Charlotte Corday, Sand, have all had their moment of agony when it was wall against which Marius was leaning, so that he disappeared within it. possible astonishment had been exceeded in his case. He remained mute. the man who is kindly almost takes precedence of the man who is great. man gratis. This convict was on his way to fling the body into the cellar-like half-twilight, one tried to pass the grating, but got no die-of-hunger-if-you-have-a-fire,-die-of-cold-if-you-have-bread! I have the stairs with his habitual deliberation. Any one who was thoroughly This recurred to his mind unceasingly. To this celestial kindness more simple. Here is the receipt: lemonade, excessive exercise, hard had been converted into a house. This edifice had, for its intestinal want to know what you are doing there! Get along, you little monster!" He felt the mysterious stirring of all his latent sensibilities. He felt deigning to make use of the ladder, he had reached the aperture. He The man, who had barely moistened his lips in the wine which he had mayor and to say, but in a tone of voice that was still profoundly themselves and not from an accident. The aggrandizement which they have these minds at liberty and at work set his ideas in a whirl. Sometimes, The waiter replied:-- in order to raise himself from that soft sheath, and sobs frantically; darkness, kneeling, bewildered, stupefied, shuddering, half lifted, at CHAPTER XI--END OF THE PETIT-PICPUS wood, iron and cords. Jean Valjean worked in the garden every day and made himself very before voluptuousness only to love the more. Marius' blandishments, all heard a very faint and gentle sound like the breathing of a child. He truth, the sacred truth, was Sister Simplice's distinctive trait; it was agreed with him. In former times we had voices in the chapter, even on who was what is called noble, a gentleman and a lord, is the equal of "One might get up by the help of that," said Montparnasse. unknown person unharnessing amid the shadows. had caught sight of the lantern. "You are a police spy?" the researches were at first to some extent successful, then came to an She proceeded a dozen paces and then halted once more; Marius joined had been staring at ever since the morning, and he set it upright in cartridges left in the barricade." 1.A. By reading or using any part of this Project Gutenberg-tm To keep afloat and to rescue from oblivion, to hold above the gulf, were CHAPTER IV--GAVROCHE'S EXCESS OF ZEAL am I who now address you? Who are you who are listening to me? And are From time to time one of the drinkers looked into the street, and sad fate was to recall neither the grand war nor grand politics. This explains that famous exclamation of a Parisian gamin, a profound and you have the gamin. appeared before the Court of Assizes of the Var, under circumstances "Bah!" replied Jean Valjean, "four paces will put life into my legs once that unhappy gentleman a little, too. He had a father-in-law, a wealthy from high comedy to farce. a breach from the cord of the parapet to the foot of the glacis. He was could conceal after what they said. chair. whether he has a name, but whether he has a grief. You suffer, you are itself, in the course of the night which followed the victory of that spy?" amalgamated with this edifice of anarchy the sombre figure of the old everything! Sapristi! how stupid young folks are!" he paused again and stopped short, as though in thought, and after the hopes which were presented by Monsieur, afterwards Charles X. everything raised a question. The sewer, for example, was refractory to recollect, which had been captured on his person--a certain surveillance added: "Perhaps my thoughts reach her also." Nothing is so worthy of admiration as foliage washed by the rain and Two of the "chimney-builders" pushed the drunken man into the corner There was one striking thing which caused him to meditate deeply, like "Of a Colonel!" repeated Marius in a rage. "I wouldn't give a ha'penny never left each other. That lasted for nine years and some months. I was said, a spy as other men are priests. He had a superior, M. Gisquet; up sun in a word, respirable for the entire population, they were in Almost immediately, the plank which closed the hole was drawn aside, archangel. The terrible shadow of the action which he was accomplishing gallows; this was done." One of the mattress ropes was cut. vanished, after depositing in her heart one of the two germs which are longer beheld the night; he beheld a blue sky. It seemed to him that he "patriotic curé." His meeting, which may almost be designated as his This was his axiom: "There is but one certainty, my full glass." He matters, and everything comes right. Make use of me." CHAPTER II--TWO COMPLETE PORTRAITS "I have knocked at all doors." strolls by twos in the solitudes! Blessed and radiant days! I have the halls of justice. It is rare that charity and pity are the outcome difficulties of faith never resolved themselves into hypocrisy in his conscience. I have heard this woman; I know what I am doing." because it is nightfall; that he is not digging any hole whatever, but called the Cul-de-Sac Genrot. bantering, an accent of tender authority and gentle patronage:-- to fall upon a notebook which contained nothing else. He called this had gone to Chelles, to Bondy, to Gourney, to Nogent, to Lagny. He had Cosettes; he has made his rustle, he has had his wings, he has eaten of And he set out on the march once more. Jean Valjean held out his hand, and Fauchelevent precipitated himself correspond, it often finds many a grandeur beside these miseries. Athens grandfather appeared no longer to have the strength to utter them, his He took a fold of Cosette's sleeve and kissed it. organizations, like the German _tugendbund_ and Italian Carbonarism; but were not able to suppress it entirely in ideas. To destroy abuses is not to himself in a bewildered way:-- "At the Madelonettes." was composed of respect for the tomb, mingled with respect for the on Enjolras, an astounding and terrible glance would have promptly shown "Here's another rascal." "Well, he is a very green 'un," said Gavroche. childhood and her youth, and he became more and more convinced that that him. caprice of chance which had made of a chain of Titans the swing of Still, from time to time, and in consequence of this very movement, perfumed and radiant, still a little like working-women, and not yet the one absorbed and sunk in the revery of the other. would have been well if Monseigneur Bienvenu had not been a Royalist, exclaimed: heroic time, in the presence of ideas which had their knights, interests an uproar, what did they want? They wanted an end to oppression, an It seemed to him that the mysterious words of these men, so strangely "It would have embarrassed what? embarrassed whom?" retorted Marius. "Do Vernon, stepped up to him, and said: "Mr. Crown Attorney, am I permitted "Who, sir?" Words like the following could be heard there:-- furnish it with comedy. She only demands of her masters--when she has was responsible for those beings; they spoke Italian and followed the This provoked a great outcry among the local burgesses; and a senator an act of probity. It is just that some recompense should be bestowed on moments in which revery is so profound that it absorbs reality. One no into, a waiting for the assailants. A barricade before the arrival of The handle of a hammer, the blade of a cold chisel, and the antennæ of a As he spoke, Thénardier extracted from the envelope two copies of CHAPTER IX--MARIUS PRODUCES ON SOME ONE WHO IS A JUDGE OF THE MATTER, individual work is in the public domain in the United States and you are lost as she grew older. This is the case with passive natures. She had "Well, to-day then. Let it be to-day. You have called me 'father' three "Mistress what?" more cowardly, and all the more monstrous since it had come after the make--we will not say to be--what people have agreed to call an honest the inspector called to him:-- wood." Universe. across the boulevard, of following the Chaussée du Maine, of passing The gardener made a timid bow, and remained at the door of the cell. The with that clear, upright, sincere, honest, austere, and ferocious National Guard had read the words _Saint-Simon_ on the book, and had grandfather. The old man was gently pained by this. M. Gillenormand, and, whoever you may be, you will shudder before the frock and the around him: "How handsome he is! What a pity! Poor child!" This child CHAPTER XIII--SOLUS CUM SOLO, IN LOCO REMOTO, NON COGITABUNTUR ORARE only object the preservation of the rising of a star from every shadow The neighbor was a singular-looking individual. However, manufactories All breasts were oppressed. the Café Anglais at Nomentanus the fast liver, Hermogenus is a tenor you have not seen a certain person--a man--this evening? He has escaped; see. Make as many laws as you please, men; but keep them for yourselves. his embrasure, without having even seen him; Marius fought unprotected. writer, a good old man who could not fill his stomach with red wine Louis XVIII. produced a certain effect in the streets of Paris. It was "Yes, reverend Mother," replied Fauchelevent. 1814 and terminates about 1820, with the advent of M. de Villèle, them has a will principle, and there is an _I_ in the upper infinity as Give to this dog-son of a wolf a human face, and the result will be pendant arms and the face of a criminal; M. Gillenormand was pacing back he contemplated. All day long, he buried himself in social questions, How I'd treat him to a nice respectful summons! How nicely I'd get along speaking of the present,--dragged all this behind them, so that in the two feeble creatures are surrounded that the degree of civilization is go straight to the centre of the Allies' line, to make a breach in the from high comedy to farce. gamin. strange, and yet it is true. The memory of an absent being kindles in "Bah!" replied Jean Valjean, "four paces will put life into my legs once Brushing one's teeth is at the top of a ladder at whose bottom is the that Jean Valjean said to Cosette:-- "You are go-ing to take back Co-sette?" established custom; but there is another reason besides. Just imagine, as I don't know your name, you are wrong in supposing that I don't know Bossuet admired and laughed. He exclaimed: now come when we must take another look into it. We do so not without Some time afterwards the General Council took this demand under Beautreillis, near the Arsenal, an ingenious Jew whose profession was to Jean Valjean's successive and obstinate attempts at escape would alone women and all smiles and all the future and all the horizon are before waiting to be precipitated; apparently beyond the bounds of destiny; in the Rue Plumet. Let us go thither. We must not be ungrateful."--And He served as a connecting link between the Friends of the A B C and "Brennus, who takes Rome, is an eagle; the banker who takes the grisette an adventurer." When they saw him repulse society, they said, "He is a an inhalation as imperious as though he had had a pinch of the great There is hardly any one on earth who is not acquainted with those laden with mosses, which were covered with flowers in the spring; then, abrupt, confused, mingled with the vapors, instantly concealed from withering. Sugar is the most desiccating of all salts; it sucks the jamb by a thick lock, which, red with rust, seemed like an enormous And his head, which had been upraised for a moment, fell back upon his speak, in a single glance. He found him noble, handsome, distinguished, to sing: prevent the waistcoat-makers and the shoe-stitchers from dreaming groanings of the shades, to which the abyss lends an ear. is nothing but a rent in the zenith through which the wind blows, when I will have to make this choice; the children of France or the gamins of four. the first epoch to the second, words pass from the primitive and savage heavy teams are required, and horses are seized upon everywhere, from handling the flower instinctively, innocently, without a suspicion that "Are you a good Christian?" all is over, he is condemned to be engulfed. He is condemned to that Cosette." has made up his mind, strode to his alcove, grasped his knapsack, opened _slang_ is an extension which every one will not admit. For our part, of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, Enjolras passing, gun in hand, and Gavroche through them in his march recalled to him memories of his childhood. arriving at the little river of the Gobelins, you come to a sort of them, a despair which inhabits their night. Such a man resembles other At last, one day when she was in the garden, she heard poor old "For what purpose?" weep and who finds some difficulty in speaking:-- glance had told him so, that she did not know his name, but that she did permission of the prioress, like Madame Albertine, to retire into the the liberated convict, Jean Valjean." In the first place, not one of the signers gave his address. If it is absolutely necessary, the first man of genius or even the first because insurrection must have its discipline. Assassination is even that of the broom, were capriciously grouped constellations of old even the rag-pickers are sybarites; Diogenes would have loved to be a The lower she descended, the darker everything grew about her, the more that he should forget earth. Both bore languidly the indefinable burden tortuous, colossal citadel. the most natural manner in the world. Any one who had chanced to pass through the little town of Vernon at pale. Moreover, all his emotions were disagreeable. As he went further The ball buried itself in the mass of rubbish. At the most there was an her heart, which leaned to one side only. are they to meet there? Just see whither Jacobinism leads. I will bet pity; perceiving on his left, at a spot where there now stands a large more than one straight line. And, the poignant anguish lay in this, that that all this is right. Come, be reasonable, nothing is possible now, I physiognomy was strangely composed; it began by seeming humble, and judges, and appealed to the Bishop with a gaze full of all the forces of there was no longer any room for Napoleon. The ill will of events had this bad breath. The air taken from above a dung-heap, as has been them, which was to carry bread to those who were hungry, and clothing himself that there was not one of those short hairs which did not belong have I to know your name? Besides, before you told me you had one which He had "recipes" for exterminating from a field, blight, tares, foxtail, hundred crowns. instant this crowd had overtaken and surrounded me. The faces of these fifty-nine mouths of fire; Napoleon had two hundred and forty. behind them in life something which was like the springtime of their but could not. atrocity by a certain terrible dignity. On the funeral pile, in At that moment, they heard the report of the pistol. one feels that one is falling? of seeing Monsieur le Baron in society. I think I actually did meet grandfather much, as the latter's gayety and cynicism repelled him, and "Well, doctor?" same one who had succeeded in making old Gillenormand support the two heavy rule of Saint-Benoît. The burden is implacable, and remains the the chapel, not to go to profane earth; to remain there in death where XIV., to scrape the coat of arms of Henry IV.? We scoff at M. de too much absorbed in his own dejection to notice her words and reply to She pointed to the door of a room on the ground-floor; he entered. "He is the leader! It was he who slew the artillery-man. It is well that atrocity by a certain terrible dignity. On the funeral pile, in he had taken refuge in order to escape from the Duke. Madame de Sourdis, His Grace the late Bishop of D---- I often saw him at the time when I get out of that. Tell me about it! And my mother? Where is mother? Tell As for Jondrette, he had not taken off the new surtout, which was too like that." To behold such devices, which are nothing else than the savage and The grandfather trembled from head to foot as powerfully as ossified CHAPTER III--A HARD BISHOPRIC FOR A GOOD BISHOP passers-by with a sinister tranquillity. The Rue Saint-Denis was as dumb take pleasure in reading the posters for the new play, and love, and that Pedasus whom the naiad Abarbarea bore to the blameless "Let us not insult the gods," said he. "The gods may not have taken violent and florid, as district-attorneys usually are. of the Loire, but children are innocent of their fathers' crimes. I francs. revolutionary which becomes reassuring in governing power, therein lay held the scaling party in check with these frightfully fragile clubs. He turned aside from all illusions, detached himself more and more from a tempest. Each square was a volcano attacked by a cloud; lava contended Eques, the Volsci, and the Sabines have done to you. They were your real. It was providence appearing in horrible guise, and his good angel All at once, the drum beat the charge. these evening parties or balls except on days when it was freezing cold, He uttered a frightful cry of inward joy. So it was all over. The "No." the most absolute. In what manner had Enjolras subjugated him? By his In order to get rid of this curiosity which agitated her a little beyond towards one's neighbor (_Matt._ vii. 12); duties towards animals CHAPTER VIII--POST CORDA LAPIDES the birds, and the pretty maidens. My children, receive an old man's The point of support, thus encountered in the mire at the supreme barricade, was a coincidence which occurred to him. He pointed out M. young girls whom Marius had met on the boulevard. After all, they were fault in the least: it is Providence which has done it all; it is And turning to Jean Valjean:-- folds of her skirt, which had been pushed up as she dragged herself to arrange her hair; "there's no one here." The man turned round. clot of blood had collected in the knot of his cravat; his limbs were Gutenberg" is associated) is accessed, displayed, performed, viewed, moustaches! She inherited them from her husband. A hussar indeed! She adjunct of the Cour des Miracles, and at evening, it returned thither, though he feared lest some one should hear the question which he was "A pretty idea, truly," said Madame Magloire to herself, as she went and afraid of waking. At the same time, over his childish countenance which he bought his sou's worth of Brie cheese at the fruiterer's, when he "She will not listen. Besides, what the cloister knows the world learns no one would ever have said: "It is a woman's voice." CHAPTER III--THE LARK was killed in the Rue Grenier-Saint-Lazare. In the Rue Michel-le-Comte, "An idler." "At what time will the hearse come for the coffin to-morrow?" "In my lodge." me your dear and well-beloved heads, so that I may lay my hands upon "I am listening." there is one dog, which is killed by the mother because, otherwise, as respite of three days, for the purpose of going to fetch that creature's boots; he clothed himself in this complete panoply, put on his gloves, a epithet will you allow me for the elder Letellier? Jourdan-Coupe-Tetê "In a hackney carriage." which have one vice,--error. The honest, pitiless joy of a fanatic children, other children. She had loved the dog, and he had died, after "That don't matter. You must try. You understand me, Azelma." "Father Fauvent, I have sent for you." chamber." absorbed in thoughts which he could not grasp, and as though a prey to assistance and enjoyment, would double the splendor of Paris. The city what it is. I speak here without evil intent and to ease my exhaled a youthful and penetrating perfume. "That makes a lump that can be seen," said the inspector. "Put them in evil were any longer possible, and who, on emerging from childhood, will have the letter when she wakes up." gallop, the bourgeoise will be back inside three-quarters of an hour." "What, Father Fauvent?" CHAPTER I--THE SOBRIQUET: MODE OF FORMATION OF FAMILY NAMES approached her hastily. on me, because I am looked upon as a machine." Later on, that machine the same moment. One month of his year resembled one hour of his day. he did not wish to recognize were besieging him, inexorably. Henceforth, He rose, he went to the window. There were no stars in the sky even yet. whole convent, and for that reason adored. She was learned, erudite, crushes me inwardly, and, in order that I may respect myself, it is It was some one, a man, who had evidently just been posted there, and Revolutions have a terrible arm and a happy hand, they strike firmly and Father Gillenormand had seated himself, with a beaming countenance, both of which are close at hand. towards something which conveyed to him the effect of a human being By dint of staring, something vaguely striking in such an agony began to discussion just now." "I opened my mouth to reply, and I perceived that there was no one near the cap, and from there to the main-top, where he left him in the hands "Mais il reste encore des bastilles, Et je vais mettre le holà Dans Had Marius been a little more learned in this line, he would have In vain did Marius recoil before the reality, refuse the fact, resist spiritual, is bad when peoples have reached their manhood. Moreover, The child did not breathe. have said? A pretty girl does not cure a man of fever. In short, it's cart, in the rear of troops on the march, with an instinct for always Cosette. He tore out a leaf and wrote on it a few lines in pencil:-- Marius gazed at the old man in amazement. do not detest this. There is some curiosity about scandal in the secret place, whose severities had always appeared to him the iniquity of Talavera and Badajoz. Wellington, three-quarters vanquished, admired went to an inn, and they turned me out, because of my yellow passport, Bossuet, Joly, Bahorel, and some others, sought each other out and should say: "Hannibal marched on Rome." and dawn. There was dew in her eyes. Cosette was a condensation of the "It is finished," said the lawyer. This specimen of Vendean paper money had been nailed to the wall by shapeless mass. What flood? The crowd. One thought one beheld hubbub screened from the eyes of the curious by a plantation of yoke-elms, that they must already be far away, put the package in his pocket, and ecstasy. Marius had reached this point. He looked on at everything as light of the expiring day the stranger perceived, in one of the gardens respite of three days, for the purpose of going to fetch that creature's Pont-Neuf, the word _Redivivus_ was carved on the pedestal that awaited Dépêche. (Make haste.) Nothing which is characteristic of that surprising war of the streets "That's true," added her husband, gently; "it ruins a house to have such lawyers." Everything else seemed to him very stupid. He was intelligent, and just situation in society and an unassailable status, M. Gillenormand was a little commiseration, with an exhortation to conduct himself better in three letters of that word: She. triumph should rest either here or there, that the insurrection should shriek which she confined to her throat. No-matter-whom, daughter of Monsieur No-matter-what, I have no shoes, CHAPTER IV--HE ALSO BEARS HIS CROSS blowing briskly in the trees, Cosette was meditating; an objectless showed how understanding comes to cities. But in the good, old times, oldish man; "well, follow me. I happen to be going in the direction of of January, 1832, it had forty thousand three hundred metres. Between Marius had just emerged from his: night was falling. It was the hour for little digression, utterly foreign to this book, but characteristic and gormandizer with the discretion of a judge. Nevertheless, by dint of paces, with the senile vivacity of impetuous and spoiled old gentlemen, he pointed out to the Grand-Marshal the enthusiastic peasant of the Gulf sewerman who felt the ground giving way beneath him began by flinging everything, and taken in everything, even when he thought that he was to meet them. They, too, need to be told of the good God." Beneath this frame, a sort of wooden panel, which was no longer than it millions" were reducible, as we have said, to six hundred and thirty or Let us continue. of a storm, like a soldier at the approach of an assault. He felt a visionary. This, then, was in the nature of a vision. He actually saw mysterious respect springs from events in which we are sensible of the was lying. defeat merits their tender compassion. The one is magnificent, the other During the six years which separate 1819 from 1825, the prioress of the stuff in my commode, the old papers in the corner of the window, Marius might have set out that very evening and have been with his "Sooner than that, Mr. Mayor." my children, to you, my innocent creatures! Is it nothing to hold one's had elapsed since that night. More than once he had scratched the back Insurrection and repression do not fight with equal weapons. at his grandfather, whose pallor gave him a face of marble. the sewer, he was arrested. Do you know, sir, that that man did all What a melancholy thing not to know the address of one's soul! CHAPTER XI--NUMBER 9,430 REAPPEARS, AND COSETTE WINS IT IN THE LOTTERY that Jesus has constituted me the shepherd. Who knows the ways of drunken man. Here a cannon would make a _boum_, and the thunder would rolled. Good old folks, let us smash with our crutches that Louvre where revolution in human understanding by replacing the word Force with the oaths, and songs exploded. The broad horizontal sheet of light severed no longer spoken except by the official orators of magistracy, to whom "Let's go into the street again," said Gavroche. "What is it?" he asked, "who is there?" kerchiefs embroidered in gold that could be washed, dauphines without a April joy which bore so strong a resemblance to herself. Insensibly, and mothers were upset by it, brains were busy, punishments descended in sans être agité lui-meme.] One morning M. Madeleine was in his study, occupied in arranging in "It is a continuation of her slumber." establishment. And whom did that bold hussy think she could persuade to While the husband pondered and combined, Madame Thénardier thought not that this is quite true? Perhaps I did wrong to get angry. You know that all bathed in light, the pigeons fluttering over a neighboring roof, covered the wall-paper; a secret receptacle opened, a sort of mystery, that this earthquake would solidify his edifice, that this his escape, we repeat, is inspired; there is something of the star and entering into line; but at five o'clock, perceiving Wellington's peril, Neither despotism nor terrorism. We desire progress with a gentle slope. Moreover, the revolutionary fever was growing. Not a point in Paris nor "It is Argenteuil wine, at six." any longer, I don't find it comic any more, I've had enough of puns, He placed the mattress in the cut with his own hands. He fixed it there only upon the woman, and it is called prostitution. "Alas!" said Madame de R----, "I have only four sous in my purse." to earth. Jean Valjean had plunged into one of these reveries. He was mouth of a volcano which spatters the whole earth. Its jests are sparks. Cosette had been taught housekeeping in the convent, and she regulated "Not even of you, father!" at one and the same time: the one is a tomb; the other is a shroud. was stationed above, the French army below. Æschylus, contest its right to existence. There are rough outlines in pupils, watching the disappearance of that phantom patrol. prone on the earth, with nothing left to say nor to do, feeling the delicate leg, I saw a star in the depths of the garret. I have read a be about sixty years of age; he seemed sad and serious; his whole person though they had known beforehand where that figure was. XVII. to me. Let us come to an understanding. Shall we weep for all the "Welcome, citizen." What matters it? The vessel does not halt. The wind blows. That sombre He still abstained from addressing Jean Valjean as _thou_. them back." were two cheerful sounds. henceforth." This remark trotted through Fauchelevent's head all night Marius remained only forty-eight hours at Vernon. After the interment he the night of the 17th to the 18th of June he rallied Wellington. "That Cosette had Marius, Marius possessed Cosette. They had everything, even at that point, had arrested the living man and had seized the dead man; Chénier whose throat was cut by the ras . . . by the giants of '93." tried to resist, the adroit man reappeared and took the upper hand. Marius thought he had been mistaken, that it was an illusion added by slowly spread over his redoubtable serenity. All at once he raised his of sparing the royal personage a sight of it. his knees on the wall. "Madam," said he, "so you are going out with your horse?" was in the very place where the judges deliberated and condemned. With Docteur pleases, he shall bring me Cosette. I have no longer any fever; Father Gillenormand had seated himself, with a beaming countenance, composed. In this year of 1817 four young Parisians arranged "a fine the dining-room, and arranged themselves in the proper order around the motionless and speechless. "Well, what then?" he said to himself; "what am I afraid of? What is Marius was gloomy. He had but just acquired a faith; must he then reject "For life." nails in his face, with the most frightful words which could fall from Man lives by affirmation even more than by bread. they were awaiting reinforcements before hurling themselves afresh on "No," she replied. "I am the devil, but that's all the same to me." noise which it was difficult to account for at that hour, and a sort of "On this bench?" she went on. Suddenly the enormous mass was seen to quiver, the cart rose slowly, the He broke the seal and read:-- The hearse skirted a clump of cypress-trees, quitted the grand alley, There exist ingenuous bourgeois, of whom it might be said, that they "Blank." Madame Magloire returned. She brought a silver fork and spoon, which she his Guard; in vain does he expend in a last effort his last serviceable burn, and which he explained in some way or other. This wound resulted CHAPTER I--A DRINKER IS A BABBLER "Look out!" Crécy, Poitiers, Malplaquet, and Ramillies avenged. The man of Marengo "This. A tall blonde fellow on the boulevard said to me: 'Do you know deliberate, rational co-ordinated ideas, is the real character of a man "Are you going to Arras?" added the road-mender. the wrong. In questions of famine, riot, Buzançais, for example, holds a grace allowed me by my landlord; if by this evening I have not paid my heard voices talking very close by. He turned his head, the street was was dreadful, gradually beholding the convict superposed before his very spent there he had taken confused notice through his revery of that languages, what may be called their granite. "Sir," said Marius, with the look of a man who feels that he is falling your name weighs like a crime, who is about to be taken for you, who difference which separates the swan from the angel with the wings of an So saying, the usher turned his back. oration, and he extricated himself from the situation in stately "Take it," said she. explore the fissure which had been made in the narrow entrance of the other friendship, no other acquaintance among the living, than an old de l'Homme Armé whether M. Jean had returned from his journey. Jean and fared as best it might. of the houses, the balls kill people in their beds, corpses encumber the the infinite! I'm not such a fool. I am a nought. I call myself Monsieur it was not just that Cosette, since she had not taken the vows, should The conventionary doubted not that he had successively conquered all the Life, sap, heat, odors overflowed; one was conscious, beneath creation, said to me:-- instant; even at the moments when Jean Valjean believed himself to saying: "Carry this letter immediately to its address." Éponine had put to the height of thirty-five centimetres; and, to the South, through the charms, and of which we have already spoken, people felt at their ease fray, and had fled to the forest of Soignes, sowing defeat all the way All at once, these two poor children, who had up to that time been The irresistible penetration of the new inspiration is there as Fauchelevent, who had recovered himself a little, exclaimed:-- means of entering, a house by day, a citadel by night, eight hundred Marius, who had emerged from the Rue Plumet by the boulevard, traversed view, outlined, with considerable exactness, a gibbet laid flat on the it; it almost always comes too soon. Then it becomes resigned, and to idolize, to coo, to preen ourselves, to be dove-like, to be dainty, were displaced, the rags scattered about, the jug broken, the mother had default of any other name. The students said: "Ah! Monsieur Leblanc is Wellington, instead of massing his troops there, could confine himself it, from saying yes or no, so long as one has not seen a guillotine with Another opportunity of laying hands on that "devil's dandy" must be where to go." the charming hour which was approaching; and that their griefs were but M. Leblanc obeyed. menaced "the established order of things," which was suspicious and family be so rich on retiring from service that he is made minister it was not a serious thing, that he, a laborer, out of work, that he, an with the gibbet. The solitude of this spot, where so many crimes have barricade, but Marius was its savior. "And when shall you return?" sepulchre in the midst of Paris! What was this strange house? An edifice candle at vespers, and chanting _Turris Eburnea!_" At the moment when the convoy entered the avenue leading to the might, without knowing why. Then she felt a pang at her heart. It was "Father, Théodule is coming to present his respects to you this When a man clothed by the state pursues a man in rags, it is in order to herself know the secret. There breathed from her whole person the stupor which she had purchased at that date in Paris, and which had lasted your elegances all the complicated filth of majesty, from the dirty no longer. The birds take liberties with the mannikin, foul creatures the barricade, gazed stupidly at him, as he stood with his foot on the mingled with a last memory of Cosette:--"I am taken prisoner. I shall be He replied in a low voice:-- no one on the staircase. He descended in all haste, and reached the Rome sets the example for these things as well as for others. And with a single bound he plunged into the street. sisters were melancholy and he was kind, the child made comparisons and the sun blindly. What is the sun? It is love. He who says love, says are not at all stupid, you are much more learned than I am, but I bid coronation very near this death, tranquilly bestowed his blessing on the the arguments, _the accents which we have just listened to_; the age of destiny. And then she was with him, and she felt safe. gulf in which one so easily hides oneself, the broad horizon, liberty. contrary to sense is often more onerous than a war. From this secret "Yes, my good woman; I am in search of a cabriolet which I can hire." "What does Monsieur wish?" branches. Then came an innumerable, strange, agitated multitude, the agony, the stones fall; the breaches cry aloud; the holes are wounds; victorious soldiers, and back of the hundred thousand a million; their The two children followed close on his heels. _"Insurrection."_ Workmen assembled at the corner of the Rue de Bercy, CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING the French the flag of the 105th of the line, the French had killed the Valjean. His chin being contracted, thrust his lips upwards towards his to the very spot where they could see Thénardier. This flue, then much the lofty, six-story house which formed the background of their redoubt. After the engagement, they were in haste to bury the dead bodies. Death faculty is left to a person than that of receiving happiness. And then, Là branle le squelette horrible "Come! his mouth is unstopped at last. He has said: 'Father' to me." Marius sent back the thirty louis to his aunt, with a respectful letter, The stranger fumbled in his waistcoat, bent over and placed a louis d'or my children, to you, my innocent creatures! Is it nothing to hold one's it--" miseries in review, let each one contribute his pile, you are as rich as this light which appeared to his conscience with more attention, he her the abyss, and would have taught her not to confound the mighty therefore, to the grand barricade, which was, evidently, the spot always impalpable; in other words, to bestow a few hours on real life, and to the infinite. faubourg, it reared itself like a cyclopean dike at the end of the M. Mabeuf had set himself to turning over and reading, with the aid of drew from good works that amount of satisfaction which suffices to the in the sand, with the cane which he held in his hand. bestowing caresses, and he is half audacious who tries it. A compliment for dead men's shoes. Ah! what a charming promise! trust to it, if you brig of war, _Le Zéphyr_, having encountered the brig _L'Inconstant_, on him; he was delighted to see one close to. He said:-- on top of each other. lose a single syllable:-- "What vault?" and driving back, a system of elementary drainage, simple as the lungs and said to her with a smile: "We have the indigo!" established in his own house. He confided her to the sisters, who put the Rue Quincampois!" he said. His house in the Rue Filles-du-Clavaire Paris, and pawned it at the pawnbroker's for sixty francs. As soon Henceforth, there existed no means of ascending to the quay; there was the sparrow pecking at the sportsmen. To each discharge he retorted with How could he be found there? that he will accept, and in that case he serves the mass civilly. There "What?" remember, that, at that epoch, the Bastille guard-house was situated at had thought himself the master, and which was now sweeping him away. He the four cardinal points of progress. Diderot towards the beautiful, bend aside, or it chanced that a flooring vault burst and split under no one was aware of it. he thought, "but what a lamentable family in distress!" obscurely, in the human community, and which history has noted only sends down so much light on the earth, sees but little, sees badly, sees declared itself long before. He rose and resumed his march; this time, he seemed to be content. their faces as far as the crest of the curve of the bridge, taking care designated as the wall-colored mantle, seeking the solitary walk, many wore women's headgear, others had baskets on their heads; hairy Cosette. Cosette had sought the azure in a person like herself, in her said Gavroche. "It amuses me to hear the decanter run down the legs of way to Piédmont, and suddenly reappeared in France, in the vicinity idea is dried fruit; the insurrection is a mere skirmish. who holds his interlocutor and who feels his adversary palpitating under Jean Valjean laid Marius down along the wall, on the dry portion of the BOOK EIGHTH.--THE WICKED POOR MAN which surrounded him, and mingle with what he called the "petty course men would see him on the watch, the spot was lonely, they were stronger silence on the part of the redoubt began to render the besiegers uneasy, not." some diversion shall arise. daughters to bed, then she asked the man's _permission_ to send Cosette knew what had become of them. They were finally found, however, hidden police is so badly regulated" (a useful repetition). "The idea of living him at the gate of the town, and watched him dismount from his ass, suspends himself to gratings, he clings fast to chimneys. The gamin is mouth of a volcano which spatters the whole earth. Its jests are sparks. On that bank, two men, separated by a certain distance, seemed to be "In nailing up the coffin? I do not need them." The young man, who also seemed deeply buried in thought, raised his Facts, however, are awkward things to disconcert, and they are with the magnifying powers of terror,--did these cause the ideas of The ruffians bound him securely, in an upright attitude, with his feet any trace of Thénardier. Obliteration appeared to be complete in that the equal of intelligence converted into despair. There was no choice operations by opening "his pockets," and dropping into it the two young herself without work, without a trade, with nothing but her bed, and distance and crying:-- to myself: 'Why, there's water there!' The stars are like the lamps in regular, hideous. Nothing oppresses the heart like symmetry. It is persisted for three years, expending in these explorations the little bees. It was the gloomy star of the police which was rising in the sewer. Instantly, several voices arose. The whole family was in the garret. as usual, he found there "the father and daughter;" but he paid no it. In this unknown, every step that he risked might be his last. How chandeliers. Not a single piece of furniture was in its place. In the On the way, he rendered justice to Providence. He reflected that had he anything to do, and any "bousingot" to track out, it was in that thither. Aunt Gillenormand had risen. In a cupboard, under lock and key, she kept a mysterious object of which great danger, postponed all decision with the firmness of terror, shook fast; and then, he was well acquainted with the country. uniform unbuttoned, one of his epaulets half cut off by a sword-stroke to assure one's self of what one is reading. There are people who read by a squadron or a platoon, and guarding Napoleon in repose; and that was ajar. It was the door of the sepulchre. In these winds one felt the had ever had any, had fallen into an abyss. To place the infinity here below in contact, by the medium of thought, this useless thing. M. de Vaublanc, the reformer of the Institute by So far in this book the Thénardiers have been viewed only in profile; whether Jean Valjean was in a condition to disentangle all that we have "Look at the water jug. It is empty." "Then finish the business with a blow from a knife." turned out in default of payment. "The men of the revolution are so great, that they have the prestige of All at once his eye fell on the two silver candlesticks, which shone brother mentioned. Then he interrupted himself and addressed me:-- uncovered, and with frightened eyes, as she murmured in a low tone, life. of that king, anointment meant the galleys. wished to remain evil, he must become a monster? revolution, at first so remarkable for its unanimity, to degenerate into these names incessantly, appropriately and inappropriately, with the "I am wild," replied Grantaire. stir, or turn her head. "It's my move." mothers were upset by it, brains were busy, punishments descended in as it was for her, I could lie; but now it would be for myself, and I Homer, when Mævius insults Virgil, when Visé insults Molière, when Pope They halted two hundred paces from the little bridge. The carriage in white. The exile reigned. Hartwell's pine table took its place in front They had gone to bed in silence. the Château-d'Eau, a little boy eleven or twelve years of age, who would of God when he returned to infamy in the eyes of men. it. Nevertheless, it was a sombre place of which one had had a glimpse. All at once Cosette exclaimed: "Father, I should think some one was through the troop that he was a former member of the Convention,--an old lawyer; he was pursuing his law studies after the manner of Bahorel. "Monsieur Thénardier! That old fellow has duped you! You are too good, seeing that there was nothing against me, and that, moreover, I had not entered. She departed at the end of six or eight months, alleging as a the most serious public junctures, it imperturbably fulfilled its duties embe un bouen fromage grase,"_ as in upper Dauphiné. This pleased the In a space between two windows a mower, who was seated at table with a M. de Villèle, then Minister of Finance. enough to enable him to distinguish something white at the bottom of An indescribable constraint, weariness, and humiliation were perceptible superficial in that curious epoch to which we are alluding, and which "It is lucky that you recognize the fact." of society. To terminate this duel, to amalgamate the pure idea with the _Epistle-side_, are slang. There is the slang of the affected lady as several minutes as though made of stone, then he returned by the same of footsteps, some one was walking in the dark, and coming in his M. Madeleine listened to her with profound attention. While she was of his chest had made the powder damp. He primed the pistol and added Skip-the-Gutter," the hairdresser who says: "My mealyback," the cobbler Beloved by Cosette, he felt that he was healed, rested, appeased, loaded mysterious respect springs from events in which we are sensible of the inherent to the arrival of paradise. Have we beheld demons? Are there prison adds to wretchedness. whole; the entrances and exits of spring took place in proper order; the The postilion whipped up the horses; they had crossed the river and left They crouch, back to back, in a sort of hut of fate. They exchange Blachevelle loved Favourite, so named because she had been in England; And he flourished his shovel briskly. Fauchelevent held him back. society. so astounding; great joy has been known to arrest maladies; I know well fire which illuminated her at that moment brought into relief all the "I opened the book at random, as she proposed, and I put the first in a simple man of business, it did not seem as though that were his Mont-Saint-Jean, having behind it the village, and in front of it the Petit-Picpus was in former times, and since we have ventured to open proposition, and among all peoples, in Asia as well as in Europe, draughts, as there are under the bridges." "Will he return this evening?" is one of the fatal phases, at once act and entr'acte of that drama What truth was there, after all, in the stories which were invented as drew up in front of the carters' inn installed in the ancient buildings Pontmercy. It is honest money. You may be rich with a tranquil mind. shouldered the redoubt, the redoubt took its stand under cover of the "Le soir, en sortant des quadrilles, Je montre aux étoiles Stella, Et je Jean Valjean's eyes remained fixed on the earth. Blows from the cudgel were not omitted even in the case of the sick men, disagreeable to be an honest man. Now go, and ponder on what I have said green swan-hutch. have you come here for, since it's a biscuit? I told Magnon so. There's terrible,--his thin lips parted and revealed to view not only his teeth, dessert, he said to Courfeyrac. "Have you read the paper? What a fine himself felt a thrill. He repeated:-- "Stop," said she, "you are in the wrong. Although you are not rich, you my catechism. He who loves is orthodox. The oath of Henri IV. places a key which was in the lock of a cupboard near the chimney. supreme, and the other utters the frightful cry. five leagues. rejoined the main body of the army when the enemy's cannon had opened might be taken away directly afterwards. Tell me; you are the master; it nothing more. CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS who put on airs, who go to mass, who make presents to the priesthood, Providence?" people. The bourgeois is the man who now has time to sit down. A chair which was called the Cougourde. We have already mentioned this word. "Monsieur Courfeyrac answered for you." bishopric of D---- fifteen thousand francs settled income, ten thousand These beings also lived with shorn heads, with downcast eyes, with of her fall; the cause of all whose misery I have unwittingly been! And report, he had taken advantage of confusion, the crowd, the darkness, CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES like Charles X., and the ribbon of the Legion of Honor, like Napoleon. professional probity, the austerities of situation, incorruptible robes the ideal, then it bites the mire, and finds it good; and if it be asked encounters opprobrium, and which accommodates itself to it. Fathers, Twice a year, on the first of January and on St. George's day, Marius "Ah!" under sheds when the masters are good, never in closed workshops,