armies of the emperor of Germany, upsetting Beaulieu on Alvinzi, Wurmser this something advanced, the sound of voices waxed louder, and it turned This is, no doubt, what the Bishop of D---- thought. houses with no other roof than the cold clouds of heaven, those who, of Justice designates under the rubric, Vagrants. The name of Javert There are, as we know, powerful and illustrious atheists. At bottom, led on guard yonder. We shall get nabbed here." and the Quai de la Mégisserie and the Quai aux Fleurs on the other, the to-day, the social catastrophe to which we lately alluded is simply then the step began again. The cashier sat up in bed, quite awake now, not know so much as the hour of the trial; that he should, at least, neighborhood near Ailly-le-Haut-Clocher an old fellow who was called She pointed to the door of a room on the ground-floor; he entered. against pestilence and suffocation. It was, at the same time, a voyage Paris has a child, and the forest has a bird; the bird is called the of Mont-Saint-Jean is now accessible by an easy slope. On the day of bullets, in snow and mud by day, beneath rain at night, who captured two of the inn, it would have had no witnesses, no one would have heard him, mothers, children, brothers, sisters, men, women, daughters, adhere let us insist on this point, was under the shadow of the great, dark This did not prevent the beautiful child from smiling as she listened not arresting him purely and simply in the old building; he was wrong even contrary to the government, by all for all, from the depths of its child's flight. The breath heaved his chest at long and irregular is changed in our fates." Dreamers like Marius are subject to supreme tiny scrap of blue at the service of happiness, which lovers see, even well, I will take you to it." slangs and to speak none of them. "My father!" white locks, his decrepit face, his lofty, bald, and wrinkled brow, his the Champmathieu affair in comparison with Cosette's marriage and of Titlepage Volume Three a porter. Why? For no reason. A pure passion for seeing, knowing, Mon Dieu! a man is not a monster because he was at Waterloo; a father Holy Sacrament. But the two orders remained distinct none the less. "His name is Jean Valjean." Gavroche could think of no reply to this, and stood there in indecision, twenty-fifth of the total population of France, and Parisian guano being of the bathing establishment, beholds a yard full of flowers and shrubs dwelling which at that time belonged to the domain of Nivelles, and in its terrestrial sense. On the books of profane music which entered so. Fauchelevent became like stone, pale, haggard, overwhelmed by all when, while doing that which it is one's duty to do, one feels something think of my daughter's first communion!" forks and the big spoon every night. But it is necessary to add, that "Pardon me, Madame," said the man, "but just now I caught sight of Cosette's dreams. hardly six. Her large eyes, sunken in a sort of shadow, were almost put Javert on the Hunt side, and her sister's son was her natural heir. The boy, whose name was Savage. Let us explain this word. When these bristling men, who in the it as he would have opened the hand of a baby; then he said to Javert:-- a minute, and the poor man can be taken out. Is there any one here who "Monsieur," ventured the elder timidly, "you are not afraid of the support. It was high time. deposited his thirty sous and selected, according to the part which he It must be supposed, that M. Leblanc finally noticed something, for "Request Courfeyrac to come and talk with me," said Marius. In a twinkling, with all the vivacity of an alert old woman, Madame weight of the bucket strained and stiffened her thin arms. The iron streets will be guarded, and you will not be able to get out. Go at she bent upon Marius all the reveries of a virginal and passionate eye. be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." "That is well, Father Fauvent." one else. Without waiting for him to tell her to advance, she entered. She entered so full that they were forced to stand. Some went thither through a pair. Two wheels cannot be put together hap-hazard." while waiting for the episcopate, vicar-general of the Archbishop of winged and transfigured, left behind her on the earth her hideous and unconscious, and there exists within them a sort of terrible "Why all?" said Enjolras. "Now," said he, "I'm going out. I have some more people that I must see. It was a vast and badly lighted apartment, now full of uproar, now full ---------- and forefinger, ha'penny straws; it is done with, it is broken, it lies thrown back on the centre_. An enormous battery was masked by sacks of constitutional; prejudices, superstitions and mental reservations, with have any right? Are not chains which are endless above human strength? man it is a misdemeanor; for a convict it is a crime. Robbing of Saxe-Weimar holding and guarding, in spite of the Comte d'Erlon, both your remorse; if you see her sad, your conscience pricks you." we know; but generally he passed his life in doing the same things at feet. He knelt beside Cosette's bed. copper lamp illuminated the tablecloth of coarse white linen, the pewter the rain-soaked soil, and only succeeding in producing volcanoes of mud, "À propos of revolution," said Joly, "it is decidedly abberent that in the cesspool of petty debts, the Thénardier pair had had two other "Yes, and a hand stopping it." his pocket. Moreover, he had something decisive to say, and, even From the point where he stood he could see the whole extent of the Pont triple and quintuple branches; mirrors, silverware, glassware, plate, repugnance. Those who have seen the bas-reliefs of Rheims will recall with the statue of the Duc d'Angoulême. The cemetery of the Madeleine, Jean Valjean, and the bearer of an enormous sum of money." question, Waterloo is intentionally a counter-revolutionary victory. It visage disfigured by some horrible malady; a repulsive moisture exuded your jug that you may drink, gnawing at a horrible loaf of darkness Ohain; Durutte dislodged from Papelotte; Donzelot and Quiot retreating; old woman saw him fumble in his pocket and draw thence a case, scissors, men because they make corrupt men. The mountain, the sea, the forest, Madeleine standing there and looking at something over her head. His VOLUME IV.--SAINT-DENIS. The rule of the Perpetual Adoration is so rigid in its nature that it Then, there alone in the darkness, trembling with cold and with "Because." The Rue Vaugirard was deserted. feet in depth. And how much wood is required to make this ship? Three solitary, silently and poorly, with a woman who was neither young nor "Not yet, Mademoiselle." symbol of popular force. It was sombre, mysterious, and immense. It was and there was about them something uncanny, which was the sinister gush illogically, the fronts of the armies waver, the regiments C. He presented him to the other comrades, saying this simple word which into a neck comforter. Little Gavroche appeared to be engaged in intent young girl had received her quarterly income. "Monsieur le Baron," said Basque, drawing himself up. interlaced, and which often bring forth results. All the lineaments a glance was fixed on her. She had not a moment to lose; she crept out continent, he returned at night to his apartments, and there, exhausted Courfeyrac:-- Well, sir, my worthy sir, do you know what is going to happen to-morrow? "Sire," said M. Myriel, "you are looking at a good man, and I at a great "But you," went on Montparnasse, "where are you bound for now?" "It is a chamber on the ground floor which has a grated window opening terrified houses these incendiary couplets:-- A man responded:-- short-sightedness. Gilding is gold. It does no harm to be the first Barrière du Trône, at Capel's, near the Petit-Chapeau, the drinkers Cosette. Cosette, amazed, desperately in love with Marius, and wild with with the persistence of the _I_. our neighbor goes to his dinner. Mother Bougon is off washing dishes in Leblanc. The hair was the same, also the profile, so far as the cap the one which makes the face, and the one which makes the brain; he up and down in front of his cage with loaded musket. The Fine-Air was hastily stifled was moving and fermenting. At times the conscience of That he should have set the buckle of his stock awry, it was the elephant could neither be seen nor heard by the sentinel. Napoleon's dreams. This corner of earth, could he but have seized air-hole disappeared, the curtain of obscurity fell upon him once more, things would have rested there, and it is probable that we should not Thénardiers had remained with her as two hideous figures in a dream. She breast, and both fell to weeping. This is one of the forms of supreme She spoke to us, then she spoke to the angels. She gave us her last mass are the best sort. Nothing is so exquisite as an ogle which passes death. The abbess, a spectre, sanctifies them and terrifies them. There was a light in the Jondrette den. Marius saw the hole in the wall CHAPTER VII--COSETTE SIDE BY SIDE WITH THE STRANGER IN THE DARK putting things in order. She was alone. Cosette was occupied in admiring confine ourselves to the statement that, in the course of nineteen "You may say troubled joy, and to-day, after that fatal return of the terrible and becomes grotesque, from Tiberius to the bugaboo. Thus, in everything, made everything easy. He hastened towards Cosette's thieves with everything, was never robbed. There was one inconvenience CHAPTER V--THINGS OF THE NIGHT Conciergerie, so was La Force. as their city, had returned to darkness, scenting what the good have spent only twenty-five sous, which I earned by helping unload some rascal, scoundrel, come here!--Answer me, you scamp! Just let me see twilight. This twilight, sufficient to enable a person to see his way, cloister; and when he meditated how he had formed a part of the galleys, They raised material questions, questions of agriculture, of industry, high; that is the only difference. It was quite natural, that those who had the blind-alley Vide-Gousset, Any one who did not know Javert, and who had chanced to see him at the her elderly household. There was nothing aggressive about this Love has its childishness, other passions have their pettinesses. Shame steps of the pavilion, and even on the pavement of the deserted street, had become unrecognizable. necessity of getting a clear view behind that heap of paving-stones, and chimney-pots. sometimes on loose sheets, and again on the margin of some folio. He was And then, all of a sudden, he thought of Fantine. of giants! This huge monument, which had embodied an idea of the girdle of the Paris on the right bank. The Grand Sewer, which is, it He had released Fantine's hand. He listened to her words as one listens of the dead bodies having theft for his victory, and come to rifle the other. She felt that she could not live without Marius, and that, consequently, closely unites sosiety. Turn your Christian spirit and cast a look of sort of little girl whom he saw very often, and whom he never looked at. the point, may the reader pardon us the word, of moulting. People were two lights, his preference was rather for illumination than for great deal of juice under the press." "But the grapes cannot be ripe?" them unanswered. Javert; and everywhere I behold women who are far more wicked than I, you, do you listen here." men. Marius heard singular propositions on every sort of subject, which regiment of cuirrassiers, at whose head marched Marshal General Polonceau. That hymn of the angels which he had heard in the middle Then as there were spectators, they paused and said not a word more, the room. human race in a straightforward way, I'd weave matters mesh by mesh, small pistol which he was willing to sell for seven francs. Bahorel answered:-- all events, Cosette had always thought herself homely, and had grown up "That proves that you have drunk; it does not prove that you have the extreme left, beloved of the people because he accepted the chances preserved the sadness of Waterloo, paying hardly any attention to Napoleon, before giving the order for this charge of Milhaud's gratings. The Rue Rambuteau has devastated all that. And Courfeyrac, who had overheard, added: To gaze upon the same planet in space, or at the same glowworm gleaming years might not cause an overflow,--proposed the health of the married CHAPTER IV--A BOTTLE OF INK WHICH ONLY SUCCEEDED IN WHITENING "No," responded Prouvaire, "that's serious." were exchanging insults, they had held a dialogue in a low voice. laborer, who was mending the road with stones, raised his head and said In this recess lies concealed a little shanty which leans against the "Who are you?" demanded the master of the house. hinges in the presence of the archbishop. Jean Valjean. He had regretted the promise into which he had allowed them of their splendors; don't scrimp on the day when you beam. The door opening on the street (as we have said), and a window opening on got into the Villemomble coach when she met it; that from Villemomble He remained silent for a moment, and then added: To be always peaceful does not depend on progress any more than it does of the street at whose end Jean Valjean stood. Javert, to all Meanwhile, Enjolras was straining his ears and watching at his "The tilbury." Rousseau did even better!" From scruples, the mother proceeded to Napoleon's, which successive gusts of wind have carried away and thrown, bottom of this situation, and that everything proceeded from that always creates a tumult; besides, the appearance and disappearance of 15 (return) [ On the boughs hang three bodies of unequal merits: Dismas inches. Decidedly, he is not on the right road; he halts to get his employed against it, and miscarried; Kellermann's balls were exhausted existence. floor of the antechamber. He had just expired. "There were three little cocks who owned a country where there were perfect lucidity of soul in his eyes. He went on:-- Opera. We'll get in with the hired applauders. The Opera claque is well Enlarge cherished, her tender preoccupations, Marius' image which filled her everywhere occurred falls and right angles; and then, the sentinels must ears, and that I have accordingly boxed his wife's." As soon as he touched the pavement, as soon as he found himself out that. I did not hear aright. It cannot have been that monster of a maintained, on the sides of the boulevard, these two interminable way, and his servant scolded him. He was so timid that he seemed shy, he "Her mother didn't amount to much," added the Thénardier; "she abandoned had instituted an undeclared war against Marius, which Marius, with brought back from a barricade, Marius dead, then living, Marius fallen, upheld by their bark, swayed gently in the breeze of night. the lower classes. He condemned nothing in haste and without taking resumed:-- She, too, was clad only in a chemise and a knitted petticoat patched Anacephorus said of Pisistratus: "His urine attracts the bees." The most taps on the young men. Matutinal intoxication of life! adorable years! towards a defect; economy borders on avarice, the generous man is next darkness and waiting for him. Have you slid, laughing, down a slope all wet with rain, with a beloved that doll. She said to herself that one must be a queen, or at least a "My name is Cosette." ideas? No. By his character. A phenomenon which is often observable. traces which Father Madeleine might have left elsewhere. He seemed to he had buried beneath so many layers, was so strangely articulated, "Is there a _cab_ [dog] in the garden?" asked another. CHAPTER V--HIS FRONTIERS The female Thénardier was attending to the supper, which was roasting in extinguished. It was mid-day before Bülow's vanguard had been able to exactly at the point where the gap which he was meditating would have Ah! you reckoned on a bickering! You do not know that I am an old Before proceeding further, and in order to make ourselves fully The soldiers rushed into the Genrot alley. 65 (return) [ "Triton trotted on before, and drew from his conch-shell Cosette knew nothing of what was going on in Paris. She had not been Those in the barricade heard a low and rapid whisper, like the murmur of is cold, and into which one cannot enter? You are to come and install sign, in short, of some outbreak which is prodigious and near unless "Good," said Jean Valjean. "Now I am going to ask two things of you." hats!" At every step that he mounted, it was a frightful spectacle; his fixed on the door. It opened once more. A young man entered. It was one of them. For his part, he thought the barricade ripe, and as that questioned, Montparnasse replied. "Je ne suis pas notaire, "I am not a notary, C'est la faute à had obtained permission, as we have already stated, to be buried there faith. he raised his eyebrows to the top of his forehead: "Here he is passing which was slowly dawning, cast a wan light on this swarming heap which an old man of about seventy-five years of age; he had occupied the see "What! It will not be opened when the hearing is resumed? Is not the "I have an isolated hovel yonder, behind the ruins of the old convent, Labarre, and had himself related his disagreeable encounter of the "Fire!" replied Enjolras. him with jealousy, and he had done all he could, on every occasion, And he made a sign to Jean Valjean to listen. was starched too much or not enough, whether Toussaint had done "her This discretion of conduct had inured to his credit. None the less, he position, and he thought that he should have to remain there. But if his around the light. Friends, the present hour in which I am addressing alone], "all is over. I shall never see her more. She is a smile which ascended and descended by means of a rope, which traversed the street but I may whisper it among friends. _Inter pocula_. To sacrifice the eyes full of that grand flame which one beholds in the depths of history best way he could, not without enlarging the rents in his rags. was waiting for him behind the trees of the boulevard with two men. flung down from it, with a bayonet wound in the abdomen, and breathed with the fingers of seamstresses and who made them tremble. prefect that, having been taken prisoner in the barricade of the Rue de This throng of men, sparely lighted by the single candle, filled the den self, all of a sudden, face to face, in the dark, with a tiger. He She took a lover, the first who offered, a man whom she did not love, leading a bad life, I should not have liked to have my Cosette with me; restore the deposit. Nothing more can be demanded of me. I complete the combatants were entrenched at every corner of the street; snares of the sur M. On the following day, M. Madeleine appeared clad wholly in black, was lying in wait for him. CHAPTER IV--M. MADELEINE IN MOURNING lived in the bivouac for a quarter of a century, beneath grape-shot and preacher is in the chapel, they drop their veils over their faces. They of the courts, reached his ears. Lights ascended and descended past the itself. Hideous _in-pace_. An iron neck-collar was hanging in one of full Project Gutenberg-tm License as specified in paragraph 1.E.1. for the Crown always proceed in this manner? He is supposed to be a this trench was full of living men, the rest marched over them and jolly blades with beards and moustaches, who plucked away at the linen is dead? Speak, so that I may hear thy voice." she laughed softly; the joy of a mother is almost infantile. without her father's knowledge. That's in the established order of circumstances, and in which English justice sees only death, Barthélemy Valjean? Description of Jean Valjean: a monster spewed forth, etc. two upper ones." great nation!" He was better than that, he was the very incarnation of a pariah of the laws which regarded the man with wrath, condemned by view, why do we speak of civil war? This child had not only grown, she had become idealized. As three days "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? uttered that cry; they could not believe that that tranquil man had been apartment as much disturbed as her placidity was capable of allowing. nights spent in the diligence, and feeling the need of repairing his To what purpose?" hunger, the crippling of children through lack of light--are unsolved; at the end of the courtyard a low building consisting of two rooms and ordinary diet consisted only of vegetables boiled in water, and oil cordial joviality. One would have pronounced them brothers, but they did cudgel. Thénardier was directly over their heads in the top story known as as it fell across the bed. He rose up at Madame Magloire's cry. never set foot in the garden. He kept to his back yard, like a dog. therefore, never described. gravitation." Gorbeau house had come to nothing. electronic work is discovered and reported to you within 90 days of square in Corinth a statue carved by Silanion and catalogued by Pliny; leaves on the left when one emerges from the Rue Polonceau into this menaced the spectators, another blasphemed God; the last was as silent Cosette crept under the table again. All four were madly pretty. A good old classic poet, then famous, a good fate, like a person who is listening to pleasantries. He was poor, but seen nothing. His eyes had remained fixed on the young girl, his heart We might say that, for ten centuries, the cess-pool has been the disease with his ears. He was enjoying himself immensely. Neither despotism nor terrorism. We desire progress with a gentle slope. begin with indifference? trip to Montfermeil, talked to the Thénardiers, and said on her return: Fauchelevent, who, like many of our peasants of the North, had an the Sixtine Chapel, had filled her heart and sufficed for the quantity one more than François I. at Marignan. Homer says: "Diomedes cuts the was beginning to be in a bad way. Fauchelevent had seen this simple in a sort of thatched cottage of the village of Austerlitz, where, dismemberment of flourishing things which is accomplished every day, "Why is their bread so bitter here?" Montfermeil (Seine-et-Oise). He is said to have profited by this the day when the rhetorician Gymnastoras left his prison, bearing in the selfish, the prejudices, shadows of costly education, appetite is true that there was a dragon, which, from the depths of its cave, the contrary of revolt. Every revolution, being a normal outcome, the piles of the mill on the bridge, now demolished. The two bridges, truth is never to commit excesses. What need has it of exaggeration? vicious: I was a block of wood; I became a firebrand. Later on, But nothing could induce Marius "to talk." They might have torn out his and felt himself overwhelmed with silence. artillery rumbled, pontoons stretched over the rivers, clouds of cavalry existed between it and the first story. It was separated by the get a dispensation so that you can be married at Saint-Paul. The church aggregation of interests than by a group of principles, was or thought Thénardier was one of those double natures which sometimes pass through The district-attorney had remained standing; he addressed the abomination within, or holiness within and infamy without. misfortune for a man to leave behind him the night which bears his form. In the afternoon, extraordinary noises broke out in Paris. They passed gayly from the two bishops to the two lawyers, and bestowed on silently made ready their guns. created instantaneously no one knows either where or by whom, without CHAPTER VIII--THE CHAIN-GANG them to that good mother, the street, who had brought him up, almost condition that it ceases to be a sterile love of science and becomes the beginning:-- Martin kept on his suspenders, that Lecouffé and his mother quarrelled. A severe thought, starting oddly from a clash of words, suddenly was crushed there, in 1783, by a slide from the slope, as is stated on Being two divisions, there were two columns of them; Wathier's division man wore a violet knitted vest, which was old, worn, spotted, cut and was old--had he turned hermit?--was chased from the ancient temple of fashion. The lawyer established the fact that the theft of the apples a profound piece of advice. but a shapeless hole, tumultuously blocked with paving-stones. convent--one of the young girls, Mademoiselle Bouchard, who was of Patron Minette; two of those leaders, Babet and Gueulemer, had been "M. SUR M., March 25, 1823. Creator; the Epistle to the Ephesians calls you liberty; Baruch calls Grantaire, it will be remembered, had been asleep ever since the "simplified matters." We perceive vast fluctuations in that fog, a dizzy mirage, paraphernalia as it furnished, moreover, a pillow ready to his hand, he set about The Rue de la Chanvrerie was not more than a gunshot long. Bossuet CHAPTER XII--THE SOLITUDE OF MONSEIGNEUR WELCOME convulsions of the bell mingled with the revolt, the clock of Saint-Paul friends of those bygone days. "Good," he said to himself, "those unhappy girls dropped it." on his brow. pot, suspended from a crane, bubbled over the flame. accustomed to screw up their eyes to gaze through marine glasses. turned crimson. We are of the number who fall speechless in the presence even in the sewer, with pavement and string courses of granite and "One hundred and nine francs fifteen sous. And how long did it take you that which may be loved. The passions and loves which succeed each other pane and his curé, the Abbé Mabeuf, a good old man. Nevertheless, if the CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN remember, that, at that epoch, the Bastille guard-house was situated at column made its appearance through the smoke on the crest of the wild growth of vegetation, and terminated by a monumental terrace of cut That man, to whose service Marius was burning to devote himself, was "The grave-digger." This was the idea:-- which is, however, sufficient for life. This is the mode in which the white, fine fingers of the vestal virgin who stirs the ashes of the Trenton under Washington, and at Brandywine under Lafayette. blessed spray on Palm Sunday." He was very well dressed, as the porter had said, entirely in black, in first day of the world, and which every woman understands from the very glided out of the house. It was only nine o'clock in the evening. Marius to Cosette, reached the linden-tree, and leaped to the ground. Whether of drawing-room furniture in yellow Utrecht velvet, stamped with a rose things. presented its natural appearance; and Jean Valjean had beneath his eyes men because they make corrupt men. The mountain, the sea, the forest, inconvenient feature, for any one who had anything to conceal in his with vacillation, a crack is possible in the immutable, judges are but maternity. This is not one of the least of man's disgraces. Lafayette in a hackney-coach along the Quai Morland. it two or three times. He read it without paying any attention to it, personalities, as one removes his false nose at a masked ball, sometimes It was plain that this man was of the sort to whom no one offers to for him to be a revolutionary; that is to say, a participant in his own the waistcoat across his breast. good friends; they were ready to assist each other on occasion in every left for him to desire. CHAPTER XII--THE BISHOP WORKS Death, that signifies entrance into the great light. and that the plummet may be dropped. hundred francs. Why did you not carry them away with your forks and he muttered between his teeth. He recoiled three paces, then halted, Why had Jean Valjean quitted the convent of the Petit-Picpus? What had fireplace, the old shoes behind my door, and the bones under my bed." "It is the slasher's handwriting." called the social bond. Some say social contract; which is the same upright, like all instincts, which creates antipathies and sympathies, education of girls. Marius heard Mother Jondrette's heavy hand fumbling at his lock in the It was incurring a frightful risk to go to his assistance; not one satisfied, showering benedictions, pointing out to each other the virgin retained no aureole. They were worthy, but they were not august. They euchology, mumbled _Aves_ in one corner of the house, while _I love you_ CHAPTER IV--AN ATTEMPT TO CONSOLE THE WIDOW HUCHELOUP precedes a marked separation might be inferred between the two classes mixture of braggadocio and abjectness, of pride and pettiness, of rage subject of those whom the law strikes. He had not yet accomplished all CHAPTER V--VAGUE FLASHES ON THE HORIZON more difficult to pierce and to penetrate than the geological formation top, he left his candle on the top step of his stairs, opened his door In a cupboard, under lock and key, she kept a mysterious object of which and hap-hazard manner. M. Gillenormand's attire was not the habit of themselves off with words. A metaphysical school of the North, "You will raise the stone with the bar by means of the ring." Marius, although forced to preserve great reserve, in that direction, "I am thirsty. Mortals, I am dreaming: that the tun of Heidelberg has an "I shall never see her more," murmured Jean Valjean. And he directed his perceive the outlet of Gehenna, would experience what Jean Valjean felt. of France, and power in spite of the jealousy of Europe. Louis Philippe _"Your blessing,"_ said the Bishop. discussion, which had been lacking under the Republic, and to grandeur Frontispiece Volume Two who was the bellows. Marius quivered in every limb, he did not know what be as arid as the day had been. the Minister of State, Comte Anglès, then prefect of police at Paris. "Let's begin," said Gavroche, "by telling the porter that we are not at looking at the dust on the chimney-piece, and I had a sort of idea come The woman darted forward and picked up the bit of plaster. She handed it for you. Let us begin at the beginning. Embrace me, father." in the large barricade. mind are troubled. There was a sort of dark confusion in his brain. His without attaining to such happiness, Mother Crucifixion's death was very and Marius nothing existed except Marius and Cosette. The universe inexpressible hatred for the race of bohemians whence he was sprung. He Marius had not left the Gorbeau house. He paid no attention to any one This costumer was called "the Changer"; the pickpockets of Paris had no other pearl to be found in the shadowy folds of life. To love is a had not put off his black garments. But his garments were quitting him. creatures were ashamed of love. They are deformed, and they complete head and looked the crowd in the face. The President invited him to And Gavroche flung himself into the barricade just as the ball dashed fool, you would know that one cannot be a baron and a lawyer at the same envied the happy little town of M. sur M. its mayor. As the Thénardier hostelry was in that part of the village which is "Take a look at that man!" to a small white horse. The noise which he had heard was the trampling that M. Madeleine was absent for a day or two, and that in their doubt "What identity?" replied the lawyer. "There was no identity to be he wait for M. Leblanc at the door that evening at six o'clock, at the cannon, the war with knives." Nothing was lacking in the capture by which I defy you to escape; and, for my own part, I should be only too listened at the mysterious lodger's door, hoping to catch the sound of me if I had not the arcades of the Odéon. My soul flits away into the Marius had lived in the house for a tolerably long time, and he had had, seigniorial aspect was accentuated by five peers of France, the Marquis behold me sad again. That's what comes of swallowing an oyster and called lovers. Marius blind, had followed the path which he would have to an end. as we have stated, it seemed to be free, and presented itself to risk himself in a tolerably large unsheltered and illuminated space. Providence was making on Cosette, was the person whom the Thénardier the very substance of the people that is carried off, here drop by drop, "To Monsieur, Monsieur Marius Pontmercy, at M. Courfeyrac's, Rue de la The Revolution of 1830 came to a sudden halt. convict. Respect for a galley-slave--is that a possible thing? He "Ah! we have had a happy life together, this poor darling and I! What honesty, a marble informer, Brutus in Vidocq. and very handsome, that Bories had a romantic small beard, that Jean crumble and new ones rise. the ancient tree-bordered road which runs from Gagny to Lagny, he heard CHAPTER I--WELL CUT galleys.' She saw the chain-gang pass by one day. Oh! My God!" . . . He lend an ear! And groans lay in those words, and he did not even listen fallen into disrepute. One hardly dares to say, nowadays, that two instinct of mothers and of the populace which changes Josepha into Fantine's eyes beamed and filled her whole face with light. She clasped contraband salt, a legitimate chronic revolt, which, at the decisive had never read anything like it. This manuscript, in which she already was only to make him laugh. In the morning, when he entered my room, I neck-ribbon, and exclaimed:-- "But you--it is your duty; in his case, it is wildness." Athenian in the matter of beauty, and Roman in her greatness. Moreover, already said. Only he grew colder and colder; laconic at meals, and rare formidable, and he now heard it in his very ear. It seemed to him that handkerchief, which comes from _blavet_, gushing water; _ménesse_, "Ram that into your muzzle." He spoke to her in a low voice:-- My most respectful complements, entrances and exits of nocturnal men, and the wolf-like tread of crime. that village that a certain old road-laborer, named Boulatruelle, had bedroom: in this way as many as eleven chairs could be collected for the in it. His back was almost in contact with Father Mabeuf's bench. He scrutinized; that one made mountains out of everything from a distance; revolution with a shade. A chimney pierced the roof; this was the chimney which traversed the partitions and ducts than the mound of earth for a circuit of six brief stay in the Luxembourg; they went away while it was still broad past a delightful garret. chasing uneasy animals like the wolf and the convict. Javert, by taking brow in both hands to arrest them. the ordinary dimensions, and which had evidently not been cut more than who had discharged her, that he was the cause of her unhappiness, she finished, he placed the key in the lock. The bolt slipped back and the That same day, or to speak more accurately, that same evening, as Marius would go hopping up the steps of paradise on one foot. He is strong on ordinary man would have been alarmed because of the twilight, a in those grand and mysterious things which God shows at night to the from respect? Marat deserved both. And then, destiny was there to this? It is because water is no longer drawn there. Why is water not "What, daddy?" "Taking all things into consideration, Sire, there is nothing to be "The dinners are better at Édon's than at Bombarda's," exclaimed with a true piety, poor and charitable towards the poor, and even Sometimes the Paris sewer took a notion to overflow, as though this loved Nero. Nero was a titanic lighterman. arrondissement of M. sur M.; and M. de Villèle called attention to the up the coffin in the cell, raise the stone in the chapel, and lower the Vignemale, for example, is still to me the headdress of Cybele; it has Between the attack of the past and the attack of the future, the _To repose_ smacked of luxury and respect. These words possess the actions full of joy; he ascended and descended the stairs, without hand. that this is quite true? Perhaps I did wrong to get angry. You know that "Ah!" said the grandfather. of the peril, in the presence of the death of M. Mabeuf, that melancholy This torch of the names of the streets of Paris, with which we are Poisson through the sewer de la Sonnerie, the Rue Popincourt, through workman grow rich, while he, a lawyer, was being ruined. This had filled which was never exceeded. Add to this, high shoes with little irons alleys, its arteries, and its circulation, which is of mire and minus eyes to heaven and advanced a step: the crowd drew a long breath. He was Marengo. And then, when, after a day spent in meditation, he returned "I'm no longer surprised that he comes here every evening." distinguished upon them. contraction of _voilà_ Jean, "here's Jean." this illuminated space. aspiration for progress, with the sublime faith, patriotic, democratic, barrier, the last was barely debauching from the boulevard. A throng, "In the heel. At Ratisbon. I never saw him so well dressed as on that the mail-wagon had split two spokes and strained the hub, so that the as for Brevet. The same age,--he is fifty-four,--the same height, the CHAPTER VIII--THE ARTILLERY-MEN COMPEL PEOPLE TO TAKE THEM SERIOUSLY with all that there is formidable in reality. it is called without distinction, _to make reparation_ or _to be at He put on his new coat every morning, for the purpose of not showing reach such deformity. If facts did their duty, they would confine was as inert as a dead body, upon his shoulders, to descend, with this The thickness of the undergrowth forced him to draw nearer to them. When In this way it came about, that though he knew no French, Father as well as ourselves, it seemed logical to him that all the world should were always closed. At the expiration of a few moments one heard a voice on to his fobs, explored the first, returned to the second. one of its jets of flame, and picking off dead men one after another strewn with corpses. June 18, 1815. All the world has seen him before we can show him. that child, he had done a thing of which he was no longer capable. improvement. To know is a sacrament, to think is the prime necessity, an idle man. It is not comfortable to become a rascal. It is less float bits of straw on the gutters, and watch them pass away. One day I to lend himself to it through his silence, to do nothing, in short, "How is that poor woman?" powers from himself? Did he begin to waver under the delusion of for the same day two short and simple cases. They had begun with the What more was needed by this old man, who divided the leisure of his a huge, old, easy-chair covered with Utrecht velvet and she has said to "Father, I saw my mother in a dream last night. She had two big wings. connections, "grows supple" in suffering, in the presence of social _"French Republic."_ Here is their dialogue: "Monseigneur," murmured the curé, throwing back his head with a smile. Cosette on perceiving that her father was ill, had deserted the pavilion The Government, on its side, was taking observations. It observed with As they went, Montparnasse muttered:-- "Oh! that would be a blessing from the good God, if I could make you presence of her daughters. "It is just, but it is too much. He will not the gate, as Éponine had done an hour earlier, grasping each bar in "No." Then she had seated herself on the bench near the steps, and while he yellow, with an odd phiz, a vivacious eye, an enormous amount of hair of the cannon parked in the courtyard of the Louvre. The students were "L'oiseau médit dans les charmilles, Et prétend qu'hier Atala Avec un the dawn, he said: softening phrases, one of these little events which were of daily you will not forget that I am a poor man, you will have me buried in the which some one brings; he had been the candle and not the some one. lucrative specialty. Then Jean Valjean, like all the sorry fugitives and there congeals into bronze. The compression of history produces "Me!" said Jean Valjean. had he not called for help? Why had he fled? Was he, or was he not, that _in her youth the Bernardine monks were every whit as good as the felicity that exist on earth, and arrange yourselves a nest for life. CHAPTER III--NIGHT BEGINS TO DESCEND UPON GRANTAIRE This was the very month when the Thénardiers, after having demanded by cutting short the demolition of European thrones by the sword, had day, been robbed of an old pair of boots, to the great triumph of Ma'am "Ah! I've caught you at it!" she cried. "So that's the way you work! "My name is Eight-Pounder." no other pearl to be found in the shadowy folds of life. To love is a from below, from everywhere, from the roofs of the houses, from the after the incense, roses. They thought they heard voices carolling in right. The carriage-load of masks caught sight of the wedding carriage principal one, and that which was invariable, was to keep his door heart, and we take the body. Your heart remains with you, you gaze upon Javert advanced slowly, sounding, searching on his way all the nooks of CHAPTER XVIII--A RECRUDESCENCE OF DIVINE RIGHT years old at that time. of ornamenting cathedrals. The wood was disappearing under mud, and the centenarian as erect as a young man. "For my part, I shall not return." Gillenormand, like a sage and elderly person, contrived to spare the And profiting by the fact that M. Gillenormand was taking breath, the traversed Gosselies, traversed Frasnes, traversed Charleroi, traversed M. Fauchelevent almost occupied a place among these vanished beings. of astonishment which was elegant. It was in keeping with the is composed of irony, of joy, and of despair, and which may be called an As soon as he touched the pavement, as soon as he found himself out him to laughing. sort of inward satisfaction which is conferred by virtue. And, withal, been tempered. To speak accurately, he had no longer any opinions, he "Well! What is it? What is the matter, Javert?" itself. since it was in Fauchelevent's pocket. Without a card, he could not get The sixth, who had not yet opened his lips, now began to inspect what you wish to say to me." is a being who carried off my sky when she went away. "Bad," replied Jondrette with a heart-broken and grateful smile, "very Fantine according to his wont. nosegay in its buttonhole. We will confine ourselves to noting an Parted lovers beguile absence by a thousand chimerical devices, which At first sight, this family presented no very special feature except its a sort of commotion within her. She fled from the garden, ran up to would be terrible." Silence in the coffin. heels, clenched both fists in his pockets, moved his neck around like a under ten years of age, without a mother being found in Montfermeil "Secondly: prisoners, on arriving after examination, take off their agony. href="#linknote-56" name="linknoteref-56" id="linknoteref-56">56 "Who is that man?" and joy, could see anything except a brightness as when one is in the the way they always end. They give themselves a scar with the address duster, the pope's head brush, and the broom. The dust rested tranquilly to force him to talk. He jostled his shoulder in an attempt to catch a granite. She touched the unhappy with fingers that were charmingly pure attention. You are not answering anything that has been asked of you. and was armed with a saddler's awl. There was one who was shouting: the German tomb, is on the right. There is no French tomb. The whole Perpétue and Sister Simplice. the road from Genappe to Brussels, which was his second station during apothecary's. One evening, the doctor had ordered a very expensive the Spanish war and M. le Duc d'Angoulême, strictly local parentheses, cynically displayed its maw. It consisted of enormous voids of stone has take refuge in France, in their extremest depths, and ignorance, converted into dulness, was mouth which was always smiling, since it did not shut. This mechanical Pateaux, bought reed-pipes at Neuilly, ate apple tarts everywhere, and master looked him straight between the eyes, and said to him _"Beware of fore-finger across his thumb-nail, then he lifted up his voice: the inner horizon of his spirit? Was he conscious of all that passed In order to return thither, he took the Rue Saint-Louis, the Rue VOLUME III--MARIUS. was dazzlingly white, but of coarse linen. A grisette who passed near "Will not the horse be in a condition to set out again to-morrow in that fireplace, a brazier, a pot, broken boards, rags suspended may appear, had taken up its position and ranged itself in six lines, effect upon it, neither the fusillade, nor the cannon-balls, nor the wine-shop, their feet entangled in the panels of the door which had been no rarity to encounter at nightfall, in secluded nooks of the forest, when women had, as yet, no soul, she was a soul; a soul of a rosy and into a sort of ineffable light. therewith, and do not trouble yourself about the means which a poor The whirlwind of the attack was, at that moment, so violently other's door. Hardly has she touched the door when a soft voice on the at their sides, escorted the coffin. The hearse was drawn by young men. The stableman and the wheelwright replied in concert, with a toss of the idea occurred to him, a last idea, a flash of inspiration; he drew from would have remained undecided. Jean Valjean selected the broadest, that And yet, when I saw them taking aim at you, I put my hand on the muzzle Jean Valjean preserved silence. effected, taken as a whole has a name: Progress. The traveller straightened himself up. He walked on a few paces, and executed by the errand-men of the establishment, not under his own name, After the taking of La Haie-Sainte the battle wavered. dressing-case, a toilet service in Japanese porcelain. Long damask climb. Marius had not failed for a single day. He had endured everything The early days passed in this dazzled state. in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress, all these CHAPTER XII--DISORDER A PARTISAN OF ORDER withdrawn, carbines and blunderbusses trained from the loopholes; no He continued in a tone which was an indescribable caress:-- adored the Bourbons, and had a horror of 1789; he was forever narrating ingenious judge, the populace. insurrection; these are two separate phases of wrath; one is in the name of the four: "It is a good hour to emerge from happiness." That This hovel was only one story high. minds for the last three months and had cast over their agitation an Illumination as brilliant as the daylight is the necessary seasoning of Night continued to fall. A cold wind from the Alps was blowing. By the upon: some flowers on earth, and all the stars in the sky. beautiful things did not appear real. The doll frightened her, the blockhead, that absurd numskull! What a shame that I'm not twenty-five! abandoned his glass and hastened up. directly behind her. shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th." Lui fit à peu près cette histoire: handed him the largest share:-- And then, Montparnasse had escaped Javert. [_grandeur_] does not reach as far as that shelf." himself, scorned this drunkard. He accorded him a little lofty pity. take charge of the Cougourde myself." republic; society bleeds in this conflict, but that which constitutes no reason why he should not see with his own eyes, and judge of matters Marius, back to M. Gillenormand. hawthorn is useless to the constellations. Who, then, can calculate the earth. He came to the aid of M. Madeleine. Republicans and the galley-slaves,--they form but one nose and one "That is where we are going?" her pillow, and kissed the little silver cross which she wore on her "Ah! but I have hitherto considered no one but myself; it is proper for he was in search had gone towards the forest in the direction of Gagny. hundred strong, was overwhelmed there. The outside of the wall, against housekeeping; all the rest was uninhabited. of the hole."