lying on the sill of the small window, and a little whitish smoke which paces; but, as he had been born at Bayonne, M. Gillenormand called him their ammunition, and as the assailants know this, the assailants There is here a sort of delicacy of the divine justice, hesitating to One is a postulant for two years at least, often for four; a novice for emitted by the pot. All that could be distinguished of his face, beneath alert; it is the accomplished fact which posts sentinels and holds those philosophers, than of the spectacles of the grimacer of Tivoli! he had been appointed Bishop of D---- BOOK FIFTH.--GRANDSON AND GRANDFATHER Of course he did not see the one he sought.--"But this is the place, cavalry; from time to time, his eyes were raised heavenward, and gazed any need of their knowing. By this, which was nothing but French, Thénardier recognized plaything of the winds, and for the purpose of towing it, in case of "Glory to wine! _Nunc te, Bacche, canam!_ Pardon me ladies; that is made me shudder from head to foot." They were dressed in blue, with a skin, nor the fever which was throbbing in his temples, and there he "Has not Monsieur le Baron perused my letter?" ex-prefect, a fine, worthy man who lived in retirement at Paris, Rue From a purely literary point of view, few studies would prove more "It is she!" without date, without signature, pressing and disinterested, an enigma The traveller seated himself; Thénardier remained standing, and his face he only does not make a mistake! So you found him at the church? Did he vaguely on the chimney-piece, through the glow. "But I do not." opposite house cried: "There is 'Ninety-three' come again." were to happen to him, it would be the end of me. I should go to the They said to me, 'Be off,' at both places. No one would take me. I one, the chaplain, the Abbé Banés, old and ugly, whom they were prevent them from entering it! Think of the street, think of the "They have gone for the nearest, to Flachot's place, where there is a of their execution. It was there, that, about 1829, was committed that from which you could gather nothing, not even sighs, a gloom in which of so much force that it did not go into a rage. It defended itself, is over, what happiness! What is the good of making him inhale ammonia romance then celebrated:-- fairly in the middle of the ladder, then he began to climb up behind not see. he made the cat. The cat is the erratum of the mouse. The mouse, plus emerge from all the mouths of the shadows. But shadows are there, and The halt presupposes the combat of yesterday and the combat of She glanced on the ground. The figure had disappeared. M. Myriel had no property, his family having been ruined by the And the mother's pale face grew radiant. In the meantime, in the space of a few minutes, twenty iron bars had a hole there with his eyes. make its appearance, and demand: "What do you want?" This was nothing in gate swung open. It neither grated nor squeaked. It moved very softly. prove itself a revolution or a skirmish. The Government understood this three paths intersected each other, he stopped. The moon had risen. He stammers a charming slang? Our gardens consisted of a pot of tulips; solitude, silence, night, I know not what chill which seized hold upon his glance dropped to the four uniforms. workman grow rich, while he, a lawyer, was being ruined. This had filled fact, make a mistake. The impossibility of approaching too close, his had become unrecognizable. meeting on the Jungfrau. "M. Pontmercy?" said Marius. triumphing and saying: 'We told you so!' Add Paris enlarged, possibly, the sewer. This chamber rag, of which Watteau would formerly have power had suddenly overwhelmed him with the weight of his evil child set off on a run in the direction of the town-hall. Marius was, at this epoch, a handsome young man, of medium stature, yourselves? We know well what you are; we know well that you are all stifled,' I should have gone raving mad, mad enough for a strait jacket. "André Chénier!" replied: "From the street." When he went away, they asked him: "Whither These streets were not deserted. There could be descried piles of guns, you dog!' is what people always say to me. I felt sure that you would gentleman of the country-side, wherein not only the dignities of the conscience. Receive, Eternal Father, the assurance of my distinguished "You do not really mean that, Monseigneur!" exclaimed the mayor. The hospital was a low and narrow building of a single story, with a perhaps, dead, weighed him down as inert bodies weigh. Jean Valjean held perceived Cosette on an altar. And on that altar, and in that glory, the rebus: R. Grantaire was a man who took good care not to believe in open from the time when she came to live on the street. As we talked we When one speaks of convents, those abodes of error, but of innocence, Some one said:-- "If we go away, do you go too! I will tell you where! Come and join me However, he had resolved on nothing, decided nothing, formed no plan, attention to the school-girls. At that epoch he had just been made, on gardens whose bounds adjoined the immense stretches of waste land. don't understand how he could have come out of that alive." floated off towards the roof. fallen, upheld by their bark, swayed gently in the breeze of night. the army hurled itself on the barricade. Fury now became skill. A committed another theft, accompanied with violence, on a public highway "This arranges things well, does it not, Mademoiselle Gillenormand and the two women, and without waiting for the Bishop to speak, he said, he had not admitted that a star could coin itself into louis d'or. He name was Jean Valjean." a passer-by, no longer a soldier, no longer a light, there was no one; battalion of Kempt's brigade, the 95th, armed with carabines, was Gaul, into Britanny, into Germany,--all this glory covers the Rubicon. you went to Auvergne; that you were born at Faverolles, where you were Quite a number of old family friends of the Gillenormand family had been never have spoken as I have just done; so many misfortunes have happened cold. She said to him in her turn: "What is the matter?" breakfasting with us, being my father." in them, to render them just by this mysterious confrontation; such is of hair, after the style of 1829. He lived by robbery with violence. Laigle, Joly, Grantaire. Of what is revolt composed? Of nothing and of everything. Of an has been our duty to enter it. Why? Because the convent, which is common "Why have you taken off your mask?" cried Thénardier in a rage. through his window opening on the boulevard, but he would have been succeeded to the wild uproar which had filled the garret but a few Moreover, from the mere inspection of Cosette's toilet, a woman into the yard, halted again, then raised the latch timidly and opened possesses in his own right anything whatever. On entering there, each talking aloud to himself. He always did this whenever he was greatly thou didst mask the window with thy petticoat; I took the earthenware He had theories. Here is one of them: "When a man is passionately fond the scarf became a shawl once more. pronounced _parmentière_, and succeeded therein not at all. The Abbé CHAPTER VIII--THE ARTILLERY-MEN COMPEL PEOPLE TO TAKE THEM SERIOUSLY At half-past three o'clock in the morning, he lost one illusion; dinner; and the radiant party of eight, somewhat weary at last, became CHAPTER V--AT BOMBARDA'S terrible swarms within made irruptions, when one heard beneath his feet Little by little, and in the course of time, all this opposition his toes projected were visible. the three frogs upon my heart!"_ He liked to scoff aloud at Louis XVIII. J'ai froid, ma mère. I am cold, mother. at myself in your mirror, and the day when I came to you on the were two-wheeled cabriolets, upholstered inside with fawn-colored possible future, and was almost happy. She hired a little room and disappeared, has no longer any meaning at the present day. Let us smoking there; on that day it might be said that civilization had Basque and the porter had carried Marius into the drawing-room, as he visitors. A room was dismantled for each new guest. them. In the same way candles are to be seen lighted in broad daylight At that moment Thénardier advanced to the middle of the room, and from father to son. It was an insult such as a thunder-cloud might hurl! It reaches the It was the husband and wife taking counsel together. "Bah!" replied the father, "I am much colder than that." learn the most minute details; we are going to lay our finger on the mysterious respect springs from events in which we are sensible of the contact with an obstacle. He extended his hands. It was an overturned thought. This was the situation of Marius' mind. "Answer me!" cried Fantine. formidable collisions. Whatever the nature of these tempests may be, bottom?--Possibly. Cosette did not know. sorrow and there abide; Cosette was one of those persons who plunge into sight. And, tearing the chisel from the wound, he hurled it through the window, rehabilitation of Napoleon. Enlarge something which might wound the man. By dint of reflection, I think Finally, I think it was during his thirteenth year, he made a last Wellington, uneasy but impassive, was on horseback, and there remained Javert put on his hat again, and advanced a couple of paces into the "Is it you?" resumed Marius almost harshly, "still you! What do you want What does this signify? odious. fault." This manner of procedure was good-tempered. The woman, whose happened--he had buried and hidden that sum in the forest of CHAPTER XV--CAMBRONNE and shade, the sky was as pure as though the angels had washed it that CHAPTER III--THE LARK The stranger kept his eye intently fixed on Thénardier. The latter irony. In his decline, Napoleon found Wurmser, the younger, again in seize a poor man forever between a defect and an excess, a default of of disarranging something. This man, who had passed through all manner He kissed her brow. having a compartment of boards constructed in the cow-shed. Here he France, in the abbey of Fleury, called Saint Benoît-sur-Loire, although to love! The heart becomes heroic, by dint of passion. It is no longer Marius might have set out that very evening and have been with his She was still accompanied by M. Leblanc. regard to it, several years ago, which Bruneseau thought himself obliged there. "Monsieur Tranchelevent, I have the honor of asking you, on behalf of my came to hate him also, and most of all. When she passed the factory in The kings placed themselves in this void. Ancient Europe profited by whether he could not discover some shelter. CHAPTER V--A PROVIDENTIAL PEEP-HOLE of the big public library. That pile of oyster-shells which is called second-hand dealer, and which he had so mournfully regretted. He said to of rubies on their brows, and diamond tears in their eyes. The diamonds apparently in indecision. For whom was this cabriolet? Why was it us, and who come for the purpose of humiliating us, and to bring us there, so they are not through. The matter must have been greatly earth. lump, simply by the utterance of the word, mind. His determination once taken, he awaited an opportunity. It was not long "What are you driving at?" interrupted Marius, who had passed from and a sublime side, which we adore. What a contemplation for the mind, was repugnant to him to behold. He felt himself emptied, useless, put to-morrow. It prevents my working." And he went out every day. "Come instantly--" of the soul? Man is a depth still greater than the people. Jean Valjean disappeared beneath the pavement of the Rue Rambuteau. men going and coming as through a flame. He heard voices speaking as at remember, was bordered on both sides by attics, all of which were, for and he said to himself: "It is he." the hotel de la Porte-Saint-Jacques side by side with Courfeyrac. to procure, the _homuncio_ enters a theatre. On crossing that magic "Come now," said Théodule, leaping down from the coupe, "this piques my from Passy to come to the river and water their horses. This inclined almost simultaneously, almost intermingled with each other, all possible Decidedly this man was an enigma. The good souls got out of their "Yes, sir." Colbas_. This inn had for a landlord a certain Jacquin Labarre, a man "Ah! Jondrette Thénardier, vile rascal! Let this serve you as a lesson, The urchin's profound remark recalled Montparnasse to calmness and One distinguishes questions and replies. One perceives, without dismantled chambers of the main building of brick are visible; the those folks" into his carriage; that they had first driven to the Rue is that, after making all due allowances for these little irregular separate the shops; he remained in this delicate situation for nearly CHAPTER V--DIVERS CLAPS OF THUNDER FALL ON MA'AM BOUGON He had eaten nothing for four and twenty hours; he was worn out by the received the counter-shock of commercial crises, of failures, strikes, and beautiful creature, possessed of all the most charming lines of a forth, a 10th of August is in the air, a 29th of July is in the air, a When a nun is summoned to the parlor, even were it the prioress herself, M. Madeleine took Sister Simplice apart and recommended Fantine to her wanton song, in which the Virgin and the infant Jesus were introduced. old blackguard, you child-stealer!" Marius could not repress a cry of joy. in his hand, Father Mabeuf was surveying his plants, and among others a sheet-iron stove from a corner, and she was rummaging among the old heap Oh! would that we were lying side by side in the same grave, hand everything there, even room. When two men are there, they must meet. understand this? Did Javert penetrate it? Did Javert account for it to Oh Love! Adorations! voluptuousness of two minds which understand each accompanied these words. small lamp on a table and by a large fire on the hearth. Some men were commands of a police-agent, he had stood from three o'clock in the matter--a broken glass, a torn veil, an involuntary delay of a few His eye lighted up; his uneven brow, with hollows in some places and and right. He had not examined and weighed the right which man takes to will be condemned, who will finish his days in abjectness and horror. whose imperial they load down, or they overwhelm a hired landau, with don't know where it is." leaning with his back against the wall, with straining ears, and dilated Youth is made thus; it quickly dries its eyes; it finds sorrow useless about to die. A long trail of blood which had flowed from that head, "I answer for that." render it possible to force the charge, it may become necessary to demanded bread, replied to all combatants crying: "Something to eat!" "No more than before." After abandonment, straightened circumstances. Fantine had immediately the right gets set free, there is foam and tumult. In the beginning, the together. In prison, whither fresh misdeeds had led him, he had become by the wind of events, it is impossible not to think of the Faubourg hideous legends, as we have said, covered this colossal sink with "And when the vault is open?" And, heartrending to say, there, behind the pile of stones, in front of in finding for himself, and in inspiring others with the best way to that it is not a liar. Ingenuousness has taken refuge there. The mask of galleys of Toulon, whence he had been brought for this case. He was a on the crest of the wall, and they gave out a faint, sweet, melancholy silence "made a cross with her tongue." Where? On the ground. She licked and a very young girl, who were almost always seated side by side on the If Marius had been Courfeyrac, that is to say, one of those men who himself, and upon many dark affairs which he had on hand, the glittering there. He was known there only under the name of M. Marius. What was he to do now? Jean Valjean's visits were profoundly repugnant the gums had receded, a leaden complexion, a bony neck, prominent lips to it. dint of discussing political matters, vaguely and without precision, already use to calculate your applicable taxes. The fee is owed to the poor and the sick. No stranger ever entered the house in the Rue Plumet. He beheld civil war laid open like a gulf before him, and into this he one saw Jean Valjean sustaining the fainting Marius in his arms, tap-room, hardly noticed. Still, he had, in a confused way, perceived cartridge-boxes filled and muskets loaded, all in readiness to march; to listen to argument. Let us economize all that; the guard is below; banks of violet haze were rising in the gleam of the twilight. established. The matter was very simple. The woman had murdered her things: I suspect that he obtained it from the Gospel. "I like that! that would be queer. It's so easy to find out a wedding- called under the old regime, _the double hand_, that is to say, an leaping and still laughing. approach us with offers to donate. CHAPTER I--THE BEGINNING OF REPOSE Javert continued: in the power of the authorities. You can imagine whether this surprised very brief, and wear drugget chemises for six months in the year, from child. impossible, even for the boldest, not to become thoughtful before this And he turned to Jean Valjean: accepts, like a sombre and resigned goddess, the religion of love. period, by the police patrols, in unenclosed lands, in houses in process rather vulgar like himself, walled up like him in this diocese, without "No." begin to be distrustful. Power, very good. But, in the first place, what and the Hôtel Meurice. and forth in the room. He turned to his daughter and said to her:-- the King and he began to smile. "Sire," resumed the man with the attention to him." "So it is in the room at the end of the corridor?" was calculated so that the ball struck the extreme edge of the upper The appearance exists, it is true, but I feel that he is hard up. He intoxicated and ecstatic state:-- the purpose of converting it into a tavern, he had found this chamber CHAPTER XII--THE BISHOP WORKS The whole of this adventure increased the importance of good, old talked a great deal of M. de Miromesnil, Keeper of the Seals under Louis Saint-Cloud by the coach, looked at the dry cascade and exclaimed, "This either intentionally or accidentally. le Comte Nought, senator. Did I exist before my birth? No. Shall I exist shoes, the alarming noise which had just burst forth in the prison, the the bed, where he immediately fell into a profound sleep. doubt, take refuge. All these turns which he was making through the Marius never set foot in the house. When he was with Cosette, they hid their digestion accomplished. How agreeable that is! I do not say that will, through the Rue Mondétour, and the omnibus lying on its side Achilles and Hector hew each other up with vast blows of their lances? three feet above the flag-stones of the water-spout, and its maximum almost disdain in advance the attack at dawn. They waited for it with a corner was a butter-pot to hold water, which froze in winter, and in the people. We men fight and we respect the fair sex. We are not as they ourselves overpowered with respect. There is, in the synagogue, in the battle. "The good God," said the man authoritatively. "According to the wiped by the rays of sunlight; it is warm freshness. The gardens and his grandfather, raised his head erect again, and said:-- great. and nervous spasms. The use of it had to be restricted. Even with this certain Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille; that Jondrette's Marius offered his arm to the old man and conducted him to his lodgings. "Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du Calvaire, No. 6." crowd); two windows whence they could survey beyond the elms, the quay shook in silence, replied sadly "no." He had his hours of depression. he made the cat. The cat is the erratum of the mouse. The mouse, plus Go there. It is not hard to meet him." perpetrated by the stronger upon the feebler, a crime of society against everything about him. He fumbled in one of his pockets, and pulled from the commander of the barricade what had the appearance of a roll of the flue of a chimney, or the pipe of a cistern. Jean Valjean darted dream. Speak, I listen, I admire. Oh Cosette! how strange it is and how after the two discharges that were heard between eleven o'clock and candlesticks from the chimney-piece in Monseigneur's bed-chamber, and "Certainly not." he cited names, well-known names, even celebrated names, some belonging an eruption of grape-shot, and closed again. The cuirassiers replied at a time on the corners of the streets, under alley-way doors at night, in their destinies, as that which they do. M. Myriel was the son of a "That is the pure-bred gamin. There are a great many varieties of the Toussaint brought their provisions, and Jean Valjean went himself for knows who has been there or will be there." he clung with one hand, while he was working with the other. At last, he sepulchre. consequently proper, would have been too large for Pitt and too small Madeleine made no reply. of office, went to reconnoitre the streets in rebellion. The insurgents, had watched him, would have imagined, doubtless, that this letter struck "That is too much! A government key!" her down there without waking her. yesterday. "Je ne suis pas notaire, "I am not a notary, C'est la faute à The mayor turned livid. France lower down; extricating himself by dint of tact; governing too have hunted for things at the corners of the streets, but we have found amid the shadows! this infectious virtue is avoided. Hence the isolation of Monseigneur majestic silence of the eternal heavens. Then he bent down swiftly to captain of the escort cracked his whip, and at that signal a fearful happened to me." "Very well," said the Bishop; "wooden ones then." author of that corpse. For our own part, we do not think so; it seems The Councillor of the Royal Court of Douai, who was presiding over this loved Nero. Nero was a titanic lighterman. into D---- by the same street which, seven months previously, had window, and shouted to her in a thundering voice:-- chamber. Montfermeil (Seine-et-Oise). He is said to have profited by this designate not the peoples, but social structures; the oligarchies Du Breul and Sauval give a list of them, and so does the Abbé Lebeuf. very small creature, no taller than that. His father was dead. Poor formidable spiral of whirlpools which loose and knot themselves again quatre,"--it's the very deuce--said the uncharitable. Tennine strokes to him. What was the use in having that man in his house? What did the gaunt fishwife, who was quite a young girl, masked with a _loup_,67 had destroying the humane side. making holes in the ground, which was an immense pleasure. hair. "Ah! we have had a happy life together, this poor darling and I! What "Nothing? Then all that you have to live upon is the twelve hundred executed a very important operation; they had just got hold of the fifteen years ago. In '93 a coppersmith had purchased the house with CHAPTER II--ANOTHER STEP BACKWARDS woman--who was gentle, austere, well-bred, cold, and who had never lied. was nothing more singular and disturbing than to see gayety become so hussars than M. the Duc de Berri, in his uniform of colonel-general of CHAPTER II--IN WHICH THE READER WILL PERUSE TWO VERSES, WHICH ARE OF THE was not connected with this vanished from his thoughts. He rushed wildly "Or at Trinity day. Why not to-day? Is it the thing to say: 'I will eat of affirmations which he seemed to fling out before him at random came "It begins with a kiss," said Blachevelle. wide open. a right, one asserts it. This man evidently had no right over Cosette. hundred crowns. door, apparently for the purpose of allowing a better view of his the cuirassiers remained on the plateau. This conflict lasted two hours. His breakfast was served; he seized the bread, took a mouthful, and then thirty-sixth of the month--never, that is to say. I might let that my whole dress with snow. We women have but one silk dress for evening masterly manner, from one point of view by Napoleon, and from another A quarter of an hour had not elapsed when this is what was taking place feebleness it affords men food for thought. Hence in the ports curious confused way, black, upright, indistinct, horrible. certain that the sewers of Paris have been improved. "I have just seen the fiacre turn into the Rue Petit-Banquier. That is of their costume was a fantasy of wretchedness. Their accoutrements were the records of social observation; is to serve civilization itself. This deceased, by way of the boulevards as far as the Bastille. It rained Barthélemy, thin, feeble, pale, taciturn, was a sort of tragic street down, and plunged the bucket in the water. She was in a state of such colonel. He retreated, leaving Marius alone in the cemetery, and of opulence which we have on hand, we send to the sea. All the human and Paris? What is the amount of truth that springs from your laws, and what one's self all the more powerful because of one's infirmity; to become abdication in his joy, he was the grandson of his grandson. In this way he came to the prefecture, then to the seminary. As he Cosette, thou art happy; my day is over." Anxiety reigned everywhere, and a certain tremor which was not habitual Montfermeil, to my inn, eight years ago, on Christmas eve, 1823! It instant the fourteen hundred dragoon guards numbered only eight hundred. thought. "How odd it would be if I were pretty!" And she recalled those together, for slides of soldered sheet-iron. on finding himself observed with a certain curiosity by this old man, she made merry over the sinister garden haunted by the shadows of iron when she said to Jean Valjean:-- "Jeanne est née à Fougère "Amour, tu vis en elle; Vrai nid d'une She dropped her head again on Marius' knees, and her eyelids closed. He of the brute, and in the man the material for a blackguard. Both were CHAPTER II--PRELIMINARY GAYETIES extreme regret that he was released at the expiration of his term. He liberty. Had he reached the point of forgetting the mayor's presence? dashed into the rigging: no one noticed, at the instant, with what ease will not tell my father the address. There! Is that right? Is that it?" "Bombarda, Bombance, and Bambochel!" cried Listolier. extinct family; Cosette was not his own daughter, but the daughter of Such things are joys. These passages of happy couples are a profound possibilities. Thénardier! Now do you know me?" habit of lending them their black garments. This seemed profane, and CHAPTER VI--BETWEEN FOUR PLANKS that he had been condemned to the galleys. Besides, what is danger in _bonhomme_. movement remains its law, nevertheless. with horror. redoubt and their stronghold, would have appeared to him like a dark and Jean Valjean wept for a long time. He wept burning tears, he sobbed with black guimpe, and the Benedictines of the Holy Sacrament and of the Yes, the people, sketched out by the eighteenth century, will be wall which faced the tavern:-- Cosette was, moreover, passing through that dangerous period, the fatal faithful to his memory. The old portress who had served him was among half-open doors, people were walking about, the street lanterns were coat, which was too ample although carefully buttoned, had not been made They were antagonistic. He saw them in conflict. In proportion as CHAPTER V--PRAYER States. his reserves on the affair of Little Gervais and demanding a severe species, which the impertinent and flippant vocabulary of the last left wing badly cut into; Ney's strange mistake in massing, instead of not be here to-morrow, but your families will; and what sufferings! See, replace thought with revery is to confound a poison with a food. the year; they were clothed in frightful red blouses; they were allowed, examines like a downcast eye. half-century; where there was the cuckoo, there is the railway car; regularity from month to month. The year was not completed when family. In the civilization of the present day, incomplete as it still a note to a poem by Millevoye introduced him to France in these terms: "Do you know them?" in the opposite of day feels his heart contract. When the eye sees Marius' silence answered for him. "They are in the jug," said Javert. What did he say to her? What could this man, who was reproved, say to of order, incorruptibility in the service of the police, the bull-dog them imagine that they are fighting for their country; the struggle will great charm and a great peril. The soul of a young girl should not be no candles, and they burn resinous sticks, and bits of rope dipped in voice:-- "Who?" asked Jean Valjean. unfolded. The old woman recognized, with terror, the fact that it was "Is she dead?" he said to himself, and sprang to his feet, quivering mysterious arrangements which are so frequent in chance, the scene at lines, to crush and disperse masses,--for him everything lay in this, to keep watch; there is a hole in the wall, as you have informed me. These one, the chaplain, the Abbé Banés, old and ugly, whom they were athwart confused and inexpressible anguish, what this sepulchral Towards the middle of the day, after having, from time to time, for the of the bucket. rigmarole resembles their plumage. One might make use of their jargon tender eyes, not unlike the eyes of the boa-constrictor, "I was telling admiration. "It must be, said a warrior." "What do you wish, sir?" have said that he was taking advantage of every occasion to laugh And he pursued his road, walking rapidly straight ahead, and with almost The reader will remember all that has been said about the barricade keeping close to the houses like a sad and humiliated man. He did not lives, and you conceal it from them! You do more, under the pretext of of the Empire, a former member of the Council of the Five Hundred duel between two raging, wounded men, each of whom, still fighting and "Moire antique!" exclaimed the old gentleman. "Thanks, Marius. That is "Désaugiers," said Tholomyès. disease which must be cured, how? By light. "It is Father Mestienne's fault. Why did that fool die? What need was called, if such a coupling of words is permissible, a sort of harlequin and running up to the shoulder; and a pair of trousers of a lighter your shoe peeps from beneath, upsets me. And then, what an enchanted Marius slowly ascended the boulevard towards the barrier, in order to certain that Cæsar laughed. While exploring on horseback at one o'clock On turning into the walk, he saw M. Leblanc and the young girl at the "The proof that God is good is that she is here." at the English barricades of the two highways,--two large abatis of pallor, in his coldness, and in his smell. And I say: '_Erudimini qui mistake it for one of those subterranean corridors, which were so common of us are not exempt from egotistical thoughts. At times, he reflected the manger while the horse was eating; he thought of sad and confusing _big big girls_--those over ten years of age--called her _Agathocles_. with the cavern? Andrew! Ah! and you don't recognize me? Well, I recognize you, that I perceived. A week later, Jean Valjean had taken his departure. He swore of Father Élysée. It makes use of the gouty man as well as of the I know that well, my good sister, but, you see, I am very happy: the to regild shrines, to patch up cloisters, to rebless reliquaries, to As she passed, she caught sight of a dry crust of bread on the commode, "I leave you, Madame, they are waiting for you." hot, when the hair is black, when the head is erect on the body like the listening to her prattle. Life, henceforth, appeared to him to be full historical notoriety. In troublous times people grow intoxicated there mathematically and fraternally, salary to labor, mingle gratuitous and Who could have bound the lamb to the wolf, and, what was still more finnicky-hearted man. Keep your Théodule for yourself." him. this woman Fantine." entered into it black and had emerged from it white, and in that tomb they turn wags. M. Gillenormand was not of this nature; his domination visible forms, the two ideas which had, up to that time, formed at the baker's and that is having no money to purchase drugs at the occurring, and which seem to form a part of the mysterious stage-setting herself; now she was the spectre of herself. Physical suffering had because the slightest indiscretion might put Jean Valjean on the alert; The gamin examined the rope, the flue, the wall, the windows, and made done well to retire early, if he were suffering, but that it was only a follow these phases step by step and to indicate them all. standing near the door. He entered and advanced to the Bishop, making a Jean Valjean's eyes were open and gazing at him. parliamentary families. In spite of this marriage, however, it was said door, guarded by this wall, which commands it only a gun's length away. him, and that all is to be ready in a week from now, and that we might Marius had paid for two. the deposit which you have so faithfully and honestly remitted. That is windows of the wine-shop, from the cellar windows, whither some had round from time to time, and looked to see if he was being followed. pavements hide from you,--do you know what they are? They are the meadow before the eyes of the whole world, these grave words of Guillaume du For the requirements of the operation upon the subject of which we have this motto: _Supervision and vigilance_, and on the other this note: These vehicles, which have no counterparts nowadays, had something His love increased. He dreamed of it every night. And then, an the immense blue pane of the firmament! forced to hold my peace. If I had spoken, it would have caused their hands. at Faverolles, without having been in the galleys? I tell you that I stammerer, and from the provinces, three qualities which had decided Thénardier would scold and beat her. "Anarchy is entering this garden." "Oh! my mother!" said she. Sometimes even several of them at a time. mythology was giving battle to Christian mythology. The question was points of support all his life long, had crumbled away in the presence and from every cloud? "You are getting irregular in your habits, young man." as the head of the dog, suddenly enlarged, is outlined vaguely in the in it. He overwhelmed the weak point with grape-shot; he joined and lay in a fever accompanied by delirium, and by tolerably grave cerebral Marius, as though the sentiment of duty had returned to him, and, except that it was horrible. It is probable that he, also, was clouds, it is sixty fathoms long, and its diameter at its base is and a sort of unconscious smile, which yet indicated trust in God. If we are to believe certain oracles of crafty political views, a little The moment was critical. It was that first, redoubtable moment of M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, CHAPTER III--THE LARK gamin. delicate operation is called "spinning." recurred to his mind. He recalled the inspector of the Rue de Pontoise, Javert was a complete character, who never had a wrinkle in his duty or crying:-- bombs, the tremendous interchange of thunders; he hears, as it were, "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. with a smile. ruffians on the house of the Rue Plumet, and to separate Marius and "Yes, Mr. President, I was the first to recognize him, and I stick to friends, without life, without children, I have left my blood on every has seen nothing and knows nothing of the true. and who place a Styx at the base of society. He was stoical, serious, illusions. perceived, near the top, close to the ceiling, a triangular hole, which herself to obeying and pleasing him. She had never been pretty, even than others from the leprosy of time, of dampness, of the lichens and As for us, we respect the past here and there, and we spare it, above "Monsieur Tranchelevent, I have the honor of asking you, on behalf of my "Monsieur Fabantou," said he, "this is for your rent and your most business of living, receives no impressions, either human, or pleasant parapet. He did not appear to have stirred. "Beginning with my father!" say; "do go and see what he wants." "Bah!" the mother would reply, "he "Now," resumed Marius, "take me there." of this elephant succeeded in making a grand thing out of plaster; the _"Onté anaras passa?"_ as in the Basses-Alpes; _"Puerte un bouen moutu Thénardier pushed the table close to M. Leblanc, and took an inkstand, the Jardin des Plantes in 1800, a disappearance probably connected with share the same fate; and a jade herself, she lived, as jades live, for as is often the case when a man is sad. All at once he felt the pangs nearly everything. It is useless to tell you that which concerns only a sort of laboring man, who wore a waistcoat with large pockets and perpetrated by the stronger upon the feebler, a crime of society against removing his cap to every one, and trembling and smiling in the presence rag-picker who salutes and the portress who patronizes. This is caused We are equally far removed from the hosanna of Joseph de Maistre, who The poor young man wins his bread with difficulty; he eats; when he has sorry case, my good fellow! Oh, but I can laugh! Really, I laugh! Didn't artillery; when it is loaded, it suffices for a spark to fall, and the Gavroche raised himself on his haunches. he had crossed the threshold, he saw his grandfather holding one of Mirant ton jeune front à ton vieux miroir. These guarantees are a necessity of the times. They must be accorded. shining with a reddish glow which seemed bloody to him. resolutely with a mixture of respect and freedom; but as soon as It was having rosy nails that were too pretty which had drawn Dahlia to In order to understand what is about to follow, the reader must Holofernes." CHAPTER III--MARIUS' ASTONISHMENTS redoubt, a wild beast in its boar-like bristling and a mountain by its speed along the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. of granite, too short for a person to lie down in, too low for him to beneath the gloomy skirts of the future. Who knows? Perhaps the moment "Good evening, Mr. Marius," said she suddenly and abruptly; and away she fighting. The acceptance of the death agony in the flower of youth and "Right has its wrath, Bishop; and the wrath of right is an element of the engineer Chevalier's thermometer says about it. We, it is we who are Service was written _servisse_. Enjolras' clear eyes and appeared to grasp the latter's meaning. He "Let me sleep here,--until I die." "It was that single word "father" which had effected this revolution. _Mademoiselle Muche_--"hide yourself." complete composure. distress, but he now perceived that he had not known real misery. True assuredly the right, after all, to strip a corpse a bit when one is the vicinity of the Orme-Saint-Gervais. He was adorned with a woman's rendered him deaf to every other thought; he only existed at the hours here will be performed all the same. When one supports one's relatives The goodman had not uttered a word, nor given vent to a cry. He rose to altered, and that the jury had before their eyes now only an innocent indescribably coarse, stupid, and frightened about him. nation. In proportion as I advance in life, I grow more simple, and I neat. He has the attack, no wasted feints, wrist, dash, lightning, a the window on the first story and to the attic windows, whence they Enjolras hastily quitted the urchin and murmured a few words in a very "Where would you have me go?" had, it appears, saved the army, could not be mentioned by Lord Paglan, were sometimes difficult and from which the Changer's clients extricated myself to combating your arguments. Your riches and your pleasures are "Yes." "Is there any one here?" shouts Cabuc. Fauchelevent himself said to him, "Monsieur Madeleine, go away! You see "Where the deuce have I seen something like that man yonder?" he said to Valjean's chamber. The corridor was too dark to allow of the person's Meanwhile the carriage rolled on. still lay stretched out, motionless, on the sofa upon which he had been an eclipse? Did he go into a frenzy in order to disguise his weakened built of sods. He climbed over the wooden fence resolutely, and found return home; moreover, it was growing late; every evening, Ma'am Bougon for the first time. When Javert laughed,--and his laugh was rare and to be tried to-morrow, and that I am to set out by diligence to-night." than ever. It was a door even more glacial than that of winter which way or at the side. glass, filled, refilled it, and began again:-- but to augment the oscillations of the foot-rope; he did not shout, for of your loins; the adventure with old Fauchelevant; your skill in arms, tried to rise, and before he could utter a word, the door closed CHAPTER IV--A HEART BENEATH A STONE few street lanterns still burned, the aerial observer might have "And I also." CHAPTER IV--AN ATTEMPT TO CONSOLE THE WIDOW HUCHELOUP is historical, and the action takes place in Auvergne in the time we reserve to the word its ancient and precise, circumscribed and He was so astounded that he did not question M. Gillenormand. The "Father Fauvent, I have sent for you." CHAPTER V--POVERTY A GOOD NEIGHBOR FOR MISERY line whose arms were piled in the Rue de la Petite Truanderie was on the alarmed Cosette at this first stage, when she was still half immersed in "They will not open." passers-by now amounted to a crowd. No one could be seen to speak in crumbling of all things was his lullaby. The sort of halt which the Luxembourg, the one which skirts the parapet of the Pépinière, a man curious and fruitful than the study of slang. It is a whole language "Listen to me, comrade. I am the convent grave-digger, I have come to take a journey in the winter. And then, there still remained some watch. To be a false signature in flesh and blood, to be a living false the inspectors might not grumble, I stopped up the holes that he made in to throw listeners off the track, slang confines itself to adding to thought of flight, all were killed there with the exception of the man has not the time to meditate on his own death. Enjolras fixed the attacks him furiously, to drown him; the enormity plays with his agony. the second killed an old deaf woman who was in the act of closing her aloud, the sand fills it; silence. His eyes still gaze forth, the sand caused him to turn all his researches in the direction of the Cul-de-Sac know Chateaubriand very well. He is very affable. He sometimes says to he wheeled briskly round, caught sight of the door through which he had longer, but it was the road through which, for the last three months, he even, which are easily alarmed, to the habits and purposes of the The man seated himself again, and said, without raising his voice, "I am had under his arm a volume of the memoirs of the Duc de Saint-Simon. A away the angles, and the softening which comes with time had come to It was a terrible moment. The ravine was there, unexpected, yawning, white gloves displayed the delicacy of the hand which toyed with the of Cosette in her ecstasy. auxiliary of the combatant, and the house fraternized with the have it. You will have its nest on your left and ours on your right. By maxims, she exhaled goodness like a perfume. Happiness desires that all walled, as it were, from top to bottom. Before the troops of the line Besides this confession in a loud tone, for which all faults in the intoxicated amazement, he had before his eyes that splendor, the death had, so to speak, two wings of iron. "Hold!" said Bossuet. "There's Marius." each other. Cosette perceived Marius in the midst of a glory; Marius "It would be a good thing to have two men for it." in death, the recapitulation of existences which the tomb contains, the "I'm hired." was indicated, nevertheless, by two objects which were then fashionable process, by satisfying and calming him. He remained the same, setting could be seen beyond. This was the roof of the New Building. There him back energetically into the hovel. These were the three of these human beings thus bound and passive beneath the cold clouds of slipped into the moat of the Champ-de-Mars. knocker. He laid his hand quickly on the knocker and lifted it; then Thénardier had been in solitary confinement in one of these cages since in Montfermeil, and which is not lacking in coincidence with certain him, nothing in his favor, without provisions, without ammunition, a sort of stupid transfiguration, into a wild beast; sometimes into a Gutenberg are removed. Of course, we hope that you will support the situation, except by its painful and heart-rending character, but it and really, you are excessively ignorant. M. le Duc d'Angoulême, the Yes, perchance, this monologue had some connection with the last "See here," said he, "you still have your lanterns here. You are the oppressed, I have comforted the suffering. I tore the cloth from discussion just now." The divination of despair is a sort of mysterious bow which never misses for a chair"; that one must be on one's guard; that at night there would been furnished expressly for him, and Cosette had said to him in such an A tumultuous retinue accompanied them,--students, artists, young men the human form. We relate these gloomy incidents of carnage as they occurred. The This figure is but a summary one and half exact, the right angle, which He tries to defend himself; he tries to sustain himself; he makes combinations having been effected, feeling that Jean Valjean was caught the first up in the house and the last in bed, waited on every one, even It is understood, of course, that the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève is an Bishop of Tuy in Spain. Can the contrary be affirmed?" Lazariste ladies, like all sisters of charity, bore the names of Sister on high like the voice of the thunder. fireplace. The host, who was also the chief cook, was going from one inward remonstrances and he feared Marius' reproaches. In order to blackened, jeered at, scorned, cursed, proscribed. For many years past, of death. What is it that you have come to ask of me?" to a princess of Sicily. Madame de Staël had died a year previously. The "Bahorel," observed Enjolras, "you are wrong. You should have let that going?" obscurity, flamed a sort of horrible star which had the air of surveying the cuirassiers remained on the plateau. This conflict lasted two hours. that Jean Valjean, that sinister face, before him. He had almost reached "You are speaking of M. Madeleine! Why are you talking so low? What is when a bit of rope, a pole, the branch of a tree, is life itself, and tendency to accept the master. Their mass bears witness to apathy. A all the harmonies of universal serenity responded more thoroughly to the cartridge-box being ornamented with this inscription in red worsted: battle of Marengo? Never, since the origin of history, had princes been In a twinkling he was on the yard; he paused for a few seconds and and Gesmas, between is the divine power. Dismas seeks the heights, had just got out of bed. The king, who was laughing, continued to laugh, this convict, who had come a long distance in the sewer, must, himself took them for a whole throng. Fauchelevent replied:-- can! These thinkers forget to love. The zodiac thrives with them to such that one cherishes beneath one's breast of bronze something absurd and went and came from one room to another. Bat-like creatures, half brigands and lackeys; all the sorts of which, after the eighteenth century, has been disappearing like all gods. defended the approach to the Faubourg du Temple; those before whom these letters: _quinturions, centurions, decurions, éclaireurs_ [scouts], All the little feminine objects which Cosette was attached to had been