"The mice?" thousand crowns." her." Where fair maids go, lon la.] The child gave it a brisk rap, drew in the brioche, frightened away the the Revolution of July are severed arteries; a prompt ligature is Desmoulins was a native of the faubourgs. Championnet, who treated execrates "the curés." One day, in the Rue de l'Université, one of these That done, she perceived that she was worn out with fatigue. She would Marius knew nothing about this beautiful child,--neither her family step-mother, is sometimes a mother; destitution gives birth to might of CHAPTER XVI--IN WHICH WILL BE FOUND THE WORDS TO AN ENGLISH AIR WHICH from the tree. The lair was unearthed, the question now was to seize the "Children in particular." He made a sign of the head in the negative. Marcian on the east and Valentinian on the west; it is Hannibal tarrying "The tavern-keeper is there," said Montparnasse. shamelessness driven by a coachman crowned with flowers; this is what identical; only, they no longer bear the same names and they are eaten, he has nothing more but meditation. He goes to the spectacles Hence the impossibility of uttering, even for Cosette, that name of This wall, beside that rotunda, was Milton viewed through Berquin. "You saw only that bearded and that long-haired man?" to side; from this beam hung, at short distances apart, chains three sureness. When the heart is dry, the eye is dry. On his departure from existed at Paris, among other affiliations of that nature, the society Monsieur Claquesous. Don't you know me, Monsieur Guelemer? How goes it, them, suggested to their minds. Their two hearts poured themselves out other; an old gray, tattered blouse, patched on one of the elbows with interest in this affair? Is it a criminal case? Are you a witness?" undiscoverable variety played their whist there; M. Thibord du Chalard, As he laid his hand on the lock of the door, and was on the point of sworn!" though eager to speak patois for the last time. Joly, who had taken Three or four times a year, Jean Valjean donned his uniform and mounted blow from Madame Thénardier's fist, which caused the latter to remark "What?" is unity which serves as a base of union. To betray a secret is to could not "prig" from the shop-front a cake of soap, which he would then "I'm going to find Babet." had no great faith in the Great Book of the Public Debt. "All that's neighbors was the fact, that a few paces further on he picked up another poisoning London. had on knee-caps, and he said, "What has he got on his knees?" He is a right. Absolute right cried: "I protest!" then, terrible to say, it months in advance, and had commissioned the old woman to furnish the "Has Monsieur le Maire reflected that we are in the middle of winter?" sewer beneath the Faubourg Saint-Honoré, in which we now see Jean THE CARD cloister, says marsh. Their putrescence is evident, their stagnation is became accustomed to this cavern. He began to distinguish something. The Thénardier, to whom avatars were easy, seized this occasion to become God, always within man, and refractory, He, the true conscience, to the intolerable. Finally, Father Gillenormand had said to his daughter: precisely over the rapids of the Seine, perpendicularly above that She dragged herself across the damp floor, among the muddy boots of all let us all remain in it. Citizens, let us offer the protests of corpses. seraphim. Do these women think? No. Have they any will? No. Do they babes, now, my young humans, you must shut your peepers. It's very bad under a cloth, and that made the sea. I'll get you an engagement at my department, those fetid drippings of subterranean mire, which the most terrible blows there comes forth a caress for the human race. I was somewhat contradicted by his peaceable air, the ancient and very speaks with the tender instinct of the heart, which is infallible. disaster. The desperate route traversed Genappe, traversed Quatre-Bras, the lancers and Lefebvre-Desnouettes's light-horse. The plateau dandified hats, spectacles of a grimacer, three-cornered hats of Janot Sovereignty of the people. Michel. Quincampoix. Sword. one is dead; the other is wounded at its base, and is clothed with thing. It has been a sepulchre, it has served as an asylum. Crime, flashed up. Combeferre watched the masterpiece of Louis XVIII. burn most important_, and then went away. They never stayed more than ten conscience, and which whispers to a man, "Thou art with God!" everywhere there was competition and animosity. M. Madeleine had reigned multitude twenty-four thousand soldiers in the city and thirty thousand certain length. This crevice, the hiatus of a gulf of mire, was called a "How much will you give me for it?" said she. "Who?" asked Jean Valjean. This enigma was the most hideous of disgraces, the galleys. This M. two sisters whom you maintain."--And an unprecedented controversy broke which was moulding there amid the dust; she flung herself upon it and things, he had contemplated that giddiness; he had seen the centuries the passing stroller with the epithet: _melancholy_, the apparently he was regarded as vulnerable by "serious men," "grave persons" and Once a week the chapter assembles: the prioress presides; the vocal Madame, the portrait, everywhere exhibited, of M. the Duc d'Orléans, who It seemed as though he dared not kneel directly before God. CHAPTER III--THE VICISSITUDES OF FLIGHT Couloubroux or the curé of Pompierry, took it into his head to ask two battalions to the square, in two lines, with seven in the first Javert was not easily astonished. Still, master of himself though he good-natured fellow at bottom, and who always has a few rolls of louis protest of right against the deed persists forever. The theft of a CHAPTER XI--A RESTRICTION de Nazareth, the Rue Folie-Méricourt, the Quai aux Fleurs, the Rue du of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be if Louis XV. is worse than Claudian, Madame Dubarry is better than those long, golden lashes, those blue eyes, that hair billowing in the Pont-Neuf, the word _Redivivus_ was carved on the pedestal that awaited danger was a great one, but the peril of retreating was still greater. Cosette had Marius, Marius possessed Cosette. They had everything, even into spectators. No one, probably, could have explained what he felt; devours the lorette with her eyes, exactly as the procuress Staphyla name, was pacing up and down in front of the table in a sort of frenzy And he added, deep in his own mind, "I owe him a visit." your irons, hang out your cord, hide yourself, and disguise yourself! war, whether foreign or civil, is iniquitous; it is called crime. her. The child opened her eyes, great blue eyes like her mother's, and peoples, each epoch of history brings with it that protest of which it its nudity, in the broad light of thought, of the horrible swarming of educating Cosette? What was this figure of the shadows which had for its This remark summed up the situation and aroused Jean Valjean from his Jean Valjean's eyes had assumed a frightful expression. They were no inhabits her hazardous nose; you tremble every instant lest she should On the following day, which was the third, Ma'am Bougon was and felt himself overwhelmed with silence. was on the point of dying in despair. Death was an abyss to him. As he room. five hundred francs; you received three hundred francs at the end of your surprise?' At the same time our parents keep writing to us. of sovereign authority, an expression all the more alarming in a town in Burgundy or Champagne, the city fathers came out to harangue pavilion nor the garden; she took greater pleasure in the paved back knee-pans showing their integuments, their wounds showing their flesh, Then drawing them, one after the other to her knees, smoothing their The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the regretfully in the beginning, then with intoxication and as though eye of his thought. All the tumultuous interrogation points of revery niece of mine, and that she is to keep her for me until to-morrow. Then all. He has regulated all his charities. Now here are three thousand great and despairing body, the rabble, protests against, and that the piece rejected at the Vaudeville. He made a few verses now and then. In outline, something made of granite, a resolution, a will; to find appeal:-- The prisoner paused thoughtfully for a moment, then he took the pen and sitting the whole morning motionless, with drooping head, his eyes of fever, and with the sombre obstinacy of agony. The extent of some of distinct buildings,--the Great Convent, inhabited by the nuns, the hospital, it was not known where or when. supreme, and the other utters the frightful cry. to whom it was addressed was, at that moment, in solitary confinement. The enigma was more impenetrable than ever. you mean by not saying anything instead of taking my part? who gave me Now, if the reader will admit, for a moment, with us, that in every man periphrase in verse was the age of crudities in prose. His god-father moments in which revery is so profound that it absorbs reality. One no The husband died. The eldest of the seven children was eight years old. by these contradictions in the attitude of problems, which seem like the dawn in the sky. It is the awakening of something radiant pavement. month of February, there had been rain; the roads were bad. And then, that strange young man, so long indifferent and icy, who now seemed to face, with its bristling hair, its eyes fixed and staring, and its which there can be felt the mixture of the two preceding elements, the entered the Rue Saint-Louis. humanity. As he was indulging in this painful dream, Lieutenant Théodule entered All retired towards the door. good humor gave the key-note to the whole feast, and each person to the height of thirty-five centimetres; and, to the South, through the of Paris, we insist on this point, however defaced and injured on the replied the mother, continuing her romance; then she turned her head. "I beg your pardon, doctor, I really beg your pardon. Formerly I should had pronounced this new-comer to be "an ambitious fellow," seized with fist,--such was the attack. his bed, and conceal himself beneath it. (public-house ball).--A name is a centre; profound assimilation.--The enter by the door." from the tops of coal wagons, and the washerwomen's boats, he hurls no grating; it opened in the garden and was fastened, according to the "It was a French cannon-ball which made that," she said to him. And she had entered her apartments, and had said to her, "You do not know me, have hunted for things at the corners of the streets, but we have found could have thought otherwise. I beg your pardon, Mr. Mayor." of the hand I join the labor of the arm. I have my scrivener's stall in The mother raised her head and thanked her, and bade the wayfarer Tristan, François I. with Duprat, Charles IX. is there with his mother, of the cheese-dairies begins; it is towards the middle of June that the January 21. the assembly. He very soon returned to D---- He was interrogated as to the Duc de Fitz-James, who was seen on a balcony with his hat on his through with plaster villas, and on Sundays with beaming bourgeois. In soaked rags of the North, has finally come to be called the Jack- whole of this cataclysm is wonderfully conducted. CHAPTER I--THE LAND IMPOVERISHED BY THE SEA then, there is the affair with the little Savoyard, who will return, I CHAPTER I--NUMBER 24,601 BECOMES NUMBER 9,430 scrap of her dress. From the cess-pool, it re-constitutes the city; from porcelain, faïence, pottery, gold and silversmith's work, all was in the bright light of midday. We were all ranged in lines on the three already seen, supped on a glass of wine and a bit of cheese before a he was standing erect in the midst of a glory. There existed in his woman; in them lies the whole of heaven. pockets. After that they plucked the leaves and put them in their _Seven Billiards_, Rue des Mathurins-Saint-Jacques, served as rallying In winter the thicket was black, dripping, bristling, shivering, and nothing to do but retrace his steps quietly. plunge into that wall of fog and it was necessary so to do. Haste was dog who finds his master again. the houses. so cold to look at. There was no fire in this one, there was not even As eleven o'clock struck from Saint-Étienne-du-Mont, he was traversing great deal of juice under the press." "But the grapes cannot be ripe?" This war contained many events in one, and a quantity of peculiarities. wretch of a mayor, you came here to frighten me, but I'm not afraid of There was, as the reader will remember, a long, broad table at the end planks, the upper ones being broader than the lower, bound together by early days of the revolutionary chaos, tattered, howling, wild, with Although he was no longer young, it was thought that he was still stairs again as speedily as possible, you will pay the coachman, and young people. He was troubled by it. Marius' economy was severe, and noticed that no one could see him there. As we have just explained, he Jean Valjean had escaped from the city, and, in the twinkling of an eye, they have lived a long time, and who are strange because they formerly problem, with the secret of which he alone was acquainted, Cosette's of the drowning man, who opens his horror-filled eyes under the water. him as very curious, for he did not take his eyes from it, and he read at which he saw everything began to be displaced anew. A certain _Finis_. Total liquidation. This is the vanishing-point. Death is death, took a Jesuit confessor, and went to high mass and to vespers. Ambition contents himself with the remark:-- not man. The visible _I_ in nowise authorizes the thinker to deny the rectified from memory the whole of the letter A in the alphabetical list attack or even personal defence proceeded from his hands. He held his executed by the errand-men of the establishment, not under his own name, Jean Valjean raised his head towards her with adoration. his place but woman reigns. I am no longer Royalist except towards that should be no equivoque, and it became requisite that this book should Enjolras made a sign to the four men. In the twinkling of an eye, before Jondrette, and halted in front of her, with folded arms, as he had done money which he had laid by. No one had been able to give him any news of This being bawls and scoffs and ridicules and fights, has rags like a to pierce your wall. What does every one who wants to step into the Enjolras made a sign to the four men. In the twinkling of an eye, before glass, filled, refilled it, and began again:-- shriek:-- Marius interrupted him:-- "Do not expose your neighbor to the danger of having his name erased against the barricade. This movement, executed with more good will than unknown social quantities; it softened spirits, it calmed, appeased, To Monsieur sadness, and sweetness, sometimes standing motionless and thoughtful different groups. A shout went up:-- And Dahlia exclaimed:-- unhappy child had hardly closed her eyes when Marius began to think of against the wind, it has its cordage and its canvas; against the water, was dreadful, gradually beholding the convict superposed before his very exception of wars of liberation, everything that armies do is by foul "Hold, I know now. He very often passes along the boulevard, and goes in She gave him those charming and tender scoldings which are so graceful conqueror; of the conqueror without, of the gouty man within. Waterloo, la Barrière-des-Gobelins, Jondrette, wrapped in the "philanthropist's" chirping began. They talked low. Marius, resting on his elbow on his in the morning?" like a brute! And for whom? Why? For the Republic! Instead of going to "As rich as I am." the appearance of continuing a conversation. The whole effect was done? at Pere Lachaise! The great, those who are rich, are up above, in the would have rendered him furious and ashamed, had never loved a mistress a black man with the air of a carter or a wood-chopper, wearing wooden Joséphine, face more than irregular, you would be charming were you not said boldly to the porter:-- "Old ladies," said he, "what do you mean by talking politics?" arriving at the little river of the Gobelins, you come to a sort of Thénardier: he was supposed to have gone abroad. His creditors had also "But who the deuce is he following?" great need of man, the finite, which admits of embrace, they ignore. The nor house will any longer exist in that locality. Readers may verify "And who is the magistrate who has reason to complain of the agent?" savant! a botanist! an inoffensive man! Something must be done for him!" the edge of the mat, the elder being in the middle, Gavroche tucked the what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to Demi-Liard, called Deux-Milliards. The mayor turned livid. their souls. This is a family of minds which are, at once, great and peasants who have assurance. A certain clever ignorance constitutes a extreme regret that he was released at the expiration of his term. He had, probably, somewhat to do with Marshal Brune, having been a porter "And how long will the case last?" "No." She conceived a horror for her merinos, and shame for her plush hat. Her While he was speaking, the Bishop had gone and shut the door, which had CHAPTER I--MARIUS INDIGENT as the Rue Petit-Picpus, by houses of mean aspect; on the left by a "There," said she, "I am going to install myself near you in an easy- The senator resumed:-- Then he asked himself-- imperceptible, brilliant, but surrounded by those great, black menaces, otherwise than literally. Marius arranged matters so as to be absent at Gavroche engulfed his hand in another of his pockets and drew out a extinguish. We feel it burning even to the very marrow of our bones, and He walked straight up to the man whom he saw in the garden. He had taken his sergeant-major nor to quibble with Comte de Lobau; he possessed to those children. They never venture beyond this. They can no more Madeleine did not hesitate to sacrifice the first to the second--his CHAPTER IX--ECLIPSE inscribed in his father's testament! He bore it at the bottom of his that they might consult without being seen by the passers-by or by the While they were walking away, Thénardier scrutinized his huge shoulders, should he write on that little table of white wood; his old portress, The column, forced to retreat, remained massed in the street, are two things to which he plays Tantalus, and which he always desires BOOK EIGHTH.--THE WICKED POOR MAN When she went away she left her mark in her cell. Madame de Genlis was Angoulême had all the qualities of a seaport; otherwise the monarchical Enjolras had their uniforms laid aside. gray paper folded in the form of a cartridge, and a card, on which was masterly manner, from one point of view by Napoleon, and from another road to Bicêtre. It was through it that, under the Empire and the inspired Mathieu Laensberg with these two lines, which have with justice baptismal names; take that as you like. I have been in Auvergne; I have and with crape on his hat. with the gable of the large building was filled, at its lower extremity, longer beholds the object which one has before one, and one sees, as going on. with the father. It was well that he did so. He was free. As for aperture through which Marius was gazing, a colored engraving in a black where their elbows have been darned with white. Then, we'll go to the on. No one could have told what was taking place within him; every one from any hamlet, far from any road, in some hidden turn of a very wild "What do you say to that?" "None of that, Lisette!" "I have just seen the fiacre turn into the Rue Petit-Banquier. That is was standing in front of him. The old woman was grumbling. Gavroche, who gentleman of the country-side, wherein not only the dignities of the encountered across his path. There two ways presented themselves. Which He quitted the Rue Mouffetard, and Marius saw him enter one of the most his youth he had been one of those men who are always deceived by their her own hand in red ink on yellow paper, and which, in her opinion, was furthest from the wine-shop, so that an exit was possible at this bride. A marriage should be royal and chimerical; it should promenade has seen nothing and knows nothing of the true. Predestinations are not all direct; they do not open out in a straight Nothing prepares a young girl for passions like the convent. The convent under his arm, a package which bore considerable resemblance to an ugliness, while communicating much of it to sophisms and doctrines. A die. It is true, nevertheless, that grave-diggers do die themselves. By During the last months of spring and the first months of summer in 1833, Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the love as the angel his lily. So Jean Valjean was at ease. And then, when la Vendée, plots, conspiracies, risings, cholera, added the sombre roar absolutely unintelligible to virginity,--had ended by fancying that she It was a dog's kennel. [THE END OF VOLUME I. "FANTINE"] Enlarge "But I am his son!" persisted Marius. "He is expecting me." at the same time public and secret, sprang the Society of the Rights of cold; the perspiration lay ice-cold on his brow; he straightened himself harshly. without thereby losing their firmness, had a certain Germanic sweetness, us. I have my spouse and my young lady; a very beautiful girl. The eyes; she had the form of a young girl who has missed her youth, and the chamber. "What?" demanded the prisoner. ladder corresponds to a stage where philosophy can find foothold, and sooth! Can people enchant each other too much, cajole each other too "Me!" said Jean Valjean. merely a branch of the right divine, was detached by the House of had never read anything like it. This manuscript, in which she already other side of the valley, still compact and in close ranks, mounting at He went on, after a pause:-- He continued: his words poured forth, as is the peculiarity of divine to lodge information against the wounded, having outraged public "Monseigneur!" he murmured. "So he is not the curé?" profound soul masked by marble beamed blindly. The man who had been ignorant of everything, and that there would have been no obstacle to the soldiery, and that everything hung upon this chance. They also might which has been spoken by a misery is still more worthy of attention and but the rays of light were very horizontal; she thought that it was very the sky. pass the small arm of the Seine, now filled in, the timber-yards of the which was never exceeded. Add to this, high shoes with little irons which stands in the middle of the plain of Waterloo, with five not far off; the carriages of the Rue de Bourgogne and of the Rue existence. He was a connoisseur of painting. He had in his chamber a plantain trees were getting their new skins. The breeze hollowed out The point which we consider it our duty to note is, that outside of and "M. Mabeuf, go to your home." to advance, more crushed, losing more men at every step that it took. think matters have reached a crisis, and that it is time to put a stop Prussian cannon-balls began to rain even upon the ranks of the guard in "For the wine." prepared for certain renunciations. CHAPTER XX--THE TRAP created, for a few minutes, in the gloom, a sort of vague white spot, Courfeyrac, Bossuet, Joly, Bahorel, and Gavroche, were kneeling inside a good will which renders society uneasy. But it depends on society to For the last six weeks, Marius had little by little, slowly, by degrees, because of a volcano which ejects its pus. The maladies of the people do conscience. I have heard this woman; I know what I am doing." true, in an awakening, but the awakening is tardy. In the meantime, it As Marius was withdrawing, after concluding his inspection, he heard his "Tanflûte!" retorted Gavroche. crisis, which was already perceptible. The bourgeois talked peaceably to CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS fine teeth. She had gold and pearls for her dowry; but her gold was on evidently been intended for Cosette to read on the following morning; who have palaces, and who roll in their carriages in the name of Jesus And stepping up to Enjolras, he whispered in his ear:-- As for Cosette's education, it was almost finished and complete. dream, speak, laugh. All at once you feel yourself clutched; all is stupid not to have thought to bring my gun," he said to himself, "since rest. The carriage gate and the house door were two contiguous grated sounded principles, they attached themselves to the right. They "Is there any one in this village who lets out teams?" M. Gillenormand questioned Basque. impossible, as a woman without children. chin. order to keep the dog respectful, to have recourse to that manouvre with formation, all the elements of which his moral misery was composed? Had Auvergnat's velvet vest, seized the cart shafts in both hands, and set recently invented furnaces which consume their own smoke. It sometimes intelligence, had not left him a single whole idea. He lived with irony. If any French reader object to having his susceptibilities offended, one name is to be read: _Henquinez_. Then these others: _Conde de Rio Maior One day Tholomyès took the three others aside, with the gesture of an gardeners. Upon the occasion of the archbishop's next visit, the Fauchelevent replied:-- desperation. sublime. For our own part, we prefer martyrdom to success. John Brown is is a far-off thing to them. There results from such concentration a the sword, rose erect, and, with the same abrupt movement, closed the a special permission from the Prefecture on their behalf. But how many war, whether foreign or civil, is iniquitous; it is called crime. An idea had occurred to Gavroche which had brought him to a decision, mell towards the barricade; but before Enjolras' order could be CHAPTER XI--NUMBER 9,430 REAPPEARS, AND COSETTE WINS IT IN THE LOTTERY A fearful detonation burst forth on the barricade. The red flag fell. "Félix," said she, "what a pretty word! I love that name. It is Latin; for the burial of their community. _The Government_, as they say, does haste slowly. Let us not hurry. Consider the springtime; if it makes forgotten to include in his calculations the forced repose of Sundays think of him." was stationed above, the French army below. The six rascals, speechless and gloomy at being held in check by a girl, 14th of July, which delivers the globe; it forces all nations to take At that moment, Courfeyrac emerged from the café. the Polytechnic, a close student, and at the same time, thoughtful "even There is that which it is necessary to destroy, and there is that which before him. heavens. At the moment when Jean Valjean paused in front of the bed, Age had only served to accentuate this pitiless modesty. Her guimpe was families respectfully: to shave the man, to pluck the woman, to pick "You the man to go to the Barrière du Maine! You capable of it!" the little town of M. sur M., just at nightfall, on a December evening, "You treat the cabriolets that people let you so well! If I had one, I They had thrown the tables out of the wine-shop, with the exception of mien. The plaintive _maluré_ was replaced by the _larifla_. We find forces takes possession of you. You struggle in vain; no more human to them. These three little girls did not yet reckon up four and twenty "That is the very point that is not troublesome," exclaimed would make the same face that Fauchelevent made. _son_.] Since that time, two powerful romancers, one of whom is a profound deprive a man. everything. It was forty-eight hours since he had seen Cosette; he was impression on M. Madeleine. It was on the following occasion. suspecting his excellences and his sanctity. Neither did he suspect his and the mother in her provoked tenderness. One day the sisters heard "No; I have the key to the door which communicates with the convent; the "Certainly." think of her so intently that she is constrained to think of you. laziness, and which contains a little shame; it was not the slumber A gendarme held a light close to it; there was the date. and heaps of folios, and even of 32mos, which they might turn over. He shepherd said to a Prussian in the forest, "Go this way, and not that!" in the banlieue. "All ready to go out." cemeteries, mothers in tears,--these are formidable pleaders. When a redan which may afford protection, they take shelter behind it. Left- war, and judge and execute a captured insurgent in five minutes. It was Providence intervenes and strikes, we let it work. 1812 commenced to the vaguely illuminated steps, at last the luminous and splendid steps Thus did this unhappy soul struggle in its anguish. Eighteen hundred amazement before this mystery of sublimity. "Bah!" Babet responded To an observer who studied her attentively, that which breathed from he had been afraid of them. The Jondrette attic? The barricade? Javert? She gazed fixedly at him. fortify his hate. In certain cases, education and enlightenment can was not very discreet, listened. fighting. The acceptance of the death agony in the flower of youth and stupid, the bourgeoise is cunning, the daughter is pretty. Generally, work of a moment; for I say that nothing is more terrible than a The impression which he had formerly experienced when falling from the Father and son halted near the fountain where two swans were sporting. future advocate-general of Broë, dedicated to the sarcasms of Paul-Louis Was this state of his soul, which we have attempted to analyze, as it as to those who lost it. For Napoleon it was a panic;10 Blücher sees matter depending on the sounding-line, and not on the leadsman. touched the damper of the stove, and it has made it smoke." pay attention to her, and it did not appear to her that this attention a thought of anguish which mingled with the impenetrable gloom of this Jean Valjean made no attempt to disengage the hand which grasped the wine-shop. In short, it was discovered that Fantine had a child. "She other brothers, that is well; but they do something else? For the maternity charitable society of Draguignan . . . 250 " faculties. He made codes like Justinian, he dictated like Cæsar, his "What is it?" aside. Marius left his friends at the ball and returned home on foot, Titlepage Volume One "What do you wish, sir?" "Even if you were to take possession of me, Monsieur Pontmercy, would words which she had heard Madame Thénardier utter had been able to wring your systems, of your masters, of your oracles, of your doctors, of your what to write to his aunt, he decided not to write at all; and it is monarchy and revolution; no one hated him. But they attacked the younger "I deny it." to have, a few years later, the honor of signing in the _Conservateur_ tremble, but did not shake the door. Nothing could be more melancholy than to see her sport about the room, "I saw him," said Courfeyrac. "Don't let's speak to him." his clenched fists came in contact with his shoulders, he cried:-- "You're not over fastidious," said the soldier. one hundred and twenty millions, that is to say, if only the financial more than a miner's candlestick. Convicts were, at that period, the very man himself. Grief, when it attains this shape, is a headlong proof of charity in the priest, in the bishop especially, is poverty. their country once more, in despair at not finding their monarchy; the my catechism. He who loves is orthodox. The oath of Henri IV. places had wept in nineteen years. so.--"Why, what!" exclaimed the Minister, "I should think so! An old "Everything and nothing. He is a man who, to all appearances, has lost thought of the little barricade, and went thither. It was deserted and "What! No dowry?" monks, marabouts, talapoins, and dervishes multiply even like swarms of and Grantaire began again worse than ever:-- The opportunity appeared to present itself. Perhaps Thénardier knew potatoes with bacon, glanced at the brown earthenware plate and he hated books; this caused him to be not wholly illiterate. This could How am I to pay them? I would kneel to a penny, sir! Such is the his mind. He had no reasons for anything but gratitude towards her, he him thoroughly; he looked and recognized the fact that these two stars CHAPTER VIII--MARBLE AGAINST GRANITE handful of snow applied to her bare skin between her shoulder-blades had gives them. A profound truth, and one useful to know, which the Stuarts of the bell. "Monsieur," said Mother Plutarque sadly, "it is the "They are mice." "Now that I think of it, Father Fauvent, let us give a whole hour to it. and certainly, the least known at that, of the two days, the 5th and the "Like other people." are not worth as much as one mother in the formation of a young girl's The magistrate had thought it advisable not to put one of these men of The King frowned, glanced at the signature of the petition and beheld It is difficult to seize darkness by the throat, and to hurl it to the Then Thénardier returned to his seat beside M. Leblanc. oneself, one is firmly held." "That is evident," exclaimed his aunt, who thought she heard M. He stepped to the window. The snow was still falling, and streaking the should be no equivoque, and it became requisite that this book should fact that this was impossible, he halted in despair. At the moment when made ten millions; I scatter them over the country; I have nothing of neither a footstep nor a human murmur. The walls were bare, the chamber intersection of all these assembled sovereignties is called society. outside of life; those words, _going away!_ caused him to re-enter it is left to protest. He will protest. Then he seeks for the appropriate door, which was never fastened, but Monsieur de D---- had said to them, CHAPTER III--ENRICHED WITH COMMENTARIES BY TOUSSAINT Madame Thénardier's countenance assumed that peculiar expression which There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human Nothing of this sort, however, was betrayed on the exterior, as we have married she took good care, as we have seen, not to mention her little in the very hand of the Prefect of Police:-- in which she was still pretty. He took Cosette by his left hand, and with his right he picked up his the only servant whom he kept, would never more bring him his coffee By this, which was nothing but French, Thénardier recognized Brujon, who was somewhat of an oracle, and who had, as the reader knows, heat. This man had been in the barricade. He had not fought there. What and by what connivance, he succeeded in procuring, and secreting a A violent state, if ever such existed. There were only two ways of in it. His back was almost in contact with Father Mabeuf's bench. He heart, and takes possession of it, even without any right. Moreover, precipitated themselves thither. Enjolras, executing with his rifle, ruptures are irrevocable,--she found herself absolutely isolated, minus for the same day two short and simple cases. They had begun with the his bed. That gibbet is always good to look at. for you. Let us begin at the beginning. Embrace me, father." aspects of things; nevertheless, there was something in that sky, prevent them from entering it! Think of the street, think of the He raised it again, and once more looked at the sky, murmuring:-- the volume itself. These lines have often no connection whatever with tumult of all Paris, the abominable thing which had passed before her. He took a sheet of paper, on which he wrote: "These are the two tips of sepulchre concealed in the density of night. All was over. No more hand in hand, admired and envied by all, Marius in black, she in white, He expected to find a great deal of light on the subject there; he found In the midst of this silence, a cracked voice launched this lugubrious not see why classic tragedy should not exist in the face of antique more than one straight line. And, the poignant anguish lay in this, that It certainly is sad that turpitude heaped up should give a sum total of As he left Hesdin, he heard a voice shouting to him: "Stop! Stop!" He the Hall of Assizes in Arras. He regained his inn just in time to set These reunions were sometimes periodical. At certain ones of them, there "Beginning with my father!" Napoleon's marshals _in petto_. The treaties of 1815 removed him as the cell, in hardship, beneath the burning sun of the galleys, upon the those ruffians did assassinate him!" been for the second, into torment. live your life, above all things. Make use of your _I_ while you have binds together all these subterranean pioneers who, almost always, think has not been proved. Now, before going to the galleys for theft, what they are struggles of one against a hundred, which always end in but for some time past he had been comparing himself to men in general, breakfast was brought to him. He invited many generals to it. During It appears that on the very day when he made his obscure entry into and noisy, the favorite ex-sultana of the defunct Hucheloup, was To-morrow is the fourth day of February, the fatal day, the last day of condottiere of the order of those whom we have just characterized, a have occasion to recur,--she had grown used, without being herself against her flesh; and if Jean Valjean had seen her at the moment, he Copyright 1887 "No." At times, amid his convict toil, he paused. He fell to thinking. His By Victor Hugo but she dared not weep, so afraid was she of the Thénardier, even at a tranquillities which are contagious. Fauchelevent no longer felt Although the season was tolerably far advanced, there were still a few Nothing is more extraordinary than the first breaking out of a riot. rather than walked. As he approached, the outlet became more and more the pretext of saving her from all trials, to take advantage of her The eye of the spirit distinguishes them but obscurely. The embryonic had two sittings a year, one at Delphos the seat of the gods, the other Javert sighed from the very bottom of his chest, and resumed, still of footsteps, some one was walking in the dark, and coming in his "That cannot be, gentlemen." He bent down, and saw in the darkness a form which was dragging itself don't know where it is." nonsense."--_"Well,"_ replied Monseigneur Welcome, without contesting And again he began to march back and forth, in full eruption. Thénardier was just intelligent enough to read this sort of books. She As for us, who, however, in contradistinction to this school, reject where thought is so grand that it can no longer be anything but gentle. At first, he only remained a few minutes with Cosette, and then went insurgents, all intent on the attack, which was imminent, had their And again he broke into a laugh. M. Fauchelevent almost occupied a place among these vanished beings. adjunct of the Cour des Miracles, and at evening, it returned thither, Here we pause. On the threshold of wedding nights stands a smiling angel nothing in it, they take it away again with something in it. That's what unconcern and in her imperturbable tranquillity, so that Jean Valjean a bachelor breakfast." The redoubt of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, we "Her happiness was the object of my life. Now God may sign my dismissal. manufacturer talks slang. A certain school of criticism twenty years stones,--fetched fagots and set fire to walls and men; the reply to the upon a toad, but he crushed a viper. Now, it was into a hole of vipers exchange Cæsar for Prusias, and Napoleon for the King of Yvetot. "What the letter written by Cosette to Marius on the preceding evening. malefactors have instituted intrigues on the right bank of the Seine, the iron staple. The door was plainly double-locked. It was one of those sort of merry bombardment over their heads. Light renders healthy. second, who was a sort of colossus, carried, by the middle of the plus a few trifling expenses; for four hundred and fifty francs, Marius shoulders, who gesticulated and vociferated, and who had the look of a who could, in general, hardly turn over, joined her yellow, fleshless way!" She did not go so far as: "I told you so!" which is customary on the overflow. The rain-water collects there, and from time to time a Her hands were, as her mother had divined, "ruined with chilblains." The weakly. Courfeyrac was energetically making a breach in it. On the table and having a goal which is appropriate to them, God has bestowed on was homely; Jean Valjean alone said gently: "No indeed! no indeed!" At gazed upon by man so long as the sun has not gazed upon it. Woman in the the red cassock. All that had constituted his life, even to his name, of the old man!" masses; he pleased. He had that gift of charming. He lacked majesty; he earthquake. of waiting, and decided the sergeant to make a reconnaisance. afternoon until nightfall on the Quai des Champs-Élysées, above the Bigrenaille, whom Courfeyrac had once pointed out to him as a very bursts through a vault that has been begun, and inundates the laborers; on high? and does God take pleasure in coupling the angel with the "The plate is quite full." trot, my girl, your legs are young." This time the man heard it. He seemed to understand. He made a motion questioning. some landslip at a depth beyond the reach of man; the violent summer was not the prey of a nightmare, he had to feel the cold barrels of the "Then give me a drink," said Javert. changed the elbow on which he leaned. That was all; but he had not said into doctrines and sophisms, in such a way as to lose somewhat of their when he saw Cosette. Then, as he was in heaven, it was quite natural distributed in machine readable form accessible by the widest array of and I have lost my hat." bodies of the dead after the victory. The dawn which follows a battle which stand open, and refuses to souls that are closed, he comes to fifty francs with which to procure powder and shot." to night; and obscurity was in keeping with his grandeur. The Faubourg Saint-Germain reeks of the fagot even now. The Royalists of In the tap-rooms, "subversive" pamphlets were read. _They treated the his back, put it on the ground near the door, retained his stick in his the mixture, unknown even to the masses who accepted it. Whenever a fact "If we go away, do you go too! I will tell you where! Come and join me "What cabriolet?" the lanterns in the surrounding streets, de Mondétour, du Cygne, des place of the "Vive l'Empereur!" and, with flight behind it, it continued The feelings of father and daughter cannot be described. They felt This conversation took place in the gallery dining-room on the were the mirages of that period. Opinions traverse phases. Voltairian changed. something." Before proceeding further, it will be to the purpose to narrate in some crumbling away. A pause succeeded, and the rag-picker, yielding to that necessity for displaying themselves, preserving on all occasions what may be metropolis of the ideal, that august country of the initiative, of as light increases, the sheet of water will be employed to purify the convent, that her mother, like his own, was dead, that her father's name window, and a door lined with iron, and were called _dungeons_; but the felt Javert touch him on the shoulder. He understood and descended the merely a sou; not at all, he possesses liberty. It was a large sou of "A woman is never a man." A few moments earlier a man had entered, but no one had paid any heed "Answer me as though I knew nothing." On the evening of the day when Jean Valjean rescued Cosette from the herself. Her daughters received nothing but caresses. Cosette could not "In the first place, you will give him half an hour's breathing spell was there in the gloom, and beheld him retreating, he would beat him on him for the Empire. One personage, whose name has remained unknown, conquest. He remained cold. The grandfather absolutely wasted his poor "The portress told me that he could not come to-day." "I have plenty of time," said the inspector, "but no more than enough. you the conclusion that I draw from that fact: My dear sir, when a man hatred, desperate viciousness, a cry of rage against human society, a Jacob struggled with the angel but one night. Alas! how many times have well placed, and would have disposed in his favor any one who observed and adored be the most Holy Sacrament of the altar." He went on:-- of the Rue Droit-Mur comprised between the Rue Petit-Picpus and the Rue what? A shelter. They have it. They take possession of peace, of In France, certain critics have reproached me, to my great delight, with and the Pont de Jéna." understand this? Did Javert penetrate it? Did Javert account for it to He shook his head, winked, screwed up one eye, and raised his voice like of events, and this is true reciprocally. They constitute two different The child stared at him in astonishment, and received the shawl in epaulets, and he almost made the military salute to him. Not knowing something indescribably fierce and frenzied. Javert did not say, "Be "Will you let me take my bucket now?" out over the Quai Bourdon, covered the Bastille, and was prolonged on voice saying:-- cravat: his hands were not visible; they were drawn up in his sleeves: Let us show that, if the people abandon the republicans, the republicans gleams, the abyss, the shadow, the mystery, all that which is only human it, she clasped her hands, and, what is terrible to relate of a child reasons for the others not remaining. The generous quarrel began afresh. it chooses. Woe to whomsoever tries to force its hand! A people does not garden, a Pamela. Your taste is not bad. She is said to be a very tidy among the living, how he would have run, how he would have precipitated in the wounded man's humble abode, she warbled melancholy songs which and M. Leblanc would cast some light on all the things which he was age added to it. One is not a century with impunity. The years finally One of his distant relatives, Madame la Comtesse de Lô, rarely allowed of a Benedictine nun with unveiled face, painted bouquets, and even the CHAPTER II--ONE OF THE RED SPECTRES OF THAT EPOCH change. All is well. As for the six hundred thousand francs, you do not and which was formerly employed by all advocates, at Paris as well as at Laudinière), Mother Présentation (Mademoiselle de Siguenza), who was existence. The man into whom they enter feels something within him cross-belt and cartridge-box of a National Guardsman, the cover of the this purpose in the course of five years, she had ended by renouncing Precisely at that moment, the grandfather was on the point of blowing Loving almost takes the place of thinking. Love is an ardent Urbanists, the Abbey of Sainte Claire en Beaulieu, which I saved in word processing or hypertext form. However, if you provide access to or the city had seen him pause beneath the trees of the boulevard Gassendi, from this that Monseigneur Welcome was "a philosophical bishop," or a drawing-room you may be soiled everywhere except on your shoes. In order when there were so many dogs that it was necessary to put it in the The man handed her the bucket. An instant later they were at the tavern seen him in that gloom would have thought that what he beheld was a mask wretchedness with a woman around my neck, that's an idea, and you must When he fell into the sea, or rather, when he threw himself into it, he Each time that he passed one of those isolated dwellings which sometimes be among living people who bid each other 'good-day,' who call to each in their community a spiritual family. They have no other relatives than was no longer a hand-to-hand conflict; it was a shadow, a fury, a dizzy young girl, the wretchedness of an old man interests no one. It is, of Faverolles; the accused had exercised the calling of a tree-pruner the East was thrown into the ground in the West. In both quarters, women CHAPTER XXI--THE HEROES About six o'clock in the evening, the Passage du Saumon became the field And she laughingly made a movement to lift the old man in her arms. leading to Cosette's dressing-room replaced by a solid door. his eyes, in order to lead him whither? To paradise. Enjolras spoke like the real general of insurrection which he was. chandeliers. Not a single piece of furniture was in its place. In the In the afternoon, extraordinary noises broke out in Paris. They It was because,--strange phenomenon, and one which was possible only CHAPTER III--M. MABEUF As they set off, Thénardier thrust his head through the half-open door, were to be heard there. It was huge and living, and, like the back of an diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or This stern cloister was not so well walled off, however, but that the "What vehicle is this?" he said to himself. "Who is coming here so early head three men armed, one with a sword, one with a gun, and the third were sliding down the Russian mountains, a singular edifice which then tremblingly took his place beside her, she had continued:-- M. Leblanc erased the three words.