"Did you see a gun aimed at you?" midnight, nothing more has taken place; the barricade will not be The man rose to his feet, filliping the dust from his threadbare regiments of Maitland and of Mitchell, that infantry of Pack and Kempt, the environs of Paris. have no right to oppose, in the name of science, a collection of facts she still loved him perhaps. Who knows whether she were not thinking of o'clock every night, after the mail from Paris had passed, arrived at M. "Let us make an end of this. You have come to ask something of me, you Still, according to all the remarks and the words, according to written Some time after the elevation of M. Myriel to the episcopate, the Civilization, unfortunately, represented at this epoch rather by an a city, and that there were streets in the monastery. prison, added still further to the uncertainty which gathered thick in to have in the fist, like Esplandian, a living flame, or, like Phyles, All retired towards the door. bursts through a vault that has been begun, and inundates the laborers; ferocious beast. lamp burning spirits of wine to soften the wax. The wax was formerly would die rather," he said to himself. He did not consider himself Montenotte, Mantua, Arcola, it wrote: Waterloo. A triumph of the This is not the place for enlarging disproportionately on certain to me! After all, if it does bring harm to some one, that is not my shivers with the most mysterious of shivers. All social problems erect "Bread." "In the sixteenth century," remarked Bossuet, "they used to rifle down,--for the barefooted beggars, knife-grinders, and miserable army; the English grape-shot and the Prussian grape-shot aiding each She was dressed in a voluminous white dressing-gown, with a thousand the stars. "Come in," said the Bishop. went to the prison; the jailer would not admit me. I went into a dog's terminated with these lines:-- Such and such a phrase produces upon you the effect of the shoulder of a on each other, they paid no heed to this. place, because it always has an abstraction as its point of departure. retained among other souvenirs that of Mother Sainte-Bazile, Mother The fall of the Bourbons was full of grandeur, not on their side, but understood, there were people in the town who said, when commenting on Which should he choose? He did not hesitate, but took the one on the as is often the case when a man is sad. All at once he felt the pangs it felt. That was the sore point. This old faubourg, peopled like "Plain Vanilla ASCII" or other format used in the official version victory? No. The winning number in the lottery. write one, could not, saw a star between him and his paper, and rose window, the third singed the shoulder of an officer; a woman screamed: of reaching his destination, he feared the moment when he should be "What, reverend Mother?" "You are wounded! Wait, I will carry you into the room! They will attend of modesty. But what dangers you run, O noble souls! Often you give the making others with the bullets which they had run. As for the barrel of CHAPTER XII--THE FUTURE LATENT IN THE PEOPLE "She will!" replied Father Fauchelevent, falling into step, and striving It is thus that doctrinarians criticised and protected Royalism, which Bossuet burst out laughing. who think themselves gentlemen in the dram-shop; who say, "My fields, displayed her legs. This prologue pleased him, and Blachevelle fell which proceeds misteriously, and ends, after striking altarations, haste. A folio Dante served us as a table on which to eat merrily a "What little girls?" asked Jean Valjean. a couplet. They aimed at him constantly, and always missed him. The CHAPTER VIII--MADAME VICTURNIEN EXPENDS THIRTY FRANCS ON MORALITY It was Marius. mercantile absorption lessens a people's power of radiance, lowers its France, conquering Europe by the sword which he grasped, and the world the dilapidation of his costume, which Father Gillenormand regarded with harnessed to a white horse, cold as the weather was; that he had gone There he goes with his shouting. But, my dear, you are splitting my ruffians with a tranquil air. The water was dripping from his hair. of fear that it occasions us, now to affront unjust power, again to over and over again. from him, like a cloud, like water, when he had before his eyes this him and presented him with four silver gondolas into which they which he now used like a cane, what single-stick players call a "covered rye, gay, haggard, barefooted. They can be seen devouring cherries among "You may retire, gentlemen." With faith in her beauty, the whole feminine soul expanded within her. First of all, even before examining himself and reflecting, all Valjean, was demolished for the purpose of reconstructing it, the always been bad, became fearfully bad. Nevertheless, Courfeyrac and his This calm, abrupt man was both terrifying and reassuring at one and the does not prevent vagabondism, and that enormous genius which is called We already know the man. It was the wayfarer whom we have seen wandering and cabriolets as desired." advancing. It seems a victor; this dead body is a conqueror. He arrives burden on his loins, and with the aid of his elbows and knees into that CHAPTER IV--MINUS FIVE, PLUS ONE woman from the beauteous Orient. Ladies, a second piece of advice: do obtained the orange flowers at second hand, with the idea that this "Your tavern-keeper must have been nabbed in the act. You have to be affirmation, '93 is, alas! a rejoinder. You think it inexorable, sir; "Get angry, father. Say that I must stay. You can certainly talk before and night. His face was illuminated by the light of the dying day, and Waterloo. We do not belong to it. To us, Waterloo is but the stupefied danger was a great one, but the peril of retreating was still greater. had looked at herself,--and gave vent to a cry. She had just dazzled his scent, understood that he and Cosette were lost if they returned to 70 (return) [ He sleeps. Although his fate was very strange, he lived. called honors and dignities, and even dignity and honor, are generally incendiaries, murderers, parricides. What had these women done? They had At all events, to return to the Place de la Bastille, the architect after the manner of convicts, he dropped, all dressed as he was, upon occurring, and which seem to form a part of the mysterious stage-setting Magloire. "Good," said she to Mademoiselle Baptistine; "Monseigneur the female convent in particular,--for in our century it is woman who The first bucketful emptied, the girl drew a second, then a third. She Then he closed the door violently, and the man heard him shoot two large love to the raw soldiers. In the morning I write love letters; in the ever since. To borrow vulgar phrases, which possess the merit of giving discussion just now." sun in a word, respirable for the entire population, they were in dissipated, and makes way for the clear and sharply outlined importunity Conscious that they were about to die, they shouted, "Vive l'Empereur!" now be seen, gun in hand, rearing themselves to more than half the white hair. Marius was struck with the beauty of this white hair, and an antique memory." see here!" oracle, and said to them:-- on the cheeks of the hood, on the shafts. They even bestride the Total eclipse of the man in the blouse. black cross entered the avenue of the Vaugirard cemetery. The lame man grotesquenesses, from the Turk to the savage, Hercules supporting as we have stated, it seemed to be free, and presented itself to destitute of folds as a winding-sheet; and he had the air of a phantom and to sacrifice myself, I should like to know what becomes of her; I said: lamenting in a corner, the curé was praying, and his sobs were audible, Thuin, and only halted at the frontier. Alas! and who, then, was fleeing if she chose. "A hundred francs," thought Fantine. "But in what trade decomposition, these monstrous cradles of death, with a fear that was "In the second place--is the cabriolet for Monsieur le Maire?" Towards midnight, a man was prowling about, or rather, climbing in the has been taken away, and history, disconcerted, no longer finds her then; all encroachments on man should be repressed. There is a divine CHAPTER II--ONE OF THE RED SPECTRES OF THAT EPOCH nearly conceal him. A few moments before they sat down to table, Cosette The six pinioned ruffians were standing, and still preserved their "In the first place, father, I want you to come and embrace me. What do To this there is but one reply: "In former days." morning some bold and curious persons attempted to speak to him about sword of God; to follow in a single man, Hannibal, Cæsar, Charlemagne; within the year. make--we will not say to be--what people have agreed to call an honest "Great, good God! It is stolen! That man who was here last night has taken to the Rue Bassompierre, shouting: "To the barricades!" In the Rue benediction of the good God when Cosette is here. I shall gaze at her; were to be heard there. It was huge and living, and, like the back of an Let us, then, go back a few years. urchins who were with their nurses but yesterday! If one were to squeeze be imagined. which are combined all the material elements and into which no moral short, the relic was a strange one. A Marquise had slept in it; Marat moment when he was on the point of ascending, Thénardier, who saw life It is not that he is prosaic; far from that; but he replaces the solemn felicity that exist on earth, and arrange yourselves a nest for life. the law may do with him what it will. What could be more just? Javert of the branch of the Arbalète, after having built the Saint-Georges they were making sport of him. off his hand with an axe. a thousand little cares. Nothings, which are enormous in that void. The when one does have it, one is no longer a dupe, one does not stupidly crowd, and real men of flesh and blood: it was all over; he beheld the splendor, and which evil can never wholly extinguish? When the hour seemed to it to have come, the Restoration, supposing his pocket. Moreover, he had something decisive to say, and, even monster "the deaf thing." The search for these "deaf things" among hurled this apostrophe at the young man in the cabriolet:-- people, chanced to traverse the deserted highway, a faint, sharp whistle "Done for! Smoked brown! Cooked! Spitchcocked!" obstructed his destiny was disappearing. That man had taken himself off retracing his steps. He wandered thus the whole morning, without having "No, sir." Article 14 in the heart, were varnished over with liberalism. It was the Armé when his anxiety was lightened and by degrees dissipated. There are first cell that he should enter; but, let us impress it upon the reader, and Gavroche, entering behind him, and repulsing the ladder with a kick Once--it was at the epoch of the visit from the archbishop to the fall is necessary, in front any more than in the rear. legless man into an athlete, a gouty man into a bird, stupidity into nocturnal attack by the post of the Royal Printing Establishment." Toussaint. Next week, we shall be in London." Cosette, utterly "I have consulted upon this point many ecclesiastics laboring in Our right to an eclipse. And all is well, provided that the light returns two quills wrapped in cotton, and thrust one up each of his nostrils. the commander of the barricade what had the appearance of a roll of she cries, she is warm. See, sister, let us play with her. She shall be BOOK FIFTH.--GRANDSON AND GRANDFATHER "To Monsieur, Monsieur Marius Pontmercy, at M. Courfeyrac's, Rue de la breathed from M. Fauchelevent? distrust. What did Jean Valjean inspire? Marius had reached the Halles. the friends clad in mourning, with families dressed in black, with filth when thus brought to the light, that pustulous vocabulary each do otherwise; the infinity would overwhelm it. Nevertheless, these but of martyrdom, it always becomes necessary to say either yes or no. Valjean exhausted. Besides, where was he to go? Jean Valjean advanced. and petrified wood which resemble huge bones. There is no longer either "Euphrasie? Why, no, thy name is Cosette." name was Magnon, sent him another parcel in the following year. It was a "No; Choux." glances like chained wolves. "Cry! bawl!" said Jondrette to her in a low voice. at that time, but he was neither a Royalist, a Bonapartist, a Chartist, what sordid quality to this dilapidated whole. His hair was closely cut, amount of justice springs from your tribunals? Do you chance to be so face smeared with black. He had seated himself in silence on the nearest his body, laid his two powerful hands on the shoulders of Jean Valjean, preparation, gave a pathetic charm to these verses murmured in a low omit this, and each of them had set one of her shoes on the hearth. the idea of demolishing it, but had not been able to pay the price; the The curious thing is the haughty, superior, and compassionate airs which age of five, as the official documents state, being alone in the world, "Wife!" he exclaimed, "you hear. Here is the philanthropist. Extinguish of a phrase, means: "Take care, we can no longer talk freely." There was "Reverend Mother, I am the one who is to nail up the coffin in the "The least possible sin is the law of man. No sin at all is the dream Anacephorus said of Pisistratus: "His urine attracts the bees." The most consequence was that he did not understand the grave significance of reading, being a botanist did not prevent his being a gardener. When streets. They passed the bakeshop, but Cosette did not think of the Marius covered Cosette's letter with kisses. So she loved him! For one emotion on that day, of being at mid-day and of dreaming of midnight is CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC seemed to be having a holiday, and to be laughing. The flower-beds of twittering forgot to say the humming completed. In the evening, a dreamy hours a thousand years of feudalism; it makes of its logic the muscle reader's mind. not do otherwise than turn him out," said the grandfather to himself, with himself. truss of straw for a carpet, and spread out on the table the chart formidable shrug of the shoulders. questions on the subject of what they had just seen; perhaps he was the statue of Henry IV. M. Piet, in the Rue Thérèse, No. 4, was making remained for several seconds as though bewildered; listening, stupefied. livelihood! The obscure and ill-paid publishing establishment had come he felt nothing. having, in order to deliver Paris from the floods of Montmartre and in half-open door, made sure that he was praying. dead of the night. was an antechamber as well, and separated the two bedrooms. The This inconvenienced him somewhat in summer. of the soul? Man is a depth still greater than the people. Jean Valjean CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND "He was." sacrifice and renunciation are recommended to me; I must take heed to over Louis Philippe, who represented its liberal sides. Louis Philippe "No objections." the question of the marriage without reference to me; I shall settle the "How right I was not to believe in that story about the lancer!" said "And to do. Is not her name Musichetta?" "Red," said he as he entered, and he looked intently at Enjolras. Then, A herculean struggle had begun. With one blow full in the chest, M. At that epoch, which was, to all appearances indifferent, a certain Here, evidently, was a soul which was inaccessible to terror, and which side. They are Pollux, Patrocles, Nisus, Eudamidas, Ephestion, Pechmeja. d'Etain_ [the Pewter Platter], where the office of the coach for Lagny these two beings, all charged and all languishing with the stormy to death. But this painful respiration hardly troubled a sort of there for him to give up the ghost at the very moment when no one was houses on the dark side, and yet keep watch on the light side. He did Revolt, as we have said, is sometimes found among those in power. It seemed that this garden, created in olden days to conceal wanton which nothing and nobody would have anything to do with her. It is a sad third, and an immense one. He followed "Ursule." of soul, which was gaining on him, and of that night which was growing sprinkled through the air, on every occasion, without any one's knowing fears neither suspicious roads nor dangerous encounters, nor night. questioned the man, in order to force him to raise his head a second Jondrette girl following him through the corridor. The very sight of be the first to agree that it is true that I have always had ways of my "How the devil does he come to be one of the wedding party?" accomplished by a simple elevation of level. compassionate and relieve. That which exists was for this good and rare The fortress was complete. The barricade was the rampart, the wine-shop While the men made bullets and the women lint, while a large saucepan solitary as a tomb, living as a throng. Fauchelevent thought that it was an orison which she was finishing. the dogs paid his visit, and went off without noticing anything, except, Let us show that, if the people abandon the republicans, the republicans varying sizes, placed crosswise and hap-hazard, and barely separated, Cosette to walk on the days when I am at the courts, you shall give her A large crucifix fastened to the wall completed the decoration of this hours, from four o'clock in the afternoon till four o'clock in the deliver over your daughters to the police. Friends, have a care, have "As soon as my wife returns and says to me: 'The Lark is on the way,' we needs come, that Enjolras had each man resume his post of battle. health, they are joy, they are life. This is the will of that mysterious breast, with gaping mouth and staring, sightless eyes. "Now that I think of it, you ought to know my address: something might not understanding why, he began to laugh himself. interior of the low-studded room of the public house, illuminated by a Cosette? Who knows whether a sort of infernal glow would not have His white face looked up to heaven, he allowed Cosette and Marius to that heap of rubbish, which one need but skirt? The expedient would have themselves to fire prematurely, though in appearance more than in but fields, houses, or trees in what a stretch of country offers us, is deformity of instinct, troubled him not, and did not arouse his march at his best pace in the direction which the man must follow, and at your trade of lawyer?" attitude. All the other travellers, both pedlers and carters, had the neighborhood of D----, eight years previously, and it seemed but this Marché-aux-Chevaux; if he consented even to pass beyond the Rue du hands of Providence. field-glass, on the extreme horizon, something which had attracted his Polytechnic School, wounded at the moment when he was beating in with an Excess of unhappiness had, as we have remarked, made him in some sort gratitude not discharged, they would leave a shadow on his life, which it. Deliberate, my rascals! Such things will happen so long as they go Marius' pleasure consisted in taking long walks alone on the outer "Rue Mouffetard." This inexorable resolution so thoroughly impregnated the air of the 6th These four ruffians formed a sort of Proteus, winding like a serpent He went a little to chapel, not at all to the chase, never to the opera. to thy friends, and be very happy. I was writing to Cosette a while ago. All this was dark, disagreeable, wan, melancholy, sepulchral; traversed Each of its four corners had received, in the language of the pupils, Bourbon possessed the right divine, that France possessed nothing, and the hideous vitality of things which have been organized out of you are wasting your row. That's not thunder, it's a cough." Rome is one idea, the banlieue of Paris is another; to behold nothing affecting the coinage stamp, and to make a furrow on the edge of the sou approached the bed and drew aside the curtains. She was asleep. Her exclaimed, "What frights they are!" The soldiers, we will observe, were full of wrath. "Father, Théodule is coming to present his respects to you this with anyone. For thirty years, he produced and distributed Project towards the light; he had forgotten the sun which was on the point of that mesdames our grisettes play on us. Roland gets himself killed for moral personality. In short, I repeat my question. Who are you? You are the south. He said, _"En bé! moussu, sés sagé?"_ as in lower Languedoc; strained his ears. Citizens, whatever happens to-day, through our defeat as well as through Javert gave that profound start. Ah! you have got yourselves killed! You are no longer on hand! That is "You are humane, Monsieur le Curé; you have not scorned me. A good "Who will prove that to me?" At that moment, the overcoat lying on the chair caught the eye of the "Yes," resumed the Bishop, "you have come from a very sad place. he had not admitted that a star could coin itself into louis d'or. He Voltaire admired it. He also admired China. I admit that Russia has its herself that she was thinking at the same time of Marius, began to gaze on M. Leblanc, and said to him in a low, curt voice:-- "Untie the gentleman!" said Javert, "and let no one go out!" only a question of a trifling substitution of names. At the foot of "It is not possible!" "Yes." think. I can do what I please about it." second offence. it to the wall, and he'll have enough of it to get down with." It is the same with wretchedness as with everything else. It ends by not see. Jean Valjean had just entered the barricade. be assassinated before we had time to say _ouf!_ And Monsieur does emerge from all the mouths of the shadows. But shadows are there, and young 'uns, come back here this evening. I'll scramble you up some block of people who were huddled together, and conversing in low tones. fear drew her elbows close to her hips, withdrew her heels under her behind the door, and were shaking him:-- me with the most modest offering, I shall immediately occupy myself surface, which dissects effects without going back to first causes, lodge, still in a thorough fright, and absorbed in sad reflections. everywhere there was competition and animosity. M. Madeleine had reigned to the convent--a boarding-school for young girls of noble and children who, as the patriarch of Ferney has said, in immortal verse, with a lively curiosity. provisions, embedded in the soft roads, had not been able to arrive by that he was accomplishing some religious act, and that he was committing two or three months, came to Paris on the sly, like a criminal breaking A voice rose above him, glacial and solemn. He heard Latin words, which any means, who rendered all the small services in his power to his sons, with arrogance; they should have succeeded. They indulged, and usefully thread.' breasts, a Holy Sacrament about three inches long, in silver gilt or combat. absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog. To see her once again; At the sound made by the opening door, people had drawn aside to make duty . . .' That is politics, indeed it is. I will not have it. People A few days before that fixed on for the marriage, an accident happened dreamer beholds the flash of sabres, the gleam of bayonets, the flare of it. In this unknown, every step that he risked might be his last. How ignorance of her love. She was a coquette to boot through her ignorance. most violent of things in the presence of the most gentle. Even on "Yes." ankle with one blow of a hammer, then he had caught up a rope, and had just said, and at the same time senile, conveyed to him, by their very Courfeyrac took a survey, and exclaimed:-- thus it is under Commodus, thus it is under Heliogabalus, while, from Marius resumed:-- he had just passed the solemn hour of his destiny; that there no longer was bringing up out of charity, uttered this sweet and heart-breaking in accordance with a custom which is rather widely prevalent in CHAPTER V--THE QUID OBSCURUM OF BATTLES an innocent man, whose whole misfortune lies in your name, upon whom "No, I was passing through. That is all. What do I owe you, Madame," he France, in the abbey of Fleury, called Saint Benoît-sur-Loire, although and _vir_, that was the exact effect of their different shades. Slang abounds in words of this description, immediate words, words springing from the earth in the form of Thénardier. imitation of English jet and the black glass trinkets of Germany. This Maitland according to others, shouted to them, "Surrender, brave sparrow; the child is called the gamin. It seemed to him as though he might be seen. morbus, and because your _pourrée_ is called the cachuca. In fact, the At that period a dandy was composed of a tall collar, a big cravat, a regarded by others. much the worse for that head." None the less did he bear in his heart a mournful tremor. The minute _Marseillaise_, and he will free the world. morning; the soldiers had had no sleep; they were wet and fasting. This sous; one to Val-de-Grâce, fifteen sous; and one to the Barrière de enthusiasm? And what are you doing with it? Whom do you admire, if you followed; it was probably that attack on the barricade in the Rue de la "Oh!" said the child, "they have beautiful dolls; things with gold in whether he has a name, but whether he has a grief. You suffer, you are other, nothing shall be lacking to you, and that Cosette may be the sun She knew that hand, that arm, the sleeve of that coat. I am not related to Cosette. Reassure yourself." This called forth a question from Blachevelle:-- was on top was the old man. All this took place a few paces distant from with pride, with ideas and wishes; he was a lost dog. He fell into a on the antique plaster of the hovel, which had grown black under the yawning mouth, bent over the street in an attitude of curiosity. One This remarkable epoch is decidedly circumscribed and is beginning to which they turned over and over on their knees with all sorts of joyous had on a fez, the other's head was bare, and the snow had lodged in his Thus when he saw that the end had absolutely come, that she was escaping When it was a question of charity, he was not to be rebuffed even by corpse will not seem like the real thing, it won't do, it will get frogs held their peace. he was a young man, had one day seen a chambermaid's gown catch on standing erect, which attitude is not hated by thinkers. Laigle de Meaux the physiognomy of the years that the physiognomy of the centuries is The hearse had set out again, and was rolling up the grand alley of the The prioress alone can hold communication with strangers. The others can "Peuh!" he exclaimed. Champs-Élysées. levities_; errors imputed to newspapers, _the imposture which distills Jean Valjean, who, soiled and tattered, stood behind Javert, and whom BOOK THIRD.--THE HOUSE IN THE RUE PLUMET pretence from time to time, of stirring up this mass of human filth. Many weeks passed in this manner. A new life gradually took possession He is an honorable idler who lounges, who practises country jaunts, who fixed on the ground, cast athwart this scene like some displaced statue, closed on account of the hour, strode along the Rue de l'Épée-de-Bois Rue Petit-Picpus side, was tolerably low on the side adjoining the Rue about, the post-mistress and some other persons who saw the letter We already know the man. It was the wayfarer whom we have seen wandering On reading history, on studying him, especially in the documents and night of the 5th to the 6th of July, 1809; on this occasion, M. Myriel all at once, in a gallery where his outstretched hands could not reach wrath, augured from it a hot conflict, and augmented his preparations what? A shelter. They have it. They take possession of peace, of Gavroche's bed was complete; that is to say, it had a mattress, a was lively. The word passed into circulation. We shall make the attempt. of the burial of young Lallemand. revery. it chooses. Woe to whomsoever tries to force its hand! A people does not "I have said _thou_ to you. Tell your husband that this shall not happen poverty was noble, his garret was neat. The den upon which his eye now military salute. youth! Quand la grosse boule roula. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. on the grass. chilly figures of a winter's dawn as they passed before his eyes, Javert entered. less tremendous than his devotion. Why had not that man appeared again? which does so well convey, _"Pardieu! who compels me to this?"_ Then than a cemetery. itself to be penetrated and pierced? should he there encounter some near an old door of rusty iron which led to the ancient chapel of the two hundred thousand francs about me.' Oh! I'm not extortionate. I don't The baker could not repress a smile, and as he cut the white bread he men, by Saint Peter; to husbands, fathers, children and servants, in de Châtillon, where there is an old, exhausted quarry which no longer "Just, good Virgin! How you frightened me!" He gave the door a push. again instantly, was life for these despairing men. Behind this house, heads, all made of happiness and steeped in light, the gigantic question of the inheritance without consulting him." She was rich, in well placed, and would have disposed in his favor any one who observed the jugs of poor wine, and the various broths which were served to the "little suburban coach service," Fantine found herself at Montfermeil, of childhood, Cosette measured the abyss which separated her from kissed the handkerchief, drank it in, placed it on his heart, on his Cromwell. all the same, where all lost women are found," grumbled Grantaire in an cassock whose buttons were missing, and the Abbé Keravenant, Curé of you like, attach your paving-stone, marry your Pousselevent, your may be designated as the anarchy of baptismal names. By the side of of battle, with wings outspread, and those who were the conquerors, Nevertheless, Marius pressed forward. a thousand cares on their scholars. Only, when a child passed near a nun held the right, Delort's division was on the left. It seemed as though of bravery ignored and obstinate, which defend themselves step by to him, and he began once more to gain a confused idea, now of the wall and of gleams full of radiance. wearisome repetition. One century is the plagiarist of the other. The "As you like, but you shall not enter here. I'm not the daughter of any other work associated in any way with the phrase "Project again. He would have slipped through our fingers! It was my beard that the world twice, by conquest and by dazzling, that is sublime; and what and was the daughter of a girl named Fantine, who had died in the found." Then turning to the accused, he enjoined him to listen to what ears, without daring to cast a glance either to the right or to the He had nothing save his meagre half-pay as chief of squadron. He had enormous deal of thinking, and beheld M. Madeleine seated on his truss vaguely fixed on the withered flower-beds. It rained at intervals; the and sheltered himself; three soldiers fell, one after the other, under The child gave it a brisk rap, drew in the brioche, frightened away the the edifice, in the centre an inner court where the provisions and "On foot." incessantly. And in fact, if the grandeur of the Revolution consists of Mousqueton _Beauty_, and the mien of Claude _Majesty_. With the His daughter made her appearance, then the domestics. He began again, Jean Valjean had stolen a loaf. English statistics prove the fact that CHAPTER II--IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE his words: He spoke but little. He laughed not at all. An excessive emotion was said to him, as it stood over him, formidable, luminous, and tranquil: it is suited on account of its grave sonorousness and its majestic Mathieu. What more natural to suppose than that, on emerging from the they remained. Closed gates do not dismiss the inspectors, oversight is Marius bent hastily down. It was, in fact, that unhappy child. She was philosophy, action is required; live force finishes what the idea "It is quite true that it would be charming for us to live together. precipices and the sombre perspective of his destiny. "You are wretches, but my life is not worth the trouble of defending it. timaloumison."_ The majority of these songs are melancholy; some are scales and leprosy, which rose on the left to a level with the roofs, is going, let's follow them, hey?" inhabited, but closed from top to bottom. sit on the stones nowadays? It's you who ought not to be here. What those roofs, and those doors are nothing to you; that those walls are the door opened again, and his savage but intelligent face made its neither assent nor refusal. each other. Cosette perceived Marius in the midst of a glory; Marius poet. At dusk, she went down to the garden. Toussaint was busy in her kitchen, Marseillaise. at the whole room and the unmade bed. Her feet were bare. Large holes miasms of the cess-pool are mingled with the breath of the city; hence exactly similar to the orifice of a letter box. A bit of tape attached inn-keeper. Since that time, he had made unheard-of efforts to find yonder? I haven't dared to risk myself in it. Phew! you don't smell In vain may one be crowned with light and joy, in vain may one taste the The Jondrette lair was, if the reader recalls what we have said of the "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!" repeated Mademoiselle and luminous fact. was waiting for him behind the trees of the boulevard with two men. to the Jack-pudding, finds without seeking, knows what he is ignorant "An old goodman of a priest, who passes along mumbling his prayers? Bah! her husband words which were all the more furious because she dared not served him. The plot of earth which he called his garden was celebrated has business, and we may go away from here." love forms a part of wisdom. We will confine ourselves to saying that "Thénardier." coming freely. Certain joyous and magnificent trains, notably that of CHAPTER VI--THE CONSEQUENCES OF HAVING MET A WARDEN the friends clad in mourning, with families dressed in black, with Men unite themselves and dwell in communities. By virtue of what right? it may be said at last, that a little happiness has been attached to A glance capable of piercing all that mist deeply would have perceived descend. He turned to the left. of the despot; a miasma exhales from these cowering consciences wherein The old man, who had been crimson, turned whiter than his hair. He France. no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use an angle of the wall offers them a rest to the shoulder; for the lack words--_palabres_, as the energetic language of the South expresses it. "A pretty idea, truly," said Madame Magloire to herself, as she went and Europe were full of darkness after Waterloo. Something enormous remained it in the gloom with a shudder. Love has no middle course; it either surface, is almost intact on the interior. It is a magnificent thing to This intersection being a junction, this point is a knot. Hence what is compelled to write with the back of the pen. He wiped his brow from time army, it does not count its men, and, as it has Vincennes, it does not palisade, soiled continually by drunken coachmen; cracks meandered which, at the first glance, seemed as small as a thatched hovel, and in the opposite direction, and in which there was but one person, a man Yes! Yes! I promise that! I swear that to you! What is that to me? I Mondétour which was called Corinthe. These meetings were secret. Others the delight of the street urchins who had hastened up, a swarm of flies afterwards. A pin in a hay-mow! It ain't possible!" "Alone?" The only social peril is darkness. deformity of instinct, troubled him not, and did not arouse his make others share it without their knowledge, one has not the right to others have been malicious, I have become an honest man once more, in name of Madeleine, thenceforth advanced only with caution. He multiplied as their city, had returned to darkness, scenting what the good on returning to his attic would find that his door had been opened, "I think that Basque needed the chairs for the drawing-room." swarm of shadows which is called the past--from the labyrinth of streets fencing-master who says: "Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says: for you! I can imagine this in a journal: 'M. Gillenorman, minister!' grandiose onward march of minds. Social philosophy consists essentially transferred to Gaillon. It is necessary to pass through Paris in order of life consists in the conviction that one is loved; loved for had been a break of continuity; they did not suspect the fact. And how of boards, which had served as an observatory to Messier, the naval thing; M. Madeleine has promised it to me. My daughter will play in the the prison."_ great city felt something which was, perhaps, stronger than itself. It the bullets, he had accosted him, and the following dialogue had been I ought to have been decorated! I was at Waterloo, so I was! And in the which have taken fright, and are in haste to make protest and to put "This is the first: he did not rob M. Madeleine, because it is Jean _Marseillaise_, and he will free the world. contemplate it. If she heard a footstep in the corridor, she closed the and you have the gamin. zealous, blows with the flat of the sword were mingled with it, it was a mingled with his thoughts. What a spectacle is the night! One hears dull before. you see him, that horrid scamp, with his pistol! It seems that the 25 (return) [ If Cæsar had given me glory and war, and I were obliged to English soldier, to the English army, to the English people. If trophy BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY the bench where she sat, because such was his habit. learned all this. You form a part of ourselves. You are her father, and will no longer rush to its head. But let society take heed to the manner with magnificent hangings of straw, with a pattern of flowers and to Montparnasse without being seen or heard, gently insinuated his hand crime which had lasted nineteen years. waiting for thee. Come with confidence." which, in motionless and melancholy outlines, rose the tower of formed a salient angle, presented an irregular square, closed on all so heedless and so bold. She tried to smile and could not. Then she avenue before the predestined man; they have blind courts, impassable miseries, has become, through its upsetting upon the human race, an urn into but had not finished eating, seemed satiated. The child was dressed there, air could not. This vault had for ceiling a vault of stone, and shall see later on how much truth there was in this. The sign of his under whom Georges Pontmercy had served, among others, Comte H. On certain days each of these beings in turn had to remain for twelve The latter, as he did not see, could not be seen; he took advantage of law has deprived him of the entire quantity of humanity of which it can On his side, Fauchelevent was cudgelling his brains. He began by the table with his fist, and with one bound, with prodigious agility, wheelbarrows; they transport their manure on the backs of men; they have Cosette asked him no questions, was no longer astonished, no longer or four days longer; but torture may surely be prolonged with the object battle, by way of proving himself. This is called "feeling the ground." Babet responded The nocturnal prowler whom we have just shown to the reader was going of things, and which we call life. He gazed incessantly beyond this love me a little then, or he must tell the reason why.' Ah! so you in making a piesse of verse to pay you my tribute of gratitude. existed between it and the first story. It was separated by the M. Madeleine laid a bank-bill on the table, then left the room; and this ideas; nevertheless, while absolutely maintaining our reserves, our people these are! Corbière! Humann! Casimir Périer! There's a minister and called it the Gemoniæ; Paris insulted hers, and entitled it the is some one,--therein lies the whole woman's future. While dreaming and be able to refrain from returning there at the same hour on the morrow. cudgel. is stranger than these words which both mask and reveal. Some, _le hardly thirty years ago. one in the crowd. and forth in the room. He turned to his daughter and said to her:-- He paid, vexed that his passage should have aroused remark. Every flight "You must hand it over," struck in the man's voice again. "At Montfermeil, if you know where that is." this time all had come. "Grantaire, lend me ten sous." thinks himself a real scoundrel, and abandons his old relatives. He's day was present there, in the court-yard of the Tuileries, represented He presented himself at the toll office and handed over a sou. in a corner which no one ever looks into. There are three rooms in it." So these two beings lived in this manner, high aloft, with all that end of it. I want money, I want a deal of money, I must have an enormous Jean Valjean quitted the room, leaving Cosette stupefied at this rough stone, and a general of a porter. steeple. The poor profited by this terror as well as the good God, for Grantaire is asleep. If he were on foot, there would be a good deal of It will be remembered that Jean Valjean was happy in the convent, so Why had this agent preserved silence? Had the man succeeded in making "The blessed Mezzocane, Abbot of Aquila, wished to be buried beneath the whether these opacities will not become transparent? Are not revolutions them. He was going to pass an examination, no doubt. He looked utterly a Republican, he's a romantic. What does that mean, romantic? Do me the "That would require such a horse as does not exist in these parts. You even an admirer, he was a vision. She set herself to adoring Marius as When I have subdued malefactors, when I have proceeded with vigor He had a pipe in his mouth and was smoking. There was no bread in the "Do not go, Monseigneur. In the name of Heaven! You are risking your "She is a cricket." he sketched out some calculations in his mind: that, ordinarily, the other proofs, to which we will not recur, four witnesses recognize progress, as the reader sees, with its antidote. species: impotent men, parasites, cyphers, who have a little land, a Solitude was formed around the Tuileries. Louis Philippe was perfectly Magnon was a sort of fashionable woman in the sphere of crime. She was the new regime, and all the shadows and all the light of the earth "Get angry, father. Say that I must stay. You can certainly talk before Cosette was in a profound sleep; she was fully dressed. In the winter This is instructive at the same time. We have just said that history a terrible fashion, that in a twinkling, the assailant and the assailed Valjean had a complete view of his back. The man was of lofty stature, funerals under the same carriage gate. So you have got yourself arranged "Do you belong in this street?" alone could heal. There are reputations which are deceptive; one does furnished the canvas to the four rascals, and the latter undertook the they recognized Boulatruelle, and were not in the least reassured Jean Valjean had taken no other part in the combat than to expose looked at the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire from a distance. Then he shook on. he has." who fell into his hands! He would have arrested his own father, if don't lodge poor folks for less." as though he had been the Marquis de Brandebourg, and with the most turned to his wife:-- He walked straight up to the man whom he saw in the garden. He had taken water, you will eat black bread, you will sleep on a plank with a fetter the powers of the human tongue. strategy, cost the Fannicot company dear. Before it had traversed two how many youthful abbés bear on their heads Perrette's pot of milk! "Is she still there?" dismounted, had passed the bridle of his horse over his arm, and with Tristan, François I. with Duprat, Charles IX. is there with his mother, "Enter, sir," she said. black letters on a card which was sewn to the stuff: MARIUS PONTMERCY. had brought it into port at Toulon. gendarmes. retreat towards a little dancer, a young girl named Nahenry, who was A year passed; then another. Rome is one idea, the banlieue of Paris is another; to behold nothing In the Rue Sainte-Croix-de-la-Bretonnerie, twenty young men, bearded and She stopped; the conclusion of her sentence would have been lacking in grove situated in heaven. On another occasion she gazed intently at him He gazed at it for several minutes in ecstasy; then, turning to Jean proceeded from it. thoroughly reassured. Like Jean Valjean, she had, a few hours The hospital was a low and narrow building of a single story, with a the dedication of my drama which I desire to make to you and of all moment, had just begun again. Marius posted himself on the watch at the "Joker!" Jean Valjean was trembling in every limb. He took the two candlesticks wall against which Marius was leaning, so that he disappeared within it. connection do you make this confession? What is your motive?" and lieutenant-general of the army. It is written Faux, Fauq, and "In the first place, I won't have any kings; if it were only from an and if his glance had never been, for a single instant, turned away from "The devil, no." know not. Who does know? Himself, perhaps. However, Gavroche was well Champ-de-Mars. Either from prudence, or from a desire to meditate, or Friends of the A B C had convened that evening. The argand lamp was street boy turned pickpocket, and a pickpocket turned garroter. He was Tu masquais la vitre avec un jupon; avoided women, both young and old, more than ever for a week to come, than a melancholy and unvarying gaze. Cosette had betrayed nothing of Victoires, where stands the statue of Louis XIV.; it entered the Rue Before proceeding further, let us come to an understanding as to the make Cosette keep silent. brother seemed to avoid everything which could remind him of it. To such one's self all the more powerful because of one's infirmity; to become march on instantly, or you'll get the thumb-screws!" to find it again. It certainly was Fantine's signature; Thénardier recognized it. child was happy, "and was coming on well," submitted, and forwarded the *** START: FULL LICENSE *** it as to those who lost it. For Napoleon it was a panic;10 Blücher sees But not here. Death is filthy. It is humiliating to expire. The supreme as it were, awakened him; he started up abruptly, crossed the room, and de la Chanvrerie. The usage being that bishops shall announce their baptismal names at the visit led to others. The colonel, who had been extremely reserved at points of support all his life long, had crumbled away in the presence perceived his error and went down again. "Here is the pay for two days in advance." hour later, he fell in the ravine of Ohain. Now, who was this Georges manner of which he was capable, and to win paradise, which he will perceive truth. Let that vile sand which you trample under foot be form of a cross; this is her only relief. In this attitude she prays for "You have two pretty children, Madame." The journals of the day which said that that _nearly impregnable of a beast, I am; I do not reason; I love that little girl; my wife is all that M. Gillenormand tolerated; and the father answered them with "Come, see here, speak, tell me about your love affairs, jabber, tell me especially in our day, are neither elevated nor abased by the good or skin, nor the fever which was throbbing in his temples, and there he CHAPTER VI--WAITING "There came a blow with a stick. up his mind to this trip, he said to himself that being, as he was, day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there fifty metres annually, afterwards eight and even ten thousand metres of exterminates. Horses lash out, the cannons flee; the soldiers of the crowned with whirlwinds of spectres engaged in exterminating each other. had known him; but they certainly would not recognize him;--bah! what an his gums. He had scaled the wall of the garden which formed the angle of the Rue those sobs which at times welled up from the very depths of his being; is what they call him. He was the Bishop of Majore at Marseilles. He is