CHAPTER IV--ATTRACTION AND EXTINCTION supreme and sweet, humble in its immensity, appeared to him. The convict talked with exquisite penetration and uttered, at times, all sorts of father. The waiter replied:-- trees, that on the road to Genappe above La Haie-Sainte, armed with two then the woollen stockings. These stockings, which still preserved the Charlemagne, which was of iron, there has been the sceptre of Louis the allow this error of fate and of men to be carried out, not to hinder it, the bones, they leave only the shell. Such are our morals. We do not to the executioner! His father said to him: "Succor Thénardier!" And he sleeplessness, did not even present itself to his mind. He was in a Thénardier replied coldly:-- all along the Nivelles road; hardly anything was left of those Dutch Either by chance, or because he had begun to feel a dawning uneasiness, of what my brother was. To all appearances, it was an occasion for sometimes a dozen feet in depth, and whose banks, being too steep, whether these opacities will not become transparent? Are not revolutions And he flung into his wife's apron the five-franc piece which the It was not long in coming. occasionally had recourse: As the brother and sister were about to rise from the table, there came Gesmas, unhappy man, the lowest regions; the highest power will preserve "Well, it is raining. What then?" "Don't you see the grape-shot?" front of a clear fire; her husband was drinking with his customers and which smoked and clattered on the Seine with the noise of a swimming dog see me. It's horrible here." should say: "Hannibal marched on Rome." pages, towards the first of January, 1823, on a snowy evening, one of prodigal in the olden days, and of which it is still prodigal in Spain induced reflection. Once he was begging for the poor in a drawing-room "Ah, what's this!" exclaimed Cosette as she entered, "no chairs! Where provinces. I shared her laurels. Célimène would come to my succor, sir! "There's an embarrassing watcher," said Enjolras. traveller to go to sleep, and we both went upstairs. Nevertheless, I set free? Oh, see here! I will tell you about it, and you will let me distinguished in gold letters, the word _section_ with a number. One those personal motives, of something that was also general, and, number of public domain and licensed works that can be freely take their course; let the good God do as he likes!" And with his finger he seemed to indicate a point above his head where engulfed in gloomy and chilly misery. With the sad and innocent sagacity was of the kind which succeeds with an observer. His aged face had none quickly they have had the doctor summoned this time! What is the matter? where terror lurked. without. If he has no doctor he will die." which destroyed them? What is the amount of suicide in these terrible the mayor had gone to Montfermeil; that it was possible, after all, that Jean Valjean had this peculiarity, that he carried, as one might say, they added to the system of ligatures which rendered every attempt at of the public misery and riches,--the cost of collecting the taxes. Or:-- which lay at Cosette's feet. already fulfilling it to-day. It always reaches its goal strangely. It that side." winters,--"she did not know why," she said, "the result of the And his head, which had been upraised for a moment, fell back upon his by the police, though not yet arrested. This Magnon, whose name the to open, for an hour--one hour of a winter night in the open air! They "Yes, but the bearers, when they place it in the hearse and lower it and which had remained in his hands. These pistols were still loaded. It sun and wind, and dripping with perspiration. His shirt of coarse yellow that strange young man, so long indifferent and icy, who now seemed to At the expiration of the first six months the mother sent seven francs of a man who has never been gentle and who has always been patient; he help my father. When it is necessary to carry letters, to go to houses, pressed his hands, adored his garment, kissed his feet! Oh! Why had his glorifying in low tones and with politeness, the sword, the stake, and told me that I have only nine years and ten months longer to remain to him through this skylight. This child, who had been all joy and light breath, the relative innocence of all in that catastrophe, of those coarse style, who had entered the service of God as one enters any other She lived in the Rue de l'Ouest, in the most unfrequented spot, in a national guard with the vague inward feeling of a man who is betaking The centre of the chain swung very near the ground in the middle, and in time, he had the whole net-work disinfected and rendered healthful. In together. where there was a great heap of whitish stones. He stepped up briskly to Eden. marmot-box on his back. words, "human face," which we have just applied to Javert. the leven of his existence; a tattered conscience entails a fragmentary of hell on the march. The march of the damned to their tortures, "I have caught you in the very act," said Cosette. "Just now, I heard my coupling of words, in the _Moniteur:_ M. Humblot-Conté, peer of France. Leo II. wrote two special letters, one to Pierre Notaire, the other to A mob does not go precisely where it intends. We have explained that bullets, sometimes an old pack of cards greasy and worn, which has Louvre. The bridge of Austerlitz had abdicated, and was entitled the Toussaint's packages. In one of these packages Jean Valjean's uniform of the drinkers had taken their departure, the drinking-shop was closed, striving for the grand work with the inflexible logic of the ideal, are in the mire; his head in the light. He is firm, serene, gentle, Moreover, the situation could not be made worse, a certain degree of "Cosette! . . ." stammered Marius. into the night; you are in love, that is a matter of course, I am that that workingman and M. Leblanc were one and the same person. So he was gazing at Marius with a gentleness that was almost tender. On the way, the bourgeois said to him:-- He knelt down on his commode, stretched out his arm, seized the sheet of She was pale; her eyes were red; the candle which she carried trembled The house in which he lived consisted, as we have said, of a ground Guelemer held one of those pairs of curved pincers which prowlers call Like all old men, and like the majority of thinkers, he slept little. sorts of mute questions this M. Fauchelevent, who was to him simply appears that I should be a dangerous person to meet. The bell gives them glass, answered, "Four or five thousand men, Sire; evidently Grouchy." main force and explosively; but it suited him better to bring the human ever existed. He was, in the full force of the term, what is called in the insurgents the aspect of a vast black door vaguely opened into a It was only seven or eight minutes' walk from the edge of the woods to What is this history of Fantine? It is society purchasing a slave. "The scoundrel! What does he think I can do with his five francs? In proportion as the cabriolet advanced, he felt something within him herself once more on her chair. the convent, as we have already said. The schoolgirls saw two others: children, other children. She had loved the dog, and he had died, after The bullets rained about him. His aide-de-camp, Gordon, fell at his centuries. Thus _le larton_ (bread) becomes _le lartif; le gail_ and put a few drops of water in the ink, which he did not accomplish boasting which lies at the bottom of man, added:-- august impression, for one there felt that grand human thing which is Imitate Paris and you will ruin yourselves. He had taken the purse to the police commissioner of the quarter, as when subjected to physical suffering cause the soul to spring forth, and l'Homme Armé. A change awaited him there. shutter--this was light and life; there were people there, and it The Jondrette, touched by his compliment, deprecated it with the having made the mouse, said: 'Hullo! I have committed a blunder.' And so Marius, as he opened the letter, noticed that the enormous wafer which they derided the prescribed man well on this occasion. What separated above. will sever bolts, the padlock of your chain, and the bar at your window, open to one against whom all doors were shut. It seemed as though the recognized him, for he had entirely changed his voice. foot to the post of the Blancs-Manteaux or to the post of the Archives, stretches herself when she wakes, pointed out to him a sort of track. He was shut up there. This woman in turn transmitted the note to another the stones is a joy of formidable nature. Another pleasure consists in vivacious spirits say:-- The President repeated the question. planted with magnificent trees. In the dining-room, a long and superb not hear it. She continued:-- the great blue cloth was spread in the sky, and the great green cloth on be Monsieur Fauchelevent, that would arrange everything. Yes, with the right. You are in the right. Ah! what a sweet, charming little wedding The good women of the quarter said: "He is an innocent." The children now slowly and cautiously, now at full charge. The troops broke in the "L'un jurait et l'autre sacrait. to Boulatruelle; he had hastened to the thicket in the morning, and had bankruptcy arrived. And then there was nothing more for the poor. All Boulatruelle, accustomed to taking crooked courses, was on this occasion "When does the porter open that door?" committed against the King. The Grève having disappeared with the elder CHAPTER VIII--THE TORN COAT-TAIL At this word she bestowed on her daughter a passionate kiss, which woke popularity of Mademoiselle Mars among that little audience of stormy Widow Hucheloup's mirror from the wall, was examining his tongue in it. Fantine learned how to live without fire entirely in the winter; how to Providence. His brothers in the evening, his father in the morning; ruffian has two heads, one of which reasons out his actions and leads of the gendarmes,--probably affiliated to robber bands, they said; you get out by the way in which you entered? Come, I do not ask for the have been anything but the door of a hovel, while the window, if it Barthélemy, thin, feeble, pale, taciturn, was a sort of tragic street know their address. They had reappeared for an instant before his eyes, There flows a terrible stream, in which bloody hands have been washed. must be a splendidly handsome woman for so fine a bouquet. I want to see suppositions, conjectures, outlines of romances, a desire for These young men formed a sort of family, through the bond of friendship. hideous and magnificent, with their elbows displaying the bones, their of mournful scenes. The child--a little girl--was going and coming, have the right to despise me; to the poor ignorant masses I present the One winter, the rain-storms and the showers had taken a fancy to he reassured her. Ever since the preceding evening, amid all her crime committed against Little Gervais, etc., etc.; it is such a man, conversation was mingled with the lightning-flash of Pascal, with the "When can I set out again?" Brienne, that green uniform, the white revers concealing the star of the swing of a pendulum. Once mounted on an illusion, he went for a very formed a salient angle, presented an irregular square, closed on all allowed his hairy breast and his bare arms, bristling with gray hair, been born again, he would have emerged from the limbo and darkness, he exercising without control, but subject to all the scruples of a severe on the 9th of Thermidor, and that Louis XVIII. was reigning at the that was the state of the case! and Javert saw it! and Javert had last, had observed them several times, but, finding the girl homely, he In those days, so different from those in which we live, when the hour "It is quite true that it would be charming for us to live together. occasion, we will confine ourselves to saying that we neither understand voice burst forth with a vibration which came from a quiver of his very Then she heard his voice, that voice which she had really never heard, provided himself. human body, the network of secret societies began to spread all over the another door, also with a secret lock which opened a quarter of a league for there are things which are odd when said that are rigorously exact; She turned her head and rose to her feet. pass this obstacle seemed easy, but beyond the crest of the barrier a committed the error of confining in the New Building the most revolutionary birth, which contain convulsion mingled with effort, prioress expects you." vont solliciter des gails à la lune_--the prowlers are going to steal "Monsieur le Baron?" repeated Basque. "I will go and see. I will tell of natural enlargement, which gave him two things that were new to collaboration of some one who is working above man. M. Madeleine had turned to his desk again, and taken up his docket, and mandate of the Court of Assizes which pronounced its dissolution, and the personage who had just entered was the mayor of M. sur M., he had their peace like ancients as they are. There was a touch of stagnant on Hal; nothing easier. With the exception of a few incidents this coquette of the abyss, the Célimène of the ocean, rise in the infinite, hunger, the crippling of children through lack of light--are unsolved; it a scrap of paper and a bit of red pencil filched from some carpenter. think it necessary to point out here. It is the state of a mind on the "Yes, it is my wish." peasant had served as guide to a brigade of English cavalry, probably France by kings, had been diversely interpreted in France, as we have And, after a pause, he added: him handsome, noble, courageous, witty, eloquent, good. Cosette outdid Jondrette did not need to be told twice. He hastily donned the brown survived with all the power of life, and seemed full of light. G----, mediocres which is sweet to the majority. Destiny consented to this girls turned round when he passed by, and he fled or hid, with death in sweet, absent being, that star which had beamed upon him for six months; From time to time Marius absented himself. swells the heart with imperial pride, he dropped his eyes more than once Javert turn his head. He raised his eyes, and recognized Jean Valjean. lamentable group, had plunged back into the gloom. The gulf of the "How do you get in?" fall of a spark. Whenever certain sparks float on the horizon chased bivouac-fire had been extinguished; the English army was asleep. The women, that silent cloister, slowly permeated him, and little by little, proceeding whither its breath urge them, that Byron perished at had a bad exposure. M. Mabeuf could cultivate there only a few her again. Oh! one minute, one instant, to hear her voice, to touch her vague and stormy uproar were audible. In the midst of all these invalids, the corridor through which he had approached. He breathed, he the moonlight, the taper-like lights of the street lanterns which shone bed, three candles burned on a table where the case of surgical of fifteen thousand francs, three-quarters of which would expire with said:-- to him. All is explained. You understand." from the Cougourde d'Aix were chatting merrily among themselves, as The whole convent thought him stupid. A great merit in religion. The "Good," he growled, still half asleep, "this is where I get out." hides, and with what art it renders itself undiscoverable. There are She had been weeping for more than two hours beside Marius as he the unfortunate. In this world, evidently the vestibule of another, laughing and lyric. fugitives. her child, in combat before her very eyes; one of these men was drawing material greatness; and you will be worthy to call yourself France. sweetness which thrilled Marius from head to foot. It seemed to him alone, we have just seen how. Under the Empire, between two wars, he Father Madeleine gave employment to every one. He exacted but one thing: family with him in his booth on wheels, he had read in the _Messager_, more than one straight line. And, the poignant anguish lay in this, that Pack, and Rylandt; the worst of hand-to-hand conflicts is the defeat; This point of the Seine is dreaded by mariners. Nothing is more Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation was created to provide a secure staff, that is to say, the very tip of the omnibus pole. of the garret. One would have said that he was a general making the the sand, the remains of the neck of a bomb, disintegrated, by the virtuous and holy in the sight of God. Oh! poor woman." "I am extremely sorry--" serious matter; and he had not allowed any one to trouble himself about would go hopping up the steps of paradise on one foot. He is strong on He shouts, he waves his hat, or his handkerchief, the sand continually owe you courtesy. You discuss my ideas, and it becomes me to confine "They are mice." to regild shrines, to patch up cloisters, to rebless reliquaries, to teeth: "Ah, well, he's a nice one!" after the second, he said, a little man near at hand, and clear up the mystery. But the idea occurred to him called the habit of her body, admitting of no possible variation except expressed by the _Rue Pirouette_, which ran into the Rue Mondétour. The darkness was bewildering. Man requires light. Whoever buries himself "Good day, Bigrenaille! good day, Brujon! good day, Deuxmilliards!" When the corpse passed near Javert, who was still impassive, Enjolras jubilation, enthusiasm, and satisfaction I could strangle all those rich of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be passers-by with a sinister tranquillity. The Rue Saint-Denis was as dumb he slipped away like an adder through the shadows. Montparnasse, who carried the letters to the proper persons, and that they had said to us: powerful in his crime. consented at last to take supper. Gutenberg are removed. Of course, we hope that you will support the authority of the executioner. The one who appeared to be their chief weep, to tear one's skin from the flesh with one's nails, to pass nights Who was Claquesous? He was night. He waited until the sky was daubed CHAPTER II--THE STREET URCHIN AN ENEMY OF LIGHT CHAPTER VII--CONTINUATION OF THE ENIGMA felt cold; she rose; her terror, a natural and unconquerable terror, had which was as hideous as evil, and as heart-rending as the truth. "singing like a cracked pot," says the letter which we have already grow great. There is no insurrection except in a forward direction. Any England solves the first of these two problems. She creates wealth great shocks which two souls convey to each other by the exchange of "Saint Benoît II., in the matter of sepulture, resisted Constantine CHAPTER II--THE LOWEST DEPTHS The words which he uttered the most frequently were: _the sensible man_, barrier of l'Étoile. They had been up since five o'clock that morning, of his moral nature, but he felt himself giving way internally. For four that the era of revolution had been closed forever by King Louis XVIII., thanks!" which she had received had always talked to her of the soul, and never The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with he examined the plants, which were uprooted and already dried, and said: events, great hazards, great adventures, great men, thank God, we name, was pacing up and down in front of the table in a sort of frenzy When she had thoroughly mastered it she kissed it and put it in her produced the effect of two incomplete beggars walking side by side, from the same person? compartments of varied dimensions which were inhabitable under stress In the cemetery of Père-Lachaise, in the vicinity of the common grave, had no longer the force to care to despair, athwart this melancholy the future. My brother did not even ask him from what country he came, Her chamber was narrow, neat, unobtrusive, with a long sash-window, like the scales on the hydra. steps of the pavilion, and even on the pavement of the deserted street, moment when he was on the eve of having a brigand seized in the very the Marquis de T*******, who was Minister of Marine and War. The trace of that hideous vision remained. Frontispiece Volume Two the point of death. It is well that there should be witnesses at that and leads it whither he wills. A beginning full of terror, in which is "That proves that you have drunk; it does not prove that you have resembled everybody, and now resemble nobody. He was a peculiar old man, the little town of M. sur M., just at nightfall, on a December evening, this sort which, during the subsequent search of the police, was found educate himself; he called this also, delivering himself. He had taught a pile of cardboard boxes, which stood on the judge's desk, to conceal Prussian queue had replaced the laurel wreath. Cosette was dazzled. Her barricade, composed of piles of paving-stones and casks bound together into three fractions, the levellers, the communists, the reformers. do not detest this. There is some curiosity about scandal in the secret "He is coming!" which is extinguished under hideous clouds at dawn on a winter's day. found only in the depths of thought. It seemed to him, that, after him all his life long, and the other which he has upon his shoulders on excavation. There, as we have just said, all is pure, noble, dignified, army. Pontmercy was one of the three who emerged alive from that in the virgin forest. While the executioner was burning the great Life, sap, heat, odors overflowed; one was conscious, beneath creation, and Nicolette held him behind, and shouted:-- "Are you less cold now?" said he. often talks aloud. coat. If I had a coat of any sort, I would go and see Mademoiselle Mars, is marching and the countenance of a man who is sleeping. gay and so heart-breaking, passed all those grimaces of an old man which Saint-Paul. They were obliged to alter their course, and the simplest "You have suffered much, poor mother. Oh! do not complain; you now have A very sweet life began for him. brats. Supposing that you should need me some night, you can come and to reveal his name. This person carried a package--something square, within, and only to be able to be hard outside. Bitterness returned. He would be broken in five minutes more. grand duty of opening workshops for all arms, schools for all aptitudes, not equal the black glass of England. A gross, which contains twelve She knew that hand, that arm, the sleeve of that coat. background, Napoleon in a glory, leaning on a very blue column with a become vermin! Ah! So it does not please you to work? Ah! You have but of us, let each contribute ten sous, that will make one hundred and At the beginning of this century, the sewer of Paris was still a title, and that flatters them. Marius, be it said in passing, a militant almost as much as did his books. He liked to pass an hour or two there, Thénardier. What redoubled the tenderness of his gratitude towards Cosette knew nothing of what was going on in Paris. She had not been unheard-of thoughts besetting it. was not sufficiently ignorant to be absolutely indifferent. His trousers had been upheld by a single suspender of knitted cotton. The It is difficult to seize darkness by the throat, and to hurl it to the exclaimed Alexander. Paris makes more than the law, it makes the "Here's a rare eccentric," said Combeferre in a low voice to Enjolras. Altogether, this dwelling, which was attended to by the two women, was Bauduin, killed, Foy wounded, conflagration, massacre, carnage, a that is the end of the matter. You will not know my name, you will not over what may be called his own abyss; he rose from his chair, and began Bacot." MM. Canuel, O'Mahoney, and De Chappedelaine were preparing the shoes in one's rage; to stifle, to yell, to writhe; to be beneath, and indefinitely. During this time, clouds passed above their heads. Every English firmness, the English resolution, the English blood; the superb faces; one's head has been in the light of the future. There were was, judging from all appearances, in the hope of seeing him lead up to thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of that she needed a woollen skirt, and that her mother must send at least its prey, was the counter-revolution. It was the counter-revolution possible to look into this little paradise. The mother was there, in fact, lost. Europe. Contact with an evil man sometimes suffices to corrupt a good distinctly heard voices. the attitude of a young Spartan sacrificing his naked sword to the francs withdrawn from Laffitte represented his expenditure in ten years, It is probable, in fact, that the Bishop was present at this death forgotten nothing. He seized an old shovel and spread ashes over the wet BOOK SEVENTH.--THE LAST DRAUGHT FROM THE CUP rays, it could only come from the window of M. Madeleine's chamber. The rather low barricade, which shut off the Rue de la Petite Truanderie; to song then so popular:-- her breath, her perfume, the profound radiance of her blue eyes, the ancient and does not go back more than two hundred years. In 1649 the his body, laid his two powerful hands on the shoulders of Jean Valjean, The Bishop sighed deeply. with a good deal of acrimony. The battle once begun, its very various changes,--the resistance of carriage! Cosette, come. Ah! My God! It was he who saved my life! Let us "I can't." dashed into the rigging: no one noticed, at the instant, with what ease He paused, hesitated for an instant, and said:-- Thénardiers keep her clean? How have they fed her? Oh! if you only knew quitted him still rang in his ears: "Monsieur, you are now in the pocketbook. On the first page he found the four lines written by Marius. from a gloomy edifice. eternal wedding, was trying in the trees the first notes of that grand, who was less chimerical and more attentive, any ordinary and charitable And bending over the fatal shadow of that man, he clung fast, What was to be done? Courfeyrac, to whom he had, on his side, done some and black, heavily loaded, noisily harnessed, rendered shapeless your hand, as you had this morning here! Say, wife, it seems to be his satisfaction of ruining her husband." This theory M. Gillenormand had me! If he had recognized me on his side, he would not have come back hour. In a bee-line, through the underbrush, which is peculiarly dense, drunkenness had been his salvation. The authorities had never been able into life and forced to begin it for themselves. say to him, with downcast eyes but a firm voice:-- his father in his worship. What! This man was that Thénardier, that vanishing, "I entreat you! I conjure you in the name of Heaven, with Cosette shrugged her shoulders. nothing. I am very pretty this morning. Look at me, Marius." slender chest enough wind to disarrange the folds of the Alps. It is, the most natural manner in the world. Javert had demanded assistance at the Prefecture, but he had not had sunk into the ooze. To what extent? Impossible to say. The obscurity In case of necessity, by retracing his steps a little way, and entering d'antan trimaient siempre pour la pierre du Coësre_. This means _Kings merrily called everything by its name, whether decent or indecent, and As soon as he had gone, the Thénardier profited by his absence to give little turn in the court and talk with the young law licentiates. I will right to live, you are only seventeen, it is too early for you to die." a Russian soldier. He bowed to the very earth before the mayor and left has polished boots and varnished words, if looked at not outside, but permits. Let us confine ourselves to prayer, when we think that a danger As it drew nearer, it assumed a form, and was outlined behind the trees and to venture on at least one question. CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES happened to him--and to whom does it not happen?--to say: "Oh! if I were had been inconsistently condemned, after a hearing of both sides of the Had Jean Valjean had any idea of all that we have here pointed out, he thunderbolts, and your corsage had a pin on which I pricked myself. The little Mondétour barricade, hidden behind the wine-shop building, how was the letter to that old blockhead signed?" hoarse shouts of the turnkeys, the shock of musket-butts on the pavement The candle was on the chimney-piece, and gave but very little light. behind him. and Waterloo. "He dead!" cried the soldier; "you don't know him." terrors. He remained on his bench and did not approach. This vexed absolved by the future; its result is the world made better. From its is certainly he! This comes from him, and is for me!" whom were wounded, with head or arm bandaged with black and blood- There now remained in the house only Marius, the Jondrettes and said: logic may end in war, whereas its philosophy can end only in peace. death ought to be a masterpiece. "Is it you, peasant?" question to Javert; he neither sought nor avoided him; he bore that very thick, but was severely concealed beneath an ugly, tight, close, wall separated the garden from an avenue or lane planted with trees. anything else had been able to efface the memory of this crowning. _The by Varus Vibiscus is to be credited: _Contra Gracchos Tiberim habemus, merchant had placed on a background of white napkins, an immense doll, the strength to hold it. Before the man had time to speak again, she added:-- "Yes." which was turning gray, and which she thrust back from time to time, coughing and laughing at the same time. At the same time, the click of guns, as they were lowered into position, country and had been there before. "Can Monsieur receive M. Marius?" was about to fall. Then he shuddered. sort of well, fortunately not very deep, to let the heavy trap, upon "Well," he resumed, "thou hast brought hither that old gentleman and his he was observing and commanding this whole scene. There he stood, "Ah! yes, sir," replied Toussaint. "It is in the direction of Saint- moment of anxiety; but near the bed there was a mirror nailed to the pocket-book again, opened it, and wrote, with the same pencil, these increase. This time it was sinister. There are some gusts of wind which there are no fortunate. arm-chair, and several plain chairs which were encumbered with semicircle over the hills along the horizon. past any more than in the present. Why not accept the whole of history? Who knows whether Jean Valjean had not been on the eve of growing Cambronne's reply produces the effect of a violent break. 'Tis like the the other. As he was handing it to him, he noticed that the perspiration medium on which they may be stored, may contain "Defects," such as, but "Is not that the inspector of police who told me that his name was little shorter, who were passing rapidly, all out of breath, in terror, When we are at the windows, the deuce is in it if any one can advance The whole extent of the garden lay between them and the street. Every admire him. Lacenaire, when a gamin, on seeing the hideous Dautin die other well and always. There is nothing else but that in the world: love wild that the nightingale is not heard there once in fifty years. In Floréal34 this enormous thicket, free behind its gate and within its Some persons, however, were still curious, surmising that in all this here and there there were dark underminings, which were in process of which is the same thing as shutting one's eyes, the hatred of the Volunteers and financial support to provide volunteers with the which have one vice,--error. The honest, pitiless joy of a fanatic By whom? "My name is Marius Pontmercy. Carry my body to my grandfather, M. disinterested intention of rescuing an assassin? We may be permitted to had been executed without difficulty, and there had been no hitch. incarnation took place. Louis Philippe is 1830 made man. Moreover, he terror monstrous conjectures as to the king's baths of purple. Barbier you see, good sister of the good God, that I am no longer ill; I am mad; From his infancy, he had been imbued with the judgments of the party of He was filled with regret and remorse, and he reflected in despair that nor that august Germany enter into the problem of Waterloo. Thank of their deep and hidden life; and no one is a good historian of the there; the girl had disappeared. that which accuses the King; three columns which all give different "You knocked him over cheap," said he. For the last six weeks, Marius had little by little, slowly, by degrees, that here is a falsehood, a falsehood in a catastrophe, and so doubly in the lime-kilns, sometimes in the abandoned quarries of Montmatre or The Emperor, though ill and discommoded on horseback by a local trouble, that music. But everything was drowned in the lamentable exclamations Marius displaced the bar, and rushed headlong into the garden. Cosette repeated Marius. light to shine through. All this serenity had been traversed by but a single word of haughty darkness that they may escape from an anguish. The sky presented itself Courfeyrac shouted:--"Come in!" iron, one accepts the globe of red hot iron, one takes the sceptre of such as are experienced by every heart that loves, though he had no "It is quite true that it would be charming for us to live together. conflagrations light up a whole city, so revolutions illuminate the This miscarriage had its consequences, however, which were perfectly possesses grandeur of soul. arrest me. You know that well enough." would have been well if Monseigneur Bienvenu had not been a Royalist, "Who is that man?" said M. Leblanc. period, by the police patrols, in unenclosed lands, in houses in process approaching from the direction of the bridges and Halles. In those days, so different from those in which we live, when the hour grated windows of the dormitories, a torch ran along the ridge-pole of one in the town had heard hitherto:-- bend aside, or it chanced that a flooring vault burst and split under direction the large clearing which lies on the right of the Avenue de Volunteers and financial support to provide volunteers with the "A B C, that is to say: the burial of Lamarque." history, to have the laugh on your side after such a carnage,--this is incurring expenses!" and herbariums were to hang, with his own hands, dug in his garden the iron box, the key to which was kept by the lamp-lighter, and the rope colonel. He retreated, leaving Marius alone in the cemetery, and an indication of a sagacious mind. at the whole room and the unmade bed. Her feet were bare. Large holes brilliant blue sky of June, will never forget them. CHAPTER VII--THE OLD HEART AND THE YOUNG HEART IN THE PRESENCE OF EACH OTHER unable to escape, hunted down and caught like bears in their dens, her." table, strewn with grains of bran and dotted with dominos. He was Spain, which consumes a good deal of black jet, made enormous purchases Thus he remained for nearly a minute, without his presence being And when a village curate came to D----, the Bishop still found means to Madeleine before any one could prevent her, and gazing intently at him, He had had placed in his chamber, opposite the head of his bed, so that caught was Merci [thanks]. I'd rather have had his name than his thanks. even of the same height on the Hotel Lamoignon as on the Rue Pavée; that moment. Did he intend to convey a warning or to throw out a menace? inexact, and no longer brought "his daughter" every day. Sometimes, he tell me, so that I may pass a pleasant night." "Father Mestienne is the grave-digger." "Bad," replied Jondrette with a heart-broken and grateful smile, "very BOOK NINTH.--SUPREME SHADOW, SUPREME DAWN "Yes," responded the sister; "but now, Mr. Mayor, she will see you and behold again, perchance, and whose memory you have cherished, take on "When there are enough for the men, we will give some to the children." lied abominably. would have to refrain from repeating in his presence what is perhaps Scaufflaire's cabriolet: that, whatever the result was to be, there was "Are you going as far as Lagny?" demanded the coachman. to my pastor, as it behooves me to do, I will admit to you that I and that Pedasus whom the naiad Abarbarea bore to the blameless Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, executed Thénardier's the Empire, the _Memorial de Sainte-Hélène_, all the memoirs, all the assistance to the workwomen, and of which she rendered no account. open and shut, the space of a flash of lightning was sufficient for "Where is the chief?" "She is going on three." This file of vehicles, whatever its nature was, was mournful. It just explained our views, Paris has beneath it another Paris; a Paris of hider of folly, is what you want. I'll get you out of your scrape. "A very important thing." _"Requiescat in pace." _ all sorts of attitudes; soldiers with hard but honest faces; ancient, "What is it?" young girl was wandering back and forth in the garret with the audacity One would have said that he knew who I was. I went into the fields, Nevertheless, at a certain moment in the afternoon the battle came to a and the heart which she had then attained, she contented herself with Champmathieu. They do not hesitate; he is Jean Valjean for them as well to give to thought; that is to say, he sometimes passed entire days conquer; true glory lies in convincing. But try to prove something! If tremor ran through the bravest, and a momentary silence ensued. "Give it to me," said the man; "I will carry it for you." "The baker demands a settlement, and says, 'no money, no bread.'" inspector of M. sur M. attached to the police force of Paris. There anywhere. As we did not wish to be beaten, as that is useless, as that of her small size, but the head of her doll was visible. in the flush of health turns intrepidity into frenzy. In this fray, each Marius' timid and reserved nature. that what with salvos, royal and military politenesses, courteous top of some wall. But the night, which was really growing too fine,--for at the foot of the thicket. assistance, and my daughter also! But the doctor! But the apothecary! cooing, all the refinements of adoration arranged in a bouquet and admired him. the establishment. In the midst of it all, they drank. Caps and desired to present to souls. mouth. The realities of the soul are none the less realities because men's shoes, bespattered with mud, which had splashed even to her red group. Enjolras had a double-barrelled hunting-gun, Combeferre the gun Valjean's tranquillity. homicide, all sorts of sacrilege, every variety of crime; on the other, and very handsome, that Bories had a romantic small beard, that Jean A week passed, and Jean Valjean had not taken a step in his room. He nights spent in the diligence, and feeling the need of repairing his convent. him. Fauchelevent went towards the door. As he was on the point of with that?] The little girl gave vent to loud shrieks. appeared to them to be evident, to apply to him the police penalties the drama must be everywhere present,--two children were holding each wretch, his conscience would probably be greatly relieved to allow him "I strolled into the village, and perceived that it was a town. All Titanic elephant, armed, prodigious, with trunk uplifted, bearing its bars. It was only seven or eight minutes' walk from the edge of the woods to morning and evening for her mother whom she had never known. The respectable people. The tooth-puller espied the lovely, laughing girl, "Knock there." roll-call. The cannon were fired, and at night the patrol found him certain serious sides of existence. The realities of life do not allow This letter, coming in the very midst of the mysterious adventure which whose two scales, pauperism and parasitism, so mournfully preserve their "Now that you know, do you think, sir, you, who are the master, that I to you, for what matters it to me? But the bourgeois must not see it as though he could no more be fatigued than wounded. It was of him, from M. sur M. Only three or four persons in all the town remained This astonishes me on the part of Henri IV. My friends, long live women! and knells and offices, the sound of these little girls burst forth on a by the outspreading of the fingers of his two aged hands, which quivered traversed it from side to side without any break. Through the crevices your pistol?" "Under my blouse." "And you?" "Under my shirt." In the This conversation took place in the gallery dining-room on the about leaving. The barricade is hemmed in." CHAPTER VI--THE BATTLE BEGUN Jean Valjean took these little trips. LES MISÉRABLES whereon to hang the knee-cap and the basket, a Royalist bank-note paroquet which she probably had. What augmented Father Gillenormand's peep through the ogress at times, in a very queer way, the idea would falling rain, and gazing at his two friends. It seemed that this garden, created in olden days to conceal wanton "That proves that you have drunk; it does not prove that you have for animals. The Bishop of D---- had none of that harshness, which is the newcomer from head to feet, and suddenly exclaimed, with a sort of he prevented lawsuits, he reconciled enemies. Every one took him for the only rich!" it was not when ogling a pretty girl, as was the case with cuirassiers quitted the cavalry to return to the infantry; or, to put surface vegetation, a society of great blades of grass and tiny oaks; a "Thou saidst Fauchelevent, Rue de l'Homme Armé?" consists in upholding a woman of the town against a citizen, the police for floor ten inches of mud. It was flagged; but the pavement had rotted himself. It all seemed to him to have disappeared as though behind the direction, each to his own task. Enjolras, who had reserved the They already covered more than two-thirds of the barrier, but they did "You know that signature?" resumed the man. "At this, Monsieur le Baron. I am an old and weary diplomat. Ancient Then he glanced at Marius. blancs-becs," callow priests. Every career has its aspirants, who form "Reverend Mother?" He was affable and sad. The people said: "There is a rich man who has Labarre, who kept the inn of the _Three Dauphins_ in Grenoble, and had partition, almost unconsciously; sometimes revery examines, observes, such a pitiful fool as that!" "The devil!" ejaculated Courfeyrac. which would fit the sou. there; the Pantheon for some of us: all falls into the great hole. End. 62 Little Picpus Street without carrying away a smiling impression of whose features we have just traced, is not life, for it is not liberty; sentinel who guards the wicket of La Force a few paces distant. It J'ai froid, ma mère. I am cold, mother. shivered mournfully; in the cross-lanes, countenances of bourgeois enormous cannon. The ruts of the road had bestowed on the wheels, the This Web site includes information about Project Gutenberg-tm, including wonderful, dipping into the idolatry of nature, indifferent to good and lead, and fomentations of oxycrat." galley-slave who obeys his conscience. I know well that that is most with three forms of substance,--solid, liquid, and fluid,--and it must "Why do you not go to the inn?" itself, a marvellous sketch, the grandiose skeleton of an idea of is the way I recognized him. Any other man would have felt that things to God, while pronouncing these words: _Hanc igitur oblationem_. But "No." one arrives at with that majesty? at being petty. Learn this: joy is not porte-cochère, and all the bobbies need to do is to see it." Just as Fauchelevent opened his mouth to explain the words which he had He dined with a good deal of appetite. Perfect innocence, almost caught up into heaven in a mysterious passivity, which, if it were the outcome of reasoning, would resemble he did not know what to do with this superior, he, who was not ignorant He had finally grown bold, and approached the bench. Still, he did not as the staircase was too narrow; it could not, therefore, be reckoned "Mr. Marius, are you there?" the idea of demolishing it, but had not been able to pay the price; the notably Paris. To study the suburbs is to study the amphibious animal. money. These periodical five francs were a double riddle to Courfeyrac "That which you see there, higher up in the door, near a nail, is the The waste land bordered by this wall communicated with the back yard of his flight and was leading him back. which one finds locked on one at night because one's rent is not contained the following, in the colonel's handwriting:-- Montfermeil? Thou wert in the forest, thou wert greatly terrified; dost it grows dim, it diminishes in size. He was there but just now, he was The old woman straightened herself up in a fury. warren against rats, simply by the odor of a guinea-pig which he placed fact, and her father was not. She had reserved her decision on this lay the memory on them. Cosette was somewhat vexed at the useless little The insurrection had made of the centre of Paris a sort of inextricable, Thou must have a carriage, a box at the theatres now and then, and passing along the Rue Mouffetard in company with Bossuet. The snow had Paris which was petrified by the uprising, where the barricades had against God. It certainly was singular that the stoker of order, that cast them back into their darkness, saying: "Oh! how ugly that is!" The "I will remain below," replied Jean Valjean. good day, which is in fact full of grace. of Mirepoix, also refractory, but as a priest, while he was so in the and has gone away; then to run with great speed to the trench, to were covered with a million tiny white rosettes; this gave the shrub the BOOK EIGHTH.--ENCHANTMENTS AND DESOLATIONS front of her upon this lawn, as she came out from the shrubbery. woman went to get the bill changed, and mentioned her surmises. That which a man sinks visibly. Add suffocation by miasmas, burial by slides, "The inn?" said the man. "Well, I am going to lodge there to-night. Show -had been unknown to him. Now, a change had taken place; his whole held by a glance. "Agreed," said his grandfather.--And he burst out laughing. incessantly. And in fact, if the grandeur of the Revolution consists "That is good. There are now twenty-six combatants of us on foot. How "Oh! terrible drugs." invalidating the commentaries of philosophy, of eliding all embarrassing questioned, Montparnasse replied. said that the sun's brilliancy had been changed into the glare of the on the march had not filled in the ruts and strewn a litter beneath the the door of the witnesses' room opened. The usher, accompanied by a this. Any man who has been a prisoner understands how to contract patiently studied by economists, those geologists of politics. These men gnaw your heart this evening!'" cried for vengeance, saying: "Father, you owe my husband affront for gate of the Gillenormand house. It was Basque who received him. Basque the pocket-book, had turned aside and made the tour of his ribs with a expedient of applying to the king. to wretchedness, her native town had prospered. safety. an opportunity to escape of enumerating, in his presence, what she isolation, abandonment, poverty, are the fields of battle which have "In what way did you go thither?" Jean Valjean asked her." from his accomplices. To mention the name was to deliver the whole "Have you the key to the gate, Thénardier?" chin, which is a gesture of profound tenderness. known by any other names, helped Mame Hucheloup to set on the tables CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION thieves, a tribe contiguous to his own. He had, it appears, been activity, and in the next, because of her asthma. stir from the wine-shop. By two o'clock in the afternoon, the table at the sound of the oars. Poor Survincent, the poacher, who had gone anteroom, is like those chimneys which consume wood rapidly; they need unpasted, threatened passers-by rather than screened the occupants. well-scrubbed, clean, cold, and hung with nankin paper with green already said. Only he grew colder and colder; laconic at meals, and rare to bill and coo our loves from morn to night, to gaze at one's image in seized with a shudder. It seemed to him that he had just caught sight, invariably, "Cosette is doing wonderfully well." It was too late. So Marius had disappeared; all was over. The day on room, with arms folded, his cane under one arm, his sword in its sheath. lacing yourself like a girl, with stays under your cuirass, is doubly day, been robbed of an old pair of boots, to the great triumph of Ma'am bade you let her go?"