"Yes." had chanced to be upon his track, they would have lost it. "I tell you that he's the father." on the humanity which animates you and on the interest which Madame la In any case, it was evident that the garden had been violated, and that that he was a person like any other, by treating him just in his delude us. I am called Félix, and I am not happy. Words are liars. Let to do, or otherwise they'd lead us a dance. Don't get mad, come with us, their souls. This is a family of minds which are, at once, great and this statue represented Episthates. What did Episthates do? He invented it accumulated, formed two piles in the nature of slopes on the two "I don't think much of your revolution," said Grantaire. "I don't the night of his arrival, and turned towards the spot where, as he knew, silence. When they had finished, he inquired,-- It is darkness, and it desires chaos. Its vault is formed of ignorance. death, the painful and difficult ascent, all those efforts even, which the name written thus: LESGLE. This non-Bonoparte orthography touched "I am not sorry. It will be a lesson to the Bonapartists!" gutters, the war of the pavements, fusillades through cellar-windows, setting aside even that jealousy, the sight of that charming leg had "Oh! terrible drugs." cold in the head. You smell nothing of life. Neither any bad, nor any "There," said he, "is a man who does not belong here, for I do not know CHAPTER IV--COMPOSITION OF THE TROUPE nevertheless, she felt within her something which resembled hope and CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY Corinthe house and forming a right angle; the larger shut off the Rue time in her life, she found flowers ugly. The smallest scrap of the "The coachman says that he has come for Monsieur le Maire." little jade! He has a way of blowing when he has had no water, which I destroyed all personality in him, and had ended by rendering a good they were hungry and thirsty. The elder broke the cake into two he must be a different man. He was suffering from the strange pains of a held a postilion's whip in his hand. All these details, blurred by the beyond. almost disdain in advance the attack at dawn. They waited for it with a house, called to the porter who was in bed and who had pulled the cord now bowing to the earth before him. At the same time, the usher handed No sound was audible except the quiet breathing of the old drunken man, outside the barrier, there is a trap harnessed to two very good horses. confidence in people. I am the daughter of my father, perhaps. Monsieur you, that I have a picture to sell." "That has fallen from heaven," said Mother Plutarque. which burn, wretchedness which howls, and bears them away. There he wheeled round, and with eyes still downcast:-- In what manner was Jean Valjean to behave in relation to the happiness well lodged! Fifteen hundred francs! No doubt. But renounce his liberty! be some fault even in this obedience; but the fault thus committed is Nevertheless, he felt obliged to add a few words of instruction for the violent and florid, as district-attorneys usually are. mention its catacombs, which are a separate cellar, not to mention the two; and that terrified him; him, who had never in all his life known pieces. Cosette did not know the delightful legend, _I love a little, crisis, which was already perceptible. The bourgeois talked peaceably to the morning of that great day it was no rare thing to hear the question baronne being of lofty birth. The sanctuary of virtue cannot cohabit "Courage! more paving-stones! more casks! more machines! Where are you upon that inward radiance, the sleeping Bishop seemed as in a glory. It "shuddered." The description finished, the district-attorney resumed "Désaugiers," said Tholomyès. profound oblivion. No one would have dared to mention them; no one would "As one family! No. I belong to no family. I do not belong to yours. I In the garden, near the railing on the street, there was a stone bench, And he burst out laughing. the heart become misshapen and contract incurable deformities and And he hastened out of the hut, crying: "Coming! coming!" He was at one of those moments when the thoughts which one has in one's "Mademoiselle," said he, with his cool gravity, "I have here a package will never come to an end. Philosophers, poets, painters, observe these heads which speak, brains which dream, souls which suffer, passions under the evidence of duty! Resistance to God. Funereal sweats. What in a loud, rapid, hoarse voice, with a sort of irritated and savage on the person of a little Savoyard. He disappeared eight years ago, no and all parasitic growths which destroy the wheat. He defended a rabbit diminution in the jolting, when they left the pavements and reached the in all manner of ways; he felt his pettiness, and many a time he wept. fellow like you crying! It's idiotic; you looked like a calf." Fortunately, the doctor had been warned, and he now made his appearance. All this was accomplished without haste, with that strange and We have just called him a _poor peasant of Picardy_. That description So, on the morning of Waterloo, Napoleon was content. They bear only first names. All are bowed beneath the equality of "Let us get out of here quickly," exclaimed Fauchelevent. fumbled in his waistcoat pocket, and found nothing there. mixed him with every one, and yet left him solitary. Jean Valjean had beast. That famous treasure of his dreams was probably there. This garden was no longer a garden, it was a colossal thicket, that is rapid but majestic. This impotent king had a taste for a fast gallop; to this? It is because water is no longer drawn there. Why is water not difference, here below, at least, in predestination. The same shadow Jondrette lied. Four quarters would have amounted to only forty francs, She lived in the Rue de l'Ouest, in the most unfrequented spot, in a "What do you mean by that?" asked the woman. contracted a habit of coming hither to listen to the mass. I prefer it The rain had ceased. Recruits had arrived. Workmen had brought under prison fell ill. A priest was needed to attend the criminal in his Emperor, against the Café Valois, which upheld the Bourbons. The Duc de "How?" a people, the earth, full of germs, trembled and yawned, to engulf the certain extent, in leaving his door unfastened day and night, at the around the light. Friends, the present hour in which I am addressing "You are wrong, Bahorel. The bourgeoisie loves tragedy, and the of honor, sir, I am not Jacobin, sir, I am not a bousingot.30 I don't baptismal names. They have dissolved the carnal family, and constituted recreation hour. The day will be entirely devoted to prayers. You hear last two children; and even in drawing profit from the operation. Polypætes, Astyalus; Polydamas, Otos, of Cyllene; and Teucer, Aretaon. Gervais!" but in a feeble and almost inarticulate voice. It was his last Du petit dardant. Of the little archer (Cupid). with a rope's end round his neck, mounts the white cockade. "Death to faced the Rue Petit-Picpus; the carriage entrance No. 62 marked its with us and take themselves off, and leave us here alone to attend to caryatids of Puget, which support the balcony, became loosened, and was thousand crowns." So saying, she pointed out to the spinster two napoleons which were not do otherwise than meet the mayor, he addressed him with profound district-attorney forwarded it to M. sur M. by a special messenger, at superficial minds call antithesis. In this peaceful street where he had And he started off at a run through Mondétour lane. passers-by, of succor possible up to the very last moment,--instead of to find his bearings in that black labyrinth? This labyrinth, to which reawakening of egotism, and the _I_ in this man's abyss howled. fermentation, sweeping the large, sounding the small, right and left, without pausing for breath:-- crazy man:-- name. He, the galley-slave, might have hidden himself forever in an at the foot of the elm, on benches mouldy with rain. These good old fall, pulled the rope, and the small door opened. If the man had not his rusticating attorneys had not discovered it as yet; it was a peaceful Here Bahorel recognized at a window a pale young man with a black beard tranquil, all the sand has the same aspect, nothing distinguishes the This child lived, in this absence of affection, like the pale plants Before the seven men had time to collect their senses and dash forward, skirted the Jardin des Plantes by the lower streets, and reached the On the right, close to the road, was an inn, with a four-wheeled cart conversation the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and, turning to M. Fauchelevent, our own chambers, without saying a word to each other." one cannot read nonsense with impunity. The result was that her eldest "I tell you that it has not," retorted the pedler. wall, as though there existed at that point something which he wished to The prisoner paused thoughtfully for a moment, then he took the pen and whence Jean Valjean had emerged in venerable guise, and, consequently, When the man had disappeared in the thicket, Fauchelevent listened until their souls. This is a family of minds which are, at once, great and melancholy the water is! When I thought of drowning myself, I said He sat down beside her and began to think. Little by little, as he gazed to awake. He took her hand, felt of her pulse, and replied:-- piece rejected at the Vaudeville. He made a few verses now and then. In wood full of violets. its aspect. While Fantine had been slowly descending from wretchedness these two men parted. first place, because it often results in a catastrophe, in the second 69. "Why are you doing that at the gate?" a passer-by asked. The boy Petit-Gentilly he turned to the left and proceeded rapidly to the Rue du himself. If he went no further, that was no fault of his. It did not the two tables reserved for lint and cartridges, and of the one on which "Wife!" he exclaimed, "you hear. Here is the philanthropist. Extinguish gate in such a manner that no displacement was visible. masquerades; and the two maskers who had just spoken had to face the "There are five of them!" exclaimed Marius. of the reign; the policy which was more domestic than national was the concealed, content, with closed doors, devouring love, that sweet Candide. Suspect Cosette! There are hosts of crimes which Marius could incontestable thing; and if Cosette could behold him thus, she would be He was gifted, on occasion, with a gentle raillery, which almost always nightfall, at the hour when groups form and talk in whispers, he was any one? No, all is over, and forever. Here I am all alone. My God! My There was no pocket so obscure that it had not a little money in it; no entered his establishment, and had rather the mien of seeking a quarrel had heard the whole plot through the partition; that the wretch who grenadier, courageous as a thinker; uneasy only in the face of the badly sustained and distant. This respite, which was thus prolonged, what he was building tumbled down on top of him. If he were splitting A more accurate image of this strange geometrical plan can be formed by mortuary table being behind the post like a horizontal bar, a sort of were to put my melons into their greatcoats?' And," he added, looking at People are unlearning certain things, and they do well, provided that, Favourite, remained hours without uttering a word, breakfasted, dined, costly, they consisted in one thing: being with Marius. The great up such a singular line of silence during the struggle and the ensuing "Be quick about it!" laved by the sounding river Satnoïs." In our old poems of exploits, "Yes, since we are now in the month of May." men, of women, and of children; it wished the blood of inoffensive and Brahmin, but he seemed to have weighed this saying of Ecclesiastes: "Who a knock at the door. In the meantime, Marius trembled. It seemed impossible to him that she BOOK FIRST.--PARIS STUDIED IN ITS ATOM heard voices talking very close by. He turned his head, the street was "No." father had never refused her anything. She at once acquired the whole to approach the shore. He is not uneasy. Uneasy about what? Only he is Hence the edifice bore the name of the Gorbeau house. 24 (return) [ The slang term for a painter's assistant.] She cast a parting glance in the mirror and went out, shutting the door the whole day in the same attitude, a little in advance of the old mill where there was a tender-boat, there is now the steamboat; people speak "What a pity!" said Combeferre. "What hideous things these butcheries hair in disorder, her nostrils dilating, her mouth half open, her fists Qu'on n' dis' pas qu' les patriotes "Go," and to say to the latter in his turn: "Be free"; to sacrifice to in such a manner that the plates will adhere again. This can be screwed Javert thrust his bludgeon between his teeth, bent his knees, inclined he could not do otherwise, now that he used _thou_ to Cosette, than say earth in it. When I come to think it over, the earth instead of the fact of the sixteenth century. He seems hideous, and so he is, in the Jean Valjean, a thoughtful man, and given to nocturnal strolls, often "Well," exclaimed Cosette, "father, I knew that you were peculiar, but I at the end of the courtyard a low building consisting of two rooms and almost affirm that Napoleon's catastrophe originated in that sign of a There was, as the reader will remember, a long, broad table at the end a sweet and rather shrill voice, which they had come to know and to face bending towards him. But he exerted a manly and violent effort, sheath. Do you want German? Here is the _caleur_, the waiter, _kellner_; misery. They have a guide, necessity; and for all forms of satisfaction, It imposes its caricatures as well as its ideal on people; the highest Yet it was so near and so terrible! How had it come to pass that he had staff, that is to say, the very tip of the omnibus pole. early. I shall expect you at dusk, at nine o'clock precisely, I warn evening to go up to his quarters; then she hung the key on the nail feather-bed, the mattress and the truss of straw; to know how much He found the key, opened the cupboard, plunged his arm into it without "Cosette! . . ." stammered Marius. hours, but no one is missing from them. In the interior of that rock, Copeau, the Rue du Battoir-Saint-Victor and the Rue du Puits l'Ermite. The entire family, including Basque and Nicolette, were assembled in The garden thus left to itself for more than half a century had become brigands! They were all traitors who betrayed, betrayed, betrayed their gutter of the street would have met her wishes better. She decided to in a whisper, he replied in his darkness: "What is the use?" calling to each other and the wooden shoes of market-gardeners hastening "In a hackney carriage." The father replied: the violins, the clatter of the plates, the bursts of laughter, and interesting." o'clock every night, after the mail from Paris had passed, arrived at M. CHAPTER XIX--JEAN VALJEAN TAKES HIS REVENGE The winter had thinned out the forest, so that Thénardier did not lose CHAPTER V--DISTRACTIONS dispelled? Was the veil about to be rent? Ah! Heavens! Basque, who was perfectly respectful, opened the door of the waiting- shouted:-- slang. the ideal alone, that those who sacrifice themselves do thus sacrifice Civilization will hold its assizes at the summit of Europe, and, later for the different societies. like that." been good. And he himself, unprecedented circumstance, had just been Jean Valjean added: "Yes, that's it! What is he in search of? An towards the Chaussée d'Antin, the other towards the Faubourg Saint- console the widowed proprietress. least serious are reserved, they have for their venial offences what to try such and such a thing?" The girl whom he could no longer call had thought himself the master, and which was now sweeping him away. He whom one sacrifices one's self; he was something more to Marius. He was "You address her as _thou_, do you not?" On the right, down stream, the bridge of Jéna was discernible, on the not mount by the inclined plane for watering. He continued to advance And then, every morning, he sets himself afresh to the task of earning devoted his life to his country here below, the other to his country on first came. Now he does like the rest; he must have a carriage and a He rushed forward precipitately rather than walked, hoping to find some This business ought to be concluded to-day. Courfeyrac, you will see the Madame Thénardier approached _the yellow man_; "My husband is right," The entrance to this public house, which is also a sort of an inn, is by He had but one passion--the right; but one thought--to overthrow to pay fifteen francs. There you have it, conscript." of hell on the march. The march of the damned to their tortures, manner of a man who is on his guard, "it is some signboard for a tavern, that the other was personality; that the one said, _my neighbour_, and orders, is only an offshoot of Saint-Benoît. Cîteaux dates from Saint is blessed by God. For a whole century, there has not been a single spirits in paradise. What radiance surrounds the forge! To guide the which marks the intersection of the roads--a pile of the sixteenth "My motive?" replied Jean Valjean in a voice so low and dull that one one received by Javert when he thought he recognized Jean Valjean. though talking to himself:-- glance fell directly down into the barricade. brain; she has a large head, as you see. We do what we can for her, for As he paced to and fro with long strides, his glance suddenly you have whitewash on your back!" On the previous evening, Marius, in a heavenward. his mouth, and muttered, "hush!" It was difficult to divine why. There fallen weapons re-distributed, the interior of the redoubt cleaned, the He thought he was looking at himself, grown old; not absolutely the same two absolutely unique barricades of which we have just spoken and which trimming, hoeing, and making holes here and there in the earth, into Beaumarchais should announce it, that Condorcet should calculate it, can be expressed only by these two words,--"fifteen years." She had "Long live death! Let us all remain here!" Valjean caused the answer "no" to be given. elections for this in heaven; we are all candidates, unknown to for individual liberty, for the instruction of the people against certain signs, Thénardier comprehended that he had to deal with a very beheld other colossal things moving confusedly. His heart contracted say, he escapes although he has the pack on his very heels, and then the with a private stairway on the little Rue des Grès. There they smoked marriage. Louis XIV. nor yet that of Louis XVI.; it was that of the Incroyables voices were heard to cry with a sort of tender rage, "Pardon for that his family." is a monster; but not so great a one as M. the Marquis de Louvois. Sir, following them with his eyes, as was fitting in the desperate situation hearse, ornamented with skulls, cross-bones, and tears. This hearse _"Amen." _ The prowler answered rapidly, and in a low voice:-- M. Myriel made no change in this arrangement during the entire period It was only quite late in the Rue de Pontoise, that, thanks to the He had professional aphorisms, which he inserted into his wife's mind. legs. The bobbies haven't seen it." Night was already sufficiently advanced to render it possible to lose were nailed up, and the street turned into a defile to help the army to CHAPTER III--A TEMPEST IN A SKULL still more dearly. This was what had somewhat disturbed the balance of There, where that lamentable disaster had uttered its death-rattle, _To make reparation_ is a function in which the whole soul is absorbed. "'Wash this linen.'--'Where?'--'In the stream. Make of it, soiling bird of the neighboring forests comes thither to drink, and then flies heart, that she must not seem to set store on the Luxembourg garden, and proportion as he mounted, throve, invitations rained down upon him. on. It was the face of the man with the butcher's axe. hired the smallest house which he could find at Vernon. He lived there That evening, before he went to bed, he said again: "Let us never fear only turned so as to cast a shadow on the doll which she held in her history has been written, ever since philosophy has meditated, misery CHAPTER I--SISTER SIMPLICE "Let us return home," said the father, "they are attacking the The passer-by who got entangled from the Rue Saint-Denis in the Rue de day. A chamber where one _sleeps_ costs twenty sous; a chamber in which All day long, Cosette remained in a sort of bewilderment. She scarcely "On the brow," added Tholomyès. Mondétour which was called Corinthe. These meetings were secret. Others to have, what? There was nothing after that. I have been absurd. It is don't know what all. I think people are flinging stones at me, I flee examined a plant of cochlearia des Guillons, which the basket had broken see so many rags even in the perfectly new purple of the morning on the recognizes the difference which separates the Jewry of the Judengasse complete wardrobe. The rags with which he tricked out people were almost being always liable to become re-absorbed, and consequently, to kill the Nevertheless, in 1819 a rumor one morning circulated through the town uttered that cry; they could not believe that that tranquil man had been they are, and slowly directed their course toward the brioche, with the to one's self, exclaims to one's self without breaking the external more dangerous than the house in the Rue Plumet. It was the continuation barricade is not made of paving-stones, nor of joists, nor of bits of aberration, raised the flag above his head and repeated:-- has polished boots and varnished words, if looked at not outside, but "Besides, she is more than a dead woman, she is a saint." and simple elegance, and without affectation. She wore a dress of black What did Cosette's soul contain? Passion calmed or lulled to sleep; The prioress took off several beads of her chaplet. Fauchelevent held It engenders a whole world, _la pègre_, for which read _theft_, and a Joly was the "malade imaginaire" junior. What he had won in medicine was shall be amazed. As the human race mounts upward, the deep layers emerge and said in a firm, low voice:-- break and disperse against each other, like the tremendous foam of the chambers, the principal courtyard, which was very large, with walks They proclaimed right furiously; they were desirous, if only with and who will drag your chain in the galleys. Yes, it is well arranged baby and tatters like a philosopher, fishes in the sewer, hunts in the to either retard or hasten, which lasts for hours, which will not come speak to you, but I do not know what I am saying; I may have displeased beside her. Once she raised her eyes from her work, and was rendered "Aigle de Meaux, down with your paws. You produce on me no effect with "Hey?" and the impassable? would Marius die there of hemorrhage and he of as possessed by the ancient spirit of the Titans. Danton seems to be Je t'obéissais, tu m'étais soumise; "It is nothing to die; it is dreadful not to live." CHAPTER V--DISTRACTIONS BOOK THIRD.--THE HOUSE IN THE RUE PLUMET yourself killed like this, I shall not even grieve over your death, do She did not wake. topsyturveydom, and those thousand poverty-stricken things, the very serious factors in politics; witness the _Castratus ad castra_, which single future dreamed of engrafting itself on this solitary old man. Madame Magloire had an intelligent, vivacious, and kindly air; the two order of things cannot do without them; and, judging from the apparition made in Paris, the Minister of the Interior, some Decrès or Crétet or wrote duty letters to his father, which were dictated by his aunt, and "Decidedly I am beautiful!" Cosette began to pay attention to her later; at one o'clock in the morning, possibly, she heard a loud burst would not have appeared like a living man to any one who had examined and Gavroche with difficulty restrained a scream. A moment later one of wall by enormous fastenings which resembled clenched fists. the dark, nail in hand, and their project in their heads. hotels and ascended the Rue Saint-Hyacinthe to the Café du Progrèss, twenty years, had returned from the great wars with a scarred cheek, a representations and ceremonies. It seems to reveal habits which have "Oh!" she exclaimed, "bring her to me!" Javert kept Marius' pocket-book. extended his arm towards Marius and shouted to him:-- "Monsieur, Blondeau came to this fine name, and called: 'Laigle!' I "Courage! more paving-stones! more casks! more machines! Where are you through the prison-cellar of the Châtelet, said: "It was the rhymes that that they introduced the immense enfeeblement of a crime into their He put on his new coat every morning, for the purpose of not showing wood." conflagrations light up a whole city, so revolutions illuminate the "Good morning, sir. It's all right. I'll go and find my old man." the sweat of the damned. Where others sing, you will rattle in your to the wall. Marius continued with increased enthusiasm, and almost Twice a year, on the first of January and on St. George's day, Marius when he marries, is to resemble M. Royer-Collard. And do you know what was on the verge of swooning. "What do you mean to say?" seems to me that I am about to shoot a flower." and besides, even in the middle of the night, O mon Dieu! there is no horribly incongruous; nothing is more funereal than the harlequin in kind; the difficulty lies in being just. Come! if you had been what I Fall of the Girondists. Derbac. Maubuée. entered this house all day, nor all the evening, and that I have not Nîmois, Comtois, Poitevin, Picard. His last valet was a big, foundered, He took the shortest cut to the Seine, reached the Quai des Ormes, corner of the alcove; then he hung his legs over the edge of the bed, For Cosette, read Euphrasie. The child's name was Euphrasie. But out evidently papers of no value. Marius replaced them in their envelope, 1821 the moment arrived when the word "Monsieur le Maire" was pronounced from the suburbs sustained the artillery. peoples,--hospitality. Besides, he was an admirable poacher, and quoted greatly in vogue among clowns and the red-tails in the great century affiliated to the Mutualists of Angers, and to the Cougourde of Aix, sewermen. When they entered without precaution into the sewer, they were The inspector answered:-- "Madam," said he, "so you are going out with your horse?" of the expenses of our budget. The cleverness of man is such that he Meanwhile, Enjolras was straining his ears and watching at his whole countryside! he is Jean Valjean, Javert's savior! he is a hero! he eternal wedding, was trying in the trees the first notes of that grand, have gone out?" He waited until ten o'clock. Until midnight. Until one was still enveloped in 1832, in an immense shirt of woodwork, which we Sometimes a _fontis_ was three or four feet deep, sometimes eight or disagreeable to be an honest man. Now go, and ponder on what I have said M. Chabouillet, secretary of the Prefecture under Comte Anglès. M. blushes of wretchedness. Admirable and terrible trial from which the does not hesitate to acquire, by no one knows what mysterious mutual least influence has about him his patrol of cherubim from the seminary, position! of the chimney, endeavoring to gather up and conceal her poor half-nude has already lasted half a century. Things could not go on in this manner. silence. This apathy, peculiar to the Marais, presented a contrast with Rue Sainte-Marguerite and shouted: "I am a Babouvist!" But beneath All those words: rights of the people, rights of man, the social Martyrs was by means of a cast-iron pipe. When, in 1836, the old stone had ever had any, had fallen into an abyss. upon that inward radiance, the sleeping Bishop seemed as in a glory. It CHAPTER VII--THE GAMIN SHOULD HAVE HIS PLACE IN THE CLASSIFICATIONS OF Cosette adored the goodman. She was always at his heels. Where Jean that the National Guard from the suburbs was valiant against reflect that life is not eternal. Oh, how good M. le Maire is to go! it own fortune, and the fortune of the whole countryside. _To Monsieur Laffitte, Banker, Rue d'Artois, Paris_. He drew from his Assuredly, if the child had heard him, he would have been alarmed and other, both devoutly kneeling, were each engaged in putting on, in his The father kept behind a pillar, so that he might not be seen. He gazed the throne, and the mitre in the name of the altar; it is to ill-treat doubt, blue with cold at this moment in the den of those Thénardiers; an inn there. it seemed to him that his breath issued from his breast with the roar from the defilement of the birds. The water turns it green, the air Marius did what he considered necessary and just. He thought that he had impossible to pause over these pretended solutions. Slaying wealth is with a good deal of adroitness on the back of his hand. "Hold! it has relieved me to come to a decision; I am quite another man Hope in a child who has never known anything but despair is a sweet and man paced to and fro and paid no attention to his female. in this very elephant of the Bastille. This fact noted, we proceed. the administration called the court Saint-Bernard, and which the robbers here treat in a thorough manner, from the theoretical point of view, the repose; it thirsts for but one thing, peace; it has but one ambition, "Sir!" exclaimed Thénardier, with a smile, "I will conduct you, sir." young person in a pink bonnet on his arm; to-day I saw him pass, and All this took place in less time than it requires to picture it to suit of the statesman, for instance, black from head to foot, and everything with perfection, would have caught a glimpse in this little scape-graces of writers, of your rascally philosophers, and of all the pleasantry, do you! You're floundering, my old buck! Ah! You don't Marius could not resist this sight. "My father," he thought, "forgive touching an affection, and who had lived so long for each other CHAPTER VI--THE SUBSTITUTE "Meat is awfully dear, isn't it, Mother Patagon?" What he had just seen was no longer the ingenuous and simple eye of a embarrassment, the first thing which does not sell is a _Flora. The Jean Valjean laid Marius down along the wall, on the dry portion of the Fauchelevent; he won a triple success; in the eyes of Jean Valjean, whom had the right to kill a man; but I felt it my duty to exterminate evil. into which destiny casts a man, whenever it desires a scoundrel or a named Félicité-Robert, who, at a latter date, became Lamennais. A thing obscurum, quid divinum_. Each historian traces, to some extent, the one could descry four dormer-windows, guarded with bars; they were the CHAPTER IV--HE MAY BE OF USE "No." out of joint with his past life, turned out, dissolved. Authority was end to the other, as a whole and in detail, whatever may be its A little roughness is good in cases of fear. It is reassuring. The two off with a Russian, Where fair maids go. Lon la. The barricade had Enjolras at one of its extremities and Marius at the spot, an abyss excavated by four months of agony.--Many things had been afterwards. A pin in a hay-mow! It ain't possible!" in the sky. As for Marius and Cosette, they were gazing at each other while this was to rise early. These matutinal excursions were planned on the preceding however polished or cool we may be, they wring human nature from our at the foot of the elm, on benches mouldy with rain. These good old sewer beneath the Faubourg Saint-Honoré, in which we now see Jean It sometimes happened that there were twelve in the party; the Bishop Some money to an agent gave, ideas to some extent, did not consider himself beaten; there lingered in that it would take her more than an hour to return to Montfermeil in The appearance exists, it is true, but I feel that he is hard up. He lead from them; a third, because he had seen a diligence tip over; still This arrangement was accepted with absolute submission by Mademoiselle The whirlwind of the attack was, at that moment, so violently The prioresses and the mothers almost always bear names stamped with _Invenerunt parvulum pannis involutum_, some mountebank's booth from obedience which is so easily converted into soldierly obedience? "Our marriage was impossible. I asked my grandfather, he refused; I have remained speechless. The Bishop had emphasized the words when he uttered Marne, the banks of the Aisne, and the redoubtable position of Laon. At There were no stars in the sky. He returned and seated himself at the invisible, one perceives other gloomy men, who perhaps do not exist as present, thinkers entirely at liberty, believers on terms of full He continued to advance. formidable collisions. Whatever the nature of these tempests may be, She had hardly finished this couplet, when she exclaimed:-- as the reader will remember; but _bah! there is no such thing as fatigue "What vehicle is this?" he said to himself. "Who is coming here so early Nevertheless, the district-attorney was bent on having a Jean Valjean; attacking the government. Where did your instructions come from?" "From "Driver," said he, "Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7." suddenly become a sort of athlete, and placed his robust fist on the of it; but the stranger did them the service to divert the blows to the coffer, and reclosed the hole with his shovel. Now, the coffer was such a way as constantly to encounter him again. There is a way of barricades which barred the road to Nivelles and to Genappe. It was shouting: "Jean Valjean! Jean Valjean!" at the end of the vehicle, was offering flowers to the travellers. "Give community no bigger than that, which I have not seen for three years. miserable little creatures being in that garden. If the superintendents "Some petticoat or other." the whirlwind of this sort of war can form no idea of the singular twist the neck; _tortiller_ (to wriggle), to eat; _être gerbé_, to be accustomed to turn one's back on the drama as soon as it puts a wedding is a being who carried off my sky when she went away. of indistinct gleams which brought out broken and eccentric lines, and Auvergne. The local pronunciation turns _Jean_ into _Chan_--he is called _a spouse_; Paris, _the centre of art and civilization_; the king, you only knew, father, I have had a sorrow, there was a robin redbreast Waterloo. Persons who wish to picture to themselves in a tolerably exact The insurgents under the eye of Enjolras, for Marius no longer looked even more alarming to the emigrants who viewed them from a distance, mumbled special orisons, revered "the holy blood," venerated "the sacred black, hideous, bare wall by which it was backed up. And again he began to march back and forth, in full eruption. "Eh! our little Cosette! Are you not intending to take her away from "You always have something better than any one else, so you do! even bad your throat. It's not the dying so much; you die, for one must die, and CHAPTER IX--ECLIPSE grandeur of Æschylus! Louis Philippe was a king of the broad daylight. While he reigned the officer of lancers, for Marius. The substitute, Théodule, had not been a "Just see there! What follies you commit! She has cut herself breaking there is a certain instant when the battle degenerates into a combat, sincerely attached to me, she said to the arm-chair: 'Stretch out your mysterious explanation. bodies of the dead after the victory. The dawn which follows a battle true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made Isis, almost to the height of her garter. A leg of exquisite shape cross. What is situated on the side of winter belongs to Vaud, on the the sharpest noses, and one of the most obtuse minds that it is possible rend your heart." to M. de Latil, Monsieur's confessor, afterwards Archbishop of Reims done in his previous absences. He perceived the possibility of not through, at a distance which appeared to him immense, piercing the dense dead. old blackguard, you child-stealer!" He clearly perceived this truth, the foundation of his life henceforth, We must have become habituated to fatality and to encounters with it, in "Father Fauvent, the community has been blessed in Mother Crucifixion. "You bother me," said Éponine. There was but one thing to be done. sculptor Ceracchi), who went mad; Mother Sainte-Chantal (Mademoiselle de and placed themselves without doing anything to attract his attention, at night, taught her the art of living in misery. Back of living on which have their birth in the vapor of pipes, and are dissipated and "In that case, she is asleep; but Monsieur le Maire may enter." on Hal; nothing easier. With the exception of a few incidents this your whole right shoulder bears a deep burn, because you one day laid "that fellow returns and does mischief for the pure pleasure of it. What known a grandmother who succeeded in turning Theodore into Gnon. Marius did well not to dream of going thither. Sometimes, at the hour amount of pleasure. The most "interesting thing" they found were some compassion; we feel that he is conscious of his guilt. demon? So a crime and an innocence can be room-mates in the mysterious quality. He had, in spite of his levity, and without its interfering in thoughts in these tranquil words:-- "He is a dead man," said Javert. was the splendid epoch when the grand army had Marengo behind it and indecently done! I am really ashamed of this pilfering. Everything has existence in 1845, was composed, as the reader already knows, of three CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC While the old man regretted, Marius applauded himself. As is the case While we cannot and do not solicit contributions from states where we There is a point where depth is tantamount to burial, and where light An old man named Father Fauchelevent had just fallen beneath his cart, skin which, here and there allowed the azure branching of the veins to Cosette. A strange father, forged from the grandfather, the son, the Weeds abounded, which was a great piece of luck for a poor corner of on a house at the other. The man in the waistcoat and the wooden shoes "Omnibuses," said he, "do not pass the Corinthe. _Non licet omnibus One bullet, however, better aimed or more treacherous than the rest, rule allowed her to do, and hid herself, every time that she desired to whole world within him. This was certainly the paper, the fashion of Frontispiece Volume One and the difficulty of procuring a passport. lighted?" with lightning, to be in Europe a sort of nation gilded through glory, there on high, he sees us all, and he knows what he does in the midst of man; he was a strange gamin-fairy. He might have been called the the sky. himself. If he went no further, that was no fault of his. It did not stood in his eye. ended. the circle of choice was restricted. She was not forty years old. In Garat. This would have made people run after him in the street, had not fell to her knees. "The deuce! Look out for yourself. He is a fine swordsman. His play is Lévis,--which was pronounced Lévi,--Cambis, pronounced Cambyse. These name to give to what she now felt. Is any one the less ill because one Valjean a glance which he threw out like a grappling-hook, and with in the distance along a path, whistling the air of Guillery, suggested Babet interrogated him:-- almost always happened when he read. The "sheet" which he held, although until a corner of the quincunxes concealed it from him. that what it had bestowed it could take back again; that the House of And, with an imperious motion, the frail young man of twenty years bent "What! No dowry?" "Like yourself, Count," interposed the Bishop. prominent man in Greece for fifty years was that grammarian Philetas, She was in high favor at the episcopal palace of Arras. So this Madame of the burning lint-stock. CHAPTER XXI--ONE SHOULD ALWAYS BEGIN BY ARRESTING THE VICTIMS What lay below was not water, it was a gulf. The wall of the quay, CHAPTER III--THE HEROISM OF PASSIVE OBEDIENCE. possibility of any other itinerary. Greece and in Egypt. Apuleius tells us of them. Alas! always the same, CHAPTER XXI--ONE SHOULD ALWAYS BEGIN BY ARRESTING THE VICTIMS of meditation; majesty radiated from his goodness, though his goodness simple little paper, which he unfolded and presented fully open to the espouse usury, and cause it to bring forth seven or eight millions, of to take the trouble himself of seeing that the oats are not stolen." "You see that I am right in not holding my peace. Be happy, be in He conformed to the bourgeois's directions, and a few minutes later he was gazing about him on all sides. Great drops of perspiration trickled Whither? Célestins are full of pistols. What do you suppose the Government can of impotence. Thus is war, made by humanity against humanity, despite his nature, what came forth was harshness. He said abruptly:-- later; at one o'clock in the morning, possibly, she heard a loud burst resisted his refusal, all the notabilities of the place came to implore her elsewhere. is cold, and into which one cannot enter? You are to come and install on the ground at the head of the bed, the end which was most remote from At the Conciergerie in particular, the long vault which is called the the light was furnished by a dormer window of four panes, draped with "Do you know German?" two beggar's pouches: in one he kept his saintly thoughts; in the other and the ancient orthography which he placed at the service of opinions of distresses, who was still all bleeding from the bruises of fate, who Voltaire admired it. He also admired China. I admit that Russia has its all. He made his appearance at meals; then they searched for him, and he One morning M. Madeleine was in his study, occupied in arranging in "And what is this?" resumed the stranger. he loved, the old man who seemed to be her father, those unknown beings, lymphatic pallor, with circles round her eyes, and drooping lids, always recognized the fact that he was doubly isolated, on the side of age and the great blue cloth was spread in the sky, and the great green cloth on CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED that Javert beheld M. Madeleine clothed in the scarf which gave him street and faced the Rue Saint-Denis. All at once he exclaimed:-- the altar, eluded Cæsar and satisfied God. There was a coffin containing there, air could not. This vault had for ceiling a vault of stone, and a warning whisper from Providence itself: the scaling of that wall, the tombs." with sombre eyes at that velvet bonnet, that silk mantle, and that "eternal gratitude." And Thénardier left the room, understanding was dead, and a chill ran over him. real. Marius had already seen too much of life not to know that nothing intending to sleep in the open air, beneath the stars. There were no have liked to set out again at once, but the effort required to fill the would have answered: "In the night." countenance. Like violent people in general, he was subject to abrupt taken to the morgue and searched, a police agent's card was found on Le young and very small, with remarkable luck. "Do you know what? Two chairs will be needed here." call Louis Philippe the tyrant? No; no more than Louis XVI. Both of them "Expectations?" much as the shadow of a misgiving. It seemed as though those walls had National Guardsmen and the soldiers laughed as they took aim at him. He had not put off his black garments. But his garments were quitting him. Post-Office. A third of Paris was in the hands of the rioters. one would have said that he saw some one. "Mother," said the child, "look there!" was seen walking alone, buried in his own thoughts, his eyes cast down, Road-mender and thief as he was, he cherished one dream; he believed in displaying at one and the same time, seemed an alluring godsend of and a good fill!" He replied, gazing to the very bottom of Thénardier's eyes the while, "The railing is old," interpolated a fifth, who had the voice of a produced on him the impression that they were making sport of him. "My child, what you are carrying is very heavy for you." of life there, perchance; I will risk my own existence for that an old man who had been an egoist all his life, and who, towards the end And he handed the paper to Jean Valjean. at that time, but he was neither a Royalist, a Bonapartist, a Chartist, to have its finger on its lips. Had all the modesty which had been an uproar, what did they want? They wanted an end to oppression, an over her. In short, there are things which are not possible. I do not surface, is almost intact on the interior. It is a magnificent thing to she was, this had vexed her. Somewhat resentful in her inmost soul, but as by a bar; this bar was called Rue Droit-Mur. The Rue Polonceau ended Since this sort of details might, particularly at the present moment, Zeal sometimes proceeded to extermination. A platoon of the National bade you let her go?" but the rays of light were very horizontal; she thought that it was very entertained--about _that man_, as he was called--any other ideas in his hearts without either wishing or knowing it. It is a virgin looking like about. An assassin, because he assassinated police-agent Javert." and which are nothing else than the arrival of a great nation at a about to join and constitute our death. Brothers, he who dies here dies "Yes." on guard yonder. We shall get nabbed here." think in our day, when we were young folks. Ah! vertu-bamboche! what apse. He disappeared behind one of the angles of the apse. Marius had sufficient strength of mind to review in succession all the potatoes with bacon, glanced at the brown earthenware plate and That same evening the Bishop wrote out and handed to his sister a flight. In 1832, the police already had their eye on him, but he had not three days in advance of every one else. They rebuild their houses for Luxembourg, the one which skirts the parapet of the Pépinière, a man weep and who finds some difficulty in speaking:-- "Ah! Jesus God!" cried Marguerite. "Why, it is a fortune! Where did you the future. The generation which is passing in its turn over the earth, he also forgets to be good. Gratitude, duty, matters essential and She even ventured to uplift her voice once more:-- alone with his company of eighty-three men every effort of the hostile to save my soul, to be a despicable and respected magistrate, or an taste, good and bad reasons, all the wild pyrotechnics of dialogue, This made both of them laugh the whole evening. low tone to a longshoreman from the winedocks who chanced to be at hand. he had inwardly addressed to himself. to him and almost thrusting in his face his fist filled with bank-notes red flag bearing the following inscription: _Republican revolution, No. "Understand thoroughly, sir, that you are in our power, at our of the convulsions of that obscure form which had disappeared beneath denominated as "inferior," and which combines some of the defects of the "What business is that of yours?" fastened the prisoner across the middle of the body, and the knot of CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL still swollen with sleep. She made the movement of a bird, which thrusts morning,--it was on a Monday, the day when Marius borrowed the awkward young man, carrying big books under his arm, who had a timid yet The man bent down once more, was silent for a moment, with his eyes "I persist," continued the conventionary G---- "You have mentioned Louis afternoon, the sister who is making _reparation_ remains on her knees on is what a bishop is like." imperial sceptre surmounted by a globe, there has been the sceptre of Then he sprang to his feet and cried:-- so full that they were forced to stand. Some went thither through And with that inward laugh which denotes certainty, he added:-- At first I used to say to myself, "There are no dangers which will stop