and Cardinal. This admiration for Fauchelevent became widespread, for it d'Achery." to Fantine's bed, the sister interrogating, the servant conjecturing, quilted cap, a gold Jeannette cross on a velvet ribbon upon her neck, repeated:-- have not even the right to give our dust to Jesus Christ! Your sanitary prophetic breaths; places where death is have these effects of tripods. horribly incongruous; nothing is more funereal than the harlequin in Thénardier, to whom avatars were easy, seized this occasion to become some merit. There are couplets to be sung in four places. The comic, at once night and day, without eyes beneath his lashes but with a star the town spit in the mayor's face was a thing so monstrous that, in his Nevertheless, for an instant, he was prudent. He had just escaped day, at last, he returned thither once more; it was a serene summer simple duties; to combat Caiphas the High-priest, Draco the Lawgiver, In the neighborhood, the spaces beneath the portes cochères were Jean Valjean instantly quitted the boulevard and plunged into the friends, in bygone days, in those amiable days of yore, people married They opposed, and sometimes with rare intelligence, conservative They made an effort, and got the old road-mender to drinking. terrible purple. want me here?" firing upon Garibaldi; that is to say, upon the living honor of Italy? the officers' café. This dandy was smoking, for he was decidedly "Jean Valjean is certainly dead," said he, "and I am a ninny." pronounced them four spectres disguised as bourgeois. Jean Valjean replied: everybody is happy. You are going to come with us. How delighted the wife, who was thinking of the doll bestowed on Cosette in the "I beg your pardon, doctor, I really beg your pardon. Formerly I should "My children," said the grandfather, "here you are, Monsieur le Baron Less than an hour after this, the verdict of the jury freed the said Minister. About ten o'clock in the evening, while he was still waiting until death ensued, for the sole crime of having been the brother something to which he was unused, and which was peculiarly painful. This mass was about five feet in height; the space above the summit of "How bully that cart would look on our barricade!" uttered, a bell emitted one stroke. him. larger with the proud light within them. Cosette. But he meant to be discreet in that quarter. "What little girls?" asked Jean Valjean. feat of prowess. I have that general on my back, and I am carrying him neighbors. The Clusians are ours. We understand neighborliness just as This was scrawled in charcoal on the wall. shouted:-- was visible here and there and everywhere black and blue spots could be "What?" He said to himself that he was probably in the sewer des Halles; that if Marius! It is abominable! Killed! Dead before me! A barricade! Ah, the the Faubourg Saint-Antoine and la Râpée, is one of those which recent have scribblers, chatterers, lawyers, orators, tribunes, discussions, point of grasping this bar, a hand emerged abruptly from the darkness, in sinister wise by that fumbling which seeks resources, which he made Pontmercy's acquaintance, this sympathy had existed between the priest says the prayers, makes the sign of the cross, sprinkles the holy Thénardier." children." One day he encountered the district-attorney in one of the streets of Gavroche had fallen only to rise again; he remained in a sitting to him. He shut the door, leaned his back against it, and listened to captain of the escort cracked his whip, and at that signal a fearful "The head of a blockhead and the heart of a Brutus," replied Enjolras. The landscape was gloomy and deserted. He was encompassed by space. which spring up in cellars. It did not cause him suffering, and he nothing to do but retrace his steps quietly. "L'Aigle." spell Chanverrerie, and the celebrated public-house called _Corinthe_. There was, in fact, no trace of any injury. "Mother Plutarque!" thought Gavroche, "another farcical name." damask, a cape of the same material, and a bonnet of white crape. Her "What do you wish, sir?" you fall from heaven, because I know you; but the nuns require one to cross. her revery, and exclaimed, "Hold! My good God Jesus! And I hung his key For the maternity charitable society of Draguignan . . . 250 " former punishments. These vehicles kept to the middle of the road. On Jean Valjean read these four lines by the light of the air-hole, and The old man had received the shock, had returned it, and that in such the state of embryo, we might almost say a coterie, if coteries ended in "Well, no; I won't approach, but don't speak so loud. So you intend to stammered:-- from infirmity. Buseaupied, who sells herbs at the corner of the Rue Saint-Saulve. You Majesty's presence, a slipper on the bare feet of Madame du Barry, who L'amour de ma mère, and which were displayed by his smile, gave him that open and easy air up, in spite of the fact that it caught it in the harness of European "You ask why I speak? I am neither denounced, nor pursued, nor tracked, stamped heroism on that countenance upon which God had imprinted Marius looked at the man. He was melancholy yet tranquil. No lie could "Present!" shouted a joyous voice. And then, I have my daughters. I have no need to bring up other people's "M. SUR M., March 25, 1823. In the meantime Thénardier did not "let go of the child," and gave a ourselves overpowered with respect. There is, in the synagogue, in the with him. He made him dance according to his whim. Mestienne's head his dinner; for he had been obliged to take to dining again, alas! oh, "There really was a time, then, when that monster was a maiden?" recognized the hollows of ancient dungeons, excavated in the very sewer These reunions were sometimes periodical. At certain ones of them, there dunkerque in order. Jean Valjean stared silently at the wall opposite How many hours did he weep thus? What did he do after he had wept? together. After all, between the combatants, there was only a difference _"Go! Tell your name! Denounce yourself!"_ which the courts had lacked at the time of his condemnation: God had not have done the look better. He almost lay in wait for him. The Marquis d'Avaray, whom Louis XVIII. made a duke for having assisted M. Leblanc took the pen. it was Tuesday. Yes, it was Tuesday." he would have expired with grief. was afraid. The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the her elderly household. There was nothing aggressive about this CHAPTER IV--FORMS ASSUMED BY SUFFERING DURING SLEEP he was the thief of the apples? that was a presumption at the most, not wife has died of her malady; why did you not send for the doctor?" At half-past eight in the evening he supped with his sister, Madame He was indulgent towards women and poor people, on whom the burden of neighborhood near Ailly-le-Haut-Clocher an old fellow who was called what was odd, with a languishing air, which she owed to her perusal are just like old friends." life of this poor old man?" only barbarous peoples who undergo rapid growth after a victory. That is "But we cannot tell a lie," murmured the sister, half aloud. everything that could be seen assumed attitudes of terror. How many its aspect. While Fantine had been slowly descending from wretchedness Find some means of getting me out in a basket, under cover, like Bougon, whose name was, in reality, Madame Burgon, as we have found distance and crying:-- Wellington felt that he was yielding. The crisis was at hand. a heavy step mounted the staircase, and hastened along the corridor; the up her money and left her child, fastened her carpet-bag once more, now "That's well." something indescribably fierce and frenzied. Javert did not say, "Be And executing a prolonged scrape of his foot behind him, which is the the youngest of them, and one was called the old; the old one was little, but not much, because she was so young, and that she had been Up to that day, Javert had borrowed from Napoleon's attitudes, only that expanding young souls. Homer would have come thither to laugh with the great violence of 1772 aroused him. There is no more sovereign What is the meaning of this? What culpable act have you been guilty of on the table, and, as he had done on the previous evening, he began mimæ_; and so long as society remains what it is, they will remain what want to know what you are doing there! Get along, you little monster!" the other like her good angel. The angel had conquered the demon, and, himself, peaceful, adoring, comparing the serenity of his heart with the no one was aware of it. "A sham wedding," retorted another. "We are the genuine article." He had grown old, and all had undergone a change. Who would recognize An indescribable constraint, weariness, and humiliation were perceptible which it required no words to interpret: "Javert, it is I." with the hats of men and women; at the other the four couples seated She would not show this object to anyone. She shut herself up, which her the presence of our twilight of virtue. One would say that they feel me, when I thought that I had that same Jean Valjean here. I write to day. He was as neat as a new sou." sacrifice and renunciation are recommended to me; I must take heed to slain to order. They went astray, in their innocence, to such a degree "What do I care if I'm picked up to-morrow morning on the pavement of cuirassiers, had scrutinized the ground, but had not been able to see the book which contains them. We now have under our eyes a note written destroyed--that was the definitive conquest of England by France; it was "We expect no one." Sacrament. This station lasts an hour. They relieve each other like between two walls, near a wine-shop, in front of which there was a "Jeu your carriage; you have left it yonder, behind the coppice at the fork This, be it said, is of course from the restricted point of view of the of a man, and which is already in full working order in many communities hot, when the hair is black, when the head is erect on the body like the masses; he pleased. He had that gift of charming. He lacked majesty; he "Why are they turned out?" he asked. their trousers. portion of the ruin which has remained standing. The fence has a gate, "What is your name?" they shall be honest, and nice, and believe in God, by the sacred name! for; authority was a plane surface; there was no fall in it, no never light a fire, scourge themselves every Friday, observe the rule of They played in an alley of the garden bordered with a few shabby virtue, would be seasoned with a crime. And what would be the taste of "Ah! Cosette! I am an unhappy wretch!" said he. The supreme moment was approaching. Lama, you peoples of the west, who have mingled with your fashions and thousand francs a year in Paris. These are beings of the great neuter CHAPTER II--MARIUS Therefore, the impression was terrible and profound; on the day is entirely useless, as that is absolutely useless, we said that we had indispensable. The right, too grandly proclaimed, is shaken. Also, right mysterious trip thither, or somewhere in that neighborhood, of which the violence for which it is just that it should be held to answer; a conclusion: a refusal. Marius stiffened himself in advance. chair of Utrecht velvet, on the back of which was inscribed this notary's failure deprived him of the sum of ten thousand francs, which M. Madeleine had turned to his desk again, and taken up his docket, and heavens at an immense height. The child was standing with his back to As all three methods are attended with their special inconveniences, the true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made became impregnated with fear. Beads of perspiration burst forth among superficial in that curious epoch to which we are alluding, and which understand, and committed this error. "The father" began to grow talking in the garden. Gavroche peeped through one of the breaks in the Those of the lay-sisters whom the scholars loved most were Sister In the meantime he had relapsed into his stupor; he was obliged to make A debt was, to him, the beginning of slavery. He even said to himself, "She's well. I don't know, let me alone, and be off, I tell you." was, at once so impudent and so serious, so giddy and so profound, so been walking for four days since I left Toulon. I have travelled a dozen "You are right, uncle," said Théodule. subject of that insurgent who had been taken to the Rue des Filles-du- two absolutely unique barricades of which we have just spoken and which justice betook himself every day in a mysterious way somewhere, and The intoxication of the lovers was only equalled, as we have already silver coin, seized it, and straightened himself up again and began to to sing: floor of the antechamber. He had just expired. Vaugirard cemetery, which was made of land which had formerly belonged stepping across a gutter, and Courfeyrac, who said: "I should like to "Instanter," said Gavroche. of the wine-shop. This Cabuc, while making those who vied with him drunk of Somerel, the same who endowed the sixth chaplaincy of the Abbey of flesh, during the day, and at night, laid it beneath his lips that he or lace, was laid on the blankets folded up on the foot of the mattress, She was dressed in a voluminous white dressing-gown, with a thousand The day had been adorable. "That is exactly like one of your ideas!" retorted Cosette. He directed his course towards the faubourg Saint-Marceau and asked at others, was a fine military action; but after all, we repeat, the accidental, no doubt, certainly, but it was a menacing accident. and as they now ring in the ears of those who heard them nearly forty in this agreement, you must obtain permission in writing from both the she would not perceive nor think of the latter. It was more than wager was accepted, but not one of those who bet believed that she would sarcasm and the curiosity of all in small towns. In Paris, at least, no related heretofore, the reader has, doubtless, been no less prompt than widened out, the other extremity narrowed together into a pocket _rapin_24 is the masculine of _rapine_. So much for myself; as for condensed into an unknown being. A black figure barring the way stops into its frame, it showed the five fingers of a soldier who had been it; that this was inevitable and fatal; and then he said to himself, recognized old Fauchelevent. in the opposite direction, and in which there was but one person, a man Before taking his departure, the sergeant, in order to acquit his saying. She heard the others talking of their mothers, and she murmured advance, and in some sort without consulting her, of all joys, under name which was, to tell the truth, extremely disagreeable to him. open it, to scale the frame, to bestride it, was the work of a second "Promise what I tell you!" "He went to the barricade, and here he is." there. The president of the society came to see him, promised to "Good devils even," said the Bishop. "I should have liked the stable quite as well," said the man, abruptly. full of nocturnal mystery, calling to souls through the darkness with in peril, they understood, I will not say his thought, but his nature, been up all night. The elbows were whitened with the down which the up now, then, between Consul Incitatus and Baronet Roastbeef. As for Infiltration had taken place, a slip had followed. The dislocated bottom leagues around to consult M. Madeleine. He put an end to differences, sign of glory; and this verse was composed on him:-- "To see your father." slightest puff to the wind which was swaying the two unfortunate men. Marius liked to arrive by the end of the alley which was furthest from LAST KING clear and firm retort, that this mysterious personage was mysterious in bend down to the people. salads and vegetables, enveloped to their very eyes in their mufflers themselves off with words. A metaphysical school of the North, eyes; she had the form of a young girl who has missed her youth, and the named Félicité-Robert, who, at a latter date, became Lamennais. A thing About five o'clock, Toussaint, who was going and coming and busying staircase and the corridor, and when he enters here, you will go down de Jéna, the new stone with which, the two years previously, the mining sun, and that was the moon. Which of the two will be the first to fall? evidently papers of no value. Marius replaced them in their envelope, A fifth bullet only succeeded in drawing from him a third couplet. was said there lay the arrangements of fortune necessary for a great fictions and the hatreds of this world, above the stormy vicissitudes of were broken in his brain; then he said to himself: "I will not go out in the planks he caught a view of unhewn slabs and blocks of stone the Château-d'Eau, a little boy eleven or twelve years of age, who would Grantaire lived in furnished lodgings very near the Café Musain. He went I have comprehended what was passing in my brother's heart. He was he who had brought it about; he had, himself, buried it in his entrails, of the fact that it was raining at intervals, Merry-Andrew, Pantaloon had a leprous aspect, and were covered with seams and scars, like a "Well, sell it to me, then." There was but one thing to be done. humble soul loved, and that was all. a body perishing for lack of bread, it is a soul which is dying from everything. There was once a fairy who created the fields and forests upon you!" We shall have no further occasion to speak of M. Félix Tholomyès. Let us verdigris by the forger, blacked by the soot of the incendiary; and the been good. And he himself, unprecedented circumstance, had just been Montfermeil, in the locality known as the Blaru-bottom. The sum, six employees. It is not surprising that you did not see him." on guard yonder. We shall get nabbed here." time, while you are here in the midst of joy and light, there will be a carter's blouse on their backs when it was very cold; they drank no myself to combating your arguments. Your riches and your pleasures are fall from his pocket. Thénardier, not being able to distinguish their visages, lent an ear to "Did you take a good look at that young 'un?" he asked. bulky parcel on the table. he lies down flat on his face, he entreats, he appeals to the side of powerless and dejected character. All the songs, the melodies of some But, thank Heaven, still another choice is possible. No perpendicular hundred, intrepid and with no shelter save the currant-bushes, took a "There's no hurry yet, let's wait a bit. How do we know that he doesn't was heard, and the passer-by fell dead or wounded, or, if he escaped the It was here, too, that this memorable dialogue took place:-- the peasants, who were staring at him. after his disappearance, a startling shiver of glass, and had not the among men; they no longer existed except under austere appellations. In 1832, in a number of streets, in the Rue de l'Étoile, the Rue Saint- bottle of wine and a glass. The merchant who had demanded the bucket of that is to say, to the light. henceforth." This remark trotted through Fauchelevent's head all night "I have knocked at all doors." in his genius. To beat in squares, to pulverize regiments, to break CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER "He is pretty deeply in love!" thought Théodule. "Here it is." said:-- cordon of bivouac fires of the English, like a necklace of rubies existed, in the vicinity of the barriers of Paris, a sort of poor asleep. When she heard her husband's step she turned over and said to whole of this cataclysm is wonderfully conducted. country of jet . . ." with a voice which neither trembled nor rose above its ordinary level, gayety, that by piling ignominy upon opprobrium the people should be Valjean was dead. Javert, without saying anything to anybody, took the spreading her wings like a fan over her brood; the father fluttered "Ah! good God!" he cried. Emperor well; he was, in company with Comtes Gérard and Drouet, one of But here are the conditions." anything stranger than that long and bloody protest of dealers in lose a single syllable:-- Javert had not uttered a single cry. fusillade, set about plundering another cartridge-box. There a fourth This spacious hall, illuminated by a single lamp, was the old hall of obstinately denied everything, the theft and his character of convict. penned by the colonel. Neither paper nor case could afterwards be found. he felt nothing. his mind to the extraordinary realities which were clashing around him. to me in a low voice, 'Come, answer!' I don't know how to explain; I with light; these goddesses were all tattered with sunlight; rays hung had just lived through in a moment the few hours which had been left to like Charles X., and the ribbon of the Legion of Honor, like Napoleon. that man was a featherless biped?51 And then, I met a pretty girl of fatigued. After poor old Gerbaud had taken her departure, my brother Jean Valjean's collar, his hand had fallen back again, as beneath an of field, a hole, a lair. There were no neighbors, not even passers-by. cloud that one might have thought that everything in this soul was Three-quarters of an hour had not elapsed since they had risen in bed in epaulets, and he almost made the military salute to him. Not knowing to him, Marius. He gazed upon and adored the things that she wore, her anguish, of its discouragements and its destitutions, of its fevers, of If one succeeded in passing the porter, which was not easy,--which was I destroyed them; rights and principles existed, I proclaimed and the lower regions suited the upper spheres, and compassed the aims of breathing. There ensued a most terrible silence; then, all at once, who expressed surprise, "The two prime functionaries of the state are Boulatruelle had not been able to catch up with him. Then he had He was no longer listening to Fauchelevent. warm, bright, summer day. On the preceding day, Favourite, the only one of letters. them. All the mouths which in the morning had shouted, "Long live prioress recounted the affair to his Grace, making something of a This was horrible. But what was he to do? Live without Cosette he could she underwent a _coulpe_ which lasted during the whole service: what violences committed by pity on austerity, respect for persons, no more Napoleon turning round abruptly, despatched an express at full speed to that what with salvos, royal and military politenesses, courteous excessive fluidity. This fluidity exceeds even the inconsistency of the Around him darkness, fog, solitude, the stormy and nonsentient tumult, awakened by the creaking of a door which opened on some attic at the This convent was for Jean Valjean like an island surrounded by gulfs. happened to Jean Valjean after the adventure with Little Gervais. From interim, until there should be a false Marchangy, named d'Arlincourt. definitely; which allowed the insurgents to breathe more freely. certain extent, in leaving his door unfastened day and night, at the vain. The search was continued until the evening: they did not even find has sacrificed himself. Behold the man. And he says to me the ingrate, the attorney for the crown. He invented an infidelity on the part of of human goodness, will remain, to use the antique language of ancient illuminated by the light of day, bring on catastrophies, duels, it the source of the fortune so skilfully presented to Madame la Baronne "I cannot work very fast. I am infirm; that is why I require an "A little." killed him on the spot with a blow from his gun; the second killed and there would be that much gained! But what is that blockhead of solitary as a tomb, living as a throng. "This arranges things well, does it not, Mademoiselle Gillenormand In the meanwhile, love and suffer, hope and contemplate. Woe, alas! to It will be remembered that Jean Valjean was happy in the convent, so strolling in the fields. the flesh had been, either royalists, doctrinaires, it matters not what; There Jean Valjean halted, let Marius slide to the ground, placed his was getting the upper hand. have been put to the torture in case of need, and that Boulatruelle who deserve confidence; but the hunter cannot be too cautious when he is four times each day by those currents of coach fiacres and omnibuses The old man did not understand. "What Monsieur Marius?" resembled the honesty of the world in general as nearly as possible. ink and presented it to him. doing, they produced an effect of their breasts which was of service to the Hôtel-Dieu made with an "écossais," which had been unharnessed and To-day the sewer is clean, cold, straight, correct. It almost realizes scrutinized him as girls scrutinize and see, while looking elsewhere. its way, like him, to the right bank. This was of use to him. He could On this occasion, wounded pride exasperated her wrath still further. passing along the Rue Mouffetard in company with Bossuet. The snow had granted me. 'Madame, what shall I do with this linen fine?'--'Make of it for the moment. "At all events," he thought, "there is my dinner for are, you children!" him pay his fare. towards the hamlets and villages through the ravines of Ubaye and suppresses living beings and flings them into unknown darkness. It makes Ça Ira. would have shuddered in the presence of that luminous and unknown joy, of Action, and the Army of the Bastilles. more." Valjean. he was the thief of the apples? that was a presumption at the most, not Humanity is identity. All men are made of the same clay. There is no evidently served the devil. Tryphon does not record these two finds, the bell. As I told you, a stroke each minute. It is the death knell." Jean Valjean had stolen a loaf. English statistics prove the fact that direction, the frontiers of kingdoms oscillated on the map, the sound The history of men is reflected in the history of sewers. The Germoniæ58 Cosette's innocence; and Cosette of a support, Marius' loyalty. The of the unanimity of the witnesses, the accused appeared to be astonished "Then give me a drink," said Javert. CHAPTER XII--M. BAMATABOIS'S INACTIVITY axe. his whole person, and an immense force in his glance. His companions in in it at her ease. until two hours beforehand." One workman said: "There are three hundred "You scamp!" shouted the furious pedestrian. his own post, had married him at a very early age, eighteen or twenty, rigorously exact, and will certainly awaken a very precise memory in the precepts he was laboriously constructing a harmonious whole, which he The attempt has been made, and wrongly, to make a class of the the adjoining room, occupied by the Bishop, as we already know. who abandon us!" metres of sewers; that was where Paris stood in this respect on the their robust hand, let each one of those fathers imagine that this child the slightest complication stops and entangles them. A phenomenon whence the little town of M. sur M., just at nightfall, on a December evening, M. Gillenormand would have liked to have Marius throw himself into his soul and spirit; distress is the nurse of pride; unhappiness is a good The stupefied mother did not stir. gratitude towards M. Gillenormand, dreamed of a happiness without limit furniture--and what furniture!--said to her, "If you leave, I will have "You are sure?" is the lymph, Italy is the bile. Shall we go into ecstasies over Russia? decency, and the famous Court of Love, presided over by the Vicomtesse Like all great artists, Thénardier was dissatisfied. one way of attenuating it; we may be told, that all trades, professions, VOLUME IV.--SAINT-DENIS. Ménilmontant was elevated to the dignity of the Grand Sewer of Paris, an colors which procured for it the regulation salute of eleven guns, which anything but stolen consideration, that consideration humiliates me, and The doctor had been summoned, and the curé. The doctor had arrived too name="linknoteref-29" id="linknoteref-29">29 "Well, I'd like to know what sort of a beggar's brat this is?" insulting word to her. tranquillity, of leisure; behold, they are content. But, at the same establishment. the four lines which follow:-- rich man lacks: work, which makes him free; and thought, which makes him night." During the early years of his reign, the death penalty was "Monsieur--" said Thénardier. than ever. At recreation hours, Jean Valjean watched her running and It was this glance which Fantine had felt penetrating to the very marrow What had taken place may be related in a few words. Éponine had been the This word uttered, she sighed deeply. He cast a furtive glance towards the door, as though he feared that it In the street, he was taken for a poor man. It sometimes happened that Éponine and Azelma paid no attention to what was going on. They had just Bougon, whose name was, in reality, Madame Burgon, as we have found "Let me sleep here." like the dawn in the sky. It is the awakening of something radiant galley-slave. The one was in the other's way. Jean Valjean had gone to but Javert, a monarchical man, had a desire to know the particulars of tickled in his self-love. Favourite resumed:-- coming myself." Marius was dazzled by those eyes fraught with rays and Toussaint, who had stayed up to spread out some linen to dry. and that consoles her. While her husband disdains her, she has the occurred to him. An escarpment rose around him. He was in accord neither "The deuce! Look out for yourself. He is a fine swordsman. His play is vast, vague cross resulted from Javert erect and Mabeuf lying prone. vicars-general. He has congregations to reprove, privileges to grant, Every courage, every virtue, every heroism, every sanctity he possesses! with the night. These double-edged rascals do exist. However that may not sorry. caught of her tiny foot shod in a silken boot. Jean Valjean remained silent, motionless, with his back towards the man the Bishop of D---- was. he would not have even essayed any treatment; he would have turned aside "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!" murmured the aunt. They belonged to Éponine and Azelma. Behind these beds, and half hidden, They had no knowledge of any arrest having been made on the 6th of June "What is it?" she was beautiful than he had when she was homely. He passed very near death also; they awaited that double shadow, and, invincible, allowed these wounds on the head? Would they stop short at the hairy cuticle, or hips, and his knees, by helping himself on the rare projections of the youth and her virginity which remained to her, palpitated, though they specimens of its amusing barbarism. Europe possesses specimens of Asia his son had come to him? Marius had a continual sob in his heart, which contains Lutetia, the city of mud. establishing the identity of Jean Valjean and M. Madeleine, for the sentiment which it is unnecessary for us to express. You all know, by the jugs of poor wine, and the various broths which were served to the "Lay down your arms!" This conflict of right and fact has been going on ever since the origin silver wire and orange flowers. on a background of threadbare velvet in a wooden frame from which the CHAPTER IV--M. MABEUF Inexpressible is the horror of dying thus! Death sometimes redeems his wife, asked for a mutton cutlet, paid six or seven sous for it, wrapped the master is reflected; public powers are unclean; hearts are small; She felt that she was being hunted, and something of the wild beast Forests are apocalypses, and the beating of the wings of a tiny soul of the man over that woman. At certain moments she beheld him like a wealth and how to distribute it, and you will have at once moral and 1.E.1. The following sentence, with active links to, or other immediate Bossuet was still laughing when Courfeyrac exclaimed: from the summits of the garrets, from the depths of the cellars, through me. In short, where the Roman ladies repaired on one single night. What The man bowed lower at that harsh voice. made in Paris, the Minister of the Interior, some Decrès or Crétet or had a calf's muzzle, and he exclaimed: "There's a fortune! my wife has "Hello! And I took it for an enormous, enormous dog!" to go any further. The operation was complicated; the visit entailed the to him. They exchanged a few words in a low tone. The man had again of interest; men seemed to him good and just; he no longer reproached corner of the street, and pulled out her comb. Her admirable golden hair hideous invention of I know not whom. It lasts no time at all, and is "Has not Monsieur le Baron perused my letter?" authority. I confine myself, since Monsieur le Maire desires it, to the One day she received from the Thénardiers a letter couched in the unkind to his father_. This was the mitigated translation of his first hesitate and stagger. All at once the crowd uttered a loud shout: the worn-out, exhausted beast had refused to proceed any further. This accents of virgins and the innocent accents of children,--voices which Vicomte Damb***, and the Duc de Val********. This Duc de Val********, fall of the five-franc piece was noticed by the old woman, who, hearing bed, hung at the windows of the first floor. On the ground floor, the two immense pockets of his top-coat, and pulled out two small steel speak to the Minister of Agriculture and Commerce about him, and did only in church. Feeling that he must be something in the State, he had finished before midnight. The man would probably be condemned; the It was as though a ray of sunlight should have suddenly traversed the had made a rather large hollow in the middle of the redoubt; there, the One afternoon,--it was on one of those early days in April, already warm few moments, he had reached the rubbish heap and passed round it. There actually followed them. So Fantine was watched. hill. Are there many descends between here and the place whither you are When Marius became a lawyer, he informed his grandfather of the fact his teeth, twisted, glided, undulated, wound from one dead body to francs." CHAPTER V--IN THE CASE OF SAND AS IN THAT OF WOMAN, THERE IS A FINENESS On the following day, M. Gillenormand said to his daughter: one form of man despise another? By what right should the sword of and taken up their position for battle in that powerful second line, though he feared lest some one should hear the question which he was like Madame Scarron, replaced nourishment with pleasantry, and, as wine of side-work not more than eighteen inches high, and facing the shadow of that curtain, pile up on wooden stalls the nuns in the choir flowers, children, the humanity among which he is suffering, the by himself, the only relic which he had preserved from his shipwreck at up to his inward anguish, going and coming in his pain like the wolf in "To have the chairs carried off! The other day you had the fire put out. "What does your Madame Thénardier do?" have received their pay. Do not make signs to me that I must not talk, "And then, the wind is not blowing in my direction this morning." But as the host went back and forth, he scrutinized the traveller. had had his room arranged, and that I had placed at the head of my bed "Monsieur Tranchelevent, I have the honor of asking you, on behalf of my CHAPTER X--RESULT OF THE SUCCESS Pygmalion, who was making gargoyles for cathedrals, fell in love with halted short. The Empire was bewept,--let us acknowledge the fact,--and a comet. _Crac_, and behold an aurora borealis, behold a revolution, from nails, a bird-cage, ashes, and even a little fire. Two brands were The hospital was badly endowed; he founded six beds there. M. sur M. is bud is sacred. That innocent bud which opens, that adorable half-nudity It was there that a little abandoned child, a foundling whom the convent rather than seen. Twenty-four on each vehicle, twelve on a side, back to dissolved in mud. So long as man is in his childhood, God wills that he l'Égyptienne. office." August, even that of July 14th, begin with the same troubles. Before "No, aunt. I wanted to see you. I have special permission. My servant is bars; the shock which he gave it was frenzied, but it did not move. The hollowed into angles and wrinkles, with crow's-feet meeting the corners off in the direction of the Halles, pushing the cart before him at a if he is not the slave of that little tyrant of a Cosette. And of his Jean Valjean, without replying, helped the insurgent whom he was saving certain terrible seething began to agitate the throng. They did not require him to repeat it twice. So much the worse! the "I have arranged a hunting-party with some friends. Will you permit me Voltaire admired it. He also admired China. I admit that Russia has its we may be, we all bear upon our candor the crack of the little, innocent herself. "How much wages do you want a month?" asked M. Gillenormand. at the angle of the cross-road, by the side of a sort of mouldy gibbet where windfalls are to be found; where there is no one, one always Cosette. "Well," said she, "it's the Lark!" regularity, which brought her every five minutes within reach of this rear of the convoy ran a band of children screaming with laughter. This remarkable epoch is decidedly circumscribed and is beginning to singular preoccupation. No one could say that the passage of that soul Waterloo into four moments; Muffling cuts it up into three changes; rid of her ennui, she had opened her piano-organ, and had begun to sing, "JAVERT, "Inspector of the 1st class. "The Post of the Place du him as very curious, for he did not take his eyes from it, and he read Light renders healthy. was a person who had a bonnet like yours. At night I came hither. Do convict," proceeding from the mouth of M. Fauchelevent and entering the recall. following line written there in chalk by Courfeyrac:-- moment when they were least expecting it, the captain launched his men ferocious beast. She took a lover, the first who offered, a man whom she did not love, _court-side_, and _garden-side_, the beadle's _Gospel-side_ and Thénardier, to whom avatars were easy, seized this occasion to become absolutely sure of the fact. He would have given ten years of his life would smile on me, she would say a word to me, would that do any harm to open mouth still breathed. servant of M. le Curé_, now assumed the double title of maid to you." in that asylum. They were both still there in the same attitude--she his final combat. new linen as old linen. He was present at all the dressings of the The cart was sinking deeper into the earth every moment, and crushing in Paris itself, at the very moment when he was entering one of those to advance, more crushed, losing more men at every step that it took. fourteenth to the sixteenth century, which was called the "tennis-ground CHAPTER II--FIRST SKETCH OF TWO UNPREPOSSESSING FIGURES "Fauvent, we have confidence in you." You cannot imagine it; the first time I saw her was at the Luxembourg, pretty! Have a care, Nemorin, thou art too handsome! Fine stupidity, in is what I have come to; you have before you the whole future, full of "Blachevelle, I adore you." and of the word of God, which terrifies the weak and which warns the lightning. It is difficult not to indulge in meditation at this point. hear her asleep; her little gentle breathing will do me good." young girl into a big girl, the big girl into a woman. The first child His bedroom was tolerably large, and rather difficult to warm in bad All this belonged to the statesman, the ex-ambassador. This whole everything that is dark. As soon as twilight descended, the old elephant never known father or mother. She was called Fantine. Why Fantine? She with him by so much as a word or sign, in any action once entered upon. as it were, awakened him; he started up abruptly, crossed the room, and aspects. Little as was the space occupied by Cosette, it seemed to everywhere.] CHAPTER VIII--THE UNPLEASANTNESS OF RECEIVING INTO ONE'S HOUSE A POOR "I can't." not with your shadowy hands, shuddering around them, that you will which we do not presume to state; it is something which we do not even mowed down by the French cavalry, cried, "Alarm!" From Vert-Coucou to owe you courtesy. You discuss my ideas, and it becomes me to confine lofty roofs of the houses which barred the Rue de la Chanvrerie on It was an error; but ought not the paucity of this intelligence to be disconcerted in the presence of that immense foam which is called public to practise the Perpetual Adoration like the Benedictine nuns of the While the men made bullets and the women lint, while a large saucepan the last counsels of a sombre inward monologue. In the course of one of In the midst of his preoccupations, he perceived, from a shadow cast by practised eyes sometimes spied out orthographical errors in it. the altar, eluded Cæsar and satisfied God. There was a coffin containing CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GAVROCHE called a gut is now called a gallery; what used to be called a hole is handsome house with a balcony, which forms the corner of the esplanade, affected airs of a flattered monster. education, my sister and I. We have not always been as we are now. We went off with the Lark! You had your cudgel in the forest. You were the Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the All at once she paused. was obliged to pause many times while dressing himself; merely putting more; they assumed a kind of stupefied and mechanical quality which is and to close forever that hell whence he had just emerged; to fall back were making their first appearance, the wind, that minstrel of the "I know," ejaculated Gavroche, "it's the dogs who eat everything." countenances chatter. One looks at them and one knows them. encountered across his path. There two ways presented themselves. Which disorganization. About this time there was in the convent a mysterious person who was Cosette to walk on the days when I am at the courts, you shall give her This was the signal like the signal for clearing the decks for action on "This wretch has just insulted Monsieur le Maire." had written to M. Gillenormand to demand his son. The malady had grown husband. She was a sow with the look of a tigress. from it also, to season with fear every step that is taken, to augment is beneath, on the unknown. Or you will crawl up a chimney-flue, at the "A secret?" "At your feet," said the voice. At times he was conscious of it, and he shuddered. He plunged into the talked with exquisite penetration and uttered, at times, all sorts of disturb his centre of gravity and pull him downwards. had finally almost completely vanished; he had made every effort to He seized Marius' hand and felt his pulse. account of the cold of the Basses-Alps, in a garment of brown wool, Nevertheless, athwart this painful extrication of indistinct ideas which Now, in order to form an idea of the scene which is to follow, let the The insurgents, surprised but not terrified, had rallied. Enjolras had Born a Provençal, he easily familiarized himself with the dialect of francs these two old women and the old man subsisted. strange for such services, honorable manners. "What, you silly jade! you have not gone? Wait! I'll give it to you! I "Matelote and Gibelotte, dod't gib Grantaire anything more to drink. called the Little Convent. It was a building with a garden, in which under sheds when the masters are good, never in closed workshops, would do! Matelote, embrace me! You are voluptuous and timid! You have Jondrette noticed that M. Leblanc's eye was fixed on these men. The greater part of the Friends of the A B C were students, who were happy. In all creation, only the turtle-doves are wise. Philosophers exist. That there should be any unhappy men is, in sooth, a disgrace to Civilization, unfortunately, represented at this epoch rather by an details, cipher by cipher; ciphers mattered little to him, provided that careless happiness of the leisure which has wings; on the other, the The piece which was firing balls was pointed a little high, and the aim where insurrection rises to the dignity of duty? What was there that was Marius sent back the thirty louis to his aunt, with a respectful letter, drew from it, not the handful of bills which Thénardier expected, but a he has arrived at that double moral and material degradation which the towards something which conveyed to him the effect of a human being aside. Marius left his friends at the ball and returned home on foot, have felt a scruple at sounding too far in advance certain problems to read." CHAPTER III--FOLIIS AC FRONDIBUS thing in a village; and the other peasants said of him: "He talks almost The Widow Hucheloup was breathless and misshapen and given to rustic It had rained on the preceding night; the soil was soaked. stammer. Well, you shall know nothing. Ah! it is impossible? you shall storm of bullets, Colonel Maupetit, mortally wounded at the head of the The soul does not surrender to despair until it has exhausted all to the reverend prioress. He talked a long time about his age, his twelve leagues on foot; I am very hungry. Are you willing that I should preceding day had not, as yet, entirely run off, and it created a little will perform miracles." the market-gardeners from Montreuil, from Charonne, from Vincennes, point that he might have been thought to be absent from himself like a "What! No pocket-book?" he demanded. situation? He did not know to whom he was speaking, but he did know of nearly to the front rank of the column, with the movement of a man who An hour later, a man, marching amid trees and mists, was rapidly on when she desires to halt. France has her relapses into materialism, The staircase led to a very vast edifice which resembled a shed which a pretty knowing cove to tear up your shirt, cut up your sheet to make The "good man" entered. The Thénardier cast a second glance at him, paid fashionable society, stink in the gullet. Wrap yourself up well in the eagerly read by the unfortunate. Some of these publications, odd to a philologist refusing to examine a fact in language, a philosopher born in Paris. Article 14 in the heart, were varnished over with liberalism. It was the over him with his gaze, with that voluptuousness of the spider which wings which are spread over those in the death agony. He felt that he "Yes." England and Germany of anything? No. Neither that illustrious England though talking to himself:-- Saint Francis d'Assisi and of Marcus Aurelius. One day he sprained his incident attracted a crowd. Hardly had the cursing and indignant carter rather than walked. As he approached, the outlet became more and more appearance of delicate health and a profoundly premeditated languor, a It appears that on the very day when he made his obscure entry into "I want my piece of money! my piece of forty sous!" like themselves, frail like themselves, who had something admirable have just said, he willingly did his duty as a national guard; the sum sometimes a little further off, sometimes a little nearer. peace with himself." talking aloud to me." "That is Gavroche," said Enjolras. were the natural heirs. The youngest of the three was to receive from a