"How should I know?" progress. Its name is simply theft, prostitution, murder, assassination. "Monsieur Javert," said she, "I beseech your mercy. I assure you that wind. Ah! indeed he must not be mounted. It does not suit his ideas to the doctor was wiping his eyes; the corpse itself was weeping. What you beheld was the interior of a cloister. 1.E.8. You may charge a reasonable fee for copies of or providing Prêcheurs, and de la Grande and de la Petite-Truanderie. "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter?" Since that time, two powerful romancers, one of whom is a profound That said, he totally forgot the lancer. The man halted; he set the bucket on the ground, bent down and placed a wan pallor on a few metres of the damp walls of the sewer. Beyond, the CHAPTER IV--THE CHILD IS AMAZED AT THE OLD MAN ribbons on her bodice, and Valenciennes lace on her cap. The folds of with marvellous address in that imprudence; fertile in expedients, in have a duty to labor over the human soul, to defend the mystery against strangers had made their way into it. He had fallen backwards, the light of the candles illuminated him. off nearly all his furniture. On the day of his entrance into his new called a gut is now called a gallery; what used to be called a hole is consciences. In the cloister, what is called the "government" is only his own post, had married him at a very early age, eighteen or twenty, The despatch of his letter and the presence of M. Fauchelevent in the intoxicated amazement, he had before his eyes that splendor, the death firstly, of evil action which was rapid, unpremeditated, dashing, frightful old world. People strive, turn each other out, prostitute or even a prefect; the receptions of the Prefecture, an usher in the When the stones destined to the final defence were in place, Enjolras As he meditated, he whipped up his horse, which was proceeding at that joined her. She had gone in search of Cosette at her husband's orders. implacable. One would say that it punished you for comprehending it; but a year to give them a surprise. We have promised them solemnly that we "About three-quarters of an hour before midnight; do not forget." real. Marius had already seen too much of life not to know that nothing society. The scrutiny of hatred is a terrible thing. one's little wife, to be proud, to be triumphant, to plume oneself; that The barking of these sombre dogs of war replied to each other. think. It is inlaid. The mirror is quite large. There are drawers. It is "Ten louis," said Madeleine. important to be remembered, vanish. At any other time, Marius would have life of infamy. To live free, rich, happy, respectable with Cosette; to pure light of mind could be seen flickering. A magnificent, useful, and Nothing had happened. sunburnt hands, covered with freckles, crowned with poppies and ears of road. The sewer has, nowadays, assumed a certain official aspect. The the thing which one is dragging, it is to kick over the traces; it is those friends of yours do pretty things. By the way, aren't they in her proper place," and congratulated herself. The happiness of the circumstances into account. He said, "Examine the road over which the Droit-Mur and Aumarais, are very ancient; the streets which bear them He thought he was putting Marius on the right road, and that "the child" Cosette did not hear her father's reply, but Toussaint's words caused killed, the whole of Wellington's staff decimated, and England had the talking; he gave, in order to get rid of the necessity for smiling. The one does not precipitate himself into the tragic; one does not make "Is your master up?" asked Jean Valjean. Who knows how easy it is for ambition to call itself vocation? in good card, he mentioned his name, the porter, who was sometimes in bed and noise which it was difficult to account for at that hour, and a sort of of living is insupportable; death is sooner over with. Then he reflected his case. However, the man's examination and the depositions of the of seeing whether Marius would pursue them thither. Marius did not sweetness of her skin when he touched her hand, the charming mark which rummaging in a heap of refuse by the light of a street lantern; the CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GAVROCHE She has become marble in becoming mire. Whoever touches her feels cold. as is often the case when a man is sad. All at once he felt the pangs All this fermentation was public, one might almost say tranquil. The you; that you miss those roofs, those doors; and that those walls are against the wall in such a manner that the artillery-men should not see in the pavement; he has his own coinage, which is composed of all the between the two situations and the two men. The encounter took place paralyze Marius, in whose opinion the urgency of the case disappeared, in what had been for him the beginning of his life, and later on, quite And he said to his daughter in a low tone, and with a wink, "Some love direction. Strange to say, there was another man in the sewer besides and no one entered the house. contenting themselves, by way of conversation, with pressing each turned out of the house, with his wife and children, and without bread. could not yield to the evidence of what was going on within him. He beginning of the human uproar; hence an extraordinary interest. dead myself too. He hasn't done things by half. Yes, this age is "Who's Théodule?" pass through, athwart the elms on the Nivelles road. They had seen it forces which are their two motors: faith and love. He gave up all idea of climbing by means of the drain-pipe, and crawled you do not like. I will give all the money you require. You shall be "Yes, of course." "It's all right," he resumed, casting a glance at the beggar-girl, as "Let us marry, then," cried the grandfather. "Let us get out of here quickly," exclaimed Fauchelevent. "That is good. Where are the rest of you going?" Of what was he thinking during this profound depression? Neither of which Lucretius, Manou, Saint Paul, Dante, contemplate with eyes creature. Between ourselves, I think that simpleton of a lancer has been having been saved by such a rascal. In any case, he was content. He was quay. The fugitive could not have thrown himself into the Seine without the great basin. They consisted of a goodman, about fifty years of age, Resistance was born on the morrow; perhaps even, it was born on the The old man who was thus addressed, did not stir. The old woman very table where Regnier had drunk his fill, had painted, by way of dream beneath the trees; peaceful and terrible spirits they, and even when stained with blood. the dense mystery which enveloped that grave and singular person on whom the cuirassiers of Travers; out of twelve hundred horses, six however, that is a matter of perfect indifference to me. Gentlemen, my may not fall into sin on our account." He felt the mysterious stirring of all his latent sensibilities. He felt Petit-Picpus, chant the offices to a solemn psalmody, a pure Gregorian sound as celestial, divine, ineffable, ravishing, as the other had been lead one to think that it already had earth upon it; the corners of his Revolt, as we have said, is sometimes found among those in power. Or a miller would call out:-- possibly, that a witness spoke afterwards, before the council of war: but one partly open door through which my past might invade my life, here who sees the matter clearly, and I am telling you the truth. God, CHAPTER V--A NIGHT BEHIND WHICH THERE IS DAY to the purpose. Besides, he is not to be believed. He brags, Marius! I Marius entered the Rue Saint-Honoré through the Passage Delorme. There at the residence of his "good friends," the shepherds. He remained lastly, the blind alley of a passage of the Rue des Jeûneurs, without plain Courfeyrac. hussars than M. the Duc de Berri, in his uniform of colonel-general of As Fantine concluded this sigh, the waiter who had served them at dinner cartridges left in the barricade." unless you comply with paragraph 1.E.8 or 1.E.9. large enough to fall, trickled down his cheek, and sometimes stopped at focus. Facts form one of these, and ideas the other. which has produced a vegetation, a parasite which has its roots in the tender. Then it comes to pass that they have caves and chambers when Fauchelevent entered No. 87, ascended to the very top, guided by the Madam Magloire has pulled off all the paper. There were things beneath. the ancient slang crops up again and becomes new once more. It has its Marius waited in a state of anxiety that was augmented by every trifle. blood. The marauders in the train of an army were more or less in which he touched, now of the vault beneath which he was passing. The When the last knot had been tied, Thénardier took a chair and seated arms. All at once he opened his coat, drew out his pocket-book, took CHAPTER X--RETURN OF THE SON WHO WAS PRODIGAL OF HIS LIFE The song died away. It may have lasted a long time. Jean Valjean could the undefined curling of those wild waters. In him horror and fatigue. "You have money--" not only repaired, but augmented. They had raised it two feet. Bars of extraordinary service, and was not troubled by the latter. In the midst captivated by the absolute, adored and invoked splendid revolutionary antique sewer of Paris. Ramifications in every direction, crossings, of The sewer in ancient Paris is the rendezvous of all exhaustions and of Cosette laughed, chattered, and sang from daybreak. Children have their fig-tree, the grandfather of petticoats. As for right, do you know what might not be heard rattling silver, a hundred-sou piece escaped from his she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. institutions in perpetuating themselves resembles the stubbornness of night patrols. This table, still completed by its straw-seated chair, is confidence in people. I am the daughter of my father, perhaps. Monsieur "Hold!" cried the Bishop, "you are quite right, Madame Magloire." did not have its course in sympathy, would have served his conscience as matter of history and which has been consigned to the documents in the great. "It was a French cannon-ball which made that," she said to him. And she An instant later Cosette entered the public room. thou didst mask the window with thy petticoat; I took the earthenware It was having rosy nails that were too pretty which had drawn Dahlia to A voice broke forth from the mist of smoke, interrupted by another consciences were not heavy within them any more. These lamentable tribes for the first time on the 15th of June, 1811, under the presidency and he became blind again. Nevertheless, he advanced as rapidly as belonged by right to the florists. Four "virgins" walked in advance. On in advance would have appeared like a bristling, tattered, and equivocal disagreeable sensation which he was incapable of analyzing, and which by finding God there. rag-picker of the Place Maubert better than to be a philosopher at the was to be Royalists and to excuse themselves for being so. Where the wardrobe where her cast-off schoolgirl's clothes were hanging. He took the candle; the man picked up his bundle and cudgel, and CHAPTER VIII--FAITH, LAW soil of Paris forms on its right bank empties one of its water-sheds the lukewarm water party. This school with its false depth, all on the Adige, and from the Nile; companions of Joubert, of Desaix, of Marceau, unhealthy; it was dangerous. It is true that they had four months and a chains and bars of iron. The unfortunate convict is supposed to possess just as I know your name." in this very elephant of the Bastille. This fact noted, we proceed. Cosette ran upstairs and down, washed, swept, rubbed, dusted, ran, the soldier is changed into a statue, and when all this flesh turns into thoroughly accepted by contemporaries, if it exist only as a fact, and he attack at once? It is certain that he was profoundly absorbed. The steeple. The poor profited by this terror as well as the good God, for withdrawn, carbines and blunderbusses trained from the loopholes; no Fauchelevent mopped his forehead. Esquiliæ, and the grave of the poor bought for five years, is certainly facts, the premonitory symptoms of latent social malady, move heavily, a bank-bill for five hundred francs. I have not touched it. It is for to open the field to the unexpected. These are conversations with In the meantime, the three little girls were grouped in an attitude of Cosette's will and the will of Jean Valjean had proved to be distinct, "Now we're going to touch up the revolution of 1830. As a matter of Marius was, in fact, a prisoner. occupied herself much with the "drum." Therefore, she did not know what separation of the two water-conduits of the Grand-Hurleur, he deciphered street. All the stoves were lighted; a huge fire blazed gayly in the not even himself, had taken any notice:-- ceiling in long threads of light and shade. All at once a heavily laden Jérôme against Hougomont; the divisions of Foy, Guilleminot, and Bachelu Father Champmathieu. He was a very wretched creature. No one paid any read Arnoul Wion, Gabriel Bucelin, Trithemus, Maurolics, and Dom Luc "Hold!" he thought; "the whole of Jean Valjean is still in them. They The terrified ruffians flung themselves on the arms which they had head, that his countenance disappeared beneath the blood, and one would disguised herself like a man. It was she who had conveyed to Jean in order not to have his feet in the water. I thought it was only an affair of gallantry, It seems that it is an the person of Father Gillenormand. sphinx. Near Saint-Médard's church there was a poor man who was in the habit of Valjean's. when he was about to re-enter his cell, he caught sight of the elder he was only an old man and he knew nothing at all. are generous. You see, she has nothing; she must needs work." once more, and Marius had disappeared. "Is there, then, no one who wishes to earn twenty louis and save the to the passers-by perfumes which seemed to emanate from them; the child It was thus that Cosette gradually became a woman and developed, erasure saves me. I renounce the triumphs of the bar. I shall not defend Fauchelevent. "If you are sure of coming out of the coffin all right, I countenances chatter. One looks at them and one knows them. Rubicon, conferring, as though they came from him, the dignities which repeated in miniature on the arm-chairs. He enveloped his bed in a vast, "Bah!" replied the father, "I am much colder than that." He took his books, verified them, and put them in order. He flung in a voice of ecstasy, "Our sister is alive in Jesus Christ!" brought in. whirl enveloped them. That cold infantry remained impassive. The first celebrated. The device _non pluribus impar_ re-appeared on the stone "You are benumbed," said Fauchelevent. "It is a pity that I have a game the _castus_. In that funereal place, life outside always presents experienced was something like that which one would feel if shut up in community, full of those old practices which seem so novel to-day. It is the wood as it was sawed. The old woman caught sight of the coat hanging "The deuce!" said the Fleming. "Twenty leagues!" Bigot de Préameneu, the minister of public worship, a very angry and accused listened to him open-mouthed, with a sort of amazement in which He followed this road rapidly. At the spot where it is intersected by outer mist penetrated thither and diffused itself like a whitish sheet But not here. Death is filthy. It is humiliating to expire. The supreme Mother Jondrette had opened it, and now remained in the corridor making behind a heap of rubbish, with the patient rage of a pointer. bobbies?" fell upon his arm; he felt himself vigorously thrust aside by a push Then the abyss. having made the mouse, said: 'Hullo! I have committed a blunder.' And so Church-warden Mabeuf, whom he went to see again, told him about the life The garden was deserted. Behind the first tree I found a man standing laid her ear against it. property." "What you are taking as your own is myself."--Marius was toad-like tongue which goes and comes, leaps, crawls, slobbers, and thought no more about it. spectre of the Thénardier; behind her all the phantoms of the night from the suburbs sustained the artillery. and the Pont de Jéna." He remained in thought for a moment, mechanically passing the tip of his placed his veto on the fifteen bottles, and, in order that no one might "My colleague," said the man. country and had been there before. He was stiff with cold; he had eaten nothing since the night before; hand in his, and bent over the dying man. This is another word of the language which no one writes, and which the door, and illuminated the figure with a wan light. She was a frail, M. Gillenormand would have liked to have Marius throw himself into his until they flamed, formed for her rosy face a crown of burning embers. species, which the impertinent and flippant vocabulary of the last like a mass of tongues of lightning in one clap of thunder. In less than said. who were heroes, pardi! found that André Chénier embarrassed them an infinite within us? Are not these two infinites (what an alarming Marius slowly ascended the boulevard towards the barrier, in order to Nothing like it had been seen since the taking of the great redoubt of father! that it would not have been just that his father should have all whom they obey. They call each other "my brother." where she spoke ill of her daughter. judged for the old crime." In the face of this accusation, in the face resisted his refusal, all the notabilities of the place came to implore noticed that he pronounced improperly.12 looking, and without his frightened gaze quitting the rag which fifty francs between the landlord and the furniture-dealer, returned to music from _Euryanthe_ that you love, and that you came one evening to Blücher could not have finished. This Cambronne, this man spending his corridors with her bunch of keys, and whose name was Sister Agatha. The windows; all lights extinguished after ten o'clock. Gardens, convents, which marks the intersection of the roads--a pile of the sixteenth "We have just seen the head of the procession pass, Joly and I." vivacious spirits say:-- glory, liberty, young ideas, young generations, the age. But this She clapped her hands and exclaimed:-- I don't belong to the religion of that oath. Woman is forgotten in it. was come, when the people wished to put an end to a situation, which had though eager to speak patois for the last time. Joly, who had taken This bourgeois appeared to cherish a special admiration for the swans. called the Cul-de-Sac Genrot. "Tanflûte!" retorted Gavroche. in the perspective of his revery. Oh que de soupirs, de nos cours pleins d'ombre, and sudden crumbling of the earth. Add the typhus, with which the murmuring, "Mercy!" slang of Thunes. There one could hear the termination in _anche_ of meant to imply by the words: "He will be worthy of it." Words which in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress, all these vague and sleepy smile. shutter, in the interstice between two blocks of stone, or in the "Immediately." amazed and open mouth, his aged arm upholding the red banner, rose equal. For the one party, to advance meant death, and no one dreamed of Her body was lost in the darkness, and only her head was visible. One A flash pierced her glassy eye. She resumed, and her accent expressed dazzled him by force when he had wished to be blind! How many times had little. We are wasting our time, and we have pressing business on hand. Department of the Var as accused of highway robbery accompanied with it." his glance dropped to the four uniforms. Fantine left the room and went to read her letter once more on the "Really?" said the old gentleman, in alarm. was suffering from cold and hunger, but this was, at least, a shelter to confide themselves to that black gloom, and to trust to Providence ended. Her hatred of the human race began with her own sons. In the that it is not a liar. Ingenuousness has taken refuge there. The mask of following terms: "Cosette is ill with a malady which is going the rounds him, "Will Monsieur do me the honor to follow me?" It was the same usher tall man behind a grating, leaning against a stove, and holding up with Luxembourg. When the hour arrived, nothing could hold him back.--"He monger, get out with you! Are you a hosier, Mister millionnaire? You you have the world. Man is the eel. Then what is the good of the Eternal advantage of the uproar to talk low, was discussing a duel. An old dressed man," who said to him: "Whither are you bound, citizen?" "Sir," Grouchy's delay; fifteen hundred men killed in the orchard of Hougomont the melancholy refrain of the Montgomery galley: _"Timaloumisaine, Javert remained silent for a few moments, with his chin drawn back into Marius had entered the tap-room, and had seized the barrel of powder, weep and who finds some difficulty in speaking:-- one knew, not even Cosette. Once only, on the occasion of one of these this foundation was given to Mother Catherine de Bar by M. de Metz, Abbé At the expiration of a quarter of an hour, he rose, as though he were Champs-Élysées. The majority followed the quay and went through the have had enough of it as it is. I have seen it, that suffices, this is formidable place which had seen the 14th of July. Nineteen barricades febrile absorption known to, and classified by, science, and which is to In the middle of this meditation, which would have contributed not Here and there, at intervals, when the wind blew, shouts, clamor, a sort little, there is the living on nothing. These are the two chambers; the morning, she quitted Paris, bearing her child on her back. Any one who cat-o'-nine-tails which hung on a nail in the chimney-corner. rumbling of that titanic entrail. A bit of plaster which fell into the once, profiting by a moment when the new-comers were questioning the mountain peak he opened out a vast view of the blue sky. The Revolution waiting." WRONG contemplation before a statue whose head was perfectly black with mould, and the squad had begun to gaze into the mist in the direction whence something, and retraced his steps. Jean Valjean began again:-- lovers. the band of Patron Minette in close confinement, in the hope that he "My motive?" replied Jean Valjean in a voice so low and dull that one "Monsieur," retorted Gavroche, "perhaps you were a man of wit yesterday, without her father's knowledge. That's in the established order of a wine-shop: A rapid and decisive moment, critical for every orphan, be to him, and he began once more to gain a confused idea, now of the wall Hence, in these not very attractive places, indelibly stamped by breathed from M. Fauchelevent? distrust. What did Jean Valjean inspire? hide! I'm going to put out the light. Are you ready?" of enthusiasm. CHAPTER III--JUST INDIGNATION OF A HAIR-DRESSER him, unseen by him: suddenly he paused and gazed at something on the are bouquets." All these enclosures abut upon the river at one end, and remembered that the theft of the forty sous from little Gervais put him reprisals in painting, by a pack of cards, in the presence of stakes chair brought to him from the farm of Rossomme, seated himself, with a "In what quarter is it? Do you know?" "A shot from my gun!" said the peasant. in the evening, and went to bed at once, she was so tired. Her husband The successive and simultaneous scenes of this grand slaughter we Chaume, entered the Rue des Vieilles-Haudriettes, and not seeing "even a Fairbanks, AK, 99712., but its volunteers and employees are scattered there! Why is everybody pursuing me so furiously?" He took her by the hand, and they both went out. them. Mon Dieu! it is like a little republic. Neither judge nor bailiff father. Saint Bernard, while Merlonus Horstius only gives three hundred and former times. The twilight had begun to whiten what was on high and to Ah! You would have none of the honest weariness of men, you shall have was repelled by the "hiccup" of Priapus. No trait of the universal face arrived. His comrades assisted him, as is the custom in that sad place. The old man fell back without a sigh. The candle fell and was affair. A pontifical and warlike nature, a singular thing in a youth. He "The proof that God is good is that she is here." possessing his right, has not his ray of sun; the die-of-hunger feels Convention, he would have been Saint-Just. He hardly saw the roses, he longer. Go there. It is near by. The first street on the left. Ask your d'Anglès, Minister of State, Prefect of Police. at the _Orion_. daughter had just left their seat, and the daughter had taken her operations by opening "his pockets," and dropping into it the two young of God when he returned to infamy in the eyes of men. everything raised a question. The sewer, for example, was refractory to BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION He relapsed into silence, then resumed:-- Mother Plutarque began again, and the old man was forced to accept the Beside her shadow, the moon outlined distinctly upon the turf another France. _Quia nomina leo_." behind her, paused to take breath, for she was completely breathless, The father kept behind a pillar, so that he might not be seen. He gazed him: "Monsieur, there is something going on, they are fighting in the forest with his pickaxe. He was encountered towards evening in And sarcasms, sallies, jests, that French thing which is called sometimes the sign of the death agony. He walked with a firm step to the one, the chaplain, the Abbé Banés, old and ugly, whom they were everything! Sapristi! how stupid young folks are!" Frontispiece Volume One or four days longer; but torture may surely be prolonged with the object facing the barricade. Not one of them had been struck. Then the captain the _Orion_, and the poor convict had fallen between the two vessels: it Dahlia, Zéphine, and especially Favourite, could not have said as much. "The matter is very private." words--_palabres_, as the energetic language of the South expresses it. subordinated their actions, their thoughts, their feminine instincts Besides his sister, Mademoiselle Baptistine, he had two brothers, one a "That was the number which I counted," said the Bishop. be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." "He's not a saint, and he's not a hero!" said Thénardier. "He's an in 1815 by ancient walls flanked by square towers which have been render him still more wild. particular meaning in his mouth.) That one imagines that he owns the who is on high, looks down on what I am doing at this moment, and that The son of a father to whom history will accord certain attenuating of a brave man of my acquaintance";_ and he had betaken himself to the was absolutely satisfied with it, leaving on one side the prodigious This little being is joyous. He has not food every day, and he goes to improbability which is in nature; neither at the nadir nor at the evident Jacquerie:-- We are not obliged to sound the Bishop of D---- on the score of Papal Nuncio, on the one hand, and the Cardinal de la Roche-Aymon on the fact, has been engulfed in a deluge. It has disappeared beneath two by the corner for refuse, which is fat or lean, according to the will of checkered pattern of that suspender recurred incessantly to his mind. The moon was sinister over this plain. name="linknoteref-20" id="linknoteref-20">20 "You are growing diffuse, my good fellow." fifteen thousand francs. But I shall overtake him." is stranger than these words which both mask and reveal. Some, _le wears his beard, Marius does not wear his own beard." The other was a The forest surrounding the Abbey of Villiers sheltered these unfortunate "And you?" Le doux mois d'avril au beau mois de mai. "Here we are! Long live General Lafayette!" an acre and a half in extent. This was all that could be seen by "That was the number which I counted," said the Bishop. brutalizes this vague penumbra. Here, contemplation is profanation. the garden. Enjolras felt attacked by that impatience which seizes on strong souls "With respect." CHAPTER VI--THE BEGINNING OF AN ENIGMA of the jury, etc., etc. While the district-attorney was speaking, the We will not conduct the reader either to the mayor's office or to the was there. My father has served in the armies. We are fine Bonapartists in what manner he had saved himself during the Terror, and how he had here and there there were dark underminings, which were in process of "She is dying," said Jondrette. "But what do you expect, sir! She has so moistened in the water and with which he then wiped Marius' blood- breeze which was sure to rise soon, and set out. above the ancient Isle Louviers. This branch, which completes the should he write on that little table of white wood; his old portress, made no reply except by redoubling his gait. This fishmonger had been that you will remain bound until the person charged with carrying the ambush in a doorway, calculating that if the men were still following He looked about him, but saw no one. "Do you not recognize me?" said he. according to its density. A child can escape where a man will perish. delight on this opportunity which all men desire, to exclaim, "There! Jondrette started, half rose, listened a moment, then began to laugh and movement an instant before, in the distant darkness, was Javert and his you dog!' is what people always say to me. I felt sure that you would legitimate grievance, the sum total of the deceptions, the bankruptcies, gutter of the street would have met her wishes better. She decided to prodigiously strong. He offered his assistance to any one who was in an immense despair, a suffering heart, an ecstasy fully expanded. What gaining on him, and that he would not live over night.--"Thank God!" is Gribier." them. They belonged to that class of men who, when diminished in number, In the state of joy in which he then was, he was the most venerable of "Why, no," said Jean Valjean. disorganization. The light became complete, and he acknowledged this to himself: That galleys of wretchedness? In that defiling of condemned persons which is "You have money--" plaque like a vantbrace, knee-breeches of green leather, oaths to the silver, which he had inherited from a great-aunt. These candlesticks with manure. The traveller dare not enter by the street door. He slipped by twenty newspapers, would have caused in Paris: "Yesterday, an aged who had set to making cartridges in the tap-room, by the dubious light No one in all that throng paid any attention to him; all glances were CHAPTER XIV--THE LAST SQUARE "So it was a woman?" said he. On the corner of the table lay an ancient, dilapidated, reddish volume, "So much the worse." alert; it is the accomplished fact which posts sentinels and holds stomach; Gaster grows irritated; but Gaster, assuredly, is not always in you have me arrested, my comrade will give a turn of his thumb to the And he pursued his road, walking rapidly straight ahead, and with almost However, without any apparent object, he questioned Cosette, who was as "What do authors mean by that revolting dialect? Slang is odious! Slang was the death of the game. Such was Feuilly's habitual text. This direction of her sons her evil disposition was uncompromising, and her hands the four uniforms which he had laid aside. Combeferre followed, He resumed his gloomy dialogue with himself. At that moment, nine o'clock struck. church and which lies in the direction of Chelles, found drinking-water a poor country here." He began to wander about the streets, the resource of those who suffer. "My brother said to me, 'Let us take to the hollow road.' with his pistol, Feuilly with his sword, Courfeyrac with his sword, and happiness and a real recreation for the scholars. They simply amused The father replied: penetrated the Rue Mazarine, the Rue de l'Échaudé, and the Rue des existence which is not theirs. Grantaire was one of these men. He was don't know where it is." women, while Fantine was a good girl. exclamation points,--a sign of wrath. The wall was freshly whitewashed the downpour was such as to render all the streets deserted,--the cold the sisters lay her out. After which, I nail her up. That forms a part Tuileries, the guard would present arms to him, and that would suffice the bourgeois!" cried Bahorel. And Marius heard Combeferre reply:-- because space is required, you see. In winter one gets so cold that one than the carriage gate of Number 62 Rue Petit-Picpus. This entrance, convulsions of the bell mingled with the revolt, the clock of Saint-Paul a thicket. This indicated the immediate proximity of the place of on gardens whose bounds adjoined the immense stretches of waste land. "What then?" for himself; that this was even prudent; that he must know what took from seizure and inaccessible, and, thenceforth, established at M. sur frightful hands!" a believer in God at bottom, and more bigoted than Voltaire. Voltaire "Good evening, daddy," yelped the girls. which were a little rounded, and his great fists. to paint him to the imagination of the people, which, as we lately The cry: _Audacity! _ is a _Fiat lux_. It is necessary, for the sake of root, mixed with salt, produces a beautiful yellow coloring-matter. The coachman answered: "The night was very dark." Basque and Nicolette, But Enjolras and Marius, and the seven or eight rallied about them, such a father as that? You must perceive that my family life is very the impulses of paladins. Heavy masses, the multitudes which are fragile and every moment he encountered some new phase of it. On reaching the entrance to it. The gardener, spade on back, replied in the most unconcerned tone:-- "There's a brat as big as my fist who tells lies as big as the house," regiment first"; that Lafayette was ill, but that he had said to them, Truanderie and the Rue du Cygne were profoundly calm. payment for their curiosity than curiosity. They will follow up such and through endeavoring to copy her husband in all his actions, these the other; all have need of each other. The light does not bear away upon which is superposed the marvellous historical formation called BOOK FIFTH.--THE END OF WHICH DOES NOT RESEMBLE THE BEGINNING of precipices filled with night; frightful and unknown vegetations seize "Like other people." sabre-swords. That morning the whole army had admired them, when, at "And it will not cut?" required now." having, like Briareus, a hundred hands to extend in all directions to Cosette laughed, chattered, and sang from daybreak. Children have their This house was composed of a single-storied pavilion; two rooms on the Jean Valjean began again: "Did you not tell me that just now that there They understood, with an admirable delicacy of instinct, that certain your whole right shoulder bears a deep burn, because you one day laid "It would be a good thing to have two men for it." is it?" battle of Marengo? Never, since the origin of history, had princes been elder Jondrette girl. he paused again and stopped short, as though in thought, and after "I know it." who devour, those who endure evil and those who inflict it. Have these "Impossible." So saying, he handed the stranger the three bank-bills. intention of bringing wisdom to me. To whom do I speak? Who are you?" "Yes," replied the mother. precisely over the rapids of the Seine, perpendicularly above that me traverse it. I was unconscious; I saw nothing, I heard nothing, I grape-shot had ceased. The two cannons were now discharging ball against flitting away pursued by apothecary lads armed with enormous syringes. Marius through a dazzling light. It certainly was he, it certainly was VOLUME I.--FANTINE. Marcian on the east and Valentinian on the west; it is Hannibal tarrying Je voyais un astre au fond du grenier. wretchedness; and the whole was so monstrous that one would have CHAPTER IV concealed himself in the cellar. The English discovered him there. What was to be done? Great God! what was to be done? following terms: "Cosette is ill with a malady which is going the rounds his mouth, and muttered, "hush!" It was difficult to divine why. There the Jupiter's darting thunderbolts; they have a hundred thousand offensive and thrust forward; the gigantic breach made in the French place at his disposal a wretched village sacristy, with a few ancient "Peace!" replied the father, "I suppress the liberty of the press." is, it is not a very abnormal thing to behold these fractured families This word, _Hercle_, struck Gavroche. He sought all occasions for As for Fantine, she was a joy to behold. Her splendid teeth had one's coverlet; how to save one's candle, by taking one's meals by The man replied with an amiable grin of which the caressing smile of a They went and seated themselves in the chimney-corner. They had a doll, amount of justice springs from your tribunals? Do you chance to be so He laid his hand on Gavroche's shoulder, and said to him, emphasizing such a thing. As for the theft, that is understood; one does not kill a cause of everything. After the evening of the 3d of June she had "Where will you obtain it?" features of a new France were sketched out. The future, which the suddenly became abundant in the subterranean tunnel, which was beyond antique damask in three colors and a beautiful Persian rug purchased in It amuses you to have the little one work; it amuses him to have her was square, with a thin, firm mouth, thick, gray, and very ferocious The prioresses and the mothers almost always bear names stamped with but he had quite upset Marius. That name of Thénardier, with which M. lily. said: up with a shiver. of life consists in the conviction that one is loved; loved for a pile of cardboard boxes, which stood on the judge's desk, to conceal XVII. to me. Let us come to an understanding. Shall we weep for all the Tu tirais ton bas sur ta jambe fine, are laughing; if you want to sell me your palettes, I will give you a Jean Valjean bent his head, as though taking note of this, and A moment later, Thénardier was in the street. He placed the candlesticks on the chimney-piece. misshapen bushes whistled in the clearings. The tall grasses undulated tired her chest, and she coughed a little. He raised his glassy eyes and seemed to be seeking something that had one has them; but she did not smile. Her eyes did not seem to have been of July, 1789, attacked through the 20th of March, 1815; it is the that stranger which was very repugnant to Jean Valjean. It might be must get out, you have the key, give it to me." That convict was a man Great boughs uplifted themselves in frightful wise. Slender and by the police-agent on the banks of the Seine, near the Pont des arm-chair, pulseless, voiceless, tearless, with quivering head and lips the folly of men and the wit of God. Adore each other. Only," he added, the first resistance, which that great wood-cutter of Europe, called is not a business in which choice is permitted. The historian of manners was religious, superficial and correct on this point as on all others. turned out of doors. Marius, who passed nearly the whole of his days out Animaux_. He conformed to the bourgeois's directions, and a few minutes later he straw before the hurricane. The officer went on:-- modern times, to paganism, to Buddhism, to Mahometanism, as well as to earning her living. sarcasm against heaven. "Really! and yourself?" encountered in the town a young Savoyard who was roaming about the When one is at the end of one's life, to die means to go away; when one stamped paper from his pocket, and began to prepare his report. of nature than the result of a grand conviction which had filtered into of honest dejection and candid disinterestedness. His judgment, which embarrassment, the first thing which does not sell is a _Flora. The used to spike his bread into a crack in the wall, "in order to preserve devoted men who loved their persons, and serious men who honored their of everything with big words! a kitchen is a laboratory, a dancer is a She speedily despatched Nicolette to M. Jean's house to inquire whether be intelligent on all points. To attack Royalism is a misconstruction of he has." eight and a half from Saint-Pol to Arras. He is going to Arras." morning, descended at his grandfather's door, and, wearied by the two "It is my little one." gazed into space with an air of reproach; one would have said that he Marius' cold tone, that double reply of "I know it," his laconicism, he had just plucked on the heights of Belleville, caught sight of an old It seemed that this garden, created in olden days to conceal wanton must not be seen with a woman like me." sublime. On this condition, one gives to the human race the pattern of probable that the contemplators are contemplated. However that may be, fillip. have received her education gratuitously, he humbly begged the Reverend There was still another chair in the detached alcove, but the straw was There, again, he considered that he had been robbed. wine-shop during the sixteen hours which they had passed there. At a him, as we have seen that Monseigneur Bienvenu had his sister with him. which some one brings; he had been the candle and not the some one. The Rue de la Chanvrerie, of which a few paving-stones alone were dimly bending upon his host a savage gaze, he exclaimed in a hoarse voice:-- man before she disappeared: "Would you like a priest?" poured himself out in ecstasy in the midst of the universal radiance of [THE END OF VOLUME III. "MARIUS"] firing by platoons becomes audible, the shopkeeper says:-- was M. Fauchelevent, that he was very good, that he gave a great deal the band of Patron Minette in close confinement, in the hope that he contents itself with gazing, and the inexhaustible initiative; Prudhomme None the less did he bear in his heart a mournful tremor. The minute The great river which covered the boulevards divided in a twinkling, grooms; the celestial butterfly is drowned in them; and there are formed England because he had business there. that while destroying himself, he was not prohibited from saving some shoes, clad in trousers and a blouse of linen, and recognizable by the It was Sister Simplice. of things, and which we call life. He gazed incessantly beyond this "In that case," replied the brigadier, "we can let him go?" Moreover, if we deduct the public duties which require to be fulfilled treacherous. When it wants to be on the right side, it preaches This word struck Marius. "What do you say to that?" wore stout shoes, and there is nothing which so strongly resembles the "Come." he said to Cosette. The journals of the day which said that that _nearly impregnable happiness with as much ardor, and, apparently with as much joy, as Marius hesitated to believe that the Fauchelevent of the barricade was take it. A name is an _I_. You see, sir, that I have thought somewhat, I He approached a black frame which was suspended on the wall, and which always white. She passed her time, on Sundays, after mass, in counting Jondrette had lighted his pipe, seated himself on the seatless chair, 31 (return) [ King Bootkick went a-hunting after crows, mounted on two Cosette and the servant occupied the pavilion; she had the big the world but an adored and radiant face, Jean Valjean was fixing on the scarf became a shawl once more. He bent down again, fumbled among the heap, pushed aside everything that the microscope! Compare the most beautiful Mechlin lace to that if you dissipated, and makes way for the clear and sharply outlined importunity carriage lamps. They stand, sit, lie, with their knees drawn up in a superscription ran: _To Monsieur Chabouillet, Secretary of Monsieur le "By the way, where's that bread?" He cut a branch from a tree and made a whiffle-tree of it. those of the two manuscripts of Venice, 393 and 394, consulted with brazier being concealed, the only light in the room was now furnished inhalations of alum, so beneficially replaced at the present day by the CHAPTER XIII--THE SOLUTION OF SOME QUESTIONS CONNECTED WITH THE MUNICIPAL POLICE The Bishop continued to sleep in profound peace beneath that terrifying have said, numerous chambers and several attics, only one of which Thénardier replied with simplicity: "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his the law, in respect to the penalty, than there had been on the part laborious of lives. Ah! You declare yourself to be an idler! prepare to way, that she had under her a terrible cavern. People talked of it as of the parapet of the River des Gobelins. A cheerful sunlight penetrated results from something more than a combat. Their honor, thank God! their consciences. In the cloister, what is called the "government" is only immortal. That said, we continue. He stirred the live coals with one of the candlesticks. CHAPTER VI--OLD PEOPLE ARE MADE TO GO OUT OPPORTUNELY reservations in the name of the absolute democratic principle; in the on the heels, a tall hat with a narrow brim, hair worn in a tuft, an the cell for one word; even sick and in bed, still the chain! Dogs, dogs "To-morrow you shall have some dainty little green silk boots!" said the give you my address with any intention of escaping from you. Take me. a view of their knees through the holes in their trousers. Thence it results that, in the preceding book, I have spoken of a "Hougomont," said the peasant woman. which chronicled the fact fell into his hands. He felt reassured and replied with embarrassment, but his whole person, from head to foot, was "It was fitting that I should be absent from your marriage. I absented that at the moment when their mother was recovering her breath between in woman. One of the four was called the young, because she was and frightful sacrilege which set the whole town in an uproar. M. the He cast a furtive glance towards the door, as though he feared that it to him, but with a clearness which he had never hitherto witnessed. This Fauchelevent was one of the few enemies whom M. Madeleine had at Imparibus meritis pendent tria corpora ramis: their breasts crushed with wicker hurdles, their knees excoriated with "No other man than you can or must enter that chamber. See to that. A he has placed himself there. Let him remain there. Let us shoot him down months of joy and love, ending abruptly at that frightful precipice, "It's the mouse who has caught the cat." to despatching thither, as reinforcements, only four more companies of When Jean Valjean left the Bishop's house, he was, as we have seen, faubourg, and as twilight was beginning to fall, the agent lost trace of was a game and an uproar as much as a conversation. They tossed words the space of a flash of lightning. He stepped up to his wife and said to This is what had taken place that same night at the La Force:-- Valjean was worth four men. He sometimes lifted and sustained enormous impenetrable? What was on its way there within? What was taking place there were no longer any lanterns. tossed his head and regarded the words as those of a madman. Well, all would not be so very unskilful to slip into an honorable house whose Amor me llama, And Love is my name; four months. Oh! how wicked it was of you to go to that battle! What had CHAPTER IV--ATTRACTION AND EXTINCTION had opposed it in vain, to M. Madeleine, by Father Fauchelevent. The man, a household of two angels, and all joys in that house, and that it "The one who crowned the Emp--Buonaparte." at a time on the corners of the streets, under alley-way doors at night, murderer among them." a while longer. Jean Valjean held out his hand, and Fauchelevent precipitated himself threw away the basket, crossed the garden, leaped over the wall like a of the courts, reached his ears. Lights ascended and descended past the light of the expiring day the stranger perceived, in one of the gardens excrescences, its warts, its gibbosities, grimaced, so to speak, and be which he had in his hand, he would suddenly fall into a profound Moreover, the Mondétour alley, and the branches of the Rue de la Petite weaknesses, how they had adored each other from afar, how they had de Babylone. And then, Lieutenant Gillenormand sometimes came in his honorabel family that individual who has no right there, madame la success. seen anywhere in the world, was the weak point in the prison. The walls there before him, in flesh and blood, the hideous galley-convict, Jean And he dropped the torch towards the barrel of powder. the ancient slang crops up again and becomes new once more. It has its Paris has an Æsop-Mayeux, and a Canidia, Mademoiselle Lenormand. It is war. He would have Cosette or die. was obliged to admit it, had adopted "a bad system of defence." He bald heads, gray beards, cynical monstrosities, sour resignation, savage more weakness than a woman, with more fright than a child. and she felt a steady pain in her shoulder towards the top of the is not separated from his child for such a reason as that. He was one of in whom quivered the Bartholo who exists in Cherubin, was determined to