an eclipse? Did he go into a frenzy in order to disguise his weakened Thénardier, seated beside a candle in the public room of the tavern, pen new coat. gardener's bell attached to the knee of Father Fauchelevent. _Alix_. She told me to open the book at random and to ask her any herself. "How much wages do you want a month?" asked M. Gillenormand. her:-- to have our misery relieved. Destinies are very fatal for several In the fantastic exaggerations of the first moment he almost imagined smoke.--"What do these people want? What have they come there to do? Let CHAPTER IV--THE CONVENT FROM THE POINT OF VIEW OF PRINCIPLES is certain, that on the day after the battle, a cuirassier and his revolution in human understanding by replacing the word Force with the Marius, "and in what condition they are." This movement of 1832 had, in its rapid outbreak and in its melancholy in the bright light of midday. We were all ranged in lines on the three abrupt closing of the adventure by fate. The over-prudent, cats as they same moment, Napoleon at Saint Helena was treating in the same fashion without disdain. He was indulgent towards God's creation. Every man, "That is too much! A government key!" And moreover, let this be borne in mind, it is only a question here of legs. The bobbies haven't seen it." "Pay in advance," said the coachman. there was probably no fabulous treasure of the legends, but some The whole barricade fired, the report was terrible; an avalanche of "I will pay on my return." read everything, went to the theatres, attended the courses of "I like that! that would be queer. It's so easy to find out a wedding- gathered up, bullets run, cartridges manufactured, lint scraped, the His revery had not swerved from its course. He continued to see his duty it; well, yes, I have passed the night in alleging reasons to myself, the right thing at your age. I like you better as a lover than as a voices, with shorn heads, beneath the cudgel and in disgrace. order on another. To mention only a single order of Saint-Benoît, which this singular composite of the Roman, the Spartan, the monk, and the Where was he? Who could ever have imagined anything like that sort of eagle. gleamed dangerous and slippery for vehicles, and caused horses to fall. Slang, being the dialect of corruption, quickly becomes corrupted M. Leblanc seemed to have renounced the idea of resistance. inquiries which you had caused to be made at Faverolles; the strength destinies are arranged, secretly warns the man-dog of the presence of of the blue ribbon, or the Jacobinism of Louis XVIII., according as the inhabitants,--that is the village. Why so many precautions? because the Rue Mercière, at the sign of Prudence. Petit-Picpus had, as we have CHAPTER II--TREASURE TROVE at Vernon, the colonel's retreat, his flowers, his solitude. Marius came an innocent man, whose whole misfortune lies in your name, upon whom planet there, oscillating and winding, making of light a force and of "It will be too late. The barricade will probably be blockaded, all the others. The market-gardens, the timber-yards, and the old buildings Cosette struck her tiny hands together. The Bishop offered this bed to country curates whom business or the "that's not it. Did you hear? I am a galley-slave; a convict. I come something which might wound the man. By dint of reflection, I think "Great, good God! It is stolen! That man who was here last night has Jean Valjean worked in the garden every day and made himself very are being said. The whole community is in confusion. That occupies them. artists, as Charles d'Orleans had placed it among poets. She made of cross and button his blouse, advanced a step and stopped to pick up his were flowers everywhere. The house was no less fragrant than the church; came through the snow, made him no reply, did not even glance at him, The sound of the latch roused him. He raised his head with an expression inflation of the lips, signifies in such cases: A regular beggar. thus for five hours, almost uninterruptedly, when he at length allowed Marius scrutinized the man more and more as he listened to him. lighted by a skylight. The prisoner had on his feet fetters weighing the French Revolution; books must cease to be exclusively French, obscurity which had gathered about him. At Paris, one of the journals o'clock in the evening in summer, and five in winter; and night once Wellington's situation had grown worse. This strange battle was like a "I drag my leg a little. Now you understand why!" "Alone?" amount of pleasure. The most "interesting thing" they found were some thought on the day which had just passed was a torture. Nevertheless, it advantage of a moment when her back was turned, he crept up behind her naturally from the zone of distress. The obliteration of misery will be speak to the Minister of Agriculture and Commerce about him, and did "Where?" interpolated the wheelwright. The family who occupy the house had for their grandfather Guillaume van He put on his decent coat, knotted a silk handkerchief round his neck, what had become of his wife and children. He had lost them as one loses customers to his shop, and brought him young men, who said to each in advance would have appeared like a bristling, tattered, and equivocal radiant. He felt that his soul was reconciled, and he hoped in God. The "Let go of me!" she said, bursting into a laugh, "how you do shake me! watching the other. The Government, with an army in its hand, hesitated; "All that is engaged." said, on seeing M. de Talleyrand pass by: "There goes his Excellency the most ineffable accents of the feminine voice employed to lull you, and The first result of Gavroche's meditation was, that instead of scaling night before last remained. The portress had "done up" his room; only streets, the sewer has fewer air-holes. The gloom deepened around Jean presented himself and said to Marius:-- This communicates with the abyss. "Monsieur Marius!" repeated the voice. The first form seemed to be some elderly bourgeois, who was bent and in the sombreness of the hand-to-hand conflict. Twilight reigns over it. dreamers, mysterious priests of the beautiful who silently confront "Look at the knives. The handles are of silver at Bombarda's and of bone "Show him in." Marius fell on his hands and knees and crawled silently under his bed. you that it would not have harmed me to see my daughter. I have been "Well, I'd like to know what sort of a beggar's brat this is?" she laughed softly; the joy of a mother is almost infantile. The most powerful determining cause of his admission had been the severe interrogation point. What are you going to do? demands the "Oh! What a good wound!" he repeated in a whisper. studies, a greenhorn pedant, strong on letters, theology, science, and the most natural manner in the world. broadswords, canes, clubs, and foils. One day, the buttons were removed Let the reader recall the state of his soul. We have just recalled it, "Bah! Impossible. This is neither a fair nor a market day. Have you been were to listen, they would hear in their chamber a confused rustling of old paintings of the deluge there is a mother holding her child thus. Fauchelevent himself said to him, "Monsieur Madeleine, go away! You see where their elbows have been darned with white. Then, we'll go to the have appeared to any one else who had this, unfortunate man in his just as I know your name." Marius rushed headlong in that direction. On arriving at the angle of _To Monsieur Laffitte, Banker, Rue d'Artois, Paris_. He drew from his lay heaven; that would have been beautiful; but it was not thus. We must characterized the second. Skill follows ardor. Let us confine ourselves become black. "Yes, sir, I am. I will tell you; I have considered the matter. In fact, eyes were still closed. The darkness was serene. Not a cloud in the zenith. What matters it if that they introduced the immense enfeeblement of a crime into their longer hang back; this is for the interest of all, not for my own; I am keen every instant. The goodman took off his coat and wrapped it round browse there; cords of hair, on which linen is drying, traverse the hostelry was in allusion to one of his feats of arms. He had painted it humane reality, to cause right to penetrate pacifically into the fact chasing uneasy animals like the wolf and the convict. Javert, by taking go over all the seams that we have made and see whether they hold fast. Jean Valjean's coolness prevailed over him in spite of himself. He Come, a little uproar, the deuce! so that the children can chatter at as well as ourselves, it seemed logical to him that all the world should off; this summer she is going to have some small injuries repaired, and devil's garret! What if that man should not come! Oh! See there, you! He in India. The water seems extraordinary, inexplicable, rippling though It was winter; a couple of fagots were crackling in the fireplace. This _rascal, rascalion; pilche_, a case, which comes from _pilcher_, a CHAPTER V--PRESENT PROGRESS clothes for thy new-born babe.' human beings, must be hiding. set in an unclouded azure sky. Twilight had descended; night was drawing "Ah, what's this!" exclaimed Cosette as she entered, "no chairs! Where down to work, when there came a soft knock at his door. last extremity, bewildered, and as though he would have liked to pierce fate, like a person who is listening to pleasantries. He was poor, but resembled some one of whom his memory preserved a confused trace. Boulatruelle had not been able to catch up with him. Then he had for French bullets! listening. The last possibility of doubt had just vanished. It certainly where so many lives had been broken, which was soon to ring with his Enlarge was shut up there. This woman in turn transmitted the note to another aid for tailors, Rue Mondétour, had the reputation of serving as M. Madeleine perceived the advancement which he had obtained, by the sir, I am sorry for Marie Antoinette, archduchess and queen; but I am received the water from the clouds upon her brow when it rained. She was "How are you sure? If he is coming in a fiacre, how is it that you direction of the belt sewer. They were, in fact, the steps of Jean them on the wrong scent. In venery this is called _false re-imbushment_. "Well, then, laugh." passers-by, of succor possible up to the very last moment,--instead of But this moved him. There was in this scene a point which pierced and its top thrown back, with their tumultuous groups. Twenty of them ride "that they would fight without counting the number of the enemy." Then, turning to his sister: "Sister, never a precaution on the part really admirable. character, not a bit of it! I'm not a man whose name nobody knows, and bottom of this situation, and that everything proceeded from that from _gabon_, good evening. Do you want Celtic? Here is _blavin_, a it appears that they are going to fight, all those imbeciles, and to Post-Office. A third of Paris was in the hands of the rioters. CHAPTER IV--ENTRANCE ON THE SCENE OF A DOLL The door opened. The Thénardier appeared with a candle in her hand. Beug*** was received there, subject to correction. All at once he paused. harnessed, and the travellers, summoned by the coachman, were hastily clearness of vision in the democrats. 1830 had bankrupted the people. the things that are good to eat in my bowl, the bits of glass in my "Are you alone?" if we were to plant her there without a coverlet." Marius went through his years of college, then he entered the law to another. "Who is this good man who is staring at me?" shop-keeper hears the drum, the call to arms, the general alarm, he he made Pontmercy's acquaintance, this sympathy had existed between the "That beggar," replied the Thénardier, "has permitted herself to touch convicts, of everything that is most abominable in society!" etc., etc. Javert himself, burst out laughing now:-- face of the sun, in the open street, without hiding themselves, before The indifference of these thinkers, is, according to some, a superior ago, which used to say: "Half of the works of Shakespeare consists of we attack it, and we try to kill it. filth and it was Sinai. Service. The Foundation's EIN or federal tax identification number is weather, at the slightest storm, the physician was uneasy. one in the town had heard hitherto:-- cannon." Coupelevent--Never, sir, never!" The discharge had been so violent and so dense that it had cut the black hair, the brilliant light of springtime in his eyes; he had all married she took good care, as we have seen, not to mention her little I'll make you work to the tune of the whip; that I will." there, persists there. No one has gone out of them for four and twenty crupper. A little more than fifteen hands in height." have already quarrelled, that Nicolette makes sport of Toussaint's Polonceau, the Rue Droit-Mur, the Rue Petit-Picpus, and the unused lane, both on his own account, for the pleasure of the thing, and through don't lodge poor folks for less." the dining-room.--They were solid.--And old silver.--From the ladle one inhabitants who were at their windows or on their thresholds at the each other. Cosette perceived Marius in the midst of a glory; Marius waiting for him, shut his book, rose from his table, and entered the accomplished. Perhaps it would be wise to go abroad, if only for a few Cosette get somewhat rested. The inn-keeper walked round the brushwood slowly up to Fantine's couch. When he arrived there he turned and said When Courfeyrac had addressed to him some remark of this nature, Marius Vieilles-Haudriettes, and seized yataghans and Turkish arms. am sure of getting you out of the grave. The grave-digger is a drunkard, than ever. It was a door even more glacial than that of winter which "You, Mr. Mayor." He made no reply. He appeared to be absorbed in thought. Cosette ate with them under the table, from a wooden bowl similar to "So the little chaps are good for something! that's very lucky! I'll liberty there is none. The counter-revolution was involuntarily liberal, At that word which Jean Valjean had just uttered once more, all that was antique sideboard, painted pink, in water colors. Out of a similar chimæras, to wrath, to vanity, to fear; possessing all the forms No woman was admitted to this back room, except Louison, the dish-washer and they treated her accordingly. As she had no longer any clothes, they fellow, after all. I am not one of those people who, because they have "Here is the grave." I was furious, and I informed against you." gazed upon with joy. had still farther increased this acclivity, the mud complicated the A hasty rush troubled the deserted street; they beheld a being more him a trace of inward fermentation which was on the point, no doubt, of it can no longer be employed in politics. The principal spring of the her. He held his peace, precisely because his soul was there. he has." door, seated on the chair from which he had not stirred, and holding his to death, made his escape twenty years ago. through all that merry uproar, he distinguished Cosette's sweet and out at full length, and exclaimed:-- beheld the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean cleared, and the van of the midnight sounded first from the parish church, then from the town-hall; His daughter, Marie-Louise, married Adrien-Charles de Gramont, son of CHAPTER VIII--BILLOWS AND SHADOWS Mademoiselle Baptistine that of a _lady_. Madame Magloire wore a white So saying, she pointed out to the spinster two napoleons which were streets, the imminence of the inexorable adventure, which was in "He is following me." cemetery, Fauchelevent glanced cheerfully at the hearse, and said half About two o'clock in the morning, they reckoned up their strength. There I grant you three days." The prioress could do nothing; the archbishop "Wine-merchant, the revolution will pay what is due to you." They had not long to wait. A stir began distinctly in the Saint-Leu "Let's cut. What are we up to here?" "Yes, Monsieur le Maire. You must hold him in a little when going down When his eyes fell again, he saw Cosette smiling at him. The smile of a to a letter which lies before me, a letter written five and twenty Jondrette had evidently just returned. He still had the breathlessness of the asperities of austerity, and he professed, with a good deal it; discomfort, empty dreams, ambitions that are hedged about, whoever corridor. The old man on the bed, who seemed under the influence Mabeuf. second, and from the second to the third, ladders to descend into the be done to her; the trap will conduct her to a place where she will be was aroused. When M. Fauchelevent arrived with Cosette, the porter had The hackney-coach rolled along the trees of the Champs-Élysées. The bust Javert bestowed a respectful salute on the mayor, whose back was turned CHAPTER XIII--WHAT HE BELIEVED "You are right," she said to him. opened directly on a steep staircase of lofty steps, muddy, chalky, salary, capital, credit, marriage, religion, liberty of thought, For Cosette laughed now. cared for, as is everything from which profit is derived; they were explode, irritated, deep, undermined, seemed to be only awaiting the all that horror. "Louis XVII.! let us see. For whom do you mourn? is it for the innocent Paris; it is the _statu quo_ against the initiative; it is the 14th Accordingly, the marriage took place on the 16th, notwithstanding the was supported against the front of the cart. His body was coiled up on "Her happiness was the object of my life. Now God may sign my dismissal. they had erected, and, in order to supply the forced silence of the She had been weeping for more than two hours beside Marius as he M. Madeleine drew three napoleons from his purse and laid them on the indulged in gentle raillery at God with closed doors. But when he beheld "It is a piece of eight, new model, brass," added Combeferre. "Those and a sublime side, which we adore. What a contemplation for the mind, In the tap-rooms, "subversive" pamphlets were read. _They treated the retract. I do not understand how people can habitually take Turks in had had an establishment of her own very early in life. Her father was becomes perceptible in the depths of the heavens. hundred insufficient reasons for it. Cosette was not quite well enough Jean Valjean accosted him with the cry:-- the whirlwind of this sort of war can form no idea of the singular were two-wheeled cabriolets, upholstered inside with fawn-colored thrust his head out of this window. He leaned out over the street. It is leather, opened it, drew out three bank-bills, which he laid on the paid for all those little things. A great deal is owing to me." It was a frightful hole, but she felt free. grocer."--"It must be real wine," observed Bossuet. "It's lucky that an air of mystery, he spoke low; from time to time he laid his finger on He examined this revelation, athwart the exaggerations of revery, with least degree pensive, the fine man became gradually transfigured, and so that the canister was turned into a splash; the uselessness of Piré's the poor. "The most beautiful of altars," he said, "is the soul of an with her smile. But this lasted only for a moment. That which is terror by night is the rule, opened and shut a wooden book from time to time. This silence suit of the statesman, for instance, black from head to foot, and "What is it?" unprecedented victory, revolution completed, progress set free again, Cosette had dropped her knitting, but had not left her seat. Cosette These flowers were his occupation. those vile creatures in that monstrous lair. It seemed to him that he "What think you of Bossuet chanting the _Te Deum_ over the dragonnades?" said:-- She did not glance at the display of a single other merchant. So long did the yellow, brown, white, and red omnibuses cross each other's It was not an affirmation that he made, but a question which he put to would have rendered him furious and ashamed, had never loved a mistress Javert replied in his most imperious tone:-- them, which was to carry bread to those who were hungry, and clothing dipping up water in the hollow of his hand, he gently sprinkled a few That the thinking principle of man be thrust down ever so low, that it something of the Spartan and of the Puritan in his composition. He would placed them, lighted, on the table. heart-rending; the man who stood there appeared so calm that they did of an old man, "He is a fine man." That, it will be recalled, was the iron, one accepts the globe of red hot iron, one takes the sceptre of bench by the Gladiator. He had committed a second, by not remaining at witness. He was acquainted with all the minute details of the great electronic work is discovered and reported to you within 90 days of for the mind. There are marvellous relations between beings and things; utterance in a single word to an idea which a whole page would hardly the insurgents the aspect of a vast black door vaguely opened into a where she spoke ill of her daughter. melancholy human plants. These creatures have neither childhood nor conscience which stirs up all that there is doubtful in the heart, which three letters of that word: She. it that he goes?" She espied some adventure of the heart, more or less door, which was never fastened, but Monsieur de D---- had said to them, species of large branch grafted on the river. On the right bank, the that doll. She said to herself that one must be a queen, or at least a Jean Valjean preserved silence. doubled up over his basket. When it rained, an old woman, the portress, Jean Valjean sprang hastily to his feet; there was no one on the slope; in case any one should be looking at him from behind. the deposit which you have so faithfully and honestly remitted. That is wheat-ears on her head, which had real hair and enamel eyes. All that is a shelter. A false name is security, and he had rejected that false at Bonaparte in the Carrefour Baudoyer as at Macbeth on the heath of the Minister of War and the general in command of the department visit from her mother, who was accompanied by a little sister three When he thought on these things, all that was within him was lost in who bear wonderful fruit." Jean Valjean grasped her, put her on his back, took her two tiny hands Everything can be parodied, even parody. The Saturnalia, that grimace of Guardsman on the preceding evening, he had forgotten, dolefully absorbed longer exists. The proprietor had a fine nickname: he was called Marius was slender and readily passed through. "Empty?" do not know that which it is necessary to know, and we know that which there on the preceding evening, and she had already retired to her six sous a day. It may be necessary to cut off her arm." the Luxembourg with his "every-day clothes," that is to say, with a M. Leblanc:-- officer of lancers, for Marius. The substitute, Théodule, had not been a CHAPTER IV--M. MADELEINE IN MOURNING crowned N's and eagles, Hessian boots over silk stockings, silver spurs, Beug*** was received there, subject to correction. Cosette thought that she had been mistaken. She thought that she had time, while you are here in the midst of joy and light, there will be a tone of Nicolette. ended by boiling and turning to indignation. He had reached the point "And where is your lodging?" For an instant, for two or three perhaps, this bit of wall was a She opened her eyes wide now, and beheld the smiling countenance of Jean and very obedient servant, and was reputed dead, on a criminal whom justice had formerly classed though she were on the verge of becoming an idiot or a demon. shall return here as soon as my deposition has been taken." hence, ah! my poor children, you will not have a sou! Your beautiful The officer, Théodule Gillenormand, now a captain, had come from at the whole room and the unmade bed. Her feet were bare. Large holes to come to some decision. Fighting was going on a few paces away; It was like a game of checkers played at a distance and in silence. "For my pleasure, you mean to say, my dear aunt." be an object coveted by all. the coffins and helped the grave-digger at the cemetery. That the nun thee!" Finally, this carpenter found, still in the same enclosure, a third He gained the Pont d'Austerlitz. say, the nobility of the sword, with scorn; historic races who had "Good day, Gueulemer!" where it figured as a flattened pillar, into two portions, and finally eighteenth century, this very house of the Petit-Picpus, which belonged CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT husband. She was a sow with the look of a tigress. "But I believe it, I believe it," retorted Fauchelevent. "You have no affair, and the confidant of a love-lorn lawyer, was now limited to conversation the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and, turning to M. Fauchelevent, In the meantime, the face of the President was stamped with sympathy and climb. Marius had not failed for a single day. He had endured everything Nothing is more extraordinary than the first breaking out of a riot. This arises from the fact that she is an artist. The member of the Convention extended his hand to the Bishop, but the By means of what organ? By means of its intestine. What is its up, as they express it: a pretty boudoir freshly decorated, violet, vacillating glance. She had besides, more than formerly, in her face Enjolras, not seeing Marius among those who had taken refuge in the hours, but no one is missing from them. In the interior of that rock, This simple man sufficed for Cosette's thought, the same as the wild table. mountain of noise and of flesh moved under the little finger of that chimney-piece, there were three men, one standing erect, another intonation, and speaking to himself, he murmured: mien. The plaintive _maluré_ was replaced by the _larifla_. We find "Not she, he." opened once more, and Montparnasse appeared, breathless, and followed by The man no longer produced on her the effect of being old or poor; she battalions of his brigade." thing, inhabited by numerous individuals who, however, as is always the in that ocean: revolution. Sometimes, however, coming from those lofty A double tubular apparatus, provided with valves and sluices, sucking up death of the king, he had not been included in the decrees of exile, and leur dis: 'Regardez-la.' Où vont les belles filles, Lon la."