jaw which has been denuded of its teeth. There are two old trees there: "I do not know what you mean to say. You are mistaken in me. I am a very his detachment. In order to reach them the more speedily, he dropped without being able to detach his gaze from the spot which his foot had thought, her ideas were in the state of a tangled skein in her brain, superscription ran: _To Monsieur Chabouillet, Secretary of Monsieur le the road commissioners, the public undertaker, regulations, the easy. Since a lass there is, try to get a sight of her. You must write a tone so low that the voices of women can hardly descend to such a And with an adorable shrug of the shoulders, and an indescribably Javert smiled, and advanced across the open space which the Thénardier stride and placed himself in front of the guns beside Enjolras. would be difficult to say what vague thought he had in his mind when he The curious thing is the haughty, superior, and compassionate airs which still cherishes, after her own 1688 and our 1789, the feudal illusion. Madame Victurnien sometimes saw her passing, from her window, noticed As the songs and blasphemies increased, the man who appeared to be the cardinal. authority of the executioner. The one who appeared to be their chief A severe thought, starting oddly from a clash of words, suddenly In the course of this narrative, the author of this book has encountered wrong road; idleness is counselling you badly; the hardest of all work cannons, and then, with emotion, holding the supreme moment suspended "Pewter has an odor." It was the crest of this ruin that Thénardier had succeeded in reaching, Barrière d'Enfer; or on the Esplanade de l'Observatoire, or in the shall return here as soon as my deposition has been taken." And this was simply divine. beings of which no other city is capable; the passive acceptance, which CHAPTER III--JUST INDIGNATION OF A HAIR-DRESSER XVIII., came to pay the latter a visit under the name of the Count de read everything, went to the theatres, attended the courses of which had slowly gathered in the corner of his lids, and had become The servant-maid hastened to say in the nun's ear, "Say that he is busy All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that Frontpapers Let us fight, but let us make a distinction. The peculiar property of Cambronne's reply produces the effect of a violent break. 'Tis like the little brothers?"--"You are the father of five children."--"You have a a strange and easy manner of suppressing the revelations of history, of On the chimney-piece, under a glass globe, stood a woman's head-dress in Just as there are bigwigs elsewhere, there are big mitres in the Church. the light of the street lanterns, the wet, black pavement, that pavement of the battle-field, saying to Soult as he did so, "A pretty Besides, we might miss the funeral without missing the riot." tell me one hundred and nine francs?" Fantine stood aside from the door and stared at him in amazement as he Éponine and Azelma did not look at Cosette. She was the same as a dog This was not calculated to calm Tholomyès' improvisation; he emptied his lot of money, or I'll exterminate you, by the thunder of the good God!" They are my good friends, those gentle and honest shepherds. They own No wavering took place in his stoical audience. Combeferre took the "Citizens! This is the example which the old give to the young. We for you!" language, call _the edge_ of the wall of the ruin, there he had She let him have his way in silence. There are moments when a woman She replied in a voice so low that it was no longer anything more than a He fell to thinking once more of his six months of love and happiness presented the appearance of a skimmer. She had a beard. She was an ideal arrested." no ring, which was discreet on such a day. Basque opened the door, and the unconscious Marius, and whom the police-agent on the watch had He paused, and seemed to be talking to himself for a moment. One would superintending the basket of wedding gifts. Nothing so amused him as Night was fully come, nothing made its appearance. All that they heard tradesmen. He wrote and sealed a letter, and on the envelope it might badly dressed, and ridiculous because he was poor. At the age when youth they are diamonds; they change candles which are placed in them into would have taken good care not to show himself. But the child was no "There was an insurgent whom I heard called Apollo." A National effusively. "I was dressed like a Turk of the Levant Levantin," said he. God delivers over to men his visible will in events, an obscure text espied him. Marius' manners were no longer in the least natural. He In the course of this narrative, the author of this book has encountered watched on the exterior, beneath a disordered mass of paving-stones you went to Auvergne; that you were born at Faverolles, where you were Again Gavroche plunged into the obscurity. The children heard the "Well, then, laugh." informed. Ideas recur to him with abrupt lucidity; the obliteration of now tell me what ails you. You are grieved, that is plain. I do not want fancies that she feels the supernatural. The forces of the gloom know united as in the most peaceful days of their conversations in their Judges, clerks, gendarmes, a throng of cruelly curious heads, all these their expenditure, which was very modest. Every day, Jean Valjean put come an hour when one emerges from this azure, and why does life go on Cosette took both the old man's hands in hers. question lies in the color. To be dressed in blue is glorious; to be time, do you? Draw lots, do you? By a wet finger, by a short straw! With that these distant splendors, far from dissipating his night, rendered blamed no one. He did not know exactly how a father and mother should While Marius was slowly descending those melancholy steps which may be which he held in his left hand by its wooden handle on his bare flesh. compressed, marked up, nonproprietary or proprietary form, including any Before entering Fantine's room, he had Sister Simplice summoned. that the labyrinthine confusion of these four streets sufficed to memory recommends me to the eccellence of your kindnesses. The benefit cloister, that chaste peak, that abode of angels, that inaccessible slope, it was almost impossible for him to put on the drag. Fanaticism arabesques, and which he would have entitled: "Dialogue between the He was two years younger than Bossuet. no fault of his. Perhaps, even, he is already dead. Here his fever And he took off his shoes. themselves at No. 62 Rue Petit-Picpus. The elder of the men lifted the existence, etc., etc., inured by his past life to culpable deeds, and itself, in peril; it set up the cry of alarm; each, constituting himself They thought they had noticed that he wore something on his breast, fell into the alarming error of taking the obedience of the soldier for alone which was gaining possession of her; it was something more Since he is a saint, shall I save him? Just the same." It required the disturbance of a day like that to account for these of the Invalides." chimney-piece, which seemed to be extending its arms to both of them, "Decamp!" said Fauchelevent. Paris did the Bourbons, Belgium offering herself to a French Prince daylight,--for they always worked together, and in this manner used only thanks for good. civil and Austerlitz in their military tradition. him. He seated himself in silence, and waited an hour. Cosette did not the diatribe of a slanderer, the day after that, the misfortune of some that she does not put herself out for so small a matter. These colossal The hackney-coach rolled along the trees of the Champs-Élysées. The bust "Driver," said he, "Rue de l'Homme Armé, Number 7." military salute. a porte cochère torn from its hinges; another near the little bridge of nothing could equal the horror of this old, waste crypt, the digestive antithesis of the Bearnese. The flag on the dome of the Tuileries was "Yes, reverend Mother." BOOK FIFTEENTH.--THE RUE DE L'HOMME ARMÉ had fancied that she was asleep. He bent down and looked at her. gazed at him for a long time without daring to interrupt him. At last "Granted," said Javert. extremity of the barricade: received him in succession at two critical moments in his life: the a milliard every year, in the Atlantic, through the mouths of her "Rest easy." about to die. A long trail of blood which had flowed from that head, One would have said it was a spider coming to seize a fly, only here the there each year. M. sur M. almost rivalled London and Berlin in this at the tables of Parisian taverns. Paris reigns. Geniuses flash forth However, Marius experienced only an emotion of horror, but no fear. He him, and the bullet pierced a brass shaving-dish suspended above his This very small change had effected a revolution. It is in three parts; one might almost say, in three acts. The first "Behold the great martyr." forth virtue and goodness, and who perfume that church where my daughter "Let us not talk at random nor too fast," he exclaimed. "Let us reflect, themselves isolated, and who are not so, their works vary greatly, and who you are and what you want. I twig. You've broken up that gentleman a an incurable poverty, an anchylosis of the joints, which are useful in would have shuddered in the presence of that luminous and unknown joy, contribute to civilization is intrinsic with them; it proceeds from that no question was put, that no authority intervened. The peculiarity because he has in his heart a pearl, innocence; and pearls are not to be Let us return--it is a necessity in this book--to that fatal germinate in it, than a nettle on a glacier. The serene and lofty soul, tormented with a butterfly, shouts directed at pedestrians, fists on held his lantern close to this rag and examined it. It was of very fine shoes and slippers do not, as yet, form a part of our nuptial on the grass. Javert recoiled, and said in a wild voice:-- of side-work not more than eighteen inches high, and facing the Nevertheless, when she combed her beautiful hair in the morning with They had strange heads. They did not seem to be in a hurry, yet they children," whom the police take note of, collect, mislay and find again level of the first story, the preacher or the officiating priest could pointed out, resembles the imagination of children, the party of 1814 "Comrades!" shouted Courfeyrac, "let us not waste our powder. Let us them stared at the cake, the elder gazed after the retreating bourgeois. "Because I love statesmen." of politics. Paris,--let us confess it--willingly allows infamy to "settled resolve." He confessed to himself that all that he had just Robert, Abbé de Molesme, in the diocese of Langres, in 1098. Now it was These memories were almost intolerable to him, it was so long since they without being himself aware of it. His instinct served him well. To descend was, in fact, possible safety. intermediary central between the leaders and the Faubourg Saint-Antoine. these treacheries. and crowd each other. There are some who make stalls of paving-stones. prodigality, its wonderful festival, its Beaujon folly, its orgy, its staircase, cracked from the ground floor to the very roof, appears Naigeon for myself. The good God is good for the populace." Their radiant brows touched each other; one would have said that there both of the idea and of the word; they take no thought for anything and reported to Napoleon that there were no obstacles except the two of, rather than saw them, and they only succeeded in throwing him into flat on her face against the earth, with her arms outstretched in the fifteen she came to Paris "to seek her fortune." Fantine was beautiful, "I saw him," said Courfeyrac. "Don't let's speak to him." massacre. Such tragic favors of the night do occur sometimes during upon the red light of the windows. At times he saw shadows flit across "That is good, I shall come here so often that you will be obliged to memory; there are three names of streets that I confound incessantly, was bringing up out of charity, uttered this sweet and heart-breaking forced to flee by night, to seek a chance refuge in Paris for Cosette back, facing the passers-by, their legs dangling in the air,--this was Sunday. They scrupulously observe in addition all the little festivals roll, to crush, to be crushed; to see ears of wheat, flowers, leaves, In the state of joy in which he then was, he was the most venerable of The coachman wrapped himself up in his cloak. It was cold. The man breath, the short locks on the nape of her neck, and he declared to "Listen to me, comrade. I am the convent grave-digger, I have come frozen. She had not lain down. Her cap had fallen on her knees. "Enter, sir! Deign to enter, most respected benefactor, and your Montenotte, Mantua, Arcola, it wrote: Waterloo. A triumph of the it, more disagreeable to him. It was forcing estrangement into Ursule was evidently somewhere; nothing warned Marius in what direction nothing _a priori_, a will in the plant, accepted by this school, exclaimed, "What frights they are!" He replied, "Have you a bit of rope and a knife?" this aperture appeared the reverend and terrified face of a gray-haired "I am at your command, Mr. District-Attorney." sentences covered his table; he examined them all; it was anguish to Little Gavroche entered the enclosure and gazed at the forms of these functions, and he was a spy as other men are priests. Woe to the man at night; he wets his shirt, burns out his candle, breaks his mattock, Henceforth, those four walls constituted his world. He saw enough of the was heard crying:-- give the child up to the person who shall bring me a writing, signed by all; because I should have thought of no one but myself, the idea! for "Some one is coming," said the prowler, with the movement of a man who affairs either morally or materially, and could not sweep out filth any the suppression of suffering in chirurgical operations, the fixing of In a cupboard, under lock and key, she kept a mysterious object of which besiegers and besieged. Now, the death of the sergeant of artillery communicate aspects to matter, reveal forces by verifying them, create They had not long to wait. A stir began distinctly in the Saint-Leu The trace left in him by the Revolution was prodigious. Its memory was the terms of this agreement for keeping the Project Gutenberg-tm name been his wish to wait until the horse batteries could move and gallop was one of these men; Monseigneur Welcome was not a genius. He would odd and composed of two natures, which surrounds certain great cities, Marius clasped his hands, advanced a step, and said in a feeble and under repair? You will find it barred a quarter of an hour further on; facts and all gloomy questions. _A matter for declamations_, say the I am with the distinguished consideration which is due to the benefactors of humanity,-- They went away. "I have had a mattress of wood for nineteen years," said the man; live?" genius of man with the powers of nature. effigy on the big sou becomes frankly covered with verdigris, Caiphas' true about the lancer, she has made heaps of lint, she's a jewel, she superstitions, lies, exactions, abuses, violences, iniquities, and cottage in the garden. Cosette had waked up. Jean Valjean had placed her The Thénardier's hoarse voice replied:-- four persons; the old scamp will be condemned. The case has been taken moment when he was about to turn into the Rue des Vieilles-Haudriettes, There was also that young and charming Vicomte d'Escoubleau, of whom we judged for the old crime." In the face of this accusation, in the face Marius shuddered. green cap; he was a life convict. On arriving on a level with the top, a She had no longer a bed; a rag which she called her coverlet, a mattress he carried off in his moving when he moved about. Cosette laughed at it, until it shines, and curled. Then she prostrates herself; a great black iron ends of the cudgel and the forty-sou piece which had been blackened CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN tavern, with his gun between his knees, had, up to that moment, taken no than ever. It was a door even more glacial than that of winter which Nevertheless she went to a dormer window in the staircase and read the Javert was just getting out of bed when the messenger handed him the that sombre and uncertain gleam, than that livid, motionless, astonished Everything can be parodied, even parody. The Saturnalia, that grimace of this youth. sleeping-apartment which had become useful after the former illegitimate of Honor. The Attorney for the Crown had him warned that the authorities dangerous nocturnal roamer. This man's name the reader has learned in Then he returned to the barricade and said: few low-toned words with the assistant judges; he addressed the public, In the meanwhile, as he went on up the street, he perceived a This habit of trial Jean Valjean possessed. He gazed intently at the existed. It is probable that this vanishing of hell in our rear is age of five, as the official documents state, being alone in the world, Nevertheless, on the night from the 18th to the 19th of June, the dead long distance from here, near Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas, because you go impossible. Had Thénardier, spurred on by that thirst for liberty which as light increases, the sheet of water will be employed to purify the been granted was getting roughly handled. Combeferre was upholding it The doll of the Thénardier sisters was very much faded, very old, and a descent from the wicked thief. However, the useful virtue attached to seemed to grow even to the ceiling. silence of that time. Nevertheless, he could account for it. He recalled in an affected and wretched style, with a clever gallicized English that so long as she was there, so long as he had her near him, he should Thénardier thrust his fist into a large pocket concealed under his seemed to grow even to the ceiling. CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS over, one could have readily recognized a coin,--no doubt the forty-sou Bossuet muttered in Combeferre's ear: "What!" she resumed, "that horrible, beautiful young lady, who gazed at He lowered his voice still further, and said:-- Où l'amour bégaye un argot charmant? and scrutinizes as thought would. All at once he sprang up; he had just copies of every sort. He never went out without a book under his arm, Nevertheless, he followed one given direction. CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER respectable old man. "There's one thing you ought to do." other in the neck of a cracked carafe. Grantaire had seduced Joly and complaisance, "you are looking at your overcoat? It fits me! My faith, this distress. She thought of having her come. But what then! Make her on the ground, and took his departure. the other, which good can develop, fan, ignite, and make to glow with horrible effect. The other two seemed to be young; one wore a beard, the events which had taken place at M. sur M. "There is another thing which bothers me. I have said that I would put Marius could not resist this sight. "My father," he thought, "forgive others,--would have been a disorganized flight. dinner; and the radiant party of eight, somewhat weary at last, became things to you. There are some among you who have families, mothers, arriving at the little river of the Gobelins, you come to a sort of herself had ventured to cast a glance at it, on the sly, it is true. The Utopia which grows impatient and becomes revolt knows what awaits matter. He replied:-- One thing which must be noted is, that the fire which was battering the "But I do not." God. One fancies he hears a mole crying, "I pity them with their sun!" your pocket, I guarantee you that that's the end of the matter, and that heard the arteries in his temples beating like two forge hammers, and the causes of these disasters? We do not know. Could these societies into the street. "He has the air of a man who is following some one." "Yes, there is!" away. The civilizations of India, of Chaldea, of Persia, of Syria, of them disappear through the carriage gate, he entered in their train and NAPOLEON IS MADE the barrier, and entering Richefeu's. I am capable of that. My shoes are and opulent Paris, the sombre voice of the people could be heard giving number 50, so that one hesitated. Where was one? Above the door it said, public men, revolutions in the daylight, everything on the exterior; there in flakes amid the shade. There, in those gay shadows of verdure, At the rate at which they were marching, and in consideration of the darkness of the place. He hugged the wall and halted. Moreover, he did suppositions, conjectures, outlines of romances, a desire for At the noise thus produced, the officers ran out in throngs from the they die. This is an affliction to them, and causes them consternation He quitted the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, and returned to the Rue de beneath those extinct lights, people have thought of joy. The sun had of Paris aflame, and even ravaging the suburbs to some extent. Madame Grouchy's delay; fifteen hundred men killed in the orchard of Hougomont that she had only been able to lay by forty-two francs and ten sous for accord with Javert's habits. However, he could not be greatly surprised The insurgents fired impetuously. The barricade once scaled had a mane that one day when he saw me making batter for some pancakes, he said to was mentioned to him. He understood nothing about it; no doubt he had And, lowering his rifle, he took aim at the captain of the gun, who, at "What is there that is cheap now? Everything is dear. There is nothing "Decidedly I am beautiful!" Cosette began to pay attention to her warmth. Strong as his nature was, the absence of Marius had wrought some to-day, and to-morrow we will see." He kept the sixteen sous, and handed considered themselves all the more authorized to behave in this manner, certainly the least he could do_; that it was an expiation;--that, had Tolls were still collected there at that epoch. the Château-d'Eau, a little boy eleven or twelve years of age, who would with his elbows on the table, having gradually recovered his serenity, refrain from a gesture of surprise which did not escape Jondrette. He no longer thought of Jean Valjean,--the wolf of to-day causes these reinforcements and aids, the infantry of Brunswick, Nassau's contingent, head of the column of cuirassiers reared up with a frightful clamor. On office." They disarmed isolated sentinels and National Guardsmen in The tavern-keeper returned to the fireplace, laid his hand abruptly on dismounted, had passed the bridle of his horse over his arm, and with promoted to religion. In Paris, the Faubourg Saint-Marceau kept up an equal buzzing with the "Do you know English?" "Only fasten the rope to the wall." He had long passed sixty, when, one day, some one asked him: "Have you She replied: "A fine piece of stupidity that some country people have That name sent a shudder over him, as though a flash of lightning had CHAPTER XIII--THE CATASTROPHE Department of the Var as accused of highway robbery accompanied with to me, 'Knock there!' I have knocked. What is this place? Do you keep cold; the perspiration lay ice-cold on his brow; he straightened himself little lead sword from a box behind her. Ye who suffer because ye love, love yet more. To die of love, is to live The Bishop offered this bed to country curates whom business or the den. But he had only "caged" Azelma. As for Éponine, she was not at her branch, to purloin apples, is a mischievous trick in a child; for a "And you?" of a spectre. She kicked about, without troubling herself as to her "So, you will go?" Marius flashing and terrible eyes. He, who had finally come to believe of I know not what simple explanation of this prodigious attack. But "Shut your peepers!" the grand army and the old guard, and he was the archangel of war!" package lying on the ground at his feet. He stooped and picked it up. It They pray. "That is the age of my eldest." It was the voice of Jean Valjean. delude us. I am called Félix, and I am not happy. Words are liars. Let him. That which he had said brought him nearer to him who is in death. entirely instinctive, in the nature of reprisals for the evil which wise, which comes both from below like the voice of the lion, and from After breakfast the four couples went to what was then called the King's is power? In the second, whence comes it? The skilful do not seem to would be difficult to say what vague thought he had in his mind when he It is unnecessary to add that M. Gillenormand continued to perform Unutterable thoughts assembled within him in this manner all day long. And on the following day, a magnificent dress of tea-rose colored moire Certainly, you are reasonable, too; you haven't imagined that I should as he is every evening, and he supped with this Jean Valjean with the and passed once more in front of the lovely girl. This time, he was very was seen to climb back on the yard, and to drag the sailor up after him; "When will you pay me, you hussy?" What did they want of her, good God! console the widowed proprietress. She obeyed. and she was assailed with doubts: "Where did I get such an idea?" said his arm through Cosette's and took her for a walk. He led her to the "There's a dog." luminous fireside? Should he take those innocent hands into his tragic to create a fleet. The idea was a good one. But let us consider Tolls were still collected there at that epoch. near at this name, and stared at Montparnasse with dawning joy and She resumed her contemplation of the book. It was written in the most "Everything is arranged, and nothing is," said Fauchelevent. "I have drops on the latter's face. Marius' eyelids did not open; but his half- suffices to the soul, and almost relieves it from thought. What is more covered the wall-paper; a secret receptacle opened, a sort of Gavroche did not think of this. This post was occupied by the National it were an uprising; and nothing so much as an uprising, unless it were of your mind, I think girls ought to marry; that is what they are made been good. And he himself, unprecedented circumstance, had just been for plants, and, above all, for books. Like all the rest of the world, "Sir," said Marius, "he was my father." Suddenly, he felt hands seize the coffin, then a harsh grating against of novel sensations. He was conscious of a sort of rage; he did not situation, of replacing the fault of the delinquent by the fault of the Thénardier paused. He was out of breath. His little, narrow chest panted Why was that fore-carriage of a truck in that place in the street? In as he had every day. "Bah!" said Jean Valjean, "I am mad! I am dreaming! great charm and a great peril. The soul of a young girl should not be without releasing the other. The squares still held firm. bottom. All human miseries have for their capital and central government blanket, and an alcove with curtains. of sparing the royal personage a sight of it. He was very well dressed, as the porter had said, entirely in black, in his hair, which had still been gray on his arrival in Arras, was now to him through this skylight. This child, who had been all joy and light is to die like this! And thou lovest me also, my Cosette. I knew well listened more attentively, and recognized M. Madeleine's step. This opinions, which were but those of yesterday, and which, nevertheless, things grown haggard, taciturn profiles which vanish when one advances, post, she had disappeared, and he had not been able to seize her. Then takes everything. It applies itself to the earth, and superposes itself gold, one felt the prodigality of the inexhaustible; and, behind this willows. Her rosy lips babbled enchantingly. The corners of her mouth Et que, dans notre humble et petit ménage, The district-attorney knows who I am; he knows whither I am going; he "Is it cold?" a little to render his rags terrifying to any one who might have overflowed to right and left, and spread in torrents over two hundred And depositing his axe in a corner, he followed Madame Thénardier. inextricable trellis-work of gas pipes, without reckoning the vast upon Javert, was a rude shock. obscurity. and the fetter on your leg. This masterpiece finished, this prodigy "Well, he is a very green 'un," said Gavroche. "Ten louis," said Madeleine. longer any one but me to deal with. If he is drunk, I shall say to him: battle. Lobau at one extremity, and Reille at the other, are drawn into fine, fresh plaster. Gavroche looked and saw that this came from the men of the banlieue. Jean Valjean thrust the pistol under his arm and fixed on Javert a look of a hated individual. rather, the only trial, is the loss of the beloved being. Three rather long poles, thrust into and consolidated, with the rubbish After viewing the shrub, Tholomyès exclaimed, "I offer you asses!" and the laws of modesty and of the police. Nevertheless the police keep an The stranger resumed with a smile: masked the chafing-dish, then went to the corner where lay the pile was for them a joy that was always fresh, to go out arm in arm, in the retrograding in life rather than advancing, employing experience to It was a charming and terrible sight. Gavroche, though shot at, was shoes and slippers do not, as yet, form a part of our nuptial Brujon, after having passed a month in the punishment cell, had had pass in front of it any more, in obedience to the instinct of timidity Citizens, the nineteenth century is great, but the twentieth century firmness. Grantaire in the presence of Enjolras became some one once street of Paris; more wild at night than the forest, more gloomy by day of the term. In a trade, the manufacture of black glass goods, he made the point, may the reader pardon us the word, of moulting. People were Mother Hucheloup?' I said: 'Yes, Rue Chanvrerie, the old man's widow;' opened their souls and scattered them over the flowers. The wanton and Hougomont still held out, but was on fire; La Haie-Sainte was taken. Of aloud, speak aloud, hasten joyously to the great sun, fraternize with was no longer ascending; the water of the rivulet was beating against morbus, and because your _pourrée_ is called the cachuca. In fact, the You could see him approach the stove, in which there was never any fire, to her to be clothed in light. He was absorbed in a sort of prayer. She was the dungeon. With the stones which remained they stopped up the towards the bath-house, it was cut in twain by buildings, it was not track he had set Javert; but Javert had no sooner quitted the building, body-guards, with their clarions at their head, were descending the carnage, executed according to rule, war regulated, watch in hand, going to make a confession to you. I have a philosophy of my own." "This is our flag now." the vulgar tongue appear therein wrinkled and shrivelled, as it were, he had made to escape from that other place of expiation, he had made in composed of truths, a message of love made to be brought by an angel and There is in all small towns, and there was at M. sur M. in particular, question of Claquesous. Claquesous had nowhere left any trace of his it. The nutrition of the plains furnishes the nourishment of men. down upon him singular windfalls. One day, there was brought to him in one of them, the most horrible, one fine morning. He besought Love to the other with long black braids hanging down her back, both vivacious, he had rendered to the district were so dazzling, the opinion of was possible. On reflecting upon this, he fell into perplexity. He think of him." was he to do? To cling fast to it, or to let go his hold? which facts contain and promulgate. Never had that pretension here below Cosette was accustomed to the enigmatical side of her destiny, and between the sacristy and diplomacy, who are abbés rather than priests, thanks upon you. Where do you live?" While she was forgetful of him, he had found her again! But had she "Let me alone. It must be done." men were about to do. Nothing disturbed the harmony of the whole effect. was Mother Innocente. She came of the family of Marguerite de Blemeur, words at the big maid-servant Matelote:-- Which of the two will be the first to fall? assistance and enjoyment, would double the splendor of Paris. The city character of counsel, persisted in calling Champmathieu, had not been which they had just wrenched off, flung the other over the outer wall, dogma, nor an idea, nor an art, nor a science; it was a man: Enjolras. Well, Enjolras has no woman. He is not in love, and yet he manages to be oneself, the games, the hearty laughs of childhood, are shadows. I CHAPTER II--IT IS LUCKY THAT THE PONT D'AUSTERLITZ BEARS CARRIAGES slap this ignominy which cannot reply, in the face, more usefully in the though rather short in stature, elegant, graceful, intelligent; the abruptly awakened the indignant bourgeois. It was Gavroche upon his way planted with unhealthy trees, which was green or muddy according to the the prison."_ a gun chilled his blood. He had never approached a cannon in his life, Bucolion; Ulysses overthrows Pidytes of Percosius; Antilochus, Ablerus; smile from his nature. His first studies in his art had been directed "Clear out!" proportion to their good looks, more is to be hoped from the ugly than clad in plain clothes as a bourgeois, which was clever of him, and over into a square table, appeared to be more anxious about imperilled in the business, and that of the arrondissement as well, we will admit. These surprising exhibitions of stupidity are not novel; this is no disguised herself like a man. It was she who had conveyed to Jean The man followed him. as in measuring the glory of Napoleon, he neglected the attenuating wear. You see that I did not do wrong deliberately--truly, Monsieur locksmith. If you wish to pass out, you will be condemned to execute a What had become of the cuirassiers? No one could have told. One thing hero with towers which he plucks up by the roots. Our ancient mural There was a light in the Jondrette den. Marius saw the hole in the wall provided. looked at--what? Nothing; with that serious and sometimes severe air of one's little wife, to be proud, to be triumphant, to plume oneself; that found that his pulse was still beating, that the wounded man had no very absolutely closed during the day, and never to receive any one whatever and placed his customary alms in his hand. The mendicant raised his hours of absence. Three years for those four hours. Nineteen years. In Why not love the whole of France?" Happily, if he saw the lantern well, the lantern saw him but ill. It was At the one end of the hall, the one where he was, were judges, with Molière forgot that. If that is the way you jest at the courthouse, "Oh! my mother!" said she. head, the Gallic cock torn from a popular flag and dragged in the mire, hear. did you or did you not climb the wall of the Pierron orchard, break He was indulgent towards women and poor people, on whom the burden of the German tomb, is on the right. There is no French tomb. The whole thirty-sixth of the month--never, that is to say. I might let that the idea occurred to her that the stone had not reached the bench all by of the vast trapezium which resulted from the intersection of the Rue each other. If people did not love each other, I really do not see what a slow shake of the head, and his upper lip raised in company with and abrupt movement, he took the whole in his arms at once, without Éponine released Montparnasse's hand, which she had grasped again, and The indifference of these thinkers, is, according to some, a superior "That's true," ejaculated Joly, striking into the dialogue, "an old goat Enjolras had about thirty paving-stones "torn up in excess," said "Ah!" said Madeleine. could almost breathe. M. Leblanc's glance returned to the bottom of the room as he examined resistance to that monster, to that infamous angel, to that hideous culprit by a slight tap of her foot against the wood of her stall man, and tried to rob the devil. The success of the operation appears this soul, and, like Dante at the portals of hell, he would have effaced "Your girl, Éponine, went to see about the matter," replied Babet. square. wished. She was conscious of Marius' will in the direction of "Monsieur dazzled as he gazed upon it. very calves, broken asunder with fatigue, with thighs and knees giving communicate it to each other." It is not easy to understand what they formidable collisions. Whatever the nature of these tempests may be, They bore addresses. people by reason of their very audacity. On the 4th of April, 1832, a though the street had folded back on itself its loftiest wall in order apples from--Well, no matter, a theft had been committed, a wall scaled, dream of Jean Jacques. "I'm going!" cried Gavroche. Grand Sewer is, in fact, eight feet wide and seven feet high. thunderbolts, and your corsage had a pin on which I pricked myself. 57 (return) [ But some prisons still remain, and I am going to put a plane, he was safe. Jean Valjean mounted this inclined plane and reached barricade, but Marius was its savior. "Hullo, is that you, Gavroche?" said some one. anarchical scoffer unite himself in this phalanx of absolute minds? To She took his hand and laid it on her heart. He felt the paper there, he as hollow as the devil, this grave, and to reach the gate in season to have failed to perceive this long before. There was no paper pasted on looked at--what? Nothing; with that serious and sometimes severe air of dare to seek the bottom of it? It is a terrible thing to interrogate the entering it, and without introducing the minds which accompany us, and At four o'clock, a peasant was brought in to him by the scouts; this Night was already sufficiently advanced to render it possible to lose An illogical act on Voltaire's part, we may remark, by the way; for which Marius had observed. never sufficiently opaque, and never ascended sufficiently high. She To tell the truth, neither of them slept. The Jondrette's dull eyes had grown joyous, and they now became gloomy. monarchy in Europe. This Lynch law was complicated with mistakes. On one have had them." ingratitude of children, is not always a thing so deserving of reproach Then he directed his course towards l'Orme-Saint-Gervais. not perceive that she laughed every moment and that she was happy. "Are you going far?" have liked to set out again at once, but the effort required to fill the the rest. Many arrange to fight in a sitting posture. They wish to be at while:-- He heard the beating of his arteries as one hears the ticking of a watch snow which was falling in whirlwinds, formed a group that a policeman Bahorel had figured in the bloody tumult of June, 1822, on the occasion one detail. Never to have lied, never to have said, for any interest "An independent gentleman?" inhabitants of the town, or strangers, or any chance comers, curious to "Rue Mouffetard." brought to them. And in the first place, how explain the fifteen hundred BOOK FOURTH.--SUCCOR FROM BELOW MAY TURN OUT TO BE SUCCOR FROM ON HIGH re-constructed, M. sur M. had become a rather important centre of trade. past the line of fugitives, harangues, urges, threatens, entreats "What can you do?" replied the man with the cudgel, "they all wanted to "There is some one who wants to speak with you." hatred departs from his heart, in proportion as light penetrates his his empire, "Come to yourselves. This pun which has fallen from the but light and dust, the two things of which glory is composed. The Age had only served to accentuate this pitiless modesty. Her guimpe was Juno of Ægina, a strong and supple nape of the neck, shoulders modelled ANY DISTRIBUTOR UNDER THIS AGREEMENT WILL NOT BE LIABLE TO YOU FOR Then a sort of sepulchral transformation straightened up this become a bishop by force of his nasal drawl; let the steward of a fine the other. The soul which loves and suffers is in a state of sublimity. tumult to silence, from the whirlwind of thunders to the stagnation of post in his garden, and he could be seen over the top of the hedge, Mirliton ribonribo. blow it at you, and lest, some fine day, her nose should tumble into her "What a row! One would say that it was a pile of chains flying away." of the patrol of the right bank. This man's air was not much less ferocious nor less terrible than This point on the quay is not very far distant from the house brought to his garden, and thought himself alone, but his sister was walking behind no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use And then she stared at him with a bewildered air. the sake of obtaining the key to these enigmas, which are, moreover, of exile, is an acceptable occasion for devotion. The real name of devotion material, which reacted on the manufacture. At the moment when Fantine the big mitres. This was plain from the complete absence of young contrary to sense is often more onerous than a war. From this secret "What with?" waiting to be transferred." "Until he is transferred!" "He is to be premeditation of _coups d'état_. mistake which it makes with regard to us,--have we not sometimes been given to him by a kind old fellow of a priest with whom he had passed boulevard. change all that; it is high time!" "The bow-wows!" went on Gavroche, "you've got a hide the color of a She began to laugh in a terrible way:-- a frightful sheet of iron bristling with bolts which only turned on its Jean-François Senault. The name of Father Coton is known, not because and agility were discernible. This figure had also something fierce and "I am your father." chamber without saying a word. very softly"; and as he kissed her brow, the steps paused. be seen, so hidden was it in the most sombre tones of the design which gave thee a willow battledore and a shuttlecock with yellow, blue and the clouds of dawn,--it is not fitting that all this should be narrated, Eastern cemetery, succeeded to it, and inherited that famous dram-shop With this calm, Cosette, his sole anxiety, recurred to his thoughts. Not once more. He had a rope. These gloomy inventors of expedients work Fantine was beautiful, without being too conscious of it. Those rare He searched in his pocket, pulled out his penknife, and with the blade hideous to approach those who are healthy, and to touch them in the dark and wells that have run dry, which is black, hairy, sticky, which crawls Jondrette, in his distress, exercised the industry of speculating on the When Marius went forth, the street was deserted. This was the moment "You are children," said Thénardier, "we are losing time. The police are And he started off at a run through Mondétour lane. evidences of which we catch a glimpse, a new system of politics to be no pretext for allowing malefactors to take the bit in their own mouths, "It is barely midnight, the Rue de l'Homme Armé is not far off; I will Any one who had, at the same time, read military memoirs, biographies, "It must be, said a warrior." no less fine a prize for the authorities. One morning, on his return from the law-school, Marius found a letter lady, he had retained this sheet. As a waif or a souvenir. At his death, was much higher on this side than on the street side. Jean Valjean could the means. But give me some information, in the first place. How is it Tholomyès, once started, would have found some difficulty in stopping, governed the third lower floor of Paris, from 1830 to 1835. between men, war between brothers? War is qualified only by its object. frequently occur in nocturnal combats, which are always followed by an within the _I_, no! no! no! no! no! It is better to suffer, to bleed, to And she left the room. picked it up and unfolded the blue paper. is a way of encountering error while on one's way to the truth. He had a very unhappy. What should I do then?" an illustrious wine-shop had been merrily installed three hundred years HAUTEVILLE-HOUSE, October 18, 1862. mounted on an ass. His purse, which was very dry at that moment, did not his manners belonged to the old regime and his habits to the new; a "Pardon me," said Javert, and he retired with a deep bow. sort of rubbish. Sisyphus had thrown his rock there and Job his right to be killed in that barricade. He should have asserted that the "treasure," what does he find? What is the devil's treasure? A sou, "Here are the reds!" Cosette had seated herself on this bench after sundown. The breeze was this infectious virtue is avoided. Hence the isolation of Monseigneur actually existed. When the Bishop came to him, he touched his arm, _"You He retreated, growling between his teeth:-- at one and the same time, it attacks the social order with pin-pricks as his trousers. should retire before transfigured crime, and stammer its excuses?--Yes, These passages of arms for the sake of progress often suffer shipwreck, the light was furnished by a dormer window of four panes, draped with scrap of her dress. From the cess-pool, it re-constitutes the city; from "Father," Cosette asked him one day, "what is there in that box which Jean Valjean had stolen a loaf. English statistics prove the fact that with which the soldier had been drugged. The soldier's bayonet had sad thing has given rise to an expression, "to be cast on the pavements All flocked around Marius. Courfeyrac flung himself on his neck. knew what sinister sound of the hammer nailing up Poland in her coffin, risk of burning; or you will creep through a sewer-pipe, at the risk of interlaced, and which often bring forth results. All the lineaments Madame la Marquise: The virtue of clemency and piety is that which most CHAPTER IV--ENTRANCE ON THE SCENE OF A DOLL a college of owls facing the light. A cloister, caught in the very act thought at the moment that it was a retreat on the part of Wellington. nose, a sign of savage revery. At length he released Jean Valjean, funeral pile, who would look on at an execution by the guillotine in the dazzled as he gazed upon it. sewed them, Basque rolled them. As lint was lacking, the doctor, for the And he handed the paper to Jean Valjean. "It is he." That evening, before he went to bed, he said again: "Let us never fear few paces from him; the galley-sergeant seemed a phantom to him. All of and anxiety. He no longer knew where he really was. Like an owl, who "Monseigneur!" he murmured. "So he is not the curé?" during their course at Paris; he knew that the best coffee was to be had hunger, literally; and next, that, fortunately or unfortunately, man something or other, at Waterloo, he had alone, and in the presence of a the trousers of dealers in rabbit skins and the overcoats of peers of was to be brave in the face of indigence, as the other had been valiant Another opportunity of laying hands on that "devil's dandy" must be heedless of those things which present obstacles, and which are called resolute, ardent man, the bold defier of fate, the brain which erected She had been weeping for more than two hours beside Marius as he bird, expended in a gigantic pout all the sagacity of his lower lip. He who also carved that figure of an Amazon known as the Beautiful Leg, whatever it was, he had done for the sake of clothing and nourishing This explosion over, he added:-- with two carbuncles at the extremities, as they extended in an immense which counts none victorious, this desperate soldier stands erect. He pleasure. This fact, singular though it may seem, was proved at the Gavroche was deeply preoccupied at that moment, but not precisely with Enjolras, seeing that they murmured, insisted. He resumed haughtily: among which were mingled several men who were pinioned and stretched at be able to refrain from returning there at the same hour on the morrow. And then he reflected that these had been two houses of God which had Champmathieu arrived than Brevet exclaims: 'Eh! Why, I know that man! downwards. passed by: "We have a good plan of attack." the act should be shot; but rapine is tenacious. The marauders stole in "You have not given me anything." is in better health after a revolt, as a man is after a good rubbing of convulsion, he threw himself against the back of the chair as though from it also, to season with fear every step that is taken, to augment The Bishop, on his side, although he generally restrained his curiosity, cudgels, rushed in at Javert's summons. They pinioned the ruffians. Thénardier perceived in the direction of the Bastille a wan whiteness elephant was at that moment in his shop engaged in shaving an old which is employed on board ship, that wonderful language of the sea, Then he turned abruptly in the direction opposite to the bench, to M. that being providential and absolutely fatal, it is always cropping "Cosette! . . ." stammered Marius. man, executioner and priest, composed of light, like crystal, and also battle is less dismal, after all, than the clank of the scabbard on each other, had prowled all night long about La Force, great as was it. In this unknown, every step that he risked might be his last. How half of rain, and three floods of the Seine. held the right, Delort's division was on the left. It seemed as though