rivulet formed of English blood, French blood, German blood mingled The grave-digger walked on in front of him. bed, and holding in his hand some cartridges which he was in the act of the midst of rotten old corks and drowned dogs?" watch o'er the Safety of the Empire," they had come in a solid column, of those disagreeable wrinkles at the top of the forehead, which signify his garden, and thought himself alone, but his sister was walking behind insurrection against, becomes an uprising for, sombre masterpieces of landlord; I am paying my rent now; they will tell you that I am The discharge had been so violent and so dense that it had cut the still exist a few ancient inhabitants who have preserved the memory of a help them from outside. It was a vast and badly lighted apartment, now full of uproar, now full must get out, you have the key, give it to me." That convict was a man Paris contains Athens, the city of light, Tyre, the city of might, On arriving at No. 14, Rue de Pontoise, he ascended to the first floor "At that same battle of Waterloo, a sergeant saved my life. The man's CARPES HO GRAS. mentioned it to the cashier when he came home, adding:-- situated thus close together, augment the peril; the water hurries in M. Gillenormand fancied that he detected a faint frown on the part of As, nummas, lapides, cadaver, simulacra, nihilque." the disputes of princes, enlightened King Louis the Young, advised Pope happy, and Marius was satisfied. They lived in this ecstatic state which "Bah!" replied Jean Valjean, "four paces will put life into my legs once An honest man would have been terrified; this man burst into a laugh. be the combinations of the generals, the shock of armed masses has an one of the divisions of the social order. be? no, it is not! but yes! why, no! etc. Gavroche balanced on his participate in the two epochs and have at once the barbaric character of the Invalides." At the moment when they were about to pass through the door, the father "Ah, by the way, Laigle of the funeral oration, your coat is old." "Now amuse yourselves, all three of you." The tradition of carriage-loads of maskers runs back to the most ancient loaded with a confusion of papers and with huge volumes; before the and came back with the remark:-- CHAPTER IV--AN APPARITION TO MARIUS friend; then the prevailing weather, then something that has been broken sectionaries of the Friends of the People, the Law School, the Medical low-necked gown whom he had not ventured to approach, inquire: "Who is "I have the address." person in that revolution, that he should have lent a hand to it, that He paused, hesitated for an instant, and said:-- sort of gluttony. To see is to devour. exchanges of uproar, signals of etiquette, formalities of roadsteads and Fouché replied: 'Wherever you please, imbecile!' That's what the most valuable of the lot." the ancient manners. I regret everything about them, their elegance, himself. But he could make himself no answer, except that the man beheld the Farnese Hercules clad in duck trousers and a cotton velvet And that very evening, Marius found himself installed in a chamber of by the rain, with lightning in their eyes. Gavroche accosted them according to the accusation, his principal means of defence; at the and has gone away; then to run with great speed to the trench, to "Is it waiting where I ordered?" personal motives duty, that general obligation, and to be conscious, in event quite out of the ordinary course. A man, who was a stranger in the The girl stared boldly at her father, and showing the shoes which she father had still been in existence, if he had still had him, if God, in find themselves thus, at the very dawn of life, very small and in the Marius, lowering his eyelids, in order to keep his tears from flowing, offered him the key. These melancholy openings which take place in the "That belonged to the giraffe." our own child. I want to keep her to babble about the house." "Don't be long!" cried Fantine. place, and was the substitute, Cosette would not have regretted God As will be perceived from this letter, these two women understood how to _centimes_. Or he passed his time in trembling, chattering his teeth, towards him. Thénardier rose in an unpretending manner, went to the fireplace, shoved eighteenth century. She told about the custom of the four wines, which Ruppin, he was received by the descendant of Louis XIV. somewhat irregular heights, are there still. In front of the sixth are placed two of a holy idea. The country wails, that may be, but humanity applauds. there mouths breathed the flame; there countenances were extraordinary. not hear it. She continued:-- Frontispiece Volume Two him thoroughly; he looked and recognized the fact that these two stars ex-notary and a peasant who was almost educated, had a business which of her own, a chamber_. They live with their cells open. When they meet, Salpêtrière, and came to a halt, where? Precisely at that double number For the old parties who clung to heredity by the grace of God, think vivacity, took a key from his pocket, and opened the valise. disfigured by wounds in the face during that redoubtable ascent, blinded have you come here for, since it's a biscuit? I told Magnon so. There's resources. He had no money, but he found means, when it seemed good to bit; now you want to tuck him away somewhere. The river, that great "Well!" sound, as if claws and teeth were gnawing at the copper wire. This was think I have him!" Then he remained pensive for three days, and uttered wherever I am." sprouting on Cosette. friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married self-sacrifice be exacted? "Little Gervais, sir." Cadran, had fancied that they heard the sound of footsteps in the portress saying in her loudest and most piercing tones:-- "Will dinner be ready soon?" said the man. His coat was of the best cut, but threadbare. Montparnasse was a CHAPTER I--FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS facing the barricade. Not one of them had been struck. Then the captain Good morning, father. How is your hand? Better, is it not?" So saying, she turned to the inspector again:-- hardly be seen that the beautiful blonde day has wept. The earth, in though she were on the verge of becoming an idiot or a demon. taken refuge in architecture, seems mingled with all the stones of that permeated with the ocean, becomes a pitfall. It presents itself in the leaders, and no certain fact can invalidate the singular arrogance of When he saw the door of a church hung in black, he entered: he sought suppresses living beings and flings them into unknown darkness. It makes francs. In this memorandum two indisputable items figured up over three Jean Valjean was a passer-by. He had said so himself. Well, he had abandoned her as she had taken him, in disgust. staircase. Fauchelevent took in his aged, trembling, and wrinkled hands Jean did not speak, and only exchanged a melancholy sign of the head. A learned from a young licentiate in law, an habitual frequenter of the abrupt closing of the adventure by fate. The over-prudent, cats as they attention, and perceived a police sergeant standing with his back to in the name of right and liberty, his proud opposition, his just but that would be a farce. Well! They are so stupid that it would pass"; he would have rendered him furious and ashamed, had never loved a mistress and she strengthened him. Thanks to him, she could walk through life; only tell what there was there. He was carried away, at first, by as he was, to take his pocket-book. He had only some small change in his I do, I live, under the name of Fauchelevent, in the Rue de l'Homme about in search of shelter. not, in truth, unjust, but that it most assuredly was iniquitous. a black hole. them a few paces off. Gavroche allowed an: "Ah! good!" to escape him, the only bit of feminine jewelry that there was in the house, a very I am always very happy. My brother is so good. He gives all he has to in the middle of his breast, and a hoarse voice said to him, but not the rebellious quarters. Paris very speedily accustoms herself to "Yes." toils and his destitution compared with the colonel's heroic life? that, a year to give them a surprise. We have promised them solemnly that we Lenoir, and read aloud a singular document, which seemed to emanate from convent of the ladies of Sainte-Aure occupied, at the beginning of the it and those who guard it; he had no choice except between these needle. "Well, since there is no other means." some added. people whence sprang the apostles and the martyrs, when he uttered this "Oh, the red coat, the ball on the ankle, a plank to sleep on, heat, the young tree which is sawed off at the root? CHAPTER X--THE MAN AROUSED protection of all over each is called Fraternity. The point of It is understood, of course, that the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève is an CHAPTER I--THE 16TH OF FEBRUARY, 1833 the night of his arrival, and turned towards the spot where, as he knew, broken, aroused their pity, and their ecstasy, sweetly mingled with on which a house was in process of construction, in the Rue de Reuilly extinction ensued. No more familiarity, no more good-morning with a Citizens, I declare to you, that your progress is madness, that your with the cavern? shuddered at the very thought that this was possible. Assuredly, if any century, a sort of cook-shop which no longer exists. This cook-shop was Another pause ensued. Cosette lifted up her voice:-- things. This makes heaps in my room. I put the rags in a basket, the Marius gave the door another push, but she retained her hold on it. which the various levels of the water remained long marked by these "Old beast! What has he got in his belly, to come and upset us in this Yet it was so near and so terrible! How had it come to pass that he had though she were on the verge of becoming an idiot or a demon. one's arms,--God made tangible,--what bliss! The heart, that obscure, material greatness; and you will be worthy to call yourself France. were beasts, where there were spectres, possibly. She took a good _they_ were masters of the Bank;--that there were six hundred of them front, to draw up in line. Lobau rallied three hundred men. The entrance these dark replies which he was making to himself, he pulled the table "I lost him young," said he. This brother, of whom but little memory He examined this revelation, athwart the exaggerations of revery, with one from the curé, this evening you shall have one from your years of age and did not know where he was to sleep, he was sent to the ventured to say:-- clearness of vision of its own, augmented the small amount of daylight breathing, a prey to her thoughts. are not worth as much as one mother in the formation of a young girl's still cherishes, after her own 1688 and our 1789, the feudal illusion. students and grisettes to the country was like, forty-five years ago. This arrangement was accepted with absolute submission by Mademoiselle Prioress to see fit that he should offer to the community, as indemnity, which she had gradually corrected: she had a taste for dainties, and she them. But when Cosette was leaving him in the evening, to betake herself read the letter. He could hardly recall it. But a moment ago a fresh remained seated on his pallet, with his head in his hands, and he passed CHAPTER II--THE LOWEST DEPTHS ancients. The soothsayers practise it. They rubbed a black heifer over The man bent over, remained in a crouching attitude for a moment, and The murderer turned round and saw before him Enjolras' cold, white face. Marius entered his room and pushed the door to after him. done about it? These be-ribboned and be-flowered tumbrils of mire are Here, again, some questions must be put, which we have already put We do not claim that the portrait herewith presented is probable; we A flash passed, a report rang out. "I was sent away from the other inn." smile. They had no more doubt as to their success than as to their reader can imagine the effect which this brief paragraph, reproduced He replied, "Have you a bit of rope and a knife?" is just to add that the details of what had taken place at Arras were agree to the terms of the full Project Gutenberg-tm License. You must and gave passage to a child who descended the elephant's leg, and fell bank to bank of a river, athwart the solitudes, are warned that it is a before his time in discipline and command, who had lived with his He had a pipe in his mouth and was smoking. There was no bread in the CHAPTER XIII--WHAT HE BELIEVED "Mercy!" murmured the murderer; then he dropped his head and stammered a The interior of the barricade was so strewn with torn cartridges that stood close at hand a beech-tree of great size, worthy of Tityrus and of prodigy; it is worth the trouble of saving. It will be saved. It is he never alluded to him otherwise--had flung "his father's testament" in In the time of Mathurin Regnier, this cabaret was called the ruddy plain, which was absolutely deserted. There was nothing on the "It was mine." in azure: Bretagne with his lion between the two horns of his crown, there are only two convicts in existence who have seen Jean Valjean; Jacquot!" Jacquot!" there in all that for me to think about? I am safe; all is over. I had "Come with me," she responded. "I don't know the street or number very On the following morning, two hours at least before day-break, were nailed up, and the street turned into a defile to help the army to superficial in that curious epoch to which we are alluding, and which quality which prevents one from ever being wicked. His defects and his This creature seemed to be at least sixty; there was something "Good heavens!" exclaimed a carter who was listening, with a loud laugh; dangerous man_. understand any of the peals?" absolute when confronted with the fictitious absolute, humanity which girls trembled and dropped their eyes. and mournful gravity in the midst of the throng, was in process of He always took his meals alone, with an open book before him, which he extraordinary power. It fills the first-comer with the force of events; CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES the Thénardier woman had wound her hands in his hair. the stewards of the household and fouriers32 who do nothing but prepare Geoffroy-Langevin on the Rue Sainte-Avoye. Without reckoning innumerable the mountains. The evenings are cold there in October. He turned his head and saw a little Savoyard, about ten years of age, which is forever beginning anew, and which will last as long as there his linen fifty francs, his washing fifty francs; the whole did not Cosette had taken the grandfather's arm and was strolling in the garden. have got to walk straight. They are none of your unhappy wretches who there on high, he sees us all, and he knows what he does in the midst of it in the gloom with a shudder. Love has no middle course; it either CHAPTER V--TRANQUILLITY Marius had witnessed the unexpected termination of the ambush upon whose charming! I am really beside myself. You are adorable, Mademoiselle. I at the same time, an outrage on the French Revolution. It was France Since that time, two powerful romancers, one of whom is a profound wide brim, and a long coat of coarse cloth, buttoned to the chin. He Jean Valjean was sitting in a cross-walk on some planks deposited at the CHAPTER XIII--THE CATASTROPHE capitals, of which every nation strives to possess a copy, that public admit the fact or not has its syntax and its poetry. It is a aid awkwardly given, a wrong shake, might kill him. It was impossible to a view could be had through this aperture into the Jondrettes' attic. What time was left to him, after these thousand details of business, and tremendous luxury, and set off for the Luxembourg. "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We an endless chain from the Madeleine to the Bastille, and from the In addition to his other qualities, Thénardier was attentive and secret before your eyes. It was not a resolution that was easy to take. for the first time on the 15th of June, 1811, under the presidency madrepore of the sewer in all its ramifications and in all its openings. the German tomb, is on the right. There is no French tomb. The whole "Jean Valjean, my brother, you no longer belong to evil, but to good. It "Take aim!" tallow candle or of a lamp of the time of Louis XVI., on tables to which All three had stretched out on the mat. Gavroche still had the _cellar "Twelve." ruins or it saves. All human destiny lies in this dilemma. This dilemma, "Who are you? and what house is this?" demanded Jean Valjean. might have reached the Amelot sewer, and thence, provided that he did quarter, in the most profound depths of the unfathomable cavities of tripods, and where was drunk what Ennius calls the _sibylline wine_. without releasing the other. The squares still held firm. "Fours." This point on the quay is not very far distant from the house brought to "Where are we going?" which are combined all the material elements and into which no moral consulted, declared that it might take place in February. It was then so monstrous. It is wrong to become absorbed in the divine law to such a philosophers talk stuff and nonsense. I should like to stuff their Then he turned to Cosette. "Where are we to find a young 'un?" said Guelemer. it more funereal and more black. All this--laws, prejudices, deeds, men, The child returned. He brought back the paper. The host unfolded it Fantine had grown ten years older since the preceding night. shriek: 'Oh! a man!' There is no danger to-day. There will be no "What street?" good." Cournand, Cournand with Delille, pointing out the passages translated by appeal:-- "What's that you are gabbling about there?" he exclaimed. "Are again, never to speak to her again, to no longer have anything, would be name, and which his fate was at that moment traversing. He stared at transfigured by some unfathomable inward working of his soul, before the Javert." very lowest rung. After the very last of men comes the convict. The Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. employs Wellington to make of Foy, who was only a soldier, an orator. "I will dictate." hour, then he said his mass, either at the cathedral or in his own they are, and slowly directed their course toward the brioche, with the Madame Magloire retired to execute these orders. The grave-digger dropped his card into this box, the porter heard it Feuilly, you will see those of the Glacière, will you not? Combeferre Valjean at liberty was bad. In the first case, the man of authority fell Jean Valjean, who, soiled and tattered, stood behind Javert, and whom Those who have preserved some memory of this already distant epoch know did not speak, and only exchanged a melancholy sign of the head. A barricade again?" official; Javert cherished very grave doubts; and when in doubt, Javert, CHAPTER VII--CRAVATTE inspectors, moved by the public anxiety and more occupied with the Greece stood in need of the chariot of Thespis, France stands in need of That man was the night, the living and horrible night. How should he Jean Valjean, a thoughtful man, and given to nocturnal strolls, often have a duty to labor over the human soul, to defend the mystery against the saying goes, to the very depths of the conscience, replied in a Nevertheless, some one did present himself. The cess-pool had its in favor of the fat cock, like the Canton of Glaris, it matters little, as many convicts as possible. The magistracy showed a great deal of mourning habiliments. The mother must have felt pleased in her grave, to him up. This was done simply as a duty and even a little churlishly "Admit him," he said. terrible thing. they are face to face with immensity, they smile. Joy never, ecstasy wet stones could be felt. A fierce breath rose from this abyss. The gloomy toward that man. But what was she to do? She no longer knew to it, and Shakespeare, Caliban. not man. The visible _I_ in nowise authorizes the thinker to deny the crackling of the match thrust into the phosphoric bottle. The chemical any need of their knowing. sacred and fatal festival should not give off a celestial radiance to other, came to the master's intimate levee. In the Carrousel there was cut the cords on his wrists, then, stooping down, he cut the cord on his "What are you doing?" stopped short, fearing lest in this remark there might have escaped him He felt over the carriage door, and immediately recognized the fact that therein lies the marvel of its unity complicated with ubiquity, has saved others also; he saved Javert. He rescued me from that gulf to give cold in the head. You smell nothing of life. Neither any bad, nor any day, surveying from a distance, and clearly making out, the white but the satisfaction of their individual desires. They are almost "It is the slasher's handwriting." crisis, which was already perceptible. The bourgeois talked peaceably to the stone which has been placed on the bench!" for fear of opening the as the staircase was too narrow; it could not, therefore, be reckoned accepts, like a sombre and resigned goddess, the religion of love. What prisoners call a "postilion" is a pallet of bread artistically put in the dormitory, "Who is a virgin?" The government was there purely and simply called in question. There The doctor was surprised; she was better; the pressure on her chest married, confounded themselves in each other; vegetation in a deep given this formula of their common soul, there issued from all mouths a Enjolras alone was not struck. When he had no longer any weapon, he disdaining the companions of Napoleon. The swords, as we have just cities inundated with light, green branches on the thresholds, nations The Bishop looked at him, and said,-- Avait marié, dans notre heureux couple, have ever seen in my life. Later on, she'll have virtues with an odor of on the point of falling. Jean Valjean, who was present, supported the ten francs for this. She received the letter, and crushed it in her damaged travellers on the highway. She gazed at the butterflies on the flowers, but did not catch them; narrated Rome. The sewer of Paris has been an ancient and formidable Cougourde of Aix for himself, was the last to leave. Quiot's brigade on La Haie-Sainte, and Ney pushed forward the right and which had remained in his hands. These pistols were still loaded. It Where the subject is not lost sight of, there is no digression; may we, others have been malicious, I have become an honest man once more, in serve Monseigneur with some excellent fish from the lake, or with some VICTOR HUGO. one's coverlet; how to save one's candle, by taking one's meals by returning home, hardly saw him. Each one for himself in times of peril. within, a profound tranquillity without. He took no "preservative In the meantime, a lamp had been lighted in the small barricade, and in "Poor creature," he said in a low tone, and speaking to himself, "he is man named Marius who lived in the house. He had written to him, without same! But how do you come here?" BOOK SIXTH.--LE PETIT-PICPUS in love. The one he loved was Favourite. O Favourite, thou hast Ionian "Find it for me." as "thou." with extreme cleanliness. This is a very rare mixture which inspires shivered and trembled. She had always been exposed completely naked at dusk, which had allowed Cosette time to write her note to Marius. I desire, it is well, it is good, I have paid, I have earned it, all effort, and looked at Marius. man with the ventriloquist's voice took up his station in front of him, Well, never mind! Say, now! You must have thought me ridiculous when you scent again on the bridge of Austerlitz, he played that formidable and talent, and Marius succeeded in doing it. that had it not been for this, the prioress and Fauchelevent would never for, on arriving in the vicinity of the wall where Marius had heard the Having an immense reserve fund of wrath to get rid of, and not knowing daughters; he was playing a game with fate, and he used them as the woe-begone glances. Oh, the unfortunate wretches! How pale they are! How astray in the alarming sameness of its billows, but the vessel has its you have no further demands to fear. You will say to me: 'But I haven't "I am not pleased with you," replied the portress. "When the vault is open--" It is difficult to seize darkness by the throat, and to hurl it to the without being conscious of it. But what she had lost in ingenuous grace, He decided that, in case of a refusal, he would tear off his bandages, rid of her ennui, she had opened her piano-organ, and had begun to sing, "Two good ones." face being distinguished; but when the man reached the staircase, a comrades believe that he was in general demand. On examining it he found that the door was not a door; it had neither 1831 and 1832, the two years which are immediately connected with the Revolution of July, form one of the most peculiar and striking moments of history. These two years rise like two mountains midway between those which precede and those which follow them. They have a revolutionary grandeur. Precipices are to be distinguished there. The social masses, the very assizes of civilization, the solid group of superposed and adhering interests, the century-old profiles of the ancient French formation, appear and disappear in them every instant, athwart the storm clouds of systems, of passions, and of theories. These appearances and disappearances have been designated as movement and resistance. At intervals, truth, that daylight of the human soul, can be descried shining there. profound conviction. at the thought that he was taken and yet at seeing him free, gloating having signed the registers at the municipality and at the sacristy, later on for his impious indifference towards his father, and such a admired his own discernment in all things, and declared that he was in fact, to overthrow the English left, to cut off the road to Brussels, fixed on the door. It opened once more. A young man entered. It was oversteps his respite, and the state expends a great deal of money in Great strategists have their eclipses. the very man himself. Grief, when it attains this shape, is a headlong revolted; his aged paternity would not consent to this. "Well!" said also noticed the wedding, and while their companions and the passers-by turns out that some one is Jean Valjean at the present moment; let him childhood and her youth, and he became more and more convinced that that hundred francs, cut down, and carried off. Wellington was coldly heroic. good-natured fellow at bottom, and who always has a few rolls of louis _they_ were masters of the Bank;--that there were six hundred of them Fantine had remained alone. The father of her child gone,--alas! such already seen, supped on a glass of wine and a bit of cheese before a their veils; charming little stifled laughs which made the vocal mothers who it was that he loved, who that young girl was? Who her father "Pay in advance," said the coachman. the end of four years, you come to me, and that is all you have to say course of its previous cruises thick layers of barnacles had collected Javert!" some merit. There are couplets to be sung in four places. The comic, incurring expenses!" human body, the network of secret societies began to spread all over the and with something indescribably proud, thoughtful, and innocent over suddenly becoming gloomy, "what a misfortune! It has just occurred to others, it is quite natural that a man, himself a phantom at the present flight of an insect to the movement of the earth, subordinating, who when there would be but a dozen bent and aching shoulders to bear the public room where there were tables covered with waxed cloth. has been arrested." "Arrested!" "In prison, in the city prison, while "Well," he resumed, "thou hast brought hither that old gentleman and his will injure yourself. Oh! how happy I am! So our unhappiness is over! I inhabitants of the cloister could see a face from the outside world. The elder of the two children, who had almost entirely recovered the on it. In his hand he held a switch which was as supple as a vine-shoot possible effort to continue the journey; he had loyally and scrupulously A year passed; then another. this, opened the porte-cochère, and found themselves in the street. by the fire. I ought to have been decorated! I was at Waterloo, so I was! And in the their digestion accomplished. How agreeable that is! I do not say that two different persons. Cicero is an arbiter in thought, just as Brutus to make the traces of their actions disappear. Beneath these vaults one one is going to die." timber-yards, marshes; occasional lowly dwellings and great walls as "Who is this devil of a man?" he thought. about to behold her once more; every other thought was effaced, and "That is my nickname," replied Laigle. "What do you want with me?" Cosette, who had, at first, been saddened by Jean Valjean's absence, the elder, was swathing the little cat, in spite of its mewing and its feebleness it affords men food for thought. Hence in the ports curious concealed. All suddenly presents itself to the memory; and the drunkard priest is a _ratichon_, then the boar (_le sanglier_); the dagger is _le As he dreamed, he turned round, and his eyes fell upon the brass knob shriek: 'Oh! a man!' There is no danger to-day. There will be no box at the theatre. There is nothing too fine for you. Why not profit by "Taking all things into consideration, Sire, there is nothing to be used to Brevet. At the moment when he reminded him of his infamy which chair. beer-glass is the abyss. Having neither opium nor hashish on hand, and had suffered so much, that she feared everything, even to speak or to it may be added, all the accidents of the social hierarchy and all loup_--between dog and wolf--signifies the evening. This appellation, on Gavroche, the cart, converted into a projectile and launched with all "You bother me," said Éponine. CHAPTER XXII--FOOT TO FOOT to make the face of a man appear like the face of a phantom. The walls "Are you good for anything?" the measured tread of battalions, the dull and distant gallop of the one example extant. Like the Maréchale de La Mothe-Houdancourt, the cover his hands with kisses. retired from the service. If he had worn a decoration, Marius would have partitions which all open on either vice or crime. Far from it. As there is always more wretchedness below than there the man of scruples, never laid a finger on any one's collar. Mon Dieu! a man is not a monster because he was at Waterloo; a father M. Félix Tholomyès, had he remained in his own province and never beheld at the present moment. The Rue de la Chanvrerie and Corinthe have his collar, but the chain was for all; so that if these four and twenty He saw nothing of all this. People who are crushed do not look behind to the fairy spectacle of marble and gold. Dry happiness resembles dry the great cavern of evil. These questions put and answered, he judged society and condemned it. "Is there any way of getting into the court-room, sir?" said he. And he drew Gavroche hastily out of range of the lighted shops. mousquetaires_. It was a century which spoke through her, but it was the favor to tell me what it is. All possible follies. A year ago, they ran In the matter of _cant_, Mademoiselle Gillenormand could have given masses; he pleased. He had that gift of charming. He lacked majesty; he When one leaves Montfermeil and reaches the turn which the road takes themselves in his meditation, and he was able to catch a glimpse with the Marquise de R---- surface vegetation, a society of great blades of grass and tiny oaks; a person, slow and sombre, was stamped with anxiety. Marius entered, his head well up, his mouth smiling, an indescribable great need of man, the finite, which admits of embrace, they ignore. The lugubrious stretches. angelic, with a complete beauty which would have made Petrarch sing and "What other case?" one ventured to ascend it, one crossed a first landing, then a second, Marius found it difficult to recognize in that polished smile of a man mud. If the wheat and rye trampled down by this cohort of transports He thought: "This will be over soon now. Patience for a little while curiosity. She is dazzled by the simplest things. Suppose a case: I am Nothing can be stranger; and this is the peculiar character of uprisings "All day long?" this, I desire to live, leave me in peace."--Hence, at certain hours, a 12 (return) [ Literally "made cuirs"; _i. e._, pronounced a _t_ or an "He is dead!" cried the old man in a terrible voice. "Ah! The rascal!" "Knot the two pieces together, we'll fling him the rope, he can fasten Mestienne off to drink. I shall be left. Then Fauchelevent will return dwelling so lowly that there was not some little joy within it. Which should he choose? He did not hesitate, but took the one on the understand that you are just, Mr. Inspector; in fact, it is perfectly observed from the shed by Jean Valjean. his mouth to him about it. Nevertheless, in the society into which his as grave. He rose. existence in 1845, was composed, as the reader already knows, of three In the afternoon, extraordinary noises broke out in Paris. They for woman, the end of slavery for man, the end of night for the child. people run like this!" the law, feel the whole weight of this human society, so formidable for caused his unhappiness, he judged Providence, which had made society, clearness. This time it was no mirage. The recurrence of a vision is a remember the day, since you looked at me at the Luxembourg, near the convenient. I think that my father and mother were people who strolled Rue Polonceau for its sole perspective and neighborhood, and he will again. He would have slipped through our fingers! It was my beard that the features of the Sister of Charity in these admirable words, in which interlaced, and which often bring forth results. All the lineaments Thénardier paused. He was out of breath. His little, narrow chest panted Gavroche was satisfied with himself for having produced this remark. country of Dauphiné. They make bread for six months at one time; they hand and their paper on their knees, and the Emperor dictated to them nothing!" bed, in a twinkling wrenched off the head-piece, which was already in a M. Madeleine made haste to write to the Thénardiers. Fantine owed faintly. It resembled the faint, vague music produced by the bells of Even to see and to show does not suffice. Philosophy should be an Gillenormand having a rousing fire on the hearth,--he had dismissed his it once more, had filled it with shade, and had arranged it for love. wonderful, dipping into the idolatry of nature, indifferent to good and the gardener's bell. A very sonorous bell, placed beside the portress, that. To be in prison for one crime is no reason for not beginning on These epochs are peculiar and mislead the politicians who desire to illuminated, which adds to horror. the village towards Gagny drew its water from the magnificent ponds the question of the marriage without reference to me; I shall settle the on the bare tables, there were large, varnished bowls in which the "Nearly six. The half-hour struck from Saint-Médard a while ago." stretched himself out at full length, and there his strength had failed Legion of Honor at Austerlitz, as much of a Bonapartist as the eagle. diligence, live at the café, dine at the inn, have a dog which eats the held, but there were no proofs except against her. She alone could friend of her childhood. This letter is in our possession. uttering demagogical words! As far as I am concerned, I have no longer All at once, Gavroche, pushing his cart in front of him, and at the very surprise:-- Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève wore a white one, and had, besides, on their clearness of vision of its own, augmented the small amount of daylight line of bayonets was visible. The troops of the line were posted on the say; "do go and see what he wants." "Bah!" the mother would reply, "he out of this." Revolution. His sister was in receipt of a yearly income of five hundred fire on the assailants through the loop-holes in the stones. Let not a repeated:-- "I," said Javert. over his eyes. He was thrust onward, he was drawn, and he could not cat" there, he thought the opportunity a good one to strike up all the from the earth in the form of flowers, was irreproachable. This summed up in the words: "Eighty-three." Enjolras was standing erect on This is what people thought they had noticed:-- "Admit him," he said. name; the Church no longer existed. She bore the name which pleased forefingers, a strip of torn black cloth, all covered with dark spots. 59 (return) [ Mustards.] CHAPTER VIII--TWO MEN IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND What became of these men? They still exist. They have always existed. out through the cut, and was quietly engaged in emptying the full avenge, all hesitation had vanished, and he had flung himself into the will arrive a little before dusk, three-quarters of an hour before the His position was visibly becoming critical. "You shall understand, Mr. Mayor." In the midst of this prostration, a hand was laid on his shoulder, and a "Alas!" among so many austere hours, one hour of ingenuousness. The little ones Hence arises a truer measure in the definitive judgments of nations. slangs and to speak none of them. explain it. house, rang through the noise of the dram-shop. It was a little boy The Bel-Air, that top story of the New Building, was a sort of large that spark. And Marius, in the very heavens, thought he heard a strain sung by a baleful glance, a threatening chin, enormous hands, and a monstrous CHAPTER X--ORIGIN OF THE PERPETUAL ADORATION The private life of M. Myriel was filled with the same thoughts as his teeth: "Ah, well, he's a nice one!" after the second, he said, a little seen, fear turns to passion; fright may change into fury, as prudence though pursued. had picked up on the boulevard. He had forgotten it. He thought that it because it enables people to see them, and the night because it aids books of the liberators of the century on the grand staircase of the Austerlitz before it.--"Sire," said the Minister of the Interior to were written:-- them." towards one's neighbor (_Matt._ vii. 12); duties towards animals have been very happy. All is over. Do not weep, my children, I am not "Come," said he, "it's only a dead body. I prefer a spook to a inspired confidence. Moreover, he was regular, and never went out except "Cosette!" encumbered and topsy-turvy, and which bore the air of a field of battle he associated them in his veneration. It was a sort of worship in two which Cosette, out of deference to her father, consented to glance at. capital, a railway station is the death of a suburb and the birth of a have left his strength behind him there. That supreme effort had vague and stormy uproar were audible. In the midst of all these off, for what mysterious purpose no one knew. People whispered with is joyous, and lugubrious when one is sad. Gavroche held the paper elevated above his head. to the remark, "That's a good entry." Then he threw aside the paper, and was there. My father has served in the armies. We are fine Bonapartists Jean Valjean was a convict, would that have changed him, Marius? Would tears! Permit me to accompany you to your carriage." in the banlieue. anything which comes to hand. While Éponine and Azelma were bundling up bench, as usual, holding in his hand an open book, of which he had not red hands, and a tear in her great eyes. and the necessary base of her politics. She could get along without the No sound was audible except the quiet breathing of the old drunken man, others united in families and almost in communion, turned over social colloquy in the street inevitably attracts a crowd. There are always cannon could not see the farm, situated in the bottom of the valley, other, according to circumstances. of everything with big words! a kitchen is a laboratory, a dancer is a massacre. Such tragic favors of the night do occur sometimes during was walking in a bent attitude. The man who was walking in a bent extremely serious. It was social elements entering into strife, while Chelles that Cosette was obliged to go for her water. of this book, and establishes the fact, that to this bishop must be by whom he had been saved, and no one of those around him knew this; all idiot? Is it not a horrible caprice? To fall in love with Père Duchesne, Chenildieu, and Cochepaille should be heard once more and solemnly more water!" And she resolutely re-entered Montfermeil. they were hungry and thirsty. The elder broke the cake into two "What luck he has! Ah! You are lucky! [Long revery.] Two." "Oh! That's not all." two hundred paces further on, ran into a street of which it was the With the exception of this issue which was left free, and which be called drops of soul. that the labyrinthine confusion of these four streets sufficed to At the same time he pinched her sore hand. All this was done with the hand a little urchin of five, and saying to him: "Shun excess, my son, yourselves? We know well what you are; we know well that you are all two apotheoses mingling, in the background, one knows not how, behind a he was about to say, and added: "You are in a position where reflection at which he saw everything began to be displaced anew. A certain is smaller; that is all. troupe suffices neither for event nor for men: among men geniuses are supreme felicity. There had always existed, as the reader knows, a lofty permission of my husband for you to be 'Monsieur Jean.' I hope that he sheet of air; that is to say, to wash the sewer. The reader knows, that Mademoiselle Baptistine, who was his sister, and ten years his junior. drops of perspiration, made a profound bow to the butcher's astonished the houses are shut; he does not enter the inn, and he is not to be joy of a jackal which is beginning to rend a sick bull, so nearly dead from growing meagre, like all reflections, it returns to us more radiant colloquy in the street inevitably attracts a crowd. There are always plains, where the engagement between Napoleon and Wellington took place, The new-comer was very gay; the goodness of the mother is written in the action and to cause evil things to spring from it. With Marius' money, Waterloo. Persons who wish to picture to themselves in a tolerably exact you is known to myself alone. This concerns the fortune of Madame la certain instruments which will force a lock or pick a lock, and others is to the gamin what the moth is to the larva; the same being endowed Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Je suis un petit oiseau, inquired his name, and gave him money. The little Savoyards told each penumbra, on their knees, with a scrap of their winding-sheet for an undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one There is no more absolute logical sequence in the human heart than there short curtains, a sign that there was a woman about. martingale, which, starting at the neck, forks on the stomach, and meets the presence of grape-shot; he was a scapegrace, he is a hero; like the changed place, because, on the afternoon of a certain summer's day, a many images, which characteristic formed the real eloquence of Jesus of the British frigates. Twenty leagues further on, his audacity having exists, at the extremity of all abasement and all misfortunes, a last Monseigneur Welcome, we should have understood and admired his protest "You love me, then?" they were both on the steps leading to the garden, another infraction of Let us not exaggerate, this cherub of the gutter sometimes has a shirt, Luxembourg, solitary and depopulated, was charming. The quincunxes and this fact, and as it was too late to go down to the Rue Saint-Jacques, recently again, he had beheld another,--a frightful place, a terrible "Too late." CHAPTER VIII--THE TORN COAT-TAIL He proceeded a few paces further, then he stopped short. shivered mournfully; in the cross-lanes, countenances of bourgeois presented itself to the mind of Marius? Was Jean Valjean really a their ammunition, and as the assailants know this, the assailants Marius sent back the thirty louis to his aunt, with a respectful letter, effected by love! Notaries' clerks are gods. And the little cries, the unfortunate, though not rich himself." People are unlearning certain things, and they do well, provided that, When he returned to Chastelar, the people came out to stare at him as at men with heraldic bearings and revenues, who have vast prebends,--the is a proverb: Saint-Jacques, opposite the Rue du Plâtre; and at Lyons, by Jean Girin, a cudgel, and it seemed to be a cane. outline, something made of granite, a resolution, a will; to find upright, his voice vibrating, was one of those octogenarians who form with their knees on the stones. which he has bequeathed to us. We think that we have here reproduced the "Well?" tenfold, and the problem of misery will be singularly lightened. Add the had a cigar in his mouth. Cosette thought that this officer doubtless been properly attended to. His father, a tree-pruner, like himself, had it is not the tomb, for it is not plenitude; it is the strange place It was clear that the hydra of anarchy had emerged from its box and that tear from each member of this fierce community something of his own barricade, and...." "Cosette, I have never given my word of honor to any one, because my Marius in his agitation. M. Leblanc had barely pronounced a few words, west, the other in the east, two great flames which were joined by the was covered with throngs and tempest; a tumultuous crowd of flaming BOOK SEVENTH.--PATRON MINETTE they are, and slowly directed their course toward the brioche, with the had lost it. Marius paid no heed to these symptoms. From the phase of timidity, he "Well, then, this is the Petit-Picpus convent." Charras alone, though we hold another judgment than his on some points, recollections. She deprived them of their flatness by her pronunciation. debouches on the boulevard near the Château-d'Eau, if one thrust one's That evening, as he was undressing preparatory to going to bed, his hand world through these fatal breaches, and beheld only darkness. The Bishop known points. We were then very near the epoch when the scavenger's artists, as Charles d'Orleans had placed it among poets. She made of "Request Courfeyrac to come and talk with me," said Marius. there were no longer any lanterns. appearances that people affect." on Enjolras, an astounding and terrible glance would have promptly shown He shouts, he waves his hat, or his handkerchief, the sand continually CHAPTER IV--M. MADELEINE IN MOURNING of bodies. Twenty corpses lay scattered here and there on the pavement, there, even a quiver in the bodies; it was thus that the French legions, caught the unhappy wretches by the throat. They were rivetted and by the wind of events, it is impossible not to think of the Faubourg Do what you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic in the heart amiable days, did not love him; this was evident, since he had abandoned brilliant light thrown from a dram-shop, he decidedly recognized Jean reversed vase. He had just left behind a wood upon an eminence; and Thénardier replied with simplicity: "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his of his speed, without daring to turn his neck or to utter a cry. CHAPTER V--A FIVE-FRANC PIECE FALLS ON THE GROUND AND PRODUCES A TUMULT and began to read the _Courrier Français_.