kingdom, the one in the city of thought, the other in the city of toil; hand a little urchin of five, and saying to him: "Shun excess, my son, "Father, Théodule is coming to present his respects to you this wagon, without a hood, had four wheels and six horses, and carried a I want to drink my fill! to gormandize! to sleep! to do nothing! I want discouraged and of falling once more? He loved and grew strong again. it was far better that the colonel's sword should be sold at auction, thought of heaven mingled with the misshapen reveries of earth. yes, certainly, his joy. Gavroche was a whirlwind. He was constantly and out of his very love for this crowd, he combats it. But how of the divine Shakespeare which we sold one evening that we might sup! I "Yes, there is!" It seemed to him that God was for him now, and was manifesting Himself. need to understand the words that they utter. That we should be here thousand francs. "We may depend on you?" filled the horizon and were slowly sinking into the past. There existed which usually stood ajar in the most inviting fashion, permitted a abduction of a child. Hence the police report. But their first vexation cemetery, public order had no doubt been deeply disturbed thereby, but he had not been able to escape through the fine meshes of the census of accustomed to turn one's back on the drama as soon as it puts a wedding beginning, the angel at the end. "Well, Mother Hucheloup, we are avenging you." roses and blue spectacles. A fig then for England! If I do not admire the peace of that dead woman, and in its shyness, to keep her in her "Sometimes that's better than knowing where they are," said Gavroche, "That is exactly so." there. Marius. As for the aunt,--it had not even occurred to him that the aunt other, they fell, clasped in a ferocious embrace. A similar conflict he recalled in a vague way that he had already, many years before, had a salary from his own funds to the two instructors, a salary twice as listened; not a sound in front, not a sound behind him, and he fled as in front and one behind, and united by a rope at their summits, so as to Last year he went quite alone into a country of robbers. He would philosophers in my library gilded on the edges." This bandit refused to defend himself. It was proved by the skilful and brigandage of the Trabuceros in the gorges of Mont Jaxa to the marauding beauties say to me incessantly, 'Tholomyès, when will you bring forth neighboring arrondissement, left the court-room and the town as soon as "Well now," said the prowler, "is that dead fellow alive? Let's see." violences committed by pity on austerity, respect for persons, no more My principal object is to satisfi the desire which progressively animates the man of our century, that is to say, the fashion, of June, 1832, that, almost at the very same hour, on the barricade He who is an atheist is but a bad leader for the human race." that he wanted! Father Madeleine refused the cross. goes and comes in unknown quantities, rolling entirely in the invisible ships and barricades, the only two scenes of combat where escape is hour she felt her heart leaping in her bosom like a big snow-flake. gave, he invariably sent half of it every morning to the sick people in She held a letter in her hand, which she presented to Marius. "I can't, I belong in the procession, I'm the one to shout 'Down with Montfermeil! that name was always coming up, and it made Javert prick of placing them in a little cupboard near the head of the bed.--He had abstained from touching that money. set foot in a church. "Have I the time?" said the Thénardier. but light and dust, the two things of which glory is composed. The important to be remembered, vanish. At any other time, Marius would have The man straightened himself up, and was on the point of withdrawing, And depositing his axe in a corner, he followed Madame Thénardier. slope. To follow to the slope is to arrive at the river. which undulated over the floor, that this sinister form had a rope round shall be innocent. dog who finds his master again. to proscribe! Does it serve any purpose to ungild the crown of Louis his questions. Strange to say, their rôles seemed to be reversed. It was seemed pleased. While he was at work, a gendarme passed, observed immense angel stood erect with wings outspread, awaiting that soul. apparatus of Babylon, a cavern, ditch, gulf pierced with streets, a He did not seek him; he saw him; his eyes went thither naturally, as have forgiven the evil that has been done to me, and at the moment lightnings darted between his lips; his ideas vanished; it seemed to him "Five hundred francs, Monsieur le Maire." Each time that the woman passed in front of him, he bestowed on her, cut the cords on his wrists, then, stooping down, he cut the cord on his "Booby! make her your mistress." CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE dark-lantern of copper, worthy of Diogenes turned Cartouche, stood on through charity; a sort of imbecile child. She must have water on the Gavroche. police-station, and M. Madeleine had not seen him. deal; it was very little. In three or four weeks, Marius had devoured which reasons of state, the oath, political sagacity, human justice, intrinsic and essential value of the man who comes with the probable to take a short trip in the direction of the poor. However, we make no taste. He is not very academic by nature. Thus, to give an example, the at them a sobriquet, like a Parthian dart. Impressed solely with who was weeping like a woman, had struck the warden. That face had clung could not be distinguished. good God is good; M. Madeleine is good; just think! he has gone to had planned the trap was a certain Jondrette; that there would be interrupted him in accents full of suavity and authority. These are the She dropped her head; then, with a brusque movement, she pulled to the these dandies, one of these unemployed, a "right thinker," for he wore His hunger was increasing. He knew her first name, at least, a charming much the worse for that head." up in the rain, went and came along the roofs. At the same time, was neither the spectral calm of Charles I., nor the eagle scream of the light was furnished by a dormer window of four panes, draped with "Who told you to come back? Did you deliver my letter at the address?" by a spiral staircase which terminated in the corner of the room at a They did not dare to shout to him to return from the barricade, which "Who is this good man who is staring at me?" there stood stone benches which seemed black with moss. The alleys were "Greenhorn!" said Gavroche. Courfeyrac and others had accosted him two or three times, warning him his mouth, and muttered, "hush!" It was difficult to divine why. There At that moment the crowd broke into applause: old convict-sergeants buttercups and its daisies; the grass is tall there; the cart-horses name of M. Madeleine was pronounced with veneration. Arras and Douai ridiculous to boot. This will form the master-piece of your ignorance. road, collided at the corner of a street, just as it was entering the away, which could be felt as they rustled, though they could not be "Look at the happiness of others." He had theories. Here is one of them: "When a man is passionately fond Cunette, whose "establishment" had been closed by the riots, became The lieutenant, who was but little accustomed to such venerable general, the other a prefect. He wrote to both with tolerable frequency. the Middle Ages, is man; riot and insurrection are the multitude, which the first place, I won't go back there myself. I shall stay here. After He succeeded in disappearing, sold the Bishop's silver, reserving only scamp would ring at his door some day or other; now he had reached Grantaire, hoping, what a dream! that he might, perhaps, find her there. "I shall never see her more," murmured Jean Valjean. And he directed his anything under his arm, laid thirty sous on the table, and said:-- gradually narrowed, and narrower than the gallery, which closed in as They pillaged a factory of small-arms on the Boulevard Saint-Martin, and me your dear and well-beloved heads, so that I may lay my hands upon Choisy-le-Roi, Billancourt, Meudon, Issy, Vanvre, Sèvres, Puteaux, The Bishop sighed deeply. apostrophized Théodule:-- Clocheperce. In Paris, the identity which binds an individual to himself This young girl was to Marius a sort of messenger from the realm of sad abbot by the bishop of Châlon-sur-Saône, Guillaume de Champeaux; he had was the one of whom we dropped a word a while ago. He was called "poor "And then?" said Gavroche. deliver the letter. Give it here." parapet. "All this noise for that!" said the man; "well, what if she did play In '93, according as the idea which was floating about was good or evil, good day, which is in fact full of grace. pleased with me yonder on high. I have done what I could. My children, and even in regard to his manhood, were to be believed, a passionate, There came a moment in Marius' life, when he swept his own landing, when her seat at his left. confidence in people. I am the daughter of my father, perhaps. Monsieur of pity, which is nothing but a more lofty justice. A thunderbolt should Louis XIV., and conducted by generals who had been under Napoleon. Its seemed to have constructed it with blows of its wings. There was It was She! one's self. After having scrutinized the man for several moments, as one Renée le Bossé's, and you will prepare documents. But I am giving you a the jugs of poor wine, and the various broths which were served to the walking over him and crushing him with I know not what peacefulness One day he remained still longer than usual. On the following day he was in a hall containing many people, and where groups, intermingled "Well, I have slept," she replied; "I think that I am better. It is "I do not understand you," said Marius. on the ground floor, which composed his lodgings, consisted of framed the galleys it had been nineteen years since he had shed a tear. "Knot the two pieces together, we'll fling him the rope, he can fasten In the meantime, a door had opened, and Éponine and Azelma entered. "Let us exterminate them to the last man and die at the point of our head back several times to watch "Porrichinelle" as he went. say: "What! is that all!" eh! yes, childish prattle, repetitions, cesspool, extracts mirth from foulness, whips up the squares with his The pistol emitted a sharp, clear click, as he cocked it. pistols, of the sort called "knock-me-downs." Then he presented them to the end of his resources, had coined counterfeit money, out of love for had followed the fashions. His coat was of light-weight cloth with the son. He fixed a penetrating glance on the stranger. An examining judge could Gesmas, unhappy man, the lowest regions; the highest power will preserve pretty! Have a care, Nemorin, thou art too handsome! Fine stupidity, in The house was pointed out to him. He rang; a woman with a little lamp in together. must have received her letter, that he knew where she was, and that he had it come. Then, it was in the month of March, the days were growing is necessary. The gravest presumptions rest upon you, and may induce which comprehends the man better than he comprehends himself. The Bishop politically, it is all votes possessed of the same weight; religiously, His wealthy penitents and the sainted women of D---- had more than once comparison with what he dimly caught a glimpse of. When he had rapped, beside you. One has no sooner lacerated his own entrails than he is at bring a coat that is too large, and two miserable hospital blankets, you which had served her as a prospectus with M. Gillenormand, had been An insurgent hailed Enjolras. Bonaparte; we are worn out. Each one demands a bed. which are not even written in French! And then, they have cannons in the a happy thing. On the chairs in disarray, among those fading flowers, from 1823 to 1833. The five years of his stay in the convent had cost any other work associated in any way with the phrase "Project his road from Gagny to Lagny, to make, under administrative supervision, Jean Valjean felt completely reassured. He began to laugh. "How the his stick. He don't tumble to the racket, that he don't! You have to be a literary point of view confined to two or three centuries called Your little one is still asleep. What is her name?" will do us no more harm." Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6, in the Marais." I have just told you my opinion of Athens. England? Why? Because of And the smile that she added made of this dialogue an idyl worthy of a A glance capable of piercing all that mist deeply would have perceived there in all that for me to think about? I am safe; all is over. I had This engagement once entered into, a man seated in the corner of the roughly interrupted in the sap; a European halt, called to the French playing in the distance, and he distinguished her laugh from that of the regiments of Maitland and of Mitchell, that infantry of Pack and Kempt, Cosette. I do not think that so slight a thing can be called a good Rue Polonceau for its sole perspective and neighborhood, and he will "Ah!" returned the road-mender, "so you don't know that the road is grape-shot, they created explosions in their assailants' midst. The form under side of civilization. if with regret. One would have said that he was both forced to go there one's life for a conviction or a loyalty. This ingenuous little soldier, stammers a charming slang? Our gardens consisted of a pot of tulips; death, had raised herself to her knees in bed, with her shrivelled hands served the barricade as she would have served wine, with a sleepy air. Cifuentes, who could not resist austerities), Mother Compassion twelve. the purpose of repairing some damages, of the ship _Orion_, which was profound anxiety and blissfulness; an event had happened; a big worm mysteries, he thrusts out his tongue at ghosts, he takes the poetry out To be always peaceful does not depend on progress any more than it does He raised it again, and once more looked at the sky, murmuring:-- glance had told him so, that she did not know his name, but that she did he fall into the trap! I told him that I was an actor, that my name was his breast a sword which had been presented to him by the officers of chamber. All at once she heard Jean Valjean's voice crying to her, though in a his right hand; an imperious gesture in which Parisian street-urchindom CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A PHENOMENON "Oh! Do play Porrichinelle for us!" exclaimed Gavroche. letter and to call himself Gorbeau. Maître Renard was less lucky; all he never have spoken as I have just done; so many misfortunes have happened CHAPTER II--WHAT IS TO BE DONE IN THE ABYSS IF ONE DOES NOT CONVERSE bourgeois. He read the journals, the _newspapers, the gazettes_ as he tormented with a butterfly, shouts directed at pedestrians, fists on bargain,--what qualities! They would have found it difficult to replace will come with your iron bar. All will be done in the most profound of the alarm peal of Saint-Merry reanimated some fancies. Barricades centuries to those who were looking on. At last, the convict raised his _Angel_ is the only word in the language which cannot be worn out. No The skilful in our century have conferred on themselves the title the white sky viewed through wheels and gun-carriages, the colossal barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie was only an outline, and an embryo illuminated, as it were, by the reflection from a rather large defend oneself against those brats. They take hold of you, they hold you transparencies, its indiscretion, and its reticence, concealing and in heaven and on earth, from the bird who has not a grain of millet to intellect. Without going deeply into questions which are only indirectly effort, and looked at Marius. the bones, they leave only the shell. Such are our morals. We do not dusty, ragged, dishevelled, playing hide-and-seek, and crowned with house, called to the porter who was in bed and who had pulled the cord only the law when entire. No! no charter!" dessert, he said to Courfeyrac. "Have you read the paper? What a fine "Now we're going to touch up the revolution of 1830. As a matter of of men; I should have been the most monstrous of men. And I should have on high like the voice of the thunder. some authority: himself. If he went no further, that was no fault of his. It did not CHAPTER VIII--BILLOWS AND SHADOWS He ascended the staircase leading to his chamber. On arriving at the Every army has a rear-guard, and it is that which must be blamed. of breaking in and theft? In the second place, are you the discharged wheat yields a hundred fold of the seed. There is no guano comparable in of wreaking my vengeance, I have denounced you as a convict, you, a 1.E.9. CHAPTER III--MOTHER INNOCENTE room, and that it was a hermit's cave, a mysterious retreat, a hole, a "And how long can he rest at the end of his journey?" these lines, confounding progress with God, and taking the interruption Cosette knew nothing of what was going on in Paris. She had not been and he, he rattles in the death agony. disappeared, has no longer any meaning at the present day. Let us of poverty and nothingness, the bare-armed, the bare-footed, belong to longer discern the crumbling brink of abysses? Had he lost his power of remained deserted. All this serenity had been traversed by but a single word of haughty extension of the Rue Saint-Honoré, there was no longer a single window Brujon. [There was a Brujon dynasty; we cannot refrain from There are many such virtuous people in this lower world; some day they wreaths by the breeze beneath the leaves. Take from those murmurs of two appeared to limp. Cosette, and he beheld his felicity reconstituted wherever he pleased, moment had disappeared; the phantom of social justice tormented him. He, the Scotch with their bare knees and plaids, the great white gaiters the real word for it,--placed him on his shoulders once more, and set movement, like a person who is just waking up. situation, of replacing the fault of the delinquent by the fault of the "Go and get the child," said he. "Chonodemaire, one of the seven German kings who entered among the Gauls he has placed himself there. Let him remain there. Let us shoot him down "Yes." Jean Valjean fell into more and more profound thought.--"This convent if she chose. "A hundred francs," thought Fantine. "But in what trade loins. She is the first awake, the last asleep. She marches forwards. virtue, would be seasoned with a crime. And what would be the taste of "Put something in it." breakfast, when she had succeeded in enticing her father into the garden disembarking at Calais, a man handed him a petition. ruffians might possibly be concealed in some nook, not very far off, and At the moment when this discovery was made, it was assumed that turned round and said abruptly:-- darkness; here, the shadow; but a shadow filled with gleams of light, "Does any one know with whom?" demanded Laigle. and save yourself! Otherwise, it is all over with you; in a short time diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or "Amen," said he. Madame de T. lived far from the Court; "a very mixed society," as she This person, the story ran, was a man of means, whose name no one knew flight. How had it happened that he had not mentioned this to Cosette? It was Marius. great deal of money, and from whom I might have extracted enough to live In the presence of these lights, he proceeded like a man who is cross-bars which served to secure the door of the wine-shop at night. "Driver," said he, "Rue de l'Homme Armé, Number 7." a college of owls facing the light. A cloister, caught in the very act He found the key, opened the cupboard, plunged his arm into it without "Let us break in the door!" "Your friends have just shot you." parties in summer. Are the Thénardiers prosperous? There are not many reversal of the letters converted into an odd scrawl, and he saw no itself. Besides this, as it is always seeking concealment, as soon as None the less, these young girls filled this grave house with charming Marius had reached the Halles. l'Homme Armé, No. 7." playwright, sheriff, gambler, stock-broker, and merchant, speak committed the error of confining in the New Building the most barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, had produced on him the effect counterfeiters. The diverse forms assumed by thought in the realm horses and riders, inextricably heaped up. Terrible entanglement! There reach such deformity. If facts did their duty, they would confine grew enthusiastic for the absolute, they caught glimpses of infinite absolute sense which certain words might present, there can be nothing father. For many great deeds are performed in petty combats. There are instances little tower had a platform, of which only the beams remain. The iron If one were to ask that enormous city: "What is this?" she would reply: had not taken his eyes from the grave-digger, saw the latter bend over partitions and ducts than the mound of earth for a circuit of six February, and he didn't even notice that the 8th of January, and not the In short, and incontestably, that which triumphed at Waterloo; that of his "celebrity" and, strange to say, though true, because of his name irrefragable, evident from the very grief that it caused him, rendered Let us show that, if the people abandon the republicans, the republicans obscurity of the mind, sombre and secret abodes where the passions sacred relic,--all that was his very heart. What had been done with it? It was, moreover, a firm, energetic, and melancholy profile. This This man, who was old, moreover, had a thick nose, his chin swathed in a good for much; a sort of plaything, the idle dream of a dream-ridden He found the key, opened the cupboard, plunged his arm into it without soap-bubble. Come, be a good boy, what's her name?" "You love me, then?" the monarchy is contained in the lounger; the whole of anarchy in the a failure gazing at that triumph, love. the rose unfolds, that May expands, that the dawn grows white behind the completed the bar across the street. He put this unique copy under his arm, and went out. It was the 4th of exhorting. When the time of his departure approached, he resolved to where everything breathed depression and weariness of life. Judging from All at once his dull eyes lighted up with a hideous flash; the little "Yonder, in the first wedding-cart, on our side." asleep. When she heard her husband's step she turned over and said to He thought he felt sure that she had looked at his boots too. take his grenadiers and to make kings of them, to decree the falls of ten francs for this. She received the letter, and crushed it in her 15 (return) [ On the boughs hang three bodies of unequal merits: Dismas sound in all quarters of the horizon, as of some one moving furniture; the Epistle to the Ephesians; to the faithful, in the Epistle to the Marius, who perceived nothing else now, and who now saw nothing in all to me, it is because I possess the whole of her heart"; to behold her "Go away," said Jean Valjean. Paris; it is the _statu quo_ against the initiative; it is the 14th upon the red light of the windows. At times he saw shadows flit across "How well everything is going!" said Fauchelevent; "what a capital idea The English army was profoundly shaken. There is no doubt that, had they almost immediately after Gavroche's departure. contemplating the slumber of the just. time--ripe and celebrated beauties then, and sung by Voltaire, the inquiries useless, and conferred authority on all that that man had icy perspiration stood in beads. Préfet of Police_. As the affair in the station-house had been bruited his questions. Strange to say, their rôles seemed to be reversed. It was morning to the people at the _Cross of Colbas_. From where he sat he declared itself long before. What woke him was that his bed was too good. It was nearly twenty years He remained a long time thus. One could remain for eternity in such The result was, what is called in geometry, _the symmetrical image_; so Tuesday? Why does he always take the narrow streets? Why does Madame his service, the other may supervise him and take his place. of the lightning in the mysterious gleam of flight; the effort towards of a wrath and of an enigma, one divined in the first barricade the dream, and that he found himself slipping down a declivity in the middle "So I shall have to nail up that coffin?" might not be interfered with by the great electric current of the globe. shiver. the village towards Gagny drew its water from the magnificent ponds is twelve hundred times larger than the earth, glowing like a firebrand, instincts of war which have been repressed, youthful courage which has wooden shoes, and by the firelight she was engaged in knitting woollen felicity of heaven, nearer to the archangels than to mankind, pure, vesture of the porters of Rome the mark of Messalina's elbowing. The old woman gazed at him with her little polecat eyes, and answered:-- He replied, "It is because I was a servant in his family in my youth." he had crossed the threshold, he saw his grandfather holding one of There is, as we know, a philosophy which denies the infinite. There is He turned. A ray of moonlight outlined his profile, and Jean Valjean the child arrived, she would naturally think Monsieur le Maire had just "You?" He said: "It is the rear-guard of the English getting under way for the should he take? Ought he to turn to the left or to the right? How was he prepared beside the sofa. The doctor examined Marius, and after having After a pause, Gavroche added:-- vulgar of idioms. As he spoke all tongues, he entered into all hearts. always harping on your people, but do look favorably on my dealing a bit He tapped again. a brother who was a priest, and who had been rector of the Academy of Destiny has some extremities which rise perpendicularly from the summer, so foolishly dissipated; he recognized the precipice, it was peculiar to despair. The name of Romainville recurred incessantly to his yet. The men of yesterday are spectres; those of to-morrow are forms. ray of light from without made it stand out like a silhouette, and Jean She has a son, theft, and a daughter, hunger. While he was discussing this modest dinner, he had, twice or thrice, "Fabantou," replied the girl. Paternoster_and which possessed the property of bearing people straight great Callumore41; slang turns it into _meck_ and later _le meg_, that dunkerque in order. Jean Valjean stared silently at the wall opposite trap. They gazed into the dark barricade as one would gaze into a lion's lancer added in a magisterial manner:-- Toussaint saying: "Do you notice how pretty Cosette is growing, sir?" other from the Rue Aubry-le-Boucher, were riddling the Saint-Merry his character of a philosopher of the nineteenth century, accepted, was not disgust it; it is so literary that it does not hold its nose before an enormous paving-stone which lay in the angle of the window and served was a folding-bed, and which fell to Toussaint's share. The dining-room walls, the long black line of roofs which bordered the other side of the A fearful and sacred voice which is composed of the roar of the brute still passing slowly and regularly back and forth overhead. Javert began to laugh with that noiseless laugh which was peculiar to opportunity of changing her evil repute into good odor. The reader will instead of _thou_ for the next three months. succession so many unlucky heads, in the sombre march of the human race. sign. She went out, with dirty caps. Whether from lack of time or from But, thank Heaven, still another choice is possible. No perpendicular suffering, he had gradually arrived at the conviction that life is a the wind. This created, outdoors, alternate shadow and gleams of light, The porter watched them take their departure as he had watched their shall eat. It is better to be the tooth than the grass. Such is my thought, in a confused way? Misfortune certainly, as we have said, does as under Domitian, resigned itself and willingly put water in its wine. that Charles Myriel created a great deal of talk. He was well formed, of all the passion of the future. It is a sort of undecided tenderness the prayers of the congregation; and on Sunday, after the mass, all the always will be; they know well that the people are only the people, wait until he could get it through compassion or through work; that CHAPTER I--THE CHARYBDIS OF THE FAUBOURG SAINT ANTOINE AND THE SCYLLA OF The doctor thought that she was delirious. She added:-- corpses were alive for him. He was like a deaf man whose sight grows "I authorize you to hit 'em a tremendous whack." "How long is the coffin?" Neither Jean Valjean nor Cosette nor Toussaint ever entered or emerged For the old parties who clung to heredity by the grace of God, think used, this table was free. sometimes dishonor, but which remains even when soiled, which survives Then he turned to Cosette. supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of Gonesse; the universe ends there. "In that case," replied the brigadier, "we can let him go?" She had already valiantly renounced finery, had dressed herself in our own chambers, without saying a word to each other." as though a window had suddenly been opened upon the destiny of those is lacking in the profile of Paris. The bal Mabile is not the polymnia double turn in the lock and plunged back into the darkness, without 55th of the line, which was the old regiment of Flanders. At Eylau with two carbuncles at the extremities, as they extended in an immense separates Royalty from the peerage; that is not far. Shots will soon as the goose stuffed with chestnuts is the truffled turkey of the poor." occurring, and which seem to form a part of the mysterious stage-setting side of the convent. Profane eyes must see nothing of that sacred place. clutches you by the throat; fetidness mingled with the death-rattle; him had he asked for it; that, in any case, it would have been better to maid-servant, without commotion, rather like a person who is slipping drawing a five-franc piece from his pocket, and laying it on the table, a little, taking care, however, not to speak except when the carriage The grandfather, trembling at having so inopportunely introduced André "The soldiers have!" thus parodying without being aware of the fact, Vaugirard cemetery, which was made of land which had formerly belonged We must suppose that is what he said to himself." of the waves, the melancholy vastness of the arches of the bridge, the grating of iron, with points simulating a row of teeth, it was like a manhood a waistcoat of Nain-Londrin, which he was fond of talking about "Monsieur!--" said Marius. in her cell, she would have cured your leg merely by touching it. This good man was old when they were young. This silhouette has not yet No one stirred. condemned imposed this as a law upon him. On this occasion, however, he Then throwing down the pen:-- to bill and coo our loves from morn to night, to gaze at one's image in The Thénardier silently handed him the folded bill. Marius entered his room and pushed the door to after him. interlace their fingers, they call each other _thou_, and that does not faint, dull noise in the direction of the prisoner. he wrote on the plaster of the wall:-- He woke. He was icy cold. A wind which was chill like the breeze of dawn "You are an ingrate, Enjolras." his soul in that hideous mass of frightful thoughts which he had spent The alarm beat which ran through all Paris, did not cease, but it had "What for?" Thénardier thought it time to strike in. his son "to avoid excesses." He had an affable and haughty air, and a "Yes," said the mother. "I got three large potatoes and some salt. I "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter?" bonnet. He heard an ineffable voice, which must have been "her voice." of straw, and watching Cosette's slumbers. Fauchelevent sat up and The man who has never heard, the man who has never uttered these gently. That is all. Is it not quite natural that I should desire to see thing is this materialism! Not every one who wants it can have it. Ah! beam placed on two posts, which is deaf and dumb in the midst of the phrase in your letter. You write:-- steamers are to-day. Therefore, galleys were necessary; but the galley "At the Court of Assizes." in a sort of diffuse lounging, perceived, athwart his somnambulism, a him. Fancy, he is a charming young man; he is intrepid; it is evident The Bishop of D---- to supply here a detail which the papers kneeling, and one lying at full length, on the floor in his shirt. The This melancholy fate, always possible on certain sea beaches, was also myself as much as was in my power. So I invented this injury in order the ceiling, slashing away at the very brink of the trap-door, the last balance of light and darkness. came, moved about there like black forms. Above that terrible nesting- alley, and could only lead him further from his goal, that is to say, The case opened by the pressure of a spring. They found in it nothing He looked. boasted of being able to crack a nut with one blow of her fist. Except hired vehicle. He shrugged his shoulders. the Pierron orchard, I suspect him of a theft committed in the house of dipping up water in the hollow of his hand, he gently sprinkled a few last he arrived, by dint of feeling his way inch by inch, at a clearing the evidence, he was forced to give way. He began to understand, and, as guards a secret like a child. little wolves were as tipsy as sparrows from having drunk dew and thyme Then throwing down the pen:-- the barricade for the purpose of revenging himself. He had arrived late. Jean Valjean disconcerted him. All the axioms which had served him as did not make their way to the light, that there was not a ribbon of her without a word, without a letter, although she knew his address! What and into which there enters as much instinct as will, all the anterior "Oh! this one is a clear case also. It is about a sort of blackguard; Now Toussaint, as though she had been destined to be Jean Valjean's Thénardier pretended not to hear this unamiable remark. political fevers vanished thus. The Revolution of 1830 assisted in the which recurred to her memory, dared not even say to her: "Go and look at Petit-Banquier. He had been let loose in the Charlemagne courtyard, and "Come." he said to Cosette. and addressed her, the nun never replied. Fantine, who was looking at Javert only, turned towards him:-- CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST the throne, and the mitre in the name of the altar; it is to ill-treat He said to himself: "How beautiful she is! What is to become of me?" CHAPTER V--BASQUE AND NICOLETTE He replied with a very well drawn-up bill for five hundred and some odd Thanks to the Revolution, social conditions have changed. Feudal and ridiculous. Why, I'm taking things into consideration and making a CHAPTER VI--FUTURE PROGRESS CHAPTER IX--MADAME VICTURNIEN'S SUCCESS superintendent ordered her to leave the shop on the instant. Besides, Faverolles. The family of Jean Valjean is no longer there. It is not the great basin. They consisted of a goodman, about fifty years of age, home!" There was hardly even the distant rumble of a vehicle to be which reasons of state, the oath, political sagacity, human justice, freeholder and an elector, insulted and attacked by a creature who was and, so far as I am concerned, I should not have taken it in bad part. for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little of Cardinal Fesch. M. Myriel was one of the ninety-five bishops who good object; to massacre them is a bad means. Roquelaure was notable for his lofty figure and his assiduity at the galleys, but of cyclopean and superhuman galleys, and it seemed to have Gueulemer was a Hercules of no defined position. For his lair he had the "Ah!" ejaculated Basque. but, as the wealthy display their greatest magnificence at the entrance as a great favor, linen trousers in the hottest weather, and a woollen However, he did not appear to have any broken limbs, and, by some happy scruples. bewilderment. He told himself that it was plain, that the light of the _Patron-Minette_ signifies the morning, the same as _entre chien et Then his right arm, all ready to discharge the signal shot, dropped These carriages, or to speak more correctly, these wagon-loads of Then M. Madeleine folded his arms, and said in a severe voice which no they had not thought it well to undeceive the invalid, who believed that He glanced at the cloud. Only a bird could have extricated itself from this predicament. "How do you get in?" Legion. Pompey was not destined to weep on that occasion, but it is and then, some rich and generous travellers like Monsieur, we should all torn at that! In the depths of winter! I can't go out for lack of a candle, and in that den two men seated at a table, M. Leblanc tranquil, Excess of unhappiness had, as we have remarked, made him in some sort understood, evidently recognized the person with whom he had to deal, He gave up all idea of climbing by means of the drain-pipe, and crawled to attach it. herself. "How much wages do you want a month?" asked M. Gillenormand. Social prosperity means the man happy, the citizen free, the nation offends my sight. It humiliates me to think that I am of the same age as which is on high at the summit, at the crest, at the zenith, that which the first-born pouring the excess of the family into monasticism, the Jean Valjean preserved silence. it does not rain; outside it's cold, here there's not an atom of wind; of the human race, I tell you, not a bit of it! It is at Brussels that vaulting, then he went to the grating and clenched both fists round the stiff, seemed to be awaiting only a coffin; Jean Valjean seemed made of BOOK FOURTH.--SUCCOR FROM BELOW MAY TURN OUT TO BE SUCCOR FROM ON HIGH Cosette crept under the table again. a rather wild effect to her face, which sometimes caused this sweet The person replied: "It is the Lark's meadow." permanent; necessarily substantial, since it is infinite; and because, misfortunes! For fifteen hundred francs you got a girl whom I had, and other thought than your happiness." "A day, and a good long one." which is so narrow that it is barred against carriages by a transverse of blackguards." He only felt that, to whatever course of action he made up his mind, important things. They had told each other everything except everything. "Why did you not bring it at once?" Little by little, and in the course of time, all this opposition was made in that place shut off from all glances. A profound vagueness heat. This man had been in the barricade. He had not fought there. What Unprecedented perplexity! For the last hour he had had two voices in his he was in search had gone towards the forest in the direction of Gagny. arrested, the Prefecture of Police was encumbered with them, so was the "What's your name, portress?" having his spots, no doubt, his faults, his crimes even, being a man, your elegances all the complicated filth of majesty, from the dirty He opened the valise and drew from it Cosette's outfit. policeman's conscience, discharged his gun in the direction of Jean Azelma listened admiringly to Éponine. CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR has his son away on service in the army, and his daughters at service in Let us remark, by the way, that the hatred of luxury is not an the causes of these disasters? We do not know. Could these societies had been in the laboratory of the infirmary but a few moments, bending Nearly all the stage-coaches for the south and west passed through the weather, at the slightest storm, the physician was uneasy. branch of commerce. Father Madeleine's profits were such, that at the feverish, who had a sort of sickly feebleness about all his limbs and traverse the boys' court in order to reach the parlor of Sainte-Marie- a lucky girl!" Blaise Poutrain was the brother of Nicholas Poutrain, who was the last of your coat in the Tuileries makes you repeat after a lapse of two the lackey's gamin is called a groom, the marine gamin is called the CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER have done well." have filled this cavity was missing, and by mounting on the commode, into the world ten years apart. In their youth they had borne very That done, she perceived that she was worn out with fatigue. She would On the following day, at the same hour, Jean Valjean came. them?" freaks of tranquillity; he had himself shaved every day by a barber who At the rate at which they were marching, and in consideration of the in one corner, and, behind the partition, Marius, invisible, erect, not Your little one is still asleep. What is her name?" Saint-Barthélemy, the cut-throats of September, the manslaughterers of "What is it?" blood. to Braine l'Alleud; and in the wagon, a sort of woman seated on coffers him in the piece, and which he believed to have emanated from Utrecht recurred to his mind. He recalled the inspector of the Rue de Pontoise, "Father Madeleine!" replied: _"Forever! Forever!" _ that is to say: _"Enter." _ Enlarge descried a sort of spectator who appeared to him to be singularly but one partly open door through which my past might invade my life, sweating, soaked, breathless, scratched, and ferocious. perchance, superior, to betray society in order to remain true to his when he went to hear mass at Saint-Sulpice, at that same chapel of the turn round a single time. Had he done so, he would have seen the host of exhausted all means; he had been deterred neither by the season, nor _Patron-Minette_, was probably derived from the hour at which their looked at from the vent hole. In order to obviate this danger, and to Near the seated man stood a young boy, the shepherd lad. He was offering Being." Who was in the coffin? The reader knows. Jean Valjean. The drawing-room, as we have just said, was in great disorder. It seemed Nothing more wild and solitary than this garden could be imagined. There the jury of what he said here a few hours ago. Javert is an estimable woman of her acquaintance, a certain Magnon, who was strongly suspected CHAPTER X--RESULT OF THE SUCCESS radiances, to loves in the air, to follies; and all the while, human Each battalion of the Guard was commanded by a general for this final had Fantine, called the Blonde, because of her beautiful, sunny hair. reply: 'Present!' Then Blondeau gazes at me, with the gentleness of a "Not all wheels fit all axles, sir." soil that is solid from that which is not solid; the joyous little cloud "All! All!" child. He approached the bed, where she lay sleeping, and trembled with Thénardier replied with simplicity: "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his Only the little lark never sang. a terrible fashion, that in a twinkling, the assailant and the assailed And, pointing out to the eldest the mat on which he was lying, a very dragon, and behind the second the sphinx. and resolution, he blessed his love in the depths of his thought, and "Well," returned Jean Valjean, "keep the money for your mother!" down with men and horses that the vessel was sunk to the level of the on the side of the nation. They quitted the throne with gravity, but him for the Empire. One personage, whose name has remained unknown, And he pursued his road, walking rapidly straight ahead, and with almost was there. At this strange moment, an instinct--possibly the mysterious and really, you are excessively ignorant. M. le Duc d'Angoulême, the _A Vocal Mother_. Why are you weeping, my child? Petit-Picpus side; so that this building, which was very lofty on the Little by little, his perceptions became more precise; he looked at He constituted himself the tribunal. The old woman attended to the housekeeping and cooking and went to flowers, at fifteen sous the roll. A white, dull light fell from a large For a moment he could not speak, then he went on: by his father upon him, Marius, had been protested up to that day. It octogenaries who, like M. de Voltaire, have been dying all their life; with her smile. and nervous spasms. The use of it had to be restricted. Even with this "--General Bauduin received orders to take the château of Hougomont was all that he possessed in his brother's right and his own. The near the Halles, notice on their right, opposite the Rue Mondétour, a He laid his hand on the knob, the latch yielded, the door opened. Jean cable bridge, might have observed, had he dropped his eyes over the accidental, no doubt, certainly, but it was a menacing accident. Alps. You must be cold, sir." Sanglote, Sob, not tell. You were Monsieur Madeleine, why not have said so? You saved in the side pocket of his coat. in that direction. He was searching that vast tomb. He gazed about. He Cosette's eyes were wide open, and her thoughtful air pained Jean The farm buildings border the courtyard on the south. A bit of the north Wellington. They are not enemies; they are opposites. Never did God, sort of little girl whom he saw very often, and whom he never looked at. Enjolras did not appear to be listening, but had any one been near him, knapsack, well buckled and perfectly new, on his back; an enormous, kept constantly presenting itself afresh, and which drove away all symmetrical tramp of their hoofs at full trot, the jingling of the "Well now," said the prowler, "is that dead fellow alive? Let's see." paving-stone above her head with the gesture of a giantess on the point "Father--" repeated Marius. Valjean's mournful brain. He examined the Cul-de-Sac Genrot; there he All at once, she experienced that indefinable impression which one Later on, every time that Jean Valjean needed money, he went to get it blew at Jean Valjean. She was a Grace copying a cat. of the Invalides had been temporarily deposited, and had "prigged" some It was true that the light could not be produced by a candle. However, The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation is a non profit a state of oblivion. In this situation, man forgets to be bad, but stroke. Louis XVIII., much preoccupied while annotating Horace with the for a day's leave of absence--an enormity in so austere a community. The Terrible images passed through Marius' mind. What! That young girl whom eyes. same silence reigned, and there was the same darkness around him. He was fear everywhere; counter-shocks in every town. Hence gulfs. It has been were agonizing in vain beside him! He even formed a part of their criticism, that could be made, was, that the contradiction between is healthy, it comes from heaven in the first place and next from the me, 'but Europe is certainly better than Asia?' I admit that Asia is a The yellow man carried his bundle and his cudgel in his hand. as the avenue of Sphinxes at Thebes. Not a living being in the cross- ineffable ecstasies, to contemplation, to joys; he beholds his feet set in afflictions, in obstacles, on the pavement, in the nettles, sometimes meet again presently? Take your letter." pretext. She told wonders of the Abbey of Fontevrault,--that it was like "Do you want anything?" Enjolras asked him. the coat . . ." Cosette and Marius fell on their knees, in despair, suffocating with and shouted into the corridor:-- weather was bad, he had an umbrella under his arm, but he never opened hotel, "with my fifteen francs, that makes eighty." joyous voice. Nîmois, Comtois, Poitevin, Picard. His last valet was a big, foundered, own thing, his own despot and his slave. It seemed as though they had army, that lion, sees before it, erect and tranquil, that prophet, But then, what? In whom can we trust? _Solem quis dicere falsum audeat?_ of the stones which you will have to take up and replace twenty times a "And still I am quite cramped with it all!" The 221 made Louis Philippe King. Lafayette undertook the coronation. were not promptly paid, wrote to her constantly letters whose contents arrange such departures tranquilly; but they are despairs! of his rent. The pawnshop had sold the plates of his _Flora_ after the When I have subdued malefactors, when I have proceeded with vigor Bigot de Préameneu, the minister of public worship, a very angry and Hougomont alone cut down, slashed to pieces, shot, burned, with their sides. There existed an interval of twenty paces between the grand elder Jondrette girl. compelled to write with the back of the pen. He wiped his brow from time road, vanished; this is a sort of contemplation which sometimes tranquil, all the sand has the same aspect, nothing distinguishes the easily reached the name. He knew that Madame la Baronne Pontmercy was The Black Hunt sovereignty of the people, sapristi! I am even a bit of a Hébertist. I