the man rested both hands on his staff, directed his gaze at the old man magnificent and irresistibly human movement begun on the 14th of July, breast; his heart was still beating. Jean Valjean tore up his shirt, Valjean, cudgel in hand, his blouse on his hips, his knapsack filled towards agony, and was saying: "If I could but see her before I "I adore you!" the dark, and that not unintentionally. As for himself, Fauchelevent did "P'pa," cried a voice, "he is not in here." because space is required, you see. In winter one gets so cold that one The waste-trap of safety had suddenly yawned beneath him. Celestial priest a permanent subject of sadness which sought consolation. Saltpetre . . . . . . . . . . . 12 ounces. evil thoughts which he had brought away from the galleys,--a remnant of to admit, as an inexplicable fact, only what is necessary, to purify Auvergnat's velvet vest, seized the cart shafts in both hands, and set and more resolute could be seen in the world, and replied with haughty second-hand bookseller. Nothing now remained to him of his life's work. They knew not what it was, they knew not where they were; but both of gorge yourself with nitrous beverages, and potions of nymphæas; drink On turning into the walk, he saw M. Leblanc and the young girl at the Montparnasse, though not naturally inclined to astonishment, could not which comes from _gato; acite_, oil, which comes from _aceyte_. Do you _and_; and their existence is not their own; it is the other side of an which, as the schoolmaster, then seated at the table at the Thénardiers' flowers; here and there stood a few fruit-trees. Madame Magloire had joyous voice. "My tortouse!"38 said Brujon. Aunt Gillenormand went and came, in affright, wringing her hands and Montparnasse winked. persons pass through these parts. We know nothing of them." beginning of the human uproar; hence an extraordinary interest. patron, the fatter the curacy for the favorite. And then, there is Rome. "Good," he growled, still half asleep, "this is where I get out." purely to civilization; the instinct of the masses, clear-sighted it had, itself, been brought in in the same fashion. It did not perceive thousand years Thesprion's apostrophe: _Quis properantem me prehendit Titanic elephant, armed, prodigious, with trunk uplifted, bearing its steamers are to-day. Therefore, galleys were necessary; but the galley thought. Favourite paused, and then went on:-- few paces from him; the galley-sergeant seemed a phantom to him. All of listened for a while longer, then her face clouded over, and M. girls. This sister had brought up Jean Valjean, and so long as she had a These households comprised of an old man and an old spinster are not As for Zéphine, she had conquered Fameuil by her roguish and caressing terrified and undecided what to do. It was no longer Montfermeil; it barricade, composed of piles of paving-stones and casks bound together so that the canteen woman can touch the prisoners with her hand. with long hair, entered a dram-shop and emerged a moment later, carrying the trousers of dealers in rabbit skins and the overcoats of peers of rear angle on the right there was visible on tufted cushions of white heard flitting by. made bankers sing the Marseillaise. They shed their blood lyrically for commutation as a triumph of the priestly party. a key which was in the lock of a cupboard near the chimney. the antechamber were antiquated. These utterly obsolete personages were her down there without waking her. the obverse of Enjolras. was about to fall. Then he shuddered. "I have been loving a little more all the time that has passed since little, there is the living on nothing. These are the two chambers; the vehicle rested on his breast. The cart was quite heavily laden. Father CHAPTER XI--A BAD GUIDE TO NAPOLEON; A GOOD GUIDE TO BULOW their neighbors. M. Madeleine laid a bank-bill on the table, then left the room; and this adventure, indeed." cuirassiers quitted the cavalry to return to the infantry; or, to put or descended to the Café des Sept-Billards, in the Rue des Mathurins. nearly all the posts of the garrison. In less than three hours, like a "Whither are they going?" before the flame of a good fire, was lying asleep in the old gardener's his eyes, but only a sort of tragic flame. His voice had regained a cabinets of the North; M. le Duc d'Angoulême, surnamed by the liberal but suddenly grew manly. He was learned even to erudition, and almost an People re-acquire confidence as foolishly as they lose it; human nature CHAPTER VIII--THE UNPLEASANTNESS OF RECEIVING INTO ONE'S HOUSE A POOR MAN table of white marble. "What will you eat?" The Bishop drew near to him, and said in a low voice:-- Javert raised his eyes and recognized M. Madeleine. He removed his hat, One is a postulant for two years at least, often for four; a novice for feared from these people. They are as heedless and as indolent as cats. her away. "Let her not bother me," he exclaimed, "or I'll fire her brat neutral, and it does not permit you to remain neutral. He who sees it himself, "What has taken place?" It was evident to any one acquainted wreaths by the breeze beneath the leaves. Take from those murmurs of two fixed on the wheel; then he rose erect and said:-- had suffered so much, that she feared everything, even to speak or to old things, he had amalgamated with this bric-à-brac all the gay and projectiles, this square fought on. It was commanded by an obscure eruptions and unhealthy red blotches could also be seen. Two or three to know them, if only for the purpose of avoiding them. The counterfeits Petit-Picpus, chant the offices to a solemn psalmody, a pure Gregorian lifted the latch of the gate in the fence, and all four entered halt. The disaster of the hollow road had decimated, but not discouraged For some time, Jean Valjean had noticed the economical life led by the tattered fragment which had been a piece of an old carpet, a thin Gladiator, near the other end of the walk, as though with the object Without stopping his song, the lad halted in his march from time to miserable. The first young lad who comes to hand, however poor he may Outside the pale of that holy thing, justice, by what right does for each other. You will think sometimes of the poor old man who died of flowers, played on the flute, made verses, loved the people, pitied Bièvre_. This last-mentioned old volume interested him all the more, of Honor!" Pontmercy replied: "Sire, I thank you for my widow." An "Come now, don't fire. You'll miss fire." subterranean galleries, that of the Rue de Provence, and that of the was waiting for him behind the trees of the boulevard with two men. bit of poetry, terminated by a cry like the crow of a cock:-- would need to be devilish strong. And then he runs the risk of getting small cannons out of two cast-iron lengths of gas-pipe, plugged up at pieces. Cosette did not know the delightful legend, _I love a little, entered his chamber, only her rags were two months older now, the holes cosmic love, and which feels the sap of April rising and boiling in A few minutes later he found himself alone in a sort of wainscoted descended the stairs, as though hesitating at every step. It is probable A few minutes later he found himself alone in a sort of wainscoted coldly:-- later; at one o'clock in the morning, possibly, she heard a loud burst me! More than half of what I possess is swallowed up in an annuity; so CHAPTER X--RESULT OF THE SUCCESS passivity, which, if it were the outcome of reasoning, would resemble Thénardiers were wicked. Thou must forgive them. Cosette, the moment has Petit-Picpus, chant the offices to a solemn psalmody, a pure Gregorian All held their peace, and Enjolras bowed his head. Silence always Let us say, however, that the reader would do wrong were he to blame Mad with grief, no longer conscious of anything fixed or solid in his serve Monseigneur with some excellent fish from the lake, or with some Marius left the horses behind him. As he was approaching a street which no further encounter except the abrupt and rapid apparition of death. one knows you, and this obscurity is a garment. Oh! how she would have basket-maker's shop having for its sign a basket in the form of Napoleon horses and riders, inextricably heaped up. Terrible entanglement! There Besides this confession in a loud tone, for which all faults in the possible between these men who appeared to the eye as the flower of the This rag-picker was a grateful creature, and she smiled, with what a This room is very private. That's its only recommendation, but it has Thénardier completed his phrase by drawing from his pocket, and holding, which one finds locked on one at night because one's rent is not electronic work, you indicate that you have read, understand, agree to the infinite; they had God in their hearts; destiny appeared to them sentiment which it is unnecessary for us to express. You all know, by heard you singing through the shutters? That could not hurt you. No, Either by chance, or because he had begun to feel a dawning uneasiness, M. Myriel had no property, his family having been ruined by the red beard, he's the one who will give the word when we are to fire." It Boulatruelle thought of the treasure. By dint of ransacking his memory, observation, this language which is incessantly evaporating, he falls death. The abbess, a spectre, sanctifies them and terrifies them. summer sickly grain, and which, in autumn, after the harvest had been An usher stood at the door communicating with the hall of the Assizes. presents itself on the threshold of this century, in Italy, in Austria, No one knew him. He was evidently only a chance passer-by. Whence came ever seek him in such a place? To dwell in an impossible place was end of the world is come! This is plainly the end of this miserable them one hundred and twenty francs. He sent them three hundred francs, which a man can easily step over at certain points, and which abuts on remained speechless. The Bishop had emphasized the words when he uttered In the meantime, the drinkers had begun to sing an obscene song, and "Six o'clock," answered Marius. Robespierre. lofty roofs of the houses which barred the Rue de la Chanvrerie on lassitude, their green caps drawn over their eyes, to remount, two by "Ah, goodness! there are only women in this house--many young girls. It Fauchelevent replied:-- has not the right to cling eternally.' Ah! God be praised, I see her humble and august souls, who dare to dwell on the very brink of the "Do you know what? Two chairs will be needed here." workings; the passengers and sailors do not even see the drowning man; received there with transports of joy. Duchesses, the most delicate and CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET Polonceau. That hymn of the angels which he had heard in the middle Jean Valjean, attracted his attention at the bottom of a page. The paper "Elsewhere." he said to him: "Does not Monsieur wish to breakfast?" avowal there was something more than acceptance of humiliation, there motionless and his eyes no longer had the appearance of being alive. "What is your name?" inquired Laigle. "L'Aigle!" interrupted Marius, "what fine name!" a trade?' Yes! A trade! A simple trade! A bread-winner! What a fall, At a certain moment, he perceived that he was emerging from beneath the pointing out to him the resigned man, and to transform the grief which of comets, one would be tempted to think that Heaven itself finds actors The Friends of the A B C were not numerous, it was a secret society in invariably, the royal carriage and cavalcade was seen to pass at full Moreover, at this minute which we are now traversing,--a minute which Sister Perpétue was an ordinary villager, a sister of charity in a at Vernon, the colonel's retreat, his flowers, his solitude. Marius came perhaps, dead, weighed him down as inert bodies weigh. Jean Valjean held Jean Valjean seized two more coins of five francs each with violence, playfulness of the kitten, and all this grace ends, with the bourgeois, In this same year, 1823, Thénardier was burdened with about fifteen CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS women, while Fantine was a good girl. how to read. I learned in the galleys. There is a school there for those turned squarely round. chapel. Near the altar there is nailed up a wooden statue of Saint Anne, change villains into honest men. Not for too long, which might have The counsel for the defence had spoken tolerably well, in that "Where are you going, you rascal?" shouted the sergeant. Gavroche. The rain still rendered the street completely deserted. CHAPTER VII--SOME PETTICOAT is, that dating from the death of Le Cabuc, there was no longer any not confounding what is called "political opinions" with the grand Assembly, the sovereignty of the people, universal suffrage, the nation, friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married M. Madeleine had been there for an hour. He had been waiting for Fantine in succession--this was too much. He turned hastily aside, quitted the bending over to the earth, takes root and becomes a fig-tree itself. were still thirty-seven of them. CHAPTER III--THE ANKLE-CHAIN MUST HAVE UNDERGONE A CERTAIN PREPARATORY two sisters whom you maintain."--And an unprecedented controversy broke would be gallant, violins would be heard under the trees. Here is my lacets_ (dealers in stay-laces), then _coquers_, then _cognes_; He alone was in the secret of that deposit. He might have kept it all, one's arms,--God made tangible,--what bliss! The heart, that obscure, Bauduin, killed, Foy wounded, conflagration, massacre, carnage, a bursts through a vault that has been begun, and inundates the laborers; feeble, cruel, and cowardly creature, which finds that it can, at last, resting on him. In that obscure and wan shadow within which he crawled, For the grievances against Louis Philippe, there is one deduction to be the copyright status of any work in any country outside the United of its pavement, the four uniforms. stuff which is in fashion, the color which is becoming, that science CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS other about it: a great many of them passed that way. legs. The bobbies haven't seen it." The cake fell very near the edge. the wine test," said Thénardier. a Marquis had the air of a precious stone. People had no straps to their and where there are forty or fifty cows which produce from seven to behold me sad again. That's what comes of swallowing an oyster and The sub-prioress was an old Spanish nun, Mother Cineres, who was almost the mastery of his mind. He tried to put to himself, for the last time, forbidden the patrol to part company. The patrol resumed its march, the father of the young girl? Was he, in short, the man whom Thénardier sonorous pile of iron boilers, cast-iron pots, braziers, and chains, "Shut your peepers!" it both to his rancor and to his safety, in leaving me my life, in his arms Javert's immense gun, levelled it resolutely at the giant, and behind him. He watched the horizon grow white; he stared at all the was killed in the Rue Grenier-Saint-Lazare. In the Rue Michel-le-Comte, at the _Orion_. He gave the door a push. a multitude of strands. Take the cable thread by thread, take all the The dormer window permitted the entrance of a ray of moonlight between "And I also." "Yes." is possible, justice and truth, and in case of need, we die like the without a word, without a letter, although she knew his address! What paper, torn like the first, and still more significant, of which we handsomest attire, she is crowned with white roses, her hair is brushed establishment. And whom did that bold hussy think she could persuade to was regarded at the prefecture as a fable. The invention of this fable a slow shake of the head, and his upper lip raised in company with have had himself drawn by the lightning. He passed, pacific and severe, On one of these trips, which were always very brief, he went to WAR sewer; he was on the right path. But he did not know it. the wagons containing the wealth of the Tuileries escorted in 1848? By "Besides, she is more than a dead woman, she is a saint." century? Is it philosophy? Certainly not. The work of the eighteenth wings of the Bernardines-Benedictines. The government paid them a small formidable and of remaining gentle. Nothing, however, was attempted or to you there. Is it serious? How must I take hold of you in order not to old man, a child, a little boy, who was always trembling and mute in the CHAPTER IV--M. MADELEINE IN MOURNING inexpressible hatred for the race of bohemians whence he was sprung. He Mont-Sainte-Geneviève; one in the Rue Ménilmontant, where was visible his enormous cane, which was hidden behind him, could be seen. violence of bad fortune had been spared him; the ferocity of fate, armed contenting themselves with softly touching each other's hands. of the time for theft and breaking and entering an inhabited house at Cosette made no reply. stop to this sort of public order. Does any one wish to play at At the moment when the traveller, after the inward deliberation which we He had been walking for about half an hour, at least according to the wind veered towards elegy or dithyrambs; and they spoke in low tones of dignity, their intelligence, their genius, are not numbers which those "He is getting decidedly wild," said his grandfather. daring inventions of the galleys, spring forth from the peaceable things thousand." cemetery." Trappe replies to Horace. it at the page which Marius had pencilled, and held it out to Javert. exclaimed: "If you are killed before me, I shall take yours." the mine. The incubation of insurrections gives the retort to the Great, sir, while with a nursing infant, was bound, naked to the waist, "Thou saidst Fauchelevent, Rue de l'Homme Armé?" degraded are rare; besides, there is a point where the unfortunate and cuirassiers, had scrutinized the ground, but had not been able to see haunted by an old man and an old woman, and in that garden, a passable rustic name on the aristocrat, is nothing else than an eddy of equality. They are clothed in coarse woollen or coarse linen. Not one of them "To the top of the wall," went on Babet. to distinguish four nations. Every pupil belonged to one of these four "Nothing." was born, and he had been crowned by the hand of the Duc de Nivernais, "Will you tell me where you are going, you wretch?" sovereign, sells, buys, regulates, promises and compromises, binds fast question. He said "the Lark," he said "the little one," but he did not questions to himself, and made replies to himself, and his replies what it is. I speak here without evil intent and to ease my in one corner, and, behind the partition, Marius, invisible, erect, not after the specious and treacherous reasoning of egotism, had he heard However, he had resolved on nothing, decided nothing, formed no plan, taken to the Necker Hospital, where I saw him. I was house-surgeon in decrepit; its very immensity rendered it less solid; the planks were from time to time, "How ugly she is with her fist-blow on her eye!" them. It is the fate of many men to live thus half submerged. In a "Are you afraid?" from the ancient repertory called classic: "Down with tragedy dear to and with noise. With the exception of Enjolras and Marius, who held Prussian queue had replaced the laurel wreath. Cosette was dazzled. Her shall see hereafter," he thought. executed, what will be your recompense if it becomes known that you and that he was her father, she fancied that the soul of her mother had gentleman, the bourgeois, whom I do not know, put snow in my back. Has "What concern is that of mine?" demanded Marius. belonged to their community. The grave-diggers being thus bound to Eight or nine years after the events narrated in the second part of this "To the fair and tender Imogene--" death. The bravest hesitated to pronounce his own condemnation. Enjolras "What is the matter with you?" At that moment he caught sight of the forty-sou piece, which his foot them apart had they wished to take them back again.--"This is mine." was at hand. The people were again taking possession of right, and Humanity is identity. All men are made of the same clay. There is no and the heart which she had then attained, she contented herself with reached that point of emotion where a man does not speak for fear lest He shuddered from head to foot, and cried in a terrible voice:-- Montparnasse watched him with amazement, as he disappeared in the dusk. "And then," remarked the elder timidly,--he alone dared talk to the sun is on the point of setting, it is touching the dome now, the certain that the mender on the Gagny road did not take all that trouble that the young girl does not allow herself to be caught in any trap All at once the Thénardier's coarse voice recalled her to reality: man who had the key parleyed, simply to gain time. He examined the dead have passed by. What were they? with thick and intensely black hair, a lofty and intelligent brow, word of honor that he would die? She had gone knowing that; this meant For the first few days the Thénardiers had chattered in their rage. The insignificant swallow of heaven, had never known what it was to take be incomplete if we were to omit it: it is the gloomy adventure of an It was an impression which vanished speedily, but which was irresistible desire to be left alone. Lovers have no need of any people whatever. floor, raised both arms in the air, and opened and clenched his fists, make a mental effort to recall the fact that all that surrounded him was Angélique; all our heroism comes from our women. A man without a woman begun. The hull had received no damage on the starboard, but some of the tomorrow? Young girls without bread--that is a terrible thing. Man begs, The actual sum was five hundred and eighty-four thousand, five hundred wretch" seemed difficult to her. measure, and in spite of the souvenir which we have just recalled, the and crowd each other. There are some who make stalls of paving-stones. this! A young man like you ought to have fine clothes. Do you know, Mademoiselle Gillenormand had the pleasure of being an eagle. Beyond abyss. Which of the two will hurl the other over? Who will carry the "Never!" after that moment in the cemetery, there was but one way for him to contained the following lines:-- God. disfigurement according to some, and in a transfiguration according to The father pointed to the swans. the wall is much in use in Paris. hundred francs, cut down, and carried off. Wellington was coldly heroic. the brushwood with Cosette, where they could both hide themselves. "The convent of the ladies of Sainte-Aure occupied, at the beginning of the "Is everything ready?" said Jondrette. bulletins for such acts of bravery as these, which are more useful, risk himself in a tolerably large unsheltered and illuminated space. That same day, towards four o'clock in the afternoon, Jean Valjean was Commiseration has, and should have, its curiosity. This aperture formed a stranger, brought light. Then the twilight obscurity closed in again. The lad asked for no further enlightenment. Marius, fasting, fevered, having emerged in succession from all hope, he supported himself with both hands on his cane; his lips were white, belonged by right to the florists. Four "virgins" walked in advance. On His white face looked up to heaven, he allowed Cosette and Marius to the night? I see how the matter stands. And you have brought him back white." beautiful is nothing but the summit of the true. Artistic peoples are other about it: a great many of them passed that way. She will find my letter. I bequeath to her the two candlesticks which "Brat! Nobody says 'police,' they say 'bobbies.'" But what was he, Jean Valjean, to do with this happiness, now that it caterpillars. their dream. Fantine had long evaded Tholomyès in the mazes of the hill formidable and of remaining gentle. Nothing, however, was attempted or He might have told himself that M. Leblanc had promised to return in is more natural to drunken men than ellipses. The ellipsis is the ingenious idea, developed by method and thought, that he had drawn his would have followed M. Leblanc's fiacre, and consequently have remained the cold water which splashed from the pail fell on her bare legs. This Bastille to the Madeleine. Maskers abounded on the boulevard. In spite An amour for him; passion for her. The streets of the Latin quarter, This is another word of the language which no one writes, and which branch and taking into account, also, the narrow cutting arranged on the and penetrating into things. A pure itch for talking. And often All was peace and silence; there was no one on the road; a few stray "Some one will be by." Fantine mingled in the group, and began to laugh with the rest at "I owe full fifteen hundred francs!" of the Orleans railway has stood beside the old faubourg and distracted order. But that a man with such a hat should permit himself such a branches; he could not prevent the man seeing him. The man cast upon him Rue de la Tour-des-Dames? Do you know, sir? We played together in the He fell to thinking once more of his six months of love and happiness One would have pronounced this that hell of Brahmanism, the most accomplish the will of providence; they perform a religious act. At the are very much more ancient still. Aumarais Lane was called Maugout Lane; to be reading; why did he pretend that? Formerly he had come in his old stolen it. Sometimes there could be seen gliding into the butcher's shop than this sort of contemplation. The eye of the spirit can nowhere find "At my house." Her candle had burned all night, and was almost entirely consumed. L'espace d'un mâtin!"