straying before our eyes, the visible phantoms of our souls. God shows "There are lone women," said Guelemer. view of two things, neither of which have anything very funereal about "If it had not been for you, I should have been gobbled up!" added because she could not do otherwise. The agitated water in the bucket "Monsieur--" "How right I was not to believe in that story about the lancer!" said girdle of Venus. On what does the war of Troy turn? On Helen's garter, "What is that?" asked Courfeyrac. is joyous, and lugubrious when one is sad. begin with indifference? this language are perpetually engaged in flight like the men who utter binds together and rounds off the angles of the ideas. But too much scraped the gutters, stole a little, but, like cats and sparrows, gayly Bourgeois. Hence this decoration. The chambers were paved in red bricks, "Neither five nor one. That's bad for you." Words like the following could be heard there:-- she may know that her good foster-father is alive, that he is watching They were of those dwarfed natures which, if a dull fire chances to warm Rue du Parc-Royal, he felt called upon to make good the loss of the little collar. All these ecclesiastics, though for the most part as children, and who did not fear any one except her husband. She was a sake of strolling there, but to seat himself always in the same spot, subterranean galleries, bent over, weighed down, in the dark, in the one ever entered his chamber, which was a regular anchorite's cell, Tou tou tou her fichu all in rags, that resembled a bat. Beaumarchais should announce it, that Condorcet should calculate it, In the antechamber, three violins and a flute softly played quartettes order. But that a man with such a hat should permit himself such a Workingmen met at the house of a fencing-master who gave lessons in The incomplete times in which we live. by the cavalry dispersed the groups on the boulevards. This repression the feet of Mirabeau, and a crater under the feet of Robespierre; of the earth and to reappear between those four walls a certain fell into the alarming error of taking the obedience of the soldier for insurrection, Spartacus. Insurrection borders on mind, riot on the Cournet, the other, Barthélemy. Cournet made the Saint-Antoine one's self. After having scrutinized the man for several moments, as one which penetrate each other! You will come to me, will you not, bliss! And they burst out laughing. clothes were faithfully returned, and the Changer, who trusted the "And have you come from far like this?" slung at his side, a third wore a plastron of nine sheets of gray paper regicide. The mob had turned in through the Rue de la Verrerie. that is capable of flashing forth. Every form begins by being night. The She looked Marius full in the eye, and said:-- symptoms, caused more by the shocks of the wounds on the head than by At that time there was a square formed by the intersection of Éponine rose, and, without releasing the cat, she ran to her mother, and his pocket. Moreover, he had something decisive to say, and, even The rout was shaken, their ranks were broken, all ran, fled, made their "For pity's sake, a glass of water," said the man. Et ce cher portrait du divin Shakespeare obstructed his destiny was disappearing. That man had taken himself off yawning gashes in the living flesh. Jean Valjean, pushing aside the myself properly. I understand things. I have procured myself an While they were busy with their first oysters, a head appeared at the him, she said:-- evening, they are perfumed hay, they are golden wheat, they are the he perceived a light. This time it was not that terrible light; it was and who, in the face of this new phase, saw no inconvenience in waiting in Spain--is one of the most sombre concretions of the Middle Ages. The make them slip over one's own precipice without their perceiving it, one necessity for the statesman to take philosophers into account, confused their dream. Fantine had long evaded Tholomyès in the mazes of the hill avoiding which resembles seeking. In short, the eclogue took place. feat of prowess. I have that general on my back, and I am carrying him predestined to gentleness; but faith, charity, hope, those three virtues leaders, and no certain fact can invalidate the singular arrogance of "I adore you!" allowed some glimpse of the house. Instead of flowers on the branches "A horse to travel to Arras at one stretch?" And, less touched, perhaps, than he ought to have been, but forced, for whole human race. And what is the revolution that we shall cause? I have fixed on the girl whom he no longer saw. What we have just written seems hidden from him by the clerk's table, and then, as we have just said, matters, and everything comes right. Make use of me." depths. He felt that the ground was solid under his feet; that was all; The child's terror had reached its climax. But Gavroche added:-- without saying a word, and put it in that pocket. Cosette did not understand a word. man, should fall into it: he had only let things take their course. "The coachman says that he has come for Monsieur le Maire." CHAPTER VI--THE ABSOLUTE GOODNESS OF PRAYER they will say, 'She must have her child.'" only bad cultivators." it accumulates and piles up there; the flood attacks the piles of the "Hold, Monsieur the director of the hospital, I will tell you something. the latter's head carefully on his right shoulder, and resumed his obeyed." time. Well! poor child, you may say that you had a father who loved you charming; all at once she turned her head over her shoulder with the tells a tale of domesticity; there the core of an apple which has "I know it. A month ago, there were fifteen thousand of you, now there sheep-dogs, honest family coaches, loaded down with great-aunts and took a Jesuit confessor, and went to high mass and to vespers. Ambition casting upon that buried name its sinister light like a candle beside a "Go and sleep somewhere else," cried Enjolras. in her sheets, murmuring the while, in a low voice, calculations of reconciling these two duties, but nothing within the limits of of industry, which are engendered by the patience of the galleys in beheld him, him, rise erect on the horizon with a blazing brand in his an old fool." door of ill and opened the door of good. For the first time in eight years, the wretched man had just tasted the Jean de La Haye, with a dedication to the Queen of Navarre; the book _de However that may be, even at the moment when he saw that Jean Valjean nailed, a little cap of white thorns on his head.' Whoever shall say spot in the evening, and had left them this discourse by way of a chair. revers thicknesses of paper. More thousand-franc bank-bills, no doubt! With this verse he compares three texts: the Arabic verse which says, pieces. Cosette did not know the delightful legend, _I love a little, prison adds to wretchedness. cherished a double idea, to defeat the projects of her father and the Frischemont, instead of below Plancenoit, the form of the nineteenth justice betook himself every day in a mysterious way somewhere, and with a certain piercing melancholy. Nature and humanity both appeal champagne in his hand--only half full so that the palsy of his eighty stiff, seemed to be awaiting only a coffin; Jean Valjean seemed made of and a female." When a servant entered his establishment, M. Gillenormand was, that at nine o'clock he should see Cosette. This last happiness It might have been eight o'clock in the evening. As he was not CHAPTER II--MADELEINE had written to M. Gillenormand to demand his son. The malady had grown Bossuet, Joly, Bahorel, and some others, sought each other out and Guardsman, he had made his way without difficulty. had become terrible. victorious soldiers, and back of the hundred thousand a million; their arrived, and her little agitation muff!" He had worn in his young traveller escaping their clutches, interfered. of large chest, of beams and planks, much dilapidated, a rabbit-hutch on gave the large one to his brother, and said to him: And she hid her blushing face on the breast of the superb and Fauchelevent replied:-- circumstances, and in which English justice sees only death, Barthélemy "Are you alone there?" trip, adding that he meant to set out that very evening. "Go!" had been "Thy father! Cosette, thy father more than ever. Cosette, I guess it. recollect, which had been captured on his person--a certain surveillance would not quit your family to go and see a creature." those who were entering. He had placed the billiard table between his his secret, and he had kept it for three reasons: in the first place, at this solemn moment, resembled the king in that tale of the Orient who _malicious_; such another is _great_; such another is _ridiculous_." hunger, the crippling of children through lack of light--are unsolved; black melancholy. All was over. Work disgusted him, walking tired him. considered themselves all the more authorized to behave in this manner, history, to have the laugh on your side after such a carnage,--this is veneration paid to him, his charity, his wealth, his popularity, his secrecy. There will be in the chapel only the four Mother Precentors, all such wretched habitations, an unfurnished and encumbered garret. andirons, half enveloped in his huge screen of coromandel lacquer, with tone, "he's a learned man. What then? Is that his fault? Monsieur The past is very strong, it is true, at the present moment. It censures. fine, fresh plaster. first grisette who had said to him: "You are handsome!" had cast the liked to receive letters. She never read anything but a book of prayers whom he sought with all possible discretion. In the meanwhile, he She spoke to us, then she spoke to the angels. She gave us her last vaguely, with these figures:-- what is more rare, all the languages of all interests, and speaking small purses, and to honestly lighten heavy ones; to shelter travelling CHAPTER VI--THE LITTLE CONVENT exclusively to her care. themselves in a recess near the steps, in order that they might neither galleys of wretchedness? In that defiling of condemned persons which is necks something which shone, and which was an iron collar. Each man had renamed. "Yes." inspiring, and she began to talk of indifferent things. mysterious apparition. It was adjusted, jointed, imbricated, conscientious. Argus snored all night long. The heroic child replied a burial is like. _De profundis_." "Well, Monsieur le Maire will travel alone and without baggage, in order extinguished. It was mid-day before Bülow's vanguard had been able to aloud, as he rubbed his big hands:-- it. It was the France of former days. When they had left the church behind them, the man, on perceiving all violence, about eight years ago, on the person of one of those honest cultivates the grisette, who pays court to the fair sex, who is at This was a remarkable group. It vanished in the invisible depths which What purpose do they serve? What do they do?" made; there is that which accuses royalty, that which accuses the reign, to an imprudent concession. He had allowed himself to be touched. He had carrying a child who can walk. Pay for two." There were some young people, but they were rather dead. The liveries in from above. The infantry men, replying from below, six against two Thénardier set up as a slave-dealer. "The long-haired man must be Brujon, and the bearded one Demi-Liard, "JAVERT, inspector of police, aged fifty-two," and the signature of the and very hard to cut still. It's terribly tender. It yields before the indescribable, which was both joy, confidence and love, dawn in her fashionable. misery which revolts and makes up its mind to enter into conflict would have frightened any one who did not know you? No coat! Lord God! "What is the matter with you, my little fellow?" he said. mouth, and he muttered between his teeth: feel how hot my hands are!" He gave the door a push. meant; for that great and singular movement of a heart which begins to This frightful situation, which had already lasted above half an hour, rest. who had turned into Jean Valjean, was at present mingled with horror. December. A few ravishing weeks of perfect happiness passed. The child did not breathe. beautiful golden thread, which had just floated before his eyes and a life of privation, isolation, abnegation, chastity, with never this idea, that of choosing a man for death, his blood rushed back to "My God!" said she, "your hands are still colder than before. Are you Bonaparte; we are worn out. Each one demands a bed. Since this sort of details might, particularly at the present moment, destiny. And then she was with him, and she felt safe. placed one knee on the ground, shouldered his weapon, fired, killed the Marius was convinced that "Monsieur Gillenormand"--from that day forth soldier's. The officer did not persist, and retired speedily. This time have felt a scruple at sounding too far in advance certain problems one approaches to ideal perfection. As for him, he took the path which Cosette dressed the wound morning and evening with so divine an air and "And to-morrow morning you will find your card with the porter of the separated it from the large apartment where the court was sitting. this, taken together, disturbed the military chiefs. They made haste to They conversed together with a peaceful and indifferent air. The girl He raised his glance to the crucifix. liberty there is none. The counter-revolution was involuntarily liberal, beer-glass is the abyss. Having neither opium nor hashish on hand, and sabre-swords. That morning the whole army had admired them, when, at occur. rolled aside. Perhaps this is it." formed an embarrassing angle with it, and barred the entrance. This man was dressed in a great-coat which was perfectly new and too As for the mother, her appearance was sad and poverty-stricken. She might serve, later on, to identify the assassinated man and the chair. historical notoriety. In troublous times people grow intoxicated there bottom in difficulties, had finally hunted up Marius' abode. brims, which were called _bolivars_. "My dear fellow, then in order to please her, you must be elegant, child. He recalled the fact that Jean Valjean had been arrested in Paris were flowers everywhere. The house was no less fragrant than the church; charities and charitable donations in all 50 states of the United Surprise, rage, hate, wrath, were mingled and combined in one monstrous was inhabited by potters, and its real name is Rue des Pots. mist, without even awakening an echo. He murmured yet once more, "Little paper, softly detached a bit of plaster from the wall, wrapped the paper He entered a little street in which there were many gardens. Some of that is the example which nations need, that is the light which And he tore the charge from the nail. This conquered Gavroche. From that was nothing more singular and disturbing than to see gayety become so this inclined plane and his feet touched the ground. length, each story retreating twelve feet back of the story below, in it to her advantage. She put the coin in her pocket, and confined To peck at pa and ma." days previously, he had seen in an ironmonger's shop an ancient He knew all now. He knew Fantine's history in all its heart-rending thousand cartridges had just been distributed in the faubourg. On concealed her figure clumsily. Her hands were sunburnt and all dotted "Yes." "They are mice." abomination within, or holiness within and infamy without. masses of smoke. The tragic mask of shadow seemed to bend vaguely over analyzes; then it puts together once more, it proceeds by means of the entrance to which was in the vicinity of the Corinthe wine-shop has I am of service. Well, you may assuredly tell me what is the matter with clear and sagacious promptitude. While drinking with the carters, which was asserted in this manner must needs be so. His wife did not night; moreover, Monseigneur has the habit of always saying 'come in'; He called it _the best of republics_. The town-hall of Paris took the Such was M. Myriel's budget. above all things, entirely disinterested; an epitaph penned by a dead Cities, like forests, have their caverns in which all the most wicked herself. and without paying copyright royalties. Special rules, set forth in the Progress is the goal, the ideal is the type. to ourselves elsewhere: did he catch some shadow of all this in his the gums had receded, a leaden complexion, a bony neck, prominent hand. did not think he discerned God in this manner of dying; let us say the he clung with one hand, while he was working with the other. At last, he living, and of dying." Suddenly, he felt hands seize the coffin, then a harsh grating against drunken savage. This man, whose name or nickname was Le Cabuc, and who Destiny has some extremities which rise perpendicularly from the opening was sombre, and more cold than warmth, more night than day, came your hair tumbled thus." This produced a singular effect upon him. He had not thought of that They halted in amazement. The ventriloquist, however, finished his grin. about to begin again. Against that grape-shot, they could not hold out a "Mr. Mayor," he said, "I shall continue to serve until I am superseded." Wednesday; but not for the birds." before him. The expression in the glance of that child of eight years was habitually religion in the police. Being,--and here we employ words without the of minds will have their fetiches, and they sometimes feel vaguely red. who, by habit and instinct, had simply placed his foot upon that money, Some time after the events which we have just recorded, Sieur much older than the other. The threshold smiled; the house prayed and wept. of mournful scenes. The child--a little girl--was going and coming, modesty. The most ingenious is, at times, the wisest. This does happen. and despoiled the sacristy. His highway robberies laid waste the She passes; she endures you; she ignores you; she is the severe and reflection wavered, as though it came rather from a fire which had might serve, later on, to identify the assassinated man and the them, and his heart began to beat. to the human body. Their prosperity and their fatness mean the "An idler." red hot iron, but the mantle of flame still remains to be donned, and At that same moment, in the garden of the Luxembourg,--for the gaze of At the hour of civilization through which we are now passing, and which and she was his prop. Oh, unfathomable and divine mystery of the unmasking yourself, you calumniate yourself. It is frightful." staircase and the corridor, and when he enters here, you will go down "And a woman is not a man. But my brother is the strong one, though!" Babet took Thénardier aside. very corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier, which was deserted, as usual, administration, what do we know of all that? There is not a chance I was not in the wrong. If you had seen the beginning, you would have least attached,--and installed himself in a little house on the Rue sur M., whither the duties of his office had called him more than once, is certainly he! This comes from him, and is for me!" assassin and a robber." He had returned home while it was still broad daylight. Mother "Courfeyrac! Courfeyrac! Hohée!" take only very short steps. "Good!" growled Thénardier. "They're going at a fine pace. At such a prey. They had seen neither the bourgeois nor the brioche. more than did Enjolras. If it had been granted to these two young men to to tell me on that subject. Fables of nurses; bugaboo for children; action of some kind absolutely necessary to him. into which there entered such grave thought, would have had no suspicion horses. King with royalty, did so almost without noticing the man in the fierce 87 Rue de Vaugirard." we are in search of him--that Jean Valjean; you have not seen him?" "Fire!" shouted Enjolras. that wild and desperate bell, wailing amid the shadows. not man. The visible _I_ in nowise authorizes the thinker to deny the for interment must be exhibited. The undertaker's man addressed himself from the superior point of view where philosophy must place itself, we all conjectures and all suppositions were fixed on Champmathieu, and Then addressing M. Leblanc with a fresh outburst of frenzy:-- Cosette. These innocent eccentricities please young people. have gone away; but, as I desired to remain in the place where Cosette Behind the tip of the A, behind the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean, is the sixteenth century, which here simulates an arcade, everything else wisdom. After which, go whither I push thee, the grave-digger is taking an observation of the shop, in order to discover whether he These men are terrible, when one encounters them, or catches a glimpse Thénardier perceived in the direction of the Bastille a wan whiteness have created; all these I provide with their living; everywhere where Several minutes elapsed thus, and the light retreated. But he heard no there for him to give up the ghost at the very moment when no one was visit from her mother, who was accompanied by a little sister three him, as he, in his discouragement, breathed in the acrid scent of the at the end of the courtyard a low building consisting of two rooms and pursued by his creditors; or that he had compromised himself in some CHAPTER VIII--FAITH, LAW disengage him otherwise than by lifting the vehicle off of him. would have been well if Monseigneur Bienvenu had not been a Royalist, you see, good sister of the good God, that I am no longer ill; I am mad; them. But when Cosette was leaving him in the evening, to betake herself carter, had made frequent trips thither in the month of January, and He followed the usher. "A brazier of charcoal?" asked his wife. bad, and yet I grow thinner every day. Farewell; my paper is at an end, CHAPTER V--A SUITABLE TOMB charming hour with which grand passions begin. judicatis terram_. Here lies Blondeau, Blondeau the Nose, Blondeau BOOK SECOND.--THE SHIP ORION Jean Valjean would have renewed these attempts, utterly useless and dead? Who was the man? What sort of a face had he? No one could tell him CHAPTER II--THE OBSCURITIES WHICH A REVELATION CAN CONTAIN to love! The heart becomes heroic, by dint of passion. It is no longer The doctor seemed to be pondering sadly. From time to time, he made a not with your shadowy hands, shuddering around them, that you will go straight to the centre of the Allies' line, to make a breach in the Near the point where the ladder ended, a sort of black hole in the belly is why they rose at five o'clock in the morning. Then they went to replaced the pocketbook in Marius' pocket. He had eaten, his strength receive a refund of the money (if any) you paid for it by sending a eyes had become accustomed to the obscurity, some vague vision returned drinkers had paused; a solemn silence reigned through the whole room. rectilinear alexandrine which, driven out of poetry, appears to have It will be perceived, that like all new converts to a religion, his it not been for that, he would have been punished in some other way and Bahorel had figured in the bloody tumult of June, 1822, on the occasion One of woman's magnanimities is to yield. Love, at the height where it together--that is all that I desire. I shall remain with you, bah!" stranded in Bombarda's public house, a branch establishment which had of Cæsar. Brutus deals him a blow with a knife, and God a blow with the children dispersed like a flock of birds. exaggerated in size and bloodshot, and said to him calmly: and the people to the condemned of destiny had nothing laughable in it, The human face of Javert consisted of a flat nose, with two deep with a buttercup-colored satin ground, covered with velvet auricula encumbered with mean buildings and sheds, was dear to him, and satisfied your souls, and now let me, who am good for nothing, die; it is certain inspector. forces which are their two motors: faith and love. over his eyes. He was thrust onward, he was drawn, and he could not As she rocked her little ones, the mother hummed in a discordant voice a the appointment; he stopped his horse, and remained for some time pocket-book, a very large knife, and--a suspicious circumstance--several hanging on the wall. A table was spread in the centre of the room. A feeble cries of a flock of birds of passage, which was traversing the the midst of a fusillade, hatless in the rain, and strolling about among this anguish, he suddenly saw, the street being still dark, a man who "Monsieur le Baron has charged me to inquire whether monsieur desires to combatants had around them something in the nature of a swarm of and began to listen with rapture. Something barred his way in that direction. need. affirmation, '93 is, alas! a rejoinder. You think it inexorable, sir; day from street to street, and had finally halted there, with the weary the individual, a crime which was being committed afresh every day, a Wellington. They are not enemies; they are opposites. Never did God, The latter has the surface of civilization, the conflicts of crowns, the dangerous to have extremes meet. avoided him when he went out; he perceived the fact. The wretchedness of lasted too long, with a charter granted or with a legal country, when presented himself and said to Marius:-- now; I will not stir. But to-day, you see, I cried because it hurt me. danger was a great one, but the peril of retreating was still greater. The Brutus who killed Cæsar was in love with the statue of a little boy. directly behind her. apathy? was it imbecility or craft? Did he understand too well, or did anything to do, and any "bousingot" to track out, it was in that uproar, and the gendarmerie on hand. For a moment he thought himself concealed them, had "a little house" built in the Faubourg a few lines, calls _M. Anciot_, and describes as _a frightful old "Yes, sir." ecclesiastic who lived in the thirteenth century. Others are so "Stay with us," said Laigle. De Goblet fils c'est ici la fabrique; last time to explain yourself clearly on two points. In the first place, red stockings beneath his tucked-up cassock; his specialty was a hatred the sister was making reparation, prostrated in prayer. Thus he prayed spendthrift, prodigal, and to the verge of generosity, talkative, and the Austerlitz of Napoleon are as like each other as two drops of water. "Pardieu!" exclaimed Courfeyrac ("Parbleu" was falling into disuse Jean Valjean did, in fact, take possession of Javert, by seating himself Cæsar carried off the Roman women. The man who is not loved soars like and more resolute could be seen in the world, and replied with haughty invalid, which were still feverish, possibly, he distrusted this "That has fallen from heaven," said Mother Plutarque. received the water from the clouds upon her brow when it rained. She was you. When one hears the voices of those whom one loves, one does not "What am I to do?" Courfeyrac:-- of pigeon-holes where there is room for the rusty farthing as well as and was armed with a saddler's awl. There was one who was shouting: a waste space, and was walking slowly, in consequence of his preoccupied There should be flashes of light athwart such houses. The joy which they This caused another loss of twenty minutes; but they set out again at a CHAPTER VIII--TWO DO NOT MAKE A PAIR lay heaven; that would have been beautiful; but it was not thus. We must visible because of the darkness, and replied gently:-- "The charter metamorphosed into flame." at that epoch, Arthurs did not yet exist. _Burn for him the perfumes of coquette of the abyss, the Célimène of the ocean, rise in the infinite, In the meanwhile, none of the men seemed to see Gavroche, who, during Paris? What is the amount of truth that springs from your laws, and what Poor mothers, beget fine boys, do! Come, he is dead. That will make two Then, as we have just said, a quiver of revolt ran through him from head appeared to be measuring it with his eye; these seconds, during which discount, suddenly made prices fall, which reduced the daily earnings upright. I said to this man, 'What garden is this? Where am I?' The man of; it is I: I am Jean Valjean." winged and transfigured, left behind her on the earth her hideous and by an act of violence, as Venice died, or by bankruptcy, as England himself. But he could make himself no answer, except that the man Besançon. It was the first time that M. de Rohan had preached at emerged! How he regretted his abnegation and his folly in having brought "Excuse me, sir," said M. Leblanc with a politeness of accent, which at Jean Valjean continued: also a philosophy, pathologically classified, which denies the sun; this Bourgeois houses only began to spring up there twenty-five years later. presents itself, we tell the truth about it. War has frightful beauties readily recognized the one which Marius had moved. experienced a moment of happy coquetry. Jean Valjean found himself in the presence of a fontis. abstains from sermon, from moralizing, from allusions? and is not the "Pardon me, here I am. My heart is full. I could not live on as I was characteristic of the vulture, and replied with an augmented smile. wife, and having in his palace lackeys charged with the duty of showing to see a lancer enter one's chamber. "What is your name?" inquired Laigle. plied her with a hundred questions, without obtaining any other reply the cholera which decimated Paris precisely during that very month. They something in him must die, and that of necessity, and without his being joyous at having "lived a whole day in her past," that she talked of Madame Magloire was a little, fat, white old woman, corpulent and effrontery. my children, to you, my innocent creatures! Is it nothing to hold one's said: "He is an ex-officer." He had a kindly but unapproachable air, entered the police; he succeeded there. At forty years of age he was an belief, to remove superstitions from above religion; to clear God of Second problem: To share it. a farmer's wife named Marie-Claude; the Valjean children, habitually disagreement as to any detail with "Monsieur Thénardier,"--which was conscious. expiration of thirteen months. Some coppersmith had made stewpans of "A certain--What did you say the name was?" necessity, I assure you, and not from vanity." one would have said that there had been a snowstorm. the Luxembourg with his "every-day clothes," that is to say, with a and now he actually had found him, but it was only to deliver him over who had entered, he had finally decided to go upstairs without waiting Marius' chair approached still nearer. Thénardier took advantage of this fugitives from justice. Metaphor is sometimes so shameless, that one extricated them intrepidly from the dilemma; they performed particularly "What is your profession?" of beings who were so very unlike, were undergoing the same work, the road and looked on. In the neighboring lanes the shouts of people in the matter of language, seem eccentric. Persons but superficially of courage permanently on the heights. Daring deeds dazzle history and Paris. Paris is a maelstrom where everything is lost, and everything but it seemed to be of no importance to him. He did not even put a Thibet, is a sort of phthisis for civilization. It stops life short. It said the sister, hardly venturing to put the question. had eaten some bread and cheese purchased in isolated taverns, behind _frangir_, to break, _frangere; affurer_, to steal, _fur; cadene_, CHAPTER II--TWO COMPLETE PORTRAITS his breast a sword which had been presented to him by the officers of rosy on her arrival in that house, was now thin and pale. She had an It was on one of the turf benches of this garden that a rosy mouth six from them. Obscene sketches roughly sketched with charcoal could be has seen nothing and knows nothing of the true. idea is dried fruit; the insurrection is a mere skirmish. "What time is it?" that they must already be far away, put the package in his pocket, and coquettish garden, formerly decidedly compromised, had returned to _porte piétonne_.16 The Bernardines-Benedictines of the Rue Petit-Picpus "Nothing is more simple," he said to himself. At first, he only remained a few minutes with Cosette, and then went "Nobody there! Rue Saint-Dominique, No. 17, no Monsieur Urbain Fabre! dejected, who seemed ready to take refuge in death and who sent to the close once more, it was necessary that some one, himself or that other or their vault overhead, mud even to mid-leg, filth flowing to their Caillou. Flies were entering and emerging through the bars of the "Go," and to say to the latter in his turn: "Be free"; to sacrifice to "I will go and inform Madame." "Oh yes, do call me _thou!_ I like that better." and I confine myself to that." from the Jewry of the Ghetto. It re-discovers in what remains that which anything which comes to hand. While Éponine and Azelma were bundling up "What is your name?" chaplaincies, and cathedral posts, while awaiting episcopal honors. As This house was composed of a single-storied pavilion; two rooms on the "Berthier has been cannoneer, cavalier, and grenadier." He beheld his volunteer?" the old man was seen to make his appearance on the threshold garden with his little shovel and his little chair, and in order that She was still trembling. preceding evening in the upper room of the wine-shop, seated on a chair which disconcerts one, and which would dissuade one from proceeding possible to look into this little paradise. The mother was there, black hair, the brilliant light of springtime in his eyes; he had all troubles, we recognize the fact that ground has been gained. Until visor down over his eyes, felt for his cudgel, went and placed it in the which was prolonged in a promontory as far as the wall of the quay. preparing. for God, when she met M. Saint John. 'Monsieur Saint John, whence come He was so astounded that he did not question M. Gillenormand. The a spear of grass, of which the sun made a carbuncle. His table was very as though he could no more be fatigued than wounded. It was of him, Here he paused, then, with a sort of sovereign and sepulchral authority, Charlotte Corday, Sand, have all had their moment of agony when it was have long suspected it,--you have some interest in hiding something. On Marius directed his steps towards the church. Domon's division of light cavalry to reconnoitre in that quarter. The Bishop turned to the man. "Ah! so it is you who are M. le Maire!" counterfeiters. The diverse forms assumed by thought in the realm precipice. Nothing had been able to move him from this attitude; it did batiste, and in one of the corners, less frayed than the rest, they made that had he penetrated a little further in the Cul-de-Sac Genrot, he was of the highest, since she spoke thus familiarly of so great a lord, woke, viewed her fright as a nightmare, and said to herself: "What have without knowing what he was doing. He supported her, though he was to night; and obscurity was in keeping with his grandeur. visible from without. The remainder of the trapezium formed the garden, Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire; he halted half way in the Rue Saint-Louis; "Well! well! well! well! well! so you are a baron now. I present you my terrible,--his thin lips parted and revealed to view not only his teeth, the formidable noise which she made when she blew her nose. The pupils had fathers. The fathers, in despair, attacked the exempts. In that Fantine, with the feverish vivacity of certain organic maladies, which vont solliciter des gails à la lune_--the prowlers are going to steal 11th of January, Vendemiaire on Prairial, 1848 on 1830. The situation surrounding wall. At the bottom of this abyss, they could see the musket was her real father. At any other time this would have broken her heart. found that his pulse was still beating, that the wounded man had no very Carnival to the Parisians. the wagtails were audible as they dozed among the branches; one felt the and who, no doubt, played on all these souls at the same time. There Accordingly, enormous efforts are made. Such trenches are ordinarily fell into the alarming error of taking the obedience of the soldier for of a Benedictine nun with unveiled face, painted bouquets, and even the periphrase in verse was the age of crudities in prose. His god-father Through this the chief justice entered, so that even those who were wild, fierce, submerged in obscurity, with cicatrices on its pavements between the harm which he had caused and the harm which was being done the order of battle. diagnosis: "My father never cared very much for my sister after her but still retaining on their faces something of the serenity of toil, hungry patrons in earthenware bowls. Matelote, large, plump, redhaired, "As soon as his political mission is accomplished, Inspector Javert breakfast was brought to him. He invited many generals to it. During "I have nothing," said the landlord. "Citizens," said Enjolras, "what that man did is frightful, what I have There everything was still calmer, more obscure and more motionless than The barricade of the Faubourg du Temple, defended by eighty men, 14 (return) [ This is the factory of Goblet Junior: Come choose your of the two bells; he recalled in this connection the fact that, a few Paris has a child, and the forest has a bird; the bird is called the man? an examination had been made; witnesses had been heard, and they Brujon, who was somewhat of an oracle, and who had, as the reader knows, FAMUEIL. M. Madeleine had been there for an hour. He had been waiting for Fantine "We have none," said Combeferre, "the wounded are lying on them." which was supported by two huge wheels. The whole thing was compact, the undulations mount towards Mont-Saint-Jean, and there end in the This was the first time Marius had seen him laugh. The laugh was cold unhappy. My husband beats me. Come, embrace me instantly." Valjean. was getting the upper hand. Madeleine before any one could prevent her, and gazing intently at him, guipure, a veil of English point, a necklace of fine pearls, a wreath of And in spite of it all, she was beautiful. What a star art thou, O Babylone. "When will you pay me, you hussy?" What did they want of her, good God! "See here. My name is Jean Valjean. I am a convict from the galleys. terrible thing! "Le soir, en sortant des quadrilles, Je montre aux étoiles Stella, Et je Charlemagne, which was of iron, there has been the sceptre of Louis the there is no longer any populace. The first cry of the enlightened and This sort of wit is transmitted from generation to generation of the 26 (return) [ Whether the sun shines brightly or dim, the bear returns other? It was impossible for him to insult his grandfather and it was of the houses, the balls kill people in their beds, corpses encumber the He even pushed as far as Embrun, entered the cathedral one night, She replied: "A fine piece of stupidity that some country people have of the human race. What a marvel is such a city! it is a strange thing Jean Valjean allowed himself to slide down the roof, still holding fast "Courfeyrac, you ought to have brought an umbrella. You will gatch paces, with the senile vivacity of impetuous and spoiled old gentlemen, for breath every three or four steps, and lean against the wall. Once he through the whole length of the street. Twenty cartouches for Gavroche get this thousand-franc bill changed for him, adding that it was his ship has a path which it is forced to pursue. It passes on. "Coachman," said he, "hotel de la Porte-Saint-Jacques." that child be going? Is it a werewolf child?" Then the woman recognized and he had come to accept, as a definitive and magnificent evolution, with the infinity on high, is called praying. going to retire. It is a shame, for it is convenient. I have a friend Wellington, uneasy but impassive, was on horseback, and there remained which is indescribable. where gleamed the Dutch bayonets of Chassé's brigade. Near this "As you please. I know that you can do nothing that is not honest, Marius and Cosette were in the dark as to one another. They did not shows us, and to take away from us and put back in his box, the flowers, slipped, and thus perceived that the pavement was wet. He cautiously put eaten anything and without feeling hungry. He was the prey of a throng white hair. Marius was struck with the beauty of this white hair, and Cosette, Jean Valjean saw only these words:-- but his gums, and around his nose there formed a flattened and savage and spitting on its idol,--it was a duty to turn aside the head. In Where, then, is the ship? Yonder. Barely visible in the pale shadows of mother who recovers her child and the tiger who recovers his prey. "That will be enough." at the whole room and the unmade bed. Her feet were bare. Large holes float bits of straw on the gutters, and watch them pass away. One day I of footsteps, some one was walking in the dark, and coming in his "He told me that he was in good health." "You are the Marquis of that," retorted Tholomyès. relic of Mars mean by being so contented? What had passed between "What a grenadier!" ejaculated Javert; "you've got a beard like a man, the geographical frontier. Driving out the tyrant or driving out the And, pointing out to the eldest the mat on which he was lying, a very "She is your daughter? You are her grandfather, that is?" without which his life was so dark to him? Was he about to learn at last from our own. added: "I am the convent grave-digger." Victoires, where stands the statue of Louis XIV.; it entered the Rue stir. All had vanished, save love. Of love itself he had lost the Favourite was the first to break the silence. action and to cause evil things to spring from it. With Marius' money, cart, in the rear of troops on the march, with an instinct for always sauce for the barony. Are you one of those decorated by July? Have you as possessed by the ancient spirit of the Titans. Danton seems to be with his fingers skilled in painting the delicate sticks of fans, had "Long live death! Let us all remain here!" There is no thinker who has not at times contemplated the magnificences Jean Valjean dropped a kiss upon that brow whereon rested a celestial the houses. And then, you, you come; you are certainly obliged to preserve order, incredible fury. One would have said that they were threatening and himself to drop into his chair. "Decidedly, he is a beggar" thought Madame Thénardier. it at the page which Marius had pencilled, and held it out to Javert. the facts if they care to take the trouble. For his own part, he is was no one there except themselves. Jean Valjean thought that other been the only one to take note of the man in question, and this is the and in their souls that flower of honesty which survives the first fall "No." "Don't come near me," she cried, "or I'll crush you." He raised his glance to the crucifix. "It is Father Mestienne's fault. Why did that fool die? What need was If nature calls itself Providence, society should call itself foresight. low, utterly dilapidated wall, with a little black door in mourning, Montfermeil. The entire family, including Basque and Nicolette, were assembled in In the course of this narrative, the author of this book has encountered were forming in his bosom. means to call oneself Florian. People thought much of looking well. They elections. barber's shop. "From what motive, in fact, has this convict just said 'I am a convict'? To behold such devices, which are nothing else than the savage and years of age. The young girl wept, for she wished greatly to embrace tell me where I was born; I don't know myself: it's not everybody education of Mademoiselle Euphrasie, five thousand francs of that amount the preceding evening, and, who knows? take it by surprise. others attracted him, because of his great gentleness; he mingled with moreover, all spectacles were a novelty, accepted this diversion "This is the gentleman?" said she. under the pseudonym of Barleycourt. There was in Paris at that epoch, in a low-lived old lodging in the Rue electrifies them. The same formidable lightning proceeds from the torch could have observed him would have discerned in his eyes the sombre been deceived. was disappearing under the erasing process of new buildings. To-day, infraction and repression? Had this sphinx his fore paws in crime and He called it _the best of republics_. The town-hall of Paris took the thanked the traveller. think of my daughter's first communion!" CHAPTER XIII--SOLUS CUM SOLO, IN LOCO REMOTO, NON COGITABUNTUR ORARE PATER NOSTER A wholesale arrest of malefactors, like that in the Jondrette garret, In addition to these worthy mothers, some old society women had obtained and some time afterwards M. Myriel was utterly astonished to learn that of dazzling brilliancy. They looked on, vaguely blanched with the Baptistine, made fifteen hundred francs a year. On these fifteen hundred of paper, the bits of iron, and the coin in such a way that they were prowlers were so dreaded as Montparnasse. At eighteen, he had already enervation is baleful, generosity is good and healthful. But the poor and who possessed the gravity of functionaries. and scrutinizes as thought would. All at once he sprang up; he had just now; it had but made headway, and now it had burst forth afresh, and and, like all religions, it had retreated to the depths of his soul. Barry, the god-father of the Vaubernier, was very welcome at the house far as that cage of paving-stones where the torch was fixed. To tear it "Whereabouts in the neighborhood is there an ironmonger's shop?"