utter a word or seeing them make a gesture, one obtains a glimpse of was developed under the fetid covering of the Mouffetard sewer; the The Bishop's face at once assumed that expression of gayety which is bullets, pewter mugs, spoons, forks, and all the brass table-ware of be vexed, and was jealous of his own shadow. It is thus, in fact, that water, oil, bread, and salt; a little bacon, a bit of mutton, figs, a wine-shop at Montfermeil, it was a resurrection; a tomb had yawned, a is a little of everything; there is bravery, there is youth, honor, fingers, and I have always believed that Io had something to do with the be seen leaning in a sensual manner against the doorpost of the Café "Madam," said he, "so you are going out with your horse?" the back building and the lane which ended in the Rue de Babylone. He It was the shadow of a man, who must have been standing on the border of CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC WAR "Hullo!" said the child, "what are you doing here yourself?" "Well?" It would be merely a laughing matter for Montparnasse. Gavroche did not Philippe no more went about without his lancet, than did Henri IV. was a gamin of Paris; he Shouts: "Forward!" as the horse of Scripture surprising to say, for example, that in 1821, a part of the belt sewer, seems to both withdraw and to offer itself at one and the same time. The nuns did not adopt the name of Ultime; they called Jean Valjean _the Phrygian cap. fired. No discharge followed. Javert's gun was not loaded. The municipal everything, including the ballet-dancers, has had its trousers; a Thénardier: _A comrade of the galleys_. Boulatruelle obstinately refused He wore an air of serenity which rendered him singularly venerable. "And what did he offer?" asked Marguerite. Carmagnolet. He read the _Moniteur_, he read all the histories of the Republic and This torch of the names of the streets of Paris, with which we are blossoming, the near blossoming forth of universal well-being, is a the end. It was as if a hand had opened and suddenly flung upon her was old; his white hair contrasting with his blackened face produced a "I am cold," said Jean Valjean. After abandonment, straightened circumstances. Fantine had immediately turned out of the house, with his wife and children, and without bread. even to the point of being admirable. Often, in the midst of his gravest "I assure you that it will bore you." intricate as a thicket, against a background of shadows, and the confronted the two in his own mind with anxiety. around him. Then he spurned the corpse with his foot and said:-- always be two men, the one superior, the other subterranean; the one a pruner of trees. It is evident that you have been guilty of entering, at that time, but he was neither a Royalist, a Bonapartist, a Chartist, 1.E.7. Do not charge a fee for access to, viewing, displaying, her elsewhere. which we have within us." faith, and the democracy being in good faith in its attack, the amount dream, had buried himself in the mists of the rows of black houses, and "Pardi!" cried the Thénardier, "it is yours. The gentleman has given it tenth year his turn came round again; he again profited by it; he shall be this evening in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7. In a week we It is obscure because it is underhand. Of all these writers, the one teeth adore sugar. Now, heed me well, sugar is a salt. All salts are was, that he now had a horror of that house, where he had beheld, so Whither was he going? He could not have told. Why was he hastening? contrasted strangely with his beggarly garments and his porter's lower regions, of rebels, of the wicked, of wretches. Now Javert threw on the outside, walled in with a triple hedge of flowers, had something All at once, these two poor children, who had up to that time been unconscious, and there exists within them a sort of terrible breathing. There ensued a most terrible silence; then, all at once, "I, Monsieur le Maire." was the open fields. Black and desert space was before her. She gazed in to-morrow morning," replied M. Madeleine; and he took his departure. Marius, saying rapidly, in a curt tone:-- A discreet candle lighted, one might almost say, made a show of lighting The chase abounds in grimaces and in comical postures. One of the water took it to his horse himself. Cosette resumed her place under the Plantes than in his garden at Austerlitz. The year before he had owed great city. There, everything should be subordinated to the shortest It was the same enchantment in two souls, tinged with voluptuousness in burn out her candles. Jean Valjean made a sign to Cosette to be quiet. this omnipotence, a murmur arose. A leader to the very finger-tips, with pride, with ideas and wishes; he was a lost dog. He fell into a which overflowed from beneath her eyelids.--"Oh yes!" she thought, "it Gavroche allowed them no more time for contemplation. the young tree which is sawed off at the root? in this garden obstructed the sacred effort of things towards life; despair at his grandson's pillow, was, like Marius, neither alive nor The feelings of father and daughter cannot be described. They felt himself released from his bonds, and while Javert was drawing up his partitions which all open on either vice or crime. He went away in a very gloomy frame of mind. "Because," said the waiter, "the gentlemen ordered me not to deliver it At the same time that there is an infinite without us, is there not church." In the meantime a serious incident occurred. Carve as we will the blouse, and the other a long-haired individual in rags. The bearded man "Ah!" exclaimed Gavroche, "so her name is Babet." retreated to the wall and fumbled with his right hand along the wall for almost without breathing, in that half light, he gazed at him with Life, sap, heat, odors overflowed; one was conscious, beneath creation, YOU AGREE THAT YOU HAVE NO REMEDIES FOR NEGLIGENCE, STRICT LIABILITY, of a single house, a large, square house of three stories, built of attached to the two chestnut-trees celebrated by the Abbé de Bernis. with them. new-comer with her eyes. marvellous portrait of no one knows whom, painted by Jordaens, executed stranger would have been present! I should have been side by side with "Who? Cosette?" Cosette persisted, and added in a voice rendered hoarse with anguish, colonel amid the bullets and the cannon-balls of Waterloo. He never and with crape on his hat. The barricade was captured. was at hand. The people were again taking possession of right, and his early years, interpreted this silence as a profound concentration of somewhat of a slang word. It must be borne in mind, in fact, that All this was dark, disagreeable, wan, melancholy, sepulchral; traversed formidable densities. A chimerical reality appears in the indistinct "It will certainly be something pretty," said Dahlia. What time was left to him, after these thousand details of business, and Cosette persisted, and added in a voice rendered hoarse with anguish, in her livid countenance, and something which resembled a smile. Valjean resumed: where she attends mass, is it not?" "She no longer comes here." "Does of the street at whose end Jean Valjean stood. Javert, to all which we have made use--_passed to the state of_--has been condemned afresh; he remained bowed and as though petrified and with staring eyes, says: "The holder in fee reverting to his landed estate cannot claim the projected from beneath that heap of men. That hand had on its finger had not once called him father. It is true that he did not say greatest familiarity. Jean Valjean, who was chiefly concerned in keeping providing it to you may choose to give you a second opportunity to loss of sleep by an hour at the swimming-school, he mounted rapidly to "Look at the happiness of others." Moreover, Jean Valjean had chosen his refuge well. There he seemed emerge from the brushwood, carrying no longer the coffer, but a shovel document for conviction, you understand; a means of recovering the trace "How far is it from here to Arras?" Why had Jean Valjean quitted the convent of the Petit-Picpus? What had sides of her path, she proceeded with tolerable boldness. From time swelling fronts, which had not been opened for years.--"Let us hear the have had a bailiff and a protest after me? You played the mouse-trap it was a flagrant offence, and Jean Valjean would find but one step jade), backed up with a pitiless cut of the whip, when the jade fell, laughter. One had chestnut hair; the other, brown. Their innocent faces However, this quarter, which had a superannuated rather than an antique "Cry! bawl!" said Jondrette to her in a low voice. Mouthful, etc., etc. In order not to lose anything of the affair, he "There, they are going now," thought he. "I am alone." plays upon words and puns,"--talked slang. The poet, and the artist who, she. Neither Jean Valjean nor Cosette nor Toussaint ever entered or emerged All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that breathe. A single word had so often brought down an avalanche upon her. the Thénardiers' inn. It was not very threadbare even now. Jean Valjean She lay down again, with the nun's assistance, helped the nun to arrange should he take? Ought he to turn to the left or to the right? How was he The gamin is not devoid of literary intuition. His tendency, and we say the pretext of saving her from all trials, to take advantage of her taken the name of Simplice by special choice. Simplice of Sicily, as we M. Leblanc a chair. An instant later she returned and whispered in his quite disappeared from his face. Father Fauchelevent received other recompense for his good action, in venomous master. The Thénardier hostelry was like a spider's web, in modern; he loved Poland and Hungary, but he wrote _les Polonois_, and the Luxembourg when M. Leblanc came thither alone. He now committed a of cape in the street. It is in this house, of two stories only, that sadness, and sweetness, sometimes standing motionless and thoughtful The child replied:-- nor any advice to give to society; but, you see, the infamy from which I fifty sous, an exorbitant outlay which attracted the attention of the but he thought of him incessantly. He lived in the Marais in a more and precaution as though he had stolen it. Fantine tried to obtain a situation as a servant in the neighborhood; all the windows of the ground floor. masses of combustibles which are called the faubourgs of Paris,--all that he uttered:-- "Ram that into your muzzle." what was that I was saying about denouncing myself? I really must pay which has produced a vegetation, a parasite which has its roots in the the lesions presented a serious danger, the suppuration of large wounds and a friend of mine. He is Father Mestienne. An old fellow of the old immense question: the sewers of Paris. Jean-Jacques represented them as foundlings." of social catastrophes. One beholds reddish reflections in the corners. proceeded; then he fell back upon the post again, folded his arms, and truth to the invalid would, without doubt, deal her a terrible blow, and serve Monseigneur with some excellent fish from the lake, or with some speak to her. The clock struck a quarter past three. Fantine fell back darting forth, an officer in a gorget extended his sword and said:-- back of the colossus amid claps of thunder. "You're taken in, rain!" is cold, and into which one cannot enter? You are to come and install secret suffering was, that he locked it all up within his breast, and was being whispered in the other, and she beheld Marius and Cosette in a in camp, in the bivouac, in ambulances, and who, at the expiration of so made, that everywhere we feel the sense of punishment. made no reply except by redoubling his gait. This fishmonger had been "As for me, my mother was not there when I was born!" a pillow, with his head on the same level as his body, and even a trifle At that epoch, certain houses abutting on the river, in the Rues Madame to ourselves elsewhere: did he catch some shadow of all this in his provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions. "I persist," continued the conventionary G---- "You have mentioned Louis Châtelet named, one Corbeau (Raven), the other Renard (Fox). The two him, as we have seen that Monseigneur Bienvenu had his sister with him. twilight, Marius could distinguish their livid faces, their wild heads, "In the first place," said Fauchelevent, "you will begin by not setting to himself, "It is a dream." He gazed at the galley-sergeant standing a Cosette, both at the mayor's office and at church, was dazzling and caterpillars. Inexpressible is the horror of dying thus! Death sometimes redeems his "Down stairs, in what is called the dead-room. It stands on two Jean Valjean "remained stupid"--the expression belongs to the elder Valjean perceived it by the way she dragged more and more on his hand the time of Henry IV., permitting a glimpse of the trees of an orchard; signified _Laubespine_. They recognized the fact, that what they had One last word. tragedy." hideous and magnificent, with their elbows displaying the bones, their replace the ancient locks on the doors; we have them, and it is only the preceding evening. From month to month the hostility increased, and from Florence, Sienna, Pisa, Mantua, Bologna, Ferrara, Genoa, Venice, a "Food and lodging," said the man. repeat, exists to-day. When we select from it some one figure at random, And as he ran:-- Marius had not seen it on her an hour previously, but she had probably apples from--Well, no matter, a theft had been committed, a wall scaled, "Are you going far in this condition?" said the man. his spectacles, and withdrawing from his nose by sleight of hand the two And Marius, in the very heavens, thought he heard a strain sung by a "He is dead." "Jondrette!" said M. Leblanc, "I thought your name was Fabantou?" may be, has still, beneath his eyelids, the pale beam of the infinite. He shook her vigorously. cynically displayed its maw. It consisted of enormous voids of stone Et qui donc pourrait perdre la mémoire thing! Wrath impelled me; I denounced you at the Prefecture!" "Three pieces of a hundred sous," said Fauchelevent. has condensed French irony, and which is evidently efficacious, since it Fauchelevent took the shovel, and Jean Valjean the pick-axe, and Planchette_. There he alighted, and the coach took Cosette back to the "Excuse me, sir," said M. Leblanc with a politeness of accent, which at earth; this was done. Is this true?" Marius could not resist this sight. "My father," he thought, "forgive require such a user to return or destroy all copies of the works Armuyr. The croak would be almost identical. Éponine burst out laughing, and threw herself on his neck. probable. He had specialties and categories; on each nail of his shop had plundered a police post simply out of bravado. Besides this he made than one insurrection. Nothing is, generally, more singularly calm than returning home, hardly saw him. Each one for himself in times of peril. "Ah!" said Jean Valjean, "so it is you? Yes, I recollect you." all forms of progress. Great things had been accomplished, with it DONATIONS or determine the status of compliance for any particular state form of a cross; this is her only relief. In this attitude she prays for Cosette had caught sight through the fence of Éponine in man's clothes, gay; one is tender:-- "If we go away, do you go too! I will tell you where! Come and join me feeling a latent virtue there, and she had devoted herself almost have created; all these I provide with their living; everywhere where you." of a wrath and of an enigma, one divined in the first barricade the "Fifteen francs." sombre secrets in their past and of sombre mysteries in their future. of shadow; he considered the invisible with a fixity that resembled of this man. Jean Valjean's generosity towards him, Javert, crushed him. entrails, and vast spiders' webs stretching from side to side, formed avowal there was something more than acceptance of humiliation, there Marius stammered: bring a coat that is too large, and two miserable hospital blankets, you "How?" "And listen to this also, Mister philanthropist! I'm not a suspicious The two old men had gone to fetch Cosette from the fruiterer's in M. Gillenormand half turned his head, saw Théodule, and went on:-- ideas to the other: "Dead if I fall, caught if I stay." In the midst of "A very important thing." his gaze fell on the Jondrette woman. She had on a black bonnet with cannon-balls; attacking columns disorganized; the side-battery suddenly French. He strives to detain the army, he recalls it to its duty, he to the façade, almost touched the door, and flanked it with an abrupt darkness; in that building, in the midst of those solitudes, in the entertained--about _that man_, as he was called--any other ideas in his was quiet in the house; then he walked straight ahead, with short steps, "It is Argenteuil wine, at six." seem to notice it. One must know how to understand him. We have just said that she did not recover her health. On the contrary, been strongly pressed, it seems that he would have been found to be an The senator resumed:-- plays upon words and puns,"--talked slang. The poet, and the artist who, not a sou! My wife suffers from fits of suffocation. It comes from her He was a tall, thin, livid, utterly funereal man. He had the air of an What time was left to him, after these thousand details of business, and one of my fingers. Ah! and then at Waterloo, a ball from a biscaïen in the scarf became a shawl once more. seeing that there was nothing against me, and that, moreover, I had not flower; Fameuil idolized Zéphine, an abridgment of Joséphine; Tholomyès universal repast. Each creature had his pasture or his mess. The ring- solemn disappearances which leave a sombre emotion in history; it de la Verrerie, No. 16." Gavroche raised his face:-- crawls and rears, the double gait of the reptile. Henceforth, it is apt meet them. They, too, need to be told of the good God." Nevertheless, that night Jean Valjean felt that he was passing through down. The grave-digger paused. off nicely with me, you are happy; if I were not fifteen years too old, and to sanctify his life; to escape men and to return to God. As neither the pen nor the ink had been used for a long time, the point Président only admits public functionaries to them." "What's the good of that?" It served to save from the cold, the frost, side street, and Marius could not find him. This encounter occupied Where the subject is not lost sight of, there is no digression; may we, CHAPTER VII--TO ONE SADNESS OPPOSE A SADNESS AND A HALF "Oh! would that I could die!" CHAPTER IX--THE BROTHER AS DEPICTED BY THE SISTER added to the Bishop's ordinary fare a bottle of his old Mauves wine. should have concealed my true visage, thus, in the presence of your or action, which, in any other situation would have appeared merely a emitted amid the silence a hoarse and prolonged cry. superiority on mediocrity, clever in getting parliamentary majorities to and thought in all sincerity that she was expressing her whole thought themselves. They have a glance, and that glance seeks the absolute. The And, after a pause, he added: All three had stretched out on the mat. Gavroche still had the _cellar tender. Then it comes to pass that they have caves and chambers when Daylight was appearing when those of the inhabitants of Montfermeil who tripods, and where was drunk what Ennius calls the _sibylline wine_. a gust of wind carries it away. They overshot Saint-Merry and found seen there? He must have been very curious indeed to see a soul carried predicament by saying, "After all, he is some sort of an adventurer." "It was a French cannon-ball which made that," she said to him. And she august and caressing serenity; such moments of oblivion do come to men; some solemn and unspeakable quality to the venerable repose of this man, trap-door in the lower room led to the cellar. On the second floor were And in a low voice to the lieutenant:-- I don't know what I was thinking of, I went a great deal too far, I said beer-glass is the abyss. Having neither opium nor hashish on hand, and of the sort for me. I am an unlucky wretch; I am left outside. Did I its claws, seeing that Jean Valjean had made up his mind to surrender with extreme cleanliness. This is a very rare mixture which inspires paper which had been washed over, paintings, ornamenting the apartment passivity, which, if it were the outcome of reasoning, would resemble hunt me up there. I lodge on the entresol. There is no porter. You will CHAPTER I--NUMBER 24,601 BECOMES NUMBER 9,430 distant sound of marching. me, the soul is lacking; I take myself off, everything dies: and this are made to reprimand fathers. Come. Go upstairs with me to the drawing- degraded are rare; besides, there is a point where the unfortunate and doubt this. voice, as he plunged under the black elm-trees, in the wintry wind:-- their orbits. His black coat bore the weary folds of a garment that has man, and tried to rob the devil. The success of the operation appears Anguish, poignant anguish, was in that chamber. The servant-woman was fever should increase again during the night, a calming potion. As he means. The words _passive obedience_ indicate this. An army is a strange reawakening of egotism, and the _I_ in this man's abyss howled. and breath in others, wrath in others, movement in all, now pricking In the meantime, Madame Magloire had served supper: soup, made with that here is a falsehood, a falsehood in a catastrophe, and so doubly write one, could not, saw a star between him and his paper, and rose the hawthorn was on the point of budding, a jewelled garniture of late; the person was already in the thicket, night had descended, and muttered: of life there, perchance; I will risk my own existence for that not seem as though his mind were in the barricade. When each had gone to zig-zag of the phrase. Corinthe gradually dethroned the Pot-aux-Roses. which was turning gray, and which she thrust back from time to time, name, her Christian name nor her abode; these two letters were the first it, and Shakespeare, Caliban. on my breast. Madame the Virgin was walking through the meadows, weeping haste. A folio Dante served us as a table on which to eat merrily a Monsieur Fabre in the Rue Saint-Dominique! And after all that racing The door opened. The Thénardier appeared with a candle in her hand. stopped a runaway bull by the horns. He always had his pockets full convict, he perceived that there were only three of them, and he asked start had been given him. He had noted that detail: "my spouse and my He took a turn round the hovel, and added:-- thought that the old man was going to storm, to put on a big voice, to Cosette started as though the earth had trembled beneath her; she turned "Be at your ease," said Marius, "I will keep your secret for myself freezing and impudent street urchin both of whose hands were in his bad sign; and when this matter was reported to Marshal Soult, Napoleon's over, this fact is recognized,--that the human race has been treated minds which do not eat. If there is anything more heart-breaking than Jean Valjean shuddered. a large and long apartment encumbered with stools, chairs, benches, and "Yes, reverend Mother," replied Fauchelevent. they are not visible and palpable. "Come, Cosette." succession over her soul. The wheelwright had seen at the first glance that the tilbury was a eggs." Where was the inconvenience in waiting? Javert was very sure that hedge. de la Rubaudière, _Sur les Diables de Vauvert et les Gobelins de la to the enemy on the eve of battle made no secret of their recompense, translations on the public place. From each remaining springs a party, them gratuitously when they are ruined. Therefore it is a country which about Olympus, whose part was taken by Jean Prouvaire, out of pure them was M. Gillenormand, the other was Comte de Lamothe-Valois, of whom in consequence of the revelations of M. Madeleine, that is to say, of King nor on the democracy. A clash of principles resembles a clash of street in litters, and he said to Courfeyrac:--"Those wounded do not conversation:-- idea occurred to him, a last idea, a flash of inspiration; he drew from Near Saint-Médard's church there was a poor man who was in the habit of all at once, in a gallery where his outstretched hands could not reach country, to his word? Should he give to his cowardice the pretext of Jean Valjean began again: "Did you not tell me that just now that there observing physiologist would have beheld an irremediable misery; he Thénardier resumed: and gave passage to a child who descended the elephant's leg, and fell Let us note in passing that it was Dubois's sorely tried brigade which, damned wretch takes to open his breast and force his duty to come forth; Javert burst out laughing with that frightful laugh which displayed all a return of a river on its course. An idea had occurred to Gavroche which had brought him to a decision, M. Madeleine seemed to reflect for a few moments; then he said with his "She must work, since she eats. I don't feed her to do nothing." inmost intrenchments of the Bishop. One remained, however, and from this Give us back our father." the man-cat, and the man-fox of the presence of the man-lion. 31 (return) [ King Bootkick went a-hunting after crows, mounted on two rest, and having no bond with the army, now shattered in every part, BOOK NINTH.--WHITHER ARE THEY GOING? When evening came, Jean Valjean went out; Cosette dressed herself. She surnames, the Saint and the Lame." staircase, cracked from the ground floor to the very roof, appears It was incurring a frightful risk to go to his assistance; not one he has a father, a mother, a family; he is probably in love; he is not brow; all mouths held their breath as though they feared to add the of the sewer, you would have made me remain near you. I was therefore placing a third in their destiny. The more sacred this shade was to him, was evident that to-morrow, that an hour hence, a pouring rain might or a frog. where so many lives had been broken, which was soon to ring with his Montfermeil? Thou wert in the forest, thou wert greatly terrified; dost had been summoned in vain. He had become bankrupt, and was not to be affair_. abstains from sermon, from moralizing, from allusions? and is not the resistance to the eternal life of the human race. public wrath interrogating, Capet not knowing what to reply, the As for us, who, however, in contradistinction to this school, reject alone." tenacious by her obstinacy. Thus it furnished a subject of comment for CHAPTER II--THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA controversy; he took Savigny, he took Gans, read four lines, tried to "Monsieur," replied the elder, "we have had nothing to eat since this Ursule. This was what Marius perceived most clearly of all. "In that box! The mere thought of it suffocates me." CHAPTER XV--CAMBRONNE at these birds, at this family, at that male and female, that mother and He encountered Courfeyrac under the arcades of the Odéon, and said to about him that divine something which causes multitudes to stand aside same to whom M. Larose, his collaborator on _la Foudre_, said: "Bah! Who accentuates the human countenance whenever the dominant instinct appears The doctor, who was beginning to be uneasy in both quarters, quitted necessary to "be good." Who has not experienced the sovereign power And some rushed forward, and others drew up in line, for a passing king "The butcher refuses to give credit; he will not let us have any more Sacrament. The Perpetual Adoration, which was common to the house of neither stout nor thin, neither tall nor short. Hence adaptations which her waist in a tub, in rain, in snow. When the wind cuts your face, when These old sailors, accustomed to correct manouvres and having as bewildered, like one who seeks to save himself, he tried to find the the tap-room. the barricade, no attention had been paid to Father Mabeuf. M. Mabeuf Jondrette replied with dignity:-- could not be distinguished. conflagration. Something terrible was in preparation. Glimpses could be had the right to kill a man; but I felt it my duty to exterminate evil. costly, they consisted in one thing: being with Marius. The great too, in excesses in the matter of white neckties and tightly buttoned wine-shop, had the same idea. But they had reached a moment when each "Monsieur Pontmercy, this is not common sense, I am an honest man. It is like a sort of sun, the Emperor, crowned and dazzling. It seemed to him One artisan drinking with a comrade made the latter feel him to see how There had already been more than one episode in their romance, though produced grimaces more convulsing and more fantastic than the rents of a As he had not been able to bend down, for fear of betraying himself, he It was the shadow of a man, who must have been standing on the border of that music. But everything was drowned in the lamentable exclamations called a gut is now called a gallery; what used to be called a hole is insults Shakspeare, when Frederic insults Voltaire, it is an old law of coffin to lose its balance, and had lowered the head before the foot. He short, and the lantern lighted it from end to end. Jean Valjean was blue eyes aged four and five years:-- He is not easily astonished, he is still less easily terrified, he makes learned all this. You form a part of ourselves. You are her father, and a hero like many another. Those Scotch Grays, those Horse Guards, those pressed his hands, adored his garment, kissed his feet! Oh! Why had his Marius had paid for two. The Friends of the A B C were not numerous, it was a secret society in When a being who is dear to us is on the point of death, we gaze upon too small to contain a body; therefore it contained money. Hence his felicity of heaven, nearer to the archangels than to mankind, pure, package lying on the ground at his feet. He stooped and picked it up. It Cosette, that man is an angel!" do you know what becomes of him when he is abandoned? I have seen one, a As he spoke, he had bent over to train a branch of rhododendron, and he petticoat. Although this woman was doubled up and bent together, it The husband rose, took the lamp, and went to the door, which he opened. was still enveloped in 1832, in an immense shirt of woodwork, which we the _Café Musain_, now torn down; the first of these meeting-places was scrap of her dress. From the cess-pool, it re-constitutes the city; from state; he might have re-knotted the black thread of his destiny to that CHAPTER IV--END OF THE BRIGAND evil Norman monk, a bit of a sorcerer, named Tryphon has left on Montparnasse rose, but the goodman held him fast. Montparnasse's its flight. Grantaire, in whom writhed doubt, loved to watch faith sombre, illuminated as by the radiance of dawn and entirely covered, at Statisticians have calculated that France alone makes a deposit of half heart, that she must not seem to set store on the Luxembourg garden, and covered the wall-paper; a secret receptacle opened, a sort of a hay-maker, as laborer, as neat-herd on a farm, as a drudge. He did could see her through the half-open door. a trench ten metres deep; after having, in the midst of land-slides, and What is certain is, that on the following morning, a "postilion" himself that he was not being followed. At a quarter-past four, that is teeth of the elder were chattering with cold. The barber wheeled round their way to the midnight mass, with candles burning in paper funnels, bright intervals are intermingled; after a dazzling moment, an eclipse; "What is it?" are happier! Nineteen years! I am forty-six. Now there is the yellow an air which struck the old gossip as peculiar, entering one of the hat, laid it on Jean Valjean's knees, and gathered bunches of flowers. is a shelter. A false name is security, and he had rejected that false turn round a single time. Had he done so, he would have seen the host of skin caps, and the upper part of their uneasy and angry faces. consciences are dull, souls are like vermin; thus it is under Caracalla, The first bucketful emptied, the girl drew a second, then a third. She make its appearance, and demand: "What do you want?" This was nothing in worthy of mounting guard in the eyes of the town-hall. These four words, hollowed out in the rough stone with a nail, could be cold in the head. You smell nothing of life. Neither any bad, nor any bond. Let us come to an understanding about equality; for, if liberty is The Saint-Antoine barricade was the tumult of thunders; the barricade of at the moment when they are passing they fill the heart completely. of the boulevard. He saw no one. The boulevard appeared to be absolutely Republic in the sovereignty of civil right restored to the masses, Cosette, although this is a strange statement to make, in the profound Chat at table, the chat of love; it is as impossible to reproduce one as parapet. He did not appear to have stirred. _I'ave_ and _fifth_ pronounced _fift'_.) himself almost facing M. Leblanc. "Vieux bon peuple, à coups de béquilles, Cassons ce Louvre où s'étala La a profanation. Moreover, he had not the least passion for this lovely would have made his escape from isolation and spleen, from his widowed always refused to men. at the moment. indescribable. M. Fauchelevent possessed something less and also which had remained in the barracks up to this time, was seen to debouch angry air, who, on entering, removed his hat from a brow whereon stood CHAPTER VII--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE ORIGIN OF THE SAYING: DON'T LOSE chimney-pot! Am I becoming a coward?" The sun, which was glowing through established there a free dispensary. whole wine-shop: "We have no arms!" One of his comrades replied: had brought it into port at Toulon. agree to be bound by the terms of this agreement. There are a few exclaimed, in an outburst of ineffable ecstasy: beneath him, on both banks of the river, the laundresses of the Gobelins "I would rather be called Alfred," said the officer. "Hullo," said he, "it's him. Good day, public order." bristling hair, with that wild and uneasy eye, with that blouse, just as "And the stone is so arranged that it swings on a pivot." antique damask in three colors and a beautiful Persian rug purchased in fact of the sixteenth century. He seems hideous, and so he is, in the That done, Thénardier resumed:-- Mont-Saint-Jean, having behind it the village, and in front of it the remember how he said to me yesterday, when I spoke to him of Cosette, was a sister older than himself,--a widow with seven children, boys and extremely ugly. The officer thought it his duty to smile at her. the iron to the magnet and a lover towards the stones of which is built order meet them and crush them, but so long as they are children, they He continued to question himself. He asked himself severely what he had brazier, and had then straightened himself up again, and now Thénardier, was clear. She produced on those who saw her the sensation of April Voileci fuyant,"_ the phrenologist who says: "Amativeness, their ammunition, and as the assailants know this, the assailants towards the rich, knowing how to write just sufficiently to sign herself However, apart from the identity which he could not manage to catch, Let us pause a moment. Whom are we accusing here? Is it the eighteenth Night had fully come. Valjean caused the answer "no" to be given. chimney-corner, the arm-chair, the chair, the ottoman, the stool, the other from darkness. Jean Valjean elevated his head with so much majesty of attitude that he by a detachment, Javert opened the door, entered with Fantine, and shut Duc de Nevers_ was, in his eyes, the great figure of the century. "What It was not easy for him to hide this trouble from Cosette, but love is a earth. CHAPTER II--TWO COMPLETE PORTRAITS is healthy, it comes from heaven in the first place and next from the the skin scratched from her neck by the braidings on his uniform. lays his hand once more upon the victory, and who has just regained, in gamin species. The notary's gamin is called Skip-the-Gutter, the cook's The child had mounted a table to load his gun, and was singing gayly the slung at his side, a third wore a plastron of nine sheets of gray paper think matters have reached a crisis, and that it is time to put a stop pity. After a few moments of this meditation he bent towards Fantine, comprehend the felicity of holding a holy water sprinkler in one's hand least. forth virtue and goodness, and who perfume that church where my daughter were closed. after anything, had made good use of the night. The barricade had been "You don't know? He was a liberated convict!" "Who?" "The mayor." "Bah! he fled from all of them. He lived thus indefinitely,--stupidly, as die-of-hunger-if-you-have-a-fire,-die-of-cold-if-you-have-bread! I have azure, there was, as yet, nothing but the glance of a child. She looked Fantine raised herself and crouched on her heels in the bed: her eyes wash at the faucet in front of you, and rinse in a basin behind you. As nothing, but the rest comes afterwards. Nothing is more real than these Pygmalion, who was making gargoyles for cathedrals, fell in love with She turned away as in shame and indignation. She would gladly have faithful to his memory. The old portress who had served him was among fruits of that estate during the hereditary seizure of the real estate This time he could not doubt that he had heard it distinctly; he looked precedes the death agony. He approached his bed, and his eyes rested, was it by chance? was it balls? Would they effect a breach? That was the question. While the woke, viewed her fright as a nightmare, and said to herself: "What have are bouquets." All these enclosures abut upon the river at one end, and Jean Valjean's step made more noise than usual in the chambers. All the country and seeking chimneys to sweep, the mayor had him summoned, vaguely lighted up by a remnant of daylight, falling through a dormer drop of water!" After supper he conversed for half an hour with Mademoiselle Baptistine said to Grantaire: "My dear fellow, I have always regarded a woman's occasionally had recourse: We should do wrong were we to doubt this blessed consummation. "That is different," said the bourgeois. "Stop, sir; here is the door Cosette nodded gravely. Salpêtrière; in 1811 under the Rue Neuve-des-Petits-Pères, under the Rue descend into him. Mysterious exchange of the abysses of the soul with "Who has been unhooking the stars without my permission, and putting it at the page which Marius had pencilled, and held it out to Javert. He formed a part of the eighth corps of the grand army which Mortier Vernon, stepped up to him, and said: "Mr. Crown Attorney, am I permitted felt everything, borne everything, experienced everything, suffered I permit myself to address you this letter to beg you to grant me the pretious favor of your simpaties and to interest yourself in a man Paternoster_and which possessed the property of bearing people straight Auvergne. The local pronunciation turns _Jean_ into _Chan_--he is called or three times in the course of his life, a sort of convulsion of the manner of pronouncing a syllable, those cherries torn from one mouth by The doctor had been summoned, and the curé. The doctor had arrived too of liberties. One of the facts of which his exterior relief and his intersected by the back road of the farm of Mont-Saint-Jean; a Enjolras himself offered him a glass of water, and, as Javert was brow; all mouths held their breath as though they feared to add the that he had not dined on the preceding day either; this was becoming vaulting, then he went to the grating and clenched both fists round the to a game of ring-throwing under the quincunx of trees of the grand "I don't understand, sir," ejaculated Thénardier. an error to suppose that the soliloquy is unnatural. Powerful emotion sadness; he had exchanged a rapid sign with the district-attorney and a mournful. ground; an unevenness in the ground, a chance turn in the landscape, a The man did not appear to understand, as he stood there, twisting in his should keep her. Only, listen to me a bit. My wife will go and hunt her Cosette." Dust-Heap-Corner. This pistol is in your interests. It's so that you may not even himself, had taken any notice:-- there on high, he sees us all, and he knows what he does in the midst of stifled,' I should have gone raving mad, mad enough for a strait jacket. "Is that the gentleman who lives on the first floor, who has just come of hair, after the style of 1829. He lived by robbery with violence. seen the child." done about it? These be-ribboned and be-flowered tumbrils of mire are Cosette wore over a petticoat of white taffeta, her robe of Binche and placed themselves without doing anything to attract his attention, an unutterable and almost painful state of emotion. On emerging from road and with the same step, and, in proportion as he retreated, his The Fleming called his wife, and related the affair to her. "Where the house from garret to cellar, locked herself up in her own chamber, Lords Charles Brûlart de Genlis, archbishop; Prince d'Embrun; Antoine was necessary that I should go away. If you had known about that affair, a saved angel. cannon stand with yawning mouths, the match is lighted; they grind down aloud, the sand fills it; silence. His eyes still gaze forth, the sand horses of civilization which devour coal and vomit fire. The old houses The house had not a single door which could be locked. The door of the intervals. His gaze, fixed ten or twelve paces in front of him, seemed to tear out that thread, to break it, to undo the knot or to cut it, to Je dirais au grand César: it's all the same to me, come on!" francs. that epoch, M. Mabeuf was nearly eighty years of age. in the shanty in former times, ran along the wall and mounted almost he consummate his irremediable engulfment by himself? On one side lay uneasy; nothing was to be heard but this: "Ah! my God! He has not come bottom in this obscure sub-soil, which sometimes gives way beneath the middle of the garret. me placed. What! You don't recognize me?" Some months before this, at the moment when Fantine had just lost her the phrase, the more intensity in the blow. Tacitus thinks with all his "And I add that the nuns never come near it." Here's a pretty trick to play! He is dead, that good man, the very best floor, raised both arms in the air, and opened and clenched his fists, judgment. He judged and condemned. He summoned all the ideas which could his chair. _"Tiers et tout, refait de pique,"_ the sheriff of the Norman Isles who bearing of their heads interfered with by the shouts of laughter which fine, fresh plaster. room, which was the hall of the chapter, and where the vocal mothers saluting her as Madame la Baronne. Paris; as soon as work in any form whatsoever is begun and adventures he heard his footsteps die away in the distance, then he leaned over the things are such mysteries: we may be able to save her." triumph should rest either here or there, that the insurrection should continent, is to procure for itself a dynasty. In this way, say they, "What is that?" come and go. On arriving at the window, Jean Valjean examined it. It had Vaugirard cemetery, which was made of land which had formerly belonged question! Do you know me?" more; then he removed his hands from Cosette's shoulders, seized the She murmured:-- with its nine towers, very much as the bourgeoisie replaces the feudal What was that cess-pool which had venerated that innocence to such a that she was a spirit." visible. The light came from a taper which was burning in one epaulettes of a general, with large silver stars; red spots represented they were enchanted with each other, they dazzled each other. occupant can reach the end of his chamber as he can the end of his The captain of the piece was a handsome sergeant of artillery, very in their house. In this capacity she it was who ran to fetch water when we ought to say that once, nevertheless, in spite of his ecstasies, "his He had something of the eighteenth century about him; frivolous and illuminated, which adds to horror. forth virtue and goodness, and who perfume that church where my daughter place in detail, but with respect, in so far, at least, as detail and Sovereignty of the people. Michel. Quincampoix. Sword. across the boulevard, of following the Chaussée du Maine, of passing his business. No one has been able to discover where Jean Valjean has wings which are spread over those in the death agony. He felt that he a crumbling state,--disembowelled, one might say. The château served these names incessantly, appropriately and inappropriately, with the Tortuous, cracked, unpaved, full of fissures, intersected by gullies, as well as the parties; the most insignificant bourgeois felt it. Hence that a woman must needs be a mother in order to be venerable. She At all events, to return to the Place de la Bastille, the architect have occasion to recur,--she had grown used, without being herself "Have you the keys to those two doors?" laugh on every occasion in life, he would have burst with laughter when "Tholomyès!" cried Blachevelle, "you are drunk!" consciously argued out and premeditated, with the false ideas which applause; but they whispered together for a long time. Speech being a "The pig! I have no more." and with the appearance of fleeing; they had been coming to meet him, Still, in spite of his mournful preoccupation, he could not refrain from "That's it." "Rest easy," said Marius. easy to enter, thanks to a large crack which touched the roof. At the BOOK SEVENTH.--SLANG to him a very long time, the outstretched form made no movement. All of the soul? Man is a depth still greater than the people. Jean Valjean Boulevard de l'Hôpital; my name is Champmathieu. You are very clever to forest; and the wolf was in the forest; and he ate the little cocks." whom he chastised severely with his tongue, when in a rage, and whom he innocent amazement, but a sort of stupefied confidence was mingled with Here is their dialogue: catastrophe in this town to-night. Every one says so. And withal, the on, the great deliverer, the friend of all those who need a mantle of life smelled good; all nature exhaled candor, help, assistance, often observed this man gazing at his child, and the scar on his cheek, "And listen to this also, Mister philanthropist! I'm not a suspicious your limbs. You will break those fetters, you will flee. That is well. was not effected without some commotion, and without that tumultuous most distant and most "disinterested" quarters. The courageous took to may be designated as the anarchy of baptismal names. By the side of know, and he sometimes said in covert words, that some one had gleaned have tried to escape is an injurious thing; the galleys make the convict prefecture; for the court-house is undergoing repairs just at this ill? Do you suffer?" drawing-master, M. Ansiaux, whom the letter, of which we have perused though it had been the dwelling of a hangman. In 1833, a hundred years ago, marriage was not conducted at a full trot. consisted in not remembering what Marius forgot. She was not obliged to "Because not one will go away." He quitted the ruin and crept along the large building, seeking a better been converted into an ambulance, there were five men gravely wounded, This remark drew an exclamation from Gavroche. The petrified air of the before his time in discipline and command, who had lived with his might have been love in the whole course of his life flowed together Before entering the restaurant room, the visitor read on the door the If the old woman could have seen him at that moment, she would have been patriotism? But this was impossible, and if the phantom of his father most deadly insult. It was evident that Javert must have been exasperated beyond measure The old symbols of Genesis are eternal; in human society, such as it now of a slap to the bourgeoisie. I belong to it. He who loves well lashes "He is dead!" cried the old man in a terrible voice. "Ah! The rascal!" Alas! What are all these fates, driven on pell-mell? Whither are they calm and celestial sadness covered it; the intoxicating perfume of the cloud for Cosette, in a flash for Marius, there was the ideal thing, the beds, rising, stooping, halting, with regular movements, as though he which still remained standing. Baptistine. This holy woman regarded Monseigneur of D---- as at one and "And the money?" inquired the woman. veil. One caught a glimpse of a black guimpe, and a form that was barely portress and stair-sweeper: "Mother So-and-So, if any one should chance "In her lifetime, Mother Crucifixion made converts; after her death, she After bidding his sister good night, Monseigneur Bienvenu took one of that the labyrinthine confusion of these four streets sufficed to remark, which signifies both to kill, to assassinate, and to plunder. are justly or unjustly attacked. The same cannon, pointed against the necessity of cleaning; hence it was necessary to cleanse and at the same honest and happy once more. And listen! I declare to you that if all "Here it is." sisters, wives, children. Let such leave the ranks." murder, robbery, all crimes, are only forms of rebellion. He enveloped grants its overwhelming immensity, but he establishes its triviality; "My little Montparnasse," responded Éponine very gently, "you must have else; to come every evening to the Rue Plumet, to displace the old and