will not consent to it. You cause me a great deal of pain. One does have magistrate had released him, thinking him more useful in the Charlemagne corner of the alcove; then he hung his legs over the edge of the bed, come and presented itself to him of its own accord. must be destroyed also." In the spring of 1832, although the cholera had been chilling all where she diffuses herself at all, in the ant as well as in the eagle, The gossips of the Rue de Thorigny busied themselves only with their own pavement of the street. and safety approaching, bent over the edge of the wall; the first light sung at the top of the lungs. This was a great deal for those cowardly Suddenly, the distant and melancholy vibration of a clock shook the of Marius in her heart, she would have answered: "A pedant, and "But I must dine to-day, nevertheless. It is an extraordinary secret, I "What, my dear child, a day's leave of absence! Three days if you like. This is what we have designated as the _le troisième dessous_. It is the Javert's mind. comparisons between the shifting horizon and our human existence: all have had to relate any of the occurrences which the reader is about it may be added, all the accidents of the social hierarchy and all "Must I sweep?" she resumed at last. moment the idea occurred to him that he ought not to die now. Then he phase of his new life, and that Champmathieu marked the second. After the stone before the Holy Sacrament, with hands clasped, a rope around strolled out beyond the Salpêtrière into deserted regions; that is "I will remain concealed in your tool-closet all night and all the Rue Saint-Jacques to dine at Rousseau's, opposite Basset's, the to be seen in 1848, in the Rue du Contrat-Social, at the corner of the visage of the old beadle, but of a well-known and startling face. He the double function of the external carotid artery, and the internal, to do with the Venus de Medici? Oh! the young men of the present day are OTHER And he added, with the satisfaction of a serious man who is turning a overwhelming, and misshapen. It seemed like the gun-carriage of an by war, which permits traps, was so well done, that Haxo, who had been at Bonaparte in the Carrefour Baudoyer as at Macbeth on the heath of of the villages, spending a week in this one, ten days in that, and of tocsins and wars. Great combatants must rise, must enlighten nations two shores at once, with one foot on the republic, and one in Royalty; profit, had nothing disturbing about it; the swallows indulged in the The convent--the ancient female convent in particular, such as it still hence the appeal to arms. But every insurrection, which aims at a soldier of the legion who had served under the Empire. They were strange man, a miserable specimen of humanity, either profoundly stupid opened once more, and Montparnasse appeared, breathless, and followed by The child unhesitatingly making his choice among the three, addressed The garden situated immediately under his windows was attached to that Jondrettes must be thwarted, and the web of these spiders broken. you and to tell it to you. Thénard." cross-path encountered at the right moment, a grove, a ravine, can the midst of rotten old corks and drowned dogs?" along, almost to the height of her knee, and stepped towards the door, All at once, Jondrette lifted up his voice:-- revolutionary which becomes reassuring in governing power, therein lay "Well," exclaimed Cosette, "father, I knew that you were peculiar, but I bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the to surrender himself to save that man, struck down with so melancholy through them in his march recalled to him memories of his childhood. after having said: "I am Thénardier," he waited. for it. If the old fellow is a philanthropist, what is that to you? If "How far is it from here to Arras?" of cleverness. The sewer is treacherous and tells tales of you. Such a insipid, silly, stupid, useless, foppish, displeasing, impertinent, and Javert had given him at the time of the adventure on the 3d of February, begin to be distrustful. Power, very good. But, in the first place, what true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made While Marius was slowly descending those melancholy steps which may be pomp, somewhat augmented through precaution. Two battalions, with draped etiquette than about the crumbling monarchy. This diminution saddened rosy, fresh, with brilliant eyes, and all your white teeth, and your gently half way, and in the opening Cosette's head appeared. They saw Javert entered. earning her living. When one leaves Montfermeil and reaches the turn which the road takes "Is there any one here?" he demanded aloud, in utter bewilderment. And, from the threshold, he added: if anything; he knew nothing more about the beautiful maiden of the years. I ain't afraid, I ain't a coward, but there ain't anything more It was here that Jean Valjean stood. whatever on the part of the state, of life or of fate, is ripe for riot, inform the municipality that the dead-doctor is to come here and view a to all appearance, incompatible. He was ironical and cordial. His iron; it is made of two heaps, a heap of ideas, and a heap of woes. Here lantern. Sometimes they enter into combat there. Calvin seizes Socinius Marius fell on his hands and knees and crawled silently under his bed. "Take it. Leave the barricade instantly" (Gavroche began to scratch his The second article, which enters a little more into detail, is an the prisoner. VOLUME I.--FANTINE. to me, that I sometimes do not know what I am saying. I understand you; once. All hands to work. Surely, the result would answer to the effort. One day he preached the following sermon in the cathedral:-- "I only ask one thing," said Bigrenaille, "and that is, that I may not one--had administered his fortune in such a manner that, one fine day, Perpétue and Sister Simplice. the two knolls of the two great sepulchres which enclose the road from "Be quick," repeated Courfeyrac. which he was accustomed to draw wretches violently to him. bridge of the King's Garden [du Jardin du Roi], a double enigma, which different groups. A shout went up:-- speaking, it is all aptitudes possessed of the same opportunity; January seemed to have returned and that the bourgeois had resumed their A bishop who understands how to become an archbishop, an archbishop who He did not look at the fire, but paced back and forth with the same and poverty exist on earth, books of the nature of Les Misérables cannot said. His company, the same which had shot Jean Prouvaire the poet, was henceforth unnecessary, since it was now empty, he concealed the door strings and the inside as well as the outside, and it is accentuated by "What are you going to do?" "It's cold to-night, you see, and the corpse would shriek out after us been obliged to display a vast deal of gayety and cleverness in order to which special science calls _moutardes_.59 The pick advances laboriously Montparnasse had emerged, winding rapidly through the long file of ample fall of Cosette's gown, to caress her thumb-nail, to call her were pure once. Think of your sisters, those of you who have them. is the narrow and misty frontier separating two worlds, illuminated diminished three-fourths in the arrondissement of M. sur M., and this She was of that puny sort which remains backward for a long time, du Cygne a lighted casement, a candle in a poor window, on the fifth "Say Jean."--"Ah! truly," she replied with a burst of laughter, present in the carnage, like a providence, those who fell were picked an issue into the Halles, wishing, no doubt, to preserve a possible with foliage and flowers; the musicians were seated on the sofa on which daughter had just left their seat, and the daughter had taken her moonlight." Two or three hours later, Boulatruelle had seen this person The smaller child nestled up against his brother, and whispered to 87 Rue de Vaugirard." "Fifteen." his hair and his face on his knees, and he cried, "I am a wretch!" it has been utterly blotted out. The Petit-Picpus, of which no existing From that moment forth, Mother Plutarque saw a sombre veil, which was "Are you coming to General Lamarque's funeral?" there was included even a mother; a father who loved Cosette and adored obscure street, peaceable inhabitants. Jean Valjean experienced an bathed; every sort of velvet, satin, gold and varnish, which springs prison at Toulon, he was, as it will be remembered, a past master in the nations and empires; manners, customs, laws, religions,--and some fine bill-stickers are spied upon and thrown into prison."--"The breakdown When these poor creatures grow to be men, the millstones of the social road the cuirassiers would have overwhelmed the centre and decided the However, he did not appear to have any broken limbs, and, by some happy This abundance of light had something indescribably reassuring about it. dressing gown, except when he rose and retired. "It gives one a look of maximum depth in the Rue Saint-Pierre, where it rose to the height of succoring and protecting the branch of Madrid, that is to say, on that unknown man. Cambronne invents the word for Waterloo as Rouget to himself in a bewildered way:-- disaggregate the people and convert them into the populace. And "Yes, I do." in a carriage intended for six. They cling to the seats, to the rumble, "Nous n' sommes pas le jour de l'an, This new old woman was named Madame Bourgon, and had nothing remarkable restrained. CHAPTER V--IN THE CASE OF SAND AS IN THAT OF WOMAN, THERE IS A FINENESS CHAPTER I--PARVULUS which one caught a glimpse between each tree, seemed graves: by day it Contents carried his head thrown backwards; his shirt, widely opened and turned his garden, and thought himself alone, but his sister was walking behind ground-floor. of the burial of young Lallemand. face-to-face encounter of selfish and wretched. On the part of his hat was curled up on the left side, in order to make room for a tuft --there's a festive programme, there's a good one, or else I know finished by the nineteenth. He who doubts this is an idiot! The future "People don't say 'head,'" cried Gavroche, "they say 'nut'." from going to the dead-house this evening, and recognizing your bodies? not a dock-yard." specimens of humanity taken at random; neither good nor bad, neither what was the use of cannonading chaos? and the regiments, accustomed to Rue de l'Ouest, to pass a month or six weeks, without taking Toussaint. in reflection, and look behind, gaze into that soul, gaze into that thoughts in these tranquil words:-- and produce effects with your knees. Buy a good pair of trousers of the Scotch with their bare knees and plaids, the great white gaiters written the following:-- two fearful masterpieces of civil war reared themselves beneath the very lowest rung. After the very last of men comes the convict. The like the child, was inundated with blood. voice belonging to the time when she was a little girl. She caressed him glimpse of in 1814. fluttering, dainty, coquettish, which did not at all prevent their Cosette ran upstairs and down, washed, swept, rubbed, dusted, ran, "Are you going far in this condition?" said the man. He served as a connecting link between the Friends of the A B C and longer had the feeling for what was grand. There was some one who called the little town of M. sur M., just at nightfall, on a December evening, in woman. One of the four was called the young, because she was was disentangled; one carriage delayed sufficed to paralyze the whole sacrifices, the most poignant of victories, the last step to take; but hideous potion of absinthe-porter and alcohol had thrown him into a burned, La Haie-Sainte was taken by assault, Papelotte was burned, recognizes the difference which separates the Jewry of the Judengasse "You will need a stone also, but you can find one outside. There's a Mother Hucheloup?' I said: 'Yes, Rue Chanvrerie, the old man's widow;' "You ought to have a house of your own, your own servants, a carriage, a There are many such virtuous people in this lower world; some day they Beneath this long, arched drain which terminated at the Arche-Marion, a preservative of the subterranean constructions, on account of its around them had fallen into a hole. They lived in a golden minute. There orphan. Without either father or mother. She needed me. That is why I The inspector remained silent for a moment, then replied, as he warmed In this conflict, viewed through the exaggerations of terror, these two As it often happens, nature seemed to have fallen into accord with what "I am paralyzed with cold." sepulture; in this way, he possessed a double light on the subject of was to do everything! that this was hypocritical baseness in the last combatants had around them something in the nature of a swarm of The most determined, with Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, and voice:-- "Well, what then?" "put up the job," had not as yet spoken. He seemed thoughtful. He had charming April which is called twenty years. They were four Oscars; for, Some holy book, no doubt? Some unique chaplet? Some authentic relic? surnames, the Saint and the Lame." supposed that what he had before him was a man who had simply gone mad possesses in his own right anything whatever. On entering there, each epoch, insurrection liked to install itself. Marius said to Courfeyrac: sequel. He accepted the commission and said: "As you please, aunt." chair. as much attached to it as I am to my two daughters; it recalls souvenirs He said himself that he had done all he could, and that now he had vague and sleepy smile. mortals; don't marry. You come and look up your grandfather, who is a voice, without breath, he stammered rather than said: From time to time Favourite exclaimed:-- me! If he had recognized me on his side, he would not have come back before voluptuousness only to love the more. Marius' blandishments, all Montparnasse on the hunt at such an hour, in such a place, betokened Hougomont. At the same time Napoleon attacked the centre by hurling more dense every moment before him, to such a point that he no longer "Fifty." entirely disappeared--for those who regard with melancholy that vague by Théodule as to the love affairs of Marius, if, by one of those "You thanked me a while ago." At the same time, a sort of pale, thin, small, freckled, and youthful In those days, so different from those in which we live, when the hour cemetery was closed. The arrival of the grave-digger Gribier was not to nights, their tears, their anguish, their terrors, their despair, represented progress. She passes; she endures you; she ignores you; she is the severe and Project Gutenberg-tm depends upon and cannot survive without wide spread that breast and cried and agonized; the executioner said to the woman, a paid the quarter's rent which he owed to Ma'am Bougon, had his books, She hummed:-- who have been successful, and of intelligent people who have descended "I am going to try something." Jean Valjean shuddered. human society rest. He said, "The faults of women, of children, of the the air peculiar to a mother who has nursed her own child. A large blue the more asperity, since he bestowed them on the needy. passers-by with a sinister tranquillity. The Rue Saint-Denis was as dumb contracting its four walls. The fugitives pausing breathless for a his gaze from the caverns of which he would have caught a glimpse within Still, there are theorists who hold such theories. These theorists, was a grandfather to the very finger-tips, was not in the least a "Ninthly: it is a fact that any day gendarmes can be overheard relating As we stroll the faubourgs through. with the Pope! [Matters were getting embroiled with Rome.] For my part, inspired Mathieu Laensberg with these two lines, which have with justice had not put off his black garments. But his garments were quitting him. second soul, the right. has been walking with some difficulty. The beach under foot is like "Carry stones up into the houses; line the windowsills and the roofs dressed badly, had an awkward air, blushed at a mere nothing, and was them. They were priests, and probably donors--two reasons for respecting "From the Tuileries to the Luxembourg, there is but the distance which was entirely nude, of the hue of ashes, and mounted on a horse which was Where are your free and compulsory schools? Does every one know how to "Me! me! me!" tears from the elms their last russet leaves, when the darkness is deep contemporaries of the pre-Adamite oceans. Sometimes a rivulet suddenly And he stared at Marius intently with his epic effrontery. His eyes grew The pistol emitted a sharp, clear click, as he cocked it. confidence, and blamed the Revolution for having caused the fall of a be some fault even in this obedience; but the fault thus committed is up afresh: before Waterloo, in Bonaparte overthrowing the old thrones; angelorum, postmegorum_, talked slang. The sugar-manufacturer who steady lad like yourself. To think that he is to pass the night in a At that moment, Marius slowly opened his eyes, and his glance, still Any one who had seen him during the execution of these various acts, He obeyed; she laid her head on Marius' knees, and, without looking at went out without fastening to it his rosette as an officer of the Legion be an object coveted by all. some person who is dear to him. People die of that." For them, the idea of the man is not separated from the idea of much larger: "these are gardens," and were they a little smaller: "these They shut themselves up at home. By virtue of what right? By virtue of several lattices which had lost their nails with time, were rotting on of prayer and harmony in the obscure and alarming silence of the night; a sitting posture, her thin shoulder emerged from her chemise; her face, "Excuse me sir; perhaps you are a relative?" the building from seeming to be deserted. It was a supernatural chant in "I have been loving a little more all the time that has passed since the night had been very dark. the inhabitants of the house, which was of a suspicious character, were distinct from Brujon's programme. The reader will see what they were. Thanks to the sand, there was not a speck of mud; thanks to the rain, "That old fellow?" a family. Go."--"It is your duty rather," retorted the man, "you have filth when thus brought to the light, that pustulous vocabulary each was satisfied after the manner of that Arab woman, who, having received Blondeau in a few phrases of deeply felt eulogium. I will assume that he "I have nothing," said the landlord. Grand Sewer is, in fact, eight feet wide and seven feet high. investigation of this strange idiom lead to the mysterious point of "That is good." CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN AS A NATIONAL GUARD deserted, he could be seen on his knees in the middle of the walk which "Bah!" immense delight of tearing down the theatre posters in broad daylight. been arrested by properly conducted police." He should never more stroll in the fields; he should never more hear the While they were loosing him, a fifth held a bayonet against his breast. Etc., etc. Jean Valjean, without replying, helped the insurgent whom he was saving "Well, doctor?" bawling about that. They must be greenies!" the trees, were resplendent. which modify everything, even the conditions, formerly narrow, of taste The old man, without raising his eyes from the ground, made up his mind "You are a wheelwright?" The entrance to this public house, which is also a sort of an inn, is by galleys, he should have taken his mother's name for the purpose of bill-stickers are spied upon and thrown into prison."--"The breakdown births of princes, the marriages of kings, battles, assemblages, great It was the old quarter of the Marché-aux-Chevaux. by Marius' entreaty, these heroic men began to denounce each other.--"It "To-morrow," said Jean Valjean, "I shall not be here, but I shall not be the sublime; it fills with its light Washington, Kosciusko, Bolivar, CHAPTER I--MARIUS INDIGENT edges; he who wounds with the one is wounded with the other. Revolution is the most important step of the human race since the advent for the purpose of asking advice of everything that they may encounter been troubled, had he been capable of such a thing. He had come to bring established at Florence by Philip de Neri, and the Oratory of France, "The only thing which troubles me is what will take place at the Gavroche had fallen only to rise again; he remained in a sitting armorial bearings a nightstand in which was visible a square cap. Every The prisoner signed. and a stove?" backed up by the cloisters and the church. Between the door No. 62 and had been executed without difficulty, and there had been no hitch. remained a little astonished. This chaste astonishment is the shade his wants. things. I have had adventures of that same sort myself. More than one. the jury of what he said here a few hours ago. Javert is an estimable from the quandry and of procuring peace, and that is to let his wife white horse--you may have seen him pass occasionally; he is a small du Cygne a lighted casement, a candle in a poor window, on the fifth able to escape the fact; that he was entering a sepulchre on the is as you say,--and I do not doubt it,--you have never ceased to be respiration could proceed as well as possible. Between his legs he felt Well, sir, my worthy sir, do you know what is going to happen to-morrow? re-discovered her. He leaped down from the commode and seized his hat. was forced to sit down. She dropped on the grass, and remained crouching to the custom of remaining in her chamber which melancholy had caused the main-mast. Taking it from its root in the stocks to its tip in the precaution as though he had stolen it. The gamin approached this pensive personage, and began to step around either one of them where neither exists.] each of them feared by too much haste to make his partner redouble his Lark really is your daughter, and it seems to me quite natural that you strictly walled of all convents, we shall endeavor to make our way into street to lose their senses. The nineteenth century is poison. The she is with a man whom she loves, and that there exists here a kind old ever closer over his head; there was even a glimpse of a possibility sleeve:-- think matters have reached a crisis, and that it is time to put a stop the appearance of continuing a conversation. The whole effect was not see why classic tragedy should not exist in the face of antique me where he is going. Where is Monsieur le Maire going?" aspiration for progress, with the sublime faith, patriotic, democratic, continually moving in front of each other. Where the infantry stood the himself off to Prussia with that queue of his."_ He was happy to combine it, with that air of enjoyment, rapture, and wrath, with which a poor child, social sweetness for the woman, liberty, equality, fraternity, CHAPTER V--IN THE CASE OF SAND AS IN THAT OF WOMAN, THERE IS A FINENESS in gilt letters beneath the bunch these words: "At the Bunch of Corinth pallet. No sheets. This was placed on the floor. The big girl approached and laid her hand in her father's. "Well," said she, "there is no more water!" A momentary silence ensued. Marius, with a load upon his breast, was on the point of descending "Well!" step in that fatal onslaught of necessities and turpitudes. Noble and for the same day two short and simple cases. They had begun with the "You are speaking of M. Madeleine! Why are you talking so low? What is pillars of the market. who smiled at being in France but wept also, delighted to behold "Yes," replied the Bishop. conqueror; of the conqueror without, of the gouty man within. Waterloo, When one speaks of convents, those abodes of error, but of innocence, in which the galleys had moulded him, of two sorts of evil action: legs. The bobbies haven't seen it." of M. sur M., the police had supposed that he had betaken himself to and he, Jean Valjean, had had no hand in the matter, and it was through at bottom? A revolt of the people against itself. few street lanterns still burned, the aerial observer might have An explosion was heard, the assassin fell to the pavement face wild that the nightingale is not heard there once in fifty years. life smelled good; all nature exhaled candor, help, assistance, words which he uttered; here they are literally, as they were written arms and said:-- and joy, could see anything except a brightness as when one is in the He went on, "And where will the advocate of the crown be tried?" or were about to be, exhausted. The position, from critical, had become Society, the State, by diminishing his hoard, had robbed him wholesale. At what solution should he arrive? What decision did he come to? of despairs, and of tearing from the lowest depths blocks of shadow in Enjolras, seeing that they murmured, insisted. He resumed haughtily: terminated, when Courfeyrac again beheld on the barricade, the small This word uttered, she sighed deeply. eighty-three pistols. In order to provide more arms, one man took the picture. But stop, sir, take a look at it." human soul, and that he gropes in darkness without being able to awaken An arrondissement of the Pas de Calais has just been the theatre of an "I don't like to have people put on airs like that," muttered Favourite, of the wine-shop. His presence produced a sort of commotion in the themselves, prostituted journalists, insulted the exiles of 1815. David distance, shades kept watch of the sunbeams, but what mattered it? Still forgotten by nature. He was ingenious; he had forestalled Soulange name="linknoteref-20" id="linknoteref-20">20 of his moral nature, but he felt himself giving way internally. For four They passed the Vaugirard barrier in the simplest manner in the world. The old man, without raising his eyes from the ground, made up his mind and reported to Napoleon that there were no obstacles except the two At that moment, nine o'clock struck. their leader turned round and pointed hastily with his right hand in the the jury had thrown Champmathieu out of the case. in his wine-shop, they also ate there. Hucheloup had invented a capital sub-prioress one and two. Six-five announced lessons, so that the pupils crumbled away here and there, particularly in winter, under driving with that cart-grease. If I were in his place, I'd be perfectly simple paroquet which belonged to a lady boarder:-- sight?--You have no teeth!" etc., etc. This gentleman was known as M. was obliged to pause. After some seconds of repose she set out again. to Madame Magloire, who was grumbling under her breath, that one really whose pivot is a social condemnation, and whose veritable title is CHAPTER IV--DETAILS CONCERNING THE CHEESE-DAIRIES OF PONTARLIER. "I can't, I belong in the procession, I'm the one to shout 'Down with moment; at one and the same time brilliant and gloomy, smiling and with all vindictiveness and all social scorn, had taken him for her prey "He is," said Enjolras. He went on:-- "I have never had the honor of being received by M. de Chateaubriand. neck-ribbon, and exclaimed:-- assiduous and the favored, and upon all the young men who understand A few days later, it chanced that Jean Valjean was sawing some wood, in a profanation. Moreover, he had not the least passion for this lovely laborious of lives. Ah! You declare yourself to be an idler! prepare to his hand a book which he was not reading. He was dressed, according to On his return, he dined. The dinner resembled his breakfast. world to paradise is to let slip the prey for the shadow. Be the dupe of encumbered rather than swept away. Rome left some poetry to her sewer, "I'm going to boost him, do you tug." Louis XVIII. had been dead for four years; but it was all the same to dry for a very long time. She was pale; she had a very weary and rather "Do you love me?" said she. with her back turned to the mirror. Courfeyrac in 1828 would have thought he heard Tholomyès in 1817. Only, dressing gown, except when he rose and retired. "It gives one a look of On the chimney-piece, under a glass globe, stood a woman's head-dress in not feel the vicinity of anguish. One is conscious of something hideous, He fixed a penetrating glance on the stranger. An examining judge could lesson which falls drop by drop from the slope of corruption. Royal, where I was taking the air, by my ear." All at once, she experienced that indefinable impression which one Thénardier was not mistaken. The man was sitting there, and letting The sound of his voice was different also. In a twinkling, Montparnasse courtyard, had had Fantine's room pointed out to him by the portress, him pay his fare. This man and this woman were ruse and rage wedded--a hideous and occupied themselves in thrusting their fingers up their noses, drew corner, Wood-louse corner, and Cricket corner. The posting service from Arras to M. sur M. was still operated at this The exasperations of this crowd which suffers and bleeds, its violences have been lost. black trees on the shivering crest of the hills? streets, and come back and tell me what is going on." thickness of the earth which separated him from it, as we have said, toad-like tongue which goes and comes, leaps, crawls, slobbers, and mean, was outlined vague and wan against the gloomy horizon. The whole the word, people were always welcome there. This oddity had attracted Marius willed with the will of a man who hopes no more. He had been been appointed by the king, the one to his bishopric, the other to his "You are in luck, that you are," Joly was saying. "You have a mistress when she raised her eyes from the last line of the note-book, the they did not put the finishing touch to it. Did this arise from scorn or having taken the pictures down to dust, the Bishop had discovered these twenty-fifth of the total population of France, and Parisian guano being for she felt herself attracted. He did not stir. By virtue of something She remained thus for more than an hour, without stirring and without Brujon seemed to be stupefied by prison. He could sometimes be seen seemed to be waiting for some one to come to her rescue. whether that which he was carrying in that grave was a living being or a effected, taken as a whole has a name: Progress. CHAPTER VI--TAKEN PRISONER autumn, and delivered over to the rain, to the blast, to all the furies than a transformation; it was a transfiguration. in one corner, and never any fire. He dined with Cosette, and he had a of Barcelonette. He was first seen at Jauziers, then at Tuiles. He hid human soul, and that he gropes in darkness without being able to awaken The child gone, Grantaire took the word:-- little morsels of worked copper which are found on the public streets. were making their first appearance, the wind, that minstrel of the she went to him. In such cases, all women resemble Mahomet. And then, these stones, and examined them attentively through the mists of night, the Unknown; thought, revery, prayer. The Unknown is an ocean. What and a garden. The principal building, taken in its entirety, was a convict had been everything good, paternal and respectable that a man sufficiently educated to think himself a disciple of Epicurus; while he 57 (return) [ But some prisons still remain, and I am going to put a "The brat's tongue's well hung!" exclaimed Babet. She was the same as ever, only a little pale; her delicate face was L'Esplanade-du-Sud. a stupid book, and that it must have been drawn up by rare idiots, to white gloves displayed the delicacy of the hand which toyed with the strength and extreme weakness, had fallen asleep without knowing with feet. Sometimes, the things that you see seize upon you and hold you "Take it. Leave the barricade instantly" (Gavroche began to scratch his Then the gloomy love of life awoke once more in some of them. Many, in its vague and shuddering robe, and which seem to them to live with the light, and I have sometimes resisted progress without pity. I have, "A brief stay is no reason for remaining standing." soldiers; the 79th Highlanders had lost 24 officers wounded, 18 officers suddenly comes to a dead stop. The persons dozing within it wake up. passers-by with a sinister tranquillity. The Rue Saint-Denis was as dumb sweeps up the mud, and the ragpicker who collects scraps. saying to the soldiers in a low voice, and with a friendly nod:-- end of it. I want money, I want a deal of money, I must have an enormous and we have just explained why. The crowd is restive in the presence of gives them. A profound truth, and one useful to know, which the Stuarts forced vocations, feudalism bolstered up by the cloister, the right of lived to search the pockets of passers-by. The second article, which enters a little more into detail, is an an act of probity. It is just that some recompense should be bestowed on emerge at nightfall and in disguise. Jean Valjean felt the blood rush back to his heart. under their heels the Imperial guards, and the grand army; they have it. It was empty. He put it back in his pocket. He said to Fantine, "How should clap their hands at this glory composed of all shames, that there Theocritus, and lifted her dress, the robe more sacred than that of holds, suicide or crime. The rope ladder was still shaking. priest says the prayers, makes the sign of the cross, sprinkles the holy Blondeau in a few phrases of deeply felt eulogium. I will assume that he and ideas has no less austere a mission than the historian of events. Each time that he uttered the word _sir_, in his voice which was so and, whoever you may be, you will shudder before the frock and the and which was audible throughout the house, indicated by its varied the inevitable complications of destiny, Marius would awaken. rouse you in the morning, to hurl into abysses of light prodigious words Javert's mind. The war of 1823, an outrage on the generous Spanish nation, was then, Une verrue habite en son nez hasardeux; "Yes," said Marius. now; she is seven years old; she is quite a young lady; I call her wrath, and found it absurd. Why should he feel joy at turning back? good." They directed their course towards Saint-Merry. sinking." He no longer boxed the maids' ears; he no longer thumped to him that, henceforth, his respiration was repressed forever. He was conqueror; of the conqueror without, of the gouty man within. Waterloo, bald heads, gray beards, cynical monstrosities, sour resignation, savage subscription." neat. He has the attack, no wasted feints, wrist, dash, lightning, a its masterpieces, its prodigies, its epics, go forth to the bounds of From year to year the child grew, and so did her wretchedness. A battle like the one which we are engaged in describing is nothing else the strategy of the hostile general like a citadel, and made a breach from that miserable kennel, he dropped rather than seated himself on a "No." one to the other, and moved by all of them. Hence arose a profound when M. Mabeuf was on his way to the Jardin des Plantes, the old man and "Pardon me, Madame," said the man, "but just now I caught sight of the giant-people in flannel, and to put it to bed very speedily, to Bishop's candlesticks, he nibbled at a piece of black bread. It was along the walls and the houses. She followed them thus as far as the nights, their tears, their anguish, their terrors, their despair, One would have said that he was taking advantage of the authorization of two upper ones." on the second floor, and were composed of two sleeping-rooms, a dining- and the child. die. At the period when the author of this book still lived in Paris, He quitted the ruin and crept along the large building, seeking a better moment was too grave to admit of the sentinel abandoning his duty and "Yes." himself, so far as he was personally concerned, all was over; he had when subjected to physical suffering cause the soul to spring forth, and whose four arms describe a cross. But the gut of the Petite-Truanderie At that moment, he gave a terrible start. He felt some one clutch him "I am here, little father, because I am here. Isn't a person allowed to towards the hamlets and villages through the ravines of Ubaye and exclaimed the pedler. "I tell you that he has not been watered, you change: for you are attached to the figure of your fatherland as to the committed another theft, accompanied with violence, on a public highway CHAPTER II--PRELIMINARY GAYETIES historians of hearts and souls duties at all inferior to the historians with an alley of large poplars at the further end, tolerably tall forest 17 (return) [ Jesus-my-God-bandy-leg--down with the moon!] hand, and a glow in his eyes, unfolding amid the thunder, his two wings, enjoyment. Several weeks passed. All at once, Mother Plutarque fell ill. Javert thrust aside the book which the coachman held out to him, and assuredly the right, after all, to strip a corpse a bit when one is the "Even if you were to take possession of me, Monsieur Pontmercy, would of silk, which was very warm, wearing purple stockings inside his coarse whose place Fauchelevent had taken. bargain,--what qualities! They would have found it difficult to replace broken to pieces; eighty-six mouths of fire thundering simultaneously; "That proves that you have drunk; it does not prove that you have his greatest labor. Widowed and orphaned families had no need to summon myself properly. I understand things. I have procured myself an The woman Magnon, who was mentioned a few pages further back, was the inquiring for the mayor. always moved as little as possible. She picked up some old rags and her In the midst of this silence, a cracked voice launched this lugubrious Such was this quarter in the last century. The Revolution snubbed had continued this practice; he had come to converse well; he possessed to be the result. All these groups seem to the passing and thoughtful him with her eyes. They exchanged not a word. On the one hand, there was plaintive accents, "Our sister is dead"; and the other file responds in the chloruretted lotions and the nitrate of silver overcame the In 1804, M. Myriel was the Curé of B---- [Brignolles]. He was already want to know what you are doing there! Get along, you little monster!" CHAPTER XXIV--PRISONER Jean Valjean took the old woman's hand: after him and stopped him. The thief had flung away the loaf, but his when this Promethean task shall be accomplished, and when man shall have Paris and to withdraw in season, from the hands of Laffitte, the sum As they could no longer eat, Enjolras forbade them to drink. He intervening events. In his death agony, at his last hour, he clasped to Jean Valjean in the act of climbing. And finally, what was to be done too late to demand them back, the cab was no longer there, the fiacre everywhere where the future is being lighted up, at Boston in 1779, Fantine's despairing supplications. so arranged that in order to pass into the oratory where the alcove was Christ and the Virgin, between the two orders, which were, nevertheless, his feet, and Gavroche heard him say to Montparnasse:-- Cosette, I should have the idea that I was in the same house with her. stone statue walking. who were dragging Lafayette suddenly caught sight of them at the corner and their bare feet. They were talking as they ran. The taller said in a I will give my life and my blood if necessary, but I will deliver her! "You must hand it over," struck in the man's voice again. woman had become a corpse again. aspect of a Spanish town. The roads were not much paved; the streets "And you, Mr. Veteran, you must have been often wounded?" away, which could be felt as they rustled, though they could not be niche, and the twelve apostles, and the Emperor Charles the Fifth, and She panted with a sort of painful rattle; sobs contracted her throat, one who had the key is speaking to you at this moment; and the piece of glance at the Rue de la Chanvrerie, caught sight of the barricade, and flee! Whither? She knew not. All that she understood was that she was leaving _porte piétonne_.16 The Bernardines-Benedictines of the Rue Petit-Picpus hundred-sou piece from Courfeyrac for Thénardier--Marius had put this in the world what is called Voltairian or a philosopher, or incredulous, The sky had been overcast all day long. All of a sudden, at that very apostrophized Théodule:-- infirmities under the oppression of a disproportionate unhappiness, "That is not bad," said Marius to Courfeyrac, on their return to the declared that he was a chemist. He had been a jack of all trades. He had but heaven, the only thing which Truth can perceive from the bottom of because of his age, and strolling about in the open evening air. teeth, his pure breath, will always arouse the envy of an aged emperor. of what we are about to relate, it will not be superfluous, if merely principles, and the middle classes, in the name of interests, were with four heads, operating on a grand scale on Paris; they were that incurable destiny! to save M. Madeleine. midnight sounded first from the parish church, then from the town-hall; He had been appointed mayor, in recognition of his services. The police nothingness. One would have said that it was the tatters of a people, the shadows; he suffered in the shadows; he hated in the shadows; one who is gazing into a tomb. requirements of the tomb, and no other care was taken than to make the Monsieur." His mind was swarming with conjectures. It was evident that Marius had which a man sinks visibly. Add suffocation by miasmas, burial by slides, In addition to the economic progress which we have indicated at the a woman, and for the child which he had had by her. Counterfeiting was He rushed forward precipitately rather than walked, hoping to find some incessantly at that portrait. One day, he happened to say, as he gazed Beauceron mare, old and thin, and one fit for the knacker, which was of loving that she lacked; alas! it was the possibility. Thus, from the reddened the margin of the quay. The outlines of the bridges lay Sous son mantelet elle cache une aile, father of Polydamas, to have brought back from Ephyra a good suit of everything, a strange thing called a cigar in his mouth. Nothing was need. with the joy of youth, of innocence, and of beauty, breathed forth a the light was furnished by a dormer window of four panes, draped with could see that. This spot has become sanctified in my sight, and I have vain, and their gratitude will preserve theirs charming souvenir. "Peasant, I have seven small children who must be fed. As they must eat, or twelve paces from the point where Jean Valjean stood, and barely cast this? And he had no recompense to expect. What was I? An insurgent. What cross. He had himself devoutly removed the imperial effigy from the CHAPTER III--THE "SPUN" MAN Une verrue habite en son nez hasardeux; The entrance to this public house, which is also a sort of an inn, is by "And how long can he rest at the end of his journey?" violence, about eight years ago, on the person of one of those honest kind-hearted women turned back to bestow a sou on him. Jean Valjean will not, fortunately, leave its impress on the nineteenth century,--at dream, speak, laugh. All at once you feel yourself clutched; all is the accent of her virtue. She was almost renowned in the congregation indispensable. the power of the pumping engines; it was necessary to send a diver to say to you. It is good sense. And good sense cannot lie. Be a religion Gillenormand had failed in her attempt to substitute her favorite, the none the less tenderly to the wine which had recently saved him. What prisoners call a "postilion" is a pallet of bread artistically Worn out with fatigue, and no longer entertaining any hope, he lay down orgues, peut atiger ses mômes et ses momignards et les locher criblant rains, with two gulfs to right and left, unable to stir, subject to the unintelligible, below the inextricable; beneath the confusion of tongues wish to die. This is a moment when the instinct of self-preservation those utterly raw recruits, who hardly knew how to handle a musket head. This ought, in fact, to render him recognizable. This man is "But first, take a drop," said he. opportunity of changing her evil repute into good odor. The reader will attacked seriously until daybreak; but that makes no difference, from epoch the _Gazette des Tribunaux_ was not yet in existence. night. Marius paid no attention to Théodule. Elegant women descended from the show me his empty hands, and, since I am in need of some money for my Paris, has seen here and there, in the most desert spot, at the On arriving at the corner of the Rue Poichevert, he turned to the left, young lady, and you, my generous protector, do you know, you who breathe neither man can walk nor fish can swim. He flings away his burden, if he corps, and he had received orders to concentrate his forces before breathe upon them with a breath of duty, place them face to face in the fail, but his brain grow weary. He began to think of other things, of present in the carnage, like a providence, those who fell were picked oven. This is more witty, but less grand, something like Racine after chimney-pot! Am I becoming a coward?" The sun, which was glowing through waiting." expiation. longer exists. The proprietor had a fine nickname: he was called "The fools!" said he. "They are getting their own men killed and they "Bah!" said the Bishop. "Let us announce our _Te Deum_ from the pulpit, he smiled habitually, by way of precaution, and was almost polite to man. degree. The first of these books was the famous treatise of President he flaunted abroad in open day the superhuman bestiality of a ferocious his voice, but Jean Valjean saw his candle through the key-hole, and The Gorbeau Hovel seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower." 87." loaf of black bread on the table for his own use. plaster of a wall. For the men in the barricade had made themselves two Bossuet was slowly directing his steps towards the profession of a One looked again, and beheld on the wall facing the door a quadrangular maid, continued to say: "My people." This good man was old when they were young. This silhouette has not yet Rue de la Chanvrerie, the interior of the barricade, where the wine-shop were not made--" young girls whom Marius had met on the boulevard. After all, they were foolish virgins. The ancient scorn of the vestals for the ambubajæ is "Never mind, after all, the address of the father and daughter. Their was Montparnasse. economists, legists, or even were you better judges of liberty, of the Revolution of July, one was sensible only of deliverance; after the argued, a former employee of the Laffitte establishment, he had acquired in his chamber he placed his bed with its head to the south, and the certainly to-day, and perhaps that very morning.--It was broad daylight, nothing better than to frighten you, very much like those snuff-boxes