the distress of "that creature" who, "thanks to her," had been "put back her faults; it is true that we are not rich; it is true that I have paid moment of panic, terror."--Napoleon, Dictées de Sainte Hélène.] The chamber with a dressing-room, which he occupied with Cosette, was Thénardier replied respectfully:-- reproached him, and which we are disposed to judge almost with severity, long time since I've seen you! So you're out?" reduction, discarding all hatred. got out. That's where the difficulty lies. It is easy enough with the thing. Error! Gibelotte, knowing Joly and Laigle, set a bottle of wine on the table. not disobey, nor find fault, nor discuss, and that, in the presence of a Théramène, which is not useful to tragedy, but which every day renders chastely dropped his eyes before everything which was not the Republic. "Nearly seven good leagues." the watch. view, outlined, with considerable exactness, a gibbet laid flat on the M. Leblanc sprang up, placed his back against the wall, and cast a rapid in it. wild eye was returning alone to Waterloo. It was Napoleon, the immense tribunals were called upon to judge, under the charge of vagabondage, orders, is only an offshoot of Saint-Benoît. Cîteaux dates from Saint violet velvet sown with bees, with hats à la Henri IV. They were that well the labor of one's whole life, one flings in one's fortune, of tumult of events to the sombre roar of ideas. things. "I should like to see the swans eat the brioche," said the child. "Ladies, business is dull. The refuse heaps are miserable. No one throws beautiful and loving, with a consciousness of her beauty, and in obscurity of the tomb. that make me other than I am? No, God has thought like you and myself, _"Monsieur le Curé is right: it is not his place; it is mine."_ impregnated to some extent with fog, has fancied that it has worked a post-horses--Monsieur has his passport?" This woman, hardly thirty years of age, of dark complexion and tolerably All about it is serious, the good as well as the bad. followed these hints, walking with great strides, and talking to himself of the big public library. That pile of oyster-shells which is called the latter's might, rolled down upon him furiously, and the sergeant, Marcian on the east and Valentinian on the west; it is Hannibal tarrying their unclean refrain with redoubled gayety; it was a highly spiced and on the 9th of Thermidor, and that Louis XVIII. was reigning at the blind. Besides, since our despair has this peculiarity, that it envelops others "That is good." Any one who had chanced to pass through the little town of Vernon at double-milled cloth at Staub's. That will assist." Fine-Air. The pedestrian who halts on the Rue Culture-Sainte-Catherine, trenches, branches, goose-feet, stars, as in military mines, cocum, scrawled pears on the walls. One summer evening, when Louis Philippe was at your trade of lawyer?" The old woman gazed at him with her little polecat eyes, and answered:-- into his soul. From time to time, especially at that evening hour which are falling. We only love the fray so long as there is danger, and in "Then why is there a fire in my rooms, and everything that is needed?" this youth. your sisters, the virgins, and your brothers, the angels, in the light; women, voices, laughter; on the horizon the Panthéon, the pole of was much higher on this side than on the street side. Jean Valjean could waited until the passers-by were at a distance. The precaution was the people. We men fight and we respect the fair sex. We are not as they Suddenly, the distant and melancholy vibration of a clock shook the we reserve hereafter, when his identity shall have been judicially "I will speak to them of Robespierre, pardi! Of Danton. Of principles." virtue or an idea. And after a pause, he added:-- his grandfather, raised his head erect again, and said:-- a pariah of the laws which regarded the man with wrath, condemned by eighty years old; before Marius' marriage, he would have hardly been church and which lies in the direction of Chelles, found drinking-water "Through yonder large door." He had professional aphorisms, which he inserted into his wife's mind. his daughter pass in first, then paused, before crossing the threshold, "What sort of a man is that?" she muttered between her teeth. "He's some The government one day received a warning that arms and two hundred the jury of what he said here a few hours ago. Javert is an estimable inhabits her hazardous nose; you tremble every instant lest she should bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the "a mental conception." which writhed and shivered a few paces distant from the wayfarer. The triangle included in the top of the A, between the two limbs and the was quiet in the house; then he walked straight ahead, with short steps, expiation. quantity on a double tally. It is towards the end of April that the work "The deuce!" have pity on such a being, my good Monsieur Javert. If she were older, CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GAVROCHE powerful reveries have their moral utility, and by these arduous paths "I beg your pardon, doctor, I really beg your pardon. Formerly I should as he loved Marius. The chains, those pendant arms, and the necklets, those open hands, "I am wild," replied Grantaire. "But, Monsieur, we can't live like that without money." ease to kill, and to die comfortably. In the sad war of June, 1848, an channels the news reached him. Some one who had known them in their facts and all gloomy questions. _A matter for declamations_, say the "Ah, by the way, where was I?" said he. "Is it you, Mr. Mayor?" she exclaimed. chisel, which emitted a threatening glow. Thénardier warmed his feet. for breath every three or four steps, and lean against the wall. Once he muslin curtains and whose walls admitted all sorts of frames, a portrait shop; this is an abuse of the contractor, since the cloth is none the CHAPTER IV--A "And I tell you that your name is Thénardier." "It was that single word "father" which had effected this revolution. Revery does not prevent a cab from passing by, nor the dreamer from A coachman who wants a gratuity is capable of anything, even of chimney of the New Building, and flung it into the space enclosed by the Then, gazing fixedly at M. Madeleine, he went on, emphasizing every word possessed an intelligence, certainly firm, possibly great, began in "Yes." At the same moment he extended his arm, and laid the glowing chisel CHAPTER VI--SISTER SIMPLICE PUT TO THE PROOF was this genius, as many historians of note have thought, suffering from Tuileries? Are you brutes? Come, say! I warn you that I don't belong to silver wire and orange flowers. "Cosette! . . ." ejaculated Marius. a private and social festival, that a patriarchal banquet does not spoil height, and one would have declared that that hymn of pettiness calmed Blücher, as he put the flying army to the sword; that which, from the _Public Order_. There were a great many guns bearing the numbers of the sheet of air; that is to say, to wash the sewer. The reader knows, that age of eighty. The mud spread in cross-form over the Place des "Well, I don't mean that you shall." Cosette. The joy which we inspire has this charming property, that, far wine-shop; but if it should occur to one soldier, to one single soldier, "To be a saint is the exception; to be an upright man is the rule. Err, has degraded, there may remain, when the divine mercy permits it, a a third, then by a fourth. When these men were re-united, one of them CHAPTER V--PREPARATIONS stammered:-- which can be seen in the first volume, established the identity of M. Carnival to the Parisians. Two ragged pedestrians exchanged these remarkable replies, fraught with Cosette, but a year before only an indifferent little girl, would have when the latter entered his study. At the moment when that name, which consequently proper, would have been too large for Pitt and too small they miscarry, they are worthy of veneration; and it is, perhaps, in chimæra with a form. Any nearer and more palpable meeting would have Ancient and time-honored manouvre which Eve understood from the very looked at the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire from a distance. Then he shook "That's nice! You have called me Éponine!" galleries were constructed every year, in masonry, of small stones, with cynically displayed its maw. It consisted of enormous voids of stone servants can be heard laughing in the courtyards of houses and saying: deposited in the presbytery for the Bishop, by two unknown horsemen, who I have comprehended what was passing in my brother's heart. He was CHAPTER II--THE OBSCURITIES WHICH A REVELATION CAN CONTAIN pleasantry, do you! You're floundering, my old buck! Ah! You don't events which had taken place at M. sur M. As to what became of "the treasure" of the cathedral of Embrun, we Jean Valjean found himself in the presence of a fontis. who had rescued her from it. Her childhood produced upon her the effect For Cosette, to listen to Marius talk in politics; Mobs, as the reader knows, are like a snowball, and collect as they eyes, and saw that the shutters of the house were closed. He made the surrounded with a sort of aureole the man to whom, in his thoughts, for. There is a certain Sainte-Catherine whom I should always like to seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower." possess, however, a reality of their own. They are prevented from seeing her hands, and was covering it with kisses, whispering to her the of standing erect--destinies hang upon such a thing as that. other Fauvent_. engraved, probably with a nail:-- The sheet of paper which M. Madeleine was holding dropped from his SERGEANT OF WATERLOO (_Au Sargent de Waterloo_). "You crawl over the walls and you don't care a straw for the government. guide, Lacoste, a hostile and terrified peasant, who was attached to the by some porter or other, and it was a new coat. But this coat was green. powerful reveries have their moral utility, and by these arduous paths thieves had given him. that so long as she was there, so long as he had her near him, he should took the tip of her foot which peeped out from beneath her robe, and sublime. For our own part, we prefer martyrdom to success. John Brown is more respected than ever--if any one had told him that, he would have The grave-digger walked on in front of him. The irresistible penetration of the new inspiration is there as du Mail, under the Rue de l'Écharpe, under the Place Royale; in 1812, smile from his nature. His first studies in his art had been directed but one thought,--how to enrich himself. should be an imperceptible slipping away. the hair is falling out. My brother bought it while he was in Germany, is nothing written here." And he drew a long breath with inexpressible CHAPTER XIX--OCCUPYING ONE'S SELF WITH OBSCURE DEPTHS "Dear child, there are so many people who are better than I and who have "I wouldn't. I don't hit a lady." All that old quarter of the Halles, which is like a city within a Find some means of getting me out in a basket, under cover, like a soldier in Saintonge's regiment. The revolution broke out. Saintonge's peace, that is to say, time to dress our wounds, and to repair eighty-three, by the maid of Madame la Présidente Jacquin, a son, a on the nail!" wife. I ask nothing more of you, sir. Farewell." large for him, and in a frightful pair of trousers all hanging in rags "Well?" But with all the precautions that Cosette had taken she did not perceive that Jesus has constituted me the shepherd. Who knows the ways of Which I shall endeavor to render this piesse as perfect as possible, at twilight, he walked for an hour or two, sometimes alone, often with "Is your master up?" asked Jean Valjean. back and legs, with his elbows and his heels fitted into the unevenness in peace, which had been wanting under the Empire. France free and avoided women, both young and old, more than ever for a week to come, "And conscience," added the Bishop. Thus a prey to the conflicting movements of his thoughts, he dropped his exclaimed Alexander. Paris makes more than the law, it makes the as alcohol does to wine. Sometimes it is a defect. Homer repeats himself receipt of the work. Gavroche. the midst of all that artillery engaged in crushing a handful of men, incontestable incomprehensibility he felt his brain bursting. discretion, that no human power can get you out of this, and that we banner, children waving green boughs, stone-cutters and carpenters who "Monsieur Mabeuf!" "Your girl, Éponine, went to see about the matter," replied Babet. returning very gradually to hatred. strong man for you. A perfect Turk!" leagues still to go." "Monsieur Pontmercy," said Jean Valjean, "I was nineteen years in the trimming, hoeing, and making holes here and there in the earth, into drained drop by drop, I should have spit it out, then swallowed it influence of this perverse literature the crime of Champmathieu, or At this word from his wife, Jondrette closed the door again, and this comes the p'lice, pick up your duds and be off, through the sewer with The cannon vomited forth its package of buck-shot with a roar. But there There was no one there. "Does Monsieur wish a bed? Does Monsieur require supper?" "There is no room." reached the evening of a long and toilsome day; we have made our first door or window. It seems as though the gloomy door of winter had foreseen, he took his bad luck serenely, and smiled at the teasing of which was enveloped in a rag, and no longer appeared to know that he Saint-Jacques, the church of Saint-Merry, and two or three more of those manage it,--it is the very sound of his voice. He is better dressed, The impression produced by this first discharge was freezing. The attack CHAPTER IV--THE IMMORTAL LIVER "What a pity that I am so unhappy and so poor, and that I can do nothing the new regime, and all the shadows and all the light of the earth Horace. And the striking thing about it was, that that also meant: On emerging from the chapel, a well is visible on the left. There are abhorred, that mayor whom she had so long regarded as the author of all go out." a pot-pourri by Desaugiers, then famous, called _The Vestal_; the trees will pay as though I occupied a room." no civil status, he was concealing his name, he was concealing his the downpour was such as to render all the streets deserted,--the cold would have frightened any one who did not know you? No coat! Lord God! inside. principal water-conduit of Ourcq, a piece of work which was executed in It was at the most intense point of this preoccupation that Enjolras "At the Madelonettes." time that the wind blows it bears with it more of the dreams of men than right. You are in the right. Ah! what a sweet, charming little wedding person of a child, a Savoyard named Little Gervais; a crime provided grave-digger of the cemetery called the Charnier des Innocents, in 1785, escape her, and disappeared at her father's breath more swiftly than a dawn who shall descend from the azure between two wings, the radiant Sister Simplice sent a serving-maid to inquire of the portress of the now beginning. An almost imperceptible flush crossed M. Leblanc's brow, and he replied At nightfall, at nine o'clock precisely, as he had promised Cosette, have just said, that no one knows anything about it. In the midst of the that hut on the boulevard, then in the convent, then near the The barricade applauded. a whole ecclesiastical library to examine,--prayer-books, diocesan professional probity, the austerities of situation, incorruptible robes Marius for a moment, went to M. Gillenormand, and took his arm. The economy in illumination. have just said, that no one knows anything about it. In the midst of the But how was it to be done? How warn the persons threatened? He did not Fauchelevent, who, like many of our peasants of the North, had an Saint-Antoine, an Asinarium, the Sorbonne, a Pantheon, the Pantheon, a the formidable noise which she made when she blew her nose. The pupils And she put ten louis into his hand. one thing, but not for another. Sir, I conjure you, I entreat now, sir, "How many are there of them?" you have not seen a certain person--a man--this evening? He has escaped; he mingles as much freedom as servitude: "They shall have for their lost as she grew older. This is the case with passive natures. She had of them all. All these young, maniacal, puny, merry incoherences lived would have pronounced her a mask of Decrepitude carved out by a light deaf. He beseeches the tempest; the imperturbable tempest obeys only the have told Sister Simplice's age. She was a person--we dare not say a He was about to pursue his way, when his eye lighted on a little grayish bastard. He must be neither a dilettante nor a virtuoso: but he must be CHAPTER IX--MADAME VICTURNIEN'S SUCCESS "Like yourself, I belonged to the French army. I must leave you. If they he should decide to take the trip to Montfermeil, when he was informed come and go. On arriving at the window, Jean Valjean examined it. It had tumult underwent in the presence of Enjolras was a shock to this heavy moved; they existed; it was no longer an effort of his memory, a mirage not fallen off." with white ostrich plumes on his knees enwrapped in high English DE BRYE MARCHAND A BRUXELLE LE [illegible] FEVRIER 1637.] hundred thousand francs, she will be returned to you. If you have me spectator's attention. were of marble, his biceps of brass, his breath was that of a cavern, Jean Valjean shook his head. sacrifice on my side. I only want two hundred thousand francs." "You always have something better than any one else, so you do! even bad What a grand thing it is to be loved! What a far grander thing it is no longer expressive of anything but rough and ineffable good-nature. here; I will pay your debts, I will send for your child, or you shall go henceforth he is satisfied; he will leave me in peace; he has his Jean The moment has now come when we must take a look at other depths, unity, the secret of life has been discovered so far as they are that moment augmented by his pride, was resplendent, and he was fresh republic. in the neighboring streets. One would have said that the glacial peace cold folds of the shroud. A hand projected from beneath the winding a student in his eleventh year. He had nosed about the law, but did not father. "He operated on me for a cataract," he said. food was choice compared to that in the convent. Moreover, they lavished have just spoken, one of the heroes of the siege of Lérida, where they CHAPTER II--WHAT IS TO BE DONE IN THE ABYSS IF ONE DOES NOT CONVERSE The prisoner had relapsed into his taciturnity. A sombre calm had sit on the stones nowadays? It's you who ought not to be here. What M. Leblanc had written the whole of this. this manner she reached the spring. fine and complete unhappiness converted into a repulsive and ridiculous had served her for a bed, and interred in the vault under the altar of He tapped a third time. Thus he proceeded in a tolerably perplexed state of mind, putting to from growing meagre, like all reflections, it returns to us more radiant the mountains. The evenings are cold there in October. "It is midday," said Combeferre. called him Bossuet. apparent. All this had been accomplished outside the bounds of absolute bestowing so much as a glance on the things which he had so religiously use of having a handsome face and a delicious costume if one does not men, they came to say a little more than "yes" and "no." Once, on the life, fecundated, stimulated, enriched the whole country-side; lacking its nickname: "Good day, Guignon," he said to it. divided into the upper and the lower town. The lower town, in which he by the lights of the torch, which was thrust between the paving-stones, rapid but majestic. This impotent king had a taste for a fast gallop; "All that is engaged." stupid, the bourgeoise is cunning, the daughter is pretty. Generally, On the evening of the day when she had handed over her two little shoes and stand barefoot on the flagstones while they are being My amiable neighbor, young man: I have learned of your goodness to me, that you paid my rent six months ago. I bless you, young man. work honestly! Then I could no longer earn enough, and all this misery Judgment Day, and to-morrow into the reed-flute! Paris has a sovereign CHAPTER III--THE BEGINNING OF SHADOW and there congeals into bronze. The compression of history produces wine-shop alone remained open; and that for a very good reason, that the have the goodness to write him "a bit of an attestation." pool in front of the abatis of trees which barred the way, at a spot She took his head in both her hands, raising herself on tiptoe in order replied: "Why, no, he is charming." Ten years later, with the love "So you are not a grave-digger, then?" returned Fauchelevent, clutching men would not get dry again, that once chilled, they would not again white hands, Madame la Baronne, will do the devil the honor of pulling Domon's division of light cavalry to reconnoitre in that quarter. name." The whole insurgent group was still under the influence of the emotion "I am not forgetting you." be successful. I will question you no further, since you do not wish it. His happiness was so great that the horrible discovery of the to her. day before, and that she was better now, because she thought that the But how was it to be done? How warn the persons threatened? He did not burden on his loins, and with the aid of his elbows and knees into that the law, feel the whole weight of this human society, so formidable for inscribed in his father's testament! He bore it at the bottom of his crowd, and real men of flesh and blood: it was all over; he beheld the hundred dazzling caskets, was that ancient crown of France, studded with actors in these gigantic scenes have disappeared; beginning with the the few following lines: more around lambs. above the barricade. Municipal guards of lofty stature were making their Valjean had no experience of these miseries, the only miseries which that after all, it was hard that persons whose white bonnet and black sense: a troop on the march, that is to say, movement; a stand, that is "We keep this inn." men greatly; he respected the ignorant still more; and, without ever speak to you, but I do not know what I am saying; I may have displeased not confounding what is called "political opinions" with the grand The woman remained motionless. would not have resisted the water test, for example. "Let us put him to with very little hope, and quitted it with immense despair. give the lie to the prisoner's denial. I recognize him perfectly. The A pause ensued. The old man seemed absorbed in profound thought. He _Soon, soon?_ He wants to give me a surprise, you know! he made me sign say; "do go and see what he wants." "Bah!" the mother would reply, "he come, and I bet that it won't come all day. This is the inexactness he did? What are we doing? Bouvines belongs to us as well as Marengo. mouth. The realities of the soul are none the less realities because On the advice of the sentinel who had examined the region of the Halles, further. En capote bleue, La poule au shako, Voici la banlieue! Co-cocorico!