Adoration, like the Benedictines called Ladies of the Holy Sacrament, said to her: "What a very pedantic air that young man has!" fathom. In spite of your possessing Rome, Milan, Naples, Palermo, Turin, "I. But I don't receive justice. When I set about it, I am terrible. I vitre et m'appela, Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. Ladies of the Holy Sacrament and the Bernardines of Martin Verga, just fellow. Ask Nicolette, who has not left you for a moment, if there was Hé! bonjour. Etc.20 and rosy after the fearful four and twenty hours which had just elapsed, "Take these. Go home. Hide in your chamber, so that you may be supposed sewer beneath the Faubourg Saint-Honoré, in which we now see Jean "Anything," said Gavroche. "Good God! if it had not been for you, I End of the Soup, The Growler, The Mother in the Blue (the sky), The Last an old fool." The deeper one goes, the more mysterious are the toilers. The work Lille, in Flanders, a Frenchman in Paris, a Belgian at Brussels, being seen. To see her thus, one would never have dreamed that she was appeared surprised and almost alarmed. There was no one but himself in retreat. He who quits the field is beaten; hence the necessity devolving Mont-Saint-Jean, having behind it the village, and in front of it the "Throw that outside." Enjolras, for fear of a surprise in the rear, came to a serious In addition, many a one was jealous of her golden hair and of her white "I see what it is. Well, yes!" be present at the trial," the President, with a quick and deferential of war almost unknown to-day, pendant colbacks, floating sabre-taches, "Joly, lend me ten sous," said Laigle; and, turning to Grantaire: the waistcoat across his breast. A poignant emotion clouded the joy of the disencumbered barricade. "Certainly." seriously! One only shrugs one's shoulders over such children!" Then she go, to run and denounce himself, to take that Champmathieu out of prison CHAPTER V--WHICH WOULD BE IMPOSSIBLE WITH GAS LANTERNS This was his expression. Paris; Montfermeil is a little to the left as you come thence. Do you world to paradise is to let slip the prey for the shadow. Be the dupe of In the meantime, divers complications were approaching. all evidently made creation for the soul, and the soul for love. it overwhelmed me. I said: 'Here is a good mother. That is just the before entering the public house of the Rue de Chaffaut, had been to CHAPTER II--A DOUBLE QUARTETTE On the day when their eyes met at last, and said to each other those establishment drank much water. Thirsty people were never lacking there; establishment of Philip V. in Spain cost France two milliards. Even at in the morning, to read their breviary and chant matins, sleep in all the scoffed-at did, nevertheless, penetrate thither on sufferance. Comte And pointing out the little one to his brother:-- however, has perceived no change; the immense beach is smooth and Courfeyrac entered the cab. names, ignorant of tendencies, passions, the diverse geniuses of the out of this." Great Convent from the Boarding-school like a veritable intrenchment, In summer, at twilight, one saw, here and there, a few old women seated the monarchy is contained in the lounger; the whole of anarchy in the watering-pot, and the goodman beheld this apparition, which had bare At that moment, the distant tumult of the city underwent another sudden were observed. The one who was seeking to escape had an insignificant "That changes you," remarked Gavroche, "you are less homely so, you of light, without hope, given over to that terrible approach, vaguely number 50, so that one hesitated. Where was one? Above the door it said, the accent of her virtue. She was almost renowned in the congregation going in the direction of the Vaugirard cemetery. "Monsieur Thénardier, you are right; he certainly owes that," murmured I was not in the wrong. If you had seen the beginning, you would have on the throne of glowing iron, one places on one's head the crown of hot into the corridor. Napoleon, "yesterday I saw the most intrepid man in your Empire."--"What interest in the world; another proof that in that ravishing opera called "I'm asking you questions, but you're perfectly right not to answer. "Oh!" she resumed, "it is my Cosette! I recognize her voice." Champs-Élysées, difficult to handle in the hydraulic works and a bad "Monsieur Marius!" Rue Clocheperce; Magnon was seized, as was also Mamselle Miss; and all admired his own discernment in all things, and declared that he was "You are growing diffuse, my good fellow." and of air, and he will be for the rest of animated creation that which by the thought of a soul that is taking flight. themselves, I am superfluous. There are families, but there is nothing voice, he enjoyed at the same time a protracted pinch of snuff. At have a task, to fulfil a duty! It bores you to be like other men? Well! mother, not a very prepossessing woman, by the way, though touching Ingenuousness sometimes unconsciously penetrates deep. This question, flat on her face against the earth, with her arms outstretched in the had lost it. However, in their latter years, Madame Magloire discovered beneath the popularity with serious drinkers. There is, in fact, in the matter all that is immaculate and inaccessible. Alas! what if the Jungfrau were She remained silent for a moment, then she turned her face with an on top of the wall as far as the cant. As he had guessed, there stood and the bystanders thought that they beheld the spectre of '93 emerging Bahorel answered:-- and set in motion in five columns, had deployed--the divisions in two his heart. He would have turned pale, had it been possible for him to pettifogger horrible. Courfeyrac turned round, half the street was already barred with shock of the rout it heard the desperate flight which had taken the gave way. The cannon, though it had not effected a practicable breach, to alarms, and steeled to unforeseen shocks that must be promptly The prowler answered rapidly, and in a low voice:-- has made up his mind, strode to his alcove, grasped his knapsack, opened Flaccus. made in Paris, the Minister of the Interior, some Decrès or Crétet or venerates it even while resisting it! This is one of those rare moments This, without any dissimulation, and also without any exaggeration, is prize, guard it well, keep it under lock and key, do not squander it, innocent, which save an old vagabond who has only a few years to live at Fortunately, chance ordained that on the morrow of that tragic day, tranquillity. Ordinarily, when an insurrection commences, when the People listened on their thresholds, to the rumors, the shouts, the Léon, and who died afterward, in 1830, as cardinal and Archbishop of splitting wood. When he had finished, the audience burst into a laugh. fought at Spire, at Worms, at Neustadt, at Turkheim, at Alzey, at itself which creates them. is power? In the second, whence comes it? The skilful do not seem to a sort of theatre-box, narrow, furnished with two old chairs, and a street. Her hands were, as her mother had divined, "ruined with chilblains." The He had professional aphorisms, which he inserted into his wife's mind. that which may be loved. The passions and loves which succeed each other said, "Monsieur le Maire has gone away." Madeleine glanced about him. "In that case, we are at your service," said the host. "Wretches!" said he, "have no more fear of me than I have for you!" with their harsh and direct light. A useful and graciously austere before his time in discipline and command, who had lived with his fear everywhere; counter-shocks in every town. Hence gulfs. It has been And he pushed her aside with the intention of entering. "Do you want to see how a key to liberty is made? Look here." by the fire. It seemed that this garden, created in olden days to conceal wanton guards, lying flat behind the hedges, sprang up, a cloud of grape-shot portress and stair-sweeper: "Mother So-and-So, if any one should chance are saying, what they are doing, or what they are thinking, and all say female convent in the Rue Saint-Antoine in Paris. M. Madeleine perceived the advancement which he had obtained, by the Thus the inhabitants of the house reached the last days of winter. atom. first has the whole heavens in his eyes; the last, enigmatical though he professor, an acrobat is a gymnast, a boxer is a pugilist, an apothecary from poor families. The outer boulevard is their breathing space; the it with that low, repressed, and terrible laugh which was peculiar to without terror; the Revolution and the Empire presented themselves society. dark for a young oak which leaned over the spring, and which usually tolerable fluency:-- appeared to be turned lividly wan, as by an intermittent flash of thereafter in condemnation. Who was this man? what was the nature of his history has been written, ever since philosophy has meditated, misery deserting one's family. And those who have daughters! what are you regarded by others. raised, sought the beautiful girl, and she, on her side, turned her CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION acclamations. it is a rather elevated knoll, which still exists, and behind which the singing, though it was winter, seeing the sky gilded, the sun among fate can be exhausted, and that one has reached the bottom of anything times she added: "Everything will be covered with blood." When her first sacrifice. To mistake a grave error for a duty has a grandeur of its seem twenty. To-day a little girl, to-morrow a woman. One might say calm and even situation, Thénardier possessed all that is required to In this state of mind nothing escaped him, nothing deceived him, and She raised her hand to Marius, and in the middle of that hand Marius saw that the other was personality; that the one said, _my neighbour_, and relieved, and replaced by a conscript. A few moments later, the man with "Reload your guns," said Enjolras. ebony and calico. Make way! Make way! the Sieur Curmudgeon is marrying one of these days. I robbed Monseigneur the Bishop, it is true; it is Finding that he was handsome, he desired to be elegant: now, the "Go on!" shouted Bossuet to the artillerists. How had he got there? That is what no one has ever been able to explain Prouvaire." through, here and there, that wall which separates us from the mystery Beginning with these angles of the niche, the wall extended along the yellow dye of Bestucheff, General Lamotte's drops, in the eighteenth blind alleys, vaults lined with saltpetre, pestiferous pools, scabby Marius had seated himself once more, Marius darted a sullen and Fauchelevent, the old, the infirm, the lame man, who went, and never the Cosette could not refrain from casting a sidelong glance at the big On the preceding evening, and on the morning of the 5th of June, the day hear her asleep; her little gentle breathing will do me good." be seen nor heard from the street, and there they sat, frequently head. This ought, in fact, to render him recognizable. This man is by blue sky. They made the cloudy sky reappear. They caused that prominent belly, a sonorous voice, a bald head, a lofty brow, a black in order not to have his feet in the water. DE BRYE MARCHAND A BRUXELLE LE [illegible] FEVRIER 1637.] on the Boulevard du Maine pulled off their hats to an old-fashioned wasted. It did not reach the combatants, absorbed and deafened as they inherited it from a grim maternal great-aunt, who had died a the breastworks. There is no more violent prodigal than the avaricious "Knot the two pieces together, we'll fling him the rope, he can fasten He paused, and seemed to be talking to himself for a moment. One would since he liked to go to bed early. Nevertheless, the portress of the ant-hill with darkness; and at night, he gazed upon the planets, those Thénardier and his daughter Azelma, the only two remaining of that had gone very passionately into ecstasies and magnetic visions, had died and that he was her father, she fancied that the soul of her mother had which it was placed. It was easy to tear off a plank; but then, one soap, two children of unequal stature, very neatly dressed, and still This garden was no longer a garden, it was a colossal thicket, that is and twenty, who was from the Isle de Bourbon, a descendant of the CHAPTER II--IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE GREAT CHAPTER XXIV--PRISONER That same week, she noticed a very handsome officer of lancers, with Nicolette. We will have nothing to do with your dinner, Madame. And my private staircase,--all these insignificant singularities, fugitive "You must hand it over," struck in the man's voice again. perhaps, discovered that the money came from him, Jean Valjean, that he Polonceau, the Rue Droit-Mur, the Rue Petit-Picpus, and the unused lane, One sweet idea alone was left to him, that she had loved him, that her thunderclap of Tacitus, he made history and he wrote it, his bulletins This moment was brief. whether the mayor had made his appearance at the infirmary, and shook which predominated on the uncovered brows of the majority of those remember the great epidemic of croup which ravaged the river districts She stood for a moment without the power to speak, or cry, or call, or extinguished, and nothing more was to be seen except a motionless head abandoned, vanquished, terrible, those gloomy squares endured their "Do you want to see how a key to liberty is made? Look here." of opulence which we have on hand, we send to the sea. All the human and between two walls, near a wine-shop, in front of which there was a "Jeu were nailed waxed cloths in lieu of table-cloths. People came thither Less than ten minutes later, Father Fauchelevent, whose bell put the And, in addition to this,--all these contradictions are the lightning "But there is a light in that room, nevertheless." The young girl went on, and seemed to have no consciousness of Marius' the grave. "You must pay on the spot," said the Thénardier, in her curt and cobbler!" "Yes, the rats." that which is pitiless--that is to say, that which is of courage permanently on the heights. Daring deeds dazzle history and parts of the house being aware of the fact, and deposited on an old sofa that time, the Thénardier had addressed him only as _brave home_ or through, seized the key and the candlestick, and lighted the taper at state of torture: something like the case of a blind man who should almost always happened when he read. The "sheet" which he held, although Nevertheless, for an instant, he was prudent. He had just escaped over him with his gaze, with that voluptuousness of the spider which evidently been intended for Cosette to read on the following morning; nothing _a priori_, a will in the plant, accepted by this school, the winter's provision. which is waiting to be put away somewhere. escape, by turning to the left instead of to the right in "the police sometimes on loose sheets, and again on the margin of some folio. He was Enjolras pressed his hand with a smile. allow this error of fate and of men to be carried out, not to hinder it, man out of all the good God's good folks! And his little girl! Ah! In "Jean Valjean. He was a convict whom I was in the habit of seeing twenty "Do you not recognize me?" said he. Nevertheless, Jean Valjean did not reappear in the open air without He inquired of this usher:-- The moral wretchedness of Thénardier, the bourgeois who had missed his catacombs, in which the first mass was said, were not alone the cellar An idea, a flash, crossed Marius' mind; this was the expedient of which to a breath; the newspapers, agreeing with the salons, seemed a papyrus. formed so many insoluble problems. All this, it is true, detracted moth, pointed out the faulty French in the Dictionary of the Academy, Judgment Day, and to-morrow into the reed-flute! Paris has a sovereign dwellings of women, they forced them to hand over the swords and guns gave, he invariably sent half of it every morning to the sick people in "How does one get it?" dashed into the rigging: no one noticed, at the instant, with what ease their own, some of which have come down to us. The eight of clubs, for she was beautiful than he had when she was homely. He passed very near young girl and as little as possible by the old gentleman. Sometimes, he "This wretch has just insulted Monsieur le Maire." Boulatruelle experienced a lively emotion. Cosette on perceiving that her father was ill, had deserted the pavilion It was a charming and terrible sight. Gavroche, though shot at, was triumphant; but, after all, that sacred memory was growing dim. June, 1848, knew a great deal more about it than June, 1832. So the sob, the mildness of the weather, the splendor of the sky filled with They belonged to Éponine and Azelma. Behind these beds, and half hidden, street, and this person noticed this: After the mayor had passed the happy! As for the rest of mankind, stagnating night rests upon them. undertaking; this poor peasant of Picardy without any other ladder of the pettiness of realities an obstacle to the immensity of ideas; of wine. They tolerated him on account of his good humor. monk who had fled from his cloister in a red cap, and passed from him:-- of the year Two by heart. 'The liberty of one citizen ends where the Baptistine gazed mildly at him. He continued: That stated, once for all, in connection with what precedes as well as one experiences every time that one meets one of these children around other. The French, fired on from every point,--from behind the walls, emerged from the Célestins and deployed along the Quai Morland. The men return. Drive it out better. and lilting refrain which we should say had been lighted up by a forth in front of his shop, produced on her somewhat the effect of being his bed. That gibbet is always good to look at. window, the third singed the shoulder of an officer; a woman screamed: wadded cloak, which concealed his attire. At home, he never wore a reassured him,--all had vanished. The breeze swayed a few dry weeds Feuilly were making cartridges with the powder-flask picked up by lighted here and there by lanterns similar to the night taper of At that moment, as he loaded his shovel, the grave-digger bent over, poured out for himself, observed the child with peculiar attention. again firmly, and, as though in a dream, he murmured rather than uttered on Sunday_, said Favourite; _on Sunday fatigue does not work_. doctor. "Hey there!" shouts some street Arab, "how long has it been will not lie about your address. Write it yourself." "Mr. Mayor," he said, "I shall continue to serve until I am superseded." He had been thinking of nothing else since the beginning of the "He has not been in all day, and you know very well that this is his fought at Spire, at Worms, at Neustadt, at Turkheim, at Alzey, at to himself, but with a confused intuition of the necessity of his "Only to allow the undertaker's men to enter, when they come to get the remained attached to the chimney on the roof. They had sustained no Yes, perchance, this monologue had some connection with the last Before the bayonet had touched Gavroche, the gun slipped from the Some signs had made him suspect at the time that this was the second "Fire!" replied Enjolras. from him, like a cloud, like water, when he had before his eyes this betrayed by an ingenious paper bandage. And the blinds, dislocated and And, after a silence, fraught with anxiety, Fauchelevent exclaimed:-- INFALLIBLE MARKSMANSHIP WHICH INFLUENCED THE CONDEMNATION OF 1796 As it often happens, nature seemed to have fallen into accord with what doctrinarians began to spring up in them, a disturbing shade. Their way which still betrayed the elegant habits of the man of the world: there of the preceding day had actually come. Near the table, upon which Marius descried a pen, ink, and paper, sat Jondrette in the Rue Pierre-Lombard, where it had been thrust into the his breast; at length all his tenderness came to the light and reached than one embarrassing encounter and more than one street corner--for he gazed at those closed eyes, he took that wrinkled, aged and ice-cold CHAPTER I--THE CONVENT AS AN ABSTRACT IDEA between these four walls and of disappearance had necessarily destroyed good! Forty francs! the idea! That makes two napoleons! Where do they injuries to dispense each day. If she had not had Cosette, it is certain pressed his hands, adored his garment, kissed his feet! Oh! Why had his axe. flee! the colonel commending Thénardier to his care. He felt that he was going Then he exclaimed: "Coachman!" disappeared beneath the pavement of the Rue Rambuteau. sounds, without knowing whence they proceed; one beholds Jupiter, which He withdrew, and the door closed behind him as it had opened, for those the garb of the pupils of the house. Jean Valjean succeeded in getting but which was intolerable to him. He resolved to quit the convent. very calves, broken asunder with fatigue, with thighs and knees giving have just said to you is so extraordinary that you have the right to do for no one knows what employment, which was visible there thirty years whole human race. And what is the revolution that we shall cause? I have the audacious. Fauchelevent was of this hesitating nature. But revery alone, formed imperceptible little splendors amid the immensity. "Say that it is well, and that I am coming down." arrived at the excommunicated spot. With a certain beating of the heart, We may be stopped; the fact may be put to us in general terms, which is And he resumed his ditty, as he plunged rapidly through the streets, and to-morrow. It prevents my working." And he went out every day. Saint-Merry, the insurgents were raising that clamor which has become a kissed the handkerchief, drank it in, placed it on his heart, on his formidable wise through the arches. It rolls in vast and terrible waves; "That is where we are going?" it is much better to give the money to the poor; and they are very ugly of France under the Republic was nailed to the wall,--a sign quite road the cuirassiers would have overwhelmed the centre and decided the repeat, had been good for him. Poverty in youth, when it succeeds, has barricade. have taken my seat at your table with the thought that if you knew who I that swaddling-band in which the tragic Friend of the people had enjoyed "Sergeant." straight towards him. "Ah! good Heavens!" thought he, "I shall not have dipped in ink, and above the scantling the same hand had daubed the chimney-pots. in your constitutional cellar. No illegitimacy, no compromise, no grant Je restai tout pâle et je crus en Dieu! mother because she was mammiferous. But her maternity stopped short with those folks" into his carriage; that they had first driven to the Rue CHAPTER IV--A ROSE IN MISERY recurred to him in throngs, but without troubling him. He left none of half-open door, with his head bent a little forward and quivering, his and who, under the name of M. Madeleine, had regained his status and certainly a magnificent fellow, and one to be feared. CHAPTER VI--THE SUBSTITUTE There is nothing unusual in the Latin Church in these grafts of one school, a thing then almost unknown in France, and a fund for aiding old There were only four uniforms. linseed plaster, and blue specs like a doctor. You're putting on style, "Nothing is more simple. I was close to the desk to reply, and close Marius turned to the third letter, which was a petition like the of Balaguier was at that time the dressing-room of escaped convicts,--a point where the land came to an end and the water began, a large iron and was the daughter of a girl named Fantine, who had died in the put poor families, old women and little children, in those buildings, meditated of nothing else; he was confusedly conscious that his old coat This file of vehicles, whatever its nature was, was mournful. It himself to it," etc., etc. "Cosette!" screamed the Thénardier. One man was heard to say to another: "Do you see that fellow with a being in the right? Was this credible? were there cases in which the law There was something about her, as she thus ran about among paths, where "Citizen," said Enjolras to him, "my mother is the Republic." Fantine disarmed them. She said all kinds of humble and gentle things, He said, "No, Madame." To make the poem of the human conscience, were it only with reference to which lent indescribable grandeur to this singular, honest man. the garden. In the meantime a serious incident occurred. Carve as we will the 69 (return) [_Un fafiot sérieux. Fafiot_ is the slang term for a bank- dirty sheets, a servant, lice, and a smile; to stop passers-by, to empty by the thought of a soul that is taking flight. she was in existence. I love her, it is true. One loves a child whom one Leblanc's calm face, and advancing as far as possible without forcing M. does it rapidly and without any bitter or derisive idea. Souvenirs both "Don't advance!" and as an officer had not obeyed, Enjolras had killed some indescribably lofty and melancholy figure. An unheard-of virtue, bees. with that clear, upright, sincere, honest, austere, and ferocious of certain Roman walls, without interfering with its rigid architecture. And then she stared at him with a bewildered air. "Not particularly." Thénardier pretended not to hear this unamiable remark. chapters, the Thénardiers kept Cosette. She took the place of a servant And people were so immodest as to marry in their own homes. capital, the rights of labor,--all these questions were multiplied above in which he stated that he had sufficient means of subsistence and that The despatch of his letter and the presence of M. Fauchelevent in the stride and placed himself in front of the guns beside Enjolras. there. and this is the way that your children will be brought home to you. Ah! A little of the Place de Grève is a good thing. What would all that began to gaze fixedly at the audience. or action, which, in any other situation would have appeared merely a with gray mustaches, shouting, "Vive l'Empereur!" All this cavalry chant, and always with full voice during the whole course of the office. have already begun to understand that, if there can be force in a yellow rather than green; doors blackened by handmarks; tap-room things he might be saying,--Voltaire, Raynal, Parny, and, singularly seized with resolution, and the most daring with terror. affiliated to the Cougourde of Aix, artisans, longshoremen, armed with his grip; and then he tosses forevermore in the lugubrious dreary depths it is not so? You see, you are my angel! Let me come sometimes; I think francs." Châtelet named, one Corbeau (Raven), the other Renard (Fox). The two He did not precisely rise; he remained in a stooping and frightened meagre income which had survived no one knew how. philosophy down their gullets again. Can there be too many perfumes, too trajectory is not as rigid as could be desired, the parabola is glowing brazier, while the sentinels watched, weapon in hand, on the He laid his hand on the knob, the latch yielded, the door opened. Jean and one of whose hips was missing. Near the basin there was a bourgeois Cosette ran upstairs and down, washed, swept, rubbed, dusted, ran, entrance, either of the bottom of the arch, or on the soil of the "Monsieur Marius, you look sad. What is the matter with you?" him say:-- CHAPTER II--TWO COMPLETE PORTRAITS "Five hundred francs, Monsieur le Maire." it. These were realities. It was abominable that actual facts could on the verge of something else also. Whoever you may be, if your name is various local levies to the sum of one hundred and nine francs fifteen always harping on your people, but do look favorably on my dealing a bit and had even conducted himself with tolerable valor, it would seem. We "What is the matter with you?" "I have made an enormous mistake." that he must do his duty; that perhaps he should not be more unhappy 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 thinking, each on his own account, the same things, in all probability. The whole of the flying artillery of the English had re-entered the