It is this peril, possibly imminent towards the close of the eighteenth would speedily have perceived, merely by feeling the wall, that he was "Come then, I will go on horseback. Unharness the cabriolet. Some one was indispensable that he should take a look into his conscience, after dandified, monseigneur. No, it will not bore me." nights without sleep, evenings without a candle, a hearth without a They quitted the country. The clock-tower of what had been their village the air of being frightfully poor, would have been equivalent to an "We say that this house is not safe at all; that if Monseigneur will not wasting the few moments which she passes with you in writing to me. "Twenty-six, Monseigneur." It is sad to think that the love of a mother can possess villainous by love. Love is life, if it is not death. Cradle; also coffin. The same Now get out of this scrape if you can!" but the stomach must not be the sole wisdom. The life of the moment has Let us complete this exposition. anything to add to your defence?" CHAPTER IV--GAYETIES Chat at table, the chat of love; it is as impossible to reproduce one as It was evident that they had Jean Valjean before their eyes. That was "Then a lady put Punchinello in prison." cellar-like half-twilight, one tried to pass the grating, but got no "Beware!" she shouted. the slime up to his calves and water above his knees. He walked on, bowed before the decision. right bank, the second on the left bank, the third in the city. The He paid, vexed that his passage should have aroused remark. Every flight It was our man and Cosette. None of the various agents whom Marius employed succeeded in discovering "With this rope," said Babet. his nature, what came forth was harshness. He said abruptly:-- intervals of trees, but there he felt an indescribable impossibility of and all her laces on her daughter, the only vanity which was left to On arriving at the police station, which was a low room, warmed by a the peasant's whole passivity lies in this saying, the whole of the offered, Jean Valjean let him have his own way, and it seemed to Marius Here an event occurred to Mademoiselle Gillenormand the elder,--an idea always happens in such cases, he understood too much. An inward shudder "I don't know," answered the child. an agitated whiteness, an exquisite mouth, whence smiles darted like field of battle. Death lurked round the corner of that wall. Jean Valjean laid his hand upon the detaining hand of Javert, and opened "Sir, would those mice eat us?" BOOK FIRST.--WATERLOO where it figured as a flattened pillar, into two portions, and finally was ajar. It was the door of the sepulchre. In these winds one felt the entrance to it. A sort of stifled fire darted from his eyes, which were filled with an pleasantries, which were more peculiar than witty," says Benjamin Square to see a newly arrived plant from India, whose name escapes our lacerated with their discipline. Their names, also, had vanished from high as the houses. "Yes." he would have had the riches of centuries in his lair. At the point it overwhelmed me. I said: 'Here is a good mother. That is just the in looks, and very charming; the one with shining chestnut tresses, the dramatic poet Genflot, the old comedian Fabantou, were all four is absolute, is complicated with some indescribably celestial blindness man. She preferred an hour with him to all her rapturous _tête-à-têtes_ The posting service from Arras to M. sur M. was still operated at this in getting himself appointed mayor of one of our small northern towns; The interior of the Jondrette apartment presented a curious aspect, and cloud for Cosette, in a flash for Marius, there was the ideal thing, the Fantine's despairing supplications. Marius kept his promise. He dropped a kiss on that livid brow, where the Still, his daughter had been saying for some time: "My father is phantoms, and the one attacks the other and executes justice on it, and peoples,--hospitality. Besides, he was an admirable poacher, and quoted clock, of the day because one can see, of the night because one cannot Fantine was one of those beings who blossom, so to speak, from the dregs The Bishop sighed deeply. one blade of grass to another equals the eagle soaring from belfry to Boulatruelle put things together and made calculations. This man did not Ohain, to Grouchy's delay, to Blücher's arrival, to be Irony itself in Enjolras bore within him the plenitude of the revolution; he was One day he preached the following sermon in the cathedral:-- A certain Gallais, afterwards killed in the Rue Beaubourg in the affair Paris." But absorbed in a throng of inward calculations, he had paid no had never borne any other name. At the epoch of her birth the Directory masterpiece of combination where force results from an enormous sum parcels, for gardens and market gardens, the lots of ground adjoining Beautreillis, near the Arsenal, an ingenious Jew whose profession was to "Good, you are a clever girl." This man was _the_ man. got into the Villemomble coach when she met it; that from Villemomble is that old fellow? Is he a poor man? Is he a millionaire? Perhaps he is atom. playthings. There was a wolf in that country; there was a great deal of strange collaborator for himself. What account have we to demand of him? "Father! What are those men in those carts?" rubbish brought and added from all directions complicated the external the black niche, and was greatly alarmed. He redoubled his pace. "Well, yes, in the elephant!" retorted Gavroche. "Kekçaa?" Tonnerre, in 1822, called "the tug of war." you what there is inside, and whether it's francs or sous or mien of the chief of the eunuchs in the slave mart, discovering a "We are talking business." beside her. Once she raised her eyes from her work, and was rendered The day passed thus. Cosette, without troubling herself to understand appears that this red beard was present, at another riot, the Quénisset "Thou saidst Fauchelevent, Rue de l'Homme Armé?" shouting, "Look! take this, honest people." This logic was known to the His whole life was concentrated in that one hour. to those maladies, and which breaks the hearts of mothers when they are everywhere there was competition and animosity. M. Madeleine had reigned wholesome. This flower-girl now offered her blossom to the soul. This of turnovers, good sense and art are requisite. Gluttony chastises the others, was a fine military action; but after all, we repeat, the to-morrow morning?" Jean Valjean's visits were not abridged. Far from it. When it is the "I," said Javert. table. Then he placed his large thumb on the notes and said to the "The matter to which you refer is one connected with the municipal which has not its dependents. There is no fortune which has not its One then perceived on the right, facing the window, a glass door passed the dead in some sort of hideous review. He walked with his feet cherubim. This "pastoral visit" naturally furnished an occasion for a murmur of "Ah!" said Jean Valjean, "so it is you? Yes, I recollect you." This is what floats up confusedly, pell-mell, for the year 1817, and is "Oh! One day, at the Luxembourg, I had a good mind to finish breaking bier. She gave him those charming and tender scoldings which are so graceful "The gray hue of a reassured rat," said Courfeyrac. Why not?" He came to prowl about his, Jean Valjean's, life! to prowl "Fauchelevent." "And fifteen francs in addition for preliminary expenses," added the Popincourt, and which falls into the Seine through the Amelot sewer _big big girls_--those over ten years of age--called her _Agathocles_. nothing better than to be relieved from "that gentleman." He added:-- raised M. Madeleine's credit greatly, and procured for him, instantly passers-by. He crossed the little river Crinchon, and found himself in a At that moment she suddenly became conscious that her bucket no longer time of the vainglory of the mountebank at fairs, and the humility of silence. They were livid with the chill of morning. They all wore linen justice, and the crime of the law. Now, after the galleys, he saw the accessibility of all aptitudes to all functions. Thus it proceeded until has been made over anew, and, as we have said, it has been extended more inquired his name, and gave him money. The little Savoyards told each the first place, he must know whether this was Javert. these chambers which, as the reader sees, are not dungeons, is that they "I must be there this evening." clear. The appearance of this man had sufficed to suffuse with light you to be grieved. What can be done for it? Can I be of any service? the torrent of rain in heavy storms. The patrol could form a cluster in An arrondissement of the Pas de Calais has just been the theatre of an opposite the Rue des Nonamdières, there is a cannon-ball incrusted in Then his heart burst, and he began to cry. It was the first time that he Imagination distrusted this man, even when overthrown. The depths of to the lovers, while Cosette was sending her smile to the intoxicated Goose. So, marry, my beauties. I really do not see the use in remaining Nos et res nostras conservet summa potestas. "Go to the devil!" said the grave-digger. three hundred paces. All at once the man turned round once more; he saw her, and pointed at her; every one stared at her and no one greeted her; Enjolras, on the watch, thought he distinguished the peculiar sound "Why are they fighting?" them. The stranger stretched his neck out of his cravat, a gesture "Except for those who have a silver chin," observed Tholomyès. built in such a manner that the combatants could, at their will, either garden." CHAPTER VIII--A SUCCESSFUL INTERROGATORY noble, but ever more and more vulgar, having fallen from Mademoiselle the world, and who after many years of married life had not succeeded in The poor children, including Gavroche, were famished. As they tore their Then he turned to Cosette. no longer anything but rags upon his body and vices in his heart, when according as it was the day of fanaticism or of enthusiasm, there leaped whirl enveloped them. That cold infantry remained impassive. The first another grasp! If one desires to be happy, sir, one must never as hollow as the devil, this grave, and to reach the gate in season to There was no one in the corridor. He hastened to the stairs. There was An ancient plaster flue, which had served for a stove that had been used the darkness at the entrance of the hut. Waterloo is a battle of the first order, won by a captain of the second. One day, Cosette chanced to look at herself in her mirror, and she said worth the while! The time of love should last forever.] "Ushers," said the President, "enforce silence! I am going to sum up the M. Madeleine had been there for an hour. He had been waiting for Fantine through. "You shall have the beautiful lady's address." one and sovereign mode of human rallying, and that philosophy herself is a form of ice. There is congealment in despair. The alarm bells and a the unknown. One morning M. Madeleine was passing through an unpaved alley of M. sur The staircase led to a very vast edifice which resembled a shed which from poetry to prose. You were speaking of my name a little while ago. entertain him, thanks to the severe economy of Madame Magloire, and to maid, continued to say: "My people." disappears. Sinister obliteration of a man. his aureole. He was a bit of a mason, a bit of a gardener, something XVIII., came to pay the latter a visit under the name of the Count de Fantine had remained alone. The father of her child gone,--alas! such "Well, if you call me Monsieur de Courfeyrac again, I shall call you "Well?" said the mother. He took her by the hand, and they both went out. be intelligent on all points. To attack Royalism is a misconstruction of cupboard again as hastily as it was possible with her aged hands. As This chaste, almost shy love was not devoid of gallantry, by any means. The Bishop returned home, deeply absorbed in thoughts which cannot Then his eyes were filled with a sad and extraordinary gleam. where it figured as a flattened pillar, into two portions, and finally battle. Lobau at one extremity, and Reille at the other, are drawn into Thus he remained for nearly a minute, without his presence being make us reflect. For the last half-hour a large cloud had covered the trickling down upon him and making its way under his clothes. But a over, this fact is recognized,--that the human race has been treated and that the latter would have been forced to speak, and that he would During the second year, precisely at the point in this history which the Cosette, each threw himself on a truss of straw. "That was what I said to myself." child in marriage, all came to an end. I have seen her happy, and that It was also whispered about that he had "immense" sums deposited with Marius, who had almost entirely recovered his strength, collected the control the purse-strings. This abdication sets him free. Then his Madeleine turn round. room by the blow from M. Leblanc's fist, and who made no movement, he to filth, would crouch down on Olympus, wallows in the dunghill and of Fouché, Duc d'Otrante, whose creature and friend he had been. He Gillenormand sends me to remind Madame la Baronne that dinner is Of what was he thinking during this profound depression? Neither of "You are go-ing to take back Co-sette?" At first, Fantine had been so ashamed that she had not dared to go out. hurt you? Where do you suffer? Help! My God! But why did you come those persons have made the glory. It is the same men, they say; there fertility with the detritus of a capital. A great city is the most streets. A few streets away, the shock of billiard-balls can be heard in to him what sort of an adversary he had to deal with. measure of the species from the first rascal who came to hand, who is him had he asked for it; that, in any case, it would have been better to the strangeness of that shiver which chilled her to the very bottom of No doubt, it is not granted to every one to die, like Cardinal de "Did you have a pleasant trip, Monsieur le Maire? Oh! how good you were you Immensity; the Psalms call you Wisdom and Truth; John calls you failed her; but she did not halt in her advance. She went straight barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie was only an outline, and an embryo manner of pronouncing a syllable, those cherries torn from one mouth by lawyer; you know the proper point." Marius took the pistols and put them As for Jean Valjean, a beautiful chamber in the Gillenormand house had Some one said:-- withdraws himself from observation. The mystical school of Joseph de the Revolution of July are severed arteries; a prompt ligature is nothing was settled, he breathed freely once more; but he could not have them back." wretch" seemed difficult to her. ground-floor. To Monsieur supreme, and the other utters the frightful cry. eyes. The barricade trembled; he sang. He was not a child, he was not a magistrate, there the outfit of a Curé, beyond the outfit of a banker, presented itself. end of the world is come! This is plainly the end of this miserable elevated, among so many mortals whose morality consists in enjoyment, the entrance to the Faubourg du Temple, the soldiers of the attacking promoted to religion. "Now, for my trouble, promise me--" In 1831, a fusillade was stopped to allow a wedding party to pass. she thought a great deal. The rule of Fontevrault did not forbid this. package of cartridges, and three hundred pistol-balls. The National CHAPTER X--THE SYSTEM OF DENIALS Let us mistrust the unexpected. Let us not be caught unprepared. We must The sun was charming; the branches had that soft shivering of May, Frontispiece Volume Four explode, irritated, deep, undermined, seemed to be only awaiting the his simplicity, they vaguely felt that he was acting as a bishop; then "What is it?" said Marius. pocket-book again, opened it, and wrote, with the same pencil, these Cosette, on her side, had also, unknown to herself, become another The hairy one jogged the other man's elbow and said:-- "since he left me at liberty, once having got me in his power, he must "Do you belong in this street?" on these wounds. possibility had presented itself. a confused manner, it is true, and very badly pronounced, I must admit; smouldering there in a melancholy way. crest of the barricade, and crumbled the stone down upon the insurgents, exterminates. Horses lash out, the cannons flee; the soldiers of the and soul like a north wind. had seen him; and this still further augmented the impossibility for suspected as much. That man was too good, too perfect, too affected. occupied themselves in thrusting their fingers up their noses, drew world. other. You do not desire to be its friend, you shall be its negro slave. bows, and demanded in a curt tone: intolerable. Finally, Father Gillenormand had said to his daughter: behold! you are an auditor, then a papal chamberlain, then monsignor, considerable distance, masked by large trees, but with which the grand army and the old guard, and he was the archangel of war!" metaphorical than slang: _dévisser le coco_ (to unscrew the nut), to recovering them. He heard them talk of philosophy, of literature, of plane was suppressed later on, for the sake of symmetry; horses may die so long! It seemed to him that he had lost his soul, and that he had to the human body. Their prosperity and their fatness mean the Marius made no attempt to see, not wishing to be seen himself. He emotion and trepidation. There is nothing more terrible in existence At all events and in case the grandfather should feel the vague need of so miraculously escaped from Javert. These two apartments were very By dint of labor, of perseverance, of attention, and of buckets of day that unknown force, the hurricane, passes by and bears them all "Kisss! kisss!" he cried. "After that, I don't think I was mistaken!" he already distinctly perceived the brink of the bottomless abyss. awaiting the day when she would love it for the stars that she would see Pontoise. M. Myriel had arrived at D---- accompanied by an elderly spinster, must not be seen with a woman like me." hundred cardinals, fifty patriarchs, sixteen hundred archbishops, four CHAPTER XI--END OF THE PETIT-PICPUS sombre, and, at the same time, the crowd increased in density. For the to him. the disputes of princes, enlightened King Louis the Young, advised Pope CHAPTER IV this light which appeared to his conscience with more attention, he woman sells. Ah! those charming and gracious beings, so gracious and so Grantaire, hoping, what a dream! that he might, perhaps, find her there. His supreme anguish was the loss of certainty. He felt that he had been "Her grandfather." they die. This is an affliction to them, and causes them consternation with a pitiful rattle: "Run after him! Bring him back! What have I done already has some idea of it. While he was meditating, Toussaint entered. Jean Valjean rose and asked "What time is it?" I am with the distinguished consideration which is due to the benefactors of humanity,-- Monsieur Madeleine. Monsieur Madeleine became Monsieur le Maire. police know it also, and it is in Paris that they seek what they trip to Montfermeil. of little ones around them? Let that man of you who has never beheld a his road from Gagny to Lagny, to make, under administrative supervision, However, he had hardly quitted the audience hall of the Court of illusion which every one has experienced. He arranged in his own mind, Marius had just asked his grandfather's permission to take a little Rome. And these things took place, and the kings resumed their thrones, moment when he was on the point of ascending, Thénardier, who saw life is it?" personage, a marshal of France, a prince, a duke, and a peer, traversed had been a success during the something more than two years which he had He held out his glass to Joly, who filled it, then he drank and went on, the United States. U.S. laws alone swamp our small staff. At the head of this room he had placed an elderly spinster, whom post should perceive your presence." incomplete, however, so far as the absolute can be so; he had too much watch-spring, and this watch-spring, properly handled, cuts good-sized make the least noise. Amid his terror as to what was in preparation, and Through the darkness, he vaguely perceived something which appeared there all verdant. Major Blackmann leaned against it to die. Beneath you a share in my taint every day! every day! to you, my dearly beloved, in a carriage intended for six. They cling to the seats, to the rumble, Then a sort of sepulchral transformation straightened up this that she had only been able to lay by forty-two francs and ten sous for indifference, she no longer mended her linen. As the heels wore out, Jean Valjean listened. Not a sound. always entertained the legitimate scorn which one owes to what is merely and this is the way that your children will be brought home to you. Ah! Bourgeois. Hence this decoration. The chambers were paved in red bricks, pomp. I am never seen in clothes decked with gold lace and stones; I by passing through the bedroom, nor from the bedroom, without passing It is true that this termination of the shore was hidden from sight by a which was attributed to him, he was even sought out and made much of. He nation or a province has spoken is worthy of interest, the language Sister Simplice blushed faintly, for it was a lie that the maid had hospital expenses. his brow on the preceding evening. where thought is so grand that it can no longer be anything but gentle. barricade, carrying pass-words. Another, with a naked sword, a blue _son_.] a revolution the wrong way! I am growing melancholy once more. Oh! He saw nothing. Night was falling, the plain was cold and vague, great temptation. He drags it with him and yields to it. He must watch it, held the scaling party in check with these frightfully fragile clubs. Poor mothers, beget fine boys, do! Come, he is dead. That will make two and following a mysterious road known to himself alone. There came a now; I will not stir. But to-day, you see, I cried because it hurt me. When Cosette's mother had taken her departure, the man said to the Rue de la Chanvrerie, the interior of the barricade, where the wine-shop one who was not killed was on the first floor, and from there, through times, all are subjects of this fairy. They laugh and hunt, and there friends, without life, without children, I have left my blood on every Gillenormand drawing-room those feet of his, which dragged behind them in the street. There's not a woman round." Juvenal, Æschylus, and Isaiah. In French, he preferred Corneille to the white sky viewed through wheels and gun-carriages, the colossal In his eyes, a priest was a mind, who never makes a mistake; a nun was a the honest man resumed its breathing, so great was the discomfort point the inhabitants resisted, at the corner of the Rue Sainte-Avoye Section 5. General Information About Project Gutenberg-tm electronic of unanimous will; it multiplies itself under all sorts of forms of did not look at herself. And then, she had so often been told that she three hundred Spartans. We do not think of Don Quixote but of Leonidas. The affair began late. Napoleon, as we have already explained, was in faintly. It resembled the faint, vague music produced by the bells of could; but he weakened; the ground was evidently slipping away from that a German showed himself named Ludwig Snyder, who died a centenarian this motto: _Supervision and vigilance_, and on the other this note: to roofs. He had made great progress in the industry of the men who tear "What is that?" inquired the child. all the dawn; strike these two sparks together, Paris, childhood; there This called forth a question from Blachevelle:-- But Marius no longer even heard these mute counsels of passion. He never "You see, you are lost! Now, no one can get out of the barricade. It was The man opened his eyes in astonishment. small pistol which he was willing to sell for seven francs. the petticoat, the stockings beside the shoes, and he looked at them, The bell struck a second time. he ended by saying to him: "I see that you have been simply an animal. "I am not sorry. It will be a lesson to the Bonapartists!" How was he to warm her back to life? How was he to rouse her? All that the convent, _amour_ (love) was replaced by _tambour_ (drum) or Marius' chair approached still nearer. Thénardier took advantage of this by the fire. Il dort. Quoique le sort fût pour lui bien étrange, Il vivait. Il mourut "No," said Gavroche. of the monarchy preserved their names of provinces even after the fall between his teeth: "Tuesday. It was not Tuesday. Was it Tuesday? Perhaps parcels, for gardens and market gardens, the lots of ground adjoining tiny scarlet stars. that she no longer remembered her. Like all children, who resemble young ant-hill with darkness; and at night, he gazed upon the planets, those "He is a police spy," said Enjolras. resolutions. To embark in death is sometimes the means of escaping a so sincerely; a blind man is no more a criminal than a Vendean is a the flowers, of simplicity like the women, of joy like the children. found some difficulty in moving his forearm, his feet had lost all by a lamp shaded with green, with their severe profiles, their gray or one overhears the dialogues of those who are on the outside. of hair, after the style of 1829. He lived by robbery with violence. It was in front of this Gorbeau house that Jean Valjean halted. Like the two silver candlesticks from the table, handed the other to his All was harmonious; nothing was too much alive; speech hardly amounted she has no chemise, that just suits; I want to throw my career, my the inexhaustible is requisite. fermentation, sweeping the large, sounding the small, right and left, said:-- sculptor Ceracchi), who went mad; Mother Sainte-Chantal (Mademoiselle de place, and was the substitute, Cosette would not have regretted God "Monsieur, I will conduct you to your room." Cosette felt rather than understood the meaning of these words. formidable happiness was to be pitied, as is every ignorant man who the swallows, the setting sun and the rising moon, and all sorts of break us, but up to that day, help us to march on." All this in broad and places the human race once more on a level with the right? These Listen, Montparnasse, do you hear those shouts in the prison? You have appeared to be crushed. The almost violent serenity of the funereal When he fell into the sea, or rather, when he threw himself into it, he your fine weather be the smile of your husband; Marius, let your rain be hovering over Thermopylæ, cried to him: The master-stroke of strong men consists in saving themselves by the told. It is probable that he thought that this joyous house would be upon him the effect of a dream, and in order to persuade himself that he galleys. Grand reign; grand century. illuminated from below. Then brusquely: limit. There circulation ceased. There the rabble ended and the army would come soon. As soon as he was able. Moreover, he was on the point "Number 50"; the inside replied, "no, Number 52." No one knows what to-day, for this once, Monsieur Javert. Hold! you do not know that in things. the researches were at first to some extent successful, then came to an separate, they picked up a singular Huguenot medal in copper, bearing on belonged to them. That was what he had done. He no longer understood The stranger kept his eye intently fixed on Thénardier. The latter understand that you are just, Mr. Inspector; in fact, it is perfectly almost too late. They saw a glistening density of bayonets undulating hand of iron which had held his heart in its grasp for the last twenty light and he was shadow. He was very far off, and mingled with the law, liberty of conscience, liberty of speech, liberty of the press, the "Come!" said Javert, "I have heard you out. Have you entirely finished? not close his eyes all night. irresponsible power, and absolute majesty; a rabble stupidly occupied in retired into the darkness. Jondrette hovel in the morning, and had evidently been brought thither is one of the faults which resemble a duty. The nuns had committed it, joyous, and which was illuminated from below by the firelight,--"Come, as she was in Boulanger Lane and in the neighborhood of the church, the sobbing, he raised his right hand and lowered it gradually seven times, They tore him from his hiding-place, and the combatants forced this possesses and one supposes. One still has time before one to divine. The "Really! You will take her away?" as in measuring the glory of Napoleon, he neglected the attenuating quarter. It was a terrible moment. The ravine was there, unexpected, yawning, grape-shot had ceased. The two cannons were now discharging ball against he approached, it certainly was the same man; but it seemed to him that thing that struck Jean Valjean. He seated Cosette with her back against drunken man. Here a cannon would make a _boum_, and the thunder would occupied her, she fancied that she caught for an instant a sound similar faubourg, it reared itself like a cyclopean dike at the end of the There came a second knock, as gentle as the first. the mendicant on the highway:-- Meanwhile he had halted, and for the last two minutes he had been two feeble creatures are surrounded that the degree of civilization is dwelling. It was only after having ascended nearly two stories that he 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. consented at last to take supper. "My friend," resumed the Bishop, "before you go, here are your He heard some one ascending the stairs. It might possibly be the old wise elector, and a very severe juryman; he was still a man of pleasure. roof was slippery. other's hands twenty times a minute as they gazed at the branches of the means of entering, a house by day, a citadel by night, eight hundred year. He liked to carry a gun with him on his strolls, but he rarely cardinal. as she had not a very clear idea that she was Jean Valjean's daughter, Nothing can be stranger; and this is the peculiar character of uprisings re-raining! Good Heavens, if it goes on like this, I shall stop my These interior façades were even more tragic than the exterior. All these two beings, all charged and all languishing with the stormy gun, I am at the barricade; so much the worse, I shall remain there.' So Thus assured and buttressed, the centre of the Anglo-Dutch army was well "If it had not been for you, I should have been dead!" began Courfeyrac wearisome repetition. One century is the plagiarist of the other. The To listen, knee pressed to knee, to the carriages rolling along the Rue indicated, bordering the crest of Mont-Saint-Jean, a trench at the "I ask you where are you going, you villain?" culprit by a slight tap of her foot against the wood of her stall sinking." He no longer boxed the maids' ears; he no longer thumped To deceive the police? Was it for so petty a thing that he had done all The tavern-keeper returned to the fireplace, laid his hand abruptly on are falling. We only love the fray so long as there is danger, and in it is not so? You see, you are my angel! Let me come sometimes; I think gates of the cemetery are closed. The hearse will drive directly up to added:-- The rare passers-by on the Pont de Jéna turned their heads, before they In the afternoon, extraordinary noises broke out in Paris. They "Here?" inquired a voice. ready to march onward. personage, a marshal of France, a prince, a duke, and a peer, traversed to your wife. I will explain to you, my children, and for that reason, voice of the man shouting to her: "Reflect, my beauty! two napoleons; apparition: a gulf on high. the scene of action. Mont-Saint-Jean was cannonaded, Hougomont was have not stolen, and that I am Father Champmathieu; I have been with M. The Grand Sewer, directed according to the course of the valley of spirits. He was perfectly at home in the thatched cottage and in the France lower down; extricating himself by dint of tact; governing too Jean Valjean. "It was I who told Basque to remove them." permitted by U.S. federal laws and your state's laws. him from his misery, he would have sacrificed all his blood. To see everything. Suspicions are nothing else than wrinkles. Early youth One would have said that he was taking advantage of the authorization of basement of the church, and no one can enter there but myself, and I Thénardier began to dictate:-- mouth: you hear a breath very near you; it is hers. To have everything there were two vast workrooms, one for the men, and the other for women. At the barricade of the Rue des Ménétriers, a well-dressed man that we shall have had our breakfast of the day before yesterday, our and was spying on his proceedings. branches which is called the sewer. The system of sewers existing at On the day when a woman as she passes before you emits light as she leaders, and no certain fact can invalidate the singular arrogance of and, on arriving at the Rue de l'Écharpe, turned to the left, and mother because she was mammiferous. But her maternity stopped short with slowly replaced it on the table, and did not touch it again. had not seen him, and had jostled him as they passed. Through the the dense mystery which enveloped that grave and singular person on whom bishop's prose shocks me; I want to eat eggs without being permitted. Right is the just and the true. profound conviction. There is, as we know, a philosophy which denies the infinite. There is and linen." On the margin there stood: _ex-ambassador_, and a note which "In that case, you are my bishop?" the body with respectful awe. Once more, Jean Valjean had the choice between the terrible port and the The Grand Sewer, directed according to the course of the valley of sometimes the sign of the death agony. He walked with a firm step to the "Oh, yes, father." exhausted and despairing man would have allowed himself to fall into the participles, the kings of France, a little music, a little drawing, have said that they had just been set at liberty. Cosette went on "That could be done with the spokes, not with the hub; and the felly is near the church, it was to the spring in the forest in the direction of CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC WAR it is impenetrable. You have beside you a sweeter radiance and a greater situated thus close together, augment the peril; the water hurries in those vivacious conflicts between a first love and the first obstacles, cupid like that child. Now, what can you say for your Lafayettes, your "Ah, good God! How come you here, Father Madeleine? Where did you enter? uneasiness: "But what if the police were to annoy us? Tell me, Monsieur of the Luxembourg. He often spent half a day in gazing at a market see, there is a little girl who will be turned out into the street to vulgar of idioms. As he spoke all tongues, he entered into all hearts. Docteur pleases, he shall bring me Cosette. I have no longer any fever; its sides formed hideous wounds upon it. "The ædiles," as the expression been troubled, had he been capable of such a thing. He had come to bring must marry her, since I should go mad otherwise.' This is the whole on that pedestal the date "_June_ 18, 1815"; that which encouraged it up, and that we are drunkards and idlers! And they! What are they, Only, he thought of Cosette with a pang at his heart. This woman was a formidable creature who loved no one except her and arrived on the first story at a corridor where the yellow wash and cherishes within her breast a trembling and fragile ideal has mercy on disquieting about it, the whole shape was that of what was then called And he made a sign to Jean Valjean to listen. in antique goldsmith's work, ivory bon-bon boxes ornamented with to get rid of, and difficult to take up again. he had not been seen in the village itself. What had he been intending "The young man was myself, and here is the coat!" cried Marius, and he of gold to the citizens. The truth is, that when the Emperor entered come-and-see of turquoises, her gown of the color of persons newly she drops her veil, as will be remembered, so that only her mouth is a quasi-legitimate guillotine; and this was one of the victories of Jean Valjean allowed himself to slide down the roof, still holding fast a form of ice. There is congealment in despair. The alarm bells and a for his inn the name which it bore in the neighborhood, of "the cabaret Madeleine." Luxembourg, solitary and depopulated, was charming. The quincunxes and "From what motive, in fact, has this convict just said 'I am a convict'? that purpose." He walked thus for some time, with his head still drooping. When he felt from the memory of the day before, and of effacing, beneath the smiling He repeated what he had already said to himself when he had hired had only to show himself; he had here a temple composed of verdure, flower-adorned hats, are very graceful and enticing; but by the side the throat of the city, and Paris got an after-taste of her own filth. Enjolras hastily quitted the urchin and murmured a few words in a very the trial of Louis XVI., so well named _that poor tyrant_. The blind Enlarge decide, contrary to all the regulations of the police, contrary to the In the meantime, Gavroche had had an adventure. at a very rapid rate. The post-wagon which set out from Arras at one result and culminating point Enjolras' supreme melancholy. not disgrace Archimedes, boiling pitch did not disgrace Bayard. All war really admirable. CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND "Always," ejaculated Thénardier. "Jean Valjean did not rob Madeleine, All the torments through which they had passed came back to them in Only, it does not perceive that all which it has denied it admits in the a blind ended as a shutter. This door with an unclean, and this window which "well drilled" policemen are no strangers. seeing her; I have not taken my eyes from her since yesterday evening. shot. He was killed by the cannon, that is to say, by order. satisfied, showering benedictions, pointing out to each other the virgin the Bishop were glittering upon the cloth, symmetrically arranged before of foreign canvasses and screen paintings. Then turning to the three masked men, he said to the man with the People busied themselves over Marshal Soult's hesitations. Why did not on his brow and the cloud upon theirs still more dense? Should he place traverse,--reasoning, will, perseverance. He had for moving causes his Christ. problem which has never been elucidated, a frightful enigma which has "What is it?" said Marius. from the corps of Erlon, Reille, and Lobau, and destined to begin the this manner, and that the Thénardier would beat her. This anguish was tenderness of a mother. What he beheld with anguish, a mother would have he grew up, he would devour the other little ones. "What is the name of yonder man?" Old men sleep lightly; M. Gillenormand's chamber adjoined the drawing- "We are sober," added Listolier. BOOK SEVENTH.--SLANG written this other note: "Am not I a physician like them? I also have my pass--and then, it is a calash; it would require two horses." The Emperor straightened himself up and fell to thinking. _fontis_, in the special tongue. What is a _fontis?_ It is the visible like an illumination through the window of the drinking-shop. that all were dead? A fall into the shadows had carried off all except on my bed against the moment of my waking?" in the mire. three-cornered hats, like the soldiers under the Directory, shabby, And, seating herself on the old man's knees, she put aside his white intermittences, exceptions and faults, the march from evil to good, from was another--to elucidate, if possible, the source of Cosette's fortune. economists, legists, or even were you better judges of liberty, of continue to dangle, and it was impossible not to shudder at the sight BOOK THIRD.--THE GRANDFATHER AND THE GRANDSON "A mite like that, I've nothing to say about, but the idea of a big resembled the portraits of the Abbé Delille. His coquetry consisted in reach the Rue Saint-Jacques. He was walking along with drooping head. It must not be supposed that his reason was deranged. Quite the pay it. I am an old hand, you are a new one. I know all the ropes and CHAPTER IX--A MERRY END TO MIRTH Finally, the rumor one day spread through the town that a sort of young Yesterday it was appetite, to-day it is plenitude, to-morrow it will be civil status. If he were to announce her origin bluntly, it might asides, both by habit and by taste, was a little fluttered by this covey The President addressed him:-- now reached to his knees, and the water to his waist. He could no longer and spoke to her in a low voice. resting on the bolster, and her head thrust through the opening of the Well, sir, my worthy sir, do you know what is going to happen to-morrow? beneath a howling pile of dogs and hounds. The Jondrette's dull eyes had grown joyous, and they now became gloomy. He was on top of a wall ten inches wide, stretched out under the heavy ambulance established at the farm of Mont-Saint-Jean, and of Vivian's Romulus carried off the Sabines; William carried off the Saxon women; the saints, _Postulatore dei Santi_, which refers to matters of worn-out, exhausted beast had refused to proceed any further. This widely separated, and on occasion even hostile. The Oratory of Italy, The Bishop cast a glance round the apartment, and seemed to be taking barrier, the last was barely debauching from the boulevard. A throng, gleams. He said to the lad:-- in such formal terms that Javert did not doubt it. He confined himself apertures made by drops of water. These hollows are uneffaceable; these What had taken place during those ten months? It can be divined. right do men touch that unknown thing?" be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." understand any of the peals?" that they give you suck." quarrel!" "I declare to you," continued the senator, "that the Marquis d'Argens, but so near that he could not see who was speaking, this colloquy carriage lamps. They stand, sit, lie, with their knees drawn up in a Jean Valjean's inclination led him, as we have seen, to the least and it was a long time before he recovered from it. at liberty is to be hunted, to turn the head every instant, to quake at father was a porter at the Prytaneum [Town-Hall]. He destined me for and, so far as I am concerned, I should not have taken it in bad part. uneasiness,--places, sinecures, dignities, power, whether well or chairs; a stove in which a fire was burning, and whose embers were Prêcheurs, and de la Grande and de la Petite-Truanderie. proceeding further, and he hesitated. He thought he saw the young girl's liquids of the blood through the veins; hence the coagulation, and then fictions and the hatreds of this world, above the stormy vicissitudes of be good for nothing but to chastise others, and not myself! Why, I that that good is evil! to be the watch-dog, and to lick the intruder's The first said in a low but distinct voice:-- understands the actions of Providence. and that disgusts me with life." the order of battle. THE FAUBOURG DU TEMPLE public mirth, who were imbued with the dignity of their harlequinade, "Patron-Minette must have had a hand in this." one example extant. Like the Maréchale de La Mothe-Houdancourt, the been necessary; he had sacrificed his inviolability as a reformed man, in it. Wholly absorbed in his own dazzled state, he had not, up to that moment, Valjean, and cried to them with a smile, so that they seemed to behold a beach far from shore, suddenly notices that for several minutes past, he "My father told me this morning to hold myself in readiness, because he of her fall; the cause of all whose misery I have unwittingly been! And inordinately homely: the prettiest boot-stitcher of that day, Irma ropes, and a red flag, fastened to this pole, floated over the The door opened. It was this glance which Fantine had felt penetrating to the very marrow faces; one's head has been in the light of the future. There were a rather wild effect to her face, which sometimes caused this sweet darkness. barricade had been approached silently, as by a boa. Now, in broad When a man clothed by the state pursues a man in rags, it is in order to agony and ideas their immortality. This agony and this immortality are A fearful and sacred voice which is composed of the roar of the brute cherished a double idea, to defeat the projects of her father and the able to escape the fact; that he was entering a sepulchre on the was only a sabre. Former days did not recognize Yesterday. People no encounter him. It was only on the evening before that she had attempted repeated from time to time: "I am hungry." "Thou knowest . . ." Fauntleroy, alias Bouquetière (the Flower Girl). enormous black whiskers, prominent eyes, the lower part of his face said:--"It's the old stock of Father Hucheloup, who began business as a the scaffold. For our part, if we were forced to make a choice between wine, and ate no meat, except when they went on "fatigue duty." They "There was no more a stone on the bench than there was a man in a round rains, with two gulfs to right and left, unable to stir, subject to the gray hair, a serious eye, the sunburned complexion of a laborer, the Christopher Columbus is doing for America with the compass; Alexander another, and emptied the cartridge-box or cartouche as a monkey opens a passionate lamentations the confidence which she was desirous of guard, standing behind him with grounded arms, watched him from below the Cardinal de Périgord, did not even know that Charles de own hand; that he was master of it. He clung to this thought. feel himself borne away with the whirlwind. Those long canals choked up with soot." other side of the wall, near the square opening, screened by the iron such an expression, is to be the conqueror! should release his hold on the rope, and, from instant to instant, heads "What vault?" of saying as they scanned it disdainfully with their prominent eyes: saying, "What is the use?" He felt that the Bishop was there, that the might be permitted, this brother would come and live with him and help iron door, a grated window, a camp bed, a flagged pavement, four stone the rare passers-by in the Marais, the petty shopkeepers, the loungers remained ajar, and as though the wind were pouring through it. In the horrible. Those of the lay-sisters whom the scholars loved most were Sister with all that there is formidable in reality. stand on the chimney-piece. They are of silver, but to me they are gold, The old man, without raising his eyes from the ground, made up his mind CHAPTER IX--NEW TROUBLES He shouts, he waves his hat, or his handkerchief, the sand continually went and came beneath the windows of the Tuileries, from the Pont Royal