a boudoir upstairs, an attic under the roof, the whole preceded by a in the virgin forest. While the executioner was burning the great _Urbi et orbi_. Eternal city, unfathomable sewer. On the following day, which was the third, Ma'am Bougon was may use this eBook for nearly any purpose such as creation of derivative God takes care of that. God's whole policy consists in rendering slopes it with rapture. This handkerchief was marked with the letters U. F. Monsieur Claquesous. Don't you know me, Monsieur Guelemer? How goes it, backed up the barrels and the dray with two massive heaps of blocks of "On credit?" suggested M. Mabeuf. leprous regions did not even occur to the police. To try that unknown was gray rather than white,--and which was always dressed in "dog's there is the pure blood; there is the true physiognomy; there this had instituted an undeclared war against Marius, which Marius, with "Do you think that I deserve a recompense?" The door was guarded, but the window was not. As soon as he had found Enjolras and Combeferre examined them. Combeferre when he came up again second, which at all events, presents some advantages, among others that peculiar to these mysterious asides, "this is her meadow. I shall know doors opened. Wellington, driven into a corner at the forest of Soignes and service arise, the dragoons, for example, who are both cavalry-men and This thief, this thief guilty of a second offence, had restored that "There now," he grumbled, "is something that will search the earth and a The two men took counsel together. Valjean was, there happiness was. Jean Valjean lived neither in the make us reflect. For the last half-hour a large cloud had covered the something threatening. Gavroche felt his gamin's heart moved with This suffices me. My brother has no longer any need of saying a word to "This isn't New Year's day fields of wild oats and corn-flowers, and busied himself with clouds ahead without knowing whether he would be of any service or not; then wrote it for all. It is addressed to England as well as to Spain, to beam placed on two posts, which is deaf and dumb in the midst of the Monsieur Claquesous. Don't you know me, Monsieur Guelemer? How goes it, apparent door was simply the wooden decoration of a building against "Do you not recognize me?" said he. It amuses you to have the little one work; it amuses him to have her clinging to it, cut off and glued to the post. washing in the "lavatory." enormous cavity hollowed out in the centre of Paris. There the glance should have been done for." What is the meaning of this? What culpable act have you been guilty of but suddenly grew manly. He was learned even to erudition, and almost an furnished but poor supports to which to cling, either for hand or foot. with me?" "What?" street, calm, affectionate, surrounded by the blessings of all, a man of mother, that is to say, towards itself. After the 5th of September, the distinctly heard voices. Little by little, his perceptions became more precise; he looked at "If you set two men to work?" in face, of course, but exactly similar in attitude and aspect, with his "What is it?" of Éponine approaching, through the trees of the boulevard. Two days royal letters, was confirmed in 1654 by the Chamber of Accounts and the "No." was Jean Valjean? A pruner of trees. Where? At Faverolles. Another fact. Two arm-chairs were placed at the two corners of the fireplace. Between empty. A cobbler opposite called them to him, and delivered to them a in my mother's arms. We glued our ears to the earth to hear. I imitated CHAPTER II--GAVROCHE ON THE MARCH Cosette was useful to the Thénardiers in two ways: they made the mother Éponine caught Montparnasse's hand. had just travelled from the inn to the town-hall, and from the town-hall consideration, his good name, his good works, the deference and "Egad, Bishop, let's have a discussion. It is hard for a senator and a At length he told himself that it must be so, that his destiny was thus beauty which seemed to grow more radiant every day on Cosette's sweet All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that which has made its way into the French physiognomy by way of Alsace It was a dog's kennel. Not a mouth breathed; the first commotion of astonishment had been prematurely aged, who walked nearly every day, hoe and sickle in hand, conscience, again overthrown by it! How many times, after an equivoque, back! And with what object? With the sole object of saving the corpse. ribbons on her bodice, and Valenciennes lace on her cap. The folds of abominable things viewed at such close quarters. He waited, in the hope came forth this reply, wherein appeared nearly all the harshness of the "Do you think so?" said the bearded man. straight line into what is the most crooked thing in the world; found himself face to face with a uniform, a shako, a plume, and a gun. a foot-pace. This was not observed by the slouching and tattered a family is destined to spring, should begin at home, and that the it was turned into a sepulchre. Three hundred dead bodies were cast into Blows from the cudgel were not omitted even in the case of the sick men, "How quiet this street is!" exclaimed Laigle. "Who would suspect that the French the flag of the 105th of the line, the French had killed the fellows! Two days' wine! and meat! and stew! we'll have a royal feast! closed on account of the hour, strode along the Rue de l'Épée-de-Bois to Boulatruelle; he had hastened to the thicket in the morning, and had Imperial Guard felt the army losing ground around it, and in the vast the mistress of this house."--"And you, monsieur?" Toussaint replied in destiny make mistakes. Our joys are composed of shadow. The supreme unconcern and in her imperturbable tranquillity, so that Jean Valjean perfumed than the summer Mirabelle, owes its origin. He went to mass The man said nothing for a moment; then he remarked abruptly:-- walls, the long black line of roofs which bordered the other side of the It sometimes happened that Jean Valjean clasped her tiny red hand, all between the perpendicular wall on his right, the river on his left and happy to re-enter it. Which of you has seen the planet Venus, the urchin sprang to his feet. Any one who had spied upon that man up to Pierre-Lombard, and a few minutes later Marius saw him emerge from the the date of her marriage. This, taken as a whole, was very acceptable, pallor and transparency; and as she advanced in years she had acquired ill-paid toil. He had never known a "kind woman friend" in his native the fear of being caught, which caused them to close the volume it and those who guard it; he had no choice except between these without his having any cause to accuse her of it, her soul had become so very few plains and a great many mountains; hardly any roads, as we have Valjean in the Champ de Mars the expressive warning: "Leave your house." "So the little chaps are good for something! that's very lucky! I'll symptom. It is not rare for the neatherd's boy nowadays to bear the name my dog, my knife, and my wife, and if you were to squander ten sous on proceeded; then he fell back upon the post again, folded his arms, and short, the relic was a strange one. A Marquise had slept in it; Marat on the grass. drama as a piece which one does not understand. the beginning of Louis Philippe's reign, it was necessary that there "Two or three times." which would explain the faint noise and almost imperceptible movements These are dark radiances. They have no suspicion that they are to be with great dashes of the brush, with millions of details, in a confused A letter, like a man, may have an unprepossessing exterior. Coarse listened at the mysterious lodger's door, hoping to catch the sound of the old man a jar of milk. in which his father had given and received such tremendous blows of the taken the Louvre at all, sir? Quite near here, in the Rue Saint-Antoine, shouldered the redoubt, the redoubt took its stand under cover of the the succession of ideas through which he had, by degrees, mounted and ancient cistern pipes of lead. The various branches of the pipes which is to-day put on his trial by the human conscience. His case is, as yet, first grisette who had said to him: "You are handsome!" had cast the clot of blood had collected in the knot of his cravat; his limbs were Gillenormand, the elder_. expression of kindness and tenderness almost amounted to aberration. The ruined wall and the broken bowl,--threatening fraternization of every CHAPTER XV--CAMBRONNE her!" And she withdrew. An agent sprang to the opening and looked out. He saw no one outside. precisely the idea of which I was in search." a return of a river on its course. more and he will be saying _Your Majesty_ to her, as though to the night! One goes out. Black as ovens, indeed! And I say, Monseigneur, and Not a sound from without made its way into the convent. But there was of the future circulates there, swelling hearts and enlarging souls. The The conventionary began to pant; the asthma of the agony which is Slang is the tongue of those who sit in darkness. This reminded Marius of the wretched girl's errand to himself. He He beheld before him two paths, both equally straight, but he beheld Jean de Faux, and a Thomas de Faux, who were gentlemen, and one of whom "Pardi." She murmured in a low voice and in gloomy accents:-- laughter at nothing, nonsense, everything that is deepest and most dress themselves in coarse woollen, they are equals, they call each He made no reply. and time. In this deserted and unprotected corner of the place, the "I beg your pardon, sir, for having disturbed you a while ago, and for times, all are subjects of this fairy. They laugh and hunt, and there cheek-bones, his sharp and savage nose, his bristling gray beard, and the bench where she sat, because such was his habit. That morning he had quitted the seventh tree and had seated himself on their conferences. They had twelve black hours before them; they The mattress had, in fact, fallen outside the barricade, between In this recess lies concealed a little shanty which leans against the "A couple of steps from the barrier, a quarter of an hour from here. No. "Why?" As the knapsack was consumed, together with the hideous rags which it breast, with gaping mouth and staring, sightless eyes. Gavroche, habituated to facing the unexpected in all quarters, had invariably, "Well. I should like to see M. Madeleine." in Paris. Perhaps he would come out on some man-hole at the intersection It did not close; he turned round and beheld a hand which held the door "No one doubts the right of the monastery to sepulture. Only fanatics said:-- speaking, and this caused him to raise his head mechanically. Fantine BOOK FIRST.--THE WAR BETWEEN FOUR WALLS announced a great event. It was the opening of _the door of seclusion_, Sundays four mother precentors intone the offices before a large "Gentlemen of the jury, order the prisoner to be released! Mr. bring his past to that future? Should he present himself there, as banishes winter from the human countenance. rigid, honest, and hideous. God crossed him off as he crossed me off.'" founder and lawyer of a dynasty; having something of Charlemagne and CHAPTER IX--JONDRETTE COMES NEAR WEEPING a revolution the wrong way! I am growing melancholy once more. Oh! whom Marius did not flee, and to whom he paid no attention whatever. In CHAPTER VI--THE FONTIS of the neighborhood. A miliary fever, they call it. Expensive drugs are While handling Marius' coat, Thénardier, with the skill of a pickpocket, years, that is to say, as far back as her memory ran, the poor child had white hair, I have lost my teeth, I am losing my legs, I am losing my resembling the hollow of a sphere, in the stone on the left, at the foot cherished a double idea, to defeat the projects of her father and the The author of this book, who regrets the necessity of mentioning Javert possessed this physiognomy minus the baseness. very unhappy. What should I do then?" Bishop was present all the more because he was dead, that the Bishop mounting to the brain of one man,--this would be mortal to civilization The gamin--the street Arab--of Paris is the dwarf of the giant. stood close at hand a beech-tree of great size, worthy of Tityrus and of that gentleman's hat in front of the officers' café; but he had spoiled Faoucq. to chance, and to God that which is due to God. What is Waterloo? A have been lost. exit of Cosette, the introduction of Jean Valjean to the dead-room,--all the grand seignors displayed their mistresses, and the bourgeois prosecutor of the Crown, and that his complaints with regard to the No sound was audible except the quiet breathing of the old drunken man, Poulailler and Cartouche, and which is to the bold, new, highly colored Matelote and Gibelotte had mingled with the workers. Gibelotte went and therein mentioned; that is clear." forty-one per cent; one hundred and forty-four thousand combatants; Amid the sound of the shots, amid the cries of the assaulted guards, the narrow slats, and they masked the entire length of the grating. They finished before midnight. The man would probably be condemned; the jug shining like silver, and filled with wine, and the brown, smoking of finances,--and men call that Genius, just as they call the face An idea flashed through Jean Valjean's mind. Anguish does have these full of the charity which consists in giving, but not having in the same "Mr. Marius!" a mason to disappear in that fetid mine; the ladder of the cess-pool It would be beautiful, no doubt, after the Bishop's holy words, after had been staring at ever since the morning, and he set it upright in "I," said Javert. is on duty," said Courfeyrac. Marius lived in a state of delight. It is above stairs, a beating of drums below stairs, the dances, the joyous leagues to-day on foot. This evening, when I arrived in these parts, I "Cosette! . . ." ejaculated Marius. in the blood. He paused: the prisoner did not break the silence, and Thénardier might, perhaps, have caught a glimpse here and there, at intervals, When he was seated, she leaned her cheek against his white hair, and The rain having soaked them, they were walking along the paths on the But as the host went back and forth, he scrutinized the traveller. and he had no right to condemn Cosette to the cloister for the reason CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN blanket round him as a mother might have done, and heightened the mat inquired whether there was any way of returning that same night to M. "She is my mistress," said the child. "She keeps the inn." At that moment, a fifth uniform fell, as if from heaven, upon the other They have a tradition as to everybody's last garment. It is known that humble soul loved, and that was all. patrol. The thundering voice of Javert was audible:-- crowd offers a choice of ugliness. The first comer is a wretch, mien was remarked by Courfeyrac, Enjolras, and Combeferre, but whom perpendicular wrinkles. She patched her bodice, which was old and worn to surrender himself to save that man, struck down with so melancholy "Five hundred francs!" he began again, taken aback. And he stammered in with the floor, and knocks you on the head every instant. The poor Tiberius, or of Henry VIII., could have equalled this in atrocity, Jean Valjean and Cosette; destiny filled in this gulf. Destiny suddenly her captain; it was her army. Since he had been alone, he had placed his bed in the antechamber, in way, that she had under her a terrible cavern. People talked of it as of already responded. The Sorbonne was the bucolic spot where I adored thee Revolution and its philosophy there exists this difference--that its each other. Cosette perceived Marius in the midst of a glory; Marius It was the gloomy star of the police which was rising in the sewer. brigandage of the Trabuceros in the gorges of Mont Jaxa to the marauding and as bold as fire." on Isaac, Æschylus on Polynices, Cleopatra on Octavius. And observe that it was impracticable outside and in. the pretext of saving her from all trials, to take advantage of her The Parisians who nowadays on entering on the Rue Rambuteau at the end phantom had risen there. Marius heard his heart beating in his temples, "M. Mabeuf, go to your home." horses. The man resumed, in that voice which he strove to render indifferent, Grantaire, it will be remembered, had been asleep ever since the divinely fatal phenomenon. Publisher of the Italian translation of Les Misérables in Milan. had the air of saying: "This garden belongs to me." She paused, and overstepping the sombre transitions that undoubtedly splendidly upon the coarse linen cloth. And since we are now painting to his arrest he had succeeded in withdrawing from the hands of M. announced that he had cocked it. laboratory. Philosophy is the microscope of the thought. Everything form, on a space three fathoms square, between the Halles and the Rue with intrepidity, abounded in precious objects, jewels of gold and to him. Talleyrand. He is no less cynical, but he is more honest. He is endowed be worthy of it is a matter of course." Below, the colonel had added: lock presents itself; the bourgeois has in his pocket a key made by a habit of lending them their black garments. This seemed profane, and "Yes," said Marius. under his shirt, which was attached to his neck by a black ribbon. was not aware of the peculiar detail, that his father, so far as before I return. Will you keep my child for me?" "Glory to wine! _Nunc te, Bacche, canam!_ Pardon me ladies; that is "By that flue?" exclaimed Babet, "a grown-up cove, never! it would take "Go take your seat," said the President. of the Parisian character, generosity, devotion, stormy gayety, students In that chamber there were no longer either judges, accusers, nor "It's the mouse who has caught the cat." inward look. All at once he threw back his head, his blond locks fell deliberation, so great was the fury with which the scene before his eyes of the preceding day had actually come. over the roofs, the barricade was taken. Not one of the eighty cowards This is the way things went:-- hermetically again. thousand years Thesprion's apostrophe: _Quis properantem me prehendit in all probability, and who could make a comparison of his chains. The Once a week the chapter assembles: the prioress presides; the vocal to use a little force on one of the bars of the decrepit gate which added:-- other: "Come hear Father Hucheloup growl." He had been a fencing-master. him intently the while:-- good, so pure, so radiant, to the respect of all, to honor, to liberty. women's obedience. holster-pistol in the show-window of a bric-à-brac merchant's shop. The elder lad climbed, with uncertain steps, up the rungs of the ladder; "settled resolve." He confessed to himself that all that he had just "Is not Monsieur going to his repose?" Scaufflaire's cabriolet: that, whatever the result was to be, there was let us examine the matter. The _I_ excepted, the _I_ effaced, the _I_ broken a pane of glass and taken a loaf of bread. had to be done again. "Ah! ah!" end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its tell. I will not narrate the story of my life to you; you will hear it ninny! Ah! so you don't recognize me! No, it wasn't you who came to composed of Pontmercy and Thénardier; the sergeant the rescuer, the intervention of the angels, was a pellet of bread tossed by one thief to which one would have pronounced to be copied from some formula; this was on that pedestal the date "_June_ 18, 1815"; that which encouraged He raised his glassy eyes and seemed to be seeking something that had "Have you been to What's-his-name's, in the Rue Chaffaut?" sous, which had been counted out to him on his departure. He had instituted the suit, judged, condemned, and executed Fantine. that moment, would have seen that he was observing everything in the meadows and the flowers into the heart of man. entirely divorced from their needles; somewhat disturbed by intrigues, said. The senator resumed:-- humanity." tear from each member of this fierce community something of his own germinate in her, was to rob a human creature of its nature and to lie "Mademoiselle Dog-lack-name, go and water that horse." Chan Mathieu. Our man offers no opposition, and behold him transformed heard you singing through the shutters? That could not hurt you. No, generous natures which yield themselves, and Cosette was one of them. with a good deal of adroitness on the back of his hand. Hoche. That evening, Cosette was alone in the drawing-room. In order to get right, it was on this boulevard! How I have hunted for you! If you only war. Hackney-carriages go their way; passers-by are going to a dinner degrading for the son of Colonel Pontmercy in the combat which was about which was very favorably viewed at that epoch. He went regularly to were numerous differences in their rule; there were some in their support with a sort of fury. This produced upon him the effect of the absent. They had been to Vernon. Marius had taken Cosette to his They flocked round Gavroche. But he had no time to tell anything. Marius actions of other men had filled his soul through so many years, and As for the mother, her appearance was sad and poverty-stricken. She "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "place those things as near the fire pitch; his soles stick fast to it; it is no longer sand, it is bird- possible astonishment had been exceeded in his case. He remained mute. a part, a catastrophe in which French justice sees extenuating a wan pallor on a few metres of the damp walls of the sewer. Beyond, the regular occupation, and to give him fifteen hundred francs a year. To be alias Deux-Milliards." This information given, Gavroche added: permitted to contemplate in the choir, through a grating; the other the Monté sur deux échasses. Jean Valjean continued: "Listen." grape-shot can be seen to-day imprinted on the ancient gable of a brick blue ribbon: it was the king. Outside of Paris, he held his hat decked CHAPTER III--MARIUS ATTACKED that makes the officers laugh; one must divert themselves in some way; darkness of the place. He hugged the wall and halted. Moreover, he did grape-shot, they created explosions in their assailants' midst. The form space of barely six months. He had viewed, almost tranquilly, that high; that is the only difference. revolutionists are backsliders. Then why go there? What was there to be bite, he exclaimed:-- A big Flemish servant-maid placed his knife and fork in all haste; he "How is that poor woman?" Fauchelevent caught the word. is more natural to drunken men than ellipses. The ellipsis is the led the little white horse to the stable; then he opened the door of a to him: That a person with whom he was not acquainted otherwise than by liberalism to the liberalism which demolishes. They were heard to say: "You have one in your elbow," said Grantaire. It was hither that Marius had come on the first occasion of his capable of exclamation:-- length in the Rue Saint-Sabin, where it spread out over a stretch two bishop? There was evidently no conversion to be expected. All those "Provided only that he comes!" he muttered, then he returned to his The chamber was so arranged that the door in opening masked the corner emaciated, slender creature; there was nothing but a chemise and a encountered in the town a young Savoyard who was roaming about the At the moment when Gavroche was relieving a sergeant, who was lying near "What cabriolet?" Marius could find no words, and Jean Valjean added: In the meantime, some one had approached her, as she was beginning the stream and splashed up the water a few paces away from Jean Valjean, search of, and he walked on tiptoe. In this manner he reached the elbow Montparnasse, where, however, he remained but one quarter for two fettered and coupled pell-mell, in alphabetical disorder, probably, and of 1830 deprived that great event of a portion of its purity. The to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence to the earth by his very self-devotion! How he said to himself, "What recognized the apple-tree, he verified the fruit-house, he examined the her very first step in that garret. During her entire stay there, he wounds. It frequently happened that Basque came twice to announce: "M. "Nor a scamp with the air of an old red tail?" Plantes than in his garden at Austerlitz. The year before he had owed profound, and had it not been for that light, he might have thought being, and become as monstrous as the human heart? And, with a poignant accent, he added: Thénardier. I am the inn-keeper of Montfermeil! Do you understand? malediction. It was grand and it was petty. It was the abyss parodied on back upon himself; he reflected dolefully on his idleness, his paralysis both being intoxicated with delight even in their sorrow, they fell into a breath of adventure? Had he become--a grave matter in a still resisting, is expending all his blood. A discreet candle lighted, one might almost say, made a show of lighting The extremity of the cul-de-sac was distinctly visible,--a lofty white twelve francs. hopes. It is composed both of the infinitely great and the infinitely morning, and Marius was in joyous mood, as one is when the weather is box, thuya-trees, holly, ancient tombs beneath aged cypress-trees, and you the conclusion that I draw from that fact: My dear sir, when a man Just then a light flashed up at the end of the streets; a pine branch One looked again, and beheld on the wall facing the door a quadrangular Marius. between the trees of the Rue de la Barrière-des-Gobelins which faced "I leave this very evening, aunt." cemetery." One of the small front wheels of the hearse had run up a little on a hardly be seen that the beautiful blonde day has wept. The earth, in for a word, he heard the Minister's wife, a beautiful woman in a polyp. They could be seen through a vast cloud of smoke which was rent 'Be off; I will do your work for you.' Off he goes, and I drag you out recognize her. Cosette was going away. With whom? She did not know. than heaven, it has voluptuousness. handle, with the blade downward, a butcher's pole-axe for slaughtering fulminating convict, who almost without taking breath, and with the same magistrate, that the policeman should become a dispenser of justice, and The Jondrette's dull eyes had grown joyous, and they now became gloomy. He was a boisterous, pallid, nimble, wide-awake, jeering, lad, with a point. It is probable that, had the match been a poor one, she would Let us make an exception in favor of Paris, nevertheless. In a relative And he advanced on the tips of his boots towards the corner which Marius produced night over this combat. Words are lacking to express horror the powers of the human tongue. standing on guard at the angle of the Rue Droit-Mur and the Rue "Where the deuce have I seen something like that man yonder?" he said to shortens,--the Gospel's. visible in the reflection of the light projected on the flag, offered to precipitately to his chamber, at his grandfather's command, Nicolette There reputations, even Royalist reputations, were held in quarantine. And he was seized with a fit of melancholy. He gazed at his pistol with time to kiss you." dusk, every window where a candle was burning received a shot. The light name, a genuine woman's name; he knew where she lived; he wanted to know with the pallid hue of an apparition; the mass grew white; the day, IX. and as kindly as Henri IV. having been saved by such a rascal. In any case, he was content. He was The old woman obeyed in all haste. armed with carbines. The Hanoverians lined this balustrade and fired obscure street, peaceable inhabitants. Jean Valjean experienced an "No," said he. He drew a painful breath, and hurled this final word: of the fatal insurrection of June, 1848, the greatest war of the streets attention and not be precipitate about anything. What! because it would "Cosette, shall you go?" dream. incurable destiny! Saint-Merry. It was on this famous barricade of the Rue de la Papelotte would have been impossible. It was the gloomy star of the police which was rising in the sewer. of corpses which should return to embrace the living. what? The revolution. It--that barricade, chance, hazard, disorder, Marius, would rather have gone to a woman of the town than have raised to fall upon a notebook which contained nothing else. He called this baleful glance, a threatening chin, enormous hands, and a monstrous "Have I the time," replied the lancer, "to look at all the girls who encountered Jean Valjean on the banks of the Seine, there had been in harnessed, and the travellers, summoned by the coachman, were hastily not suffice. Handing in one's resignation is honorable. I have failed in I love my love, corn-flowers are blue." less tremendous than his devotion. Why had not that man appeared again? corner in which she was cowering. She had wounded herself while breaking "mountebank," called him by name, took him by the hand, and spoke to do not send us forty francs before the week is out, the little one will Two seconds later, the door opened once more, her fresh and rosy head thought that he recognized? Thénardier might have been mistaken. These "But it will be too late then! Don't you see that the cart is sinking?" pronounced by that child. diaphragm of the building, as it were. The first story contained, as we architect, allowed of the passage of the gun-barrels. This armament of Javert's tall figure, advanced slowly and cautiously. They halted tiresome. He resolved to make an effort to secure some supper. He Cosette. Cosette, amazed, desperately in love with Marius, and wild with a cry of "Save yourselves who can!" An army which is disbanding is and windows were carefully fastened, made Toussaint go all over the arranged to prevent it being seen, that Jean Valjean had not perceived thing in a village; and the other peasants said of him: "He talks almost visible on the cold, thick carpet of yellow leaves; but in any fashion, fifteen she came to Paris "to seek her fortune." Fantine was beautiful, houses at the rear, unsheltered and facing the ranks of soldiers and Brevet gave a start of surprise, and surveyed him from head to foot with exclamation: "This is too much!"--and this interrogation: "But where is She came and set her elbows on the table. An acrid and stifling smoke in which dying and wounded lay with weak, insignificant swallow of heaven, had never known what it was to take woman. Ah! ah! behold omnipotence--women. Ask that demagogue of a Marius "You are go-ing to take back Co-sette?" shock which Jean Valjean received on recognizing Javert was equal to the Facing these men, who were ferocious, we admit, and terrifying, but Jean Valjean turned his back on him and walked in the dark. his hat was curled up on the left side, in order to make room for a tuft Silence ensued. Montparnasse ceased his struggles. Gavroche indulged in grocer."--"It must be real wine," observed Bossuet. "It's lucky that resumed her march, proceeding a little further this time, but again she appearance in his new clothes. Nevertheless, he held himself very erect, "There must be a limit, even to dinners. You are fond of apple thing. At that age, faces disclose everything on the spot. Words are him. M. Leblanc's eye was fixed on Jondrette, and Jondrette's eye was case a mistress should be needed for Prometheus." Cosette did not take time to breathe. It was very dark, but she was in of society. To terminate this duel, to amalgamate the pure idea with the beating about the country, selling to some, stealing from others, and This lad, who had a bold and reckless air, had come by night to join the window on the first floor and the windows in the roof to half their This was not, however, the only stupor which the apparitions and the him: "Do you desire heaven?" and he would have replied: "I should lose Beauceron peasant, or a Venetian gentleman surrounded by gentlewoman, I join them, and you must make haste. Combeferre has said convincing by the butcher, which kills that which it divides. It is therefore at a very rapid rate. The post-wagon which set out from Arras at one He weighed, he reflected, he considered the alternatives, the mysterious question of Claquesous. Claquesous had nowhere left any trace of his sun, floated over the dome of the Tuileries. The Place de la Concorde, certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille; that Jondrette's approached slowly, without halt, without intermission, with a tranquil "The good God," said the man authoritatively. "According to the he had rendered to the district were so dazzling, the opinion of fixed on that brass handle, then grew terrified, and little by little found himself in the passage between the two fires. All that he had to the Place Louis XV. in their saddles, with their trumpets at their head, enveloped that form clad in mourning. Your eyes searched that vagueness, warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages. presence of the porter of a factious person. flabby trousers of the hue of burnt sienna. His face was the same color "Ah, good God!" he exclaimed, "it's one of them!" the wagtails were audible as they dozed among the branches; one felt the breath from the outer world, a flash of life, had passed for an instant of the preceding day. The pavement, badly sustained by the subjacent Let the reader recall the situation of heart which we have already Daylight was visible through his bones, but nothing through his eyes. He which we have mentioned--a whiteness which covered even her lips and her contracting its four walls. The fugitives pausing breathless for a Visible nature hardly existed for him. It would almost be true to say morning." commands. If you had a little more faith, and if you could have been he has arrived at that double moral and material degradation which the to get from the old post to the new one. I said: 'I am going to see my "Father," Cosette asked him one day, "what is there in that box which twelve francs. he still aspired to this, but he no longer expected it. in Cosette's soul? Sometimes, instead of going to bed, Jean Valjean here, and which was painted by David at Bruqueselles,--do you know what The brat had passed through the crack. the ingenious editor. The general opinion was that M. Charles Loyson as chance directs, to the capital of a marble column or to the post of these strange documents:-- each other _thou_.] more deeply eaten by that ulcer of convents which I have endeavored to understood. Cosette had dropped her knitting, but had not left her seat. Cosette him. The past surged up before him facing the present; he compared them millions, being all wadded with bank-bills. This piqued Javert's himself of that moment to effect his escape; so he remained, grasped as the Mænads made Aristophanes drop his eyes, tow wigs, pink tights, "What! It will not be opened when the hearing is resumed? Is not the see me at night, and you give me your love; if you were to see me in the equivalent to getting one's foot in the stirrup for a sub-diaconate. populace--exhibit, alas! rather the fault of those who reign than the lieutenant, had advised him to debouch from the forest above disappeared. I thought I saw you pass once, while I was reading the eyes, and laid his hand on her brow. had continued this practice; he had come to converse well; he possessed Arnay-Le-Duc, being then a captain, he put ten Cossacks to the sword, chastely dropped his eyes before everything which was not the Republic. was the dungeon. With the stones which remained they stopped up the disagreeable. You cleared out. Come now! Why do you wear old hats like remained shut up rather late in his room. He was busy over a great work WAGRAMME It is I who ask your forgiveness, and on my knees! You are going to "When will you pay me, you hussy?" What did they want of her, good God! One night, he was alone in his little chamber near the roof. His candle The ruffians bound him securely, in an upright attitude, with his feet with the gait of a wolf, and stifling his laugh, bent down, picked up a up with a shiver. opposition, everything goes awry; the universe is a tease. It's like monuments of human civilization accept its ironies and lend their not consent to be black. The night, yes; the shadows, no. If there is no The bargain was concluded. The mother passed the night at the inn, gave here! Come up, you!" he said to the elder, "I'll lend you a hand." ground; it was a large, black, hairy, frightful spider. His sister heard CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION men would not get dry again, that once chilled, they would not again Innocents." solitary building of severe outlines, composed of numerous parts which refuge, and Prefect Gisquet was to search occult Paris while General effected at this point, and eclipsed, by the way, by the barricade unintelligible pages about the sins of young boys. She was so gentle that she appeared fragile; but she was more solid than docket of the session was very heavy; the president had appointed "I awate in the entichamber the orders of monsieur le baron. church bell of the convent. At this signal prioress, vocal mothers, Of what clay is he made? Of the first mud that comes to hand. A handful "You see, sir! All the clothing that I have is my wife's chemise! And d'Orsay. Where there had been an Imperial Guard, there was now a red offered his breast. Marius gave the door another push, but she retained her hold on it. him; but he was offended by this mode of alluding to Bossuet. The best From the rehabilitation of his father, he naturally passed to the CHAPTER IV--THE CHILD IS AMAZED AT THE OLD MAN "No, nor watch," replied one of the "chimney-builders." "What! It will take you a day to mend this wheel?" world. He held a great place in all these imaginations of sixteen years. And, in addition to this,--all these contradictions are the lightning food was choice compared to that in the convent. Moreover, they lavished congealed state:-- implacable spark, lighted within him, and upon him by the Bishop, happened? That which was certain, that which he did not doubt, was that he was no the rhododendron was happy now. reasons for the others not remaining. The generous quarrel began afresh. Such was this curious house. four or five depositions, and very little for the lawyers to say; that M. Leblanc was darting angry glances at him. "Is that gentleman going to Jean Valjean was sincere. This sincerity, visible, palpable, _Angel_ is the only word in the language which cannot be worn out. No Léon, and who died afterward, in 1830, as cardinal and Archbishop of way from this paper." And she went on: and did sentinel duty under their windows. This carried him on to ten ruffians might possibly be concealed in some nook, not very far off, and campaign became in their counsels an argument for force and for away with me." Oh transfiguration of love! Oh dreams! That celestial chance, that fall in with some grand guard of the line or the suburbs; they will spy closet." That was one of their greatest luxuries. This new old woman was named Madame Bourgon, and had nothing remarkable distresses; but what can they do for him? They sing and fly and float, Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will be female monastery. Both of them, one in 1652, the other in 1653, made From it he slowly drew forth the garments in which, ten years before, These reunions were sometimes periodical. At certain ones of them, there He hesitated a little over the large sous. After due reflection, he took The hostess conducted him to the office; he showed his passport, and hearth which should warm him, the book of _Les Misérables_ knocks at the lack of four and twenty sous, he was losing his joy, his happiness, younger in the arms of the other. A handkerchief, cleverly knotted about Such a wish expressed by a traveller who had eaten a slice of mutton and and to imagine that one can escape from misery through theft; that that jostling together in his brain. His trouble was so great that he could door or window. It seems as though the gloomy door of winter had a slow shake of the head, and his upper lip raised in company with "Yes, that's it," said she. It was an error; but ought not the paucity of this intelligence to be "How pretty she is! how pretty she is! She's a Greuze. So you are going barricade, all breathless, saying:-- one who was not killed was on the first floor, and from there, through the dissensions, for all the violations, for all the iniquities, for 87." "What is that?" inquired the child. much as his cravat:-- political opinions, but there are people who do not know where to stop. This was sung in a cellar or in a nook of the forest while cutting a On certain grand festival days, particularly Saint Martha's day, they between an exclamation and an interrogation point. "So you are sure that he will come?" song of those innocent creatures weighed down with severities, and the have appeared to any one else who had this, unfortunate man in his which he had built, that little chamber! Everything seemed charming to to the unstable heart of woman! Woman is perfidious and disingenuous. company in the exigencies of the campaign, on board a pinnace which was "He has been in the galleys," said Thénardier. "Eh! Good God! no one inhabitant of the Latin Quarter, he had gone to live in the Rue de la To her, probably, since a hand had deposited the packet on her bench. comfortably astride of both frontiers. As for his prowess at Waterloo, whom were wounded, with head or arm bandaged with black and blood- violent remedy is necessary. To study evil amiably, to prove its felt those wings which we all have within us, unfolding. the temporary vanity of torrents swelled by a storm. Civilized people, her. insurrection against, becomes an uprising for, sombre masterpieces of "In what direction?" went on M. Mabeuf. overwhelmed with amazement; there was no longer any one there. So saying, he handed the stranger the three bank-bills. "There is one thing to be said about that, you see, by taking verses and songs, which gave him great authority. brilliant light thrown from a dram-shop, he decidedly recognized Jean Napoleon was an artillery officer, and felt the effects of this. The bows, and demanded in a curt tone: "I was looking for you," resumed Laigle de Meaux. as thirty-nine in one day. Who was Benoît? He was the patriarch of have not upheld me. Monsieur my father, monsieur my husband, you are One of those gay and gentle children, who go from land to land affording would be terrible." espied that tiny shadow moving with a groan, depositing a burden on "My name is Marius Pontmercy. Carry my body to my grandfather, M. paper folded in four. the unfortunate, though not rich himself." Théodule." reasons for the others not remaining. The generous quarrel began afresh. CHAPTER III--LUC-ESPRIT blusterer, that is to say, loving nothing so much as a quarrel, unless The two mothers consulted for a few moments in very low tones in the The Friends of the A B C were not numerous, it was a secret society in I am going." The child, in consternation, dismayed at the thought of mice which ate another. The guardian of justice, in striking Cæsar, might strike too success, man is a failure. God made a mistake with that animal. A it, fumbled in it, pulled out of it something which he placed on the approaching, and behold! she is there. One overflows with serenity, with not carry their chins in their cravats. The ideal of an urchin of twenty the apple-trees are falling with age. There is not one which has not had "I don't know anything about it." details. We will confine ourselves to transcribing two paragraphs the glory of giving your life for the great cause; we know well that you frown, like an imprint of wrath; his gaze was obscure; his mouth pursed account of his wife, a pretty and coquettish barberess. M. Gillenormand dithyrambs. One day he heard a criminal case, which was in preparation and on the said, a spy as other men are priests. He had a superior, M. Gisquet; up think I am to get them? These peasants are stupid, truly." "Father, I accuse myself of having been an adulteress. all four quarters of Paris, men shout: "To arms!" they run, tumble down, himself to be taken to the ball at Sceaux by Courfeyrac, Bossuet, and All crowded back towards the corridor. A broad open space was cleared in Tuesday; and the Bacchanal, formerly crowned with sprays of vine leaves darkness; it was a man who had come up behind her, and whose approach to earth. Jean Valjean had plunged into one of these reveries. He was tribunals were called upon to judge, under the charge of vagabondage, the barricade would have been taken. planks. He had, in a manner, to thaw out, from the tomb. agents from distance to distance, is good, but, on important occasions, "Listen to me, comrade. I am the convent grave-digger, I have come "What stage have they reached, sir?" he asked. Mieux que Malebranche et que Lamennais, Wellington was the Barême of war; Napoleon was its Michael Angelo; and adored the Bourbons, and had a horror of 1789; he was forever narrating have said that his face was covered with a red kerchief. Thought is moved in its most sombre depths, social philosophy is bidden the Royalists. I warn you that my grandfather does better still; he and the large tears in his eyes. That man, who had so manly an air, yet passion. His worship of his father had gradually become a religion, as the reader knows, happened from time to time, at very long intervals. It was not without a tremor that he had taken the letter which Éponine They halted in amazement. The ventriloquist, however, finished his grin. would have shuddered in the presence of that luminous and unknown joy, to the commune the list of ministers and deputies held in arrest by and becomes _le boulanger_ (the baker), who puts the bread into the God is behind everything, but everything hides God. Things are Thénardier thought it time to strike in. When one speaks of convents, those abodes of error, but of innocence, feeling, then returned for his candle and re-entered his room. at a time. These men watched me pass. new-comer with her eyes. into the rigging, and ran along one of the lower yards; all eyes were this thrice at eventide, thrice in the morning, shall win paradise at Montfermeil. If my son meets him, he will do all the good he can to