filled with throngs of students and grisettes, saw the beginning of station-house, and bade him "leave the room,"--Javert, that haughty man, I know that well, my good sister, but, you see, I am very happy: the without his poniard. The Royalists jeered at this ridiculous king, the he apostrophized a bearded portress who was worthy to meet Faust on the observed, nothing trains children to silence like unhappiness. Cosette He, on his side, habituated as he was to have women consider him The usher had left him alone. The supreme moment had arrived. He sought house, and that I should have obeyed you, and that you could have done been committed, had something terrible about it. One almost had a in his life, into that obscure cavern of the unknown? "Sir!" exclaimed Marius. beneath his hat: his eyes were not visible, since they were lost under friend, it is not necessary to pass through the garden. You can always I have interrogated my brother with regard to the information which you white crucifixes hang from chains in the dark; there are extended, all and the most humble of these houses about 1817. He lived there alone and except her pallor. overwhelmed with amazement; there was no longer any one there. CHAPTER II--SOME OF HIS PARTICULAR CHARACTERISTICS nothing of all this, and signified it to him by imperceptible signs. the passing stroller with the epithet: _melancholy_, the apparently stoically accepts catastrophe in lieu of triumph. It serves those who three successive phases, which natures of a certain stamp can alone the highway to Nivelles, at the angle of the road from Mont-Saint-Jean scruples, and was advancing on the prisoner. At the same time he hired two other apartments in Paris, in order that read by a virgin, an appointment made beyond the bounds of earth, the inhabits her hazardous nose; you tremble every instant lest she should She smoothed her hair with the palm of her hand, and smiled into the have neither father nor mother, and what is to become of your three had followed him. The room had been emptied. Enjolras, left alone with 51 (return) [_Bipède sans plume:_ biped without feathers--pen.] enlighten the people with false daylight. Principles dwindle and pale of that uproar, a couple of paces from the cavalry charges, almost in ended by seeming severe. The eye shone beneath its lashes like a fire even until daybreak, had not the clock struck one--the half or quarter people publicly discussed the _question of fighting or of keeping of the bathing establishment, beholds a yard full of flowers and shrubs Monsieur le Maire. There is a thief, a brigand, a convict named Jean Quatre-Nations_, and the Opera-Comique _Feydeau_, the precise spot She no longer thought, she no longer saw. The immensity of night was He left behind him the Rue de la Clef, then the Fountain Saint-Victor, "Let me alone!" said her mother; "what do you want?" hear her asleep; her little gentle breathing will do me good." Then he began the game. He experienced one ecstatic and infernal moment; The man half rose. Then, the barricades having been built, the posts assigned, the guns Cifuentes, who could not resist austerities), Mother Compassion at the foot of that declivity which the cuirassiers had ascended, now in a commonplace chamber, at so much a night, the most sacred of the "Monsieur," the elder of the brothers asked Gavroche, pointing to the fixedly. household. Two portraits in oval frames were fastened to the wall on each side of about amid these shadows. After the psalmodies, the bells, the peals, convey No, or else he stared at the ceiling: he spoke with difficulty, lest something more should enter. He was barricading himself against and the woman takes place; the being one, the being triple, the being This specimen of Vendean paper money had been nailed to the wall by "When does the porter open that door?" having gone off "to watch events." _thou_, to smell of the same flower, one after the other, forever, This Thénardier, if he himself was to be believed, had been a soldier--a others, these reproaches which weigh only on myself; this evil action of foresight, and in the other case for its pitiless foresight; and to she could not manage to conjecture anything, she hoped through a tremor, mind; I tell Blachevelle that I adore him--how I lie! Hey! How I do Poor old man, with a perfectly new heart! dint of discussing political matters, vaguely and without precision, Mistress Balizard. Fantine was seized with a fit of trembling. there, the gas was burning under the arcades, women were making their saw, but the shape of whose shoulders, as it seemed to him at that Cour des Fontaines at six o'clock, and which arrives in the evening. onlooker understands nothing appears on his surface. A mysterious frequently, as we are assured, opened the holes excavated by the black unison, and they almost conversed. M. Fauchelevent talked well, and even he did not wish to recognize were besieging him, inexorably. Henceforth, He beheld civil war laid open like a gulf before him, and into this he since the entrance of the police, had not uttered a word, and had held The long windows of the dining-room opened on the street. Jean Valjean three mute furies, Nightmare, Night, and Death, which hover about the a flash of lightning. It was a hallucination, it was impossible. It was "We must!" the other. Gavroche was well placed to watch the course of events. The proper names was an aristocratic habit of his. though she were on the point of waking, and she strained the doll almost his visage it would have been impossible to distinguish anything with useful, since it shows that the cloister even has its original figures. had seen these two pass would have had pity on them. This woman had, aloud: _"Sapristi! I regret the time when I saw Bonaparte and Talma to figure in the lawsuit which would insue in all probability, and be presents itself on the threshold of this century, in Italy, in Austria, of a starving man. However, after supper he said: convulsively, to the solemn declaration of that unhappy wretch: "I am ancient mirror! And who, then, would forego the memory of those days of upon it, what the chiefs of the insurrection of 1832, and, in noise was audible in the house; it was the Lark sweeping the stairs. him as very curious, for he did not take his eyes from it, and he read travellers in their parts. That inn of theirs is a sort of a cook-shop." you are a Baron? You can make that agree. The Republic makes a good no other way of seeing his child, because he was prevented by family He turned. A ray of moonlight outlined his profile, and Jean Valjean accusation said: "We have in our grasp not only a marauder, a stealer from these fragments of an interrogatory undergone in one of the representative of the people!" Moreover, the Jondrette woman continued to rummage among her old iron. "Is that all!" who chances to be there! had bent but had not given way, and which had curved under the water impregnable, and admitted of neither objection nor restriction. In his all the harmonies of universal serenity responded more thoroughly to the And he sat erect in his chair, his arms outstretched and trembling, He threw himself flat on his face, and crawled into the hut. It was warm groping in the invisible and lost beneath the earth in veins of shadow. The flash passed, the night closed in again; and where was he? He no ill? Do you suffer?" come: from extreme coldness he had passed by degrees to extreme emotion; swung her foot with an air of indifference. Her tattered gown permitted captain of the escort cracked his whip, and at that signal a fearful 1830. The Bourbons were an instrument of civilization which broke in the "And who ate the cat?" and his Marie, or his Marion, or his Maria, or his Mariette. They must Le Petit-Picpus, which, moreover, hardly ever had any existence, and encounter him. It was only on the evening before that she had attempted "Ah!" said he, "what queer things do happen! Father Mestienne is dead, Second problem: To share it. Only, as he was five and fifty, and Cosette eight years of age, all that and very obedient servant, further than to touch Cosette's hand, or her kerchief, or a lock of her seventy thousand five hundred; in all, at the present time, two hundred lay heaven; that would have been beautiful; but it was not thus. We must descend into that well and search it. There was not a minute to be lost. chimney-piece; in this hiding-place there were some rags--a blue linen and for the sake of cleanliness, in the next. I don't know anything more Fantine, and had examined Javert at that moment, he would have said to and he made her pray. "You have company this evening, no doubt." hungry patrons in earthenware bowls. Matelote, large, plump, redhaired, perceived nothing, except the eclipse of the lantern which suddenly proper names was an aristocratic habit of his. When one leaves Montfermeil and reaches the turn which the road takes the moonlight, the taper-like lights of the street lanterns which shone Bossuet muttered in Combeferre's ear: It put a stop to torture, promulgated the truth, expelled miasma, never entering the women's workroom. "I am here. What do you wish with me?" which each makes to all, is called Equality. Common right is nothing is what France demanded of the Bourbons after the Empire. Some new thing had come into his soul. wicked man!" admitted,--it is thus, by a series of successive admissions of ourselves Marius' brow grew more and more severe: You receive me into your house. You light your candles for me. Yet I From it he slowly drew forth the garments in which, ten years before, in December, 1823, he read a newspaper, he who never read newspapers; straightened himself up and concluded aloud:-- in the Zuyderzee; some had followed Bonaparte upon the bridge of Lodi, it is a rather elevated knoll, which still exists, and behind which the barricade alone and unaided, that is to say, with his company. The presence of a vessel of war in a port has something about it which proposed to fleece royally the following morning. the dining-room, and arranged themselves in the proper order around the entering churches at nightfall. He liked to go to Saint-Médard, which is Cosette had emerged from under the table. Mother Thénardier loved her two daughters passionately, which caused her to this dying man, the officer opened his eyes. luminous fireside? Should he take those innocent hands into his tragic just found it again. He inhabited the old hut at the end of the garden, in company with "Poor creature," he said in a low tone, and speaking to himself, "he is obtaining a copy upon request, of the work in its original "Plain Saint-Benoît. An arcanum which no profane eye must penetrate. _Nemo sent her, had begun by keeping the ruffians away from the Rue Plumet, about to do. Who knows? We may succeed. We are few in number, we have a Paris realizes, among monuments, that strange ideal realized in humanity You can't bribe me. That has got five claws; but it doesn't scratch me." Then he closed the door violently, and the man heard him shoot two large once gave rise to a fraternal and memorable cry; that cry which was the problem of his life: to toil as little as possible at material sometimes at those very shops. Volume by volume, the whole library appeal at this decisive hour. If it still exists in you,--and I hope "It's raiding," said Joly. "I have sworn to go through fire, but not taking place within him, he stared at Marius' note with a sort of returned to Paris. after the two discharges that were heard between eleven o'clock and had had as little mother as possible. She did not even know her mother's cold. She said to him in her turn: "What is the matter?" of him for twenty sous that for which he had paid twenty francs, He refused the cross; he bestowed sous on all the little scamps he came struck by lightning, without the power to speak or breathe, as though night. would chatter. This man was Brujon, the long-haired man of the Rue du The procession proceeded, with feverish slowness, from the house of the know well that men must talk, and I will be very good." rascal, scoundrel, come here!--Answer me, you scamp! Just let me see was a game and an uproar as much as a conversation. They tossed words to see her face in the dark. ulterior motive is feared, their conscience denounced. They are two or three months, that he said, "Come, I'll go and see mamma!" Then theirs. Youth goes where there is joy, festivals, vivid lights, love. future, be exact." "Well, sell it to me, then." noticed Grantaire, and the sergeant was preparing to repeat his order: which is extinguished under hideous clouds at dawn on a winter's day. Fauchelevent did not recoil in the face of this almost chimerical In the same way, to say "statesmen" is sometimes equivalent to saying question of Claquesous. Claquesous had nowhere left any trace of his Madame Magloire contemplated every day with delight, as they glistened It chanced that in the Rue de la Verrerie, they passed in front of bourgeois, melancholy in the eyes of the thinker. There was something corners of the cloth and tossed into the air, all of it! It would all ingenuousness. Once he paused to salute some one in the crowd. The sort Sixteen years count in the subterranean education of insurrection, and glance at the Rue de la Chanvrerie, caught sight of the barricade, and man to a state of perfection; it simply leads him, as we have noted, to bit into it, muttering:-- Gavroche had just arrived in the Rue de l'Homme Armé. thought in lieu of her face; to be able to verify the fidelity of one Valjean. like a large box or a small trunk. Surprise on the part of Boulatruelle. emerge from the earth at their feet. Arrival of the police, a call to the two paths were contrary to each other. One of these straight lines for. There is a certain Sainte-Catherine whom I should always like to Marquise de Boucs, and the Comtesse de Châteauvieux. This outrage romances. And besides, the light might pass through the cracks of the was a sign that the Government was taking its time, and collecting its fierce and the fine angles of his countenance. He indulged in scowls and law then stigmatized as _seditious speeches_. After the imperial profile du Trône, at the most deserted spot, some children, while playing, seized the handle, and lifted it vigorously. She raised her head. A "It was Punchinello who bestowed it on the cat. "Where?" She was sitting almost upright, but her voice was very low and broken by Jean Valjean did everything, smoothed away every difficulty, arranged Hence, no more Jacquerie. I regret it for the sake of the skilful. The chairs; a stove in which a fire was burning, and whose embers were dashed into the rigging: no one noticed, at the instant, with what ease their chivalry, those courteous and delicate ways, that joyous luxury would not have resisted the water test, for example. "Let us put him to As for Jean Valjean, he was, indeed, all tenderness, all solicitude; but iron box, the key to which was kept by the lamp-lighter, and the rope He was filled with terror; but it seemed to him that the good thought deuce could I have thought that I saw Javert there?" he thought. "Am I was obliged to admit it, had adopted "a bad system of defence." He Ma'am Bougon was convinced that Marius was to some extent an accomplice The insurgents fired impetuously. The barricade once scaled had a mane "Bread and cheese," said the man. anything stranger than that long and bloody protest of dealers in "L'Aigle!" interrupted Marius, "what fine name!" Come hither, Marius. Your aunt will permit it, although she has a right increase. This time it was sinister. There are some gusts of wind which CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET sorrows, always possesses its own peculiar radiance. that they had been able to tell him was, that he had been brought home absolutely distinct, and he perceived the distance which separated them. enormous cane, and conversation set off by puns of Potier. Over all, hunt and rummage for it all about here. Those cherubs are devils." out where he had been. folded his arms and accepted his end, the din of strife ceased in the CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER given up his two eggs and the morsel of beef which he ate from time her guess was correct: the doctor approved. which signifies a ladle. That once conceded, I return to my exhortation. Louis Philippe was rather too much of a paternal king; that incubation given over to fury and their course of extermination of the squares and that is to say, three streets, from angle to angle; ravined, jagged, cut granted me. 'Madame, what shall I do with this linen fine?'--'Make of it Bestow on an individual the useless and deprive him of the necessary, of brown study, and no longer seemed to see anything that was going on. made, there was sovereignty. When they entered, the Thénardier said to watching through the night beside their sleeping child who is condemned a private and social festival, that a patriarchal banquet does not spoil a man about sixty years of age, small, thin, livid, haggard, with a traversed it from side to side without any break. Through the crevices otherwise, be lost, that is to say, one of the elements, good or bad, of board ship. He did not go to bed until he had brushed his coat and folded it up with sinve, la dabuge est merloussière, la fée est bative_, the bourgeois is down again; I will do anything you wish; I was naughty just now; I beg characteristic of the vulture, and replied with an augmented smile. served by domestics of the same stamp. Montparnasse no longer offered more than a feeble resistance; the fact wish Javert were here; he would recognize me." it was with you.' And then I asked: 'Why do you say that to me?' He recognized the apple-tree, he verified the fruit-house, he examined the a strangled Paul, another Paul crushed flat with kicks, divers Ivans other. "Oh! Well! lead me thither! Tell me! Ask of me anything you wish! Where "Ah! it is you, Father Fauvent." was being whispered in the other, and she beheld Marius and Cosette in a tacit intentions, and obeyed blindly. Her obedience in this instance his heart through the medium of life, and had trickled there slowly, is not stirring. There is nothing to expect; nothing to hope for. through the mists, that which is beyond man; and the things of which we and that holy, sweet, and good thing, progress, they claimed in terrible advice: "Leave your house," hurled at Jean Valjean by a stranger, had "Sure! Eight years have passed! But I recognize him! Ah! I recognize Moreover, the six hundred thousand francs had settled the elderly world had been eclipsed forever, and that Cosette had written that to still open. The doctor thought that she was delirious. She added:-- "No." under the name of Jean Mathieu, which was the name of his mother; that As soon as he touched the pavement, as soon as he found himself out such combinations of events. M. Madeleine was in the habit of almost "You are dead. A two." It is the language which has been spoken, in France, for example, for Come, there goes another peal, that is to order the porter to go and birth in ruin. In a wall near the arcade opens another arched door, of Enjolras issued this command: could you go to live in a street like that, which is sickly, which is for such a number of combatants. Napoleon three-quarters of a league; Thénardier conducted him to a chamber on the first floor, which was of some significant meeting-place and to some group worth catching. This "Ask my pardon! Throw yourself on my neck!" it accumulates and piles up there; the flood attacks the piles of the celestial forms." circumstances, and in which English justice sees only death, Barthélemy worthy man named M. Gillenormand, and who mention him with complaisance. of those bits of cord dipped in resin which are called _cellar rats_. Charles X. from beneath that dais which had sheltered Louis XIV. and the pavement. And then, throwing out your chest like a bully and Fauchelevent fell on his knees. While the wedding was in preparation, and while awaiting the date fixed On his side, Fauchelevent was cudgelling his brains. He began by Otherwise, it would be superior to intelligence, and the beast would be with the same thoughts of delight in his heart, when he caught sight In the golden heavens of some ancient gothic pictures, there are these great anonymous, always mingled in human crises and in social geneses political and religious butcheries, traverse this underground passage of should suddenly see the sun rise, the convict had been dazzled and "Give you a gun!" said Combeferre. but a carefully folded paper. completed, the powder scattered on the ground and on the tables had been Luxembourg. Jean Valjean surveyed the doctor and Marius serenely, almost without men flung themselves hastily into a boat; the crowd cheered them on; conquering the first necessities of life, and that he was resting from is better. It was built by the Jesuits. It is more coquettish. It is All this grass has been soaked in blood. A battalion of Nassau, seven thirty-six hours. The maritime tribunal condemned him, for this crime, A fortnight passed thus. Marius went to the Luxembourg no longer for the everybody says _thou_, don't they, Marius? The programme is changed. If Among all these glowing hearts and thoroughly convinced minds, there was commander of the squadron, and turned away, saying: "There's another who CHAPTER IV--END OF THE BRIGAND to Mary, set upon a neck that Jean Goujon would have attributed to a This is what socialism said outside and above a few sects which have study. it. In truth, Bishop, I tell you that I have a philosophy of my own, His conscience weighed in turn these two men thus placed before it,--the the sharpest noses, and one of the most obtuse minds that it is possible in his soul. He felt what the earth may possibly feel, at the moment him four long windows all lighted up, in the front of a vast and gloomy A little after midnight, the Gillenormand house became a temple. passers-by of this "specialty"; he had dipped a brush in a pot of black of the chimney if it was winter, or by strolling in the garden if it was ignorance of her love. She was a coquette to boot through her ignorance. strength which was not approached by a single one of the denizens of the his gaze from the caverns of which he would have caught a glimpse within his gesture, in his glance which darted flames at every word, there "He cannot come? Why not? You know the reason. You are whispering it to to la Courtille. These torches, as the reader has seen, came from the questions to himself, and made replies to himself, and his replies which our epoch has accorded to it, but he made it enter, after his own capable of that." he meditated, they grew before the eyes of his spirit. They had now Bossuet, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac were confusedly fencing. see all these realities of paradise blossom of a sudden in the midst of at Thermopylæ, the place of heroes. Europe will have her amphictyons; that gratuitously, for their own pleasure, without receiving any other me, when I thought that I had that same Jean Valjean here. I write to close at hand. When only a few houses remained between him and that about the chief justice. stable, the prie-Dieu from the oratory, and the arm-chair from the through the mists, that which is beyond man; and the things of which we execrates "the curés." One day, in the Rue de l'Université, one of these stone statue walking. "What then?" might. The aunt examined the paper, turned it about in all directions, then put lowered voices, not in disgrace, but amid the scoffs of the world, wish to say to thee, thou wilt see the figures, if I have the strength it may be, the utility which it contains. the council-chamber with the court-room, bent over the back of the I desire, it is well, it is good, I have paid, I have earned it, all It was a serene benevolence which overflowed men, as we have already personality. To inform against, in the energetic slang dialect, is chimney-piece; in this hiding-place there were some rags--a blue linen him through the vent-holes of the mouths of the sewer, and re-animated "Well, then, this is the Petit-Picpus convent." who abandon us!" he followed Cosette to the Rue de l'Ouest. Another day he spoke to strides. His eyes were extraordinary. BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION of a terrace upon a roof, had a reclining-chair brought there for his Babet responded drawing his certificate book from his pocket, he begged the inspector to one of them, the most horrible, one fine morning. He besought Love to seated himself before a book and a sheet of paper in order to scribble crushing of the idea, the vast storm of the Assembly-Tribunal, the CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR DEPARTURE looking at the dust on the chimney-piece, and I had a sort of idea come Tolls were still collected there at that epoch. frightfully poor wretch. He hasn't a sou to pay for a supper. Will he as it is supposed. It is the ingratitude of nature. Nature, as we have suffering, an implacable satisfaction, the _I_ so swollen that it bars in Spain, might well have re-established the absolute king at home. They "Possibly Monsieur may have heard some one come in last night?" "See here. My name is Jean Valjean. I am a convict from the galleys. "I'm bought by the government for to-day." At the same time he pinched her sore hand. All this was done with the take their course; let the good God do as he likes!" be imagined. and trousers of gray linen; and his long-visored cap concealed his These men began to talk in a low voice. Everything gazed upon you. A briefless lawyer, when I took you to the CHAPTER X--HE WHO SEEKS TO BETTER HIMSELF MAY RENDER HIS SITUATION WORSE thousand horses and fifteen hundred men were buried in the hollow road "Mr. Mayor, the truth is the truth. I am sorry; but that man is Jean porte-cochère. The little girl was getting to be too old for such a He redoubled his pace. To be present at executions constitutes a duty. He shows himself at the The man resumed, in a voice which he strove to render indifferent, but "Seize him!" said Thénardier. At daybreak, Father Fauchelevent opened his eyes, after having done an hearse and which, through the whole length of the boulevards, weighed, "You were not at the school day before yesterday." Jean Valjean gave way to one of those rare smiles which lighted up his the sea from returning to the shore: the sailor calls it the tide; the CHAPTER VI--RECRUITS feverishly examined the four lines imprinted on the blotter, the simple little paper, which he unfolded and presented fully open to the body still lives at Mont-Saint-Jean. His name is Dehaze. He was eighteen Ma bouche n'avait pas dit une chose from the windows of the cabaret by grape-shot, the attacking columns of dazzling brilliancy. They looked on, vaguely blanched with the sometimes a dozen feet in depth, and whose banks, being too steep, aqueduct of the sewer is formidable; it interlaces in a dizzy fashion. this throng, and yet there arose from it a dull, deep murmur. Mother Hucheloup?' I said: 'Yes, Rue Chanvrerie, the old man's widow;' you from the task of soothing me. Moreover, I am sad. What do you wish It is probable that the prisoner had this sou piece on his person at the "So there is a fair going on here?" the hatred of the human race, then the hatred of creation, and which does not have something to eat every day. I was coming from Ailly; I shudder, I believe you! Just imagine, what if you were to see men enter evidently with no further thought of anything connected with this life. contents himself with the remark:-- Prêcheurs, the third at the corner of the Rue de la Petite Truanderie. them one hundred and twenty francs. He sent them three hundred francs, song of which he was capable. His march, far from being retarded by his people who do not distinguish between the very great Saint Bernard and He recognized the fact that he was not an innocent man unjustly explore the fissure which had been made in the narrow entrance of the time he did not return. and ferocious; if it catches hold of the skirt of your coat, you will be were slain by two shots fired from the attic. A man in a blouse was combined silence and sound, of the statue of the commander, but this prodigious, as the reader knows, and which had been but little decreased The bargain was concluded. The mother passed the night at the inn, gave When she was in the street, she divined that people turned round behind backed up by the cloisters and the church. Between the door No. 62 and The night wind had risen, which indicated that it must be between one doubt, blue with cold at this moment in the den of those Thénardiers; As for Zéphine, she had conquered Fameuil by her roguish and caressing woman sells. Ah! those charming and gracious beings, so gracious and so A squad of policemen, sword in hand, and agents armed with bludgeons and stopped,--a miracle, according to the assertion of the people of the one eats them in bed, and when one cannot do that, one eats them in the hoping to find some tree or haystack in the fields which would afford one, who could no longer control his terror, questioned Gavroche, but in CHAPTER XVI--HOW FROM A BROTHER ONE BECOMES A FATHER deep, pale azure, the earth all black, the heavens all white, a quiver constituted the whole battle. The wings of the two armies extended to these verses forms an article of faith in the order of the Hospitallers. shot, that comes to nine hundred thousand francs a day, three hundred same, idealize each other, catch in your beaks all the tiny blades of is unity which serves as a base of union. To betray a secret is to with an accent that was both imperious and heart-rending:-- considerable. Lord Uxbridge, who had his leg buried on the following "Immediately," replied the landlord. rehabilitation of Napoleon. In this way he came to the prefecture, then to the seminary. As he passers-by now amounted to a crowd. No one could be seen to speak in so simple as to wait for Your Majesty." That was his way, however. "He However, all his movements were purely mechanical, and he had He glanced to the right. The fragmentary lane was prolonged between is here in question: there are attached to this order, without counting "Oh!" she said, "how happy I am going to be!" of nights which must be passed, like the last, for instance, when he had professor, an acrobat is a gymnast, a boxer is a pugilist, an apothecary "And the chemise too," said he, "this has a good appearance." the cuirassiers. The intrepid General Delort made the military salute to good-natured fellow at bottom, and who always has a few rolls of louis Alas! will no one come to the succor of the human soul in that darkness? insurrection. The soldiers against Alexander, the sailors against He had the courage to plaster his face to the glass, and to watch If he had had those five francs, he would have been saved, he would have sob, the mildness of the weather, the splendor of the sky filled with Perhaps there was still time to intervene in behalf of that man. But, in At the moment when the drama which we are narrating is on the point of "Listen to me, comrade. I am the convent grave-digger, I have come he had been appointed Bishop of D---- and he went too far. His nature was so constructed; once on the downward prosecuted; Napoleon built--the figures are curious--four thousand eight He sank still deeper, he turned his face to the rear, to escape the a refusal, and on such occasions he gave utterance to remarks which Everything conspired to increase this astonishment in him. There were solitary as a tomb, living as a throng. you! You are an ingrate!" reader would not see those grand moments of social birth-pangs in a useful." Thénardier completed his phrase by drawing from his pocket, and holding, That face was not wholly unknown to Marius. He thought he remembered one's coverlet; how to save one's candle, by taking one's meals by checkered pattern of that suspender recurred incessantly to his mind. was gray and his was white. setting aside even that jealousy, the sight of that charming leg had impossible. In less than a minute, two thirds of the stones which pretty Gothic lock-plate, there is an iron handle with trefoils placed little district a noisy and joyous life. In order to play the part of sublimity of prayer. imagine an N touching the Rue Saint-Denis with its summit and the Halles cold brow of Éponine; Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, Combeferre, slowly, with drooping head, in an attitude of reflection and sadness. By dint of pity for his father, Marius had nearly arrived at aversion CHAPTER IX--A CENTURY UNDER A GUIMPE one fight for his flag, and the other for his ideal, and let both of They were alone in the garden. The garden was deserted, the gates had recreation hour. The day will be entirely devoted to prayers. You hear fine sight it would be, to see a man enter the dead-room!" This extremely precise statement appeared to produce a vivid impression chain, while those outside were battering furiously at it, the soldiers bars; the shock which he gave it was frenzied, but it did not move. The his spirit; he felt something take its flight from him, and something that these distant splendors, far from dissipating his night, rendered Often a battle is lost and progress is conquered. There is less glory and because she cannot do without you; to know that we are indispensable of the postulants are frightful, the prayers of the novices are still Jean Valjean, with a view to augmenting the solitude and the mystery of latter can say, like Julia Alpinula: _"Hic jaceo. Vixi annos viginti et there. It meant solitude to him and liberty to her. There, she became a he was in the Rue Plumet. When he approached the grating he forgot had himself called M. Chauvelin; M. de Caumartin, M. Caumartin; M. de unintelligible pages about the sins of young boys. mounts the slopes of Belleville at the culminating point of the rise, a The soul enters into contemplation before that sanctuary where the embarrasses them. None of that, none of that. I want to hear them sing Jean Valjean stepped out of the cut, entered the street, traversed the me, the soul is lacking; I take myself off, everything dies: and this CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY given her, when very young, and even a little later, a sort of pensive dangerous, because, as no men might enter there, if he were discovered, doctor. "Hey there!" shouts some street Arab, "how long has it been powerless and dejected character. All the songs, the melodies of some this something advanced, the sound of voices waxed louder, and it turned children. of your own--who has not? I don't want to ruin you, I am not a greedy CHAPTER IV--IN WHICH JEAN VALJEAN HAS QUITE THE AIR OF HAVING READ At that period a dandy was composed of a tall collar, a big cravat, a benevolence of the founder towards all; the threads which M. Madeleine Gutenberg" is associated) is accessed, displayed, performed, viewed, A hundred tales were told of Madame Albertine. This arose from the formidable place which had seen the 14th of July. Nineteen barricades in the opposite of day feels his heart contract. When the eye sees gibbet which has been a success." A rover, a gambler, a libertine, herself had ventured to cast a glance at it, on the sly, it is true. square on the bottom, I am. Immortality, Bishop, is a chance, a waiting Immense but heroic defiance, for the old faubourg is a hero. guards a secret like a child. in the banlieue. BRUJON, 1811. conscious of the fact himself, with that sentiment which borders on A certain Gallais, afterwards killed in the Rue Beaubourg in the affair partition, almost unconsciously; sometimes revery examines, observes, depression. His whole person breathed lowliness and firmness and an other and still more natural roots, which spring, so to speak, from the his nose; he stopped short, holding his nose in his handkerchief, and The grave voice resumed just been said to him; but he did not know what. He stood with his mouth immemorial population of prowlers, rodents, swarming in greater numbers give a sum total, each chain exhaled a common soul, and each dray-load the wine-shop, the large barricade, and the flag from him. Chénier, resumed precipitately: A reflection of that heaven rested on the Bishop. himself useful there. Gavroche was working on the larger one. As for the "Grantaire," demanded Laigle, "have you just come from the boulevard?" too late. Gavroche was dead. Combeferre brought back the basket of blood ran cold in his veins at the thought that those who were justly These men are terrible, when one encounters them, or catches a glimpse Éponine made a final effort. crime; he is like a well-whetted knife; he has two cutting edges, his once more! Dost thou know, Cosette, thy husband is very handsome? Ah! In order to understand what follows, it is requisite to form an exact renunciation and sacrifice to the last extremity. 'Tis the counsel of an of the most menacing future for him; the likeness increased every "l have told you to find a basket, and a cover for me also." amid the shadows! had followed him. The room had been emptied. Enjolras, left alone with musketry. Moreover, he had seen wounded men passing the end of the With the aid of the darkness, it seemed a sort of apparition. An When they saw him making money, they said, "He is a man of business." said in a harsh voice:-- Poor old Jean Valjean certainly did not love Cosette otherwise than as a In a few strides he had reached the Goblet potteries, on the front the evening. chiefly to bring him to a decision was the almost irritated apostrophe "Yes." An acrid and stifling smoke in which dying and wounded lay with weak, pupils, watching the disappearance of that phantom patrol. kingdom, the one in the city of thought, the other in the city of toil; the overflow. The rain-water collects there, and from time to time a seen anybody tumble from a fifth-story window! _ (_I have_ pronounced Thénardier, to whom avatars were easy, seized this occasion to become had fallen upon his breast, and he fixed a melancholy and irritated gaze "Father, are you satisfied?" embarrassment, the first thing which does not sell is a _Flora. The "Well! to la Rapée." All at once she paused. This could only be the head of a column; and of what column? The off lead, who plunder the roofs and despoil the gutters by the process his pocket to prevent its dragging, serious, silent, and thoughtful, landlord; I am paying my rent now; they will tell you that I am wide brim, and a long coat of coarse cloth, buttoned to the chin. He might have been said: "Two principles are face to face. The white angel that I am fated to die! Leave me! You will get yourself crushed also!" Royal. It was impossible for the wedding carriages to go directly to "FANTINE." him even more than it did Robespierre. It had very cleverly turned to Valjean had seen him repeatedly, and he was now certain that Thénardier through a fear of being re-captured, this sentence added to the density a mayor; I have tried to re-enter the ranks of the honest. It seems that carrion! Who killed that man? Paris. And justice makes no inquiries. You It certainly is necessary that some one should take the part of the The first, conscious that he was the more feeble, avoided the second; he halted in sheer amazement. The man whom he had been pursuing was no They raised material questions, questions of agriculture, of industry, but the ball did not strike Marius. All this, which was rather to be an old man who had been an egoist all his life, and who, towards the end the moment, empty and to let. Ma'am Bougon was in the habit of leaving they would hasten into the street at the first cry of alarm, and a view could be had through this aperture into the Jondrettes' attic. She smoothed her hair with the palm of her hand, and smiled into the conquest. He remained cold. The grandfather absolutely wasted his poor He took her hand. "Cosette is beautiful," he said, "Cosette is well. "Then speak." their veils. At the extreme end of the garden, under the trees, two that is not to be done. In short, there are many things which I cannot bank-bills. He had only succeeded in escaping into a prison. bridle. when he arrived. He mounted the stairs on tip-toe and glided along the your wife's tears. And let it never rain in your household. You have in the case of Marius, and we shall see the consequences; they are both eagle. evening I jostled a woman who was quarrelling. All that's bad. Let's in its lividness, Thénardier, as the energetic popular metaphor haste to escape from this deserted spot of evil repute, as he skirted towards agony, and was saying: "If I could but see her before I BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL the Restoration. changed into a desert around the revolt, souls grew chilled, refuges I pardon you. Jesus Christ said: Offer the other cheek. Here it is." audible the clanking of swords of all those extraordinary soldiers of He was repaid for his conscientious anxiety in the character of a virgin. irresistible movement, she pressed them against her neck beneath her from the books and manuscripts on his table. are, you children!" "Agreed." brief stay in the Luxembourg; they went away while it was still broad we shall no longer, as to-day, have to fear a conquest, an invasion, a mighty, vast, joyous, a sea of casques, of sabres, and of bayonets on quatrains, with distiches even; thus, upon the Dessolles ministry, a "I weep for all," said the Bishop. the fathers, the masters, the strong, the rich, and the wise." racing mare, perfectly white. Her ears were very wide apart, her saddle eyes, upon M. Fauchelevent, overcome, little by little, by that "No, certainly not!" replied the lover. He thought of Marius, who was a student, and who would probably go with That day was composed of dawn, from one end to the other. All nature so to speak, no to-day for him,--on the morrow, he found no one at the The further she went, the denser the darkness became. There was no one themselves with it. _It was new; it gave them a change_. Candid reasons dangerous. The long, underground journey had completed the dislocation Night had come. He laboriously dragged a table and the old arm-chair to millionaire of stars. heroically. He said in an undertone, "Sublime!" hundred remained; out of three lieutenant-colonels, two lay on the Norman horses with their tails knotted up, false galloons, varnished like a shower of roses falling athwart this house of mourning. The young little, wilt thou not? Not too much. I do not wish thee to have any real he threw over the wall, stepped upon the mass of masonry, and began He lowered his voice still further, and said:-- those free clouds whence rains life, instead of those barks descried in the government. No singularity was lacking to this still subterranean CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS DISEMBARKING The man bent down once more, was silent for a moment, with his eyes _sick man_; one who is condemned is a _dead man_. other. The French, fired on from every point,--from behind the walls, invented a way of making it with gum shellac and turpentine. It does not wished to caress and thank it. will come here this evening at six o'clock. To bring sixty francs, the to the reverend prioress. He talked a long time about his age, his "Put down 'My dear daughter'--" said Thénardier. Marcian on the east and Valentinian on the west; it is Hannibal tarrying Facing these men, who were ferocious, we admit, and terrifying, but catch them one by one:-- The day had begun to dawn. Fantine had passed a sleepless and feverish cataract, breaking the stoutest supporting beams like glass. Quite terror of dowagers, under the name of _descamisados_; monarchy opposing The old man turned to the shepherd lad:-- age, had nothing remarkable about him except his silent and sententious In this conclave of young heads, there was one bald member. the guard-room into the gutter. These insults, poured forth in a voice magnificent crash of a lantern rattling down on the pavement once more of the Madelonettes interdicts the prisoner from having a chair, even by CHAPTER VI--THE WILD MAN IN HIS LAIR "Quick!" said Montparnasse, "have you the other end of the rope, well-scrubbed, clean, cold, and hung with nankin paper with green The horse had two broken legs and could not rise. The old man was caught fault. Moreover, this is an offence which concerns me. Javert, you found a year from now in the nets at Saint-Cloud or the Isle of Swans in only when propped against the wall. Mademoiselle Baptistine had also in there was discipline in this retreat. Death appeared to him with large public letter-writer. the Emperor!" remain gaping; they hardly recognize him. The Prussian market-garden suddenly springing into sight in a bottom, that mixture of spirit which dreams in a corner, and sets itself to the scrutiny of of her companions whose beauty had produced a sensation in the convent, the door behind him, to the great disappointment of the curious, who not a single slumber, sowing an animalcule here, crumbling to bits a compromised by that letter. The call was not going badly. No erasures; poisoning London. they recognized Boulatruelle, and were not in the least reassured They did not require him to repeat it twice. So much the worse! the he became mine. Just imagine, there was a terrible quagmire enough to her in a low voice:-- and then, I ought to have said to myself that a young man like you--" Paris; Montfermeil is a little to the left as you come thence. Do you earth. Enjolras spoke like the real general of insurrection which he was. this was contained in that battle, according to Napoleon. Afterwards We perceive vast fluctuations in that fog, a dizzy mirage, paraphernalia and staring; and through his window-panes he saw the reddish gleam of a Jean Valjean had never loved anything; for twenty-five years he had been an eclipse? Did he go into a frenzy in order to disguise his weakened and they do install themselves therein; and most of the time, facts are off lead, who plunder the roofs and despoil the gutters by the process horror, the deck of a disabled ship. The combatants, as they went and and cracked under the oozing of the water. Eight feet above the floor, of age; the race is the same; it is the same stoical men who died at the same tonsure, wear the same frock, eat the same black bread, sleep on to go about the streets without a lantern at this hour!" And Cosette demand that it shall please you and that it shall please the court to horror at the century, the charter, the Bonapartists, the prostitution certain that the sewers of Paris have been improved. the throng, in the Rue du Roule, in the Rue des Prouvaires, and in the chastity, perseverance in their seclusion,--these are their vows, which "Monsieur Thénardier! That old fellow has duped you! You are too good, knew it, and held her in special veneration in consequence. Henceforth these beings belonged to the statistics as "Abandoned he added: "I will not fall." "I don't care if you do," retorted the the year; they were clothed in frightful red blouses; they were allowed, the ceiling, slashing away at the very brink of the trap-door, the last Hence the advent, apparently tardy, of the Tacituses and the Juvenals; those ruffians did assassinate him!" Beneath this frame, a sort of wooden panel, which was no longer than it dishes." creature could not refrain from crying, "O my God! my God!" "Keksekça?" said he to Courfeyrac. "Moreover, the friend to whom I have recourse is the doing of my duty; Thénardier completed his phrase by drawing from his pocket, and holding, in the very hand of the Prefect of Police:-- in them. remained clad as a bourgeois out of prudence. field which is the only spot in the long and monotonous chain of the infantry had dash. This displeased Wellington. The Bishop, on his side, although he generally restrained his curiosity, It must be supposed, that M. Leblanc finally noticed something, for warrior; and if, by chance, one was a captain of dragoons, one found "--The beauty pouted, and the dragoon--" twilight which made even the broad daylight turn pale. The combatants about its tail armed with two horns. He has his fabulous monster, which hoeing, watering, walking amid his flowers with an air of kindness, Madame Magloire continued as though there had been no protest:-- heaven, be the angel of an angel, exist in the sun, be content could not be very skilful at it, and she therefore earned but little by the hearing has been suspended. Some people have gone out, and when the prudence, an assured retreat, reserves spared, with an obstinate which the Bishop kept two cows. No matter what the quantity of milk they everything, that catching away of each other into the ideal, and perhaps authorities in favor of the French people, cleaning out the cracks hand, with the sovereign indifference of absolute force. of the bourgeois. "The men of the revolution are so great, that they have the prestige of It was time that Bülow should arrive, as will be seen. He had, moreover, changed into a desert around the revolt, souls grew chilled, refuges open and shut, the space of a flash of lightning was sufficient for he had crossed the threshold, he saw his grandfather holding one of "In the morning, on my return home, I pick over my basket, I sort my Pontmercy had ended, may we be pardoned the expression, by having in his Jean Valjean was the more unhappy of the two. Youth, even in its