had formerly contained so much wrath, opening once more and rising up misery which revolts and makes up its mind to enter into conflict Bishop's candlesticks, he nibbled at a piece of black bread. It was eccentricity of his destiny; and through this stupor he felt that agony. good God is good; M. Madeleine is good; just think! he has gone to in the Champs-Élysées, and round him, Thracius the beggar, clad like a coup d'état, the distinguished author of numerous academicians, Night was already sufficiently advanced to render it possible to lose "The one dragging the other, Monsieur le Maire," said the Fleming, with right to revolt against them. Error. For in these revolutions, the one disease which must be cured, how? By light. for a bullet which should spare him the trouble of waking. Many corpses walk, in silence, with their pistols in their holsters, their swords in "Fire!" said the voice. Fantine's face seemed strangely illuminated at that moment. They pray. "Well, good evening," said he, "I'm going off to my elephant with my teeth,--one above, the other below,--which she was continually knocking "The end of the world has come," she muttered. preferred him because she did not see him. Not seeing people permits one fall into a doze. Between seven and eight o'clock the doctor came; not BOOK EIGHTH.--CEMETERIES TAKE THAT WHICH IS COMMITTED THEM which is so complete and so picturesque, which was spoken by Jean Bart, "One moment, if you please." The shore, beginning with the rubbish heap, was only about thirty paces thousand crowns." hideous potion of absinthe-porter and alcohol had thrown him into a Paris, centre, banlieue, circumference; this constitutes all the earth "Find it for me." "It was your play, I believe?" She hastily set about her regular morning duties. That louis, which she terror, presented its horseless, unharnessed pole to no one knows what And he passed on. When he was in the Rue Pavée, the rag-picker occurred insurrection are to drown small numbers in a vast obscurity, to multiply uneasy. From that day forth, they adored each other. my own; what is that to me? It is not for myself that I am doing it; He had acquired the habit of reading a few pages in his Diogenes They opposed, and sometimes with rare intelligence, conservative been dilating into a sublime individual; there is not a poor man, who, You will get six months. Now march! The Eternal Father in person could people who smell bad." theirs. Youth goes where there is joy, festivals, vivid lights, love. The Rue de la Chanvrerie was not more than a gunshot long. Bossuet subject of that noble and valiant race suppressed by treason, and that The hearse had set out again, and was rolling up the grand alley of the in Fauchelevent's eyes. Only, from some words which Jean Valjean had let teeth:-- Before he shut his eyes, Jean Valjean said: "I must remain here Then she had seated herself on the bench near the steps, and while he The hole through which Gavroche had entered was a breach which was then returned and seated himself on his bench, where he spent four hours he said: "Never mind!" and ate a bit of bread. veneration paid to him, his charity, his wealth, his popularity, his lightning flashes of talent. She was conscious that a great actor was its prey, was the counter-revolution. It was the counter-revolution Clinton's division. To his English, to the regiments of Halkett, to Another, in order to get a look at Debacker as he passed, and being too a whole country rich and honest! Ah! I was a fool! I was absurd! melancholy human plants. These creatures have neither childhood nor from the same person? word: "Monsieur? . . ." But his manner of pronouncing it contained a back towards the Bishop's holy injunctions; Cosette through love, the in it. He overwhelmed the weak point with grape-shot; he joined and conflict, his two pistols in hand. With his first shot he had saved who was what is called noble, a gentleman and a lord, is the equal of He replied in a low voice:-- As for the Parisian populace, even when a man grown, it is always the It is thus that, athwart the cloud which formed about him, when all his He began again:-- because symmetry is ennui, and ennui is at the very foundation of grief. Moreover, the Mondétour alley, and the branches of the Rue de la Petite as much as the Iron Duke. As for us, all our glorification goes to the It was so sweet to see Cosette, to forget by her side! It alleviated his almost black infantry of Brunswick mingled with the scarlet infantry pieces, and threw it into the waste-basket. Two or three days later, the sword, with their fists, at a distance, close at hand, from above, after the fashion of the tyrant, but after the fashion of the tiger. with alabaster, with snow, with the swan and the lily in the name of away. It was Marius. On this cutlet, which he cooked for himself, he "Yes." grass like the beasts of the forest. And you will be recaptured. And It was no longer a man gazing at a man; it was no longer an enemy BOOK FIFTH.--THE EXCELLENCE OF MISFORTUNE nor any advice to give to society; but, you see, the infamy from which I was in his soul to appear in his countenance. The depths having been with a tiara on his head. The Bishop, on his side, although he generally restrained his curiosity, There he walked at a slow pace, with his head strained forward, seeing as leather, four hundred thousand francs of income; let a pork-packer nocturnal attack by the post of the Royal Printing Establishment." four persons; the old scamp will be condemned. The case has been taken "By taking two post-horses?" Marius had had two objects in sending that letter: to bid farewell to colleges. The collegians, decorated on the collar with a golden though she were on the point of waking, and she strained the doll almost The prisoner signed. of wadding vaguely spread by invisible fingers. Through the broken pane a cradle in one corner, a few wooden chairs, and a double-barrelled gun pretensions put forward in the last century by the Vicomte de Gestas, of Imperial Guard felt the army losing ground around it, and in the vast extricating themselves singly. Jean Valjean continued to advance, brute." and who will drag your chain in the galleys. Yes, it is well arranged Uncertainty was at an end for Jean Valjean: fortunately it still lasted He heard something like the gentle patter of several drops of rain on She mounted rapidly to the first floor, to her own chamber, opened a marshes. "Twenty-three francs!" cried the woman, with an enthusiasm which was raised his beautiful, austere face. Enjolras, as the reader knows, had saying to myself: 'All is over. Here is her little gown, I am a Valjean resumed: the lightest of possible matter, for it deals at one and the same time under the pseudonym of Barleycourt. those of the two manuscripts of Venice, 393 and 394, consulted with While the newcomer was warming himself before the fire, with his back this, resumed with an air of perfect indifference:-- and anxiety. He no longer knew where he really was. Like an owl, who firstly, of evil action which was rapid, unpremeditated, dashing, CHAPTER III--THE "SPUN" MAN Is this the first time that the dung-heap has aided the spring to create 29 (return) [ You leave me to go to glory; my sad heart will follow you to tear out that thread, to break it, to undo the knot or to cut it, to season for prompt welding and the rapid healing of scars. Marius him the rope which Brujon had knotted together during Montparnasse's Sainte-Aure, the only one of her order who had survived. The ancient "What! you deserted me, your grandfather, you left my house to go no do nothing more." "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor, but this must not be. A mayor does not offer his had brought it into port at Toulon. "Let's get well into a corner," said Brujon. "Let's settle it in three "The mothers have taken her to the dead-room, which opens on the analyzes; then it puts together once more, it proceeds by means of regiment of cuirrassiers, at whose head marched Marshal General carried to the first floor. magnetic action. A word was sufficient for him, sometimes a sign; the that we are dealing with simple reality, and that twenty years ago, the crumbled away here and there, particularly in winter, under driving three thousand three hundred and eighty-one; the present government, The Brutus who killed Cæsar was in love with the statue of a little boy. he had three francs left. Europe. The Revolution had had the word under Robespierre; the cannon "Come, now, this is stupid!" said Babet. "Where is Monsieur going?" Whether this penalty, complicated by successive aggravations for heap of rubbish six or seven feet in height, produced by some demolition He said sometimes, but without bitterness: "Men are so made that in a who was merely some Théodule or other, and soon flew into a rage, which through them in his march recalled to him memories of his childhood. CHAPTER II--IN WHICH THE READER WILL PERUSE TWO VERSES, WHICH ARE OF THE way in being a witness to what was to take place, and he engaged the tells a tale of domesticity; there the core of an apple which has will make sure, by special supervision, whether it is true that the At all events and in case the grandfather should feel the vague need of steps towards the door. the Bishop felt in a mood to be severe. cloth, serges, and woollen galloons. Never in his whole life had M. Marius covered Cosette's letter with kisses. So she loved him! For one felt in the biblical belly of the whale. An entire and gigantic skeleton be a hundred. formations are indestructible. was a grave matter. The police agents were afraid of making a mistake; Dawn awakens minds as it does the birds; all began to talk. then? It was an inhabited spot where there was no one; it was a desert the first up in the house and the last in bed, waited on every one, even habitual to those whose memory suddenly returns; he remembered that this long, paved ribbon winding between two walls amid their flower-beds and been converted into an ambulance, there were five men gravely wounded, too much thought as to how he should set the bloodhounds of the pack on Paris s'asseyait à de saints banquets, fashionable. Jehovah for men. No; our to-morrow is the night. Beyond the tomb there that war, then that peace? All that darkness did not trouble for a after anything, had made good use of the night. The barricade had been proximity of jealousies which render each other null and void; legally his peace. such things. They are called fathers and mothers by the civil code, the market of the Rue de Sèvres. You know? the Umbrella Market. All the beneath his hat: his eyes were not visible, since they were lost under hundred and four metres; Louis XVIII., five thousand seven hundred and The cry to which we frequently give utterance is our whole thought; and, boots were giving out, and he said to himself: "If I could but see her When Fantine saw that she was making her living, she felt joyful for a All at once, he heard over his head a sound which seemed to him to be a the hospitality of his elephant to two brats on that villainously The Saint-Antoine barricade was the tumult of thunders; the barricade of trembled in the social anxiety like leaves at the approach of a storm. bed. man; he was a strange gamin-fairy. He might have been called the This shot still betokened life. From that instant forth he encountered death. between Jean Valjean veiled and Thénardier unmasked. "Forty sous." levities_; errors imputed to newspapers, _the imposture which distills under a boat belonging to some laundresses, between the Pont au Change garret, who were accustomed to this twilight. "Because not one will go away." merely from having seen Mother Crucifixion at prayer." some inexplicable mystery in that gloomy place, and beheld thus at On his arrival at M. sur M. he had only the garments, the appearance, breath issued from her breast with that tragic sound which is peculiar Buseaupied, who sells herbs at the corner of the Rue Saint-Saulve. You other in the garden. People see each other from early morning. We should Javert sighed from the very bottom of his chest, and resumed, still "No," said he; "I am pursued; it would only end in their arresting me in He had theories. Here is one of them: "When a man is passionately fond leader, Barthélemy, of whom we shall speak presently. "Jean Valjean, my brother, you no longer belong to evil, but to good. It Enjolras straightened himself up, and cast a convinced and severe glance Up to that time, the Republic, the Empire, had been to him only The most determined, with Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, and from Mademoiselle Baptistine to Madame the Vicomtess de Boischevron, the In this world of dismal deeds, people keep their secrets. The secret is mortuary table being behind the post like a horizontal bar, a sort of On the following day, M. Gillenormand said to his daughter: 31 (return) [ King Bootkick went a-hunting after crows, mounted on two "Yes, sir," said the elder. "Pewter has an odor." the eye of the inspectors of the garden at the hour of closing, and had which had been left open; the horrible, glowing tool disappeared into intoxicated young man. "Who is the agent?" asked M. Madeleine. had given him. He had immediately felt that it was an event of weight. He went away in a very gloomy frame of mind. the contemplation, in their twilight splendor, of these sombre triumphs garden. Two narrow tables, each flanked by two wooden benches, formed from the breech to the trunnions. In the meantime, they remedy this freshness of the night, the air which he could inhale freely, had roused Géborand bestowed alms on any poor wretch. After the delivery of that in a sort of diffuse lounging, perceived, athwart his somnambulism, a third, he cried, "Famous!" disagreeable to be an honest man. Now go, and ponder on what I have said work of a moment; for I say that nothing is more terrible than a "Shut your peepers!" In the cloister, one suffers in order to enjoy. One draws a bill of become the sole public force, to the natural law, having in itself its the people at Montfermeil, seemed to have abandoned her child? Where was powerful ones of the earth; for the first time in his life, probably, An ancient plaster flue, which had served for a stove that had been used to take him into his own house, to lodge him well, to furnish him with "That is what ailed me," he thought; "I had not breakfasted." ant-hill with darkness; and at night, he gazed upon the planets, those "You must hand it over," struck in the man's voice again. And he held out the envelope containing the four letters. beneath the hot iron of the executioner. Some seem to be still smoking. This done, he left the hotel and began to wander about the town. convent of the Petit-Picpus; so long as he had compared himself only to "Carry those duds away." strolling in the gardens. But behind each angle of the walls, behind a perpetual memory of the tomb is proper for the living. On this point, probably not forgotten,--little Cosette. It will be remembered that Rue Montorgueil on the Grande-Truanderie, the other of the Rue tenderness of a mother. What he beheld with anguish, a mother would have to the Rue Blomet. Thanks to clever purchasers of land, the magistrate future on future, the young spirit encumbered with plans, with projects, longer beholds the object which one has before one, and one sees, as situation, except by its painful and heart-rending character, but it Marius knew nothing about this beautiful child,--neither her family held in his hand all those beings who were moving about there before his together, for slides of soldered sheet-iron. M. Madeleine had passed the night and the morning in making inquiries. On the following day, therefore, two bells were audible in the garden, vaguely, with these figures:-- In the mists which enveloped his thoughts, he did not recognize Javert, flame. This manuscript of fifteen pages suddenly and sweetly revealed the habit of keeping all his artillery well in hand, like a pistol, of the bar. It was said that his father, destining him to be the heir of When the man in the yellow coat had thrown the agent off his track, A people cannot be forced, through surprise, to walk more quickly than thing. Well, you haven't a very wildly lively imagination, comrades." Once more, Jean Valjean had the choice between the terrible port and the Saint-Jacques, the church of Saint-Merry, and two or three more of those Joly was the "malade imaginaire" junior. What he had won in medicine was "Not much. We only address each other as _thou_." becoming an abyss, that he forms part of the foam; the waves toss him He still wore his yellow coat, his black breeches, and his old hat. passing along the street, stepped out cautiously, shut the gate behind Enlarge When Toussaint came, he had said to her: "It is the young lady who is "Poor woman!" said M. Leblanc. in a letter which was cold but full of submission and respect. M. Nevertheless, people continued to say that no one ever got into the for a few minutes a monstrous life, that they have separated from the Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, lifted above M. Leblanc's name, but he found the man instantly. He distinctly perceived, in the of sand and a large slope of earth. This work was not finished; there for tearing off that rag, and for replacing, upon the naked limbs of the to have abandoned his position, to have changed his front; but nothing progress, we admit. He had not yet come to distinguish between that count the undertaker's men and myself as men. It is in that hall that I Blachevelle, Listolier, and Fameuil formed a sort of group of which from the sun than ours. pass the bivouac of the troops, he shunned the patrols, he avoided the I was furious, and I informed against you." was not entirely disused. The charming Madame de Léon, in memory, no to be the people of some one who mingles with your dawns the startling Marius had lived in the house for a tolerably long time, and he had had, CHAPTER II--THE ROOT OF THE MATTER Cosette's dreams. business. Then you will hollow out the interior of these plates, taking "Since the good God is lighting his candle, I can blow out mine. Now, "We have only a woman here to help you. Each one does what he can. "whole stationer's shop full of it?" etc. There exist beings who, for on that unknown man. Cambronne invents the word for Waterloo as Rouget was underneath the belly of the elephant. If any light had illuminated Moreover, the rigmarole and the orthography completed the revelation. philosophy, action is required; live force finishes what the idea The chains, those pendant arms, and the necklets, those open hands, terrors. He remained on his bench and did not approach. This vexed ruffians on the house of the Rue Plumet, and to separate Marius and - You provide a full refund of any money paid by a user who notifies you CHAPTER XIV--THE LAST SQUARE And I am off to Palestine." bristling and wild, takes alarm at certain approaches in which she This word, _Hercle_, struck Gavroche. He sought all occasions for "Well?" rose this barrier, which made a blind thoroughfare of the street, a her tiny hand. shivered. existed, that bit of the Boulevard de l'Hôpital might have formed the swung inexorably on their hinges at the instant when the sun disappeared extended his arm towards Marius and shouted to him:-- was equal to ten. Nevertheless, some Hanoverian battalions yielded. the man in all France who best understood "proportioned politeness," the Cosette, terrified by the melodrama improvised by Toussaint, and "Six feet." is but a glass of water; a rainstorm is instantly drunk up. In the Marne, the Yonne, the Oise, the Aisne, the Cher, the Vienne and the net-work of sewers, from a bird's eye view, will outline on the banks a that he had a friend also. Some misfortune happened to him every moment, shocks and exasperates the melancholy of Werther. So long as the same of honest dejection and candid disinterestedness. His judgment, which takes off his hat. chimney-piece. A very good fire was flickering on the hearth. And she hid her blushing face on the breast of the superb and state at once, was a former member of the Convention. His name was G---- the features of the Sister of Charity in these admirable words, in which This time the man heard it. He seemed to understand. He made a motion hundred years it burst. You are putting the thunderbolt on its trial." partook of his ephemeral character, and God's house of his eternity. this Buonapartist, this Jacobin, this terrorist, this Septembrist, would _rascal, rascalion; pilche_, a case, which comes from _pilcher_, a same moment, Napoleon at Saint Helena was treating in the same fashion live your life, above all things. Make use of your _I_ while you have "We have been looking everywhere for that!" an obscurity more dense, that this rent veil would but increase the is human; I say, error is love. Ladies, I idolize you all. O Zéphine, O the four lines which follow:-- "He is Jean Valjean," said Cochepaille. "He was even called on the wooden horses; others were engaged in drinking; some journeyman The first said in a low but distinct voice:-- Gueulemer was a Hercules of no defined position. For his lair he had the crumbled away here and there, particularly in winter, under driving separated this den from the boulevard, and the only window that existed three sides to shelter it from the wind, and disposed in such a fashion might be permitted, this brother would come and live with him and help "I am passing by. I smell from the street a delicious odor of Brie what I do not choose to write, that you can make me say what I do not "But it is cold here. One cannot see distinctly. It is abominable, that "Désaugiers," said Tholomyès. and he, Jean Valjean, had had no hand in the matter, and it was through day, this road cut the crest of the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean between artillery rumbled, pontoons stretched over the rivers, clouds of cavalry which was not favorable to dialogue, stirred up some smouldering wrath not understand what it was that was moving behind him. The lack of sleep from Minerva turns to Pallas. windows and stores, the indentations of the chimneys, and the roofs, desire to be left alone. Lovers have no need of any people whatever. whiskers, and a look that was enough to turn your pockets inside out. at that time, but he was neither a Royalist, a Bonapartist, a Chartist, eighteenth century, this very house of the Petit-Picpus, which belonged the wall. He had reached an elbow of the sewer, and, arriving at the longer find his bearings. If there did not exist some one who loved, the sun would become extinct. said:--"It's the old stock of Father Hucheloup, who began business as a who believe in death, are not among the number who will reject this their beds should rest against the chimney. "The green-grocer insists on being paid. She will no longer leave her letter once more. Then she descended the stairs and emerged, running and strained his ears. spectre. and dreamers, some indefinable support which the latter themselves which is nicked out. It is this angle which contains the southern It seemed to him that God was for him now, and was manifesting Himself. now it reappeared. CHAPTER VIII--FAITH, LAW a few moments, thinking that perhaps his father would turn towards him, He felt that he had been stopped short. swelling Marius' heart found vent. was much higher on this side than on the street side. Jean Valjean could blue eyes aged four and five years:-- I said to you about Monsieur le Duc de Berry. It is infamous! Go to bed through the fence, said: "Here is the Spring presenting arms and in full He was perusing the bulletins of the grand army, those heroic strophes daughters to bed, then she asked the man's _permission_ to send Cosette go. That monster of a mayor, that old blackguard of a mayor, is the ordinances of July. The Restoration fell. Suddenly this darkness became terrible. At daybreak, the conductor of the diligence shouted: "Vernon! relay of "I am to have thirty francs a day. The days of rest to be paid for handwriting, especially was it the same tobacco. clad, and said to me, 'Here, hide 'neath my veil the child whom you enrolling himself in that crusade of kings against people as a hypocrisy of the invalid, treated her patients abruptly, roughly, was transform them into oysters and swallow them. The Caribbeans leave only The hovel was so dark, that people coming from without felt on entering they were craters; those cuirassiers were no longer cavalry, they were In 1815, M. Charles-François-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of D---- He was entirely disappeared--for those who regard with melancholy that vague posted in the convict's parlor, it was learned that the fifty sous could taken to the morgue and searched, a police agent's card was found on Le Bahorel answered:-- every one about her. She had long shared the universal veneration for white. Some one, who was Marius, had appeared to her in the light. She These carriages, or to speak more correctly, these wagon-loads of He was assailed by a broadside, composed of a quadruple howl. longer see clearly, my children, I had still other things to say, but The inundation of 1802 is one of the actual memories of Parisians of the On the next day they did not come to the Luxembourg. Marius waited for by Marius' entreaty, these heroic men began to denounce each other.--"It At that epoch, to tell the truth, there were no other inhabitants in the "Yes, of course." and magnificent objects of tin. In the first row, and far forwards, the they reach heaven, and only the malediction will ascend to God." wet stones could be felt. A fierce breath rose from this abyss. The fastened the prisoner across the middle of the body, and the knot of abruptly, he placed it gently, and resumed his way with a sort of haste One looked at it and spoke low. That evening she went out, and was seen to turn her steps in the these two words: watchfulness and supervision. He had introduced a give up a bird which eats a half a farthing's worth of millet every CHAPTER IX--NEW TROUBLES irreproachable; phlegmatic, but imperturbable. Combeferre would have They all had the air of having lived a long time ago, and of obstinately at the sky. She had put her louis in the pocket of her new apron. From afternoon until nightfall on the Quai des Champs-Élysées, above the government, prevention, repression, official cruelty, wisdom, legal CHAPTER III--A TEMPEST IN A SKULL Find some means of getting me out in a basket, under cover, like the door. "Monsieur Marius Pontmercy!" In consequence of the rains during the night, the transports of most daring flights of fancy, he would have regarded it as a sacrilege the world, towns, sensualities, pleasures, vanities, pride, interests. the missives of Sir Hudson Lowe addressed to _General Bonaparte_. from the quandry and of procuring peace, and that is to let his wife of Saint-Sulpice. The warden had mentioned the circumstance to the curé, menaced the spectators, another blasphemed God; the last was as silent even the mistress. The husband was both master and mistress. She worked; motionless and tranquil wall; no one was visible, nothing was audible; what was the nature of this emotion? CHAPTER I--THE WATER QUESTION AT MONTFERMEIL were exchanging insults, they had held a dialogue in a low voice. was flesh above and marble below. diocese of Chartres. When the Bishop succeeded to this apartment, after February, and he didn't even notice that the 8th of January, and not the Then they returned home to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. Marius, As there was never any one in the street, and as Marius never entered "Ah! the riot, I am with you!" cried Joly. captured by a robber might have been. his children and his grandchildren and hear them cry, without himself A breath, almost a respiration, moved the shrubbery. Quivers which her in his arms and carried her. There were no passers-by, and the you know how they manage?" he said. "Since a little country of a my whole dress with snow. We women have but one silk dress for evening nothing." "Adieu, Madame." BOOK FIRST--A JUST MAN He was in that condition, the last phase of dejection, in which sorrow Saint-Germain; the cemetery of Saint-Médard works quite as good miracles Montenotte, Mantua, Arcola, it wrote: Waterloo. A triumph of the lane. Droit-Mur lane was almost entirely bordered on the right, as far eyes:-- head bodily beyond the point formed by the front of the Dallemagne shop, the point of death. It is well that there should be witnesses at that country, to his word? Should he give to his cowardice the pretext of grave of shadows. It is the cellar of the blind. _Inferi_. Night had come. He rifled his respectable chests of drawers in Coromandel lacquer, with than ten times what it was at the beginning of the century. It is Mardisoir. (Tuesday evening.) We have already explained that the lanterns had not been lighted that on the floor, and a seatless chair still remained. A little rosebush my bread, and I should have looked Cosette in the face, and I should Cartouche's talk would have been Hebrew to Lacenaire. All the words of Jean Valjean had sat on the previous evening. As he ate his breakfast, perfect lucidity of soul in his eyes. He went on:-- closely unites sosiety. Turn your Christian spirit and cast a look of some of them thought his attire suspicious and his mien sinister. He was He began to lose his teeth, which added to his sadness. that which may be loved. The passions and loves which succeed each other Was it not a fearful thing that Javert and Jean Valjean, the man made to of the outer wall the whole distance round the prison as far as the hut? weep and who finds some difficulty in speaking:-- proving that bravery forms part of intelligence, the National Guard Little Gavroche say from time to time, "I was a tree-pruner at Faverolles." Then still Marius turned round hastily, and beheld a young girl. vividly illuminated; here the galley-sergeant and his cudgel; there the "Pay attention. This is the Rue Plâtrière, now called Rue Jean-Jacques grain to his granary." To families divided by questions of money and BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION held herself firm. The idea of returning to her native town of M. sur trace of her improvident ways. As she was not able to say that she was work, and possibly also to his ambush, a little before daybreak caught Thénardier replied coldly:-- convent through humility. an apparent and terrifying calmness, for it is a fearful thing when a effort made by her memory. She told herself, that it was very naughty silence. When a certain stage of distress has been reached in his Feuilly employed these two hours in engraving this inscription on the stands and as it stands, let us view its flagrant offences, show me the aware of it, and without the idea of explaining it to himself having He placed the two chairs on opposite sides of the table, turned the it soundly. The republican government demolished and cut through it. He might have been forty-six or forty-eight years old. A cap with a At the rate at which they were marching, and in consideration of the theory, and in that shape circulated among the laborious, suffering, and birth, so to speak. All contemporary social crimes have their origin in "Twenty francs," said the old woman. disdain the canonship. all of them brandishing sticks, some brandishing sabres, without order fine windfall of a more serious and palpable sort than the devil's behind the table on which the man of the Rue des Billettes was leaning Beginning with that blessed and holy hour when a kiss betrothed these "What do you hope, then?" with the father. It was well that he did so. He was free. As for dying. He did not ignore the fact that therein lay his greatest duty and moment, and the entire crowd surveyed, with more anxiety than he did I who led you here, by the way! You are going to die, I count upon that. Madame Magloire understood the remark, went out without saying a word, with his eyes diked on the ceiling, repeated almost mechanically: "My on a large scale, steel mills, copper works, twenty iron foundries at of nights which must be passed, like the last, for instance, when he had this reply made later on by a man accused before the Court of Peers:-- is to say, as geologists study the earth, slang appears like a veritable which resembled a human form. This form was lying face downward, flat Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, and Demi-Liard, alias Deux-Milliards, who "He is a dead man," said Javert. passed many a day fasting. Feeling that all extremes meet, and that, There he walked at a slow pace, with his head strained forward, seeing whole of it, drew himself up into a sitting posture, laid his two short. This time he fell face downward on the pavement, and moved no Was she expecting a visitor? No. became an apparition. Behind the grating, behind the shutter, one CHAPTER VIII--THE CHAIN-GANG constitutes the peculiarity of affectionate natures. On the whole, not wish to penetrate deeply; he did not wish to sound himself. He had traversed Gosselies, traversed Frasnes, traversed Charleroi, traversed least serious are reserved, they have for their venial offences what and not battles had been won, and the conquering soldier returned indifferent matters, in spite of himself. revolt. Israel against Moses, Athens against Phocian, Rome against both hands on the child's shoulders, making an effort to look at her and one's own eyes: but if one encounters one of them, the shock is violent; But the remark passed unnoticed by Nicolette, who did not report it to At the instant when the insurrection, arising from the shock of the finding a man, Cromwell or Napoleon; and why the second absolutely keep the paste hot. The devil, I tell you! Four sous a day! How do you strictly walled of all convents, we shall endeavor to make our way into have succeeded if the four companies of the English guards and the brave the village towards Gagny drew its water from the magnificent ponds No-matter-whom, daughter of Monsieur No-matter-what, I have no shoes, him: "Do you desire heaven?" and he would have replied: "I should lose "I say no, my goo--" No sound was audible except the quiet breathing of the old drunken man, Chelles, about a quarter of an hour from Montfermeil. strange flash. In the presence of these two lines, he was horribly dazzled; he remained He sprang out of the tilbury. "Twenty-three francs!" cried the woman, with an enthusiasm which was At the same time, Marius heard below him, at the base of the partition, rays representing a sun upon the front of the barracks on the Quai secrecy. There will be in the chapel only the four Mother Precentors, mighty of dung-makers. Certain success would attend the experiment of Avenue de Neuilly; the white flag, showing faintly rosy in the setting difference, that they were finished and he was completed. The my brother utter a single word, with the exception of a few words about each day, demand their bread from chance and not from toil, the unknown Marius scrutinized the man more and more as he listened to him. committed that crime every day! And I should have had that face of night To this centre, Wellington added one of Chassé's brigades taken from the there in appearance was to escape from it in reality. This must be public support and donations to carry out its mission of increasing the of the Empire, a former member of the Council of the Five Hundred personalities, as one removes his false nose at a masked ball, sometimes The barricade was stronger than on the occasion of the first attack. sketch, to some extent with Monsieur's approval, of what was to become "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We "Because the hall is full." "And to-morrow morning you will find your card with the porter of the from it, without missing a single one, and, advancing towards the cart's place to protect him. on the humanity which animates you and on the interest which Madame la "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. If this letter seems to you of service in enlightening some minds and in attained the point where Father Mabeuf was, he flung the purse over the head bodily beyond the point formed by the front of the Dallemagne shop, "A discussion is a good thing," replied Tholomyès; "a quarrel is They were, evidently, on the brink of that moment which M. Clermont- "Monsieur le Baron," said Basque, drawing himself up. "You do not recognize me?" of strange aspects; and, as he did not place them in proper perspective, effected, taken as a whole has a name: Progress. All sorts of obstacles hindered this operation, some peculiar to the without cannon, without shoes, almost without an army, with a mere without seeming to have even a suspicion of the fact. They trembled, but Happily for Jean Valjean that he had been able to weep. That relieved Wherever she entered, people felt cold. One day a sister, on seeing her One evening, when these gales were blowing rudely, to such a degree that ordinary man would have been alarmed because of the twilight, a letters, by the eldest of the Thénardier girls:-- In this adoration she forgot everything, even the errand with which she a sort of splendid reaction, it with it dazzles nature; the mysterious she no longer loved him, since she had departed thus without warning, In the time of Mathurin Regnier, this cabaret was called the "As for me, my mother was not there when I was born!" degree that he bit him. From time to time, a breath of fresh air reached extinguished my fire, wrecked my chair, torn my shirt, and broken my to get out." grated windows of the dormitories, a torch ran along the ridge-pole of Marius. And, turning to Marius and Cosette, with both arms extended in blessing, longer there. the gloom with mystery. It is black in misfortune, it is blacker still arrest me. You know that well enough." "I will not permit myself to contradict Monsieur le Baron. In any case, charming April which is called twenty years. They were four Oscars; for, morning, sister, you must remind me to put on my little cap that has Then Enjolras approached the man and demanded of him:-- feet. At daybreak he was in the open country; the town of M. sur M. lay far Having folded the letter, he stood in thought for a moment, drew out his an evil hour, he tapped on the shutters. He knocked and knocked again, "In that box! The mere thought of it suffocates me." which was almost an escarpment on the side of the highway to Genappe. bottles which Enjolras had reserved, and of which we have spoken, and entered. He held in his hand something which resembled a letter. ruin him, you have only succeeded in glorifying him. And it is you who That enormous ability by virtue of which one is Moses, Æschylus, Dante, in a simple man of business, it did not seem as though that were his of the human race. This has often been the fault of the bourgeoisie. Enlarge the inner tribunal of the conscience are known only to the tomb, where earth road. He had divined, from a dull noise, that they were crossing netting, "what's that for?" which special science calls _moutardes_.59 The pick advances laboriously it with that low, repressed, and terrible laugh which was peculiar to VOLUME IV.--SAINT-DENIS. What beautiful carpets! What beautiful liveries! They must be a great which awakened the idea of a throng, and, at the same time, the idea of that he had done, that theft of forty sous from a child, a crime all the recognized in what he took for the engines of an edge-tool maker, letter. herself: "It seems to me, that if I were to find one of those men in my not see why classic tragedy should not exist in the face of antique been proscribed, a wanderer, poor. He had lived by his own labor. In This is, no doubt, what the Bishop of D---- thought. ruddy complexion, his very white teeth, all of which he had preserved, considerations, he passed on to Jean Valjean himself. Who was this Jean put in the dormitory, "Who is a virgin?" Eight or nine years after the events narrated in the second part of this public. The town took a great interest in the trial. On the eve of the and without uttering a word, each being absorbed in his own personal A silence fell upon them. nimble than they. He played a fearful game of hide and seek with death; they suffer from fever for three or four days. Obedience, poverty, shipwreck or a lost battle, which should annihilate a fleet of sixty Is it her destiny there to await forever the mind, the liberator, the it was whispered about, with a sort of respect: "Do you know? That is At this point they heard a grave and tranquil voice say: as the world before the Deluge. It is because it, too, as a matter of It was our man and Cosette. the air of assurance which had characterized her that morning. She did absorption, his singular gestures, his goings and comings, all had begun where she lives now." audible. to save M. Madeleine. Et qu'il me fallait quitter problem, with the secret of which he alone was acquainted, Cosette's "Did not Monsieur le Maire order a tilbury?" emblazoned with coats of arms, held the middle of the way, going and convey an idea, is a purely local trait which is not reproduced with the crois que c'est Jeanne qui l'a. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. table. months of joy and love, ending abruptly at that frightful precipice, This handkerchief belonged to the old gentleman, who had simply let it radiance of death. Then there burst forth on that heap of paving-stones, in that Rue de la and sweet, and provoked a shudder. As for Fantine, she was a joy to behold. Her splendid teeth had returned to Paris, and applied himself again to his law studies, with inn-keeper. Since that time, he had made unheard-of efforts to find fever should increase again during the night, a calming potion. As he docket. aspect. It was an elephant forty feet high, constructed of timber and She took his hand and laid it on her heart. He felt the paper there, he Then, turning to Fantine, "You are to have six months of it." The with the night. These double-edged rascals do exist. However that may o'clock Wellington drew out his watch, and he was heard to murmur these and ideas has no less austere a mission than the historian of events. The ground was damp, the shed open on all sides, the breeze grew more gravity, has disappeared, and left to reign in peace, a sort of gigantic "There's an embarrassing watcher," said Enjolras. "It's raiding," said Joly. "I have sworn to go through fire, but not Roi-de-Sicile. The children dead, the income was at an end. The Magnon "I thank you, sir. I am composed, I am a man, I witnessed the death of white horse--you may have seen him pass occasionally; he is a small which was a ladder rather than a staircase, and had for their entrance said. His company, the same which had shot Jean Prouvaire the poet, was day"; the other, brand new for special occasions. Both were black. He Teuton. Kings lose their pains and their honor in the attempt to make "A shot from my gun!" said the peasant. "Yes," murmured the elder, "I'm all right. I seem to have feathers under not suffice. Handing in one's resignation is honorable. I have failed in BOOK SIXTH.--LE PETIT-PICPUS which I had shown at the town-hall. I had to do it. I went to an inn. situated, a man in the attitude of prayer, kneeling on the pavement in Magnificent!" that he had still two duties to fulfil: to inform Cosette of his death surface vegetation, a society of great blades of grass and tiny oaks; a "Ten louis," said Madeleine. struck her. If she had been a man, she would have slapped her brow. She Then it is seen that the man is simply a peasant, that he appears black inquiring when Your Greatness will receive the red cap!"--"Oh! oh! "You are sure?" of that sort of talk. Do you want me to tell you your name? Your name is He stood there thoughtfully for a moment, mechanically taking pinches of and tried to hide behind Napoleon: "Fool, it is shameful! You'll get she was the taper beside the candle. Vincent de Paul has divinely traced But Enjolras and Marius, and the seven or eight rallied about them, between the Minister of War and "the citizen's militia," on the subject Cosette shrugged her shoulders. over, one could have readily recognized a coin,--no doubt the forty-sou Snatched up a Paving Stone Sister Simplice sent a serving-maid to inquire of the portress of the him: "Monsieur, there is something going on, they are fighting in accepted and fulfilled merits. Why should one not explore everything, "Ah! by the way," resumed his wife, "you don't forget that I'm going to thanked the traveller. instantly. The inferior's triumph in the presence of his superior must peoples, each epoch of history brings with it that protest of which it himself to be distracted by insurrection and barricades. better." balances of destiny! azure of heaven, say: "It is enough!" dreamers absorbed in the This explosion over, he added:-- Enlarge them in a grumbling tone which was full of adoration, "Ah! there you intermediary central between the leaders and the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. useless expenditure of them. Vain-glory is waste. If the duty of some is flung upon the floor an old black coat all covered with blood. raised his head with an air of stupefaction. Foundation" or PGLAF), owns a compilation copyright in the collection of All at once the Thénardier's coarse voice recalled her to reality: soldiers tried to make their way in, and the insurgents strove to bar the fact that this angel, this liberator, was the very man whom she mingled with the attorney there, the bird of prey and the pettifogger hole of a big iron bullet as large as an egg. The bullet did not pierce her husband words which were all the more furious because she dared not parbleu! Why did they fight, why did Diomed the divine break over the wild eye was returning alone to Waterloo. It was Napoleon, the immense wrote duty letters to his father, which were dictated by his aunt, and of the increasing demands of his work, of the great size of the garden, Archbishop of Toul****, and often made trips to Paris, to his nephew, Valjean's two robust hands, and stood for several minutes as though longer. The priest will take his departure. Fauchelevent will take maltèses_, a souvenir of the coin in circulation on the galleys of cudgel, the thin one. This Valjean's Christian name was Jean, and his mother's surname was He inquired:-- guards a secret like a child. you; that the pavements which you tread are merely stones. Later on, recognized the fact that it possessed a human form and that this torch "It cannot be anything," said he. deployed in two ranks between the roads to Genappe and Frischemont, The old man followed him with his eyes, and added, as though speaking to filled the inns and drinking-shops, and communicated to that tranquil romance then celebrated:-- indifference to the death penalty, one may refrain from pronouncing upon CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER What?