more repulsive to him, in it he detected putrefaction and death; on the And, with a bow, he said aloud: doing. Not a movement, not a gesture, on the part of the man in the glance at the Rue de la Chanvrerie, caught sight of the barricade, and have been cut for some time. the last counsels of a sombre inward monologue. In the course of one of more about it. But, on the evening of that day, he saw, without being This sentence was the only information remaining about Thénardier, "But I do not." It was a perfect festival wherever he appeared. One would have said that met? How comes it to pass that the birds sing, that snow melts, that Reprends ton sceptre et ton char, occasion that it is a great sublime city. There the Carnival forms part in the sufferings of the individual. A badly constituted grandeur in Another step gained. This success emboldened Marius. chain, while those outside were battering furiously at it, the soldiers jade), backed up with a pitiless cut of the whip, when the jade fell, Marius ascended the stairs of the hovel with slow steps; at the moment forgotten him? No, never! She was foolish to have thought so for a hurled this question, "Are you not going to get yourself killed?" In just stated, their misfortune was greater than they were. They faded out above by the army and below by the police. Three squads of agents and France. _Quia nomina leo_." been puerile. He certainly was not dreaming of such a thing. The shoes in one's rage; to stifle, to yell, to writhe; to be beneath, and In the crowd which surrounded and cheered Lafayette, it was noticed Rue de l'Homme Armé, and commit Jean Valjean to prison. It was clear The more he examined the deed of this woman, the more shocked he felt. deliberation, and Jean Valjean fell to meditating once more, his cap in Cosette had but a confused recollection of her childhood. She prayed drew him aside with a shudder. But not here. Death is filthy. It is humiliating to expire. The supreme "Dramatic artist, sir, and one who has had some success." advance to be dead," he exclaimed. He said of the crucifix: "There is a "That's right, that's good, I said so, you are nice fellows." entrance to it. is what a bishop is like." CHAPTER IX-- THÉNARDIER AND HIS MANOUVRES found some difficulty in moving his forearm, his feet had lost all trip was too hard for them, he went alone. in anything. As an offset, he laughed at everything. At five and twenty rather than preached. He never went far in search of his arguments and the post_. The nuns even prefer, out of humility, this last expression, the bravery of a colonel of dragoons,--only," he added, "ours must be be known in the neighborhood under the name of _the beggar who gives mountains. He understood how to say the grandest things in the most sous; one to Val-de-Grâce, fifteen sous; and one to the Barrière de did not know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, useful or two hundred thousand francs about me.' Oh! I'm not extortionate. I don't his nature was good, and, at bottom, wholly formed of latent progress. have had himself drawn by the lightning. He passed, pacific and severe, Near the seated man stood a young boy, the shepherd lad. He was offering gold." over the roofs, the barricade was taken. Not one of the eighty cowards profit, had nothing disturbing about it; the swallows indulged in the walked faster than I did. They made no noise as they walked. In an Nearly every shot told. There were corpses here and there, and pools of of Rome, they were the vaults of the world. "How much shall you need?" a Colonel of the National Guard; such and such a captain went into of the Invalides had been temporarily deposited, and had "prigged" some present, future were nothing more to him than the mist of a vague idea; voice:-- grape-shot was a conflagration. Cosette gave her hand to Marius, and both, mute with anguish, not went and came from one room to another. "Soy de Badajoz, "Badajoz is my home, At that period a dandy was composed of a tall collar, a big cravat, a Towards one o'clock in the morning, the night being very dark, he saw HAUTEVILLE HOUSE, 1862. remained standing, contemplating what he saw. look, and heard the beasts walking on the grass, and she distinctly saw as it has formed itself, a little by the command of God, a great deal by of that tragic case which had been so quickly tried and so quickly inherited it from a grim maternal great-aunt, who had died a recent, having taken place on the 1st of May. It was said that these immediately." birds. A child sees one thing to-day and another thing to-morrow, and enclosure, though this did not prevent M. le Duc de Havré from spying Beneath him the depths. Not a point of support. He thinks of the gloomy If the philosopher succeeds in fixing, for a moment, for purposes of inarticulate sounds. She succeeded in saying, however:-- XIV. is insurrection; Hébert against Danton is revolt. property, that one can never foresee the spark, nor divine the lightning "That I must be dismissed." other side of the boulevard, near the deserted wall skirting the Rue De "I know that secret as well as the others," said Marius. over the continent. Europe adopted the white cockade. Trestaillon was side with them, places its greatest miseries in that vestibule. To her only. She shuddered. inside and a thicket on the outside. "That is quite right. I do not digest meat well. It is too heavy." let's go drink a bottle of old wine together." just explained our views, Paris has beneath it another Paris; a Paris of near the church, it was to the spring in the forest in the direction of allayed, and the next morning, as she was at breakfast with her father, protection of all over each is called Fraternity. The point of In the garden, near the railing on the street, there was a stone bench, Cosette had left the convent when she was still almost a child; she was "There was an insurgent whom I heard called Apollo." A National philosophical mine, the economic mine, the revolutionary mine. Such and he closed again instantly, was a kind of moderately spacious attic, him attentively. His lip contracted with a strange fold which seemed sideboard, properly draped with white napery and imitation lace, the man, not without having first glanced behind and in front of him, as One detail, which we must not omit, is that he possessed a physical We already know the man. It was the wayfarer whom we have seen wandering work, since it was shared. Lastly, as he was very fond of snuff, he "Go," said Jean Valjean. They perceived something floating, steered for the edge like ships, as difficulties of faith never resolved themselves into hypocrisy in his and annuls, yields, concedes and retrocedes, arranges, disarranges, you do not like. I will give all the money you require. You shall be white horse--you may have seen him pass occasionally; he is a small usurper,--the tyrant,--the monster who was the lover of his own seem to me to be ill." "Hold on," said he, "I'll give you the rope to boot." our own child. I want to keep her to babble about the house." 1.E.5. Do not copy, display, perform, distribute or redistribute this incision in the living flesh. Then it passed away, and he said to wind irritates me; the wind does not abate. Blachevelle is very stingy; In the eyes of M. Gillenormand, Catherine the Second had made reparation would need to be devilish strong. And then he runs the risk of getting _fanchons_. extinguished my fire, wrecked my chair, torn my shirt, and broken my discretion, that no human power can get you out of this, and that we if Louis XV. is worse than Claudian, Madame Dubarry is better than twice." On these occasions, he hinted to people that he meant to live to boar, one must employ the science of venery and plenty of dogs. These "A request." have more good things to eat in your basket." Marius heard him lay something heavy on the table, probably the chisel happy? I stand outside of life, sir." Marais, where it stopped at a distance of one hundred and nine metres, a us something to breakfast on." "Monsieur le Baron, in your interests I desired to know Jean Valjean That sort of magnetic instinct which turns aside the gaze, caused M. invariably found them there. "Not for less than seven francs. And six months paid in advance." heart, took away nothing from the incomparable purity of her beautiful, let's allow the child to go. This lark is going to turn into a milch old beast! I was not earning more than thirty sous a day. They paid me state of alarm. was he to get out? should he find an issue? should he find it in time? Valjean. same spirit. Love, soar. there was something to be heard. A mysterious movement was going on at a This had probably been written on the preceding night. despair. Jean Valjean thought that he was dreaming. He had heard no the worse, your humble servant!" cudgel, which was lying on the ground. About six o'clock in the evening, the Passage du Saumon became the field because we are good, or are we good because we are happy? Is the Sancy of so fatally justifying. His perplexity was redoubled. much the worse for that head." whole, he preferred scum to miasma, and he preferred the torrent to the more repulsive to him, in it he detected putrefaction and death; on the Jondrette's voice became audible again:-- And he turned away so that his daughter might not see the tear that single-bordered, imitation India shawl of Ternaux's manufacture, on his for nothing; he was sure that the devil had come." pavement. I am old, they say; it's astonishing how much I feel in the mood to be Saragossa: "We are lost when the old women empty their pots de chambre spread of wings which reaches from Molière to Barra. handle, with the blade downward, a butcher's pole-axe for slaughtering cloister, says marsh. Their putrescence is evident, their stagnation is exception of Cosette, that is to say, with the exception of a childhood, the first, held in his hand an enormous key stolen from the door of some love. The house in the Rue Plumet being held on a lease, still belonged Moreover, the Jondrette woman continued to rummage among her old iron. "Father Fauvent!" passes through the sewer. The Saint-Barthélemys filter through there, galleys. Grand reign; grand century. discover stars. And he pointed out to Éponine, across the tops of the trees, a light "My name is not Fabantou, my name is not Jondrette, my name is Immediately after having laughed, at Cosette's graceful command, when no who was grave yet smiling, though with a vague and heartrending smile. that pane for you!" as though, by lending an ear, one might still hear the vague noise of 'our cell,' and that I say 'my cabin.' The prayers for the dying are to house,--made the beds, did the washing, the cooking, and everything "Ah, come now!" exclaimed Gavroche, "what's the meaning of this? It's doubt, very vile, very odious even; but those who fall without becoming Thénardier replied with simplicity: "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his come and go. On arriving at the window, Jean Valjean examined it. It had "What, my dear child, a day's leave of absence! Three days if you like. "What do you wish, Mademoiselle?" he asked. seated herself beside him and leaned her head against him, Jean Valjean CHAPTER III--ENRICHED WITH COMMENTARIES BY TOUSSAINT The nun did not raise her eyes. She was praying. Enjolras, a complete arsenal, his sword-cane, his gun, two holster "Ah! I understand the matter," said Jean Valjean, raising and lowering Marius dashed headlong into all these snares; and to all the Courfeyrac and Bossuet, whose brave good humor increased with the peril, subject; this history, moreover, has been finished, and finished in a So we believe in nothing. There is but one reality: drink. Whatever your wall, and it was thither that she was directing her steps. She raised of progress lies in being spotless; and there exists between Washington, meantime, give me back my fifteen-sou piece." years ago. This consisted of Jean-Jacques and Thérèse. From time was starched too much or not enough, whether Toussaint had done "her greasing the groove of events every moment. There is a hitch, it won't "Monsieur le Maire, pray show us your chamber. It is said to be a might not be heard rattling silver, a hundred-sou piece escaped from his She raised her dull eyes, in which a sort of gleam seemed to flicker himself, "What has taken place?" It was evident to any one acquainted He drew near to many groups and listened to what they were saying. The have perished at Thermopylæ with Leonidas, and burned at Drogheda with Marius continued: Besides, he doesn't listen, the big booby. And I tell you that I saw him hand to hand, _quasi cursores_, and is almost always exactly the same; walls; then a field in which tan-bark mills rose like gigantic beaver "It will be your turn presently!" "Sir!" exclaimed Thénardier, with a smile, "I will conduct you, sir." me. This is what they discovered: This Champmathieu had been, thirty himself was not at all enraged. He gazed at the brat with the amiable Cosette, on her side, had also, unknown to herself, become another As she crossed the square, she saw a great many people collected around brave, intrepid, bold, to run to meet the bullets, to offer his breast eating, with his head bent over the table and almost into his soup, his "You know, madame, that I am peculiar, I have my freaks." himself in the Marais, in his house of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. Marius shivered from head to foot. the fracture of his collar-bone. There always is a last wound like that until death ensued, for the sole crime of having been the brother pressing necessities. We will attend to the rest hereafter." his coat. diligence!" that I might not commit a forgery, that I might not introduce a flaw obstinately denied everything, the theft and his character of convict. she had not yet done. Up to that time, she had contented herself with "You shall have the beautiful lady's address." covered with a black cloth resting on three chairs, and illuminated by a fagots. What will you warm yourself with this winter? We shall have no the Rue Plumet. That gate was always closed. Jean Valjean had left the symbolical spirit which gives to all words a mien which is now mournful, "Now," said he, "I am at your disposal." CHAPTER VII--RULE: RECEIVE NO ONE EXCEPT IN THE EVENING Enjolras, who possessed that quality of a leader, of always doing what In this horror, let us state, there was some pity, and even a certain "Yes," replied Enjolras; "but less so than on the life of Jean him. He wore a horrible old yellow frock-coat, which was worth many his irritated conscience cry in his ear: "A trip! you wretch!" How many dressed her in the cast-off petticoats and chemises of the Thénardier CHAPTER IV--HE MAY BE OF USE tickled in his self-love. Favourite resumed:-- when you are no longer there, you perceive that the streets are dear to displacement, which places the "elegant" name on the plebeian and the of Paris; to quit that street where death was on every side, for that knew nothing about herself, save that she had come from Montfermeil. that man, it might have been divined from the thorough manner in which their orchards. Only the birds beheld this curiosity. It is probable we. Have you not, like ourselves, two condemnations, religious condemning him? As for the affair with Little Gervais, the counsel need According to the politicians, who are ingenious in putting the mask shaken up. The fusillade tries, the cannon takes." grain to his granary." To families divided by questions of money and if he is not the slave of that little tyrant of a Cosette. And of his certain chemical reagents act upon a troubled mixture by precipitating moment the idea occurred to him that he ought not to die now. Then he "Turned out; so it be, then. That is well. I do not understand." "It is thou! thou art here! Thou dost pardon me then!" which they had just wrenched off, flung the other over the outer wall, "Why, it's the old lady," said the lad. "Good day, Bougonmuche. I have immortal and infinite, which nothing can confine, and which nothing can "That changes you," remarked Gavroche, "you are less homely so, you man who had violated it. The gamin is not devoid of literary intuition. His tendency, and we say might experience on smelling a wolf in his master's clothes. From The pavilion, built of stone in the taste of Mansard, wainscoted and the beginning of Louis Philippe's reign, it was necessary that there "Of course I shall give it to you," said the mother. "It would be very It is in this cellar that nearly all the slang songs had their birth. brother, and the husband, that existed in Jean Valjean; a father in whom in a growth of nettles. CHAPTER X--THE BISHOP IN THE PRESENCE OF AN UNKNOWN LIGHT them has a will principle, and there is an _I_ in the upper infinity as nearer, and now, little by little, step by step, but surely, the army rent, to-morrow my oldest daughter, my spouse with her fever, my child knows how to become a cardinal, carries you with him as conclavist; was the least in the world agreeable to her. She was, on the contrary, The shadowy eye is the other sign. "Monsieur Tranchelevent...." What! one was dismantled from top to bottom! one was disconcerted, chimæras, to wrath, to vanity, to fear; possessing all the forms There was a coincidence between the taste for the toilet which had profound and unique formation. A subterranean edifice erected in common down, and plunged the bucket in the water. She was in a state of such cheese. I enter." It was Grantaire. stones which are thrown at them. They are overwhelmed with splendor of There is a silence which lies. And my lie, and my fraud and my away as short a time as possible, it's a fine stroke of business, do you ignorant of that rut; yesterday, to-day, to-morrow; amazed, rapturous, at bottom? A revolt of the people against itself. explanation of the first. shoes and slippers do not, as yet, form a part of our nuptial of the first; but in the voluntary slowness of its gait, suppleness "A little." with a good horse to aid; a stable-boy, who called himself a postilion, longer beholds the object which one has before one, and one sees, as Tholomyès was the antique old student; he was rich; he had an income of How did those children come there? Perhaps they had escaped from some you one hundred and twenty francs. In February, you sent her a bill of unknown. It belongs to unpublished matter. And perhaps you will find in more than anything else; he made signs and gestures which were meant to gliding into a worse state. Courage was necessary; she possessed it, and against pestilence and suffocation. It was, at the same time, a voyage speak to you, but I do not know what I am saying; I may have displeased along your gendarme disguised as a bourgeois." more." his course towards the Halles. At the corner of the Rue des Bourdonnais, doubt, take refuge. All these turns which he was making through the Fauchelevent was rattling in the throat in the most lamentable manner. that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers. A fire had been position, and he thought that he should have to remain there. But if his do not belong to any family of men. In houses where people are among It grew larger, it seemed to move in an orderly manner, though it was herself; now she was the spectre of herself. Physical suffering had _Basque_. All the female servants in his house were called Nicolette At nightfall, a workingman encountered near the canal a "very well PONTMERCY. Marius' sobs were audible. He retired with bowed head, traversed the antechamber, and slowly him the paper, and said in an authoritative manner:-- direction of the hollow road of Ohain. To all appearance he was one of venerable groups, and their ideas smelled of it. It was a mummified of justice. A double-leaved door, which was closed at that moment, thoroughly permeated, so far as her neighbors were concerned, with the may be kindness in the broom. judgment. He judged and condemned. He summoned all the ideas which could At the same moment he extended his arm, and laid the glowing chisel Thénardier resumed: The obscurity which bathed the grated box arose from the fact that the of that short section of the Rue Mondétour which was, as the reader will We pass over some, and not the worst of them. These names have faces roguish glance, she asked him: larger amount of sadness. Fauchelevent started. felt, from the displeasure created by the gift, that it did not come little. That barricade, that sewer, that furnace, that cesspool,--all nothing, hearing nothing, his eye immovably fixed on a point which Insurrection, which is speedily exhausted, has only a certain number of the bottom of it. longer see clearly, my children, I had still other things to say, but have no future. A nation cannot have its mark extracted like a pocket the houses. a brother who was a priest, and who had been rector of the Academy of insults it, he clings to the rout. He is overwhelmed. The soldiers fly compromised by that letter. The call was not going badly. No erasures; recalling the innumerable traditions of the place which are connected They never say _my_. They possess nothing of their own, and they must continued:-- right. Absolute right cried: "I protest!" then, terrible to say, it dressed in red is disagreeable. CHAPTER XVI--HOW FROM A BROTHER ONE BECOMES A FATHER certainly the Bishop's day was quite full to the brim, of good words and de Nazareth, the Rue Folie-Méricourt, the Quai aux Fleurs, the Rue du than ever. royal, and that the night has too much light; it is to be discontented that which is pitiless--that is to say, that which is One evening, little Gavroche had had nothing to eat; he remembered cheeks were pendulous; the skin of his face had the color which would does not prevent vagabondism, and that enormous genius which is called hand on her delicate, white throat and looked smilingly at him. friends, the appeal which would, she thought, lead him to the barricade. on, at the centre of continents, in a grand parliament of the child in a house, or with his eyes fixed on a drop of dew at the tip of Gavroche, as he sang, was lavish of his pantomime. Gesture is the strong "Brat! Nobody says 'police,' they say 'bobbies.'" furtive and uneasy gentleness of a cat which is desirous of entering. This woman, hardly thirty years of age, of dark complexion and tolerably human tremor. Petty details, as we think we have already said, are, so Fantine's despairing supplications. XVIII., came to pay the latter a visit under the name of the Count de "No," replied the girl, "but as his key is in the door, he must be out." The doctor dismissed her. Marius followed the Rue Saint-Honoré. In proportion as he left the she dragged her stockings down into her shoes. This was evident from the elsewhere than in the water. It is the earth drowning a man. The earth, Greece stood in need of the chariot of Thespis, France stands in need of ear:-- It is remarkable that Éponine did not talk slang. That frightful tongue streets, which desire to go to sleep at sunset, and which put the which he was accustomed to draw wretches violently to him. lost. Nothing good can come from them." He fully shared the opinion of propitious one in which to await the night and to escape. It was one of fifteen years ago there were not more than twenty-eight of them. How This Madame Thénardier was a sandy-complexioned woman, thin and to make the traces of their actions disappear. Beneath these vaults one Besides this, the monarchy sometimes was in need of children, and in effort made by her memory. She told herself, that it was very naughty you! You are an ingrate!" questioning her about the residence of the persons who had just been am not angry. I know well that I am about to be happy. All night long I Gavroche. The rain still rendered the street completely deserted. breathless, and roused the third, were tearing up old dish-cloths and "You understand?" inhabited by the door-keeper of the cemetery. These gates, therefore, "Inspector Javert, set this woman at liberty." "Some petticoat or other." "Adorable!" he exclaimed. mad! Just think of it! At twenty! And without so much as turning his and become dazzling, prodigal, magnificent, all of a sudden. That is Benevolent Man: If you deign to accompany my daughter, you will behold a misserable calamity, and I will show you my certificates. other had clothed him in rags out of charity. Still, he had a father and century, and so robust that the cannon-balls rebounded from it without and regained a little courage. spreading over the melon bed. During the hour or thereabouts that he had pavements were less hard to him than his mother's heart. as by lightning, but disgraced. Who was that Corsican of six and twenty? "What, really? You are sure?" lighting up the edge of the sky in doleful wise. But Grantaire attained to the highest regions of dithryamb. Matelote Oh, poor thought of miserable wretches! was illumined with a vague expression of satisfaction, of hope, and of intervals, there suddenly came to him, from without and from within, an windows in the roof. And then, the moon fell full upon that façade, and I shall go to see them from time to time." And this he did. He had had "Oh!" murmured Marius, "how beautiful you are! I dare not look at you. or cause to occur: (a) distribution of this or any Project Gutenberg-tm with vacillation, a crack is possible in the immutable, judges are but He did not proceed according to his custom, he did not enter into the l'Homme Armé. the statue of Henry IV. M. Piet, in the Rue Thérèse, No. 4, was making "I continue," said he. "We can come to an understanding. Let us arrange dwelling, which he designated, with a smile, as _his palace_, he said to and to the family of the vultures. Some good old Bonapartist soldiers, is addressing me on the point of going mad?" The traveller surveyed the object with a glance which seemed to say, eternally, granted; one may say that Voltaire plays the gamin. Camille was killed in the Rue Grenier-Saint-Lazare. In the Rue Michel-le-Comte, Code Table questioned, Montparnasse replied. "Capital," said Théodule to himself. "Rendezvous seasoned with a bit of is ineffable, and nothing is so adorable as a dazzling and innocent of justice. They do not let themselves be put out by such a trifle as Paris. Then the new storm which had just burst upon him had stranded "The gentleman on the third floor?" regrettedest not having taken her to the convent! How thou didst make me That is all. Only once, during all the time which he spent at Toulon, afterwards, who had also been in the war of 1776, and who had fought at is a pocket crocodile. The dancers at the opera are pink female savages. Bonaparte's colonels. He is dead, I believe. He lived at Vernon, where I humor seizes upon her, and again abandons her. And therein lies the Facing these men, who were ferocious, we admit, and terrifying, but incarcerated until the day of their departure for Toulon. They were he gazed at the horizon at a point where a clump of trees marked the succeeded. But we doubt whether he had thought of suicide, an He thought of the grandeur and presence of God; of the future eternity, certain "pantheistical" physiognomy, and induce the belief, either almost at peace, as though he had really been dead. thrones; unreserved, sometimes imprudent in his lack of reserve, but had not been circumstantially proved. His client, whom he, in his wound up, and whose oscillations were growing shorter before ceasing pointed out, resembles the imagination of children, the party of 1814 The child returned. He brought back the paper. The host unfolded it later on "The Conspiracy of the Bord de l'Eau"--of the waterside. and even extended them into Boulanger Alley, where, as the reader will chamber." "You shall understand, Mr. Mayor." 53 (return) [ Do you remember our sweet life, when we were both so Thénardier opened the gate a little way, allowing just sufficient space boots in the anteroom. He seized Basque by the collar, and shouted full Gonesse; the universe ends there. "The beds," pursued the director, "are very much crowded against each greatest familiarity. Jean Valjean, who was chiefly concerned in keeping a dull, slow, languid voice, whence her words seemed to emerge in a cloud did not last long. She had Marius. The young man arrived, the old A fresh surprise for Marius. The man who entered was an utter stranger English general, Picton, with a bullet through the head. The battle grave-digger in my pocket. I will tell you what will take place. They "No. Who are all those persons?" asked Marius. Half an hour passed, then an hour, no one came; every time the clock serve Monseigneur with some excellent fish from the lake, or with some lower lip was thick and easily became disdainful, his brow was lofty. A return. Drive it out better. see!" Thénardier instantly reappeared behind him and remained motionless in be some fault even in this obedience; but the fault thus committed is He had lost a great deal of time at Hesdin. He wanted to make it good. vicious. Children at that age are only copies of their mother. The size Gillenormand thought about the matter, he was not practising, he was "Impossible!" Here the sages are not, as yet, separated from the skilful, but they The usher added after a pause: "There are, to tell the truth, two destinies are arranged, secretly warns the man-dog of the presence of Muche, that my landlord insisted on being paid tomorrow, the 4th of generalship of Caen. Five hundred years ago there was a Raoul de Faux, a "You know that we are about to die." schools of your barracks? Have you not, like ourselves, an opulent war- audible. Hence, in these not very attractive places, indelibly stamped by As soon as they were alone, Thénardier offered the traveller a chair. barricade and in the band of insurgents, with singular attention; but, changed places rapidly with an abrupt and frightened movement. shouted:-- perceive that I shock you. You think it very arrogant in a poor priest substratum of war stirred within her. It struck her, and the idea caused "Dost thou know?--" Maître Corbeau, sur un dossier perché, with him when he departed. The shadows were descending around Jean Valjean. He had eaten nothing "I will close it again." things. Sometimes, however, they conflicted. In that case, as the reader creatures, his brothers in Jesus Christ, his brothers in the people, happy. It seems as though its respiration were made of hope. sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! she had seen in the course of her existence. She fled in alarm. his trysting place for every evening, she had betaken herself to the Rue the state of embryo, we might almost say a coterie, if coteries ended in given up his two eggs and the morsel of beef which he ate from time hungry fellow beholds an admirable dinner which is not for him, pass Having an immense reserve fund of wrath to get rid of, and not knowing way or at the side. contrast which lies at the very foundation of nature, and which Mademoiselle Lanoire, and the father, Monsieur Leblanc, so that as no CHAPTER III--LOUIS PHILIPPE door, he had risen from his bed, and had groped his way thither. way she perceived the necessity of a separation which would be more "It is useless," replied Jean Valjean. "I am believed to be dead, and monstrous words. The Republic, a guillotine in the twilight; the Empire, CHAPTER I--THE WATER QUESTION AT MONTFERMEIL one who offered resistance, a score of assailants, soldiers, National The woman raised her head; her furious voice suddenly died away. Her At every jolt over the pavement, a drop of blood trickled from Marius' No. 5 [bis], to the number of five or six thousand, in the house of a What does this mean? why, these are revolutions, aren't they? what has himself and to make an end of it. He pushed open the door, entered the obscurity, flamed a sort of horrible star which had the air of surveying complaint? near the heap of old iron with their feet. without daring to avow it to himself, that he was not. The angle will, through the Rue Mondétour, and the omnibus lying on its side The man resumed tranquilly, "Put me in the stable." him. M. Leblanc's eye was fixed on Jondrette, and Jondrette's eye was this? And he had no recompense to expect. What was I? An insurgent. What Javert obeyed with that indefinable smile in which the supremacy of you. Well, neither during supper, nor during the entire evening, did I have come merely to ask one thing of you, and then I shall go away presence: "To what was the editor of the _Courrier Français_ condemned?" their turn. These facts are the products of revolutions and wars, they complete, blindness and deafness resumed possession of the shadows; and cashiered, expelled! That is well. I have arms. I will till the soil; it and made of them, at fear's pleasure, charcoal-burners, negroes, or longed for yet frightful, which meant death, and which meant liberty. had a frightful name, Béjean, Bojean, Boujean." "Ah! Good God!" "He Waterloo is not a battle; it is a change of front on the part of the lines:-- So there now!" that these words: "We are going away," fell suddenly, at a blow, and CHAPTER IV--IN WHICH JEAN VALJEAN HAS QUITE THE AIR OF HAVING READ Jupiter was setting in the depths. Then, becoming thoughtful, he muttered between his teeth:-- Cosette started as though the earth had trembled beneath her; she turned "Yes, Madame, I am going." sentinel who guards the wicket of La Force a few paces distant. It Marius made a movement. In spring, sad souls grow light, as light falls into cellars at midday. posting-chaise; Aulus Gellius would halt no longer in front of Congrio Enjolras had advised two hours of sleep. Advice from Enjolras was a you." Lafayette says, the most holy of duties, an uprising may be the most if anything; he knew nothing more about the beautiful maiden of the going even so far as to tyrannize over the field of battle; faith in awaiting the day when she would love it for the stars that she would see Sometimes, in the midst of his reading, no matter what the book might for nothing in it! Ah! but where is the misfortune in this? Upon my to distinguish four nations. Every pupil belonged to one of these four have been already mad." darkness. He must descend with his heart full of charity, and severity It is to this point that philosophy and progress tend, with all their gate in such a manner that no displacement was visible. do you insult me?" words. That Madame had sent her to inquire why M. Jean had not come on are really such, I possess all the poverty of age; infirmity, isolation! "What is it?" said Marius. useless; all his penitence was wasted. There was no longer any need of "You will do it as speedily as possible." for; authority was a plane surface; there was no fall in it, no and the young women of my old age dress like the old women of my married, confounded themselves in each other; vegetation in a deep peril. The ordinary service was performed correctly in company with the A FEW OBSERVATIONS FOR THE GOOD OF THE SERVICE. of the despot; a miasma exhales from these cowering consciences wherein aristocracy and the nobility was to believe in the particle. The The Bishop replied:-- The voice which had summoned Marius through the twilight to the satisfies the beloved woman. The curiosity of lovers does not extend servant's efforts to prevent him, crying: "My son is not coming! I shall "Ah! so it is you who are M. le Maire!" the three prowlers, and supposed that they had circumvented some one or knoll of Ménilmontant. There is no direct communication with the branch No one caught a glimpse of the sinister foundation. And moreover, who "The father turkey-cocks so grave been the outcome of this. As between cold water and hot water, it is stupid." order that, seeing her so peaceable, they might make no difficulty about "Lovely things we will buy up the coffin in the cell, raise the stone in the chapel, and lower the At that word from Cambronne, the English voice responded, "Fire!" On the day of battle, this hollow road whose existence was in no way it, she clasped her hands, and, what is terrible to relate of a child uproar of happiness! Be grave in church, well and good. But, as soon as victory a remnant of defiance and of combat. Erect, haughty, brilliant, vanquished greater. Bonaparte fallen seemed more lofty than Napoleon it had disappeared, that that was well, that that was just, that his hatred, desperate viciousness, a cry of rage against human society, a horror; there was also a frightful silence; there were open mouths which to another woman: "For a long time, there has been a strong force busy maskers are very familiar to Parisians. If they were missing on a Shrove which passed from one dunghill to another, insulting after having MANIPULATION TO BE THUS BROKEN WITH A BLOW FROM A HAMMER The hours of the night fled away. Darkness covered the vast Place de la occasions. At the moment when Fauchelevent entered, this double form of They are changing our garrison; we have been at Melun, we are being Perrault; and there was in that black garden, youth, health, noise, something limpid, brilliant, troubled to a certain depth, and gloomy A few words more. He did not get out of the tilbury. The stableman who brought the oats head to see whether he was not leaving something behind him! That's the was obliged to admit it, had adopted "a bad system of defence." He in motion. of Parmentier, made a thousand efforts to have _pomme de terre_ [potato] The door opens not. He strikes a second blow. No one answers. A third "Sir," said Jean Valjean, "I have something to say to you. I am an ex- I am for Cæsar alone." Etc., etc. he had a gun on his arm. Mame Bacheux says, that last week there was a "In the Faubourg Saint-Antoine." them intelligence; that is to say, the possibility of education. Social greater than the Roman legions, expired on Mont-Saint-Jean, on the soil "Six times seven makes forty-two," said the Thénardier. voices had frightened off the rats; at the expiration of a few minutes, to the quays, crossed the bridges, reached the suburbs, arrived at the an error to suppose that the soliloquy is unnatural. Powerful emotion The vocal mothers added: "He is a brother of Father Fauvent." innocence of thieves does not extend to that point. then he returned. The prowler made no reply. He raised his head. A sound of footsteps was ulterior prosecutions: "Where was this meeting held?" "In the Rue de la Montparnasse, he addressed to him in a gentle voice, in the midst of the CHAPTER V--IN THE CASE OF SAND AS IN THAT OF WOMAN, THERE IS A FINENESS contemplating the slumber of the just. some translation; his task at that epoch consisted in turning into of asceticism, in the very heart of the city of '89 and of 1830 and inspectors, moved by the public anxiety and more occupied with the by whom he had been saved, and no one of those around him knew this; all of a citizen. that child whom I meant to go in search of, whom I have promised to her following morning he awoke in a mood that was almost gay. He thought the "Come now!" said Gavroche, "why not? I had one in 1830 when we had a glance in the case of certain wretched men, which seem unconscious He took her hand. "Cosette is beautiful," he said, "Cosette is well. went to an inn, and they turned me out, because of my yellow passport, buttery_. In the main arm were the cells of the mothers, the sisters, make us reflect. For the last half-hour a large cloud had covered the Feuilly were making cartridges with the powder-flask picked up by "Let us interrupt the romance," said he. in fact, to overthrow the English left, to cut off the road to Brussels, about in it with cries of joy. The lofty house which formed the back of Moreover, and we must not forget this, interests which are not very were two-wheeled cabriolets, upholstered inside with fawn-colored "Well, then, what dost thou mean?" with a true piety, poor and charitable towards the poor, and even December sun penetrated the window of the attic and lay upon the none, to economize his breath for hours, to know how to stifle without of slang, even song, even raillery, even menace, all partook of this which was slowly dawning, cast a wan light on this swarming heap which brain, so limpid in its blindness, had lost its transparency; that supreme resolutions, that it was indispensable that the small should Golden Fleece, the cross of Saint Louis, the cross of the Legion of This abbreviation had been adopted in the convent. formidable limpers; interloping sutlers, trotting along in little carts, one of its jets of flame, and picking off dead men one after another On the preceding evening, Jean Valjean handed to Marius, in the presence to a stroll by night, with the cheerfulness of nature added. The streets And he added: "It was here that Ulbach killed the shepherdess of Ivry." taken to the morgue and searched, a police agent's card was found on Le nights spent in the diligence, and feeling the need of repairing his What had taken place during those ten months? It can be divined. duties punctually; every hour a chestnut must be dropped into all the "Yes! Only speak!" restore your health." "Now let's settle this business. Let's go shares. You have seen my key, Labarre, and had himself related his disagreeable encounter of the likeness. This man, as the reader already knows, was a vagabond who had to being beaten, did not know the meaning of this, and ran away in very police reports, of which it sometimes forms the subject, no longer likeness. This man, as the reader already knows, was a vagabond who had The man's voice resumed:-- flower-adorned hats, are very graceful and enticing; but by the side your arm, you know, as you used to, in the Luxembourg. We are absolutely after his disappearance, a startling shiver of glass, and had not the "Are you Monsieur Bossuet?" "If he's rich, let him have a doctor. If he is not rich, let him go horrible. The son of a father to whom history will accord certain attenuating of a holy idea. The country wails, that may be, but humanity applauds. "For your poor," he said. under attic roofs; there also exist rare and ardent minds. It is When he returned on that occasion, I could not refrain from scolding him an old fool." Thénardier resumed, pushing the rag which served him as a cravat to the manners. He who sees Paris thinks he sees the bottom of all history with "It's getting hot! Hullo, it's getting hot!" Auvergne." "All the same, that old fellow bothers me." He carried off his _Flora_, his copper-plates, his herbariums, his On arriving at this door, he found it ajar. The Bishop had not closed tranquil, nocturnal aspect. That which had just taken place in this "Thanks for Royalism! It has rendered more than one service. It has Rue Traversière, in front of the Bland workshop, and in the yard of Boulatruelle, accustomed to taking crooked courses, was on this occasion There is, as we know, a philosophy which denies the infinite. There is The five chosen men left the barricade by way of Mondétour lane; they Louis XVI., I know how to bear events. One thing is terrible and that is PREFACE Élysées, a place ornamented with trees, but, in return, much infested the sand, the remains of the neck of a bomb, disintegrated, by the voice, he enjoyed at the same time a protracted pinch of snuff. At He remained where he was, petrified like the statue of salt, not daring are always ready to cast upon the first person who comes to hand, as a Jean Valjean's eyes had assumed a frightful expression. They were no opened directly on a steep staircase of lofty steps, muddy, chalky, knowing what she sees or what she is doing, and who, with her eyes fixed "What is the rope for?" have spent only twenty-five sous, which I earned by helping unload some to get out." shop precipitately, hastily dons his uniform, that is to say, he places is my wish. No name on the stone. If Cosette cares to come for a little clock, of the day because one can see, of the night because one cannot looked at the crowd, she looked at the sky: it seemed as though she headquarters where it maintains its sway. The Temple preserved the slang a fine man. You are an inn-keeper, are you not?" the pavement and constructing with the stones a small, low wall, a sort de Beauff*******, who, though very young, had a gray head and a pretty man." Nothing, however, indicated that these letters belonged to the two bird of the neighboring forests comes thither to drink, and then flies "You are in luck, that you are," Joly was saying. "You have a mistress of the drawing-room, and a long, pallid figure made its appearance. sparkling and gay. The empty spaces between the candelabra were filled bonds! Two men who have been friends become two chance passers-by. What she called dinner was a loaf of bread and four or five potatoes. people who smell bad." "You are driving me mad!" exclaimed Marius in terror. young. that he pressed a hand of marble. clinging to it, cut off and glued to the post. de notoriété_ was drawn up. Cosette became in the eyes of the law, and, by giving the vote to insurrection, it deprives it of its arms. have scribblers, chatterers, lawyers, orators, tribunes, discussions, adore each other and snap your fingers at all the rest. Believe what I "I can't, I belong in the procession, I'm the one to shout 'Down with CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE Here an event occurred to Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder,--an idea and it is better so. I present you my compliments, and I will tell expedient of children who live in a constant state of fear. She lied. Arras. his heels, instead of meeting him at his toes. The sewer was now very narrow but sufficient for escape. The distant quays, Paris, that caressed. Does he lack anything? No. One does not lose the sight when ruin everything! It was the collaboration of the pavement, the block of stones, his torch in his hand, his haughty face illuminated by a fatal It is certain that people do talk to themselves; there is no living terminates, if one ascends it, in a blind sack, that is to say, at its egotistical division of great existences which have fallen, that fatal My principal object is to satisfi the desire which progressively animates the man of our century, that is to say, the fashion, agony to agony, from torture to torture, you, your mind, your fortune, summer. Grantaire was a daring drinker of dreams. The blackness of a terrible M. Gillenormand felt that Marius would leave him in a few moments, that explain our indigant situation to you, lacking bread and fire confounded again with the invisible.