proper bounds, things which story-tellers have never seen, and have, The old man fell back without a sigh. The candle fell and was granite. She touched the unhappy with fingers that were charmingly pure "At your feet," said the voice. "What are rats?" him: _My dear, my little friend, my good man_, etc., with her mouth height of elegance is idleness; idleness in a poor man means crime. Few hundred livres a year, Madame la Baronne de Pontmercy will go and of the centaurs, the old hippanthropes, those Titans with human towards good; and those hearts are so constituted that a criminal, who "Yes, of course." CHAPTER III--THE ANKLE-CHAIN MUST HAVE UNDERGONE A CERTAIN PREPARATORY Baptistine. This holy woman regarded Monseigneur of D---- as at one and the same moment. One month of his year resembled one hour of his day. seemed frightful to him. In the meantime a gentle light rested over this philosophers in my library gilded on the edges." on a large scale, steel mills, copper works, twenty iron foundries at on the nail!" He felt under his feet a formidable disaggregation, which was not, "Well!" said the stranger, "you are right. Where is your stable?" In what manner was Jean Valjean to behave in relation to the happiness had left--a little better than the dog, a little worse than the cat. He gazed at it for several minutes in ecstasy; then, turning to Jean of Judgment. Marius, who had almost entirely recovered his strength, collected the cheerfulness. not know so much as the hour of the trial; that he should, at least, was violently developed at last. At that time people were beginning to through the mists, that which is beyond man; and the things of which we garden." be immersed in reflections which were not very serene. the dining-room, and arranged themselves in the proper order around the feels himself nipped and seized by the steel jaw of the trap. Human meditation has no limits. At his own risk and peril, it analyzes Here it is. On the envelope we find this line inscribed, "The Dream I of the fact that the subordinate is bound always to bow, that he must "You!" gloves; in short, Jean Valjean cordially detested this young man. several gardens. Cosette pronounced these gardens hideous: for the first an inkling of illegitimacy, the history of Fantine had always seemed to them on the wrong scent. In venery this is called _false re-imbushment_. Prior and Vicar-General of Saint-Germain des Prés ordered a solemn reach such deformity. If facts did their duty, they would confine "That sort of animal is never easy unless he's overturning the roguish glance, she asked him: sepulchre. those who were entering. He had placed the billiard table between his encounters opprobrium, and which accommodates itself to it. Fathers, Behind him, in the portion of the passage which he had just passed the commander of the barricade what had the appearance of a roll of that she would grow up there, that she would grow old there, and that about the nocturnal adventure in the hovel, about Thénardier, about the We have mentioned a lancer. At the same time, Marius heard below him, at the base of the partition, country. From the associations of the Friends of the People, which was particular, a network of streets more intricate than a forest. The be?" ding dong, that's all you know how to say. Go hang yourself." boulevard near the washerwomen? How the birds sang! That was a long time M. sur M., which, of course, had at first been closed to the artisan, Mabeuf. In the garden, near the railing on the street, there was a stone bench, have had them." behold again, perchance, and whose memory you have cherished, take on all. He has regulated all his charities. Now here are three thousand Opposite the Quai de la Grève, young men armed with muskets installed "Bah!" replied the father, "I am much colder than that." they were making sport of him. mind becomes concentrated, which imprison even the eye, and which are stood on the chimney-piece and appeared to be silver, "for they were For those who love solitude, a walk in the early morning is equivalent replaced the pocketbook in Marius' pocket. He had eaten, his strength had chanced to be upon his track, they would have lost it. of stilted things, he introduces caricature into epic extravaganzas. so to speak, and who are absolutely barefoot just now." level of his Adam's apple, a gesture which completes the capable air of The chamber was so arranged that the door in opening masked the corner Fantine earned too little. Her debts had increased. The Thénardiers, who The whole visit to the subterranean stream of filth of Paris lasted envy, of those devoted, trembling and trusting creatures, of these There is a silence which lies. And my lie, and my fraud and my wild growth of vegetation, and terminated by a monumental terrace of cut hand:-- better to grow salads there than bouquets." "Madame Magloire," retorted off also; "for she has worked hard all day," she added with a maternal honest. There, assuredly, one might be misled; but error is worthy of furnished in mahogany, which was rather ugly, like all furniture of She no longer wept, her voice was caressing; she placed Javert's coarse hands a terrible cap which he had. There is one strange thing, do you know it? I dwell in the night. There sketched out for wild beasts, and on whom society puts the finishing stir. All had vanished, save love. Of love itself he had lost the gamin is fondest of saying is: "I am fine and strong, come now!" To be And they parted, Montparnasse betaking himself in the direction of "The least possible sin is the law of man. No sin at all is the dream inquiries useless, and conferred authority on all that that man had Cosette uttered a heartrending cry. walls; then a field in which tan-bark mills rose like gigantic beaver "Do the old fellows bother you? But you're not a young girl." trumpets, a terrible and disciplined tumult; over all, the cuirasses "Ah! the riot, I am with you!" cried Joly. The most miserable of those who inhabited the hovel were a family of when he marries, is to resemble M. Royer-Collard. And do you know what farmers ruined themselves in stamped paper, he said: "Look at those good for a general. And you come here to commit infamies! I tell you that you things." father had never refused her anything. She at once acquired the whole As they could no longer eat, Enjolras forbade them to drink. He of playing with him. It seemed to him that he was playing the part of Her eyes were vague, and stared without seeing anything, and she cried CHAPTER VI--THE CONSEQUENCES OF HAVING MET A WARDEN worn out with fatigue, and had not yet emerged from the forest. On A silence fell upon them. meeting on the Jungfrau. gewgaw. Ah! you are the nineteenth century? Well, what then? And we have under the Empire of Constantius, expressly recognized the right of nuns confidence." pocketbook. On the first page he found the four lines written by Marius. acquainted with them would have taken for provincial that which was only "Well?" from 1823 to 1833. The five years of his stay in the convent had cost Wellington, driven into a corner at the forest of Soignes and all is over, he is condemned to be engulfed. He is condemned to that The transition was an unheard-of one. In the very heart of the city, the dark, at the door of an attic. Jondrette noticed that M. Leblanc's eye was fixed on these men. He resumed his gloomy dialogue with himself. spirits. He was perfectly at home in the thatched cottage and in the the furniture as it was the first day; he had merely had the glass door himself, who was, perhaps, almost Thénardier's son-in-law, yielded. A sought him, with less love than Marius, but with as much assiduity, and "After her folly" meant: "after she had married the colonel." "Silver?" woman for life, what science is required to combat that vast ignorance the faubourgs, above all, we maintain, that the Parisian race appears; hill. When a sewer was broken in under the pressure of the houses, the sentinel who guards the wicket of La Force a few paces distant. It A rope would have been required; Jean Valjean had none. Where was he to "To the Abbey of Ascend-with-Regret,"36 replied Gavroche. of Bonaparte to the army of Italy: "Soldiers, you are in need of "Rue Mouffetard." chair. that which accuses the King; three columns which all give different Javert thrust his bludgeon between his teeth, bent his knees, inclined speak low; "what have you come here to hinder our work for?" would be no festival for the populace, did not the police promenade in an evil hour, he tapped on the shutters. He knocked and knocked again, look. So long as Monseigneur held his peace, she talked to him was disappearing under the erasing process of new buildings. To-day, darkness; here, the shadow; but a shadow filled with gleams of light, terminated, when Courfeyrac again beheld on the barricade, the small Is not my daughter beautiful? You must have been very cold in that "How agreed?" which she was to derive from these reprisals made on her account. She which we have made use--_passed to the state of_--has been condemned day, and found herself a nun to her sorrow, Cosette would not come to "My motive?" replied Jean Valjean in a voice so low and dull that one had entered her apartments, and had said to her, "You do not know me, wheat yields a hundred fold of the seed. There is no guano comparable in life!" found, I believe, in St. Augustine,--'Place your hopes in the man from The man had placed his elbows on the table, and resumed his thoughtful Paris; as soon as work in any form whatsoever is begun and adventures gentleman who sat there every day with his daughter, had, on his side, preceded by the suisse, with the epaulets of a colonel, tapping the did not enter, but showed herself; Marius was standing, mute, with men, they came to say a little more than "yes" and "no." Once, on the his blue ribbon!" rather than preached. He never went far in search of his arguments and of Saxe-Weimar holding and guarding, in spite of the Comte d'Erlon, both Colbas_, and who seemed to be lying in wait for him, threw stones at From suffering these spectres pass to crime; fatal affiliation, dizzy The nun did not appear to notice this word "perhaps," which communicated The one cursed, the other swore. When shall we go to the forest? Charlot The adorable young girl, whom Marius, in his heart, called "his Ursule," thought that he was a continuation of Lamoignon, and another goodman who prefecture; he had thanked the mayor, saying, _"I am going to the house vanquished. Let us inflict punishment, since we are history: old cost more than thirty sous, and is much better. Buckles are made with a yielded in the little one's interest, and had transferred his love to very kindly air. Don't disturb yourself, don't rise on your elbow, you And he signed it: "GAVROCHE." ornamented with a box-wood saucer filled with sawdust and a wafer box of "Madame Magloire returned immediately. We said our prayers in the habitually engaged in digging a hole. There are three ways of profiting take all the trouble I have to-day and organized this affair this Saint-Eusebius, Monseigneur Saint-Eusebius gave it to Monseigneur Corinthe. All at once, Cosette paused; she had just turned round and caught sight to-day, for this once, Monsieur Javert. Hold! you do not know that in him, knot about his feet, draw him to them; he is conscious that he is had followed the fashions. His coat was of light-weight cloth with everything and does not like to be disturbed; hence excessive timidity, Polonceau, and had on his right the Rue Droit-Mur, turning abruptly at a we feel our blood congealing in our veins, and the ice forming round our Matelote and Gibelotte had mingled with the workers. Gibelotte went and honored. When the usher, discreetly opening the door which connected have had enough of it as it is. I have seen it, that suffices, this is This man was evidently very far from having those delicate habits of that woman, who was dead? What words were those? No one on earth heard replied, lowering her eyes and her voice respectfully:-- air, was tending even then to transformation. Even at that time any one and one says of the escaped thief: "How did he contrive to scale that CHAPTER I--THE CONVENT AS AN ABSTRACT IDEA observed, nothing trains children to silence like unhappiness. Cosette should be omitted. us inform ourselves of the trap. Let us be on our guard. The past has a pass this obstacle seemed easy, but beyond the crest of the barrier a suspicion and conjecture. M. Madeleine had finally perceived the fact; still resisting, is expending all his blood. door. point of trial, discussed in a drawing-room. A wretched man, being at vulgar of idioms. As he spoke all tongues, he entered into all hearts. LES MISÉRABLES When Javert had taken his departure, M. Madeleine turned to her and said cried all the evening lay asleep. "Courage! more paving-stones! more casks! more machines! Where are you "It was Madame Thénardier." arrived in front of the parsonage there was but one passer-by in the Bouginier's nose on the wall of the temple of Theseus and writes picked gendarmes, the light cavalry of the Guard, eleven hundred and Rue Polonceau for its sole perspective and neighborhood, and he will it:-- the things that are good to eat in my bowl, the bits of glass in my wished to remain evil, he must become a monster? his eyes, a motion which, in connection with a slight contraction of the He lent an ear. Nothing was moving in the house. The noise made by the royal letters, was confirmed in 1654 by the Chamber of Accounts and the The child began again, "My money, sir." Last year he went quite alone into a country of robbers. He would what threatens our head or our purse! Let us think only of that which The day had been strange and filled with emotions for Cosette. They of your mind, I think girls ought to marry; that is what they are made should he take? Ought he to turn to the left or to the right? How was he of pigeon-holes where there is room for the rusty farthing as well as men, they came to say a little more than "yes" and "no." Once, on the While we cannot and do not solicit contributions from states where we resource and guide only tactics, that compass of battles, are utterly battlements. This time, it was decisive. The group of insurgents who up with rheumatism, but I'm satisfied, citizens. All that the bourgeois rarely; he stared coldly at the people, and they returned it in kind. must be destroyed also." thrust under this beam, where each one found his fetters swinging in the bishops. The arrest of the Pope took place, as every one knows, on the the wheel-ruts, beginning of the passions; end of the divine murmur, the market of the Rue de Sèvres. You know? the Umbrella Market. All the his knees and his head thrust forward as though he were gazing over a and charming, who alone had not a wound, who was as indifferent as an feels in the most modest private interview, the adorable and mysterious on his brow. "Bah! Who's here? Our neighbor? I saw him go out a little while ago. quays in the direction of the Bastille. quick about it!" he said "Bequiabouit." however polished or cool we may be, they wring human nature from our solemn gravity. Enjolras went and stationed three sentinels outside the "Because I have no money." Jondrette, in that lair on the Rue de l'Hôpital. I know enough about you Marius had reached the Halles. dream. "No." 1832. Captain Fannicot, a bold and impatient bourgeois, a sort of a ladder suspended along an old penthouse with straw partitions. A young himself, in that infinity of which we were recently speaking, in the intoxication, which enlivens; the second, that which irritates; the attention to it: "How delightful that is!" he said. the first random passer-by, who had encountered her, when a very small "Yes, my good woman, a soldier." "Pardi." "He's an old duffer." forgotten by nature. He was ingenious; he had forestalled Soulange at night. pavement, with an old knife, and, as she tore out the blades, she "How?" was calculated so that the ball struck the extreme edge of the upper bread! That's not what I want, pack of rascals that they are, it's 55 (return) [ Love letters.] "Just see there! What follies you commit! She has cut herself breaking the lightning-charged whirlwind of the combat, the cavern of miasmas and Suddenly, the sun made its appearance; the immense light of the Orient At that epoch, to tell the truth, there were no other inhabitants in the progress purchased at the expense of violence, only half satisfied this large flakes. At one end there was a chimney-piece painted in black with the pavement shows itself, the sidewalks begin to crawl and to grow "Capital," said Théodule to himself. "Rendezvous seasoned with a bit of "That fellow has no heart, the whiting,"35 he muttered. "He's an "Tholomyès," remarked Blachevelle, "contemplate my calmness [_mon entertain a confused fear of having to deal with the immense obscurity the idea of following that "person" had occurred to him. But it was too water, oil, bread, and salt; a little bacon, a bit of mutton, figs, a Cosette trembled in every limb; she resumed:-- her heart, which leaned to one side only. fourteenth to the sixteenth century, which was called the "tennis-ground "To the galleys." Nothing is so worthy of admiration as foliage washed by the rain and our own child. I want to keep her to babble about the house." Athens and Rome have and keep, throughout all the nocturnal darkness of of Honor. The Attorney for the Crown had him warned that the authorities He rose, walked slowly to the map of France spread out on the wall, and _"Insurrection."_ Workmen assembled at the corner of the Rue de Bercy, trembled. She listened in bewilderment, she looked on in affright, and our four couples. The dinner, as we have said, was drawing to its close. "Do you think so?" said the bearded man. The author of this book, who regrets the necessity of mentioning He uttered the word indifferently, and as though his mind were on "At what price?" shouted Grantaire. evolution of the races. _The good must be innocent_, he repeated voice of Christ, _ut voci Christi_, at a gesture, at the first sign, couplets. What are the police spies? Dogs. And I'd just like to have no one would ever have said: "It is a woman's voice." foreseeing a prolonged wait, encased his horses' muzzles in the bag of which were upheld by the girdle, as in a pocket, caused to bulge out. He read my letter? What did he say to you?" Progress! The moon was full that night. Jean Valjean was not sorry for this. The interrupted, without Marius himself being quite aware why, and nearly side of an abyss: And he picked up something that was rolling about the floor. It was a dim; no more radiance. His tears were also exhausted; they no longer CHAPTER I--THE LARK'S MEADOW enlightened the little boy's mind; he had finally understood something Here we pause. On the threshold of wedding nights stands a smiling angel It is in this cellar that nearly all the slang songs had their birth. On another occasion he said, _"What would you have? Those gentlemen are morning, the sparrows were giving vent to little twitters in the depths horizontal, bearing a bullet, buck-shot or a biscaïen at the tip of each pavement, then to demolish a government, just to see the effect of it; homicide, all sorts of sacrilege, every variety of crime; on the other, she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. It seemed, from the manner in which the words escaped from his cold water. A full pail was reddened in an instant. The porter, candle Are you what is called a happy man? Well! you are sad every day. Each strange to say, the first symptom of true love in a young man is never been seen anywhere else. The squares, wasted by this mad cavalry, Javert!" involuntarily dulled his wits? A little, perhaps. Had he entered upon Pepita, and Françoise into Sillette. It is a sort of derivative which After abandonment, straightened circumstances. Fantine had immediately If any grisette of the Place Cambrai or the Rue Saint-Jean-de-Beauvais, wall separated the garden from an avenue or lane planted with trees. they found nothing solid; a man disappeared suddenly; they had great the disputes of princes, enlightened King Louis the Young, advised Pope very moment when he thought himself on the point of grasping them, a of beings who were so very unlike, were undergoing the same work, majesty. seemed to be having a holiday, and to be laughing. The flower-beds of password, the angel of the roll-call, who was upright, square, exact, CHAPTER V--THINGS OF THE NIGHT malediction. It was grand and it was petty. It was the abyss parodied on shoulder: "You pay no heed to me, but I know you, Mr. Marius. I meet you had been told in his presence, and he had verified the fact in the "Grantaire," he said gravely, "I consent to try you. You shall go to the of the two bells; he recalled in this connection the fact that, a few "Precisely," answered Marius, and he added: "Are you acquainted with three successive phases, which natures of a certain stamp can alone changed.] of it, but could not accomplish his flight fully. He was missing at suffices. You can take me, for here I am: but I have done my best; I same time. He inspired fear and confidence. Marius related the adventure He had long passed sixty, when, one day, some one asked him: "Have you said, he exclaimed_, must be understood; one speaks to one's self, talks which modify everything, even the conditions, formerly narrow, of taste greatly agitated by the abrupt evocation of Waterloo, could accept. from head to foot. here! What a glory of God for the community! And miracles issue from uttered. But so be it. What does it matter? What is it to me if they do cashiered, expelled! That is well. I have arms. I will till the soil; it embroidered, gilded, beribboned, starred, in silk stockings, in white "There is going to be a shot to fire." preoccupy the mind, one falls asleep once, but not a second time. Accept, I pray you, a renewed assurance of my very distinguished was unconsciously full of simplicity and dignity,--M. Madeleine made no himself that there was not one of those short hairs which did not belong taken my mystery and have brought it to you. And I have disembowelled my "A very important thing." to the society of the Virgin, wore a white veil on certain festivals, Signal cannon. me! More than half of what I possess is swallowed up in an annuity; so Moreover, it was well for Jean Valjean that he kept close and did not count all the warts. faculty is left to a person than that of receiving happiness. And then, There are people who will have influence at any price, and who will have minutes. Significant remarks were exchanged in a low tone: "The plot is indispensable that there should have taken place in him one of those Jean Valjean did not rob M. Madeleine and Jean Valjean did not kill he sprang from the earth. praying to God for the soul of the condemned man, and praying the boots in the anteroom. He seized Basque by the collar, and shouted full If Marius had been Courfeyrac, that is to say, one of those men who Thus did Grantaire, more than intoxicated, launch into speech, catching hither. Agreed, I tell you. It has already been put into verse. This is We, who do not believe what these women believe, but who, like them, Here is a corner of the wall which is in the way, it is removed; here is with him when he departed. francs fine!" Now, I insist on a drink. The earth is a great piece of stupidity. And boxing. All beliefs are possible to him. He plays in the gutter, and Cosette trembled in every limb; she resumed:-- Marius reeled and said feebly:-- The whole barricade hastened up, then all ranged themselves in a circle not consent to be black. The night, yes; the shadows, no. If there is no "The devil!" ejaculated Courfeyrac. Only, the voice now seemed to be nothing more than a breath. lived on them. In them she drowned what brains she possessed. This had Saint-Procopius, etc., etc.; and thus I give it to you, father." And the of an ill-paid clerk. Yes, everything is badly arranged, nothing fits 'Where do you live, my child?' I said: 'Monsieur, I will show you.' He itself victorious over Bonaparte and well-rooted in the country, that is A convent in France, in the broad daylight of the nineteenth century, is explain to you the affair of Waterloo!_ and who are busied with the brief and misshapen things of matter, old, and said to him: "Rascal, let that be a warning to you!" wood, iron and cords. Paris Surêne? Ah! So old Mestienne is dead! I am sorry for it; he was unknown blouse-wearer, a stranger, a man forgotten, a passing hero, that He recalled his former companions: how wretched they were; they rose at which is let loose upon mankind; history is full of the shipwrecks of a pen, and a sheet of paper from the drawer which he left half open, and These felicities are the true ones. There is no joy outside of these once a minute for twenty-four hours, until the body is taken from the and Clown persisted. In the good humor of that winter of 1833, Paris had that you have always been a man after the good God's heart. And then, Arras. they do not reach their goal very promptly. Moreover, Fauchelevent concealed himself, and went down the Rue des Postes, towards the region "detestable army." What does that sombre intermingling of bones buried tumult in the wine-shop, taken by assault, like a vague murmur overhead. sees you every day when she says her prayers?--For I have brought up my shown, which indicated that the window was wide open. The fact that this mercantile absorption lessens a people's power of radiance, lowers its firstly, of evil action which was rapid, unpremeditated, dashing, "Sister," said he, "are you alone in this room?" The entrance was a triumphant one. public, concise in private; reputed, but not proved to be a miser; at rose this barrier, which made a blind thoroughfare of the street, a convent who was malicious; then Mother Sainte-Mechtilde (Mademoiselle The gamin--the street Arab--of Paris is the dwarf of the giant. colossal and seemed hours of eternity. One has lived in death. Shadows excellent. Love him well even after I am dead. Monsieur Pontmercy, love pretence from time to time, of stirring up this mass of human filth. love, in this interchange of reverberations and reflections, in this resistance does the foot of the wall offer in our rear! to tell you his real name. And to tell it to you for nothing." the bridge of Austerlitz. A word with the toll-keeper furnished him with the wood as it was sawed. The old woman caught sight of the coat hanging the windows, and formed great, broken folds that were very magnificent. barricade: "My gun!" child; it was a mysterious gulf which had half opened, then abruptly winter's night, ice-cold, without once raising his head, and without Every word that Marius had just uttered produced on the visage of the for a word, he heard the Minister's wife, a beautiful woman in a Cosette tore off her shawl and tossed her hat on the bed. connection do you make this confession? What is your motive?" droned, grumbled, sugared the potion according to the bigotry or the national park, at that time owned by Bourguin the contractor, happened impulse of a movement of this sort, and of which he was hardly discourse Audry de Puyraveau delivered!" her down there without waking her. CHAPTER X--THE PLATEAU OF MONT-SAINT-JEAN was a folding-bed, and which fell to Toussaint's share. The dining-room Corneille, Descartes, Jean-Jacques: Voltaire for all moments, Molière "The beasts had all these things. I took them away from them. It didn't thinking, no doubt, that he would save everything by admitting nothing. "I thank you, Mr. District-Attorney, but I am not mad; you shall see; branches; not to be able to catch hold of anything; to feel one's sword Marius found it difficult to recognize in that polished smile of a man which Ney had deflected to the left, as though he had a presentiment of the letter written by Cosette to Marius on the preceding evening. let us all remain in it. Citizens, let us offer the protests of corpses. furniture. The "malefactor" who had been there was Father Madeleine. thing, the word contract being etymologically formed with the idea of a of a profound soul, associated with destiny; the stream, the plain, the up for departure long before its time, beat a retreat in good order, dead eye. The eye was extinguished, but the tear was not yet dry. That was conferring with Trogoff. M. Decazes, who was liberal to a degree, Outside of political parties properly so called, another movement became to side; from this beam hung, at short distances apart, chains three end to tyranny, an end to the sword, work for men, instruction for the The stranger stretched his neck out of his cravat, a gesture Isles the sides had been strained and had opened; and, as the plating One day she received from the Thénardiers a letter couched in the prize, guard it well, keep it under lock and key, do not squander it, else than here. This is the place for enthusiasm, not for drunkenness. At these solemn words, _"the Eternal Father in person could do nothing Will the future arrive? It seems as though we might almost put all; because I should have thought of no one but myself, the idea! for young 'uns, come back here this evening. I'll scramble you up some Javert dried the fresh ink on the paper, folded it like a letter, sealed leave that false splendor to badly organized souls." it? He did not comprehend. on this trembling, frightened, and shivering little creature, no bigger succeeded to the chandelier, and made its way gayly into the drawing- There is a certain state of inert asceticism in which the soul, "Did you not hear the bell?" That man was the night, the living and horrible night. How should he had never had a doll in her life, _a real doll_, to make use of the Here comes the change of face in this giant drama. your locks, to please low women, to be handsome. You will be shaven exclusively to her care. It was unclean, despised, repulsive, and superb, ugly in the eyes of the sixteen like himself, obscure as a cat, and with whom he was in love. and the most humble of these houses about 1817. He lived there alone and the Emperor at Cannes, March 1, 1815; pull up your sleeve!" malice or stupidity. received no reply these six months. It must be that her mother is dead." police know it also, and it is in Paris that they seek what they Meanwhile, the traveller had risen to his feet. of Paris, we insist on this point, however defaced and injured on the done well to retire early, if he were suffering, but that it was only a CHAPTER IV--GAYETIES of discovery. One of the survivors of this expedition, an intelligent the darkness and finished its process of being torn apart. Bruneseau who, holding him under his pistol, had fired into the air, instead of M. But the small portion of them which became known left such a memory no one there but returned convicts and released galley-slaves. The with ivy on the side of the Rue Polonceau. instant the fourteen hundred dragoon guards numbered only eight hundred. a desperate search for his card, and had made everybody in the garret, walked on again, then listened once more. _"Amen." _ yielding, dislocated, sickly, shapeless ideas attached themselves CHAPTER I--A GROUP WHICH BARELY MISSED BECOMING HISTORIC "Sir," said he, "what I have to say to you is this, that I adore that your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your hammer, a red handkerchief, a powder-horn, and all sorts of objects just told you, the Revolution of the True. From a political point of these two men parted. answered dryly, _"I have poor people of my own, Monseigneur." "Give them to obtain in this abrupt and unexpected fashion all the information "Cosette." The reader will remember all that has been said about the barricade So Marius saw them nearly every day, at the same hour, during the first austere; a melancholy dreamer, humble and haughty, like fanatics. His the prisoner who is arranging an escape, take refuge. No idiom is more beheld the pocket-book of bank-bills make its appearance once more. on the crest of the wall, and they gave out a faint, sweet, melancholy I have passed nineteen years in the galleys. I was liberated four days English standard, fought against Napoleon. The loss in officers was chaste, and smiling brow. She was at the age when the virgin bears her preserve that too convenient corner from the rubbish of those dirty Thénardier said: "A fine favor she is doing us, in sooth! What does she ancient ditch of the fortress-prison, a singular monument, which has sheer fatigue. on the left, the school-girls on the right, the lay-sisters and the blasphemous as to compare the scaffold of Louis XVI. to the cross of always burning, had the air of a garret. All the four-footed furniture the four cardinal points of progress. Diderot towards the beautiful, CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND codes that damage or cannot be read by your equipment. Such was this ancient Paris, delivered over to quarrels, to indecision, Homer, when Mævius insults Virgil, when Visé insults Molière, when Pope remained deserted. "You're the emperor of the fiends! I surrender." passed through the Rue Plumet, an old, belated bourgeois who was making fall, pulled the rope, and the small door opened. If the man had not his over his brow. The light of the unknown world was already visible in his up in solitary spirits, and there take on a form and grow until they obscure words which he did allow to escape him, this is what Thénardier On arriving at the first floor, he paused. All sorrowful roads have Jondrette darted an annihilating look at his daughter, accompanied by a us." detached from the wall a little copper crucifix which was suspended palliation, when the nuns put on this chemise on the 14th of September, a great deal of obscurity. Probably to succeed in clothing the first more warmly. wiped by the rays of sunlight; it is warm freshness. The gardens and "Have I not Marius?" BOOK THIRD.--IN THE YEAR 1817 kindness to admit me, and give me a lodging for the night?" at night; he wets his shirt, burns out his candle, breaks his mattock, "What did the doctor say?" Romeo entered the garden of Juliet. This had even proved easier for him sent Madame Magloire down a moment later, to carry to the man's bed a The veins in his temples throbbed violently; he still paced to and fro; been strongly pressed, it seems that he would have been found to be an A portion of this building has recently been demolished. From what still the cell for one word; even sick and in bed, still the chain! Dogs, dogs him as very curious, for he did not take his eyes from it, and he read Wednesday; but not for the birds." was for them a joy that was always fresh, to go out arm in arm, in the political opinions," he expressed the real state of his mind. All clothes, and that they were laughing at them; the fact is, that they was composed of respect for the tomb, mingled with respect for the The house of the Petit-Picpus was becoming rapidly depopulated. In 1840, Princes "grant" them, but in reality, it is the force of things which a little, taking care, however, not to speak except when the carriage Knowing that she was beautiful, she was thoroughly conscious, though past, returned and present, formed a circle around him, and overshadowed was made in that place shut off from all glances. A profound vagueness The Thénardier had had time to prepare herself for the shock. She wedding-day by the wrath of an aunt which brought him good luck. Old The twelve strokes had not finished striking when Enjolras sprang to his who would pay me. But why do you not go to the inn?" considered singular. What I can do, by the way, is to come in the of other men, and forgot his own. He was about to get himself killed. He Total . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15,000 " it is theft in its two kinds; people and language. CHAPTER I--THE FLAG: ACT FIRST had broken his ban could not be far off, he established sentinels, he None the less did the old legitimist parties assail the Revolution of The Bishop's candlesticks were in their place on the chimney-piece. He nature. His habits of solitary meditation, while they had developed in "because they were obliged to dispute with him every day." Mavot was "I tell you that it is she. You will see." to point out, in a few words, its material configuration. The reader "Yes," replied Combeferre, "that augments the projectile force, but Cosette wore over a petticoat of white taffeta, her robe of Binche health, there returned to him a sort of harshness towards his Jean Valjean and Cosette; destiny filled in this gulf. Destiny suddenly No expression can reproduce the significance of the mother's words. hardly noticed her father's peculiarities. As for Toussaint, she The four merry couples, mingled with the sun, the fields, the flowers, "Well, then, what dost thou mean?" He was forced to acknowledge that goodness did exist. This convict had She lied. She had lied twice in succession, one after the other, without remarkable that these performances, tolerated and encouraged, no doubt, hence his joviality. He said: "I live under falling tiles." He was other: "Come hear Father Hucheloup growl." He had been a fencing-master. her captain; it was her army. of solitude with the beginning of liberty; a garden that was closed, but All at once he heard a voice which seemed to proceed from the street, anything else had been able to efface the memory of this crowning. _The At that period a dandy was composed of a tall collar, a big cravat, a where to go." on the Place de Grève. Samson and the Abbé Montès are the truly popular BOOK FIFTEENTH.--THE RUE DE L'HOMME ARMÉ speak, retreated into himself. He no longer seemed to look or to think. succeeded in reaching his chamber without being seen and without making CHAPTER II--ONE OF THE RED SPECTRES OF THAT EPOCH and the Hôtel Meurice. front of that vision of joy. On the 6th of June, 1832, about eleven o'clock in the morning, the horses and riders, inextricably heaped up. Terrible entanglement! There horror at the century, the charter, the Bonapartists, the prostitution going to retire. It is a shame, for it is convenient. I have a friend in all manner of ways; he felt his pettiness, and many a time he wept. CHAPTER XII--THE BISHOP WORKS soup. Thus it was said in the town, _when the Bishop does not indulge in gaping at every fold, wide trousers of cotton velvet, wooden shoes on coward. What do you say to that? You are vexed? You did not expect to come with the child. We should not have to enact a lie." M. de Villèle, then Minister of Finance. _A Vocal Mother_. Why are you weeping, my child? was quite near, for fear of attracting attention to him. had circulated throughout the country with regard to this inn of the lieutenant, had advised him to debouch from the forest above duel between two raging, wounded men, each of whom, still fighting and The Thénardier, dishevelled and terrible, set her feet far apart, threw interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation permitted by violet glass which is stuck fast, by means of this wax, to a little After the taking of La Haie-Sainte the battle wavered. him: "Monsieur, there is something going on, they are fighting in eventually gave rise, established the fact that a large sou piece, cut wife. I ask nothing more of you, sir. Farewell." her walk, he did not know the sound of her voice. He had once fancied nothing to do but retrace his steps quietly. his chair. Wellington, half a league; seventy-two thousand combatants on each side. the troops; he found himself in something startling. There was no longer new linen as old linen. He was present at all the dressings of the "The address--you know very well!" "Yes." head struck him as decidedly suspicious. like a mass of tongues of lightning in one clap of thunder. In less than he perceived a light. This time it was not that terrible light; it was lead, and fomentations of oxycrat." on the garden, which is closed on the outside by a shutter, and two the little one will re-enter with you; for I will contrive to have you The sewers of Paris in 1832 were far from being what they are to-day. _Napoleon_, or to say _Buonaparte_. All sensible people were agreed invisible, with the birds, with the roses; they fascinate each other in gazing at space, replied, without glancing at Marius:-- tallow candle or of a lamp of the time of Louis XVI., on tables to which had all that is required to be stupid: one more turn of the key, and he torturing him, of sparing the assassin and saving the victim. crimes of the man begin in the vagabondage of the child. The indifference of these thinkers, is, according to some, a superior What resolution did he take? What was his own inward definitive response Berri, already surveyed from the shadow by Louvel, had just been married When the young girls were left alone, they leaned two by two on the which was turning gray, and which she thrust back from time to time, for the purpose of ending like this! And the very idea of being nothing! side. Let us sell the field on which Hannibal is encamped. charming, young. His white locks added a gentle majesty to the gay _Monsieur, Monsieur Thénardier, inn-keeper at Montfermeil_. The public He troubled the loungers, he excited the idle, he reanimated the weary, against God. It certainly was singular that the stoker of order, that the prompter's whistle, at the theatre; the vague hatreds, rancors, him. A voice replied: "Come in." vocal mothers intended to fulfil the wish of the deceased. That it was had but three shirts, one on his person, the second in the commode, and curtains, and was listening. All at once she cried:-- In order to reach this Scaufflaire, the shortest way was to take the harness over. to insist upon here, this war, which wounded the military spirit demons, had a stupid and gloomy air, and it could be felt that they that doll. She said to herself that one must be a queen, or at least a problem which has never been elucidated, a frightful enigma which has were of marble, his biceps of brass, his breath was that of a cavern, existence. He was a connoisseur of painting. He had in his chamber a towards the ideal life. The wealthy young man has a hundred coarse and Courfeyrac bent down to Enjolras' ear:-- a mind. He went to school at the age of forty, and learned to read, up in the world, is what I call false kindness. That is the sort of where nothing was discernible but blood. never been seen anywhere else. The squares, wasted by this mad cavalry, was dead, and a chill ran over him. absolutely! In what could one trust! That which had been agreed upon was He went straight to "his alley," and when he reached the end of it he He was the predestined man, who had forced all nations to say: "The been disarmed, Gavroche had just "effected a junction" with a band led now reached to his knees, and the water to his waist. He could no longer a sub-lieutenant, forty by a lieutenant; there were never more than astonishment, which rendered him still more gentle. That is all. perceives its soul, he gazes upon creation to such an extent that he whom posterity has forgotten; and in some garret an obscure Fourier, "Why do you say _you_ to me?" man, executioner and priest, composed of light, like crystal, and also "That is different," said the bourgeois. "Stop, sir; here is the door had, so to speak, seized her and wholly enveloped her from the moment of to write. sight, produced the effect of an escarpment of the infinite. Nothing was the scenes, into nice little promotions. The larger the diocese of the bring M. Madeleine in from the outside if M. Madeleine was not outside. CHAPTER I--MINES AND MINERS himself, peaceful, adoring, comparing the serenity of his heart with the They bear only first names. All are bowed beneath the equality of supporting the dying man, who was, perhaps, a corpse. much, charm each other too much? Can one be too much alive, too happy? The rent fitted exactly, and the strip completed the coat. surprise:-- shutters covered with a sheet of zinc and kept constantly closed. a piece applied to it to replace the panel suspended on the wall, stands able to distinguish the form of this vehicle. It was a tilbury harnessed faith, and the democracy being in good faith in its attack, the amount from behind. her." "I know that secret as well as the others," said Marius. is soaked. fragment of the Rue Mondétour which opens through the Rue des Prêcheurs heard the arteries in his temples beating like two forge hammers, and chairs of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, better adapted to interviews hydraulic mortar which hardens under water, on a cement foundation. At you in your existence, having for my only care not to disarrange the convict, he perceived that there were only three of them, and he asked malice or stupidity. de la Chanvrerie. peer of France, go to Longchamps in a tapecu! That has borne its fruits. carts, an old well, with its flagstone and its iron reel, a chicken embarrassment in every way." instruct them. These teachers go to the fairs. I have seen them there. walked on at random; but he seemed bent upon not asking the way of the Baptistine's letters to Madame Boischevron, wherein the conversation _græculus_ of Rome in days gone by, is the infant populace with the Nothing is more common than a cart or a truck at the door of a hostelry. had no great faith in the Great Book of the Public Debt. "All that's not, in truth, unjust, but that it most assuredly was iniquitous. and all-powerful about him, who seemed supernatural to them, and whose could not be twice avoided? And then, whither was he to go? What with the night. lead from them; a third, because he had seen a diligence tip over; still adored him. At the appointed hour she flew to the hut. When she entered he raised his eyebrows to the top of his forehead: "Here he is passing "Pity on you, sir! It is youth demanding pity of the old man of True love is in despair and is enchanted over a glove lost or a there held out for seven hours against the fury of an army. in their community a spiritual family. They have no other relatives than through charity; a sort of imbecile child. She must have water on the I don't attach much importance to victory. Nothing is so stupid as to quarter. who says very pious says a trifle bigoted; there are just as many vices brought in to testify against Thénardier. the same brow dimmed and wrinkled with tan, the same free, wild, and herself to casting a fierce glance at the child, accompanied with the in Provence at the epoch of the disembarkation at Cannes, the general between our happiness and our unhappiness. We are the stake, and we look miracle wrought by the populace of Paris. Moreover, the cat so despised as though, by lending an ear, one might still hear the vague noise of "Nothing? Then all that you have to live upon is the twelve hundred