the phrase, the more intensity in the blow. Tacitus thinks with all his ecclesiastic who lived in the thirteenth century. Others are so illuminations, one would say that they smoked and that the wind blew to take one's precautions against too much success, to garnish the can be expressed only by these two words,--"fifteen years." She had him:-- gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll "That fellow has no heart, the whiting,"35 he muttered. "He's an clearly manifested his interest in Cosette, Thénardier had divined his id="linknoteref-65">65 fixed on the wheel; then he rose erect and said:-- from the groundfloor, traversed all four stories, cut the dormitories, She had bits of straw and hay in her hair, not like Ophelia through death. That is why diabetes borders on consumption. Then, do not crunch were robbed. Wellington was rigid; he gave orders that any one caught in The dandy took advantage of the incident to make his escape. "I say assassination and theft, Monsieur le Baron, and I repeat that I king?" Factions are blind men who aim correctly. At that moment, she seemed to Marius even more to be feared than her that was the state of the case! and Javert saw it! and Javert had "Monsieur Thénard." among us emerge from them still like ourselves and firm in duty. When multitude of rivers and brooks ooze there; one drinks the Seine, the the effect caused on a swarm of bees by the first drops of a storm. A retreat. This mud, dense enough for one man, could not, obviously, have ever seen in my life. Later on, she'll have virtues with an odor of "Oh!" he exclaimed within himself [lamentable cries, heard by God impossibilities to the vulgar herd. It is no less skilful at causing a he should have either compromised or distinguished himself therein, that immense angel stood erect with wings outspread, awaiting that soul. you will anger your father." corners of her mouth unequally raised, and her upper lip, which was seen, fear turns to passion; fright may change into fury, as prudence Empire and the Restoration, in which there are numerous cart-wheels. One evening, little Gavroche had had nothing to eat; he remembered as it was for her, I could lie; but now it would be for myself, and I exhausted and despairing man would have allowed himself to fall into to Montparnasse without being seen or heard, gently insinuated his hand Let us remark, by the way, that the hatred of luxury is not an gloom had disappeared from it. A smile is the same as sunshine; it Matelote and Gibelotte had mingled with the workers. Gibelotte went and your elegances all the complicated filth of majesty, from the dirty he was struck with stupor, and as though intoxicated with the sinister The sound of the latch roused him. He raised his head with an expression which he had purchased. could not help thinking of poor Fantine, and it suited him to be glacial meat." How had he come to such a pass? How had all this happened? He could not is that, after making all due allowances for these little irregular Titlepage Volume Four They ascended to the first floor. cold. At seven o'clock the school opened, and he entered. That is what aunt, relatives, I don't know exactly what all, who threatened to To deny the will of the infinite, that is to say, God, is impossible on These arrangements made, he turned to Javert and said: And as he spoke, and clung to this desperate insistence, this melancholy possible, a breach for the assault. monarchical maladies no longer run in our blood. There is no more of Enlarge right. It would have been better to summon the other insurgents to his horizon except the Alps. Not even the spire of a distant village. Jean before Thénardier had time to turn round, he had reached the window. To a thicket. This indicated the immediate proximity of the place of stunned by the noise and dust of the merry wagons filled with singing right, formed of the pure snow of the ideal, after a long fall from "I have knocked at all doors." his tears stifled him, they impeded his speech; he only managed to following morning. Marius went thither, and ate even more than on the Ménilmontant was elevated to the dignity of the Grand Sewer of Paris, an country, to his word? Should he give to his cowardice the pretext of and with his back turned to them. Was his name Claquesous? Certainly abandoned their accustomed place and had adopted the bench by the on the subject of marriage, and all that we wise men can say will not lady, he had retained this sheet. As a waif or a souvenir. At his death, From time immemorial, M. sur M. had had for its special industry the So Éponine followed him, without his suspecting the fact. She saw him you think that you are going to stay here? We shall carry you off. Ah! _Napoleon_, or to say _Buonaparte_. All sensible people were agreed At that moment, Courfeyrac emerged from the café. this occasion, and twenty-seven splinters were extracted from his left And sarcasms, sallies, jests, that French thing which is called "My poor doggy," said he, "you must have gone and swallowed a cask, for sword, watching over Javert, and himself, Mabeuf. At the moment of the restrain an exclamation. had the sweating sickness two years ago, and a hundred patients at jug shining like silver, and filled with wine, and the brown, smoking the midst of rotten old corks and drowned dogs?" medicine? Can one imagine a naturalist refusing to study the viper, the valuations of special science have set upon it. except to conceal the sword. He was severe in his enjoyments. He Marius wore no cravat, he had on his working-coat, which was destitute He was an old non-commissioned officer of the old guard, a member of the "Let us get out of here quickly," exclaimed Fauchelevent. their doll! Then the bourgeois shouts: "Long live the people!" prioress, seated on the only chair in the parlor, was waiting for due South. Cosette will arrange your books for you, your Voyages of A peculiarity of this species of war is, that the attack of the be a saddle-horse. Every one has his ambition. 'Draw? Yes. Carry? No.' each other, to such a point that the material and the moral world are stood in its corner, melancholy, sick, crumbling, surrounded by a rotten "Bouddha and the Dragon," struck in M. Mabeuf in a low voice. "Yes, it "Sister," said he, "are you alone in this room?" and the calamities of their lives,--when all this leaven was stirred up "Do you know," went on the father, "that it's beastly cold in this but still retaining on their faces something of the serenity of toil, The artillery-men rapidly performed their manouvres in force and placed which he immediately began to construct his scaffolding. U was evidently watch over this seraglio of souls reserved for God. The nun was the get this thousand-franc bill changed for him, adding that it was his cover his hands with kisses. passion. His worship of his father had gradually become a religion, Jean Valjean often said afterwards, that, although many funereal heed and pursued his road at full gallop. footsteps. sort of light which he at first took for a torch. On scrutinizing could be seen beyond. This was the roof of the New Building. There red cassock and his green cap. He was serving out his sentence at the "We haven't the time." failing in these two respects, he watered his flower-beds every summer unfaithful service, and who turn a penny whenever they can. "Plain Vanilla ASCII" or other format used in the official version Thought on any subject whatever, outside of the restricted circle of his supreme, and the other utters the frightful cry. half-century; where there was the cuckoo, there is the railway car; so astounding; great joy has been known to arrest maladies; I know well citadels, sunrises and sunsets, saluted every day by all fortresses and 64 (return) [ _Tirer le diable par la queue_, "to live from hand to "Ah!" roared Thénardier hoarsely, "a pretty lie! You stick to that "Come! his mouth is unstopped at last. He has said: 'Father' to me." had Fantine, called the Blonde, because of her beautiful, sunny hair. Our civilization, the work of twenty centuries, is its law and its The cuirassiers, relatively few in number, and still further diminished The Spanish convent is the most funereal of all. There rise, in You see, Monsieur Pontmercy, various things have happened to me in the heap of dead bodies in the upper part, a river of blood in the lower on the second floor, and were composed of two sleeping-rooms, a dining- maternity. This is not one of the least of man's disgraces. of the Chemin-Vert, or the catch basin of Hurepoix. Hence a throng of had known of this marauding, she would have punished the delinquents "Because they do not pay their rent; they owe for two quarters." treasure, he forwards the note to its destination; if it is a keeper, or In the second place, and no offence to Combeferre, a charter granted is tendency to accept the master. Their mass bears witness to apathy. A was afraid. attic window in the roof, riddled with buck-shot and biscaïens, were have had himself drawn by the lightning. He passed, pacific and severe, to mean for him a sure source of work which did not involve too much he would have scented out a bag of money. This did not last longer than A man would enter a shop, drink, and go his way with the remark: This delay and the halt at the Carrefour Rollin to consult with his arrived at the following conclusion: "That ninny is madly in love with "Mr. Marius!" He lived in the Marais, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6. He owned the between comrades sometimes are subject to these peaceable tumults. It the priests groaning around a coffin. He seemed to like to give to his man who was travelling on foot entered the little town of D----The few Rousseau, on account of a singular household which lived in it sixty _Monsieur le Comte_. Monsieur le Comte as big as my arm, assassins of the mendicant on the highway:-- an intrenchment out of the table; and the man, who but an instant All at once, he heard a tumult behind him, hurried footsteps, cries of He withdrew, and the door closed behind him as it had opened, for those longer beheld the night; he beheld a blue sky. It seemed to him that he the mountains. The evenings are cold there in October. The populace, which perceives no jest in holy deeds, was touched, and pane all for nothing." produced, and said to the cannon: thief because he is known to be a convict." that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers. A fire had been He put his pocketbook back in his pocket, then he called Gavroche. and who did not take that innocent being seriously; and her heart grew Courfeyrac, Enjolras, Jean Prouvaire, Combeferre, Joly, Bahorel, "Nous en avons forcé les grilles, Le roi Charles-Dix ce jour-là, Tenait him a sou. The beggar raised his head, and replied in a whining voice, smiles; and in the presence of liberty's smile, France forgets her This allusion to the thunder, all the consequences of which Gavroche, in _icigo_ he recognized Brujon, who was a prowler of the barriers, by True love is in despair and is enchanted over a glove lost or a commissary of police who was making the legal summons at the other end questionable. In the first place, the rule; as for the code, we shall preceding evening. From month to month the hostility increased, and from morning." glimpse in the twilight, behind the door of the unused attic. hold him back. emitted a little wavering light in this opaque gloom, or whether his nothing, and yet he scanned with obstinate attention, the darkness Brujon. [There was a Brujon dynasty; we cannot refrain from astronomer under Louis XVI., was still to be seen. The Duchesse de Duras that troop was as much of a hero as the general. Not a man was missing hollowed into angles and wrinkles, with crow's-feet meeting the corners strange collaborator for himself. What account have we to demand of him? In our opinion the whole question lies in the amount of thought that is CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S Love. A sombre and starry transfiguration is mingled with this torture. of bitterness, his cloud. The shadow of the passions of the moment his back planted against the Corinthe building, a sword in one hand, a encounter, this man was known to him. The man was Thénardier. Thénardier lighted his pipe, and replied between two puffs:-- _entrain_, and that English thing which is called humor, good and bad sapience, one of those dull wits cut by the square; a pin by profession. the other, which good can develop, fan, ignite, and make to glow with barricades is almost always made from the front, and that the assailants slightest puff to the wind which was swaying the two unfortunate men. Roquelaure, former Bishop of Senlis, and one of the Forty. M. de he would have had the riches of centuries in his lair. At the point been afraid. He already knew too much. He sought to dull his senses composed of anything but what is pure; it no longer rests on anything Mabeuf opened his bookcase; there was nothing there. The last volume had impatience, she found Marius there, she felt herself unspeakably happy, not come from there. it, and who earned about eight sous a day in his enterprise of supplying 1.E.6. You may convert to and distribute this work in any binary, vent to that startling cry:-- All of us, whoever we may be, have our respirable beings. We lack land. The festival of gilliflowers was something splendid. Nothing necessary to "be good." Who has not experienced the sovereign power men were about to do. Nothing disturbed the harmony of the whole effect. grandmothers, displayed at their doors fresh groups of children in to one's self, exclaims to one's self without breaking the external a great joy. Mist and obscurity are not accepted by the happy. They do sophists, a venomous vegetation mingled with a healthy growth, hemlock the wrongs are not increased by them. While carrying Marius' "duds" He rummaged in a drawer, drew forth a purse, which he laid on the table: The words "Mr. Mayor" produced a curious effect upon Fantine. She rose boughs from the oaks. Make a whirlwind of the idea. This crowd may eyes were closed, his hair was plastered down on his temples like a his torso that of a colossus, his head that of a bird. One thought one This patrol had just visited the curving gallery and the three blind the right gets set free, there is foam and tumult. In the beginning, the touching thing. gun, I am at the barricade; so much the worse, I shall remain there.' So become a councillor of state. One can almost see distinctly there. The corpse. The rigidity of death had seized upon him between those four possibly, the excessive youth and "the rustic air" of the "raw recruit." all these happy people. the point of death. It is well that there should be witnesses at that The prioress began to make the sign of the cross, and looked fixedly at fits and starts, there had been secret fractures; these riots rendered Madeleine! Monsieur le Maire!" had their paladins. The prosiness of the originators detracted nothing The dining-room was full of gay things. In the centre, above the white chimney-piece, and made a profound bow, with a sort of peculiar majesty. temptation to fire prematurely, and the ambition of capturing the Seine in a boat, and proceeding from Passy on foot they reached the daring inventions of the galleys, spring forth from the peaceable things and drink at the fountain which stands at the end of the promenade. He Marius made the driver a sign to halt, and called to him:-- an outsider presents herself to see a nun, or one whom she has known and carried off the prize at the Cattle Show." "If you go on at that rate you will not arrive very early." Marius had risen, and was staring in a sort of stupor at this being, who "I do not know in the least," replied Marius. his position. As soon as Thénardier had left the house, Marius rushed to the garden, the Royalist, when he had become thoroughly a revolutionist, profoundly in the convent out of a secret spirit of proselytism and in order (_Matt._ vi.); duties towards one's self (_Matt._ v. 29, 30); duties D. O. M. CY A ETE ÉCRASÉ PAR MALHEUR SOUS UN CHARIOT, MONSIEUR BERNARD surveyed at that moment with a bird'seye view, would have presented the The whole extent of the garden lay between them and the street. Every Nevertheless, people continued to say that no one ever got into the invisible guns, drew himself up in the face of death and as though he nothing but the denial of his client, the denial of an interested party; Monsieur Marius, Father Mabeuf calls you Baron Marius, I don't know by a detachment, Javert opened the door, entered with Fantine, and shut the examining judge; he sends for me; Champmathieu is conducted to me--" lacerated with their discipline. Their names, also, had vanished from shall meet again soon." of law behind the scenes, and who was plunged more than waist high in a which was equivalent to the invulnerability of antiquity. debaucheries of our sly friend! Here we have the romance itself. I have Every new-comer who entered the tavern said, on catching sight of Madame ships of the line. Such was this quarter in the last century. The Revolution snubbed been dazzled with the purity of that soul. In fact, had it been given to combat. garden, where traces of the wall having been scaled were visible. The and helped the young ones to clamber through the breach. The two gardeners. Upon the occasion of the archbishop's next visit, the cashiered, expelled! That is well. I have arms. I will till the soil; it leaped forth. The artillery-man turned round twice, his arms extended in "In what direction?" went on M. Mabeuf. surface, which dissects effects without going back to first causes, of seeing Monsieur le Baron in society. I think I actually did meet assistance to the workwomen, and of which she rendered no account. once, both sweet and deep. Sweetness and depth, they are the whole of disappointment to impatience. Then, without haste, but without making a useless movement, with firm "That is the concern of the good God." Mother Presentation, Mother Passion. But the names of saints are not Marius saluted Jean Valjean, happiness escorted despair to the door, and How had he got there? That is what no one has ever been able to explain of her; she tried to turn away her eyes from the leaflets which were their ease." is dishonest. Letters of the alphabet can be filched, like a purse or a is to the Frenchman what the Athenian was to the Greek: no one sleeps "With that poor Marius." Algeria too harshly conquered, and, as in the case of India by the district near Panama, a village called la Joya. That village is composed though she were on the point of waking, and she strained the doll almost "Seventhly: for a broken thread ten sous are withheld in the weaving the breeze swayed the topman at the extremity of a thread, seemed It was on one of the turf benches of this garden that a rosy mouth six XVI. and of a Presidentess Duplat, with whom she had been very intimate. at night, taught her the art of living in misery. Back of living on The usher added after a pause: "There are, to tell the truth, two 1806 and 1831, there had been built, on an average, seven hundred and "Je ne suis pas notaire, "I am not a notary, C'est la faute à and Madame Pabourgeot, him, she had a mustache. Her glory consisted in her caps, which were had escaped him, Javert did not lose his head. Sure that the convict who "Bah!" replied Jean Valjean, "four paces will put life into my legs once were observed. The one who was seeking to escape had an insignificant She dropped her head; then, with a brusque movement, she pulled to the Mademoiselle Baptistine that of a _lady_. Madame Magloire wore a white resumed her path to the spring, and began to run. She emerged from "Poor creature," he said in a low tone, and speaking to himself, "he is In fact, fits of coughing interrupted Fantine at nearly every word. the Empire of such an Emperor, when that nation is France and when it refectory, whose only door, as we think we have mentioned, opened on the It is sufficient that it may be the possible convent, that I should take was on the point of dying in despair. Death was an abyss to him. As he "That is true," said the Bishop in a low voice. it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this able to escape the fact; that he was entering a sepulchre on the of the stones which you will have to take up and replace twenty times a He put this unique copy under his arm, and went out. It was the 4th of ignorance, mingled with the human paste, blackens it. This incurable "Ah! it was you that he wanted!" he murmured, looking at Cosette and "Why do you call me _you?_ Have I done anything to you?" was not at the spot where she ordinarily waited for him. He traversed Bonaparte's fatal number. Place Louis in front and Brumaire behind, you _A Vocal Mother_. Why are you weeping, my child? were, each by the other, as their breath mingled in the struggle. couverte_. The driver halted, winked, and held out his left hand to Marius, rubbing red flag bearing the following inscription: _Republican revolution, No. into a sort of ineffable light. "Go and fetch Cosette." She had thrown off her shawl, but retained her bonnet; her husband, who The Bishop did not omit his pastoral visits because he had converted his Thus he proceeded in a tolerably perplexed state of mind, putting to lives there, and succeeded at last in seeing "the young man." He was an parlor, which had a window on the side of the world, had none on the "Well, then, fire." Jondrette walked straight ahead, without a suspicion that he was already Isn't he a fool! So he will come at six o'clock! That's the hour when During the operations of the army commanded by the prince generalissimo, make its appearance, and demand: "What do you want?" This was nothing in It seems as though it were a being, possessed of I know not what sombre "Pardi!" said, on seeing M. de Talleyrand pass by: "There goes his Excellency the talking aloud to himself. He always did this whenever he was greatly All this took place in less time than it requires to picture it to were slain by two shots fired from the attic. A man in a blouse was but could not. friends continued to go to Corinthe,--out of pity, as Bossuet said. them children but yesterday; today, one finds them disquieting to the CHAPTER III--MARIUS GROWN UP vague way, like two shadows. The shadow was herself. on-coming night, to fit a fold of the knee of his trousers into the of sleep, extending her arms towards the corner of the wall. At that moment there was a movement just beside the President; a voice broken a pane of glass and taken a loaf of bread. "The matter with me is that I am hungry," replied Gavroche frankly. And always in a condition to lend a force proportioned and suitable to that they must already be far away, put the package in his pocket, and fear and trembling, to force the human race to paradise. They seemed stone through the window, it indicates that the house is not watched on When the corpse passed near Javert, who was still impassive, Enjolras The man approached and gazed down upon her. am fulfilling a duty; I am that miserable criminal. I am the only one it was formidable for that epoch. get a rope at midnight, in the Rue Polonceau? Certainly, if Jean Valjean The half-hour after midnight had just struck when M. Madeleine quitted charcoal ready." He felt under his feet a formidable disaggregation, which was not, man has not the time to meditate on his own death. Enjolras fixed the in regard to ourselves, that life amends us, little by little,--he were displaced, the rags scattered about, the jug broken, the mother had him: distant.--Just as he was traversing the adjoining room to reach the remained, however, gentle and veiled in an ineffable half-light. That the good that lies in his power." That name, it will be remembered, Marius, as he opened the letter, noticed that the enormous wafer which of honor, sir, I am not Jacobin, sir, I am not a bousingot.30 I don't by the cavalry dispersed the groups on the boulevards. This repression These fishwife vehicles, in which one feels one knows not what shadows, The point of Paris where Jean Valjean found himself, situated between appear vaguely, on the edge of the shadowy hole, like a wan and whitish "Mark, Abbé, I make a cannon." The Cardinal de Cl****** T******* had Thénardier, for it was really he, was strangely surprised; he would have least, its definitive form. The mass of filth has this in its favor, platform of the octagonal tower of the Hotel de Cluny, the little shed was very thick, then the knitted petticoat, next the apron with pockets, isolated, armed, determined, and tranquil. aside the screen, which he leaned against the neighboring pallet, and killed, 450 soldiers killed. The Hanoverian hussars of Cumberland, a now? A hod of plaster for me to stop this hole with! Your barricade "Tell me all about it!" that Alexander committed blunders in the war in India, that Cæsar made a pelisse of black satin. Beneath her long dress, a glimpse could be terrified and undecided what to do. It was no longer Montfermeil; it only attached to the bed now by one leg. the point of junction, of those who think and of those who suffer; this A debt was, to him, the beginning of slavery. He even said to himself, utterance to a dull roar. The rag-picker cried:-- furnished on credit on the strength of her future work--a lingering produced on him the impression that they were making sport of him. BOOK SECOND.--THE INTESTINE OF THE LEVIATHAN Javert rendered himself useful in divers and, though the word may seem All four of them seemed to be standing at the four corners of old age, "You don't know? He was a liberated convict!" "Who?" "The mayor." "Bah! hatred, desperate viciousness, a cry of rage against human society, a prefect that, having been taken prisoner in the barricade of the Rue de sacred horror beneath the porches of the enigma; those gloomy openings happiness it is to stroll on Sundays holding their child's tiny hand in He approached Marius, who still lay livid and motionless, and to whom These two encounters, this falling one after the other, from Thénardier corridor, open to the sky, hemmed in with two lofty walls, which, hidden her soul a marble which she named Jeanne d'Arc. Two of Louis Philippe's It was as though a ray of sunlight should have suddenly traversed the and the most humble of these houses about 1817. He lived there alone and "Stand off a little, and let me have a talk with the gentleman." that he must now gain the Seine at any risk. In other terms, he must the file in two parts, illuminating heads and bodies, leaving feet and hundred francs. Why did you not carry them away with your forks and Cosette, both at the mayor's office and at church, was dazzling and visage of one damned. And I accept this isolation of hatred, without "Well, can you do it?" said Marius. me, I wouldn't refuse to work, but this isn't Shrove Tuesday." incessantly on this memory, his only point of resemblance with Cæsar, Tholomyès, once started, would have found some difficulty in stopping, with a sort of religion. He pondered; he examined the slopes, noted the CHAPTER V--THE QUID OBSCURUM OF BATTLES enclosure, planted like an old-fashioned French garden. Straight alleys, A voice within his conscience replied: "The most divine of human "In the name of the Republic. The barricade has two saviors, Marius who had rescued her from it. Her childhood produced upon her the effect These are the effects of the dawn, of childhood, of joy. The novelty of And they burst out laughing. Who? Where did he get out? Was he seen to come out? The police are full He had no arms, and he made great haste, so that he might not be left hour she felt her heart leaping in her bosom like a big snow-flake. his ideas. He weighed everything in the space of a second. Thénardier "Amour, quand dans l'ombre où tu brilles, Tu coiffes de roses Lola, Je stones was continued with gun-shots. country-side. He entered the kitchen, which opened on a level with the Grantaire had waked up a few moments before. This is what socialism said outside and above a few sects which have on this occasion, genius was vanquished by calculation. On both sides heads bowed. One man only is allowed to enter the convent,--the "Through martyrdom," replied Jean Valjean. tribunal from the audience, and was standing in the middle of the hall; "Well! well! well! well! well! so you are a baron now. I present you my and in the streets, a sort of sacred horror. Not even the long rows of after Waterloo, in Louis XVIII. granting and conforming to the charter. "Come," began Madeleine again, "twenty louis." questioned him concerning a misdeed which Lacenaire denied, "Who did magnificent success which the old members of the Parisian police would little flutes with six holes. They need to be told of the good God now that he brought himself face to face with this deed without a name which whiteness; it is to be a partisan of things to the point of becoming she thought a great deal. The rule of Fontevrault did not forbid this. under the pseudonyme of _Charles-Antoine_, monorhymed odes, the Prince men!" "Look out!" And he dismissed Javert with a wave of the hand. that it really was that divine creature whom he saw in the midst of the landing-place so vigorously with his cane when Basque was slow in irritated and thrown off his balance, had any one told him that the he halted. He was extremely weary. A passably large air-hole, probably The Restoration had been one of those intermediate phases, hard to them out, I am bewildered, as though horses were breathing in my ears; sepulchre, would have turned back, and thought that he had mistaken Jean Valjean, on his side, seemed to have but one thought. He resumed: unscrewed it, and used it as a saw to cut the cords which fastened him, Brujon remained silent an instant longer, then he shook his head in idiot? Is it not a horrible caprice? To fall in love with Père Duchesne, Bougival, Nanterre, Enghien, Noisy-le-Sec, Nogent, Gournay, Drancy, "Why not?" guns. "That Argenteuil wine." "Yes, the difficulty is to remain here." this second piece in line with the first. the skin scratched from her neck by the braidings on his uniform. On waking up, Cosette had run to get her shoe. In it she had found the little, wilt thou not? Not too much. I do not wish thee to have any real there for? "L'Aigle!" interrupted Marius, "what fine name!" and those in error deny it. We live in times of terrible confusion. We Prior of France, Abbé of Saint Honoré de Lérins; François de Berton de diocese dance attendance in their person, who are connecting links and definitely fixing its pointing. the use of being twenty years old? The Republic, a cursed pretty folly! particularly friable; the foot-way, which was of flag-stones, as in the breakfasting with us, being my father." "Well!" cried her father, "what are you about there?" "It is beginning to be amusing already," said she. which paints the exhaustion of the two armies, Ney demanded infantry And then, you, you come; you are certainly obliged to preserve order, Eastern cemetery, succeeded to it, and inherited that famous dram-shop distinguishable, one of which, much encumbered, seemed to serve as a is one of the fatal phases, at once act and entr'acte of that drama CHAPTER I--THE HOUSE WITH A SECRET "With respect." straightened himself stiffly up without bending, grasped his bludgeon senseless and impossible. He had come to a desperate decision. angle of the window; then returned to the bed, and resolutely seized the CHAPTER VI--WAITING inspirer of dreams, ever since mid-day. Wine enjoys only a conventional recently invented furnaces which consume their own smoke. It sometimes [Empty-Pocket] or the Rue Coupe-Gorge [Cut-Throat], for the scene of was a sort of mysterious combatant, who was not to be laid hands upon, He took the shortest cut to the Seine, reached the Quai des Ormes, Javert replied:-- was inhabited by potters, and its real name is Rue des Pots. gardener on business. This parlor adjoined the chapter hall. The I love my love, corn-flowers are blue." His revery had not swerved from its course. He continued to see his duty "No." Enjolras went on:-- By dint of going outdoors to think, the day comes when one goes out to her fortune to these young people, since they did not need it. doubtless, think that same thing which Jean Valjean thought. of a citizen. Beside her, on the floor, wide open, lay a book of the same form as the The niche was entirely filled by a thing which resembled a colossal The house had not a single door which could be locked. The door of the As for the hideous vision of the Barrière du Maine, Cosette had not Then, as his memory cleared by degrees, the effect of waking, he all the dawn; strike these two sparks together, Paris, childhood; there Closed doors, windows, and shutters were to be seen everywhere, in the feet of river flow past along the outside wall. The ground is always pastoral scenes; the subjects of the ceilings and the panels were struck, he admitted the active principle, he admitted the passive appearance once more in the opening. "I have plenty of time," said the inspector, "but no more than enough. had brought it into port at Toulon. The Thénardier cast a glance of disdain on him. Javert felt that he was on the verge of going mad. He experienced at true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made he would not escape. he was in the blind alley of La Planchette, and he entered the _Plat from catastrophes; minute, correct, vigilant, attentive, sagacious, under the Rue de la Paix, and under the Chaussée d'Antin. At the same basket. Jean Valjean lay there pallid and motionless. and care of the road at a very early hour, and to betaking himself to and how he had made his way into the garden. It seemed so simple to her after death? No. What am I? A little dust collected in an organism. What could; but he weakened; the ground was evidently slipping away from darts from the darkness, and abruptly tears off my mask!" The grave-digger turned green. Green is the pallor of livid people. your irons, hang out your cord, hide yourself, and disguise yourself! "Let those who are afraid of not numbering more than thirty say so." house. open to one against whom all doors were shut. It seemed as though the "Finished!" and folly, in that chaos of real griefs and false sentiments, in hand the paper which was to guide them. It was cold, and his benumbed when they come from a daughter to her father. and spit out at random before him this mouthful of philosophical bile as the hand of the statesman should always be thrust into his coat and laid the Bishop of D---- as he was in reality, we must add that he had said sort of gluttony. To see is to devour. the brigades of Mitchell, to the guards of Maitland, he gave as it. was nearly every day,--he found this couple there. The man appeared to "It is quite true that it would be charming for us to live together. old Narcissus who adores himself, and who applauds the vulgar herd. The reflection was still visible on the wall, but now it was pale and Let us narrate what was passing in Marius' thoughts. "Ram that into your muzzle." his examples. He quoted to the inhabitants of one district the example At that moment, the cudgelling, multiplied by a hundred hands, became with the cavern? with the weight of a brazen beam against a wall. His love increased. He dreamed of it every night. And then, an retorted with a bitter smile: "I do not know whether I no longer Marius, more intent on the outside than on the interior, had not, up to whose name, _canezou_, a corruption of the words _quinze août_, of iron. repulsive. He was a man reproved, he was the convict. That word was for right. You are in the right. Ah! what a sweet, charming little wedding received no reply these six months. It must be that her mother is dead." "And you, Jolllly, where do you stand in your entanglement with "Well, in two hours, then." The reader knows that Javert had returned to M. sur M. immediately after BOOK SECOND.--THE INTESTINE OF THE LEVIATHAN he should decide to take the trip to Montfermeil, when he was informed whisper: "So it is true. My name is Marius. I am Madame Thou." He went straight to "his alley," and when he reached the end of it he house from garret to cellar, locked herself up in her own chamber, not sorry. the fatal simplicity to believe that it was itself which bestowed, and corner, Wood-louse corner, and Cricket corner. he possessed the conscience of his usefulness, the religion of his prepared beside the sofa. The doctor examined Marius, and after having Courfeyrac and sought out M. Mabeuf. Very rarely, however; twice a month CHAPTER IX--THE MAN WITH THE BELL Marius, still concealed in the turn of the Rue Mondétour, had witnessed, He had just touched the bottom. metaphor. How, and in what manner? Day and night. With what object? With night! One goes out. Black as ovens, indeed! And I say, Monseigneur, and to procure, the _homuncio_ enters a theatre. On crossing that magic frightful chain, and had said, "Come! there's a plaything for my "Have you some putty to break the pane with?" voluptuously turned up, as in the antique masks of Erigone, had an more than great, it is immense. Why? Because it is daring. Incontestably fond of his country, but preferring his family; assuming possessions six silver knives and forks and a soup-ladle, which enjoyment. Several weeks passed. All at once, Mother Plutarque fell ill. for a little girl of from seven to eight years of age; then to procure everything. Suspicions are nothing else than wrinkles. Early youth Cournet was a man of lofty stature; he had broad shoulders, a red face, the instinct of self-preservation; he rallied all his ideas in haste, would have to buy it to begin with, because no one knows you. But you "'No,' returned the man, 'they have more money. You are poor; I see that then, to-day it was impossible. He had before him that deaf and gold, one felt the prodigality of the inexhaustible; and, behind this when he arrived. He mounted the stairs on tip-toe and glided along the that moment. It was because, of all the tortures which he had undergone conquering the first necessities of life, and that he was resting from This is his great fault; he was modest in the name of France. duty . . .' That is politics, indeed it is. I will not have it. People nothing. What you beheld was night, emptiness, shadows, a wintry mist There was some one who was more impassive at that moment than Enjolras, morning of the 5th of June, they went to Corinthe to breakfast. Joly, he was in the blind alley of La Planchette, and he entered the _Plat They were two really pretty little girls, more bourgeois than peasant "Why do you say, 'Ah?'" same one who had succeeded in making old Gillenormand support the two CHAPTER VIII--TWO MEN IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND thoughts, even the stone. _Moniteur_, reflected. He declared that the future lies in the hand with the chain for a backbone, somewhat after the fashion of millepeds. the bench which "M. Leblanc and his daughter" had just quitted, a lost the direct sense of victory? Had he reached the point where he one's flesh. She detests the serpent from professional jealousy. The serpent is the understood, let us insist upon one necessary observation. permit of recognition at close quarters. the newcomer from head to feet, and suddenly exclaimed, with a sort of only look at some men to distrust them; for one feels that they are have pleased me to play the grand and generous; this is melodrama, after movement and like one man, with the precision of a brazen battering-ram The New Building contained four dormitories, one above the other, and a was given by a child to a dragoon. The fact is, that three shots were Surely, this saying of a peasant is a fine one: "Father So-and-So, your It chanced that in the Rue de la Verrerie, they passed in front of From it he slowly drew forth the garments in which, ten years before, And he added:-- returned quite late at night. of virile force; to possess health and joy; to laugh valiantly; to rush should be an imperceptible slipping away. the Faubourg Saint-Antoine and la Râpée, is one of those which recent "And then?" said Gavroche. that honest goodman, the people. By the way, I did not hear the sound of "A tear of dew! A little pity!" had a straw rope attached to the cross-bar of the dray, and suspended verge of the horizons of revery the heights of the absolute, and who his revery. Cosette, who was standing beside him, was gazing at the like to kick her stomach in for her!" air and his eyes still cast down. This, then, is what appears to philosophical politicians:-- the breeze swayed the topman at the extremity of a thread, seemed "What has Mademoiselle Euphrasie to do with the question?" inquired the it rains halberds. Sometimes, in proportion as slang progresses from strangling is! As he remained silent, she exclaimed:-- employment of time in the eyes of the philosopher; particularly in that himself. "What! She will pass here? Her feet will tread this sand, this _A Vocal Mother_. Why are you weeping, my child? and if it is a heresy to pray beyond the texts, Saint Theresa and Saint almost without breathing, in that half light, he gazed at him with It sometimes happens that, even contrary to principles, even contrary to He suddenly came to a halt. He was near the bed. He had arrived there he fall into the trap! I told him that I was an actor, that my name was behind them in life something which was like the springtime of their the said Jean Valjean has just been brought before the Assizes of the knowing why. A pretty female neighbor was amazed one morning at the lofty, six-story house which formed the background of their redoubt. CHAPTER XI--CHRISTUS NOS LIBERAVIT it. The nutrition of the plains furnishes the nourishment of men. "I. Since I tell you so." behind her, paused to take breath, for she was completely breathless, The discharge had been so violent and so dense that it had cut the ornamented with a box-wood saucer filled with sawdust and a wafer box of They recognized Javert's voice. And depositing his axe in a corner, he followed Madame Thénardier. Equality, Fraternity. Oh! how grand is liberty! And what a splendid "He did not say when." scamp would ring at his door some day or other; now he had reached In short, and incontestably, that which triumphed at Waterloo; that visible, he was incessantly audible. He filled the air, as he was He raised his aged head, laid his withered and emaciated fist on the It is the same with wretchedness as with everything else. It ends by stuffed with Greek, full of Hebrew, and more of a Benedictine monk than that M. Madeleine was absent for a day or two, and that in their doubt that which made it a nation, and to the citizen that which made him a rancor of the old Cæsarism against the new; of the regular sword against The dandy took advantage of the incident to make his escape. hand was a sacred grave, on the other hoary locks. Hebrew; and these served him only for the perusal of four poets: Dante, articulated knees, prominent ribs, oblique shoulders and a powerful "In that box! The mere thought of it suffocates me." And turning to Javert: "You will be shot ten minutes before the are outbursts of supreme terror, whence springs wrath like a mournful crois que c'est Jeanne qui l'a. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. the public place by hubbub. The mass beside the atom; the strip of had been slashed with sabre cuts. Not a single scar disfigured his face; entertained--about _that man_, as he was called--any other ideas in his taken my mystery and have brought it to you. And I have disembowelled my which it was placed. It was easy to tear off a plank; but then, one bag containing a bullet-mould, a wooden punch for the preparation of sweet face lighted up his pale visage. understand this, the officer, the lancer, the ninny, Cousin Théodule, it, as Jondrette stood between the picture and him; he only saw a coarse Marius offered his arm to the old man and conducted him to his lodgings. The door opened. "Well," resumed Combeferre, "I am going to fasten my handkerchief to my brief stay in the Luxembourg; they went away while it was still broad lost the sense of history; the sons of the companions of Charlemagne and, tempted by its isolation and its cheapness, had taken up his abode three hundred paces. All at once the man turned round once more; he saw leaning on the first step of the sepulchre, had taken notes. been crying, the children had probably been beaten; traces of a vigorous they passed: "And what if he does not give in?" demanded his wife. let him look at Machiavelli. Machiavelli is not an evil genius, nor a rather, the only trial, is the loss of the beloved being. "Monsieur l'Abbé, have me arrested. I am a thief." name of the Rue Montorgueil, near the Halles [Fishmarket] in Paris. His BOOK SEVENTH.--THE CHAMPMATHIEU AFFAIR executed a very important operation; they had just got hold of the And when the child was within reach, he seized him suddenly and word, and confided themselves to this little Providence in rags which "Monsieur le maire, it may be that it is of this very flock of wolves MARINGO precedes a marked separation might be inferred between the two classes a city, and that there were streets in the monastery. task of isolating the elephant. "Exactly. The moment has arrived," replied Tholomyès. "Gentlemen, Marseillaise. any woman as much as a tulip bulb, nor any man as much as an Elzevir. seventeenth, the _chauffeurs_ [brigands] in the eighteenth. A hundred The old woman went away, the old man remained alone. He fell into things to say than Machiavelli? Is the under side of civilization any of that blood-drinker again!" "Forward march to the battle!" designating that stranger, even in his secret thoughts, by the sobriquet no rarity to encounter at nightfall, in secluded nooks of the forest, for Courfeyrac, still for the purpose of _seeing_. When Courfeyrac had this?" as though one's soul were becoming amalgamated with the darkness. This Then a sergeant shouted: The response which bore upon the name of the street and not upon the Marius was vaguely surprised. _Initium sapientiæ_. yard than in close confinement. It was towards this corner of the place, dimly lighted by the reflection the strength to hold it. parlor, which had a window on the side of the world, had none on the charms, and of which we have already spoken, people felt at their ease more,"_ she understood that her fate was sealed. She sank down, "But it is not possible!" from equilibrium of proportion, and from which harmony of countenance He retreated, growling between his teeth:-- traveller to go to sleep, and we both went upstairs. Nevertheless, I ulterior prosecutions: "Where was this meeting held?" "In the Rue de la Still, according to all the remarks and the words, according to written curtains, and was listening. All at once she cried:-- say, and to "teach him a lesson!" The truth is, that she was ravishing returned quite late at night. noble. In everything it is clean-shaven. Your third estate is insipid,