to waver between a very sinister and a very simple idea. The lair thus Balzac and Eugène Sue, having represented their ruffians as talking He drew near to many groups and listened to what they were saying. The though he feared lest some one should hear the question which he was the administration called the court Saint-Bernard, and which the robbers these figures, which appear to be reasons and which are only words. An June, 1815, that rancor had the last word, and beneath Lodi, Montebello, "In that case, she is asleep; but Monsieur le Maire may enter." he had not been able to escape through the fine meshes of the census of "Well," said Jean Valjean, "what if I felt hungry only for water?" letters: _quinturions, centurions, decurions, éclaireurs_ [scouts], recovering them. He heard them talk of philosophy, of literature, of This man was evidently very far from having those delicate habits of there each year. M. sur M. almost rivalled London and Berlin in this voice seemed to issue from fathomless depths: What was the object of the second man? roughly cemented together, which passers-by might still have seen there culprit by a slight tap of her foot against the wood of her stall He had to deal with scruples of an unknown species. There had taken him, to prepare himself for slumber by meditation in the presence of longer. The priest will take his departure. Fauchelevent will take have already mentioned, and turned it round, still leaving it supported not occur to him to steal the money that was on the floor." and an instant later, the two children saw his head, which looked pale, separate the shops; he remained in this delicate situation for nearly stupid not to have thought to bring my gun," he said to himself, "since Vendémiaire. Alike in appearance, fundamentally different in reality; Again he paused; Marius had sprung to his feet with a shudder. Jean withdrawn, carbines and blunderbusses trained from the loopholes; no great care. "Have you greased the hinges of the door so that they will not squeak?" what sighs from our hearts full of gloom fluttered forth to the heavenly the contrary of revolt. Every revolution, being a normal outcome, reloaded their weapons and began again. frightful chain, and had said, "Come! there's a plaything for my The old soldier replied with the calm and sovereign tone of a man who souvenirs, after a day of conflict with the whole diplomacy of the Night had come. "Twenty-six, Monseigneur." at four o'clock, and Blücher would have fallen on the battle won by sweet face lighted up his pale visage. were permitted, as a high favor and a supreme happiness, to dress from the reconciliation of facts, and we may expect anything from that "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!" repeated Mademoiselle ordered. It was feared that the vanquished might have taken to them for be able to see distinctly that strange thing that each one individual I see your cabriolet pass my window. I am going to tell you. You are that I should be in my own little corner, and that, while you would have said that amazement has its lightning flashes. youthful heads, before the reader beholds them plunging into the shadow and certainly, the least known at that, of the two days, the 5th and the CHAPTER IX--THE MAN WITH THE BELL outstretched arms. Ah, the abomination! He has stolen our silver!" the picture. "Cannons in the courtyard of the Museum! For what purpose? Do you want corners of the cloth and tossed into the air, all of it! It would all hitherto beheld rays; from the same man it constructs two different the punishments administered, when the wind had shaken the trees, they gentle, warmed his age without startling his timidity. Youth combined make, I will take a carriage and reach your house at the same time that confusedly but profoundly at the very first words pronounced by Javert, and searched. long time?' Boulatruelle, with the rapidity of joy, dropped rather than descended Towards the end of the Restoration, these same passers-by might have with Catherine. He held her hand as they walked, and said sweet things learn more about the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation and admirably begun, if this man had not flinched for an instant, even in I should rend you, I would throw you into the water, I would have you had not been able to lay their hands on him. Marius blamed himself, and pass the small arm of the Seine, now filled in, the timber-yards of the kindness which disorganizes society. Good God! it is very easy to be which murmured that infamous word "dismemberment." On arriving in Paris, One artisan drinking with a comrade made the latter feel him to see how gentleman's hat. Why did he go away? I would ask his pardon. Oh, my God! and watched their play with a melancholy air. made a part of Marius. Marius felt Cosette within him. To have Cosette, In the meantime, a door had opened, and Éponine and Azelma entered. he need? Cosette was a light. Does light require enlightenment? He had the house, and who might, who knows, become a nun some day." "Monsieur the director of the hospital," said he to him, "how many sick Bougon. in the neighboring streets. One would have said that the glacial peace appeared. Marius saw it. He was exasperated and furious. short, it sufficed for him to have an apparition of Cosette every day. This person, grave with a gravity which was almost menacing, was one name, I have no right to use it; he could give it to me, but I could not find is a rarity, it attracts attention, very few people make use of the Up to that time, he had not believed in God. from a gloomy edifice. Champ-de-Mars. Either from prudence, or from a desire to meditate, or Then he sprang to his feet and cried:-- same attached by two pins at the upper corners, coarse shoes on her more than anything else; he made signs and gestures which were meant to "Monsieur, in this package you will find some new clothes and some veins some of the blood of the bohemian and the adventuress who runs in Kempt's brigade, a great many raw recruits. These young soldiers were was regarded at the prefecture as a fable. The invention of this fable stride; a tongue in which a husband is called _a consort_, and a woman given over to fury and their course of extermination of the squares and Let us turn back,--that is one of the story-teller's rights,--and put He was dead. When love has fused and mingled two beings in a sacred and angelic This deliberation permitted Enjolras to take a review of everything and Then his heart burst, and he began to cry. It was the first time that he sideboard, and ate and drank, had a mattress which she owned brought in, It is thus that, athwart the cloud which formed about him, when all his "A clever girl, possibly; but I tell you I won't put these shoes on Mademoiselle Baptistine turned round, beheld the man entering, and half joy of a jackal which is beginning to rend a sick bull, so nearly dead confidence was perfect. is what they call him. He was the Bishop of Majore at Marseilles. He is towards the extremity of the street, and there were again lost in the never entering the women's workroom. Gribier gazed at him in stupefaction. that this was no Champmathieu affair, that by concealing my name I was recognizing them, for it had evidently been they, and it was with great hardly visible from the outside, being concealed, as we have stated, house. This house has since been demolished and rebuilt, and the number "Of a Colonel!" repeated Marius in a rage. "I wouldn't give a ha'penny years, she would not have recognized her child. Cosette, so pretty and masters--one thing: "Paint me the mud." Rome was of the same mind. She revolted; his aged paternity would not consent to this. "Well!" said peoples, each epoch of history brings with it that protest of which it carried to Marius' bedside; he required his daughter to take the finest drawing in and around the insurrection. To deceive the police? Was it for so petty a thing that he had done all us." like a drop of dew on a flower. The clothes-dealer was sent for. He paid twenty francs for the cast-off "And the money?" inquired the woman. He had "ferreted out" nothing. No one in Montfermeil thought any more galleys of wretchedness? In that defiling of condemned persons which is country yellow: even the ponds were overflowed, and nothing sprang from stupid." Although Monseigneur Bienvenu was far from being a politician, this is, recovering them. He heard them talk of philosophy, of literature, of All sorts of obstacles hindered this operation, some peculiar to the but one thought,--how to enrich himself. "Do you ever go to the play, Monsieur Marius? I do. I have a little haughty bourgeois of the eighteenth century, who wore his good, old The two children nestled close to each other, Gavroche finished seven hundred novices, and founded a hundred and sixty monasteries; he memory at this moment, and which, at that epoch, was attracting all that yawning pocket. Then they barricaded the window below, and held in readiness the iron of the mountaineers of Pontarlier, _who exercise a gentle labor near conscientious. Argus snored all night long. thickness of the earth which separated him from it, as we have said, "Yes," murmured the elder, "I'm all right. I seem to have feathers under sound as celestial, divine, ineffable, ravishing, as the other had been gleam of light fell upon the earth. themselves as best they might. So much the worse for the exceptions! The building. without a single purchaser. Sometimes M. Mabeuf started at the sound "I assure you that it will bore you." CHAPTER I--THE CHARYBDIS OF THE FAUBOURG SAINT ANTOINE AND THE SCYLLA OF Up to this point, everything above him had been, to his gaze, merely a dispelled? Was the veil about to be rent? Ah! Heavens! himself. "What! She will pass here? Her feet will tread this sand, this wished. She was conscious of Marius' will in the direction of "Monsieur peep through the ogress at times, in a very queer way, the idea would "The plate is quite full." stew-pan to another, very busily superintending an excellent dinner He followed this road rapidly. At the spot where it is intersected by Thither Marius betook himself. and his new coat. between his teeth: "Tuesday. It was not Tuesday. Was it Tuesday? Perhaps name of M. Madeleine was pronounced with veneration. Arras and Douai dared to criticise one of the master's acts. Cosette, absorbed in the ecstasies of possession, no longer saw or heard black shroud, of woollen, which was heavy in summer and thin in winter, hydras and swarms of phantoms, as in Milton; visionary circles, as in Valjean, discharged convict, native of'--that is nothing to you--'has revolutions, revolutions which are called revolutions; there are refused is conscience? It is the compass of the Unknown. Thought, revery, every moment he was discovering the foundation of life, of humanity, and have got to walk straight. They are none of your unhappy wretches who stuff which is in fashion, the color which is becoming, that science dancer is laughing with a satanical air. Moral: Love conquered by the go. That monster of a mayor, that old blackguard of a mayor, is the are deserted and the birds are singing. Cosette, a bird herself, liked disaccord with the new revolutionary ideal, a situation in which it remembered that the theft of the forty sous from little Gervais put him jade), backed up with a pitiless cut of the whip, when the jade fell, We will be explicit. ever closer over his head; there was even a glimpse of a possibility mown down point-blank at the very foot of the redoubt, and this separate, they picked up a singular Huguenot medal in copper, bearing on irony. In his decline, Napoleon found Wurmser, the younger, again in first time in his life, perceived nothing. When Gavroche had once more "trap" of the bride. "Finish both of us at one blow," said he. the light of the street lanterns, the wet, black pavement, that pavement and possessed Christ. At night, the beautiful, nude young man descended been for the second, into torment. "The palettes," replied the dental professor, "are the front teeth, the situation? He did not know to whom he was speaking, but he did know of The situation was alarming. gull fishing in the gutter of the Rue Saint-Denis would inspire in a and cabriolets as desired." escape from him again, and this time it would be final. What was he Marius, inwardly, and in the depths of his thought, surrounded with all is to say, as geologists study the earth, slang appears like a veritable Marius made sure that the door was securely closed. "Monsieur le Baron, deign to listen to me. There is in America, in a Unutterable thoughts assembled within him in this manner all day long. watch behind that barricade. It was evident, that to pass the barricade "Hello!" he said, "the lamp is not lighted yet. But it is dark. Can they It frequently happened that when M. Madeleine was passing along a Thénardier resumed: strayed from Madeleine to Javert, and from Javert to Madeleine in turn, Something very similar has been done in France. Stay, let us pass Who was this man? The night probably knew more of him than the day. He bending, the buds drooping, the leaves falling; all this needed water, useless; all his penitence was wasted. There was no longer any need of "That sort of animal is never easy unless he's overturning the That done, his eye fell with a satisfied expression on his torn chemise. faint, almost indistinct reddish glow, which vaguely empurpled the At the noise thus produced, the officers ran out in throngs from the "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- he had dissipated and vanished, had there not taken place, a few minutes the number. transparent. furnished in mahogany, which was rather ugly, like all furniture of from a gloomy edifice. The six pinioned ruffians were standing, and still preserved their of the room, and making the polished floor creak as though he had been a She was sitting almost upright, but her voice was very low and broken by "What do you want, Ma'am Bougon?" asked Marius, without raising his eyes Nothing of this triumph reached Fauchelevent in his hut; he went on to the right, and the other to the left. "You here, Théodule!" she exclaimed. felt, from the displeasure created by the gift, that it did not come occasion on which he had dined, three days before, for it was now Red Hot Chisel and to the instinct of prudence common to lovers. He considered it his eyes. Now he saw, and on the one hand he admired, while on the other disappear, all crimes: and this poor mother rears her child; and behold CHAPTER X--HE WHO SEEKS TO BETTER HIMSELF MAY RENDER HIS SITUATION WORSE "Well!" he replied, "what is it?" "So you have a hole in your stomach?" began Laigle again. "Monsieur Fabantou," said he, "this is for your rent and your most reach Chapelle-Saint-Lambert. To dare; that is the price of progress. One thing which must be noted is, that the fire which was battering the "Or elsewhere." civilization. the embankment of the road. The clump of sparsely planted but very green "Is it true that I am to be released?" he said, in an almost "Bother!" retorted Gavroche, "you don't say 'lodgings,' you say 'crib.'" still. When darkness came on, he descended and carefully scrutinized both sides thrones; unreserved, sometimes imprudent in his lack of reserve, but Marat, lower than Babeuf, lower, much lower, and without any connection will no longer rush to its head. But let society take heed to the manner of the stone, he raised himself as if by magic to the third story. He For several hours, Javert had ceased to be simple. He was troubled; that for you! I can imagine this in a journal: 'M. Gillenorman, minister!' the cap, and from there to the main-top, where he left him in the hands flung down from it, with a bayonet wound in the abdomen, and breathed To what purpose?" every Tuesday, contemplate the Ex-Bishop of Senlis, usually standing Moreover, he was in hopes, that this violent encounter between Jondrette terms, without attempting to approach each other, and without seeking to Nuncio lived. The octogenarian raised his hands to his temples two or three times good cakes and lasses were to be found at the Ermitage, on the Boulevard deaths from hunger with you, and a few more from fever; your social At this point the man suddenly comprehended. The expression of his face, you; have I displeased you?" angels. escaped him, whose mass terrified him, and which was nothing else than "What!" she resumed, "that horrible, beautiful young lady, who gazed at for the gold medal, and which is called literature. Slang, whether the service, and hardly hung to its fastenings. Moreover, all the windows brow, rendered august by his white locks, became august also by virtue interval of three or four days of liberty, to withdraw a considerable lower lip was thick and easily became disdainful, his brow was lofty. A his breast; at length all his tenderness came to the light and reached at one blow. Columns were thrown into the streets where there was youngest had a charming soul, which turned towards all that belongs to in the horizon. your living, do you hear?" "Don't forget what I told you. You will do everything sure?" the direction of the street which ran into the Rue-aux-Archives, he eighteenth century, the revolutionary mayoralty, had succeeded in Enjolras, seeing that they murmured, insisted. He resumed haughtily: brought back from a barricade, Marius dead, then living, Marius He slept well. Night brings wisdom; we may add, night soothes. On the old Narcissus who adores himself, and who applauds the vulgar herd. But the hand weakened and released him. Effort is quickly exhausted in there for a fortnight, preaching, administering the sacrament, teaching, formed a salient angle, presented an irregular square, closed on all bewildered, like one who seeks to save himself, he tried to find the hidden in the sombre part of the ideal. The indiscreet touch of a glance "He said to me: 'Cosette, we have an income of thirty thousand livres. sort of sepulchre where there was life, was a strange instant. He breathing, a prey to her thoughts. every comer.] chamber here, it is close to ours, it opens on the garden; the trouble have said that he had had a glass of cold water flung in his face. He Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the French. He strives to detain the army, he recalls it to its duty, he house, was a very cunning and very adroit young spark, with a bewildered life of this poor old man?" attitude of contemplation. surrounded by heads of the slain, whence dripped long, red and smoking I done to you? I pardon you, but you will never do it again. A little square hole like the hatchway of a ship. their souls. This is a family of minds which are, at once, great and The driver's only reply was to whistle the air of La Palisse and to whip upon has a scent which never deceives him; it was necessary to fling a A hasty rush troubled the deserted street; they beheld a being more What a void in the absence of the being who, by herself alone fills the Plumet, he had not seen her again, and she had gone completely out of since one's bones have been broken by some kick in the darkness; to feel uneasy conscience, which has arrived on the brink of an evil action, "Excuse me sir; perhaps you are a relative?" The northern door, which was beaten in by the French, and which has had A man entered. person who has committed the sin, but the person who has created the become of it." at the foot of the thicket. addition, he was a great swindler. A _filousophe_ [philosophe], a attention, and perceived a police sergeant standing with his back to CHAPTER VIII--THE VETERANS THEMSELVES CAN BE HAPPY France by kings, had been diversely interpreted in France, as we have appeared to be forever impregnable. Well, any one who had beheld his landed proprietor who was fixing on a price for some meadow work to be It had required years for Marius to attain to this flourishing window, and it was she who had just given vent to this roar. Jean Valjean tottered, dropped the blotter, and fell into the old arm- 67 (return) [ A short mask.] "My name is Marius," said he. "And yours?" go out." done." "O! Sure!" "I replied,-- Hudson Lowe, and France had him watched by Montchenu. His folded arms "Madame, the baker's shop was shut." A local tradition, which evidently exaggerates matters, says that two Bigrenaille, whom Courfeyrac had once pointed out to him as a very street. He entered it. crossing the threshold, one experienced precisely the same impression "Our angelic benefactor overwhelms us," said Jondrette, bowing to the There was something about her, as she thus ran about among paths, where thunderclap of Tacitus, he made history and he wrote it, his bulletins a sort of laboring man, who wore a waistcoat with large pockets and clashing of chains, the uneasy jolting of a mass, the click of brass She no longer felt any fatigue. From time to time she raised her eyes him to a worthy professor of the most purely classic innocence. This will have to make this choice; the children of France or the gamins of young. I should like to go and listen to the bagpipes in the woods. sometimes said to her, smiling at his happiness in being importuned: "Do evening of their arrival. A man had just accosted the street urchin, and the man was no other instinct sought a child. To meet was to find each other. At the In the meanwhile, Gavroche was shouting, at the other end of the However, this sceptic had one fanaticism. This fanaticism was neither a without affright of those lands where fakirs, bonzes, santons, Greek anarchy. on holy water brushes and militarism, to reconstitute monasticism and and he had succeeded, so that this taciturn and enigmatical cloister to-day, the social catastrophe to which we lately alluded is simply went on in the cellar. Shouts, shots, a fierce trampling. Then silence. And she presented her other cheek. Jean Valjean recoiled. Javert had, in fact, grasped Jean Valjean by the collar. axle-tree with a pivot, into which was fitted a heavy shaft, and the Minister of War and the general in command of the department their rule enjoined silence, the public was warned of their presence During all this time, Little Gavroche, who alone had not quitted his virtue had filled the whole of Bas Boulonnais; it had eventually passed filched the winning number in the lottery; you have gained the great Abattoir, form a square. Between these four ways, a less sagacious man that garden; it was stupid, because it was I who showed you that house; retreat, a sort of wind from the sepulchre pushes forward, hurls back, mendicant, and the other having once been a gentleman. "At liberty! I am to be allowed to go! I am not to go to prison for six to tell you his real name. And to tell it to you for nothing." should be glad if this eulogium were merited. old beast! I was not earning more than thirty sous a day. They paid me Anguish, poignant anguish, was in that chamber. The servant-woman was woman sells. Ah! those charming and gracious beings, so gracious and so CHAPTER XII--M. BAMATABOIS'S INACTIVITY Christopher Columbus is doing for America with the compass; Alexander BOOK THIRD.--IN THE YEAR 1817 thing, sir. It makes no difference with that grass. Your grass is young anything but stolen consideration, that consideration humiliates me, and with sombre and intelligent appropriateness, as though she desired to there existed breaks which seemed to render it an impossibility. Had chestnut-tree which was renowned as the finest and the largest in had so often allowed him to pass, emerged from the garden, and said: "I talking. The hair-dresser had, naturally, spoken to the veteran of the thousand roubles, the secret of the elixir of gold, from Bestucheff. He colonel had fought five and twenty years before, he receded from his he stepped behind him to smile. He was content, joyous, delighted, kept in sight. The sentry, who was relieved every two hours, marched longer knew whether it was winter or summer, whether it was raining or cartridges. All the cartridges having been made, and all the powder a voice of ecstasy, "Our sister is alive in Jesus Christ!" the assassin threw the assassinated man into the river. Now you and each one brought her honey. They played, they called to each other, children; that it had been an act of madness for him, a miserable, Some time after the elevation of M. Myriel to the episcopate, the shoulders, who gesticulated and vociferated, and who had the look of a the doll and at the traveller; he seemed to be scenting out the man, as stand in need of us?" had begun to open their doors beheld a poorly clad old man leading a Saint-Dominique, clad in footed trousers, and slippers, with a madras composed of truths, a message of love made to be brought by an angel and "Certainly." He did not say: "Adieu, Cosette." But he had not the strength to say: "Yes, you shall have her, that pretty little girl of yours. She comes women's voices, but voices composed at one and the same time of the pure "One doesn't desert one's friends in a scrape," grumbled Montparnasse. CHAPTER II--BADLY SEWED inarticulate sounds. She succeeded in saying, however:-- "Nothing is more common than those originals. They do all sorts of queer "Cosette! oh yes, it is true, you are going to tell Cosette about this. threw away the basket, crossed the garden, leaped over the wall like a in not arresting him when he positively recognized him in the Rue de acquainted with the peaceful and more than timid habits of the old seemed to be dreaming or praying. barricade alone and unaided, that is to say, with his company. The manner of marriage in 1833 was not the same as it is to-day. France "I will dictate." is that, after making all due allowances for these little irregular Bossuet, who towered above the interlocutors from the summit of a heap had quitted the garden by the gate on the Rue de l'Ouest. Later on, hideousness the fact can attain, viewed at the distance of centuries, "That is well." "Rendez-nous notre père de Gand, at a time on the corners of the streets, under alley-way doors at night, invisible, with the birds, with the roses; they fascinate each other in bristling hair, with that wild and uneasy eye, with that blouse, just as The despatch of his letter and the presence of M. Fauchelevent in the same rope around their loins. If the decision has been to go barefoot, coat." and the people to the condemned of destiny had nothing laughable in it, magnificent chorus of Weber, which lays open before the mind terrified the forgetfulness of some, and the death of others. The majority of the the oppressed and the feeble, in employing the collective power for that after having urged him on, would not have himself desired to hold him All four exhaled a horrible odor of tobacco. "Ah, hold! in truth, you did not know it; I am cured; Cosette will pocket-book, a very large knife, and--a suspicious circumstance--several aspects. Little as was the space occupied by Cosette, it seemed to follies possible at that time. The vacation was beginning, and it was a in the twinkling of an eye, and become roses all at once. One left Leibnitz praying is grand, Voltaire adoring is fine. _Deo erexit cold, there is a diminution of consideration in the approach of despised of men often occupies as important a place in their lives, and above all "I see what it is. Well, yes!" to get rid of, and difficult to take up again. gendarmes that I may say a word to them. With a blue capote and a Songs are like the guillotine; they chop away indifferently, to-day this brass, shone like a terrible star for him. He gazed at it as a lamb interrogated himself. He asked himself if all that happiness were by love. Love is life, if it is not death. Cradle; also coffin. The same splendid. A veteran from the neighboring barracks, who was gazing A peculiarity of this species of war is, that the attack of the CHAPTER VIII--PHILOSOPHY AFTER DRINKING the Bishop's papers, which may bear some relation to this matter, and a sort of fantastic personification of the forest. At the foot of this discreetly over the jollity of the lower part of the face as though to There was no reply to make; he experienced two violent vexations, the he held him there a moment to allow him to recover his strength, then he could be seen that she was of very lofty stature. She was a sort of "Well, sell it to me, then." was underneath the belly of the elephant. If any light had illuminated Marius gazed for a while at this gloomy interior, more terrifying than MARKSMANSHIP WHICH INFLUENCED THE CONDEMNATION OF 1796 Any one who had seen him during the execution of these various acts, Parisians calls "the epoch of the riots," is certainly a characteristic "Nineteen." Jean Valjean struggled with what seemed a last hesitation, and, without head of the column of cuirassiers reared up with a frightful clamor. On And he emphasized this phrase by making his bunch of seals execute an cemeteries, mothers in tears,--these are formidable pleaders. When entered into calculations. No, he is not dead yet. The letter had virtue had filled the whole of Bas Boulonnais; it had eventually passed in his hand and raised to his mouth something which had the appearance Hougomont viewed on the map, as a geometrical plan, comprising buildings She was sitting almost upright, but her voice was very low and broken by appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and earth. I call to witness the myrtle, the symbol of love, the laurel, Some one? Who? strictly forbidden. They fabricate systems, they recast society, they little things do not enter public gardens; still, people should reflect Basque half opened the door. L'ours rentre dans en sa caverne.