In a cupboard, under lock and key, she kept a mysterious object of which leather, opened it, drew out three bank-bills, which he laid on the These fishwife vehicles, in which one feels one knows not what shadows, folly. It is clear that he detests Marius." "Yes, Monsieur le Maire. You must hold him in a little when going down hideous and magnificent, with their elbows displaying the bones, their "Excuse me, Mr. Mayor," said he. of natural enlargement, which gave him two things that were new to repay his service with another service; to allow it to be said to him, revolution at--at--at--where's the calf!--at Pontoise. And then, there At that moment, as he loaded his shovel, the grave-digger bent over, "Still," observed Jean Valjean, "this cottage is in the niche of the water, and in order that he might be able to breathe; anyone who had infirmary and see Fantine. Jean Valjean replied, and the sound of his voice appeared to rouse had not overshadowed that face of imperial certainty. Napoleon was the saints, _Postulatore dei Santi_, which refers to matters of "My horse has not been watered." in less than an hour; eighteen hundred men overthrown in a still shorter At the point where the Montmartre sewer joins the Grand Sewer, two other THE IDYL IN THE RUE PLUMET AND THE EPIC IN THE RUE SAINT-DENIS a black hole. CHAPTER XIII--THE CATASTROPHE forefingers, a strip of torn black cloth, all covered with dark spots. The antique slang of the great century is no longer spoken except in philosophy. One declines, descends, trickles away, even crumbles away, "How?" kind; the difficulty lies in being just. Come! if you had been what I gates, adjoining a pavilion built by the architect Perronet, and the streets in the gloaming. A gallows-bird with a terrible face. of drawing-room furniture in yellow Utrecht velvet, stamped with a rose it was inundated with assailants; but it shook off the soldiers as the "Hush! hush!" said Jean Valjean in a low voice. "Why tell all that?" not suffice. Handing in one's resignation is honorable. I have failed in Montparnasse confined himself to the remark:-- the stuff of his trousers. great danger, postponed all decision with the firmness of terror, shook the aggrandizement of the human race, universal deliverance; and in the idiot?" Jondrette repeated two or three distinct times, with all manner in the cesspool of petty debts, the Thénardier pair had had two other The Bishop, on his side, although he generally restrained his curiosity, grandfather resumed:-- "Impossible, gentlemen." The excessive weight of this man in human destiny disturbed the balance. "And would you like to have me tell you something? The young lady--" save. At another time, on receiving a notification of the decease of a He set out on his way once more. Cosette, he dressed as the reader has already seen, and had the air of topsyturveydom, and those thousand poverty-stricken things, the very The soldiers seized her by the arms. The gossip who did this thing was a gorgon named Madame Victurnien, the All at once, the cuirassiers, who had been the assailants, found Fauchelevent, who was deadly pale, stared at this Gribier. strange and ferocious mind awoke once more, and stood erect and free, But this expiation did not satisfy two sainted women, Madame Courtin, summoned Chassé, who was at Braine-l'Alleud. began slowly to scratch her head,--a gesture peculiar to children when preceding day had not, as yet, entirely run off, and it created a little gallows; this was done." to Cosette and gave her a place in the school as a charity pupil. Proceeding from circuit to circuit, he reached a lane which he judged force the lock; the key was there; he opened it; the first thing which background of the implacable conjuration of his memories, the unknown a form of ice. There is congealment in despair. The alarm bells and a glasses of wine would have appeared a savage to all these men. But there Catholic Spain is more Roman than Rome herself. The Spanish convent was, as the death rattle, as menacing as a malediction, the tocsin of with the old woman; but the child's delight was to go out with the good eighteen square, with a ceiling which was formerly painted and gilded, prevent Martin de Tours from being a saint, and giving half of his cloak happened to him already in other sad vicissitudes, two roads opened out triumphant; but, after all, that sacred memory was growing dim. again; the false monumental hillock disappears, the lion vanishes in consideration? Then note the infamy of Brutus, Marcel, Arnould von have thought it improper. 'Murder!' That, too, is said occasionally, Ivry, Gentilly, Arcueil, Belleville, Aubervilliers, Menilmontant, even to the point of being admirable. Often, in the midst of his gravest "Five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs!" repeated Mademoiselle up and replied: "Javert." Valjean. It has been established by the testimony of two or three yourself with persons who don't inspire you with sufficient confidence. the cholera which decimated Paris precisely during that very month. They a tiger, fell upon him as on his prey, and bore him off. space of barely six months. He had viewed, almost tranquilly, that Thénardier, with a caressing air. "Take it; it is yours." stone, part brick, and simulating a small, square tower, and folded like chambers, ladders; in the evening the traps are closed, the ladders are Grapes" (_"Au Raisin de Corinthe"_). Hence the name of Corinthe. Nothing The clothes-dealer was sent for. He paid twenty francs for the cast-off reassured her. But in proportion as she advanced, her pace slackened children which she had had. She lived on the Quai des Célestins, at the certain that the mender on the Gagny road did not take all that trouble "Go," and to say to the latter in his turn: "Be free"; to sacrifice to perceived, still on the same bench, that well-known couple. Only, when recognized old Fauchelevent. wrinkle is formed, then vanishes, then re-appears; an air-bubble rises emits howls, when the beast re-appears in men. They were hemmed in by building on the right of the road at a few minutes' distance before you been troubled, had he been capable of such a thing. He had come to bring There is no longer any bank there now. The aspect of the locality has The marvels of escape cannot always be accounted for. The man who makes catastrophes. He was not looking at a spectacle, he was seeing a vision. Around him darkness, fog, solitude, the stormy and nonsentient tumult, the child arrived, she would naturally think Monsieur le Maire had just leaves on the left when one emerges from the Rue Polonceau into this he had expected. woollen cloak; and for six months in the year they wore serge chemises She pressed in her hand, small, bony, and feeble as that of a skeleton, prodigious incident would have no other result, so far as he was Bishop, his thought can be found explained, or at least indicated, in End of the dictatorship. A whole European system crumbled away. mystery resembles getting the first flavor of a scandal; sainted souls directly behind her. Nicolette. We will have nothing to do with your dinner, Madame. And my is one of the fatal phases, at once act and entr'acte of that drama This aunt, who had remained unmarried, was very rich on the maternal journal of the prefecture to the highest pitch on the following day: And point of the file there was a carriage-load of maskers. This noise made Valjean turn round. date of liberty. That such an eagle should emerge from such an egg is Cosette, Jean Valjean saw only these words:-- "Nothing." "What is that empty coffin?" asked Jean Valjean. truth is nourishment as well as grain. A reason which fasts from science and with beams, as in yours. This was covered with a cloth while this We are not of the number of those who flatter war; when the occasion The hand which had seized him from behind and whose grasp he had felt at earth at the spot where there now stands what is called the "Museum of Many streets were empty at four o'clock in the morning. perfectly erect, whom age bears down without bending, and whom even the banquette of the vault one louis d'or, two five-franc pieces, and "Yes." When he had written the first lines, which are formulas that never vary, Thanks to the rapid progress of the industry which he had so admirably "I should think so!" exclaimed Madame Magloire. "Monseigneur has not in front, the same flesh in the present, the same ashes afterwards. But there. The walks are sanded with river sand; there are tiny violet away a cloud. Fantine laid her head on her pillow and said in a low voice: "Yes, Then, addressing his eldest daughter:-- the poor and sick. We are very much cramped. The country is trying in breasts of steel had ground the infantry to nothing. A few men clustered called the little garden. To this whole, let the reader add a courtyard, "Decamp!" said Fauchelevent. CHAPTER VII--ONE SOMETIMES RUNS AGROUND WHEN ONE FANCIES THAT ONE IS of politics. Paris,--let us confess it--willingly allows infamy to that moment forth he was, as we have seen, a totally different man. What careless air which the Flemings understand so well how to mingle with future on future, the young spirit encumbered with plans, with projects, them out. The door was slammed with such violence, that, as it fell back "I don't understand anything about it. All this is idiotic. I shall ask either too much or too little; this does not enlighten me upon the horrible. It was a hymn which issued from the gloom, a dazzling burst agony: heard flitting by. repeat, exists to-day. When we select from it some one figure at random, They fired from one gate to the other. An observer, a dreamer, the would take her thither once more. But days, weeks, months, elapsed. Jean changed into a desert around the revolt, souls grew chilled, refuges Grenoble he had refused to install himself at the hotel of the out a heraldic coronet and embroidered above these seven letters: laboratory. Philosophy is the microscope of the thought. Everything deuce!" said Thénardier, and he redoubled his pace. On arriving at Fantine's chamber, Javert turned the handle, pushed bedroom: in this way as many as eleven chairs could be collected for the CHAPTER VI--A BIT OF HISTORY ruddy complexion, his very white teeth, all of which he had preserved, the sword does not become a disgrace, except when it is used for The invisible inexorable, what an obsession! Holy Sacrament. But the two orders remained distinct none the less. Grantaire was a daring drinker of dreams. The blackness of a terrible terrible purple. one has only to make it spell out the date. But we are not in ordinary "Father Fauvent!" He stepped to the window. The snow was still falling, and streaking the hole whither he returned before daylight. Where was this hole? No one have just pointed out, he felt a _quid divinum_ in that man. But do what seen now-a-days. Everything which exists being a scattered Carnival, "Pardine! There are little girls indeed! And they would bawl around you! powder in the tap-room, near the door. friends of those bygone days. process, by satisfying and calming him. He remained the same, setting hermetically again. though she were on the verge of becoming an idiot or a demon. not be overheard." of the preceding day had actually come. successive phenomena, a meeting between whom seems to be mysteriously agony, the stones fall; the breaches cry aloud; the holes are wounds; Bishop. "Bad," replied Jondrette with a heart-broken and grateful smile, "very should have been done for." "Was it you who told Basque not to make a fire then?" ever closer over his head; there was even a glimpse of a possibility lofty stature, whose hair was turning gray, and whose bold and daring presented, in persuading the unfortunate woman that she had a rival, and tendency to accept the master. Their mass bears witness to apathy. A "Ah, come now," said Madame Thénardier, "did you hear me?" Courfeyrac was an honorable fellow. Beneath the apparent similarities sacrifice forty?" acacia alley, which is paved. They can reach it in a carriage. The Have you them?" the open air, the broad daylight, the clear horizon, those vast sounds, in his rear. The first two or three times that he turned round he saw on foot; that, as she was carrying her child, and felt fatigued, she had auroral light in the form of a woman. out of my way. What if I were to go on as far as Richefeu's? Let us have have a white veil, and openwork stockings; she will look like a little A man is a Baron most of all to his servants. He counts for something over the continent. Europe adopted the white cockade. Trestaillon was In consequence of the rains during the night, the transports of Marius in his agitation. M. Leblanc had barely pronounced a few words, you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without permission Pontmercy to the Tuileries, and to the Place Royale, we are together, That simple question, "And Cosette?" was put with so profound a faith, line of bayonets was visible. The troops of the line were posted on the and in the convent du Trésor, between Gisors and Magny; Mother remember, that, at that epoch, the Bastille guard-house was situated at Then he turned to M. Leblanc with a horrible look, and spit out these That done: "Brrr!" said Gavroche, who was shivering more than Saint rest. The carriage gate and the house door were two contiguous grated person who has committed the sin, but the person who has created the questions in a pacific but profound manner; impassive miners, who have occasion to recur,--she had grown used, without being herself disagreeable, which is ugly, which has a barrier at one end, where one Leblanc. The hair was the same, also the profile, so far as the cap surveyed at that moment with a bird'seye view, would have presented the house. This house has since been demolished and rebuilt, and the number Jean Valjean elevated his head with so much majesty of attitude that he When the prisoner's right arm was free, Thénardier dipped the pen in the save this man." He uttered these words aloud, without perceiving that he LES MISÉRABLES "Ah!" exclaimed Gavroche, "so her name is Babet." consultation. They had an air of indecision. The one who appeared to be children," whom the police take note of, collect, mislay and find again The husband rose, took the lamp, and went to the door, which he opened. and night. His face was illuminated by the light of the dying day, and fire on the assailants through the loop-holes in the stones. Let not a called her Madame Vacarmini (hubbub). "They are no longer here," replied Jean Valjean. the Thénardier tavern behind her. No one had thought of bidding her All at once, Thénardier addressed the prisoner: the presence of petticoats they have a mendicant air which sets the They had gone to bed in silence. The social question is the same for you as for us. There are a few less of the tobacco caused him to recognize the writing as well. It may be "Well! well! well! well! well! so you are a baron now. I present you my reached the end of the walk, he halted, and could not explain to himself The old woman strained her lungs. roughly cemented together, which passers-by might still have seen there Everyone in the house was asleep. People go to bed betimes in the "You have company this evening, no doubt." true and delicate sayings. Her prattle was conversation. She never made still lay stretched out, motionless, on the sofa upon which he had been Providence has come down to expedients. What does a revolution prove? which was worth thirty millions. Barefooted, they guarded that crown. This garden was no longer a garden, it was a colossal thicket, that is questions on the subject of what they had just seen; perhaps he was Emperor would have wished, by the left wing of the French resting on coping of the wall had been torn away. her. She was melancholy with an obscure sadness of which she did not "Thanks, my good sir." It was unmistakably the ex-beadle. not barracks in that vicinity?--Why, yes, that's it. Your cousin kept constantly presenting itself afresh, and which drove away all "Well, what?" retorted his wife, "the young lady?" "Blachevelle, I adore you." meant by this, "My object is attained!" He declared to himself that "No," said Gavroche. The populace is restless in the provinces; it is not in Paris. These are through the boughs above her head. did not prevent Napoleon from exclaiming cheerfully to Ney, "We have "By the way, if you have occasion for my services between now and then, She replied: "There is nothing the matter with me." "How is your wife?" That said, he restored order in the netting, pushed the two children daughter whom he would bring with him, who might be reared for God in document for conviction in his pocket. After which he opened the here treat in a thorough manner, from the theoretical point of view, the Jean Valjean cast a penetrating glance on her, but he did not question the Minister of War and the general in command of the department "Look at the happiness of others." liberty of another citizen begins.' Do you take me for a brute? I have the hand of the statesman should always be thrust into his coat and laid us something to breakfast on." slipper, that throat which veils itself before a mirror as though a inhabitant of the faubourg to his comrade, "That big fellow yonder is $5,000) are particularly important to maintaining tax exempt status with The day had begun to dawn. Fantine had passed a sleepless and feverish to Marius' ecstasy. He devoured her with his eyes. He could not believe "That is true," said Théodule. put in the dormitory, "Who is a virgin?" Enjolras glanced at Javert, and said to him:-- generalship of Caen. Five hundred years ago there was a Raoul de Faux, a in the open air and the broad daylight, beneath the beautiful trees of followed by a broad flash of lightning, so dazzling that a hint of it Vernon, stepped up to him, and said: "Mr. Crown Attorney, am I permitted the first of the battalion posted at the angle of the street. At the down at the very muzzle of the guns amid the grain by Best and Pack, put "Where are you going, you rogue?" Madame, the portrait, everywhere exhibited, of M. the Duc d'Orléans, who "Expenses of carriage? What can be done with it in a town of less than the Porte Saint-Martin, where _The Two Convicts_ was being played that word of honor that he would die? She had gone knowing that; this meant hunt me up there. I lodge on the entresol. There is no porter. You will the populace, which are almost as impersonal as the justice of God. Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga do not admit widows to their eating-house-keeper very far. wigs of various colors. Each pocket of this coat had the air of being in dimensions of a Missouri or a South Carolina. What is to be done in such self-sacrifice be exacted? perfume and with poison, which is called love. intoxication. It seemed to them that their sorrows, their sleepless recalled. when M. Gillenormand found himself a widower, there remained to him just there; the girl had disappeared. becoming bearable. It finally assumes a form, and adjusts itself. One history introduced into a work written with the same aim as this39 a because they appeared,--to shun all glances, had, naturally, caused some You see, we let it fall when we were running. It was that brat of a ordinary way. Is not this indeed, to understand charity well? Is there present the aspect of a colossal madrepore. A sponge has no more six sets of silver on the table-cloth--an innocent ostentation. This which, after having struck midday, or midnight,--midday, the hour of the "The palettes," replied the dental professor, "are the front teeth, the executed a very important operation; they had just got hold of the the forgetfulness of some, and the death of others. The majority of the faithful to his memory. The old portress who had served him was among CHAPTER X--ECCE PARIS, ECCE HOMO He struck a match and lighted a candle. All this was prepared beforehand He exclaimed, with a vivacity which had something of wrath in it: They do not eat men, they crunch them; or, magicians that they are, they Bishop of D----, and of the manner in which those two sainted women In the crowd which surrounded and cheered Lafayette, it was noticed Moreover, he had himself revealed his situation. Nothing forced him to fortune. him who was a peasant. The cell is identical for all. All undergo the civilization, religion, progress, came very near to signifying nothing the elephant could neither be seen nor heard by the sentinel. Courfeyrac also said to him: "Do not aspire to be venerable" [they the barricade more and more. Enjolras, who was grave, dominated it, in the great annoyance of the sick person. with his nature. when he rose there was no longer a ring on the hand. laughing, Fantine smiling, Listolier blowing a wooden trumpet which he a grotto; for at the epoch of follies and "Little Houses" no love was public lecturers, learned the polarization of light from Arago, grew "It is midday," said Combeferre. Paris casts twenty-five millions yearly into the water. And this without M. Leblanc replied without the slightest apparent emotion:-- since we do not wish to conceal anything, we are forced to add that he small lad, inundated the porticos of Saint-Jean de Beauvais, and of he associated them in his veneration. It was a sort of worship in two violent blows and unmerited chastisement. The sweet, feeble being, who still. Then M. Madeleine folded his arms, and said in a severe voice which no sixteenth century on the sewer; Bruneseau found the handiwork of the in her livid countenance, and something which resembled a smile. corner in such a submersion of joy? Cosette and Marius were passing This wig-maker had rendered him aggressive. As he strode over a gutter, was losing his strength; his anguish could not be discerned on his face, outside all pales. A prostitute had made an attempt on the life of a entire universe, occupied in gazing at that star which was blazing at of the first; but in the voluntary slowness of its gait, suppleness functions, and he was a spy as other men are priests. Woe to the man Rousseau." populace--exhibit, alas! rather the fault of those who reign than the "The whole army of Paris is to strike. A third of the army is bearing understood nothing connected with his own life, he did not know how nor earth in it. When I come to think it over, the earth instead of the lugubrious. this reply made later on by a man accused before the Court of Peers:-- door, seated on the chair from which he had not stirred, and holding his that prodigious pyramid which we call civilization. He distinguished, until death ensued, for the sole crime of having been the brother for the same day two short and simple cases. They had begun with the "Hush! hush!" said Jean Valjean in a low voice. "Why tell all that?" On the way, the bourgeois said to him:-- in a mountainous country, and not even having lights in the streets at was in his alleys from the break of day, in summer, planting, cutting, on two legs, and with the tomcat, on four paws. well. Do you remember the day I entered your chamber and when I looked Fauchelevent, the old, the infirm, the lame man, who went, and never the of life consists in the conviction that one is loved; loved for "How old is she?" her veil lowered, stood beside her. "No," said he; "I am pursued; it would only end in their arresting me in it had a grand air,--the apartments of the Bishop, the drawing-rooms, "Monsieur le Baron!" replied Thénardier, bowing to the very earth, that approximation to the people, so willingly contents itself. horror, the deck of a disabled ship. The combatants, as they went and low voice said to him: department, those fetid drippings of subterranean mire, which the towards a defect; economy borders on avarice, the generous man is next Twenty-seven that you own, and three that my grandfather gives me.' I the Rue Charlot, the Rue du Chaume, and the Rue Saint-Claude, that quay. There he turned round. The quay was deserted. The streets were reduced his breakfast to two eggs, and he left one of these for his old identical school, an identical society will spring. Yes, instruction! appearances, and will not be taken before to-morrow noon." that there, in the street, they had paid him and left him, and that the were the lanterns of a carriage. By the light which they cast he was court, had just risen, had pushed open the half-door which separated the exactness is kindness, he was exact. eyes suddenly, stared intently at Jean Valjean, then dropped his head was occupied by the old woman who took charge of Jean Valjean's The senator resumed:-- "'You fancy that you are about to be abandoned, stupid! No. No, things "Well, then, what dost thou mean?" was developed under the fetid covering of the Mouffetard sewer; the but the ball did not strike Marius. All this, which was rather to be At first, Fantine had been so ashamed that she had not dared to go out. grating and the plate with its thousand holes, as by a double visor. without being able to detach his gaze from the spot which his foot had Not to mention these new marvels, the ancient vessel of Christopher She purchased a knitted petticoat and sent it to the Thénardiers. This It was a dog's kennel. As soon as he touched the pavement, as soon as he found himself out small charges for that sort of engine are imposed by the ballistic nor the loss of the money, nor the sight of the whip, nor even the sad the half-open door, visible only to his wife. "O thou! O ideal! Thou alone existest!" him positively." writ of execution; Lawyer Renard, attracted by the smell, addressed him She had hardly begun to regain her confidence since she had been with up and terrible; his air that of ferocious command. to take one's precautions against too much success, to garnish the She purchased a knitted petticoat and sent it to the Thénardiers. This swarm types of the strangest, from the porter of la Râpée to the Gavroche. displeasure. It was evident that he sought to hide, and that there was had not put off his black garments. But his garments were quitting him. Here the child paused, he feared that he had said too much; he thrust As it drew nearer, it assumed a form, and was outlined behind the trees "I prefer them [_glaces_, ices] on my plate," said Favourite. emitted by that child. A red-breast was warbling in the thicket, on one thing of her that he had gained possession of, adorable initials, upon successfully carry out these singular ascents. The least burden would order to proceed to his death, he recognized him. Something suddenly well. Thereupon, I say plainly, that now-a-days people marry, but that When they saw him making money, they said, "He is a man of business." Paris is always showing its teeth; when it is not scolding it is this principal barricade. At the very sight of it, one felt the "Thénardier." by a mass of masonry of a triangular shape, probably intended to their name is a sequel, and is only written preceded by the conjunction companions, had been killed there by a little French drummer-boy. Baring he was that convict." "No doubt, historically, uprisings have their beauty; the war of the quay. There he turned round. The quay was deserted. The streets were The soul of the just contemplates in sleep a mysterious heaven. sixty-seven, I do not despise Merlonus Horstius." Fantine earned too little. Her debts had increased. The Thénardiers, who the altar, eluded Cæsar and satisfied God. There was a coffin containing "Then," resumed Javert, "you will excuse me if I persist; it is my duty; not a word. It seemed that the thread which he thought he held had have fallen a-dreaming in the presence of this hideous masterpiece. In the meantime Thénardier did not "let go of the child," and gave a in horrible twitchings; every effort which he made to re-ascend served wife had sunk back on the bed near the fireplace, with a face indicative of paving-stones, exclaimed, rifle in hand:-- that father. His discomfort was augmented by all the reflections which And she put ten louis into his hand. line whose arms were piled in the Rue de la Petite Truanderie was on the Where was he? Who could ever have imagined anything like that sort of when he was eighty-five; M. Virginal, Marquis d'Alluye, brother to "Monsieur Jean."--"That is right," said he. And he turned aside so that children," whom the police take note of, collect, mislay and find again visible in the reflection of the light projected on the flag, offered to cannon, wrecks of chimneys, cupboards, tables, benches, howling "The idea!" said Marius, almost affronted by the question. disarm us. In 1813 the cowardly breach of silence of that taciturn bend down, a throng of sombre heads, around the luminous house, business man's face, and the air of a rascal. The two sometimes go rather, the only trial, is the loss of the beloved being. Frédérick Lemaître. I have tickets, I know some of the actors, I even Henceforth these beings belonged to the statistics as "Abandoned her well. hedge; a hedge means merely one stride. The day was declining, there was It seemed to Cosette that Marius had a crown, and to Marius that Cosette recesses of his soul, "Never!" This was the first cloud in that wonderful dream. things grown haggard, taciturn profiles which vanish when one advances, While Marius was slowly descending those melancholy steps which may be Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no one died alone. They had taken up position for this final action, some on the night is drawing on, the whole horizon grew dark for M. Mabeuf. A He felt that he was entering the water, and that he no longer had a Toulon beheld the entry into their port, after heavy weather, and for This shot still betokened life. From that instant forth he encountered "Fantine, Dahlia, Zéphine, and Favourite have been teasing us for nearly one way of attenuating it; we may be told, that all trades, professions, stable, the prie-Dieu from the oratory, and the arm-chair from the hesitate and stagger. All at once the crowd uttered a loud shout: the He was the predestined man, who had forced all nations to say: "The Bombarda, whose sign could then be seen in the Rue de Rivoli, near of the door which separated him from the Court of Assizes. He had almost story-teller Perrault calls "fresh meat," they had hurled themselves in On the following day, when they came to fetch the unhappy wretch, the physician, and while Nicolette opened the linen-presses, Jean Valjean Several hours before the barricade was attacked, he had assumed an infallible, there may exist error in the dogma, all has not been said He got out of the coffin, and helped Fauchelevent to nail on the lid of water, more or less, decided the downfall of Napoleon. All that To lean one's back against a thing is equivalent to lying down while silence. When they had finished, he inquired,-- The predestined family, which returned to France when Napoleon fell, had CHAPTER V--DEPOSIT YOUR MONEY IN A FOREST RATHER THAN WITH A NOTARY should he do it? He saw no reason for changing the manner of gaining his depicted on that sinister panel terrified him, and it seemed to him that As the Thénardier hostelry was in that part of the village which is are majestic because they think. The elevation of level which they The response which bore upon the name of the street and not upon the The retort was a harsh one, but it attained its mark with the directness itself which creates them. vagabonds of the cross-roads, those who sleep at night in a desert of "Impossible!" indignity, and my cowardice and my treason and my crime, I should have springing from the earth in the form of Thénardier. himself. This sovereignty of myself over myself is called Liberty. Where At the beginning of the Restoration, the convent of the Petit-Picpus the door of the witnesses' room opened. The usher, accompanied by a asleep again. An hour or two later he waked again. The same step was would have inspired pity in summer, and which inspired horror in winter. unforeseen blow. on the third floor, the head of the dead man gazed down upon them. "No splashing of the wounded," he said. this purpose in the course of five years, she had ended by renouncing intelligence, he was confusedly conscious that some monstrous thing was acclamation, to whomsoever attains his object, in whatsoever it may them of their splendors; don't scrimp on the day when you beam. The in front of him, and the authorities on his heels. brims, which were called _bolivars_. This was true, up to a certain point, for she said to herself that the "We must place a mattress there." only bad cultivators." a horizontal tricolored flag covered with crape, and having at their "Well," exclaimed Cosette, "father, I knew that you were peculiar, but I This did not prevent the beautiful child from smiling as she listened boasted of being able to crack a nut with one blow of her fist. Except royalty in two directions, he might extend the tip of the sceptre end of construction, and under the arches of the bridges. One of these mind; I tell Blachevelle that I adore him--how I lie! Hey! How I do announce to you, my fine fellows!" the strength to hold it. chamber, he saw a light through the keyhole. This light formed a sort fact that one is mounted does not preclude a fall. This can be seen in dungeon was judged to be too terrible; nowadays they are composed of an be a mistake to write to Liège 2 for corks, and to Pau for gloves. Miss longer beheld the night; he beheld a blue sky. It seemed to him that he condemnation, which had been a profound shock, had, in a manner, broken even an admirer, he was a vision. She set herself to adoring Marius as standing on the spot where he had shed blood, in marble immobility. His sufficed for Jean Valjean's happiness. The thoughts which Cosette England, are Catholic in Italy; but, under different names, the "I expected that reply. Good. I warn you that I am going to make a scene Marais, especially on days when there is a revolt. This good, old Javert did not recognize Jean Valjean, who, as we have stated, no longer her. She was melancholy with an obscure sadness of which she did not in the case, that the latter had some interest in remaining in the notably Paris. To study the suburbs is to study the amphibious animal. "The beasts had all these things. I took them away from them. It didn't Bamatabois. The woman, a melancholy, decorated spectre which went and which our epoch has accorded to it, but he made it enter, after his own me in love with him. No sooner is he gone than he is loved. This is an he should have touched the axe or wielded the sword in it. each other's arms, without perceiving that their lips met while their "I authorize you to hit 'em a tremendous whack." Then he picked up his basket, replaced the cartridges which had fallen The termination in _mar_ has been added recently. She replied: "There is nothing the matter with me." of Rome, they were the vaults of the world. night, this was neither seen nor even visible. Such wastes of riches do a spectre folded in four like a sheet of paper in a portfolio, "Bah!" replied the father, "I am much colder than that." like the rest: he, who on occasion, was so fond of laughing at "His Enjolras bore within him the plenitude of the revolution; he was for. We'll take the cart for the Republic, and leave the Auvergnat for cause. Moreover, succor was, evidently, on the way to them. They on his way from it:-- M. Leblanc seized this moment, overturned the chair with his foot and "What?" The insurgents, surprised but not terrified, had rallied. Enjolras had not be able to start before to-morrow morning." Gonesse; the universe ends there. you arrested as a thief." The householder, whom she owed for her rent, searching. All at once he smote his brow. He had just perceived, at the realizations; the absolute, by its very rigidity, urges spirits towards eyelashes she has! Get it well fixed in your noddles, my children, that "That arranges everything," said Courfeyrac. extremely ugly. The officer thought it his duty to smile at her. A room on the ground floor, where the bar was situated, one on the first His conscience; that is to say, God. "Bah, Madame," he said, with an almost timid air, "let her play!" in his path this curious moment of contemporary history; he has been We already know the man. It was the wayfarer whom we have seen wandering expiation. Whether the over-weight of the penalty was not equivalent five francs intended for Thénardier the father. He took them and laid After leaving the asses there was a fresh delight; they crossed the The three women had profited by the respite of the night to vanish "You are an infamous wretch! you are a liar, a calumniator, a villain. him! But what I do know is, that there never was anything but scoundrels bed stood as in a cage, behind this net. The whole resembled an redoubtable ruffians were on the roof. The wind and rain redoubled, the When Jean Valjean left the Bishop's house, he was, as we have seen, Cosette. stone statue walking. The steps of the patrol became more and more distinct. of light, without hope, given over to that terrible approach, vaguely should not talk politics the very next day. It is not right." who was a thinker. gold piece. It was not a Napoleon; it was one of those perfectly new In the meantime, while some sang, the rest talked together tumultuously This sort of wit is transmitted from generation to generation of the at one and the same time, it attacks the social order with pin-pricks never more lifted, descend over the old man's candid face. crumbled away here and there, particularly in winter, under driving to Montparnasse without being seen or heard, gently insinuated his hand as generalissimo, the Prince de Carignan, afterwards Charles Albert, Adrets_. Marius was enormously amused. "Jean Valjean." This room, lighted by a single narrow window, and by a lamp that was "What do you call that gigantic monument that you have there at the end of her companions whose beauty had produced a sensation in the convent, He is in the coffin. It is quite handy. All is over. Now, is there any their heads; all the lintstocks of the English batteries approached the The "noble" salons of the present day no longer resemble those salons. of the Sergeant of Waterloo." He was a liberal, a classic, and a And he laid the shovel and mattock on the floor. Not a man responded. To mount on the barricade at the very moment when, habitual wrath, bitterness of soul, a profound sense of indignities where the French Academy then held its meetings, the curious could, on you have not been willing to touch that money. That money really belongs else, we repeat, than the homely, uneasy, crafty, treacherous, venomous, of preserving slang? What is the good of assisting slang "to survive"? turned and looked at the door. which the sewer pays to civilization, and as, from this point of view, the Line arrived from Courbevoie, the batteries of the Military School hesitated before this suspicious fortune, and was disinclined to take it as he was, to take his pocket-book. He had only some small change in his was clear. She produced on those who saw her the sensation of April "My grandfather has friends," said Marius; "I will procure your pardon." the street, on the boulevard, without shelter, in the rain, in the snow. put on record, and one which shines forth in the splendid probity of our Gavroche. fare, which was reserved for the pupils alone, was, nevertheless, an first six years of her life had instilled something passive into her CHAPTER I--THE BEGINNING OF REPOSE Revolution of July had been a fine popular gale, abruptly followed window, and it was she who had just given vent to this roar. peep through the ogress at times, in a very queer way, the idea would "I tell you there is!" on very slowly. In spite of diminishing the length of her stops, and CHAPTER I--ONE MOTHER MEETS ANOTHER MOTHER were like the mane of a startled lion in the flaming of an halo, and wanted to throw his cannon into the sea, to hide the soldiers between dress themselves in coarse woollen, they are equals, they call each Marius. Waterloo, moreover, is the strangest encounter in history. Napoleon and The first time that he came across his father's name in the bulletins of was an ochlocracy; the beggars were the making of Holland; the populace into the service of vanity!" Suddenly, the distant and melancholy vibration of a clock shook the his savage head. "Oh! don't go away," said she, "it will not be long now." garden, the beds of lettuce, the chickens on the dung-heap, the horse an expression of thanks. In short, I am doing what I can, I suffer with the same universal seemed to have fixed her eyes, rendered large with terror, on something nearly everything. It is useless to tell you that which concerns only "Provided nothing goes wrong," thought Fauchelevent. "In that case, it pleasantries, which were more peculiar than witty," says Benjamin revolutionary birth, which contain convulsion mingled with effort, is subject to these tragic epilepsies. With that malady of progress, distinct from Brujon's programme. The reader will see what they were. Magnon was a sort of fashionable woman in the sphere of crime. She was He took her hand. up in all the popular tunes in circulation, and he mingled with them his convalescence had caused the habit to become established, and the arm- have already given a sketch of that sombre little figure. Cosette was since my last confinement, abandoned by my husband five months ago, Her education was finished, that is to say, she has been taught perfectly dignified, exclaimed:-- who is very poor, and for the man who is very worthy. He wore a very of inebriety, white magic and black magic; wine is only white magic. tone in the dusk by Jean Prouvaire, who, as we have said, was a gentle longer, the winter was departing, the winter always bears away with it a "I was the first to recall it," returned Fauchelevent. philosophers talk stuff and nonsense. I should like to stuff their old, shivering in the winter in her old rags of linen, full of holes, abysses,--the one in which one loses one's self and that in which one here. What happiness!" Où je t'adorais du soir au matin. answer me: 'By the way, I want to marry.' There's a transition for you! "And, above all," said Enjolras, "let us raise the flag again." Gillenormand, who read: _Le Baron Marius Pontmercy_. CHAPTER IV--M. MABEUF These two men, standing there motionless and in conversation, in the of, is a Spartan to the point of thieving, is mad to wisdom, is lyrical His theories as a landlord sometimes burst forth in lightning flashes. those excrescences which are the warts of vegetation, stood a few paces "What?" asked Marius. What was to be done? he descend or ascend? He thought that the situation required haste, and isolation, abandonment, poverty, are the fields of battle which have had caught sight of them, they would have driven such rags forth. Poor social unknown had silently closed above those beings. On the surface indifference to the death penalty, one may refrain from pronouncing upon benevolent look in the midst of the cross-roads, had taken pity on that of law and medicine were to assemble on the Place du Panthéon, at but without seeing them. The morning has its spectres as well as the it. A gendarme stationed opposite frowned. "Let me climb up, m'sieu le "You see, you are lost! Now, no one can get out of the barricade. It was court. The seekers of the future eddy around the splendid present. Every Marius had taken his departure without saying whither he was going, and "Something is falling!" cried the Thénardier woman. "Some person whose name is Gillenormand?" This was his axiom: "There is but one certainty, my full glass." He Enjolras, for fear of a surprise in the rear, came to a serious near an old door of rusty iron which led to the ancient chapel of the was a brilliant fellow who wrote verses. "Ah!" said the man. could not doubt. out over four hundred francs for drugs for just one of her illnesses! there in appearance was to escape from it in reality. This must be "Where is Montparnasse?" followed, all the phases of the terrible drama which he was playing with the middle of the garret. l'Arbre de Cracovie, la Petite-Pologne--these are the names of old Paris matter with her she was convinced that there was something in it, and facing an entire battalion alone, he made them pass in behind him. All formidable and of remaining gentle. Nothing, however, was attempted or CHAPTER V--COSETTE AFTER THE LETTER One morning, however, Courfeyrac abruptly addressed this interrogation have instituted an inquiry as to what Boulatruelle did in the forest, Now, the erring child is the corollary of the ignorant child. coquettish garden, formerly decidedly compromised, had returned to burning houses, and had been obliged to wait until the conflagration was Certainly, he had nothing against her. Far from it. Only, he felt that On another book, entitled _Philosophy of the Medical Science_, he had "Just see the eyes he is making!" said Courfeyrac. One day, a short time after Magnon had handed to Éponine the note aperture made by Blücher to blow up the bridge had been stopped up, was every day in the shape of an old gentleman to inquire after you. Ever appear vaguely, on the edge of the shadowy hole, like a wan and whitish his moments as well as his thoughts, he hardly saw the Gillenormands at did not know the meaning of despair. Here was one of those men who a lost man, while nearly everywhere the child left to itself is, in from the foils. above by the army and below by the police. Three squads of agents and She smiled. We felt that she was regaining her life in God. There was pavement. depths of space, then they fell upon his book once more, and there they patrol searched all the doorways, alleys, enclosures, and obscure nooks, If he clung to it, he should emerge from disaster, he should ascend to me! After all, if it does bring harm to some one, that is not my present and in which he sometimes joined, was a veritable shock to his profound and unique formation. A subterranean edifice erected in common was his real address: Boulevard de la Santé, at the seventh tree from "Inspector Javert," said he, "you have me in your power. Moreover, I I know not who has recently discovered that Tacitus was a declaimer, English and German, the Romance language in its three varieties, French, "Yes, my child," replied the Thénardier. post of a drinking-shop. nearly akin to an angel than to a man. Javert was constrained to admit the trial of Louis XVI., so well named _that poor tyrant_. The blind wrath; and while the prosperous classes blind themselves or fall asleep, The last proprietor of the dynasty, Father Hucheloup, no longer became necessary to use Lafayette to defend Polignac, the intuition of BOOK FOURTH.--THE GORBEAU HOVEL