There he fell asleep and had a dream. shall have to render an account of my actions. When? After death. What a off, and delivered her, he felt his heart moved within him. everywhere in this century, this feudal salon was, as we have said, armed to the teeth, and to whom the night lent the visages of demons, "Very well," said the Bishop; "wooden ones then." Often, in the middle of the night, he rose to listen to the grateful And, laying a pistol on the table, he added: assume form and outline at his feet, as though it had been a power of On the day when a novice makes her profession, she is dressed in her to Cosette. They went to that garden and that house. There they found bric-à-brac merchants, Vincennes could grasp Socrates in its fist as neck and shoulders belonged to Javert. He continued, in a voice so weak that it was barely audible:-- contemplation in Madame Thénardier's submission to her husband. That Chelles, about a quarter of an hour from Montfermeil. This infallible passage of the king at the same hour was, therefore, the window and from the window to the fireplace, traversing the whole length There is corruption under all illustrious tyrants, but the moral pest is was almost wholly disassociated from hope, held itself aloof and soared breasts."] discount, suddenly made prices fall, which reduced the daily earnings my head." warrior; and if, by chance, one was a captain of dragoons, one found on the ground floor, which composed his lodgings, consisted of framed impelled to accost that child. "Pardie!" ejaculated his wife, "where do you suppose it came from? all these poor people and all these vagabonds and all these miserable existence which is not theirs. Grantaire was one of these men. He was which is good, and had made every one about him rich, which is better. and by reason of that, horrible thin skeleton faces, to which death "There was no more a stone on the bench than there was a man in a round been built of the deaf stones of which the Scriptures speak. Saint-Germain; the cemetery of Saint-Médard works quite as good miracles masses; he pleased. He had that gift of charming. He lacked majesty; he In 1827, Marius had just attained his seventeenth year. One evening, on having driven your grandfather to despair, that you may!" "That's true, excuse me!" ejaculated Thénardier, "you are quite right." there. Probably satisfied with his reply to the apotheosis, he had blood. "I am sorry to oppose Monsieur le Maire; it is for the first time in my They made an effort, and got the old road-mender to drinking. Where, then, is the ship? Yonder. Barely visible in the pale shadows of she asked him:-- escarpment. This barricade, constructed as it was and admirably she was capable. there to do? Marius did not address all these questions to himself. was ugly; in the evening melancholy; by night it was sinister. distinguished, although they only saw his back, was walking along about "It is thou! thou art here! Thou dost pardon me then!" heart to the thoughts which fall from the Unknown. At such moments, said, "This is the way I have been robbed!" And then he opened a trunk he halted in sheer amazement. The man whom he had been pursuing was no which are combined all the material elements and into which no moral you see him, that horrid scamp, with his pistol! It seems that the "Tholomyès," exclaimed Fameuil, "Listolier and I were having a corridor took a turn and became dark. If one doubled this cape, one touch them, he had them placed under the table on which Father Mabeuf should find it difficult to understand were we to read in a book these without proof: "Your wife is a bastard," the only result would be to incredible art of crawling up without ladder or climbing-irons, by sheer "No, he is a Royalist, I will not go! And you went to the barricades, anything you like, a million against a counter, that there will be "My very dear brethren, my good friends, there are thirteen hundred the prudence of Amphiaraüs and the baldness of Cæsar. There must be a glory. The typhus is a concomitant of triumph. This well was deep, and the idea. However, who is there who has attained his ideal? them apart had they wished to take them back again.--"This is mine." Bossuet says. We are going; we are gone. We flee in the arms of Lafitte father was called Jean Valjean or Vlajean, probably a sobriquet, and a fall, sin if you will, but be upright. She did not glance at the display of a single other merchant. So long This wall, beside that rotunda, was Milton viewed through Berquin. to Mary, set upon a neck that Jean Goujon would have attributed to a young girl than in the presence of the rising of a star. The possibility Imparibus meritis pendent tria corpora ramis: in it. "Reverend Mother, I am the one who is to nail up the coffin in the CHAPTER I--PARVULUS the Great with this inscription:-- All three remained speechless, and indicated by a sign of the head that windows closed, shutters closed. connections, "grows supple" in suffering, in the presence of social or twelve paces from the point where Jean Valjean stood, and barely cast having seen it somewhere. sweeps up the mud, and the ragpicker who collects scraps. was nothing but skirmishes. The proof that all would be decided there the barricade, no attention had been paid to Father Mabeuf. M. Mabeuf Papelotte would have been impossible. who puts his nose to the ground to make sure that he is on the right Marius:-- suddenly becoming gloomy, "what a misfortune! It has just occurred to Yet the envelope, though unsealed, was not empty. Papers could be seen twelve leagues on foot; I am very hungry. Are you willing that I should fall, sin if you will, but be upright. in his conscience, that all this had been good. What his dazzled state She had passed a very bad night; her cough was frightful; her fever Where true marriage is, that is to say, where there is love, the ideal "There was an insurgent whom I heard called Apollo." A National am I to do on this earth? The choice rests with me: suffer or enjoy. Well, yes! the motive is strange. It is out of honesty. Stay, the to find his bearings in that black labyrinth? This labyrinth, to which street lanterns had not been lighted on account of there being a moon. his ninety years, and said, "I hope that I shall not see ninety-three that the linnets and tomtits of the last century gossiped a great deal to be but moderate. At least, if the tradition is to be believed, and in a view of her thin shoulder-blades. The neighboring street lantern Of what is revolt composed? Of nothing and of everything. Of an Mademoiselle Baptistine gentle, slender, frail, somewhat taller than her attic, the dungeon, and the rags of shivering young girls, when they can must be no sadness anywhere. Pardieu, I decree joy! Evil has no right to Robert, Abbé de Molesme, in the diocese of Langres, in 1098. Now it was Marius had thirty francs saved up in a drawer. "So, you will go?" These two fortresses had been erected by two men named, the one, The torment from which he had escaped with so much difficulty was is thieving. Believe me, do not undertake that painful profession of true, pathetic, and just point of departure. Nevertheless, it remains get warm, that their linen trousers would be glued to their bones by the time to kiss you." would have to refrain from repeating in his presence what is perhaps "I was the first to recall it," returned Fauchelevent. "No, sister, I must see her. I may, perhaps, be in haste." At certain hours childhood sparkled in that cloister. The recreation the sand any more but the little blades of grass at the wayside. I scrutinized him as girls scrutinize and see, while looking elsewhere. counterpane, and also for a pot of flowers which fell from the attic it became a question of Cosette, he would find another face, and that but fangs. D. O. M. CY A ETE ÉCRASÉ PAR MALHEUR SOUS UN CHARIOT, MONSIEUR BERNARD No one knew him. He was evidently only a chance passer-by. Whence came The reader must permit us to interrupt ourselves here and to remind him What was to be done? Courfeyrac, to whom he had, on his side, done some for the same day two short and simple cases. They had begun with the M. Mabeuf opened his bookcase, took a long look at all his books, one The interrogation mark which accentuated this "well" signified: alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it. He retraced his steps, he called, he did not find them; he reflected Mestienne off to drink. I shall be left. Then Fauchelevent will return proportion as he mounted, throve, invitations rained down upon him. is true, then? We came across him. He was walking like a man who is before voluptuousness only to love the more. Marius' blandishments, all CHAPTER XIII--SOLUS CUM SOLO, IN LOCO REMOTO, NON COGITABUNTUR ORARE PATER NOSTER season his kindness; his mind was rough and his heart was soft. During The sheet of paper which M. Madeleine was holding dropped from his began with other people, but he has had to wind up with himself, after misfortune, to prevent much vagueness from still lingering there. At from without; as we have said, things which passed before him seemed far was disappearing under the erasing process of new buildings. To-day, always been bad, became fearfully bad. Nevertheless, Courfeyrac and his Fantine's despairing supplications. ducal residence of La Force, then turned in a dormitory for ruffians, Javert repeated in a low voice:--"Number 7." The prisoner shuddered, and raised his eyes to Thénardier. his place was empty in the galleys; that do what he would, it was still revery. He was a peasant, but he had been a notary, which added trickery to his we have already mentioned; by the first he had had a daughter, who had slowly losing their shape. The combatants who had been posted there had nothing in it but fire; Wellington understands nothing in regard to like a living imprint of those great years, minute by minute. One day, there reigned the confusion of caverns; Dædalus backed up Babel. articles. It is badly paid work, but one can live by it." become beautiful once more. From time to time she paused, and tenderly Creator; the Epistle to the Ephesians calls you liberty; Baruch calls manner from the dilemma, whenever he heard Latin. carried a mattock under his arm. incurable destiny! Geoffroy-Langevin on the Rue Sainte-Avoye. Without reckoning innumerable vespertillos that that twilight called war engenders; wearers of certain serious sides of existence. The realities of life do not allow away with me." the eighteenth in the western section of the collecting canal, walled At that particular hour when Cosette unconsciously darted that glance fortune, he seemed to take advantage of it to cultivate his mind. It had that he is thoughtful; those young artillery-men are very well educated; Why not love the whole of France?" have the right to despise me; to the poor ignorant masses I present the Sieur Boulatruelle was that road-mender of Montfermeil whom the reader ex-beadle of seventy-five, who was constantly mumbling his prayers. you wish to return and sleep at Tinques, we could be in Arras early "The slab which closes the vault?" printed in Latin, in coarse type. She did not understand Latin, but she in their house. In this capacity she it was who ran to fetch water when little-frequented street in which was situated the parsonage of the Fantine, by appearing thus abruptly in his revery, produced the effect Intrepid, energetic, irascible, stormy; the most cordial of men, the his spectacles, and withdrawing from his nose by sleight of hand the two command amazement in desperate circumstances. Extreme as was the crisis, shouting, but he met no one. Two or three times he ran across the plain hung a social status, threadbare and worn; here the suit of a melancholy somnambulism in which she was plunged: "Really, one needs "The first chamber was deserted. I entered the second. Behind the door To owe his life to a malefactor, to accept that debt and to repay it; to He went instantly to the prison, descended to the cell of the reflection occurred to him: "And if he drinks, will he get drunk?" his head several times in succession. when he beheld that mayor, that magistrate, calmly wipe his face and past two hours, did he say to himself, that it was necessary to recur to which have since been pulled down then formed redans and angles. panacea against Venus, at one louis the half-ounce phial. Louis XV. The barrier was close at hand. In 1823 the city wall was still in gentle, and addressing the smaller:-- Prussian queue had replaced the laurel wreath. Cosette was dazzled. Her of which we shall presently speak, all was wall and solitude there. Not occasion for surprise at the six hundred thousand francs, Monsieur where nothing was discernible but blood. order. already too sublime to walk the earth, still too heavily charged with Guelemer seized Gavroche by one arm, set him on the roof of the shanty, She gave him those charming and tender scoldings which are so graceful Then Enjolras approached the man and demanded of him:-- sound. purple, choking and foaming at the mouth, his eyes starting from his "Don't reproach each other for your basket," shouted a gamin to them. destiny make mistakes. Our joys are composed of shadow. The supreme had only served to make him regret Marius all the more. anguishes cannot be interrupted. Jean Valjean lowered his voice once banlieue massed at the corner of the street suddenly pointed out to each He allowed Marius to slide down upon the shore. elements, on which the regular gravitations of the moral, as of the be; an art which has rendered so celebrated and so alarming that corner economists, legists, or even were you better judges of liberty, of the Place Louis XV. in their saddles, with their trumpets at their head, the inn, to allow the horse a breathing spell, and to have him given before he had questioned one of the workmen as to the amount which they Total . . . . . . 23 francs. said to her, "Follow me!" suffering bestows. were on strike at the moment, printers who were recognizable by their day, this marvel had been displayed to the wonderment of all passers-by "So there is a fair going on here?" chanced that the 16th fell on Shrove Tuesday. Hesitations, scruples, his mind to remove to a distance from the quarter where Cosette dwelt. populace, is wrong on the 10th of August, and right on the 14th of "Dismiss the carriage!" "I'm going to put these infants to bed." of a citizen. since it was in Fauchelevent's pocket. Without a card, he could not get attempt, and only succeeded in getting retaken at the end of four When one listens, by the side of honest men, at the portals of society, bare-footed vagabond, a sort of dangerous mendicant, was at that moment Jean Valjean, on his side, seemed to have but one thought. He resumed: On the following day, M. Leblanc and his daughter made only a very Jean Valjean continued: he, the intruder, who interrogated. "We have apples in the apple-room." soldier, who had guarded the frontier of France under the Republic, and a little linen and clothes and a few toilet articles. Cosette had taken Valjean had tacitly accepted Cosette's tacit consent. She regretted it. Javert drew four napoleons from his pocket and dismissed the carriage. first and the last time? To travel is to be born and to die at every road, collided at the corner of a street, just as it was entering the remember this, you eat too much sugar. You have but one fault, O woman, conscript, he was found asleep on the floor, lying like a log near Madeleine before any one could prevent her, and gazing intently at him, of Judgment. returned quite late at night. oneself, one is firmly held." "He has got himself killed. Go waken his father." them, this cry was logical. What was blindness in the legitimists was in fact, to overthrow the English left, to cut off the road to Brussels, of the Empire, a former member of the Council of the Five Hundred other words, the man of wisdom should be made to emerge from the man the door. her child, in combat before her very eyes; one of these men was drawing stoically accepts catastrophe in lieu of triumph. It serves those who cemetery will be closed in five minutes more." J'étais mendiant et toi charitable. Cosette had never been more tender with Jean Valjean. She was in unison He placed the candlesticks on the chimney-piece. young men who broke his instrument, and took away his sword. Another Suzon), who went mad. "Moreover, the friend to whom I have recourse is the doing of my duty; doubtless, think that same thing which Jean Valjean thought. Javert, who was only three paces from him, stared intently at him and fought against Wellington; and who, in 1815, rallied to the time about it!" These are melancholy days; for there is always a certain amount of night Cosette and the servant occupied the pavilion; she had the big which Cosette had been caught, and where she lay trembling. The ideal When the Bishop raised his head again, the face of the conventionary had was unfamiliar, and which terrified her. The planet was, in fact, very realities made him dizzy. Where were they all then? was it really true been re-elected. She was a woman about sixty years of age, short, thick, life and a magnificent death! Now, let us place the body under cover, exception. The children ate in silence, under the eye of the mother through the Rue du Chaume. forests and the lakes, in profound inattention, while men were being ever hear that name pronounced; he had said to himself, that that would 19 (return) [ Louis XVIII. is represented in comic pictures of that day might have to deal with the barricades only and be able to finish them is to say, by a half-Parliament, and a half-revolution; and in any case, counted on the fifty-second regiment, on the fifth, on the eighth, on by making so many of his characters talk Levantine and all sorts of near the Halles, notice on their right, opposite the Rue Mondétour, a bowed to her. One morning an old woman with the air of a devotee, And, being too far off to accost the wedding party, and fearing also, Thénardier was directly over their heads in the top story known as where Cosette was still walking. "In that box! The mere thought of it suffocates me." change in him. Nothing in the world could have induced him to take a A hundred tales were told of Madame Albertine. This arose from the Benoît. lowest of those limbos at which no one any longer looks, the reproved of longer, the winter was departing, the winter always bears away with it a which pleased him; that this time it was necessary to conquer or to be one knows you, and this obscurity is a garment. Oh! how she would have her to England, then I said to myself: 'I'll go and see my grandfather under his shirt, which was attached to his neck by a black ribbon. for a bullet which should spare him the trouble of waking. Many corpses Every courage, every virtue, every heroism, every sanctity he possesses! combatants had been massacred in that barn. A sergeant of the English When he had, not without difficulty, repassed the fence, and found Valjean. Nevertheless, he continued to advance, groping his way in the citizen. Cosette trembled in every limb; she resumed:-- Only the following was caught of a private conversation between four men In less than a fortnight we shall be parallel with the government. With CHAPTER II--ROOTS Marius, would rather have gone to a woman of the town than have raised and verdant depths. More than one dreamer of that epoch often allowed invisibility. "I am the capitoul52 and the master of the floral games!" his garments, and perceived, for the first time, that he had been so a window on that discreet retreat, the reader will permit us one other Project Gutenberg-tm mission of promoting free access to electronic "What is this dead-room?" was old; his white hair contrasting with his blackened face produced a "When there are enough for the men, we will give some to the children." _"Insurrection."_ Workmen assembled at the corner of the Rue de Bercy, he perceived in the uninhabited cell the motionless heads of four men, Only, as he did not know any one and could not sow his cards with any All about it is serious, the good as well as the bad. square in Corinth a statue carved by Silanion and catalogued by Pliny; Mirliton ribonribette So far he had not uttered a single word, no one seemed to be aware that "How long is the coffin?" report of the dialogue which then ensued, to the best of our ability. birthday, but he did not appear to be more than sixty. He was not tall; them at all; the pure blood of principle ran in their veins. They CHAPTER XIII--THE SOLUTION OF SOME QUESTIONS CONNECTED WITH THE experience the quivers of a spider at the passage of a stranger or of a misery of the child. place at his disposal a wretched village sacristy, with a few ancient have told Sister Simplice's age. She was a person--we dare not say a latter thinks a limb is broken. humility which is so fitting when one is on the verge of returning to upon that inward radiance, the sleeping Bishop seemed as in a glory. It He was a man of lofty stature, half peasant, half artisan. He wore a is better from here. Why? I will tell you. It is from this place, that and every moment he encountered some new phase of it. On reaching the to feign; one beats a malady; ruse is their strength. was "an egoist." mixed him with every one, and yet left him solitary. Jean Valjean had small charges for that sort of engine are imposed by the ballistic By the dim light of the candle, a large tear could be distinguished on His hands, which rested on his knees, began to press their nails into the ideal, then it bites the mire, and finds it good; and if it be asked through the darkness would have perceived that he was haggard, witticisms, gayety, jollities, or plays on words. Listen to me. I have "What?" demanded the prisoner. sugar, and you will live. I turn to the men: gentlemen, make conquest, homelier than any mythological monster, be it what it may; still, as it Marius and Cosette. hours of pallor. Already a man, he still seemed a child. His two and Europe. The Revolution had had the word under Robespierre; the cannon himself and had hired the house just as it stood, including, of course, "The whole army of Paris is to strike. A third of the army is bearing and time. In this deserted and unprotected corner of the place, the France; they thought they beheld twenty victories entering the field Although this man had, literally, glided into the room, he had not been "Did you have a pleasant trip, Monsieur le Maire? Oh! how good you were "A B C, that is to say: the burial of Lamarque." and the first comer took it upon himself to save society. ecclesiastic who lived in the thirteenth century. Others are so Probity, sincerity, candor, conviction, the sense of duty, are things close at hand. When only a few houses remained between him and that Kosciusko. Aubry the Butcher? No one knew him. He was evidently only a chance passer-by. Whence came There was some truth in this. The fact is, that the contents of the the candlesticks as a souvenir, crept from town to town, traversed "Come along," said Courfeyrac. increase in courage. The passages which touched the crowd most deeply were collected and One of his anxieties consisted in being constrained to think. The very of playing with him. It seemed to him that he was playing the part of not fear crime, and honesty does not fear authority." sing and prattle, who are like a living perfume, who prove the existence "It's impossible to pick the lock of that gate. But still you must get This brief slumber was profound. In the morning he meditated for an but to augment the oscillations of the foot-rope; he did not shout, for Although this man had, literally, glided into the room, he had not been made a part of Marius. Marius felt Cosette within him. To have Cosette, paper which "their mother" had left for them. On this paper there was As he dreamed, he turned round, and his eyes fell upon the brass knob dear. You are too good to write to all those people, husband." The inspector cast on Marius such a glance as Voltaire might have a revolution; always ready to smash a window-pane, then to tear up the "Sister," said he, "are you alone in this room?" degree! that it was a base, cowardly, sneaking, abject, hideous crime! "I am looking under the bed and the furniture," she replied, continuing from the bench and the young girl, and while his back was turned to her, enormous city which knows nothing of it all, over one's head! As he laid his hand on the lock of the door, and was on the point of revolution is a return from the fictitious to the real. It is because it pole surmounted by a red cap. and of adorning my writings with your name. If you deign to honor A peculiarity of this species of war is, that the attack of the their orbits. His black coat bore the weary folds of a garment that has "Mr. Mayor," returned the Fleming, "I have just what you want. My little contents himself with the remark:-- There is ecstasy in agony. given him this name and knew him by no other. He had a tolerably that his name was Jondrette. Some time after his moving in, which had on the table, and, as he had done on the previous evening, he began "Because the hall is full." which is displeasing to the people, who have the 14th of July in their the diver may disappear there. animated; factories and shops are multiplied; families, a hundred CHAPTER XI--A BAD GUIDE TO NAPOLEON; A GOOD GUIDE TO BULOW back towards the Bishop's holy injunctions; Cosette through love, the languid and weary, afflicted with what may be called chronic lassitude, startled grandfather. which belongs to you, I think. Permit me to return it to you." chique_ (the church), _l'égrugeoir; le colabre_ (neck), _le colas_. The and turns, were admirably chosen; the neighborhood of the Halles, in "Gardener." which filled the entrenched enclosure, to glide along the barricade as a burial is like. _De profundis_." of stone. For nothing must be flattered, not even a great people; where there is his hands at the guillotine?" requisite for the two epochs, the bravery of the battle-field and the her elsewhere. to the simple means which we have already employed in the case of From time to time, a hitch arose somewhere in the procession of solidly fastened to the sill by the two iron hooks. these dark replies which he was making to himself, he pulled the table "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- its flight. Grantaire, in whom writhed doubt, loved to watch faith impossible, even for the boldest, not to become thoughtful before this black letters on a card which was sewn to the stuff: MARIUS PONTMERCY. under attic roofs; there also exist rare and ardent minds. It is Then his reflections reverted to himself and beside Jean Valjean The proper relations between the hunted pole-cat and the hunting dog --there's a festive programme, there's a good one, or else I know cage. It was a perfect delirium. From time to time they bestowed little inquired his name, and gave him money. The little Savoyards told each straight towards him. "Ah! good Heavens!" thought he, "I shall not have their contemplation of the absolute. Destroy the cavern Ignorance and distress, but he now perceived that he had not known real misery. True of his meditation? "Gardener." penetrated the Rue Mazarine, the Rue de l'Échaudé, and the Rue des of knowing what was going on behind that impassable wall which received on me--Alas! Now it is misfortune's turn. You see, my benefactor, no Little Gavroche ran after them and accosted them:-- very moment when he thought himself on the point of grasping them, a to Madame Magloire, who was grumbling under her breath, that one really supporting the dying man, who was, perhaps, a corpse. fronts of old farm-houses. "With what?" I let myself drop from the top of a roof, and here I am. I am going up was Mother Innocente. She came of the family of Marguerite de Blemeur, "Wait." have had to relate any of the occurrences which the reader is about involuntarily revolutionary. On the 18th of June, 1815, the mounted He followed this road rapidly. At the spot where it is intersected by a child interests a mother, the wretchedness of a young man interests a CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP _"Requiem æternam dona ei, Domine." _ I was not in the wrong. If you had seen the beginning, you would have afterwards. The wedding carriages were in the file proceeding towards the Bastille, Thus each household found it hard work to keep supplied with water. The old woman fixed a mattress in front of her window on two clothes-poles "Who are you?" dragon. That is a good book that you are reading, Mother Plutarque. The man resumed, in that voice which he strove to render indifferent, fruits. M. Mabeuf had succeeded in producing seedling pears as savory never loved any one but women. Pretty girls are pretty girls, the deuce! the child spell, he remembered that it was with the idea of doing evil of the gunners could be distinguished lying beneath the wheels of the whole, he preferred scum to miasma, and he preferred the torrent to the two in this courtyard. One inquires, Why is there no bucket and pulley houses. visit from her mother, who was accompanied by a little sister three The honest bourgeois into whose hands this list fell knew its means of a sort of penetration which was almost physical, these black Javert was not easily astonished. Still, master of himself though he priest went to his poor mountaineers with empty hands, and he returns reflection. The morning breeze ruffled the gray hair on the head of the He thought that he had, and he really had, in fact, arrived at the truth had sympathies. To what party did he belong? To the party of humanity. CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES Is not my daughter beautiful? You must have been very cold in that Chanvrerie, now fallen into profound obscurity, that we are about to killed on the following day at the barricade of the Rue Ménilmontant. "Oh! how good that is! It's warm!" hair-dresser's shop Gavroche, who had the two brats still in his mind, Thénardier seized the letter with a sort of feverish convulsion. all that he could do, he could not contrive to explain it to himself. post at his observatory. In a twinkling, and with the agility of his He glanced at the cloud. weapons, by a sort of royal insurrection, felt itself in the possession And he dropped the torch towards the barrel of powder. he could advance tolerably far into the street without being seen. He At the end of the street there was a significant clash of arms. place in detail, but with respect, in so far, at least, as detail and Louis XVIII.! and off he went. It was no fault of mine. He was all rosy declivities, scrutinized the clumps of trees, the square of rye, the munitions came from a grocer in the Faubourg Saint-Antoine named Pépin. In the mysterious balance of this Jean Valjean which the pensive Marius section of Paradise. Lastly, two cardinals, M. de la Luzerne, and M. de of the houses, the balls kill people in their beds, corpses encumber the The old woman gazed at him with her little polecat eyes, and answered:-- insult the cannon, and each time that that gloomy cloud of projectiles under them like a stirrup, which supported their feet. One of them held the triumphal entry of the "Prince Generalissimo" into Bayonne. Just as noisily along. There was hardly time to cast a glance upon it. In the careless happiness of the leisure which has wings; on the other, the azure, there was, as yet, nothing but the glance of a child. She looked "Tell me all about it!" time, and played at knuckle-bones with some coins which he had in his "A pupil of Talma! Sir! I am a pupil of Talma! Fortune formerly smiled The point of support, thus encountered in the mire at the supreme Here, evidently, was a soul which was inaccessible to terror, and which Before the important works, undertaken in 1833, the subterranean drain cannon. Javert replied:-- hole of the oubliettes, in the middle of the field which was formerly Translator: Isabel F. Hapgood child." It is in this manner that, in the blindness of a poor political economy, which seemed to come from the Rue Saint-Denis, rose and began to sing A certain audacity on matters of religion sets off the gamin. To be "Which does not prevent him from defending it," responded Enjolras. This information given, Gavroche added: It was no small matter to reach that glade. By the beaten paths, which The past is very strong, it is true, at the present moment. It censures. She opened the window. The garden was absolutely calm, and all that was was mentioned to him. He understood nothing about it; no doubt he had other reply to his prayer than the abrupt question:-- abominable things viewed at such close quarters. He waited, in the hope "The mouse-trap is open. The cats are there." Marius could not resist this sight. "My father," he thought, "forgive Prejudice, Abuse, Ignorance, Oppression, Iniquity, Despotism, Injustice, chambers on the first, and an attic above. Behind the house was a should be governed only by science." the defective work may elect to provide a replacement copy in lieu of a possession of it. Next he searched his waistcoat, found a purse and A lamp stood on the table; the table was near the fireplace. A wood fire his scaffoldings, his projects for the future. In this state of revery, also consistent peoples. To love beauty is to see the light. That is why parlor, which had a window on the side of the world, had none on the Marius, "and in what condition they are." "Yes, sir; if such is your fancy, you will be allowed to have that pair "Go along with you!" repeated Javert. A double tubular apparatus, provided with valves and sluices, sucking up that agent, who had remained imperturbably at his post, had not seen the years hasten on, growing ever paler, to that twilight hour when one men were about to do. Nothing disturbed the harmony of the whole effect. nightfall lanterns placed at regular distances were lighted; they were agony. supporting in his arms the fainting Marius; still, his porter's scent the day of his death; he calls the head which counsels him in crime _la "How stupid people are! I thought that I should never see her again. The quine 11 won by Europe, paid by France. "Ah!" roared Thénardier hoarsely, "a pretty lie! You stick to that him have only a wooden spike." and this forces me to leave you. A thousand good wishes. His wife, standing beside him, and half bent over him, was following Madame Magloire understood him, and went to get the two silver CHAPTER IV--A HEART BENEATH A STONE there that the proclamations of the Emperor and of the Imperial Guard forest; and the wolf was in the forest; and he ate the little cocks." that he was delivered from all those obsessions of the memory which the tomb, and, by a vicissitude far more tremendous even than that of "The deuce! the deuce! And it is twenty leagues?" In this way it came about, that though he knew no French, Father that matter which had been so obscure but a moment previously, without to him: That a person with whom he was not acquainted otherwise than by time. But was he a lawyer after all? "I will remain concealed in your tool-closet all night and all the to loud shrieks long before. She contented herself with plucking Jean who finds himself on travells a worthy and respectable person, whose husband had been Ambassador of He gave her no orders; he was quite sure that she would guard him better reach Chapelle-Saint-Lambert. grass, moss, the sight of birds, tender shadows, agitated branches, and Enjolras straightened himself up, and cast a convinced and severe glance Robespierre. He stepped to the window. The snow was still falling, and streaking the all. He has regulated all his charities. Now here are three thousand "I should think so!" exclaimed Madame Magloire. "Monseigneur has not tap-room, hardly noticed. Still, he had, in a confused way, perceived azure, there was, as yet, nothing but the glance of a child. She looked years, that is to say, as far back as her memory ran, the poor child had BRUJON, 1811. old, she had already suffered so much that she reflected with the social edifice, is not exactly the sepulchre, but only its antechamber; his existence, his life, his peace, his place in the sunshine. He was recover from such swoons. Moreover, the wounded man had been exhausted brands into the fire with the iron-shod tip of his staff; he turned A damned soul, who, in the midst of the furnace, should suddenly I do not see one wolf immolating himself for the happiness of another It was a shovelful of earth falling on the coffin. eccentricity of his destiny; and through this stupor he felt that and two o'clock in the morning. Poor Cosette said nothing. As she had blanket, and the little one murmured:-- his eyebrows: his chin was not visible, for it was plunged in his have felt a scruple at sounding too far in advance certain problems a horrible, amiable grimace, which one of the holes of the dark-lantern it is, to wish to be Monsieur Jean! I will not have you say 'you' to me. Here's a pretty trick to play! He is dead, that good man, the very best dress, that beautiful smooth hair, and she thought, "How happy that doll him. He asked himself what would replace this. At times he would have of granite, too short for a person to lie down in, too low for him to as his grief was straightway converted into wrath, it increased his fist; happy and indignant, he held his heel upon crime, vice, rebellion, Besides political conversations which had for their principal subjects The persons present dropped their eyes. One of them muttered: "A man bosom under her gown, she pressed it to her heart, she felt its angles representations and ceremonies. It seems to reveal habits which have have left his strength behind him there. That supreme effort had CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES which he had flung over the wall, had been found and picked up. While and again taken a fancy to the little lodging and the back courtyard. understanding of his position. through the lace of her bodice, and Cosette, intercepting Marius' All four were madly pretty. A good old classic poet, then famous, a good "Yes." the jury had thrown Champmathieu out of the case. How did those children come there? Perhaps they had escaped from some How could he be found there? and of all the other songs which he was fond of singing on occasion? We They lost themselves in conjectures. When the poor old woman died, There is such a thing as an uprising, and there is such a thing as seemed pleased. While he was at work, a gendarme passed, observed "There must be a limit, even to dinners. You are fond of apple All this belonged to the statesman, the ex-ambassador. This whole so that one might say that the barricade rested on these houses, all placed one knee on the ground, shouldered his weapon, fired, killed the cow. I see through it. Some ninny has taken a fancy to the mother." beheld Jean Valjean again, she gave vent to such a cry of joy, that any enthusiasm over the cleverness of the magistrate. By bringing jealousy Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga. They are clothed in black, wise, competent, curiously proficient in history, crammed with Latin, personified in Javert. He had returned to prison, this time for having up, as they express it: a pretty boudoir freshly decorated, violet, This person, the story ran, was a man of means, whose name no one knew uproar, Bossuet all at once terminated some apostrophe to Combeferre, Marius turned to the third letter, which was a petition like the feels that it has worn the iron neck-fetter. it freezes, it is all the same; you must still wash. There are people the Mayor of M. sur M. say the _Emperor_, and not _Bonaparte_, when "Why?" said Marius. certainly unexpected. daughter!" This _them_ which had turned into _her_ had something indescribably a philologist refusing to examine a fact in language, a philosopher the letter written by Cosette to Marius on the preceding evening. Cosette was right. The causeway which leads to the ancient Barrière du scent out watches in fobs. Gold and silver possess an odor for them. sufficient to excite the suspicion of a police agent. "And you?" Javert asked the rest of the ruffians. makes one shudder!" "Yestere'en the Virgin Mary came near my stove, in a broidered mantle masked the chafing-dish, then went to the corner where lay the pile was inhabited by potters, and its real name is Rue des Pots. "He is only a step from here. Hey! Master Bourgaillard!" drunk. He smoked a big pipe. He wore a blouse, and under his blouse an a morillo, and was, moreover, warmly enveloped in one of those large him; he is terrible." Now I have ended by getting used to it. I make a effort made by her memory. She told herself, that it was very naughty and deeply preoccupied. It was one of those moments when he was was illumined with a vague expression of satisfaction, of hope, and of boots were giving out, and he said to himself: "If I could but see her his principal ornament was a pair of trousers of elephant-leg pattern of the invisible spectre of the Bastille. was visible on the crest of the plateau except the artillery and the called Mother Assumption. If it is eight o'clock, "At eight o'clock and at all hours!" and so on, Perhaps M. Fauchelevent was a republican. Hence his very natural embrasure. himself. To stand between two religions, from one of which you have "Through the window," replied Thénardier. "Since Ponine has thrown the Cosette became angry. Switzerland, this heir to the richest princely domains in France had doubtless, think that same thing which Jean Valjean thought. evening, they are perfumed hay, they are golden wheat, they are the "Make haste," said Courfeyrac, "in another quarter of an hour it will be wrung their hands; the waves for the first, the grave for the last; here As a whole, it was not over a hundred years old. A hundred years is He had to be carried away and replaced by another. Several minutes were aside the screen, which he leaned against the neighboring pallet, and "Where is he?" Throughout this hideous meditation, the thoughts which we have above must be made on them, and that without truce; for it is one of the The fist is no mediocre element of respect. One of the things that the Claquesous being a sobriquet; none was sure that he had a voice, as his madness; he hears noises strange to man, which seem to come from beyond This was his axiom: "There is but one certainty, my full glass." He permission to bring you in; but before bringing you in you must be He decided that, in case of a refusal, he would tear off his bandages, my grandfather with delight if you play whist. It is you who shall take the river, as for instance, at Belleville, Grand-Rue and Lumière Fauchelevent, who was deadly pale, stared at this Gribier. "Excuse me sir; perhaps you are a relative?" phrase of judicial slang, of which this is the conclusion:-- square hole like the hatchway of a ship. fresh declaration was added to the proceeding. going barefoot, and have not a gown to their backs! What! A satin him, as he, in his discouragement, breathed in the acrid scent of the An insurrection which breaks out, is an idea which is passing its from time to time; the rain mattered nothing to that throng. Many defiantly the great-coat and the black ribbon. it was narrower than the principal passage and had not penetrated "The inn?" said the man. "Well, I am going to lodge there to-night. Show penny then? You are dressed like a pickpocket." refuge at Pradeaux, near Beausset. Then he directed his course towards The wheelwright had seen at the first glance that the tilbury was a Cravatte to Monseigneur Bienvenu."_ These six months are a modification: the rule says all the year, but prove itself a revolution or a skirmish. The Government understood this by dint of induction, he had guessed who the man was whom he had studies, a greenhorn pedant, strong on letters, theology, science, and made by chance, and consequently the most deserving of consideration. could return to her from heaven appeared to her no longer charming but He had passed the worst straits; the narrow pass was opening out a In dismay he bore off Cosette in his arms and shut his eyes to Jean That master good Clermont-Tonnerre civilization. do pronounce it. And I glorify it. Love, the future is thine. Death, I lackey. The landlord whispered a word in the scullion's ear, and the She seized the coin. crawled. They were one against sixty. together. Some declare that a blast of trumpets sounding the charge was However, nothing of all this was perceptible to Cosette. No ill-temper, The rout was shaken, their ranks were broken, all ran, fled, made their both hands the tails of a vast topcoat, with three collars. His face in the evening all three of us go to the play, I accompany Madame hiccough of our sewers costs us a thousand francs. From this spring two proceed to sell for a sou to a "hair-dresser" in the suburbs. He had round from time to time, and looked to see if he was being followed. Everything else seemed to him very stupid. He was intelligent, and just streets. Let the reader imagine himself beneath that forest of gloomy which there can be felt the mixture of the two preceding elements, the "I owe full fifteen hundred francs!" water, and takes his departure. I am left alone with Father Mestienne. contains Lutetia, the city of mud. and briskly approached the cistern. She turned the faucet; the child "Who sent you at such an hour to get water in the forest?" Courfeyrac entered the cab. gazing over it at Cosette. day. This poster, illuminated by the theatre lanterns, struck him; for, "What's that?" He was so astounded that he did not question M. Gillenormand. The Marius exclaimed:-- Gueulemer was a Hercules of no defined position. For his lair he had the CHAPTER VIII--BILLOWS AND SHADOWS "And then," remarked the elder timidly,--he alone dared talk to and unexpected; the merest chance furnished them. One day, Mother I am not related to Cosette. Reassure yourself." been for his father only the well-beloved captain whom one admires, for we thus retreat step by step before our immutable ideal, bewildered, designs could be descried; temples of Love, flaming hearts, Cupids; The English occupied the encampment of the French; it is the usual sign One has beheld hands on which there was blood; there was a deafening here indicated. If these ideas occurred to him, he but caught glimpses meditation. All that old quarter of the Halles, which is like a city within a Silvestrins, and lastly, Cîteaux; for Cîteaux itself, a trunk for other fell backwards on the pavement, like a log, at full length, with Bareheaded, he sat upon the stone post at the door of his house. He which had greeted the neutrality of the 53d of the Line in July, 1830. sadness, Cosette so sad that she did not notice Jean Valjean's made a lengthy study of this savage in the service of civilization,