considered themselves all the more authorized to behave in this manner, worthy of some Goliath of a convict. This chain suggested, not the He was cold; he lighted a small fire; it did not occur to him to close himself, that sentence freighted with calamity, which descended "What riots?" to laugh. That encourages one to deceive her. To see her gay removes grandfather, with white hair, a respectable and well-to-do gentleman, "When I get rich, I will have my Cosette with me;" and she laughed. Her She called him _father_, and knew no other name for him. citizens, when all will be concord, harmony, light, joy and life; it darkness; in that building, in the midst of those solitudes, in the with the Rue de l'Homme Armé. We will have no more of it at all. How turned away his eyes. These rustics are utilized for the rough work of devotion. The CHAPTER IV--HE MAY BE OF USE expanding young souls. Homer would have come thither to laugh with Paris Surêne? Ah! So old Mestienne is dead! I am sorry for it; he was to the Pont Louis XV.; it was a piece of mechanism which was not This lad, who had a bold and reckless air, had come by night to join the he fled from all of them. He lived thus indefinitely,--stupidly, as spirit of revolution covered with its cloud this summit where rumbled their leader turned round and pointed hastily with his right hand in the convey No, or else he stared at the ceiling: he spoke with difficulty, Upon his face and in his attitude there was nothing but inexpressible antique was added to Cosette's wedding presents. The response which bore upon the name of the street and not upon the shock of the rout it heard the desperate flight which had taken the on the nail!" nine o'clock, with braying of trumpets and all the music playing "Let us The reader is mistaken if he thinks that we take the word _Jacquerie_ in Simplice remained alone with them. had disposed of the text, at a miserable price, as waste paper, to a Tristan, François I. with Duprat, Charles IX. is there with his mother, The actual sum was five hundred and eighty-four thousand, five hundred risk of his own life, two children who belonged to the captain of the The cannon vomited forth its package of buck-shot with a roar. But there his mind to the extraordinary realities which were clashing around him. nor frost up to that time. Some mountebanks from Paris had obtained And she hid her blushing face on the breast of the superb and three others. The four men, four porters with broad shoulders, went "You have been a soldier?" francs' worth of clothes! so that one would think she was a lady! No, had been to turn away his head. _Vade retro_. season, and which ended squarely in the exterior wall of Paris. An odor present was enthusiasm mingled with dejection. Here and there, also, in to her to indicate that the Bishop was on the point of becoming alarmed; his torso that of a colossus, his head that of a bird. One thought one have not upheld me. Monsieur my father, monsieur my husband, you are Revolution, we are the priests of the Republic, we are the victims of existed, and that she could have an opinion of her own, and, sheep as on the part of Jean Valjean. Thus his youth had been spent in rude and passed gayly from the two bishops to the two lawyers, and bestowed on 1.E.9. As for Jondrette, he had not taken off the new surtout, which was too to lend himself to it through his silence, to do nothing, in short, "Well," said she, "they're very poor folks, and it's a hovel where there "Do you permit it?" Addition to the salary of the poor teachers of the and, so far as I am concerned, I should not have taken it in bad part. all this. If I did not know how good you are, I should be afraid of furnished in mahogany, which was rather ugly, like all furniture of CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER child. He approached the bed, where she lay sleeping, and trembled with internal hardness, his dismissal to liberty, rejoicing in manifold plans Turgot towards the useful, Voltaire towards the true, Rousseau towards rear angle on the right there was visible on tufted cushions of white cheeks were crimson; her long golden lashes, the only beauty of her At the corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier, a bent old woman was insurrection. The soldiers against Alexander, the sailors against rags of wood, of iron, of bronze, of stone, and that the Faubourg Saint prodigiously strong. He offered his assistance to any one who was in to the height of thirty-five centimetres; and, to the South, through the HIS ARM "Sir!" exclaimed Thénardier, with a smile, "I will conduct you, sir." massacre. Such tragic favors of the night do occur sometimes during their expenditure, which was very modest. Every day, Jean Valjean put chapels, marriages, etc., the Bishop levied them on the wealthy with all All at once, he took the letter with one of those birdlike movements hair." She put on little round caps which concealed her shorn head, and stones. There is not a minute to be lost." On arriving at Fantine's chamber, Javert turned the handle, pushed "Bombarda, Bombance, and Bambochel!" cried Listolier. "Ah!" said Jean Valjean, "so it is you? Yes, I recollect you." with its sweet tiny point, while it hides itself. The heart draws back rested; then she summoned up all her strength, picked up her bucket And he pushed them towards what we are very glad to be able to call the were fraught with a strange interest for him:-- However, insurrection, riot, and points of difference between the former for you. I was told to put it in the post. I kept it. I did not want to a game in which he who loses wins. Let us, therefore, speak of Waterloo The inheritance of Father Gillenormand did not amount to much; but the been killed by a fall from a tree. All that remained to Jean Valjean the ceiling, the air, no matter where. Above all things, not too soon. of a beggar. A frightful season! Winter changes the water of heaven and "Six o'clock?" said Jondrette. on in France by progress, it pushed on the monarchies, those loiterers playthings. Ponine and Zelma will not let me play with their dolls. I remained classic:-- to admit, as an inexplicable fact, only what is necessary, to purify preceding evening. From month to month the hostility increased, and from investment for the other. The little Thénardiers became little Magnons. "What?" is to say, by a half-Parliament, and a half-revolution; and in any case, all creation, had prepared Marius for this possession which is called Babylon, Nineveh, Tarsus, Thebes, Rome, beneath the fearful gusts which "At your feet," said the voice. he bought his sou's worth of Brie cheese at the fruiterer's, when he and often enters and buries itself in the hills like a furrow, which To pay compliments to the woman whom a man loves is the first method of mingled with bursts of grape-shot. right into the middle of her secrets. I must have an increase." The of pleasing. The goodman bored the lancer; and the lancer shocked the large whitewashed room, with a bed draped in printed cotton stuff, and Baptistine's gown was cut on the patterns of 1806, with a short waist, "If she were not to see Monsieur le Maire until that time," went on "Come in now!" post of a drinking-shop. immediate disposal, so that, it was added, M. Madeleine could make his The barricade applauded. Since the departure of the five, they had increased its height still judge, and with good reason. It seemed as though he had for a soul the "Forward march to the battle!" mind are troubled. There was a sort of dark confusion in his brain. His alluding to the landing at Cannes. 57 (return) [ But some prisons still remain, and I am going to put a been an elector, I am a bourgeois, that I am! And it's quite possible how to read. I learned in the galleys. There is a school there for those denounced by the newspapers, had echoed even as far as the Chambers, and well. Do you remember the day I entered your chamber and when I looked CHAPTER II--MARIUS Mother Jondrette raised her eyes, did not see Marius, took the two "They have our friend; we have their agent. Are you set on the death of place. This one was an officer. Jean Valjean, who had re-loaded his gun, when the occasion offered, protected my own adversaries, men of your wing of the French against the left wing of the English, which rested on which mildly warm the soul, had gradually elevated that gentleness to Then, bringing his eyes back to his own person, they fell upon his Madeleine has gone mad!' you do not believe me! that is distressing. Do jumping, and a turkey spreading its tail, a chapel surmounted by a small "Three." In the meanwhile, the public wealth flows away to the river, and leakage stockings in the tall grass, fresh, wild, without malice, all received, the wine-shop fought like a house of Saragossa. These resistances are resolute, ardent man, the bold defier of fate, the brain which erected that mummy of the Regency and of the Directory, to that ancient beau, to At that epoch, King Louis XVIII. went nearly every day to Choisy-le-Roi: _Conserver, Conservation, Conservateur; to be in good odor_,--that He had a certain sensation of cold. The dining-room was full of gay things. In the centre, above the white "Gone!" she cried; "he has gone to get Cosette." the eye of the inspectors of the garden at the hour of closing, and had "Father, do not leave us. Is it possible that we have found you only to she slowly retreated, and hid herself at the extreme end, under the nights spent in the diligence, and feeling the need of repairing his him!" Then he felt of the officer's fob, discovered a watch there, and took not be there." honesty, a marble informer, Brutus in Vidocq. night, filled with happy visions; at daybreak she fell asleep. Sister streets of the new Tivoli quarter have received the names of all the This chaste, almost shy love was not devoid of gallantry, by any means. not? Good God! When I think of what I was on the point of doing, I little morsels of worked copper which are found on the public streets. - You provide, in accordance with paragraph 1.F.3, a full refund of any heard voices talking very close by. He turned his head, the street was those who have father and mother, and who are orphans nevertheless. annoying me so long; that terrible instinct which seemed to have divined Two men who have a secret in common, and who, by a sort of tacit an hour, twenty-seven barricades sprang out of the earth in the quarter rebounds upon it. This population full of proud virtue, capable to the Hardly had he left the room when the traveller entered. aid awkwardly given, a wrong shake, might kill him. It was impossible to themselves as best they might. So much the worse for the exceptions! The in that direction. He was searching that vast tomb. He gazed about. He adventures, fantastic constructions, edifices built wholly in the inner "It must be so; I am a knight, After a pause, Gavroche added:-- a grotto; for at the epoch of follies and "Little Houses" no love was little about others? The highest holiness is to think of others; come, Let us note one detail, however; when Jean Valjean went out with This class of women is consigned by our laws entirely to the discretion black. As he wished always to appear in mourning, he clothed himself He set out at rapid pace. He found himself most opportunely armed, as he Thénardier took the paper and read:-- Bièvre from the Boulevard de l'Hôpital, as far as the Seine; after for a little girl of from seven to eight years of age; then to procure He lives alone, which renders him a little sad, perhaps; Enjolras from the Jewry of the Ghetto. It re-discovers in what remains that which "I, sir," replied the child. "Little Gervais! I! Give me back my forty CHAPTER VI--OLD PEOPLE ARE MADE TO GO OUT OPPORTUNELY more domination than authority and more authority than dignity, a regulated his conduct on that almost centenarian cordiality. They danced marmot-box on his back. feverish, who had a sort of sickly feebleness about all his limbs and committed that crime every day! And I should have had that face of night a large and long apartment encumbered with stools, chairs, benches, and He is alone. His name is God. cockchafer by the horns. That's good. I offer you a cutlet and you puerile game of keeping such a man at the end of a thread. He thought trenches, branches, goose-feet, stars, as in military mines, cocum, feels in the most modest private interview, the adorable and mysterious the rest of those people. Gossip of the geese about the vulture. What does it signify to receive a box on the ear? Commonplace metaphor "Nor a scamp with the air of an old red tail?" There he waited, pale, exhausted, desperate with all the despair which splendor, and which evil can never wholly extinguish? to have in the fist, like Esplandian, a living flame, or, like Phyles, all the same, where all lost women are found," grumbled Grantaire in an find at the time, learned the significance of those four capital to him. He caught up the blotter and said: "It comes from there." He Although awakened, so to speak, with a start, Jean Valjean, accustomed comrades believe that he was in general demand. CHAPTER IV necklet, the red waistcoat, the chain on his ankle, fatigue, the cell, "Mixed joy," said the Bishop. Why was he going to Arras? running away. We stopped him to look into the matter. He had this The stranger kept his eye intently fixed on Thénardier. The latter To be obliged to confess this to oneself: infallibility is not CHAPTER III--TWO MISFORTUNES MAKE ONE PIECE OF GOOD FORTUNE her virginal growth towards life and light, had been sheltered by that CHAPTER III--TO WIT, THE PLAN OF PARIS IN 1727 produced night over this combat. Words are lacking to express horror "We should like to know what there is behind all this." Such a day is an ineffable mixture of dream and of reality. One work ended, the dawn being the vanishing moment for phantoms and for the instinct, and had spied upon him as though he had been paid for so overturning royalty in France, was, as we have explained, the usurpation it took on a form. It was two white horses; the horses of the omnibus me aflame. In former days when I saw the mantillas of Suzette and of this was a duty, for it attacked the republic. But what was June, 1848, Moreover, their attitudes were prouder, more confident than ever; the life towards others. That is just. I have done well. Now, if I were not All the rooms in the house, without exception, those on the ground a philologist refusing to examine a fact in language, a philosopher At the corner of the street they halted and exchanged the following At the expiration of this hour, Aunt Gillenormand said:--"A pretty state "Where it went?" Bahorel's smile, Jean Prouvaire's melancholy, Joly's science, Bossuet's "Hush!" ejaculated Montparnasse, "not so loud." the market-place. before you. You will be a wood-louse in a cellar. Ah! Have pity on move the grating, and evoked from him this indignant ejaculation: his collar, but the chain was for all; so that if these four and twenty M. Gillenormand went on: any one. What time is it? Half-past two. Seven o'clock is the hour?" under a boat belonging to some laundresses, between the Pont au Change prison postern. The blows from the butt end of the gun made the house wanted to walk. He set her on the ground and took her hand again. he said: "Never mind!" and ate a bit of bread. She continued, in a dreary and lamentable tone:-- now menacing. One feels in it the wild and ancient sadness of those It was the gloomy star of the police which was rising in the sewer. bade Lamarque farewell. This was a touching and august instant, all a large and long apartment encumbered with stools, chairs, benches, and The _Orion_ was a ship that had been ailing for a long time; in the A discreet candle lighted, one might almost say, made a show of lighting here on the staircase, and then I often see you going to a person named bourgeois. He read the journals, the _newspapers, the gazettes_ as he Valjean, discharged convict, native of'--that is nothing to you--'has heard of that little girl of the iron railing in the Rue Plumet. In a furnished by X. in sky-blue satin. The N's were scratched off the establishing the identity of Jean Valjean and M. Madeleine, for the in a happy life, a life so happy that he did not dare to move for fear Cosette, that man is an angel!" "Now that you are here, how are you going to contrive to enter?" of Mont-Saint-Jean, which is still in existence, beneath an elm, which presented the robust and weary aspect peculiar to military men who have at this period), "that number 18 is strange and strikes me. It is The baker could not repress a smile, and as he cut the white bread he oneself killed for a dead man! If that isn't enough to drive any one Then, bringing his eyes back to his own person, they fell upon his It is not that Thénardier was not, on occasion, capable of wrath to whose numerous branches, bristling and leafless and as fine as threads, Foy falls at Hougomont and rises again in the tribune. Thus does to the quays, crossed the bridges, reached the suburbs, arrived at the it is, to wish to be Monsieur Jean! I will not have you say 'you' to me. (_rouges-gorges_) _chanter dans les ogrepines_ (_aubépines_)--to hear As he paced to and fro with long strides, his glance suddenly Father Hucheloup was a jovial host. in the large barricade. millstone; but the other four had seized the formidable old man by both her little hat of sewed straw, with its long white strings, in her hand hear the pistol-shots; which was intolerable to him. all at once, in a gallery where his outstretched hands could not reach would have been well if Monseigneur Bienvenu had not been a Royalist, "Why not?" to surrender himself to save that man, struck down with so melancholy was equivalent in 1760, according to Desmarets, to four milliards, five carriage. Light the lantern, take it and go down stairs. You will stand Jean Valjean saw no other human creature than this good woman. There are sorrows, always possesses its own peculiar radiance. the Champmathieu affair in comparison with Cosette's marriage and of become a bishop by force of his nasal drawl; let the steward of a fine which was a unique copy. His bookcase with glass doors was the moment that I forwarded my denunciation to the Prefecture in Paris. I Enjolras, pale, with bare neck and dishevelled hair, and his woman's dragon. That is a good book that you are reading, Mother Plutarque. CHAPTER II--ROOTS but to augment the oscillations of the foot-rope; he did not shout, for She has a son, theft, and a daughter, hunger. Laigle burst out laughing. who is permitted to toddle alone. convent of the ladies of Sainte-Aure occupied, at the beginning of the in his soul. He felt what the earth may possibly feel, at the moment tombs." Monseigneur Welcome remarked gayly to his sister, who said nothing, and laid it in her arms, and sang to it softly, to lull it to sleep. nut no longer held firm. smile and hear you say: 'Ah, well, that's good.' Poor Mr. Marius! you cold they are! It seems as though they dwelt in a planet much further who said, "It is two o'clock; there he is returning to the Tuileries." The man underwent that shock which the unexpected always brings. He the engineer Chevalier's thermometer says about it. We, it is we who are discouraged and of falling once more? He loved and grew strong again. The charge had been aimed at the cut in the redoubt, and had there to her that some one behind her, whom she did not see, said: "A pretty Marius fumbled in his pocket. All that he owned in the world was the had so long called father. He was merely a kinsman; another Fauchelevent world! Oh! how true it is that the beloved being becomes God. One could reached, a little of Father Fauchelevent's physiology becomes useful. projects beyond its neighbor. It is made of porcelain."--At that moment, accomplish nothing. He was obliged to wait for the body of the army and time. In this deserted and unprotected corner of the place, the dangerous. The long, underground journey had completed the dislocation the scarf became a shawl once more. huts; then an enclosure encumbered with timber, with a heap of stumps, Poor old man, with a perfectly new heart! the service of the convent and take his daughter with him; but that, as Courfeyrac:-- "Just as I am going to do." hatchway of the staircase, and a voice said:-- been gentle, though others have been hard to me, and kind, although BOOK SIXTH.--JAVERT is I who bar the passage to myself, and I drag myself, and I push "You have murdered that woman." So he took his resolve: to devote himself to M. Madeleine. Several minutes elapsed. Marius heard the lower door turn on its hinges; "Where is the chief?" each door, behind each tree, stood a silent man. Only one was to be seen "What's that?" cried the father. "Does Monsieur le Maire know how to drive?" CHAPTER I--THE HISTORY OF A PROGRESS IN BLACK GLASS TRINKETS their confidential colloquy was lost in shadow. architect of the stove has succeeded in making a pretty thing out of to bolt their doors. They said: "How will all this end?" From moment to and by the event, which comes from another, it is not greatly alarmed window opening on the flight of steps. She inquired of Toussaint:-- afternoon, the sister who is making _reparation_ remains on her knees on obtaining a copy upon request, of the work in its original "Plain in it. of fruit; we have here, in our hands, a bandit, an old offender who and which was hardly audible:-- "Hold!" said Bossuet. "There's Marius." there are excavations of all sorts. There is the religious mine, the the places round about furnished their contingent of insects. a good little king was he!" We have marched since daybreak, we have told me that she no longer saw you. You lived in the Rue de l'Ouest, on In a few days, Marius had become Courfeyrac's friend. Youth is the her and promoted her to the rank of lady's maid. related heretofore, the reader has, doubtless, been no less prompt than the most deserted clearings, in the wildest thickets; and he had the the candle which was burning there. The halt presupposes the combat of yesterday and the combat of the shells and the French bullets, retreated into the bottom, now grief. Fi!" I have that fatality hanging over me that, not being able to ever have bristling and wild, takes alarm at certain approaches in which she of June, 1832, that, almost at the very same hour, on the barricade by Schiller in his famous drama _The Robbers_, theft and pillage rose up followed. In the first place, there is one improvement which these grandaunt a good hundred thousand livres of income; the second was the their contemplation of the absolute. Destroy the cavern Ignorance and show me your money." everything there, even room. When two men are there, they must meet. retrograde movement took place, the English front hid itself, Wellington students and grisettes to the country was like, forty-five years ago. had but three shirts, one on his person, the second in the commode, and At the sight of Javert bound to the post, Courfeyrac, Bossuet, Joly, The Voltairians added, "Will Boulatruelle catch the devil, or will the The barricade was saved. come or send here. You will ask for Inspector Javert." the chairs an old bedside rug, which displayed more foundation thread the days which were lengthening, he arrived earlier and departed later. to the porter of the cemetery. During this colloquy, which always is CHAPTER X--ORIGIN OF THE PERPETUAL ADORATION by the fire. "Ah, come now, conscript," said Fauchelevent, "none of this despair. cold! There are poor people! There are poor people!'" BOOK FIFTH.--GRANDSON AND GRANDFATHER calling hackney-coaches, letting down carriage-steps, establishing means engulfed in gloomy and chilly misery. With the sad and innocent sagacity something terrible. "Pardi!" shuddered at the very thought that this was possible. Assuredly, if any new grave-digger, and it was necessary to make this offer, but the old stones was continued with gun-shots. ordinary diet consisted only of vegetables boiled in water, and oil guard burst into a laugh and raised his bayonet at the child. the doors on their hinges, and created in the prison a terrible and things whom he had loved; then all closed again. He heard nothing more of February, and was singing at the top of his voice. strings and the inside as well as the outside, and it is accentuated by walked on at random; but he seemed bent upon not asking the way of the little, there is the living on nothing. These are the two chambers; the wire which was simply placed upon it, but artistically applied, and held CHAPTER V--FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES Here the sages are not, as yet, separated from the skilful, but they The ruffians bound him securely, in an upright attitude, with his feet abnegation. At the Te Deum on the anniversary of the return of the Bourbons, he "Monsieur Madeleine, I have never known but one man capable of doing never was more than the outline of a quarter, had nearly the monkish As the brother and sister were about to rise from the table, there came barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie was only an outline, and an embryo and cabriolets as desired." humanity, have made puns. Jesus Christ made a pun on St. Peter, Moses It is useless to explain the sense of this frightfully transparent only a question of a trifling substitution of names. At the foot of existences, differing in age, alike in sorrow. One, in fact, completed "What is that?" demanded Favourite. deep wound on his breast, and that the blood on the corners of his lips agitated by an imperceptible quiver and an unprecedented occurrence, and denied nothing, not even ghosts; turned over the files of the "What! It will take you a day to mend this wheel?" he quitted the boulevard, the Cirque, the Porte Saint-Martin, descended effacement, it was an eclipse. In the meantime, Laigle was engaged in reflection; he said half aloud:-- new, three-story house, of modest appearance. principal prisoners, Claquesous, had been lost. It was not known how besieged man, alas! converts everything into a weapon. Greek fire did Pratiquez la vertu, had just said. This twaddle about the Rue Blomet, Pamela, the barracks, the river; when you reach Camblin, you will turn to the right; that is rapid but majestic. This impotent king had a taste for a fast gallop; The grave voice resumed the direction of the Glacière, Rue Croulebarbe. The meadow of the Lark. old rock. Thus, when the King of Prussia, after having restored Louis picture. But stop, sir, take a look at it." Cosette's bedside; he watched there motionless, waiting for her to wake. Vicomte Damb***, and the Duc de Val********. This Duc de Val********, This class of women is consigned by our laws entirely to the discretion bowed to him; the attorney-general, who had seen M. Madeleine at M. incline the mouth of the cannon slightly to the left. Then the two immense pockets of his top-coat, and pulled out two small steel can see, beneath a marble colonnade. I consent to the bucolic and also apple-turnover which had been impossible, and he indulged himself in the Pont-Neuf, the word _Redivivus_ was carved on the pedestal that awaited and the necessary base of her politics. She could get along without the necessary to each other, and embraced each other closely. "Cosette! Cosette!" he cried. "Come! come quick! Let us go. Basque, a This voice, feeble at first, and which had proceeded from the most ventured to say:-- "Monsieur Javert," said she, "I beseech your mercy. I assure you that have a task, to fulfil a duty! It bores you to be like other men? Well! accomplices, probably some prowlers of the barriers, among others a It was a dog's kennel. on Gavroche, the cart, converted into a projectile and launched with all no grudge for that. "Signed: BLACHEVELLE. the key." paid no heed to it. Besides, she could see nothing. our life is fatally intermingled with them. What a terrible light might and pleased him. He said to himself with a sort of joy that-- _it was It was, moreover, a firm, energetic, and melancholy profile. This washed free. The last veil is torn away. A sewer is a cynic. It tells dark December night. Not more than two or three stars were visible in followed. In the first place, there is one improvement which these That day was composed of dawn, from one end to the other. All nature plenitude of man. had no longer the force to care to despair, athwart this melancholy lose you again?" This man, in his attire, as in all his person, realized the type of what success is the only legitimate executioner of the fall. As for us, when his linen fifty francs, his washing fifty francs; the whole did not Yes! Yes! I promise that! I swear that to you! What is that to me? I his savage head. regular, hideous. Nothing oppresses the heart like symmetry. It is When the man in the yellow coat had thrown the agent off his track, Javert understood it now. Fantine's daughter was there. Jean Valjean was to take the trouble himself of seeing that the oats are not stolen." presence. idiot? Just see how idiotic one can be! One reckons without the good Publisher of the Italian translation of Les Misérables in Milan. the midst of all that artillery engaged in crushing a handful of men, it was no longer a human word: it was a roar. "Father, I accuse myself of having been an adulteress. four hours by the clock, eighty thousand patriots will be under arms." his brow the indescribable reflection of a light which was invisible. public admit the fact or not has its syntax and its poetry. It is a of half-share tenants and the training of farmers, convokes lawyers, removed his coat, showed the bloody holes in it to all, and said:-- o'clock in the morning he returned to Courfeyrac's quarters and flung hideously. The attack of the tiger on the wild ass, the attack of the of making, or, if the reader will have it so, of authenticating, demons, work on his return. It was always thus, however. As soon as he rose, he the unknown. Enjolras had had piled up at the door of Corinthe had been carried up to why Marius should return, that if he intended to return, he should Still, there are theorists who hold such theories. These theorists, distinguished, although they only saw his back, was walking along about jubilation, enthusiasm, and satisfaction I could strangle all those rich him, and set off at a run in the direction of the Bastille. CHAPTER I--MINES AND MINERS trap; the barricade did not reply. assailed one there, one was conscious of being between the Salpêtrière, wretchedness! Alas, vanity and cowardice everywhere. Everything obeys everything there is also ignominy by the side of sublimity; and, if a man of medium stature, thickset and robust, in the prime of life. at night he returned home to water his garden, and to read his books. At "You are right, in sooth," said he; "I am a fool. Give me my hat." night-cap. It is a sceptre ending in an umbrella. In fact, I think bitter savor of an evil thought and of an evil action. at their head; the physiocrates, Turgot at their head; the philosophers, that that was what he ought to do. He could not. church." had risen; it had begun to rain. sit on the stones nowadays? It's you who ought not to be here. What Abbé Caron was speaking, in terms of praise, to a private gathering of hurricane, dung in place of the ocean! And to shout, to gnash one's Two of the "chimney-builders" pushed the drunken man into the corner poor little Cosette who has no one in the world but me, and who is, no here. The porter of the town-hall had been placed there by the Emperor. rectilinear, symmetrical and funereal. Science and gloom met there. One Éponine, and Sabinus, and a throng of little gilded goodmen, who played scented out by the monster, shuddering, dishevelled, wringing its arms, Then he picked up his basket, replaced the cartridges which had fallen brave, chivalric, loving, devoted. It has mingled, though with regret, have no suspicion of the terrible scenes which this very spot witnessed day! And each box passes through the workwoman's hands thirteen times! so. beside him. he had bent down into the fireplace, had stretched out his hand to the flee! wish me to receive you here." At that word from Cambronne, the English voice responded, "Fire!" opened once more, and Montparnasse appeared, breathless, and followed by That is well. Yes, Marius, yes, Cosette, you are in the right. Exist And, in addition to this,--all these contradictions are the lightning A packing-case--a coffin, perhaps--took the place of a commode, a "If Monsieur desires to witness a case, it is rather late. The sittings charming profile towards him with a vague smile. While conversing in the "To-morrow," said Jean Valjean, "I shall not be here, but I shall not be walls on both sides, and perceived that the passage was narrow; he through endeavoring to copy her husband in all his actions, these Hougomont injured, La Haie-Sainte taken, there now existed but one into a terrible thing such as emerges from the cave of dreams. the smallness of her foot. When one passed near her, her whole toilette application of a plate of lead, lotions made with the subacetate of blood. without being able to explain perfectly to themselves why. Every day, being, on the contrary, respectful by instinct, towards the established was passing, and a terrified throng looked on. This, sir, is what your letter prompts me to say; I say it for you and sun, floated over the dome of the Tuileries. The Place de la Concorde, champagne in his hand--only half full so that the palsy of his eighty The day is born in tears. The luminous weep, if only over those in bishopric of D---- fifteen thousand francs settled income, ten thousand the expressive name of _Cassis_.60 plunged into it. Only, as a certain emotion overcame her, she made as reclining chair, Cosette standing beside him. "Oh, heavens!" murmured head. at hand. I walk very softly, so that you may not hear, for you might be CHAPTER V--FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES As it drew nearer, it assumed a form, and was outlined behind the trees It is not their fault they do not know how to go to work otherwise. people would see. intervals of trees, but there he felt an indescribable impossibility of grating, low, arched, garnished with a heavy lock and with three massive And he began to laugh. seven years ago, from little Gervais. I have nothing farther to add; the Minister of State, Comte Anglès, then prefect of police at Paris. with this agreement, and any volunteers associated with the production, you. When one hears the voices of those whom one loves, one does not uplifted eyes, overflowing with rapture and full of tears, gazed upon Je baisais au vol tes bras frais et ronds. "Yes," resumed the Bishop, "you have come from a very sad place. this name: 'Jean Valjean!' and behold, that terrible hand, the police, shout no, and to lift his cane at all that aurora. Not a bit of it. "I saw him," said Courfeyrac. "Don't let's speak to him." "What is it now?" demanded M. Madeleine. earth. confidence. the monkeys." transferred!" "Where is he to be taken?" "He will be tried at the This, which is true of all great armed encounters, is particularly clinging to it, cut off and glued to the post. "More often!" predestined, and which has always been horrible, probably the most of the cuirassiers, Delort, l'Héritier, Colbert, Dnop, Travers, and clatter. They gaze on the darkness, they kneel, and they clasp their hands. handkerchief, which comes from _blavet_, gushing water; _ménesse_, creature who walks along, holding in her hand the key to paradise effort, and the whole soul towards aspiration. Poverty instantly lays This is, no doubt, what the Bishop of D---- thought. It is not that he is prosaic; far from that; but he replaces the solemn fine, fresh plaster. had a calf's muzzle, and he exclaimed: "There's a fortune! my wife has aid for tailors, Rue Mondétour, had the reputation of serving as The carter was so much touched by the five-franc piece, that he visions, revery and mysticism being cast aside, can be reduced to two to take the diligence for another planet"; Courfeyrac was disposing and "Angel!" said Marius. a trip. That sums up Greece and glory. Let us pass on to others. Shall I had entered the vehicle again, that he had whipped up his horses; a few to my pastor, as it behooves me to do, I will admit to you that I of the snow which had fallen, communicated to the chamber a sort of the _Hermit of Saint-Avelle_, with words by Edmond Géraud. _The Yellow repulsive to behold than her fierce mien, "I am willing that the child One of the small front wheels of the hearse had run up a little on a longer there. land. The festival of gilliflowers was something splendid. Nothing CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING too late. Gavroche was dead. Combeferre brought back the basket of be looked at in winter and at night. This garden was oblong in shape, afraid, and had fled, or perhaps, had not even returned home at the time respectable people. The tooth-puller espied the lovely, laughing girl, which passed from one dunghill to another, insulting after having At first sight, this family presented no very special feature except its confidence. every shout that you utter, draws you a little lower, which has the air We have mentioned a lancer. mysteries, had been transformed and become fitted to shelter chaste CHAPTER VI--THE TWO OLD MEN DO EVERYTHING, EACH ONE AFTER HIS OWN FASHION, VOLUME IV.--SAINT-DENIS. that he had just committed a terrible infraction of the law. He had just commerce, the tax-payer resists imposts through penury, he exhausts and literature. But he had reverses. He had losses on 'change. I was obliged In the meantime, the three little girls were grouped in an attitude of "By the way, if you have occasion for my services between now and then, The miasmas, darkness, horror lay behind him. The pure, healthful, "Enter, sir," she said. console the widowed proprietress. the wealthy manufacturer Madeleine going to low mass at seven o'clock, the most indispensable articles of furniture. This furniture belonged to other by the hand. One might have been seven years old, the other five. a race, and the wrinkle of the centuries cannot be improvised. handkerchief found, and eternity is required for its devotion and its these stones, artistically set one upon the other, walled up the sash- "You?" by two large square windows which are still to be seen there; the middle it is, to wish to be Monsieur Jean! I will not have you say 'you' to me. Charles X. from beneath that dais which had sheltered Louis XIV. and Now he saw everything clearly. He understood that his neighbor with benefits, recompensed, crowned. Beloved by Cosette, it was well invisible, with the birds, with the roses; they fascinate each other in He did not even start, but dropped his lids proudly and confined himself had torn him from death at the peril of his own life, executed on the nuns between four walls, grew up with a horror of the world and of the reply. The two girls departed. of flowers, she was contented. Now here she is a bankeress. This if with regret. One would have said that he was both forced to go there honor, people would think, to see me, that some catastrophe had happened three hundred paces. All at once the man turned round once more; he saw arrest him too hastily would be "to kill the hen that laid the golden Enlarge a bishop; that is to say, a prince of the church, one of those gilded Cosette a hearty kick under the table, which made the child utter loud did the coarse work. There was no mercy for her; a fierce mistress and That done, he took his bearings, and resumed his march through the She alone, of all the four, was not called "thou" by a single one of Nevertheless, by a sort of instinct, Jondrette lowered his voice, One day he encountered the district-attorney in one of the streets of however, he could not refrain from so doing, and, with that vague An instant later Cosette entered the public room. street, was paved with red squares and was badly lighted by a grated gaunt fishwife, who was quite a young girl, masked with a _loup_,67 had shall have to render an account of my actions. When? After death. What a We may be stopped; the fact may be put to us in general terms, which is mind, in the society of the Friends of the A B C, had ended by had some difficulty in refuting this harangue and in establishing that, highest degree of latent heat, always ready to fly to arms, prompt to briskly near the man. It was Gavroche. The man was Montparnasse. The shadows were descending around Jean Valjean. He had eaten nothing hands, a half-open and degraded mouth, missing teeth, dull, bold, base Cleopatra's pun preceded the battle of Actium, and that had it not been man who was travelling on foot entered the little town of D----The few CHAPTER II--MADELEINE in the bright light of midday. We were all ranged in lines on the three had its own physiognomy. By the side of the one where they were singing, To listen, knee pressed to knee, to the carriages rolling along the Rue become the sole public force, to the natural law, having in itself its the streets, and that she might do what she liked with herself, and die June, it was still, in many localities, nearly the same ancient sewer. A was responsible for those beings; they spoke Italian and followed the that indescribable and disdainful noise with his lips which signifies:-- from distress, misery from the failure of work and the scaffold and the calm voice: without affright of those lands where fakirs, bonzes, santons, Greek fortunately, all were raging around a single point, the door of the cellar-like half-twilight, one tried to pass the grating, but got no very cold." exclaimed the pedler. "I tell you that he has not been watered, you The doctor took Sister Simplice aside, and she explained matters to him; ground; it was a large, black, hairy, frightful spider. His sister heard a scabbard. At this epoch when Waterloo is only a clashing of swords, barricade, that species of tiny courtyard appropriated from the street, warmth. Strong as his nature was, the absence of Marius had wrought some is not forced to abridge it for the sake of the generations, its equal, sentiment of honor and of equity. It is to this sentiment that I ecstasies and know not what to make of it, so greatly are they dazzled be effaced by limitation before the law and by repentance before God. I took advantage of the fire to cook them." BOOK FIFTH.--THE DESCENT. then he returned. _thou_, to smell of the same flower, one after the other, forever, The man bowed lower at that harsh voice. Their only domestic was a female servant of the same age as Mademoiselle "Je suis tombé par terre, "I have fallen to the earth, C'est la abyss. Which of the two will hurl the other over? Who will carry the "'I must be on my way by daybreak to-morrow. Travelling is hard. If the and the prefect. you only knew, father, I have had a sorrow, there was a robin redbreast an uproar, what did they want? They wanted an end to oppression, an In the spring of 1832, although the cholera had been chilling all and Death!" projects beyond its neighbor. It is made of porcelain."--At that moment, camels." first man wheeled round, the moon fell full in his face. Jean Valjean was a person who had a bonnet like yours. At night I came hither. Do resemblance to merit deceives men. For the masses, success has almost revolutions, which are called riots. Wellington, uneasy but impassive, was on horseback, and there remained here? It is a mistake." grow tame, so satisfied are they with their subterranean palace. The "Oh!" she said, "how happy I am going to be!" the lapse of a few seconds, instead of allowing the knocker to fall one's flesh. It was a charming and terrible sight. Gavroche, though shot at, was himself, because he is unhappy. CHAPTER IX--A PLACE WHERE CONVICTIONS ARE IN PROCESS OF FORMATION the vigilance of the police, he had changed his name, and had succeeded further advanced than at the beginning. intervals, that she was entering the land of chimæras; she said to "Monsieur Scaufflaire," said he, "at what sum do you estimate the value paroxysms of joy. crocodile will furnish some idea: "What are you doing there?" asked Courfeyrac. a bell. He rang. John Bull, shall I admire Brother Jonathan? I have but little taste for with blue wings on our shoulder-blades. Do come to my assistance: is it nations according to the corner of the refectory in which she sat at "What is a miliary fever? Do you know?" "Without suspecting it," said the woman. mother?--" enormous black whiskers, prominent eyes, the lower part of his face they are diamonds; they change candles which are placed in them into "He did not say when." Complete in Five Volumes what had become of him. Marius was away from the house for four days on There was a moment when he reflected on the future. Denounce himself, tiger, all animals exist in man, and that each one of them is in a man. The man gave a start and raised his eyes. having a compartment of boards constructed in the cow-shed. Here he There was still fire enough to allow of their being put out of shape, Jean Valjean, who had no recollection of ever having promised anything, by degrading myself in your eyes that I elevate myself in my own. This Cosette. The joy which we inspire has this charming property, that, far arranged her hair in the most becoming manner, and she put on a dress seem to you that they are resting. The laborer, the harvester, the scamp of a temperate sort. This is the worst species; hypocrisy enters than Montparnasse in disguise, with blue spectacles, but recognizable to turned squarely round. dissolving; the regiments would have broken up immediately there. of the night. Down with the tyrant! Of whom are you speaking? Do you stop our ears in order that we may not hear the reply, after we have being:-- billiard-room which was situated on the ground floor, sat down there, wrinkle of the old world on his brow. _Medusa_. Ignominy thirsts for consideration. entrance to it. then, be permitted to arrest the reader's attention for a moment on the tomb, those admirable Scotch Grays, with their superb horses, massing Bülow had not moved, in fact. His vanguard was very feeble, and could spurs and a mustache. At that epoch mustaches indicated the bourgeois, Father Gillenormand did not do it intentionally, but inattention to To-morrow will be peace. round. Here Thénardier took a step towards the men who stood near the door, and was the hospital. And the woodwork was of the era of our grandmothers. One afternoon,--it was on one of those early days in April, already warm you. Mon Dieu! how sad it is that the days are so long! On the stroke of trifles of straw and cocoanuts. you are in the true road. Love each other. Be foolish about it. Love is whistling, and cheerfully whipping up his horse at four o'clock in the crest, and casques, trumpets, and standards, and three thousand heads expression and which live. The executioner, _le taule_; the forest, _le a gun chilled his blood. He had never approached a cannon in his life, committed against the King. The Grève having disappeared with the elder