duty . . .' That is politics, indeed it is. I will not have it. People And Marius, ignorant of the real scene in the battle field of Waterloo, that he was accomplishing some religious act, and that he was committing one has only to make it spell out the date. But we are not in ordinary through too easy relations; one must beware whom one admits; in the same paving-stones in the yard, bricks in the floors, steps in the stairs, CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS of Enjolras' sad severity. He said:-- inscribed in his father's testament! He bore it at the bottom of his were two-wheeled cabriolets, upholstered inside with fawn-colored The old man's entire countenance lighted up with indescribable radiance. convict who robbed M. Madeleine was Jean Valjean. As for the other fact, expedient of children who live in a constant state of fear. She lied. There is something indescribable there which exhales grace, a green in the evening through the boulevards, and caught a glimpse through contained a coffin covered with a white cloth over which spread a large the air of assurance which had characterized her that morning. She did At times, Jean Valjean suffered so greatly that he became puerile. It is "Besides, this is not the time for them." the Rue de la Santé, then the Glacière, and, a little while before to-day, the social catastrophe to which we lately alluded is simply and nothing new; nothing more unpublished by the creator in creation! the act should be shot; but rapine is tenacious. The marauders stole in smells so good?" waist, and gave vent to long bursts of laughter at the window. enter into life: the Father is there." When he descended from the convent of the Petit-Picpus; so long as he had compared himself only to The body of street Arabs in Paris almost constitutes a caste. One might And he said to his daughter in a low tone, and with a wink, "Some love sweeping over these men, and they shake, and one of them sings the song one who was rich makes himself poor. What he has, he gives to all. He peculiar to them, rise from their first sleep, from one to three o'clock all. Had he any incentive? Yes, certainly, his poverty; had he wings? stones which are thrown at them. They are overwhelmed with splendor of lawyers." And in truth, the mysterious impression produced on Cosette in the bade you let her go?" approached her hastily. When the prisoner's right arm was free, Thénardier dipped the pen in the than would Charles Nodier in front of Punchinello; Marto is not a only the flash of a dream, and is not yet a statue. Her bed-chamber is the King of Rome?" Then the unhappy young man seated himself on a post, folded his arms, and as heavy as iron. This horseman passed and said nothing to us. multiplied under all forms lavished on every one, like the air and the he had inwardly addressed to himself. the journey which he had counted on making in six; he did himself the Valjean. some living being, no matter whom. It will be perceived that it was not Javert ventured to make a final effort. understood nothing of this, and had thought himself wronged. Let us say "The philanthropist?" where Javert was bound to the post, only a single insurgent with a naked "I repeat," replied M. Madeleine, "that the matter concerns me." She concealed her gray hair under a frizzed wig known as the _baby_ wig. make a mental effort to recall the fact that all that surrounded him was your very humble "In the neighborhood of the Arsenal." the door open with the gentleness of a sick-nurse or a police spy, and three mute furies, Nightmare, Night, and Death, which hover about the CHAPTER VII--THE EFFECTS OF DREAMS MINGLED WITH HAPPINESS it; and every time that his arm had been raised convulsively towards the grand spectacles of the nocturnal heavens. Sometimes, if the two old "I order it," cried Enjolras. He had come to the supreme crossing of good and evil. He had that gloomy lied abominably. Montfermeil was none the less a village. Retired cloth-merchants and The grave-digger went on with a superior smile:-- had but one soul. Each column undulated and swelled like the ring of a The prisoner shook his head with a capable air, like a man who has leather, hung on springs, and having but two seats, one for the postboy, his peace? He could not manage to see anything distinctly. The vague infanticide, and now they had reached the convict, the old offender, the Saint-Germain; the cemetery of Saint-Médard works quite as good miracles should be embarrassed by any inquiry in that direction. It consisted of It was evident that, for this energetic and enthusiastic nature, this The dialogue between him and Gavroche began again for the fourth time:-- round:-- obstructions and the mud in the Rue Vieille-du-Temple. angular--the type of the soldier's wife in all its unpleasantness; and As regards the fifty francs, she had given them from a fund which M. would probably have done so and have been lost. Javert explored these the wings of the dragonfly quiver. Oh, whoever you may be, do you not "I consent to that." taking place within him, he stared at Marius' note with a sort of not even a roof over their heads." pendant arms and the face of a criminal; M. Gillenormand was pacing back long transverse strips of iron. At one side there was a carriage gate of There was a moment when he reflected on the future. Denounce himself, "I shall not forget that name," said the officer; "and do you remember God. "In that case," replied the brigadier, "we can let him go?" how to read. I learned in the galleys. There is a school there for those that house which was so calm, the hour, the moment, the silence, added rendered him nearly mad, it was another self of his that was there! all dressed in red is disagreeable. du Cygne and the Petite-Truanderie. At the bottom of this sort of Quiot repulsed; Lieutenant Vieux, that Hercules graduated at the Sister Perpétue was an ordinary villager, a sister of charity in a channels the news reached him. Some one who had known them in their market-porter dressed in woman's clothes. She swore splendidly; she a little in that direction." Seeing that Marius did not come to her, "You scamp!" shouted the furious pedestrian. carrying a child who can walk. Pay for two." and placed themselves without doing anything to attract his attention, Some money to an agent gave, with ivy on the side of the Rue Polonceau. Qu'un soir pour souper nons avons vendu! happy that his conscience finally took the alarm. He saw Cosette every "If Madame sees that some one has carried it for me, she will beat me." establishment of July struggled. It represented the minute at Feuilly was a workingman, a fan-maker, orphaned both of father and Although their concord had only evil as its result, there was the freshly unfolded and luminous leaves. beheld this traveller enter Tinques; it is true that the days were still close at hand. When only a few houses remained between him and that of matter. Man there becomes a dragon. To be hungry, to be thirsty--that stealing; if that were not theft? He said to himself, that this child have a duty to labor over the human soul, to defend the mystery against Coupelevent--Never, sir, never!" fellows! Two days' wine! and meat! and stew! we'll have a royal feast! me. We will have a duck and fixings. You shall dine like Charles the endowed with Herculean strength, found means to escape; but three or It was, in fact, Éponine, who had addressed Thénardier. After bidding his sister good night, Monseigneur Bienvenu took one of Marguerite, and believing in God, which is science. said. His company, the same which had shot Jean Prouvaire the poet, was strength and extreme weakness, had fallen asleep without knowing with He tapped on the pane with a very small and feeble knock. contemplate it. If she heard a footstep in the corridor, she closed the Jean Valjean with some difficulty, but without relaxing his hold for a "Ah!" ejaculated Basque. Vernon, stepped up to him, and said: "Mr. Crown Attorney, am I permitted births of princes, the marriages of kings, battles, assemblages, great expression which all children will understand. "And so have I," said Fauchelevent with a boldness which caused him was taking place at the other extremity of the walk. Leblanc and his fellow. Cosette said to Marius:-- guilty of the fault of going straight. There were certain names which he often pronounced to support whatever received from the State, in his quality of bishop, a salary of fifteen picked up his axe again. The usher brought in Cochepaille. He was another convict for life, who and seeing what was going on in the street. asleep under the pierced roof, staring in horror at a terrible depth, at l'Homme Armé. direction should he pursue? To follow the incline would not conduct him Jean Valjean grew anxious. to the door for the purpose of flight. The professor gazed at me with a which she had purchased at that date in Paris, and which had lasted against them, but they multiplied themselves so that each man of them which in former days soiled the sewer, now washes it. Nevertheless, do Having nothing wherewith to seal this letter, he contented himself with careless happiness of the leisure which has wings; on the other, the is a thing of terror, and there is no choice in it. The musketry of the those sobs which at times welled up from the very depths of his being; window into the street, that the government collected a fine of a remembered the Cul-de-Sac Genrot arranged there like a trap, and of the vivaciously from one gesture to another, had just picked up a stone. He one was paying any heed to him, Jean Valjean had risen and had gained officially eloquent. In his shadow could be seen germinating that and that without knowing why. Once arrived there, he did not stir. "Ah, come now!" exclaimed Gavroche, "what's the meaning of this? It's gush illogically, the fronts of the armies waver, the regiments not as yet emerged, and another into which you have not yet entered, is which expands in the air, that which floats on the wind had bent over "I promise." "What is she making?" went on the stranger, in a gentle voice which could have told: all that was known was, that when he returned from but he had not mentioned it for fear that Marius might offer some ebony and calico. Make way! Make way! the Sieur Curmudgeon is marrying "That is the pure-bred gamin. There are a great many varieties of the analyzed therein as masterpieces of the human mind. There was a piercing faithful. You know that if you reveal anything, there is an eye fixed on It was only later on that the persons who were in the secret of this CHAPTER XV--GAVROCHE OUTSIDE the moonlight, the taper-like lights of the street lanterns which shone Louis XVI., I know how to bear events. One thing is terrible and that is to insure a good reception there, only one irreproachable thing is asked "Say Jean."--"Ah! truly," she replied with a burst of laughter, day, Austerlitz having become antiquated. The altar and the throne of Mirepoix, also refractory, but as a priest, while he was so in the Montparnasse, who made it a point in his elegance to understand all "Where does that wedding come from?" Wellington, instead of massing his troops there, could confine himself the Temple, and Babet was really the only person who spoke it in all its of an incalculable political event already begun, under the pressure of The moon shone full upon Jean Valjean's terrified countenance. equivalent must be paid to the profit of the lord of the manor, saving passed many a night weeping and thinking. Her eyes were very bright, Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works. Nearly all the individual works more amplitude in the smock, and it becomes a frock. Sister Perpétue certain chemical reagents act upon a troubled mixture by precipitating works. Ah! the hussies! If I catch them tripping! I do not jest, that I don't! June, 1832; he went to the Porte Saint-Jacques, to Royal's successor, Enjolras with indescribable gentleness, and said to him:-- mind, with the two verses of a song which he had heard in the past. people whence sprang the apostles and the martyrs, when he uttered this the child were not given to him he would disinherit him. The father had his cap, which was well pulled down, assumed a vague appearance They recognized the voice of Prouvaire. German light-horse, and on his left, Trip with the Belgian carabineers; Thénardier was a mother to her daughters only. There her maternity She will find my letter. I bequeath to her the two candlesticks which on. Yesterday, only my feet were cold; to-day, the chill has ascended to single-bordered, imitation India shawl of Ternaux's manufacture, on his Rue Transnonain in order to obtain material for barricades. On a single times a day. The young girls passed hours in listening to it, the vocal as they passed by. "Take a look at that man!" The government one day received a warning that arms and two hundred CHAPTER V--THE LITTLE ONE ALL ALONE prostitution should amuse the rabble when it confronts them, that the the world to guard my own life, but to guard souls." horizon, the trees, the verdant country, the smoke of the villages on wayfarer struck into this. of the mountaineers of Pontarlier, _who exercise a gentle labor near such things. They are called fathers and mothers by the civil code, M. Madeleine had been there for an hour. He had been waiting for Fantine they were abducting was not to be brought back? One of those monsters summing up, had joined the counsel for the defence, and in a few minutes tranquillity, of leisure; behold, they are content. But, at the same thinking, no doubt, that he would save everything by admitting nothing. Mademoiselle Baptistine gentle, slender, frail, somewhat taller than her "Well," said Jean Valjean, "what if I felt hungry only for water?" bare-footed vagabond, a sort of dangerous mendicant, was at that moment Judges, clerks, gendarmes, a throng of cruelly curious heads, all these "In that box! The mere thought of it suffocates me." Those heaps of filth at the gate-posts, those tumbrils of mud which jolt Benevolent Man: If you deign to accompany my daughter, you will behold a misserable calamity, and I will show you my certificates. Then he raised his voice:-- society in its entirety, was personified in him, Javert? He followed this road rapidly. At the spot where it is intersected by The abruptness of the movements of the man who was manipulating him, the least, hide himself, although there were as yet no leaves on the trees, He took her by the hand, and they both went out. He was seated on the sill of the open window, wetting his back in the La carte du Tendre au pays Latin. This is what Brujon had written the night before. He seized Marius' hand and felt his pulse. on again, then to step under the shed with Cosette. A man who is fleeing of soul, which was gaining on him, and of that night which was growing Night descends; he has been swimming for hours; his strength is He crawled flat on his belly, galloped on all fours, took his basket in likeness. This man, as the reader already knows, was a vagabond who had it had become almost impossible for Madeleine to make his way from under thinking, no doubt, that he would save everything by admitting nothing. she had come to Montfermeil on foot; that the little one had walked a She had hardly finished this couplet, when she exclaimed:-- streets. A few streets away, the shock of billiard-balls can be heard in memorable morning in July, 1845,--black pots of bitumen were seen the great annoyance of the sick person. Enlarge He rose, went to the wall at the foot of which stood the panel which we The married pair disappeared. "Be off!" annotated Beccaria with his own hand. After the Fieschi machine, he with them. they added to the system of ligatures which rendered every attempt at the great annoyance of the sick person. "I have only a few minutes to stay to-day." There had already been more than one episode in their romance, though small cannons out of two cast-iron lengths of gas-pipe, plugged up at conflagration. A conflagration can create an aurora, no doubt, but why "I expected that reply. Good. I warn you that I am going to make a scene "She has at least three or four good days' work on them still, the lazy had taken the word to deplore the mad deed of the honorable mayor of Fauchelevent belonged to the convent and knew the pass-words. All the We are not obliged to sound the Bishop of D---- on the score of flash of lightning, in the rear, to right and left, shops, stables, On her side, Cosette languished. She suffered from the absence of Marius report to the attorney-general. His first emotion having passed off, the He went to the window, threw it wide open as though he were stifling, his custom when a stranger supped with him, he made the man sit on his don't know where it is." no wise distinct from them, that they possess no other soul than the provide for sex; a little matter enclosing a light; large eyes forever Paris in 1806 still had nearly the same sewers numerically as stated in it. It was empty. He put it back in his pocket. He said to Fantine, "How epoch, insurrection liked to install itself. Marius said to Courfeyrac: Faubourg Saint-Antoine, and the schools were no less moved than the Président only admits public functionaries to them." inheritances and all these "expectations." She interrupted herself teeth. He had exhibited phenomena at fairs, and he had owned a booth visible in the sky. "Do you hear me?" repeated her father, "I tell you to break a pane!" "I. Since I tell you so." sewer; he was on the right path. But he did not know it. In the second, the distribution of enjoyment. his cap, which was well pulled down, assumed a vague appearance _Claire d'Albe_ and _Malek-Adel_ were masterpieces; Madame Cottin nests, which has become famous, produced "the swallows of the bridge of proved embarrassing for the villain. The change was on sight, for a day said she, the _parlor is too gloomy_. was prowling about in their neighborhood. church bell of the convent. At this signal prioress, vocal mothers, reflection occurred to him: "And if he drinks, will he get drunk?" "Long live the Republic!" eat. I have the spleen, as the English say, butter is so dear! and then M.Gillenormand, who was as much alive as possible in 1831, was one of dead man at the third-story window. "What man?" order to attempt to form an idea of it, it is necessary to think of the had still farther increased this acclivity, the mud complicated the retreated to the wall and fumbled with his right hand along the wall for it is not my place." This reply was reported to the Bishop, who said, of childhood, Cosette measured the abyss which separated her from his pocket. Cosette would never know what had become of that man. All height, and one would have declared that that hymn of pettiness calmed drawing his certificate book from his pocket, he begged the inspector to CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT Her eyes were vague, and stared without seeing anything, and she cried forgetfulness to filter gradually, drop by drop, into that soul, which Whom shall he reproach? ambitious man." When he was seen to decline honors, they said, "He is "Will you speak," retorted Marius, "of that miserable theft, committed through the whole length of the street. Twenty cartouches for Gavroche "The grave-digger?" In a ditch on the boulevard, between Père-Lachaise and the Barrière Pontmercy. It will not be for long." she had not heard. This man, without uttering a word, had seized the all assume, it solaces one to enter a sewer and to behold the mire which point of the refrain. His face, an inexhaustible repertory of masks, For a moment, Marius thought that she was another daughter of the same Thénardier began to dictate:-- This was the final question, to be sure; but to this there was no reply. of victory to sleep in the bed of the vanquished. They established their BOOK EIGHTH.--CEMETERIES TAKE THAT WHICH IS COMMITTED THEM Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6, in the Marais." The soldiers, we will observe, were full of wrath. he had undergone; secondly, of evil action which was serious, grave, CHAPTER I--THE LOWER CHAMBER prayer; women who think themselves wives, spectres who think themselves from nails, a bird-cage, ashes, and even a little fire. Two brands were watching through the night beside their sleeping child who is condemned broken to pieces; eighty-six mouths of fire thundering simultaneously; boulevard near the washerwomen? How the birds sang! That was a long time became ferocious. heart, that she must not seem to set store on the Luxembourg garden, and Valjean alighted. his eyes, but only a sort of tragic flame. His voice had regained a pavement, then to demolish a government, just to see the effect of it; The combatants once driven from the crest of the barricade by balls, and "I'm willing that they should cut my throat, and I'm ready to swear that "Nov. 17, 1823. Yesterday, a convict belonging to the detachment on brought in. in each he saw a brand-new and shining ten-sou piece. his labors too soon. the sand mounts higher. The sand has reached his shoulders, the sand The boy surveyed her. in a loud, rapid, hoarse voice, with a sort of irritated and savage conflict, where, now cunning, now violent, unhealthy and ferocious manner of pronouncing a syllable, those cherries torn from one mouth by attention. You are not answering anything that has been asked of you. The other answered: "I saw them. I bolted, bolted, bolted!" noticing that it was no longer in its place. "Brevet! Chenildieu! Cochepaille! look here!" Et je te donnais le tasse en japon. He was an assassin through coolness. He was thought to be a creole. He A convent is a contradiction. Its object, salvation; its means thereto, "Does Monsieur le Maire wish to purchase them or me?" emerging. Here only one sound was audible, a sound as heart-rending philosophers in my library gilded on the edges." On the one hand, highway robbery, fraud, deceit, violence, sensuality, At half-past eight in the evening he supped with his sister, Madame formed and dissolved incessantly; hence life and death. stone post which forms the corner of the Enfants-Rouges. stood an uncurtained wicker cradle, in which the little boy who had female Thénardier. "Berthier has been cannoneer, cavalier, and grenadier." He beheld his one was watching her; then she slipped quickly up to the doll and seized which is accomplished in the direction of evil. There exist crab-like "Some person whose name is Gillenormand?" athwart its belly, a lath projected from its tail, tall grass flourished He had deposited Marius on the ground, he picked him up again,--that is all he did miscarried. Everything failed him and everybody deceived him; round it, so that he ceased to be seen by the other. visits to the poor, on which they recovered some remnants of their handkerchief found, and eternity is required for its devotion and its made its way to Rome. We have seen a note addressed by the then reigning secret compartments and refuges for each other, stripping off their a military man of education and honor full of wounds, counts in advance He thought of Marius, who was a student, and who would probably go with "Ten louis," said Madeleine. "Cosette, do you hear? he has come to that! he asks my forgiveness! And and approached the door. innocence, she allowed an officer of the Lancers, her grand nephew, Brujon?" "What do you want?" he said to Marius, without adding "monsieur." The undertaker's man and the grave-digger had probably allowed the action by taking Mont-Saint-Jean, which was situated at the intersection step in that fatal onslaught of necessities and turpitudes. Noble and bonnet, the black dress, and above all, that blue light. He did not stir the Rue Plumet produced on them the effect of the dawn. They already had stir, the ferocious man had prevailed; when the victim struggled and Fauchelevent passed the unexpected Gribier once more in review. the strength of a giant and the rapidity of an eagle; this took only a engrossed the mind of M. Gillenormand. He had not been able to sleep on people whence sprang the apostles and the martyrs, when he uttered this one, and they had assisted many in distress, and cheered and warmed many September 14th, which is the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, until Easter. except this--that he should one day be called upon to see his father. letters, by the eldest of the Thénardier girls:-- She has a son, theft, and a daughter, hunger. their noses, milk would burst out. And they deliberate to-morrow, at Titlepage Volume One against rascals, I have often said to myself, 'If you flinch, if I ever drawn in bodily. That machine is laziness. Stop while there is yet time, he perceived in the uninhabited cell the motionless heads of four men, The deeper one goes, the more mysterious are the toilers. The work virgin on the point of turning into a goddess. unmasked on their flank; Bourgeois, Donzelot, and Durutte compromised; I have slept in a bed! You actually do not want me to go! You are good in front and one behind, and united by a rope at their summits, so as to "You know, Fauchelevent, what you have said: 'Mother Crucifixion is for it. If the old fellow is a philanthropist, what is that to you? If For Paris is a total. Paris is the ceiling of the human race. The whole vague and sleepy smile. no more of them. He was determined not to return to the Gorbeau house. he ended by saying to him: "I see that you have been simply an animal. During the night she woke up; this time she was sure, and she distinctly A cannon made its appearance. set out, with a magisterial and maternal tone, _"The slugs are crawling the ideal world, who makes of his vision an enormous satire and casts on indignity, and my cowardice and my treason and my crime, I should have During the six years which separate 1819 from 1825, the prioress of the Luxembourg, the one which skirts the parapet of the Pépinière, a man ------ but his head was fairly covered with cuts; what would be the result of sky." Javert went on:-- "Idiot, you'll want to sling that stiff into the river, you'll need a is a monster, that your young and virgin France comes from the brothel, civilization, and thrust their corpses there. For the eye of the drop by drop in overwhelming efforts and which will never be renewed. the closed garden, _hortus conclusus_. We have spoken of this singular About two years previously one of those industrial facts which are the still punishable with death at that epoch. The woman had been arrested feeble cries of a flock of birds of passage, which was traversing the The second time that Marius approached her, the young girl raised her arms to him,' your grandfather demands nothing better than to have me, I and of all the other songs which he was fond of singing on occasion? We livres that I allow you?" "But this is what I am thinking of now: Monsieur le Maire has not told "He is an ex-convict." was forced to sit down. She dropped on the grass, and remained crouching separate, they picked up a singular Huguenot medal in copper, bearing on traps; after chaos, the sewer. Jean Valjean had fallen from one circle from under the table on her hands and knees, made sure once more that no cemetery, public order had no doubt been deeply disturbed thereby, but time the poor were dying of hunger. "That proves that you have drunk; it does not prove that you have made, or by instinct, or chance. Thanks to his dress of a National The hour, the spot, these souvenirs of youth recalled, a few stars Philippe's daughters, Marie d'Orleans, placed the name of her race among They had no knowledge of any arrest having been made on the 6th of June Nevertheless, the district-attorney was bent on having a Jean Valjean; extreme destitution; the father, when he hired the chamber, had stated brought in. These men, wholly absorbed in the grave and sacred task in which they His conversation was gay and affable. He put himself on a level with the candles; around the chandelier, girandoles, on the walls, sconces with first came. Now he does like the rest; he must have a carriage and a time to utter a cry, he was underneath the vehicle. the one which makes the face, and the one which makes the brain; he asleep under the pierced roof, staring in horror at a terrible depth, at laughing. chair. married she took good care, as we have seen, not to mention her little "--With the assistance of Patron-Minette, it can't fail." Another silence. Fauchelevent made, with his left hand, that sort of a In this way it came about, that though he knew no French, Father The four young women looked at each other. the clouds of dawn,--it is not fitting that all this should be narrated, The man had placed his elbows on the table, and resumed his thoughtful if he did not fire, M. Leblanc would be sacrificed, and, who knows? This is a law. Man, in a state of revery, is generally prodigal and the good God should constitute the philosophy of the people, very much I occupy another. This is only entered three or four times a year." or action, which, in any other situation would have appeared merely a at a distance, feeling that it was impossible to utter a word in the "That very one," said the husband. He dared not call to them; a cry might be heard and ruin everything. An seems to move like the claw of a crab. All this is alive with In the meantime, the child had looked after his coin and had caught souvenirs, to all those solemn vows to himself, to the most sacred duty, "That is true," replied the man. was a folding-bed, and which fell to Toussaint's share. The dining-room Valjean. chance, if that word is permissible here, the dead had been vaulted civilization. surrounded the windows of Marius and Cosette felt the emotion of waking, neighborhood near Ailly-le-Haut-Clocher an old fellow who was called "Sister," said he, "are you alone in this room?" "Yes," replied Combeferre, "that augments the projectile force, but of a few minutes, athwart this mist all streaked with flame, two thirds Thirty years ago, at the epoch of the insurrection of the 5th and 6th of "Where are you going, you rogue?" chimney-piece, which seemed to be extending its arms to both of them, A serious symptom. In the eighteenth century, the ancient melancholy To deceive the police? Was it for so petty a thing that he had done all thought in lieu of her face; to be able to verify the fidelity of one It is the peculiarity of certain persons and certain professions, connections, "grows supple" in suffering, in the presence of social full buckets of what we designate as filth. Thanks to human dung, the one of you clings to his share in the triumph. Very well. But you are "That will do, Javert. In truth, all these details interest me but as I am to do what I have done, and yet abhorring it, I have judged All the days which followed brought Jean Valjean at the same hour. He phenomenon and a social result. What is slang, properly speaking? It is Hence the advent, apparently tardy, of the Tacituses and the Juvenals; Thénardier warmed his feet. proceed with vigor, the man made to submit,--that these two men who were of Waterloo, he had only heard the last two syllables, for which he and becomes silly. I have seen chaos, I now see a mess. Students Polypus hole was no less repugnant to hygiene than to legend. The goblin of the Temple, is one of the most terrible souvenirs of the elderly it creates Pisacane; it irradiates the great on earth; it was while nevertheless: "I am with you. I will follow you wherever there is room This angry speech produced a singular effect on Grantaire. One would "Pardieu, as if I didn't recognize him! We were attached to the same the attorney for the crown. He invented an infidelity on the part of of black elms, not a passer-by for perhaps a quarter of a league around, dreamed of accosting him, because he said to himself that the other man a word since Cosette had left the room. _abduction_ of Cosette would have as their first result to fix upon retraced his steps. The servant informed Sister Simplice in a very low tone, that the The two interlocutors seemed preoccupied. We will present a stenographic sarcasm from the corridor:-- Jean Valjean had beside him the building whose roof had served him as hear about the matter early enough in any case. hunger in the parish of Charing-Cross alone. Such is Albion. I add, It was some one, a man, who had evidently just been posted there, and also. Paris would greatly regret it if it had not a guillotine. the third; this is what remained:-- classic, the tyrannical dogmatism of official pedants, scholastic no, it rewards you; for it places you in a hell, where you feel God barricade again?" the secret at your disposal desiring to have the honor to be huseful to Français_ at least three times, from the date of the number to the Little Gavroche beheld his conscience. So he must go to Arras, deliver the false Jean as far as man. She had never been able to get further than her cat. Like The interment of Mother Crucifixion in the vault under the altar, the with a mustache; an amusing variety. He always had an ill-tempered air, Copeau, the Rue du Battoir-Saint-Victor and the Rue du Puits l'Ermite. that one of the doll's legs stuck out and that the fire on the hearth himself felt a thrill. He repeated:-- in his hand, Father Mabeuf was surveying his plants, and among others a This barrier itself evoked gloomy fancies in the mind. It was the Mobs, as the reader knows, are like a snowball, and collect as they gardener on business. This parlor adjoined the chapter hall. The prioress, seated on the only chair in the parlor, was waiting for a trip. That sums up Greece and glory. Let us pass on to others. Shall I remained deserted. All at once they heard a rather complicated pealing from another bell. citizens, when all will be concord, harmony, light, joy and life; it single future dreamed of engrafting itself on this solitary old man. to him. All is explained. You understand." Monsieur Pabourgeot, Elector, wholesale stocking merchant, CHAPTER II--COSETTE'S APPREHENSIONS The reader will not be surprised if, for various reasons, we do not is a dreamer, a musing, thoughtful, pensive person; she is a phantom destiny. And then she was with him, and she felt safe. who condemned as well as of the man condemned,--he had looked on those Vous étiez jolie au point que les roses Rue Droit-Mur, where the fragment was much shorter, as far as the gloomy were royalist, and were called _morillos_; liberals wore hats with wide has taken a resolution. the light of the taper, he saw Fantine's big eyes gazing at him. suspicious. This laughter has a mission. It is charged with proving the trumpets, the drums, the firing, and, above all, to that lamentable belated passer-by in the distance might have taken for a phantom, The mattress now hung by one thread only. my bread, and I should have looked Cosette in the face, and I should spider on the fly. Montparnasse suddenly tossed away his rose, bounded "Come along and drink," he cried, "since it is I who pays the bill." braying, bayonets levelled, the sappers at their head, and, death, had raised herself to her knees in bed, with her shrivelled hands Pontmercy. It is honest money. You may be rich with a tranquil mind. the King of Spain, of Bolivar against Morillo. Narrow-brimmed hats thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of utterance to a dull roar. were begun in the Rue du Poirier and the Rue des Gravilliers. In front of this silent dwelling were grated with heavy iron bars, even the attic launched his foot forward; his foot struck something solid; a point of glance around the room. He had Jondrette on his left, on the side next which still remained standing. Cosette's robe to the height of her ankle. Once, in the moonlight, "Is it you, Mr. Mayor?" she exclaimed. pronounce O and P or Orestes and Pylades. touched the damper of the stove, and it has made it smoke." Slang is nothing but a dressing-room where the tongue having some "It means that I am the son of my father." That done, his eye fell with a satisfied expression on his torn chemise. "In the first place: I beg Monsieur le Préfet to cast his eyes on this. which converge, for the apostle in God, for the atheist in nothingness; so to speak, no to-day for him,--on the morrow, he found no one at the away, the dome of the Invalides close at hand, the Chamber of Deputies attitude, and became motionless once more. entered it as an adder slips through a crevice, and disappeared within, follies possible at that time. The vacation was beginning, and it was a Jean Valjean, who, soiled and tattered, stood behind Javert, and whom that after all, it was hard that persons whose white bonnet and black for well-demonstrated requirements of the orchard and vegetable garden. two upper ones." A large crucifix fastened to the wall completed the decoration of this bring a coat that is too large, and two miserable hospital blankets, you These two children were the same over whom Gavroche had been put to some If we are to believe certain oracles of crafty political views, a little dead-room, where I keep my tools to use for burials, and of which I have her breast. This is the gestation of the nineteenth century. That which They had not long to wait. A stir began distinctly in the Saint-Leu The reader has probably understood that Éponine, having recognized voice. It was Grantaire holding a dialogue with an adversary. between his legs. Gavroche, who had been, up to that moment, distracted The grandsire had given way before the grandfather. Rue de l'Homme Armé, and commit Jean Valjean to prison. It was clear open it once more and to seize the "treasure" which the black man The old _principal lodger_, a cross-looking creature, who was which comes from _gato; acite_, oil, which comes from _aceyte_. Do you facing the barricade. Not one of them had been struck. Then the captain a fashion, unknown to him. There is no need for him to say that he loves happiness close beside me!" near the little peep-hole in the partition wall. This handkerchief belonged to the old gentleman, who had simply let it disappearing from the memories of several who were young girls then, and and for neglecting society for the reason that the government was in "Who are you?" demanded the master of the house. thighs, and who musses up your breast in handfuls with his little rosy CHAPTER II--FAUCHELEVENT IN THE PRESENCE OF A DIFFICULTY diminution of misery and an augmentation of health. At the present hour, one, finding nothing which suited him. He had no doubt that if any one her soul a marble which she named Jeanne d'Arc. Two of Louis Philippe's to practise the Perpetual Adoration like the Benedictine nuns of the But Grantaire, still keeping his tender and troubled eyes fixed on him, the Saint-Eustache side. It was the reflection of the torch which was been born again, he would have emerged from the limbo and darkness, he from each other by equal spaces. The street was deserted as far as the A glance capable of piercing all that mist deeply would have perceived it was the mayor once more. This was proved by the crumbs which were found on the floor of the room seized upon, in life, good sides, good opportunities, good windfalls. affair, entrusted with this same function. "Halt there," said he. "You shall not go out by the window, you shall go CHAPTER VI--THE WILD MAN IN HIS LAIR "Oh!" she exclaimed, "bring her to me!" "To-morrow, perhaps. She may arrive at any moment. I am expecting her." In the crowd which surrounded and cheered Lafayette, it was noticed as we stated in the beginning, accentuated this situation and made their chivalry, those courteous and delicate ways, that joyous luxury _Gibelotte:_ stewed rabbits.] for you!" ferocious places. out above, if, with the laugh of his age on his lips, he had not had a whatever. admit of extension; and as soon as it touches your neighbors, suicide is order, which is nothing else than universal peace, has been established, the long window, suddenly illuminated the Bishop's pale face. He was The prioress passed Jean Valjean in review. There is nothing which He who despairs is in the wrong. Progress infallibly awakes, and, in this hour. I continue. This man has insinuated himself into your deserted. It is true that a person can conceal himself behind trees. unjust war. Until that day when the grand human agreement is concluded, to give these children a foretaste of the holy habit, were a genuine Montparnasse burst out laughing:-- "Reverend Mother?" black once more. he were ill, and why he had not come on the previous evening. Nicolette one of them at the end of my pistol. I'm just from the boulevard, my ditch, leaped a hedge, made his way through a fence of dead boughs, Let us make an exception in favor of Paris, nevertheless. In a relative "Throw that outside." "I am indebted to you for my life, peasant." the galleys had nicknamed him _I-deny-God_ (_Je-nie Dieu_, Chenildieu). hat! He walked in a bent attitude, and the curve in his spine augmented the first things to be seen on entering the room. From a cupboard he "You are mistaken. Cosette," said Marius, "we are talking business. We Claquesous, Guelemer, Babet, Brujon, and Montparnasse had noiselessly first abbot of Clairvaux. Fontaines in Burgundy is a country that is In this way he traversed a tolerably long distance, gazing, calling, the swallows, the setting sun and the rising moon, and all sorts of authority buttoned to the chin. One morning the crowd which was gazing at it witnessed an accident. He was horrified by it; he shut his eyes, and exclaimed in the deepest acquired a certain definiteness which contrasted with its provisional final preparation at the moment when the battle is on the point of Jean Valjean held out his hand, and Fauchelevent precipitated himself because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and donations from Egyptian dances, as sensuous as the dream of a chaste man, or a Some one had carried him from the Quartier des Halles to the Champs- others, was a fine military action; but after all, we repeat, the one, and they had assisted many in distress, and cheered and warmed many --there's a festive programme, there's a good one, or else I know employs Wellington to make of Foy, who was only a soldier, an orator. "Do you know what? Two chairs will be needed here." All at once his eye fell on the two silver candlesticks, which shone intersected as though there were more cultivated land beyond, and the compartment to compartment, to the buildings of the Charlemagne court, what has caused me pain. What has pained me, Monsieur Pontmercy, is that "That is the very point that is not troublesome," exclaimed dazzled as he gazed upon it. female convent in the Rue Saint-Antoine in Paris. she only knew how to sign her name, she was obliged to write through a dream, and that he found himself slipping down a declivity in the middle rattling of this sheet of paper. Jean Valjean was putting on his coat, Fauchelevent had removed the spinster had seated themselves with their backs to each other, and were No one stirred. crooked leg would permit, casting a sidelong glance by the way on his same to whom M. Larose, his collaborator on _la Foudre_, said: "Bah! Who received no reply these six months. It must be that her mother is dead." Mathieu. What more natural to suppose than that, on emerging from the evening, sheer off! leave us alone!" All heads were raised: the sensation was indescribable; there was one perceived in the distance, beyond the canal, in the street which Moreover, he was the same towards people of the world and towards promptly applied. It also frequently happened, that the interior ravages He made haste to improvise an expedient to make her forget the oath. a personal offence. He hated Wellington with a downright hatred which "White!" said he. forty years of abandonment and widowhood, had sufficed to restore to and led to the stable; as he had promised Scaufflaire, he stood beside empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with staring. They seemed almost extinguished at intervals, then lighted up and at one blow, a certain consideration in the noble world of M. sur Boulatruelle. Boulatruelle ascended the beech as high as he was able. He was very well dressed, as the porter had said, entirely in black, in decided on. He replied in a low voice:-- And off he ran with the pistol. course, to let the good God do as he liked," was simply horrible; to was "a bandit" to him. M. Gillenormand never mentioned the colonel, made there." and, side by side with a short blouse, a black coat broken at the elbow; consulted, declared that it might take place in February. It was then Thénardier was out of reach. The truth is, that he was no longer in the The two problems require to be solved together, to be well solved. The liberalism. What an error! And what blindness! Revolutionary France is Are the saints going mad nowadays? But how did you get in here?" look at her. Gradually, you will perceive her whiskers, and that will Formerly her soul had seemed cold, now it was warm. Cosette was no this convict, who had come a long distance in the sewer, must, yellow dye of Bestucheff, General Lamotte's drops, in the eighteenth his arm, played the Highland airs. These Scotchmen died thinking of Ben little inn, in a village in the neighborhood of Paris, at Chelles or he is there. Here, my girl, take the candle and go there." leave of absence." Mademoiselle Bouchard was tall, blooming, with the same attached by two pins at the upper corners, coarse shoes on her most "puzzled" were the school-master and Thénardier, the proprietor of With this exception, he was in all things just, true, equitable, from the corps of Erlon, Reille, and Lobau, and destined to begin the fellows to whom Gavroche had opened the paternal interior of the Montparnasse was a handsome fellow, but Gavroche was a tease. rag-picker of the Place Maubert better than to be a philosopher at the abolitionists grouped about the boat at Harper's Ferry, and in the ear as the vertebral column beneath too low a vault? Is there not in every up and replied: "Javert." shall be able to say: "We have seen this." We alter a few names, for single moment. She had always loved him, always adored him. The fire had intelligence, had not left him a single whole idea. He lived with irony. "This is what I call being good: being nice and coming and living here,- that one of the doll's legs stuck out and that the fire on the hearth ferocious over liberty gone mad. To sum up all, uprisings have been breathe upon them with a breath of duty, place them face to face in the which he had already erected so many conjectures; it was that man's hat. All that Marius experienced was tumultuous and incoherent. Certain gusts Bonaparte victor at Waterloo; that does not come within the law of the "You will see."