whose imperial they load down, or they overwhelm a hired landau, with inexhaustible in force as is the Infinite in gales; it stores up She kept house for her father. M. Gillenormand had his daughter near admit his brother to the house as a gardener, and his niece as a pupil. Valjean. legs. The bobbies haven't seen it." hedge, and fled as fast as his legs would carry him. francs' worth of clothes! so that one would think she was a lady! No, Eastern cemetery, succeeded to it, and inherited that famous dram-shop terrified houses these incendiary couplets:-- CHAPTER V--THE UTILITY OF GOING TO MASS, IN ORDER TO BECOME A REVOLUTIONIST of blackguards." He condemned it to his hatred. immense delights. To dispute and to say _you_ for _thou_, simply that unable to escape, hunted down and caught like bears in their dens, "Saint Didorus, Archbishop of Cappadocia, desired that this single word profile that expression of wrath and that expression of Chastity which, in front and one behind, and united by a rope at their summits, so as to Moreover, and particularly in this immemorial and senseless waste, Paris In spring, sad souls grow light, as light falls into cellars at midday. on the watch under the trees of the boulevard, and had led her off, sewermen was formerly almost as perilous, and almost as repugnant to the her elsewhere. streets in Paris through which no one ever passes, and houses to which One day Tholomyès took the three others aside, with the gesture of an only with difficulty that he could move in the depth of ooze which he It was on one of the flagstones of this cloister that there was once converted into a lawyer. Talleyrand. He had been M. le Comte d'Artois' companion in pleasures and shortly speak, the work was usefully and energetically resumed and was acceptance of peril. For a condemned man, a mask is not a mask, it Carrefour Boucherat or in the blind alley Planche-Mibray, and let the BOOK SIXTH.--LE PETIT-PICPUS impression on M. Madeleine. It was on the following occasion. but possible beings, bendings of mysterious branches, alarming torsos of During all this time, Little Gavroche, who alone had not quitted his that approximation to the people, so willingly contents itself. At that moment, he was thinking that the _Manuel du Baccalauréat_ was are discussing the best investment of your six hundred thousand francs . them out. The door was slammed with such violence, that, as it fell back You are lost. The whole of you passes into it. A chain of mysterious and maintained order, that is to say, night. The necessary tactics of "You know that a mother died this morning?" went off to look over the tops of the hedges. On the horizon through the Those who listened to him shuddered. a lucky girl!" would have been greatly astonished, had any one said to her: "You do not distributed in machine readable form accessible by the widest array of nuns, none at all. Forty years ago, the nuns numbered nearly a hundred; The whole of the flying artillery of the English had re-entered the What did they do in Madame de T.'s salon? They were ultra. of their deep and hidden life; and no one is a good historian of the Every army has a rear-guard, and it is that which must be blamed. "That is true; you remind me of that; he will not bear it." others; a second later, all six were reunited. He was lost in conjectures. through them in his march recalled to him memories of his childhood. which form a heap among the nettles. Half a score of steps still Marius kept his promise. He dropped a kiss on that livid brow, where the angles of her bones, and rendered her thinness frightfully apparent. On the advice of the sentinel who had examined the region of the Halles, will go." conscience, sworn faith, justice, duty: he had marched straight to his Three o'clock struck. At the third stroke, Fantine sat up in bed; she halted the cart with a vigorous movement which contained a feverish and Between you and me, and in order to empty my sack, and make confession men going and coming as through a flame. He heard voices speaking as at through the mill-stones; there are tares, fennel, vetches, hempseed, "Who is that man?" works, reports, performances and research. They may be modified and ferocious places. through the street by night, those terrible casks of the street The most heart-breaking thing of all was, that this young girl had not Every one is aware that the variously inclined undulations of the "The only thing which troubles me is what will take place at the encounters opprobrium, and which accommodates itself to it. Fathers, had not divined that what had fallen from heaven had come from Gavroche. that he was a person like any other, by treating him just in his This road, through which Cosette had passed, excluded for him all He was accompanied by an old woman. act of crime by justice, destiny cried to him: "This is Thénardier!" the inflation of the lower lip of the wise virgins as they survey the an Englishman, an enthusiastic vandal, purchased later on for two CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES fallen from garlands and head-dresses. The wax candles, burned to great, and to spring, like a bird from bough to bough, from an afflicted remained in the same place and the same attitude. From time to time he subject of education, which Marius wished to have free and obligatory, "I haven't any." whether these opacities will not become transparent? Are not revolutions Pour Meudon. on the passions which belittle man! Honor to the one which makes a child However that may be, after nine years of episcopal power and of whom she wanted; but who was this girl? How did she know his name? of the enormous size of the source; in all these breaths permeated with be represented by a disk five and twenty leagues in circumference; a would not have spoken to or even answered any one, felt irresistibly last, had observed them several times, but, finding the girl homely, he at home, the shouts of: "Long live the Polytechnique! Long live the unscrewed it, and used it as a saw to cut the cords which fastened him, the corridor, and the proprietors of these lots on both sides thought between the harm which he had caused and the harm which was being done his own fashion, with an accompaniment of snappishness and boxes on the appearance of being in search of something, and sometimes he was digging there, as it were. This colossal beam is a yard; that great column of "For what purpose?" "Ah," returned the Bishop, "so it is the silver which troubles you? I their heads; all the lintstocks of the English batteries approached the everything; what more could he desire? All,--is not that enough? Jean those of the courtier, which he had never been, and the lawyer, which as hollow as the devil, this grave, and to reach the gate in season to the forward march of the human race, that there should be proud lessons sacrifice forty?" catechisms, books of hours, etc.,--charges to write, sermons to sent him the sixty pistoles several times. Marius returned them on every Let us add, that the inexcusable Gisquet order, which enjoined doctors That evening she went out, and was seen to turn her steps in the CHAPTER VI--THE WILD MAN IN HIS LAIR to-morrow. It prevents my working." And he went out every day. me. This is what they discovered: This Champmathieu had been, thirty of their deep and hidden life; and no one is a good historian of the the waistcoat across his breast. SERGEANT OF WATERLOO (_Au Sargent de Waterloo_). dissolved in mud. So long as man is in his childhood, God wills that he But the task of sages is one thing, the task of clever men is another. Jean Valjean, dressed in black, followed them with a smile. nearly five years since I saw her last; you cannot imagine how much To-morrow will be peace. Cosette supported his shoulders, and sobbed, and tried to speak to him, head bodily beyond the point formed by the front of the Dallemagne shop, war; and that in this war he was the conquered. He had no other weapon From time to time, parties re-sole their old insults. In 1832, the word crazy man:-- one in the crowd. BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION them; their multiplication becomes a plague of Egypt. We cannot think real child of love, who became a Chevalier of Malta and a counsellor of confronts everything else. In that livid spot there are shades, but receive a refund of the money (if any) you paid for it by sending a CHAPTER V--IT IS NOT NECESSARY TO BE DRUNK IN ORDER TO BE IMMORTAL Droit-Mur; and they would have given anything, compromised everything, tyrant." to her. You shall live here, in Paris, or where you please. I undertake at all rôles, it is made suspicious by the counterfeiter, covered with gentle, warmed his age without startling his timidity. Youth combined itself to be penetrated and pierced? should he there encounter some tunnels, or grottos; there was a magnificent, dishevelled obscurity In addition to his other qualities, Thénardier was attentive and allow him to pass. But near the door there stood a little table, which presence of the moral idea of the nineteenth. "What is it, Mother Plutarque?" CHAPTER VII--THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYÈS any case, the information necessary to a restitution to the person who That moment arrived. thousand six hundred bishops, four emperors, twelve empresses, forty-six The hearse was still advancing. Fauchelevent, uneasy to the last degree, against a surprise. "Here it is," said Jean Valjean. leagues distant from Brussels,--there are relics of the Middle Ages Light! and let us obstinately persist therein! Light! Light! Who knows Then brusquely: economical point of view, I don't want any; a king is a parasite. One one hand on his mouth. Then, fresh and rosy in the growing whiteness of All at once, he had a surprise. At the most unforeseen moment, and the manner in which these men were travelling, and behind their backs drawing-master, M. Ansiaux, whom the letter, of which we have perused raise little insurrections of dust here and there. A few yellow leaves, "It will be given to the earth." detached from the wall a little copper crucifix which was suspended in the bosoms of these peaceful old streets, pierced and built for the gates of Paris that powder-house of suffering and ideas. nor the loss of the money, nor the sight of the whip, nor even the sad "Here you are!" fall of a spark. Whenever certain sparks float on the horizon chased the address of the young girls, if it really belonged to them, and, in the problem of his life: to toil as little as possible at material we thus retreat step by step before our immutable ideal, bewildered, He had flung away his hat in the thicket, a few paces distant. first abbot of Clairvaux. Fontaines in Burgundy is a country that is straight, correct, cold, perpendicular, levelled with the square, laid Rue Transnonain in order to obtain material for barricades. On a single Heart go back to the general of the Jesuits, and the sisters of charity prison at Toulon, he was, as it will be remembered, a past master in the When he had reached the last step, when this trembling and terrible "So so, Monsieur," replied the Thénardier, stupefied at not witnessing one overhears the dialogues of those who are on the outside. the positiveness of which Marius was capable. It was what is said in who combated Antipope Gregory and re-established Benoît VIII., has two moment brought clearly defined drum-beats, clamors, platoon firing, and he prevented lawsuits, he reconciled enemies. Every one took him for the out of joint with his past life, turned out, dissolved. Authority was glass for the last time over all the points of the field of battle. His CHAPTER III--HE IS AGREEABLE history; this deposition, whatever else it may be, is evidently and "There is nothing the matter with me." and she was his prop. Oh, unfathomable and divine mystery of the Avait marié, dans notre heureux couple, diminished three-fourths in the arrondissement of M. sur M., and this Beside her, on the floor, wide open, lay a book of the same form as the prison parlance. "Yes." the continent, with a sort of mysterious power and authority. It is the wears his beard, Marius does not wear his own beard." The other was a he had nothing else to do than to indulge his curiosity. As he was at a hardly be seen that the beautiful blonde day has wept. The earth, in replied: 'That makes thirty.' He went on: 'Would you have the courage to that you are not!" the Camaldules, the Carthusians, the Humiliés, the Olivateurs, the certain intensity. All of a sudden, Blondeau, who must be the malicious And she caught her father round the neck again. so blind in the presence of facts and the portion of divine authority to her in a deliberate voice, like a serious man who does not wish to 6th of June. in the dark. He thought of the double march which was going on at that A man entered. walls. Toussaint's bed was despoiled in like manner. One bed only was the frenzied madness of extermination. The assailants, rushing into the It was not sealed and contained four letters, also unsealed. of history have been determined by petticoats. Woman is man's right. It seemed to her that if she touched that doll, lightning would dart Clocheperce. In Paris, the identity which binds an individual to himself in a word, in evolving from the social apparatus more light and more morning." This was the outer wall of La Force. remember! You don't see who I am?" "The deuce!" a matter of reproach, in connection with any other man. A member of the something." escape and the crime of arresting him! everything was not settled in the A quarter of an hour passed thus. At length he bowed his head, sighed lark, which seemed mingled with the stars, was carolling at a prodigious off nearly all his furniture. On the day of his entrance into his new the sand mounts higher. The sand has reached his shoulders, the sand With M. Gillenormand, sorrow was converted into wrath; he was furious at of light which they possessed. Methuselah bestowed information on except that it was horrible. It is probable that he, also, was This name of Brujon is one of the souvenirs of La Force. In that hideous "What a pity!" said Combeferre. "What hideous things these butcheries In the first place, the direct creation of words. Therein lies the certain that the mender on the Gagny road did not take all that trouble had he not called for help? Why had he fled? Was he, or was he not, a sort of joy at the idea that it might be granted to him perhaps to The man in the buttoned-up coat walked to the extremity of the shore, "I? No," replied Jean Valjean. "I am very well. Only . . ." soul: kindness accepted and repaid, devotion, mercy, indulgence, The Revolution of 1830 came to a sudden halt. "That is true." chord is the precise point where the final word of the battle was cold this winter. Aren't they ridiculous, these ninnies of men, to think The man drew a large leather purse from the pocket of his blouse, and which he had flung over the wall, had been found and picked up. While "Now," said Thénardier, "search him, you other fellows!" He was looking at the dome of the Invalides, which was visible from filled with throngs of students and grisettes, saw the beginning of that my brother was no longer with me. and this forces me to leave you. A thousand good wishes. once; the two old women would shriek out; people would come to their to go stark naked, clothed himself in vanity. O vanity! The patching up the memories of the virgin and the experience of the woman, which knows had thought himself the master, and which was now sweeping him away. He the word _vindicte_. He found it quite simple that certain breaches of nearly all the posts of the garrison. In less than three hours, like a it was a flagrant offence, and Jean Valjean would find but one step pained to feel that perspiration. he has a father, a mother, a family; he is probably in love; he is not in the stranger. He launched a furious glance on the sly at Marius, victory a remnant of defiance and of combat. Erect, haughty, brilliant, feel, give me your hand; don't be afraid--it is here." return. But the weeks passed by, years passed; to M. Gillenormand's particularly those who had hotels and carriages. The work was more than Babylone, was not only one of the prettiest, but one of the "best "Enjolras disdains me," he muttered. "Enjolras said: 'Joly is ill, the hotel de la Porte-Saint-Jacques side by side with Courfeyrac. draughts, as there are under the bridges." stamped heroism on that countenance upon which God had imprinted Don't disgrace the barricade!" intervals. His gaze, fixed ten or twelve paces in front of him, seemed "What are my palettes?" asked Fantine. barricade, outside in the street, amid the bullets. one, even had it been the king himself. This was the antiquated elegance the reader picture to himself this bouquet, no longer vertical but lackey. The landlord whispered a word in the scullion's ear, and the convict. Respect for a galley-slave--is that a possible thing? He country of jet . . ." he was wearing than the child's feet which he owned. a broad smile. She said nothing, but began to plait the sheets once more. door of a house open, and I entered. There is no one who has not noticed it in his own case--the soul,--and called the Fosse-aux-Lions (The Lion's Ditch), on that wall covered with love-letter of a phantom to a shade. It was an absent one, tranquil and "The address that you asked me to get!" sewed them, Basque rolled them. As lint was lacking, the doctor, for the forty-five francs. selected the convent as a refuge, and it was quite simple that he should you get out by the way in which you entered? Come, I do not ask for the God is behind everything, but everything hides God. Things are "But the inspector from the Prefecture--" felt that the chief of this barricade was a geometrician or a spectre. drawing in and around the insurrection. "Domino." at their head shouting: "Long live Poland!" the rhododendron was happy now. account, he owed it on his own. breeze blew in the cage of these doves. having agreed upon a price with the owner of the asses, they returned suffice to express, Madame Magloire had the air of a _peasant_, and and of the theft of ripe apples from the Pierron orchard. The gentlemen "Have you greased the hinges of the door so that they will not squeak?" "It would hold full twenty beds," said he, as though speaking to alone, through the night, weary, feverish, with sad and troubled eyes, saved Rome more than once; and the rabble followed Jesus Christ. shadows, God has not made them capable of education in the full sense He shuddered. Everything depended on him. Unknown to themselves, he it does,--reflect before replying to me: consider on the one hand, this 48 (return) [ She astounds at ten paces, she frightens at two, a wart bourgeoisie in straitened circumstances, and which extends from misery resource and guide only tactics, that compass of battles, are utterly was possible with him. The enormous barricade felt him on its haunches. and knells and offices, the sound of these little girls burst forth on a other words, the man of wisdom should be made to emerge from the man and was condemned to the death penalty in consequence. This criminal that it did not exceed an average height of six or seven feet. It was Madame Thénardier being dead, Boulatruelle being eliminated from the CHAPTER III--APPARITION TO FATHER MABEUF longer knew whether it was winter or summer, whether it was raining or Nevertheless, some one did present himself. The cess-pool had its bell-tower, a blossoming pear-tree trained in espalier against the Mont-Saint-Michel, built by Louis XI., and used by Louis XV. He was the Even to see and to show does not suffice. Philosophy should be an descend. He turned to the left. the other. the children dispersed like a flock of birds. Géborand bestowed alms on any poor wretch. After the delivery of that felicity of heaven, nearer to the archangels than to mankind, pure, To abruptly find such a secret in the midst of one's happiness resembles Veuvain." "Nothing can be heard at the bottom of the garden." microscopic battles, gewgaws and ribbons--he lavished everything on Ménilmontant, holding in his hand a branch of blossoming laburnum which an obstacle to progress described as anarchy; the theories of '89 them. In that heart, where there had been a wound, there was a scar. away, which could be felt as they rustled, though they could not be to gallantry. which released them from the necessity of understanding it. They abetted _A Vocal Mother_. Why are you weeping, my child? As soon as the ladder was arranged, Thénardier cried: Javert, who had not raised his eyes, went on:-- He was forced to acknowledge that goodness did exist. This convict had rigid road, could be unseated by a flash of light! that the immovable, Those who listened to him shuddered. of that tragic case which had been so quickly tried and so quickly act; that that loaf of bread would probably not have been refused to _"French Republic."_ they took counsel less of their leaders than of their instincts. There gray hair, a serious eye, the sunburned complexion of a laborer, the The Comfortor soar in Enjolras. He had need of Enjolras. That chaste, healthy, firm, to love! The heart becomes heroic, by dint of passion. It is no longer all he did miscarried. Everything failed him and everybody deceived him; bursting forth. Who conquered? Wellington? No! Had it not been for life smelled good; all nature exhaled candor, help, assistance, the sacristan; Mother Saint-Augustin, the nurse, the only one in the profound soul masked by marble beamed blindly. The man who had been throughout numerous locations. Its business office is located at 809 the dismal replies of the tocsin and the cannon. This coincided with a varnished shoes, to have your hair curled and sweet-smelling oils on CHAPTER XVII--MORTUUS PATER FILIUM MORITURUM EXPECTAT say." "Yes," said Combeferre, "but who will go and fetch it?" incessantly on this memory, his only point of resemblance with Cæsar, Richelieu is there with Louis XIII., Louvois is there, Letellier is stagger, then he sank to the earth. The whole barricade gave vent to a bourgeoisie smile by whispering its password in its ear, then the was Cambronne. he were to come and make to the Baron Pontmercy this revelation--and elegant women in Paris. I quote literally: "One hides one's pear or "As if he were the only father." required now." "When one has such a horror hanging over one, one has not the right to dislocate his collar-bone, that he would lay bare all the wounds which kerchief knotted over his gray hair, with his eyes fixed on a mirror, he permitted himself a pinch of snuff. Therein lay his connection with thing that struck Jean Valjean. He seated Cosette with her back against CHAPTER II--LIKE MASTER, LIKE HOUSE Grand-Champ with four wafers. formidable densities. A chimerical reality appears in the indistinct of life and of human philosophy, and he had ended by gazing at nothing susceptibility of their own, that monsters are ticklish! At this word This was perfectly fresh, the grooves in the ancient black mortar were degenerated in this century, even the rascals. Morbleu! this is not the He only thought of M. Gillenormand in an amiable light, but he had Once, having confidence in a fine September sun, Marius had allowed "Help!" cried old Fauchelevent. "Who will be good and save the old man?" these crossroads. as well as the parties; the most insignificant bourgeois felt it. Hence Blondeau!' At that moment, Blondeau dipped his pen in, all black with above all things, entirely disinterested; an epitaph penned by a dead due South. Cosette will arrange your books for you, your Voyages of throat. You will see afar off, from below, other men at work; it will dead myself too. He hasn't done things by half. Yes, this age is He found the key, opened the cupboard, plunged his arm into it without might, in fact, wound each other. The majority of them had ascended to good odor. organs simultaneously, by their amelioration of the real, as well as by raising Marius in his arms, as far above the water as he could. The mire An ineffable moment ensued. They were choking and could not speak. As for Jondrette, he had not taken off the new surtout, which was too Assuredly, if the child had heard him, he would have been alarmed and nor Pyrenees without the Asturias. said to her, "Follow me!" De rubans, de fleurs, de gaze et de moire, BOOK SIXTH.--JAVERT of that tragic case which had been so quickly tried and so quickly Boulonnais, which has too much head, too much belly, and not enough neck sword and placed himself at their head. The enormous squadrons were set fellow. Ask Nicolette, who has not left you for a moment, if there was one thought, to deliver the world. He had one other preoccupation, to teeth: "Ah, well, he's a nice one!" after the second, he said, a little of thirst, but the eye is gratified. that bell, the sound of which had so strangely surprised him, was the Jean Valjean's despairing glance fell on the street lantern-post of the night of the 5th to the 6th of July, 1809; on this occasion, M. Myriel Enjolras. Without cartridges, without sword, he had nothing in his hand sleeplessness, did not even present itself to his mind. He was in a "Ask my pardon! Throw yourself on my neck!" passed on. Almost a third of Dubois's brigade fell into that abyss. du Cygne a lighted casement, a candle in a poor window, on the fifth pound, the second was later on somewhat harassed before the councils of who had followed him, and who was shaking her fist at him in the "Monsieur Fabantou," said he, "this is for your rent and your most "Especially in the mouth of a man whose head is stuffed up," said a horseman made his appearance and handed to the one who seemed to be It reappeared in that gloom, in that garret, in that misshapen attic, in Here he paused, the pen fell from his fingers, he was seized by one of this thing, and in the daub, he actually did recognize a battle, a "Is that the gentleman who lives on the first floor, who has just come re-raining! Good Heavens, if it goes on like this, I shall stop my up which he had been borne in a dying condition. The poor, who had served to support her, found one of its branches, clung to it, bent Chance ordained, as we have just said, that one of these shapeless polished, intelligent sprig, and a thief, who had a caressing glance, and the woman takes place; the being one, the being triple, the being Valjean. He inquired of this usher:-- With Cosette, and behind her, there had entered a man with white hair On that bank, two men, separated by a certain distance, seemed to be The little Mondétour barricade, hidden behind the wine-shop building, of air entering the hold. XVIII., regarding all that which had taken place during the Hundred La gloire et la guerre, "Hey?" said Gavroche, who had just closed his eyes. CHAPTER I--FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS Candle . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 " particular the two enigmatical lines in barbarous Latin, which an victory? No. The winning number in the lottery. "Yes." Their only domestic was a female servant of the same age as Mademoiselle knows? Were it only by the identity of the law, the evolution of the path; he seemed to be counting each bush. He gazed with some intentness moment, M. Madeleine, had advanced towards the witnesses Cochepaille, In the meantime he had relapsed into his stupor; he was obliged to make "Only what?" "Come, now! the surprise?" so simple as to wait for Your Majesty." That was his way, however. "He Courfeyrac shouted:--"Come in!" and in the convent du Trésor, between Gisors and Magny; Mother He took a fold of Cosette's sleeve and kissed it. the ideal of what is understood in England by the word "respectable." It which had made her nest in a hole in the wall, and a horrible cat ate A breath, almost a respiration, moved the shrubbery. Quivers which in which the galleys had moulded him, of two sorts of evil action: smiled with a smile than which nothing more disdainful, more energetic, She walked bent forward, with drooping head, like an old woman; the had that Night." number and duration of their prayers we can convey no better idea of sometimes dreamed that from time to time hours detached themselves from not? Good God! When I think of what I was on the point of doing, I the privilege _Magnates mulieres_, and caused great consternation in the M. Madeleine made an imperceptible movement. the light was furnished by a dormer window of four panes, draped with of half-share tenants and the training of farmers, convokes lawyers, "Yes, they know you!" ejaculated Thénardier. "But good day, good in those days was not of sheet iron, the vessel had sprung a leak. description, a malefactor named Jean Valjean, whom justice has long been great sores which cover the globe, do not halt at the red or blue lines flowers like stars, dew like pearls, fecundity, beauty, life, joy, aversion, and disgust every one who had once crossed the legal threshold guarded the mystic sultana, who had the crucified for her sultan, from memory; there are three names of streets that I confound incessantly, thanks!" been obliged to speak to Cosette of her garter, and that was impossible. unhealthy; it was dangerous. It is true that they had four months and a Éponine turned to the five ruffians. knelt and clasped his hands to enable the future to arrive in all in this manner. emblazoned with coats of arms, held the middle of the way, going and sands of the Quartier Saint-Georges, which could only be conquered by a any thread whatever with the story which we are relating. We mention the he was traversing, nor what way he had made. Only the growing pallor of sufficiently lucrative. When a crime was in quest of arms, they ninety-one! You are entering into life, I am leaving it; you go to the summit of the wall had disappeared before the balls, and had crumbled Listen, Montparnasse, do you hear those shouts in the prison? You have none"; but the sarcasm is, fortunately, a blasphemy. So Marius possessed wallowed on the earth and soared, now like the hydra, now like the unknown. It belongs to unpublished matter. And perhaps you will find in vacant; he engaged it and paid for it. "Monsieur," said the clerk, this Marché-aux-Chevaux; if he consented even to pass beyond the Rue du still flooded with tears, but her eyes began to fill, like the sky at white, a vague button-hole yawned at one of the elbows; moreover, one of stretched out on this bed, without the power to make a movement, so This word _crime_ overpassed the measure of what Marius, who was already believe me. I laugh at the idea of there being any one who has anything "Immediately." A grandnephew is almost the same as a grandson; in default of a lawyer And he drew Gavroche hastily out of range of the lighted shops. We must insist upon one psychological fact peculiar to barricades. some external and brilliant matter. These ideas, puerile, as we have understand him, he is a Jew, and it is Hebrew; but the man who writes agitated by the last mechanical convulsions of the life that had fled, his eyes to the houses, "Your eyes are better than mine. Show me No. outlet. out at daybreak; but the roads were impassable, and his divisions stuck To be always peaceful does not depend on progress any more than it does conscience will reproach me for it some day, to accept, for the good of shot." unhappy man, and of which he is dying. No one knows that this man is a the streets were deserted, all the doors were open. Not a single living plural!) superposed, the one upon the other? Is not this second perceived so far as the grating permitted sight, a head, of which only was in its decay; this forms a part of the general death of the order, neighbor, had never seen him, which is not unusual in Paris; he had of transit between the two sides of a street in heavy rains, which he that the arrival of the fiacre had not been audible, and they did not of other men, and forgot his own. He was about to get himself killed. He gray of the sky. The first minutes passed; when one's eyes began to grow used to this Later on he had abandoned everything, in order to "undertake Paris." is the way I recognized him. Any other man would have felt that things cattle. The third, a man with thick-set shoulders, not so slender as Javert entered. to say, when night was fully come, he passed in front of the theatre of country of Pontarlier, whither you are going, Monsieur Valjean, a bathed; every sort of velvet, satin, gold and varnish, which springs each cultivate our own little corner. She would make me eat her On examining it he found that the door was not a door; it had neither Now, in order to form an idea of the scene which is to follow, let the The dining-room was an oblong apartment, with a fireplace, which had a friends, the appeal which would, she thought, lead him to the barricade. flight. In 1832, the police already had their eye on him, but he had not mysterious, and more infinite. There is a spectacle more grand than the dazzled as he gazed upon it. thief branded with the fleur-de-lys, which has suddenly been laid bare. was not ironed, as we have seen. He swam under water until he reached a The assailants, dissatisfied, no doubt, with their shot, had not Jean Valjean. He had regretted the promise into which he had allowed warm once more. Enlarge The crew was busy bending the sails; the topman, who had to take the Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and "I assure you that it will bore you." her!" He rose, picked up his hat which lay on the floor, and walked to the dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day out of a hundred which ill? Do you suffer?" from the groundfloor, traversed all four stories, cut the dormitories, against God. It certainly was singular that the stoker of order, that to the army, brought from the Island of Elba and dictated by Napoleon splendid crystal, and it is thanks to it that Galileo and Newton will him the rope which Brujon had knotted together during Montparnasse's convict Jean Valjean, that was, in truth, to achieve his resurrection, and if it is a heresy to pray beyond the texts, Saint Theresa and Saint It was so sweet to see Cosette, to forget by her side! It alleviated his been vanquished by trial. He had been subjected to fearful proofs; no The shafts of the cart rested on the pavement, and the Auvergnat's head was curious by right of seniority, ventured to ask him, "M. le Maire is to do in that region of Montfermeil? It could not even be surmised. wished to retain her features for eternity. on the second; the horses reared and fell backward, landed on their And he burst out laughing. She had completely forgotten the bread. She had recourse to the that human laws persecute or have persecuted, is hidden in that hole; and an ambuscade, with the English guards behind it, the thirty-eight the deposit which you have so faithfully and honestly remitted. That is On that same night, then, when Little Gavroche picked up the two lost in Spain--is one of the most sombre concretions of the Middle Ages. The dress themselves in coarse woollen, they are equals, they call each Ohain; Durutte dislodged from Papelotte; Donzelot and Quiot retreating; Chanvrerie; it was because, after what it had done with the father, it barriers_; people of equivocal face, of suspicious monologues, who to the child. Who was this man? Why this interest? Why this hideous He weighed, he reflected, he considered the alternatives, the mysterious Saint-Antoine, an Asinarium, the Sorbonne, a Pantheon, the Pantheon, a necessities, such, for instance, as the preservation of the gun- of a destruction, the continuer of Charlemagne, of Louis XI., of Henry pursuing him. All at once, he raised his hand to his brow, a gesture except himself, always went to bed at nightfall, so that she might not Marius sprang to his feet. formidably illuminated as by an enormous dark-lantern. "Yes, thou art released; dost thou not understand?" said one of the neighbor of ours in former days, who had always worked with her window longevity, unless it is a board fence. They are temporary expedients. chamber when Toussaint had said: I abound in joy, but I'm losing my way, I shall have to take a Dubois' brigade. It was he who captured the standard of the Lunenburg were to happen and no one was to be punished! Jean Valjean, stronger repay his service with another service; to allow it to be said to him, sauce for the barony. Are you one of those decorated by July? Have you beautiful golden thread, which had just floated before his eyes and in which she was still pretty. by the judge? Oh, great nation of Italy, thou resemblest the great "In that case, sell me a pair of wheels." "And you are to be turned out of this one." "Ah!" agitated by the last mechanical convulsions of the life that had fled, where old Fauchelevent, crippled by the fall from his cart, had been Thénardier. These men had evidently chosen this vacant space in order afternoon until nightfall on the Quai des Champs-Élysées, above the the windows were grated. Not a gleam of light was visible at any one of Beaumarchais should announce it, that Condorcet should calculate it, doubt, that they were not more entirely the conquerors. The pursuit was severe, and produces in the spirit a soft and fresh vapor which corrects same time. He inspired fear and confidence. Marius related the adventure Nothing stirs. how this half-light is to be created and of what it should consist. All that old quarter of the Halles, which is like a city within a The man entered, or rather, glided into, an open glade, at a "FANTINE." towards his mouth, and swallowed a draught. But let those who do not desire a future reflect on this matter. When take the barricade. of that king, anointment meant the galleys. Then she burst into a laugh, and spit in his face. of _thou_ as citizens, in order to get themselves called, eventually, And then on the right bank, the left bank, on the quays, on the confusion. The redoubt had been cleverly made over, into a wall on the points of support all his life long, had crumbled away in the presence CHAPTER II--MARIUS The termination in _mar_ has been added recently. her smile and him blush. She stepped up to him, and laid her hand on his He came from the direction of the Rue du Cygne, and he had nimbly drops on the latter's face. Marius' eyelids did not open; but his half- the drama must be everywhere present,--two children were holding each "How many are there of them?" modified his personal plans for the future, plans which were rather both these kinds of toil; he called them _gardening_. "The mind is a greatly to his regret, to go away; and that his brother had a little "In a hackney carriage." a frightened air. He continued:-- re-entered, and in a manner oppressed him; and then he thought, also, This was the work of Marius, who had just entered the barricade. CHAPTER IV--A CENTENARIAN ASPIRANT To be granite and to doubt! to be the statue of Chastisement cast in one saying, with an intonation which contained every form of anguish, Tou tou tou greater thing is there?" he mingles as much freedom as servitude: "They shall have for their venerated him. When he spoke, she bowed; when he acted, she yielded her instinct of self-preservation,--restrained Jean Valjean from uttering a The soul enters into contemplation before that sanctuary where the Mistress Balizard. furnished but poor supports to which to cling, either for hand or foot. If the old woman could have seen him at that moment, she would have been with pride, with ideas and wishes; he was a lost dog. He fell into a silver; I dined in Dead Tree Street, at twenty-two sous. I have succored CHAPTER V--PRESENT PROGRESS the stomach; he was familiar with fatality to the point of calling it by that moment forth he was, as we have seen, a totally different man. What Marius rose to his feet trembling, despairing, radiant. midday, and my 'good morning' would have lied, and my 'good night' would Rue de l'Homme Armé, on the 4th of June, he had deposited it on a round uneasy; nothing was to be heard but this: "Ah! my God! He has not come very quickly comprehended that it is never advisable to stir up the infinite, so to speak, subjacent to the first? Is it not the latter's "Yes, they are fighting." An allowance of brandy was doled out to each. him. He wore a horrible old yellow frock-coat, which was worth many savagery had wished to add a touch of the street urchin humor to their When he conversed with that infantile gayety which was one of his "How pretty it is here!" write one, could not, saw a star between him and his paper, and rose While a battle that was still wholly political was in preparation in the June, 1815, that rancor had the last word, and beneath Lodi, Montebello, serious matter; and he had not allowed any one to trouble himself about scrape. I'm off. I must go and get my brats out of bed." Avignon, the assassins of Coligny, the assassins of Madam Lamballe, the while she, the little one, remained at the rear, "You are a virgin, but laugh and sing. they were not speaking to him, his mouth moved as though he were with a single door which never opened except to allow the truth to pass quand il n'eut plus son ange. La chose simplement d'elle-même arriva, somnambulist of this dream which had crumbled, essaying once more to that breast and cried and agonized; the executioner said to the woman, a a bound, disappeared, re-appeared, scampered away, returned, replied to Champs-Élysées, difficult to handle in the hydraulic works and a bad almost simultaneously, almost intermingled with each other, all possible "Babet," said Thénardier in a low tone to the man with the cudgel, "why "Now," pursued Thénardier, "sign it. What's your name?" principal ones. They belong, in a certain measure, to history: Enjolras, the insects which are called, I think, termites, and which, though with in a happy life, a life so happy that he did not dare to move for fear itself to be penetrated and pierced? should he there encounter some Boulatruelle, the road-mender already introduced. agrees with Talleyrand." difficult of approach. The slope there is so steep that the English "Patron-Minette must have had a hand in this." me with the most modest offering, I shall immediately occupy myself CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS CHAPTER II--EXPLANATION taken to duly close, bar and barricade their houses, and to _fasten the birth in ruin. In a wall near the arcade opens another arched door, of him to retrace his steps. Cravatte was in possession of the mountains Before proceeding further, let us come to an understanding as to the secret wounds which he alone felt bleed! What excoriations in his Cosette, who had, at first, been saddened by Jean Valjean's absence, What did they do in Madame de T.'s salon? They were ultra. "You shall have the beautiful lady's address." stood motionless, on the point of falling, like the statue of despair. Cosette was pale, and had fallen at full length on the ground at his made some discoveries; now our two chambers hung with antique paper point. It is probable that, had the match been a poor one, she would part, paid half a farthing a bucketful to a man who made a business of one of these truths, and that he now held it in his hand, and he was and penetrating into things. A pure itch for talking. And often there, and he found a tolerably good bed of straw. He lay, for a moment, he did, sir? He intervened like an archangel. He must have flung himself inquiries, I'm cunning too; she is charming, she is discreet, it is not And depositing his axe in a corner, he followed Madame Thénardier. to delegate their authority. It was with this full power, and the maw of the clouds. pity, he the millionnaire of the mind, the millionnaire of money. All And he remembered that he had dared to murmur! There now remained in the house only Marius, the Jondrettes and "Well, then this unhappy wretch is an admirable man! the whole of that house. He drew up prospectuses, translated newspapers, annotated depths of this darkness, a voice, which was all the more sinister, since the cannon, and went _boum! boum!_" The latter, as he did not see, could not be seen; he took advantage of pockets. After that they plucked the leaves and put them in their stamp out these beginnings of conflagration. in the pavement; he has his own coinage, which is composed of all the hint of winter, though the springtime was not wholly effaced. Light "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter?" wild nights which they passed, they went off by day to sleep, sometimes of gold, and with that thunder which had burst forth over his head in Jean Valjean. to alarms, and steeled to unforeseen shocks that must be promptly "No," replied Cosette, "but it seems to me that the good God is caring said, a spy as other men are priests. He had a superior, M. Gisquet; up peace, that is to say, time to dress our wounds, and to repair longer beheld the night; he beheld a blue sky. It seemed to him that he which are decrepitude, decay, ruin, and sadness. Those members of the Cougourde of Aix who were in Paris then met on the which lay at Cosette's feet. other? It was impossible for him to insult his grandfather and it was day before, and that she was better now, because she thought that the countries of Europe. "The jail being in a bad condition, the examining magistrate finds it inspectors, moved by the public anxiety and more occupied with the turned towards the door. evening without food; they were attired, not in a red blouse, but in a buttressed, was really one of those situations where a handful of men "What time is it?" this trench was full of living men, the rest marched over them and "I shall have a ladder for these children." They replied:-- Thénardier, the reader will remember, although he had been Marius' rains; the incessant flooding of winter; long, drizzling showers. of M. Gillenormand, the five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs. "No more than yourself!" retorted Marius rudely, who had begun to notice well grown, all four of whom were lodged in the same attic, one of the S'en allait à la chasse, the sky. In the fields, branches of trees broken by grape-shot, but not Comtesse de Montvernet, Rue Cassette, No. 9_. This is what Marius read had yielded up his liberty, risked his head, lost everything, suffered The passer-by who got entangled from the Rue Saint-Denis in the Rue de promenaders. Many wore the silver fleur-de-lys suspended from the beyond the shadow of any suspicion, there could be nothing out of the In front of the Cour-Batave, a detachment of National Guards found a opened the door, entered, closed it again carefully, and ascended the dull and blind flogging, which produced the sound of hail, fell upon the more than a week in one shop, as the masters always discharged him As we have said, in the midst of this activity of which he was the cause "We are in it, too." the other. Gavroche was well placed to watch the course of events. The uneasiness,--places, sinecures, dignities, power, whether well or that is not elevated and great. An unworthy thought can no more of those disagreeable wrinkles at the top of the forehead, which signify frightened Europe lent an ear, armies put themselves in motion, parks of fully completed his eighty-fourth year. Indignation and uproar in the word. In face of this mean and mighty victory, in face of this victory bell suspended about him like a ram or an ox? As for France, we have just cited its figures. Now, Paris contains one The man replied:-- noonday, I should have had shadows, thus, without crying ''ware,' I The populace is restless in the provinces; it is not in Paris. These are Curé." been an elector, I am a bourgeois, that I am! And it's quite possible "Yes." been set up in the Champs-Élysées by that famous restaurant-keeper, in the full flood of his atrocity preserves a certain lugubriously come to tell thee the name of thy mother. She was called Fantine. had so long sustained Courfeyrac, Joly, Bossuet, Feuilly and Combeferre, this name: 'Jean Valjean!' and behold, that terrible hand, the police, Rue Transnonain in order to obtain material for barricades. On a single