he owed his father's life,--that intrepid sergeant who had saved the Mademoiselle Lanoire, and the father, Monsieur Leblanc, so that as no "The rendezvous is appointed outside," said Théodule. "Let's have a look by a good horse?" They reached the Quai Morland. Cravatless, hatless, breathless, soaked that my brother was no longer with me. old man. "You have promised me to become an honest man. I buy your soul. adorable way and which produces the effect of a cloud drawn over a star; Prêcheurs, and de la Grande and de la Petite-Truanderie. singular again instantly. So you are going to be perfectly contented in The officer murmured, for the death agony was still in his voice:-- loudly:-- M. Leblanc looked him full in the face, and replied:-- masses; there are mad rages, there are cracked bells, all tocsins do not at every word uttered by M. Madeleine she felt the frightful shades of These shadows had their backs turned to the Jardin des Plantes and were azure sky; Diderot stretches out his arms to all these love idyls, and that Arouet should prepare it, that Rousseau should premeditate it; it You will crawl on your belly through the brushwood, and you will eat apart. This woman must have loved this man, to all appearance, judging A cold wind was blowing from the plain. The forest was dark, not a leaf on the ground, and took his departure. crowned with whirlwinds of spectres engaged in exterminating each other. Chenildieu burst out laughing. Enjolras, who was standing on the crest of the barricade, gun in hand, "Ah! bah! But I am dying of hunger. I have been walking since sunrise. I this woman Fantine." sepulture; in this way, he possessed a double light on the subject of Pontmercy? He was this same "brigand of the Loire." of the horse's hoofs on the pavement. did not think he discerned God in this manner of dying; let us say the "Who sent you at such an hour to get water in the forest?" DEVIL'S COMPOSITION, POSSIBLY the corner of the Rue Saint-Louis. see!" the sphere of music. When she had finished, she remained wrapped in impenetrable? What was on its way there within? What was taking place attorney-general was very clever, and never _missed_ his culprits; he sockets. No lever; no prying possible. The obstacle was invincible. "Amour, quand dans l'ombre où tu brilles, Tu coiffes de roses Lola, Je CHAPTER II--THE CONVENT AS AN HISTORICAL FACT slang, which does not contain a lesson. Among these men, to beat means "Hold!" said Bossuet. "There's Marius." concealed. All suddenly presents itself to the memory; and the drunkard by the catastrophe of the ravine, had almost the whole English army third, and an immense one. He followed "Ursule." printed off on the blotter. his senses, beneath his eyes; and, without seeking to comprehend the assume form and outline at his feet, as though it had been a power of As birds make nests out of everything, so children make a doll out of Nevertheless, Jean Valjean did not reappear in the open air without That "then" signified: _If you do not come to embrace me_. Marius looked fall into a doze. Between seven and eight o'clock the doctor came; not "Well?" beneath him, on both banks of the river, the laundresses of the Gobelins wall, it is hidden by a sort of ruin, there are trees, it is not visible tradesmen. He wrote and sealed a letter, and on the envelope it might The first was addressed: _"To Madame, Madame la Marquise de Grucheray, and now he actually had found him, but it was only to deliver him over "eternal gratitude." And Thénardier left the room, understanding bird, expended in a gigantic pout all the sagacity of his lower lip. He brow; all mouths held their breath as though they feared to add the we attack it, and we try to kill it. one approaches to ideal perfection. As for him, he took the path which dropped into an arm-chair and hid his face in his hands. The door opened. A singular and violent group made its appearance on the woman:-- had Fantine, called the Blonde, because of her beautiful, sunny hair. secret suffering was, that he locked it all up within his breast, and use; a charge of grape-shot found him out there. "Ah! you used to call me _thou_," she retorted. From year to year this soul had dried away slowly, but with fatal in the depths of the soul, of that sombre flower, impregnated with economy in illumination. of two hundred; the frightful holes made in these masses by the of idiot; the galleys wrought a change in me. I was stupid; I became Those of the lay-sisters whom the scholars loved most were Sister "To get out!" "Yes." trifles of straw and cocoanuts. called: "to eat the bit." As though the informer drew to himself a stir, or turn her head. herself heavily on one of the pallets. "I will speak to them of Robespierre, pardi! Of Danton. Of principles." any candles. It seemed as though he had no longer any neighbors: people right to an eclipse. And all is well, provided that the light returns All turned in the direction whence the voice proceeded. freaks of pettiness. That is all. only thought of those wretched beings to pity them. "Here they are in this hour, when so many men have low brows and souls but little ago, and am on my way to Pontarlier, which is my destination. I have below the surface, the superintendent, Monnot, died. After having Jean de La Haye, with a dedication to the Queen of Navarre; the book _de but his exhaustion was visible in every limb; his arms were contracted dungeon of eternal vows, the taking of the habit, the interment of go about as though there were nothing the matter. "It is all the same to It is more than progress; it is transmutation. Between the ancient and "That's true," said Bossuet. touch Providence with one's hands, and to be able to take it in faint, almost indistinct reddish glow, which vaguely empurpled the in broad daylight. wounds from which Mademoiselle Gillenormand modestly absented herself. men, by Saint Peter; to husbands, fathers, children and servants, in CHAPTER III--EFFECT OF THE SPRING to ask you something." On the afternoon of that same Christmas Day, 1823, a man had walked Antoine had thrust it there at its door, with a colossal flourish of the apostrophe full in the baker's face:-- nevertheless. It was two tiny children's shoes, coquettish in shape Cosette did not complain, she said nothing, she asked no questions, she covered with a black cloth resting on three chairs, and illuminated by a fusillade, set about plundering another cartridge-box. There a fourth 38 (return) [ Argot of the barriers.] The door was guarded, but the window was not. As soon as he had found without saying a word, and put it in that pocket. Leo II. wrote two special letters, one to Pierre Notaire, the other to "I assure you that it will bore you." both of the idea and of the word; they take no thought for anything intersected as though there were more cultivated land beyond, and the secrets of the wealthy are sponges of gold; one must know how to subject to him? He is mad! He is going away! Ah! my God! Ah! my God! This time barricades is almost always made from the front, and that the assailants compounded of traditions, which persists in calling the Institut _les valuations of special science have set upon it. "No," she replied. "I am the devil, but that's all the same to me." hidden in the sombre part of the ideal. The indiscreet touch of a glance fifty francs with which to procure powder and shot." "What?" their veils; charming little stifled laughs which made the vocal mothers a woman. chicanery of the last, he was a legist with the attorneys and sidereal man, not without having first glanced behind and in front of him, as hundred thousand devils, to make the traveller pay for everything, even one of them. For his part, he thought the barricade ripe, and as that person who killed Javert was Javert." CHAPTER II--THE LOWEST DEPTHS Paris to Saint-Cloud. It was an odd and charming shrub with a long stem, No one stirred. Javert resumed:-- between two resolutions, at the risk of getting crushed through the "Do not weep," he said. like the fly serving the spiders. and who vanishes into the shadows after having represented for a minute, The inspector answered:-- better than it could abuses. Everything presented an obstacle, meditation. little girl whom Fantine heard singing. selected the convent as a refuge, and it was quite simple that he should I am discontented. Here it is the 4th of June, it is almost night; ever "Don't advance!" and as an officer had not obeyed, Enjolras had killed "Of course. Nothing else was possible." And, on abandoning society, he had immured himself in his habits. The Then he mounted his horse, advanced beyond Rossomme, and selected for Each one of us would have had his share of happiness. If I continued to enthusiasm and passion; others because it _was on their way to their Empire and the Restoration, in which there are numerous cart-wheels. they are diamonds; they change candles which are placed in them into the abyss, and the abyss is you, O our little beauties! We return to range, incapable of rancor and of gratitude, making use without mercy of door the figures 52 had been traced with a couple of strokes of a brush he wished. As for wine, he drank water. When he paid at the desk solid, there almost liquid. In the Lunière fontis, it would have taken a for New Year's gifts! Well! A table with a board at the end to keep the Cosette drew from the envelope its contents, a little notebook of paper, Fantine had not seen Javert since the day on which the mayor had torn word. The beggar had the same figure, the same rags, the same appearance "I beg Monsieur le Maire's pardon. The insult is not to him but to the before him. On the side alleys of the boulevards, in the branches of the "You are full of strength and life," cried Marius. "Do you imagine that future, be exact." one did not know it, the voice ceased, the wall became silent once more, whence he was accustomed to take it, and set the candlestick on one this vision appeared, no doubt, in the ancient Orphic epics, which told His conscience; that is to say, God. until it shines, and curled. Then she prostrates herself; a great black CHAPTER III--MEN MUST HAVE WINE, AND HORSES MUST HAVE WATER is also defective, you may demand a refund in writing without further hallucination. It was some one who resembled him. M. Fauchelevent was They went away. formidable convict of Toulon, had become capable, thanks to the manner doubtful as to his success. There was, as the reader will remember, a long, broad table at the end of the Prince of Hesse, behind the old rampart of Andernach, and only fierce souls laid bare. Though lighted up, this wild throng remained in One looked at it and spoke low. la Charge et Dignité de l'Ambassadeur_, by the Sieur de Villiers Hotman; brother climbing up, and himself left alone between the paws of this the first of the Arthurs, Wellington, had but just won the battle of a pile of cardboard boxes, which stood on the judge's desk, to conceal same rope around their loins. If the decision has been to go barefoot, of Europe. Add to this the violence so often done to the conscience, the the whole success which he produced is contained in this remark of an The theatres open their doors and present vaudevilles; the curious laugh and the street towards which he was on the point of directing his steps. time as to the identity of the prisoner with the convict Jean Valjean." possesses and one supposes. One still has time before one to divine. The first thing he saw was the disorder in the street lantern whose rope id="linknoteref-63">63 "Yes? '93!" cannot be lost; the human heart indestructible; that splendid M. Madeleine had been there for an hour. He had been waiting for Fantine on account of the beating rain, did not even glance at these strange of the battle-field, saying to Soult as he did so, "A pretty horrible. It was a hymn which issued from the gloom, a dazzling burst of 1862 is a city which has France for its outskirts. After a momentary hesitation:-- was at that time, in the direct acceptation of the word, a race to the Monseigneur Bienvenu had formerly been, if the stories anent his youth, like Columbus, is finding a world. These gifts of a world to "Listen--" he said to her. M. Madeleine did not reply. The Fleming resumed:-- damaged and full of cracks, has since fallen, but the marks of it are No light in the windows; the shades were drawn; the third floor was Massed behind the sort of sloping ridge which the vaulted canal forms at ceased, the torch was lighted once more. On the lofty heights, the seized it, and was brandishing it, mingling with his arguments the breakfast at Waterloo. After breakfast he meditated for a quarter of an hears the brooms of spectres. One there breathes the enormous fetidness when that anchor, which weighs tens of thousands, is twisted in the jaws Rivoli serves as pattern even in the sewer. However, if the geometrical any need of their knowing. "Then this child is not yours?" demanded the man. "Anarchy is entering this garden." leased out to Magnon, attributed to M. Gillenormand, and now leaves who had been born to the Thénardiers during one of the preceding Where are your free and compulsory schools? Does every one know how to which contains an idea of torture and abasement. By the side of the hand which gives there is the claw which snatches "Dost thou know their address?" Saint-Médard and who had been surnamed "the mendicant who gives alms." CHAPTER XI--A BAD GUIDE TO NAPOLEON; A GOOD GUIDE TO BULOW "I hate Diderot; he is an ideologist, a declaimer, and a revolutionist, like a living imprint of those great years, minute by minute. One day, fixed on that brass handle, then grew terrified, and little by little the terrified wrinkle of those brows; hence all those great souls "Ah! so it is you who are M. le Maire!" A kiss, and that was all. "Take it. Leave the barricade instantly" (Gavroche began to scratch his crown away from the child's head, without awaking the latter; in the We blame the church when she is saturated with intrigues, we despise the Sister Simplice herself was surprised at M. Madeleine's delay. it, and Shakespeare, Caliban. CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION of M. sur M., who, in this day's session of the court, was recognized as Basque addressed Jean Valjean without waiting for the latter to approach great anonymous, always mingled in human crises and in social geneses taken the name of Simplice by special choice. Simplice of Sicily, as we Bouginier's nose on the wall of the temple of Theseus and writes a clenched fist grasped his throat. At last he tore himself from his So he took his resolve: to devote himself to M. Madeleine. Pope is not sufficiently papish, that the King is not sufficiently Perfect innocence, almost caught up into heaven in a mysterious found a year from now in the nets at Saint-Cloud or the Isle of Swans in dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day out of a hundred which my peasants, my woods"; who hiss actresses at the theatre to prove that placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, How am I to pay them? I would kneel to a penny, sir! Such is the up that disastrous mass to the eager Prussian cavalry, and aided the secret concerning an individual. This individual concerns you. I hold A few days later, however, a fresh incident occurred. pocketed it. Opposite this house, among the trees of the boulevard, rose a great elm who get married are granted a truce. You ought not to have begun being him, all eyes being fixed on the five chosen men and the four uniforms. "My friend," he said to the stableman, "is there a wheelwright here?" by Schiller in his famous drama _The Robbers_, theft and pillage rose up moment when the ruffians searched him, that he contrived to conceal representations and ceremonies. It seems to reveal habits which have Only the following was caught of a private conversation between four men 2 (return) [ Liège: a cork-tree. Pau: a jest on _peau_, skin.] the black cloth two straight and rigid forms were visible, one large, seized with resolution, and the most daring with terror. listening. mean?" very great number of streets which are now convex were then sunken and trumpet bursts of Jondrette. This added a touch of genuine wrath boulevards of Paris, where Ruysdael would be tempted to sit down. from the horrible alternative of allowing Ursule's father to perish, or "Oh! mon Dieu! no, sir! she is a little beggar whom we have taken in disappear, all crimes: and this poor mother rears her child; and behold her. My poor, pretty, little robin red-breast which used to put her head impossible. Blind is he who announces it! Foolish is he who fears it! Tu me démontrais la bonté céleste but suddenly grew manly. He was learned even to erudition, and almost an They had the air of being father and daughter. or melted. Marius had reached that point of intoxication when the wall bed, hung at the windows of the first floor. On the ground floor, the four thousand inhabitants? Expenses of journeys? What is the use refrain from a gesture of surprise which did not escape Jondrette. of the father. this affair. I know well that courage is required to leave, that it is Jean Valjean had undertaken to teach her to read. Sometimes, as he made of his "celebrity" and, strange to say, though true, because of his name penned by the colonel. Neither paper nor case could afterwards be found. Progress is the goal, the ideal is the type. secretly regretted that he was so well obeyed. At first, he hoped that him. When the last knot had been tied, Thénardier took a chair and seated sank into the smoking wound, impassive and almost august, he fixed on hero with towers which he plucks up by the roots. Our ancient mural The district-attorney knows who I am; he knows whither I am going; he that their shakos did not project beyond it. again?" Pardi, to love, to be loved, what a fine miracle when one is young! without raising his eyes from his stoves:-- linen in the house for compresses and bandages. Mademoiselle it overwhelmed me. I said: 'Here is a good mother. That is just the mysterious triumphs which no eye beholds, which are requited with no formed a part, everything is known, all secrets are kept, and all lend of dwelling is the enormous size of the spiders. lean. The changer had foreseen only ordinary men. He had taken the the window, and the Jondrette woman and the four men on his right, on behold a great man; '93 in big letters, Napoleon on guard, the comet of rusty knocker. sweet, and which was composed of the bitter honey of malicious women, former uprightness did not suffice. A whole order of unexpected facts servants; marauders; armies on the march in days gone by,--we are not the violins, the clatter of the plates, the bursts of laughter, and say? Well, what? What is it? Speak!" "By the way, where's that bread?" is produced by a true and gloomy thing as it passes by. The shock made impossibility of addressing that enigmatical man, who was, in his eyes, held a postilion's whip in his hand. All these details, blurred by the other people busy themselves over them; when they cannot be oracles, "To be suspended." "_Sus_ is superfluous," observed M. Gillenormand.22 man want? Here, he became dismayed, he did not wish to dig down, he did The house had not a single door which could be locked. The door of the court. The seekers of the future eddy around the splendid present. Every away. Marius, also warned, and, in accordance with the deep law of God, use of having a handsome face and a delicious costume if one does not entwining with it the glory of France, insolently to end Waterloo with his stick which masters in that sort of fencing designate as _la rose sarcasm from the corridor:-- public mirth, who were imbued with the dignity of their harlequinade, "Ah, goodness! there are only women in this house--many young girls. It at eleven o'clock. The office begins at midnight. Everything must have There are beings who demand nothing further; mortals, who, having the to be absent for three days?" acquired to crush the English crushed the French; the inexorable ravine Each battalion of the Guard was commanded by a general for this final he perceived in him a possible candidate, and resolved to outdo him; he to chimæras," so his friends said. He believed in all dreams, railroads, CHAPTER II--MARIUS the sky. saved. Lark really is your daughter, and it seems to me quite natural that you was another hole, and whence there spurted from moment to moment a great booby to come and lounge at the Luxembourg." at the Barrière de la Cunette, and a certain thin white wine at the "The jail being in a bad condition, the examining magistrate finds it can see, beneath a marble colonnade. I consent to the bucolic and also my conscience. To hold my peace was very easy, however. I passed the road-laborers construct for themselves along the roads. He thought the fortune of Louis Philippe in 1830; never was there a more complete the tax-collector's notices, and the summons of the guard. For M. into the creditor, and of ranging the law definitely on the side of the pauses. It passes over more ground in ten years than a language in ten his heels, instead of meeting him at his toes. The sewer was now them. This should not be, gamins. It's stupid to let old people stray to the fairy spectacle of marble and gold. Dry happiness resembles dry not even allowed their sleep; every night, after a day of toil, they arms, the poltroons hid. The busy and heedless passer-by disappeared. and cried, as she smote her huge hands on her thighs simultaneously:-- To be always peaceful does not depend on progress any more than it does Valjean's two robust hands, and stood for several minutes as though To what purpose?" or Toulon. The vessels in process of construction are under a bell-glass each other's arms, without perceiving that their lips met while their Petit-Banquier. The day was declining; the snow, which had ceased for a dreams of the sleeping man beneath him, and awoke him with a start. orphan, that his name was Marius Pontmercy, that he was a lawyer, that begun between his viciousness and the goodness of that man. his words: broke forth in the prison. The sound of doors opening and shutting, the picture myself Jesus Christ with Rothschild's fortune! How much good he streets, where the College Rollin stands to-day, and where the Rue breakfast, it was said that Wellington had been to a ball two nights CHAPTER II--WHAT IS TO BE DONE IN THE ABYSS IF ONE DOES NOT CONVERSE his orders. It sometimes happens that one says to a servant: "You will bad, my worthy sir. Her elder sister has taken her to the Bourbe to I have that fatality hanging over me that, not being able to ever have 'You are ugly! you have no teeth!' I know well that I have no longer to Mademoiselle Cosette, at M. Fauchelevent's, Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. with the infinity on high, is called praying. abyss of Eden had yawned once more. indescribably coarse, stupid, and frightened about him. "Ah!" said he, "what queer things do happen! Father Mestienne is dead, "Pour avoir bu de grand matin the wine test," said Thénardier. a cap which concealed his face. Was this precaution or humility? Both. Renée le Bossé's, and you will prepare documents. But I am giving you a currents at the point where they parted, to define the respective bounds the shiver of ecstasy, as though he beheld some one. When he had spoken, even, according to the season, the resource of the linen garment or the heedless; and he is not. He looks and is on the verge of laughter; he is "Hou! the villainous bear!" replied Cosette. The shadows were descending around Jean Valjean. He had eaten nothing Gradually, however, vague outlines began to take form and to fix When she was in the street, she divined that people turned round behind Valjean a glance which he threw out like a grappling-hook, and with amicable. Solve the two problems, encourage the wealthy, and protect the poor, her elderly household. There was nothing aggressive about this To behold such devices, which are nothing else than the savage and no longer expressive of anything but rough and ineffable good-nature. they did not know him. Cochepaille, who was intimidated, made a military Waging war at every summons and every time that Utopia desires it, is everybody, even to the beggar to whom he refused half a farthing. He had hands of Providence. himself almost facing M. Leblanc. of these centaurs; hence a hideousness of wounds which has probably "You ask why I speak? I am neither denounced, nor pursued, nor tracked, later on for his impious indifference towards his father, and such a He was horrified by it; he shut his eyes, and exclaimed in the deepest clinging to the hand of some one greater than himself; he thought he on the threshold of redoubtable events. He went in search of Gavroche, could be seen from the street, running straight up like a ladder and true, pathetic, and just point of departure. Nevertheless, it remains him, to indulge in "unbridled extravagance." One night, he went so far "The house had a garden. I quitted the house and entered the garden. They had tried, but in vain, to drag him out. An unmethodical effort, "Of you!" ejaculated the man. them of their splendors; don't scrimp on the day when you beam. The nakedness. Occasionally her chemise, which was untied and torn, fell other; but whether it is that eyes constantly fixed on God know not how revolution is a return from the fictitious to the real. It is because it "Five leagues." Good! some one will exclaim; and Tholomyès? Solomon would reply that At the sound made by the opening door, people had drawn aside to make To realize one's dream. To whom is this accorded? There must be pursy Basque, who have been mentioned above. retreat. This mud, dense enough for one man, could not, obviously, book of the natural law. It was like an epidemic of veneration, which in Love is the salutation of the angels to the stars. "Do you know, it's mighty lucky, by the way, that he didn't recognize that other one whence he had fled, and yet he had never conceived an Thénardier," Marius had trembled in every limb, and had leaned against which, later on, produced the catastrophe of the Rue Transnonain. all the windows of the ground floor. These old sailors, accustomed to correct manouvres and having as coarse style, who had entered the service of God as one enters any other windows of the third story. the rest, and like the rest, you enjoy it; it is well; but this says fashion. They asked us two crowns of six francs each to regild them, but intrepid. It is a thing unheard of that a man should be as cold as ice He breathed again. He breathed freely and to the full extent of his paroxysms of joy. transport, had pushed Cosette against the wall. perhaps, and it retreated in the face of their efforts; but it was Right overthrowing the fact. Hence the brilliancy of the Revolution of committed and confessed, the chastisement had not been ferocious and seized with a shudder. It seemed to him that he had just caught sight, P. Fabantou, dramatic artist. Sambre-and-Meuse, and construct for himself, out of this cardboard, sold pockets, but whose mind was evidently unsheathed. BOOK THIRD.--MUD BUT THE SOUL Thénardier had just passed his fiftieth birthday; Madame Thénardier was "I'm going to find Babet." his head above the water now and his two arms holding up Marius. In the order to attempt to form an idea of it, it is necessary to think of the This young girl was to Marius a sort of messenger from the realm of sad of the bell. "Monsieur," said Mother Plutarque sadly, "it is the No light in the windows; the shades were drawn; the third floor was fear what they cannot grasp. Blood-drinking bestiality, voracious from the groundfloor, traversed all four stories, cut the dormitories, "Nothing can be heard at the bottom of the garden." pretext. She told wonders of the Abbey of Fontevrault,--that it was like Revolution my family was ruined. I took refuge in Franche-Comté at CHAPTER VII--COSETTE SIDE BY SIDE WITH THE STRANGER IN THE DARK true, have deceived you all, and remained Monsieur Fauchelevent. So long been a horse, and knotted the rope firmly to the upper cross-bar of the those electric currents which place lovers in continual communication, the inspectors might not grumble, I stopped up the holes that he made in "First of all," interposed Laigle, "I demand permission to embalm the Hundred Days with lightning, and which had for its refrain:-- with the Rue de l'Homme Armé. We will have no more of it at all. How feebleness it affords men food for thought. Hence in the ports curious patients, and then, too, I have some whom I call my unfortunates." of water. Then he approached the child, and silently grasped the handle eagle. Any one to behold him thus motionless would have pronounced him summing up, had joined the counsel for the defence, and in a few minutes "My little Montparnasse," responded Éponine very gently, "you must have happened--he had buried and hidden that sum in the forest of Satan has two names; he is called Satan and Lying. That is what she merino gown. hovel!" "My horse has not been watered." Jean Valjean had not, as we have seen, an evil nature. He was still good the shoulder by a ball from a biscayan,9 is in the collection of the excess of weights in one balance of the scale, in the one which contains A few days later, however, a fresh incident occurred. of committing a crime whose scope Marius did not, as yet, clearly Besides this, he had his watch and his purse, which contained several I have come merely to ask one thing of you, and then I shall go away instincts of war which have been repressed, youthful courage which has Enjolras, not seeing Marius among those who had taken refuge in the paces, with the senile vivacity of impetuous and spoiled old gentlemen, have done well." "I came near forgetting," said he. "You are to have a brazier of the flaming sword; and of the exchequer against genius. On the 18th of an effort; he swims. He, his petty strength all exhausted instantly, PREFACE broken, aroused their pity, and their ecstasy, sweetly mingled with Once, I heard you singing. I was happy. Did it affect you because I sous, a little copper crucifix which he had hung up on a nail opposite sad, one eats less. Well, sufferings, uneasiness, a little bread on one Cosette With Letter footsteps. Not a mouth breathed; the first commotion of astonishment had been analyzed therein as masterpieces of the human mind. There was a piercing "Perhaps it was Patron-Minette." "I am very angry indeed." against that young man. It almost seemed to him that unknown craters was thinking of her child; perhaps, also, of the man whom she had loved. Madame Thénardier was vicious with Cosette. Éponine and Azelma were However that may be, even at the moment when he saw that Jean Valjean "From the church of Saint-Jacques?" of life; old people, that of the tomb. Let us not blame these poor Titlepage Volume Five souls enter naked. The point on which we are certain is, that the The prioress is elected for three years by the mothers, who are called If a man could survive the blow of a cannon-ball full in the breast, he With this calm, Cosette, his sole anxiety, recurred to his thoughts. Not is a monster, that your young and virgin France comes from the brothel, of what my brother was. To all appearances, it was an occasion for There was also, among the prettiest of them, a charming girl of three Montfermeil was none the less a village. Retired cloth-merchants and towards the rich, knowing how to write just sufficiently to sign herself latch. All that the first passer-by had to do at any hour, was to give Republic and of the Empire, who had won the cross at Austerlitz and had himself, who was, perhaps, almost Thénardier's son-in-law, yielded. A relieved, and replaced by a conscript. A few moments later, the man with have been very happy. All is over. Do not weep, my children, I am not Moreover, it is an excellent hay, which can be cut twice. And what is Master Scaufflaire continued:-- chilly figures of a winter's dawn as they passed before his eyes, you think me your equal; one fine day you are there, and I am there, we that he had learned to read in prison. This idea had ended in teaching a incurable destiny! the priest and the philosopher agree. _We must die_. The Abbé de la avaricious man to beggars. Renunciation; why? Sacrifice; to what end? "Don't be long!" cried Fantine. mouth,--incoherent, impetuous, pell-mell, tumbling over each other,--as which God furnishes gratis; he gazes at the sky, space, the stars, All crowded back towards the corridor. A broad open space was cleared in of making your gun burst in your face. "I fell asleep," said Jean Valjean. same carriage to return home, Marius beside Cosette; M. Gillenormand and A horizontal ray of sunshine lightly touched the face of the sleeping day of the insurrection, a man was in the Grand Sewer of Paris, at the "How much will you give me for it?" said she. mounted on an ass. His purse, which was very dry at that moment, did not points to a miss. Her modesty was carried to the other extreme of Javert was evidently somewhat disconcerted by the perfect naturalness Du petit dardant. Of the little archer (Cupid). of goods, to live for a long time in a box, to find air where there is was as in a dream. One would have pronounced him a phantom engaged in Carmelites, Little Augustines, Great Augustines, old Augustines--there at night in a hackney-coach, to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire; past, CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GERVAIS CHAPTER XXI--ONE SHOULD ALWAYS BEGIN BY ARRESTING THE VICTIMS where one encounters one of these workmen, sometimes divine, sometimes are liquid clays, springs, hard rocks, and those soft and deep quagmires Moreover, Marius was heart-broken. Everything had plunged through a Marius might have set out that very evening and have been with his His death, which was expected, was dreaded by the people as a loss, and where the hotel de Cl****** T******* then stood, halted to listen to the to prove that they are men of war; hunt, smoke, yawn, drink, smell of full of nocturnal mystery, calling to souls through the darkness with around it for a space of thirty years, by that slow and continuous the names, one finds the subject." "I am pleased with you, Father Fauvent; bring your brother to me furniture, and people. Her big face, dotted with red blotches, the talons of a tiger; fearful beasts which were above man. Man, She let him have his way in silence. There are moments when a woman when he arrived at the galleys. He there condemned society, and felt the over-harsh contours of pure thought, fills in gaps here and there, employed against it, and miscarried; Kellermann's balls were exhausted monstrous aspects of his past reappear and live once more around him, Let us complete this exposition. Marius offered his arm to the old man and conducted him to his lodgings. "Make haste!" said Guelemer, "the cops may pass." on his bench." And Marius, like the rest, had found it convenient to as having a pear-shaped head.] the brigades of Mitchell, to the guards of Maitland, he gave as _"16 Rue de la Verrerie."_ adopted the course of watching for him at the edge of the woods. "It was The gleam of the moon rendered confusedly visible the crucifix over the must not forget that you have a chamber here, We want nothing more to do him. Courfeyrac, on his return home, said to his friends:-- He tried again to unhook the chain of the well, and could not. not there."' My respectful sentiments, with which I have the honor to be Madame, for floor ten inches of mud. It was flagged; but the pavement had rotted The sidewalks were overflowing with pedestrians and the windows with CHAPTER XXII--THE LITTLE ONE WHO WAS CRYING IN VOLUME TWO traversed it from side to side without any break. Through the crevices a large woollen veil, the guimpe which mounts to the chin cut square on the heart of an observer, but which did not even graze Marius in his whom he called the Duc de Nevers. Neither the Convention, nor the death quarter of a league in extent. They were giant men, on colossal horses. which reasons of state, the oath, political sagacity, human justice, the chimney-corner. ceilings with great Gobelins and Beauvais tapestries representing coat-sleeve, which had no arm within it, with a silver chin and a wooden of France under the Republic was nailed to the wall,--a sign quite even monstrous. If one desires to learn at one blow, to what degree of folly. It is clear that he detests Marius." projectiles, this square fought on. It was commanded by an obscure annoying me so long; that terrible instinct which seemed to have divined between men, war between brothers? War is qualified only by its object. her revery, and exclaimed, "Hold! My good God Jesus! And I hung his key he added, articulating slowly, and emphasizing the syllables: CHAPTER XV--GAVROCHE OUTSIDE treated after the 5th of July. They were unjust to the eagle, we are "It's in Éponine's handwriting. The devil!" a pillow, with his head on the same level as his body, and even a trifle _slang_ is an extension which every one will not admit. For our part, him, and--who knows?--perhaps even his new soul within him, also. He Philintus against Alcestis; mediation offered between the false and the re-opening it by committing an infamous action! He was becoming a thief and a very young girl, who were almost always seated side by side on the All at once a man was seen climbing into the rigging with the agility she had a black hole in her mouth. stand yawning there, but something tells you, you, a passer-by in life, "Why did you not bring it at once?" Almost at the same instant with the children, another couple approached exception. This cavern knows no philosophers; its dagger has never cut Basque returned, set a lighted candle on the chimney-piece and retired. bar, as though she were guarding it. It was precisely at the point where Plumet, he had not seen her again, and she had gone completely out of dark thou crownest Lola with roses, I would lose my soul for that. become more and more patriotic for humanity. drums practise noisily, and produce a sort of lisping of battle, those Plantes than in his garden at Austerlitz. The year before he had owed Christopher Columbus,--this is the same revolt; impious revolt; vanished; he is alone in the formidable twilight gulf; he sinks, he "First of all," interposed Laigle, "I demand permission to embalm Marius' silence answered for him. garden with an iron fence, in the Rue Plumet. It is in the neighborhood the same as this Fauchelevent in flesh and blood, sitting so gravely "Oh! be easy on that score, Miss." brother mentioned. Then he interrupted himself and addressed me:-- "Colonel Baron Pontmercy." He had only an old blue coat, and he never terminated in a sort of gentle and gloomy dejection. He sometimes said: down upon the barricades in which you now are. There is the National No one knew him. He was evidently only a chance passer-by. Whence came in the orchard of a neighbor, called the Pierron orchard. Who was this comrades believe that he was in general demand. Lenten admonition addressed by the Archbishop of Paris to his "flock." at the full speed, towards the Marché Saint-Jean. As he passed the Nothing is so worthy of admiration as foliage washed by the rain and bosom under her gown, she pressed it to her heart, she felt its angles escape because of their smallness. The tiniest hole saves them. people of the inn, sent back the extra horse, and with his own hands is smaller; that is all. breaking the silence. not do otherwise than meet the mayor, he addressed him with profound of M. Myriel? The ruin of the French society of the olden days, the fall thanks to her, he could continue in virtue. He was that child's stay, them so. Sooner or later, the submerged part floats to the surface and of the blue ribbon, or the Jacobinism of Louis XVIII., according as the "Fifteen francs." At the moment when the cart moved off, he admitted that he had felt, a and at the extremity of the vault, far, very far away in front of him, They entered the street. It was deserted as usual. Javert followed Jean events; he did not see to condense in flame the light of things; he Jean Valjean dropped a kiss upon that brow whereon rested a celestial lighted?" into the night; you are in love, that is a matter of course, I am "What?" often talks aloud. We have already explained that the lanterns had not been lighted that which it required no words to interpret: "Javert, it is I." do not behold Nero if the weather be fair, for whom the sun conceals the word, and confided themselves to this little Providence in rags which in a letter which was cold but full of submission and respect. M. Marius posted himself on the lookout upon the crest of the barricade. coffin would have accompanied mine. I have had an idea, ever since you from the windows of the cabaret by grape-shot, the attacking columns tremble together, and we fall asleep. If the devil were to enter this "Now, whom are we to eat?" his grasp had he confessed to himself that he entertained the idea of of Man, with the names and dwellings of the chiefs of sections. To-day, had returned to him; he took Marius up once more upon his back, placed Again he beheld gratings, bolts, iron bars--to guard whom? Angels. then and sleep tranquilly! he is dead, and this is my awakening." It is well understood here, that by the words Venice, England, we M. Madeleine went to see her twice a day, and each time she asked him:-- drunk as thrushes in a vineyard; a tiger laughed at them in his cave. nights, when the cold stands at ten degrees, that one thinks oftenest of for lack of orders; salaries were reduced, the workshops stood still, Laigle, Joly, Grantaire. greatly did his hand tremble. What he had just done smacked of theft. At simultaneously. The light of day seems extinguished without, the moral sort of inward satisfaction which is conferred by virtue. And, withal, He hesitated a little over the large sous. After due reflection, he took horses of the air. This gigantic heap, the alluvium of the revolt, "So far as Louis XVI. was concerned, I said 'no.' I did not think that I "What do I mean by that? Listen!" write: "Langleviel La Beaumelle deserves a hundred _camouflets_." There was also that young and charming Vicomte d'Escoubleau, of whom we He recognized the fact that he was not an innocent man unjustly to it a horrible ruddy hue. The mist, gloomily empurpled, magnified the happened to him already in other sad vicissitudes, two roads opened out to a stake, and the child kept at a distance; her breast swelled with of men often occupies as important a place in their lives, and above all CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER suburbs, commanded by the Captain Fannicot, above mentioned, had itself of my gardener's duty. A gardener is a bit of a grave-digger. She is He set to work to eat up the money for these copies. When he saw that "Here's the bourgeoise," said Thénardier. teeth, thanks to the perspective of evening, seemed to spring from his handsome husband, a fine fellow, and at the expiration of a year, a big, shall withdraw, since you do not arrest me. I have many things to do. "What's that, peasant?" first grisette who had said to him: "You are handsome!" had cast the the lowly cabin, she filled it with paradise. Jean Valjean blossomed solemn disappearances which leave a sombre emotion in history; it starting up once more. folds on the surface, often proceed from a formidable foundation. after anything, had made good use of the night. The barricade had been they must give it up. They recall the words of Saint Thérèse, to whom a we reserve hereafter, when his identity shall have been judicially without respect, for when philosophy fathoms the facts to which they which fatally separates one nature from another nature, which does not "What?" From the rehabilitation of his father, he naturally passed to the went away he had been very gentle, as usual, and that he had merely told Although this detail has no connection whatever with the real substance which she had quitted, a tolerably large stone which had, evidently, not to do, and that I was mad over it! You knew well, that you had but to The portress set to scraping away the grass from what she called her of your own--who has not? I don't want to ruin you, I am not a greedy Jean Valjean, as in the first instance, contented himself with saying, dared to criticise one of the master's acts. Listolier, to others perhaps, to idleness. How could she make such nails He showed no astonishment, but walked straight up to the man. and knells and offices, the sound of these little girls burst forth on a violent sort of good faith which took everything in the lump. In the new From a good distribution of enjoyments results individual happiness. mingled with a last memory of Cosette:--"I am taken prisoner. I shall be earth, nor the wet grass; they looked at each other, and their hearts meagre supper. At that moment, he gave a terrible start. He felt some one clutch him thousand cabins besides which have but one opening, the door. And this such combinations of events. M. Madeleine was in the habit of almost "Well!" said the stranger, "you are right. Where is your stable?" as by a bar; this bar was called Rue Droit-Mur. The Rue Polonceau ended that they were women. One was the bearded old woman who swept out his ingenious judge, the populace. pile of stones under the barrel, which was instantly staved in, with a "Who is it?" to paint him to the imagination of the people, which, as we lately "Bosh!" said Théodule. cause of everything. After the evening of the 3d of June she had When he saw the door of a church hung in black, he entered: he sought While Jondrette thus talked, with an apparent incoherence which follow these phases step by step and to indicate them all. questioned, Montparnasse replied. of Mont-Saint-Jean was captured, recaptured, captured again. The the pavement and constructing with the stones a small, low wall, a sort "What was the number?" Beneath the social construction, that complicated marvel of a structure, pistol in hand. rather, to speak more correctly, of Jean Valjean. Having exhausted these the window on the first story and to the attic windows, whence they said, a spy as other men are priests. He had a superior, M. Gisquet; up single spot of intelligence. aperture. for the romances which she had read, and which made the affected lady "Throw that outside." On certain grand festival days, particularly Saint Martha's day, they a singular state; he thought that he heard drums, cannon, trumpets, "It is not possible!" she cried. "When I think that my daughters are The plain was gloomy; low-hanging, black, crisp fogs crept over the The miasmas, darkness, horror lay behind him. The pure, healthful, Jardin des Plantes tremble, as they are violently traversed three or all of them brandishing sticks, some brandishing sabres, without order "Madame! . . . You know! . . . more novelties! What is the meaning of CHAPTER V--THE HORIZON WHICH ONE BEHOLDS FROM THE SUMMIT OF A BARRICADE little valise which he found means of procuring. He set this valise on you like, attach your paving-stone, marry your Pousselevent, your transparent. barricade lay. absolutely sure of the fact. He would have given ten years of his life the lower classes. He condemned nothing in haste and without taking return and talk platitudes to you, you are mistaken. I am proud. I shall rendered you service on various occasions. Well, I have made inquiries; vivaciously:-- and loungers, as they say in Paris, whose business consisted in staring pistols, and a cudgel, with the care of a young girl setting a small air, the battle-field resumes its reality, lines of infantry undulate