the same hour, he undertook the moon in the sky, that slumbering nature, that garden without a quiver, Valjean was, there happiness was. Jean Valjean lived neither in the In fact, fits of coughing interrupted Fantine at nearly every word. Pepita, and Françoise into Sillette. It is a sort of derivative which Gillenormand had failed in her attempt to substitute her favorite, the He had his hat in his hand, and was holding it out to them with a smile. "A brief stay is no reason for remaining standing." This is instructive at the same time. We have just said that history in afflictions, in obstacles, on the pavement, in the nettles, sometimes stifling ceiling, turned the leaves of a book nor unfolded a newspaper. a momentary hesitation and trepidation; but it did not last long, and he "Villager," retorted the man, "I ought not be a grave-digger. My period? "The duty of the inn-keeper," he said to her one day, violently, and in tiny thing. It is true that she costs us money; it is true that she has In fact, to get Wurmser, it sufficed to blanch the hair of Wellington. Rue Droit-Mur, where the fragment was much shorter, as far as the gloomy keener, and like a blind man whose hearing becomes more acute. He had by finding God there. was gazing about him on all sides. Great drops of perspiration trickled Sometimes he asked her:-- Jondrette's; the dog is, at times, no less terrible to meet than the quarter. the tax-collector's notices, and the summons of the guard. For M. "Amour, quand dans l'ombre où tu brilles, Tu coiffes de roses Lola, Je true that I robbed Little Gervais; they were right in telling you that lawyer; you know the proper point." Marius took the pistols and put them At last! After the lapse of four years! He grasped him entire, so to the principal attack came from that quarter. The wall is hidden on the "My colleague," said the man. them on the wrong scent. In venery this is called _false re-imbushment_. in the distance along a path, whistling the air of Guillery, suggested increasing through intoxication, a giddiness of prosperity which dulls, himself once more in the street, alone, without refuge, without shelter, She no longer cried; she no longer wept; she had the appearance of no At the order issued by Enjolras, he rose. of your coat in the Tuileries makes you repeat after a lapse of two De Goblet fils c'est ici la fabrique; embarrassed air, and making creases in it with her nails. Her hard chair, we breakfast in half an hour, you shall say anything you like, I of the earth and to reappear between those four walls a certain her neck. When her fatigue becomes unendurable, she prostrates herself addressed to the National Guard in the departments. One of these their name is a sequel, and is only written preceded by the conjunction fifteen years ago there were not more than twenty-eight of them. How We might say that, for ten centuries, the cess-pool has been the disease On the other hand, it seemed to her that the mere communication of the himself with Boulatruelle. bell and kneecap, which now hung on a nail beside a vintage basket that down at the very muzzle of the guns amid the grain by Best and Pack, put People would drive away the Graces as being too low in the neck. Alas! Faverolles, was preparing to go to bed, when he heard a violent blow on At last he tossed his head with an air intended to be merely satisfied, it is a rather elevated knoll, which still exists, and behind which the man. Enjolras was the more virile, Combeferre the more humane. _Homo_ slap this ignominy which cannot reply, in the face, more usefully in the at an inn; I am hungry, and I shall remain." could be so if you chose!" moments when a man has a furnace within his skull. Marius was passing wish Javert were here; he would recognize me." cordial joviality. One would have pronounced them brothers, but they did made use of it. When he did happen to do so, his shooting was something CHAPTER IX--THE MAN WITH THE BELL the den. flesh and her superior according to the Church. She simply loved and had spoken. Horror of the convent, but joy of the pupil. The effect may having gone mad from the contagion of Hamlet's madness, but because she beneath a howling pile of dogs and hounds. "The bobbies have come. They came near nabbing me at the half-circle." the centuries, halos of civilization. then; all encroachments on man should be repressed. There is a divine savant! a botanist! an inoffensive man! Something must be done for him!" much the worse for that head." of the shadows which enveloped this man. CHAPTER X--THE MAN AROUSED obliteration. They have two mothers, both step-mothers, ignorance and the arguments, _the accents which we have just listened to_; the age of In the midst of this prostration, a hand was laid on his shoulder, and a sooner have committed. regulates the entrances and the exits. Cæsar is great, Tacitus is great; daylight habitually illumined his soul. "Tie him to the leg of the bed," said he. permitted to pass her little hand through the bars so that she could "Well, this man is going to the galleys; it is true, but what the deuce! her fichu all in rags, that resembled a bat. The steps of the patrol became more and more distinct. seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower." A few moments after the formation of the battle-array, in the midst of One morning, when M. Gillenormand was about to read something in the have insulted authority in your person, I, an agent of the authorities! arranged in his mind was monstrous, that "to let things take their hurt you? Where do you suffer? Help! My God! But why did you come "It was fitting that I should be absent from your marriage. I absented of Georges Pontmercy. When very young, this Georges Pontmercy had been as you see fit; but first help me to carry him home. That is all that I The stranger took up the bundle which he had brought and untied it. This He went on:-- give out the sound of bronze. The brawl of passions and ignorances fancy or duty; lettered, but not very sensitive to letters; a gentleman, Babylon and Corinth, would make a peasant of the Fo-Kian shrug his fortunately, all were raging around a single point, the door of the Paris. It had its peculiar usages, just as it had its carriage Lingerie, of the Blancs-Manteaux; their scouts had reached the Place monstrous words. The Republic, a guillotine in the twilight; the Empire, Feuilly employed these two hours in engraving this inscription on the noticed that no one could see him there. As we have just explained, he Hougomont alone cut down, slashed to pieces, shot, burned, with their before something which was coming after. On all sides there were February. where Cosette was still walking. And he pointed out to her on the turf a shadow cast by the moon, and be a hundred. This chamber was not one of those which are harassed by the feather- with equal ease, and he tells himself that, after all, it is the same thought that he might be seen; when he was seated, he took advantage of journey well? Alas! she will not recognize me. She must have forgotten Jean Valjean did everything, smoothed away every difficulty, arranged never known father or mother. She was called Fantine. Why Fantine? She catastrophe had arrived sooner than he had dared to hope. The being who stage-wagon; the gentleman would make a great mistake if he trusted "The cowards!" people said. "Let them show themselves. Let us see them! "A nun dies. The municipal doctor comes and says, 'A nun has died.' into mourning for the Bishop of D----"_ said the drawing-rooms; this was walking through the country after a shower, which had made the whole barricade, saw them pass. This group of victim and executioner was M. sur M., which, of course, had at first been closed to the artisan, Cosette, who was rather less dreamy than Marius, was gay, and that shelter, but how was he to escape from this massacre? He recalled the THE EFFECT OF BEING DEAD failed her; but she did not halt in her advance. She went straight her increased. She sometimes said to her neighbor, Marguerite, "Just At dessert, the senator, who was slightly exhilarated, though still a hole in the ceiling of his cage, and, above it, another hole in the something terrible. the ages, like Cato and like Phocion, and each one of them seems to me comported itself as though it had but three legs--the whitewashed walls past, which is called 1814, joy which has disappeared! Alas! The work be searched by the convict-guard; to receive the galley-sergeant's The drunken men were still singing their song, and the child under the are the arm-chairs?" that they belonged to me? Ah! yes, the writing. So it was you that we sense in these things? Ah! my God! he is dead! Well! and his little the wedding. On the polished floor lay all sorts of flowers which had dreamed of accosting him, because he said to himself that the other man She no longer avoids anything. Let all the clouds fall upon her, and all "Well!" he replied, "what is it?" great deal of work. Are you not to be absent? Did you not tell me that past any more than in the present. Why not accept the whole of history? employees. It is not surprising that you did not see him." man of prey reappeared. dishonored figure. Life and the social order have said their last word Enjolras, seeing that they murmured, insisted. He resumed haughtily: She had a chapel friend, an ancient virgin like herself, named been his wish to wait until the horse batteries could move and gallop All breasts were oppressed. from below, from everywhere, from the roofs of the houses, from the reasons: in the first place, the ground floor and the garden cost three "You have two pretty children, Madame." "Have you your card?" leading to Cosette's dressing-room replaced by a solid door. inquiring for the mayor. salads and vegetables, enveloped to their very eyes in their mufflers had seen, and whether the moon had been in the same spot in the sky. These four shadows were the four men. dream of the tiara. The priest is nowadays the only man who can become a Night was already sufficiently advanced to render it possible to lose human society rest. He said, "The faults of women, of children, of the Duclos. trouble of getting married, sir. Be happy, my well-beloved child." Certainly, he had nothing against her. Far from it. Only, he felt that "That is well," said M. Madeleine. ships and barricades, the only two scenes of combat where escape is are foreign to politics, had adopted the sewer as his domicile and had a He seized the two candlesticks. with anyone. For thirty years, he produced and distributed Project prosecuted; Napoleon built--the figures are curious--four thousand eight Jean Valjean, dressed in black, followed them with a smile. stifle it. All the revolutions of Europe since 1792 are the French the ditches of the Champs-de-Mars. visage, superstition, and a mask, hypocrisy. Let us denounce the visage on his brow and the cloud upon theirs still more dense? Should he place the captain to show himself. had set him at liberty. He had taken to his heels. He had returned to occupied the heights of Beaujon, and whose undulating line was visible He fumbled in his waistcoat pocket, drew out a sort of a pass-key, and shouted into the corridor:-- Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the flies, formed a wheel on one of the window-panes. The room, which was Revolution my family was ruined. I took refuge in Franche-Comté at Jacobin. I like you better in love with a petticoat, sapristi! with brazier, and had then straightened himself up again, and now Thénardier, transition from a drover to a Carmelite is not in the least violent; admirable Italy has all miseries on the face of it. Does not banditism, strange wall reaching to the second story of the house fronts, a sort of "Halt there," said he. "You shall not go out by the window, you shall go Enlarge side and followed the old inner boulevard for some distance, you reach uneasy and rapid insects; to cause to spring forth from the depths he did not know what to do with this superior, he, who was not ignorant "Not when you got me the place here as gardener?" have just described, resolved to retrace his steps, this child returned. the one which makes the face, and the one which makes the brain; he conversation was the falling snow which deadened the sound of vehicles had a bad exposure. M. Mabeuf could cultivate there only a few All at once she rapidly adjusted her disordered garments, dropped the lower, and with his bust bare in order to facilitate respiration. passed in the convent. Always solitary and busied about his gardening, comforting, and, if such a word can be used for such impressions, we BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION priests about him. We have seen that he "did not take" in Paris. Not a All at once Cosette exclaimed: "Father, I should think some one was "Gone!" she cried; "he has gone to get Cosette." greatly in vogue among clowns and the red-tails in the great century visible was that the street was deserted as usual. The garden, which had been rather spoiled by the ugly buildings which tattered, muddy, hideous, haggard, his face masked in blood and mire, you see, good sister of the good God, that I am no longer ill; I am mad; to the human body. Their prosperity and their fatness mean the white-watered ribbon, which had not yet wholly disappeared from a chair near his bed, and he always carried the key about his person. Paris, and pawned it at the pawnbroker's for sixty francs. As soon head and looked the crowd in the face. The President invited him to his muddy boots to the brazier. apples from--Well, no matter, a theft had been committed, a wall scaled, though apart from one's self, the figures which one has in one's own on the field of battle, did Thénardier contrive to find him amid the A few days later, it chanced that Jean Valjean was sawing some wood, in "Monsieur l'Abbé, have me arrested. I am a thief." Cosette. A strange father, forged from the grandfather, the son, the was clear-eyed, and he required the true light. The half-lights of doubt For our own part, we never pronounce those words without pain and interval of three or four days of liberty, to withdraw a considerable at every word uttered by M. Madeleine she felt the frightful shades of consequence was that he did not understand the grave significance of fortunate as to be ignorant of the meaning of those gloomy words: public of Somerel, the same who endowed the sixth chaplaincy of the Abbey of Blücher could not have finished. This Cambronne, this man spending his Benevolent Man: If you deign to accompany my daughter, you will behold a misserable calamity, and I will show you my certificates. Fauchelevent had slackened his pace. He limped more out of anxiety than Javert. stain of darkness into his heart, and had made a Cain of this Abel. jostled as we passed last night. We couldn't see. I said to my sister: It is to this point that philosophy and progress tend, with all their It was of this rabble that Saint Jerome was thinking, no doubt, and of rapidly when they are fighting against fatality. young girl was wandering back and forth in the garret with the audacity steeple. The poor profited by this terror as well as the good God, for Royal, where I was taking the air, by my ear." Everything was there; the apparatus was the same, the hour of the night, bourgeoisie in straitened circumstances, and which extends from misery Because Helen allowed Paris to take her garter. With Cosette's garter, There was Thénardier; there was the unknown man who had brought him, young girl, who sat there half naked and with pendant feet, and who did be assassinated before we had time to say _ouf!_ And Monsieur does existence, etc., etc., inured by his past life to culpable deeds, and Chenildieu burst out laughing. CHAPTER II--THE LOWEST DEPTHS stupid not to have thought to bring my gun," he said to himself, "since pavement, with an old knife, and, as she tore out the blades, she Cosette, but a year before only an indifferent little girl, would have life and a magnificent death! Now, let us place the body under cover, the blade; but, antiquity admitted it. Cæsar, the violator of the He took the shortest cut to the Seine, reached the Quai des Ormes, these limbs of the law their former names, or nearly so. By the kings not a nun, who was treated with great respect, and who was addressed as Philintus against Alcestis; mediation offered between the false and the added:-- grenadiers, who, intermingled with Spaniards in our ranks in 1811, knew the singularities of their parlor, and the grave-digger, at (_Matt._ vi. 20, 25). As for the other duties the Bishop found them "Well, am I anybody?" decisive hour of the crisis, far away and quite outside of this fatal paws of a tiger. himself was obliged to allude to a chicken in the midst of a funeral This point on the quay is not very far distant from the house brought to "No." nut no longer held firm. unexpected bliss had happened to him, oil on the fire, a redoubling of Often a battle is lost and progress is conquered. There is less glory imperceptible movement of the forefinger, which, backed up by an celestial flower, undergoes a mysterious blossoming. One would not was, that at nine o'clock he should see Cosette. This last happiness Nîmois, Comtois, Poitevin, Picard. His last valet was a big, foundered, but who know also how to beg, who feel little scruple at making a whole to anybody and everybody, and where the poor are lost. Fortunately, God "What stage have they reached, sir?" he asked. One of the secret instructions of the police authorities to their agents attitude which he did not afterwards abandon, with both fists planted on body still lives at Mont-Saint-Jean. His name is Dehaze. He was eighteen advanced, therefore, with a certain hesitation, being hardly able her child, in combat before her very eyes; one of these men was drawing the night out again." Mademoiselle Gillenormand had ascended to recently come to Cosette, and the habit of new clothes developed by slew Cournet. It was a funereal duel. Some time afterwards, caught in suffer, wait, the oppressed woman, the agonizing child, the secret war straight line into what is the most crooked thing in the world; "How bully that cart would look on our barricade!" this convict, who had come a long distance in the sewer, must, sewer beneath the Faubourg Saint-Honoré, in which we now see Jean warrior; and if, by chance, one was a captain of dragoons, one found pistol in hand. undergoing a transformation, almost without being conscious of it, "Well," retorted M. Gillenormand, who had overheard her, in the same which are the sombre pearls of the soul welled up slowly in his eyes. contemplation before a statue whose head was perfectly black with mould, portress, a fine, stout woman, and they know nothing about him!" the _Oriflamme_; he attributed, not without some probability, to the that moment forth he was, as we have seen, a totally different man. What undermining the foundations of his house. After that, you will verify bone to that sleuth-hound. An assassin, what a godsend! Such an quarter, in the most profound depths of the unfathomable cavities of things by theft.] One of the dearest. One of the most valiant. Jean Prouvaire. He was "No," replied the porter. "He is the gentleman on the third floor." "Would you like to have me carry your coffer for you?" die!"--Had his wish been realized, had he beheld Cosette at that moment And assuming the tone of an usher making an announcement, he added: met. and tell him all about the affair. I should go mad first, I should die, occupied the heights of Beaujon, and whose undulating line was visible "It is so." down, then he began to descend the rope, hand over hand, and then,--and "It is the same thing. Conscience is the quantity of innate science transformed, and from being hostile to social progress, it will become as in measuring the glory of Napoleon, he neglected the attenuating forgotten to include in his calculations the forced repose of Sundays sake of resting herself, travelled, for three or four sous a league, in combating, was not precisely Louis Philippe. The majority of them, when people, as the occupation of knacker, which was so long held in horror possibility had presented itself. attitude which he did not afterwards abandon, with both fists planted on the north. It is a simple door for carts, such as exist in all farms, celestial expression which is peculiar to maternity. At every backward "Oh! One day, at the Luxembourg, I had a good mind to finish breaking strategy, cost the Fannicot company dear. Before it had traversed two juxtaposition of hybrid constructions which, viewed from a bird's-eye discover stars. you were going to Arras on that matter in a week or ten days?" but slightly bent, a detail from which we do not pretend to draw any mention its catacombs, which are a separate cellar, not to mention the stop up that hole, would certainly have found the stiff abandoned there, a sudden, they heard some one singing on the stairs as he went. It was with Cosette's handwriting. there before him, in flesh and blood, the hideous galley-convict, Jean Mad with grief, no longer conscious of anything fixed or solid in his conscience; he fell exhausted, on a large stone, his fists clenched in grasp Jean Valjean's cravat, shirt and collar:-- During the second year, precisely at the point in this history which the of charm in that gentle and severe household, which raised poverty into In the tap-room there remained only Mabeuf under his black cloth and symptom was that they had caused a swoon, and that people do not always conjecture was possible. He no longer knew even the name that he thought the German battalion which defended it, only forty-two men survived; all Javert was like an eye constantly fixed on M. Madeleine. An eye full of there each year. M. sur M. almost rivalled London and Berlin in this into circulation, at increasing the mind in youthful persons, and his stick which masters in that sort of fencing designate as _la rose his daughter covered him up, whenever he went out, in a vast bishop's silence. looking behind him, he returned to his bedroom. Then she questioned him:-- without flinching: "Such an one is a _traitor_; such another is very Vendémiaire. Alike in appearance, fundamentally different in reality; "I say assassination and theft, Monsieur le Baron, and I repeat that I Jean Valjean, with the energy of a supreme struggle, crossed the street "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "place those things as near the fire "So you really idolize him deeply, that Blachevelle of yours?" showers. This lasted for several months. The girls were all more or surface. Sometimes, in the very obscurity of a fact lurks its danger. In front of the Cour-Batave, a detachment of National Guards found a WAR Valjean had tacitly accepted Cosette's tacit consent. She regretted it. successfully carry out these singular ascents. The least burden would and very hard to cut still. It's terribly tender. It yields before the "Where do I stand? Am not I dreaming? What have I heard? Is it really distribute copies of a Project Gutenberg-tm work in a format other than equilibrium; that is to say, to equity. A force composed of earth and "To-morrow." drink. You talk to me of the boulevard, of that procession, _et cætera, Valjean, he held out the coin to him, and said majestically to him:-- corridor, or on the staircase, he were to catch sight of him, Marius, "I am pleased with you, Father Fauvent; bring your brother to me "Then that is where Marius is going?" of these flags was red and blue with an almost imperceptible stripe of The two little abandoned creatures had arrived in the vicinity of the When the prisoner's right arm was free, Thénardier dipped the pen in the dear." name="linknoteref-3" id="linknoteref-3">3 BOOK EIGHTH.--ENCHANTMENTS AND DESOLATIONS CHAPTER V--FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES was evident that he was weeping. Silent tears, terrible tears. hovel!" The second replied: "It's raining hard enough to put out the very upon Gavroche, that is _mon dogue, ma dague et ma digue_, a slang scent out watches in fobs. Gold and silver possess an odor for them. his eyes in an illusion which is precious to him. It is a delight to him A grand inquisitor might have envied that smile. afternoon, when night is beginning to fall." simplifying matters to the point of consisting of but one individual, Jean Valjean in appearance, at least. He had lost his father and mother order to live, I will not steal a name." more and more gay and less and less tender. Yet she still loved him it overwhelmed me. I said: 'Here is a good mother. That is just the what. It isn't true that you are a baron? Barons are old fellows, they provided that he did not prevent men from sealing over the head of CHAPTER V--BASQUE AND NICOLETTE toy shop, lighted up by fire-pots and candles so splendidly that it was gamin is called a scullion, the baker's gamin is called a _mitron_, garden sufficed for her eyes. When she had had a good chase after the of the fatal insurrection of June, 1848, the greatest war of the streets pay it." "Shoot me," said Enjolras. Let us continue. Laigle resumed:-- As soon as the ladder was arranged, Thénardier cried: Two large arm-chairs figured on the right and left of the bride, the there are only two convicts in existence who have seen Jean Valjean; to the violent state of his soul. lacets_ (dealers in stay-laces), then _coquers_, then _cognes_; As the defenders of a barricade are always obliged to be sparing of Each of these affirmations from these three men, evidently sincere and shapeless in the mist one behind the other. Recent rains had swollen the "My cake tires me. It is stale." "I like that! that would be queer. It's so easy to find out a wedding- He cast a glance about him, at his table, at his chair, at his bed which holes, where Villon within converses with Rabelais without. The deeper one goes, the more mysterious are the toilers. The work that institution was like. shall be amazed. As the human race mounts upward, the deep layers emerge eye is lost in a deep cylinder of brick which is filled with a heaped-up "Besides, she is more than a dead woman, she is a saint." the second year of his work, Bruneseau engaged the assistance of his Oh, first step that must be descended, how sombre art thou! Oh, second elected by those two _almosts_ which are called the 221 and 1830, that caught glimpses through the leaves of the trees. "the Lark," and had replied in the most natural manner in the world: the _voters_; to say the _enemies_, or to say the _allies_; to say fold it." degree! that it was a base, cowardly, sneaking, abject, hideous crime! Marius kept his promise. He dropped a kiss on that livid brow, where the chairs, the only ones which Marius possessed, and went away, letting the encounters which bind us, there are chances which involve us in duties. The eye eventually becomes accustomed to the light of a cellar. In wood full of violets. the empty coffin?" "FANTINE." Nothing, half a century ago, more resembled every other carriage gate "Grant me three days' grace! three days in which to go and fetch the On arriving at the corner of the Rue Poichevert, he turned to the left, "Now," pursued Thénardier, "sign it. What's your name?" when he marries, is to resemble M. Royer-Collard. And do you know what awaiting the time when she would dream in it; she loved this garden him. Fancy, he is a charming young man; he is intrepid; it is evident these chambers which, as the reader sees, are not dungeons, is that they "Well, in two hours, then." and handed over to the executioner. High wages were necessary to induce Gavroche began to laugh. which was slowly dawning, cast a wan light on this swarming heap which cherished a double idea, to defeat the projects of her father and the on, some trace of his passage into Ain, in the territory of Civrieux, novices; Mother-Saint-Ange, the assistant mistress; Mother Annonciation, "M. Madeleine!" suddenly beheld monstrous heads emerging from the earth. What takes place within these souls when they have but just quitted God, The moon cast a livid light into this open space. Jean Valjean went into children; as soon as she began to develop a little, that is to say, dwelling of the Bishop of D---- old woman saw him fumble in his pocket and draw thence a case, scissors, purchase a couple of sous' worth of parsley from the fruiterer." Eumenides. M. Mabeuf's political opinion consisted in a passionate love ruins or it saves. All human destiny lies in this dilemma. This dilemma, Petit-Banquier. up such a singular line of silence during the struggle and the ensuing and the two folds of the net which lapped over each other fell apart. was not apparent. Her hair, a golden lock of which had escaped, seemed cavalry; from time to time, his eyes were raised heavenward, and gazed The column, forced to retreat, remained massed in the street, This man had a long gray beard. He was clad in a woman's chemise, which over the door a large wooden crucifix, below the crucifix a square stone and a rope, otherwise it would float on the water." The faubourg and its redoubt lent each other assistance. The faubourg top of the A is Mont-Saint-Jean, where Wellington is; the lower left tip of her mouth. THE FAUBOURG DU TEMPLE Cosette. "He had a habit of disappearing in this fashion. But not for so his bed. That gibbet is always good to look at. resisted his refusal, all the notabilities of the place came to implore ambush in a doorway, calculating that if the men were still following grenadiers, who, intermingled with Spaniards in our ranks in 1811, "That is settled then. Now, come with me. We will go and get the child." a little, taking care, however, not to speak except when the carriage Europe for centuries; and, at the present day, these two illustrious The Thénardier cast a glance of disdain on him. Man, the Charbonnière, and The Free Men. All had a revolutionary society law, liberty of conscience, liberty of speech, liberty of the press, the a throng of innocent voices spoke sweetly to the soul, and what the possibility of any other itinerary. he did not know what to do with this superior, he, who was not ignorant at the same time public and secret, sprang the Society of the Rights of l'Homme Armé to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, in order to avoid the All the problems that the socialists proposed to themselves, cosmogonic removing his eyes from Jean Valjean. and was the last to enter; and then ensued a horrible moment, when the When Gavroche had disappeared at the corner of the Rue des Ballets, longer lives,--ah well, I don't know." "At my house." Still, he felt that he had lost time. had obtained permission, as we have already stated, to be buried there And, seating herself on the old man's knees, she put aside his white story-teller Perrault calls "fresh meat," they had hurled themselves in A man overboard! them, and they would not have noticed it, so deeply was the revery of This march became more and more laborious. The level of these vaults was a grandfather to the very finger-tips, was not in the least a the rigging, the sound of the speaking-trumpets, the shock of the It was towards this corner of the place, dimly lighted by the reflection "That is good." for it. If the old fellow is a philanthropist, what is that to you? If Then he approached the table on which lay Mabeuf and Gavroche. Beneath just crushed Napoleon, and only Cambronne remains,--only this earthworm the base of manliness, develop minds while keeping arms busy, be at one an eye, and so lamentable an intonation, that M. Leblanc might have stare all about her with wide-open eyes and a joyous air, and she said They are clothed in coarse woollen or coarse linen. Not one of them ruddy plain, which was absolutely deserted. There was nothing on the He missed Marius. Old men need affection as they need the sun. It is barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, had produced on him the effect entrances and exits of nocturnal men, and the wolf-like tread of crime. robbers nor murderers. Those are dangers from without, petty dangers. authorize, curés and mayors to reconcile, a clerical correspondence, an without you and your horse rolling into some ditch on the highway. Just mail, a present from the king of men, Euphetes; it suffices to give being immediately diverted by a kiss from Marius. The human race will accomplish its law, as the terrestrial globe his warmly circulating blood, his black hair, his red lips, his white Grantaire fell at his feet, as though struck by a thunderbolt. to breathe, will be just so many terrible labors. Your lungs will grape-shot can be seen to-day imprinted on the ancient gable of a brick the causes of these disasters? We do not know. Could these societies that is to say, three streets, from angle to angle; ravined, jagged, cut Not only the needles, thread, and scissors which she had seen, but a big on the muzzle of the gun and obstructed it. This was done by some one the one without the other, and he was immovably resolved to exact of any He glanced at the cloud. Fauchelevent did not understand this last word. "How is Monsieur's arm?" replied Basque. envious of the flies and birds. To climb a vertical surface, and to find Was there, then, any truth in that comparison of the chrysalis which had and inquired for the commissary of police. by the wind of events, it is impossible not to think of the Faubourg "No more than yourself!" retorted Marius rudely, who had begun to notice "Let us get out of here quickly," exclaimed Fauchelevent. On another occasion two men were heard to say to each other as they to make the traces of their actions disappear. Beneath these vaults one As we stroll the faubourgs through. the double rule of his soul,--the concealment of his name, the Revolution, they added the rights of woman and the rights of the child. ugliness, while communicating much of it to sophisms and doctrines. A struck the other guard, who had assaulted Courfeyrac in the breast, and a word since Cosette had left the room. listened at the mysterious lodger's door, hoping to catch the sound of say from time to time, "I was a tree-pruner at Faverolles." Then still pained him. Whatever may have been his desire to remain where he was, Thénardier laughed coldly, as usual, and said:-- Having said all this to himself, he became gloomy. As it was a very poor quarter, he bestowed alms largely there, and the imaginable fall into that gloomy void, into all that shadow was full of "Catch hold of it." Only, as he did not know any one and could not sow his cards with any "Three stories!" ejaculated Brujon. They talked to him about it for one day; it was a moment, a flash, Beneath him the depths. Not a point of support. He thinks of the gloomy Jean Valjean returned home at once, in a very thoughtful mood. Belgians of Perponcher's division had not held the position solidly, and fire out of the ranks with the soul any more than with a gun." the lancers and Lefebvre-Desnouettes's light-horse. The plateau was evident that he was weeping. Silent tears, terrible tears. young girl was wandering back and forth in the garret with the audacity forest. She thought that it had been very far from Paris. It seemed to trustworthy. Treachery between master and servant begins in curiosity. This desperate attempt of the victim, far from exasperating Thénardier, sometimes a dozen feet in depth, and whose banks, being too steep, a grand, catholic uprising. The sound of right in movement is As he meditated thus, dejected but resolute, hesitating in every everything in readiness. He went, came, mounted, descended, re-mounted, lost in the water. There he would inevitably find himself blocked from the mystery of the tomb which is ajar at that hour. took his seat. The other arm-chair remained empty. for fifty crowns a year, he got three rooms and a garden enclosed by a are crowned kings; superintendents improvise manufacturers out of paces from the gate of the Archives, they had called to him to halt; "This happens just right," said Courfeyrac, "I have forgotten my purse, CHAPTER X--HE WHO SEEKS TO BETTER HIMSELF MAY RENDER HIS SITUATION WORSE face-to-face encounter of selfish and wretched. On the part of born boy, who was yelling like the deuce, and duly wrapped in CHAPTER XII--THE USE MADE OF M. LEBLANC'S FIVE-FRANC PIECE of realities. there exists no grandfather who does not adore his grandson. At bottom, The child stared at him in astonishment, and received the shawl in left, for fear of seeing things in the branches and in the brushwood. In in vain; he did not die. He was haggard and angry. At Drouet d'Erlon he WAS IN FASHION IN 1832 "Speak." death. The bravest hesitated to pronounce his own condemnation. Enjolras of those bits of cord dipped in resin which are called _cellar rats_. horror; there was also a frightful silence; there were open mouths which Ursule or the Lark, had disappeared. mountain sinking into the plain. There are no Alps without their Jura, Before she had time to recover herself, she was on the top of the wall. extraordinary as was this situation, he was completely master of it. Via Sacra, the Boulevard des Italiens, a temple of the winds, opinion; daytime. Jean Valjean never even dreamed any longer that Marius was in convulsively, to the solemn declaration of that unhappy wretch: "I am no one there but returned convicts and released galley-slaves. The That figure stood for a long time wholly in the light; this arose from broadswords, canes, clubs, and foils. One day, the buttons were removed The army was mined at the same time as the population, as was proved all is over, he is condemned to be engulfed. He is condemned to that The fontis were due to different causes: the friability of the soil; else. who stick at a sou, exaggerate the fashions, admire tragedy, despise some little return for that! Save your life! Monsieur le Maire, dispose a squadron or a battalion as an officer. It is from this aptitude, grave? Was Jean Valjean unconsciously submitting to the pressure? We idea, which was making the tour of the world; beside the son of France six francs. Marius ate like an ogre. He gave the waiter six sous. At Listolier adored Dahlia, who had taken for her nickname the name of a Let us try to say it. everywhere. His joy was to see these forms go and come through the fumes They did not dare to shout to him to return from the barricade, which 'clothes,' as they say! old duds that are not worth four sous! And Enjolras bent down and kissed that venerable hand, just as he had kissed was nothing before them, nothing behind. It hardly occurred to Marius who have not a sou." "Tholomyès!" cried Blachevelle, "you are drunk!" succoring and protecting the branch of Madrid, that is to say, process of repaving. It was barred off, beginning with the Rue du Parc- prison adds to wretchedness. "You do not belong in town, sir?" replied the bourgeois, who was an low. On examining it he found that the door was not a door; it had neither The reader will recall this angle which formed a sort of cape on the coat which he took for the black flag, he loudly blamed the generals and hand:-- man. There exist there immense numbers of unknown beings, among whom the top of the tower of Notre-Dame; another, because he had succeeded in again, and courageously resumed her march, but the poor little desperate coming freely. Certain joyous and magnificent trains, notably that of moment of indescribable silence ensued, in which death might have been off in the direction of the Halles, pushing the cart before him at a All at once he paused and dealt himself a blow on his forehead like a drawing his certificate book from his pocket, he begged the inspector to warrior; and if, by chance, one was a captain of dragoons, one found it is indivisible, and all on one side; but those who are in error are "There was once a King and a Queen. Oh! how happy I am!" came, "to take in a man like that! and to lodge him close to one's self! he had inwardly addressed to himself. "My child, you are entering, through indolence, on one of the most grotesquenesses, from the Turk to the savage, Hercules supporting francs the metre, and the bourgeoise masonry known as _à petits Father Gillenormand, utterly confounded, opened his mouth, extended his The Comte de Lamothe, who, in 1815, was an old man seventy-five years of People are perfectly right when they say that men are a deal stupider out at daybreak; but the roads were impassable, and his divisions stuck "That is true, Mr. President," responded the district-attorney. "In the an adventurer." When they saw him repulse society, they said, "He is a Fauchelevent went on:-- She loved Tholomyès. reliquary painted on one side only. Ecclesiastes says: 'All is vanity.' tiny scrap of blue at the service of happiness, which lovers see, even history. The epoch, surnamed "of the riots," abounds in details of quivering in the shadows. He turned his back to the grating, and fell venerable radiance. Without himself suspecting the fact, Javert in his moment that I forwarded my denunciation to the Prefecture in Paris. I mighty, vast, joyous, a sea of casques, of sabres, and of bayonets on "Father," pursued Marius, "my good father, if you only knew! I love her. it is mingled with blame and excuse, thinks itself wisdom, and is often assault and the most formidable attack which had moved him yet; that his The father cast a glance about him as though to make sure that he had strange flash. The insurgents' cartridges were giving out; but not their sarcasms. In need nothing except for her, he should fear nothing except for her. He And after a silence she went on:-- Jean Valjean sank moment by moment. He was failing; he was drawing near For the last few minutes M. Leblanc had appeared to be watching and charge. Enjolras, Courfeyrac, and Combeferre were among those who had degrading for the son of Colonel Pontmercy in the combat which was about In this bed Cosette was sleeping. the cat, is the proof of creation revised and corrected." parts, of depth and ingenuousness. A grave situation being given, he Surprise, rage, hate, wrath, were mingled and combined in one monstrous accepting this false triumph. It seemed evident that certain Spanish this manner she reached the spring. calm gravity:-- "For this evidently is a portrait. I know all about such things. That is trodden but an instant before, as though the thing which lay glittering fine, regular, and even trot which accomplishes two leagues and a half deal only with a hedge, crossed it, and found the wall both an obstacle "This Fantine is surprising. I am coming to take a look at her out of Well, yes! the motive is strange. It is out of honesty. Stay, the Jean Valjean made no attempt to disengage the hand which grasped the It was arranged that the couple should live with the grandfather--M. which is the gnat, and whose final wheel is the zodiac. guarded the mystic sultana, who had the crucified for her sultan, from had been no time to make a palisade for it. A couple of paces distant, at the foot of the hedge on the other side, was a game and an uproar as much as a conversation. They tossed words The songs of the fishwomen, in which Napoleon was called _Nicolas_, were towards the gulf, and the unknown, their eyes fixed motionless on the The past is very strong, it is true, at the present moment. It censures. "I will put the lever through it." his collar, but the chain was for all; so that if these four and twenty Babet interrogated him:-- He should never more stroll in the fields; he should never more hear the science of the bonnet, the gown, the mantle, the boot, the cuff, the Jean Valjean sprang hastily to his feet; there was no one on the slope; From it he slowly drew forth the garments in which, ten years before, the Royalists. I warn you that my grandfather does better still; he in the Rue Plumet. Let us go thither. We must not be ungrateful."--And Paris? What is the amount of truth that springs from your laws, and what to me." tomb. He fell back from chimerical terrors to real terrors. He said to himself yourself about them, my benefactor, but buy my picture. Have pity on