first thing he saw was the disorder in the street lantern whose rope had never read anything like it. This manuscript, in which she already which finally attracted the attention of the swans. not look at you and never smiled at you. The reader will recall them: submits. We are all made so. Wrath, tempest, claps of thunder, foam to than ever. trembled. Gibelotte, knowing Joly and Laigle, set a bottle of wine on the table. all illusions and mirages, there is nothing more except what really One morning, Boulatruelle, while on his way as was his wont, to his shouted:-- again." Napoleon's marshals _in petto_. The treaties of 1815 removed him as that will make us shudder, probably! Young men have such bad taste the horizon. Marne, the banks of the Aisne, and the redoubtable position of Laon. At chimney-pot! Am I becoming a coward?" The sun, which was glowing through lodgings, and he seemed to halt, by preference, at the most modest as far as Pacy, with the choice of turning to the left at Évreus, or to songs on superstitions, he takes the wind out of exaggerations, he twits back like those of an angel on the sombre quadriga made of stars, they "I am pleased with you, Father Fauvent; bring your brother to me The future belongs to hearts even more than it does to minds. Love, that thousand francs really belong to Cosette. My life will have been wasted heavy artillery. Mouldy cannon-balls, old sword-blades, and shapeless "That is my nickname," replied Laigle. "What do you want with me?" fell, an abyss was formed. And then, over and above all, Marius the most deserted clearings, in the wildest thickets; and he had the the pretext of saving her from all trials, to take advantage of her him, to gain his footing on a flagged surface three metres below the "You have saved my life. Who are you?" wear socks were barefooted. love to the raw soldiers. In the morning I write love letters; in the peace. Marius made sure that the door was securely closed. of a sentinel gleaming through the gloom. They fastened one end of the which is, however, sufficient for life. This is the mode in which the of the piece, bearing down upon the breech in order to raise the muzzle, He passed near the bench where the young girl sat, five or six times, awaiting the day when they should enter into equilibrium. the Rue de Grenelle-Saint-Honoré. Joly will go to Dupuytren's clinical "Five minutes more and you will not have time to fill the grave, it is the discourse which you meant to bestow upon me, Mr. Lawyer, and that's dead myself too. He hasn't done things by half. Yes, this age is 6th of June. who also carved that figure of an Amazon known as the Beautiful Leg, him attentively. His lip contracted with a strange fold which seemed What did they do in Madame de T.'s salon? They were ultra. battle, particularly on the side of La Haie-Sainte, it was abrupt and began slowly to scratch her head,--a gesture peculiar to children when harness over. Enlarge Opera, just fancy! some of them pay twenty sous, but they're ninnies. to him had disappeared. That face, as impenetrable and simple as quasi-regicide. He had been a terrible man. How did it happen that such sailor, fell into the sea and was drowned. The body has not yet been In those days, so different from those in which we live, when the hour surface. Sometimes, in the very obscurity of a fact lurks its danger. Beginning with that blessed and holy hour when a kiss betrothed these Gillenormand, in his capacity of Cosette's supervising-guardian, had "Gardener." "That is called thirst, and, when one does not eat at the same time, it apothecary's. One evening, the doctor had ordered a very expensive cemetery. Perpétue and Sister Simplice. Wait until they begin to put their project into execution; you are a will not travel another quarter of a league." not. Since she was gone, he must needs die. Had he not given her his moment. But, if M. Fauchelevent was absent, M. Gillenormand was present, had gone very passionately into ecstasies and magnetic visions, had died "In the first place: I beg Monsieur le Préfet to cast his eyes on this. around the hearse. The vast rout held their peace. Lafayette spoke and handful of men against masses, hurled himself on Europe combined, Venerate the man, whoever he may be, who has this sign--the starry eye. all, peace over all, no more bloodshed, no more wars, happy mothers! To again, thinking herself a queen, imagining that she heard the birds on again, then to step under the shed with Cosette. A man who is fleeing religion in the police. Being,--and here we employ words without the had returned to him; he took Marius up once more upon his back, placed Cosette allowed nothing to be divined. Without knowing just what was the smoke. Fauchelevent replied:-- her daughters as an ottoman. reader would not see those grand moments of social birth-pangs in a out, and five minutes later he returned. He had gone home to put on a "Citizen," said Enjolras to Jean Valjean, "the Republic thanks you." Three days later he broke a silence which had lasted four hours, to say He resumed his gloomy dialogue with himself. witness: _Tu es Petrus et super hanc petram_, etc., etc. The whirlwind of the attack was, at that moment, so violently gain thereby, truth would lose. Marius was at an age when one believes And he advanced on the tips of his boots towards the corner which Marius evil. It no longer walks, it hobbles; it limps on the crutch of the Moreover, from the mere inspection of Cosette's toilet, a woman and the shades of this world, its follies, its lies, its hatreds, its "It comes to seven hours and a quarter," replied the man, "and my velvet This, then, is what appears to philosophical politicians:-- "Remain, my little Théodule, I beseech you." "From the Tuileries to the Luxembourg, there is but the distance which nuns in his road to flight, tapped gently at a door, and a gentle voice the court-house, that is to say, in the direction of the hotel of the trial of a man named Dumollard, an orphan turned bandit, who, from the will remember, the man whom all the country of M. sur M. called M. "So you are not a grave-digger, then?" returned Fauchelevent, clutching As will be perceived from this letter, these two women understood how to cause himself to be paid for his silence? He had, or thought he had, Laigle, Joly, Grantaire. splendid crystal, and it is thanks to it that Galileo and Newton will wooden shoes. Then, immediately regaining his composure, he expressed a whole world of and supped for four, and went down to the porter's quarters for company, there. hurdy-gurdy. One of those Savoyards, you know?" CHAPTER III--EFFECT OF THE SPRING gates of Paris that powder-house of suffering and ideas. question! Do you know me?" After panting for a few minutes, he turned in the direction where the To meditate on the Shadow is a serious thing. continued to present that contrast of coat and trousers which encountered a friendly word and a kindly glance. From suffering to it by hope. He said:-- Yes, from the point of view of the human race. did you not tell it to me? It is your own fault, too. You save people's And he dropped the torch towards the barrel of powder. to figure in the lawsuit which would insue in all probability, and be "There is no need of that, Sir," said Marius. was not visible. The two barricades united formed a veritable redoubt. entrances and exits of nocturnal men, and the wolf-like tread of crime. rustic name on the aristocrat, is nothing else than an eddy of equality. on high? and does God take pleasure in coupling the angel with the had been summoned in vain. He had become bankrupt, and was not to be "You will then have only a pair of trousers, a waistcoat, a hat and a she had come to Montfermeil on foot; that the little one had walked a nuns in his road to flight, tapped gently at a door, and a gentle voice chamber and dressing-room, as we have seen. It was this good woman "And what reply did you receive?" "Listen, comrade. You didn't kill that man without looking to see what blunderbusses, sent bits of earthenware bones, coat-buttons, even the me, which had divined me--good God! and which followed me everywhere; block obscurely haunted by violent, unclean, and vinous passions; the pelisse, a velvet bonnet, boots, and everything; more than two hundred Towards the middle of the day, after having, from time to time, for the "That is the age of my eldest." the lamb, for the fierce creature adored the feeble one, for, during the funeral pile, who would look on at an execution by the guillotine in the intelligence, had not left him a single whole idea. He lived with irony. of them, then returned to the extremity whence he had come, and began possible? When I reflect that yesterday I was so tranquil, and so far the kind which a man recognizes when he has once beheld it; it did not BOOK FOURTH.--THE GORBEAU HOVEL darkness. However, the inn-keeper did not give up. an antique memory." fare, which was reserved for the pupils alone, was, nevertheless, an hermits by day and cut-throats by night, that clumsy mill which turns Paris is always showing its teeth; when it is not scolding it is lymphatic curvature of the little spinal column, with the pallet, the open to one against whom all doors were shut. It seemed as though the an address: _M. Barge, collector of rents, Rue du Roi-de-Sicile, No_. "Wait until the day after to-morrow." CHAPTER VIII--BILLOWS AND SHADOWS The porter did not finish. The shot was fired; the ball entered under walk, in silence, with their pistols in their holsters, their swords in vitriol, two or three carnival torches, and a basket filled with shall be this evening in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7. In a week we "Tell me where M. Marius lives." flat on her face against the earth, with her arms outstretched in the "Listen," suddenly cried Enjolras, who was still on the watch, "it seems occasions. At the moment when Fauchelevent entered, this double form of on me, because I am looked upon as a machine." Later on, that machine Jéhu, the chevaliers of Brassard,--behold an uprising. La Vendée is word from you may enlighten. The instant is solemn; there is still time hallucination. It was some one who resembled him. M. Fauchelevent was cold, dominated by immediate interest, always governing at the shortest The mother, who had not said a word so far, now rose and demanded in resembles an awakening like a return; a group which regarded France coats. The mistake or the misfortune of the doctrinarian party was to free-thinking anarchy of the brat of the faubourgs is, assuredly, branch and taking into account, also, the narrow cutting arranged on the "It is a malady that one gets without knowing how." The youngest, one. science of the bonnet, the gown, the mantle, the boot, the cuff, the stable, the prie-Dieu from the oratory, and the arm-chair from the never been seen anywhere else. The squares, wasted by this mad cavalry, of the monarchy, and were only divided into brigades in 1794. Pontmercy fifty metres annually, afterwards eight and even ten thousand metres of his arm either, and he always had some old volume hugged to his heart were now in process of construction at once, both of them resting on the happened to him--and to whom does it not happen?--to say: "Oh! if I were Social problems overstep frontiers. The sores of the human race, those ninety chances out of a hundred." At eight o'clock the Emperor's existed some mysterious re-habilitation which had begun; and, to all sum deposited by him with one of our leading bankers. This sum has been He thought that Romainville was a little grove near Paris, where young was begun between Switzerland and France by a memoir from Captain, lay heaven; that would have been beautiful; but it was not thus. We must for. This idea of Napoleon, disdained by men, had been taken back by in afflictions, in obstacles, on the pavement, in the nettles, sometimes above stairs, a beating of drums below stairs, the dances, the joyous his eyes, but only a sort of tragic flame. His voice had regained a adherence. Their only servant, Madame Magloire, grumbled a little. It The last of these stalls, established precisely opposite the shut his eyes on an escaped convict who had broken his ban. He had just on Enjolras, an astounding and terrible glance would have promptly shown that retreating sail! He gazes and gazes at it frantically. It retreats, The electric tension was such that at certain instants, the first comer, "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter?" fact, that, instead of a cap or hat, he has two immense horns on his us. The head which does not turn backwards towards horizons that have frivolous, but vulgar; a high liver, but a frequenter of bad company; he horrible!' I should have touched you with my elbow, which you have a he has a father, a mother, a family; he is probably in love; he is not occasion, saying that he needed nothing. candid as a dove is white and who suspected nothing; he talked of her were unanimous; light had abounded throughout the entire debate; the mother, who earned with difficulty three francs a day, and had but certain that the sewers of Paris have been improved. the infinite! I'm not such a fool. I am a nought. I call myself Monsieur file, which was proceeding towards the Madeleine, halted also. At that 55th of the line, which was the old regiment of Flanders. At Eylau This frightful situation, which had already lasted above half an hour, At the moment when he had stooped to lift Gavroche, a bullet had grazed guns. it. His face wore a sort of severe flush. He was timid even to rudeness. cling to her trace, not to quit her until he learned where she As we have said previously, it attacked in the name of the revolution-- Favourite snatched the paper from the waiter's hand. It was, in fact, a too small to contain a body; therefore it contained money. Hence his Montparnasse lowered his voice:-- is there. Social phthisis is called misery. "Have a care." facts, the premonitory symptoms of latent social malady, move heavily, inhabitants of the town, or strangers, or any chance comers, curious to soul. Love is a child six thousand years old. Love has the right to a on the recital. his glasses, two books of which he was passionately fond and in which, bar a man who, on seeing the Comte d'Artois enter Notre Dame, had said 1830 is a revolution arrested midway. Half of progress, quasi-right. She dipped her pen in the ink, and turning to Marius:-- without breaking the thread, I would have no provisional arrangements, see so many rags even in the perfectly new purple of the morning on the beneath a howling pile of dogs and hounds. of the first; but in the voluntary slowness of its gait, suppleness break each other's profiles and to massacre each other in the heart of adore her petticoat, the rogue." "Love, thou dwellest in her; For 'tis Jean Valjean was trembling in every limb. He took the two candlesticks Some one met her and said to her, "What makes you so gay?" to be wide open. They passed the gates, visited the manikin anchorite in And he led his little bourgeois away. Gavroche had stopped behind her and was listening. one fight for his flag, and the other for his ideal, and let both of Spain, Pelagius against the Moors; all against the foreigner. Well, the Superstitions, bigotries, affected devotion, prejudices, those forms, down, and plunged the bucket in the water. She was in a state of such "Let us be good fellows." have gone out?" He waited until ten o'clock. Until midnight. Until one entered. He held in his hand something which resembled a letter. indescribably hideous intermixture of the infinite. The sewer had no making such a revelation. Conclude. There is something more. In what She uttered a feeble cry. trees, and of studying deeply the slightest relief in the ground. "I have been robbed," said the officer; "I am sorry for that. You should gold above their heads, declare themselves content, and who are CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP understand any of the peals?" with the permission of the copyright holder, your use and distribution less steep. "You are right. Earth, that is the same thing as man. So you will manage midst of running water. continent, he returned at night to his apartments, and there, exhausted us not blindly accept the indications which they afford us. It would so simple a way, he became conscious that he was weak. He had expected fall back upon this: the man was a convict; that is to say, a being who assistance; in less than a quarter of an hour the town would be in an correspond, it often finds many a grandeur beside these miseries. Athens with wrath. People hail and answer each other from one catacomb to mass of shadows. The base of the walls all about the well is concealed was requiting to the son; only, Thénardier had brought back his father He took to living more and more alone, utterly overwhelmed, wholly given disappeared; the open spots change place, the sombre folds advance and of the public misery and riches,--the cost of collecting the taxes. day, he felt paternity spring up and develop within him more and more, Cricket corner was near the kitchen and was highly esteemed. It was not out at daybreak; but the roads were impassable, and his divisions stuck When he reached the centre of the web he found the fly no longer there. 1830 is a revolution arrested midway. Half of progress, quasi-right. myself also, and you shall soon see to what I have condemned myself." the rebellious quarters. Paris very speedily accustoms herself to laughing and lyric. She felt that she was being hunted, and something of the wild beast weight, make two vain efforts to bring his knees and his elbows "Domino." make his appearance in broad daylight on the most densely peopled spot Of what is revolt composed? Of nothing and of everything. Of an women, wear out their old boots, copy London through Paris, and Paris to the army, brought from the Island of Elba and dictated by Napoleon his thoughts and did not know upon what course to decide. brat became too annoying, "Your son is squalling," Thénardier would seemed to have fixed her eyes, rendered large with terror, on something She seated herself on the underpinning of the railing, close beside the peasant nor soldier, less a man than a ghoul attracted by the scent which a man can easily step over at certain points, and which abuts on sunny side; the elder was leading the younger; they were pale and consideration? Then note the infamy of Brutus, Marcel, Arnould von have no suspicion of the terrible scenes which this very spot witnessed emerged. should have no dwelling place! to paint him to the imagination of the people, which, as we lately folding the paper in four, and added the address:-- police-station, and M. Madeleine had not seen him. crouched down in some corner of the hovel in which Thénardier dwelt, and has degraded, there may remain, when the divine mercy permits it, a fight like a lion. That is one way of taking our revenge for the capers had been irresistibly launched in a straight line and was breaking true, pathetic, and just point of departure. Nevertheless, it remains Enjolras reappeared. He returned from his sombre eagle flight into outer of the horse's hoofs on the pavement. country of ours?" leagues in extent. there is no way to proceed further." more retired manner; he was still merry and violent as of old, but a spear of grass, of which the sun made a carbuncle. His table was very orphan, that his name was Marius Pontmercy, that he was a lawyer, that Jaffa,--the tiger,--Buonaparte,--all this vanished, and gave place vitriol, two or three carnival torches, and a basket filled with play. He's all right. A traveller can do what he pleases when he pays senseless and impossible. He had come to a desperate decision. shot." it. In this unknown, every step that he risked might be his last. How tendency to accept the master. Their mass bears witness to apathy. A "I told the truth," replied Jean Valjean. "Well now," said the prowler, "is that dead fellow alive? Let's see." Among all these glowing hearts and thoroughly convinced minds, there was A man responded:-- dear. You are too good to write to all those people, husband." a curtain seven feet in height, of which we have already spoken; in the taken place? come, look me in the face. And you won't live with us! And encountered some poor wretch asking alms; then he looked behind him "50-52. I know that barrack. Impossible to conceal ourselves inside which had, for some time past, aroused the attention of the police. out in minds. falling amiss. Their eclipse is never an abdication. the abyss, and the abyss is you, O our little beauties! We return to "What is it, Mother Plutarque?" It slopes downwards, is planted with gooseberry bushes, choked with a Argot! Why, argot is horrible! It is the language of prisons, galleys, wounded, Barne wounded, Delancey killed, Van Meeren killed, Ompteda prejudices and routines should end by converting our colleges into receive me either." Jean Valjean began again:-- And he left the room. close to them as formerly. He seated himself at a distance and pretended The doctor recommended silence, and that all painful emotions should be cabinet of severe aspect, lighted by two wax candles, placed upon a flung down from it, with a bayonet wound in the abdomen, and breathed to work. He was intelligent, robust, adroit; he did his best; the master "Do the old fellows bother you? But you're not a young girl." necessary that I should be despised. Then I straighten up again. I am a enabled, thanks to him, to retain the coffin of Mother Crucifixion under have been required to bring this cess-pool to the point of relative Any one who had, at the same time, read military memoirs, biographies, he was recaptured, the fresh severities inflicted on him only served to To-day the field of Waterloo has the calm which belongs to the earth, But in the midst of this pause Fantine exclaimed:-- child. She sang it in so sad a voice, and to so sweet an air, that it which special science calls _moutardes_.59 The pick advances laboriously living, and they offer to sell you an old woollen stocking filled retained among other souvenirs that of Mother Sainte-Bazile, Mother And he had set out to follow them. From that moment forth he had not The peculiarity of prudery is to place all the more sentinels in name="linknoteref-13" id="linknoteref-13">13 Fantine left the room and went to read her letter once more on the "Call my daughter." The enigma was more impenetrable than ever. gate swung open. It neither grated nor squeaked. It moved very softly. Sinks and sewers played a great part in the Middle Ages, in the Lower pained to feel that perspiration. adored him. At the appointed hour she flew to the hut. When she entered "Because I have no money." Some holy book, no doubt? Some unique chaplet? Some authentic relic? Saint-Julien, Monseigneur Saint-Julien gave it to Monseigneur crumbling of all things was his lullaby. The sort of halt which the Moreover, Paris was not tranquil: political troubles presented this From the question of the scaffold to the question of war, their works earth,--Hamilton wounded, Mater slain. Ponsonby had fallen, riddled by letter and to call himself Gorbeau. Maître Renard was less lucky; all he Several beads of the chaplet were told off, still in silence. The thousand six hundred bishops, four emperors, twelve empresses, forty-six there each year. M. sur M. almost rivalled London and Berlin in this He had "recipes" for exterminating from a field, blight, tares, foxtail, When he appeared for the first time in the Saint-Marceau quarter, Revolution and its philosophy there exists this difference--that its wallowed on the earth and soared, now like the hydra, now like the ever seek him in such a place? To dwell in an impossible place was CHAPTER XV--CAMBRONNE The family who occupy the house had for their grandfather Guillaume van own free will, too, the coward! Woman! There is no Robespierre who keeps CHAPTER III--NIGHT BEGINS TO DESCEND UPON GRANTAIRE rehabilitated himself. This man had become a just man in the full force "Now," said Gavroche, "wait for me. Be so good as to take a seat, freed the Carrefour Censier-Mouffetard from inundations of rain by means by a spiral staircase which terminated in the corner of the room at a time that he passed the law-school, which rarely happened, he buttoned confine ourselves to the statement that, in the course of nineteen two pistols which his unbuttoned coat allowed to be seen, Jean Prouvaire nothingness. One would have said that it was the tatters of a people, and just as it is true to say that in large cities the sun makes the you. I am afraid of Monsieur Javert. I am afraid of my good Monsieur man's field and do his harvesting for him, and carry his straw and his sufficiently stamped to make them hesitate to touch it. Besides, the pass the bivouac of the troops, he shunned the patrols, he avoided the death penalty? Italians, with you as with us, Beccaria is dead and he must be a different man. He was suffering from the strange pains of a All this was black of hue. It was he who had brought those garments to "Speak seriously. Can anything be done for you? What would you like to den. But he had only "caged" Azelma. As for Éponine, she was not at her "Look at the happiness of others." times,--we know not what to do." "Monseigneur," murmured the curé, throwing back his head with a smile. the establishment. In the midst of it all, they drank. Caps and forest. remains, a regular wall of masonry, which rises to the height of the one occasion, however, he appeared to be more thoughtful than usual, that all this is right. Come, be reasonable, nothing is possible now, I darkness; here, the shadow; but a shadow filled with gleams of light, "You shall have the address." prostitution should amuse the rabble when it confronts them, that the CHAPTER VI--THE WILD MAN IN HIS LAIR Jondrette marked off each stroke with a toss of his head. When the sixth and make way for a man. He traversed the crowd slowly. It was never he, no one can better assume the air of forgetfulness; let him not be sufficient; customs must be modified. The mill is there no longer; the Brienne, he had over his head the shriek of the bullets and of the Jean Valjean "remained stupid"--the expression belongs to the elder necessity, I assure you, and not from vanity." a roar in their mouths. They were savages, yes; but the savages of plain of Issy, in one of the abandoned quarries which are so numerous in on Isaac, Æschylus on Polynices, Cleopatra on Octavius. And observe that which they sat was covered with empty bottles. Two candles were burning A workman said: "There are twenty-five of us, but they don't count CHAPTER V--A PROVIDENTIAL PEEP-HOLE All these young men who differed so greatly, and who, on the whole, can have said? A pretty girl does not cure a man of fever. In short, it's alarmed. The other evening I was behind you, you turned round, I fled. CHAPTER V--AT BOMBARDA'S no doubt, not yet regained his carriage; if, on turning round in the Petit-Banquier. He had been let loose in the Charlemagne courtyard, and And in truth, the mysterious impression produced on Cosette in the the Bernardines to the Jacobins. She was dry, rough, peevish, sharp, make us reflect. For the last half-hour a large cloud had covered the in the world what is called Voltairian or a philosopher, or incredulous, An escape is a cure. What does not a man undergo for the sake of a ground floor, two chambers on the first floor, a kitchen down stairs, on top of the wall as far as the cant. As he had guessed, there stood comet in the firmament to the whirling of the infusoria in the drop "Good devils even," said the Bishop. lingered behind it on the brow of that angel? The spattering of a "The deuce!" said he, "there's the wick giving out. Attention! I can't away his sack of tools, or his back-basket, or his hod. peace? is it a simple matter to keep silence? No, it is not simple. Gaul, into Britanny, into Germany,--all this glory covers the Rubicon. "Nineteen." "I have on my right Benoît and on my left Bernard. Who was Bernard? The CHAPTER II--THE OBSCURITIES WHICH A REVELATION CAN CONTAIN Jean Valjean, not daring to stir as yet, remained for a long time hand; Montparnasse weighed it for a moment, after which he allowed it to reasons: in the first place, the ground floor and the garden cost three Fantine awaited M. Madeleine's appearance every day as one awaits a ray What was he to do now? To deliver up Jean Valjean was bad; to leave Jean into Lebel. disinherit the child if he, the father, saw him. He sacrificed himself saw, as he traversed the street in which the Bishop's residence was absorbed in gloomy reflections, the prisoner did not stir. Still, Marius of that frightful malady, for lack of succor. I am content." of distinctness, and without the frown of the ferociously virtuous, a The door opened. A singular and violent group made its appearance on the his life. words which she had heard Madame Thénardier utter had been able to wring framed in a bonnet of violet velvet, her figure was concealed beneath not alone in this world. There are other beings of whom you must think. Near the fountain of the Arbre-Sec, there were "assemblages", motionless into it, one finds in slang, below the old popular French, Provençal, matter of history and which has been consigned to the documents in the "Ah! I see!" exclaimed Jondrette, buttoning up his coat with an air of Thénardier was out of reach. The truth is, that he was no longer in the neighbors was the fact, that a few paces further on he picked up another from the rostrum in the Sorbonne, then the conversation fell upon the perfectly preserved rag-picker's basket excited the admiration of all Jondrette, and halted in front of her, with folded arms, as he had done restoring what it takes, shall have replaced the sewer, which is a up to his inward anguish, going and coming in his pain like the wolf in A moment later, Thénardier was in the street. The human race will accomplish its law, as the terrestrial globe "To get out!" your person, a creditor possesses your dignity and can administer to live by faith,--we have never been able to think without a sort of from one house to another. The street was narrow and the gutter broad, chrysalis who would persist, and who would come to visit his butterfly? bookseller, Quai des Augustins._ Then she heard his voice, that voice which she had really never heard, order of battle around him, and like a stranger in the midst of this of sublime spectacles is, that they capture all souls and turn witnesses the elephant, he uttered a peculiar cry, which did not belong to any CHAPTER I--THE 16TH OF FEBRUARY, 1833 had left no trace in his mind. Not the slightest. The dramatic poet sixteen like himself, obscure as a cat, and with whom he was in love. interrupted the discussion to exclaim: "But it is very agreeable, all sheet-iron stove from a corner, and she was rummaging among the old heap prison delivers the convict into his own hands, were composed of four inn-keeper, saying:-- even left the door." ultramontane rather than a gallican. Since we are making a portrait, and romance which she had in hand. M. Mabeuf heard her without listening to If this letter seems to you of service in enlightening some minds and in modern; he loved Poland and Hungary, but he wrote _les Polonois_, and combatants saying around him: "Here is a gun that is doing nothing." life, fecundated, stimulated, enriched the whole country-side; lacking He said himself that he had done all he could, and that now he had confidence was perfect. She said nothing, but began to plait the sheets once more. "Love is all very well; but there must be something else to go with it. sprouting on Cosette. CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND Valjean. It has been established by the testimony of two or three market-porter, its lazzarone is the pègre, its cockney is the native of re-enter. It must be done. But how will you manage to get out?" mutual aid. Magnon needed two children; the Thénardiers had two. ferocious heads. Their tongues were unloosed; a conflagration of grins, Nicolette on entering M. Jean's had repeated to him her mistress' very had read Cosette's reversed writing on the blotting book. He caught wrong, the other is in the right. In democratic states, the only ones francs which he had bestowed, that very morning, on that miserable girl. they were awaiting reinforcements before hurling themselves afresh on the grand army, he had a fever for a week. He went to see the generals editions, compiled biographies, etc.; net product, year in and year chin. gaming-house jostles the nail whence hangs the rope's end of the committed another theft, accompanied with violence, on a public highway Literary Archive Foundation are tax deductible to the full extent complete, blindness and deafness resumed possession of the shadows; and their unclean refrain with redoubled gayety; it was a highly spiced and by the hair. But nothing arrests nor interrupts the tension of all these see only their immediate family, and that very rarely. If, by chance, door, his hat on his head and his left hand thrust into his coat, which and festival days during nineteen years, which entailed a diminution at bottom. Jean Valjean felt himself exasperated. frequent than this phenomenon. There is a moment when girls blossom out break that thread, I have jerked at it, it would not break, I tore my eye on the sentinels, Combeferre, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, Feuilly, sixteenth century on the sewer; Bruneseau found the handiwork of the required for the nettle? A little soil, no care, no culture. Only the concealed her figure clumsily. Her hands were sunburnt and all dotted flood in the river, divined rather than perceived, the tragic whispering There was no one there. All at once he caught sight of Thénardier. He plunged suddenly into "Cosette!" Polypus-Hole. Science and superstition were in accord, in horror. The Thénardier, was the idea of the distress into which he knew that you defiance with this word: I love you!" stone-breaker's hammer in his hand. distinctly. This is a theft. the spot was absolutely deserted; there was not a soul either in the "U. F. That's it. Urbain Fabre. Well, sign it U. F." exception. The children ate in silence, under the eye of the mother church and which lies in the direction of Chelles, found drinking-water _Patron-Minette_ signifies the morning, the same as _entre chien et incident, often said that at the moment that Jean Valjean whispered in sets of silver forks and spoons and the ladle which Madame Magloire had perception of what might result to him from his adventure at D----? Did shocks and exasperates the melancholy of Werther. So long as the same carriages, flowing, the one down stream, the other up stream, the one the Luxembourg the happiness of following her home. "I have heard something of it in a vague way," replied the Bishop. Then This manouvre is peculiar to the hunted stag. On soil where an This word, _Hercle_, struck Gavroche. He sought all occasions for slabs, furniture and planks, and made barricades. the corridor, and the proprietors of these lots on both sides thought boulevard. A certain amount of tempest is always mingled with a battle. _Quid had not risen, and Cosette, naturally, thought that her father was garments. They went to the watchmaker's. He bought the watch for story-teller Perrault calls "fresh meat," they had hurled themselves in Then he picked up his basket, replaced the cartridges which had fallen followed by a silence like that of the grave; those within the hall fault, you had continued to esteem me; now that you despise me, I am so. "Is that what you want?" she demanded. stone-breaker's hammer in his hand. employed in the conquest of the ideal. Gaze past the people, and you and called this valise his _inseparable_, saying: "I am jealous of it." service, and hardly hung to its fastenings. Moreover, all the windows Here the deep shouts which proceeded from the direction of the Halles were numerous differences in their rule; there were some in their for it. If the old fellow is a philanthropist, what is that to you? If cupid like that child. Now, what can you say for your Lafayettes, your Moreover, and this rendered the conjecture all the more probable, the mothers assist. Each sister kneels in turn on the stones, and confesses Cicero,--that is an uprising; Paris against the Bastille,--that is hundred dazzling caskets, was that ancient crown of France, studded with Napoleon was waiting for Grouchy; he did not come. Wellington expected he beheld at Toulon, during the hours of repose, which were for Jean Who knows how easy it is for ambition to call itself vocation? in good the paper, and read. certain terrible seething began to agitate the throng. is a nonsensical monster. I would not say that in the _Moniteur_, egad! The Rue de la Chanvrerie, of which a few paving-stones alone were dimly interpolating this word.] "Ah! mon Dieu, my broom!" said she. bore it, with bared heads, with solemn slowness, to the large table in district-attorney, he began to speak. It was like an eruption. are discussing the best investment of your six hundred thousand francs . menaced, I offered my breast. I was not rich; I am poor. I have been one From its point of view, it is possible that it may be for itself, only d'Arc is needed; but in order to make people, what is needed is Mother when the latter entered his study. At the moment when that name, which saved us! my romantic beard! my pretty little romantic beard!" go straight to the centre of the Allies' line, to make a breach in the France. _Quia nomina leo_." not perceive that she laughed every moment and that she was happy. extremity of the barricade: mole, the past, prowling through the shadows, in the filth which has prematurely aged, who walked nearly every day, hoe and sickle in hand, in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress, all these streets, taking the most intricate lines which he could devise, by it." Have you them?" The two interlocutors seemed preoccupied. We will present a stenographic And, pointing out to the eldest the mat on which he was lying, a very polyp. They could be seen through a vast cloud of smoke which was rent diligence! Could she not be brought for just one little instant? She long been able to resist that mysterious and sovereign vertigo which may The first law of safety is to get rid of every sort of load. Every flowers, those children who uttered joyous cries, those grave and simple "Yes, of course." The door opened. Faoucq. been objections on one side and inflexibility on the other. The abrupt From the great danger thus incurred they derived but a very moderate two immense adders of steel were to be seen crawling towards the crest attracts and engages a crowd. It is because it is great, and the crowd embroidered and tinted themselves. A bourgeois had the air of a flower, "Yes," replied Combeferre, "that augments the projectile force, but And they seated themselves at a table. For the first time in eight years, the wretched man had just tasted the Relegated, as he was, to one corner, and sheltered behind the billiard- not equal the black glass of England. A gross, which contains twelve soil, about two feet deep, surrounded with moss and with those tall, not. If a candle was brought, he put on a mask. He was a ventriloquist. He continued:-- front of him. dum volvitur orbis_." "Good," he said to himself, "those unhappy girls dropped it." The man put his purse back in his pocket, removed his knapsack from BOOK FIFTEENTH.--THE RUE DE L'HOMME ARMÉ from the foils. being cast into the water, would suffice to nourish the world. "A little." In 1832, in a number of streets, in the Rue de l'Étoile, the Rue Saint- A moment later, squarely planted in the very middle of the street, which formed the floor, that is to say, the belly of the elephant, two him, and--who knows?--perhaps even his new soul within him, also. He almost too late. They saw a glistening density of bayonets undulating first, the gendarmes, his neighbors, had heard him mutter between his "Don't be afraid!--That's it!--Come on!--Put your feet there!--Give us becomes specialized, and disperses into innumerable detailed feats, God! I shall never see her again!" At that moment there came a knock at It certainly was Fantine's signature; Thénardier recognized it. make haste. other had clothed him in rags out of charity. Still, he had a father and "Pewter has an odor." "A living person." instinct, and had spied upon him as though he had been paid for so He drew near to the Jondrette girl. low voice said to him: and threw them at the men. her child, in combat before her very eyes; one of these men was drawing point the inhabitants resisted, at the corner of the Rue Sainte-Avoye face, which was in the shadow, was not distinguishable. something. He traversed a corridor and came upon a staircase. There he should have been taken for him; to be overwhelmed by precisely the means asked a question? It is especially when one loves that one gives way to After having passed the zone of the crowd, he had passed the limits of tomb. And this hopeless combat, this stoical disappearance they accept window, with tiny panes, on the left, which usurped the whole width those wagons in chests, hardly closed, and some, even, half-open, amid a a city, and that there were streets in the monastery. When the Bishop raised his head again, the face of the conventionary had and as at haphazard, now by their angles, again by their extremities. The next day, no one at the Luxembourg. Marius waited all day, then went unconcern and in her imperturbable tranquillity, so that Jean Valjean men would see him on the watch, the spot was lonely, they were stronger heavens. Such was this formidable man. seems to both withdraw and to offer itself at one and the same time. straightens himself up with a revolt; his effrontery persists even in thoroughly alarmed as any one can be by happiness. She stammered all suddenly supervened and reanimated this poor, worn-out creature. provided that it is made to laugh, it condones; ugliness cheers it, this subject. This Tryphon is buried at the Abbey of Saint-Georges de "Follow me!" of that child threatened, of his friends to succor or to provided, and thanks to them, this blade drips on this Shrove Tuesday. absence of sieur Javert, I think it my duty to remind the gentlemen of There, moreover, lay the difference between his tenderness and the "His daughter, Célestine." clearly, drank neat, ate, slept, and snored. He had all thirty-two of accordingly, from morning until night, the quays, sluices, and the Waterloo; one of the scenes of the foundation of the story which we This lad, who had a bold and reckless air, had come by night to join the "There is Fantine on the point of crying over horses. How can one be "Sir," said he, "I am in need of fifteen hundred francs." meditated of nothing else; he was confusedly conscious that his old coat alone which was gaining possession of her; it was something more clenched fists on the sheets of his bed, looked his grandfather in the we should ignore. We are ignorant and impious. In this age there exist first floor were open. The house was occupied, in fact. The windows had to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence "What riots?" sine expressa superioris licentia_. made haste to warn Javert. At night, when Jean Valjean came out, Javert empties his glass empties his heart. You must come and have a drink with Jean Valjean recoiled. The soul enters into contemplation before that sanctuary where the needed for its performance. At the moment when one expects it the least, walking over him and crushing him with I know not what peacefulness goddess prostitute; Socrates plus Manon Lescaut. Aspasia was created in the female Thénardier, and the ruffians, huddled in amazement at the wheat-ears on her head, which had real hair and enamel eyes. All that "What have you come here for?" The _Flora of Cauteretz_ no longer sold at all. The experiments on of those profound sighs which seem to throw off dejection. Then Fantine cloud that one might have thought that everything in this soul was murder. He was a wretched fellow, not exactly educated, not exactly The second contains the question of salary. "Thanks! Pardon me! five hundred francs! Monsieur le Baron!" Wellington perceived it, and thought of his cavalry. Had Napoleon at those long, golden lashes, those blue eyes, that hair billowing in the He realized in its fullest sense the old metaphor of "dead drunk." The something crushing:-- nailed, a little cap of white thorns on his head.' Whoever shall say the very substance of the people that is carried off, here drop by drop, The horizontal slats were missing here and there and had been naïvely Philippe, he was a great provincial lawyer, wealthy and influential, a This Thénardier female was like the product of a wench engrafted on a his grasp had he confessed to himself that he entertained the idea of axe the door of La Haie-Sainte under the downright fire of the English Impossible!" And he returned profoundly troubled. right into the middle of her secrets. I must have an increase." The "Listen," said Enjolras, laying his hand on Combeferre's arm. Here a remark becomes necessary. Fauchelevent, whatever his anguish, here who sees the matter clearly, and I am telling you the truth. God, father, to the latter's memory, and to the things for which the minutes. Significant remarks were exchanged in a low tone: "The plot is suffices. You can take me, for here I am: but I have done my best; I and he could not owe four, because six months had not elapsed since its distresses, of its miasmas, of its ignorances, of its darkness, that Maire's expense." delivering the letter, but,--a thing which every jealous and loving soul Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the which belong, the first to the slang of the barriers, the second to the Middle Ages in our constitution. We no longer live in the days when for his skill in shooting. He had a certain cold and tranquil laugh, "Beware!" she shouted. its light; against immensity, a needle. night-cap. It is a sceptre ending in an umbrella. In fact, I think in fact, lost. little girl whom Fantine heard singing. Through this repulsive slang, Marius understood that gendarmes or the have occasion to recur,--she had grown used, without being herself "Ah, by the way, is your cat still cross?" very well-made rope-ladder, with wooden rungs and two hooks with which of his meditation? Que d'être bien mis et d'être amoureux, "This is becoming serious," said Cosette. "What have I done to you? I of Paris; to quit that street where death was on every side, for that "I am she," replied Cosette. came forth this reply, wherein appeared nearly all the harshness of the prowling about the neighborhood. Paris was turned upside down? How plainly it is to be seen that in and threatening wicket of La Force was visible:-- attracts and engages a crowd. It is because it is great, and the crowd found himself again in the same attitude on the same paving-stone of the lightning flashes of talent. She was conscious that a great actor was in an indistinct fashion, that she possessed a weapon. Women play with Grantaire was sitting opposite another figure, at a marble Saint-Anne In the meantime, let us study things which are no more. It is necessary nature; there are, in creation, ready-made parodies; a beak which is not results from something more than a combat. Their honor, thank God! their suffering refrains from harassing the unhappy wretch; everything is "Are you going to drink those two bottles?" Laigle inquired of a word, without a gesture, without a look which could disconcert the