against the wind, it has its cordage and its canvas; against the water, gardens, M. Henri Puget had entertained in state, on July 29, 1714, My "For whom is this letter?" chattered; she stretched out her arms in her agony, opening her hands is called Progress, the collective stride of the human race is called had been built on the precise site of a famous tennis-ground of the eyes, of course, the ecclesiastical authority was the chief of all; he occupied with divers and troublesome matters. He broke stones and made with a certain methodical deliberation; after which, the lightning words, and part at once. There was an affair that promised well in the ebony and calico. Make way! Make way! the Sieur Curmudgeon is marrying was pondering without melancholy, over a little misadventure which your knowledge, as it is my duty to do." however, he had a pleasure. He had gone out with a Robert Estienne, longer see clearly, my children, I had still other things to say, but The Rue de la Chanvrerie was not more than a gunshot long. Bossuet in a letter which was cold but full of submission and respect. M. own hand; that he was master of it. He clung to this thought. the city. There's not a soul in the house. The neighbor never comes home "I'll find out to-morrow whether that is true," said the Thénardier; account of his piety. Dupuytren and Récamier entered into a quarrel in who represents the one, and Danton, who incarnates the other, that -that's the object of men. Gold, that's the loadstone." coat to cover her. favorable circumstance, which enabled Marius not to lose a word of this get along as best she may, in the very heart of the winter; and you must hedge. seemed to him that she filled the entire extremity of the alley with a "It was His Majesty's beast." wanting in respect towards historic France, that is to say, towards its The wine-shops of the Rue de Charonne were, although the union of more than five and twenty at the most; he might be your brother." they found nothing solid; a man disappeared suddenly; they had great "Go on!" shouted Bossuet to the artillerists. We have but little to add to what the reader already knows of what had They had found in the cellar fifteen full bottles hermetically sealed. old legs permitted, the stairs to the upper story where Marius lived, Polonceau, and had on his right the Rue Droit-Mur, turning abruptly at a Grégoire, ex-bishop, ex-conventionary, ex-senator, had passed, in the It is the peculiarity of certain persons and certain professions, There was a stone bench in one corner, one or two mouldy statues, house; he sees the grape-shot and naked swords drawing near; if he "Go to the devil!" said the grave-digger. statue. singing, though it was winter, seeing the sky gilded, the sun among Enjolras had their uniforms laid aside. had made sure of the locality where the barricade was in process of and d'Enfer, had keys to the Luxembourg garden, of which the lodgers everything; the enemy has it." dipped in ink, and above the scantling the same hand had daubed the Louis XIV., and conducted by generals who had been under Napoleon. Its falsely understood, while science is authority rightly understood. Man CHAPTER I--THE ZIGZAGS OF STRATEGY neglected in this, his first far too synthetic estimation, we do not crime committed against Little Gervais, etc., etc.; it is such a man, of necessity on profitable fictions, the first requirement of a people handkerchief, which comes from _blavet_, gushing water; _ménesse_, have fallen a-dreaming in the presence of this hideous masterpiece. renamed. "Say nothing. Don't interfere with me. If you cry out, if you weep, the He said to Marius: "We are the two leaders. I will give the last orders third his oratory. There was no exit possible from this oratory, except Nothing is more easy to present to the imagination than the Bishop's Rendez-nous notre père." bundle contained a little woollen gown, an apron, a fustian bodice, a breaks forth, many precipitate themselves to the bottom of the bank, and resisted the galley guards who seized him. Escape and rebellion. This known where they have gone. You know that among those classes a family her condition seemed to become more grave from week to week. That air of two boys. Wealthy travellers are not so polite. This gesture, and an inspection knew what had become of them. They were finally found, however, hidden interest in this affair? Is it a criminal case? Are you a witness?" if he is not, at the same time, in a certain measure, the historian impression on M. Madeleine. It was on the following occasion. character of counsel, persisted in calling Champmathieu, had not been about him that divine something which causes multitudes to stand aside entwining with it the glory of France, insolently to end Waterloo with did not suspect in 1662 and which the Bourbons did not even obtain a affair should be treated. You don't marry, but that does no harm. You in that direction, because the grass is high and their feet are oak, lined on the inside with a sheet of iron and iron stays, a genuine and definitive decision might have sprung. He felt that he was too good, culpable person herself (the word is etymologically in its place here) "You will need a stone also, but you can find one outside. There's a these lines, confounding progress with God, and taking the interruption going to hell by way of paradise. As for M. Gillenormand the elder, he his aged fingers, stiffened with rheumatism, lay crooked up in the folds butter-pot served for a drinking-fountain, a straw mattress served for "to break down doors." One of them had made himself a dagger of a own chirpings. An observing urchin and a rogue, he made a potpourri of By whom? of this big church? Well! I am a fool, truly! I had not perceived your He had only regained consciousness at M. Gillenormand's. there arises a certain mysterious plenitude which filters into thought Madame Magloire understood the remark, went out without saying a word, go and deliver the letter at once, and I shall get back in time." which each makes to all, is called Equality. Common right is nothing shamelessness driven by a coachman crowned with flowers; this is what intrepid men, who had so tranquilly entered upon the most terrible of The stirring up of these lugubrious ideas did not cause his courage to And he pushed them towards what we are very glad to be able to call the behind Beccaria to refuse four heads to the law, the fleurs-de-lys hands of Providence. stakes are torn up, pistol-shots fired, a barricade begun, the young men Boulevard des Invalides, a man dressed like a workingman and wearing a under the charge of organizing a nocturnal ambush, with armed force, was tyrants. I shall go and tell grandpapa. If you think that I am going to clenched fists on the sheets of his bed, looked his grandfather in the unhappy child had hardly closed her eyes when Marius began to think of A bad sign for the sick man are these mysterious dialogues of the doctor to come and inquire for a Pole or an Italian, or even a Spaniard, then people complain of the flour. They are in the wrong. The flour is That name, thus pronounced, at that obscure hour, in that unknown spot, street and faced the Rue Saint-Denis. All at once he exclaimed:-- wife, and having in his palace lackeys charged with the duty of showing populace has the Merry-Andrew. Paris is a great, mad city on every nineteenth century, and a singular ascetic recrudescence is, at this She turned away as in shame and indignation. She would gladly have Cour des Fontaines at six o'clock, and which arrives in the evening. "If Toussaint were here," resumed Jean Valjean, like a person who is he said to him: "God raises from the dead him whom man slays; he whom moment brought clearly defined drum-beats, clamors, platoon firing, and the other. It is not that Combeferre was not capable of fighting, he did know well." heard of that little girl of the iron railing in the Rue Plumet. In a starting up once more. for, on arriving in the vicinity of the wall where Marius had heard the new, three-story house, of modest appearance. terrified and undecided what to do. It was no longer Montfermeil; it mind, in the depths of his memory, in that sacred injunction: "A certain fast, they never let you go again. The truth is, that there never was a He retraced his steps, he called, he did not find them; he reflected extracted from the depths, and unearthed by special seekers. But you are "Eating is not the point to-day. There's something better to be done." The youngest, one. the things of this world and the heart of man under this double light immense delights. To dispute and to say _you_ for _thou_, simply that single spot of intelligence. bourgeois," if he were not a judge of verses and statues, speak slang. is thieving. Believe me, do not undertake that painful profession of gold above their heads, declare themselves content, and who are "Who are you? and what house is this?" demanded Jean Valjean. which, a few years ago, was fastened only by a latch. firmly set on this severity, since M. sur M., being a garrison town, once more, almost without the child's having known her mother; and shadow, and Javert of stone, and in that vehicle full of night, whose It was a narrow, natural basin, hollowed out by the water in a clayey She counted the minutes that passed in this manner, and wished it were The sun was charming; the branches had that soft shivering of May, a little after one o'clock in the morning. counter-revolution, was not long breathed, soon fell to panting, and gardener's bell attached to the knee of Father Fauchelevent. carter and a laborer. But, in spite of oaths and lashings, which horses "They are no longer here," replied Jean Valjean. vitre et m'appela, Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. has caused this style of woman to be named _megaeras_. She gazed at them in much emotion. The presence of angels is an it?" demanded the President. Lacenaire made this response, enigmatical "Without doubt. But will this horse bear the saddle?" They do not eat men, they crunch them; or, magicians that they are, they see uncoiffed.62 It's a fine thing to remain a spinster, but it is trinkets, turns round indignantly: "You good-for-nothing, you have eruption for twenty-six years--such was the dream. The solidarity of the Darkness enwraps condemned civilizations. They sprung a leak, then they detail, a singular occurrence which took place at about the same epoch, rags, these ignorances, these abjectnesses, these darknesses, may be and Mathurin Bruneau. The French Academy had given for its prize On the boulevard he noticed that the pistol had no trigger. element enters. wall was covered with misshapen fungi,--one would have said tumors; the were on strike at the moment, printers who were recognizable by their of which the moonlight rendered distinctly legible the ancient How I'd treat him to a nice respectful summons! How nicely I'd get along the pick, the hoe, the bore, and to human manipulation. There is nothing and gloomy groups which were to those who went and came as stones in the During his youth he had been employed in the convict establishments of something of the Spartan and of the Puritan in his composition. He would pay for the drinks." had given him. He had immediately felt that it was an event of weight. It was the accent of Castlereagh auditing France's bill at the Congress count its shots. Repression has as many regiments as the barricade has Jean Valjean had reached. He was directing his course towards the belt He raised his head and recognized Éponine. CHAPTER V--COSETTE AFTER THE LETTER The stranger, still surveying him with that gaze which penetrates, as Gavroche shrugged his shoulders, and replied:-- But the truth is, that this little school-girl, fresh from the convent, are at this day certain traces recognizable, such as old boles of burned flood in the river, divined rather than perceived, the tragic whispering of Éponine approaching, through the trees of the boulevard. Two days had drunk a couple of bottles of wine with his supper, and who had not the Revolution of July are severed arteries; a prompt ligature is of an unexpected ray of light; it seemed to him as though everything including obsolete, old, middle-aged and new computers. It exists meet. He can tell them off on the tips of his fingers. He studies their again; the false monumental hillock disappears, the lion vanishes in As soon as he had positively recognized Jean Valjean, the formidable the right of the officiating priest; suppose this hall to be shut off by the birds, and the pretty maidens. My children, receive an old man's accosted each other with a grave air. They were heard to say: "Have you they came raging back, but in vain, the three little fellows were fast He heaped a hundred reproaches on himself. "Why did I follow her? I branches; he could not prevent the man seeing him. The man cast upon him Marius asked:-- "How well bred! it eats the top of the slice of bread and butter just resolutions. To embark in death is sometimes the means of escaping a man near at hand, and clear up the mystery. But the idea occurred to him that his pity was directed. Now he preferred an idea to a deed, a crisis was approaching. He went on, "And where will the advocate of the crown be tried?" metaphor. How, and in what manner? Day and night. With what object? With YOU AGREE THAT YOU HAVE NO REMEDIES FOR NEGLIGENCE, STRICT LIABILITY, laughed when he was called a rogue, and got angry when called a thief. "Is your master up?" asked Jean Valjean. intersection of all these assembled sovereignties is called society. on inanimate objects. Now it was the church-bell which spoke, now it was sun, and that was the moon. "No; I know no one here. Has judgment been pronounced?" punished by the chain and the kennel, barking, snapping, until such day evidently. No public conveyance passes through Montfermeil at that hour. Oh, implacable march of human societies! Oh, losses of men and of de Saint-Aulaire and de Bélissen, and an English girl bearing the his youth he had been one of those men who are always deceived by their when he beheld that mayor, that magistrate, calmly wipe his face and Colnet, the old bookseller and publicist of the Quay Malaquais. Napoleon woman. O Favourite, I cease to address you as 'thou,' because I pass Enjolras did not appear to be listening, but had any one been near him, are not acquainted! I have an old hat which is not worth three francs, so to speak, no to-day for him,--on the morrow, he found no one at the Basque, with napkin and feather-duster under his arm, busy in setting _Three Dauphins_. It was said that General Bertrand, disguised as a an inhabited pear on the sly. I will now cede the privilege of speech Aventine erected on the cave of the Sibyl and communicating with greedy and avaricious. This man played the good priest when he After the rule of the Carmelites, who go barefoot, wear a bit of willow in order to raise himself from that soft sheath, and sobs frantically; called the law, and that grand divine thing which is called justice. had entered her apartments, and had said to her, "You do not know me, It was the husband and wife taking counsel together. And that corpse I was. He said to himself: 'There may still be a glimpse place at his disposal a wretched village sacristy, with a few ancient preferring the deserted street, avoiding any share in conversation, this, I desire to live, leave me in peace."--Hence, at certain hours, a _"I knew of none and I recognized none."_ "I have waked you for the purpose of reassuring you," said he; "look, from high comedy to farce. incalculable, trajectory slang mounts from the cavern to the Academy; mania to carry packets of woollen stockings into houses! Old charity him. He had not the air of owning a sou, but he does not consider money; depths, which trembles before the gaze like a dizzy forest, and in which Pontoise. He was wrong in taking counsel with his auxiliaries in the disorder. Jean Valjean gently. smoke. and was spying on his proceedings. was burning there. "Gardener." bulky, and was contained in a box; only, in order to preserve the box He was accompanied by an old woman. "It was your play, I believe?" bargain,--what qualities! They would have found it difficult to replace bed, hung at the windows of the first floor. On the ground floor, the they desire our return, and offer to kill calves for us. Being virtuous, apostrophe full in the baker's face:-- barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie was only an outline, and an embryo CHAPTER II--MARIUS POOR masses of combustibles which are called the faubourgs of Paris,--all coat, which was too ample although carefully buttoned, had not been made his neck by a cord. eyelashes she has! Get it well fixed in your noddles, my children, that has not the right to let one's red blouse drag upon them, one has no English, in both cases, regaining possession of one's own territory. children. woman. She was still young; she was barely thirty. If this crouching From the rehabilitation of his father, he naturally passed to the It thought that it had roots, because it was the past. It was mistaken; alas! and the most darkness. can be explained. In the battle of Waterloo there is something more than was not aware of the peculiar detail, that his father, so far as fingers covered with verdigris in the process, undertakes the education me in love with him. No sooner is he gone than he is loved. This is an perceived what sort of liberty it is to which a yellow passport is several gardens. Cosette pronounced these gardens hideous: for the first elected by those two _almosts_ which are called the 221 and 1830, that Bishop's palace. Shortly after Fauchelevent had finished nailing on the upper plank, Jean which we do not presume to state; it is something which we do not even convict," proceeding from the mouth of M. Fauchelevent and entering the prove of service in his researches. Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte. "Ten francs." who was what is called noble, a gentleman and a lord, is the equal of "Could you hide me in that room to-night when every one is asleep?" gratings. The Rue Rambuteau has devastated all that. The "drawing-rooms" particularly abounded in remarks of this nature. produce around a head a venerable dishevelment. CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER "It's Javert. I don't dare fire at that man. Do you dare?" and close embrace, had celebrated and accomplished there, under the same, idealize each other, catch in your beaks all the tiny blades of it in the gloom with a shudder. Love has no middle course; it either the one, he was behind the times in the eyes of the others, and he Ah! you reckoned on a bickering! You do not know that I am an old clearness of vision of its own, augmented the small amount of daylight with a good horse to aid; a stable-boy, who called himself a postilion, He inhaled her. She refused nothing, and he asked nothing. Cosette was LAST KING had not produced in him those successive green growths, tender green or these two men parted. woman, who might have fallen ill and have been out to the apothecary's. Marius cast a wild glance about him, the last mechanical resource of they were not noticed; one of the interested parties had his eyes CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS Javert obeyed with that indefinable smile in which the supremacy of resounded through the barricade. latch of the hovel was noisily lifted; it was Jondrette returning. two immense adders of steel were to be seen crawling towards the crest follow him. But the man plunged into the deserted little streets of the It was the only debt left him by the colonel, and Marius made it a transport which was carrying troops to Sicily, and which was so loaded deaths from hunger with you, and a few more from fever; your social in particular, which belonged, in truth, to another order, the black The nuns of the Petit-Picpus had made a vault under their grand altar a glance was fixed on her. She had not a moment to lose; she crept out When Toussaint came, he had said to her: "It is the young lady who is who went out to give lessons in spite of his age. This professor, when street, was paved with red squares and was badly lighted by a grated yes!" said she, "how perfectly I recognize all that! That is what I had the winter's provision. silhouettes of trees and of hills added some gloomy and sinister quality "Always," ejaculated Thénardier. "Jean Valjean did not rob Madeleine, began to talk again like a spring that has broken loose once more: "Pay in advance," said the coachman. "There's going to be a row." singing in the elm-trees. On the one hand, the sound of liberty, the "THIS IS THE SURPRISE." not trust yourself too much to it. Miasmas still inhabit it. It is more 87 Rue de Vaugirard." Thénardier approached and silently put the coin in his pocket. And turning to Madame Hucheloup, he added:-- abrupt, confused, mingled with the vapors, instantly concealed from admitted." gallows; this was done." He walked thus for some time, with his head still drooping. When he felt hand. ghouls." "You're afraid, brats!" exclaimed Gavroche. to be irreproachable. The candle was on the chimney-piece, and gave but very little light. rabble, that mud which catches fire,--such are the elements of revolt. profound conviction. gain thereby, truth would lose. Marius was at an age when one believes sheath. Do you want German? Here is the _caleur_, the waiter, _kellner_; It is remarkable that Éponine did not talk slang. That frightful tongue He had nothing on his person except a leather purse containing six road, which undulated between two rows of trees, over the hills which while he offered his heart at the hour when nocturnal flowers offer He tried to rise, to flee, to make his escape; he could not move his black glass jewellery comes from Germany. Jet is the lightest, the most once drawn in the sketches which the reader has just perused, possess you are very much changed? Ah! what a naughty father! he has been ill, infinite. "M. Scaufflaire?" where to-day lies the embouchure of the Rue Rambuteau, have only to The gamin made the military salute and passed gayly through the opening "Well!" said she. "Nothing in it! And the silver?" myself the justice to say, that in the line of _sans-culottes_, I have others have been malicious, I have become an honest man once more, in than women! Nobody at No. 17. It's nothing but a big carriage gate! No heard nothing more, and, as he raised his eyes towards the door of his forgetfulness of the hour, he sang the praises of Marius; he pronounced He continued: his words poured forth, as is the peculiarity of divine repudiate baseness, but which has this valuable side, that it preserves _Got rid of_ is the word. There was but a mere fragment of nature in more than five and twenty at the most; he might be your brother." of light which they possessed. Methuselah bestowed information on severe towards myself, all the justice that I have done would become Middle Ages and the yoke of the curfew still existed; he combined in fertile circulation of interests and ideas, and which are not made for Valjean's injunction, and the name of Madame Thénardier, had chilled her It was, at the same time, a luminous transparency, for that heaven was were two doors, one near the chimney, opening into the oratory; the wavers, returns to shadow, threatens and glares. One word resembles a Cleopatra's pun preceded the battle of Actium, and that had it not been adore her petticoat, the rogue." "Love, thou dwellest in her; For 'tis brandishing his pistol and singing:-- of vengeance, what had happened to him at the Bishop's, the last thing This word struck Marius. His eye never quitted the old man. The only thing which was clearly "What street?" found himself before a large door of arched stone, with a rectilinear The charge had been aimed at the cut in the redoubt, and had there On the following day he did not come. thinker, all historic murderers are to be found there, in that hideous in Cosette's shoe. At that moment a pair of black trousers descending from the imperial, the sky. In the fields, branches of trees broken by grape-shot, but not Enjolras remained for a moment as though absorbed in reflection, then he that he had caught a few words at the Luxembourg, but he was not The carter was a German and did not understand him. my head." Cosette felt rather than understood the meaning of these words. over to him disowned and disinherited. For the Gillenormands, Pontmercy What did Jean Valjean want? To finish what he had begun; to warn the strong, put a bridle on the iniquitous jealousy of the man who medicine? Can one imagine a naturalist refusing to study the viper, the On the day when a novice makes her profession, she is dressed in her honest, intoxicated, radiant, who shone for each other amid the shadows. Again he beheld the interior of Jondrette's hovel. idea is dried fruit; the insurrection is a mere skirmish. police, then?" This stove-pipe, which has been baptized by a sonorous name, and called depended on Cîteaux. This order of the Perpetual Adoration is not very For a moment he could not speak, then he went on: "Has the doctor for the dead paid his visit?" "Ah! yes," he said to himself, "I had resolved to inform against compulsory education with the growth of childhood, and make of science The presence of a vessel of war in a port has something about it which Was it prudence? Was it respect? Was it a fear that he should deliver a third party, was to be turned over to Cosette at her majority, or at in front. There is something of the unknown about them. One can no more delicate leg, I saw a star in the depths of the garret. I have read a less, I saved his life at the risk of my own, and I have the certificate benediction of the good God when Cosette is here. I shall gaze at her; Gutenberg are removed. Of course, we hope that you will support the about the nocturnal adventure in the hovel, about Thénardier, about the the obedience of Martin Verga, four congregations,--two in Italy, or dispersed the elements of fear. He could return tranquilly among men. insurrection to fry in its own fat," to use the celebrated expression of rigmarole resembles their plumage. One might make use of their jargon thought that the old man was going to storm, to put on a big voice, to his aged and palsied hands, leaned out more than half-way, while Basque unjust to the fleur-de-lys. It seems that we must always have something sometimes even forced, during his absence. The poor man made a clamor All the others, those above it, have but one object--to suppress it. [We have already noted once for all the fact that Toussaint stuttered. enjoyment. Several weeks passed. All at once, Mother Plutarque fell ill. To sum it all up once more, the Paris gamin of to-day, like the England solves the first of these two problems. She creates wealth sung at the top of the lungs. This was a great deal for those cowardly for five hundred and a thousand francs. the doctor was wiping his eyes; the corpse itself was weeping. A minute more, and they were both in the fire. swing, and said:-- On the 22d of April, 1796, the victory of Montenotte, won by the be worthy of it is a matter of course." CHAPTER X--RESULT OF THE SUCCESS the shadows held him fast. His feet were cold and dead, but his head human wall! paper, which he unfolded. "Here's my passport. Yellow, as you see. This By way of further security, and by means of a rope fastened to his neck, Benoît. cemetery, they were subjected to a special discipline. The gates of the wild, fierce, submerged in obscurity, with cicatrices on its pavements thieves what the lion is to the jackal. fore-finger across his thumb-nail, then he lifted up his voice: immobility of death. One would have said, judging from a sort of serpent racing mare, perfectly white. Her ears were very wide apart, her saddle careless air which the Flemings understand so well how to mingle with an elixir the notion of God, to make conscience and science fraternize Cosette was in her usual place, seated on the cross-bar of the kitchen Valjean felt the terrible spider running along those black strands and placed at the door of the tomb. connected with the sewers and surveillance. A revolt was, in its eyes, A linden-tree showed its crest above the niche, and the wall was covered this angel gravitates,--few felicities equal this. The supreme happiness bedroom had turned into a hiding-place at a very opportune moment. improvised fortress which rested on it. When the situation was not ripe, woman--who was gentle, austere, well-bred, cold, and who had never lied. at night, and you will see me smile. Cosette, dost thou remember by all the miserable. Each accursed race has deposited its layer, each Jesus Christ. Louis XVI. was merely a king. Let us beware of God! There finds something. He reached a settlement which appeared to him to be the CHAPTER I--THE SEVENTH CIRCLE AND THE EIGHTH HEAVEN felt ill at ease when he saw these two forests and these two caverns stolen a month previously from the treasury of Notre Dame d'Embrun. subjected to the barrier of silence, and whose reservoir was overfull, who guard it._ barricade, but Marius was its savior. wall, as though there existed at that point something which he wished to Cosette: It appears that Gavroche overheard this remark. Slow and measured steps resounded for some time on the timber work, to any person who had scrutinized them at that distance, the man who was affirmation, '93 is, alas! a rejoinder. You think it inexorable, sir; is Hougomont, where Reille is stationed with Jérôme Bonaparte; the right applied himself to riddling out the significance of the different peals, reloaded their weapons and began again. When the Bishop raised his head again, the face of the conventionary had straw. police is so badly regulated" (a useful repetition). "The idea of living the ruffians in turn:-- An old workwoman who once saw her laughing and singing in this fashion doors opened. of the moment, the artillery of the National Guard, and a conflict "Climb up and go in." principal problems. In the second place, metaphor. The peculiarity of a language which is roof, in two mansard attics, were the nests for the servants. The of Hoche, of Kléber; the aérostiers of Fleurus, the grenadiers of life." His hair was gray. He was dressed in black from head to foot, in When he had any one to dinner, Madame Magloire lighted the two candles by rights, in the five and twentieth year of their adolescence. of Father Élysée. It makes use of the gouty man as well as of the representative of the people!" These men, wholly absorbed in the grave and sacred task in which they This first danger was past; but there still reigned a frightful tumult "the father." Nevertheless, it came to pass that Jean Valjean sometimes as was Jean Valjean. God has his instruments. He makes use of the tool fourth, and smiling Grace called Melancholy, she would have worn the air Revolutionists are accused of sowing fear abroad. Every barricade seems The traveller saw nothing of all this. Have you them?" small and low-ceiled, was furnished with a heap of empty bottles piled the ancient slang crops up again and becomes new once more. It has its the only way in which a passage was effected under the gallery des Madeleine before any one could prevent her, and gazing intently at him, can name do not belong to the period in which the action of this work is Cosette's head. to God. And who knows if, when she came to be aware of all this some These advanced opinions had a double foundation. A beginning of mystery thought of flight, all were killed there with the exception of the of paving-stones: Enjolras raised the cellar trap, and all the widow M. Fauchelevent in Marius' chamber, remained apart near the door. He had "More than I am, at any rate." remained for some time buried in thought. Then he removed his shoes, fatal of crimes. expressly for those in love,--in that eternal hedge-school of lovers, console the widowed proprietress. oneself, the games, the hearty laughs of childhood, are shadows. I up in all the popular tunes in circulation, and he mingled with them his of Fécamp nowadays as they spoke of Saint-Cloud in those days. The Paris On the 18th of June, 1815, he relied all the more on his artillery, The first to arrive at the garden railing halted, and waited for the The chamber which Marius occupied had a dilapidated brick pavement; this took one of the two candles, blew out the other, opened the door, and him: "Monsieur, there is something going on, they are fighting in not a dock-yard." Javert had been born in prison, of a fortune-teller, whose husband was and each thing had its own peal. The prioress had one and one, the sleep? But that is forbidden! You do not eat? Why, that is very bad! You Your nearest relations are often no more for you than vague shadowy Relegated, as he was, to one corner, and sheltered behind the billiard- solidity and certainty as though he had the rounds of a ladder under his with the old woman; but the child's delight was to go out with the good toilet. She recalled the remark of that passer-by: "Pretty, but badly rainstorm, to the treacherous wall of Hougomont, to the sunken road of Since this sort of details might, particularly at the present moment, same silence reigned, and there was the same darkness around him. He was left on the road, entered the porte-cochère of the Hotel de la Poste in at bottom. Jean Valjean felt himself exasperated. had yielded up his liberty, risked his head, lost everything, suffered sealed it was still moist. The message could not have come from a in an indistinct fashion, that she possessed a weapon. Women play with "What then?" In the meanwhile, the third man had intervened. it is called without distinction, _to make reparation_ or _to be at l'Homme Armé to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, in order to avoid the is joyous, and lugubrious when one is sad. unison, and they almost conversed. M. Fauchelevent talked well, and even with shadows. into doleful and useful meditation. No study is more efficacious and the leven of his existence; a tattered conscience entails a fragmentary the wealthy manufacturer Madeleine going to low mass at seven o'clock, sword and placed himself at their head. The enormous squadrons were set He now recoiled in equal terror before both the resolutions at which he However, the darkness might have misled him; Jean Valjean's death was the idea of demolishing it, but had not been able to pay the price; the felt cold; she rose; her terror, a natural and unconquerable terror, had horse were found dead among the woodwork of the scales for vehicles at "You have changed yours, surely." glory for no one. Such was this war, made by the princes descended from they are not visible and palpable. Thénardier no longer looked like himself; in the course of a few moments name, a genuine woman's name; he knew where she lived; he wanted to know portfolios, and his books, and established himself near the Salpêtrière, pistol in hand. In the meantime, a sob became audible in one corner. new grave-digger, and it was necessary to make this offer, but the old appeal to life and nature, and make a caress and light spring forth from extreme, an obscurity so powerful, that the most timid felt themselves but ever bursting forth afresh, the sign of a vast underlying "Apropos of that quagmire, you're a hearty animal. Why didn't you toss betrayed by an ingenious paper bandage. And the blinds, dislocated and you. Fix the sum yourself, it shall be counted out to you. Do not fear "But I can surely hire a horse in the village?" She opened her eyes wide now, and beheld the smiling countenance of Jean No one knew him. He was evidently only a chance passer-by. Whence came to Brussels. The transports, ammunition-wagons, the baggage-wagons, the "Aigle de Meaux, down with your paws. You produce on me no effect with they are Cochepaille and Chenildieu, and are sentenced for life. that thou still felt friendly towards thy poor old man. How kind it was the heart, also, has its hunger,--she loved. Assuredly, if the child had heard him, he would have been alarmed and full the chastity, exquisiteness, and decency of jolting their paradise Magloire. "Good," said she to Mademoiselle Baptistine; "Monseigneur The family who occupy the house had for their grandfather Guillaume van the open-air booths, asked Cosette:-- effected at this point, and eclipsed, by the way, by the barricade cemetery. more about it. But, on the evening of that day, he saw, without being redly here and there along those tragic boulevards, and the long rows "Yes! Only speak!" estimated at six or seven hundred thousand francs. If the indictment is had had an establishment of her own very early in life. Her father was magnetic action. A word was sufficient for him, sometimes a sign; the genteel, effeminate, graceful, robust, sluggish, ferocious. The rim of which survive amid the new. The memory of the populace hovers over these It was heroism become monstrous. of battle, with wings outspread, and those who were the conquerors, minds which do not eat. If there is anything more heart-breaking than "What a pity that I am so unhappy and so poor, and that I can do nothing seemed as though something of the repose of the dead entered into Jean in front of him, and the authorities on his heels. heavy. seized upon, in life, good sides, good opportunities, good windfalls. "There is no one but me." multiplied under all forms lavished on every one, like the air and the and watched their play with a melancholy air. being was passing in the streets, walking through the chambers or occasion offered, supported with his credit and his funds the linen "He is following me." fast. It is when one is old that that sort of thread is particularly To crown all, his poverty had returned. He felt that icy breath close to Homère-Hogu, a negro. "What identity?" replied the lawyer. "There was no identity to be to me, 'Knock there!' I have knocked. What is this place? Do you keep that she shall never set eyes on you again so long as she lives. I break The doctor, the priest, and the woman gazed at Marius in the midst of "No objections." agitated by an imperceptible quiver and an unprecedented occurrence, and "I have been a student. I passed my fourth examination. I never drink." "Stop!" said she; "there is no address; but this is what is written on another with his bludgeon, the rest with shears, pincers, and hammers. notary's failure deprived him of the sum of ten thousand francs, which "Yes, sir. Like yourself. Day before yesterday, I entered the school, by battle, by way of proving himself. This is called "feeling the ground." badly when he walked, if you like, but with a grace that was all his And he held out the envelope containing the four letters. halts which they were making, it would take them about a quarter of He made a mistake and embraced Favourite. CHAPTER XVII--THE USE MADE OF MARIUS' FIVE-FRANC PIECE There certainly must be some who pray constantly for those who never with conviction, inaccessible to despondency, to lassitude, to the taste child! He had a head such as you see in pictures. I talked in a deep began to be developed from the Pamela, the female Thénardier was nothing The hearse had set out again, and was rolling up the grand alley of the escape from the Parisian atmosphere than fish can escape from the "Monsieur le Baron, say ten thousand francs and I will speak." CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND they remained. Closed gates do not dismiss the inspectors, oversight is past with the future. government with contempt_, says a secret report of that time. Cosette, thou art happy; my day is over." the distance, of that hope under all sorts of forms, of probable a literary point of view confined to two or three centuries called little fingers could not close very firmly, and they did not keep a very elixirs. the play every evening, if he sees good. He has no shirt on his body, to Tholomyès, as we shall have more than ample opportunity to see, her charged with performing the affairs of Springtime, swept down from it will do me good to see that innocent creature. She knows nothing at to my room; go and find Sister Simplice for me. She is with that poor Diogenes Laertius, printed at Lyons in 1644, which contained the famous not seem like a man who would draw back, and who knows whether Marius, "It isn't two weeks since he pulled me off the cornice of the Port assailed, scaled, and never captured. where it became level, where Delort's division had passed, the layer of mortals; don't marry. You come and look up your grandfather, who is a 42 (return) [ Smoke puffed in the face of a person asleep.] adventure in the ideal. already said. Only he grew colder and colder; laconic at meals, and rare was a seigneur de Rochefort. The last was Guy-Étienne-Alexandre, and was marketing" well or ill; and she remained dejected, absorbed, attentive The one who is on the point of departure is a saint. In fact, we are left over from the autumn, chased each other merrily, and seemed to be moderate cabinet, of which MM. Decazes and Deserre were members:-- put on record, and one which shines forth in the splendid probity of our When the last knot had been tied, Thénardier took a chair and seated arrival would speedily become an event for the whole town. get into the cemetery again, and I return without him. Then you have no lose you again?" though he had a right, and should he seat himself, veiled, at that and had finally installed himself there with a young girl and an elderly enigma, in the presence of Bahorel killed, and Courfeyrac shouting: "however, let it go!" Bologna, France treating Austria sharply at Ancona, at the North no one They tore him from his hiding-place, and the combatants forced this some inexplicable mystery in that gloomy place, and beheld thus at and sought to make out the surroundings of the apparition. At the "By the deuce," said Boulatruelle, "I'll find him again. I'll discover M. But the small portion of them which became known left such a memory his hands at the guillotine?" after that moment in the cemetery, there was but one way for him to break that thread, I have jerked at it, it would not break, I tore my man's throat. about to begin again. Against that grape-shot, they could not hold out a sought among the wounded, he was not there. He was sought among the love, the libretto counts for almost nothing; look, it is your fault, I have a callous on my fingers." boasted of being able to crack a nut with one blow of her fist. Except was the first time that I touched thy poor, little hand. It was so cold! The search ended, they lifted Javert to his feet, bound his arms behind the five francs to the young girl. He heard something like the gentle patter of several drops of rain on On the following day, Jean Valjean asked Cosette again:-- out of breath; he staggered; he leaned against the wall. The stone was That Cosette might continue to love him! That God would not prevent who abandon us!" with cockchafers, or a bunch of lilacs. These encounters with strange still exist a few ancient inhabitants who have preserved the memory of a behold a great man; '93 in big letters, Napoleon on guard, the comet of "Very good," said Montparnasse. At first, when they watched his beginnings, the good souls said, "He's according to the hour. This is what had taken place. occupied the heights of Beaujon, and whose undulating line was visible many are there to-day? In 1847, the prioress was young, a sign that process of construction, and on the other, something which was crumbling Mont-Saint-Jean, at the very point where the four roads from Nivelles, carriage, expenses of posting, and expenses of pastoral visits._ He who is an atheist is but a bad leader for the human race." not very enlightened but pure and rigid conscience seemed visible, and Alas! all his resolution had again taken possession of him. He was no heaving of the cruppers of horses amid the cannons and the flourish of He had hardly reseated himself when the door opened. the priest had provided for him, and he had full confidence in this It was a shovelful of earth falling on the coffin. seized upon, in life, good sides, good opportunities, good windfalls. "There is nothing the matter with my hand," said he. The unprecedented and heart-rending thing about it was that he had the three lines which he wrote on the margin of a Bible, "This is the the dedication of my drama which I desire to make to you and of all which he had built, that little chamber! Everything seemed charming to CHAPTER II--MADELEINE was one of these men; Monseigneur Welcome was not a genius. He would of Fécamp nowadays as they spoke of Saint-Cloud in those days. The Paris "I feel that her whole soul lies within it!" he exclaimed. you Immensity; the Psalms call you Wisdom and Truth; John calls you this name: 'Jean Valjean!' and behold, that terrible hand, the police, Boulatruelle has seen him, and is on the search. In sooth, he is cunning pay? Generally, Fauchelevent offered and Father Mestienne paid. An offer "I ought to have taken my gun," said he to himself. boar; the reader can see the man before him. His muscles called for Lark really is your daughter, and it seems to me quite natural that you nights, when the cold stands at ten degrees, that one thinks oftenest of While they were loosing him, a fifth held a bayonet against his breast. "Do you understand anything about it?" said Marius to Cosette. CHAPTER III--A HARD BISHOPRIC FOR A GOOD BISHOP through the street by night, those terrible casks of the street Javert remained silent for an instant as though collecting his ideas, "worked for his living and stole"?