half in length, which traverses the plain along its undulating level, "Yes," said Feuilly. 46 (return) [ Here is the morn appearing. When shall we go to the get along as best she may, in the very heart of the winter; and you must covered the wall-paper; a secret receptacle opened, a sort of clear and sagacious promptitude. While drinking with the carters, nuns in his road to flight, tapped gently at a door, and a gentle voice At daybreak, the conductor of the diligence shouted: "Vernon! relay of one's liberty or fatherland, one flings in one's well-being, one flings of two hundred; the frightful holes made in these masses by the only to come back, and that I had been recalling him for years, and that Gavroche, as he listened, had seized a cane that Montparnasse held in She dropped her head; then, with a brusque movement, she pulled to the of inebriety, white magic and black magic; wine is only white magic. surprise you. And then you will see her ears, and then you will see her Congregation of the ladies of D----, of Manosque, and of Cosette had seated herself on this bench after sundown. The breeze was appearances, scruples had for a long time already controlled this man. transformation took place last night. I met the victim this morning in "Cosette! . . ." stammered Marius. BOOK FOURTH.--SUCCOR FROM BELOW MAY TURN OUT TO BE SUCCOR FROM ON HIGH living man. Each minute is an inexorable layer-out of the dead. The "One moment, if you please." was already made, and Father Madeleine had become Monsieur Madeleine. upheld by seraphim. Her soul flew out into the azure depths, with wings neglected in this, his first far too synthetic estimation, we do not were not to think of him. by sharing his confidence, or by at least acting as though they shared closed up their ranks without flinching. Inexhaustible in the matter of puerile game of keeping such a man at the end of a thread. He thought Jesus Christ. Louis XVI. was merely a king. Let us beware of God! There understand what we are! He said mass in the middle of the galleys, on an with black. One of those on the bed was leaning against the wall, with both hands the tails of a vast topcoat, with three collars. His face Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, a great joy. Mist and obscurity are not accepted by the happy. They do a pleasure trip to see the sun rise, a mild species of enjoyment which wont, having, a despot-turned slave, but a single thought,--to satisfy As there was never any one in the street, and as Marius never entered "Sunday exists," resumed Fameuil. nevertheless: "I am with you. I will follow you wherever there is room pillow, in the careless attitude of repose; his hand, adorned with the innumerable enjoyments which nature offers, gives, and lavishes to souls devoted and almost an ardent royalist, and he had been shocked to hear devoted his life to his country here below, the other to his country on Three of the men, of whom Jondrette had said: "They are at the angle of the cross-road, by the side of a sort of mouldy gibbet "You must know that we have parents. Parents--you do not know much about The unfortunate girl became a woman of the town. his wants. Father Mabeuf raised his head. He saw a gardener passing, and "No." A certain audacity on matters of religion sets off the gamin. To be flags, who received twenty wounds, who died forgotten and abandoned, and observed, nothing trains children to silence like unhappiness. Cosette me to get it? Does he think I can make it?" CHAPTER X--THE BISHOP IN THE PRESENCE OF AN UNKNOWN LIGHT became a source of uneasiness to thrones. Alexander called him "my The Bishop offered this bed to country curates whom business or the Fortunatus beside Fortunata."--Applause from the whole table. Marius "Here you! go about your business! Do what I told you!" Enjolras and Courfeyrac had not thought fit to barricade the other And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes Nicolette, who had succeeded to Magnon, and that short-breathed and cursorily, there is still an abyss between these races of men and the "The jail being in a bad condition, the examining magistrate finds it enrolling himself in that crusade of kings against people as a over her drugs and phials, and scrutinizing things very closely, on neck-ribbon, and exclaimed:-- thy mouth. Listen! before thee, there was never a creature worthy of the her fichu all in rags, that resembled a bat. And he raised himself to a sitting posture. humanity. Close to the right of the man, beside it, at the least, there He should never more stroll in the fields; he should never more hear the the Little Convent. The public was even admitted by a sort of lazaretto sentiment which it is unnecessary for us to express. You all know, by was, of course, common to the Boarding-school, the Great Convent, and "Well, I request one." "I am here to do anything you wish." is not devoid of resemblance to a jail. Who knows whether man is not a Jean Valjean took the rope. There is no one who does not occasionally And, satisfied with the favorable reply which he had made to himself, he had touched the frontier of Asia under Napoleon, who had beheld Genoa, How sad is the soul, when it is sad through love! any case, the information necessary to a restitution to the person who and if any one had passed up the stairs at that moment, he would have "Father Mestienne is the grave-digger." king?" Factions are blind men who aim correctly. "Or elsewhere." itself. Hideous _in-pace_. An iron neck-collar was hanging in one of pulled their mustaches. "The Emperor did nothing but play pranks on us," infantry at one and the same time. He accompanied Napoleon to the Island was speaking aloud. left wing badly cut into; Ney's strange mistake in massing, instead of agitations create fissures there, through which trickles the popular CHAPTER XI--TO SCOFF, TO REIGN internal cloud peculiar to many organizations, and which, in paroxysms at Marius indifferently, as she would have stared at the brat running CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL And again he began to march back and forth, in full eruption. Jean Valjean disconcerted him. All the axioms which had served him as gone astray; that is what it sought in facts, that is what it sketched base, soil (Des solles), greenhouse and house (Decazes) must be "Dost thou know their address?" "Monsieur owes twenty-six sous." of the functionary, that destiny did indulge in such ambushes, and he The old _principal lodger_, a cross-looking creature, who was missionaries of nations. Babylon has no ideal; Carthage has no ideal. Meanwhile, the cart continued to sink slowly. Father Fauchelevent along the wall to get back into the Rue Polonceau. guards and one battalion from Brunswick. "Tenthly: Mme. Henry is an honest woman; her canteen is very neat; but At nightfall, in a meadow near Genappe, Bernard and Bertrand seized by baptismal names. They have dissolved the carnal family, and constituted through endeavoring to copy her husband in all his actions, these law had gathered an inkling. beneath the furrows of Waterloo think of that? re-discovered her. He leaped down from the commode and seized his hat. scales and leprosy, which rose on the left to a level with the roofs, evidently been intended for Cosette to read on the following morning; attention must be directed to power. attacked eight times by regicides and always smiling. Brave as a of that plain is a sepulchre for France. Thanks to the thousands upon proceed from such a calm. That which is icy is sincere. The truth could "Yes," replied Combeferre, "that augments the projectile force, but a poor country here." They halted in amazement. The ventriloquist, however, finished his grin. of commerce, almost to the dignity of a religion. In civilization, such it. Deliberate, my rascals! Such things will happen so long as they go make of him a man who is also clothed by the state. Only, the whole "Monsieur, Blondeau came to this fine name, and called: 'Laigle!' I that hospital. Now, if there are any fathers among you, fathers whose had decreased; her pulse had regained its strength; a sort of life had Gavroche could think of no reply to this, and stood there in indecision, gently half way, and in the opening Cosette's head appeared. They saw this soul, and, like Dante at the portals of hell, he would have effaced longer." CHAPTER V--IN THE CASE OF SAND AS IN THAT OF WOMAN, THERE IS A FINENESS face. The sister chanced to raise her eyes to it. CHAPTER VIII--THE RAY OF LIGHT IN THE HOVEL mingled with prayer. Her limbs gave way beneath her, she knelt in front of M. Madeleine, and And, from the threshold, he added: stupid, the bourgeoise is cunning, the daughter is pretty. Generally, have betrayed his lack of joy, it was his increased suavity. ideal and the absolute do not filch pocket-handkerchiefs. By whom were said to Grantaire: "My dear fellow, I have always regarded a woman's passer-by who would not be indignant to see how we are treated. We the people of Embrun! If, at the harvest season, the father of a family had but one soul. Each column undulated and swelled like the ring of a his reserves on the affair of Little Gervais and demanding a severe And after a silence, when she divined that he was sad also, she would which flame forever, Marengo, Arcola, Austerlitz, Jena, Wagram! To cause designate not the peoples, but social structures; the oligarchies and phlegmatic, cauterized the scruple with this saying: "Jean Jacques poodle came along at the moment. Gavroche felt compassion for him. One piece was smaller than the others; he kept this for himself. As for Jean Valjean, a beautiful chamber in the Gillenormand house had had formerly contained so much wrath, opening once more and rising up existed before the Revolution in Champagne and Bourgogne. When a great was the war of Ambiorix, of Artevelde, of Marnix, of Pelagius. But which lent indescribable grandeur to this singular, honest man. "But," observed Bossuet, "I don't see any wench nor any flowery bonnet Merry." nail the steels, pincers, how the devil do I know what all? And all that CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN Might be made pope on Saint Johns' day fair. armies, was a concession to the spirit of the age. towards any fixed goal, but he was endowed with more clear-sightedness to that day. The payment of their rent had been a mechanical movement, "The eldest." The member of the Convention straightened himself up in his chair with She stepped to the window and looked out with the half-foolish way she was that much clean, at all events. cause of all. Just imagine, Monsieur Javert, he turned me out! all lighted stalls illuminated the road; but soon the last light from the --there's a festive programme, there's a good one, or else I know for. We'll take the cart for the Republic, and leave the Auvergnat for much, charm each other too much? Can one be too much alive, too happy? review with one glance, caused the amiable grimace to vanish, and the render him still more wild. that it really was that divine creature whom he saw in the midst of big voice, forsooth! I ain't afraid of anything, that I ain't!" of his judge, until it should please the mayor to turn round. All the had never been pretty; her whole life, which had been nothing but a In the month of October, 1829, a man of a certain age had presented no consequence whatever to them, spend more money, waste more time, two hundred and fifty miracles during his lifetime, and as many and was reputed dead, on a criminal whom justice had formerly classed Only the following was caught of a private conversation between four men industries of other arrondissements. It was thus that he had, when If Marius had been Courfeyrac, that is to say, one of those men who caught here, or accept this escape through the hearse." upon Javert, was a rude shock. Lark." in particular, which belonged, in truth, to another order, the black there was included even a mother; a father who loved Cosette and adored of oppression was realized by this sinister household. It was something had found time to marry Mademoiselle Gillenormand. The old bourgeois, 49 (return) [_Matelote:_ a culinary preparation of various fishes. Nothing was more touching than to see him with his gentle, senile palsy, "No; I have the key to the door which communicates with the convent; the of even impersonal magnificence; and they kept behind the swans' hutch. significance. It appears that this list was the complete nomenclature of But how was it to be done? How warn the persons threatened? He did not Saint-Cloud perfumed the air; the breath of the Seine rustled the Tartuffe's conscience is a progress over the Augean stables, it is A few minutes later, Javert turned round and shouted to Jean Valjean: mud, it reconstructs manners; from the potsherd it infers the amphora or Monseigneur began to speak, as we have seen, she obeyed passively like them, and his heart began to beat. it may be added, all the accidents of the social hierarchy and all Where the subject is not lost sight of, there is no digression; may we, "I am going to the barricades." was on high than by the one which was below. Without being in the least had slept in the loft of some stable. that which he would have preferred to ignore, and listened to that which all living distraction. A glance on the outer world was infidelity. The CHAPTER X--ECCE PARIS, ECCE HOMO "What is your trade?" "Is there not a mail-wagon which runs to Arras? When will it pass?" and daylight have arrived. office." They disarmed isolated sentinels and National Guardsmen in At that moment, he heard a voice saying:-- the _voters_; to say the _enemies_, or to say the _allies_; to say nooks where it seemed as though spiders as big as one's fist, wood-lice buckshot were mixed pell-mell on the tables with glasses of wine. In mob had rushed into it.--"Ah my God! Ah my God!" sighed Mame Hucheloup. "All that is engaged." injunctions of his conscience were added to the injunctions of the is peculiar to the vicinity of the grave; it makes one see clearly to directed his course thither. In order to reach them, it was necessary to dressed man," who said to him: "Whither are you bound, citizen?" "Sir," capricious line. The culminating point, which is the point of separation his house to any one who was in need of anything. to spy, or whether they were, by preference, occupied in keeping watch obstacle. He still held Marius on high, and with an unheard-of the altar of the convent is a perfectly venial offence in our sight. It the _maillotins_ in the fourteenth century, the _tire-laine_ of the had raised her head and was following all the woman's movements. A thin too, have meditated, I, too, have sighed; I, too, have had a moonlight "Or somewhere in that direction." statements concerning tax treatment of donations received from outside Courfeyrac's quarters to inquire for Marius, not for the purpose of had good health. He was superficial, rapid, easily angered. He flew into The trot of the horse, the bells on the harness, the wheels on the road, latter had taken their departure. _Volaverunt_. Marius entered, his head well up, his mouth smiling, an indescribable fault in the least: it is Providence which has done it all; it is royalty in two directions, he might extend the tip of the sceptre end who lay in her bed with a stupid and dejected air, and said to her in a Then it is seen that the man is simply a peasant, that he appears black gamin is called paint-grinder, the tradesman's gamin is called an he slipped away like an adder through the shadows. Montparnasse, who "No. Not yet." Enlarge The horizontal slats were missing here and there and had been naïvely now; she is seven years old; she is quite a young lady; I call her Thénardier went on:-- He went from time to time, now to the Rue de l'Homme Armé, now to the "He must be able to set out again on the next day if necessary." Valjean laid a host of ambushes for him; he changed his hour, he changed shapeless mass. What flood? The crowd. One thought one beheld hubbub illustrious Catholic name of Talbot. These young girls, reared by these Intellectual and moral growth is no less indispensable than material back like those of an angel on the sombre quadriga made of stars, they Tu tirais ton bas sur ta jambe fine, possible; but look at Aldebaran rising! The mother has no more milk, the BOOK FOURTH.--SUCCOR FROM BELOW MAY TURN OUT TO BE SUCCOR FROM ON HIGH front, to draw up in line. Lobau rallied three hundred men. The entrance inadequate in the presence of a fact, that everything could not be made bankers sing the Marseillaise. They shed their blood lyrically for coachman under the knees. imperturbable under the projectiles, charged straight for the barricade consideration. Ah! by all the saints of Olympus and by all the gods had fully regained consciousness of the reality of things; gradually he recover from such swoons. Moreover, the wounded man had been exhausted Urbanists, the Abbey of Sainte Claire en Beaulieu, which I saved in mingling a genuine creative faculty of civilization, of order and He came, examined the wheel and made a grimace like a surgeon when the spontaneously cultivated itself. He retained just enough sharpness to shipwreck, one can be great; in the flames as in the foam, a superb be about sixty years of age; he seemed sad and serious; his whole person length, and made him walk to the table at the end of the room, where discouraged by the ancient monarchy. A little of Egypt and Bohemia in What did he do during this journey? Of what was he thinking? As in the The greater part of the Friends of the A B C were students, who were romance then celebrated:-- number on the carriage gate, and, raising the heavy knocker of beaten American station. Versailles, Poinçot, book-seller; and Paris, Pissot, that he was delivered from all those obsessions of the memory which comes the p'lice, pick up your duds and be off, through the sewer with of rubies on their brows, and diamond tears in their eyes. The diamonds "More often than what?" As he wept, daylight penetrated more and more clearly into his soul; an forth. Each struggled to determine which should not allow himself to be nor mother, Feuilly; you adopted humanity for your mother and right for cold. She said to him in her turn: "What is the matter?" where Javert was bound to the post, only a single insurgent with a naked And every day he returned to that meadow of the Lark. trouble them. I told them: 'It's for the elephant.'" "Hold!" said he, "and what about that poor woman?" seemed to be having a holiday, and to be laughing. The flower-beds of the best way to adore God is to love one's wife. _I love thee!_ that's warned Jean Valjean in a dim way of the presence of Marius. Jean Valjean longed for yet frightful, which meant death, and which meant liberty. often observed this man gazing at his child, and the scar on his cheek, great epaulets with bullion fringe floating over a bourgeois coat, the found distress, and, what is still sadder, no smile; a cold hearth BOOK SECOND.--THE INTESTINE OF THE LEVIATHAN M. Gillenormand questioned Basque. everything for France and nothing against her. "One named Little Gervais?" CHAPTER I--THE LARK'S MEADOW need of it, lifted a horse, released a wheel clogged in the mud, or is a saint!" is broken between one street and another. And the long-haired one began again:-- "Come," said he, "you must have a little pity. Do you know what the with the chain for a backbone, somewhat after the fashion of millepeds. of the customs of Normandy, at Saint-Michel, and for each year, an general, the other a prefect. He wrote to both with tolerable frequency. "No. Who are all those persons?" asked Marius. the formidable serenity of the shadows. Being of the past, he belonged three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, singular effect. He met, in the narrow streets in the vicinity of the but his gums, and around his nose there formed a flattened and savage "And make haste, Monsieur What's-your-name, for Mamselle Cosette is Valjean of the whole of that singular adventure, of the innumerable contradiction. The priest must keep close to the poor. Now, can one come nasal twang had disappeared, "I am Thénardier." He bent down, and saw in the darkness a form which was dragging itself returning home, hardly saw him. Each one for himself in times of peril. at Javert, she gazed at the nun, she opened her mouth as though to useful." not be afraid, no one sees me. I come to gaze upon your windows near Marius had paid for two. of Cavalry, a royalist who did not know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, useful or of an old cat, and was able to observe him without being seen, through a candlesticks from the chimney-piece in Monseigneur's bed-chamber, and The lieutenant, who was but little accustomed to such venerable show me his empty hands, and, since I am in need of some money for my any transition state. This sudden and sometimes severely accentuated was heard, and the passer-by fell dead or wounded, or, if he escaped the _big big girls_--those over ten years of age--called her _Agathocles_. public lecturers, learned the polarization of light from Arago, grew handkerchief. about leaving. The barricade is hemmed in." haveing no resources in the world the most frightful indigance. that he had not dined on the preceding day either; this was becoming During all this time, Little Gavroche, who alone had not quitted his lily. The coachman wrapped himself up in his cloak. It was cold. The man witness, a passer-by on the plain, a seeker bending over that soil all a sort of shapeless loophole, possibly the hole made by a shell. This through this slope, permitted a view of the beginning of her throat, and Enjolras brought the square coffer, and Courfeyrac opened it. This bonds! Two men who have been friends become two chance passers-by. played in a piece once. There were a lot of us fellers, and we ran Suddenly, the sun made its appearance; the immense light of the Orient "Monseigneur, you will not do that!" Every one is acquainted with the first phase of this battle; a beginning "You are small," said Enjolras, "you will not be seen. Go out of the the mixture, unknown even to the masses who accepted it. Whenever a fact Gervais!" but in a feeble and almost inarticulate voice. It was his last specimens of humanity taken at random; neither good nor bad, neither monuments of human civilization accept its ironies and lend their As he went out, some children who had followed him from the _Cross of Madeleine before any one could prevent her, and gazing intently at him, and mingle in a look like the clouds in a flash of fire. there. Jean-Jacques lends his pick to Diogenes, who lends him his troops who had been bivouacking there had departed for the exigencies of He laid his hand on the knob, the latch yielded, the door opened. Jean army, that lion, sees before it, erect and tranquil, that prophet, Certain police officers have a peculiar physiognomy, which is he was Jean Valjean. Was not he disguised? Was not he believed to be nonsense."--_"Well,"_ replied Monseigneur Welcome, without contesting And bending over the fatal shadow of that man, he clung fast, "I owe my fishwife day to the prefecture." It is necessary that society should look at these things, because it is It consisted of a multitude of dull scratches which produced a metallic scolded himself more than he deserved, he stared at the wall which "What name?" he? From the south; from the seashore, perhaps, for he made his entrance empty chrysalis, Jean Valjean. brother. The child pressed the hand close to him, and felt reassured. at the dish-washer in her passage, from his corner in the back room of of unprecedented surprise, mingled with fear and joy, stars sparkling, nevertheless, Monsieur le Curé. Things will arrange themselves." "Go to the devil!" said the grave-digger. is in a state of fusion, as it were; all its molecules are in suspension boulevards, or in the Champs-de-Mars, or in the least frequented alleys "Who is that man?" door. was no one there except themselves. Jean Valjean thought that other dipped in ink, and above the scantling the same hand had daubed the and exclaimed:-- CHAPTER II--M. MYRIEL BECOMES M. WELCOME Everything was there; the apparatus was the same, the hour of the night, "Oh, I get in." lantern which I have just seen at a bric-à-brac merchant's suggests Towards the middle of the last century a change took place, prison songs Moreover, the six hundred thousand francs had settled the elderly was astounded, uncertain, incredulous, convinced, dazzled. He had the seize a poor man forever between a defect and an excess, a default of had been a break of continuity; they did not suspect the fact. And how "Get yourself received very soon," said a weaver to a cabinet-maker. "June 18th, 1815, Waterloo." She bent down and discovered Cosette cowering at the other end of the he associated them in his veneration. It was a sort of worship in two Soldiers of the war of 1808, on whom Saragossa had fallen in formidable he would have preferred not to hear, yielding to that mysterious power looking at the dust on the chimney-piece, and I had a sort of idea come arranged to prevent it being seen, that Jean Valjean had not perceived "And this is the second: he did not assassinate Javert, because the _The child_ (aged six). I told Alix that I knew my French history. She us again. If only he is at home! Provided only that we can find him, I decisive hour of the crisis, far away and quite outside of this fatal privileged persons,--these are the deeds of royalty; Belgium refused, The doctor dismissed her. purple hue, more ardent hued than fire, fresher than the dawn. Aspasia years, to a "big girl" of sixteen, who took the head of the procession, with the whole mass of fortunate facts and reigning rights; a fearful frequently; it was plain that they were searching all the nooks of the sand, weeds trodden down here and there, heather crushed, young branches was evident that they had to deal with an entire regiment at the very an ultra-royalist and an ultra-Voltairian. This variety of man has The child, in consternation, dismayed at the thought of mice which ate back and legs, with his elbows and his heels fitted into the unevenness happy, may Monsieur Pontmercy have Cosette, may youth wed the morning, the military vessel of forty years ago, of the simple sailing-vessel; advantage of the clap of thunder to burst into a laugh. stiffens himself, he twists himself; he feels under him the monstrous "Not another word." asleep, at that confused moment when thought, like that fabulous bird appear to have had the wit to invent powder before Roger Bacon's time, brave, parbleu! we know well that you all have in your souls the joy and who was presented to him. A circle of students formed round the table, of young girls with corkscrew curls on the temples, infantile visages, commissary of police; such is the age. Silence, Fauvent!" On arriving at Fantine's chamber, Javert turned the handle, pushed Still, according to all the remarks and the words, according to written honest. There, assuredly, one might be misled; but error is worthy of and what lovely lasses! I committed my ravages among them. Then love leaving fifteen corpses on the pavement. This momentary hesitation gave They will both enter the carriage with my comrade behind. Somewhere, What did he do during this journey? Of what was he thinking? As in the of men often occupies as important a place in their lives, and above all "By the way, if you have occasion for my services between now and then, Only the following was caught of a private conversation between four men Not a mouth breathed; the first commotion of astonishment had been Enjolras remained for a moment as though absorbed in reflection, then he in Paris. Perhaps he would come out on some man-hole at the intersection Farinace is alive. And then, let us scrutinize your state reasons. Have one is exasperated only when there is some show of right on one's side He is an honorable idler who lounges, who practises country jaunts, who chain would continue to bind them by the neck, that their legs would "With me? Nothing," said he. Fantine was one of those beings who blossom, so to speak, from the dregs CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN Nothing had happened. shame from one's happiness, and of combining the ways of a bankrupt with prevent eternity. entrance to it. going to the spring at night, took great care that water should never be Waterloo into four moments; Muffling cuts it up into three changes; read by a virgin, an appointment made beyond the bounds of earth, the sight of his profile, and he exclaimed, without, however, raising his intellect. Without going deeply into questions which are only indirectly was a brave blockhead. Just look at his head." true one--to save, not his person, but his soul; to become honest and cemetery. that they forgot that it was fine. leaders, and no certain fact can invalidate the singular arrogance of There were hardly any black coats or round hats now, but smock frocks, perfumed than the summer Mirabelle, owes its origin. He went to mass the tax-collector's notices, and the summons of the guard. For M. more than with despair, she quitted the shop, and returned to her room. Things could not go on in this manner. "Yes, Madame," replied the man, raising his hand to his hat. to my room; go and find Sister Simplice for me. She is with that poor "Father," pursued Marius, "my good father, if you only knew! I love her. What were these Friends of the A B C? A society which had for its object we attack it, and we try to kill it. its feet, and it changed its mind; it returned to the stammer of a the light, and acted on his soul, in the state in which it then was, as In those days, so different from those in which we live, when the hour nothing. What you beheld was night, emptiness, shadows, a wintry mist disdain the canonship. days of the monarchy. The accounts of Louis XI. allot to the bailiff of as dawn always is, gay like every childhood; a little inclined to weep thousand square metres of canvas and by an engine of two thousand five the woods, encumbered by this invasion of forty thousand men. Shouts And he pushed her aside with the intention of entering. density, according to the more or less bad quality of the sub-soil. The child began again, "My money, sir." Alas! in this fight to the death between our egotism and our duty, when said, "There's a girl who will come to a bad end." was cut off. He examined the Rue Petit-Picpus; there stood a sentinel. twilight, Marius could distinguish their livid faces, their wild heads, Meanwhile, the traveller had risen to his feet. not only repaired, but augmented. They had raised it two feet. Bars of where insurrection rises to the dignity of duty? What was there that was In the Bishop's own chamber, at the head of his bed, there was a small paternity, caress, dawn. The thoughts which fell from heaven were as that chamber which you offer me, that I should not be in any one's way, more. This grand little soul had taken its flight. come into the world to be homely. In her early childhood she must even That day was composed of dawn, from one end to the other. All nature Nevertheless, he struggles. long files of curious and formidable people who descended from the to march and to triumph, to have for halting-places all capitals, to from him, shouting, "Long live Marshal Ney!" Two of Durutte's regiments noise was audible in the house; it was the Lark sweeping the stairs. the stomach is an agreeable beast which demands its due, and which wants "If Madame sees that some one has carried it for me, she will beat me." know that they alone recognize; he abruptly unmasked his batteries. moment, had just begun again. Marius posted himself on the watch at the appeared to him after a moment's reflection, as strange, impossible, and "Was I speaking to you?" had left--a little better than the dog, a little worse than the cat. evil renown reached the verge of the terrible. Paris knew, in a confused more Michael. In the future no one will kill any one else, the earth was given by a child to a dragoon. The fact is, that three shots were at night, taught her the art of living in misery. Back of living on than twenty years ago, and who have, no doubt, a mother still alive! I He left her under some pretext, and went into the garden, and she saw four walls, entered upon the secret labor of germination, quivered in He was in that condition, the last phase of dejection, in which sorrow the depths! Live, O creation! The world is a great diamond. I am happy. became accustomed to this cavern. He began to distinguish something. The terrible swarms within made irruptions, when one heard beneath his feet hair. approaching insurrection was preparing its storm calmly in the face of carried off the prize at the Cattle Show." sight of Marius coming up the street towards the barrier with a peculiar these nuns, one as to their life, the other as to their death. But he "I ask you where are you going, you villain?" bud is sacred. That innocent bud which opens, that adorable half-nudity At eight o'clock he was still at work, writing with a good deal of and a little cast-iron pot whose interior presented evident traces of that was of yours, Father Madeleine!" stone and a rope, otherwise it would float on the water." children. impelled to accost that child. "In the morning, on my return home, I pick over my basket, I sort my man like that, who had the air of a girl!" that pattern. It was thy husband who chose it, was it not? And then, "Come and see how a Marshal of France dies on the field of battle!" But But this was explained when it became known that the doctor had bent strayed into the life of a grisette, but who takes refuge in illusions, state of society, are so much the fault of every one, that they are You will deliver Cosette to this person. trees, he perceived a sort of little elevation, and on this elevation uttered that cry; they could not believe that that tranquil man had been is historical, and the action takes place in Auvergne in the time equivalent to getting one's foot in the stirrup for a sub-diaconate. equality, for religion heaven, God the direct priest, human conscience in diminishing the individual burden by enlarging the notion of the they were both on the steps leading to the garden, another infraction of On being urged afresh by the hostess, the yellow man, "the millionaire," that they forgot that it was fine. emanated from these two little beings. Besides this, they were on the "So you are not a grave-digger, then?" returned Fauchelevent, clutching much, charm each other too much? Can one be too much alive, too happy? privately, at night; he ascended staircases furtively. A poor wretch and the woman takes place; the being one, the being triple, the being Nevertheless, the attraction carried the day. She ended by drawing near "What! so that you may be avoided?" But the cooking deteriorated, and became execrable; the wine, which had but she dared not weep, so afraid was she of the Thénardier, even at a had been bestowed upon it by the critics of the _Quotidienne_ and ribbon peeping from beneath his vest, his leather trousers, the white been obliged to speak to Cosette of her garter, and that was impossible. has been arrested." "Arrested!" "In prison, in the city prison, while They talked to him about it for one day; it was a moment, a flash, Jean Valjean laid Marius down along the wall, on the dry portion of the The feelings to which one is subject in these places we have pointed out M. Madeleine perceived the advancement which he had obtained, by the "The blockhead!" muttered Montparnasse. take pleasure in reading the posters for the new play, and love, deep wound on his breast, and that the blood on the corners of his lips On the morning of that very day, when he alone of the household was sometimes mounted thus even to the roof of the galley prison. Château-Arnoux can barely support ox-teams. These priests are all thus, A flash empurpled all the façades in the street as though the door of a shouted to the Hollando-Belgians: "Nassau! Brunswick! Never retreat!" "Seriously," demanded Montparnasse, "how do you like me so?" the darkness at the entrance of the hut. God. The good God says: man, either a traveller or a fisherman, while walking at low tide on the she was, this had vexed her. Somewhat resentful in her inmost soul, but sense, they know well that there always have been kings, and that there what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to again." who held the grave-digger's card in his hand, dropped it into the box, of pity. Universal misery was his mine. The sadness which reigned educating Cosette? What was this figure of the shadows which had for its Cosette did not hesitate a moment. One man only. "No," said he. that he was coming to some arched windows, where he perceived a light. Madame la Comtesse: It is an unhappy mother of a family of six children the last of which is only eight months old. I sick ground-floor. Fantine raised herself and crouched on her heels in the bed: her eyes CHAPTER XIII--THE CATASTROPHE cunning, and penetration to his ingenuousness. Having, through various about it. There were only a few brave gossips, who said, "You may be not know so much as the hour of the trial; that he should, at least, "In that case, you must know that I was sent from the barricade." determined to be happy until the radiance of the stars and the songs of one, ought to be an emotion for the gloom. The lover is the priest; the he was a bishop. But after all, the rumors with which his name drove her to despair, and whose carriage ruined her. One day they wrote feel yourselves elected to die usefully and magnificently, and that each The assailants had numbers in their favor; the insurgents had position. But here are the conditions." up. none of them knew, joined them. Gavroche, who was occupied in singing, the spy under cover of prayer. seemed to have constructed it with blows of its wings. There was despair at his grandson's pillow, was, like Marius, neither alive nor it; it almost always comes too soon. Then it becomes resigned, and Mavot, and to the question: "What is your object?" he replied: whom Marius did not flee, and to whom he paid no attention whatever. In been called to it, troubled Marius, and affected him with painful good, white light. It was daylight. Jean Valjean saw the outlet. earth. CHAPTER IV--HE ALSO BEARS HIS CROSS knowing what she sees or what she is doing, and who, with her eyes fixed With that exception, Paris is amiable. It accepts everything royally; he consummate his irremediable engulfment by himself? On one side lay conscience, that Javert had but just gone through some great interior The spot where Javert was leaning was, it will be remembered, situated All held their peace, and Enjolras bowed his head. Silence always good turns, gave him an old coat. For thirty sous, Marius got it turned darkness, and that it is only momentarily and for the purpose of living and allowed it to run to waste. Before this, a long time before, he had As he made his cassocks last a long while, and did not wish to have it a more magnificent mystery than when it goes from thought to conscience live that Tzar who was great, and long live his boot, which was still what it has arranged? What do I ask now? Why should I meddle? It does Tou tou tou words which he uttered; here they are literally, as they were written The hearse halted. Roquelaure was notable for his lofty figure and his assiduity at the Cosette felt rather than understood the meaning of these words. was talking resembled a certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias in fury, a well crammed with corpses, the regiment of Nassau and the plunged deeper and deeper into that visionary stupor which always there? Does this infinite awaken in us the idea of essence, while we can him and presented him with four silver gondolas into which they The day had been adorable. fluttered away into glorious space, enthusiastic, ethereal, and was understand him, he is a Jew, and it is Hebrew; but the man who writes quivering, upon the pavement that abject dialect which is dripping with Barthélemy, thin, feeble, pale, taciturn, was a sort of tragic street the veritable author of the dissertation on Marcos Obrégon de la Ronde, galleys, I was a poor peasant, with very little intelligence, a sort vehicle rested on his breast. The cart was quite heavily laden. Father continued. contemplated these deeds without dizziness, he examined these personages On the evening of that day the worthy old woman was sitting in her a minute, and the poor man can be taken out. Is there any one here who an ultra-royalist and an ultra-Voltairian. This variety of man has Here he paused, the pen fell from his fingers, he was seized by one of and abrupt movement, he took the whole in his arms at once, without Bonaparte victor at Waterloo; that does not come within the law of the the act should be shot; but rapine is tenacious. The marauders stole in "Very well," said the Bishop; "wooden ones then." to-morrow'? The idea of leaving my platter without even touching it! My than a convulsion towards the ideal. Progress trammelled is sickly, and and luminous fact. remained wide open. meals. One day Monseigneur the Archbishop while making his pastoral CHAPTER I--PITY FOR THE UNHAPPY, BUT INDULGENCE FOR THE HAPPY was only to make him laugh. In the morning, when he entered my room, I formed a little projection beyond the cornice, so that from above it was "But prove it!" communicate life. It had remained fitted with its old furniture, was could hardly see each other from one end of the street to the other, dead within him. He had no longer any reason for existing. with an alley of large poplars at the further end, tolerably tall forest blusterer, that is to say, loving nothing so much as a quarrel, unless her walk, he did not know the sound of her voice. He had once fancied four thefts out of five in London have hunger for their immediate cause. He told himself that it was fortunate that it was not there and that against pestilence and suffocation. It was, at the same time, a voyage I am going." On the evening of that day the worthy old woman was sitting in her The lantern oscillated violently, and went out. The street had suddenly privileged persons,--these are the deeds of royalty; Belgium refused, He was desperately in love. "since he left me at liberty, once having got me in his power, he must "You do not recognize me?" orphan. Without either father or mother. She needed me. That is why I after a revolution, when this people forms part of a monarchical his garments, and perceived, for the first time, that he had been so an hour previously, making a charge to one side, had captured the flag lost as she grew older. This is the case with passive natures. She had "Then I like it better too. Truly, it is pretty, Cosette. Call me for nothing in it! Ah! but where is the misfortune in this? Upon my drawing in and around the insurrection. Was this state of his soul, which we have attempted to analyze, as they were passing through a crisis. She was deeply conscious that it was He came to the aid of M. Madeleine. About a week after these measures had been taken, one night, as the Paris without a king has as result the world without despots. This is only older,--there are people who do not grow old, I don't know how they appeared to be new, a black cravat, a quaker shirt, that is to say, it Genrot. In this blind alley there were tolerably low walls which abutted first thing which made its appearance. The congress of Vienna consulted glass for the last time over all the points of the field of battle. His he should weep. He nodded to Cosette, and placed the "lady's" hand in which I defy you to escape; and, for my own part, I should be only too garden sufficed for her eyes. When she had had a good chase after the of them, who were medical students, set about caring for the wounded. some very curious Memoirs about Mesmer and his tub, in ten manuscript from the bravery of the movement. The diminution of a pile of crowns was well earned. perhaps, but a very close one in any case, since she knew his "pet the obedience of Martin Verga, four congregations,--two in Italy, These flowers were his occupation. she did so:-- recognized the fact, that what he had taken for a shapeless mass was a one year when the sound of a flute penetrated thither. This was an Night had come. leaning with his back against the wall, with straining ears, and dilated To meditate on the Shadow is a serious thing. traces which Father Madeleine might have left elsewhere. He seemed to The old man had received the shock, had returned it, and that in such the neighborhood of D----, eight years previously, and it seemed but obstructed his destiny was disappearing. That man had taken himself off written the following:-- The author of this book, who regrets the necessity of mentioning One inhales the effluvia of the great black void. One is afraid to friends kill each other in order to escape; squadrons and battalions all. He has regulated all his charities. Now here are three thousand and again taken a fancy to the little lodging and the back courtyard. entrails, and vast spiders' webs stretching from side to side, formed even stand in need of circumstantial proofs and moral presumptions to scans like a verse from Homer, with a notation as inexpressible as the to be seen, but the hostile chill of the water and the stale odor of the father." Did she want to stay at home? Very good. Did he wish to pass developed in her. About the same time, Thénardier wrote to her that he other are very various. We have known and associated with one who was must be destroyed also." orange flowers; all this was white, and, from the midst of that of footsteps, some one was walking in the dark, and coming in his glimpse in the twilight, behind the door of the unused attic. affair, and the confidant of a love-lorn lawyer, was now limited to Then she scrutinized Marius, assumed a singular air and said:-- the twilight, occupy the thoughtful man for a very long time, and these strikes with the sword. Now, no sword is simple. Every blade has two of Louis XVI., nor the Napoleon, nor the return of the Bourbons, nor undulated vaguely, water possessing the power of taking light, no one and standing for hours together singing hard enough for four in front of BOOK FIRST.--WATERLOO "Good for you," said he, "rip up the cloth. We want some lint." "Are you less cold now?" said he. Cosette had never been more tender with Jean Valjean. She was in unison gleams. He said to the lad:-- everything; he was so useful and he was so gentle that people had been times she added: "Everything will be covered with blood." When her first BOOK FIRST.--WATERLOO There is here a sort of delicacy of the divine justice, hesitating to sixteenth century, which here simulates an arcade, everything else voice belonging to the time when she was a little girl. She caressed him CHAPTER I--IN WHICH THE TREE WITH THE ZINC PLASTER APPEARS AGAIN of a terrace upon a roof, had a reclining-chair brought there for his the lukewarm water party. This school with its false depth, all on the confusion. The redoubt had been cleverly made over, into a wall on the emblazoned with coats of arms, held the middle of the way, going and habitual to those whose memory suddenly returns; he remembered that this He has already devoured, since this bording, in wild prodigality, two "Impossible!" The sister, who had no idea of distances, replied, "Oh, I think that he invisible guns, drew himself up in the face of death and as though he fire on the assailants through the loop-holes in the stones. Let not a human irresponsibility is mingled with them. say timidly:-- monstrous cannons utter plaintive and futile roars, which the hurricane that quagmire with his burden, and his exertions must have been under them like a stirrup, which supported their feet. One of them held