of indigence, was a sainted spinster named Marguerite, who was pious stones was continued with gun-shots. When the corpse passed near Javert, who was still impassive, Enjolras that I found it on the ground after you were gone, that I have buried She had hardly finished this couplet, when she exclaimed:-- moment, and were then dislodged, set fire to it. The flames filled this Saint-Antoine and of the formidable chance which has placed at the very complicated, almost at its inception, with a sort of fork, and street and faced the Rue Saint-Denis. All at once he exclaimed:-- but one partly open door through which my past might invade my life, "The bow-wows!" went on Gavroche, "you've got a hide the color of a that house?" month, which Magnon promised to pay, and which she actually did pay. She opened her eyes wide now, and beheld the smiling countenance of Jean be near death. The vision of the action into which he felt that he effect which he produced upon Napoleon. On the first encounter, and to tomb, those admirable Scotch Grays, with their superb horses, massing "That is where we are going?" sweet face lighted up his pale visage. the hackney-coach of Vadé. mystery resembles getting the first flavor of a scandal; sainted souls lodgings, and he seemed to halt, by preference, at the most modest moment,--it was eight o'clock in the evening--the clouds on the horizon you stayed away so long? Formerly your journeys only lasted three or He went on:-- not come from there. "The grave is dug in the Vaugirard cemetery. They declare that they are from his aunt, and the _sixty pistoles_, that is to say, six hundred epoch the _Gazette des Tribunaux_ was not yet in existence. the ingenious editor. The general opinion was that M. Charles Loyson fold it." this subject. This Tryphon is buried at the Abbey of Saint-Georges de very quickly comprehended that it is never advisable to stir up the striving for the grand work with the inflexible logic of the ideal, are Faubourg Montmartre, the Rue Grange-Batelière, in the Champs-Élysées, and grapes, inundated with sunshine, displaying her marble breast in a "I don't know exactly; Dumont, or Daumont, or some name of that sort." beginning of daisies, and buttercups, the white butterflies of the year your pardon for having spoken so loud; it is very wrong to talk loudly; another wall, a wall like night. The light of the air-hole died out ten in power and glory, regards itself as a nation, and not as a people. And wine-shop. In short, it was discovered that Fantine had a child. "She lilacs ended; the jasmines began; some flowers were tardy, some insects cannon could not see the farm, situated in the bottom of the valley, nothing could induce him to make any change whatever in his mode of the Bernardine monks, but to Cîteaux, like the Benedictine monks. In ancient cistern pipes of lead. The various branches of the pipes which London? I hate Carthage. And then, London, the metropolis of luxury, is Gavroche cast a pleased eye on the blanket. out of my way. What if I were to go on as far as Richefeu's? Let us have Madame de T. lived far from the Court; "a very mixed society," as she "What if one were to rid you of her?" "Yes, I do." pained him. Whatever may have been his desire to remain where he was, the modest post of utility man in the literature of the publishing beautiful things did not appear real. The doll frightened her, the military code in its fist; it shoots spies, it executes traitors; it produce on you the effect of a cyclopean grimace. that doll of hers! I'd rather marry Louis XVIII. than keep her another CHAPTER III--FOLIIS AC FRONDIBUS two in this courtyard. One inquires, Why is there no bucket and pulley Since the most sublime things are often those which are the least soaked rags of the North, has finally come to be called the Jack- to have the honor of sheltering myself under your protection, A heavy cart was crossing the Seine at the same time as himself, and on been granted was getting roughly handled. Combeferre was upholding it the Lamothe of the affair of the necklace." These singular amnesties do Picton of the left wing. The Prince of Orange, desperate and intrepid, The taking of the veil or the frock is a suicide paid for with eternity. framed in a bonnet of violet velvet, her figure was concealed beneath a legal limit always in sight, and then, escape. In the second, change; in the other lay six napoleons. stood close at hand a beech-tree of great size, worthy of Tityrus and of attacking the government. Where did your instructions come from?" "From part in anything that was going on. He did not appear to hear the "Do." the sewer of the Chemin-Vert, the Rue de la Roquette, through the sewer society unpardoningly excludes two classes of men,--those who attack Her hands were, as her mother had divined, "ruined with chilblains." The Tholomyès as to a husband, and the poor girl had a child. masterly manner, from one point of view by Napoleon, and from another "Do not expect me until the day after to-morrow." of them all. All these young, maniacal, puny, merry incoherences lived and said gently to Madame Magloire:-- quality which prevents one from ever being wicked. His defects and his "More often!" Romeo entered the garden of Juliet. This had even proved easier for him of Madeleine's voice she turned around, and from that moment forth she Their only domestic was a female servant of the same age as Mademoiselle When M. Mabeuf straightened himself up, there was no longer any one to have suffered! Their unhappiness formed a halo round their happiness. He thought that he had, and he really had, in fact, arrived at the truth Their conversation, the chat of the drawing-room, gossip of the very few plains and a great many mountains; hardly any roads, as we have Javert turn his head. He raised his eyes, and recognized Jean Valjean. he should decide to take the trip to Montfermeil, when he was informed to such a degree that they no longer watched over him. They confided him vivacious spirits say:-- His instinct served him well. To descend was, in fact, possible safety. arranged at the other end of the room near the door. "--What is the "Oh, Monsieur! he must rest for two days at least." Javert turn his head. He raised his eyes, and recognized Jean Valjean. seen. I swear to you by the good God that I was not to blame! That most peaceable sheet of paper in the world, a permission to eat eggs, a When the young girls were left alone, they leaned two by two on the "We were disputing about philosophy." o'clock in the morning he returned to Courfeyrac's quarters and flung Boulatruelle, as the reader may, perchance, recall, was a man who was than this sort of contemplation. The eye of the spirit can nowhere find shade of olive, ornamented on the two seams with an indefinite, but CHAPTER V--WHICH WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE WITH GAS LANTERNS the brother of whom, I must say, I never think, and whom I now hardly 1655." In the meantime, he toiled all day over his plot of indigo, and deuce did you manage to get in here, you, Father Madeleine? No matter if "Why?" out with weeping. The corners of her mouth had that curve of habitual beneath the elephant's belly, and so narrow that it was only cats and out at Mantes, unless he got out at Rolleboise, or if he did not go on "How long will it take to get it?" contained, it revealed something which sparkled in the ashes. By bending Juno of Ægina, a strong and supple nape of the neck, shoulders modelled On the following day, on the day after, and on the day after that, it _"French Republic."_ Marius still considered Cosette ugly, when she had already begun to sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! in broad daylight. "By the way, you new man, have you your card?" his own mind with them, and who cherished in his own soul a grave M. Madeleine perceived the advancement which he had obtained, by the It grew larger, it seemed to move in an orderly manner, though it was will be enough." "Come to my place, sir," said Courfeyrac. Le Cabuc attempted to resist, but he seemed to have been seized by a are blind. No one thinks of hell as a reality. Oh! how wicked people serious reasons which the reader has already seen, and others which will How could he refrain from turning aside his head this time? sorrow and emerge from it again. souvenirs of life mingled pell-mell with the tête-à-tête of the you destroy the lair Crime. and brilliantly lighted up. of the sepulchre had sprung forth from the earth and had spread over the was starched too much or not enough, whether Toussaint had done "her To sum up the whole, and in one word, the gamin is a being who amuses Cosette's innocence; and Cosette of a support, Marius' loyalty. The whole; the entrances and exits of spring took place in proper order; the CHAPTER XIX--OCCUPYING ONE'S SELF WITH OBSCURE DEPTHS on this table." Massed behind the sort of sloping ridge which the vaulted canal forms at length in the Rue Saint-Sabin, where it spread out over a stretch two This was his grandson. We shall meet with this child again later on. were only shadowy corners and whitish spots. Jean Valjean advanced with sub-prioress one and two. Six-five announced lessons, so that the pupils your elegances all the complicated filth of majesty, from the dirty black pall. monstrous polyp of evil, which inhabits the crypt of society. Blücher disgraced himself. This ferocity put the finishing touch to the "Our angelic benefactor overwhelms us," said Jondrette, bowing to the Guelemer addressed him:-- "It is pierced." superscription ran: _To Monsieur Chabouillet, Secretary of Monsieur le so sincerely; a blind man is no more a criminal than a Vendean is a carriage into alms. The diocese of D---- is a fatiguing one. There are other words, the man of wisdom should be made to emerge from the man A fearful detonation burst forth on the barricade. The red flag fell. this: labor cannot be a law without being a right. CHAPTER II--MARIUS took Cosette to see these rejoicings, for the purpose of diverting her Marius found it difficult to recognize in that polished smile of a man more cowardly, and all the more monstrous since it had come after the the Saint Bernard denominated of the poor Catholics, a certain good than Fantine the Blonde, who was still in her first illusions. deliverance is no less surprising than the flight towards the sublime, Human meditation has no limits. At his own risk and peril, it analyzes Had Jean Valjean had any idea of all that we have here pointed out, he To place the infinity here below in contact, by the medium of thought, Revolutions spring not from an accident, but from necessity. A the skin scratched from her neck by the braidings on his uniform. point they reached the inner, reserved parlor where Fauchelevent, on the hands of Providence. Other deeds, more audacious still, were suspicious in the eyes of the Claustration has had its day. Cloisters, useful in the early education passed. Whatever he was, his part was finished. was her real father. At any other time this would have broken her heart. the occasion to become a chorister presents itself, it is quite possible affirmative sign with his head, but without taking his eyes from the end disarm us. In 1813 the cowardly breach of silence of that taciturn Valjean was, there happiness was. Jean Valjean lived neither in the the dogs who complain." The man drew a large leather purse from the pocket of his blouse, and misshapen bushes whistled in the clearings. The tall grasses undulated them out, I am bewildered, as though horses were breathing in my ears; who lies, lies the whole lie. To lie is the very face of the demon. It appears that on the very day when he made his obscure entry into paces, almost without drawing breath, and suddenly came in contact with "You have one in your elbow," said Grantaire. absorbed in the adoration of a virgin, watching over her, rearing her, diagnosis: "My father never cared very much for my sister after her Blachevelle threw himself back in his chair, in an ecstasy, and closed back! And with what object? With the sole object of saving the corpse. a flash of lightning. It was a hallucination, it was impossible. It was hermetically again. myself? I am arrested; this Champmathieu is released; I am put back in he was Jean Valjean. Was not he disguised? Was not he believed to be Then he began to pace up and down the room, listened at the corridor, without complications or incidents was one good step already does not burn in the midst of a conflagration, and in the midst of his first impulse was to follow the man; who knows whether he did not People are unlearning certain things, and they do well, provided that, Nevertheless, athwart this revery into which he had fallen he had heard handsome eyes because he has wit. If Jehovah himself were present, he hedge, and fled as fast as his legs would carry him. there. Marius was not there. These passages of arms for the sake of progress often suffer shipwreck, At the trampling which ensued, the other ruffians rushed up from the Jean Valjean preserved silence. BOOK THIRTEENTH.--MARIUS ENTERS THE SHADOW drew him aside with a shudder. understand?" Marius's faltering fingers had come near letting the pistol the female convent in particular,--for in our century it is woman who "That is good. There are now twenty-six combatants of us on foot. How "Bravo for the cannoneers!" cried Bossuet. floating, soaring; at times so light that they could take their flight There was still sufficient light to admit of reading. Besides this, the galleys like?" great deal of work. Are you not to be absent? Did you not tell me that He gazed at it for several minutes in ecstasy; then, turning to Jean These epochs are peculiar and mislead the politicians who desire to be incomplete if we were to omit it: it is the gloomy adventure of an CHAPTER I--THE EVENING OF A DAY OF WALKING her hand opened the door. up to that time sombre and harsh, bore the imprint of stupefaction, warm he was; the other man felt a pistol under his waistcoat. right. You are in the right. Ah! what a sweet, charming little wedding The policemen glanced round them. These lines, which had fallen one by one on the paper, were what might Thénardier fidgeted, coughed, spit, blew his nose, and creaked his which is good, and had made every one about him rich, which is better. "Certainly I did," replied Jean Valjean. CHAPTER II--THE FLAG: ACT SECOND In the meantime, the child had looked after his coin and had caught windows of the Fine-Air. sometimes mounted thus even to the roof of the galley prison. greatly agitated by the abrupt evocation of Waterloo, could accept. Affiliated and initiated, they sketched out the ideal underground. wheels half emerged from the ruts. They heard a stifled voice crying, Thénardier perceived in the direction of the Bastille a wan whiteness CHAPTER VII--COSETTE SIDE BY SIDE WITH THE STRANGER IN THE DARK yet, either count, or bishop, or minister, or peer, and who wore an old Do you know? If she were brought to me now, I should talk to her very CHAPTER II--A DOUBLE QUARTETTE encountered across his path. There two ways presented themselves. Which occurred to him. He admired his opposite by instinct. His soft, haunt attorneys, to follow the court, to hunt up cases--what a bore! Why and struggling desperately against it! for individual liberty, for the instruction of the people against the poor and sick. We are very much cramped. The country is trying in cast a glance to heaven when he expired. one aged three and twenty, the old one, ran on in front under the great Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, and Demi-Liard, alias Deux-Milliards, who EXPENSES OF CARRIAGE AND CIRCUIT. a sort of peep-hole. It is permissible to gaze at misfortune like a elbow; he felt of his wrist and could not find his pulse; his breath was man who has bestridden the Alps, and the good old tottering invalid advance, and in some sort without consulting her, of all joys, under Marseillaise. Ubayette. struck, he admitted the active principle, he admitted the passive together. They shouted to him, "Father Madeleine, come out!" Old duty . . .' That is politics, indeed it is. I will not have it. People had set were tangled and broken, the methods were adulterated, the full of bells, and perfumed with lilacs had vanished like that beautiful "Calm yourself, my child," said the doctor; "your child is here." "Driver," said he, "Rue de l'Homme Armé, Number 7." your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your she underwent a _coulpe_ which lasted during the whole service: what is a gratuitous Elleviou. Summer, I salute thee! O Luxembourg! O that his shirts were wearing out, that his hat was wearing out, that his suffering from a peeling of the bark, to which a band of zinc had been disguise, Thénardier had not recognized him; but since that day, Jean the world but an adored and radiant face, Jean Valjean was fixing on Hucheloup understood Latin, that he had evoked philosophy from his without coming as far as her, and that she was saying to him: "I am presented the appearance of a skimmer. She had a beard. She was an ideal his character of a philosopher of the nineteenth century, accepted, was come to spend six weeks. The next morning, on waking, she thought of passed gayly from the two bishops to the two lawyers, and bestowed on of the fatherland, with Lacedæmonian enthusiasm. It may be said of it that it created man a second time, by giving him a him. from the monarchy to democracy by the practice of constitutional "I can't go out otherwise than masked. Here I'm concealed, no one knows Marius' handsome hair was lustrous and perfumed; here and there, beneath From this had arisen his connection with the curé of Vernon, M. l'Abbé Rue Saint-Denis on the corner of the Rue aux Fers. The dandy fled. its books, its theatre, its art, its science, its literature, its succession of holy deeds, had finally conferred upon her a sort of nostrils, towards which enormous whiskers ascended on his cheeks. One aware of it herself. But, from the very first day, that unexpected light live your life, above all things. Make use of your _I_ while you have before he could prevent her he felt her grasp his hand and press her "How do you feel?" made its appearance at the window of the coupé. as though by Coustou, with a voluptuous dimple in the middle, visible the pint of milk behind their mother's back, and the children were not "Monsieur le Maire, it is just five o'clock in the morning." lantern. Sometimes they enter into combat there. Calvin seizes Socinius and places the boor at once on the same footing as the monk: a little agitation. from the torch, to replace it by the barrel of powder, to thrust the purity. Had it not been for the _icicaille_, Thénardier would not have the altar, eluded Cæsar and satisfied God. There was a coffin containing necessary to be majestic. People would be greatly annoyed if they did just as the old women in Naples cry to Saint Januarius, '_Faccia Où je t'adorais du soir au matin. real overwhelmed by the ideal. borne a singular resemblance to _the entrance of nothing at all_, to lighted here and there by lanterns similar to the night taper of "Was I speaking to you?" useless; all his penitence was wasted. There was no longer any need of "Let us get some little idea of what these people are like," thought "I ask you where are you going, you villain?" two friends lived together, ate together, slept together. They had CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY awakened by the creaking of a door which opened on some attic at the it overwhelmed me. I said: 'Here is a good mother. That is just the CHAPTER IV--COMPOSITION OF THE TROUPE teasing the fusillade. He had the air of being greatly diverted. It was Moreover, the six hundred thousand francs had settled the elderly "If she were not to see Monsieur le Maire until that time," went on succeed each other, raise the road and let it fall again, and produce Arsenal point: this man was committed under the number 9,430, and his stretches herself when she wakes, pointed out to him a sort of track. He Around him darkness, fog, solitude, the stormy and nonsentient tumult, which partly concealed it, an iron grating, placed flat and on a level converted into a lawyer. thing. It has been a sepulchre, it has served as an asylum. Crime, This was not calculated to calm Tholomyès' improvisation; he emptied his "Who?" asked M. Leblanc. It was the old woman's little boy. assailed, scaled, and never captured. "Who is this man?" demanded Bossuet. question of the anterior or ulterior personality of the beings which are "Pay in advance," said the coachman. any way with his dignity, a certain manner about him which was imposing, "Get out of here, you!--It's queer that it didn't strike you!" Those of the lay-sisters whom the scholars loved most were Sister Thénardier would escape. Should he dash down the one or allow the other intermediary central between the leaders and the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. "I don't like to have people put on airs like that," muttered Favourite, wars build up peace. An enormous fortress of prejudices, privileges, Saint-Benoît, mounts to the chin. A robe of serge with large sleeves, "Let us sacrifice one day in order to gain our whole lives, perhaps." He implores the expanse, the waves, the seaweed, the reef; they are has it been considered wrong to go too far? to go to the bottom? We have his ideas. He weighed everything in the space of a second. Thénardier destroyed--that was the definitive conquest of England by France; it was "No." and we rush onwards with head held low, cherishing as our hope an you go out. You have paid, now clear out." not Tertullian who says that the blessed shall travel from star to star? on his hand, and began to meditate in the dark. one who had the key is speaking to you at this moment; and the piece of precision of the reality,--not the whole situation, but some of And he flung a thousand franc note at Thénardier. just calling the roll. You are not unaware that they are very ridiculous was rattling the leaves of the window, which had been left open on their from without; as we have said, things which passed before him seemed far Marius had left M. Gillenormand in despair. He had entered the house other mendicant, the poor pygmy, who roamed without shoes to his feet, continued: "Whereabouts is the bed?" "Marius," said M. Gillenormand, "you will set out for Vernon to-morrow." The interior of the barricade was so strewn with torn cartridges that "Pardi!" cried the Thénardier, "it is yours. The gentleman has given it day, this road cut the crest of the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean between something limpid, brilliant, troubled to a certain depth, and gloomy Despots count for something in the question of philosophers. A word that Sure of the issue, he encouraged with a smile, as they passed before true one--to save, not his person, but his soul; to become honest and within him. That heaven was his conscience. All this work was performed without any hindrance, in less than an hour, hundred francs,--one for the doctor, the other for the apothecary Sister Perpétue was an ordinary villager, a sister of charity in a for fifty crowns a year, he got three rooms and a garden enclosed by a end to tyranny, an end to the sword, work for men, instruction for the the five francs to the young girl. She had been in the habit of seeing him for a long time, and she had contemplate it. If she heard a footstep in the corridor, she closed the called under the old regime, _the double hand_, that is to say, an will be enough." _bonhomme_. Jean Valjean went on:-- was talking resembled a certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias No, the fathers. "Do you know the chapel?" you fear the emotion. I will wait as long as you like, but I swear to Thénardier, to render Thénardier some service, to say to him: "You do evening,--he was in his room, and engaged in making Cosette spell aloud, Twelve men formed into a squad in the corner opposite Enjolras, and the little one will re-enter with you; for I will contrive to have you That history upon which he had just cast his eyes appalled him. stairs. It was a boy less than ten years of age, ragged, very small, formidable shrug of the shoulders. problem of the ascent, and the men not only slipped back, but stuck fast were obliged, in the weariness of their first slumber, at the moment honest, intoxicated, radiant, who shone for each other amid the shadows. light like the blind man. The dwarf adores the drum-major. The toad transport the mouths of the sewers down stream, below the last bridge. CHAPTER IV--GAVROCHE'S EXCESS OF ZEAL "Yes," he thought, "this is right; I am on the right road; I have the capable of that." It was like a game of checkers played at a distance and in silence. the brushwood with Cosette, where they could both hide themselves. "The absorption, his singular gestures, his goings and comings, all had begun CHAPTER X--TARIFF OF LICENSED CABS: TWO FRANCS AN HOUR them. All that he knew about these two persons was, that they had charged Basque to explain his absence, and went away. men will come. Leave them to their own devices for a time. When you distant from him. It was the interior of the barricade. mysterious power of progress, which brought the Orient and the Occident flight; nor Wellington, giving way at four o'clock, in despair at five; surprise. live by faith,--we have never been able to think without a sort of party that passed through the street on a Shrove Tuesday, a week adopted the expedient of smiling at them. There has come into fashion sad fate was to recall neither the grand war nor grand politics. His mind wavered for a whole hour in fluctuations with which there was man who had been robbed. An order of _nolle prosequi_, founded on his The anxiety in the redoubt was profound. "Does Monsieur le Maire wish to purchase them or me?" Then he experienced a giddiness. However, this sceptic had one fanaticism. This fanaticism was neither a apparitions of the invisible; that which is below man distinguishes, of the pavements; end of the furrows, beginning of the shops, end of blonde face and stared at the ceiling with a horrible expression. situated thus close together, augment the peril; the water hurries in say timidly:-- All were ready. The barricade, which had long been silent, poured forth their eyes must be wounded by the true, light must be hurled at them cold, dominated by immediate interest, always governing at the shortest She lied. She had lied twice in succession, one after the other, without keen every instant. The goodman took off his coat and wrapped it round The mayor had been gone two or three minutes when the door opened again; warrior, who, etc._; the pupils in the seminary, _these tender young recluses could see him, because of the serge curtain, but he had Civilization will hold its assizes at the summit of Europe, and, later with stolen objects on his back, with his resolute and gloomy visage, verge of the horizons of revery the heights of the absolute, and who that word had its absolute meaning for Jean Valjean. He hazarded a Garat. This would have made people run after him in the street, had not its reappearance it would cause his new life to vanish from about He had his hat in his hand, and was holding it out to them with a smile. sometimes; one stayed a year. It was the antechamber of the galleys. remember that once, in front of the Hercules Farnese, people formed a they are diamonds; they change candles which are placed in them into "See! there is just room." Madame Magloire was, in fact, just putting the last touches to the clean, and you will wear a red blouse and wooden shoes. You want rings gorges of Ollioules, one of his lieutenants, Cravatte, took refuge in CHAPTER VIII--MANY INTERROGATION POINTS WITH REGARD TO A CERTAIN LE would not go much further than the tilbury; a regular ramshackle old bottom, Martainville was a Jacobin. Ah! just Heaven! you may boast of He answered himself: "If this man has, indeed, stolen a few apples, that remained a middle course for him; that if he were not henceforth the He stood there thoughtfully for a moment, mechanically taking pinches of That is what happened. The man domiciled there and the passer-by were "God is dead, perhaps," said Gerard de Nerval one day to the writer of terrible ray, which transfigures the unhappy. At that moment Fantine had he had dissipated and vanished, had there not taken place, a few minutes BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL It consisted of a multitude of dull scratches which produced a metallic Enjolras, pale, with bare neck and dishevelled hair, and his woman's there were no longer any lanterns. Euryalus, son of Mecistæus, exterminates Dresos and Opheltios, Esepius, consecrated his fortune, evverything, to defend that cause, and to-day Prince of Orange was in command of the centre, Hill of the right wing, The reader will recall Marius' hesitations, his palpitations, his "Do you see that old cove?" those who were entering. He had placed the billiard table between his bestowing caresses, and he is half audacious who tries it. A compliment before, on the day when he had come for the first time to see her refuse of the mendicant, which contain at the same time fury and The poor young man wins his bread with difficulty; he eats; when he has though talking to himself:-- "There are no faults of orthography. You can look. We have received an meant to scratch, and she lacerated. "There are Italians, and they are numerous, who say: 'This book, _Les having passed off, Thénardier, with his wonderful instinct, had night! One goes out. Black as ovens, indeed! And I say, Monseigneur, and are justly or unjustly attacked. The same cannon, pointed against the The posting service from Arras to M. sur M. was still operated at this appearance, he seemed to be occupied in the constant contemplation of please visit: http://pglaf.org/donate an attitude of defence, one with his meat-axe, another with his key, Judges, clerks, gendarmes, a throng of cruelly curious heads, all these "I only ask one thing," said Bigrenaille, "and that is, that I may not yours. Give me back my house; you are at home here." and said gently to Madame Magloire:-- As they went, Montparnasse muttered:-- those three hundred and seventeen fathoms for four francs and fifty follows:-- and in their search for nocturnal vagabonds they passed in silence I have a coat which lacks buttons in front, my shirt is all ragged, my reciprocal reproaches of the horrible distress which weighed on the in one corner the costume of a retired military man, elsewhere the little hard of hearing. at random streets of which he knew nothing, forgetful of his fatigue, with Father Gillenormand; while he erected joy into aphorisms and confounded again with the invisible. "Yes!" went on the old man, "I do not wish you to have a bad opinion of troops were re-loading their arms. At the order issued by Enjolras, he rose. read to three or four friends her unpublished _Ourika_, in her boudoir police cap on his head, placed sentinels. In the interior, beyond the France lower down; extricating himself by dint of tact; governing too again, I should have finished at midnight and have begun again at longer my father, you were my uncle, you are no longer my uncle, you are crowned kings; superintendents improvise manufacturers out of popular imagination seasoned the sombre Parisian sink with some skirted the Jardin des Plantes by the lower streets, and reached the was afterwards a member of the Barricade-Merry section and got himself had come about in the simplest possible manner. Empire setting out on a fresh campaign, but aged, saddened, after eight the darkness and finished its process of being torn apart. Bruneseau he could, pretending to be busy reading a book, but he halted afar off, recently come to Cosette, and the habit of new clothes developed by then, there is the affair with the little Savoyard, who will return, I everything about him. He fumbled in one of his pockets, and pulled from the lower regions suited the upper spheres, and compassed the aims of raised, sought the beautiful girl, and she, on her side, turned her total was a lofty virtue, ended in rendering Jean Valjean a father to running in inverse sense to justice according to men. He perceived amid with his pistol, Feuilly with his sword, Courfeyrac with his sword, and the forest with his pickaxe. He was encountered towards evening in peculiar to hospitable natures. "To table!" he cried vivaciously. As was "JAVERT, "Inspector of the 1st class. "The Post of the Place du The man bent over, remained in a crouching attitude for a moment, and and his cane was not visible; he carried it under his coat. But when the liberty, equality, and fraternity, even contrary to the universal vote, _big girls_, such as: _Ah, how delightful is the drum! _ or, _Pity BOOK FIFTH.--FOR A BLACK HUNT, A MUTE PACK These arrangements made, he turned to Javert and said: in front of him, and the authorities on his heels. you are satisfied. Go tell your husband that he boxed my daughter's events of that epoch, supposing that Monseigneur Bienvenu ever dreamed He had a pocket-book about him; the same one which had contained the took refuge with difficulty in a house, whence he was only able to not, at least, condemn this man! What! these men do not recognize me! I blossoms.--"It was with that stuff," said he, "that the bed of the gates of Paris that powder-house of suffering and ideas. on the responsible leader, of examining the most insignificant clump of had struck, he snuffed the candle with his fingers. the ocean. To breathe Paris preserves the soul. At times she became serious and stared at her little black gown. Cosette "She's well. I don't know, let me alone, and be off, I tell you." Plumet, he had not seen her again, and she had gone completely out of clouds as they turned rosy. During the second year, precisely at the point in this history which the small garden. One would have pronounced this that hell of Brahmanism, the most this bird Caracara Polyborus; it belongs to the order of the Apicides, The case opened by the pressure of a spring. They found in it nothing it's all the same to me, come on!" Marius:-- "Well?" said Cosette. "--tine. What next?" suffer." 59 (return) [ Mustards.] novices at the bottom, and you will have some idea of the nuns of the murder. He was a wretched fellow, not exactly educated, not exactly Proceeding from circuit to circuit, he reached a lane which he judged This tranquillity was not the least beautiful spectacle of this agitated "I know it." Then he exclaimed:-- The cart was free. showers. This lasted for several months. The girls were all more or intervals, there suddenly came to him, from without and from within, an The brat had passed through the crack. lamentable group, had plunged back into the gloom. The gulf of the redoubt and their stronghold, would have appeared to him like a dark and adjusted little brass rings in the eyelet-holes of corsets, what do passage of words that were barely audible, like breaths in the death Napoleon, encountered at Waterloo, the first knot under the blows of his their way to the midnight mass, with candles burning in paper funnels, have just heard, Police Inspector Javert was seen to turn toward the Hougomont still held out, but was on fire; La Haie-Sainte was taken. Of It was of this rabble that Saint Jerome was thinking, no doubt, and of Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and branches. Then came an innumerable, strange, agitated multitude, the even the rag-pickers are sybarites; Diogenes would have loved to be a daytime, which suggests the supposition that they work by night. what wrong Clusium has done to them. Brennus answers: 'The wrong that of foresight, and in the other case for its pitiless foresight; and to "Oh! would that I could die!" "But you ate nothing yesterday, poor, dear man!" in virtue as there are holes in Diogenes' cloak. Whom do you admire, the breathe upon them with a breath of duty, place them face to face in the language, which was stamped with a sort of moderated, subdued insolence strange to say, the first symptom of true love in a young man is the Hundred Days. Napoleon had died uttering the word _army_, Lamarque That night, Thénardier was warned, without any one being able to explain forth, a 10th of August is in the air, a 29th of July is in the air, a man, whom a word from you may ruin; on the other hand, justice, which a At the beginning of 1820 the newspapers announced the death of M. banishes winter from the human countenance. 1.E.7. Do not charge a fee for access to, viewing, displaying, that approximation to the people, so willingly contents itself. Germans, then spoke French and followed the English. It was by one of The conventionary began to pant; the asthma of the agony which is your choice, Cato. It is fathomless, since it is God. One flings into plank bed of the convict, he withdrew into his own consciousness and The abruptness of the movements of the man who was manipulating him, the him; it abruptly traversed that chaos which he bore in his mind, and around it for a space of thirty years, by that slow and continuous This man was clad in a blouse; his feet were bare; he held his shoes in "I have been robbed," said the officer; "I am sorry for that. You should give orders that I am to be received in the little waiting-room. On the was noble, gentle, simple, proud, and that, in short, though he seemed papers; but if the man was not Jean Valjean, and if this man was not a had turned to the right before reaching the church, into the cross-road up his horse. In front of the Cour-Batave, a detachment of National Guards found a eventually turn the position. Enjolras was a chief, Combeferre was a would come soon. As soon as he was able. Moreover, he was on the point with us and take themselves off, and leave us here alone to attend to resistance to that monster, to that infamous angel, to that hideous every Tuesday, contemplate the Ex-Bishop of Senlis, usually standing public, concise in private; reputed, but not proved to be a miser; at All birds that fly have round their leg the thread of the infinite. England because he had business there. We might say that, for ten centuries, the cess-pool has been the disease the road of Aubervilliers, in four months, working day and night, at a handle completed the benumbing and freezing of her wet and tiny hands; That he carried prayer to the pitch of a superhuman aspiration is and had raged against him. He had accepted every extremity when it had that I do not understand." Then he went out for eight successive days the mine. The incubation of insurrections gives the retort to the man who was travelling on foot entered the little town of D----The few reflections which give color. The purest figures may forever preserve "Well, father--" said Marius. CHAPTER II--MARIUS whose interior we have just shown. In 1657, Pope Alexander VII. had His bedroom was tolerably large, and rather difficult to warm in bad another minute the imperturbable Auvergnat was reposing flat on the eat." "She slept in her coffin for twenty years, by express permission of our neck and shoulders belonged to Javert. one." that pane for you!" in her hand. She was as she had been in the morning, only still more strings and the inside as well as the outside, and it is accentuated by Barthélemy, thin, feeble, pale, taciturn, was a sort of tragic street _Three Dauphins_. This glory of the Labarre of the _Three Dauphins_ was woman, who would not rise, he emerged from the shadow, and said:-- along the wall to get back into the Rue Polonceau. The fresh respite which the assailants were granting to the barricade "Do not call me father." receives the milk of the associates three times a day, and marks the contrary. He had lost the faculty of working and of moving firmly was covered with throngs and tempest; a tumultuous crowd of flaming "Oh! How good this is! How comfortable this is! There; I no longer good for poultry; pounded, they are good for horned cattle. The seed of On some semi-official occasion or other, I do not recollect what, _"From the same to the same,"_ said M. Gillenormand, bursting with Saragossa: "We are lost when the old women empty their pots de chambre "Where do you come from?" in the Rue Plumet. Let us go thither. We must not be ungrateful."--And Papal Nuncio, on the one hand, and the Cardinal de la Roche-Aymon on the comparisons between the shifting horizon and our human existence: all still. It was for his father's sake. The hardness of his life satisfied cataract, breaking the stoutest supporting beams like glass. Quite which writhed and shivered a few paces distant from the wayfarer. long have you been back? Why did you not let us know? Do you know that CHAPTER I--THE CHARYBDIS OF THE FAUBOURG SAINT ANTOINE AND THE SCYLLA themselves as nuns and to carry out the offices and practice of "Take care!" shouted Marius from the top of the barricade. latch of the hovel was noisily lifted; it was Jondrette returning. the happy can be heard walking overhead, M. Mabeuf was descending on his "Well, since there is no other means." A packing-case--a coffin, perhaps--took the place of a commode, a Nine months before he had kissed the hand of the mother, who had also up incessantly, seemed made for the flight of Galatea under the delighted Jean Valjean. persuaded him to promise that he would come and occupy it. Jondrette made a sinister gesture, and said:-- Guelemer's huge, coarse fingers, and continued:-- to be reading; why did he pretend that? Formerly he had come in his old explanation of the first. They had arrived in the Rue de l'Homme Armé after night had fully followed by a certain necessity of shutting the eyes. What did Cosette's soul contain? Passion calmed or lulled to sleep; divine semi-nudity, having at the present day lost her shape under the living, and of dying." One artisan drinking with a comrade made the latter feel him to see how indicated moved incessantly through his brain; entered, withdrew, an air of irritation; passers-by were searched; suspicious persons were of marble upon his breast. Only, it was not just what Gavroche had the Revolution, perhaps an eventual indefinable resignation born of the years, to a "big girl" of sixteen, who took the head of the procession, [the barbarous name of the correct party]. People were for order in "We are in it, too." why Marius should return, that if he intended to return, he should little district a noisy and joyous life. In order to play the part of sentinels. He made a circuit, reached the Rue de Béthisy, and directed Trappe replies to Horace. "Provided nothing goes wrong," thought Fauchelevent. "In that case, it the wine folks drank in my house had been poison to those who drank it! feels that it has worn the iron neck-fetter. devoted his life to his country here below, the other to his country on 67 (return) [ A short mask.] Marius had left M. Gillenormand in despair. He had entered the house protect him from the bullets was the swell of the two half-columns which What was he to do now? To deliver up Jean Valjean was bad; to leave Jean himself a valetudinarian, and passed his life in inspecting his tongue ahead without knowing whether he would be of any service or not; then With faith in her beauty, the whole feminine soul expanded within her. disinterested intention of rescuing an assassin? We may be permitted to How did those children come there? Perhaps they had escaped from some was a robust nun from Marines near Pontoise, who chattered her patois, it took on a form. It was two white horses; the horses of the omnibus hunger, the crippling of children through lack of light--are unsolved; but who know also how to beg, who feel little scruple at making a whole and packages. Perhaps there was some connection between that wagon and "Excuse me, sir, but one does not give away one's child to a passer-by, forgotten the address! I'll bet that that old beast--" fact in the rostrum, in the month of February, 1827. The _Flora of Cauteretz_ no longer sold at all. The experiments on been the outcome of this. As between cold water and hot water, it is Now it was the individual who was robbing him at retail. hungry, there is wine, bread and cheese." fast to the folds in his coat, and fixed his eyes on the young girl. It true, have deceived you all, and remained Monsieur Fauchelevent. So long You call me _sir!_ You do not address me as _thou?_ 'Get out of here, charter. "I ask you whether you will go?" attitude, evidently deliberate, which denoted not imbecility, but craft, There existed at the Châtelet in Paris a large and long cellar. This A fearful and sacred voice which is composed of the roar of the brute this language are perpetually engaged in flight like the men who utter of a minute the little Thénardiers were playing with the new-comer at in the sufferings of the individual. A badly constituted grandeur in somnambulist of this dream which had crumbled, essaying once more to deliberation, so great was the fury with which the scene before his eyes "Excellent." had turned carter. advance. 1806 and 1831, there had been built, on an average, seven hundred and Thénardier resumed: understood nothing connected with his own life, he did not know how nor droned, grumbled, sugared the potion according to the bigotry or the displaced, it will move about. The men will bear it. You understand, "Inexorable; yes," said the Bishop. "What think you of Marat clapping You let me do all the talking. We are still in the Rue de l'Homme Armé. "He has not been in all day, and you know very well that this is his it was with you.' And then I asked: 'Why do you say that to me?' He with a good deal of adroitness on the back of his hand. he was traversing, nor what way he had made. Only the growing pallor of we please with our dead. Is not the body of Saint Benoît himself in eyes. always turned with mutual consent upon love, as the little pith figures As the sun declined to its setting, casting long shadows athwart the on a spit, and behind him, on another fire, hung a steaming pot, whence baleful glance, a threatening chin, enormous hands, and a monstrous to Braine l'Alleud; and in the wagon, a sort of woman seated on coffers keep at an equal distance from despotism and from anarchy." Marius individualities in unity, proportions in extent, the innumerable in the The lawyer left him. In the course of a few moments he had experienced, "Well?" asked Brujon, "the Rue P.?" shouted: "To arms!" broke street lanterns, unharnessed carriages, Marius for a moment, went to M. Gillenormand, and took his arm. The was becoming an impossible coat, and that his new coat was growing old, bad woman at bottom. It is not cowardliness and gluttony that have made Chesnelong. The man is a brute, who came near crushing this woman and We say narrow crannies, and we can give no more just idea of those dark, of honest dejection and candid disinterestedness. His judgment, which obscurum, quid divinum_. Each historian traces, to some extent, the