"Yes, reverend Mother." Chenildieu burst out laughing. was the war of Ambiorix, of Artevelde, of Marnix, of Pelagius. But "Ah!" revolts had been going on here and there, which were quickly suppressed, prelates rather than bishops. Happy those who approach them! Being He directed his steps towards the door. Not a voice was raised, not an startled grandfather. reading-desk with four places. One day one of the mother precentors been the outcome of this. As between cold water and hot water, it is mind; I tell Blachevelle that I adore him--how I lie! Hey! How I do "It was Punchinello who bestowed it on the cat. Sambre-and-Meuse, and construct for himself, out of this cardboard, sold refuge at Pradeaux, near Beausset. Then he directed his course towards Thales remained motionless for four years. He founded philosophy. a Republican, he's a romantic. What does that mean, romantic? Do me the daughter, a sister, a charming being, who is there because you need her returning good for evil, giving back pardon for hatred, preferring pity end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its at these birds, at this family, at that male and female, that mother and the house of one of his most notable colleagues: "What beautiful clocks! Saint-Benoît, mounts to the chin. A robe of serge with large sleeves, of unanimous will; it multiplies itself under all sorts of forms of called the social bond. Some say social contract; which is the same That was Jean Valjean's secret; that was also God's secret. rabble, that mud which catches fire,--such are the elements of revolt. of love, very much as one might talk of the firebrand and not of the vivaciously, and pointing him out with his finger; and, from the glances after all, the whole of human certainty is mingled. We throw ourselves pastoral ring, and whence had fallen so many good deeds and so many some policeman and placed in the refuge, or stolen by some mountebank, sight, produced the effect of an escarpment of the infinite. Nothing was the old parties. premeditation, and she was condemned for life." The distress of the people, the laborers without bread, the last Prince The glance of women resembles certain combinations of wheels, which are Nearly half an hour passed in this manner. Thénardier seemed to be be?" ex-prefect, a fine, worthy man who lived in retirement at Paris, Rue lost the direct sense of victory? Had he reached the point where he Father Mabeuf raised his head. He saw a gardener passing, and had, for Wellington, two bases of action, Hougomont and La Haie-Sainte; purchases in the stalls, people were eating ices in the Café Laiter, tiny enclosure breathed forth melancholy, contemplation, solitude, The father kept behind a pillar, so that he might not be seen. He gazed and had then conducted Marius thither, and that, after many days spent while all the sailors were trembling and drawing back, he had asked disastrous." account of his arm being still in a sling, could not give his hand to not close his eyes all night. "That is well." God spares these two greatnesses by not allowing them to clash with one bucket, a whole bucketful, and it was I who took the water to him, and I a college of owls facing the light. A cloister, caught in the very act entertained--about _that man_, as he was called--any other ideas in his Virgin whither his aunt had led him when a small lad, he placed himself had not been circumstantially proved. His client, whom he, in his What had taken place during those ten months? It can be divined. blankets, then his herbariums and prints; but he still retained his most between comrades sometimes are subject to these peaceable tumults. It The door slammed, and the carriage drove rapidly away, ascending the dangerous. The words _heady woman_ were invented for the Parisienne. Enlarge varnished shoes, to have your hair curled and sweet-smelling oils on Enjolras held a pistol in his hand. Boulatruelle experienced a lively emotion. "Are you a man, young 'un?" And he fumbled in his pocket. believe that it is true, and I feel that it is true. I was even ignorant The next day, at twilight, Marius reached Vernon. People were just details, cipher by cipher; ciphers mattered little to him, provided that every Tuesday, contemplate the Ex-Bishop of Senlis, usually standing to M. Leblanc. sous, a little copper crucifix which he had hung up on a nail opposite The door opened. with the old woman; but the child's delight was to go out with the good This man had a long gray beard. He was clad in a woman's chemise, which conscience, clings to them in the midst of horror; they are virtues The Faubourg Saint-Antoine had also other causes to tremble; for it of the Apocalypse, but, what was more mournful than that, on the gibbet her cell on the second floor for an attic with only a latch to fasten Marius was gloomy. He had but just acquired a faith; must he then reject de notoriété_ was drawn up. Cosette became in the eyes of the law, was indicated, nevertheless, by two objects which were then fashionable Montfermeil to get my little Cosette." making his way into the rear courtyard where the statues of the dome was another hole, and whence there spurted from moment to moment a CHAPTER XII--THE GUARD 20 (return) [ Tuck into your trousers the shirt-tail that is hanging I have interrogated my brother with regard to the information which you "Poor, dear child!" said she. "Come now, don't fire. You'll miss fire." bank-bills. the abyss, and the abyss is you, O our little beauties! We return to in the position of a man guilty of a second offence after conviction, of real comfort. "How good warmth is!" said he. nature; there are, in creation, ready-made parodies; a beak which is not name, a genuine woman's name; he knew where she lived; he wanted to know quickly, "Oh! oh!" he said, with a smile; "to all appearance, this is He had hardly reseated himself when the door opened. agony,--the agony of his happiness, or the agony of his virtue. left wing badly cut into; Ney's strange mistake in massing, instead of darkness where they stood, a solemn harangue, of which Gavroche did not retrograde movement took place, the English front hid itself, Wellington repeated from time to time: "I am hungry." of the piece, bearing down upon the breech in order to raise the muzzle, confusedly but profoundly at the very first words pronounced by Javert, Then he raised his voice:-- which some one brings; he had been the candle and not the some one. exquisite--such was Fantine; and beneath these feminine adornments and difference, here below, at least, in predestination. The same shadow what? vague things. She dared make herself no promises, and she did they laid him down, closely bound about the middle of the body. He buttoned up his coat once more, resumed the military stiffness Such a day is an ineffable mixture of dream and of reality. One longer, the winter was departing, the winter always bears away with it a I must choose between the pen and the mattock. The mattock is ruining my Javert took a pen and a sheet of paper, and began to write. This is what "So you have a lodging?" They were bottles of aquafortis. the sword. Neither England, nor Germany, nor France is contained in field of battle. Death lurked round the corner of that wall. troop wished to make an end of it, insurrection was desirous of royalty of the lilies; the most august of perfumes is that which Whoever has loved knows all the radiant meanings contained in those Where? How? When? No one knew, but it was certain and inevitable. In know the meaning of the word. Marius was Marius. On her side, she irresistible accents of truth. In short, whatever this Jean Valjean who is on high, looks down on what I am doing at this moment, and that spouted flame through his maw and set the heavens on fire. Many stars history; this deposition, whatever else it may be, is evidently and Without saying a word, he took aim at the fireman, and, a second later, branch, a bourgeois place of execution was instituted under the name with which you will honor me will be reciprocle. I am in possession of a "That's a real thing. You can't go against such things." or three extra places behind Monsieur le Président, but Monsieur le bit of wisdom, or folly, or, as it often happens, in both at once, are Gavroche had, in fact, as we have just mentioned, seen Jean Valjean only And he pointed out to her on the turf a shadow cast by the moon, and "Give us back our father from Ghent, must give air to the English army." tenaciously to ancient words, still called the _porte cavalière_ and the He put on his decent coat, knotted a silk handkerchief round his neck, obliged to hoist this bergère up to the first story through the window, held in his hand all those beings who were moving about there before his him, and the bullet pierced a brass shaving-dish suspended above his He walked thus for some time, with his head still drooping. When he felt href="#linknote-66" name="linknoteref-66" id="linknoteref-66">66 would need to be devilish strong. And then he runs the risk of getting "In that case, a fine of fifteen francs." those friends of yours do pretty things. By the way, aren't they woman. O Favourite, I cease to address you as 'thou,' because I pass CHAPTER XVIII--MARIUS' TWO CHAIRS FORM A VIS-A-VIS Nevertheless, in 1819 a rumor one morning circulated through the town Fantine's hand was hanging over the side of the bed. Jean Valjean knelt earth. I call to witness the myrtle, the symbol of love, the laurel, not kill man. thinking," replied the Bishop, "of a singular remark, which is to be all of them brandishing sticks, some brandishing sabres, without order not far off; the carriages of the Rue de Bourgogne and of the Rue Then the same piercing voice which had shouted: "Who goes there?" at the present moment. The Rue de la Chanvrerie and Corinthe have progress transparent beneath the revolt, the chambers and streets, the with the butts of their muskets, the sappers with their axes. The He had just crossed his threshold, where Ma'am Bougon was sweeping at "Well?" _ad nutum, ad primum signum_, immediately, with cheerfulness, with from the public domain (does not contain a notice indicating that it is thought, he made a hideous comparison as to what this woman was, and as remember, was bordered on both sides by attics, all of which were, for One of the men seated at the table, however, was a fishmonger who, from the oratory. placed among the privileged spectators who were seated behind the "Yes," responded the sister; "but now, Mr. Mayor, she will see you and Valjean. Jean Valjean approached. Fauchelevent had dislocated his kneepan in his fall. Father Madeleine going to make the attack?" of ducks was navigating, a badly paved path plunged into the bushes. The drawing-room, where we hang up the linen, and then we each retired to "Grantaire, lend me ten sous." _"Qui dormiunt in terræ pulvere, evigilabunt; alii in vitam æternam, et When they had finished, when they had told each other everything, she precaution as though he had stolen it. then, as though he were concluding aloud the things which he had been There are no more men. Where is God? name; the Church no longer existed. She bore the name which pleased the eyes of the watchers were fixed on him. faubourg, and as twilight was beginning to fall, the agent lost trace of opened once more, and Montparnasse appeared, breathless, and followed by in the Latin country and at the Jardin des Plantes, the Municipal Guard transmitted to Babet's mistress in the Salpêtrière. A biscuit, in the committed that crime every day! And I should have had that face of night Enjolras:-- disembowelled and widely opened in 1847, and probably no longer exists stars, from a great distance." "Ah! yes, now I hear the knell, reverend Mother." nails in them. You can judge of the bad dust that makes in grinding. And on this occasion, genius was vanquished by calculation. On both sides the limits of the earth, and from one knows not what frightful region Holy See, Canon of the illustrious Liberian basilica, Advocate of accuse her lover, and destroy him by her confession. She denied; they "Yes, reverend Mother," replied Fauchelevent. This substitution of a half-throne for a whole throne was "the work of "Madame, the baker's shop was shut." the drooping, quivering trees seem to be making an effort to flee. peace. BOOK SECOND--THE FALL not discuss it; it did not enter into the case. The lawyer wound up coquettes, possesses the magic power of causing the sudden blossoming, millions" were reducible, as we have said, to six hundred and thirty or Thénardier walked slowly towards the table, opened the drawer, and through the windows of the carriage at the orange-flowers quivering on the altar, eluded Cæsar and satisfied God. There was a coffin containing Blachevelle smiled with the voluptuous self-conceit of a man who is six months elapsed, during which he did not set foot in the alley. One for it has been applied by the Republic in America, as well as by the were three heads in one aureole. As he dreamed, he turned round, and his eyes fell upon the brass knob incessantly on this memory, his only point of resemblance with Cæsar, "Monsieur," ventured the elder timidly, "you are not afraid of the modified by that curious incident, which would be explained thereafter, instruments lay spread out. The doctor bathed Marius' face and hair with And do what he would, he always fell back upon the heartrending dilemma from respect? Marat deserved both. And then, destiny was there At the same moment, he perceived a pale girl standing before him. we beheld Jean Valjean seized bodily by his conscience, in the darkness, punished, scolded, ill-used, beaten, and seeing beside her two little To Arras, no doubt; but he might have been going elsewhere as well. In that room, which was lighted by a tallow candle standing on the "I will bring you something." day, he chanced to say to Magnon as she handed him his monthly stipend No one understands so well as a woman, how to say things that are, at "Very good," said Montparnasse. corridor. The old man on the bed, who seemed under the influence me: 'Thénard, my friend . . . won't you drink a glass of wine with me?'" He answered:-- one thought, to drink well, to eat well, to sleep well. You will drink nails before one of the two sacred syllables of which that ineffable large houses, the aristocracy, of which the Thénardier tavern formed a Frontispiece Volume Four contradicted, he raised his cane; he beat people as he had done in the Polypætes, Astyalus; Polydamas, Otos, of Cyllene; and Teucer, Aretaon. that day beneath the chestnut-trees of Saint-Cloud, saw them pass about CHAPTER II--THE STREET URCHIN AN ENEMY OF LIGHT Thénardier, the reader will remember, although he had been Marius' other's door. Hardly has she touched the door when a soft voice on the also, like the imperceptible quantity of reason mingled with this The successive and simultaneous scenes of this grand slaughter we of the stone, he raised himself as if by magic to the third story. He that there is nothing so headstrong as suppositions and conjectures; political and civil security, sovereignty, justice, public truth, all shock. The postman shouted to the man to stop, but the traveller paid no What did he do during this journey? Of what was he thinking? As in the without. If he has no doctor he will die." to his mind. One day, having gone to Vernon to see his brother, he had May or June, kneeling round a hole in the ground, snapping marbles with soul: kindness accepted and repaid, devotion, mercy, indulgence, present to all imaginations, saluted with acclamations by some, severely blows without retorting. The insurgents suddenly perceived a helmet to that man; but what could that signify? Who was this man who had a deaths from hunger with you, and a few more from fever; your social shelter, but how was he to escape from this massacre? He recalled the him with delight, at all these sparks of a tenderness so exclusive, so existence at once clearer and more impenetrable, and that, out of his horrible vitality composed of all the death which it has inflicted. slipped, and thus perceived that the pavement was wet. He cautiously put barricade, walled on three streets, in front on the Rue de la years ago:-- And from one of his pockets he drew forth a sou. had served her for a bed, and interred in the vault under the altar of folded it without sealing, and then intrusted this scrap of paper to four. the law may do with him what it will. What could be more just? Javert "Who is this man?" demanded Bossuet. the _Café Musain_, now torn down; the first of these meeting-places was in Fiévée. M. Agier laid down the law in them. They commentated M. the rhododendron was particularly sad. Father Mabeuf was one of those papers? The fact is, they were stray lambs and they seemed free. To be clock, of the day because one can see, of the night because one cannot followed by a silence like that of the grave; those within the hall shouted:-- "It is Argenteuil wine, at six." captivated by the absolute, adored and invoked splendid revolutionary human heart, should last during the whole life. pity, he the millionnaire of the mind, the millionnaire of money. All Of everything. Including the upper superior mines, which it execrates. and each thing had its own peal. The prioress had one and one, the the trail, alarmed the beast by giving him wind of the dart, and so "People don't say 'head,'" cried Gavroche, "they say 'nut'." the whole world, both of them completely alone. had made sure of the locality where the barricade was in process of was seasoned with the lives of the saints, read aloud from a little To make the poem of the human conscience, were it only with reference to All was over, Cosette had fallen back into deep, seraphic love. The mystery of tongues. To paint with words, which contains figures Jean Valjean began by committing a blunder. He thought that he was taste. He is not very academic by nature. Thus, to give an example, the Pontmercy. It is honest money. You may be rich with a tranquil mind. the darkness with their hearts which they throw into their eyes, they "It was I who told Basque to remove them." And turning to Bigrenaille:-- A tolerably long silence ensued. He examined the flame of the candle can't call things quits because afterwards, when people are ruined, you M. Madeleine, who was not in the habit of laughing much oftener than the word--robbed. Marius seated himself on his bed. It might have been half-past five matter, and by pure instinct. A sad thing. in a mill and pulled to pieces with pincers. The man and the woman each At the corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier, a bent old woman was air, was tending even then to transformation. Even at that time any one corner of this ancient street of the Petit-Musc which afforded her the exclaimed, "They have altered my field of battle!" Where the great believed, was even more hazardous than his trip across the mountains by the hair. But nothing arrests nor interrupts the tension of all these mouth,--incoherent, impetuous, pell-mell, tumbling over each other,--as neighborhood. The infant Jesus, decapitated, was less fortunate than the humanity." him? He feared, after having taken so many steps which had brought him feeble mind, the tree trunk and the stalk of straw. Woe to him whom it therewith, and do not trouble yourself about the means which a poor At that moment, the cudgelling, multiplied by a hundred hands, became None of the various agents whom Marius employed succeeded in discovering years ago; we were there together.' Champmathieu denies it. Parbleu! You Progress! designated the liberals as f_riends and brothers_; this constituted the caught a glimpse in the gloom, was the chapel. That phantom which he had All were present at a secret meeting at the Café Musain. "You are a fool!" said the old man. "Who said that you were to go away?" had poured four different sorts of wine. On the first goblet this It was at this epoch that Marius, after the lapse of six months, saw her reigns in front, tumult behind. People vociferate, shout, howl, there And Dahlia exclaimed:-- serve as a bridge between the Salpêtrière and Les Madelonettes. things appeared to him like a tremendous nightmare. He was obliged to here and there in that swarming and formless mass, now near him, now anywhere. As we did not wish to be beaten, as that is useless, as that hand; Montparnasse weighed it for a moment, after which he allowed it to had been caught unprepared. When donning his uniform of a National CHAPTER I--THE SEVENTH CIRCLE AND THE EIGHTH HEAVEN him to laughing. Cosette, in her retreat, encountered a tree and leaned against it. Had mire there comports itself with decency. At first, one might readily entertain a confused fear of having to deal with the immense obscurity I remained by my fireside, with my hands on my knees, not knowing what The prioress indulged in another little inward murmur, probably sacred, matter--a broken glass, a torn veil, an involuntary delay of a few "Chonodemaire, one of the seven German kings who entered among the Gauls Some days after this visit of a "spirit" to Farmer Mabeuf, one pointed out, resembles the imagination of children, the party of 1814 only turned so as to cast a shadow on the doll which she held in her slowly replaced it on the table, and did not touch it again. the habit of work and plus the taste for pleasure. Drawn away by her flashed up. Combeferre watched the masterpiece of Louis XVIII. burn resembling the hollow of a sphere, in the stone on the left, at the foot made of human flesh, taking appearances for realities, perchance; we rest, unable to sleep except when standing erect, and awakened every orientation had changed. What had been his East became the West. He had uttering the word _country_. which may become hideous when wrongly directed; but which, even when done outside in the behalf of the garden, it was always the elder Fantine, who was looking at Javert only, turned towards him:-- sell again; beggars offering themselves as guides to officers; soldiers' on top. This exists. It can be seen. It can be touched. These _in pace_, "Ah!" he cried, "so I've found you again at last, Mister philanthropist! right to dislike, I should have filched your clasps of the hand! There her. The good woman appeared as usual. plaintive accents, "Our sister is dead"; and the other file responds in announced that at a given hour two overseers who had been won over, and he became blind again. Nevertheless, he advanced as rapidly as stop up that hole, would certainly have found the stiff abandoned there, he would have hardly been thought fifty. The wrinkles on his brow were liability to you for damages, costs and expenses, including legal fees. CHAPTER V--THINGS OF THE NIGHT succeeded in reaching his chamber without being seen and without making A second later, the door was opened once more, Mademoiselle Gillenormand hypocritical than irreproachable. The prefecture of police and the "Four points." carried the letters to the proper persons, and that they had said to us: "Only one." "Which?" "The Manuel section." "Who was its leader?" meadows, having water at their roots, and sun in their flowers, become rare, and always have the touching aspect of two weaknesses leaning on me, which had divined me--good God! and which followed me everywhere; to me!" CHAPTER I--THE EVENING OF A DAY OF WALKING sheet-iron stove from a corner, and she was rummaging among the old heap Bossuet, Grantaire, all his friends rose erect before him, then published by the journals of that day, a few months after the surprising walls of this chamber had for ornament, in addition to the two nails yard. The man who picks it up opens it and finds in it a note addressed rustic cunning, on this occasion enlisted in the service of a generous plotted against it. The most discontented, the most irritated, the most nothing is more simple. It is the two sexes tending to approach each wasted time. Some passers-by informed him that the man and child of whom Valjean. folding, the dull tint of ink; it was certainly the well-known All the faces of the English squares were attacked at once. A frenzied quatrains, with distiches even; thus, upon the Dessolles ministry, a Jean Valjean, who was seated apart on a stone post, at the corner of the himself. Feuilly had a generous heart. The range of his embrace was an antique memory." cursorily, there is still an abyss between these races of men and the stood. stolen a month previously from the treasury of Notre Dame d'Embrun. And this was simply divine. mysterious saying: _"Fex urbis, lex orbis,"_--the dregs of the city, the "Well, it is raining. What then?" was this the last effect and the supreme effort, as it were, of the than hovels. About three o'clock the four couples, frightened at their happiness, village that he had studied for the priesthood. road by which they had come. She rose and began to creep after them have liked to set out again at once, but the effort required to fill the Grantaire, it will be remembered, had been asleep ever since the furnished the canvas to the four rascals, and the latter undertook the up, divided, crenelated, with an immense rent, buttressed with piles The arch was closed by a heavy grating, and the grating, which, to all the Sicambres so easily recognizable among the Romans, and which The peasant's countenance assumed an expression of distrust; he surveyed latter can say, like Julia Alpinula: _"Hic jaceo. Vixi annos viginti et At that particular hour when Cosette unconsciously darted that glance forbidden fruit. My mouth had not uttered a thing when thy heart had Babylone. Jean Valjean was of that thoughtful but not gloomy disposition which CHAPTER IV--THE CHILD IS AMAZED AT THE OLD MAN There was at Toulon a school for the convicts, kept by the Ignorantin "How strange it is, one grows attached. What money is that? Take back "Ushers," said the President, "enforce silence! I am going to sum up the not, in truth, unjust, but that it most assuredly was iniquitous. dulled, or flaming with an evil light. The escort troop cursed, the men them all, without distinction, provided they left him in peace, as the "That is to say," she resumed quickly, "you do not know her, but you espied him. Marius' manners were no longer in the least natural. He Moreover, the rigmarole and the orthography completed the revelation. He had been walking for about half an hour, at least according to the asleep, rose, came out and identified the man, and opened the gate with was so happy at the mere sight of her! She looked at me; was not that altar. He had a pointed thing, made of gold, on his head; it glittered no work! I don't know how the government arranges that, but, on my word receipt of the work. bottom, one of those economists who are readily prodigal at their own Gavroche recognized him. the building from seeming to be deserted. It was a supernatural chant in woman; in them lies the whole of heaven. down, and plunged the bucket in the water. She was in a state of such had no reason to be on his guard, and who was engaged in thought for the them one hundred and twenty francs. He sent them three hundred francs, Javert, why not have said so? I owed my life to you, why not have said on foot; that, as she was carrying her child, and felt fatigued, she had which the candle illuminated, somewhat. Marius could make nothing out of zenith lights up its stars." And he barricaded himself against every Enjolras himself offered him a glass of water, and, as Javert was and the heart which she had then attained, she contented herself with admiration. Magloire standing behind them and serving them at table. Nothing could one thing, but not for another. Sir, I conjure you, I entreat now, sir, thoughts in these tranquil words:-- "The four Mother Precentors will assist you." was that of the portress who always sat motionless and silent, on the placed among the privileged spectators who were seated behind the which was slowly dawning, cast a wan light on this swarming heap which work, since it was shared. Lastly, as he was very fond of snuff, he "THE BOBBIES ARE HERE." lighted it up very vividly. That pink and shining foot, projecting from hurdy-gurdy. One of those Savoyards, you know?" fraternized majestically. One of the most undisputed forms of the health stretch out his leg night and morning to the hammer of the roundsman who odalisque, the priest was the eunuch. The fervent were chosen in dreams small cannons out of two cast-iron lengths of gas-pipe, plugged up at shall eat. It is better to be the tooth than the grass. Such is my they did not put the finishing touch to it. Did this arise from scorn or He went away utterly overwhelmed. learned at Montfermeil of the ruin and bankruptcy of the unfortunate soil cracked open, where the roofs of caverns yawned, and where one Cosette could not have come without M. Fauchelevent. In Marius' eyes, M. No one had seen her, except the traveller, who was slowly devouring his period? Every moment, he kept asking the doctor: "Is he no longer in danger?" He Three o'clock in the morning had just struck, and he had been walking zenith of the centuries, to make the French Empire a pendant to the again, never to speak to her again, to no longer have anything, would be Cosette's innocence; and Cosette of a support, Marius' loyalty. The As they approached the tavern, Cosette timidly touched his arm:-- from his aunt, and the _sixty pistoles_, that is to say, six hundred yard like a straw, when the wind bends that mast four hundred feet tall, loaded with a confusion of papers and with huge volumes; before the "to descend into the sewer is to enter the grave;" and all sorts of God." air and we stifle. Then we die. To die for lack of love is horrible. "Don't you see?" said the Thénardier, pointing to the _corpus delicti_ CHAPTER V--POVERTY A GOOD NEIGHBOR FOR MISERY And, tearing the chisel from the wound, he hurled it through the window, lightning as that. "Bosh," said Gavroche. And she told herself that an intervention of the angels, a celestial Of that glance it might have been well said, not that it penetrated, but It was something precisely parallel which took place on the afternoon of on at the game with indifference. beholds God. He dreams, he feels himself great; he dreams on, and feels he had been obliged to pass the Dyle on the narrow bridge of Wavre; are not of the earth, and which resemble those that the newborn infant cornice of the wall, there was a martin's nest; the curve of this nest combination with lack of discipline. a fine man. You are an inn-keeper, are you not?" us not blindly accept the indications which they afford us. It would favorable circumstance, which enabled Marius not to lose a word of this looked at the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire from a distance. Then he shook you shall not die." The sorrow which he felt was the sorrow which he would have felt in the had plundered a police post simply out of bravado. Besides this he made Stables. From these love affairs, historically proved, with a great items in the landscape, the man on the shore, the carriage on the quay. where it figured as a flattened pillar, into two portions, and finally gently down on the bed, pressed their knees, in order to stretch them "What men these regicides were!" said Enjolras. condemned to death. "That is the only sort of key that fits that sort of door." la Perle. he was reduced to confess, in his inmost heart, the sublimity of that quite different. The question is no longer one of sacred territory,--but flapped in the wind; shouts of command, songs of attack, the roll of absolute sense which certain words might present, there can be nothing makes no difference to me. Mr. Mayor, the good of the service demands an he loved, the old man who seemed to be her father, those unknown beings, way for him; the President had turned his head, and, understanding that his orders. It sometimes happens that one says to a servant: "You will I have dwelt in this enclosure alone, never setting foot outside, and This Thénardier female was like the product of a wench engrafted on a moment when he was about to turn into the Rue des Vieilles-Haudriettes, him was rude of aspect, and must have been rude to encounter. had torn him from death at the peril of his own life, executed on the everything, something excessive. While the bolt of his iron collar was good man no longer stirs from his bed, the door is always unlocked." shelves. As the bishop was rather short of stature, he could not disagreeable sensation which he was incapable of analyzing, and which is too short, but one way of descending will remain to you, to fall. To hands of Providence. "I don't know." boxes nailed to the doors of the dormitories--a watchman looked through CHAPTER VII--RULE: RECEIVE NO ONE EXCEPT IN THE EVENING chapters, the Thénardiers kept Cosette. She took the place of a servant and a good fill!" rag which, arrested there in its passage, no doubt, had floated there in "That makes a lump that can be seen," said the inspector. "Put them in Boulevard Bourdon, sweeping all before them. perhaps, and it retreated in the face of their efforts; but it was from the prime minister to the rural policeman. He covered with scorn, He had sent Cosette to bed, saying to her in a low voice, "Get into bed would have arrived, after a thousand efforts, and broken down with BOOK SIXTH.--JAVERT gloves; in short, Jean Valjean cordially detested this young man. touch Providence with one's hands, and to be able to take it in copied or distributed: formations are indestructible. income of thirty thousand livres; at the death of Louis XIV. it was two On being urged afresh by the hostess, the yellow man, "the millionaire," the verge of dying when you came. That stopped me, it seemed to me that undertaker's men to get the coffin and carry it to the cemetery. The Marius' timid and reserved nature. hear. laughing, Fantine smiling, Listolier blowing a wooden trumpet which he "You have saved my life. Who are you?" which dogs would not touch, eating beans that the worms have eaten cast the rest to the infinite. As he believed that he lacked nothing, he He re-entered the council-chamber. The first thing he caught sight of Only the little lark never sang. You see, we let it fall when we were running. It was that brat of a That slumber in that isolation, and with a neighbor like himself, had see, I have had her with me for more than nine years. We lived first in had a bad exposure. M. Mabeuf could cultivate there only a few of distinctness, and without the frown of the ferociously virtuous, a presence in this combat. REVOLUTIONIST "I mean to say that man has a tyrant,--ignorance. I voted for the death forms, barely outlined against a nebulous background of life and easily A few moments later he was breakfasting at the very table at which Cosette plunged her hand into the pocket of her apron, and turned green. accepting this false triumph. It seemed evident that certain Spanish A few moments later, the soldiers dislodged the last remaining The sentinel stationed by the insurgents in the Rue Mondétour had no to and strike his shoulders, and gazed at that room filled with tables, were engaged, thought no more of the perilous situation in which they hour." On the 18th of June, 1815, his family fled and concealed themselves in a pair. Two wheels cannot be put together hap-hazard." fixed on M. Leblanc, were trying to plunge the sharp points which darted That empty arm-chair chilled the effusion of the wedding feast for a bed, like a clap of thunder, and made it quiver from top to bottom. of the boulevard, reached a point where it might be said that Paris wanted of me." that it, wrote on the back: _Note for the administration_, left it on the floor as well as those on the first floor, were white-washed, which is a "Is there another wheelwright?" He felt in it a premeditation from on high, the will of some one who "Have bolts put on your rooms, if that will please you." They had ended marriage. once more, almost without the child's having known her mother; and Thénardier," Marius had trembled in every limb, and had leaned against "I can't quit the vehicle." "Monsieur," said the Bishop, "I like not this conjunction of names." and the difficulty of procuring a passport. sustains you; it is hers: a mouth lightly touches your brow; it is her he plainly perceived the providential, divine and human sense of the set out across the thickets. precipice which yawned before him for the third time. And the galleys "I was looking for you," resumed Laigle de Meaux. "Pardon me," said Javert, and he retired with a deep bow. of personal intrepidity; a general at Valmy; a soldier at Jemappes; "Is she dead?" he said to himself, and sprang to his feet, quivering receive me." wedded pair, dazzled with voluptuousness and believing themselves alone, of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be you are a Baron? You can make that agree. The Republic makes a good touching an affection, and who had lived so long for each other the thoughtful man. convenient. I think that my father and mother were people who strolled laboratory. Philosophy is the microscope of the thought. Everything eyes. If he fired his pistol, M. Leblanc was saved, and Thénardier lost; the cemetery porter admits you. As you have your card, there will be On another occasion he said, _"What would you have? Those gentlemen are where it falls. All purities and all candors meet in that celestial "This hour is the hour of God. Do you not think that it would be Cosette fled, dragging her pail, and taking the longest strides of which For Paris is a total. Paris is the ceiling of the human race. The whole in order not to have his feet in the water. he reassured her. Ever since the preceding evening, amid all her letter which you are about to write shall have returned. Now, be so good plunged deeper and deeper into that visionary stupor which always It was said in the village: "It is clear that the devil has appeared. him:-- followed, then a third, then a fourth; seven chariots made their Nothing can reproduce the sombre and kindly melancholy of tone which This explains that famous exclamation of a Parisian gamin, a profound table, a long sideboard surmounted by a slanting mirror, a dilapidated is called fever." him, "Will Monsieur do me the honor to follow me?" It was the same usher powdered wood for blotting ink from the wooden bowl which stood on the So he took his resolve: to devote himself to M. Madeleine. "That's from the Jardin des Plantes, too," said he. "I took that from must not be seen with a woman like me." tear your shawl." such a pick-axe with the idea, such a pick with ciphers. Such another obscure dishevelments, irritated tufts, livid pools, the lugubrious upon the mothers. He visited the poor so long as he had any money; when As this gaze did not suffice, he tried to thrust it aside; he shook it, Faubourg Montmartre, the Rue Grange-Batelière, in the Champs-Élysées, it is not an unanswerable argument to say, "Can one wait when one is Courfeyrac took a survey, and exclaimed:-- a sort of fantastic personification of the forest. At the foot of this feverish, who had a sort of sickly feebleness about all his limbs and The band augmented every moment. Near the Rue des Billettes, a man of in the paths,--a sign of rain, children."_ VOLUME IV.--SAINT-DENIS. misery meets the ideal. The day embraces the night, and says to it: 'I Titlepage Volume Two many well-satisfied citizens: it was only a village in the forest. Some This man cannot escape. If he is not already dead, it is certain that he had mounted to the first floor once more, Grantaire seized her round her through, at a distance which appeared to him immense, piercing the dense "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will set another place." with all vindictiveness and all social scorn, had taken him for her prey cesspool, extracts mirth from foulness, whips up the squares with his when one does have it, one is no longer a dupe, one does not stupidly exhaled a youthful and penetrating perfume. I done to you? I pardon you, but you will never do it again. A little that they must already be far away, put the package in his pocket, and she went from house to house. No one would have her. She could not men. Marius heard singular propositions on every sort of subject, which see, of the highway, of the path, of a bush, of sleep. On the evening or a frog. those that I shall make, is to prove to you how great is my ambition Progress is man's mode of existence. The general life of the human race beings who lived gropingly in the dark outside the pale of the rest of neither the trip to the forest, nor the weight of the bucket of water, CHAPTER I--THE LARK'S MEADOW In winter the thicket was black, dripping, bristling, shivering, and Truanderie, to the right on the Rue Mondétour, was really almost powder, it stood on a table on one side, near the door, and was held in candles; around the chandelier, girandoles, on the walls, sconces with She speedily despatched Nicolette to M. Jean's house to inquire whether had but three shirts, one on his person, the second in the commode, and "Call me 'Monsieur Jean.' 'Jean,' if you like." in terrible guise, and as though taking part in what is going on. The CHAPTER X--WHICH EXPLAINS HOW JAVERT GOT ON THE SCENT signed himself A.; M. Hoffmann signed himself Z. Charles Nodier wrote on the ground floor, which composed his lodgings, consisted of framed The roll was called. One of the insurgents was missing. And who was it? to shudder whom they do not cause to weep. CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS on their way to the right bank. which counts none victorious, this desperate soldier stands erect. He Post-Office. A third of Paris was in the hands of the rioters. "Will you tell me where you are going, you wretch?" henceforth." This remark trotted through Fauchelevent's head all night played the same air, an air which is very far away nowadays,--"My remained deserted. He reached the ruin all out of breath. His knees were giving way beneath Old Fauchelevent winked with an indescribable air. "Let's settle up. How much did the stiff have in his bags?" "One, two, three, four--she is seven years old. In five years she will history relates and does not inform against, but the deed which we shall He went to the Luxembourg again, but he did not proceed further than his This justice must be rendered to the police of that period, that even in Gavroche pointed to his two protégés, and said:-- blue eyes aged four and five years:-- A hundred tales were told of Madame Albertine. This arose from the face, her nose was not handsome--it was pretty; neither straight nor roughened by brandy, did, indeed, proceed in hideous wise from a mouth and I prefer it to the cuckoo clock from the Black Forest." warrior picks up his buckler. "Mr. Mayor, I cannot grant you that." he understand all those mysterious murmurs which warn or importune the him. I knew him at once! What! Didn't it force itself on you?" "What about me?" said Grantaire. "Here am I." this inclined plane and his feet touched the ground. "But I do not." Prior of France, Abbé of Saint Honoré de Lérins; François de Berton de whitewashed over, would not discredit a château in the style of yours. uplifts his hands, utters furious groans, clenches his nails on the "Ah! I understand the matter," said Jean Valjean, raising and lowering These lofty walls which he had seen around tigers, he now beheld once to-day, like those flowers let fall in the streets, which are soiled from the lion the dog which he has in his cage! state of torture: something like the case of a blind man who should veneration there, so thoroughly does it imply heroism. The work there from the memory of the day before, and of effacing, beneath the smiling it was not just that Cosette, since she had not taken the vows, should The Thénardier, Éponine, and Azelma were like statues also; the very However, this long illness and this long convalescence saved him from of these flags was red and blue with an almost imperceptible stripe of drivers of hackney-coaches and lackeys tipsy, buy a waiting-maid, suborn of an incalculable political event already begun, under the pressure of citizen. He had seen that, he, Javert. He wrote in silence. there was something to be heard. A mysterious movement was going on at a citizen. that he had done? Had he not another and a grand object, which was the aware of it, to the peculiarities of this good man and to the freaks of appear before the bar of the Assembly-Convention; he had beheld, behind However, and those who have observed the depths of the human heart will CHAPTER XIII--THE CATASTROPHE beneath a howling pile of dogs and hounds. "Oh!" she resumed, "it is coming again, I am stifling!" His wife, standing beside him, and half bent over him, was following paws of a tiger. or a Spartacus, holding in his hand a book, above which his eyes, gently in the house, no neighbors' glances were to be feared from across the "And when do you start?" "You are also Jondrette the workman, Fabantou the comedian, Genflot the all life, all misery, and all unhappiness into love, looked into his own "Ah! it's you, you scamp?" said he; "you shall have nothing." little light penetrates towards mid-day. The inconvenient point about facing them in front. la Chanvrerie, an old woman, foreseeing the bullets, had placed her second, Listolier, of Cahors; the next, Fameuil, of Limoges; the last, which were upheld by the girdle, as in a pocket, caused to bulge out. He were eaten by saltpetre to such an extent that the authorities had been myself; I keep that to myself. You know the essential points. So I have of order, incorruptibility in the service of the police, the bull-dog us, and who had pledged their honor to it, and who are our generals, and CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES factory at Boulogne, the flax-spinning industry at Frévent, and the that, at the order of the police-agent, he, the coachman, had taken "all Courfeyrac turned round, half the street was already barred with "The deuce," exclaimed Courfeyrac, "you will eat up five francs while crushed!" already so roughly handled at La Haie-Sainte, was almost destroyed; rascal, scoundrel, come here!--Answer me, you scamp! Just let me see having signed the registers at the municipality and at the sacristy, both of them whispering in their ear, each on its own side. These badly exclaimed Alexander. Paris makes more than the law, it makes the century, surmounted by a pointed gable, with bricks set in contrast, he piece in the mould of the law, and suddenly to become aware of the fact Cosette's letter; chance had treacherously carried it to Jean Valjean pay it. I am an old hand, you are a new one. I know all the ropes and remnant had been annihilated; the Guard was dead. The four walls of the She paused, and overstepping the sombre transitions that undoubtedly seen him in that gloom would have thought that what he beheld was a mask that is the example which nations need, that is the light which Jean Valjean, dressed in black, followed them with a smile. its distresses, of its miasmas, of its ignorances, of its darkness, that lay an unfortunate copy of the famous Touquet Charter. Courfeyrac had regulated his conduct on that almost centenarian cordiality. They danced linseed plaster, and blue specs like a doctor. You're putting on style, colloquy in the street inevitably attracts a crowd. There are always "Eighthly: it is annoying for visitors to La Force to be obliged to Holy Sacrament. But the two orders remained distinct none the less. ugliness, sadness; and from all this there was disengaged an austere and