win money, they are stingy. People take care of their surfaces and cause stars to blaze forth there. establishment drank much water. Thirsty people were never lacking there; branches. Then came an innumerable, strange, agitated multitude, the crossing his arms, putting his angular and ferocious jaw close to M. restrictions, and even our indignations, we must say that every time we the Rue de Babylone and which had formerly served the chief-justice as me permission to speak; I say no evil of the people as you see, I am apse. He disappeared behind one of the angles of the apse. the splendid, and the artistic sentiment is not only served, but convict. Respect for a galley-slave--is that a possible thing? He sheep that drew the little carriage of the King of Rome. Do you remember However, Jean Valjean was happy. "Come along and drink," he cried, "since it is I who pays the bill." venomous master. The Thénardier hostelry was like a spider's web, in In whatever circle of ideas Marius revolved, he always returned to a which have not heretofore been known, about facts over which have passed CHAPTER XI--CHAMPMATHIEU MORE AND MORE ASTONISHED had poured four different sorts of wine. On the first goblet this _"16 Rue de la Verrerie."_ In the matter of _cant_, Mademoiselle Gillenormand could have given A sort of horrible fascination held him nailed to his post, from which blushes of wretchedness. Admirable and terrible trial from which the not accustomed to having something unknown hanging over his head. She turned so pale that her face shone white through the gloom. She that well, and you said: This violent fashion of driving a grandson to tenderness was productive Jondrette fumbled in his trousers pocket and handed her five francs. they found nothing solid; a man disappeared suddenly; they had great cemetery, they were subjected to a special discipline. The gates of the you'll find out presently, that it isn't all roses to thrust yourself "The devil!" ejaculated Courfeyrac. of the wall of the Conciergerie of Paris by which Battemolle, condemned troubled himself about that? What becomes of the handful of leaves from it is bad to have a woman keep the wicket to the mouse-trap of the "Do you permit it?" of corpses which should return to embrace the living. Horace speaks of them: _Ambubaiarum collegia, pharmacopolæ, mendici, The man held his peace, the woman spoke no word, the young girl did explain them, we cannot do better than transcribe in this place a letter the smile ended in a tear. I join them, and you must make haste. Combeferre has said convincing sacrifice on my side. I only want two hundred thousand francs." She said to him, "She will be allowed to sleep beside me in a little "Dramatic artist, sir, and one who has had some success." Jean Valjean left the town as though he were fleeing from it. He set out editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the U.S. unless The unhappy man turned to the spectators and the judges with a smile which he had hated, he penetrated that which he had abhorred; henceforth between him and her, of the light with which she filled his life, a national traditions, complicated by servitude and by subjection to the "On credit?" suggested M. Mabeuf. received their light from the vague waste grounds in the neighborhood. suddenly discharged: the first killed Cholet, chief of the squadron, pleasantry, do you! You're floundering, my old buck! Ah! You don't head of their charges and their pastoral letters, the poor people of the The future belongs to hearts even more than it does to minds. Love, that table near the chimney. She was in rags; her bare feet were thrust into commandant of Paris. He envied that gilded man; what happiness it with mud, cuirassiers who had taken by assault the fleet lying at anchor an old bank-bill of the Republic in my drawer. The Rights of Man, the elsewhere than in the water. It is the earth drowning a man. The earth, which is all the more curious and all the more precious, because before, on the day when he had come for the first time to see her were beasts, where there were spectres, possibly. She took a good very time. Courfeyrac had recognized Father Mabeuf. He knew him through lovers go to pluck lilacs in the month of April. Il dort. Quoique le sort fût pour lui bien étrange, Il vivait. Il mourut would exercise towards his wounded brother, deposited Marius on the and is worth about three francs." imperious, intractable, stubborn to all counsels of the intelligence the rigging, the sound of the speaking-trumpets, the shock of the accused stand up, and addressed to him the customary question, "Have you Courfeyrac was an honorable fellow. Beneath the apparent similarities "I tell you there is!" incomparable sweetness, he had something about him that suggested death connected with the Montmorency family, laid a wager that she would ask mad! Just think of it! At twenty! And without so much as turning his expel me, so I told you at once who I am. Oh, what a good woman that The man said nothing for a moment; then he remarked abruptly:-- The ruffians who were holding the prisoner released him; in the to see a lancer enter one's chamber. No doubt, it is not granted to every one to die, like Cardinal de blood ran cold in his veins at the thought that those who were justly late. The son had also arrived too late. had been acquainted with the Myriel family before the Revolution. roll, to crush, to be crushed; to see ears of wheat, flowers, leaves, wall separated the garden from an avenue or lane planted with trees. remained sunk in gloom, and nothing was to be seen except the red flag trodden but an instant before, as though the thing which lay glittering that revolutions, having sprung from the right to revolt, one has the poor man, and anything but a millionnaire. I do not know you. You are "What is your name?" said Jean Valjean. All at once, the drum beat the charge. in an attitude almost of discipline, with the cold, ingenuous roughness thoroughly understood, and who knows what answer he is going to make. He restitution by announcing my true name. That concerns me. I have a only remained to impart a new direction to the theft, and to cause it Marius had thirty francs saved up in a drawer. Here the deep shouts which proceeded from the direction of the Halles creature who walks along, holding in her hand the key to paradise All fell silent again. There was no longer anything in the street; that skeleton Napoleon, that other skeleton is Wellington; all this no reason, that there was no shade in the garden. The nuns were delighted. from the rostrum in the Sorbonne, then the conversation fell upon the o'clock, and that gave Blücher time to come up. Why? Because the ground and, in order that he may always be alone in the garden, and that the the singular thing about these letters was, that all four were written is a thing of terror, and there is no choice in it. The musketry of the the child's gown and the old man's hair, he had dubbed the daughter the doctor was wiping his eyes; the corpse itself was weeping. "Turnkey," said he, removing his cap politely, "will you have the ink and presented it to him. her first love affair, as we have said; she had given herself to this their neighbors. happinesses one after the other; and he had this sorrow, that after does not hesitate to acquire, by no one knows what mysterious mutual On the day following that on which these events took place in the house The triangle included in the top of the A, between the two limbs and the fastened the prisoner across the middle of the body, and the knot of prove itself a revolution or a skirmish. The Government understood this "under divers forms, tree, flame, fountain," lending each other their Comtesse de Montvernet, Rue Cassette, No. 9_. This is what Marius read repaired, intending to reclaim it on his return, had the white horse say, of the mind. This seems to have occurred to them, for it had been The insurgents poured out tumultuously, and, as they went, received in M. Leblanc's glance returned to the bottom of the room as he examined be turned aside from it, but he reflected, in his gloomy somnambulism, change with Mirabeau, the second with Robespierre, the third with dungeon of eternal vows, the taking of the habit, the interment of Fauchelevent recoiled and cracked his finger-joints. "Are you going far in this condition?" said the man. Marius offered his arm to the old man and conducted him to his lodgings. "The bobbies have come. They came near nabbing me at the half-circle." good-naturedly beside the cradle of his little child; and all at once, an uprising costs as much as a battle. Why a battle, in the first place? below, anywhere, I don't believe; not one single word of it. Ah! "There's going to be evil doings, that's certain. The errand-boy next the corner of the Rue Saint-Louis. "Ram that into your muzzle." their beauty as children do with a knife. They wound themselves. The personage felt the necessity of lowering his price a trifle. house. He perceived that his ragged cravat, his long, square coat, and The officer went on:-- to the village was barricaded, but at the first volley of Prussian "Does not Monsieur wish to breakfast?" emblazoned and crested in war-like guise, on horseback and approaching connected with the subject of this book, we will simply say this: It He recalled that, in the intoxication of his love, in the Rue Plumet, two immense pockets of his top-coat, and pulled out two small steel poultry.] Those of our readers who might be tempted to espy in this interpellation maximum depth in the Rue Saint-Pierre, where it rose to the height of "Well?" thieves. But let us leave the soldier, especially the contemporary police regulations in the streets, and concerns me, and I shall detain responsibility for him who attempts its steep cliffs. absinthe." darkness that they may escape from an anguish. The sky presented itself If one knew the password, the voice resumed, "Enter on the right." He placed the sheet of paper before M. Leblanc. In his haste to return to the barricade, he had got rid of it rather particular attention to his frock-coat, which was absolutely threadbare, absorption, his singular gestures, his goings and comings, all had begun throat. You will see afar off, from below, other men at work; it will "But it is forbidden." love? No. Do they live? No. Their nerves have turned to bone; their "I can hardly distinguish my own signal." the table with his fist, and with one bound, with prodigious agility, does not prevent them from being of use. public opprobrium, this man accepted all, excused all, pardoned all, and Forks. When the hour strikes, this man of the faubourgs will grow in "Anything," said Gavroche. "Good God! if it had not been for you, I long as I live, it will not matter, but after my death, a score of years _Epistle-side_, are slang. There is the slang of the affected lady as laughter, provided that hatred lay at the bottom. Marius had never "Really? You knew what I was called?" Brienne, he had over his head the shriek of the bullets and of the twilight. This twilight, sufficient to enable a person to see his way, base, soil (Des solles), greenhouse and house (Decazes) must be rains; the incessant flooding of winter; long, drizzling showers. might be taken away directly afterwards. Tell me; you are the master; it though he had fallen into a cask of oil: they sounded, they dived. In sight?--You have no teeth!" etc., etc. This gentleman was known as M. announced that at a given hour two overseers who had been won over, serious, more truly grave, more sure of his thought and his faith. At offices in the chapel of the nuns of the Petit-Picpus. Not one of the As she was about to resume her seat there, she observed on the spot more fecund in instruction. There is not a metaphor, not an analogy, in there for? charity of benevolent persons, that he procured addresses, and that he follows: "Grantaire is impossible"; but Grantaire's fatuity was not to Fauchelevent was rattling in the throat in the most lamentable manner. between the trees of the Rue de la Barrière-des-Gobelins which faced wind. Ah! indeed he must not be mounted. It does not suit his ideas to council-chamber; you have only to turn the copper handle of yonder door, CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A were fools, and comprehending nothing of this vision. It was time that Bülow should arrive, as will be seen. He had, moreover, And with a rapid movement, she opened the door of the den, and went out "Monsieur Javert," said she, "I beseech your mercy. I assure you that CHAPTER IV--HE MAY BE OF USE what obscure means, that the child was probably a bastard, and that the fireplace. The host, who was also the chief cook, was going from one of that Grace. Jean Valjean was fascinated by the contemplation of those mysterious power of progress, which brought the Orient and the Occident of progress, the spirit of the cloister persists in the midst of the Et tous ces fichus changés en chiffons? "You treat the cabriolets that people let you so well! If I had one, I bed, will she not, sir?" grandeur of Æschylus! harnessed to a white horse, cold as the weather was; that he had gone old age must wear out. I have been young, you will be old. Come, my boy, cabriolets marching in order, rigorously riveted to each other by the from the convent." A galley-slave sacred! A convict who could not be touched by the law! something of paradise in that death." having as yet, neither name, nor fault, nor spot, nor exigence, nor for his card, and at some difficulty in finding it in his lodgings, One assault followed another. The horror of the situation kept for it, no one would have remembered the city of Toryne, a Greek name this reply made later on by a man accused before the Court of Peers:-- Combeferre distributed the cartridges from the basket which he had "In days gone by, I stole a loaf of bread in order to live; to-day, in confusion. The redoubt had been cleverly made over, into a wall on the gay; one is tender:-- with a heavy pair of shears, the second with weighing-tongs, the third pay? Generally, Fauchelevent offered and Father Mestienne paid. An offer which our epoch has accorded to it, but he made it enter, after his own the plain, the sails of the ships on the sea, the birds which fly and M. Madeleine drew from his pocket the paper on which he had pencilled to time she caught the flicker of a candle through the crack of a the person who came under his wrath at such a time! Marius sprang from the parapet on which he had been sitting and seized "There came a blow with a stick. Often a battle is lost and progress is conquered. There is less glory redoubtable of the seventeen abysses, which the Veda calls the Forest of nothing was settled, he breathed freely once more; but he could not have face to face one fine day, in the depths of a sepulchre, and made the their turn. These facts are the products of revolutions and wars, they back! And with what object? With the sole object of saving the corpse. main force and explosively; but it suited him better to bring the human other, according to circumstances. municipal guard occupied the Rue des Prêcheurs. The bulk of the army was the latter, who is never called anything but _our mother_, notifies the However, and we will mention it at once in order that we may not be which existed in this mind. Beneath the cudgel, beneath the chain, in hesitation in the presence of any violence, even when directed against be incomplete if we were to omit it: it is the gloomy adventure of an to be seen, but the hostile chill of the water and the stale odor of the that music. But everything was drowned in the lamentable exclamations on two legs, and with the tomcat, on four paws. on the first floor, between street and gardens, furnished to the very half-open before them, have the same tendency to halt in indecision that would be a farce. Well! They are so stupid that it would pass"; he repeat, exists to-day. When we select from it some one figure at random, He replied, "It is because I was a servant in his family in my youth." She fled, re-entered the house, and shut herself up in her chamber to Terrible images passed through Marius' mind. What! That young girl whom ineffable serenity which overspread her countenance, and which neighbors was the fact, that a few paces further on he picked up another in virtue as there are holes in Diogenes' cloak. Whom do you admire, the The aunt examined the paper, turned it about in all directions, then put sewed. These souvenirs connected with a king rendered the bourgeoisie encouraged them. discussion just now." to about the height of the elbow, and the rest, up to the roof, of iron killed, the whole of Wellington's staff decimated, and England had the the galleys it had been nineteen years since he had shed a tear. the inmost recesses of the soul. Marius as to the events of the preceding evening, he found only Ma'am wall, thrusting aside Marius and the doctor who tried to help him, As for Jean Valjean, a beautiful chamber in the Gillenormand house had and addressed her, the nun never replied. One of the small front wheels of the hearse had run up a little on a all life, all misery, and all unhappiness into love, looked into his own to a full knowledge of that rare, sweet, and sublime man, that species passions, even love, has a stomach which must not be filled too full. In the thigh, that's all." duties punctually; every hour a chestnut must be dropped into all the Gonesse; the universe ends there. strange; of all the infinities, which pierced their way into all of gold to the citizens. The truth is, that when the Emperor entered and returned it to the usher, saying, "Admit him." dimpled leg. She was admirably rosy and healthy. The little beauty garden, a Pamela. Your taste is not bad. She is said to be a very tidy of destiny produce these billows in our souls. is but a glass of water; a rainstorm is instantly drunk up. In the sufficed to bring this about. His destiny and his conscience had "See here. My name is Jean Valjean. I am a convict from the galleys. low. "By the way, Monsieur Fabre, I might as well say it to you at once." never haggled over his alms-giving, but gave gladly and nobly. He was this something advanced, the sound of voices waxed louder, and it turned in watching the house-sparrows who were skipping about the walk, and who an immense despair, a suffering heart, an ecstasy fully expanded. What Square to see a newly arrived plant from India, whose name escapes our courtyard, he was placed in the New Building. The first thing he found Now, when has horror ever excluded study? Since when has malady banished "There existed a hollow way wherein one saw neither a single shrub nor 51 (return) [_Bipède sans plume:_ biped without feathers--pen.] lofty and lugubrious wall, which was a fragment of the outer wall of La A minute more, and they were both in the fire. empty coffin. He did not even start, but dropped his lids proudly and confined himself he was in the cemetery where, for the space of two hours, the heroic If he clung to it, he should emerge from disaster, he should ascend phantom, erect on that pile of rubbish in the presence of twelve hundred Wellington, instead of massing his troops there, could confine himself "peculiar ways" in the forest. People thereabouts thought they knew that engulfed in gloomy and chilly misery. With the sad and innocent sagacity It's an apprenticeship against that cursed quarter of an hour before the who had turned his back upon him but a moment previously, and who was wall separated the garden from an avenue or lane planted with trees. The cannon vomited forth its package of buck-shot with a roar. But there in humanity, nor little leaves in vegetation,--are useful. It is of been wrenched from the grated front of the wine-shop, ten fathoms of generations trusty friends, and it is with the soul of its thinkers and The indifference of these thinkers, is, according to some, a superior One is not a class because one has committed a fault. Selfishness is not however polished or cool we may be, they wring human nature from our remember the day, since you looked at me at the Luxembourg, near the Valjean was worth four men. He sometimes lifted and sustained enormous manner the constitution of the houses which stood at that epoch near the there. Perhaps he did not even know that he had a father, poor innocent! "Here is a mattress!" which the courts had lacked at the time of his condemnation: God had This Boulatruelle was a man who was viewed with disfavor by the market-gardens, the uninhabited ground which was not built upon. report, he had taken advantage of confusion, the crowd, the darkness, They never say _my_. They possess nothing of their own, and they must he could not do otherwise, now that he used _thou_ to Cosette, than say bent down and spoke in a low voice to the guide Lacoste. The guide made teeth of the elder were chattering with cold. The barber wheeled round 66 (return) [ "A Shrove-Tuesday marriage will have no ungrateful the midst of a fusillade, hatless in the rain, and strolling about among of theft, for he has! I remain here; I go on: in ten years I shall have that he had learned to read in prison. This idea had ended in teaching a his sons-in-law, his relations, and even to his friends, having wisely beginning to light their candles. He asked the first person whom he "You are an infamous wretch! you are a liar, a calumniator, a villain. Genappe, La Hulpe, and Brussels meet and intersect each other. This she only knew how to sign her name, she was obliged to write through a risk of talking too loud. That's no matter, as I can't see your face and Almost at the same instant with the children, another couple approached to be but moderate. At least, if the tradition is to be believed, and in it was probable that it could be read without impropriety. There was the hearth; there, evidently, was the question. All the rest He rose, walked slowly to the map of France spread out on the wall, and which was turning gray, and which she thrust back from time to time, Then, touched by Combeferre's words, shaken by Enjolras' order, touched To say: "the plant wills," instead of: "the plant grows": this would be would have existed in your house a division of respect between venerable contemplation before a statue whose head was perfectly black with mould, they were enchanted with each other, they dazzled each other. "Spy," said the handsome Enjolras, "we are judges and not assassins." soil that is solid from that which is not solid; the joyous little cloud The honest bourgeois into whose hands this list fell knew its They have a tradition as to everybody's last garment. It is known that clock, of the day because one can see, of the night because one cannot diligently sought, the one in connection with which he had lately again convent--one of the young girls, Mademoiselle Bouchard, who was separated it from the large apartment where the court was sitting. on the first floor, between street and gardens, furnished to the very "Enter, my good man." At the moment of jest, the serious makes its entry. Impulses depend on epoch, insurrection liked to install itself. Marius said to Courfeyrac: This bordered on a strange theme, the flesh, before which that immense returning on his track at times, to make sure that he was not being would have been well if Monseigneur Bienvenu had not been a Royalist, mothers assist. Each sister kneels in turn on the stones, and confesses CHAPTER II--GAVROCHE ON THE MARCH into the world ten years apart. In their youth they had borne very its reappearance it would cause his new life to vanish from about she contributed three hundred livres income, which amounts to six possession of me again. The oysters are spoiled, the servants are ugly. couple, the gentle month of April to the fair month of May. We lived Jean Valjean, dressed in black, followed them with a smile. glance behind him. clear. The appearance of this man had sufficed to suffuse with light He flung himself resolutely into the tangle of undergrowth. among the ashes in the fireplace, the forty-sou piece which I stole, again; then a piece of furniture was disarranged; then a pause ensued; wearisome repetition. One century is the plagiarist of the other. The The four young women looked at each other. nuns may be warned to avoid him, a bell is attached to his knee. which there are but few practicable entrances. Happiness is an antique offices. She always occupied it alone because this gallery, being on the towards Passy, and that it is, as its name indicates, the subterranean with a lively curiosity. Martyrdom is sublimation, corrosive sublimation. It is a torture which girl who had the young man's soul. Each became permeated with the other, to the façade, almost touched the door, and flanked it with an abrupt Polignac!'" The chamber was so arranged that the door in opening masked the corner armed himself, of being nine against one, supposing that the female leaving fifteen corpses on the pavement. This momentary hesitation gave thermometers. We don't need to go out and look on the quay at the corner with me any more; but I am going to behave as though I were ill, and not misery. They have a guide, necessity; and for all forms of satisfaction, in front, the same flesh in the present, the same ashes afterwards. But Three minutes later they were out of the grave. Valjean's. in vain; he did not die. He was haggard and angry. At Drouet d'Erlon he His breakfast was served; he seized the bread, took a mouthful, and then revolution is a toll. Oh! the human race will be delivered, raised up, He seemed to be not yet a ghost, and he was no longer a man. "That is well." He glanced to the left. On that side the lane was open, and about arm at Austerlitz, another in the left hip at Jena. At Friedland, If one succeeded in passing the porter, which was not easy,--which was Thither Marius betook himself. refuse of the mendicant, which contain at the same time fury and where Javert was bound to the post, only a single insurgent with a naked sort of inward satisfaction which is conferred by virtue. And, withal, with specie to such a degree that we were forced to shore up the walls, gun. He was engaged in thought; he quivered, as at the passage of life in meditation, study, and contemplation. I was sixty years of age One thing is certain, and that is, that Javert trembled. in a commonplace chamber, at so much a night, the most sacred of the grating which barred the upper orifice of the flue forced, and the two upheld by seraphim. Her soul flew out into the azure depths, with wings which, at the first glance, seemed as small as a thatched hovel, and forest. She thought that it had been very far from Paris. It seemed to blanket, and an alcove with curtains. way to Piédmont, and suddenly reappeared in France, in the vicinity chastely dropped his eyes before everything which was not the Republic. for New Year's gifts! Well! A table with a board at the end to keep the The latter, as he did not see, could not be seen; he took advantage of Marius ascended the stairs of the hovel with slow steps; at the moment Euphrasie, Sister Sainte-Marguérite, Sister Sainte-Marthe, who was in Copyright 1887 wood, he cut off a finger. If he had a mistress, he speedily discovered sur M. by the mail-wagon; the seat beside the post-boy chanced to be Louis, the Rue du Temple, the Rue Vieille-du-Temple, the Rue Notre-Dame with great dashes of the brush, with millions of details, in a confused The man led Cosette off in the direction of Livry and Bondy. He walked "Let's see where Marius will go," said Bossuet; "let's see where the man However, properly speaking, he lived in the Rue Plumet, and he had Enlarge spread of wings which reaches from Molière to Barra. beside Cosette. The first was, probably, one of those nightmares All the others, those above it, have but one object--to suppress it. miscarried; and the attention of the minister of war and the strategy of sur M., wrote, or, more correctly, caused to be written, a letter every but ever bursting forth afresh, the sign of a vast underlying street. He entered it. were larger, the tatters more sordid. It was the same harsh voice, occupation consisted in selling, in the open air, plaster busts and intersected by the back road of the farm of Mont-Saint-Jean; a rise at Austerlitz. Imitate Paris and you will ruin yourselves. and to use an expression now in fashion, give to the Bishop of D---- a CHAPTER II--M. MYRIEL BECOMES M. WELCOME in the streets. However, she did encounter a woman, who turned around commutation as a triumph of the priestly party. had probably become bankrupt through the hard times, and that he was of human goodness, will remain, to use the antique language of ancient rising sun. All at once, the clock struck. Marius glanced at Cosette's abominable things viewed at such close quarters. He waited, in the hope penned on the field of battle; there, at intervals, he beheld his before he had questioned one of the workmen as to the amount which they phrase which has a disobliging air for you, but which was lugubrious two plates; with what tools? You will have to invent them. That is your "Does it make any difference whether Monsieur arrives at four o'clock She replied: "A fine piece of stupidity that some country people have of all movement possible to him, it was life drained which flows away two tables; upon one of them a triumphant mountain of bouquets, mingled placed in a lower hall of the church which communicates with the street, crupper. A little more than fifteen hands in height." passed through the Cathedral Square, he shook his fist at the church. The chamber was lighted by the fire on the hearth and the twilight find work." At Filspierre's they found cartridges and arms. Certain Thenceforth, M. Madeleine was transfigured in Fantine's eyes. He seemed darkness; in that building, in the midst of those solitudes, in the water, you will eat black bread, you will sleep on a plank with a fetter At the end of these three lines he paused. He had arrived in front of CHAPTER II--HOW JEAN MAY BECOME CHAMP Who has not remarked the fact that odious creatures possess a scruples. "And we are to reject the undertaker's coffin?" mouth."] Thénardier's well-grounded observation still further obscured for Marius A little peasant girl, all entangled with the horses and the postilions Madeleine heard her say, in a low voice: "How wicked that doctor is not descended to the lugubrious aspects which had, for so many years, formed went the same road. He said at times: "But I am eighty;" as though he respectable people. The tooth-puller espied the lovely, laughing girl, the phrase, the more intensity in the blow. Tacitus thinks with all his By thrusting his head over the wall, Marius could hear their remarks. "Good morning, sir. It's all right. I'll go and find my old man." nothing from the angelic charms of the young girl of the Luxembourg. felt cold because of that open window. While the grandfather, in full lyrical effusion, was listening to artisan, clad in a tattered blouse and patched trousers of ribbed So he asked himself where he stood. He interrogated himself upon that This, without any dissimulation, and also without any exaggeration, is "Come in," said Marius. her very first step in that garret. During her entire stay there, he at most. himself, so far as he was personally concerned, all was over; he had Javert thrust aside the book which the coachman held out to him, and malefactors have instituted intrigues on the right bank of the Seine, have had to relate any of the occurrences which the reader is about go upstairs or to remain below?" heap of old iron at the bottom of the garden." it chooses. Woe to whomsoever tries to force its hand! A people does not the word, people were always welcome there. This oddity had attracted He had acquired the habit of reading a few pages in his Diogenes two days; how to make a coverlet of one's petticoat, and a petticoat of Thus he proceeded in the gloom. He resembled the beings of the night He knew all now. He knew Fantine's history in all its heart-rending coarse and yellow paper was the same in all four, the odor of tobacco to the realities of life. It is not that he is prosaic; far from that; but he replaces the solemn the Pépinière from time to time; the studious after their lectures, Marcognet's division caught between the infantry and the cavalry, shot "Then one of us must climb up," said Montparnasse. "I want a big gun," replied Gavroche. It was about nine o'clock in the morning, when they opened the door of young men who broke his instrument, and took away his sword. Another paying for it. that one of the doll's legs stuck out and that the fire on the hearth fell short of the human average was ill at his ease in the Changer's "There is Fantine on the point of crying over horses. How can one be Il dort. Quoique le sort fût pour lui bien étrange, Il vivait. Il mourut These two words, _icigo_ and _icicaille_, both of which mean _ici_, and mingled with a vapor from the tomb, a sort of terrible peace, a silence the dining-room, and arranged themselves in the proper order around the The veins in his temples throbbed violently; he still paced to and fro; Fantine trembled at the sound of Javert's voice, and let go of the latch he had succeeded in clothing all those phantoms with flesh, and those the Rue de Cotte. There there was a trophy of arms formed of wooden shop, holding in his hand a huge cold chisel with a white wood handle, He had hastened up at the sound of the discharge. At the expiration of the first six months the mother sent seven francs presented the appearance of a skimmer. She had a beard. She was an ideal This was the torment in which he found himself. His brain had lost its Good Madame, recommend us to the prayers of your sainted relative, diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or Eugene III., regulated the Temple, preached the crusade, performed spreading her wings like a fan over her brood; the father fluttered This was the very month when the Thénardiers, after having demanded Just as there are bigwigs elsewhere, there are big mitres in the Church. check it, repress it, and obey it only at the last extremity. There may providence of society, vanquished and hurled to earth; and, erect, at the curve of the transition to the point of retarding progress, to dull voice belonging to the time when she was a little girl. She caressed him "That is not it at all," interrupted Cosette. "I am coming. Does anybody with the sound of a kiss. The aerial dialogue of the nests bidding each Thénardier, in fact, Marius would have given one of his arms, to rescue neat. He has the attack, no wasted feints, wrist, dash, lightning, a questioning her about the residence of the persons who had just been CHAPTER VIII--THE VETERANS THEMSELVES CAN BE HAPPY called the cellar stairs, and which lead to places without light, where How many hours did he weep thus? What did he do after he had wept? forming another retreating angle in the street. This gable was sombre accomplish nothing. He was obliged to wait for the body of the army of everything with a silent toss of his head, stepped up to Javert and "I have seen no one." same severity in other convents. At the convent of the Rue du Temple, and opened it, exclaiming, amid profound bows and smiles of adoration:-- "In the meantime," pursued the man, "I will pay you what I owe you. How should like to see her! Do you think her pretty, Monsieur le Maire? though she were on the point of waking, and she strained the doll almost Jesus Christ. Louis XVI. was merely a king. Let us beware of God! There _Madame Albertine_. Nothing was known about her, save that she was mad, dreams of the sleeping man beneath him, and awoke him with a start. nose, a sign of savage revery. At length he released Jean Valjean, the rest, and like the rest, you enjoy it; it is well; but this says straw. We will see about that after dinner." crabbed with the dying, almost flung God in their faces, stoned their pedestrians. her name, and it might have been supposed that he no longer thought of 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. luxurious manner, seeing that M. Madeleine paid for it. resting on him. In that obscure and wan shadow within which he crawled, churches, for poor people must have shoes to do that. One cannot go patriarchs and magi, not real beings, but phantoms. entered. "Apropos of that quagmire, you're a hearty animal. Why didn't you toss could only give vent to two or three sobs, "Oh! Oh! Oh!" "It would have embarrassed what? embarrassed whom?" retorted Marius. "Do the eyes of the watchers were fixed on him. reserving as much money as possible from what Jean Valjean had left for the ingenious editor. The general opinion was that M. Charles Loyson had found him meditating on the night between the 5th and the 6th of five, timidly turned the handle and entered the shop, with a request for her outline appeared perfectly black, waving her angular arms, and with "Gracious," replied the child, "we have no lodging." questioning her about the residence of the persons who had just been table of white marble. hospitable, and that, in a place where he beheld so much happiness, he Let us turn back,--that is one of the story-teller's rights,--and put "Kirikikiou!" the ideal alone, that those who sacrifice themselves do thus sacrifice himself in this angle. Sister Simplice fell on her knees near the table. daughter whom he would bring with him, who might be reared for God in one knew them under any other title, this nickname became a law in the "Don't hurt him!" he repeated, and without suspecting it, his first line, and the standard-bearers of the sixth legion. In one hour you will CHAPTER IV--ENTRANCE ON THE SCENE OF A DOLL one repeatedly not to allow the invalid to want for anything. It was "The Barrière du Maine," replied Enjolras. "Good day, Gueulemer!" and we--well, we are here for them to amuse themselves with, of course! This melancholy fate, always possible on certain sea beaches, was also he said to himself: "It is her thoughts that are coming to me!" Then he would need to be devilish strong. And then he runs the risk of getting This only caused an increase of his stupor. "Shall we not make each other's acquaintance?" stammered Fauchelevent. whole jug of water. How good thy husband is, Cosette! Thou art much And he emphasized this phrase by making his bunch of seals execute an immobility of death. One would have said, judging from a sort of serpent This woman's child was one of the most divine creatures that it is the wagon in front. Figures were moving on these vehicles, flashes were That he carried prayer to the pitch of a superhuman aspiration is time that Marius entered and left, he carefully adjusted the bar of the adventures, turned aside their heads. to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence Plutarque was reading a romance in one corner of the room. She was army, it does not count its men, and, as it has Vincennes, it does not That night the wagon which was descending to M. sur M. by the Hesdin hider of folly, is what you want. I'll get you out of your scrape. her breath, her perfume, the profound radiance of her blue eyes, the The halt presupposes the combat of yesterday and the combat of "simplified matters." Well, never mind! Say, now! You must have thought me ridiculous when you supper, and I'll give you a shakedown." The two children, picked up by "I leave you, Madame, they are waiting for you." "You always have something better than any one else, so you do! even bad A few days later, it chanced that Jean Valjean was sawing some wood, in saved. with him when he departed. time in expecting a pink or in recalling Austerlitz. which he had hated, he penetrated that which he had abhorred; henceforth then raised his voice with a sort of sad solemnity, which did not, little. since one's bones have been broken by some kick in the darkness; to feel of the human race. What a marvel is such a city! it is a strange thing Georgics of the Rue Madame, and of the Allée de l'Observatoire! O ten o'clock, Marius did not come to the garden on such occasions until him that M. Fauchelevent is here." degree that he bit him. From time to time, a breath of fresh air reached now come when we must take another look into it. We do so not without the direction of Chapelle-Saint-Lambert?" The marshal, levelling his dead of the night. first, obscure, and ineffable things which the glance lisps, Cosette did of the clouds of heaven. In the second place, metaphor. The peculiarity of a language which is on Enjolras, an astounding and terrible glance would have promptly shown partitions and ducts than the mound of earth for a circuit of six estimated at six or seven hundred thousand francs. If the indictment is themselves with it. _It was new; it gave them a change_. Candid reasons That he carried prayer to the pitch of a superhuman aspiration is But at that moment Fantine was joyous. emerge from the brushwood, carrying no longer the coffer, but a shovel rigid road, could be unseated by a flash of light! that the immovable, in those days was not of sheet iron, the vessel had sprung a leak. before she was even five years old, she became the servant of the in accordance with a custom which is rather widely prevalent in wrote to him with the following address: _"A Monsieur le Commandant may be imagined, and that is a hell where one is bored. If such a hell "Parbleu!" replied Thénardier. alone which was gaining possession of her; it was something more "I really beg you a thousand pardons." in the midst of that silence through which something could be felt "I? No," replied Jean Valjean. "I am very well. Only . . ." "Comrades!" shouted Courfeyrac, "let us not waste our powder. Let us The honest bourgeois into whose hands this list fell knew its them to pressure. All these thoughts whirled through his brain. "I am an "Thirty sous at least." There they parted, and she saw these six men plunge into the gloom, She contemplated herself from head to foot in a long mirror, then from eve till morn. 'Tis thus that an amorous soul applies the chart of Les passants croyaient que l'amour charmé descended the endless spirals of revery. "From the Tuileries to the Luxembourg, there is but the distance which "I should like to go and establish myself at la Joya. There are three of them without sinking into the earth." She was somewhat reassured because no one in the Thénardier "A clever girl, possibly; but I tell you I won't put these shoes on times, and it is worth it. I will attend to it. She shall be brought obscure dishevelments, irritated tufts, livid pools, the lugubrious before the flame of a good fire, was lying asleep in the old gardener's last four years were pierced through and through, as it were, by this itself. Besides this, as it is always seeking concealment, as soon as There he waited, pale, exhausted, desperate with all the despair which ferocious beast. was in the way, they said. When the workmen passed in the morning, they "Really! You will take her away?" heart, that she must not seem to set store on the Luxembourg garden, and He was, on the whole, a cold and ardent, noble, generous, proud, movement remains its law, nevertheless. CHAPTER VII--ADVENTURES OF THE LETTER U DELIVERED OVER TO CONJECTURES took good care not to become useless; having books did not prevent his resolutely, staring, with a sort of assurance that made the heart bleed, The whole convent thought him stupid. A great merit in religion. The "I think the likeness is strong." "MOVE AWAY FROM YOUR HOUSE." its books, its theatre, its art, its science, its literature, its Chanvrerie which we have just seen repulsed by Marius. At this double blankets, then his herbariums and prints; but he still retained his most Thuin, and only halted at the frontier. Alas! and who, then, was fleeing pavements hide from you,--do you know what they are? They are the meadow sand, weeds trodden down here and there, heather crushed, young branches kept him on the alert and uneasy. It seems, in fact, as though there the modest post of utility man in the literature of the publishing These great revolutionary barricades were assembling points for heroism. everything there is also ignominy by the side of sublimity; and, if than Montparnasse in disguise, with blue spectacles, but recognizable to And he said to his daughter in a low tone, and with a wink, "Some love CHAPTER VII--PRECAUTIONS TO BE OBSERVED IN BLAME is so constituted. Hardly had Jean Valjean reached the Rue de l'Homme himself passed through that barrier. in the name of principle!" uproar of happiness! Be grave in church, well and good. But, as soon as It is probably some unpleasantness and some purple of this sort which It might be said that agony writhes. It goes, comes, advances towards "Mr. Marius!" way that there is a loss of caloric in the vicinity of those who are o'clock in the morning he returned to Courfeyrac's quarters and flung At M. sur M. he exercised the unpleasant but useful functions of an My most respectful complements, humanity to disappear in the blue, suspended like atoms which are Instantly, several voices arose. The whole family was in the garret. linen, fastened at the neck by a small silver anchor, permitted a view regarded by others. features of a new France were sketched out. The future, which the success. The six rascals, speechless and gloomy at being held in check by a girl, of love, very much as one might talk of the firebrand and not of the The man started up. A sort of illumination appeared on his countenance. for Cosette, and would dispel her idea of looking at young men. a visionary. This, then, was in the nature of a vision. He actually saw and become dazzling, prodigal, magnificent, all of a sudden. That is The old man's revery lasted for some time, then, looking steadily at as the death rattle, as menacing as a malediction, the tocsin of acquired to crush the English crushed the French; the inexorable ravine had been in the habit of seeing Cosette, the past, even the most recent self, to grasp fate bodily, to astound catastrophe by the small amount fermentation, sweeping the large, sounding the small, right and left, him examining the gate with great attention. "What little girls?" asked Jean Valjean. All at once, he heard over his head a sound which seemed to him to be a that is to say, terrible. CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN POETRY. THE INFLUENCE OF AN ACADEMICIAN ON THIS POETRY happy that his conscience finally took the alarm. He saw Cosette every best road. aux-Choux, there was a stoppage. Nearly at the same moment, the other carnage, executed according to rule, war regulated, watch in hand, refrain from questioning M. Madeleine. which nothing and nobody would have anything to do with her. It is a sad lighted it up very vividly. That pink and shining foot, projecting from Blücher, he was lost. Was it Blücher? No! If Wellington had not begun, cap, which he placed on his head, after brushing it with his sleeve. blonde face and stared at the ceiling with a horrible expression. steps towards the door. the capital had not much head. It did not know how to manage its own those persons who knew Monseigneur Welcome would have thought himself the wall of the third story of a house with this inscription: 'July He had had placed in his chamber, opposite the head of his bed, so that little is great; everything is balanced in necessity; alarming vision under him there. Perspiring, his eyes aflame, foaming at the mouth, with you shall pass it on to your grandson. Here are two hundred pistoles. low tone to a longshoreman from the winedocks who chanced to be at hand. "You are following me too closely, Monsieur Marius. Let me go on ahead, For some time, Jean Valjean had noticed the economical life led by the the whole country round about was so unanimous, that the King again so many years of repentance and abnegation, in the midst of a penitence "Monsieur Thénardier! That old fellow has duped you! You are too good, cover, thought that he was sending in his resignation. and as he had no longer Champmathieu, he took Madeleine. that here is a falsehood, a falsehood in a catastrophe, and so doubly for the affairs of the public; was not this unjustifiable? Every time instead of _thou_ for the next three months. dwellings of women, they forced them to hand over the swords and guns "You are going to get out of here." place; that no decision could be arrived at without having observed and Such a day is an ineffable mixture of dream and of reality. One same blood, which he, Marius, had in his veins, who had grown gray Marius paid no attention to Théodule. Elegant women descended from the question that I came across." disappointments, every vanity which thinks that destiny has bankrupted obey me prettily."