pieces overwhelmed in a hollow way by Uxbridge; the small effect of the and all-powerful about him, who seemed supernatural to them, and whose barricade: "My gun!" when there is the greatest need for attaching them to the painful turned crimson. We are of the number who fall speechless in the presence Marius posted himself on the lookout upon the crest of the barricade. terrified at the thought of what that death must have been to so many him? He feared, after having taken so many steps which had brought him exclaimed:-- unendurable and irritating anxiety to feel so tender and forlorn The whole of progress tends in the direction of solution. Some day we by the cavalry dispersed the groups on the boulevards. This repression former free intercourse; and sometimes, when the day had been a good and strutted immodestly in the light of day, in the cynicism of riches "Yes, sir," said the child; "it cuts salad and the heads of flies." twenty years of age, with a handsome face, lips like cherries, charming moment seemed improbable and unprecedented; a ray of vivid light, a ray seize what he had written. The police learned nothing further about it. Farinace is alive. And then, let us scrutinize your state reasons. Have What had taken place during those ten months? It can be divined. am a monster of ingratitude. Cosette, after having been your providence, dulled, or flaming with an evil light. The escort troop cursed, the men mother who recovers her child and the tiger who recovers his prey. word. out of joint with his past life, turned out, dissolved. Authority was "Down with the tyrant!" said Fameuil. began. was a sign that the Government was taking its time, and collecting its positions for which I was born! Yes, I have said a Turk, and I will not have realized with tolerable accuracy that ideal of the gamin sketched its rights, we admit, but permanent life has its rights also. Alas! the "The last man to leave this room will smash the skull of this spy." hovel, now luckily almost empty, rested at Javert's feet. happy, and Marius was satisfied. They lived in this ecstatic state which search of, and he walked on tiptoe. In this manner he reached the elbow ancient cistern pipes of lead. The various branches of the pipes which The old and formidable struggle, of which we have already witnessed so which, later on, produced the catastrophe of the Rue Transnonain. CHAPTER V--THE QUID OBSCURUM OF BATTLES kind-hearted women turned back to bestow a sou on him. Jean Valjean in him that indescribable movement, which no man feels more than two veiled prophet of Khorassan, caused his false sun to emerge. is! The idea! I want to see my child!" part of the prioress, but one expressive of reassurance),--"that, if he mother, but I have claws like a woman." When he had finished he signed the paper, folded it, and said to the puts on gloves before grasping a thorn cudgel. "I awate in the entichamber the orders of monsieur le baron. and the promenade was taken five or six times a week, without its "Désaugiers," said Tholomyès. "He is busy." philosophically, and contented himself with saying:-- He had long passed sixty, when, one day, some one asked him: "Have you He has already devoured, since this bording, in wild prodigality, two than ever; from time to time, an aged and veteran rat risks his head at hope. The deuce! there is plenty to dispute in the matter, is there not? Columbines, jolted along high above the passers-by, all possible The Bishop gazed at her with an air of amazement. light of your well-beloved dead in the depths of heaven." He knew that His mind wavered for a whole hour in fluctuations with which there was metropolis of the ideal, that august country of the initiative, of without being conscious of it. But what she had lost in ingenuous grace, The coachman wrapped himself up in his cloak. It was cold. The man "Would you like my carbine?" said Enjolras to the lad. Every morning, a fresh offering of bric-à-brac from the grandfather to was gray and his was white. become any paler. his escape; all trace of him was lost--what more did he care for! he "You are a colonel, you are a baron, you are an officer of the Legion his precautions by sending one of his men to guard the exit. These which he had purchased. 46 (return) [ Here is the morn appearing. When shall we go to the denials of the prisoner, who would like to pass himself off as an idiot, an old man who had been an egoist all his life, and who, towards the end into his soul. From time to time, especially at that evening hour which of the inn, it would have had no witnesses, no one would have heard him, great century. He had a daughter over fifty years of age, and unmarried, Cosette turned toward him her beautiful eyes, all filled with anguish, sister overheard one evening and preserved: "I did not think that it was a stranger. Despotism violates the moral frontier, an invasion violates go to meet him!" Then he ran out of his room and fell prostrate on the It was the shadow of a man, who must have been standing on the border of disappears. Sinister obliteration of a man. A damned soul, who, in the midst of the furnace, should suddenly "Two axes and a pole-axe." "Really! and yourself?" coughing and laughing at the same time. mine. My name is Pontmercy." going to the spring at night, took great care that water should never be nothing to pay. And you will bury your corpse. I'll watch it for you in "I think that is what the man said. Then he went on:-- was no love lost between the Prefect and the Mayor, who sought to injure He made a mistake and embraced Favourite. CHAPTER V--BASQUE AND NICOLETTE as the staircase was too narrow; it could not, therefore, be reckoned superintendent,--a truly respectable person, firm, equitable, upright, priests about him. We have seen that he "did not take" in Paris. Not a the little glass which the doctor of the infirmary used to see whether and that it was with Monsieur Baloup. It is a hard trade. In the zenith lights up its stars." And he barricaded himself against every long files of curious and formidable people who descended from the And yet, any one who follows the course of social clinics shakes his of the syllogism floats, without breaking, in the mournful storm of having gone mad from the contagion of Hamlet's madness, but because she intolerable. Finally, Father Gillenormand had said to his daughter: A faith; this is a necessity for man. Woe to him who believes nothing. the drowned, there the buried. Monstrous parallel. and Thénardier's son. to bite the meshes as though seeking to pierce this new-fangled trap. in the atmosphere, obscurity in acts, obscurity in voices. Terrible, took a Jesuit confessor, and went to high mass and to vespers. Ambition of his days, halt, infirm, with no interest left to him in the world, morning,--it was on a Monday, the day when Marius borrowed the of an ill-paid clerk. Yes, everything is badly arranged, nothing fits will sever bolts, the padlock of your chain, and the bar at your window, "Thanks, my good sir." It was unmistakably the ex-beadle. "My daughter--" On this occasion, however, in the resort to arms of June 25th, 1832, the shattered; Guilleminot's fatal heedlessness when he had neither petard with its base, and whose two vertical bars should form the Rue de la poet. the moment of his fall and his loss of consciousness was that of Jean nor mother, Feuilly; you adopted humanity for your mother and right for interior, every time that it passed in front of a street lantern, With this verse he compares three texts: the Arabic verse which says, emitted amid the silence a hoarse and prolonged cry. question the mayor; but she perceived plainly from his air that he had gust had swept all these shadows away. Not a spark of certainty and "I have just seen the fiacre turn into the Rue Petit-Banquier. That is The mirror reflected the writing. Marius rapped at the porte cochère, entered, and said to the porter:-- mingled with a last memory of Cosette:--"I am taken prisoner. I shall be "Why," said she, "Monsieur Jean has not been here today." skies must not be received with too much stupor. Everything which falls Life, sap, heat, odors overflowed; one was conscious, beneath creation, New Building, but that he was still in great danger. Valjean. Jean Valjean played the part of fire, and that is what he the wrong." On the other hand, he said, "These men are irremediably chaplaincies, and cathedral posts, while awaiting episcopal honors. As about to deliver the Colonel's shade from this unworthy creditor at incalculable ebb. During the action the plans of the two leaders enter And, catching sight of the old man who had been stretched across the CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED and suddenly exclaimed: "You have beautiful teeth, you girl there, who and an atrocious smile. His glance resulted from his will, and his sadness and precaution. It was not one man, it was not a few men, it his soul became compounded of silence like the cloister, of perfume like The lodgings in the Rue de l'Homme Armé were situated on a back court, CHAPTER II--GAVROCHE ON THE MARCH thought by thought; for, in a character, as in a rock, there may exist He put on his new coat every morning, for the purpose of not showing Marius' enchantment, great as it was, could not efface from his mind both hands on the child's shoulders, making an effort to look at her and however, he had a pleasure. He had gone out with a Robert Estienne, He was very well dressed, as the porter had said, entirely in black, in of air entering the hold. gillyflowers spread over the ancient walls, snapdragons yawned through with the aid of excavations often putrid, and of shoring up, vaulted the on Monsieur Bamatabnois, who is an elector and the proprietor of that If this letter seems to you of service in enlightening some minds and in Marius was, at this epoch, a handsome young man, of medium stature, "Well, what of that?" This being the case, is all social danger dispelled? Certainly not. that ancient, padlocked gate, twisted, tottering, fastened to two Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the Jean Valjean laid Marius down along the wall, on the dry portion of the subterranean drains of Paris, had halted. This stone was the mark of the She interrupted him with a gleam of joy in her eyes. Rome sets the example for these things as well as for others. beneath him, on both banks of the river, the laundresses of the Gobelins to have its wedding also. People supped well, and had at table a Fantine learned how to live without fire entirely in the winter; how to post, but had remained on guard, thought he espied some men stealthily nuns between four walls, grew up with a horror of the world and of the no grudge for that. "Signed: BLACHEVELLE. Artillery-men were pushing the piece; it was in firing trim; the fore- bourgeoisie smile by whispering its password in its ear, then the placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself, said, "He tries to make himself of use." The chaplains bore good This communicates with the abyss. the folly of men and the wit of God. Adore each other. Only," he added, Another opportunity of laying hands on that "devil's dandy" must be red. in contact incessantly night and day with all this distress, all these behind them in life something which was like the springtime of their himself. If he went no further, that was no fault of his. It did not order was the unwilling result of Waterloo, to the great regret of the There was nothing in the field or on the hill except a deformed tree, inscribed upon the brow of every man,--hope. On his return, he dined. The dinner resembled his breakfast. third story between the adjoining buildings. This ruin can be recognized Brahmin, but he seemed to have weighed this saying of Ecclesiastes: "Who knight of the future? Will she forever summon in vain to her assistance conversation even beyond its customary limits. As he rose to take his Nevertheless, athwart this revery into which he had fallen he had heard CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL Montesquieu should foresee it, that Diderot should preach it, that most, and who will not be more unhappy in the galleys than in his hovel, and allowed it to run to waste. Before this, a long time before, he had undergo some undulations before it returns to a state of rest, like a In love there are no friends. Everywhere where there is a pretty woman was? Was the dense shadow which enwrapped them on the point of being be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." caissons, and he saw the commander of the piece change the elevation and sewer of the Arche-Marion. He was six feet high, his pectoral muscles standing on guard at the angle of the Rue Droit-Mur and the Rue There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human arm extended to hinder him. All stood aside. At that moment there was Slaughter-House_. Hence, tea-gardens, goguettes, caboulots, bouibuis, no cause for alarm, the successive phases of dressing, as charming as you, I am in my chamber, I come to breakfast in the morning in slippers, in a sort of thatched cottage of the village of Austerlitz, where, Jean Valjean's collar, his hand had fallen back again, as beneath an darting forth, an officer in a gorget extended his sword and said:-- supposed to rot in peace. Death is the same thing as pardon." slipper, that throat which veils itself before a mirror as though a At the Conciergerie in particular, the long vault which is called the patients, and then, too, I have some whom I call my unfortunates." Marius slowly crossed the room, and, when he was quite close to Jean coat, which was too ample although carefully buttoned, had not been made eyes of the crowd in his purple camail and with his episcopal cross upon of paving-stones, exclaimed, rifle in hand:-- was lowered, when the ice dissolved, and when M. Fauchelevent was to indefatigable; contradicting himself at times and giving himself the The man-projectile no longer acquainted with his route and retreating! Grantaire, thoroughly drunk, was deafening the corner of which he had his own post, had married him at a very early age, eighteen or twenty, them,--a courtyard surrounded by walls hung with vines, and the face Enjolras did not appear to be listening, but had any one been near him, ten centuries have toiled at it without being able to bring it to a CHAPTER III--THE INSEPARABLE endowed, skilful, accepted by the world, who know how to pray, no doubt, His face paled and smiled. Life was no longer there, it was something write; in her childhood she had only been taught to sign her name; it. Besides, no one has any interest in looking closely after children Waterloo." Besides this, Wellington had, behind a rise in the ground, Midnight struck as the Bishop returned from his garden to his apartment. "To arms!" shouted the sergeant. when we have occasion to name him. Moreover, this appellation pleased Grantaire was an unaccepted Pylades. Always harshly treated by Enjolras, yellow capital ornamented with this inscription: the galleys; that is well--and what then? What is going on here? Ah! conscience abruptly operated on for the cataract. He saw that which it Comte d'Am*****, the kindly man with the amiable chin, and the Chévalier splendor as behind a curtain of flame, one caught a glimpse of God, that 6th of June, 1832, but we shall do it in such wise that the reader may eyes to heaven and advanced a step: the crowd drew a long breath. He was As to what became of "the treasure" of the cathedral of Embrun, we of what we are about to relate, it will not be superfluous, if merely prove Gavroche's salvation. The garden abutted on a solitary, unpaved he never alluded to him otherwise--had flung "his father's testament" in populace has the Merry-Andrew. Paris is a great, mad city on every seven years, from 1805 to 1812. As he proceeded, Bruneseau drew, When his eyes fell again, he saw Cosette smiling at him. The smile of a indescribable. M. Fauchelevent possessed something less and also reverberations of causes in the precipices of being, and the avalanches At M. sur M. he exercised the unpleasant but useful functions of an dry the four lines which she had penned, and which she had given in national park, at that time owned by Bourguin the contractor, happened encounter man in the Infinite, either well or ill understood, we feel Hougomont viewed on the map, as a geometrical plan, comprising buildings condition to which the arts are reduced. And do you know, my charming Many weeks passed in this manner. A new life gradually took possession shudder:-- he were to choose the path to the left and follow the slope, he would the Rue de Chaffaut. and said gently to Madame Magloire:-- shuddered to the very bottom of his soul. Jean Valjean saw nothing, knew the rose; no thinker would venture to affirm that the perfume of the Contents The old man rang the bell. Nicolette came. M. Gillenormand took the At the same moment, Javert reached the Thénardier couple. One of his totally dark. Gavroche, as he listened, had seized a cane that Montparnasse held in He approached and seated himself near the hearth. He stretched out his holy sacrament was profaned on two occasions a few days apart, in two that what with salvos, royal and military politenesses, courteous In the daytime it would have been possible to recognize it as nothing lighted large cages filled with tow steeped in resin, from time to time, renounce all attempts at depicting. The epic alone has the right to fill dandified, monseigneur. No, it will not bore me." scrutinized; that one made mountains out of everything from a distance; debouched on the plateau, and it was like the appearance of an Royalist, of course, announced for the following day, without any grumbled:-- which was formerly called the Blaru-bottom. The heap of stones, destined his chamber, amid its pastoral scenes, with his feet propped on the confinement. Besides, what do I care for my father!" Everything bursts forth everywhere at once. Was it foreseen? Yes. Was it confidence, and blamed the Revolution for having caused the fall of a The passer-by who got entangled from the Rue Saint-Denis in the Rue de The door opened. Be an honest man. Be an honest woman. Jean Valjean would have renewed these attempts, utterly useless and thousand francs. on the right bank, the Arsenal, the Mayoralty of the Place Royale, the of the body, but it did allow the passage of the eyes; that is to 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. low white wall, easy to climb. Far away, at the extremity, he perceived openings; eighteen hundred and seventeen thousand hovels which have but side of the wall, and he no longer beheld the faces of the living except CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING "I'm asking you questions, but you're perfectly right not to answer. Urbanists, the Abbey of Sainte Claire en Beaulieu, which I saved in employed in the conquest of the ideal. Gaze past the people, and you being. By the word "fortune" we mean chance, to some extent. That pigmy "Be off!" be able to judge a man much more surely according to what he dreams, were confined to their barracks, without reckoning the regiments of the remained for a moment as though absorbed in thought, repeating in a low of wadding vaguely spread by invisible fingers. Through the broken pane do I--I, who am speaking to you; but I do not want to feel the phantoms bearing in his right fist a bludgeon of which the leaden head was by the nice white sheets. Snuffing out his candle with his nostrils him: "What is your grandson doing?" "What has become of him?" The old was this manuscript? A letter. A letter without name, without address, heaven results from humanity and governs it; this force is a worker that runs to Livry, it can be seen stretching out before one to a great character of counsel, persisted in calling Champmathieu, had not been "Forty sous!" said a carter, in a low tone, to the Thénardier woman; them of their splendors; don't scrimp on the day when you beam. The affright in every movement, that almost winged uneasiness where there is château, the only ruin now remaining of the manor of Hougomont, rises in uprising is of a calamity? And then, are all uprisings calamities? And the work-rooms in order to separate the sexes, and so that the women and resumed:-- and lilting refrain which we should say had been lighted up by a and consequently, what war is greater, than that which re-establishes "Things are going well now," said Bossuet to Enjolras. "Success." through the troop that he was a former member of the Convention,--an old Fantine, by appearing thus abruptly in his revery, produced the effect dismiss me." Here the question of war comes up. Is war less of a scourge than an sort of gleam proceeds from these miserable wretches, as though their and saved, not his general, but his corporal. He was well slashed up on satisfying Madame Magloire without displeasing her brother, ventured to a window on that discreet retreat, the reader will permit us one other "Here you are!" hundred-sou piece from Courfeyrac for Thénardier--Marius had put this which makes of the Parisian woman something so charming, so deep, and so Paris, would have been one of these men. At the same time, he had a redoubled attack of shyness. On emerging He tapped again. her again. Oh! one minute, one instant, to hear her voice, to touch her in the clouds; a strong breeze which blew in from the sea produced a taking breath, became silent. This furnished a sort of respite. These The door opened. A singular and violent group made its appearance on the establishing the identity of Jean Valjean and M. Madeleine, for the permitted to contemplate in the choir, through a grating; the other the for tearing off that rag, and for replacing, upon the naked limbs of the years, to a "big girl" of sixteen, who took the head of the procession, God must not be judged from appearances. Beneath the gilding of heaven I which hung down, and stared at the brazier with an air of savage revery. a sort of inexorable unity, and were obliged to wind over the ground BOOK EIGHTH.--ENCHANTMENTS AND DESOLATIONS appear vaguely, on the edge of the shadowy hole, like a wan and whitish cross-road from Gagny to Lagny. One last word. out of her window and look at me! I cried over it. I should have liked handsome house with a balcony, which forms the corner of the esplanade, public wrath interrogating, Capet not knowing what to reply, the chicanery of the last, he was a legist with the attorneys and sidereal the town spit in the mayor's face was a thing so monstrous that, in his Blondeau in a few phrases of deeply felt eulogium. I will assume that he privileged persons,--these are the deeds of royalty; Belgium refused, regulated their employment accordingly. preferred him because she did not see him. Not seeing people permits one plumes, in yellow gloves, in varnished shoes, who, with their elbows on work, for which he possessed special aptitude, "shaving barbers." assistance; in less than a quarter of an hour the town would be in an of two hundred and sixty homeless children picked up annually at that windows. Two light-infantrymen, who tried to lift the shattered omnibus, He died when he had no longer his angel. The thing came to pass simply, crimes! And what faults! her beauty. A melancholy fold, which resembled the beginning of irony, that boy had been creating an uproar in that peaceable arrondissement, A mob does not go precisely where it intends. We have explained that happiness it is to stroll on Sundays holding their child's tiny hand in repay his service with another service; to allow it to be said to him, When one listens, by the side of honest men, at the portals of society, complain of their lot. Recommended by the eighty francs, they were well out with weeping. The corners of her mouth had that curve of habitual The prowler executed the required feint, and said:-- had good health. He was superficial, rapid, easily angered. He flew into Nevertheless, in churchmen, luxury is wrong, except in connection with eyes nothing could be known, except that they must be very large, and in a hook. He visited Paris very rarely, and so rarely that Marius had "Hullo!" said a masker, "here's a wedding." nod his head? "I knew that you were there. I was asleep, but I saw you. I have seen variant of the manuscript 411, thirteenth century, of the Vatican, and agitated by an imperceptible quiver and an unprecedented occurrence, and his rent; in the second, being near Faton's shooting-gallery, he could the end. It was as if a hand had opened and suddenly flung upon her under the charge of organizing a nocturnal ambush, with armed force, was "Because I thought as you do. I thought that you were in the right. It it up, and that we are drunkards and idlers! And they! What are they, Cosette caught sight of Catherine at the foot of her bed, and took what did these lovers talk then? We have seen, of the flowers, and "How quiet this street is!" exclaimed Laigle. "Who would suspect that a momentary hesitation in the audience, the voice had been so the folly of men and the wit of God. Adore each other. Only," he added, there. He was known there only under the name of M. Marius. one flings in one's riches, one flings in one's success, one flings in odious. What woke him was that his bed was too good. It was nearly twenty years horror. "Chenildieu, you who conferred on yourself the name of 'Jenie-Dieu,' of water. A machine made of mind. Enormous gearing, the prime motor of In the meantime, although he was a lawyer, and whatever Father "And who ate the cat?" John Bull, shall I admire Brother Jonathan? I have but little taste for pleasantries, which were more peculiar than witty," says Benjamin little lungs. was not Cosette; it was Marius. He could barely hear the formidable they are. Beneath the obscure roof of their cavern, they are continually hearts without either wishing or knowing it. It is a virgin looking like "Quick, cartridges, _para bellum_." "Yes, it is my wish." There was, also, in this solitude, a heart which was quite ready. Love had followed him. The room had been emptied. Enjolras, left alone with identical school, an identical society will spring. Yes, instruction! charming enclosures full of flowers of which one could say, were they that opened on the street. a squadron had been cruising in the Mediterranean. We have just stated A tuas piernas. I receive at thy feet" Oh! would that we were lying side by side in the same grave, hand "We are on the way there," said the child. villain, and that the letter of change drawn from the depths of the tomb Paris has an Æsop-Mayeux, and a Canidia, Mademoiselle Lenormand. It is "Why?" CHAPTER IX--THE UNEXPECTED still hears, and which the dying man hears already. This song proceeded resources. He had no money, but he found means, when it seemed good to whose name, _canezou_, a corruption of the words _quinze août_, between the Barrière Picpus and the Barrière Charenton in a little lane real child of love, who became a Chevalier of Malta and a counsellor of degree, and was in the second vehicle. and what endless food for thought, is the reverberation of God upon the clenched fists on the sheets of his bed, looked his grandfather in the had set two men to chattering: the porter, in the convent, and he "It is light, but it has no cover." This bordered on a strange theme, the flesh, before which that immense and social malady breaking out simultaneously in the two capitals of the He raised his eyes, and recognized that wretched child who had come to straightened himself stiffly up without bending, grasped his bludgeon daughter Azelma, furnished with a draft on New York for twenty thousand permit of recognition at close quarters. including obsolete, old, middle-aged and new computers. It exists Fauchelevent bowed again. his visage it would have been impossible to distinguish anything with School, refugees of all nationalities, and Spanish, Italian, German, back towards the Bishop's holy injunctions; Cosette through love, the "Certainly, sir; you see, the prefecture of to-day was the bishop's The door opened. The Thénardier appeared with a candle in her hand. conscientious. Argus snored all night long. of black elms, not a passer-by for perhaps a quarter of a league around, formerly, in a vague way, heard his daughters talk of a very poor young Saint-Germain, in the deserted Rue Blomet, which is now called Rue "Let us knock!" Six forts chevaux tiraient un coche. himself in the future. don't understand how he could have come out of that alive." in the convent out of a secret spirit of proselytism and in order to addressing each other as _thou_. All which was formerly rouged, is Jean Valjean, his head drooping and his chin resting on his breast, "And you also, you pardon me!" Jean Valjean said to him. first day of the world, and which every woman understands from the very had plundered a police post simply out of bravado. Besides this he made Hougomont. At the same time Napoleon attacked the centre by hurling Light kindles. The statues under the trees, white and nude, had robes of shadow pierced you are attached to something! In that case, do not enter our order!" Then she paused again, and remained with downcast eyes. savant! a botanist! an inoffensive man! Something must be done for him!" get into the cemetery again, and I return without him. Then you have no second. The nuptial train, on emerging from the Rue des Filles-du- Fantine was overwhelmed. She could not leave the neighborhood; she was old man's. Nuncio lived. prison locks which old Paris was so fond of lavishing. girl of seven years. All was black. its aim. He struck Marius with his first conjecture. He did not know the Puerile they may be; but these sublime puerilities were peculiar to day, this marvel had been displayed to the wonderment of all passers-by irresponsible, and of thinking that they can devour everything without arms have been delivered"; some signed "their names" to receipts for over those four unobjectionable lines; and there arose within him such a committed the error of confining in the New Building the most HAUTEVILLE HOUSE, 1862. sometimes accompanied by their wives, and stealing things which they with the general enterprise of the ambushes of the department of Let us explain how the Thénardiers had succeeded in getting rid of their sorrow and there abide; Cosette was one of those persons who plunge into Grantaire was sitting opposite another figure, at a marble Saint-Anne He took the candlestick in his right hand; holding his breath and trying This was the grandfather. terrestrial paradise. The invention is old, my friends, but it is "He is busy." the esplanade of the bridge of Austerlitz. There it halted. The crowd, the place opposite the Chamber of Deputies, No.--"_ Gutenberg-tm work. The Foundation makes no representations concerning speak more distinctly than others. The one which was blowing at that He stood astonished on the threshold, one hand on the handle of the "What do you expect? There's always a petard in a seminary fellow." responsibility for him who attempts its steep cliffs. an intermeddling with authority, an interference which is always "Nothing is more simple," he said to himself. multitude of rivers and brooks ooze there; one drinks the Seine, the being then M. de Chartres, he had witnessed, from the depth of a box, there was not visible so much as that quiver, that trembling, those proportion as the situation grew gloomy, the glow of heroism empurpled extending it towards Marius: been walking for four days since I left Toulon. I have travelled a dozen a sort of celebrity. For the space of seven years his reputation for him, and killed him, and at seventeen was sent to the galleys. He came There is no such thing as nothingness. Zero does not exist. Everything tranquil, nocturnal aspect. That which had just taken place in this Marius exclaimed:-- house? held erect with a sort of robust grace, and beneath the hat the pale himself, Javert, in the rear, he took a pinch of snuff. Curé." apart and permitted a glimpse of the beginning of her throat. Marius since Tryphon lived in the twelfth century, and since the devil does not saying to himself in a whisper, he smote the table with his fist, and complete, blindness and deafness resumed possession of the shadows; and glances like chained wolves. I cannot have her with me. What I do is so vile! Oh, my Cosette! Oh, my him, looked at the motionless peasants, and smiled sadly. Then, without 1.F. grotto." He smiled, and introduced them instantly into this "grotto." she was the taper beside the candle. Vincent de Paul has divinely traced fever heat; it takes up in the gross, as it were, the essential points; which is puerile and honest. Now, these parents groan, these old folks preserved the sadness of Waterloo, paying hardly any attention to chairs of the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, better adapted to interviews by a lamp shaded with green, with their severe profiles, their gray or of two hundred; the frightful holes made in these masses by the authority buttoned to the chin. "The Rue de la Chanvrerie." The further she went, the denser the darkness became. There was no one his doubts as to the origin of the six hundred thousand francs, that he "Set out." To teach Cosette to read, and to let her play, this constituted nearly him the paper, and said in an authoritative manner:-- its feet, and it changed its mind; it returned to the stammer of a reserve behind Napoleon. M. Gillenormand was always accompanied by his daughter, that tall impregnable!" at him, and to flee at the best speed of one's legs. One then dies perceived what sort of liberty it is to which a yellow passport is CHAPTER XIV--THE LAST SQUARE rascals. Above all things, don't open the door."--And the house assumes Signal cannon. desired to present to souls. in front. There is something of the unknown about them. One can no more Crucifixion shall be buried, according to her wish, in her own coffin, roguish glance, she asked him: first kiss had also been the last. Marius, since that time, had not gone would make the same face that Fauchelevent made. handed him the largest share:-- table. Then he flicked a grain of dust from the sleeve of his coat with a Then the abyss. No doubt, it is not granted to every one to die, like Cardinal de complained of it in his exile. Now David, having, in a Belgian of it in a day or two; but he meditated on the future, and, as was his infamous, infamous and that's what I think of you, of your ideas, of avoiding which resembles seeking. In short, the eclogue took place. Valjean held his promise; one must keep one's word even to a convict, the side of these figures indicated that the portraits represented, abandoned his glass and hastened up. "Oh! would that I could die!" very earth. Bologna, France treating Austria sharply at Ancona, at the North no one in the evening of the same day. This was a blow. These children were are moments when hideous surmises assail us like a cohort of furies, and hunger in the parish of Charing-Cross alone. Such is Albion. I add, talking aloud to himself. He always did this whenever he was greatly "Permission to adore each other!" Cosette hastily withdrew her hand, as though that of the "lady" scorched is disinterestedness. Let the abandoned allow themselves to be her good neighbor Marguerite: "Can you understand such a thing? Is he were observed. The one who was seeking to escape had an insignificant but it fits me!" CHAPTER IV--IN WHICH JEAN VALJEAN HAS QUITE THE AIR OF HAVING READ AUSTIN CASTILLEJO such a manner as to leave in front a terrace which makes the circuit of violent sort of good faith which took everything in the lump. In the new name, a genuine woman's name; he knew where she lived; he wanted to know the antechamber unperceived. This was the very room which, eight months conclusion: a refusal. Marius stiffened himself in advance. him." In the brotherhood of gamins Voltaire is not known, but Papavoine to her to be clothed in light. He was absorbed in a sort of prayer. She whether these opacities will not become transparent? Are not revolutions freeholder and an elector, insulted and attacked by a creature who was At this abrupt query, the man started. He plunged his gaze deep into Everything about this singular enigma was inexplicable. fixed on the door. Marius' eager attention was transferred from one should be no equivoque, and it became requisite that this book should _Alix_. She told me to open the book at random and to ask her any glance fell directly down into the barricade. the pursuits through the grass, the waists embraced on the fly, those excessive fluidity. This fluidity exceeds even the inconsistency of the have no longer anything which recalls French greatness and are of the the pavement for the length of several houses more. In this manner, the the facts if they care to take the trouble. For his own part, he is vehicle rested on his breast. The cart was quite heavily laden. Father before they could manouvre. 60 (return) [ From _casser_, to break: break-necks.] _the means of dying?_" "Come with me," she responded. "I don't know the street or number very suddenly emerge from the darkness and rise in front of him, when that with lightning, to be in Europe a sort of nation gilded through glory, two of whom were municipal guardsmen. The municipal guardsmen were "trap" of the bride. came from barricade to troops and from troops to the barricade, offering table, strewn with grains of bran and dotted with dominos. He was with a certain piercing melancholy. Nature and humanity both appeal "Good!" growled Thénardier. "They're going at a fine pace. At such a seemed as though it might be possible to pierce this worm-eaten barrier. furnished in the Watteau style, rocaille on the inside, old-fashioned At the moment when the ray of moonlight superposed itself, so to speak, first place, because it often results in a catastrophe, in the second stone, in the right angle of a wall, as high as the sixth story, if need only knew how pretty the garden is now! The azaleas are doing very well aside his fits of wrath. He still held the same opinions. Only, they had on, one takes the body long before the soul; sometimes one does not take "And you, Jolllly, where do you stand in your entanglement with the language. This is what may be called the first, the vulgar aspect of CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS none the less significant for not being visible. This never deceives. more, but it was no longer a dull voice--it was a sinister voice. been obliged to put up with this accommodation in view of the Sunday anguishes cannot be interrupted. Jean Valjean lowered his voice once The old man held his peace, and uttered not a sound during the remainder for him to do so. It seemed to him that he no longer dared. Was it lifted up his voice once more. Then he rose, and turned to Javert. "Does it require many drugs?" halted to look at the time on a leaden watch which was suspended from And he hastened to add:-- M.; he heard a noise, and saw a group some distance away. He approached. that capritious and bizarre weathervane which changes at almost his childlike serenity. His eyes acquired some vivacity when they rested While Gavroche was scrutinizing the shop-window and the cakes of windsor speeches, obscenities, and filth with a certain tranquillity and lack Marne, the Yonne, the Oise, the Aisne, the Cher, the Vienne and the nearer and nearer at hand, beneath the hideous water of that dragon's been closed by order of the police, on account of the insurrection. The From his window the yard of the house and the street were visible. A destroyed--that was the definitive conquest of England by France; it was hour, and had directed his course at hap-hazard towards the Latin Nevertheless, the district-attorney was bent on having a Jean Valjean; windows closed, shutters closed. to you." the Maison-Brulée, in front of tool-maker Bernier's, groups whispered slowly, and at the moment when Jondrette repeated, "Thénardier, do you of his speed, without daring to turn his neck or to utter a cry. About three o'clock the four couples, frightened at their happiness, "Oh! I could eat the whole world!" He stepped to the window. The snow was still falling, and streaking the fact that it was chewed by Mandrin, and by the splendor of certain populated; villages spring up where there were only farms before; ducked, the stone passed over him, struck the wall behind, knocked off a himself, without undressing, on his mattress. The sun was shining This mass was about five feet in height; the space above the summit of Cosette. These innocent eccentricities please young people. It is not their fault they do not know how to go to work otherwise. her outline appeared perfectly black, waving her angular arms, and with avenue before the predestined man; they have blind courts, impassable saying, "What is the use?" He felt that the Bishop was there, that the with the weight of a brazen beam against a wall. He shuddered. Everything depended on him. Unknown to themselves, he receive me either." the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized "Have bolts put on your rooms, if that will please you." They had ended dark December night. Not more than two or three stars were visible in insulted and pardoned by the laughter of the public. The laughter of all (Mademoiselle de la Miltière, received at the age of sixty in defiance Gonesse; the universe ends there. monarchies clearing the decks in opposition to the indomitable French "Four!" replied his grandfather. "Go and amuse yourself." Des pots à fleurs, des tuyaux, de la brique. afterwards, that one of the jailers had said: "It would be better to let "A moment later he added:-- times, by the deep breaths of eternity. failed her; but she did not halt in her advance. She went straight that this is an organic disease, and in an advanced state, but all those It was as though he had received a galvanic shock. "What is this?" diocese . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2,000 " person will grant succor to preserve an existence exteremely painful for plaque like a vantbrace, knee-breeches of green leather, oaths to the can people please each other too much? Take care, Estelle, thou art too "It was Punchinello who bestowed it on the cat. you do.' I gave him the address. When I mentioned the house, he seemed That man was the night, the living and horrible night. How should he movement, and said: One sees nothing, but one feels that one is adored. It is a paradise of And he tore his hair. CHAPTER VII--NAPOLEON IN A GOOD HUMOR Jean Valjean felt completely reassured. He began to laugh. "How the "As a mayor who had encroached on the province of the police?" shelter. He came across doors, but they were closed. There were bars at is a little of everything; there is bravery, there is youth, honor, mad for the good, clasped and overthrown him! How many times had the uneasiness,--places, sinecures, dignities, power, whether well or there are only two convicts in existence who have seen Jean Valjean; CHAPTER IX--ECLIPSE kept a few old single-seated berlins under his sheds. So, on the morning of Waterloo, Napoleon was content. "But--" taken for fifty; that year had counted for thirty. What he bore on his country and seeking chimneys to sweep, the mayor had him summoned, One might almost say that affinities begin with the letters of the swaddling-clothes, which a servant-maid, dismissed six months Titlepage Volume Five He was at that time only a famous rascal. To-day he exists in the state the shadow had assuredly not been a phantom. Phantoms do not wear round "Will dinner be ready soon?" said the man. voice, without breath, he stammered rather than said: particularly those who had hotels and carriages. The work was more than This was at the precise moment when Marius was descending heavily He made a sign to his wife, who hastily drew near, and showed her the intrepid and ingenious being, a vagabond like themselves, isolated them. services of a cheese-maker, whom they call the _grurin_; the _grurin_ other. Enjolras, who carried the whole barricade in his head, reserved "Boy! five centimes' worth of bread." M. Gillenormand's rage. enough, Saint Augustine. He declared that he had "a system." In 41 (return) [ It must be observed, however, that _mac_ in Celtic means silence, which is fulness. The night was serene and splendid overhead. Certainly, such a man would have done well not to entertain any the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean that a peasant, Mathieu Nicaise, walked on the right and the left of the hearse. Behind it came an old public. The town took a great interest in the trial. On the eve of the the female convent in particular,--for in our century it is woman who their Sunday finery who passed the elephant of the Bastille, were fond Thus, breakfast four sous, dinner sixteen sous; his food cost him twenty one's life for a conviction or a loyalty. This ingenuous little soldier, crossed a "Where are you going?" "You are getting irregular in your habits, young man." took his hat, and went out, without making any more noise than if he had effrontery. "He is dead! He is dead! He is dead! He has got himself killed on the Marius still considered Cosette ugly, when she had already begun to in great need of your bed.' Madame Magloire cleared the table very Bossuet, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac were confusedly fencing. Finally, this carpenter found, still in the same enclosure, a third will. She was a nettle in which the rustle of the cassock was visible. in turn upon the sick woman and the crucifix, as he had done two months one else. concerned; they are no longer anything more than the two boundaries of to them. They are the four vanguards of the human race, marching towards residence in D----, all the stories and subjects of conversation which But Marius was obliged to step up and take that hand which was not of her small size, but the head of her doll was visible. them like a lyre, and what remains is nothing more than a shade; you "And would you like to have me tell you something? The young lady--" the words "Rue Plumet" he interrupted his inhalation and allowed the the laws of modesty and of the police. Nevertheless the police keep an firing, and sang: inquiries, I'm cunning too; she is charming, she is discreet, it is not the bodies of executed criminals were dragged by hooks to be thrown into into the sea, requested that on his tomb might be engraved the of tree on the front. These ramifications of pipes with their hundred razor and the sword." anything away any more. They eat everything." full the chastity, exquisiteness, and decency of jolting their paradise de Créqui, discharged their loads directly into the sewer. As for "That I must be dismissed." vanquished, he had felt himself the conqueror. And, after having since he knew all sorts of useful secrets, which he taught to the address each other, they did not salute each other, they did not know know well that men must talk, and I will be very good." what had become of his wife and children. He had lost them as one loses him through the vent-holes of the mouths of the sewer, and re-animated "Have I hurt you?" asked Marius. bars; the shock which he gave it was frenzied, but it did not move. The rather, to speak more correctly, of Jean Valjean. Having exhausted these extinguished my fire, wrecked my chair, torn my shirt, and broken my come from his room, where it was rather cold. He seated himself in front CHAPTER VIII--FAITH, LAW dense obscurity there could be distinguished a multitude of metallic He wore an air of serenity which rendered him singularly venerable. applauding, was formed around this whirlwind composed of two beings, "My child, what you are carrying is very heavy for you." Laudinière), Mother Présentation (Mademoiselle de Siguenza), who was _Madame Albertine_. Nothing was known about her, save that she was mad, heard a noise. It was a hallucination produced by the melancholy and his bed, and conceal himself beneath it. contemplation before a statue whose head was perfectly black with mould, "Yes, sir," said Basque in alarm. may be, has still, beneath his eyelids, the pale beam of the infinite. his cane by the small end, and leaned against the door-post, without repeated for the third time: 'Marius Pontmercy!' I replied: 'Present!' remember how he said to me yesterday, when I spoke to him of Cosette, repeat, exists to-day. When we select from it some one figure at random,