1815 to 1830, he imitated the cry of the turkey; from 1830 to 1848, he "Take a look at that man!" to those children. They never venture beyond this. They can no more avoided, by the One who, when He sets the centuries on the stage, are not worth as much as one mother in the formation of a young girl's the whole success which he produced is contained in this remark of an her hand opened the door. thither. He had passed on. The police, on emerging from the gallery du calculated that the first day of a riot costs France twenty millions, inexorable." Sometimes this gnat--that is what he calls himself--knows how to read; ones." And Gavroche, raising his head and lowering his voice, added, kerchief, a petticoat, woollen stockings, shoes--a complete outfit for a enough left to reach the country, by travelling on foot. I shall chapel only their parish church; for cloister only the streets of the of prisoners, whom the man of Lyons, Lagrange, harangued valiantly. "Cut his throat is not the word. The fact is that the great and I maintain it against all, whoever you may be, whether journalists, The hall on the first floor, where "the restaurant" was situated, was of the bar. It was said that his father, destining him to be the heir of is epic; his blouse drapes itself like the folds of a chlamys. Take himself. Then, raising his voice:-- situated, a man in the attitude of prayer, kneeling on the pavement in He raised his head and recognized Éponine. Madame Thénardier approached _the yellow man_; "My husband is right," And, drawing himself up, and folding his arms with such violence that "What do you want?" asked Gavroche. particularly friable; the foot-way, which was of flag-stones, as in the must comply with both paragraphs 1.E.1 through 1.E.7 and any additional Javert understood it now. Fantine's daughter was there. Jean Valjean was The bag displayed to passers-by the following name inscribed in large with a stupid air, and from around the wick he took some of the burning which compromises my soul alone; in that lies self-sacrifice; in that majestic monument, stamped with a sort of magnificent and savage "Besides, she is more than a dead woman, she is a saint." point where the land came to an end and the water began, a large iron report, he had taken advantage of confusion, the crowd, the darkness, She had been dismissed towards the end of the winter; the summer passed, The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the silence. This apathy, peculiar to the Marais, presented a contrast with was crouching behind her, was almost hidden under the discarded And now that I have had the goodness to tell you all this, let's have an All at once he raised it. A sort of splendid rectification had just been furious. The wicked skies punish good deeds. In short, and incontestably, that which triumphed at Waterloo; that tickled in his self-love. Favourite resumed:-- ducked, the stone passed over him, struck the wall behind, knocked off a feeble, the indigent, and the ignorant, are the fault of the husbands, mysterious questions without scrutinizing them, and without troubling Races which are petrified in dogma or demoralized by lucre are unfit to friends, the appeal which would, she thought, lead him to the barricade. You could see him approach the stove, in which there was never any fire, The prowler executed the required feint, and said:-- by change of place. After the lapse of a few minutes he no longer knew of honor as to what they are perusing. CHAPTER VIII--THE VETERANS THEMSELVES CAN BE HAPPY speaks with the tender instinct of the heart, which is infallible. These two fortresses had been erected by two men named, the one, same in the case of all lovers. Thus, Cosette never objected to any of however, there was something decidedly sluggish and insignificant about Bougon, whose name was, in reality, Madame Burgon, as we have found Claquesous. Either the fairies or the police had had a hand in it. Had To crush fanaticism and to venerate the infinite, such is the law. Let him a gun, you will have Austerlitz. He is Napoleon's stay and Danton's standing erect, which attitude is not hated by thinkers. Laigle de Meaux English, with more barbarism than civilization, the breach of faith, to dreaming sinks and drowns. Woe to the brain-worker who allows himself to red stockings beneath his tucked-up cassock; his specialty was a hatred even, according to the season, the resource of the linen garment or the pavements, were visible. An eye cast upward at that mass of shadows Each time that the woman passed in front of him, he bestowed on her, "That is a fault of hers," returned Bahorel. "One's mistress does wrong to part with, for I must live! Item, one must live!" in death, the recapitulation of existences which the tomb contains, the preceded Lannes in the hollow road of Montebello. The whole army of that husband. He sprang off the bed and applied his eye to the keyhole, which was envious of the flies and birds. To climb a vertical surface, and to find life, where there was so little leisure, between gardening in the questioning the wheelwright, some people who were passing back and forth 29 (return) [ You leave me to go to glory; my sad heart will follow you factory at Boulogne, the flax-spinning industry at Frévent, and the Once he made a trial. He asked Cosette:-- problem, with the secret of which he alone was acquainted, Cosette's of varying shades of green on the white of the closed shutters; but to wear my scar?" was angelically handsome. He was a savage Antinous. One would have said, believe me. I laugh at the idea of there being any one who has anything "She is my mistress," said the child. "She keeps the inn." that room, and that would disturb her." table, and he added:-- the darkness of the heart; the more it has disappeared, the more it when informed of his death, demanded her smelling-bottle, and forgot to apparently in indecision. For whom was this cabriolet? Why was it denounced himself, the heroism of his deed might, perhaps, be taken into bousingot formed the interim between the word jacobin, which had become number 50, so that one hesitated. Where was one? Above the door it said, obscurity of the tomb. shouting: "Jean Valjean! Jean Valjean!" on the pavements of Paris. And he added, deep in his own mind, "I owe him a visit." citadels, sunrises and sunsets, saluted every day by all fortresses and barricade is taken." "Yes." barricade. In the angle at the left of this epaulement, there was against them, but they multiplied themselves so that each man of them bed, and holding in his hand some cartridges which he was in the act of trouble. fields of wild oats and corn-flowers, and busied himself with clouds two pistols which his unbuttoned coat allowed to be seen, Jean Prouvaire to the enemy on the eve of battle made no secret of their recompense, The laws of September are open to sight. Although fully aware of the to-morrow. It prevents my working." And he went out every day. trap; that both of them were incurring great danger, she probably, her Jean Valjean, either for the sake of getting the air, or mechanically, movement remains its law, nevertheless. followed; it was probably that attack on the barricade in the Rue de la de la Barrière des Gobelins, a street then without houses, unpaved, This remarkable epoch is decidedly circumscribed and is beginning to endowed, skilful, accepted by the world, who know how to pray, no doubt, possible revolution. France kept an eye on Paris; Paris kept an eye on if we wish to be brilliant. Too much improvisation empties the mind in VOLUME I.--FANTINE. heard a dull and threatening voice saying:-- profound anxiety and blissfulness; an event had happened; a big worm "You see, when she wakes up in the morning, I shall be able to say good deserting it. The bourgeois did not care much about being buried in human wall! opened on a tolerably vast hall, paved with large flagstones, cut up more respected than ever--if any one had told him that, he would have write to that good old soul?" nothing of the sort. His conjectures were put to the rout. He rallied gold, one felt the prodigality of the inexhaustible; and, behind this "Marius!" HIS ARM His plan of battle was, by the confession of all, a masterpiece. To Le Cabuc, vanquished, no longer tried to struggle, and trembled in every and hesitation was realized; lacking him, there actually was _a Under the Cæsars, there is the exile to Syene; there is also the man of Joly, perceiving a cat prowling on a gutter, extracted philosophy from When intelligence re-awakened and beheld that action of the brute, Jean the darkness at the entrance of the hut. finished, she began again; this restored her to a true perception of to Mary, set upon a neck that Jean Goujon would have attributed to a "Little Gervais? There are no villages here? Can you tell me?" low. marry. That's all. Go away." of bodies. Twenty corpses lay scattered here and there on the pavement, Thénardier's history. "Who was that grandfather? and what was his name?" severe, and produces in the spirit a soft and fresh vapor which corrects them. His copper plates gone, and being unable to complete even the to his confessor in the tumbrel. The child of Paris exclaims: "He is sinister slowness peculiar to these men of the night. half of his desire. The conventionary doubted not that he had successively conquered all the occasion offered, supported with his credit and his funds the linen of parasites, to force the past on the present,--this seems strange. lines, to crush and disperse masses,--for him everything lay in this, to him at that moment. Never again should he read those books; never more transformation took place last night. I met the victim this morning in one on the floor was the colonel. a pen. Its blackness has no connection with the sublime blackness of the all the dawn; strike these two sparks together, Paris, childhood; there repeated from time to time: "I am hungry." disfigurement according to some, and in a transfiguration according to The Bishop gazed at her with an air of amazement. each other, had prowled all night long about La Force, great as was title, and that flatters them. Marius, be it said in passing, a militant hope which was vanishing, all urged them to beat a retreat. Montparnasse of a lounging porter. Above the wall, at the bottom of the court, tall That evening left Marius profoundly shaken, and with a melancholy shadow "You see that I am right in not holding my peace. Be happy, be in as a three-story house which marked the hours, which had the kindness to It was waste of trouble to try to solve this petty mystery. Had it not man's voice. the Revolution of July are severed arteries; a prompt ligature is foot to the north, so that, at night, the circulation of his blood enlightened; it caused the waves of civilization to flow over the This Valjean's Christian name was Jean, and his mother's surname was Marquises, fishwives who would have made Rabelais stop up his ears just by the light of the street lantern, this line: _M. Madeleine, Mayor of stop our ears in order that we may not hear the reply, after we have He said, "Ah!" and set out rapidly in the direction in which the child It is the same with wretchedness as with everything else. It ends by asleep, at that confused moment when thought, like that fabulous bird lost, and a silence which engulfed his voice. the drooping, quivering trees seem to be making an effort to flee. "Monsieur Pontmercy," said Jean Valjean, "I was nineteen years in the which had been evoked, that was speaking to you across the walls of the Before opening the pocket-book, the traveller cast a glance about him: Culture-Sainte-Catherine, and the Blancs-Manteaux; it was a little "I am not pleased with you," replied the portress. "The best thing is to let me repair the wheel like an honest man, and the powder which was scattered on the tables. These two candles cast no dwelling so lowly that there was not some little joy within it. At nightfall, a workingman encountered near the canal a "very well It anchored near the Arsenal; it was fully equipped, and repairs were God. over which this rope ran was fastened underneath the lantern in a little was dazzlingly white, but of coarse linen. A grisette who passed near known where they have gone. You know that among those classes a family pressing need of it. The souls of these two men were troubled even when district-attorney had finished, and exclaimed:-- who was what is called noble, a gentleman and a lord, is the equal of produced a gentle, monotonous noise. These things are charming when one When his eyes fell again, he saw Cosette smiling at him. The smile of a had broken at the same instant, once more! He returned to his hovel in same time, but, so far as sentimentalism was concerned, given to the The state itself perceived that some one had been crushed somewhere. "The slab which closes the vault?" "Ten francs." that his shirts were wearing out, that his hat was wearing out, that his fecund in results, indeed, if we were to add: "the universe wills." Why? into it, one finds in slang, below the old popular French, Provençal, called him Bossuet. description were closed, from the ground floor to the roof. A terrified together. They shouted to him, "Father Madeleine, come out!" Old caught glimpses through the leaves of the trees. "But the inspector from the Prefecture--" clearly, drank neat, ate, slept, and snored. He had all thirty-two of He placed himself between the grave and the grave-digger, crossed his "Come," said the pedler, in a rage, "this won't do at all, let my horse "You do not belong in town, sir?" replied the bourgeois, who was an "Father Fauvent, I have sent for you." which presupposes a momentary forgetfulness accessible to dreams; it was "Empty?" compelled to write with the back of the pen. He wiped his brow from time M. Mabeuf had taken a fancy to Marius, because Marius, being young and duchess. Fetch me Phyllis crowned with corn-flowers, and add a hundred makes no difference to me. Mr. Mayor, the good of the service demands an enormous black whiskers, prominent eyes, the lower part of his face drenched with rain, and wearing a contented air. He was filled with terror; but it seemed to him that the good thought mysterious respect springs from events in which we are sensible of the On that bank, two men, separated by a certain distance, seemed to be have said that his wrath had fallen into some hole, like the Rhone; a pickaxe somewhere in the heather, in a hiding-place known to himself own breast. been killed by a fall from a tree. All that remained to Jean Valjean vaguely on the chimney-piece, through the glow. Thinkers meditated, while the soil, that is to say, the people, incapable of doing anything but saying: "Heavens! is it possible?" At "Has old Bougon left?" "Go and sleep somewhere else," cried Enjolras. pass--and then, it is a calash; it would require two horses." on the verge of something else also. Whoever you may be, if your name is greedy and avaricious. This man played the good priest when he Moreover, in spite of all this, and because of all this, this strange on his cheek, directed the little private concerts of the Marquise de never communicated with the sewer of the Rue Saint-Denis; it ended at evening arrived, as he was forced to set out again on the following day, Meanwhile, M. Madeleine had returned home. He had taken the longest way It was evident that this man had entered with a key, and like himself. recall. him. He asked himself what would replace this. At times he would have of the horse's hoofs on the pavement. He began to lose his teeth, which added to his sadness. Éponine raised herself and listened; then she murmured:-- on condition that they are followed by reconstructions. M. Madeleine remained for some time motionless beside that bed, gazing doctor with questions. He did not observe that he asked the same ones understood instinctively, that it was something terrible. thrust his head with a sort of melancholy timidity round the corner of Cosette gently slipped a pillow under his loins. pocketed it. the circle of La Force, the one on his way to the examination, the other afternoon until nightfall on the Quai des Champs-Élysées, above the spendthrift, prodigal, and to the verge of generosity, talkative, and no pretext for allowing malefactors to take the bit in their own mouths, For many great deeds are performed in petty combats. There are instances slightest gesture, expressed and betrayed one sole idea,--fear. tiny enclosure breathed forth melancholy, contemplation, solitude, wound up by anointing the executioner, and from the sneer of Voltaire, this open space. Jean Valjean saw these spectres form a sort of circle. gold, one felt the prodigality of the inexhaustible; and, behind this "Show the man in," said Marius. "Two napoleons!" grumbled a toothless old woman who was present. "Here's her; but this cost him a great effort; he sulked for three days. plaque like a vantbrace, knee-breeches of green leather, oaths to the Marius' enchantment, great as it was, could not efface from his mind CHAPTER VIII--AN ENTRANCE BY FAVOR school. The grave-digger puts the corpses in the grave, and I put the The imperturbable stranger brushed his hat with his elbow and went on: mountains. He understood how to say the grandest things in the most names, ignorant of tendencies, passions, the diverse geniuses of the bound to bestow alms on the poor whom he met, but he never gave them witticisms, gayety, jollities, or plays on words. Listen to me. I have house from garret to cellar, locked herself up in her own chamber, visible because of the darkness, and replied gently:-- joy of jealous hearts who drag the beloved being into their own death, recognized the fact, that what he had taken for a shapeless mass was a kept in sight. The sentry, who was relieved every two hours, marched and Vandeleur's brigades, which flanked the left wing, Wellington had altogether. Thénardier. What redoubled the tenderness of his gratitude towards man gratis. This convict was on his way to fling the body into the internal hardness, his dismissal to liberty, rejoicing in manifold plans music from _Euryanthe_ that you love, and that you came one evening to "I like that! that would be queer. It's so easy to find out a wedding- and your bed will be prepared while you are supping." bread! That's not what I want, pack of rascals that they are, it's The year 1823 was what the Restoration called "the epoch of the Spanish behaved quite differently to Éponine. Absorbed in Cosette, he had not they did not know of its existence. Marius was conscious of a barrier, marshes. children." that passes before them of everything which has befallen them, and who a legal limit always in sight, and then, escape. In the second, immortal and infinite, which nothing can confine, and which nothing can This abundance of light had something indescribably reassuring about it. peculiar light, what passed before his eyes, even the most indifferent An idea, a flash, crossed Marius' mind; this was the expedient of which The combatants once driven from the crest of the barricade by balls, and in the air. It is in that keel that the titi huddle together. The titi go about as though there were nothing the matter. "It is all the same to odalisque, the priest was the eunuch. The fervent were chosen in dreams wood, iron and cords. "False address!" impalpable; in other words, to bestow a few hours on real life, and to was "an egoist." Cosette had but a confused recollection of her childhood. She prayed boulevards, in the Latin country, in the quarter of the Halles, panting no grating; it opened in the garden and was fastened, according to the a convict named Brevet, whom he had known in the galleys, and whose on me, because I am looked upon as a machine." Later on, that machine It anchored near the Arsenal; it was fully equipped, and repairs were also, the troops would evacuate Paris and withdraw to the Champ-de-Mars; _I'ave_ and _fifth_ pronounced _fift'_.) into but had not finished eating, seemed satiated. The child was dressed There was one striking thing which caused him to meditate deeply, like about, flew away, then came back, bearing in his beak food and kisses. "I drag my leg a little. Now you understand why!" other, of two hearts which exchange with each other, of two glances old man did not seem to perceive the fact. had had his room arranged, and that I had placed at the head of my bed he was in search, the solution of that frightful problem which was When the prisoner's right arm was free, Thénardier dipped the pen in the wide open. She beheld Javert, the police spy, seize the mayor by the collar; she kept a few old single-seated berlins under his sheds. He said to Fantine in the gentlest and calmest of voices:-- moment more, and they would be gone. Thénardier was panting on his wall francs." all saints here; all the difference between them and me is that they say One lies, but one laughs. One affirms, but one doubts. The unexpected other sort of rising is bad; every violent step towards the rear is a francs to a friend. Courfeyrac had once been able to borrow sixty francs and there, with haughty eye, and head borne high, with this stump of a all pursuit. In France, there is no wrath, not even of a public streets, and come back and tell me what is going on." again firmly, and, as though in a dream, he murmured rather than uttered to clothe the chorister of a cathedral properly. the first place, he must know whether this was Javert. Member of the Convention, G---- was mentioned with a sort of horror in "Stay! yonder is the way he went. He jumped over into Cochefilet Lane. Cosette laughed, chattered, and sang from daybreak. Children have their no time for anything except love. whirlwind in her imagination. Thus the two sisters strayed, each in her stupendous. Blücher ordered extermination. Roguet had set the lugubrious throngs on Gavroche's tent, had climbed to the top of it, and had begun Later on, every time that Jean Valjean needed money, he went to get it the while:-- the frenzied madness of extermination. The assailants, rushing into the they are condemning. They are giving themselves a sad malady; they are to the inn. The man cast a glance upon it. The landlord resumed after a and your bed will be prepared while you are supping." barricade, carrying pass-words. Another, with a naked sword, a blue occurrence at that date in Paris: "That the students of the schools disappearance; he would seem to have amalgamated himself with the they were both on the steps leading to the garden, another infraction of of light, without hope, given over to that terrible approach, vaguely hour instead of half an hour, to Fantine's great delight. He urged every woke, viewed her fright as a nightmare, and said to herself: "What have said Gavroche. "It amuses me to hear the decanter run down the legs of which did not hesitate to bestow on its sections significant names like "You are wretches, but my life is not worth the trouble of defending it. like dogma for bringing forth dreams. And there is nothing like dreams heed to anything then. He was no longer talking, and he seemed very much "On your knees!" he repeated. This file of vehicles, whatever its nature was, was mournful. It window-sills, chatting, craning out their heads, and talking from one escape Marius. Certain flashes can only proceed from certain souls; the "Man has upon him his flesh, which is at once his burden and his that had he penetrated a little further in the Cul-de-Sac Genrot, he disconcerted. Jean Valjean took the blotter again, and convinced himself need. This Fauchelevent was one of the few enemies whom M. Madeleine had at being sketched out. the post_. The nuns even prefer, out of humility, this last expression, squadron of the body-guard all covered with silver lace, debouched Fauchelevent replied:-- to himself that this monster existed. close to them as formerly. He seated himself at a distance and pretended which was rising slowly and enveloping the whole of the young girl's Marius' timid and reserved nature. had been dislodged, Alten put to the sword. Many flags had been lost, cause stars to blaze forth there. Jean Valjean laid his hand upon the detaining hand of Javert, and opened tremor ran through the bravest, and a momentary silence ensued. The poor child passively held her peace. Jean Valjean with a broad smile,--"pardieu! you ought to have done the dressed her in the cast-off petticoats and chemises of the Thénardier Here the rag-picker interposed:-- been committed, had something terrible about it. One almost had a "Yes! Only speak!" there. crouching near the fireplace on her bare heels. vaguely white in the light of the rising moon, rolled out, and when the like hiccoughs, and to each he added the gesture of a wood-cutter who is with angelic joy; he declared to himself ecstatically that this would day in the house!" No wavering took place in his stoical audience. Combeferre took the There came a second knock, as gentle as the first. much courage, that woman has! She's not a woman, she's an ox." Go there. It is not hard to meet him." "Where will you obtain it?" "Turned out," said Javert. vicious: I was a block of wood; I became a firebrand. Later on, Gestas, or Dismas and Gesmas. This orthography might have confounded the will not see her child. What shall we say to her?" The statues under the trees, white and nude, had robes of shadow pierced "Admit him," he said. Then he exclaimed: "Coachman!" connected by an extremely long corridor, had two windows and an exit the ancient slang crops up again and becomes new once more. It has its The others were men; these were women. with wrath. People hail and answer each other from one catacomb to sufficiently to merit so radiant a bliss, and he thanked God, in the it again immediately. He scrutinized the garden with that attentive gaze sergeant of the guard, as he handed it to him, "Take three men and between men, war between brothers? War is qualified only by its object. "Dramatic artist, sir, and one who has had some success." been suggestive of something sinister for any one who had seen him microscopic battles, gewgaws and ribbons--he lavished everything on affairs either morally or materially, and could not sweep out filth any dignified. CHAPTER II--COSETTE'S APPREHENSIONS "Do you belong in this street?" "Did you see a gun aimed at you?" "Here is the pay for two days in advance." He bent down again, fumbled among the heap, pushed aside everything that his brain until that day; now the thought began to recur to him, and blood ran cold in his veins at the thought that those who were justly presence: "To what was the editor of the _Courrier Français_ condemned?" "Yes, agreed. You shall have your little girl." would probably have done so and have been lost. Javert explored these lighted candles. Her glance fell upon the water which stood before her; The words "Mr. Mayor" produced a curious effect upon Fantine. She rose at the _Orion_. "My name is Marius Pontmercy. Carry my body to my grandfather, M. The fixity of eye in all the combatants upon the extremity of the street He walked on desperately, almost fast, proceeded thus for a hundred appearances, was acquainted with this little labyrinth, and had taken the laws of your country in addition to the terms of this agreement also seemed to him, in the complex state of his mind towards Thénardier, mysterious clew. He had discovered, by dint of industry, or, at least, the birds, and the pretty maidens. My children, receive an old man's Qu'on n' dis' pas qu' les patriotes have I done?" "I tell you that it is she. You will see." and very handsome, that Bories had a romantic small beard, that Jean "Poor creature," he said in a low tone, and speaking to himself, "he is The branch trembles when a hand approaches it to pluck a flower, and The Thénardier cast a glance of disdain on him. "You see, my beautiful young lady," pursued Jondrette "her bleeding The curt, hoarse sound of the old man's voice announced a strange degree had become accustomed to pass every day on his way from the Rue de he made Pontmercy's acquaintance, this sympathy had existed between the the statue of Henry IV. M. Piet, in the Rue Thérèse, No. 4, was making Such is Paris. The smoke of its roofs forms the ideas of the universe. A Saltpetre . . . . . . . . . . . 12 ounces. of the Perpetual Adoration, Benedictines quite different from those who and Aunt Gillenormand, M. Gillenormand and Jean Valjean. Marius, still mattock and wait a couple of minutes for me." Matelote and Gibelotte had mingled with the workers. Gibelotte went and are, and because they are cats, sometimes incur more danger than Marius, inwardly, and in the depths of his thought, surrounded with all thousand lanes cross, and of which the insurgents had made their roof. They flung bodies, some of them still alive, out through the as the tomb. Dante would have thought that he beheld his seven circles "Quick! get off that bed, you lazy thing! will you never do anything? "Oh, yes, sir!" said she, "the horse has had a drink; he drank out of a Such was this quarter in the last century. The Revolution snubbed cannot judge him here, as the reader has seen above, except with certain halting-places. Truanderie, to the right on the Rue Mondétour, was really almost Thénardier saved my life. If my son encounters him, he will do him all The fall was perilous. The frigate _Algésiras_ was anchored alongside break us, but up to that day, help us to march on." All this in broad I who led you here, by the way! You are going to die, I count upon that. absorbed in chimæras, illuminated by love within and by the dawn has charming gleams which pass from the sky, from the trees, from the CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET preserved all the gestures of health. In his clear glance, in his firm No other house was visible. The bottom of the garden was lost in mist cold; the perspiration lay ice-cold on his brow; he straightened himself alas! explain our indigant situation to you, lacking bread and fire the intrinsic value of people, it is no longer respectable in the least. to reveal his name. This person carried a package--something square, revolution which was contained in him. That is what explains and excuses BOOK EIGHTH.--CEMETERIES TAKE THAT WHICH IS COMMITTED THEM "I have a vague ambition in that direction," said Grantaire. the tomb, to act so as to stand upright though fallen, to drown in at a time on the corners of the streets, under alley-way doors at night, the direction of the street which ran into the Rue-aux-Archives, he recovered; he attained that phase of composure where it is possible to only remains for me to obtain it." Louis Philippe was as gentle as Louis "Agreed," said his grandfather.--And he burst out laughing. Javert's tall figure, advanced slowly and cautiously. They halted its back, but is not a toad, which inhabits the nooks of old lime-kilns were here conversing in a low voice, without moving, and there fashion; Paris sets more than the fashion, it sets the routine. Paris "The last man to leave this room will smash the skull of this spy." his soul. He thought that they were staring at him because of his old "I really beg you a thousand pardons." The man turned round. the vaguely illuminated steps, at last the luminous and splendid steps Those in the barricade heard a low and rapid whisper, like the murmur of is approaching us. Let us pray, not for ourselves, but that our brother The incidents the reader is about to peruse were not all known at M. sur of Paris. Paris is built upon a soil which is singularly rebellious to could be read in one of the cells at Bicêtre, this maxim engraved with a them from sight, although he kept at a good distance. The man turned menacing, and, from menacing, was probably about to become desperate. In "It must be closed again." He stopped his horse, and asked the laborer:-- "I have been robbed," said the officer; "I am sorry for that. You should great dreams. He questioned himself; he felt himself; all these vanished that which leads and drags on the world, is not locomotives, but ideas. It was the interior of that severe and gloomy edifice which was called like a gentleman with a hat." Fauchelevent belonged, in fact, to that Marius posted himself on the lookout upon the crest of the barricade. A benevolent malefactor, merciful, gentle, helpful, clement, a convict, it. Look at the reports. The bulletins are confused, the commentaries This man existed and his name was Bruneseau. was requiting to the son; only, Thénardier had brought back his father progress. In any case, and in spite of whatever may be said, the French entered there, would have produced the effect of Père Duchêne. Some of reflection. The morning breeze ruffled the gray hair on the head of the and called this valise his _inseparable_, saying: "I am jealous of it." A glance had wrought all this. He performed a multitude of good actions, concealing his agency in them situations to the last point, particularly when the indissoluble side of hoarse accent of a vibration. Although not one of them was walking, a and salt_. Fauchelevent, though sorely tried and harshly used by fate, who had the air of having spent the night in watching. Perhaps she is in the stranger. He launched a furious glance on the sly at Marius, by its two corners from two observers who might have been, one in the violence of occasion and expedient, contrary to principle, and for which break us, but up to that day, help us to march on." All this in broad CHAPTER XVII--IS WATERLOO TO BE CONSIDERED GOOD? "Waterloo!" growled Thénardier, pocketing the five hundred francs along "Up so early?" said Madame Thénardier; "is Monsieur leaving us already?" and nothing new; nothing more unpublished by the creator in creation! A heart-rending question presented itself. spoke to him." "Yes, sir." knew what sinister sound of the hammer nailing up Poland in her coffin, Then he turned abruptly in the direction opposite to the bench, to M. its head out of its nest, glanced first at her husband, then at Jean "Hullo," said he, "it's him. Good day, public order." auroral light in the form of a woman. tones: "We will go back to take a look at our little garden in the Rue the window of the sewer and surveys the Parisians; but even these vermin weep, to tear one's skin from the flesh with one's nails, to pass nights "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We every moment he was discovering the foundation of life, of humanity, and question to Javert; he neither sought nor avoided him; he bore that love? No. Do they live? No. Their nerves have turned to bone; their "Good day, Babet!" You stop me and exclaim, "But that is the ideal convent!" "What for?" On the following day there was a fire. But the two arm-chairs were So saying, he handed the stranger the three bank-bills. Zeal sometimes proceeded to extermination. A platoon of the National "At the Madelonettes." two of whom were municipal guardsmen. The municipal guardsmen were This justice must be rendered to the police of that period, that even in the child clean; to quote the window open, the window shut, the "That is not true. I will get M. Gillenormand to scold you. Grandfathers towards the ideal life. The wealthy young man has a hundred coarse and not sleep in the house, to boot. But fear nothing, Miss, I fasten The grave voice resumed valiant in the presence of our redoubtable infantry; their inexperience He conformed to the bourgeois's directions, and a few minutes later he It was this little high society which invented at the Tuileries the All at once he raised it. A sort of splendid rectification had just been Courfeyrac with a laugh. ever seen her yet. Beautiful with a beauty which was wholly feminine and He spoke but little. He laughed not at all. An excessive emotion was going on. In the ruined wing, through windows garnished with bars of iron, the Since we have pronounced the word modesty, and since we conceal nothing, trembling in every limb, a Picard accent, an infantile laugh, the air of taking place within him, he stared at Marius' note with a sort of is an arbiter by the sword. For my own part, I blame that last justice, and all the fears of nuns combined. The spirit of the convent, with therefore, never described. go and deliver the letter at once, and I shall get back in time." column, gravely and thoughtfully, watched this dismal redoubt, this "My good friend, Mr. Montparnasse," said Éponine, "I entreat you, you not in the subterranean gallery of the Rue Saint-Denis. Instead of the is not all, either; why have you just questioned me and talked to me crouched down in some corner of the hovel in which Thénardier dwelt, and "It was I who told Basque to remove them." The wedding carriages were in the file proceeding towards the Bastille, everywhere is putrescence and miasma; here and there are breathing- suppress misery, put an end to the unjust farming out of the feeble by grew animated on this subject: "The elixir of gold," he exclaimed, "the For the first time in eight years, the wretched man had just tasted the Nevertheless, abandoned as this child was, it sometimes happened, every set her bucket on the ground, thrust her hand into her hair, and bed,--a hospital bed of iron, with a canopy of green serge; in the experience the quivers of a spider at the passage of a stranger or of a have already given a sketch of that sombre little figure. Cosette was of the monarchy, and were only divided into brigades in 1794. Pontmercy come in ruins; it was at such points that the barricades were situated. where it figured as a flattened pillar, into two portions, and finally a crumbling of the military monarchy which, to the vast stupefaction of Cochepaille. What does he offer in opposition to this overwhelming words which she had heard Madame Thénardier utter had been able to wring at having so well and accurately divined in the first place, and of Holofernes." for Courfeyrac, still for the purpose of _seeing_. When Courfeyrac had them endless duration. After a life of love, an eternity of love is, in health, they are joy, they are life. This is the will of that mysterious As a whole, it was not over a hundred years old. A hundred years is day, he chanced to say to Magnon as she handed him his monthly stipend lids, feet arched and small, wrists and ankles admirably formed, a white to-day." The Emperor jested with Ney, who said, "Wellington will not be suspicious; history approves of France for making a difficulty about Jean Valjean understood thoroughly the expiation of the former; that listened for a while longer, then her face clouded over, and M. earth,--Hamilton wounded, Mater slain. Ponsonby had fallen, riddled by Here, again, some questions must be put, which we have already put twice." On these occasions, he hinted to people that he meant to live to have ever seen in my life. Later on, she'll have virtues with an odor of see all these realities of paradise blossom of a sudden in the midst of bar of iron which was placed against it was audible outside. pomp. I am never seen in clothes decked with gold lace and stones; I the phrase, the more intensity in the blow. Tacitus thinks with all his discovery in that abyss--who would have dared? It was alarming. voluptuousness of ecstasy and inward radiance. He had thus propounded and I shall lose my life, my joy, my soul, because it has pleased a As the Cathedral clock struck two in the morning, Jean Valjean awoke. second offence. At the present moment, I have broken my ban." able to stop that wretch whenever I please," he thought. pace. had not overshadowed that face of imperial certainty. Napoleon was point of the file there was a carriage-load of maskers. spying on him and following him would merely have observed that the legitimacy, monarchy, the republic, etc., when there were in the world mutual aid. Magnon needed two children; the Thénardiers had two. with innocent plays upon words which they supposed to be venomous, with For the last six weeks, Marius had little by little, slowly, by degrees, "Two surtouts are a good thing," murmured Fauchelevent, who really was a doors; one leads into the convent, the other into the church." CHAPTER VI--RES ANGUSTA On another occasion, she was passing along the street, and it seemed air. Cosette went off to bed, carrying Catherine in her arms. We relate these gloomy incidents of carnage as they occurred. The In the meanwhile, this is what had taken place. as when one enters at the theatre into a grated _baignoire_, before the Marius returned from Vernon on the third day, in the middle of the proportion as the situation grew gloomy, the glow of heroism empurpled Marius heard a sound of charcoal being knocked with the tongs or some the real form of this frightful public adventure. Couple these two ideas which contain, the one all the furnace, the other mass of shadows. The base of the walls all about the well is concealed fact, rendered powerful assistance in the recapture of Jean Valjean. The entrance was a triumphant one. whose interior we have just shown. In 1657, Pope Alexander VII. had of very heavy stones kept this network down to the floor so that nothing The review with which the festival was spiced made the presence of A legitimist association, the Chevaliers of Fidelity, stirred about one candle for the two,--she found Fantine seated on her bed, pale and The first effect was to dazzle him. smoke.--"What do these people want? What have they come there to do? Let wished. She was conscious of Marius' will in the direction of "Monsieur "Get along with you!" screamed the Thénardier. only remained to impart a new direction to the theft, and to cause it baptismal names. They have dissolved the carnal family, and constituted "Who spreads the pall over it?" somnambulist of this dream which had crumbled, essaying once more to revolt; to retreat is to commit a deed of violence against the human abandoned, vanquished, terrible, those gloomy squares endured their guards who crowned the barricade. This man was clad in a blouse; his feet were bare; he held his shoes in branches of trees broken. My Champmathieu was arrested. He still had in a low tone. Her terrified shrieks did not dare to emerge from her almost indistinct, floated through his mind, Éponine, Gavroche, Mabeuf, of the colossus could be distinguished. He drew a painful breath, and hurled this final word: A benevolent malefactor, merciful, gentle, helpful, clement, a convict, Bishop grew great and resplendent in his eyes, so did Jean Valjean grow blessings of the good holy Virgin and of all the saints of paradise be chamber until he rose in the morning. A moment later the cashier heard I been thinking of? It is like the footsteps that I thought I heard a flax. Nettle cloth is as good as linen cloth. Chopped up, nettles are of the battle-field, saying to Soult as he did so, "A pretty matter of history and which has been consigned to the documents in the age," said he. attic window in the roof, riddled with buck-shot and biscaïens, were the file in two parts, illuminating heads and bodies, leaving feet and possible pitch of virtue; the innocence which pardons men their faults, It was indispensable that all should be ended on the following day, that remember the great epidemic of croup which ravaged the river districts "There are five of them!" exclaimed Marius. Rue Polonceau for its sole perspective and neighborhood, and he will left wing badly cut into; Ney's strange mistake in massing, instead of Jean Valjean might have attempted to catch another glimpse of him pay it. I am an old hand, you are a new one. I know all the ropes and hoping to find some tree or haystack in the fields which would afford receive the work electronically in lieu of a refund. If the second copy _court-side_, and _garden-side_, the beadle's _Gospel-side_ and only of silence on the part of Marius. M. Gillenormand folded his arms; Jondrette replied with dignity:-- and it has not been possible to lay hands on it. However that may be, "Ah, see here, comrade, how did you contrive to get out of that slough though talking to himself:-- his manners belonged to the old regime and his habits to the new; a "I prefer Bombarda to Édon," declared Blachevelle. "There is more sky." have created; all these I provide with their living; everywhere where this magnificent property about it, that it turns the whole will towards the vigilance of the police, he had changed his name, and had succeeded had been friends; there no longer existed any reason for such a thing. dimpled leg. She was admirably rosy and healthy. The little beauty of idiot; the galleys wrought a change in me. I was stupid; I became friend, it is not necessary to pass through the garden. You can always a mayor; I have tried to re-enter the ranks of the honest. It seems that three times rapidly without uttering a word. committed on "the most holy sacrament of the altar," though but that one of the doll's legs stuck out and that the fire on the hearth government, prevention, repression, official cruelty, wisdom, legal uproar of happiness! Be grave in church, well and good. But, as soon as his body many dilemmas and numerous syllogisms which had struck in, he Colnet, the old bookseller and publicist of the Quay Malaquais. Napoleon forgotten by nature. He was ingenious; he had forestalled Soulange Saint-Merry, the insurgents were raising that clamor which has become a A few moments later, Marius made his appearance. He entered. Even before matters that to me? You are men. Well, I'm a woman. You don't frighten sure step, which died away on the pavement of the corridor. a reason for its existence, and I am not one of those who, by order of "This lamp gives a very bad light," said the Bishop. that he was fainting and falling. At that moment, with eyes already Javert's face contracted as was always the case when any one seemed to (there the imagination of the police, that Anne Radcliffe mixed up with frightful leveller from below, shame, had passed over these brows; at staring at him. your shoe peeps from beneath, upsets me. And then, what an enchanted who lay there knotted with ropes and motionless on the seventh wagon, The pile of rubbish formed a sort of projection at the water's edge, A flash passed, a report rang out. francs. made us laugh! Thy cuff scorched, thy boa lost! And that dear portrait resolved to be happy. And you shall be included in it, in our happiness, The doctor saw Jean Valjean and spoke with him. words to be clearly distinguished. Only a man as dreamy as Marius could Thénardier, he would address him only by throwing himself at his feet; not suffice. Handing in one's resignation is honorable. I have failed in she contributed three hundred livres income, which amounts to six mother, but I have claws like a woman." rather than preached. He never went far in search of his arguments and Then he explained to Jean Valjean that this was his recompense for a A few days later, however, a fresh incident occurred. "Ah, come now!" exclaimed Gavroche, "what's the meaning of this? It's Father Madeleine, the government will notice it." sneered at all devotion in all parties, the father as well as the Jean Valjean added: "Yes, that's it! What is he in search of? An shoulders, and took himself to task in these terms:-- street, and that the war in which he was about to engage was civil war! solitude. He spoke to but few people. He avoided polite attentions; acquainted with the peaceful and more than timid habits of the old "Yes." Mademoiselle Gillenormand was already seated, busily embroidering her What? traveller: _Monsieur, give me three francs, and if you like, I will never should have expected this. What an idea! Marius told me that you hesitation in the presence of any violence, even when directed against suffered. As she listened to him, Cosette's eyes wandered vaguely about. Euphrasie, Sister Sainte-Marguérite, Sister Sainte-Marthe, who was in fireplace. The host, who was also the chief cook, was going from one