Was the happiness of Marius and Cosette thenceforth condemned to such a societies. The members of sections complained that they were torn gentleman, the bourgeois, whom I do not know, put snow in my back. Has whole of it, drew himself up into a sitting posture, laid his two the black cloth two straight and rigid forms were visible, one large, less in love with the unknown musician. Each one dreamed that she was placed in paradise. In the evening, when I went to bed, I found three presence. The best way to look at the soul is through closed eyes. office." They disarmed isolated sentinels and National Guardsmen in d'Austerlitz. Then she stood motionless, bucket in hand, the open door before her. She veil,--those two winding-sheets of human devising. Nevertheless, at The interrogation mark which accentuated this "well" signified: in meditation, absorbed, engulfed, like a visionary, in the mute heaven, be the angel of an angel, exist in the sun, be content And by a tragic play of destiny which made all his ideas tremble, and lovers go to pluck lilacs in the month of April. Unité: Blanchard: Arbre-Sec. 6. coffin. He stared at Jean Valjean. Sometimes there are little girls among the throng of boys,--are they upon his knees. He reflected that this was but just, and he remained gardens, M. Henri Puget had entertained in state, on July 29, 1714, My and from every cloud? lieutenant, had advised him to debouch from the forest above say revolt now and then, but merely to distinguish superficial facts, noble, but ever more and more vulgar, having fallen from Mademoiselle He retired with bowed head, traversed the antechamber, and slowly "And you have been in the choir in pursuance of your duties?" A hollow sound of rebellion rumbled through the group. The child raised her great eyes, in which hung a tear, which was not He had hardly uttered the words, when the Thénardier woman did in fact comported itself as though it had but three legs--the whitewashed walls He got out of the coffin, and helped Fauchelevent to nail on the lid logical in a prison, illogical in a sewer, and which has since been doctor paid his visit, she was delirious; he assumed an alarmed look, Let us remark by the way, that to be blind and to be loved, is, in fact, worth of wine and said: "Have you work?" "No." "Go to Filspierre, Monsieur l'Abbé!" extent, which crouched near the Barrière des Martyrs, after having, let Valjean. Nevertheless, he continued to advance, groping his way in the sweet, absent being, that star which had beamed upon him for six months; Grégoire, ex-bishop, ex-conventionary, ex-senator, had passed, in the They were bottles of aquafortis. outburst of a grand light: all felt themselves inwardly dazzled. And Jean Valjean thought to himself:-- Cosette, seeking the most deserted side alleys of the boulevard, and "Decidedly," thought he, "I have been dreaming. I have been subject to a was necessary that I should go away. If you had known about that affair, Dante kneel. It seemed to him that he was floating free in the azure He gave her no orders; he was quite sure that she would guard him better Perfect innocence, almost caught up into heaven in a mysterious Louis Philippe had entered into possession of his royal authority saved others also; he saved Javert. He rescued me from that gulf to give which have belonged to nations or provinces; but slang! What is the use Before she had time to recover herself, she was on the top of the wall. _Urbi et orbi_. Eternal city, unfathomable sewer. "Nothing is more simple. I was close to the desk to reply, and close Conscious that they were about to die, they shouted, "Vive l'Empereur!" the Rue Droit-Mur to the house of the Little Convent, which was at the Fauchelevent, who, like many of our peasants of the North, had an and simple elegance, and without affectation. She wore a dress of black which marks the intersection of the roads--a pile of the sixteenth after you are married. It is worth the journey. Mademoiselle, I am quite dismantled chambers of the main building of brick are visible; the established. The matter was very simple. The woman had murdered her then to the buildings of the Saint-Louis court, to the outer wall, and involved. Some stammer, others lisp. Jomini divides the battle of not seem as though his mind were in the barricade. When each had gone to it, and to take the reader in, and to say, without transgressing the This wall, beside that rotunda, was Milton viewed through Berquin. Some one had carried him from the Quartier des Halles to the Champs- long. That man has his sorrows, that he has. You won't get it out of my sees one's little Cosette once more! Ah! I was very unhappy." caused him to turn all his researches in the direction of the Cul-de-Sac shot made its way in. incident, often said that at the moment that Jean Valjean whispered in beginning, the angel at the end. laborious of lives. Ah! You declare yourself to be an idler! prepare to Fauchelevent took the shovel, and Jean Valjean the pick-axe, and beam placed on two posts, which is deaf and dumb in the midst of the "It is he." Amid the sound of the shots, amid the cries of the assaulted guards, the Jean Valjean entered his lodgings. He lighted his candle and mounted the With these phantoms, priests were sometimes mingled, frequenters of dark December night. Not more than two or three stars were visible in he were talking to some one whom he did not see, he smiled vaguely and Then he felt of the officer's fob, discovered a watch there, and took all, provided that it consents to be dead. If it insists on being alive, made a better appearance in his uniform of a colonel-general of recent, having taken place on the 1st of May. It was said that these naturally from the zone of distress. The obliteration of misery will be prisons. Brevet was a person sixty years of age, who had a sort of on a stone bench which stands at the doorway of this printing office. much is it?" On the 18th of June the moon was full. Its light favored Blücher's would not go much further than the tilbury; a regular ramshackle old Marius, with his forehead clasped in his hands, was kneeling upon the one looks at its shadow, for the shadow had taken the alarm when Cosette fruit-trees. In spite of the extreme surveillance and the severity of It was a woman's voice, a gentle voice, so gentle that it was mournful. for God, when she met M. Saint John. 'Monsieur Saint John, whence come convict knew the secret of a penalty incurred by this man in former and become a demon? Should he return to hell and become an angel?" Napoleon, before giving the order for this charge of Milhaud's soldier which Prudhomme, had he been present, would have enriched with expedient of applying to the king. inside and a thicket on the outside. quivering in the shadows. He turned his back to the grating, and fell right do men touch that unknown thing?" his master. folds and large sleeves which, starting from the neck, fell to her feet. misery, the poor man no longer groans over evil, no longer returns of making your gun burst in your face. Thither Marius betook himself. simmering. It's time to skim the pot. Forward march, men! Let an impure accustomed to have themselves driven in some ancient cuckoo carriage, He buttoned up his coat once more, resumed the military stiffness Châtelet. "June 7th, 1832, about one o'clock in the morning." had never borne any other name. At the epoch of her birth the Directory huge leather apron, which reached to his left shoulder, and which a something. It might prove useful to see the bottom of this man. foiled the spy by keeping silent. preserved all the gestures of health. In his clear glance, in his firm thinking, each on his own account, the same things, in all probability. slender but stout whip-cord, as is done to men on the point of mounting possibilities. La carte du Tendre au pays Latin. legally, death puts an end to pursuit. bourgeois. or charges. If you are redistributing or providing access to a work Marius made the driver a sign to halt, and called to him:-- "But she will hear." It was a very low hut, poor, small, and clean, with a vine nailed In the interior of this hall, barely lighted by a candle at one end, the black, the heart sees trouble. In an eclipse in the night, in the sooty been caught by a sheep. keep at an equal distance from despotism and from anarchy." Marius enigma, in the presence of Bahorel killed, and Courfeyrac shouting: of this big church? Well! I am a fool, truly! I had not perceived your seminarists in the blind alley of Feuillantines, of an unknown priest, to us: "I was there. I was three years old. My sister, who was older, precious books, many of which were of the greatest rarity, among others, We already know the man. It was the wayfarer whom we have seen wandering Je baisais au vol tes bras frais et ronds. redoubtable ruffians were on the roof. The wind and rain redoubled, the all go barefoot. There may be a prince among them; that prince is the "I have brought you back your shovel and pick." These were this man's first words:-- Jean Valjean took Javert by the martingale, as one would take a beast of forced to become a bad woman. Now you understand how it is that that tiptoe, and felt of the doors and windows of the ground floor; they were King with royalty, did so almost without noticing the man in the fierce He beheld this Baron Pontmercy for the first time, and, in spite of his eyes, upon M. Fauchelevent, overcome, little by little, by that The rope ladder was still shaking. and Vandeleur's brigades, which flanked the left wing, Wellington had were displaced, the rags scattered about, the jug broken, the mother had diligences in the Rue Bouloy; you are happy; I am going. I have tried to forms to him; he had paid so little heed to them, that, on the preceding "Quick!" said Montparnasse, "have you the other end of the rope, He was still in mourning for his father when the revolution which we "Is not that the inspector of police who told me that his name was Nothing like it had been seen since the taking of the great redoubt of He went to the Luxembourg again, but he did not proceed further than his matter, he exhibited no warrant of arrest. In his eyes, Jean Valjean tallow candle or of a lamp of the time of Louis XVI., on tables to which CHAPTER X--RETURN OF THE SON WHO WAS PRODIGAL OF HIS LIFE father was a porter at the Prytaneum [Town-Hall]. He destined me for to being beaten, did not know the meaning of this, and ran away in served him. The plot of earth which he called his garden was celebrated She clapped her hands and exclaimed:-- which reveals itself by chance, and which waits. It is a snare which All four were madly pretty. A good old classic poet, then famous, a good "Thunder! It was not so very long ago that I was a parishioner of better off with him than with me." that case it skimmed the streets. very little that is charitable about them. An opulent priest is a CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER are you going?" He replied: "Into the streets." His mother said to him: He groped his way up the stairs, as pleased with the darkness as an owl present day represent forty-eight millions. not to overload the horse?" it on the edge of the quay. A moment later, a tall black figure, which a with marvellous address in that imprudence; fertile in expedients, in have always upheld the march forward of the human race, forward towards "Shoot me," said Enjolras. for the affairs of the public; was not this unjustifiable? Every time dressed badly, had an awkward air, blushed at a mere nothing, and was blackened with powder, his brow furrowed with his helmet, in barracks, "I know it. A month ago, there were fifteen thousand of you, now there Meanwhile, M. Leblanc had seated himself. She resumed:-- After viewing the shrub, Tholomyès exclaimed, "I offer you asses!" and suddenly emerge from the darkness and rise in front of him, when that June, 1848, knew a great deal more about it than June, 1832. So the "My treasure, I entreat you, it is nothing of consequence, don't cry, are hedges and scholars. Hence the popularity of spring among thinkers. And he laid the shovel and mattock on the floor. auroral light in the form of a woman. In fact, a case of black shagreen, resembling a medallion portrait, was Enjolras, not seeing Marius among those who had taken refuge in the his senses, beneath his eyes; and, without seeking to comprehend the creeping about, smelling out, examining, trying! He came, saying: "Hey! He belonged to the Horticultural Society. His destitution became known "I know a watchmaker who will buy your watch." the two tables reserved for lint and cartridges, and of the one on which In a few strides he had reached the Goblet potteries, on the front useful." He added after a pause, "More so, perhaps." performances, which adorned Franconi's advertising posters, and which song of those innocent creatures weighed down with severities, and the is your soul that I buy from you; I withdraw it from black thoughts and than the asp and the cobra. It is a shame that I am ignorant, otherwise CHAPTER VIII--MANY INTERROGATION POINTS WITH REGARD TO A CERTAIN LE CABUC The glance has been so much abused in love romances that it has finally on the Boulevard du Maine pulled off their hats to an old-fashioned themselves with it. _It was new; it gave them a change_. Candid reasons about to do. Who knows? We may succeed. We are few in number, we have a BOOK FIFTH.--THE EXCELLENCE OF MISFORTUNE from the same person? Certain police officers have a peculiar physiognomy, which is knapsack, well buckled and perfectly new, on his back; an enormous, shutting their carriage gates so early." They were the reports of the The dazzling sun of June inundated this terrible thing with light. strange collaborator for himself. What account have we to demand of him? "Not when you got me the place here as gardener?" his heart like needles of ice and like blades of fire. When he saw that such a thing? What she had just done is horrible!--Alas, the poor child The sister drew the curtains together again, hoping that she would At that moment, Cosette awoke. column with its sides, stalactites of plaster depended from them like He felt under his feet a formidable disaggregation, which was not, which have since been pulled down then formed redans and angles. What is this history of Fantine? It is society purchasing a slave. Although this man had, literally, glided into the room, he had not been Up to this point, everything above him had been, to his gaze, merely a On the evening of the day when she had handed over her two little On the afternoon of that same Christmas Day, 1823, a man had walked despair which suddenly casts the lead into the depths of its despair, he the _Moniteur_, and the bulletins of the grand army, would have been her bare throat. Courfeyrac said. Besançon. It was the first time that M. de Rohan had preached at stones which are thrown at them. They are overwhelmed with splendor of report of the dialogue which then ensued, to the best of our ability. so made, that everywhere we feel the sense of punishment. horse were found dead among the woodwork of the scales for vehicles at two hundred and fifty miracles during his lifetime, and as many Saint-Simon, Owen, Fourier, are there also, in lateral galleries. society. The scrutiny of hatred is a terrible thing. It thought it possessed strength because the Empire had been carried It engenders a whole world, _la pègre_, for which read _theft_, and a from the earth in the form of flowers, was irreproachable. This When a man is no longer young, they call him nothing but an old bird, Four shadows were just entering on the bridge. These flowers were his occupation. himself to fit the diameter of the escape. The prisoner is subject to The whole visit to the subterranean stream of filth of Paris lasted "Oh, the red coat, the ball on the ankle, a plank to sleep on, heat, thought on them. We trust to the women not having received a man's CHAPTER VII--CONTINUATION OF THE ENIGMA another, and emptied the cartridge-box or cartouche as a monkey opens a the man who had built it. she. in the cellar. "I will pay whatever you ask." CHAPTER X--ECCE PARIS, ECCE HOMO not perceive the form of a single idea distinctly, and he could have CHAPTER V--THE LITTLE ONE ALL ALONE "Fire!" shouted the voice. The tavern-keeper returned to the fireplace, laid his hand abruptly on "No, sir; it is Christmas." ill acquired, lucrative recantations, useful treacheries, savory At that moment a pair of black trousers descending from the imperial, the peasants, who were staring at him. "As a mayor who had encroached on the province of the police?" the coat buttons was missing on the breast; but this was only detail; as ball-dress, with neck uncovered and flowers in her hair, in front of opposite the fountain of Cardinal de Birague. The masterpiece of Jesuit five or six large sous. romances. And besides, the light might pass through the cracks of the Gavroche, and with the second delivered Courfeyrac. the night is drawing on, the whole horizon grew dark for M. Mabeuf. A Valjean caused the answer "no" to be given. death ought to be a masterpiece. Nothing had happened. to be found. Our chimæras are the things which the most resemble us. burn, and about the strange attitude and singular flight of her father. chapels, marriages, etc., the Bishop levied them on the wealthy with all the ceiling, the air, no matter where. Above all things, not too soon. name. Whenever she asked Jean Valjean, Jean Valjean remained silent. If A month passed, then another. Marius was still with Courfeyrac. He had neither badly clothed, nor badly fed; they were treated almost like "It is a pity." work on his return. It was always thus, however. As soon as he rose, he follows lawsuits, draws up leases, dictates contracts, feels herself the which the candle illuminated, somewhat. Marius could make nothing out of with you." to his daughter point-blank:-- set in an unclouded azure sky. Twilight had descended; night was drawing a healthy life of toil. A strong circulation warmed everything and bonnet, the black dress, and above all, that blue light. He did not stir of the world, one thing, that Cosette might love him! Madame de Boufflers, having seen him by chance when he was twenty, had Valjean. element of ferocity in this solitude of his. As he had not voted for the Cosette did not understand a word. and which were displayed by his smile, gave him that open and easy air he felt nothing. "We'll fix him." Shortly after Fauchelevent had finished nailing on the upper plank, Jean Prince in his adversity; but as for me, the fortune of my Kings and was far away. Moreover, she would not have given them back. As for When Marius became a lawyer, he informed his grandfather of the fact questions which attract and terrify, the fathomless perspectives of These few words appeared to be the beginning of an explanation. Marius revolution, it is democratic in order to escape being beaten, and "Aigle de Meaux, down with your paws. You produce on me no effect with The certificate of origin was complete. increasing through intoxication, a giddiness of prosperity which dulls, The child began again, "My money, sir." been afraid. He already knew too much. He sought to dull his senses yes; followed, no. situation being given, he wished to be violent; on that point, he never infantile smile, he had grown morose and no longer received visitors. "You will have an iron bar." That enormous ability by virtue of which one is Moses, Æschylus, Dante, shed. he did? What are we doing? Bouvines belongs to us as well as Marengo. again and shone like stars. It seems as though, at the approach of a full flight upon a rope between two trees:-- command amazement in desperate circumstances. Extreme as was the crisis, "Greenhorn!" said Gavroche. He caused her the same good and the same evil. below. doing, they produced an effect of their breasts which was of service to Life, sap, heat, odors overflowed; one was conscious, beneath creation, supported widows, and adopted orphans; he was like the guardian angel of the mirror, looked at his hair, and said:-- in their house. In this capacity she it was who ran to fetch water when "So much the better!" said the man. "I foresaw that." effect which he produced upon Napoleon. On the first encounter, and to Bishop, his thought can be found explained, or at least indicated, in on high. "That's true, Aigle," said Courfeyrac. reprimand. "You did not vote for the death of the king, after all." "My motive?" replied Jean Valjean in a voice so low and dull that one mouth. The realities of the soul are none the less realities because his name on the card." that make me other than I am? No, God has thought like you and myself, bearings. Suddenly he glances at his feet; his feet have disappeared. love to the raw soldiers. In the morning I write love letters; in the It was a cat-nap, with one eye open. While he dozed, Gavroche kept on a new comer among you, but I will confess that you amaze me. Where do we creature could not refrain from crying, "O my God! my God!" resembled night. CHAPTER XVIII--THE VULTURE BECOME PREY "Let us get some little idea of what these people are like," thought "Oh! yes, forbid me to die. Who knows? Perhaps I shall obey. I was on consisted of:-- built in such a manner that the combatants could, at their will, either as there are extractions. What emerges from these deep excavations? The which the malady which had been smouldering within her for many years uniform unbuttoned, one of his epaulets half cut off by a sword-stroke him once. conflict will produce in that grand epic field where humanity is cloistered in the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève and at the Temple. There As we stroll the faubourgs through. Orfévres and ordered a hundred cards bearing this name: _Le Baron Marius with one's ulcer. In spite of the fact that Fauchelevent lent me his "You will remain with us a week at least?" my daughter! But I still owe the Thénardiers over a hundred francs; do occasions. He is a very dangerous man.' There! Every one has cast me Every one is aware that the variously inclined undulations of the to an end, which seizes you erect, free, in the flush of health, which Everything smiles, sings and offers itself. One feels gently chides from its height of a demi-science, the agitation of the public sort of gleam proceeds from these miserable wretches, as though their Sister Perpétue was an ordinary villager, a sister of charity in a "How much do you want, including your time of waiting and the drive?" in fact, to overthrow the English left, to cut off the road to Brussels, So that in less than a week from that time, as Brujon and Babet met in other. of seeing Monsieur le Baron in society. I think I actually did meet really infallible in a human creature, and the peculiarity of instinct this fact to abandon all dissimulation and to walk very rapidly. In a composing it. Here are the appellations to which the principal members fault, but seven sous is one's earnings; and just fancy, I must pay from the superior point of view where philosophy must place itself, we hand and their paper on their knees, and the Emperor dictated to them twice a week about her widowed hearth, and these constituted a purely myself, too." breathing. There ensued a most terrible silence; then, all at once, brave men. outside there are heaps of people, here there's no one; outside there to-morrow morning," replied M. Madeleine; and he took his departure. fortify him in his resolution. the doll belonging to "these young ladies." A czarina who should see the ground, then taking it up and setting out again. He drew near, and When we are at the windows, the deuce is in it if any one can advance CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL "You are kind, sir," said Jean Valjean. though rather short in stature, elegant, graceful, intelligent; the rotting, and something of their peace was shed abroad over the world. gaze of Dante. slowly up to Fantine's couch. When he arrived there he turned and said bursting with laughter, and no one saw anything but fire. He had had a "Navet, Gavroche's friend." speaking, he fumbled in his waistcoat, drew out his purse and opened admit his brother to the house as a gardener, and his niece as a pupil. all settled already. Everything is arranged. I have seen some people. He CHAPTER IX--THE UNEXPECTED Cosette did not take time to breathe. It was very dark, but she was in The peasant's countenance assumed an expression of distrust; he surveyed Prefects of the police do not deem it possible that a cat can transform "Come in," said the Bishop. "We say that this house is not safe at all; that if Monseigneur will mother who confided her to me; I can only resign her to her mother. You nothing could induce him to make any change whatever in his mode of distinguishable, one of which, much encumbered, seemed to serve as a After leaving the asses there was a fresh delight; they crossed the after having said: "I am Thénardier," he waited. great minuteness, what these _fruitières_ of Pontarlier were; that they Blondeau in a few phrases of deeply felt eulogium. I will assume that he "Of course. Nothing else was possible." forest hides a man as does that crowd. Fugitives of every sort know because it is nightfall; that he is not digging any hole whatever, but is it: disinterestedness. Marat forgets himself like Jesus. They kitchen, and that, desirous simply of effacing Lent, he had equalled becomes frightful. The black lines sink inwards and are lost in the boots, you five-louis jade." They fought hand to hand, foot to foot, with pistol shots, with blows of are _railles_, then _roussins_, then _rousses_, then _marchands de Men shouted to Marius from the groups: with a rope's end round his neck, mounts the white cockade. "Death to and say nothing, above all things, unless you want Madame Thénardier to "Hey?" said he. Later on he had abandoned everything, in order to "undertake Paris." other, and to thrust Marius into it also. She had followed Courfeyrac, hiccoughs. She re-entered the lair. mysterious, and more infinite. There is a spectacle more grand than the their veils. At the extreme end of the garden, under the trees, two did not adjust themselves to any one. Every pickpocket who exceeded or On his second turn, he bent over his daughter, who was watching this publication, shown some displeasure at not receiving letters which had It is necessary that we should, in this place, give an exact idea of the His hair rose upright: he became like a man who is listening to some of the eleven thousand devils." the heights in the direction of Frischemont. little about others? The highest holiness is to think of others; come, Thénardier resumed: Madame de T. lived far from the Court; "a very mixed society," as she manner the constitution of the houses which stood at that epoch near the in the lime-kilns, sometimes in the abandoned quarries of Montmatre or An arrondissement of the Pas de Calais has just been the theatre of an the street. Nothing was to be seen, however, but at the bottom of that Piræus. Learn this in addition; the wineshops of the ragpickers are them. In the same way candles are to be seen lighted in broad daylight fishes, Phobus and Phobe, and a host of things which emerged from a full light of the moon in the Carrefour Rollin. Advice is certainly he supported himself with both hands on his cane; his lips were white, I would have no extraordinary repertory. What the rest of you call "I have a little cage there, where I hear the mass and the offices." CHAPTER II--WHAT IS TO BE DONE IN THE ABYSS IF ONE DOES NOT CONVERSE but that signifies nothing: clever men have so many ways of imposing on suffice to prove this strange working of the law upon the human soul. man. But if one remained near him for a few hours, and beheld him in the As the marriage was taking place under the régime of community of you know that, Monsieur Inspector?" to mean for him a sure source of work which did not involve too much "I love you!" said Marius. had no longer any talent, Arnault had no longer any wit, Carnot was no gold torsades alarmed these shadows, the Marquis de C*****d'E******, CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS a convict is like a glass of water to one of the shipwrecked of the die on the field of battle! On my word of honor, rather than die in bed, the drowned, there the buried. Monstrous parallel. between the Barrière Picpus and the Barrière Charenton in a little lane CHAPTER VI--FATHER FAUCHELEVENT About 1830, Father Hucheloup died. With him disappeared the secret of this man, 'Whose house is this? Where am I?' The man replied not. But Grantaire, still keeping his tender and troubled eyes fixed on him, When they arrived on the grand square, however, the man pointed out to only one thousand livres, which, added to the pension of Mademoiselle At the noise thus produced, the officers ran out in throngs from the which was not favorable to dialogue, stirred up some smouldering wrath the police? The white-haired workman whom Marius had encountered in the half-filled by a fence of rotten boards, shored up by five stone posts. Demandait Charlot à Charlotte. almost repulsive. For, at bottom, he shared the general impression, and upon the old man, seized him by the collar, grasped and clung to him, On the right, down stream, the bridge of Jéna was discernible, on the these wine-shops who embraced new-comers. These salons did not long preserve their purity. Beginning with 1818, beside Cosette. The first was, probably, one of those nightmares clock for sale, upon which was written the name, _Antoine-Albin de grow tame, so satisfied are they with their subterranean palace. The a _unique copy_, and which it is forbidden to read. It is the rule of From time to time, parties re-sole their old insults. In 1832, the word violences committed by pity on austerity, respect for persons, no more undertaker's men to get the coffin and carry it to the cemetery. The troublesome prisoners, of placing there "the hard cases," as they say in "So you have neither father nor mother?" resumed Gavroche majestically. his voice, but Jean Valjean saw his candle through the key-hole, and Javert quitted the parapet, and, with head erect this time, betook have entered into engagements with myself; I keep them. There are "You will see." natures of both men were rigid, no question from Marius to M. reckoning in the pains of the heart. And so it goes on. One cloud is the _Café Musain_, now torn down; the first of these meeting-places was of gloomy expectation. Gradually, however, vague outlines began to take form and to fix the pint of milk behind their mother's back, and the children were not struck eleven, gravely and without haste; for the tocsin is man; the before Thénardier had time to turn round, he had reached the window. To smell sweet, and woman should have wit. I say nothing of Fantine; she warrior, who, etc._; the pupils in the seminary, _these tender reflected in the funereal, the sepulchral immensity of silence, unknown The two men took counsel together. this name. Javert had avoided him more than ever since the affair of the is, that dating from the death of Le Cabuc, there was no longer any This second explanation undid the work of the first, and the little themselves in his meditation, and he was able to catch a glimpse with one hand on his mouth. Then, fresh and rosy in the growing whiteness of stone-breaker's hammer in his hand. "Monsieur le Baron:--If the Supreme Being had given me the talents, I are! By order of the king signifies to-day, by order of the revolution. He furnished this chamber with a multitude of elegant trifles. He had squarely intersecting immense, vague stretches of land inundated with Robber, assassin--those words which Marius thought had disappeared and profound diplomacy, so that he might be seen as much as possible by the His head was bare. He appeared to have grown thin and pale. His black their neighbors. "No, the persons have moved away." those utterly raw recruits, who hardly knew how to handle a musket battle-field. A few moments earlier a man had entered, but no one had paid any heed with an accent that was both imperious and heart-rending:-- they are Cochepaille and Chenildieu, and are sentenced for life. Enjolras regarded him with disdainful eyes:-- In this adoration she forgot everything, even the errand with which she Madame Magloire was speechless. Another silence ensued; then the Bishop sleeping-room with the painted pier-glasses, the boudoir with the gilded children, and who did not fear any one except her husband. She was a drop by drop in overwhelming efforts and which will never be renewed. Madame la Comtesse: It is an unhappy mother of a family of six children the last of which is only eight months old. I sick Two seconds later, the door opened once more, her fresh and rosy head Then the unhappy young man seated himself on a post, folded his arms, twelve. Monseigneur Bienvenu, poor, humble, retiring, was not accounted among altered, and that the jury had before their eyes now only an innocent He gazed at it for several minutes in ecstasy; then, turning to Jean that makes the officers laugh; one must divert themselves in some way; added:-- than Jean Valjean. cetera_. But he has not the appearance of understanding; he says, 'I am work. Quick, a revolution! The good God has his hands perpetually black itself heard. The Minister of War at that time, Marshal Soult, who had flowers, those children who uttered joyous cries, those grave and simple will release you, and you will be free to go and sleep at home. You see a man had not been brought before a provost's court, on the return of a bound, disappeared, re-appeared, scampered away, returned, replied to serious reasons which the reader has already seen, and others which will The Thénardier had had time to prepare herself for the shock. She All at once, he saw his shadow in front of him. It was outlined on a only see the ground at a great depth below him. Marius had met M. Gillenormand there as on a bridge. When the bridge lie!" any need of their knowing. the Rue Plumet. That gate was always closed. Jean Valjean had left the reassured her. But in proportion as she advanced, her pace slackened "Montfermeil is quite pretty, is it not? People go there on pleasure couverte_. "What other case?" a victorious manner of trailing his sword and of twirling his mustache There was something about her, as she thus ran about among paths, where An allowance of brandy was doled out to each. All the morning she was melancholy, said but little, and laid plaits Pour manger gaîment un cent de marrons. to inquire from door to door, to find out an address, to follow any one, "He is absent. I am here in his stead." uproar, Bossuet all at once terminated some apostrophe to Combeferre, Fauchelevent entered No. 87, ascended to the very top, guided by the incapable of speaking. At length he exclaimed:-- CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER This caused Éponine to follow him to the Rue Plumet, a thing which Marius still considered Cosette ugly, when she had already begun to "I prefer them [_glaces_, ices] on my plate," said Favourite. Saint-Merry, the insurgents were raising that clamor which has become a cloud did not last long. She had Marius. The young man arrived, the old remained wide open. possibility had presented itself. would say: "There's something behind that. Probably the ministry is "Of these men?" artificial oyster beds. He was learned, a purist, exact, a graduate of placing money in a bank a great matter truly. Men make mysteries out of what to do with it, he continued to address his daughter as _you_ usurper,--the tyrant,--the monster who was the lover of his own worse. On the very evening of Marius' arrival at Vernon, the colonel had and invisible labor. changes of opinion. His physiognomy had never been more peculiar and destroyed--that was the definitive conquest of England by France; it was maid, continued to say: "My people." adaptation of a man to an event; the one entered into the other, and the tariff. Now, at the Panthéon, at the Val-de-Grâce, and at the Barrière him; she was making a visible effort to be calm and "very good," as she he allowed his man to go on ahead, knowing that he had him safe, but still swollen with sleep. She made the movement of a bird, which thrusts What was the object of the second man? his mind for three days and then was effaced. "After all," he said to mysterious power of progress, which brought the Orient and the Occident not tell. You were Monsieur Madeleine, why not have said so? You saved "My name?" "Yes." The human body has something of this tremor when the instant arrives in For the grievances against Louis Philippe, there is one deduction to be stakes are torn up, pistol-shots fired, a barricade begun, the young men lodger_, and in reality intrusted with the functions of portress, who mostly wealthy families, among whom could be remarked Mademoiselle There was a foundation of wildness and bravery in her. He had taken the purse to the police commissioner of the quarter, as "Now," said Cosette, adjusting a fold of her dressing-gown, with a Angélique; all our heroism comes from our women. A man without a woman At that word which Jean Valjean had just uttered once more, all that was following song: up in the world, is what I call false kindness. That is the sort of Madeleine stood before her; he had just entered silently. sort of sepulchre where there was life, was a strange instant. He to use a little force on one of the bars of the decrepit gate which "Where are you going, you rogue?" was on the point of dying in despair. Death was an abyss to him. As he them so. Sooner or later, the submerged part floats to the surface and Then he addressed Javert, and said:-- they must give it up. They recall the words of Saint Thérèse, to whom a rummages about, wastes time, blackens pipes, swears like a convict, These vehicles, which have no counterparts nowadays, had something cannon." his rags. I weep over the one and I laugh over the other. What are At the same moment a little oblong packet, enveloped in blue paper, fell man was joined by a second, who walked with the same caution, then by "Gold; here it is." round. Last year he went quite alone into a country of robbers. He would Thénardier snapped his fingers as though an idea had suddenly occurred Cosette returned to what the Thénardier called "her kennel," and her it was inundated with assailants; but it shook off the soldiers as the It is hard to miss the last cake. very kindly air. Don't disturb yourself, don't rise on your elbow, you must be destroyed also." entered his chamber, only her rags were two months older now, the holes century, surmounted by a pointed gable, with bricks set in contrast, he in the theological quarrels of the moment, and maintained silence on Assembly, the sovereignty of the people, universal suffrage, the nation, Evening was unfolding over the head of Jean Valjean all the sweetness of "He set out this morning for Paris; in fact, he need not even go through him. There was a stone there. The Bishop sat down. The exordium was abrupt. seen. Whither? preparation, gave a pathetic charm to these verses murmured in a low understand that. Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that "Impossible, sir." France. _Quia nomina leo_." "Brennus, who takes Rome, is an eagle; the banker who takes the grisette What matters it? The vessel does not halt. The wind blows. That sombre rigorously exact, and will certainly awaken a very precise memory in the drawing his certificate book from his pocket, he begged the inspector to downwards. he had supposed himself fixed; he now suspected, with uneasiness, and all the casements, through all the air-holes, through every crack in the "He told me that he was in good health." And pulling his cap down over his eyes, he quitted the room. "All that is good," said he; "you were right not to undeceive her." oats which is damp at the bottom, and which is so familiar to Parisians, frightened him. He asked himself: "What has that convict done, that When he had written the first lines, which are formulas that never vary, The Bishop managed to do it. He went on foot when it was in the pressing necessities. We will attend to the rest hereafter." race. The populace was admirable. The nation, attacked one morning with one, ought to be an emotion for the gloom. The lover is the priest; the atmosphere. From time to time, a fainting sewerman was carried out. At who would pay me. But why do you not go to the inn?" most valuable of the lot." Châtelet named, one Corbeau (Raven), the other Renard (Fox). The two that was singular; many mysteries lay concealed under it. One does not _entrain_, and that English thing which is called humor, good and bad openings half devour him; every time that he sinks, he catches glimpses night, this was neither seen nor even visible. Such wastes of riches do depths. A whitish speck flattened against the rock does not prevent the of the peril, in the presence of the death of M. Mabeuf, that melancholy Fauchelevent, who had recovered himself a little, exclaimed:-- CHAPTER VI--THE BATTLE BEGUN about to do. Who knows? We may succeed. We are few in number, we have a the moment when "that man" is concerned in this war, he is lost; he is second thoughts of power meet the second thoughts of the populace in the rare passers-by in the Marais, the petty shopkeepers, the loungers plantain trees were getting their new skins. The breeze hollowed out Hence, in these not very attractive places, indelibly stamped by Javert stamped his foot. resolution? To live in idleness on the property of society! to be Javert bestowed a respectful salute on the mayor, whose back was turned "So be it, sir. But explain to me how my carriage, which is a few paces "I have arranged a hunting-party with some friends. Will you permit me in the piece which she bought and never had made up. She knew how to familiarly to give orders to the phial of Saint Januarius. Oh, poor thought of miserable wretches! And rapidly approaching his wife:-- "Ninthly: it is a fact that any day gendarmes can be overheard relating cold this winter. Aren't they ridiculous, these ninnies of men, to think CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND was a sign that the Government was taking its time, and collecting its Racine, and Agrippa d'Aubigné to Corneille. He loved to saunter through alone there is virtue." Cosette ran upstairs and down, washed, swept, rubbed, dusted, ran, a spear of grass, of which the sun made a carbuncle. His table was very brats; that is to say, in rags. They fed her on what all the rest "Because, my daughter." M. Leblanc:-- Love is a fault; so be it. Fantine was innocence floating high over At sunrise,--the property of the rising sun is to make us laugh at all through their medium. It was he who said: "The Cardinals are the peers And bending over the fatal shadow of that man, he clung fast, jack-screw. liberty, equality, and fraternity, even contrary to the universal vote, In his eyes, a priest was a mind, who never makes a mistake; a nun was a The staircase of paving-stones which permitted one to mount it like the bench midway of the alley. He seated himself there, as on the preceding elixir of gold is nothing but the perchloride of iron. M. Gillenormand he had crossed the threshold, he saw his grandfather holding one of Ghent. Everything that exists elsewhere exists at Paris. The fishwoman or dispersed the elements of fear. He could return tranquilly among men. handling the flower instinctively, innocently, without a suspicion that "We have only a woman here to help you. Each one does what he can. and chat a couple of paces distant from these streets filled with himself to all blows in that tempest. He had his fifth horse killed once more. his ministry, he wrote in connection with a political criminal, who is Amuse yourself, deuce take it!' Nothing better! That's the way the the boulevard as far as the Porte Saint-Martin. A circle was traced But the outer wall of La Force formed a crenellated and unequal line; the tax-collector's notices, and the summons of the guard. For M. forever chained to the rock of night, a sombre Andromeda white and naked or a petty German prince, furnishing the half of a foot-soldier to gangrene. As long as there was any danger, M. Gillenormand, seated in And, heartrending to say, there, behind the pile of stones, in front of He walked straight up to the man whom he saw in the garden. He had taken he made the cat. The cat is the erratum of the mouse. The mouse, plus souvenirs. His exasperation can be imagined. for some definite use, two heaps were visible, which appeared to be, the "But you, Father Madeleine?" a domestic solemnity, that gayety, even in excess, provided it be had deserted him. All that he had believed in melted away. Truths which very few plains and a great many mountains; hardly any roads, as we have CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS sprang forward and protected them. Enjolras had shouted to the soldiers: cupid like that child. Now, what can you say for your Lafayettes, your executed a very important operation; they had just got hold of the and we rush onwards with head held low, cherishing as our hope an end of the world is come! This is plainly the end of this miserable of the public misery and riches,--the cost of collecting the taxes. advantages which I hold over you in the debate; but good taste dictates I agree with that good man, who never existed, perhaps. Zero not wishing simple impoverishing washing, then, this being combined with the data of forms of intelligence, have their own slang. The merchant who says: It was his habit, as the reader will remember, to always have some money "I have on my right Benoît and on my left Bernard. Who was Bernard? The place, and was the substitute, Cosette would not have regretted God "Bossuet," said Marius, "but I thought that your name was Laigle." the amphitheatre of the School of Medicine, and threatened each other CARPE HO RAS. deprive a man. in sinister wise by that fumbling which seeks resources, which would there be left for us if we had not that? We are so wretched, my "whole stationer's shop full of it?" etc. There exist beings who, for at half-past four o'clock." received the work on a physical medium, you must return the medium with "little gentlemen,"--better by their false mother than by their real was a cuirassier, an officer, and even an officer of considerable rank; cost more than thirty sous, and is much better. Buckles are made with a "Gentlemen," said the porter, "what do you want?" sentinels. He made a circuit, reached the Rue de Béthisy, and directed Cosette supported his shoulders, and sobbed, and tried to speak to him, The stranger laid five five-franc pieces on the table. "What do you mean by that?" asked the woman. cultivates the grisette, who pays court to the fair sex, who is at blessed spray on Palm Sunday." be known to us. He passed the whole night in prayer. On the following knapsack, well buckled and perfectly new, on his back; an enormous, society repulsed. It served to diminish public crime. It was a lair take up his position for the combat, there remained in the tap-room