his pocket to prevent its dragging, serious, silent, and thoughtful, Father Gillenormand stammered in a low voice:-- Cosette gave her hand to Marius, and both, mute with anguish, not This remark drew an exclamation from Gavroche. The petrified air of the that prison, precisely at the spot where the sewer which served the so to speak, on the head of the procession, there arose a frightful ebb. way from this paper." "Oh! Come now," said Gavroche, "I don't care a brass farthing for that!" abandoned their accustomed place and had adopted the bench by the have been very happy. All is over. Do not weep, my children, I am not excusable he feels it even while holding out against it! How he himself, peaceful, adoring, comparing the serenity of his heart with the still any vicomtes--to be called Thomas, Pierre, or Jacques. This Bonaparte's proclamation to the army in Italy: "When they had anything state of torture: something like the case of a blind man who should seeing no one but that child who helps me. Your name has reached me in those personal motives, of something that was also general, and, BOOK SEVENTH.--PATRON MINETTE and fell to thinking about his father. tomb. absolutely closed during the day, and never to receive any one whatever Any one who, like ourselves, has wandered about in these solitudes this bad breath. The air taken from above a dung-heap, as has been in his manner. notably Paris. To study the suburbs is to study the amphibious animal. Faverolles; the accused had exercised the calling of a tree-pruner away. Marius, also warned, and, in accordance with the deep law of God, become vermin! Ah! So it does not please you to work? Ah! You have but each side marched a double hedge of guards of infamous aspect, wearing "So I have met you at last!" she said at length. "Father Mabeuf was earthenware, which is easily fashioned into a Capuchin or an Ursuline. sewer, have dragged me into it and have carried me through it! He must the hole in the ceiling, which had formed the entrance of the stairs, a pronounced after the fashion of the Canebière, signifies fine weather, saying to himself that this prowler of the barriers with whom Jondrette man taken to flight on the arrival of the police, instead of entering a enjoyed the use when the gates were shut, a privilege which was it something to hold his own against Europe, but that it was a still hold of my hand. Hold your tongue and shut your peepers!" and sought to make out the surroundings of the apparition. At the false elementary ideas, which, though just in appearance, were absurd in prioress expects you." "Good," he growled, still half asleep, "this is where I get out." make--we will not say to be--what people have agreed to call an honest twenty thousand francs. Go get yourself hung elsewhere!" the wall, either on the side of the Jondrettes or on that of Marius; the himself incapable of a malevolent feeling, experienced moments when name="linknoteref-29" id="linknoteref-29">29 green and moss-covered pillars, and oddly crowned with a pediment of venerable and manly face, on those open eyes which saw not, on those to say what there was in Police Officer Javert. which she had gradually corrected: she had a taste for dainties, and she the dissensions, for all the violations, for all the iniquities, for Bishop grew great and resplendent in his eyes, so did Jean Valjean grow _you_ to Éponine. "This. A tall blonde fellow on the boulevard said to me: 'Do you know there in the smoke, then emerging from that shadow, reappeared on the CHAPTER V--IN THE CASE OF SAND AS IN THAT OF WOMAN, THERE IS A FINENESS she was capable. seized the woman by her satin bodice, which was covered with mud, and saw nor heard it fall. She drew out the bucket nearly full, and set it sounded the depths, for another reason than history. We shall therefore charge, falls beneath the feet of the English dragoons. Napoleon gallops from it. be denied tobacco while I am in confinement." the third in the washerwoman's hands. He renewed them as they wore out. to me the forgetful, to me the pitiless, to me the guilty one: Thanks! Courfeyrac and Bossuet, whose brave good humor increased with the peril, I thought it was only an affair of gallantry, It seems that it is an Marceau had no stragglers; Wellington had few, and we do him the justice lean the gigantic archangels of the human mind; formidable abysses, necessary to you, those trees are well beloved by you; that you entered powerful terrorism of the Holy Office at variance with the chimerical rest, that is to say, for the people; privilege, exception, monopoly, says: "The holder in fee reverting to his landed estate cannot claim the Restoration, prisoners condemned to death re-entered Paris on the day empty coffin. spreading out her bridal toilet with both hands, and with a tenderly "So you are sure that he will come?" softening phrases, one of these little events which were of daily sketch, to some extent with Monsieur's approval, of what was to become "Do you love me?" said she. him; the perspiration was pouring from him. "She's well. I don't know, let me alone, and be off, I tell you." visit from her mother, who was accompanied by a little sister three A cloud swept across Marius' brow. He seized Éponine by the arm:-- Cosette's head. tiny thing. It is true that she costs us money; it is true that she has eight and a half from Saint-Pol to Arras. He is going to Arras." ought to be able to see the old man and the child. He looked as far as by some men like Macchiavelli, Bacon and Mirabeau, grandiose vileness. Towards one o'clock in the morning, the night being very dark, he saw I repeat, brothers, I repeat, no zeal, no hubbub, no excess; even in Jean Valjean was the load which weighed upon his spirit. put poor families, old women and little children, in those buildings, air penetrated to them through me. I produced on them the effect of an Charles X. from beneath that dais which had sheltered Louis XIV. and put in the dormitory, "Who is a virgin?" some relation to Jondrette's abominable projects. That must be _the brazier being concealed, the only light in the room was now furnished candle. The two girls of the twilight recurred to his mind. perfected by a military education, which certain special branches of the They went away. in a voice in which the strangling sound of the death rattle began to carnage. Nevertheless, the altar has been left there--an altar of Rue Polonceau as far as a house which bore the number 49, and along the "Come instantly--" made me shudder from head to foot." They were dressed in blue, with a conditions, but he submitted to them, thinking that he was doing right editions, compiled biographies, etc.; net product, year in and year fast. It is when one is old that that sort of thread is particularly "Well," said the Bishop, "may you pass a good night. To-morrow morning, But what matters it to the Infinite? all that tempest, all that cloud, happiness to his child's future. This caused the curé to regard him with armed himself, of being nine against one, supposing that the female and at that moment, when he reflected on it, he was able to enjoy the CHAPTER IV--DETAILS CONCERNING THE CHEESE-DAIRIES OF PONTARLIER. subject; this history, moreover, has been finished, and finished in a "That I was mad." He paused. permissible; in the ditch of a scavenger, like Escoubleau, is horrible. knew the singularities of their parlor, and the grave-digger, at confronted the two in his own mind with anxiety. profit, had nothing disturbing about it; the swallows indulged in the Ah! ça ira ça ira ça ira! under their coverlet. Enjolras, whose blue eye was not fixed on any one, and who seemed to be window into the street, that the government collected a fine of a mistake as to this surmise--and whose aid he had demanded. "There is the beginning," said he. she had a public letter-writer indite an epistle to Tholomyès, then a azure sky; Diderot stretches out his arms to all these love idyls, and at its ease; the free press embarrassed it; several arbitrary arrests These guarantees are a necessity of the times. They must be accorded. pursuing some one. alone with his company of eighty-three men every effort of the hostile one, the chaplain, the Abbé Banés, old and ugly, whom they were At the same time Gavroche grasped the little fellow's hand across his translating itself into syllogisms arrayed against Enjolras, when all of to another. grenadier, courageous as a thinker; uneasy only in the face of the battalion of the 12th Light came at a run from Saint-Denis, the 14th of He was affable and sad. The people said: "There is a rich man who has Thénardier replied:-- heat, and midday. The three others, less timid, as we have already "Thénardier, I have told you your name. Now, would you like to have me century belonging to the Naples Library. M. Mabeuf never had any fire struck, that following his father, he too was about to show himself your eyes, boobies. Everything is in disorder, the star as well as marmot-box on his back. CHAPTER III--JAVERT SATISFIED a distinction was made between virgins and florists. There were also the ended. the Rue Pavée, shook his head and turned back; then he went no further turned into a narrow one, entered the waste land, and plunged into that it also lay in that hand which had removed Napoleon. slangs and to speak none of them. "Madame! . . . You know! . . . more novelties! What is the meaning of handful of snow applied to her bare skin between her shoulder-blades had and the necessary base of her politics. She could get along without the beard, and one of these stiff mustaches which will not lie flat, offered Javert began to laugh, with that mournful laugh which comes from widened out, the other extremity narrowed together into a pocket Quatre-Nations_, and the Opera-Comique _Feydeau_, the precise spot fact, at the very first instant, hastened to the officer of the watch, passed through the Rue Plumet, an old, belated bourgeois who was making Fauchelevent belonged to the convent and knew the pass-words. All the transformed, and from being hostile to social progress, it will become we reserve to the word its ancient and precise, circumscribed and clear horizon with the sharpness of steel; Venus dazzlingly brilliant backs turned to these two. "And the chemise too," said he, "this has a good appearance." she will take her first communion. Ah! when will she take her first All of us, whoever we may be, have our respirable beings. We lack Hardly had he pronounced these words full of peace, when all of a Thénardier intuitively felt that Javert was still there; the man spied It was a beloved, sometimes an adored, voice. No one was visible. Hardly had given alms, added a few more details. This gentleman of property was anything to add to your defence?" near the Jena bridge." somewhat, and that he could not dine with Monsieur le Baron and Madame which you stood was the parlor. The first voice which had addressed you passed his evenings during seasons of severe cold: he called it his Toulon beheld the entry into their port, after heavy weather, and for What excited the carpenter and caused him to show this thing to his in our house, that we are! Waterloo was against the English." "Come," said he, "it's only a dead body. I prefer a spook to a Men shouted to Marius from the groups: deal. One reaches the height of consideration if one chances to cut candles; around the chandelier, girandoles, on the walls, sconces with Had he, in lending to this stranger the aid of his key, and in making must comply with both paragraphs 1.E.1 through 1.E.7 and any additional grumbled for awhile at having that dear little creature "taken from him" direct the insurrection in the Quartier Sainte-Avoye. A man killed in "It's a marvellous sight," said Joly. Moreover, it is an excellent hay, which can be cut twice. And what is madness; he hears noises strange to man, which seem to come from beyond and pleasantly over infinite and eternal things, and at the "crotchets play, to balls, to the café, to the billiard-hall; you have wit, you establishment of Philip V. in Spain cost France two milliards. Even at Javert thrust aside the spectators, broke the circle, and set out that's all right; it's the abomination of feeling those people touch whitened with dust and ashes, where the spiders wove their webs, "Don't let's talk of monks," interrupted Grantaire, "it makes one want terrestrial perfumes into the azure depths, without knowing what it is the very top, the chimneys stood palely out. The sky was of that had escaped him, Javert did not lose his head. Sure that the convict who Oh, poor thought of miserable wretches! "Set out to-morrow morning. I think there is a coach which leaves the thieves and deliver him up. He took the sleeping Cosette gently in his simple. It is April. The cold weather has ceased." her husband had whispered in her ear, had sufficed to rouse this huge, darkness of the place. He hugged the wall and halted. Moreover, he did quivering with expectation and with the desire for a tumult. Everything across that cold and lifeless face and had then vanished, and the mad added:-- "Don't be scared, infants." its nudity, in the broad light of thought, of the horrible swarming of The pupils one day succeeded in getting possession of this book, and set When the Empire was established, all these poor old dispersed and exiled microscopic battles, gewgaws and ribbons--he lavished everything on English army disappear. It was rallying, but hiding itself. The Emperor the rag-pickers of the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. Rags mounted guard over denied nothing, not even ghosts; turned over the files of the Jean Valjean shuddered with the continual tremor of the unhappy. For All passions except those of the heart are dissipated by revery. Marius' M. Madeleine seemed to reflect for a few moments; then he said with his also. It sufficed for us two. She had trouble, also; all day long up to A legitimist association, the Chevaliers of Fidelity, stirred about now bowing to the earth before him. At the same time, the usher handed but a slight shadow, a faint cloud, and she was so full of joy that the whither Jean Valjean had arrived was called _le Petit Picpus_. The "Ah, come now!" exclaimed Gavroche, "what's the meaning of this? It's of goods, to live for a long time in a box, to find air where there is the redbreasts sing in the hawthorn-trees. Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Misère est mon trousseau, urchin sprang to his feet. Any one who had spied upon that man up to Courfeyrac. It was the first time in his life that he had ever borrowed "Do you know where M. Fauchelevent is?" waited without uttering a word, without making a movement, in genuine and as though crushed. It seemed as though some one had overtaken him in this inclined plane and his feet touched the ground. by change of place. After the lapse of a few minutes he no longer knew liberals were turning democrats. It was a flood tide complicated with taken the Louvre at all, sir? Quite near here, in the Rue Saint-Antoine, by Count Anglès possessed the esteem of the republics of old. In their had inflamed her whole being. This note-book was like a spark which Cosette, seeking the most deserted side alleys of the boulevard, and encountered him, a joyous sound became audible. air of a bat than of a lark. You see, sir, we do not ask charity, and we composing it. Here are the appellations to which the principal members notable portion of its extent. phrase of judicial slang, of which this is the conclusion:-- "An old goodman of a priest, who passes along mumbling his prayers? Bah! boulevard near the washerwomen? How the birds sang! That was a long time of Tantalus as applied to a mother? Bear this well in mind sir: the else than here. This is the place for enthusiasm, not for drunkenness. CHAPTER III--THE ANKLE-CHAIN MUST HAVE UNDERGONE A CERTAIN PREPARATORY a burial is like. _De profundis_." La première fois qu'en mon joyeux bouge this iron, and these cords were possessed of will. In the frightful radiant portal. Jean Valjean was no longer conscious of fatigue, he no She means to lead us all by the nose, I warn you. You have your own "Monsieur owes twenty-six sous." eloquence than the true in indignation; he was eloquent with that Society of the Rights of Man seems to have been posterior to the date the rebuke of the police, the two maskers turned their eyes elsewhere. insulted and pardoned by the laughter of the public. The laughter of all the Marquis de T*******, who was Minister of Marine and War. The To say: "the plant wills," instead of: "the plant grows": this would be coming!' Oh, if you only knew. I bit my blouse, I suffered so! Now I am suffer, wait, the oppressed woman, the agonizing child, the secret war He got out of the coffin, and helped Fauchelevent to nail on the lid Jean Valjean shook his head. one's wife, of fleeing, on coming out of church, of hiding oneself with continue his travells. what did we say!" All M. sur M. was in an uproar. The rumor was well As this gaze did not suffice, he tried to thrust it aside; he shook it, tracts of country, and which serve to transport thick planks and the quick-tempered, but she loves her also. You see, she is just the same as which could be seen a priest in his surplice, and a choir boy in his red her athwart all the intoxication of her age, the season, and her little stalls resembling cellars, big posts encircled with iron hoops, the cuirassiers made breaches in the squares. Files of men disappeared, Bozzaris, Riego, Bem, Manin, Lopez, John Brown, Garibaldi; it is the most Holy Sacrament of the altar," said the prioress. Jean Valjean remained inert beneath Javert's grasp, like a lion one who offered resistance, a score of assailants, soldiers, National "Yes, my good Monsieur Courfeyrac. Ah! good Heavens, are you going "If Madame sees that some one has carried it for me, she will beat me." As for Marius, as he allowed them to dress his wounds and care for him, grotesquenesses, from the Turk to the savage, Hercules supporting one knows how, and he has been sought, I fancied. In short, I did this in it. He overwhelmed the weak point with grape-shot; he joined and I love my love, and corn-flowers are blue. a spectre in old numbers of the _Constitutional_, and makes Chodruc and with noise. With the exception of Enjolras and Marius, who held in romances that young girls are brought to the bedsides of handsome in the evening, and went to bed at once, she was so tired. Her husband enveloped himself, would suddenly blaze forth above his head, and that The man grumbled, without pausing in his writing. "Canaille! canaille! and who are much happier. O Monsieur Javert! it was you who gave orders don't know why it is, but I can't help fancying that I've seen that face might, without knowing why. Then she felt a pang at her heart. It was gleams from the air-holes only appeared at very long intervals, and were M. Madeleine wiped his face, and said:-- children." He thought: "This will be over soon now. Patience for a little while up to the axles, the circingles of the horses were dripping with liquid is your opinion as to Lamoignon-Bâville? Maillard is terrible; but back just when you are not expecting it! I did wrong to spoil that when you are no longer there, you perceive that the streets are dear to the other--the red and blue inside; of a short-waisted olive coat, with more than man and less than man. There is incomplete immensity in pierced the roof. "They have gone for the nearest, to Flachot's place, where there is a pavement with his halberd, between two rows of astonished spectators, at twilight aspect. speak to the Minister of Agriculture and Commerce about him, and did which he had flung over the wall, had been found and picked up. While of tumult of events to the sombre roar of ideas. The rambler, if he risked himself outside the four decrepit walls of omitted--had been blind for many years before his death, and content to "So Father Mestienne is dead." there. Persecution of the spiders was not organized there. A fine web, closely unites sosiety. Turn your Christian spirit and cast a look of in the world! In any case, Monsieur le Maire, this is a question of man without giving him a few sous. Sometimes he spoke to him. Those who amid the shadows! begin with indifference? the General-in-chief of the army of Egypt." "I do not know what you mean." On the other hand, the two letters U. F. "In days gone by, I stole a loaf of bread in order to live; to-day, in And he snuffed out his tiny light. was expressive of candid and intrepid confidence. He took a turn round the hovel, and added:-- "I have no idea of the name of that street," replied M. Fauchelevent, in No-matter-whom, daughter of Monsieur No-matter-what, I have no shoes, been observed that, ever since his arrival at M. sur M., his language confusion. "Monsieur the Mayor," said the Bishop, "and Messieurs Citizens, I "Decidedly," thought he, "I have been dreaming. I have been subject to a vanishes like a dream, and reappears like reality. One feels warmth disabling of Foy; the unexpected wall against which Soye's brigade was plunged, so to speak, in a grave which was closing in upon him to the "Well?" the Bishop were glittering upon the cloth, symmetrically arranged before the day when the rhetorician Gymnastoras left his prison, bearing in have had to relate any of the occurrences which the reader is about CHAPTER VIII--THE TORN COAT-TAIL the impulses of paladins. Heavy masses, the multitudes which are fragile interrogating Jean Valjean to such a point that Jean Valjean had said: The bourgeoisie then, as well as the statesmen, required a man who army, that lion, sees before it, erect and tranquil, that prophet, "It is you, father!" he exclaimed, on catching sight of Jean Valjean; "A young man who used to come here." points of support all his life long, had crumbled away in the presence Thénardier seized the letter with a sort of feverish convulsion. He was fond of saying, "There is a bravery of the priest as well as friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married others; a second later, all six were reunited. would have become a millionaire; but an inn-keeper must browse where It was, in fact, Éponine, who had addressed Thénardier. purple, choking and foaming at the mouth, his eyes starting from his everything had languished in the country; now everything lived with The child retreated as it had come; the voice died away. Fantine hand in his, and bent over the dying man. labor; work yourself to death, drag blocks, sleep not, hold vigil, was, perhaps, on the point of entering, appeared to him no more petticoat upon that chilled and shivering nakedness. Her girdle was a affair, entrusted with this same function. He was in that condition, the last phase of dejection, in which sorrow battle is less dismal, after all, than the clank of the scabbard on She held a letter in her hand, which she presented to Marius. thee!" which disconcerts one, and which would dissuade one from proceeding him. I knew him at once! What! Didn't it force itself on you?" your face! Marius was fighting six months ago; to-day he is married. their heroes; obscure heroes, who are, sometimes, grander than the correctional police; it is a matter for the Court of Assizes. It is no for French bullets! to resemble those twilight larvæ which haunt ruins, and which ancient that approximation to the people, so willingly contents itself. that he is an actor by profession. I love actors. As soon as he comes He finished her thought. her woes, that Madeleine! And at the very moment when she had insulted marked by the bend in the Seine towards the Pont de Jéna, where the all that for the sake of an old wretch of an apple-thief who, most There are beings who demand nothing further; mortals, who, having the the English general, Colville, looked at his watch, and noted that it a jolly fellow who means to get rich." When they saw him enriching The moral wretchedness of Thénardier, the bourgeois who had missed his appeared erect upon the parapet of the quay, bent over towards the In the daytime it would have been possible to recognize it as nothing slaters to get from roof to roof, from enclosure to enclosure, from The more he examined the deed of this woman, the more shocked he felt. Babet interrogated him:-- Since he had been alone, he had placed his bed in the antechamber, in along the quay on the shore. cane, and wearing a battered hat, turned round abruptly behind him, and wedded pair, dazzled with voluptuousness and believing themselves alone, windows of the wine-shop, from the cellar windows, whither some had and loveliness, fresher than lilacs in the month of May, will come to. the soul; on the side of the wretched covetousness, envy, hatred of tracts of country, and which serve to transport thick planks and the "That's good, it is going to put on its nightcap." Thénardier intuitively felt that Javert was still there; the man spied profit, had nothing disturbing about it; the swallows indulged in the separated by millions of leagues, they lived by gazing at each other. that he brought himself face to face with this deed without a name which The door of the garret had just opened abruptly, and allowed a view of "Are you sleepy?" said Jean Valjean. for commotion. As we have said, the great city resembles a piece of erratum," she thought, "such as one sees in books. For Marius, read at the foot of the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean. In that fatal valley, Men unite themselves and dwell in communities. By virtue of what right? Jean Valjean, in the thick cloud of the combat, did not appear to see reflected in the funereal, the sepulchral immensity of silence, unknown 23 (return) [_L'Aile_, wing.] another door, also with a secret lock which opened a quarter of a league and opened it, exclaiming, amid profound bows and smiles of adoration:-- and set the candlesticks on the table. Géborand purchasing paradise for a sou." religion in the police. Being,--and here we employ words without the Jean Valjean came from a poor peasant family of Brie. He had not learned However, this almost sepulchral parlor, of which we have sought to "One hundred francs!" leader, Barthélemy, of whom we shall speak presently. New Building, but that he was still in great danger. these dripping corpses, and their red galley-slave blouses had a clot of they had, no doubt, left people on the watch in the street; that if this "Well!" cried her father, "what are you about there?" had fallen upon his breast, and he fixed a melancholy and irritated gaze sergeant, he said. He had probably been through the campaign of 1815, came and placed himself behind the hearse, beside Fauchelevent. He was hours which had elapsed, the patrol which they had encountered, the (Mademoiselle de la Miltière, received at the age of sixty in defiance For such Frenchmen nothing less than such Englishmen was needed. It or understand. The lightning must, at the same time, have hindered squadrons. Quiot retreats before Vivian, Kellermann before Vandeleur, His white face looked up to heaven, he allowed Cosette and Marius to short and halted at times; he recognized the fact that he was weaker either intentionally or accidentally. CHAPTER III--THEY RECALL THE GARDEN OF THE RUE PLUMET haughty cook, a cordon bleu, of the lofty race of porters, presented "Are you alone?" Madeleine was to be appointed by the King, mayor of M. sur M. Those who Quand irons-nous dans la forêt? the master is reflected; public powers are unclean; hearts are small; Jean Valjean threw himself, all dressed as he was, on his bed, and could I have that fatality hanging over me that, not being able to ever have of a profound soul, associated with destiny; the stream, the plain, the position! newcomer, and to see that the man was carrying something on his back. He granite. She touched the unhappy with fingers that were charmingly pure to attach it. an error to suppose that the soliloquy is unnatural. Powerful emotion dressed in rolls. Listolier and Fameuil, who were engaged in discussing Incontestably fond of his country, but preferring his family; assuming vanquished greater. Bonaparte fallen seemed more lofty than Napoleon which bordered the street, a sort of hut, which seemed to him to be An old man named Father Fauchelevent had just fallen beneath his cart, absorbed in reflection which had no bottom. All at once she ceased 1.F.5. Some states do not allow disclaimers of certain implied which is produced when the shells of grape-shot are drawn from the The men of the post had rushed out pell-mell at the sergeant's shout; risk of burning; or you will creep through a sewer-pipe, at the risk of was in his alleys from the break of day, in summer, planting, cutting, memory opened once more, he reflected again on the past, Colonel door with the butts of their guns, and with kicks, shouting, calling, spinster's indecision. Her father had acquired the habit of taking her Phodromus, Diabolus, and Argyrippus, descend from Courtille in Labatut's woman and a number of children were piled in a heap. The whole of this fail to be of use. emerged. being who has not done it. It may even be said that the word is never "Why, it's Monsieur Brujon. Good day, Monsieur Babet. Good day, lightnings darted between his lips; his ideas vanished; it seemed to him whom to apply. She had committed a fault, but the foundation of her there are on earth men who--are they men?--perceive distinctly at the children, and who did not fear any one except her husband. She was a daytime, which suggests the supposition that they work by night. circular bay, an _oil de bouf_, that Madame Albertine listened to the friendship, and clinging to each other, they assumed English poses; the The young men were comrades; the young girls were friends. Such loves Who could see? Since Jean Valjean was alone, and there was no one there. low tone: "Take a good look at him, wife!" at the moment when they are passing they fill the heart completely. No name is to be read there. the caissons and ammunition-wagons could not pass between two rows of had only to show himself; he had here a temple composed of verdure, "Has she not a child which she desires to see?" said the doctor. lofty stature, whose hair was turning gray, and whose bold and daring just calling the roll. You are not unaware that they are very ridiculous Two men who have a secret in common, and who, by a sort of tacit he was reduced to confess, in his inmost heart, the sublimity of that entered the carriage again and taken their departure, Fauchelevent, who space of barely six months. He had viewed, almost tranquilly, that And taking the rope in his teeth, he resolutely began the ascent. calm voice: "If she were not to see Monsieur le Maire until that time," went on night; moreover, Monseigneur has the habit of always saying 'come in'; Arsenal point: this man was committed under the number 9,430, and his roughened with brandy and liquor. from the colonel, thus depriving the father of the child, and the child everything, and that he has memories, because he is still a very The man halted; he set the bucket on the ground, bent down and placed casting upon that buried name its sinister light like a candle beside a equally impossible for him to leave his father unavenged. On the one Prince of Orange was in command of the centre, Hill of the right wing, English, in both cases, regaining possession of one's own territory. little wolves were as tipsy as sparrows from having drunk dew and thyme Extra, for that of Arles . . . . . . . . . . . . . 50 " length, each story retreating twelve feet back of the story below, in came in contact, in the pocket of his coat, with the packet which he corpses was thinner. prison postern. The blows from the butt end of the gun made the house Jean Valjean obeyed. It was the smile of a spectre. "The idea of standing watch in the snow barefoot!" refectory, whose only door, as we think we have mentioned, opened on the He hesitated a little over the large sous. After due reflection, he took crimes! And what faults! she will take her first communion. Ah! when will she take her first hundred remained; out of three lieutenant-colonels, two lay on the and uncomfortable there. There are rough people there sometimes; and unsheathed sword-cane. Feuilly, with a naked sword in his hand, marched hedge. a lighter-man was in the skiffs which were moored here and there. francs and six centimes required for covering this mass of filth. The Javert thought that the young man, whose name he had forgotten, was These two children were the same over whom Gavroche had been put to some dragon. That is a good book that you are reading, Mother Plutarque. travelling like a family man, with wife and children, in a rickety was overwhelmed. intelligent towns. in which there was, nevertheless, a singular tremor:-- "Go and get the child," said he. not attach themselves to anything. They call everything _our_; thus: our "Monsieur," replied the elder, "we have had nothing to eat since this placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, and rubies seem wet, and make veiled beings in the shadow below weep, almost open to the sky. The shades, those sombre hatchers of primitive the four cardinal points of progress. Diderot towards the beautiful, of the morning. Cosette, with her hair in the sunlight, her soul with me." light in the upper stories. INFALLIBLE MARKSMANSHIP WHICH INFLUENCED THE CONDEMNATION OF 1796 was still possible to him when gazing at Cosette. The reflection of that CHAPTER XI--CHAMPMATHIEU MORE AND MORE ASTONISHED a half-empty bottle which contained the remains of the stupefying wine portress-principal-tenant, housekeeper of the Gorbeau hovel, Ma'am BOOK FIRST.--WATERLOO by Théodule as to the love affairs of Marius, if, by one of those agitated by the last mechanical convulsions of the life that had fled, the Marquis de T*******, who was Minister of Marine and War. The door fall heavily to behind her. of Parmentier, made a thousand efforts to have _pomme de terre_ [potato] street do? He goes down stairs; you will tear up your sheets, little which he is the father and of which it is the mother; let a preacher CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES "What!" broke forth Marius, "do you dispute that? These are facts." trunks of trees. This fore-carriage was composed of a massive iron Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga do not admit widows to their Comme elle sent bon! Quels cheveux à flots! However, he was thought to be dead, and this still further increased the He threw himself against a tree which was close at hand, erect, his brow ready to march onward. dirty diaphragms. Here and there, in the corners, were visible large which have one vice,--error. The honest, pitiless joy of a fanatic "Good evening, daddy," yelped the girls. fact, and her father was not. She had reserved her decision on this sombre secrets in their past and of sombre mysteries in their future. hearth and meat in the pot; I have created ease, circulation, credit; Madame Magloire was a little, fat, white old woman, corpulent and therewith, and do not trouble yourself about the means which a poor Jean Valjean shuddered like the wild beast which is recaptured. never went anywhere except on condition of being the chief person there. Thénardier seized the letter with a sort of feverish convulsion. of nature, the absence of daily and material activity, the life within CHAPTER V--AT BOMBARDA'S to dwell?" country and had been there before. The kings reigned, but ill at their ease, with the rock of Saint Helena Then he perceived that the man who was addressing him was frightful. eleusiac chant of the Panathenæa, and in it one encounters again the blasphemous as to compare the scaffold of Louis XVI. to the cross of bones have turned to stone. Their veil is of woven night. Their breath "Finish both of us at one blow," said he. is, it would terrify her. What, a convict! we should be obliged to of a storm, like a soldier at the approach of an assault. He felt hanging on the wall. A table was spread in the centre of the room. A linked, precise, circumscribed, exact, limited, closed, fully provided had gone to Chelles, to Bondy, to Gourney, to Nogent, to Lagny. He had with the rope which Thénardier had given him, and of the bars of the "Climb up and go in." Fagon attributed the redoubtable malignant fever of 1685 to the great "Yes." "Precisely." column made its appearance through the smoke on the crest of the The stranger, still surveying him with that gaze which penetrates, as living. He said to himself: "When I shall have made my balls of blueing, bandits in the service of Robespierre! All who served B-u-o-naparté were usual. There was cavalry on the Place du Palais-Royal. "Then give me a drink," said Javert. He straightened himself up, and rooted himself upon that point of He set out on his march again, then he began to run; and from time to herself; now she was the spectre of herself. Physical suffering had was perfectly new. Eighty francs, Mr. Inspector." "But before that--" For a moment he could not speak, then he went on: the ideal alone, that those who sacrifice themselves do thus sacrifice He reached the ruin all out of breath. His knees were giving way beneath specimens of humanity taken at random; neither good nor bad, neither what I am about to dictate to you." civil war, and I shall take my leave!" Should he abandon his friends who shooting-iron," the cavalry-man who says: "My turkey-cock," the the rose? remember, was bordered on both sides by attics, all of which were, for wine-shop during the sixteen hours which they had passed there. At a "In that case," replied the brigadier, "we can let him go?" humble and august souls, who dare to dwell on the very brink of the breath in the dark. in good faith, had raised in the audience a murmur of bad augury for the heart broke, his face was engulfed, so to speak, in Cosette's garments, insurrection are to drown small numbers in a vast obscurity, to multiply encounter him. It was only on the evening before that she had attempted And after a silence she went on:-- and tell him all about the affair. I should go mad first, I should die, me: 'Thénard, my friend . . . won't you drink a glass of wine with me?'" progress. In any case, and in spite of whatever may be said, the French On the evening preceding this same 5th of June, Jean Valjean, gilding, with great branches of lilies painted on the panels, thundered of inward conflict. At last she appeared to come to a decision. This gave each man fifteen rounds to fire. "I should like to go and establish myself at la Joya. There are three of in September, 1845; it was for sale by a bric-à-brac merchant in the of the Chemin-Vert, or the catch basin of Hurepoix. Hence a throng of "Ingrates!" says the garment, "I protected you in inclement weather. Why inhabited by the door-keeper of the cemetery. These gates, therefore, delicate operation is called "spinning." quantity on a double tally. It is towards the end of April that the work "The one who crowned the Emp--Buonaparte." affection, which is at once slight and severe, of the dotards of comedy. had under his arm a volume of the memoirs of the Duc de Saint-Simon. A He recalled the odd incidents which had already alarmed the household. commission for M. Baour-Lormian, one of the Forty. Gavroche was a gamin humble soul loved, and that was all. sometimes. But I don't like the benches in the galleries. One is cramped who was hedged about with that vague resistance of hers composed of go about as though there were nothing the matter. "It is all the same to wait for you now. You shall see, that it is you who are going to be poor people surrounded him in church, which had drawn down upon him suddenly emerge from the darkness and rise in front of him, when that INDIA with their knees on the stones. with lightning, to be in Europe a sort of nation gilded through glory, served to support her, found one of its branches, clung to it, bent Javert. There was disgrace in any resolution at which he might arrive. on. The Syrian hostess has more grace than Mother Saguet, but, if Virgil "Give it to me," said Jean Valjean. was lying. one's flesh. count. If combatants are required, they must be provided. It can do no the unknown. "What other case?" relatives, one had only one's arms. I worked. They have, in the 1811 at the head of the poster. Ah! what a beautiful blue theatre all glow of those salamanders of the fray. startling. On entering he bowed to M. Madeleine with a look in which Just as they were finishing their morsel of bread, and had reached the mud. It was evident that the person who had had the ordering of that good exposure, to make his trials with indigo "at his own expense." his portrait taken when he was a little child! He knew well that he had forth from the Faubourg Saint-Antoine now savage legions, now heroic bald spot, of which he himself said with sadness, _the skull at thirty, she had not heard. This man, without uttering a word, had seized the He murmured: drawing-master, M. Ansiaux, whom the letter, of which we have perused From this denseness the carnage arose. invisible guns, drew himself up in the face of death and as though he distinct buildings,--the Great Convent, inhabited by the nuns, the "What are you jabbering about? The tavern-keeper hasn't managed to cut "Agreed again, you shall see her to-morrow." without weakness. The lamp-lighter came as usual to light the lantern which was situated not the wit to present me with a child like that!" ineffable ecstasies, to contemplation, to joys; he beholds his feet set "It is strength. One would have to be a terrible man to do such a thing house, Cosette paused. It had been hard to advance further than the last days. Oh, all this priesthood! Things will not go well, M. le Comte, mistake which it makes with regard to us,--have we not sometimes been have done if you had been dead? And your little girl? There's that angelic, with a complete beauty which would have made Petrarch sing and swing, and said:-- hair. bedroom: in this way as many as eleven chairs could be collected for the candles; around the chandelier, girandoles, on the walls, sconces with Those two words, however, had set every one in the convent who had the rest; he had merely changed the hand with which he was holding Marius. "The young principal actor stopped to chat with your girl." and Clown persisted. In the good humor of that winter of 1833, Paris had The following day was the 3d of June, 1832, a date which it is necessary lightning-flash is of the thunder also. Fatality has points of juncture prison one can earn only seven sous a day; it is not the government's conquering the first necessities of life, and that he was resting from and sent to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation at the taciturn grating was a receiver of stolen goods. As they approached the tavern, Cosette timidly touched his arm:-- dead.' and I add: 'and Father Madeleine is buried.'" Researches in slang mean discoveries at every step. Study and without a single purchaser. Sometimes M. Mabeuf started at the sound Javert understood it now. Fantine's daughter was there. Jean Valjean was dark green, which can be seen in foliage which passes through the winter At Madame de T.'s the society was superior, taste was exquisite and possession of France and saying to the world: "The sequel to-morrow!" It does not seem to us, that on such a subject mockery is permissible. stars, daintily piercing the pale blue of the zenith, and visible to very softly. mechanically into that pocket, and there it stopped. shape of the paper signed _Fantine_, and a consolation, the fifteen in the New Building was Guelemer, the second was a nail; Guelemer, that preferring the deserted street, avoiding any share in conversation, very narrow but sufficient for escape. The distant quays, Paris, that my iron-shod cudgel and the forty-sou piece stolen from Little Gervais, Cosette and Marius fell on their knees, in despair, suffocating with go far away, I should have been safe. I had only to go away; there are what you ask." a matter of reproach, in connection with any other man. A member of the There are instincts for all the encounters of life. he had no dinner. plain of Issy, in one of the abandoned quarries which are so numerous in He went straight to "his alley," and when he reached the end of it he and penetrating into things. A pure itch for talking. And often was unfamiliar, and which terrified her. The planet was, in fact, very succor is possible. You go on falling from gearing to gearing, from CHAPTER I--IN WHICH THE TREE WITH THE ZINC PLASTER APPEARS AGAIN Javert bestowed a respectful salute on the mayor, whose back was turned him, the company of sappers of the first corps, which he had appointed were unintelligible because sobs broke the voice of the younger, and the impossible of classification, in the philosophy of history. All the He added not a word further, and followed Jean Valjean as a dog follows same silence reigned, and there was the same darkness around him. He was offer the wounded man a cup of his cooling-draught. He overwhelmed the "Better. Is your master up?" Wellington, oddly ungrateful, declares in a letter to Lord Bathurst, Jean Valjean's proposals. Did she want to take a walk? "Yes, dear little roof. They flung bodies, some of them still alive, out through the in the carriage. Marius, motionless, with his body resting in the missing bits in the inlaid floors and the glass in the lattice windows, holds, suicide or crime. The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with of the British frigates. Twenty leagues further on, his audacity having neighbor if you see fit. The property of love is to err. A love Monsieur was sure that he was not committing an indiscretion, to a their turn. These facts are the products of revolutions and wars, they sleeplessness." This terror was the result of the quantity of vivid. Jean Valjean, with the gentleness of movement which a brother moderately concealed. Oh! the large laughing mouths, and how gay we were than according to what he thinks. There is will in thought, there is Célestins are full of pistols. What do you suppose the Government can The Bishop did not omit his pastoral visits because he had converted his Then he turned to Cosette. under this heading: _Allowance to M. the Bishop for expenses of Thuin, and only halted at the frontier. Alas! and who, then, was fleeing did not dare to do it. He adored Cosette, he possessed Cosette, Cosette shipwreck; and the lid of the coffin becomes a plank of safety. bombarding Antwerp, and paying off Pritchard; singing the Marseillaise distant sound of marching. rage and joy; the street was filled with blinding smoke, and, at the end "Inspector Javert, set this woman at liberty." the bed, where he immediately fell into a profound sleep. difficulties of faith never resolved themselves into hypocrisy in his enormous cavity hollowed out in the centre of Paris. There the glance That done, he had a fainting fit. When he recovered consciousness, he Petit-Banquier. The day was declining; the snow, which had ceased for a His eyes were troubled. He gazed at the child, in a sort of amazement, "I am at the orders of the very reverend community." eaten, he has nothing more but meditation. He goes to the spectacles The artillery-men rapidly performed their manouvres in force and placed save him; and these walls have ears of flesh, and these men have bowels which Paris has given birth. brief stay in the Luxembourg; they went away while it was still broad "This is too much! How is this?" Marius left the hotel de la Porte Saint-Jacques, as he did not wish to The door opens not. He strikes a second blow. No one answers. A third of his chest had made the powder damp. He primed the pistol and added CHAPTER VII--THE MAN RECRUITED IN THE RUE DES BILLETTES There are no more men. Where is God? himself.' I was honest with him; I did not speak to him. It was at that ourselves; the angels vote. Cosette and Marius had been elected. was that, and it was also, perhaps, even less than that. Let us say it seat on which he had passed so many adorable hours with Cosette. Then he for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little thousand francs a year in Paris. These are beings of the great neuter