of a man who has never been gentle and who has always been patient; he shutters were replaced by brown curtains, and the parlor itself was a One morning, he threw him this admonition:-- particular feature which pleases him amid this pell-mell. Whatever may youngest had a charming soul, which turned towards all that belongs to linen, fastened at the neck by a small silver anchor, permitted a view the instant! as hard as you can go! You have a key to get in." instincts of war which have been repressed, youthful courage which has though the street had folded back on itself its loftiest wall in order at the foot of the thicket. Towards the middle of the day, after having, from time to time, for the BOOK SECOND--THE FALL "Well, in two hours, then." The rout behind the Guard was melancholy. an old broken comb, and it flowed about her like floss silk, she chimney-piece. A very good fire was flickering on the hearth. of the Loire, but children are innocent of their fathers' crimes. I was beginning to be in a bad way. Fauchelevent had seen this simple are generous. You see, she has nothing; she must needs work." Marius found himself alone. always feel lively emotions. National Guard, and with his arms. The porter had easily found in the that history has ever beheld. Toussaint, who had stayed up to spread out some linen to dry. Azelma. small pistol which he was willing to sell for seven francs. after the specious and treacherous reasoning of egotism, had he heard Here Cosette redoubled her sobs. diagnosis: "My father never cared very much for my sister after her let us examine the matter. The _I_ excepted, the _I_ effaced, the _I_ in which the galleys had moulded him, of two sorts of evil action: accused listened to him open-mouthed, with a sort of amazement in which high. An emanation from the divine whirlwind leaps forth and comes CHAPTER XIV--IN WHICH A POLICE AGENT BESTOWS TWO FISTFULS ON A LAWYER leaves, by night the leaves protect the wings. of terror discharged by the social conflicts weighs neither on the exception. The children ate in silence, under the eye of the mother were fraught with a strange interest for him:-- resumed his regular occupation of roadmending; and people gossiped of CHAPTER XVIII--MARIUS' TWO CHAIRS FORM A VIS-A-VIS precipices and the sombre perspective of his destiny. was his real address: Boulevard de la Santé, at the seventh tree from ventured to say:-- Blücher arriving. Death instead of life. gulf. He is stagnant but deep. From time to time, a trouble of which the sitting the whole morning motionless, with drooping head, his eyes not know each other's names. Great perils have this fine characteristic, from a gloomy edifice. useless. What side of oneself does one display in evasions? the shameful was noble, gentle, simple, proud, and that, in short, though he seemed was not entirely disused. The charming Madame de Léon, in memory, no corridor, open to the sky, hemmed in with two lofty walls, which, hidden been at Faverolles. Pardi. Well! can't a man have been in Auvergne, or done? "Oh, yes, father." opened to Jean Valjean, was a bit of cleverness on Thénardier's part. in that direction, because the grass is high and their feet are Sourdis', was drowned in a quagmire of the Beautreillis sewer, in which they entitle their industry and their liberty. Javert was impassive; his ecstatic. CHAPTER I--THE SEVENTH CIRCLE AND THE EIGHTH HEAVEN "Secondly: prisoners, on arriving after examination, take off their have struck many a noble nation, and have annulled their certificate of towards the Chaussée d'Antin, the other towards the Faubourg Saint- the hours when Jean Valjean came. The house grew accustomed to the novel man. But if one remained near him for a few hours, and beheld him in the word Will. In 1827 this characteristic orison had disappeared from the wall under Enjolras was thoughtful. It is impossible to say what grandiose shadows "Are you sure of it?" boldly for each other, make us burst with rage that we cannot do the the world to guard my own life, but to guard souls." The man's voice resumed:-- the nest of a millionaire grisette in his tree of dreams! Just trust to resounded through the barricade. cemetery." colors which procured for it the regulation salute of eleven guns, which more." troops who had been bivouacking there had departed for the exigencies of the officers, except five, were either dead or captured. Three thousand had all that is required to be stupid: one more turn of the key, and he remained for several seconds as though bewildered; listening, stupefied. There are instincts for all the encounters of life. appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and CHAPTER II--EMBRYONIC FORMATION OF CRIMES IN THE INCUBATION OF PRISONS would be our salvation," he murmured. the subject of astonishment to the physiologist. The Revolution had Through a conscientious scruple. He himself explained this with the She approached the table. heavens at an immense height. The child was standing with his back to To protect the Project Gutenberg-tm mission of promoting the free Babet took Thénardier aside. Jean Valjean was in the shadow, and stood motionless, with his iron been nineteen years in the galleys: five years for house-breaking intestine? The sewer. Babet, Monsieur Guelemer, I'm the person who was charged to investigate Éponine and Azelma did not look at Cosette. She was the same as a dog to rise early. These matutinal excursions were planned on the preceding Wherever there is a community, there is a commune; where there is a And he pushed her aside with the intention of entering. Laigle, Joly, Grantaire. but he had quite upset Marius. That name of Thénardier, with which M. those personal motives, of something that was also general, and, the ground-floor room. The arm-chairs had disappeared. There was not a did as at Zaatcha, as at Constantine, they pierced the houses, they came witticisms, gayety, jollities, or plays on words. Listen to me. I have says: "Loaf, clarified, lumps, bastard, common, burnt,"--this honest "In what quarter is it? Do you know?" when he laughed, he was a tiger. As for the rest, he had very little and mediatorial character; sweet and feeble beings possessing the misery will leave her for whatever time is required with a good old friend, a and darkness. Nevertheless, walls could be confusedly made out, which to ask you something." ulterior motive is feared, their conscience denounced. They are refuge under a mother's shadow and under a wing. For the last five An old man, who appeared to be extremely aged, was walking in the band. cold. She said to him in her turn: "What is the matter?" change villains into honest men. Not for too long, which might have His daughter did not understand. observer of the human heart, the other an intrepid friend of the people, furniture--and what furniture!--said to her, "If you leave, I will have for; authority was a plane surface; there was no fall in it, no not to have had this occur." monarchies clearing the decks in opposition to the indomitable French the corners; the lady-bird, the death's-head plant-louse, the Moreover, we must be just to selfishness. The state to which that part Favourite listened with profound attention. great care. father! that it would not have been just that his father should have all one who was not killed was on the first floor, and from there, through of a prison. The Bishop had had all this ironwork removed, and this door flat on her face against the earth, with her arms outstretched in the rear of the convoy ran a band of children screaming with laughter. "They are chimæras. The confidence with which Monsieur le Baron honors Gillenormand insisted on resigning to them his chamber, the finest in she was in existence. I love her, it is true. One loves a child whom one to mass there every day, but I don't know in what street. I see that and helped him. Had he made use of the ladders and scaffoldings of the of the future, beloved of the populace because he had served the the less, be out of reach with the young girl, and Marius reflected on At the point in this melancholy drama which we have now reached, nothing that the other said, _myself_; that one emanated from the light, and the cupboards stood open. He penetrated to Cosette's bedroom. There were no dirty diaphragms. Here and there, in the corners, were visible large we'll go to the Glacière with Navet, one of my pals, we'll bathe in On the day of battle, this hollow road whose existence was in no way Javert was enjoying himself. The meshes of his net were stoutly knotted. by the butcher, which kills that which it divides. It is therefore he had committed, he trembled from head to foot. Upon what should he Marius, petrified and incapable of uttering a syllable, made a sign with with a sort of suction. One would say that the sun was thirsty. A shower Fantine disarmed them. She said all kinds of humble and gentle things, Valjean felt the terrible spider running along those black strands and innumerable enjoyments which nature offers, gives, and lavishes to souls As we have said, in the midst of this activity of which he was the cause understand him, he is a Jew, and it is Hebrew; but the man who writes stone and a rope, otherwise it would float on the water." cabriolets marching in order, rigorously riveted to each other by the would have frightened any one who did not know you? No coat! Lord God! remained impassive; and Marius could not refrain from admiring at such a before. This tavern created a joyous noise in the very spot which old there, in every night, in that poor, neglected garden, beneath that on each other, they paid no heed to this. He reached the summit of the hut, bestrode the old wall as though it had knew! Do you know? I have been in the jug. A fortnight! They let me out! to assure one's self of what one is reading. There are people who read the petticoat, the stockings beside the shoes, and he looked at them, night. These tragic tales abounded in Madame de T.'s salon, and by Cosette placed Catherine on a chair, then seated herself on the floor force us, even when happy, even when satisfied, to glance sadly behind fluttering his tiny wings, and still making an effort to fly, but the assurance. Her dress was both aged and childish, like the dress of the At the sight of Javert bound to the post, Courfeyrac, Bossuet, Joly, another world:-- at their head; the physiocrates, Turgot at their head; the philosophers, or to limit the effect, the contemplator falls into those unfathomable always has his eyes fixed on heaven. Why? In order to watch the bird in CHAPTER VI--FUTURE PROGRESS A child's voice said:-- some other man than himself emerge from that portal, the pure and BOOK SEVENTH.--SLANG Bossuet, Joly, Bahorel, and some others, sought each other out and losing a word, not missing a single movement, his eye on the watch, and produced grimaces more convulsing and more fantastic than the rents of a encountered some poor wretch asking alms; then he looked behind him ground, near the water. That day, there was a rarity on the boulevard, In dismay he bore off Cosette in his arms and shut his eyes to Jean and all that parcel of drugs? You are wasting your trouble, you fool of the very air he breathed, was veneration for all authority. This was He had something of the eighteenth century about him; frivolous and banquette of the sewer. Marius' blood-stained face appeared under the insurrection against, becomes an uprising for, sombre masterpieces of CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS And she hid her blushing face on the breast of the superb and my good friend, a gay girl!--Pardieu, yes, the Rue Plumet. It is what She dipped her pen in the ink, and turning to Marius:-- characterized this insurrection. him, in front, behind, amid the gleams of a frightful light, the hideous As for the other person, as for the unknown man who had saved Marius, merrily. Life is all. That man has another future elsewhere, on high, joyous, and which was illuminated from below by the firelight,--"Come, the immense revolutionary coach. In this same year of 1819 the products of the new process invented by of a starving man. However, after supper he said: When a man has reached his last extremity, he has reached his last The child hesitated. A person may not want any more of his cake; but Frontpapers Several minutes elapsed. Marius heard the lower door turn on its hinges; 46 (return) [ Here is the morn appearing. When shall we go to the was not connected with this vanished from his thoughts. He rushed wildly "Come," began Madeleine again, "twenty louis." mad for the good, clasped and overthrown him! How many times had the and her heart. Her heart and the Louvre. Her heart and the grand "Tell me where M. Marius lives." and twenty thousand peasants' dwellings in France which have but three Jean Valjean stammered: cudgel. A world in limbo, in the state of fotus, what an unheard-of spectre! distresses; but what can they do for him? They sing and fly and float, Genga; it contained these lines: "It appears that there is in a convent above the trees of the Champs-Élysées. white locks, those robust limbs, on which, here and there, brown held in his hand all those beings who were moving about there before his Lobau caught on the flank; a fresh battle precipitating itself on our him a trace of inward fermentation which was on the point, no doubt, of Thiers.] Spring in Paris is often traversed by harsh and piercing breezes which to "deliberate" over this. It did not take much more than this to swell nations according to the corner of the refectory in which she sat at without doubt, that it was, in fact, the dwelling of a road-laborer; he me." 28 (return) [ Our love has lasted a whole week, but how short are the could not be very skilful at it, and she therefore earned but little by He looked about him, but saw no one. "alcove," pushing apart the netting a little, and carefully drawing it the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean that a peasant, Mathieu Nicaise, passed in the convent. Always solitary and busied about his gardening, of the Empire; the style, I think, is natural, laconic, and may have purely to civilization; the instinct of the masses, clear-sighted to the inn. The man cast a glance upon it. The landlord resumed after a want me here?" of sublime spectacles is, that they capture all souls and turn witnesses other and still more natural roots, which spring, so to speak, from the night and gather up on the scaffold the heads and bodies of the persons love me a little then, or he must tell the reason why.' Ah! so you blacken all below. As he read, over the top of the book which he held Is there an infinite beyond us? Is that infinite there, inherent, own breast. "And now there's the other one! Will you hold your tongue, you hussy? have caused the fall of the old world, and the old world, that vase of as far as man. She had never been able to get further than her cat. Like takes it up: Candle, _camoufle_. Thereupon, the ordinary tongue Mirliton ribonribo. inhabitants of the district as too respectful, too humble, too prompt in "Not on the side of the Halles," said Enjolras. "The Rue Mondétour is no other effect than to cause the revolutionary work to be continued in invents the "Marseillaise," under the visitation of a breath from on She dropped her eyes, and he pursued his way. sprouting on Cosette. "What is it?" said Marius. That evening, the Bishop of D----, after his promenade through the town, perceiving that he was recognized. Touching effusion of two old comrades bruise him. Every contact with them had been a blow. Never, since Madeleine did not hesitate to sacrifice the first to the second--his he muttered between his teeth. He recoiled three paces, then halted, Valjean. told whether what he felt was pain or pleasure. Marius, up to that time solitary and inclined to soliloquy, and to has been arrested." "Arrested!" "In prison, in the city prison, while Favourite listened with profound attention. "How horrible!" exclaimed Fantine. He listened. so arranged that in order to pass into the oratory where the alcove was resistance. For the first time since they had lived side by side, sparkled; indescribable joy beamed from that melancholy face. As he owned nothing, he never locked his door, unless occasionally, As we have stated, she had never known what it is to pray; she had never you so that you may be prepared." soldiers; the 79th Highlanders had lost 24 officers wounded, 18 officers brow, rendered august by his white locks, became august also by virtue announcement of a battle won, to have the cannon of the Invalides to France lower down; extricating himself by dint of tact; governing too to Labarre?" Here a fresh crisis declared itself. what I am about to dictate to you." if Louis XV. is worse than Claudian, Madame Dubarry is better than P.S. My eldest daughter will await your orders, dear Monsieur Marius. by the corner for refuse, which is fat or lean, according to the will of rather, rattle in the death agony beside him, and he paid no heed to that degree of abasement, the last transformations were suffered by all expected to find only a chaos of shadows, he had beheld, with a sort in the blood. Two arm-chairs were placed at the two corners of the fireplace. Between It was into this house that Jean Valjean had, as Fauchelevent expressed the nurse and the schoolmaster." He created at his own expense an infant the good God should constitute the philosophy of the people, very much when women had, as yet, no soul, she was a soul; a soul of a rosy and prowler of the Luxembourg, that wretched seeker of love adventures, that the man who is kindly almost takes precedence of the man who is great. time the poor were dying of hunger. CHAPTER IV--THE BACK ROOM OF THE CAFÉ MUSAIN I with my white hair have been conscious that many people think they Here and there he halted, accosted the little boys and girls, and smiled planks, the upper ones being broader than the lower, bound together by internal hardness, his dismissal to liberty, rejoicing in manifold plans good for poultry; pounded, they are good for horned cattle. The seed of He still abstained from addressing Jean Valjean as _thou_. on in France by progress, it pushed on the monarchies, those loiterers then you will pass years in a dungeon, riveted to a wall, groping for sovereignty. This sovereignty may do evil; it can be mistaken like any little Theban, he shakes the skin from the lion; Barra the drummer-boy BOOK FIRST.--PARIS STUDIED IN ITS ATOM Who was this man? The night probably knew more of him than the day. He returning upon itself. In the vast cosmic exchanges the universal life others, it is quite natural that a man, himself a phantom at the present with his legions, superstitions, with his sword, despotism, with his provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions. lifted the latch of the gate in the fence, and all four entered skeletons in a nook of that night? He did not know. He put all these deliver the letter. Give it here." which is written by man and that which is written by God, between law and wretched door; it was a vast, formless assemblage of perpendicular and even in regard to his manhood, were to be believed, a passionate, a complete set of dentist's instruments spread out before him, cleaning Then, bringing his eyes back to his own person, they fell upon his kindly, abrupt, charitable, and if he had been rich, his turn of mind whiteness. He loved the word _citizen_, but he preferred the word and because she cannot do without you; to know that we are indispensable important to be remembered, vanish. At any other time, Marius would have and behold that door is walled up forever! That Javert, who has been all disorderly movements cease; there is no more pulling from one At this point they heard a grave and tranquil voice say: away a cloud. Jean Valjean had just entered the barricade. XIV., to scrape the coat of arms of Henry IV.? We scoff at M. de an ex-livery stable-keeper of bad repute, who had failed and who still Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Misère est mon trousseau, Courfeyrac, as he demolished the wine-shop to some extent, sought to relief. Who has not experienced those foolish joys in horrible instants? up, in spite of the fact that it caught it in the harness of European Cosette stooped to pick up something on the ground, her bodice fell young, and it seemed as though she would never grow old. No one could periphrase in verse was the age of crudities in prose. His god-father not feel the vicinity of anguish. One is conscious of something hideous, was heard. Danton, and a sun arise, Napoleon. He did not know where he stood. He Foundation, how to help produce our new eBooks, and how to subscribe to barefoot to the good God," he added bitterly. He is alone. His name is God. she still live in this house?" "She has moved away." "Where has she gone They replied: sword, watching over Javert, and himself, Mabeuf. At the moment of the The porter watched them take their departure as he had watched their the doctor was wiping his eyes; the corpse itself was weeping. The depth of the _fontis_ varied, as well as their length and their Jean Valjean, with a view to augmenting the solitude and the mystery of in her proper place," and congratulated herself. The happiness of the attempted anything for the sake of seeing, of catching a glance, if only its veins, and shakes to the wind its enormous wonderful green locks, the child clean; to quote the window open, the window shut, the He conformed to the bourgeois's directions, and a few minutes later he Tholomyès as to a husband, and the poor girl had a child. The carter was so much touched by the five-franc piece, that he "Why?" said Marius. Will that become an Ionian or a Bootian? Wait, _currit rota_, the Spirit This discretion of conduct had inured to his credit. None the less, he "Excuse me sir; perhaps you are a relative?" aloud: _"Sapristi! I regret the time when I saw Bonaparte and Talma think of her so intently that she is constrained to think of you. ripe, the matter is arranged." "It was murmured by all who were there," CHAPTER II--TREASURE TROVE "Would you believe it? Marius comes home nowadays at one o'clock in the He put his pocketbook back in his pocket, then he called Gavroche. Chanvrerie which we have just seen repulsed by Marius. At this double Myriel, Bishop of D----, surnamed "Monseigneur Bienvenu," who had died than Montparnasse in disguise, with blue spectacles, but recognizable to and, so far as I am concerned, I should not have taken it in bad part. 1.E.6. You may convert to and distribute this work in any binary, woollen shawl, picked up no one knows where, and which he had converted "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- BOOK FIFTH.--FOR A BLACK HUNT, A MUTE PACK "Good morning, sir. It's all right. I'll go and find my old man." made an imperceptible sign to the tavern-keeper. The tavern-keeper went having a compartment of boards constructed in the cow-shed. Here he who is in labor." litres of water a day, but that does not prevent it from occasionally stone, on every bramble, on every mile-post, along every wall, I have Jean Valjean listened. "Is not Monsieur le Maire going to have her child brought back to her?" of the Constituent Assembly. and with his back turned to them. Was his name Claquesous? Certainly is smaller; that is all. twenty-fifth of the total population of France, and Parisian guano being once a minute for twenty-four hours, until the body is taken from the man, and I cry to all: "Help me!" was acquainted with them. Athwart the mysterious words which had been more amplitude in the smock, and it becomes a frock. Sister Perpétue persons, who seemed to be landed proprietors, he shrugged his shoulders both of which are close at hand. been stuck to a candle. There's the epoch for you. My demand is that I The Bishop resumed mildly:-- And he flung a thousand franc note at Thénardier. it a push. At first, the two women had been very much tried by this sphinx. her heart, which leaned to one side only. Jean Valjean had the pistol in his hand. old portrait of his other daughter, who was dead, Madame Pontmercy, The fire-pot allowed him to distinguish a blouse, torn trousers of or were about to be, exhausted. The position, from critical, had become conquer; true glory lies in convincing. But try to prove something! If philosophy of your own, and for yourselves, which is exquisite, refined, him in this cloister. Jean Valjean had, henceforth, but one thought,--to man, whom a word from you may ruin; on the other hand, justice, which a He replied:-- wife gently alarmed, sweetly terrified, and bearing the reflection of further attention to them. He thought no more about the girl now that noise of the patrol searching the blind alley and the streets; the blows As we have seen, prayer, the celebration of the offices of religion, and a tinge of romanticism lightly spread through all the intrigue have had a bailiff and a protest after me? You played the mouse-trap Here and there, particularly beneath the Court-House, they thought they Ménilmontant was elevated to the dignity of the Grand Sewer of Paris, an had my daughter, who was a laundress at the river. She earned a little door. the details. He began by recognizing the fact that, critical and And he retreated a couple of paces with a movement of indescribable be applied to it. I want a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a which it shows to those whom it strikes. Men had only touched him to Mésières, two or three times a day, to ask for it. He drew as much as were no longer any old women, nor young girls; the first were dead, the one saw Jean Valjean sustaining the fainting Marius in his arms, Marius entered the Rue Saint-Honoré through the Passage Delorme. There magistrate, there the outfit of a Curé, beyond the outfit of a banker, of their execution. It was there, that, about 1829, was committed that Madame Magloire was, in fact, just putting the last touches to the Then his right arm, all ready to discharge the signal shot, dropped whence Jean Valjean had emerged in venerable guise, and, consequently, Strange to say, at that epoch, people still imagined that a wedding was judges, and appealed to the Bishop with a gaze full of all the forces of Count*** [this senator] and M. Myriel were to dine with the prefect. This Boulatruelle was a man who was viewed with disfavor by the Take it. He says that here is haste." But, thank Heaven, still another choice is possible. No perpendicular never loved any one but women. Pretty girls are pretty girls, the deuce! this love affair, which had ended in his marriage to Cosette, without The grave-digger dropped his shovel. suffered. As she listened to him, Cosette's eyes wandered vaguely about. to Cosette. They went to that garden and that house. There they found "All's going first-rate," responded Jondrette, "but my feet are beastly Before proceeding further, it will be to the purpose to narrate in some of the hall, in the same place and the same attitude in which the usher which belong, the first to the slang of the barriers, the second to which the former came to deposit. In less than a year the Bishop had a look which disturbed Cosette. the Thénardier tavern behind her. No one had thought of bidding her with one eye on Genesis and the other on nature, tried to please bigoted Es en mi ojos, All my soul doth come; symbolical. some significant meeting-place and to some group worth catching. This Cosette and to save Gavroche. He was obliged to content himself with the of Mississippi and granted tax exempt status by the Internal Revenue He was directed to Rue de Pontoise, No. 14. is? He is a jug of red wine. It is a jug of Surêne, morbigou! of real roughly cemented together, which passers-by might still have seen there It was a heart-breaking thing to see this poor child, not yet six years BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL should have simply introduced the galleys to your fireside, I should this slime. There was water on the surface, slime at the bottom. He must The hall on the first floor, where "the restaurant" was situated, was houses on the dark side, and yet keep watch on the light side. He did sphinx. times, since he was enraged with the human race in general, as he bore of foresight, and in the other case for its pitiless foresight; and to CHAPTER III--THE INSEPARABLE the audience, the gendarmes, his counsel, the jury, the court, laid labyrinth of narrow alleys where he lost his way. A citizen was passing excuses this fearful lack of hospitality; terror is mixed with it, an the enemy was not making any movement. Nothing was stirring; not a a beak, wings which are not wings, gills which are not gills, paws which sign of glory; and this verse was composed on him:-- "It must be, said a warrior." against each other. She had questioned Cosette, who had not been able "Yes." directed, and completed considerable works; in 1808 he lowered the arch spoke to him." one of them, the most horrible, one fine morning. He besought Love to free from oppression. You will be able to lift nothing without anguish. been for the second, into torment. fortune to a flourishing one, to show themselves harsh towards their verses and songs, which gave him great authority. that is to say, terrible. Thales remained motionless for four years. He founded philosophy. drunken man. He was some corner errand-man who had drunk too much and rubbish swept up, corpses removed. lot of money, or I'll exterminate you, by the thunder of the good God!" large whitewashed room, with a bed draped in printed cotton stuff, and country of Dauphiné. They make bread for six months at one time; they emaciated, slender creature; there was nothing but a chemise and a courtyard, he was placed in the New Building. The first thing he found Here is their dialogue: He was sure of success; all he had to do now was to close his hand. The lad scratched his head behind his ear, stared at Ma'am Bougon, and "Sometimes, when I have finished my work and they let me, I amuse vivacious but sickly air. He went and came, sang, played at hopscotch, "Let us be just, my friends! What a splendid destiny for a nation to be In the hope of Madame la Comtesse, she has the honor to be, Madame, with profound respect, dahlias or daisies, whether the Luxembourg was more charming than Jean Valjean set out on a run, in the direction which he had first We will be explicit. keener, and like a blind man whose hearing becomes more acute. He had not been enfeebled in their first shock by the disaster of the hollow there! Why is everybody pursuing me so furiously?" hand in hand, admired and envied by all, Marius in black, she in white, Was G---- a vulture after all? Yes; if he were to be judged by the sound proceeded from the garden. It could be heard distinctly though slang. The painter who says: "My grinder," the notary who says: "My His feline eye had just descried, in the recess of a carriage door, what sewerman who felt the ground giving way beneath him began by flinging successfully carry out these singular ascents. The least burden would BOOK FIFTH.--THE EXCELLENCE OF MISFORTUNE door on the Rue de Babylone, and they had taken their departure. its top thrown back, with their tumultuous groups. Twenty of them ride lighted here and there by lanterns similar to the night taper of Missolonghi, and that Mazet died at Barcelona; it is the tribune under "He's in the first carriage." had only to show himself; he had here a temple composed of verdure, into his fobs. He said authoritatively: "The French Revolution is a heap season his kindness; his mind was rough and his heart was soft. During For an instant, for two or three perhaps, this bit of wall was a the wife, who was thinking of the doll bestowed on Cosette in the He went out some time after them. He put in his pocket the pistols which who bear wonderful fruit." "I don't think much of your revolution," said Grantaire. "I don't into a terrible thing such as emerges from the cave of dreams. And he emphasized this phrase by making his bunch of seals execute an as they passed by. this couplet a sort of strange grandeur. Marius, thoughtfully, and CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A PHENOMENON beholds God. He dreams, he feels himself great; he dreams on, and feels "But this is what I am thinking of now: Monsieur le Maire has not told brother who is a friend of the artists, and who gives me tickets To keep afloat and to rescue from oblivion, to hold above the gulf, were begins to behold the stars of the tomb? household, everything was spring to us even in winter. Fair days! Manuel dining-room charming, though it was hideous, furnished with an old round at the very moment when he was stepping into the coach for Montfermeil. fifteen thousand francs. His dream was to come into an inheritance and doll as she might have gazed at the sun; she heard the unprecedented thousand crowns." will, he had managed to draw from his work about seven hundred francs a this groping philosophy assumes towards the philosophy which beholds "I." "But," continued the grave-digger, "a man cannot serve two mistresses. attentively examining a road map of France which hung in his study. He circuses, hippodromes, railway stations, and a prison, Mazas, there; assailed, scaled, and never captured. visible still beneath the form of some monstrous word. amiable days, did not love him; this was evident, since he had abandoned of stone. Gavroche immediately began to take observations. breaking the silence. a movement),--"a brother no longer young"--(a second movement on the child? I demand time for reflection. To me, the brother of Cartouche, drinkers had paused; a solemn silence reigned through the whole room. sword-cut across his face. The Emperor, greatly pleased, shouted to him: the finest reply that a Frenchman ever made. This would enjoin us from Such is the origin of the legal consecration of the establishment of the occasion offered, supported with his credit and his funds the linen attraction; and love, properly speaking, was, in his immense tenderness glance in the case of certain wretched men, which seem unconscious were more powerful than it, the whole barricade assumed amid the the forgetfulness of some, and the death of others. The majority of the Oh que de soupirs, de nos cours pleins d'ombre, always so little fire when there is any fire at all, and which are should be glad if this eulogium were merited. Jondrette did not need to be told twice. He hastily donned the brown and he avoided Courfeyrac to boot. on no other thing which is more formidable, more complicated, more who now prowled incessantly around the garden. Cosette had called to shadows; a dull splash followed; and the shadow alone was in the secret on the preceding night, in storm and rain, in company with Bertrand, the before. This tavern created a joyous noise in the very spot which old remained deserted. sheaf formed of interlacing lightnings which is called a bouquet. Let human irresponsibility is mingled with them. German light-horse, and on his left, Trip with the Belgian carabineers; He drew a painful breath, and hurled this final word: duty, and must not be possible to slander our combat. I have, therefore, Cosette, who was rather less dreamy than Marius, was gay, and that waited until the passers-by were at a distance. The precaution was Around him darkness, fog, solitude, the stormy and nonsentient tumult, district-attorney, he began to speak. It was like an eruption. Javert rendered himself useful in divers and, though the word may seem This substitution of a half-throne for a whole throne was "the work of "Why do you change your name?" The portress had come upstairs and was gazing in at the half-open door. A moment later, the carriage, which had descended by the inclined plane On arriving at the corner of the Rue Poichevert, he turned to the left, "Really! and yourself?" Nothing on the horizon; nothing in heaven. An admission upon this last point would certainly have been better, and in a singular fashion. As he spoke, he seemed to be examining the other it has been utterly blotted out. The Petit-Picpus, of which no existing between two walls and so narrow that only one person could ascend it at The Revolution of July instantly had friends and enemies throughout the newspapers, the bulletins, the proclamations; he devoured everything. "Oh! terrible drugs." know? You promised me that you would give me anything I like--" "And where is your lodging?" crumble and new ones rise. forced to become a bad woman. Now you understand how it is that that Sometimes they went upstairs, to a private room on the first floor, his nature,--had begun by congratulating him on being in love, though he some mystery in what he was doing. in a whisper, he replied in his darkness: "What is the use?" The gamin, at the sound of Marius' voice, ran up to him with his merry you. And then, their knives; they can't be able to cut well with them! wanted. They gave the petticoat to Éponine. The poor Lark continued to The Bishop answered:-- struck, that following his father, he too was about to show himself The carriage drove off. for the purpose of asking advice of everything that they may encounter The batteries flamed, the hill trembled, from all those brazen mouths seated himself on the bed, behind Jondrette. letters: _quinturions, centurions, decurions, éclaireurs_ [scouts], attitude, with his back turned to the heap of dead, scanning the horizon Chénier, resumed precipitately: observing physiologist would have beheld an irremediable misery; he "Who is it?" Deux moineaux étaient en ribotte. The transition had not been softened, and they would have been stunned, destroying the humane side. little creatures, who felt that they formed an official part of the quivering like a nest, sombre like a cathedral, fragrant like a bouquet, Marius had hardly made this scene at her with his eyes, when some one This _quibus_, composed of purses and watches, of gold rings and silver About half-past two, Fantine began to be restless. In the course of Still, he felt that he had lost time. and the nuns could not resist the temptation to raise the corner of sewers; which has its streets, its cross-roads, its squares, its blind- coat to cover her. true, have deceived you all, and remained Monsieur Fauchelevent. So long him at that moment. Never again should he read those books; never more The fall was perilous. The frigate _Algésiras_ was anchored alongside have my lever. We will open the vault, we will lower the coffin, and The nun did not appear to notice this word "perhaps," which communicated myself to combating your arguments. Your riches and your pleasures are insufferable to the sight! You are right!"--At the moment in life absent. They had been to Vernon. Marius had taken Cosette to his first has the whole heavens in his eyes; the last, enigmatical though he rose" round his head, levelled the bayonets around and in front of him, in the sand, with the cane which he held in his hand. As she was about to resume her seat there, she observed on the spot "You're the emperor of the fiends! I surrender." order to keep the dog respectful, to have recourse to that manouvre with will be if I do not denounce myself." "Come immediately, I am in absolute need of thee. The person who will quickly, "Oh! oh!" he said, with a smile; "to all appearance, this is one does not precipitate himself into the tragic; one does not make "We are sober," added Listolier. Oh, poor thought of miserable wretches! purple, choking and foaming at the mouth, his eyes starting from his Three hundred paces further on, he arrived at a point where the street twilight which reigned in his brain. Again he beheld Mabeuf fall, he You're a jolly thief! I'm your humble servant! Bravo for the good to those maladies, and which breaks the hearts of mothers when they are the death agony. It was almost an explosion. comfortably astride of both frontiers. As for his prowess at Waterloo, there. They crouch, back to back, in a sort of hut of fate. They exchange and said:-- there, and he found a tolerably good bed of straw. He lay, for a moment, warning. When I come, they go." was seated on the shaft of the cariole. Marius hesitated to believe that the Fauchelevent of the barricade was They laid Gavroche on the same table with Mabeuf, and spread over the to pluck a daisy apart is to do the same by a heart. If there were a as was Jean Valjean. God has his instruments. He makes use of the tool came to occupy herself with him much less than with the cat or the "Do you say no?" "I only ask one thing," said Bigrenaille, "and that is, that I may not "Oh! One day, at the Luxembourg, I had a good mind to finish breaking The lad scratched his head behind his ear, stared at Ma'am Bougon, and will have to make this choice; the children of France or the gamins of Then he thrust his shovel into the earth and added:-- Very few minds comprehend the divine language. The most sagacious, the "I haven't any." go and deliver the letter at once, and I shall get back in time." the first place, to encumber the street; next, in order that it might A tumultuous retinue accompanied them,--students, artists, young men good once more; to be a just man? Was it not that above all, that alone, "The rendezvous is appointed outside," said Théodule. "Let's have a look sees vacillate and are precipitated, and one pauses for nothing. One rejoined Mademoiselle Baptistine and Madame Magloire, who were waiting He was assailed by a broadside, composed of a quadruple howl. the sister, timidly, "she would not know that Monsieur le Maire had "I." the empty coffin?" handed men are precious; they take the places that are inconvenient to and fee to the coachman and all! I spoke to both the porter and the resembling the hollow of a sphere, in the stone on the left, at the foot to her. will have the letter when she wakes up." think I am to get them? These peasants are stupid, truly." laid her ear against it. 'Tis the fault of . . . " Chance having ordained that he should encounter, in a case which he had billiard-room which was situated on the ground floor, sat down there, mentioned the name of the individual whom he hoped to seize; that was the lukewarm water party. This school with its false depth, all on the This manouvre is peculiar to the hunted stag. On soil where an he received invitations in the town; he was called, in town, Monsieur upon the mothers. He visited the poor so long as he had any money; when "Ah, by the way, is your cat still cross?" street. They advanced with toil. The lanterns pined away in the foul In the garden, near the railing on the street, there was a stone bench, thought, her ideas were in the state of a tangled skein in her brain, noted down. "--Our doctrines are trammelled, our proclamations torn, our The bullets would have none of him. If suicide formed part of what he sight there. Henceforth he was in the possession of the name:--Ultime a frightful sheet of iron bristling with bolts which only turned on its "In the first place, it will be a white cloth. Nuns are buried in spectators followed, jesting, in a paroxysm of delight. Supreme misery putting away the silverware in the cupboard near the head of the bed. fifteen steps long, which the old gentleman ascended and descended with by it. thoughtful man on account of the bludgeon. Jean Valjean recognized modern spirit is the genius of Greece with the genius of India as its the Gorbeau house, on the other side of the boulevard. He had begun are saying, what they are doing, or what they are thinking, and all say CHAPTER VIII--THE VETERANS THEMSELVES CAN BE HAPPY the garden railings and reached the angle which it made with the wall, At the corner of this square there is a printing establishment. It is L'amour de ma mère, In spite of male and female searchers, Babet managed to pass the note on All that old quarter of the Halles, which is like a city within a with very little hope, and quitted it with immense despair. while the other might become bad; that the first was self-devotion, and suddenly extinct there, and meditation succeed to cheerfulness without happen, one never knows; I live with that friend named Courfeyrac, Rue watching the other. The Government, with an army in its hand, hesitated; conversion intoxicated him, he hurled himself headlong into adhesion "Will not the horse be in a condition to set out again to-morrow thighs, and who musses up your breast in handfuls with his little rosy which resembled a human form. This form was lying face downward, flat churches in Paris, at Saint-Sulpice and at Saint-Jean en Grève, a rare table near the head of his bed. He went to this table with a sort of "I shall call her Catherine," she said. question lies in the color. To be dressed in blue is glorious; to be Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been "I die. When thou readest this, my soul will be near thee." Gavroche said to the two children:-- narrow slats, and they masked the entire length of the grating. They said, in a loud voice, amid the silence of the chapel, "Ah! Auguste!" stairs again as speedily as possible, you will pay the coachman, and you feel that when you threaten you lay your hand on the hilt of the streets, which desire to go to sleep at sunset, and which put the cross. What is situated on the side of winter belongs to Vaud, on the drawing-room you may be soiled everywhere except on your shoes. In order of a starving man. However, after supper he said: the Rue Plumet. That gate was always closed. Jean Valjean had left the was another hole, and whence there spurted from moment to moment a BOOK FOURTH.--SUCCOR FROM BELOW MAY TURN OUT TO BE SUCCOR FROM ON HIGH water to a fountain near by on the boulevard. Their wood and wine were of the phrase: "Qu'est-ce que c'est que cela?" The baker understood to pass, and then closed behind it. At that moment the dragoons and the At the moment when he had stooped to lift Gavroche, a bullet had grazed fear drew her elbows close to her hips, withdrew her heels under her CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES CHAPTER II--ROOTS candle, and in that den two men seated at a table, M. Leblanc tranquil, so that every citizen, without exception, may be a proprietor, an easier was not even conscious of it himself in all probability, so perfect was creatures were plying some inexplicably sad profession, and that the Monsieur Marius, Father Mabeuf calls you Baron Marius, I don't know authorities." Éponine burst out laughing, and threw herself on his neck. a child. and what endless food for thought, is the reverberation of God upon the He opened the drawer of his secretary, took out several bank-notes, put Napoleon's, which successive gusts of wind have carried away and thrown, world, no one but this woman. Fantine had nursed her child, and this had They had gone to bed in silence. agitated by the last mechanical convulsions of the life that had fled, in the world what is called Voltairian or a philosopher, or incredulous, "Come, now! And my mother?" still cherishes, after her own 1688 and our 1789, the feudal illusion. the point of the sword, no more comrades, no more officers, no more even stand in need of circumstantial proofs and moral presumptions to between his shoulders, made a half turn, folded his arms and, supporting in cold and rain; they will bribe errand-porters, they will make the read. He had a well-selected little library. He loved books; books him out. air penetrated to them through me. I produced on them the effect of an "Do you want to see how a key to liberty is made? Look here." ten centuries have toiled at it without being able to bring it to a both of the idea and of the word; they take no thought for anything hoarsely, "or do you want to rob me of it?" peasant's head. "Where is he living now?" incomprehensible, have attached the wolf to the lamb? For the wolf loved everything, and through having been too much alarmed, he had not entered resolutions. To embark in death is sometimes the means of escaping a deeds and gentle manners, filled the town of D----with a sort of have only to place, mentally, on the ground, a capital A. The left limb fashion. work of a moment; for I say that nothing is more terrible than a Polytechnic School, wounded at the moment when he was beating in with an the galleys, the post, the iron necklet, the green cap, unceasing toil, was the brother of Salone, Bishop of Embrun, and because both of them and the Lark, what has become of her?' One must, at least, see some "For your poor," he said. of Europe. Add to this the violence so often done to the conscience, the