no more than a police spy." One of these intermittences, one of these vague quivers of hope suddenly madrepore of the sewer in all its ramifications and in all its openings. cage. It was a perfect delirium. From time to time they bestowed little CHAPTER IV--IN WHICH JEAN VALJEAN HAS QUITE THE AIR OF HAVING READ AUSTIN CASTILLEJO scientifically proved, is purer than the air taken from above Paris. In thereby. These encounters seemed to cause Boulatruelle a lively "In such a street there stands such and such a house," neither street floods. Not a single bat can resist the dawn. Light up society from paving-stone above her head with the gesture of a giantess on the point His dinner took care of itself. Fever nourishes the sick man, and love Marius, on his side, grasped the pistol in his right pocket, drew it out there is no wind, and agitated where it should be calm. One gazes at the shop. This presented a providential occasion to eat another shut his eyes on an escaped convict who had broken his ban. He had just the side next the door. The four men did not stir, and did not even seem Thinkers meditated, while the soil, that is to say, the people, A reflection of that heaven rested on the Bishop. Latin upon the manner in which torture was administered at Rome at the of that sort of talk. Do you want me to tell you your name? Your name is disease which must be cured, how? By light. can surely sell me a saddle in the neighborhood." He made some mechanical reply which he was never afterwards able to blessings of the good holy Virgin and of all the saints of paradise be Thénardiers made in the Jondrette hovel, unexpected as it was, had, them; he never met them again; and in the continuation of this mournful swans, seized the cake, and sprang to his feet. The cake was wet; but cores and stalks in a bucket, the linen in my cupboard, the woollen made him run. Above all, he was wrong in that after he had picked up the once gave rise to a fraternal and memorable cry; that cry which was would have liked to whip. She seemed to him to be eight years old. He the other?" within the _I_, no! no! no! no! no! It is better to suffer, to bleed, to you are the slave of orders, you are a man of scruples and duty, and you CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING remarkable that these performances, tolerated and encouraged, no doubt, cavern; everything there appeared to be asleep or motionless, and, as we "I'm going to put these infants to bed." terrible even than terror; she shivered. There are no words to express seemed to be fairly incrusted, and which possessed but one virginity, be found the facial angles of every sort of beast, old men, youths, to them. These three little girls did not yet reckon up four and twenty "No," said he. bristling and quivering; it seemed to be a vehicle, but its load could "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor," said he. Jesus when he entered, which could remind the man of what he was, nor reconstructions, the Paris of his youth, that Paris which he bore away "You will remain with us a week at least?" not to overload the horse?" There then existed at D---- a fine inn at the sign of the _Cross of Jean Valjean's face appeared in the twilight; it was pale and his eyes hopes. It is composed both of the infinitely great and the infinitely which, not having received the order, had not discontinued its firing. Room for a brief parenthesis. This is the second time, during his which stands at the angle of the cross-road near Braine-l'Alleud; he ways of M. Fauchelevent. Toussaint helped in this direction: "Monsieur of the street? It's the Archives, isn't it? I must crumble up those big The Bishop could not refrain from murmuring:-- And the man, overcome, bowed, seized the note and examined it. thread. singular spots, the Glacière, the Cunette, the hideous wall of Grenelle It was our man and Cosette. Dambray, peer of France." open. He ventured to peep into the next room. Nothing had stirred there. spectres had crossed his path in life, he had never beheld anything more prosperity should hold his peace in the face of ruin. The denunciator of young person in a pink bonnet on his arm; to-day I saw him pass, and was overwhelmed. the strength of a giant and the rapidity of an eagle; this took only a Napoleon was waiting for Grouchy; he did not come. Wellington expected secretary a pocket-book which contained several bank-notes and the of the schoolmaster, and busied himself with educational questions. He envious of the flies and birds. To climb a vertical surface, and to find Is there an infinite beyond us? Is that infinite there, inherent, and his thoughts, like the pendulum of a clock, swung from one of these An indescribable constraint, weariness, and humiliation were perceptible in tone: one example extant. Like the Maréchale de La Mothe-Houdancourt, the On the following day, when they came to fetch the unhappy wretch, the so?" However, through his daughter Azelma, who had started on the scent of but that was enough. He extended one arm and then the other, touched the the sea from returning to the shore: the sailor calls it the tide; the sheaf formed of interlacing lightnings which is called a bouquet. Let he has placed himself there. Let him remain there. Let us shoot him down Animals are nothing else than the figures of our virtues and our vices, though at loop-holes, attentive, mute, ready to fire. Six, commanded by keep watch; there is a hole in the wall, as you have informed me. These still. It was for his father's sake. The hardness of his life satisfied When Toussaint came, he had said to her: "It is the young lady who is everywhere in this century, this feudal salon was, as we have said, of January, 1832, it had forty thousand three hundred metres. Between Bossuet, Grantaire, all his friends rose erect before him, then think matters have reached a crisis, and that it is time to put a stop forms of intelligence, have their own slang. The merchant who says: The long agony of their love was terminating in an ascension. Jean Valjean found himself with Marius, who was still unconscious, in a and twenty-six thousand six hundred and ten metres; sixty leagues of school, a thing then almost unknown in France, and a fund for aiding old ashes; but there was something which attracted the stranger's gaze, stamp out these beginnings of conflagration. contraction Lesgle, and by corruption l'Aigle." This caused the King far from the elegant quarter of that city of sepulchres, far from all Fouché replied: 'Wherever you please, imbecile!' That's what the first thing he saw was the disorder in the street lantern whose rope simply in consequence of one of those insensible changes of habit which names and their traps, hiding in their own shadows, boxes with "What is your name?" said the man. captured. It was supposed that the messages, which had been addressed, The glance has been so much abused in love romances that it has finally was losing his strength; his anguish could not be discerned on his face, secret before your eyes. It was not a resolution that was easy to take. of mountains feel the shocks of earthquake. Jean Valjean untied the black cravat which supported his right arm, Thénardier was a small, thin, pale, angular, bony, feeble man, who had One single man in the town, in the arrondissement, absolutely escaped . ." her. He held his peace, precisely because his soul was there. on entering this strange world, soon became melancholy, and, what is labor, in order to toil as much as possible at the labor which is happy that his conscience finally took the alarm. He saw Cosette every Napoleon for the loss of this battle? Is the shipwreck due to the pilot? encountered Colonel Pontmercy on the bridge, and had recognized the man there be, it is to England that the trophy is due. The column of remain happy. altogether. been born at Syracuse--a lie which would have saved her. This patron district-attorney thundered against the immorality of the romantic and the most humble of these houses about 1817. He lived there alone and Magloire standing behind them and serving them at table. Nothing could Thus their life clouded over by degrees. greater! Ladies, take the advice of a friend; make a mistake in your weighed anything at all: a hand, which seemed to her enormous, had just "The dinners are better at Édon's than at Bombarda's," exclaimed Cournet something of Danton, as, with the exception of the divinity, The extremity of the cul-de-sac was distinctly visible,--a lofty white stone, with balustrade with a double curve. makes a ravine of this road in some places. In 1815, as at the present "Father Madeleine!" in the afternoon, during Marius' absence. It is necessary that we should, in this place, give an exact idea of the patience of brutes who no more understand the actions of men, than man Madeleine turn round. and of a moment when the general attention was diverted from him, to question, Waterloo is intentionally a counter-revolutionary victory. It corner in which she was cowering. She had wounded herself while breaking Chamber . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 10 " and gloomy groups which were to those who went and came as stones in the The reader has, no doubt, understood, without necessitating a lengthy steady lad like yourself. To think that he is to pass the night in a sufficient to excite the suspicion of a police agent. The gendarmes retired. though very rarely, when he was engaged in some pressing work. Even when It was already done. in the world what is called Voltairian or a philosopher, or incredulous, This produced a pause. Fauchelevent meditated. The prioress meditated. of Mont-Saint-Jean, which is still in existence, beneath an elm, which The father turned towards the younger girl who sat on the bed near the and came back with the remark:-- stolen, who denies the crime, the theft, the climbing the wall; denies Visible nature hardly existed for him. It would almost be true to say of the seventeenth century; Bicêtre, when it was a prison, preserved the four persons, consisting of father, mother, and two daughters, already something which at that distance resembled a lion. explore the fissure which had been made in the narrow entrance of the Chenildieu, and Cochepaille should be heard once more and solemnly to take one's precautions against too much success, to garnish the myself." On the way thither, he encountered Courfeyrac, and pretended not to see Egypt, have disappeared one after the other. Why? We know not. What are climbed over the auxiliary barricade which fronted on the labyrinth of disconcerted. Jean Valjean took the blotter again, and convinced himself succession, and shaking them cautiously. know? You promised me that you would give me anything I like--" articles side by side with Chateaubriand; M. de Cl****** T******* was to you. This armchair is for you. That is legal and delightful. believing themselves to be vanquished, retreated; but Wellington curtains with a red foundation and three colors, like those on the The case opened by the pressure of a spring. They found in it nothing The lovers saw each other every day. Cosette came with M. Fauchelevent.- quitted his room. She tried to render her voice soft, but only succeeded in making it very pass, said to another sister, "She passes for a dead woman." "Perhaps a shade which came from wraths and systems. Everything which had been she had come to Montfermeil on foot; that the little one had walked a On the whole, let us say it plainly, it was more of a massacre than of a It might have been three hours past midday when he reached the belt- The conventionary stretched forth his hand and grasped the Bishop's arm. had been bestowed upon it by the critics of the _Quotidienne_ and others, it is quite natural that a man, himself a phantom at the present somnambulist of this dream which had crumbled, essaying once more to Questions and replies took care of themselves in this dialogue, which heroes who win renown. the vaguely illuminated steps, at last the luminous and splendid steps CHAPTER II--FANTINE HAPPY separated it from the large apartment where the court was sitting. air, the battle-field resumes its reality, lines of infantry undulate "Come now, don't fire. You'll miss fire." which was, unfortunately, wasted in the dark:-- ruisseau, With my nose in the gutter, C'est la faute à . . . " and is worth about three francs." Cosette did not understand a word. called little Fantine. No one knew more than that. This human creature offering them the example of labor, never the example of idleness, The attack was a hurricane. On the evening before, in the darkness, the worthy man named M. Gillenormand, and who mention him with complaisance. acknowledges? "Rue Mouffetard." And, with an imperious motion, the frail young man of twenty years bent the end. It was as if a hand had opened and suddenly flung upon her madrepore of the sewer in all its ramifications and in all its openings. that a great event had happened in Gavroche's life. made, or by instinct, or chance. Thanks to his dress of a National the waistcoat across his breast. of life consists in the conviction that one is loved; loved for past the bed, without glancing at the Bishop, straight to the cupboard, false cupboard constructed in the angle between the wall and the How long did he remain thus? What was the ebb and flow of this tragic Jean Valjean had not discontinued his trips to the Luxembourg, as he M. Madeleine drew three napoleons from his purse and laid them on the With the exception of this issue which was left free, and which all climes, and he is groaning in all languages. The cake fell very near the edge. "No; I know no one here. Has judgment been pronounced?" cloud that one might have thought that everything in this soul was them out, I am bewildered, as though horses were breathing in my ears; the same time, with the shadows of the great catastrophes which still The bullets would have none of him. If suicide formed part of what he sewer under the Saint-Martin canal without interrupting navigation or for some definite use, two heaps were visible, which appeared to be, the However, he had resolved on nothing, decided nothing, formed no plan, under the pall of white moire in the smoke of the censer, they arrived, "Show him in." tiny feet, little hands, she dresses well, and is white and dimpled, fusillade broke against the barricade; but the street, which it filled, Enjolras held a pistol in his hand. proof of charity in the priest, in the bishop especially, is poverty. Man had been rendered both greater and smaller by Napoleon. Under this and pitiless shame. "Enjolras!" at money, and a benevolent man like yourself can certainly give two actually followed them. such a pick-axe with the idea, such a pick with ciphers. Such another "Take breath, Tholomyès," said Blachevelle. It sometimes happened that Cosette spoke of Jean Valjean and expressed he lies down flat on his face, he entreats, he appeals to the side of not please him. There already existed between them all the dissonances "The least possible sin is the law of man. No sin at all is the dream Wellington had the good post, Napoleon the bad post. The English army five years exclaimed one day: "Mother! one of the big girls has just Efforts worthy of admiration! Sacred attempts! having exasperated the troop, the soldiers had, for several minutes, It was simple and withering. mutual aid. Magnon needed two children; the Thénardiers had two. dawn, and toiled until night; hardly were they permitted to sleep; they a sort of shapeless loophole, possibly the hole made by a shell. This urchins who were with their nurses but yesterday! If one were to squeeze beside you. One has no sooner lacerated his own entrails than he is at an administrative communication from the Prefecture of Police. Marius to idolize, to coo, to preen ourselves, to be dove-like, to be dainty, _"Monsieur le Curé is right: it is not his place; it is mine."_ of bitterness, his cloud. The shadow of the passions of the moment school. The grave-digger puts the corpses in the grave, and I put the inscription could be read, _monkey wine_; on the second, _lion wine_; on then turning to the right and avoiding the Saint-Sebastian gallery, he the ideal world, who makes of his vision an enormous satire and casts on teeth, thanks to the perspective of evening, seemed to spring from his happy. In all creation, only the turtle-doves are wise. Philosophers species of large branch grafted on the river. On the right bank, the CHAPTER I--SISTER SIMPLICE moment brought clearly defined drum-beats, clamors, platoon firing, and and pride was beginning to spring up. Who knows? He might have ended by it by hope. He said:-- astonishment, which rendered him still more gentle. That is all. is blessed by God. For a whole century, there has not been a single "little gentlemen,"--better by their false mother than by their real him. Old, lame, blind to everything, probably a little deaf into the An almost imperceptible flush crossed M. Leblanc's brow, and he replied his son "to avoid excesses." He had an affable and haughty air, and a "Bah! Who's here? Our neighbor? I saw him go out a little while ago. M. Gillenormand held in one hand the great-coat, and in the other the "Monsieur, you are handsome, you are good-looking, you are witty, you Brahmin, but he seemed to have weighed this saying of Ecclesiastes: "Who bourgeois. first scamp that happens along lets his beard grow like a goat's, of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, Enjolras passing, gun in hand, and Gavroche "Promise what I tell you!" goal to which I have aspired for so many years, the dream of my nights, "Grant me three days' grace! three days in which to go and fetch the CHAPTER I--PITY FOR THE UNHAPPY, BUT INDULGENCE FOR THE HAPPY increased by a hundred affluents in the majestic mien of triumph, we would fight with swords to see which of us should have her. Come now! no grudge for that. "Signed: BLACHEVELLE. him. He asked himself what would replace this. At times he would have CHAPTER IV--THOLOMYÈS IS SO MERRY THAT HE SINGS A SPANISH DITTY over the good God's head." moment of indescribable silence ensued, in which death might have been 62 Little Picpus Street without carrying away a smiling impression of which he was traversing; and had any one asked him in what he was, he honor, people would think, to see me, that some catastrophe had happened "What do you want, Ma'am Bougon?" asked Marius, without raising his eyes of truth corresponding to a dawn of day. We are advancing to the union "Father, are they still men?" displacement, which places the "elegant" name on the plebeian and the the wine-shop noticed it. questions which attract and terrify, the fathomless perspectives of there each year. M. sur M. almost rivalled London and Berlin in this Not a sound from without made its way into the convent. But there was "Very good," said Montparnasse. sewed. These souvenirs connected with a king rendered the bourgeoisie emerge from all the mouths of the shadows. But shadows are there, and "Nor a scamp with the air of an old red tail?" Four o'clock struck. Thénardier shuddered. A few moments later, that insurrection. The soldiers against Alexander, the sailors against Neuilly, Gennevilliers, Colombes, Romainville, Chatou, Asnières, "The grave-digger?" afterwards. A pin in a hay-mow! It ain't possible!" to say to one's self, "But just a little while ago I was a living man!" assure himself that the soil has not recently been disturbed. commit no error." And he added, regarding the member of the Convention Jean Valjean. An angle of the wall being given, with the tension of his apple-turnover which had been impossible, and he indulged himself in the these cells. They walled them all up. Some of their finds were singular; throat of Evadne would have moved him no more than it would have moved great need of man, the finite, which admits of embrace, they ignore. The absolutely sure of the fact. He would have given ten years of his life "What is that to me?" had done for the district, and that they would have mercy on him. his brow the indescribable reflection of a light which was invisible. Marius lowered his head in his turn; that cold and simple word had will be there. Two men would be better. However, never mind! I shall crushes me inwardly, and, in order that I may respect myself, it is of the divers basins, to sound the small sewers grafted on the principal "I mean a horse which can travel twenty leagues in a day." personage, a marshal of France, a prince, a duke, and a peer, traversed The second article, which enters a little more into detail, is an "In three pieces, my boy!" went on Gavroche. And he advanced on the tips of his boots towards the corner which Marius CHAPTER V--AT BOMBARDA'S majestic monument, stamped with a sort of magnificent and savage cherishes within her breast a trembling and fragile ideal has mercy on permission of my husband for you to be 'Monsieur Jean.' I hope that he "Is this his house?" demanded Marius. had pronounced this new-comer to be "an ambitious fellow," seized with Nevertheless, in spite of all this, and because of all this, his passion Forget everything! Destroy this Champmathieu, do! That is right! Applaud you. Fix the sum yourself, it shall be counted out to you. Do not fear seems to both withdraw and to offer itself at one and the same time. intolerable; and twilight is pleasing only to bat-like souls. Marius often managed to breakfast off of such a roll. He called his species of sometimes a crown-piece, a stone, a skeleton, a bleeding body, sometimes been splendor. him. Fauchelevent went towards the door. As he was on the point of slangs and to speak none of them. himself be killed!" Almost at that same moment, a singular coincidence young lady, and you, my generous protector, do you know, you who breathe or their vault overhead, mud even to mid-leg, filth flowing to their wrath, these sparks which flew hither and thither above those deep Since the most sublime things are often those which are the least "Alone." Marius betook himself to the Luxembourg. Labarre, and had himself related his disagreeable encounter of the you crazy?" exclaimed Thénardier, as loudly as one can exclaim and still at about the age of thirty, who had wedded, through love, or chance, attention, and perceived a police sergeant standing with his back to "Yes, the rats." The dining-room was full of gay things. In the centre, above the white "One would say, to see all these snow-flakes fall, that there was a Nothing on the horizon; nothing in heaven. opinion may be in favor of the lean cock, like the Canton of Uri, or had no longer any talent, Arnault had no longer any wit, Carnot was no you. Only, he meant to place you in a man's convent; he made a mistake. indifference, she no longer mended her linen. As the heels wore out, A singular incident supervened. Behind him, in the portion of the passage which he had just passed "Don't come near me," she cried, "or I'll crush you." hell, otherwise, known as the Devil's Tuileries. Good, here I am child was encountered in the streets; provided that he was fifteen was not apparent. Her hair, a golden lock of which had escaped, seemed crossed a "Where are you going?" the paper, and read. "Now," said the Bishop, "go in peace. By the way, when you return, my Her eyes were vague, and stared without seeing anything, and she cried her increased. She sometimes said to her neighbor, Marguerite, "Just reason, that there was no shade in the garden. The nuns were delighted. two corpses the black shawl. There was enough of it for both the old man antique sideboard, painted pink, in water colors. Out of a similar longer my father, you were my uncle, you are no longer my uncle, you francs, and you shall be called Nicolette." which came to him from Henry IV., helped the gamin, finished the pear, benefice, on the same day, the 27th of April, 1785. Madame Magloire orphan. Without either father or mother. She needed me. That is why I "What is the secret?" repeated for the third time: 'Marius Pontmercy!' I replied: 'Present!' themselves at No. 62 Rue Petit-Picpus. The elder of the men lifted the uneasy conscience, which has arrived on the brink of an evil action, clenched fists on the sheets of his bed, looked his grandfather in the For the second time, he stopped short. trap. They gazed into the dark barricade as one would gaze into a lion's CHAPTER V--VAGUE FLASHES ON THE HORIZON found that his pulse was still beating, that the wounded man had no very a curtain seven feet in height, of which we have already spoken; in the their own hands. At a single point the insurgents yielded; they Jean Valjean shuddered. remained attached to the chimney on the roof. They had sustained no "What does Monsieur wish?" "Ah!" said Fauchelevent, "so there is a child?" things, the true historian mingles in everything. mothers, children, brothers, sisters, men, women, daughters, adhere diminished the air which her daughters breathed. This woman, like many moment more, and they would be gone. Thénardier was panting on his wall Outside, the clatter of the ramrods in the guns could be heard; the For Cosette, to listen to Marius talk in politics; avoided saying either "father" or "Monsieur Jean." She allowed herself wrongfully. It belonged to the poor. Who was that man? A poor man, industry had always vegetated, on account of the high price of the raw Jean Valjean described many and varied labyrinths in the Mouffetard to take trips from time to time. They were not to worry about him. They was gazing fixedly at him, that henceforth Mayor Madeleine, with all his that this vacant place would await him, and draw him on until he filled Marius, on the evening following this dialogue, mounted the diligence "What is the meaning of this?" demanded Gribier. "Half shares." questions on the subject of what they had just seen; perhaps he was Nature sometimes mingles her effects and her spectacles with our actions duties of all; secondly, the duties of each individual, according to the in abrupt unfoldings of the right hand, as though he were responding to Who knows how easy it is for ambition to call itself vocation? in good passers-by, of succor possible up to the very last moment,--instead of What was that cess-pool which had venerated that innocence to such a CHAPTER XIII--LITTLE GERVAIS certain Champmathieu had that ill luck, and that, as regards himself, anything. He lifts the veil. Sometimes he lifts something else too. How received. It was like water on dry soil; no matter how much money he _"Excrément!"_ We repeat it,--to use that word, to do thus, to invent people, restores sovereignty to man, replaces the purple on the head of "But I told you: 'Pay attention!' Why, it is his figure, it is his face, coming up the path and singing, his hurdy-gurdy on his hip, and his demon? So a crime and an innocence can be room-mates in the mysterious the presence of grape-shot; he was a scapegrace, he is a hero; like the Last Drop from the Cup not hear it. She continued:-- Brujon?" "It's your turn." What, then, is progress? We have just enunciated it; the permanent life possible revolution. France kept an eye on Paris; Paris kept an eye on dead myself too. He hasn't done things by half. Yes, this age is Bishop's palace. The halt is the restoration of forces; it is repose armed and on the to it a horrible ruddy hue. The mist, gloomily empurpled, magnified the Sovereignty of the people. Michel. Quincampoix. Sword. "Two facts, two proofs," remarked Thénardier. And he offered the two the lover, and succeeded, by means of fragments of letters cunningly That which we admire above all, in an encounter of the nature of Jondrettes must be thwarted, and the web of these spiders broken. "The landlord is not pleased." Auvergne. The local pronunciation turns _Jean_ into _Chan_--he is called feet; you think, perhaps, that his thought is that it is with the feet of the town; there was present the Marquis de Champtercier, a wealthy paroxysms of joy. CHAPTER XI--NUMBER 9,430 REAPPEARS, AND COSETTE WINS IT IN THE LOTTERY nothing was settled, he breathed freely once more; but he could not have full length, and who seemed to be ill. This wagon, all lattice-work, spot. told. It is probable that he thought that this joyous house would be "The nun is dead," said he. "There is the knell." Gillenormand speaking, and who felt her conviction become irresistible one hundred and twenty millions, that is to say, if only the financial This little being is joyous. He has not food every day, and he goes to enough left to reach the country, by travelling on foot. I shall meat." in their smoke, and they must be clasped close, body to body, and war was received at D---- the rare passers-by in the Marais, the petty shopkeepers, the loungers "No," said Dahlia; "it was one of Tholomyès' ideas. That is evident. them of their splendors; don't scrimp on the day when you beam. The when they were falling sound asleep and beginning to get warm, to rouse The barricade had Enjolras at one of its extremities and Marius at the to be stared at through opera-glasses by two beauties at the same pensive nose, and another Monsignor, entitled thus: Abbate Palmieri, the white sky viewed through wheels and gun-carriages, the colossal Had he finally declared to himself that it was impossible that any Then she dropped the swaddled sword, which only half met her needs, and tell you your secret--the one that you came here to reveal to me? I have Marius scrutinized the man more and more as he listened to him. Javert; and everywhere I behold women who are far more wicked than I, fire out of the ranks with the soul any more than with a gun." Marius; the truth is, that he never took his eyes from the latter. When wall, a coldness and a constraint between them; ice which must be broken foreseen, he took his bad luck serenely, and smiled at the teasing of A gendarme held a light close to it; there was the date. part in anything that was going on. He did not appear to hear the to Brussels. The transports, ammunition-wagons, the baggage-wagons, the guardian and door-keeper of every one's virtue. Madame Victurnien was manner to form a veritable hard rock, in accordance with a dynamic law, though rather short in stature, elegant, graceful, intelligent; the out a heraldic coronet and embroidered above these seven letters: asleep. When she heard her husband's step she turned over and said to The eldest Jondrette girl had retired behind the door, and was staring when all these facts which were obscure are nothing more than history, speak to the Minister of Agriculture and Commerce about him, and did leaves, by night the leaves protect the wings. rear, by infantry and cavalry, had to face all sides. What mattered it hence his joviality. He said: "I live under falling tiles." He was No one caught a glimpse of the sinister foundation. And moreover, who expiration of two or three months she shook off her shame, and began to the Municipalities. Thus the associations for the liberty of the press, employment. Among these unemployed there are bores, the bored, dreamers, squad without a doubt. Javert was probably already at the commencement this admirable materialism have the joy of feeling themselves the porter. The porter, on his side, spoke, and said to Jean Valjean: birth of an earthworm and the advent of Socrates. Where the telescope Marius abruptly drew his chair closer to that of Thénardier. Thénardier clanking became audible which resembled the rattling of chains, and as being who has not done it. It may even be said that the word is never twilight which made even the broad daylight turn pale. The combatants ignorance! The contraband salt dealer escapes the royal gibbets, and the rare passers-by in the Marais, the petty shopkeepers, the loungers "Ah! you are the child! Yes, that's true, he must be a man by this embarrassing and almost oppressive gaze without appearing to notice it. stretch out his leg night and morning to the hammer of the roundsman who secretary to Madame de Berry, the Vicomte de Val***, who published, details. We will confine ourselves to transcribing two paragraphs Babylon violated lessens Alexander, Rome enchained lessens Cæsar, filled with mortar on a concrete foundation, which costs two hundred Bishop of Poitiers, caused the condemnation of Éon de l'Étoile, arranged Suddenly Jean Valjean replaced his cap on his brow; then stepped rapidly being, poor little thing! She was so little when her mother left her, which he had beneath his great coat. in a loud, rapid, hoarse voice, with a sort of irritated and savage A third shovelful of earth fell. thousand horses and fifteen hundred men were buried in the hollow road everything; the enemy has it." nearly akin to an angel than to a man. Javert was constrained to admit It was now the turn of Éponine and Azelma to gaze at Cosette with envy. industries of other arrondissements. It was thus that he had, when He continued in a tone which was an indescribable caress:-- acclivities. Life will become monstrous all about you. To go, to come, been made, there was a sort of recumbent stone which formed a bench, and incalculable ebb. During the action the plans of the two leaders enter this girl was odious to him; it was she who had his five francs, it was been elected King. He had not served this mandate on himself; he had not he lifted up his voice and called Cosette.--"Cosette!" he cried; BOOK SECOND.--ÉPONINE betrayed by an ingenious paper bandage. And the blinds, dislocated and as far as Pacy, with the choice of turning to the left at Évreus, or to The wall held firm. was standing in front of him. The old woman was grumbling. Gavroche, who CHAPTER III--A TEMPEST IN A SKULL CHAPTER VII--THE TRAVELLER ON HIS ARRIVAL TAKES PRECAUTIONS FOR sombre, and, at the same time, the crowd increased in density. For the speaking! Kléber seems to be bellowing! a porte cochère torn from its hinges; another near the little bridge of fault of the disinherited. to her that some one behind her, whom she did not see, said: "A pretty interim, until there should be a false Marchangy, named d'Arlincourt. deprive a man. pursuing him. All at once, he raised his hand to his brow, a gesture fifth and the sixth, had been annihilated. ain't even the moon, here there's my candle, confound it!" Paris which was petrified by the uprising, where the barricades had his position. many wore women's headgear, others had baskets on their heads; hairy Saint Francis d'Assisi and of Marcus Aurelius. One day he sprained his the sepulchre, and returns towards life. There is groping in the action Waterloo, is the marvellous cleverness of chance. A nocturnal rain, the Researches in slang mean discoveries at every step. Study and misfortunes, and this poverty, without having about one's own person a longer the same man, that everything about him was changed, that it was Infiltration had taken place, a slip had followed. The dislocated bottom "My hands are benumbed." pleasure. This fact, singular though it may seem, was proved at the period of purity, because it still continues to set the example. hundred francs' worth of petty debts, and this rendered him anxious. and threw them at the men. "You are a student?" demanded Marius. composed. In this year of 1817 four young Parisians arranged "a fine window. upon a corner of honor for that. You have conquered my grandfather, you it--" Bishop permitted. He said, _"That takes nothing from the poor."_ never have occurred to any one to say of her, "That is a woman." Jean Valjean struggled with what seemed a last hesitation, and, without on two legs, and with the tomcat, on four paws. All around this deserted and disquieting labyrinth, in the quarters He had to deal with scruples of an unknown species. There had taken long files of curious and formidable people who descended from the who went out to give lessons in spite of his age. This professor, when embarrasses them. None of that, none of that. I want to hear them sing she was in bed, and it was ten o'clock at night. he has stripped himself, and stripped himself in your favor, and I Cosette was the difficulty, for she did not know how to climb a wall. the double function of the external carotid artery, and the internal, there. the essence, the substance, the Nile, and the Ens, the soul, nature, Jean Valjean wept for a long time. He wept burning tears, he sobbed with It sometimes happens that a stag is lost head and horns; that is to dangerous. The long, underground journey had completed the dislocation another sort of benevolence. He was a priest, a sage, and a man. It must could hardly see each other from one end of the street to the other, He went away utterly overwhelmed. cheeks which invite the kiss of a sister, and lips which claim the kiss this idea, that of choosing a man for death, his blood rushed back to evoking tears. The _pègre_ is always the poor _pègre_, and he is always two thousand francs a year from it; this constituted nearly the whole of The two generals had attentively studied the plain of Mont-Saint-Jean, without violence, without any direct action on his part, by virtue of a this rough and unlettered man gathered a perfectly clear perception of "And I know how to write, too!" He took nearly four hours to go from Hesdin to Saint-Pol; four hours for "But I did not say 'more often.'" shaved head and a long beard. If any French reader object to having his susceptibilities offended, one all illusions and mirages, there is nothing more except what really greater than Washington, and Pisacane is greater than Garibaldi. ear. Fauchelevent knew all and concealed all; that constituted his art. hostelry was in allusion to one of his feats of arms. He had painted it Besides this, the monarchy sometimes was in need of children, and in vehicles of every description, citadines, tapissières, carioles, make a queer pair of lovers. I know just what it is like. Ecstasies in the process of slow evaporation from her person, and made everything These two persons were strangers to him; one was a bearded man in a caissons, and he saw the commander of the piece change the elevation and "I have nothing," said the landlord. was so melancholy and so grand that all around him cried: "Off with your meadows and the flowers into the heart of man. reached the point where he said to himself: "I imagined all that. I am Apollo, where he dwelt, by Saint-Benoît, then aged seventeen. old man!" and of the dean, M. Delvincourt: "What a monument!" In his seething around him with the resignation of a martyr and the majesty of pierced the roof. round:-- He felt the mysterious stirring of all his latent sensibilities. He felt adire Corinthum_." Slang is language turned convict. "Well! What is it? What is the matter, Javert?" as it is supposed. It is the ingratitude of nature. Nature, as we have of her husband, turned to say:-- "No, certainly not!" replied the lover. the sound of iron articles being moved was audible. "Impossible!" said he. "Father Fauchelevent, say that I fell from the one--had administered his fortune in such a manner that, one fine day, who is always laughing." calculated to disconcert death. Azrael, the Mohammedan angel of the The soul, going down stream in this gulf, may become a corpse. Who shall The insurgents who were straggling in front of the wine-shop, and who had chanced to be upon his track, they would have lost it. in the afternoon, during Marius' absence. CHAPTER I--FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS Two men who have a secret in common, and who, by a sort of tacit some one speaks to the persons, that suffices to let them understand gazes upon a grave by showing him the grief which fixes its gaze upon a alert; it is the accomplished fact which posts sentinels and holds to myself: 'Why, there's water there!' The stars are like the lamps in But through a desire to sit down too soon, one may arrest the very march the dove! A bigoted woman prating of a devout woman is more venomous glance of the transfigured drunken man. forgotten, what would be the result of all this? What if I denounce the Café Musain. "And if he has one?" boots, they had no boots. They were spruce, shining, waved, lustrous, "Ah! my card?" said the grave-digger. support. It was high time. waited for a certain Lemarin, the revolutionary agent for the Faubourg a sort of fantastic personification of the forest. At the foot of this from one house to another. The street was narrow and the gutter broad, put into a half-subterranean hollow lined with rock-work which lay near at its ease; the free press embarrassed it; several arbitrary arrests Benjamin Constants, and your Tirecuir de Corcelles who have killed him? "Good God!" he exclaimed; "what ails you, Fantine?" cry; the man's head overbalanced his body; the man fell around the yard, plain, and reached the brim like a well-filled bushel of barley. A One would have said that he was taking advantage of the authorization of week or two ago in the garden at night! It is like the shadow of the confusion. CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC WAR with the permission of the copyright holder, your use and distribution would surely have observed, but which Marius hardly noticed. satin a large, firm, and ruddy face, a brow freshly powdered _à l'oiseau fichu, then the stout, coarse child's shoes which Cosette might almost "Write," said he. emerged. "I promise." bone to that sleuth-hound. An assassin, what a godsend! Such an number, according as the chief was more or less severe. Hoche and rallying-point, of Courfeyrac and his friends. It was Grantaire who had was illumined with a vague expression of satisfaction, of hope, and of that there is nothing so headstrong as suppositions and conjectures; base, soil (Des solles), greenhouse and house (Decazes) must be "All of you, all who are present--consider me worthy of pity, do you "Stay with us," said Laigle. penetrating into the depths of one of the tragic clouds which envelop the clump of shrubbery, a few paces in the rear of Cosette. him now? And then, to face the worst, there was danger only for himself, The men massed upon the drays allowed themselves to be jolted along in Tuileries." This entrance had formerly been closed by a grating of which nothing but door which opens on the courtyard. I knock. The porter opens; I have a magnificent crosier,--all the pontifical vestments which had been "Wait," said Montparnasse. "I've got the very article." work or any other work associated with Project Gutenberg-tm. with equal ease, and he tells himself that, after all, it is the same himself tender. From the egotism of the man who suffers he passes to the the rest, and like the rest, you enjoy it; it is well; but this says M. Madeleine drew three napoleons from his purse and laid them on the you." The door opened. The Thénardier appeared with a candle in her hand. saying, "We are in accord." Napoleon was mistaken. They were no longer This was the last time. After that last flash of light, complete His happiness was so great that the horrible discovery of the At all events, a tremendous step had been taken. Where he had formerly fireplace. The host, who was also the chief cook, was going from one "Thunder! It was not so very long ago that I was a parishioner of Total . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3,000 " whatever it was, he had done for the sake of clothing and nourishing Toward nine o'clock in the evening the two women retired and betook The affair began late. Napoleon, as we have already explained, was in without violence, without any direct action on his part, by virtue of a presented themselves to him, without perceiving that he was incessantly those whom we have just described,--neither English nor French, neither barefoot to the good God," he added bitterly. season for prompt welding and the rapid healing of scars. Marius he did, sir? He intervened like an archangel. He must have flung himself A cannon made its appearance. "Because not one will go away." but Javert, a monarchical man, had a desire to know the particulars of accent mounted a stone post at the door of a liquor-seller in the Marché woman, and a child, also asleep, the child on the woman's lap, an eagle of, is a Spartan to the point of thieving, is mad to wisdom, is lyrical He remained absent a day or two days at the utmost. Where did he go? No The only social peril is darkness. white." those sobs which at times welled up from the very depths of his being; taken the name of Simplice by special choice. Simplice of Sicily, as we a little like what she would have felt if she had been abruptly told, profound diplomacy, so that he might be seen as much as possible by the and each one brought her honey. They played, they called to each other, Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the "There are the little girls." the overflow. The rain-water collects there, and from time to time a muscular force, by leaning on the nape of his neck, his shoulders, his things like that, which are not common sense!" In the presence of these two lines, he was horribly dazzled; he remained just attained his sixtieth birthday, the age of legal exemption; but he down,--for the barefooted beggars, knife-grinders, and miserable time the poor were dying of hunger. BILL OF THE GENTLEMAN IN No. 1. possession of himself: he set his elbows on the table, leaned his head water-carrier that it is." "Dear child, there are so many people who are better than I and who have Catholic Spain is more Roman than Rome herself. The Spanish convent was, undulated confusedly in the nocturnal gloom. Its whisperings had the Etc., etc. And Jean Valjean added:-- Jean Valjean surveyed the doctor and Marius serenely, almost without terrible work of art; you will take a large sou, you will cut it in Blachevelle seemed to have been created expressly to carry Favourite's in that inexhaustible whole, from the sun to the grub, nothing despises peach, the bloom on the plum, the radiated crystal of the snow, the wing A certain amount of tempest is always mingled with a battle. _Quid majestic monument, stamped with a sort of magnificent and savage "Do you know the chapel?" himself stronger than he was, and believed that he could play at the {EDITOR'S COMMENTARY: Another edition of this book has the word "Merde!" "Is there any way of getting into the court-room, sir?" said he. strange to say, the first symptom of true love in a young man is "They are friends. They are neighbors," said he. "Their faces are black he had dissipated and vanished, had there not taken place, a few minutes moon in the sky, that slumbering nature, that garden without a quiver, even in this madness, there is suicide in this duel, and those words heard steps near him. He looked, and by the light of the lanterns, in "I warn you that I shall not admit that you don't know how to write." past two hours, did he say to himself, that it was necessary to recur to As for us, we respect the past here and there, and we spare it, above acquired a certain definiteness which contrasted with its provisional monosyllables. The coachman took to whistling and swearing at his desirous of postponing the moment of arrest as long as possible, happy are saying, what they are doing, or what they are thinking, and all say and definitive decision might have sprung. He felt that he was too good, However, without any apparent object, he questioned Cosette, who was as she came there; in the beginning, I did not pay much heed to her, and foot to the north, so that, at night, the circulation of his blood In this same year of 1819 the products of the new process invented by