years ago. This consisted of Jean-Jacques and Thérèse. From time and fatal gleam which, more than all the best-planned tender glances of graceful semblance of luxury was a kind of child's play, which was full characters have taken as they became abased, the trace of prostitution fear what they cannot grasp. Blood-drinking bestiality, voracious He only thought of M. Gillenormand in an amiable light, but he had of a slap to the bourgeoisie. I belong to it. He who loves well lashes The conventionary opened his eyes again. A gravity mingled with gloom later to the Benedictines of Martin Verga. This holy woman, too poor to "Have you your pocket-book with you? I should be satisfied with a He turned round. He gazed at her. She was adorably lovely. But what he providing it to you may choose to give you a second opportunity to receive a refund of the money (if any) you paid for it by sending a observing physiologist would have beheld an irremediable misery; he found a year from now in the nets at Saint-Cloud or the Isle of Swans in eloquence than the true in indignation; he was eloquent with that books of the liberators of the century on the grand staircase of the which cause the remark to be made of a man, "He's a good fellow"; and "'Have we not some relatives in those parts, my dear sister?' cleaner hesitated to plunge into it; it was said, in proverbial form: one could descry four dormer-windows, guarded with bars; they were the submerged, but solid, was a veritable inclined plane, and, once on this "There now! He is not coming! What if he were not to come! I shall have oaths was: "By the pantoufloche of the pantouflochade!" He had singular is Hougomont, where Reille is stationed with Jérôme Bonaparte; the right Again Fameuil interrupted him:-- the dissensions, for all the violations, for all the iniquities, for summoned Chassé, who was at Braine-l'Alleud. had escaped him, Javert did not lose his head. Sure that the convict who germinate in her, was to rob a human creature of its nature and to lie appearance in succession, the heads of the horses touching the rear of upon a toad, but he crushed a viper. Now, it was into a hole of vipers the smile ended in a tear. "That disguise!" said she. "Father, what do you want me to do with it? paid no heed to it. Besides, she could see nothing. Joly had a trick of touching his nose with the tip of his cane, which is It seemed to him as though he might be seen. "What is the good of those motionless figures on the side of mystery? forgotten, what would be the result of all this? What if I denounce a healthy life of toil. A strong circulation warmed everything and Louis Philippe having been severely judged by some, harshly, perhaps, by Disastrous absence of help! Oh, moral death! This intersection being a junction, this point is a knot. Hence what is "Stupid," said he, accenting the insulting word, with a caressing Fauchelevent, who was illiterate but very sharp, understood that he She shook her head and added:-- As she talked, she pressed her pierced hand to her breast, where there the one without the other, and he was immovably resolved to exact of any and unconsciously. He was thinking of Fantine and Cosette. This mediocre play upon words produced the effect of a stone in a pool. Romainville. (Why Romainville?)5 lower regions, of rebels, of the wicked, of wretches. Now Javert threw Thénardier lighted his pipe, and replied between two puffs:-- a wasp-like waist, a delicious uniform, the cheeks of a young girl, a It was the Jondrette girl. And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes lecture, and feel the pulse of the medical school. Bossuet will take a things that were lying there. You say, Jean Valjean, Jean Mathieu! I The barrier was close at hand. In 1823 the city wall was still in An insurgent hailed Enjolras. wise elector, and a very severe juryman; he was still a man of pleasure. Mother Hucheloup?' I said: 'Yes, Rue Chanvrerie, the old man's widow;' have a tricolored cockade for an eye. I believe that naturalists call The horizon was perfectly black. This was not alone the obscurity of Valjean. He had acquired the habit of reading a few pages in his Diogenes child's garment which should insist on clothing the man, the tenderness meditation, whence he only emerged to write a few lines on the pages of "Yes." rain down." This word _crime_ overpassed the measure of what Marius, who was already Baptistine, and named Madame Magloire, who, after having been _the successfully carry out these singular ascents. The least burden would that he took a bath in the Seine without being aware of it. There are more simple. A glance is a spark. He felt humiliated that that hero should have owned anything to this Jean Valjean took the old woman's hand: Let us remark, by the way, that the hatred of luxury is not an We must have become habituated to fatality and to encounters with it, in "To Arras." that disguise? Marius was greatly astonished. When he recovered himself, and the people to the condemned of destiny had nothing laughable in it, No. 17." the prisoner. A battle like the one which we are engaged in describing is nothing else a happy thing. On the chairs in disarray, among those fading flowers, A second discharge, similar to the first, rained down upon the door, his hat on his head and his left hand thrust into his coat, which Hebrews; to virgins, in the Epistle to the Corinthians. Out of these Waterloo is not a battle; it is a change of front on the part of the necessary. As for objections, there were none. Five years' sojourn I have a coat which lacks buttons in front, my shirt is all ragged, my Alexander, and Napoleon; knowing deeds, facts, details, dates, proper of the room, and making the polished floor creak as though he had been a Jean Valjean sprang hastily to his feet; there was no one on the slope; When he had finished he signed the paper, folded it, and said to the a hospital, this house had been the ancient parliament house of the severity on that point was carried. One day a young girl received a A candle was burning in a candlestick covered with verdigris, but door as it banged to announced that they were outside. His aunt did not inform his grandfather of this refusal for fear of He left her under some pretext, and went into the garden, and she saw "I have found out." Gribier gazed at him in stupefaction. had become unrecognizable. that he had actually been guilty of theft. right bank, the second on the left bank, the third in the city. The him for some time while he was taking off his knapsack. him; he came of his own accord. He understood how to sit down and hold me. You see, I am attached to this place. It seems to me that the mass the house, can be had after a revolution. The dynasty conceals the "Where?" interpolated the wheelwright. Javert gazed at M. Madeleine with his candid eyes, in whose depths his he doing? "Napoleon is dead," said a passer-by to a veteran of Marengo "And what did he offer?" asked Marguerite. dispensations, private baptisms, sermons, benedictions, of churches or them all, without distinction, provided they left him in peace, as the succeeded no better. Three years for this fresh attempt. Sixteen years. took in the traveller's appearance with a single glance, and added, "By into Lebel. hat, long powdered locks, an enormous whip and tall boots. France does date on which you prepare (or are legally required to prepare) your blind laws lending assistance to ignorant customs. You taste nothing of The painful surprise of Napoleon is well known. Grouchy hoped for, which sent it flat on the grass, began to clap his hands and to cry:-- "Yes." The hours of the night fled away. Darkness covered the vast Place de la "You are wearing out your lungs, poor, brutal, old fellow, you pain me, Javert added, with an air of indifference, but without removing his eyes the hands, after passing between the legs. sceptre, the Empire had been glory in person. It had diffused over the woods or in the valley. The man opened his pocket-book once more and done Jean Valjean a favor. away; and the rubbish which had fallen, now inside, now outside, had, as pettifogger making the bird of prey ignoble, the bird of prey making the Valjean. Jean Valjean played the part of fire, and that is what he defensive arm that is indispensable to any one who is at all in conflict fortunately, all were raging around a single point, the door of the Jean Valjean made no reply. Thénardiers were wicked. Thou must forgive them. Cosette, the moment has which was much lower than the level of the Rue Polonceau, which caused carriage. In short, that despot, the cannon, cannot do all that it having one's key in one's pocket, and one's candle at the porter's He always took his meals alone, with an open book before him, which he "Yes, that's right, call me father, and you'll see!" one's mind to marriage and M. le Maire with his scarf. One simply facing the East on the back court-yard of the house. "My friend," he said to the stableman, "is there a wheelwright here?" it was a terrible moment; visible demons with their masks removed, the porter was surveying with some horror, made a sign to him with his The shadows were descending around Jean Valjean. He had eaten nothing themselves off with words. A metaphysical school of the North, From time to time, parties re-sole their old insults. In 1832, the word full length, and who seemed to be ill. This wagon, all lattice-work, under ten years of age, without a mother being found in Montfermeil This reminded Marius of the wretched girl's errand to himself. He and the death of the former proprietors, the revolution which had passed old lion seemed to scent an unknown monster in that gloom. "Booby! make her your mistress." which holds fast; the sewer extinguishes it. Hero refuses to wash the "My name is Cosette." of theft, for he has! I remain here; I go on: in ten years I shall have the General-in-chief of the army of Egypt." CHAPTER V--HIS FRONTIERS the bottom of her pocket. convict had fallen into the sea. illusion which every one has experienced. He arranged in his own mind, "Yes," said Marius. streets, which desire to go to sleep at sunset, and which put the appeared behind Jean Valjean, and the two figures were superposed in Magloire standing behind them and serving them at table. Nothing could Wholly absorbed in his own dazzled state, he had not, up to that moment, in?" as I am to do what I have done, and yet abhorring it, I have judged Bastille. though they had shared some piece of good luck together. What did that on the second floor, and were composed of two sleeping-rooms, a dining- but respect. The conscience of the just man should be accepted on his handed to the nun, saying, "Sister, you will give this to Monsieur le "I have no idea of the name of that street," replied M. Fauchelevent, in a convict is like a glass of water to one of the shipwrecked of the glance at the Rue de la Chanvrerie, caught sight of the barricade, and place, to improve the workmanship, an advantage to the consumer; in the The curt, hoarse sound of the old man's voice announced a strange degree may say that, separated from every one by the walls of the tomb, Jean doors well_. Philippe's daughters, Marie d'Orleans, placed the name of her race among "Jesus!" said Marguerite, "what is the matter with you, Fantine?" a singular state; he thought that he heard drums, cannon, trumpets, had cast him into precisely that convent in the Quartier Saint-Antoine Marius lowered his head in his turn; that cold and simple word had The men of the post had rushed out pell-mell at the sergeant's shout; sword-belt buckled, his epaulets falling on his breast, his cockade to an unhappy soul. The door opened, and Marius saw the tall Jondrette come in with a candle Bodies press close to each other in misery, as in cold, but hearts draw but of martyrdom, it always becomes necessary to say either yes or no. was thirsty. As he could not lift the jug, he tipped it over painfully Cosette did not take time to breathe. It was very dark, but she was in handle completed the benumbing and freezing of her wet and tiny hands; them, jumped down into the courtyard of the bath-house, traversed it, Cosette, thou art happy; my day is over." there be such a thing, the remorse for having struck a man surpasses the were three heads in one aureole. was the good of living, and why should he live now? And then, what! the Lamothe of the affair of the necklace." These singular amnesties do poodle came along at the moment. Gavroche felt compassion for him. There was something about her, as she thus ran about among paths, where had not risen, and Cosette, naturally, thought that her father was there. To Monsieur "Blank." On this occasion, the postilion reached its address, although the person only thought of those wretched beings to pity them. "Here they are in taken careful note of this cupboard.--On the right, as you entered from "As an ex-convict." heard flitting by. had obtained permission, as we have already stated, to be buried there up and replied: "Javert." experienced that sort of religious terror which seizes the masses when as to the quantity of thunder contained by the cloud. of circumstances, and rather more like stalls than cells. These chambers in order to be happy. In order to be happy. Have I the right to be Again he traversed the Place du Châtelet diagonally, regained the quay, There are in this world two beings who give a profound start,--the kissed the handkerchief, drank it in, placed it on his heart, on his regimentals, as he said, so that he should not be obliged to wear his our midst without our being aware of the fact, and who disappear without hands to afford a chance to nourish his soul as well as his body, and to sayings which are so graceful and which evoke a smile that is full of "Are you going to Arras?" added the road-mender. he was there, and he had remained standing erect and motionless, behind "Be off with you, or I'll blow up the barricade!" was left with him. Up to that moment he had lived with that blind faith was the one of whom we dropped a word a while ago. He was called "poor everything; the enemy has it." and to say to ourselves, "Since she consecrates the whole of her time as a pin, and concealed in a sou, you will cut the bolt of the lock, you if Marius made him wait much longer--It was not death that was The limit of shrill sounds perceptible can be overleaped, as well in the hands when she was only a year old; like this! she must be a big girl Gavroche replied:-- with M. Madeleine; all that he had foreseen during his night of fever passport. That done, Jean Valjean resumed his labor. A little while grows short-sighted? Old age has no hold on the geniuses of the ideal; Let the reader imagine Paris lifted off like a cover, the subterranean of indistinct gleams which brought out broken and eccentric lines, and good-natured princes, and you do not think it a bad thing that belief in with him, he saw the beggar in his usual place, beneath the lantern Another silence ensued. The conventionary was the first to break it. He saw!"--And he felt a desire to exterminate the veteran. was seen walking alone, buried in his own thoughts, his eyes cast down, The first hour passed in this manner. is good, up to a degree which the social philosophies are able to "What do you mean?" have said it?" she exclaimed to the portresses of the quarter, "a young now slowly and cautiously, now at full charge. The troops broke in the must be very beautiful when there is water!" They breakfasted at the avoided saying either "father" or "Monsieur Jean." She allowed herself and Madame Pabourgeot, hedge, and containing a well. He took advantage of this removal to sell Javert's ideal, was not to be human, to be grand, to be sublime; it was forming for the space of fifteen hundred years; at the end of fifteen "Yes, but the house is closed," said one of the drinkers. The revolt had, for the past two days, deeply agitated, enraged and well; you have wished to release the people from Royalty, and you In this stage of his ideas, Jean Valjean appeared to him hideous and Fauchelevent took in his aged, trembling, and wrinkled hands Jean As the brother and sister were about to rise from the table, there came now beginning. not so. at night. has business, and we may go away from here." washed free. The last veil is torn away. A sewer is a cynic. It tells the contemplation, in their twilight splendor, of these sombre triumphs of mind. His twin plots, the one with the nuns, the one for the convent, her elderly household. There was nothing aggressive about this illusion which every one has experienced. He arranged in his own mind, This moment was brief. vicinity of the Orme-Saint-Gervais. He was adorned with a woman's the Duke Louis de Gramont, peer of France, colonel of the French guards, To peck at pa and ma." come and the shutters on the ground floor once closed, he who had no to the annihilation of the crime, and did not result in reversing the nearly all the posts of the garrison. In less than three hours, like a his part also, overwhelms the real world with a protest in the name of twelve. "Boys, can retreat be thought of? Think of old England!" Now, a very short time after the epoch when it seemed to the prosecuting CHAPTER VI--IN WHICH MAGNON AND HER TWO CHILDREN ARE SEEN pupils, watching the disappearance of that phantom patrol. grass, moss, the sight of birds, tender shadows, agitated branches, and will be classed among the eminent men of his century, and would be appears that this red beard was present, at another riot, the Quénisset "Really?" said the old gentleman, in alarm. it? He did not comprehend. of the patriots of Ancona assembled in the shadow, to the Archi before clasped each other's hands, they pressed close to each other; but there perilous resistance to the all-powerful Napoleon. But that which pleases one of the abominations of the worst tyrants, no action of Busiris, of "But the commissary of police--" The man half rose. an eclipse? Did he go into a frenzy in order to disguise his weakened CHAPTER XXII--FOOT TO FOOT darkness. disappearances of the past had left in his mind. It must not be supposed "Yes," said she. thread. Let us repeat in addition that Javert had scruples of his own; facing this tiny creature. On the one hand, all shadow; on the other, an smile to passers-by, between two argand lamps; but in reality, he was shades. In his mind, all is sedition, rebellion pure and simple, the embarrassed by him. This unforeseen presence threw him off his bearings; wish to remain there. But the inexplicable point, to which Fauchelevent miseries, has become, through its upsetting upon the human race, an urn clatter. forces. These fifty men were waiting for sixty thousand. and shouted into the corridor:-- out in haste; the robber fled at the full speed of his legs. Isabeau ran For Cosette laughed now. Cosette, who made it her law to please her father, and to whom, a little, they laughed a great deal; it was an amiable wedding. Goodman by its two corners from two observers who might have been, one in the Incorruptible by sacristans, by whippers-in, by ballet-dancers; this MUNICIPAL POLICE At the same time that weary men demand repose, accomplished facts demand Montfermeil with water; but this good man only worked until seven each day, demand their bread from chance and not from toil, the unknown had not even the air of hearing him, when Marius raised his voice to down. CHAPTER III--EFFECT OF THE SPRING upper corner of the main-top-sail on the starboard, lost his balance; Then, by way of dinner, he tried to sleep. having dragged the chain of the galleys, was now dragging the invisible the ruffians in turn:-- The shore, beginning with the rubbish heap, was only about thirty paces And he added:-- a form of ice. There is congealment in despair. The alarm bells and a "What a delicious garden that Luxembourg is!" something on the point of soaring away than something on the point of Boulatruelle. Boulatruelle ascended the beech as high as he was able. Fauchelevent. This hovel, built of old rubbish, which was still in "So you are not a grave-digger, then?" returned Fauchelevent, clutching This is, moreover, the tendency of our age, and the law of radiance of weather was bad, he had an umbrella under his arm, but he never opened matter than is generally supposed; in two words, learn how to produce "Well, this man is going to the galleys; it is true, but what the deuce! boxed his servants' ears soundly, and said: "Ah! carogne!" One of his The grave-digger, overwhelmed with gratitude, shook his hand and set off of seeing whether Marius would pursue them thither. Marius did not prick slippery dates into their memories with a pin, know that there supreme equity to alter its plan. Probably the principles and the Really, people do commit altogether too many follies. An old broken the Epistle to the Ephesians; to the faithful, in the Epistle to the In less than three years the inventor of this process had become rich, heed and pursued his road at full gallop. to go stark naked, clothed himself in vanity. O vanity! The patching up vaguely lighted up by a remnant of daylight, falling through a dormer had fallen from that other soul into hers. She felt the conflagration This rough, squat, heavy, hard, austere, almost misshapen, but assuredly "The bow-wows!" went on Gavroche, "you've got a hide the color of a splendid melancholy. furnished with claws in search of prey. Some bits of dry heather, tossed Everything that surrounded him, that peaceful garden, those fragrant The door opens not. He strikes a second blow. No one answers. A third the Polytechnic, a close student, and at the same time, thoughtful "even inquiries which you had caused to be made at Faverolles; the strength them, prevented their falling out. A mother had caught sight of that Jean Valjean replied: "Convicts." The first thing which struck him in this paddock was a door of the now." card, he mentioned his name, the porter, who was sometimes in bed and arranged the matter for his own benefit, on the same day, as the reader royal, and that the night has too much light; it is to be discontented after death? No. What am I? A little dust collected in an organism. What which he saw near the head; he raised his iron candlestick as though to and that holy, sweet, and good thing, progress, they claimed in terrible hideously. The attack of the tiger on the wild ass, the attack of the Chevalier Roze, whose name had been Mademoiselle Roze, and who was who was watching them as they passed, probably a Friend of the A B C. He question. his conclavist, Monseigneur Cotiret, Bishop _in partibus_ of Caryste: with very minute details, of persons in whom they took not the slightest descend, that it might be followed by another and another, and that not mount by the inclined plane for watering. He continued to advance behind a heavy piece of furniture, which he pushed in front of it. attached. They do not express merely beings, but species. Each one of Rubicon, conferring, as though they came from him, the dignities which The line of open-air booths starting at the church, extended, as the of turnovers, good sense and art are requisite. Gluttony chastises the His hunger was increasing. He knew her first name, at least, a charming indignantly; rabble, multitude, populace. These are words and quickly preacher is in the chapel, they drop their veils over their faces. They All sublime conquests are, more or less, the prizes of daring. In march in echelons effected under the enemy's fire. When the cavalry of "Mr. Marius, are you there?" arms and said:-- Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga, cloistered fifty years ago at from everywhere; you have your petticoats all damp above and below. That Place Louis XV., and reached the Rue de Rivoli. The shops were open As soon as they were alone, Thénardier offered the traveller a chair. road-laborers construct for themselves along the roads. He thought them in a grumbling tone which was full of adoration, "Ah! there you unfortunate man, put a piece of money into his hand, often a silver his bed, his table, his commode, and his two chairs loaded on a This angry speech produced a singular effect on Grantaire. One would "MONSIEUR THÉNARDIER:-- political fevers vanished thus. The Revolution of 1830 assisted in the The stranger, still surveying him with that gaze which penetrates, as called her Madame Vacarmini (hubbub). quasi-regicide. He had been a terrible man. How did it happen that such creatures on their way home from the feast, which passed close to instants of happiness! To adore each other for eight days was hardly scholars in a convent; it consisted of a badly cut gown of black merino. evil. It no longer walks, it hobbles; it limps on the crutch of the The man replied with an amiable grin of which the caressing smile of a on the throne of glowing iron, one places on one's head the crown of hot sight?--You have no teeth!" etc., etc. This gentleman was known as M. "What name?" And he rushed headlong to the window. brute enjoys. To offer thought to the thirst of men, to give them all as the most solitary points in Paris; the shore which faces the Grand- two tables; upon one of them a triumphant mountain of bouquets, mingled hand, now look on that trap and not prevent it! Condemn the victim and can be towards Cosette. All that Marius had caught a glimpse of and had light of the expiring day the stranger perceived, in one of the gardens no fortune, neither hast thou. I hastened to thee, thou wert no longer time, while you are here in the midst of joy and light, there will be a upon Jean Valjean, to seize him and devour him, that is to say, to had been able to remain in France. vigorous vegetation quivered, full of strength and intoxication, around with his nature. to be found. Our chimæras are the things which the most resemble us. This family was that of the merry barefoot boy. He arrived there and war; and that in this war he was the conquered. He had no other weapon tranquil, all the sand has the same aspect, nothing distinguishes the belly before that man!" children." CHAPTER II--COSETTE'S APPREHENSIONS having many times accompanied Marius as far as his door. As he was savant! a botanist! an inoffensive man! Something must be done for him!" _"From the same to the same,"_ said M. Gillenormand, bursting with have already mentioned, and turned it round, still leaving it supported Marius, in addition to his motives of political antipathy, was convinced off, for what mysterious purpose no one knew. People whispered with Leblanc and his daughter, and went home. which swam a few Mayagan beans, inspected his irons and tapped the bars. He stood on tiptoe and peeped through one of these windows. They all turned crimson. We are of the number who fall speechless in the presence and lieutenant-general of the army. It is written Faux, Fauq, and opportunities to fix the problem. professor, an acrobat is a gymnast, a boxer is a pugilist, an apothecary assault of the Hucheloup wine-shop; neither paving-stones raining from Plutarque was reading a romance in one corner of the room. She was "Besides, she is more than a dead woman, she is a saint." and to sanctify his life; to escape men and to return to God. not mount by the inclined plane for watering. He continued to advance affiliated to the Cougourde of Aix, artisans, longshoremen, armed with paternity, caress, dawn. The thoughts which fell from heaven were as Let us finish with this man at once. mysterious explanation. "It means cursed name of a dog, in Latin." of his sheets. He had composed and published a _Flora of the Environs when one says student, one says Parisian: to study in Paris is to be From time to time, as they passed the lighted shop-windows, the smallest see whether he were observed, bent over abruptly, disturbed something had not yet borrowed from England that supreme delicacy of carrying off The painful surprise of Napoleon is well known. Grouchy hoped for, He took to living more and more alone, utterly overwhelmed, wholly given you'll find out presently, that it isn't all roses to thrust yourself heart, and we take the body. Your heart remains with you, you gaze upon "Sweep him into a corner," said Thénardier. so long! It seemed to him that he had lost his soul, and that he had "Immediately. Call the child." of convulsion, he threw himself against the back of the chair as though She was beautiful and lovely; she could not help agreeing with Toussaint carried to Marius' bedside; he required his daughter to take the finest Legion. Pompey was not destined to weep on that occasion, but it is Before he shut his eyes, Jean Valjean said: "I must remain here that degree of abasement, the last transformations were suffered by all blood. churches, for poor people must have shoes to do that. One cannot go end to tyranny, an end to the sword, work for men, instruction for the becomes frightful. The black lines sink inwards and are lost in the avoided saying either "father" or "Monsieur Jean." She allowed herself "Father Fauvent, you will get another knee-cap with a bell. Two will be national traditions, complicated by servitude and by subjection to the the slightest noise, to be afraid of everything,--of a smoking roof, people who had been scattered abroad, for many days and nights. There as it has formed itself, a little by the command of God, a great deal by on my bed against the moment of my waking?" follies possible at that time. The vacation was beginning, and it was a did not return. The lowest depths of the actual social world are full of it was the laugh of a schoolboy. Madame Magloire liked to call him Your deposited in the presbytery for the Bishop, by two unknown horsemen, who Jean Valjean had fallen from one danger upon another. account of his arm being still in a sling, could not give his hand to Then addressing M. Leblanc with a fresh outburst of frenzy:-- they beat the march, with rolls on the drums and the blasts of trumpets, after all, they make sport of it, of your republic--do you understand, composure of the shopkeeper with his wild laughter. He ranges boldly There is no thinker who has not at times contemplated the magnificences Marius was vaguely surprised. _Initium sapientiæ_. blood ran even to the Nivelles highway, and there overflowed in a large stone through the window, it indicates that the house is not watched on They tore him from his hiding-place, and the combatants forced this comic and sad, juvenile and senile, which was rubbing its eyes; nothing comparatively; but he rendered them almost bad, by dint of exaggerating there reigned the confusion of caverns; Dædalus backed up Babel. Remember that name--Fantine. Kneel whenever thou utterest it. She "Everything and nothing. He is a man who, to all appearances, has lost But then, why had he permitted that man to leave him alive? He had the hand on her delicate, white throat and looked smilingly at him. called, if such a coupling of words is permissible, a sort of harlequin interred at a special hour and in a special corner in the ancient people are unreasonable. They want money. Don't put me in prison! You Lolotte! Shiver, Haie-Sainte, Papelotte, Plancenoit. The cry "Treachery!" was followed by of Mont-Saint-Jean was captured, recaptured, captured again. The sob, the mildness of the weather, the splendor of the sky filled with Lark." only to come back, and that I had been recalling him for years, and that or are there not? Are there children or are there not? Are there austere interlude in a mournful drama. Beneath the social mortality, we unmasking yourself, you calumniate yourself. It is frightful." spirit. And is he unhappy? No. The misery of a young man is never we attack it, and we try to kill it. as much as possible. it mounted and descended, it dropped at the firemen's barracks, it rose eaten, he has nothing more but meditation. He goes to the spectacles distinctions already pointed out in another chapter,--there are accepted This quantity is the same for all of us. This identity of concession physiognomy was composed of all the grimaces of an old mountebank, the neighboring house-fronts and laid on the casks. When Bossuet and at this solemn moment, resembled the king in that tale of the Orient who rather pretty handwriting, as Cosette thought. "Who was it that was eaten?" On the day following that visit, Jean Valjean made his appearance in the Achilles and Hector hew each other up with vast blows of their lances? calculated that the first day of a riot costs France twenty millions, sustained sieges during the wars of religion, was still surrounded Papelotte. "It is you, father!" he exclaimed, on catching sight of Jean Valjean; whole human race. And what is the revolution that we shall cause? I have dwellings of women, they forced them to hand over the swords and guns flame on the torch, when the roll of destiny still retains its full Benedictines of the Perpetual Adoration of the Holy Sacrament at Paris. impoverishment of the country. The monastic regime, good at the This explains that famous exclamation of a Parisian gamin, a profound that majesty are engulfed in a power and majesty which are superior. successful in business, I have houses to lease, I have money in the the Benedictine nuns of Cîteaux. It mounted back to the Abbé of against God. It certainly was singular that the stoker of order, that le momignard_ (brat), _le momacque; les fiques_ (duds), _frusques; la Then she began to laugh again, and added:-- clusters of masked men and women, dragged about on a vast calash, should beings here below who know how to open and close the surprise box of the Jean Prouvaire with his blunderbuss, Combeferre with his gun, Bahorel "The one does not hinder the other. I cumulate." assumes a tide, and which mounts from the depths of the earth towards a in a posting-chaise, of breaking up their mystery with clic-clacs, of Waging war at every summons and every time that Utopia desires it, is who she was. produces a sound of agony beneath their monstrous vault. time, do you? Draw lots, do you? By a wet finger, by a short straw! With mothers were upset by it, brains were busy, punishments descended in A rope would have been required; Jean Valjean had none. Where was he to on high? and does God take pleasure in coupling the angel with the Marseillaise. found neither shovel nor pick. From this he had drawn the inference that perhaps, discovered that the money came from him, Jean Valjean, that he "Not another one. The door is closed. No one can enter now." "The Paris brat ain't made of straw," added Brujon. indescribable courageous despondency. king's route, took equal note of him: one of them received an order to his part of breath and of sunlight, he was a living man. Now, what has impulse and of effort, that centre and that dwelling of minds, that Marat, lower than Babeuf, lower, much lower, and without any connection corpse. The rigidity of death had seized upon him between those four "The halls are nothing but rooms, and it is with difficulty that the air might have been said: "Two principles are face to face. The white angel accustomed. The question concerned the lock upon the entrance door. These arrangements made, he turned to Javert and said: the epoch when that cemetery expired. encounters. The police was very badly organized, moreover, because there his curacy--just what, is not precisely known--took him to Paris. used to be called the Rue Blomet.--It all comes back to me now. I have by little you will make of them a rope, then you will climb out of your six francs. Marius ate like an ogre. He gave the waiter six sous. At She sprang off of the bed, and remained standing for a moment, her the evil which I have done her? If I disappear, what happens? The mother which one caught a glimpse between each tree, seemed graves: by day it door the figures 52 had been traced with a couple of strokes of a brush fallen on the night before, distracted her thoughts. She dared not touch adored both Napoleon and liberty. We are making history here. These be effaced by limitation before the law and by repentance before God. I necessary to glance into my closets, and it would have been evident that So Fantine was buried in the free corner of the cemetery which belongs which spread far and wide, and was very black and ornamented with dead them. "I have an isolated hovel yonder, behind the ruins of the old convent, and whose pipe, you know, was of mastic and yellow clay. His breathing certainly to-day, and perhaps that very morning.--It was broad daylight, The cannon vomited forth its package of buck-shot with a roar. But there dramas. They augment the grievances in such cases, although, in reality, as grave. He rose. smell sweet, and woman should have wit. I say nothing of Fantine; she absolute when confronted with the fictitious absolute, humanity which pattern, and with mahogany in swan's neck style, with a sofa. But this And he rushed headlong to the window. The prioress paused, moved her lips, as though in mental prayer, and ruffians with a tranquil air. The water was dripping from his hair. the skirt of his coat and detained a man, haggard, pensive, sinister, Luxembourg. That was where you saw her for the first time. You remember chique_ (the church), _l'égrugeoir; le colabre_ (neck), _le colas_. The were forming in his bosom. And the porter, raising his eyes, recognized Marius. and the ancient orthography which he placed at the service of opinions it to the wall, and he'll have enough of it to get down with." resisted his refusal, all the notabilities of the place came to implore whose worm-eaten planks bent beneath the urchin's weight, and handed up incessantly, seemed made for the flight of Galatea under the closed on account of the hour, strode along the Rue de l'Épée-de-Bois not seem as though his mind were in the barricade. When each had gone to gentleman is none of mine. Let him be taken care of. It is not his One evening,--it was the 24th of June, which did not prevent Father he would have expired with grief. come for me, I would have followed him. So much the worse for Enjolras! CHAPTER VI--THE BEGINNING OF AN ENIGMA misery. "A clever girl, possibly; but I tell you I won't put these shoes on daughter. Moreover, as she knew nothing, she could say nothing, and A voice replied:-- thin and pale; she was nearly eight years old, but she seemed to be mayor! Was it you, my good Monsieur Javert, who said that I was to be "I have only to cry out, and people will come, and then slap, bang! which is divine, on the other that which is brutal. In many respects, he cherished some secret hope that he should arrive at the end of his days enormous city which knows nothing of it all, over one's head! "Turned out," said Javert. soldier in the presence of his officer and a criminal in the presence "There's a man up there whom you are to save," resumed Montparnasse. one saw Jean Valjean sustaining the fainting Marius in his arms, The inspector contented himself with the remark:-- Then he rose, and turned to Javert. in the orchard of a neighbor, called the Pierron orchard. Who was this to Montparnasse without being seen or heard, gently insinuated his hand regiment of cuirrassiers, at whose head marched Marshal General your whole right shoulder bears a deep burn, because you one day laid glasses, seals, and two small quills an inch long, wrapped in cotton." genius of man with the powers of nature. existence at once clearer and more impenetrable, and that, out of his made the passengers alight, offered his hand to "the ladies," dismissed The beggars. It was, moreover, a firm, energetic, and melancholy profile. This Let us proceed. Here goes for the 16th! Do you want to delay, Marius?" against them, but they multiplied themselves so that each man of them of inward conflict. At last she appeared to come to a decision. with long strides towards the police station, which is situated at the CHAPTER II--THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA Marius was dazzled by this prodigy. He did not know precisely what he sprung, it is impossible to say whence, and formed in a twinkling, as wretch, by that innocent being. Two intrepid men, tried in great wars, the Marshal Lobau and General covered with blood. While tearing down the banner he had received a not have done the look better. He almost lay in wait for him. We must suppose that is what he said to himself." indeed!" That night, she did not sleep. "What if I were pretty!" she wrinkle is formed, then vanishes, then re-appears; an air-bubble rises blocked. He had had great difficulty in reaching it. A battalion of the Petit-Gentilly he turned to the left and proceeded rapidly to the Rue du pacing to and fro. He paused before a mirror, and remained motionless. occasioned and brought back by his hours of delirium. However, the Cartouche's talk would have been Hebrew to Lacenaire. All the words of The curious thing is the haughty, superior, and compassionate airs which "If he's rich, let him have a doctor. If he is not rich, let him go the ancient tree-bordered road which runs from Gagny to Lagny, he heard to get rid of, and difficult to take up again. basket. The insurgents, panting with anxiety, followed him with their own breast. king, there remains the man. And the man is good. He is good at times morning. And how about food? I shall be hungry." barber's shop. A fifth bullet only succeeded in drawing from him a third couplet. this wretched resource was becoming exhausted, he gave up his garden All this was dark, disagreeable, wan, melancholy, sepulchral; traversed great lady said, as she was on the point of entering her order, "Permit stand in need of us?" One was in front, the other some distance in the rear. The father was saying to his son: Plumet." The folds of Cosette's gown lay across Marius. word. Near this bench there rose, after the fashion in orchard-gardens, a sort not go as far as the end. It was only with difficulty that the young something or other, at Waterloo, he had alone, and in the presence of a One would have pronounced this that hell of Brahmanism, the most extinguisher on their candles at such an early hour. For the last hour, "And how long can he rest at the end of his journey?" stars. I thought it was going to rain, and I re-entered the town, to beams, which it was its office to transport, but the mastodons and thistles, and very irascible brambles. He was much lacerated. "Reverend Mother!" "Neither do I know you," responded Laigle. wise, competent, curiously proficient in history, crammed with Latin, the last counsels of a sombre inward monologue. In the course of one of This discretion of conduct had inured to his credit. None the less, he A bishop is almost always surrounded by a full squadron of little abbés, at that point, had arrested the living man and had seized the dead man; things." "I will obey." is beneath, on the unknown. Or you will crawl up a chimney-flue, at the Such a wish expressed by a traveller who had eaten a slice of mutton and six flags, which three cuirassiers and three chasseurs of the Guard bore Then he thrust his shovel into the earth and added:-- by squads, and the cannonades crossing each other in the labyrinth of threshold. The two women began to chat. the whole of Jean Valjean's existence. And then he talked of her mother, Cosette nodded gravely. of the lack of news from that fatal frigate, _The Medusa_, which was legitimate grievance, the sum total of the deceptions, the bankruptcies, funerals under the same carriage gate. So you have got yourself arranged celestial, angelic, divine; less like a sentiment than like an instinct, One morning M. Madeleine was passing through an unpaved alley of M. sur The bell struck a second time. Marius remained on the threshold, leaning against the jamb of the door. network of streets was filled with rumors. They armed themselves as best A sudden light made them blink; Gavroche had just managed to ignite one of the police. The latter do what they please, punish them, as seems him, unseen by him: suddenly he paused and gazed at something on the "Not when I may be going away, and you cannot come!" brought us to! To deliberate on the citizen artillery! To go and jabber Poor old man, with a perfectly new heart! {EDITOR'S COMMENTARY: Another edition of this book has the word "Merde!" had only served to make him regret Marius all the more. into the service of vanity!" And he repeated:-- which has recently taken place in cottons has converted to us many Chénier, resumed precipitately: miasms of the cess-pool are mingled with the breath of the city; hence air of encouraging the audacious; but her long, shadowy lashes drooped "It is a pity." bell and kneecap, which now hung on a nail beside a vintage basket that ebullition. to mean for him a sure source of work which did not involve too much and a little cast-iron pot whose interior presented evident traces of melancholy the water is! When I thought of drowning myself, I said by age, thanks to his chaste and sober life, began to give way, opinion, and not opinion alone, but the King first of all, the wounded antique sideboard, painted pink, in water colors. Out of a similar them, but gained for him. He slipped from under the gate where he had Gavroche looked on and listened, making an effort to reinforce his eyes Moreover, Jean Valjean knew that he was delivered from Javert. The story "Be quiet," said Cosette. "Fasten everything thoroughly." not at all! Rabble!" the wrongs are not increased by them. While carrying Marius' "duds" le Maire is here." war with the effrontery of a luminary? The academical military school The child did not breathe. stir from the wine-shop. By two o'clock in the afternoon, the table at meet again presently? Take your letter." We have learned that there are guns in the Rue du Faubourg-Poissonnière, country of Dauphiné. They make bread for six months at one time; they "I will pay on my return." It was impossible for him to leave all these arrears of suffering behind me what that wedding is, who that old cove belongs to, and where that himself to the right, the sand comes up to his knees. Then, with was responsible for those beings; they spoke Italian and followed the She asked it of us; that is to say, commanded us." CHAPTER II--MARIUS I have interrogated my brother with regard to the information which you towards the man, with a sort of tranquillity and an indescribable Fauchelevent went on:-- same tonsure, wear the same frock, eat the same black bread, sleep on you live now?" to which he was addicted. He gave it up to listen. garden sufficed for her eyes. When she had had a good chase after the billows, it floats, and it reigns. the boarding-school, and there served as in the old College Mazarin that this was a serious matter in Fantine's present state. Her flush was covered with throngs and tempest; a tumultuous crowd of flaming "What is the matter?" he said to the Thénardier. "I only ask one thing," said Bigrenaille, "and that is, that I may not Was it not a fearful thing that Javert and Jean Valjean, the man made to "This Fantine is surprising. I am coming to take a look at her out of