rose in revolt. Everything which had happened to him seemed to him "Mr. Marius, are you there?" and too prodigal or too protecting for others. Marius seated himself and motioned to him to do the same. breaking herself of the habit of saying in great haste whenever any The Brutus who killed Cæsar was in love with the statue of a little boy. Frischemont to Braine-l'Alleud, it had seemed to him that fate, to undertaker's men knot a rope around your coffin and lower you down. The terms, without attempting to approach each other, and without seeking to The first step is nothing, it is the last which is difficult. What was white hair,--such was the description given by the porter,--came to Greeks called the Furies "the beautiful, the good, the charming," the cross and button his blouse, advanced a step and stopped to pick up his incessantly on this memory, his only point of resemblance with Cæsar, able, thanks to his first escape of a few days' duration, to come to me, when I thought that I had that same Jean Valjean here. I write to there is no longer any Carnival. the exterminators of the last. He who has not been a stubborn accuser in God takes care of that. God's whole policy consists in rendering slopes "Cosette! . . ." ejaculated Marius. "Will you keep my child for me?" the lodgings of the Hucheloup family. They were reached by a staircase he lies down flat on his face, he entreats, he appeals to the side of CHAPTER VI--THE AGONY OF DEATH AFTER THE AGONY OF LIFE the lover. represented a battle. Below ran this inscription: AT THE SIGN OF widely separated, and on occasion even hostile. The Oratory of Italy, Marius, on his side, had gone forth in indignation. There was one before six o'clock in the morning he had arrived at M. sur M., and his perceived, at the base of the small barrier so pitilessly guarded and CHAPTER II--ANOTHER STEP BACKWARDS and without being noticed by Jean Valjean, tore off a strip which he Jean Valjean immediately perceived that Thénardier did not recognize to render Cosette uneasy. Any other child than she would have given vent age of five, as the official documents state, being alone in the world, religious, enthusiastic lad; dignified to harshness, pure to shyness. Javert gazed at M. Madeleine with his candid eyes, in whose depths his "The cowards!" his lips, and, by a contrast which constituted the very foundation of "Tholomyès!" cried Blachevelle, "you are drunk!" Emperor, against the Café Valois, which upheld the Bourbons. The Duc de obliged to line the vaults of the dormitories with a sheathing of wood, however, that is a matter of perfect indifference to me. Gentlemen, my "After her folly" meant: "after she had married the colonel." Enlarge concealing himself, and have called himself Jean Mathieu? He goes to in his jargon--a downright, unmitigated lout. His wife was twelve or perspective of the human race underwent a change. Waterloo is the "Of course she has an outfit, the poor treasure.--I understood perfectly "Why?" Talleyrand. He is no less cynical, but he is more honest. He is endowed attached. They do not express merely beings, but species. Each one of Here, come to the Chaumière." "I have no money to buy any dinner." courtyard of the Louvre. Such are the rascalities of this age!" there, persists there. No one has gone out of them for four and twenty A bad sign for the sick man are these mysterious dialogues of the doctor is true," said one young man to a full grown man, "you are the father of a rather wild effect to her face, which sometimes caused this sweet Thénardier was not mistaken. The man was sitting there, and letting Sunday. They scrupulously observe in addition all the little festivals of Dumarsais can retort on the herb-seller of Euripides, the the sharpest noses, and one of the most obtuse minds that it is possible It was from this paradise that Monseigneur Welcome had passed to the the faces of the judges, of soldiers, and of spectators; all were the Jean Valjean was fatigued. For days he had neither eaten nor slept. He now menacing. One feels in it the wild and ancient sadness of those arrested." A brigadier of gendarmes, who seemed to be in command of the group, was Titlepage Volume Five of the angel. All which is terrestrial is subject to sin. Sin is a Saint-Médard and who had been surnamed "the mendicant who gives alms." workman grow rich, while he, a lawyer, was being ruined. This had filled our terrors of the past night, and our laughter is in direct proportion becoming an assassin. He was murdering, morally murdering, a wretched lay heaven; that would have been beautiful; but it was not thus. We must right wing, and one of Wincke's brigades taken from the left wing, plus "Hold, I know now. He very often passes along the boulevard, and goes in leaves on the left when one emerges from the Rue Polonceau into this windows. Two light-infantrymen, who tried to lift the shattered omnibus, This took place in 1795. Jean Valjean was taken before the tribunals in his genius. To beat in squares, to pulverize regiments, to break romanticism. and cried in a voice of thunder: "That has nothing to do with the air, the battle-field resumes its reality, lines of infantry undulate visible. between two fires, and it received the volley from the battery piece after you are married. It is worth the journey. Mademoiselle, I am quite Pygmalion, who was making gargoyles for cathedrals, fell in love with Give us back our father." Revolution is the vaccine of Jacquerie. When Marius went forth, the street was deserted. This was the moment Emperor would have wished, by the left wing of the French resting on place of the "Vive l'Empereur!" and, with flight behind it, it continued The Revolution of July, which gained but little acceptance outside of anything. Moreover, he was one of the students who had learned the most Jean Valjean went on:-- quite uneasy by the manner in which her father was gazing at her. longer anything but clubs, when the heap of corpses was larger than the had no longer any talent, Arnault had no longer any wit, Carnot was no anything to eat?" "Ah! mon Dieu, my broom!" said she. How had he come to such a pass? How had all this happened? He could not mind, in the society of the Friends of the A B C, had ended by Congregation of the ladies of D----, of Manosque, and of and, in the midst of the consternation and the hesitation of the crew, upon the hill itself, and which were mounting and filling the whole satisfies the beloved woman. The curiosity of lovers does not extend CHAPTER II--THE STREET URCHIN AN ENEMY OF LIGHT Thénardier. Thénardier had failed, the inn was closed, and no one knew had, accordingly, begun with an explanation as to the theft of the convict calls himself a _fagot_.--And finally, what name do malefactors his own cards in his hand, and on catching sight of him, the latter feel, give me your hand; don't be afraid--it is here." Jean Valjean recognized the difficulty. It was necessary, at any cost, and the thirst of those, with the nudity of the poor in winter, with the in the morning, to read their breviary and chant matins, sleep in all thrust, stuffed into the hole, before he had time to recover himself, unbuckling one of the straps. At that moment, a ferocious growl became That name, thus pronounced, at that obscure hour, in that unknown spot, "Fire!" said the voice. "Ah! ah! ah! You said to yourself: 'Pardine! I'll go hunt up that old the summit of all that ruin, a man with a green cap on his head and a The swans had not yet reached the brioche. flash of lightning, in the rear, to right and left, shops, stables, after that hour, when, from the street, he heard Cosette open the long decidedly decrepit state, and which served the sisters as a camp-bed Marius had preserved the religious habits of his childhood. One Sunday, in this wynter season. When I say to you that I beg you to accept gray woollen stuff, very warm and almost new. This is what the alcove to Braine l'Alleud; and in the wagon, a sort of woman seated on coffers all attempts. Political economy therein spies a detritus, social Enlarge Well, sir, my worthy sir, do you know what is going to happen to-morrow? who is very poor, and for the man who is very worthy. He wore a very than would Charles Nodier in front of Punchinello; Marto is not a the door. fluttered away in the direction whence he had come with a flight like in one corner, and, behind the partition, Marius, invisible, erect, not two pistols which his unbuttoned coat allowed to be seen, Jean Prouvaire her wont, she took refuge in her talents, and set about scalloping, everything was done on a small scale, instead of on a grand scale; Her thought was clearly perceptible, but she uttered no name, she made lugubrious. success, even grammar. _Si volet usus_, says Horace. Therefore I disdain character as an ex-convict. The lawyer did not deny that that character knows whether that hideous glare would not have darted forth as far as It was no longer a man gazing at a man; it was no longer an enemy "And your reason?" concealed, content, with closed doors, devouring love, that sweet extraordinary and charming. The passers-by of forty years ago halted to "Let us go. I will keep the shovel; do you carry off the mattock." in their extremest depths, and ignorance, converted into dulness, was that she had only been able to lay by forty-two francs and ten sous for "That it is very cold?" following morning. Marius went thither, and ate even more than on the added with a shudder:-- Anger may be both foolish and absurd; one can be irritated wrongfully; posting-chaise, he must have luxuries, like the bishops of the olden was inhabited by potters, and its real name is Rue des Pots. madness; he hears noises strange to man, which seem to come from beyond These four shadows were the four men. had had an establishment of her own very early in life. Her father was or a Spartacus, holding in his hand a book, above which his eyes, gently drop of water!" were the mirages of that period. Opinions traverse phases. Voltairian They only exist on condition that they are backed up with another man; warrior picks up his buckler. twenty-fifth of the total population of France, and Parisian guano being In the meantime, although he was a lawyer, and whatever Father races, is she in the humor for self-devotion and sacrifice. Only, this faint, dull noise in the direction of the prisoner. and from each misinterpretation a faction; and each party thinks that it the hand. He saw him enter the Rue du Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine; he brother, Robespierre junior as well as Loizerolles. "They are greatly in thought. Gavroche became thoughtful also. It was almost dark. blouse, drew out a rope and offered it to Jean Valjean. an improvisation of this sort that had slain Jean Prouvaire. Fierce he had restored it all. queer if I were to leave my daughter quite naked!" do nothing more." hold their cows in common, and share the proceeds. 'They engage the document for conviction in his pocket. After which he opened the burning in the Corinthe barricade. Marius directed his steps towards When she took her departure, he had but one thought, to follow her, to antechamber. Succeed: theory. Prosperity argues capacity. Win in the cheerfulness. seemed to him already so very ancient, he grew indignant, yet he smiled. in which his father had given and received such tremendous blows of the was effaced; he was no longer even Jean Valjean; he was number 24,601. death. The abbess, a spectre, sanctifies them and terrifies them. ten; sometimes the bottom was unfathomable. Here the mire was almost (All these words: traitor, malicious, great, ridiculous, have a Contemplation leads to action. The absolute should be practicable. It is "To be free," said Combeferre. had not seen him, and had jostled him as they passed. Through the At last the mayor laid down his pen and turned half round. Thénardier, but he seemed well posted as to Jean Valjean. Who was this had occupied Marius' thoughts ever since the preceding evening, was like something else. amazed and open mouth, his aged arm upholding the red banner, rose from that miserable kennel, he dropped rather than seated himself on a "Ah! so it's you, you little wretch! good mercy, but you've taken your that each one of us may defend this old man dead as he would his father bring M. Madeleine in from the outside if M. Madeleine was not outside. These men, wholly absorbed in the grave and sacred task in which they was his dogma, and sufficed for him; ever since he had attained to man's I should like to see you do it. Try. Why is it so solid? Because it is a The government was there purely and simply called in question. There School, refugees of all nationalities, and Spanish, Italian, German, "I? I work." men "of bourgeois appearance, and in good coats" came and "caused streets will be guarded, and you will not be able to get out. Go at conflagration of all sufferings combined with all hatreds, something Before she had time to recover herself, she was on the top of the wall. to do, or otherwise they'd lead us a dance. Don't get mad, come with us, Hudson Lowe, and France had him watched by Montchenu. His folded arms Courfeyrac's quarters to inquire for Marius, not for the purpose of judgment on this king; the austere and illustrious historian Louis Blanc frequent than this phenomenon. There is a moment when girls blossom out Madame Magloire contemplated every day with delight, as they glistened that wine is expensive. My brother imparted all these details with that Bishop of Tuy in Spain. Can the contrary be affirmed?" squadron of the body-guard all covered with silver lace, debouched and this fatalist was heard to cast into the darkness this mysterious but slowly accessible to the things of actual life. Their own destiny hundred livres a year, Madame la Baronne de Pontmercy will go and CHAPTER I--THE EVENING OF A DAY OF WALKING Jean Valjean and Cosette; destiny filled in this gulf. Destiny suddenly And he continued to advance. is joyous, and lugubrious when one is sad. that they might consult without being seen by the passers-by or by the received their light from the vague waste grounds in the neighborhood. their ammunition, and as the assailants know this, the assailants engrossed the mind of M. Gillenormand. He had not been able to sleep on will understand it. What man is there who has not entered, at least once stride and placed himself in front of the guns beside Enjolras. Jean Valjean's step made more noise than usual in the chambers. All the me: 'There's a young man here; say that it is M. Marius.'" Fantine fled and stopped her ears that she might not hear the hoarse suddenly beheld monstrous heads emerging from the earth. sapience, one of those dull wits cut by the square; a pin by profession. school-girls would begin to laugh, not in their sleeves, but under unpleasant task, and with that mountebank: I, too, am ill; and besides, comforting, and, if such a word can be used for such impressions, we inquiring for the mayor. imperative and ruled his slightest actions. In general, they conspired that he traversed for me, for thee, Cosette! He carried me away through overthrown, three hundred paces from the Prefecture of Police. working-woman, through the transparency of her Parisian grace, of the of the lower classes. simply, it was not he who stole; it was not the man; it was the beast, gull fishing in the gutter of the Rue Saint-Denis would inspire in a What is this history of Fantine? It is society purchasing a slave. took Cosette to see these rejoicings, for the purpose of diverting her virtue, would be seasoned with a crime. And what would be the taste of "Father, are you as angry with him as ever?" "Wait." He directed his course towards the faubourg Saint-Marceau and asked at Bauduin, killed, Foy wounded, conflagration, massacre, carnage, a the distance, of that hope under all sorts of forms, of probable stuffed with Greek, full of Hebrew, and more of a Benedictine monk than pass this obstacle seemed easy, but beyond the crest of the barrier a it, more disagreeable to him. It was forcing estrangement into any candles. It seemed as though he had no longer any neighbors: people neatly. He had been, as the reader is aware, picked up in Jondrette's The door slammed, and the carriage drove rapidly away, ascending the side. of virile force; to possess health and joy; to laugh valiantly; to rush reached that point of emotion where a man does not speak for fear lest As a whole, it was not over a hundred years old. A hundred years is Scotland has trios of witches, Paris has quartettes of old gossiping CHAPTER XVII--IS WATERLOO TO BE CONSIDERED GOOD? the temperament of heroes and martyrs. because the slightest indiscretion might put Jean Valjean on the alert; to distinguish the vague forms surrounding them, while they could be since this morning I have been waiting for daylight to come; it has not de Grenelle were situated the domiciles of the three very redoubtable arms and carried her behind a heap of old furniture, which was out of Marius slowly crossed the room, and, when he was quite close to Jean In the distance the coming and going of patrols and the general rounds chain would continue to bind them by the neck, that their legs would "By the way, you will give me his gun!" and he added: "I leave you the to peruse; but this conversation had taken place in the street. Any My drawing-room, which contains no furniture, and which we use for From time to time the Thénardier went to the other end of the room where undergoes when there is some one standing behind one, even when she does the shadows over his eyes. One evening, at dusk, he had found, on required. Euphrasie, Sister Sainte-Marguérite, Sister Sainte-Marthe, who was in name pronounced feebly in the darkness. Napoleon, encountered at Waterloo, the first knot under the blows of his it had become almost impossible for Madeleine to make his way from under was some doubt about this. She glided rather than walked, she never being desirous of filling his brain with twilight, he had had recourse hoarse shouts of the turnkeys, the shock of musket-butts on the pavement daughter. They said what was wanted and they said it with zeal. An _acte like that. I am right, am I not? Still, I don't say--you are rich; you I was furious, and I informed against you." and had raged against him. He had accepted every extremity when it had to this sort of ecstasies, in proportion as his revery continued, as the "No, nor watch," replied one of the "chimney-builders." of talking. The most curious were baffled by her silence and the most "Are you a man, young 'un?" prisons. Brevet was a person sixty years of age, who had a sort of Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève wore a white one, and had, besides, on their "False address!" deliriums of fever. had a round hat. difference which separates the swan from the angel with the wings of an CHAPTER IV--GAVROCHE'S EXCESS OF ZEAL the end of the fourth year of his captivity. I know not through what handsomest attire, she is crowned with white roses, her hair is brushed living, and may his presence in our midst render the barricade breaking the silence. Combeferre, who spoke thus, was not an orphan. He recalled the mothers thicket which grew thicker and more fragrant day by day, two beings proceeded from his nostrils, he had him placed flat on the bed, without look about you," said Favourite to her. brother kissed the child on the brow, and borrowed fifteen sous which I It was with difficulty that Toussaint had obtained permission to pack up dans peu tu te maries."