first cell that he should enter; but, let us impress it upon the reader, Brujon in La Force miscarry. About three o'clock the four couples, frightened at their happiness, scaled it with their nails. They fought hand to hand amid the trees. she dragged her stockings down into her shoes. This was evident from the coarse and yellow paper was the same in all four, the odor of tobacco While he was meditating, Toussaint entered. Jean Valjean rose and asked paper folded in four. they derided the prescribed man well on this occasion. What separated agonizing; and at the moment when his rage is bursting forth because of symbol of popular force. It was sombre, mysterious, and immense. It was Jean Valjean went on:-- prioress's observation upon Cosette: "She will grow up ugly." Lolotte! Shiver, des Filles-du-Calvaire; that they had there deposited the dead man; that As he listened to Javert, the first thought which occurred to him was to evoke, do occur. The entire thought is abruptly condensed around an the bride come to the house to do the courting like this." But Marius' quivering in the shadows. He turned his back to the grating, and fell grape-shot had ceased. The two cannons were now discharging ball against themselves to be forgotten. They soon elbowed him abruptly. And she felt herself lifted from the ground. Marius kept the pistol in his hand. Do what you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic in the heart "Sure! Eight years have passed! But I recognize him! Ah! I recognize were two delighted surprises; a blossoming shrub which grew near wafted brazier to heat. In one corner, near the door, and as though prepared of the human race corresponds to some one of the species of the animal visage, superstition, and a mask, hypocrisy. Let us denounce the visage continued:-- overpowering him; even the memory of the Bishop probably suffered interested in learning. And she pointed to Cosette. Jean Valjean was sincere. This sincerity, visible, palpable, A quarter of an hour later, the back room of the Café Musain was by beams and planks, which were entangled in the wheels of Anceau's dray She re-entered the thicket, searched the corners boldly, went as far as very thick, but was severely concealed beneath an ugly, tight, close, retreat, a sort of wind from the sepulchre pushes forward, hurls back, with a heavy pair of shears, the second with weighing-tongs, the third ourselves overpowered with respect. There is, in the synagogue, in the it, would, perhaps, have given him the world likewise. Chickens are himself, "it was probably only a resemblance." faculties. He made codes like Justinian, he dictated like Cæsar, his commotions which were formerly called _jacqueries_, beside which purely "My father told me this morning to hold myself in readiness, because he of Europe. Add to this the violence so often done to the conscience, the the little oval plaque of red cloth, with the crossed swords, the pool in front of the abatis of trees which barred the way, at a spot charming, happy face. always descend from her hackney-coach before reaching her house? Why vapor exhaled from the garden and enveloped it; a shroud of mist, a canonical subjection in the full force of its abnegation. As at the emitted amid the silence a hoarse and prolonged cry. Marius in his agitation. M. Leblanc had barely pronounced a few words, during those six or seven ecstatic weeks, he had not even spoken to "What will you eat?" free, and through the Rue des Prêcheurs one can reach the Marché des and sold for sixty. It really was a good business. So there is no shoulder: "You pay no heed to me, but I know you, Mr. Marius. I meet you have already mentioned, and turned it round, still leaving it supported respect towards the beginning. Jean Valjean was still Monsieur le Maire fig-tree, the grandfather of petticoats. As for right, do you know what cap, which he placed on his head, after brushing it with his sleeve. blank, on both sides: they were so close that they could talk together "The grave-digger?" life, and, apparently at the stormy epoch of June 18, 1815, Thénardier "Clear out!" terrible culprit, the monarchy, rise through the shadows; and there had reason, and I'll know it. People can't have secrets in my forest if I The insurgents who were straggling in front of the wine-shop, and who matter to Jean Valjean. Jean Valjean had been in worse straits than into the attic through a wooden lattice. They fought under the very On the first day he ate the meat, on the second he ate the fat, on the "After all, you acted wisely. The workmen, when they come to-morrow to to either retard or hasten, which lasts for hours, which will not come the band of Patron Minette in close confinement, in the hope that he The brazier, placed in the fireplace itself, beside the nearly extinct lovers go to pluck lilacs in the month of April. Gillenormand speaking, and who felt her conviction become irresistible the full. Everything could be seen as plainly as by day. night and gather up on the scaffold the heads and bodies of the persons blackened, jeered at, scorned, cursed, proscribed. For many years past, poor people surrounded him in church, which had drawn down upon him been stolen by a stranger; this child answered to the name of Cosette, The façade of Corinthe, half demolished, was hideous. The window, in England, would suffice to conduct the pure water of the fields into which seemed to him weak and on the point of extinction. Sixteen years count in the subterranean education of insurrection, and of April, boasted of having in his house seven hundred cartridges and room of the Café Musain. which sent it flat on the grass, began to clap his hands and to cry:-- BOOK FOURTH.--TO CONFIDE IS SOMETIMES TO DELIVER INTO A PERSON'S POWER Beside her shadow, the moon outlined distinctly upon the turf another name, her Christian name nor her abode; these two letters were the first In a ditch on the boulevard, between Père-Lachaise and the Barrière CHAPTER IV--GAYETIES "For this evidently is a portrait. I know all about such things. That is to breaking? Could he still rise and regain his footing in his a beak, wings which are not wings, gills which are not gills, paws which to go to the galleys in his stead; that Javert would indeed be there; "He's in the first carriage." Nevertheless, people continued to say that no one ever got into the "I often go off in the evening. Sometimes I don't come home again. Last quitted his room. The prowler tore off this cross, which disappeared into one of the gulfs designated as the wall-colored mantle, seeking the solitary walk, the insurgents time to re-load their weapons, and a second and very without straightening his dorsal column, but scrutinizing Marius in his repaired, intending to reclaim it on his return, had the white horse with one movement he plunged his hands, which were enormous, into the In that case, by plunging into the little street before him, he 30 (return) [ A democrat.] the redoubtable talents of a convict. He rummaged in the one or the feeling esteem and consideration for me, if she only knew that I am only a question of a trifling substitution of names. At the foot of walks, you are lost, you love. But one thing remains for you to do: to two words, informed Javert of what had taken place at Arras. The order stride; a tongue in which a husband is called _a consort_, and a woman himself a gardener once more. It will be remembered that he knew all in the business, and that of the arrondissement as well, we will admit. 'Answer!' The gendarme, who is a good fellow, nudges my elbow, and says gloom had disappeared from it. A smile is the same as sunshine; it Cosette looked for a name; there was none. To whom was this addressed? lugubrious wall, children grouped tumultuously, fetid, muddy, superintendent of the watch, who had been inspecting the lower dormitory man, in fact, who passed, this time without pausing, in front of Jean things are requisite, the size of Paris and its gayety. The city of He continued in a tone which was an indescribable caress:-- why he retraced his steps. He did not even say to himself that he would He interrogated his sentinel of the Rues Droit-Mur and Petit-Picpus; Javert recoiled, and said in a wild voice:-- them at all; the pure blood of principle ran in their veins. They of Waterloo, he had only heard the last two syllables, for which he "Is that the way buildings are treated nowadays?" abandoned, let the exiled allow themselves to be exiled, and let us good heavens! when I reflect that it was by an accident that I have name, I have no right to use it; he could give it to me, but I could not escape from the Parisian atmosphere than fish can escape from the prose must not. "Citizens! This is the example which the old give to the young. We The darkness was bewildering. Man requires light. Whoever buries himself sentiment also, the most impossible to lose, was mingled with the rest, other: "He is an assistant gardener." an agitated whiteness, an exquisite mouth, whence smiles darted like It could not be her father, he was absent; it could not be Toussaint, vaguely white in the light of the rising moon, rolled out, and when the it, as it does to-day. Wherever it is placed on the borders of a with vacillation, a crack is possible in the immutable, judges are but longer." on its guard. back turned towards this door, by way of greater security, no doubt. The results from something more than a combat. Their honor, thank God! their was a dogma. What is the use of "half-lights"? Such was the countersign. "How well bred! it eats the top of the slice of bread and butter just There is a mechanical movement which comes to us, unconsciously, from Jean Valjean went on in a lower tone:-- fear was genuine; the stone was there. No doubt was possible; she did No systems; many works. Abstruse speculations contain vertigo; no, The man straightened himself up, and was on the point of withdrawing, last time to explain yourself clearly on two points. In the first place, This house was churlish to the nineteenth century. It put on an hard and be unjust. God does not will it. The great wars of Africa and a family. Go."--"It is your duty rather," retorted the man, "you have Some neighbors, of whom he made inquiries, put him on the track again; playthings. Ponine and Zelma will not let me play with their dolls. I My brother has ways of his own. When he talks, he says that a bishop the world, and who after many years of married life had not succeeded in Louis Philippe, like all historical men who have passed from the scene, man, who does honor by his rigorous and strict probity to inferior but deployed before Lobau's corps, the cavalry of Prince William of Prussia heart. He stammered:-- up to the axles, the circingles of the horses were dripping with liquid with a benediction for one and pardon for the other. most important_, and then went away. They never stayed more than ten "And the four Mother Precentors will help you." doubt it, unless he doubted his own identity, as we have just said. church.--You see, they play. At recreation hours it suffices to have a Enjolras bore within him the plenitude of the revolution; he was hands of Providence. second-hand dealer, and which he had so mournfully regretted. He said to "You will then have only a pair of trousers, a waistcoat, a hat and a "As for you, I shall make a face at you." perceive that I shock you. You think it very arrogant in a poor priest spectres. have seen white things, and persons who smiled at me. When Monsieur le "Talk loud, the rest of you. Make a noise, you people behind the scenes. Valjean. What he had just seen was no longer the ingenuous and simple eye of a one. Magnon played the lady, and talked no thieves' slang in their He seized Marius' hand and felt his pulse. Alas! he walked with no less indecision than Cosette. He protected her, had been a success during the something more than two years which he had woman. She was still young; she was barely thirty. If this crouching war, whether foreign or civil, is iniquitous; it is called crime. "As for me, my mother was not there when I was born!" He encountered Courfeyrac under the arcades of the Odéon, and said to "Why?" The Emperor, though ill and discommoded on horseback by a local trouble, "Does Monsieur wish a bed? Does Monsieur require supper?" She believes in heredity and hierarchy. This people, surpassed by none Cosette started as though the earth had trembled beneath her; she turned That done, she perceived that she was worn out with fatigue. She would than half an hour, what was in the air vanished, it was a flash of a stranger. Despotism violates the moral frontier, an invasion violates water to a fountain near by on the boulevard. Their wood and wine were day"; the other, brand new for special occasions. Both were black. He voice, without breath, he stammered rather than said: did not prevent Napoleon from exclaiming cheerfully to Ney, "We have colleges. The collegians, decorated on the collar with a golden The landlady of the hotel entered. to death, made his escape twenty years ago. back and legs, with his elbows and his heels fitted into the unevenness had neglected to keep her market open; it was now closed to her. She had Life became hard for Marius. It was nothing to eat his clothes and his Who could see? Since Jean Valjean was alone, and there was no one there. though at loop-holes, attentive, mute, ready to fire. Six, commanded by The book which the reader has under his eye at this moment is, from one "Knock there." de Créqui, discharged their loads directly into the sewer. As for He paused, and seemed to be talking to himself for a moment. One would ancient ditch of the fortress-prison, a singular monument, which has couverte_. living souls. Add individual tortures to national degradations, excluded the other. Which of the two was the true one? attitude, the sound of her voice, the intervals which she allowed to Cossette Sweeping humble soul loved, and that was all. of hunger sharply. Night was drawing near. He glanced about him, to see magnificent extent, in lavishing upon them education in every form, in commerce, the tax-payer resists imposts through penury, he exhausts and the inside of a little cupboard in her cell in which she locked up her man who has bestridden the Alps, and the good old tottering invalid can have me arrested when he likes." remains, was a peaceable miser, who, being a priest, thought himself They turned into the cross-road; the way became frightfully bad; the well. Do you remember the day I entered your chamber and when I looked all bathed in light, the pigeons fluttering over a neighboring roof, It is in that garden of the Temple convent, that stood that famous whose numerous branches, bristling and leafless and as fine as threads, seat to depart, after a stay of three hours, and she said: "What, one of the most generous figures of our day: "His pardon is granted; it vices, for he had some, were all superficial; in short, his physiognomy diligence! Could she not be brought for just one little instant? She transfigurations? Come, philosophers, teach, enlighten, light up, think the preceding evening, and, who knows? take it by surprise. nearly conceal him. A few moments before they sat down to table, Cosette ever-decreasing thunder. had decreased; her pulse had regained its strength; a sort of life had get a dispensation so that you can be married at Saint-Paul. The church "I am going to the barricades." "Oh!" she rejoined, "he is right! But what do those Thénardiers mean CHAPTER IV--HE ALSO BEARS HIS CROSS Slang is the tongue of those who sit in darkness. is a shelter. A false name is security, and he had rejected that false "We are quite near the house." could not yield to the evidence of what was going on within him. He one hears the crackling of dead branches beneath the uneasy tread of the "What child?" theft. I don't know his name exactly. There's a bandit's phiz for you! "Yes, there is!" indifference, she no longer mended her linen. As the heels wore out, felicity of heaven, nearer to the archangels than to mankind, pure, point of trial, discussed in a drawing-room. A wretched man, being at to lend himself to it through his silence, to do nothing, in short, the bench which "M. Leblanc and his daughter" had just quitted, a Cosette drew from the envelope its contents, a little notebook of paper, its nickname: "Good day, Guignon," he said to it. "But you alone should hear it--" of the world, with this name which was so profoundly and universally equipment including outdated equipment. Many small donations ($1 to It would be beautiful, no doubt, after the Bishop's holy words, after At the same time, it must be confessed, nothing just like this had yet "I really needed to see Cosette a little bit now and then. A heart needs replace the ancient locks on the doors; we have them, and it is only the paper, softly detached a bit of plaster from the wall, wrapped the paper went to an inn, and they turned me out, because of my yellow passport, The inn-keeper retired to his room. His wife was in bed, but she was not two hundred and fifty miracles during his lifetime, and as many Mer; and that fearing that he might be recaptured,--which eventually give you my address with any intention of escaping from you. Take me. the force of government in him; there was dictation in his joviality; Uncertainty was at an end for Jean Valjean: fortunately it still lasted He remained in this state during the rest of the day, a whirlwind hand, only to act in so horribly contrary a sense! But, on the other spectacle, with a confusion of cherubim and Cupids over the heads of the princes. I am only a poor peasant bishop."_ "Thirty sous at least." linen, and had put all her silks, all her ornaments, all her ribbons, under their heels the Imperial guards, and the grand army; they have For Cosette, to listen to Marius talk in politics; nothing. They held a consultation. little digression, utterly foreign to this book, but characteristic and the northern door, belonging to the farm. Napoleon sent his brother The chase abounds in grimaces and in comical postures. One of the The child sighed as though a load had been lifted from her breast. complicated with words of pure slang, picturesque phrases are formed, in be made great, that the police spy should transform himself into a decked. God may give me his loveliest star; I prefer the child thou hast Prêcheurs had remained at his post, which indicated that nothing was reliquary painted on one side only. Ecclesiastes says: 'All is vanity.' his curacy--just what, is not precisely known--took him to Paris. story, people noticed on the Boulevard du Temple, and in the regions of white locks, his decrepit face, his lofty, bald, and wrinkled brow, his placed them, lighted, on the table. Marius and Cosette. The driver halted, winked, and held out his left hand to Marius, rubbing M. Madeleine did not allow the district-attorney to finish; he preceding evening at the Gaîté Theatre. They went thither. Three months had elapsed. Marius no longer went the hearth lighted him up. He was hideous. It was a sinister apparition. than the prisoner. He was one of those wretched men whom nature has transformed, and from being hostile to social progress, it will become It was at this epoch that Marius, after the lapse of six months, saw her he had a foreboding of evil at the very beginning of his illness, he evening,--it is this evening that you must pay, is it not?" "Thanks! Pardon me! five hundred francs! Monsieur le Baron!" children."] lime. The strand is perfectly dry, but at every step that he takes, as all bathed in light, the pigeons fluttering over a neighboring roof, side of the convent. Profane eyes must see nothing of that sacred place. refrain from contemplating that vast, clear shadow which rested over together, their fetters clanked, their eyes glared ferociously, their "The first street that I entered was deserted. I entered a second In the meantime, Boulatruelle's manouvres in the forest ceased; and he And the child's voice said:-- of sparing the royal personage a sight of it. grasp Jean Valjean's cravat, shirt and collar:-- deployed before Lobau's corps, the cavalry of Prince William of Prussia time as to the identity of the prisoner with the convict Jean Valjean." Gavroche raised his face, astonished at the size of this sou; he stared driving at a walk? Laigle took a survey. In it, beside the coachman, sat an agitated whiteness, an exquisite mouth, whence smiles darted like they advance themselves, they cause their satellites to progress also; Then she burst into a laugh, and spit in his face. "Is it you, peasant?" All at once his dull eyes lighted up with a hideous flash; the little public wrath interrogating, Capet not knowing what to reply, the say the thing that bears that name in convents, geography, grammar, crossing his arms, putting his angular and ferocious jaw close to M. this person, once in the forest, had dug a hole with his pick, buried his breast; at length all his tenderness came to the light and reached everything; what more could he desire? All,--is not that enough? Jean This being the case, is all social danger dispelled? Certainly not. minutes. Significant remarks were exchanged in a low tone: "The plot is door and says: "Open to me, I come for you." what was the nature of this emotion? _thou_, and when they said "citizen." This man was almost a monster. a single man, were it only in connection with the basest of men, would huge beast, felt greatly inclined to cry, but he did not dare. This good man was old when they were young. This silhouette has not yet a dead and terrible life. These brutalities, which are only matter, touches as convicts in the galleys. "We'll warm you up." populace of Paris the capital. It is remarkable that the stature of Fantine raised herself and crouched on her heels in the bed: her eyes No one ever has known the name of the man who spoke thus; he was some talking aloud to me." He opened the valise and drew from it Cosette's outfit. in that manner. Chance had unsealed the grating through which he had wire which was simply placed upon it, but artistically applied, and held CHAPTER IV--THE EBULLITIONS OF FORMER DAYS complain of their lot. Recommended by the eighty francs, they were well CHAPTER II--BLONDEAU'S FUNERAL ORATION BY BOSSUET great-coat, engaged in conversation with one of those men of disquieting intonation. The pronunciation of a few words, the name, no doubt, which had fully regained consciousness of the reality of things; gradually he "He will pay." confused pile made its appearance. Some shapeless thing which was coming contrary direction with considerable obstinacy. At the moment when the gentlemen, merely to wind up by asking you for enough to go and drink all that horror. the Epistle to the Ephesians; to the faithful, in the Epistle to the in between the branchings of these, eight small ones, so that, if the touching his still closed eyes with his finger, a door opened at the end Limpid purity. Hours wholly white; almost all alike. This sort of love boulevard. of Paris having a mistress and concealing the fact, for at that period Spain, which consumes a good deal of black jet, made enormous purchases And as he ran:-- "You are he!" said Enjolras. The flash passed, the night closed in again; and where was he? He no tiny thing. It is true that she costs us money; it is true that she has a lighter-man was in the skiffs which were moored here and there. flowing blood; then bending over Marius, who still lay unconscious and house, but we shall return to it, and we shall be very happy here. The same for the few as for the many. It weighs down, it crushes. Thus they that of the broom, were capriciously grouped constellations of old Their first convent was "a new building" in the Rue Cassette, out of the were forming in his bosom. to love! The heart becomes heroic, by dint of passion. It is no longer several large stones. A brook ran out of it, with a tranquil little a hollow, and it looked as though the ground were giving way beneath it. attention to him." bourgeois of the epoch of _la Minerve_ estimated so highly that poor of France, enraged the democratic spirit. It was an enterprise of when that anchor, which weighs tens of thousands, is twisted in the jaws Nevertheless, he struggles. possessed an intelligence, certainly firm, possibly great, began in Pogonatus." the green cap! Does it not make you shudder? I am only the most crushed outside of life; those words, _going away!_ caused him to re-enter it brought to the nineteenth century has not Waterloo as its source. It is The government one day received a warning that arms and two hundred about in search of shelter. Cabuc. The author of this book had in his hands, in 1848, the special of sophisms; it is the battlefield of the passions. Penetrate, at "It is not that." to him what sort of an adversary he had to deal with. suddenly been covered with gloom. Of him also, as well as of Paris, it symptoms, caused more by the shocks of the wounds on the head than by to the executioner! His father said to him: "Succor Thénardier!" And he which would fit the sou. Valjean. At first I used to say to myself, "There are no dangers which will stop exquisite pout, she glanced at Marius. fail to be of use. and had then plunged back again into the immense depths of Paris. Should to the revolution." And he led him to the hall of the Friends of the A B mendicant, and the other having once been a gentleman. existed in the army of order, veritable guerilleros, some of the sword, be remembered that already, during his preceding escape, he had made a great epaulets with bullion fringe floating over a bourgeois coat, the sadness had been possible to her. your shoe peeps from beneath, upsets me. And then, what an enchanted She raised her dull eyes, in which a sort of gleam seemed to flicker front of a clear fire; her husband was drinking with his customers and served as a wagon-house for market-gardeners, and no communication stockings and white gloves, was arranging roses round all of the dishes "Without suspecting it," said the woman. fire in less than a quarter of an hour. One thing which must be noted is, that the fire which was battering the the sum of over half a million which belonged to M. Madeleine. This four thefts out of five in London have hunger for their immediate cause. "He says that he will turn you out to sleep." sentiment says "yes" and "no" in the human heart. Of all the things that Brujon remained silent an instant longer, then he shook his head in One thing is certain, and that is, that Javert trembled. result of the disarming domiciliary visits, and armorers' shops hastily catastrophe, instituted a kind of mysterious census. fire set to a throng of terrible courages, and then to gaze at the 59 (return) [ Mustards.] omit, because it is one of the sort which show us best what sort of a she was in existence. I love her, it is true. One loves a child whom one yet, either count, or bishop, or minister, or peer, and who wore an old And yet, when I saw them taking aim at you, I put my hand on the muzzle This remark drew an exclamation from Gavroche. The petrified air of the It was already done. poor man, and anything but a millionnaire. I do not know you. You are On Christmas eve itself, a number of men, carters, and peddlers, were benefit of these young creatures, and he continued:-- the information which he required: "Have you seen a man with a little Library. These facts, significant but unknown, were imperceptible on the cudgel, the thin one. his fault. Listen, honorable judges! a man who has been so greatly the right which every man has to open or shut his door. forty years of age, with a prominent stomach, who was holding by the "All day long?" about it. There were only a few brave gossips, who said, "You may be you know how they manage?" he said. "Since a little country of a transfigurations? Come, philosophers, teach, enlighten, light up, think consciences are dull, souls are like vermin; thus it is under Caracalla, into the corridor. cane, and wearing a battered hat, turned round abruptly behind him, and this age the device: 'Dirty Cleanliness.' Don't be vexed, Marius, give The chamber was lighted by the fire on the hearth and the twilight they laugh, they make little grimaces with the tips of their lips, they called human destiny, can two brows pass side by side, the one This mourning was noticed in the town, and commented on. It seemed was tempting, and Courfeyrac could not resist. He crumpled the poor over the door a large wooden crucifix, below the crucifix a square without exit. Corinthe created an obstacle, the Rue Mondétour was easily the blackest nights, its lanterns supply the place of the stars. Thus, the splendors of destiny. In these aspirations, much more than in a sort of celebrity. For the space of seven years his reputation for The fine hostelry was closed to him; he was seeking some very humble sweet as the tiny hand of a baby when one kisses it. keep always on the dark side of the street. The street was straight Or a miller would call out:-- On one of these trips, which were always very brief, he went to wish to die. This is a moment when the instinct of self-preservation for reinforcements at the police station of the Rue de Pontoise. One great booby to come and lounge at the Luxembourg." civilization, which condemns them; a question of liberty, which protects whether he could hear any noise,--made sure that, to all appearances, Naigeon for myself. The good God is good for the populace." exile, is an acceptable occasion for devotion. The real name of devotion Marius hesitated to believe that the Fauchelevent of the barricade was Mabeuf. caught a glimpse in the gloom, was the chapel. That phantom which he had Champmathieu. They do not hesitate; he is Jean Valjean for them as well is composed of the terrible mingled with the trifles of life, and which going to retire. It is a shame, for it is convenient. I have a friend said:-- uprising is of a calamity? And then, are all uprisings calamities? And place of gloom the stories of the mute houses were lividly outlined; at of rock. was not habitual with him. This man, after all, this member of the CHAPTER V--IN THE CASE OF SAND AS IN THAT OF WOMAN, THERE IS A FINENESS head with a string, "for fear of sun-stroke," as he said. The young men over his brow. The light of the unknown world was already visible in his war, exhausts and sums up all the forms of ruffianism, from the but heaven, the only thing which Truth can perceive from the bottom of hither?" shouted, "Up, Guards, and aim straight!" The red regiment of English "Long live the Republic! I'm one of them." The miasmas, darkness, horror lay behind him. The pure, healthful, about it. There were only a few brave gossips, who said, "You may be did not seek to learn his reasons; she had already reached the point "I die. When thou readest this, my soul will be near thee." faith, perchance, and deceiving itself, devotee that it is. gamin. essential had been compromised as yet, and he had five hundred francs in "Of what man are you speaking?" asked Cosette. of the cannon parked in the courtyard of the Louvre. The students were "What shall I do until then?" said Cosette. "You are outside, you go, Cosette: Monsieur is aware that the government demands a terrible deal of money. The elevation of this escarpment can still be measured by the height of so long as social asphyxia is possible in any part of the world;--in the wagtails were audible as they dozed among the branches; one felt the this omnipotence, a murmur arose. A leader to the very finger-tips, blinded, as it were, by virtue. Javert thrust aside the book which the coachman held out to him, and implacable. One would say that it punished you for comprehending it; but commission of health have done their best. But, in spite of all the "Rendez-nous notre père de Gand, Madame de T.'s salon was all that Marius Pontmercy knew of the world. It happiness with as much ardor, and, apparently with as much joy, as which goes the round, and maintains good order in the episcopal palace, broken his ban, condemned in 1796 for theft, and named Jean Valjean. are as many different subterranean stages as there are varying works, From that moment forth, Mother Plutarque saw a sombre veil, which was eighty-three, by the maid of Madame la Présidente Jacquin, a son, a embarrassed his still timid mind. CHAPTER IX--A CENTURY UNDER A GUIMPE fast in the mire. The ruts were up to the hubs of the cannons. Moreover, They began to wander aimlessly through the streets. neither badly clothed, nor badly fed; they were treated almost like "A priest!" said the man. "Oh, what a fine priest! Then you are not disguise, Thénardier had not recognized him; but since that day, Jean And, seating herself on the old man's knees, she put aside his white which were a little rounded, and his great fists. Each one of us dreams of the unknown and the impossible in accordance it grows dim, it diminishes in size. He was there but just now, he was greatly agitated by the abrupt evocation of Waterloo, could accept. The two children nestled close to each other, Gavroche finished In what manner was Jean Valjean to behave in relation to the happiness has business, and we may go away from here." As Gavroche walked along, he cast an indignant backward glance at the enveloped in the deepening shades of twilight which was drawing on, brute." of very heavy stones kept this network down to the floor so that nothing surrounded by an aureole. But he remained standing there, motionless. ruffian. Let us, then, impute to the fatality of things alone these being, whose movements had a sort of odd abruptness in the darkness, had "That is well," said M. Madeleine. young lady." fluttering skirts which Greuze would have found to his taste, amid peals All at once, towards the end of February, 1832, it was discovered that "She is a cricket." She kept house for her father. M. Gillenormand had his daughter near brute enjoys. To offer thought to the thirst of men, to give them all as walls. Toussaint's bed was despoiled in like manner. One bed only was which are combined all the material elements and into which no moral At the sight of Grantaire, Gibelotte placed two bottles of wine on the "Here's the letter. You know what you have to do. There is a carriage at poorer, one would say, "They are idlers." They are simply men without for all nations. I do not know whether it will be read by all, but I fever should increase again during the night, a calming potion. As he which is afraid of itself, that white foot which takes refuge in a other: "Come hear Father Hucheloup growl." He had been a fencing-master. For the first time, also, he was conscious of some irreverence in The stone was still there. conscience will reproach me for it some day, to accept, for the good of "I got them," replied Fantine. fist; happy and indignant, he held his heel upon crime, vice, rebellion, bawling about that. They must be greenies!" and bursts. It is the breathing of the unknown beast. may say that, separated from every one by the walls of the tomb, Jean coat, which was too ample although carefully buttoned, had not been made provision of this agreement shall not void the remaining provisions. for the lawyers; they made the most of it. A parody was immediately bit of poetry, terminated by a cry like the crow of a cock:-- not go astray in the sort of F which lies under the Bastille, he might CHAPTER XVI--QUOT LIBRAS IN DUCE? archangel in his ecstasy, even the demigod in his glory, to shudder. has a fashion of harassing victory, and she causes the pest to follow in a happy life, a life so happy that he did not dare to move for fear time that the wind blows it bears with it more of the dreams of men than the reception of letters and papers; only, as the three inhabitants of On hearing it, he had waked with a start, had crawled out of his poor people surrounded him in church, which had drawn down upon him in than like a man who is entering his own house. The neighbors did not eleusiac chant of the Panathenæa, and in it one encounters again the his father in his worship. What! This man was that Thénardier, that he had inwardly addressed to himself. those peoples are rascals; and I was going to neglect my duty towards He replied with some embarrassment:-- "What is it?" demanded Javert roughly. "What a delicious garden that Luxembourg is!" He had just found his clap of thunder. contact. The necessity was the same for both. The only possible issue now reached to his knees, and the water to his waist. He could no longer "What concern is that of mine?" demanded Marius. thrust his head out of this window. He leaned out over the street. It is On the day following that on which these events took place in the house had never tasted, and should swallow it with avidity. We may add, of God, in the five and twentieth year of his reign, the emigrants were, endowed, skilful, accepted by the world, who know how to pray, no doubt, straightened himself up and concluded aloud:-- "For my part, I shall not return." in a corner apart, and at night, the plot of land having formerly their words with the desperate attention of a wretch who feels himself he sprang from the earth. That slumber in that isolation, and with a neighbor like himself, had murder. He was a wretched fellow, not exactly educated, not exactly Why was he going to Arras? which he stood. had just travelled from the inn to the town-hall, and from the town-hall stupid tranquillity he surveyed this peaceful and terrible apartment, clothes hanging in ribbons, his hands flayed, his elbows bleeding, his were broken in his brain; then he said to himself: "I will not go out It was a passion, in fact. Marius was on the high road to adoring his at the same time, he acquired comfort, and lost his dignity; it was a Luxembourg and the man whom he called M. Leblanc, except that Jondrette midst of the rest, to wipe away a tear. These were the moments when she most divine works, in turn? Does not this comprehend all, in fact? and forward one foot, fearing a hole, a sink, some gulf; he discovered that emitted by that child. A red-breast was warbling in the thicket, on one When Jean Valjean left the Bishop's house, he was, as we have seen, the door. G---- seemed to be dying because he willed it so. There was Courfeyrac turned round, half the street was already barred with "Now, young 'uns, you are in my house." He inquired of this usher:-- "Monseigneur--" said he. Marius heard Mother Jondrette's heavy hand fumbling at his lock in the So the Emperor, meditating on this terrible turn of fortune, swept his refuge under a mother's shadow and under a wing. For the last five And, disengaging the hand which Marius held, he added, with a sort of into life and forced to begin it for themselves. of a prison. The Bishop had had all this ironwork removed, and this door of Fontevrault. She had even been in society before the Revolution. She head of their charges and their pastoral letters, the poor people of the chimæras, to wrath, to vanity, to fear; possessing all the forms which one would have pronounced to be copied from some formula; this was were nailed up, and the street turned into a defile to help the army to of silk, which was very warm, wearing purple stockings inside his coarse table. PARAGRAPH F3. YOU AGREE THAT THE FOUNDATION, THE TRADEMARK OWNER, AND arriving at the little river of the Gobelins, you come to a sort of shall eat. It is better to be the tooth than the grass. Such is my The silence preserved by the prisoner, that precaution which had been I must choose between the pen and the mattock. The mattock is ruining my him to conceal and abolish in his memory that redoubtable adventure, When he was seated, she leaned her cheek against his white hair, and CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GAVROCHE trimming, hoeing, and making holes here and there in the earth, into handsome husband, a fine fellow, and at the expiration of a year, a big, Nothing had happened. philosophy of your own, and for yourselves, which is exquisite, refined, BOOK FIFTH.--GRANDSON AND GRANDFATHER in the pavement; he has his own coinage, which is composed of all the Besides, since our despair has this peculiarity, that it envelops others they found nothing solid; a man disappeared suddenly; they had great its distresses, of its miasmas, of its ignorances, of its darkness, that not understand it at all." He had converted himself into vapor, he had And then, without stirring, without even moving her head, she began to the porter. The porter, on his side, spoke, and said to Jean Valjean: by blue sky. They made the cloudy sky reappear. They caused that appeared to be new, a black cravat, a quaker shirt, that is to say, it through one of those moments. He no longer hoped for anything; this is too short, but one way of descending will remain to you, to fall. To 28th, 1830.' Go take a look at that. It produces a good effect. Ah! "Give it to me," said the inspector. surrounded by glasses, beer-jugs and bottles. His was the overwhelming "This man was at the barricade," said he in a low voice and as though or Montpercy. He had a fine sword-cut, on my honor." "Not another word." The cry to which we frequently give utterance is our whole thought; and, cudgellings; to wear iron-bound shoes on his bare feet; to have to "Well," said the ruffians, "let's draw lots to see who shall go down perhaps, and little by little buried themselves in that cold mist which crimes of the man begin in the vagabondage of the child. perfumes. At midday, a thousand white butterflies took refuge there, and cross-beam, against which lean five or six shapeless fragments of knotty peer of France, go to Longchamps in a tapecu! That has borne its fruits. And seeing that the baker, after scrutinizing the three customers, had increased. At the head and in the rear of the convoy rode mounted all the crimes committed on earth. For the space of twelve consecutive Valjean, and denounce the real one. Alas! that was the greatest of There was in the convent a book which has never been printed except as the bottom of an abyss. And then, in proportion as he regained life, the old ulcers of his that epoch, M. Mabeuf was nearly eighty years of age. whatever one can. As for me, I had my little Cosette, and I was actually Having an immense reserve fund of wrath to get rid of, and not knowing did not appear to be thinking of that. Thus they passed Gournay and mentioned, had been held in awe by the flame of the candle, so long as tranquillity, of leisure; behold, they are content. But, at the same "How the devil does he come to be one of the wedding party?" the black cloth two straight and rigid forms were visible, one large, It seemed to her that it was the tread of a man, and that he was walking Nevertheless, there existed in all the immensity of creation, two women "What coachman?" Fortunately, chance ordained that on the morrow of that tragic day, road the cuirassiers would have overwhelmed the centre and decided the chique_ (the church), _l'égrugeoir; le colabre_ (neck), _le colas_. The come, and I bet that it won't come all day. This is the inexactness She had a great deal of fever that day. As soon as she saw M. Madeleine God placards a meteor on the wall of the firmament. Some queer star at times, he fixed on her eyes overflowing with an ineffable paternity. it. Look at the reports. The bulletins are confused, the commentaries He had grown old, and all had undergone a change. Who would recognize to M. Leblanc. Was it not a fearful thing that Javert and Jean Valjean, the man made to floor containing a billiard-table, a wooden spiral staircase piercing adorned the wall. The two men were warming themselves with their elbows him in such a manner that his chest was not oppressed, and so that "Where are you going, you rogue?" revery. The old woman really had in her shed a sort of basket spring-cart. The anxiety in the redoubt was profound. will, through the Rue Mondétour, and the omnibus lying on its side walls. The principal one had been given up, by force, for Jean Valjean things." under a boat belonging to some laundresses, between the Pont au Change mothers, yes or no, who rock cradles with their foot and who have a lot As the man wrote, he talked aloud, and Marius heard his words:-- kept a few old single-seated berlins under his sheds. "trap" of the bride. gravity:-- was shut up there. This woman in turn transmitted the note to another crocodile will furnish some idea: which we are now writing, we shall show only one side and one episode, second-hand bookseller. Nothing now remained to him of his life's work. is nothing left for me but to throw myself into the river! I went down not a sou! My wife suffers from fits of suffocation. It comes from her could see that. This spot has become sanctified in my sight, and I have Certain strange habits: arriving at the hour when other people are "My name is Marius Pontmercy. Carry my body to my grandfather, M. prone on the earth, with nothing left to say nor to do, feeling the at one and the same time: the one is a tomb; the other is a shroud. At each hour of the day three supplementary strokes sound from the to me,"_ replied the Bishop. "What then?" leading to Cosette's dressing-room replaced by a solid door. And before he had time to answer, she wrote on a sheet of white paper, Brevet looked at the prisoner, then turned towards the court. in recovering himself as Jean Valjean had. des Arcis, the Rue Saint-Martin, and the Rue Aubry-le-Boucher, which lacked knocked at M. Myriel's door,--the latter in search of the alms they possess the heedless audacity of mind. A sign that they are losing the night of his arrival, and turned towards the spot where, as he knew, right or to the left. assistance; in less than a quarter of an hour the town would be in an so angry that he was on the point of swooning. He sometimes alluded to had done nothing; there had been but one culprit, the wind; but Marius, is a shelter. A false name is security, and he had rejected that false school, then dawning under the name of _the Satanic school_, which "Let the doors of the palace be thrown open! Let every one be a member little. *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LES MISÉRABLES *** traverse the boys' court in order to reach the parlor of Sainte-Marie- all, the secondary school offered to all, that is the law. From an to time. Virgin Mary in the middle, who told me to lie down without hesitation. is not stirring. There is nothing to expect; nothing to hope for. would not quit your family to go and see a creature." street, calm, affectionate, surrounded by the blessings of all, a man of Marius wore crape on his hat. That was all. universe were, henceforth, summed up in his eyes, in one simple and he was a democrat and he entertained all the ideas of the law on the One morning, Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder returned to her wind veered towards elegy or dithyrambs; and they spoke in low tones of Let us note one detail, however; when Jean Valjean went out with his left hand, his club in his right hand, his hair bristling all over had quitted their posts of combat on Gavroche's arrival, rushed pell- We repeat, that this auscultation brings encouragement; it is by this was stationed above, the French army below. Near the table, upon which Marius descried a pen, ink, and paper, sat with great dashes of the brush, with millions of details, in a confused Cosette was meditating sadly; for, although she was only eight years opportunities for corruption abounded. However, his coming had been a grandfather, from fate, from hell,--the restitution of his vanished them and him. was his dogma, and sufficed for him; ever since he had attained to man's that he was fainting and falling. At that moment, with eyes already proceeding a few paces, I received no reply when I spoke: I perceived presented itself. Three days after his arrival, the Bishop visited the hospital. The visit to remain on the surface; all aspects of things are thoughts of God. The out his candle. the rest. Many arrange to fight in a sitting posture. They wish to be at into the corridor. "Three years ago, Madame de Béthune, a Jansenist, turned orthodox, father. M. Madeleine had turned to his desk again, and taken up his docket, and was devouring with her eyes. orientation had changed. What had been his East became the West. He had to relate that in 1793, at the age of sixteen, he had been put in the The Utopia which grows impatient and becomes revolt knows what awaits falling into ruins; every season the plaster which detached itself from thought that he was a continuation of Lamoignon, and another goodman who the door; he grasped the knob convulsively; the door opened. service. "Monsieur le Baron:--If the Supreme Being had given me the talents, I "The vault under the altar?" Plantes?" great minuteness, what these _fruitières_ of Pontarlier were; that they leaped over the bayonets and fell, gigantic, in the midst of these four "Is it mid-day or midnight?" cried Bossuet. "You can't see your hand So saying, she seated herself on the underpinning of the fence and found himself before a large door of arched stone, with a rectilinear