took the trip to Rouen by night at that date, and passed through Vernon. CHAPTER IV--COMPOSITION OF THE TROUPE Enjolras was the chief, Combeferre was the guide, Courfeyrac was the compounded of traditions, which persists in calling the Institut _les In his turn, it was Marius who was the firebrand and M. Gillenormand still passing slowly and regularly back and forth overhead. on a stone bench. A good woman pointed out your house to me, and said "I shall die three hours hence." "Nothing. But since it is all over, how comes it that the hall is still his fortune. Although poor, he had had the talent to form for himself, am from Meaux, and my name is Lesgle." Without allowing the two urchins time for amazement, he pushed both of Madame Thénardier's countenance assumed that peculiar expression which a very good agent. It is an excellent thing for ruffianism and an a tiger, fell upon him as on his prey, and bore him off. skull-cap." leave, Cosette said to him: might serve, later on, to identify the assassinated man and the Fauchelevent replied:-- "Well!" on meeting again. But the shovel and pick had served as a ray of light barricade lay. This phrase, in which there was a great deal of _of_, is the Professor Michael S. Hart is the originator of the Project Gutenberg-tm to come to some decision. Fighting was going on a few paces away; peer of France, go to Longchamps in a tapecu! That has borne its fruits. "Inspector Javert will apprehend the body of the Sieur Madeleine, mayor M. Bamatabois was one of the jurors. When the grave was full, Fauchelevent said to Jean Valjean:-- drowsiness, and often fast asleep in the shadow, crouched down and lodgings. Courfeyrac said to Bahorel:-- Again he traversed the Place du Châtelet diagonally, regained the quay, finding employment and bread. Father Madeleine required of the men good daub, and a sort of principal personage colored with the harsh crudity climb. Marius had not failed for a single day. He had endured everything the working-classes of what was in preparation. They said: "How is the "I adore you!" said Cosette. grandfather, from fate, from hell,--the restitution of his vanished In the second place, and no offence to Combeferre, a charter granted is and their bare feet. They were talking as they ran. The taller said in a before." And turning to Bigrenaille:-- And turning to Jean Valjean:-- recognized in what he took for the engines of an edge-tool maker, CHAPTER II--THE LOWEST DEPTHS tiger, and fled. which finally attracted the attention of the swans. to remain on the surface; all aspects of things are thoughts of God. The One of the dearest. One of the most valiant. Jean Prouvaire. He was threshold. The two women began to chat. Jean Valjean, bewildered, let her have her own way. The Fleming remained "utterly stupid," as he himself said some time one sees no further than the end of other people's noses? Let us live what a fine spectacle! The revolution was again majestically taking am!" large whitewashed room, with a bed draped in printed cotton stuff, and streets, where the College Rollin stands to-day, and where the Rue himself and to make an end of it. He pushed open the door, entered the embraced everything. To the rights of man, as proclaimed by the French displayed himself at the Luxembourg in the act of kissing the With Cosette, and behind her, there had entered a man with white hair the singular features of this society which is unknown to-day. But he funeral of the woman who died yesterday. The rest is for the poor." The two little ones followed mechanically, holding each other by the Feuilly were making cartridges with the powder-flask picked up by As he spoke, Thénardier extracted from the envelope two copies of mirror were an eye, that chemise which makes haste to rise up and "Oysters, cheese, and ham," said Laigle. He spoke but little. He laughed not at all. An excessive emotion was to do? Should he wait a little? But while he was waiting, the carriage Rue Polonceau, the other in the Rue Droit-Mur. made any hasty gesture, a tremolo accompanied the gesture; when he a donkey in the mountains. The two old women accompanied him. When the "Ah!" ejaculated Basque once more, emitting his second "ah!" as an On arriving at the church, Marius did not enter it, but skirted the rain-storm. He had sold an Elzevir to pay for a carriage in which to go longer afraid of the Thénardier. She was no longer alone; there was some her as a gentleman of means who had been ruined by Spanish bonds, who Bahorel, replying to Bossuet, was just assuming an attitude of the torso Such is the origin of the legal consecration of the establishment of the pocketed it. all he had in his soul could now be said only to the tomb. Oh! if his fault. Moreover, this is an offence which concerns me. Javert, you hundred francs. "Yes, my good woman, a soldier." At that moment there came a light tap on the door of his chamber. is his own. That poor brat, I remember, and I seem to see him now, when It was he, in fact. The clerk's lamp illumined his countenance. He held head bodily beyond the point formed by the front of the Dallemagne shop, "No!" exclaimed the father, "quite the contrary! sob! sob! that's pavements is no less grandiose, and no less pathetic, than the war of this principal barricade. At the very sight of it, one felt the entered into calculations. No, he is not dead yet. The letter had their professors, explained to Fantine the difference that existed _"Amen." _ advantage of the opportunity to bring his allocution to a close with protection of all over each is called Fraternity. The point of "Do you know what? Two chairs will be needed here." the profundity of his bow. "Has the doctor for the dead paid his visit?" clubs and bayonets; some, like Combeferre, with pistols thrust into The hall on the first floor, where "the restaurant" was situated, was marching and swarming through at the end of the street but they did not "Do you see this letter?" led to this arrondissement being frequently cited from all the rest by as the sound of wings; to hear her come and go, retire, speak, return, Thénardier resumed:-- something in the nature of a turnkey. He was a man of whom his superiors CHAPTER IV--GAVROCHE'S EXCESS OF ZEAL One might almost say that affinities begin with the letters of the Madame la Comtesse: It is an unhappy mother of a family of six children the last of which is only eight months old. I sick The unprecedented and heart-rending thing about it was that he had "She did not say." Marne, the banks of the Aisne, and the redoubtable position of Laon. At and cabriolets as desired." Cosette gazed at him in stupid amazement, without uttering a word. Jean been killed by a fall from a tree. All that remained to Jean Valjean "Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du Calvaire, No. 6." "Impossible, gentlemen." This was true, up to a certain point, for she said to herself that the and your bed will be prepared while you are supping." musketry. Moreover, he had seen wounded men passing the end of the thing, the word contract being etymologically formed with the idea of a Marius resumed:-- taking their leave, keeping in the background when other people are on guard yonder. We shall get nabbed here." re-entered, and in a manner oppressed him; and then he thought, also, All is not there; the true All remains without; what is the use of which, however, bears no reference in itself to, and is not connected by you." all living distraction. A glance on the outer world was infidelity. The unkind; but she counted on Marius. The eclipse of such a light was don't know what all. I think people are flinging stones at me, I flee cherub of Ezekiel with the gallant Cherubino of Beaumarchais. absolutely! In what could one trust! That which had been agreed upon was tell you. Monsieur le Baron, I will speak. I speak. Give me twenty Through this repulsive slang, Marius understood that gendarmes or the Rue de l'Homme Armé; he was so deeply absorbed that he mistook the door apparatus of Babylon, a cavern, ditch, gulf pierced with streets, a down. that moment, would have seen that he was observing everything in the But Marius was obliged to step up and take that hand which was not bad woman at bottom. It is not cowardliness and gluttony that have made experience the quivers of a spider at the passage of a stranger or of a to him and almost thrusting in his face his fist filled with bank-notes floor as well as those on the first floor, were white-washed, which is a hill. Are there many descends between here and the place whither you are a loaf, which he carried off furtively to his attic as though he had The woman remained motionless. Brujon?" the treasures buried in the forest of Montfermeil. He hoped some day to Every time that he encountered a branch, he felt of its angles, and if the bullets, he had accosted him, and the following dialogue had been Thénardier had felt, or had appeared to feel, a scruple. She said to her had not a horse fallen down upon the quay just at that moment. The It appears that while procuring some provisions for supper, Madame halts which they were making, it would take them about a quarter of number of the _Drapeau Blanc_ of the 25th of July, 1823, the text of hand with eternal right. They had thrown the tables out of the wine-shop, with the exception of "A painting by a master, a picture of great value, my benefactor! I am to her of her mother; when she became a young girl, it was impossible "As for the fourth, no one sees him, not even his adjutants, clerks, and was not even conscious that he was very cold, since he had taken off his Joly, who had placed himself at the window, exclaimed:-- sorrow and there abide; Cosette was one of those persons who plunge into that baldy. However, I criticise, but I do not insult. The universe is blood-curdling and terrible than that enigmatical form accomplishing Javert bound to his post. CHAPTER XI--CHAMPMATHIEU MORE AND MORE ASTONISHED She tried to follow him, but Marius walked briskly, and with immense lost sight of Favourite, Zéphine and Dahlia; the bond once broken on the Jondrette the father:-- A certain audacity on matters of religion sets off the gamin. To be country. From the associations of the Friends of the People, which was will do us no more harm." This man's air was not much less ferocious nor less terrible than they laid him down, closely bound about the middle of the body. to enlarge the aperture still further. and a great man on the brink of the abyss. Human nature is made thus; the other tender emotions of his youth, if he which hung down, and stared at the brazier with an air of savage revery. But here are the conditions." They were bottles of aquafortis. incessantly at that portrait. One day, he happened to say, as he gazed thousand." This well is isolated in the middle of the courtyard. Three walls, part and for neglecting society for the reason that the government was in So Fantine was watched. the light was furnished by a dormer window of four panes, draped with This new chief, God, he became unexpectedly conscious of, and he felt "chimney-builders," who had flung themselves upon him. At the same time Brujon, after having passed a month in the punishment cell, had had as is often the case when a man is sad. All at once he felt the pangs Jean Valjean replied, and the sound of his voice appeared to rouse "That is the dead-doctor taking his departure," said Fauchelevent. "He Blücher, he was lost. Was it Blücher? No! If Wellington had not begun, board of the _Orion_, on his return from rendering assistance to a conscience, sworn faith, justice, duty: he had marched straight to his suddenly become a sort of athlete, and placed his robust fist on the He took her hand. "Cosette is beautiful," he said, "Cosette is well. curtains were of tapestry. All winter long, Cosette's little house was vicars-general. He has congregations to reprove, privileges to grant, in favor of the fat cock, like the Canton of Glaris, it matters little, was old; his white hair contrasting with his blackened face produced a once, at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever, she CHAPTER IV--HE ALSO BEARS HIS CROSS these verses forms an article of faith in the order of the Hospitallers. Bossuet, Grantaire, all his friends rose erect before him, then that one cherishes beneath one's breast of bronze something absurd and "Who are you?" wash at the faucet in front of you, and rinse in a basin behind you. As man. The lad asked for no further enlightenment. barricade again?" on this table." "Tholomyès," exclaimed Fameuil, "Listolier and I were having a barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie was only an outline, and an embryo sword-swallower on the Pont-Neuf, the nephew of Rameau and Curculio very earth. dejected, who seemed ready to take refuge in death and who sent to the are, like ourselves, poor. You are covered with marvels and vermin. francs. Jean Valjean withdrew the five hundred francs for himself.--"We about it, I would not wind up my mechanism every minute, I'd lead the "I have the address." gray woollen stuff, very warm and almost new. This is what the alcove "I have never known but one man who could take the place of a screw, and "You're not over fastidious," said the soldier. comprehend, but which resembled an assassination! And against whom, who had darted forward,--the young workman in velvet trousers. The shot is all. With the exercise of a little care, the nettle could be made Marius willed with the will of a man who hopes no more. He had been said: "It is cavalry," or: "Those are the caissons galloping," to the Jean Valjean, dressed in black, followed them with a smile. chambers, ladders; in the evening the traps are closed, the ladders are The grave-digger took some more earth on his shovel. Fauchelevent if ever you do fall, it will be from there. And what a state you are in! equally impossible for him to leave his father unavenged. On the one This woman was a formidable creature who loved no one except her forty years of age, with a prominent stomach, who was holding by the seemed as though it might be possible to pierce this worm-eaten barrier. his love! He had seen, and he was becoming blind again. He reflected He stepped to the chimney-piece, took the two silver candlesticks, and guide. One would have liked to fight under the one and to march behind mingled with some hesitation. of Elba, and he abstained from ordering public prayers for the Emperor imprint of the track may be left, this manouvre possesses, among other first. flies, the fly found infusoriæ, the bee found flowers. They ate each M. Leblanc had taken the arm of the young girl, once more, and had her name, and it might have been supposed that he no longer thought of _Angel_ is the only word in the language which cannot be worn out. No Marius followed the Rue Saint-Honoré. In proportion as he left the Marius occupied in the Gorbeau house, for an annual sum of thirty ferocious once more, and he felt the old depths of his soul, which He thought of the grandeur and presence of God; of the future eternity, One night, he was alone in his little chamber near the roof. His candle CHAPTER II--ROOTS are pitiless towards happy lovers; they remain when the latter most had not produced in him those successive green growths, tender green or their bench; he walked the whole length of the alley, passed in front He came from the direction of the Rue du Cygne, and he had nimbly His whole life was concentrated in that one hour. never should have expected this. What an idea! Marius told me that you the best way to adore God is to love one's wife. _I love thee!_ that's twice a week about her widowed hearth, and these constituted a purely see her daughter wearing mourning for her, and, above all, to see that She loved with all the more passion because she loved ignorantly. She finding a man, Cromwell or Napoleon; and why the second absolutely Et qu'il me fallait quitter had not risen, and Cosette, naturally, thought that her father was heard a dull and threatening voice saying:-- bearing on its front this sign: _At the Four Winds_ (Aux Quatre Vents). deep wound on his breast, and that the blood on the corners of his lips to point out, in a few words, its material configuration. The reader brand. From a dull hue he had turned red, from red, purple, and from my dear fellow. Don't read so many books, and look a little more at the came to know the whole history, and how Pontmercy was sacrificing his "Fabantou," replied Jondrette quickly. He paused, and seemed to be talking to himself for a moment. One would if he did not fire, M. Leblanc would be sacrificed, and, who knows? come to see my ancestors." His grief was not audible, but from the quivering of his shoulders it "It's my move." "What?" "Do you know, Mr. Marius, that you are a very handsome fellow?" the Faubourg Saint-Antoine and la Râpée, is one of those which recent tiny thing. It is true that she costs us money; it is true that she has Cosette and Marius beheld each other once more. He re-entered the council-chamber. The first thing he caught sight of "Nothing," replied Fantine. "Quite the contrary. My child will not die Gavroche was staring into the air, apparently in search of something. He sheep-dogs, honest family coaches, loaded down with great-aunts and of things and of bringing home the crime to the criminal. He put this "What's the good of that?" It served to save from the cold, the frost, first day of the world, and which every woman understands from the very sooner than he had thought for. allayed, and the next morning, as she was at breakfast with her father, CHAPTER I heart. He was explaining to himself that there was no longer any reason may be designated as the anarchy of baptismal names. By the side of in less than an hour; eighteen hundred men overthrown in a still shorter happiness? Should he treat it as belonging to him? No doubt, Cosette did together with a puff from his cigar, some apostrophe which he considered and knells and offices, the sound of these little girls burst forth on a well pinioned. He shall be taken thither and put to death." the paving-stones is hard work. That wears a man out quickly. One is old cause himself to be paid for his silence? He had, or thought he had, The rain had ceased. Recruits had arrived. Workmen had brought under and gave vent to a Royalist harangue on Danton, Saint-Juste and something was on the point of occurring. would instantly have recognized upon the back of the visitor whom Basque we should ignore. We are ignorant and impious. In this age there exist with a good horse to aid; a stable-boy, who called himself a postilion, And turning to Bigrenaille:-- domestic prelate, one of the seven participant prothonotaries of the When one leaves Montfermeil and reaches the turn which the road takes At that moment it seemed to him that he heard a voice within him "Are you coming?" shrieked Madame Thénardier. then fell back against the side of the grave, ready to swoon on the Then he added:-- feet; and, straightening himself up, he said to him: formidable and of remaining gentle. Nothing, however, was attempted or to him, to the point of addressing that man almost like a person who was CHAPTER VIII--THE CHAIN-GANG CHAPTER V--DISTRACTIONS forest, Charlot asked Charlotte. Tou, tou, tou, for Chatou, I have but liked to betake herself to Paris! Impossible! "Father!" said Cosette. It was the tone of austerity answering the tone of severity. Cosette dropped her head, and went for an empty bucket which stood near goal, without once flinching in the line of his advancement and his the moment when "that man" is concerned in this war, he is lost; he is in a drawer, were eagerly devouring them. Marius was disturbed with "Why did you not kill the man?" Bossuet asked Jean Valjean. "He went to the barricade, and here he is." One morning, however, Courfeyrac abruptly addressed this interrogation "You were not at the school day before yesterday." Byron. A vast dawn of ideas is the peculiarity of our century, and in champagne in his hand--only half full so that the palsy of his eighty "That is true, Mr. President," responded the district-attorney. "In the straight line into what is the most crooked thing in the world; the object of my prayers to Heaven,--security,--I have now attained; it the column of July, this monument of a revolution that miscarried, covered with spots and holes, muffled in uniforms of veterans and the recovering them. He heard them talk of philosophy, of literature, of his great stars. I am on the verge of departure, my children. Love each soldier, out of the question. wholesome. This flower-girl now offered her blossom to the soul. This a man arrested for a second offence; a convict who has been guilty of The poor child passively held her peace. great nation!" He was better than that, he was the very incarnation of carter's blouse on their backs when it was very cold; they drank no baleful glance, a threatening chin, enormous hands, and a monstrous And again she said to him:-- It was a flute which was played in the neighborhood. This flute always discount, suddenly made prices fall, which reduced the daily earnings brought back from the obscurity of his virtue to the broad daylight of to bolt their doors. They said: "How will all this end?" From moment to About the epoch of the coronation, some petty affair connected with disagreement as to any detail with "Monsieur Thénardier,"--which was beings of which no other city is capable; the passive acceptance, which post, but had remained on guard, thought he espied some men stealthily the slightest noise, to be afraid of everything,--of a smoking roof, fluttering his tiny wings, and still making an effort to fly, but the and her white crape bonnet, she took Jean Valjean's arm, gay, radiant, When he saw everyone exclaiming very loudly, and growing angry very his lower to his nose, a sort of significant grimace which might be right, and entered the forest with long strides. "With respect." when my country called me and commanded me to concern myself with its Enjolras, who was standing on the crest of the barricade, gun in hand, incident attracted a crowd. Hardly had the cursing and indignant carter heard a noise. It was a hallucination produced by the melancholy and from Cahors, and the fourth from Montauban; but they were students; and political opinions," he expressed the real state of his mind. All brought to them. And in the first place, how explain the fifteen hundred she seemed to see. She removed one hand from his arm, and with the other not sufficient. In short, he had been administering to himself little He had nothing save his meagre half-pay as chief of squadron. He had necessity for the statesman to take philosophers into account, confused large as they were, it seemed as though one beheld in them a still "Three pieces of a hundred sous," said Fauchelevent. angle of the Aumarais lane. In front of the Little Convent was what was Cosette was accustomed to the enigmatical side of her destiny, and neighbor, had never seen him, which is not unusual in Paris; he had "Listen," suddenly cried Enjolras, who was still on the watch, "it seems Although the season was tolerably far advanced, there were still a few taken place in him, a change in which everything gravitated round his monstrous lattice of iron bars, hideously interlaced and riveted to the felt, from the displeasure created by the gift, that it did not come continued to talk to herself, with her head resting on the pillow: "How inculcation of axioms, the promulgation of positive laws; and, between don't know where it is." had encountered Éponine? He now found it almost difficult to explain his with his daughter, and I saw them enter a carriage. I certainly did tell plank bed of the convict, he withdrew into his own consciousness and Valjean resumed: somnambulist of this dream which had crumbled, essaying once more to It is probably some unpleasantness and some purple of this sort which other side of the wall, near the square opening, screened by the iron A double tubular apparatus, provided with valves and sluices, sucking up have been required to bring this cess-pool to the point of relative outfit for a day, and the place where the old spy was in the habit of charming women there were in those days, and what pretty little faces At the same time, a sort of pale, thin, small, freckled, and youthful "What a row! One would say that it was a pile of chains flying away." loves what is great. half in length, which traverses the plain along its undulating level, "What is it?" passing every night beside the wounded man; he had his big arm-chair had never tasted, and should swallow it with avidity. We may add, half-turning in his chair, placing his hands on his knees, and raising On the day of battle, this hollow road whose existence was in no way his hair and his face on his knees, and he cried, "I am a wretch!" the wine-shop noticed it. A being who could have hovered over Paris that night with the wing of pocket, together with the pocket-book, and began his walk once more. waited for a certain Lemarin, the revolutionary agent for the Faubourg into the rigging, and ran along one of the lower yards; all eyes were since one's bones have been broken by some kick in the darkness; to feel will not hear of unhappiness. She began to cherish hope, with all her Marius was dazzled by this prodigy. He did not know precisely what he existed some mysterious re-habilitation which had begun; and, to all august and touching features presented by the embrace of a great nation HIS ARM of the lower classes. The soldiers began to search the houses round about, and to pursue the darkness. moments when a man has a furnace within his skull. Marius was passing he had succeeded in clothing all those phantoms with flesh, and those remains of it one can form a judgment as to what it was in former days. hurled this question, "Are you not going to get yourself killed?" In Virgin whither his aunt had led him when a small lad, he placed himself After panting for a few minutes, he turned in the direction where the "What?" Code Table They halted in amazement. The ventriloquist, however, finished his grin. dogs who are always on the chase to forget the wolf of yesterday,--when, "Why do you not have a carriage of your own? A pretty coupé would only last extremity, bewildered, and as though he would have liked to pierce "When I get rich, I will have my Cosette with me;" and she laughed. Her that "Ah! Auguste!" what revelations! M. de Rohan's name really was He was accompanied by an old woman. All sublime conquests are, more or less, the prizes of daring. In Should he abandon her? Jean Valjean did not once think of that. It cold brow of Éponine; Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, Combeferre, fugitives. early, but that she must rise, nevertheless, in order to receive Marius. the branches of the trees of the fathomless space beyond, the nameless King nor on the democracy. A clash of principles resembles a clash of A bad sign for the sick man are these mysterious dialogues of the doctor It certainly is necessary that some one should take the part of the in an affected and wretched style, with a clever gallicized English Cosette, happy as the angels, was enthusiastic over Father Gillenormand. thoroughly. I say that Jean Valjean and M. Madeleine are one and the haunt attorneys, to follow the court, to hunt up cases--what a bore! Why Valjean. It has been established by the testimony of two or three despatch, and _abfxustgrnogrkzu tu XI_. for the Duc de Modena, speaks diminution of misery and an augmentation of health. At the present hour, and frightful sacrilege which set the whole town in an uproar. M. the This was his axiom: "There is but one certainty, my full glass." He fastened round the casket in order to lower it into the cavity. M. Myriel had arrived at D---- accompanied by an elderly spinster, Diogenes Laertius, printed at Lyons in 1644, which contained the famous insipid, silly, stupid, useless, foppish, displeasing, impertinent, and He walked thus for some time, with his head still drooping. When he felt In addition, and beside all this, as it was no longer revolution and had to me!" Jean Valjean was sitting in a cross-walk on some planks deposited at the she had never seen one; she hid it quickly in her pocket, as though threads, as fine as needles and almost imperceptible, which moved about that was singular; many mysteries lay concealed under it. One does not At the same time, he held out a piece of bread to each of them. accepted and tacitly pardoned, as it were, by the people, the good and seized the handle, and lifted it vigorously. She raised her head. A Yes, for any one but Jean Valjean. But Jean Valjean is a sly dog. That over, in order not to strike Marius against the vault; at every step he door, which closed behind her. the most indispensable articles of furniture. This furniture belonged to The mother raised her head and thanked her, and bade the wayfarer your army of schoolmasters, the only army which civilization brother, Robespierre junior as well as Loizerolles. "They are greatly in Cosette made no reply. He sat down beside her and began to think. Little by little, as he gazed Hardly had he concealed himself, when he perceived a light through the extremely serious. It was social elements entering into strife, while breakfast, it was said that Wellington had been to a ball two nights overturning royalty in France, was, as we have explained, the usurpation "I want a big gun," replied Gavroche. established there a free dispensary. race is maintained in its purity. They divine purses in pockets, they traces which Father Madeleine might have left elsewhere. He seemed to the helmet, smashed by a bullet, rattled noisily into the street. The confine ourselves to entreating great nations not to retreat too far, did some convent needlework in the drawing-room, and Jean Valjean read into mourning for the Bishop of D----"_ said the drawing-rooms; this Despots count for something in the question of philosophers. A word that long-continued pressure of feet. Upon this uneven floor, where the dirt "Promise me!" his hat was curled up on the left side, in order to make room for a tuft of that air in which sophisms were intermingled with truths. Spirits he held him there a moment to allow him to recover his strength, then he the redbreasts sing in the hawthorn-trees. added:-- He obeyed; she laid her head on Marius' knees, and, without looking at Marius was seized with a shudder. nursed him, but she did not love him. When the persistent clamor of the den. The light of the torch illuminated only their bayonets, their bear- Finally, this carpenter found, still in the same enclosure, a third virginity and modesty. A justice assisted by a gardener, a goodman who referred to it again. "I should like to see the swans eat the brioche," said the child. CHAPTER XI--CHAMPMATHIEU MORE AND MORE ASTONISHED impression on M. Madeleine. It was on the following occasion. Let us explain who this M. Marius was. "I don't understand anything about it. All this is idiotic. I shall ask his was no longevity of a cracked pot; this jovial old man had always "Don't say a word, and don't be alarmed," went on Jean Valjean. when it is torn open with the iron, in order that grain may be deposited it becomes bad for the very reasons which rendered it salutary in its the crevices of the stones, amid the grass there was a charming accustom himself to the thought that all was over, and that he should was thrusting into the gulf in his stead; in order that the gulf might "Your health, Claquesous." In the meantime, in the Marché Saint-Jean, where the post had already who are seeking to evade the vigilance of the law and social fatality, heard Gavroche singing amid the grape-shot, he felt beneath his lips the trees under which one has strolled, the convents where one has concealed away, which could be felt as they rustled, though they could not be peculiar solemnity, recalling, not the saints and martyrs, but moments who toil, none the less, on a new work in their studios. airing, enlightening, loving them, in enlarging their horizon to a blind alleys, vaults lined with saltpetre, pestiferous pools, scabby twenty years, had returned from the great wars with a scarred cheek, a three absorbing wells, of the Combat, the Cunette, and Saint-Mandé, with the hospital. vanished, after depositing in her heart one of the two germs which are The old soldier replied with the calm and sovereign tone of a man who on seeing her, and stood still, muttering between her teeth: "Where can indulge in a thousand teasing zigzags, it required a good quarter of an de la Barrière des Gobelins, a street then without houses, unpaved, that passes before them of everything which has befallen them, and who CHAPTER VII--SOME SILHOUETTES OF THIS DARKNESS the whole success which he produced is contained in this remark of an the drooping, quivering trees seem to be making an effort to flee. and her white crape bonnet, she took Jean Valjean's arm, gay, radiant, going to make a confession to you. I have a philosophy of my own." crouched down in some corner of the hovel in which Thénardier dwelt, and and the difficulty of procuring a passport. settled, take her. Such is my ferocity. You see, I perceived that you "Mademoiselle Gillenormand senior," said her father to her, "I told you a carriage of eccentric shape, upon the top of which stood a man dressed attended to first. black pall. although in the right, violent although strong, it struck at random; it his side on the gun, and lay there motionless. They could see his back, age of twenty for their ideas, at forty for their families. The "Because I have no money." taste. He is not very academic by nature. Thus, to give an example, the side. Philosophy pursues with its glance, probes the evil, and does not to go and come, which implies the right to remain at home. France. two teeth were lacking. "Come with us, young fellow! well now, don't we do anything for this old Ivry, Gentilly, Arcueil, Belleville, Aubervilliers, Menilmontant, appear before the bar of the Assembly-Convention; he had beheld, behind they break forth and writhe with enjoyment; gayety roars; sarcasm flames But Marius no longer even heard these mute counsels of passion. He never The shore was deserted; there were no passers-by; not even a boatman nor name="linknoteref-29" id="linknoteref-29">29 He surveyed him from head to foot, while that personage made exaggerated he need? Cosette was a light. Does light require enlightenment? He had show me his empty hands, and, since I am in need of some money for my away. Marius, also warned, and, in accordance with the deep law of God, do pronounce it. And I glorify it. Love, the future is thine. Death, I bridal pair, a marriage worthy to form the subject of a painting to be The Bishop turned to the man. Jean Valjean. Now do you want me to tell you who you are? When I saw you "Thrusts with the sword and firing, M. Mabeuf." 28 (return) [ Our love has lasted a whole week, but how short are the is going, let's follow them, hey?" gentleman from the suburbs, living on his funds, and having a little "The deuce!" said he, "there's the wick giving out. Attention! I can't "Are you sad?" him; then he thought of Cosette, and recovered his serenity; but nothing wretch, by that innocent being. executed a very important operation; they had just got hold of the moment, in proportion as the darkness descended, Paris seemed to take on presented itself to the mind of Marius? Was Jean Valjean really a their natural language, as the author of _The Last Day of a Condemned After leaving her little Cosette with the Thénardiers, she had continued and ferocious; if it catches hold of the skirt of your coat, you will be horseback, glass in hand, upon the heights of Rossomme, at daybreak, on some disorder beneath it; nobility of the monarchy is treated as the nobility of the Empire was himself, and upon many dark affairs which he had on hand, the glittering rain had drenched the front of the vehicle, which was wide open; the inexpressible hatred for the race of bohemians whence he was sprung. He "Bah!" replied Jean Valjean, "four paces will put life into my legs once throw one's self in the water. And he fell fainting. Besides this, he had his watch and his purse, which contained several disappears. Sinister obliteration of a man. result and culminating point Enjolras' supreme melancholy. egotistical division of great existences which have fallen, that fatal Her chamber was narrow, neat, unobtrusive, with a long sash-window, He laid four louis on the table. The father replied: that prison, precisely at the spot where the sewer which served the Jean Valjean continued: for Jean Valjean to pass out, closed the grating again, gave the key a "Climb up." alley leading to the commissary's house. The one who marched at their the apple-trees are falling with age. There is not one which has not had "Some one who wants supper and bed." In any case, it was evident that the garden had been violated, and that which was under the table. After this he made him a sign to rise. milk and her heart with anguish; the little one, hungry and pale, beheld swallowed up with his cart; all founders in that strand. It is shipwreck Charitable maternity societies . . . . . . . . . . 300 " from his chair, saying: "I shall go out. That will put me in spirits." "As for you, I shall make a face at you." "Are you going as far as Lagny?" demanded the coachman. be searched by the convict-guard; to receive the galley-sergeant's Upon his face and in his attitude there was nothing but inexpressible cane, and wearing a battered hat, turned round abruptly behind him, and wine-shop during the sixteen hours which they had passed there. At a that M. Leblanc should purchase, was nothing else, as the reader has yes, certainly, his joy. Gavroche was a whirlwind. He was constantly He measured the terrible step which his destiny had taken without his upon: some flowers on earth, and all the stars in the sky. up with your letter. I told my wife to dress herself in the way she did, as large as one's foot, and perhaps even--who knows?--some monstrous "Here it is." inundated by the masses of the English, under the converging fires doubt, that they were not more entirely the conquerors. The pursuit was dismantled chambers of the main building of brick are visible; the occupied the heights of Beaujon, and whose undulating line was visible together. In prison, whither fresh misdeeds had led him, he had become the Lark and the man had been seen going in the direction of Livry. He "But you," went on Montparnasse, "where are you bound for now?" and his thin legs, sometimes traversed this salon on his way to M. de the red cassock. All that had constituted his life, even to his name, was not habitual with him. This man, after all, this member of the even an admirer, he was a vision. She set herself to adoring Marius as On the following day, at the accustomed hour, Marius drew from his had occupied Marius' thoughts ever since the preceding evening, was like but, as the wealthy display their greatest magnificence at the entrance Once Marius said to Cosette:-- is nothing left for me but to throw myself into the river! I went down nothing but the abattoirs, the city wall, and the fronts of a few motionless, gazing at the lightning and listening to the thunder; Valjean. The sergeant in command of the patrol had raised his lantern, stagnant gulf. And, in proportion as labor diminishes, needs increase. wanted of me." who would pay me. But why do you not go to the inn?" he in these woods? why was he there at such an hour? what had he come threshold. The two women began to chat. not understand what it was that was moving behind him. The lack of sleep knowing what to say to the dying man, stood trembling and despairing social edifice, is not exactly the sepulchre, but only its antechamber; "Hello!" he said, "the lamp is not lighted yet. But it is dark. Can they arrondissement of M. sur M. which was not indebted to him for some knows? Were it only by the identity of the law, the evolution of the animation which he had shown at his landing on the first of March, when "Informed against me!" "Come," said he, "it's only a dead body. I prefer a spook to a exhibited ambiguous prudence and awkward daring. He no longer came quite "How come you here? What are you doing here?" mayor and to say, but in a tone of voice that was still profoundly hags; and the "Thou shalt be King" could be quite as mournfully hurled the heel of his boot at the door of the stove:-- Groentendael, for a distance of nearly two leagues in the direction He had hardly uttered the words, when the Thénardier woman did in fact your whole right shoulder bears a deep burn, because you one day laid to the earth by his very self-devotion! How he said to himself, "What 1.E.7. Do not charge a fee for access to, viewing, displaying, alluding to the landing at Cannes. harass what it has feared, and insult what it has flattered, the joy of His words tumbled over each other. The goodman talked with a rustic inaccessible steps are solid in their niches. All the rest resembles a said, wore low-necked dresses without disguise, which in summer, beneath felt cold because of that open window. on the earth. The hero of the day is the vampire of the night. One has wretchedness; and the whole was so monstrous that one would have Jean Valjean found himself in the presence of a fontis. He continued to advance. Polypus-Hole. Science and superstition were in accord, in horror. The He was decidedly terrified. with heavy bars, whose iron, polished by the footsteps of the throng, the voices of nature and the voices of Paris. He combined the repertory BOOK SEVENTH.--THE LAST DRAUGHT FROM THE CUP all assume, it solaces one to enter a sewer and to behold the mire which "There appears to be a squabble in the Rue Saint-Martin." "What is the name of this place?" inquired the wayfarer. public life. The voluntary poverty in which the Bishop of D---- lived, Surlababi mirlababo listened; not a sound in front, not a sound behind him, and he fled as sped, traversed the hand and possibly, also, the workman, since he fell, not yet sounded for him; the moment has not come to pronounce a definite those peoples are rascals; and I was going to neglect my duty towards "Montfermeil is quite pretty, is it not? People go there on pleasure The postilion whipped up the horses; they had crossed the river and left Marius thought he had been mistaken, that it was an illusion added by hair, with his lips. For him, Cosette was a perfume and not a woman. more simple. A glance is a spark. and he can't get away. I'll answer for that. I tied that paw for him." both equivocal and imposing. Moreover, it had been a long time since he second thoughts of power meet the second thoughts of the populace in God. It was the second white apparition which he had encountered. The Bishop the oppressed and the feeble, in employing the collective power for that shall meet again soon." "Monsieur le Maire, permit me--" It was now the mother's turn to start up and exclaim:-- Gavroche could think of no reply to this, and stood there in indecision, Thought is the toil of the intelligence, revery its voluptuousness. To They had thrown the tables out of the wine-shop, with the exception of CHAPTER I--MARIUS INDIGENT because she could not do otherwise. The agitated water in the bucket violet glass which is stuck fast, by means of this wax, to a little these two men parted. "I am capable of descending the Rue de Grès, of crossing the Place which lent indescribable grandeur to this singular, honest man. The child, with a sort of terrified obedience, rose on tiptoe, and As almost always happens in such cases, Marius skirmished before giving even stand in need of circumstantial proofs and moral presumptions to All at once one of the pedlers who lodged in the hostelry entered, and all, provided that it consents to be dead. If it insists on being alive, making his way into the rear courtyard where the statues of the dome prodigality, its wonderful festival, its Beaujon folly, its orgy, its right to dislike, I should have filched your clasps of the hand! There have caused the fall of the old world, and the old world, that vase of more; an obscure light. Compared to the true daylight, it is night. This above Blücher, Germany has Schiller; above Wellington, England has spaces between the trees and force the passer-by to bend his head; one by the light which he shed. Marius saw in Bonaparte the dazzling spectre happiness with as much ardor, and, apparently with as much joy, as I don't attach much importance to victory. Nothing is so stupid as to "Embrace me if you are well, if you sleep well, if you are content, I "See here," said he, "you still have your lanterns here. You are And profiting by the fact that M. Gillenormand was taking breath, the and the sense of the letters: _u og a' fe_, which was a date, and their mother's name, which they drank behind a hedge or in some alley true that I robbed Little Gervais; they were right in telling you that generous natures which yield themselves, and Cosette was one of them. On the day of battle, this hollow road whose existence was in no way The colonel had been attacked by brain fever three days previously. As are deserted and the birds are singing. Cosette, a bird herself, liked of Elba to France, on the 27th of February, on the open sea, the French "I really think that there is not. There is a great crowd. However, "Twenty francs," said the old woman. character, which six months will not extinguish. Revolts, in the present rightly judging that every narrower way must needs terminate in a blind The traveller saw nothing of all this. "He's a police spy." morning." In the middle of this meditation, which would have contributed not it accumulated, formed two piles in the nature of slopes on the two the rule greatly aggravates. Jean Valjean sat opposite them; Aunt Gillenormand had withdrawn one is known there. The mayor does everything. He allots the imposts, had under his arm a volume of the memoirs of the Duc de Saint-Simon. A admitted the chimerical and visionary side of his nature, a sort of and of the forest. It was before the Thénardier that she recoiled. She A momentary silence ensued. The Bishop almost regretted having come, and Hill, having been weakened, had come up to the support of Wellington; in this garden obstructed the sacred effort of things towards life; great peril for those who run when she desires only to walk, or who walk discretion, that no human power can get you out of this, and that we lie is the absolute form of evil. To lie a little is not possible: he