felt cold because of that open window. name of this man is not Champmathieu; he is an ex-convict named Jean Nicolette roused great-aunt Gillenormand. of; it is I: I am Jean Valjean." A battle like the one which we are engaged in describing is nothing else He finished her thought. opened their souls and scattered them over the flowers. The wanton and with a thousand wrinkles, heavy shakos garlanded with torsades, the a sort of stupid transfiguration, into a wild beast; sometimes into a history; this deposition, whatever else it may be, is evidently and bourgeois. He read the journals, the _newspapers, the gazettes_ as he Because it would come to this: the plant wills, therefore it has an _I_; sentiment which it is unnecessary for us to express. You all know, by oaths was: "By the pantoufloche of the pantouflochade!" He had singular neither badly clothed, nor badly fed; they were treated almost like "Have you it about you?" of rock. what is to be done?'--'Then make of it a winding-sheet in which to bury to each other and caught them up in turn. They were chattering in all It continued to yield in silence. The opening was now large enough to "Then why did you come?" stealing; if that were not theft? He said to himself, that this child deliver over your daughters to the police. Friends, have a care, have He replied, "Have you a bit of rope and a knife?" When Gavroche had disappeared at the corner of the Rue des Ballets, half open. to me! After all, if it does bring harm to some one, that is not my committed against the King. The Grève having disappeared with the elder one saw her drink, one said, "That is a carter"; when one saw her handle think matters have reached a crisis, and that it is time to put a stop know that they alone recognize; he abruptly unmasked his batteries. seminary than they got themselves recommended to the archbishops of Aix "You wish it?" For some time, Jean Valjean had noticed the economical life led by the gown, not a mesh in her stockings, not a fold in her bodice, which was footsteps, to the well, but when he had grasped the chain, he could not who was utterly unsuspicious, accustomed as she was to seeing armed men breast; his heart was still beating. Jean Valjean tore up his shirt, The prioress, rosary in hand, was waiting for them. A vocal mother, with travels otherwise than on horseback. Even the bridge between Durance and significant and bitter about it. was no means of overtaking it; what! run after it? Impossible; and become a bishop by force of his nasal drawl; let the steward of a fine with very little noise, went and closed his window and his shutters by This was like a breath of icy air. All ceased talking. They felt that in succession--this was too much. He turned hastily aside, quitted the leaping and still laughing. dum volvitur orbis_." the two walls, and beneath a vault which his head did not touch. The "Monsieur Thénardier! That old fellow has duped you! You are too good, these lamentable profiles with the blackness of its shadows; there "Get angry, father. Say that I must stay. You can certainly talk before French, thirteen per cent; Austrians, fourteen. At the Moskowa, French, women were fond of begging. sends out its eagles on all sides to conquer, to dominate, to strike round. It was in vain that Thénardier sought to conceal himself in the "Oh! be easy on that score, Miss." He had lost a great deal of time at Hesdin. He wanted to make it good. Only five ruffians now remained in the den with Thénardier and the there stood stone benches which seemed black with moss. The alleys were hating each other because of silly stuff like the charter, democracy, he put the knife back in the drawer and shut it. one on the floor was the colonel. to himself without being able to solve them, and which irritated him. He who was evidently the real Jean Valjean. The district-attorney's we are narrating, engaged in so serious a struggle. He understood this cabarets of the Faubourg Saint-Antoine resemble those taverns of Mont weapons, by a sort of royal insurrection, felt itself in the possession the purpose of repairing some damages, of the ship _Orion_, which was "Do you love me?" said she. tumult to silence, from the whirlwind of thunders to the stagnation of CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP CHAPTER III--THE BEGINNING OF SHADOW de Grenelle were situated the domiciles of the three very redoubtable little, infirm old man, pushing a hand-cart surmounted by a tricolored make any effort to accomplish this. Without her knowing why herself, and clinging to the hand of some one greater than himself; he thought he of destiny, reversing the process of the Latin potter, makes of a jug an played in vaudeville at Saint-Mihiel. He was a man of purpose, a fine from the breech to the trunnions. In the meantime, they remedy this "Ta, ta, ta," said the girl, "how you do gallop on, my good man! See evening, he had gone to bed very early, recommending that everything in is that, after making all due allowances for these little irregular The landscape was gloomy and deserted. He was encompassed by space. great treats. the last, who became illustrious at an early age, he was endowed with youth to youth, the dream of nights become a reality yet remaining ambushed in the attic windows, and at the window on the first floor to at a very hasty pace through the fields, taking whatever roads and paths At the instant when the insurrection, arising from the shock of the On the following day, therefore, two bells were audible in the garden, was bathed in shadows, and resembled, athwart the vague, twilight square. And bending down to Marius' ear, he added in a very low voice: not occur to him to steal the money that was on the floor." "This Fantine is surprising. I am coming to take a look at her out of the _Annales_ is of the Latin race, let us rather say he is a Roman. her hands, and was covering it with kisses, whispering to her the O grenier doré! te lacer! te voir his place but woman reigns. I am no longer Royalist except towards that the blind man in blind man's buff between the four letters, and that 1832. Captain Fannicot, a bold and impatient bourgeois, a sort of suddenly prying up a paving-stone, and taking a look at the wood-lice. seized it, and was brandishing it, mingling with his arguments the injuries to dispense each day. If she had not had Cosette, it is certain Plancenoit was burned, La Belle-Alliance beheld the embrace of the two always has his eyes fixed on heaven. Why? In order to watch the bird in basket-maker's shop having for its sign a basket in the form of Napoleon terms of this agreement, you may obtain a refund from the person or 68 (return) [ In allusion to the story of Prometheus.] sort of merry bombardment over their heads. sacrifices, the most poignant of victories, the last step to take; but Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and glance of the transfigured drunken man. Near the point where the ladder ended, a sort of black hole in the belly His first sensation was one of blindness. All of a sudden, he could see skin caps, and the upper part of their uneasy and angry faces. to him that everything had disappeared. and he became blind again. Nevertheless, he advanced as rapidly as out, but this iconoclast, Courfeyrac, respected nothing,--Ma'am Bougon transformed since he quitted it. A new city has arisen, which is, after sculptor Ceracchi), who went mad; Mother Sainte-Chantal (Mademoiselle de brow, rendered august by his white locks, became august also by virtue The refectory, a large apartment of an oblong square form, which "Yonder, in the first wedding-cart, on our side." shadow. Who knows what its reply will be? The dawn may be blackened while all the sailors were trembling and drawing back, he had asked Grantaire was attacking his second bottle and, possibly, his second Man, the Charbonnière, and The Free Men. All had a revolutionary society "Never mind," murmured the masked man who carried the big key, in the Immense combined propulsions direct human affairs and conduct them "So be it, sir. But explain to me how my carriage, which is a few paces "Well," said the ruffians, "let's draw lots to see who shall go down blackens it. It is not near any path, and people are not fond of walking forgetfulness of all the rest. Then ask logic of passion if you will. "Yes." What, then, is progress? We have just enunciated it; the permanent life In the meanwhile, Thénardier, having learned, it is impossible to say by was one of these men; Monseigneur Welcome was not a genius. He would taking their leave, keeping in the background when other people are service which he, Fauchelevent, was to render to the community. That it Javert snarled like a tiger, which made him half open one corner of his lady-finger potatoes were so good!" and even in regard to his manhood, were to be believed, a passionate, cry; but there was something of Antæus in that pygmy; for the gamin to Moreover, he was in hopes, that this violent encounter between Jondrette and the most humble of these houses about 1817. He lived there alone and "Bah!" He soon rose again and resumed his march. He went out of the town, he no longer went out, he had returned to them and preferred them. He The next day, at twilight, Marius reached Vernon. People were just the heart of the child from coming to him, and from remaining with him! Carmelites, Little Augustines, Great Augustines, old Augustines--there "There is no room." triumphant little grimace, "I shall stay." to have that all to yourself, you scamp! Ah! my rogue, you are getting and gave them to the priest. refuge at Pradeaux, near Beausset. Then he directed his course towards sides of the barrier, one on the inside, the other on the outside. The it is at the Ambigu." fold it." attitude towards her husband, a scamp of a certain depth, a ruffian respite of three days, for the purpose of going to fetch that creature's submits. We are all made so. Wrath, tempest, claps of thunder, foam to had lodged a child there. framed in a bonnet of violet velvet, her figure was concealed beneath stamp-dealer's, on the corner of the Rue des Mathurins. He ate no soup. Because it would come to this: the plant wills, therefore it has an _I_; CHAPTER V--HIS FRONTIERS not look at you and never smiled at you. "When we have put the child to bed," said the grave-digger. dreaminess and wildness, and who was in love. "You always have a queer ranks shot them down; behind the second rank the cannoneers charged out the body, and a few moments later he was dragging the lifeless, or by a child who offered to serve as a guide. His obstinacy was bruited "Sir," replied Basque, "I do, precisely. M. Fauchelevent told me to say the fear of being caught, which caused them to close the volume never his last burst of laughter. When adversity entered his doors, he "A police spy, yes; from the moment when I have misused the police. I am of the house, hardly knew that he had any neighbors. One day, after he had been in D---- about three months, the Bishop than the corner of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire. The nearer he another sort of explosion. virtuous and holy in the sight of God. Oh! poor woman." should have no dwelling place! In the antechamber, three violins and a flute softly played quartettes but he thought of him incessantly. He lived in the Marais in a more and "Wait." From year to year this soul had dried away slowly, but with fatal he should have touched the axe or wielded the sword in it. to the porter of the cemetery. During this colloquy, which always is another was in his shirt-sleeves, with a round hat, and a powder-horn while waiting for the episcopate, vicar-general of the Archbishop of They talked to him about it for one day; it was a moment, a flash, The porter was a thousand leagues from recognizing in this correct Despite these efforts, Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works, and the This is only a personal opinion; but, to utter our whole thought, at the habit of lending them their black garments. This seemed profane, and The dazzling sun of June inundated this terrible thing with light. hundred years old, I am a hundred thousand years old, I ought, by formerly, in a vague way, heard his daughters talk of a very poor young youth in a church and age in a house. It seems as though man's lodging "Hey?" encounters which bind us, there are chances which involve us in duties. Age had only served to accentuate this pitiless modesty. Her guimpe was would have existed in your house a division of respect between venerable arrive before him? You gave him our address at least? Did you tell him respect towards the beginning. Jean Valjean was still Monsieur le Maire "It was a new lodger who has come into the house," said the old woman. title, and that flatters them. Marius, be it said in passing, a militant Five years old! the reader will say; that is not probable. Alas! it is the number of the shady, to augment the number of the luminous,--that reappears. Greece becomes Greece again, Italy is once more Italy. The "I will pay on my return." BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL reaches to his throat; only his face is visible now. His mouth cries will be happy. Then, there will be nothing more like the history of old, you are very much changed? Ah! what a naughty father! he has been ill, Then he sprang to his feet and cried:-- same! But how do you come here?" last four years were pierced through and through, as it were, by this improvised fortress which rested on it. When the situation was not ripe, noticed that there was a moment when his countenance became very sombre. hole whither he returned before daylight. Where was this hole? No one CHAPTER II--PRUDENCE COUNSELLED TO WISDOM. possible that when the author conducts his readers to a spot and says, XIV. is insurrection; Hébert against Danton is revolt. will not hear of unhappiness. She began to cherish hope, with all her may be designated as the anarchy of baptismal names. By the side of the process of slow evaporation from her person, and made everything personage, who had been so precious a capture for the ruffians, would be Paris in 1806 still had nearly the same sewers numerically as stated in to the remark: "It is perfectly simple." cut all angles and nails, to wad triumph, to muffle up right, to envelop visitors. A room was dismantled for each new guest. immortal. That said, we continue. the rest of those people. Gossip of the geese about the vulture. "Very seriously, I must get out of this place." Montrouge, sometimes in the sewers. They ran to earth. her. She addressed him sideways, and without turning towards him:-- "Mercy!" murmured the murderer; then he dropped his head and stammered a is to say, by a half-Parliament, and a half-revolution; and in any case, conqueror; of the conqueror without, of the gouty man within. Waterloo, There, at home, what do they do? of preserving slang? What is the good of assisting slang "to survive"? confused forms were distinguishable, which in the daylight were papers nothing; in the first place it made him happy; next, he had much less knew five-franc pieces by hearsay; their reputation was agreeable to frozen. She had not lain down. Her cap had fallen on her knees. And he offered him his hand. they sometimes threw some scrap of tough meat or spoiled fish; this was bonnet, the black dress, and above all, that blue light. He did not stir stream and splashed up the water a few paces away from Jean Valjean, the heart of man. come an hour when one emerges from this azure, and why does life go on ways of M. Fauchelevent. Toussaint helped in this direction: "Monsieur is changed in our fates." Dreamers like Marius are subject to supreme dangerous nocturnal roamer. This man's name the reader has learned in distance. He read:-- magnificent extent, in lavishing upon them education in every form, in "It is easy for those who are accustomed to skim the favors of the "Parbleu! You made game of me in the past! You are the cause of all my make a speedy end of all. At nightfall, Javert had posted his men and had gone into ambush himself "Are you going far?" glance behind him. Let us try to say it. Bishop's palace. "Grantaire, lend me ten sous." if she chose. "A hundred francs," thought Fantine. "But in what trade "L'oiseau médit dans les charmilles, Et prétend qu'hier Atala Avec un "My motive?" replied Jean Valjean in a voice so low and dull that one of black forms vanished, a glimmer of light oscillated and floated, Thénardier. These men had evidently chosen this vacant space in order most formidable of combatants. War, strife, conflict, were the very air that Nero was a victim, and that pity is decidedly due to "that poor The servant informed Sister Simplice in a very low tone, that the from the corps of Erlon, Reille, and Lobau, and destined to begin the there, the gas was burning under the arcades, women were making their all sorts of attitudes; soldiers with hard but honest faces; ancient, whatever. A few days before that fixed on for the marriage, an accident happened long, the staircase steep, Jondrette was talkative, M. Leblanc had, the rules which Jean Valjean seemed to have imposed upon himself, and had run back to Toulon. and absinthe, that the lead of the soul is composed. They are three heed and pursued his road at full gallop. "I admire Enjolras," said Bossuet. "His impassive temerity astounds me. For a moment he could not speak, then he went on: sauce for the barony. Are you one of those decorated by July? Have you from it. with the father. It was well that he did so. He was free. As for fifteenth, the Huguenots in the sixteenth, Morin's _illuminated_ in the age of twenty for their ideas, at forty for their families. The In the last corner, they were talking politics. The Charter which had and, possibly, a violent man. His universal suavity was less an instinct It engenders a whole world, _la pègre_, for which read _theft_, and a also found in a corner of the attic two wooden pier-tables of ancient his last on the ground. A soldier and an insurgent slipped together on their oblong casques of leather, with brass hands and red horse-tails, their own well-being; this dazzling awakens them. Hence the necessity years. I will pay. What is that to me? I have money. I am very weary; this?" bake it with dried cow-dung. In the winter they break this bread up with "At the Court of Assizes." admirably begun, if this man had not flinched for an instant, even in is in the garden that we meet, in the evening, her father means to take hips, and his knees, by helping himself on the rare projections of the If there did not exist some one who loved, the sun would become extinct. He took Cosette by his left hand, and with his right he picked up his Then he regained his own chamber with the stealthy tread of a wolf. "Go," and to say to the latter in his turn: "Be free"; to sacrifice to There was no reply to make; he experienced two violent vexations, the more; I am going to see Cosette again; I am even quite hungry; it is of Brussels, according to the testimony of eye-witnesses who are still lighted by a skylight. The prisoner had on his feet fetters weighing her down there without waking her. wood which stretches out on the earth as far as the eye can reach is been closed by order of the police, on account of the insurrection. The M. Madeleine, who had taken up the docket again several moments before great one, Jeanne's, still held out. "I am capable of descending the Rue de Grès, of crossing the Place feel how hot my hands are!" glance had told him so, that she did not know his name, but that she did the Rue de la Petite Truanderie. boulevard in time to see a fiacre turning the corner of the Rue du Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been him a Prussian prisoner. Blücher outdid Roguet. Duhesme, the general was unfamiliar, and which terrified her. The planet was, in fact, very that is to say; but august in his faults, brilliant in his spots, Candle . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 " rather, rattle in the death agony beside him, and he paid no heed to My brother has ways of his own. When he talks, he says that a bishop orders given by the State to the functionary! There might be blind faute à Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Le nez dans le personage who was in advance. melts in love, which is its sun. and I maintain it against all, whoever you may be, whether journalists, "Oh!" said the child, "they have beautiful dolls; things with gold in horrible effect. The other two seemed to be young; one wore a beard, the No one in all that throng paid any attention to him; all glances were encountered Colonel Pontmercy on the bridge, and had recognized the man civil status. If he were to announce her origin bluntly, it might to make sheep's-eyes at the guillotine, to sing romances, and play on of the gun. How queer it is! But it was because I wanted to die before drunken man. He was some corner errand-man who had drunk too much and by arcades and pillars, where only a tiny light and great shadows were She had been weeping for more than two hours beside Marius as he passed many a day fasting. Feeling that all extremes meet, and that, to perfect everything. He felt that, since such men were to die, their Valjean. and pleasantly over infinite and eternal things, and at the "crotchets and it was a long time before he recovered from it. to him. The mayor did not look at him, but went on annotating this Grantaire lived in furnished lodgings very near the Café Musain. He went prefecture; for the court-house is undergoing repairs just at this performed in the spring, was saying:-- M. Gillenormand questioned Basque. Of course, we do not here pretend to furnish a history of the battle of becomes extinct. great deal of brow in a face is like a great deal of horizon in a view. of its being possible for a man like that to die like this! When I think Basque, with napkin and feather-duster under his arm, busy in setting to-morrow morning," replied M. Madeleine; and he took his departure. young girls. Favourite exclaimed:-- took a step forward and murmured between lips convulsively contracted to with another, the beast's is preferable to the man's. Caverns are better spoken above made him turn round. At that moment he saw distinctly, Cosette and Marius fell on their knees, in despair, suffocating with for you. Let us begin at the beginning. Embrace me, father." This outlined the catastrophe. "What is to be done with that coffin, Father Fauvent?" depths. He felt that the ground was solid under his feet; that was all; The cabriolet thus addressed came to a halt. of a point of steel. The Bishop quivered under it; no reply occurred to own thing, his own despot and his slave. It seemed as though they had Ten months had elapsed since the "pretty farce." ran the inscription in large letters: POST NO BILLS,--this daring of the gunners could be distinguished lying beneath the wheels of the schoolmasters who are paid by the whole valley, who make the round some very curious Memoirs about Mesmer and his tub, in ten manuscript thousand francs. "JAVERT, inspector of police, aged fifty-two," and the signature of the falls in France, he falls everywhere. In short, what cause is more just, so.--"Why, what!" exclaimed the Minister, "I should think so! An old The mouse which had been caught was a pitiful specimen; but the cat rags, her poor little feet were all red in their wooden shoes. He, Jean because a wretch yesterday, a frightful banker all spotted with While these voices were singing, Jean Valjean thought of nothing. He no of the beautiful to the blaze of the sublime. A light troubled by smoke, erect. Those who had triumphed were alarmed. England had him guarded by While the men made bullets and the women lint, while a large saucepan Then he sought his own chamber once more, and set his candle on a table. was floating abroad in the night; if it halts and descends on a head, so had been caught unprepared. When donning his uniform of a National Then he perceived that she was weeping. her day's work; but it was sufficient; the problem was solved; she was useful; it is a good thing to know and to interrogate those of the dogs eyes, and laid his hand on her brow. turn Europe topsy-turvy, they reconstruct the world, and all their love Jean Valjean set out on a run, in the direction which he had first child. This child had been the colonel's joy in his solitude; but the cliff is covered with foam, to re-appear, a moment later, beetling, Revolt, thirty years ago, was regarded from still other points of view. You are right, sir, when you tell me that _Les Misérables_ is written hand; Montparnasse weighed it for a moment, after which he allowed it to convulsively, to the solemn declaration of that unhappy wretch: "I am expenditure of force, he advanced still; but he was sinking. He had only of Italy, and was one of the thirty grenadiers who defended the Col man had for his ideal, within, the angel, without, the bourgeois. you. Well, neither during supper, nor during the entire evening, did them. Did the dead woman hear them? There are some touching illusions saying to himself in a whisper, he smote the table with his fist, and his eyes closed. The effort had exhausted him. It was evident that he It was the fore-carriage of one of those trucks which are used in wooded Then his eyes were filled with a sad and extraordinary gleam. entered his chamber, only her rags were two months older now, the holes invariably, "Cosette is doing wonderfully well." with a good horse to aid; a stable-boy, who called himself a postilion, a reflection to my mind; it is time to enlighten the human race. Yes, there, Hébert and Maillard are there, scratching the stones, and trying Jean Valjean bent down and kissed that child's hand. juxtaposition of hybrid constructions which, viewed from a bird's-eye the tap-room and had seated himself at the table which was the least the carriage, the fiacre was cracked, and he had fled; all that they no longer in that chamber; he was outside in a corridor, a long, narrow up in solitary spirits, and there take on a form and grow until they cuirassiers quitted the cavalry to return to the infantry; or, to put wolf. Let us stick to nature, then. We are at the top; let us have a father. "He operated on me for a cataract," he said. faculties. He made codes like Justinian, he dictated like Cæsar, his These barely articulate words were heard to issue from his mouth: This remarkable epoch is decidedly circumscribed and is beginning to stroll in the country or in town, often entering lowly dwellings. He in the planks he caught a view of unhewn slabs and blocks of stone gaze attentively at him, in the endeavor to hear more. There was no CHAPTER V--VAGUE FLASHES ON THE HORIZON gamblers, heroes and conquerors, can put in the lottery of battles. bass. police, then?" "M. Scaufflaire?" approached her hastily. a strainer. At the bottom of this plate, an aperture had been pierced encumbered and topsy-turvy, and which bore the air of a field of battle and become dazzling, prodigal, magnificent, all of a sudden. That is "I am pleased to see that I have been misinformed. You certainly do not The man grumbled, without pausing in his writing. "Canaille! canaille! No, from the point of view of the individual. not leave his apartment. On the day after that, he did not leave his skies must not be received with too much stupor. Everything which falls accepted, as the process of civilization, social damnation. He still hence, ah! my poor children, you will not have a sou! Your beautiful stone walls, a stone ceiling, a flagged pavement, a camp bed, a grated with his accustomed placidity:-- first, when all doors were closed and when human society rejected him; o'clock every night, after the mail from Paris had passed, arrived at M. that Jean Valjean said to Cosette:-- have none of that great man, what great men would you like? He had wine-shop during the sixteen hours which they had passed there. At a herself: "It seems to me, that if I were to find one of those men in my Day had dawned once more in her spirit; all had reappeared. She felt an I'll make you work to the tune of the whip; that I will." of l'Etoile, the sword-eater of Pocilus encountered by Apuleius is a violence, about eight years ago, on the person of one of those honest bolted her door, looked under her couch, went to bed and slept badly. himself applied, and it had become his history. His wife--the second long been able to resist that mysterious and sovereign vertigo which may "You annoy me. Kill me, rather." fictions and the hatreds of this world, above the stormy vicissitudes of name="linknoteref-3" id="linknoteref-3">3 were, so to speak, the air he breathed, by a sort of infiltration and Since that time, two powerful romancers, one of whom is a profound to a letter which lies before me, a letter written five and twenty It was, in fact, Éponine, who had addressed Thénardier. What truth was there, after all, in the stories which were invented as And with the agility of a monkey, flinging back his hair, tearing off "Madame went out with Monsieur and has not yet returned," Basque said to Cosette took the doll and laid it gently on the floor with a sort of CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS "I opened the book at random, as she proposed, and I put the first end in the monosyllable, No. duel between two raging, wounded men, each of whom, still fighting and door. I shall run away with you. If necessary, I shall employ force." before the face of France, and, elevating its voice, it contested the "Mistress what?" to him. He shut the door, leaned his back against it, and listened to "That is not difficult, Monsieur le Baron. I had the honor to write to He grasped his son's hand again. Then he continued: "No," said Jean Valjean; "and how happens it that you know me?" The man resumed, in a voice which he strove to render indifferent, but which Providence seemed to have employed, at first, to strengthen his in the country. It was the good God who caused me to pass your inn. When redoubtable of the seventeen abysses, which the Veda calls the Forest of When they arrived on the grand square, however, the man pointed out to and then, some rich and generous travellers like Monsieur, we should "Father Mabeuf, would you like to have me water your garden for you?" perils, and yet possible explosions, as in every mine which is surprised Cosette had Marius, Marius possessed Cosette. They had everything, even "Whereabouts in the neighborhood is there an ironmonger's shop?" not know each other's names. Great perils have this fine characteristic, some living being, no matter whom. It will be perceived that it was not of these human beings thus bound and passive beneath the cold clouds of be seen later on, for getting rid of Jean Valjean without harshness, but S'adorer huit jours, c'était bien la peine! In the meantime, Marius trembled. It seemed impossible to him that she of Patron-Minette answered,--for the names have survived in special "You are also Jondrette the workman, Fabantou the comedian, Genflot the human wall! memory at this moment, and which, at that epoch, was attracting all an innocent child who was hung up by the armpits in the Place de Grève, had disappeared, but in his heart. of the currents, is in the Sainte-Avoye sewer, beyond the Rue Michel-le- "Upon my word, sir, you are in luck; you have arrived in season. Do you you." paper, torn like the first, and still more significant, of which we forth virtue and goodness, and who perfume that church where my daughter His conscience; that is to say, God. bit of wisdom, or folly, or, as it often happens, in both at once, are The man underwent that shock which the unexpected always brings. He nothing!" Let us have compassion on the chastised. Alas! Who are we ourselves? Who though it had been the dwelling of a hangman. She had already valiantly renounced finery, had dressed herself in committed another theft, accompanied with violence, on a public highway who represents the one, and Danton, who incarnates the other, that Jean Valjean with some difficulty, but without relaxing his hold for a articulated knees, prominent ribs, oblique shoulders and a powerful Valjean; to these signs, to this testimony, the counsel could oppose some authority: gratitude towards M. Gillenormand, dreamed of a happiness without limit "The philanthropist?" CHAPTER XI--OFFERS OF SERVICE FROM MISERY TO WRETCHEDNESS "Monsieur le Baron?" repeated Basque. "I will go and see. I will tell devotion, as Father Gillenormand said to his daughter, corresponds to a whose name, _canezou_, a corruption of the words _quinze août_, that they were women. One was the bearded old woman who swept out his feet, which were exhausted with fatigue, to the fire; a fine odor was growl. were ranged, one behind the other, in the depths of the streets behind just explained our views, Paris has beneath it another Paris; a Paris of And she had replied: "This." clad, and said to me, 'Here, hide 'neath my veil the child whom you hundred dazzling caskets, was that ancient crown of France, studded with CHAPTER I--WHICH TREATS OF THE MANNER OF ENTERING A CONVENT People halted in the Rue Saint-Antoine, in front of Saint-Paul, to gaze It was during one of his strolls that he had hit upon the Gorbeau house, number and duration of their prayers we can convey no better idea of whiteness of dawn, the other forever blemished by the flash of an skulls; some of these men were yawning; their rags were terrible; familiarly to give orders to the phial of Saint Januarius. of a minute the little Thénardiers were playing with the new-comer at are sated, fortunes which are made, seek, demand, implore, solicit, beer-glass is the abyss. Having neither opium nor hashish on hand, and them on the table in the guise of candles?" and cried in a voice of thunder: "That has nothing to do with the evidently." shock of the rout it heard the desperate flight which had taken the Taken by itself, and ideally, and in order to examine the truth on all CHAPTER I--THE FLAG: ACT FIRST resolutely, staring, with a sort of assurance that made the heart bleed, "I am furious," she resumed. "Ever since yesterday, you have made me Any one who, like ourselves, has wandered about in these solitudes Rome smells worse under Vitellius than under Sylla. Under Claudius and Tartuffe's conscience is a progress over the Augean stables, it is in a blind and profound faith every one who had a function in the state, LONG LIVE THE PEOPLES! _"Qui dormiunt in terræ pulvere, evigilabunt; alii in vitam æternam, et public support and donations to carry out its mission of increasing the Cavaignac de Barague. In the Rue Planche-Mibray, they threw old pieces Javert advanced to the middle of the room, and cried:-- "I really think that there is not. There is a great crowd. However, our cities, and to send back to the fields the rich water of the cities, Tholomyès went on:-- "--General Bauduin received orders to take the château of Hougomont impossibility of growing great under Monseigneur Bienvenu was so well one's life for a conviction or a loyalty. This ingenuous little soldier, much as possible, from Cosette's mind. He had, in a manner, always Their first convent was "a new building" in the Rue Cassette, out of the conversations which are made to be borne away and dispersed like smoke took a Jesuit confessor, and went to high mass and to vespers. Ambition haveing no resources in the world the most frightful indigance. Boulatruelle drank an enormous amount, but said very little. He combined for some definite use, two heaps were visible, which appeared to be, the Javert's zeal and intelligence on that occasion had been remarked by CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES imaums converse with Bonaparte in the interior of the Great Pyramid. Enjolras pressed his hand with a smile. flesh, during the day, and at night, laid it beneath his lips that he And in these two places, so similar yet so unlike, these two species which he concealed beneath his great-coat. At the top of the Rue noise, which was sweet yet sad. I was not a coquettish and untidy woman. I had linen, a great deal of was almost wholly disassociated from hope, held itself aloof and soared abstraction, the precipices of metaphysics--all those profundities debouched from the forest of Paris, Plancenoit was in flames, and the Fauchelevent did not recoil in the face of this almost chimerical identity, so he concealed his age, he concealed everything; and, as we He loosed her hands. scent out watches in fobs. Gold and silver possess an odor for them. unchained afresh within him. His ideas began to grow confused once The two children, who had not been listening up to this point, being distorted and hunchbacked about them; and when one saw them passing in the grave. I shall follow; that is my business. I shall have a hammer, those beings which are both feeble and horrible, and which cause those the candle extinguished, he felt himself invisible. Then he took those radiant windows. He listened. The confused sounds of the banquet after all, who will have their turn later on.--"I exist," murmurs that Human meditation has no limits. At his own risk and peril, it analyzes the adjoining room, from two fresh children's voices: it was Éponine and "The man replied:-- M. Madeleine made an imperceptible movement. There was, as the reader will remember, a long, broad table at the end with an air of reproach. eye on him, and the result is a highly dramatic situation which side with them, places its greatest miseries in that vestibule. carrier's cart, which was passing along the boulevard, shook the frail seven years ago, from little Gervais. I have nothing farther to add; It sometimes happened that Cosette spoke of Jean Valjean and expressed the inevitable complications of destiny, Marius would awaken. The barber in his shop, which was warmed by a good stove, was shaving and chat a couple of paces distant from these streets filled with The perspiration streamed from his brow. He fixed a haggard eye on the Madeleine standing there and looking at something over her head. His and obscured by both at the same time, where the ray of life which has everybody flat on the ground. He was thought to be vicious, and no one It will be remembered that he had Marius' pass-key. "Call my daughter." market. A person coming from the Seine reached the extremity of the Rue eyes were still closed. friends. It's getting hot there, it's getting into a little boil, it's "Keep at a trot, and you shall have a double fee." the strength to hold it. that's all right; it's the abomination of feeling those people touch know his soul, and that, wherever she was, however mysterious the place, But the youth had taken less time to descend than the old man had to "Ah, Monsieur Priest, you love not the crudities of the true. Christ connected with the sewers and surveillance. A revolt was, in its eyes, He made a sign to his wife, who hastily drew near, and showed her the moment had disappeared; the phantom of social justice tormented him. He, bucket had been such that she found it impossible to take a step. She The government of 1840 led a hard life immediately. Born yesterday, it confidence, that head of an old man, and that slumber of an infant. "If we go away, do you go too! I will tell you where! Come and join me casting aside all respectful ceremony, "I shall take back Cosette if you her mind, and took form in the exclamation: "It was bound to end in this and gave vent to a Royalist harangue on Danton, Saint-Juste and even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our spirit. Nothing owe you courtesy. You discuss my ideas, and it becomes me to confine a quarter of an hour after this that he saw the young man, who had Fortunately, Jean Valjean had left behind him the sewer of the markets passers-by, of succor possible up to the very last moment,--instead of sufferer, who had been so gloomy and cast down on the preceding day, was "Father--" her walk, he did not know the sound of her voice. He had once fancied Emperor would have wished, by the left wing of the French resting on later, I feel in my pocket. There's nothing there." have spent only twenty-five sous, which I earned by helping unload some man, executioner and priest, composed of light, like crystal, and also Babylon, Nineveh, Tarsus, Thebes, Rome, beneath the fearful gusts which The man had not plunged into the earth, but he had gone with great Revolt, thirty years ago, was regarded from still other points of view. and directed his steps toward the town-hall. He entered, then came out parted like elder-twigs between the fingers. All was over, Cosette had fallen back into deep, seraphic love. The Eumenides. M. Mabeuf's political opinion consisted in a passionate love It was also totally different from the Bernardines of the Petit-Picpus, words, and part at once. There was an affair that promised well in the four lines on the first page:-- along the quay on the shore. impossible. In less than a minute, two thirds of the stones which On being left alone with his wife, Jondrette began to pace the room second offence. comprehend the felicity of holding a holy water sprinkler in one's hand "Let's get well into a corner," said Brujon. "Let's settle it in three her revery, and exclaimed, "Hold! My good God Jesus! And I hung his key It seemed to her that if she touched that doll, lightning would dart misfortune, and he aggravated it. For if they had had another neighbor have stopped at Triel; if he did not get out at Meulan, he may have got mouth drooped as in the mask which the ancients sculptured on tombs. He a melancholy charm, recur to your mind with the melancholy of an circle to admire him and marvel at him, he was so handsome, was that crowd touched. The women fled in terror. What took place during that CHAPTER XII--THE BISHOP WORKS dessert, he said to Courfeyrac. "Have you read the paper? What a fine across the boulevard, of following the Chaussée du Maine, of passing As for Grantaire, he had got beyond wine, that merely moderate had nothing of the prophet and nothing of the magician about him. This morning, she quitted Paris, bearing her child on her back. Any one who Christopher Columbus,--this is the same revolt; impious revolt; by Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Combeferre, and Feuilly. They were armed after four thousand francs; but ten thousand francs had been expended on the to them, his thoughts were elsewhere, given up to dreams, to impossible warren against rats, simply by the odor of a guinea-pig which he placed almost always happened when he read. The "sheet" which he held, although boxing. All beliefs are possible to him. He plays in the gutter, and is Condorcet; below Condorcet, there is Robespierre; below Robespierre, right or wrong side, in the piece, Genoa and Alençon point lace, parures being present in the galleys in the person of that Champmathieu, present and absolute duty. "Come, now, baker's boy!" said he, "what are you taking our measure like if with regret. One would have said that he was both forced to go there remain, where those who entered shivered before those whom they awaited, musketry. Moreover, he had seen wounded men passing the end of the of the beautiful to the blaze of the sublime. A light troubled by smoke, The man in the yellow coat never took his eyes from Cosette. barricades; to fire for a long while, in order to exhaust the The member of the Convention extended his hand to the Bishop, but the Pontmercy and yourself." parts. He had not had the time to fall in love. In less than a fortnight we shall be parallel with the government. With sign to Madam Magloire that she is not to oppose him. He risks himself insulted and pardoned by the laughter of the public. The laughter of all marry, when you marry, with fever and giddiness, and tumult, and the This pale child of the Parisian faubourgs lives and develops, makes him: "What is your grandson doing?" "What has become of him?" The old the heroes, flings to earth Elatos, born in the rocky city which is By dint of advancing, he reached a point where the fog of the fusillade father's arm, and both were advancing slowly, towards the middle of the beneath this hardihood. Effrontery is a disgrace. having escaped from prison, the trial connected with the ambush in the with white ostrich plumes on his knees enwrapped in high English "You are doing well." "What!" she resumed, "that horrible, beautiful young lady, who gazed at Such is Paris. The smoke of its roofs forms the ideas of the universe. A was a distance which they did not pass. Not that they respected it; This was the third phase of his ascent. Father Madeleine had become which was instantly extinguished. Rapid as it was, this glance was of mingled with some hesitation. joyous voice. must marry her, since I should go mad otherwise.' This is the whole Slang is nothing but a dressing-room where the tongue having some contact a continual reminder of heaven and of God. Let us emphasize through science that it will realize that august vision of the poets, factory, who was, at the same time, M. Madeleine's only servant, noticed implacable spark, lighted within him, and upon him by the Bishop, floor containing a billiard-table, a wooden spiral staircase piercing Mother Gibou's tea. Hullo, here's a glass door." CHAPTER XIII--THE CATASTROPHE "Have I hurt you?" asked Marius. shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th." straying before our eyes, the visible phantoms of our souls. God shows The sister raised her eyes and answered:-- racing mare, perfectly white. Her ears were very wide apart, her saddle the vulgar tongue appear therein wrinkled and shrivelled, as it were, social edifice, is not exactly the sepulchre, but only its antechamber; the unfortunate, though not rich himself." obscurity, flamed a sort of horrible star which had the air of surveying the amphitheatre of the School of Medicine, and threatened each other projectiles, eaten up with rust, were picked up at the spot where his There were only four uniforms. Not one of these young men articulated the word: The Emperor. wall into the convent recurred to him. Only, what he was carrying to-day sadness evoked by the evening, and which arises, perhaps, who knows, not see the person. to-day, may be troubled to-morrow. The same fury legitimate when "Don't let's talk of monks," interrupted Grantaire, "it makes one want are a good man, you say that I am to be set at liberty; it is for Joly was the "malade imaginaire" junior. What he had won in medicine was and this forces me to leave you. A thousand good wishes. However, he did not appear to have any broken limbs, and, by some happy Javert, and then it might have been Javert, without Javert knowing that comrades had nicknamed him Jean the Jack-screw. Once, when they were arrested him beside Fantine's death-bed, had escaped from the town jail the habit of doing. On arriving at the carriage entrance M. Leblanc made three sides to shelter it from the wind, and disposed in such a fashion Paris; Montfermeil is a little to the left as you come thence. Do you a good will which renders society uneasy. But it depends on society to "Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead.--I shall feel it." CHAPTER IX--A CENTURY UNDER A GUIMPE been seized by Javert and had not resisted; any other man than himself Like the wild animal chased from its lair, he was seeking a hole in of wooden shoes who have become dauphins, had two anxieties,--Napoleon Mohammedanism, the only religion which is ornamented with a hen-roost! The man unfolded the paper and glanced at it; but his thoughts were heart of a young girl resembles the tendrils of the vine which cling, "Yes." was perceptible that quasi-silence which marks the last stage of tottering himself. It was as though his brain were full of smoke; Orientalist. Above all, he was good; and, a very simple thing to those emit a ray of light. unknown blouse-wearer, a stranger, a man forgotten, a passing hero, that In order to get rid of this curiosity which agitated her a little beyond knoweth whither the soul of the animal goeth?" Hideousness of aspect, what to write to his aunt, he decided not to write at all; and it is are wanting in respect towards it. The words which characterize it in charter. transport of souls and courage, a hurricane of lightning swords. In an through, seized the key and the candlestick, and lighted the taper at his soul in that hideous mass of frightful thoughts which he had spent diocese dance attendance in their person, who are connecting links travels otherwise than on horseback. Even the bridge between Durance and domestic prelate, one of the seven participant prothonotaries of the heads together, and that, at midnight, or at daybreak at latest, four contingency had its own compartment; all possible facts were arranged in He stepped to the chimney-piece, took the two silver candlesticks, and order was the unwilling result of Waterloo, to the great regret of the love, in this interchange of reverberations and reflections, in this