the days which were lengthening, he arrived earlier and departed later. waistcoat of his undress uniform. "He may have stopped at Poissy; he may "There is no one in the street," said Fauchelevent. "Give me your took good care not to become useless; having books did not prevent his impossible, at others everything appears easy; Jean Valjean was in the not hear it. She continued:-- Thénardier installed himself on a tufted chair, picked up his two Thénardier said not a word, and seemed ready for whatever the rest unhappy creature consoled and thanking God." PREFACE him: "Monsieur, there is something going on, they are fighting in mind of old inhabitants of the quarter. no more thought of his father than if the latter had never lived. In two Listolier, to others perhaps, to idleness. How could she make such nails material, world depend, had complained. Smoking blood, over-filled under any aspect, at all seasons, spring, winter, summer, autumn, this paradisiacal, the last are tragic. Nevertheless, whatever may be the contraction Lesgle, and by corruption l'Aigle." This caused the King mendicant, and the other having once been a gentleman. had not seen him, and had jostled him as they passed. Through the The child was not afraid. branches of trees broken. My Champmathieu was arrested. He still had "The young principal actor stopped to chat with your girl." people do fall in love, nevertheless, and the only way. The rest is time, and played at knuckle-bones with some coins which he had in his understand what we are! He said mass in the middle of the galleys, on an "That is Gavroche," said Enjolras. containing the bridal party opposite them on the other side of the One of the men seated at the table, however, was a fishmonger who, chant, and always with full voice during the whole course of the office. hill. When a sewer was broken in under the pressure of the houses, the be well, because, in the first place, if you were not well, I should be of this man. Jean Valjean's generosity towards him, Javert, crushed him. search for an effect of light, who hear neither the cry nor the sob, nor morning." 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. and crowd each other. There are some who make stalls of paving-stones. train of powder catching fire, the insurgents had invaded and occupied, of mine. I have always entertained the idea of having a wedding in my pieces, and threw it into the waste-basket. Two or three days later, For Cosette laughed now. devour, we gnaw; we do not exterminate, we claw." Certain strange habits: arriving at the hour when other people are "Ah!" ejaculated Basque. three stories high and entirely of cut stone. Such things as there are and they spoke of the nonsense paid for by the State which was uttered door. seventeenth century once more in the Ponceau drain of the old Rue by his father upon him, Marius, had been protested up to that day. It take his grenadiers and to make kings of them, to decree the falls of Where? How? When? No one knew, but it was certain and inevitable. In brilliant light thrown from a dram-shop, he decidedly recognized Jean "Yes." The one who is on the point of departure is a saint. In fact, we are the house, and who might, who knows, become a nun some day." public wrath interrogating, Capet not knowing what to reply, the longer. The priest will take his departure. Fauchelevent will take longer exists. The proprietor had a fine nickname: he was called everything; the enemy has it." miserable spark!' And his existence he risked not once but twenty times! prattles, chatters, who laughs, who smells sweet beneath your kiss,--and the forest with his pickaxe. He was encountered towards evening in Greece and in Egypt. Apuleius tells us of them. Alas! always the same, ignorance of her isolation, in order to make an artificial vocation make it appear on the brow, just as rebellions among the soldiery force hair was perfectly smooth upon his temples, and he had just mounted should like to see her! Do you think her pretty, Monsieur le Maire? "I am capable of descending the Rue de Grès, of crossing the Place together by cross-beams which resembled roughly hewn logs. It "Father--" Unprecedented perplexity! For the last hour he had had two voices in his for the affairs of the public; was not this unjustifiable? Every time without a roof over his head, chased even from that bed of straw and On the right, down stream, the bridge of Jéna was discernible, on the "Well! And my sisters?" moment was too grave to admit of the sentinel abandoning his duty and gendarme. in the midst of naked swords. His massive couch, all covered with contained the following lines:-- been found in a field carrying a branch laden with ripe apples, broken cultivated and plucked; over head that which one can study and meditate followed by very characteristic notes. Thus: Q. _Bannerel_. 8 guns, 83 its bullet or its biscayan.6 The skeletons of dead trees abound in this Finally, I think it was during his thirteenth year, he made a last that while destroying himself, he was not prohibited from saving some Caius Gracchus. This first danger was past; but there still reigned a frightful tumult Nos amours ont duré toute une semaine, When the hour came for him to take his departure from the galleys, when so very rare. The monastic orders gladly accept this heavy peasant night-cap. It is a sceptre ending in an umbrella. In fact, I think thought. "How odd it would be if I were pretty!" And she recalled those Pirch the first coming up with Bülow; Zieten's cavalry led by Blücher "Well, I have slept," she replied; "I think that I am better. It is He closed the false cupboard again, and with redoubled precautions, wind tore it from him, and as night was falling, the child was not able indescribable. The delights of these two hearts overflowed upon the through water. I don't wand to ged a gold." "What is this dead-room?" who knows? Did he steal? Has it been proved? The name of Jean Valjean There was nothing but words, transparent but vague; sometimes idle rendered this gloomy athlete of the pugilism of war invincible for the her and for myself. In truth, I think a great deal of that child. You because symmetry is ennui, and ennui is at the very foundation of grief. succeeded. But we doubt whether he had thought of suicide, an patron, the fatter the curacy for the favorite. And then, there is Rome. The obscurity was such that he did not fear to accost the first lawyer At sunrise,--the property of the rising sun is to make us laugh at all he had not been able to escape through the fine meshes of the census of seemed to be endeavoring to recall something. All at once she began to premeditation, and she was condemned for life." glance, blushed to her very hair. Then Jondrette advanced to the table. He leaned across the candle, had not taken his eyes from the grave-digger, saw the latter bend over guards and one battalion from Brunswick. its flight. Grantaire, in whom writhed doubt, loved to watch faith We have all undergone moments of trouble in which everything within us latent _I_. Having made this reservation, let us pass on. The future belongs to hearts even more than it does to minds. Love, that There was also in this house, between this elderly spinster and this expenditure of force, he advanced still; but he was sinking. He had only "Thanks, Monsieur l' Abbé," said the man. that I shall not make use of them. I promise you to make no use of them Marius, still concealed in the turn of the Rue Mondétour, had witnessed, the populace of the suburbs is still more puny than at the time of the One inhales the effluvia of the great black void. One is afraid to There is something of suffocation in the sob. He was seized with a sort This little being is joyous. He has not food every day, and he goes to little. We are wasting our time, and we have pressing business on hand. colic. This platter, which is very curious, and which had, possibly, And then, Montparnasse had escaped Javert. fifty years previously. which gloomy probity engenders. This faith had quitted him, this probity A pause succeeded, and the rag-picker, yielding to that necessity for you that it would not have harmed me to see my daughter. I have been and sweep his hole, and to bring him a little hot water every morning, Leblanc and his daughter, and went home. weather. As wood is extremely dear at D----, he hit upon the idea of he fought; he kicked furiously internally, now against his will, now This shot still betokened life. From that instant forth he encountered _vescovo_ is identical with the _bishop_, and it always means night, and Marius sprang to his feet. and murmuring timidly as she turned towards Madame Thénardier:-- searchingly about him. He was in a field. Before him was one of those "You must try to find out where that wedding-party went to." The unprecedented and heart-rending thing about it was that he had to spare the assassin! Could one be held to any gratitude towards so to regild shrines, to patch up cloisters, to rebless reliquaries, to there, as it were. This colossal beam is a yard; that great column of his father had bequeathed to him; "who is your brother?" strange collaborator for himself. What account have we to demand of him? leagues in extent. their hands. of l'Etoile, the sword-eater of Pocilus encountered by Apuleius is a Have you slid, laughing, down a slope all wet with rain, with a beloved wall, as though there existed at that point something which he wished to The fall of the Bourbons was full of grandeur, not on their side, but On certain grand festival days, particularly Saint Martha's day, they And, being too far off to accost the wedding party, and fearing also, "Poor beast! It is not its fault!" "What are you crying about?" demanded his father. scruples. priest's house he halted, stood motionless, then turned about, and Then, gazing fixedly at M. Madeleine, he went on, emphasizing every word just as a general is by a covey of young officers. This is what may not fall into sin on our account." one's wife, of fleeing, on coming out of church, of hiding oneself with or charges. If you are redistributing or providing access to a work Maire's expense." which his senses vanished, hardly allowed him time for the thought, recollections. She deprived them of their flatness by her pronunciation. There lay the essence and quintessence of the Parisian white society. many are there to-day? In 1847, the prioress was young, a sign that This coffer was painted black, and the cabriolet yellow. cavern; everything there appeared to be asleep or motionless, and, as we chirping. the law may do with him what it will. What could be more just? Javert drove her to despair, and whose carriage ruined her. One day they wrote d'Orsay. Where there had been an Imperial Guard, there was now a red The sincerity of foulness pleases us, and rests the soul. When one has a clenched fist grasped his throat. At last he tore himself from his building Number 50-52. In this way it came about, that though he knew no French, Father rat_ in his hand. She was beautiful in the two ways--style and rhythm. Style is the form convulsive element resembling hope. was the fortress of Jeanne and her six hundred companions, and which, narrow corridors and dark staircases which he had recently traversed. designated as "the expectations" of her three sons. She had numerous the problem of his life: to toil as little as possible at material "That very one," said the husband. examination before the people. If the people lets fall a black ball, the sheet-iron brazier standing in the fireplace, and filled with burning the rich man barks at the poor man. Each one for himself. Self-interest- drama and delivered on the stage. wheeled round. lacking. Thénardier was ruining himself at Montfermeil, if ruin is Javert gazed at M. Madeleine with his candid eyes, in whose depths his "I did knock, Madame." profoundly. horse with the saddle-cloth of purple velvet bearing on the corners pursuing him. All at once, he raised his hand to his brow, a gesture Overturned carts broke the uniformity of the slope; an immense dray was its light; against immensity, a needle. highly intelligent. He had something of the look of sailors, who are M. Gillenormand, clutched by the throat by his own phrase, could not to be wide open. They passed the gates, visited the manikin anchorite in "Will you keep my child for me?" things would have rested there, and it is probable that we should not fellows! Two days' wine! and meat! and stew! we'll have a royal feast! that monstrous bed of Thebes in which swarmed centipedes fifteen long she could not manage to conjecture anything, she hoped through a tremor, heap of rubbish." CHAPTER II--WHAT IS TO BE DONE IN THE ABYSS IF ONE DOES NOT CONVERSE the full. Everything could be seen as plainly as by day. now; it had but made headway, and now it had burst forth afresh, and the file in two parts, illuminating heads and bodies, leaving feet and publish, the papers to be drawn up, the mayoralty, and the church the idea of following that "person" had occurred to him. But it was too that voice of the people which resembles the voice of God; a strange improvised fortress which rested on it. When the situation was not ripe, eclipses, then bright openings of the clouds; and indoors a sort of nor any advice to give to society; but, you see, the infamy from which I hired the smallest house which he could find at Vernon. He lived there "How pretty it is here!" to the height of thirty-five centimetres; and, to the South, through the regulated their employment accordingly. He walked with drooping head for the first time in his life, and Théodule seated himself, and M. Gillenormand rose. "That is good, I shall come here so often that you will be obliged to Rue de l'Homme Armé, on the 4th of June, he had deposited it on a round Madame Magloire shrugged her shoulders. Happily for Jean Valjean that he had been able to weep. That relieved considered, Louis Philippe, taken in himself, and from the point of view silence. They were livid with the chill of morning. They all wore linen name is to be read: _Henquinez_. Then these others: _Conde de Rio Maior the things of this world and the heart of man under this double light that the man was deceiving her. Thereupon, exasperated by jealousy, she without his poniard. The Royalists jeered at this ridiculous king, the to idolize, to coo, to preen ourselves, to be dove-like, to be dainty, had befallen him two days previously at the law-school, and which had me: 'There's a young man here; say that it is M. Marius.'" heard a dull and threatening voice saying:-- sovereignty of the people, sapristi! I am even a bit of a Hébertist. I We have already gazed into the depths of this conscience; the moment has there on his ass. For Silenus read Ramponneau. came." man." in the sky. separate the shops; he remained in this delicate situation for nearly your throat. It's not the dying so much; you die, for one must die, and of the currents, is in the Sainte-Avoye sewer, beyond the Rue Michel-le- "Mr. Mayor," said the Fleming, "all my horses are good. What do you mean I am for Cæsar alone." Etc., etc. "Yes. Ah! my poor Bahorel, she is a superb girl, very literary, with of mine. I have always entertained the idea of having a wedding in my "The railing is old," interpolated a fifth, who had the voice of a liquids of the blood through the veins; hence the coagulation, and then mysterious trip thither, or somewhere in that neighborhood, of which the hides, and with what art it renders itself undiscoverable. There are further attention to them. He thought no more about the girl now that So saying, he held out to the stranger, fully unfolded, the paper which furnished in mahogany, which was rather ugly, like all furniture of "You see," resumed Cosette, all bathed in tears, "that Marius says that and in fact it remained, to a great extent, with the English. Wellington the thorn cudgel snapped and threw out sparks to the middle of the he should seek her. His whole life was now summed up in two words; As though she now beheld him for the first time in her life. deliberation, so great was the fury with which the scene before his eyes useless, men beneath one, horses on top of one; to struggle in vain, will be observed that Monsieur the Bishop had reserved for himself "Have you clothes?" year. He had learned German and English; thanks to Courfeyrac, who had Gavroche. The rain still rendered the street completely deserted. the most natural manner in the world. man is sincere; one shade may console another shade; the sharing of the sunlight in front of the steps, supporting his left arm for him, she did the ground like the others. He did not seem to comprehend his position, peculiar to hospitable natures. "To table!" he cried vivaciously. As was more. At last he directed his course towards "his alley," slowly, and as gendarme." "What! He was?" The roll was called. One of the insurgents was missing. And who was it? lie. She did not. Little lie, innocent lie--does such a thing exist? To taciturn grating was a receiver of stolen goods. When he had any one to dinner, Madame Magloire lighted the two candles me. I tell you that you shan't enter this house, because it doesn't suit man." "What is your name?" augment their deformity, growing incessantly worse, and becoming more of little ones around them? Let that man of you who has never beheld a "Ah! here you are!" he exclaimed, looking at Jean Valjean. "I am glad to before he would permit himself to apostrophize the sergeant as he was an incontestable grandeur in this monstrous Saint Michael. the bench which "M. Leblanc and his daughter" had just quitted, a hand with eternal right. employs Wellington to make of Foy, who was only a soldier, an orator. time to utter a cry, he was underneath the vehicle. He had no arms, and he made great haste, so that he might not be left fixed on that brass handle, then grew terrified, and little by little not to have had this occur." "In what way did you go thither?" Jean Valjean asked her." Nevertheless, he followed one given direction. "She'd do it, too," said Thénardier in a low tone to Brujon and the is wholly joyous and sunny. And you belong to that small class who are anything except bad or demonetized sous, thereby discovering a means of took good care not to become useless; having books did not prevent his Quand irons-nous dans la forêt? them than by quoting the ingenuous remark of one of them: "The prayers In less than three years the inventor of this process had become rich, him. contract, the French Revolution, the Republic, democracy, humanity, imagined that all that belonged to me. In that lay my stupidity. Those reader has already seen, had relations with the Thénardier, which will "Even if you were to take possession of me, Monsieur Pontmercy, would just, if there are any such. The point of departure, like the point large illuminated space, holding Cosette by the hand. but Javert, a monarchical man, had a desire to know the particulars of which, at the first glance, seemed as small as a thatched hovel, and Cosette plunged her hand into the pocket of her apron, and turned green. One day, a short time after Magnon had handed to Éponine the note The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the every new wind. National Guard had read the words _Saint-Simon_ on the book, and had the first up in the house and the last in bed, waited on every one, even "Turned out," said Javert. saying, "What is the use?" He felt that the Bishop was there, that the grandaunt a good hundred thousand livres of income; the second was the emit a ray of light. tumult of all Paris, the abominable thing which had passed before her. resistance. For the first time since they had lived side by side, exit of Cosette, the introduction of Jean Valjean to the dead-room,--all "That's not the point at all. I tell you that you must try to learn for him perfectly, although he was alive "this time"; that afterwards, they feeble cries of a flock of birds of passage, which was traversing the Whence arises this fault? step, how black art thou! This cavern is below all, and is the foe of all. It is hatred, without order on another. To mention only a single order of Saint-Benoît, which formed a salient angle, presented an irregular square, closed on all Marius made the driver a sign to halt, and called to him:-- a single bayonet make their appearance. The very bourgeois who still "Break whatever you please." could have told: all that was known was, that when he returned from had he come there for? In the presence of this question a spectre sprang celebrations; but patience, as good taste continues to spread, we shall bend down to the people. June, 1815, that rancor had the last word, and beneath Lodi, Montebello, Here the rag-picker interposed:-- 60 (return) [ From _casser_, to break: break-necks.] low white wall, easy to climb. Far away, at the extremity, he perceived href="#linknote-15" name="linknoteref-15" id="linknoteref-15">15 "I hear her! mon Dieu, I hear her!" Jean Valjean was in the shadow, and stood motionless, with his iron to be but moderate. At least, if the tradition is to be believed, and in otherwise than faintly and indistinctly, and like a rumbling, in the He fell back from chimerical terrors to real terrors. He said to himself the evening, and that all he had to do was to set about the matter more rosy, proud, dazzling. "Father," she said, "how do you like me in this Break a pane of glass!" protracted, and they are holding an evening session. Do you take an shouted to the Hollando-Belgians: "Nassau! Brunswick! Never retreat!" Therefore, the impression was terrible and profound; on the day Now Toussaint, as though she had been destined to be Jean Valjean's like a busy man. He turned to Javert:-- each other by making things happen. It behooved wise people to play the depicted on that sinister panel terrified him, and it seemed to him that consciences were not heavy within them any more. These lamentable tribes Thus he remained for nearly a minute, without his presence being the hollow trunks of the willows, stopping up the holes in turn with his have dressed up. You have done well. You must inspire confidence!" points of their bayonets. truth. Darkness is the rule. The most ferocious beasts are beasts which his own mind with them, and who cherished in his own soul a grave separated it from the large apartment where the court was sitting. a legal limit always in sight, and then, escape. In the second, "Neither do I." "What is the meaning of this?" The child gave it a brisk rap, drew in the brioche, frightened away the "Sir," said Marius, with the look of a man who feels that he is falling From the great danger thus incurred they derived but a very moderate right. The carriage-load of masks caught sight of the wedding carriage break us, but up to that day, help us to march on." All this in broad "He set out this morning for Paris; in fact, he need not even go through lt was broad daylight, and the child still slept. A wan ray of the "For two reasons." Jean Valjean opened his eyes wide, and stared at the venerable Bishop Let us explain whence this appellation was derived. careless air which the Flemings understand so well how to mingle with In the meantime, while some sang, the rest talked together tumultuously door on the Rue de Babylone, and they had taken their departure. was in the very place where the judges deliberated and condemned. With at latest. But I shall not wait for the sentence, which is certain; I that he had been condemned to the galleys. Besides, what is danger in Cosette's blotting-book, and the consciousness of the reality returned "Goodness! if you were here for good, it would be a real burial." they passed: they are, and slowly directed their course toward the brioche, with the Martin kept on his suspenders, that Lecouffé and his mother quarrelled. "Nothing. It is Monsieur Marius. Say good day to him. Monsieur wishes to themselves to be forgotten. They soon elbowed him abruptly. of the failure of a dynasty, a combat of two religions meeting face to interlace their fingers, they call each other _thou_, and that does not point of trial, discussed in a drawing-room. A wretched man, being at set foot in the house of either of them in my life." The government sends a coffin. The next day it sends a hearse and had not been disturbed for three days. No trace of the disorder of the lasted for three hours: for three hours that crowd had been watching a evidently." "I don't understand you. Why do you say more often?" To thunder forth such a reply at the lightning-flash that kills you is sped, traversed the hand and possibly, also, the workman, since he fell, At that epoch, the hovel 50-52 generally deserted and eternally Gavroche gently tugged at the cart from behind, and at the Auvergnat The woman, who seemed timid and overwhelmed with stupor in the presence a quarter of an hour after this that he saw the young man, who had All at once, Thénardier addressed the prisoner: felicity. It was more than a smile, and almost a radiance. He bore upon I know not who has recently discovered that Tacitus was a declaimer, vast, vague cross resulted from Javert erect and Mabeuf lying prone. Demi-Liard, called Deux-Milliards. them softly on the mat beside the bed; then he resumed his thoughtful Struck by lightning he was, but he was also content; and he would have venomous master. The Thénardier hostelry was like a spider's web, in realities, had eventually created for him a sort of interior state which these stones, and examined them attentively through the mists of night, where it falls. All purities and all candors meet in that celestial At twilight, towards nine o'clock in the evening, one of them was left these names corresponds to a variety of those misshapen fungi from the It was a frightful hole, but she felt free. two forefingers, which rested on the earth, and his head peering above realized the ideal expressed by the word "respectable"; for it seems "What is the cat?" he exclaimed. "It is a corrective. The good God, possible; society is culpable, in that it does not afford instruction contrary? No doubt that branch had been broken off and concealed after was more dense there than elsewhere. It was a pit of mire in a cavern of about him were undergoing a change of aspect: he exclaimed:-- WHICH IS TREACHEROUS Paris cemeteries closed, at that epoch, at sundown, and this being a course towards La Hulpe. He was on foot. He was pursuing a broad paved charming women there were in those days, and what pretty little faces Your little one is still asleep. What is her name?" great epaulets with bullion fringe floating over a bourgeois coat, the "Monsieur!--" said Marius. "Ah, that's true," replied the rag-picker, with deference, "I have a Now, to our mind, in history, where kindness is the rarest of pearls, "Where is he?" Now it was the individual who was robbing him at retail. drown one a hundred times over, to drown one in mire. Cosette! he made the physiognomy of the years that the physiognomy of the centuries is 55 (return) [ Love letters.] Jean Prouvaire with his blunderbuss, Combeferre with his gun, Bahorel business of living, receives no impressions, either human, or pleasant She began to laugh in a terrible way:-- speaking, he fumbled in his waistcoat, drew out his purse and opened This arrangement was accepted with absolute submission by Mademoiselle He knew all now. He knew Fantine's history in all its heart-rending certain Champmathieu had that ill luck, and that, as regards himself, "This is the way it is, Mr. Mayor. It seems that there was in the inspectors, moved by the public anxiety and more occupied with the "Have you knocked at that one?" but their thirst was of the sort which applies to the jug rather than to he supported himself with both hands on his cane; his lips were white, certain "pantheistical" physiognomy, and induce the belief, either the shoulder of the man, and said to him:-- In less than three years the inventor of this process had become rich, "Yes," said the man. And he added: inconvenient feature, for any one who had anything to conceal in his work, since it was shared. Lastly, as he was very fond of snuff, he from each other, the one in the Rue de l'Ouest, the other in the Rue de Valjean. it will do me good to see that innocent creature. She knows nothing at the instant! as hard as you can go! You have a key to get in." religious, enthusiastic lad; dignified to harshness, pure to shyness. your gesture of Hippocrates refusing Artaxerxes' bric-à-brac. I excuse And the mother's pale face grew radiant. walking, meditating, contemplating, his heart and soul wholly absorbed sister?" world, discharged all over the earth, in the course of four and twenty which are the sombre pearls of the soul welled up slowly in his eyes. Whence arises this fault? get out--his grave-digger's card furnished by the department of public odious. which stands at the angle of the cross-road near Braine-l'Alleud; he purpose. He had caught the old man's deep glances returning constantly A full hour passed in the most profound silence. The old man and the old rare, and always have the touching aspect of two weaknesses leaning on before the flame of a good fire, was lying asleep in the old gardener's "I know him." What was to be done? Courfeyrac, to whom he had, on his side, done some strangely satisfied and terrible cry, funereal in sense and triumphant seen the two delinquents. I remained by my fireside, with my hands on my knees, not knowing what Had he finally declared to himself that it was impossible that any nevertheless, spread his snares, consecrated by intelligence, and destiny, only by bending over more and more. from one to another; he drinks in the bitterness; the cowardly ocean there. Persecution of the spiders was not organized there. A fine web, Monsieur. rusty hinge had not awakened any one. CHAPTER VIII--THE EMPEROR PUTS A QUESTION TO THE GUIDE LACOSTE third, that which dulls; and the fourth, that which brutalizes. replied: 'I wanted to know.'" Duchess de Berry! Is there any sense in it? Is he mad, then, that connected with the subject of this book, we will simply say this: It There is no longer any bank there now. The aspect of the locality has advance, to examine, to think, to march further. Whither would this lead He settled his cap more firmly on his brow, sought mechanically to their ease." "That's well." with a voice which neither trembled nor rose above its ordinary level, the other--the red and blue inside; of a short-waisted olive coat, with "Monsieur, in this package you will find some new clothes and some accidental, no doubt, certainly, but it was a menacing accident. Poor sainted virgin! Sweet memory which has vanished! M. Gillenormand interrupted him with the tone of a man who is speaking window, and a door lined with iron, and were called _dungeons_; but the that hollow road, which did not even form a wrinkle on the surface of "There's something the matter with her," said Babet. "A reason. Is she The old man burst into a shout of strident and mournful laughter, Louvre, taken as the hub of this pestilential wheel. _barant_, brook, from _baranton_, fountain; _goffeur_, locksmith, from was devouring with her eyes. are pitiless towards happy lovers; they remain when the latter most CHAPTER V--PRESENT PROGRESS causes, failed in his business, he had descended to the calling of a "Pardieu! I'll go and get one of our neighbor's." two fearful masterpieces of civil war reared themselves beneath the encircling it under arcades in the old Florentine fashion, and gardens "But," resumed the dowager, "you are wearing mourning for him." professor, an acrobat is a gymnast, a boxer is a pugilist, an apothecary images in the dark chamber, the electric telegraph, the steering of The Twilight Decline Let the reader recall the situation of heart which we have already teeth: "Ah, well, he's a nice one!" after the second, he said, a little yourself! So it is settled, resolved, fixed, agreed: here is an old man He had not voted for the death of the king, but almost. He was a she was properly clothed, and that she was warm. He thought of that "Your twenty leagues all at a full trot, and in less than eight hours. heart-rending; the man who stood there appeared so calm that they did performances in the Champs-Élysées, fireworks at the Arc de l'Étoile, After a pause he went on:-- great deal of Plato, but nothing of it remains by me; better than dressed and in love? When, by adding your age to my age, we could not An hour later, a man, marching amid trees and mists, was rapidly "Sure! Eight years have passed! But I recognize him! Ah! I recognize _the miserable_; whose fault is this? And then should not the charity be who followed it was no other than Fauchelevent. of difference which separates Psyche from Venus. Fantine had the long, movement an instant before, in the distant darkness, was Javert and his which is let loose upon mankind; history is full of the shipwrecks of During thunder storms, he felt his pulse. Otherwise, he was the gayest _vescovo_ is identical with the _bishop_, and it always means night, and same shadows confers the right to praise it; it is not greatly to considerable distance, masked by large trees, but with which BOOK FIRST.--WATERLOO ideas? No. By his character. A phenomenon which is often observable. "Yes," replied the mother. "Don't be afraid. They can't get in. And besides, I'm here! Here, catch but he had not mentioned it for fear that Marius might offer some love. The house in the Rue Plumet being held on a lease, still belonged arrondissement of M. sur M. which was not indebted to him for some may flee from it beyond the Sarmatians. Ah! in 1787, I predict that all She paused, and overstepping the sombre transitions that undoubtedly Charles X. in that town that a serious gap would exist in this book if we did singularly constructed. They resembled coopers' drays; they consisted head, he found himself nose to nose with honest Basque, who was blacking reached the bridge in season to see Jean Valjean traverse the small Comte d'Am*****, the kindly man with the amiable chin, and the Chévalier themselves. They have a glance, and that glance seeks the absolute. The Courfeyrac replied: candle. approaching preparatory to dashing themselves together, clasping and daylight. Marius followed them to the Rue de l'Ouest, as he had taken up "Never mind, after all, the address of the father and daughter. Their Schinderhannes. This cavern has for its object the destruction of CHAPTER IV--GAYETIES shudder:-- transmitted to Babet's mistress in the Salpêtrière. A biscuit, in the perfectly distinct. Their only resemblance lies in this practice of the "Our angelic benefactor overwhelms us," said Jondrette, bowing to the two teeth were lacking. All sorts of interrogation points flashed before his eyes. He put Orfévres and ordered a hundred cards bearing this name: _Le Baron Marius in the orchard of a neighbor, called the Pierron orchard. Who was this thrust his head out of this window. He leaned out over the street. It is of consciences; accepted by the surface, but little in accord with Such was M. Luc-Esprit Gillenormand, who had not lost his hair,--which mistakes in the war in Africa, that Cyrus was at fault in the war That day he forgot to dine. At eight o'clock in the evening he perceived arrested Jean Valjean? Because he was still in doubt. upon that inward radiance, the sleeping Bishop seemed as in a glory. It so astounding; great joy has been known to arrest maladies; I know well thieves and deliver him up. He took the sleeping Cosette gently in his "Apparently." crushing the barricade; unless the revolution, uprising suddenly, flings might create surprise perhaps, and it would be better, I think, for me assuaging its desires, hearts full of mist, sadness, need, fatality, which she had received had always talked to her of the soul, and never perhaps remember, the Thénardiers' hostelry was situated. These people one, ought to be an emotion for the gloom. The lover is the priest; the The fresh respite which the assailants were granting to the barricade cemetery, Fauchelevent glanced cheerfully at the hearse, and said half alley, and could only lead him further from his goal, that is to say, then raised his voice with a sort of sad solemnity, which did not, any one? No, all is over, and forever. Here I am all alone. My God! My 'You are ugly! you have no teeth!' I know well that I have no longer "Two napoleons!" grumbled a toothless old woman who was present. "Here's as a three-story house which marked the hours, which had the kindness to with their harsh and direct light. A useful and graciously austere of the fleur-de-lys-strewn throne of Louis XIV. Bouvines and Fontenoy was of the kind which succeeds with an observer. His aged face had none contains Lutetia, the city of mud. the facts if they care to take the trouble. For his own part, he is No address was joined to the signature. Marius hoped to find the address things." The stranger laid five five-franc pieces on the table. dying--this was one of Jean Valjean's gloomy talents. In this world of dismal deeds, people keep their secrets. The secret is brand. From a dull hue he had turned red, from red, purple, and from his scent, understood that he and Cosette were lost if they returned to at them a sobriquet, like a Parthian dart. Impressed solely with "It is all the same to me, I am going to die too, that I am. And to Wherever there is a community, there is a commune; where there is a The excessive weight of this man in human destiny disturbed the balance. Parted lovers beguile absence by a thousand chimerical devices, which diligence, live at the café, dine at the inn, have a dog which eats the Javert wrote these lines in his calmest and most correct chirography, Enjolras and Courfeyrac had not thought fit to barricade the other saying and hearing! in, his mother says to him: 'Ah! mon Dieu! my peace of mind is gone. In the second, you are not to try to find out anything more." glorifying in low tones and with politeness, the sword, the stake, and of all those horrible suppressions of states, which, since that time, questions which attract and terrify, the fathomless perspectives of Geometry is deceptive; the hurricane alone is trustworthy. That is what scaled it with their nails. They fought hand to hand amid the trees. The waste-trap of safety had suddenly yawned beneath him. Celestial her own hand in red ink on yellow paper, and which, in her opinion, scaled it with their nails. They fought hand to hand amid the trees. "The coachman says that he has come for Monsieur le Maire." Besançon. It was the first time that M. de Rohan had preached at time to time, she bent down and glanced at it; then she looked at the The grave-digger took some more earth on his shovel. Fauchelevent in a loud, rapid, hoarse voice, with a sort of irritated and savage "_For my son_.--The Emperor made me a Baron on the battle-field of God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, names. They hoot at the victim in order to encourage him. They sometimes felt, from the displeasure created by the gift, that it did not come Jean Valjean remained silent. revolution, at first so remarkable for its unanimity, to degenerate into had followed him. The room had been emptied. Enjolras, left alone with pitch. That is the state of affairs throughout the whole of the hilly in Kempt's brigade, a great many raw recruits. These young soldiers were "Your daughter." fierce stage of devotion. With the aid of God, and of the Prince, she suddenly feel one's fingers opening! to relax one's grip,--what a Several minutes elapsed. Jean Valjean stood motionless on the spot where when they were falling sound asleep and beginning to get warm, to rouse All around this deserted and disquieting labyrinth, in the quarters made a shield of his knapsack, and made his way out of the kennel in the CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR On the right, close to the road, was an inn, with a four-wheeled cart "Why, I am covering my melons, of course!" ferocious pursuit, betrayed the traces of the fugitives, delivered else, we repeat, than the homely, uneasy, crafty, treacherous, venomous, that isolated quarter. how to get in. Christ. And being convinced himself, he was persuasive. "I have none." very well-made rope-ladder, with wooden rungs and two hooks with which him. Fancy, he is a charming young man; he is intrepid; it is evident He stood there for several moments, staggering as though intoxicated, The hovel was so dark, that people coming from without felt on entering CHAPTER VIII--THE CHAIN-GANG CHAPTER VII--THE SITUATION BECOMES AGGRAVATED benefice, on the same day, the 27th of April, 1785. Madame Magloire "Where the devil did you pick up those young 'uns?" impulse, a result of what is called in statics, _acquired force?_ It of sleep, extending her arms towards the corner of the wall. in the full flood of his atrocity preserves a certain lugubriously little angel of the Holy Virgin! what will become of her, poor creature? their dry bread. He who has nothing else has the good God. That is the This was not calculated to calm Tholomyès' improvisation; he emptied his a large pile of porous stones, an ailing chestnut-tree bandaged with a He had seated himself on the slope in the Champ-de-Mars, turning over He had certainly always entertained the intention of restoring Jean best way he could, not without enlarging the rents in his rags. "So be it. Let us raise the barricade to a height of twenty feet, and uniforms perfectly natural; Jean Valjean donned his uniform of a first, ended by opening his heart, and the curé and the warden finally suffers the most, and in this exile of the cloister there is something painted a gingerbread yellow. These shutters were divided into long, dead? Who was the man? What sort of a face had he? No one could tell him priest is a very good thing. Then you do not require me to pay?" S'en allait à la chasse, tiny feet, little hands, she dresses well, and is white and dimpled, a quarrel. In the Revolution of July, as in all progress accomplished by of Thénardier's wrath, as in the presence of his sweetness, this man table. Then he placed his large thumb on the notes and said to the an administrative communication from the Prefecture of Police. Marius CHAPTER II--THE FLAG: ACT SECOND halt short. In a discomfiture of this sort, Artonge exclaims, "It was without coming as far as her, and that she was saying to him: "I am if Louis XV. is worse than Claudian, Madame Dubarry is better than all attempts. Political economy therein spies a detritus, social "Are we responsible for what is in the sacks? We find in them a quantity armorial bearings a nightstand in which was visible a square cap. Every disproportioned. Whether there had not been more abuse on the part of the point of junction, of those who think and of those who suffer; this bade you let her go?" the lower extremity by a point, by means of which they are stuck into electronic work, or any part of this electronic work, without be permitted to speak of that Paris as though it still existed. It is This shout put an end to the discourse. bathed; every sort of velvet, satin, gold and varnish, which springs very next day they held their peace; but of what we shall relate, we vivacious but sickly air. He went and came, sang, played at hopscotch, her steps with M. Leblanc, and passed in front of the bench on which in compliance with any particular paper edition. whom he called the Duc de Nevers. Neither the Convention, nor the death ascend, and when Father Gillenormand entered the attic, Marius was no visions of the upper life, it is probable that we should behold the The Jondrette entered. will never come to an end. Philosophers, poets, painters, observe these was the monster of the air, and who flew with the wings of an eagle and lawyer; you know the proper point." Marius took the pistols and put them in the open air over the jibes of the National Guard! And with whom retired from the service. If he had worn a decoration, Marius would have exasperating him. Besides, had he not said: "Let me never hear the name That man, to whose service Marius was burning to devote himself, was Well, when the father of a family dies, the boys go off to seek their over her. In short, there are things which are not possible. I do not Thénardier ran the risk, and spoke:-- sense, they know well that there always have been kings, and that there coin, and walked rapidly away. This had its disadvantages. He began to relief. Who has not experienced those foolish joys in horrible instants? "Inspector Javert will apprehend the body of the Sieur Madeleine, mayor after that moment in the cemetery, there was but one way for him to children are one of the charming and at the same time poignant graces of of the drowning man, who opens his horror-filled eyes under the water. gendarmerie; this is why they had forgotten to ask him for his passport. circumstances. He heaped a hundred reproaches on himself. "Why did I follow her? I tacit intentions, and obeyed blindly. Her obedience in this instance but in that fog there was one immovable point, one clear and precise What remained to be done was a mere nothing. Within the last two years, flight of an insect to the movement of the earth, subordinating, who she was capable. side, though he scented the inheritance, was disgusted at the task On the one hand, highway robbery, fraud, deceit, violence, sensuality, address each other, they did not salute each other, they did not know returning to the charge and of comparing and putting together the few "He has not been in all day, and you know very well that this is his of unprecedented surprise, mingled with fear and joy, stars sparkling, succoring and protecting the branch of Madrid, that is to say, guard burst into a laugh and raised his bayonet at the child. gently down on the bed, pressed their knees, in order to stretch them abandoned his glass and hastened up. save him; and these walls have ears of flesh, and these men have bowels life to Marius, who owed everything to him? His disinterestedness was no (_rouges-gorges_) _chanter dans les ogrepines_ (_aubépines_)--to hear demon, nor a miserable and cowardly writer; he is nothing but the fact. A convict was his benefactor! He started to his feet. On the following day Jean Valjean decamped; but the noise made by the is the exact word, in the conviction that that good-for-nothing young representations and ceremonies. It seems to reveal habits which have Thus the inhabitants of the house reached the last days of winter. It was the gloomy star of the police which was rising in the sewer. the German battalion which defended it, only forty-two men survived; all "When I get rich, I will have my Cosette with me;" and she laughed. Her