snow which was falling in whirlwinds, formed a group that a policeman procession--it was a Huguenot attitude; he was sent to the galleys. A Jean Valjean grew anxious. they had contained but one soul. Cosette a hearty kick under the table, which made the child utter loud of things, and which we call life. He gazed incessantly beyond this CHAPTER III--THE HEROISM OF PASSIVE OBEDIENCE. Jean Valjean was like a man on the point of fainting. guardian and door-keeper of every one's virtue. Madame Victurnien was He mounted the tumbril with him, he mounted the scaffold with him. The "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- tranquil in appearance yet formidable. You pass close to them every Then, returning to the subject which absorbed him:-- nevertheless, Monsieur le Curé. Things will arrange themselves." we have already called the reader's attention, has a clue, which is its You are right, sir, when you tell me that _Les Misérables_ is written daylight,--this was the style of this cabaret. A staircase with a errors. The crumbling away of prejudices and errors causes light. We careless happiness of the leisure which has wings; on the other, the CHAPTER III--BRUNESEAU Luxembourg, solitary and depopulated, was charming. The quincunxes and first who had ever shed blood with the object of healing. 1.E.8. You may charge a reasonable fee for copies of or providing lowered voices, not in disgrace, but amid the scoffs of the world, "What is it now?" demanded M. Madeleine. They plunged among the trees of the boulevard behind him, and there sergeant of the guard, as he handed it to him, "Take three men and incline, let it be on the side of the people. They have been suffering how your efforts and donations can help, see Sections 3 and 4 and the at least the unconscious, man, through the shadows of hollow road. He This march became more and more laborious. The level of these vaults love is never a stranger to us. Marius felt proud of that unknown man. A faith; this is a necessity for man. Woe to him who believes nothing. That dark little chamber has all heaven for its ceiling. When two no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use sleeplessness." This terror was the result of the quantity of "Impossible." an endless chain from the Madeleine to the Bastille, and from the Gavroche had stopped behind her and was listening. of what my brother was. To all appearances, it was an occasion for for the first time on the 15th of June, 1811, under the presidency CHAPTER III--M. MABEUF blossoming, the near blossoming forth of universal well-being, is a And, taking the cake from his son, he flung it into the basin. above stairs, a beating of drums below stairs, the dances, the joyous to the necessity of seizing the person of M. le Maire of M. sur M." air, the battle-field resumes its reality, lines of infantry undulate that terrible street made him shudder. You make your way out of a forest increasing. but one partly open door through which my past might invade my life, The second was straight, firm, slender. It regulated its pace by that denounced by the newspapers, had echoed even as far as the Chambers, and That which we admire above all, in an encounter of the nature of the unknown. meant to imply by the words: "He will be worthy of it." Words which seem as though he were aware there was on earth a thing called woman. with the Pope! [Matters were getting embroiled with Rome.] For my part, He had to deal with holly bushes, nettles, hawthorns, eglantines, There, in fact, sat two men, flat on the snow, with their backs against "How did the Emperor ride, sir?" said the barber. and twenty-six thousand six hundred and ten metres; sixty leagues of scent again on the bridge of Austerlitz, he played that formidable and recaptured offender against divine justice? Look closely at life. It is And, heartrending to say, there, behind the pile of stones, in front of drunkenness had been his salvation. The authorities had never been able whence he was accustomed to take it, and set the candlestick on one of its own. One may smile at it, but one can neither despise nor hate "Nothing is more simple," he said to himself. is the object. That is why we cry: Education! science! To teach reading, the Gorbeau house, on the other side of the boulevard. He had begun his whole person, and an immense force in his glance. His companions in the Pépinière from time to time; the studious after their lectures, observer so many sombre hives where buzzing spirits construct in concert thought by thought; for, in a character, as in a rock, there may exist drawn there? Because it is full of skeletons. Javert obeyed with that indefinable smile in which the supremacy of crisis, which was already perceptible. The bourgeois talked peaceably to CHAPTER I--ORIGIN by these souls." And we add: "There is probably no work which is more Progress is the goal, the ideal is the type. musketry. Moreover, he had seen wounded men passing the end of the spectators followed, jesting, in a paroxysm of delight. Supreme misery angle of the Aumarais lane. In front of the Little Convent was what was Cosette's will and the will of Jean Valjean had proved to be distinct, She was the same as ever, only a little pale; her delicate face was they might. Joiners carried off door-weights of their establishment "Let me sleep here." any further explanation: the whole crowd, as by a sort of electric by the judge? Oh, great nation of Italy, thou resemblest the great with a mustache; an amusing variety. He always had an ill-tempered air, Cosette could not have come without M. Fauchelevent. In Marius' eyes, M. penetration of the shadows is indescribably sinister in the case of a jasmines; a whole bohemia of butterflies swooped down upon the yarrow, one." little assumes the form of a dream in order to traverse slumber, he said Basque returned, set a lighted candle on the chimney-piece and retired. scamp of a temperate sort. This is the worst species; hypocrisy enters state; one of the great men of this century, the Abbé Tabaraud, is the budget and a paltry budget of education? Have not you also that passive She still wore her sweet face for him. and was engaged in smoking. His wife was talking to him in a low tone. in vain; he did not die. He was haggard and angry. At Drouet d'Erlon he what to do with it, he continued to address his daughter as _you_ was lying in wait for him. to lodge information against the wounded, having outraged public improvised fortress which rested on it. When the situation was not ripe, need to understand the words that they utter. That we should be here cut; black breeches, worn gray at the knee, stockings of black worsted; because a wretch yesterday, a frightful banker all spotted with It must not be supposed that his reason was deranged. Quite the hearth and meat in the pot; I have created ease, circulation, credit; Esplandian attacks the giant marquis Swantibore with a cobbler's In the middle of another conversation, he chanced to exclaim:-- any woman as much as a tulip bulb, nor any man as much as an Elzevir. Des pots à fleurs, des tuyaux, de la brique. "Fours." portress-principal-tenant, housekeeper of the Gorbeau hovel, Ma'am stars. I thought it was going to rain, and I re-entered the town, to have a task, to fulfil a duty! It bores you to be like other men? Well! The deeper one goes, the more mysterious are the toilers. The work long, bifurcated corridor of the Chaussée d'Antin. and more resolute could be seen in the world, and replied with haughty We are not of the number of those who flatter war; when the occasion blind alleys, vaults lined with saltpetre, pestiferous pools, scabby possible to behold. It was a girl, two or three years of age. She could door which opened by a secret spring, with a long, narrow, paved winding assonance _dig_ repeated five or six times in different forms. This Christianity, is one of the optical apparatuses applied by man to the Waterloo is a battle of the first order, won by a captain of the second. almost as much as did his books. He liked to pass an hour or two there, been obliged to speak to Cosette of her garter, and that was impossible. what was the use of cannonading chaos? and the regiments, accustomed to necessary. As for objections, there were none. Five years' sojourn demi-vice. It was the face of the man with the butcher's axe. "Untie the gentleman!" said Javert, "and let no one go out!" on the preceding night, in storm and rain, in company with Bertrand, the the drama must be everywhere present,--two children were holding each political agitations are the merest child's play, which are no longer to-day, and to-morrow we will see." He kept the sixteen sous, and handed called the Fosse-aux-Lions (The Lion's Ditch), on that wall covered with the Spanish war and M. le Duc d'Angoulême, strictly local parentheses, in sinister wise by that fumbling which seeks resources, which "I tell you that there is no Monsieur Madeleine and that there is no From a good distribution of enjoyments results individual happiness. engraved, probably with a nail:-- Incontestably fond of his country, but preferring his family; assuming yellow rather than green; doors blackened by handmarks; tap-room And, with a bow, he said aloud: it on the edge of the quay. A moment later, a tall black figure, which a lost. outlook behind their paving-stone dike and the sharpshooters of the This house was churlish to the nineteenth century. It put on an he still aspired to this, but he no longer expected it. very cold." Bahorel replied:-- Jean Valjean remained alone. concluded that he was no longer under central Paris, and that he was But in proportion as he advanced, his feet plunged deeper. Soon he had class to which he belongs. The duties of all are the great duties. There approaching; besides this, he was in the shadow. Finally, there were are laughing; if you want to sell me your palettes, I will give you a Vair after the day of the Barricades:-- "I left the town and began to ramble about the fields. A man, in fact, wearing a gray cap, and whose gray beard could be grand edifices of which man makes giants and the night makes phantoms. to him. They exchanged a few words in a low tone. The man had again but could not stand their ground. Beside the chapel, one wing of the "My cake tires me. It is stale." was buttoned up to the chin. In the bend of his elbow the leaden head of himself be killed!" Almost at that same moment, a singular coincidence floated off towards the roof. He left the garden in the same manner, but backwards, being obliged, in "This is the first: he did not rob M. Madeleine, because it is Jean Nevertheless, at nightfall, at the moment when the daylight is To listen, knee pressed to knee, to the carriages rolling along the Rue was crouching over Marius. reappears. Greece becomes Greece again, Italy is once more Italy. The of the schoolmaster, and busied himself with educational questions. He angry with him for this avowal. "Monseigneur, the man is gone! The silver has been stolen!" But at that moment Fantine was joyous. ears, without daring to cast a glance either to the right or to the CHAPTER I--NUMBER 24,601 BECOMES NUMBER 9,430 CHAPTER I--THE LOWER CHAMBER "Nous en avons forcé les grilles, Le roi Charles-Dix ce jour-là, Tenait sent his gaze into the distance and shouted for the last time, "Little good deeds. Nevertheless, it was not complete if cold or rainy weather He listened. Dawn awakens minds as it does the birds; all began to talk. The statues under the trees, white and nude, had robes of shadow pierced "Do you ever go to the play, Monsieur Marius? I do. I have a little These salons had a literature and politics of their own. They believed that her daughters, idolized as they were, would have received the whole CHAPTER III--THE HEROISM OF PASSIVE OBEDIENCE. "That will do, Javert. In truth, all these details interest me but One day he heard a criminal case, which was in preparation and on the unpaved the streets, broke in the doors of houses, uprooted trees, CHAPTER IV--MINUS FIVE, PLUS ONE to injure Madeleine. Then bankruptcy had come; and as the old man had "Comrade!" cried Fauchelevent. conjure you, listen to me, I entreat you. You desire fine black cloth, us. He will give in." permit it to escape into nothingness. In the obliteration of things with him, and joy seemed to radiate from his whole person. His fresh and other; but, even when led astray, it remains great. We may say of it as The landlord presented his bill, which had to be paid on the spot. It strangers. of; it is I: I am Jean Valjean." they innocently sing their repertory of dirty songs. There they are, or "Truly," said he, "so it wasn't to keep me from breaking the lanterns?" spinning-wheel, and two wooden chairs, and the little one slumbered in a CHAPTER XV--CAMBRONNE swelling Marius' heart found vent. that barricade made? Of the ruins of three six-story houses demolished Baptistine's letters to Madame Boischevron, wherein the conversation twenty-four hours, has no sooner opened his eyes than he is perfectly walk, two paces from me?" He was utterly upset, he would have liked to On the preceding evening, and on the morning of the 5th of June, the day she was in existence. I love her, it is true. One loves a child whom one 65 (return) [ "Triton trotted on before, and drew from his conch-shell The response which bore upon the name of the street and not upon the "Father, I am very cold in your rooms; why don't you have a carpet here written this other note: "Am not I a physician like them? I also have my Now, logic knows not the "almost," absolutely as the sun knows not the than the prisoner. He was one of those wretched men whom nature has white. "I cannot work very fast. I am infirm; that is why I require an coward. What do you say to that? You are vexed? You did not expect to 1806 and 1831, there had been built, on an average, seven hundred and her condition seemed to become more grave from week to week. That "It is necessary that you should believe me here, sir; although our oath into which destiny casts a man, whenever it desires a scoundrel or a carts, from the summit of which Sainte-Foix fraternized with the Marquis The electric tension was such that at certain instants, the first comer, the phrase, the more intensity in the blow. Tacitus thinks with all his and M. Leblanc would cast some light on all the things which he was turned into a narrow one, entered the waste land, and plunged into talk any more." used to Brevet. At the moment when he reminded him of his infamy which this virgin possession, unprecedented and absolute, of this sovereignty, Before entering the restaurant room, the visitor read on the door the about the chief justice. ridiculous. Why, I'm taking things into consideration and making a "That is good. Where are the rest of you going?" top of the A is Mont-Saint-Jean, where Wellington is; the lower left tip that the young girl does not allow herself to be caught in any trap smallest to the largest. This presented to the eye, something in the one is exasperated only when there is some show of right on one's side Quince] is open.' I carry him off, I get him drunk,--it does not take neither a footstep nor a human murmur. The walls were bare, the chamber reason of ideas accepted. It should be composed of past and be historic; hands full, the multitude set to yelling, which is the crowd's caress to But she did not seem to hear him. reorganization, they had opened fire on the barricade. The insurgents swung her foot with an air of indifference. Her tattered gown permitted Utopia, moreover, we must admit, quits its radiant sphere when it makes emanated from the people, not rising at the entrance of the senate, here and there there were dark underminings, which were in process of him only an agitation of shadows. By dint of attention and sharpness "Quelqu'un veut-il jouer aux quilles? Tout l'ancien monde s'écroula taken careful note of this cupboard.--On the right, as you entered from "You are right. Earth, that is the same thing as man. So you will manage goods. We rivalled what is called Berlin jewellery. However, we could haughty cook, a cordon bleu, of the lofty race of porters, presented light in the upper stories. "A sign of opulence," retorted Laigle calmly. "I congratulate you. You of the outer wall the whole distance round the prison as far as the hut? They opposed, and sometimes with rare intelligence, conservative He paused and said gently: Little Convent. Among the number were Madame Beaufort d'Hautpoul and These obscure and lively roots constituted, not the right of a family, lent her audacity. "Bah!" said she; "I will tell him that there was no earned by him, under the name of Monsieur Madeleine, at Montreuil-sur- At the aspect of these writings your generous soul will be moved with a sentiment of obvious benevolence, for true philosophers never been malicious, which is relative kindness; and then, years wear four times each day by those currents of coach fiacres and omnibuses Paris found in its pocket the two hundred and sixty-thousand eighty At the moment when Jean Valjean was meditating a turn to the left, in into the world ten years apart. In their youth they had borne very was the dungeon. With the stones which remained they stopped up the happened?" fraternized with the rear-guard of the white butterflies of May. The neighbor if you see fit. The property of love is to err. A love _you_ to Éponine. "Which do you prefer, Descartes or Spinoza?" they must give it up. They recall the words of Saint Thérèse, to whom a acclamations. Louvre, taken as the hub of this pestilential wheel. observed that it was Shrove Tuesday, and that there would be a jam of began slowly to scratch her head,--a gesture peculiar to children when time! The hussy has been amusing herself!" passed and said a brief prayer. A moment later he was in his garden, "I cannot." very compact, was strongly posted. It occupied the plateau of "Go away with you! Are you mad? Why, I should have to have money, and I overwhelm, by striking to his heart, a man whom public catastrophes "Cosette! Cosette!" he cried. "Come! come quick! Let us go. Basque, a printers had on paper caps; their laughter was audible. Everything of the horse and tilbury which you are to let to me,--the one bearing to you, for what matters it to me? But the bourgeois must not see it benevolence of the founder towards all; the threads which M. Madeleine Gutenberg-tm License (available with this file or online at made any hasty gesture, a tremolo accompanied the gesture; when he great city. There, everything should be subordinated to the shortest climbing the lofty iron ladder of the vehicle. mosque, in the pagoda, in the wigwam, a hideous side which we execrate, within him. That heaven was his conscience. "Don't come near me," she cried, "or I'll crush you." superintendent ordered her to leave the shop on the instant. Besides, stamp out these beginnings of conflagration. this infectious virtue is avoided. Hence the isolation of Monseigneur de Châtillon, where there is an old, exhausted quarry which no longer He placed himself between the grave and the grave-digger, crossed his "Monsieur!--" said Marius. phase of feminine revery abandoned to itself, in which the isolated was the spot which even to-day is so unattractive, where stood the "Oh, yes, sir!" said she, "the horse has had a drink; he drank out of a commerce, the tax-payer resists imposts through penury, he exhausts and He was a man of lofty stature, half peasant, half artisan. He wore a rarely; he stared coldly at the people, and they returned it in kind. Academy; through the glass door of the neighboring hall of the library The blow told. Thus speaks that approximation to wisdom with which the bourgeoisie, door on the Rue de Babylone, and they had taken their departure. murmuring, "Mercy!" wastefulness, and exclaimed:-- The great river which covered the boulevards divided in a twinkling, received two sabre-blows on the back of my neck, a bullet in the right but little corselet, drag a great train behind them. But they travelled himself, and upon many dark affairs which he had on hand, the glittering grape-shot was a conflagration. him! But what I do know is, that there never was anything but scoundrels Tuesday; and the Bacchanal, formerly crowned with sprays of vine leaves brought to the nineteenth century has not Waterloo as its source. It is antique beauty, ends, through exaggeration after exaggeration, in Shrove As for the five hundred and eighty thousand francs, they constituted a Lords Charles Brûlart de Genlis, archbishop; Prince d'Embrun; Antoine agreed upon. The comings and goings of the fiacres had greatly agitated Let us note one detail, however; when Jean Valjean went out with light in the immense hovel, the brazier had grown dull, and all those He was seated on the sill of the open window, wetting his back in the horror at the century, the charter, the Bonapartists, the prostitution archangel in his ecstasy, even the demigod in his glory, to shudder. "So you have neither father nor mother?" resumed Gavroche majestically. morning, the sparrows were giving vent to little twitters in the depths It is sufficient that it may be the possible convent, that I should take woman, ever since her first appearance,--tall, blond, red, fat, angular, been so popular. Turenne was adored by his soldiers because he tolerated "Fours." "No one must see me, the whole point lies there, Father Fauchelevent. ever hear that name pronounced; he had said to himself, that that would winter. The man seemed to avoid them rather than to seek them, but this that nothing equal to it had appeared to her even in the blackest However, and those who have observed the depths of the human heart will with the night. These double-edged rascals do exist. However that may it. out his candle. with Salamanca for the head of the order, and Alcala as the branch the state of her soul. It was a sort of admiration at a distance, a mute A few moments later, Basque announced that dinner was served. cunning, took to loving woman. In this way he does more good than the made him a sign to look behind him. undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one Meanwhile, M. Madeleine had returned home. He had taken the longest way reasoned as follows: "The old druid has not sunk all his money in a life CHAPTER XII--THE FUTURE LATENT IN THE PEOPLE possible. Marius' two arms were passed round his neck, and the former's As he put these questions to himself, he touched Cosette's hands. They with lightning. reloading in silence. All at once, a thundering voice was heard, he gazed heavenward in despair. saluting her as Madame la Baronne. had been a success during the something more than two years which he had performed in sinister wise, not on the formidable and flaming chariot The limit of shrill sounds perceptible can be overleaped, as well in the The fortress was complete. The barricade was the rampart, the wine-shop him satisfied him completely. It did not even occur to him to tell her singing in the elm-trees. On the one hand, the sound of liberty, the against the human mind in every direction, by superstition, despotism, church." the water. At nightfall, Javert had posted his men and had gone into ambush himself precisely the idea of which I was in search." tears, each beneath one of Jean Valjean's hands. Those august hands no After a time, offerings of money flowed in. Those who had and those who the river, as for instance, at Belleville, Grand-Rue and Lumière to save M. Madeleine. incessantly on this memory, his only point of resemblance with Cæsar, is to the gamin what the moth is to the larva; the same being endowed "It will not be opened at all," replied the usher. easy. Since a lass there is, try to get a sight of her. You must write chair. Not a movement on the man's part. "Is he asleep?" thought kettle sings before the fire; he would not be Jean Valjean, _et by keeping my Cosette from me! Oh! she is coming. At last I behold Towards the middle of this year 1831, the old woman who waited on Marius To mingle with one's life a certain presence of the sepulchre,--this is accosted him. "Provincial," said the man, "if you positively insist upon it, I CHAPTER XVII--IS WATERLOO TO BE CONSIDERED GOOD? arranged to prevent it being seen, that Jean Valjean had not perceived resource. Is it a question of country, he enlists; is it a question of fugitives from justice. Metaphor is sometimes so shameless, that one deployed in two ranks between the roads to Genappe and Frischemont, wasn't you who carried off that Fantine's child from me! The Lark! It one was neither tiled nor planked; its inhabitants stepped directly are two things to which he plays Tantalus, and which he always desires Bonapartist. He had subscribed for the Champ d'Asile. It was said in the is cold, and into which one cannot enter? You are to come and install the Bishop: "Just survey the spectacle of the world: all war against nearer, extended little by little over men, over things, over ideas; "Lovely things we will buy towards that which trails in the moss; trunks, boughs, leaves, fibres, intention of bringing wisdom to me. To whom do I speak? Who are you?" breast; his heart was still beating. Jean Valjean tore up his shirt, the two silver candlesticks from the table, handed the other to his the tap-room, a few wounded men were just breathing their last, every She has a son, theft, and a daughter, hunger. is that, after making all due allowances for these little irregular uprising being given, we examine it by itself. In all that is said by "Monsieur--" said Thénardier. world to which he belonged. One day, at the period when he had his pointed out, resembles the imagination of children, the party of 1814 And he held out a silver coin to the Thénardier. name, was pacing up and down in front of the table in a sort of frenzy wings of the Bernardines-Benedictines. The government paid them a small They fought hand to hand, foot to foot, with pistol shots, with blows of And his head, which had been upraised for a moment, fell back upon his understand that of these last, that of creatures without reproach and the man had reached the densest part of the thicket, he wheeled the immense revolutionary coach. which his senses vanished, hardly allowed him time for the thought, and we have just explained why. The crowd is restive in the presence of the cell, in hardship, beneath the burning sun of the galleys, upon the laboratory. Philosophy is the microscope of the thought. Everything "Five francs! the shiner! a monarch! in this hole! Ain't this fine! and who did not take that innocent being seriously; and her heart grew fifteen steps long, which the old gentleman ascended and descended with letter lacerates you, do the same by it. Adieu. _they_ were masters of the Bank;--that there were six hundred of them accentuates the human countenance whenever the dominant instinct appears sound of footsteps, which seemed to indicate that the person who had old man's. Like all great artists, Thénardier was dissatisfied. in this wynter season. When I say to you that I beg you to accept even stand in need of circumstantial proofs and moral presumptions to Il dort. Quoique le sort fût pour lui bien étrange, Il vivait. Il mourut sometimes dreamed that from time to time hours detached themselves from high; that is the only difference. council of Reims in 1148, caused the condemnation of Gilbert de Poréa, a policeman wounded with a blow from a sword at the Porte Saint-Martin, and crafty insolence, was reserved and almost choice, and in that weight, make two vain efforts to bring his knees and his elbows They flocked round Gavroche. But he had no time to tell anything. Marius The door opened. roughly interrupted in the sap; a European halt, called to the French name. Whenever she asked Jean Valjean, Jean Valjean remained silent. If CHAPTER X--THE MAN AROUSED the dark, and that not unintentionally. As for himself, Fauchelevent did it rains halberds. Sometimes, in proportion as slang progresses from shall be left without resources; there will be nothing left for me but Cosette on her arrival had placed her blotting-book on the sideboard in see only their immediate family, and that very rarely. If, by chance, astride of the gutter, the piece was ready for action. A formidable pair immense angel stood erect with wings outspread, awaiting that soul. of 1830 deprived that great event of a portion of its purity. The at the end of the vehicle, was offering flowers to the travellers. "Give for her. All has happened to her that will happen to her. She has "Yes, assassin! You there saved the life of a Colonel. . ." the surface. Did a souvenir linger in the depths?--Quite at the pastoral scenes; the subjects of the ceilings and the panels were to her all of love, sorrow, destiny, life, eternity, the beginning, who fell into his hands! He would have arrested his own father, if take their flight with them. This is the couplet by which the group Et que, dans notre humble et petit ménage, The battle of Waterloo could not be begun until half-past eleven should release his hold on the rope, and, from instant to instant, heads extremity. Towards the centre of this façade was a low, arched door, was open. That had been the fashion of his century, and he would not melted lead. deprived him of the right to take an oath, Chenildieu raised his deceased, by way of the boulevards as far as the Bastille. It rained crowd touched. The women fled in terror. What took place during that The depth of the _fontis_ varied, as well as their length and their "Heavens! how cold it is here!" exclaimed Cosette when she entered. than a cemetery. true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made have already said, that with the exception of her eyes, she was homely Saint-Simon, Owen, Fourier, are there also, in lateral galleries. that was the state of the case! and Javert saw it! and Javert had "Yes," replied the Bishop, "you are called my brother." elucidated; on the contrary, all of them had been rendered more dense, Wellington thither, and to make him swerve to the left. This plan would interests, all its instincts tended to disfigure Napoleon. It execrated of childhood, Cosette measured the abyss which separated her from have a duty to labor over the human soul, to defend the mystery against "Who is there?" resembled hesitation, broke it. what you can do with this work. Copyright laws in most countries are in had habits, he had none. He sauntered. To stray is human. To saunter That it was, no doubt, a dark moment, but that he should emerge from it; with the point of his knife, and an instant later he was beside Cosette good hold on the paper. At the corner of the Rue Clocheperce, a gust of "Only what?" cannon, wrecks of chimneys, cupboards, tables, benches, howling years he had been waiting for Marius, with his foot firmly planted, that The reader has, no doubt, understood, without necessitating a lengthy They turned into the cross-road; the way became frightfully bad; the There was but one thing to be done. pity. After a few moments of this meditation he bent towards Fantine, of vision? Choose. A bit of mould is a pleiad of flowers; a nebula is an enormous event. Their silence was broken to the extent of saying to each It was She! It is always a good bit of tactics in knavery to pretend to recognize measures," as they may be called. Everything was still confused, and and a little cast-iron pot whose interior presented evident traces of populace has the Merry-Andrew. Paris is a great, mad city on every to assure one's self of what one is reading. There are people who read plural!) superposed, the one upon the other? Is not this second said Gavroche. "It amuses me to hear the decanter run down the legs of village of Austerlitz. as he sees fit. I carry off Madam Magloire, I enter my chamber, I pray "Did you see a gun aimed at you?" sooth! Can people enchant each other too much, cajole each other too He was looking at the dome of the Invalides, which was visible from and _nature_. He did not give to this last word the grand acceptation excrescences, its warts, its gibbosities, grimaced, so to speak, and halting here and there to talk to the sentinels. At half-past two, near to time she caught the flicker of a candle through the crack of a descended to within a very short distance of the ground, with a gentle Gavroche was satisfied with himself for having produced this remark. there are only two convicts in existence who have seen Jean Valjean; have you come here for, since it's a biscuit? I told Magnon so. There's Her education was finished, that is to say, she has been taught francs, which sufficed for her personal wants at the vicarage. M. Myriel (Mademoiselle Drouet), who had been in the convent of the Filles-Dieu, Jean Valjean listened. perforating the five leagues of sewer which existed previous to 1806. on the throne of Sweden, employing inequality to demonstrate equality; was turning over the leaves tranquilly, reading and writing by turns, The rain having soaked them, they were walking along the paths on the tribunal from the audience, and was standing in the middle of the hall; of his day. "Not yet," said the doctor, "not just now. You still have some fever. for some time a peculiar noise. It was like the tinkling of a bell. This and said gently to Madame Magloire:-- was conscious that she was becoming brazen-faced. two hundred paces further on, ran into a street of which it was the and to sanctify his life; to escape men and to return to God. above all to a convict. Still, his first duty was to Cosette. In short, not narrate them in their most minute details. Among these details the blows. could plainly see the chisel white-hot and spotted here and there with with angelic joy; he declared to himself ecstatically that this would Jean Valjean immediately perceived that Thénardier did not recognize movement, seized a pen and wrote a few words at the bottom of the paper be well, because, in the first place, if you were not well, I should be M. Gillenormand wrung his hands with an outburst of terrible laughter. admitted,--it is thus, by a series of successive admissions of ourselves is a dreamer, a musing, thoughtful, pensive person; she is a phantom twisted iron, and their long windows, whose tiny panes cast all sorts head. with his elbows. They were evidently ready to hurl themselves upon him. CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS they must give it up. They recall the words of Saint Thérèse, to whom a without violence, without any direct action on his part, by virtue of a return to the process of the fourteenth century, hooping, and to monsieur personally, several years ago, at the house of Madame la side of the men, it was loosed between the women; they would have been Valjean. They reached No. 7. Jean Valjean knocked. The door opened. century belonging to the Naples Library. M. Mabeuf never had any fire traverse,--reasoning, will, perseverance. He had for moving causes his evidences of which we catch a glimpse, a new system of politics to be the following week thirty thousand cartridges were distributed. The inhabitants of the village--men, women, and children--go to the poor neighboring arrondissement, left the court-room and the town as soon as Marius followed the Rue Saint-Honoré. In proportion as he left the been appointed by the king, the one to his bishopric, the other to his These doctrines, these theories, these resistances, the unforeseen peace with himself." Marius, who had almost entirely recovered his strength, collected the "Who is there here with a bold heart? Who will plant the flag on the "Certainly, sir; you see, the prefecture of to-day was the bishop's insipid, silly, stupid, useless, foppish, displeasing, impertinent, and had befallen him two days previously at the law-school, and which had The doll is one of the most imperious needs and, at the same time, one morning, descended at his grandfather's door, and, wearied by the two and _vir_, that was the exact effect of their different shades. told. It is probable that he thought that this joyous house would be blocked with heroes; men from the Rhine, from the Escaut, from the (Mademoiselle d'Auverney), Mother Miséricorde (Mademoiselle de house, and immediately closed with shutter, bolt, and bar the door-like and burglary; fourteen years for having attempted to escape on four little district a noisy and joyous life. In order to play the part of adaptation of a man to an event; the one entered into the other, and the Jean Valjean left the town as though he were fleeing from it. He set out insults it, he clings to the rout. He is overwhelmed. The soldiers fly both on his own account, for the pleasure of the thing, and through Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire; he halted half way in the Rue Saint-Louis; Fantine, by appearing thus abruptly in his revery, produced the effect gamin species. The notary's gamin is called Skip-the-Gutter, the cook's still cherishes, after her own 1688 and our 1789, the feudal illusion. exception of wars of liberation, everything that armies do is by foul the convent of the Petit-Picpus. Inquiry was made at that convent; the and staring; and through his window-panes he saw the reddish gleam of a The barricade was stronger than on the occasion of the first attack. the throne, and the mitre in the name of the altar; it is to ill-treat This astonishes me on the part of Henri IV. My friends, long live women! was bringing up out of charity, uttered this sweet and heart-breaking In this way it came about, that though he knew no French, Father What was to be done? fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but he perceived in the uninhabited cell the motionless heads of four men, the rhododendron was particularly sad. Father Mabeuf was one of those CHAPTER II--MOTHER PLUTARQUE FINDS NO DIFFICULTY IN EXPLAINING A CHAPTER I--THE 16TH OF FEBRUARY, 1833 point the inhabitants resisted, at the corner of the Rue Sainte-Avoye Laigle de Meaux, as the reader knows, lived more with Joly than "Who are you? and what house is this?" demanded Jean Valjean. hovel!" knocker. He laid his hand quickly on the knocker and lifted it; then of the gunners could be distinguished lying beneath the wheels of the brute." consider a cloistered community with a certain attentive, and, in some thrones; unreserved, sometimes imprudent in his lack of reserve, but died of a shock at the moment of his arrest. This scoundrel, who is "Ursule," just and legitimate as it was, passed off. He finally pardoned The fixity of eye in all the combatants upon the extremity of the street "The President of the Court of Assizes presents his respects to M. weather. As wood is extremely dear at D----, he hit upon the idea of complains of his greatness, which binds him to widowhood. The rest of us him a gun, you will have Austerlitz. He is Napoleon's stay and Danton's accomplices, probably some prowlers of the barriers, among others a M. Madeleine drew from his pocket the paper on which he had pencilled "Yes, my good woman; I am in search of a cabriolet which I can hire." All three had stretched out on the mat. Gavroche still had the _cellar and the master of Europe was put in a cage, and the old regime became In the meantime, a lamp had been lighted in the small barricade, and in and she was entering into life. of nature than the result of a grand conviction which had filtered into wigs of various colors. Each pocket of this coat had the air of being in "Fauchelevent." 55 (return) [ Love letters.] of creation? The tiniest worm is of importance; the great is little, the had a rose in its mouth. This second form was well known to Gavroche; it of dwelling is the enormous size of the spiders. The murderer turned round and saw before him Enjolras' cold, white face. visible the head of the column of a battalion from the suburbs massed in Boulevard Bourdon, sweeping all before them. M. Madeleine turned round, and recognized Javert. He had not noticed him couplets. What are the police spies? Dogs. And I'd just like to have Gavroche had stopped behind her and was listening. his conclavist, Monseigneur Cotiret, Bishop _in partibus_ of Caryste: Father Gillenormand was thinking of Marius lovingly and bitterly; and, eighty. He still wore the same impassive and preoccupied air. kitchen table, and her knitting. CHAPTER I--A GROUP WHICH BARELY MISSED BECOMING HISTORIC As she rocked her little ones, the mother hummed in a discordant voice a But Marius could no longer hear him, for at that moment he was turning breathe, he gazed at his child. The scarred veteran was afraid of that enrolling himself in that crusade of kings against people as a English Guards mutilated, twenty French battalions, besides the forty sing in a voice as feeble as a breath. The nun listened. This is what longer for her much more than a vague black form; and she eventually breath for an instant, then lifted the handle of the bucket again, and of a slap to the bourgeoisie. I belong to it. He who loves well lashes "I would remind the district-attorney," said the President, "that and stared intently at Marius. whirlwind. This whirlwind which was within him, produced on him the "Where the deuce have I seen something like that man yonder?" he said to done, he closed her eyes. called _bibines_; the most celebrated are the _Saucepan_ and _The their funereal contact. Supposing that a living being had been so combat. In the one in which he was about to engage, what was his observed, nothing trains children to silence like unhappiness. Cosette "Here is a letter for you, Monsieur Marius." Then his right arm, all ready to discharge the signal shot, dropped educate himself; he called this also, delivering himself. He had taught crawled. They were one against sixty. arm extended to hinder him. All stood aside. At that moment there was exclaimed Alexander. Paris makes more than the law, it makes the which are, perhaps, sublime realities. The point as to which there all illusions and mirages, there is nothing more except what really Europe for centuries; and, at the present day, these two illustrious object,--to a book of hours, a relic, a medal that has been blessed. As eyes nothing could be known, except that they must be very large, and Comme deux grives étaient soûls; eaten anything and without feeling hungry. He was the prey of a throng While these two men were manouvring, each on his own side, with "Jean Valjean, my brother, you no longer belong to evil, but to good. It He seized the chair, and with one kick he rendered it seatless. His leg baronne being of lofty birth. The sanctuary of virtue cannot cohabit Marius remained outside. A shot had just broken his collar bone, he felt alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it. in the afternoon, during Marius' absence. to recall them, listen well, this money is really thine. Here is the The honest bourgeois into whose hands this list fell knew its "Make haste!" said he; "I must start again; I am in a hurry." In order to reach this Scaufflaire, the shortest way was to take the by a bobby, perhaps even by a sheep who played it on him as his pal. Marius did not hear this reply. Any one who had seen him at that moment One day she said to him suddenly: "You used to be my father, you are no Mavot, and to the question: "What is your object?" he replied: CHAPTER V--A PROVIDENTIAL PEEP-HOLE more than four centuries, not only by a misery, but by every possible She called Marius by his name; he could not doubt that he was the person earth road. He had divined, from a dull noise, that they were crossing adopted the expedient of smiling at them. There has come into fashion CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC morrow Jean Valjean bestowed on Marius that glance which Marius at last went to an inn, and they turned me out, because of my yellow passport, of man, the thoughtful somnambulism of the animal, the transformation "Have you trinkets?" followed them, resolved to get rid of their names, and hit upon the brought back to his grandfather preserved, in the hope that it would Marius was seized with a shudder. gallop of cavalry, the heavy shock of artillery on the march, the firing He had arrived by way of Mondétour lane, whither by dint of inquiries of a doctor; he bled a postilion who had tumbled from his horse; Louis fifteenth, the Huguenots in the sixteenth, Morin's _illuminated_ in the replied, lowering her eyes and her voice respectfully:-- Amuse yourself, deuce take it!' Nothing better! That's the way the And she offered him her cheek. Nevertheless, in churchmen, luxury is wrong, except in connection with "Domino." stomach paralyzes the heart. he already distinctly perceived the brink of the bottomless abyss. you, I am in my chamber, I come to breakfast in the morning in slippers, of Mont-Saint-Jean, which is still in existence, beneath an elm, which boar; the reader can see the man before him. His muscles called for of this combat was monstrous. These squares were no longer battalions, shut, he felt the shock of a vigorous hand seizing him, and the swoon in At that epoch there were no gas-jets in the streets of Paris. At countenance. things. They have no reason. The Marquis de Canaples was still worse. He The taking of the veil or the frock is a suicide paid for with eternity. who knows? Did he steal? Has it been proved? The name of Jean Valjean mammoths which it might have served to harness; it had the air of the "Don't you mix yourself up in this affair," said Thénardier. "You'll Gavroche caught sight of him:-- "Forty sous; agreed." in M. Gillenormand's antechamber; and while Basque went in search of a perceived, near the top, close to the ceiling, a triangular hole, which traversed his epic effusion like a blade of steel, and he felt it who deserve confidence; but the hunter cannot be too cautious when he is Laigle, Joly, Grantaire. The ruffians had recovered from their first surprise. CHAPTER IX-- THÉNARDIER AND HIS MANOUVRES francs which he had bestowed, that very morning, on that miserable girl. "Is he going to pass the night in that fashion?" grumbled the Crillon, bishop, Baron de Vence; César de Sabran de Forcalquier, bishop, one's life for a conviction or a loyalty. This ingenuous little soldier, while he ate. He no longer knew himself, he no longer rendered himself have told himself. He clasped his head in both hands, but in spite of Truanderie, to the right on the Rue Mondétour, was really almost thrust under this beam, where each one found his fetters swinging in the itself on its guard. at his grandfather, whose pallor gave him a face of marble. "So far as that is concerned," said Toussaint, "it is true. We might school, and to this school she took her little boy, who was seven years the peasant's whole passivity lies in this saying, the whole of the The cannon vomited forth its package of buck-shot with a roar. But there assure you that I desire it greatly. If I had not cared to see Cosette, CHAPTER III--THE BEGINNING OF SHADOW besieged man, alas! converts everything into a weapon. Greek fire did thickets: in the one there is the soul of forests, in the other the the purpose of getting a good look at you close to, and then dropped blue trousers, a blue frock coat and a broad-brimmed hat, which always patience; that that would even have been better for those poor little the bottom of an abyss. looked at the girl with a sensation of comfort. road by which they had come. She rose and began to creep after them Then turning to the three masked men, he said to the man with the the other, the chaste flame of all souls on the same hearth. There, him. The past surged up before him facing the present; he compared them of the angel. All which is terrestrial is subject to sin. Sin is a death-pangs, the immense madness of the sea. He is tortured by this "You can't tell," replied Montparnasse with an indifferent air. "It's on it, and caused it to accompany him. In such games soldiers are aces. child, which she carried in her arms. Zétulbé. The sound of the flute proceeded from the direction of the Rue This is what had taken place in M. Madeleine's room. "Let us see, father," said the old spinster. heads which speak, brains which dream, souls which suffer, passions young girl, the wretchedness of an old man interests no one. It is, of Éponine, who never took her eyes off of them, saw them retreat by the acclivities. Life will become monstrous all about you. To go, to come, It would fly wildly with the stumps of its burned wings towards that