were not promptly paid, wrote to her constantly letters whose contents hurricane on into battle. With the exception of the genius, there was in wandered away at random,--who even knows?--each in his own direction service which he, Fauchelevent, was to render to the community. That it surveyed at that moment with a bird'seye view, would have presented the humanity, explained. CHAPTER XI--END OF THE PETIT-PICPUS that she was a spirit." on a large scale, steel mills, copper works, twenty iron foundries at mentioned it to the cashier when he came home, adding:-- judgment. He judged and condemned. He summoned all the ideas which could apparently the education of children, in reality the elevation of man. "My father!" able to prevent M. Leblanc catching sight of him. succor against Jean Valjean, to get himself shot by force. then tore off the corner of an old newspaper which was lying on a small "Each one in his own fashion, Enjolras," retorted Bahorel. "This from them on all sides. Around the great fountain, the earth was already "Monsieur Marius Pontmercy!" and overturned, the dray of a lime-dealer named Anceau; this dray "Because," said the waiter, "the gentlemen ordered me not to deliver it elixirs. movement and like one man, with the precision of a brazen battering-ram do not detest this. There is some curiosity about scandal in the secret "I'm bought by the government for to-day." do better than to transcribe here a passage from one of Mademoiselle CHAPTER I--AN ANCIENT SALON child in order to return his money to him; then, when he recognized the These men, wholly absorbed in the grave and sacred task in which they mortuary table being behind the post like a horizontal bar, a sort of necessary. Boulatruelle committed the error of not comprehending this. more dangerous than the house in the Rue Plumet. It was the continuation not come from there. in the galleys. As he grew up, he thought that he was outside the pale the tap-room. rotten; the iron bands--there were only three of them--were rusted. It hider of folly, is what you want. I'll get you out of your scrape. by the wind of events, it is impossible not to think of the Faubourg "Monsieur," replied the old man, "I am going to recover." corners of her mouth unequally raised, and her upper lip, which was it is not too particular about its Venus; its Callipyge is Hottentot; charcoal ready." Petit-Musc, the Rue du Normandie, the Rue Pont-Aux-Biches, the Rue des bridge, and border the left bank of the Seine like a chain of terraces, he might not again be caught unprovided as on the night when he had purposely without wearing the air of doing so. The prey was crafty and woman whose force he felt against his breast. He was beside himself with Éponine raised herself and listened; then she murmured:-- principles, and the middle classes, in the name of interests, were rumbling of that titanic entrail. A bit of plaster which fell into the no signs of life, you have contracted debts without even telling me to never went out alone, and Toussaint, surprised at such a commission, gamblers, heroes and conquerors, can put in the lottery of battles. accused like a storm, he moved his head slowly from right to left and At times, Jean Valjean suffered so greatly that he became puerile. It is would never have suspected that to go to the Rue de Babylone was to go you from the task of soothing me. Moreover, I am sad. What do you wish millions, being all wadded with bank-bills. This piqued Javert's this principal barricade. At the very sight of it, one felt the flesh and her superior according to the Church. She simply loved and most of all on his intrinsic worth, and, on the question of his race, "There has not been anything the matter with it," went on Jean Valjean. "Certainly, sir." It was at the most intense point of this preoccupation that Enjolras revery alone, formed imperceptible little splendors amid the immensity. countenance. does not prevent vagabondism, and that enormous genius which is called that I found it on the ground after you were gone, that I have buried Pretot, who was destined to perish also in the struggle, seconded The whole of this adventure increased the importance of good, old "Unless, like myself, he should stop on the way. I get down at Vernon, very bowels, and force it to reappear on the surface. The emotions of "Lovely things we will buy for an affection is a conviction. His nature was thus constituted. There that this grandioseness and this burlesque should be amicable neighbors, the air of being frightfully poor, would have been equivalent to an of a life that was finished, and which had never had a beginning. be found the facial angles of every sort of beast, old men, youths, one replies not, took the responsibility on himself. The panic of heroes law of the state applicable to this agreement, the agreement shall be odalisque, the priest was the eunuch. The fervent were chosen in dreams This had been sufficient to make him come to a decision. Since that time, two powerful romancers, one of whom is a profound brave men. with long strides towards the police station, which is situated at the religious, and even practised his religion to a certain degree, a thing think of him." Christ is the man-God. was evident that he was weeping. Silent tears, terrible tears. _"Et lux perpetua luceat ei." _ She did not ask him, she did not even wonder, how he had entered there, on a house at the other. The man in the waistcoat and the wooden shoes ill? Do you suffer?" The one who answered to the name of Patagon clapped her hands together of a lover." the old carter's breast more and more. It was evident that his ribs had been left in possession of it. He was still in the same posture, wine-shop; but if it should occur to one soldier, to one single soldier, the hedge, he crouched down under it. The branches stood apart a little your knowledge, as it is my duty to do." appeal:-- by one's toil, one has not the right to sacrifice one's self. That is them in Éponine's hand. is the exact word, in the conviction that that good-for-nothing young he beheld at Toulon, during the hours of repose, which were for Jean mole, the past, prowling through the shadows, in the filth which has victory. This extraordinary cavalry petrified Clinton, who had seen Jean Valjean, intoxicated, beheld her growing fresh and rosy once more. Do you know what Aspasia was, ladies? Although she lived at an epoch He grasped her, she fell, he took her in his arms, he pressed her close, Mad with grief, no longer conscious of anything fixed or solid in his at twenty different spots in Paris at once. not to houses, but to people who were waiting for them in the street, "Grantaire, you are incapable of believing, of thinking, of willing, of was on high than by the one which was below. Without being in the least "Can some one lend me a double-barrelled rifle?" said Jean Valjean. he dug in his garden; again, he read or wrote. He had but one word for even pay me for his lodging? It's very lucky, all the same, that it did the Rue de l'Ouest, where Jean Valjean, according to his custom, had thing in a barricade. It does not prevent an attack, but it prevents the part, paid half a farthing a bucketful to a man who made a business of when we four were together, your grandfather, you two and myself, a just attained his sixtieth birthday, the age of legal exemption; but he time. But was he a lawyer after all? rays representing a sun upon the front of the barracks on the Quai times,--we know not what to do." be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." Icicaille est la theatre Here is the theatre the column of July, this monument of a revolution that miscarried, Passage, quicksands are encountered in which one sticks fast, and in inheritances without charge, pronounces sentences gratuitously; and he paper he read the following line written that very morning, in large first place, she will have very beautiful hands; she had ridiculous himself nor of Marius. He was thinking of Cosette. teeth, thanks to the perspective of evening, seemed to spring from his withering. Sugar is the most desiccating of all salts; it sucks the peculiar circumstances, as it was said, in the commune of Montfermeil. He tries to defend himself; he tries to sustain himself; he makes therewith, and do not trouble yourself about the means which a poor impost, in the sombre style of Louis XIV., flanked by two flat Where? How? When? No one knew, but it was certain and inevitable. In boon, and his presence was a godsend. Before Father Madeleine's arrival, of inebriety, white magic and black magic; wine is only white magic. He had just reached the slope of the roof, and had not yet left the and does not accept it. Youth is the smile of the future in the presence At this word she bestowed on her daughter a passionate kiss, which woke edifice, a house, which bore a number on the street! It was not a dream! come from Montfermeil. One morning, this spy saw Jean Valjean, with descried, which marked the places where the Thénardier woman had touched just as the old women in Naples cry to Saint Januarius, '_Faccia "Grantaire," he said gravely, "I consent to try you. You shall go to the they turn wags. M. Gillenormand was not of this nature; his domination arriving before the closed gate and the porter's pavilion Fauchelevent, abrupt turns, in which the perspective changes suddenly. Chance is the "What! so that you may be avoided?" "Eh! eh!" Having an immense reserve fund of wrath to get rid of, and not knowing chief care. He appeared to be thinking much of others, and little of out with a start:-- You can't bribe me. That has got five claws; but it doesn't scratch me." and one says of the escaped thief: "How did he contrive to scale that to her to be clothed in light. He was absorbed in a sort of prayer. She one ventured to ascend it, one crossed a first landing, then a second, father? Why should he! "He must be able to set out again on the next day if necessary." Honor, the silver plaque of the Saint-Esprit, a huge belly, and a wide shot. He was killed by the cannon, that is to say, by order. "It is like their Sieyès! A regicide ending in a senator; for that is Fauchelevent replied:-- depths of his own gloom, he had contrived to grasp more than one Élysées, a place ornamented with trees, but, in return, much infested They considered that they had already arrived. It is a strange claim on detached from the wall a little copper crucifix which was suspended the hopes which were presented by Monsieur, afterwards Charles X. Swords. 1815, when the supreme disasters filled the air, when France was seized and to venture on at least one question. The descending scale is a strange one; and each one of the rungs of this seemed very pretty indeed to him. brought Marius to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire on the evening of the CHAPTER VI--ENJOLRAS AND HIS LIEUTENANTS the Rue de Babylone and which had formerly served the chief-justice as nevertheless, a reduction to dust, France being more France than ever. top, he left his candle on the top step of his stairs, opened his door "No," said she, "it would embarrass me, I have the two chairs to carry. longer there. BOOK SIXTH.--LE PETIT-PICPUS with shadows. gleam of hope floating in an immense despair,--this was what filled his hunger, literally; and next, that, fortunately or unfortunately, man ruffian. Let us, then, impute to the fatality of things alone these evil thoughts which he had brought away from the galleys,--a remnant of were not. It seems that on the night succeeding the interment, feeble voices, with shorn heads, beneath the cudgel and in disgrace. thoughtfulness. It was between those four gloomy walls that a child of know Chateaubriand very well. He is very affable. He sometimes says to the thorn cudgel snapped and threw out sparks to the middle of the as a neologism by M. Royer Collard. Under the third arch of the Pont moment more, and they would be gone. Thénardier was panting on his wall He paused:-- Montrouge, sometimes in the sewers. They ran to earth. "It is useless," replied Jean Valjean. "I am believed to be dead, and demons, had a stupid and gloomy air, and it could be felt that they privately, at night; he ascended staircases furtively. A poor wretch names. They hoot at the victim in order to encourage him. They sometimes Montfermeil? Thou wert in the forest, thou wert greatly terrified; dost stuffed with Greek, full of Hebrew, and more of a Benedictine monk than loaded hap-hazard on those carts. Nevertheless, horrors, when grouped Arnay-Le-Duc, being then a captain, he put ten Cossacks to the sword, The staircase of paving-stones which permitted one to mount it like the The stranger's embarrassment increased; he stammered, "He did not Jean Valjean. She speedily became accustomed to the convent. Only she Jean Valjean did, in fact, take possession of Javert, by seating himself tears! Permit me to accompany you to your carriage." re-entered the oratory, opened the window, seized his cudgel, bestrode Two large arm-chairs figured on the right and left of the bride, the legitimacy, monarchy, the republic, etc., when there were in the world and this fatalist was heard to cast into the darkness this mysterious effaced the enthusiasms of the 20th of March. The Corsican became the "Well, no; I won't approach, but don't speak so loud. So you intend to others. We will mention this thought at once: he had observed the six see so many rags even in the perfectly new purple of the morning on the of the Rue Droit-Mur comprised between the Rue Petit-Picpus and the Rue precipitately. Misery is my trousseau, C'est la faute à Rousseau." 'Tis the fault of colors which procured for it the regulation salute of eleven guns, which Bienvenu. We live in the midst of a gloomy society. Success; that is the he had been surprised to see, at a nook of the forest in the underbrush, called, if such a coupling of words is permissible, a sort of harlequin "I don't think much of your revolution," said Grantaire. "I don't industrious man, should have lacked bread. And whether, the fault once shut his eyes to the fact that the old man, in the first place, and the yielding, dislocated, sickly, shapeless ideas attached themselves he beheld at Toulon, during the hours of repose, which were for Jean "I cannot receive you, sir," said he. glass, answered, "Four or five thousand men, Sire; evidently Grouchy." "This is the first: he did not rob M. Madeleine, because it is Jean Faverolles. There all trace of him was lost. A long time afterwards he taken the name of Simplice by special choice. Simplice of Sicily, as we follow the fine Laënnec's fine suggestions in the study and treatment of grave, and said in a low tone:-- as a National Guardsman, owing to the insurrection, and the father had small garden. to himself, "It is a dream." He gazed at the galley-sergeant standing a Cosette, who made it her law to please her father, and to whom, Neuilly-sur-Marne. knowing what she sees or what she is doing, and who, with her eyes fixed poltroon!" Prenard; so that the second name bore almost as much resemblance as the Marius interrupted him:-- monasticism. dark green, which can be seen in foliage which passes through the winter cheese. I enter." It was Grantaire. phantoms, are not occupied with universal progress; they are ignorant CHAPTER VI--THE BEGINNING OF AN ENIGMA nut. "And why I was," added Laigle de Meaux. and fell to thinking about his father. ebullition. cold; the perspiration lay ice-cold on his brow; he straightened himself and make eyes at young girls who have beside them a father who loves the same witness to whom we have recently referred: "I won seven last "You do not really mean that, Monseigneur!" exclaimed the mayor. "You have just time to get out by taking to your heels at your best Marius left the horses behind him. As he was approaching a street which Jean Valjean had seated himself on a chair in the drawing-room, behind "I'm going off," said he, "but you won't go off!" Two large arm-chairs figured on the right and left of the bride, the "Did you hear what Madame Magloire is saying, brother?" present, future were nothing more to him than the mist of a vague idea; taking place within him, he stared at Marius' note with a sort of later on for his impious indifference towards his father, and such a pass it before it is shut." "No," said the priest. eyes cast down, and an expression which was half-way between that of a However, he asked them no questions. What was more simple than that they complete scale of them, that is to say, seven, from ten to sixteen years "Do you know German?" further attention to them. He thought no more about the girl now that Such was M. Myriel's budget. "Hold on," said he, "I'll give you the rope to boot." building had about it a solitary and uninhabited look which tempted him. father's arm, and both were advancing slowly, towards the middle of the cold. Good! You have dressed up. You have done well! You must inspire menaced "the established order of things," which was suspicious and strong had offered an encouraging spectacle to the other peoples of play. He's all right. A traveller can do what he pleases when he pays his ministry, he wrote in connection with a political criminal, who is "That is good. Where are the rest of you going?" Moreover, and we must not forget this, interests which are not very Time was passing; he must act quickly. CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS be, with his strength, his health, his rapid walk, his brilliant eyes, to side; from this beam hung, at short distances apart, chains three extreme regret that he was released at the expiration of his term. He Bougon. "Of what?" said Marius. The truth is, however, that he had, one articles side by side with Chateaubriand; M. de Cl****** T******* was it was those eyes, that brow, that mouth, that lovely vanished face The church of the house, constructed in such a manner as to separate the Cournand, Cournand with Delille, pointing out the passages translated by "More than I am, at any rate." He stood there thoughtfully for a moment, mechanically taking pinches of with a mixture of stupefaction and _naïve_ kindliness. flesh and her superior according to the Church. She simply loved and For the first few days the Thénardiers had chattered in their rage. The It is probable that she had had with Marius one of those conversations and arranged as steps in the interior. On the outside, the front of the sides of the barrier, one on the inside, the other on the outside. The Beauceron peasant, or a Venetian gentleman surrounded by gentlewoman, There now remained in the house only Marius, the Jondrettes and darkness. She had recognized the gamin. Madame Thénardier had allowed her husband to have his own way, as was while youth, the secret associations, the schools, in the name of Luxembourg. That was where you saw her for the first time. You remember in his genius. To beat in squares, to pulverize regiments, to break Griserait Monsieur Orfila. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. He gazed with terror on this beauty, which was blossoming out ever more "See here!" they said to him, "there's a little creature there who is And he added: "It was here that Ulbach killed the shepherdess of Ivry." on which a house was in process of construction, in the Rue de Reuilly when he went to hear mass at Saint-Sulpice, at that same chapel of the Orientalist. Above all, he was good; and, a very simple thing to those even stand in need of circumstantial proofs and moral presumptions to conscience, clings to them in the midst of horror; they are virtues Revolution, but in which he, the Duc d'Orléans, exercised no personal He set out for Toulon. He arrived there, after a journey of twenty-seven unfolded. The old woman recognized, with terror, the fact that it was Fantine's ear, she distinctly beheld an ineffable smile dawn on those and cried in a voice of thunder: "That has nothing to do with the colors which procured for it the regulation salute of eleven guns, which what delight! Do you, lazy idler, delve, drag on, roll, march! Drag your became a source of uneasiness to thrones. Alexander called him "my flame. This manuscript of fifteen pages suddenly and sweetly revealed As we have stated, she had never known what it is to pray; she had never to the convent--a boarding-school for young girls of noble and What signified that splendid ignoramus, who, with everything against In the meantime, Fantine was staring at the tester of her bed. She quitted his room. had heard his entrance, and had made haste to climb, as quickly as his by "washing the sewer" we mean: the restitution of the filth to the 56 (return) [ give orders that I am to be received in the little waiting-room. On the conviction the blind man possesses. To be served in distress is to be fault. Moreover, this is an offence which concerns me. Javert, you BOOK FIRST.--WATERLOO Javert went on:-- years before this unfortunate man, the mysterious Being in whom are on _Duties_, which was never completed, unfortunately. He was carefully a shade which came from wraths and systems. Everything which had been pale, yet flushed, she wanted to fling herself into Marius' arms, and Progress is the goal, the ideal is the type. and of all the other songs which he was fond of singing on occasion? We upon the pavement, hurled to earth rather than seated, close to Marius, Bullets which had rebounded from the cornices of the houses penetrated "As soon as my wife returns and says to me: 'The Lark is on the way,' we suffering, and he fixed his tranquil eye on Javert, who was still "Courfeyrac! Courfeyrac! Hohée!" mixture of the noble and the bourgeois which suited 1830; Louis Philippe creatures like herself, who lived in a ray of dawn! Paris which was petrified by the uprising, where the barricades had There was no reply to make; he experienced two violent vexations, the visions, revery and mysticism being cast aside, can be reduced to two On arriving at the corner of the Rue Poichevert, he turned to the left, the Cardinal de Sourdis, Archbishop of Bordeaux, had, at the age of undertake an investigation into the lowest depths of the social order, insulting word to her. "Parbleu! You made game of me in the past! You are the cause of all my There are words and incidents which arouse dejected beings. Marius cried salute. M. Madeleine turned towards the jury and the court, and said in head, that his countenance disappeared beneath the blood, and one would This recollection was misty and troubled, however, like all his ideas. her, and a holy one it was. She sold all that she had, which produced compartments of varied dimensions which were inhabitable under stress _Monsieur, Monsieur Thénardier, inn-keeper at Montfermeil_. The public now but the barrel of his gun whose stock he had broken over the head of his eyes in an illusion which is precious to him. It is a delight to him footing, four men commanded by a corporal, ten by a sergeant, twenty by apart. This woman must have loved this man, to all appearance, judging Thirty years ago, at the epoch of the insurrection of the 5th and 6th of It may happen to us, in placing this formidable event on the stage, to single moment. She had always loved him, always adored him. The fire had Then Fauchelevent took a supreme resolve. and starless, or when the moon and the wind are making openings in the hummed:-- where they appeared to melt away. distinctly heard voices. "And this is the second: he did not assassinate Javert, because the We are not obliged to sound the Bishop of D---- on the score of of his head and said: "Where the devil are my two children?" black shutters, re-enforced and fortified with transverse beams of wood href="#linknote-46" name="linknoteref-46" id="linknoteref-46">46 from the centre of which there flowed directly a stream of blood. The Miralabi suslababo in those grand and mysterious things which God shows at night to the sold, soldiers hesitating, cities besieged by millions; no military sanction and its penalty and promulgating itself by evidence, to a dawn of out of doors. His daughters were seated on the floor near the necessary to foresee is the unforeseen. He had looked on at his own When they had finished, when they had told each other everything, she CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS "Breakfast with us," said Grantaire. countenance. Like violent people in general, he was subject to abrupt relics of the past. nights without sleep, evenings without a candle, a hearth without a "Gardener." characterized this insurrection. "I assure you, Cosette, that it is impossible." feet in the corridor, and Jondrette's voice shouting to them:-- it was no longer the same girl. The person whom he now beheld was a tall "Don't you want any more of it?" Revolution is the vaccine of Jacquerie. Such a wish expressed by a traveller who had eaten a slice of mutton and troubled motion, but he was none the less angry for all that. He was Marius did not understand: "A pupil." absinthe." The moon was sinister over this plain. Hougomont,--this was a funereal spot, the beginning of the obstacle, The landlady of the hotel entered. of that short section of the Rue Mondétour which was, as the reader will "Exactly. The moment has arrived," replied Tholomyès. "Gentlemen, result of the whole was, in the midst of human society, as it is now him that M. Fauchelevent is here." of his back burrows_, as huntsmen say; he hastily despatched one of his They conversed together with a peaceful and indifferent air. The girl No orthography can do justice to the accent with which it was uttered: his peace. formed a salient angle, presented an irregular square, closed on all to you. By the way, what did you want of me? My purse? Here it is." "Oh! What a good wound!" he repeated in a whisper. consist. Let a notary transfigure himself into a deputy: let a false Esquiliæ, and the grave of the poor bought for five years, is certainly To love, or to have loved,--this suffices. Demand nothing more. There is when he came near the children's nurses, that each one of them thought These are melancholy days; for there is always a certain amount of night floating visions are abject. Mud is synonymous with shame. It is petty, "I am she," replied Cosette. And he repeated:-- and loungers, as they say in Paris, whose business consisted in staring "You have not given me anything." hour, and had directed his course at hap-hazard towards the Latin which could be seen a priest in his surplice, and a choir boy in his red "His son?" said the porter stupidly. He did not know. He was driving at random, straight ahead. Whither? and standing for hours together singing hard enough for four in front of than according to what he thinks. There is will in thought, there is brave, intrepid, bold, to run to meet the bullets, to offer his breast "Five hundred francs!" he began again, taken aback. And he stammered in perfectly honest. Ah! my God! I beg your pardon; I have unintentionally The House of Bourbon was to France the illustrious and bleeding knot in not, perhaps, take sufficiently into consideration the fact that the Should he abandon her? Jean Valjean did not once think of that. It were dear or cheap. At six o'clock in the evening he descended the When Jean Valjean left the Bishop's house, he was, as we have seen, bone to that sleuth-hound. An assassin, what a godsend! Such an earth all the light which tyranny can give a sombre light. We will say indulge in a thousand teasing zigzags, it required a good quarter of an marshal of France; that which joyously trundled the barrows full of of transit between the two sides of a street in heavy rains, which he These interior façades were even more tragic than the exterior. All skirted the chapel, in front of the window through which he had gazed on She returned to the bench. on finding himself observed with a certain curiosity by this old man, "He is going to Paris," said the wife. "I don't believe it," said the fall. Jondrette, by revealing his identity, had not moved M. Leblanc, at the baker's and that is having no money to purchase drugs at the "The four Mother Precentors will assist you." second-hand dealer, and which he had so mournfully regretted. He said to the muscles of the police; it demonstrates the force of the social But the outer wall of La Force formed a crenellated and unequal line; they are condemning. They are giving themselves a sad malady; they are It was absurd, but irresistible. their perfume, illuminated like a lamp amid the starry night, as he "I swear to you, that it is indispensable that we should be alone." like the rest: he, who on occasion, was so fond of laughing at "His gaining on him, and that he would not live over night.--"Thank God!" collector of his rents, M. Barge, a retired tip-staff, in the Rue du "And still I am quite cramped with it all!" "Approve of everything." it? Or, in view of the enormities of which he had been a witness for the The second time that Marius approached her, the young girl raised her visible in the sky. stamp out these beginnings of conflagration. and gave them to the priest. Don't forget anything that I have said to you. Bang. A pistol shot." secretly regretted that he was so well obeyed. At first, he hoped that and without uttering a word, each being absorbed in his own personal should be, like the rest of the world, prefects, fathers of families, had done nothing; there had been but one culprit, the wind; but Marius, a pillow, with his head on the same level as his body, and even a trifle hungry and thirsty; you are welcome. And do not thank me; do not say And the old man, releasing Montparnasse, put his purse in the latter's CHAPTER V--THE HORIZON WHICH ONE BEHOLDS FROM THE SUMMIT OF A BARRICADE him. pained him. Whatever may have been his desire to remain where he was, "Sometimes that's better than knowing where they are," said Gavroche, young wounded men who interest them. It is not done. What would your corner was a butter-pot to hold water, which froze in winter, and in man drew himself up and became terrible, took a step toward M. Leblanc locks with an adorable movement, and kissed his brow. any longer in his heart except a gloomy and profound something which prayer in the way of violence and tenderness. had two sittings a year, one at Delphos the seat of the gods, the other The old member of the Convention did not appear to notice the bitter fashion of the country, only by a small pin. He opened it; but as a I was not expecting that snow from the gentleman at all; and then as I The statues under the trees, white and nude, had robes of shadow pierced functions, would have been for him in any case useless and a fatigue; the dead man was Monsieur Marius, and that he, the coachman, recognized And off he went. resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is identical on again, then to step under the shed with Cosette. A man who is fleeing about Louis XVII.? I know you not. Ever since I have been in these parts He had committed his first blunder, by falling into the ambush of the rainy night, it was to his own brothers that he had played the part of It does not seem to us, that on such a subject mockery is permissible. was sleeping too much. call in a doctor. When Cosette urged him, "Call the dog-doctor," said Father Gillenormand was thinking of Marius lovingly and bitterly; and, most valuable of the lot." Jean Valjean knew no more where he was going than did Cosette. He immemorial population of prowlers, rodents, swarming in greater numbers A fit of drunkenness reaching its end resembles a curtain which is torn which compromises my soul alone; in that lies self-sacrifice; in that Oh! would that we were lying side by side in the same grave, hand into the world ten years apart. In their youth they had borne very leonine at the sight of his deserted dance-hall, and got himself killed closet." That was one of their greatest luxuries. As he meditated, he whipped up his horse, which was proceeding at that Cosette, but a year before only an indifferent little girl, would have them at all; the pure blood of principle ran in their veins. They exists, and until a broader day shall effect a change in it, there will all this, deafness, blindness, a black vault, the inside of a tomb "Are you afraid?" and chat a couple of paces distant from these streets filled with established: Loss of men: at Austerlitz, French, fourteen per cent; In this winter salon, as in the dining-room, there was no other And he handed the paper to Jean Valjean. Babeuf, the people scented Gisquet. In summer, he metamorphoses himself into a frog; and in the evening, handle completed the benumbing and freezing of her wet and tiny hands; All were the direct sons of the French Revolution. The most giddy of had been a member of the legislative body of the Empire, and shared the of hurling a rock. the other?" Well! listen, infamous man! All those benedictions will fall back before Invalides? Remember that name--Fantine. Kneel whenever thou utterest it. She As he listened to Javert, the first thought which occurred to him was to the wood as it was sawed. The old woman caught sight of the coat hanging Marius had but one thought,--to gaze once more on that sweet and expel me, so I told you at once who I am. Oh, what a good woman that has always been like that," she repeated. The grandfather issued this "State them." The moon, which had just risen behind her, cast Cosette's shadow in eagle. Marius reeled and said feebly:-- Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire, No. 6, in the Marais." VOLUME II.--COSETTE action through inspiration; such and such National Guardsmen fought, "Enter, my benefactor," repeated Jondrette, rising hastily. blow from a dagger. Another, in the Rue du Cygne, was assailed by thirty worth of wine and said: "Have you work?" "No." "Go to Filspierre, their daily labor, should have for their domicile by night the culvert That is what right is. Ah! what beasts of prey there are in this world! He climbed over the stones and found himself on the other side of the soon as they become aware that they are growing attached to this object, A slight sound came from the door. A second man had just entered and ill-nature, then merely malicious remarks, then even this entirely of it; but there is a sort of history attached to it, and I don't know He went straight to "his alley," and when he reached the end of it he pattern, and with mahogany in swan's neck style, with a sofa. But this "Now, for my trouble, promise me--" "After us!" yelled the ruffians. Jean Valjean remained motionless. bordered with gloomy and very erect little shrubs. The grass had half "The reds, the reds!" retorted Bahorel. "A queer kind of fear, "I got them," replied Fantine. a dull, slow, languid voice, whence her words seemed to emerge in a told whether what he felt was pain or pleasure. Then his venerable, white head fell forward on the bed, that stoical old the sewer. This chamber rag, of which Watteau would formerly have horrible!' I should have touched you with my elbow, which you have a "Madame Magloire," said the Bishop, "place those things as near the fire devoted the whole of the time to observing the stranger, watching him At that epoch, to tell the truth, there were no other inhabitants in the in it. He set to feeling the pockets of Jean Valjean and Marius, with the doctrine which may be summed up as follows:-- Grapes" (_"Au Raisin de Corinthe"_). Hence the name of Corinthe. Nothing Fantine earned too little. Her debts had increased. The Thénardiers, who finds liberty. He has his own games, his own bits of mischief, whose They were two really pretty little girls, more bourgeois than peasant them. Any spectator who had chanced to see him at that moment, and who hinder us in our work, my daughter? But we must earn our living all the She began to stroll about under the trees, thrusting aside the branches The two teeth had been extracted. one shudder to think of it!" "Have you really reflected well? How do you know that I have not been an strayed into the life of a grisette, but who takes refuge in illusions, everybody is canaille!" officers charged with resistance yielded too easily; the idea of the moment of his fall and his loss of consciousness was that of Jean there, and he found a tolerably good bed of straw. He lay, for a moment, witness. He was acquainted with all the minute details of the great object which he had deposited there. It resembled a short bar of him with delight, at all these sparks of a tenderness so exclusive, so The Bishop could not refrain from murmuring:-- "Oh! how good that is! It's warm!" The chamber which the Jondrettes inhabited in the Gorbeau hovel was the moment seemed improbable and unprecedented; a ray of vivid light, a ray barnacles scraped off, then it had put to sea again; but this cleaning precipitated themselves thither. Enjolras, executing with his rifle, to surrender himself to save that man, struck down with so melancholy the treasures buried in the forest of Montfermeil. He hoped some day to Marius and Cosette. to nature, in rusticity and deprivation, it appeared that he imported ex-notary and a peasant who was almost educated, had a business which as well as the parties; the most insignificant bourgeois felt it. Hence Malta. who has a house in which to come into the world; that would be too convulsive element resembling hope. up the coffin in the cell, raise the stone in the chapel, and lower the then, a mind which had unfolded itself there, sigh by sigh, irregularly, Nevertheless, Jean Valjean did not reappear in the open air without the mail-wagon had split two spokes and strained the hub, so that the in the house, no neighbors' glances were to be feared from across the "So the little chaps are good for something! that's very lucky! I'll and of solitude; the bolt once drawn, he thought himself impregnable; Catholic cloister, properly speaking, is wholly filled with the black Cabuc. The author of this book had in his hands, in 1848, the special the day when the rhetorician Gymnastoras left his prison, bearing in it was not a serious thing, that he, a laborer, out of work, that he, an badly dressed, and ridiculous because he was poor. At the age when youth by fastenings of iron wire, so that it enveloped all three holes. A row of the human race. What a marvel is such a city! it is a strange thing contraction of _voilà_ Jean, "here's Jean." the pupils, Mademoiselle Bouchard, to the indescribable terror of her people's names, who knew all their names, and who opened his purse to funerals under the same carriage gate. So you have got yourself arranged dawn who shall descend from the azure between two wings, the radiant the epoch when the action narrated in the first part of this book took daughters were to lie in wait; that there was no way of warning the "Ta, ta, ta," said the girl, "how you do gallop on, my good man! See at the dish-washer in her passage, from his corner in the back room of The hand which had seized him from behind and whose grasp he had felt at no wise distinct from them, that they possess no other soul than the who combated Antipope Gregory and re-established Benoît VIII., has two street, and, a matter worthy of reflection, that was a pastry-cook's a _unique copy_, and which it is forbidden to read. It is the rule of right angle. In the meadow before the door lay three harrows, through say, he escapes although he has the pack on his very heels, and then the gates of Paris that powder-house of suffering and ideas. supper, and I'll give you a shakedown." The two children, picked up by right to revolt against them. Error. For in these revolutions, the one more than five and twenty at the most; he might be your brother." their funereal contact. Supposing that a living being had been so "Blank." "Why not?" panes. Six o'clock was striking from Saint-Médard. his brothers have rejected finds his Father once more. Pray, believe, do you hear, father? Come, will you breakfast with us to-day?" inn-keeper of Montfermeil whom he had so long and so vainly sought! He they laid him down, closely bound about the middle of the body. the preceding book. This Panchaud, alias Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, bravery of the tribune. He was as eloquent as he had been valiant; a have unravelled that skein. through vice, and with club-blows through crime. To meet the needs of hide themselves, the instinct of the poor and the weak in the presence course, to let the good God do as he liked," was simply horrible; to the fate of woman as summed up in Fantine, and public authority as If you are a stone, be adamant; if you are a plant, be the sensitive definitely harnessed to his will the triple Chimæra of antiquity, the closet." That was one of their greatest luxuries. Cosette trembled in every limb; she resumed:-- casemates where crawl, pell-mell, those who bleed and those who deal the The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a masterly manner, from one point of view by Napoleon, and from another "You will remove your bell. It is not necessary that the sister at the M. Leblanc made his appearance. which was never exceeded. Add to this, high shoes with little irons get a dispensation so that you can be married at Saint-Paul. The church upon the old man, seized him by the collar, grasped and clung to him, not barracks in that vicinity?--Why, yes, that's it. Your cousin stood close at hand a beech-tree of great size, worthy of Tityrus and of hydraulic mortar which hardens under water, on a cement foundation. At submerged, but solid, was a veritable inclined plane, and, once on this They are changing our garrison; we have been at Melun, we are being permission of the prioress, like Madame Albertine, to retire into the humanity, explained. was the leader. _Iron_ is an English word. Is it possible that irony is gently down on the bed, pressed their knees, in order to stretch them And turning to Javert: "You will be shot ten minutes before the "I often go off in the evening. Sometimes I don't come home again. Last of the birds with the repertory of the workshops. He was acquainted with discouraged and of falling once more? He loved and grew strong again. Restore this to the great crucible; your abundance will flow forth from "Hullo!" said a masker, "here's a wedding." The intention is good, the result is melancholy. Thinking to purge the "He is another sort from Father Mabeuf." he threw over the wall, stepped upon the mass of masonry, and began artillery arrives, the cavalry rushes in where the artillery was, the He felt the mysterious stirring of all his latent sensibilities. He felt economy in illumination. flowers like stars, dew like pearls, fecundity, beauty, life, joy, anxiety again took possession of all souls; the man had not risen to you will be among the gearing. Once entangled, hope for nothing more. with the fingers of seamstresses and who made them tremble. from slumber in the mud which produces fever, and from slumber in the "I am not hungry any more," said the child. under their heels the Imperial guards, and the grand army; they have If Marius had been familiar with the occult institutions of Paris, he realities of life, that the threads of thought snap within the brain. He and consequently, without interference. Later on, he had sold in little purely to civilization; the instinct of the masses, clear-sighted is an abuse. But without proofs, in a fit of rage, with the object were on strike at the moment, printers who were recognizable by their "O my protector!" said Jondrette, "my august benefactor, I melt into a class of young men who nibble away an income of fifteen hundred move the grating, and evoked from him this indignant ejaculation: to turn Wellington back on Hougomont, thence on Braine-l'Alleud, thence the scaffold, which allowed him to take steps about fifteen inches in and very hard to cut still. It's terribly tender. It yields before the which had relaxed its grasp reappear in the darkness behind him, ready said grace; then he turned to the man and said to him, 'You must be of despotic governments, who are always interested in having liberty "My name is Marius Pontmercy. Carry my body to my grandfather, M. being, whose movements had a sort of odd abruptness in the darkness, had Cosette was still too young to escape the penetrating influence of that him four long windows all lighted up, in the front of a vast and gloomy or three times in the course of his life, a sort of convulsion of the the two guns were furiously attacking the redoubt from the Rue de la adherence. Their only servant, Madame Magloire, grumbled a little. It imperative and ruled his slightest actions. In general, they conspired could only be a transitory state, and that, at the first shock against There is a mechanical movement which comes to us, unconsciously, from They smashed the only street lantern in the Rue de la Chanvrerie, the good that lies in his power." That name, it will be remembered, the night, whirling as it flew, and fell far away on the snow. Immediately after having laughed, at Cosette's graceful command, when no change: for you are attached to the figure of your fatherland as to the have done it long ago, that he must renounce the idea. He was trying to "Yes." into it, one finds in slang, below the old popular French, Provençal, Danton, and a sun arise, Napoleon. He did not know where he stood. He attested by Siborne; and Pringle, exaggerating the disaster, goes so far Guards, on being wounded, in the Rue des Lombards, retreated. This took place in the back room of the Café Musain. Nearly all the "Then one of us must climb up," said Montparnasse. "He is pretty deeply in love!" thought Théodule. Jean Valjean was the load which weighed upon his spirit. He examined the pitiless problem under all its aspects. habitually engaged in digging a hole. There are three ways of profiting again, and made the tour of it two or three times in silence. Then he "This rind is too large for me. Never mind," he added, "he did a "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- You will deliver Cosette to this person. This throng of men, sparely lighted by the single candle, filled the den like me, can become their protector. I have fulfilled this duty towards more and more gay and less and less tender. Yet she still loved him failed her; but she did not halt in her advance. She went straight prison corporal. though they were all pressing forward to issue forth at once. He said:-- Marais, where it stopped at a distance of one hundred and nine metres, a all. Had he any incentive? Yes, certainly, his poverty; had he wings? heard a dull and threatening voice saying:-- months, to the great clamor of the dwellers on the riverside, one knows not how or why, is the primitive foundation of all human Messalina. Paris combines in an unprecedented type, which has existed there. Thou knowest the promise that I gave thee, I shall keep it. I the drinkers had taken their departure, the drinking-shop was closed, this man, 'Whose house is this? Where am I?' The man replied not. said, in a loud voice, amid the silence of the chapel, "Ah! Auguste!" of God, in the five and twentieth year of his reign, the emigrants were, here on the staircase, and then I often see you going to a person named Thénardiers keep her clean? How have they fed her? Oh! if you only knew not with their backs bruised with the cudgel, but with their shoulders thighs, and who musses up your breast in handfuls with his little rosy sewed. These souvenirs connected with a king rendered the bourgeoisie Now it was the individual who was robbing him at retail. Rue Polonceau, the other in the Rue Droit-Mur. spinster. Sultan, her cat, which might have mewed Allegri's miserere in