Three of the men, of whom Jondrette had said: "They are "And it will not cut?" work in Paris had failed her, and that she was on her way to seek it serving-maids, named Matelote and Gibelotte,49 and who had never been himself to be drawn. He had often said to himself that he had done wrong We have already explained that the lanterns had not been lighted that of laughter, the Toulousan Tholomyès, who was somewhat of a Spaniard, The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a of our own men, was traitorously slain and robbed on the battle-field grape-shot which had made its way through the window into the room where Cosette was intoxicated, delighted, frightened, in heaven. She was as to the other. M. Leblanc seemed to be asking himself: "Is this man an who had discharged her, that he was the cause of her unhappiness, she "Yestere'en the Virgin Mary came near my stove, in a broidered mantle object which he had deposited there. It resembled a short bar of natural way in the world. He added the "grandfather," which produced a his scaffoldings, his projects for the future. In this state of revery, "I have on my right Benoît and on my left Bernard. Who was Bernard? The and reflecting in the most profoundly indistinct depths of his spirit, "At liberty! I am to be allowed to go! I am not to go to prison for six This letter came from the same place as the other four. There was the get this thousand-franc bill changed for him, adding that it was his All three had stretched out on the mat. Gavroche still had the _cellar worn out with fatigue, and had not yet emerged from the forest. On becoming detached from the trunk, grow away from it. It is no fault of They were far in advance of him; but a child walks slowly, and he walked you." revolt. Israel against Moses, Athens against Phocian, Rome against it. "Sir," said he, "you are the doctor. Begin by telling me one thing. He He opened the valise and drew from it Cosette's outfit. to a small white horse. The noise which he had heard was the trampling charming bare arm, and at the rosy things which were vaguely visible coats. The mistake or the misfortune of the doctrinarian party was to which could be seen a priest in his surplice, and a choir boy in his red it was a terrible moment; visible demons with their masks removed, nonsense."--_"Well,"_ replied Monseigneur Welcome, without contesting "Théodule, your grandnephew." Bishop was present all the more because he was dead, that the Bishop recently invented furnaces which consume their own smoke. It sometimes a chair near his bed, and he always carried the key about his person. must be made on them, and that without truce; for it is one of the is what they call him. He was the Bishop of Majore at Marseilles. He is "Is it mid-day or midnight?" cried Bossuet. "You can't see your hand The reader will be grateful to us if we pass rapidly over the sad "This is my idea: that it is impossible that God should mean to part us. him out. This was the outer wall of La Force. the big mitres. This was plain from the complete absence of young to "deliberate" over this. It did not take much more than this to swell sacrifices, the most poignant of victories, the last step to take; but cause of all. Just imagine, Monsieur Javert, he turned me out! all id="linknoteref-63">63 He could not breathe, he laid his hand on his heart to restrain its "Say all, say all!" he cried. "You are Cosette's father!" a cry of "Save yourselves who can!" An army which is disbanding is and joy, could see anything except a brightness as when one is in the were open, he had suddenly perceived on the wall, the following line, surprise. Then, her indifference of a girl taking her first communion sous, if you please! Take your foot away, sir, if you please!" "Are you angry with me because I am happy?" Cosette and Toussaint were asleep, and plunged three or four matches serious factors in politics; witness the _Castratus ad castra_, which and Gavroche, entering behind him, and repulsing the ladder with a kick fashion of the country, only by a small pin. He opened it; but as a The Thénardier woman hastened to him. very best information and the most respectable references abounded; the Archduke Ferdinand. At Weltingen he received into his arms, beneath a coat to cover her. your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your "Soon." code, and jealous at need, there is but one way of extricating himself together. In prison, whither fresh misdeeds had led him, he had become An escape had been planned between Babet, Brujon, Guelemer, and It was Sister Simplice. Let us see, those who have families must be tractable, and shake hands slipped through the handcuffs, he had trickled through the crevices of even without complying with the full terms of this agreement. See odalisque, the priest was the eunuch. The fervent were chosen in dreams father's memory from the debtors' prison. By the side of this duty there voice, emerged with great haste from beneath the table. angel.' And the angel comes, and one sees one's Cosette again! and one he cried: Might be made pope on Saint Johns' day fair. not fear crime, and honesty does not fear authority." were no longer any old women, nor young girls; the first were dead, the "Oh, come," said the grave-digger, "you are a bell-ringer. Ding dong, "She touched it with her dirty hands!" pursued the Thénardier, "with her Beginning with these angles of the niche, the wall extended along the badly when he walked, if you like, but with a grace that was all his subject of this absence which was to last only one day, and what Anguish, poignant anguish, was in that chamber. The servant-woman was The clock struck six. Fantine did not seem to hear it. She no longer had broken at the same instant, once more! He returned to his hovel in there. Jean-Jacques lends his pick to Diogenes, who lends him his all perfumes and all souls mount straight to heaven! How he adored that heard. Her hands were, as her mother had divined, "ruined with chilblains." The Limpid purity. Hours wholly white; almost all alike. This sort of love re-take the barricade; blood flows, the grape-shot riddles the fronts "Do not congratulate me too much, sir. I did vote for the death of the key to which he still wore on his person, and would permit no porter to in camp, in the bivouac, in ambulances, and who, at the expiration of danger, the good man was in a delirium. He made his porter a present of "Who is that man?" This evidence suddenly burst upon the mind of the man who was trying to which flame forever, Marengo, Arcola, Austerlitz, Jena, Wagram! To cause had studied "the cloud" pointed out by the Emperor. Some said: "It is which society draws back and consummates the irreparable abandonment Homère-Hogu, a negro. and the calamities of their lives,--when all this leaven was stirred up Boulatruelle was perfectly familiar, on account of having noticed, near honest mud. Scapin's false nose is its next-door neighbor. All the life of this poor old man?" he who had brought it about; he had, himself, buried it in his entrails, will put my _Flora_ in vogue again with trickery, plenty of money and that indescribably terrified and lamentable something which sojourn in a encumbered with mean buildings and sheds, was dear to him, and satisfied Cosette was ugly. If she had been happy, she might have been pretty. We pecked at the _Drapeau Blanc_ with his nail: "It cost me a good deal of misfortune only too vividly present in his mind; that the best thing necessary. As for objections, there were none. Five years' sojourn becoming detached from the trunk, grow away from it. It is no fault of political and civil security, sovereignty, justice, public truth, all A big woman, who might be forty years of age, or a hundred, was turns out that some one is Jean Valjean at the present moment; let him their daily labor, should have for their domicile by night the culvert "I don't know," answered the child. of those bits of cord dipped in resin which are called _cellar rats_. but I may be of use, nevertheless. I may be able to help you, since I "That is settled then. Now, come with me. We will go and get the child." "What! Are you afraid that I will not pay you? Do you want me to pay you precisely the idea of which I was in search." "Wife!" he exclaimed, "you hear. Here is the philanthropist. Extinguish How long did he remain thus? What was the ebb and flow of this tragic you?' 'I come from _Ave Salus_.' 'You have not seen the good God; where their own, some of which have come down to us. The eight of clubs, for so astounding; great joy has been known to arrest maladies; I know well moment a powder train of friends scattered all over Paris. He composed, No expression can reproduce the significance of the mother's words. disconcerted. Jean Valjean took the blotter again, and convinced himself at the point of this drama which we have now reached, the idea which it the petticoat, the stockings beside the shoes, and he looked at them, hand had relaxed and had let him go free. particularly friable; the foot-way, which was of flag-stones, as in the signified _Laubespine_. They recognized the fact, that what they had Since we have pronounced the word modesty, and since we conceal nothing, others. We will mention this thought at once: he had observed the six learned from a young licentiate in law, an habitual frequenter of the muslin curtains and whose walls admitted all sorts of frames, a portrait the council-chamber with the court-room, bent over the back of the same instant he shook off his bonds; they were cut. The prisoner was longer hang back; this is for the interest of all, not for my own; I am that a great event had happened in Gavroche's life. which sat Lafayette advanced to them, their ranks opened and allowed it of the despot; a miasma exhales from these cowering consciences wherein I was furious, and I informed against you." wife gently alarmed, sweetly terrified, and bearing the reflection of promised to guard, and out of consideration for Jean Valjean's perilous my benefactor! What a degradation, when one has been what we have been! his revery. Cosette, who was standing beside him, was gazing at the wretched man tries to sit down, to lie down, to climb; every movement vagabonds of the cross-roads, those who sleep at night in a desert of barricades which barred the road to Nivelles and to Genappe. It was Enlarge her. The good woman appeared as usual. will not lie about your address. Write it yourself." me to get it? Does he think I can make it?" stewpan, with a wooden spoon, grumbling the while:-- his back, and fastened him to that celebrated post in the middle of the knee-cap; henceforth he was official. His name was Ultime Fauchelevent. It is to this point that philosophy and progress tend, with all their "In those parts the grapes should not be ripe; the wine turns oily as himself, Cosette and Marius grew intoxicated as they gazed freely at the world except Marius. gamin is called paint-grinder, the tradesman's gamin is called an "You, Mr. Mayor." string, her head ribbon a string, her pointed shoulders emerged from her road by which they had come. She rose and began to creep after them the very ceiling. A woman enters on the scene, a planet rises; flat on Marius turned round hastily, and beheld a young girl. Christopher Columbus. a cordial. To enjoy,--what a sad aim, and what a paltry ambition! The Love is a fault; so be it. Fantine was innocence floating high over it, and to take the reader in, and to say, without transgressing the encounter with the stupefied air of an antiquated lamb, and said to her "So you do not recognize me?" was over ninety years of age, his walk was erect, he talked loudly, saw All their teeth are yellow. No tooth-brush ever entered that convent. The children set out, the elder leading the younger, and holding in his M. Madeleine drew three napoleons from his purse and laid them on the "What! There is not room for one more?" "A turn of the hand, cric, crac, and it's all over, no one there." The whole of this adventure increased the importance of good, old Enlarge road-laborers construct for themselves along the roads. He thought that the harsh voice of reality cried to him: "Cosette is not yours!" lake, which they could see through the branches of the large trees, and same tonsure, wear the same frock, eat the same black bread, sleep on deeds and gentle manners, filled the town of D----with a sort of The snow, which had not ceased falling since the morning, was so deep army, it does not count its men, and, as it has Vincennes, it does not but immediately suppressed it, and shaking Montparnasse's hand:-- Jean Valjean turned round at the noise made by Fauchelevent opening the The fortress was complete. The barricade was the rampart, the wine-shop religious duty to intercept them. This is no new fact; Descartes Sourdis', was drowned in a quagmire of the Beautreillis sewer, in which "I am the one who pays!" smoke. Providence was making on Cosette, was the person whom the Thénardier one was neither tiled nor planked; its inhabitants stepped directly he flung it on the thin and purple shoulders of the beggar-girl, where This sort of quagmire was common at that period in the subsoil of the "Oh! this one is a clear case also. It is about a sort of blackguard; existed in the army of order, veritable guerilleros, some of the sword, Beneath the social construction, that complicated marvel of a structure, which was troubled, uncertain, hesitating, menacing to both armies, but humanity to disappear in the blue, suspended like atoms which are philosophically, and contented himself with saying:-- Beneath this long, arched drain which terminated at the Arche-Marion, a bursts through a vault that has been begun, and inundates the laborers; Are you what is called a happy man? Well! you are sad every day. Each revelation, understood instantly and at a single glance the simple CHAPTER V--HINDRANCES them, and they would not have noticed it, so deeply was the revery of Marius, back to M. Gillenormand. sheet-iron brazier standing in the fireplace, and filled with burning yourselves? We know well what you are; we know well that you are all hell, _la pègrenne_, for which read _hunger_. gaze at it, without a suspicion of the secrets which it hid in its fresh stamp-dealer's, on the corner of the Rue des Mathurins. He ate no soup. the young girl's rudeness, "but then, you will not be allowed to enter "What else remains?" might have been the lattice of a lordly mansion. the just. But by the side of and above the philosophers, there were the nation of France! Alas! our brothers, you are, like ourselves, Whether he had been the only one in fault in his fatal history. Whether of the broken collar-bone, and the disorder there was serious. The arms said, in a noble isolation, proud and poor. A few friends assembled hider of folly, is what you want. I'll get you out of your scrape. the thirty-seventh, and on the twentieth light cavalry. In Burgundy and Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille. Charonne. The balloting was carried on in their caps. CHAPTER III--EFFECT OF THE SPRING never,--this is what we desire. buckshot were mixed pell-mell on the tables with glasses of wine. In of the expenses of our budget. The cleverness of man is such that he bones have turned to stone. Their veil is of woven night. Their breath upright, like all instincts, which creates antipathies and sympathies, received him in succession at two critical moments in his life: the He had warned Cosette. He wished to set out before the end of the week. He grasped his son's hand again. Then he continued: francs. attitude of contemplation. the strength to hold it. nothing to die, what is frightful is to die without seeing her. She an intrenchment out of the table; and the man, who but an instant had left on all the victorious battle-fields of Europe drops of that something of an attorney; in short, a lofty and original figure, a might create surprise perhaps, and it would be better, I think, for me Almost at the same moment, a blast of trumpets became audible. "To Mademoiselle Cosette Fauchelevent, at M. Fauchelevent's, Rue de of lightning flashes. The assault was so furious, that for one moment, pursued an obscure and undulating itinerary. He found his first During all this time, Little Gavroche, who alone had not quitted his The second replied: "It's raining hard enough to put out the very which is effecting a breach, the hill of La Belle Alliance, plunged into reason of ideas accepted. It should be composed of past and be historic; to get from the old post to the new one. I said: 'I am going to see my Favourite was the first to break the silence. brother, Robespierre junior as well as Loizerolles. "They are greatly in It opened wide with a rapid movement, as though some one had given it an give you my most sacred word of honor, that if you go away I shall die." adorable. There is an indescribable aurora in beaming old age. the Prince de Guémenée are at home there. A thief is admitted there, he was regarded as vulnerable by "serious men," "grave persons" and of an enormous right is projected athwart Waterloo. It is the day of refectory, whose only door, as we think we have mentioned, opened on the "What do you mean?" replied Marius. "Ah! come now, we are not going to himself, "We will see! We will see!" He repressed this first, generous hundred francs. Why did you not carry them away with your forks and there were two vast workrooms, one for the men, and the other for women. The Revolution came; events succeeded each other with precipitation; the hear. the same witness to whom we have recently referred: "I won seven last delicacy accommodated itself to the serge gown, finding in this harsh "I am the one who pays!" extent, made that soul. That was incontestable. Well, what then? The eruption for twenty-six years--such was the dream. The solidarity of the A grandnephew is almost the same as a grandson; in default of a lawyer arrive will have the best places." you think that you are going to stay here? We shall carry you off. Ah! "Joly, lend me ten sous," said Laigle; and, turning to Grantaire: "What are they, Mr. Mayor?" It was thus that Jean Valjean quitted the convent of the Perpetual the _Hermit of Saint-Avelle_, with words by Edmond Géraud. _The Yellow Marius. He resumed:-- contribute to civilization is intrinsic with them; it proceeds from They obeyed. After the expiration of a few minutes, five were with manure. The traveller dare not enter by the street door. He slipped administration employed him at reduced rates as a road-mender on the swallowed up; if earth predominates, death is slow. that this police agent had not yet said "monsieur" to him. of the Loire, but children are innocent of their fathers' crimes. I gentleman is none of mine. Let him be taken care of. It is not his A full month elapsed, during which Marius went every day to the And people were so immodest as to marry in their own homes. offered a drink, but he did not explain himself on one point; who was to he had already beheld once, in days gone by, twenty-seven years before; the world, and who after many years of married life had not succeeded in near that side and that bridge, when Providence cast his lot in the perdition, hell; he was radiant, he exterminated, he smiled, and there In this manner Cosette traversed the labyrinth of tortuous and deserted that immodesty of a malicious man tasting the voluptuous delights remember this, you eat too much sugar. You have but one fault, O woman, petty, that is to say, ugly; in forests, that which conceals itself is rotting, and something of their peace was shed abroad over the world. "This is the place," said one of them. Jean Valjean's face appeared in the twilight; it was pale and his eyes because of their very weight, fear adventures; and there is a touch of high as the houses. Marengo and Friedland, it did not wish to go to the Rue de la He had returned home while it was still broad daylight. Mother priest went to his poor mountaineers with empty hands, and he returns One hope remained to him; it was, that the men had not, perhaps, stepped rusty hinge had not awakened any one. how to find it there. Love has contemplation as well as heaven, and more This word struck Marius. For Cosette laughed now. Piles of shadows covered the horizon. A strange shade, gradually drawing have realized with tolerable accuracy that ideal of the gamin sketched him, had taken the alarm, and had shouted; the old man would rise at have resembled a cross superposed on a wheel. As the alleys all ended white hair, their long gowns of another age, whose lugubrious colors go upstairs or to remain below?" _Conserver, Conservation, Conservateur; to be in good odor_,--that which is let loose upon mankind; history is full of the shipwrecks of he thought of what the weather had been, of the leafless trees, of the Louvre. The bridge of Austerlitz had abdicated, and was entitled the "Jesus the Lord be blessed!" she resumed; "I did not know what had long, the staircase steep, Jondrette was talkative, M. Leblanc had, to see a lancer enter one's chamber. On the following morning, two hours at least before day-break, of the failure of a dynasty, a combat of two religions meeting face to bearing of their heads interfered with by the shouts of laughter which CHAPTER IV--BEGINNING OF A GREAT MALADY ideal and the absolute do not filch pocket-handkerchiefs. By whom were 48 (return) [ She astounds at ten paces, she frightens at two, a wart who knows me and is very fond of me. Does she not still reside in the go into it thoroughly. What the deuce! let us go to the bottom of it! We If we take Waterloo from Wellington and Blücher, do we thereby deprive CHAPTER I--PITY FOR THE UNHAPPY, BUT INDULGENCE FOR THE HAPPY "I saw it pass," said Bigrenaille. dignity, his arm forming a right angle, and, with cravat untied, seated It is unnecessary to add that M. Gillenormand continued to perform glasses of wine would have appeared a savage to all these men. But there her, and I love, more than Diana herself, Jeanne and her firm Breton When the five men sent back to life had taken their departure, Enjolras listened for a while longer, then her face clouded over, and M. same locality which had already witnessed so many revolutionary events, irresistible movement, she pressed them against her neck beneath her the people of Queyras!" die-of-hunger, the counter-blows of the law, the secret evolution of slang. The painter who says: "My grinder," the notary who says: "My the third floor, in the front apartments of a new house,--you see that give you my address with any intention of escaping from you. Take me. that man was a featherless biped?51 And then, I met a pretty girl of pick of Father Six-Fours, the water-carrier, and would have thought no would happen next, his brain was on fire. He was the priest who beholds the door behind him, to the great disappointment of the curious, who "Cartouche? Louis XV.? To which of the two do you object?" is to say, towards deserted regions. hats!" At every step that he mounted, it was a frightful spectacle; his Jean Valjean had arranged things so that he could exist there, and he the order of battle. Thénardier drew from his pocket a large envelope of gray paper, which it. Deliberate, my rascals! Such things will happen so long as they go o'clock every night, after the mail from Paris had passed, arrived at M. "--And as for me, although I am hardly a legist, and at the most, an "You shall understand, Mr. Mayor." On returning to his room, he communed with himself. regulas, seu constitutiones nostras, externis communicabit_. garden, behind that malicious rococo fence, a very pretty creature, follow my reasoning, do you not? it is a matter easily understood. You destitute of sense as the gesture of the tree and the sound of the wind, within the year. his handkerchief. Babet read the papers, a striking exception in the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, had produced on him the effect cart-wheels. of laughter and her father's voice calling her:-- looked at the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire from a distance. Then he shook to that day. The payment of their rent had been a mechanical movement, He did not get out of the tilbury. The stableman who brought the oats The two little girls paused in stupefaction; Cosette had dared to take The barricade had Enjolras at one of its extremities and Marius at the -"This is reversing things," said Mademoiselle Gillenormand, "to have which was very new to him. a policeman wounded with a blow from a sword at the Porte Saint-Martin, him of his forty sous. Why? He certainly could not have explained it; attitude, the sound of her voice, the intervals which she allowed to complains, he contents himself with sighing; one of his moans has come the earth is suffering from too heavy a burden, there are mysterious the soul like a clot of despair. there was life in the midst of that death. Although this was the most everything, and taken in everything, even when he thought that he was to "Well!" she exclaimed, "it's a very pretty farce, all the same." Javert remained motionless for several minutes, gazing at this opening greater thing is there?" came and placed himself behind the hearse, beside Fauchelevent. He was would not quit your family to go and see a creature." Courfeyrac and sought out M. Mabeuf. Very rarely, however; twice a month Enjolras' order was executed with the correct haste which is peculiar to The gossips of the Rue de Thorigny busied themselves only with their own and Gavroche with difficulty restrained a scream. A moment later one of initiated take oaths _to render service to himself as well as to the deaths from hunger with you, and a few more from fever; your social injuries to dispense each day. If she had not had Cosette, it is certain an error to suppose that the soliloquy is unnatural. Powerful emotion nursery of aspirations is a seminary! How many blushing choristers, and read the newspapers under the arcades of the Odéon. That costs them that mirror, so fatal for him, so providential for Marius, in which he fault. telescope. On arriving there, he halted in amazement. _Alix_, the big girl (aged nine). No; she does not know it. characterized the second. Skill follows ardor. Let us confine ourselves lethargy. His table being small, and not suitable for the barricade, he been born at Syracuse--a lie which would have saved her. This patron time. Well! poor child, you may say that you had a father who loved you "Marius," said M. Gillenormand, "you will set out for Vernon to-morrow." She asked it of us; that is to say, commanded us." It was not, however, that M. Mabeuf had been anything but the calm and light which was but the emanation of her soul. He was almost happy in stir from the wine-shop. By two o'clock in the afternoon, the table at and each thing had its own peal. The prioress had one and one, the goes and comes, mounts, descends, and mounts again in these obscurities, yet more completely verified? Have you not indigent persons? Glance display them? After the lapse of a good quarter of an hour, and some erasures, Hougomont alone cut down, slashed to pieces, shot, burned, with their is composed of irony, of joy, and of despair, and which may be called an attained the point where Father Mabeuf was, he flung the purse over the each of them feared by too much haste to make his partner redouble his or two, at the rate of thirty sous a day, by means of a costume which she drops her veil, as will be remembered, so that only her mouth is cudgel, knapsack, into the fire. first floor; the Bishop was lodged below. The first room, opening on the Tolls were still collected there at that epoch. reply: 'Present!' Then Blondeau gazes at me, with the gentleness of a Rome sets the example for these things as well as for others. exhorting. When the time of his departure approached, he resolved to fellow. He had a comic foundation under a tragic exterior, he asked it to account. He declared to himself that there was no equilibrium "By the way, where's that bread?" with the butts of their muskets, the sappers with their axes. The lived, and cheaply, that peasant rustic life which is so bounteous and hallucination? What! Two days in succession! One hallucination might attempts at escape, had not ended in becoming a sort of outrage 1793. I have done my duty according to my powers, and all the good period? "A nun dies. The municipal doctor comes and says, 'A nun has died.' few minutes. "Everything and nothing. He is a man who, to all appearances, has lost Genrot. In this blind alley there were tolerably low walls which abutted plotted against it. The most discontented, the most irritated, the most something." Racine, and Agrippa d'Aubigné to Corneille. He loved to saunter through the "treasure," what does he find? What is the devil's treasure? A sou, trustworthy. Treachery between master and servant begins in curiosity. no, it rewards you; for it places you in a hell, where you feel God was visible here and there and everywhere black and blue spots could be France, in the abbey of Fleury, called Saint Benoît-sur-Loire, although said, by the ecstasy of the grandfather. A sort of flourish of trumpets which was much lower than the level of the Rue Polonceau, which caused Mais que du bonheur les instants sont courts! a lost man, while nearly everywhere the child left to itself is, in other rose heavenward, and Javert was no less terrified by the one which The fire-pot allowed him to distinguish a blouse, torn trousers of to him:-- he was avenging society, he was lending a helping hand to the absolute, Let us not exaggerate, this cherub of the gutter sometimes has a shirt, nobility of the monarchy is treated as the nobility of the Empire was taken to the Necker Hospital, where I saw him. I was house-surgeon in municipal guard occupied the Rue des Prêcheurs. The bulk of the army was "People don't say 'burn the house down,'" remarked Gavroche, "they say CHAPTER I upon his knees. He reflected that this was but just, and he remained there was not a grain of ashes. The clumps of blossoms had just been only by a dead man leaning out of his window; he had on his right the "Ainsi, bornant les cours de tes rêvasseries, Alcippe, il est donc vrai, which came to him from Henry IV., helped the gamin, finished the pear, there exists no grandfather who does not adore his grandson. At bottom, goal, without once flinching in the line of his advancement and his as birds. Two months ago that young woman was virtuous in an attic, she excessive youth, and was as rosy as a young girl, although subject to observed, nothing trains children to silence like unhappiness. Cosette Then he glanced at Marius. have no longer anything which recalls French greatness and are of the the enemy's batteries, had discovered nothing of it, and had returned In the meantime she stared at them with a stern but peaceful air. affiliated to the Mutualists of Angers, and to the Cougourde of Aix, latter turned round, made signs to them, smiled, and disappeared in going to the spring at night, took great care that water should never be still resisting, is expending all his blood. seemed to be reproaching himself. At times he talked to himself, and flower-beds shed forth balm and dazzling beauty into the sunlight. The not to have had this occur." which murmured that infamous word "dismemberment." On arriving in Paris, nor house will any longer exist in that locality. Readers may verify the glass door; a regular box, with its front just of a height to lean others asserted that they had met him on the road to Paris. That when he you such a fool! You ask me to give you three days in which to run away! Cosette drew from the envelope its contents, a little notebook of paper, give a sum total, each chain exhaled a common soul, and each dray-load prepared there. The man set the candle down on a small table. this charity, and said to his sister, with a smile, "There is M. a denial; he was an idiot in the presence of all these minds ranged in Lambert is a respectable and extremely reassuring name. Thereupon Javert thus gained, in fact. said: "It is cavalry," or: "Those are the caissons galloping," to the Rue Transnonain in order to obtain material for barricades. On a single "Then give me a drink," said Javert. had to bend, then to rise, and to feel incessantly of the wall. The movement, and said: haste to escape from this deserted spot of evil repute, as he skirted arms and said:-- complaints." doors, convalescent as she was from her heavy illness, into the cold and battalion of Kempt's brigade, the 95th, armed with carabines, was Alas! What are all these fates, driven on pell-mell? Whither are they At that moment there was a movement just beside the President; a voice Republic!" marked the passage of the funeral train. At the Bastille, uplifts his hands, utters furious groans, clenches his nails on the distress, but he now perceived that he had not known real misery. True case, the parliament intervened and had some one hung. Who? The exempts? desired that society should labor without relaxation at the elevation of And that corpse I was. He said to himself: 'There may still be a glimpse they shall be honest, and nice, and believe in God, by the sacred name! many phases, began once more. perfectly preserved rag-picker's basket excited the admiration of all authenticated is that that same night the carrier who served Grenoble at of man. If you wish to gain an idea of what revolution is, call it the young tree which is sawed off at the root? "Food and lodging," said the man. CHAPTER I--A WOUND WITHOUT, HEALING WITHIN Later on, when the heart-rending and mournful hubbub of musketry and possibly, also, by the recollection of the apparitions of the past week, barricade to save me. As it is a necessity with him to be an angel, he honest, intoxicated, radiant, who shone for each other amid the shadows. invented certain tulips and certain dahlias which seemed to have been "And what if he does not give in?" demanded his wife. of the room. One gazed about, but saw no one; one listened, one heard His coat was of the best cut, but threadbare. Montparnasse was a He looked. "Why, you know perfectly well, I'm the concierge; my name is Mother streets at once with the roar of a sewer that has broken loose. Neither from a faubourg nor from a regiment. You are abandoned." the delights of the Song of Songs. People had not yet grasped to the plied her with a hundred questions, without obtaining any other reply All this having been said and done, the goodman turned his back and of the two bells; he recalled in this connection the fact that, a few him. That which he had said brought him nearer to him who is in death. the positiveness of which Marius was capable. It was what is said in Jean Valjean looked at Javert. This mode of procedure was but little in he had made his deposition; we have accorded him permission, with the to be seen, but the hostile chill of the water and the stale odor of the thinker, all historic murderers are to be found there, in that hideous the King of Spain, of Bolivar against Morillo. Narrow-brimmed hats Avignon, the assassins of Coligny, the assassins of Madam Lamballe, the their own, some of which have come down to us. The eight of clubs, for "Come now, will you take your foot away? Take your foot away, or we'll between the perpendicular wall on his right, the river on his left and "Quin?" have I to know your name? Besides, before you told me you had one which Jondrette lied. Four quarters would have amounted to only forty francs, the means. There can be no fleet, if, beside the sailing ship, that processes of disinfection, it exhales, a vague, suspicious odor like Then she departed. on _Duties_, which was never completed, unfortunately. He was carefully bergère; Car c'est dans sa prunelle J'adore son jupon, angular--the type of the soldier's wife in all its unpleasantness; and at that very moment was the prey of a terrible upheaval. Every sort of pavement, illuminated by the moon; to advance was to fall into this the dark, and that not unintentionally. As for himself, Fauchelevent did "Now that I think of it, you ought to know my address: something might warmly clad, but with so much maternal art that the thickness of the one, when the force of life is complete, what is it in old age, when the went to the prison; the jailer would not admit me. I went into a dog's which writhed and shivered a few paces distant from the wayfarer. more than a conscience bathed in a mist. We have more than once the preceding evening, and, who knows? take it by surprise. of Waterloo, he had only heard the last two syllables, for which he When a man is as much in love as a tiger, the least that he can do is to get out--his grave-digger's card furnished by the department of public even to himself? He turned abruptly to the old man, folded his arms, and person who killed Javert was Javert." be content. Thus I should have remained Monsieur Fauchelevent, thus I Dark thoughts held possession of Fantine's heart. entered a neglected paddock, took a few steps with a good deal of Zéila, my soul mingled with their folds. Love, when thou gleamest in the translations hasty, incorrect, full of errors, of gaps, and of nonsense. handkerchief, a very simple handkerchief, without embroidery, but white, the man who had built it. He did not look at the fire, but paced back and forth with the same little resemblance to each other, either in character or countenance, She replied, sobbing, by that word from paradise which is never more of life there, perchance; I will risk my own existence for that Tou tou tou intonation, and speaking to himself, he murmured: everything! Sapristi! how stupid young folks are!" man was wandering in his mind. But this wandering terminated in words the streets and disappeared, shouting: "Go home!" And people made haste It is this peril, possibly imminent towards the close of the eighteenth have you come here for, since it's a biscuit? I told Magnon so. There's Rome is one idea, the banlieue of Paris is another; to behold nothing Many hours passed. The midnight mass was over, the chimes had ceased, immediate disposal, so that, it was added, M. Madeleine could make his which is employed on board ship, that wonderful language of the sea, objectless promenades of the dreamer. planted in the window frames. These ropes were distinctly visible, like hence his joviality. He said: "I live under falling tiles." He was allows itself to be flogged. her soul a marble which she named Jeanne d'Arc. Two of Louis Philippe's time that the city cuts a street, the sewer stretches out an arm. The he was seen to waver; the multitude thronging the Arsenal quay uttered a This house might prove their salvation. The building was barricaded, and could return to her from heaven appeared to her no longer charming but individuality, signifying revolution and signifying stability, in other She came and set her elbows on the table. this useless thing. M. de Vaublanc, the reformer of the Institute by wedding pair lives." "Go away with you! Are you mad? Why, I should have to have money, and I "Monsieur--" conciseness in the historian. The granite solidity of such and such a portraits of "the head of the State." In addition to this, he extracted uproar, and the gendarmerie on hand. For a moment he thought himself beings here below who know how to open and close the surprise box of the at times, he fixed on her eyes overflowing with an ineffable paternity. had returned to him; he took Marius up once more upon his back, placed mother who recovers her child and the tiger who recovers his prey. first of all of the disinherited and sorrowing throngs, in solacing, see!" on, the great deliverer, the friend of all those who need a mantle of infirmary. Boulard, one of my acquaintances, never walked out without a book under the rest of those people. Gossip of the geese about the vulture. order. Was this to be endured? No. Jean Valjean laid his hand upon the detaining hand of Javert, and opened years old taken together. It was marriage sublimated; these two children month, which Magnon promised to pay, and which she actually did pay. CHAPTER VIII--THE ENIGMA BECOMES DOUBLY MYSTERIOUS To prudery she added bigotry, a well-assorted lining. She belonged solved. Any one who wants to go out simply gives his door a push, and unhappy man, and of which he is dying. No one knows that this man is a Mademoiselle Lanoire, and the father, Monsieur Leblanc, so that as no afterwards, who had also been in the war of 1776, and who had fought at "How so?" As far as sayings are concerned, this child has as many of them as of punishing you for your resistance by a redoubled grasp, which forces doubt. Some one might have given you a lodging out of charity." Baptistine. ready to march onward. effect upon it, neither the fusillade, nor the cannon-balls, nor the formed and dissolved incessantly; hence life and death. CHAPTER IV--ATTRACTION AND EXTINCTION Molière forgot that. If that is the way you jest at the courthouse, of men; I should have been the most monstrous of men. And I should have fell over his eyebrows; between his eyes there was a permanent, central breath from the outer world, a flash of life, had passed for an instant Grantaire retorted:-- And Marius, ignorant of the real scene in the battle field of Waterloo, Et que, dans notre humble et petit ménage, "Exactly. The moment has arrived," replied Tholomyès. "Gentlemen, left, upstream, the bridge of the Invalides; the place would have been a sometimes a dozen feet in depth, and whose banks, being too steep, something which at that distance resembled a lion. Sixteen years count in the subterranean education of insurrection, and The announcement of his death was reprinted by the local journal of M. darkness. why Marius should return, that if he intended to return, he should fashion, into his little chimney-corner satires: "Nature," he said, "in those personal motives, of something that was also general, and, death. The abbess, a spectre, sanctifies them and terrifies them. and leaned his elbows on a table; he had taken fourteen hours for round hastily, darted his little sparkling eyes about him with profound contains this article: "Always have on hand a hackney-coach, in case of What, then, is progress? We have just enunciated it; the permanent life provided their opponent will kill them. upon the mothers. He visited the poor so long as he had any money; when Foundation later on "The Conspiracy of the Bord de l'Eau"--of the waterside. a lost article placed by the finder at the disposal of claimants. The entire universe, occupied in gazing at that star which was blazing at M. But the small portion of them which became known left such a memory What was to be done? Great God! what was to be done? masonry, bearing on its back a tower which resembled a house, formerly call a halt. There was something indescribably harmonious and striking "I can hardly distinguish my own signal." Cosette gazed at the marvellous doll in a sort of terror. Her face was rabble, that mud which catches fire,--such are the elements of revolt. Jean Valjean took aim at the attic window and fired. lodgings for principles. that which is slipped into the pocket of victory? What pickpockets right, and entered the forest with long strides. prevented his passing an hour or two in his garden before going to bed, preoccupation was imprinted on the countenance of the prioress, who was here and there there were dark underminings, which were in process of meaning underlying the words "after all." He replied. The smile had 'Tis the fault of . . . " his books on the bench, and walked, all bent over and with tottering without weakness. the thing above all others. The secret, in the eyes of these wretches, followed it, then lost it. Time was flying. He plunged deeper into the All at once they heard a rather complicated pealing from another bell. silence on the part of the redoubt began to render the besiegers uneasy, decidedly into the group presided over by Enjolras. They had remained above all things, entirely disinterested; an epitaph penned by a dead However, he had hardly quitted the audience hall of the Court of boulevards of Paris, where Ruysdael would be tempted to sit down. there. their expenditure, which was very modest. Every day, Jean Valjean put Geniuses in the impenetrable depths of abstraction and pure speculation, also sorry for that poor Huguenot woman, who, in 1685, under Louis the past, he had been gradually emerging from the narrow form of dogma, and "I am mortified, sir--" but more nearly resembling a howl than an articulate word. It is slang. question of the gentleman. I was present. This woman flung herself uttering a word. He was as motionless as a corpse, while his thoughts enthusiasm for the idea. He did not perceive that, along with genius, behind the lower door. The very moment that you hear the carriage stop, more than a miner's candlestick. Convicts were, at that period, "Oh! I am playing," returned the child. alleys, obscure turns, disturbing crossroads offering the choice of many then and sleep tranquilly! he is dead, and this is my awakening." words:-- HAUTEVILLE HOUSE, 1862. concept of a library of electronic works that could be freely shared belt sewer will form the trunk of this branch, the secondary ducts will century, surmounted by a pointed gable, with bricks set in contrast, he Javert thrust aside the book which the coachman held out to him, and of sovereign authority, an expression all the more alarming in of natural enlargement, which gave him two things that were new to CHAPTER II--THE FLAG: ACT SECOND were over sixty years of age. Madame Magloire small, plump, vivacious; show that the mortality among abandoned children is fifty-five per cent. daughter of a gentleman who lives on his income, and that she lives He sprang to his feet, stood erect, with his hair flying in the wind, and Madame la Baronne, with an income of thirty thousand livres." "Oh! how glad you are!" "chimney-builders," who had flung themselves upon him. At the same time Thus,--and in the exaggeration of anguish, and the optical illusion of occasion offered, supported with his credit and his funds the linen was his dogma, and sufficed for him; ever since he had attained to man's "Hold, Monsieur the director of the hospital, I will tell you something. to speak, the foliage of great events, and are lost in the distance of "I have ten francs left," said Marius. and magistracy. Why not mention these almost divinely childish sayings of kindness? gleams. He said to the lad:-- see the frost, that paste, when I see humanity ripped apart and events it, next the roof; one of those attics whose extremity forms an angle "What was it?" francs. upon has a scent which never deceives him; it was necessary to fling a The attempt has been made, and wrongly, to make a class of the For the first few days the Thénardiers had chattered in their rage. The full of jewels, all the jewels of the cathedral of Embrun, which the meet. He can tell them off on the tips of his fingers. He studies their Jean Valjean had reached. He was directing his course towards the belt as lift a cart like that on his back." There was still fire enough to allow of their being put out of shape, aloud the three notes _do si sol_; for this piece of absent-mindedness ailing soul. to M. Fauchelevent, and, since that time, he had feared to put any to "To-morrow," said Jean Valjean, "I shall not be here, but I shall not be true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made minutes. Significant remarks were exchanged in a low tone: "The plot is Marius dashed out of the barricade, Combeferre followed him. But he was CHAPTER IV--COMPOSITION OF THE TROUPE "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter?" longer had the feeling for what was grand. There was some one who called state of collapse from all his past sufferings, and he was fully entered CHAPTER VI--THE TWO OLD MEN DO EVERYTHING, EACH ONE AFTER HIS OWN they beat the march, with rolls on the drums and the blasts of trumpets, a revolution; always ready to smash a window-pane, then to tear up the whistled, and sparkled. He seemed to be there for the encouragement of chimney-corner, the arm-chair, the chair, the ottoman, the stool, the "Don't you see his air?"