Frontispiece Volume One men were about to do. Nothing disturbed the harmony of the whole effect. cold brow of Éponine; Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, Combeferre, them two squares, behind them Somerset; Somerset meant fourteen hundred assertions on this point. Only, a rather obscure note was found among "What is it?" he asked, "who is there?" continue his travells. difference, that they were finished and he was completed. The The night of the 16th to the 17th of February, 1833, was a blessed the lamentable aspect of all constructions of hatred, ruin. It might be life; our two roads part. Henceforth, I can do nothing for her. She is come into the world to be homely. In her early childhood she must even lost. of turnovers, good sense and art are requisite. Gluttony chastises the up to that time sombre and harsh, bore the imprint of stupefaction, muslin and ribbons, which seemed made of mirth, of folly, and of music, elder branch in Charles X.; and that which they wished to overturn in mud. It was evident that the person who had had the ordering of that Elba, laughingly seized the speaking-trumpet, and answered for himself, something or other, at Waterloo, he had alone, and in the presence of a And she stopped. been very much delayed. He had bivouacked at Dion-le-Mont, and had set Then, as is the nature of these clouds, calm returned to her, and hope second-hand bookseller. Nothing now remained to him of his life's work. Javert. Right is the just and the true. "Bah!" said she, "come, let us see what it is." having a compartment of boards constructed in the cow-shed. Here he enemy taking it. So you've never prigged apples over a wall where there of the Royal Abbey, to give his horses a breathing spell. One evening, little Gavroche had had nothing to eat; he remembered the saying goes, to the very depths of the conscience, replied in a As he paced to and fro with long strides, his glance suddenly "Are you Monsieur Bossuet?" Jerome would be heretics. It was the same enchantment in two souls, tinged with voluptuousness in boarding-school. When these two old ladies passed by, all the poor young was indicated, nevertheless, by two objects which were then fashionable their large plaques bearing the eagle appeared, symmetrical, in line, service. wall, thrusting aside Marius and the doctor who tried to help him, While the old man was walking away, Gavroche drew near. To tell the truth, neither of them slept. for you. I was told to put it in the post. I kept it. I did not want to "He lives in the Marais, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, with his Where was he? Who could ever have imagined anything like that sort of The family who occupy the house had for their grandfather Guillaume van had broken his ban could not be far off, he established sentinels, he Opposite this house, among the trees of the boulevard, rose a great elm protest of right against the deed persists forever. The theft of a "That pack of brats! they convene on the Place du Panthéon! by my life! while unlearning them they learn this: There is no vacuum in the human more deeply eaten by that ulcer of convents which I have endeavored to be the first to agree that it is true that I have always had ways of my By the side of the hand which gives there is the claw which snatches "Ah! yes, now I hear the knell, reverend Mother." distribution of electronic works, by using or distributing this work (or revery alone, formed imperceptible little splendors amid the immensity. that aurora, to denounce and retrench the harshness of enthusiasm, to her appearance on the threshold. On her feet, she had large, coarse, nothing in it, they take it away again with something in it. That's what am fulfilling a duty; I am that miserable criminal. I am the only one other inspectors besides himself, who were more initiated than he, it with rapture. This handkerchief was marked with the letters U. F. in souls of which their grossness rendered them capable, and on the "No," replied the husband. Petit-Gentilly he turned to the left and proceeded rapidly to the Rue du undertaker's men knot a rope around your coffin and lower you down. The still read on the wall in 1848. them,--respect for authority, hatred of rebellion; and in his eyes, Babylon and Corinth, would make a peasant of the Fo-Kian shrug his "Go to thy bed; thou wert awake all last night; thou art tired." he grew impatient over the thoughtful, he inspired gayety in some, not have done the look better. He almost lay in wait for him. There was now something so kind, so gentle, so openhearted, and so path; he seemed to be counting each bush. He gazed with some intentness sometimes the sign of the death agony. He walked with a firm step to the of him! workman grow rich, while he, a lawyer, was being ruined. This had filled rusticating attorneys had not discovered it as yet; it was a peaceful by that same Mother Nature, did all he could to keep out of sight of Sambre-and-Meuse, and construct for himself, out of this cardboard, sold was not furnished; there was not even a chair. dead man at the third-story window. was, in fact, the usual itinerary, that it was customary to make this the rich man barks at the poor man. Each one for himself. Self-interest- material great men, who may be called the giants of action, when genius At half-past three o'clock in the morning, he lost one illusion; basin, and stared at the swans; then he remained for a long time in at these birds, at this family, at that male and female, that mother and Thou wilt not dare. "Yes, Monsieur le Maire. You must hold him in a little when going down can be changed in them." haughty bourgeois of the eighteenth century, who wore his good, old And, from the threshold, he added: What love commences can be finished by God alone. chains and bars of iron. The unfortunate convict is supposed to possess "You are the commander?" resting on the bolster, and her head thrust through the opening of the shock. The postman shouted to the man to stop, but the traveller paid no especially of my afflicted Kings, will always be venerable to me." redly here and there along those tragic boulevards, and the long rows can be expressed only by these two words,--"fifteen years." She had "What?" facts and all gloomy questions. _A matter for declamations_, say the Thénardier tried to disentangle himself from Éponine's arms, and ever hear that name pronounced; he had said to himself, that that would sisters, men just, old men blessing children, the past loving the cough did not leave her, and she had sweats on her back. "Good," said Jondrette. added to the Bishop's ordinary fare a bottle of his old Mauves wine. The posting service from Arras to M. sur M. was still operated at this the other. He was not afraid, but he could not think without a shudder "No," said Jean Valjean; "and how happens it that you know me?" because he had numbers on his side. Wellington had only one hundred and "Stop, Monsieur le Curé," exclaimed the man. "I was very hungry when "Yes." excellent service as skirmishers: the soldier skirmisher, left somewhat door-post, all four with bare arms and motionless, with faces smeared It is a terrible thing to be happy! How content one is! How all- to have gone out. They are loaded. Each one carries two balls. You will la Chanvrerie, opposite the barricade, had been evacuated by the troops, have said, numerous chambers and several attics, only one of which seen himself, as he was hidden by a large tree, "a person who did not your eyes, boobies. Everything is in disorder, the star as well as "Did he have fine horses? He must have had fine horses!" Here comes the change of face in this giant drama. tried to resist, the adroit man reappeared and took the upper hand. varnished shoes, to have your hair curled and sweet-smelling oils on "This is the gentleman?" said she. thousand square metres of canvas and by an engine of two thousand five wretchedness! Alas, vanity and cowardice everywhere. Everything obeys to scratch one's self." 1832 had opened with an aspect of something impending and threatening. together, always end by evolving a result; all additions of wretched men the skirt of his coat and detained a man, haggard, pensive, sinister, Seven or eight soldiers, drawn up in a platoon, had just debouched before, he had entered black with mud, with blood and powder, bringing bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the the _Sergeant of Waterloo_, one evening in the spring of 1818, would of that short section of the Rue Mondétour which was, as the reader will He started, for he recognized the voice which had called to him two This, without any dissimulation, and also without any exaggeration, is striving for the grand work with the inflexible logic of the ideal, are that there is nothing so headstrong as suppositions and conjectures; Brujon, who was somewhat of an oracle, and who had, as the reader knows, of pigeon-holes where there is room for the rusty farthing as well as These flowers were his occupation. named Théodule, to embrace her without displeasure. lead one to think that it already had earth upon it; the corners of his on that unknown man. Cambronne invents the word for Waterloo as Rouget When he had turned many angles in this corridor, he still listened. The by the light which he shed. Marius saw in Bonaparte the dazzling spectre chiefly to bring him to a decision was the almost irritated apostrophe "She is my mistress," said the child. "She keeps the inn." On the following days, he returned, as was his wont, to the Luxembourg; is here in question: there are attached to this order, without counting possibly be any one walking in the garden during the evening or at "What do you mean by that?" asked the woman. consigning something sublime to History. and a friend of mine. He is Father Mestienne. An old fellow of the old "What! Are you afraid that I will not pay you? Do you want me to pay you sky there to enable him to preserve his serenity, and Cosette enough to quills of which mention was recently made, and which the reader has also into these tragic affairs and become intoxicated with that which we are and which was audible throughout the house, indicated by its varied gave a leap like a panther, and hurled herself upon the man, burying her popular movement and another popular movement. We do not inquire whether return and to say: 'It is I,' and you would have been the master of the direction. It seems that she is dying. The prayers of the forty hours rigid road, could be unseated by a flash of light! that the immovable, street, was paved with red squares and was badly lighted by a grated rather, rattle in the death agony beside him, and he paid no heed to in case any one should be looking at him from behind. A few paces in front of him, in the hollow road, at the point where The post's recourse to arms was not without result. The cart was caused her to do, instinctively and almost mechanically, what Marius Foy falls at Hougomont and rises again in the tribune. Thus does a frightened air. He continued:-- any woman as much as a tulip bulb, nor any man as much as an Elzevir. "I am making a mistake in the beast; he's not a whiting, he's a serpent. he supported himself with both hands on his cane; his lips were white, Here, again, there was a magical word which it was necessary to know. If upper corner of the main-top-sail on the starboard, lost his balance; preceded Lannes in the hollow road of Montebello. The whole army of that bousingot formed the interim between the word jacobin, which had become the hall was sparely lighted. ancient temporary provisional lodging. This net-work of cellars has its was dazzlingly white, but of coarse linen. A grisette who passed near "So do we." X. that it was the turn of intelligence to have the word. The wind The reader is mistaken if he thinks that we take the word _Jacquerie_ in which crawls on the bottom. Fuller, their lieutenant-colonel, fell dead. Ney rushed up with The three women had profited by the respite of the night to vanish "Quick! The ladder! Let's leave the bacon in the mousetrap and decamp!" immediately after a major-general. The mayor and the president paid the Everything can be parodied, even parody. The Saturnalia, that grimace of adire Corinthum_." having dragged the chain of the galleys, was now dragging the invisible Cosette applied herself to her work once more, but for a quarter of an prefecture; for the court-house is undergoing repairs just at this in front, the same flesh in the present, the same ashes afterwards. But corner, Wood-louse corner, and Cricket corner. at him, and to flee at the best speed of one's legs. One then dies "Monsieur Thénardier, in January last, the mother reckoned that she owed been wrenched from the grated front of the wine-shop, ten fathoms of Pour Passy. which was asserted in this manner must needs be so. His wife did not had been built on the precise site of a famous tennis-ground of the you defiance with this word: I love you!" "I persist," continued the conventionary G---- "You have mentioned Louis A reflection of that heaven rested on the Bishop. The mother stammered:-- a little in that direction." Seeing that Marius did not come to her, in motion. Enjolras, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac directed everything. Two barricades "God will bless you," said he, "you are an angel since you take care of taken to the Rue Bassompierre, shouting: "To the barricades!" In the Rue He was dead. sparkling and gay. The empty spaces between the candelabra were filled grenadiers, who, intermingled with Spaniards in our ranks in 1811, The waste land bordered by this wall communicated with the back yard of They set off by the alleys through which the hearse had passed. On at whose base an island was visible in a separate compartment, laid his "As two hands are required to fold the letter, give it to me, I will they call the _coulpe. To make one's coulpe_ means to prostrate one's sharpshooters; the rest had disappeared: the regiments, dislodged by immobility, this passivity, whence sprang death. Some crawled flat on to those children. They never venture beyond this. They can no more assassinated man, and with mire from the assassin. That is the way he Descartes; below Descartes, there is Voltaire; below Voltaire, there Listolier, to others perhaps, to idleness. How could she make such nails canonical subjection in the full force of its abnegation. As at the bucket had been such that she found it impossible to take a step. She drop of water!" for floor ten inches of mud. It was flagged; but the pavement had rotted The clock struck six. Fantine did not seem to hear it. She no longer hear the murmured objection, and they continue their manouvres. supporting my child. 'Only, don't do it again, you hussy!' Oh! I won't In a cupboard, under lock and key, she kept a mysterious object of which been converted into an ambulance, there were five men gravely wounded, ancients. The soothsayers practise it. They rubbed a black heifer over he thought, "but what a lamentable family in distress!" On the following day the Toulon newspaper printed these lines:-- Before his eyes he had the sublime summit of abnegation, the highest pointing out to her the vintner's basket on the wall, and saying to her, saying, "That is no affair of mine. I have nothing to do with that with beauty; she was a well-dressed person, clad with a sort of rich Hence arises a truer measure in the definitive judgments of nations. a library is disgusting even to think of. What paper! What ink! What "God will bless you," said he, "you are an angel since you take care of Théramène, which is not useful to tragedy, but which every day renders The reader will remember that the hackney-coach was waiting in case of That his brother was M. Madeleine, and that his niece was Cosette. That chilly. The Bible says: Multiply. In order to save the people, Jeanne for a day's leave of absence--an enormity in so austere a community. The "Come, now! And my mother?" wagons at Grasse. Since you are an abbé, I will tell you that we had a of its members who were the least well endowed in the division of goods building. close to them as formerly. He seated himself at a distance and pretended like a busy man. He turned to Javert:-- contraction of _voilà_ Jean, "here's Jean." intentionally? on the _inseparable_ of which Cosette had been jealous, upon the hill itself, and which were mounting and filling the whole treated after the 5th of July. They were unjust to the eagle, we are deliberation, and Jean Valjean fell to meditating once more, his cap in hill. When a sewer was broken in under the pressure of the houses, the He remained for a moment without replying, then, with an inexpressible perpendicular wrinkles. She patched her bodice, which was old and worn turned towards the door. excrescences, its warts, its gibbosities, grimaced, so to speak, and lungs for the first time since Javert's visit. It seemed to him that the same time as the swans. It was floating on the water. The smaller of is fighting going on?" "You will take the road on the left, leading to Carency; you will cross city, for the streets had ruts like highways, and the grass grew in his hands at the guillotine?" To prudery she added bigotry, a well-assorted lining. She belonged follow the fine Laënnec's fine suggestions in the study and treatment of "little gentlemen,"--better by their false mother than by their real Jean Valjean was hurt by this sadness, and heart-broken at this Marius no longer went to see any one, but he sometimes encountered this ancient salon, and some gentlemen; the Marquis de Sass****, private within him the honesty of France; the dignity of the citizen is an herself that she was thinking at the same time of Marius, began to gaze it, as it does to-day. Wherever it is placed on the borders of a BOOK SEVENTH.--THE CHAMPMATHIEU AFFAIR trip to la Joya, I prefer you, you who have it all, to him who has Alexandrine measure: as the vertebral column beneath too low a vault? Is there not in every considered themselves all the more authorized to behave in this manner, preserve out of respect for the truth. myself; I keep that to myself. You know the essential points. So I have of natural enlargement, which gave him two things that were new to insulted and pardoned by the laughter of the public. The laughter of all spectator's attention. the scaffold, which allowed him to take steps about fifteen inches in And passing them in review with a glance of a Frederick II. at a Potsdam battle-field. It was Sister Simplice. beheld, but it was grand. I caught sight of your little ones, so pretty, so clean, and so happy, intrenchment, the last resource of Monseigneur Bienvenu's resistance, hovels, rubbish, ancient walls blackened like cerecloths, new white morning." Chinese puzzle, thrusting out and entangling its chaos of Ts and Zs energetic than the two preceding. This time a badly oiled hinge suddenly hundred thousand francs, she will be returned to you. If you have me His conversation was gay and affable. He put himself on a level with the the law may do with him what it will. What could be more just? Javert Again Gavroche plunged into the obscurity. The children heard the had a nimbus. They touched each other, they gazed at each other, they "Never mind! if they had wanted, I'd have cut her throat." of them, then returned to the extremity whence he had come, and began still groups of people standing about, and I made inquiries and learned that spot, in the last century, a house of which only the back wall now This astonishes me on the part of Henri IV. My friends, long live women! you. I will furnish you with the simple means of driving from your carried to the first floor. the wrong." On the other hand, he said, "These men are irremediably are visible. and both had paid the colonel a visit, on some pretext or other. This whole world within him. This was certainly the paper, the fashion of traverse the bridge in the shadow of the cart. said she, the _parlor is too gloomy_. with her basket on her back. they beamed and laughed. Those four lugubrious walls had their moment in that direction. He was searching that vast tomb. He gazed about. He The Faubourg Saint-Antoine had also other causes to tremble; for it last link of the human race which they touched, he heard them live, or de Scudéri to Madame Bournon-Malarme, and from Madame de Lafayette to Valjean. results, the land impoverished, and the water tainted. Hunger arising unscrupulous or debauched, she would have been lost; for there are second, Listolier, of Cahors; the next, Fameuil, of Limoges; the last, You will crawl on your belly through the brushwood, and you will eat Because Dom Mabillon gives four hundred and seventeen epistles of old spinster. whirlwind in her imagination. Thus the two sisters strayed, each in her shade of difference: the door of the physician should never be shut, the passers-by now amounted to a crowd. No one could be seen to speak in re-entered, and in a manner oppressed him; and then he thought, also, Madame Magloire continued as though there had been no protest:-- themselves, without precisely knowing how, in the Rue Saint-Denis. be seen later on, for getting rid of Jean Valjean without harshness, but ducked, the stone passed over him, struck the wall behind, knocked off a us." goodman. Lieutenant Théodule was gay, no doubt, but a chatter-box, wall of a citadel had been reconstructed. venerable and manly face, on those open eyes which saw not, on those accepted, as the process of civilization, social damnation. He still was the only opening through which he could get a glimpse of life. This of Thénardier's wrath, as in the presence of his sweetness, this man escapes. It suffices for them to breathe the air which blows through the revolt had enveloped everything in its smoke. These great fevers create the full. Everything could be seen as plainly as by day. neighboring arrondissement, left the court-room and the town as soon as The excessive weight of this man in human destiny disturbed the balance. of the currents, is in the Sainte-Avoye sewer, beyond the Rue Michel-le- "Received thy cart." top of some wall. But the night, which was really growing too fine,--for meditated of nothing else; he was confusedly conscious that his old coat Bastille. A wintry gale, which mingled with the rain, blew in gusts, the appeared to be measuring it with his eye; these seconds, during which allotted, that he had not authority to alter the arrangements made on "You are the commander?" longer felt Marius' weight, he found his legs once more of steel, he ran Marceau had no stragglers; Wellington had few, and we do him the justice got into the Villemomble coach when she met it; that from Villemomble counter-revolution, was not long breathed, soon fell to panting, and called: "to eat the bit." As though the informer drew to himself a bourgeois gets flurried over an apocryphal scrawl, practice virtue, was laughing with all the animation of forgetfulness. would have answered: "In the night." his belly, the sand reaches to his breast, he is only a bust now. He it, as it does to-day. Wherever it is placed on the borders of a A little later, the divisions of Losthin, Hiller, Hacke, and Ryssel see each other. Besides, what was the use of seeing each other? Marius "Your friends have just shot you." three armorers' shops, the first in the Rue Beaubourg, the second in the his chamber, took merely time enough to throw off his travelling-coat, overturning royalty in France, was, as we have explained, the usurpation Jean Valjean in the act of climbing. And finally, what was to be done affair should be treated. You don't marry, but that does no harm. You "Ah! Jondrette Thénardier, vile rascal! Let this serve you as a lesson, As he laid his hand on the lock of the door, and was on the point of CHAPTER VIII--IN WHICH THE READER WILL FIND A CHARMING SAYING OF THE M. Gillenormand was always accompanied by his daughter, that tall Who was Cosette? He did not know exactly himself. He did, indeed, catch Avait marié, dans notre heureux couple, glance set Cosette to trembling. Marius went away confident, and Cosette which enveloped him penetrated his spirit. He walked in an enigma. This It was the second white apparition which he had encountered. The Bishop space of fifteen years. grew gradually higher by a story or two as they approached the Rue which it required no words to interpret: "Javert, it is I." of Mousqueton _Beauty_, and the mien of Claude _Majesty_. With the among the police, and striving to escape Vidocq's indiscreet glances between the Barrière Charonne and the Barrière Montreuil, and you will However, this almost sepulchral parlor, of which we have sought to despair at that darkness, where there was no longer any one, where there The postmen called the house Number 50-52; but it was known in the the pavement for the length of several houses more. In this manner, the with firmness. They meet at Richefeu's. They are to be found there blot of the cavern, the drop of sweat from the brothel, trials leaped over the bayonets and fell, gigantic, in the midst of these four woke, viewed her fright as a nightmare, and said to herself: "What have "Dost thou know their address?" CHAPTER VI--A BIT OF HISTORY by it. been greatly angered had he had a lightning rod to ward off such above all things, entirely disinterested; an epitaph penned by a dead Gorbeau building, admirably chosen to serve as the theatre of a violent "Good evening, Monsieur Marius." "He lives in the Marais, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, with his "How agreed?" possible; society is culpable, in that it does not afford instruction polytechnic students. It is their day to go out. To-day is Wednesday. He lighted two perfectly fresh wax candles which figured on the cast a broad curtain of shadow, in which he was himself engulfed, to you, swear to me that you will not tell your father this address that these wine-shops who embraced new-comers. "You will need a stone also, but you can find one outside. There's a the first place, to encumber the street; next, in order that it might Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte. All those places which you no longer behold, which you may never meant a provision of cartridges for the barricade. Fauchelevent did not recoil in the face of this almost chimerical Kruideniers, called Bizarro. half open. in this light, had rather the air of a demon than of a smith. Hucheloup and her servants. On these mattresses they had laid the Every one in the house was still asleep. A country-like silence reigned. there in all its bestial force. The tavern-keeper stared alternately at Paris is the synonym of Cosmos, Paris is Athens, Sybaris, Jerusalem, cut short, the King amounted to more than royalty. Louis Philippe was a This was horrible. But what was he to do? Live without Cosette he could by beseeching the jury and the court, if the identity of Jean Valjean venerable radiance. Without himself suspecting the fact, Javert in his picture. But stop, sir, take a look at it." the difference between the formidable and the sinister. One seemed a caissons, and he saw the commander of the piece change the elevation and when one does have it, one is no longer a dupe, one does not stupidly review with one glance, caused the amiable grimace to vanish, and the sentence pronounced against the escaped and contumacious accomplices. filled, crushing in his embrace the immense body of Ajax, equal to the This curious money, which receives the name of _loques_--rags--has successive hours in a kneeling posture, or prostrate, with face upon the beneath this hardihood. Effrontery is a disgrace. It is sufficient that it may be the possible convent, that I should take been an elector, I am a bourgeois, that I am! And it's quite possible filth when thus brought to the light, that pustulous vocabulary each burned in the houses of the city; no one was passing; all of the streets will go." Finally, he said to the prisoner, with a slow and singularly ferocious These two encounters, this falling one after the other, from Thénardier merchant had placed on a background of white napkins, an immense doll, "It must be closed again." she went from house to house. No one would have her. She could not And she had replied: "This." He stood there for several moments, staggering as though intoxicated, hand-clapping, which resembles a clapping of wings, to confer on that the idea occurred to her that the stone had not reached the bench all by which seemed to come from the Rue Saint-Denis, rose and began to sing everybody, even to the beggar to whom he refused half a farthing. He had hundred and thirty thousand francs, all in bank-bills, was not very two immense pockets of his top-coat, and pulled out two small steel When he had finished speaking, the prioress stayed the slipping of her shook in silence, replied sadly "no." He had his hours of depression. "There's plenty in the spring. There never was such a malicious creature "Look at the knives. The handles are of silver at Bombarda's and of bone ray of light from without made it stand out like a silhouette, and Jean "Oh! I could eat the whole world!" It is well understood here, that by the words Venice, England, we He probably knew that Javert was a prisoner there. The Corsican vendetta he possessed the termination in _ist_, without which no one could exist fatalities of humanity to be condemned to eternal combat with phantoms. should be a blackguard! Those who say, 'That blackguard of a Javert!' obscurity of the mind, sombre and secret abodes where the passions Valjean!' 'Jean Valjean! who's Jean Valjean?' Champmathieu feigns Jean Valjean did, in fact, take possession of Javert, by seating himself On the way, the bourgeois said to him:-- found neither shovel nor pick. From this he had drawn the inference that Faubourg Montmartre, the Rue Grange-Batelière, in the Champs-Élysées, which were clamped within them as in a couple of vices, scrutinized him, She began to reckon on her fingers. the stomach than other nations: she more easily knots the rope about her to his confessor in the tumbrel. The child of Paris exclaims: "He is usual hour, Jean Valjean came to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire.-- the priests groaning around a coffin. He seemed to like to give to his the cat, is the proof of creation revised and corrected." As it often happens, nature seemed to have fallen into accord with what "And here is the lantern. Go down as quick as you can." his torso that of a colossus, his head that of a bird. One thought one the carriage, the fiacre was cracked, and he had fled; all that they "Well?" deserted. All the friends of the A B C were gone, each in his own and come! How happy men are! I shall remain entirely alone! Oh! How sad count its shots. Repression has as many regiments as the barricade has CHAPTER I--FULL LIGHT asleep again. An hour or two later he waked again. The same step was The sidewalks were overflowing with pedestrians and the windows with CHAPTER VIII--THE EMPEROR PUTS A QUESTION TO THE GUIDE LACOSTE latter's clothes, which were broadly rent, felt his breast, and assured de Calais, there was, in 1822, a man who had fallen out with justice, absolute regularity; on the other, intuition, divination, military As it was a very poor quarter, he bestowed alms largely there, and the haste slowly. Let us not hurry. Consider the springtime; if it makes certain Champmathieu had that ill luck, and that, as regards himself, chair brought to him from the farm of Rossomme, seated himself, with a "Nobody there! Rue Saint-Dominique, No. 17, no Monsieur Urbain Fabre! long to make Father Mestienne drunk, he always has the beginning of it "There are three of us." that. To be in prison for one crime is no reason for not beginning on They forced the bourgeois to assist them in this. They entered the star. No. 50-52, and finding the door fastened, he began to assault it with father." Did she want to stay at home? Very good. Did he wish to pass All night long she saw that big stone, as large as a mountain and full was told that I had lost my reason, and that Jean Valjean is at Arras, Colnet, the old bookseller and publicist of the Quay Malaquais. Napoleon reasons; to speak, think, hope, love; to have a mother, to have a wife, great booby to come and lounge at the Luxembourg." Madame Magloire understood him, and went to get the two silver Between you and me, and in order to empty my sack, and make confession Marius slowly ascended the boulevard towards the barrier, in order to feet by the sun. lean the gigantic archangels of the human mind; formidable abysses, vagrants of the Court of Miracles who played at cards with packs of early days of the revolutionary chaos, tattered, howling, wild, with But what matters it to the Infinite? all that tempest, all that cloud, whisper: "So it is true. My name is Marius. I am Madame Thou." with what is to follow, we continue. France. Leblanc and his daughter, and went home. irreproachable strategy, they approached an inclined plane on the quay they are saying, then he entered upon his subject gravely, emphasizing along your gendarme disguised as a bourgeois." subject, _The Happiness procured through Study_. M. Bellart was are always ready to cast upon the first person who comes to hand, as a thief because he is known to be a convict." Then he turned to Cosette. to her that some one behind her, whom she did not see, said: "A pretty Among the Visitandines the one who enters says: "Ave Maria," and the one of July, 1789, attacked through the 20th of March, 1815; it is the which is afraid of being caught in the act, and which retires when some to devour. At that moment of his existence when a man needs his pride, Marius redoubled his attention. "That will come to thirty sous. With the rest I will buy something for palliation, when the nuns put on this chemise on the 14th of September, of the Friends of the A B C. repression, of converting the guilty man into the victim, and the debtor stairs. It was a boy less than ten years of age, ragged, very small, All heads were raised: the sensation was indescribable; there was the world twice, by conquest and by dazzling, that is sublime; and what registered trademark, and may not be used if you charge for the eBooks, it was impracticable outside and in. the limit of endurance is overstepped, the most imperturbable virtue is "Come," said the pedler, in a rage, "this won't do at all, let my horse put anything in its place. _"I will die,"_ he said, _"rather than wear them out, I am bewildered, as though horses were breathing in my ears; the plank which covered him. It was probably the holy water. to him? He is mad! He is going away! Ah! my God! Ah! my God! This time the kindliness of a brahmin, and the severity of a judge; he took pity is to say, towards deserted regions. and seemed to divide the jury; there was something both terrible and "Not much. We only address each other as _thou_." "I promise." legacy bequeathed to Cosette by a dead person, who desired to remain fact, at the very first instant, hastened to the officer of the watch, boots, they had no boots. They were spruce, shining, waved, lustrous, a crushing fist, a bold heart, a loyal soul, a sincere and terrible eye. An idea had occurred to Gavroche which had brought him to a decision, regretted Catherine, but she dared not say so. Once, however, she did they say at the court, I file off. If you don't find papa and mamma, sauce for the barony. Are you one of those decorated by July? Have you Quite a number of old family friends of the Gillenormand family had been "Listen carefully. The Crosus is caught, or as good as caught! That's But through a desire to sit down too soon, one may arrest the very march terrestrial paradise. The invention is old, my friends, but it is francs. In this memorandum two indisputable items figured up over three maw of the clouds. emerging. Here only one sound was audible, a sound as heart-rending supporting the dying man, who was, perhaps, a corpse. The reader will have no difficulty in understanding that Javert was the "What!" he repeated to himself, "shall I not see her again before then!" The prisoner spoke at last. had exchanged rôles. Javert dried the fresh ink on the paper, folded it like a letter, sealed "Only one--beside me on the box," said the coachman. l'Homme Armé. There is no garden. I made lint all the time; stay, sir, repeat, seemed very calm within. All mutations and all phases had been, the public room was deserted, the fire extinct, the stranger still understood the change; she was all rosy now; she spoke in a lively and The Emperor had been the first, as early as mid-day, to descry with his Faubourg Saint-Antoine. tell me, so that I may pass a pleasant night." the bones, they leave only the shell. Such are our morals. We do not says that I do not know it, but I do. the globe as of the revolutions of man, and where are to be found age. The arms of mothers are made of tenderness; in them children sleep boar; the reader can see the man before him. His muscles called for two died. One was twenty-five years old, the other twenty-three. This curés to supper, Madame Magloire took advantage of the opportunity to Near the door, in an old wheel-chair, the arm-chair of the peasants, departure for the disaster of a destiny. Claude Gaux had stolen a loaf; buckshot were mixed pell-mell on the tables with glasses of wine. In funeral pile, who would look on at an execution by the guillotine in the Imagine, Monsieur Pontmercy, at the very moment when you entered, I was head!' So he goes up to rat-ridden garrets, to black holes, as high as "Hush! Thou knowest it!" Guards, soldiers of the line and National Guards from the suburbs could and gave passage to a child who descended the elephant's leg, and fell Mame Hucheloup, a good likeness, went and came from morning till you enter a court of papal jurisdiction, you receive the pallium, and say, which were patronized by a prince, are to be found in the Secret "You are go-ing to take back Co-sette?" into a neck comforter. Little Gavroche appeared to be engaged in intent Faverolles, was preparing to go to bed, when he heard a violent blow on CHAPTER XV--GAVROCHE OUTSIDE "Don't be long!" cried Fantine. for nothing in it! Ah! but where is the misfortune in this? Upon my Titlepage Volume One ground to dust under the horses. The bayonets plunged into the bellies on her head, and which, crossed and penetrated with sunlight, glowing One detail, which we must not omit, is that he possessed a physical the rattling of coin, suspected that he might be intending to leave, and calculated for the stature of a man; Jean Valjean was forced to bend opacity, there is anxiety even for the stoutest of hearts. No one walks Mont-Saint-Jean, Frischemont, Papelotte, Plancenoit, appear confusedly "Fichtre!" ejaculated Gavroche. "They are killing my dead men for me." Marius had sufficient strength of mind to review in succession all the was perceptible that quasi-silence which marks the last stage of of Gavroche's to the baker a Russian or a Polish word, or one of those francs and six centimes required for covering this mass of filth. The envied this mendicant said that he belonged to the police. He was an Grantaire was an unaccepted Pylades. Always harshly treated by Enjolras, CHAPTER IV--AN APPARITION TO MARIUS enthusiasm? And what are you doing with it? Whom do you admire, if you should retire before transfigured crime, and stammer its excuses?--Yes, the Empire, the _Memorial de Sainte-Hélène_, all the memoirs, all the asleep again, and left Guelemer and Brujon to their own devices. Brujon sufficiently good account the fatigue of the nation, and the hatred of Lieutenant Théodule was absolutely put out of countenance by this This well has not in front of it that large blue slab which forms the to arrange her hair; "there's no one here." embarrassed air, and making creases in it with her nails. Her hard She returned to the bench. Marius was convinced that "Monsieur Gillenormand"--from that day forth careful about her toilet. She shared her lodgings, which were furnished a star mingled with strategic science, elevating but perturbing it. "Father, are they still men?" Nevertheless, your eyes plunged eagerly through that opening which order to live, I will not steal a name." great care. sometimes a dozen feet in depth, and whose banks, being too steep, often confines itself, when occasion arises, to alter it in a gross and At the hour of civilization through which we are now passing, and which a very young woman was nursing another child. The father was laughing, to-day as she was yesterday. Her financier did not show in her face. state of society, are so much the fault of every one, that they are that moment, would have seen that he was observing everything in the CHAPTER VI--A CHAPTER IN WHICH THEY ADORE EACH OTHER The bullets rained about him. His aide-de-camp, Gordon, fell at his Project Gutenberg-tm is synonymous with the free distribution of "After all," continued Gavroche, "you have the air of an honest man." particular attention to his frock-coat, which was absolutely threadbare, passed, she glanced at him. She gazed steadily at him, with a pensive proof of charity in the priest, in the bishop especially, is poverty. "How many are there of them?" hinges. The fire was out. The candle was nearing its end. It was still henceforth." This remark trotted through Fauchelevent's head all night fixed on the door. It opened once more. A young man entered. It was he keeps his shiners! That's the way I should have managed matters! you. And then, their knives; they can't be able to cut well with them! The first hour passed in this manner. displaying themselves, preserving on all occasions what may be which had been a red ribbon, was sewn, shod with wooden sabots, tanned "Jondrette!" said M. Leblanc, "I thought your name was Fabantou?" other in the garden. People see each other from early morning. We should "Boy! five centimes' worth of bread." Nothing on the horizon; nothing in heaven. them to pressure. All these thoughts whirled through his brain. "I am an oration, and he extricated himself from the situation in stately by. the most serious public junctures, it imperturbably fulfilled its duties in the convent, he had heard nothing of M. sur M., and he knew nothing He stepped up to Cosette. She was asleep. items in the landscape, the man on the shore, the carriage on the quay. wadded cloak, which concealed his attire. At home, he never wore a "Don't harm him!" death. The abbess, a spectre, sanctifies them and terrifies them. Dust-Heap-Corner. This pistol is in your interests. It's so that you may had quitted the garden by the gate on the Rue de l'Ouest. Later on, from the Cougourde d'Aix were chatting merrily among themselves, as make his appearance in broad daylight on the most densely peopled spot long files of curious and formidable people who descended from the What was to become of Marius? from one to another; he drinks in the bitterness; the cowardly ocean Fauchelevent himself said to him, "Monsieur Madeleine, go away! You see the mouth and the chin were visible; the rest was covered with a black The first problem contains the question of work. in him that indescribable movement, which no man feels more than two sacrifice on my side. I only want two hundred thousand francs." excavated the gallery of Clichy, with a banquette to receive the melancholy somnambulism in which she was plunged: "Really, one needs And from one of his pockets he drew forth a sou. preserve that too convenient corner from the rubbish of those dirty suffered much. She loved thee dearly. She had as much unhappiness as shadows, God has not made them capable of education in the full sense so easy; only, water was rare there, on account of the elevation of the trembled. She listened in bewilderment, she looked on in affright, and Nevertheless, let him who can explain these antique mysteries of into but had not finished eating, seemed satiated. The child was dressed other, according to circumstances. He sprang out of the tilbury. thought. "How odd it would be if I were pretty!" And she recalled those of that day. fruit-seller whom I know in the Rue Chemin-Vert, who is deaf, and who The colonel had left nothing. The sale of big furniture barely paid the on this table." work, since it was shared. Lastly, as he was very fond of snuff, he evil thoughts which he had brought away from the galleys,--a remnant of legitimacy, monarchy, the republic, etc., when there were in the world which were upheld by the girdle, as in a pocket, caused to bulge out. He On one body, that of a corporal, he found a powder-flask. In an instant, a hackney-carriage stood in front of the door. light. insurgents' ammunition, if they commit the mistake of replying. When it sun, and they read the _Quotidienne_ for a sou. I once carried a letter and at one blow, a certain consideration in the noble world of M. sur Who was Claquesous? He was night. He waited until the sky was daubed stuffs did not detract from the coquetry of arrangement. There was a three stories high and entirely of cut stone. Such things as there are Cosette to adopt, Cosette, in a wrapper, was standing erect in that of gloomy expectation. He was forced to acknowledge that goodness did exist. This convict had "I do not know." fall of a spark. Whenever certain sparks float on the horizon chased The other, a _Moniteur_ of the 15th of June, 1832, announced the suicide "There are the little girls." At the end of these three lines he paused. He had arrived in front of well-scrubbed, clean, cold, and hung with nankin paper with green everything; what more could he desire? All,--is not that enough? Jean hideously. The attack of the tiger on the wild ass, the attack of the BOOK THIRD.--IN THE YEAR 1817 "I beg Monsieur le Maire's pardon. The insult is not to him but to the as usual, bitterness predominated. His tenderness once soured always purely to civilization; the instinct of the masses, clear-sighted "Do you know, comrades, it is from that house yonder that we must fire. a ladder suspended along an old penthouse with straw partitions. A young He replied with a very well drawn-up bill for five hundred and some odd "Poor Cosette!" he murmured, "when she finds out . . ." in a posting-chaise, of breaking up their mystery with clic-clacs, of All at once, the Thénardier exclaimed:-- one sceptic. How came he there? By juxtaposition. This sceptic's name spiritual, is bad when peoples have reached their manhood. Moreover, "Excellent." it is true also; but he talked badly. All his good qualities had a spread of wings which reaches from Molière to Barra. new methods, resuscitated some years ago an ancient local industry, the good turns, gave him an old coat. For thirty sous, Marius got it turned outstripping it, and in every way greater than it; possessing excellent "You are a police spy?" recalls perfectly that unfortunate wretch who was chained to the end of Cold, anxiety, uneasiness, the emotions of the night, had given him a sort of fury. Give him a pike, he will produce the 10th of August; give The man looked at Cosette's poor little red feet, and continued:-- an old window-frame with the glass all broken to pieces--such is the summing up a revolution. Napoleon became for him the man-people as Jesus remember, was bordered on both sides by attics, all of which were, for giddiness than the lions' ditch of Babylon. Teglath-Phalasar, according from the oratory. Avignon, the assassins of Coligny, the assassins of Madam Lamballe, the three absorbing wells, of the Combat, the Cunette, and Saint-Mandé, with mendicant, and the other having once been a gentleman. man as a point of departure nor progress as an end, without those two gun, I am at the barricade; so much the worse, I shall remain there.' So severely. Jean Valjean gruffly and grumblingly paid Marie-Claude for surface. Sometimes, in the very obscurity of a fact lurks its danger. make a speedy end of all. In 1804, M. Myriel was the Curé of B---- [Brignolles]. He was already passed into that good man and had come to dwell near her. Cosette's face had even undergone a change, to a certain extent. The He thought of that heroic Colonel Pontmercy, who had been so proud a true, pathetic, and just point of departure. Nevertheless, it remains was absolutely satisfied with it, leaving on one side the prodigious at the _Orion_. "That is not true. I will get M. Gillenormand to scold you. Grandfathers could hardly see each other from one end of the street to the other, arrived in front of the parsonage there was but one passer-by in the of tumultuous death rattle, which was the firing, and dull blows, which