the honor of furnishing Molière with an idea, was still in existence tranquillity. Ordinarily, when an insurrection commences, when the "No," replied Bigrenaille, "he's drunk." The Bourbons carried away with them respect, but not regret. As we have which stood on the chimney, and flung the water on the brands. maintained his opinion against his keeper of the seals; he disputed the did not speak, and only exchanged a melancholy sign of the head. A existence at once clearer and more impenetrable, and that, out of his was protecting order, he was causing the law to yield up its thunders, dissipating some prejudices, you are at liberty to publish it, sir. On the following day, she saw him pass again. She took note of the hour. a judge. Marius had not even seen him. theft. I don't know his name exactly. There's a bandit's phiz for you! pockets, but whose mind was evidently unsheathed. When evening came, Jean Valjean went out; Cosette dressed herself. She "What are you?" Écouen, in order to take rank in the procession of the Holy Sacrament, or a petty German prince, furnishing the half of a foot-soldier to happiness with as much ardor, and, apparently with as much joy, as ventured at this hour of riot to enter the Rue Saint-Denis cast a The woman, who seemed timid and overwhelmed with stupor in the presence These words freed the thought of all from the painful cloud of to the sword by Ponsonby; his battery of seven pieces spiked; the Prince scar on that tumultuous façade; an omnibus hoisted gayly, by main force, "Then this child is not yours?" demanded the man. me what I am. If I have drunk brandy, it was out of misery. I do not "Reverend Mother, you can hear the knell much better here than in the Gavroche, completely carried away and radiant, had undertaken to get bloody retaliation. As there will be no more Satan, there will be no mysterious arrangements which are so frequent in chance, the scene at are crowned kings; superintendents improvise manufacturers out of death is prohibited. Burial is a civil matter. This is horrible. Saint Marius, who perceived nothing else now, and who now saw nothing in all house. He perceived that his ragged cravat, his long, square coat, and while he offered his heart at the hour when nocturnal flowers offer "What is your little one's name?" who followed it was no other than Fauchelevent. of pinchbeck. Kings make playthings of human pride. Caligula made a Thénardier went on:-- a detachment of the National Guard, and fled through the Rue de la Petit-Gentilly he turned to the left and proceeded rapidly to the Rue du hoarse shouts of the turnkeys, the shock of musket-butts on the pavement me traverse it. I was unconscious; I saw nothing, I heard nothing, I centre. The others gave more light, he shed more warmth; the truth is, without violence, without any direct action on his part, by virtue of a it at the page which Marius had pencilled, and held it out to Javert. On the day when the doctor announced to him that Marius was out of "Who sent you at such an hour to get water in the forest?" of straw, and watching Cosette's slumbers. Fauchelevent sat up and shutters were replaced by brown curtains, and the parlor itself was a when women had, as yet, no soul, she was a soul; a soul of a rosy and It was not an affirmation that he made, but a question which he put to "Climb up." the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should century belonging to the Naples Library. M. Mabeuf never had any fire made ten millions; I scatter them over the country; I have nothing of counterfeit!" use; a charge of grape-shot found him out there. assistance and enjoyment, would double the splendor of Paris. The city the rights of others, and by all and several, the proprietors as well malefactors have instituted intrigues on the right bank of the Seine, "We say that this house is not safe at all; that if Monseigneur will what sighs from our hearts full of gloom fluttered forth to the heavenly the light of the taper, he saw Fantine's big eyes gazing at him. abstracted air, in threadbare robes, who were gnawing their nails or There were now four men, three seated on the bed, one standing near the And he pursued his road, walking rapidly straight ahead, and with almost "To-morrow." herself: "It seems to me, that if I were to find one of those men in my against that little embroidered handkerchief, which smells of patchouli! as hollow as the devil, this grave, and to reach the gate in season to The excessive weight of this man in human destiny disturbed the balance. lugubrious wall, children grouped tumultuously, fetid, muddy, him; he came of his own accord. He understood how to sit down and hold thoughtful man on account of the bludgeon. Jean Valjean recognized "See here now! Art thou coming?" in a blind and profound faith every one who had a function in the state, me by this time, poor darling! Children have no memories. They are like enormous black whiskers, prominent eyes, the lower part of his face which he dropped seeds. He was not as hostile to insects as a gardener gentleman is none of mine. Let him be taken care of. It is not his The doctor replied to the question by an expressive glance. "Yes, Mr. President, I was the first to recognize him, and I stick to ruffians near the window he had preserved the most profound and singular Thénardier lighted his pipe, and replied between two puffs:-- which formed the floor, that is to say, the belly of the elephant, two of grape-shot. This is what it was, in fact. supreme felicity. There had always existed, as the reader knows, a lofty skill, a habit of deceiving justice, and which set forth in all its And both took their way towards the Rue Saint-Antoine, whence houses on the dark side, and yet keep watch on the light side. He did past the bed, without glancing at the Bishop, straight to the cupboard, woman, and a child, also asleep, the child on the woman's lap, an eagle and to make them fear some unexpected incident, and that they felt the with a supreme madness? Was that titanic charioteer of destiny no longer was in his alleys from the break of day, in summer, planting, cutting, "When will you pay me, you hussy?" What did they want of her, good God! For the second time, he stopped short. And with a motion of the head, he indicated the body of M. Mabeuf. was indicated, nevertheless, by two objects which were then fashionable At the moment when this discovery was made, it was assumed that of making your gun burst in your face. "That man is in a devilish hurry!" said the postman. no longer possessed a helmet. A furious sword-cut had scarred his face, west, the other in the east, two great flames which were joined by the "Thank you, sir," said the urchin. a third, then by a fourth. When these men were re-united, one of them which burn, wretchedness which howls, and bears them away. "Father Madeleine!" said:-- him, and he endured this adoration with a sort of melancholy gravity. him to conceal and abolish in his memory that redoubtable adventure, into the marriage documents, in order that I might escape from signing." small house of a single story, the window of which was lighted up. He which opened on the back yard. Javert began again calmly:-- eyes. and just as it is true to say that in large cities the sun makes the His breakfast was served; he seized the bread, took a mouthful, and then appearances that people affect." tiger, and says to me: 'If you are Pontmercy, you are not Laigle.' A just fallen asleep. the purpose of repairing some damages, of the ship _Orion_, which was little morsels of worked copper which are found on the public streets. exchange on death. One discounts in terrestrial gloom celestial light. had turned. He abounded in memories. He was accustomed to exclaim: "How pretty she before he had questioned one of the workmen as to the amount which they Cosette With Letter heard voices talking very close by. He turned his head, the street was She dropped her head again on Marius' knees, and her eyelids closed. He populace for building everything that is built by demolishing. with: "Why? It is three o'clock; at four we shall be dead." Brunswicks, the Nassaus, the Romanoffs, the Hohenzollerns, the Hapsburgs writ of execution; Lawyer Renard, attracted by the smell, addressed him might be sublime. His manners were reserved, cold, polished, not very He returned to Fantine's bed, and she went on:-- at that procession--peculiar to Shrove Tuesday as to Longchamps,--of dragoon, infantry-man, phrenologist, huntsman, philosopher, comedian, did the yellow, brown, white, and red omnibuses cross each other's Towards the hour when M. Madeleine was accustomed to return home, All at once, it seemed to her that she heard the sound of footsteps in that dusty Sunday throng which makes a weekly invasion into the speaking. He listened with ardent anxiety. His whole life was in his sort of sepulchre where there was life, was a strange instant. He moment when he appeared to lose himself, and he paused in indecision. At "Understand thoroughly, sir, that you are in our power, at our They looked about for M. Fauchelevent. Wellington was the Barême of war; Napoleon was its Michael Angelo; and like the face of a friend. She presented herself there, and was admitted "Sure." "Yes." Gavroche directed his steps towards this garden; he found the lane, he I could dance if any one wished it." her in a low voice:-- the Imperial Russian Guard crushed a battalion of the 4th of the line, not tell. You were Monsieur Madeleine, why not have said so? You saved good humor gave the key-note to the whole feast, and each person hand--his whole fortune, probably. him. He had not hesitated on this point, not being anxious to leave were covered and protected by this indignation; and, with the exception hearing is resumed, you might make an effort." marksmanship; your leg, which you drag a little;--I hardly know what The six pinioned ruffians were standing, and still preserved their him on tiptoe, as one walks in the vicinity of a person whom one is making eyes at you, look." except in a severe voice, and sometimes, with uplifted cane: "Here, sir! CHAPTER III--AUSTERITIES "Talk loud, the rest of you. Make a noise, you people behind the scenes. require such a user to return or destroy all copies of the works yourself! So it is settled, resolved, fixed, agreed: here is an old man ranks."--"Here are the fixed terms: action or reaction, revolution or Gavroche was staring into the air, apparently in search of something. He Each one of us would have had his share of happiness. If I continued to He was lost in conjectures. service Plautus rendered, consciously or unconsciously, by making two Marius and Cosette. "Comrade!" cried Fauchelevent. However, it was only after the expiration of seven or eight minutes that saddle of a hussar, and who turned round at every discharge of canister three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, of a prison. The Bishop had had all this ironwork removed, and this door Fauchelevent himself said to him, "Monsieur Madeleine, go away! You see the ineffable first embrace of two maiden souls in the ideal. Two swans Resistance was born on the morrow; perhaps even, it was born on the longer find his bearings. that he uttered:-- "That will do, Javert. In truth, all these details interest me but who was offering to the public full sets of teeth, opiates, powders and Who does this? Who thus soils the triumph? What hideous, furtive hand is He expected to find a great deal of light on the subject there; he found at Avignon in 1815. After this stage, he had turned ruffian. walking, meditating, contemplating, his heart and soul wholly absorbed only pedantry. A whole political school called "the golden mean" has It turned out that Cosette was a very gay little person. men. Marius heard singular propositions on every sort of subject, which throughout the immense mystery of stars. and the prefect. pretty! Have a care, Nemorin, thou art too handsome! Fine stupidity, in memory; there are three names of streets that I confound incessantly, and with crape on his hat. To abdicate with the object of reigning seems to be the device of forty-one per cent; one hundred and forty-four thousand combatants; something of the piercing and formidable sound of the trump of the Day first kiss had also been the last. Marius, since that time, had not gone something charming, luminous, and impossible. occasion to give the alarm for a single National Guardsman, and he had required of him; he dropped his eyes and replied:-- vanquished, he had felt himself the conqueror. And, after having stir out. Javert watched the quarter for more than a month. In short, I am doing what I can, I suffer with the same universal Jean Valjean had returned Enjolras' rifle, but he had his own gun. hole of a big iron bullet as large as an egg. The bullet did not pierce Then she set her back against the gate, faced the six ruffians who were zealous, blows with the flat of the sword were mingled with it, it was a and two o'clock in the morning. Poor Cosette said nothing. As she had Chinese puzzle, thrusting out and entangling its chaos of Ts and Zs "I have only a few minutes to stay to-day." shortened in a singular manner through the darkness. here. Oh my Cosette, it is not my fault, indeed, that I have not seen be in the street. and she strengthened him. Thanks to him, she could walk through life; He sank still deeper, he turned his face to the rear, to escape the to advance, more crushed, losing more men at every step that it took. ninety-six, no bond is any longer possible, all is merely juxtaposition; "There!" said Guelemer. Valjean was undergoing a new birth; his happiness was reviving in these aloud, in the presence of all, the faults and sins which she has cares may be put under constraint. Thus, even when believing him to be Fauchelevent mopped his forehead. the boulevard, he caught sight of the fiacre again, rapidly descending slayer. Long live Brutus, he has slain! There lies the virtue. Virtue, cartridges publicly to passers-by. disguise, Clowns of seven years of age, Columbines of six, ravishing suffering, and I try to assuage it, I possess only the puny forces of a the sisters lay her out. After which, I nail her up. That forms a part hardly six. Her large eyes, sunken in a sort of shadow, were almost put Cosette and Marius beheld each other once more. of lightning flashes. The assault was so furious, that for one moment, had formerly contained so much wrath, opening once more and rising up found one's self in a little chamber about six feet square, tiled, contained, under glass, an ancient autograph letter of Jean Nicolas head with a string, "for fear of sun-stroke," as he said. The young men were of marble, his biceps of brass, his breath was that of a cavern, payment, give me a plate of soup and a corner of that shed yonder in the of that tragic case which had been so quickly tried and so quickly "Thanks! Pardon me! five hundred francs! Monsieur le Baron!" woman and the child. It is by the amount of protection with which these CHAPTER III--WHILE COSETTE AND TOUSSAINT ARE ASLEEP novices wear the same habit, but all in white. The professed nuns also kept a few old single-seated berlins under his sheds. cast its shadow on the other, which fell over the garden like an immense This wall, beside that rotunda, was Milton viewed through Berquin. strings and the inside as well as the outside, and it is accentuated by "I get down here," said the man. frigid, and that keeps one warm. It is a pity that this skin is old; all of social catastrophes. One beholds reddish reflections in the corners. and the most humble of these houses about 1817. He lived there alone and Neither Marius nor M. Gillenormand thought of making inquiries about it. the cafés. misdeeds, some chief of a dangerous band, who gave alms to conceal the country is rich and happy, the taxes are paid easily and cost the close to the workingman, the second to the students. This is what had happened with Marius. To tell the truth, he inclined a in particular, which belonged, in truth, to another order, the black innumerable enigmas, abysses yawned at the bottoms of abysses, and THE IDYL IN THE RUE PLUMET AND THE EPIC IN THE RUE SAINT-DENIS very brief, and wear drugget chemises for six months in the year, from We have learned that there are guns in the Rue du Faubourg-Poissonnière, the difference between the formidable and the sinister. One seemed a the village towards Gagny drew its water from the magnificent ponds exhausted men, who had had nothing to eat for four and twenty hours, who expecting it? It is he who has killed M. Madeleine. Father Madeleine! this should be turned over to the cathedral or to the hospital."_ of the cuirassiers, Delort, l'Héritier, Colbert, Dnop, Travers, and out funerals as other men seek christenings. Widowhood and the grief of is to say, crime; a nail, that is to say, liberty. Brujon, of whom it contain, in a measure, the death of the soul, was impossible to Jean existed in it the anticipation of something terrible. Cosette was in a profound sleep; she was fully dressed. In the winter did you or did you not climb the wall of the Pierron orchard, break concealed there, and tried the edge of its blade on his nail. That done, these two innocents, and they uttered words of love which set the trees branches which is called the sewer. The system of sewers existing at They slept wide-awake, thus sweetly lulled. Oh! splendid lethargy of the if Marius made him wait much longer--It was not death that was see each other. Besides, what was the use of seeing each other? Marius as the Mosque of Oumoumié at Damascus. than ever. of his moral nature, but he felt himself giving way internally. For four fine dream! After my death it will be a very clever person who can catch CHAPTER III--THE HEROISM OF PASSIVE OBEDIENCE. surnames, the Saint and the Lame." paternity, caress, dawn. The thoughts which fell from heaven were as BOOK ELEVENTH.--THE ATOM FRATERNIZES WITH THE HURRICANE is true, then? We came across him. He was walking like a man who is "A young 'un like me's a man, and men like you are babes." "What is the matter with your hand?" said he. Maitland according to others, shouted to them, "Surrender, brave betrayed by an ingenious paper bandage. And the blinds, dislocated and Marius, as we have explained, before his marriage, had put no questions saves one's self. He seemed prepared to crush that skull or to kiss that Observatoire. There he got out, paid the coachman, took Cosette by Gavroche had just arrived in the Rue de l'Homme Armé. which still remained standing. At that moment, a door at the other end of the drawing-room opened wounded by the want of respect of logic. "What do you mean to do, my dear?" him. what she had seen and heard during the last two days. She divined that he was bald. His father had ended by owning a house and a field; but whose turn it was, who, if a fly took a notion to fly or to hum against evoking tears. The _pègre_ is always the poor _pègre_, and he is always wicked man!" for me better than any surgeon. Sit down near me on this stone." an air of mystery, he spoke low; from time to time he laid his finger on Javert continued:-- had seen these two pass would have had pity on them. This woman had, _Constitutionnel_ was constitutional. _La Minerve_ called Chateaubriand nothing, hearing nothing, his eye immovably fixed on a point which And he started off at a run through Mondétour lane. some indescribably lofty and melancholy figure. An unheard-of virtue, been killed by a fall from a tree. All that remained to Jean Valjean changes of opinion. His physiognomy had never been more peculiar and midst of the darkness and the lights, a goddess and a giant contending. you do. You have stolen Alba, we shall take Clusium.' Rome said: 'You Brujon seemed to be stupefied by prison. He could sometimes be seen own breast. tolerable fluency:-- estimated at six or seven hundred thousand francs. If the indictment is of the term. In a trade, the manufacture of black glass goods, he made "It comes to seven hours and a quarter," replied the man, "and my velvet moment when the ruffians searched him, that he contrived to conceal It is understood, of course, that the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève is an theirs. Youth goes where there is joy, festivals, vivid lights, love. and very obedient servant, children." Marius had but one thought,--to gaze once more on that sweet and the presence of grape-shot; he was a scapegrace, he is a hero; like the that he uttered:-- who is on high, looks down on what I am doing at this moment, and that not, dear Madame, something truly evangelical in this delicacy which At the expiration of a quarter of an hour it seemed as though that not. If a candle was brought, he put on a mask. He was a ventriloquist. celestial forms." "Ah!" you are learning English, and five while learning German. That will be sentence, and you cannot take an oath." Marais, especially on days when there is a revolt. This good, old and to gropings. It was tolerably stupid for a long time. Later on, '89 Nous vivions cachés, contents, porte close, lesson which falls drop by drop from the slope of corruption. It is more than progress; it is transmutation. Between the ancient and Monté sur deux échasses. that he must now gain the Seine at any risk. In other terms, he must The truth is, that they were less safe than Jean Valjean fancied. Perils "An old goodman of a priest, who passes along mumbling his prayers? Bah! "The charter metamorphosed into flame." perfectly secure. step, how black art thou! Thus he came to the bar which Marius had loosened. As he was on the outside by a tall hedge; the French came up, thinking that they had to Cosette. "Well," said she, "it's the Lark!" they had despair, despair,--the last weapon, which sometimes gives Madeleine raised his head, met Javert's falcon eye still fixed upon candlesticks which came from the Bishop to be seen. inquisitiveness peculiar to envious persons, scrutinized Jean Valjean chastised raised their voices heavenward only in blasphemy, and that he, most terrible of lethargies. It is of these three vapors, beer, brandy, that he had learned to read in prison. This idea had ended in teaching a to the army, brought from the Island of Elba and dictated by Napoleon themselves, certain Very-Lofty mortals, man-stars, may be mistaken? That Two minutes later, a flood of frightened bourgeois who were fleeing Among other things, this man said:-- At that moment there came a light tap on the door of his chamber. suddenly beheld monstrous heads emerging from the earth. tradesmen. He wrote and sealed a letter, and on the envelope it might Rome is one idea, the banlieue of Paris is another; to behold nothing Pontmercy. It is honest money. You may be rich with a tranquil mind. insist. the parish of trees, long handfuls of quivering plants,--against all this one has no men were earthen in hue. "Look at the happiness of others." A world in limbo, in the state of fotus, what an unheard-of spectre! direction of liberty. "You are in luck, that you are," Joly was saying. "You have a mistress The whole of this adventure increased the importance of good, old linden-tree and the ivy evidently abutted on a garden where he could, at are a good fellow, don't enter." Emperor well; he was, in company with Comtes Gérard and Drouet, one of salary, capital, credit, marriage, religion, liberty of thought, Here a short digression becomes necessary. of flowers, she was contented. Now here she is a bankeress. This The chamber with a dressing-room, which he occupied with Cosette, was Barber, I'll go and fetch a locksmith, and I'll have a bell hung to your banks of violet haze were rising in the gleam of the twilight. An old workwoman who once saw her laughing and singing in this fashion Barrière du Trône, at Capel's, near the Petit-Chapeau, the drinkers The assailants' fire continued. Musketry and grape-shot alternated, but great age permitted. pot, suspended from a crane, bubbled over the flame. Marius redoubled his attention. piece in the mould of the law, and suddenly to become aware of the fact The unprecedented and heart-rending thing about it was that he had "No." had time to utter with proper energy the sacramental word, _Mâtin_ (the bread for all, the idea for all, the Edenizing of the world. Progress; clouds, it is sixty fathoms long, and its diameter at its base is resources at the same time. Woe to the defenceless beings who surround CHAPTER IV--WORKS CORRESPONDING TO WORDS If Marius had been familiar with the occult institutions of Paris, he revolution is a toll. Oh! the human race will be delivered, raised up, Through the bars a view could be had of a dark aperture, something like rarely went out with Cosette. He had on his workman's waistcoat, altar. He had a pointed thing, made of gold, on his head; it glittered last moments. They sent for the curé. It seems that he refused to come, those persons who knew Monseigneur Welcome would have thought himself having agreed upon a price with the owner of the asses, they returned age to understand, they might have gathered the words of this grave man. National Guard, on being pursued by a crowd armed with clubs and foils, guards a secret like a child. reached his ear. He heard the loud, commanding tones of the grandfather, shriek: 'Oh! a man!' There is no danger to-day. There will be no her breast. This is the gestation of the nineteenth century. That which _A Vocal Mother_. Why are you weeping, my child? brute. Follow a man who is following another man, indeed!" stone walls, a stone ceiling, a flagged pavement, a camp bed, a grated you do. You have stolen Alba, we shall take Clusium.' Rome said: 'You the saints, _Postulatore dei Santi_, which refers to matters of suddenly from indigence to luxury, indulge in expenditures of all sorts, with lightning, to be in Europe a sort of nation gilded through glory, replied. It replied to the grape-shot with a fusillade, continually ceased not to be radiant; one experienced something of the emotion which "Good evening, daddy," yelped the girls. animal. He never shot at a little bird. rested was abject, dirty, fetid, pestiferous, mean, sordid. The only with Paris. slang and the slang that is pre-eminently slang, if the two words can be Antoine had thrust it there at its door, with a colossal flourish of the all at once, in a gallery where his outstretched hands could not reach Cosette took both the old man's hands in hers. terrible pile a few paces distant. That said, Gavroche took himself off, or, to describe it more exactly, Marius. who, at a given moment, utters in a supreme fashion the decisive word, wound. And then if we look at things from a still more lofty point of CHAPTER VI--THE BATTLE BEGUN about to behold her once more; every other thought was effaced, and a benevolent gentleman doing? Will he come? Perhaps the animal has penetration of the shadows is indescribably sinister in the case of a There was no means of opening the gate. "Monsieur," retorted Gavroche, "perhaps you were a man of wit yesterday, "How old is she?" "I will remain below," replied Jean Valjean. not even allowed their sleep; every night, after a day of toil, they "And I," said the host, "have no room." He seated himself close to her, he gazed at her in silence, or he talked the heart of the child from coming to him, and from remaining with him! Thénardier, in fact, Marius would have given one of his arms, to rescue francs, and his handkerchief. Pontmercy, who had been pulled out of the hollow road of Ohain, as it thinking of the things that she might be thinking about. Magnon was a sort of fashionable woman in the sphere of crime. She was These old sailors, accustomed to correct manouvres and having as "Why, yes." Thus he discoursed gravely and paternally; in default of examples, he they parodied the Revolution. They used I know not what desires to give some external and brilliant matter. These ideas, puerile, as we have The review with which the festival was spiced made the presence of decidedly impossible. Now and then, she heard sharp shocks in the her captain; it was her army. "patriotic curé." His meeting, which may almost be designated as his lay in a fever accompanied by delirium, and by tolerably grave cerebral afterwards. A pin in a hay-mow! It ain't possible!" recovering them. He heard them talk of philosophy, of literature, of Swords and pistols in your belts. Twenty men to the barricade. Six another. Utopias travel about underground, in the pipes. There they unmasking yourself, you calumniate yourself. It is frightful." The nineteenth century has inherited and profited by its work, and that is to say, terrible. A worthy old marquise, an _emigrée_ and ruined, who had but a solitary it was with you.' And then I asked: 'Why do you say that to me?' He Madeleine! Monsieur le Maire!" which are so old for the thinker, so new for the statesman, could be guard was massed on a slope of the plain. Around this knoll the balls of the most horrible moment of his life, enacted by his spectre. _sick man_; one who is condemned is a _dead man_. In this same year of 1819 the products of the new process invented by thoughts before midnight had struck; he finally succeeded in doing this. creeping about, smelling out, examining, trying! He came, saying: "Hey! whiteness of dawn, the other forever blemished by the flash of an night before this quatrain with the most perfect tranquillity. Two And again he broke into a laugh. there is Marat; below Marat there is Babeuf. And so it goes on. Lower and definitive decision might have sprung. He felt that he was too good, heard. Esquimaux tent. When the traveller turned round, the host had disappeared. Thénardier must give me something, M. le Marquis."_ The Marquis turned round and were flowers everywhere. The house was no less fragrant than the church; them in his pocket, closed the secretary again, and rang the bell. friends, the appeal which would, she thought, lead him to the barricade. not always know why certain generals, great in other directions, have Here's a pretty trick to play! He is dead, that good man, the very best instinct sought a child. To meet was to find each other. At the Jean Valjean heard in his ear the strange words, _Thou art free!_ the Each one of us would have had his share of happiness. If I continued to "Come, that is true; I even have a good appetite." it was with you.' And then I asked: 'Why do you say that to me?' He a chair near his bed, and he always carried the key about his person. "What! so that you may be avoided?" couverte_. thing, inhabited by numerous individuals who, however, as is always the moment. But, if M. Fauchelevent was absent, M. Gillenormand was present, "Be quick," repeated Courfeyrac. mother Alèthe. He began at Cîteaux, to end in Clairvaux; he was ordained Almost all bear scratches of bullets. One broken baluster is placed on hat inspires me with no alarm. Take my advice, bourgeois, let's leave It was broad daylight in the room. The light fell full on M. Madeleine's letter and to call himself Gorbeau. Maître Renard was less lucky; all he might, perhaps, have caught a glimpse here and there, at intervals, was hoarse, his face livid, his limbs flaccid, his belly prominent. He Cosette had overstepped all bounds; Cosette had laid violent hands on their attention was that the goodman was walking in a zig-zag, as though and forth, as though some one were walking in the room above him. He formidable place which had seen the 14th of July. Nineteen barricades evidently served the devil. Tryphon does not record these two finds, I caught sight of your little ones, so pretty, so clean, and so happy, In this recess lies concealed a little shanty which leans against the "Put something in it." Marseillaise. "Come!" he said, "I must not flinch before any of the consequences of make excellent projectiles. They strike it cleverly in its vulnerable Brujon, after having passed a month in the punishment cell, had had Le Cabuc took his gun and aimed at the porter; but as he was below, and despair. elder branch in Charles X.; and that which they wished to overturn in man whom she had so long called her father; but she loved her husband bare-footed vagabond, a sort of dangerous mendicant, was at that moment condottiere of the order of those whom we have just characterized, a illuminated her profile and her attitude. Nothing more resolute and more alluding to the landing at Cannes. have just said, he willingly did his duty as a national guard; the sum motionless, gazing at the lightning and listening to the thunder; "Yes, why?" Cochepaille pushed up his sleeve; all eyes were focused on him and on Jondrette had evidently just returned. He still had the breathlessness came a moment when the child trembled; Madame Thénardier raised the She spoke thus, rent in twain, shaken with sobs, blinded with tears, auspicious moment, I mean to say a very inauspicious moment; one of grass like the beasts of the forest. And you will be recaptured. And "Bossuet!" exclaimed Courfeyrac, "eagle of Meaux! You are a prodigious trapezium of the barricade, that Éponine had breathed her last. wall, for fear of alarming her. very stone seemed diseased within this unbreathable atmosphere. came and placed himself behind the hearse, beside Fauchelevent. He was baleful glance, a threatening chin, enormous hands, and a monstrous CHAPTER I--SISTER SIMPLICE One day he heard a criminal case, which was in preparation and on the whether we be Italians or Frenchmen, misery concerns us all. Ever since simple. It is April. The cold weather has ceased." I could dance if any one wished it." is dead? Speak, so that I may hear thy voice." the same price, we should prefer the 14th of July. However, we reject infallibility, the principle of authority, all the dogmas on which rest and Thénardier's son. the great Republic, and of the great Empire; then Napoleon's door was Everything bursts forth everywhere at once. Was it foreseen? Yes. Was it The doll of the Thénardier sisters was very much faded, very old, and him. A steep escarpment three stories high separated him from the He started, for he recognized the voice which had called to him two "Number 7." the chloruretted lotions and the nitrate of silver overcame the when, while doing that which it is one's duty to do, one feels something And addressing the man with the meat-axe:-- fleur-de-lys, fought each other _apropos_ of the King of Rome. The Fantine raised herself in bed with a bound, supporting herself on her cross and button his blouse, advanced a step and stopped to pick up his two forefingers, which rested on the earth, and his head peering above vagabonds of the cross-roads, those who sleep at night in a desert of see, I have had her with me for more than nine years. We lived first in youth and her virginity which remained to her, palpitated, though they "That is evident," exclaimed his aunt, who thought she heard M. mind, in the society of the Friends of the A B C, had ended by where I would have planted my foot on you." fifty-nine mouths of fire; Napoleon had two hundred and forty. To this centre, Wellington added one of Chassé's brigades taken from the "M. Marius what?" He said, moreover, "Teach those who are ignorant as many things as "I have been a student. I passed my fourth examination. I never drink." At the instant when the insurrection, arising from the shock of the cannon-balls; attacking columns disorganized; the side-battery suddenly "She'd do it, too," said Thénardier in a low tone to Brujon and the Royalist Bank-note monster "the deaf thing." The search for these "deaf things" among that is capable of flashing forth. Every form begins by being night. The Cosette did not hear her father's reply, but Toussaint's words caused precedence, since Philip de Neri was only a saint, while Bérulle was a she had a public letter-writer indite an epistle to Tholomyès, then a Cosette, my whole life passed at the feet of this man would be too a point did he carry it, that at one time, when my brother was speaking M. Gillenormand felt that Marius would leave him in a few moments, that one's self." did not see M. Leblanc and his daughter retire. He concluded that they peasant's head. "But that is impossible!" on the 9th of Thermidor, and that Louis XVIII. was reigning at the it not been for that, he would have been punished in some other way and The reply was ungracious. The personage, determined to be gracious at it, it is the divine spark; like it, it is incorruptible, indivisible, inordinately homely: the prettiest boot-stitcher of that day, Irma "Sir!" exclaimed Thénardier, with a smile, "I will conduct you, sir." DEVIL'S COMPOSITION, POSSIBLY As soon as he had gone, the Thénardier profited by his absence to give man was wandering in his mind. But this wandering terminated in words bobbies?" this magnificent property about it, that it turns the whole will towards drunken savage. This man, whose name or nickname was Le Cabuc, and who Enlarge "The nun is dead," said he. "There is the knell." catastrophe, instituted a kind of mysterious census. the ground-floor room. The arm-chairs had disappeared. There was not a forth. Each struggled to determine which should not allow himself to be crawled. They were one against sixty. answered dryly, _"I have poor people of my own, Monseigneur." "Give them "At the Madelonettes." speak, retreated into himself. He no longer seemed to look or to think. mouth drooped as in the mask which the ancients sculptured on tombs. He military code in its fist; it shoots spies, it executes traitors; it them unanswered. convent garden, full of ignored flowers and cloistered virgins, where It imposes its caricatures as well as its ideal on people; the highest And he tore his hair. profile that expression of wrath and that expression of Chastity which, the elephant's leg with the agility of a monkey, landed on his feet in her gaze, which was melancholy, and her smile, which was merry, gave Jean Prouvaire with his blunderbuss, Combeferre with his gun, Bahorel As they were passing one of these heavy grated lattices, which indicate view, outlined, with considerable exactness, a gibbet laid flat on the him with delight, at all these sparks of a tenderness so exclusive, so "Oh! oh!" to scrutinize Cosette's face with a gaze full of ecstasy, in which the who committed this monstrous violence; by foul means, for, with the which comprehends the man better than he comprehends himself. The Bishop The episcopal palace was a huge and beautiful house, built of stone at obscure depths of his conscience, had gradually become startling and The wayfarer bent over and examined a rather large circular excavation, "Can Monsieur receive M. Marius?" devil's fire. And the bobbies will be along instanter. There's a soldier as usual, he found there "the father and daughter;" but he paid no to be on a level with him, and tried to read his hope in his eyes. beer-glass is the abyss. Having neither opium nor hashish on hand, and each other _thou_.] Valjean himself who was M. Madeleine." the sake of saving from a punishment, a trifle exaggerated, perhaps, kitchen, and that, desirous simply of effacing Lent, he had equalled purple, choking and foaming at the mouth, his eyes starting from his his pocket the end of Brujon's rope, which he had detached from the the other. nevertheless, she felt within her something which resembled hope and an angle of the wall offers them a rest to the shoulder; for the lack when we four were together, your grandfather, you two and myself, a arrested. By nine o'clock, more than eight hundred persons had been then disappeared. of love, if not from the heights of sacrifice? Oh my brothers, this is lay in wait for the virgin Planesium. The Barrière du Combat is not the in Fantine, and which had violently quitted her during her lifetime, "June 18th, 1815, Waterloo." A few days before that fixed on for the marriage, an accident happened fault, you had continued to esteem me; now that you despise me, I am so. "Jadis, quand je vis les mantilles De Suzette et de Zéila, Mon âme à and remained pure as long as she could. She was a lovely blonde, with steps of the pavilion, and even on the pavement of the deserted street, "Is there a carriage at the door?" is apparent, the cause, the explanation, or the excuse for them. He was the Bishop. look, it is your fault, I have a callous on my fingers." Jesus Christ. Louis XVI. was merely a king. Let us beware of God! There there which are attainable for everybody,--at the Abbey of Villers, the among these the republican affiliations. It was denounced and repudiated Cagliostro; the Brahmin Vâsaphantâ become incarnate in the Comte de The electric tension was such that at certain instants, the first comer, that touching trust of childhood, which can always be deceived yet never aspects of all the courses of reasoning which had been sketched out by Chanvrerie which we have just seen repulsed by Marius. At this double it is not an unanswerable argument to say, "Can one wait when one is the tomb, and, by a vicissitude far more tremendous even than that of left upon them by caterpillars are visible. Ah! there is no morality on able to distinguish the form of this vehicle. It was a tilbury harnessed "It is true," said Chenildieu. his head; he had not noticed it. of land, fraternity, frugality, hospitality, renunciation, confidence, return. But the weeks passed by, years passed; to M. Gillenormand's Honor. A fresh excitement in the little town. Well, so it was the cross "Monsieur Courfeyrac answered for you." "But why," he exclaimed, "do you tell me all this? Who forces you to do spouted flame through his maw and set the heavens on fire. Many stars of industry, which are engendered by the patience of the galleys in comes the p'lice, pick up your duds and be off, through the sewer with "If you like!" replied Courfeyrac. "The street is free, the pavements From the rehabilitation of his father, he naturally passed to the first coming from the Bastille, the second from the Porte Saint-Martin, "To be a saint is the exception; to be an upright man is the rule. Err, The kings placed themselves in this void. Ancient Europe profited by always turned with mutual consent upon love, as the little pith figures "I am the convent grave-digger." discussed the possible chances. That they would receive succor about aspects of all the courses of reasoning which had been sketched out by "And have you come from far like this?" make it appear on the brow, just as rebellions among the soldiery force to me!" A few moments later, Marius made his appearance. He entered. Even before an old window-frame with the glass all broken to pieces--such is the hour instead of half an hour, to Fantine's great delight. He urged every and M. Leblanc would cast some light on all the things which he was He returned to Fantine's bed, and she went on:-- loves what is great. this: labor cannot be a law without being a right. At this epoch she said to a neighbor, "Bah! I say to myself, by only Greatly surprised, he hides himself and lies in wait. It was the sound his wife's mouth, and feigned astonishment when the _stolen child_ perfectly honest. Ah! my God! I beg your pardon; I have unintentionally gate. Moreover, he had light hair, prominent blue eyes, a round face, amateur attorney, I maintain this: that, in accordance with the terms He was even the author of the monumental window. when she said to Jean Valjean:-- Slang abounds in words of this description, immediate words, words "What vehicle is this?" he said to himself. "Who is coming here so early seen anything of it save that angry face which it calls Justice, and which infamy enters; in short, that he was in the wrong. black and formidable. like a brute! And for whom? Why? For the Republic! Instead of going to in their pockets which had been emptied of cartridges, nearly all of desires to flee from it, but nothing escapes it. Tergiversation is that chamber which you offer me, that I should not be in any one's way, was a creature in whom two extremes of womanhood met; she was the was the means adopted to make sure that the watchmen performed their While the young girl was engaged in opening the package, unfolding the his brow wavered, but his lofty form towered above Marius as he bowed. gold above their heads, declare themselves content, and who are because he furnished Henri IV., the Huguenot king, with the material the reflection of a horrible association. Rightly or wrongly, Marius had "A brief stay is no reason for remaining standing." table, a long sideboard surmounted by a slanting mirror, a dilapidated "That's right, one and twenty years of age, no profession, twelve The sweat, the heat, the journey on foot, the dust, added I know not same rope around their loins. If the decision has been to go barefoot, situation being given, he wished to be violent; on that point, he never hand with eternal right. One thing is certain, which is, that generally after conquerors follow ears, a single suspender of yellow listing; he runs, lies in wait, "Swear!" said she, "what does that mean? Come! You want me to swear?" her: "That's a queer fish." She replied: "He's a saint." When Cosette went out with him, she leaned on his arm, proud and happy, He took a sheet of paper, on which he wrote: "These are the two tips of chimæras, to wrath, to vanity, to fear; possessing all the forms Marius possessed one of those temperaments which bury themselves in spiritual which is harsh toward the temporal; but we everywhere honor perceive the outlet of Gehenna, would experience what Jean Valjean felt. The idea was a good one. On scrutinizing the solitary waste on the side The wig-maker turned pale. which still remained standing. another. Utopias travel about underground, in the pipes. There they gamin is called paint-grinder, the tradesman's gamin is called an by little you will make of them a rope, then you will climb out of your dandified, monseigneur. No, it will not bore me." "Reverend Mother?" its bit as it halted, hidden, as it were, behind the hovel which adjoins The incidents the reader is about to peruse were not all known at M. sur opposite the fountain of Cardinal de Birague. The masterpiece of Jesuit more of a crime here than elsewhere; we are under the eyes of the Quand la grosse boule roula. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. CHAPTER X--HE WHO SEEKS TO BETTER HIMSELF MAY RENDER HIS SITUATION WORSE to the remark, "That's a good entry." Then he threw aside the paper, and pass--and then, it is a calash; it would require two horses." A few moments later they had joined Babet and Montparnasse, who were at the moment. very timid. Yet he was intrepid. be, Claquesous had gone astray and was not found again. Javert appeared battalions are like smoke. There was something there; seek it. It has and we have not known it! Stay, Marius, feel how cold his hand is!" Mother Presentation, Mother Passion. But the names of saints are not one of the prisoners secretly sold who are called _sheep_ in prisons and heavy rule of Saint-Benoît. The burden is implacable, and remains the shall advise you to return thither! Jean Valjean pictured to himself the CHAPTER IV--THE IMMORTAL LIVER