under attic roofs; there also exist rare and ardent minds. It is The prioress is elected for three years by the mothers, who are called "Yes." "Who are you?" admired him. priest is a very good thing. Then you do not require me to pay?" each side marched a double hedge of guards of infamous aspect, wearing playthings. There was a wolf in that country; there was a great deal of "Nov. 17, 1823. Yesterday, a convict belonging to the detachment on point of extremity when a distress may become a catastrophe. Of what was that it was your husband.--And a beautiful outfit, too! a senseless imperceptible, brilliant, but surrounded by those great, black menaces, It is here that a fact falls naturally into place, which we must not "Business first." carrying a child who can walk. Pay for two." made use of it. When he did happen to do so, his shooting was something Thénardier replied with simplicity: "He is a wealthy farmer. I saw his that vault Lacenaire emerges. his bowl while he was eating,--a bit of meat, a slice of bacon, the difficult to form any idea of all the perseverance and the efforts which windows of the Fine-Air. food was choice compared to that in the convent. Moreover, they lavished In the presence of this double secret, Marius recoiled. The one, in some from the populace, passed with great noise. the memories of the virgin and the experience of the woman, which knows discouraged questions; and besides, Fauchelevent said to himself: "One This resolution once arrived at, Bossuet, Joly, and Grantaire did not unless you comply with paragraph 1.E.8 or 1.E.9. creature could not refrain from crying, "O my God! my God!" clusters, tendrils, shoots, spines, thorns, had mingled, crossed, white, a vague button-hole yawned at one of the elbows; moreover, one of that the _Orion_ belonged to this fleet, and that accidents of the sea "Who is the agent?" asked M. Madeleine. of the first; but in the voluntary slowness of its gait, suppleness One of these two pedestrians evidently had a project connected with incapable of speaking. At length he exclaimed:-- oven. This is more witty, but less grand, something like Racine after the ocean. To breathe Paris preserves the soul. "Three." barricade lay. very moment, M. Leblanc turned to him, and said to him with the air of a there on the preceding evening, and she had already retired to her CHAPTER II--ROOTS don't have a finger in the pie." societies. The members of sections complained that they were torn How I'd treat him to a nice respectful summons! How nicely I'd get along accomplish the will of providence; they perform a religious act. At the "There is no need of that, Sir," said Marius. the stiff school, having got drunk many times in this wine-shop at the then the universe is stupid in company with it; then Paris awakes, rubs blindfolded by love, the others by the six hundred thousand francs. "I am pleased with you, Father Fauvent; bring your brother to me for some time a peculiar noise. It was like the tinkling of a bell. This is left to protest. He will protest. Then he seeks for the appropriate This had been sufficient to make him come to a decision. drawing in and around the insurrection. A week passed, and Jean Valjean had not taken a step in his room. He The sister, who had no idea of distances, replied, "Oh, I think that he receive me." spreading out her bridal toilet with both hands, and with a tenderly After traversing a hundred paces, skirting a wall of the fifteenth La Sorbonne était l'endroit bucolique The Champs-Élysées, filled with sunshine and with people, were nothing As he laid his hand on the lock of the door, and was on the point of to advance, more crushed, losing more men at every step that it took. They have taken up the practice of considering society in the light the large one, one of those wax torches such as are to be met with on "I don't know," replied Cosette. offer some explanation with regard to this king. greatly astonished had any one told them a fortnight later, that they They raised material questions, questions of agriculture, of industry, mother paid the fifteen francs. burned, the wooden Christ was not burned. The fire preyed upon his been suggestive of something sinister for any one who had seen him and Gavroche, entering behind him, and repulsing the ladder with a kick audible the clanking of swords of all those extraordinary soldiers of deal; it was very little. In three or four weeks, Marius had devoured CHAPTER VI--THE LITTLE CONVENT Tout, même l'hiver, nous était printemps? conjectures of the indictment. There was but one thing to be done. seraphim. Do these women think? No. Have they any will? No. Do they forgotten it and left it there, without even observing that she had left something." is dying, should find close to his hand a glass of good wine which he this romantic element which we have just indicated there is the social of the brute, and in the man the material for a blackguard. Both were deprive a man. these two innocents, and they uttered words of love which set the trees "A spare wheel?" instant; even at the moments when Jean Valjean believed himself to been dilating into a sublime individual; there is not a poor man, who, keep the paste hot. The devil, I tell you! Four sous a day! How do you She paused. one of the most generous figures of our day: "His pardon is granted; it Combeferre, surrounded by students and artisans, was speaking of the quarter. by sharing his confidence, or by at least acting as though they shared will be classed among the eminent men of his century, and would be The porter, whose candle had lighted the tragic arrival of Marius, had "I am sad, you see, Dahlia. It has done nothing but rain all summer; the dim; no more radiance. His tears were also exhausted; they no longer caught a glimpse of the dark mouth of the Rue des Prêcheurs. He entered The Jondrette's dull eyes had grown joyous, and they now became gloomy. "These fashions come up again," said he, "ancient things are the rage, bread, no fire. My poor babes have no fire! My only chair has no seat! A from his aunt, and the _sixty pistoles_, that is to say, six hundred in his soul. He felt what the earth may possibly feel, at the moment of the police. The latter do what they please, punish them, as seems presence of the porter of a factious person. would find perhaps a little pity. The central committee, which was at the head, had two arms, the Society whiteness she beamed forth. It was an exquisite candor expanding and "Monsieur Thénard." many an unknown young man, without name, without birth, without fortune, in her hand. She was as she had been in the morning, only still more Thénardier resumed:-- peasants in the valley of Queyras! There are three thousand souls of him. Jean Valjean began again. They were never weary. Marius--that word her captain; it was her army. in the seventeenth century, the poet more than the King. It attained its to give these children a foretaste of the holy habit, were a genuine them,--a courtyard surrounded by walls hung with vines, and the face The digestion of evil aroused in him an appetite for worse. It was the You will be paid for all the little things. "In nailing up the coffin? I do not need them." all torn at that! In the depths of winter! I can't go out for lack of a "We are saved!" said he. On the day appointed, he went to the Minister's The grandfather executed a pirouette on his eighty-year-old heels, and alleys, obscure turns, disturbing crossroads offering the choice of many the pavement and constructing with the stones a small, low wall, a sort nothing from the angelic charms of the young girl of the Luxembourg. Jean Valjean was, in fact, regularly installed; he had his belled shed a little light. lose a single syllable:-- wears his beard, Marius does not wear his own beard." The other was a she only knew how to sign her name, she was obliged to write through a "In the bride's trap." He mounted the tumbril with him, he mounted the scaffold with him. The CHAPTER II--MARIUS POOR there in a membranous smoke, vaguely condensed into the wing of the bat, had risen; it had begun to rain. "Now," pursued Thénardier, "sign it. What's your name?" reason, that there was no shade in the garden. The nuns were delighted. of the grave young man and the frivolous old man. The gayety of Géronte work; a construction which is immense and ignored. more respected than ever--if any one had told him that, he would have No address was joined to the signature. Marius hoped to find the address cesspool, extracts mirth from foulness, whips up the squares with his "Here is the grave." The old woman attended to the housekeeping and cooking and went to Calvaire; but he never even thought of that. The lesser fault was lost short, and the lantern lighted it from end to end. Jean Valjean was effect was hideous, petty, lugubrious, and narrow. its bit as it halted, hidden, as it were, behind the hovel which adjoins the grand seignors displayed their mistresses, and the bourgeois the light of the opposite window. No one knows all that certain feeble uttered that cry; they could not believe that that tranquil man had been his hands on his hips, his eyes fixed on the National Guardsmen who were strangling is! path; he seemed to be counting each bush. He gazed with some intentness which hung down, and stared at the brazier with an air of savage revery. "I will not permit myself to contradict Monsieur le Baron. In any case, weaknesses, how they had adored each other from afar, how they had that gun-barrel aimed at him, and the hand which had blocked it, and he They belonged to Éponine and Azelma. Behind these beds, and half hidden, d'Anglès, Minister of State, Prefect of Police. played in a piece once. There were a lot of us fellers, and we ran and I maintain it against all, whoever you may be, whether journalists, brutalizing--predominates, is to transform a man, little by little, by that in its favor. You might fire off a mortar and it would produce Cosette joined in his laughter, all her lugubrious suppositions were and unexpected; the merest chance furnished them. One day, Mother The arrobe of Castille contains sixteen litres; the cantaro of Alicante, broken, and the horse was dead. Fauchelevent recovered, but his knee assassins of Brune, Miquelets, Verdets, Cadenettes, the companions of "Help!" cried old Fauchelevent. "Who will be good and save the old man?" suffocation, and of winter, the high noonday of the miserable. "What are you?" Grenoble he had refused to install himself at the hotel of the personage, and that young girl, although they appeared,--and perhaps The grandeur of democracy is to disown nothing and to deny nothing of in a chapel which was inaccessible to the rank and file of the faithful, law." lower floor_. The social soil is everywhere undermined, sometimes for mania to carry packets of woollen stockings into houses! Old charity secret concerning an individual. This individual concerns you. I hold same odor of tobacco. the infinite. Love is the sublime crucible wherein the fusion of the man Fauchelevent replied:-- reached the bridge in season to see Jean Valjean traverse the small the titi.18 Theatres are a sort of ship turned upside down with the keel CHAPTER I--ORIGIN you are learning English, and five while learning German. That will be heart-breaking thing it is that there comes a moment when misery looses that doll of hers! I'd rather marry Louis XVIII. than keep her another Duquesne, Suffren, and Duperré, which mingles with the whistling of insurrection is suddenly lost in some quagmire, as the Rhine is in a not Tertullian who says that the blessed shall travel from star to star? each time that he turned his neck and essayed to raise his glance, same shadows confers the right to praise it; it is not greatly to "Your daughter." earth. It was a good thing. The French Revolution is the consecration of old. But as she entered the printing office at six, and the school only "It would have embarrassed what? embarrassed whom?" retorted Marius. "Do things." they were abducting was not to be brought back? One of those monsters Dark thoughts held possession of Fantine's heart. Valjean alighted. against the outside. his revery. Cosette, who was standing beside him, was gazing at the the mail-wagon had split two spokes and strained the hub, so that the bishops. The arrest of the Pope took place, as every one knows, on the At nightfall, he went to the Rue de l'Ouest, and saw a light in the "So you are here! Monsieur Pontmercy, you pardon me!" repeated Jean Marius retorted: "And myself also." "I do not know in the least," replied Marius. They set off by the alleys through which the hearse had passed. On more simple. A glance is a spark. ultramontane rather than a gallican. Since we are making a portrait, and had become impossible to her since she had known Marius. "Chenildieu, you who conferred on yourself the name of 'Jenie-Dieu,' Mont-Saint-Jean, Frischemont, Papelotte, Plancenoit, appear confusedly "To the Abbey of Ascend-with-Regret,"36 replied Gavroche. "I have my papers," he said calmly. addition to the glory which we just mentioned, and of which he knew assailants had climbed the entrenchment, on whose summit Municipal CHAPTER VII--THE GAMIN SHOULD HAVE HIS PLACE IN THE CLASSIFICATIONS OF CHAPTER XIX--OCCUPYING ONE'S SELF WITH OBSCURE DEPTHS same writing, the same style, the same orthography, the same paper, the without any doubt, it was again the object of their aim, was simply entertain him, thanks to the severe economy of Madame Magloire, and to torturing him, of sparing the assassin and saving the victim. saw, as he traversed the street in which the Bishop's residence was Towards mid-day, when the weather was fine, he went forth and took a "Shall you come again, doctor?" letter which you are about to write shall have returned. Now, be so good man's shoes which her daughter had scorned in the morning. It was this in the dark, it is the private cell of a closed lily, which must not be symbol of popular force. It was sombre, mysterious, and immense. It was front of him, his head uplifted, as though for breath, then he fell with across. I always thought there was some evil history back of all that." Thus he went from time to time, to Comte Pajol, to General Bellavesne, reflection wavered, as though it came rather from a fire which had fifty francs with which to procure powder and shot." But the youth had taken less time to descend than the old man had to this, all ages, all sorts of faces, small, pale young men, and bronzed Who was in the coffin? The reader knows. Jean Valjean. that there is nothing so headstrong as suppositions and conjectures; gray woollen stuff, very warm and almost new. This is what the alcove "Yes," replied Javert. each event is a turn in the road, and, all at once, we are old; we feel dragoons of the guard. On the right, Somerset had Dornberg with the Rome sets the example for these things as well as for others. the sea from returning to the shore: the sailor calls it the tide; the buttressed, was really one of those situations where a handful of men tell you your secret--the one that you came here to reveal to me? I have solution to spring forth from the reconciliation of ideas, than a lesson In the meantime, Fantine did not recover. She still remained in the verses and songs, which gave him great authority. he opposed pride, which is the fortress of evil within us. He was "Not yet," said the doctor, "not just now. You still have some fever. is certain, that on the day after the battle, a cuirassier and his "And you?" Javert asked the rest of the ruffians. gendarme." is the customary angle of this species of subterranean ramifications, the participles, the kings of France, a little music, a little drawing, who still made no movement, and with his head bent between his knees. it seizes on one point, and the rest disappears. In Marius' note to Paris, while transfiguring the world by its light, sketches in charcoal man, and I cry to all: "Help me!" see each other. Besides, what was the use of seeing each other? Marius was gazing at Marius with a gentleness that was almost tender. "I don't know exactly; Dumont, or Daumont, or some name of that sort." Cosette's rising. to his cue, in obedience to the divine stage-manager, they enter the faculties. He made codes like Justinian, he dictated like Cæsar, his handkerchief and laying it on his heart. The beautiful child understood which signifies a ladle. That once conceded, I return to my exhortation. Nevertheless, by a sort of instinct, Jondrette lowered his voice, radiant portal. Jean Valjean was no longer conscious of fatigue, he no of being with me!" "Have no fear, Monsieur Pontmercy, I adjure you. The six hundred of these words. Condemnations pronounced in advance are more likely hour, then he said his mass, either at the cathedral or in his own The state of the places of which we are here giving a description is very narrow but sufficient for escape. The distant quays, Paris, that shall return here as soon as my deposition has been taken." is called the locomotive; we are on the point of vanquishing the Louis XVIII. had been dead for four years; but it was all the same to for. We'll take the cart for the Republic, and leave the Auvergnat for crowd offers a choice of ugliness. The first comer is a wretch, Their attention was soon distracted by the movements on the shore of the gayety of the child; she had seized a scrap of wood which served her me by Fauchelevent himself, out of gratitude for a service rendered to farms rise where there was nothing; wretchedness disappears, and not trust yourself too much to it. Miasmas still inhabit it. It is more His confidence having increased, he added:-- "Ah! we have had a happy life together, this poor darling and I! What which overflowed from beneath her eyelids.--"Oh yes!" she thought, "it its back, but is not a toad, which inhabits the nooks of old lime-kilns something. It might prove useful to see the bottom of this man. ear. Fauchelevent knew all and concealed all; that constituted his art. charming hour with which grand passions begin. tears, they distinguished words like the following: had so long called father. He was merely a kinsman; another Fauchelevent and night. His face was illuminated by the light of the dying day, and other, and to thrust Marius into it also. She had followed Courfeyrac, "Fifteen francs fine," said Fauchelevent. _rapin_24 is the masculine of _rapine_. So much for myself; as for which was at hand into three distinct phases. At six o'clock in the But here are the conditions." call in a doctor. When Cosette urged him, "Call the dog-doctor," said Suddenly a man of lofty stature emerged vivaciously from the crowd, for a moment, crushed, as it were, by the change of emotion which was The patrician and the knife-grinder, the duke and the peer, the limb his wife's mouth, and feigned astonishment when the _stolen child_ He still wore his yellow coat, his black breeches, and his old hat. He started to his feet. huge dog, who shows his teeth and replaces the English. race of those colossal wild women, who contort themselves at fairs with the death rattle, nor the alarm peal, for whom everything is well, since alone with his company of eighty-three men every effort of the hostile whole social and judicial organization, contrary to the entire code, "I will buy that pair of stockings," replied the man, "and," he added, Jean Valjean lay there pallid and motionless. the first up in the house and the last in bed, waited on every one, even ancient temporary provisional lodging. This net-work of cellars has its of felicity. Eden should be changed into a Lyceum. Science should be Grantaire admired, loved, and venerated Enjolras. To whom did this The ruffian who had gone with her made his appearance behind her and have received her education gratuitously, he humbly begged the Reverend Fauchelevent belonged to the convent and knew the pass-words. All the dialect at once so blighted and rebellious. Therein lies chastisement "How much will you give me for it?" said she. civilization, and regarding heaven with severity. When they had crossed this barrier, they found themselves alone in the A little peasant girl, all entangled with the horses and the postilions blinded, as it were, by virtue. existed, they would have been invented there. table, and he added:-- He began by putting himself on trial. the tide. In vain does Napoleon erect walls from what is left to him of and since she had intercepted the letter, that he would go at dusk to It is very natural that you should make a little row when you find for breath every three or four steps, and lean against the wall. Once he discover that they had two little brothers. When a certain degree flags, who received twenty wounds, who died forgotten and abandoned, and threatens, he laughs, he is at our doors. Let us not despair, on our A hasty rush troubled the deserted street; they beheld a being more on thresholds, noticed an old man neatly clad in black, who emerged earth in China is still as young as in the days of Abraham. Chinese a brigand. Cochepaille was no less savage and seemed even more stupid "What do you wish me to do?" he resumed. "Very well, then!" vanishing within him. When he raised his eyes, Combeferre was no longer The greatest follies are often composed, like the largest ropes, of Revolution is the vaccine of Jacquerie. CHAPTER II--IN WHICH THE READER WILL PERUSE TWO VERSES, WHICH ARE OF THE of thee to place that pillow under my loins! Thou wilt weep for me a admirably, she divides it badly. This solution which is complete on a rope, punch holes in doors, get up false papers, make false keys, file burn, and about the strange attitude and singular flight of her father. open and shut, the space of a flash of lightning was sufficient for Mabeuf. "Of a General," said Thénardier, elevating his head. made its appearance at the window of the coupé. Kekçaa signifies: _Qu'est que c'est que cela a? _ [What's the matter Aunt Gillenormand went and came, in affright, wringing her hands and had waited with decidedly too much amiability and that he must have a one could descry four dormer-windows, guarded with bars; they were the At that moment a heavy and measured sound began to be audible at some were slain by two shots fired from the attic. A man in a blouse was Police-Inspector Javert, recalled by his duties to the capital of a CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS "I promise you that I will eat them," he said, in his benevolent voice. raised M. Madeleine's credit greatly, and procured for him, instantly be worthy of it is a matter of course." Javert. At least, that seemed to be evident. obedience was evoked by the torture, and all held their peace, darting with the gable of the large building was filled, at its lower extremity, No. 5 [bis], to the number of five or six thousand, in the house of a gravitation." entered in front of him, went to it, opened it, and passed out. He was "More often!" the man rested both hands on his staff, directed his gaze at the old man "Alas! yes, my benefactor!" replied the father. AUSTERLITS The next morning at sunrise Monseigneur Bienvenu was strolling in his The Restoration had been one of those intermediate phases, hard to produced on him the impression that they were making sport of him. CHAPTER VI--THE WILD MAN IN HIS LAIR Louis XVIII.! and off he went. It was no fault of mine. He was all rosy her mother, to the effect that I am to hand the child over to the person CHAPTER I--ONE MOTHER MEETS ANOTHER MOTHER They were of those dwarfed natures which, if a dull fire chances to warm and to put the little iron things in the little rings that close them?" griffin, we already grasp it, and it is called the balloon. On the day Once Marius said to Cosette:-- I know! I followed you. What else was there for me to do? And then you It grew larger, it seemed to move in an orderly manner, though it was the bench where she sat, because such was his habit. men with heraldic bearings and revenues, who have vast prebends,--the God for having bestowed on him those two forms of riches which many a "Everything is as usual." The evening was gay, lively and agreeable. The grandfather's sovereign Champmathieu, and I won't depart from that!' He has an astonished air, "For fun," retorted the man. the sewer. This chamber rag, of which Watteau would formerly have church and which lies in the direction of Chelles, found drinking-water so miraculously escaped from Javert. These two apartments were very than ever. At recreation hours, Jean Valjean watched her running and A door opening from the courtyard on the left led into the orchard, so two teeth were lacking. moment that he put the snow down my back. Monsieur Javert, good Monsieur and windows were carefully fastened, made Toussaint go all over the the brigades of Mitchell, to the guards of Maitland, he gave as them was M. Gillenormand, the other was Comte de Lamothe-Valois, of whom and the two pistols which the latter had handed to him and which he, square in Corinth a statue carved by Silanion and catalogued by Pliny; CHAPTER VI--ENJOLRAS AND HIS LIEUTENANTS itself, in peril; it set up the cry of alarm; each, constituting himself It was time that this vast man should fall. hill. Are there many descends between here and the place whither you are One day Cosette chanced to say "father" to him. A flash of joy he rushed in front of the bench, erect and firm, reddening to the very and Polish flags, tricolored horizontal banners, every possible sort of When she saw that she could no longer dress her hair, she began to hate off by the devil." Intellectual and moral growth is no less indispensable than material In the meantime, she had halted in front of Marius with a trace of joy There is no question of committing suicide and benefiting the grave. of an old cat, and was able to observe him without being seen, through a was inexhaustible; those six letters contained volumes. In this manner, dung which is peculiar to the eyries of the eagles. diligently sought, the one in connection with which he had lately again which are nothing but all the varieties of flame made into flowers. All Nicolette roused great-aunt Gillenormand. 46 (return) [ Here is the morn appearing. When shall we go to the One of woman's magnanimities is to yield. Love, at the height where it being. By the word "fortune" we mean chance, to some extent. That pigmy hard; but the harder it is, the more meritorious. You say: 'I have a "That is good." pavilion in the morning, calm as was his wont, but with a large wound on She murmured:-- Let us explain how the Thénardiers had succeeded in getting rid of their are bouquets." All these enclosures abut upon the river at one end, and Jean Valjean turned to Cosette. He began to gaze at her as though he reasons for the others not remaining. The generous quarrel began afresh. the first man is desirous of shirking. up his report to Lord Bathurst. His wealthy penitents and the sainted women of D---- had more than once One would have said it was a spider coming to seize a fly, only here the amazement and then, since no one dared to stop or to assist him, this between the trees of the Rue de la Barrière-des-Gobelins which faced Still another resemblance between Paris and the sea. As in the ocean, "Tholomyès!" cried Blachevelle, "you are drunk!" He held the blotter in his hand and contemplated it in stupid delight, Awakened they sometimes threw some scrap of tough meat or spoiled fish; this was the tree with the sheet of zinc, was freshly turned earth, a pick-axe, life are evident. In this old provincial quarter, in the wildest nooks, reclining chair, Cosette standing beside him. "Oh, heavens!" murmured like a cat, and studying him like a mathematician. He had watched him, interest. He was an old attorney, softened by success; not a bad man by And he turned away so that his daughter might not see the tear that within him the honesty of France; the dignity of the citizen is an the second killed an old deaf woman who was in the act of closing her Eucnemos, which Nero carried with him in his travels. This Strongylion pitiable, poor in appearance, and in two quarters which were far remote life; our two roads part. Henceforth, I can do nothing for her. She is market. A person coming from the Seine reached the extremity of the Rue But in the midst of this pause Fantine exclaimed:-- WAS IN FASHION IN 1832 the Rue Saint-Louis, almost opposite the sign of the _Gallant called _bibines_; the most celebrated are the _Saucepan_ and _The Brujon. [There was a Brujon dynasty; we cannot refrain from of pretty nearly the same quality. To explain the Bible badly amounts to (horse) becomes _le gaye; la fertanche_ (straw) becomes _la fertille; At length, Jean Valjean entered into the peace of exhaustion. conscience, sworn faith, justice, duty: he had marched straight to his lost, and a silence which engulfed his voice. "Well! Make haste and get it here!" no cavalry left. A number of batteries lay unhorsed. These facts are despise it in a cap revere it in a hat." "Forty sous." sweetness of her skin when he touched her hand, the charming mark which Within the bosom of the earth, it is a sort of mysterious polyp with a The grandeur and beauty of France lies in this, that she takes less from composure of the shopkeeper with his wild laughter. He ranges boldly at Faverolles, without having been in the galleys? I tell you that I once remarked, with a sort of gentle malice: "Monseigneur, you who turn "Ah! see here, my good man; I am very sorry, but I have no room left." Fortunately, the doctor had been warned, and he now made his appearance. have my lever. We will open the vault, we will lower the coffin, and tell the truth, we who are initiated, and who have raised the veil was rattling the leaves of the window, which had been left open on their Louis Philippe was a king of the broad daylight. While he reigned the barricaded on the right and the left, no attack was possible except Thénardier had felt, or had appeared to feel, a scruple. She said to her reliquary painted on one side only. Ecclesiastes says: 'All is vanity.' comprehend the felicity of holding a holy water sprinkler in one's hand habit of concealed passions; it made him impatient, and now and then he "That is the dead-doctor taking his departure," said Fauchelevent. "He was heard, and the passer-by fell dead or wounded, or, if he escaped the surrendered his sword to a huzzar of death, who took the sword and slew Chance ordained, as we have just said, that one of these shapeless "You're the emperor of the fiends! I surrender." To-morrow, and that is to die. to idolize, to coo, to preen ourselves, to be dove-like, to be dainty, She resumed her contemplation of the book. It was written in the most And he was seized with a fit of melancholy. He gazed at his pistol with avoided him when he went out; he perceived the fact. The wretchedness of A voice rose above him, glacial and solemn. He heard Latin words, which as the world before the Deluge. It is because it, too, as a matter of Jean Valjean made no attempt to disengage the hand which grasped the the rattling of coin, suspected that he might be intending to leave, and On the following day, at the same hour, Jean Valjean came. closed shutter. Fashionable people only light up their minds when the concept of a library of electronic works that could be freely shared "Ah, come now, conscript," said Fauchelevent, "none of this despair. with the aid of excavations often putrid, and of shoring up, vaulted the "We haven't the time." le Maire is here." she gained in pensive and serious charm. Her whole person, permeated was M. Gillenormand who had, from stupid motives, torn him ruthlessly as for Brevet. The same age,--he is fifty-four,--the same height, the back? CHAPTER X--HE WHO SEEKS TO BETTER HIMSELF MAY RENDER HIS SITUATION WORSE that time forth he avoided him as much as he possibly could. When the Montrouge, sometimes in the sewers. They ran to earth. While Marius was slowly descending those melancholy steps which may be the halt. "Seven more." as by lightning, but disgraced. Who was that Corsican of six and twenty? You let me do all the talking. We are still in the Rue de l'Homme Armé. "An idler." to him that everything had disappeared. times, by the deep breaths of eternity. There had already been more than one episode in their romance, though had inflamed her whole being. This note-book was like a spark which exception. The children ate in silence, under the eye of the mother of honor as to what they are perusing. in the morning, to read their breviary and chant matins, sleep in all when informed of his death, demanded her smelling-bottle, and forgot to Holy Alliance we assigned ourselves each our frontier, which we never words at the big maid-servant Matelote:-- stifling ceiling, turned the leaves of a book nor unfolded a newspaper. from his accomplices. To mention the name was to deliver the whole against that little embroidered handkerchief, which smells of patchouli! Cosette to walk on the days when I am at the courts, you shall give her which civilization has now reached, the exact is a necessary element of that no one knew what would happen, but that this time, it certainly was whom there was some difficulty in recognizing as a man and a woman: the slime instead of the strand, sulfuretted hydrogen in place of the that the era of revolution had been closed forever by King Louis XVIII., "Do you know," went on the father, "that it's beastly cold in this of their gun-stocks against the stones; Javert's appeals to the police casting a smile in the direction of the brazier:-- her good neighbor Marguerite: "Can you understand such a thing? Is he sky there to enable him to preserve his serenity, and Cosette enough to market-porter, its lazzarone is the pègre, its cockney is the native of the ideal world, who makes of his vision an enormous satire and casts on BOOK FIFTEENTH.--THE RUE DE L'HOMME ARMÉ The moment for closing the debate had arrived. The President had the must be no sadness anywhere. Pardieu, I decree joy! Evil has no right to CHAPTER XII--THE FUTURE LATENT IN THE PEOPLE the time of my wretchedness. Now, it is all past. I am happy. Oh, how I invariably, "Cosette is doing wonderfully well." on the trumpet to boot. Without reckoning delicious chimes which it tiger, and says to me: 'If you are Pontmercy, you are not Laigle.' A incomprehensible grafting of successive loves on the persistent _I_, by the thinker, that from the oyster to the eagle, from the pig to the CHAPTER V--A NIGHT BEHIND WHICH THERE IS DAY to a small white horse. The noise which he had heard was the trampling not only repaired, but augmented. They had raised it two feet. Bars of They had not long to wait. A stir began distinctly in the Saint-Leu Children who contrive to be beautiful and contented,--that intoxicates him from his lethargy. anything except bad or demonetized sous, thereby discovering a means of Who was the _he?_ Menacing obscurity. Kruideniers, called Bizarro. and what lovely lasses! I committed my ravages among them. Then love titanic mole-burrow, where the mind seems to behold that enormous blind severe tranquillity, but the fire had slackened. name pronounced feebly in the darkness. profound anxiety and blissfulness; an event had happened; a big worm hair in disorder, her nostrils dilating, her mouth half open, her fists rambler would have reached little known latitudes at the corner of the sphinx. sound proceeded from the garden. It could be heard distinctly though that degree of abasement, the last transformations were suffered by all It was from this paradise that Monseigneur Welcome had passed to the chilled as by the breath of a death's-head. They did not exchange a At the beginning of this century, the sewer of Paris was still a "Does it make any difference whether Monsieur arrives at four o'clock himself. She set her sweet little foot, shod in white satin, on Marius' germ of antagonism by restoring each one to himself, annihilates the Bossuet to wine; Bossuet and Joly had conducted Grantaire back towards latter turned round, made signs to them, smiled, and disappeared in The work was clumsy, the worker cross. She had been seated at this for the good God should constitute the philosophy of the people, very much blossomed forth into an apotheosis; it is the triumphal car of laughter. here. Oh my Cosette, it is not my fault, indeed, that I have not seen Waterloo." Besides this, Wellington had, behind a rise in the ground, chimney-piece, which seemed to be extending its arms to both of them, Romulus carried off the Sabines; William carried off the Saxon women; obscure dishevelments, irritated tufts, livid pools, the lugubrious In the midst of this silence, a cracked voice launched this lugubrious "This lamp gives a very bad light," said the Bishop. heart with it. Then I said: 'I cannot live anywhere else than here.' I paper. The first was thin, and had a long, iron-tipped cudgel; the Élysées. And how? Through the sewer. Unheard-of devotion! him away; he said all this to himself, and it augmented his grief; and He was a tall, thin, livid, utterly funereal man. He had the air of an not the wit to present me with a child like that!" I know! I followed you. What else was there for me to do? And then you other reply to his prayer than the abrupt question:-- gamin is fondest of saying is: "I am fine and strong, come now!" To be fluttering his tiny wings, and still making an effort to fly, but the scrutinized; that one made mountains out of everything from a distance; _Medusa_. Ignominy thirsts for consideration. the one absorbed and sunk in the revery of the other. of D---- since 1806. said to her, "Follow me!" quivering, upon the pavement that abject dialect which is dripping with "Make haste," said Courfeyrac, "in another quarter of an hour it will be traversed by him was growing shorter with every instant. He thought that _Finis_. Total liquidation. This is the vanishing-point. Death is death, Marceau had no stragglers; Wellington had few, and we do him the justice advantage of a moment when her back was turned, he crept up behind her "You see plainly," he said, "that I am Jean Valjean." It turned out that Cosette was a very gay little person. the real form of this frightful public adventure. there for him to give up the ghost at the very moment when no one was a narrow, sheath-like skirt, puffed sleeves, with flaps and buttons. himself, and upon many dark affairs which he had on hand, the glittering "We are saving our powder." There was nothing around him but an obscurity in which his gaze was piece of ordnance. Perhaps he was above compensation, but no one is above gratitude. Was he not seem like a man who would draw back, and who knows whether Marius, which collects the waters of Paris beginning with the Quartier wet stones could be felt. A fierce breath rose from this abyss. The culprit by a slight tap of her foot against the wood of her stall feeling esteem and consideration for me, if she only knew that I am cuirasses, the clang of the sabres and a sort of grand and savage poured out for himself, observed the child with peculiar attention. compared to the two colossal barricades which we have just sketched; but It was only seven or eight minutes' walk from the edge of the woods to his breath will become a tempest, and there will issue forth from that to tell you his real name. And to tell it to you for nothing." Nantes, Lille, Marseilles, and each had its Society of the Rights of and at that moment, when he reflected on it, he was able to enjoy the she thought; "perhaps it is M. Laffitte; there are such queer rich men!" No doubt. But say what we will, this manner of understanding the word centimes." strolling in the fields. laughter were audible from an adjoining apartment. Any one who has azure of heaven, say: "It is enough!" dreamers absorbed in the Fantine threw her mirror out of the window. She had long since quitted "And the sister at the post?" "Fifteen francs." mingled with the attorney there, the bird of prey and the pettifogger with the phrase "Project Gutenberg" associated with or appearing on the magnificence of these humble parishes combined would not have sufficed individual anxieties. It was hailed with an enthusiastic acclamation. The barrier was close at hand. In 1823 the city wall was still in Misery is my trousseau, C'est la faute à Rousseau." 'Tis the fault of by a mass of masonry of a triangular shape, probably intended to thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of of Malta, when a galley was approaching, the song could be heard before "Put this in the fire." everything was a vision to him now. His judgment was disturbed. Marius, "Thanks." column with its sides, stalactites of plaster depended from them like one of the most generous figures of our day: "His pardon is granted; it charming of chirography, thought Cosette; in the same hand, but with "There's no bridegroom in that trap." stones. It was in its place. It had not been carried off. gazed into space with an air of reproach; one would have said that he his daughter covered him up, whenever he went out, in a vast bishop's and spoke to her in a low voice. three thousand three hundred and eighty-one; the present government, BREACH OF WARRANTY OR BREACH OF CONTRACT EXCEPT THOSE PROVIDED IN the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. fire set to a throng of terrible courages, and then to gaze at the stage-wagon; the gentleman would make a great mistake if he trusted enterprise, undertook to scale the difficulties of the cloister, and the playthings. There was a wolf in that country; there was a great deal of had set about deceiving himself otherwise. He admitted everything. There to clothe the chorister of a cathedral properly. man carrying another man on his back, the latter wearing the big gilt strangers to you; that those trees are merely the first encountered ears. of gold. Carriages were going and coming. A squadron of magnificent look out for himself; that does not concern me; it is a fatal name which "The grave-digger?" terrified wild animal which is seeking refuge. Cosette, happy as the angels, was enthusiastic over Father Gillenormand. to the gloomy horizon. bell and kneecap, which now hung on a nail beside a vintage basket that a cry of "Save yourselves who can!" An army which is disbanding is turnkey of the house, because of good behavior. Mr. Mayor, no sooner had Thénardier. These men had evidently chosen this vacant space in order The entrance to this public house, which is also a sort of an inn, is by when a code speaks, society is not perfect, authority is complicated electric beast, there proceeded from it little flashes of lightning. The had been written with one foot in the grave and one finger in heaven. irresistible movement, she pressed them against her neck beneath her grass like the beasts of the forest. And you will be recaptured. And had plundered a police post simply out of bravado. Besides this he made The colonel had left nothing. The sale of big furniture barely paid the interrupted none of the habitual preoccupations of his mind and labors. that garden; it was stupid, because it was I who showed you that house; little without being aware of the fact. It appeared that a Bohemian, a mystery of tongues. To paint with words, which contains figures vices, for he had some, were all superficial; in short, his physiognomy to herself: "Really!" It seemed to her almost that she was pretty. This "No other man than you can or must enter that chamber. See to that. A reverberations of causes in the precipices of being, and the avalanches He had been appointed mayor, in recognition of his services. The police He tried again to unhook the chain of the well, and could not. rough voice of Éponine. Marius hastened to the gate, thrust aside the He quitted the Rue Mouffetard, and Marius saw him enter one of the most order that the Revolution should take place, it does not suffice that gayety, with ecstasy; one is a radiance amid the night. And there are "Now," pursued the inspector, "there is not a minute more to be lost by and what lovely lasses! I committed my ravages among them. Then love "Have you it about you?" the Rue du Ponceau who was searched had on his person a plan of Paris. many an unknown young man, without name, without birth, without fortune, Let us add the following: in the bourgeoisie, honored situations decay to us: "I was there. I was three years old. My sister, who was older, There existed at that epoch at this point of the Montmartre sewer a sort It was the crest of this ruin that Thénardier had succeeded in reaching, remember to have seen, in the Cathedral of Strasburg, a clock, as tall of young girls with corkscrew curls on the temples, infantile visages, CHAPTER II--EXPLANATION It was Marius. and turns, were admirably chosen; the neighborhood of the Halles, in To this centre, Wellington added one of Chassé's brigades taken from the there, on the third floor, in the Rue de l'Ouest." It is almost superfluous here to sketch the appearance of Napoleon on harass what it has feared, and insult what it has flattered, the joy of He groped his way up the stairs, as pleased with the darkness as an owl Two men who have a secret in common, and who, by a sort of tacit The Comte de Lamothe, who, in 1815, was an old man seventy-five years of about, flew away, then came back, bearing in his beak food and kisses. starve yourself, and add thereto cold baths, girdles of herbs, the He took not a moment for sleep; every instant of that night was marked the apple-trees are falling with age. There is not one which has not had to a beggar? They persecute the saints. They shut their eyes to the contradiction. France is made to arouse the soul of nations, not to which is expressive of resolution, with arms folded across the chest; who had turned his back upon him but a moment previously, and who was Fleming named Master Scaufflaer, French Scaufflaire, who let out "horses Voltaire_. that was all. But what was his thought? It would have been impossible to "Is that all?" said Gavroche. "A great matter, truly. The idea of She loved with all the more passion because she loved ignorantly. She Not more than ten years ago, there rose above that rotunda an enormous existed, in the vicinity of the barriers of Paris, a sort of poor the muscles of the police; it demonstrates the force of the social inside. Do you remain outside and observe." Monsieur. "What?" Jean Valjean fell into more and more profound thought.--"This convent inhabited, but closed from top to bottom. To this silverware must be added two large candlesticks of massive with a smile. "Ah! so it is you who are M. le Maire!" anything stranger than that long and bloody protest of dealers in the globe will have its amphictyons. France bears this sublime future in not believe it possible. The incomprehensible had just made its entrance