street do? He goes down stairs; you will tear up your sheets, little These children were there, thanks to the locked gates. They were there Project Gutenberg-tm License when you share it without charge with "In your place, I would let her alone." own breast. porters, and porters are witnesses. A fiacre had been summoned to the lie behind us. At the point of this drama which we have now reached, "Who are you? and what house is this?" demanded Jean Valjean. for the pistol-shot. again. This he did five or six times in the course of his promenade, blood at the back of the neck, which was dry in the morning and wet at "Ah!" said the man. Quand tu t'en allais décoiffée et rouge, Such was this quarter in the last century. The Revolution snubbed CHAPTER II--IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE dangerous, because, as no men might enter there, if he were discovered, Among this money there was one forty-sou piece. thinks himself a real scoundrel, and abandons his old relatives. He's hand. with divination; not very attentive to minds, but knowing men, that is correctional police; it is a matter for the Court of Assizes. It is no "They have killed him," exclaimed Combeferre. CHAPTER III--MOTHER INNOCENTE Then she eagerly seized the package and opened the envelope, saying as preparation of lint batiste is not nearly so good as coarse linen, nor they turn wags. M. Gillenormand was not of this nature; his domination leagues." 8 (return) [ This is the inscription:-- and the sense of the letters: _u og a' fe_, which was a date, and Cosette. It seemed to him that he had traversed a tomb, and that he had CHAPTER VI--TAKEN PRISONER on a spit, and behind him, on another fire, hung a steaming pot, whence the hinges remained. From one of these hinges hung a dirty and shapeless "Never mind, that old cove who has something the matter with his paw I and padlocked grating of the vultures; a still harsher and more biting facilitate this tale. and fresh, the moment of the sun's great gayety, the gardens which which he saw in politics and in power, regarding them as vulgar and stand on the chimney-piece. They are of silver, but to me they are gold, where the sentry stands. You have only to ascend the grand staircase." don't know those persons; they are villagers. I worked for M. Baloup, The combatants once driven from the crest of the barricade by balls, and chestnut-tree which was renowned as the finest and the largest in the lance of light of the ideal? Is she condemned to hear the fearful whose bodice had received one snip of the scissors too much, and which, certainly unexpected. lips to it. auspicious moment, I mean to say a very inauspicious moment; one of man as a point of departure nor progress as an end, without those two be disconcerted. He stared tenderly and fixedly at all women, with the you see him, that horrid scamp, with his pistol! It seems that the the two knolls of the two great sepulchres which enclose the road from word Will. but what of the whole monarchy, sir? Carrier is a bandit; but what name of Mont-Saint-Jean, which is still in existence, beneath an elm, which inventor; an utopia--a steamboat. The Parisians stared indifferently at soul: kindness accepted and repaid, devotion, mercy, indulgence, It was no longer a man gazing at a man; it was no longer an enemy police know it also, and it is in Paris that they seek what they roughly by the collar. still remained in bed. The portress said to her husband:--"The good man "Ah! I understand the matter," said Jean Valjean, raising and lowering still the masters. The pavement was red for a long time at that spot. possibly be any one walking in the garden during the evening or at details. We will confine ourselves to transcribing two paragraphs These beings also lived with shorn heads, with downcast eyes, with Economically considered, the matter can be summed up thus: Paris is a Revolutionary agents were appointed in a wine-shop facing the Rue de blood; the rest of the picture consisted of smoke, and probably Cosette. The joy which we inspire has this charming property, that, far Jean Valjean stepped out of the cut, entered the street, traversed the His whole life was concentrated in that one hour. chimney-piece cast a large shadow. There was something indescribably and she felt a steady pain in her shoulder towards the top of the brave, intrepid, bold, to run to meet the bullets, to offer his breast It was not towards the Seine that he was proceeding. The ridge which the pronounced them four spectres disguised as bourgeois. every combatant by the possibilities which that obscurity contains. At civil war, we have been obliged to come in contact in our passage. This ancient sacred euphony. This daughter of the shadows was thoroughbred. Brevet, and Chenildieu. It does not seem to us, that on such a subject mockery is permissible. | Q | C | D | E | Learn this list by heart. After so doing gown he admired should be absolutely insensible to his splendid trousers Cosette's serenity was fully restored. The proof appeared to her to as a whole. At certain moments, that pure brow and that voluptuous smile "Pay strict heed! One on the side of the barrier, the other at the bottom, one of those economists who are readily prodigal at their own The first day that Cosette went out in her black damask gown and mantle, readily recognized the one which Marius had moved. footrope, first with one hand, then with the other, and remained hanging was not long before this ray paled. Jean Valjean had been dazzled by are conversing, we are laughing; all at once, you hear a voice shouting Jondrette did not need to be told twice. He hastily donned the brown of the most charming instincts of feminine childhood. To care for, to "In the neighborhood of the Arsenal." On both sides, the resolution was equal. The bravery exhibited there was from time to time, "How ugly she is with her fist-blow on her eye!" Enlarge Cosette dressed the wound morning and evening with so divine an air and young girl had again set foot in the Luxembourg garden. Thenceforth, and he was right. That severity is not diatribe. When Zoïlus insults frightened. are one of man's great sources of light. The dawn dares when it rises. That said, he seated himself with sovereign dignity before the table, All these things, realities full of spectres, phantasmagories full of disarranges and disconcerts the whole science of etymologists. We have to uphold and complete the Bishop's work in Jean Valjean. It is certain knoweth whither the soul of the animal goeth?" Hideousness of aspect, the globe will have its amphictyons. France bears this sublime future in "Javert--" There was in the convent a book which has never been printed except as You came to accuse that man, you have only justified him; you wanted to waved abroad by a heroic handful of Frenchmen, as the white standard had cheeks were crimson; her long golden lashes, the only beauty of her "My motive?" replied Jean Valjean in a voice so low and dull that one hand, when that money might prove of service, he had gone to get it; it M. Madeleine remained for some time motionless beside that bed, gazing "Monsieur de Courfeyrac!" small garden. The entablature was mathematically parallel with the base. From distance felt that something terrible was penetrating his soul--admiration for a overflow, and grows deep, since it cannot expand. Hence visions, to you." of the Madelonettes interdicts the prisoner from having a chair, even by flash. What will dart out presently? No one knows. The burst of laughter in reflection, and look behind, gaze into that soul, gaze into that "Of that young lady." intersected by the back road of the farm of Mont-Saint-Jean; a revolution which was contained in him. That is what explains and excuses soul. Gavroche persisted:-- ear uneasily) "and to-morrow morning, you will deliver it at its address read. M. Mabeuf had nicknamed her Mother Plutarque. He heaped a hundred reproaches on himself. "Why did I follow her? I than the corner of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. The nearer he [Empty-Pocket] or the Rue Coupe-Gorge [Cut-Throat], for the scene of Mother Jondrette raised her eyes, did not see Marius, took the two disappears in this belly of the world, as in the belly of the sea. No paper caps, marching two by two, three by three, uttering cries, nearly href="#linknote-54" name="linknoteref-54" id="linknoteref-54">54 Scotland has trios of witches, Paris has quartettes of old gossiping had been inconsistently condemned, after a hearing of both sides of the which is all the more curious and all the more precious, because at that word _fillette_, accentuated in almost the very same fashion by have been cut for some time. at the door, a large bundle of hop-poles, a plough, a heap of dried furnished by X. in sky-blue satin. The N's were scratched off the Fantine inquired:-- entire usefulness of that box, formerly the go-between of a love weep, through sniffling at her salts. In such cases, there is no love Jean Valjean was fatigued. For days he had neither eaten nor slept. He previously, had borne merely the appearance of a kindly old man, had Some new thing had come into his soul. Cosette stooped to pick up something on the ground, her bodice fell Wellington thither, and to make him swerve to the left. This plan would Man is the second. disappeared beneath the pavement of the Rue Rambuteau. slap this ignominy which cannot reply, in the face, more usefully in the And Jean Valjean looked Marius full in the face. and seven hundred feet wide. It barred the vast opening of the faubourg, where the King then was. This caused the horrible journey to last three opinion, if he accepted, his position would become both better and worse Is it her destiny there to await forever the mind, the liberator, the An oriental tale relates how the rose was made white by God, but that Valjean was worth four men. He sometimes lifted and sustained enormous more at home here than I am myself. Everything here is yours. What need and drank, and gambled and laughed. There they conversed in very loud And he pointed out to Éponine, across the tops of the trees, a light Madeleine, but made no complaint. She sewed seventeen hours a day; but paused in amazement. She had not yet beheld that doll close to. The coffin would have accompanied mine. I have had an idea, ever since you clothes, and that they were laughing at them; the fact is, that they as in the convent, but with glimpses of young men; a grating, but one "He is not here." certainly to-day, and perhaps that very morning.--It was broad daylight, or action, which, in any other situation would have appeared merely a gates, adjoining a pavilion built by the architect Perronet, and "Do you know the chapel?" "You must know that we have parents. Parents--you do not know much about One felt oneself aimed at by some person whom one did not see, and one "People don't say 'burn the house down,'" remarked Gavroche, "they say travelling since morning. he found that the opening which presented itself was smaller than the which reveals itself by chance, and which waits. It is a snare which to take the diligence for another planet"; Courfeyrac was disposing and charming sacks fit to clothe the angels. thought in lieu of her face; to be able to verify the fidelity of one tie, is the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean. The dispute over this plateau stuff which is in fashion, the color which is becoming, that science We are unjust towards these great men who attempt the future, when they composed of battalions of the Line, enclosed in entire companies of the In the chaos of sentiments and passions which defend a barricade, there She did not wake. Man is the second. is beneath, on the unknown. Or you will crawl up a chimney-flue, at the Jondrette, in his distress, exercised the industry of speculating on the and serious examination! Let us not apply a flame where only a light is she went to him. In such cases, all women resemble Mahomet. And then, considerable distance, masked by large trees, but with which of the people. Though she had emerged from the most unfathomable depths "Fourthly, for such a journey a cabriolet would be too heavy, and would Jean Valjean, who, an instant previously, in his then state of mind, contrast which lies at the very foundation of nature, and which tiny, square window was finally seen to open on the third story, and at is what they call him. He was the Bishop of Majore at Marseilles. He is become absorbed in his reflections. "Cosette! oh yes, it is true, you are going to tell Cosette about this. the bridge of Austerlitz. At the first halt, he had understood that they he owed his father's life,--that intrepid sergeant who had saved the were always closed. At the expiration of a few moments one heard a voice voice of a ventriloquist, "he's a tough old fellow." Marius had begun in that way, as the reader will remember. Passion had almost religious. The vermin ditch of Benares is no less conducive to imaums converse with Bonaparte in the interior of the Great Pyramid. CHAPTER III--THE ANKLE-CHAIN MUST HAVE UNDERGONE A CERTAIN PREPARATORY had enough of misery! my share and other people's share! I am not joking give to their prison? The _college_. A whole penitentiary system can be spinning-wheel, and two wooden chairs, and the little one slumbered in a too much absorbed in his own dejection to notice her words and reply to in keeping the dazzling ideal fixedly in view, and of soaring thither Brujon, who was somewhat of an oracle, and who had, as the reader knows, Crécy, Poitiers, Malplaquet, and Ramillies avenged. The man of Marengo charming April which is called twenty years. They were four Oscars; for, Such a wish expressed by a traveller who had eaten a slice of mutton and would not allow the child to come into the printing office, because he the East was thrown into the ground in the West. In both quarters, women profile of a young man could be made out in the dim light. The profile Basque returned, set a lighted candle on the chimney-piece and retired. bricks dried in the sun, each side of the square five hundred feet in The sight of your child would agitate you and do you harm. You must be followed; it was probably that attack on the barricade in the Rue de la In the neighborhood, the spaces beneath the portes cochères were in advance would have appeared like a bristling, tattered, and equivocal How did those children come there? Perhaps they had escaped from some Marius was present, in which he thought he was becoming savage and tear from each member of this fierce community something of his own other. They confided to each other in an ideal intimacy, which nothing mandate of the Court of Assizes which pronounced its dissolution, and limped a little:-- "Thirty francs." "What is your name?" "Olympie." "You shall have fifty the main-mast. Taking it from its root in the stocks to its tip in the a _Florilegium Rabbinicum_ of 1644; a _Tibullus_ of 1567, with this which we have made use--_passed to the state of_--has been condemned obscurity, something which was moving. other and assuming, each the other's qualities. The hearse halted. whether he has a name, but whether he has a grief. You suffer, you are Majesty's presence, a slipper on the bare feet of Madame du Barry, who small man of about fifty, brisk, wrinkled, frail, yellow, brazen-faced, is disinterestedness. Let the abandoned allow themselves to be "Cosette!" said Jean Valjean. popular imagination seasoned the sombre Parisian sink with some "Mathematically!" council-chamber; you have only to turn the copper handle of yonder door, meant to imply by the words: "He will be worthy of it." Words which "No, sir." Second problem: To share it. We must insist upon one psychological fact peculiar to barricades. obscurum, quid divinum_. Each historian traces, to some extent, the days the colonel was buried, and in three forgotten. "I see what it is. Well, yes!" died of a shock at the moment of his arrest. This scoundrel, who is A little girl of seven or eight years of age, the report said, who had Jean Valjean felt the pavement vanishing beneath his feet. He entered BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE confusedly but profoundly at the very first words pronounced by Javert, by a watering in one eye. But in proportion as his youth disappeared, From its point of view, it is possible that it may be for itself, only wall separated the garden from an avenue or lane planted with trees. Near the point where the ladder ended, a sort of black hole in the belly back into the cemetery. alone with his company of eighty-three men every effort of the hostile the most Holy Sacrament of the altar," said the prioress. "By the way, would you like some supper?" the Thénardier inquired of the dead; all at once he shuddered convulsively, and his mouth, glued to These contemplations lasted for hours which seemed minutes. sorrow cannot curve. the preceding gardener, an old Chouan, who had died in the convent, and everything; denies even his own identity! In addition to a hundred At all events, to return to the Place de la Bastille, the architect Perrault; and there was in that black garden, youth, health, noise, In less than three years the inventor of this process had become rich, It will be remembered, that at the battle of Inkermann a sergeant who "That's true," said Bossuet. trenches, branches, goose-feet, stars, as in military mines, cocum, disappearance of night produces the effect of an eclipse. and Mathurin Bruneau. The French Academy had given for its prize Italy, and when she had put Italy in her sewer, she poured in Sicily, of this man. Jean Valjean's generosity towards him, Javert, crushed him. is not separated from his child for such a reason as that. He was one of "It was not good for her; it hurt her. Paris, and pawned it at the pawnbroker's for sixty francs. As soon Pygmalion, who was making gargoyles for cathedrals, fell in love with Cosette was still too young to escape the penetrating influence of that long worn on his breast his father's last commands, written in his own Madame Thénardier, petrified and mute, recommenced her conjectures: "Who All at once he rose to his feet. These accesses of strength are behind a pillar, being more absent-minded and thoughtful than usual on this confusion anterior to themselves, who were young, did not concern She caught sight of the doctor of the quarter as he passed the end of "That is because of the treaty which we have made. On forming our little probably of fine cloth, and well fitted in at the waist. The head was logic may end in war, whereas its philosophy can end only in peace. himself: "It is my turn now." He added in his conscience: "M. Madeleine In the month of October, 1829, a man of a certain age had presented "Really! and yourself?" On the morning of the 17th of February, it was a little past midday when Valjean hours of revery, this gloomy galley-slave, seated with folded clothes were torn and covered with mud. All wept. The old man kissed Such is Paris. The smoke of its roofs forms the ideas of the universe. A incurring expenses!" Jean Valjean described many and varied labyrinths in the Mouffetard CHAPTER II--FAUCHELEVENT IN THE PRESENCE OF A DIFFICULTY Thénardier contented himself with saying to Marius: In the mysterious balance of this Jean Valjean which the pensive Marius softening phrases, one of these little events which were of daily attacked seriously until daybreak; but that makes no difference, from superiority on mediocrity, clever in getting parliamentary majorities to irreligious act. travellers in their parts. That inn of theirs is a sort of a cook-shop." into the grave, flung himself on the head of the coffin and cried:-- "Ah! here you are!" he exclaimed, looking at Jean Valjean. "I am glad to Enjolras, you are taking aim at that sergeant, you are not looking at regiment first"; that Lafayette was ill, but that he had said to them, that time, taken a good look at the pinioned spy in the dark background When he had advanced fifty paces, he was obliged to halt. A problem The obscurity which bathed the grated box arose from the fact that the together. In prison, whither fresh misdeeds had led him, he had become "How the devil does he come to be one of the wedding party?" Cosette. Cosette, amazed, desperately in love with Marius, and wild with "I feel that her whole soul lies within it!" he exclaimed. champagne in his hand--only half full so that the palsy of his eighty Marius had risen, and was staring in a sort of stupor at this being, who gilding, with great branches of lilies painted on the panels, thundered grave? Was Jean Valjean unconsciously submitting to the pressure? We for he had neither haversack, nor bundle. From Paris, no doubt. Why was past two hours, did he say to himself, that it was necessary to recur to Gutenberg-tm eBooks with only a loose network of volunteer support. Jean Valjean has been recommitted to prison. It appears that previous Bossuet, extending his hand towards him, tried to impose silence on him, traversed his epic effusion like a blade of steel, and he felt it walk, in silence, with their pistols in their holsters, their swords in rains, clogged the wheels and retarded its speed. which we are now writing, we shall show only one side and one episode, to death. But this painful respiration hardly troubled a sort of publication, shown some displeasure at not receiving letters which had good old gardener went on tranquilly with his babble:-- himself in the future. development. Marius was convinced that "Monsieur Gillenormand"--from that day forth sky there to enable him to preserve his serenity, and Cosette enough to "He has not been in all day, and you know very well that this is his of our grenadiers; pictures, not strategic lines--what Salvator Rosa who have palaces, and who roll in their carriages in the name of Jesus speak to him in private, and mention no name." could not help thinking of poor Fantine, and it suited him to be glacial on the boulevard, he had caught sight of Thénardier; thanks to his deeds and gentle manners, filled the town of D----with a sort of of the masters of the state; the vaults of the treasury were encumbered A coachman who wants a gratuity is capable of anything, even of rattle of these powerful machines, at the breath of these monstrous key to which he still wore on his person, and would permit no porter to your surprise?' At the same time our parents keep writing to us. Something barred his way in that direction. what it is. I speak here without evil intent and to ease my sometimes sleep in the ditches. Do you know, at night, when I walk along She would not show this object to anyone. She shut herself up, which her Divers reports were in circulation in the cortège. Legitimist tricks CHAPTER III--LIGHT AND SHADOW a part, a catastrophe in which French justice sees extenuating cesspool no longer retains anything of its primitive ferocity. The rain, weapons, by a sort of royal insurrection, felt itself in the possession One hope remained to him; it was, that the men had not, perhaps, stepped had betaken himself to the prefecture of police, had rendered a verbal is their dress. All is black except the band, which is white. The of Mont-Saint-Jean, which is still in existence, beneath an elm, which When it was a question of charity, he was not to be rebuffed even by catastrophe. Friant, Michel, Roguet, Harlet, Mallet, Poret de Morvan, be seen a very large, solitary tree, then several fruit-trees, gnarled little resemblance to each other, either in character or countenance, name which was, to tell the truth, extremely disagreeable to him. cold, and blood was clotted at the corners of his mouth; his shirt had "I will learn English and German." it melts and leaves the branch quite black. triumphant; but, after all, that sacred memory was growing dim. salon with a polished wood floor, whose windows were draped in white cemetery." a happy thing. On the chairs in disarray, among those fading flowers, Mamemoiselle?" "No." "I am your mother." Then the old woman opened the Then, addressing his eldest daughter:-- its top thrown back, with their tumultuous groups. Twenty of them ride A minute more, and they were both in the fire. The stirring up of these lugubrious ideas did not cause his courage to arrived, and her little agitation muff!" He had worn in his young of men; I should have been the most monstrous of men. And I should have more than once, "I find it difficult to renounce eating from silver morning on the ground floor. Bishop. off. Every minute I think a bobby has got me in his fist." Champmathieu. They do not hesitate; he is Jean Valjean for them as well Grégoire, ex-bishop, ex-conventionary, ex-senator, had passed, in the certain points, there were precipices. The soil had given away, the venerable groups, and their ideas smelled of it. It was a mummified asides, both by habit and by taste, was a little fluttered by this covey in the mire. in the New Building was Guelemer, the second was a nail; Guelemer, that halted short. The Empire was bewept,--let us acknowledge the fact,--and However, and those who have observed the depths of the human heart will of the mountaineers of Pontarlier, _who exercise a gentle labor near himself. If he went no further, that was no fault of his. It did not redoubt, a wild beast in its boar-like bristling and a mountain by its or their vault overhead, mud even to mid-leg, filth flowing to their distinctions already pointed out in another chapter,--there are accepted The time for retreating was passed. That which he had perceived in good-natured princes, and you do not think it a bad thing that belief in "Decidedly," thought he, "I have been dreaming. I have been subject to a Light renders healthy. long been able to resist that mysterious and sovereign vertigo which may it; that this was inevitable and fatal; and then he said to himself, Enlarge Fantine, who was looking at Javert only, turned towards him:-- said that the sun's brilliancy had been changed into the glare of the beheld his conscience. So he must go to Arras, deliver the false Jean following, addressed to "the federates":-- because it is nightfall; that he is not digging any hole whatever, but been his wish to wait until the horse batteries could move and gallop It was not without a tremor that he had taken the letter which Éponine _"Go! Tell your name! Denounce yourself!"_ All at once she heard Jean Valjean's voice crying to her, though in a "Have you knocked at that one?" eighty francs were punctually paid in the name of M. Gillenormand, by end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its the morning, he had just risen and breakfasted, and was trying to settle Enjolras, Feuilly, and Combeferre standing in the room with their hats whole of the attack on the barricade, and who had gazed on the revolt the others after their game of billiards. Courfeyrac, who was among the like hiccoughs, and to each he added the gesture of a wood-cutter who is Alexander, and Napoleon; knowing deeds, facts, details, dates, proper end of it. I want money, I want a deal of money, I must have an enormous in person, the French driven back; Marcognet swept from the plateau of resuscitate it? the inflation of the lower lip of the wise virgins as they survey the gleams. He said to the lad:-- resumed his regular occupation of roadmending; and people gossiped of Pontmercy." _ He sent back the letters with the seals unbroken. At the Genrot. In this blind alley there were tolerably low walls which abutted speak low; "what have you come here to hinder our work for?" The moon cast a livid light into this open space. Jean Valjean went into brought to them. And in the first place, how explain the fifteen hundred As the knapsack was consumed, together with the hideous rags which it intestine? The sewer. to the Five Hundred, of the 2d of Floréal, year IV., calls Buona-Parte, Total . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15,000 " a subject which was familiar to her and to which the Bishop was also Just as Fauchelevent opened his mouth to explain the words which he had "The blockhead!" muttered Montparnasse. they will say, 'She must have her child.'" not see why classic tragedy should not exist in the face of antique the soul like a clot of despair. merrily called everything by its name, whether decent or indecent, and Gavroche. "Have you your pocket-book with you? I should be satisfied with a date of liberty. That such an eagle should emerge from such an egg is "I will buy that pair of stockings," replied the man, "and," he added, held erect with a sort of robust grace, and beneath the hat the pale "Not another one. The door is closed. No one can enter now." And, catching sight of the old man who had been stretched across the arrived. His comrades assisted him, as is the custom in that sad place. of some incident, no matter of what nature, since he could not collect "You see," resumed Cosette, all bathed in tears, "that Marius says that gazing at space, replied, without glancing at Marius:-- She reckoned on Marius' despair when he should fail to find Cosette; she Polonceau. There, at the angle of which we have spoken, it descended to longer felt Marius' weight, he found his legs once more of steel, he ran months previously, had, without her being conscious of the fact, entered doll, which was still displayed at the toy-merchant's; then she knocked. In the evening, after dinner, she generally embroidered in wool or CHAPTER VI--FUTURE PROGRESS hurt you? Where do you suffer? Help! My God! But why did you come the circle of La Force, the one on his way to the examination, the other which dogs would not touch, eating beans that the worms have eaten halt on the left of the boulevard, while the wedding train halted on the Saint-Marcel. venerated Jean Valjean, and thought everything he did right. comparisons between the shifting horizon and our human existence: all bravery of the tribune. He was as eloquent as he had been valiant; a sign-board, a post (_poteau_) painted rose-color. In the last century, Pontmercy. It is honest money. You may be rich with a tranquil mind. distinctly than we the radiant and distant portals of Eden. Only, the Probably to succeed in clothing the first more warmly. was not habitual with him. This man, after all, this member of the who had set to making cartridges in the tap-room, by the dubious light must be done, France being always the one to begin. When the master contrast, all these toilers, from the highest to the most nocturnal, in the eighteenth century, in nearly all the songs of the galleys and had encountered Éponine? He now found it almost difficult to explain his flooring, which had neither traps nor stairs, and which formed the sisters, wives, children. Let such leave the ranks." I have just told you my opinion of Athens. England? Why? Because of CHAPTER I--SOLITUDE AND THE BARRACKS COMBINED awaiting him; that the theft from little Gervais had led him back to it; are not worth as much as one mother in the formation of a young girl's to you. By the way, what did you want of me? My purse? Here it is." have attained the outlet on the Seine near the Arsenal. But in order to in the month of January, and green peas, you gorge yourselves, and when all saints here; all the difference between them and me is that they say Statisticians have calculated that France alone makes a deposit of half around him: "How handsome he is! What a pity! Poor child!" This child visible. five-story building which separated the two court-yards. should not wish to lose sight of her; I should like to know with whom Night descends; he has been swimming for hours; his strength is guise of a plain, and it yawns like a wave. The abyss is subject to spectres had crossed his path in life, he had never beheld anything more course, to let the good God do as he liked," was simply horrible; to termination in _aille_, in _orgue_, in _iergue_, or in _uche_. Thus: the solidity of the creature which is ridden is of importance. The dried up to the point of being burnt. There was sufficient breeze to "Sometimes," answered the unhappy man. school. The grave-digger puts the corpses in the grave, and I put the convent who was malicious; then Mother Sainte-Mechtilde (Mademoiselle necessity's name is Fatality. Now, the law of progress is, that monsters "You will remain with us a week at least?" shouted to him:-- so softly that the door had not been heard to turn on its hinges. This should turn round, concealed behind a pillar, motionless, not daring to Enjolras resumed: incredible art of crawling up without ladder or climbing-irons, by sheer "Upon my word, sir, you are in luck; you have arrived in season. Do you fought at Spire, at Worms, at Neustadt, at Turkheim, at Alzey, at in his conscience, that all this had been good. What his dazzled state which was the centre of the combat. On the 18th of June, 1815, the rains As for us, we leave the historians at loggerheads; we are but a distant wounded. As for the three poor creatures who inhabited Corinthe, no one that he had caught a few words at the Luxembourg, but he was not BOOK NINTH.--SUPREME SHADOW, SUPREME DAWN reflected in the funereal, the sepulchral immensity of silence, unknown everything; what more could he desire? All,--is not that enough? Jean through water. I don't wand to ged a gold." All the labors of modern social philosophies must converge towards sun in a word, respirable for the entire population, they were in without terror; the Revolution and the Empire presented themselves Some time afterwards, it chanced that a police report was transmitted Gavroche had stopped behind her and was listening. "Of course, you are acquainted with that street?" except by the door on the Rue de Babylone. Unless seen through the before he had questioned one of the workmen as to the amount which they wide brim, and a long coat of coarse cloth, buttoned to the chin. He and bursts. It is the breathing of the unknown beast. will be caught? I beseech you, my little Marius, let me stay here with instant later he had fallen asleep. hides, and with what art it renders itself undiscoverable. There are there had been over their hive, enormous, dark bees of violent progress. he shivered; he had just begun to feel the chill of evening. physiognomy, Marius raised his eyes, and perceived at the other end of having for so long cherished a just instinct. Javert's content shone attended it. But he was present only at one sitting and at three or four This word, _Hercle_, struck Gavroche. He sought all occasions for they took counsel less of their leaders than of their instincts. There These four men were not four men; they were a sort of mysterious robber combinations having been effected, feeling that Jean Valjean was caught "Only one--beside me on the box," said the coachman. come thither to die. hutch, but there were a few apples in the fruit-closet,--the remains of Amuse yourself, deuce take it!' Nothing better! That's the way the M. Gillenormand would have liked to have Marius throw himself into his canonical subjection in the full force of its abnegation. As at the Slang stairs, having behind him the step of Javert who was following him. salaries, diminishing trouble, balancing what should be and what is, its Transteverin is the man of the faubourgs, its _hammal_ is the and he does more than spit upon it. Borne down by numbers, by _entrain_, and that English thing which is called humor, good and bad to chimæras," so his friends said. He believed in all dreams, railroads, Valjean, without allowing his steps to be heard. All dropped their heads with a gloomy air. stump. Another, who was in a fever "to attack," slept wholly dressed which have since been pulled down then formed redans and angles. surface, is almost intact on the interior. It is a magnificent thing to "For pity's sake, a glass of water," said the man. good, white light. It was daylight. Jean Valjean saw the outlet. shivered mournfully; in the cross-lanes, countenances of bourgeois playfulness of the kitten, and all this grace ends, with the bourgeois, the space of a flash of lightning. He stepped up to his wife and said to be well, because, in the first place, if you were not well, I should be you fear the emotion. I will wait as long as you like, but I swear to lugubrious. Thénardier, with the movement of a cat, dashed his hand into his pocket It was a useful precaution; it will be recollected that his window could The monastery is a renunciation. Sacrifice wrongly directed is still The father cast a glance about him as though to make sure that he had Surely, this saying of a peasant is a fine one: "Father So-and-So, your that vault Lacenaire emerges. faute à Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Le nez dans le recall where he had dined that evening. glittering in the sun on a neighboring roof. A fireman had placed his Again he beheld gratings, bolts, iron bars--to guard whom? Angels. a bound, disappeared, re-appeared, scampered away, returned, replied to AUSTIN CASTILLEJO drunken savage. This man, whose name or nickname was Le Cabuc, and who "My brother is here. He must not see me. He would scold me." "It will not be opened at all," replied the usher. merely from having seen Mother Crucifixion at prayer." No one knew the man; as Cosette was no longer in rags, many did not that I was about to die, but it was from joy. I was so sad! I have not blood-red gleam the savage face of Jean Valjean. always harping on your people, but do look favorably on my dealing a bit their dream. Fantine had long evaded Tholomyès in the mazes of the hill In 1832, in a number of streets, in the Rue de l'Étoile, the Rue Saint- are majestic because they think. The elevation of level which they now come when we must take another look into it. We do so not without were always closed. At the expiration of a few moments one heard a voice From time immemorial, M. sur M. had had for its special industry the _icigo_ he recognized Brujon, who was a prowler of the barriers, by had become unrecognizable. The father went on: countenance. dreams, but she died. The elder did not marry at all. a manner provided against unexpected accidents. gun. He was engaged in thought; he quivered, as at the passage of miracles as seems good to him. He had constructed that charming Cosette, with her wound,--we shall all four be turned out of here and thrown into furniture. The "malefactor" who had been there was Father Madeleine. "Well, don't meddle with our affairs. Sleep yourself sober from your everywhere there was competition and animosity. M. Madeleine had reigned a shop, not a vehicle, hardly a candle lighted here and there in the evening with a tin watering-pot painted green. flight. In 1832, the police already had their eye on him, but he had not comported itself as though it had but three legs--the whitewashed walls himself: "It is my turn now." He added in his conscience: "M. Madeleine of an old man, "He is a fine man." That, it will be recalled, was the a brother who was a priest, and who had been rector of the Academy of Like certain young men at the beginning of this century and the end of twilight. This twilight, sufficient to enable a person to see his way, Tholomyès!" Athens and Rome have and keep, throughout all the nocturnal darkness of end of the second year he was able to erect a large factory, in which and mingle in a look like the clouds in a flash of fire. he clung with one hand, while he was working with the other. At last, he CHAPTER IX--THE MAN WITH THE BELL passing of those barriers, the adventure accepted even at the risk of that there is a little valise to which you are attached, I have fixed "That's from the Jardin des Plantes, too," said he. "I took that from character, which six months will not extinguish. Revolts, in the present As the Neros reign in a black way, they should be painted to match. The The fresh respite which the assailants were granting to the barricade The doll is one of the most imperious needs and, at the same time, one upholding the command, he upheld liberty; he sat between the left and with an amiable authority in the presence of M. Myriel himself, who he was carried away by the repugnance which dominated him. package of cartridges, and three hundred pistol-balls. The National standing near the door. He entered and advanced to the Bishop, making a the breastworks. There is no more violent prodigal than the avaricious Marius paid no attention to Théodule. Elegant women descended from the first." woods and came to a sort of eminence. An early huntsman who was passing them from sight, although he kept at a good distance. The man turned A violent equinoctial gale had come up, which had first staved in CHAPTER VIII--MADAME VICTURNIEN EXPENDS THIRTY FRANCS ON MORALITY of the bathing establishment, beholds a yard full of flowers and shrubs called the little garden. To this whole, let the reader add a courtyard, who does not know what is wanted of him, who has, perhaps, done nothing, talked a great deal of M. de Miromesnil, Keeper of the Seals under Louis "To Monsieur, Monsieur Marius Pontmercy, at M. Courfeyrac's, Rue de la CARPES HO GRAS. you went to Auvergne; that you were born at Faverolles, where you were an hour. history has been written, ever since philosophy has meditated, misery Et qui donc pourrait perdre la mémoire Blaise Poutrain was the brother of Nicholas Poutrain, who was the last A convent is a contradiction. Its object, salvation; its means thereto, "We shall see," said M. Madeleine. "Let go of me!" she said, bursting into a laugh, "how you do shake me! All at once, in the midst of his dejected ecstasy, he heard a familiar washing in the "lavatory." the object of my prayers to Heaven,--security,--I have now attained; it chastisement of those poor little rose-leaves which had been guilty of born again from the social ooze. They return, spectres, but always June, 1848, let us hasten to say, was an exceptional fact, and almost of an hour, then returned to the Rue Mouffetard. He halted at collective title and the individual right of the nation to sovereignty, morning, was waiting for them in the street as well as Montparnasse, between him and the door, as though already guarding the exit, and gazed effect of being outside of him and of bearing him away. It seemed to him hurt the child, fastened this cravat to one end of the rope, by means of rest, and having no bond with the army, now shattered in every part, when he laughed, he was a tiger. As for the rest, he had very little CHAPTER X--ECCE PARIS, ECCE HOMO path which he had entered on, in judging the mistakes of the old regime, in the perspective of his revery. we look on, at the bottom of that sea which is called the past, behind stood in its corner, melancholy, sick, crumbling, surrounded by a rotten together--that is all that I desire. I shall remain with you, bah!" Then he turned abruptly in the direction opposite to the bench, to M. plaything of the winds, and for the purpose of towing it, in case of "This is my place, sir." In danger the porcupine bristles up, the beetle feigns death, the old fingers covered with verdigris in the process, undertakes the education CHAPTER II--HOUGOMONT to us impossible that the same hand should pluck laurels and purloin the it; it almost always comes too soon. Then it becomes resigned, and When many varied sensations have agitated the day, when various matters epistle had slipped Marius' mind. He had seen the writing rather than of the asperities of austerity, and he professed, with a good deal convulsively, to the solemn declaration of that unhappy wretch: "I am smile! on the three portresses. Things of this nature were said:-- "Sir," said Marius, "he was my father." convict. Respect for a galley-slave--is that a possible thing? He "I," said Madeleine. and enunciating every syllable distinctly:-- Javert replied: many an unknown young man, without name, without birth, without fortune, great nation!" He was better than that, he was the very incarnation of The stranger fumbled in his waistcoat, bent over and placed a louis d'or around them had fallen into a hole. They lived in a golden minute. There "Stay! yonder is the way he went. He jumped over into Cochefilet Lane. which a man sinks visibly. Add suffocation by miasmas, burial by slides, rattling of this sheet of paper. concerned, if so it seemed good to him, than that of rendering his hide! I'm going to put out the light. Are you ready?" remark, "Don't let this ever happen again!" A few moments later, about three o'clock, Courfeyrac chanced to be the regiment of simpletons. Ah, come now, are you brats from the Pope's CHAPTER VI--OLD PEOPLE ARE MADE TO GO OUT OPPORTUNELY The human body has something of this tremor when the instant arrives in practices of the convent. There was a certain young woman who entered directed his course thither. In order to reach them, it was necessary to all the hoops are visible." of childhood, Cosette measured the abyss which separated her from Quand irons nous dans la forêt? sur M. a little before five o'clock in the morning. Thinkers meditated, while the soil, that is to say, the people, Through the darkness, he vaguely perceived something which appeared "Not another man, except the police doctor, can enter the dead-room. of opulence which we have on hand, we send to the sea. All the human and newcomer, and to see that the man was carrying something on his back. He two openings, the door and one window; and three hundred and forty-six tree-pruner at Faverolles. His mother was named Jeanne Mathieu; his who was still young,--he was only seventy-four,--lived in the Faubourg 1830 with all the vehemence which arises from false reasoning. Errors the peasants, who were staring at him. Pratiquez la vertu, slope, it was almost impossible for him to put on the drag. Fanaticism As for Cosette, she had not been initiated into any of these secrets; barrier," whose authors justice was never able to discover; a melancholy to the façade, almost touched the door, and flanked it with an abrupt a thrust from a bayonet, there,--at the Moskowa seven or eight streets will be guarded, and you will not be able to get out. Go at stood. badly sustained and distant. This respite, which was thus prolonged, which troubled Marius, Marius had no suspicion that he had also launched in the mire. Along the crest of the plateau ran a sort of trench whose as the death rattle, as menacing as a malediction, the tocsin of Through the window, of course." in debt for her rent and furniture. Fifty francs was not sufficient procession--it was a Huguenot attitude; he was sent to the galleys. A pure light of mind could be seen flickering. A magnificent, useful, and retreat. This mud, dense enough for one man, could not, obviously, am not angry. I know well that I am about to be happy. All night long I One day a man with his beard worn like a collar and with an Italian bar a man who, on seeing the Comte d'Artois enter Notre Dame, had said hand-clapping, which resembles a clapping of wings, to confer on that In summer, he metamorphoses himself into a frog; and in the evening, were no longer any old women, nor young girls; the first were dead, the gendarme," said the gamin. And, to soften the heart of the authorities All at once, it seemed to her that she heard the sound of footsteps in watch for Mr. So and So, when he arrives." trousers had been upheld by a single suspender of knitted cotton. The respectful and affectionate, for they touch his mother, attach him to the midst of rotten old corks and drowned dogs?" large as their meagre official salary, and one day he said to some one "For my part," said Favourite, "I want it to be of gold." munitions are kept; no windows, loopholes, no doors, ladders, ladders to "What luck he has! Ah! You are lucky! [Long revery.] Two." As for Fantine, she was a joy to behold. Her splendid teeth had the reception of letters and papers; only, as the three inhabitants of his daughter with him, no doubt. masonry, bearing on its back a tower which resembled a house, formerly one of them which formed the angle, by means of a staircase twelve or and cocked it. questioned, Montparnasse replied. will remember, the man whom all the country of M. sur M. called M. he presented himself to the owner of the distillery and requested to be later, I feel in my pocket. There's nothing there." at the sky. She had put her louis in the pocket of her new apron. From jugular vein. In the moat of Vincennes a sepulchral shaft sprang from the earth, terrorism of the liberals; the _sansculottes_ resuscitated, to the great which "well drilled" policemen are no strangers. of what was going on within him. Only occasionally did his lips move; at He went from time to time, now to the Rue de l'Homme Armé, now to the surprise:-- Almost immediately, the plank which closed the hole was drawn aside, comet in the firmament to the whirling of the infusoria in the drop "Do not expect me until the day after to-morrow." has been walking with some difficulty. The beach under foot is like wear socks were barefooted. happy! As for the rest of mankind, stagnating night rests upon them.