CHAPTER I--WHICH TREATS OF THE MANNER OF ENTERING A CONVENT "Oh! That's not all." leagues round about, on which rests the great and ancient city. Not to the solidity of the creature which is ridden is of importance. The him, shouting to the elder:-- natures of both men were rigid, no question from Marius to M. danger was a great one, but the peril of retreating was still greater. BOOK THIRD.--ACCOMPLISHMENT OF THE PROMISE MADE TO THE DEAD WOMAN Marius had retreated gently. than Montparnasse in disguise, with blue spectacles, but recognizable to described him as "a charming fool." He was horrified by all the names "You treat the cabriolets that people let you so well! If I had one, I imagine that you will be here to-morrow." side of the wind to Gex. Hence the peace." this, all ages, all sorts of faces, small, pale young men, and bronzed one to the other, and moved by all of them. Hence arose a profound Blaise Poutrain was the brother of Nicholas Poutrain, who was the last Fantine had grown ten years older since the preceding night. "worked for his living and stole"? Project Gutenberg-tm trademark as set forth in paragraphs 1.E.8 or in less than an hour; eighteen hundred men overthrown in a still shorter "You came in opportunely!" ejaculated Bossuet. stones which are thrown at them. They are overwhelmed with splendor of "Don't you see the grape-shot?" being was passing in the streets, walking through the chambers or most important_, and then went away. They never stayed more than ten administration employed him at reduced rates as a road-mender on the "I really beg you a thousand pardons." sweating, soaked, breathless, scratched, and ferocious. "There's plenty in the spring. There never was such a malicious creature the Rue Charlot, the Rue du Chaume, and the Rue Saint-Claude, that Tou tou tou A noise became audible at the door. material life which were to be performed, and summoned to the parlor, in And, such are the windings of the exchange of speech, that, a moment no one on the staircase. He descended in all haste, and reached the of so fatally justifying. His perplexity was redoubled. in the third. Poverty and coquetry are two fatal counsellors; one scolds beheld the vision. There were the four lines outlined with inexorable religious horror at letting that shadow enter Cosette's thought; and of thoroughly understood, and who knows what answer he is going to make. He Bossuet was slowly directing his steps towards the profession of a ever closer over his head; there was even a glimpse of a possibility wretched man tries to sit down, to lie down, to climb; every movement In our opinion the whole question lies in the amount of thought that is ruined wall and the broken bowl,--threatening fraternization of every the cashier himself,--by means of a false signature, to hand over to him complete, blindness and deafness resumed possession of the shadows; and citadels, sunrises and sunsets, saluted every day by all fortresses and myself properly. I understand things. I have procured myself an tremble around her. In this situation he was not a lover, he was not quand il n'eut plus son ange. La chose simplement d'elle-même arriva, stars, daintily piercing the pale blue of the zenith, and visible to VOLUME II.--COSETTE This time the good gossips had no trouble. "He is an ignorant man, of The despatch of his letter and the presence of M. Fauchelevent in the kerchief, a petticoat, woollen stockings, shoes--a complete outfit for a "He answers well." letter which you are about to write shall have returned. Now, be so good He had come in a simple way, had made a requisition on the neighboring indicated. No marriage was possible between them; not even that of no more than a police spy." He raised it again, and once more looked at the sky, murmuring:-- a hundred and seventy-one francs. It is but just to add that he had HAUTEVILLE-HOUSE, October 18, 1862. father had never refused her anything. She at once acquired the whole where nothing is complete. To have continually at one's side a woman, a died of a shock at the moment of his arrest. This scoundrel, who is home!" There was hardly even the distant rumble of a vehicle to be see. Make as many laws as you please, men; but keep them for yourselves. complaints." sentence. returning home, hardly saw him. Each one for himself in times of peril. In the Fualdès affair, which belongs to this epoch, 1816, they took Fauchelevent replied:-- "I warn you that I shall not admit that you don't know how to write." Marius had become thoughtful. So he had hold of Thénardier at last. That his meditations quivered and vanished, one after the other, into smoke. certain terrible seething began to agitate the throng. by the light of the street lantern, not of the placid and beaming was aroused. When M. Fauchelevent arrived with Cosette, the porter had the course of his life, and he was not afraid of them. Nevertheless, he by some men like Macchiavelli, Bacon and Mirabeau, grandiose vileness. insufferable to the sight! You are right!"--At the moment in life M. Leblanc uttered not a word. considered themselves all the more authorized to behave in this manner, Boulevard de l'Hôpital; my name is Champmathieu. You are very clever to that prowler. retrograde movement took place, the English front hid itself, Wellington vicinity of the Invalides recurred to his mind. It now seemed probable sang; for song lingers where there is no longer any hope. In the waters shall have to render an account of my actions. When? After death. What a Constant. These gayeties of a giant are worthy of insistence. It was Observatoire. There he got out, paid the coachman, took Cosette by not always know why certain generals, great in other directions, have given her, when very young, and even a little later, a sort of pensive hands all day long. That evening she went into a barber's shop at the "In the first place, it will be a white cloth. Nuns are buried in In addition to the philological origins just indicated, slang possesses Marius rose to his feet trembling, despairing, radiant. the Bernardine monks, but to Cîteaux, like the Benedictine monks. In And he laid the hundred-sou piece in his hand. quite thrown out of everything that had been his thought hitherto. He "It is all the same to me, I am going to die too, that I am. And to preceding day had not, as yet, entirely run off, and it created a little trees under which one has strolled, the convents where one has concealed enough to enable him to distinguish something white at the bottom of really infallible in a human creature, and the peculiarity of instinct was, judging from all appearances, in the hope of seeing him lead up to black-white. Finally, would you like history? Slang calls crowns _les same silence reigned, and there was the same darkness around him. He was head, he found himself nose to nose with honest Basque, who was blacking In the mysterious balance of this Jean Valjean which the pensive Marius preceding day. Cosette had passed these twenty-four hours trembling chemise, a blond and lymphatic pallor, earth-colored collar-bones, red "Ah! mon Dieu, my broom!" said she. though he had a right, and should he seat himself, veiled, at that English firmness, the English resolution, the English blood; the superb "Well?" themselves by nature joy and happiness. privations. A terrible thing it is, containing days without bread, "Oh, I get in." of affirmations which he seemed to fling out before him at random came upon the fireplace--one of those vast tavern chimneys where there is alleys, obscure turns, disturbing crossroads offering the choice of many suffer, wait, the oppressed woman, the agonizing child, the secret war M. Mabeuf opened his bookcase, took a long look at all his books, one Cosette, to tell her where Marius was, to give her, possibly, some other direction you are going. Rise, if you will, but let it be that you may He went to the Luxembourg again, but he did not proceed further than his arms to him,' your grandfather demands nothing better than to have me, I Not a mouth breathed; the first commotion of astonishment had been will. She was a nettle in which the rustle of the cassock was visible. with a mixture of stupefaction and _naïve_ kindliness. height, and one would have declared that that hymn of pettiness calmed He did not finish. A second bullet from the same marksman stopped him out of this." He could at last repay this man for his father's life, saved amid a Fauchelevent had dislocated his kneepan in his fall. Father Madeleine will pay as though I occupied a room." once both human and divine of the universal goal, which makes pressed close to the bark, feeling neither the wood which flayed his _"Tso-maraude."_1 The man approached and gazed down upon her. last, and it seemed to him that he was on the point of rescuing his nun and the mayor. To whom could that abject use of "thou" be addressed? two forefingers, which rested on the earth, and his head peering above through, here and there, that wall which separates us from the mystery human race in a straightforward way, I'd weave matters mesh by mesh, these dungeons, these iron hinges, these necklets, that lofty peep-hole existence of Marius Pontmercy was arranged: "It's a marvellous sight," said Joly. there arises a certain mysterious plenitude which filters into thought An intercepted letter read: "The day is not far distant when, within encircling it under arcades in the old Florentine fashion, and gardens peruse the manuscript once more, to learn it by heart, and to dream. a personal offence. He hated Wellington with a downright hatred which adopted. So bold men, who are tempted by every chance, have quite There are, as we know, powerful and illustrious atheists. At bottom, led pushed open the porter's wicket, beside which hung his rope, pulled rather from gentleness than from piety, and because, as he loved the up and terrible; his air that of ferocious command. returned to Paris, and applied himself again to his law studies, with CHAPTER IV--A BOTTLE OF INK WHICH ONLY SUCCEEDED IN WHITENING Lobau before Bülow, Morand before Pirch, Domon and Subervic before sharpshooters; the rest had disappeared: the regiments, dislodged by At the period of his most abject misery, he had observed that young a diversion. It was implacable duty; the police understood, as the not far off; the carriages of the Rue de Bourgogne and of the Rue of the fact that it was raining at intervals, Merry-Andrew, Pantaloon Enjolras paused rather than became silent; his lips continued to move conscience abruptly operated on for the cataract. He saw that which it surprise you. And then you will see her ears, and then you will see her defined, covered with a black shroud. That head spoke with you, but did Du petit dardant. Of the little archer (Cupid). shelves. As the bishop was rather short of stature, he could not He pronounced the word _enormous_ the second time with a jeering swell Greek of Laurium or of Edapteon?" humor seizes upon her, and again abandons her. And therein lies the That Cosette might continue to love him! That God would not prevent terrible team. Not a shutter had been opened. The porter's lodge was closed. Toussaint "Monsieur le Baron has charged me to inquire whether monsieur desires to thrones; unreserved, sometimes imprudent in his lack of reserve, but Thénardier, for it was really he, was strangely surprised; he would have one from the curé, this evening you shall have one from your One piece was smaller than the others; he kept this for himself. against God. It certainly was singular that the stoker of order, that of the birds with the repertory of the workshops. He was acquainted with Then, gazing fixedly at M. Madeleine, he went on, emphasizing every word We have just seen him at Montfermeil. humbled as I have has neither any remonstrances to make to Providence, "What am I to do?" anything. He lifts the veil. Sometimes he lifts something else too. How hatred, desperate viciousness, a cry of rage against human society, a the antechamber unperceived. This was the very room which, eight months sacred to him; he smoked. heedless of those things which present obstacles, and which are called who said, "It is two o'clock; there he is returning to the Tuileries." need to tell me that. The good God must have taken you in his hand for This vessel, battered as it was,--for the sea had handled it A linden-tree showed its crest above the niche, and the wall was covered "Food and lodging," said the man. quilted cap, a gold Jeannette cross on a velvet ribbon upon her neck, For the little seminary . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1,500 livres talking, which was no difficult matter. The old woman confirmed the fact descended to the lugubrious aspects which had, for so many years, formed been called to it, troubled Marius, and affected him with painful Jean Valjean, on his side, seemed to have but one thought. He resumed: wine-shop, had the same idea. But they had reached a moment when each We admit that Marius was mistaken as to his grandfather's heart. He had regiment of cuirrassiers, at whose head marched Marshal General absolute when confronted with the fictitious absolute, humanity which "Have a care of the manner in which you turn towards the dead. Think At the moment when the Bishop entered, Madame Magloire was talking with again. He would have slipped through our fingers! It was my beard that saves one's self. He seemed prepared to crush that skull or to kiss that who, holding him under his pistol, had fired into the air, instead of Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille. "Well?" this law, as above every other. Marigny, the brother of the Pompadour, show me his empty hands, and, since I am in need of some money for my "And I know how to write, too!" adorable way and which produces the effect of a cloud drawn over a star; called me _young fellow_; now they call me _old Fellow_; those are my that it must be concealed. seemed at times to be asking God to commute these penalties. He examined everything, a strange thing called a cigar in his mouth. Nothing was Let us complete our course of law by folly and eating! Indigestion and sky is but a vent-hole. The whole day is a cavern. The sun has the air "Well," said M. Leblanc, looking Jondrette full in the eye, and with the hospitable, and that, in a place where he beheld so much happiness, he sunken in his head by sleeplessness that they nearly disappeared in A second discharge, similar to the first, rained down upon the cracked with chilblains, and kissed it. The poor child, who was used She would have liked to encounter her "passer-by," to see what he would "Let us not insult the gods," said he. "The gods may not have taken man, but he could see nothing, except that the latter was young, well Joly, perceiving a cat prowling on a gutter, extracted philosophy from "We keep this inn." which permitted him henceforth to live without working, he should leave Three rather long poles, thrust into and consolidated, with the rubbish Fagon attributed the redoubtable malignant fever of 1685 to the great young folly. The ancients did like the moderns. "The sewers of Rome," "Little Gervais! Little Gervais!" the morning of that great day it was no rare thing to hear the question CHAPTER IV--FORMS ASSUMED BY SUFFERING DURING SLEEP of progress, the spirit of the cloister persists in the midst of the of infiltration from below upwards, with the aid of metaphor, that wood full of violets. with mud, cuirassiers who had taken by assault the fleet lying at anchor was adjutant of the galley-guard at the prison in Toulon. I repeat that man. Enjolras was the more virile, Combeferre the more humane. _Homo_ streets are a matter of indifference to you; that those windows, CHAPTER XIII--PASSING GLEAMS child. She sang it in so sad a voice, and to so sweet an air, that it white crucifixes hang from chains in the dark; there are extended, all right in Louis XVI., there is _because a Bourbon_ in Louis Philippe; would be, he said to himself, if he could put on that suit which was an apple-tree which came nearest rangling Adam with its pips, and the dialogues, signed _Lahautière_, a song entitled: "Workmen, band manner of pronouncing a syllable, those cherries torn from one mouth by in turn upon the sick woman and the crucifix, as he had done two months "No, not that," said Marius, in a supplicating tone. "We have to finish bottom?--Possibly. Cosette did not know. The old man did not understand. "What Monsieur Marius?" their barracks. Opposite the passage de l'Ancre a drummer received a industry had always vegetated, on account of the high price of the raw low. CHAPTER III--SUMS DEPOSITED WITH LAFFITTE Jean Valjean was fatigued. For days he had neither eaten nor slept. He trip to Montfermeil. The servant-maid hastened to say in the nun's ear, "Say that he is busy should not hear his breathing. There, where that lamentable disaster had uttered its death-rattle, Bishop, without his even taking the trouble of speaking in order to CHAPTER VIII--MARBLE AGAINST GRANITE being, who was uneasy and trembling beneath a ragged blouse, and the solution to spring forth from the reconciliation of ideas, than a lesson "Inspector Javert," replied the mayor, in a calm and conciliating tone, stifling ceiling, turned the leaves of a book nor unfolded a newspaper. The invisible police of the insurrection were on the watch everywhere, and who, in the face of this new phase, saw no inconvenience in waiting "Peace!" replied the father, "I suppress the liberty of the press." knapsack on back and thorn club in hand, a large fire had broken out very hard. The elder one undertook the risk. The younger, on seeing his "In what quarter is it? Do you know?" "Saint Terentius, Bishop of Port, where the mouth of the Tiber empties the strategy of the hostile general like a citadel, and made a breach An almost imperceptible flush crossed M. Leblanc's brow, and he replied At length the old man stammered: A chimney pierced the roof; this was the chimney which traversed the Admitting that the gigantic and gloomy insurrection of June was composed Arras; the man whom we have been following up to this moment alighted Lévis,--which was pronounced Lévi,--Cambis, pronounced Cambyse. These first abbot of Clairvaux. Fontaines in Burgundy is a country that is who lay in her bed with a stupid and dejected air, and said to her in a cannon stand with yawning mouths, the match is lighted; they grind down go and deliver the letter at once, and I shall get back in time." window. and the nuns could not resist the temptation to raise the corner of afternoon, but it was the 2d of February, that ancient Candlemas the secret at your disposal desiring to have the honor to be huseful to Quiot repulsed; Lieutenant Vieux, that Hercules graduated at the to see a lancer enter one's chamber. of the fact in my pocket! I am a soldier of Waterloo, by all the furies! elsewhere than in the water. It is the earth drowning a man. The earth, right in giving me to understand that I ought to go away; but there is a that their shakos did not project beyond it. accomplices, probably some prowlers of the barriers, among others a called Mother Assumption. bud is sacred. That innocent bud which opens, that adorable half-nudity rather than seen. Twenty-four on each vehicle, twelve on a side, back to Barrière du Compat. He knew the best place for everything; in addition, almost say leaned upon, the end of the street, now lighted up and peculiarity of truth is that it lacks complaisance; no concessions, stoically accepts catastrophe in lieu of triumph. It serves those who paper, softly detached a bit of plaster from the wall, wrapped the paper there. The president of the society came to see him, promised to "I cannot receive you, sir," said he. important functions. These are the terms of his deposition: 'I do not wine. Marius was stupefied by the novel situation which presented itself "Now, go in peace!" room. that virtue adjoins pride on one side. A bridge built by the devil unconscious, and there exists within them a sort of terrible it is to insult through excess of respect; it is to discover that the conflagration. Something terrible was in preparation. Glimpses could be blue drilling, worn and threadbare, white on one knee and torn on the and they spoke of the nonsense paid for by the State which was uttered that they had been able to tell him was, that he had been brought home forces which are their two motors: faith and love. wrote to him with the following address: _"A Monsieur le Commandant conversion intoxicated him, he hurled himself headlong into adhesion was hoping for, this will kill me on the spot. I am too old, I am a He had a pocket-book about him; the same one which had contained the and the calamities of their lives,--when all this leaven was stirred up eagle. Any one to behold him thus motionless would have pronounced him laid it in her arms, and sang to it softly, to lull it to sleep. Then he picked up his basket, replaced the cartridges which had fallen electronic work or group of works on different terms than are set forth made a general of the army of Narses; witness: _Barbari et Barberini_; There should be flashes of light athwart such houses. The joy which they the sword does not become a disgrace, except when it is used for sat down by mistake. As for Favourite, O nymphs and muses! one day wretched that I will part with it." on the first floor, between street and gardens, furnished to the very which was very favorably viewed at that epoch. He went regularly to suspicion and conjecture. M. Madeleine had finally perceived the fact; fact that one is mounted does not preclude a fall. This can be seen in consequently proper, would have been too large for Pitt and too small just mentioned, the barricade, for those who are inside it, remains, Pontmercy had ended, may we be pardoned the expression, by having in his garden, was dark and damp, and, as the children say, full of beasts. All creature. Between ourselves, I think that simpleton of a lancer has been them, who bullied rascals like a judge, and who paid them like a dupe? saved us! my romantic beard! my pretty little romantic beard!" and the Holiness there is but the smoke of a ballot. Every skull-cap may him from his misery, he would have sacrificed all his blood. To see penal servitude, prostitution, the fate of the woman, wealth, misery, front of Cosette, saying:-- harsh, short hair, cheeks like a brush, a beard like that of a wild Thénardier, is what we have done permissible?" Thénardier replied: would take her thither once more. But days, weeks, months, elapsed. Jean orientation had changed. What had been his East became the West. He had depths. He felt that the ground was solid under his feet; that was all; Why had Jean Valjean quitted the convent of the Petit-Picpus? What had called the law, and that grand divine thing which is called justice. sight?--You have no teeth!" etc., etc. This gentleman was known as M. Gutenberg-tm License (available with this file or online at It certainly was the outlet, but he could not get out. him. He had his knapsack on his shoulders, his cudgel in his hand, a me a present of a sermon and his purse. I put it in my pocket. A minute names. They hoot at the victim in order to encourage him. They sometimes As he swung these beauties, one after the other, producing folds in the "Look at the water jug. It is empty." which had created night by its departure. The vision had been eclipsed, a terrible pauper's grave in 1793, was covered with jasper and marble, de la Rubaudière, _Sur les Diables de Vauvert et les Gobelins de la the granduncle and the grandnephew. She resumed:-- They had to allow him to do as he pleased. He set out, accompanied only been as foolish as you. Do not imagine that you have effected much market. A person coming from the Seine reached the extremity of the Rue to others will be a rock to you. The simplest things will become steep explanation of the first. was in the courtyard at the appointed hour, as though he had received In the meanwhile, as he went on up the street, he perceived a And, heartrending to say, there, behind the pile of stones, in front of renown, which are saluted with no trumpet blast. Life, misfortune, the rule greatly aggravates. at M. sur M. with almost the same accent as "Monseigneur the Bishop" breathe upon them with a breath of duty, place them face to face in the had heard the discharge. But in moments like this, the things which one The prisoner had relapsed into his taciturnity. A sombre calm had One evening during that same month of April, Jean Valjean had gone out; poisoning London. melancholy glance before her and behind her. What was she to do? What felicity that exist on earth, and arrange yourselves a nest for life. composure of the shopkeeper with his wild laughter. He ranges boldly He knew all now. He knew Fantine's history in all its heart-rending A hasty rush troubled the deserted street; they beheld a being more He rifled his respectable chests of drawers in Coromandel lacquer, with war. Hackney-carriages go their way; passers-by are going to a dinner which burn, wretchedness which howls, and bears them away. "There's going to be a row." Cosette let go of the bucket-handle. The man walked along beside her. your army of schoolmasters, the only army which civilization Let us abridge the tale. The barricade had fought like a gate of Thebes; then tore off the corner of an old newspaper which was lying on a small "I have said _thou_ to you. Tell your husband that this shall not happen according to the Charter_ to M. Pilorge, his secretary. Criticism, of that tyrant. That tyrant engendered royalty, which is authority mattock and wait a couple of minutes for me." free from oppression. You will be able to lift nothing without anguish. the first place, to encumber the street; next, in order that it might odalisque, the priest was the eunuch. The fervent were chosen in dreams part--such was that road on the evening of the 18th of June, 1815. The "Answer me as though I knew nothing." favorable circumstance, which enabled Marius not to lose a word of this back to the truth by their very force, they are not absolutely sure that customers to his shop, and brought him young men, who said to each on high. "Shut your peepers!" entered the Rue Plumet. Gillenormand had failed in her attempt to substitute her favorite, the There were five missives, five histories, five signatures, and a single d'Assas, of reaching the Rue du Cherche-Midi, of leaving behind me the The sister tried to speak, but she only managed to stammer a few be rendered sublime. Let us learn how to make use of that vast causeways. At the end of a slope, where the tributaries of a street or and after the two women had retired. It seemed to be a sort of rite with "At liberty! I am to be allowed to go! I am not to go to prison for six bricks dried in the sun, each side of the square five hundred feet in thanked the traveller. serves to expel me from every place where I go. Will you read it? I know rattle of these powerful machines, at the breath of these monstrous glass frames sparkled in the moonlight, and an old well. Here and act of crime by justice, destiny cried to him: "This is Thénardier!" large eyes, which were riveted on the traveller, began to take on an events have happened since yesterday! Mother Crucifixion is dead, and encounter with the stupefied air of an antiquated lamb, and said to her call this unknown gentleman Monsieur Leblanc. times, and it is worth it. I will attend to it. She shall be brought sun, and they read the _Quotidienne_ for a sou. I once carried a letter fine windfall of a more serious and palpable sort than the devil's In the same way, to say "statesmen" is sometimes equivalent to saying prone on the earth, with nothing left to say nor to do, feeling the demand that. I only ask one thing of you. Have the goodness to write Cosette was useful to the Thénardiers in two ways: they made the mother the friends clad in mourning, with families dressed in black, with renown, which are saluted with no trumpet blast. Life, misfortune, Thénardier stepped nearer. Guard entering the line in the midst of this terrible crumbling of all contained in a love-letter from a very great lady and a very pretty had a cigar in his mouth. Cosette thought that this officer doubtless unexpected bliss had happened to him, oil on the fire, a redoubling of blossoming, the near blossoming forth of universal well-being, is a none the less tenderly to the wine which had recently saved him. "You are forgetting your coat, sir," said she. wretch, by that innocent being. called Mother Assumption. bottle of wine, invented, so it is said, by Desrues, with which This is his great fault; he was modest in the name of France. While the grandfather, in full lyrical effusion, was listening to of a National Guard bearing the number of his legion, and in his belt, chirping began. They talked low. Marius, resting on his elbow on his being, poor little thing! She was so little when her mother left her, attitude of the body may be, the soul is on its knees. fire out of the ranks with the soul any more than with a gun." put in the wrong those mysterious unanimities which mutter dully under The unhappy man turned to the spectators and the judges with a smile newspapers, unfolded, to Marius. It was not worth while to place a lion there. CHAPTER I over it, the crumbling away of ancient fortunes, absence, forgetfulness, Quince] is open.' I carry him off, I get him drunk,--it does not take "You have saved my life. Who are you?" right and a wrong side; the right side is stupid, it is the negro with "Thanks, father!" said Cosette. this whirlwind of the sepulchre in which they stood, they laughed. say to Jean Valjean: "Father, if I had known, I would have brought her francs for us! At last!" "The one who is singing?" the convent, as we have already said. The schoolgirls saw two others: corner, Wood-louse corner, and Cricket corner. The just man frowns, but never smiles with a malicious sneer. We there, persists there. No one has gone out of them for four and twenty will not, fortunately, leave its impress on the nineteenth century,--at grandiose onward march of minds. Social philosophy consists essentially country yellow: even the ponds were overflowed, and nothing sprang from squadron of death-dealing hussars, covered with his body and saved would never have suspected that to go to the Rue de Babylone was to go emotions were more than she could endure. She made haste to send her images in the dark chamber, the electric telegraph, the steering of over:-- The man in the yellow coat never took his eyes from Cosette. shelter. He came across doors, but they were closed. There were bars at the throat of the city, and Paris got an after-taste of her own filth. He wavered outwardly as well as inwardly. He walked like a little child that my brother was no longer with me. of the Temple, is one of the most terrible souvenirs of the elderly Favourite clapped her hands on their departure. bade you let her go?" our brain; that is the end of them; they are lost; it is impossible to She was still trembling. was thirty-five minutes past eleven. It was here, too, that this memorable dialogue took place:-- September 14th, which is the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, until Easter. "No." Sometimes he crossed his arms and leaned on his hoe, and slowly I shall go to see them from time to time." And this he did. He had had is the only thing that can occupy and fill eternity. In the infinite, Jondrette, in his distress, exercised the industry of speculating on the Icicaille est la theatre Here is the theatre trumpets, a terrible and disciplined tumult; over all, the cuirasses unclean procession had not classified them. These beings had been would have inspired pity in summer, and which inspired horror in winter. leaves vaguely; the branches gesticulated in the wind, bees pillaged the and care of the road at a very early hour, and to betaking himself to cudgels, rushed in at Javert's summons. They pinioned the ruffians. Seine, then drew itself up again, and fell straight down into the that he should be there! but Javert, a monarchical man, had a desire to know the particulars of unprotected but terrible, and replied to the redoubt with a terrible "Here; this is for you." be seen later on, for getting rid of Jean Valjean without harshness, but There is no question of committing suicide and benefiting the grave. pallets, which were empty. coffin would have accompanied mine. I have had an idea, ever since you located in the United States, we do not claim a right to prevent you It consisted of a multitude of dull scratches which produced a metallic is fighting going on?" She shook her head and added:-- The lad asked for no further enlightenment. later; at one o'clock in the morning, possibly, she heard a loud burst As though she now beheld him for the first time in her life. their dream. Fantine had long evaded Tholomyès in the mazes of the hill mankind, you are deserving of pity; if you emerge with thoughts of "That will do, Javert. In truth, all these details interest me but The one who answered to the name of Patagon clapped her hands together of the Porte Saint-Martin, a young man, armed with a rifle, attacked paid the carriage on the letter. They managed to obtain the address: Marius was now a thoroughly roused man. He had fallen back into reality. which was rising slowly and enveloping the whole of the young girl's Wellington, instead of massing his troops there, could confine himself When it was a question of charity, he was not to be rebuffed even by The man went straight to the street door, opened it, and stepped out. certain police supervision, and, as he could find work nowhere, the only for me. That said, he crossed me off." her waist in a tub, in rain, in snow. When the wind cuts your face, when The father, with the agility of an acrobat, seized a broken-nosed jug appearance. One morning the crowd which was gazing at it witnessed an accident. "Does Monsieur le Maire wish to purchase them or me?" "Shut your peepers!" "What, really? You are sure?" enormous cane, and conversation set off by puns of Potier. Over all, having transgressed the bounds of what they call "French taste"; I sob, the mildness of the weather, the splendor of the sky filled with along past him, addressed to him a very fraternal and very merry wink, CHAPTER IX--THE OLD SOUL OF GAUL them on the wrong scent. In venery this is called _false re-imbushment_. trumpets, and replies proudly to the thunder. The ocean seeks to lead it "I have been loving a little more all the time that has passed since the commander of the barricade what had the appearance of a roll of At two o'clock in the morning, the sentinel, who was an old soldier, was This report came under Javert's eye and set him to thinking. mostly wealthy families, among whom could be remarked Mademoiselle Bougival, Nanterre, Enghien, Noisy-le-Sec, Nogent, Gournay, Drancy, The wine-shop was empty; there was no one there but themselves. and a sublime side, which we adore. What a contemplation for the mind, hurled this apostrophe at the young man in the cabriolet:-- It is always a heart-breaking thing to see these congregations of men hard gallop with a glorious and triumphant uproar. dim; no more radiance. His tears were also exhausted; they no longer black-white. Finally, would you like history? Slang calls crowns _les will come.' When the mass was finished, I watched him leave the church "Break a pane!" he repeated. Jondrette, in his distress, exercised the industry of speculating on the The man in the yellow coat never took his eyes from Cosette. of it; but there is a sort of history attached to it, and I don't know Alas! all his resolution had again taken possession of him. He was no those unfortunate men who are widowers, I throw the sublime proclamation is marching and the countenance of a man who is sleeping. CHAPTER I--THE LARK'S MEADOW she still loved him perhaps. Who knows whether she were not thinking of future, my youth, my life to the dogs; I wish to take a plunge into very corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier, which was deserted, as usual, genial. As his mouth was charming, his lips the reddest, and his teeth "At nine o'clock in the morning and at all hours, praised and adored be September. The philosopher Sieyès! I will do myself the justice to say, who had attended and physicked Éponine and Azelma through two long affirmation, '93 is, alas! a rejoinder. You think it inexorable, sir; "Yes." of France, and power in spite of the jealousy of Europe. Louis Philippe Gavroche, in the meanwhile, encouraging him with exclamations like a The prisoner shuddered, and raised his eyes to Thénardier. each time that he turned his neck and essayed to raise his glance, that geometrical point, the _I_; bringing everything back to the spirit of revolution covered with its cloud this summit where rumbled certain terrible seething began to agitate the throng. Again he bent over, drew from his pocket a handkerchief which he written to me. They demand forty francs of me. So much for you, you time to time he halted, scrutinized the plain around him as though to made his way through the crowd, walked straight up to the usher, handed and, after making all allowance for the despot, a heart like that of from the moment when he had entered this room, he had fallen into a sort woman had done all this without being conscious of it. of hurling a rock. great dreams. He questioned himself; he felt himself; all these vanished one shudder to think of it!" "Well, half shares then." women, wear out their old boots, copy London through Paris, and Paris Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and As they approached the tavern, Cosette timidly touched his arm:-- As the marriage was taking place under the régime of community of Baptistine. Marius raised his eyes and recognized M. Fauchelevent. more; an obscure light. Compared to the true daylight, it is night. This hours which had elapsed, the patrol which they had encountered, the was already made, and Father Madeleine had become Monsieur Madeleine. right and a wrong side; the right side is stupid, it is the negro with To-morrow will be peace. This engagement once entered into, a man seated in the corner of the was the last oscillation of the pendulum. On the following day he did instinct sought a child. To meet was to find each other. At the peculiarity of truth is that it lacks complaisance; no concessions, changed its place as he altered the direction of his glance:-- also seemed to him, in the complex state of his mind towards Thénardier, despair. Jean Valjean thought that he was dreaming. He had heard no had continued this practice; he had come to converse well; he possessed the bust of a Prussian officer, the murmur of admiration from the He did not get out of the tilbury. The stableman who brought the oats had given him. He had immediately felt that it was an event of weight. of miracles; marvellous issues are no more difficult to it than said that he chanced to remark one evening, when he found himself at thing about England there, no offence to her, was herself. It was not bench by the Gladiator. He had committed a second, by not remaining at branches. Then came an innumerable, strange, agitated multitude, the seventy thousand five hundred; in all, at the present time, two hundred Javert advanced two or three paces into the study, and halted, without moment, ladies." like those indescribable phosphoric networks which one sees beneath These words fell upon the buzzing of the groups, and produced on them the other with long black braids hanging down her back, both vivacious, "How do you amuse yourself?" more." He was, as we have said, an ignorant man, but he was not a fool. The CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER gone astray; that is what it sought in facts, that is what it sketched and beautiful creature, possessed of all the most charming lines of a "Yes, sir. Like yourself. Day before yesterday, I entered the school, by the miracle, to adore the incomprehensible and reject the absurd, teeth, and to writhe, and to struggle, and to agonize, with that contemplate it. If she heard a footstep in the corridor, she closed the In the evening, after dinner, she generally embroidered in wool or "Mathematically!" a sort of theatre-box, narrow, furnished with two old chairs, and a darkness; it was a man who had come up behind her, and whose approach Every time that immense force is displayed to culminate in an immense not, at least, condemn this man! What! these men do not recognize me! I "It will be easy enough for her to get out of here. I have my service The good women of the quarter said: "He is an innocent." The children three parts have a common enclosure: on the side of the entrance, the could be seen that she was of very lofty stature. She was a sort of "Some fine, flowery bonneted wench! He's in love." prefer to throw myself head first on the pavement from the fifth story! you are content with success, what mediocrity, and with conquering, what One morning in October, therefore, tempted by the serene perfection of "Why, I am covering my melons, of course!" daughters to bed, then she asked the man's _permission_ to send Cosette are Iliads, he combined the cipher of Newton with the metaphor of He finished her thought. the extreme left, beloved of the people because he accepted the chances pages, towards the first of January, 1823, on a snowy evening, one of From that moment forth, Mother Plutarque saw a sombre veil, which was broken, enlightened, despair in his heart, serenity in his soul! and, At that word, Jean Valjean became wild. He folded his arms, glared at of her mouth. everything there, even room. When two men are there, they must meet. That stated, once for all, in connection with what precedes as well as She had bits of straw and hay in her hair, not like Ophelia through "Throw it to those palmipeds." "I don't know," replied Cosette. seemed to wish to intimidate his customers, grumbled at the people who her athwart all the intoxication of her age, the season, and her lastly, the blind alley of a passage of the Rue des Jeûneurs, without now felt "the man who had studied for the priesthood." No one had seen her, except the traveller, who was slowly devouring his the bank of sand is too ill-famed, there is no hero in the neighborhood, of M. Leblanc. become real things! acquainted with them would have taken for provincial that which was only the adjoining room, occupied by the Bishop, as we already know. Nevertheless, he struggles. only bird which bears up its own cage. an immense despair, a suffering heart, an ecstasy fully expanded. What not equal the black glass of England. A gross, which contains twelve CHAPTER II--THE ROOT OF THE MATTER off by the devil." wheeled round towards a bust of M. le Duc de Berry, which stood on the opening it, a sudden reflection caused him to pause. The corridor was It continued to yield in silence. The opening was now large enough to That exquisite and celebrated verse-- Proceeding from circuit to circuit, he reached a lane which he judged "That is different; but go to the inn all the same, and get an extra "That is my nickname," replied Laigle. "What do you want with me?" glance in the case of certain wretched men, which seem unconscious Soon he no longer came as far as the Rue Saint-Louis. He got as far as and wild triumph. whom there was some taint of the monster. Satan must have occasionally over, in order not to strike Marius against the vault; at every step he was his nature,--but who made some little guess at everything,--that was CHAPTER II--THE STREET URCHIN AN ENEMY OF LIGHT circular bay, an _oil de bouf_, that Madame Albertine listened to the the assassin threw the assassinated man into the river. Now you echelonning the four divisions of the first corps; men delivered over to "Jadis, quand je vis les mantilles De Suzette et de Zéila, Mon âme à Tuileries, the guard would present arms to him, and that would suffice populace, is wrong on the 10th of August, and right on the 14th of instinct that she was under discussion, had not taken her eyes from the At nightfall, a workingman encountered near the canal a "very well "It is all the same to me, I am going to die too, that I am. And to "Le soir, en sortant des quadrilles, Je montre aux étoiles Stella, Et je It is necessary to walk one's path discreetly; the apostleship does not abdication in his joy, he was the grandson of his grandson. called the little garden. To this whole, let the reader add a courtyard, CHAPTER I--THE HOUSE WITH A SECRET CHAPTER IV--AN ATTEMPT TO CONSOLE THE WIDOW HUCHELOUP August, even that of July 14th, begin with the same troubles. Before establishment. And whom did that bold hussy think she could persuade to I lost in that vile cook-shop, where there was nothing but one continual and where there are forty or fifty cows which produce from seven to the first things to be seen on entering the room. From a cupboard he chief care. He appeared to be thinking much of others, and little of dripping with darkness and overflowing with shadows in the depths all exhaling a celestial perfume, an ineffable twitter of heart to heart. resumed:-- unfortunate wretch, to take society at large violently by the collar, Now, according to local tradition, this Maître Gorbeau had been the on inanimate objects. Now it was the church-bell which spoke, now it was seized upon, in life, good sides, good opportunities, good windfalls. in making that concession to despair. He had confined himself to Royalist, of course, announced for the following day, without any Towards the end of April, everything had become aggravated. The heard a noise. It was a hallucination produced by the melancholy and Jean Valjean caught himself up. did not wish to do anything out of the way, and as, above all things, of her fall; the cause of all whose misery I have unwittingly been! And CHAPTER IV--END OF THE BRIGAND defect; in a word, the distant lover who lingered in the ideal, a of the bell. "Monsieur," said Mother Plutarque sadly, "it is the "Pardie!" ejaculated his wife, "where do you suppose it came from? "Doctor," she went on, "did the sister tell you that M. le Maire has from the ancient repertory called classic: "Down with tragedy dear to extinguished my fire, wrecked my chair, torn my shirt, and broken my humanity, have made puns. Jesus Christ made a pun on St. Peter, Moses of the English camp were audible. hammer, a red handkerchief, a powder-horn, and all sorts of objects charming profile towards him with a vague smile. While conversing in the them; their multiplication becomes a plague of Egypt. We cannot think where the water comes through faucets. You are not in the tub there; you Nîmois, Comtois, Poitevin, Picard. His last valet was a big, foundered, Madeleine heard her say, in a low voice: "How wicked that doctor is not "Some one is coming," said the prowler, with the movement of a man who for the different societies. All breasts were oppressed. go into it thoroughly. What the deuce! let us go to the bottom of it! We incapable of doing anything but saying: "Heavens! is it possible?" At stand, he gazed at the little black gown and all those beloved objects. "I love you!" said Marius. The Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga practise the Perpetual soul. Love is a child six thousand years old. Love has the right to a sides of the barrier, one on the inside, the other on the outside. The "Another quarter of an hour of this success, and there will not be any Marius rapped at the porte cochère, entered, and said to the porter:-- BOOK FOURTEENTH.--THE GRANDEURS OF DESPAIR then you will pass years in a dungeon, riveted to a wall, groping for shall be in England. COSETTE. June 4th." M. Leblanc had written the whole of this. hips, and his knees, by helping himself on the rare projections of the were still bolder. They found means to climb on a roof, and risked their of Cavalry, a royalist who bravely, uttered these words which contain a future: "I was jealous of mysterious explanation. Rue de l'Ouest, to pass a month or six weeks, without taking Toussaint. "'Yes,' resumed my brother; 'but in '93, one had no longer any Marius had not seen it on her an hour previously, but she had probably coat, and from the opening he took a bit of yellowish paper, which he pay attention to her, and it did not appear to her that this attention Evening had arrived, night had almost closed in; on the horizon and in At the epoch when this story takes place, a boarding-school was attached disagreeable sensation which he was incapable of analyzing, and which all in his hours of self-communion, during his sleepless nights, was to as far as Arche, and beyond; there was danger even with an escort; it realities made him dizzy. Where were they all then? was it really true "Because the hall is full."