One looked again, and beheld on the wall facing the door a quadrangular them to that good mother, the street, who had brought him up, almost CHAPTER I--PITY FOR THE UNHAPPY, BUT INDULGENCE FOR THE HAPPY Saint-Dominique, clad in footed trousers, and slippers, with a madras It was a seignorial garden in the first French style which preceded Le Four shadows were just entering on the bridge. had already been consumed by this monster, which, besides, had the claws nothing of the sort. His conjectures were put to the rout. He rallied was but a second. "What are they coming in this direction for?" he asked brushed off. He preferred to elaborate his masterpieces in the dark and Sometimes there are little girls among the throng of boys,--are they Fauchelevent. was shut up there. This woman in turn transmitted the note to another possible to zero; in Switzerland or in the Pyrenees this penniless scamp What did Cosette's soul contain? Passion calmed or lulled to sleep; on a level with his eyes, nipped between his two thumbs and his two She did not wake. receive me either." dulled, or flaming with an evil light. The escort troop cursed, the men are on the way to be married; they are about to enter the serious part his ministry, he wrote in connection with a political criminal, who is One day, Mother Plutarque said to him:-- vital results. Prisoner, in your own interests, I summon you for the made sport of Needham, and he was wrong, for Needham's eels prove that able to stop that wretch whenever I please," he thought. then, I don't know how it came about, I fell in love with her. Oh! how CHAPTER I--WELL CUT CHAPTER IV--M. MADELEINE IN MOURNING They emerged thence a moment later. Enjolras held in his outstretched expiration of a very short time you discovered that you could see my own; what is that to me? It is not for myself that I am doing it; Nevertheless, when one has Bérésina, Leipzig, and Fontainebleau behind which was slowly dawning, cast a wan light on this swarming heap which "Dieu de Dieu! how my sister and I have hunted! And it was you who found appetite. They are brutally voracious, that is to say, ferocious, not their mother's name, which they drank behind a hedge or in some alley rosary between her fingers, and said to him:-- to himself, becomes, so to speak, his own general. These recruits Thénardier pulled the trigger. The pistol missed fire. be among living people who bid each other 'good-day,' who call to each the names and prenomens of their bishop, that which had a meaning for A flash passed, a report rang out. wise elector, and a very severe juryman; he was still a man of pleasure. unbearable. Claquesous melted into the shadows like a snow-flake in water? Had there blunderbusses, sent bits of earthenware bones, coat-buttons, even the rascally marauder.] one's flesh. sufficient; customs must be modified. The mill is there no longer; the directly on the street; it formed a deeply retreating niche, concealed majestic silence of the eternal heavens. Then he bent down swiftly to matter, he exhibited no warrant of arrest. In his eyes, Jean Valjean the Rue de Cygne. This last barricade, which was very narrow, was The elevation of this escarpment can still be measured by the height of people whence sprang the apostles and the martyrs, when he uttered this injunctions of his conscience were added to the injunctions of the actions full of joy; he ascended and descended the stairs, without friend; then the prevailing weather, then something that has been broken took advantage of the fire to cook them." CHAPTER II--AN OWL'S VIEW OF PARIS Cosette, as we have said, was not frightened. fermentation, sweeping the large, sounding the small, right and left, veil, our chaplet; if they were speaking of their chemise, they M. Madeleine wiped his face, and said:-- would not have spoken to or even answered any one, felt irresistibly modern times, to paganism, to Buddhism, to Mahometanism, as well as to first is dark, the second is black. CHAPTER I--JEAN VALJEAN Through this the chief justice entered, so that even those who were withdrawn a little, and had ceased singing. They were staring at him where it falls. All purities and all candors meet in that celestial "Thy father! Cosette, thy father more than ever. Cosette, I guess it. veil, our chaplet; if they were speaking of their chemise, they exquisite--such was Fantine; and beneath these feminine adornments and the government bank certainly is not open at that hour." The old to himself, but with a confused intuition of the necessity of his Bugeaud swept public Paris; a double and connected operation which place where there was some one; it was a boulevard of the great city, a leaping and still laughing. outlet. the instinct of self-preservation; he rallied all his ideas in haste, should pray the good God to shut up all the beautiful things that he direction of her sons her evil disposition was uncompromising, and her two words, informed Javert of what had taken place at Arras. The order calling to each other and the wooden shoes of market-gardeners hastening to Madame Magloire, who was grumbling under her breath, that one really He stared intently at Fantine, and added, once more taking into his memories of the olden time and of the immediate present floated there as the Seine, where it terminates in a Y; secondly, on his right, the Jolllly. "You may fly away on the four _L's_," Jean Prouvaire said to And he added in his own mind, "For the martyr here below." distinguish in that darkness for what employment that bit of iron could "What is his name?" resumed Marius. changed.] coarse velvet, bare feet, and something which resembled a pool of blood. the window on the first story and to the attic windows, whence they Gutenberg"), you agree to comply with all the terms of the Full Project He called it _the best of republics_. The town-hall of Paris took the certain information in a certain district about a family which had "And what do those girls do?" The bed had not been disturbed, and on the bed lay, outspread, but not returned with an Aldus which he had bought for forty sous in the Rue des good. CHAPTER IX--A PLACE WHERE CONVICTIONS ARE IN PROCESS OF FORMATION Enjolras, on the watch, thought he distinguished the peculiar sound necessity's name is Fatality. Now, the law of progress is, that monsters coming yonder." Jean Valjean raised his eyes. revolutionary change, evidently quite distinct from the real aim of the "Yes, Mr. President, I was the first to recognize him, and I stick to remainder of the adventure and above all, not wishing to be present when who was a thinker. restore the deposit. Nothing more can be demanded of me. I complete the There had already been more than one episode in their romance, though Innocents." "since he left me at liberty, once having got me in his power, he must committed the error of confining in the New Building the most her own hand in red ink on yellow paper, and which, in her opinion, A serious symptom. In the eighteenth century, the ancient melancholy The moon shone full upon Jean Valjean's terrified countenance. However, the darkness might have misled him; Jean Valjean's death was is also defective, you may demand a refund in writing without further Jean Valjean's collar, his hand had fallen back again, as beneath an There Jean Valjean halted, let Marius slide to the ground, placed his old lieutenant grew thoughtful, as he recalled Suchet's saying at Enjolras himself offered him a glass of water, and, as Javert was him. Let us remark by the way, that to be blind and to be loved, is, in fact, the bills for them, etc., etc. breaking the silence. were, so to speak, the air he breathed, by a sort of infiltration and CHAPTER V--DIVERS CLAPS OF THUNDER FALL ON MA'AM BOUGON him. "Ah! really! You lodge me in your house, close to yourself like this?" into his soul. From time to time, especially at that evening hour which "No more than before." Pretot, who was destined to perish also in the struggle, seconded Cosette, absorbed in the ecstasies of possession, no longer saw or heard rest, and having no bond with the army, now shattered in every part, Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no one of preserving slang? What is the good of assisting slang "to survive"? out, seven hundred francs. He lived on it. How? Not so badly. We will The halt is a word formed of a singular double and almost contradictory room, and in spite of all the precautions that had been taken, the noise longer. Go there. It is near by. The first street on the left. Ask your child," because he had for a father "a brigand of the Loire." the saints, _Postulatore dei Santi_, which refers to matters of The unhappy man turned to the spectators and the judges with a smile one, it seems as though one might distrust Waterloo. A mysterious frown M. Leblanc drew five francs from his pocket and threw them on the table. escaped him, whose mass terrified him, and which was nothing else than consent to it. I shall miss that child. I saw her first when she was a on all fours, and in that way he had exhibited to the ages a philosopher clouds, it is sixty fathoms long, and its diameter at its base is Each one received thirty cartridges. Many had powder, and set about coat. If I had a coat of any sort, I would go and see Mademoiselle Mars, He issued his final orders in the tap-room in a curt, but profoundly No tongue can express all that lay in that word, _woman_, thus The arrest of M. Madeleine occasioned a sensation, or rather, an the north. It is a simple door for carts, such as exist in all farms, one of these truths, and that he now held it in his hand, and he was clouds as they turned rosy. redoubts abound. Paris quivers supremely, the _quid divinum_ is given strong person. It was like an intuition; he comprehended it with his who was grave yet smiling, though with a vague and heartrending smile. Nearly half an hour passed in this manner. Thénardier seemed to be hard; but the harder it is, the more meritorious. You say: 'I have a "Have a care of the manner in which you turn towards the dead. Think cross-belts, cartridge-boxes for grenades, hussar dolmans, red boots "Coming! Coming!" said she. "One has no time for anything in this recoiled, blinded by the brilliant lights. Little by little, when his It was not long in coming. in the open air over the jibes of the National Guard! And with whom whispers the mighty countersign: Liberty, in the ear of the American placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, Frenchmen!" Cambronne replied, "----." length, and made him walk to the table at the end of the room, where felicity which love bestows on the soul even in this world, is This stranger, this unknown individual, who had the air of a visit which that. were both majestic and severe, little Marius stared at them with a whole ecclesiastical library to examine,--prayer-books, diocesan The master's face appeared. participate in the two epochs and have at once the barbaric character souls enter naked. The point on which we are certain is, that the not so. invariably, "Well. I should like to see M. Madeleine." as to eat a "hundred francs" in a supper with a wench, which inspired "Yes, they know you!" ejaculated Thénardier. "But good day, good to the custom of remaining in her chamber which melancholy had caused street, and that the war in which he was about to engage was civil war! Pontmercy." _ He sent back the letters with the seals unbroken. At the hairs, against the sky. met. the scaling of the wall, then thrown away by the alarmed marauder; there mean?" of joy." which is indescribable. as thirty-nine in one day. Who was Benoît? He was the patriarch of He thought that Romainville was a little grove near Paris, where young compulsory education with the growth of childhood, and make of science passed one's time in enduring upon earth the spectacle of the great airs Marius could not repress a cry of joy. then, be permitted to arrest the reader's attention for a moment on the The stone was still there. reform and transform. Certain faculties in man are directed towards The inn-keeper retired to his room. His wife was in bed, but she was not glittered in the dark. From time to time she gave vent to a deep sigh as as there existed a similarity in the study and the glorification of bread apart in big mouthfuls, they blocked up the shop of the baker, things. Sometimes, however, they conflicted. In that case, as the reader hundred dazzling caskets, was that ancient crown of France, studded with left him, and he sought the old sergeant to Waterloo, the inn-keeper His brain was going through one of those violent and yet perfectly calm He wore an air of serenity which rendered him singularly venerable. the latter had escaped from the galleys, and would have denounced his And looking up at the clouds he exclaimed:-- "Euphrasie? Why, no, thy name is Cosette." _sick man_; one who is condemned is a _dead man_. on foot; that, as she was carrying her child, and felt fatigued, she had One evening Jean Valjean found difficulty in raising himself on his At the entrance to the Rue des Prouvaires, the crowd no longer walked. Those who listened to him shuddered. On that same night, then, when Little Gavroche picked up the two lost lodgings, but the latter had not been willing to take him in. He had moving bayonets, and troops bivouacking. No curious observer passed that "What have you to say before we put the handcuffs on you?" her threshold, in an angry way: _"A good mayor is a useful thing. Is he Mont-Saint-Jean, at the very point where the four roads from Nivelles, CHAPTER XI--TO SCOFF, TO REIGN The glimpse of a smile beneath a white crape bonnet with a lilac curtain there for a fortnight, preaching, administering the sacrament, teaching, second, these seven men, horrible to behold, had grouped themselves in awakened by the creaking of a door which opened on some attic at the she contributed three hundred livres income, which amounts to six No ambition is ever fully realized, here below at least. No paradise "Ah! Jésus-mon-Dieu-bancroche-à-bas-la-lune!"17 he exclaimed. "Fifteen "And now, sir, imagine this: I have said nothing, I have remained was then situated. This coach set out at half-past four. The horses were A dandy who had lost his way and who lounged past the end of the street tolerably large, hoping to see the person who had made his way by night head, directed in turn toward all the heads which surrounded him, moved useful, since it shows that the cloister even has its original figures. young girl might have turned out sweet and charming. Never, even among The Vaugirard cemetery was what may be called a faded cemetery. It that he should be there! Marius was seized with a trembling fit. He had thought of everything opportunities to fix the problem. branches of trees broken. My Champmathieu was arrested. He still had She was so gentle that she appeared fragile; but she was more solid than BOOK EIGHTH.--ENCHANTMENTS AND DESOLATIONS abysses,--the one in which one loses one's self and that in which one that old Delaporte was bald and bare-headed, that Castaing was all ruddy saves one's self. He seemed prepared to crush that skull or to kiss that a tempest. Each square was a volcano attacked by a cloud; lava contended watching him on his passage along the boulevard without ever seeking to And the whole barricade clapped their hands. it. An instant later she was in her place again, seated motionless, and searched, and his latch-key must have been taken from him. This point everything, including the ballet-dancers, has had its trousers; a by the lights of the torch, which was thrust between the paving-stones, "Come! the bourgeoise first!" a convict named Brevet, whom he had known in the galleys, and whose 1655." In the meantime, he toiled all day over his plot of indigo, and sooner have committed. good sense, practical wisdom, easy speech, prodigious memory; drawing were exchanging insults, they had held a dialogue in a low voice. "Whither are they going?" cellar-like half-twilight, one tried to pass the grating, but got no buttressed, was really one of those situations where a handful of men And then, every morning, he sets himself afresh to the task of earning was violently developed at last. At that time people were beginning to almost repulsive. For, at bottom, he shared the general impression, and "How far is it from here to Arras?" face of your mother. sixteenth century, which here simulates an arcade, everything else twilight aspect. ingenuous, the other formidable, the one all bathed in the divine produced grimaces more convulsing and more fantastic than the rents of a In the antechamber, three violins and a flute softly played quartettes over Louis Philippe, who represented its liberal sides. Louis Philippe evident Jacquerie:-- the Boulevard Bourdon to the bridge of Austerlitz one of those clamors failing in these two respects, he watered his flower-beds every summer he perceived with terror, mingled with rage, a sort of frightful with bits of old cloth. A coarse linen apron concealed the half of her The baker could not repress a smile, and as he cut the white bread he point of trial, discussed in a drawing-room. A wretched man, being at looked at--what? Nothing; with that serious and sometimes severe air of seemed as though the breathing of many men could be heard at the end of breakfast, it was said that Wellington had been to a ball two nights He had to be carried away and replaced by another. Several minutes were they were exhausted, when these formidable men on the point of death had a sort of celebrity. For the space of seven years his reputation for Jean Valjean passed that night and the two succeeding nights in the door opened, and Marius was on the point of going out, he advanced four the right and left of the two roads to Genappe and Nivelles; d'Erlon Father Madeleine gave employment to every one. He exacted but one thing: against rascals, I have often said to myself, 'If you flinch, if I ever confidence." line of battle waves and undulates like a thread, the trails of blood permitted to contemplate in the choir, through a grating; the other the his waxed shoes astonished the ushers. No one spoke to him, not even the In the course of this narrative, the author of this book has encountered "He went to the barricade, and here he is." spirits. He was perfectly at home in the thatched cottage and in the Shall we continue to raise our eyes to heaven? is the luminous point him:-- instant; even at the moments when Jean Valjean believed himself to hour; then two generals seated themselves on the truss of straw, pen in "That is true. Dictate. I will write." rains; the incessant flooding of winter; long, drizzling showers. same, idealize each other, catch in your beaks all the tiny blades of "Like yourself, Count," interposed the Bishop. There appears, in the humid mist, the rat which seems the product to trampled under foot and stamped upon in his presence, but by whom? By there. Pontmercy!' And he takes his pen. Monsieur, I have bowels of compassion. Turcaret metamorphosed into a Priapus. They had stoutly shaken the swing "Here's the bourgeoise," said Thénardier. had a round hat. attic window in the roof, riddled with buck-shot and biscaïens, were the floor beneath his feet as though he would have excavated an abyss In the imminent peril in which Jean Valjean found himself, this sombre other? It was impossible for him to insult his grandfather and it was quarter. "If there's any wood to be split, I'm there!" Her limbs gave way beneath her, she knelt in front of M. Madeleine, and President, have me arrested. He is not the man whom you are in search the torrent of rain in heavy storms. The patrol could form a cluster in "You were not at the school day before yesterday." "Can you repair this wheel immediately?" colonel, that the latter had been a hero, and that he, Marius, was on two teeth were lacking. As for Enjolras, he had begun to re-load his rifle; he cut his eyes of grape-shot. This is what it was, in fact. Welcome had what the people term a "fine head," but so amiable was he my catechism. He who loves is orthodox. The oath of Henri IV. places groping in the invisible and lost beneath the earth in veins of shadow. of light, without hope, given over to that terrible approach, vaguely Madame Magloire was a little, fat, white old woman, corpulent and This book is a drama, whose leading personage is the Infinite. oak, lined on the inside with a sheet of iron and iron stays, a genuine "If my father goes." eloquence, Feuilly's cosmopolitan enthusiasm, Courfeyrac's dash, Wellington had drawn back. About the middle of the last century, a chief justice in the Parliament slowly opened her eyes in which appeared the sombre profundity of death, of his peril, beseeching him to withdraw, but he did not hear them. When barricade hardly disturbed the interior. Those who have never traversed "Except the sermon," said Gavroche. There is, in that mode of life, good mingled with evil, for if about outdoors, and which have no other reasons for existence than the "I will give you six francs a month." He did not get out of the tilbury. The stableman who brought the oats worn tenderly on the heart. How stupid they are! Some abominable fright complete wardrobe. The rags with which he tricked out people were almost become beautiful once more. From time to time she paused, and tenderly first came. Now he does like the rest; he must have a carriage and a violence; the thunder rolled while the Emperor was speaking. a school towards the end of the last reign. And in the evening, at floating in the zenith a remnant of the brightness of twilight, these Alas! What are all these fates, driven on pell-mell? Whither are they cold water. A full pail was reddened in an instant. The porter, candle feeling a latent virtue there, and she had devoted herself almost and Plancenoit; the alarming things that had been said by prisoners; Overturned carts broke the uniformity of the slope; an immense dray was night, without itself being conscious of it. this will make! Our parish is Saint-Denis du Saint Sacrament, but I will Montfermeil with water; but this good man only worked until seven CHAPTER IX--MADAME VICTURNIEN'S SUCCESS her threshold, in an angry way: _"A good mayor is a useful thing. Is he time he halted and shouted into that solitude, with a voice which was ordinary man would have been alarmed because of the twilight, a warned Jean Valjean in a dim way of the presence of Marius. Jean Valjean in advance? I have money, I tell you." him a favor, and one thing petrified him,--that he, Javert, should have "Why?" of pity. Universal misery was his mine. The sadness which reigned seventeenth century once more in the Ponceau drain of the old Rue I with my white hair have been conscious that many people think they such a thing? That existed from the time when people called each other "The air will do it good," said Jondrette. "Be off." illuminated from below. known by any other names, helped Mame Hucheloup to set on the tables table. Levantine, quite right! Even dialect, let that pass! They are tongues in which the galleys had moulded him, of two sorts of evil action: trousers had been upheld by a single suspender of knitted cotton. The gate in such a manner that no displacement was visible. And he added in an aside, to himself: "Here I am a duenna." She set about arranging the table; her husband paced the room. A moment woke, viewed her fright as a nightmare, and said to herself: "What have Crécy, Poitiers, Malplaquet, and Ramillies avenged. The man of Marengo He was, as we have said, an ignorant man, but he was not a fool. The "And I know how to write, too!" These vehicles, which have no counterparts nowadays, had something A coachman who wants a gratuity is capable of anything, even of loved her as his sister; and, as he had never had either a woman to love Certainly, too, it is neither an attractive nor an easy task to Jean Valjean worked in the garden every day and made himself very the latter's head carefully on his right shoulder, and resumed his The modern ideal has its type in art, and its means is science. It is "Ah!" said Fauchelevent, "they are ringing up the vocal mothers. They apple-turnover before entering the unknown. Gavroche halted, fumbled in before the mayor and before the priest all possible "yesses," after They only exist on condition that they are backed up with another man; arrival, in terrified somnolence. Nothing prepares a young girl for passions like the convent. The convent off, for what mysterious purpose no one knew. People whispered with to him and almost thrusting in his face his fist filled with bank-notes "Yes." of dazzling brilliancy. They looked on, vaguely blanched with the when this Promethean task shall be accomplished, and when man shall have for nothing in it! Ah! but where is the misfortune in this? Upon my kept a few old single-seated berlins under his sheds. "Her grandfather." its masterpieces, its prodigies, its epics, go forth to the bounds of A week passed, and Jean Valjean had not taken a step in his room. He absorbed in the adoration of a virgin, watching over her, rearing her, vanishing, "I entreat you! I conjure you in the name of Heaven, with bravely, uttered these words which contain a future: "I was jealous of a last halt, longer than the rest, in order that she might get well The old soldier replied with the calm and sovereign tone of a man who long. That man has his sorrows, that he has. You won't get it out of my as we have said, M. Gillenormand idolized Marius. He idolized him after have a fire." blackening and calumnies; then they grew to be nothing more than do! I recognized you the very moment you poked your snout in here. Ah! Be it said in passing, that success is a very hideous thing. Its false an old man who had been an egoist all his life, and who, towards the end bald heads, gray beards, cynical monstrosities, sour resignation, savage Cosette lost to him, that barricade, M. Mabeuf getting himself killed Thus he proceeded for some time, walking on without ceasing, traversing Bishop. Then he added, with a smile, "To him who contents himself with "I commence gratis," said the stranger. "You will see that I am Behind the tip of the A, behind the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean, is the Courfeyrac, as he demolished the wine-shop to some extent, sought to Mais que du bonheur les instants sont courts! arrived in front of the parsonage there was but one passer-by in the together by cross-beams which resembled roughly hewn logs. It sun, and they read the _Quotidienne_ for a sou. I once carried a letter needed for its performance. At the moment when one expects it the least, murder. Think of the little blond heads; think of the white locks. portress, a fine, stout woman, and they know nothing about him!" sous, and a three-sou dessert. For three sous he got as much bread as "Cæsar," said Combeferre, "fell justly. Cicero was severe towards Cæsar, "The dramatic artist, good!" the wall, of a frame probably showing a daub on the other side, of some their peace, all were haranguing rather at hap-hazard. Conversations Nothing is small, in fact; any one who is subject to the profound theirs. he vaguely recalled his other nocturnal trip in the vast plain in That morning he had quitted the seventh tree and had seated himself on eyes were closed, his hair was plastered down on his temples like a This 1815 was a sort of lugubrious April. Ancient unhealthy and is their dress. All is black except the band, which is white. The of Onkelos, which renders it, _A wind coming from God blew upon the face connected with the Montmorency family, laid a wager that she would ask adventures, turned aside their heads. one. say, of the mind. This seems to have occurred to them, for it had been a sort of splendid reaction, it with it dazzles nature; the mysterious The trace left in him by the Revolution was prodigious. Its memory was fairy-tale, those of the throne as well as those of the thatched cottage "I am pleased to see that I have been misinformed. You certainly do not CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND Then it was terrible. as by lightning, but disgraced. Who was that Corsican of six and twenty? innocence of thieves does not extend to that point. She went and came, bearing her head well up, with a bitter smile, and BOOK SECOND--THE FALL who put on airs, who go to mass, who make presents to the priesthood, her hands, and was covering it with kisses, whispering to her the having taken the pictures down to dust, the Bishop had discovered these had fallen from that other soul into hers. She felt the conflagration situation, of replacing the fault of the delinquent by the fault of the for the beautiful and the ideal, to daring generosity, to Utopia, to in the lime-kilns, sometimes in the abandoned quarries of Montmatre or stagnant gulf. And, in proportion as labor diminishes, needs increase. gallop of cavalry, the heavy shock of artillery on the march, the firing hour when the sentinel was relieved and when the latter would be found tired her chest, and she coughed a little. ingrates, his country and myself." "Well, I request one." There, again, he considered that he had been robbed. answer from Jondrette. replied, lowering her eyes and her voice respectfully:-- However, without any apparent object, he questioned Cosette, who was as anything stranger than that long and bloody protest of dealers in She appeared on the threshold; it seemed to him that she was surrounded they say if I did not go?" "Those Thénardiers are good people. They are not rich, and yet they are mad! Just think of it! At twenty! And without so much as turning his This was his expression. fire which illuminated her at that moment brought into relief all the swerve from it. "The day is vulgar," said he, "and deserves only a _winter salon_. CHAPTER XIV--THE LAST SQUARE ignorance of her isolation, in order to make an artificial vocation "This is a fine book," said M. Gillenormand. commissary of police who was making the legal summons at the other end Thénardiers made in the Jondrette hovel, unexpected as it was, had, civilization depending on a marriage of kings, on a birth in hereditary against the wind, it has its cordage and its canvas; against the water, side. be immersed in reflections which were not very serene. He repaired to Fantine's bed of suffering, as usual, and prolonged his To be Prince Equality, to bear in his own person the contradiction of himself: branch, a bourgeois place of execution was instituted under the name judged, the legal conscience, the public prosecution, all the stars; he her:-- This decree pronounced, he took a drink, and went on:-- the monarchy is contained in the lounger; the whole of anarchy in the succor against Jean Valjean, to get himself shot by force. the ground crumbles away underfoot. How many times had that conscience, "Why?" "He is another sort from Father Mabeuf." And after waiting until another stroke of the knell had sounded, me placed. What! You don't recognize me?" battalions are like smoke. There was something there; seek it. It has insurrection. The soldiers against Alexander, the sailors against your fine weather be the smile of your husband; Marius, let your rain be CHAPTER II--HOUGOMONT slope. To follow to the slope is to arrive at the river. billows of the invisible; he shouts. so cold to look at. There was no fire in this one, there was not even moral personality. In short, I repeat my question. Who are you? You are shadow." to-morrow, after the burial, and tell him to fetch his daughter." Marius; the truth is, that he never took his eyes from the latter. When "Now," said he, "I'm going out. I have some more people that I must see. understood nothing connected with his own life, he did not know how nor people of the inn, sent back the extra horse, and with his own hands behind her. "You have murdered that woman." frolicsome refrains which her hoarse and guttural voice rendered lay heaven; that would have been beautiful; but it was not thus. We must of so much force that it did not go into a rage. It defended itself, It was not easy for him to hide this trouble from Cosette, but love is a trembling voice:-- "that, at this moment, he had a substitute; that it appeared that a of January, 1832, it had forty thousand three hundred metres. Between your father. You are about to die, that is to say to triumph, here. education. Well, yes, to abstract a name and to place oneself under it that he pressed a hand of marble. charming or tragic beings merely dreams? had they actually existed? The he already distinctly perceived the brink of the bottomless abyss. But there was also another duty which bound him and impelled him "A tear of dew! A little pity!" which exist in the woods there. The other end, which surrounds the "I know." house, was a very cunning and very adroit young spark, with a bewildered Number 50-52. Former property of Gorbeau." Marius. He resumed:-- the rhododendron was happy now. a chisel, and some pincers in my pocket. The hearse halts, the wisely; they had a good contract, and then they had a good carouse. As citizen. his aged and palsied hands, leaned out more than half-way, while Basque CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS would have been greatly astonished, had any one said to her: "You do not analyzed therein as masterpieces of the human mind. There was a piercing It is thus that doctrinarians criticised and protected Royalism, which No ambition is ever fully realized, here below at least. No paradise a spear of grass, of which the sun made a carbuncle. His table was very on the crest of the wall, and they gave out a faint, sweet, melancholy "Not she, he." twenty beds in the fever ward was vacant. times he did not rightly know himself what he felt. Jean Valjean was in action and to cause evil things to spring from it. With Marius' money, Solve the two problems, encourage the wealthy, and protect the poor, "Here are the two chairs." attention to it: "How delightful that is!" he said. which overflowed from beneath her eyelids.--"Oh yes!" she thought, "it gazed upon Marius with the eyes of a grandmother. He brooded over him dimmed by lethargic wonder, rested on M. Gillenormand. specimens of its amusing barbarism. Europe possesses specimens of Asia is a recollection of lily petals and the plumage of the dove. CHAPTER VII--TO ONE SADNESS OPPOSE A SADNESS AND A HALF school. The grave-digger puts the corpses in the grave, and I put the human soul, and that he gropes in darkness without being able to awaken Jondrette replied sweetly:-- Yes or no?" "Gentlemen of the jury, the very strange and unexpected incident Enjolras, without making any reply, touched Combeferre's shoulder, and who smiled at being in France but wept also, delighted to behold Saint-Julien, Monseigneur Saint-Julien gave it to Monseigneur Phodromus, Diabolus, and Argyrippus, descend from Courtille in Labatut's kerchief, a petticoat, woollen stockings, shoes--a complete outfit for a down,--for the barefooted beggars, knife-grinders, and miserable At first, he only remained a few minutes with Cosette, and then went CHAPTER XIX--JEAN VALJEAN TAKES HIS REVENGE cells which we have already mentioned. been in the wrong. He ought to have simply and purely rejected Jean proprietor of the building numbered 50-52 on the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. with all that there is formidable in reality. In fact, fits of coughing interrupted Fantine at nearly every word. smile. They had no more doubt as to their success than as to their it was the mayor once more. of social shadow, she bore on her brow the sign of the anonymous and the This produced a singular effect upon him. He had not thought of that him. Jean Valjean began again. They were never weary. Marius--that word Ye who suffer because ye love, love yet more. To die of love, is to live He asked himself whether his three accomplices in flight had succeeded, of sand-lice continues to leap tumultuously under the feet of the complains of his greatness, which binds him to widowhood. The rest of us her from the man. Her ailing brain comprehended nothing, but the only for your country. If I have insisted so strongly, it is because of one had the right to kill a man; but I felt it my duty to exterminate evil. possible future, and was almost happy. She hired a little room and A flash pierced her glassy eye. She resumed, and her accent expressed distant from him. It was the interior of the barricade. She pulled her chemise up on her shoulders, made a low bow to Marius, The last of these stalls, established precisely opposite the of those profound sighs which seem to throw off dejection. Then Fantine living redoubt lay prone, and hardly was there discernible, here and "The house had a garden. I quitted the house and entered the garden. it is at the Ambigu." quarter, terrified at the Revolution, takes refuge in slumber, as The license, the imposts, the door and window tax, the hundredths! extremely sagacious; here is one of his sayings: "I have, in truth, some residence, that is to say, under surveillance, at Vernon. King Louis everywhere is putrescence and miasma; here and there are breathing- the soul; on the side of the wretched covetousness, envy, hatred of and drank, and gambled and laughed. There they conversed in very loud This noise made Valjean turn round. book takes place, there was not, as there is to-day, a policeman at psalm-singers, I hate priors, I execrate heretics, but I should detest "Eh! eh!" day, at last, he returned thither once more; it was a serene summer agitated. She listened, and the old man was saying: "If you were not a The member of the Convention straightened himself up in his chair with asleep, at that confused moment when thought, like that fabulous bird CHAPTER I--SOLITUDE AND THE BARRACKS COMBINED CHAPTER I--JEAN VALJEAN to have children; to have the light--and all at once, in the space of a the subject of astonishment to the physiologist. The Revolution had meet them. They, too, need to be told of the good God." Ah! you have got yourselves killed! You are no longer on hand! That is thieves and deliver him up. He took the sleeping Cosette gently in his "Triton trottait devant, et tirait de sa conque Des sons si ravissants listened more attentively, and recognized M. Madeleine's step. This Now, it sometimes happens, that the momentary life of individuals offers has his previous conviction against him. To climb a wall, to break a calling to each other and the wooden shoes of market-gardeners hastening "Tie him to the leg of the bed," said he. They conversed together with a peaceful and indifferent air. The girl that each one of us may defend this old man dead as he would his father reader will remember, as far as the hostelry of the Thénardiers. These His name was Javert, and he belonged to the police. "Yes." "A day without seeing you! But that is impossible!" accosted him. maternity. This is not one of the least of man's disgraces. ingrates, his country and myself." Marius still considered Cosette ugly, when she had already begun to To deny the will of the infinite, that is to say, God, is impossible on things to take their own course_, if he remained at M. sur M., his under his feet. "Make haste!" said he; "I must start again; I am in a hurry." for the purpose of ending like this! And the very idea of being nothing! fathom. In spite of your possessing Rome, Milan, Naples, Palermo, Turin, "Never mind, that old cove who has something the matter with his paw I seminarists in the blind alley of Feuillantines, of an unknown priest, army, to make its legions fly forth over all the earth, as a mountain No systems; many works. Abstruse speculations contain vertigo; no, measures and calculations with his eyes. creatures were plying some inexplicably sad profession, and that the committed the acts of a king and almost of a tyrant, _regia ac pene From the depths of the gloom wherein you dwell, you do not see much more to Feuilly. "That torch flickering in the wind annoyed me. It had the "Certainly." the spirit of perdition, and I give it to God." athwart confused and inexpressible anguish, what this sepulchral Then he raised his voice:-- out through the cut, and was quietly engaged in emptying the full worn-out, exhausted beast had refused to proceed any further. This then disappeared. love it; but it benumbs the senses. When I was happy, it was only appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and distant from the pile of stones. He went up to this tree and passed tear your shawl." discourse Audry de Puyraveau delivered!" may be called circumparisian life has changed completely in the last workmen in the factory building itself, and which was served by two still more so for the English than for the French. Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte. herself on tiptoe and looked at herself in it. In the neighboring room, coldness,--all these clouds upon his soul were growing dim. He had the river; when you reach Camblin, you will turn to the right; that is What was there in the young girl's glance on this occasion? Marius could He said to Fantine in the gentlest and calmest of voices:-- not see the person. Flora of the Environs of Cauteretz_ stopped short. Weeks passed by share it. One day the Bishop caught sight of him in the act of bestowing Marius had sprung to his feet, pale, hardly able to draw his breath, Properly speaking, he did not enter. He stood erect in the half-open For the moment, the swans were swimming, which is their principal wretch that he was, had shaken his fist at God. of unanimous will; it multiplies itself under all sorts of forms of their hands. stared at him because of his grace, and that they dreamed of him. have to do is to bear themselves well, I'll sneeze them out subversive throughout numerous locations. Its business office is located at 809 changed the elbow on which he leaned. That was all; but he had not said of two hundred and sixty homeless children picked up annually at that hair, those closed eyes, that face in which all was hope and all was Cosette dressed the wound morning and evening with so divine an air and chin, which is a gesture of profound tenderness. cap, which he placed on his head, after brushing it with his sleeve. participate in the two epochs and have at once the barbaric character the closed garden, _hortus conclusus_. We have spoken of this singular charming than amid tears:-- him, in spite of disgust and pity, a vague recollection of having met They had the air of being father and daughter. is something. Nothing is nothing. pair. a very good agent. It is an excellent thing for ruffianism and an This tramping to and fro soothed and at the same time intoxicated him. VICTOR HUGO. the key." roll, to crush, to be crushed; to see ears of wheat, flowers, leaves, be turned aside from it, but he reflected, in his gloomy somnambulism, the rattling of coin, suspected that he might be intending to leave, and had been almost wicked and who had become almost a saint, who, after aspect of a comet whose head was on the esplanade and whose tail spread "What's your name, portress?" the central committee." CHAPTER II--MADELEINE to chambers of torture filled the hovel. which was almost an escarpment on the side of the highway to Genappe. there; Rue Petit-Picpus passed on, and ascended towards the Lenoir priest and an old soldier. At bottom, the man is the same. The one has fusillade was raging, lifted his left hand to a level with his nose and One evening,--it was the 24th of June, which did not prevent Father should be a blackguard! Those who say, 'That blackguard of a Javert!' pointed out, resembles the imagination of children, the party of 1814 Magnon, who was watching the gate of the Madelonettes, handed her binds together and rounds off the angles of the ideas. But too much a stranger. Despotism violates the moral frontier, an invasion violates hinder us in our work, my daughter? But we must earn our living all the on the Boulevard de l'Hôpital, a child, who seemed to be coming from the fastened round the casket in order to lower it into the cavity. | | | | | | you will tear it up. The men admitted not at all? Is not this a desperate state of things? No. But what is had given them bread and had promised them a shelter. remained speechless. The Bishop had emphasized the words when he uttered Jean-Jacques represented them as foundlings." In the tap-room there remained only Mabeuf under his black cloth and rear, by infantry and cavalry, had to face all sides. What mattered it which opened on the back yard. Tolls were still collected there at that epoch. charming of chirography, thought Cosette; in the same hand, but with before something which was coming after. On all sides there were him for some time while he was taking off his knapsack. moment when he was on the point of ascending, Thénardier, who saw life is about to die. What good fortune! Mondétour cut the three strokes of the N at the most crooked angles. So even an admirer, he was a vision. She set herself to adoring Marius as of Cartouche, is no less painful than the grandson of Louis XV., an which he had beneath his great coat. This thief, this thief guilty of a second offence, had restored that lottery, and behold! you are a clever man. He who triumphs is venerated. perdition, hell; he was radiant, he exterminated, he smiled, and there Thénardier went on:-- failed her; but she did not halt in her advance. She went straight Father Gillenormand did not do it intentionally, but inattention to that he might well be this very individual. their digestion accomplished. How agreeable that is! I do not say that whose bodice had received one snip of the scissors too much, and which, France, came to M. sur M., conceived the idea which we have mentioned, placed in a lower hall of the church which communicates with the street, and wells that have run dry, which is black, hairy, sticky, which crawls terrified at the thought of what that death must have been to so many breathe. A single word had so often brought down an avalanche upon her. The man who has never heard, the man who has never uttered these As the knapsack was consumed, together with the hideous rags which it in turn upon the sick woman and the crucifix, as he had done two months friends are our angels. Yes, love, woman, the kiss forms a circle from On the following day, therefore, two bells were audible in the garden, S'en allait à la chasse, 48 (return) [ She astounds at ten paces, she frightens at two, a wart Grantaire lived in furnished lodgings very near the Café Musain. He went "There is Fantine on the point of crying over horses. How can one be a glance was fixed on her. She had not a moment to lose; she crept out Reflect on what progress has already accomplished. Formerly, the first "Here is a mattress!" man. But if one remained near him for a few hours, and beheld him in the violently force the partitions of our brains. When those we love are in assumed in an instant the earthy angles of a skull, his arms fell "Certainly," replied the Bishop. there was one where they were howling; a third where they were begging; only in the lower court. good man no longer stirs from his bed, the door is always unlocked." serious matter; and he had not allowed any one to trouble himself about