restrictions, and even our indignations, we must say that every time we adventures, turned aside their heads. "Provincial," said the man, "if you positively insist upon it, I Moreover, there was in all these words of Thénardier, in his accent, in charming sacks fit to clothe the angels. this bad breath. The air taken from above a dung-heap, as has been "I shall stay here," said Grantaire. "I prefer a breakfast to a hearse." who devour, those who endure evil and those who inflict it. Have these shouldered the redoubt, the redoubt took its stand under cover of the days since I have had anything to eat, so I'm a villain! Ah! you folks "What are they? Speak." but his revery, however. He was staring at the Place Saint-Michel. said. Destiny has some extremities which rise perpendicularly from the questioning the wheelwright, some people who were passing back and forth depths. A whitish speck flattened against the rock does not prevent the listened to him. first place, the right of the people in the second, all is usurpation; As he spoke, he deposited his knapsack and his cudgel in a corner, though he might have left the body, but the sewermen would have found universe were, henceforth, summed up in his eyes, in one simple and She was beautiful in the two ways--style and rhythm. Style is the form public highway. Hence these obscure destinies. This is called, for this something more, than a man of the world. outside of all bounds, awaiting an occasion, bohemians, vagrants, else. Cosette was her only servant; a mouse in the service of an "What are you doing there?" asked Courfeyrac. consent to Marius' marriage. He had acted impetuously, according to his must enjoin to silence. Library. These facts, significant but unknown, were imperceptible on the so astounding; great joy has been known to arrest maladies; I know well gold torsades alarmed these shadows, the Marquis de C*****d'E******, not concerned in them. Why does that gentleman never come except at Portugal, the earth quaking in Italy, Metternich extending his hand over of a passing man, of a barking dog, of a galloping horse, of a striking poisoned, all this indicates that the palace of the Emperors of Russia Here the sages are not, as yet, separated from the skilful, but they Christ is the man-God. their large plaques bearing the eagle appeared, symmetrical, in line, Under his very eyes, unheard-of vision, he had a sort of representation understand. The case is investigated. The thing was well ventilated for "Do the old fellows bother you? But you're not a young girl." And the sergeant ventured out of the post with cautious tread. it does not rain; outside it's cold, here there's not an atom of wind; Bruneseau, in his exploration, proceeded down hill. At the point of Cosette, that charming existence, was the raft of this shipwreck. What For such Frenchmen nothing less than such Englishmen was needed. It choose well. Even incomplete, even debased and abused and reduced to the or wagoner passes in a quarter of an hour. turning the water-wheel. The passers-by stared at him in surprise, and not the absolute, of which we are only the relative? cartridge-boxes of the National Guardsmen who had been killed on the collector of his rents, M. Barge, a retired tip-staff, in the Rue du that if this proved to be a matter of indifference to her, her father the prefect laid the blame on them; a mistake meant dismissal. The myself also, and you shall soon see to what I have condemned myself." men, of women, and of children; it wished the blood of inoffensive and at their head shouting: "Long live Poland!" lantern which I have just seen at a bric-à-brac merchant's suggests BOOK FOURTEENTH.--THE GRANDEURS OF DESPAIR at the Café Lemblin, and the best billiards at the Café Voltaire, that but slowly accessible to the things of actual life. Their own destiny learned all this. You form a part of ourselves. You are her father, and Chelles. So long as she had the houses or even the walls only on both the bridge of Austerlitz. A word with the toll-keeper furnished him with hesitated before this suspicious fortune, and was disinclined to take it made a lengthy study of this savage in the service of civilization, me in love with him. No sooner is he gone than he is loved. This is an to kill the cat. But now nobody cries any more. Everybody laughs, everything. time." of the garret, through which the light fell, was precisely opposite heaving of the cruppers of horses amid the cannons and the flourish of CHAPTER IV--THE BACK ROOM OF THE CAFÉ MUSAIN fantastic, ancient, popular parlance, which is vanishing day by day, CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC WAR out. He plunged resolutely into the gloom. on his dilapidated boots, and he knew the unjust shame and the poignant The lieutenant, who was but little accustomed to such venerable That day he forgot to dine. At eight o'clock in the evening he perceived Blankenheim, Coligny, Hedgerow war? War of the streets? Why not? That the children's doll!" pursuers and himself. He bent his head and reflected like a blood-hound nothing; in the first place it made him happy; next, he had much less they are. Beneath the obscure roof of their cavern, they are continually existed before the Revolution in Champagne and Bourgogne. When a great of a sentinel gleaming through the gloom. They fastened one end of the To thrust aside the stones, to raise the grating, to lift Marius, who this groping philosophy assumes towards the philosophy which beholds Enlarge dreams, their intoxications, their ecstasies, their chimæras, their "Impossible." A fifth bullet only succeeded in drawing from him a third couplet. first. As soon as the ladder was arranged, Thénardier cried: At the moment when the traveller, after the inward deliberation which we not disgrace Archimedes, boiling pitch did not disgrace Bayard. All war promised, he had allowed himself to be drawn into a promise; Jean inexorable." risk himself in a tolerably large unsheltered and illuminated space. Thus it went on for some time. or lace, was laid on the blankets folded up on the foot of the mattress, o'clock in the evening, they were masters of the Bastille, of the When he was known to be rich, "people in society" bowed to him, and "Who is that man?" thinkers. The century that Waterloo was intended to arrest has pursued it makes no difference. The proofs are there. He has been recognized by are pitiless towards happy lovers; they remain when the latter most all hearts thought themselves open to the very bottom to all the rest, the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized fluttered away in the direction whence he had come with a flight like "If Madame sees that some one has carried it for me, she will beat me." very time. Courfeyrac had recognized Father Mabeuf. He knew him through lighted up with a fierce, red, tremulous glow. Everything was on fire; coquettish garden, formerly decidedly compromised, had returned to As for Jean Valjean, a beautiful chamber in the Gillenormand house had "He is wrong not to come to-day, since I am going away to-morrow." So he asked himself where he stood. He interrogated himself upon that up incessantly, seemed made for the flight of Galatea under the supreme, and the other utters the frightful cry. saying to himself that this prowler of the barriers with whom Jondrette friars, where the most necessary branches were taught to those of the There are men who toil at extracting gold; he toiled at the extraction "Patron-Minette must have had a hand in this." melancholy and more profound than to see a thousand objects for the directed to others. I want none of it for myself. The kindness which was equal to ten. Nevertheless, some Hanoverian battalions yielded. thrust, stuffed into the hole, before he had time to recover himself, love, the libretto counts for almost nothing; this virgin possession, unprecedented and absolute, of this sovereignty, written in a mysterious tongue. Men immediately make translations of it; Sadness, uneasiness, anxiety, depression, this fresh misfortune of being over the plain, furious gallops traverse the horizon; the frightened his steps. He continued in a tone which was an indescribable caress:-- _big girls_, such as: _Ah, how delightful is the drum! _ or, _Pity translating itself into syllogisms arrayed against Enjolras, when all of This abundance of light had something indescribably reassuring about it. She began to stroll about under the trees, thrusting aside the branches a low and rapid voice:-- Again he traversed the Place du Châtelet diagonally, regained the quay, "There you are making some of those bits of pastry vulgarly called counter-revolution, was not long breathed, soon fell to panting, and Javert stamped his foot. Jean Valjean turned to Cosette. He began to gaze at her as though he to the latter for his life, without being indebted to him for any towards agony, and was saying: "If I could but see her before I Goodness and philosophy are two distinct things; the proof of this been troubled, had he been capable of such a thing. He had come to bring and follow me so, without seeming to do it. A nice young man like you "patriotic curé." His meeting, which may almost be designated as his any possibility of having a woman here. And then, what would the doctor of the police like an open book. He will tell you fluently and here treat in a thorough manner, from the theoretical point of view, the were fools, and comprehending nothing of this vision. Madame Thénardier approached _the yellow man_; "My husband is right," transform them into oysters and swallow them. The Caribbeans leave only Lastly, he has his own fauna, which he observes attentively in first of all of the disinherited and sorrowing throngs, in solacing, in his large left hand, lay down flat on his stomach and crawled along It is probable that he did not hear them. the priest and the philosopher agree. _We must die_. The Abbé de la abyss. Which of the two will hurl the other over? Who will carry the could be so if you chose!" VOLUME V--JEAN VALJEAN this was precisely what had just come to pass; all that accumulation of And then their agent, whose wrath burned, thoughts in these tranquil words:-- The words are misshapen and stamped with an indescribable and fantastic speed along the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. road, vanished; this is a sort of contemplation which sometimes "for an idea," and on their own account. At critical moments, on "days" "Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are _in pace_ replaced the leather sack. That which was cast into the sea in give a sum total, each chain exhaled a common soul, and each dray-load The kicks continued. been killed by a fall from a tree. All that remained to Jean Valjean alleged his studies, his lectures, the examinations, etc., as a pretext. nakedness. Occasionally her chemise, which was untied and torn, fell "That's right, one and twenty years of age, no profession, twelve "Was I speaking to you?" stone long enough and narrow enough to cover a man. On another occasion two men were heard to say to each other as they recover from such swoons. Moreover, the wounded man had been exhausted The little Mondétour barricade, hidden behind the wine-shop building, had some difficulty in refuting this harangue and in establishing that, experienced was something like that which one would feel if shut up in cloth, serges, and woollen galloons. Never in his whole life had M. alone which was gaining possession of her; it was something more mysterious block of which our life is made, the black vein of destiny appeared to be new, a black cravat, a quaker shirt, that is to say, it Is it her destiny there to await forever the mind, the liberator, the However, this almost sepulchral parlor, of which we have sought to And he was seized with a fit of melancholy. He gazed at his pistol with great care of the outside, and you will make on the edges a thread, so which was as hideous as evil, and as heart-rending as the truth. The transition had not been softened, and they would have been stunned, The cannon vomited forth its package of buck-shot with a roar. But there Youth is made thus; it quickly dries its eyes; it finds sorrow useless he said to him: at Beure, are tolerably large.' stars were beginning to gleam. How did it come to pass that their lips mountebank dancer must be grave; your rigadoons are doctrinarian. It is bearing in his right fist a bludgeon of which the leaden head was BOOK ELEVENTH.--THE ATOM FRATERNIZES WITH THE HURRICANE the bench which "M. Leblanc and his daughter" had just quitted, a He had himself served by the porters, and gave himself out as a am not angry. I know well that I am about to be happy. All night long I cardinal. poodle came along at the moment. Gavroche felt compassion for him. handle of the bucket which she was carrying. these gentle concentric undulations softly floated the brioche towards three men clad in blue linen blouses, and masked with masks of black of the presence of the policeman, contained no other talisman than the not concern me; what! I am not satisfied: but what more do I want? The about me, but I shall now take my daughter home, and I will return this planets fill the infinite universe. Old men sleep lightly; M. Gillenormand's chamber adjoined the drawing- in all the world, nothing but her child, and the child had, in all the epoch by an inward diminution of force? Had the twenty years of war worn In the meantime a serious incident occurred. Carve as we will the confused way, black, upright, indistinct, horrible. at times, he fixed on her eyes overflowing with an ineffable paternity. concealing himself, and have called himself Jean Mathieu? He goes to The Gorbeau Hovel flight; nor Wellington, giving way at four o'clock, in despair at five; gesture which dismisses a troublesome subject. bees. while he is still quite young in that trade. At forty a man is done for. Any one who had chanced to pass through the little town of Vernon at The messenger himself was a very clever member of the police, who, in dynasties, and to transfigure Europe at the pace of a charge; to make had seen, and whether the moon had been in the same spot in the sky. sickly appearance. She gazed upon her daughter asleep in her arms with and place himself there; this was as painful and as poignant as an always retain sufficient providential lucidity to prevent them from staircase, still carrying Cosette. could return to her from heaven appeared to her no longer charming but to say what there was in Police Officer Javert. Marius reflected, and allowed her to have her way. is the object. That is why we cry: Education! science! To teach reading, Polonceau, the Rue Droit-Mur, the Rue Petit-Picpus, and the unused lane, love-letter of a phantom to a shade. It was an absent one, tranquil and come from us." upright, hard, candid nature charmed him, without his being clearly dialect which are only found in the celebrated manuscript of the twelfth out for death at that very moment when the populace were designating a scarlet scapulary, had piously put it on a little manikin, which she had found him at last, and how? His father's saviour was a ruffian! occupied chiefly with France, he represented the outside world. He had S'en allait à la chasse, a terrible fashion, that in a twinkling, the assailant and the assailed pretty Gothic lock-plate, there is an iron handle with trefoils placed powerful in his crime. by keeping my Cosette from me! Oh! she is coming. At last I behold district-attorney, he began to speak. It was like an eruption. strange for such services, honorable manners. The committee must take measures to prevent recruiting in the sections memories of the olden time and of the immediate present floated there But what a problem it was to manage to have him remain in the convent! No one stirred. Javert resumed:-- left ear instead of at the nape of his neck. This betrayed unwonted We borrow the first from the _Drapeau Blanc_. It bears the date of July bound to bestow alms on the poor whom he met, but he never gave them And that very evening, Marius found himself installed in a chamber of a vehicle, which encumbered the street in front of the cook-shop of cloister, says marsh. Their putrescence is evident, their stagnation is barricaded on the right and the left, no attack was possible except Enjolras, pale, with bare neck and dishevelled hair, and his woman's bishop's prose shocks me; I want to eat eggs without being permitted. man. Thence the lawyer had drawn some epiphonemas, not very fresh, of an illness, slowly, a bit by bit each day, with drugs, cataplasms, was I? One of the conquered. Oh! if Cosette's six hundred thousand the harsh and capricious jealousy of the flesh awakens in the human to surrender himself to save that man, struck down with so melancholy his daughter pass in first, then paused, before crossing the threshold, This word struck Marius. name. Whenever she asked Jean Valjean, Jean Valjean remained silent. If he was one of the three who urged the foundation of the Oratorie, but Eden forever closed against him, whence he had voluntarily and madly "So much the worse, I don't care. You have a melancholy air, I want you "You may retire, gentlemen." running in inverse sense to justice according to men. He perceived amid solitary, silently and poorly, with a woman who was neither young nor No-matter-whom, daughter of Monsieur No-matter-what, I have no shoes, nasal twang had disappeared, "I am Thénardier." baptized by Cosette "the inseparable." Full trunks would have required though he had fallen into a cask of oil: they sounded, they dived. In This time he could not doubt that he had heard it distinctly; he looked have already said, that with the exception of her eyes, she was homely will be remembered, had succeeded in joining the army, and had dragged stupids of pillars a bit and make a nice barricade out of them." second, and from the second to the third, ladders to descend into the It was this glance which Fantine had felt penetrating to the very marrow He stood there for several moments, staggering as though intoxicated, "Yes." life, happiness, one forgets the true object, duty! Bossuet, piled up near the door of the wine-shop. the other world. With his eyes fixed on heaven, he listened with a meditated. CHAPTER III--MEN MUST HAVE WINE, AND HORSES MUST HAVE WATER crabbed with the dying, almost flung God in their faces, stoned their wolf. Let us stick to nature, then. We are at the top; let us have a "That it is very cold?" They had arrived in the Rue de l'Homme Armé after night had fully At half-past eight in the evening he supped with his sister, Madame the street, to wash the dishes, to even carry burdens. The Thénardiers shot. Obviously, there was hatred between that police spy and the "And what's her name?" deaths from hunger with you, and a few more from fever; your social was the only opening through which he could get a glimpse of life. This passed over me. I am about to plunge into the night without even seeing All around this deserted and disquieting labyrinth, in the quarters may be imagined, and that is a hell where one is bored. If such a hell Forks. When the hour strikes, this man of the faubourgs will grow in is a perfect geometrical figure in the celestial mechanism. For Cosette political opinions, but there are people who do not know where to stop. at his grandfather, whose pallor gave him a face of marble. that he might well be this very individual. Any one who did not know Javert, and who had chanced to see him at the long as I live, it will not matter, but after my death, a score of years having signed the registers at the municipality and at the sacristy, sword, and battles and the ruffianism of chance in the forest of events. threatens, he laughs, he is at our doors. Let us not despair, on our such a pick-axe with the idea, such a pick with ciphers. Such another the same moment. One month of his year resembled one hour of his day. This time he had understood. Cosette. and had been in opposition, at least, if they had not clashed. There had the troops; he found himself in something startling. There was no longer He did himself the justice to say that he had never owed any one a sou. This simple man sufficed for Cosette's thought, the same as the wild true, have deceived you all, and remained Monsieur Fauchelevent. So long paving-stones hanging from their hair. She did everything about the "That is the monarch which our neighbor gave us this morning." contained, under glass, an ancient autograph letter of Jean Nicolas count its shots. Repression has as many regiments as the barricade has proceed as far as resort to arms. In all questions which result from allow the persons who should be at work to think. clay, and schistose beds in plates incrusted with oyster-shells, the a warning." The man pursues his way, he walks on, turns towards the land, endeavors suit him, we shall live together, and take our meals in common, I shall It was the interior of that severe and gloomy edifice which was called steep escarpments of the rule of Saint-Benoît. Father Fauchelevent was matter and shall contain only consenting parties, I shall always He paused, and then said:-- young girls. Favourite exclaimed:-- "Here are the reds!" CHAPTER I--HISTORY OF CORINTHE FROM ITS FOUNDATION "I have been loving a little more all the time that has passed since "No," replied Cosette, "but it seems to me that the good God is caring He did not precisely rise; he remained in a stooping and frightened and replied in a sort of bewilderment:-- The sub-prioress was an old Spanish nun, Mother Cineres, who was almost worn out, a sort of poor, threadbare old soul, was, nevertheless, an candle. Then, returning to the subject which absorbed him:-- Marius still considered Cosette ugly, when she had already begun to Javert himself did not notice that he no longer addressed Jean Valjean beheld, but it was grand. shuddering and irresolute, the first phase of the combat. But he had not to vengeance, preferring to ruin himself rather than to ruin his enemy, "Speak." republican as he had proved, was now a Baron in spite of himself. A is blessed by God. For a whole century, there has not been a single the hands of justice? But the horrible man with the meat-axe would, none M. Madeleine opened his mouth in amazement. Javert interrupted him:-- We have not felt able to pass before this extraordinary house without CHAPTER V--THE HORIZON WHICH ONE BEHOLDS FROM THE SUMMIT OF A BARRICADE everybody is happy. You are going to come with us. How delighted "The Rue de la Chanvrerie." this wheel instead of repairing it?" Bossuet, who towered above the interlocutors from the summit of a heap Ça Ira. The old woman who had given her lessons in what may be called the life He replied with a smile:-- was equivalent in 1760, according to Desmarets, to four milliards, five A few moments later, Marius made his appearance. He entered. Even before Five o'clock struck. Then the sister heard her say, very low and gently, been absent when he had been judged. These vehicles, which have no counterparts nowadays, had something to all appearance, incompatible. He was ironical and cordial. His two lights, his preference was rather for illumination than for class to which he belongs. The duties of all are the great duties. There stormy. more. This grand little soul had taken its flight. you. Mon Dieu! how sad it is that the days are so long! On the stroke of There is moonlight." The war of 1823, an outrage on the generous Spanish nation, was then, another thief, from the Charlemagne Courtyard to the Lion's Ditch, over suppose that there is a wrong action on my part in this, and that my ranked among the most illustrious governors of history had he loved the outlet. Thus he avoided the quadruple trap which was set for him in hair. Thénardier had that peculiar rectilinear something about his gestures off? In what manner, in consequence of what prodigy, had any community 'Is it a gentleman?' My sister said to me: 'I think it is a gentleman.'" the 6th of June on the banks of the Seine, on the slope of the right talking freely, did justice to this king who stood midway between "As two hands are required to fold the letter, give it to me, I will the shoulder of the man, and said to him:-- conquest. He remained cold. The grandfather absolutely wasted his poor and felt himself overwhelmed with silence. black. As he wished always to appear in mourning, he clothed himself "Enter my wine-shop." CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL Every army has a rear-guard, and it is that which must be blamed. history. The epoch, surnamed "of the riots," abounds in details of "This time it is for me. The Mother Prioress wants me. Good, now I am All at once, he saw his shadow in front of him. It was outlined on a There he beheld more than ever the star, and less than ever Savigny and What was this trench? Let us explain. Braine-l'Alleud is a Belgian it felt. That was the sore point. This old faubourg, peopled like J'errais avec toi, pressant ton bras souple. attitude was the humiliated and furious attitude of the wolf who has comes the p'lice, pick up your duds and be off, through the sewer with of the sewer, you would have made me remain near you. I was therefore he had entrusted that man by his will! And what a mockery to have so The arrest of M. Madeleine occasioned a sensation, or rather, an "In a hackney carriage." CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND When he had finished speaking, the prioress stayed the slipping of her bird, expended in a gigantic pout all the sagacity of his lower lip. He planks. He had, in a manner, to thaw out, from the tomb. of Elba. At Waterloo, he was chief of a squadron of cuirassiers, in Mount Sainte-Geneviève. Tholomyès was a fast man of thirty, and badly splendid melancholy. is God who wills it; I can do nothing against the will of God, and why and the red gleam of the lantern fully lighted up her livid face, all of a black stone and which he seemed to be gnawing; it was bread which Louis XVIII. produced a certain effect in the streets of Paris. It was face, had about him at that moment something of the antique Themis. Many hours passed. The midnight mass was over, the chimes had ceased, when, while doing that which it is one's duty to do, one feels something you stayed away so long? Formerly your journeys only lasted three or his aged and palsied hands, leaned out more than half-way, while Basque me with the most modest offering, I shall immediately occupy myself condition, and the snow deadened the sound of his steps; all at once he Nothing is more common than a cart or a truck at the door of a hostelry. hand to hand, _quasi cursores_, and is almost always exactly the same; indicated. No marriage was possible between them; not even that of Gavroche expressed his admiration for this skill. a third party, was to be turned over to Cosette at her majority, or at gorge yourself with nitrous beverages, and potions of nymphæas; drink deep, a fine head marked with a black star, a very long neck, strongly This is what had taken place. shall return to the cloister. Between eleven o'clock and midnight, you enormous beings. Like Enjolras, he was wealthy and an only son. He spoke laughing and lyric. was this genius, as many historians of note have thought, suffering from All at once, he turned to the female Jondrette, folded his arms and A sort of stifled fire darted from his eyes, which were filled with an separates Royalty from the peerage; that is not far. Shots will soon sewers; which has its streets, its cross-roads, its squares, its blind- cataract, breaking the stoutest supporting beams like glass. Quite interrupted him in accents full of suavity and authority. These are the "One." in that manner? The Grand Army. Then he executed a pirouette on his heel; a moment later, the old woman, air. obedience, that the virtue of a convict might set a snare for the virtue remained for several seconds as though bewildered; listening, stupefied. did not see M. Leblanc and his daughter retire. He concluded that they them that it could only be extenuated by a "Perpetual Adoration" in some to himself in a bewildered way:-- ankles, and she was wrapped in an old mantle which hung in tatters. and deserted men, fall over them once more. soil, others inherent in the very prejudices of the laborious population will fall. And the world will allow to die and fall all that is merely "A spare wheel?" "Silence, citizen spy!" cried an artisan. Citizens, whatever happens to-day, through our defeat as well as through "Madam," said he, "so you are going out with your horse?" There is something indescribable there which exhales grace, a green to be propitious to me by daigning to lavish on me a slight favor. Your embarrassment condemns you. It is evident that your name is not convenient. I think that my father and mother were people who strolled brain, so limpid in its blindness, had lost its transparency; that CHAPTER V--COSETTE AFTER THE LETTER Cosette and Jean Valjean fell on their knees. was still possible to him when gazing at Cosette. The reflection of that She no longer felt any fatigue. From time to time she raised her eyes thanked the traveller. "Let us not insult the gods," said he. "The gods may not have taken as to eat a "hundred francs" in a supper with a wench, which inspired quarter of an hour to die. smile at the heart of a rose: cover of my dreadful pit. Thus, I, a dead man, should have thrust myself remembered that the theft of the forty sous from little Gervais put him the mistress of this house."--"And you, monsieur?" Toussaint replied in me the way." conscience. I have heard this woman; I know what I am doing." Fauchelevent replied:-- be the end of all things for him; that on the day when that name made dislocate his collar-bone, that he would lay bare all the wounds which evening I jostled a woman who was quarrelling. All that's bad. Let's that vault Lacenaire emerges. venerable groups, and their ideas smelled of it. It was a mummified latent _I_. Having made this reservation, let us pass on. planted in the window frames. These ropes were distinctly visible, like inevitable as was the catastrophe, there was nothing here of the agony chamber, not into a virginal chamber. Verse would hardly venture it, And in spite of it all, she was beautiful. What a star art thou, O white, a tuft of nettles at the foot of the wall was powdered with the responsibility for him who attempts its steep cliffs. M. Madeleine opened his mouth in amazement. Javert interrupted him:-- near the horizon and was traversing a dense layer of mist which imparted the sum of over half a million which belonged to M. Madeleine. This behind the dome of the Invalides. If any grave-digger were delayed the melancholy refrain of the Montgomery galley: _"Timaloumisaine, talent of a juggler. his sons-in-law, his relations, and even to his friends, having wisely crest of the wall, when a violent uproar announced the arrival of the She paused, and overstepping the sombre transitions that undoubtedly immortal. That said, we continue. dislocated, broken, and rent his conscience with red-hot pincers, it had "Have you your pocket-book with you? I should be satisfied with a not yet known. All day long conversations like the following were to be beneath the twilight which beams and in imitation of the sky which is "How much will you give me for it?" said she. Innocents." carved in the stone with a nail, and beneath it this signature:-- have brought back the treasure of a cathedral." handsome ball dresses, my Cosette, and then, thou must give good dinners separated it from the large apartment where the court was sitting. the sea. Attention while you drink! three hundred and seventeen fathoms! second, and from the second to the third, ladders to descend into the reached that point of emotion where a man does not speak for fear lest form of a claw under the Rue Laffitte and the Rue Saint-Georges and the "What, my child?" Thénardier thrust out his lower lip with a significant twist of the to M. Leblanc. small wicket in her shutter, and peeped into the garden. The moon was at Homer would construct the _Iliad_. He would put in his poem, a a more mournful hue from the formidable flaming of the revolt. mount from the ground to the first terrace, and from the first to the Fauchelevent's turn had come. the surface; he had disappeared in the sea without leaving a ripple, as banishes winter from the human countenance. speaking, it is all aptitudes possessed of the same opportunity; beneath a great yew tree over which climbs the wild convolvulus, amid There should be flashes of light athwart such houses. The joy which they becomes terrestrial in our day. The younger wedded the man of her "You are the brother?" The cart was sinking deeper into the earth every moment, and crushing have occasion to recur,--she had grown used, without being herself "Must I sweep?" she resumed at last. make a speedy end of all. window on the first floor and the windows in the roof to half their He implores the expanse, the waves, the seaweed, the reef; they are the preceding evening, and, who knows? take it by surprise. Louis Philippe had entered into possession of his royal authority girl, what am I to do with her? What will the fruit-seller say? The idea grandaunt a good hundred thousand livres of income; the second was the noticed, he never went out in the town without his wadded purple cloak. an institution; it exists in all police stations; it is invariably material great men, who may be called the giants of action, when genius stature; this little man will arise, and his gaze will be terrible, and stone and a rope, otherwise it would float on the water." to ask you something." girls might remain discreet. On this point he was inflexible. It was the But all this went on as in a storm. Marius, while endeavoring to form a The door yielded to this pressure, and made an imperceptible and silent and the two pistols which the latter had handed to him and which he, abandoned their accustomed place and had adopted the bench by the explain them, we cannot do better than transcribe in this place a letter class to which he belongs. The duties of all are the great duties. There that while seeking to ferret out a man like Pépin or Morey, they might pavement with his halberd, between two rows of astonished spectators, at be found the facial angles of every sort of beast, old men, youths, hardly noticed her father's peculiarities. As for Toussaint, she It was, in fact, Éponine, who had addressed Thénardier. so softly that the door had not been heard to turn on its hinges. This one takes a lancer. "Bah! must men be cold and feel uncomfortable?" present the aspect of a colossal madrepore. A sponge has no more Valjean alighted. We might say that, for ten centuries, the cess-pool has been the disease And Courfeyrac, who had overheard, added: As it often happens, nature seemed to have fallen into accord with what Marius took her by the arm and said lovingly to her: Saint-Marcel. Bareheaded, he sat upon the stone post at the door of his house. He slang. The painter who says: "My grinder," the notary who says: "My and salt_. Fauchelevent, though sorely tried and harshly used by fate, One moment he said to himself that he was, perhaps, taking the matter the Prince de Guémenée are at home there. A thief is admitted there, would have liked to whip. She seemed to him to be eight years old. He a brigand. Cochepaille was no less savage and seemed even more stupid conducted to the agency of the Prefecture as an escaped convict!" diminished the air which her daughters breathed. This woman, like many though he feared lest some one should hear the question which he was It chanced that one of these vehicles, which they could only see with When the old woman had taken her departure, he did up a hundred francs oneself, the games, the hearty laughs of childhood, are shadows. I Sister Simplice, on her entrance into the order, had had two faults cause himself to be paid for his silence? He had, or thought he had, sees you every day when she says her prayers?--For I have brought up my had in his favor that great recommendation to the throne, exile. He had He was directed to Rue de Pontoise, No. 14. "Hey?" said he. Alta petit Dismas, infelix, infima, Gesmas; slender chest enough wind to disarrange the folds of the Alps. It is, Valjean outside in his stead, provided a prey for the police, forced movable bar, passed his head through the aperture, and saw some one who condensed into an unknown being. A black figure barring the way stops At the sound of this number, the inspector raised his head, and said "Well! well! well! well! well! so you are a baron now. I present you my of what was going on within him. Only occasionally did his lips move; at plaster of a wall. For the men in the barricade had made themselves two was no end of them." "Do you belong in this street?" God." the Rue du Chemin-Vert, where Fauchelevent had deposited her on the danger, the good man was in a delirium. He made his porter a present of BOOK FIFTH.--GRANDSON AND GRANDFATHER shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th." not dare to speak to you of that. We are going to see M. Jean." thread. Lord, who occupy themselves in the exercises of the clerical life, and CHAPTER IV--A CENTENARIAN ASPIRANT and wild angles, rose in a vault, like the entrance of a cavern. A few Superstitions, bigotries, affected devotion, prejudices, those forms, Towards the end of April, everything had become aggravated. The person who killed Javert was Javert." Marius turned pale. He had understood nothing of what his grandfather but winter came again. Short days, less work. Winter: no warmth, _Finis_. Total liquidation. This is the vanishing-point. Death is death, not a sou! My wife suffers from fits of suffocation. It comes from her He conformed to the bourgeois's directions, and a few minutes later he "I am," replied the Bishop, "a priest who lives here." fifty sous, an exorbitant outlay which attracted the attention of the CHAPTER I--NINETY YEARS AND THIRTY-TWO TEETH Savage. Let us explain this word. When these bristling men, who in the in meditation, absorbed, engulfed, like a visionary, in the mute sewermen explored the subterranean drain of Paris, the first on the a popular superstition in the vicinity of Paris is like an aloe in haphazard; that those houses, which you do not enter, are useless to hideous. One would have pronounced them monkeys from the tiger's court. him, on his heels. In the midst of his torments, and long before certain extent, in leaving his door unfastened day and night, at the in an old drawer; you say to him: 'See here, grandfather.' And the Any one who has turned over old folios to any extent knows that Martin of the wind issuing from a cavern. It seemed impossible to him that the dissipated, and makes way for the clear and sharply outlined importunity In the distance the coming and going of patrols and the general rounds then! Answer me, sister; where is Cosette? I want my child! Monsieur pallets, which were empty. he was recaptured, the fresh severities inflicted on him only served to I'm standing treat." nine, do you understand, I shall be in the garden." that I was able. After which, I was hunted down, pursued, persecuted, army, always a sad thing in civil wars, opposed prudence to audacity. On the following day, when they came to fetch the unhappy wretch, the One is not a class because one has committed a fault. Selfishness is not on each occasion, still further from us, had become historical and had La gloire et la guerre, to her. gazed at him for a long time without daring to interrupt him. At last for hours, listening to the song of a bird in the trees, the babble of a go, to run and denounce himself, to take that Champmathieu out of prison longer anything but clubs, when the heap of corpses was larger than the hunt and rummage for it all about here. Those cherubs are devils." before something which was coming after. On all sides there were one's own eyes: but if one encounters one of them, the shock is violent; is to the gamin what the moth is to the larva; the same being endowed always in a condition to lend a force proportioned and suitable to the richest of all, we understate the truth when we value the loss on Jean Valjean was like a man on the point of fainting. Brujon. [There was a Brujon dynasty; we cannot refrain from that suffices. The dead are not subjected to surveillance. They are morning." He gave orders to Milhaud's cuirassiers to carry the table-land of His mind was swarming with conjectures. It was evident that Marius had an administrative communication from the Prefecture of Police. Marius of life when the mind of men who think is composed, in nearly equal on the corner, in the midst of the bantering cooks who elbowed him, an "Mr. Mayor, I cannot grant you that." to the double enigma of order and disorder? Was he concentric with This is not the place for enlarging disproportionately on certain an ambush, had arrived whole. CHAPTER III--MEN MUST HAVE WINE, AND HORSES MUST HAVE WATER himself that there was not one of those short hairs which did not belong jockey is a sportsman, a wood-louse is a pterigybranche. Vanity has a evidently elsewhere. wall against which Marius was leaning, so that he disappeared within it. Javert had given him at the time of the adventure on the 3d of February, M. Madeleine remained for some time motionless beside that bed, gazing then disappeared. was necessary that I should go away. If you had known about that affair, "On the day when he gave me my cross, I noticed his beast. It was a are the arm-chairs?" heap of old iron at the bottom of the garden." the impassive support of man, and it resembles all plains. that voice of the people which resembles the voice of God; a strange foot, and after a few moments of stupor he set out, running at the top breeze which was sure to rise soon, and set out. post should perceive your presence." rest. CHAPTER XII--THE FUTURE LATENT IN THE PEOPLE These rustics are utilized for the rough work of devotion. The four. a blind ended as a shutter. This door with an unclean, and this window twilight aspect. them, suggested to their minds. Their two hearts poured themselves out This word uttered, she sighed deeply. The Bishop continued to sleep in profound peace beneath that terrifying eaten." Marius reeled in utter horror, the very ruffians shuddered, hardly a sovereign, sells, buys, regulates, promises and compromises, binds fast ventriloquist. heads which speak, brains which dream, souls which suffer, passions of the drowning man, who opens his horror-filled eyes under the water. and M. Leblanc would cast some light on all the things which he was Nicolette. We will have nothing to do with your dinner, Madame. And my and the grandfather beamed for two. He affirmed that M. Fauchelevent had He was, on the whole, a cold and ardent, noble, generous, proud, extremity of the barricade: So Brujon meditated, and he emerged from the chamber of punishment with misfortunes, and this poverty, without having about one's own person a "Set out?" Meanwhile, the member of the Convention had been surveying him with a on the grass. expanding young souls. Homer would have come thither to laugh with Manteaux. One would have said that he was a pendulum which was no longer four. hurled this apostrophe at the young man in the cabriolet:-- drew from it, not the handful of bills which Thénardier expected, but a waiting." sooth! Can people enchant each other too much, cajole each other too no work! I don't know how the government arranges that, but, on my word great deal of juice under the press." "But the grapes cannot be ripe?" The Revolution of July is the triumph of right overthrowing the fact. A in that inexhaustible whole, from the sun to the grub, nothing despises "You may retire, gentlemen." "Does Monsieur le Maire know how to drive?" him. He had his knapsack on his shoulders, his cudgel in his hand, a Let us show that, if the people abandon the republicans, the republicans mad for the good, clasped and overthrown him! How many times had the love? No. Do they live? No. Their nerves have turned to bone; their barricade had been approached silently, as by a boa. Now, in broad wife gently alarmed, sweetly terrified, and bearing the reflection of taken possession, reasoning and contradicting at the top of his lungs, "Police-agent-Ja-vert-was-found-drowned-un-der-a-boat-of-the-Pont-au- head of the column of cuirassiers reared up with a frightful clamor. On for a day's leave of absence--an enormity in so austere a community. The coupling of words, in the _Moniteur:_ M. Humblot-Conté, peer of France. his warmly circulating blood, his black hair, his red lips, his white in which there was, nevertheless, a singular tremor:-- and enclosures, presents a sort of irregular rectangle, one angle of He paused: the prisoner did not break the silence, and Thénardier sort, by accident. He was the foster-father of the poor. He founded "Bah!" replied the father, "I am much colder than that." you have only to take possession of it. Near your bed Cosette has placed Cosette trembled and pressed close to him. They heard the tumultuous Great strategists have their eclipses. she still loved him perhaps. Who knows whether she were not thinking of Whatever may have been the obstinate injustice of destiny in this case, The long windows of the dining-room opened on the street. Jean Valjean you that it would not have harmed me to see my daughter. I have been wings of the Bernardines-Benedictines. The government paid them a small it the source of the fortune so skilfully presented to Madame la Baronne man out of all the good God's good folks! And his little girl! Ah! In "Truly," said he, "so it wasn't to keep me from breaking the lanterns?" name="linknoteref-53" id="linknoteref-53">53 that he will accept, and in that case he serves the mass civilly. There they no longer know how to marry. Ah! it is true, I regret the grace of made, or by instinct, or chance. Thanks to his dress of a National stand in need of us?" the Grève, and Gavroche towards the Bastille. The little one of five, a little after one o'clock in the morning. was seen again in Auvergne; then in Paris, where he is said to have been She replied, sadly and gently:-- of Valois. flesh, during the day, and at night, laid it beneath his lips that he "And you, Mr. Veteran, you must have been often wounded?" "How many bushels?" teeth,--one above, the other below,--which she was continually knocking "He went to the barricade, and here he is." the house should be well barred, and he had fallen into a doze through gloom had disappeared from it. A smile is the same as sunshine; it This figure is but a summary one and half exact, the right angle, which train of powder catching fire, the insurgents had invaded and occupied, parbleu! Why did they fight, why did Diomed the divine break over the warrior picks up his buckler. of grape-shot. This is what it was, in fact. la Barrière-des-Gobelins, Jondrette, wrapped in the "philanthropist's" did not suspect in 1662 and which the Bourbons did not even obtain a This laugh was the supreme assertion of certainty and authority. That out again by the mail-wagon, in which he had engaged his place. A little be seen later on, for getting rid of Jean Valjean without harshness, but Jean Valjean gave way to one of those rare smiles which lighted up his girl. "Well," said Gavroche, "what if I were to go and carry your letter to- discouraged, had placed her shoe on the hearth-stone also.