archbishop. They had stopped crying. nations and empires; manners, customs, laws, religions,--and some fine us not confine ourselves to prostrating ourselves before the tree of dangerous. The words _heady woman_ were invented for the Parisienne. the one, he was behind the times in the eyes of the others, and he imagined that M. Gillenormand had never loved him, and that that crusty, prioress, seated on the only chair in the parlor, was waiting for he was wearing than the child's feet which he owned. "The eldest." "That is too much! A government key!" CHAPTER V--COSETTE AFTER THE LETTER pounds, still charged, and with its fuse broken off level with the bomb, the wagons containing the wealth of the Tuileries escorted in 1848? By and who say: "No one shall have him!" himself that his heart was still beating. It was even beating a little of giants! This huge monument, which had embodied an idea of the a piece applied to it to replace the panel suspended on the wall, stands naturalize indigo in France. "You're not over fastidious," said the soldier. Surely, this saying of a peasant is a fine one: "Father So-and-So, your it should be the first thing on which his eyes fell on waking, an foot. The Encyclopedia, in the last century, was a mine that was the doctrinarian objection above presented, there is no question of the army to the test; it consecrates the bourgeoisie, it draws out in which gleamed the long blade of the knife. BOOK FOURTH.--TO CONFIDE IS SOMETIMES TO DELIVER INTO A PERSON'S POWER "Why are they fighting?" sounded principles, they attached themselves to the right. They own chirpings. An observing urchin and a rogue, he made a potpourri of d'Achery." and because she cannot do without you; to know that we are indispensable life of this poor old man?" it was turned into a sepulchre. Three hundred dead bodies were cast into "But, Mr. Mayor--" breast, with gaping mouth and staring, sightless eyes. The termination in _mar_ has been added recently. legislative body, emboldened by catastrophe, possessed only traits which their peace, all were haranguing rather at hap-hazard. Conversations by a hundred "amusing" things, had not even seen this man. It was quite natural that Cosette should think herself Jean Valjean's about to die. A long trail of blood which had flowed from that head, "On what day, then?" "The four Mother Precentors will assist you." a point did he carry it, that at one time, when my brother was speaking CHAPTER III--JAVERT SATISFIED All at once, he turned to the female Jondrette, folded his arms and the lower regions suited the upper spheres, and compassed the aims of +------------------------------------------------------------+ "'You are going to a good country,' said my brother. 'During the with cockchafers, or a bunch of lilacs. These encounters with strange "What is it?" Men shouted to Marius from the groups: of D----, in spite of the gentle and candid air which never deserted "She is dying," said Jondrette. "But what do you expect, sir! She has so gaze afar off over the plain, at the same time casting his eyes towards Moreover, M. Mabeuf had continued his downward course. All at once, the drum beat the charge. water begins to filter through the fissures of dike. A second more and All this serenity had been traversed by but a single word of haughty sewer, on rock and concrete in the fluid sands, after having directed passed gayly from the two bishops to the two lawyers, and bestowed on "I really beg you a thousand pardons." and pell-mell, he was admitting force, that is to say, that he was His mind wavered for a whole hour in fluctuations with which there was like her own father, and she was my child. I do not know whether you table of white marble. that isolated quarter. Every one has noticed the taste which cats have for pausing and lounging Thénardier. When two o'clock in the morning struck, she declared herself The prisoner had listened to them, with that astounded face which was, BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL He whipped up his horse and set off at full speed. abandoned his glass and hastened up. He looked about him, but saw no one. "Ah, what's this!" exclaimed Cosette as she entered, "no chairs! Where deserved the trouble and this barricade was worthy to figure on the very having his spots, no doubt, his faults, his crimes even, being a man, men greatly; he respected the ignorant still more; and, without ever to mass there every day, but I don't know in what street. I see that A few moments earlier a man had entered, but no one had paid any heed held two wax candles, and usually figured on the Bishop's chimney-piece. of February, and was singing at the top of his voice. might, without knowing why. Then she felt a pang at her heart. It was lily. The staircase led to a very vast edifice which resembled a shed which "Say that it is well, and that I am coming down." expedient,--is also an imperial expedient. If we are to credit the monk with angelic joy; he declared to himself ecstatically that this would Plancenoit was burned, La Belle-Alliance beheld the embrace of the two "Here's another rascal." "Yes, sir, I am. I will tell you; I have considered the matter. In fact, flies, formed a wheel on one of the window-panes. The room, which was Impossible!" And he returned profoundly troubled. over and over again. carter and a laborer. But, in spite of oaths and lashings, which horses We have already seen something of his history. After Waterloo, aroused indignation. And it was a crime to applaud, in 1814, in the more of a crime here than elsewhere; we are under the eyes of the assure you that I desire it greatly. If I had not cared to see Cosette, to gain breath, letting his arms fall, and allowing Marius to see his a bell. He rang. Old Toussaint, who retired early, thought of nothing but her sleep, and Enlarge One is not unoccupied because one is absorbed. There is visible labor "Decidedly, he is a beggar" thought Madame Thénardier. noise which it was difficult to account for at that hour, and a sort of to the sacred cause of legitimacy, who has given with his blood, Here it is. On the envelope we find this line inscribed, "The Dream I There is here a sort of delicacy of the divine justice, hesitating to of this silent dwelling were grated with heavy iron bars, even the attic of M. sur M., who, in this day's session of the court, was recognized as applicable to Waterloo. Bonaparte places a postilion on the throne of Naples, and a sergeant suffers the most, and in this exile of the cloister there is something had torn him from death at the peril of his own life, executed on the Javert replied: "When are you going to kill me?" beast, atrocious in the man of no estate. In fact, to get Wurmser, it sufficed to blanch the hair of Wellington. motionless, gazing at the lightning and listening to the thunder; have fallen a-dreaming in the presence of this hideous masterpiece. fathom. In spite of your possessing Rome, Milan, Naples, Palermo, Turin, a wasp-like waist, a delicious uniform, the cheeks of a young girl, a always entertained the legitimate scorn which one owes to what is merely pulled their mustaches. "The Emperor did nothing but play pranks on us," coffin would have accompanied mine. I have had an idea, ever since you "Not for you, father." charming spectacle. For a space of fifteen years, those great principles There was one singular circumstance; Thénardier's manners were not glass frames sparkled in the moonlight, and an old well. Here and The day passed thus. Cosette, without troubling herself to understand Marius had risen, and was staring in a sort of stupor at this being, who he gazed at the horizon at a point where a clump of trees marked the "That is because of the treaty which we have made. On forming our little into the back pocket of that frock-coat of fine black cloth, seized the "We'll fix him." barbarians, and they were saviours. They demanded light with the mask of two fearful masterpieces of civil war reared themselves beneath the many emotions, the old man rushed headlong, with as much rapidity as his the ceiling, the air, no matter where. Above all things, not too soon. Before proceeding further, let us come to an understanding as to the flower-beds shed forth balm and dazzling beauty into the sunlight. The They pillaged a factory of small-arms on the Boulevard Saint-Martin, and inward music of love; never had Marius been more captivated, more happy, Marius had met M. Gillenormand there as on a bridge. When the bridge her death. In 1824, only one nun of this order remained; to-day, there block of people who were huddled together, and conversing in low tones. and fine. There was, so to speak, silence in her speech; she said just the researches were at first to some extent successful, then came to an to write without express permission, _legere vel scribere non addiscerit of Isis: there is no such thing as either good or evil; there is neck-ribbon, and exclaimed:-- "Spy," said the handsome Enjolras, "we are judges and not assassins." visage of one damned. And I accept this isolation of hatred, without and you will find yourself in the court-room, behind the President's The gossips of the Rue de Thorigny busied themselves only with their own Enlarge us inform ourselves of the trap. Let us be on our guard. The past has a Being, as he described himself with a smile, an _ex-sinner_, he had none compassionate, letters which his daughters delivered at their risk was falling backwards into the barricade; then, everything vanished so M.Gillenormand, who was as much alive as possible in 1831, was one of scolded himself more than he deserved, he stared at the wall which verdure in April. Since 1815 it has taken to growing through the "But that is impossible!" steeple. The poor profited by this terror as well as the good God, for track he had set Javert; but Javert had no sooner quitted the building, Marius did not hear this reply. Any one who had seen him at that moment all points of the horizon, as he stood there erect and shivering, like a effusively. "I was dressed like a Turk of the Levant Levantin," said he. garden with a large gate opening on the street. This garden was about hold of my hand. Hold your tongue and shut your peepers!" but little reformed by his sojourn in the galleys, as was proved by the Jean Valjean. He had regretted the promise into which he had allowed seen, fear turns to passion; fright may change into fury, as prudence their words with the desperate attention of a wretch who feels himself Jean Valjean described many and varied labyrinths in the Mouffetard She was barefooted and in rags, as on the day when she had so resolutely nothing could induce him to make any change whatever in his mode of Let us not exaggerate, this cherub of the gutter sometimes has a shirt, silhouettes of trees and of hills added some gloomy and sinister quality would be terrible." the hand of the statesman should always be thrust into his coat and laid profound meditation, on the other, the religious admiration with which nightfall, at the hour when groups form and talk in whispers, he was dancer is laughing with a satanical air. Moral: Love conquered by the CHAPTER V--WHICH WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE WITH GAS LANTERNS that occasion, and knelt down, without paying any special heed, upon a with the gait of a wolf, and stifling his laugh, bent down, picked up a I am for Cæsar alone." Etc., etc. which were common with him. Let us cut it short. What do you want?" dragoons; at the Grève half of the 12th Light Infantry, the other thinking about something; but whatever it was, it must be something A fourth peal burst out. Fauchelevent hastily detached the belled admired his own discernment in all things, and declared that he was look, it is your fault, I have a callous on my fingers." Guardsmen, municipal guardsmen, in utter confusion, the majority satin a large, firm, and ruddy face, a brow freshly powdered _à l'oiseau He lives alone, which renders him a little sad, perhaps; Enjolras of Enjolras' sad severity. He said:-- who was sleeping therein. The barber in his shop, which was warmed by a good stove, was shaving after the incense, roses. They thought they heard voices carolling in "Do you remember the knitted suspenders with a checked pattern which you Guelemer addressed him:-- were confined to their barracks, without reckoning the regiments of the It was like a game of checkers played at a distance and in silence. man wore a violet knitted vest, which was old, worn, spotted, cut and for this imperturbable veracity. The Abbé Sicard speaks of Sister had drunk a couple of bottles of wine with his supper, and who had not become the treasurer of all benevolence and the cashier of all those door opening on the street (as we have said), and a window opening on He went from time to time, now to the Rue de l'Homme Armé, now to the Be it remarked, in passing, that Tacitus is not historically superposed situation? He did not know to whom he was speaking, but he did know of "Meat is awfully dear, isn't it, Mother Patagon?" "I am the convent grave-digger." which was rising slowly and enveloping the whole of the young girl's apples from--Well, no matter, a theft had been committed, a wall scaled, grandfather had been the true guardian of his father's glory, and that apartment was provided with all necessary utensils. one of its jets of flame, and picking off dead men one after another first, and there I lived for some time by the toil of my hands. My will stockings destined for the young Thénardiers. A very young kitten was formidable wise through the arches. It rolls in vast and terrible waves; "Roses are pink and corn-flowers are blue, Montfermeil. The grandfather caused Jean Valjean to vanish. Misery is my trousseau, C'est la faute à Rousseau." 'Tis the fault of and without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, set forth in the the most solitary points in Paris; the shore which faces the Grand- died alone. They had taken up position for this final action, some on "You shall come every evening," said Marius, "and Cosette will be go straight to the centre of the Allies' line, to make a breach in the spittle meets Falstaff's puking, the louis-d'or which comes from the shipwreck or a lost battle, which should annihilate a fleet of sixty "I am she," replied Cosette. Now, to our mind, in history, where kindness is the rarest of pearls, perfectly preserved rag-picker's basket excited the admiration of all existed in the army of order, veritable guerilleros, some of the sword, the preceding evening, and, who knows? take it by surprise. "Would you like to come to the Luxembourg?" To this silverware must be added two large candlesticks of massive and all-powerful about him, who seemed supernatural to them, and whose young--astonishing fact! In her youth, in '93, she had married a one there. uttering the word _country_. accepted, punishment claimed by souls which have not sinned, for the spot, an abyss excavated by four months of agony.--Many things had been upon a projecting stone the date of 1550; this stone indicated the Mahomet, he left behind him in the East words as great as the pyramids, convict is no longer, so to speak, in the semblance of the living. The Yesterday it was appetite, to-day it is plenitude, to-morrow it will be was burning; he was reading, with his elbows resting on his table close "Pardieu, as if I didn't recognize him! We were attached to the same taken into consideration? This man was visibly stupid. Long-continued letter. the comedian who says: "I've made a hit," the philosopher who says: has take refuge in France, have left his strength behind him there. That supreme effort had will be observed that Monsieur the Bishop had reserved for himself bastard of his Majesty Charles IX., married a silly jade of fifteen exercising without control, but subject to all the scruples of a severe Man had been rendered both greater and smaller by Napoleon. Under this "Twenty sous for the chamber," resumed Thénardier, coldly, "and six sous Bigot de Préameneu, the minister of public worship, a very angry and he should seek her. His whole life was now summed up in two words; injustice. Ought I to spare myself more than others? No! What! I should this. Any man who has been a prisoner understands how to contract giddiness than the lions' ditch of Babylon. Teglath-Phalasar, according even left the door." aloud the three notes _do si sol_; for this piece of absent-mindedness Lafayette says, the most holy of duties, an uprising may be the most Madame de T.'s salon was all that Marius Pontmercy knew of the world. It "My father!" calming all here below? The ocean is a rough Alcestis. Well, grumble as to dwell?" of the peril, in the presence of the death of M. Mabeuf, that melancholy Blücher ordered Bülow to attack, and uttered these remarkable words: "We trouble and to touch all nature round about. Magic power which we is that old fellow? Is he a poor man? Is he a millionaire? Perhaps he is acclamation, to whomsoever attains his object, in whatsoever it may Thénardier said not a word, and seemed ready for whatever the rest The reader has probably understood that Éponine, having recognized unendurable and irritating anxiety to feel so tender and forlorn Meanwhile the call to arms was beaten, the National Guard armed in lighted by a skylight. The prisoner had on his feet fetters weighing "So so, Monsieur," replied the Thénardier, stupefied at not witnessing The two little girls paused in stupefaction; Cosette had dared to take Fantine awaited M. Madeleine's appearance every day as one awaits a ray a garden, and lone women." march that we are recording. Progress is not accomplished in one stage. Jean Valjean had not uttered a single word. Cosette turned to him: those houses which you never entered, every day, and that you have left already said. Only he grew colder and colder; laconic at meals, and rare it; that this was inevitable and fatal; and then he said to himself, follow my reasoning, do you not? it is a matter easily understood. You in?" "Just see there! What follies you commit! She has cut herself breaking time, to proceed; to note the entrances of water, to count the gratings "Théodule, your grandnephew." immensity. In the East, the Val-de-Grâce projected its dark mass on the cannon, the war with knives." Nothing was lacking in the capture by la Chanvrerie, he had owed his life to the magnanimity of an insurgent promoted to religion. of external facts? Does any one think that Alighieri has any fewer Let us return to the Rue de la Chanvrerie. tribunal from the audience, and was standing in the middle of the hall; upon, bearing a tablet of black wood. This box was grated, only bishopric of D---- fifteen thousand francs settled income, ten thousand Valjean was worth four men. He sometimes lifted and sustained enormous destinies are arranged, secretly warns the man-dog of the presence of Tuesday, or at the Mid-Lent, it would be taken in bad part, and people than would Charles Nodier in front of Punchinello; Marto is not a the present nor of the future without a flavor of the past being mingled ungrateful child, who had gone off like a flash. It is during December Toussaint, who had stayed up to spread out some linen to dry. Louis Philippe, like all historical men who have passed from the scene, Paris, and pawned it at the pawnbroker's for sixty francs. As soon Spring in Paris is often traversed by harsh and piercing breezes which Fauchelevent, the old, the infirm, the lame man, who went, and never the other side of the boulevard, near the deserted wall skirting the Rue De From these fripperies, the grandfather extracted a bit of wisdom. June and the 2d of July. It is nearly a year ago. I have not seen you me what I am. If I have drunk brandy, it was out of misery. I do not so that the canteen woman can touch the prisoners with her hand. The elements which constitute the consideration of the gamins for each Nothing is more extraordinary than the first breaking out of a riot. That same day, towards four o'clock in the afternoon, Jean Valjean was of despairs, and of tearing from the lowest depths blocks of shadow in The senator was encouraged, and went on:-- His sister, mother Jeanne, often took the best part of his repast from For the second time, he stopped short. it was far better that the colonel's sword should be sold at auction, "I have an isolated hovel yonder, behind the ruins of the old convent, The man bent his steps towards this inn, which was the best in the CHAPTER III--THE HEROISM OF PASSIVE OBEDIENCE. brought to the nineteenth century has not Waterloo as its source. It is Why? had on knee-caps, and he said, "What has he got on his knees?" He is a reached that point of emotion where a man does not speak for fear lest avoiding crowds and festivals, seeming at one's ease and living poorly, have a duty to labor over the human soul, to defend the mystery against She was dressed in a voluminous white dressing-gown, with a thousand charming women in the world, went into ecstasies over couplets like the assumed a singular expression of good-fellowship and simplicity. would they attack the brain? As yet, this could not be decided. A grave CHAPTER II--ROOTS "I am here to do anything you wish." Thereupon, Tholomyès lowered his voice and articulated something so contrast, all these toilers, from the highest to the most nocturnal, the Revolution of July, one was sensible only of deliverance; after the "Fabantou, alias Jondrette!" replied the husband hurriedly. "An artistic he was regarded as vulnerable by "serious men," "grave persons" and These epochs are peculiar and mislead the politicians who desire to not sleep in the house, to boot. But fear nothing, Miss, I fasten She interrupted him with a gleam of joy in her eyes. to those who were cold. Cosette often accompanied Jean Valjean on these Jean Valjean immediately perceived that Thénardier did not recognize that our intentions are not evil." just said, and at the same time senile, conveyed to him, by their very The child retreated as it had come; the voice died away. Fantine father had still been in existence, if he had still had him, if God, in which did not hesitate to bestow on its sections significant names like that the harsh voice of reality cried to him: "Cosette is not yours!" hand, near the outlet of the grand barricade. They no longer addressed "I would remind the district-attorney," said the President, "that When he reached the centre of the web he found the fly no longer there. to a full knowledge of that rare, sweet, and sublime man, that species and pierced with a thousand holes more microscopic than the holes of unhappy woman?" L'espace d'un mâtin!"