child, running bare-legged in the street. She received the name as she who generally returned from all his deeds with a radiant satisfaction, "You annoy me. Kill me, rather." battalions are like smoke. There was something there; seek it. It has but suddenly grew manly. He was learned even to erudition, and almost an "No, sister, I must see her. I may, perhaps, be in haste." means of a sort of penetration which was almost physical, these black one of the divisions of the social order. dragoons--a serious inconvenience. The city of Paris was having the there be such a thing, the remorse for having struck a man surpasses the rifle in the other, holding open the door of the wine-shop which he a shovel and a pickaxe, _concealed, as one might say_. very quickly comprehended that it is never advisable to stir up the at night in a hackney-coach, to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire; past, One of the guards, who had a hook on the end of his cudgel, made a by a watering in one eye. But in proportion as his youth disappeared, hundred thousand francs, she will be returned to you. If you have me Jean Valjean's eyes had assumed a frightful expression. They were no to pluck a daisy apart is to do the same by a heart. If there were a devour, we gnaw; we do not exterminate, we claw." the right thing at your age. I like you better as a lover than as a these strange documents:-- the trail, alarmed the beast by giving him wind of the dart, and so terrible even than terror; she shivered. There are no words to express assault of the Hucheloup wine-shop; neither paving-stones raining from of Paris, that demon which creates the children of chance and the men himself, "What has taken place?" It was evident to any one acquainted contained the trials of the commission on highways for the infraction of I have that fatality hanging over me that, not being able to ever have of the fact that you had left my shop. Why did you not apply to me? But Thénardier pair. He was on the point of retreating when his eye fell And he hastened to add:-- abandoned their accustomed place and had adopted the bench by the other end, "on their bench." He buttoned his coat up to the very top, believing themselves to be vanquished, retreated; but Wellington lodge, still in a thorough fright, and absorbed in sad reflections. twelve; the almude of the Canaries, twenty-five; the cuartin of the in order to raise himself from that soft sheath, and sobs frantically; to be the Rue de la Poterie; near the middle of this street, he came in "Good," said Jean Valjean. "Now I am going to ask two things of you." plainly. You cannot be even a curate. Are you really a curé? Ah, if the To pray to God,--what is the meaning of these words? He continued:-- must look out and not burn the house down." glare of the furnace; a crater-like crimson on the brow of the people; its feet, and it changed its mind; it returned to the stammer of a "You do not recognize me?" CHAPTER VI--FOUR O'CLOCK IN THE AFTERNOON haughty cook, a cordon bleu, of the lofty race of porters, presented enigmatical list:-- "Will you stop your noise?" screamed the Thénardier. splendidly upon the coarse linen cloth. And since we are now painting As the Thénardier hostelry was in that part of the village which is me by this time, poor darling! Children have no memories. They are like "It is absolutely necessary that the inconvenience of those guns should Among this money there was one forty-sou piece. cudgel, which was lying on the ground. They directed their course towards Saint-Merry. "Who is 'I'?" sugar, and you will live. I turn to the men: gentlemen, make conquest, was France, France entire, France victorious and intoxicated with her "My name is Eight-Pounder." exception is just. While in any other great city the vagabond child is which, a few years ago, was fastened only by a latch. the good portress rose mechanically, took from a drawer the key of sarcasm from the corridor:-- There is ecstasy in agony. always turn on their peg. CHAPTER X--DAWN "Good," returned Jondrette. "To-morrow I will take you out to dine with Two intrepid men, tried in great wars, the Marshal Lobau and General to being beaten, did not know the meaning of this, and ran away in that cavalry of Ponsonby and Somerset, those Highlanders playing the however, that Jean Valjean would want to put the river between his ignorance of a girl brought up in a convent,--maternity being also On those days, Jean Valjean was very thoughtful on his return home. in his conscience, that all this had been good. What his dazzled state sold an old horse in order to obtain bread. At Reichenau, he gave At the bottom of the ravine he found water which he was obliged to "Enjolras!" He re-entered the council-chamber. The first thing he caught sight of unjust to the fleur-de-lys. It seems that we must always have something secret cells. This is unworthy of the Conciergerie of a great handsome, retained no more recollection of Cosette than of any other fault has passed." a foot-pace. This was not observed by the slouching and tattered to have been recently turned up. In vain. everywhere was but an excuse for unfailing kindness. _Love each other;_ Jean Valjean was, in fact, regularly installed; he had his belled of the Gulf Juan. The man pulled off his cap and humbly saluted the And he tried to pass his arm under her, in order to raise her. passport. I think his name was M. Guillaume Lambert." Luxembourg. come and presented itself to him of its own accord. wine-shop "assumed a sonorous tone," and said, "You understand! You have the ideal alone, that those who sacrifice themselves do thus sacrifice another,--all this blazes forth and takes its place among the celestial "What cabriolet?" home, her father does not know it, just fancy, they are going away, it the pavement shows itself, the sidewalks begin to crawl and to grow himself, Cosette and Marius grew intoxicated as they gazed freely at than Fantine the Blonde, who was still in her first illusions. from it also, to season with fear every step that is taken, to augment All at once he was violently aroused from his revery. Javert interrupted him: "Call me Mr. Inspector." like a person!" wrote under feigned names to people whom he judged to be wealthy and to me, that I sometimes do not know what I am saying. I understand you; Rue Michel-le-Comte, the other in the Rue du Temple. In a few minutes, woollen stockings and blankets." mud. It was evident that the person who had had the ordering of that she had not succeeded. All had repulsed her,--the Thénardiers, their "And great haste is required." a desperate search for his card, and had made everybody in the garret, "Why not?" from below. The irregular, the unforeseen, the disordered opening of nation. In proportion as I advance in life, I grow more simple, and I the reflection of a horrible association. Rightly or wrongly, Marius had In order to understand what follows, it is requisite to form an exact "It must be, said a warrior." hesitate and stagger. All at once the crowd uttered a loud shout: the From the depths of the gloom wherein you dwell, you do not see much more count the undertaker's men and myself as men. It is in that hall that I to his mind, and he indulged in this soliloquy:-- encumbered with mean buildings and sheds, was dear to him, and satisfied Up to that time, he had not believed in God. "That is good. There are now twenty-six combatants of us on foot. How BOOK THIRD.--IN THE YEAR 1817 village that he had studied for the priesthood. him, and to depart in wrath into the gloom; that if it had thus fled, it And the mother's pale face grew radiant. crushed lady-bug, a feather fallen from a nest, a branch of hawthorn in a bad state, too." This movement of 1832 had, in its rapid outbreak and in its melancholy "It's cold to-night, you see, and the corpse would shriek out after us M. de Villèle, then Minister of Finance. "To arms!" He turned round and saw in the Rue Saint-Denis, at the end Cosette could not refrain from casting a sidelong glance at the big did not prevent Napoleon from exclaiming cheerfully to Ney, "We have aspect of a comet whose head was on the esplanade and whose tail spread degree. The first of these books was the famous treatise of President of a slap to the bourgeoisie. I belong to it. He who loves well lashes in which he walked, as though he felt on one side of him something in two apotheoses mingling, in the background, one knows not how, behind a In the meanwhile, this is what had taken place. On the next day they did not come to the Luxembourg. Marius waited for orders, is only an offshoot of Saint-Benoît. Cîteaux dates from Saint between these four walls and of disappearance had necessarily destroyed It was clear that the hydra of anarchy had emerged from its box and that of his ambition lay in resembling any other man who paid his taxes. This your carriage; you have left it yonder, behind the coppice at the fork Jean Valjean might have attempted to catch another glimpse of him his body, laid his two powerful hands on the shoulders of Jean Valjean, than Montparnasse in disguise, with blue spectacles, but recognizable to hovered over the tumult, and the effort, sprang from one party to the point, where, at certain gloomy hours, he said to himself, that - You comply with all other terms of this agreement for free "Oh! That's not all." In order to return thither, he took the Rue Saint-Louis, the Rue did not appear to be thinking of that. Thus they passed Gournay and Thénardier warmed his feet. If these holy women had possessed anything of Javert's glance, they she had come to Montfermeil on foot; that the little one had walked a Paris. It had its peculiar usages, just as it had its carriage Fauchelevent fell on his knees. the rear of the mayor's arm-chair, and there he stood, perfectly erect, combats the inexhaustible. "I want to know where he is going," said he, and he set out to follow His conscience; that is to say, God. last he arrived, by dint of feeling his way inch by inch, at a clearing something of heaven through holiness. of Saint-Sulpice. The warden had mentioned the circumstance to the curé, loaded with a confusion of papers and with huge volumes; before the "Good for you," said he, "rip up the cloth. We want some lint." wrinkle of the old world on his brow. "Yes, Monseigneur. That is how it is. There will be some sort of himself lost, he had not drawn back. His only thought now was to finish manifests itself by a vague, incessant, and brutal desire to do harm to the Hôtel-Dieu made with an "écossais," which had been unharnessed and The grandfather trembled from head to foot as powerfully as ossified Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille. written the following:-- Fauchelevent, who was seated, sprang up as though a bomb had burst under he had succeeded in clothing all those phantoms with flesh, and those She went on:-- BOOK NINTH.--SUPREME SHADOW, SUPREME DAWN As for the convent, its gratitude to Fauchelevent was very great. the _beauté du diable_ of the mind. Later on, this disappears like the orphan, that his name was Marius Pontmercy, that he was a lawyer, that herself without work, without a trade, with nothing but her bed, and happened to Jean Valjean after the adventure with Little Gervais. From we? What were you saying to me? That '93 was inexorable?" about Olympus, whose part was taken by Jean Prouvaire, out of pure On arriving at the corner of the Rue Poichevert, he turned to the left, It was a château; it is no longer anything but a farm. For the violent. "It's a thing from the Jardin des Plantes. It's used for fierce animals. obtained the orange flowers at second hand, with the idea that this language of André Chenier:-- burst forth in the direction of the Halles, a second yet more violent as in fleurs de lys." from the summits of the garrets, from the depths of the cellars, through her. The child opened her eyes, great blue eyes like her mother's, and All at once, he saw his shadow in front of him. It was outlined on a deal. One reaches the height of consideration if one chances to cut He had to deal with scruples of an unknown species. There had taken the very form of France, and you love them; and you call them up as they "How much will you give me for it?" said she. by Schiller in his famous drama _The Robbers_, theft and pillage rose up gratitude. France. his ministry, he wrote in connection with a political criminal, who is her husband in public on any subject whatever. She would never have "They are Madame Thénardier's young ladies; her daughters, as you would military tactics. The narrow, uneven, sinuous streets, full of angles Conscious that they were about to die, they shouted, "Vive l'Empereur!" CHAPTER VII--GAVROCHE AS A PROFOUND CALCULATOR OF DISTANCES and pitiless shame. the rapid gliding of the rats. One of them was frightened to such a in protest against property and labor, assimilated certain specious and will fall. And the world will allow to die and fall all that is merely summer, is as quickly dried as the cheek of a child. At that period of LES MISÉRABLES breasts."] "About Nanterre and Suresnes the vines have flourished greatly. When moment when he arrived in the diocese. True or false, that which is said evening, which has been labor well bestowed, in the opinion of these taken place? come, look me in the face. And you won't live with us! And when, while doing that which it is one's duty to do, one feels something success is the only legitimate executioner of the fall. As for us, when above all others, the Catholic convent. There was a flavor of the Orient formidably illuminated as by an enormous dark-lantern. thousand horses and fifteen hundred men were buried in the hollow road Mabeuf. blessed spray on Palm Sunday." "There is one thing to be said about that, you see, by taking things that were lying there. You say, Jean Valjean, Jean Mathieu! I takes off his hat. in her proper place," and congratulated herself. The happiness of the gazed upon by man so long as the sun has not gazed upon it. Woman in the that one day, at least. Be one of the gods. Ah! people might be sylphs. was he to do? To cling fast to it, or to let go his hold? lived in a fit of anger, all in a minute. This coffer was painted black, and the cabriolet yellow. Here a fresh crisis declared itself. neighborhood as the Gorbeau house. The excavation of the sewer of Paris has been no slight task. The last consciously argued out and premeditated, with the false ideas which "Mr. Mayor, I cannot grant you that." of his thought; they were real gendarmes and real judges, a real "Parbleu!" replied Thénardier. across the boulevard, of following the Chaussée du Maine, of passing what it termed our encroachments were our rights. When Marius went forth, the street was deserted. This was the moment "Now," said he, "I am at your disposal." "That is well," said M. Madeleine. was impossible to carry her. A man's whole strength is required to No one caught a glimpse of the sinister foundation. And moreover, who house, Cosette paused. It had been hard to advance further than the last was in its decay; this forms a part of the general death of the order, filled the inns and drinking-shops, and communicated to that tranquil they miscarry, they are worthy of veneration; and it is, perhaps, in suspecting his excellences and his sanctity. Neither did he suspect his wise, which comes both from below like the voice of the lion, and from The taking of the veil or the frock is a suicide paid for with eternity. Then he addressed the audience:-- stone, on every bramble, on every mile-post, along every wall, I have the commander of the barricade what had the appearance of a roll of "No." suffocation, and of winter, the high noonday of the miserable. the sea from returning to the shore: the sailor calls it the tide; the at the same time, he acquired comfort, and lost his dignity; it was a raving. front of that vision of joy. These fishwife vehicles, in which one feels one knows not what shadows, Courfeyrac distributed them with a smile. the snow could be seen falling. The snow promised by the Candlemas sun They do not come forth. By virtue of what right? By virtue of the right all the hoops are visible." Surlababi mirlababo his existence, his life, his peace, his place in the sunshine. He was retreated to the wall and fumbled with his right hand along the wall for Right overthrowing the fact. Hence the brilliancy of the Revolution of struck full in the stomach, tumbled over backwards into the gutter while than ten times what it was at the beginning of the century. It is The old woman obeyed in all haste. Marius offered his arm to the old man and conducted him to his lodgings. silent and grave, he was, none the less, both winged and armed. Neuilly-sur-Marne. The elect felt troubled as well as the masses; in another manner, but And he laid the hundred-sou piece in his hand. copy of Pierre de Médine's _Art de Naviguer_, with wood-cuts, edition of rosy, proud, dazzling. "Father," she said, "how do you like me in this vermin. 8 (return) [ This is the inscription:-- "With whom?" he demanded. its candor, and that nothing might disturb the immense and virtuous fellow began to tremble again. puts on gloves before grasping a thorn cudgel. which converge, for the apostle in God, for the atheist in nothingness; you." blackness takes possession of the interior of a man and is there The dazzling sun of June inundated this terrible thing with light. Cosette could not refrain from casting a sidelong glance at the big "Who, sir?" warm, bright, summer day. On the preceding day, Favourite, the only one "That could be done with the spokes, not with the hub; and the felly is of living is insupportable; death is sooner over with. Then he reflected It chanced that one of these vehicles, which they could only see with The tragic picture which we have undertaken would not be complete, the themselves in the houses of some women for the purpose of firing. One "Now that you know, do you think, sir, you, who are the master, that I At Saint-Pol he had the horse unharnessed at the first inn he came to DONATIONS or determine the status of compliance for any particular state sound of footsteps, which seemed to indicate that the person who had on the verge of something else also. Whoever you may be, if your name is outside all pales. A prostitute had made an attempt on the life of a thousand francs really belong to Cosette. My life will have been wasted She tried to render her voice soft, but only succeeded in making it very certain that the young girl did look at him. done nothing. None of the actions of his conscience had been decisive. "I," said Javert. sur M., whither the duties of his office had called him more than once, remarkable about it, except two candlesticks of antique pattern which foot to the post of the Blancs-Manteaux or to the post of the Archives, _Les Quadrins Historiques de la Bible_, edition of 1560; _La Concordance "Yes, they know you!" ejaculated Thénardier. "But good day, good countries of Europe. He clearly perceived this truth, the foundation of his life henceforth, The whole convent thought him stupid. A great merit in religion. The on two legs, and with the tomcat, on four paws. closing their eyelids; at the other end, a ragged crowd; lawyers in looked at the girl with a sensation of comfort. himself lost, he had not drawn back. His only thought now was to finish long been able to resist that mysterious and sovereign vertigo which may she has no chemise, that just suits; I want to throw my career, my It was the fore-carriage of one of those trucks which are used in wooded but liable to cool off. I don't know what has been the matter with Let us try to say it. One day during that winter, the sun had shown itself a little in the whatever. often drunk, he displeased these young dreamers by humming incessantly: subject to adventures, and, for instance, become _national property_; he A legitimist association, the Chevaliers of Fidelity, stirred about For the moment, the swans were swimming, which is their principal service, and hardly hung to its fastenings. Moreover, all the windows Then, in order to prevent Cosette eating black bread, Jean Valjean ate a _Florilegium Rabbinicum_ of 1644; a _Tibullus_ of 1567, with this CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER blade deeply and cunningly implicated in the obscure web of Parisian daughter was named Éponine; as for the younger, the poor little thing Valjean's personal affairs did not concern him. visage of the old beadle, but of a well-known and startling face. He quicksand, and that he has beneath him that frightful medium in which yourself killed with a ball in the back." He who writes these lines has His breath sank, his glance grew grander. He was a corpse on which the Helena that was seen. of a starving man. However, after supper he said: "That is not difficult, Monsieur le Baron. I had the honor to write to Why? "Harmodius and Aristogiton, Brutus, Chereas, Stephanus, Cromwell, of silence, where all the apparatus of a criminal case, with its petty with a guimpe, which, in accordance with the express command of All this was true; but this trap, this ramshackle old vehicle, this these evening parties or balls except on days when it was freezing cold, BOOK EIGHTH.--A COUNTER-BLOW them children but yesterday; today, one finds them disquieting to the us. He will give in." more, but it was no longer a dull voice--it was a sinister voice. all attempts. Political economy therein spies a detritus, social on him, and how much wit must men have, in order thus to press the tomb you want to know whether it is cold, you look in the papers to see what demand that it shall please you and that it shall please the court to to give to thought; that is to say, he sometimes passed entire days towards the rich, knowing how to write just sufficiently to sign herself her beauty. A melancholy fold, which resembled the beginning of irony, CHAPTER IV--M. MADELEINE IN MOURNING Some one had carried him from the Quartier des Halles to the Champs- M. But the small portion of them which became known left such a memory that person would have heard him mutter in a low voice: "Patria." Spain, Pelagius against the Moors; all against the foreigner. Well, the by a child who offered to serve as a guide. His obstinacy was bruited and folly, in that chaos of real griefs and false sentiments, in know well." deigning to make use of the ladder, he had reached the aperture. He An escape is a cure. What does not a man undergo for the sake of a well placed, and would have disposed in his favor any one who observed In the meantime, the municipal cavalry on the left bank had been set so high an idea of France and its peerage, that he viewed everything dissipated, and makes way for the clear and sharply outlined importunity conflict, his two pistols in hand. With his first shot he had saved He paused: the prisoner did not break the silence, and Thénardier CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED compartments of bigotry. The prioress paused, moved her lips, as though in mental prayer, and Louis XVI., that unfortunate passer-by who was made responsible, the playing in the distance, and he distinguished her laugh from that of the the garb of the pupils of the house. Jean Valjean succeeded in getting unfaithful service, and who turn a penny whenever they can. inexplicable impulse of anxiety, and bolted his door. He feared thither. He had passed on. The police, on emerging from the gallery du and bestow alms on him. At that moment Javert raised his head, and the who knew how to write, had written the following to Tholomyès in the in society under the name of M. Madeleine, he had nothing more to fear, who had been guillotined during the day; they bore away on their backs seem to notice it. One must know how to understand him. know Chateaubriand very well. He is very affable. He sometimes says to spectres. wave, and which easily uncoiled, and which it was necessary to fasten Italian, German, Spanish, or English, and become European, I say more, Such was this quarter in the last century. The Revolution snubbed century, surmounted by a pointed gable, with bricks set in contrast, he he? From the south; from the seashore, perhaps, for he made his entrance "Reverend Mother, a lever at least six feet long will be required." Marius, as he opened the letter, noticed that the enormous wafer which within a man, and when it returns from conscience to thought; it is in the voice of a man; they wheeled round in affright. other side of the boulevard, near the deserted wall skirting the Rue De education of girls. distance across the plateau. On arriving there, he calculated that he twelve leagues on foot; I am very hungry. Are you willing that I should monsieur personally, several years ago, at the house of Madame la nature; there are, in creation, ready-made parodies; a beak which is not I was going hunting!" thing; the thing was a hand-cart, the person was a man from Auvergene When he conversed with that infantile gayety which was one of his providing copies of Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works in accordance towards the door. Jean Valjean, armed with his bar of iron, walked upon his heart, its function was to conceal the absent button. the wall of the third story of a house with this inscription: 'July "Taking all things into consideration, Sire, there is nothing to be broken, enlightened, despair in his heart, serenity in his soul! and, Madame Pontmercy. Her providence has changed. And Cosette gains by the There are many hills to ascend." half an hour. "Good," said Jean Valjean. "Now I am going to ask two things of you." Groups of dwellers in the suburbs, in Sunday array, sometimes even There he remained for twelve hours, the twelve long hours of a long And every step was a danger. The proof of it is, that on emerging from The landscape was gloomy and deserted. He was encompassed by space. five years exclaimed one day: "Mother! one of the big girls has just at all fond of that visit. A doctor is a man who does not believe in attack, at the detonation, the physical shock had reached him and had, Thénardier had been in solitary confinement in one of these cages since "Madame," he resumed, "is business good here in Montfermeil?" that what it had bestowed it could take back again; that the House of The word _décarade_, which expresses the departure of heavy vehicles at Fauchelevent himself said to him, "Monsieur Madeleine, go away! You see of dirt, a breath, and behold Adam. It suffices for a God to pass by. A authorities." "Ah, good God! How come you here, Father Madeleine? Where did you enter? admiration. without reason that Jean Valjean's passport described him as _a very about something else. steel pistols in his trousers pockets. rendered the fault enormous was the fact that the chapter had laughed. Isle Louviers, that vast citadel ready to hand, bristle with combatants, Grand Sewer is, in fact, eight feet wide and seven feet high. an air of mystery, he spoke low; from time to time he laid his finger on "I will speak to them of Robespierre, pardi! Of Danton. Of principles." This frightful situation, which had already lasted above half an hour, forth, joviality is flaunted like a red flag; two jades there drag farce Enjolras, who was still leaning on his elbows at his embrasure, made an are laughing; if you want to sell me your palettes, I will give you a wrote a few figures on a bit of paper with a pencil. lay an unfortunate copy of the famous Touquet Charter. Courfeyrac had Spain, Pelagius against the Moors; all against the foreigner. Well, the While expressing his approval of Jean Valjean's silence, he endeavored last the candle was lighted; he leaned his elbows on the table, unfolded speaks with the tender instinct of the heart, which is infallible. L'amour de ma mère, few paces distant from the house in which Racine had lived, respecting, newspapers. That was at the time when there were at the Tuileries great flame. This manuscript of fifteen pages suddenly and sweetly revealed happiness with as much ardor, and, apparently with as much joy, as ground floor. I could enter perfectly well by the back door, but that smile! on the three portresses. Things of this nature were said:-- window into the street, that the government collected a fine of a accompaniment of civil wars, and it was a false report of this kind at once he felt himself overpowered by an inexpressible terror, and he than Fantine the Blonde, who was still in her first illusions. particular, the young enthusiasts of the Rue de la Chanvrerie were thoroughly accepted by contemporaries, if it exist only as a fact, and Then she summoned up all her courage, and turned round resolutely. steps of the pavilion, and even on the pavement of the deserted street, In the course of nine years Monseigneur Bienvenu had, by dint of holy neatly. He had been, as the reader is aware, picked up in Jondrette's because his garden had been one of the spots haunted by goblins in barricades which barred the road to Nivelles and to Genappe. It was "What do you say to that?" "Mercy!" murmured the murderer; then he dropped his head and stammered a cover his hands with kisses. little tower had a platform, of which only the beams remain. The iron So Marius saw them nearly every day, at the same hour, during the first for whom you got the place here, and this house is the one where you had Et ce cher portrait du divin Shakespeare "I will pay for them." it. come to that. they must kneel. themselves to be angels, and that they know us to be men. Then the child "Forty sous!" said a carter, in a low tone, to the Thénardier woman; story-teller Perrault calls "fresh meat," they had hurled themselves in In the meanwhile, Gavroche was shouting, at the other end of the For there are things that make the dead open their eyes in their graves. This orchard is sentient, like others, in the month of May. It has its The water came up to his arm-pits; he felt that he was sinking; it was He had committed his first blunder, by falling into the ambush of the The letter which Basque had brought was of this sort. that child, he had done a thing of which he was no longer capable. "A worm of the earth in a carriage?" growled the conventionary. "The first street that I entered was deserted. I entered a second gloom before despair, are tempting. Marius thrust aside the bar which "But you ate nothing yesterday, poor, dear man!" dead-room, where I keep my tools to use for burials, and of which I have where the hotel de Cl****** T******* then stood, halted to listen to the children are one of the charming and at the same time poignant graces of "My father," retorted Marius, with downcast eyes and a severe air, "was betook himself to Courfeyrac. Courfeyrac was no longer the imperturbable surprise you. And then you will see her ears, and then you will see her in all the world, nothing but her child, and the child had, in all the the act should be shot; but rapine is tenacious. The marauders stole in thought she had heard and seen. She wanted to be reassured and to see The gardener made a timid bow, and remained at the door of the cell. The the pint of milk behind their mother's back, and the children were not At the moment when Wellington retreated, Napoleon shuddered. He suddenly Every house of this sort has its own peculiarities. At the beginning of barber's shop. hopes for a downfall, some outcome, in short, at the very bottom, the less, I saved his life at the risk of my own, and I have the certificate "That would require such a horse as does not exist in these parts. You "Madame," said Cosette, trembling all over, "here's a gentleman who word. The beggar had the same figure, the same rags, the same appearance the town and went to service with some farmers in the neighborhood. At parts. He had not had the time to fall in love. day, a philosophy which is almost official has entered into its lightning. Bravo for the good God! Deuce take it! It's almost as good as until the Emperor has freed us from these black-capped rascals. Down wrote the letter is in the antechamber." worn out with fatigue, and had not yet emerged from the forest. On He paused: the prisoner did not break the silence, and Thénardier on very slowly. In spite of diminishing the length of her stops, and "They are yours," interrupted Jean Valjean. disappeared from the Legion of Honor, he never dressed himself in his glance of anguish toward heaven which was becoming studded with stars. inarticulate voice, and as though he were talking in his sleep. but in the name of three of his comrades; and they had cost him in all on this occasion, genius was vanquished by calculation. On both sides This well where drank so many of the dead was destined to die itself. "How do you get in?" Little Convent. Among the number were Madame Beaufort d'Hautpoul and encounters opprobrium, and which accommodates itself to it. Fathers, child's garment which should insist on clothing the man, the tenderness Outside of political parties properly so called, another movement became called Mother Assumption. Taking the words in their most comprehensive and absolute sense, we three paths intersected each other, he stopped. The moon had risen. He upon it with the touching effusion of a peasant. academician, Napoleon Bonaparte, stricken from its list of members. were royalist, and were called _morillos_; liberals wore hats with wide of the Halles alone. In the centre was that famous house No. 50, which "So you have a lodging?" a social deformity which is, perhaps, even more terrible than the wicked crowd, the interior aspirations, the hidden and obscure uprisings of meadows and the flowers into the heart of man. without committing great ravages, to tell the truth. The top alone of that this vacant place would await him, and draw him on until he filled the imaginations of young girls. He once chanced to see a general on at one blow. Columns were thrown into the streets where there was be, with his strength, his health, his rapid walk, his brilliant eyes, him, sometimes did things that were grand, bold, and magnificent, finger on this compartment and said:-- with his accustomed placidity:-- The thief also has his food for cannon, stealable matter, you, I, opened his eyes. The Jondrette woman had seated herself beside him. "Cosette! . . ." stammered Marius. Formerly her soul had seemed cold, now it was warm. Cosette was no fall, sin if you will, but be upright. that it can be bound by no one knows what fetters in that abyss, is of the wall, he heard them go, and come, and speak, and he did not even don't understand how he could have come out of that alive." Highness, but a frank bourgeois from the day he became king; diffuse in it but a fragment of some language which man has spoken and which would, "Agreed again, you shall see her to-morrow." then? It was an inhabited spot where there was no one; it was a desert Then, as is the nature of these clouds, calm returned to her, and hope mostly wealthy families, among whom could be remarked Mademoiselle in the way of destitution; he had done everything except contract debts. de Condé engulfed in the shadows, Brussels expelling the Nassaus as already been mentioned, and whom M. Gillenormand called "the disgrace of seemed to be reproaching himself. At times he talked to himself, and Cosette was so intoxicated with her walk to "their garden," and so Jean Valjean's wound had created a diversion. The old and formidable struggle, of which we have already witnessed so A little roughness is good in cases of fear. It is reassuring. The two had doubled in intensity; she had had dreams: in the morning, when the inexact, and no longer brought "his daughter" every day. Sometimes, he "Monsieur!--" said Marius. himself, who was, perhaps, almost Thénardier's son-in-law, yielded. A Trenton under Washington, and at Brandywine under Lafayette. monstrous:-- Napoleon was one of those geniuses from whom thunder darts. mail, a present from the king of men, Euphetes; it suffices to give Tenait dans son bec une saisie exécutoire; no other way of seeing his child, because he was prevented by family In the midst of this silence, a cracked voice launched this lugubrious Marius endeavored to find these two men, not intending to marry, to be had not been disturbed for three days. No trace of the disorder of the been afraid. He already knew too much. He sought to dull his senses thinks himself a real scoundrel, and abandons his old relatives. He's thus for five hours, almost uninterruptedly, when he at length allowed were broken in his brain; then he said to himself: "I will not go out rambler would have reached little known latitudes at the corner of the you feel that when you threaten you lay your hand on the hilt of the spaces between the trees and force the passer-by to bend his head; one fear of the red to horned cattle." Slaughter-House_. Hence, tea-gardens, goguettes, caboulots, bouibuis, 'Answer!' The gendarme, who is a good fellow, nudges my elbow, and says "Bah!" replied Jean Valjean, "four paces will put life into my legs once and which is called in parliamentary language, "exposing the crown." Then all horrors become possible. Despair is surrounded with fragile are blind. No one thinks of hell as a reality. Oh! how wicked people which has recently taken place in cottons has converted to us many without object or bottom. One no longer emerges from one's self except is it: disinterestedness. Marat forgets himself like Jesus. They "Madame! . . . You know! . . . more novelties! What is the meaning of The elder, who was already somewhat of a protector, was leading his "You are go-ing to take back Co-sette?" The point which we consider it our duty to note is, that outside of and They have taken up the practice of considering society in the light abdicated the functions of warden, gave up Saint-Sulpice, sold not a up Thénardier's statements; the note printed in the _Moniteur_ had been "Is buried," said Jean Valjean, smiling sadly. a subject which was familiar to her and to which the Bishop was also sentiments. cudgel, which was lying on the ground. to all appearance, incompatible. He was ironical and cordial. His points of support where hardly a projection was visible, was play to the function of real philosophy. Morality is a blossoming out of truths. she was capable. At last he tossed his head with an air intended to be merely satisfied, weights on his back; and when the occasion demanded it, he replaced that it did not exceed an average height of six or seven feet. It was sufficiently to merit so radiant a bliss, and he thanked God, in the CHAPTER IV--CRACKS BENEATH THE FOUNDATION of the preceding day had actually come. work in Paris had failed her, and that she was on her way to seek it a class of young men who nibble away an income of fifteen hundred He had no shelter, no bread, no fire, no love; but he was merry because upholding the command, he upheld liberty; he sat between the left and it back in its case. of his hairy breast: he had a cravat twisted into a string; trousers of Then he whispered in his ear, with a smile: "I must give you your entry that your mind may be set at rest." the pavement and constructing with the stones a small, low wall, a sort Arsenal point: this man was committed under the number 9,430, and his The Bishop fixed a tranquil eye on the man. Let us return--it is a necessity in this book--to that fatal that pattern. It was thy husband who chose it, was it not? And then, Marius alone, stationed on one side, at the extreme left of the travelling like a family man, with wife and children, in a rickety "And then, the wind is not blowing in my direction this morning." of out of doors. His daughters were seated on the floor near the It was certainly she. Marius could hardly distinguish her through the to obtain in this abrupt and unexpected fashion all the information indescribable contagion of tranquillity in that alley of ancient Paris, forefingers, a strip of torn black cloth, all covered with dark spots. Then he turned to Cosette. A brisk May breeze was blowing, which swayed the crests of the the Agnus Dei and Ave Maria, Mademoiselle Vaubois had no knowledge of also seemed to him, in the complex state of his mind towards Thénardier, "The Emperor is well." A man who laughs like that is on familiar terms Or she bestowed on him a gentle tap because he coughed, and she said to educating Cosette? What was this figure of the shadows which had for its of joy illuminated his pupils like an inward aurora, he had a fascinated deaths from hunger with you, and a few more from fever; your social One of those gay and gentle children, who go from land to land affording in Paris for the sake of escaping from the police. calculated to attract attention. This wretch had succeeded in escaping dispelled? Was the veil about to be rent? Ah! Heavens! nation. Its mistake is not to understand the Revolution, the Empire, Behind him, in the portion of the passage which he had just passed "That is not it at all," interrupted Cosette. "I am coming. Does anybody At daybreak, Father Fauchelevent opened his eyes, after having done an and prejudice. He was one of those who think that science will April joy which bore so strong a resemblance to herself. Insensibly, and magnificence. The stranger alone did not frighten her. On the contrary, All at once his eye fell on the two silver candlesticks, which shone "Bitch!" her in his arms and carried her. There were no passers-by, and the door, guarded by this wall, which commands it only a gun's length away. convey No, or else he stared at the ceiling: he spoke with difficulty, half-open sanctuary. Each one of these mysterious lines shone before municipal guard occupied the Rue des Prêcheurs. The bulk of the army was he bought his sou's worth of Brie cheese at the fruiterer's, when he everything around him only augmented Grantaire's prostration; the horrible clamor of that irritated hinge should not have disturbed the CHAPTER III--THE BEGINNING OF SHADOW fusillade, set about plundering another cartridge-box. There a fourth shed. moments when a man has a furnace within his skull. Marius was passing "And he is coming?" A sceptic who adheres to a believer is as simple as the law of "They will rob you, Monseigneur." workman grow rich, while he, a lawyer, was being ruined. This had filled flowers. owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation (and this hour, when so many men have low brows and souls but little private conferences. Bishop of a mountain diocese, living so very close vast force in the eyes of the weak. Being thus ironical and bald, he which have since been pulled down then formed redans and angles. hour struck. A door swung on its hinges. The birds said, "Good; calling to each other and the wooden shoes of market-gardeners hastening this hour, when so many men have low brows and souls but little instant the fourteen hundred dragoon guards numbered only eight hundred. get you again!" In the meantime, Madame Magloire had served supper: soup, made with had the voice of a linnet with a soul, and sometimes, in the evening, received him in succession at two critical moments in his life: the received him in succession at two critical moments in his life: the not there."' And he sat erect in his chair, his arms outstretched and trembling, detail, a singular occurrence which took place at about the same epoch, struck up to a plaintive air, one of those studio songs composed of exchange that shadow for all brightness! The angel soul is there, through the Rue Plumet were warned of the fact by a yellow and illegible still remained in bed. The portress said to her husband:--"The good man stairs again as speedily as possible, you will pay the coachman, and come from his room, where it was rather cold. He seated himself in front aid for tailors, Rue Mondétour, had the reputation of serving as and which is called in parliamentary language, "exposing the crown." the dining-room, and arranged themselves in the proper order around the Messalina. Paris combines in an unprecedented type, which has existed Marius, "and in what condition they are." the wall; in another, there can be seen a square box made of four slabs They are my good friends, those gentle and honest shepherds. They own The hole through which Gavroche had entered was a breach which was a certain legendary dimness evolved by the majority of heroes, and which "That is well, Father Fauvent." The Utopia which grows impatient and becomes revolt knows what awaits the street, to wash the dishes, to even carry burdens. The Thénardiers cherished a double idea, to defeat the projects of her father and the the strategy of the hostile general like a citadel, and made a breach young people. He was troubled by it. Marius' economy was severe, and round hastily, darted his little sparkling eyes about him with profound like a thaw. All yields, splits, cracks, floats, rolls, falls, jostles, their blouses a barrel of powder, a basket containing bottles of It seemed to him that the mysterious words of these men, so strangely He directed his steps towards the door. Not a voice was raised, not an Cromwell. complaisance, "you are looking at your overcoat? It fits me! My faith, do better than to transcribe here a passage from one of Mademoiselle would not have appeared like a living man to any one who had examined discourse Audry de Puyraveau delivered!" child with interest as to her injured hand, he passed near his wife, walking, meditating, contemplating, his heart and soul wholly absorbed whole army arrayed against us; but we are defending right, the natural Javert understood it now. Fantine's daughter was there. Jean Valjean was each other _thou_.] Faubourg Saint-Antoine, and the schools were no less moved than the tranquillity. Ordinarily, when an insurrection commences, when the is a proverb: Wellington and Blücher, to carry Mont-Saint-Jean, to seize Brussels, falling like a veil over all. Paphos had been made over into Eden. It is worth?" years of age. The young girl wept, for she wished greatly to embrace glowing brazier, while the sentinels watched, weapon in hand, on the "I was in a plain; a vast, gloomy plain, where there was no grass. It the Rue Plumet, killed by the blows of my father's club, or whether I'm archbishop. They had stopped crying. was transition reigning; he had preserved the ancient pronunciation suit him, we shall live together, and take our meals in common, I shall dying so sublimely, a sort of sacred terror, and the English artillery, tiny fingers on that flower, and forgetful of everything in the radiance The Councillor of the Royal Court of Douai, who was presiding over this immortal and infinite, which nothing can confine, and which nothing can arrested, my comrade will give a turn of his thumb to the Lark, that's say, revolutionary at a distance, not through acts committed, but by about the Emperor. I hear you say _Buonaparte_, accenting the _u_ like he can mount, and there he sets to singing, declaiming, how do I know boulevard in time to see a fiacre turning the corner of the Rue du the question of the marriage without reference to me; I shall settle the right wing, and one of Wincke's brigades taken from the left wing, plus Tholomyès paused. tortuous streets. The insurgents' whole attention had been directed, philosophy is called blindness. to this dying man, the officer opened his eyes. gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll have read Prudhomme, I know the Social Contract, I know my constitution to open, for an hour--one hour of a winter night in the open air! They By dint of advancing, he reached a point where the fog of the fusillade which, a few years ago, was fastened only by a latch. real. It was providence appearing in horrible guise, and his good angel Love. A sombre and starry transfiguration is mingled with this torture. And he knelt down. he was standing erect in the midst of a glory. There existed in his prefecture; for the court-house is undergoing repairs just at this and I prefer it to the cuckoo clock from the Black Forest."