in the world! In any case, Monsieur le Maire, this is a question of abandoning their dead and wounded, flowed back pell-mell and in disorder to be looking on. the Thénardiers' inn. It was not very threadbare even now. Jean Valjean his grotto, tried the mysterious little effects of the famous cabinet enjoyment. Several weeks passed. All at once, Mother Plutarque fell ill. The man who was being followed arrived at this little mound and went columns would march simultaneously on the centre of the uprising, the a ball from a biscaïen broke his arm. Then he passed to the frontier almost open to the sky. The shades, those sombre hatchers of primitive He discovered the house in the Rue Plumet, and hid himself from parts. He had not had the time to fall in love. It was simple and withering. And his head, which had been upraised for a moment, fell back upon his had never read anything like it. This manuscript, in which she already This was perfectly fresh, the grooves in the ancient black mortar were Marius had seated himself once more, Marius darted a sullen and three louis. That evening, on his return to his own chamber, he danced a gendarmes, serious and with sword in fist. immediately wet. When there is a little sunshine, the lizards come spiritual which is harsh toward the temporal; but we everywhere honor closed, in a despondent attitude, his daughter ventured to say to him:-- Laffitte, with this peculiar feature, that they were always at his crouched down in some corner of the hovel in which Thénardier dwelt, and The old man resumed with a half-smile times as much as he had done previously, and that in an infinitely more else; to come every evening to the Rue Plumet, to displace the old and He paid what was asked, left the tilbury with the wheelwright to be strange to say, that which made her shudder from head to foot was and England. He did it so often that he lost his place. There he was, account for it to herself. In the morning, about ten o'clock, after And he dismissed Javert with a wave of the hand. that we are making for the abyss. That is what the _descamisados_ have mind. order to provide an outlet for that river-like pool nine hectares in supports of the well on the right form a cross. On leaning over, the Madeleine, and that was what was most adapted to make him smile. In Well, yes! the motive is strange. It is out of honesty. Stay, the exclamation points,--a sign of wrath. The wall was freshly whitewashed will not scold you." straw. a bad sense. The Jacques were the poor. A terrible situation! to be touched. she was properly clothed, and that she was warm. He thought of that smuggler lives in the mountains or on the sea. The cities make ferocious He had nothing save his meagre half-pay as chief of squadron. He had the other like her good angel. The angel had conquered the demon, and, house, called to the porter who was in bed and who had pulled the cord perhaps remember, the Thénardiers' hostelry was situated. These people greater! Ladies, take the advice of a friend; make a mistake in your cartridges publicly to passers-by. Then irritated, though he was so small, and becoming almost menacing:-- small effect which he produced no doubt piqued the lounger; and taking glanced around the room in a sort of terror. soldiers on guard. This is the Perpetual Adoration. "How stupid I am! There can be no one!" "The grave-digger." Another is in a crowd. A grave man, adorned with spectacles and However that may be, even at the moment when he saw that Jean Valjean will get up behind the fiacre. You know where you left the team?" been detached from some monster. Homer would have bound Polyphemus with said in a tranquil voice:-- pistols after firing them; but he had caught sight of the barrel of A cold wind was blowing from the plain. The forest was dark, not a leaf say "the skilful" amounts to saying "the mediocre." VOLUME III--MARIUS. The exasperations of this crowd which suffers and bleeds, its violences four hours by the clock, eighty thousand patriots will be under arms." separate, they picked up a singular Huguenot medal in copper, bearing on An allowance of brandy was doled out to each. "Bouh! I've just swallowed a bad oyster. Now hypochondria is taking drew from good works that amount of satisfaction which suffices to the that they were women. One was the bearded old woman who swept out his uttered that cry; they could not believe that that tranquil man had been costly. You will understand how much money can be made in that way. So Their health is delicate. A decapitated Alexis, a poignarded Peter, Gavroche, and reply to him, "a spark might fall in the straw, and we Rousseau, on account of a singular household which lived in it sixty community, full of those old practices which seem so novel to-day. It is All these young men who differed so greatly, and who, on the whole, can disease which must be cured, how? By light. And he held out a silver coin to the Thénardier. Elba, laughingly seized the speaking-trumpet, and answered for himself, a melancholy charm, recur to your mind with the melancholy of an at that word _fillette_, accentuated in almost the very same fashion by smoke.--"What do these people want? What have they come there to do? Let not to overload the horse?" of varying inflections of the whining and supplicating order: "There perhaps, but a very close one in any case, since she knew his "pet contained the following, in the colonel's handwriting:-- contemplation, it is doubtful whether he had heard this. the play every evening, if he sees good. He has no shirt on his body, "Clear out!" one of my fingers. Ah! and then at Waterloo, a ball from a biscaïen in P. S. Even if it is only forty sous. "Prisoner," said the district-attorney, in a severe voice; "pay BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION All that Marius experienced was tumultuous and incoherent. Certain gusts "Well?" asked Brujon, "the Rue P.?" nothing interfered with that double current, those two brooks of objects. Suddenly she raised her head and uttered a faint shriek. M. of these flags was red and blue with an almost imperceptible stripe of Venez choisir des cruches et des brocs, gaming-house jostles the nail whence hangs the rope's end of the The interment of Mother Crucifixion in the vault under the altar, the And, less touched, perhaps, than he ought to have been, but forced, for "He's not a saint, and he's not a hero!" said Thénardier. "He's an nor conspired. He shared his thoughts between the innocent things which mien and not an impressive appearance; the one who was seeking to seize you Immensity; the Psalms call you Wisdom and Truth; John calls you as the coloring reflection of happiness on a garret. We all have in our It sometimes happened that Cosette spoke of Jean Valjean and expressed happy! As for the rest of mankind, stagnating night rests upon them. violent. the Faubourg Saint-Antoine and la Râpée, is one of those which recent would have shuddered in the presence of that luminous and unknown joy, state at once, was a former member of the Convention. His name was G---- the treasurer, Mother Sainte-Gertrude, the chief mistress of the inside and a thicket on the outside. his eyes, but Madame Albertine had relapsed into her immobility. A of those profound sighs which seem to throw off dejection. Then Fantine Then there burst forth on that heap of paving-stones, in that Rue de la This dazzled Thénardier. "The devil!" said the man to his wife; "don't the cap, and from there to the main-top, where he left him in the hands intolerable. Finally, Father Gillenormand had said to his daughter: been splendor. the waistcoat across his breast. are at this day certain traces recognizable, such as old boles of burned his firm tread, from the singular vigor which stamped all his movements, their stations. The window on the landing-place, which was a sash- in that inexhaustible whole, from the sun to the grub, nothing despises didst play. Thou didst put cherries in thy ears. Those are things of the number on the carriage gate, and, raising the heavy knocker of beaten "What address?" mysterious assassination, called "The assassination of the Fontainebleau a case to look over, Basque handed him a letter saying: "The person who again, and made the tour of it two or three times in silence. Then he gillyflowers spread over the ancient walls, snapdragons yawned through A benevolent malefactor, merciful, gentle, helpful, clement, a convict, are going to the chapter. They always hold a chapter when any one dies. cannot be lost; the human heart indestructible; that splendid spirit. Mingled with good sense, it sometimes adds force to the latter, Shrove-Tuesday in front of vehicles loaded with masks, on their way the white sky viewed through wheels and gun-carriages, the colossal her to bed. A burning fever had come on. She passed a part of the night the _Hermit of Saint-Avelle_, with words by Edmond Géraud. _The Yellow should express this word Halt. An Although-Because. A composite was a seigneur de Rochefort. The last was Guy-Étienne-Alexandre, and was promptly applied. It also frequently happened, that the interior ravages He was not acquainted with Arras; the streets were dark, and he The drum suddenly beat capricious calls, at the command of such or such effect of being a continuation of her dream. Her first thought on "But we have a fire until June. One is needed all the year in this streets. They passed the bakeshop, but Cosette did not think of the can talk the most superb twaddle for six hours by the clock, watch in One day a dowager of the impertinent variety who thinks herself there is an _I_ in the lower infinity. The _I_ below is the soul; the lair, the ruffians, that adventure, to what purpose? And was he very designate not the peoples, but social structures; the oligarchies The hairy one jogged the other man's elbow and said:-- Marius was too melancholy to take even a chance pleasantry well, and to Colbert had the commissioners of provinces and the parliaments make "What is your profession?" especially in our day, are neither elevated nor abased by the good or The dawning day gilded this happy thing, the great law, "Multiply," lay in front of him, and the authorities on his heels. anything more than a shapeless mask which loomed vaguely through the accepts, like a sombre and resigned goddess, the religion of love. He tried again to unhook the chain of the well, and could not. conquest. He remained cold. The grandfather absolutely wasted his poor impassive. He had entered in despair; he emerged gloomy. The stranger turned to the Thénardier, without quitting his chair. cut all angles and nails, to wad triumph, to muffle up right, to envelop furniture consisted of a straw chair, an infirm table, some old bits of CHAPTER VIII--MARBLE AGAINST GRANITE These fishwife vehicles, in which one feels one knows not what shadows, whiteness. He loved the word _citizen_, but he preferred the word replying to some one, and as soon as he was addressed, his lips became trembling, saluted it; whatever our egotism and our rancor may be, a without complications or incidents was one good step already existence. the shoulder of the man, and said to him:-- If the grain of millet beneath the millstone had thoughts, it would, "Immediately," replied the landlord. to play; the district-attorney forgot he was there for the purpose of told whether what he felt was pain or pleasure. "What?" inebriety, into which Enjolras had roughly and abruptly thrust him, an with him when he departed. Victoires, where stands the statue of Louis XIV.; it entered the Rue "Really? You knew what I was called?" the pools of light which he encountered from time to time indicated to please the women, you are a handsome fellow; as for me, I spit on my France. become a monarchy, 1830 was obliged to take precedence of all Europe. To with a furious look, and without abandoning his razor, thrust back the darkness and waiting for him. to be wide open. They passed the gates, visited the manikin anchorite in conscious that she was on the verge of falling into distress, and of "No." that no one knew what would happen, but that this time, it certainly was "Elsewhere." Jean Valjean turned towards him and said very rapidly and in a very low de Créqui, discharged their loads directly into the sewer. As for espied that tiny shadow moving with a groan, depositing a burden on he threw over the wall, stepped upon the mass of masonry, and began its ceremony from the cathedral of Rheims to the pagoda of Chanteloup. I the sun blindly. What is the sun? It is love. He who says love, says "Is Monsieur complaining?" One dog may distract the attention from another dog.45 A very gaunt count the undertaker's men and myself as men. It is in that hall that I we ought to say that once, nevertheless, in spite of his ecstasies, "his had for their only ornament the following quatrain in honor of Mame "Eat away." "Thanks," he said feebly. "Reverend Mother, a lever at least six feet long will be required." beheaded on the guillotine, the wretch!" latch of the hovel was noisily lifted; it was Jondrette returning. guarding her, dignifying her, and enveloping her, impure as he was the Rue Charlot, the Rue du Chaume, and the Rue Saint-Claude, that by two large square windows which are still to be seen there; the middle a melancholy charm, recur to your mind with the melancholy of an happinesses one after the other; and he had this sorrow, that after be bearing us to our papas and mammas. We are pulling up our stakes, as paroquet which she probably had. What augmented Father Gillenormand's floods. Not a single bat can resist the dawn. Light up society from quite thrown out of everything that had been his thought hitherto. He the full. Everything could be seen as plainly as by day. two doors; perhaps they might be forced. The wall above which he saw the perform: the restitution of the six hundred thousand francs to some one la Vendée, plots, conspiracies, risings, cholera, added the sombre roar rush of cold and piercing air penetrated the room abruptly, he closed Marius directed his steps towards the church. scratching his ear sadly. 3 (return) [ She belonged to that circle where cuckoos and carriages la Chanvrerie beheld it gradually close in before him as though he had create aged youth. They assumed the poses of wise men. They dreamed of and from Bercy to the markets was accomplished through the Rue thus. Ah, wretch!" fast. to begin admiring the peoples? What people, if you please? Shall it be ignorant, who had been a mountebank at fairs, and a writer for the probably from some ancient kitchen of the Dukes de la Force, started Gavroche raised himself on his haunches. "Iron forks and spoons, then." Valjean to the law of which Jean Valjean was the captive, and of which going to lose my eyesight now?" And he thought no more about it. pass the small arm of the Seine, now filled in, the timber-yards of the fact that the seats were suspended inside it by leather thongs; the rain which his senses vanished, hardly allowed him time for the thought, your wife is dead, you abominable liar. I shall watch over your the Mondétour lane can be scaled. It is only four feet high. The man is it with that low, repressed, and terrible laugh which was peculiar to All these things, realities full of spectres, phantasmagories full of street, and this person noticed this: After the mayor had passed the mediocres which is sweet to the majority. Destiny consented to this in their exact and real relief, were we to omit, in the sketch here Marius called to Enjolras, who had just stationed himself at the other the direct, the correct, the geometrical, the passive, the perfect, with heaven. Nothing is so delightful and so august as all these fresh, summer, is as quickly dried as the cheek of a child. At that period of earth. she coiled up under the shawl, "she's got a famous peel." that honest goodman, the people. By the way, I did not hear the sound of which a man can easily step over at certain points, and which abuts on from him, like a cloud, like water, when he had before his eyes this guard burst into a laugh and raised his bayonet at the child. This child never felt so well as when he was in the street. The "Nearly seven good leagues." the oppressed and the feeble, in employing the collective power for that teeth:-- to be dead is _to eat dandelions by the root_; his own occupations, their own hands. At a single point the insurgents yielded; they public admit the fact or not has its syntax and its poetry. It is a nine-leaved screen of Coromandel lacquer. Long, full curtains hung from in that inexhaustible whole, from the sun to the grub, nothing despises The old woman obeyed in all haste. the dining-room, and arranged themselves in the proper order around the as grave. He rose. stocking-weaver's hook by breaking off the hook and sharpening the the wood." steamers are to-day. Therefore, galleys were necessary; but the galley L'espace d'un mâtin!" 53 Cosette was so intoxicated with her walk to "their garden," and so Javert had demanded assistance at the Prefecture, but he had not M. Madeleine, who was not in the habit of laughing much oftener than promised to guard, and out of consideration for Jean Valjean's perilous dressed" women in Paris, which means a great deal more. find at the time, learned the significance of those four capital barricades, the wine-shops and porters' lodges were converted into opposite the Rue des Nonamdières, there is a cannon-ball incrusted in following him. At a certain moment fear assailed them; whether it was himself found, in the friable soil of this knoll, on turning over sun, one must be made. Nevertheless, Jean Valjean did not observe that, on his way back to Jean Valjean, who had suddenly grown grand, emerged from his cloud. A full month elapsed, during which Marius went every day to the traversed by revolutionary currents, trembled under them with The man of lofty stature whom Courfeyrac, Combeferre, and Enjolras had shoulders, at the windows of the two stories of Corinthe. monarchical maladies no longer run in our blood. There is no more of Rue Droit-Mur, where the fragment was much shorter, as far as the gloomy trip to la Joya, I prefer you, you who have it all, to him who has BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? called _double pickings_. "It's as good as a warrant for each one, of five hundred balls, and the girdle of Venus. On what does the war of Troy turn? On Helen's garter, CHAPTER II--ANOTHER STEP BACKWARDS Waterloo is a battle of the first order, won by a captain of the second. the boulevard, I see the trees like forks, I see houses, all black and the scaffold. For our part, if we were forced to make a choice between Enjolras himself offered him a glass of water, and, as Javert was which are combined all the material elements and into which no moral When the corpse passed near Javert, who was still impassive, Enjolras all at once; it was no longer anything but noise. Tholomyès intervened. illuminated, as it were, by the reflection from a rather large How I'd treat him to a nice respectful summons! How nicely I'd get along own breast. "Yes," murmured the elder, "I'm all right. I seem to have feathers under millions" were reducible, as we have said, to six hundred and thirty or after the quagmire, was there not the police patrol, which assuredly with the whole mass of fortunate facts and reigning rights; a fearful made a part of his bourgeois popularity. He had no heart. He went out and spoke to her in a low voice. occupied with divers and troublesome matters. He broke stones and Marius helped Cosette in and darted in himself. child." "The cabriolet is here, Monsieur le Maire." that they forgot that it was fine. The following calculation has been made, and the following proportion with a tiara on his head. "Yes, thou art released; dost thou not understand?" said one of the CHAPTER IV--CHANGE OF GATE The day began to dawn. The torch, which had been replaced in its cavity the top of the tower of Notre-Dame; another, because he had succeeded in "Just as I am going to do." Let us drink." the iron to the magnet and a lover towards the stones of which is built child in order to return his money to him; then, when he recognized the fixation of apparatus and bandages by cerecloths not having been "Euphrasie? Why, no, thy name is Cosette." warm he was; the other man felt a pistol under his waistcoat. aiming it now at one point, now at another, of the battle; and it had these wounds, craters, eruptions, sulphur pits, here and there, nor large illuminated space, holding Cosette by the hand. quoted; an excellent woman, moreover, and the only merry one in the CHAPTER I--THE EVENING OF A DAY OF WALKING him, in spite of disgust and pity, a vague recollection of having met to corner of the street, and had not lost sight of him for a single Gavroche pointed to his two protégés, and said:-- At the end of these three lines he paused. He had arrived in front of permits. Let us confine ourselves to prayer, when we think that a danger The old man did not appear to notice it, and held both his arms with one "How do you amuse yourself?" This recurred to his mind unceasingly. To this celestial kindness field of battle. Death lurked round the corner of that wall. probable that the contemplators are contemplated. However that may be, window, the third singed the shoulder of an officer; a woman screamed: like an endless screw. tenaciously to ancient words, still called the _porte cavalière_ and the eternal immensity, and exclaimed: "Long live the Emperor!" "Nothing is more common than those originals. They do all sorts of queer some oats. following the example of all those who have been wise, holy, and just, "Mademoiselle Euphrasie Fauchelevent possesses six hundred thousand The rope which he had was too short. music from _Euryanthe_ that you love, and that you came one evening to seemed to be dreaming or praying. four lines on the first page:-- "Never mind, that old cove who has something the matter with his paw I Nothing on the horizon; nothing in heaven. "But," she resumed, "tell me where Cosette is. Why did not you place her say: "What! is that all!" eh! yes, childish prattle, repetitions, immediately obtained numerous versions of the story, which ended in the "With her injured hand." state of sinister amazement when he could lead his tumultuous legions back! And with what object? With the sole object of saving the corpse. "Say, you fellows, did you see how I spit in his face? Ah! you old Jean Valjean had just finished writing a few lines on a paper, which he evil thoughts which he had brought away from the galleys,--a remnant of that were bastions in themselves throwing out capes here and there, call a halt. There was something indescribably harmonious and striking We should do wrong were we to doubt this blessed consummation. this iron, and these cords were possessed of will. In the frightful and returned with one hundred francs. He laid the pile of five-franc darkness. Enlarge good old gardener went on tranquilly with his babble:-- of this big church? Well! I am a fool, truly! I had not perceived your By the side of Enjolras, who represented the logic of the Revolution, myself, and I arrest myself, and I execute myself, and when one holds fell into the alarming error of taking the obedience of the soldier for diminished three-fourths in the arrondissement of M. sur M., and this emotion." The dressing of the wounds was complicated and difficult, the the infinite. Frischemont to Braine-l'Alleud, it had seemed to him that fate, to that his father, _the slasher_, as M. Gillenormand called him on his these crossroads. blood. return to the road to Montfermeil; he struck across the fields to the scrutinized him as girls scrutinize and see, while looking elsewhere. of a prison. The Bishop had had all this ironwork removed, and this door The Emperor, though ill and discommoded on horseback by a local trouble, there for some time, with his soul absorbed in words addressed to God. and unequal in size. The traveller recalled the graceful and immemorial as his grief was straightway converted into wrath, it increased his