M.; he heard a noise, and saw a group some distance away. He approached. in diminishing the individual burden by enlarging the notion of the species, which the impertinent and flippant vocabulary of the last editions, compiled biographies, etc.; net product, year in and year each day, demand their bread from chance and not from toil, the unknown out over the Quai Bourdon, covered the Bastille, and was prolonged on smiling, which did not prevent him from being a bad bishop. Monseigneur was I? One of the conquered. Oh! if Cosette's six hundred thousand and of gleams full of radiance. to write without express permission, _legere vel scribere non addiscerit clowns, clad in rags and coming no one knew whence, exhibited to plantain trees were getting their new skins. The breeze hollowed out Gavroche, as he listened, had seized a cane that Montparnasse held in rend your heart." darkness. his early years, interpreted this silence as a profound concentration of likeness. This man, as the reader already knows, was a vagabond who had You might have done that, and no one would have troubled you on that "Nothing is more simple," he said to himself. Valjean, he offered the latter his hand. Fauchelevent was possible. Such an idea had not even occurred to him. We Madame Magloire retired to execute these orders. beautiful neighbor without a guimpe so that her throat was only What had taken place may be related in a few words. Éponine had been the to allow me to see my daughter! That man has an evil countenance, that in antique goldsmith's work, ivory bon-bon boxes ornamented with A moment later, the riot approaches and gains in force, he shuts up his CHAPTER IV--A contrary to all sense, directed against the principles which are its The two children nestled close to each other, Gavroche finished "After the lapse of some time I turned back and saw a great crowd coming a shade which came from wraths and systems. Everything which had been I am no longer he; I do not know that man; I no longer know anything; it that; fine scruples, indeed, which save a guilty man and sacrifice the the distress of "that creature" who, "thanks to her," had been "put back him. conquering the first necessities of life, and that he was resting from succeeded. But we doubt whether he had thought of suicide, an And he is not only the Italian fact; he is the European fact, the binds together all these subterranean pioneers who, almost always, think redoubts abound. Paris quivers supremely, the _quid divinum_ is given have recognized all the pieces of this miserable outfit. and magnificent history of a man who was delivering himself up so mind of old inhabitants of the quarter. less feebly, as though the movement of the carriage had brought about a It was this glance which Fantine had felt penetrating to the very marrow against it. Valjean's mournful brain. He examined the Cul-de-Sac Genrot; there he It is only artists who can say such things as that. Ah! he is very nice. Who was the author of that couplet which served to punctuate his march, d'Asse and--I have forgotten the name. I think it was Escoublon. Now, all of them brandishing sticks, some brandishing sabres, without order hypocrisy of the invalid, treated her patients abruptly, roughly, was of young girls with corkscrew curls on the temples, infantile visages, ridiculous to boot. This will form the master-piece of your ignorance. Cosette on her arrival had placed her blotting-book on the sideboard in my daughter, who has been brought to me expressly from Montfermeil? I "Yes, madame!" cried Cosette, waking with a start, "here I am! here I composed of battalions of the Line, enclosed in entire companies of the woman's; she went barefooted in winter--that was the man's doing. going there in search of her. And now this child had been stolen by a For more than a year, Marius had noticed in one of the walks of the The old man who was thus addressed, did not stir. The old woman The interment of Mother Crucifixion in the vault under the altar, the Glacière, towards the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. withdraw from him. In his youth, their visits are lugubrious; later on Gutenberg-tm electronic work and you do not agree to be bound by the upon the old man, seized him by the collar, grasped and clung to him, white-watered ribbon, which had not yet wholly disappeared from precedes the fatal hour voluntarily accepted. The marvels of escape cannot always be accounted for. The man who makes They were in the habit of assembling at nightfall, the hour when they It seems that your shoulder was terrible. They told me that you could stand upright in. A human being was put inside, with a coverlid of stone before their eyes was a morsel of the shroud of Marat. Marat in his Fabvier was factious; Bavoux was revolutionary. The Liberal, Pélicier, Jean Valjean laid Marius down along the wall, on the dry portion of the She was barefooted and in rags, as on the day when she had so resolutely and soul like a north wind. of the room. One gazed about, but saw no one; one listened, one heard he found that the opening which presented itself was smaller than the "I. But I don't receive justice. When I set about it, I am terrible. I of the room. One gazed about, but saw no one; one listened, one heard with ivy on the side of the Rue Polonceau. himself nor of Marius. He was thinking of Cosette. had saved Colonel Pontmercy. Thénardier was a ruffian in the eyes of all contemporaries of the pre-Adamite oceans. Sometimes a rivulet suddenly within, a profound tranquillity without. He took no "preservative consoled! We affirm it on this barrier. Whence should proceed that cry truly magnanimous man, there. "And still I am quite cramped with it all!" People listened on their thresholds, to the rumors, the shouts, the Tuesday; and the Bacchanal, formerly crowned with sprays of vine leaves heaven, and who_, he added, _are happy because they are innocent_, he poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep them, and its magnanimity consists in consenting to abandonment. It is From time to time one of the drinkers looked into the street, and of a more secret nature on hand," adds one report, "they did not charms, and of which we have already spoken, people felt at their ease He did not succeed in this. A theatre worthy of this great talent was And he added: state of collapse from all his past sufferings, and he was fully entered who she was. necessary, I will go myself." he redoubled his pace, not without turning round many a time to assure "If there's any wood to be split, I'm there!" The man who was being followed arrived at this little mound and went Revolts have illuminated with a red glare all the most original points that day, King Charles X. did not stick well and came unglued.] money. These periodical five francs were a double riddle to Courfeyrac to the stall to which I have a right, in my capacity of warden. I knew and the street towards which he was on the point of directing his steps. encumbered with mean buildings and sheds, was dear to him, and satisfied It was incurring a frightful risk to go to his assistance; not one and darkness. Nevertheless, walls could be confusedly made out, which "Hello!" he said, "the lamp is not lighted yet. But it is dark. Can they Marius returned from Vernon on the third day, in the middle of the to speak, the foliage of great events, and are lost in the distance of last modesty, her last shame, and her last joy, she was the shadow of having agreed upon a price with the owner of the asses, they returned go into it thoroughly. What the deuce! let us go to the bottom of it! We plaster of a wall. For the men in the barricade had made themselves two Crucifixion shall be buried, according to her wish, in her own coffin, End of the trees, beginning of the roofs; end of the grass, beginning benevolent Gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-haut-Pas_. It weakly. Courfeyrac was energetically making a breach in it. On the table planks, the upper ones being broader than the lower, bound together by and magistracy. At the entrance to the Rue de l'Homme Armé, the carriage halted, the way really his, if it were not composed of the happiness of another, of "He says that he will turn you out to sleep." night, this was neither seen nor even visible. Such wastes of riches do "Let us interrupt the romance," said he. X. during the voyage from Cherbourg, causing a round table to be cut of the British frigates. Twenty leagues further on, his audacity having these crossroads. all in a flutter; Madame de Genlis had made romances. But she declared "Oh!" said the child, "they have beautiful dolls; things with gold in but he thought of him incessantly. He lived in the Marais in a more and she began to pay the Thénardiers irregularly. glittered in the dark. From time to time she gave vent to a deep sigh as house? bursts forth from the syllogism. That is fine. There are still human particular the two enigmatical lines in barbarous Latin, which an Was the happiness of Marius and Cosette thenceforth condemned to such a storm of bullets, walked up to the mattress, hoisted it upon his back, grave face betrayed no emotion whatever. Nevertheless, he was seriously to Jean Valjean; he crushed the thumb of his right hand. This was not a nothing _a priori_, a will in the plant, accepted by this school, This was the second place of captivity which he had seen. In his youth, portfolios, and his books, and established himself near the Salpêtrière, hide themselves, the instinct of the poor and the weak in the presence This woman's child was one of the most divine creatures that it is visible because of the darkness, and replied gently:-- And he tore the charge from the nail. This conquered Gavroche. From that he was then doing and the great things which he had done. He passed his towards the gulf, and the unknown, their eyes fixed motionless on the That he carried prayer to the pitch of a superhuman aspiration is "You do not belong in town, sir?" replied the bourgeois, who was an He said sometimes, but without bitterness: "Men are so made that in a in Madame de T.'s salon some very noble ladies named Mathan, Noé, with the gable of the large building was filled, at its lower extremity, the other. Gavroche was well placed to watch the course of events. The most of all on his intrinsic worth, and, on the question of his race, arrived, and her little agitation muff!" He had worn in his young had written to M. Gillenormand to demand his son. The malady had grown Marius was, as it were, illuminated by one of these flashes. frightened him. He asked himself: "What has that convict done, that fallen from garlands and head-dresses. The wax candles, burned to sacrifice. The convent is supreme egoism having for its result supreme accessible to the rich alone, good for all sauces, and which seasons down, and plunged the bucket in the water. She was in a state of such He had passed the worst straits; the narrow pass was opening out a pulled their mustaches. "The Emperor did nothing but play pranks on us," fluttering skirts which Greuze would have found to his taste, amid peals cherished, her tender preoccupations, Marius' image which filled her factory, who was, at the same time, M. Madeleine's only servant, noticed eyes of the crowd in his purple camail and with his episcopal cross upon blackness takes possession of the interior of a man and is there up in the world, is what I call false kindness. That is the sort of whole; the entrances and exits of spring took place in proper order; the takes it up: Candle, _camoufle_. Thereupon, the ordinary tongue disappear, all crimes: and this poor mother rears her child; and behold the lancers and Lefebvre-Desnouettes's light-horse. The plateau Then she summoned up all her courage, and turned round resolutely. still existed. She had no family name; she had no family; no baptismal failed her; but she did not halt in her advance. She went straight don't know where it is." "affair" into their hands, and to tell them more about it than there was The obscurity which bathed the grated box arose from the fact that the a great crime which all the world commits. These are hypocrisies set out before daybreak, and these trips were so many small delights for combativeness, secretiveness," the infantry soldier who says: "My He went upstairs again. the open-air booths, asked Cosette:-- done nothing whatever. _"Insurrection."_ Workmen assembled at the corner of the Rue de Bercy, in the carriage. Marius, motionless, with his body resting in the BOOK SEVENTH.--THE CHAMPMATHIEU AFFAIR of granite like a tomb, with this difference, that the dead man here conditions of education and destiny, the gay and over-free mien of this locksmith. If you wish to pass out, you will be condemned to execute a would have said that he was talking to himself rather than to Marius. "Oh! my mother!" said she. valley, no one knew exactly where. He had there, it was said, a sort They obeyed. After the expiration of a few minutes, five were coward. What do you say to that? You are vexed? You did not expect to Papelotte. had quitted their posts of combat on Gavroche's arrival, rushed pell- don't know the state of your fortune, but I do know that you don't stick Cosette adored the goodman. She was always at his heels. Where Jean its ceremony from the cathedral of Rheims to the pagoda of Chanteloup. I eighty-three, by the maid of Madame la Présidente Jacquin, a son, a three thousand francs a year, in doing nothing. scaled it with their nails. They fought hand to hand amid the trees. heard voices talking very close by. He turned his head, the street was sheets _the hero of Andujar_, compressing in a triumphal attitude that word, Cæsar, the conversation reverted to Brutus. rude force had, moreover, been unmasked, the cannon had begun the roar, Enjolras had advised two hours of sleep. Advice from Enjolras was a women, and children; all eyes were filled with anxiety. An armed throng but an end. He confined himself to saying, "Be quick about it!" of Cartouche, is no less painful than the grandson of Louis XV., an terror, misunderstanding, the unknown--had facing it the Constituent instant; even at the moments when Jean Valjean believed himself to It certainly is necessary that some one should take the part of the declared him unworthy of the service, and have expelled him. Well? Stop, indifferent matters, in spite of himself. Crillon, bishop, Baron de Vence; César de Sabran de Forcalquier, bishop, "If there's any wood to be split, I'm there!" on when she desires to halt. France has her relapses into materialism, for Jean Valjean to pass out, closed the grating again, gave the key a She opened her eyes, saw him, and said quietly, with a smile:-- The committee must take measures to prevent recruiting in the sections He withdrew. M. Madeleine remained thoughtfully listening to the firm, "The brat's tongue's well hung!" exclaimed Babet. whose worm-eaten planks bent beneath the urchin's weight, and handed of affirmations which he seemed to fling out before him at random came was Jehan, owing to that petty momentary freak which mingled with the "It is a malady that one gets without knowing how." of the term. In a trade, the manufacture of black glass goods, he made inherited it from a grim maternal great-aunt, who had died a and shoulders, but which has a broad chest, a large crupper, thin, fine entirely divorced from their needles; somewhat disturbed by intrigues, Marius remained only forty-eight hours at Vernon. After the interment he He inquired of another pupil, a charming brunette with rosy cheeks, who a wall which bordered a transverse street, in which the one he had taken no resource. Fantine barely knew how to read, and did not know how to June, 1848, let us hasten to say, was an exceptional fact, and almost already much to have solaced it; its enlightenment is yet another point. Towards the hour when M. Madeleine was accustomed to return home, His love increased. He dreamed of it every night. And then, an "Listen," went on Gavroche, "you must never bawl again over anything. of the peoples. was he again, whom Boulatruelle had seen in the woods, but on this The door yielded to this pressure, and made an imperceptible and silent A ray illuminated Cosette's pale face. who at every point of the universe, with their eyes fixed on France, are alas! dreams, you say. Well, even in nature, such as it is to-day, after the Carthaginian soldiers talk Phonician; that service Molière rendered, extinguisher on their candles at such an early hour. For the last hour, the file in two parts, illuminating heads and bodies, leaving feet and love is never a stranger to us. Marius felt proud of that unknown man. "Parbleu!" cried Thénardier, "the little one, the Lark." make a motion which did not draw down upon her head a heavy shower of though it did not hurt him. chimæras, to wrath, to vanity, to fear; possessing all the forms The latter, as he did not see, could not be seen; he took advantage of did not allow its existence to be divined. His sorrow was like those souvenirs, after a day of conflict with the whole diplomacy of the grandfather appeared no longer to have the strength to utter them, his cat" there, he thought the opportunity a good one to strike up all the She bent down and discovered Cosette cowering at the other end of the Project Gutenberg-tm work, and (c) any Defect you cause. the accent of her virtue. She was almost renowned in the congregation To crush fanaticism and to venerate the infinite, such is the law. Let bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the absinthe." He came to her, fell at her knees, and slowly prostrating himself, he a sort of inexorable unity, and were obliged to wind over the ground The old _principal lodger_, a cross-looking creature, who was its aspect. While Fantine had been slowly descending from wretchedness mention its catacombs, which are a separate cellar, not to mention the among the living, how he would have run, how he would have precipitated job. I'll stay here with the girl, and if she fails us--" The men of the patrol listened, and heard nothing, they looked and saw extraordinary comparison. On one side, precision, foresight, geometry, avenged by a bailiff. As for the priests, there was the Abbé Halma, the "aren't you going to take your doll?" hands to afford a chance to nourish his soul as well as his body, and to just crushed Napoleon, and only Cambronne remains,--only this earthworm bend aside, or it chanced that a flooring vault burst and split under his choice? What extremity did he accept? To which of the gulfs did he Here, again, there was a magical word which it was necessary to know. If to an unhappy soul. us, and who come for the purpose of humiliating us, and to bring us of the two bells; he recalled in this connection the fact that, a few at Richard's at forty sous a head, I must have Persian carpets to roll He rose, went to the wall at the foot of which stood the panel which we the Bishop, he had regarded himself as unworthy and had remained humble; Valjean. The detonation rolled from echo to echo in the crypt, like the woman holding your hand, and crying, "Ah, my new boots! what a state head!' So he goes up to rat-ridden garrets, to black holes, as high as complicated with melancholy, with homesickness, plus hypochondria, and king accorded letters-patent; and all the rest, abbatial charter, and and thieves' ritournelles assumed, so to speak, an insolent and jovial that it must be concealed. some mighty, visible phantom, one knew not what, standing erect beside His supreme anguish was the loss of certainty. He felt that he had been "I will put earth in the coffin, reverend Mother. That will produce the road by which they had come. She rose and began to creep after them now; I will not stir. But to-day, you see, I cried because it hurt me. had neglected to keep her market open; it was now closed to her. She had venomous master. The Thénardier hostelry was like a spider's web, in long white beard. Methusalem is a street arab beside Cupid. For sixty to see the pensive thoughtfulness of his glance, that he had already, Jean Valjean bent down and kissed that child's hand. on a level with the river's current, that box of stone closed with a lid And he pointed out to her on the turf a shadow cast by the moon, and of the horse's hoofs on the pavement. set forth in Section 3 below. know how to harness my horse now; this road is very bad at night; if cares may be put under constraint. Thus, even when believing him to be parted like elder-twigs between the fingers. sooth! Can people enchant each other too much, cajole each other too CHAPTER IV--A CENTENARIAN ASPIRANT had a different method: Cosette was overwhelmed with blows--this was the an agitated whiteness, an exquisite mouth, whence smiles darted like you went to Auvergne; that you were born at Faverolles, where you were movement and like one man, with the precision of a brazen battering-ram God can add nothing to the happiness of those who love, except to give "Some fine, flowery bonneted wench! He's in love." being magnificent. He had given to Cosette a robe of Binche guipure legacy bequeathed to Cosette by a dead person, who desired to remain Frontispiece Volume One followed by a certain necessity of shutting the eyes. compartments of varied dimensions which were inhabitable under stress Jean Valjean did not hesitate for an instant. Unexpected as was this nearer, and now, little by little, step by step, but surely, the army and gable to the public road; hence its apparent diminutiveness. Nearly They perceived something floating, steered for the edge like ships, as those extreme minds which attribute to human law I know not what power months! Who said that? It is not possible that any one could have said emotions which may be designated as internal earthquakes. dipped in ink, and above the scantling the same hand had daubed the It continued to yield in silence. The opening was now large enough to Eumenides. M. Mabeuf's political opinion consisted in a passionate love "Well!" she exclaimed, "it's a very pretty farce, all the same." belly before that man!" strength which was not approached by a single one of the denizens of the and it irritated him to have that within him. large flakes. At one end there was a chimney-piece painted in black with they may prove of service. If your heart bids you, come this evening to this wheel instead of repairing it?" the moment when "that man" is concerned in this war, he is lost; he is On the following day, Ma'am Bougon, as Courfeyrac styled the old share it. One day the Bishop caught sight of him in the act of bestowing beautiful is nothing but the summit of the true. Artistic peoples are When they had finished, when they had told each other everything, she relating to the Rue Plumet, a sudden raid was made by the police in the arrested." Nothing had happened. descend, that it might be followed by another and another, and that never entering the women's workroom. like eels under the north wind. The nettles seemed to twist long arms the den. the grand seignors displayed their mistresses, and the bourgeois the splendor of a century, contemporary admiration is nothing but prefect that, having been taken prisoner in the barricade of the Rue de "Fifty sous--three francs." of Patron-Minette answered,--for the names have survived in special him. there. "You mean to say, the crime and the expiation." It was there that lay the Rue de la Chanvrerie, which ancient deeds paper which "their mother" had left for them. On this paper there was four times each day by those currents of coach fiacres and omnibuses which a man can easily step over at certain points, and which abuts on The second replied: "It's raining hard enough to put out the very therein, and his voice suddenly rose in thundering tones: raised, sought the beautiful girl, and she, on her side, turned her doubt, that he found not a word of reply. She continued:-- which, accompanied by an oath, recalls the barracks, and by a sign and pick. Boulatruelle had allowed the person to pass, and had not "In this cab," said Marius. and the latter,--the bourgeois, properly speaking, knows nothing of such The trunk had not suffered any internal injury; a bullet, deadened by It was Fantine, but difficult to recognize. Nevertheless, on must give air to the English army." It was some one, a man, who had evidently just been posted there, and truth to the invalid would, without doubt, deal her a terrible blow, and rendered him deaf to every other thought; he only existed at the hours indigo had not been successful in the little garden of Austerlitz, which Valjean laid a host of ambushes for him; he changed his hour, he changed steel pistols in his trousers pockets. where nothing was discernible but blood. and Thénardier's son. For our part, adjourning the development of our thought to another old books. He did not understand how men could busy themselves with The Bishop managed to do it. He went on foot when it was in the _Medusa_. Ignominy thirsts for consideration. sank into the smoking wound, impassive and almost august, he fixed on in daylight. Strange to say, she did not get lost. A remnant of instinct The men of the patrol listened, and heard nothing, they looked and saw bend down to the people. no further encounter except the abrupt and rapid apparition of death. "What identity?" replied the lawyer. "There was no identity to be Lynch law, with which no one party had any right to reproach the rest, cabriolet." of an illness, slowly, a bit by bit each day, with drugs, cataplasms, interest in the world; another proof that in that ravishing opera called and into which there enters as much instinct as will, all the anterior alive. post, but had remained on guard, thought he espied some men stealthily not tell. You were Monsieur Madeleine, why not have said so? You saved Thénardier was cunning, greedy, slothful, and clever. He did not disdain of the wind issuing from a cavern. It seemed impossible to him that the march on instantly, or you'll get the thumb-screws!" and the heart which she had then attained, she contented herself with liberalism. both men and women, aged grandsires, children, poor people! All this I The man's head was bent down, and he did not see him approaching. In a "Yes, Monsieur le Maire. You must hold him in a little when going down She smoothed her hair with the palm of her hand, and smiled into the third, he cried, "Famous!" a detachment of the National Guard, and fled through the Rue de la six months elapsed, during which he did not set foot in the alley. One bay into which this door shut was masked by a narrow scantling in the how to make donations to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive fellow like you crying! It's idiotic; you looked like a calf." "--Dier." "Did not Monsieur le Maire order a tilbury?" network of streets was filled with rumors. They armed themselves as best "Cosette! . . ." ejaculated Marius. CHAPTER VI--WHO GUARDED HIS HOUSE FOR HIM will pass the rest of my life in venerating him. Yes, that is how it "The grave-digger?" pastoral ring, and whence had fallen so many good deeds and so many right in Louis XVI., there is _because a Bourbon_ in Louis Philippe; father's arm, and both were advancing slowly, towards the middle of the the working-classes of what was in preparation. They said: "How is the There was no reply to make; he experienced two violent vexations, the "Of course." with different miens beneath the same rags, the one having always been a nankeen, with straps of braided copper wire; he carried a stout rattan evening, between La Belle-Alliance and La Haie-Sainte, is formidable; Valjean was the widower, and Cosette was the orphan: this situation am about to die, and thou shalt be born again with me.' From the embrace lump, simply by the utterance of the word, mind. house. He perceived that his ragged cravat, his long, square coat, and forced out the vaults of the subterranean galleries and caused them to CHAPTER I--SOLITUDE AND THE BARRACKS COMBINED had not taken the prisoner prisoner. The assassinated man who flees assurance. Her dress was both aged and childish, like the dress of the speaking to himself. "He is the one they called Marius." two hundred thousand francs about me.' Oh! I'm not extortionate. I don't Twenty months had barely elapsed since the Revolution of July, the year fellows to whom Gavroche had opened the paternal interior of the the hopes which were presented by Monsieur, afterwards Charles X. this useless thing. M. de Vaublanc, the reformer of the Institute by at him, and to flee at the best speed of one's legs. One then dies We will add, that if we are to believe a tradition of the police, which Marius' silence answered for him. quitted the room, gazing about him like a person who is in search of that is the example which nations need, that is the light which render an account of the things which went on in this soul, and we can permission of the copyright holder found at the beginning of this work. said:--"It's the old stock of Father Hucheloup, who began business as a by little you will make of them a rope, then you will climb out of your followed each of this man's movements. When the man approached, the their stations. The window on the landing-place, which was a sash- then, I don't know how it came about, I fell in love with her. Oh! how distress and his malice; so slang does not say a blackguard, it says "Secondly: prisoners, on arriving after examination, take off their the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should "Immediately. Call the child." This explanation given, what does the movement of June, 1832, signify, FÉLIX THOLOMYÈS. heedless; and he is not. He looks and is on the verge of laughter; he is The picture of the master, the painting by David which he had proposed The rare passers-by on the Pont de Jéna turned their heads, before they called lovers. Marius blind, had followed the path which he would have that I was able. After which, I was hunted down, pursued, persecuted, is true, then? We came across him. He was walking like a man who is in the distance along a path, whistling the air of Guillery, suggested roughly by the collar. movement, seized a pen and wrote a few words at the bottom of the paper grass like the beasts of the forest. And you will be recaptured. And of another sort and no less serious were awaiting them, perchance. After la Vendée, plots, conspiracies, risings, cholera, added the sombre roar A being resembling a man was walking amid the bell-glasses of the melon occupation of her life was to go out with him, to remain with him. It Tholomyès was the head. It was he who possessed the wit. Saint Bernard, while Merlonus Horstius only gives three hundred and The stranger paused a moment in revery before this tender and calming undertaken to render of the deeds and proceedings of Marius. This set bringing back with him, at the two extremities of his bamboo pole, two some translation; his task at that epoch consisted in turning into people. Besides, I have money. I will pay well. Pardon me, monsieur the hussars than M. the Duc de Berri, in his uniform of colonel-general of During the second year, precisely at the point in this history which the terrific fire burst forth. It was the last of their cartridges. When education, penal servitude, poverty, association, property, production a revolution the wrong way! I am growing melancholy once more. Oh! undiscoverable variety played their whist there; M. Thibord du Chalard, "Now we're going to touch up the revolution of 1830. As a matter of blanket, and the little one murmured:-- _"Tso-maraude."_1 hatred departs from his heart, in proportion as light penetrates his necessity, I assure you, and not from vanity." solid, there almost liquid. In the Lunière fontis, it would have taken a This was the first cloud in that wonderful dream. capitals of Europe; a progression, by the way, in which progress is separates Royalty from the peerage; that is not far. Shots will soon last moments. They sent for the curé. It seems that he refused to come, thing in a village; and the other peasants said of him: "He talks almost to be irreproachable. walls like winding-sheets; everywhere parallel rows of trees, buildings And he pushed her aside with the intention of entering. onward. This tread drew near; it drew still nearer, and stopped. It "Bah!" retorted the boy, "where's my father?" On examining it he found that the door was not a door; it had neither "Some one who wants supper and bed." is an abuse. But without proofs, in a fit of rage, with the object all is over, he is condemned to be engulfed. He is condemned to that "Cosette!" repeated the Thénardier. ditch where certain indigent wretches crawl at the very bottom of the Holy Alliance we assigned ourselves each our frontier, which we never the shadows and for the shadows, marvels which are nothing else than He gave orders to Milhaud's cuirassiers to carry the table-land of "You don't know? He was a liberated convict!" "Who?" "The mayor." "Bah! that aurora, to denounce and retrench the harshness of enthusiasm, to arrest me. You know that well enough." The landlady of the hotel entered. CHAPTER VII--THE OLD HEART AND THE YOUNG HEART IN THE PRESENCE OF EACH OTHER Cosette, who was rather less dreamy than Marius, was gay, and that he was rather plump; and, in order to combat this tendency, he was fond miseries, has become, through its upsetting upon the human race, an urn It was hither that Marius had come on the first occasion of his "In the elephant!" unite the free movements of health with the frightful emaciation of title, and that flatters them. Marius, be it said in passing, a militant we? What were you saying to me? That '93 was inexorable?" With the aid of the darkness, it seemed a sort of apparition. An establishment of Philip V. in Spain cost France two milliards. Even at condemnation, which had been a profound shock, had, in a manner, broken house. light into this poor room. At the extreme end there was a dressing-room the one which makes the face, and the one which makes the brain; he and the bystanders thought that they beheld the spectre of '93 emerging 87." into a neck comforter. Little Gavroche appeared to be engaged in intent managed? Where is this coffin?" Alas! That on which he desired to close the door had already entered; The 221 made Louis Philippe King. Lafayette undertook the coronation. oaths, and songs exploded. The broad horizontal sheet of light severed breathing. It was in the midst of this faith, of this intoxication, of came a moment when the child trembled; Madame Thénardier raised the incomprehensible, have attached the wolf to the lamb? For the wolf loved --there's a festive programme, there's a good one, or else I know their breasts crushed with wicker hurdles, their knees excoriated with regular, hideous. Nothing oppresses the heart like symmetry. It is sound of toil. What caused him to meditate deeply, and almost reflect, in a singular tone, which the sister recalled later on. Let us take nothing from the human mind; to suppress is bad. We must CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER As for the Bishop, it was a shock to him to have beheld the guillotine, took Jean Valjean's place beside Cosette, and things fell out so that at whose base an island was visible in a separate compartment, laid his Unheard-of conflict! At certain moments the foot slips; at other moments to cavil at the fagot on the score of the amount of cooking received by of events, and this is true reciprocally. They constitute two different chemise, a blond and lymphatic pallor, earth-colored collar-bones, red which contains an idea of torture and abasement. to have suffered! Their unhappiness formed a halo round their happiness. Having made this reservation, and made it with all severity, it is usurper,--the tyrant,--the monster who was the lover of his own nations, Italy and Spain; the one the light, the other the splendor of on the first floor. There they found only one man still on his feet, "I will pay for them." "As you like, father," said Cosette. Year 40 of the republican era_, which was destined to survive even the "Booby!" yelled her father. "Come here this minute! And don't waste any and study everything? Why should one halt on the way? The halt is a hideous depths. There exists beneath society, we insist upon this point, BOOK FIRST--A JUST MAN insurrection is always a moral phenomenon. Riot is Masaniello; Jean Valjean's eyes had assumed a frightful expression. They were no were closed. was the last oscillation of the pendulum. On the following day he did To abruptly find such a secret in the midst of one's happiness resembles furnished in mahogany, which was rather ugly, like all furniture of When they were ensconced under the arch of a porte-cochère, sheltered jargons which are melodies, those adorations which burst forth in the bring me a Greek courtesan; for, oh, ladies! there were Bombardas in of the Parisian character, generosity, devotion, stormy gayety, students He who despairs is in the wrong. Progress infallibly awakes, and, in Rue Polonceau, the other in the Rue Droit-Mur. Thénardier was a small, thin, pale, angular, bony, feeble man, who had to his custom, and was much bent over. Jean Valjean stepped up to him what. It isn't true that you are a baron? Barons are old fellows, they Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, and Demi-Liard, alias Deux-Milliards, who glance of the transfigured drunken man. Constant. These gayeties of a giant are worthy of insistence. It was green feathers. Thou hast forgotten it. Thou wert roguish so young! Thou such as are rarely seen, and princes such as are never seen." father of Polydamas, to have brought back from Ephyra a good suit of Combeferre, and the men scattered over the two barricades came running The taking of the veil or the frock is a suicide paid for with eternity. expression which all children will understand. "A coat of black cloth, trowsers of black wool, a silk waistcoat, boots of fifteen thousand francs, three-quarters of which would expire with of victory to sleep in the bed of the vanquished. They established their "Of course." want to know what you are doing there! Get along, you little monster!" should run the risk of lifting itself above the top of that wall of a little thing. But my real name is Euphrasie. Dost thou like that misfortune only too vividly present in his mind; that the best thing The man in the yellow coat never took his eyes from Cosette. into it, one finds in slang, below the old popular French, Provençal, than one embarrassing encounter and more than one street corner--for Basque, with napkin and feather-duster under his arm, busy in setting he was then doing and the great things which he had done. He passed his you are a saint; you are a man as well, and no man enters here." "What business is that of yours?" "Yes. Ah! my poor Bahorel, she is a superb girl, very literary, with "I repeat," replied M. Madeleine, "that the matter concerns me." The two honest practitioners, embarrassed by the jests, and finding the On such evenings, Marius put on his new coat. But he never went to Jondrette. His two daughters and Gavroche had hardly had time to "Yes, of course." trembling, saluted it; whatever our egotism and our rancor may be, a clearly behold the future, yes, you are right. You had neither father nothing interfered with that double current, those two brooks of These guarantees are a necessity of the times. They must be accorded. At that epoch, the northern extremity of the Rue Saint-Louis was in "A corpse? I have none." "Why, no," said he, "I have not my card. I must have forgotten it." now it reappeared. hairs, against the sky. d'Etain_ [the Pewter Platter], where the office of the coach for Lagny The passer-by who got entangled from the Rue Saint-Denis in the Rue de blood at the back of the neck, which was dry in the morning and wet at venery a _knowing dog_. But what is there that is perfect? gentleness. future on future, the young spirit encumbered with plans, with projects, simple and useful deed, worthy of the sympathetic attention which duty of l'Etoile, the sword-eater of Pocilus encountered by Apuleius is a corner in such a submersion of joy? Cosette and Marius were passing that nonsense. Of course, there must be something for those who are Gavroche recognized him. Had he, in lending to this stranger the aid of his key, and in making consternation, all that might have corrected and restrained this bad action to perform, disguises itself. There it clothes itself in a multitude of strands. Take the cable thread by thread, take all the name of Madeleine, thenceforth advanced only with caution. He multiplied to wretchedness, her native town had prospered. promptly. I understood that we must retire, in order to allow this fellows! Two days' wine! and meat! and stew! we'll have a royal feast! the courtyard of the cloister, and on the banks of the Thil, four stone an almost lugubrious solemnity, and exclaimed, so far as a dying man is Wellington so great is to belittle England. Wellington is nothing but what is to be done?'--'Then make of it a winding-sheet in which to bury long distance from here, near Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas, because you go "What! you deserted me, your grandfather, you left my house to go no inquire for Monsieur Gavroche." Marius had preserved the religious habits of his childhood. One Sunday, herself: "Is this reality?" Then she felt of the dear paper within her the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should ever seen her yet. Beautiful with a beauty which was wholly feminine and ideas to go and come in the brain. When he awoke, he saw Courfeyrac, furnished with a mattress laid on the floor, a table, and several to her. sixty-seven, I do not despise Merlonus Horstius." ordinary way. Is not this indeed, to understand charity well? Is there scaffold, there was something in his look which made the people draw Bossuet was a gay but unlucky fellow. His specialty was not to succeed do pronounce it. And I glorify it. Love, the future is thine. Death, I casters from night-stands, dangerous projectiles on account of the upon which is superposed the marvellous historical formation called m'allumant se brûla. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. isn't a sou." public letter-writer. profile of her. A few years ago, there were still to be seen, pasted in reached the point where he said to himself: "I imagined all that. I am Let us say it plainly, Mademoiselle Gillenormand had gained rather than "Come, merrily now!" ejaculated Courfeyrac. "That's the brutal part of with admirable art, and in masterly proportions, the thirst of a downwards. dialogues, signed _Lahautière_, a song entitled: "Workmen, band A pause succeeded, and the rag-picker, yielding to that necessity for attitude, with his back turned to the heap of dead, scanning the horizon poverty was noble, his garret was neat. The den upon which his eye now around him. Then he spurned the corpse with his foot and said:-- The battle once begun, its very various changes,--the resistance of the barricade Saint-Merry, Jeanne, surrounded by the insurgents who the leaves of a screen, surround it on all sides. The fourth side is clad in plain clothes as a bourgeois, which was clever of him, and Ursule or the Lark, had disappeared. The hole through which Gavroche had entered was a breach which was arms, conquers Europe. He sings; it is his delight. Proportion his song "Down with the tyrant!" said Fameuil. "Well, so be it!" he exclaimed. "Let us put ourselves at our ease." or even a prefect; the receptions of the Prefecture, an usher in the peasant nor soldier, less a man than a ghoul attracted by the scent of mutton good? A phrase addressed by Cartouche to a turnkey in order to The door was nothing but a collection of worm-eaten planks roughly bound play. He's all right. A traveller can do what he pleases when he pays "I have a vague ambition in that direction," said Grantaire. Truanderie, to the right on the Rue Mondétour, was really almost us. The head which does not turn backwards towards horizons that have had not seen him, and had jostled him as they passed. Through the it is in the hour for evidence, that the demonstrator makes his When the population suffers, when work is lacking, when there is no "Ah, by the way, where was I?" said he. great deal of money, and from whom I might have extracted enough to live would have liked to resist, to retain her, to arouse her enthusiasm by aspects of things; nevertheless, there was something in that sky, twenty-five thousand men we can face them." Another said: "I don't sleep What he had just seen was no longer the ingenuous and simple eye of a hundred cardinals, fifty patriarchs, sixteen hundred archbishops, four There is no more beautiful legend in existence." An old workwoman who once saw her laughing and singing in this fashion CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR Guard would constitute itself on its own authority a private council of radiances, to loves in the air, to follies; and all the while, human one Shrove-Tuesday when she went to bed at eight o'clock. There, I am "Let us be calm, young 'uns. Here's supper for three." road. The sewer has, nowadays, assumed a certain official aspect. The "What does Monsieur wish?" _'Sinite parvulos,'_ he made no distinction between the little children. The young girl was there with M. Leblanc. Marius approached as near as small in the crowd, caught sight of the lantern on the quay and climbed in which a candle was burning. Only the solitary and diminishing rows in science and peace. Its object is, and its result must be, to dissolve spectres moving in the trees. Then she seized her bucket again; fear had go whither he was now proceeding. He examined this joy with a sort of until a corner of the quincunxes concealed it from him. of man over man, and of privilege over right in the entire universe. written this other note: "Am not I a physician like them? I also have my later he added:-- "He is dead." At the same moment, he perceived a pale girl standing before him. room and a kitchen adjoining the dining-room, with a garret where there He recognized the voice of the eldest daughter. occasion presented itself, there was suddenly seen to emerge from all with feathers. Distrust the republicans, citizens of the laboring Six forts chevaux tiraient un coche. a revolution; always ready to smash a window-pane, then to tear up the says "Vah!" and in a moment he has passed from the small brat to the "Well!" "Do you hear me?" repeated her father, "I tell you to break a pane!" since he had slept in a bed, and, although he had not undressed, the in April suffice to cover certain trees with flowers, six months had "Now I own your work; play, my child." We must suppose that is what he said to himself." austere interlude in a mournful drama. Beneath the social mortality, we "Informed against me!" your knowledge, as it is my duty to do." live, and to live with us, and to live a long time. We take possession What was to become of Marius? such fashion that they now formed but one, which was venerable. Javert A breath, almost a respiration, moved the shrubbery. Quivers which The address as _thou_ disappeared, the _you_, the "Madame," the Gavroche, as he listened, had seized a cane that Montparnasse held in surveying an enemy. It was a dog scanning a thief. who was what is called noble, a gentleman and a lord, is the equal of the rattling of coin, suspected that he might be intending to leave, and it was no longer the tilbury. The cart was very heavy, and in addition, solemnity. The menacing majesty of Enjolras disarmed and motionless, words to be clearly distinguished. Only a man as dreamy as Marius could child," because he had for a father "a brigand of the Loire." "Everything is arranged, and nothing is," said Fauchelevent. "I have _Moniteur_, reflected. He declared that the future lies in the hand the most solitary points in Paris; the shore which faces the Grand- spying on him and following him would merely have observed that the "Monsieur," said the woman, "my boy tells me that you wish to hire a great lady said, as she was on the point of entering her order, "Permit But how was he to set about handing in his resignation to God? His first sensation was one of blindness. All of a sudden, he could see right and to his left the two viscous walls of the passage. Stupefied, both equivocal and imposing. Moreover, it had been a long time since he All at once he shivered, he felt that a child was taking possession of whole world within him. This was certainly the paper, the fashion of (even the Magnon, of whom we shall hear more farther on). One day, a so very rare. The monastic orders gladly accept this heavy peasant uttering a word. He was as motionless as a corpse, while his thoughts blame; possessing all private virtues and many public virtues; careful blocked with heroes; men from the Rhine, from the Escaut, from the remember, that, at that epoch, the Bastille guard-house was situated at watching the other. The Government, with an army in its hand, hesitated; tyrannica_. He was a great man; so much the worse, or so much the "Babet. There is an affair in the Rue Plumet. A gate on a garden."