the man who has never lied. traverse the boys' court in order to reach the parlor of Sainte-Marie- The usher took the paper, cast a glance upon it, and obeyed. go over all the seams that we have made and see whether they hold fast. smile. Then he went away. For sixteen sous he had a smile and a dinner. for an oath. That which pleases people of the world in Saint François de double-milled cloth at Staub's. That will assist." suddenly become a sort of athlete, and placed his robust fist on the "How did the Emperor ride, sir?" said the barber. would have rendered him furious and ashamed, had never loved a mistress had on a fez, the other's head was bare, and the snow had lodged in his extremities. I know neither your name, nor your address, but I warn you, called that man who was being tried Jean Valjean. us? Well, I speak frankly; as true as you are an honest man, I will not the savage and the citizen, those vast desert nooks where the garrison monk who had fled from his cloister in a red cap, and passed from small cannons out of two cast-iron lengths of gas-pipe, plugged up at Father Madeleine--" been deceived. on whom Jean Valjean was fond of bestowing charity. He never passed this "Angel!" said Marius. a flash of lightning. It was a hallucination, it was impossible. It was door will not be opened again." The younger daughter exhibited her bleeding fist, without quitting the "Monsieur le Baron, I have the strongest of reasons for believing that the art of pleasing, of large parishes, prebends, archidiaconates, "What is the matter with him?" nothing. It seemed to him too, that, in one instant, he had become deaf. Valjean. Jean Valjean played the part of fire, and that is what he triumphant; but, after all, that sacred memory was growing dim. The man said nothing for a moment; then he remarked abruptly:-- In proportion as he drew near, his pace slackened more and more. On house; he sees the grape-shot and naked swords drawing near; if he extremity of the barricade, whose five stories commanded the whole chambers on the first, and an attic above. Behind the house was a "Yes, that's it," said she. with gray mustaches, shouting, "Vive l'Empereur!" All this cavalry thoughtful, dressed more than plainly, and who was walking slowly dirty sheets, a servant, lice, and a smile; to stop passers-by, to empty in which it breathes. Apoplexy is no longer to be feared, but phthisis germinate in her, was to rob a human creature of its nature and to lie district. Breaking the gloomy bonds of the past is a mournful task. permanent; necessarily substantial, since it is infinite; and because, young 'uns, come back here this evening. I'll scramble you up some battle. Lobau at one extremity, and Reille at the other, are drawn into The feelings of father and daughter cannot be described. They felt "Madame went out with Monsieur and has not yet returned," Basque said to Taking the words in their most comprehensive and absolute sense, we water, oil, bread, and salt; a little bacon, a bit of mutton, figs, a still on the Thénardier, shared his instinct for withdrawing from sight abuses, insists on being stated and taken into account. Cenobitism is a lower part of the body from injury. "Certainly there is," said the old woman. everything with perfection, would have caught a glimpse in this little Javert himself, burst out laughing now:-- One o'clock was striking from the Vaugirard steeple when Enjolras "Well," began the five, "one must stay behind." principles slaughtered by cannonades; France undoing by her arms that street. All the stoves were lighted; a huge fire blazed gayly in the who, at the beginning of this century, had two houses in Paris,--one at facts, the premonitory symptoms of latent social malady, move heavily, voices, with shorn heads, beneath the cudgel and in disgrace. heart," remained for hours in contemplation before a rococo-jesuit altar which rendered her talkative. There remained to her from her past, two Marius hid the pistols in his trousers pockets. match was not yet in existence; at that epoch the Fumade steel "That is certain." occasion to give the alarm for a single National Guardsman, and he had handful of snow from the pavement, and thrust it abruptly into her back, And he emphasized this phrase by making his bunch of seals execute an yield you five hundred francs." without respect, for when philosophy fathoms the facts to which they cried for vengeance, saying: "Father, you owe my husband affront for as his own,--preferring that both he and Cosette should remain poor, munitions are kept; no windows, loopholes, no doors, ladders, ladders to Gavroche replied with great simplicity:-- "Well, am I anybody?" of the tobacco caused him to recognize the writing as well. It may be At the same time, Marius heard below him, at the base of the partition, seated at table, drinking and smoking around four or five candles in as a man conceals himself because of evil actions. He penetrated houses Jean Valjean, who was seated apart on a stone post, at the corner of the vehicle rested on his breast. The cart was quite heavily laden. Father cannons. Those who were left standing continued to serve the pieces with inundated by the masses of the English, under the converging fires CHAPTER X--THE MAN AROUSED M. Madeleine, who was not in the habit of laughing much oftener than Saint-Germain-des-Prés; also the Pope's Nuncio, then Monsignor Macchi, Then his reflections reverted to himself and beside Jean Valjean study your feet with the microscope and your soul with the telescope." blind alleys, vaults lined with saltpetre, pestiferous pools, scabby whiskers, and a look that was enough to turn your pockets inside out. absolutely unintelligible to virginity,--had ended by fancying that she She no longer spoke, she no longer breathed; she had raised herself to Saint Francis d'Assisi and of Marcus Aurelius. One day he sprained his Marius posted himself on the lookout upon the crest of the barricade. One sees nothing, but one feels that one is adored. It is a paradise of The prisoner paid no attention to what was going on around him. He the horizon of Paris in the state of lightning-charged clouds. Marius, Voltaire; 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Je suis un petit oiseau, footrope, first with one hand, then with the other, and remained hanging Who knows how easy it is for ambition to call itself vocation? in good upon a little roof which touches the bath-house, pulled their rope after At the same moment he extended his arm, and laid the glowing chisel cartridge-boxes of the National Guardsmen who had been killed on the glance was like a gimlet, cold and piercing. His whole life hung on in a loud, rapid, hoarse voice, with a sort of irritated and savage The child unhesitatingly making his choice among the three, addressed him. At the moment when the soldier was sighting Marius, a hand was laid "Gone!" she cried; "he has gone to get Cosette." peeled. Jean Valjean loved to haunt these fields. Cosette was not bored corners of the cloth and tossed into the air, all of it! It would all barricade, outside in the street, amid the bullets. the epoch when the action narrated in the first part of this book took escape; here is enough for four." And he flung on the ground, deprived from the prefecture of the Seine-et-Oise to the prefecture of police in lost the sense of history; the sons of the companions of Charlemagne is disinterestedness. Let the abandoned allow themselves to be agony, the stones fall; the breaches cry aloud; the holes are wounds; He said himself that he had done all he could, and that now he had twenty-six battalions. Behind the crest of the plateau, in the shadow of remained clad as a bourgeois out of prudence. Jean Valjean did, in fact, take possession of Javert, by seating himself "You do not believe in everything." The door was nothing but a collection of worm-eaten planks roughly bound of dying. announced a great event. It was the opening of _the door of seclusion_, "Comrade!" cried Fauchelevent. nothing to die, what is frightful is to die without seeing her. She benevolent look in the midst of the cross-roads, had taken pity on that knapsack on back and thorn club in hand, a large fire had broken out And if he let go his hold? He followed his man to the Gorbeau house, and got "the old woman" to be feared that it will ever be said of two tombs in exile: "This one by a spiral staircase which terminated in the corner of the room at a apathy? was it imbecility or craft? Did he understand too well, or did enter into life: the Father is there." When he descended from the "Don't you see his air?" This 1815 was a sort of lugubrious April. Ancient unhealthy and "More than you have, perhaps." And the porter, raising his eyes, recognized Marius. intolerable. Finally, Father Gillenormand had said to his daughter: the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized Sanson. He has a letter-box at his door. Ah! we'll have famous fun!" movement remains its law, nevertheless. and thought in all sincerity that she was expressing her whole thought the wild wind of the infinite, the terrible cup which appeared to Him unclean procession had not classified them. These beings had been of warmth and joy. She said to the sisters, "I only live when Monsieur created a diversion! Gavroche shouted to him:-- enter Genappe. The Prussians threw themselves into Genappe, furious, no That evening, before he went to bed, he said again: "Let us never fear moment of anxiety; but near the bed there was a mirror nailed to the day before. She no longer recognized it. The whiteness of soul in young who had died that morning had requested to be buried in the coffin which his sons-in-law, his relations, and even to his friends, having wisely the whole revarnished, and my chamber will be a regular museum. She has And, approaching Marius and Cosette, he said to them in a very low Enlarge "Bouddha and the Dragon," struck in M. Mabeuf in a low voice. "Yes, it who are thrust back pass the Austerlitz bridge with the hearse at a run, "You?" "Take your revenge." conscience. Receive, Eternal Father, the assurance of my distinguished lady, he had retained this sheet. As a waif or a souvenir. At his death, which was a unique copy. His bookcase with glass doors was the just stated, had his back turned to the light, and he was, moreover, so they reach heaven, and only the malediction will ascend to God." it, it is the divine spark; like it, it is incorruptible, indivisible, head. scaffolding and covers the ambulance. Now, it is not always easy to much larger: "these are gardens," and were they a little smaller: "these rough stone, and a general of a porter. Enjolras, who had just re-loaded his, handed it to him. that his pity was directed. Now he preferred an idea to a deed, a was not a passer-by who did not get out of sight. In the space of a attracted throngs of street urchins, should be tolerated. M. Paër, the merchant had placed on a background of white napkins, an immense doll, rays, it could only come from the window of M. Madeleine's chamber. The her appearance on the threshold. On her feet, she had large, coarse, Glorieux, a discharged convict. traversed by him was growing shorter with every instant. He thought that life, fecundated, stimulated, enriched the whole country-side; lacking At the moment of jest, the serious makes its entry. Impulses depend on "Speak." through, at a distance which appeared to him immense, piercing the dense democratic and republican, he went to an engraver on the Quai des "Really! and yourself?" professed nuns, lay-sisters, novices, postulants, interrupt what they of chemical products abound in the Faubourg Saint-Marceau. Many of the but slightly bent, a detail from which we do not pretend to draw any ten o'clock, Marius did not come to the garden on such occasions until great nation!" He was better than that, he was the very incarnation of June and the 2d of July. It is nearly a year ago. I have not seen you lips. There was a Greek painter named Euphorion, who was surnamed the five men who knew each other. Creation where precaution is combined with for his supper. As for the child, I must discuss that matter a little It was inauspicious. a descent from the wicked thief. However, the useful virtue attached to what sordid quality to this dilapidated whole. His hair was closely cut, not accustomed to having something unknown hanging over his head. of the public misery and riches,--the cost of collecting the taxes. caught you, no matter where or how, by some portion of your thought sawdust, and shavings, on which stood a large dog, barking; then a long, things. I have had adventures of that same sort myself. More than one. the serious, the unexpected, are mingled in a variety of characters, leaves on the left when one emerges from the Rue Polonceau into this "You will send sixty pistoles every six months to that blood-drinker, "You see, sir! All the clothing that I have is my wife's chemise! And During the second year, precisely at the point in this history which the It is necessary that society should look at these things, because it is with gray mustaches, shouting, "Vive l'Empereur!" All this cavalry "Eat away." out of this." woman felt of it carefully, and thought she observed in the skirts and listened to this bourgeois. Then he made the circuit of the basin once During the night she woke up; this time she was sure, and she distinctly "Aigle de Meaux, down with your paws. You produce on me no effect with of the sailors, all fishermen of the coast, recently levied for the obsolete, and the word demagogue which has since rendered such excellent other about it: a great many of them passed that way. Marius' bench. Marius had risen to his feet behind them, and was bottom in this obscure sub-soil, which sometimes gives way beneath darkness,--through the deserted streets which adjoin the Ourcine and the understand that. Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that have already quarrelled, that Nicolette makes sport of Toussaint's advanced in years, and lived in a very retired manner. Myriel, Bishop of D----, surnamed "Monseigneur Bienvenu," who had died asleep again, and left Guelemer and Brujon to their own devices. Brujon pronounced them four spectres disguised as bourgeois. long, dark and whitish vault; each outlet is an arcade; the Rue de that in its favor. You might fire off a mortar and it would produce that knot which seafaring men call a "swallow knot," took the other end children, other children. She had loved the dog, and he had died, after characterized this insurrection. the third in the washerwoman's hands. He renewed them as they wore out. had not overshadowed that face of imperial certainty. Napoleon was pair of man's trousers, but he did not get them from his father, and a was moving; there were none of the vague, fresh gleams of summertide. stammered:-- in that fashion into people's houses, under the pretext that they are sixty. There is some mistake, I tell you; you have my house, and I have said, stifling outbursts of laughter the while. "Oh!" he said, "what their stations. The window on the landing-place, which was a sash- stared at him because of his grace, and that they dreamed of him. Restore this to the great crucible; your abundance will flow forth from He replied, "Have you a bit of rope and a knife?" "How the de--uce are you going to get out? It must all be done by Such things are joys. These passages of happy couples are a profound Remember that name--Fantine. Kneel whenever thou utterest it. She left there. As the chain was too short, they could not lie down. They bones under the table, and a mistress who eats the dishes on the table; comparison with what he dimly caught a glimpse of. When he had rapped, and the child. the assassinated man the very next day, while at work on the quagmire, marched on the bench. This march savored of an attack, and certainly which have since been pulled down then formed redans and angles. a little in that direction." Seeing that Marius did not come to her, And as he spoke, and clung to this desperate insistence, this melancholy the pillow as a mother might have done for her child; then he tied the love to the raw soldiers. In the morning I write love letters; in the country and had been there before. "In any case," he said, "if she is the Lark, I shall see her, for the as to the end. Never was there a more critical situation, never more He had taken the purse to the police commissioner of the quarter, as drying in the wind, and an old market-gardener's house, built in the de la Chanvrerie, and I'm going back there. Good evening, citizen." were more powerful than it, the whole barricade assumed amid the Loire in a glass of water from the well of Grenelle. The sheet of water as there are extractions. What emerges from these deep excavations? The of taking a single step, he--the grandfather, towards his grandson; "I These epochs are peculiar and mislead the politicians who desire to little children, which is a mystery of their luminous innocence in When Courfeyrac had addressed to him some remark of this nature, Marius Favourite, remained hours without uttering a word, breakfasted, dined, corpses were alive for him. He was like a deaf man whose sight grows accepted the sou with a deep bow. It also happened occasionally that he It was he, in fact. The clerk's lamp illumined his countenance. He held and enveloped in a sort of serene and majestic aureole that white Cosette's blotting-book, and the consciousness of the reality returned watch o'er the Safety of the Empire," they had come in a solid column, gillyflowers spread over the ancient walls, snapdragons yawned through He paused:-- 1830 practised this theory, already applied to England by 1688. She came and set her elbows on the table. When I have subdued malefactors, when I have proceeded with vigor of Elba to France, on the 27th of February, on the open sea, the French Excuse me for sending my daughter and not presenting myself, but sad motives connected with the toilet do not permit me, Thénardier, but he seemed well posted as to Jean Valjean. Who was this quantities; in the street, uproar, revolt, carnival, and funeral. pavilion nor the garden; she took greater pleasure in the paved back I am vexed and I rage, and I yawn, and I am bored, and I am tired to Thénardier drew from his pocket a large envelope of gray paper, which terrors. He remained on his bench and did not approach. This vexed susceptibility of their own, that monsters are ticklish! At this word The prioress passed Jean Valjean in review. There is nothing which past two hours, did he say to himself, that it was necessary to recur to And, lowering his rifle, he took aim at the captain of the gun, who, at by beams and planks, which were entangled in the wheels of Anceau's dray So far as Paris is concerned, it has become indispensable of late, to "Quick," said he. mouth which was always smiling, since it did not shut. This mechanical Boulatruelle, as the reader may, perchance, recall, was a man who was right, it was on this boulevard! How I have hunted for you! If you only twenty-five thousand men we can face them." Another said: "I don't sleep distress is no longer capable of a crescendo, and Thénardier himself from without; as we have said, things which passed before him seemed far was announced in Paris; on that same day a great gang of galley-slaves Reflect on what progress has already accomplished. Formerly, the first Gavroche did not think of this. This post was occupied by the National The horse had two broken legs and could not rise. The old man was caught "trap" of the bride. other about it: a great many of them passed that way. "Do not expect me until the day after to-morrow." Only, the Thénardier exacted for this loan of her children, ten francs a only older,--there are people who do not grow old, I don't know how they In the meanwhile, the third man had intervened. CHAPTER I--THE SURFACE OF THE QUESTION When Fantine saw that she was making her living, she felt joyful for a dark. The door opened. He remained nailed to the spot with the shock and hastily stifled was moving and fermenting. At times the conscience of him, and he endured this adoration with a sort of melancholy gravity. savage cries which the Yoways and the Botocudos hurl at each other from checkered pattern of that suspender recurred incessantly to his mind. "At Montfermeil, if you know where that is." Jean Valjean followed him with his eyes: with horror. An hour later, when she had returned to her room, she wept. It was Jean Valjean continued: It is an error to think that passion, when it is pure and happy, leads gust of wind carried away his cap, and allowed a perfectly white head to He had hardly finished when a loud noise became audible on the at the foot of the thicket. Colbert had the commissioners of provinces and the parliaments make with the sound of a kiss. The aerial dialogue of the nests bidding each this slime. There was water on the surface, slime at the bottom. He must the bottom of her pocket. slippers trodden down at heel and of worn-out shoes, in memory of hood, harnessed to a famished nag which was cropping the grass across printed and given away--you may do practically ANYTHING with public Such is the origin of the legal consecration of the establishment of the leaping and still laughing. Picton of the left wing. The Prince of Orange, desperate and intrepid, of distinctness, and without the frown of the ferociously virtuous, a "Monsieur Thénardier, one does not require a passport to travel five 12 (return) [ Literally "made cuirs"; _i. e._, pronounced a _t_ or an hinder us in our work, my daughter? But we must earn our living all the Two days after the events which we are at this moment narrating, he set it is suited on account of its grave sonorousness and its majestic vanquished, and said to her husband, "I'm going to bed. Do as you like." niche, and the twelve apostles, and the Emperor Charles the Fifth, and one day begged from me. Haste to the city, buy linen, buy a needle, buy For foundlings . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 500 " "My dearest, alas! my father insists on our setting out immediately. We mountain sinking into the plain. There are no Alps without their Jura, Dante in folio nous servait de table BOOK EIGHTH.--ENCHANTMENTS AND DESOLATIONS the Rue de la Petite Truanderie. He troubled the loungers, he excited the idle, he reanimated the weary, the heights in the direction of Frischemont. Enjolras and Combeferre examined them. Combeferre when he came up again Jean Valjean's despairing glance fell on the street lantern-post of the The old man had received the shock, had returned it, and that in such CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES greater! Ladies, take the advice of a friend; make a mistake in your "Monsieur," replied the old man, "I am going to recover." them with confidence at one and the same time, and then, it was raining suffice to prove this strange working of the law upon the human soul. CHAPTER I--WHICH TREATS OF THE MANNER OF ENTERING A CONVENT This coffer was painted black, and the cabriolet yellow. result of the disarming domiciliary visits, and armorers' shops hastily will do us no more harm." coincidence with the events heretofore related, Laigle de Meaux was to man. But if one remained near him for a few hours, and beheld him in the CHAPTER II--COSETTE'S APPREHENSIONS also, I am glad to see you. Black jet comes from England, white jet precipitately. CHAPTER XIII--THE CATASTROPHE breasts, a Holy Sacrament about three inches long, in silver gilt or "Why?" the Rue Charlot, the Rue du Chaume, and the Rue Saint-Claude, that wound up, and whose oscillations were growing shorter before ceasing further than to touch Cosette's hand, or her kerchief, or a lock of her expression and which live. The executioner, _le taule_; the forest, _le "Is it all over, Jondrette?" sphinx. "Here you are!" Then those shadows which had varied his melancholy vanished from his eccentricity of his destiny; and through this stupor he felt that my misery. I will not ask you much for it. How much do you think it is back like those of an angel on the sombre quadriga made of stars, they CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS M. Madeleine usually came to see the invalid at three o'clock. As "And fasten it," continued Brujon. And then he fell to weeping bitterly. better not to attract "the attention of the father." He combined his deliberation, and Jean Valjean fell to meditating once more, his cap in dead! my mother is dead! my mother is dead!" She said nothing, but began to plait the sheets once more. Prince William of Prussia; Guyot, who led the Emperor's squadrons to the for a general. And you come here to commit infamies! I tell you that you Jean Valjean watched him hurrying across the garden as fast as his "He is a dead man," said Javert. fault. that, and the door of that house, suddenly opened a crack and closed Marius did not understand: "A pupil." to part with, for I must live! Item, one must live!" from the rostrum in the Sorbonne, then the conversation fell upon the Valjean felt the terrible spider running along those black strands and a profound piece of advice. he fought; he kicked furiously internally, now against his will, now misfortune, to prevent much vagueness from still lingering there. At complete composure. Gillenormand sends me to remind Madame la Baronne that dinner is They are changing our garrison; we have been at Melun, we are being The silence preserved by the prisoner, that precaution which had been alone, without even a driver; that no one knew what road he had taken; From that moment forth, Marius added to his happiness of seeing her at presented its natural appearance; and Jean Valjean had beneath his eyes red wine at fifteen sous and eat veal at Desnoyer's. Two hundred salaries, diminishing trouble, balancing what should be and what is, frolicsome refrains which her hoarse and guttural voice rendered "I was looking for you," resumed Laigle de Meaux. evil. It no longer walks, it hobbles; it limps on the crutch of the as we stated in the beginning, accentuated this situation and made "He says that he will turn you out to sleep." "As one family! No. I belong to no family. I do not belong to yours. I rag which, arrested there in its passage, no doubt, had floated there in "The barricade will not be attacked until daybreak, according to all him a sou. The beggar raised his head, and replied in a whining voice, and rosy after the fearful four and twenty hours which had just elapsed, bed, which was furnished with two, spread it out on the floor, and said: it had disappeared, that that was well, that that was just, that his I shall go to see them from time to time." And this he did. He had had follies possible at that time. The vacation was beginning, and it was a the fortune of Louis Philippe in 1830; never was there a more complete came to occupy herself with him much less than with the cat or the mould themselves to the Bishop's ways with that special feminine genius This lad, who had a bold and reckless air, had come by night to join the they are, and slowly directed their course toward the brioche, with the Thénardier's face; she listened vaguely; she caught a few words here and the thoughtful man. lighted large cages filled with tow steeped in resin, from time to time, boulevard. day, he chanced to say to Magnon as she handed him his monthly stipend Throughout this hideous meditation, the thoughts which we have above as there existed a similarity in the study and the glorification of "In sooth, that greatly resembles what Rubaudière narrates of the music, the cooing of nests, the buzzing of swarms, the flutterings of Bossuet, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac were confusedly fencing. envy and hatred which is being carried out; genius attracts insult, "We don't know where we are to sleep," replied the elder. incident, becomes, within a given time, the hatred of society, then extinguished. It was mid-day before Bülow's vanguard had been able to drama as a piece which one does not understand. But then, why had he permitted that man to leave him alive? He had the "Of course she has an outfit, the poor treasure.--I understood perfectly redoubtable ruffians were on the roof. The wind and rain redoubled, the These four men were not four men; they were a sort of mysterious robber "It is settled, reverend Mother." childhood." people, chanced to traverse the deserted highway, a faint, sharp whistle CHAPTER II--COSETTE'S APPREHENSIONS have just said, he willingly did his duty as a national guard; the sum and sent to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation at the assistance and enjoyment, would double the splendor of Paris. The city himself. not. One has been surrounded with conflicting ideas which had human They lost themselves in conjectures. When the poor old woman died, vivaciously:-- for lucre instead of the general good. There was no longer a centre; While these voices were singing, Jean Valjean thought of nothing. He no any possibility of having a woman here. And then, what would the doctor hat in the garden; I dreamed about the stone, as I did all the rest." concealed, content, with closed doors, devouring love, that sweet no other way of seeing his child, because he was prevented by family of I know not what simple explanation of this prodigious attack. But Pache, mayor of Paris and minister, and dated, through an error, no "Has old Bougon left?" anything more than an immense dare-devil? a year to give them a surprise. We have promised them solemnly that we had become impossible to her since she had known Marius. conscious of a man put to the proof. Though so near to his end, he reinforcements. "There are none," replied Wellington; "he must let stoically accepts catastrophe in lieu of triumph. It serves those who I have the honor to salute you with respect. which hung down, and stared at the brazier with an air of savage revery. can't call things quits because afterwards, when people are ruined, you thousand lanes cross, and of which the insurgents had made their mysterious moment when their hands touched, they were welded together. I remained by my fireside, with my hands on my knees, not knowing what BOOK EIGHTH.--ENCHANTMENTS AND DESOLATIONS grumbled:-- with manure. The traveller dare not enter by the street door. He slipped The district-attorney knows who I am; he knows whither I am going; he "Oh! Why?" sort of sepulchre where there was life, was a strange instant. He "No." Bossuet, Grantaire, all his friends rose erect before him, then at the same time public and secret, sprang the Society of the Rights of Cosette asked him no questions, was no longer astonished, no longer see so many rags even in the perfectly new purple of the morning on the intelligent, humble and dignified, beneficent and kindly, which is only a porte cochère torn from its hinges; another near the little bridge of find himself caught between two crimes--the crime of allowing a man to upright. I said to this man, 'What garden is this? Where am I?' The man father, to the latter's memory, and to the things for which the account of the little interior lake which formed there, swallowing up roads, the paths, the bridges, the plains, the hills, the valleys, buttery_. In the main arm were the cells of the mothers, the sisters, displaying at one and the same time, seemed an alluring godsend of At that epoch, the hovel 50-52 generally deserted and eternally for the outcome. Jean Valjean replied: "Of course; but it will take two or three days at least." BOOK FIRST--A JUST MAN suddenly becoming gloomy, "what a misfortune! It has just occurred to to it a horrible ruddy hue. The mist, gloomily empurpled, magnified the What love commences can be finished by God alone. fifty metres annually, afterwards eight and even ten thousand metres of "No." had quitted their posts of combat on Gavroche's arrival, rushed pell- cold. She said to him in her turn: "What is the matter?" and if it is a heresy to pray beyond the texts, Saint Theresa and Saint This is what people thought they had noticed:-- Bossuet was killed; Feuilly was killed; Courfeyrac was killed; down from his brow. to me! But I have told you, and I will not take it back, that I am so conduct this creature to jail." along your gendarme disguised as a bourgeois." passers-by now amounted to a crowd. No one could be seen to speak in furniture, then all duplicates of his bedding, his clothing and his blasphemous as to compare the scaffold of Louis XVI. to the cross of "I often go off in the evening. Sometimes I don't come home again. Last forgotten by nature. He was ingenious; he had forestalled Soulange CHAPTER II--ONE OF THE RED SPECTRES OF THAT EPOCH stammered lugubrious monologues in a low voice. This is one which his for a few minutes a monstrous life, that they have separated from the "What a grenadier!" ejaculated Javert; "you've got a beard like a man, over those four unobjectionable lines; and there arose within him such a of the preceding day. The pavement, badly sustained by the subjacent of justice. A double-leaved door, which was closed at that moment, of anything. The government will have no suspicion. Thus all has been pinioned, he helped him to drink. "He has the air of a man who is following some one." of a tiger-cat; this man was dressed in red; he was a convict; he wore a magnificent crash of a lantern rattling down on the pavement once more Beautreillis, near the Arsenal, an ingenious Jew whose profession was to justice, and the crime of the law. Now, after the galleys, he saw the Quand tu t'en allais décoiffée et rouge, They tore him from his hiding-place, and the combatants forced this than the Rue des Trois-Pavillons; then he did not overstep the Blancs- "Fifteen." in order to bring about the supreme and universal consequences, the without being himself aware of it. extraordinary and charming. The passers-by of forty years ago halted to There he goes with his shouting. But, my dear, you are splitting my populated; villages spring up where there were only farms before; "I will wait for you here." she slowly retreated, and hid herself at the extreme end, under the the grave. I shall follow; that is my business. I shall have a hammer, good man who lives here is going to carry you off on his back in that. Nothing more wild and solitary than this garden could be imagined. There milk for the magnanimous. sad, one eats less. Well, sufferings, uneasiness, a little bread on one You will deliver Cosette to this person. glass frames sparkled in the moonlight, and an old well. Here and have entered into competition with the two other little ones, so far as Economically considered, the matter can be summed up thus: Paris is a Pontmercy and yourself." attended to first. infamous, infamous and that's what I think of you, of your ideas, of "Stay with us," said Laigle. and mounts guard over monseigneur's smile. To please a bishop is for a quarter of an hour, and when she was pacing up and down in the In the meantime a serious incident occurred. Carve as we will the pure idea, becomes a deed of violence. It complicates its heroism with a the sand; a hand projects, pierces the surface of the beach, waves and CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS you understand your situation. As you have not lied about your name, you pane and his curé, the Abbé Mabeuf, a good old man. Nevertheless, if the transport the mouths of the sewers down stream, below the last bridge. words:-- himself stronger than he was, and believed that he could play at the "Monsieur le Baron, say ten thousand francs and I will speak." It is in this cellar that nearly all the slang songs had their birth. on heaven, wanders in a garden where there are more birds than are in me what I am. If I have drunk brandy, it was out of misery. I do not things of the sepulchre must be left in the spot which they select. In the neighboring house-fronts and laid on the casks. When Bossuet and As soon as they had disappeared from view, the elder child hastily flung The old man fell back without a sigh. The candle fell and was CHAPTER I--MARIUS INDIGENT This pale child of the Parisian faubourgs lives and develops, makes dangerous nocturnal roamer. This man's name the reader has learned in and crumbles. The billows, torn and lashed by the wind, encompass him "The philanthropist?" It was at the epoch when the ancient classical romance which, after had eaten some bread and cheese purchased in isolated taverns, behind Member of the Convention, G---- was mentioned with a sort of horror in kept up with what was going on, followed science step by step, compared "'They are more fatigued than I.' bank to bank of a river, athwart the solitudes, are warned that it is a Enjolras shrugged his shoulders. The descending scale is a strange one; and each one of the rungs of this Thus he discoursed gravely and paternally; in default of examples, he chain for five years. So you are sulking, old fellow?" reaches to his throat; only his face is visible now. His mouth cries competitions to be brought into equilibrium around him, his faith in CHAPTER IX--MADAME VICTURNIEN'S SUCCESS "That is good." at M. sur M. with almost the same accent as "Monseigneur the Bishop" fellow, after all. I am not one of those people who, because they have "On the front?" he asked. connection do you make this confession? What is your motive?" with gloom by the right divine, Cæsarian glory, force, fanaticism, year, when, one morning, the superintendent of the workroom handed her through science that it will realize that august vision of the poets, CHAPTER VI--THE ABSOLUTE GOODNESS OF PRAYER Marius did well not to dream of going thither. Sometimes, at the hour cellar." blot of the cavern, the drop of sweat from the brothel, trials as he knelt before the sister. father certainly; that they must be saved; that the hideous plots of the history of M. le Marquis de Bonaparte, Lieutenant-General of the King's paws, laughing the while like the dawn,--that's better than holding a understanding of his position. as by a bar; this bar was called Rue Droit-Mur. The Rue Polonceau ended Lynch law, with which no one party had any right to reproach the rest, "Inspector Javert," said he, "you have me in your power. Moreover, I the other for the traveller. The wheels were armed with those long, "Is it you, peasant?" obliged to line the vaults of the dormitories with a sheathing of wood, so. Who was Claquesous? He was night. He waited until the sky was daubed prison locks which old Paris was so fond of lavishing. black-white. Finally, would you like history? Slang calls crowns _les "Come with us, young fellow! well now, don't we do anything for this old The smaller had his eyes wide open, but he said nothing. As he was on rather low barricade, which shut off the Rue de la Petite Truanderie; to away, almost in another quarter, at the solitary extremity of the Rue du her surprise. Then Marius calmed her: "He is absent, I think. Did not he mouth, and shouted:-- man." "We owe three quarters rent." the Gorbeau house, on the other side of the boulevard. He had begun One thing which added still more to the horrors of this garret was, that "What's this?" she exclaimed. thus, and recommend her well to the sisters, in case he should be lay heaven; that would have been beautiful; but it was not thus. We must stairs once more, the knave was a somebody. On the following day, the affair_. ideas, so such and such a man of the world satisfied and opulent, who The doctor replied to the question by an expressive glance. again into the sunlight, he should let the bitter water drip from his "How ugly Paris is when it has put on a white chemise!" said she. other pre-occupations. man who had the key parleyed, simply to gain time. He examined the dead together. Among them was observed a certain Mavot, who never remained to be men but forms composed of living mists; one would say that they password, the angel of the roll-call, who was upright, square, exact, it represents? It represents me. David wished to immortalize that is to say, the belt-sewer. But here the question again came up--should silver wire and orange flowers. of the law, even of the law of charity. G----, calm, his body almost was surrounded by tolerably high walls, and the outlook was only on "So you are sure that he will come?" stoves: "Nothing! and all that?" overflow, and grows deep, since it cannot expand. Hence visions, kind hearts only had fat purses, how much better things would go! I locked up these garments, plus the stockings and the shoes, with a the body. a dog, since I'm the daughter of a wolf. There are six of you, what he swallowed my platitudes! That did amuse me. I said to myself: "Ah! the de--!" exclaimed Fauchelevent. She returned to the mirror and began again to put on airs before it, wall of the corridor to his chamber. This corridor, as the reader will unceremoniousness of his century. It is to be noted that the age of fulfilment. privileged persons,--these are the deeds of royalty; Belgium refused, heard, which rapidly retreated and died away. As yet, nothing had come. Ten o'clock had sounded from Saint-Merry. BOOK SEVENTH.--PATRON MINETTE "You ask why I speak? I am neither denounced, nor pursued, nor tracked, menaced the spectators, another blasphemed God; the last was as silent Montparnasse no longer offered more than a feeble resistance; the fact he was standing erect in the midst of a glory. There existed in his brave men. Service. The Foundation's EIN or federal tax identification number is shut the door on his past? But he was not shutting it! great God! he was The doctor replied to the question by an expressive glance. At the instant when the insurrection, arising from the shock of the He seated himself on a wooden bench, with his back against a decrepit regiment formed a part of the army of the Rhine; for the old regiments A momentary silence ensued. The Bishop almost regretted having come, and has seen from Montparnasse's account to Gavroche. Montparnasse was to fine linen, while allowing the grandfather to think that he was obeyed. particularly graceful manner of plucking at his lace ruffle with the hinder us in our work, my daughter? But we must earn our living all the over the dead and the living. Arms are lost. A dizzy multitude fills the _the monarch_; Monseigneur the Bishop, _a sainted pontiff_; the to be small. Which is the translation of remaining tranquil. Of great man as a point of departure nor progress as an end, without those two wallowed on the earth and soared, now like the hydra, now like the I denounce myself. If I do not denounce myself? come, let us see how it republican as he had proved, was now a Baron in spite of himself. A an indication of a sagacious mind. It is to this point that philosophy and progress tend, with all their around it for a space of thirty years, by that slow and continuous Frontispiece Volume Two "Here's the street in its low-necked dress! How well it looks!" who says very pious says a trifle bigoted; there are just as many vices This could only be the head of a column; and of what column? The when the authorities made an examination later on. eyes it was liberty incarnate; and as though to serve as pendant to Hardly had he concealed himself, when he perceived a light through the something of the majesty which is on the point of being decapitated. As sword, and battles and the ruffianism of chance in the forest of events. presided over this merry-making with the spirit of a young female faun. gradually narrowed, and narrower than the gallery, which closed in as equipment including outdated equipment. Many small donations ($1 to sent two hundred phials of it to the Pope." He would have been greatly single chair of any sort. let things take their course; let us no longer vacillate; let us no had torn him from death at the peril of his own life, executed on the As we have said previously, it attacked in the name of the revolution-- Fantine, by appearing thus abruptly in his revery, produced the effect had put himself at the head of twelve hundred men and had pursued the as he loved Marius. "That's true," said he, "both of you together have no more than that." breathless, and roused the third, were tearing up old dish-cloths and to-morrow, after the burial, and tell him to fetch his daughter." harass what it has feared, and insult what it has flattered, the joy of aspect of a comet whose head was on the esplanade and whose tail spread The man disappears, then reappears; he plunges, he rises again to the it from the rats," as he said. As Thénardier was kept in sight, "Yes." "Now, for my trouble, promise me--" under their heels the Imperial guards, and the grand army; they have room, then with two backward sweeps of his hand he had overthrown two the bourgeois!" cried Bahorel. And Marius heard Combeferre reply:-- indifference, she no longer mended her linen. As the heels wore out, sufficed to bring this about. His destiny and his conscience had long empty through Napoleon's disappearance. had elapsed since that night. More than once he had scratched the back one arrives at with that majesty? at being petty. Learn this: joy is not gallop, the bourgeoise will be back inside three-quarters of an hour." Wherever she entered, people felt cold. One day a sister, on seeing her had on knee-caps, and he said, "What has he got on his knees?" He is a He heard the beating of his arteries as one hears the ticking of a watch his custom when a stranger supped with him, he made the man sit on his He stood there for several moments, staggering as though intoxicated, life are evident. In this old provincial quarter, in the wildest nooks, prolongation behind the altar, but a sort of hall, or obscure cellar, to An old woman in the crowd pointed them out to her little boy five years Bougival, Nanterre, Enghien, Noisy-le-Sec, Nogent, Gournay, Drancy, "You say nothing, Brujon?" These six months are a modification: the rule says all the year, but august impression, for one there felt that grand human thing which is the Revolution of July are severed arteries; a prompt ligature is "To live!" interrupted Marius. "You do not need that name in order to whole group, this had become extinct. There no longer existed in her attentive. This was the porter who had been killed by Le Cabuc. Below, The little girl gave vent to loud shrieks. dragging the pinioned Javert out of the barricade, and he still heard directed towards a single point, a wooden bench placed against a small room and said: It sometimes happened that Jean Valjean clasped her tiny red hand, all he pays to Lagny, and he goes only as far as Chelles. It is night; all been a horse, and knotted the rope firmly to the upper cross-bar of the up his frock-coat,--the paletot had not yet been invented,--and took He repaired to Fantine's bed of suffering, as usual, and prolonged his coat which he took for the black flag, he loudly blamed the generals and It was conceived as follows:--