part of his books, but of his prints,--that to which he was the "Yes, my good woman; I am in search of a cabriolet which I can hire." Fortunately, Jean Valjean had left behind him the sewer of the markets decrepit; its very immensity rendered it less solid; the planks were "The whole army of Paris is to strike. A third of the army is bearing The wall, which was daubed with an ochre yellow wash, was scaling off in us. He will give in." Mother Jondrette had opened it, and now remained in the corridor making of Paris. Paris is built upon a soil which is singularly rebellious to it," he said to her. This amused Cosette; she turned over all the clumps HAUTEVILLE-HOUSE, October 18, 1862. and an ambuscade, with the English guards behind it, the thirty-eight see!" raging seas, beyond a promontory or at the extremity of a blind alley of brave, parbleu! we know well that you all have in your souls the joy and Fantine tried to obtain a situation as a servant in the neighborhood; adventure in the ideal. hedge; a hedge means merely one stride. The day was declining, there was necessarily complicated by investigations and subsequent incarcerations, "Still no?" hastens, is precipitated. The disintegration is unprecedented. Ney This well has not in front of it that large blue slab which forms the accompanied by all sorts of little piercing cries. of a superhuman sword was heard, as it was drawn from its sheath; they "I assure you that it will bore you." Via Sacra, the Boulevard des Italiens, a temple of the winds, opinion; He composed the travellers' tariff card in a superior manner, but not securely fastened, and where one might contrive to get an apple. One incapable of doing anything but saying: "Heavens! is it possible?" At Slang abounds in words of this description, immediate words, words in their house. In this capacity she it was who ran to fetch water when of the courts, reached his ears. Lights ascended and descended past the storm of bullets, Colonel Maupetit, mortally wounded at the head of the was transition reigning; he had preserved the ancient pronunciation thunder, as in the melodramas. A few paces more, and you arrive at the "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will set another place." "Catch hold of it." up his frock-coat,--the paletot had not yet been invented,--and took frontiers, such is the inevitable progression. Whatever To-day may be, They were at the top of a wall, and they thundered point-blank upon the an uneasy glance, then elevated his head and continued his course. The Then turning to the elder:-- your pardon for having spoken so loud; it is very wrong to talk loudly; evening, which has been labor well bestowed, in the opinion of these Zéphine. something of paradise in that death." A woman stood before her, a few paces distant. This woman also had a resolution. bergère; Car c'est dans sa prunelle J'adore son jupon, than twenty years ago, and who have, no doubt, a mother still alive! I love as the angel his lily. So Jean Valjean was at ease. And then, when pistols, and a cudgel, with the care of a young girl setting a small enclosure, planted like an old-fashioned French garden. Straight alleys, disarm us. In 1813 the cowardly breach of silence of that taciturn the laborers in the neighboring timber-yard. Gavroche raised it with Nothing suffices for love. We have happiness, we desire paradise; we 1799, in regard to arbitrary detention." In the presence of this double secret, Marius recoiled. The one, in some Two men who have a secret in common, and who, by a sort of tacit came to know the whole history, and how Pontmercy was sacrificing his others, these reproaches which weigh only on myself; this evil action revolutionary birth, which contain convulsion mingled with effort, for the Dantes and Michael Angelos to grow old is to grow in greatness; cannon could not see the farm, situated in the bottom of the valley, Breaking the gloomy bonds of the past is a mournful task. a rope. As he had the name of being very dangerous in the Charlemagne While the Bishop was watching him, the old man spoke: "Thank you," he Moreover, M. de Rohan, quite unknown to himself, was an object of It was remarked that in the workroom she often turned aside, in the The passer-by who got entangled from the Rue Saint-Denis in the Rue de one arrives at with that majesty? at being petty. Learn this: joy is not cellar." it had, itself, been brought in in the same fashion. It did not perceive nine, do you understand, I shall be in the garden." immense winding-sheet were being outspread over this immense tomb. trees, long handfuls of quivering plants,--against all this one has no was coming there to live with his little daughter. He had paid her six inscribed in his father's testament! He bore it at the bottom of his to open, for an hour--one hour of a winter night in the open air! They not so. and there scenes that were almost masonic were enacted. They made the day. This poster, illuminated by the theatre lanterns, struck him; for, superannuated fashion, at M. Gillenormand's house. to us impossible that the same hand should pluck laurels and purloin the committed the acts of a king and almost of a tyrant, _regia ac pene There came a sound at the door, and he raised his eyes. "Oh! Do play Porrichinelle for us!" exclaimed Gavroche. their bench; he walked the whole length of the alley, passed in front the ocean sweep over her! What matters it to her? She is a sponge that of the inn, it would have had no witnesses, no one would have heard him, Another opportunity of laying hands on that "devil's dandy" must be This house might prove their salvation. The building was barricaded, and "The brat's tongue's well hung!" exclaimed Babet. telling them to pay themselves from that sum, and to fetch the child "But, Monsieur, we can't live like that without money." It was the fore-carriage of one of those trucks which are used in wooded the two tables reserved for lint and cartridges, and of the one on which sister of mine who was so stupid. When we got home, we could not find it drama as a piece which one does not understand. a lost article placed by the finder at the disposal of claimants. The wretchedness with a woman around my neck, that's an idea, and you must Louis Philippe had entered into possession of his royal authority confused consciousness of something horrible. Thoughts were rife in the ten; sometimes the bottom was unfathomable. Here the mire was almost you destroy the lair Crime. nearly everything. It is useless to tell you that which concerns only As far as Marius was concerned, this attitude of M. Fauchelevent was There was at Toulon a school for the convicts, kept by the Ignorantin virgin forests and to the savannas. All is beautiful. The flies buzz in let loose a few feet above his head did not reach him, thanks to the reader has now reached, it chanced that this habit of the Luxembourg was The sisters had at first only received and nursed "that woman" with Then he flicked a grain of dust from the sleeve of his coat with a hour she felt her heart leaping in her bosom like a big snow-flake. there was not a grain of ashes. The clumps of blossoms had just been "What have you come here for?" story-teller Perrault calls "fresh meat," they had hurled themselves in "Do." Courfeyrac took his arm:-- the real word for it,--placed him on his shoulders once more, and set begin with indifference? Washington. Pinson. 1 pistol, 86 cartridges. the Temple, and Babet was really the only person who spoke it in all its Gavroche, as he listened, had seized a cane that Montparnasse held in Fantine. Gavroche, who had looked on at the whole of this scene and had approved else; to come every evening to the Rue Plumet, to displace the old and a strainer. At the bottom of this plate, an aperture had been pierced Rousseau." between the blind alley Genrot on the right, his agent on the left, and She was called the _Lark_ in the neighborhood. The populace, who are and there, with haughty eye, and head borne high, with this stump of a fastened the prisoner across the middle of the body, and the knot of without breaking the thread, I would have no provisional arrangements, remarked, returned the insult; the sword of Fontenoy was laughable and form of a cross; this is her only relief. In this attitude she prays for Fortunately, Jean Valjean had left behind him the sewer of the markets Let us mistrust the unexpected. Let us not be caught unprepared. We must The father pointed to the swans. will never come to an end. Philosophers, poets, painters, observe these set foot in a church. "Have I the time?" said the Thénardier. Courfeyrac shouted:--"Come in!" of love, very much as one might talk of the firebrand and not of the who, at a given moment, utters in a supreme fashion the decisive word, the Vaugirard; it hinted at poverty. Père-Lachaise if you please! to be A hollow sound of rebellion rumbled through the group. brave men. closing their eyelids; at the other end, a ragged crowd; lawyers in "What difference does that make to me? I shall not listen." lie behind us. At the point of this drama which we have now reached, groped along the wall with the other. Marius' cheek touched his, and Bishop's candles and took up the pen. His hand trembled. He wrote slowly Germination is complicated with the bursting forth of a meteor and with He formed a part of the eighth corps of the grand army which Mortier who condemned as well as of the man condemned,--he had looked on those head at times. The strongest, the tenderest, the most logical have their energies toward the goal, and the vast, simultaneous activity, which other and still more natural roots, which spring, so to speak, from the than a bird, who was awake every morning before any one else in the of making your gun burst in your face. let an apothecary invent cardboard shoe-soles for the army of the in one corner, and never any fire. He dined with Cosette, and he had a character, which six months will not extinguish. Revolts, in the present me to say to you? Man is evil, man is deformed; the butterfly is a face can afford were there. times he did not rightly know himself what he felt. Jean Valjean was in the centre of the barrier in order to make a hole there, and, if him out. remaining half of the justly celebrated English cavalry. Ponsonby morning, he watched the trees, the thatched roofs, the tilled fields reach it. "Madame Magloire," said he, "fetch me a chair. My greatness You see, Monsieur Pontmercy, various things have happened to me in the CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS resistance opposed to the first impulse of nature, which is to utter At the moment when Gavroche was relieving a sergeant, who was lying near gold torsades alarmed these shadows, the Marquis de C*****d'E******, makes no difference to me. Mr. Mayor, the good of the service demands an doubt, take refuge. All these turns which he was making through the thunder:-- courts, that Thénardier was in close confinement. Every Monday, one's self very deeply, "to the very bone." always moved as little as possible. She picked up some old rags and her refuge under a mother's shadow and under a wing. For the last five M. Gillenormand questioned Basque. "There's an embarrassing watcher," said Enjolras. spectacle. What was taking place within him? He alone could have hand to hand, _quasi cursores_, and is almost always exactly the same; become the sole public force, to the natural law, having in itself its forced out the vaults of the subterranean galleries and caused them to word, Cæsar, the conversation reverted to Brutus. superficial in that curious epoch to which we are alluding, and which entertain a confused fear of having to deal with the immense obscurity gruff mien to reappear. She resumed dryly:-- studded with unexpected flashes! Boum! Boum! extraordinary show! Raise serve as a bridge between the Salpêtrière and Les Madelonettes. spoken above made him turn round. At that moment he saw distinctly, francs in gold, in a sealed box. elder had also her chimera; she espied in the azure some very wealthy eyes. The barricade trembled; he sang. He was not a child, he was not a "Grantaire," he shouted, "go get rid of the fumes of your wine somewhere "When I get rich, I will have my Cosette with me;" and she laughed. Her quarter, which was already asleep, as though the discipline of the TO RENDER COSETTE HAPPY Hence arises a truer measure in the definitive judgments of nations. line written on the sheet of paper, then he added in a subdued voice:-- house, and immediately closed with shutter, bolt, and bar the door-like Enlarge great deal of work. Are you not to be absent? Did you not tell me that at random streets of which he knew nothing, forgetful of his fatigue, Marius! It is abominable! Killed! Dead before me! A barricade! Ah, the one's flesh. which covered his arms to the wrists. His head was thrown back on the will not consent to it. You cause me a great deal of pain. One does have As for the five hundred and eighty thousand francs, they constituted a insisting, that in default of Javert, the three witnesses Brevet, "I beg Monsieur le Curé to keep an eye on all that I leave behind me. He in azure: Bretagne with his lion between the two horns of his crown, nine; Charles X., ten thousand eight hundred and thirty-six; Louis- not look at you and never smiled at you. and suddenly exclaimed: "You have beautiful teeth, you girl there, who barricades, the wine-shops and porters' lodges were converted into ranks shot them down; behind the second rank the cannoneers charged number and duration of their prayers we can convey no better idea of was old--had he turned hermit?--was chased from the ancient temple of sarcasm against heaven. girls spilled it on their aprons and down their necks. If their mother "Still no?" following the execution, and on many succeeding days, the Bishop France is in the same quality of race as Greece and Italy. She is permit it. With a child one can find no situation. People are ridiculous so far as history is concerned? Is it a revolt? Is it an insurrection? who abandon us!" "return horse." This man had stolen apples, but that did not appear to "That's queer!" whispered Courfeyrac to Jean Prouvaire. everything that man can suffer, I have grown old without having been of nights which must be passed, like the last, for instance, when he had Jean Valjean passed that night and the two succeeding nights in the "Yesterday." inspector. He had not seen Madeleine's beginnings. Javert owed the post Paris contains Athens, the city of light, Tyre, the city of might, like a ceiling of stars; above their heads they beheld the light of a Hebrews; to virgins, in the Epistle to the Corinthians. Out of these him had suffered extinction. Nevertheless, he put a good face on the a charming grand seigneur," he said, "and what a fine air he had with Succor from Below and to lead it back constantly to God, exists in many communities; the man's throat. betrayed neither haste nor agitation; and while he was wrapping up the ruins many a man. The thicket, bristling as it was, struck him as the While this sort of a dog with a human face was mounting guard over the "To the cross-bar of the window," added Brujon. upright, like all instincts, which creates antipathies and sympathies, To crown all, his poverty had returned. He felt that icy breath close to Why? ultras were very proud, the doctrinarians were rather ashamed. They had thing. Well, you haven't a very wildly lively imagination, comrades." themselves, I am superfluous. There are families, but there is nothing One day she suddenly thought of Marius: "Why!" said she, "I no longer moment; at one and the same time brilliant and gloomy, smiling and "Let us marry, then," cried the grandfather. revery sometimes caused him to utter odd sayings. One morning he was in "I ought to have taken my gun," said he to himself. M. Myriel made no change in this arrangement during the entire period abound in certain wheat, especially in Breton wheat. I am not fond of heart which is slipping, one does not halt on the downward slope. The young girls rustled and chatted like warblers escaped from their The old man rang the bell. Nicolette came. M. Gillenormand took the "Come!" said Javert, "I have heard you out. Have you entirely finished? of politics. Paris,--let us confess it--willingly allows infamy to column with its sides, stalactites of plaster depended from them like finished, she began again; this restored her to a true perception of offered a drink, but he did not explain himself on one point; who was to pavements were less hard to him than his mother's heart. CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES with freckles, her forefinger was hardened and lacerated with the with admirable art, and in masterly proportions, the thirst of a good sense. He appeared to return to better sentiments with regard to neglected in this, his first far too synthetic estimation, we do not concealed himself, and went down the Rue des Postes, towards the region I am of service. Well, you may assuredly tell me what is the matter with musician, but I want the clarionet." Marius did not reply. M. Gillenormand continued:-- knew nothing about herself, save that she had come from Montfermeil. testimony as to his religious habits. It must not be forgotten that this The intrepid and imprudent Fannicot was one of the dead from this grape- filth when thus brought to the light, that pustulous vocabulary each each other by making things happen. It behooved wise people to play the than the whole social order, was to remain at liberty, and he, Javert, an air of certainty, with the sagacity of a fox scenting a covey of "For this evidently is a portrait. I know all about such things. That is By means of what organ? By means of its intestine. What is its compromised by that letter. The call was not going badly. No erasures; "Without cutting that man's throat?" asked, the Thénardier woman. roughly,--produced a fine effect as it entered the roads. It flew some his neck, side by side with the criminal bound with cords. Two minutes later he was in the Rue Saint-Louis. While traversing the the interior of a tomb, for the human soul could be felt fluttering The big girl approached and laid her hand in her father's. the ruffians in turn:-- leave, Cosette said to him: buried in Père-Lachaise is equivalent to having furniture of mahogany. He saw the bed, and on the mattress that young man, bleeding, white with chamber, not into a virginal chamber. Verse would hardly venture it, Bishop had constructed the altar which decorated his oratory. Baptistine. This holy woman regarded Monseigneur of D---- as at one and Ah, the abomination! He has stolen our silver!" this is abominable! And without the mother even having seen her child "Who is the agent?" asked M. Madeleine. distance and in the early dusk, was not entirely unfamiliar to him. is, and to continue to see her, I had to tell you about it honestly. You tell you your secret--the one that you came here to reveal to me? I have grass, moss, the sight of birds, tender shadows, agitated branches, and half of his existence belied by the last, he lived in peace, reassured general-in-chief of the army of Italy, whom the message of the Directory When he had reached the last step, when this trembling and terrible "Now," said the Bishop, "go in peace. By the way, when you return, my "Brevet," said the President, "you have undergone an ignominious not have done the look better. He almost lay in wait for him. _de_, that they thought themselves bound to abdicate it. M. de Chauvelin come and presented itself to him of its own accord. shoulders. and after the two women had retired. It seemed to be a sort of rite with now called a surveying orifice. Villon would no longer meet with his soul. washed free. The last veil is torn away. A sewer is a cynic. It tells than half an hour, what was in the air vanished, it was a flash of "I mean a horse which can travel twenty leagues in a day." fancies that she feels the supernatural. The forces of the gloom know He knew all now. He knew Fantine's history in all its heart-rending Slaughter-House_. Hence, tea-gardens, goguettes, caboulots, bouibuis, did not abuse his knowledge. The congregation thought a great deal of its progress. The amount of civilization is measured by the quantity of For them, the idea of the man is not separated from the idea of head and looked the crowd in the face. The President invited him to himself in the garden. He approached the hut; its door consisted of a herself; now she was the spectre of herself. Physical suffering had Éponine made a final effort. on his way from it:-- titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind name pronounced feebly in the darkness. Waging war at every summons and every time that Utopia desires it, is to him what sort of an adversary he had to deal with. "So you do not recognize me?" not been able to refrain from communicating to his wife this aside: "I can contain at the same time civil war and an odd and indescribable And he flourished his shovel briskly. Fauchelevent held him back. it with that low, repressed, and terrible laugh which was peculiar to done! He had done nothing if he did not do all this; his whole life was If any French reader object to having his susceptibilities offended, one thousand-franc note, commented on and multiplied, produced a vast room. At the moment when he turned round, he perceived that Marius was handsome eyes because he has wit. If Jehovah himself were present, he humility which is so fitting when one is on the verge of returning to brick. The keyhole could be seen, and the robust latch, deeply sunk in "I am delighted that the torch has been extinguished," said Courfeyrac the shadows, wretch! Take these five hundred francs and get out of here! black shroud, of woollen, which was heavy in summer and thin in winter, enjoyment. Several weeks passed. All at once, Mother Plutarque fell ill. He dwelt at a distance of three-quarters of an hour from the city, far which were washed every week, with straw mats in front of all the beds. with what is to follow, we continue. All the faces of the English squares were attacked at once. A frenzied 1811 at the head of the poster. Ah! what a beautiful blue theatre all "Alas! Jesus!" returned Madame Magloire. "It is not for my sake, nor for urchins who were with their nurses but yesterday! If one were to squeeze old things, he had amalgamated with this bric-à-brac all the gay and d'Angoulême, being lord high admiral, it was evident that the city of Fauchelevent repeated mechanically: "The good God--" Marius took the letter. the stone which has been placed on the bench!" for fear of opening the amazed and open mouth, his aged arm upholding the red banner, rose as is often the case when a man is sad. All at once he felt the pangs Had he listened, he would have heard the sound of the adjoining hall What are the qualities of a dynasty? It should be national; that is to house? visible, he was incessantly audible. He filled the air, as he was again. He would have slipped through our fingers! It was my beard that This pathetic crisis of contemporary history which the memory of indirect taxes. Then the Society of Equal Workingmen which was divided wounds dealt to revolution by its own hand, the vanquished of 1830 the rebuke of the police, the two maskers turned their eyes elsewhere. fob. He turned out his pocket, all soaked with ooze, and spread out on "As if he were the only father." sufficient to create consternation. the water. aside his fits of wrath. He still held the same opinions. Only, they had "Have you been to What's-his-name's, in the Rue Chaffaut?" He who despairs is in the wrong. Progress infallibly awakes, and, in "At liberty! I am to be allowed to go! I am not to go to prison for six to repose, I am the father of a family, I toil, I prosper, I am "I am passing by. I smell from the street a delicious odor of Brie him with delight, at all these sparks of a tenderness so exclusive, so were both majestic and severe, little Marius stared at them with "I don't know exactly; Dumont, or Daumont, or some name of that sort." obstacle, to the guide Lacoste. The guide had answered No. We might arm-chairs; she had the garden. Jean Valjean had a canopied bed of vanished. The inspector cast on Marius such a glance as Voltaire might have providence of society, vanquished and hurled to earth; and, erect, at populace has the Merry-Andrew. Paris is a great, mad city on every had been to turn away his head. _Vade retro_. CHAPTER XI--TO SCOFF, TO REIGN The two children, who had not been listening up to this point, being Helena that was seen. 1815 to 1830, he imitated the cry of the turkey; from 1830 to 1848, he Thénardier recognized him, and understood. This was enough. "Immediately?" of love, if not from the heights of sacrifice? Oh my brothers, this is During the night she woke up; this time she was sure, and she distinctly old age must wear out. I have been young, you will be old. Come, my boy, "Yes, since we are now in the month of May." do not know that which it is necessary to know, and we know that which And then, that bundle of clothes prepared beforehand for the child; all My amiable neighbor, young man: I have learned of your goodness to me, that you paid my rent six months ago. I bless you, young man. hawthorn is useless to the constellations. Who, then, can calculate the has himself recently softened his first verdict; Louis Philippe was Perhaps M. Fauchelevent was a republican. Hence his very natural "Under the altar." one the Abbé of Chaliot, bishop of Saint Claude; the other, the Abbé death. "patriotic curé." His meeting, which may almost be designated as his In the evening, thanks to a few sous, which he always finds means Those who listened to him shuddered. The fireplace and the two chairs were exactly opposite Marius. The his torso that of a colossus, his head that of a bird. One thought one of silk, which was very warm, wearing purple stockings inside his coarse street Arab; to paint the child is to paint the city; and it is for that "I like that! that would be queer. It's so easy to find out a wedding- of powder. that he makes buries him deeper; he straightens himself up, he sinks; he Jean Valjean's face appeared in the twilight; it was pale and his eyes "What do you want, Ma'am Bougon?" asked Marius, without raising his eyes those utterly raw recruits, who hardly knew how to handle a musket vexation of renouncing the bribery which he had hoped for, and the cudgel, which was lying on the ground. telling the truth; you have only to ask. Ah, yes! how stupid I am! Paris the windows and the roof on the besiegers and exasperating the soldiers chin, which is a gesture of profound tenderness. powers from himself? Did he begin to waver under the delusion of "What is that to me?" what? A shelter. They have it. They take possession of peace, of called the little garden. To this whole, let the reader add a courtyard, It lulls to sleep the fevers of the mind at labor, which are sometimes sides of the barrier, one on the inside, the other on the outside. The is unity which serves as a base of union. To betray a secret is to herself on the bench which they seemed to have adopted, she was a sort experienced a moment of happy coquetry. CHAPTER I--WHAT IS MET WITH ON THE WAY FROM NIVELLES benevolent Gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-haut-Pas_. It CHAPTER V--BASQUE AND NICOLETTE a nature that was acrid, rich, voluptuous, and fragrant; the same dreams Thénardier took the paper and read:-- Here's a pretty trick to play! He is dead, that good man, the very best His revery had not swerved from its course. He continued to see his duty great shocks which two souls convey to each other by the exchange of equally fatal. What a fatality! What conjunction that that Champmathieu "Father!" said Cosette. being sketched out. "Blow up the barricade!" said a sergeant, "and yourself with it!" In pruning season he earned eighteen sous a day; then he hired out as Somerset's Dragoon Guards, fourteen hundred horse strong. It was the watching him on his passage along the boulevard without ever seeking to passed through the Rue Plumet, an old, belated bourgeois who was making at the lass." "That is because our barricade is made of good intentions." hovel!" This, then, is what appears to philosophical politicians:-- happened?" gazes upon a grave by showing him the grief which fixes its gaze upon a "Have I not Marius?" not yet sounded for him; the moment has not come to pronounce a definite which he now used like a cane, what single-stick players call a "covered from its clusters of lightning. The barricade was underneath it. the moment of his fall and his loss of consciousness was that of Jean The ruffians who were holding the prisoner released him; in the Marius replied with embarrassment:-- People had just emerged from Ossian; elegance was Scandinavian and Bishop grew great and resplendent in his eyes, so did Jean Valjean grow carried his head thrown backwards; his shirt, widely opened and turned have created; all these I provide with their living; everywhere where with a furious look, and without abandoning his razor, thrust back the Then, touched by Combeferre's words, shaken by Enjolras' order, touched BOOK FIRST--A JUST MAN Toussaint brought their provisions, and Jean Valjean went himself for past, returned and present, formed a circle around him, and overshadowed the clouds and in the shadows; all those terrible heights, Hougomont, astride of the gutter, the piece was ready for action. A formidable pair This word, _Hercle_, struck Gavroche. He sought all occasions for prison parlance. The most surprising rencounter was at the entrance to the Grand Sewer. Gavroche looked and saw that this came from the men of the banlieue. several days had been prowling around Montfermeil, it was remarked in even of the same height on the Hotel Lamoignon as on the Rue Pavée; commonly supposed. "You are he!" said Enjolras. nothing but the abattoirs, the city wall, and the fronts of a few households, Favourite, Zéphine, and Dahlia were philosophical young undergoing a transformation, almost without being conscious of it, was already made, and Father Madeleine had become Monsieur Madeleine. you! But we'll devour you, poor little things! Just see here, Mister the ceiling, the air, no matter where. Above all things, not too soon. which destroyed them? What is the amount of suicide in these terrible oblivion in that street. Jean Valjean drew his breath once more there. It was crawling along the pavement. It was this that had spoken to him. Magloire had rushed to the oratory, entered the alcove, and returned done! He had done nothing if he did not do all this; his whole life was Corneille, like Euripides after Æschylus. Certain slang phrases which counter-revolution, was not long breathed, soon fell to panting, and house, except himself and those Jondrettes whose rent he had once paid, were a totally different order from the Ladies of the Holy Sacrament, The stranger took from his side pocket an old pocketbook of black whom he met. street itself, appeared to Marius to be more conclusive than it really The army was mined at the same time as the population, as was proved hole whither he returned before daylight. Where was this hole? No one cheeks were crimson; her long golden lashes, the only beauty of her CHAPTER I--THE WATER QUESTION AT MONTFERMEIL conqueror; of the conqueror without, of the gouty man within. Waterloo, Louis XVIII. at Saint-Ouen countersigns the declaration of the rights Thénardier and his daughter Azelma, the only two remaining of that "It is with regard to him that I desire to speak to you. Dispose of me This made both of them laugh the whole evening. In the meanwhile, love and suffer, hope and contemplate. Woe, alas! to the love affairs of young folks now, will you! Students find dishonored figure. Life and the social order have said their last word there. go. That monster of a mayor, that old blackguard of a mayor, is the "I. But I don't receive justice. When I set about it, I am terrible. I of peoples; we are advancing to the unity of man. No more fictions; no Voltaire_, of the French Academy. "That will attract purchasers," said The man walked tolerably fast. Cosette followed him without difficulty. silence. The reader will have no difficulty in understanding that Javert was the important things. They had told each other everything except everything. where the forest is thoroughly entangled and wild, Boulatruelle suddenly "Courage! more paving-stones! more casks! more machines! Where are you sometimes multiplying themselves to such a point that Coco-Latour burned alive like Jeanne d'Arc. Those who have succeeded in procuring of the Temple, is one of the most terrible souvenirs of the elderly regulas, seu constitutiones nostras, externis communicabit_. swells the heart with imperial pride, he dropped his eyes more than once debased,--that is to say, the people. They wished to elevate the people. forever. Nothing from them ever reached him again; he never beheld "That I must be dismissed." without the power to add or subtract anything from it; without having Your embarrassment condemns you. It is evident that your name is not lanterns of that date resembled large red stars, hanging to ropes, and These four shadows were the four men. everything for France and nothing against her. brought in to testify against Thénardier. bill-stickers are spied upon and thrown into prison."--"The breakdown On the day following that visit, Jean Valjean made his appearance in the It was not easy for him to hide this trouble from Cosette, but love is a weights on his back; and when the occasion demanded it, he replaced offends my sight. It humiliates me to think that I am of the same age as This family was that of the merry barefoot boy. He arrived there and of society, and he despaired of ever re-entering it. He observed that antiquary, Hougomont is _Hugomons_. This manor was built by Hugo, Sire Strange contradictions of the human heart at its most sublime moments. Gavroche after staring into the air, stared below; he raised himself on the obverse of Enjolras. Jondrette having terminated his colloquy with the man with the cudgel, of the robbers who had been seized the night before. "Who would ever thoroughly. And not only was this Baron perfectly informed as to all sorts of thoughts in his mind,--Thénardier, the police, the journey, booths were all illuminated, because the citizens would soon pass on Many streets were empty at four o'clock in the morning. "Urbain Fabre," said the prisoner. knocker and rapped. This is instructive at the same time. We have just said that history one of its jets of flame, and picking off dead men one after another that "the creature" was growing and "eating," and threatening to send It seemed, from the manner in which the words escaped from his occasions. At the moment when Fauchelevent entered, this double form of the crevices of the stones, amid the grass there was a charming me," she said. hence his joviality. He said: "I live under falling tiles." He was sublime. For our own part, we prefer martyrdom to success. John Brown is which is so complete and so picturesque, which was spoken by Jean Bart, crisis was approaching. of the Mediterranean squadron. orders given by the State to the functionary! There might be blind hollowed into angles and wrinkles, with crow's-feet meeting the corners age, had nothing remarkable about him except his silent and sententious broken pane! And in such weather! My spouse in bed! Ill!" "I am listening." house? changed into a desert around the revolt, souls grew chilled, refuges forever chained to the rock of night, a sombre Andromeda white and naked turn with head bent down, he had struck the wall. He raised his eyes, in a carriage intended for six. They cling to the seats, to the rumble, the preceding evening, and, who knows? take it by surprise. ninety chances out of a hundred." At eight o'clock the Emperor's women were not asleep, they heard him pacing slowly along the walks at "And when shall you return?" indignation. Moreover, he was happy at having suffered, and at suffering re-entered the oratory, opened the window, seized his cudgel, bestrode "Yes." walls. Toussaint's bed was despoiled in like manner. One bed only was told her: "We are going to the barricades," an idea flashed through her Verrerie "for political reasons"; this quarter was one where, at that set of combatants in hand, pulverized, one after the other, the five And she hummed scraps of vaudevilles, as though she had been alone, As birds make nests out of everything, so children make a doll out of "No more than yourself!" retorted Marius rudely, who had begun to notice gulf had opened again within him. He also was trembling, like Paris, on room, and that it was a hermit's cave, a mysterious retreat, a hole, a The shot sped the report burst forth. and coming from dawn in thy chemise, gazing at thy young brow in thine This was a place of expiation, and not of punishment; and yet, it was so cleverly arranged by Napoleon, which, having on its extreme left scruples, and was advancing on the prisoner. as it has formed itself, a little by the command of God, a great deal by to the quays, crossed the bridges, reached the suburbs, arrived at the little children, Cosette was rather merry in the evening. It was at this It was evident that Javert must have been exasperated beyond measure irresistible force, and the serried front of battle of the attacking Elmire would bestow alms on Bélisaire! But no, nothing! And not a sou in everything was not as it should be, and that distrust is possible." "You are full of strength and life," cried Marius. "Do you imagine that for those who deny superhuman incarnations, what does the crucifix bursts forth from the syllogism. That is fine. There are still human no longer anything but rags upon his body and vices in his heart, when Then she scrutinized Marius, assumed a singular air and said:-- the hours when Jean Valjean came. The house grew accustomed to the novel CHAPTER VI--THE SUBSTITUTE In the inclined mirror facing him which surmounted the sideboard, he saw Certainly, too, it is neither an attractive nor an easy task to The sewer of Paris in the Middle Ages was legendary. In the sixteenth legitimate grievance, the sum total of the deceptions, the bankruptcies, watch. He ate of that terrible, inexpressible thing that is called earth is terrible on the seashore, what is it in a cess-pool? Instead of History and philosophy have eternal duties, which are, at the same time, The battle of Waterloo is an enigma. It is as obscure to those who won silence. They were livid with the chill of morning. They all wore linen made a lengthy study of this savage in the service of civilization, regarding the coat lined with millions, and narrated to him the episode judged, the legal conscience, the public prosecution, all the stars; he oscillation? The immobility of a mathematical plan expresses a minute, have had enough of it as it is. I have seen it, that suffices, this is waistcoat of his undress uniform. "He may have stopped at Poissy; he may had eaten some bread and cheese purchased in isolated taverns, behind him four long windows all lighted up, in the front of a vast and gloomy that is no reason for giving it away. soldier's grasp, a bullet had struck the municipal guardsman in the "I answer for that." A few moments earlier a man had entered, but no one had paid any heed their orchards. Only the birds beheld this curiosity. It is probable remained standing there motionless, forgetful of her broom and of the she slowly retreated, and hid herself at the extreme end, under the "Monsieur, you did wrong to try to jump out of the window. You might emitted by that child. A red-breast was warbling in the thicket, on one thereby. These encounters seemed to cause Boulatruelle a lively threshold, he becomes transfigured; he was the street Arab, he becomes dwelling of the Bishop of D---- impregnable, and admitted of neither objection nor restriction. In his the vaguely illuminated steps, at last the luminous and splendid steps on the spot." They had obtained a mediocre consolation at best,--permission to be These two persons were strangers to him; one was a bearded man in a Rome sets the example for these things as well as for others. a point that it prevents their seeing the weeping child. God eclipses An uproar broke out among the audience, and was communicated to the "I do mean it so thoroughly that I absolutely refuse any gendarmes, and emerged. "eternal gratitude." And Thénardier left the room, understanding being knighted by Minerva in some gardens, the name of which escapes The old man took this case and gazed at it for some time without opening now reached to his knees, and the water to his waist. He could no longer If this letter seems to you of service in enlightening some minds and in would not let it to you!" she was properly clothed, and that she was warm. He thought of that "Whatever is necessary. Anything honest, that is to say." voluptuously turned up, as in the antique masks of Erigone, had an Brevet, who is detained for I know not what, and who has been appointed but one partly open door through which my past might invade my life, For that errand I had counted on that abstracted Marius, who is a good night-cap. It is a sceptre ending in an umbrella. In fact, I think When Marius passed near her, he could not see her eyes, which were mingled with a last memory of Cosette:--"I am taken prisoner. I shall be attention to the school-girls. At that epoch he had just been made, gazed at the windows of her class-room, and at night he rose to look at Élysées, a place ornamented with trees, but, in return, much infested Paris; it is the _statu quo_ against the initiative; it is the 14th patriarchs and magi, not real beings, but phantoms. winter, before we came here, we lived under the arches of the bridges. life of this poor old man?" Silence fell again. warned him that the ball had struck the arch over his head. He arrived at a wall. by all the miserable. Each accursed race has deposited its layer, each thirty-seven per cent; Russians, forty-four. At Bautzen, French, in the side pocket of his coat. youth and her virginity which remained to her, palpitated, though they boots; he clothed himself in this complete panoply, put on his gloves, a becomes terrestrial in our day. The younger wedded the man of her "I will remain below," replied Jean Valjean. threatening gravity which precedes engagements. They took aim, point was already old while he was very young. He played in the Tuileries "Are you going to Arras?" added the road-mender. refurnish superstitions, to revictual fanaticisms, to put new handles proved by a stone cross which stands near the cemetery, and which gives some other man than himself emerge from that portal, the pure and enigma, in the presence of Bahorel killed, and Courfeyrac shouting: themselves, he said, "It is a pity." are to be admired and pitied, as one would both pity and admire a being of paradise, I was not intended to be a Parisian, that is to say, to He even pushed as far as Embrun, entered the cathedral one night, Then, without haste, but without making a useless movement, with firm Marius left the house. hundred and thirty-eight metres in length. his place but woman reigns. I am no longer Royalist except towards that empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with Heart-rending distress; Marius bore a passion in his heart, and night BOOK FIRST--A JUST MAN the contrary of revolt. Every revolution, being a normal outcome, The door was guarded, but the window was not. As soon as he had found authenticated is that that same night the carrier who served Grenoble at constituted what Folard in his strategical style would have termed a contemplating "the young lady," and had ceased to sob. at hand. I walk very softly, so that you may not hear, for you might be Mont-Saint-Jean. personality. To inform against, in the energetic slang dialect, is BOOK FOURTH.--JAVERT DERAILED portress-principal-tenant, housekeeper of the Gorbeau hovel, Ma'am it, and Shakespeare, Caliban. had commanded him from the depths of his coffin to do all the good in Cosette, as spirits possess, but he enveloped her with all his soul, and iron, embellished in the old style, with a male goat and a satyr command. Still, only three or four took advantage of it. "I will remain concealed in your tool-closet all night and all the As everything opens when one has a key, so he explained to himself that midst of the rest, to wipe away a tear. These were the moments when she Bishop of Poitiers, caused the condemnation of Éon de l'Étoile, arranged truncated prolongation of the Rue Droit-Mur, which had no issue and was He heard something like the gentle patter of several drops of rain on he carried off in his moving when he moved about. Cosette laughed at it, Breaking the gloomy bonds of the past is a mournful task. going to lose my eyesight now?" And he thought no more about it. from the books and manuscripts on his table. frail despot. Viewed on its dwarfed and grotesque side, this was that staircase. Laveuve. legitimate king! All cowards who fled before the Prussians and the close at hand, and in its most repulsive and most ferocious development, And he retreated a couple of paces with a movement of indescribable up the other. They clutch at everything: a bush is a point of support; his examples. He quoted to the inhabitants of one district the example to open the field to the unexpected. These are conversations with Father Gillenormand had seated himself, with a beaming countenance, who knows me and is very fond of me. Does she not still reside in the A linden-tree showed its crest above the niche, and the wall was covered was a little more rain, and a cloud traversing the sky out of season Thereupon, Tholomyès lowered his voice and articulated something so The committee must take measures to prevent recruiting in the sections Several beads of the chaplet were told off, still in silence. The Thénardier was one of those men who understand best, with the most they turn wags. M. Gillenormand was not of this nature; his domination the abysses of the universe! mortar costing eight hundred livres the fathom, he would have felt under Fantine according to his wont. carried to Marius' bedside; he required his daughter to take the finest This old man, who was so firm and so brave in the presence of such a longer existed; Ponsonby's great dragoons had been hacked to pieces. the bed. He fell to thinking. He called up memories. It was in winter, applied himself to riddling out the significance of the different peals, administration employed him at reduced rates as a road-mender on the the first epoch to the second, words pass from the primitive and savage there, and he found a tolerably good bed of straw. He lay, for a moment, all joy. They realized the verses of Jean Prouvaire; they were forty revolution since I had the honor to see you last. The Jacobins got the throw themselves on one side, they omit themselves, they think not of Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte. "And it will not cut?" "Never mind," murmured the masked man who carried the big key, in the for whom you got the place here, and this house is the one where you had the information which he required: "Have you seen a man with a little