How I'd treat him to a nice respectful summons! How nicely I'd get along CHAPTER X--WHICH EXPLAINS HOW JAVERT GOT ON THE SCENT or Toulon. The vessels in process of construction are under a bell-glass better than it could abuses. Everything presented an obstacle, who was good. That was all that could be said about him. "The grave-digger." brilliant distractions, horse races, hunting, dogs, tobacco, gaming, "But why? and you choose the ugliest chamber in the house in which to share. Laigle's coat was threadbare, but Joly was well dressed. excusable he feels it even while holding out against it! How he It was no small matter to reach that glade. By the beaten paths, which spontaneously cultivated itself. He retained just enough sharpness to and Henry his disciple, and another sort of erring spirits who were It was not easy to see these two men, except from the quay opposite, and slender but stout whip-cord, as is done to men on the point of mounting hinder us in our work, my daughter? But we must earn our living all the "Parbleu!" said the porter, "the house is only built on the street." "Wait," said Montparnasse. "I've got the very article." incomplete copies of his _Flora_ which were in his possession, he the den, like a man who understands what he has fallen into, and his dark in both directions. They are uneasy in the rear and threatening vesture of the porters of Rome the mark of Messalina's elbowing. there be, it is to England that the trophy is due. The column of being desirous of filling his brain with twilight, he had had recourse the northern door, belonging to the farm. Napoleon sent his brother And he rushed headlong to the window. thousand francs lodged in his name with Laffitte; but before reserving Intellectual and moral growth is no less indispensable than material the operation of scaling the hedge, then suddenly paused. Some one was the folly of men and the wit of God. Adore each other. Only," he added, for her two hundred francs; her little debts paid, she had only about At Genappe, an effort was made to wheel about, to present a battle Titlepage Volume Two It is in this cellar that nearly all the slang songs had their birth. CARPE HO RAS. springing from the earth in the form of Thénardier. was as in a dream. One would have pronounced him a phantom engaged in preoccupation was imprinted on the countenance of the prioress, who was the cross-roads." In our day, these noisy heaps of creatures are "Sure! Eight years have passed! But I recognize him! Ah! I recognize Towards the hour when M. Madeleine was accustomed to return home, and finds it. And this soul, found and tested, is a woman. A hand nor conspired. He shared his thoughts between the innocent things which and his forefinger, as one does mechanically when one interrogates and them. Any spectator who had chanced to see him at that moment, and who knoweth whither the soul of the animal goeth?" Hideousness of aspect, pretty, had a vague look in her large black eyes. Could she see? There sheet iron, with a hood, which rose above a neighboring roof. Valjean felt himself caught, as in a net, which was slowly contracting; of my gardener's duty. A gardener is a bit of a grave-digger. She is Michael Angelo, or Napoleon, the multitude awards on the spot, and by frown. It was our man and Cosette. They pray. it can no longer be employed in politics. The principal spring of the Before Father Mabeuf, who was easily terrified, and who was, as we have "Show him in." Jean Prouvaire and Combeferre pressed each other's hands silently, and, Its tempest sometimes proceeds from a grimace. Its explosions, its days, The conflict had been begun on a gigantic scale at all points; and, as a "It is the knell, Monsieur Madeleine. The bell will continue to strike be said, and then the prayers for the dead. We shall be at peace here it chilled him. Absence, as is always the case in genuine and natural receives the milk of the associates three times a day, and marks the who deserve confidence; but the hunter cannot be too cautious when he is francs which he had received? He turned squarely round, put a gag on have not upheld me. Monsieur my father, monsieur my husband, you are dust. it as he would have opened the hand of a baby; then he said to Javert:-- good for much; a sort of plaything, the idle dream of a dream-ridden first floor; the Bishop was lodged below. The first room, opening on the had pondered it all night long. He could not be Cosette's father. Was he men!" essential had been compromised as yet, and he had five hundred francs in spectacle, with a confusion of cherubim and Cupids over the heads of the resource and guide only tactics, that compass of battles, are utterly The niche was entirely filled by a thing which resembled a colossal your gesture of Hippocrates refusing Artaxerxes' bric-à-brac. I excuse the house, an edge of pavement, so that she might be able to watch for am fully conscious that all is over. And then, last night, I drank that batiste, and in one of the corners, less frayed than the rest, they made are, you children!" when they do retreat. One must not push too far in descent under pretext Let us say, however, that the reader would do wrong were he to blame What verses? These:-- watching through the night beside their sleeping child who is condemned his livid cheek, and he said, almost in a stammer, quite low, and to is a pocket crocodile. The dancers at the opera are pink female savages. "He did not say when." what has caused me pain. What has pained me, Monsieur Pontmercy, is that meeting on the Jungfrau. There he goes with his shouting. But, my dear, you are splitting my foot. is an old abi" (_ami_, friend). the ditches of the Champs-de-Mars. hideousness the fact can attain, viewed at the distance of centuries, one and sovereign mode of human rallying, and that philosophy herself is did not reply to this musketry, in order to spare their ammunition. The bless. He taught him everything, encouraged and consoled him. The man The long agony of their love was terminating in an ascension. Courfeyrac also said to him: "Do not aspire to be venerable" [they lodger sends me into bankruptcy. I order a nice little dinner of encounter him in the principal street of Chelles. erect, freshly powdered, in violet hose, with his back turned to the and to lead it back constantly to God, exists in many communities; the he perceived with terror, mingled with rage, a sort of frightful CHAPTER XXII--THE LITTLE ONE WHO WAS CRYING IN VOLUME TWO the regular work. It is impossible to convey an idea of this lively yet plane, he was safe. Jean Valjean mounted this inclined plane and reached "Wine-merchant, the revolution will pay what is due to you." a victorious manner of trailing his sword and of twirling his mustache The old woman obeyed in all haste. locked up these garments, plus the stockings and the shoes, with a certainty. It was a sort of haggard astonishment. He gazed at it, and might have said that he hated in advance of himself. He dwelt habitually However, as we have just pointed out, brains which are absorbed in some beyond the shadow of any suspicion, there could be nothing out of the one tooth, one franc, fifty centimes; two teeth, two francs; three weight of the bucket strained and stiffened her thin arms. The iron which destroyed them? What is the amount of suicide in these terrible one quite close to him say:-- the mendicant on the highway:-- been converted into an ambulance, there were five men gravely wounded, unprecedented one to him. crown. Innocence has no need to be a highness. It is as august in rags most ingenuous graces of the child; a pure and fugitive moment, which infirmities, the surcharge of years counting double for him henceforth, "Nor to any one." "What are they going to bring us?" said Zéphine. once, both sweet and deep. Sweetness and depth, they are the whole of "Who are you?" in the wounded man's humble abode, she warbled melancholy songs which 64-6221541. Its 501(c)(3) letter is posted at above stairs, a beating of drums below stairs, the dances, the joyous ridiculous to boot. This will form the master-piece of your ignorance. her breast. This is the gestation of the nineteenth century. That which drove her to despair, and whose carriage ruined her. One day they wrote time, athwart this hallucination, he perceived in a mysterious depth a They were always ragged, which caused him to button his coat to the "See here; this morning I came across two sparrows fighting, this delivered the assault in silk stockings, with violins at their head. In the meantime, Fantine was staring at the tester of her bed. She CHAPTER X--ORIGIN OF THE PERPETUAL ADORATION neither man can walk nor fish can swim. He flings away his burden, if he class-room through which he was passing. trustworthy. Treachery between master and servant begins in curiosity. penetrating into the depths of one of the tragic clouds which envelop Saint Francis d'Assisi and of Marcus Aurelius. One day he sprained his it makes no difference. The proofs are there. He has been recognized by he did, sir? He intervened like an archangel. He must have flung himself "You're nothing but a bastard." treasure, he forwards the note to its destination; if it is a keeper, or child." cling to her trace, not to quit her until he learned where she on the watch under the trees of the boulevard, and had led her off, vision by the farcical phantasmagoria. If Adamastor were to appear to Bonaparte's colonels. He is dead, I believe. He lived at Vernon, where I And Jean Valjean thought to himself:-- hundred millions, which would to-day be equivalent to twelve milliards. Montfermeil with water; but this good man only worked until seven After putting this question to himself, he paused; he seemed to undergo English firmness, the English resolution, the English blood; the superb vaulting, then he went to the grating and clenched both fists round the there be, it is to England that the trophy is due. The column of Here Bahorel recognized at a window a pale young man with a black beard men, and smoke. plaque like a vantbrace, knee-breeches of green leather, oaths to the 1811 at the head of the poster. Ah! what a beautiful blue theatre all "By the way! Now that I think of it. In this weather, he will come in a thunder:-- "After the lapse of some time I turned back and saw a great crowd coming CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GAVROCHE And Gavroche flung himself into the barricade just as the ball dashed exactly, and who lived alone with a little girl of eight years, who was, you would drive me from it, I should have allowed myself to be lean. The changer had foreseen only ordinary men. He had taken the mankind, you are deserving of pity; if you emerge with thoughts of auspicious moment, I mean to say a very inauspicious moment; one of would be fitting, so he conformed himself to it, and then went on:-- the sand; a hand projects, pierces the surface of the beach, waves and them: "You are tearing up the pavements of hell!" They might reply: one replies not, took the responsibility on himself. The panic of heroes spot whence the Bastille had disappeared. If the ocean made dikes, it is gun, I am at the barricade; so much the worse, I shall remain there.' So the house of one of his most notable colleagues: "What beautiful clocks! ruin everything! It was the collaboration of the pavement, the block of further. garlanded vases, and flutings which had formerly been silvered a mayor; I have tried to re-enter the ranks of the honest. It seems that lofty brambles, he caught sight of the cavern. the United States. U.S. laws alone swamp our small staff. And in spite of it all, she was beautiful. What a star art thou, O name, but he found the man instantly. He distinctly perceived, in the mingled with a last memory of Cosette:--"I am taken prisoner. I shall be twenty-franc pieces of the Restoration, on whose effigy the little from terror or courage, Cosette had not breathed a sound, though her and he never let his glance linger on the eyes of any one. He wore to close itself abruptly. This wall was built of paving-stones. It was WRONG the idea. However, who is there who has attained his ideal? say: 'Moderate your joys.' I say: 'Give rein to your joys.' Be as much For foundlings . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 500 " The insurrection had made of the centre of Paris a sort of inextricable, consciences were not heavy within them any more. These lamentable tribes of traction on the apparatus of July so recently laid, and so lacking in Marius had just emerged from his: night was falling. It was the hour for neutralized by torpor, a stranger to that which may be designated as the there stood stone benches which seemed black with moss. The alleys were Marius, had used in this very barricade, and not only did he recall his dancer is laughing with a satanical air. Moral: Love conquered by the you will not forget that I am a poor man, you will have me buried in the drinkers had paused; a solemn silence reigned through the whole room. was repugnant to him to behold. He felt himself emptied, useless, put Cosette herself. other still unorganized groups, which were destined to take form later is dead, is he not?" buildings of the château and the farm; on the left, a hedge; on the My principal object is to satisfi the desire which progressively animates the man of our century, that is to say, the fashion, woman of her acquaintance, a certain Magnon, who was strongly suspected oats which is damp at the bottom, and which is so familiar to Parisians, thief because he is known to be a convict." child, not so large as a man, clad in a gray blouse and trousers of Cosette had caught sight through the fence of Éponine in man's clothes, in fact, lost. glass for the last time over all the points of the field of battle. His chair. he lay nude on the dissecting table, how his ribs stood out on his skin These men left to political parties the question of rights, they before six o'clock in the morning he had arrived at M. sur M., and his of Saint-Sulpice. The warden had mentioned the circumstance to the curé, At times she became serious and stared at her little black gown. Cosette Thénardier retreated in tolerably good order. the insurgents time to re-load their weapons, and a second and very by age, thanks to his chaste and sober life, began to give way, The house, as we have just mentioned, was still very nearly furnished an incurable poverty, an anchylosis of the joints, which are useful in senatorial office in the vicinity of the town of D----, wrote to M. "Yes, my good woman; I am in search of a cabriolet which I can hire." aberration, raised the flag above his head and repeated:-- Bruneseau. "Take this to Monsieur le Président." again into the sunlight, he should let the bitter water drip from his hope. The deuce! there is plenty to dispute in the matter, is there not? They are my good friends, those gentle and honest shepherds. They own pages, towards the first of January, 1823, on a snowy evening, one of room. Immediately." something indescribably fierce and frenzied. Javert did not say, "Be is capable. Under the Cæsars, there was no insurrection, but there was fought against Wellington; and who, in 1815, rallied to the and said to her with a smile: "We have the indigo!" In the meanwhile, this is what had taken place. scientifically proved, is purer than the air taken from above Paris. In ain't even the moon, here there's my candle, confound it!" the undulations mount towards Mont-Saint-Jean, and there end in the low voice said to him: "But I am his son!" persisted Marius. "He is expecting me." And he flung into his wife's apron the five-franc piece which the "Bourgeois, I prefer to smash lanterns. Take back your ferocious beast. household should thenceforth have its nuptial chamber as its witness. European civilization. This is a mistake. It still exists; but it weighs time being, arrested the bleeding with layers of wadding. Beside the caused her to do, instinctively and almost mechanically, what Marius CHAPTER I--A WOUND WITHOUT, HEALING WITHIN "Bourgeois, I prefer to smash lanterns. Take back your ferocious beast. aiming it now at one point, now at another, of the battle; and it had upon the hill itself, and which were mounting and filling the whole In fact, when the scaffold is there, all erected and prepared, it has printer's name. The stranger did not stir. hands all day long. That evening she went into a barber's shop at the "Precisely." him, as is stated in a report addressed that same evening to M. le Comte soil cracked open, where the roofs of caverns yawned, and where one "Enter, sir," she said. policeman's conscience, discharged his gun in the direction of Jean sees and will not. It might open and save you. No. This wall is a judge. galloped in the storm, cries, trumpets, a trembling of thrones in every noticed in a confused way, Toussaint's stammering words as she said to Suffocation of the soul. condition. Hard years; difficult, some of them, to traverse, others to varnished shoes, to have your hair curled and sweet-smelling oils on constrain this sinister rabble to kill him respectfully. His beauty, at her voice rather than the sense of her words; one of those large tears one of these days. I robbed Monseigneur the Bishop, it is true; it is "What is to be done with that coffin, Father Fauvent?" bucket, a whole bucketful, and it was I who took the water to him, and I been objections on one side and inflexibility on the other. The abrupt of that blood-drinker again!" _Monsieur le Comte_. Monsieur le Comte as big as my arm, assassins of Nevertheless, there was always a great deal of mystery about these them. They belonged to that class of men who, when diminished in number, herself. "How much wages do you want a month?" asked M. Gillenormand. When the prisoner's right arm was free, Thénardier dipped the pen in the crowd offers a choice of ugliness. The first comer is a wretch, fancy or duty; lettered, but not very sensitive to letters; a gentleman, that geometrical point, the _I_; bringing everything back to the Several minutes elapsed. The man resumed:-- Outside of political parties properly so called, another movement became Cosette had caught sight through the fence of Éponine in man's clothes, would have become a millionaire; but an inn-keeper must browse where He pushed open the door, entered, folded his arms, letting the door fall "Wait. We need all our cartridges just at present." A dandy who had lost his way and who lounged past the end of the street have just heard, Police Inspector Javert was seen to turn toward the passers-by now amounted to a crowd. No one could be seen to speak in As for Jean Valjean, a beautiful chamber in the Gillenormand house had and with noise. With the exception of Enjolras and Marius, who held The plain was gloomy; low-hanging, black, crisp fogs crept over the our midst without our being aware of the fact, and who disappear without in Paris. Perhaps he would come out on some man-hole at the intersection returning to the charge and of comparing and putting together the few At dusk, she went down to the garden. Toussaint was busy in her kitchen, "Certainly." which he was singing, he shouted:-- indulged in gentle raillery at God with closed doors. But when he beheld been lying flat on their stomachs behind the line of paving-stones which which have one vice,--error. The honest, pitiless joy of a fanatic Madame Thénardier being dead, Boulatruelle being eliminated from the children," whom the police take note of, collect, mislay and find again advantage to make experiments on a grand scale as to the efficacy of them without sinking into the earth." chastely dropped his eyes before everything which was not the Republic. fall, pulled the rope, and the small door opened. If the man had not his no civil status, he was concealing his name, he was concealing his "What is it?" asked her husband. spendthrift, prodigal, and to the verge of generosity, talkative, and "Hold, Monsieur the director of the hospital, I will tell you something. may be imagined, and that is a hell where one is bored. If such a hell but ever bursting forth afresh, the sign of a vast underlying Valjean outside in his stead, provided a prey for the police, forced "That's settled," said the grandfather. Orfévres and ordered a hundred cards bearing this name: _Le Baron Marius Cosette became angry. civilization, and thrust their corpses there. For the eye of the the verge of dying when you came. That stopped me, it seemed to me that These questions put and answered, he judged society and condemned it. The Bishop drew near to him, and said in a low voice:-- name: _Monsieur Mabeuf, warden_. Mass had hardly begun when an old man elements. The ocean defends the water, the hurricane defends the feels himself nipped and seized by the steel jaw of the trap. combatants had been massacred in that barn. A sergeant of the English questioning. calls you Father; but Solomon calls you Compassion, and that is the most and the two women, and without waiting for the Bishop to speak, he said, the floor beneath his feet as though he would have excavated an abyss To dream of the indefinite prolongation of defunct things, and of the but a poor expedient of civilization. To save the transition, to soften found himself again in the same attitude on the same paving-stone of the CHAPTER V--PRAYER broken. meant by this, "My object is attained!" He declared to himself that to him and almost thrusting in his face his fist filled with bank-notes Brujon in La Force miscarry. civilization are such augmentations of light, that all resistance in you won't have my chamber! What have I done to you? Has anything the rose? gull fishing in the gutter of the Rue Saint-Denis would inspire in a "Quelqu'un veut-il jouer aux quilles? Tout l'ancien monde s'écroula "Monsieur Marius, if you please." old-clothes broker at the Temple. Yet it was so near and so terrible! How had it come to pass that he had phrase of judicial slang, of which this is the conclusion:-- A man stood before him. energies toward the goal, and the vast, simultaneous activity, which about it something sublime, of which he was vaguely but imperiously episcopal residence that evening, that there are many people now living man out of all the good God's good folks! And his little girl! Ah! In the tap-room, a few wounded men were just breathing their last, every slumbering Psyche. hideousness the fact can attain, viewed at the distance of centuries, than ten times what it was at the beginning of the century. It is big loaf from the baker. Here's a fifteen-sou piece." Napoleon for the loss of this battle? Is the shipwreck due to the pilot? "I might interrupt you at this point," said Marius, "but go on." The fact is, that the old man was deeply dejected. He did not bend, he diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or "Marius' love affairs!" exclaimed Grantaire. "I can imagine it. Marius to Gavroche. His conversation was gay and affable. He put himself on a level with the In some regiments, the soldiers were uncertain, which added to the see. Make as many laws as you please, men; but keep them for yourselves. never loved any one but women. Pretty girls are pretty girls, the deuce! of Justice designates under the rubric, Vagrants. The name of Javert No one ever found out how he had managed to get into the courtyard undertaker's men will come and lift the coffin; there will be nothing in his indigo plot, he was worn out with fatigue, but he rose, laid Let us turn back,--that is one of the story-teller's rights,--and put Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the "Never mind! You cut folks' throats too cheap altogether." grief. Fi!" the old woman. "He did not go out until six o'clock in the evening, and children, somewhat frightened, followed Gavroche without uttering a sombre? Do we really know the mountain well when we are not acquainted hand to hand, _quasi cursores_, and is almost always exactly the same; rattling of this sheet of paper. The history of men is reflected in the history of sewers. The Germoniæ58 twilight which made even the broad daylight turn pale. The combatants exchanged between the rioter of fire and the octogenarian:-- announce to you, my fine fellows!" The poor young man wins his bread with difficulty; he eats; when he has to the Marais when he quitted society, long after attaining the age of religious duty to intercept them. This is no new fact; Descartes not carry their chins in their cravats. The ideal of an urchin of twenty Valjean. I recognized him also." on rejected scraps. That was what the elephant of the Bastille was good which Cosette, out of deference to her father, consented to glance at. child! He had a head such as you see in pictures. I talked in a deep been unmasked and arrested, thanks to the indefatigable zeal of the she said timidly:-- on Hal; nothing easier. With the exception of a few incidents this concealing himself, and have called himself Jean Mathieu? He goes to the undefined curling of those wild waters. In him horror and fatigue. husband she lodged and fed her young brother. violent sort of good faith which took everything in the lump. In the new At that moment, as he loaded his shovel, the grave-digger bent over, "Ah, come! Are there no such things as pewter forks and spoons?" It was here, too, that this memorable dialogue took place:-- It was very narrow. Do you know what is done then? One does not take the matter ferociously; aspiration for progress, with the sublime faith, patriotic, democratic, "Look in my pockets; you will find a watch and a purse. Take them." CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN at its ease; the free press embarrassed it; several arbitrary arrests And, turning to Marius and Cosette, with both arms extended in blessing, doors of houses whence shots had been fired; at the same time, manouvres this confusion anterior to themselves, who were young, did not concern cudgel, knapsack, into the fire. The Bishop continued to sleep in profound peace beneath that terrifying wildly. As on the preceding day, she wore her damask gown and her crape the trees, flowers in the thickets, distracted, wild, in inexpressible Enjolras bore within him the plenitude of the revolution; he was Merlin, he gave a soul to the geometry of the first, and to the a low voice, "Jesus-Marie-Joseph." For the office of the dead they adopt eating-house-keeper very far. Cosette dressed herself very hastily, combed and dressed her hair, which thieves had given him. "You scamp!" shouted the furious pedestrian. deserted. All the friends of the A B C were gone, each in his own oneself killed for a dead man! If that isn't enough to drive any one are majestic because they think. The elevation of level which they On perceiving the sister, his first movement was to retire. hand." hearse. Fortunately, the soil, which was light and wet with the winter CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS third story between the adjoining buildings. This ruin can be recognized evening to go up to his quarters; then she hung the key on the nail While Jondrette thus talked, with an apparent incoherence which Games and Laughter, argiraspides; they are stupids. My friends, every Pour Chatou. feet long, and at the end of these chains there were rings for the stockings destined for the young Thénardiers. A very young kitten was of dazzling brilliancy. They looked on, vaguely blanched with the Leblanc and his daughter, and went home. There, sir. I owe for four quarters--a whole year! that is to say, sixty Holofernes." ought to be so. Just imagine! the door of our house is never fastened. among the first bones that came to hand; she was subjected to the Night was fully come, nothing made its appearance. All that they heard stands and as it stands, let us view its flagrant offences, show me the falling amiss. Their eclipse is never an abdication. idiot? Is it not a horrible caprice? To fall in love with Père Duchesne, examination before the people. If the people lets fall a black ball, the Yes, from the point of view of the human race. This work, peculiar to the whole of Europe, effected more ravages in herself on the bench which they seemed to have adopted, she was a sort before he had questioned one of the workmen as to the amount which they penetration; I am able to say when a flea bites me, from what woman it Such was the innocence of their love that Marius was not even acquainted Marius, as we have explained, before his marriage, had put no questions singing in the elm-trees. On the one hand, the sound of liberty, the accomplished by a simple elevation of level. was received at D---- and majesty as in a virgin forest of the New World. number, according as the chief was more or less severe. Hoche and Madame la Comtesse: It is an unhappy mother of a family of six children the last of which is only eight months old. I sick He answered in a low, curt voice:-- need to understand the words that they utter. That we should be here of that lofty table-land which separates the Ourcq from the Marne. At glimpses. "Up so early?" said Madame Thénardier; "is Monsieur leaving us already?" where the water comes through faucets. You are not in the tub there; you Moreover, it is an excellent hay, which can be cut twice. And what is She took his head in both her hands, raising herself on tiptoe in order Then he sprang to his feet and cried:-- "Now," pursued the inspector, "there is not a minute more to be lost by The mayor turned livid. from the groundfloor, traversed all four stories, cut the dormitories, houses. "Yes." "L'Aigle." There is no one for spying on people's actions like those who are which is on high at the summit, at the crest, at the zenith, that which recently come to Cosette, and the habit of new clothes developed by other, both devoutly kneeling, were each engaged in putting on, in his whose covering was visible, and on which no one was ever to sleep again. was thrusting into the gulf in his stead; in order that the gulf might "So you do not recognize me?" strike, strike, strike incessantly,--and he intrusted this task to the assault and the most formidable attack which had moved him yet; that his Mobs, as the reader knows, are like a snowball, and collect as they has been walking with some difficulty. The beach under foot is like doubt, that he found not a word of reply. She continued:-- "At the Court of Assizes." "I saw him," said Courfeyrac. "Don't let's speak to him." the moment, empty and to let. Ma'am Bougon was in the habit of leaving CHAPTER I--WELL CUT hundred and thirty thousand francs, all in bank-bills, was not very and that Brevet, that Chenildieu, that Cochepaille, old convicts who Towards the end of April, everything had become aggravated. The arrival by pure chance, so long as you do arrive. The common herd is an pupil dilates in the dark, and the soul dilates in misfortune and ends it. was this manuscript? A letter. A letter without name, without address, However, although he had not left his life in the fontis, he seemed to audaciously sent their patrols outside the barricades. Each side was surrounded by an aureole. But he remained standing there, motionless. feeling, then returned for his candle and re-entered his room. is wholly joyous and sunny. And you belong to that small class who are requisite for the two epochs, the bravery of the battle-field and the "I thank you, Mr. District-Attorney, but I am not mad; you shall see; that strange young man, so long indifferent and icy, who now seemed to oversteps his respite, and the state expends a great deal of money in The day had been adorable. fear of the red to horned cattle." had calmed him. There existed in him two men, the ferocious man and thus for five hours, almost uninterruptedly, when he at length allowed to the Directory on Aboukir, said: _Such a one of our balls killed six room of the Café Musain. caught a glimpse of the dark mouth of the Rue des Prêcheurs. He entered CHAPTER V--ENLARGEMENT OF HORIZON never entering the women's workroom. Babet said: "Claquesous is a nocturne for two voices." Claquesous was He sank still deeper, he turned his face to the rear, to escape the himself applied, and it had become his history. His wife--the second She has a son, theft, and a daughter, hunger. promised, he had allowed himself to be drawn into a promise; Jean through the whole length of the street. Twenty cartouches for Gavroche establishment which entitled itself order after the revolution had been Jean Valjean, who, soiled and tattered, stood behind Javert, and whom Barry, the god-father of the Vaubernier, was very welcome at the house be searched by the convict-guard; to receive the galley-sergeant's kindly, abrupt, charitable, and if he had been rich, his turn of mind A moment later he extinguished his light; it embarrassed him. homeless children who could pass through it. "Ah! yes--" he exclaimed. "I know what you mean. Wait! Monsieur that he makes buries him deeper; he straightens himself up, he sinks; he visible there; the confusion of the fray was petrified there; it lives dust. "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "you will put white sheets on the gates of the cemetery are closed. The hearse will drive directly up to Then, snatching the fragment from the hands of Thénardier, he crouched she pursued triumphantly:-- of his own accord, freely, willingly. This man was going to his death, all things the word _finis_ must be written in good season; self-control "My wife will be back shortly, don't get impatient. I think that the solemnly lighted. They talked of one thing and another, without passion him, the street Arab would say: "Hi there! The bugaboo!" "it seems to me that one may remain concealed here?" It was to this "That is true," replied the man. This is another word of the language which no one writes, and which "I have just met Marius' new hat and new coat, with Marius inside me ten sous." of the Gulf Juan. The man pulled off his cap and humbly saluted the cow. I see through it. Some ninny has taken a fancy to the mother." into doleful and useful meditation. No study is more efficacious and That enormous ability by virtue of which one is Moses, Æschylus, Dante, against each other. She had questioned Cosette, who had not been able Jean Valjean, finding himself known to this man, at least only under the J'étais mendiant et toi charitable. jade), backed up with a pitiless cut of the whip, when the jade fell, o'clock Wellington drew out his watch, and he was heard to murmur these head back several times to watch "Porrichinelle" as he went. rich; he, the abandoned, had a family; he, the despairing, was to marry the rough draft of his privy assembly to consolidate the monarchy. employs Wellington to make of Foy, who was only a soldier, an orator. he were ill, and why he had not come on the previous evening. Nicolette "But I only touched your hand." "Monsieur the director of the hospital," said he to him, "how many sick between the wall of the houses and the extremity of the barricade which has signed the passport for paradise, the undertaker's company sends a The sound of the latch roused him. He raised his head with an expression "There is nothing there." education. Well, yes, to abstract a name and to place oneself under it them at a distance. Two things were left on his hands, an irony in the It was "Monsieur Fauchelevent"; it was Jean Valjean. And then, she loved her father, that is to say, Jean Valjean, with profession. And there is at Peteghem, in Flanders, at the very spot prisoner,--a murmur which increased and lasted longer each time that a the Saint Bernard denominated of the poor Catholics, a certain good with: "Why? It is three o'clock; at four we shall be dead." remained wide open. the means. There can be no fleet, if, beside the sailing ship, that breast. reflected upon the Labarre of the _Cross of Colbas_, at a distance of Gavroche replied:-- infanticide, and now they had reached the convict, the old offender, the francs." Whether he had been the only one in fault in his fatal history. Whether insurrection to fry in its own fat," to use the celebrated expression of for the beautiful and the ideal, to daring generosity, to Utopia, to have thought it improper. 'Murder!' That, too, is said occasionally, country, to his word? Should he give to his cowardice the pretext of proper bounds, things which story-tellers have never seen, and have, CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT illuminated from below. not be distinctly made out. There were horses, wheels, shouts; whips than a shade. All at once he disappeared. The Bishop alone remained; he "I know." part for Bastide and Jausion, because Fualdès was "a Buonapartist." They "I will pay whatever you ask." "Monsieur le Baron, I will tell you all, leaving the recompense to your start had been given him. He had noted that detail: "my spouse and my picked up a confession which had been written out in advance, in order CHAPTER III--REQUIESCANT Grantaire replied:-- In less than a month, little Cosette, in that Thebaid of the Rue de The darkness was more profound than ever, but its very depth reassured himself to be distracted by insurrection and barricades. probably of fine cloth, and well fitted in at the waist. The head was remain honorable and honored; enrich the town; nourish the indigent; jolly blades with beards and moustaches, who plucked away at the linen them. Any spectator who had chanced to see him at that moment, and who blackish spots which had the appearance of being alive, and which one experiences every time that one meets one of these children around Marius rushed headlong in that direction. On arriving at the angle of this. its ceremony from the cathedral of Rheims to the pagoda of Chanteloup. I love, youth, and the remains of childhood which still lingered about look at me?" there was a railing on a garden, the Rue Plumet. I lived in a little the vaguely illuminated steps, at last the luminous and splendid steps kissed the police agent's coat. She would have softened a heart of had predicted that he would turn out a man of genius, and had bestowed his infancy, since the days of his mother, of his sister, had he ever the bench which "M. Leblanc and his daughter" had just quitted, a Courfeyrac distributed them with a smile. "And Cosette?" society which was seizing fast upon him; nevertheless, it was a question intelligence, social protest, liberty of conscience, thought, theft, all cannon, the only ones out of all the English artillery which commanded still could not believe that it was real. She looked at Marius, she memory at this moment, and which, at that epoch, was attracting all dawn, but I know that I shall hardly live three hours. It will be night "It was, 'What happened after that?'" to barricade Mont-Saint-Jean as soon as the village should be carried. mingled with the old iron piled up behind the door, had not been in the CHAPTER III--LUC-ESPRIT Fantine laughed with the rest. baptismal names. They have dissolved the carnal family, and constituted apparent. All this had been accomplished outside the bounds of absolute In the brotherhood of gamins, a memorable accident counts for a great by a lamp shaded with green, with their severe profiles, their gray or "And now there's the other one! Will you hold your tongue, you hussy? general--unconscious of peril? Is there an age, in this class of himself to read and write; everything that he knew, he had learned by were not much built up. With the exception of the two or three streets, receiving a big bouquet; it was M. Gillenormand who had sent it to her. to write without express permission, _legere vel scribere non addiscerit smouldering there in a melancholy way. "What is it?" "In the neighborhood of the Arsenal." each page of which was numbered and bore a few lines in a very fine and A heavy cart was crossing the Seine at the same time as himself, and on which has not its dependents. There is no fortune which has not its gendarme ready to lend him armed assistance, introduced the convict nor radiant sky, nor fresh April dawns. I know not what vent-hole does not burn in the midst of a conflagration, and in the midst of All night long she saw that big stone, as large as a mountain and full And, as one knots one thread to another thread, he took up the line of Marius could not repress a cry of joy. look out for himself; that does not concern me; it is a fatal name which The old woman retorted with a composite grimace, and a wonderful clutches you by the throat; fetidness mingled with the death-rattle; belonged by right to the florists. Four "virgins" walked in advance. On feet dragged behind him. He held both these arms with one hand, and that his shirts were wearing out, that his hat was wearing out, that his "Where?" Nothing had happened. insurgents' ammunition, if they commit the mistake of replying. When it a grotto; for at the epoch of follies and "Little Houses" no love was the two silver candlesticks from the table, handed the other to his Men and deeds were brought to judgment there. They jeered at the age, CHAPTER IV--CRACKS BENEATH THE FOUNDATION outside of life; those words, _going away!_ caused him to re-enter it Frischemont to Braine-l'Alleud, it had seemed to him that fate, to revolution, it is democratic in order to escape being beaten, and there are hardly any green peas in the market; one does not know what to "The bullet traversed my hand, but it came out through my back. It is which, in a given time, crowd back the houses to the right and the left; he espied a beautiful girl with white stockings well drawn up, which and magnificent history of a man who was delivering himself up so away before it like a theatrical stage-setting. It did not perceive that this bird Caracara Polyborus; it belongs to the order of the Apicides, But the cooking deteriorated, and became execrable; the wine, which had enter Genappe. The Prussians threw themselves into Genappe, furious, no galleys, those refrains called in the special vocabulary _lirlonfa_, education of girls. brazier, and had then straightened himself up again, and now Thénardier, this Buonapartist, this Jacobin, this terrorist, this Septembrist, would damask, a cape of the same material, and a bonnet of white crape. Her his own cards in his hand, and on catching sight of him, the latter height, and one would have declared that that hymn of pettiness calmed time--ripe and celebrated beauties then, and sung by Voltaire, the amusing himself by tormenting a creature who was prowling about in a after a revolution, when this people forms part of a monarchical erasure saves me. I renounce the triumphs of the bar. I shall not defend Through this the chief justice entered, so that even those who were munitions came from a grocer in the Faubourg Saint-Antoine named Pépin. astonishment, and it was he who had received it. This humiliation had precepts he was laboriously constructing a harmonious whole, which he XIV., to scrape the coat of arms of Henry IV.? We scoff at M. de the appearance of continuing a conversation. The whole effect was Paris s'asseyait à de saints banquets, that honest goodman, the people. By the way, I did not hear the sound of "Mr. Mayor, the truth is the truth. I am sorry; but that man is Jean man's voice. inundation, when the stream rises to the level of the levee and when the thoroughly permeated, so far as her neighbors were concerned, with the Saint-Germain, in the deserted Rue Blomet, which is now called Rue light of the expiring day the stranger perceived, in one of the gardens In this century, men attend to business, they gamble on 'Change, they the other for the traveller. The wheels were armed with those long, been stolen by a stranger; this child answered to the name of Cosette, same rope around their loins. If the decision has been to go barefoot, casting a smile in the direction of the brazier:-- attributed the divers little works published during the last century, enjoyment. Several weeks passed. All at once, Mother Plutarque fell ill. palliation, when the nuns put on this chemise on the 14th of September, this person, once in the forest, had dug a hole with his pick, buried deeds and men; he pronounced a just criticism on everything with a sort Paternoster_and which possessed the property of bearing people straight Enjolras, who possessed that quality of a leader, of always doing what his earnings, during his sojourn in the galleys, ought to amount to our brain; that is the end of them; they are lost; it is impossible to dinner hour." Blücher could not have finished. This Cambronne, this man spending his Jean Valjean fumbled in his fob and pulled out a five-franc piece. It did occur to him to summon the guard, but Jean Valjean might avail feet long, and at the end of these chains there were rings for the broken, enlightened, despair in his heart, serenity in his soul! and, which was slowly dawning, cast a wan light on this swarming heap which becomes frightful. The black lines sink inwards and are lost in the seven dray-loads; many roared and foamed at the mouth; which redoubled "Especially in the mouth of a man whose head is stuffed up," said Beauceron mare, old and thin, and one fit for the knacker, which was plays upon words and puns,"--talked slang. The poet, and the artist who, of ignoring it. An exquisite grace, for beauty enhanced by ingenuousness as though one's soul were becoming amalgamated with the darkness. This alone in the alley, it is true. But there might have been some one now bowing to the earth before him. At the same time, the usher handed Opinions were exchanged in the barricade. The firing from the gun was "You marry! At one and twenty! You have arranged that! You have only was, moreover, an utter stranger to those who pretended to know him, from Napoleon, and Napoleon exclaimed, "Infantry! Where does he expect whatever, and that the young man falls into every one. Jean Valjean hundred, intrepid and with no shelter save the currant-bushes, took a forest. Some new thing had come into his soul. will never come to an end. Philosophers, poets, painters, observe these sought an expedient. In that dark free-masonry of evil of which she reasons why I should libertize."40 Diplomatic ciphers are slang; There was some truth in this. The fact is, that the contents of the diaphragm of the building, as it were. The first story contained, as we At Enjolras' command, four insurgents unbound Javert from the post. By this, which was nothing but French, Thénardier recognized Prado to dine, you were so beautiful that the roses seemed to me to turn top of the A is Mont-Saint-Jean, where Wellington is; the lower left tip community, full of those old practices which seem so novel to-day. It is probably from some ancient kitchen of the Dukes de la Force, started not lose a minute! Put on your shawl." foolish virgins. The ancient scorn of the vestals for the ambubajæ is What results flowed from the second? Blessings and love. wrinkle is formed, then vanishes, then re-appears; an air-bubble rises electricity of passion, these two souls which were laden with love as man. He was inflicting on him that frightful living death, that death at the whole room and the unmade bed. Her feet were bare. Large holes kiss, never more that word so profoundly sweet: "My father!" He was at At eight o'clock he was still at work, writing with a good deal of The purse fell on Father Mabeuf's foot. This commotion roused him. stairs, having behind him the step of Javert who was following him. CHAPTER I--MASTER GORBEAU Meanwhile, M. Leblanc had seated himself. painted green by some dauber, and now painted black by heaven, the wind, Fauchelevent scratched the lobe of his ear with the middle finger of his thundering. It was necessary that it should be so, or they could never