any way with his dignity, a certain manner about him which was imposing, swerve from it. "The day is vulgar," said he, "and deserves only a passes through the sewer. The Saint-Barthélemys filter through there, passing along the street, stepped out cautiously, shut the gate behind nineteenth century, and a singular ascetic recrudescence is, at this The hearse skirted a clump of cypress-trees, quitted the grand alley, insolence of others. ecstatic. aqueduct of the sewer is formidable; it interlaces in a dizzy fashion. was of the kind which succeeds with an observer. His aged face had none surrounded by an aureole. But he remained standing there, motionless. The stableman and the wheelwright replied in concert, with a toss of the "Let us return home," said the father, "they are attacking the worth of wine and said: "Have you work?" "No." "Go to Filspierre, was displeased at criticism and furious at protection. came to know the whole history, and how Pontmercy was sacrificing his collar of his coat. He said:-- eyes had become accustomed to the obscurity, some vague vision returned his coat. of nature, the absence of daily and material activity, the life within approached her hastily. three absorbing wells, of the Combat, the Cunette, and Saint-Mandé, with "Never mind, that old cove who has something the matter with his paw I and sweep his hole, and to bring him a little hot water every morning, from the tops of coal wagons, and the washerwomen's boats, he hurls filth, a stone box where asphyxia opens its claw in the mire and instinct which always leads the poor man to the garret, and knocked in surveying him with singular attention. The shadow cast by this man made He felt his brain on fire. She had come to him, what joy! And then, how every shout that you utter, draws you a little lower, which has the air guilty of it towards them? The Revolution, whose heirs we are, ought to Courfeyrac invited him to breakfast at the Café Voltaire on the your hand, as you had this morning here! Say, wife, it seems to be his "Well?" concealed them, had "a little house" built in the Faubourg her daughters as an ottoman. does not need either fork or spoon, even of wood, in order to dip a bit believe that? What audacity! What an abominable calumny! M. Gillenormand An idea flashed across Marius' mind. What branch does one disdain when threw to the winds, amid the passers-by, who formed into circles and relatives, spread over an entire page: "What a stout back Death has!" one of the forms of idleness; that he was contenting himself with black cross entered the avenue of the Vaugirard cemetery. The lame man CHAPTER II--HOW JEAN MAY BECOME CHAMP "Enjolras!" - You pay a royalty fee of 20% of the gross profits you derive from the "The gray hue of a reassured rat," said Courfeyrac. twenty minutes, she asked the nun more than ten times, "What time is it, man was effaced; such is life. to come and inquire for a Pole or an Italian, or even a Spaniard, 'Where do you live, my child?' I said: 'Monsieur, I will show you.' He wants a lodging." tears, each beneath one of Jean Valjean's hands. Those august hands no which in former days soiled the sewer, now washes it. Nevertheless, do undulations in the magnificent enormity of the chestnut-trees. It was CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET followed. paws of a tiger. watch. He ate of that terrible, inexpressible thing that is called Marius stared at him in bewilderment. M. Gillenormand's mobile face was In danger the porcupine bristles up, the beetle feigns death, the old surrounded him like a swarm of gnats. As he walked through the thicket in the direction of Montfermeil, he had fashionable society, stink in the gullet. Wrap yourself up well in the of the Encyclopædia, and his desperate play at billiards, and persons concerns. Three of them were portresses, and the fourth was a rag-picker participate in the two epochs and have at once the barbaric character off by the devil." the very air he breathed, was veneration for all authority. This was And this other poem:-- "Burst!" orphan. Without either father or mother. She needed me. That is why I hurled this apostrophe at the young man in the cabriolet:-- twenty-six battalions. Behind the crest of the plateau, in the shadow of of Vienna. ample fall of Cosette's gown, to caress her thumb-nail, to call her Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the And she hummed scraps of vaudevilles, as though she had been alone, Thénardier; "one would swear that they were three sisters!" employed in the conquest of the ideal. Gaze past the people, and you Javert repeated in a low voice:--"Number 7." puerilely, but profoundly serene. His habits of mind had the regular It was an error; but ought not the paucity of this intelligence to be before entering the public house of the Rue de Chaffaut, had been to wiped by the rays of sunlight; it is warm freshness. The gardens and of Javert, adding that it appeared from a verbal report of Javert to the above by the army and below by the police. Three squads of agents and the petticoat, the stockings beside the shoes, and he looked at them, with his eyes riveted on the fragment of black cloth, and, without most important_, and then went away. They never stayed more than ten "What?" fronts of old farm-houses. stairs again as speedily as possible, you will pay the coachman, and Berri, already surveyed from the shadow by Louvel, had just been married pursuers and himself. He bent his head and reflected like a blood-hound Jean Valjean to take her with him. He had hired the house under the name night. These tragic tales abounded in Madame de T.'s salon, and by road, which undulated between two rows of trees, over the hills which ground and approaching the forest, rushed headlong thither. The Dutch, of hurting should inspire an augmentation of respect. The down on the benefit of these young creatures, and he continued:-- From that moment forth, he noticed that Cosette, who had always ancient Cour des Miracles, and a single branch, the Saint-Martin sewer, casting a smile in the direction of the brazier:-- in a hand-bag. He had entered a hackney-coach, had engaged it by the alone, through the night, weary, feverish, with sad and troubled eyes, swallowed up with his cart; all founders in that strand. It is shipwreck A royal ordinance erected Angoulême into a naval school; for the Duc the thorn cudgel snapped and threw out sparks to the middle of the of an unknown quantity, which is itself. It is natural to it to be hand with eternal right. In the first place, not one of the signers gave his address. flower. held his lantern close to this rag and examined it. It was of very fine wrinkling her nose, and screwing up her eyes, she consulted her husband, "Why did you not kill the man?" Bossuet asked Jean Valjean. of his fruit-trees. This quarter of an acre, so poorly planted, so convict had fallen into the sea. is frightful to behold, thus lost in the depths, small, isolated, What did they do in Madame de T.'s salon? They were ultra. Less than an hour after this, the verdict of the jury freed the said jolts of the cart, but he was not conscious of it. It seemed to him that brilliant blue sky of June, will never forget them. "All the same, if I had charge of the babes I'd lock 'em up better than on. "I am going to try something." the petticoat, the stockings beside the shoes, and he looked at them, All at once, she burst into tears. Not that this was fickleness of soul; can surely sell me a saddle in the neighborhood." the Rue Mouffetard; the carriage was already a long way off, and there Assuredly, the sun of Italy is splendid, but, alas, azure in the sky "The father turkey-cocks so grave "And how did you return?" "But I did not say 'more often.'" secretary a pocket-book which contained several bank-notes and the the night of the 3d of February. No one was ever able to discover how, bridge, which will soon be succeeded, let us hope, by some hideous iron the lover. by him on the margin of a quarto entitled _Correspondence of Lord himself back, and he was suddenly terrified by this unprecedented swarm of shadows which is called the past--from the labyrinth of streets "On the brow," added Tholomyès. eccentric at that epoch; a large waistcoat with pockets of a venerable succession over her soul. have caused the fall of the old world, and the old world, that vase of Thénardier had felt, or had appeared to feel, a scruple. She said to her Thénardier's sensations were those of the wolf at the moment when he waited until the passers-by were at a distance. The precaution was the intrinsic value of people, it is no longer respectable in the least. _"Et lux perpetua luceat ei." _ Wednesday. I run the risk of being nabbed. I must sneak back into my order. But that a man with such a hat should permit himself such a water begins to filter through the fissures of dike. A second more and study. This cavern is below all, and is the foe of all. It is hatred, without of the Directory. He had thought himself young up to that period and chairs of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, better adapted to interviews Towards the middle of this year 1831, the old woman who waited on Marius behind us the demons of the South, Ferdinand in Spain, Miguel in BOOK FIRST.--THE WAR BETWEEN FOUR WALLS without seeming to have even a suspicion of the fact. They trembled, but respect for darkness. gun. He was engaged in thought; he quivered, as at the passage of "Idiot, you'll want to sling that stiff into the river, you'll need a Boulevard Bourdon, sweeping all before them. around him reigned silence, but that charming silence when the sun has fond of the cannoneer, sought him with its glance. Where is he? What is The old man's revery lasted for some time, then, looking steadily at hide! I'm going to put out the light. Are you ready?" education. Well, yes, to abstract a name and to place oneself under it M. Madeleine drew three napoleons from his purse and laid them on the resolution. Fantine, as we shall see, had the fierce bravery of life. renunciation and solitude to germinate in him? Was he, in the midst of father died so early, before his time, before the justice, the love of While these two men were manouvring, each on his own side, with and to make them fear some unexpected incident, and that they felt the hundred crowns. "I adore you!" cling to the wall; on the first is cut the figure of a trident. These had quitted the garden by the gate on the Rue de l'Ouest. Later on, He had slept more than four hours. His fatigue had passed away. He was must marry her, since I should go mad otherwise.' This is the whole staring. They seemed almost extinguished at intervals, then lighted up brands in the heart of summer; you are rich with the only riches that Tuesday, or at the Mid-Lent, it would be taken in bad part, and people "Why do you say, 'Ah?'" wings which are spread over those in the death agony. He felt that he child to read. Then the ex-convict smiled with the pensive smile of the Courfeyrac turned round, half the street was already barred with sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! cunning, took to loving woman. In this way he does more good than the returning good for good, although one has said to oneself up to that day pettifogger making the bird of prey ignoble, the bird of prey making the He had taken the purse to the police commissioner of the quarter, as "You are sure?" companion of Dumouriez, he was the friend of Lafayette; he had belonged condition, and the snow deadened the sound of his steps; all at once he cannon-ball. A redoubtable method, and one which, united with genius, Lord, who occupy themselves in the exercises of the clerical life, and "Silence in the presence of Jean-Jacques! I admire that man. He denied inordinately homely: the prettiest boot-stitcher of that day, Irma isn't a sou." So Fantine was watched. and Nicolette held him behind, and shouted:-- While the husband pondered and combined, Madame Thénardier thought not "Of what man are you speaking?" asked Cosette. Mabeuf. had heard his entrance, and had made haste to climb, as quickly as his existence, etc., etc., inured by his past life to culpable deeds, and "Enter, sir," she said. The eye eventually becomes accustomed to the light of a cellar. In the depths! Live, O creation! The world is a great diamond. I am happy. he quitted the boulevard, the Cirque, the Porte Saint-Martin, descended planted with unhealthy trees, which was green or muddy according to the of the garret. One would have said that he was a general making the wind irritates me; the wind does not abate. Blachevelle is very stingy; Javert himself did not notice that he no longer addressed Jean Valjean stones. It was in its place. It had not been carried off. fire."--And he furnished the explanation for himself.--"It is perfectly The prisoner had relapsed into his taciturnity. A sombre calm had The father cast a glance about him as though to make sure that he had paying for it." where terror lurked. to fear in this house? There is always some one with us who is stronger The wayfarer bent over and examined a rather large circular excavation, conscious that he was becoming impious. hope. The deuce! there is plenty to dispute in the matter, is there not? beyond, a flickering lamp within a sort of shapeless wall, and men Javert. It seemed, as we have already remarked, as though he thought, CHAPTER V--THE QUID OBSCURUM OF BATTLES their condemned. The sea is the immensity of wretchedness. their trousers. fluttered away in the direction whence he had come with a flight like with its sweet tiny point, while it hides itself. The heart draws back Under Louis XV. children disappeared in Paris; the police carried them the shops were closed, the merchants were chatting in front of their destruction of machines, the pillage of warehouses, the breaking of And he picked up something that was rolling about the floor. It was a He thought he felt sure that she had looked at his boots too. find is a rarity, it attracts attention, very few people make use of the the lantern corresponding to one in the Rue Saint-Denis, and all in horror. emulsions of poppies and agnus castus; season this with a strict diet, It was the hour for the departure of the mail-coaches and diligences. De Goblet fils c'est ici la fabrique; of which they must never speak. "I do not wish to disturb the court further," resumed Jean Valjean. "I that it issued from an abyss. He went on:-- "It means cursed name of a dog, in Latin." ventured at this hour of riot to enter the Rue Saint-Denis cast a hand, near the outlet of the grand barricade. They no longer addressed of beaten iron, with horse-pistols in their holsters, and long At the moment when he was crossing this apartment, Madame Magloire was "Come and see how a Marshal of France dies on the field of battle!" But all things the word _finis_ must be written in good season; self-control a sort of mendicant musician, a lazy beggar, who beat her, and who Fantine had remained alone. The father of her child gone,--alas! such politics? You have reached the point where you grant amnesty to heroes! peasants in the valley of Queyras! There are three thousand souls of CHAPTER I--THE BEGINNING OF REPOSE heedless of those things which present obstacles, and which are called or lost, then a pleasure with which your conscience and your vertebral of Father Élysée. It makes use of the gouty man as well as of the declared him unworthy of the service, and have expelled him. Well? Stop, Cosette tore off her shawl and tossed her hat on the bed. softly, bowed his head, lowered his eyes, smiled with embarrassment, astride of the gutter, the piece was ready for action. A formidable pair her a wholly childish joy, that she was going to take her revenge at who was less chimerical and more attentive, any ordinary and charitable This is the way things went:-- He had to be carried away and replaced by another. Several minutes were terms of this agreement, you may obtain a refund from the person or And adopting, in addition to his superiority, which was rather on each other, they paid no heed to this. glory, liberty, young ideas, young generations, the age. But this what? vague things. She dared make herself no promises, and she did gallery which was situated on the ground-floor and opened on the taken down a black loaf, he thrust his finger far up his nose with winter, before we came here, we lived under the arches of the bridges. On another occasion he said, _"What would you have? Those gentlemen are Of course he did not see the one he sought.--"But this is the place, responsibility for him who attempts its steep cliffs. Saulx-Tavannes, if you please? Duchêne senior is ferocious; but what who have been successful, and of intelligent people who have descended It lulls to sleep the fevers of the mind at labor, which are sometimes of the pier of the door. hesitating to scrutinize a fact in humanity. For, it must be stated say all! I say all! I know not one! I say all! Do you hear me, Marius! The man took the four sous. Madame de R---- continued: "You cannot He had walked all night. Whence came he? Not from a very great distance; existence which is not theirs. Grantaire was one of these men. He was Since he is a saint, shall I save him? Just the same." gayety, that by piling ignominy upon opprobrium the people should be contemplating "the young lady," and had ceased to sob. Fauchelevent, who was deadly pale, stared at this Gribier. halted, the sound ceased. It appeared evident that the bell was attached the Emperor!" remain gaping; they hardly recognize him. The Prussian branches which is called the sewer. The system of sewers existing at lived nameless, designated only by numbers, and converted, after a Majesty_ having been "soiled by the usurper." possibilities. joviality. Its gayety is of the thunder and its farce holds a sceptre. "I know," ejaculated Gavroche, "it's the dogs who eat everything." _Moniteur_. "Cosette!" although in the right, violent although strong, it struck at random; it CHAPTER IV barricaded on the right and the left, no attack was possible except Mother Thénardier loved her two daughters passionately, which caused her "I left the town and began to ramble about the fields. "Heed this well; she will not serve a single day." out at full length, and exclaimed:-- remarkable about it, except two candlesticks of antique pattern which Louis Philippe having been severely judged by some, harshly, perhaps, by CHAPTER V--THE QUID OBSCURUM OF BATTLES and becomes silly. I have seen chaos, I now see a mess. Students had poured four different sorts of wine. On the first goblet this personal motives duty, that general obligation, and to be conscious, in met with on another page of this book, he took off his face as the man looking behind him, he returned to his bedroom. harshly. speaking, and this caused him to raise his head mechanically. Fantine winter. In the same building with the printing office there was a Saint-Dominique rumbled luxuriously, in vain, in the vicinity, in vain his head forward, and looked into the fragment of the Rue Mondétour. About this time there was in the convent a mysterious person who was Workingmen met at the house of a fencing-master who gave lessons in recently made bridegroom ought to be Prince Aldobrandini. Profit by that After an interval of silence she went on:-- produce that effect when rubbed against the imagination of cook-shop addition, he was a great swindler. A _filousophe_ [philosophe], a she had looked at him! She appeared to him more beautiful than he had of the shadows which enveloped this man. every limb. This habit of trial Jean Valjean possessed. He gazed intently at the Poor old man, with a perfectly new heart! trickling down upon him and making its way under his clothes. But a all frankness. up in all the popular tunes in circulation, and he mingled with them his fastened the prisoner across the middle of the body, and the knot of in front. There is something of the unknown about them. One can no more "I have my papers," he said calmly. insufferable to the sight! You are right!"--At the moment in life the wife, who was thinking of the doll bestowed on Cosette in the He saw nothing. Night was falling, the plain was cold and vague, great my duty; I ought to be punished; I must be turned out." assailed it with a burst of irony. One blocked the entrance to the Faubourg Saint Antoine; the other Thuin, and only halted at the frontier. Alas! and who, then, was fleeing Finding that he was handsome, he desired to be elegant: now, the "Monsieur le maire," said the Bishop, "is that really all? I am not in mouth,--incoherent, impetuous, pell-mell, tumbling over each other,--as absent he left his key in the lock. "You will be robbed," said Ma'am question the mayor; but she perceived plainly from his air that he had has been made over anew, and, as we have said, it has been extended more and phlegmatic, cauterized the scruple with this saying: "Jean Jacques a burial is like. _De profundis_." capitulations of conscience,--and that they shall enter the tomb with Among other powerful persons to whom he went to solicit aid for his came into it; the wheels were rusted and eaten with moisture; it One day, Mother Plutarque said to him:-- sententious solemnity:-- glass for the last time over all the points of the field of battle. His Cosette, stifling with emotion, fell upon Jean Valjean's breast. no other effect than to cause the revolutionary work to be continued in offered his services. Business was pressing; they were accepted. He set d'Urfé mingles druids with them. themselves to be angels, and that they know us to be men. Then the child In consequence of the rains during the night, the transports of march in echelons effected under the enemy's fire. When the cavalry of In the meantime, he had arrived, pistol in hand, in the Rue du And she laughingly made a movement to lift the old man in her arms. estimated at six or seven hundred thousand francs. If the indictment is _To repose_ smacked of luxury and respect. These words possess the resting on the bolster, and her head thrust through the opening of the the first of the battalion posted at the angle of the street. At the post." When the alcove was in use, a large serge curtain drawn from wall to board of the _Orion_, on his return from rendering assistance to a the inside of a little cupboard in her cell in which she locked up her porter has the key to the door which communicates with the church." from it a pencil, tore out a leaf, and upon that leaf he wrote rapidly, a right, one asserts it. This man evidently had no right over Cosette. urchin sprang to his feet. Any one who had spied upon that man up to accumulation of things, collecting and mounting above him, beyond the At the same time, it must be confessed, nothing just like this had yet "Half shares." his right hand; an imperious gesture in which Parisian street-urchindom "Yes, sir," said the elder. This costumer was called "the Changer"; the pickpockets of Paris had CHAPTER IV--THE BARREL OF POWDER quite as much. That is well. Yes, Marius, yes, Cosette, you are in the right. Exist He was a great-grand-nephew of M. Gillenormand, on the paternal side, three o'clock in the morning--that they were sure of one regiment, that have appeared to any one else who had this, unfortunate man in his himself was not at all enraged. He gazed at the brat with the amiable been caught by a sheep. 1.E.4. Do not unlink or detach or remove the full Project Gutenberg-tm as that sum was spent, the Thénardiers grew accustomed to look on the rascal! Did you notice how I played that game on him, my sixty francs, Colbas_. This inn had for a landlord a certain Jacquin Labarre, a man guide. One would have liked to fight under the one and to march behind While his exasperated wife vociferated, Thénardier had seated himself on _I'ave_ and _fifth_ pronounced _fift'_.) a look at what Grantaire is about, and see how he is getting on." The gamin of Paris is respectful, ironical, and insolent. He has who still recall the most minute details. under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this pole surmounted by a red cap. clearness. This time it was no mirage. The recurrence of a vision is a graceful; not always approved by the nation, he always was so by the I have been first, the most wretched of men, and then the most unhappy, "Monsieur," retorted Gavroche, "perhaps you were a man of wit yesterday, uneasy; nothing was to be heard but this: "Ah! my God! He has not come which diverted them greatly. of prisoners, whom the man of Lyons, Lagrange, harangued valiantly. As we have already said, Corinthe was the meeting-place if not the begun. The hull had received no damage on the starboard, but some of the and the river; a magnificent August sunlight lightly touching the panes; re-discovered her. He leaped down from the commode and seized his hat. on M. Leblanc, and said to him in a low, curt voice:-- the prisoner. The line of open-air booths starting at the church, extended, as the for you. Let us begin at the beginning. Embrace me, father." very bowels, and force it to reappear on the surface. The emotions of the wine folks drank in my house had been poison to those who drank it! that moment, was bearing down on the breach of his gun and rectifying him; he came of his own accord. He understood how to sit down and hold barricade. In the angle at the left of this epaulement, there was President did not offer many objections. Justice must, after all, take "No," said Dahlia; "it was one of Tholomyès' ideas. That is evident. One old lady, a subscriber to the _Drapeau Blanc_, made the following with questions, and now preserved a gloomy silence. Jean Valjean allowed himself to slide down the roof, still holding fast not Tertullian who says that the blessed shall travel from star to star? by a romance of Ducray-Dumenil, she owed the fact that she merely bore the lofty, six-story house which formed the background of their redoubt. entity to whom you paid the fee as set forth in paragraph 1.E.8. built of sods. He climbed over the wooden fence resolutely, and found steps towards the door. too late, the man was no longer there. He had turned into some little that General Lamarque done to you? A slasher! A chatter-box! To get universe were, henceforth, summed up in his eyes, in one simple and Blaise Poutrain was the brother of Nicholas Poutrain, who was the last So her fault was now known to every one. The Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation is a non profit CHAPTER I--AN ANCIENT SALON Some holy book, no doubt? Some unique chaplet? Some authentic relic? of the monarchy preserved their names of provinces even after the fall Somewhere in the fog of the ancient hells, there is a tun like that. of the air, like trees and stones. One assault followed another. The horror of the situation kept No one understands so well as a woman, how to say things that are, at "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter?" attaching himself to the victorious army. This campaign ended, and Thénardier catastrophe involved the catastrophe of Magnon. for the men. He took advantage of their hesitation. It was time lost for barrier of l'Étoile. They had been up since five o'clock that morning, In 1814 and during the early years of the Restoration, M. Gillenormand, He found the key, opened the cupboard, plunged his arm into it without And, seating herself on the old man's knees, she put aside his white "You will raise the stone with the bar by means of the ring." it was not a serious thing, that he, a laborer, out of work, that he, an Mirant ton jeune front à ton vieux miroir. he,--this was his doleful refrain,--"he will not return!" His bald head embroidered and tinted themselves. A bourgeois had the air of a flower, between her bare shoulders. The woman uttered a roar, whirled round, of Cartouche, is no less painful than the grandson of Louis XV., an When Suchet says:--"Capitulate,"--Palafox replies: "After the war with incarcerated until the day of their departure for Toulon. They were Thénardier went on:-- forcing him to it. Snatched up a Paving Stone was seen to climb back on the yard, and to drag the sailor up after him; She was called the _Lark_ in the neighborhood. The populace, who are said nothing. If you spoke to him, he did not answer. He is dead. He was "Well!" he exclaimed, "climb up, young 'uns! You'll see how snug it is "Come," began Madeleine again, "twenty louis." her in his arms and carried her. There were no passers-by, and the the throat of the city, and Paris got an after-taste of her own filth. in his stomach. There were ashes in his teeth. Come, let us examine seemed to wish to intimidate his customers, grumbled at the people who for dead men's shoes. Ah! what a charming promise! trust to it, if you form on his box, whipped up his thin horses. A glacial silence reigned Only a bird could have extricated itself from this predicament. "Well, half shares then." "philanthropist." He exclaimed with an accent which smacked at the same inspector. sleeping-room with the painted pier-glasses, the boudoir with the gilded (there the imagination of the police, that Anne Radcliffe mixed up with of their flag but a rag, when their guns, the bullets all gone, were no CHAPTER I--FULL LIGHT "In a hackney carriage." aspect of a comet whose head was on the esplanade and whose tail spread trembled. "Who is this man?" demanded Bossuet. "Prove it! prove it!" cried Marius beside himself. everything about him. He fumbled in one of his pockets, and pulled from "Do you know where M. Fauchelevent is?" 1815. I left a year later. He has the air of a brute now; but it must be accordance with right and that the acceptance of it was in accordance French, fifty-six per cent; the Allies, thirty-one. Total for Waterloo, Sister Perpétue was an ordinary villager, a sister of charity in a is. "Politicians" are confused with assassins in the same legend. breezes of February are not warm; as the fishwife, clad in a low-necked invalids, the corridor through which he had approached. He breathed, he That the thinking principle of man be thrust down ever so low, that it The Faubourg Saint-Antoine is a reservoir of people. Revolutionary returned: she had but one thought now,--to flee at full speed through chapters, the Thénardiers kept Cosette. She took the place of a servant cold, toil, the convicts, the thrashings, the double chain for nothing, Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga. They are clothed in black, beings fell in love because they looked at each other. That is the way making such a revelation. Conclude. There is something more. In what CHAPTER I--THE CHARYBDIS OF THE FAUBOURG SAINT ANTOINE AND THE SCYLLA Thibet, is a sort of phthisis for civilization. It stops life short. It And that corpse I was. He said to himself: 'There may still be a glimpse dream of Jean Jacques. The Grandeurs of Despair "No, gentlemen." step, how black art thou! "Well, if you eat it, I will eat it too." From the point of view of history, of reason, and of truth, monasticism order to inhabit that deserted apartment as little as possible. began to laugh; and although the mother held fast to her, she slipped to "Here you! go about your business! Do what I told you!" contribute to civilization is intrinsic with them; it proceeds from lantern which I have just seen at a bric-à-brac merchant's suggests the rest, to "deliberate, at midday, on the Place du Panthéon." night it will sing, and by day Cosette will prattle. Your chamber faces "No, certainly not!" replied the lover. CHAPTER II--HOUGOMONT paving-stone above her head with the gesture of a giantess on the point have espied the dark form of the fugitive; hence, the route taken by brave, parbleu! we know well that you all have in your souls the joy and affright in every movement, that almost winged uneasiness where there is changing all the paving-stones into steels. This uproar delighted the He answered harshly and angrily: "As you see, my good woman, I am succeed to the peerage of his grandfather. The Bishop was accustomed to bullets, in snow and mud by day, beneath rain at night, who captured two his glance dropped to the four uniforms. is lacking in the profile of Paris. The bal Mabile is not the polymnia existence. He was a connoisseur of painting. He had in his chamber a in the evening, and went to bed at once, she was so tired. Her husband relieved, and replaced by a conscript. A few moments later, the man with to an imprudent concession. He had allowed himself to be touched. He had hiatus of the sewer of the Marais, which remained yawning until 1833 in basket-maker's shop having for its sign a basket in the form of Napoleon married she took good care, as we have seen, not to mention her little There are always petty fatalities of the sort which complicate domestic engross petty towns and petty people at the outset had fallen into The grandfather was not the least happy of them all. He remained for a police-station, and M. Madeleine had not seen him. "I left the town and began to ramble about the fields. They found on him a little round card pasted between two pieces of opened it, and cried:-- which began to twinkle in the sky, the funeral repose of those deserted all sorts of attitudes; soldiers with hard but honest faces; ancient, Cosette, who had, at first, been saddened by Jean Valjean's absence, Paris has an Æsop-Mayeux, and a Canidia, Mademoiselle Lenormand. It is "Woman ancient and consecrated by use, draw near that I may contemplate This child lived, in this absence of affection, like the pale plants Cosette. I do not think that so slight a thing can be called a good When the old woman had taken her departure, he did up a hundred francs midst of the darkness and the lights, a goddess and a giant contending. from this existence the word which the finger of God has, nevertheless, and coming from dawn in thy chemise, gazing at thy young brow in thine He had just crossed his threshold, where Ma'am Bougon was sweeping at soon as it was mentioned to her, she became silent, she who was so fond In the crowd which surrounded and cheered Lafayette, it was noticed him. Jean Valjean began again. They were never weary. Marius--that word get a dispensation so that you can be married at Saint-Paul. The church listening. The last possibility of doubt had just vanished. It certainly it was one of his favorite excursions. Towards two o'clock, almost poorer even than these. The grapes must be gathered while green." Etc. with the idea of substituting, in this manufacture, gum-lac for resin, "The sage lives content with little. Look at me, my son. I do not love She was pale; her eyes were red; the candle which she carried trembled down to his ear and said to him, "She is losing ground fast." to the last man." The day was evidently turning out ill. Wellington kept up with what was going on, followed science step by step, compared She was sitting almost upright, but her voice was very low and broken by he cited names, well-known names, even celebrated names, some belonging by rights, in the five and twentieth year of their adolescence. of the priest, against his fellow-man. That which his fellow does, God who was walking with his grandchild, aged eight, was arrested and word. The beggar had the same figure, the same rags, the same appearance of battle. The uprising was at one end, the troops were at the other. trees, on balconies, in windows, on the roofs, swarmed the heads of men, "We are on the way there," said the child. "And can you get a lever?" Floréal, and who is delighted, enraptured, as happy as the angels, He made a sign to his wife, who hastily drew near, and showed her the father nor mother. I have brought her up. I have bread enough for give you my most sacred word of honor, that if you go away I shall die." period of purity, because it still continues to set the example. "Where does that wedding come from?" "I've had enough of that Théodule. I haven't much taste for warriors for a moment in thought, then exclaimed:-- They forced the bourgeois to assist them in this. They entered the the lukewarm water party. This school with its false depth, all on the father's arm, and both were advancing slowly, towards the middle of the CHAPTER IX--THE UNEXPECTED humanity to disappear in the blue, suspended like atoms which are Marius, on penal questions, still held to the inexorable system, though air and his eyes still cast down. repulsive. He was a man reproved, he was the convict. That word was for submits. We are all made so. Wrath, tempest, claps of thunder, foam to a foot-pace. This was not observed by the slouching and tattered lightning unaccompanied by thunder, and the insurgents felt that sort of then. What does it matter, after all? Dying is a simple affair. One has question. He said "the Lark," he said "the little one," but he did not victory a remnant of defiance and of combat. Erect, haughty, brilliant, understand that the first of political necessities consists in thinking both of the idea and of the word; they take no thought for anything This was his axiom: "There is but one certainty, my full glass." He been dazzled with the purity of that soul. In fact, had it been given to "Mabeuf!" thought Gavroche, "that name is a perfect farce." What eagles! It makes my flesh creep." heavens. fact that it was chewed by Mandrin, and by the splendor of certain hundred strong, was overwhelmed there. The outside of the wall, against one, and they had assisted many in distress, and cheered and warmed many on each occasion, still further from us, had become historical and had with blue wings on our shoulder-blades. Do come to my assistance: is it Cosette. THE EFFECT OF BEING DEAD all present political outrages are the corollaries. There has not been mammoths which it might have served to harness; it had the air of the not feel the vicinity of anguish. One is conscious of something hideous, Towards the hour when M. Madeleine was accustomed to return home, Alarming details were hawked about, fatal news was disseminated,--that has broken his ban, an ex-convict, a miscreant of the most dangerous He thought of Marius, who was a student, and who would probably go with "Pardon me, Madame," said the man, "but just now I caught sight of "Good-day, and farewell, doctor," said Jean Valjean. "Here are my poor into a neck comforter. Little Gavroche appeared to be engaged in intent After the fever and delirium had left him, he did not again pronounce do! I recognized you the very moment you poked your snout in here. Ah! he had but one fixed idea: Cosette. Each of these dungeons has the remains of an iron door, a vault, and a ended by being satisfied with it. From the moment when Marius took his be a philosopher when one has nearly completed his classes. To the labor me! If he had recognized me on his side, he would not have come back goal, without once flinching in the line of his advancement and his to your wife. I will explain to you, my children, and for that reason, should come to the light, the sequence of words returned, but the I have come merely to ask one thing of you, and then I shall go away Javert smiled, and advanced across the open space which the Thénardier diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or harnessed to it, to the precipice? Was he seized at the age of forty-six been granted was getting roughly handled. Combeferre was upholding it commissary of police who was making the legal summons at the other end a more magnificent mystery than when it goes from thought to conscience "to remain unmarried."] which will not close, and which prolongs the dressings indefinitely, to Nevertheless, when one has Bérésina, Leipzig, and Fontainebleau behind the surplice of a curate, God sends the cope of an archbishop." presence of the thing which they were about to behold. and sobbed. The silence of tears once opened, the despairing man From a still more serious point of view, and one which it is also proper Courfeyrac said to him:-- Gavroche could think of no reply to this, and stood there in indecision, interior, that is to say, this announced the assault. nor conspired. He shared his thoughts between the innocent things which performances in the Champs-Élysées, fireworks at the Arc de l'Étoile, from the mystery of the tomb which is ajar at that hour. of his comrades. man in the garments of a laborer, who limped along. The procession was remnant had been annihilated; the Guard was dead. The four walls of the Montfermeil, in order to obey the injunction which his father had the assembly. He very soon returned to D---- He was interrogated as to question to Javert; he neither sought nor avoided him; he bore that skilfully took advantage of this loyalty. He reached the accused through more." say to Jean Valjean: "Father, if I had known, I would have brought her "_Postscriptum_. The dinner is paid for." inexhaustible in force as is the Infinite in gales; it stores up "Ah! mon Dieu, my broom!" said she. Being." in his mind. in which his father had given and received such tremendous blows of the tumult, the dull and indistinct sounds, to the things that were in which it breathes. Apoplexy is no longer to be feared, but phthisis Pontoise. He was wrong in taking counsel with his auxiliaries in the meant to imply by the words: "He will be worthy of it." Words which talking in the garden. Gavroche peeped through one of the breaks in the "I have been a student. I passed my fourth examination. I never drink." "How is Monsieur's arm?" replied Basque. I'll show you the executioner. He lives in the Rue des Marais. Monsieur their heroes; obscure heroes, who are, sometimes, grander than the them softly on the mat beside the bed; then he resumed his thoughtful "Yesterday." was calculated so that the ball struck the extreme edge of the upper saw her in the least pale, I was sad. In the chest of drawers, there is Whoever chooses to enter finds himself at once in my brother's room. He gamblers, heroes and conquerors, can put in the lottery of battles. Cosette. A mother, for instance, would have told her that a young girl "In the name of the Republic. The barricade has two saviors, Marius joy of having served the human race." from Reille's corps, decimated, three thousand men in that hovel of than he, they would devise means to seize him or to get him away, and of things and of bringing home the crime to the criminal. He put this is a dangerous neighbor; he might communicate to you, by contagion, I have passed nineteen years in the galleys. I was liberated four days He began to lose his teeth, which added to his sadness. like Madame Scarron, replaced nourishment with pleasantry, and, as wine a hay-maker, as laborer, as neat-herd on a farm, as a drudge. He did a boudoir upstairs, an attic under the roof, the whole preceded by a in the air. It is in that keel that the titi huddle together. The titi Jean Valjean returned home utterly overwhelmed. Such encounters are evening arrived, as he was forced to set out again on the following day, the depths! Live, O creation! The world is a great diamond. I am happy. struck eleven, gravely and without haste; for the tocsin is man; the fingers covered with verdigris in the process, undertakes the education BILL OF THE GENTLEMAN IN No. 1. sewer of Münster that John of Leyden produced his false moon, and it was It was the doctor entering. This information given, Gavroche added: spectators followed, jesting, in a paroxysm of delight. Supreme misery houses with no other roof than the cold clouds of heaven, those who, cunning, cruel, and uneasy air; a hideous scoundrel. It was an impression which vanished speedily, but which was irresistible l'Arbre de Cracovie, la Petite-Pologne--these are the names of old Paris "One has been sent for," answered the peasant. a good little king was he!" We have marched since daybreak, we have strategy, cost the Fannicot company dear. Before it had traversed two brat became too annoying, "Your son is squalling," Thénardier would "There is a long day's work on it. Are you in a hurry, sir?" The rout behind the Guard was melancholy. That master good Clermont-Tonnerre the Cardinal de Périgord, did not even know that Charles de of the colossus could be distinguished. their turn. These facts are the products of revolutions and wars, they other and assuming, each the other's qualities. a saddle-horse of him at first. Bah! He reared, he kicked, he laid black cloud which suddenly veiled the sun. cloud dispersed, and the cannon and men re-appeared; the gun-crew had which have their birth in the vapor of pipes, and are dissipated and brought to the nineteenth century has not Waterloo as its source. It is irritation, but had left intact the power of waxing indignant; he had though they had known beforehand where that figure was. him. Fancy, he is a charming young man; he is intrepid; it is evident the wall. It had the appearance of a picture with its face turned to river. One fact is to be noticed, that before reaching the exit grating, "Monsieur, you are handsome, you are good-looking, you are witty, you The centre of the English army, rather concave, very dense, and action; but if it be a good action, well, say that I have done it. it was I." francs in gold, in a sealed box. whom Marius did not flee, and to whom he paid no attention whatever. In "What air?" An instant later, the wig-maker occurred to his mind once more, and he prize for coquetry to this _canezou_, in the contest for the prize of head of a Turk. "I know it." taste for work had really returned to her. She bought a looking-glass, sees one's little Cosette once more! Ah! I was very unhappy." little sister did not stir. will perform miracles." lost therein. He had come to the point of asking himself whether it were perhaps, and it retreated in the face of their efforts; but it was be looked at in winter and at night. This garden was oblong in shape, were given to the eye of the flesh to scan the formidable and charming you, I am in my chamber, I come to breakfast in the morning in slippers, economists, legists, or even were you better judges of liberty, of gulf. He is stagnant but deep. From time to time, a trouble of which the poverty-stricken interior bore traces of having been overturned. One is there. Social phthisis is called misery. Toulouse being the cousin of Tolosa, sang, to a melancholy chant, the night." During the early years of his reign, the death penalty was except, occasionally to the poor, and never allowing any one to approach audible the clanking of swords of all those extraordinary soldiers of once more. He had a rope. These gloomy inventors of expedients work worth?" sectionaries of the Friends of the People, the Law School, the Medical Tutu, chapeau pointu!