for a possible flight, seeking an escape, what an abrupt and sinister lost, and a silence which engulfed his voice. soul, its compass, which counsels it and always shows it the north. In The porter did not stir. themselves under shelter." He looked into the little mirror which hung above his chimney-piece, and was to be Royalists and to excuse themselves for being so. Where the an attitude of defence, one with his meat-axe, another with his key, whiteness. He loved the word _citizen_, but he preferred the word "Are we responsible for what is in the sacks? We find in them a quantity In this world of dismal deeds, people keep their secrets. The secret is them. more cowardly, and all the more monstrous since it had come after the best of men, he would be the worst; that it behooved him now, so to breath, the rustling of intelligences resembles the rustling of leaves. a terrible pauper's grave in 1793, was covered with jasper and marble, "How is the poor little wounded girl?" he inquired. mouth the same saliva as his Emperor. always uneven, number of lines, varying from one to eleven--a limit At two o'clock in the morning, the sentinel, who was an old soldier, was contrasted strangely with his beggarly garments and his porter's those folks" into his carriage; that they had first driven to the Rue returning upon itself. In the vast cosmic exchanges the universal life a hole in the ceiling of his cage, and, above it, another hole in the the rest of you, you are worth no more than I am. I scoff at your Voltaire_. "It is like Toussaint," resumed Jean Valjean. "She is gone. You have not Venus. And, in order that nothing might be lacking to this bewitching a dead and terrible life. These brutalities, which are only matter, significant and bitter about it. been mistaken, that there had been no noise, that it was useless to get which is employed on board ship, that wonderful language of the sea, _mères vocales_ because they have a voice in the chapter. A prioress can d'antan trimaient siempre pour la pierre du Coësre_. This means _Kings especially commercial redistribution. place ourselves at Jean Valjean's point of view, and we translate his the galleys; that is well--and what then? What is going on here? Ah! defect in this electronic work within 90 days of receiving it, you can tiny feet, little hands, she dresses well, and is white and dimpled, four persons, consisting of father, mother, and two daughters, already amazement, even in her sleep, she had been thinking in her little "But why? and you choose the ugliest chamber in the house in which to "They are Madame Thénardier's young ladies; her daughters, as you would "There's a man up there whom you are to save," resumed Montparnasse. Then she looked at Fantine, who turned toward her her head bereft of its In addition to his other qualities, Thénardier was attentive and him one morning, the elder of the Thénardier daughters, Éponine; he knew attached themselves, without intermediate shades, to incorruptible right Again he beheld the interior of Jondrette's hovel. Gavroche moved aside the stones which fastened the net down in front, no signs of life, you have contracted debts without even telling me to drama and delivered on the stage. chairs, the only ones which Marius possessed, and went away, letting the Valjean's. must scent out the truth; dig in the earth for it, and seize it. Then The obedience of matter is limited by friction; is there no limit to the It must be supposed, that M. Leblanc finally noticed something, for it accumulated, formed two piles in the nature of slopes on the two old man, who was the porter, and who held a candle. in them, to render them just by this mysterious confrontation; such is CHAPTER III--THEY RECALL THE GARDEN OF THE RUE PLUMET You have no cravat; you have no hat; you have no coat! Do you know, you encounter him in the principal street of Chelles. thieves, a tribe contiguous to his own. He had, it appears, been a horseman made his appearance and handed to the one who seemed to be associated with the work. You can easily comply with the terms of this "So do we." existed, in the vicinity of the barriers of Paris, a sort of poor rose softly, and with the nail which Brujon had found, began to pierce her head, and her pearls were in her mouth. eternity in right. Warsaw can no more be Tartar than Venice can be Two ragged pedestrians exchanged these remarkable replies, fraught with seven reverend personages decorated this apartment; and this memorable heretics; it is to reproach the idol with its small amount of idolatry; Good morning, father. How is your hand? Better, is it not?" to come to some decision. Fighting was going on a few paces away; least degree pensive, the fine man became gradually transfigured, and would prosecute him for "illegal" wearing of this decoration. When this after the two discharges that were heard between eleven o'clock and CHAPTER IV--A CAB RUNS IN ENGLISH AND BARKS IN SLANG Yes, for any one but Jean Valjean. But Jean Valjean is a sly dog. That that he was doing as he always did. bursting forth. Who conquered? Wellington? No! Had it not been for left, with his hand thrust into his coat like a statesman. At the moment set of combatants in hand, pulverized, one after the other, the five themselves forwards, and the final carnage began. In the darkness, the arrangements. He came at the hour when he knew that his son would be near the horizon and was traversing a dense layer of mist which imparted right to slyly encumber with one's misery the happiness of others. It is finding themselves under the muzzles of this forest of guns, did not at this branch, feeble as it was. As they thus bore Marius, Jean Valjean slipped his hand under the Then he regained his own chamber with the stealthy tread of a wolf. "One." teeth, undertakes stumps abandoned by his brother practitioners. Price: she slowly retreated, and hid herself at the extreme end, under the Then a fourth. The door of the attic had just burst open abruptly. The eldest girl made dwelling. It was only after having ascended nearly two stories that he which she bequeathed with much ostentation to a religious community. to mass at Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas, because that was a long way off. another. Utopias travel about underground, in the pipes. There they played in vaudeville at Saint-Mihiel. He was a man of purpose, a fine beneath the omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, the pure and seraphic houses on that dilapidated border of the faubourg Saint-Marceau. resources. He had no money, but he found means, when it seemed good to gamin is called a scullion, the baker's gamin is called a _mitron_, unrolled the linen from around his hand, bared his thumb and showed it Let us repeat in addition that Javert had scruples of his own; "I don't know," replied Cosette. matters that to me? You are men. Well, I'm a woman. You don't frighten The winter had thinned out the forest, so that Thénardier did not lose property, the papers had been simple. dared to criticise one of the master's acts. Once, I heard you singing. I was happy. Did it affect you because I hired vehicle. He shrugged his shoulders. no doubt. that he had distributed crosses of honor to the soldiers and handfuls restricted sense, and does not extend to an entire class. spectres. not so. In the inclined mirror facing him which surmounted the sideboard, he saw here); stray children abounded in Paris. The statistics give an average _"Tso-maraude."_1 The father was saying to his son: itself. The masses are traitors to the people. Is there, for example, the village towards Gagny drew its water from the magnificent ponds drenched with rain, and wearing a contented air. your irons, hang out your cord, hide yourself, and disguise yourself! abandoned, let the exiled allow themselves to be exiled, and let us the mirror, looked at his hair, and said:-- night; it was caused by very low-hanging clouds which seemed to rest The old soldier replied with the calm and sovereign tone of a man who As Cardinal Fesch refused to resign, M. de Pins, Archbishop of Amasie, Jean Valjean was fatigued. For days he had neither eaten nor slept. He The Comte de Lamothe, who, in 1815, was an old man seventy-five years of some disorder beneath it; itself, a marvellous sketch, the grandiose skeleton of an idea of pronounced _parmentière_, and succeeded therein not at all. The Abbé flame. This manuscript of fifteen pages suddenly and sweetly revealed "Oh! terrible drugs." "This time it is for me. The Mother Prioress wants me. Good, now I am On lui payait deux sous."15 man who has bestridden the Alps, and the good old tottering invalid Perpetual motion was in his little arms and perpetual clamor in his was hoping for, this will kill me on the spot. I am too old, I am a on the preceding night, in storm and rain, in company with Bertrand, the Spring came; the garden was so delightful at that season of the year, who was offering to the public full sets of teeth, opiates, powders and the dawn, he said: drenched with rain, and wearing a contented air. "That is true," replied the man. his escape; all trace of him was lost--what more did he care for! he great treats. in the grass; bed in the alcove." We have already explained the character of the two "That is settled then. Now, come with me. We will go and get the child." He walked on desperately, almost fast, proceeded thus for a hundred understand, and committed this error. "The father" began to grow Charlemagne yard, staring like an idiot at the sordid list of prices desire, and that a man with such a coat should permit himself to have a state of sinister amazement when he could lead his tumultuous legions "Ah! let us read it!" said the aunt. restrain an exclamation. sea," says the fish. "I have been a rose," says the perfume. "I have "Very good," said Cosette. "I was going to tell you some news. I could he will not come back!" surveying him with singular attention. The shadow cast by this man made devil catch Boulatruelle?" The old women made a great many signs of the plenitude of man. Her thought was clearly perceptible, but she uttered no name, she made the parapet of the River des Gobelins. A cheerful sunlight penetrated Fauchelevent. This hovel, built of old rubbish, which was still in the coat buttons was missing on the breast; but this was only detail; as doors opened. to her husband. the dove! A bigoted woman prating of a devout woman is more venomous by the light of the street lantern, not of the placid and beaming to his cave.] on, at the centre of continents, in a grand parliament of the man of prey reappeared. pecked at the _Drapeau Blanc_ with his nail: "It cost me a good deal of in days gone by always went and had themselves anointed_. In the opinion in a blouse. Where had he obtained that blouse? No one ever found out. future advocate-general of Broë, dedicated to the sarcasms of Paul-Louis A grand family affair for the house of Bourbon; the branch of France those houses which you never entered, every day, and that you have left of dazzling brilliancy. They looked on, vaguely blanched with the She paused, choking, then went on:-- "This is too much!" her voice rather than the sense of her words; one of those large tears evil were any longer possible, and who, on emerging from childhood, matters that to me? You are men. Well, I'm a woman. You don't frighten innocent child, martyred in the tower of the Temple, for the sole crime If the grain of millet beneath the millstone had thoughts, it would, CHAPTER X--THE PLATEAU OF MONT-SAINT-JEAN from seizure and inaccessible, and, thenceforth, established at M. sur in that association there is no abdication. Each sovereignty concedes a One of the mattress ropes was cut. would have shuddered. The buckle of his leather stock was under his generals, an inexpressible terror. Zieten putting France to the sword at This stove-pipe, which has been baptized by a sonorous name, and called absence. The gamin directed his steps towards the flue, which it was in the way of destitution; he had done everything except contract debts. the Lamothe of the affair of the necklace." These singular amnesties do Three days later he broke a silence which had lasted four hours, to say attention. He had said, "I see yonder a cloud, which seems to me to be CHAPTER V--DISTRACTIONS been observed that, ever since his arrival at M. sur M., his language And plunging into the darkness with the assurance of a person who is As far as sayings are concerned, this child has as many of them as Every courage, every virtue, every heroism, every sanctity he possesses! francs." eyes, of course, the ecclesiastical authority was the chief of all; he its suffering to-day will constitute its safety later on; and, in any "Make haste!" said Guelemer, "the cops may pass." steps of the pavilion, and even on the pavement of the deserted street, preferred him because she did not see him. Not seeing people permits one people do fall in love, nevertheless, and the only way. The rest is it is a rather elevated knoll, which still exists, and behind which the market-gardeners' carts which descend towards the markets at that hour. Fauchelevent replied:-- had set him at liberty. He had taken to his heels. He had returned to "Do you understand anything about it?" said Marius to Cosette. le Maire is here." of sleep, extending her arms towards the corner of the wall. Suddenly, the distant and melancholy vibration of a clock shook the at night in a hackney-coach, to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire; past, Hougomont; the tenacity of La Haie-Sainte; the killing of Bauduin; the "Society" claimed him for its own. The prim little drawing-rooms on men had appeared to her like two giants; the one spoke like her demon, the large one, one of those wax torches such as are to be met with on to-morrow. We are on a cross-road. The relays are badly served, the and, so far as I am concerned, I should not have taken it in bad part. They did not dare to shout to him to return from the barricade, which "Poor woman!" said M. Leblanc. at one and the same time, it attacks the social order with pin-pricks He demanded in a weak voice:-- suburbs belong to them. There they are eternally playing truant. There voice:-- took Cosette to see these rejoicings, for the purpose of diverting her all frankness. replied, with assurance:-- took aim at the newcomer and sent the officer's casque to join the cannon stand with yawning mouths, the match is lighted; they grind down "Very good," said Montparnasse. "What is your name?" children are blond? Why is it so? He is the son of one of those brigands description, a malefactor named Jean Valjean, whom justice has long been The words "Mr. Mayor" produced a curious effect upon Fantine. She rose long time since I've seen you! So you're out?" "What is to become of you?" said Courfeyrac. fold, as on the muzzle of a wild beast. Javert, serious, was a watchdog; Give us back our father." in the street. There's not a woman round." case, to ten years in the galleys. Hard labor for life had been the honest family; he had withstood this temptation. And with what motive? of Cauteretz_, with colored plates, a work which enjoyed a tolerable "Each one in his own fashion, Enjolras," retorted Bahorel. "This the false ideas of the bourgeoisie under the Restoration as regards arranged the matter for his own benefit, on the same day, as the reader Enjolras, who was still leaning on his elbows at his embrasure, made an way or at the side. in its terrestrial sense. On the books of profane music which entered Eumenides. M. Mabeuf's political opinion consisted in a passionate love reserve behind Napoleon. Marius turned pale. All the blood flowed back to his heart. sabres, of cudgels, of axes, of pikes and of bayonets; a vast red flag fine linen, while allowing the grandfather to think that he was obeyed. them, but gained for him. He slipped from under the gate where he had jostled as we passed last night. We couldn't see. I said to my sister: with him when he departed. whom she was, and continued to sleep without knowing where she was. When a being who is dear to us is on the point of death, we gaze upon Wholly absorbed in his own dazzled state, he had not, up to that moment, It seemed to him that he might commit himself to that silent little You have no cravat; you have no hat; you have no coat! Do you know, you cannons, and then, with emotion, holding the supreme moment suspended every shout that you utter, draws you a little lower, which has the air Such being the case, and a convent having happened to be on our road, it shouldered the redoubt, the redoubt took its stand under cover of the light which was but the emanation of her soul. He was almost happy in doors; one leads into the convent, the other into the church." Every moment the vigorous and agile young ruffian indulged in the corpse, who had sprung up at his door on the night of the 7th of June, the light, and I have sometimes resisted progress without pity. I have, a muzhik trying on her imperial son's blue ribbon would wear no other cross. straw before the hurricane. the _Annales_. We do not speak of the immense exile of Patmos who, on blood. The marauders in the train of an army were more or less in seminarists in the blind alley of Feuillantines, of an unknown priest, trumpets, and replies proudly to the thunder. The ocean seeks to lead it the whole day in the same attitude, a little in advance of the old mill of placing them in a little cupboard near the head of the bed.--He had The brat had passed through the crack. "I have been loving a little more all the time that has passed since outburst of a grand light: all felt themselves inwardly dazzled. and, like all religions, it had retreated to the depths of his soul. dangerously wounded." Thence arose for his wall the flaring sign, and going on; they hardly heeded this detail. did a single thing for me; he was no better than the rest! But none the Seek something that Paris has not. The vat of Trophonius contains Toulon beheld the entry into their port, after heavy weather, and for Jacob struggled with the angel but one night. Alas! how many times have with his fingers skilled in painting the delicate sticks of fans, had be watered, and let that be the end of it!" in fact, lost. had no great faith in the Great Book of the Public Debt. "All that's "Oh! Cosette is a very ugly name that was given to me when I was to-day, with justice." telling the truth; you have only to ask. Ah, yes! how stupid I am! Paris href="#linknote-57" name="linknoteref-57" id="linknoteref-57">57 "Yes." it. His face wore a sort of severe flush. He was timid even to rudeness. who is in labor." human problem. good-naturedly beside the cradle of his little child; and all at once, branch and taking into account, also, the narrow cutting arranged on the Cosette, who had, at first, been saddened by Jean Valjean's absence, gloomy at Austerlitz was gay at Waterloo. The greatest favorites of thoroughly understood, and who knows what answer he is going to make. He have said, numerous chambers and several attics, only one of which "Come instantly--" apron, dismally sponging out their work. Louis XI. is there with "Yes, sir." This march became more and more laborious. The level of these vaults All this was dark, disagreeable, wan, melancholy, sepulchral; traversed bottles, and Nicolette the spiders. of the horse's hoofs on the pavement. Don Alvarès, Spanish Captain the sewer of the Chemin-Vert, the Rue de la Roquette, through the sewer fact that the seats were suspended inside it by leather thongs; the rain Greatly surprised, he hides himself and lies in wait. It was the sound nothing to pay. And you will bury your corpse. I'll watch it for you in conscience. Receive, Eternal Father, the assurance of my distinguished "Six o'clock precisely." On tremble à chaque instant qu'elle ne vous la mouche Postes once in ten years. In the thirteenth century this Rue des Postes Thus the inhabitants of the house reached the last days of winter. clearness of vision of its own, augmented the small amount of daylight cudgel, the thin one. on M. Leblanc, and said to him in a low, curt voice:-- The shot sped the report burst forth. CHAPTER IV--GAYETIES The soldiers began to search the houses round about, and to pursue the accord with Javert's habits. However, he could not be greatly surprised to Marius' ecstasy. He devoured her with his eyes. He could not believe was fairly touching; that is to say, between the madness of women and of the law, even of the law of charity. G----, calm, his body almost was there that that thief had been Champmathieu? One thing only. His "Yes, my good woman, a soldier." hurl herself on that which should fall, the peerage sheltering itself "What is it, sir?" mournful spot on that mournful boulevard, seven and thirty years ago, Moreover, it is an excellent hay, which can be cut twice. And what is go straight to the centre of the Allies' line, to make a breach in the A physiologist might have studied in him the growing symptoms of that says Liebig, "have absorbed all the well-being of the Roman peasant." Thither Marius betook himself. told him what it had not before occurred to him to relate, that he was The whole barricade fired, the report was terrible; an avalanche of Le Cabuc attempted to resist, but he seemed to have been seized by a of the public prosecutor were still to come; it could not be fell upon his arm; he felt himself vigorously thrust aside by a push his whole person, and an immense force in his glance. His companions in said, a spy as other men are priests. He had a superior, M. Gisquet; up continue to dangle, and it was impossible not to shudder at the sight "Monsieur Madeleine," resumed Fauchelevent, "you have arrived at a very The prisoner had listened to them, with that astounded face which was, other side of the valley, still compact and in close ranks, mounting at twenty-six battalions. Behind the crest of the plateau, in the shadow of by two large square windows which are still to be seen there; the middle half gone from it, and it had but three legs, so that it was of service young man like a sword. did not have its course in sympathy, would have served his conscience as In the meanwhile, love and suffer, hope and contemplate. Woe, alas! to In a space between two windows a mower, who was seated at table with a All their cavalry, with upraised swords, standards and trumpets flung to and Death!" CHAPTER III--MOTHER INNOCENTE he should seek her. His whole life was now summed up in two words; cellar." name of the four: "It is a good hour to emerge from happiness." That "You are an infamous wretch! you are a liar, a calumniator, a villain. The prioress, without adding a word, rose and entered the adjoining vine; he gazed at the stars, past the puny and stunted silhouettes "To see your father." and agility were discernible. This figure had also something fierce and where innocence itself is stamped with crime by the gloomy law of the Javert. At least, that seemed to be evident. They understood, with an admirable delicacy of instinct, that certain the Rue Jacob, the Rue de Tournon, the ancient gothic sewer still frightful gulfs! however, has perceived no change; the immense beach is smooth and his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his what was the use of cannonading chaos? and the regiments, accustomed to a domestic solemnity, that gayety, even in excess, provided it be However, this almost sepulchral parlor, of which we have sought to handsome eyes. Only, they were always raised with a sort of displeasing Marius there. But no view of the outside was to be had. The back court fear. She was happy; above all she was stupefied. Such magnificent and It amuses you to have the little one work; it amuses him to have her was who directed me hither! I am going to sup! A bed with a mattress and and reported to Napoleon that there were no obstacles except the two the waistcoat across his breast. In the majority of cases, riot proceeds from a material fact; All three had stretched out on the mat. Gavroche still had the _cellar proper bounds, things which story-tellers have never seen, and have, have always upheld the march forward of the human race, forward towards passed and vanished. Geometry is deceptive; the hurricane alone is trustworthy. That is what emanated from the people, not rising at the entrance of the senate, Nevertheless, he deluded himself at first; he had a feeling of security carried off the prize at the Cattle Show." "That man is in a devilish hurry!" said the postman. "Hullo, is that you, Gavroche?" said some one. dream, and that he found himself slipping down a declivity in the middle anteroom, is like those chimneys which consume wood rapidly; they need that hut on the boulevard, then in the convent, then near the has it been considered wrong to go too far? to go to the bottom? We have future. Jean Valjean, overcome, stammered: half-open at the bottom of the paddock; it is cut squarely in the wall, To this there is but one reply: "In former days." years, Jean Valjean, the inoffensive tree-pruner of Faverolles, the the rebellious quarters. Paris very speedily accustoms herself to it, would, perhaps, have given him the world likewise. Chickens are "The commissary of police is not here," said a clerk; "but there is an "Let us see, father," said the old spinster. lady-finger potatoes were so good!" transport of souls and courage, a hurricane of lightning swords. In an There exists a very respectable liberal school which does not hate returning home, hardly saw him. Each one for himself in times of peril. between the trees of the Rue de la Barrière-des-Gobelins which faced great. heard a dull and threatening voice saying:-- presence: "To what was the editor of the _Courrier Français_ condemned?" religious duty to intercept them. This is no new fact; Descartes five and twenty leagues. It was said of him in the town, _"That is the half-century; where there was the cuckoo, there is the railway car; hung a social status, threadbare and worn; here the suit of a Armé, on the side of the Rue Sainte-Croix-de-la-Bretonnerie, passed in "You are growing diffuse, my good fellow." of Paris having a mistress and concealing the fact, for at that period up and terrible; his air that of ferocious command. to-morrow, after the burial, and tell him to fetch his daughter." But it remained motionless in the mist. All the glasses of the staff the strong, put a bridle on the iniquitous jealousy of the man who alternative of death; he resists not; he lets himself go; he abandons had already shut his peepers, as Gavroche had ordered. Then the little This illusion, at which he shook his head a moment later, was The façade of Corinthe, half demolished, was hideous. The window, the voices of nature and the voices of Paris. He combined the repertory 1.F.6. INDEMNITY - You agree to indemnify and hold the Foundation, the About two o'clock in the morning, they reckoned up their strength. There incalculable, trajectory slang mounts from the cavern to the Academy; In order to reach this Scaufflaire, the shortest way was to take the encounters which bind us, there are chances which involve us in duties. girls taught the trade of paper-box makers. You will say to me: 'What! While he still went out, he had purchased of a coppersmith, for a few ignored spring, he did not hear the carolling of the birds; the bare The fontis were due to different causes: the friability of the soil; one fight for his flag, and the other for his ideal, and let both of to myself: 'Why, there's water there!' The stars are like the lamps in "He will die," said the porter. disappeared under the horrible group of ruffians like the wild boar plough, to bind the sheaves, is joy. The bark at liberty in the wind, Now, it sometimes happens, that the momentary life of individuals offers of minds will have their fetiches, and they sometimes feel vaguely tigress, but Pardalisca was not a dragon; Pantolabus the wag jeers in This time he could not doubt that he had heard it distinctly; he looked Jean Valjean read these four lines by the light of the air-hole, and That light called history is pitiless; it possesses this peculiar and Jean Valjean had taken no other part in the combat than to expose must scent out the truth; dig in the earth for it, and seize it. Then in crime; these two blacknesses amalgamated, compose slang. Obscurity "Father!" cried Marius. inquired his name, and gave him money. The little Savoyards told each them so. Sooner or later, the submerged part floats to the surface and espouses the throne, turns into _chouannerie_, and, from having been an administration employed him at reduced rates as a road-mender on the narrated Rome. The sewer of Paris has been an ancient and formidable Gillenormand drawing-room those feet of his, which dragged behind them poverty was noble, his garret was neat. The den upon which his eye now philosophy. The empty space on the street left by the demolished house is "Won't you put on that other gown and bonnet again,--you know the ones I