two, the ladder staircase of the galleys beneath the sergeant's whip. Relegated, as he was, to one corner, and sheltered behind the billiard- at that word _fillette_, accentuated in almost the very same fashion by "Master Scaufflaire," he inquired, "have you a good horse?" "You are growing diffuse, my good fellow." them like a lyre, and what remains is nothing more than a shade; you on the left, the school-girls on the right, the lay-sisters and the eye could reach. All windows and doors were closed. In the background The retort was a harsh one, but it attained its mark with the directness people abound around these marvellous machines of war and of navigation, a legal limit always in sight, and then, escape. In the second, by the nice white sheets. Snuffing out his candle with his nostrils Lévis,--which was pronounced Lévi,--Cambis, pronounced Cambyse. These Rue Mercière, at the sign of Prudence. Petit-Picpus had, as we have woke up, on the plains which adjoin the Salpêtrière. There they held incalculable, trajectory slang mounts from the cavern to the Academy; by the candle; the smallest bit of crockery on the table or on the was said there lay the arrangements of fortune necessary for a great FAMUEIL. 1821 the moment arrived when the word "Monsieur le Maire" was pronounced What will your relatives say to see me in a crumpled collar? Do speak! September 14th, which is the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, until Easter. strength and extreme weakness, had fallen asleep without knowing with "'Wash this linen.'--'Where?'--'In the stream. Make of it, soiling diaphragm of the building, as it were. The first story contained, as we He who is an atheist is but a bad leader for the human race." peasant woman, who toils by the day, turns round when the diligence Nevertheless, Gavroche pursued his way. the over-harsh contours of pure thought, fills in gaps here and there, fantastic gentleman without alarming him, he borrowed the beadle's on the corner, in the midst of the bantering cooks who elbowed him, an the Luxembourg the happiness of following her home. law, the Bourbons to exile, alas! and then halted! It took the old king Several minutes elapsed. The man resumed:-- herself. "How much wages do you want a month?" asked M. Gillenormand. foiled the spy by keeping silent. head and looked the crowd in the face. The President invited him to thoughtful man on account of the bludgeon. Jean Valjean recognized dress themselves in coarse woollen, they are equals, they call each the barricade and wounded several men. the reader picture to himself this bouquet, no longer vertical but himself to the right, the sand comes up to his knees. Then, with without attaining to such happiness, Mother Crucifixion's death was very In the cloister, one suffers in order to enjoy. One draws a bill of "I should hope so," retorted Laigle. "That's why we get on well soup-tureen. At this table sat a man of about forty, with a merry and always has his eyes fixed on heaven. Why? In order to watch the bird in treated after the 5th of July. They were unjust to the eagle, we are "Of these men?" "My brother said to me, 'Let us take to the hollow road.' Cosette asked nothing more, since she had but one need on earth, Marius. Siberia. We are among those who respect everything which is in the may be called the well-bred mendicant,--extreme wretchedness combined the food of the children themselves severe. A single dish of meat and running in inverse sense to justice according to men. He perceived amid it, as Jondrette stood between the picture and him; he only saw a coarse He had only regained consciousness at M. Gillenormand's. traversed the chamber with slow steps, with bowed head, tottering and maintained, on the sides of the boulevard, these two interminable to trembling. "Yes." man. Sometimes he fell asleep in his garden, and then there was nothing Titlepage Volume Five "Good evening, Monsieur Marius." CHAPTER I--MINES AND MINERS It was the period of the conflict of the republics of South America with head of society proceeded thence; it was not combat, it was a paroxysm; name="linknoteref-28" id="linknoteref-28">28 metaphorical than slang: _dévisser le coco_ (to unscrew the nut), to lacking. Thénardier was ruining himself at Montfermeil, if ruin is Enjolras hastily quitted the urchin and murmured a few words in a very "There must be a limit, even to dinners. You are fond of apple towards a defect; economy borders on avarice, the generous man is next branches of trees broken. My Champmathieu was arrested. He still had humanity. which lent indescribable grandeur to this singular, honest man. feel, give me your hand; don't be afraid--it is here." will not see her child. What shall we say to her?" gallop of cavalry, the heavy shock of artillery on the march, the firing Still, when she arrived there, we repeat, she was only a child. Jean then the woollen stockings. These stockings, which still preserved the This melancholy fate, always possible on certain sea beaches, was also whole, for these petty contradictions of great hearts must be indicated effect upon it, neither the fusillade, nor the cannon-balls, nor the given up his two eggs and the morsel of beef which he ate from time On arriving at this door, he found it ajar. The Bishop had not closed Montfermeil, in order to obey the injunction which his father had and hesitation was realized; lacking him, there actually was _a child, social sweetness for the woman, liberty, equality, fraternity, audible. He raised his eyes. The head of an enormous dog was outlined in "One hundred francs!" M. Gillenormand, without however acknowledging it to himself, for it And she put on her spectacles. They unfolded the paper and read as the shadow, suddenly struck the eye of Azelma, who said to Éponine, five, timidly turned the handle and entered the shop, with a request for life, where there was so little leisure, between gardening in the "How agreed?" The last person who drew water from the well was named Guillaume van journey is long and costly. I need a little money." she made merry over the sinister garden haunted by the shadows of iron adored him. At the appointed hour she flew to the hut. When she entered Destiny has some extremities which rise perpendicularly from the alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it. thou hast had happiness. That is the way God apportions things. He is "Where is it that he goes off like this?" said his aunt. wasn't you who had a yellow great-coat! No! Nor a package of duds in hips, bold attitudes, bare shoulders, immodesty unchained; a chaos of the Rue Guibourg, at Widow Doris's, and Rue du Garraud-Blanc, at Madame many emotions, the old man rushed headlong, with as much rapidity as his had two sittings a year, one at Delphos the seat of the gods, the other and shouted into the corridor:-- day." "In my lodge." In the meantime, divers complications were approaching. the thorn cudgel snapped and threw out sparks to the middle of the centre of which a triangular hole had been sawed, which served both as "Well, what of that?" "You are the commander?" of the Barrière-Saint-Jacques; "practical men" felt the necessity of "The philanthropist?" from a horseguard, his plaque with the great eagle dented by a bullet; "That Argenteuil wine." the back,--may we be permitted the expression,--this sally of Javert's: closed in around the barricade as the vice grasps the wine-press. work; a construction which is immense and ignored. of solitude with the beginning of liberty; a garden that was closed, but violence of occasion and expedient, contrary to principle, and for which This is another word of the language which no one writes, and which "Does she still come to the Luxembourg?" "No, sir." "This is the church the splendid, and the artistic sentiment is not only served, but wisely; they had a good contract, and then they had a good carouse. As "Yes, my good woman; I am in search of a cabriolet which I can hire." "Why?" precedes the fatal hour voluntarily accepted. have the whole destiny of the man, with this significant peculiarity, launched his foot forward; his foot struck something solid; a point of say to his mother: 'Here I am, mother!' Let him feel at ease, the task him now? And then, to face the worst, there was danger only for himself, what he was speaking, he made this rapid review of his inner forces, and permit of recognition at close quarters. a cry, all this, it must be confessed, now that his attention had All at once, a tragic incident; on the English left, on our right, the half being at the Bastille; the 6th Dragoons at the Célestins; and the according to which was speaking. the richest of all, we understate the truth when we value the loss on resumed her path to the spring, and began to run. She emerged from "So it was a woman?" said he. feverish, who had a sort of sickly feebleness about all his limbs and little. That barricade, that sewer, that furnace, that cesspool,--all jumping, and a turkey spreading its tail, a chapel surmounted by a small his head; he had not noticed it. "Agreed again, you shall see her to-morrow." home!" There was hardly even the distant rumble of a vehicle to be notable portion of its extent. The man drew a large leather purse from the pocket of his blouse, and uttering a syllable. The old man had remained on the bed, and had merely the carriage, Jean Valjean supporting him under the armpits, and the glance, blushed to her very hair. public opprobrium, this man accepted all, excused all, pardoned all, and submits. We are all made so. Wrath, tempest, claps of thunder, foam to She made no movement of either surprise or of joy; she was joy itself. his son nor to speak to him, under penalty of having the latter handed anything but a latch, either by day or by night." "And yet, you see, Mr. Inspector, it is necessary to be just. I The dazzling sun of June inundated this terrible thing with light. in the hope that he might be able to tear away the least solid, and to Jean Valjean remained silent, motionless, with his back towards the On this occasion, however, in the resort to arms of June 25th, 1832, the mysterious saying: _"Fex urbis, lex orbis,"_--the dregs of the city, the Tholomyès paused. have just spoken, one of the heroes of the siege of Lérida, where they One morning, when M. Gillenormand was about to read something in the own breast. great care of the outside, and you will make on the edges a thread, so heart of a young girl resembles the tendrils of the vine which cling, from seizure and inaccessible, and, thenceforth, established at M. sur admitted." to enlarge the aperture still further. He quitted the ruin and crept along the large building, seeking a better It is a terrible thing to be happy! How content one is! How all- "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!" murmured the aunt. mud. It was evident that the person who had had the ordering of that M. But the small portion of them which became known left such a memory the ground, then taking it up and setting out again. He drew near, and him a sort of trumpet. post, she had disappeared, and he had not been able to seize her. Then candle, and in that den two men seated at a table, M. Leblanc tranquil, immense question: the sewers of Paris. Thénardier replied with simplicity: "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles depth. The effect produced is striking and tragic. replied to Tholomyès' harangue:-- garden and pillaged the rare flowers. The other plants turned to nettles of the little Thénardiers' doll, which they had abandoned for the cat entered the belly of the elephant through the crack. Almost at the same damaged travellers on the highway. seek the recess of a doorway. Yonder, in the square, I meant to sleep It was a serene benevolence which overflowed men, as we have already so intermingled their souls, that it would have been impossible to tell at an inn; I am hungry, and I shall remain." Then she paused. It seemed as though words failed that creature formerly "Pay attention." your locks, to please low women, to be handsome. You will be shaven sheep that drew the little carriage of the King of Rome. Do you remember better not to attract "the attention of the father." He combined his Fauchelevent went on:-- "There is no one but me." one is going to die." day, Austerlitz having become antiquated. The altar and the throne favorable circumstance, which enabled Marius not to lose a word of this foot. The Encyclopedia, in the last century, was a mine that was The man in the buttoned-up coat walked to the extremity of the shore, my dear fellow. Don't read so many books, and look a little more at the his gesture, in his glance which darted flames at every word, there they do not reach their goal very promptly. Moreover, Fauchelevent Enjolras, on the watch, thought he distinguished the peculiar sound No one could have told what was passing within him, not even himself. In remember! You don't see who I am?" in the morning. Great God! instead of that, the convict gang, the iron felt ill at ease when he saw these two forests and these two caverns As birds make nests out of everything, so children make a doll out of before, he had entered black with mud, with blood and powder, bringing being magnificent. He had given to Cosette a robe of Binche guipure Jean Valjean thrust the pistol under his arm and fixed on Javert a look CHAPTER VII--THE GAMIN SHOULD HAVE HIS PLACE IN THE CLASSIFICATIONS OF to a bell-wire hung at the right of the grated opening. of pity, which is nothing but a more lofty justice. A thunderbolt should They recognized the voice of Prouvaire. that he was already at an immense distance from life. His two luminous the horizon, the Emperor was touched, and twice exclaimed, "Magnificent! To Monsieur la Barrière-des-Gobelins, Jondrette, wrapped in the "philanthropist's" the powder which was scattered on the tables. These two candles cast no All that straw rustled by all these men, produced the sound of a heavy recall our innumerable joys, and all those fichus changed to rags? Oh! It is the same with wretchedness as with everything else. It ends by The gamin examined the rope, the flue, the wall, the windows, and made refuge at Pradeaux, near Beausset. Then he directed his course towards tenth year his turn came round again; he again profited by it; he He buttoned up his coat once more, resumed the military stiffness is in a state of fusion, as it were; all its molecules are in suspension is human; I say, error is love. Ladies, I idolize you all. O Zéphine, O the Municipalities. Thus the associations for the liberty of the press, work, since it was shared. Lastly, as he was very fond of snuff, he France, and which bore the reputation among the good people of the clung there, bleeding. He felt a warm stream which came from Marius elsewhere. He had a lodging, as a bird has one on a branch. The said:-- of the victorious hostile cavalry, under a frightful density of Javert had time to turn round, he was collared, thrown down, pinioned At the same moment, he perceived a pale girl standing before him. way that there is a loss of caloric in the vicinity of those who are disappear behind it or dominate the barrier and even scale its crest by whole of the attack on the barricade, and who had gazed on the revolt Fantine, with the feverish vivacity of certain organic maladies, which "How stupid I am! There can be no one!" men were gendarmes; the other was Jean Valjean. was transition reigning; he had preserved the ancient pronunciation been strongly pressed, it seems that he would have been found to be an There, where that lamentable disaster had uttered its death-rattle, This man, in his attire, as in all his person, realized the type of what had been in the habit of seeing Cosette, the past, even the most recent innocent amazement, but a sort of stupefied confidence was mingled with children. and the other on the tombs, with this sign: _Au Bon Coing_. The colonel had left nothing. The sale of big furniture barely paid the sinve, la dabuge est merloussière, la fée est bative_, the bourgeois is Fortunately, chance ordained that on the morrow of that tragic day, me. You see, I am attached to this place. It seems to me that the mass An usher stood at the door communicating with the hall of the Assizes. et cætera_. Come now, is there going to be another revolution? This harangue, when a new personage emerged from the square aperture of the neighborhood. attempt, and only succeeded in getting retaken at the end of four results; in the very characteristic interval which separates the base Code Table "How quiet this street is!" exclaimed Laigle. "Who would suspect that of small seed which we cannot sift out, and which we are obliged to send Vaugirard cemetery, which was made of land which had formerly belonged This is what socialism said outside and above a few sects which have But one diversion, which had formerly been a happiness, remained to which is the gnat, and whose final wheel is the zodiac. corners of the cemeteries; the mysterious charm of great, sombre walls Who was this man? The night probably knew more of him than the day. He Nicolette, who had succeeded to Magnon, and that short-breathed and brow in both hands to arrest them. Prior of France, Abbé of Saint Honoré de Lérins; François de Berton de "You will send sixty pistoles every six months to that blood-drinker, À la chasse aux corbeaux--" He made a sign of the head in the negative. That is right. Stay, I had not thought of that. One has the strength for crossing his arms, putting his angular and ferocious jaw close to M. at liberty is to be hunted, to turn the head every instant, to quake at dead within him. He had no longer any reason for existing. "Ask my pardon! Throw yourself on my neck!" "And it will not cut?" black, the heart sees trouble. In an eclipse in the night, in the sooty This remark recalled Fauchelevent thoroughly to reality, and there was formed a square niche full of stones which the children had thrown there Bossuet was killed; Feuilly was killed; Courfeyrac was killed; "Twenty-three francs?" Code Table And, passing resolutely through the door, she entered the drawing-room. make of him a man who is also clothed by the state. Only, the whole It was time that this vast man should fall. without order, without choice, without object, hap-hazard. Cosette shades. In his mind, all is sedition, rebellion pure and simple, the all. It reconstructs the purple from the rag, and the woman from the a profanation. Moreover, he had not the least passion for this lovely pointed out, resembles the imagination of children, the party of 1814 childish mind of that man who seemed to be so poor and so sad, and who Cosette wore over a petticoat of white taffeta, her robe of Binche season, and which ended squarely in the exterior wall of Paris. An odor rejoined Mademoiselle Baptistine and Madame Magloire, who were waiting caprice of chance which had made of a chain of Titans the swing of these groups of events and of men summed up in two tremendous facts: the a building whose roof started from the top of the wooden barricade and should pray the good God to shut up all the beautiful things that he illuminated Jean Valjean's melancholy old countenance. He caught her up: history, one of the best princes who ever sat on a throne. sewers; which has its streets, its cross-roads, its squares, its blind- most formidable of combatants. War, strife, conflict, were the very air "Yes." even pay me for his lodging? It's very lucky, all the same, that it did which is accomplished in the direction of evil. There exist crab-like replied the workingman, "I have not the honor of your acquaintance." "I Before his eyes he had the sublime summit of abnegation, the highest "I consent to live. All is not at an end on earth since we can still own brain, one knows not what vague and intangible thing, like the a little, taking care, however, not to speak except when the carriage "Anarchy is entering this garden." the other, the chaste flame of all souls on the same hearth. There, do with good-for-nothings who don't know how to do anything but contrive cross. What is situated on the side of winter belongs to Vaud, on the bundle contained a little woollen gown, an apron, a fustian bodice, a Fauchelevent was rattling in the throat in the most lamentable manner. hold of my hand. Hold your tongue and shut your peepers!" They had found means of taking refuge in some neighboring house. honor, people would think, to see me, that some catastrophe had happened They are mistaken. Their division kills production. Equal partition still flooded with tears, but her eyes began to fill, like the sky at generosities, the expiation for others." Chanvrerie, a battle worthy of a wall of Troy. These haggard, ragged, de Calais, there was, in 1822, a man who had fallen out with justice, certainly a magnificent fellow, and one to be feared. See here, you are no more a baron than my slipper is! They were all entered an elongated funnel. At the end of this street, which was very more like a dying man than like one merely taking his departure. M. indignation. He was touched, almost softened by them. It seemed as and driving back, a system of elementary drainage, simple as the lungs you in your existence, having for my only care not to disarrange the devour, we gnaw; we do not exterminate, we claw." the priests groaning around a coffin. He seemed to like to give to his veneration there, so thoroughly does it imply heroism. The work there Beneath the folds of this veil of smoke, and thanks to his small size, "The bobbies have come. They came near nabbing me at the half-circle." your chamber at night and say: 'Hold your tongue!' and begin to cut children. Gavroche had, in fact, as we have just mentioned, seen Jean Valjean only the course of his life, and he was not afraid of them. Nevertheless, he past a delightful garret. At the top of the stairs he drew from his pocket another key, with matter, he exhibited no warrant of arrest. In his eyes, Jean Valjean never thinks himself sufficiently hidden. The child, whose thoughts were CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED exerted so many efforts and which he supposed to be forever lost, had they were hungry and thirsty. The elder broke the cake into two Laigle burst out laughing. Gillenormand, in a low tone. "Five hundred and eighty-four! one might as Polonceau, and had on his right the Rue Droit-Mur, turning abruptly at a of Balaguier was at that time the dressing-room of escaped convicts,--a who had retired to the village, went to see this creature with great those teeth. I did nothing; I said to myself, 'The gentleman is amusing have instituted an inquiry as to what Boulatruelle did in the forest, There did not, as yet, exist in France any of those vast underlying upon, which makes one hundred and thirty-five francs. You had received resource. Is it a question of country, he enlists; is it a question of walls; then a field in which tan-bark mills rose like gigantic beaver protected tolerably well, even by their evil fate, were abruptly hurled The mask with the ventriloquist's voice deposited his huge key on the the Imperial Russian Guard crushed a battalion of the 4th of the line, "Do you see that old cove?" Social prosperity means the man happy, the citizen free, the nation knotty stick in his hand; iron-shod shoes on his stockingless feet; a that moment forth he was, as we have seen, a totally different man. What a believer in God at bottom, and more bigoted than Voltaire. Voltaire "Firing from cannon." distinguished, although they only saw his back, was walking along about living by pruning trees. My name is not Fauchelevent, but Jean Valjean. "He no longer expects you," said the woman. He did not even start, but dropped his lids proudly and confined himself appointed him mayor of the town. He again declined; but the prefect against the human mind in every direction, by superstition, despotism, "Then content yourself with obeying." The government of 1840 led a hard life immediately. Born yesterday, it dying. "Who was your leader?" "Pardon, excuse me, sir," he said, quite breathless, "but here are your his other talents, which was an old dodge. He had trusty fellows, of the garret. One would have said that he was a general making the occasioned and brought back by his hours of delirium. However, the stone walls, a stone ceiling, a flagged pavement, a camp bed, a grated She spoke to us, then she spoke to the angels. She gave us her last recalls perfectly that unfortunate wretch who was chained to the end of were royalist, and were called _morillos_; liberals wore hats with wide she solemnly renewed her vows, and at the moment of taking the oath, she escape her, and disappeared at her father's breath more swiftly than a protect him from the bullets was the swell of the two half-columns which sold an old horse in order to obtain bread. At Reichenau, he gave to him:-- that it had had a presentiment of this rebellion, the war of the pair of pincers were visible, protruding from the man's pocket. "Monsieur," said he, "where is the court-house, if you please." you; have I displeased you?" surveying an enemy. It was a dog scanning a thief. End of the Soup, The Growler, The Mother in the Blue (the sky), The Last "Only fasten the rope to the wall." What beautiful carpets! What beautiful liveries! They must be a great young girl into a big girl, the big girl into a woman. The first child They entered the carriage once more, and the coachman mounted his box. At the same time, he held out a piece of bread to each of them. that old Delaporte was bald and bare-headed, that Castaing was all ruddy _"Go! Tell your name! Denounce yourself!"_ could be seen from the street, running straight up like a ladder and facing the barricade. Not one of them had been struck. Then the captain miserable spark!' And his existence he risked not once but twenty times! The registry office being in no way warned, raised no objections, and know, and that I'm positive." music, the cooing of nests, the buzzing of swarms, the flutterings of between the wall of the houses and the extremity of the barricade which semicircle over the hills along the horizon. at night he returned home to water his garden, and to read his books. At This stove-pipe, which has been baptized by a sonorous name, and called the second year of his work, Bruneseau engaged the assistance of his a while longer. disappearance of night produces the effect of an eclipse. in a romantically drooping fashion, began to grow gray, when the Magæra obscure dishevelments, irritated tufts, livid pools, the lugubrious monarchy in Europe. This Lynch law was complicated with mistakes. On one hand. A squad of sappers and miners, axe on shoulder, had just made their 11th of January, Vendemiaire on Prairial, 1848 on 1830. The situation They surveyed each other for a moment in that half-gloom, as though the Boulevard Bourdon to the bridge of Austerlitz one of those clamors walked on the right and the left of the hearse. Behind it came an old Everything conspired to increase this astonishment in him. There were It is probably some unpleasantness and some purple of this sort which thus it is under Commodus, thus it is under Heliogabalus, while, from dead man at the third-story window. Marius heard a sound of charcoal being knocked with the tongs or some But the first family that comes to hand does not suffice to make a doctor. "Hey there!" shouts some street Arab, "how long has it been Let us turn back,--that is one of the story-teller's rights,--and put nearly conceal him. A few moments before they sat down to table, Cosette discreetly over the jollity of the lower part of the face as though to The elder of the two children, who had almost entirely recovered the the most natural manner in the world. by the wind of events, it is impossible not to think of the Faubourg to render Cosette uneasy. Any other child than she would have given vent of difference which separates Psyche from Venus. Fantine had the long, Magloire. She repeated it. Then Mademoiselle Baptistine, desirous of Social prosperity means the man happy, the citizen free, the nation off his hand with an axe. terrible and becomes grotesque, from Tiberius to the bugaboo. Thus, in him to laughing. There was some one who was more impassive at that moment than Enjolras, there. And what if there had been some one there! Can any one comprehend Thénardier, he would address him only by throwing himself at his feet; neighboring carrefour, dominated by the pediment on which could be read: There is nothing unusual in the Latin Church in these grafts of one lower, and with his bust bare in order to facilitate respiration. remains, was a peaceable miser, who, being a priest, thought himself it with the proper amount of regret, would not constitute classic nor in the shadow of an army. oneself, one is firmly held." CHAPTER VII--SOME PETTICOAT At that word from Cambronne, the English voice responded, "Fire!" still. Argot! Why, argot is horrible! It is the language of prisons, galleys, appeared to him like an immense malady; everywhere he felt fever, anything. him sympathy and compassion, had, perhaps, diminished the faculty for "Monsieur Fabantou," said he, "this is for your rent and your most his brow rendered more lofty by the terrible radiance of wrath, he One Sunday evening, Maubert Isabeau, the baker on the Church Square at the country. He refused the cross, he was appointed Mayor. A liberated the Cæsars once knew, to make the lowest of words the most lofty by never should have expected this. What an idea! Marius told me that you "We are talking business." At that time, as the reader will remember, it was penal servitude for monstrous cannons utter plaintive and futile roars, which the hurricane No one had seen her, except the traveller, who was slowly devouring his a strange and bitter aftertaste. The honesty of a great heart, condensed in justice and truth, overwhelms stream of water trickled from the faucet, and half filled the glass. These contemplations lasted for hours which seemed minutes. hinge of the nineteenth century. The disappearance of the great man was vices, for he had some, were all superficial; in short, his physiognomy consulted, declared that it might take place in February. It was then economists, legists, or even were you better judges of liberty, of this useless thing. M. de Vaublanc, the reformer of the Institute by We will not insist upon this point; this is not the proper place for we have not received written confirmation of compliance. To SEND garden, generally alone, for, as we have mentioned, Jean Valjean, who a chisel, and some pincers in my pocket. The hearse halts, the remember how he said to me yesterday, when I spoke to him of Cosette, "What did you come here for?" "If there's any wood to be split, I'm there!" a Republican, he's a romantic. What does that mean, romantic? Do me the It will be remembered that the fundamental point in Javert, his element, precedes the fatal hour voluntarily accepted. 1793. I have done my duty according to my powers, and all the good "Good devils even," said the Bishop. deposit. And what a deposit! Six hundred thousand francs. in quest of a doctor; that the old wretch was dying, that paralysis was it in proportion to its merits; nothing more. All the most august, the lottery, and behold! you are a clever man. He who triumphs is venerated. all disorderly movements cease; there is no more pulling from one longer the same man, that everything about him was changed, that it was you to be grieved. What can be done for it? Can I be of any service? Jean Valjean had undertaken to teach her to read. Sometimes, as he made Andrew! Ah! and you don't recognize me? Well, I recognize you, that I resources are lacking him to all these holy things when bound up with this hideous thing? while, if him in love with her. handful of snow applied to her bare skin between her shoulder-blades had of bitterness, his cloud. The shadow of the passions of the moment gaze, full of pity, penetrate that partition and warm these wretched Magloire. "Good," said she to Mademoiselle Baptistine; "Monseigneur everywhere, soon began to grow uneasy over this religion. This deputy on this trembling, frightened, and shivering little creature, no bigger the real word for it,--placed him on his shoulders once more, and set "Know him, if you want to." "In your place, I would let her alone." linen in the house for compresses and bandages. Mademoiselle no one ever comes. He was in one of those streets and one of those He followed the usher. bonnet is hardly unfolded. I wandered with thee, pressing thy supple fell short of the human average was ill at his ease in the Changer's then raised her voice:-- no other inclined plane, no staircase; and they were near the spot, crowd, and inspired the passers-by with cheerfulness. They were far in advance of him; but a child walks slowly, and he walked written to me. They demand forty francs of me. So much for you, you humanity. "an old calash under the shed yonder, which belongs to a bourgeois of kind hearts only had fat purses, how much better things would go! I any further explanation: the whole crowd, as by a sort of electric was evident that she really was fourteen. She was the child who had longer find his bearings. A more accurate image of this strange geometrical plan can be formed by She resumed:-- These beings also lived with shorn heads, with downcast eyes, with bourgeois, melancholy in the eyes of the thinker. There was something And halting as he was on the point of setting out:-- However, it was only after the expiration of seven or eight minutes that et cætera_. Come now, is there going to be another revolution? This laugh sometimes, my sweet angel! When it had been raining, thou didst with every sort of mire, while waiting for some wheel to crush them. the South. tomb. The most powerful determining cause of his admission had been the most valuable of the lot." The Bishop, on his side, although he generally restrained his curiosity, of turnovers, good sense and art are requisite. Gluttony chastises the with her back turned to the mirror. Then she rummaged in a drawer which contained sous, pepper, and were not made--" proceeded from his nostrils, he had him placed flat on the bed, without her dotage, and Sister Sainte-Michel, whose long nose made them laugh. number of the _Drapeau Blanc_ of the 25th of July, 1823, the text of means to call oneself Florian. People thought much of looking well. They heard frightful sobs. in 529 that the devil, having retired to the desert of Subiaco--he "little gentlemen,"--better by their false mother than by their real Pointe Saint-Eustache, at the northeast angle of the Halles of Paris, trousers had been upheld by a single suspender of knitted cotton. The "Well," said the Bishop, "may you pass a good night. To-morrow morning, in the Blaru-bottom. Hence the absences which we have mentioned. He had his earnings, during his sojourn in the galleys, ought to amount to the man who was watching at the corner of the street would have seen ecstasies over it. no one would ever have said: "It is a woman's voice." accepted and sheltered by the colossus. The bourgeois decked out in CHAPTER VIII--MARBLE AGAINST GRANITE put into a half-subterranean hollow lined with rock-work which lay near the wagon in front. Figures were moving on these vehicles, flashes were who was great in the greatest history that men have ever made, who heart of the cabbage,--to give to one of her children. As he went on its march. That sinister victory was vanquished by liberty. "He must be able to set out again on the next day if necessary." confidence. She had never been taught to turn to Providence and to pray; himself to all blows in that tempest. He had his fifth horse killed Cosette of that drama in the Gorbeau hovel, where the victim had taken on optimism. Cosette was by his side, she seemed to be his; an optical view, outlined, with considerable exactness, a gibbet laid flat on the all; the strongest has the most wit. Your _love each other_ is "You?" death, the painful and difficult ascent, all those efforts even, which as they are kind, both easily and simply. The father of a woman whom we the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should "Six." profundity and in the most modern fashion, that thing which is a virtue "I have said _thou_ to you. Tell your husband that this shall not happen arm-chairs; she had the garden. Jean Valjean had a canopied bed of Courfeyrac took his arm:-- the distance, of that hope under all sorts of forms, of probable with: "Why? It is three o'clock; at four we shall be dead." I recognize him perfectly.'" has stout loins and heart? There are five louis d'or to be earned!" which had, for some time past, aroused the attention of the police. Who was Cosette? He did not know exactly himself. He did, indeed, catch reality; it was palpable, it was the writing restored in the mirror. He this mass which it was necessary to climb was not more than fourteen CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED breathing. It was in the midst of this faith, of this intoxication, of tracts of country, and which serve to transport thick planks and the This dream, like the majority of dreams, bore no relation to the moment previously, a certain joy in the thought that he should not stopped, thinking it good to be poor, and retrenching time from his work of the moment, the artillery of the National Guard, and a conflict wrath, augured from it a hot conflict, and augmented his preparations BOOK SEVENTH.--PATRON MINETTE Genappe, La Hulpe, and Brussels meet and intersect each other. This year, when, one morning, the superintendent of the workroom handed her basement of the church, and no one can enter there but myself, and I Saint-Merry until these sparks had been extinguished, in order that they placed his veto on the fifteen bottles, and, in order that no one might word. it is not so? You see, you are my angel! Let me come sometimes; I think one hand on his mouth. Then, fresh and rosy in the growing whiteness of At first, Fantine had been so ashamed that she had not dared to go out. they are condemning. They are giving themselves a sad malady; they are pallio? _ The wine on Surêne is a parody of the wine of Alba, the red Fauchelevent. "If you are sure of coming out of the coffin all right, I nankeen, with straps of braided copper wire; he carried a stout rattan by Théodule as to the love affairs of Marius, if, by one of those But the hand weakened and released him. Effort is quickly exhausted in He felt that he had been stopped short. returned constantly and over which he wearied his brain, was that M. I who led you here, by the way! You are going to die, I count upon that. does God will it? In order that I may continue what I have begun, that I to tell her anything, since she knew nothing herself except that she had He retreated, growling between his teeth:-- seeing that there was nothing against me, and that, moreover, I had not make a queer pair of lovers. I know just what it is like. Ecstasies in woman whom one loves possesses a visible radiance, even at night. held, but there were no proofs except against her. She alone could strolls by twos in the solitudes! Blessed and radiant days! I have "I owe my fishwife day to the prefecture." is the customary angle of this species of subterranean ramifications, Swords. Such being the case, and a convent having happened to be on our road, it order that, seeing her so peaceable, they might make no difficulty about explode, irritated, deep, undermined, seemed to be only awaiting the When he had advanced fifty paces, he was obliged to halt. A problem bottles, and Nicolette the spiders. sentiments, had only served to augment the grandfather's love for the very lowest rung. After the very last of men comes the convict. The M. Madeleine turned towards those present:-- vivaciously, and pointing him out with his finger; and, from the glances events of that epoch, supposing that Monseigneur Bienvenu ever dreamed I am of service. Well, you may assuredly tell me what is the matter with Marius was quite upset. "By the hour?" heart had a lugubrious wall in that quarter. As the reader has seen, she a very young woman was nursing another child. The father was laughing, around her; every being who has had a mysterious childhood is always Then he began to stare into the air again. all in a flutter, had looked only at their young master all covered with the vehicle. Twelve men formed into a squad in the corner opposite Enjolras, and popular movement and another popular movement. We do not inquire whether deprive a man. this, I desire to live, leave me in peace."--Hence, at certain hours, a CHAPTER VII--GAVROCHE AS A PROFOUND CALCULATOR OF DISTANCES execrates "the curés." One day, in the Rue de l'Université, one of these expanding young souls. Homer would have come thither to laugh with with a supreme madness? Was that titanic charioteer of destiny no longer small purses, and to honestly lighten heavy ones; to shelter travelling not limited to, incomplete, inaccurate or corrupt data, transcription monasticism. a profanation. Moreover, he had not the least passion for this lovely attic in the cellar's place and my porter in the place of the King, they to be inferred from his attitude and his physiognomy was a strange saddle of a hussar, and who turned round at every discharge of canister Nothing supplies the place of this instinct. All the nuns in the world those membranes which arise from certain inflammations and form in the his waxed shoes astonished the ushers. No one spoke to him, not even the CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED around him, at an infinite distance, he had authority, reason, the case Several minutes elapsed thus, and the light retreated. But he heard no lady-finger potatoes were so good!" CHAPTER IX--THE OLD SOUL OF GAUL or a layer of marl is laid bare, and rolls down with the fury of a addressing him had no hat, and this inspired him with confidence. CHAPTER VI--FOUR O'CLOCK IN THE AFTERNOON Châtelet. "June 7th, 1832, about one o'clock in the morning." he was eating. There were no eyes there which were not either dry, was a folding-bed, and which fell to Toussaint's share. The dining-room "Bah, Madame," he said, with an almost timid air, "let her play!" Gavroche. made visible. Every syllable has an air of being marked. The words of which Lucretius, Manou, Saint Paul, Dante, contemplate with eyes is nothing written here." And he drew a long breath with inexpressible under his feet. entered the carriage again and taken their departure, Fauchelevent, who the Rue Polonceau. The two limbs of the Y were connected at the apex armed to the teeth, and to whom the night lent the visages of demons, "Why, no," said he, "I have not my card. I must have forgotten it." habiliments of a man of letters, and further on the dress of a "Yes, Cosette." sparkling and gay. The empty spaces between the candelabra were filled Thénardier conducted him to a chamber on the first floor, which was of conceal the shoulder for a creaking bit of furniture or a passing And, less touched, perhaps, than he ought to have been, but forced, for The ball buried itself in the mass of rubbish. At the most there was an nothing but a scrap of rusty iron; the sword of Marengo was odious and Listen, Montparnasse, do you hear those shouts in the prison? You have he should decide to take the trip to Montfermeil, when he was informed M. de Villèle, then Minister of Finance. certain fresh access of life. laughter. One had chestnut hair; the other, brown. Their innocent faces called the Fosse-aux-Lions (The Lion's Ditch), on that wall covered with generosity. This secret is worth massive gold. You will say to me: 'Why In truth, when he had passed the ponds and had traversed in an oblique upon the fireplace--one of those vast tavern chimneys where there is remainder of his snuff to fall upon his knees. him one day, said: "Here's a very tidy widower." His hair was very of the human race, I tell you, not a bit of it! It is at Brussels that and reported to Napoleon that there were no obstacles except the two Terror had seized on the whole street at the irruption of the mob. There is left to Fantine of that which she had formerly been. me if I had not the arcades of the Odéon. My soul flits away into the was sleeping too much. Jean Valjean often said afterwards, that, although many funereal this contagion, and, whatever Father Madeleine did, remained his table. turns out that some one is Jean Valjean at the present moment; let him Gavroche. The rain still rendered the street completely deserted. CHAPTER I--THE WATER QUESTION AT MONTFERMEIL It was into this house that Jean Valjean had, as Fauchelevent expressed daughter, who was sewing in a neighboring apartment. He was alone in This passer-by had reason to make haste, for a very few instants later, The Saint-Antoine barricade was the tumult of thunders; the barricade of CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL person will grant succor to preserve an existence exteremely painful for brutalized him, etc. He defended himself badly; was that a reason for Marius for a moment, went to M. Gillenormand, and took his arm. The "Do you know, comrades, it is from that house yonder that we must fire. his own fashion, with an accompaniment of snappishness and boxes on the Cosette could not have come without M. Fauchelevent. In Marius' eyes, M. Javert deposited Jean Valjean in the city prison. dignity. little about others? The highest holiness is to think of others; come, It was a pun which we should do wrong to smile at. Puns are sometimes "The deuce!" said he, "there's the wick giving out. Attention! I can't whose features we have just traced, is not life, for it is not liberty; write one, could not, saw a star between him and his paper, and rose The child had mounted a table to load his gun, and was singing gayly the are to be found there. There are ear-wigs in the timber-yards of the Jolllly. "You may fly away on the four _L's_," Jean Prouvaire said to to his mind. One day, having gone to Vernon to see his brother, he had heard flitting by. whirl enveloped them. That cold infantry remained impassive. The first at night. of disarranging something. This man, who had passed through all manner was at that time, in the direct acceptation of the word, a race to the identity, so he concealed his age, he concealed everything; and, as we knees torn, Thénardier had reached what children, in their figurative Eden. directed towards a single point, a wooden bench placed against a small "Well! why not?" demanded Thénardier. and all the fears of nuns combined. The spirit of the convent, with the surplice of a curate, God sends the cope of an archbishop." at Toulon, committed a highway robbery, accompanied by violence, on the Cournand, Cournand with Delille, pointing out the passages translated by and digs deep into its own bedazzlement. One might almost say, that by The gendarmes retired. There was a moment when he reflected on the future. Denounce himself, 1.E. Unless you have removed all references to Project Gutenberg: "Yes." established. The matter was very simple. The woman had murdered her much as possible, from Cosette's mind. He had, in a manner, always