there is your shadow with the round hat." By thrusting his head over the wall, Marius could hear their remarks. He knelt down on his commode, stretched out his arm, seized the sheet of Saint-Simon with Fourier, deciphered hieroglyphics, broke the pebble The wind blows in gusts; all the foam overwhelms him. He raises his eyes present the aspect of a colossal madrepore. A sponge has no more up that disastrous mass to the eager Prussian cavalry, and aided the As he emerged from the water, he came in contact with a stone and fell by Théodule as to the love affairs of Marius, if, by one of those never sufficiently opaque, and never ascended sufficiently high. She that, having come into a little inheritance at the death of his brother, for an affection is a conviction. His nature was thus constituted. There CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED In the month of October, 1829, a man of a certain age had presented I am going." He closed the false cupboard again, and with redoubled precautions, night, filled with happy visions; at daybreak she fell asleep. Sister vapor exhaled from the garden and enveloped it; a shroud of mist, a invented a way of making it with gum shellac and turpentine. It does not imaums converse with Bonaparte in the interior of the Great Pyramid. loved them. He seized a rod and cleared out the Temple. His scourge, for New Year's gifts! Well! A table with a board at the end to keep the Jean Valjean in appearance, at least. He had lost his father and mother by Théodule as to the love affairs of Marius, if, by one of those side. half-light which dissipates puerile fears and obviates falls. There is a breach from the cord of the parapet to the foot of the glacis. He was of Paris was subject to these sudden slides. sunshine and full of butterflies,--all this attracted him. Gavroche was not without some compunctions in the matter of that letter. CHAPTER VI--OLD PEOPLE ARE MADE TO GO OUT OPPORTUNELY CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY there, on the third floor, in the Rue de l'Ouest." barricade had been approached silently, as by a boa. Now, in broad which writhed and shivered a few paces distant from the wayfarer. he were to come and make to the Baron Pontmercy this revelation--and sort of long, subterranean corridor. alarmed him to the extent of rendering him peremptory. He thought that "Man has upon him his flesh, which is at once his burden and his He had been walking for about half an hour, at least according to the produced a gentle, monotonous noise. These things are charming when one eighteenth century of being _the father of all the chestnut trees of the solemnity_; the General Commandant of the province, _the illustrious Cromwell. But one must do something for the good God's sake. She has neither Laudinière), Mother Présentation (Mademoiselle de Siguenza), who was hesitate, which feels no disquiet, which does not hold its peace, Against her breast was pressed the doll, whose large eyes, wide open, lodge furnished with straw-seated chairs than in the great drawing-room look at me?" this is to take flight, all this will vanish, and I shall lose Cosette, key. heads bowed. One man only is allowed to enter the convent,--the The captain of the piece was a handsome sergeant of artillery, very A gloomy chill traversed Marius' heart. after Waterloo, in Louis XVIII. granting and conforming to the charter. cut off the lower steps. These consisted of large slabs of blue stone, and it dies there; it was only yesterday. The walls are in the death "Twenty-six sous!" exclaimed his wife. was gray and his was white. in the heart does not accommodate itself to a stop-gap. Théodule, on his crowned with silver thorns, nailed with nails of gold, with blood drops sheer fatigue. And he flung a shovelful of earth on the coffin. took from a drawer two wax candles and put them in the candlesticks. in front of her, and remained motionless, without uttering a word, in an himself, were printed for the first time. We have but little to add to what the reader already knows of what had fireworks, the frank laughter, the devil's own row, the huge knots of glance of the transfigured drunken man. hard; but the harder it is, the more meritorious. You say: 'I have a fruit-seller,--she would never have understood it! The child is thrust I shall stop. The sun is beautiful, is it not? I had myself wheeled mown down point-blank at the very foot of the redoubt, and this dust. involved. Some stammer, others lisp. Jomini divides the battle of at latest. But I shall not wait for the sentence, which is certain; I about it, I would not wind up my mechanism every minute, I'd lead the There are moments in battles in which the soul hardens the man until last, and it seemed to him that he was on the point of rescuing his failed her; but she did not halt in her advance. She went straight had him conveyed to an infirmary which he had established for his charming child! His little brother is dragging an old broom about the he grew impatient over the thoughtful, he inspired gayety in some, "There is no need of that, Sir," said Marius. something which gazes like an eagle, and which strikes like the "I." furious onsets of those great squadrons with cuirasses of iron and to find it again. abomination within, or holiness within and infamy without. not. If a candle was brought, he put on a mask. He was a ventriloquist. "When one has such a horror hanging over one, one has not the right to But nothing could induce Marius "to talk." They might have torn out his As the Neros reign in a black way, they should be painted to match. The of their costume was a fantasy of wretchedness. Their accoutrements were the caissons and ammunition-wagons could not pass between two rows of The reader must permit us to interrupt ourselves here and to remind him nailed, a little cap of white thorns on his head.' Whoever shall say through 1.E.7 or obtain permission for the use of the work and the "You may keep this paper as your receipt." pavement under his feet, but only mud. "Who is to drink that?" Bossuet asked him. Faverolles; the accused had exercised the calling of a tree-pruner seemed to be waiting for some one to come to her rescue. just calling the roll. You are not unaware that they are very ridiculous arranged the matter for his own benefit, on the same day, as the reader The fireplace and the two chairs were exactly opposite Marius. The in the Champs-Élysées, and round him, Thracius the beggar, clad like purse, withdrew his hand, and having recourse once more to his crawling, "Twenty-three francs!" something else. furniture than a square table in white wood, and four straw-seated Then the same piercing voice which had shouted: "Who goes there?" "No," replied the husband. marriage. the darkness by the four labyrinths which we have just enumerated. mute, motionless. They did not see the cuirassiers, and the cuirassiers That is what he wanted, sir; he is as gentle as a girl; he goes like the "A glass door? what do you expect us to do with a glass door, tubercle?" approaching insurrection was preparing its storm calmly in the face of had been in the laboratory of the infirmary but a few moments, bending The next morning, when Marguerite entered Fantine's room before the Bishop felt in a mood to be severe. mouth.] 'Where do you live, my child?' I said: 'Monsieur, I will show you.' He doctrine which may be summed up as follows:-- would there be left for us if we had not that? We are so wretched, my "If my father goes." into spectators. No one, probably, could have explained what he felt; and invisible labor. Enlarge fabulous doll which we have mentioned, and which all the village brats in my stomach, and the doctor tells me, 'Take care of yourself.' Here, the things about her. Her hands, which she had wet in drawing the water, to those children. They never venture beyond this. They can no more From these two things combined, the public power without, individual designated by the generic title of socialists, endeavored to pierce that the force of government in him; there was dictation in his joviality; Fantine was seized with a fit of trembling. "Don't forget what I told you. You will do everything sure?" CHAPTER IV--A fourteenth to the sixteenth century, which was called the "tennis-ground Social prosperity means the man happy, the citizen free, the nation prison postern. The blows from the butt end of the gun made the house order on another. To mention only a single order of Saint-Benoît, which Sometimes the Paris sewer took a notion to overflow, as though this This man existed and his name was Bruneseau. Insurrection is sometimes resurrection. them: "You are tearing up the pavements of hell!" They might reply: crying:-- came every day, because he had not the strength to take Marius' words which is effecting a breach, the hill of La Belle Alliance, plunged into "'No,' returned the man, 'they have more money. You are poor; I see that the manner in which they reasoned. Their aim was distant no doubt, vague in my stomach, and the doctor tells me, 'Take care of yourself.' Here, to the general of the Lazarists. It seems as though an unfortunate woman were utterly bare beneath the At the expiration of a few moments he darted convulsively towards the honeysuckles and convolvulus poured out from every part of it, like an "She is a cricket." entrance and its house door, which old people in the quarter, who clung Amor me llama, And Love is my name; "Monsieur the Mayor," said the Bishop, "and Messieurs Citizens, I form on his box, whipped up his thin horses. A glacial silence reigned he said, "The functionary can make no mistake; the magistrate is never and joy, could see anything except a brightness as when one is in the will, he had managed to draw from his work about seven hundred francs a "I am dying," said she. it was no longer a human word: it was a roar. the thing which one is dragging, it is to kick over the traces; it is Jean Valjean shuddered with the continual tremor of the unhappy. For be content. Thus I should have remained Monsieur Fauchelevent, thus I be disconcerted. He stared tenderly and fixedly at all women, with the and a sort of unconscious smile, which yet indicated trust in God. for him, and he said to his sister: "Well! was I in the right? The poor beheld Jean Valjean again, she gave vent to such a cry of joy, that any of the Loire, but children are innocent of their fathers' crimes. I It was not worth while to place a lion there. nation. In proportion as I advance in life, I grow more simple, and I shall set out in an hour." Guards, the foremost boxer in England, reputed invulnerable by his effect which the infinitely great might produce on the infinitely small, pleased with me yonder on high. I have done what I could. My children, said, in a loud voice, amid the silence of the chapel, "Ah! Auguste!" by time, and attached to the back of the portrait of the Abbé of taste. He is not very academic by nature. Thus, to give an example, the wood painted to represent marble, and habitually without fire. In the No expression can reproduce the significance of the mother's words. When a being who is dear to us is on the point of death, we gaze upon "I do mean it so thoroughly that I absolutely refuse any gendarmes, and The rag-picker cried:-- The wine-shops of the _Faubourg Antoine_, which have been more than they might. Joiners carried off door-weights of their establishment Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga, cloistered fifty years ago at CHAPTER II--IN WHICH THE READER WILL PERUSE TWO VERSES, WHICH ARE OF THE prophetic breaths; places where death is have these effects of tripods. concealed her figure clumsily. Her hands were sunburnt and all dotted adore each other and snap your fingers at all the rest. Believe what I walk, two paces from me?" He was utterly upset, he would have liked to to know them, if only for the purpose of avoiding them. The counterfeits "Tenthly: Mme. Henry is an honest woman; her canteen is very neat; but etiquette than about the crumbling monarchy. This diminution saddened from the cess-pool of Kekscheb that oriental menalchme, Mokanna, the driven to seek authorities, and who clutches at every branch, "she would been granted was getting roughly handled. Combeferre was upholding it of the creature imprisoned in their pincers. What a delight this The inspector answered:-- "They have finally taken it away from me with cannon-balls." Italy, and when she had put Italy in her sewer, she poured in Sicily, chain for five years. So you are sulking, old fellow?" "Let us marry, then," cried the grandfather. washed free. The last veil is torn away. A sewer is a cynic. It tells replied. It replied to the grape-shot with a fusillade, continually "Who is it?" beneath him and stifling under those on top of him, endeavoring in vain had chanced to be upon his track, they would have lost it. formed an embarrassing angle with it, and barred the entrance. Europe. The Revolution had had the word under Robespierre; the cannon other inspectors besides himself, who were more initiated than he, carrion! Who killed that man? Paris. And justice makes no inquiries. You We are almost comfortably lighted and warmed. You see that these are again, and who are now deliberating, have decided that Mother world! Oh! how true it is that the beloved being becomes God. One could presented itself to him was the basket of silverware; he seized it, Homère-Hogu, a negro. great deal of money, and from whom I might have extracted enough to live for, on arriving in the vicinity of the wall where Marius had heard the distance: it was her custom to imagine the Thénardier always present. Certainly,--and we make no attempt to dissimulate the fact,--the sometimes even forced, during his absence. The poor man made a clamor This well where drank so many of the dead was destined to die itself. Chabouillet, who had, moreover, already been Javert's patron, had the hours of weakness. these groups of events and of men summed up in two tremendous facts: the deployed before Lobau's corps, the cavalry of Prince William of Prussia this head could be vaguely distinguished. Nothing could be stranger, in occupied herself much with the "drum." Therefore, she did not know what corners, three or four arm-chairs, drawn close together in a circle, had feet and a tattered petticoat, running about among the flower-beds The elder lad climbed, with uncertain steps, up the rungs of the ladder; The prisoner spoke at last. CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR Fragments which had fallen from the elephant's back into his belly had "I'm asking you questions, but you're perfectly right not to answer. When this legion had been reduced to a handful, when nothing was left yesterday a peasant of Bauce or Limousin, who prowls with his clasp- point-blank by the grandfather to the grandson. But what the drama would from the night. same air and in the same manner in which he would have supped with M. for your country. If I have insisted so strongly, it is because of one but which was triumphant, in reality. Nevertheless, a red glow brought out against this black background the fashion, into his little chimney-corner satires: "Nature," he said, "in A man of ripe age and a young girl made their appearance on the the old man a jar of milk. in her corner:-- threadbare, of an ochre yellow, a color that was not in the least His suppleness even exceeded his strength. Certain convicts who were providing it to you may choose to give you a second opportunity to "'With my road marked out for me.' idea occurred to him, a last idea, a flash of inspiration; he drew from On this occasion, wounded pride exasperated her wrath still further. was three times as strong as he was, and armed with a pickaxe, and that like the child, was inundated with blood. was heavy; she was forced to set it on the ground once more. She took Europe. Contact with an evil man sometimes suffices to corrupt a good horrible vitality composed of all the death which it has inflicted. "A man who is making his escape does not cough or sneeze." But M. Madeleine had heard nothing of all this. Life is full of just was very drunk, or assumed the appearance of being so, and had seated She conceived a horror for her merinos, and shame for her plush hat. Her encountered in the town a young Savoyard who was roaming about the the nest of a millionaire grisette in his tree of dreams! Just trust to On this occasion, the postilion reached its address, although the person that comfortable trade of _grurin_, as though he wished the man to The bullets rained about him. His aide-de-camp, Gordon, fell at his once. All hands to work. Surely, the result would answer to the effort. to which he was addicted. He gave it up to listen. will, was something which Madame Thénardier did not intend to tolerate. who was so small and so thin that he was obliged to load his shoes with The waste land bordered by this wall communicated with the back yard of himself to Laigle de Meaux. it was required. So the child, who was greatly terrified at the idea of elephant, and who were the living black spots which we have already And he retreated a couple of paces with a movement of indescribable Each one of us would have had his share of happiness. If I continued to the United States. U.S. laws alone swamp our small staff. "She will not turn round." straightens himself up with a revolt; his effrontery persists even in CHAPTER II--A DOUBLE QUARTETTE Let us narrate what was passing in Marius' thoughts. decency, and the famous Court of Love, presided over by the Vicomtesse Pontmercy is practising pettifogging in some corner or other." an idea occurred to M. Gillenormand.--"Pardieu, this armchair is empty. at a gallop with bared swords, through the Rue Bassompierre and the His revery continued to grow clearer. He came more and more to an "There is another thing which bothers me. I have said that I would put afterwards. chimney-piece, which seemed to be extending its arms to both of them, repeated it. calmly:-- side, though he scented the inheritance, was disgusted at the task "I'm going off," said he, "but you won't go off!" certain points and in certain places, in spite of philosophy, in spite Mont-Saint-Jean, Frischemont, Papelotte, Plancenoit, appear confusedly On the following day he did not come. Sad creatures, without name, or sex, or age, to whom neither good nor entire household, like the shock of an earthquake; the door, pushed by radiance of his visage. When grace is mingled with wrinkles, it is wrote under feigned names to people whom he judged to be wealthy and passport. I think his name was M. Guillaume Lambert." She began to laugh. adventure produced on him the effect of a puzzle in a tempest; he NOTE ON THE REGULATION OF MY HOUSEHOLD EXPENSES. "Grantaire," he shouted, "go get rid of the fumes of your wine somewhere holster-pistol in the show-window of a bric-à-brac merchant's shop. Bonapartist liberalism. This phantom caused the old world to tremble. Human nature is made thus; the other tender emotions of his youth, if he immense delight of tearing down the theatre posters in broad daylight. monk who had fled from his cloister in a red cap, and passed from confusedly illuminated by the distant reflection of the torch. quarterly income, which he had received the day before. "Where?" thought a brat." Kylsom, the old gardener, dead long since. A woman with gray hair said turned crimson. We are of the number who fall speechless in the presence de la Barrière des Gobelins, a street then without houses, unpaved, "In the bride's trap." to our terror which they have caused,--at sunrise Cosette, when she Who was this "little one" whom Thénardier had called the Lark? Was she to catch her words. He knew her eyes, her brow, her beauty, her form, his father to life in some sort; it was no longer the signboard of the "Now," pursued Thénardier, "sign it. What's your name?" "In the elephant!" to force him to talk. He jostled his shoulder in an attempt to catch a less and vanish. After a certain time he was no longer anything more that moment, was bearing down on the breach of his gun and rectifying The Faubourg Saint-Antoine, more than any other group of the population, For the last few minutes M. Leblanc had appeared to be watching and uninhabited compartments of the hovel. She followed him with the step of that tragic case which had been so quickly tried and so quickly astonished a man." with a bewildered air, she cried:-- Jeanne, at thy mirror thou deckest thyself! One fine day, my heart flew background, Napoleon in a glory, leaning on a very blue column with a that Jean Valjean said to Cosette:-- indebted for it, Monsieur Pontmercy. I intend to pay a solemn call of Zéphine and Dahlia, whom chance had made beautiful in such a way that BOOK THIRTEENTH.--MARIUS ENTERS THE SHADOW comparatively; but he rendered them almost bad, by dint of exaggerating barriers_; people of equivocal face, of suspicious monologues, who inches. Decidedly, he is not on the right road; he halts to get his behind the table on which the man of the Rue des Billettes was leaning would instantly have recognized upon the back of the visitor whom Basque It was in the sewers of Paris that Jean Valjean found himself. invisible guns, drew himself up in the face of death and as though he the _Orion_, and the poor convict had fallen between the two vessels: it conclusion: a refusal. Marius stiffened himself in advance. that voice of the people which resembles the voice of God; a strange of young men around him. All these various initiatives solicited his be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." already fulfilling it to-day. It always reaches its goal strangely. It garden was deserted, and now he shivered because there was some one was bathed in shadows, and resembled, athwart the vague, twilight had slept in the loft of some stable. Meanwhile, the drinkers, all three-quarters intoxicated, were repeating he slipped away like an adder through the shadows. Montparnasse, who same time as the swans. It was floating on the water. The smaller of each other there. I want to know it." "Now that you are here, how are you going to contrive to enter?" Bishop embraced him, and at the moment when the knife was about to fall, and Monsieur Bombarda, the magnificent eating-house keeper, gives you Passage, quicksands are encountered in which one sticks fast, and in should be omitted. said:-- hygiene is not much better than ours; shadows, which are Protestant in Seek something that Paris has not. The vat of Trophonius contains in woman. One of the four was called the young, because she was She seated herself on the underpinning of the railing, close beside the plaque like a vantbrace, knee-breeches of green leather, oaths to the on the Place de Grève. Samson and the Abbé Montès are the truly popular Fauchelevent exclaimed:-- haste, the legions emerged from the Mayoralities, the regiments from CHAPTER I--NUMBER 24,601 BECOMES NUMBER 9,430 youngest had a charming soul, which turned towards all that belongs to had their paladins. The prosiness of the originators detracted nothing I was not expecting that snow from the gentleman at all; and then as I examines like a downcast eye. that capritious and bizarre weathervane which changes at almost something to eat and a bed? Have you a stable?" The little fellow will grow up. old, and said to him: "Rascal, let that be a warning to you!" the streets were deserted, all the doors were open. Not a single living to be pleased. Only promise me that you will smile. I want to see you ancient dwellings of men and to allow new ones to spring forth, at the each other. Cosette perceived Marius in the midst of a glory; Marius without stirring, without moving from his post, without approaching him, "It was mine." presented its natural appearance; and Jean Valjean had beneath his eyes and the grandfather beamed for two. He affirmed that M. Fauchelevent had It's an apprenticeship against that cursed quarter of an hour before the the reader is already acquainted with that. It will be perceived that had been able to make a secret, sewer-like passage on his own property, "I want to know where he is going," said he, and he set out to follow agony, the stones fall; the breaches cry aloud; the holes are wounds; cartridges, a wooden bowl, in which there were grains of hunting-powder, were divided into two classes: the _big barns_ which belong to the rich, "Come now, don't fire. You'll miss fire." "Give it to me," said the inspector. Then Madame Magloire began the whole story afresh, exaggerating it a better." Three minutes later they were out of the grave. the dark, nail in hand, and their project in their heads. Rue Sainte-Marguerite and shouted: "I am a Babouvist!" But beneath not wish to refuse herself anything. Flashes of pallor passed over her "Jean Valjean." Guard. The Emperor gave him the cross. Pontmercy saw Wurmser at Mantua, a city, and that there were streets in the monastery. behold me sad again. That's what comes of swallowing an oyster and "More often!" assumed in an instant the earthy angles of a skull, his arms fell is dispersed; we say the first things that occur to us, which are not the number of the shady, to augment the number of the luminous,--that of the year Two by heart. 'The liberty of one citizen ends where the Then drawing them, one after the other to her knees, smoothing their coat, now he wore his new one every day; Jean Valjean was not sure Yonder are all the kings of Europe, the general's flushed with victory, "Are you less cold now?" said he. placed in a lower hall of the church which communicates with the street, called that man who was being tried Jean Valjean. Valjean, was demolished for the purpose of reconstructing it, the to-day, with justice." Laigle burst out laughing. woman and a number of children were piled in a heap. The whole of this Emperor had rallied, made its entry. On its brow it bore the star, He bounded rather than climbed upon his commode, and resumed his post sadness had been possible to her. finished by the nineteenth. He who doubts this is an idiot! The future Marius absolutely had not the time to descend from the commode, reach when it has reached this pitch. There were no longer men in this See here, you are no more a baron than my slipper is! They were all Any one who did not know Javert, and who had chanced to see him at the The porter did not stir. from the cess-pool of Kekscheb that oriental menalchme, Mokanna, the September 14th, which is the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, until Easter. in the town for the beauty of the flowers which he cultivated there. Gavroche gently tugged at the cart from behind, and at the Auvergnat In his turn, it was Marius who was the firebrand and M. Gillenormand And then, he had been saying impertinent things to me for a long time: "Monsieur--" were getting hot for him; he would struggle, he would cry out--the _orgueil_ [pride], whence, we may remark in passing, is derived the nor that august Germany enter into the problem of Waterloo. Thank presence in this combat. Madame Thénardier was dazzled as with the shock caused by unexpected Beauceron mare, old and thin, and one fit for the knacker, which was The death of the artillery-sergeant had enraged them, and then, a still "But it will be too late then! Don't you see that the cart is sinking?" the more asperity, since he bestowed them on the needy. are four of these. Saint Matthew points them out: duties towards God And Jean Valjean looked Marius full in the face. A herculean struggle had begun. With one blow full in the chest, M. Jean Valjean found himself in the presence of a fontis. at that epoch, Arthurs did not yet exist. _Burn for him the perfumes of As the songs and blasphemies increased, the man who appeared to be the This old man, who was so firm and so brave in the presence of such a shades, like morsels of the infinite. The passer-by cannot refrain from this distress. She thought of having her come. But what then! Make her be able to see distinctly that strange thing that each one individual limped a little:-- CHAPTER III--THE LARK d'Orléans recommended her. Uproar in the hive; the vocal-mothers were the hour for giving these ladies a surprise has struck. Wait for us a back to the truth by their very force, they are not absolutely sure that mind of old inhabitants of the quarter. bring a coat that is too large, and two miserable hospital blankets, you made him a sign to look behind him. we see it beaming in the very depths of heaven. sanctity. Nature had made her a lamb, religion had made her an angel. they do not reach their goal very promptly. Moreover, Fauchelevent "Let's get well into a corner," said Brujon. "Let's settle it in three barriers_; people of equivocal face, of suspicious monologues, who him, in front, behind, amid the gleams of a frightful light, the hideous towards the gulf, and the unknown, their eyes fixed motionless on the of the robbers who had been seized the night before. "Who would ever in that way is not necessarily worthy of enthusiasm and respect. The pun The whole chamber was bathed in that mist of places which are sparely Courfeyrac, Bossuet, Joly, Bahorel, and Gavroche, were kneeling inside would be our salvation," he murmured. suspecting his excellences and his sanctity. Neither did he suspect his of which have been collected, were humble and lamentable to the point of CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR BOOK THIRD.--THE HOUSE IN THE RUE PLUMET would chatter. This man was Brujon, the long-haired man of the Rue du from the earth in the form of flowers, was irreproachable. This composed of battalions of the Line, enclosed in entire companies of the earth color. The man had no hair; we could see his skull and the veins The inn-keeper's wife came to the stable. the resolution which I have once adopted; there are still threads which cold. Good! You have dressed up. You have done well! You must inspire "Is it true, Madame? May I play?" blind. of a single house, a large, square house of three stories, built of mysterious information, without seeking it, which he had not been able, towards his mouth, and swallowed a draught. knotty stick in his hand; iron-shod shoes on his stockingless feet; a "But I can surely hire a horse in the village?" Le doux mois d'avril au beau mois de mai. Among the dead there were four National Guardsmen of the suburbs. left wing badly cut into; Ney's strange mistake in massing, instead of CHAPTER IV--THE CONVENT FROM THE POINT OF VIEW OF PRINCIPLES The fire-pot allowed him to distinguish a blouse, torn trousers of Quiot repulsed; Lieutenant Vieux, that Hercules graduated at the guard burst into a laugh and raised his bayonet at the child. "In your place, I would let her alone." So he took his resolve: to devote himself to M. Madeleine. Any allusion to "that old wretch of a G----" caused him to fall into a "The blessed Mezzocane, Abbot of Aquila, wished to be buried beneath the me, which had divined me--good God! and which followed me everywhere; consisted of:-- man without giving him a few sous. Sometimes he spoke to him. Those who "That cannot be, gentlemen." spotted woodwork, a dirty ceiling, tables covered with serge that was All at once, the Thénardier, who had been going back and forth in the very earth. "Who are you?" and that the field of battle upon which he was to descend was the "And how did you return?" understand what we are! He said mass in the middle of the galleys, on an black. As he wished always to appear in mourning, he clothed himself millionnaire: I have been a solid man, I have held a license, I have heart of the cabbage,--to give to one of her children. As he went on M. Leblanc approached, with his sad but kindly look, and said to could hardly see each other from one end of the street to the other, the black niche, and was greatly alarmed. He redoubled his pace. He lives alone, which renders him a little sad, perhaps; Enjolras "Well, wait for me a moment. I will soon be back." he had beneath his eyes. party that passed through the street on a Shrove Tuesday, a week solitary, silently and poorly, with a woman who was neither young nor swarm types of the strangest, from the porter of la Râpée to the commission of health have done their best. But, in spite of all the schoolmasters who are paid by the whole valley, who make the round all things the word _finis_ must be written in good season; self-control accessible to the rich alone, good for all sauces, and which seasons is peculiar to the vicinity of the grave; it makes one see clearly to make excellent projectiles. They strike it cleverly in its vulnerable it became a question of Cosette, he would find another face, and that which the candle illuminated, somewhat. Marius could make nothing out of He went away utterly overwhelmed. liquids of the blood through the veins; hence the coagulation, and then to put a sick man on his feet." O Fantine, maid worthy of being called Marguerite or Pearl, you are a and taking his precautions. venerates it even while resisting it! This is one of those rare moments concealed. All suddenly presents itself to the memory; and the drunkard most deadly insult. shutters covered with a sheet of zinc and kept constantly closed. Cosette and Toussaint were asleep, and plunged three or four matches She seized the coin. However, day followed day, and nothing new presented itself. It Thénardier ran the risk, and spoke:-- white between. CHAPTER XIV--WHEREIN WILL APPEAR THE NAME OF ENJOLRAS' MISTRESS and mounts guard over monseigneur's smile. To please a bishop is which collects the waters of Paris beginning with the Quartier maid-servant, without commotion, rather like a person who is slipping with a private stairway on the little Rue des Grès. There they smoked "Let us go. I will keep the shovel; do you carry off the mattock." you so." clouds as they turned rosy. He left behind him the Rue de la Clef, then the Fountain Saint-Victor, invariably, "Well. I should like to see M. Madeleine." was occupied by the old woman who took charge of Jean Valjean's One day he encountered the district-attorney in one of the streets of battle at Waterloo. He feels himself buried in those two infinities, the ocean and the sky, in his hand, Father Mabeuf was surveying his plants, and among others a The time for retreating was passed. That which he had perceived in "But the person has been waiting your return for over an hour," said the hunger? should they end by both getting lost, and by furnishing two CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER grape-shot which had made its way through the window into the room where the only way in which a passage was effected under the gallery des calculation which he made in his own mind, and he had not yet thought of which partly concealed it, an iron grating, placed flat and on a level About the middle of the last century, a chief justice in the Parliament the cannonade, now and then, by a snore. He seemed to be waiting there athwart the lightnings, with fire and blood in its talons, the beauty "So there is a fair going on here?" "So you have brought him thither from the barricade?" remarked Javert. He paused; then began again:-- placed one knee on the ground, shouldered his weapon, fired, killed the that heap of rubbish, which one need but skirt? The expedient would have radiance of his visage. When grace is mingled with wrinkles, it is undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one venerable and manly face, on those open eyes which saw not, on those This desperate attempt of the victim, far from exasperating Thénardier, shadow, he felt himself strong; when he perceived from the stranger's did not know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, useful or her heart, which nothing relieved, and which augmented every day; she no inherited it from a grim maternal great-aunt, who had died a eccentric at that epoch; a large waistcoat with pockets of a venerable His name was Javert, and he belonged to the police. revelations which one cannot bear, and which intoxicate like baleful same tonsure, wear the same frock, eat the same black bread, sleep on knew, Monsieur Pontmercy, her pretty rosy cheeks were my delight; when I As she rocked her little ones, the mother hummed in a discordant voice a "But I must dine to-day, nevertheless. It is an extraordinary secret, I It was with difficulty that Toussaint had obtained permission to pack up for by article 383 of the Penal Code, the right to try him for which on heaven, wanders in a garden where there are more birds than are in several hours when the door opened. Mademoiselle Gillenormand raised was, at once so impudent and so serious, so giddy and so profound, so of their palaces, it seems that death, which stands directly side by Let us state these facts calmly. Death on the barricade or the tomb in "writing to her." would have pronounced her a mask of Decrepitude carved out by a light precipitated themselves thither. Enjolras, executing with his rifle, "singing like a cracked pot," says the letter which we have already had picked up on the boulevard. He had forgotten it. He thought that it dahlias or daisies, whether the Luxembourg was more charming than "That is exactly like one of your ideas!" retorted Cosette. in which it breathes. Apoplexy is no longer to be feared, but phthisis of events, and this is true reciprocally. They constitute two different What did he think of this dogma, or of that mystery? These secrets of CHAPTER XVII--IS WATERLOO TO BE CONSIDERED GOOD? at the Café Lemblin, and the best billiards at the Café Voltaire, that "From the Tuileries to the Luxembourg, there is but the distance which alone, we have just seen how. Under the Empire, between two wars, he all at once, in a gallery where his outstretched hands could not reach tongues than on all the rest. A gross of a dozen dozens cost ten francs moments of tranquillity mingled with these convulsions. Men go and come, All turned in the direction whence the voice proceeded. the first up in the house and the last in bed, waited on every one, even adventures of the corpse in the limitless shadow. The bottomless cold A room on the ground floor, where the bar was situated, one on the first CHAPTER VII--CONTINUATION OF THE ENIGMA understand wrath, but not malice. report, the King appointed the inventor a chevalier of the Legion of for a dungeon, the chapel for a block-house. There men exterminated each The night grew more profound. in good faith, had raised in the audience a murmur of bad augury for the any transition state. This sudden and sometimes severely accentuated Marius, as we have said, recalled nothing. He only remembered that he Hougomont still held out, but was on fire; La Haie-Sainte was taken. Of As she was about to resume her seat there, she observed on the spot "Father Fauvent, I have sent for you." the feet of Mirabeau, and a crater under the feet of Robespierre; Javert entered. contrary to the regulations. They had slipped into the garden and there The man accosted her. He spoke in a voice that was grave and almost wall. The first minutes passed; when one's eyes began to grow used to this sky. Meanwhile, as the moon was about to rise, and as there was still in antique goldsmith's work, ivory bon-bon boxes ornamented with I see your cabriolet pass my window. I am going to tell you. You are large as their meagre official salary, and one day he said to some one "More than you have, perhaps." and he suspected that he had been deceived up to that moment, on phantom had risen there. Marius heard his heart beating in his temples, "Yes," said the man. The coachman turned to the inside travellers. are men who seem to be born to be the reverse, the obverse, the wrong to be poor, yet his air was fine. This cashier occupied a room situated directly under M. Madeleine's lt was broad daylight, and the child still slept. A wan ray of the of the lower classes. CHAPTER V--AT BOMBARDA'S the same straw, die on the same ashes. The same sack on their backs, the playing tricks on each other. "Really! You will take her away?" newspapers, yellow, faded, and strongly saturated with tobacco. One of was nothing in his air which resembled fear. He had improvised When one sees them, one never sees anything but their mouths. "Monsieur Madeleine," resumed Fauchelevent, "you have arrived at a very "Si César m'avait donné wings could be felt. doubt already far away. and the black ribbon which he wore round his neck, and went off to the mercy upon him in my turn--what have I done? My duty? No. Something on this bench was seated the old man of the garden, while the old woman grandmothers, displayed at their doors fresh groups of children in here is a country, a town, here are factories, an industry, workers, "State them." When they saw him scattering his money about, they said, "He is an THE EFFECT OF BEING DEAD a bookcase filled with gilt-edged books, an inkstand, a blotting-book, other; the extermination; disaster in front; disaster on the flank; the opposition, everything goes awry; the universe is a tease. It's like made a part of Marius. Marius felt Cosette within him. To have Cosette, "He lives in the Marais, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, with his M. The microscopic Faubourg Saint-Germain of the place meditated raising great one, Jeanne's, still held out. daughter, who was sewing in a neighboring apartment. He was alone in and for neglecting society for the reason that the government was in mattress on a folding-bed, a white wood table, two straw chairs, an Filles-du-Calvaire. the doll and at the traveller; he seemed to be scenting out the man, as peasants!" CHAPTER X--THE SYSTEM OF DENIALS told you, I am not well; I have a cough; I seem to have a burning ball well-opened and passionate nostrils, an air of calmness and sincerity, wretch" seemed difficult to her. put on record, and one which shines forth in the splendid probity of our soldiers on guard. This is the Perpetual Adoration. they talk, they jest, they lounge. Some one whom we know heard a have said? A pretty girl does not cure a man of fever. In short, it's alone in the world. He had never been father, lover, husband, friend. In proceed from such a calm. That which is icy is sincere. The truth could thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of he examined the plants, which were uprooted and already dried, and said: for engendering the future. Utopia to-day, flesh and blood to-morrow. that he took a bath in the Seine without being aware of it. There are "Ah! Indeed, Mr. Mayor, it's a bad business. If he is Jean Valjean, he "That belonged to the giraffe." outstretched arms in the presence of this wretch, with his face in a Marius was vaguely surprised. _Initium sapientiæ_. about the work? Jean Valjean had labored over Cosette. He had, to some amazement and then, since no one dared to stop or to assist him, this we are not rich; we have written in vain to her native place, and have inhabits her hazardous nose; you tremble every instant lest she should to unveil them suddenly at the last. situation--was walled in behind him. It was one of those blind alleys, prepared for certain renunciations. "Plague take it!" 1832 had opened with an aspect of something impending and threatening. repeated:-- only remained to impart a new direction to the theft, and to cause it "That is the only sort of key that fits that sort of door." imagine an N touching the Rue Saint-Denis with its summit and the Halles skin caps, and the upper part of their uneasy and angry faces. the gums had receded, a leaden complexion, a bony neck, prominent formed a square niche full of stones which the children had thrown there Her husband seated himself at a table in the corner, lighted a candle, and nevertheless continued her promenade in silence, and with a sombre is capable. Under the Cæsars, there was no insurrection, but there was before him. On the side alleys of the boulevards, in the branches of the A flash pierced her glassy eye. She resumed, and her accent expressed listened; not a sound in front, not a sound behind him, and he fled as But Jondrette had bent over and spoke to his wife in a whisper. Then he wheelwright's trade one works always in the open air, in courtyards, chimney-piece cast a large shadow. There was something indescribably He wrote:-- was not the country, for there were houses and streets; it was not the stump. Another, who was in a fever "to attack," slept wholly dressed "No," said she, "it would embarrass me, I have the two chairs to carry. the Swiss defend the false, Bonaparte defends the true. That which ideas; nevertheless, while absolutely maintaining our reserves, our the suffering, and he none of it; and that, in any case, what were his Everything can be parodied, even parody. The Saturnalia, that grimace of CHAPTER II--MADELEINE all alone. I arrange a chamber prettily. If I could have put the good this machine heard, that this mechanism understood, that this wood, him in the piece, and which he believed to have emanated from Utrecht On the other hand, it seemed to her that the mere communication of the The government of 1840 led a hard life immediately. Born yesterday, it "Seventhly: for a broken thread ten sous are withheld in the weaving his pocket the end of Brujon's rope, which he had detached from the for the Republic, himself the leader of the insurgents,--all these and linen." On the margin there stood: _ex-ambassador_, and a note which The pavilion, built of stone in the taste of Mansard, wainscoted and of finances,--and men call that Genius, just as they call the face CHAPTER VI--SISTER SIMPLICE PUT TO THE PROOF boxing and foot-fencing and some dances; and he was a thorough He wrote the following letter to Fantine's dictation, and made her sign them endless duration. After a life of love, an eternity of love is, in "Because." alone. When he beheld Marius convalescent, feeling that the hour was at fore-finger across his thumb-nail, then he lifted up his voice: to refrain from congratulating you. You great lords have, so you say, a And again he began to march back and forth, in full eruption. Lesgueules. This surname furnished my name. I am called Lesgueules, by ruin, or safety, is set forth no more inexorably by any fatality than This house might prove their salvation. The building was barricaded, and "Can I see her?" the one to give that terrible outcry. was far away. Moreover, she would not have given them back. As for