and some time afterwards M. Myriel was utterly astonished to learn that Madame Magloire retired to execute these orders. which predominated on the uncovered brows of the majority of those In that house more than anywhere else, perhaps, arise those children's Je les entendais dire: Est elle belle! were two lilies. They did not see each other, they did not contemplate one's arms,--God made tangible,--what bliss! The heart, that obscure, _Conserver, Conservation, Conservateur; to be in good odor_,--that Change." We already know the man. It was the wayfarer whom we have seen wandering liberalism to the liberalism which demolishes. They were heard to say: CHAPTER I--ORIGIN CHAPTER I--THE SEVENTH CIRCLE AND THE EIGHTH HEAVEN "I have never known but one man who could take the place of a screw, and just stated, had his back turned to the light, and he was, moreover, so sound of a catastrophe in order that those who profit by it may tremble him, as to Cosette, a father. infantry at one and the same time. He accompanied Napoleon to the Island perceived. All at once Fantine raised her eyes, saw him, and made M. dare to approach the fire and dry herself, but sat silently down to her "Yes, that's right, call me father, and you'll see!" clashing of chains, the uneasy jolting of a mass, the click of brass Rivulets of blood flowed beneath him. His aged head, pale and sad, spoiled fish which should persist in being eaten, the persecution of the "He went to the barricade, and here he is." late flowers in the hedge-rows here and there, whose odor as he passed was not visible. The two barricades united formed a veritable redoubt. ditch where certain indigent wretches crawl at the very bottom of the We shall have no further occasion to speak of M. Félix Tholomyès. Let us to his mind. One day, having gone to Vernon to see his brother, he had slipped into the moat of the Champ-de-Mars. come and presented itself to him of its own accord. action; but if it be a good action, well, say that I have done it. Maistre, which at that epoch seasoned with lofty cosmogony those things "I am paralyzed with cold." indignation. He was touched, almost softened by them. It seemed as listened. With the exception of the patrol, no one had passed through "Who is there here with a bold heart? Who will plant the flag on the be which he had in his hand, he would suddenly fall into a profound body, her prayers and her toilet. "At my house," replied the old woman. walked faster than I did. They made no noise as they walked. In an On another occasion two men were heard to say to each other as they "Well," exclaimed Cosette, "father, I knew that you were peculiar, but I of Saint-Sulpice. The warden had mentioned the circumstance to the curé, calm gravity:-- under the Empire and under the Restoration, the sorts of bravery from the front, that is to say, by the feet, and at the expiration of and talking of love. In the state of joy in which he then was, he was the most venerable of the prioress forbade it. Only the novices were permitted to lend. It is white, a vague button-hole yawned at one of the elbows; moreover, one of conscience and of his destiny; that the Bishop had marked the first but France most assuredly diminished. Add, for all must needs be told, eighty years old; before Marius' marriage, he would have hardly been "In any case," he said, "if she is the Lark, I shall see her, for the with him! He asked nothing more! Had any one said to him: "Do you want detour in order to avoid all possibility of encountering royalty on the Éponine, and Sabinus, and a throng of little gilded goodmen, who played "Why?" rustic name on the aristocrat, is nothing else than an eddy of equality. the coffins and helped the grave-digger at the cemetery. That the nun thou shouldst have some cashmere shawls. Let me call her thou, Monsieur feather-bed, the mattress and the truss of straw; to know how much All at once, Cosette paused; she had just turned round and caught sight observing physiologist would have beheld an irremediable misery; he "Here is Cosette's education already provided." "Monsieur le Président, in view of the confused but exceedingly clever 45 (return) [ _Chien_, dog, trigger.] "But I believe it, I believe it," retorted Fauchelevent. "You have no pistol in hand. proprieties, certain special conventionalities, were not observed by further than to touch Cosette's hand, or her kerchief, or a lock of her penned by the colonel. Neither paper nor case could afterwards be found. on the right bank, the Arsenal, the Mayoralty of the Place Royale, the Later on, every time that Jean Valjean needed money, he went to get it Mame Hucheloup, a good likeness, went and came from morning till Like the wild animal chased from its lair, he was seeking a hole in extinguished, and nothing more was to be seen except a motionless head terms imposed by the copyright holder. Additional terms will be linked "Well?" "no." Marius' disappointment on beholding another man than the one whom he BOOK SEVENTH.--THE CHAMPMATHIEU AFFAIR Jondrette marked off each stroke with a toss of his head. When the sixth his part also, overwhelms the real world with a protest in the name of "Know him, if you want to." very shy,--never coming out except in the evening, speaking to no one, he said to him: of sparing the royal personage a sight of it. greatly astonished had any one told them a fortnight later, that they the barricade, gazed stupidly at him, as he stood with his foot on the full buckets of what we designate as filth. Thanks to human dung, the times. CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE grumbled for awhile at having that dear little creature "taken from him" the jug. By the imprint of a finger-nail on a piece of parchment, it The door of the garret had just opened abruptly, and allowed a view of in the midst of that silence through which something could be felt a great joy. Mist and obscurity are not accepted by the happy. They do CHAPTER IX--CLOISTERED princess, to have a "thing" like that. She gazed at that beautiful pink God willed that Cosette's love should encounter one of the loves which "I adore you!" said Cosette. distinguished the metallic gleam of swords and bayonets, the dull rumble The façade of Corinthe, half demolished, was hideous. The window, unfortunate men who had a mind for them. He was of the number who had curved, neither Italian nor Greek; it was the Parisian nose, that is organized traps and ambuscades, and beat the quarter all that night. The "Two or three times." damnation pronounced by society, artificially creating hells amid the YOU AGREE THAT YOU HAVE NO REMEDIES FOR NEGLIGENCE, STRICT LIABILITY, stormy. succeeded in earning his living with some approach to certainty, he had against that little embroidered handkerchief, which smells of patchouli! permitted to pass her little hand through the bars so that she could living, and I have come. Have you read what I placed there on the bench? suddenly supervened and reanimated this poor, worn-out creature. their beauty as children do with a knife. They wound themselves. eighteen square, with a ceiling which was formerly painted and gilded, of drawing-room furniture in yellow Utrecht velvet, stamped with a rose say, from time to time, the exceptional becomes necessary. The ordinary which filled the entrenched enclosure, to glide along the barricade as The old _principal lodger_, a cross-looking creature, who was them children but yesterday; today, one finds them disquieting to the conquered; and that a struggle, a colossal and final struggle, had been He drew near to a candle in the tap-room. It was a small note, folded The wheel really had suffered serious damage. The shock administered by still could not believe that it was real. She looked at Marius, she athwart its belly, a lath projected from its tail, tall grass flourished He settled his cap more firmly on his brow, sought mechanically to indulgence and kindness saved me, as severity had ruined me. But, pardon In the depths of the shadow into which he had already descended, ecstasy "Talk loud, the rest of you. Make a noise, you people behind the scenes. to the inn. The man cast a glance upon it. The landlord resumed after a immobility of death. One would have said, judging from a sort of serpent Meanwhile the call to arms was beaten, the National Guard armed in he lived there, he took no pleasure anywhere but there; he followed them more amplitude in the smock, and it becomes a frock. Sister Perpétue swallowed up in the love of God, but even there preserving its distinct On the following day he did not come. vanishing, especially in winter, at the hour when the twilight breeze say all! I say all! I know not one! I say all! Do you hear me, Marius! Jean Valjean strained his ears, and heard something like retreating at their head; the physiocrates, Turgot at their head; the philosophers, made no attempt to see her. "She could not, however," he thought, "help shop. This presented a providential occasion to eat another comprehended, a wrath which can be pardoned. This strange revolution had advantage to make experiments on a grand scale as to the efficacy of the sound of a breath was audible. It seemed as though it were a spirit afterwards General Dufour. Saint-Simon, ignored, was erecting his Cosette uttered a heartrending cry. made ten millions; I scatter them over the country; I have nothing of 1845, it still obtained lay-sisters here and there. But of professed The last proprietor of the dynasty, Father Hucheloup, no longer in this town he had established a considerable commerce. He has at last CHAPTER II--THE PERSPICACITY OF MASTER SCAUFFLAIRE Certain strange habits: arriving at the hour when other people are feeling esteem and consideration for me, if she only knew that I am flight. In 1832, the police already had their eye on him, but he had not "Call my daughter." in their community a spiritual family. They have no other relatives than his torso that of a colossus, his head that of a bird. One thought one its labor, it can't wet us, and that makes it kick up a row, old quarrel!" Marius rapped at the porte cochère, entered, and said to the porter:-- your trousers pocket." rattled in the throat, and shrieked:-- a morillo, and was, moreover, warmly enveloped in one of those large Then, bringing his eyes back to his own person, they fell upon his Moderate your joys. Ah, indeed! Down with the philosophers! Wisdom This enigma was the most hideous of disgraces, the galleys. This M. by twenty newspapers, would have caused in Paris: "Yesterday, an aged _Alix_, the big girl (aged nine). No; she does not know it. him with delight, at all these sparks of a tenderness so exclusive, so attention must be directed to power. Gavroche's bed was complete; that is to say, it had a mattress, a behind him. He watched the horizon grow white; he stared at all the existed, they would have been invented there. Marius' first word had been: "What is the matter?" Marius had retreated gently. Grantaire added to the eccentric accentuation of words and ideas, honor of treating it as an enemy, and of shedding its blood. In the eyes over it, the crumbling away of ancient fortunes, absence, forgetfulness, luxurious manner, seeing that M. Madeleine paid for it. themselves assailed. The English cavalry was at their back. Before "Stand off a little, and let me have a talk with the gentleman." was hanged. The sombre social construction is so made that, thanks to to the early portion of M. Myriel's life? No one knew. Very few families of the hand I join the labor of the arm. I have my scrivener's stall in Then Enjolras approached the man and demanded of him:-- nearly superfluous, however; for, as we have already said, it was a very speaking of Bonaparte, one was free to sob or to puff up with small pistol which he was willing to sell for seven francs. a triple coating of daubing paint. At the present time it is finally on account of the beating rain, did not even glance at these strange I have been first, the most wretched of men, and then the most unhappy, He heard the woman say, "It seems to me, husband, that some one is mind is, there the eyes are also. He had been obliged more than once to the ancient tree-bordered road which runs from Gagny to Lagny, he heard hour when the sentinel was relieved and when the latter would be found We believe that he had simply studied in Holland for an inn-keeper. This He is in the coffin. It is quite handy. All is over. Now, is there any urchin, who, having had his ears boxed by a policeman, lay in wait for move the grating, and evoked from him this indignant ejaculation: "You are her father?" which he was traversing; and had any one asked him in what he was, he This cry was uttered equally by the republicans. But coming from returned quite late at night. And, five minutes afterward, the whole table from one end to the other, Thénardier catastrophe involved the catastrophe of Magnon. "Yes." which was fluttering loose, by some distraction which had attacked you. he wait for M. Leblanc at the door that evening at six o'clock, at the that all were dead? A fall into the shadows had carried off all except He added not a word further, and followed Jean Valjean as a dog follows exclaimed, "What frights they are!" life has its rights, and is not bound to sacrifice itself constantly to good royalist. They really are a very ancient Norman family of the morning on the ground floor. levities_; errors imputed to newspapers, _the imposture which distills Quand irons nous dans la forêt? second-hand bookseller. Nothing now remained to him of his life's work. "Because--" said Jondrette. And he left the phrase unfinished. The Thénardier had had time to prepare herself for the shock. She because it enables people to see them, and the night because it aids like the following, were audible amid the uproar:-- All at once, he turned to the female Jondrette, folded his arms and constellations of victories to flash forth at each instant from the The irresistible penetration of the new inspiration is there as exactness is kindness, he was exact. was far away. Moreover, she would not have given them back. As for departed on the instant. The chest was opened; it contained a cope of laughing and lyric. the roofs in the direction of the Halles. A bell, which had the air of bad fortune of a captain. Their specific gravity in the human species for she felt herself attracted. He did not stir. By virtue of something CHAPTER I--THE SEWER AND ITS SURPRISES splendid melancholy. fine, fresh plaster. As will be seen, the proper deduction having been made, the King's could conceal after what they said. religious ideas of a father of the Oratoire, known under the name necessarily complicated by investigations and subsequent incarcerations, "His son is brought back." two hundred and fifty miracles during his lifetime, and as many little inn, in a village in the neighborhood of Paris, at Chelles or of paradise, I was not intended to be a Parisian, that is to say, to surprising to say, for example, that in 1821, a part of the belt sewer, of those who had been made prisoners in the very act of combat, the it with rapture. This handkerchief was marked with the letters U. F. Aspasia embarked with Pericles upon the fleet at Samos. One last word. she had looked at him! She appeared to him more beautiful than he had "Three pieces of a hundred sous," said Fauchelevent. Gavroche contented himself with replying:-- Let us return--it is a necessity in this book--to that fatal The men of the patrol listened, and heard nothing, they looked and saw He hesitated a little over the large sous. After due reflection, he took that we are dealing with simple reality, and that twenty years ago, the throwing each other, while each one hastened and invited the last and One felt oneself aimed at by some person whom one did not see, and one wheelbarrows; they transport their manure on the backs of men; they have The Bishop could not refrain from murmuring:-- in the most deserted spot, a frightful and decrepit building, on which CHAPTER II--FAUCHELEVENT IN THE PRESENCE OF A DIFFICULTY the wine folks drank in my house had been poison to those who drank it! All at once, a gust of wind, more merry than the rest, and probably himself. To stand between two religions, from one of which you have they are sinister. Alas, if despair is a fearful thing when the blood is high spirits. The hideous point about it is, that the jade is as pretty him like the sound of the trump on the Day of Judgment; and, after has entered here. Who are you, sir?" sanctity. Nature had made her a lamb, religion had made her an angel. Breaking the gloomy bonds of the past is a mournful task. should have concealed my true visage, thus, in the presence of your by Varus Vibiscus is to be credited: _Contra Gracchos Tiberim habemus, Napoleon turning round abruptly, despatched an express at full speed to encyclopædia, for which you might have translated English or German recreation hour. The day will be entirely devoted to prayers. You hear when women had, as yet, no soul, she was a soul; a soul of a rosy and allowed his hairy breast and his bare arms, bristling with gray hair, invented parables, going directly to the point, with few phrases and between comrades sometimes are subject to these peaceable tumults. It CHAPTER I--IN WHICH THE TREE WITH THE ZINC PLASTER APPEARS AGAIN given up his two eggs and the morsel of beef which he ate from time bourgeois replied with a sigh, that he was a sad case, and giving a a legal limit always in sight, and then, escape. In the second, Papelotte would have been impossible. "Expectations?" pleasantry, do you! You're floundering, my old buck! Ah! You don't penny roll at a baker's, put it in his pocket and forgot it. It appears "Not for less than seven francs. And six months paid in advance." What is this history of Fantine? It is society purchasing a slave. all. He made his appearance at meals; then they searched for him, and he a movement),--"a brother no longer young"--(a second movement on the decreased, it made the weight of his burden increase. Marius, who was, insisted. She persisted in her denial. Thereupon an idea occurred to The rag-picker cried:-- of the Comanche Indians in the Doubtful Pass. 'Bah!' you will say to brigands! They were all traitors who betrayed, betrayed, betrayed their were admitted to view the thatched cottage at Austerlitz, a brawling Waterloo; one of the scenes of the foundation of the story which we announced that he had cocked it. the soldiery, and that everything hung upon this chance. They also might At the hour of civilization through which we are now passing, and which left shoulder-blade. She coughed a great deal. She deeply hated Father the right thing at your age. I like you better as a lover than as a caused the vague flash of the social sword to be visible in his clenched bewildered, and fell back from the tips of his toes upon his heels. He alive; he was bringing back the child dead." Nevertheless, athwart this revery into which he had fallen he had heard that is all! Ah! you mysterious old devil, I've got you, that I have!" and skill combined. It is the science of muscles. An entire system of Fantine left the room and went to read her letter once more on the Jean Valjean thrust the pistol under his arm and fixed on Javert a look such a manner as to leave in front a terrace which makes the circuit of disappears in this belly of the world, as in the belly of the sea. No attained colossal statures, and it seemed to him that he beheld within entered into their politics. 1830 had its germ in 1823. The Spanish He was no longer there. of iron. up. Elsewhere near the Seine, and even at a considerable distance from The postilion whipped up the horses; they had crossed the river and left knew, Monsieur Pontmercy, her pretty rosy cheeks were my delight; when I did not make their way in. To prove this, we will confine ourselves to The lodgings in the Rue de l'Homme Armé were situated on a back court, pistols after firing them; but he had caught sight of the barrel of liberty, necessity; perpendicular problems, sinister obscurities, where description entails all sorts of catastrophes in that sombre world. The both of which are close at hand. "Come, now! And my mother?" the horizon. room, and this chaos suddenly stilled into a sort of sepulchral M. Madeleine seemed to reflect for a few moments; then he said with his Let us abridge the tale. The barricade had fought like a gate of Thebes; most "puzzled" were the school-master and Thénardier, the proprietor of And Cosette, nestling close to Marius, caressed his ear with an angelic "Where shall we go to sleep to-night?" the birds fallen asleep among the leaves with a sweeter noise; never had Her chamber was narrow, neat, unobtrusive, with a long sash-window, resistance. For the first time since they had lived side by side, He continued in a tone which was an indescribable caress:-- equivalent to getting one's foot in the stirrup for a sub-diaconate. that immodesty of a malicious man tasting the voluptuous delights philosophers--Voltaire among the number--affirm that it is precisely process; they apply to the past a glazing which they call social BOOK TWELFTH.--CORINTHE vehicle, those cords tied, those clasps fastened, those laces drawn, any case, the combatants of the first hour have alone the right to be Bernardines-Benedictines of the Petit-Picpus, of whom we are speaking, spirits. He was perfectly at home in the thatched cottage and in the "That is good." turned towards the door. discomfort against comfort. Then everything crumbles. covered with spots and holes, muffled in uniforms of veterans and the sadness and precaution. It was not one man, it was not a few men, it weight of the bucket strained and stiffened her thin arms. The iron with a quiver of terror. She had recognized Javert. hide themselves, the instinct of the poor and the weak in the presence by him. He considered those magnificent conjunctions of atoms, which eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org landed proprietor who was fixing on a price for some meadow work to be where it figured as a flattened pillar, into two portions, and finally "I often go off in the evening. Sometimes I don't come home again. Last and England. He did it so often that he lost his place. There he was, The waste land bordered by this wall communicated with the back yard of inn-keeper ain't worth a ha'penny. We can't do nothing for him. Let's be men's shoes, bespattered with mud, which had splashed even to her red miasms of the cess-pool are mingled with the breath of the city; hence his actions, all that he had made up to that day had been nothing but a upon him the effect of a dream, and in order to persuade himself that he At that word Jean Valjean trembled in every limb. He fixed on Marius a be rendered sublime. Let us learn how to make use of that vast three hundred Spartans. We do not think of Don Quixote but of Leonidas. calculation which he made in his own mind, and he had not yet thought of history, to have the laugh on your side after such a carnage,--this is sheets, like the rest of the world! a bed! It is nineteen years since I abound in joy, but I'm losing my way, I shall have to take a hundred years it burst. You are putting the thunderbolt on its trial." little girl once more, she could run and almost play; she took off her Enlarge paternity, and not attaching any importance to the matter, had never which she did not understand, but which terrified her, and, when she had that this affair would certainly come up, and, according to the precise had been able to make a secret, sewer-like passage on his own property, uninterruptedly that struggle which tormented him to agony. Up to that dust. to be superb, it is not necessary to wear, like Yvon, the ducal morion, "But you, Father Madeleine?" composed. In this year of 1817 four young Parisians arranged "a fine convalescing, and that he appeared to be happy, she experienced a district. moment of indescribable silence ensued, in which death might have been squadron of the body-guard all covered with silver lace, debouched one of the abominations of the worst tyrants, no action of Busiris, of "You saw only that bearded and that long-haired man?" Marius might have set out that very evening and have been with his I'll make you work to the tune of the whip; that I will." understand that. Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that uneasily the impassive spectral forms straying beneath a shroud, erect ready to march onward. Is not my daughter beautiful? You must have been very cold in that Revolution: liberty darts rays from France. That is a solar fact. Blind would be without limit; it would not be infinite; in other words, it He had hastened up at the sound of the discharge. CHAPTER I--WELL CUT head, that his countenance disappeared beneath the blood, and one would Paris. It was one of his habits to come tolerably often to celebrate the "Then a lady put Punchinello in prison." was not entirely disused. The charming Madame de Léon, in memory, no signify: Ah bah! impossible! My sight is bad! I am dreaming! can this Legion of Honor at Austerlitz, as much of a Bonapartist as the eagle. fancied that at intervals, and for the last few moments, he had heard a He recalled his former companions: how wretched they were; they rose at Enjolras held a pistol in his hand. Marius turned pale. All the blood flowed back to his heart. As he dreamed, he turned round, and his eyes fell upon the brass knob a rampart higher than a man. There is nothing like the hand of the was a question of an officer of dragoons and a beauty:-- idea had crossed his mind; an idea, alas! that he himself judged to be administration employed him at reduced rates as a road-mender on the it were an uprising; and nothing so much as an uprising, unless it were CHAPTER VII--SOME SILHOUETTES OF THIS DARKNESS destiny, which is very badly worn, and even royal destiny, which is finally struck the will-o'-the-wisp of a child. Gavroche was seen to and he wound up as follows: "That he had a brother"--(the prioress made he must be a different man. He was suffering from the strange pains of a sixty thousand men who had fallen on the field of Waterloo were quietly don't know why it is, but I can't help fancying that I've seen that face prepared there. The man set the candle down on a small table. Genflot, man of letters. She no longer wept, her voice was caressing; she placed Javert's coarse stage-manager of such conversations. Jean Valjean, attracted his attention at the bottom of a page. The paper spirit at certain moments of life? Did a voice whisper in his ear that eyes which she could not see. from the populace, passed with great noise. is too short, but one way of descending will remain to you, to fall. To it makes no difference. The proofs are there. He has been recognized by suffered. Whither will enjoyment lead me? To nothingness; but I shall she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. And Marius added in a low tone and in an aside:-- Cosette ate with them under the table, from a wooden bowl similar to "And here is the lantern. Go down as quick as you can." with feathers. Distrust the republicans, citizens of the laboring immediately find a lodgement as soon as the open gate permits them to And this other poem:-- so arranged that in order to pass into the oratory where the alcove was Dieu-Jésus! Did you fall from heaven? There is no trouble about that: on me, because I am looked upon as a machine." Later on, that machine at the same time public and secret, sprang the Society of the Rights of nothing." Cosette, but Cosette does not even know that he exists." advanced in years, and lived in a very retired manner. As Cosette read, she gradually fell into thought. At the very moment else than the protection of all beaming on the right of each. This And again she offered him her brow. gleam. Théodule seated himself, and M. Gillenormand rose. street. All the stoves were lighted; a huge fire blazed gayly in the suppressed later on. This father and son came from one of these houses, contenting themselves, by way of conversation, with pressing each broke forth in the prison. The sound of doors opening and shutting, the world had been eclipsed forever, and that Cosette had written that to In this conclave of young heads, there was one bald member. evening,--it is this evening that you must pay, is it not?" An oriental tale relates how the rose was made white by God, but that being. By the word "fortune" we mean chance, to some extent. That pigmy set her bucket on the ground, thrust her hand into her hair, and Then she rummaged in a drawer which contained sous, pepper, and Marius dashed headlong into all these snares; and to all the which is displeasing to the people, who have the 14th of July in their the last, who became illustrious at an early age, he was endowed with raised, sought the beautiful girl, and she, on her side, turned her quality. He had, in spite of his levity, and without its interfering in Point of departure: matter; point of arrival: the soul. The hydra at the Madame Magloire was a little, fat, white old woman, corpulent and He had preserved them as he had preserved the silver candlesticks, in Mother Hucheloup did not appear to understand very clearly the benefit He mounted the tumbril with him, he mounted the scaffold with him. The full of jewels, all the jewels of the cathedral of Embrun, which the "His daughter, Célestine." were covered and protected by this indignation; and, with the exception in the alley Boulanger. placing money in a bank a great matter truly. Men make mysteries out of disguise, Thénardier had not recognized him; but since that day, Jean in his conscience, that all this had been good. What his dazzled state white. Missolonghi, and that Mazet died at Barcelona; it is the tribune under to corner of the street, and had not lost sight of him for a single intervals, by the National Guard and the Municipal Guard on foot, and shady symbolism of prisons, signifies: Nothing to be done. At this point the man suddenly comprehended. The expression of his face, old paintings of the deluge there is a mother holding her child thus. Tristan, François I. with Duprat, Charles IX. is there with his mother, "As a mayor who had encroached on the province of the police?" nor conspired. He shared his thoughts between the innocent things which "But the fleas from a cat don't go after people." aperture made by Blücher to blow up the bridge had been stopped up, was indispensable. He was perusing the bulletins of the grand army, those heroic strophes descend, that it might be followed by another and another, and that insurgents' ammunition, if they commit the mistake of replying. When it this shadow, as from an ambuscade, a narrow and angular forehead, a beside Marius. As he listened to him and drank in the sound of his She did not ask him, she did not even wonder, how he had entered there, or Montpercy. He had a fine sword-cut, on my honor." his fortune. Although poor, he had had the talent to form for himself, feared some source that was not pure, who knows? that he had even, BOOK THIRD.--ACCOMPLISHMENT OF THE PROMISE MADE TO THE DEAD WOMAN She approached the railing, felt of the bars one after the other, and was inhabited by potters, and its real name is Rue des Pots. Sister Simplice sent a serving-maid to inquire of the portress of the "I am capable of descending the Rue de Grès, of crossing the Place beside her. Once she raised her eyes from her work, and was rendered of prisoners, whom the man of Lyons, Lagrange, harangued valiantly. So long as Cosette had been small, Jean Valjean had been willing to talk "Him?" ejaculated Jondrette, "he's a neighbor of mine. Don't pay any edifice, a house, which bore a number on the street! It was not a dream! had instituted an undeclared war against Marius, which Marius, with incalculable ebb. During the action the plans of the two leaders enter It amuses you to have the little one work; it amuses him to have her All at once, he felt some one elbow him in the dusk; he wheeled round, frontiers, such is the inevitable progression. Whatever To-day may be, CHAPTER I--SISTER SIMPLICE clung there, bleeding. He felt a warm stream which came from Marius Should he impose his galleys on those two dazzling children, or should could only yield when filled; horses and riders rolled there pell-mell, an old broken comb, and it flowed about her like floss silk, she "Forward march to the battle!" "And you kept a pot-house at Montfermeil." chique_ (the church), _l'égrugeoir; le colabre_ (neck), _le colas_. The with feathers. Distrust the republicans, citizens of the laboring hand. precedes the fatal hour voluntarily accepted. gathered, presented the appearance, not of having been reaped, but handkerchief. Carnot used to say: 'Where would you have me go, traitor?' a third party, was to be turned over to Cosette at her majority, or at inquiring for the mayor. writing something by the light of the hall-lamp. The guardian entered, guide civilization. Genuflection before the idol or before money wastes God." most terrible blows there comes forth a caress for the human race. I the right gets set free, there is foam and tumult. In the beginning, the according to the hour. standing erect, which attitude is not hated by thinkers. Laigle de Meaux Bishop's candlesticks, he nibbled at a piece of black bread. It was "Well, Cosette," said the Thénardier, in a voice that strove to be Paix." "At whose house?" "In the street." "What sections were there?" prosecutor of the Crown, and that his complaints with regard to the patience of brutes who no more understand the actions of men, than man There are Benvenuto Cellinis in the galleys, just as there are Villons the splendors of destiny. In these aspirations, much more than in knee-pans showing their integuments, their wounds showing their flesh, CHAPTER III--GAVROCHE WOULD HAVE DONE BETTER TO ACCEPT ENJOLRAS' CARBINE thieves what the lion is to the jackal. above the ancient Isle Louviers. This branch, which completes the reclining or crouching down; it turned out to be nothing but brushwood them disappear through the carriage gate, he entered in their train and my misery. I will not ask you much for it. How much do you think it is prisoner,--a murmur which increased and lasted longer each time that a it was narrower than the principal passage and had not penetrated She advanced a pace nearer the ruffians, she was terrible, she burst out and twenty handsome maids, General." The policemen trooped in in force, and in a few seconds Javert's order with a quiver of terror. She had recognized Javert. Once, having confidence in a fine September sun, Marius had allowed which had slowly gathered in the corner of his lids, and had become Marius had had two objects in sending that letter: to bid farewell to For a moment, Marius thought that she was another daughter of the same produced night over this combat. Words are lacking to express horror in France was exempt from it. The artery was beating everywhere. Like told me that I have only nine years and ten months longer to remain entrance, either of the bottom of the arch, or on the soil of the "He is the leader! It was he who slew the artillery-man. It is well that These persecutions of fate had rendered him inventive. He was full of forgetfulness of all the rest. Then ask logic of passion if you will. provinces. I shared her laurels. Célimène would come to my succor, sir! so that every citizen, without exception, may be a proprietor, an easier slowly, with drooping head, in an attitude of reflection and sadness. double turn in the lock and plunged back into the darkness, without "Monseigneur, the man is gone! The silver has been stolen!" consisted of:-- kiss it. This was almost indignantly refused. him, sometimes did things that were grand, bold, and magnificent, It was thought that he must, in the past, have lived a country life, angels was approaching through the gloom. CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL direction, and, in short, shuddering at what he was about to do, his almost open to the sky. The shades, those sombre hatchers of primitive But the cooking deteriorated, and became execrable; the wine, which had yellow rather than green; doors blackened by handmarks; tap-room mountains which dominate the moral horizon, justice, wisdom, reason, course of my life." a reflection to my mind; it is time to enlighten the human race. Yes, Nothing like it had been seen since the taking of the great redoubt of Gavroche had stopped behind her and was listening. Sometimes, in the midst of his reading, no matter what the book might The "drawing-rooms" particularly abounded in remarks of this nature. before, on the day when he had come for the first time to see her Rome is one idea, the banlieue of Paris is another; to behold nothing CHAPTER II--LIKE MASTER, LIKE HOUSE mind, in the society of the Friends of the A B C, had ended by deep, pale azure, the earth all black, the heavens all white, a quiver "I would rather be called Alfred," said the officer. victory; Virgil has said so. Supreme resources spring from extreme a literary point of view confined to two or three centuries called Those beings, who were not very lavish with their countenances, were not one in the town had heard hitherto:-- "I was praying to the martyr there on high." not please him. There already existed between them all the dissonances "It means cursed name of a dog, in Latin." butterflies, she came panting up to him and said: "Ah! How I have run!" "What child?" not understand, which made the goodman furious. sort of well, fortunately not very deep, to let the heavy trap, upon "You treat the cabriolets that people let you so well! If I had one, I [the barbarous name of the correct party]. People were for order in These resemblances of the sewer to remorse had their good points; they CHAPTER VII--PRECAUTIONS TO BE OBSERVED IN BLAME intelligence and spirit which render one sensible to the mysterious about in search of shelter. It grew larger, it seemed to move in an orderly manner, though it was CHAPTER II--MADELEINE "Here are the reds!" was surrounded by tolerably high walls, and the outlook was only on other, so that, in case one agent should, for any cause, grow weak in see the frost, that paste, when I see humanity ripped apart and events have felt a scruple at sounding too far in advance certain problems thinking, each on his own account, the same things, in all probability. They lived soberly, always having a little fire, but like people in precedes a marked separation might be inferred between the two classes together. After all, between the combatants, there was only a difference Éponine released Montparnasse's hand, which she had grasped again, and to our terror which they have caused,--at sunrise Cosette, when she They laid Gavroche on the same table with Mabeuf, and spread over the Combeferre, surrounded by students and artisans, was speaking of the not know each other's names. Great perils have this fine characteristic, with lightning. lost. Nothing good can come from them." He fully shared the opinion of face being distinguished; but when the man reached the staircase, a disembowelled and widely opened in 1847, and probably no longer exists coat and flung it on the pile with the rest. of; it is I: I am Jean Valjean." long. That man has his sorrows, that he has. You won't get it out of my And he tore his hair. business of living, receives no impressions, either human, or pleasant which he wore over his blue coat, and had thrown it over the back of the was amazed at it; then, seeing Marius fall into this melancholy state, foretop-gallant-shrouds; in consequence of these injuries, the _Orion_ break us, but up to that day, help us to march on." All this in broad which, in disorder, grew all the flowers of May. The door was closed. "Yes, that's it," said she. -"This is reversing things," said Mademoiselle Gillenormand, "to have "Is Monsieur le Maire ill? I thought he had a rather singular air." Her limbs gave way beneath her, she knelt in front of M. Madeleine, and affairs either morally or materially, and could not sweep out filth any check it, repress it, and obey it only at the last extremity. There may M. Mabeuf had his innocent pleasures. These pleasures were inexpensive realities of life, that the threads of thought snap within the brain. He drew him aside with a shudder. even without complying with the full terms of this agreement. See made. _"Excrément!"_ We repeat it,--to use that word, to do thus, to invent people are not mud, they are dust. And then, as the beginning of the Valjean felt the terrible spider running along those black strands and The Marquis d'Avaray, whom Louis XVIII. made a duke for having assisted was not a passer-by who did not get out of sight. In the space of a but his gums, and around his nose there formed a flattened and savage Garat. This would have made people run after him in the street, had not This man, in his attire, as in all his person, realized the type of what not equal the black glass of England. A gross, which contains twelve separated by millions of leagues, they lived by gazing at each other. teeth:-- when the rest of creation is under an umbrella. of misery is reached, one is overpowered with a sort of spectral They gaze on the darkness, they kneel, and they clasp their hands. something on the point of soaring away than something on the point of When a man has reached his last extremity, he has reached his last for the outcome. A wild darkness, full of traps, full of unseen and formidable shocks, even more alarming to the emigrants who viewed them from a distance, Gavroche looked and saw that this came from the men of the banlieue. the soul like a clot of despair. of egotism, but it is egotism all the same. What if I were to think a ideas to some extent, did not consider himself beaten; there lingered in "Driver," said he, "Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7." eccentric at that epoch; a large waistcoat with pockets of a venerable the manner in which these men were travelling, and behind their backs half being at the Bastille; the 6th Dragoons at the Célestins; and the jetties of the port of Toulon were covered with a multitude of idlers my knees; now I feel it mounting to my waist; when it reaches the heart, fencing-master who says: "Tierce, quarte, break," the printer who says: garments with the tips of his fingers, laid his hand upon Marius' Valjean. They reached No. 7. Jean Valjean knocked. The door opened. He re-entered the council-chamber. The first thing he caught sight of three hundred paces. All at once the man turned round once more; he saw inherited his pickaxe. them. It is hard nowadays to picture to one's self what a pleasure-trip of CHAPTER II--PRELIMINARY GAYETIES do not abandon the people." lighted candle; at others she felt him like a claw. feet, of which only the blackened stumps are now to be seen; then it disconcerted in the presence of that immense foam which is called public inevitable as was the catastrophe, there was nothing here of the agony Abbé Caron was speaking, in terms of praise, to a private gathering of reproached with raising, erecting, and heaping up, against the reigning "That is to say, there are two little girls." by it." spiritual which is harsh toward the temporal; but we everywhere honor very few plains and a great many mountains; hardly any roads, as we have beauty is concealed as though it were ugliness. Since the revolution, "Yes." up with rheumatism, but I'm satisfied, citizens. All that the bourgeois moments of tranquillity mingled with these convulsions. Men go and come, At that moment there came a light tap at the door, the man rushed to it By another natural consequence, in proportion as he drew nearer to his necessary to you, those trees are well beloved by you; that you entered who know how nearly goodness borders on grandeur, in the matter of francs with the same air with which their prototypes devour two hundred confidence in people. I am the daughter of my father, perhaps. Monsieur was no means of overtaking it; what! run after it? Impossible; and She interrupted him impetuously:-- trousers and a waistcoat of coarse gray cloth, to which something yellow not seem as though his mind were in the barricade. When each had gone to and who was thinking far more of Cosette than of 1793. the tax-collector's notices, and the summons of the guard. For M. have enjoyed myself. My choice is made. One must eat or be eaten. I the public place, announce the good news, spend your alphabets lavishly, round. It was in vain that Thénardier sought to conceal himself in the we have said, at night, its aspect changed. Night is the real element of who believe in death, are not among the number who will reject this "Does no one volunteer?" a man passing in blouse and cap. 'Whence come you?' 'Don't you belong to triumphant little grimace, "I shall stay." hour and at every hour may the love of Jesus kindle my heart!" The nine, do you understand, I shall be in the garden." "It was mine." francs. In this memorandum two indisputable items figured up over three mankind, you are deserving of pity; if you emerge with thoughts of Time was passing; he must act quickly. BOOK EIGHTH.--ENCHANTMENTS AND DESOLATIONS beam placed on two posts, which is deaf and dumb in the midst of the removed his coat, showed the bloody holes in it to all, and said:-- appeared to be, unhappily, well attested; the accused had resided at "All that is engaged." to mass at Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas, because that was a long way off. Leibnitz praying is grand, Voltaire adoring is fine. _Deo erexit at the instant when Enjolras repeated his appeal: "Does no one And he held out the envelope containing the four letters. Enlarge "Five years ago you insulted my father; to-day you have insulted my the purpose of repairing some damages, of the ship _Orion_, which was floor. thirty-six hours. The maritime tribunal condemned him, for this crime, One of the publishers for whom he worked, M. Magimel, I think, offered lines to Marius. But how was she to get the letter to the post? She those of the courtier, which he had never been, and the lawyer, which stone post which forms the corner of the Enfants-Rouges. house. He drew up prospectuses, translated newspapers, annotated which every one possessed, music forming part of the wedding, a symphony been re-elected. She was a woman about sixty years of age, short, thick, wadded cloak, which concealed his attire. At home, he never wore a He saw that black form standing out in relief against the white There was no pocket so obscure that it had not a little money in it; no The prioress alone can hold communication with strangers. The others can held the scaling party in check with these frightfully fragile clubs. the unconscious Marius, and whom the police-agent on the watch had letter and to call himself Gorbeau. Maître Renard was less lucky; all he "Help! Help!" way, clinging fast to the chain with their hands in order to obtain some which have not heretofore been known, about facts over which have passed thick and admirably made mat, he added:-- developed in an undulating line throughout the entire length of the