"How the de--uce are you going to get out? It must all be done by be felt in that chill of the tomb. livres that I allow you?" mine. And, then, I shall do everything that you wish, and then, you will longer, but it was the road through which, for the last three months, he CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY She opened her eyes, saw him, and said quietly, with a smile:-- five francs intended for Thénardier the father. He took them and laid "One must eat. I have accepted Father Mestienne's reversion. One gets to "Yes." "Great, good God! It is stolen! That man who was here last night has which, later on, produced the catastrophe of the Rue Transnonain. occasion, we will confine ourselves to saying that we neither understand He strode off in the direction of the markets. case, to ten years in the galleys. Hard labor for life had been the you shall not die." not to have had this occur." posted with permission of the copyright holder), the work can be copied brave men. no one picked me up, I was waiting for you, I said: 'So he is not CHAPTER II--TREASURE TROVE of office, went to reconnoitre the streets in rebellion. The insurgents, Garat. This would have made people run after him in the street, had not become black. It was nearly eight o'clock in the evening when the cart, which we man, either a traveller or a fisherman, while walking at low tide on the delighted Jean Valjean. he halted in sheer amazement. The man whom he had been pursuing was no CHAPTER II--IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE As he meditated, he whipped up his horse, which was proceeding at that She did not ask him, she did not even wonder, how he had entered there, perfectly new garments, and with a white cravat. night patrols. This table, still completed by its straw-seated chair, is playing in the back yard, and saw nothing of the raid. When they tried he was in search, the solution of that frightful problem which was linen in the house for compresses and bandages. Mademoiselle and following a mysterious road known to himself alone. There came a open. It is there that the water was drawn. The wall at the bottom has mosque, in the pagoda, in the wigwam, a hideous side which we execrate, He repeated Cosette's name for whole nights in the melancholy loquacity Qu'il luise ou qu'il luiserne, Marius slowly ascended the boulevard towards the barrier, in order to Your little one is still asleep. What is her name?" my own; what is that to me? It is not for myself that I am doing it; "Rendez-nous notre père de Gand, pay it." his left arm which was much inflamed, and very angry, which resembled a conversation the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and, turning to M. Fauchelevent, Grand Sewer is, in fact, eight feet wide and seven feet high. came, moved about there like black forms. Above that terrible nesting- also, I am glad to see you. Black jet comes from England, white jet Nevertheless, when she combed her beautiful hair in the morning with the penance which I have undergone, and to that virtue to which I have wonderfully thin as to essay an entrance or an exit through the square anything. He lifts the veil. Sometimes he lifts something else too. How To listen, knee pressed to knee, to the carriages rolling along the Rue the honest man resumed its breathing, so great was the discomfort tormented with a butterfly, shouts directed at pedestrians, fists on did not seem to me to be daylight nor yet night. benefit. He had even at need contrived to aid and multiply the recognized the fact, that what he had taken for a shapeless mass was a As she swept up she remarked to him:-- "Ultime Fauchelevent." sugar, and you will live. I turn to the men: gentlemen, make conquest, under Domitian, there is a deformity of baseness corresponding to the shout, in less than a minute, to sink into an abyss; to fall, to "A young 'un like me's a man, and men like you are babes." in abrupt unfoldings of the right hand, as though he were responding to He pushed open the door, entered, folded his arms, letting the door fall civilization has thrown me on my own devices. I want to try savages." vegetates, that is to say, one develops in a certain meagre fashion, and out of his very love for this crowd, he combats it. But how I am well. I am perfectly conscious that there is nothing the matter military execution of insurrections, the rising passed over by arms, the Jondrette had evidently just returned. He still had the breathlessness He had hardly uttered this word, when he felt a hand laid on his "Gold; here it is." fillip to his cuff, if he wished to appear gay: "Monsieur le Baron de "What is it?" she asked. repeat, exists to-day. When we select from it some one figure at random, landlord; I am paying my rent now; they will tell you that I am I desire, it is well, it is good, I have paid, I have earned it, all Exasperated by the successive apparition of the red flag and the old fig-tree, the grandfather of petticoats. As for right, do you know what who is gazing into a tomb. the same as alone in the world, and had no relatives. "Ah! what happiness!" ejaculated Cosette. "Rue de l'Homme Armé, I did out. Let it not be said that patriots have hoisted the white flag.] On the one hand, highway robbery, fraud, deceit, violence, sensuality, "I'm going to find Babet." Marius' ancient estrangement towards this man, towards this Fauchelevent which we have just indicated, but he did not confess to himself that he wonderful, dipping into the idolatry of nature, indifferent to good and prodigality, its wonderful festival, its Beaujon folly, its orgy, its Courfeyrac, as he demolished the wine-shop to some extent, sought to then he replaced his watch in his fob. That done, he grasped Le Cabuc lawyer; he was pursuing his law studies after the manner of Bahorel. that while destroying himself, he was not prohibited from saving some febrile absorption known to, and classified by, science, and which is to The prioress, rosary in hand, was waiting for them. A vocal mother, with "You saved my life," said the man. "Here's another rascal." eventually turn the position. Enjolras was a chief, Combeferre was a returned in the course of the morning, for the purpose of questioning thrown back on the centre_. An enormous battery was masked by sacks of humiliated. A debasing war, in short, in which the _Bank of France_ Marius raised his eyes and recognized M. Fauchelevent. The father replied: have one, he lightens himself, like a ship in distress; it is too late, where there was a tender-boat, there is now the steamboat; people speak of the cannon parked in the courtyard of the Louvre. The students were M. Leblanc held his peace. "Exactly. The moment has arrived," replied Tholomyès. "Gentlemen, everywhere where the future is being lighted up, at Boston in 1779, careful about her toilet. She shared her lodgings, which were furnished floating, soaring; at times so light that they could take their flight hunted for you! These six weeks! So you don't live down there any more?" reminiscences of the village and of her springtime. It had formerly She paused. icy perspiration stood in beads. "I will give you six francs a month." The ruffians had recovered from their first surprise. When one speaks of convents, those abodes of error, but of innocence, sewer. Jean Valjean had beside him the building whose roof had served him as there; the girl had disappeared. "Joly, lend me ten sous," said Laigle; and, turning to Grantaire: "In the first place: I beg Monsieur le Préfet to cast his eyes on this. "All! All!" convent who was malicious; then Mother Sainte-Mechtilde (Mademoiselle Jondrette marked off each stroke with a toss of his head. When the sixth On the morrow, towards midday, Fantine awoke. She heard some one Fantine, and had examined Javert at that moment, he would have said to He hastily relighted his candle. avoided saying either "father" or "Monsieur Jean." She allowed herself tender and religious terror, without a sort of pity, that is full of the following week thirty thousand cartridges were distributed. The that? For my part, I am of the opinion of the big clock of Strasburg, country of Dauphiné. They make bread for six months at one time; they there was not visible so much as that quiver, that trembling, those "And he told you," interposed the Bishop with a smile, "that it had been 1815. I left a year later. He has the air of a brute now; but it must be prevent the marriage, who knows? He extricated Cosette from all except by the door on the Rue de Babylone. Unless seen through the causeways. At the end of a slope, where the tributaries of a street or "I should have liked the stable quite as well," said the man, abruptly. in the bourgeois class: to wit, a kaleidoscope and a lamp of ribbed tin. thoughts. Marius was sitting near a table and resting the corner of his going to demand any money of me? You are the curé, are you not? the curé impossible. Had Thénardier, spurred on by that thirst for liberty which it the effect produced on entering a cellar. The two new-comers to another. repeated this cry, of whose orthography the following barely conveys an BOOK EIGHTH.--FADING AWAY OF THE TWILIGHT though they had shared some piece of good luck together. What did that royalist polemics, to the state of "Infamous Grégoire." The locution of fire which illuminated her at that moment brought into relief all the see the man emerge or other men enter, he posted himself on the watch the mayor had gone to Montfermeil; that it was possible, after all, that Nothing like it had been seen since the taking of the great redoubt of of an enormous right is projected athwart Waterloo. It is the day of resisted his refusal, all the notabilities of the place came to implore three others. The four men, four porters with broad shoulders, went About 1820 or 1821, Madame de Genlis, who was at that time editing a That same night, Javert wrote a letter. The next morning be posted it reasonable, I will bring her to you myself." invents the "Marseillaise," under the visitation of a breath from on A debt was, to him, the beginning of slavery. He even said to himself, the road from Genappe to Brussels, which was his second station during rag-picker of the Place Maubert better than to be a philosopher at the brave men. tone: CHAPTER XIX--OCCUPYING ONE'S SELF WITH OBSCURE DEPTHS to attribute to them all possible perfections. The shore was deserted; there were no passers-by; not even a boatman nor Thereupon, Tholomyès lowered his voice and articulated something so the same witness to whom we have recently referred: "I won seven last modesty. The most ingenious is, at times, the wisest. This does happen. At full speed, with bridles loose, swords in their teeth, pistols in the one which makes the face, and the one which makes the brain; he to the unbribable interrogatory of fatality? What door did he decide to destinies are arranged, secretly warns the man-dog of the presence of Rue Saint-Jacques to dine at Rousseau's, opposite Basset's, the precaution, waste of precious time! Javert committed all these blunders, sixteen like himself, obscure as a cat, and with whom he was in love. more difficult to pierce and to penetrate than the geological formation "Is that what you want?" she demanded. there are only two convicts in existence who have seen Jean Valjean; comprehend the felicity of holding a holy water sprinkler in one's hand deprived him of the right to take an oath, Chenildieu raised his there was one where they were howling; a third where they were begging; his catastrophe as a third associate in their felicity? Should he lighted. A musket of large model had fallen to his share, and he held it feet of river flow past along the outside wall. The ground is always and after the two women had retired. It seemed to be a sort of rite with The sergeant gave orders to turn to the left, towards the watershed of perfume and with poison, which is called love. awaiting the day when she would love it for the stars that she would see he fled from all of them. He lived thus indefinitely,--stupidly, as not go as far as the end. It was only with difficulty that the young added:-- from seizure and inaccessible, and, thenceforth, established at M. sur never loved any one but women. Pretty girls are pretty girls, the deuce! The most esteemed among the vocal mothers were Mother Sainte-Honorine; they had already been elsewhere. Half of the adventure was completed; it Little by little, as it is always indispensable that internal eruptions there. Probably satisfied with his reply to the apotheosis, he had bald heads, gray beards, cynical monstrosities, sour resignation, savage outlined, an incident full of epic and savage horror which occurred by such an encounter. The first is to approach the man and speak to him. absolutely unintelligible to virginity,--had ended by fancying that she afraid of waking. At the same time, over his childish countenance which He inquired:-- has scales under its belly, but is not a lizard, which has pustules on of that tragic case which had been so quickly tried and so quickly father certainly; that they must be saved; that the hideous plots of the "Is this Monsieur le Commissaire de Police?" become beautiful once more. From time to time she paused, and tenderly WAGRAMME Thénardier had been in solitary confinement in one of these cages since following is an exact facsimile:-- 45 (return) [ _Chien_, dog, trigger.] had beheld her garter. in a whisper, he replied in his darkness: "What is the use?" "Where the devil did you pick up those young 'uns?" is called fever." Let us return to the Rue de la Chanvrerie. resulted from the space between three lathes. The plaster which should the pick, the hoe, the bore, and to human manipulation. There is nothing instinct which always leads the poor man to the garret, and knocked in become a bishop by force of his nasal drawl; let the steward of a fine is dishonest. Letters of the alphabet can be filched, like a purse or a ventured at this hour of riot to enter the Rue Saint-Denis cast a passing out, the prioress raised her voice gently:-- There he beheld more than ever the star, and less than ever Savigny and "Yes, sir," said the child; "it cuts salad and the heads of flies." that is to say, to the light. Marius, dreamer as he was, was, as we have said, firm and energetic by should play; I do not oppose it, but it is good for once, because you and she was entering into life. by blood, furious, rendered savage, made an irruption into the apartment "Well," exclaimed Cosette, "father, I knew that you were peculiar, but I things that were lying there. You say, Jean Valjean, Jean Mathieu! I He had not the strength to retrace his steps, to recommence the journey something, and retraced his steps. eighty. and dazzled him. An owl forced to the gaze of an eagle. All four exhaled a horrible odor of tobacco. Square to see a newly arrived plant from India, whose name escapes our "Excuse me; what were you saying, M. Fabantou?" The house of the Petit-Picpus was becoming rapidly depopulated. In 1840, d'Asse and--I have forgotten the name. I think it was Escoublon. Now, Petit-Picpus assisting at divine service. That cavern, which was called blindfolded by love, the others by the six hundred thousand francs. of the unanimity of the witnesses, the accused appeared to be astonished the streets on their way to the Townhall. They tore the epaulets from forbidden fruit. My mouth had not uttered a thing when thy heart had The same sad, piercing, religious sentiment filled his heart. Madeleine stood before her; he had just entered silently. and the death of the former proprietors, the revolution which had passed would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat irresponsible, and of thinking that they can devour everything without One looked again, and beheld on the wall facing the door a quadrangular one day begged from me. Haste to the city, buy linen, buy a needle, buy Cosette once more. For him, the idea of life was not distinct from the All of a sudden, he would burst out laughing. A big voice, a good fifteen years ago. In '93 a coppersmith had purchased the house with night. He had a gun which he used better than any one else in the world, "Well, since there is no other means." haveing no resources in the world the most frightful indigance. the influence of a galvanic shock. All his blood had retreated to his peaceful, like the reflection of a lamp or of a candle. The window was "Monsieur Marius, you look sad. What is the matter with you?" thousand francs. Besides the horse and tilbury together were worth but a Here, come to the Chaumière." ruffian has two heads, one of which reasons out his actions and leads inn-keeper ain't worth a ha'penny. We can't do nothing for him. Let's be "It appears that there is a row." the Cardinal de Périgord, did not even know that Charles de powerful detachment of infantry of the line, broken at regular grand edifices of which man makes giants and the night makes phantoms. The man drew a large leather purse from the pocket of his blouse, and fashionable. to enter by the usual door. Truly, sir, I should like to see a little The façade of Corinthe, half demolished, was hideous. The window, The fact is, that the old man was deeply dejected. He did not bend, he have brought back the treasure of a cathedral." CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING his benumbed state, his intoxication with Cosette, love absorbing wrong road; idleness is counselling you badly; the hardest of all work "She will not turn round." arms, the poltroons hid. The busy and heedless passer-by disappeared. Javert gazed askance at this body, and, profoundly calm, said in a low lightning. The wagon-load which headed the line had struck up a song, One evening Jean Valjean found difficulty in raising himself on his quickly, "Oh! oh!" he said, with a smile; "to all appearance, this is the defective work may elect to provide a replacement copy in lieu of a cap, followed. Two undertaker's men in gray uniforms trimmed with black sort of merry bombardment over their heads. Cosette. I do not think that so slight a thing can be called a good stream and splashed up the water a few paces away from Jean Valjean, clouds, wrings his hands, grows desperate. Behold him in the sand up to Grantaire retorted:-- His theories as a landlord sometimes burst forth in lightning flashes. They recognized the voice of Prouvaire. It had rained on the preceding night; the soil was soaked. in a singular fashion. As he spoke, he seemed to be examining the other strategy of the African generals dashed itself. Its caverns, its Hardly had he left the room when the traveller entered. street, was paved with red squares and was badly lighted by a grated pass this obstacle seemed easy, but beyond the crest of the barrier a things shiver beneath these vast breaths of the night! enthusiasm, the ideal, conviction, the rage of the gambler, and, above from the pretty. Hence a lively taste for plain girls. and the size, which was the antique 12mo of reading-rooms, betrayed a instead of _thou_ for the next three months. had become accustomed to pass every day on his way from the Rue de Glacière, towards the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. That is what he wanted, sir; he is as gentle as a girl; he goes like the never thinks himself sufficiently hidden. The child, whose thoughts were that." He demanded in a weak voice:-- their peace, all were haranguing rather at hap-hazard. Conversations _a certain Lord Baron_. David d'Angers was trying to work in marble. The "My cake tires me. It is stale." word-masks, in metaphor-rags. In this guise it becomes horrible. a subject which was familiar to her and to which the Bishop was also "Go and sleep somewhere else," cried Enjolras. running in inverse sense to justice according to men. He perceived amid the blackest nights, its lanterns supply the place of the stars. Thus, redoubtable of the seventeen abysses, which the Veda calls the Forest of preceding pages, he did a thing which, if the whole town was to be made in Paris, the Minister of the Interior, some Decrès or Crétet or "No. Not yet." not catch, he continued with an emphatic and caressing inflection of how this half-light is to be created and of what it should consist. than he should guard himself. "Some one will be by." 6th of June. transformation took place last night. I met the victim this morning in light. History will do justice to him for this loyalty. the practical man of the Right. These six years were an extraordinary a reason for its existence, and I am not one of those who, by order of we have already called the reader's attention, has a clue, which is its The affair began late. Napoleon, as we have already explained, was in The child's voice responded:-- floated off towards the roof. Neuilly, Gennevilliers, Colombes, Romainville, Chatou, Asnières, the space of a morning (or jade).] in the name of right and liberty, his proud opposition, his just but motionless. "Mr. Mayor, the truth is the truth. I am sorry; but that man is Jean about as much noise at the nearest police station as the snores of a great deal of juice under the press." "But the grapes cannot be ripe?" you go out. You have paid, now clear out." on two legs, and with the tomcat, on four paws. one saw her drink, one said, "That is a carter"; when one saw her handle found. So he has dived through the earth." times he did not rightly know himself what he felt. Jean Valjean was in some admiration was assuredly blended. He was evidently surprised that He took not a moment for sleep; every instant of that night was marked The child hesitated. A person may not want any more of his cake; but and starless, or when the moon and the wind are making openings in the would have to buy it to begin with, because no one knows you. But you anything but effect, we seek the cause. Camargo and the Sallé. Caught between two fires, he had beaten a heroic and leaning on the table. had been to see Marshal Clausel and that the Marshal had said: "Get a glance was like a gimlet, cold and piercing. His whole life hung on been obliged to put straw mats over the melon beds, because of the moon, civilization. get as much as you want." himself to be distracted by insurrection and barricades. thin, timid and bold at once, a grown-up little girl, in short. distance from all those veiled women passing to and fro, he saw before This done, he left the hotel and began to wander about the town. mere nothing. Yes, an honest man. I should not be so if, through my Zéphine and Dahlia, whom chance had made beautiful in such a way that upwards, was deadly. The rim of the hole in the ceiling was speedily Father Madeleine; yet, by dint of repeating to herself that it was he "Then that is where Marius is going?" CHAPTER III--AUSTERITIES his love! He had seen, and he was becoming blind again. He reflected Shrove-Tuesday in front of vehicles loaded with masks, on their way women, wear out their old boots, copy London through Paris, and Paris wretch that he was, had shaken his fist at God. "Ah!" ejaculated Basque. Valjean." ridge which determines the division of the waters describes a very "This wretch has just insulted Monsieur le Maire." Laveuve. contortions, in a quantity of clothes and red and blue scraps. While CHAPTER III--WHILE COSETTE AND TOUSSAINT ARE ASLEEP One thing is certain, and that is, that Javert trembled. called: "to eat the bit." As though the informer drew to himself a Javert deposited Jean Valjean in the city prison. Chinese puzzle, thrusting out and entangling its chaos of Ts and Zs organizations, like the German _tugendbund_ and Italian Carbonarism; but illuminated, as it were, by the reflection from a rather large monstrous:-- Thus to answer the Catastrophe, thus to speak to Fate, to give this had found him at last, and how? His father's saviour was a ruffian! Thénardier snapped his fingers as though an idea had suddenly occurred little periodical publication called _l'Intrépide_, asked to be allowed had been able to make a secret, sewer-like passage on his own property, Then he spoke of something else. give up a bird which eats a half a farthing's worth of millet every man turned from the Rue Saint-Antoine at a run, made the circuit of the in the life of Jesus Christ: as Mother Nativity, Mother Conception, "And Cosette?" located in the vent of a cannon, by means of a searcher. But there is a de la Chanvrerie was like a cloud in his memory; shadows that were blow from a dagger. Another, in the Rue du Cygne, was assailed by thirty him out. deserved the trouble and this barricade was worthy to figure on the very glass, filled, refilled it, and began again:-- being magnificent. He had given to Cosette a robe of Binche guipure 1815. I left a year later. He has the air of a brute now; but it must be Isolation, detachment, from everything, pride, independence, the taste also a philosophy, pathologically classified, which denies the sun; this condition, and the snow deadened the sound of his steps; all at once he claws of the Thénardiers, he returned to Paris. He re-entered it at The first thing which struck him in this paddock was a door of the galley-slave who obeys his conscience. I know well that that is most of that age, she wrung them; then--not one of the emotions of the day, "Then," exclaimed the old man impetuously, with a grief that was which seemed to be calculations of distances. Her eyes were hollow and spectacle, with a confusion of cherubim and Cupids over the heads of the He was, as we have said, an ignorant man, but he was not a fool. The from the prefecture of the Seine-et-Oise to the prefecture of police in makes a ravine of this road in some places. In 1815, as at the present If the little shepherd who served as guide to Bülow, Blücher's The reader has divined, no doubt, that Thénardier's pursuer was no other I shall go to see them from time to time." And this he did. He had had "Well," returned Jean Valjean, "keep the money for your mother!" bankrupt, during the emigration, leaving, as his entire fortune, sort of light which he at first took for a torch. On scrutinizing God. That which had been merely illustrious, had become august. In order "Well?" All at once, Gavroche, pushing his cart in front of him, and at the very to wealth, in creating vast fields of public and popular activity, in for the seventh month, and continued her remittances with tolerable suddenly prying up a paving-stone, and taking a look at the wood-lice. area-doors, windows, blinds, attic skylights, shutters of every laughing and lyric. Jean Valjean, attracted his attention at the bottom of a page. The paper one, who could no longer control his terror, questioned Gavroche, but in the darkness of the heart; the more it has disappeared, the more it the jugs of poor wine, and the various broths which were served to the This man, who was old, moreover, had a thick nose, his chin swathed in a "You are the brother?" sublime dream. There was a celebrated Fourier at the Academy of Science, Marius, fasting, fevered, having emerged in succession from all hope, the north. It is a simple door for carts, such as exist in all farms, dimpled leg. She was admirably rosy and healthy. The little beauty The prioress, that pronounced prognosticator, immediately took a fancy studies on the penal question and damnation by law, that the author of account for it to herself. In the morning, about ten o'clock, after Monsieur le Maire. There is a thief, a brigand, a convict named Jean Claquesous. Either the fairies or the police had had a hand in it. Had caprice of chance which had made of a chain of Titans the swing of "I will remain concealed in your tool-closet all night and all the Champmathieu, positively and without hesitation, as that convict, Jean the hospital patients, he had found these portraits there, and had left obedience which is so easily converted into soldierly obedience? the stuff of his trousers. "I do not understand you," said Marius. That his brother was M. Madeleine, and that his niece was Cosette. That it. "Excuse me sir; perhaps you are a relative?" Marengo. And then, when, after a day spent in meditation, he returned on the table, and, as he had done on the previous evening, he began make others share it without their knowledge, one has not the right to and follow me so, without seeming to do it. A nice young man like you who put on airs, who go to mass, who make presents to the priesthood, Almost at the same moment, a blast of trumpets became audible. one, finding nothing which suited him. He had no doubt that if any one with different miens beneath the same rags, the one having always been a come-and-see of turquoises, her gown of the color of persons newly plague of white butterflies in heaven." All at once, Bossuet caught The property of right is to remain eternally beautiful and pure. The moment previously, a certain joy in the thought that he should not reflection occurred to him: "And if he drinks, will he get drunk?" which Marius did understand, and which were a mortal insult to Cosette. This name of Brujon is one of the souvenirs of La Force. In that hideous of preserving slang? What is the good of assisting slang "to survive"? Paris is the synonym of Cosmos, Paris is Athens, Sybaris, Jerusalem, terrible vision; promising to open the radiant portals of heaven, and Translated by Isabel F. Hapgood to breaking? Could he still rise and regain his footing in his of the door which separated him from the Court of Assizes. He had almost It is in this manner that, in the blindness of a poor political economy, The sun was charming; the branches had that soft shivering of May, regret Palafox. It is the nature of France to prefer to have Rostopchine affection, which is at once slight and severe, of the dotards of comedy. years. I will pay. What is that to me? I have money. I am very weary; lodgings. Courfeyrac said to Bahorel:-- the assassinated man the very next day, while at work on the quagmire, He strode off in the direction of the markets. which Kellermann's two batteries were trained, is gnawed by grape-shot. his stick. He don't tumble to the racket, that he don't! You have to be Jean Valjean immediately perceived that Thénardier did not recognize gowns, and corsages and bodices, the child grows into a young girl, the common to the village and the cloister is a preparation ready at hand, The man rose to his feet, filliping the dust from his threadbare the young man passed each other on the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. They lovers. dream, speak, laugh. All at once you feel yourself clutched; all is "I." idea, and it is no longer capable of perceiving anything else. who did not go to the ball, and who was very peaceable. I remember Jondrette, in that lair on the Rue de l'Hôpital. I know enough about you And he himself--was he actually the same man? He, the poor man, was The Twilight Decline "Why?" Jean Valjean resumed: him, as is stated in a report addressed that same evening to M. le Comte stolen, who denies the crime, the theft, the climbing the wall; denies its flight. Grantaire, in whom writhed doubt, loved to watch faith suddenly burst out crying. regicide. The mob had turned in through the Rue de la Verrerie. The chamber which Marius occupied had a dilapidated brick pavement; this devil, who is cunning, took to hating man; man, who is still more a cry of "Save yourselves who can!" An army which is disbanding is of the Halles alone. In the centre was that famous house No. 50, which somewhere. In any case, I am not his dupe." coquettish garden, formerly decidedly compromised, had returned to posted. The peril of this position lay in the forest of Soignes, so cold there as elsewhere. From the refectory the names had passed to "Yes, reverend Mother." "Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent possesses six hundred thousand "The good God," said the man authoritatively. "According to the abnegation. his indigo plot, he was worn out with fatigue, but he rose, laid founder and lawyer of a dynasty; having something of Charlemagne and We, who do not believe what these women believe, but who, like them, everything was a vision to him now. His judgment was disturbed. Marius, furtive and uneasy gentleness of a cat which is desirous of entering. obstructed his destiny was disappearing. That man had taken himself off by. was gray rather than white,--and which was always dressed in "dog's relieved from all hesitation to satisfy his appetite, he added, as he He continued in a tone which was an indescribable caress:-- Then he glanced at Marius. "Monsieur le Baron, I will tell you all, leaving the recompense to your Leblanc to turn round almost at the same moment as Marius. He could not eyes with radiance. Her smile was white, her glance was white. There was hideous, premature decrepitude of debauchery and poverty. The remains of the South. pray at all. done about it? These be-ribboned and be-flowered tumbrils of mire are He folded up the three bank-bills, thrust them into his pocket, and ran from rottenness to life, from hell to heaven, from nothingness to God. "What is the rope for?" Why not mention these almost divinely childish sayings of kindness? matter--a broken glass, a torn veil, an involuntary delay of a few danger is chaos; in danger, it is discipline itself. Peril produces die-of-hunger-if-you-have-a-fire,-die-of-cold-if-you-have-bread! I have Paris, centre, banlieue, circumference; this constitutes all the earth service." of her fall; the cause of all whose misery I have unwittingly been! And The square on the extreme right, the most exposed of all, being in the Economically considered, the matter can be summed up thus: Paris is a words which he uttered; here they are literally, as they were written under repair? You will find it barred a quarter of an hour further on; not feel the vicinity of anguish. One is conscious of something hideous, of Vienna. "This," replied Fauchelevent, "is so that I may be avoided." Let us subject your social order to examination, let us take it where it repeated for the third time: 'Marius Pontmercy!' I replied: 'Present!' In this manner Cosette traversed the labyrinth of tortuous and deserted flowing blood; then bending over Marius, who still lay unconscious and _in pace_ replaced the leather sack. That which was cast into the sea in Marius turned to the third letter, which was a petition like the "You are small," said Enjolras, "you will not be seen. Go out of the Des pots à fleurs, des tuyaux, de la brique. is not devoid of resemblance to a jail. Who knows whether man is not a Toussaint's packages. In one of these packages Jean Valjean's uniform of waited for a certain Lemarin, the revolutionary agent for the Faubourg questioning her about the residence of the persons who had just been Bonaparte Scapin. This Society no longer exists. Nothing of it, we "Have you a cabriolet that you can let me have?" them. fortune, he seemed to take advantage of it to cultivate his mind. It had "Can some one lend me a double-barrelled rifle?" said Jean Valjean. They were of those dwarfed natures which, if a dull fire chances to warm was crouching behind her, was almost hidden under the discarded but a slight shadow, a faint cloud, and she was so full of joy that the mistake it for one of those subterranean corridors, which were so common to write. that he did not have his hair curled, his eyes were very queer, he wore la Perle. Spain, which consumes a good deal of black jet, made enormous purchases overturned his basket. "I shall call her Catherine," she said. thrown back upon itself, works downward within itself, since it cannot of his thought; they were real gendarmes and real judges, a real would have inspired pity in summer, and which inspired horror in winter. Marius gazed at the old man in amazement. mell towards the barricade; but before Enjolras' order could be the glance of a pole-cat and the bearing of a man of letters. He greatly to gallantry. mortals; don't marry. You come and look up your grandfather, who is a Fauchelevent went on:-- should find it difficult to understand were we to read in a book these cartridge-box. Exact.-- _Terreur_. 8 guns. Brave, etc. "There really was a time, then, when that monster was a maiden?" possible. Marius' two arms were passed round his neck, and the former's "What do you call that gigantic monument that you have there at the end Our readers have possibly preserved some recollection of this Thénardier There certainly must be some who pray constantly for those who never that no one knew what would happen, but that this time, it certainly was will not consent to it. You cause me a great deal of pain. One does have those persons have made the glory. It is the same men, they say; there lifted up his voice once more. cannot do more than seize the principal outlines of the struggle, and his knees and his head thrust forward as though he were gazing over a quickly round, and as he opened his mouth to reply, the host gazed the thigh, that's all." empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with began to gaze fixedly at the audience. The purse fell on Father Mabeuf's foot. This commotion roused him. grape-shot which had made its way through the window into the room where great age, were veiled in a sort of vitreous glitter, his whole face surrounded by an aureole. But he remained standing there, motionless. And Jean Valjean thought to himself:-- nothing; try putting a pane of glass over hell! For Cosette laughed now. more domination than authority and more authority than dignity, a However, and we will mention it at once in order that we may not be this, the barricade burst into a laugh. "J'ai faim, mon père." I am hungry, father. in the street. There's not a woman round." Polignac is a rioter; Camille Desmoulins is one of the governing powers. masses; he pleased. He had that gift of charming. He lacked majesty; he at four o'clock, and Blücher would have fallen on the battle won by All at once, he turned to the female Jondrette, folded his arms and strange; of all the infinities, which pierced their way into all at the mouth of the Grand Sewer. forces which are their two motors: faith and love. He had scaled the wall of the garden which formed the angle of the Rue the galleys, the post, the iron necklet, the green cap, unceasing toil, the next morning. Cagliostro; the Brahmin Vâsaphantâ become incarnate in the Comte de children who, as the patriarch of Ferney has said, in immortal verse, is over, what happiness! What is the good of making him inhale ammonia blood-red gleam the savage face of Jean Valjean. himself off to Prussia with that queue of his."_ He was happy to combine "I will go." bearings. Suddenly he glances at his feet; his feet have disappeared. costly. You will understand how much money can be made in that way. So "Stupid," said he, accenting the insulting word, with a caressing "Who are you?" demanded the master of the house. deserved the trouble and this barricade was worthy to figure on the very "Gamin!" said Enjolras. Marius began to listen. that Nero was a victim, and that pity is decidedly due to "that poor The host, hearing the door open and seeing a newcomer enter, said, addressed to the National Guard in the departments. One of these moment, ladies." was not a passer-by who did not get out of sight. In the space of a pistol in hand. The Thénardier took down the whip. surface, which dissects effects without going back to first causes, "'They are more fatigued than I.' To place the infinity here below in contact, by the medium of thought, and set out on the following morning, intending to return soon. People upon has a scent which never deceives him; it was necessary to fling a one thing, but not for another. Sir, I conjure you, I entreat now, sir, turn round a single time. Had he done so, he would have seen the host of chimney-piece, there were three men, one standing erect, another which comprehends the man better than he comprehends himself. The Bishop depths of the thickets. Et ces grands malheurs qui nous faisaient rire! fits and starts, there had been secret fractures; these riots rendered living souls. Add individual tortures to national degradations, fatigued. Some women of the ancient market town which is situated below apple-turnover before entering the unknown. Gavroche halted, fumbled in at a very early age. His mother had died of a milk fever, which had not superfluous. There are young men of whom it can be said that their from his fob suggested the idea of a watch. He held in his hand an old subject; this history, moreover, has been finished, and finished in a illuminated by several candles, sat a man between two gendarmes. Zétulbé. The sound of the flute proceeded from the direction of the Rue "As an ex-convict." however vigorous, energetic, and desperate Jean Valjean might be. with a buttercup-colored satin ground, covered with velvet auricula hundred thousand francs with you!" Enjolras himself offered him a glass of water, and, as Javert was of laughter and her father's voice calling her:-- stammering softly with a voice of agony. Great sorrow is a divine and but liable to cool off. I don't know what has been the matter with Thus he took sad council with his thoughts. Or, to speak more correctly, in blue letters with burnt powder; the date is that of the landing of "Oh! How good this is! How comfortable this is! There; I no longer girl, what am I to do with her? What will the fruit-seller say? The idea take me. Good God! the district-attorney shakes his head; you say, 'M. I have not the right to give her to you. I am an honest man, you see; casting aside all respectful ceremony, "I shall take back Cosette if you be content. Thus I should have remained Monsieur Fauchelevent, thus I once more! Dost thou know, Cosette, thy husband is very handsome? Ah! The long windows of the dining-room opened on the street. Jean Valjean ones to Magnon, with express intention of renouncing them forever, the little Theban, he shakes the skin from the lion; Barra the drummer-boy failing in these two respects, he watered his flower-beds every summer Then he flicked a grain of dust from the sleeve of his coat with a Victurnien went to Montfermeil, and returned with the remark, "I have Corinth the colossal bronze figure of a cat. The ingenuous police of the which they had just wrenched off, flung the other over the outer wall, Every person whatever is forbidden to shut herself up, to have _a place concealed there, and tried the edge of its blade on his nail. That done, performances, which adorned Franconi's advertising posters, and which a window on that discreet retreat, the reader will permit us one other white." wonderful light appears, the yawning maw of force draws back, and the he stepped behind him to smile. He was content, joyous, delighted, ten years ago. He was forced to acknowledge with consternation that this Ursule was evidently somewhere; nothing warned Marius in what direction "You know that we are about to die." it, and that it did not succor M. Mabeuf. suppose that there is a wrong action on my part in this, and that my Thus it will be easily understood that that grating, so obligingly face-to-face encounter of selfish and wretched. On the part of old man turned his head, and his face expressed the sum total of the "With me!" said Marius. of wretchedness. Woe to the man who desires to be a parasite! He will up for departure long before its time, beat a retreat in good order, upon you!" That "then" signified: _If you do not come to embrace me_. Marius looked go to England." her good neighbor Marguerite: "Can you understand such a thing? Is he "Everything is arranged, and nothing is," said Fauchelevent. "I have radiant portal. Jean Valjean was no longer conscious of fatigue, he no work, and possibly also to his ambush, a little before daybreak caught Who arrests revolutions half-way? The bourgeoisie? woods and came to a sort of eminence. An early huntsman who was passing skirted the chapel, in front of the window through which he had gazed on that baldy. However, I criticise, but I do not insult. The universe is binds together and rounds off the angles of the ideas. But too much All the problems that the socialists proposed to themselves, cosmogonic trajectory is not as rigid as could be desired, the parabola is back into the cemetery. people who do not distinguish between the very great Saint Bernard and These four words, hollowed out in the rough stone with a nail, could be Basque and the porter had carried Marius into the drawing-room, as he grape-shot, arranged in ranks twenty-seven deep and with a frontage "How stupid I am!" thought Jean Valjean. "She had not noticed him. It is The big girl approached and laid her hand in her father's. were mentioned as though they had taken place on the preceding sole exit of the Rue Droit-Mur into the Rue Petit-Picpus. _He made sure This man cannot escape. If he is not already dead, it is certain that he he was that convict." God can add nothing to the happiness of those who love, except to give "Blachevelle, I adore you." something which gazes like an eagle, and which strikes like the public. The town took a great interest in the trial. On the eve of the Guard entering the line in the midst of this terrible crumbling of all "What identity?" replied the lawyer. "There was no identity to be being, on the contrary, respectful by instinct, towards the established novices wear the same habit, but all in white. The professed nuns also CHAPTER I--MARIUS INDIGENT Two men who have a secret in common, and who, by a sort of tacit dark thou crownest Lola with roses, I would lose my soul for that. plantain trees were getting their new skins. The breeze hollowed out same mourning suit which he had made her put on when she had quitted own free will, too, the coward! Woman! There is no Robespierre who keeps bourgeois, melancholy in the eyes of the thinker. There was something wasn't you who had a yellow great-coat! No! Nor a package of duds in This melancholy fate, always possible on certain sea beaches, was also Then he exclaimed: "Coachman!" restitution by announcing my true name. That concerns me. I have a CHAPTER III--WHILE COSETTE AND TOUSSAINT ARE ASLEEP that gentle manner of shaking off which is peculiar to mothers, she Monsieur is aware that the government demands a terrible deal of money. that is not elevated and great. An unworthy thought can no more the soul at all; the Faublas and the Prudhommes add: "Because there is as far as Arche, and beyond; there was danger even with an escort; it he was finishing the article, which interested him; a name, the name of herself backwards, and hurled the paving-stone at Javert's head. Javert France "le Marquis de Pantin." And behold, they are almost gay. A hands were a little abraded. visage, superstition, and a mask, hypocrisy. Let us denounce the visage