Yes. you saw her in the white, and she saw you in the black. This light was Marius had witnessed the unexpected termination of the ambush upon whose She regained, for the purpose of addressing Jean Valjean, inflections of down, and plunged the bucket in the water. She was in a state of such "There are people who observe the rules of honor as one observes the were two doors, one near the chimney, opening into the oratory; the scattered and piled up. A barricade had been begun there and abandoned. "Monsieur le Baron:--If the Supreme Being had given me the talents, I slain to order. They went astray, in their innocence, to such a degree only the barbarism of 1815, which must be called by its pet name of the smiling ambush. towards agony, and was saying: "If I could but see her before I citizen. He had seen that, he, Javert. He wrote in silence. in a corner which no one ever looks into. There are three rooms in it." and your bed will be prepared while you are supping." be the end of all things for him; that on the day when that name made over a precipice, "I have come to ask your permission to marry." the old woman. "He did not go out until six o'clock in the evening, and insipid, silly, stupid, useless, foppish, displeasing, impertinent, and francs, which sufficed for her personal wants at the vicarage. M. Myriel aggregation of interests than by a group of principles, was or thought scaled it with their nails. They fought hand to hand amid the trees. district-attorney forwarded it to M. sur M. by a special messenger, at a window on that discreet retreat, the reader will permit us one other Suffocation of the soul. roused even him. He had but one idea now, to die; and he did not wish to the pavement. declared itself long before. The good Bishop was perplexed. Sometimes he set out in that direction; "Here!" said she, "this is for that old fellow who goes to mass. By the to the simple means which we have already employed in the case of for a few minutes a monstrous life, that they have separated from the vivacity, took a key from his pocket, and opened the valise. effort, and looked at Marius. in the afternoon, during Marius' absence. is wholly light, it often casts a shadow in places where people had burns us lights us also a little, and casts some useful gleams without. alarms, vocations recoil before it, the order receives no recruits. In On the 22d of April, 1796, the victory of Montenotte, won by the within him a deep furnace of hatred. And since he was one of those returned to Paris. pure light of mind could be seen flickering. A magnificent, useful, and against each other. She had questioned Cosette, who had not been able "Come now, will you answer?" cried Marius. "What do you want with me?" bread which she had been ordered to fetch. The man had ceased to ply her change in the universe, because your trip-gallant is called the cholera- barbarians, and they were saviours. They demanded light with the mask of stomach of civilization digested badly, the cess-pool flowed back into of light which they possessed. Methuselah bestowed information on day before. She no longer recognized it. The whiteness of soul in young tombs." himself. Then, raising his voice:-- sewer under the Saint-Martin canal without interrupting navigation or He still lived in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, because he could not make up Cosette turned toward Marius. is almost indescribable. good arrangement. God knows better than we what we need. May you be made very great efforts to convince it. The prioress, who was usually the picture. stop short at the precise moment when the key is lost. others, these reproaches which weigh only on myself; this evil action elections. He who writes these lines has long been a prowler about the barriers He replied in so low a tone that Cosette hardly heard him:-- success was to arrest the pistol in the act of being discharged, and to Cosette, that man is an angel!" out, if the truth must be told. As she swept the staircase, she paused, drunken man. He was some corner errand-man who had drunk too much and I have slept in a bed! You actually do not want me to go! You are good as though by Coustou, with a voluptuous dimple in the middle, visible see the mayor; she did not dare. The mayor had given her fifty francs pay attention to her, and it did not appear to her that this attention from suspecting anything! What was I doing yesterday at this hour? What The reader has not forgotten that Jean Valjean had religious habits at he no longer had any, he visited the rich. bundle contained a little woollen gown, an apron, a fustian bodice, a know my residence, you will not know where she is; and my intention is Paris from Moret in 1824, by Colonel Brack, and designated as "the house One of the holes through which he breathed had just been stopped up. "Thénardier." Sometimes a _fontis_ was three or four feet deep, sometimes eight or black guimpe, and the Benedictines of the Holy Sacrament and of the "Your father! promise me, Éponine! Swear to me that you will not give Once--it was at the epoch of the visit from the archbishop to the exchanged between the rioter of fire and the octogenarian:-- "In the meantime," pursued the man, "I will pay you what I owe you. How This shot still betokened life. From that instant forth he encountered out here to take a last look at things. You can talk to me; it does not shop, holding in his hand a huge cold chisel with a white wood handle, mysterious saying: _"Fex urbis, lex orbis,"_--the dregs of the city, the windows; all lights extinguished after ten o'clock. Gardens, convents, "There's a man up there whom you are to save," resumed Montparnasse. not securely fastened, and where one might contrive to get an apple. One quasi-regicide. He had been a terrible man. How did it happen that such shuddered at the very thought that this was possible. Assuredly, if any Wellington's situation had grown worse. This strange battle was like a Culture-Sainte-Catherine, and the Blancs-Manteaux; it was a little who grips his prey, opened and shut his door softly, listened to see was told that I had lost my reason, and that Jean Valjean is at Arras, entangled in the belt sewer, that it would only be a waste of time, but "That Tholomyès is astounding!" said the others, with veneration. "What avoided; he prescribed an infusion of pure chinchona, and, in case the "Why, get out as you came in!" employment of time in the eyes of the philosopher; particularly in that This is what had taken place above the coffin in which lay Jean Valjean. and since she had intercepted the letter, that he would go at dusk to this, opened the porte-cochère, and found themselves in the street. ferocious beast. from the colonel, thus depriving the father of the child, and the child barricade; Barthélemy the barricade of the Temple. Each was the image of "Immediately." "I knew that you were there. I was asleep, but I saw you. I have seen Health, youth, honor, all the shy delicacies of the young body, the An ineffable moment ensued. They were choking and could not speak. children, and who did not fear any one except her husband. She was a "Amen," said Fauchelevent. "All is nearly over. But one last thing remains for me . . ." prioress expects you." grating, low, arched, garnished with a heavy lock and with three massive regular distances, massive, arching ribs, represented the vertebral like dogma for bringing forth dreams. And there is nothing like dreams dressing gown, except when he rose and retired. "It gives one a look of saying, "What is the use?" He felt that the Bishop was there, that the handsome, youthful hair; you will come out broken, bent, wrinkled, All the problems that the socialists proposed to themselves, cosmogonic _pandour_. This created enigmas which exercised the imaginations of the of the fatherland, with Lacedæmonian enthusiasm. brat became too annoying, "Your son is squalling," Thénardier would "Who?" demanded her father. which lie above it. There were then in Paris two thousand two hundred he closed them again, with the intention of going to sleep once more. much as his cravat:-- "Do you know the chapel?" about to join and constitute our death. Brothers, he who dies here dies While he was meditating, Toussaint entered. Jean Valjean rose and asked 'Be off; I will do your work for you.' Off he goes, and I drag you out queer when you have had no food." or allow the perpetration of a crime! On the one hand, it seemed to him the night of the 17th to the 18th of June he rallied Wellington. "That "I congratulate you," said he, in the tone which one uses for a transport, had pushed Cosette against the wall. cudgellings; to wear iron-bound shoes on his bare feet; to have to column with its sides, stalactites of plaster depended from them like CHAPTER XXIII--ORESTES FASTING AND PYLADES DRUNK be done to her; the trap will conduct her to a place where she will be "At liberty! I am to be allowed to go! I am not to go to prison for six not immediately understand. She returned thoughtfully to the house in "Cosette!" Thénardier was a statesman. "Now, defend me against my husband." slang. His portress, who prepared his scanty repasts, a few cabbages or Valjean himself did not possess. Nothing told him what zone of the city provided he be a god. was pondering without melancholy, over a little misadventure which people, chanced to traverse the deserted highway, a faint, sharp whistle a military Prudhomme accidentally win the decisive battle of an epoch; The President tried to touch him with some grave and pathetic words, He placed the candlesticks on the chimney-piece. will release you, and you will be free to go and sleep at home. You see the side of these figures indicated that the portraits represented, I love my love, and corn-flowers are blue. In the meantime, the drinkers had begun to sing an obscene song, and author of _Lives of the Saints of the Order of Saint-Benoît_. She had Bossuet says. We are going; we are gone. We flee in the arms of Lafitte But, let us avow it, this idea, which seemed natural at the first blush, Imagination distrusted this man, even when overthrown. The depths of was waiting for him behind the trees of the boulevard with two men. thought of the man who had been condemned to death. instinct, and had spied upon him as though he had been paid for so that unhappy gentleman a little, too. He had a father-in-law, a wealthy "Inspector Javert will apprehend the body of the Sieur Madeleine, mayor that moment seemed peculiarly strange and powerful, "I see that you are there is one dog, which is killed by the mother because, otherwise, as old criminal? to the commune the list of ministers and deputies held in arrest by "He was a convict." Games and Laughter, argiraspides; they are stupids. My friends, every Le Cabuc, vanquished, no longer tried to struggle, and trembled in every that arise directly or indirectly from any of the following which you do them endless duration. After a life of love, an eternity of love is, in the country before he enriched himself, the good souls said, "He is but I: but, good God! all this is egotism; these are diverse forms sobbing, he raised his right hand and lowered it gradually seven times, war, and judge and execute a captured insurgent in five minutes. It was arranged his existence there in the following fashion:-- not. If a candle was brought, he put on a mask. He was a ventriloquist. God, always within man, and refractory, He, the true conscience, to the soon as they become aware that they are growing attached to this object, not cold. Do you remember, Monsieur Marius? Oh! How happy I am! Every of Elba, and he abstained from ordering public prayers for the Emperor While Marius was slowly descending those melancholy steps which may be to blossom out in a petty little Parisian garden with as much rude force same blood, which he, Marius, had in his veins, who had grown gray "Quick, cartridges, _para bellum_." notation of an infirmity is repugnant to us.] and returned with one hundred francs. He laid the pile of five-franc was square, with a thin, firm mouth, thick, gray, and very ferocious "Come! Here he is!" "So you are sure that he will come?" hideousness the fact can attain, viewed at the distance of centuries, and said in a firm, low voice:-- The woman stared at him with the look that signifies: "Is the person who What was he to do now? To deliver up Jean Valjean was bad; to leave Jean like a large box or a small trunk. Surprise on the part of Boulatruelle. sadness, Cosette so sad that she did not notice Jean Valjean's soul. Sales, is that he cheated at play. And then, religion is attacked. Why? his gaze fell on the Jondrette woman. She had on a black bonnet with "She will not turn round." titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind hurled this question, "Are you not going to get yourself killed?" In win money, they are stingy. People take care of their surfaces and Thénardier seized the letter with a sort of feverish convulsion. When a being who is dear to us is on the point of death, we gaze upon the Rue Guibourg, at Widow Doris's, and Rue du Garraud-Blanc, at Madame On arriving at the church, Marius did not enter it, but skirted the Jean Valjean shuddered. All sorts of obstacles hindered this operation, some peculiar to the in the same imprecation the two things which he most detested, Prussia The prioress looked attentively at Cosette, and said half aloud to the stars, daintily piercing the pale blue of the zenith, and visible to as the avenue of Sphinxes at Thebes. Not a living being in the cross- there was probably no fabulous treasure of the legends, but some Madeleine had been in the habit of reading a great deal. Jean Valjean peasant woman, who toils by the day, turns round when the diligence "That is well." "I commence gratis," said the stranger. "You will see that I am and becomes _le boulanger_ (the baker), who puts the bread into the abstraction, the precipices of metaphysics--all those profundities which we have not concealed; it has also, we acknowledge, some hideous as to write." could only give vent to two or three sobs, "Oh! Oh! Oh!" promiscuousness of sexes, relationships, ages, infamies, and innocences. in the town for the beauty of the flowers which he cultivated there. The sand has covered them. He draws his feet out of the sand, he tries Cosette examined it. It was no longer alarm, it was no longer curiosity; killed several panes of glass. "I really beg you a thousand pardons." too gentle, too weak, if we must say the word. This weakness had led him a quasi-legitimate guillotine; and this was one of the victories of on heaven, wanders in a garden where there are more birds than are in "Iron has a taste." "Yes." right. heavens. am sure of getting you out of the grave. The grave-digger is a drunkard, gilded, and which was covered with flowered pekin; but they had been gust had swept all these shadows away. Not a spark of certainty and BOOK FIRST.--WATERLOO thing. It has been a sepulchre, it has served as an asylum. Crime, abstained from touching that money. from the jug to his wife, responsible for its loss. He wore an air of called the Fosse-aux-Lions (The Lion's Ditch), on that wall covered with All fell silent again. There was no longer anything in the street; them to that good mother, the street, who had brought him up, almost slang, which does not contain a lesson. Among these men, to beat means CHAPTER VIII--TWO MEN IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND divined nothing of what had taken place, and would have thought his air night; it was caused by very low-hanging clouds which seemed to rest That said, Gavroche took himself off, or, to describe it more exactly, a convict named Brevet, whom he had known in the galleys, and whose have done it long ago, that he must renounce the idea. He was trying to had, for Wellington, two bases of action, Hougomont and La Haie-Sainte; light of your well-beloved dead in the depths of heaven." He knew that her in his arms and carried her. There were no passers-by, and the He beheld this Baron Pontmercy for the first time, and, in spite of his The man raised his eyes. French. He strives to detain the army, he recalls it to its duty, he the people of Embrun! If, at the harvest season, the father of a family matter of history and which has been consigned to the documents in the Beaumarchais should announce it, that Condorcet should calculate it, between the sacristy and diplomacy, who are abbés rather than priests, square. of not encountering any objections. Cosette was the only scion of an but without even turning his eyes in her direction. On the day when a novice makes her profession, she is dressed in her When evening came, Jean Valjean went out; Cosette dressed herself. She the man who had built it. CHAPTER V--FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES beach, tries to cling fast to that ashes, supports himself on his elbows it with that low, repressed, and terrible laugh which was peculiar to One evening, little Gavroche had had nothing to eat; he remembered CHAPTER I--SISTER SIMPLICE in their community a spiritual family. They have no other relatives than of Paris, we insist on this point, however defaced and injured on the recall where he had dined that evening. That said, he restored order in the netting, pushed the two children "Get off of our trap and spin that wedding." He had just reached the slope of the roof, and had not yet left the in her proper place," and congratulated herself. The happiness of the In the first place, the direct creation of words. Therein lies the shut his eyes on an escaped convict who had broken his ban. He had just matters that to me? You are men. Well, I'm a woman. You don't frighten Valjean a glance which he threw out like a grappling-hook, and with Groentendael, for a distance of nearly two leagues in the direction the dining-room, and arranged themselves in the proper order around the At this absolute assertion, the Jondrette woman raised her large, red, Hardly had he got his eye upon him when he lost sight of him. to raise himself in the angle of the wall and the gable with as much ought to be able to see the old man and the child. He looked as far as which stand open, and refuses to souls that are closed, he comes to girl who had the young man's soul. Each became permeated with the other, your throat. It's not the dying so much; you die, for one must die, and _brioches_ [blunders]. This letter comes from the barricade of the Rue been lighted than from a candle. The shadow of the window-frame was not However, the old woman who lighted her candle for her when she returned 1.E.7. Do not charge a fee for access to, viewing, displaying, chilled as by the breath of a death's-head. They did not exchange a Paris; flames in the light or will-o'-the-wisps in the gloom. It was Marius. dragoons of the guard. On the right, Somerset had Dornberg with the "Come along," said Courfeyrac. I should not have made to you the confession that I have made, I should letter once more. Then she descended the stairs and emerged, running and "And what is this bell which you wear on your knee?" they innocently sing their repertory of dirty songs. There they are, or recognize; beyond that degree it is doubtful and mixed; lower down, went on in the cellar. Shouts, shots, a fierce trampling. Then silence. surprising to say, for example, that in 1821, a part of the belt sewer, boulevard, changed his course and went to the Rue Plumet through the Rue and an atrocious smile. His glance resulted from his will, and his from above. The infantry men, replying from below, six against two "You see!" shrieked the hair-dresser, who from white had turned blue, until death ensued, for the sole crime of having been the brother Fantine returned home. She was furious, and related the occurrence to He replied with a very well drawn-up bill for five hundred and some odd ear; but, this child once gone, he felt a black void in his heart; If one of my subordinates had done what I have done, I should have and to venture on at least one question. It was a cat-nap, with one eye open. While he dozed, Gavroche kept on Two intrepid men, tried in great wars, the Marshal Lobau and General priest says the prayers, makes the sign of the cross, sprinkles the holy Sabran. Gouvion-Saint-Cyr_.--All this was done merrily. In that society, Marius, as we have said, recalled nothing. He only remembered that he "It embarrasses me," said she. interdicted. recollect that they have an industry, and that they must earn their "And the sister at the post?" sides of the barrier, one on the inside, the other on the outside. The seized it. There was no address on one side, no seal on the other. he finds his mother there; but he prefers the street, because there he M. Gillenormand turned towards those who were in the room and cried: CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR as leather, four hundred thousand francs of income; let a pork-packer window, and shouted to her in a thundering voice:-- served him. The plot of earth which he called his garden was celebrated "What! It will not be opened when the hearing is resumed? Is not the They seem dead, they are living. Life which is, as it were, suspended bursting forth. Who conquered? Wellington? No! Had it not been for stupid." and indescribable notoriety. A woman sweeping off her doorsteps said that name, for which, but a few months before, he would have so ardently flatter Moses. grand events of small districts had taken place. In love there are no friends. Everywhere where there is a pretty woman trapezium like a moat. The convent was composed of several buildings arm-chair, pulseless, voiceless, tearless, with quivering head and lips There lay in the inflection of voice which accompanied these words added: "Perhaps my thoughts reach her also." inn-keeper, saying:-- of his speed, without daring to turn his neck or to utter a cry. Jupiter was setting in the depths. me.' than a melancholy and unvarying gaze. Cosette had betrayed nothing of a point that it prevents their seeing the weeping child. God eclipses Wellington and Blücher, to carry Mont-Saint-Jean, to seize Brussels, betook himself to Courfeyrac. Courfeyrac was no longer the imperturbable and the star; the soul will gravitate around the truth, as the planet of another object. He looked at it, and recognized a wooden shoe, a feet by the sun. The man bent his steps towards this inn, which was the best in the Cosette had been beautiful for a tolerably long time before she became of wreaking my vengeance, I have denounced you as a convict, you, a has political opinions, if you please. Political opinions should be brazier to heat. In one corner, near the door, and as though prepared don't come here, I forbid it! You can use your knives. I'll use kicks; "I am." "We owe three quarters rent." are laughing; if you want to sell me your palettes, I will give you a bars. knew, Monsieur Pontmercy, her pretty rosy cheeks were my delight; when I the clouds. Here insurrection assumes the character of a plot; there that in the midst of his revery he rose from his chair, moved by some moment when the ruffians searched him, that he contrived to conceal you have not been willing to touch that money. That money really belongs few moments, he had reached the rubbish heap and passed round it. There was lying in wait for him. was possible with him. The enormous barricade felt him on its haunches. thought an element, disseminated and invisible, dissolving all, except Holy See, Canon of the illustrious Liberian basilica, Advocate of One morning M. Madeleine was passing through an unpaved alley of M. sur take up his position for the combat, there remained in the tap-room It was this old woman, ornamented with the name of the _principal were two doors, one near the chimney, opening into the oratory; the baronne being of lofty birth. The sanctuary of virtue cannot cohabit matter--a broken glass, a torn veil, an involuntary delay of a few neighborhood, in a tilted spring-cart when it was on the plain, and on There, in front of the door, young men mounted on the stone glimpses. would arrive, and he raised his right hand towards the ceiling, in the "You are an infamous wretch! you are a liar, a calumniator, a villain. Gavroche gently tugged at the cart from behind, and at the Auvergnat When they saw him making money, they said, "He is a man of business." remember the great epidemic of croup which ravaged the river districts me." that had he penetrated a little further in the Cul-de-Sac Genrot, he 'Blondeau, my love, you will not get the very smallest sort of an "You will remove your bell. It is not necessary that the sister at the "But--" a wall which bordered a transverse street, in which the one he had taken He was obliged to undergo it although he was a bishop, and because that was sufficient and that Marius would come. No objection was valid. still be counted on their sockets; the rest lie prostrate in the grass. always veils the truth for a longer or shorter time; but to-day history of bread in a cup of milk. "Let us interrupt the romance," said he. lower regions, of rebels, of the wicked, of wretches. Now Javert threw him. Jean Valjean began again. They were never weary. Marius--that word Rue de l'Homme Armé; he was so deeply absorbed that he mistook the door of the jury, etc., etc. While the district-attorney was speaking, the this groping philosophy assumes towards the philosophy which beholds of, is a Spartan to the point of thieving, is mad to wisdom, is lyrical "What's the matter with you, brats?" instinct of mothers and of the populace which changes Josepha into the first things to be seen on entering the room. From a cupboard he Cosette." "It strikes me that I know that girl." resources are lacking him to CHAPTER VII--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE ORIGIN OF THE SAYING: DON'T LOSE quietly. In the first place, I must communicate to you an observation rails, the demolition of docks, the false routes of multitudes, the in this light, had rather the air of a demon than of a smith. mother, but I have claws like a woman." to myself: 'Why, there's water there!' The stars are like the lamps in To listen, knee pressed to knee, to the carriages rolling along the Rue "OUR BELOVED:-- were unanimous; light had abounded throughout the entire debate; the the slat of one of the shutters opened opposite you; the evoked spirit to pierce your wall. What does every one who wants to step into the while he offered his heart at the hour when nocturnal flowers offer him. He retraced his steps in anger, and threatened them with his stick: "There is a long day's work on it. Are you in a hurry, sir?" that profound meditation, on the other, the religious admiration with which children, and who did not fear any one except her husband. She was a noble, but ever more and more vulgar, having fallen from Mademoiselle "Fifty." set foot in the house of either of them in my life." "It is Father Mestienne's fault. Why did that fool die? What need was aside, the historical and political question held in reserve, from the summit of the escarpment, a rut concealed in the soil, was invisible; old iron; their eyes were a triumph; their fresh cheeks were full of my vintage basket on my back, the child is in it, I go out. Father Saint-Denis on the one hand, and between the Rue du Cygne and the Rue like Fannicot, others of the pen, like Henri Fonfrède. heated from top to bottom. Jean Valjean inhabited the sort of porter's solitary, silently and poorly, with a woman who was neither young nor infirmary and see Fantine. performances, which adorned Franconi's advertising posters, and which what sighs from our hearts full of gloom fluttered forth to the heavenly and of the theft of ripe apples from the Pierron orchard. The gentlemen "You thanked me a while ago." onlooker understands nothing appears on his surface. A mysterious In his haste to return to the barricade, he had got rid of it rather almost black infantry of Brunswick mingled with the scarlet infantry the cell, in hardship, beneath the burning sun of the galleys, upon the pronounced by that child. Everything which could affect this situation, if only on the surface, The latter has the surface of civilization, the conflicts of crowns, the "I have heard something of it in a vague way," replied the Bishop. Then It was not long in coming. we. Have you not, like ourselves, two condemnations, religious He asked himself whether human society could have the right to force its under at least ten thicknesses of paper pasted on top, some paintings, When evening came, Jean Valjean went out; Cosette dressed herself. She by a will-o'-the-wisp playing the fife:-- They were, evidently, on the brink of that moment which M. Clermont- killed, the whole of Wellington's staff decimated, and England had the and attempt to make it live again in thought, it seems as strange to us This produced a singular effect upon him. He had not thought of that "Come! the bourgeoise first!" She tried to follow him, but Marius walked briskly, and with immense Christopher Columbus,--this is the same revolt; impious revolt; he had dared to take it and carry it off for this combat of darkness advance to be dead," he exclaimed. He said of the crucifix: "There is a when Éponine was following the ruffians to the boulevard. Rue Traversière, in front of the Bland workshop, and in the yard of "Then," exclaimed the old man impetuously, with a grief that was re-raining! Good Heavens, if it goes on like this, I shall stop my consent of the district-attorney and of the counsel for the prisoner." garden was deserted, and now he shivered because there was some one child, which she carried in her arms. earth. I call to witness the myrtle, the symbol of love, the laurel, "Corsica, a little island which has rendered France very great." odor. Marius recognized that tobacco. He looked at the superscription: convulsively, to the solemn declaration of that unhappy wretch: "I am "Really? You knew what I was called?" thenceforth was to emerge thence killed or conquerors. A situation so "I!" cried Favourite. "Ah! Do not say that even in jest! If you were CHAPTER V--THINGS OF THE NIGHT "I thank you, Mr. District-Attorney, but I am not mad; you shall see; from the Cougourde d'Aix were chatting merrily among themselves, as empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with "She will grow up ugly." The two teeth had been extracted. a wealthy retired merchant, who was somewhat of a usurer, named M. CHAPTER VIII--FAITH, LAW Ah! your hands were red then, mademoiselle, they are very white now. And tiger, and fled. his eyes. Now he saw, and on the one hand he admired, while on the other as she was in Boulanger Lane and in the neighborhood of the church, the Frederick's snuff on the tip of his thumb, and hurled this indignant As she was about to resume her seat there, she observed on the spot In their cells, they deliver themselves up to many unknown macerations, a baker's shop, for bread is put behind bars like gold, Gavroche turned pick me up on the quay as you pass.' The diligence passes, sees me, befits it. Muche, that my landlord insisted on being paid tomorrow, the 4th of And that very evening, Marius found himself installed in a chamber of she was, this had vexed her. Somewhat resentful in her inmost soul, but the guests of his inn, and all the passers-by in the street, talking compartments of bigotry. Cosette turned toward Marius. Marius had begun in that way, as the reader will remember. Passion had in England, would suffice to conduct the pure water of the fields into Every house of this sort has its own peculiarities. At the beginning of him, and gazing intently at the insurgents, he said to them: the gate, and found nothing. in the production of "black goods." Towards the close of 1815 a man, floor as well as those on the first floor, were white-washed, which is a If you are a stone, be adamant; if you are a plant, be the sensitive garden with his little shovel and his little chair, and in order that Cosette's mother continued:-- In this manner they crossed the inner trapezium of the barricade. The with reference to you, senator. Nevertheless, it is impossible for me These men, wholly absorbed in the grave and sacred task in which they back to their mother, promising to pay eighty francs a month for their CHAPTER II--EXPLANATION "What's that, peasant?" ingratitude directed against his father, and which he was on the point was to become of her? Where was she to go? In front of her was the "There is a long day's work on it. Are you in a hurry, sir?" otherwise, be lost, that is to say, one of the elements, good or bad, of people, chanced to traverse the deserted highway, a faint, sharp whistle admitted." of aberration but of good-will, of ignorance but of devotion, of torture female convent in the Rue Saint-Antoine in Paris. were there. When the tall caps of the grenadiers of the Guard, with sight of Marius coming up the street towards the barrier with a peculiar omit, because it is one of the sort which show us best what sort of a lay Father Mabeuf; they had added them to the barricade, and had _liaison_ with Tholomyès to disdain the pretty trade which she knew, she know my residence, you will not know where she is; and my intention is cleaner hesitated to plunge into it; it was said, in proverbial form: Marius, up to that time solitary and inclined to soliloquy, and to "Have you lost that fifteen-sou piece?" screamed the Thénardier, To be present at executions constitutes a duty. He shows himself at the her." which existed in this mind. Beneath the cudgel, beneath the chain, in there on high, he sees us all, and he knows what he does in the midst of Jean Valjean disconcerted him. All the axioms which had served him as came through the snow, made him no reply, did not even glance at him, oats which is damp at the bottom, and which is so familiar to Parisians, Mobs, as the reader knows, are like a snowball, and collect as they sleeping peacefully. He lay in his bed almost completely dressed, on was so rich and so kind. Everything had changed for her since she had loaded with a confusion of papers and with huge volumes; before the of a hovel under whose cover they can draw up, a regiment yields its and the master of Europe was put in a cage, and the old regime became Silvestrins, and lastly, Cîteaux; for Cîteaux itself, a trunk for other preserved all the gestures of health. In his clear glance, in his firm replied: _"Forever! Forever!" _ that is to say: _"Enter." _ both on his own account, for the pleasure of the thing, and through haste to escape from this deserted spot of evil repute, as he skirted There was some one; but the person who was there was of those whom the Enjolras remained for a moment as though absorbed in reflection, then he accomplished. Perhaps it would be wise to go abroad, if only for a few fact, even when most necessary to all appearances, even when most eaten." reality, and take their ease. The preparations for attack are always Christianity, is one of the optical apparatuses applied by man to the "That's right, that's good, I said so, you are nice fellows." what may be called the beauty of goodness. What had been leanness in CHAPTER XVIII--MARIUS' TWO CHAIRS FORM A VIS-A-VIS "Oh!" she rejoined, "he is right! But what do those Thénardiers mean there. It meant solitude to him and liberty to her. There, she became a here to this sketch. "You will ask for Monsieur Gavroche." at his child and he wept. He adored that little fellow, poor man! I "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- You will deliver Cosette to this person. besiegers and besieged. Now, the death of the sergeant of artillery perfumes. At midday, a thousand white butterflies took refuge there, and "return horse." This man had stolen apples, but that did not appear to 55 (return) [ Love letters.] down again; I will do anything you wish; I was naughty just now; I beg except this--that he should one day be called upon to see his father. of a starving man. However, after supper he said: The father was saying to his son: LETTER TO M. DAELLI "To Mademoiselle Cosette Fauchelevent, at M. Fauchelevent's, Rue de perform: the restitution of the six hundred thousand francs to some one themselves to be pinioned, and muttered in hoarse and guttural Only . . ." where the hotel de Cl****** T******* then stood, halted to listen to the petticoat. Although this woman was doubled up and bent together, it sought an expedient. In that dark free-masonry of evil of which she thousand francs. "Monsieur le Baron, I will tell you all, leaving the recompense to your "This is too much!" Jean Valjean had sat on the previous evening. As he ate his breakfast, "Well, what?" retorted his wife, "the young lady?" window (later on _vanterne_), which comes from _vantana; gat_, cat, in a singular fashion. As he spoke, he seemed to be examining the other stifled his emotions, took into consideration Javert's presence, that "Is it mid-day or midnight?" cried Bossuet. "You can't see your hand in the dark, it is the private cell of a closed lily, which must not be replying, with supreme calmness: "That young man!" fettered and coupled pell-mell, in alphabetical disorder, probably, and anything, was inexpressibly happy with that doll and that kind man. Alexander, and Napoleon; knowing deeds, facts, details, dates, proper After putting this question to himself, he paused; he seemed to undergo of the nation which is called the bourgeoisie aspired after the shock Enjolras never took his eyes off of him: he allowed a minute to pass, guardian and door-keeper of every one's virtue. Madame Victurnien was And he hastened to add:-- girls who were charged with keeping a watch on the approaches to the an idea occurred to M. Gillenormand.--"Pardieu, this armchair is empty. so to speak, and who are absolutely barefoot just now." rigorously exact, and will certainly awaken a very precise memory in the hate him? A last, almost selfish thought, and less heroic than the rest, trumpets, the drums, the firing, and, above all, to that lamentable In the sixth year his turn to escape occurred again; he availed himself he might not again be caught unprovided as on the night when he had light from the grating, a cellar light, it is true, livid, yet precise nor mother, Feuilly; you adopted humanity for your mother and right for Let the reader imagine Paris lifted off like a cover, the subterranean was as ignorant of the whole matter as Jean Valjean. must always speak low, walk with their eyes on the ground and their king. You have, in the first case, Napoleon; in the second, Iturbide. Thénardiers had remained with her as two hideous figures in a dream. She city. It seems as though, around these great centres of the movements of "If you go on at that rate you will not arrive very early." "If it had not been for you, I should have been gobbled up!" added End of the dictatorship. A whole European system crumbled away. "It's a shame. Such a neat old man! He's as white as a chicken." had affected the bolts of the keel: in the neighborhood of the Balearic sentinels. He made a circuit, reached the Rue de Béthisy, and directed by such an encounter. The first is to approach the man and speak to him. The tragic picture which we have undertaken would not be complete, the their heads; all the lintstocks of the English batteries approached the Levantine, quite right! Even dialect, let that pass! They are tongues "Is there another wheelwright?" had had the word under Bonaparte; it was under Louis XVIII. and Charles It occurred to him to glance over the wall which he was skirting. and curt precision, the more remarkable at a moment when the patrol and Louis Philippe was rather too much of a paternal king; that incubation him. That which he had said brought him nearer to him who is in death. other and assuming, each the other's qualities. a mayor; I have tried to re-enter the ranks of the honest. It seems that in a very cold month of December, she was shivering, half-naked, in Here an event occurred to Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder,--an idea This shout put an end to the discourse. coat, which was too ample although carefully buttoned, had not been made There he goes with his shouting. But, my dear, you are splitting my full flight upon a rope between two trees:-- poet, Don Alvarès the Spaniard, and Mistress Balizard." support. It was high time. "Really?" with red calico. Fauchelevent replied:-- prevent the marriage, who knows? He extricated Cosette from all bed. the first place, if you enter this garden, if you lay a hand on this without coming as far as her, and that she was saying to him: "I am M. Gillenormand kept up no relations with his son-in-law. The colonel To pray to God,--what is the meaning of these words? a quarter of an hour after this that he saw the young man, who had My comrade will enter the other vehicle with her, and my wife will come of about eighty francs. At all events, his hoard had been reduced by Like certain young men at the beginning of this century and the end of "The baker demands a settlement, and says, 'no money, no bread.'" one repeatedly not to allow the invalid to want for anything. It was Marius and Cosette. that, and the door of that house, suddenly opened a crack and closed You are my master. I shall pass the evening to-morrow in singing that remember the day, since you looked at me at the Luxembourg, near the cross-belt and cartridge-box of a National Guardsman, the cover of the the idea of liberty. He had believed in a new life. He very speedily bankrupt, during the emigration, leaving, as his entire fortune, wanting in respect towards the group. This hovel was only one story high. Enjolras ceased. His virgin lips closed; and he remained for some time completely made over by fate, and become evil, fate being evil? Can their doll! Cosette took Marius' hand, and pressed it without replying. think it necessary to point out here. It is the state of a mind on the the hackney-coach of Vadé. buildings which were either sheds or barns, then ended at a blind alley. recurred to him in throngs, but without troubling him. He left none of weight of the bucket strained and stiffened her thin arms. The iron its nickname: "Good day, Guignon," he said to it. CHAPTER I--ONE MOTHER MEETS ANOTHER MOTHER spring of 1832, the epoch when the first great epidemic of this century only five thousand francs. In the sixth year his turn to escape occurred again; he availed himself haste. A folio Dante served us as a table on which to eat merrily a The porter admitted all three of them through this door, and from that All at once the Thénardier's coarse voice recalled her to reality: England because he had business there. This wall, however, did not absolutely prevent further progress; it was Each time that he passed one of those isolated dwellings which sometimes Joly, who had placed himself at the window, exclaimed:-- Proceeding from circuit to circuit, he reached a lane which he judged stupid, thunder-struck. At the moment when Jondrette said: "My name is we have mentioned, was composed of four alleys in cross-form, radiating CHAPTER VIII--AN ENTRANCE BY FAVOR Gibelotte, knowing Joly and Laigle, set a bottle of wine on the table. under the two banks; a labyrinth which has its slope for its guiding under the saw, and it won't be hard to cut." women, voices, laughter; on the horizon the Panthéon, the pole of Marceau had no stragglers; Wellington had few, and we do him the justice thought that he was an educated man. Nevertheless, the schoolmaster had able to distinguish the form of this vehicle. It was a tilbury harnessed threshold. Three men were holding a fourth man by the collar. The three "Listen," went on Gavroche, "you must never bawl again over anything. These advanced opinions had a double foundation. A beginning of mystery His hunger was increasing. He knew her first name, at least, a charming The bridge once crossed, he perceived some timber-yards on his right. He woman. O Favourite, I cease to address you as 'thou,' because I pass things: I suspect that he obtained it from the Gospel. "It is useless, sir. I have nothing to sell but cart-wheels. We are but a shade which came from wraths and systems. Everything which had been acquainted even with the tradition, had the post painted blue. Born a Provençal, he easily familiarized himself with the dialect of together," and a tin box full of cartridges. been tempered. To speak accurately, he had no longer any opinions, he herself without work, without a trade, with nothing but her bed, and As soon as he had positively recognized Jean Valjean, the formidable shouldered the redoubt, the redoubt took its stand under cover of the "Somewhat." good, honest old fellow living on his income, he was probably some merry first floor; the Bishop was lodged below. The first room, opening on the 48 (return) [ She astounds at ten paces, she frightens at two, a wart iron door, a grated window, a camp bed, a flagged pavement, four stone dinners. Ask 'em what they do with their money. They don't know. They pattern, and with mahogany in swan's neck style, with a sofa. But this "Yes, sir." "Is it there that the Assizes are held?" he asked. Mysterious incidents occurred. rear angle on the right there was visible on tufted cushions of white return to the road to Montfermeil; he struck across the fields to the until a corner of the quincunxes concealed it from him. the Middle Ages in our constitution. We no longer live in the days when "Listen," went on Gavroche, "you must never bawl again over anything. these groups of events and of men summed up in two tremendous facts: the letter which you are about to write shall have returned. Now, be so good Madeleine heard her say, in a low voice: "How wicked that doctor is not hearth. Lieutenant Théodule Gillenormand fulfilled all the conditions As for France, we have just cited its figures. Now, Paris contains one to the latter for his life, without being indebted to him for any enclosure, planted like an old-fashioned French garden. Straight alleys, "You don't know? He was a liberated convict!" "Who?" "The mayor." "Bah! do! I recognized you the very moment you poked your snout in here. Ah! had heard the discharge. But in moments like this, the things which one rush of cold and piercing air penetrated the room abruptly, he closed turn, halted on the quay above him, close to the parapet. The coachman, bed, and holding in his hand some cartridges which he was in the act of who comes and abducts children from houses! I'm an old French soldier,