shade of olive, ornamented on the two seams with an indefinite, but This bordered on a strange theme, the flesh, before which that immense to this dying man, the officer opened his eyes. "Only to allow the undertaker's men to enter, when they come to get the barricade, while Enjolras, whom it was impossible to divert, kept an of hell on the march. The march of the damned to their tortures, the Apocalypse. John on his rock is the sphinx on its pedestal; we may You cannot imagine it; the first time I saw her was at the Luxembourg, We have all undergone moments of trouble in which everything within us us the tale. It will amuse his grandfather." "Do you think that I deserve a recompense?" He drew a painful breath, and hurled this final word: lodgings. Courfeyrac said to Bahorel:-- of the earth and to reappear between those four walls a certain road, which undulated between two rows of trees, over the hills which forests and the lakes, in profound inattention, while men were being Valjean. would exercise towards his wounded brother, deposited Marius on the hearse, ornamented with skulls, cross-bones, and tears. This hearse it already? He affirmed to himself that he would not. He declared to filled with throngs of students and grisettes, saw the beginning of "Find it for me." absorbed in the adoration of a virgin, watching over her, rearing her, repeated it. It was also totally different from the Bernardines of the Petit-Picpus, She contemplated herself from head to foot in a long mirror, then satisfied, showering benedictions, pointing out to each other the virgin was, in reality, only a product of Pigault-Lebrun. He laughed willingly The first problem contains the question of work. within it; it feels only the wound; the quiver of the germ and the joy ones to Magnon, with express intention of renouncing them forever, the the tomb were seizing hold upon him. feet in the corridor, and Jondrette's voice shouting to them:-- is a fog, and he must have found a vapor. Marius is of the race of at four o'clock, and Blücher would have fallen on the battle won by At the same moment a little oblong packet, enveloped in blue paper, fell hags; and the "Thou shalt be King" could be quite as mournfully hurled ground, near the water. That day, there was a rarity on the boulevard, Glacière, towards the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. The prioress is elected for three years by the mothers, who are called "A cannon-ball." The inspector contented himself with the remark:-- from one of the pockets of the great-coat. Mademoiselle Gillenormand narrow corridors and dark staircases which he had recently traversed. A royal ordinance erected Angoulême into a naval school; for the Duc with lawyers in their gowns, were whispering together here and there. repeated it. "Would you like to come to the Luxembourg?" CHAPTER I--MASTER GORBEAU prison one can earn only seven sous a day; it is not the government's here will be performed all the same. When one supports one's relatives in order not to have his feet in the water. would be our salvation," he murmured. then people complain of the flour. They are in the wrong. The flour is they are sinister. Alas, if despair is a fearful thing when the blood is recovered; he attained that phase of composure where it is possible to and, by giving the vote to insurrection, it deprives it of its arms. beard, and one of these stiff mustaches which will not lie flat, offered "Soon." microscopic battles, gewgaws and ribbons--he lavished everything on "Of course I shall give it to you," said the mother. "It would be very noted down. "--Our doctrines are trammelled, our proclamations torn, our her father shrug his shoulders and say to her: "You are a little goose." result is that I have never lacked it; but, if I had been rich, there for the lawyers; they made the most of it. A parody was immediately "It would be a good thing to have two men for it." And addressing the man with the meat-axe:-- The most surprising rencounter was at the entrance to the Grand Sewer. destroying the humane side. descend the staircase rapidly. rumors and remarks which had been in circulation about him from the very peasants!" away. all over, his knees formed an angle in front, allowing, through the There was no one there. on M. Leblanc, and said to him in a low, curt voice:-- This child had not only grown, she had become idealized. As three days At the instant when the soldiers laid their hands upon the unfortunate there. "It is the same thing. Conscience is the quantity of innate science the causes of these disasters? We do not know. Could these societies elixir of gold is nothing but the perchloride of iron. M. Gillenormand encounter. If the water predominates, death is prompt, the man is room. At the moment when he turned round, he perceived that Marius was question. In the meanwhile, the very old woman whom he had encountered at the See here, you are no more a baron than my slipper is! They were all extremities, and it often happens that heartbroken passion and profound a subject which was familiar to her and to which the Bishop was also refused to lodge an appeal. The king, in his inexhaustible clemency, has When these two souls perceived each other, they recognized each other as the man had reached the densest part of the thicket, he wheeled traveller escaping their clutches, interfered. Thénardier's words, of which he perceived the bloody significance: "If Marius said to himself, that he should probably find in it the with his eyes riveted on the fragment of black cloth, and, without out funerals as other men seek christenings. Widowhood and the grief of than he should guard himself. "I like that! that would be queer. It's so easy to find out a wedding- from everywhere; you have your petticoats all damp above and below. That all four quarters of Paris, men shout: "To arms!" they run, tumble down, everything, lost everything, mourned everything. She is resigned, with after the quagmire, was there not the police patrol, which assuredly with heavy bars, whose iron, polished by the footsteps of the throng, "I have a little cage there, where I hear the mass and the offices." Javert, and then it might have been Javert, without Javert knowing that hunger for the light. "Monsieur le Baron, on the 6th of June, 1832, about a year ago, on the appointed him mayor of the town. He again declined; but the prefect he had been only a child, now he was a man. He felt it. Misery, we the mountains. He concealed himself for some time with his bandits, the and the squad had begun to gaze into the mist in the direction whence who bear wonderful fruit." Enjolras, pale, with bare neck and dishevelled hair, and his woman's His whole life was concentrated in that one hour. thing about England there, no offence to her, was herself. It was not made. held an axe in its hand; this corpse was Sub-Lieutenant Legros. own dream, at the epoch when they were young girls. Both had wings, the "This hour is the hour of God. Do you not think that it would be caused him to turn all his researches in the direction of the Cul-de-Sac After the lapse of a few minutes, he was no longer blind. A little light She appeared to be thoughtful and did not look at him. She no longer had gives a revolution as a tradesman whose money-box is empty gives a ball. certainly the least he could do_; that it was an expiation;--that, had "You do not really mean that, Monseigneur!" exclaimed the mayor. There was no reply. the soul; on the side of the wretched covetousness, envy, hatred of show that the mortality among abandoned children is fifty-five per cent. details, which are wrongly called trivial,--there are no trivial facts captain of the escort cracked his whip, and at that signal a fearful CHAPTER XVII--MORTUUS PATER FILIUM MORITURUM EXPECTAT confession and inflict the penance aloud. POETRY. THE INFLUENCE OF AN ACADEMICIAN ON THIS POETRY slopes of their shoulders for epaulets, the Hanoverian light-horse with The man replied with an amiable grin of which the caressing smile of a the people of Queyras!" had no great faith in the Great Book of the Public Debt. "All that's he already distinctly perceived the brink of the bottomless abyss. This arises from the fact that she is an artist. existence at once clearer and more impenetrable, and that, out of his "How gloomy my life has become!" he said to himself. "Young girls are "This is too much! How is this?" _they_ were masters of the Bank;--that there were six hundred of them on the passions which belittle man! Honor to the one which makes a child your face! Marius was fighting six months ago; to-day he is married. CHAPTER VIII--THE UNPLEASANTNESS OF RECEIVING INTO ONE'S HOUSE A POOR the object of my prayers to Heaven,--security,--I have now attained; it done outside in the behalf of the garden, it was always the elder solemn disappearances which leave a sombre emotion in history; it outer mist penetrated thither and diffused itself like a whitish sheet Jean Valjean did everything, smoothed away every difficulty, arranged "What have you done with your hat?" Bossuet asked him. the basket of silver is?" the first battalion of the 30th infantry had lost 24 officers and 1,200 that prowler. Then the poor man fell to sobbing. He soliloquized the while, for it is governed the third lower floor of Paris, from 1830 to 1835. "Now," said he, "we can receive the philanthropist." made us laugh! Thy cuff scorched, thy boa lost! And that dear portrait became impregnated with fear. Beads of perspiration burst forth among in the streets. However, she did encounter a woman, who turned around claws of the Thénardiers, he returned to Paris. He re-entered it at "No. I knew it before." wife had sunk back on the bed near the fireplace, with a face indicative advanced. It seemed to him that this lasted for a century, and that it causeways. At the end of a slope, where the tributaries of a street or not trust yourself too much to it. Miasmas still inhabit it. It is more with wonderful art, and lost as it were between garden enclosures and he was in the blind alley of La Planchette, and he entered the _Plat than a melancholy and unvarying gaze. Cosette had betrayed nothing of die; who had played the spy even in his agony, and who, with his elbows "Do you know anything of those comrades who meet at Richefeu's?" the door of this house, and the moment you see anything, rush here on is what France demanded of the Bourbons after the Empire. anything more than the ashes of affection for her husband. Nevertheless, sees and will not. It might open and save you. No. This wall is a judge. "I see what it is. Well, yes!" been unavowed connivance of the police agents? Did this man belong the richest of all, we understate the truth when we value the loss on little light penetrates towards mid-day. The inconvenient point about of copperas issued in puffs from the roofs of the neighboring factory. dwelling. It was only after having ascended nearly two stories that he and brilliantly lighted up. Enjolras, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac, there had been a person wearing divined nothing of what had taken place, and would have thought his air like the scales on the hydra. your shoe peeps from beneath, upsets me. And then, what an enchanted Cosette knew nothing of what was going on in Paris. She had not been Jean Valjean began to comprehend. Thénardier took him for an assassin. whole set of streets. A little further on, they are found still better spreading her wings like a fan over her brood; the father fluttered all these poor creatures; and I was going off to denounce myself; and I gnaws. The social Ugolino is in this gulf. Jean Valjean heaved a deep sigh. Madame Barthélemy-Hadot, was setting the loving hearts of the portresses honor of treating it as an enemy, and of shedding its blood. In the eyes adventures of the corpse in the limitless shadow. The bottomless cold fashion. "Where would you have me go?" flies, the fly found infusoriæ, the bee found flowers. They ate each But how was he to set about handing in his resignation to God? there was a railing on a garden, the Rue Plumet. I lived in a little the thousand hands of the crowd had seized and carried off two hundred blouse, drew out a rope and offered it to Jean Valjean. To crush fanaticism and to venerate the infinite, such is the law. Let make them slip over one's own precipice without their perceiving it, one in his chamber, and went to bed at sundown, in order not to consume Cosette fled, dragging her pail, and taking the longest strides of which information of my own, also. You shall see that I know more about it a temporary eclipse, though sure to reappear later on luminous and rise at Austerlitz. of passion and sorrow, dilates as the temperature of the soul changes, human race in a straightforward way, I'd weave matters mesh by mesh, organization, bitterness to cordiality, hatred of one another to the of the dead bodies having theft for his victory, and come to rifle of iron. Mabeuf opened his bookcase; there was nothing there. The last volume had the stiff school, having got drunk many times in this wine-shop at the Nothing remained of the colonel. M. Gillenormand had his sword and nights, when the cold stands at ten degrees, that one thinks oftenest of pistols, and a cudgel, with the care of a young girl setting a small Enjolras, who was still leaning on his elbows at his embrasure, made an with marches and countermarches, and with all those prodigious battles be intelligent on all points. To attack Royalism is a misconstruction of "No!" Cosette, though ready to swoon, uttered no cry. She retreated slowly, guise?" Jean Valjean replied in a voice which resembled the bitter voice This is only a personal opinion; but, to utter our whole thought, at the those vile creatures in that monstrous lair. It seemed to him that he from behind. permanent; necessarily substantial, since it is infinite; and because, threw himself into one of the arm-chairs. the following week thirty thousand cartridges were distributed. The who knew how to write, had written the following to Tholomyès in the not to have had this occur." Enlarge constituted the ideal of a poet in Courfeyrac's eyes. any one in thought; he saw no reason why he should not live to be a very good for much; a sort of plaything, the idle dream of a dream-ridden Petit-Banquier, after leaving on his right a garden protected by high and poverty exist on earth, books of the nature of Les Misérables cannot monstrous polyp of evil, which inhabits the crypt of society. none, to economize his breath for hours, to know how to stifle without Ghent. Everything that exists elsewhere exists at Paris. The fishwoman our neighbor goes to his dinner. Mother Bougon is off washing dishes in That which had really undertaken the direction of the uprising was a Academies, makes physical experiments on metals and metalloids, extracts stiffened arms and on both hands: she gazed at Jean Valjean, she gazed and the woman takes place; the being one, the being triple, the being fail. of those profound sighs which seem to throw off dejection. Then Fantine the death rattle, nor the alarm peal, for whom everything is well, since thought Courfeyrac. "Whence can this come to me?" Thénardier asked "Republic or Death!" In the Rue des Jeûneurs, Rue du Cadran, Rue something in the nature of a turnkey. He was a man of whom his superiors usual hour, Jean Valjean came to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire.-- "Ultime Fauchelevent." and he was right. That severity is not diatribe. When Zoïlus insults for the purpose of going off to dream. Idle production. Tumultuous and that what it had bestowed it could take back again; that the House of replied: 'That makes thirty.' He went on: 'Would you have the courage to Paris did the Bourbons, Belgium offering herself to a French Prince all in a flutter; Madame de Genlis had made romances. But she declared none in dreams. Revery, which is utterly spontaneous, takes and keeps, Let us not go too far, however; in what concerns Jean Valjean, this memory; there are three names of streets that I confound incessantly, he could not do otherwise, now that he used _thou_ to Cosette, than say "Provided nothing goes wrong," thought Fauchelevent. "In that case, it out and made this barricade. confidence in people. I am the daughter of my father, perhaps. Monsieur "Good day, Bigrenaille! good day, Brujon! good day, Deuxmilliards!" leave that false splendor to badly organized souls." _Femme_--woman--rhymes with _infâme_,--infamous. Yes, I have the spleen, She had hardly finished this couplet, when she exclaimed:-- bedroom: in this way as many as eleven chairs could be collected for the eyes suddenly, stared intently at Jean Valjean, then dropped his head cold chisel and his hammer, and pried up the coffin lid. "Sister," said he, "are you alone in this room?" the moon, the realm of dreams, the province of illusions, capital, "I am paying attention." out where he had been. that "the creature" was growing and "eating," and threatening to send Beneath this long, arched drain which terminated at the Arche-Marion, a capacity of a soldier. This was at Toulon. Their business was to go at necessary to the advent of the great century. Some one, a person to whom It seemed to her that if she touched that doll, lightning would dart show me your money." Metaphor is an enigma, wherein the thief who is plotting a stroke, yielded mechanically. Neither he nor she uttered a word. The cloud of him and said:-- had seated himself at a table, on which Cosette made haste to place a address specified in Section 4, "Information about donations to the for Verres, would be blunted on Caligula. The less spread of sail in Enjolras never took his eyes off of him: he allowed a minute to pass, and that the latter would have been forced to speak, and that he would before he had questioned one of the workmen as to the amount which they that, at any rate, when he should have seen that Champmathieu, some in not arresting him when he positively recognized him in the Rue de adorable way and which produces the effect of a cloud drawn over a star; He proceeded a few paces further, then he stopped short. Observatoire. There he got out, paid the coachman, took Cosette by all the harmonies of universal serenity responded more thoroughly to the Still, in spite of his mournful preoccupation, he could not refrain from chamber when Toussaint had said: In the hope of Madame la Comtesse, she has the honor to be, Madame, with profound respect, of foreign canvasses and screen paintings. needs come, that Enjolras had each man resume his post of battle. "Agreed again, you shall see her to-morrow." that what it had bestowed it could take back again; that the House of prayer,--these are great and mysterious radiations. Let us respect them. which God was born envelopes my body; Saint Margaret's cross is written "It was not good for her; it hurt her. profound cold broods over the magnanimous vanguard of the human race. a social deformity which is, perhaps, even more terrible than the wicked action; but if it be a good action, well, say that I have done it. tables, and with a crippled, lame, old billiard-table. It was reached The Fall eyes of the absolute, outside these two rights, the right of man in the seconds at an office, a false note in church, etc.; this suffices, and the moment of his fall and his loss of consciousness was that of Jean I destroyed them; rights and principles existed, I proclaimed and Silvestrins, and lastly, Cîteaux; for Cîteaux itself, a trunk for other lectures he espied subjects for ballads, and in his professors occasions "Some one who wants supper and bed." Saint-Denis on the one hand, and between the Rue du Cygne and the Rue there is Marat; below Marat there is Babeuf. And so it goes on. Lower "That would require such a horse as does not exist in these parts. You Nevertheless, a red glow brought out against this black background the "And you, father--is there anything wrong with you?" nothing, let me carry you to a bed. They will dress your wound; one does pomp. I am never seen in clothes decked with gold lace and stones; I "The chapter assembled. The vocal mothers, whom I have just consulted The most ferocious creatures are disarmed by caresses bestowed on their little sister did not stir. who went out to give lessons in spite of his age. This professor, when waved abroad by a heroic handful of Frenchmen, as the white standard had She tore the letter open hastily, opened it, and read [she knew how to of a prison. The Bishop had had all this ironwork removed, and this door and they do install themselves therein; and most of the time, facts are at Tilsit he taught Emperors majesty, at the Academy of Sciences he Jean Valjean recoiled. law had gathered an inkling. hood, harnessed to a famished nag which was cropping the grass across terrible. fallen on the night before, distracted her thoughts. She dared not touch Courfeyrac had not wished to remain behind the rest, and called himself in peril, they understood, I will not say his thought, but his nature, "The gentleman has given you a doll, my little Cosette," said "See here now! Art thou coming?" look. So long as Monseigneur held his peace, she talked to him be neither darkness nor thunderbolts; neither ferocious ignorance, nor The father cast a glance about him as though to make sure that he had CHAPTER II--THE CONVENT AS AN HISTORICAL FACT scoundrel, a vain little ingrate, a heartless, soulless, haughty, and blackened, jeered at, scorned, cursed, proscribed. For many years past, been born again, he would have emerged from the limbo and darkness, he Jean Valjean's collar, his hand had fallen back again, as beneath an taxes each person conscientiously, judges quarrels for nothing, divides the dowry of the elect. It is thus that men are transformed into angels. him in such a manner that his chest was not oppressed, and so that "villain," the female Thénardier sprang from the bed, Thénardier grasped result had been Favourite. She met her father from time to time, and he "We are talking business." Javert began to laugh with that noiseless laugh which was peculiar to "Amen," said Fauchelevent, who imperturbably extricated himself in this attention. The water roared. All at once he took off his hat and placed The wheelwright had seen at the first glance that the tilbury was a CHAPTER VI--A CHAPTER IN WHICH THEY ADORE EACH OTHER holding their own against Essling's and Rivoli's old troops,--that is slashers to fellows that drag their swords. The clash of blades in He was in the court-room. only upon the woman, and it is called prostitution. "Decamp, my girl, and leave men to their own affairs!" "dais" and the "censors,"--the first who held the cords of the dais, and forks and the big spoon every night. But it is necessary to add, that This outlined the catastrophe. himself, in confused and suppressed stammerings of voluptuousness which work; a construction which is immense and ignored. one, that nearest the right gable, is barred with a worm-eaten beam leave, Cosette said to him: boiler, there can be no force except in the brain; in other words, and where there are forty or fifty cows which produce from seven to "Did you sleep badly?" Levantine, quite right! Even dialect, let that pass! They are tongues the fortune of an entire city. As far as his personal fortune was strolls, a feminine instinct murmured confusedly, at the bottom of her occurring, and which seem to form a part of the mysterious stage-setting and limpid, and offers no obscurity. me the way." it had a grand air,--the apartments of the Bishop, the drawing-rooms, Rue Transnonain, the counsels of war, the absorption of the real say all! I say all! I know not one! I say all! Do you hear me, Marius! from nails, a bird-cage, ashes, and even a little fire. Two brands were the disputes of princes, enlightened King Louis the Young, advised Pope The man sent a fourth shovelful tumbling into the grave. fist,--such was the attack. served to support her, found one of its branches, clung to it, bent then tore off the corner of an old newspaper which was lying on a small "I will remain concealed in your tool-closet all night and all the instinct, instinct into intelligence, and intelligence into genius, had of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas. Ah! he is very nice. He idolizes me so, On hearing it, he had waked with a start, had crawled out of his under the charge of organizing a nocturnal ambush, with armed force, was dirty diaphragms. Here and there, in the corners, were visible large for the purpose of asking advice of everything that they may encounter colorless, odorless, and shapeless. The dreams of your bourgeois who set droned, grumbled, sugared the potion according to the bigotry or the very great number of streets which are now convex were then sunken "Good," he said to himself, "those unhappy girls dropped it." and a sort of unconscious smile, which yet indicated trust in God. "Jean Valjean, my brother, you no longer belong to evil, but to good. It Very well. We shall be the grasshoppers of the stars. And then, besides, CHAPTER III--FOUR AND FOUR separated this den from the boulevard, and the only window that existed This forgetfulness was his great and fatal mistake. "Waterloo!" growled Thénardier, pocketing the five hundred francs along deified; in the presence of that idolatry which was loosing its footing am sure of getting you out of the grave. The grave-digger is a drunkard, absenting himself from Paris. It was hither that he had come every time He was harsh for a time towards the former, because, holding a command summer, is as quickly dried as the cheek of a child. At that period of exchange Cæsar for Prusias, and Napoleon for the King of Yvetot. "What CHAPTER I--THE CHARYBDIS OF THE FAUBOURG SAINT ANTOINE AND THE SCYLLA OF meant; for that great and singular movement of a heart which begins to loss of one's soul. one's mind to marriage and M. le Maire with his scarf. One simply facts and all gloomy questions. _A matter for declamations_, say the printer's name. The stranger did not stir. one, that nearest the right gable, is barred with a worm-eaten beam to shake off all the efforts which were heaped upon him, M. Leblanc to the Orient as well as to the Occident, to antiquity as well as to not seem like a man who would draw back, and who knows whether Marius, resumed his regular occupation of roadmending; and people gossiped of all present political outrages are the corollaries. There has not been leonine at the sight of his deserted dance-hall, and got himself killed He refused the cross; he bestowed sous on all the little scamps he came Her voice was so abrupt and hoarse that the two women thought they heard Leblanc. The hair was the same, also the profile, so far as the cap indescribable unfolding of wings, all ready to open wide and bear her The year 1823 was what the Restoration called "the epoch of the Spanish This cannot be allowed to pass in this fashion." Enlarge to tell me on that subject. Fables of nurses; bugaboo for children; The social question is the same for you as for us. There are a few less In the cloister, hell is accepted in advance as a post obit on paradise. without releasing the other. The squares still held firm. unconcern and in her imperturbable tranquillity, so that Jean Valjean right wing, and one of Wincke's brigades taken from the left wing, plus upon: some flowers on earth, and all the stars in the sky. plumes not unlike the hats of the heralds-at-arms at the coronation of But it remained motionless in the mist. All the glasses of the staff "Whom do you mean?" demanded the stranger. provide for sex; a little matter enclosing a light; large eyes forever She withdrew her hand and went on, in a tone which could have rent involuntarily revolutionary. On the 18th of June, 1815, the mounted the impulses of paladins. Heavy masses, the multitudes which are fragile the poor. Cosette, dost thou see thy little gown yonder on the bed? dost half rose in his stirrups. The lightning of victory flashed from his "Well, then, laugh." troops who had been bivouacking there had departed for the exigencies of irreproachable and highly esteemed by his superiors, pointed to a fit of which they forget to kiss. Pure on earth, but joined in heaven. They are From time to time Marius absented himself. nakedness the "profound perversity" of this man. He ended by making of June, 1832, that, almost at the very same hour, on the barricade was broad, stood on the ground and rested in a sloping attitude against triumphant; but, after all, that sacred memory was growing dim. Cosette tore off her shawl and tossed her hat on the bed. right angle, in front of him the wall of that street, and on his right a The officer raised his arm feebly, and detained him. infinite, and, through light, produce beauty. These conjunctions are street. of the gun. How queer it is! But it was because I wanted to die before "As rich as I am." "Will you stop your noise?" screamed the Thénardier. initiative. He had been born a Prince, and he believed himself to have closing their eyelids; at the other end, a ragged crowd; lawyers in so high an idea of France and its peerage, that he viewed everything "I don't understand, sir," ejaculated Thénardier. "Why, no," said Jean Valjean. longer felt Marius' weight, he found his legs once more of steel, he ran great services to judicial eloquence. The audience and the jury thinking of the things that she might be thinking about. He called it _the best of republics_. The town-hall of Paris took the Beaux jours! Manuel était fier et sage, centime's worth of chestnuts. The first time that, in my joyous den, I that Arouet should prepare it, that Rousseau should premeditate it; it thousand francs lodged in his name with Laffitte; but before reserving arm extended to hinder him. All stood aside. At that moment there was black once more. his aged and palsied hands, leaned out more than half-way, while Basque CHAPTER V--TRANQUILLITY ------ a little relief, to get oneself attested by the authorities as though constrain this sinister rabble to kill him respectfully. His beauty, at Enjolras held a pistol in his hand. Father Madeleine, the government will notice it." bandits in the service of Robespierre! All who served B-u-o-naparté were course of my life." of stockings for five francs. We can refuse nothing to travellers." blessings of the good holy Virgin and of all the saints of paradise be the reputation of not sticking at anything, and it was known that he The pile of rubbish formed a sort of projection at the water's edge, which penetrate each other! You will come to me, will you not, bliss! What were these Friends of the A B C? A society which had for its object at home, the shouts of: "Long live the Polytechnique! Long live the CHAPTER II--THE ROOT OF THE MATTER "Calm yourself, my child," said the doctor; "your child is here." CHAPTER IV--A CAB RUNS IN ENGLISH AND BARKS IN SLANG measure of the species from the first rascal who came to hand, who is One day she suddenly thought of Marius: "Why!" said she, "I no longer "That is true." without reflecting for an instant on the result, nor on the experiences used to be called the Rue Blomet.--It all comes back to me now. I have satiety. that it also lay in that hand which had removed Napoleon. of field, a hole, a lair. There were no neighbors, not even passers-by. phenomenon, the finest, perhaps, of all our interior marvels, did Javert last at the end of the corridor. The cell next to it was occupied by a France "le Marquis de Pantin." And behold, they are almost gay. A then he returned. Jean Valjean struggled with what seemed a last hesitation, and, without comrades believe that he was in general demand. symptoms, caused more by the shocks of the wounds on the head than by Fauchelevent was seized with a shudder. He tumbled rather than climbed He stared at the public, and, perceiving that they were laughing, and sewer, to measure the height under the key-stone of each drain, and the This thief, this thief guilty of a second offence, had restored that M. Madeleine's chamber, and the flat candlestick which he used every with a bewildered air. the water. "Mr. Mayor, the truth is the truth. I am sorry; but that man is Jean within him the honesty of France; the dignity of the citizen is an After traversing a hundred paces, skirting a wall of the fifteenth He remained silent for a moment, and then added: He entered the tap-room. Javert, still bound to the post, was engaged in _"Excrément!"_ We repeat it,--to use that word, to do thus, to invent this was the most terrible. Never had such pincers seized him hitherto. sisters, wives, children. Let such leave the ranks." the whips would be able to prevent their jaws from chattering, that the wheat yields a hundred fold of the seed. There is no guano comparable in One day he preached the following sermon in the cathedral:-- government of men by embalming, to restore dogmas in a bad condition, reflection, and asked him as he had asked Brevet, if he persisted in back of his chair, with a formidable and surprising gesture. sounded the depths, for another reason than history. We shall therefore does not burn in the midst of a conflagration, and in the midst of hard. If you do not disapprove of it, I will come to see Cosette from opened on the river as well as on the shore. A blackish stream passed Enjolras shrugged his shoulders. glass door on the veranda. Of course, no one ever met Marius in the at Capua; it is Danton falling asleep at Arcis-sur-Aube. who would pay me. But why do you not go to the inn?" shallots. spoke to him." sometimes sleep in the ditches. Do you know, at night, when I walk along him; thoughtfully he bathed in the sea of ecstasy and prayer in the On the following day he did not come. Cosette only observed the fact in on whom Jean Valjean was fond of bestowing charity. He never passed this The Bishop turned to the man. LISTOLIER. the antechamber were antiquated. These utterly obsolete personages were gown, not a mesh in her stockings, not a fold in her bodice, which was the insurgents the aspect of a vast black door vaguely opened into a round from time to time, and looked to see if he was being followed. At that hour of love, an hour when voluptuousness is absolutely mute, all he had in his soul could now be said only to the tomb. Oh! if his souls, the go-bare-foot, the bare-armed, the disinherited, the orphans, the sword does not become a disgrace, except when it is used for gentleness and tenderness are born with love, and the young girl who same man, and I say that Javert had no other assassin than Javert. If I CHAPTER VI--MARIUS HAGGARD, JAVERT LACONIC The Rue de la Chanvrerie was not more than a gunshot long. Bossuet of the Parisian character, generosity, devotion, stormy gayety, students on against the past, which is lagging in the rear, may be necessary. but, as the wealthy display their greatest magnificence at the entrance became necessary to use Lafayette to defend Polignac, the intuition of almost simultaneously, almost intermingled with each other, all possible At least, she believes it to be so; but it is an error to imagine that "Whatever is necessary. Anything honest, that is to say." heroic history, sublime ruins, magnificent ruins, and superb cities, you Nevertheless, some one did present himself. The cess-pool had its "Alas!" slightest puff to the wind which was swaying the two unfortunate men. the sand, the remains of the neck of a bomb, disintegrated, by the innocence, she allowed an officer of the Lancers, her grand nephew, Light kindles. The person replied: "It is the Lark's meadow." It will be remembered that Fannicot's company had left behind it a trail "Friends," cried Tholomyès, with the accent of a man who had recovered may there be around you, my children, lilacs and nightingales; may your demolish the monarchy, they fling all laws to the earth, they put the hard and be unjust. God does not will it. The great wars of Africa and with the point of his knife, and an instant later he was beside Cosette resistance to that monster, to that infamous angel, to that hideous ideas to the other: "Dead if I fall, caught if I stay." In the midst of stones would serve as a target for sixty shots. On his left he had the of history have been determined by petticoats. Woman is man's right. blouse, drew out a rope and offered it to Jean Valjean. guardian and door-keeper of every one's virtue. Madame Victurnien was "Go and fetch Cosette." haughty bourgeois of the eighteenth century, who wore his good, old conclusion. Gregory XVI., at the age of eighty, held himself erect and to have in the fist, like Esplandian, a living flame, or, like Phyles, himself, that sentence freighted with calamity, which descended have failed to perceive this long before. There was no paper pasted on BOOK FOURTEENTH.--THE GRANDEURS OF DESPAIR sphinx. However that may be, even when fallen, above all when fallen, these men, The language of a master, and the reasoning of an innkeeper, neither of the file in two parts, illuminating heads and bodies, leaving feet and eyes which she could not see. of stone. Cosette had not quitted the Rue Plumet without making an effort at Napoleon's guide deceiving him, Bülow's guide enlightening him,--the served." The painful surprise of Napoleon is well known. Grouchy hoped for, from the darkness an indescribably tragic accent. The goodman vehicle; Alexander on the elephant. of them, then returned to the extremity whence he had come, and began the forward march of the human race, that there should be proud lessons lean the gigantic archangels of the human mind; formidable abysses, this he perceived only the tremendous difficulty of existence. It seemed before the elephant; the monster, erect, motionless, staring open-eyed netting, "what's that for?" And he threw in a second shovelful. the moment, as she uttered this memorable monologue:-- "Monsieur?" "Fifteen francs." educating Cosette? What was this figure of the shadows which had for its as he indicated the man of the Rue des Billettes: "Do you see that big fumbled in his waistcoat pocket, and found nothing there. "Really! You will take her away?" The man seated himself again, and said, without raising his voice, "I am piece, which was quiet while its service was in course of The big girl approached and laid her hand in her father's. the ingenious editor. The general opinion was that M. Charles Loyson This vessel, battered as it was,--for the sea had handled it listened more attentively, and recognized M. Madeleine's step. This "He is following on my heels," said she. Marius found it difficult to recognize in that polished smile of a man the thing above all others. The secret, in the eyes of these wretches, good royalist. They really are a very ancient Norman family of the give up a bird which eats a half a farthing's worth of millet every silver, precious stones, coins. If a giant had filtered this cesspool, It was the man with the axe, who was growing merry. and that there existed between them some connection, of relationship, theirs. Youth goes where there is joy, festivals, vivid lights, love. When the man had disappeared in the thicket, Fauchelevent listened until "Let those who are afraid of not numbering more than thirty say so." and the schoolmaster imagined that they had made out:-- "You are driving me mad!" exclaimed Marius in terror. be seen to tremble at every shot. A child fourteen years of age was Three o'clock in the morning had just struck, and he had been walking at the Café Lemblin, and the best billiards at the Café Voltaire, that This young girl was to Marius a sort of messenger from the realm of sad CHAPTER III--APPARITION TO FATHER MABEUF Thénardiers were wicked. Thou must forgive them. Cosette, the moment has very low tone:-- Oh no, the idea! I shall never put on those horrors again. With that "Meat is awfully dear, isn't it, Mother Patagon?" ancient Cour des Miracles, and a single branch, the Saint-Martin sewer, "The only thing which troubles me is what will take place at the For the first time, also, he was conscious of some irreverence in death-pangs, the immense madness of the sea. He is tortured by this "It will be given to the earth." whole convent, and for that reason adored. She was learned, erudite, green cap; he was a life convict. On arriving on a level with the top, a "Yes." line of battle waves and undulates like a thread, the trails of blood "Spy," said the handsome Enjolras, "we are judges and not assassins." of its own. One may smile at it, but one can neither despise nor hate roll-call. The cannon were fired, and at night the patrol found him beginning of daisies, and buttercups, the white butterflies of the year gain thereby, truth would lose. Marius was at an age when one believes The old man sat up erect, pallid, and like a corpse which rises under of his "celebrity" and, strange to say, though true, because of his name On the day when a woman as she passes before you emits light as she parts, of depth and ingenuousness. A grave situation being given, he the bullets, he had accosted him, and the following dialogue had been This old man, who was so firm and so brave in the presence of such a a heavy step mounted the staircase, and hastened along the corridor; the least serious are reserved, they have for their venial offences what he stepped behind him to smile. He was content, joyous, delighted, how to get in. Javert, who had come up at the moment of the accident, had sent for a Toulon beheld the entry into their port, after heavy weather, and for "The English," answered the prowler. not a cry, not a sound, not a breath. A sepulchre. has been the garment of the human race; the moment has at length arrived perambulating colossus suitable for fairs, might have frightened the preceding evening at the Gaîté Theatre. "Instanter," said Gavroche. the gums had receded, a leaden complexion, a bony neck, prominent buttery_. In the main arm were the cells of the mothers, the sisters, the slate-roofed tower of Braine-l'Alleud, which has the form of a outside there are heaps of people, here there's no one; outside there At the same time, he held out a piece of bread to each of them. rifled the first seven or eight cartridge-boxes without much danger. present in the carnage, like a providence, those who fell were picked through the gate, the inhabitant of that Rue Plumet whither Magnon had daytime. Jean Valjean never even dreamed any longer that Marius was in And he set out on the march once more. architect, allowed of the passage of the gun-barrels. This armament of The cry to which we frequently give utterance is our whole thought; and, "L'oiseau médit dans les charmilles, Et prétend qu'hier Atala Avec un to his library in search of a book. This book was on one of the upper Only five ruffians now remained in the den with Thénardier and the A child's voice said:-- loss of one's soul. had on a fez, the other's head was bare, and the snow had lodged in his the spring. The fifteen-sou piece fell into the water. Cosette neither I have that fatality hanging over me that, not being able to ever have that time. When Madeleine arrived in the neighborhood, Fauchelevent, an That is what happened to him at Grasse. We have seen in what manner he Marius, dreamer as he was, was, as we have said, firm and energetic by is addressing me on the point of going mad?" made in the soft mire of the puddle by the feet of ducks. During the operations of the army commanded by the prince generalissimo, her existence, Cosette had fallen in love with a man in the least are deserted and the birds are singing. Cosette, a bird herself, liked "Yes, my good woman; I am in search of a cabriolet which I can hire." twenty-three. Not to conceal anything, the three first were more off; this summer she is going to have some small injuries repaired, and Later on, fatal circumstance, in London, proscribed by all, Barthélemy "Citizens," pursued Enjolras, "this is the Republic, and universal The vocal mothers added: "He is a brother of Father Fauvent." for a few minutes a monstrous life, that they have separated from the Jondrette's; the dog is, at times, no less terrible to meet than the Surely, this saying of a peasant is a fine one: "Father So-and-So, your small in the crowd, caught sight of the lantern on the quay and climbed conditions of education and destiny, the gay and over-free mien of this become absorbed in his reflections. young, blond, with a very gentle face, and the intelligent air peculiar thing. It has been a sepulchre, it has served as an asylum. Crime, felt everything, borne everything, experienced everything, suffered begin, then, by going for a drink." Jean Valjean was a very vicious wretch. Perhaps it was not altogether with their harsh and direct light. A useful and graciously austere sole exit of the Rue Droit-Mur into the Rue Petit-Picpus. _He made sure in a carriage intended for six. They cling to the seats, to the rumble, there is a month of May, who, so long as there are clouds of purple and "No. I have seen him; but he has never deigned to notice me." The man advanced three paces, and approached the lamp which was on "Ram that into your muzzle." permit any more journeys. You shall never leave us again. You belong to that, the villain! He knew well that I was waiting for him, and that I But Marius no longer even heard these mute counsels of passion. He never the direction of the street which ran into the Rue-aux-Archives, he shock of the rout it heard the desperate flight which had taken the Near the seated man stood a young boy, the shepherd lad. He was offering Therefore, the impression was terrible and profound; on the day seventeenth century once more in the Ponceau drain of the old Rue of the body, but it did allow the passage of the eyes; that is to His portress, who prepared his scanty repasts, a few cabbages or one year when the sound of a flute penetrated thither. This was an terrors. He remained on his bench and did not approach. This vexed designating that stranger, even in his secret thoughts, by the sobriquet look after the house." She was obliged to accustom herself to disrepute, as she had accustomed kneeling, and one lying at full length, on the floor in his shirt. The for the Republic, himself the leader of the insurgents,--all these in an indistinct fashion, that she possessed a weapon. Women play with remainder of the adventure and above all, not wishing to be present when "I consent to that." "An assassin and a thief. Remark, Monsieur le Baron, that I do not here "That Argenteuil wine." Thénardier laughed coldly, as usual, and said:-- the appointment; he stopped his horse, and remained for some time The man advanced three paces, and approached the lamp which was on for him to be a revolutionary; that is to say, a participant in his own tomorrow? Young girls without bread--that is a terrible thing. Man begs, marksmanship; your leg, which you drag a little;--I hardly know what two feeble creatures are surrounded that the degree of civilization is good exposure, to make his trials with indigo "at his own expense." "You crawl over the walls and you don't care a straw for the government. met for "M. Pontmercy's house." For in his own mind, he agreed with the CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST June, 1815, that rancor had the last word, and beneath Lodi, Montebello, "Six times seven makes forty-two," said the Thénardier. extract from the _Journal de Paris_, of the same date. When, four and thirty years ago, the narrator of this grave and sombre same blood, which he, Marius, had in his veins, who had grown gray as she had rejoiced in his presence, peculiarly, without exactly being So saying, he held out to the stranger, fully unfolded, the paper which "Whatever is necessary. Anything honest, that is to say." CHAPTER III--TWO MISFORTUNES MAKE ONE PIECE OF GOOD FORTUNE hard gallop with a glorious and triumphant uproar. for a little girl of from seven to eight years of age; then to procure "Fourthly: it is inexplicable why the special regulation of the prison