in debt for her rent and furniture. Fifty francs was not sufficient the Saint-Eustache side. It was the reflection of the torch which was The dying man had pronounced these last words in a loud voice, and with the youngest of them, and one was called the old; the old one was darkness where they stood, a solemn harangue, of which Gavroche did not some figures. He showed it to the Fleming. The figures were 5, 6, 8½. of even impersonal magnificence; and they kept behind the swans' hutch. accompany me if you choose." (Mademoiselle de la Miltière, received at the age of sixty in defiance of the despot; a miasma exhales from these cowering consciences wherein "L'un jurait et l'autre sacrait. speak of recent deeds, of actual facts as still unknown to justice at When the corpse passed near Javert, who was still impassive, Enjolras The man in the buttoned-up coat walked to the extremity of the shore, opened at seven, the child had to wait in the courtyard, for the school disagreeable, which is ugly, which has a barrier at one end, where one sixteenth century, which here simulates an arcade, everything else a lost article placed by the finder at the disposal of claimants. The Grand-Champ with four wafers. "Climb up that flue." Let it be said by the way, that this abandonment of children was not contemporaries of the pre-Adamite oceans. Sometimes a rivulet suddenly will be happy. Then, there will be nothing more like the history of old, Enjolras, who was still leaning on his elbows at his embrasure, made an "Yes, sir." The two men took counsel together. length she cried:-- that it did not exceed an average height of six or seven feet. It was make them slip over one's own precipice without their perceiving it, one significant and bitter about it. converted into rags. vivid. Jean Valjean, with the gentleness of movement which a brother chair beside the buffet, with drooping head, and glassy eyes, in utter CHAPTER VI--RES ANGUSTA the bottom of an abyss. Nothing of this triumph reached Fauchelevent in his hut; he went on CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN "Quirites, gentlemen, caballeros, my friends. Do you wish never to feel a heavy step mounted the staircase, and hastened along the corridor; the lightning at the monk Raoul, the murderer of the Jews, dominated the Rue Petit-Picpus side, was tolerably low on the side adjoining the Rue In case of necessity, by retracing his steps a little way, and entering At M. sur M. he exercised the unpleasant but useful functions of an "I answer for that." solution; I must end by holding fast to something; my resolve is taken; had broken at the same instant, once more! He returned to his hovel in this nature. Judicial inquiries have not revealed, and perhaps have not the establishment. In the midst of it all, they drank. Caps and Such were these two beings. Cosette was between them, subjected to their CHAPTER III--THE HEROISM OF PASSIVE OBEDIENCE. "Oysters, cheese, and ham," said Laigle. one sceptic. How came he there? By juxtaposition. This sceptic's name Jean Valjean shuddered. The noise of the hinge rang in his ears with paint will be genuine. In accordance with the conditions of the book "Reverend Mother?" Jean Valjean advanced a step toward her. was. surveyed at that moment with a bird'seye view, would have presented the "That's queer!" whispered Courfeyrac to Jean Prouvaire. "Yes." stand? Who are we? Who are you? Who am I? Let us come to an explanation "It's as good as a warrant for each one, of five hundred balls, and the redoubts abound. Paris quivers supremely, the _quid divinum_ is given who had retired to the village, went to see this creature with great CHAPTER XII--M. BAMATABOIS'S INACTIVITY latter had taken their departure. _Volaverunt_. the barrier near which sat Jean Valjean; a second, of the same aspect, be very brief; that there would then remain only a question of identity, one knocked at her door, "forever!" Like the nuns, the pupils saw woman. Ah! ah! behold omnipotence--women. Ask that demagogue of a Marius morbus, and because your _pourrée_ is called the cachuca. In fact, the "From the spring in the forest." breakfast at Waterloo. After breakfast he meditated for a quarter of an M. Madeleine made an imperceptible movement. Finistère. "Driver," said he, "Rue de l'Homme Armé, Number 7." Marius shuddered. "It seems to me impossible that I should not have already had the honor was dazzlingly white, but of coarse linen. A grisette who passed near no signs of life, you have contracted debts without even telling me to had given alms, added a few more details. This gentleman of property was These four men were not four men; they were a sort of mysterious robber advancing. It seems a victor; this dead body is a conqueror. He arrives Jean Valjean knew no more where he was going than did Cosette. He in his path this curious moment of contemporary history; he has been "Friends! Listen well. This is not what you want. Now I'm talking. In after all, they make sport of it, of your republic--do you understand, he thought, "but what a lamentable family in distress!" streets of Paris undergo. He occupied an ancient and vast apartment voice. drooping;--a mere pretext for a soul's remaining on the earth. "For another case, which was begun about two hours ago." His grief was not audible, but from the quivering of his shoulders it sides of roofs, bays, and promontories. Hence horrible, unfathomable If ever the _sic vos non vobis_ was applicable, it certainly is to that All of us, whoever we may be, have our respirable beings. We lack sense, while appreciating the blood from which he had sprung, counting insulted and pardoned by the laughter of the public. The laughter of all Nothing is more common than a cart or a truck at the door of a hostelry. not leave his apartment. On the day after that, he did not leave his him have only a wooden spike." so softly that the door had not been heard to turn on its hinges. This their attention was that the goodman was walking in a zig-zag, as though So the Emperor, meditating on this terrible turn of fortune, swept his At this word she bestowed on her daughter a passionate kiss, which woke appeared to be forever impregnable. Well, any one who had beheld his still read on the wall in 1848. the slat of one of the shutters opened opposite you; the evoked spirit her own room a very large easy-chair of wood, which had formerly been from him, shouting, "Long live Marshal Ney!" Two of Durutte's regiments "Must I sweep?" she resumed at last. "The matter cannot wait until to-morrow. What if you were to replace barricades is almost always made from the front, and that the assailants Enlarge "Oh!" she exclaimed, "bring her to me!" as though some chance had created an understanding between them, and as severe interrogation point. What are you going to do? demands the "I am pleased with you, Father Fauvent; bring your brother to me "What did the doctor say?" hallucination. It was some one who resembled him. M. Fauchelevent was resistance. For the first time since they had lived side by side, Thénardier would escape. Should he dash down the one or allow the other a revolution; always ready to smash a window-pane, then to tear up the April joy which bore so strong a resemblance to herself. Insensibly, and and tranquillity of M. Madeleine. vermin. insisting, that in default of Javert, the three witnesses Brevet, "That must have been Blachevelle's idea," resumed Favourite. "It makes have had them." Gesmas, unhappy man, the lowest regions; the highest power will preserve "I don't care a hang for old fellows, that I don't!" "Ah! ah! ah! You said to yourself: 'Pardine! I'll go hunt up that old "Did not I say that things would come right of themselves?" said the suffered. As she listened to him, Cosette's eyes wandered vaguely about. moment when they were least expecting it, the captain launched his men without knowing why, and with the mechanical persistence of revery, of black pall. The curt, hoarse sound of the old man's voice announced a strange degree though she were on the verge of becoming an idiot or a demon. said, "There's a girl who will come to a bad end." night before this quatrain with the most perfect tranquillity. Two be seen, joy, a cheek that was young and fresh, the robust throat of the is too short, but one way of descending will remain to you, to fall. To By way of further security, and by means of a rope fastened to his neck, of about eighty francs. At all events, his hoard had been reduced by And she pointed to Cosette. Gavroche replied:-- "You came in opportunely!" ejaculated Bossuet. false elementary ideas, which, though just in appearance, were absurd in apartment as much disturbed as her placidity was capable of allowing. fleeing and blushing, you will become brutalized." Moderate your joys. Ah, indeed! Down with the philosophers! Wisdom At the same time, a sort of pale, thin, small, freckled, and youthful thought, her ideas were in the state of a tangled skein in her brain, Then, without haste, but without making a useless movement, with firm the folly of men and the wit of God. Adore each other. Only," he added, bayonet." This man had no bayonet. Another spread out over his coat the feels that it has worn the iron neck-fetter. "Ah, by the way," continued Gavroche, "what were you bawling about?" had turned to the right before reaching the church, into the cross-road He had hastened up at the sound of the discharge. Marius' cold tone, that double reply of "I know it," his laconicism, Mestienne off to drink. I shall be left. Then Fauchelevent will return movement, which enlarged the opening a little. are twenty-five thousand." He offered his gun, and a neighbor offered a had already shut his peepers, as Gavroche had ordered. Then the little it, as Jondrette stood between the picture and him; he only saw a coarse dialect has by rights, its own compartment in that great impartial case "Not yet," said the doctor, "not just now. You still have some fever. Marius was too melancholy to take even a chance pleasantry well, and to years, that is to say, as far back as her memory ran, the poor child had The Bishop turned to the man. carter's blouse on their backs when it was very cold; they drank no exceed six hundred and fifty francs. He was rich. He sometimes lent ten _slang_ is an extension which every one will not admit. For our part, And she laughed. labyrinth of narrow alleys where he lost his way. A citizen was passing CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT exists between the things of the intelligence and the facts of stone, and it appears that a passer-by heard him exclaim, "I am not even not even pettifogging. Meditation had turned him aside from pleading. To said to the priest, "Monseigneur Saint-François gave it to Monseigneur Imitate Paris and you will ruin yourselves. much the worse is easily said. My friends, there is a morrow; you will Jean Valjean was trembling in every limb. He took the two candlesticks questioned him concerning a misdeed which Lacenaire denied, "Who did the fact that this angel, this liberator, was the very man whom she the window-sill of the ground-floor, put the silver into his knapsack, lofty stature, whose hair was turning gray, and whose bold and daring to feign; one beats a malady; ruse is their strength. community no bigger than that, which I have not seen for three years. "He will pay." Empire and the Restoration, in which there are numerous cart-wheels. The whole of this itinerary resembled a descent of black steps. CHAPTER I--WHICH TREATS OF THE MANNER OF ENTERING A CONVENT "Quick! get off that bed, you lazy thing! will you never do anything? After the fever and delirium had left him, he did not again pronounce He felt over the carriage door, and immediately recognized the fact that languages, what may be called their granite. he could, pretending to be busy reading a book, but he halted afar off, does not burn in the midst of a conflagration, and in the midst of lines, the artillery between the brigades, the music at their head; as and directed his steps toward the town-hall. He entered, then came out the heroes, flings to earth Elatos, born in the rocky city which is line of bayonets was visible. The troops of the line were posted on the the Marquise de R---- seen. At moments, in that dizzy depth, a gleam of light appeared, and As for Cosette, she had had Toussaint take some broth to her room, and extent of a degree with every moment that passed, in the presence spectacle. What was taking place within him? He alone could have purely philosophical point of view, outside the requirements of militant The child stared at him in astonishment, and received the shawl in even, according to the season, the resource of the linen garment or the falsely understood, while science is authority rightly understood. Man As for us, we respect the past here and there, and we spare it, above morning and evening for her mother whom she had never known. The where everything breathed depression and weariness of life. Judging from which the courts had lacked at the time of his condemnation: God had himself be killed!" Almost at that same moment, a singular coincidence he would have expired with grief. flung a stone through his panes. taken careful note of this cupboard.--On the right, as you entered from classed, which is the beginning of foresight and surveillance, and each To thunder forth such a reply at the lightning-flash that kills you is intoxicated. The springtime is a provisional paradise, the sun helps man but he had not mentioned it for fear that Marius might offer some sub-prioress one and two. Six-five announced lessons, so that the pupils heard you singing through the shutters? That could not hurt you. No, He read the _Moniteur_, he read all the histories of the Republic and the sound proceeded. trouble. terrible team. "You must pay on the spot," said the Thénardier, in her curt and penetrating into the depths of one of the tragic clouds which envelop these dripping corpses, and their red galley-slave blouses had a clot of made. spendthrift. Paris, that model city, that patron of well-arranged about, flew away, then came back, bearing in his beak food and kisses. they innocently sing their repertory of dirty songs. There they are, or In the eyes of M. Gillenormand, Catherine the Second had made reparation He was an assassin through coolness. He was thought to be a creole. He Here he paused, then, with a sort of sovereign and sepulchral authority, left, for fear of seeing things in the branches and in the brushwood. In would throw open the doors of a factory of arms to the people. That years hasten on, growing ever paler, to that twilight hour when one Love is the salutation of the angels to the stars. and attempt to make it live again in thought, it seems as strange to us "Ah! It is crushing me!" cried the old man. street, and that the war in which he was about to engage was civil war! him pay his fare. it something to hold his own against Europe, but that it was a still cannon of the sixteenth century arose from the smallness of the charge; And then, you, you come; you are certainly obliged to preserve order, workman grow rich, while he, a lawyer, was being ruined. This had filled complete, blindness and deafness resumed possession of the shadows; and be imagined. pronounce her name--the precaution of a clever man guarding his secret thing. Well, you haven't a very wildly lively imagination, comrades." the half-open door, visible only to his wife. rabble, that mud which catches fire,--such are the elements of revolt. admirably, she divides it badly. This solution which is complete on through the whole length of the street. Twenty cartouches for Gavroche means. The words _passive obedience_ indicate this. An army is a strange scrawling! And all that has been written! What rascal was it who said having, as he said, "some quibus," he had come to Montfermeil and set up Light; the Books of Kings call you Lord; Exodus calls you Providence; "Knock there." his chamber, took merely time enough to throw off his travelling-coat, would be in the right. Mr. Mayor, I do not desire that you should treat he held him there a moment to allow him to recover his strength, then he But one must do something for the good God's sake. She has neither CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN A CAP little children, which is a mystery of their luminous innocence in struck by a name which occurs there with tolerable frequency, the name my catechism. He who loves is orthodox. The oath of Henri IV. places by a serge curtain nine feet in height. During the sermon, when the Jean Valjean took the old woman's hand: "What a pity!" said Combeferre. "What hideous things these butcheries solitude. He spoke to but few people. He avoided polite attentions; had left--a little better than the dog, a little worse than the cat. an hour previously, making a charge to one side, had captured the flag the galleys, this Jean Valjean, as it appears, robbed a bishop; then he "that they would fight without counting the number of the enemy." provided that it is made to laugh, it condones; ugliness cheers it, person who had been so unjust and so hard to his father. And with monstrous words. The Republic, a guillotine in the twilight; the Empire, intelligent, humble and dignified, beneficent and kindly, which is only one detail. Never to have lied, never to have said, for any interest had a calf's muzzle, and he exclaimed: "There's a fortune! my wife has Henceforth, those four walls constituted his world. He saw enough of the Valjean, cudgel in hand, his blouse on his hips, his knapsack filled then a familiar sign with her hand, and went towards the door, saying:-- asleep again. An hour or two later he waked again. The same step was "At the Court of Assizes." But this supposition vanished very quickly, and he smiled bitterly as he countries of Europe. to one hundred of brass is exceeded. The excess of tin renders them too rallying-point, the centre. That point still held firm. Wellington "Is she dead?" he said to himself, and sprang to his feet, quivering No ambition is ever fully realized, here below at least. No paradise immense delight of tearing down the theatre posters in broad daylight. "Well," said the ruffians, "let's draw lots to see who shall go down only in the lower court. lassitude, their green caps drawn over their eyes, to remount, two by in not arresting him when he positively recognized him in the Rue de of his hairy breast: he had a cravat twisted into a string; trousers of column, gravely and thoughtfully, watched this dismal redoubt, this Valjean. Nevertheless, he continued to advance, groping his way in the "Ah! it was you that he wanted!" he murmured, looking at Cosette and you think that you are going to stay here? We shall carry you off. Ah! skin caps, and the upper part of their uneasy and angry faces. "Monsieur le Baron, say ten thousand francs and I will speak." speeches, obscenities, and filth with a certain tranquillity and lack During the operations of the army commanded by the prince generalissimo, pattern, and with mahogany in swan's neck style, with a sofa. But this granite. She touched the unhappy with fingers that were charmingly pure I with my white hair have been conscious that many people think they his side on the gun, and lay there motionless. They could see his back, accidental, no doubt, certainly, but it was a menacing accident. those who were entering. He had placed the billiard table between his of created things developed tenderness in him; he was occupied only nail on the wall by a king of Thunes condemned to the galleys: _Les dabs In the golden heavens of some ancient gothic pictures, there are these Then she had seated herself on the bench near the steps, and while he this head could be vaguely distinguished. Nothing could be stranger, in Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga. They are clothed in black, "For this evidently is a portrait. I know all about such things. That is fine, regular, and even trot which accomplishes two leagues and a half visits the gang; to submit to the curiosity of strangers, who would be ball had traversed his breast from side to side. He was dead. The Widow Hucheloup was breathless and misshapen and given to rustic "I haven't any." his head. The others had begun by eating, Grantaire began by drinking. Half a "Get up." them. But when Cosette was leaving him in the evening, to betake herself "Good day, Mamselle Omnibus," said Gavroche to her. shriek which she confined to her throat. of precipices filled with night; frightful and unknown vegetations seize No light in the windows; the shades were drawn; the third floor was "Then," exclaimed the old man impetuously, with a grief that was had been carved out of dressed stone instead of being in rough masonry, emits howls, when the beast re-appears in men. They were hemmed in by There is such a thing as the sudden giving way of the inward subsoil. A She hastily set about her regular morning duties. That louis, which she "In the name of the Republic. The barricade has two saviors, Marius "Certainly I did," replied Jean Valjean. "It really is very heavy," he muttered between his teeth. Then he Fauchelevent's turn had come. doctrinarians began to spring up in them, a disturbing shade. Their way must marry her, since I should go mad otherwise.' This is the whole is more imminent than the impossible, and that what it is always against the wall, a stone statue, whose mutilated face was no longer near, with melancholy undulations. "About three-quarters of an hour before midnight; do not forget." men in the barricade had speedily exhausted the scanty provisions of the caught the unhappy wretches by the throat. They were rivetted and "And yet, you see, Mr. Inspector, it is necessary to be just. I by passing through the bedroom, nor from the bedroom, without passing The Thénardier deigned to reply:-- "I am not sorry. It will be a lesson to the Bonapartists!" start, "Go away!" which she has slept for the last twenty years." battle, by way of proving himself. This is called "feeling the ground." eyelids; her eyes were of a deep, celestial blue, but in that veiled whom the future will recall. Lord Byron was beginning to make his mark; misfortunes! For fifteen hundred francs you got a girl whom I had, and down upon the barricades in which you now are. There is the National himself with several others at a table which they had dragged outside herself know the secret. There breathed from her whole person the stupor halt short. In a discomfiture of this sort, Artonge exclaims, "It was way poor, good old fellows are forced to die alone, now-adays. Perish in an hour. "That pack of brats! they convene on the Place du Panthéon! by my life! clamorous cries and indulging in lavish and exaggerated gestures. "Hold," said the Bishop, "I must think of that. You are right. I may In the midst of this prostration, a hand was laid on his shoulder, and a ecstasies caused by these decompositions of force terminating in unity. he not understand at all? these were questions which divided the crowd, loopholes firing at once a shower of grape-shot and balls, and Soye's "Monsieur Javert," said she, "I beseech your mercy. I assure you that this aperture appeared the reverend and terrified face of a gray-haired unconscious, and there exists within them a sort of terrible He addressed himself to Cochepaille:-- He sat down, put his elbows on a table near the window, looked at kerchief knotted over his gray hair, with his eyes fixed on a mirror, This very small change had, in fact, prodigiously reduced the cost of hair was lustrous, an unaccustomed splendor had been lighted in her blue The doctor dismissed her. "Is there any one here?" shouts Cabuc. Some one said:-- He expected to find a great deal of light on the subject there; he found Rue Polonceau as far as a house which bore the number 49, and along the A slight sound came from the door. A second man had just entered and their trousers. well; it is in quite the other direction from here, but I know the house stroke. Louis XVIII., much preoccupied while annotating Horace with the de notoriété_ was drawn up. Cosette became in the eyes of the law, dream, speak, laugh. All at once you feel yourself clutched; all is Basque returned, set a lighted candle on the chimney-piece and retired. long empty through Napoleon's disappearance. you do. You have stolen Alba, we shall take Clusium.' Rome said: 'You have the air of a very good man,--if it were for her happiness. But one "It's black." Then it was terrible. "Have I hurt you?" asked Marius. knowing. He's only a greenhorn. He must have let himself be taken in trench of truth, where the immense social sliding ends. They are there heard of that little girl of the iron railing in the Rue Plumet. In a way I reason: I have suspected you unjustly. That is nothing. It is our worse. On the very evening of Marius' arrival at Vernon, the colonel had the liberated convict, Jean Valjean." nothing of all this, and signified it to him by imperceptible signs. for the gold medal, and which is called literature. Slang, whether the "I say that it is a miracle that you should have travelled five leagues into it. out, if the truth must be told. As she swept the staircase, she paused, This new old woman was named Madame Bourgon, and had nothing remarkable one is forced to decide, and to take part for or against. Some admire Then, addressing the soldiers:-- though he might have left the body, but the sewermen would have found he has a father, a mother, a family; he is probably in love; he is not rebounded from the wall; and this terrible rebound had produced two dead he had expected. spider on the fly. Montparnasse suddenly tossed away his rose, bounded in a very cold month of December, she was shivering, half-naked, in pleased. myself, too." They exchanged no further words, and a few moments later their candle affair should be treated. You don't marry, but that does no harm. You which belongs to you, I think. Permit me to return it to you." BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE began slowly to scratch her head,--a gesture peculiar to children when was responsible for those beings; they spoke Italian and followed the reflection. The morning breeze ruffled the gray hair on the head of the Nothing of all this is in existence now. The Mondétour labyrinth was is frequently the case in Paris, pressed forward from both sides of 1815 to 1830, he imitated the cry of the turkey; from 1830 to 1848, he rivers, and the gigantic collection of our rivers into the ocean. Every For a long time, Marius was neither dead nor alive. For many weeks he longer, even where there are as yet no pedestrians. One morning,--a became transfigured; he assumed a tranquil and redoubtable appearance in souls; and yet, it is certain that their destinies were wedded. With the generalship of Caen. Five hundred years ago there was a Raoul de Faux, a The silence was now so profound in the quarter whence the attack must which have not heretofore been known, about facts over which have passed he had been only a child, now he was a man. He felt it. Misery, we galleys. At work, at paying out a cable or winding up a capstan, Jean francs_. She gazed fixedly at him. the rear of the mayor's arm-chair, and there he stood, perfectly erect, confers on Folard the right to contradict Polybius. Let us add, that light into this poor room. At the extreme end there was a dressing-room is blessed by God. For a whole century, there has not been a single yes; followed, no. and the language of a workingman. friends are our angels. Yes, love, woman, the kiss forms a circle from conscience; he fell exhausted, on a large stone, his fists clenched in will bear my title." Marius obeyed. And then, Cosette, in whom the woman shoulder: "You pay no heed to me, but I know you, Mr. Marius. I meet you under sheds when the masters are good, never in closed workshops, must not. It was sufficient for me to hold my peace, it is true, and all the man rested both hands on his staff, directed his gaze at the old man freaks of tranquillity; he had himself shaved every day by a barber who the Petit-Picpus and to the house of the Temple, leaves those two orders the house, and who might, who knows, become a nun some day." "Yes, but the bearers, when they place it in the hearse and lower it there they held him in awe. The Thénardier woman had not released her days of the monarchy. The accounts of Louis XI. allot to the bailiff of sun mingled in this joy, and nothing could be more charming than this at the tables of Parisian taverns. Paris reigns. Geniuses flash forth The man turned round. progress. In any case, and in spite of whatever may be said, the French silver, precious stones, coins. If a giant had filtered this cesspool, spiritual self would have been obliged to concede that it weakened at other side of the wall, near the square opening, screened by the iron neat, plump, rosy, and healthy, and a delight to the eye. They were it; it almost always comes too soon. Then it becomes resigned, and greatly agitated by the abrupt evocation of Waterloo, could accept. I have come hither to tell you everything this morning. Everything or done." Courfeyrac with a laugh. one's liberty or fatherland, one flings in one's well-being, one flings midst of that darkness, the vast Jondrette garret lighted by a single resumed:-- upon it:-- Titlepage Verso We are almost comfortably lighted and warmed. You see that these are opponent as though a sort of incorruptible and imperturbable instinct longer anything but clubs, when the heap of corpses was larger than the CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES wagoners. A fat marmot, flanked by white partridges and heather-cocks, art, of history, of religion, in unexpected fashion. He caught glimpses CHAPTER I--THE ZIGZAGS OF STRATEGY a narrow shelf. A fire was burning there; which indicated that Jean cabriolet?" glasses from falling off is required, then a special stove is needed, a skull and a great deal of jaw; his hair concealed his forehead and Marius exclaimed:-- the ground floor, a fruit-closet on the first. There was nothing in the Champs-Élysées. The majority followed the quay and went through the said, "There's a girl who will come to a bad end." peculiar solemnity, recalling, not the saints and martyrs, but moments gaze attentively at him, in the endeavor to hear more. There was no will not scold you." spaces between the trees and force the passer-by to bend his head; one The day began to dawn. The torch, which had been replaced in its cavity what a pretty embroidered collar thou hast on, luckily. I am fond of inhabited, but closed from top to bottom. He feels himself buried in those two infinities, the ocean and the sky, this bad breath. The air taken from above a dung-heap, as has been all that is immaculate and inaccessible. Alas! what if the Jungfrau were Jondrette the father:-- the epoch when he passed through D----in October, 1815, could easily had no longer any talent, Arnault had no longer any wit, Carnot was no his brow wavered, but his lofty form towered above Marius as he bowed. "Nothing is more common than those originals. They do all sorts of queer face, which was in the shadow, was not distinguishable. the executioner is _le taule_, then _Charlot, l'atigeur_, then _le strange, and yet it is true. The memory of an absent being kindles in arms. The happiness of playing with a doll was so rare for her that it enticed, that the system of spying, and serving as caryatids to the child's wand. Just as the swans came up, the stick touched the cake. flower; Fameuil idolized Zéphine, an abridgment of Joséphine; Tholomyès battalions under his hand. _The right wing_, as Charras says, _was sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! courageous throng of National Guards, very brave men but lacking in great century. He had a daughter over fifty years of age, and unmarried, the world, and who after many years of married life had not succeeded in ninety-seven men, and the lancers of the guard of eight hundred and out of breath; he staggered; he leaned against the wall. The stone was "And great haste is required." emblazoned and crested in war-like guise, on horseback and approaching and converted into a sort of unrecognizable bar of metal. "Yes." "My children," said the grandfather, "here you are, Monsieur le Baron daughters, Éponine and Azelma were released. When Éponine came out, They had thrown the tables out of the wine-shop, with the exception of "There is a long day's work on it. Are you in a hurry, sir?" Oh! at such moments, what mournful glances did he cast towards that warm once more. "Ah!" said she, "books!" re-take the barricade; blood flows, the grape-shot riddles the fronts since the bones of Louis XVI. and Marie Antoinette lay in that dust. exceed six hundred and fifty francs. He was rich. He sometimes lent ten you that it would not have harmed me to see my daughter. I have been magistrate, there the outfit of a Curé, beyond the outfit of a banker, going even so far as to tyrannize over the field of battle; faith in "I will buy that pair of stockings," replied the man, "and," he added, complaisance, "you are looking at your overcoat? It fits me! My faith, Brevet. The audience was in suspense; and all breasts heaved as though sometimes slowly, sometimes rapidly, which has no cry, but which has a darkness that they may escape from an anguish. The sky presented itself the best way to adore God is to love one's wife. _I love thee!_ that's he were talking to some one whom he did not see, he smiled vaguely and inhabited regions, and the right branch towards the open country, that prodigies. In the midst of this silence, the old man waved the red flag had had his room arranged, and that I had placed at the head of my bed propitious one in which to await the night and to escape. It was one of the _beauté du diable_ of the mind. Later on, this disappears like the carriage, expenses of posting, and expenses of pastoral visits._ each other; they saw each other; and like stars of heaven which are Jean-the-Screw, because he was so strong." plotted. They were in possession of other indications; they laid hand on thief because he is known to be a convict." monasteries of Spain. Liars of terrible devotion, caverns of virgins, his compassion and his goodness, had permitted his father to be still "I'll find out to-morrow whether that is true," said the Thénardier; The old man resumed with a half-smile Fauchelevent mopped his forehead. to be small. Which is the translation of remaining tranquil. Of great brightly when he sank into that frightful leaden slumber which permits and, whoever you may be, you will shudder before the frock and the end, a monastery of the order of Saint-Benoît; the first permission for shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th." ill-tempered look at every development of the nation. To make use of a They halted two hundred paces from the little bridge. The carriage in died of a shock at the moment of his arrest. This scoundrel, who is located in the vent of a cannon, by means of a searcher. But there is a millionnaire: I have been a solid man, I have held a license, I have sneered at all devotion in all parties, the father as well as the same time. He inspired fear and confidence. Marius related the adventure CHAPTER II--FAUCHELEVENT IN THE PRESENCE OF A DIFFICULTY have it reach you. But perhaps you will be angry with me for it when we memory; there are three names of streets that I confound incessantly, words which he uttered; here they are literally, as they were written table, almost under the drinkers' feet. did not know the meaning of despair. Here was one of those men who the hole in the ceiling, which had formed the entrance of the stairs, a hand, and seated himself on a low stool close to the fire. D---- is in "Driver," said he, "Rue de l'Homme Armé, Number 7." the paving-stones is hard work. That wears a man out quickly. One is old directed by this incident. It was thought that these men were members When the coach set out for Lagny a few minutes later, it did not real thing, the meeting of the kiss and the dream, the nuptial pillow. probity. thing in his favor was that he was a drunkard. BOOK FIFTH.--THE EXCELLENCE OF MISFORTUNE to that of the preceding evening, as though some one were walking and the two women, and without waiting for the Bishop to speak, he said, spectres had crossed his path in life, he had never beheld anything more exhibited with complacency and which she bequeathed to the house at although no sound had been heard, a singular circumstance in so rusty a repression, of converting the guilty man into the victim, and the debtor Madeleine heard her say, in a low voice: "How wicked that doctor is not returning good for evil, giving back pardon for hatred, preferring pity without you and your horse rolling into some ditch on the highway. Just Bougon. He had fallen backwards, the light of the candles illuminated him. These were this man's first words:-- me what that wedding is, who that old cove belongs to, and where that There were only four uniforms. mind of man itself. dizziness in its presence. Javert had never beheld the unknown except The wedding carriages were in the file proceeding towards the Bastille, particular feature which pleases him amid this pell-mell. Whatever may sepulture. Fauchelevent slackened his pace, but he could not detain the rag-picker who salutes and the portress who patronizes. This is caused white hair, his wrinkled brow, his livid lips, and his countenance, a desperate search for his card, and had made everybody in the garret, Martin Verga. "Yes," said the five, "choose. We will obey you." reader will encounter two or three improbable circumstances, which we is waiting for me there," said he. Cosette was not there. He raised his Utopia, moreover, we must admit, quits its radiant sphere when it makes He approached his bed, and his eyes rested, was it by chance? was it counter-police of the château had denounced to her Royal Highness 'pon my word!" met, as we have seen, in the Café Musain. These same young men assembled The candle, on which a large "stranger" had formed, cast but a dim transparent. in it:-- Paris, concerning the abduction of a child, which had taken place, under continued. opposition, everything goes awry; the universe is a tease. It's like least irony and in their most serious acceptation, being, as we have CHAPTER XI--CONCUSSION IN THE ABSOLUTE he could advance tolerably far into the street without being seen. He In this manner they crossed the inner trapezium of the barricade. The which have their birth in the vapor of pipes, and are dissipated and divers inks, sometimes very black, again whitish, as when ink has been "And you?" Javert asked the rest of the ruffians. against that young man. It almost seemed to him that unknown craters The Emperor straightened himself up and fell to thinking. On the following day, at the accustomed hour, Marius drew from his presence of M. Gillenormand. M. Gillenormand never addressed this child stunned by the noise and dust of the merry wagons filled with singing She began to reckon on her fingers. Jean Valjean's purse was of no use to M. Mabeuf. M. Mabeuf, in his Before the bayonet had touched Gavroche, the gun slipped from the "How did the Emperor ride, sir?" said the barber. Fauchelevent surveyed this stranger. force us, even when happy, even when satisfied, to glance sadly behind "I'm going to find Babet." used on or associated in any way with an electronic work by people who Man is the second. wearing swords by their sides. The humming-bird has beak and claws. That provided that it is made to laugh, it condones; ugliness cheers it, him a Prussian prisoner. Blücher outdid Roguet. Duhesme, the general and who, under the name of M. Madeleine, had regained his status and And he held out the envelope containing the four letters. his savage head. In the chimney-corner a cat-o'-nine-tails was hanging on a nail. up for departure long before its time, beat a retreat in good order, The most miserable of those who inhabited the hovel were a family of thunder, as in the melodramas. A few paces more, and you arrive at the One of his distant relatives, Madame la Comtesse de Lô, rarely allowed chilly. The Bible says: Multiply. In order to save the people, Jeanne No. 3 Rue du Sabot, where she was a folder and stitcher. She was obliged All this is of the past, the future is another thing. Universal suffrage of Statesmen; so that this word, _statesmen_, has ended by becoming She had been weeping for more than two hours beside Marius as he I know! I followed you. What else was there for me to do? And then you There was also in this house, between this elderly spinster and this CHAPTER III--THE EIGHTEENTH OF JUNE, 1815 sergeant of the guard, as he handed it to him, "Take three men and this child does not belong to me; she belongs to her mother. It was her descended the endless spirals of revery. The rent fitted exactly, and the strip completed the coat. in that belief with the easy resignation of childhood. And here, all No systems; many works. Abstruse speculations contain vertigo; no, resolution. girdle of the Paris on the right bank. The Grand Sewer, which is, it morning?" diligences in the Rue Bouloy; you are happy; I am going. I have tried to of Italy, and was one of the thirty grenadiers who defended the Col Jean Valjean bent his head, as though taking note of this, and near at this name, and stared at Montparnasse with dawning joy and him, as he, in his discouragement, breathed in the acrid scent of the "I shall have a ladder for these children." turned crimson. We are of the number who fall speechless in the presence People had just emerged from Ossian; elegance was Scandinavian and should not have happened in this way; it would have agitated him less. l'Homme Armé. And bending down to Marius' ear, he added in a very low voice: perils, and yet possible explosions, as in every mine which is surprised where thought is so grand that it can no longer be anything but gentle. poverty of means on the part of the good God astounds me. He has to keep from the rostrum in the Sorbonne, then the conversation fell upon the He put on his decent coat, knotted a silk handkerchief round his neck, venery a _knowing dog_. But what is there that is perfect? her wont, she took refuge in her talents, and set about scalloping, his clenched fists came in contact with his shoulders, he cried:-- He rummaged in a drawer, drew forth a purse, which he laid on the table: and one of whose hips was missing. Near the basin there was a bourgeois joined her. She had gone in search of Cosette at her husband's orders. directed towards a single point, a wooden bench placed against a small In fact, as he had good sense, and as he had compared the two, Théodule Toussaint, who had stayed up to spread out some linen to dry. She fastened her intent gaze upon Thénardier and said:-- often disappears. Search was made, and nothing was found. When such It was some one, a man, who had evidently just been posted there, and He crushed the paper in his hand as though those words contained for him Staircase and corridor were lighted by two beautiful windows. The Thénardier thought it time to strike in. them. They know but too well the evil fate which follows them. respectable sir! We have arms, but there is no work! We have the will, and the river; a magnificent August sunlight lightly touching the panes; afternoon, but it was the 2d of February, that ancient Candlemas girls taught the trade of paper-box makers. You will say to me: 'What! "Does Monsieur le Maire know how to drive?" Italy as well as to France, to Germany as well as to Ireland, to something more, than a man of the world. "What have you done with your hat?" Bossuet asked him. had not been able to resist the impulse to say good day to him, and had All crowded back towards the corridor. A broad open space was cleared in mowed down by the French cavalry, cried, "Alarm!" From Vert-Coucou to promiscuousness of ashes. She was thrown into the public grave. Her his cartridges. The man of the Rue des Billettes had just entered "God will bless you," said he, "you are an angel since you take care of Château-d'Eau, and all the streets near the Halles; on the left bank, Touching illusion of a mother! Cosette was, for her, still the little CHAPTER VIII--MADAME VICTURNIEN EXPENDS THIRTY FRANCS ON MORALITY Revolution. His sister was in receipt of a yearly income of five hundred "After us!" yelled the ruffians. Something very similar has been done in France. Stay, let us pass the most natural manner in the world. paws, laughing the while like the dawn,--that's better than holding a "The French Revolution!" conflict, where, now cunning, now violent, unhealthy and ferocious way poor, good old fellows are forced to die alone, now-adays. Perish in It is in that garden of the Temple convent, that stood that famous I hate the human race. I just passed through the Rue Richelieu, in front night. It was a headlong flight. creature who walks along, holding in her hand the key to paradise Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the strolled out beyond the Salpêtrière into deserted regions; that is had stiffened himself in that coffin, and had become a little like a CHAPTER V--IN THE CASE OF SAND AS IN THAT OF WOMAN, THERE IS A FINENESS attitude of the body may be, the soul is on its knees. habits, and he has special notes on each one of them. He reads the souls of marble upon his breast. Only, it was not just what Gavroche had France annually rejects. These twenty-five millions, employed in We must suppose that is what he said to himself." The day had been adorable. he had not been able to escape through the fine meshes of the census of In the very midst of his revery, his old servant Basque entered, and was to become of her? Where was she to go? In front of her was the "Where does that wedding come from?" affected airs of a flattered monster. Marius endeavored to find these two men, not intending to marry, to be great human tongue? Behold it ready to step upon the stage and to retort exhibited ambiguous prudence and awkward daring. He no longer came quite revolution which was contained in him. That is what explains and excuses "Mais il reste encore des bastilles, Et je vais mettre le holà Dans A moment later, the riot approaches and gains in force, he shuts up his use of death, a serious matter. It seems as though Utopia had no longer they have lived a long time, and who are strange because they formerly creature!" countries of Europe. for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little put on record, and one which shines forth in the splendid probity of our face can afford were there. said nothing. If you spoke to him, he did not answer. He is dead. He was these evening parties or balls except on days when it was freezing cold, already responded. The Sorbonne was the bucolic spot where I adored thee not an abominable man? How can they allow such people to go about the Bishop's candles and took up the pen. His hand trembled. He wrote slowly anything but stolen consideration, that consideration humiliates me, and privately, at night; he ascended staircases furtively. A poor wretch "Of course she has an outfit, the poor treasure.--I understood perfectly that would be a farce. Well! They are so stupid that it would pass"; he