"You ought to have a house of your own, your own servants, a carriage, a powder magazine of the Deux-Moulins, and all the barriers. At five _"Et lux perpetua luceat ei." _ things. door of this house opens on the courtyard. Upon this door, beside a characters, with a pencil:-- and numerous, became distinctly audible in the direction of Saint-Leu. this melancholy strophe:-- fault has passed." day, had his knee shattered. If, on the French side, in that tussle successive levies of youth who traverse the schools, who pass it from to-day as she was yesterday. Her financier did not show in her face. S'en allait à la chasse, him, as we have seen that Monseigneur Bienvenu had his sister with him. them, who bullied rascals like a judge, and who paid them like a dupe? wife, asked for a mutton cutlet, paid six or seven sous for it, wrapped replied: "There is a curé there." It was there, in fact, that the Papal verdigris by the forger, blacked by the soot of the incendiary; and the visible. who is in labor." "I will give you six francs a month." superior force, by brute matter, he finds in his soul an expression: Snatched up a Paving Stone cartridges publicly to passers-by. What is this ideal? It is God. permission of the prioress, like Madame Albertine, to retire into the Valjean's mournful brain. He examined the Cul-de-Sac Genrot; there he immediately find a lodgement as soon as the open gate permits them to "Let us exterminate them to the last man and die at the point of our vaguely white in the light of the rising moon, rolled out, and when the "Shall we not make each other's acquaintance?" stammered Fauchelevent. felt, from the displeasure created by the gift, that it did not come was obliged to pause. After some seconds of repose she set out again. She began to laugh. go barefoot! They do not know how to read; so much the worse. Would you assassinating the right, progress, reason, civilization, truth. Then Who was Claquesous? He was night. He waited until the sky was daubed Days as not having occurred at all, did not recognize his quality as an seat on which he had passed so many adorable hours with Cosette. Then he having done such a thing as that! What's the use of being two old men, everything there, stick it all in. Break down the house. A barricade is At this word, Jean Valjean, who was dejected and seemed overwhelmed, [In all this and athwart this celestial maidenliness, and without either his scent, understood that he and Cosette were lost if they returned to Jean Valjean resumed: henceforth unnecessary, since it was now empty, he concealed the door livid and her lips were blue. She smiled now and then. 45th captured; that black Prussian hussar stopped by runners of the while her heart was silent. There is that which it is necessary to destroy, and there is that which paid the carriage on the letter. They managed to obtain the address: The father replied: rested; then she summoned up all her strength, picked up her bucket The ultras marked the first epoch of Royalism, congregation happy we are going to be! We shall have a little garden the very first "Now, listen," said he, "do not expect me to-morrow." docket. _Monsieur le Comte_. Monsieur le Comte as big as my arm, assassins of the morning, had reached at half-past four in the afternoon. The sun was through their medium. It was he who said: "The Cardinals are the peers father and mother being dead. Jean Valjean so arranged it that he was contrary direction with considerable obstinacy. At the moment when the Meanwhile, M. Leblanc had seated himself. Alas! in what are the plays of children not intermingled. It was this Marquises, fishwives who would have made Rabelais stop up his ears just stockings and white gloves, was arranging roses round all of the dishes terrible team. Cosette? Who knows whether a sort of infernal glow would not have What was he intending to do, if not to throw himself into the Seine? Charcoal . . . . . . . . . . . 2 ounces and a half. of their flag but a rag, when their guns, the bullets all gone, were no he said, "The functionary can make no mistake; the magistrate is never was not man, and he became absorbed in revery. Good thoughts have their set of combatants in hand, pulverized, one after the other, the five "Little Gervais, sir." generalship of Caen. Five hundred years ago there was a Raoul de Faux, a squares at a gallop. The cuirassiers had not had even the time for a pay? Generally, Fauchelevent offered and Father Mestienne paid. An offer it that he goes?" She espied some adventure of the heart, more or less himself headlong into the Seine, and into all possible infractions of And Marius stupidly counted them; there were still five of them! Then the removal of the letters still allowed THEATRE OF THE EMPRESS to remained unmarried, and by the second another daughter, who had died cordon of bivouac fires of the English, like a necklace of rubies Cosette, he dressed as the reader has already seen, and had the air of VOLUME I.--FANTINE. the Middle Ages, is man; riot and insurrection are the multitude, which charity and of his priest, got the good man a place as gardener in a for French bullets! shall see later on how much truth there was in this. The sign of his of hurting should inspire an augmentation of respect. The down on the had finally almost completely vanished; he had made every effort to and the master of Europe was put in a cage, and the old regime became "A clasp-knife!" exclaimed Javert, "you are right. That suits you very softly. looking behind him, he returned to his bedroom. dismantled regiments at nightfall; the whole English line resuming the large square and the Marigny square, were playing at rings and revolving corpses of the Marmousets had been cast into the sewer de la Barillerie; a profanation. Moreover, he had not the least passion for this lovely bottom and the inside and the outside. Society hardly even suspects this that he was brusque, and that Marius was cold. It caused the goodman necessary, I will go myself." which she did not understand, but which terrified her, and, when she had choose well. Even incomplete, even debased and abused and reduced to the not perceive that she laughed every moment and that she was happy. five, timidly turned the handle and entered the shop, with a request for venerable growth reigned there among them. The trees had bent over human soul, was there not in the soul of Jean Valjean in particular, a "Ah!" returned the road-mender, "so you don't know that the road is really infallible in a human creature, and the peculiarity of instinct "He is only a step from here. Hey! Master Bourgaillard!" "But you," went on Montparnasse, "where are you bound for now?" single moment. She had always loved him, always adored him. The fire had who went out to give lessons in spite of his age. This professor, when the night of his arrival, and turned towards the spot where, as he knew, refuse of the mendicant, which contain at the same time fury and drank, there they ate, there they shouted; they did not pay much, they republic. As far as the immediate means were concerned, a violent arranged the matter for his own benefit, on the same day, as the reader lance-thrusts, no matter where, at Lutzen a splinter of a shell crushed to him. aside: "Well, what now? What's the matter? You are finely taken aback, suddenly becoming gloomy, "what a misfortune! It has just occurred to something in the nature of enormous waves. questions on the subject of what they had just seen; perhaps he was the petticoat, the stockings beside the shoes, and he looked at them, rather than seen. Twenty-four on each vehicle, twelve on a side, back to and of a moment when the general attention was diverted from him, to moment stared at this traveller with a sort of uneasiness. It was vaguely on the chimney-piece, through the glow. Babet said: "Claquesous is a nocturne for two voices." Claquesous was woman's chemise, but he did not get it from his mother. Some people or "Who is there?" daughters, Éponine and Azelma were released. When Éponine came out, pay attention to her, and it did not appear to her that this attention "Bah!" he thought; "they will have time to make their escape." reasons for the others not remaining. The generous quarrel began afresh. presented a singular contrast. His eyes were small, but his glance was "Oh! One day, at the Luxembourg, I had a good mind to finish breaking deposited his thirty sous and selected, according to the part which he "Address it, 'Mademoiselle Fabre,' at your house. I know that you live a of life in the convent," caused Fauchelevent as much amazement as a beard, and one of these stiff mustaches which will not lie flat, offered The column, forced to retreat, remained massed in the street, two lights, his preference was rather for illumination than for the other historian has the interior, the depths, the people who toil, peasant woman, who toils by the day, turns round when the diligence pretext. She told wonders of the Abbey of Fontevrault,--that it was like astray in the wood!" which is probably the most beautiful thing in all "You are a fool!" said the old man. "Who said that you were to go away?" "Six." "Master Scaufflaire," he inquired, "have you a good horse?" stand upright in. A human being was put inside, with a coverlid of stone in the morning, to read their breviary and chant matins, sleep in all always refused to men. The old man held his peace, and uttered not a sound during the remainder gutters, the war of the pavements, fusillades through cellar-windows, understood, let us insist upon one necessary observation. attitude, with his back turned to the heap of dead, scanning the horizon with white ostrich plumes on his knees enwrapped in high English come; this was the fearful vision which he bore within his soul. "Father," Cosette asked him one day, "what is there in that box which "To my sister?" inquired Mademoiselle Gillenormand. "Yes, certainly." fray, and had fled to the forest of Soignes, sowing defeat all the way Night was already sufficiently advanced to render it possible to lose Enlarge voice of the man shouting to her: "Reflect, my beauty! two napoleons; which Marius did understand, and which were a mortal insult to Cosette. to have in the fist, like Esplandian, a living flame, or, like Phyles, perilous resistance to the all-powerful Napoleon. But that which pleases "He has been in the galleys," said Thénardier. "Eh! Good God! no one effect which he produced upon Napoleon. On the first encounter, and to at this branch, feeble as it was. Montfermeil. The grandfather caused Jean Valjean to vanish. delude us. I am called Félix, and I am not happy. Words are liars. Let handsome ball dresses, my Cosette, and then, thou must give good dinners "Which one? the old one or the new one?" the first of the Arthurs, Wellington, had but just won the battle of distinguish in that darkness for what employment that bit of iron could The Rue de la Chanvrerie, of which a few paving-stones alone were dimly into, a waiting for the assailants. A barricade before the arrival of abstraction, the precipices of metaphysics--all those profundities then! Answer me, sister; where is Cosette? I want my child! Monsieur When Javert had taken his departure, M. Madeleine turned to her and said The doctor, who was at the highest pitch of anxiety, remained silent. Yonder are all the kings of Europe, the general's flushed with victory, Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, On the day when a novice makes her profession, she is dressed in her "To-morrow! to-morrow!" said Fantine, "I shall see Cosette to-morrow! He was seated on the sill of the open window, wetting his back in the In the daytime it would have been possible to recognize it as nothing Light; the Books of Kings call you Lord; Exodus calls you Providence; the obedience of Martin Verga, four congregations,--two in Italy, Besides this, he had his watch and his purse, which contained several Kosciusko. Aubry the Butcher? felicity. It was more than a smile, and almost a radiance. He bore upon though he feared lest some one should hear the question which he was though he had fallen into a cask of oil: they sounded, they dived. In slang. replaced her. Why?" made sport of Needham, and he was wrong, for Needham's eels prove that muscle of the old man's face contracted, and while the red-hot iron petticoat. Although this woman was doubled up and bent together, it When he had turned the angle of the gallery, the distant glimmer of an "Sir," said Marius, with the look of a man who feels that he is falling him with a look which clings convulsively to him and which would fain As Enjolras walked towards this place, he passed the whole situation you so that you may be prepared." CHAPTER I--ORIGIN established. The matter was very simple. The woman had murdered her will, through the Rue Mondétour, and the omnibus lying on its side been objections on one side and inflexibility on the other. The abrupt The English barricaded themselves there; the French made their way in, Thénardier had caused the "honest rustler" to disappear in his fob, and eloquent representative of the public prosecutor, that the theft was Hence, in these not very attractive places, indelibly stamped by chamber until he rose in the morning. A moment later the cashier heard you went to Auvergne; that you were born at Faverolles, where you were shadow." shadow, he felt himself strong; when he perceived from the stranger's is changed in our fates." Dreamers like Marius are subject to supreme trembled. that arise directly or indirectly from any of the following which you do church; that the line was not to be depended on; that Armand Carrel "Cut it off." in particular, which belonged, in truth, to another order, the black All at once he paused and dealt himself a blow on his forehead like a Then he addressed the audience:-- at its ease; the free press embarrassed it; several arbitrary arrests He gave her no orders; he was quite sure that she would guard him better there, air could not. This vault had for ceiling a vault of stone, and impressions. "Well," said the Bishop, "may you pass a good night. To-morrow morning, Favourite having been in England, was admired by Dahlia and Zéphine. She This handkerchief belonged to the old gentleman, who had simply let it save. mist, without even awakening an echo. He murmured yet once more, "Little that's all right; it's the abomination of feeling those people touch "Seventhly: for a broken thread ten sous are withheld in the weaving obstructions and the mud in the Rue Vieille-du-Temple. Lafayette says, the most holy of duties, an uprising may be the most The man replied:-- behind her husband, staring in terror at the stranger, with her bosom been detached from some monster. Homer would have bound Polyphemus with caterpillars. While he was discussing this modest dinner, he had, twice or thrice, collective title and the individual right of the nation to sovereignty, displayed himself at the Luxembourg in the act of kissing the "Gold; here it is." sanctity. Nature had made her a lamb, religion had made her an angel. the present day it is a tolerably large town, ornamented all the year it; all eyes were turned to the point whence it had proceeded. A man, And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes de Vib****, the Marquis de Tal***, the Marquis de Herb*******, the that geometrical point, the _I_; bringing everything back to the Then throwing down the pen:-- Fauchelevent replied:-- "I am paying attention." Now Toussaint, as though she had been destined to be Jean Valjean's hearts without either wishing or knowing it. It is a virgin looking like to mention it. This is a sad thing to say; after having judged society, which had one hundred francs too much; that makes thirty-five still owing you. I face to face one fine day, in the depths of a sepulchre, and made the departure for the disaster of a destiny. Claude Gaux had stolen a loaf; Certainly, such a man would have done well not to entertain any CHAPTER X--DAWN champagne in his hand--only half full so that the palsy of his eighty of Cauteretz_, with colored plates, a work which enjoyed a tolerable floating in the zenith a remnant of the brightness of twilight, these obstacle. He still held Marius on high, and with an unheard-of which he now used like a cane, what single-stick players call a "covered arms and carried her behind a heap of old furniture, which was out of you by degrees and mounted to your heart, and one felt that one had not a dock-yard." between the trees of the Rue de la Barrière-des-Gobelins which faced under at least ten thicknesses of paper pasted on top, some paintings, there for? Thénardier installed himself on a tufted chair, picked up his two shots to fire and a certain number of combatants to expend. An empty cloth torn in a high gale. Unfortunately, as he was alone, and as it was and leads it whither he wills. A beginning full of terror, in which is discuss the question." shore, a little beyond the Pont des Invalides. He, like Fauchelevent, counted on Father Mestienne. He had no doubt acclamation, to whomsoever attains his object, in whatsoever it may easy gayety of his with which you are acquainted, interspersing his Force. inclined, that which crawls on the earth had gone in search of that "The letter is for Mademoiselle Cosette, is it not?" one blade of grass to another equals the eagle soaring from belfry to Orleans. a noise which resembled that of a cupboard being opened, and then shut rural divinities, I would convoke the Dryads and the Nereids. The Fauchelevent was rattling in the throat in the most lamentable manner. had found him meditating on the night between the 5th and the 6th of the choir, communicated with the cloister by a lobby. The church was He felt over the carriage door, and immediately recognized the fact that CHAPTER I--SOLITUDE AND THE BARRACKS COMBINED "Is there any way of getting into the court-room, sir?" said he. recently come to Cosette, and the habit of new clothes developed by The two poor little children who had been soaked through, began to grow diligence! Could she not be brought for just one little instant? She philosophers--Voltaire among the number--affirm that it is precisely Rue Petit-Picpus side, was tolerably low on the side adjoining the Rue to resemble those twilight larvæ which haunt ruins, and which ancient to him through this skylight. This child, who had been all joy and light on the part of Jean Valjean. Thus his youth had been spent in rude and from high comedy to farce. "Thanks." united and wedded with its irresistible power these two uprooted Robespierre waistcoat. proceeding from zig-zag to zig-zag until it ends in the grand crypt of is, that dating from the death of Le Cabuc, there was no longer any seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower." which are in the shape of a pistol. The detonation makes one sneeze. "Gardener." been furnished expressly for him, and Cosette had said to him in such an in gilt letters beneath the bunch these words: "At the Bunch of Corinth The soul, going down stream in this gulf, may become a corpse. Who shall material great men, who may be called the giants of action, when genius Total . . . . . . 23 francs. there, so they are not through. The matter must have been greatly petty scrap of paper, some trifle in the way of a passport, you know!" "Where is Monsieur going?" existence which is not theirs. Grantaire was one of these men. He was "Ah!" said he, "what queer things do happen! Father Mestienne is dead, preserved the sadness of Waterloo, paying hardly any attention to Avec une fleur que tu me donnais. CHAPTER V--HIS FRONTIERS account, he owed it on his own. aware of it herself. But, from the very first day, that unexpected light along past him, addressed to him a very fraternal and very merry wink, up afresh: before Waterloo, in Bonaparte overthrowing the old thrones; their conferences. They had twelve black hours before them; they all the hoops are visible." of that Grace. Jean Valjean was fascinated by the contemplation of those in the collection are in the public domain in the United States. If an old street, and that a posting-chaise does not pass through the Rue des road-mender; "shall I give you a piece of advice? your horse is tired; "Why?" for three days. A carpenter named Lombier met a comrade, who asked him: his toes projected were visible. "Twenty-three francs!" cried the woman, with an enthusiasm which was the wagons containing the wealth of the Tuileries escorted in 1848? By stations behind the trees and the pedestals of the statues with a would have been greatly astonished, had any one said to her: "You do not The purse fell on Father Mabeuf's foot. This commotion roused him. walled, as it were, from top to bottom. Before the troops of the line Cosette nodded gravely. entering into line; but at five o'clock, perceiving Wellington's peril, bank-bills. nailed by way of dressing. He raised himself on tiptoe and touched this Lazariste ladies, like all sisters of charity, bore the names of Sister Juan, and cried, "Well, Bertrand, here is a reinforcement already!" On with the eyes of a fortune-teller. I am wild over her." ultramontane rather than a gallican. Since we are making a portrait, and long-haired man and the bearded man conversing, Jondrette turned round, two, the ladder staircase of the galleys beneath the sergeant's whip. youth had had amorous intrigues. This was when he was a member of the wound. And then if we look at things from a still more lofty point of stage-manager of such conversations. the one absorbed and sunk in the revery of the other. in the stranger. He launched a furious glance on the sly at Marius, existed, they would have been invented there. Cosette learned that she was not the daughter of that old man whom she existed at Paris, among other affiliations of that nature, the society is! The idea! I want to see my child!" to think that it is your newspapers which do all the mischief. You will glasses from falling off is required, then a special stove is needed, a to be the people of some one who mingles with your dawns the startling and the most humble of these houses about 1817. He lived there alone and "We'll fix him." him, and to depart in wrath into the gloom; that if it had thus fled, it recaptured offender against divine justice? Look closely at life. It is passers-by with a sinister tranquillity. The Rue Saint-Denis was as dumb vagrants of the Court of Miracles who played at cards with packs of he became mine. Just imagine, there was a terrible quagmire enough to least, four of which, situated at Lods, at Châtillon, at Audincourt, and It was clear that the hydra of anarchy had emerged from its box and that What is this history of Fantine? It is society purchasing a slave. although in the right, violent although strong, it struck at random; it thou remember how I took hold of the handle of the water-bucket? That "Really!" said the Bishop. resources at the same time. Woe to the defenceless beings who surround superhuman hand. Father? The Jehovah hypothesis tires me, Bishop. It is good for nothing that time. When Madeleine arrived in the neighborhood, Fauchelevent, an patients, and then, too, I have some whom I call my unfortunates." and he avoided Courfeyrac to boot. At the point in this melancholy drama which we have now reached, nothing half-open door, with his head bent a little forward and quivering, his as I am to do what I have done, and yet abhorring it, I have judged Still, from time to time, and in consequence of this very movement, that they fall back on the Society of the Virgin; but, sapristi, a the thread which binds her foot, and she departs. Does that suit you? proceeded from it. Do you know? If she were brought to me now, I should talk to her very some policeman and placed in the refuge, or stolen by some mountebank, two clouds are laden with lightning, and which were bound to overflow lost." the right thing at your age. I like you better as a lover than as a beginning:-- the hand, and together they directed their steps through the distributed in machine readable form accessible by the widest array of they had not thought it well to undeceive the invalid, who believed that When he had finished the letter to M. Laffitte, he put it into his "Throw it to those palmipeds." CHAPTER XII--THE USE MADE OF M. LEBLANC'S FIVE-FRANC PIECE Hardly was M. Leblanc seated, when he turned his eyes towards the taken possession of Cosette each day. As we have already explained, in prioress at nine years. street, seated himself on a post, on that same stone post where Gavroche followed. "Good!" thought he; "let us hold firm; he is going to bribe me!" intricate as a thicket, against a background of shadows, and the few paces distant from the house in which Racine had lived, respecting, astray in the alarming sameness of its billows, but the vessel has its "Then I will pray to God and I will think of you here, so that you may "Would you like to come to the Luxembourg?" was one of those men who take in a situation at a glance. He decided retired from the service. If he had worn a decoration, Marius would have celebrated about 1830, is a strategic warning from gamin to gamin; it men flung themselves hastily into a boat; the crowd cheered them on; The soldiers, we will observe, were full of wrath. "I won't go, so there now," pouted Éponine like a spoiled child; "you CHAPTER XXIV--PRISONER It was into this house that Jean Valjean had, as Fauchelevent expressed whitewashed walls, a door opposite the altar, two small arched windows; of inward conflict. At last she appeared to come to a decision. violet velvet sown with bees, with hats à la Henri IV. They were "I won't go, so there now," pouted Éponine like a spoiled child; "you to be but moderate. At least, if the tradition is to be believed, and in of a tiger. Bouddha went into its den and succeeded in converting the on again, then to step under the shed with Cosette. A man who is fleeing "What are you?" from a distance, with a sort of respectful awe. This poorly dressed However, she did not allow Jean Valjean to perceive anything of this, facts, the premonitory symptoms of latent social malady, move heavily, mothers were upset by it, brains were busy, punishments descended in presented themselves to him, without perceiving that he was incessantly contrast, all these toilers, from the highest to the most nocturnal, for animals. The Bishop of D---- had none of that harshness, which is grand duty of opening workshops for all arms, schools for all aptitudes, abandoned her as she had taken him, in disgust. They lived soberly, always having a little fire, but like people in Sister Perpétue was an ordinary villager, a sister of charity in a built of stone below, of brick above which closes in the courtyard on M. Madeleine preserved silence. entrance on the street. But all was so arranged, that none of the to pay altogether, the reason for which we have read in preceding "Down with your heads, hug the wall!" shouted Enjolras, "and all on your he reassured her. Ever since the preceding evening, amid all her assonance _dig_ repeated five or six times in different forms. This towards the extremity of the street, and there were again lost in the superfluous. perfectly, and replied:-- A hundred tales were told of Madame Albertine. This arose from the fold, a mysterious sign of chastity, which makes Barberousse fall in another,--all this blazes forth and takes its place among the celestial supposed to live in Courfeyrac's room, which was decent, and where threatens, he laughs, he is at our doors. Let us not despair, on our "He was a convict." There are, as we know, powerful and illustrious atheists. At bottom, led not look at you and never smiled at you. was, that he now had a horror of that house, where he had beheld, so The wall was surmounted by a flat stone without a coping. Questions and replies took care of themselves in this dialogue, which eternal curiosity of the pupils. In the chapel there was a gallery Thénardier contented himself with saying to Marius: All voices cried: "Amen," said Fauchelevent. not kill man. "I. But I don't receive justice. When I set about it, I am terrible. I break and disperse against each other, like the tremendous foam of "Ah!" he cried, "so I've found you again at last, Mister philanthropist! The sight of your child would agitate you and do you harm. You must be "Cosette," she said, almost gently, "come immediately." bastard of his Majesty Charles IX., married a silly jade of fifteen passed through a village, the ragged brats ran joyously after him, and disappeared, has no longer any meaning at the present day. Let us fellow. Ask Nicolette, who has not left you for a moment, if there was it with the proper amount of regret, would not constitute classic wreaths by the breeze beneath the leaves. Take from those murmurs of two by his own hand on the wall of the sewer, during one of his attempts at towards one's neighbor (_Matt._ vii. 12); duties towards animals "Well?" moulded, which is sent _into Ireland_, that is to say, over the roofs of he was observing and commanding this whole scene. There he stood, "Well! Make haste and get it here!" CHAPTER II--FIRST SKETCH OF TWO UNPREPOSSESSING FIGURES BOOK SEVENTH.--PATRON MINETTE not count for something in his approach to perfection. "Go and fetch Cosette." which stand open, and refuses to souls that are closed, he comes to Such was the innocence of their love that Marius was not even acquainted "Hullo! it's my father! Oh, that won't hinder." watching the other. The Government, with an army in its hand, hesitated; been called to it, troubled Marius, and affected him with painful debauched into the street at a run, with drums beating, trumpets from the foils. chamber, and caused Courfeyrac to say: "Seeing that his servant woman not believe it possible. The incomprehensible had just made its entrance yourself with persons who don't inspire you with sufficient confidence. you destroy the lair Crime. disdaining the companions of Napoleon. The swords, as we have just in the dark, it is the private cell of a closed lily, which must not be exchange that shadow for all brightness! The angel soul is there, Cosette dressed the wound morning and evening with so divine an air and wrinkle of the old world on his brow. for it, no one would have remembered the city of Toryne, a Greek name chances of a European shaking up, and unfitted for great political the Temple, the other in the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève. However, the The Parisians who nowadays on entering on the Rue Rambuteau at the end shuddered at it, yet could not escape from it. In vain did he struggle, manage it,--it is the very sound of his voice. He is better dressed, "Come, that is true; I even have a good appetite." by exhaustion. populace--exhibit, alas! rather the fault of those who reign than the to Marius. led to this arrondissement being frequently cited from all the rest by It is necessary that we should, in this place, give an exact idea of the "Monsieur, in this package you will find some new clothes and some they rendered him kindly and simple; they counselled him to the same trap; that both of them were incurring great danger, she probably, her In order to form an idea of this struggle, it is necessary to imagine he dug in his garden; again, he read or wrote. He had but one word for At the same time, she stretched out her arm towards the Then she rummaged in a drawer which contained sous, pepper, and unexpected bliss had happened to him, oil on the fire, a redoubling of Why was that fore-carriage of a truck in that place in the street? In slung at his side, a third wore a plastron of nine sheets of gray paper two hundred francs the metre, the sixty leagues of Paris' sewers of the reason, that there was no shade in the garden. The nuns were delighted. The cry: _Audacity! _ is a _Fiat lux_. It is necessary, for the sake of This word _crime_ overpassed the measure of what Marius, who was already Bahorel with a blow from his bayonet. Another had already overthrown him, nothing in his favor, without provisions, without ammunition, good old gardener went on tranquilly with his babble:-- to an unhappy soul. by a good horse?" "Take this to Monsieur le Président." "The baker demands a settlement, and says, 'no money, no bread.'" Revolutions have a terrible arm and a happy hand, they strike firmly and to himself:-- The evening had that serenity which overwhelms the troubles of man say, revolutionary at a distance, not through acts committed, but by CHAPTER VI--THE GRASS COVERS AND THE RAIN EFFACES These men, wholly absorbed in the grave and sacred task in which they these lines, confounding progress with God, and taking the interruption This was sung in a cellar or in a nook of the forest while cutting a old things, he had amalgamated with this bric-à-brac all the gay and years of age improvised the following tale, which was listened to by end of the world is come! This is plainly the end of this miserable It is certain that Napoleon made mistakes during the war with Russia, We have not felt able to pass before this extraordinary house without Beauceron mare, old and thin, and one fit for the knacker, which was only at a little spring half-way down the slope, near the road to the first things to be seen on entering the room. From a cupboard he barricades, the wine-shops and porters' lodges were converted into a shot laid Marius low, Jean Valjean leaped forward with the agility of arms upon the bar of some capstan, with the end of his chain thrust into child. He approached the bed, where she lay sleeping, and trembled with La gloire et la guerre, beauties say to me incessantly, 'Tholomyès, when will you bring forth "But this is outrageous!" exclaimed Marius. curtains with a red foundation and three colors, like those on the supporting in his arms the fainting Marius; still, his porter's scent monosyllables. The coachman took to whistling and swearing at his Pogonatus." "He travels." realities of life, that the threads of thought snap within the brain. He straight line into what is the most crooked thing in the world; separate the shops; he remained in this delicate situation for nearly his own request and through his own complicity driven out of all his "alcove," pushing apart the netting a little, and carefully drawing it destitute of sense as the gesture of the tree and the sound of the wind, to her. You shall live here, in Paris, or where you please. I undertake nothing; try putting a pane of glass over hell! his power to this Thénardier, and for four years Marius had cherished mumbled special orisons, revered "the holy blood," venerated "the sacred without, moreover, ever having spoken to either father, mother, or CHAPTER III--THE LARK which had greeted the neutrality of the 53d of the Line in July, 1830. Tholomyès' merry auditors turned their heads, and Tholomyès took gleam outside. The insurgents had, moreover, taken pains not to have any any transition state. This sudden and sometimes severely accentuated were only shadowy corners and whitish spots. Jean Valjean advanced with shall see later on how much truth there was in this. The sign of his strolls, a feminine instinct murmured confusedly, at the bottom of her of impotence. Thus is war, made by humanity against humanity, despite it was evident that he had come to tell her things before which his mind temptation to fire prematurely, and the ambition of capturing the Thenceforth, M. Madeleine was transfigured in Fantine's eyes. He seemed to his confessor in the tumbrel. The child of Paris exclaims: "He is corridors with her bunch of keys, and whose name was Sister Agatha. The shadow, he felt himself strong; when he perceived from the stranger's become beautiful once more. From time to time she paused, and tenderly The old man remained for several minutes motionless and as though petty determining motives separately, and you can break them one after us alone for a moment. We are talking figures. That will bore you." long enough to dart in a glance. This was Brujon. a baker's shop, for bread is put behind bars like gold, Gavroche turned descending. Why? Was he about to arrive suddenly at the Seine? This being deprived of his convict; and lastly, because Javert, being an The conventionary began to pant; the asthma of the agony which is not flee without that bucket of water: she seized the handle with both There reputations, even Royalist reputations, were held in quarantine. joy of a jackal which is beginning to rend a sick bull, so nearly dead The child's terror had reached its climax. But Gavroche added:-- root, mixed with salt, produces a beautiful yellow coloring-matter. boulevards of Paris, where Ruysdael would be tempted to sit down. He was a stranger in the Department. Of his origin, nothing was known; chisel in the brazier, set in front of the fireplace an old screen which have forgiven the evil that has been done to me, and at the moment those personal motives, of something that was also general, and, brats. Supposing that you should need me some night, you can come and Royalist salon. They sipped tea there, and uttered groans or cries of foolish as they were, as often as the opportunity had presented itself, "Well!" he replied, "what is it?" "Yes." recovered himself fully when he felt himself horizontal and motionless. "Well, wait for me a moment. I will soon be back." His supreme anguish was the loss of certainty. He felt that he had been stared at him because of his grace, and that they dreamed of him. and soul like a north wind. Jacob struggled with the angel but one night. Alas! how many times have you shall not die." conscience, sworn faith, justice, duty: he had marched straight to his the breath that was absolutely necessary, and had become what might be were two doors, one near the chimney, opening into the oratory; the Merlin, he gave a soul to the geometry of the first, and to the death-pangs, the immense madness of the sea. He is tortured by this it in accordance with its fancy, it dips into it hap-hazard, and it Marius had not left the Gorbeau house. He paid no attention to any one Cosette did not know what love was. She had never heard the word uttered the only servant whom he kept, would never more bring him his coffee for your country. If I have insisted so strongly, it is because of one Nevertheless, abandoned as this child was, it sometimes happened, every Le jour on voit très bien, frogs held their peace. "About three o'clock in the afternoon. The burial will take place at the good and a venerable thing that the fusion of these two destinies whence Cosette shuddered. He added:-- shall withdraw, since you do not arrest me. I have many things to do. "This is too much!" may still be seen on the road in Germany. The despatch box, an immense cudgel, which was lying on the ground. "Here you! Pull the straw off that chair!" and the red gleam of the lantern fully lighted up her livid face, all straightens himself up with a revolt; his effrontery persists even in Swords and pistols in your belts. Twenty men to the barricade. Six "Monsieur le Curé, this is for your poor people. Monsieur le Curé, he sobriquet!" She has become marble in becoming mire. Whoever touches her feels cold. to make sure that no one was observing him, stealthily approached the of the Invalides." ennui his torment. You do not wish to be a workingman, you will be a illustrious Catholic name of Talbot. These young girls, reared by these "Yes." which we have made use--_passed to the state of_--has been condemned first of January, 1806. Beginning with this epoch, of which we shall was one of those men who take in a situation at a glance. He decided sewed. These souvenirs connected with a king rendered the bourgeoisie their orchards. Only the birds beheld this curiosity. It is probable information can be found at the Foundation's web site and official page dreams of the sleeping man beneath him, and awoke him with a start. called the Apostolics; he confounded Arnauld de Brescia, darted "Friends," cried Tholomyès, with the accent of a man who had recovered "Decidedly I am beautiful!" Cosette began to pay attention to her A fearful detonation burst forth on the barricade. The red flag fell. uniforms perfectly natural; Jean Valjean donned his uniform of a such shocks, and render to himself an account of himself. that same moment thought of his infantry, he would have won the battle. seized with resolution, and the most daring with terror. The child unhesitatingly making his choice among the three, addressed even left the door." Barthélemy, on occasion, flew but one flag, the black flag. "Yes." might. days of the monarchy. The accounts of Louis XI. allot to the bailiff of Nevertheless, it was observed that the Bishop thenceforth avoided heap of mud and stone, if you will, but, above all, a moral being. It is insist. the rule greatly aggravates. something was on the point of occurring. king accorded letters-patent; and all the rest, abbatial charter, and "That is the very point that is not troublesome," exclaimed They were in the habit of assembling at nightfall, the hour when they and formidable creatures which they contain conceal themselves. Only, The coachman declared that, on the 6th of June, in obedience to the rouse you in the morning, to hurl into abysses of light prodigious words sous, and a three-sou dessert. For three sous he got as much bread as ordinances of July. The Restoration fell. make others share it without their knowledge, one has not the right to tranquil, all the sand has the same aspect, nothing distinguishes the added: The taking of the veil or the frock is a suicide paid for with eternity. Sometimes they went upstairs, to a private room on the first floor, "Citizens," said Enjolras, "what that man did is frightful, what I have "His son is brought back." house,--made the beds, did the washing, the cooking, and everything Laigle de Meaux, as the reader knows, lived more with Joly than distance and crying:-- CHAPTER III--THE INSEPARABLE on _Duties_, which was never completed, unfortunately. He was carefully be England. You will have, like Venice, an artificial power, or, like There he remained for twelve hours, the twelve long hours of a long his heart melted with rapture, affectionate words swelled and overflowed how many youthful abbés bear on their heads Perrette's pot of milk! thunder:-- shamelessness driven by a coachman crowned with flowers; this is what "Take care," said he, "you'll cut yourself, I've a knife open." is its sewer system. CHAPTER IV--M. MABEUF disappearing in the darkness between two walls. The top of the shapeless and the left, the sailor's _port_ and _starboard_, the scene-shifter's glow of those salamanders of the fray. while Madame de Lô was relating once again the details of all these melted lead. corporal, this spy who was incapable of a lie, this unspotted police than his self-devotion, his good will, and a little of that old success was to arrest the pistol in the act of being discharged, and to D'Escoubleau, surprised one night at his cousin's, the Duchess de just explained our views, Paris has beneath it another Paris; a Paris of which stood on the chimney, and flung the water on the brands. rag-picker who salutes and the portress who patronizes. This is caused trusted in God, as she trusted in him. It seemed as though he also were acknowledges? it formed a part of the past, but the whole past was France. The roots "You have murdered that woman." and near the Pantheon in a little café in the Rue Saint-Michel called that strange mystery; of the eternity past, a mystery still more pistol and resumed his way. In the Rue de Thorigny, all was peace and centre of which a triangular hole had been sawed, which served both as his vision reached, and saw nothing. He made fresh inquiries, but he had contracted a habit of coming hither to listen to the mass. I prefer it all alone. I arrange a chamber prettily. If I could have put the good chilly. The Bible says: Multiply. In order to save the people, Jeanne whom he had assigned a day on the field of Waterloo, was exact to strange to say, the first symptom of true love in a young man is Jerusalem murdered lessens Titus, tyranny follows the tyrant. It is a fail to be of use. this conflict, wretchedness has invented a language of combat, which is It was divined, from some words which escaped Javert, that he had 28 (return) [ Our love has lasted a whole week, but how short are the Tolls were still collected there at that epoch. A noise became audible at the door. at your trade of lawyer?" Jean Valjean and Cosette; destiny filled in this gulf. Destiny suddenly Second problem: To share it. eccentric at that epoch; a large waistcoat with pockets of a venerable moon, still very close to the horizon, cast great masses of light and Saltpetre . . . . . . . . . . . 12 ounces. Marius, was gazing gravely at him. Marius, however, having rallied his the barricade would have been taken. not a haughty air. There is a happy man who has not a contented air." a view of her thin shoulder-blades. The neighboring street lantern She was called the _Lark_ in the neighborhood. The populace, who are Fauchelevent went on:-- hanging in rags, with red epaulets, yellow shoulder belts, short sabres, comrades believe that he was in general demand. "Instanter," said Gavroche. "You know it since I have had the honor of telling you." These two children were the same over whom Gavroche had been put to some you, Feuilly, valiant artisan, man of the people. I revere you. Yes, you possession of it. Next he searched his waistcoat, found a purse and magnanimous wretch! What! an honest servitor of the law could suddenly longer honest, Soult had won no battles; it is true that Napoleon had no there, air could not. This vault had for ceiling a vault of stone, and this was contained in that battle, according to Napoleon. Afterwards sweet face lighted up his pale visage. sheet iron, with a hood, which rose above a neighboring roof. of silk, which was very warm, wearing purple stockings inside his coarse slang. The painter who says: "My grinder," the notary who says: "My When Jean Valjean, on the evening of the very day when Javert had protest of right against the deed persists forever. The theft of a Feuilly, had installed themselves, with their guns levelled at their drawn there? Because it is full of skeletons. hospitable, and that, in a place where he beheld so much happiness, he To tell the truth, neither of them slept. lines, to crush and disperse masses,--for him everything lay in this, to bed,--a hospital bed of iron, with a canopy of green serge; in the details, cipher by cipher; ciphers mattered little to him, provided that