folds on the surface, often proceed from a formidable foundation. at the same time, as a brother and as a judge, to those impenetrable Urbanists, the Abbey of Sainte Claire en Beaulieu, which I saved in "Give me your orders, very reverend Mother." In fact, a new personage had entered on the scene. This was a second the splendor of a century, contemporary admiration is nothing but without complications or incidents was one good step already CHAPTER V--THE QUID OBSCURUM OF BATTLES thousand mysterious crashes in the air, the breath of armed masses set any woman as much as a tulip bulb, nor any man as much as an Elzevir. oblivion in that street. Jean Valjean drew his breath once more there. And a tear trickled slowly down Enjolras' marble cheek. a jolly fellow. But you are a jolly fellow, too. Are you not, comrade? The man left the room, and returned almost immediately, accompanied by himself to fit the diameter of the escape. The prisoner is subject to necessary. As for objections, there were none. Five years' sojourn On being urged afresh by the hostess, the yellow man, "the millionaire," nonsense."--_"Well,"_ replied Monseigneur Welcome, without contesting Jerome would be heretics. convent was both the safest and the most dangerous of places; the most In 1814 and during the early years of the Restoration, M. Gillenormand, fired. No discharge followed. Javert's gun was not loaded. The municipal _"De profundis." _ our terrors of the past night, and our laughter is in direct proportion chilly figures of a winter's dawn as they passed before his eyes, "This is what I have to say. That I have been a wheelwright in Paris, definitive. The definitive, meditate upon that word. The living perceive discussed at La Force in the Fosse-aux-Lions. One might even, in all the doors open. As he passed one of these attics, Marius thought Marius made sure that the door was securely closed. Claustration has had its day. Cloisters, useful in the early education like a plank and in a single piece. Well built pavements form a vault and then, some rich and generous travellers like Monsieur, we should The convent of the Petit-Picpus-Sainte-Antoine filled almost the whole Revolution my family was ruined. I took refuge in Franche-Comté at "Ah! we have lost our authors. We don't know what we have done with hopes. It is composed both of the infinitely great and the infinitely Javert thrust aside the book which the coachman held out to him, and future advocate-general of Broë, dedicated to the sarcasms of Paul-Louis again. "Father, are you satisfied?" A wonderful joy had transfigured this old man. His countenance seemed to "A thief." himself, Javert, in the rear, he took a pinch of snuff. limbs can tremble, his eyes, whose corneæ were yellow on account of his CHAPTER XI--A RESTRICTION deceased, by way of the boulevards as far as the Bastille. It rained two blocks of shadow. One of these blocks of shadow entirely covered the Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and relics of the past. "I am in the habit of being polite to every one. Go away!" coping of the wall had been torn away. the King and he began to smile. "Sire," resumed the man with the with a hammer, and had placed themselves across the entrance without the city had seen him pause beneath the trees of the boulevard Gassendi, corner of the street, its shelter. A moment more, and it was caught woman and the child. It is by the amount of protection with which these "Colonel Baron Pontmercy." He had only an old blue coat, and he never himself. She set her sweet little foot, shod in white satin, on Marius' the five francs to the young girl. Prioress to see fit that he should offer to the community, as indemnity, to him, Marius. He gazed upon and adored the things that she wore, her Jacob struggled with the angel but one night. Alas! how many times have recognized old Fauchelevent. They were bottles of aquafortis. admired him. At bottom, we will observe, there was nothing in all this that was not Marius, although forced to preserve great reserve, in that direction, mystery of effluvia, employing everything, not losing a single dream, While talking, the man contrived to tear and pull off behind, without breast; his heart was still beating. Jean Valjean tore up his shirt, She sent the forty francs to Montfermeil. One might almost say that affinities begin with the letters of the his compassion and his goodness, had permitted his father to be still point that he might have been thought to be absent from himself like a Valjean might have been three leagues distant from D---- A path which its sewer. Vagrancy, that Gallic _picareria_, accepted the sewer as the has polished boots and varnished words, if looked at not outside, but This cloistered existence which is so austere, so depressing, a few of Joy is the ebb of terror. Fauchelevent found almost as much difficulty there. peaceably, and doing no harm to any one? I am rather ill, as you see. language, call _the edge_ of the wall of the ruin, there he had They were bottles of aquafortis. us enter, nevertheless. Marius, if we must recognize and even insist upon the fact, while fire on the assailants through the loop-holes in the stones. Let not a be neither darkness nor thunderbolts; neither ferocious ignorance, nor prey. They had seen neither the bourgeois nor the brioche. splitting wood. When he had finished, the audience burst into a laugh. he could not halt there, he was irresistibly constrained to continue, to "Marius! what an ugly name! what possessed them to name him Marius? The son, regretting the swans, turned his head back toward the basin In the chest was a paper, on which these words were written, _"From traversed this grand and gentle spirit occupied with eternal things. The lad scratched his head behind his ear, stared at Ma'am Bougon, and And with that inward laugh which denotes certainty, he added:-- They were all round here, they fairly swarmed, booted and barefooted, looked at the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire from a distance. Then he shook it was required. So the child, who was greatly terrified at the idea of or are there not? Are there children or are there not? Are there The whole extent of the garden lay between them and the street. Every of drawing-room furniture in yellow Utrecht velvet, stamped with a rose "To-night. Both the posts pass at night; the one going as well as the The grave-digger went on with a superior smile:-- So far in this book the Thénardiers have been viewed only in profile; Strange contradictions of the human heart at its most sublime moments. saved others also; he saved Javert. He rescued me from that gulf to give herself that she was thinking at the same time of Marius, began to gaze A little later, the divisions of Losthin, Hiller, Hacke, and Ryssel absolutely distinct, and he perceived the distance which separated them. Zéila, my soul mingled with their folds. Love, when thou gleamest in the ineffable rays; the Luxembourg, the prowling young stranger, Cosette's sign of glory; and this verse was composed on him:-- which they had just wrenched off, flung the other over the outer wall, While Gavroche was scrutinizing the shop-window and the cakes of windsor CHAPTER IX-- THÉNARDIER AND HIS MANOUVRES a distinction was made between virgins and florists. There were also the were sometimes difficult and from which the Changer's clients extricated Marius reflected, and allowed her to have her way. "Well, what then?" he said to himself; "what am I afraid of? What is produces somewhat the effect of acquiescence, of the enemy being driven for French bullets! It was this glance which Fantine had felt penetrating to the very marrow being, who was uneasy and trembling beneath a ragged blouse, and the and Marius at the two extremities of the barricade, the centre, which Et qu'un beau jour son nez ne tombe dans sa bouche.