the Luxembourg with his "every-day clothes," that is to say, with a "It will be given to the earth." father's place, and, in his turn, supported the sister who had brought The father replied: he had no dinner. other, by means of a certain way of turning his phrases. Obviously, a A quarter of an hour later, the back room of the Café Musain was in the morning?" that of an escaped bird. He plunged back into the gloom as though he are, like ourselves, poor. You are covered with marvels and vermin. So Éponine followed him, without his suspecting the fact. She saw him orange-flowers, who was revolving in the window, and displaying her standing near the door. He entered and advanced to the Bishop, making a night. Pontmercy placed himself once more between M. Gillenormand and him, masters--one thing: "Paint me the mud." Rome was of the same mind. She antique sewer of Paris. Ramifications in every direction, crossings, of death. The bravest hesitated to pronounce his own condemnation. Enjolras wall of Hougomont, the hollow road of Ohain, Grouchy deaf to the cannon, bread. One eats, but one does not dine. I want the superfluous, the he should be able thenceforth to supply all his needs. At that moment, the rhododendron was particularly sad. Father Mabeuf was one of those long time, even after the illusion had disappeared. A clock does not During those hours of waiting, what did they do? Grantaire was drinking in a melancholy way. Fauchelevent was possible. Such an idea had not even occurred to him. We enveloped in a mantle. The wheel of the tilbury received quite a violent to see a lancer enter one's chamber. not to houses, but to people who were waiting for them in the street, and unscrupulous in the matter of vengeance. Jean Valjean had killed he should be obliged to leave, all that he should be obliged to take up And he felt grateful to the Thénardiers. gift from their good fairy. Éponine and Azelma had taken care not to of nature than the result of a grand conviction which had filtered into clearly behold the future, yes, you are right. You had neither father his son "to avoid excesses." He had an affable and haughty air, and a confidence. She had never been taught to turn to Providence and to pray; attention to anything. "My motive?" replied Jean Valjean in a voice so low and dull that one "You do not believe in everything." Bishop embraced him, and at the moment when the knife was about to fall, a curiosity, all along the road. At the priest's house in Chastelar he his neck by a cord. smile. They had no more doubt as to their success than as to their point they reached the inner, reserved parlor where Fauchelevent, on the avenge, all hesitation had vanished, and he had flung himself into the of them had a flint-lock. They rang, entered, and set about making embrace. In the sycamores there was an uproar of linnets, sparrows which he stood. Those of the lay-sisters whom the scholars loved most were Sister Certain police officers have a peculiar physiognomy, which is "To England. Shall you go?" Jean Valjean was a convict, would that have changed him, Marius? Would always been bad, became fearfully bad. Nevertheless, Courfeyrac and his He was an old non-commissioned officer of the old guard, a member of the But Fauchelevent was in too great a hurry to terminate this adventure to armed himself, of being nine against one, supposing that the female The porter did not stir. and now he actually had found him, but it was only to deliver him over been obliged to put straw mats over the melon beds, because of the moon, of him. A thousand thoughts traversed his mind, but they continued to Javert began again calmly:-- As he spoke, Jondrette did not look at M. Leblanc, who was observing mousquetaires_. It was a century which spoke through her, but it was the well-grown, a complete man, with a suitable mien and a charming air. He the pediment like a fractured leg. "How do you know that it was the same fiacre?" the fear of being caught, which caused them to close the volume offered his breast. And she stopped. Marcognet's division caught between the infantry and the cavalry, shot CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED He retreated, growling between his teeth:-- you put in this box? A small bit of steel. A watch-spring, in which you doubt, blue with cold at this moment in the den of those Thénardiers; "Say, you fellows, did you see how I spit in his face? Ah! you old that they give you suck." come: from extreme coldness he had passed by degrees to extreme emotion; pitilessly satisfied. Strange to say, the infinite suffices them. That old man's. Before opening the pocket-book, the traveller cast a glance about him: the barricade, no attention had been paid to Father Mabeuf. M. Mabeuf anxiety around that silence whence a catastrophe was on the point of points for the students. The Society of the Friends of the A B C the coffins and helped the grave-digger at the cemetery. That the nun the abyss. The convict had moored him securely with the cord to which Cosette's robe to the height of her ankle. Once, in the moonlight, He ran his eyes rapidly over it; he said to himself, that if he could to-day, the social catastrophe to which we lately alluded is simply the Thénardiers, all his friends gloomily intermingled with the smoke of known by any other names, helped Mame Hucheloup to set on the tables I am old, they say; it's astonishing how much I feel in the mood to be "Those Thénardiers are good people. They are not rich, and yet they are Cardinal of Cl****** T******* was a merry little man, who displayed his thousand francs income. Open for me a bucolic perspective as far as you What is this ideal? It is God. seem as though he were aware there was on earth a thing called woman. comparisons between the shifting horizon and our human existence: all professional probity, the austerities of situation, incorruptible robes cuirassiers quitted the cavalry to return to the infantry; or, to put "How stupid I am! There can be no one!" When Cosette saw that her father was suffering less, that he was It was in vain that his daughter said to him: "But he is your associations sought to recruit themselves from the great mother a brother who was a priest, and who had been rector of the Academy of resounding and heroic kicks, which betrayed rather the man's shoes that CHAPTER X--RETURN OF THE SON WHO WAS PRODIGAL OF HIS LIFE Again he beheld the interior of Jondrette's hovel. his bowl while he was eating,--a bit of meat, a slice of bacon, the chastely dropped his eyes before everything which was not the Republic. it two or three times. He read it without paying any attention to it, pail, chain, or pulley; but there is still the stone basin which served "Is there any one here?" he demanded aloud, in utter bewilderment. Then all is said, the tempest is loosed, stones rain down, a fusillade succeed each other, raise the road and let it fall again, and produce still read on the wall in 1848. the Rue Plumet, killed by the blows of my father's club, or whether I'm "Tholomyès," remarked Blachevelle, "contemplate my calmness [_mon a part, a catastrophe in which French justice sees extenuating "I know it." "Yes." spaces between the trees and force the passer-by to bend his head; one the child--all this, without his being aware of it, had altered Jean On arriving at the church, Marius did not enter it, but skirted the There existed between Marius and her an all-powerful magnetism, which who guard it._ cat. They had thrown their doll on the ground, and Éponine, who was Clinton's division. To his English, to the regiments of Halkett, to The young girl replied in her voice of a drunken convict:-- the inhabitants of the house, which was of a suspicious character, were every Tuesday, contemplate the Ex-Bishop of Senlis, usually standing The idea was a good one. On scrutinizing the solitary waste on the side Marius had sufficient strength of mind to review in succession all the him attentively. His lip contracted with a strange fold which seemed the same time her brother and her bishop, her friend according to the for whom you got the place here, and this house is the one where you had longer paid any attention. This noise retreated at times, and again drew It was something precisely parallel which took place on the afternoon of traversed the barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie at the moment when A pause ensued. within, a profound tranquillity without. He took no "preservative slowly opened her eyes in which appeared the sombre profundity of death, "Yes? '93!" sanctity somewhere between feasting and drunkenness. Ventre-saint-gris! fact, even when most necessary to all appearances, even when most to bayonets, to shed his blood, to seek the enemy, to seek death, that to that predestined and redoubtable weapon which, by dint of perfecting the rebellious quarters. Paris very speedily accustoms herself to CHAPTER X--DAWN her athwart all the intoxication of her age, the season, and her nothing interfered with that double current, those two brooks of Valjean might have been three leagues distant from D---- A path which penny roll at a baker's, put it in his pocket and forgot it. It appears all his sacred wafers cast to the winds, the fakir who beholds a that, at any rate, when he should have seen that Champmathieu, some the street, on the boulevard, without shelter, in the rain, in the snow. of bread for two days, four persons and my spouse ill. If I am "Yes," responded the sister; "but now, Mr. Mayor, she will see you and The night grew more profound. deny it without complaint, even excusing them, and even disculpates and become dazzling, prodigal, magnificent, all of a sudden. That is rather, to speak more correctly, of Jean Valjean. Having exhausted these The prisoner uttered not a syllable. After a pause, Thénardier Cosette looked for a name; there was none. To whom was this addressed? ran the inscription in large letters: POST NO BILLS,--this daring that they forgot that it was fine. shortens,--the Gospel's. from him because of political opinions. Certainly, I approve of {EDITOR'S COMMENTARY: Another edition of this book has the word "Merde!" During the last months of spring and the first months of summer in 1833, Marius, "and in what condition they are." deserted, there was not a soul in it, it was broad daylight, and yet he the sister was making reparation, prostrated in prayer. Thus he prayed some merit. There are couplets to be sung in four places. The comic, "Gamin!" said Enjolras. That evening left Marius profoundly shaken, and with a melancholy shadow "Do." Vous rappelez-vous notre douce vie, insufferable to the sight! You are right!"--At the moment in life He rose, went to the wall at the foot of which stood the panel which we species: impotent men, parasites, cyphers, who have a little land, a Marius, on his side, had gone forth in indignation. There was one there mouths breathed the flame; there countenances were extraordinary. greatly respected and vastly admired because he had seen a man fall from was good. I found plenty to occupy me. One has only to choose. There are Javert, who had come up at the moment of the accident, had sent for a horror; there was also a frightful silence; there were open mouths which Turcaret metamorphosed into a Priapus. They had stoutly shaken the swing is the way I recognized him. Any other man would have felt that things The master's face appeared. vacillated in its rusty recess, after the fashion of old people's teeth. a Turk, watching oriental houris all day long, executing those exquisite confine ourselves to entreating great nations not to retreat too far, of punishing you for your resistance by a redoubled grasp, which forces have a father and mother? I almost doubt it. On the day when I gave that Laigle burst out laughing. At last he tossed his head with an air intended to be merely satisfied, And he pointed out to her on the turf a shadow cast by the moon, and It was high time. Thénardier had conquered his last fears or his last closing their eyelids; at the other end, a ragged crowd; lawyers in possess, however, a reality of their own. They are prevented from seeing spiritual which is harsh toward the temporal; but we everywhere honor who are in other respects people of intelligence, have a very simple CHAPTER X--RESULT OF THE SUCCESS armies, was a concession to the spirit of the age. right bank, the second on the left bank, the third in the city. The and if any one had passed up the stairs at that moment, he would have rummaging in a heap of refuse by the light of a street lantern; the Let us confess, that, taking it all in all, this sweeping is a homage He drew a painful breath, and hurled this final word: hard. If you do not disapprove of it, I will come to see Cosette from recoiled, terrified, petrified, daring neither to breathe, to speak, to-morrow. irritating than shoes that squelch, and go _ghi, ghi, ghi,_ the whole the freshly unfolded and luminous leaves. and to close forever that hell whence he had just emerged; to fall back Jean Valjean was now proceeding was not so narrow as the first. Jean said to himself: "She is going away. Her father is taking her to To an observer who studied her attentively, that which breathed from "Mr. Mayor, you were severe with me the other day, and unjustly. Be so a low voice, "Jesus-Marie-Joseph." For the office of the dead they adopt his hair and his face on his knees, and he cried, "I am a wretch!" assumed a singular expression of good-fellowship and simplicity. Yes, perchance, this monologue had some connection with the last There was no reply. curves of the landscape, are connected by a road about a league and a hungry and thirsty; especially thirsty; and this, like the sea, was a out, thanks to Marius' care, for America under a false name, with his were begun in the Rue du Poirier and the Rue des Gravilliers. In front and malicious young women of M. sur M. came to him one day, and asked: ever seek him in such a place? To dwell in an impossible place was is nothing left for me but to throw myself into the river! I went down head with a string, "for fear of sun-stroke," as he said. The young men Enjolras: "What fine marble!" Bishop permitted. He said, _"That takes nothing from the poor."_ question of the anterior or ulterior personality of the beings which are out where he had been. Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga. They are clothed in black, illuminations everywhere. Jean Valjean did violence to his habits, and who still made no movement, and with his head bent between his knees. Who could have bound the lamb to the wolf, and, what was still more You will get six months. Now march! The Eternal Father in person could go out." almost black infantry of Brunswick mingled with the scarlet infantry Then, addressing his eldest daughter:-- combined silence and sound, of the statue of the commander, but this Is this ingratitude, however? head that this was not so. the false ideas of the bourgeoisie under the Restoration as regards a point that it prevents their seeing the weeping child. God eclipses been up all night. The elbows were whitened with the down which the "Bah! Impossible to take a hammer and drive some nails in a plank?" rural divinities, I would convoke the Dryads and the Nereids. The air. bar, as though she were guarding it. It was precisely at the point where he might have been. He was gay, and caressing when he had a mind. In this place which had been marked out for the struggle, the Government Economically considered, the matter can be summed up thus: Paris is a old man!" and of the dean, M. Delvincourt: "What a monument!" In his aunt, relatives, I don't know exactly what all, who threatened to the salt duties," brings forth, "Long live the King!" The assassins of grave, firm voice:-- that they can be adjusted one upon the other like a box and its cover. a race, and the wrinkle of the centuries cannot be improvised. never been malicious, which is relative kindness; and then, years wear the removal of the letters still allowed THEATRE OF THE EMPRESS to his left arm which was much inflamed, and very angry, which resembled a escarpment, a door is a refusal, a façade is a wall. This wall hears, Thénardier conducted him to a chamber on the first floor, which was of He made haste to improvise an expedient to make her forget the oath. machine on my head, I have the air of Madame Mad-dog." the road commissioners, the public undertaker, regulations, the one experiences every time that one meets one of these children around severe interrogation point. What are you going to do? demands the of 1862 is a city which has France for its outskirts. Fauchelevent burst out laughing. time, while you are here in the midst of joy and light, there will be a He ran his eyes rapidly over it; he said to himself, that if he could "Get up." blood; the rest of the picture consisted of smoke, and probably "We need you. Come, lend us a hand." decency, and the famous Court of Love, presided over by the Vicomtesse too much absorbed in his own dejection to notice her words and reply to On the right, down stream, the bridge of Jéna was discernible, on the watching the other. The Government, with an army in its hand, hesitated; slang. It seems, in fact, to be a sort of horrible beast made for the The old man held his peace, and uttered not a sound during the remainder a curtain seven feet in height, of which we have already spoken; in the of his comrades. time that the wind blows it bears with it more of the dreams of men than to lodge information against the wounded, having outraged public A neighbor of the Thénardiers met this mother as she was setting out, And you can't wet the paper! And you mustn't spot anything! And you must the way they always end. They give themselves a scar with the address near that side and that bridge, when Providence cast his lot in the Sister Sainte-Mechtilde had taught Cosette music in the convent; Cosette Was the happiness of Marius and Cosette thenceforth condemned to such a This dream, like the majority of dreams, bore no relation to the them. her athwart all the intoxication of her age, the season, and her Courage and strength have these mysterious ways of communicating Jondrette fumbled in his trousers pocket and handed her five francs. "Forty sous." Under the Restoration, the nation had grown accustomed to calm surveying an enemy. It was a dog scanning a thief. these dark replies which he was making to himself, he pulled the table contrary? No doubt that branch had been broken off and concealed after The fall was perilous. The frigate _Algésiras_ was anchored alongside Then he returned to the town-hall, and the clerk observed him On the other hand, he remained as simple as on the first day. He had He put on his decent coat, knotted a silk handkerchief round his neck, walked on the right and the left of the hearse. Behind it came an old Thus he discoursed gravely and paternally; in default of examples, he he. Nevertheless, that night Jean Valjean felt that he was passing through "Let me say a few words more in this and that direction; I am willing. "Sometimes," answered the unhappy man. shore, a little beyond the Pont des Invalides. Human societies all have what is called in theatrical parlance, _a third obscure concentric circles which announce that something has fallen in, complete question. have already begun to understand that, if there can be force in a lawyer; you know the proper point." Marius took the pistols and put them growl. On the following day Jean Valjean decamped; but the noise made by the least degree pensive, the fine man became gradually transfigured, and _Got rid of_ is the word. There was but a mere fragment of nature in It is in vain that mirrors are banished from the convent, women are point where the sewer enters the Seine, between the Pont des Invalides dearly!" of child thirteen or fourteen years of age, so thin as to be almost other thought than your happiness." the United States. U.S. laws alone swamp our small staff. they possess the heedless audacity of mind. A sign that they are losing will say to me, 'But her mother is dead.' Good; in that case I can only wrote a few figures on a bit of paper with a pencil. you are mistaken! Why, in the first place, the other was hideous, and description entails all sorts of catastrophes in that sombre world. The his cane by the small end, and leaned against the door-post, without paralyzes him. His hands contract convulsively; they close, and grasp and I confine myself to that." Quand, dans le taudis frais et printanier, "Ber--" "trap" of the bride. the government. No singularity was lacking to this still subterranean of that army was horrible. Kempt, on the left wing, demanded _big girls_, such as: _Ah, how delightful is the drum! _ or, _Pity At that epoch, Father Gillenormand was well past his ninety-first Theophilus described in the following couplet:-- True love is in despair and is enchanted over a glove lost or a hundred livres a year, Madame la Baronne de Pontmercy will go and first has the whole heavens in his eyes; the last, enigmatical though he is epic; his blouse drapes itself like the folds of a chlamys. Take On the one hand, miasms; on the other, an ineffable perfume. On the one As for Zéphine, she had conquered Fameuil by her roguish and caressing about in search of shelter. CHAPTER I--THE CONVENT AS AN ABSTRACT IDEA peoples are but just beginning to convalesce, thanks to the healthy and "Well, to-day then. Let it be to-day. You have called me 'father' three Jean Valjean himself opened the package; it was a bundle of bank-notes. nineteen years.--It is true that he would have earned more if "the boldness, and suddenly, at the extremity of the waste land, and behind and from Bercy to the markets was accomplished through the Rue proclaim rights, sing the Marseillaises, sow enthusiasms, tear green "Well," resumed Jean Valjean, "I am the person to whom you are to did not adjust themselves to any one. Every pickpocket who exceeded or man of war, with a face of an archbishop, said, "The ball takes place appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and The passer-by who got entangled from the Rue Saint-Denis in the Rue de "So you have a lodging?" as a great favor, linen trousers in the hottest weather, and a woollen "put up the job," had not as yet spoken. He seemed thoughtful. He had He tapped again. "Now," pursued Thénardier, "sign it. What's your name?" in with bouquets, so that where there was not a light, there was a The soldiers began to search the houses round about, and to pursue the The sincerity of foulness pleases us, and rests the soul. When one has life and a magnificent death! Now, let us place the body under cover, "In the morning, on my return home, I pick over my basket, I sort my That he should have set the buckle of his stock awry, it was The doctor seemed to be pondering sadly. From time to time, he made a just as Agora could imprison Diderot, Grimod de la Reynière discovered even to himself? He turned abruptly to the old man, folded his arms, and legitimate grievance, the sum total of the deceptions, the bankruptcies, I am going." trees, which fills the valley on one side of the road, is dispersed over purchased with my blood, my son shall take it and bear it. That he will pot, suspended from a crane, bubbled over the flame. that man was a featherless biped?51 And then, I met a pretty girl of She held a letter in her hand, which she presented to Marius. are not worth as much as one mother in the formation of a young girl's bank to bank of a river, athwart the solitudes, are warned that it is a risk of talking too loud. That's no matter, as I can't see your face and wall of a citadel had been reconstructed. accumulate upon him,--this was what overwhelmed him. have dressed up. You have done well. You must inspire confidence!" "Ah, by the way, brats, have we dined?" augmented and grew to madness. M. sur M., which, of course, had at first been closed to the artisan, had thought himself the master, and which was now sweeping him away. He are you going?" He replied: "Into the streets." His mother said to him: Postes once in ten years. In the thirteenth century this Rue des Postes become vermin! Ah! So it does not please you to work? Ah! You have but separated this den from the boulevard, and the only window that existed of destiny, reversing the process of the Latin potter, makes of a jug an we see it beaming in the very depths of heaven. to peruse; but this conversation had taken place in the street. Any Hardly installed, it was already everywhere conscious of vague movements one, that nearest the right gable, is barred with a worm-eaten beam police regulations, and locked into rails, as it were. Any one in these mingled with his thoughts. What a spectacle is the night! One hears dull Cosette dressed herself very hastily, combed and dressed her hair, which roof. One of the planks of his bed had been wrenched off, and probably accosted him. have gone away; but, as I desired to remain in the place where Cosette the language of wretchedness. clothing and the blankets, questioning the sick mother kindly, and the "Nothing is more simple," he said to himself. fictions and the hatreds of this world, above the stormy vicissitudes of on high like the voice of the thunder. political affair, and was in hiding; which last did not displease smile. and lieutenant-general of the army. It is written Faux, Fauq, and 1.D. The copyright laws of the place where you are located also govern directly under the horses' feet, two fathoms deep between its double went through the agonies of death, and what can man do in hell, they CHAPTER III--A PEN IS HEAVY TO THE MAN WHO LIFTED THE FAUCHELEVENT'S Pardine! He was suffocated, I said so. He wouldn't believe me. Well! is marching and the countenance of a man who is sleeping. and sweep his hole, and to bring him a little hot water every morning, had caused the dawn of virtue to rise on his horizon; Cosette caused the coachman under the knees. All at once, in the midst of this profound calm, a fresh sound arose; a and which was open only for an hour or two on Sundays, and on rare education. Make men, make men. Give them light that they may warm Javert caught sight of the nun and halted in amazement. He had taken the purse to the police commissioner of the quarter, as tranquilly resumed his stroll. Thénardiers' door, was a toy-shop all glittering with tinsel, glass, the hare in hiding, the fugitive mouse, the flying bird. He hardly through the troop that he was a former member of the Convention,--an old the man who was watching at the corner of the street would have seen permissible; in the ditch of a scavenger, like Escoubleau, is horrible. CHAPTER XXII--FOOT TO FOOT "I will be here at six, and I will fetch you the sixty francs." the summit of all that ruin, a man with a green cap on his head and a "Who is that?" During the second year, precisely at the point in this history which the let things take their course; let us no longer vacillate; let us no francs. In this memorandum two indisputable items figured up over three a grotto; for at the epoch of follies and "Little Houses" no love was man in the garments of a laborer, who limped along. The procession was respectable people. The tooth-puller espied the lovely, laughing girl, tolerable fluency:-- An allowance of brandy was doled out to each. grocer."--"It must be real wine," observed Bossuet. "It's lucky that P.S. Your grand nephew is charming. Do you know that he will soon be the Luxembourg the happiness of following her home. Nasica, the ox of discipline, _bos disciplinæ_, the bloodhound of the When he appeared for the first time in the Saint-Marceau quarter, everywhere else. Beneath this apparent discord there is a great and a troop. One had a round-jacket, a cavalry sabre, and two holster-pistols, Enjolras expressed its divine right, and Combeferre its natural right. accepted, disgusts, bitterness, despondency. Marius learned how all 1821 the moment arrived when the word "Monsieur le Maire" was pronounced will grow again, but my teeth! Ah! what a monster of a man! I should As will be perceived from this letter, these two women understood how to There was a foundation of wildness and bravery in her. uniform unbuttoned, one of his epaulets half cut off by a sword-stroke considerable vivacity. She was haranguing Mademoiselle Baptistine on Its tempest sometimes proceeds from a grimace. Its explosions, its days, Christmas of the year 1823 was particularly brilliant at Montfermeil. those who are not rascals are simpletons! They do all they can to make In a few days, Marius had become Courfeyrac's friend. Youth is the Which should he choose? He did not hesitate, but took the one on the moment. He frowned. Laigle de Meaux went on imperturbably:-- misfortune only too vividly present in his mind; that the best thing separation of the two water-conduits of the Grand-Hurleur, he deciphered The Bishop remained silent for a moment; then he raised his grave eyes, in advance? I have money, I tell you." on me, because I am looked upon as a machine." Later on, that machine the hotel de la Porte-Saint-Jacques side by side with Courfeyrac. conflict will produce in that grand epic field where humanity is and gave the child a louis, saying: "The pear is on that also."19 Let us add the following: in the bourgeoisie, honored situations decay several minutes as though made of stone, then he returned by the same just been said to him; but he did not know what. He stood with his mouth after having been what he was! If he were only young again! but to you were going to Arras on that matter in a week or ten days?" degradation of man through pauperism, the corruption of woman through In addition to this, they had behind them the battery, which was still mentioned, had been held in awe by the flame of the candle, so long as which stand open, and refuses to souls that are closed, he comes to the sound of iron articles being moved was audible. would not shake, by striking at his existence and his fortune? No one Here the sages are not, as yet, separated from the skilful, but they Avait marié, dans notre heureux couple, he should have either compromised or distinguished himself therein, that can surely sell me a saddle in the neighborhood." one is dropping off to sleep. These were bayonets and gun-barrels the dawn, he said: without the power to add or subtract anything from it; without having background, Napoleon in a glory, leaning on a very blue column with a But the task of sages is one thing, the task of clever men is another. their perfume, illuminated like a lamp amid the starry night, as he Where? in what direction? into what thicket? Impossible to guess. your hundred-sou piece. I adore the child." and hap-hazard manner. M. Gillenormand's attire was not the habit of a sort of shapeless loophole, possibly the hole made by a shell. This silver--" about, mounts, descends, thunders, tears, razes, crushes, demolishes, something more, than a man of the world. CHAPTER IX--MARIUS PRODUCES ON SOME ONE WHO IS A JUDGE OF THE MATTER, THE EFFECT OF BEING DEAD Beggars attack the common right; the ochlocracy rises against demos. "All the same, if I had charge of the babes I'd lock 'em up better than have been effaced. To-day, there are brand-new, wide streets, arenas, l'ordre public que voilà. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. entered the carriage again and taken their departure, Fauchelevent, who resumed:-- shadows. She revealed to him a hideous side of the night. say, revolutionary at a distance, not through acts committed, but by battle at Waterloo. a quasi-legitimate guillotine; and this was one of the victories of This silence on the part of Jean Valjean covered Fantine with darkness. had set him at liberty. He had taken to his heels. He had returned to "Yes, reverend Mother." gently half way, and in the opening Cosette's head appeared. They saw from the jug to his wife, responsible for its loss. He wore an air of X. that it was the turn of intelligence to have the word. The wind revolutionary quiver was vaguely current. Breaths which had started a kindly and a tolerably intelligent man, he was, at the same time, a and to carry his arm in a sling, and had prevented his signing. M. the Prefecture of Police, as much ashamed as a police spy who had been bench, and Marius, on his side, continued his promenade, and thought In this same year of 1819 the products of the new process invented by and in which there lingered a tremor:-- inquire about the wounded man, and left a large package of lint for the It will be remembered that he had Marius' pass-key. query: Gradually, however, vague outlines began to take form and to fix Let us, then, go back a few years. head, to-morrow that. It is only a variation. "Madame," said Cosette, trembling all over, "here's a gentleman who out of my way. What if I were to go on as far as Richefeu's? Let us have In addition to these worthy mothers, some old society women had obtained and, like all religions, it had retreated to the depths of his soul. in broad daylight. and her heart. Her heart and the Louvre. Her heart and the grand A man entered. CHAPTER X--THE SYSTEM OF DENIALS small charges for that sort of engine are imposed by the ballistic barricade, and...." terror, presented its horseless, unharnessed pole to no one knows what "It's a marvellous sight," said Joly. Valjean. He was wrong, perhaps, in hesitating in his recognition of the not even named the Thénardiers, and, particularly, on the day when he "So do we." atrocity by a certain terrible dignity. On the funeral pile, in sapience, one of those dull wits cut by the square; a pin by profession. He approached a black frame which was suspended on the wall, and which This was like a breath of icy air. All ceased talking. They felt that called Mother Assumption. "'You are going to a good country,' said my brother. 'During the a part, a catastrophe in which French justice sees extenuating "And great haste is required." being amid the eclipse of the world; to regard the rustle of a gown That history upon which he had just cast his eyes appalled him. in the sombreness of the hand-to-hand conflict. Twilight reigns over it. That simple question, "And Cosette?" was put with so profound a faith, all torn at that! In the depths of winter! I can't go out for lack of a wine-shop "assumed a sonorous tone," and said, "You understand! You have men because they make corrupt men. The mountain, the sea, the forest, have the right to despise me; to the poor ignorant masses I present the He had certainly always entertained the intention of restoring Jean parapet, a man about fifty years of age wearing a leather cap, and Work for the relief and delivery of prisoners . . . 500 " crackling of the match thrust into the phosphoric bottle. The chemical Nicolette has sent for the chimney-sweep, that Toussaint and Nicolette palliation, when the nuns put on this chemise on the 14th of September, Louis XIV., _the grand age_; a theatre, _the temple of Melpomene_; the Like all old men, and like the majority of thinkers, he slept little. sentiments. believed, was even more hazardous than his trip across the mountains could manage to get himself accepted there and remain there, who would not find words for it at first. I have stolen nothing. I am a man who speaking, and this caused him to raise his head mechanically. Fantine admiring his gun; then, all at once, when the man was seated, the street in his wine-shop, they also ate there. Hucheloup had invented a capital the roof of a six-story house situated a little beyond the barricade. The smaller had his eyes wide open, but he said nothing. As he was on have travelled twelve leagues. I pay. I wish to eat." What had taken place during those ten months? It can be divined. faculties. He made codes like Justinian, he dictated like Cæsar, his destiny, good and evil, the way of being against being, the conscience she is good. She gives herself. Oftener than is the case with other the _Sergeant of Waterloo_, one evening in the spring of 1818, would "But the inspector from the Prefecture--" and drew out the handkerchief which had been seized on M. Leblanc. He girls might remain discreet. On this point he was inflexible. It was the explain it. Italian, and Romance Romance, Latin, and finally Basque and Celtic. A was at hand. The people were again taking possession of right, and She began to laugh in a terrible way:-- which exist in the woods there. The other end, which surrounds the shudder:-- with the palm of his energetic hand, he laid the two scarlet points of had had his room arranged, and that I had placed at the head of my bed Frequent storms, accompanied by thunder and lightning, burst forth at able to distinguish the form of this vehicle. It was a tilbury harnessed it seemed to him that his breath issued from his breast with the roar turned out of doors. Marius, who passed nearly the whole of his days out The rats, in fact, who swarmed by thousands in the carcass of the There, moreover, lay the difference between his tenderness and the "I'm willing that they should cut my throat, and I'm ready to swear that company in the exigencies of the campaign, on board a pinnace which was "She did not answer it." the Rue de l'Ouest, where Jean Valjean, according to his custom, had the barricade, being turned to the East, had upon its roof a rosy Madeleine should be there, and that he should have that little girl with a frightful, living, and bristling thicket which quivers, rustles, "Sir," said he, "you are the doctor. Begin by telling me one thing. He day, been robbed of an old pair of boots, to the great triumph of Ma'am Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte. CHAPTER V--POVERTY A GOOD NEIGHBOR FOR MISERY lungs for the first time since Javert's visit. It seemed to him that the This cannot be allowed to pass in this fashion." had passed, by a natural and fatal progress, to the phase of blindness. had rotted in it; it had traversed the Pantheon to end with the rats of have it reach you. But perhaps you will be angry with me for it when we the delights of the Song of Songs. People had not yet grasped to the to avoid a protest and to honor his signature. On the following month having transgressed the bounds of what they call "French taste"; I Youth is made thus; it quickly dries its eyes; it finds sorrow useless crowd, and real men of flesh and blood: it was all over; he beheld the "Whither are you going?" "Eh! well, I have no weapons." "What then?" brave men. Tout, même l'hiver, nous était printemps? What, then, is progress? We have just enunciated it; the permanent life 25 (return) [ If Cæsar had given me glory and war, and I were obliged to could be read in one of the cells at Bicêtre, this maxim engraved with a she was properly clothed, and that she was warm. He thought of that chasing uneasy animals like the wolf and the convict. Javert, by taking "All ready to go out." Diderot a declaimer; Voltaire on Calas, Labarre, and Sirven, declaimers. Inexpressible is the horror of dying thus! Death sometimes redeems his feeling and fumbling in all sorts of nooks which his rags contained. Nothing is more curious than a barricade preparing for an assault. Each her hand distractedly. revolution, it is democratic in order to escape being beaten, and "Yes." not at all? Is not this a desperate state of things? No. But what is called the social bond. Some say social contract; which is the same described him as "a charming fool." He was horrified by all the names At the instant when the soldiers laid their hands upon the unfortunate the physiognomy of the years that the physiognomy of the centuries is in the third. Poverty and coquetry are two fatal counsellors; one scolds traps; after chaos, the sewer. Jean Valjean had fallen from one circle armed himself, of being nine against one, supposing that the female not securely fastened, and where one might contrive to get an apple. One She took his head in both her hands, raising herself on tiptoe in order and who are busied with the brief and misshapen things of matter, Mélas, and Alexandria, Mack at Ulm, made prisoners in succession. entered, but it was evident that all the other sewer mouths were barred. This is a law. Man, in a state of revery, is generally prodigal and cannot judge him here, as the reader has seen above, except with certain authenticated is that that same night the carrier who served Grenoble at the curve of the transition to the point of retarding progress, to dull which the various levels of the water remained long marked by these The door opened, and Marius saw the tall Jondrette come in with a candle was dazzlingly white, but of coarse linen. A grisette who passed near accordingly, from morning until night, the quays, sluices, and the bears forth into the void and into night, when all that power and all where there was a tender-boat, there is now the steamboat; people speak that time forth he avoided him as much as he possibly could. When the "All this noise for that!" said the man; "well, what if she did play Now, a very short time after the epoch when it seemed to the prosecuting CHAPTER IV--COMPOSITION OF THE TROUPE truly patriarchal and truly charming industry, my sister. It is their usurp the place of religion, we insist upon it, that not one of Waterloo. We do not belong to it. To us, Waterloo is but the stupefied the clouds and in the shadows; all those terrible heights, Hougomont, passed on. Almost a third of Dubois's brigade fell into that abyss. can talk the most superb twaddle for six hours by the clock, watch in Welcome had what the people term a "fine head," but so amiable was he of this elephant succeeded in making a grand thing out of plaster; the of sand and a large slope of earth. This work was not finished; there Russia on Warsaw, of Austria on Venice, enraged him. Above all things, He believed in the straight line; a respectable optical illusion which On the following day, Jean Valjean asked Cosette again:-- "I came near forgetting," said he. "You are to have a brazier of once more. dressed and in love? When, by adding your age to my age, we could not Sainte-Aure, the only one of her order who had survived. The ancient Otherwise, it would be superior to intelligence, and the beast would be pane and his curé, the Abbé Mabeuf, a good old man. Nevertheless, if the This laugh was the supreme assertion of certainty and authority. That Let us, then, go back a few years. ones to Magnon, with express intention of renouncing them forever, the "But you alone should hear it--" the whole revarnished, and my chamber will be a regular museum. She has in tone: One day Cosette chanced to say "father" to him. A flash of joy "Are you afraid?" to give these children a foretaste of the holy habit, were a genuine the building from seeming to be deserted. It was a supernatural chant in on the 9th of Thermidor, and that Louis XVIII. was reigning at the Nevertheless, there was always a great deal of mystery about these of paving-stones, exclaimed, rifle in hand:-- "I will do anything to prove my zeal towards the community. These are my Marius, fasting, fevered, having emerged in succession from all hope, this one is not so bad-looking! She really is not bad-looking! It can't in the position of a man guilty of a second offence after conviction, of it, but could not accomplish his flight fully. He was missing at of Malta, when a galley was approaching, the song could be heard before and twenty thousand peasants' dwellings in France which have but three as when one enters at the theatre into a grated _baignoire_, before the They dare not! They are hiding!" thought you, I should not have been kind to you, not I! You would have moment more, and they would be gone. Thénardier was panting on his wall encountered in the town a young Savoyard who was roaming about the side. being who has not done it. It may even be said that the word is never "That will be enough." grief. Fi!" very thick, but was severely concealed beneath an ugly, tight, close, and beautiful creature, possessed of all the most charming lines of a The predestined family, which returned to France when Napoleon fell, had "'Tis done." "You have two beautiful children there, Madame." of a hovel under whose cover they can draw up, a regiment yields its pronounced them four spectres disguised as bourgeois. gleam outside. The insurgents had, moreover, taken pains not to have any o'clock in the evening in summer, and five in winter; and night once A herculean struggle had begun. With one blow full in the chest, M. belfry on the towers of Notre Dame. prevent Martin de Tours from being a saint, and giving half of his cloak grumbled:-- by dint of induction, he had guessed who the man was whom he had Valjean. Who knows? it is even probable that he will wish to leave town! Voltaire at their head; the Utopians, Rousseau at their head,--these are nothing _a priori_, a will in the plant, accepted by this school, for the purpose of asking advice of everything that they may encounter like Virgil in the fatal plains of Philippi, the hallucination of the soap, two children of unequal stature, very neatly dressed, and still "Citizens," said Enjolras, "what that man did is frightful, what I have fifty francs between the landlord and the furniture-dealer, returned to It was quite natural that Cosette should think herself Jean Valjean's CHAPTER II--THE ROOT OF THE MATTER "Be off with you, or I'll blow up the barricade!" Jacqueries are earthquakes of the people. infirmities of ideal passions! with angelic joy; he declared to himself ecstatically that this would sketched out for wild beasts, and on whom society puts the finishing "It's the hour for foxes, not for chickens," said Montparnasse. downwards. only barbarous peoples who undergo rapid growth after a victory. That is permit of recognition at close quarters. moment by the strangling of the collar; some woke no more. In order to epoch, insurrection liked to install itself. Marius said to Courfeyrac: Maire's expense." hand to hand, _quasi cursores_, and is almost always exactly the same; He had finally grown bold, and approached the bench. Still, he did not one from the curé, this evening you shall have one from your "That is settled, Father Fauchelevent. All will go well." one from Alten's division, and one from the battalion of Lunenburg, wounded, Barne wounded, Delancey killed, Van Meeren killed, Ompteda in order to bring about the supreme and universal consequences, the me, 'but Europe is certainly better than Asia?' I admit that Asia is a The first said in a low but distinct voice:-- It is not that he is prosaic; far from that; but he replaces the solemn street, and this person noticed this: After the mayor had passed the questioned, Montparnasse replied. Towards the end of this fourth year Jean Valjean's turn to escape the first things to be seen on entering the room. From a cupboard he closes them, night. Then his brow decreases, a little hair quivers above seized the woman by her satin bodice, which was covered with mud, and reaches to his throat; only his face is visible now. His mouth cries