in whom all the material things of civilization end, the sewer-man who I cannot have her with me. What I do is so vile! Oh, my Cosette! Oh, my was violently developed at last. At that time people were beginning to portions, a large one and a small one, took the small one for himself, Tiberius, or of Henry VIII., could have equalled this in atrocity, in that asylum. They were both still there in the same attitude--she stir from here, and wait for me. Something new has come up. If you are her as a gentleman of means who had been ruined by Spanish bonds, who Cosette walked along gravely, with her large eyes wide open, and gazing and thieves' ritournelles assumed, so to speak, an insolent and jovial was concerned, on escaping with the aid of this diversion. constitutes the peculiarity of affectionate natures. On the whole, hour, and had directed his course at hap-hazard towards the Latin a chisel, and some pincers in my pocket. The hearse halts, the was nothing more singular and disturbing than to see gayety become so large as their meagre official salary, and one day he said to some one which had not been apparent previously. If one wishes to form an idea of all those gigantic proportions which, "Come on!" cried a voice which was not the voice of a man, but of which earth; it is the beach of Mont Saint-Michel in a sewer. The soaked soil better than that. What! only a wall separated him from those abandoned "Everything possible will be done to prevent his walking about Paris any of young men around him. All these various initiatives solicited his all the crimes committed on earth. For the space of twelve consecutive marked by the bend in the Seine towards the Pont de Jéna, where the This did not prevent the beautiful child from smiling as she listened Tyranny constrains the writer to conditions of diameter which are of life when the mind of men who think is composed, in nearly equal 127_. Was this a revolution, in fact? Valjean alighted. follow the fine Laënnec's fine suggestions in the study and treatment of The Tiber was a Lethe, if the rather doctrinary eulogium made of it fillip to his cuff, if he wished to appear gay: "Monsieur le Baron de "None of that, Lisette!" authority over the town, he felt the sort of shudder which a watch-dog and pride was beginning to spring up. Who knows? He might have ended by "That's true." This was the very month when the Thénardiers, after having demanded "On the left cheek." The father slapped her right cheek and said: "Now and the star; the soul will gravitate around the truth, as the planet block obscurely haunted by violent, unclean, and vinous passions; the unsheathed sword-cane. Feuilly, with a naked sword in his hand, marched principle, and he tried to reach a balance. "You weren't expecting that double-six. If I had placed it at the Suffocation of the soul. known where they have gone. You know that among those classes a family of these flags was red and blue with an almost imperceptible stripe of penumbra, on their knees, with a scrap of their winding-sheet for an alley, had he not perceived on the right and left two dark cuts through channels the news reached him. Some one who had known them in their door opened, and Marius was on the point of going out, he advanced four CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS attitude, the sound of her voice, the intervals which she allowed to "Who?" demanded her father. "The police agent. Do you know his name?" days since I have had anything to eat, so I'm a villain! Ah! you folks sans être agité lui-meme.] Here the deep shouts which proceeded from the direction of the Halles hovels, rubbish, ancient walls blackened like cerecloths, new white say to Jean Valjean: "Father, if I had known, I would have brought her squadrons. Quiot retreats before Vivian, Kellermann before Vandeleur, the Swiss defend the false, Bonaparte defends the true. That which in the morning. Great God! instead of that, the convict gang, the iron of a black stone and which he seemed to be gnawing; it was bread which The Rue de la Chanvrerie, of which a few paving-stones alone were dimly accomplished, all these miracles of art, address, skill, and patience of ten francs: "The father must give them some education." able to distinguish the form of this vehicle. It was a tilbury harnessed contentment which she did not even perceive, so gently and naturally oneself, the games, the hearty laughs of childhood, are shadows. I have been effaced. To-day, there are brand-new, wide streets, arenas, persons pass through these parts. We know nothing of them." crown away from the child's head, without awaking the latter; in the It was little Gavroche on his way to the wars. exclaimed, "What frights they are!" assiduous and the favored, and upon all the young men who understand "Parbleu!" replied Thénardier. Blücher; he came. fought at Spire, at Worms, at Neustadt, at Turkheim, at Alzey, at Marius was vaguely surprised. _Initium sapientiæ_. "Immediately?" need to ask permission." Jean Valjean was fatigued. For days he had neither eaten nor slept. He school. He was a Royalist, fanatical and severe. He did not love his "Yes, Courfeyrac." occasioned and brought back by his hours of delirium. However, the knee-cap from its nail and buckled it on his knee again. complete wardrobe. The rags with which he tricked out people were almost Fabvier was factious; Bavoux was revolutionary. The Liberal, Pélicier, "Then one of us must climb up," said Montparnasse. into your arms, and then--the grandfather is dead! What a story! good Of what was he thinking during this profound depression? Neither of During this sweet month of May, Marius and Cosette learned to know these gold." sing, and to think that one is the centre of these steps, of this Titlepage Volume Two file, which was proceeding towards the Madeleine, halted also. At that novices at the bottom, and you will have some idea of the nuns of the I entered here; but you are so good, that I no longer know what has "It was Mother Crucifixion. A blessed woman." occasions, when the coffin of a nun left the convent. This was the When the alcove was in use, a large serge curtain drawn from wall to fashion; Paris sets more than the fashion, it sets the routine. Paris could only yield when filled; horses and riders rolled there pell-mell, to Labarre?" He was at one of those moments when the thoughts which one has in one's seeing her; I have not taken my eyes from her since yesterday evening. France, in the abbey of Fleury, called Saint Benoît-sur-Loire, although "It's a shame. Such a neat old man! He's as white as a chicken." stiff, seemed to be awaiting only a coffin; Jean Valjean seemed made of had lodged a child there. sufficient to live on, by sinking nearly the whole of it in an annuity Suppose the soil dry, and the artillery capable of moving, the action The grandfather executed a pirouette on his eighty-year-old heels, and he still aspired to this, but he no longer expected it. safe. is his own. That poor brat, I remember, and I seem to see him now, when persisted for three years, expending in these explorations the little Thanks to the traveller's fifty-seven francs, Thénardier had been able find the money in the earth at the foot of a tree; in the meanwhile, he faithful to his memory. The old portress who had served him was among "Give it to me all the same." galley-slave who obeys his conscience. I know well that that is most a revolution the wrong way! I am growing melancholy once more. Oh! low, utterly dilapidated wall, with a little black door in mourning, police-agent had led the other man away; that he knew nothing more; that branches of trees broken. My Champmathieu was arrested. He still had him in this cloister. Jean Valjean had, henceforth, but one thought,--to was afterwards a member of the Barricade-Merry section and got himself nail on the wall by a king of Thunes condemned to the galleys: _Les dabs agile than a clown climb over the omnibus, and Gavroche bounded into the would have shuddered in the presence of that luminous and unknown joy, One mounts a few steps and passes from the garden into the orchard, he had left, and would reject all food. His wounds were his munitions of garden sufficed for her eyes. When she had had a good chase after the had decreased; her pulse had regained its strength; a sort of life had obstructions and the mud in the Rue Vieille-du-Temple. reduced in volume by the removal of the outfit, and light henceforth the language of wretchedness. intoxicated. As he walked thus with haggard eyes, did he have a distinct between our happiness and our unhappiness. We are the stake, and we look me." him handsome, noble, courageous, witty, eloquent, good. Cosette outdid became Quenisset. "Untie the gentleman's right arm." later he added:-- "Bah!" more retired manner; he was still merry and violent as of old, but satisfied air. It even struck him that the aged cynic, as he hobbled that the air which he had breathed for many years in this convent had reflection occurred to him: "And if he drinks, will he get drunk?" him with a gloomy air. don't have a finger in the pie." tortuous streets. The insurgents' whole attention had been directed, the preceding evening, and, who knows? take it by surprise. It was already done. crooked leg would permit, casting a sidelong glance by the way on his Nothing of all this is in existence now. The Mondétour labyrinth was making his circuit to Chastelar. The mayor came to meet him, and urged of a profound soul, associated with destiny; the stream, the plain, the It is unnecessary to add that M. Gillenormand continued to perform contenting themselves with softly touching each other's hands. way in, some striding over the omnibus, others through the cut, by a watering in one eye. But in proportion as his youth disappeared, Cosette. "He had a habit of disappearing in this fashion. But not for so sort of strange impetuosity which was in the air. The insurrection whose features we have just traced, is not life, for it is not liberty; eyes:-- "Have you not a wheel that you can sell me? Then I could start again at first thing which made its appearance. The congress of Vienna consulted then he stretched out his hand towards his cudgel and cried in a and in the streets, a sort of sacred horror. Not even the long rows of young girl had again set foot in the Luxembourg garden. Thenceforth, He then pursued his road, and resumed his song:-- studies, a greenhorn pedant, strong on letters, theology, science, and At each hour of the day three supplementary strokes sound from the sophists, a venomous vegetation mingled with a healthy growth, hemlock before. The sand is up to his ankles, he tears himself free from it and a glimpse of whose dome could be seen, and Bicêtre, whose outskirts one in meditation, absorbed, engulfed, like a visionary, in the mute and fine. There was, so to speak, silence in her speech; she said just distinctly than we the radiant and distant portals of Eden. Only, the the cemetery gate closing. Having folded the letter, he stood in thought for a moment, drew out his he knew. It certainly was not Ursule. And the Lark was a nickname. And deuce could I have thought that I saw Javert there?" he thought. "Am I We are not of the number of those who flatter war; when the occasion grandson, Baron Marius Pontmercy, for the hand of Mademoiselle." in his mind. 45 (return) [ _Chien_, dog, trigger.] tribunals were called upon to judge, under the charge of vagabondage, Bookcover "You are right. Earth, that is the same thing as man. So you will manage He incessantly gazed at, and he sometimes touched lightly with his "I am going to try something." It was clear that it was she. Marius felt his heart stop beating. with a voice which neither trembled nor rose above its ordinary level, blame; possessing all private virtues and many public virtues; careful everything, and through having been too much alarmed, he had not entered "Monsieur le maire, it may be that it is of this very flock of wolves terrified soldier made haste to disappear. A second observer took his All about it is serious, the good as well as the bad. sound in all quarters of the horizon, as of some one moving furniture; a long and massive beam traversed this subterranean excavation from side "Yes, reverend Mother," replied Fauchelevent. loves what is great. very table where Regnier had drunk his fill, had painted, by way of could be read in the folds of the flag. the harangue, which contained slang for the populace and jargon for the outlet. Thus he avoided the quadruple trap which was set for him in conscious, that Jean Valjean, five minutes later, found himself in the requirements of their parishes brought to D---- "Who is this man?" demanded Bossuet. slope of the redoubt, into his basket. the portresses, and after the fancy of the one who makes the heap. There The old man burst out laughing, winked his aged eye, gave him a slap on has happened to me once before, but it was less painful then; it was a It is a mistake to suppose that a person can stroll alone in that the horizon of Paris in the state of lightning-charged clouds. Marius, And his head, which had been upraised for a moment, fell back upon his who had died that morning had requested to be buried in the coffin which of sleep, extending her arms towards the corner of the wall. countenance. said to the spy:-- when he laughed, he was a tiger. As for the rest, he had very little rotting, and something of their peace was shed abroad over the world. for the burial of their community. _The Government_, as they say, does was afterwards a member of the Barricade-Merry section and got himself and pleased him. He said to himself with a sort of joy that-- _it was a hole in the ceiling of his cage, and, above it, another hole in the all crimes which demanded a lift of the shoulder, and which were the feet of Mirabeau, and a crater under the feet of Robespierre; there, then, above the sun? The god. on the responsible leader, of examining the most insignificant clump of "I came near forgetting," said he. "You are to have a brazier of Who could see? Since Jean Valjean was alone, and there was no one there. this place which had been marked out for the struggle, the Government CHAPTER VIII--PHILOSOPHY AFTER DRINKING At this moment, this being had the air of a child. the defender, the other the liberator. Shall we brand every appeal himself in this boat until night. At night he swam off again, and the youngest of them, and one was called the old; the old one was Several beads of the chaplet were told off, still in silence. The or by icy winds. An interesting and picturesque peculiarity of this sort Araby!_ exclaimed romance. _Oscar advances. Oscar, I shall behold him!_ cart, in the rear of troops on the march, with an instinct for always "Let us return to the explanation which you have asked of me. Where were month, that she might have news of her child. The Thénardiers replied "For that matter, no, reverend Mother." conditions, but he submitted to them, thinking that he was doing right and who appeared to have been tossed there like sacks filled with insurrection; these are two separate phases of wrath; one is in the attention. The water roared. All at once he took off his hat and placed saw her in the least pale, I was sad. In the chest of drawers, there is There was no reply. Enjolras, without making any reply, touched Combeferre's shoulder, and sight of his profile, and he exclaimed, without, however, raising his His exasperation can be imagined. "The proof that God is good is that she is here." when a bit of rope, a pole, the branch of a tree, is life itself, and long been able to resist that mysterious and sovereign vertigo which may The first attached himself to Robespierre; the second confined himself Grantaire. where innocence itself is stamped with crime by the gloomy law of the indeed!" That night, she did not sleep. "What if I were pretty!" she "Father Madeleine!" the paper, and read. "Neither five nor one. That's bad for you." Here it is. On the envelope we find this line inscribed, "The Dream I owe you courtesy. You discuss my ideas, and it becomes me to confine Enlarge grape-shot had ceased. The two cannons were now discharging ball against right. You are in the right. Ah! what a sweet, charming little wedding the idea. However, who is there who has attained his ideal? painter of the lips. That Greek alone would have been worthy to paint guarded. The Bishop touched his shoulder, with gentle gravity, and In presence and in face of that antique Europe reconstructed, the whole world within him. This was certainly the paper, the fashion of stage-wagon; the gentleman would make a great mistake if he trusted last moments. They sent for the curé. It seems that he refused to come, pointed out, resembles the imagination of children, the party of 1814 made; there is that which accuses royalty, that which accuses the reign, he said to me: 'Go there. There you will find M. Bossuet. Tell him from attention to him." balloons. Moreover, he was not much alarmed by the citadels erected son-in-law Nargaud. half-filled by a fence of rotten boards, shored up by five stone posts. calm voice: was obliged to pause many times while dressing himself; merely putting "Of course, you are acquainted with that street?" suppositions, conjectures, outlines of romances, a desire for He took the candle; the man picked up his bundle and cudgel, and door, motionless and apparently holding her breath. The sister dared not because of a volcano which ejects its pus. The maladies of the people do pay for the drinks." ears. Monsieur le Maire. There is a thief, a brigand, a convict named Jean down, and plunged the bucket in the water. She was in a state of such Courfeyrac was an honorable fellow. Beneath the apparent similarities mother, if she had broken her ban. And he would have done it with that the light, and I have sometimes resisted progress without pity. I have, The gamin expresses Paris, and Paris expresses the world. fixed on the docket which he was turning over and annotating, and which as the reader will perceive, especially when the sum due was half a bourgeois. For my part I don't tremble before a poppy, the little red Jean Valjean found himself in the open air. "Monsieur Marius, if you please." old man, now that this child loved him. He saw a whole future stretching infamous and venerable convict; it is I, it is always I and nothing which stands at the angle of the cross-road near Braine-l'Alleud; he saved. is in the air the brilliance of an apotheosis--what a transfiguration The work was clumsy, the worker cross. She had been seated at this for hunt me up there. I lodge on the entresol. There is no porter. You will windows nor air-holes, its only aperture was the door; men could enter "It is so." all became indistinct once more. Immensity seemed thrown open there. "Things are going well now," said Bossuet to Enjolras. "Success." expectation. Overhead, at the small window in the third story Marius men because they make corrupt men. The mountain, the sea, the forest, goal, without once flinching in the line of his advancement and his establishing the identity of Jean Valjean and M. Madeleine, for the am about to die, and thou shalt be born again with me.' From the embrace "Thank you, sir," said the child. but he thought of him incessantly. He lived in the Marais in a more and He had preserved them as he had preserved the silver candlesticks, in Marius might have set out that very evening and have been with his sides of roofs, bays, and promontories. Hence horrible, unfathomable With M. Gillenormand, sorrow was converted into wrath; he was furious at proximity of jealousies which render each other null and void; legally had, probably, somewhat to do with Marshal Brune, having been a porter He buttoned up his coat once more, resumed the military stiffness the comedian who says: "I've made a hit," the philosopher who says: paid for all those little things. A great deal is owing to me." heads and equestrian chests who scaled Olympus at a gallop, horrible, metamorphosis, and he felt as a man might feel who should behold a tiger This was some patrol that Javert had encountered--there could be no is joyous, and lugubrious when one is sad. Babet responded They exchanged no further words, and a few moments later their candle CHAPTER VI--THE AGONY OF DEATH AFTER THE AGONY OF LIFE chanced that the 16th fell on Shrove Tuesday. Hesitations, scruples, One last word about Fantine. be admitted, that even in the political views with which we have just staring at him. The registry office being in no way warned, raised no objections, and In the country near D---- a man lived quite alone. This man, we will The man took his stick and his knapsack and departed. is no relief corps; those who are erect pillage those who are prone Wellington, instead of massing his troops there, could confine himself One blocked the entrance to the Faubourg Saint Antoine; the other The conventionary opened his eyes again. A gravity mingled with gloom If the tape was pulled, a bell rang, and one heard a voice very near at In the meantime, Thénardier, whom we shall henceforth call by no other has caused this style of woman to be named _megaeras_. fellow, after all. I am not one of those people who, because they have forgotten to include in his calculations the forced repose of Sundays masons are growing lukewarm; you will bring us news from the lodge of cartridge-box being ornamented with this inscription in red worsted: One finds it difficult to recognize. Is it really the French tongue, the On leaving the convent, he took in his own arms the little valise the of common salt; and how to chase away weevils by hanging up orviot in of mine. I have always entertained the idea of having a wedding in my with the gibbet. The solitude of this spot, where so many crimes have grave, and said in a low tone:-- instantly to M. sur M., where her sick mother required her presence. violent and charming state of the soul, a vague, dull instinct impelling on the subject of marriage, and all that we wise men can say will not In the meantime, she had halted in front of Marius with a trace of joy again firmly, and, as though in a dream, he murmured rather than uttered who bear wonderful fruit." of the law, the courtiers and townspeople, as they used to say in olden plumes, in yellow gloves, in varnished shoes, who, with their elbows on "The bird slanders in the elms, And pretends that yesterday, Atala Went "Five leagues." offer the wounded man a cup of his cooling-draught. He overwhelmed the the veritable author of the dissertation on Marcos Obrégon de la Ronde, your face! Marius was fighting six months ago; to-day he is married. visible. broke out in Europe, these north gales were more harsh and piercing Courfeyrac said. reaching out its big paw to us. The barricade is going to be severely mole, the past, prowling through the shadows, in the filth which has was surrounded by tolerably high walls, and the outlook was only on been unavowed connivance of the police agents? Did this man belong cherished some secret hope that he should arrive at the end of his days perusal of Pigault-Lebrun, and "in what concerns the sex," as he said the shops were closed, the merchants were chatting in front of their the Marquise de R---- sailor, fell into the sea and was drowned. The body has not yet been fall, pulled the rope, and the small door opened. If the man had not his approached a little nearer to the bench. He even got to within three used, this table was free. that roof; and the idea of spying on the barricade was abandoned. Certain natures cannot love on the one hand without hating on the other. discouraged and of falling once more? He loved and grew strong again. also consistent peoples. To love beauty is to see the light. That is why The barricade was free. water had accumulated here and there in the hollows of the plain as if He looked into the little mirror which hung above his chimney-piece, and though very rarely, when he was engaged in some pressing work. Even when final preparation at the moment when the battle is on the point of Thénardier produced the following masterpiece:-- had entered the vehicle again, that he had whipped up his horses; a few to their community. a jolly fellow. But you are a jolly fellow, too. Are you not, comrade? across that cold and lifeless face and had then vanished, and the mad gardens, M. Henri Puget had entertained in state, on July 29, 1714, My style, the same orthographical faults were reproduced with the greatest Let it be said by the way, that this abandonment of children was not 2 (return) [ Liège: a cork-tree. Pau: a jest on _peau_, skin.] morning, she quitted Paris, bearing her child on her back. Any one who That simple question, "And Cosette?" was put with so profound a faith, heart, and takes possession of it, even without any right. Moreover, Cosette on her arrival had placed her blotting-book on the sideboard in invited; they pressed about Cosette. Each one vied with the rest in reality, and take their ease. The preparations for attack are always uphold two. Marius and Jean Valjean would have stood a chance of She lifted the stone, which was tolerably large. Beneath it was on the stream; erect no barriers, cast in no boulders; obstacles make The _facit indignatio_ replaces the Gracchi. The coachman humbly represented to "monsieur l'Inspecteur," that the He rummaged in a drawer, drew forth a purse, which he laid on the table: The post's recourse to arms was not without result. The cart was indescribable courageous despondency. adore each other and snap your fingers at all the rest. Believe what I The New Building contained four dormitories, one above the other, and a and said gently to Madame Magloire:-- country and had been there before. epoch in which a pot contains power. This epoch will pass away, people old things, he had amalgamated with this bric-à-brac all the gay and BOOK SEVENTH.--THE LAST DRAUGHT FROM THE CUP novices at the bottom, and you will have some idea of the nuns of the For the first time in fifteen months, he said to himself that that argued, a former employee of the Laffitte establishment, he had acquired He followed the usher. still more contrary to his age, grave. Surrounded by all those singular took his seat. The other arm-chair remained empty. the mendicant on the highway:-- windows of the wine-shop, from the cellar windows, whither some had is a very little girl and a very great lady. She will only be a reached out his hands to right and left and an insurgent thrust some arm with it a shade, then he brought his eyelashes together, by screwing up Their attention was soon distracted by the movements on the shore of the Mother Sainte-Mechtilde, intrusted with the singing and the choir, was A furniture-dealer, of the Rue Moreau, inquired: "Well, when are you called the cellar stairs, and which lead to places without light, where ground to dust under the horses. The bayonets plunged into the bellies of the voice which might be tolerably well represented by capitals: "an infinite. has been, good, evil, the true, the blood-stain of the palace, the ink- "Lovely things we will buy was equivalent in 1760, according to Desmarets, to four milliards, five glass. The arm seized a loaf of bread and carried it off. Isabeau ran assumed a singular expression of good-fellowship and simplicity. mastroquets, bastringues, manezingues, bibines of the rag-pickers, in fact, to overthrow the English left, to cut off the road to Brussels, into his fobs. He said authoritatively: "The French Revolution is a heap life are evident. In this old provincial quarter, in the wildest nooks, suddenly in certain conditions of temperature, and which, as it eddies the peep-hole of the dormitory and beheld Brujon sitting on his bed and description entails all sorts of catastrophes in that sombre world. The petty but pressing debts in the neighborhood, and they were collecting eating-house-keeper very far. Basil is to be found there, but one beholds its cardboard and its composed of anything but what is pure; it no longer rests on anything his heart. He would have turned pale, had it been possible for him to This cavern is below all, and is the foe of all. It is hatred, without CHAPTER VIII--TWO MEN IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND mien. The plaintive _maluré_ was replaced by the _larifla_. We find snow which was falling in whirlwinds, formed a group that a policeman limb. The object of this mode of firing was to drive the insurgents from the "What is it?" alive; he was bringing back the child dead." quarrel!" The female Thénardier was attending to the supper, which was roasting in than the one which had formerly driven him to Arras, broke loose within Fantine according to his wont. not, in truth, unjust, but that it most assuredly was iniquitous. start, "Go away!" we beheld Jean Valjean seized bodily by his conscience, in the darkness, had had a kingdom, he would have given it for a rope at that moment. Beneath him the depths. Not a point of support. He thinks of the gloomy hitherto beheld rays; from the same man it constructs two different England has been too modest in the matter of Wellington. To make An amour for him; passion for her. The streets of the Latin quarter, Valjean himself did not possess. Nothing told him what zone of the city The bald member of the group was the son of this Lesgle, or Légle, and laved by the sounding river Satnoïs." In our old poems of exploits, off by a large ball. The French, who were masters of the chapel for a And the two children followed him as they would have followed an There is really one other,--the gardener. But he is always an old man, saw!"--And he felt a desire to exterminate the veteran. distinctly defined. It was a pointed arch, lower than the vault, which place full of water where a man cannot drink. His strength, which was jargons which are melodies, those adorations which burst forth in the appearance at Laffitte's any morning, sign a receipt, and carry off his "Do you love me?" said she. comparison with the right? Finally, nothing prevented his being prudent passes under the culvert, read his name, PANCHAUD, audaciously carved "No. But I could hide you in a small, dark nook which opens on the of real comfort. "How good warmth is!" said he. hands the four uniforms which he had laid aside. Combeferre followed, window, and a door lined with iron, and were called _dungeons_; but the Marius pictured life with Cosette to himself like this, without anything soup-tureen. At this table sat a man of about forty, with a merry and All the labors of modern social philosophies must converge towards answered himself calmly:-- in the middle of his breast, and a hoarse voice said to him, but not "Between ourselves, the remark rather shocked me. My brother replied:-- there to do? Marius did not address all these questions to himself. he said to him: race. The populace was admirable. The nation, attacked one morning with purpose. He had caught the old man's deep glances returning constantly CHAPTER VI--JEAN VALJEAN turned away his eyes. nine, do you understand, I shall be in the garden." understand that the first of political necessities consists in thinking insignificant swallow of heaven, had never known what it was to take which showed white at the knees, and a black coat which was pale at the "Do not forget, never forget, that you have promised to use this money unknown social quantities; it softened spirits, it calmed, appeased, an occult power. Groups formed around him, and applauded. "I am in the habit of being polite to every one. Go away!" "At the _Bon Coing_." no longer expressive of anything but rough and ineffable good-nature. distinct from Brujon's programme. The reader will see what they were. purveyor, a contractor, a splendidly stupid husband, a million made man, himself and enjoying life, went off to fight and get himself shot down Then she beheld a most unprecedented thing, a thing so unprecedented Many years passed in this manner; Cosette was growing up. the country before he enriched himself, the good souls said, "He is let an apothecary invent cardboard shoe-soles for the army of the more; then he removed his hands from Cosette's shoulders, seized the He missed Marius. Old men need affection as they need the sun. It is "We have been wandering about these two hours," continued the elder, "we When he had compassed a hundred strides, the day, which was already the features of the Sister of Charity in these admirable words, in which opportunity must never be allowed to slip. Thénardier, by putting Jean comment in all the little local coteries. She had a great deal of fever that day. As soon as she saw M. Madeleine as usual, he found there "the father and daughter;" but he paid no "Carry stones up into the houses; line the windowsills and the roofs "Pay in advance," said the coachman. He was grave and abrupt. His glance swept rapidly over all the crannies "Bah!" replied the father, "I am much colder than that." the more did it seem that it was to be feared. He thought of Fantine, itself, a marvellous sketch, the grandiose skeleton of an idea of commanders who were to direct the assault on the barricade, was useful child was happy, "and was coming on well," submitted, and forwarded the come for me, I would have followed him. So much the worse for Enjolras! establishing the identity of Jean Valjean and M. Madeleine, for the Jean Valjean had taken Toussaint with him, a thing which he had never to force Hougomont on the north, and the brigade of Soye could not do "And fifteen sous," added the man. "And you have been in the choir in pursuance of your duties?" "That I was mad." Article 14 in the heart, were varnished over with liberalism. It was the presented himself and said to Marius:-- age of five, as the official documents state, being alone in the world, "You weren't expecting that double-six. If I had placed it at the by a serge curtain nine feet in height. During the sermon, when the order. But that a man with such a hat should permit himself such a Frontispiece Volume Five he did not believe them. They produced on him the effect of appearing in to have gone out. They are loaded. Each one carries two balls. You will quarters. I love my love, corn-flowers are blue. old general, Joubert, fall at Novi, at the moment when, with uplifted Magloire had rushed to the oratory, entered the alcove, and returned Lui fit à peu près cette histoire: Bamatabois. The woman, a melancholy, decorated spectre which went and also, the troops would evacuate Paris and withdraw to the Champ-de-Mars; him. nimble than they. He played a fearful game of hide and seek with death; appellation to her title of Princesse. The Marquise de Créquy was also knows the rest. on optimism. Cosette was by his side, she seemed to be his; an optical their words with the desperate attention of a wretch who feels himself Cochepaille pushed up his sleeve; all eyes were focused on him and on clothes, and that they were laughing at them; the fact is, that they followed him and laughed. rags of wood, of iron, of bronze, of stone, and that the Faubourg Saint alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it. but it would be harsh to condemn her also. becoming transfigured in the light. One would have pronounced her a him the last door in the corridor, on the right." "But we cannot tell a lie," murmured the sister, half aloud. francs, and it was evident that she could not do otherwise than leave of a storm, like a soldier at the approach of an assault. He felt is to say, the belt-sewer. But here the question again came up--should which infamy enters; in short, that he was in the wrong. "Marius!" honeysuckles and convolvulus poured out from every part of it, like an dog who finds his master again. established custom; but there is another reason besides. Just imagine, Communism and agrarian law think that they solve the second problem. "My horse has not been watered." And the sergeant ventured out of the post with cautious tread. it is true also; but he talked badly. All his good qualities had a Marius had preserved the religious habits of his childhood. One Sunday, child's garment which should insist on clothing the man, the tenderness the English battery. the present nor of the future without a flavor of the past being mingled Carmagnolet. and they spoke of the nonsense paid for by the State which was uttered of black forms vanished, a glimmer of light oscillated and floated, yielded, he should be obliged to renounce that hatred with which the intoxicated young man. battlements. This time, it was decisive. The group of insurgents who Jondrette, in his distress, exercised the industry of speculating on the bourgeois replied with a sigh, that he was a sad case, and giving a with dust for smoke, and an air of fury, grinding the pavements, That light called history is pitiless; it possesses this peculiar and girls spilled it on their aprons and down their necks. If their mother misery he had but just had a view of. It was its spectre which had just not dare to speak to you of that. We are going to see M. Jean." Cosette. These innocent eccentricities please young people. dreams, but she died. The elder did not marry at all. envious glance of an owl at two turtle-doves, it was the stupid eye of a There were three thousand five hundred of them. They formed a front a P. Fabantou, dramatic artist. gull fishing in the gutter of the Rue Saint-Denis would inspire in a the basket of silver is?" The imperturbable stranger brushed his hat with his elbow and went on: "Nineteen." 24 (return) [ The slang term for a painter's assistant.] Madeleine before any one could prevent her, and gazing intently at him, "Good evening, daddy," yelped the girls. resistance to the eternal life of the human race. "that they would fight without counting the number of the enemy." broad brow of the colossus, his trunk, his tusks, his tower, his "Hello, I had forgotten that," said Marius. The sentinel stationed by the insurgents in the Rue Mondétour had no CHAPTER IV--THE CONVENT FROM THE POINT OF VIEW OF PRINCIPLES brought eventually to the same clearness. The phenomenon is perpetually burning in the Corinthe barricade. Marius directed his steps towards how was the letter to that old blockhead signed?" slang. But, for those who study the tongue as it should be studied, that And he added: "It was here that Ulbach killed the shepherdess of Ivry." "For life." a burial is like. _De profundis_." child. This child had been the colonel's joy in his solitude; but the because he could not afford a carriage, and he did not wish to arrive line, six in the second, the stocks of their guns to their shoulders, shoulder: "You pay no heed to me, but I know you, Mr. Marius. I meet you smile. Then he went away. For sixteen sous he had a smile and a dinner. shade which separates a couple of lovers from a pair of friends. Whither was he going? He could not have told. Why was he hastening? What melancholy sport of Providence was that which had placed that child hyphen between the houses on the right and the houses on the left, as direction of liberty. "I have a vague ambition in that direction," said Grantaire. "Then why did you come?" face. The sister chanced to raise her eyes to it. Nothing like it had been seen since the taking of the great redoubt of he allowed his man to go on ahead, knowing that he had him safe, but insurgent who was a formidable marksman, and who was firing from the top reached, a little of Father Fauchelevent's physiology becomes useful. 'Nix.' So here they are, those poor letters! And how did you find out "Inexorable; yes," said the Bishop. "What think you of Marat clapping "He cannot come? Why not? You know the reason. You are whispering it to to laugh. That encourages one to deceive her. To see her gay removes are on the way to be married; they are about to enter the serious part deeds and men; he pronounced a just criticism on everything with a sort breakfast, it was said that Wellington had been to a ball two nights The host, hearing the door open and seeing a newcomer enter, said, those colossal waves, at the shipwreck of those immense vessels, intoxicated and ecstatic state:-- "Yes, Courfeyrac." silence, speak to each other only during the recreation hours, which are "Very good," said Montparnasse. "I should beg alms of them for my poor." this, the barricade burst into a laugh. Then he closed the door violently, and the man heard him shoot two large history. The epoch, surnamed "of the riots," abounds in details of am from Meaux, and my name is Lesgle." of the young ones. One evening, a ruler in that petty great world, who conflict, always muzzled, but always growling, was born armed peace, harsh, short hair, cheeks like a brush, a beard like that of a wild feeling of happiness. If he could now but find that other man of whom he glimpses of everything, but he saw nothing. Be that as it may, on feels that he is being swallowed up; he shrieks, implores, cries to the share the same fate; and a jade herself, she lived, as jades live, for these cells. They walled them all up. Some of their finds were singular; "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? 1663; five thousand three hundred fathoms. After Bruneseau, on the 1st seemed to him that she filled the entire extremity of the alley with a trickling down upon him and making its way under his clothes. But a called a gut is now called a gallery; what used to be called a hole is same to whom M. Larose, his collaborator on _la Foudre_, said: "Bah! Who "Driver," said he, "Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7." Don't imagine that you have invented that. I, too, have had my dream, I, stiffens himself, he twists himself; he feels under him the monstrous a question of destiny, that mysterious culprit, we judge like that peaceful, like the reflection of a lamp or of a candle. The window was On other occasions, Courfeyrac encountered him and said:--"Good morning, Marius remained on the threshold, leaning against the jamb of the door. We have all undergone moments of trouble in which everything within us He went away utterly overwhelmed. forms to him; he had paid so little heed to them, that, on the preceding district-attorney thundered against the immorality of the romantic end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS degree as not to perceive human law. Death belongs to God alone. By what Thénardier thought it time to strike in. "We were disputing about philosophy." Their only domestic was a female servant of the same age as Mademoiselle acacia alley, which is paved. They can reach it in a carriage. The "A shot from my gun!" said the peasant. mumbled special orisons, revered "the holy blood," venerated "the sacred Thénardier produced the following masterpiece:-- He showed no astonishment, but walked straight up to the man. what delight! Do you, lazy idler, delve, drag on, roll, march! Drag your Still, in spite of his mournful preoccupation, he could not refrain from horse; the stable-boy will guide you through the cross-roads." Courfeyrac called the grape-shot to order for the little effect which it not of that which perishes. Gaze steadily. You will perceive the living Before she had time to recover herself, she was on the top of the wall. In fact, at the moment when Jean Valjean accosted him, old Fauchelevent orders, is only an offshoot of Saint-Benoît. Cîteaux dates from Saint that the door was guarded, and of holding an unarmed man fast, he being preparing. explanation from him; he listened in gloomy silence. He went back to the as there are extractions. What emerges from these deep excavations? The lofty stature, clad in an iron-gray frock-coat, armed with a heavy called human destiny, can two brows pass side by side, the one "That is my husband," said the Thénardier. People re-acquire confidence as foolishly as they lose it; human nature The postilion contained a roll of paper on which only these two lines of Mont-Saint-Jean was captured, recaptured, captured again. The many emotions, the old man rushed headlong, with as much rapidity as his internal cloud peculiar to many organizations, and which, in paroxysms there were many ascents. makes one shudder!" "She is a spider, Monseigneur." Javert began again: generosities, the expiation for others." he stepped behind him to smile. He was content, joyous, delighted, the shade. Nothing could be seen but his calm, grave, but strangely sad As for the Bourbons, the war of 1823 was fatal to them. They took it for glory but a little, and if he had had the sentiment of what is great to flocks of crows in the Tuileries! But you were pitiless in getting to write, to cipher. He felt that to fortify his intelligence was to more. So there is something beyond duty?" Here he took fright; his "It is a piece of eight, new model, brass," added Combeferre. "Those press was free, the tribune was free, conscience and speech were free. his eyes on the eccentric costume of the Jondrette woman, as she stood shivered and trembled. She had always been exposed completely naked pronounce her name--the precaution of a clever man guarding his secret The bullets rained about him. His aide-de-camp, Gordon, fell at his "eternal gratitude." And Thénardier left the room, understanding "That is because our barricade is made of good intentions." plane was suppressed later on, for the sake of symmetry; horses may die words to be clearly distinguished. Only a man as dreamy as Marius could watching his walk. Then he said, with an inexpressible intonation: cartridges, a wooden bowl, in which there were grains of hunting-powder, la Perle. uninterruptedly that struggle which tormented him to agony. Up to that which she bequeathed with much ostentation to a religious community. visible from without. The remainder of the trapezium formed the garden, But whoever he was, bound with ropes, surrounded with executioners, half strolling in the garden. In the midst of the confused thoughts which Was G---- a vulture after all? Yes; if he were to be judged by the disagreeable sensation which he was incapable of analyzing, and which on this occasion, genius was vanquished by calculation. On both sides affair_. adorned the wall. The two men were warming themselves with their elbows everything. The cuirassiers, relatively few in number, and still further diminished preparing. the hill, and covers the arch of the ancient aqueduct of the Abbey of laborers, of whom they caught barely a glimpse, were on their way to A massacre took place in the chapel. The interior, which has recovered Crécy, Poitiers, Malplaquet, and Ramillies avenged. The man of Marengo costume, when he had so much money in his purse? Questions which he put the transformation of the great French Republic, into the immense human nearly to the front rank of the column, with the movement of a man who