street, calm, affectionate, surrounded by the blessings of all, a man of vent to that startling cry:-- a dog, since I'm the daughter of a wolf. There are six of you, what the gardener's bell. A very sonorous bell, placed beside the portress, to the gentle glances of the tender old man, she was picking a daisy to repression, of converting the guilty man into the victim, and the debtor They idolized each other. his head that he did not. It is an error to think that passion, when it is pure and happy, leads vase! tip the urn! One must finish by flinging in one's heart. five, timidly turned the handle and entered the shop, with a request for "You are the commander?" that they forgot that it was fine. staircase. They heard a tumult of ascending footsteps, and the old the mayor had gone to Montfermeil; that it was possible, after all, that which is extinguished under hideous clouds at dawn on a winter's day. through the darkness would have perceived that he was haggard, one feels that one is falling? Well, when the father of a family dies, the boys go off to seek their Jean Valjean resumed:-- in the blood. CHAPTER IV--DETAILS CONCERNING THE CHEESE-DAIRIES OF PONTARLIER. smile! on the three portresses. Things of this nature were said:-- popular imagination seasoned the sombre Parisian sink with some point the inhabitants resisted, at the corner of the Rue Sainte-Avoye Twenty-five millions is the most moderate approximative figure which the one. Magnon played the lady, and talked no thieves' slang in their In that house more than anywhere else, perhaps, arise those children's questions in which Church and State were implicated; but if he had Jean Valjean surveyed the doctor and Marius serenely, almost without windows closed, shutters closed. supposed to continue, but it grows slack and reposes; and the that spark. An idea flashed through Jean Valjean's mind. Anguish does have these large houses, the aristocracy, of which the Thénardier tavern formed a to do, and that I was mad over it! You knew well, that you had but to The first law of safety is to get rid of every sort of load. Every adventures, fantastic constructions, edifices built wholly in the inner Jondrette, in his distress, exercised the industry of speculating on the One winter, the rain-storms and the showers had taken a fancy to each other, had prowled all night long about La Force, great as was operations by opening "his pockets," and dropping into it the two young December. A few ravishing weeks of perfect happiness passed. And he held out the envelope containing the four letters. curtains, and was listening. All at once she cried:-- Last of all, an inexplicable circumstance which had just attracted his woman and the child, and bends them violently to ignominy. thousand francs--it's surely worth all that. This trifle once out of there were streets, possible flight, space. They set to knocking at that The soldiers, we will observe, were full of wrath. moment of his arrival, and warn him of the trap? But Jondrette and his their scabbards, their guns slung in their leather sockets, with an air passer-by. The house of the Petit-Picpus was becoming rapidly depopulated. In 1840, to barricade Mont-Saint-Jean as soon as the village should be carried. Moreover, the cat and the dog were her habitual table-companions; clenched and drawn back. Then she fell back on the bed once more. The crowd, and real men of flesh and blood: it was all over; he beheld the from _gabon_, good evening. Do you want Celtic? Here is _blavin_, a CHAPTER IV--IN WHICH JEAN VALJEAN HAS QUITE THE AIR OF HAVING READ himself strong. For men of Thénardier's nature, every dialogue is a appearance of delicate health and a profoundly premeditated languor, a it was turned into a sepulchre. Three hundred dead bodies were cast into something which had fallen from this little one's apron pocket, and thing. It has been a sepulchre, it has served as an asylum. Crime, BRUJON, 1811. The four merry couples, mingled with the sun, the fields, the flowers, menaced "the established order of things," which was suspicious and completed the work of moral suffering. This creature of five and twenty but supposing that he was the convict Jean Valjean, did that prove that longer eyes; they were those deep and glassy objects which replace the The fireplace and the two chairs were exactly opposite Marius. The or lost, then a pleasure with which your conscience and your vertebral abandoned, vanquished, terrible, those gloomy squares endured their All at once, he saw his shadow in front of him. It was outlined on a CHAPTER IV--HE MAY BE OF USE heels, clenched both fists in his pockets, moved his neck around like a speech through the literary tongue, in 1834. It is in a little work He stammered a few more unintelligible words, then his head fell heavily before the other has had time to say the rather long sentence, "Praised "Hold, I know now. He very often passes along the boulevard, and goes in "You came in opportunely!" ejaculated Bossuet. BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY was probably afraid of being seen through the fence, hardly ever went something in the nature of a turnkey. He was a man of whom his superiors a wine-shop: A rapid and decisive moment, critical for every orphan, be notice of it. "Do you know English?" All at once a man was seen climbing into the rigging with the agility He heard the beating of his arteries as one hears the ticking of a watch ready to enter their carriage again, and all being finished, Cosette and spend the remainder of the night. resembled the honesty of the world in general as nearly as possible. And he repeated to the inspector the dialogue between the long-haired "Well," said she, "and the surprise?" as the world before the Deluge. It is because it, too, as a matter of CHAPTER I--SISTER SIMPLICE look, and is so terrible that no one has ever beheld it; he calls this Sad creatures, without name, or sex, or age, to whom neither good nor his hat was curled up on the left side, in order to make room for a tuft Commiseration has, and should have, its curiosity. This aperture formed Each region of Paris is celebrated for the interesting treasures which iron, slides of iron laid together. It is prettier, better and less They entered the street. It was deserted as usual. Javert followed Jean Jean Valjean, finding himself known to this man, at least only under the there. Perhaps he did not even know that he had a father, poor innocent! two thousand francs a year from it; this constituted nearly the whole of And he fell fainting. "Spy," said the handsome Enjolras, "we are judges and not assassins." As he dreamed, he turned round, and his eyes fell upon the brass knob petticoat upon that chilled and shivering nakedness. Her girdle was a terrible feature,--thus the penal laws, the thing judged, the force due window, and a door lined with iron, and were called _dungeons_; but the "I'm going off," said he, "but you won't go off!" formidable place which had seen the 14th of July. Nineteen barricades OTHER from the ruin. beheld him, him, rise erect on the horizon with a blazing brand in his privilege of speech to chattering. How many things were contained in Brilliant of face, delicate of profile, with eyes of a deep blue, heavy absolute regularity; on the other, intuition, divination, military greedy and avaricious. This man played the good priest when he "Do you want to see? Look here, I'm going to write a word to show you." Paris; as soon as work in any form whatsoever is begun and adventures wall of the chapel--behold the court, the conquest of which was one of Daylight was visible through his bones, but nothing through his eyes. He from catastrophes; minute, correct, vigilant, attentive, sagacious, escape. evidently elsewhere. second offence. few moments, he had reached the rubbish heap and passed round it. There you a government which comprehends the identity of morality and the Esplanade and the bridge of the Invalides, the Champs-Élysées, the father? Why should he! ascended the stairs on the preceding evening. The step was approaching. taken into consideration? This man was visibly stupid. Long-continued Bossuet says. We are going; we are gone. We flee in the arms of Lafitte we reserve to the word its ancient and precise, circumscribed and Reflect on what progress has already accomplished. Formerly, the first obstructed his destiny was disappearing. That man had taken himself off Desmoulins was a native of the faubourgs. Championnet, who treated of a drink was the evident result of the novel situation created by the Chelles, about a quarter of an hour from Montfermeil. cascade of Pissevache." The phenomenon of 1814 after Napoleon was reproduced in 1830 after hotel, "with my fifteen francs, that makes eighty." He fixed a penetrating glance on the stranger. An examining judge could and led to the stable; as he had promised Scaufflaire, he stood beside The descending scale is a strange one; and each one of the rungs of this from it, without missing a single one, and, advancing towards the barrier and the lofty houses which formed the background of the street, gay; one is tender:-- CHAPTER II--ANOTHER STEP BACKWARDS at this solemn moment, resembled the king in that tale of the Orient who the Cæsars once knew, to make the lowest of words the most lofty by crowd, and real men of flesh and blood: it was all over; he beheld the apparently the education of children, in reality the elevation of man. against the wall. It really was something which resembled a picture, and catch a glimpse, beneath the gloomy veil which we are about to lift, of By means of what organ? By means of its intestine. What is its "The meaning of it is," replied Jean Valjean, "that I have been in the At that moment he caught sight of the forty-sou piece, which his foot attended it. But he was present only at one sitting and at three or four Pont-Neuf, and he prevents _people_ from walking on the cornice outside more deeply eaten by that ulcer of convents which I have endeavored to seen anywhere in the world, was the weak point in the prison. The walls ruffian has two heads, one of which reasons out his actions and leads once more. of the year Two by heart. 'The liberty of one citizen ends where the "And how long will the case last?" white hair, his wrinkled brow, his livid lips, and his countenance, undergoing a transformation, almost without being conscious of it, although Prince de Mon***, that is to say a reigning prince abroad, had It was M. Mabeuf. of their execution. It was there, that, about 1829, was committed that before the elephant; the monster, erect, motionless, staring open-eyed defect; in a word, the distant lover who lingered in the ideal, a pale. Moreover, all his emotions were disagreeable. As he went further Faoucq. conversations which are made to be borne away and dispersed like smoke to open, for an hour--one hour of a winter night in the open air! They There is ecstasy in agony. appeared to be, unhappily, well attested; the accused had resided at It was the interior of that severe and gloomy edifice which was called guards and one battalion from Brunswick. "Who is that man?" said M. Leblanc. "It is a continuation of her slumber." The antique slang of the great century is no longer spoken except in His revery had not swerved from its course. He continued to see his duty M. Gillenormand interrupted him with the tone of a man who is speaking They emerged thence a moment later. Enjolras held in his outstretched Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the thou shouldst have some cashmere shawls. Let me call her thou, Monsieur and the Rue Simon-Le-Franc, where they destroyed the barricade with He seized Marius' hand and felt his pulse. when women had, as yet, no soul, she was a soul; a soul of a rosy and Titanic elephant, armed, prodigious, with trunk uplifted, bearing its which has not its dependents. There is no fortune which has not its As the reader sees, the two barricades, though materially isolated, were between the two leaves of a half-shut door. Who is there who has not beautiful of all your names." to them. These three little girls did not yet reckon up four and twenty Combeferre, who was standing beside Enjolras, scrutinized this young all this, deafness, blindness, a black vault, the inside of a tomb Wellington so great is to belittle England. Wellington is nothing but She began again:-- them! Every day, every instant, he heard them walking on the other side always so little fire when there is any fire at all, and which are the radiation of diseases from Paris extends to fifty leagues around the "You certainly are here." stiff, seemed to be awaiting only a coffin; Jean Valjean seemed made of the rolling-mill. You must be on your guard against it, it is crafty She regained, for the purpose of addressing Jean Valjean, inflections of shaking up. "You must hand it over," struck in the man's voice again. is there. Social phthisis is called misery. "There is no one but me." who would pay me. But why do you not go to the inn?" The first to arrive at the garden railing halted, and waited for the killed, 450 soldiers killed. The Hanoverian hussars of Cumberland, a he could not peruse that letter in the presence of that body. in the vicinity of the Temple to which, under Louis XIV., the names of this illuminated space. habits, and he has special notes on each one of them. He reads the souls "Be off with you, or I'll blow up the barricade!" an ambitious man." This seemed all the more probable since the man was The tumult of his thoughts contrasted with the funereal silence of the had been able to make a secret, sewer-like passage on his own property, It is in this manner that, in the blindness of a poor political economy, heads which speak, brains which dream, souls which suffer, passions on the Boulevard du Maine pulled off their hats to an old-fashioned PREFACE Bossuet was killed; Feuilly was killed; Courfeyrac was killed; on the horizon. copy of Pierre de Médine's _Art de Naviguer_, with wood-cuts, edition of All this having been said and done, the goodman turned his back and out of my way. What if I were to go on as far as Richefeu's? Let us have and supped for four, and went down to the porter's quarters for company, Among the words mingled with that mournful saliva which accompanies age permitted, from the bed-chamber, shut the door behind him, and, manufacture of jet and of black glass trinkets. He had made his fortune England, and my grandfather refuses his consent to the marriage. Nothing said to me: 'No, give me your address, my daughter has some purchases to face presented a shade which was not habitual with it,--timidity and to the porter of the cemetery. During this colloquy, which always is over a precipice, "I have come to ask your permission to marry." "Montfermeil is quite pretty, is it not? People go there on pleasure some diversion shall arise. added to the inkstand, and consequently on different days. It was, This congregation had sent out branches throughout all the Catholic drown one a hundred times over, to drown one in mire. Cosette! he made at the English barricades of the two highways,--two large abatis of not wish to penetrate deeply; he did not wish to sound himself. He had afraid, and had fled, or perhaps, had not even returned home at the time termination in _aille_, in _orgue_, in _iergue_, or in _uche_. Thus: who fell into his hands! He would have arrested his own father, if "There is the beginning," said he. "He did not answer my question." they can scare a girl! What! Scare? Oh, yes, much! Because you have alarmed him to the extent of rendering him peremptory. He thought that Moreover, if we deduct the public duties which require to be fulfilled had poured four different sorts of wine. On the first goblet this man, whom a word from you may ruin; on the other hand, justice, which a de la Petite-Truanderie, the fronts were shored up with beams running talk nonsense. For that I return thanks to the immortal gods. We lie. "Cry! bawl!" said Jondrette to her in a low voice. fireworks, the frank laughter, the devil's own row, the huge knots of "There is no longer any Monsieur le Maire here!" hinge of the nineteenth century. The disappearance of the great man was caused him to turn all his researches in the direction of the Cul-de-Sac A few minutes later, the two pieces, rapidly served, were firing point- This lad was pale, thin, clad in rags, with linen trousers in the month If the two poor little beings had listened and if they had been of an "And you are to be turned out of this one." And after a pause, he added:-- firing a gun. an eulogium on the Republic in his presence, he turned purple and grew warning. When I come, they go." who was all stuffed up, had a catarrh which Laigle was beginning to enjoyment. Several weeks passed. All at once, Mother Plutarque fell ill. of despairs, and of tearing from the lowest depths blocks of shadow in cloth of gold, a mitre ornamented with diamonds, an archbishop's cross, astronomer under Louis XVI., was still to be seen. The Duchesse de Duras DEPARTURE their conferences. They had twelve black hours before them; they was the brass vase, while Father Gillenormand was the iron pot. In the meantime, Fantine was staring at the tester of her bed. She "What if the spokes were to be tied together with ropes?" and, so to speak, flit with the movements of a bird which is frightened Pontmercy was one of those who took their revenge and overthrew the of hurling a rock. easily guessed, to lead a bachelor life; it's more convenient, to play Théodule kissed her again, and she experienced the joy of having some of "Then why did you come?" could see nothing clearly but this: "M. Madeleine saved my life." them from sight, although he kept at a good distance. The man turned charming little Loves is already fairly spitted. He is resisting, in a loud voice:-- "It is my little one." after that moment in the cemetery, there was but one way for him to listened to him. In a few days, Marius had become Courfeyrac's friend. Youth is the Waterloo, is the marvellous cleverness of chance. A nocturnal rain, the though the street had folded back on itself its loftiest wall in order insolence of others. clouds of battle before Napoleon, had hardly troubled his gaze and filled with mortar on a concrete foundation, which costs two hundred stage-wagon; the gentleman would make a great mistake if he trusted race is maintained in its purity. They divine purses in pockets, they to our terror which they have caused,--at sunrise Cosette, when she his spectacles, and withdrawing from his nose by sleight of hand the two Cosette, he dressed as the reader has already seen, and had the air of from his couch: "It is I!" and ascended the stairs. He shuddered. Everything depended on him. Unknown to themselves, he "They may," said Marguerite. arrival by pure chance, so long as you do arrive. The common herd is an winter, the same promenade in summer, that is joy, that is happiness, there for? cast into the furnace, let it melt and seethe there, it will become a would have shuddered. The buckle of his leather stock was under his mercy upon him in my turn--what have I done? My duty? No. Something "'Monsieur le Curé of the good God, all this is far too good for me; but BOOK TENTH.--THE 5TH OF JUNE, 1832 the side of these figures indicated that the portraits represented, themselves in his meditation, and he was able to catch a glimpse with "I am to have thirty francs a day. The days of rest to be paid for the hideous vitality of things which have been organized out of place within him a sentimental revelation entirely distinct from legal and taking his precautions. One evening Jean Valjean found difficulty in raising himself on his added:-- hundred francs. If that isn't an abomination, what is!" Jondrette the father:-- ball-dress, with neck uncovered and flowers in her hair, in front of that ruinous expedient of civilization which in the harness of the eatable. My brethren, have pity! behold the suffering on all sides of church bell of the convent. At this signal prioress, vocal mothers, pillars of the market. command. These miners' candlesticks are of massive iron, terminated at of paradise, I was not intended to be a Parisian, that is to say, to further than to touch Cosette's hand, or her kerchief, or a lock of her bite, he exclaimed:-- the regiment of simpletons. Ah, come now, are you brats from the Pope's needle; she wore a cloak of coarse brown woollen stuff, a linen gown, towards him. contracted a habit of coming hither to listen to the mass. I prefer it straw. of law behind the scenes, and who was plunged more than waist high in a chamber and that it should be he. with lawyers in their gowns, were whispering together here and there. mysterious explanation. from his fob suggested the idea of a watch. He held in his hand an old failures; no more money, private fortunes rendered uneasy, public credit The reader has not forgotten that Jean Valjean had religious habits at army; the English grape-shot and the Prussian grape-shot aiding each girls turned round when he passed by, and he fled or hid, with death in she was beautiful than he had when she was homely. He passed very near o'clock in the morning he returned to Courfeyrac's quarters and flung "Monsieur?" it, like de Maistre; others execrate it, like Beccaria. The guillotine Enlarge "It is not that." lost therein. He had come to the point of asking himself whether it were "It will be your turn presently!" hour is God. The passage of the hour produced no effect on Jean Valjean; monstrous:-- walls of this chamber had for ornament, in addition to the two nails "I hate Diderot; he is an ideologist, a declaimer, and a revolutionist, Creator; the Epistle to the Ephesians calls you liberty; Baruch calls air of a head of hair studded with flowers. There was always an admiring Let us behold in Waterloo only that which is in Waterloo. Of intentional Valjean recoiled with anguish and uttered a cry of terror. CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS questioned the man, in order to force him to raise his head a second out, if the truth must be told. As she swept the staircase, she paused, and heaps of folios, and even of 32mos, which they might turn over. He blood ran even to the Nivelles highway, and there overflowed in a large woman. O Favourite, I cease to address you as 'thou,' because I pass the same profile as supremacy. Success, that Menæchmus of talent, has warrior, who, etc._; the pupils in the seminary, _these tender consecrated his fortune, evverything, to defend that cause, and to-day CHAPTER I--THE SURFACE OF THE QUESTION Javert began again calmly:-- ecclesiastic who lived in the thirteenth century. Others are so his manners belonged to the old regime and his habits to the new; a "And, in the first place, was that silver ours?" granite, no longer bore any trace of anything but a melancholy He had taken prizes in his boyhood at the College of Moulins, where he "Since you are Madame Pontmercy, I certainly can be Monsieur Jean." with his nature. his visage it would have been impossible to distinguish anything with convey No, or else he stared at the ceiling: he spoke with difficulty, the house of Jesus Christ. This door does not demand of him who enters without reflecting for an instant on the result, nor on the experiences And with that inward laugh which denotes certainty, he added:-- length, each story retreating twelve feet back of the story below, in bottom of my soul remained black. It is not enough to be happy, one must incident which, though unnoticed by the wedding party, marked the but fangs. movement, like a person who is just waking up. "I answer for that." apple-tree which came nearest rangling Adam with its pips, and the Magloire standing behind them and serving them at table. Nothing could CHAPTER VI--WAITING paternity, and not attaching any importance to the matter, had never lodgings. Courfeyrac said to Bahorel:-- the scaling of the wall, then thrown away by the alarmed marauder; there national park, at that time owned by Bourguin the contractor, happened "He must be able to set out again on the next day if necessary." At Javert's exclamation, Fantine opened her eyes once more. But the recalls perfectly that unfortunate wretch who was chained to the end of point of grasping this bar, a hand emerged abruptly from the darkness, I entered here; but you are so good, that I no longer know what has "Do people die of it?" Well, never mind! Say, now! You must have thought me ridiculous when you The grave-digger dropped his shovel. is smaller; that is all. of sand-lice continues to leap tumultuously under the feet of the mother and a nurse, 'Abjure!' giving her her choice between the death of "Villager," retorted the man, "I ought not be a grave-digger. My "It is useless," replied Jean Valjean. "I am believed to be dead, and of her blouse. There, in fact, Marius felt a paper. upon which is superposed the marvellous historical formation called The house, as we have just mentioned, was still very nearly furnished trembling in every limb, a Picard accent, an infantile laugh, the air of love is a very obscure and a very sweet thing. sectionaries of the Friends of the People, the Law School, the Medical not perceive the form of a single idea distinctly, and he could have convict," proceeding from the mouth of M. Fauchelevent and entering the itself. was still enveloped in 1832, in an immense shirt of woodwork, which we bit of writing which had hung on the garden wall since 1819. He wore an air of serenity which rendered him singularly venerable. half being at the Bastille; the 6th Dragoons at the Célestins; and the course towards La Hulpe. He was on foot. He was pursuing a broad paved He bounded rather than climbed upon his commode, and resumed his post the scarf became a shawl once more. held the right, Delort's division was on the left. It seemed as though "There will be a funeral here to-morrow." first day of her life! her mouth replied to one, and her glance replied Javert bent his head and gazed. All was black. Nothing was to be balls? Would they effect a breach? That was the question. While the position near the sailor. It was high time; one minute more, and the throats cut,--and all this so that a peasant can say to-day to the horror; there was also a frightful silence; there were open mouths which together, their fetters clanked, their eyes glared ferociously, their "The cowards!" people said. "Let them show themselves. Let us see them! lottery, and behold! you are a clever man. He who triumphs is venerated. France by kings, had been diversely interpreted in France, as we have Javert possessed this physiognomy minus the baseness. as a National Guardsman, owing to the insurrection, and the father had pursy Basque, who have been mentioned above. "By the way, where's that bread?" never thinks himself sufficiently hidden. The child, whose thoughts were sense, while appreciating the blood from which he had sprung, counting Restoration, prisoners condemned to death re-entered Paris on the day Fantine. In the crowd which surrounded and cheered Lafayette, it was noticed There was no one in the glade. Boulatruelle rushed to the heap of "It is not that." other damage, however, than that of scratching nearly all the skin off behind the corner of the little Rue Mondétour that frightful pistol moment, and the entire crowd surveyed, with more anxiety than he did advance to be dead," he exclaimed. He said of the crucifix: "There is a close-shaven turf, those pebbly paths, that chalk, those pools, you went to Auvergne; that you were born at Faverolles, where you were colonel and himself--that what the colonel did for flowers, he did for "By the way, you new man, have you your card?" prioress in 1847; and finally, Mother Sainte-Céligne (sister of the our cities, and to send back to the fields the rich water of the cities, bickerings, I love Agnes, I love Pamela, Lise burned herself in setting with a bewildered air. and which was saying to him:-- "Then I will pray to God and I will think of you here, so that you may conscript, he was found asleep on the floor, lying like a log near those unfortunate men who are widowers, I throw the sublime proclamation There comes an hour when protestation no longer suffices; after to breathe, will be just so many terrible labors. Your lungs will they die. This is an affliction to them, and causes them consternation Paix." "At whose house?" "In the street." "What sections were there?" unscrewed it, and used it as a saw to cut the cords which fastened him, Father Mabeuf raised his head. He saw a gardener passing, and Jean Valjean had never, in the whole of his long life, known anything of century belonging to the Naples Library. M. Mabeuf never had any fire liberalism to the liberalism which demolishes. They were heard to say: and the young women of my old age dress like the old women of my At the moment when the cart moved off, he admitted that he had felt, a about him were undergoing a change of aspect: he exclaimed:-- of an enormous right is projected athwart Waterloo. It is the day of the door. Set out at once, and return ditto." on top. This exists. It can be seen. It can be touched. These _in pace_, "I lost him young," said he. This brother, of whom but little memory rest, and having no bond with the army, now shattered in every part, neither stout nor thin, neither tall nor short. Hence adaptations which a wrestler in the dark whom he had had in his grasp for the last five Cosette persisted, and added in a voice rendered hoarse with anguish, cold. Good! You have dressed up. You have done well! You must inspire to prove that they are men of war; hunt, smoke, yawn, drink, smell of road, vanished; this is a sort of contemplation which sometimes from the earth, with the flag of terror in his hand. The two teeth had been extracted. We have just spoken of M. Gillenormand's two daughters. They had come "This is too much! How is this?" All were the direct sons of the French Revolution. The most giddy of He got out of the coffin, and helped Fauchelevent to nail on the lid you ought to perceive that I am well informed. Now what I have to tell Master Scaufflaire continued:-- "Mr. Mayor," said the Fleming, "all my horses are good. What do you mean "I can't, I belong in the procession, I'm the one to shout 'Down with instinct, and had spied upon him as though he had been paid for so "Ah! yes," he said to himself, "I had resolved to inform against palliation, when the nuns put on this chemise on the 14th of September, costly, they consisted in one thing: being with Marius. The great Marius read. He had evidence, a certain date, irrefragable proof, these and did sentinel duty under their windows. This carried him on to ten that swaddling-band in which the tragic Friend of the people had enjoyed intelligence, he was confusedly conscious that some monstrous thing was He caught sight of a corner of the wall on which was placarded the aware of it, and without the idea of explaining it to himself having feet, his foot still resting on the silver piece, he added:-- instantly. The inferior's triumph in the presence of his superior must shaven, bearded, gray, black, white, Franciscans, Minims, Capuchins, following morning he awoke in a mood that was almost gay. He thought the The little Mondétour barricade, hidden behind the wine-shop building, The sewers of Paris in 1832 were far from being what they are to-day. her infant and the death of her conscience. What say you to that torture one from Alten's division, and one from the battalion of Lunenburg, "That I may blow that man's brains out." commune, there is right. The monastery is the product of the formula: M. Madeleine drew three napoleons from his purse and laid them on the The hand which had seized him from behind and whose grasp he had felt at Human nature is made thus; the other tender emotions of his youth, if he He felt humiliated that that hero should have owned anything to this "You scamp!" shouted the furious pedestrian. victory? No. The winning number in the lottery. already been mentioned, and whom M. Gillenormand called "the disgrace of else; to come every evening to the Rue Plumet, to displace the old and good once more; to be a just man? Was it not that above all, that alone, traverse the unpaved field of the barricade and disappear behind the in wooden boxes, at the extremity of which spreads out a little white everything there, stick it all in. Break down the house. A barricade is life and have vanished into eternity, linger there almost entirely Cosette dressed herself very hastily, combed and dressed her hair, which produces somewhat the effect of acquiescence, of the enemy being driven All this was so strange and so violent, that there suddenly took place than according to what he thinks. There is will in thought, there is "Where do I stand? Am not I dreaming? What have I heard? Is it really just found it again. weakly flock who adored their emperor, but loved their bishop. the just. But by the side of and above the philosophers, there were the think him capable of making a concession. Nevertheless, he did not say M. Leblanc's glance returned to the bottom of the room as he examined with a certain complaisance, the lustrous gleams of his trousers, and strolling in the garden. In the midst of the confused thoughts which full of the charity which consists in giving, but not having in the same neither badly clothed, nor badly fed; they were treated almost like Combeferre, wearing an apron, was dressing the wounds: Bossuet and the richest of all, we understate the truth when we value the loss on "To the fair and tender Imogene--" The Thénardier speedily replaced her gruff air by her amiable grimace, of his waistcoat, without any one having noticed his movements. Besides, "I do not know what you mean to say. You are mistaken in me. I am a very thrown back upon itself, works downward within itself, since it cannot Combeferre complemented and rectified Enjolras. He was less lofty, but vicious. Children at that age are only copies of their mother. The size Affiliated and initiated, they sketched out the ideal underground. her:-- a heel which makes one's eyes start from their sockets; to bite horses' And he added:-- "Bah!" replied Jean Valjean, "four paces will put life into my legs once combined silence and sound, of the statue of the commander, but this Saint-Barthélemy, the cut-throats of September, the manslaughterers of CHAPTER III--AUSTERITIES The darkness was complete. It was the sepulchral moment which follows He was cold; he lighted a small fire; it did not occur to him to close She counted the minutes that passed in this manner, and wished it were will grow again, but my teeth! Ah! what a monster of a man! I should direct creation and the metaphor: _le cab jaspine, je marronne que la the last, who became illustrious at an early age, he was endowed with horrible clamor of that irritated hinge should not have disturbed the connection do you make this confession? What is your motive?" bristling hair, with that wild and uneasy eye, with that blouse, just as that wild and desperate bell, wailing amid the shadows. bonnet. He heard an ineffable voice, which must have been "her voice." overtake the other. trench of truth, where the immense social sliding ends. They are there They pillaged a factory of small-arms on the Boulevard Saint-Martin, and but a slight shadow, a faint cloud, and she was so full of joy that the phrase well:-- ourselves overpowered with respect. There is, in the synagogue, in the Nevertheless, Javert dropped a few questions, like plummets, into conduct this creature to jail." have been required to bring this cess-pool to the point of relative world which surrounds us renders back what it has received; it is of the body, but it did allow the passage of the eyes; that is to ago. You gave me a hundred sous, and I said to you: 'I don't want your It was a passion, in fact. Marius was on the high road to adoring his But this lasted only for a moment. That which is terror by night is "How so?" demanded Marius; for it was he: in fact, he had just quitted "Speak." "What do you want?" will not lie about your address. Write it yourself." later; at one o'clock in the morning, possibly, she heard a loud burst And pulling his cap down over his eyes, he quitted the room. be seen, so hidden was it in the most sombre tones of the design which at her, he grew calm and regained possession of his freedom of mind. there is the pure blood; there is the true physiognomy; there this essential had been compromised as yet, and he had five hundred francs in A terrible moment ensued, during which the poor portress felt as though Beneath the folds of this veil of smoke, and thanks to his small size, admirable thing for the police to be on such intimate juggling terms and Director gbnewby@pglaf.org that his father, _the slasher_, as M. Gillenormand called him on his crown. Innocence has no need to be a highness. It is as august in rags spoken above made him turn round. At that moment he saw distinctly, "Impossible to-day. Two new spokes and a hub must be made. Monsieur will into any contact whatever with Cosette was a heartrending perplexity to Invalides? all of them brandishing sticks, some brandishing sabres, without order virtue, would be seasoned with a crime. And what would be the taste of you shall pass it on to your grandson. Here are two hundred pistoles. Thénardier." because they work in charcoal. They are chimney-builders. Don't trouble "Well?" something that made a part of Cosette, and Cosette was something which who grouped themselves under different appellations, but who may all be "Ah! it's you, you scamp?" said he; "you shall have nothing." elder with his left hand and the younger with his knee, and slammed object which he had deposited there. It resembled a short bar of people who smell bad." arrest me. You know that well enough." He was about to pursue his way, when his eye lighted on a little grayish dynasties, and to transfigure Europe at the pace of a charge; to make ------ while all the sailors were trembling and drawing back, he had asked l'Homme Armé became silent and solitary once more; in a twinkling, that wrote duty letters to his father, which were dictated by his aunt, and extremely deep; a man sweats, digs, toils all night--for it must be done they miscarry, they are worthy of veneration; and it is, perhaps, in directly on the street; it formed a deeply retreating niche, concealed resembled the departure of souls ran through the grass. In the matter of _cant_, Mademoiselle Gillenormand could have given Madeleine heard her say, in a low voice: "How wicked that doctor is not to surrender himself to save that man, struck down with so melancholy has polished boots and varnished words, if looked at not outside, but dragon, and behind the second the sphinx. gentleness and tenderness are born with love, and the young girl who blue drilling, worn and threadbare, white on one knee and torn on the Pontmercy!' And he takes his pen. Monsieur, I have bowels of compassion. and grapes, inundated with sunshine, displaying her marble breast in a Dwarf_ was transferred into _Mirror_. The Café Lemblin stood up for the One morning it came to pass that M. Gillenormand spoke slightingly of we cannot comprehend. barricades; to fire for a long while, in order to exhaust the a baron, but this had produced no effect on Cosette. She did not "But you," went on Montparnasse, "where are you bound for now?" "That is good." punning allusion.] soldiers tripping over the dead and wounded and entangled in the We have but little to add to what the reader already knows of what had that unhappy gentleman a little, too. He had a father-in-law, a wealthy cross-belts, cartridge-boxes for grenades, hussar dolmans, red boots compulsory education with the growth of childhood, and make of science him to abandon these miserable, condemned heads. One day, he said to charming; all at once she turned her head over her shoulder with the Towards the end of April, everything had become aggravated. The action by taking Mont-Saint-Jean, which was situated at the intersection from it, without missing a single one, and, advancing towards the a grand, catholic uprising. The sound of right in movement is across that cold and lifeless face and had then vanished, and the mad become Philemon and Baucis. Manage so that, when you are with each Surely, this saying of a peasant is a fine one: "Father So-and-So, your the Empire of such an Emperor, when that nation is France and when it It was the conventionary's turn to be arrogant, and the Bishop's to be at the lass." planted with magnificent trees. In the dining-room, a long and superb "Coming! Coming!" said she. "One has no time for anything in this He replied in a low voice:-- cries, he knows that they are listening to him, and that no one will after all, they make sport of it, of your republic--do you understand, was glacial towards Napoleon in his decline. Beginning with 1813, he CHAPTER II--MARIUS you do not like. I will give all the money you require. You shall be these lamentable profiles with the blackness of its shadows; there He was two years younger than Bossuet. Marius might have set out that very evening and have been with his He quitted the Luxembourg, hoping to find her again in the street. He had arrived just in the nick of time. on the nail!" no fault of his. Perhaps, even, he is already dead. Here his fever sawdust, and shavings, on which stood a large dog, barking; then a long, following the example of all those who have been wise, holy, and just, stake. Marius understood that probably, judging from their flight on the good cakes and lasses were to be found at the Ermitage, on the Boulevard further than '93, and our tears must begin before Louis XVII. I will words:-- apple-turnover which had been impossible, and he indulged himself in the staircase and the corridor, and when he enters here, you will go down change; in the other lay six napoleons. why he retraced his steps. He did not even say to himself that he would a more magnificent mystery than when it goes from thought to conscience gray of the sky. when he arrived at the galleys. He there condemned society, and felt cut off the lower steps. These consisted of large slabs of blue stone, reorganization, they had opened fire on the barricade. The insurgents and magnificent history of a man who was delivering himself up so gentleman, the bourgeois, whom I do not know, put snow in my back. Has few strides Jean Valjean stood beside him. God. The good God says: A FEW OBSERVATIONS FOR THE GOOD OF THE SERVICE. low roofs of the Rue Polonceau. bottom. The sewer was the lower world. The idea of exploring these A wholesale arrest of malefactors, like that in the Jondrette garret, his handkerchief. Babet read the papers, a striking exception in the hermetically again. CHAPTER V--ENLARGEMENT OF HORIZON BOOK FIFTH.--THE EXCELLENCE OF MISFORTUNE At the corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier, a bent old woman was put to the cart, climbed into it, and resumed the road which he had been menacing, and, from menacing, was probably about to become desperate. In subterranean circulation on the association of these four men. In the taste. He is not very academic by nature. Thus, to give an example, the "Mamma," resumed the elder, "is a lady who lives with Mamselle Miss." Was it not a fearful thing that Javert and Jean Valjean, the man made to in that way is not necessarily worthy of enthusiasm and respect. The pun house. So I was saying, that there remains in my possession a valuable realm_. Marius, as though the sentiment of duty had returned to him, and, in peril, they understood, I will not say his thought, but his nature, dirty sheets, a servant, lice, and a smile; to stop passers-by, to empty Prêcheurs. the enemy's batteries, had discovered nothing of it, and had returned Although Monseigneur Bienvenu was far from being a politician, this is, Frederick's snuff on the tip of his thumb, and hurled this indignant anything but stolen consideration, that consideration humiliates me, and And he dismissed Javert with a wave of the hand. that accordingly there was no danger. which is called grape-shot passed overhead with its terrible sound he enormous cane, and conversation set off by puns of Potier. Over all, us not blindly accept the indications which they afford us. It would DISEMBARKING state of sinister amazement when he could lead his tumultuous legions defended the approach to the Faubourg du Temple; those before whom these there; the name of Champmathieu might well have had its origin in themselves. Envious rivalries arose. M. Madeleine's vast workshops were At the hour of civilization through which we are now passing, and which "Then why did you come?" Chelles that Cosette was obliged to go for her water. Here the deep shouts which proceeded from the direction of the Halles She, too, was clad only in a chemise and a knitted petticoat patched She thought no more about it. CHAPTER IV--IN WHICH JEAN VALJEAN HAS QUITE THE AIR OF HAVING READ genius of man with the powers of nature. "Oh! I am a stone in your walls." "What?" "What's that he's got in his paddle? A pistol?" success was to arrest the pistol in the act of being discharged, and to inaccessible height, the pale marble phantom of Cæsar. The Emperor had CHAPTER VII--SOME PETTICOAT l'Homme Armé. he had been traced and followed. Cosette had been obliged to give way. that room, and that would disturb her." at hand. I walk very softly, so that you may not hear, for you might be distance: it was her custom to imagine the Thénardier always present. Ah! Ah! That's good! That's really capital!" wheeled round towards a bust of M. le Duc de Berry, which stood on the peasants in the valley of Queyras! There are three thousand souls of which comprehends the man better than he comprehends himself. The Bishop CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER book takes place, there was not, as there is to-day, a policeman at "Monsieur Pontmercy." frequent passage of vehicles enlarges streets. The symptoms of a new following the execution, and on many succeeding days, the Bishop earned thirty francs, and counted with certainty, so far as he himself blood. The marauders in the train of an army were more or less in who even goes so far as to ridicule the cross. his former companions in infamy, the convicts Brevet, Chenildieu, and fell upon his arm; he felt himself vigorously thrust aside by a push adherence. Their only servant, Madame Magloire, grumbled a little. It why Marius should return, that if he intended to return, he should Zétulbé. The sound of the flute proceeded from the direction of the Rue will be there. Two men would be better. However, never mind! I shall "That is very lucky," said the old man, in a reproachful tone. "What is your name?" inquired Laigle. "For the wine." rather than pretty; she had no ungraceful feature, but she was awkward, wished to incarnate the people. God had done a grander thing with it, he superannuated fashion, at M. Gillenormand's house. and crumbles. The billows, torn and lashed by the wind, encompass him consideration? Then note the infamy of Brutus, Marcel, Arnould von Cosette. It seemed to him that he had traversed a tomb, and that he had in it. His back was almost in contact with Father Mabeuf's bench. He with an enormous nose, an elderly air, and huge black moustache, and a two apotheoses mingling, in the background, one knows not how, behind a two doors; perhaps they might be forced. The wall above which he saw the of a beggar. A frightful season! Winter changes the water of heaven and concealing himself, and have called himself Jean Mathieu? He goes to