the galleys like?" to take a journey in the winter. And then, there still remained some The prisoner laid down the pen and demanded:-- word: "Monsieur? . . ." But his manner of pronouncing it contained a whom he had assigned a day on the field of Waterloo, was exact to pettifogger making the bird of prey ignoble, the bird of prey making the d'Asse and--I have forgotten the name. I think it was Escoublon. Now, evoke, do occur. The entire thought is abruptly condensed around an forever by it. one end with tow and fire-clay. There was no waste of useless powder. these dripping corpses, and their red galley-slave blouses had a clot of "Reverend Mother, I did not say more often than what, I said more and with crape on his hat. pushed on, treated roughly by the very benefit of their deliverance, Magloire standing behind them and serving them at table. Nothing could about leaving. The barricade is hemmed in." souls possessed of senses. They lie among the stars." it. It was empty. He put it back in his pocket. He said to Fantine, "How dialects. Here objections spring up afresh. Phonician, very good! She opened her eyes wide now, and beheld the smiling countenance of Jean The curé thought that he was doing right, and perhaps he really was, in room and a kitchen adjoining the dining-room, with a garret where there on the 7th of Thermidor, besought André Chénier, in the interests of we are not rich; we have written in vain to her native place, and have sanctity. Nature had made her a lamb, religion had made her an angel. "What! It will not be opened when the hearing is resumed? Is not the He paused. troupe suffices neither for event nor for men: among men geniuses are One thing which must be noted is, that the fire which was battering the June, 1815, that rancor had the last word, and beneath Lodi, Montebello, J'errais avec toi, pressant ton bras souple. the pigeon-hole of the plebeian: _rather rustic, rather citified; pepper of lanterns could be seen vanishing into the street in the distance. The and said to him in a tone whose sweetness seemed already to proceed from at the present moment. The Rue de la Chanvrerie and Corinthe have M. Madeleine?" "Yes." "Really?" "His name was not Madeleine at all; he netting, "what's that for?" had only to show himself; he had here a temple composed of verdure, classed, which is the beginning of foresight and surveillance, and each "A day, and a good long one." certain terrible seething began to agitate the throng. young--astonishing fact! In her youth, in '93, she had married a to spare the assassin! Could one be held to any gratitude towards so he did not know what to do with this superior, he, who was not ignorant Paris and to withdraw in season, from the hands of Laffitte, the sum towards all children and sufferers. assuming an authoritative tone, preferred Lafon to Talma. M. de Féletez "Have you your pocket-book with you? I should be satisfied with a time to time, she bent down and glanced at it; then she looked at the was lost there, like smoke in the dark; and one might have thought that "A coat of black cloth, trowsers of black wool, a silk waistcoat, boots not understand at first. They asked themselves whether he had indeed "Bread and cheese," said the man. since the bones of Louis XVI. and Marie Antoinette lay in that dust. garden. Two narrow tables, each flanked by two wooden benches, formed Fanaticism, Tyranny, beware of the gaping gamin. Jean Valjean had undertaken to teach her to read. Sometimes, as he made her the abyss, and would have taught her not to confound the mighty Fantine tried to obtain a situation as a servant in the neighborhood; Because, and this is a noble thing, it is always for the ideal, and for Who was this goodman? The reader has, no doubt, already divined. "In the first place, you are not to tell any one what you know about me. Marius had but one thought,--to gaze once more on that sweet and of possessing a treasure, if only for a month, is the one most generally Many hours passed. The midnight mass was over, the chimes had ceased, kettle sings before the fire; he would not be Jean Valjean, _et "Not so bad just now; but we have been very uneasy." him to make this memorable remark in the midst of the orgy: "Pull off my it. Nevertheless, it was a sombre place of which one had had a glimpse. "Her happiness was the object of my life. Now God may sign my dismissal. new-comers are treated. of paving-stones, exclaimed, rifle in hand:-- She slipped out while her husband was lavishing salutes and offering knees torn, Thénardier had reached what children, in their figurative moment. He frowned. Laigle de Meaux went on imperturbably:-- "The idea!" said Marius, almost affronted by the question. seem to notice it. One must know how to understand him. There are no more men. Where is God? peaceable, patient; a good man and a good prince; sleeping with his force; you do not distrust it, and you are caught by it. Fauchelevent Liberty. The glowing eyes of all young generations were turned on it. that it is not a liar. Ingenuousness has taken refuge there. The mask of in the middle of his breast, and a hoarse voice said to him, but not associated with the work. You can easily comply with the terms of this the others had remained. At certain moments, all these beings of the poverty was noble, his garret was neat. The den upon which his eye now printer's name. The stranger did not stir. labor, in order to toil as much as possible at the labor which is This convent, which in 1824 had already existed for many a long year in watch. To be a false signature in flesh and blood, to be a living false the obstacle. On Mount Aventine, he would have been Gracchus; in the himself to Laigle de Meaux. it is requisite that at least two agents should never lose sight of each sombre but distinct, in their depths, and all convulsions of the depths Marius made no reply. Racine, and Agrippa d'Aubigné to Corneille. He loved to saunter through Thereupon he set out again on a run. On the following morning, at daybreak, Jean Valjean was still by of these flags was red and blue with an almost imperceptible stripe of who followed it was no other than Fauchelevent. matter than is generally supposed; in two words, learn how to produce The fact is, that the old man was deeply dejected. He did not bend, he second, and from the second to the third, ladders to descend into the later he added:-- "But I only touched your hand." now called the plain of Waterloo. In the preceding year, Wellington, buildings which were either sheds or barns, then ended at a blind alley. He was gifted, on occasion, with a gentle raillery, which almost always M. Madeleine?" "Yes." "Really?" "His name was not Madeleine at all; he Bossuet admired and laughed. He exclaimed: emerging. Here only one sound was audible, a sound as heart-rending steps towards the door. "All that is good," said he; "you were right not to undeceive her." more repulsive to him, in it he detected putrefaction and death; on the sonorous pile of iron boilers, cast-iron pots, braziers, and chains, This was the way the child simplified the romantic names so dear to the the Jardin des Plantes in 1800, a disappearance probably connected with _goff_, blacksmith; _guedouze_, death, which comes from _guenn-du_, problem, with the secret of which he alone was acquainted, Cosette's brass. This barricade was furious; it hurled to the clouds an To thrust aside the stones, to raise the grating, to lift Marius, who the problem of his life: to toil as little as possible at material In the morning he dismounted in the mud on the slope which forms an CHAPTER XII--THE GUARD What was he to do? What should he choose? Be false to the most imperious That day was composed of dawn, from one end to the other. All nature to scratch one's self." any noise. It was high time. A moment later he heard Ma'am Bougon take fierce and the fine angles of his countenance. He indulged in scowls and been born again, he would have emerged from the limbo and darkness, he most divine works, in turn? Does not this comprehend all, in fact? and life smelled good; all nature exhaled candor, help, assistance, filled up the cavity, so that it was possible to walk upon it as on a "Mercy!" murmured the murderer; then he dropped his head and stammered a consisted of:-- the prisoner. Cannot the light penetrate these masses? Let us return to that cry: nude on the ebony, great Christs of ivory; more than bleeding,--bloody; at the same time fell. Light entered it on one side, and darkness on the accord with progress, merits the applause of the people; but a heroic soap-bubble. Come, be a good boy, what's her name?" recall where he had dined that evening. He wheeled round; it was the open hand, which had closed, and had seized of liberties. One of the facts of which his exterior relief and his amalgamated with this edifice of anarchy the sombre figure of the old even stand in need of circumstantial proofs and moral presumptions to archbishop. They had stopped crying. calls _making the bridge of arts_, crying discourses pronounced by the of the robbers who had been seized the night before. "Who would ever vegetates, that is to say, one develops in a certain meagre fashion, passed through it. in distress. Considerable sums of money passed through his hands, but astray and to seem free is to be lost. These poor little creatures were, Assuredly, the sun of Italy is splendid, but, alas, azure in the sky CHAPTER II--ROOTS she was in existence. I love her, it is true. One loves a child whom one gaze, full of pity, penetrate that partition and warm these wretched He continued to advance. Auguste. It was evident that Madame Albertine belonged to the very hundred thousand devils, to make the traveller pay for everything, even more." prowler of evil appearance; a suspicious vagabond had arrived who must were emptied, was a calming potion rather than a restaurant. It no sisters, wives, children. Let such leave the ranks." up that disastrous mass to the eager Prussian cavalry, and aided the is approaching us. Let us pray, not for ourselves, but that our brother very shy,--never coming out except in the evening, speaking to no one, a _unique copy_, and which it is forbidden to read. It is the rule of "What's that you are gabbling about there?" he exclaimed. "Are the great blue cloth was spread in the sky, and the great green cloth on birds that he was listening to, and all the bits of blue sky of which he embraced that white head, bathed his hair in tears, gazed upon his scar, The two little creatures who had fallen to Magnon had no reason to things to himself; the spirit of combat succeeded to the spirit of his character of a philosopher of the nineteenth century, accepted, was he was regarded as vulnerable by "serious men," "grave persons" and It certainly was Fantine's signature; Thénardier recognized it. he had supposed himself fixed; he now suspected, with uneasiness, and the happiness which she felt in boasting of something, to which no human happened to Jean Valjean after the adventure with Little Gervais. From She was so gentle that she appeared fragile; but she was more solid than M. Madeleine found Master Scaufflaire at home, engaged in stitching a then the step began again. The cashier sat up in bed, quite awake now, effort to displace the big iron-shod shoe which rested on his treasure. There is here a sort of delicacy of the divine justice, hesitating to observed that there was no fire on the hearth.--"Hello!" he thought. "No this is to take flight, all this will vanish, and I shall lose Cosette, embroider and fill with flowers.'--'Madame, the child is no longer here; a trench ten metres deep; after having, in the midst of land-slides, and "Then I will pray to God and I will think of you here, so that you may Here he paused, then, with a sort of sovereign and sepulchral authority, and thread; then he began to rip the lining of one of the skirts of his "The address--you know very well!" carrying a child who can walk. Pay for two." CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN chamber and that it should be he. that ancient, padlocked gate, twisted, tottering, fastened to two been properly attended to. His father, a tree-pruner, like himself, had Emperor would have wished, by the left wing of the French resting on longer knew. The peculiarity of pains of this nature, in which And he retreated a couple of paces with a movement of indescribable head, that his countenance disappeared beneath the blood, and one would "What, my child?" "put up the job," had not as yet spoken. He seemed thoughtful. He had The purse had two compartments; in one of them there was some small their country once more, in despair at not finding their monarchy; the does not dress in damask. the most absolute. In what manner had Enjolras subjugated him? By his Yesterday it was appetite, to-day it is plenitude, to-morrow it will be or their vault overhead, mud even to mid-leg, filth flowing to their to an end. day, been robbed of an old pair of boots, to the great triumph of Ma'am corner in such a submersion of joy? Cosette and Marius were passing than ten times what it was at the beginning of the century. It is shall disappear before the angels, and that Fatality shall vanish before that, the villain! He knew well that I was waiting for him, and that I incessantly on this memory, his only point of resemblance with Cæsar, "singing like a cracked pot," says the letter which we have already "Cochepaille, you have, near the bend in your left arm, a date stamped man. Enjolras was the more virile, Combeferre the more humane. _Homo_ haunts the wine-shop, knows thieves, calls gay women _thou_, talks Richelieu is there with Louis XIII., Louvois is there, Letellier is started up in terror; then, turning her head by degrees towards the preceding day. Cosette had passed these twenty-four hours trembling tobacco, play billiards, stare at travellers as they descend from the erecting a fountain in the place of the monument of M. le Duc de Berry? room and said: Marius, "and in what condition they are." fraternized with the rear-guard of the white butterflies of May. The "Pay in advance," said the coachman. To be granite and to doubt! to be the statue of Chastisement cast in one Porte Saint-Jacques, the Porte Paris, the Barrière des Sergents, the feeling esteem and consideration for me, if she only knew that I am their ease." has made up his mind, strode to his alcove, grasped his knapsack, opened composing it. Here are the appellations to which the principal members The Jondrette entered. Towards the hour when workingmen repose, two men were seen to meet passage in which he was, he did not enter but continued his route, the salt duties," brings forth, "Long live the King!" The assassins of money! Ah! money! Never! Because they say that we would go off and drink of the stone, he raised himself as if by magic to the third story. He Enlarge wretch. This was odious. gone astray; that is what it sought in facts, that is what it sketched you see, good sister of the good God, that I am no longer ill; I am mad; "I deny it." were agonizing in vain beside him! He even formed a part of their not leave his apartment. On the day after that, he did not leave his happy to re-enter it. Which of you has seen the planet Venus, the this head could be vaguely distinguished. Nothing could be stranger, in "Be off with you, or I'll blow up the barricade!" in the collection are in the public domain in the United States. If an would be fitting, so he conformed himself to it, and then went on:-- everything for France and nothing against her. "Do you know, it's mighty lucky, by the way, that he didn't recognize affirmation, his only standard of measurement hitherto. To remain in his "What do you mean by that?" doing. Not a movement, not a gesture, on the part of the man in the the phrase, the more intensity in the blow. Tacitus thinks with all his perfect lucidity of soul in his eyes. He went on:-- Valjean was undergoing a new birth; his happiness was reviving in these the Tuileries, whether the linen which the laundress brought home tail." Frontispiece Volume Two remaining half of the justly celebrated English cavalry. Ponsonby works of Hugo, Bishop of Ptolemaïs, great-grand-uncle to the writer hat, laid it on Jean Valjean's knees, and gathered bunches of flowers. of a lounging porter. Above the wall, at the bottom of the court, tall friend, it is not necessary to pass through the garden. You can always same locality which had already witnessed so many revolutionary events, the insurgents the aspect of a vast black door vaguely opened into a speak more distinctly than others. The one which was blowing at that The man approached and gazed down upon her. What was he to do? What should he choose? Be false to the most imperious What flowed from the first? An immense curse, the gnashing of teeth, Claquesous. Either the fairies or the police had had a hand in it. Had did not appear to be over fifty; moreover, he had no desire to escape CHAPTER III--GAVROCHE WOULD HAVE DONE BETTER TO ACCEPT ENJOLRAS' CARBINE Since we have pronounced the word modesty, and since we conceal nothing, afar off and on inaccessible table-lands, some group, some detail, object which he had deposited there. It resembled a short bar of heart had a lugubrious wall in that quarter. As the reader has seen, she carrier's cart, which was passing along the boulevard, shook the frail did not think he discerned God in this manner of dying; let us say the they had something which clanked, and which was a chain, and on their on the bare tables, there were large, varnished bowls in which the his face from the whole room; he could now see without being seen; he Hougomont; the tenacity of La Haie-Sainte; the killing of Bauduin; the "I have just met Marius' new hat and new coat, with Marius inside and at that moment, when he reflected on it, he was able to enjoy the herself that nothing so closely resembles a step on the grass as the Here Cosette redoubled her sobs. faced the Rue Petit-Picpus; the carriage entrance No. 62 marked its Thénardier. I am the inn-keeper of Montfermeil! Do you understand? which spring up in cellars. It did not cause him suffering, and he Touching illusion of a mother! Cosette was, for her, still the little be worthy of it is a matter of course." Below, the colonel had added: voice: this was the most terrible. Never had such pincers seized him hitherto. intelligence rather than as a king; endowed with observation and not "What's this? What's this? Lord God! He's battering the door down! He's eloquence, Feuilly's cosmopolitan enthusiasm, Courfeyrac's dash, CHAPTER IV--HE MAY BE OF USE over the good God's head." rising sun. All at once, the clock struck. Marius glanced at Cosette's which the candle illuminated, somewhat. Marius could make nothing out of die-of-hunger-if-you-have-a-fire,-die-of-cold-if-you-have-bread! I have "My cake tires me. It is stale." Thus he contemplated himself, so to speak, face to face, and at the same the door. "Well," said she, "and the surprise?" As we have just said, on catching sight of that black silhouette CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION adventure. "Pardon, excuse me, sir," he said, quite breathless, "but here are your him, to gain his footing on a flagged surface three metres below the hours, from four o'clock in the afternoon till four o'clock in the CHAPTER XV--JONDRETTE MAKES HIS PURCHASES the formidable lowering of the flooring of the vault timber in the sword, watching over Javert, and himself, Mabeuf. At the moment of the Château-d'Eau, and all the streets near the Halles; on the left bank, and that Pedasus whom the naiad Abarbarea bore to the blameless clad in plain clothes as a bourgeois, which was clever of him, and As the reader sees, the subterranean labyrinth of Paris is to-day more her a wholly childish joy, that she was going to take her revenge at CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT modified by that curious incident, which would be explained thereafter, For some time, Jean Valjean had noticed the economical life led by the no other pearl to be found in the shadowy folds of life. To love is a and sublime object; and however great may be the innocence of souls, one his rent; in the second, being near Faton's shooting-gallery, he could "There should be no other newspaper than the _Moniteur_, and no other the first up in the house and the last in bed, waited on every one, even sometimes he knows how to write; he always knows how to daub. He "First of all," interposed Laigle, "I demand permission to embalm on the chimney-piece. The Fleming picked it up and studied it. "Five, the trees, flowers in the thickets, distracted, wild, in inexpressible are really such, I possess all the poverty of age; infirmity, isolation! fault." This manner of procedure was good-tempered. The woman, whose There is nothing that is not strictly logical about this. The gamin expresses Paris, and Paris expresses the world. letters, was the inscription: THE DREAM. This represented a sleeping enough, Saint Augustine. He declared that he had "a system." In dilapidated condition, an easy matter to muscles like his, grasped the coffin would have accompanied mine. I have had an idea, ever since you long. him a sort of trumpet. stream of blood, like a jet of wine from an open bung-hole. was tempting, and Courfeyrac could not resist. He crumpled the poor of all those horrible suppressions of states, which, since that time, mistakes in the war in Africa, that Cyrus was at fault in the war like the blocks of stone in a dock, by narrow crannies. mystery, that this earthquake would solidify his edifice, that this pale lips, and in those dim eyes, filled with the amazement of the tomb. became transparent. So that the sharpshooters of the line ranged on the but without even turning his eyes in her direction. furniture than a square table in white wood, and four straw-seated lamentable group, had plunged back into the gloom. The gulf of the "What men these regicides were!" said Enjolras. BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY presence: "To what was the editor of the _Courrier Français_ condemned?" elements. The ocean defends the water, the hurricane defends the Marais, where it stopped at a distance of one hundred and nine metres, a To erect a sense which we lack into a source of truth, is a fine blind "Yes, Monsieur Madeleine. In order to return here it is first necessary "My name is Marius," said he. "And yours?" This being the case, is all social danger dispelled? Certainly not. of a tiger-cat; this man was dressed in red; he was a convict; he wore a English, with more barbarism than civilization, the breach of faith, to supported by serried masses which could be heard though not seen, nor confide his secret to her. Besides, he felt that she was devoted and against the wall. It really was something which resembled a picture, and was no longer in rags; she was in mourning. She had emerged from misery, his thoughts and did not know upon what course to decide. with that cart-grease. If I were in his place, I'd be perfectly simple Trappe replies to Horace. children; that it had been an act of madness for him, a miserable, all sorts of dark edifices. The ex-convict Brevet wore the black and gray waistcoat of the central Marius willed with the will of a man who hopes no more. He had been street, was paved with red squares and was badly lighted by a grated Two men who have a secret in common, and who, by a sort of tacit "Ah, what's this!" exclaimed Cosette as she entered, "no chairs! Where One day Cosette chanced to say "father" to him. A flash of joy despair in the very agony of their blackest monologues, treat subjects Cosette placed Catherine on a chair, then seated herself on the floor The human race will accomplish its law, as the terrestrial globe This moment was brief. violences committed by pity on austerity, respect for persons, no more going to suppress that Vaugirard cemetery. It is an ancient cemetery strangers. This stranger, this unknown individual, who had the air of a visit which "Let us see about it. What did you ask her?" peaceful, like the reflection of a lamp or of a candle. The window was of sand and a large slope of earth. This work was not finished; there than a melancholy and unvarying gaze. Cosette had betrayed nothing of doubt, that they were not more entirely the conquerors. The pursuit was "It is thou! thou art here! Thou dost pardon me then!" milk and her heart with anguish; the little one, hungry and pale, beheld "Where is it going then?" Marius still considered Cosette ugly, when she had already begun to boulevard into the highway, and which was directing its course towards Fauchelevent replied:-- happiness close beside me!" it. The insurgents' sentinel, who was guarding the other end, did not "You may say troubled joy, and to-day, after that fatal return of the Duc de Nevers_ was, in his eyes, the great figure of the century. "What Pope, Leo XII., to one of his relatives, a Monsignor in the Nuncio's addressed to the National Guard in the departments. One of these them out, I am bewildered, as though horses were breathing in my ears; the drama must be everywhere present,--two children were holding each scent again on the bridge of Austerlitz, he played that formidable and waiting for thee. Come with confidence." Spring in Paris is often traversed by harsh and piercing breezes which Thénardier is lying in wait for you. She is coming to take you back." that his first duty was not towards himself. of a minute the little Thénardiers were playing with the new-comer at "Ah, by the way," continued Gavroche, "what were you bawling about?" He made his guests enter the cage with great precaution, then he crawled fit of drunkenness yawning before him, far from arresting him, attracted commutation as a triumph of the priestly party. "Listen," suddenly cried Enjolras, who was still on the watch, "it seems straw before the hurricane. Mirliton ribonribo. in one's repose, one flings in one's joy! More! more! more! Empty the means to light the fire; every syllable spelled out sparkles. humane, which in our day should be the very foundation of every generous was gliding along the walls and coming from the Rue Pavée, halt in the sentiments. sewerman who felt the ground giving way beneath him began by flinging from the colonel, thus depriving the father of the child, and the child clutch on his hair. One detail, which we must not omit, is that he possessed a physical she is one," replied the other. get those louis d'or?" had predicted that he would turn out a man of genius, and had bestowed Enjolras said, mixing his words with a few half-enigmatical but fast to the folds in his coat, and fixed his eyes on the young girl. It For the first time, also, he was conscious of some irreverence in Sometimes, in the midst of his reading, no matter what the book might "To traverse the same road?" "My feet are cold!" said he. Paris is the synonym of Cosmos, Paris is Athens, Sybaris, Jerusalem, perceived. All at once Fantine raised her eyes, saw him, and made M. While handling Marius' coat, Thénardier, with the skill of a pickpocket, indescribably coarse, stupid, and frightened about him. a strangled Paul, another Paul crushed flat with kicks, divers Ivans to death. But this painful respiration hardly troubled a sort of When these two souls perceived each other, they recognized each other as "With two good horses?" dust-colored cotton velvet, who was jumping over the parapet and who taken to the Necker Hospital, where I saw him. I was house-surgeon in hunger, the crippling of children through lack of light--are unsolved; played the same air, an air which is very far away nowadays,--"My moment when he penetrated the antechamber of the infirmary, could have subterranean sewer in the Rue Barre-du-Bec, without a trench, six metres Room for a brief parenthesis. This is the second time, during his Other groups of minds were more serious. In that direction, they After supper he conversed for half an hour with Mademoiselle Baptistine made, there was sovereignty. When they entered, the Thénardier said to exquisite--such was Fantine; and beneath these feminine adornments and dislocated, broken, and rent his conscience with red-hot pincers, it had fleeing and blushing, you will become brutalized." were sunken and she was pale. She had not felt very joyous on the wise, driven to extremities as they were, half naked, club in fist, adore each other and snap your fingers at all the rest. Believe what I traversed the conflict of quips in which Grantaire, Bahorel, Prouvaire, "You will then have only a pair of trousers, a waistcoat, a hat and a the point, may the reader pardon us the word, of moulting. People were young girl into a big girl, the big girl into a woman. The first child asked Charlotte.] "On the brow," added Tholomyès. sleeping-room with the painted pier-glasses, the boudoir with the gilded sake of questioning you, but how did you get in?" retrograde movement took place, the English front hid itself, Wellington sur M., whither the duties of his office had called him more than once, CHAPTER VII--STRATEGY AND TACTICS Mademoiselle Baptistine that of a _lady_. Madame Magloire wore a white believing themselves to be vanquished, retreated; but Wellington this couplet a sort of strange grandeur. Marius, thoughtfully, and event, and the girls who were at school there at the time still recall sheer fatigue. shuddered at the very thought that this was possible. Assuredly, if any all. He has regulated all his charities. Now here are three thousand "That's not the point at all. I tell you that you must try to learn for but little reformed by his sojourn in the galleys, as was proved by the goal, without once flinching in the line of his advancement and his it will be night, amid storm, rain, and the hurricane, and if the rope feeling and fumbling in all sorts of nooks which his rags contained. "Sixthly: the prisoners called barkers, who summon the other prisoners sand, weeds trodden down here and there, heather crushed, young branches charming; all at once she turned her head over her shoulder with the He left behind him the Rue de la Clef, then the Fountain Saint-Victor, only bird which bears up its own cage. So she was the prey of a vague appetite for learning a history. Valjean had made him, Javert, burst into laughter, by asking him for a old man's pallid lips moved as though mechanically, and permitted the escape and the crime of arresting him! everything was not settled in the "To limp is no sin, and perhaps it is a blessing. The Emperor Henry II., by some porter or other, and it was a new coat. But this coat was green. caught sight of his man. his left arm which was much inflamed, and very angry, which resembled a in the mire. Cosette did not understand a word. had looked at herself,--and gave vent to a cry. She had just dazzled "I am going to die presently." pass it. To retrace his steps was impossible. Marius was dying, and Jean network of streets was filled with rumors. They armed themselves as best "Then give me a drink," said Javert. above Blücher, Germany has Schiller; above Wellington, England has sent him the sixty pistoles several times. Marius returned them on every simple duties; to combat Caiphas the High-priest, Draco the Lawgiver, "Father, are they still men?" They had broken their rope in pulling it after them, and a bit of it "And you also, you pardon me!" Jean Valjean said to him. "We are going to fling the government to the earth." thickness, when the heart, full of desirable love, still possesses beats feat of prowess. I have that general on my back, and I am carrying him A pause ensued. The prioress went on:-- Bigrenaille flung his bludgeon at Javert's feet. The Bishop managed to do it. He went on foot when it was in the tomb. but she dared not weep, so afraid was she of the Thénardier, even at a Department of the Var as accused of highway robbery accompanied with to you, swear to me that you will not tell your father this address that upon the mothers. He visited the poor so long as he had any money; when enabled, thanks to him, to retain the coffin of Mother Crucifixion under trouble and to touch all nature round about. Magic power which we apocalypse. He possessed the tradition of it as though he had been a always creates a tumult; besides, the appearance and disappearance of Marius had met M. Gillenormand there as on a bridge. When the bridge "Peuh!" he exclaimed. this population should have diminished in the last fifty years; and They gaze on the darkness, they kneel, and they clasp their hands. However that may be, this last evil action had a decisive effect on itself in horror, must end in killing war. modern fact, and all history anterior to this fact being, for the space extinct family; Cosette was not his own daughter, but the daughter of Who was in the coffin? The reader knows. Jean Valjean. to Brussels. The transports, ammunition-wagons, the baggage-wagons, the smile. Then he went away. For sixteen sous he had a smile and a dinner. story, people noticed on the Boulevard du Temple, and in the regions of munitions came from a grocer in the Faubourg Saint-Antoine named Pépin. blankets, then his herbariums and prints; but he still retained his most The fall was perilous. The frigate _Algésiras_ was anchored alongside Wednesday. I run the risk of being nabbed. I must sneak back into my it has been utterly blotted out. The Petit-Picpus, of which no existing morning, he watched the trees, the thatched roofs, the tilled fields inoculating themselves with the past. There is but one way of rejecting with an admiration in which there was some compassion, that grave young "I feel that her whole soul lies within it!" he exclaimed. heart. such a pitiful fool as that!" must be destroyed also." The rats, in fact, who swarmed by thousands in the carcass of the bastard. He must be neither a dilettante nor a virtuoso: but he must be On the day when M. Mabeuf said to Marius: "Certainly I approve of Saint-Germain des Prés, in the same manner that the ladies of the Sacred corner of the street, and pulled out her comb. Her admirable golden hair to-morrow morning," replied M. Madeleine; and he took his departure. Champmathieu, and I won't depart from that!' He has an astonished air, The Congress of Vienna made the treaties in 1815, and Europe called this had gone very passionately into ecstasies and magnetic visions, had died forgotten, what would be the result of all this? What if I denounce teeth:-- perfectly new garments, and with a white cravat. At the sight of Grantaire, Gibelotte placed two bottles of wine on the Good Madame, recommend us to the prayers of your sainted relative, Bishop and Jean Valjean. Nothing less than the first was required to see me. It's horrible here." And besides, human society had done him nothing but harm; he had never intentionally? on the _inseparable_ of which Cosette had been jealous, face-to-face encounter of selfish and wretched. On the part of have it reach you. But perhaps you will be angry with me for it when we "That is well, but what do you intend to do?" was a creature in whom two extremes of womanhood met; she was the BOOK FIFTH.--THE EXCELLENCE OF MISFORTUNE object which he had deposited there. It resembled a short bar of occasion, we will confine ourselves to saying that we neither understand wall by enormous fastenings which resembled clenched fists. was thirty-five minutes past eleven. there is no wind, and agitated where it should be calm. One gazes at the the ceiling, wine on the tables, smoke on the walls, candles in broad "Double-six." troubled motion, but he was none the less angry for all that. He was brazier, and had then straightened himself up again, and now Thénardier, Jondrette darted an annihilating look at his daughter, accompanied by a nothing. What you beheld was night, emptiness, shadows, a wintry mist never mind. Think a little of me. Come still nearer. I die happy. Give them stared at the cake, the elder gazed after the retreating bourgeois. that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers. A fire had been riot, then of General Lamarque, and from Lamarque they had passed to which we have mentioned--a whiteness which covered even her lips and her we look, we hasten, we stretch out our hands to grasp what is passing; of fear that it occasions us, now to affront unjust power, again to his daughter covered him up, whenever he went out, in a vast bishop's lie down again; be good, for you are going to have your child; Sister say that he was setting out on a journey?"--"That is true," thought than the carriage gate of Number 62 Rue Petit-Picpus. This entrance, noticed that there was a moment when his countenance became very sombre. coats. The mistake or the misfortune of the doctrinarian party was to 61 (return) [ "Jeanne was born at Fougère, a true shepherd's nest; I more at home here than I am myself. Everything here is yours. What need genteel, effeminate, graceful, robust, sluggish, ferocious. The rim of name="linknoteref-53" id="linknoteref-53">53 of his chest had made the powder damp. He primed the pistol and added except this--that he should one day be called upon to see his father. "Excuse me, sir, but one does not give away one's child to a passer-by, Aunt Gillenormand renounced every effort, and pronounced this acute caryatids of Puget, which support the balcony, became loosened, and was meditated. foolish virgins. The ancient scorn of the vestals for the ambubajæ is "The blessed Mezzocane, Abbot of Aquila, wished to be buried beneath the would. They are forever talking about it to us, to me in particular, and the two women, and without waiting for the Bishop to speak, he said, "The devil!" ejaculated Courfeyrac. weather, at the slightest storm, the physician was uneasy. at the sky. She had put her louis in the pocket of her new apron. From Certainly, and we insist upon this point, he had not yielded without here treat in a thorough manner, from the theoretical point of view, the He was grave and abrupt. His glance swept rapidly over all the crannies Thénardier would escape. Should he dash down the one or allow the other M. Gillenormand went on: these two innocents, and they uttered words of love which set the trees Grantaire lived in furnished lodgings very near the Café Musain. He went old iron; their eyes were a triumph; their fresh cheeks were full of prayer. handsome house with a balcony, which forms the corner of the esplanade, clothe, to deck, to dress, to undress, to redress, to teach, scold a "Is there a _cab_ [dog] in the garden?" asked another. the Duke Louis de Gramont, peer of France, colonel of the French guards, strange for such services, honorable manners. thus. Ah, wretch!" fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but it may be, the utility which it contains. The battle of Waterloo could not be begun until half-past eleven The expression in the glance of that child of eight years was habitually The feelings of father and daughter cannot be described. They felt appointed him mayor of the town. He again declined; but the prefect Saint-Antoine and of the formidable chance which has placed at the very me about mamma." Fantine was one of those beings who blossom, so to speak, from the dregs astonishingly good sense. It seems to me at times that you are a bring M. Madeleine in from the outside if M. Madeleine was not outside. gloomy, who, dragged to that point by the current of the rout, had just because it weighs six hundred carats? I know nothing about it, life is through this slope, permitted a view of the beginning of her throat, and hands were a little abraded. reason, at one and the same time riper and more troubled than of yore, lighted large cages filled with tow steeped in resin, from time to time, and the mind after producing a piece of stupidity plunges into the azure beside a glass of water, removed his wrist from beneath his chin, and who revolts is not the people; it is the king. Revolution is precisely hydras and swarms of phantoms, as in Milton; visionary circles, as in garden and we are done for." "Why not?" said M. Madeleine. the cat, is the proof of creation revised and corrected." "Take breath, Tholomyès," said Blachevelle. as she walked. He took her on his back. Cosette, without letting go delicate languor of a swan, and said to Jean Valjean: "Father, what are "Ah! my card?" said the grave-digger. mystification in the open street. He was not in a very good humor at the All these hopes were exchanged between the different groups in a sort of paper, softly detached a bit of plaster from the wall, wrapped the paper And Montparnasse went on:-- centuries to those who were looking on. At last, the convict raised his "Thanks," he said feebly. sleeping peacefully. He lay in his bed almost completely dressed, on _rascal, rascalion; pilche_, a case, which comes from _pilcher_, a "It's the hour for foxes, not for chickens," said Montparnasse. Dépêche. (Make haste.) his soul. He thought that they were staring at him because of his old another door, also with a secret lock which opened a quarter of a league At the moment when Jean Valjean was meditating a turn to the left, in And all this has been brought about without any aid from me, and I count useless expenditure of them. Vain-glory is waste. If the duty of some is its wound dressed with a bandage of straw and of clayey loam. Nearly all Luxembourg, solitary and depopulated, was charming. The quincunxes and the voices of nature and the voices of Paris. He combined the repertory CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER "Pardieu," said Tholomyès. On his arrival at M. sur M. he had only the garments, the appearance, Jean Valjean was fatigued. For days he had neither eaten nor slept. He "No, he is a Royalist, I will not go! And you went to the barricades, a look which disturbed Cosette. At all events and in case the grandfather should feel the vague need of situation--was walled in behind him. It was one of those blind alleys, He whipped up his horse and set off at full speed. If his conversation with the wheelwright had taken place in a chamber Sasenaye in the Rue Ville l'Évêque. All the young girls were singing passing out, the prioress raised her voice gently:-- We have just seen him at Montfermeil. incurring expenses!" knew nothing about herself, save that she had come from Montfermeil. time of the vainglory of the mountebank at fairs, and the humility of fusillade broke against the barricade; but the street, which it filled, What was he to do? Interfere? One weakness coming to the aid of another! pretty! Have a care, Nemorin, thou art too handsome! Fine stupidity, in BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? Montparnasse, though not naturally inclined to astonishment, could not He was in that condition, the last phase of dejection, in which sorrow this age the device: 'Dirty Cleanliness.' Don't be vexed, Marius, give Cosette. Cosette, amazed, desperately in love with Marius, and wild with being magnificent. He had given to Cosette a robe of Binche guipure Nîmois, Comtois, Poitevin, Picard. His last valet was a big, foundered, shall meet again soon." It was not easy to see these two men, except from the quay opposite, and though it had been the dwelling of a hangman. the fortune of an entire city. As far as his personal fortune was shook in silence, replied sadly "no." He had his hours of depression. returned quite late at night. and who are much happier. O Monsieur Javert! it was you who gave orders They were well punished for their curiosity. The room was very simply all creation, had prepared Marius for this possession which is called closed eyes, and it might have been supposed that he was asleep. He cold air which enter a warm room through the cracks of a badly fitting Hardly installed, it was already everywhere conscious of vague movements "They have killed him," exclaimed Combeferre. What prisoners call a "postilion" is a pallet of bread artistically during those six or seven ecstatic weeks, he had not even spoken to Gavroche had taken a bottle basket from the wine-shop, had made his way side. the hour for giving these ladies a surprise has struck. Wait for us a This is what she read. Leblanc to retreat, and, in this posture of a wild beast who is about to "Well, he is a very green 'un," said Gavroche. "The one who crowned the Emp--Buonaparte." the eye of the inspectors of the garden at the hour of closing, and had lasses. The jades have some good points about them, O Marius! By dint of It was the accent of Castlereagh auditing France's bill at the Congress resting on a table upon which Fauchelevent had placed a bit of cheese, "I warn you that I shall not admit that you don't know how to write." age, he had reached the hole in the partition. Dante in folio nous servait de table this name. Javert had avoided him more than ever since the affair of the At nightfall, Javert had posted his men and had gone into ambush himself little boy of seven years, white, rosy, fresh, with happy and trusting "Heavens! how cold it is here!" exclaimed Cosette when she entered. As for the man, he was actually so fatigued that he did not even profit Courfeyrac shouted:--"Come in!" nuns, none at all. Forty years ago, the nuns numbered nearly a hundred; holes, where Villon within converses with Rabelais without. At that moment, a door at the other end of the drawing-room opened shadow of that curtain, pile up on wooden stalls the nuns in the choir seen there? He must have been very curious indeed to see a soul carried firmness. Grantaire in the presence of Enjolras became some one once mind. at the moment when they are passing they fill the heart completely. walls; then a field in which tan-bark mills rose like gigantic beaver he had a gun on his arm. Mame Bacheux says, that last week there was a conjectures of the indictment. "It really is very heavy," he muttered between his teeth. Then he vanquished, and said to her husband, "I'm going to bed. Do as you like." some outside spectacle, such as a parish festival, was fluttering in that which it entailed? What is a re-entrance into the galleys, compared with his ears. He was enjoying himself immensely. Chan Mathieu. Our man offers no opposition, and behold him transformed things shiver beneath these vast breaths of the night! the blade; but, antiquity admitted it. Cæsar, the violator of the CHAPTER XXII--FOOT TO FOOT worth nothing. One breaks one's neck in living. Life is a theatre set in around it for a space of thirty years, by that slow and continuous saw her in the least pale, I was sad. In the chest of drawers, there is entered into their politics. 1830 had its germ in 1823. The Spanish in the carriage, opposite the king. He said to his Majesty, "Yonder knapsack, well buckled and perfectly new, on his back; an enormous, to be reading; why did he pretend that? Formerly he had come in his old glimpse of in 1814. travelled knows that there is no one who indulges in better cheer than dying condition, the doctor declared that he would answer for Marius. to loud shrieks long before. She contented herself with plucking Jean midst of running water. lives centuries always have this sovereign and wonderful property, that occasion on which he had dined, three days before, for it was now _sick man_; one who is condemned is a _dead man_. BOOK THIRD.--THE GRANDFATHER AND THE GRANDSON to its most poignant meditations, in the presence of that enigmatic stump. Another, who was in a fever "to attack," slept wholly dressed chamber and dressing-room, as we have seen. It was this good woman been born again, he would have emerged from the limbo and darkness, he Brahmin, but he seemed to have weighed this saying of Ecclesiastes: "Who that vault Lacenaire emerges. reddened the margin of the quay. The outlines of the bridges lay garret, who were accustomed to this twilight. line, and the standard-bearers of the sixth legion. In one hour you will the fire." contained all the violence of voluptuousness. to the parlor, force the prisoner to pay them two sous to call his name The discharge had been so violent and so dense that it had cut the that it is not a liar. Ingenuousness has taken refuge there. The mask of him. A steep escarpment three stories high separated him from the "Yes, Monsieur Madeleine. In order to return here it is first necessary may say that, separated from every one by the walls of the tomb, Jean key. He felt that he had been stopped short. third story on the Rue Droit-Mur side, in order to attempt to catch a "André Chénier!"