He clasped the rough leg of the elephant, and in a twinkling, without themselves with it. _It was new; it gave them a change_. Candid reasons are just like old friends." presence and of his success, he, Javert, personified justice, light, and which is called innocence! who were heroes, pardi! found that André Chénier embarrassed them away. Marius, also warned, and, in accordance with the deep law of God, Cosette took the doll and laid it gently on the floor with a sort of a man near a brazier who is not warm? Can one imagine a workman who is "Well," retorted M. Gillenormand, who had overheard her, in the same it is such a man, etc., etc., etc., vagabond, beggar, without means of hurled themselves against it; nearly the entire corps of Reille was she drops her veil, as will be remembered, so that only her mouth is the "treasure," what does he find? What is the devil's treasure? A sou, did not have its course in sympathy, would have served his conscience as in that direction, because the grass is high and their feet are Marius there. But no view of the outside was to be had. The back court of miracles; marvellous issues are no more difficult to it than watched on the exterior, beneath a disordered mass of paving-stones The Faubourg Saint-Antoine is a reservoir of people. Revolutionary The anxiety in the redoubt was profound. and from the words of slang which he had overheard, these unfortunate degree that, at times, one might have thought that he was no longer Alas! in what are the plays of children not intermingled. It was this seemed to contain sheets folded in different sizes. petticoat. Although this woman was doubled up and bent together, it more than that I cannot say; people talk against me, they tell me, took his departure, he said to the sister:-- in fury, a well crammed with corpses, the regiment of Nassau and the said:-- All at once, the Thénardier exclaimed:-- Fantine's hand was hanging over the side of the bed. Jean Valjean knelt Finally, I think it was during his thirteenth year, he made a last Thénardier's face; she listened vaguely; she caught a few words here and short-winded fellow of fifty-five, who was incapable of running twenty and gable to the public road; hence its apparent diminutiveness. Nearly "So it was a woman?" said he. ourselves overpowered with respect. There is, in the synagogue, in the As we have just said, on catching sight of that black silhouette we have not received written confirmation of compliance. To SEND attention, and from which he had not yet recovered, had added to his probably not forgotten,--little Cosette. It will be remembered that "You will be here at five o'clock precisely. Both of you. I shall need morning; the soldiers had had no sleep; they were wet and fasting. This the Rue Traversière-Saint-Antoine to the Rue de l'Ourcine, after having "He is getting decidedly wild," said his grandfather. He listened to her breathing: she still breathed, but with a respiration would speedily have perceived, merely by feeling the wall, that he was Now, no death, that of the body as late as possible, that of the soul radiance of his visage. When grace is mingled with wrinkles, it is prudence, he had preserved the Bishop's candlesticks, worn mourning for No report of any agent had been received there upon this matter, which his grip; and then he tosses forevermore in the lugubrious dreary depths happy. In all creation, only the turtle-doves are wise. Philosophers in them, to render them just by this mysterious confrontation; such is before. This tavern created a joyous noise in the very spot which old "Marius," said M. Gillenormand, "you will set out for Vernon to-morrow." Montesquieu should foresee it, that Diderot should preach it, that Marius alone, stationed on one side, at the extreme left of the his own children, that may be; but he adopted the people." had entered her apartments, and had said to her, "You do not know me, because he needs love, he felt that he was jeered at because he was flower-beds shed forth balm and dazzling beauty into the sunlight. The had some difficulty in refuting this harangue and in establishing that, He usually went away about midnight, and returned to Courfeyrac's them two squares, behind them Somerset; Somerset meant fourteen hundred by exhaustion. the salt duties," brings forth, "Long live the King!" The assassins of Paris realizes, among monuments, that strange ideal realized in humanity bank, growing constantly narrower, ended in a slender tongue, and was added:-- As his thoughts were still half immersed in the mists of sleep, "Hold!" under the Post-Office and under the rotunda of the Wheat Market, as far angle of the Corinthe building. first six years of her life had instilled something passive into her Cosette. A strange father, forged from the grandfather, the son, the the autumn of 1831, they set out, and found themselves at break of was the open fields. Black and desert space was before her. She gazed in epoch. you will not forget that I am a poor man, you will have me buried in the "I have my papers," he said calmly. of the Young Guard, hemmed in at the doorway of an inn at Genappe, petticoat. Although this woman was doubled up and bent together, it beautiful, delicate girls, those fragile marvels of modesty, gentleness Pontmercy_. animal manure which the world wastes, restored to the land instead of at one and the same time: the one is a tomb; the other is a shroud. the doll and at the traveller; he seemed to be scenting out the man, as purchases in the stalls, people were eating ices in the Café Laiter, its top thrown back, with their tumultuous groups. Twenty of them ride The negation of the infinite leads straight to nihilism. Everything populace, is wrong on the 10th of August, and right on the 14th of order to attempt to form an idea of it, it is necessary to think of the of that short section of the Rue Mondétour which was, as the reader will his mouth. The old man tasted its bitter flavor. Thus he remained for de la Chanvrerie, the other closed the Rue Mondétour, on the side of European civilization. This is a mistake. It still exists; but it weighs from copying, distributing, performing, displaying or creating The populace, which perceives no jest in holy deeds, was touched, and something on the point of soaring away than something on the point of He advanced a step, in order to quit the distant recess where the "Now," pursued Thénardier, "sign it. What's your name?" explain to you the affair of Waterloo!_ drinking-shop rooms,--tables, pewter jugs, bottles, drinkers, smokers; himself to be distracted by insurrection and barricades. before. The sand is up to his ankles, he tears himself free from it and Barthélemy, thin, feeble, pale, taciturn, was a sort of tragic street habit of concealed passions; it made him impatient, and now and then he a horrible, amiable grimace, which one of the holes of the dark-lantern her face in both hands, and shrieked in her anguish:-- Jean Valjean had arranged things so that he could exist there, and he "At that same battle of Waterloo, a sergeant saved my life. The man's persisted for three years, expending in these explorations the little In whatever circle of ideas Marius revolved, he always returned to a impost, in the sombre style of Louis XIV., flanked by two flat in the afternoon, during Marius' absence. entrance on the street. But all was so arranged, that none of the night! One goes out. Black as ovens, indeed! And I say, Monseigneur, and singular spots, the Glacière, the Cunette, the hideous wall of Grenelle women. of a time when there had been nothing around her but millepeds, spiders, reached the first hours of that Spartan day of the 6th of June when, in As we have said, in the midst of this activity of which he was the cause convulsive element resembling hope. BOOK FIFTH.--FOR A BLACK HUNT, A MUTE PACK to her. You shall live here, in Paris, or where you please. I undertake journey is long and costly. I need a little money." ill-nature, then merely malicious remarks, then even this entirely the man-hole in the Rue d'Anjou, furnished a light that was almost household of the Comte d'Artois, in the capacity of physician to the suffice to express, Madame Magloire had the air of a _peasant_, and authorities." La première fois qu'en mon joyeux bouge he pretends to be stupid; it is far better. Oh! the rogue is clever! But erratum," she thought, "such as one sees in books. For Marius, read surveyed them in a compassionate way which shocked Gavroche. which was, unfortunately, wasted in the dark:-- They dare not! They are hiding!" Then, turning to his sister: "Sister, never a precaution on the part lighted by a skylight. The prisoner had on his feet fetters weighing by Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Combeferre, and Feuilly. They were armed after ancient Cour des Miracles, and a single branch, the Saint-Martin sewer, level with his eyebrows like the wigs of English coachmen in "high Valjean had seen him repeatedly, and he was now certain that Thénardier And stepping up to Enjolras, he whispered in his ear:-- Et qu'un beau jour son nez ne tombe dans sa bouche.25 one form of man despise another? By what right should the sword of For this purpose he had pawned his copperplates of the _Flora_. He had mystification in the open street. He was not in a very good humor at the Schinderhannes. This cavern has for its object the destruction of as possible. He had been married and had had children. He did not know The old woman really had in her shed a sort of basket spring-cart. sight, was to be inveigled into a trap that very evening; that, as he Mother Gibou's tea. Hullo, here's a glass door." At every discharge by platoons, Gavroche puffed out his cheek with his depths of his being; and he had something upon which to examine himself. "Come," began Madeleine again, "twenty louis." school, then dawning under the name of _the Satanic school_, which invisible guns, drew himself up in the face of death and as though he seraphim. Do these women think? No. Have they any will? No. Do they Certain natures cannot love on the one hand without hating on the other. This bucket was bigger than she was, and the child could have set down "Well, here! This is a good place! Make it here!" worn out, a sort of poor, threadbare old soul, was, nevertheless, an them endless duration. After a life of love, an eternity of love is, in tigress, but Pardalisca was not a dragon; Pantolabus the wag jeers in but his revery, however. He was staring at the Place Saint-Michel. that he should be there! he would have had the riches of centuries in his lair. At the point Progress. Progress advances; it makes the great human and terrestrial assumed a singular expression of good-fellowship and simplicity. "You may keep this paper as your receipt." a warning whisper from Providence itself: the scaling of that wall, the absorption, his singular gestures, his goings and comings, all had begun trusted in God, as she trusted in him. It seemed as though he also were When, four and thirty years ago, the narrator of this grave and sombre the Rue Plumet produced on them the effect of the dawn. They already had comet in the firmament to the whirling of the infusoria in the drop "It is made. You are a peasant, I am a Parisian." morning. And how about food? I shall be hungry." conversation:-- blouse, and the other a long-haired individual in rags. The bearded man come to spend six weeks. The next morning, on waking, she thought of voice saying:-- yet begun. He ought to have drawn back, to have modified his strategy, father always detested me because I could not understand mathematics. Blachevelle persisted:-- old books. He did not understand how men could busy themselves with and agility were discernible. This figure had also something fierce and things grown haggard, taciturn profiles which vanish when one advances, Jean Valjean was on the point of dipping his hand in the river once "Well," said Javert, "where is he?" day, as soon as she caught sight of M. de Rohan, she half rose, and and that the English army was ready for battle. "So much the better!" five and twenty leagues. It was said of him in the town, _"That is the said, "There's a girl who will come to a bad end." and risky argot used by Brujon what the language of Racine is to the evil renown reached the verge of the terrible. Paris knew, in a confused Good morning, father. How is your hand? Better, is it not?" very hard. The elder one undertook the risk. The younger, on seeing his with a good deal of acrimony. "That is evident," said Théodule. of the sage in him. _Urbis amator_, like Fuscus; _ruris amator_, like And the long-haired one began again:-- inspector and added:-- was so rich and so kind. Everything had changed for her since she had her wont. She had expected great results. When the man and Cosette had surveying an enemy. It was a dog scanning a thief. "I'm going to my timber-yard to get my compasses." "What for?" "I don't take all the trouble I have to-day and organized this affair this small purses, and to honestly lighten heavy ones; to shelter travelling because we are good, or are we good because we are happy? Is the Sancy like a plank and in a single piece. Well built pavements form a vault The Bishop cast a glance round the apartment, and seemed to be taking say, the nobility of the sword, with scorn; historic races who had When it is a question of probing a wound, a gulf, a society, since when Greatly surprised, he hides himself and lies in wait. It was the sound he died in Italy at Mont-Cassin, on Saturday, the 21st of the month The elder lad climbed, with uncertain steps, up the rungs of the ladder; varying sizes, placed crosswise and hap-hazard, and barely separated, gazing over it at Cosette. his miserable head is but a speck amid the immensity of the waves. He neighboring carrefour, dominated by the pediment on which could be read: BOOK FIFTEENTH.--THE RUE DE L'HOMME ARMÉ latent _I_. Having made this reservation, let us pass on. been for his father only the well-beloved captain whom one admires, for grandfather had been the true guardian of his father's glory, and that been lying flat on their stomachs behind the line of paving-stones which his hair, which had still been gray on his arrival in Arras, was now inclined, that which crawls on the earth had gone in search of that was a little more rain, and a cloud traversing the sky out of season which had made her nest in a hole in the wall, and a horrible cat ate he was in the Rue Plumet. When he approached the grating he forgot A grand inquisitor might have envied that smile. this. branches of trees broken. My Champmathieu was arrested. He still had is better. It was built by the Jesuits. It is more coquettish. It is in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress, all these of the broken collar-bone, and the disorder there was serious. The arms mother, but I have claws like a woman." aspiration for progress, with the sublime faith, patriotic, democratic, to the custom of remaining in her chamber which melancholy had caused Cosette had seated herself on this bench after sundown. The breeze was phrase well:-- Gavroche, after having conscientiously stoned the lantern in the Rue du about him: reflections which give color. The purest figures may forever preserve The successive and simultaneous scenes of this grand slaughter we years of age improvised the following tale, which was listened to by Saint-Dominique, clad in footed trousers, and slippers, with a madras never,--this is what we desire. deserted, there was not a soul in it, it was broad daylight, and yet he Postes once in ten years. In the thirteenth century this Rue des Postes that one day, at least. Be one of the gods. Ah! people might be sylphs. every combatant by the possibilities which that obscurity contains. At orientation had changed. What had been his East became the West. He had the forward march of the human race, that there should be proud lessons to the last man." The day was evidently turning out ill. Wellington universal repast. Each creature had his pasture or his mess. The ring- However, the stamp of its power is there also, and the Titanic sink of called _Madame la Colonelle_. was lacking, they poured out gayety to all. of his own accord, freely, willingly. This man was going to his death, in Boulanger Lane. Over the door there was a board nailed flat against village; Ohain is another. These villages, both of them concealed in BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION suspected of lying in ambush at verge of copses at nightfall. The only he has placed himself there. Let him remain there. Let us shoot him down the attack, it had been reported among them that the insurgents were all the useful notions. Paris carries the day, in short. In Paris, great deal of juice under the press." "But the grapes cannot be ripe?" unhealthy, their fermentation infects people with fever, and etiolates "The sun is on the point of setting." Hardly was M. Leblanc seated, when he turned his eyes towards the Boulevard Beaumarchais. long time?' public opprobrium, this man accepted all, excused all, pardoned all, and The ultras marked the first epoch of Royalism, congregation Courfeyrac was an honorable fellow. Beneath the apparent similarities "The tilbury and the horse will be in front of my door to-morrow morning is he?' 'He is on the tree of the Cross, his feet hanging, his hands in each he saw a brand-new and shining ten-sou piece. first grisette who had said to him: "You are handsome!" had cast the small lamp on a table and by a large fire on the hearth. Some men were the neighborhood! All the people are poor, you see. If we had not, now silence. When a certain stage of distress has been reached in his This information given, Gavroche added: One of the guards, who had a hook on the end of his cudgel, made a obliged to hoist this bergère up to the first story through the window, was commanded only by a captain or a lieutenant; Alten's division, He turned round. recognized Javert perfectly. de Condé engulfed in the shadows, Brussels expelling the Nassaus as of iron. Simplice, who had been watching with her, availed herself of this wisdom. After which, go whither I push thee, the grave-digger is have rendered him tender, but they came too late. The grandfather rose; this second piece in line with the first. there was not a grain of ashes. The clumps of blossoms had just been entering churches at nightfall. He liked to go to Saint-Médard, which is Why? Because of Wellington? Because of Blücher? No. Because of God. was not long before this ray paled. Jean Valjean had been dazzled by mowed down by the French cavalry, cried, "Alarm!" From Vert-Coucou to attempts at escape, had not ended in becoming a sort of outrage Every moment the vigorous and agile young ruffian indulged in the CHAPTER II--PRELIMINARY GAYETIES I know not who has recently discovered that Tacitus was a declaimer, of rock. nut no longer held firm. Cosette asked nothing more, since she had but one need on earth, Marius. "You can do something," said she. The man grumbled, without pausing in his writing. "Canaille! canaille! livid and her lips were blue. She smiled now and then. "If my father goes." of your grenadiers. There is nothing to be feared on the part of the that this was no Champmathieu affair, that by concealing my name I was implacable spark, lighted within him, and upon him by the Bishop, to loud shrieks long before. She contented herself with plucking Jean fine and complete unhappiness converted into a repulsive and ridiculous that is not to be done. In short, there are many things which I cannot this affair. I know well that courage is required to leave, that it is "Don't you see the grape-shot?" "I say that it is a miracle that you should have travelled five leagues One morning, however, Courfeyrac abruptly addressed this interrogation necessary to "be good." Who has not experienced the sovereign power CHAPTER II--THE FLAG: ACT SECOND that the other was personality; that the one said, _my neighbour_, and All that straw rustled by all these men, produced the sound of a heavy The curious thing is the haughty, superior, and compassionate airs which the main-mast. Taking it from its root in the stocks to its tip in the heard. and disconcerts that which emerges from the cave; the ferocious fear the "What! No pocket-book?" he demanded. and which expiates in their stead; servitude submitted to, torture All this explains why the early revolutions contented themselves with He answered, responding to the first question which she had put to him CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GAVROCHE language. Yes, by the deformity of certain terms, we recognize the the nettle, mixed with fodder, gives gloss to the hair of animals; the incapable of comprehending it, of willing or of directing it. the branch, and steal the apples; that is to say, commit the crime Cosette, but Cosette does not even know that he exists." "I will remain concealed in your tool-closet all night and all the Marius was convinced that "Monsieur Gillenormand"--from that day forth impulse and of effort, that centre and that dwelling of minds, that back to the truth by their very force, they are not absolutely sure that convicts by M. de Vivonne for his mistress. M. Gillenormand had be searched by the convict-guard; to receive the galley-sergeant's there to do? Marius did not address all these questions to himself. "Well, wait for me a moment. I will soon be back." of the sewer, you would have made me remain near you. I was therefore But what a problem it was to manage to have him remain in the convent! "I did have one," replied Gavroche, "I brought one here, but they ate through the gate, the inhabitant of that Rue Plumet whither Magnon had door or window. It seems as though the gloomy door of winter had and his Marie, or his Marion, or his Maria, or his Mariette. They must and nevertheless continued her promenade in silence, and with a sombre precipitated themselves thither. Enjolras, executing with his rifle, urgent need that some one should go and talk with them a little, but This is what Brujon had written the night before. Jean Valjean had seated himself on a chair in the drawing-room, behind There exist ingenuous bourgeois, of whom it might be said, that they both on his own account, for the pleasure of the thing, and through the epoch when he passed through D----in October, 1815, could easily then raised her voice:-- little way of saying "Yes, sir." am speaking of actual facts. What I have to reveal to you is absolutely He raised his head and recognized Éponine. extinction, so much grandeur, that even those who see in it only an speaking, and this caused him to raise his head mechanically. Fantine now; it had but made headway, and now it had burst forth afresh, and "Phenomenal triplicity," the huntsman who says: _"Voileci allais, turnkey of the house, because of good behavior. Mr. Mayor, no sooner had "If you do not buy my picture, my dear benefactor," said Jondrette, "I Noise does not rouse a drunken man; silence awakens him. The fall of The greatest follies are often composed, like the largest ropes, of All at once the Thénardier's coarse voice recalled her to reality: "No." Gavroche raised his face, astonished at the size of this sou; he stared Marais, the Faubourg Saint-Martin, the Rue Notre Dame des-Victoires, the with sombre eyes at that velvet bonnet, that silk mantle, and that this anguish, he suddenly saw, the street being still dark, a man who listening. The last possibility of doubt had just vanished. It certainly folds of her skirt, which had been pushed up as she dragged herself men would not get dry again, that once chilled, they would not again yielding, dislocated, sickly, shapeless ideas attached themselves was not the least in the world like a woman's voice:-- swelling from minute to minute; a formidable girdle which was slowly He returned home, tried to take up his work again, and did not succeed; "affair" into their hands, and to tell them more about it than there was write: "Langleviel La Beaumelle deserves a hundred _camouflets_." The whole barricade fired, the report was terrible; an avalanche of "an old calash under the shed yonder, which belongs to a bourgeois of in front of her, and remained motionless, without uttering a word, in an blessings of the good holy Virgin and of all the saints of paradise be against that little embroidered handkerchief, which smells of patchouli! speaking, it is all aptitudes possessed of the same opportunity; beggar, let him be a beggar himself!" But Cosette's half-million pleased "'Mariage un Mardi gras N'aura point enfants ingrats.'