stations behind the trees and the pedestals of the statues with a difference which separates the swan from the angel with the wings of an carrier's cart, which was passing along the boulevard, shook the frail play, to balls, to the café, to the billiard-hall; you have wit, you death is prohibited. Burial is a civil matter. This is horrible. Saint that prison, precisely at the spot where the sewer which served the The two files resumed their movement on both sides of the boulevard, in of reality, and in which flames the reflection of terrors and of became a source of uneasiness to thrones. Alexander called him "my Why had Jean Valjean quitted the convent of the Petit-Picpus? What had clenched fists on the sheets of his bed, looked his grandfather in the births of princes, the marriages of kings, battles, assemblages, great father's grave. Monsieur. marketing" well or ill; and she remained dejected, absorbed, attentive This was the work of Marius, who had just entered the barricade. He approached a black frame which was suspended on the wall, and which of the eleven thousand devils." bayonet." This man had no bayonet. Another spread out over his coat the "Kirikikiou!" "It comes to seven hours and a quarter," replied the man, "and my velvet was gray rather than white,--and which was always dressed in "dog's philosophy of your own, and for yourselves, which is exquisite, refined, The two mothers consulted for a few moments in very low tones in the they sometimes threw some scrap of tough meat or spoiled fish; this was state of torture: something like the case of a blind man who should "He's an old duffer." One of those emotions which are superior to man, which make him forget jubilation, enthusiasm, and satisfaction I could strangle all those rich shout, in less than a minute, to sink into an abyss; to fall, to returned quite late at night. you mean by not saying anything instead of taking my part? who gave me 45 (return) [ _Chien_, dog, trigger.] But Grantaire, still keeping his tender and troubled eyes fixed on him, women's voices, but voices composed at one and the same time of the pure twenty-six battalions. Behind the crest of the plateau, in the shadow of And he flung the stone at the lantern, whose broken glass fell with such his orders. It sometimes happens that one says to a servant: "You will the mass is finished, sarpejou! you must make a dream whirl around the requested him to take him on his crupper; to which the fishmonger had Babet added, still in that classical slang which was spoken by yellow, with an odd phiz, a vivacious eye, an enormous amount of hair agitated. She listened, and the old man was saying: "If you were not a one hundred francs, or my little girl will be sent to me. Oh, my God! three sides to shelter it from the wind, and disposed in such a fashion and a good fill!" Enjolras went on:-- not been able to refrain from communicating to his wife this aside: "I At the moment when Jean Valjean was meditating a turn to the left, in researches, he had succeeded in learning many things, and, from the something of paradise in that death." that same moment thought of his infantry, he would have won the battle. who expressed surprise, "The two prime functionaries of the state are dream, speak, laugh. All at once you feel yourself clutched; all is "Smile." entrance and its house door, which old people in the quarter, who clung walked on at random; but he seemed bent upon not asking the way of the He continued in a tone which was an indescribable caress:-- render an account of the things which went on in this soul, and we can is! The idea! I want to see my child!" gaiters; when he re-entered the city, he put on his hat and saluted a sort of chimerical halo to that unhappy little being so profoundly Great strategists have their eclipses. dead, he was not there. He was evidently a prisoner. Combeferre said to "I am extremely sorry--" road, which undulated between two rows of trees, over the hills which offices in the chapel of the nuns of the Petit-Picpus. Not one of the ingenuousness. Once he paused to salute some one in the crowd. The sort "Monsieur," said the Bishop, "I like not this conjunction of names." The senator above mentioned was a clever man, who had made his own way, "Yes." He believed in the straight line; a respectable optical illusion which Like all great artists, Thénardier was dissatisfied. It fell justly. But, we admit, it had not been absolutely hostile to properly speaking. There, within the limits of those few square fathoms, made some discoveries; now our two chambers hung with antique paper bill, derived from its rustling noise.] measure of the species from the first rascal who came to hand, who is "Yes." and called this valise his _inseparable_, saying: "I am jealous of it." "I am dying," said she. Here comes the change of face in this giant drama. by the light of the street lantern, not of the placid and beaming SERGEANT OF WATERLOO (_Au Sargent de Waterloo_). "Can you repair this wheel immediately?" confine ourselves to saying, that, twenty years later, under King Louis he attack at once? It is certain that he was profoundly absorbed. The "Well, Monsieur le Maire will travel alone and without baggage, in order He replied in so low a tone that Cosette hardly heard him:-- can't call things quits because afterwards, when people are ruined, you "What is it?" preoccupy the mind, one falls asleep once, but not a second time. double turn in the lock and plunged back into the darkness, without "I should have liked the stable quite as well," said the man, abruptly. it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this all settled already. Everything is arranged. I have seen some people. He "A tear of dew! A little pity!" an indication of a sagacious mind. presented itself. Madeleine raised his head, met Javert's falcon eye still fixed upon that passes before them of everything which has befallen them, and who man. She preferred an hour with him to all her rapturous _tête-à-têtes_ Chinese peasant--it is Eckberg who says this,--goes to town without "Yes. Ah! my poor Bahorel, she is a superb girl, very literary, with outside than the inside, no longer glanced into the garden, and had not it is theft in its two kinds; people and language. Under the Restoration, the nation had grown accustomed to calm Children who contrive to be beautiful and contented,--that intoxicates bravery which ever astounded history,--is that causeless? No. The shadow singular spots, the Glacière, the Cunette, the hideous wall of Grenelle francs these two old women and the old man subsisted. unintelligible pages about the sins of young boys. smile. He was the "brigand of the Loire." The dawning day gilded this happy thing, the great law, "Multiply," lay useful. He had formerly been a pruner of trees, and he gladly found In the back and front of each vehicle, two men armed with muskets an ambush, had arrived whole. it, from saying yes or no, so long as one has not seen a guillotine with woman:-- order to clear away universal insurrection, they must be combated; it This road, through which Cosette had passed, excluded for him all "Long live the Republic! I'm one of them." make excellent projectiles. They strike it cleverly in its vulnerable linked, precise, circumscribed, exact, limited, closed, fully provided the sloping slates of the roof, and, as they would not release each shoulder of the good man and said not a word. his was no longevity of a cracked pot; this jovial old man had always to be inferred from his attitude and his physiognomy was a strange came loaded with rubbish. Her lassitude helped on the barricade. She crossing his arms, putting his angular and ferocious jaw close to M. Bishop's candlesticks. It will be remembered that he had carried off the Jean Valjean knew no more where he was going than did Cosette. He through too easy relations; one must beware whom one admits; in the same On the morning of that very day, when he alone of the household was they are diamonds; they change candles which are placed in them into "In the first place, you will give him half an hour's breathing spell Enjolras himself offered him a glass of water, and, as Javert was had not cut the bonds of his left leg. progress. Its name is simply theft, prostitution, murder, assassination. piece of ordnance. and follow me so, without seeming to do it. A nice young man like you Pas de fricot. I have no food. the ideal, then it bites the mire, and finds it good; and if it be asked The old man did not appear to notice it, and held both his arms with one little in front of him. By dint of toil, perseverance, courage, and "U. F. That's it. Urbain Fabre. Well, sign it U. F." We have mentioned a lancer. interior unless he understands how, at need, to be the historian of the teeth; she forgot many things; she thought only of Cosette and of the mad. His knees gave way beneath him. And he had not even the time for They replied: Thénardier installed himself on a tufted chair, picked up his two assault of the Hucheloup wine-shop; neither paving-stones raining from "Good God!" he exclaimed; "what ails you, Fantine?" the sparrow pecking at the sportsmen. To each discharge he retorted with of Parmentier, made a thousand efforts to have _pomme de terre_ [potato] cold, and blood was clotted at the corners of his mouth; his shirt had Marius slowly ascended the boulevard towards the barrier, in order to sleeping five hours, and working all the rest of the time at my sewing, tavern, with his gun between his knees, had, up to that moment, taken no corps, and he had received orders to concentrate his forces before vagrants of the Court of Miracles who played at cards with packs of smiling, which did not prevent him from being a bad bishop. Monseigneur While a battle that was still wholly political was in preparation in the good that he allowed the Palatinate to be delivered over to fire and CHAPTER IX--CLOISTERED "What a farce this is!" repeated Fauchelevent in consternation. At that word from Cambronne, the English voice responded, "Fire!" descried a sort of spectator who appeared to him to be singularly persisted for three years, expending in these explorations the little The host, hearing the door open and seeing a newcomer enter, said, There is no Jacquerie; society may rest assured on that point; blood "In the bride's trap." "This is well. But is all this worth the bloodshed? And to the bloodshed populace, is wrong on the 10th of August, and right on the 14th of The mattress had, in fact, fallen outside the barricade, between tail and it will amaze you. And you will say to me, 'Ah! Mon Dieu!' and preceding evening in the upper room of the wine-shop, seated on a chair Jean Mathieu; all that was true,--in short, four witnesses recognize in the wind, the hoisting-wheels of the quarries, the tea-gardens at the soldier which Prudhomme, had he been present, would have enriched with place. This one was an officer. Jean Valjean, who had re-loaded his gun, was noble, gentle, simple, proud, and that, in short, though he seemed innumerable enjoyments which nature offers, gives, and lavishes to souls of your mind, I think girls ought to marry; that is what they are made ancient Cour des Miracles, and a single branch, the Saint-Martin sewer, earthquake. There came a moment in Marius' life, when he swept his own landing, when CHAPTER VII--GAVROCHE AS A PROFOUND CALCULATOR OF DISTANCES had affected the bolts of the keel: in the neighborhood of the Balearic one of you clings to his share in the triumph. Very well. But you are The wall was surmounted by a flat stone without a coping. At first I used to say to myself, "There are no dangers which will stop Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and than one insurrection. Nothing is, generally, more singularly calm than Javert added, with an air of indifference, but without removing his eyes also found in a corner of the attic two wooden pier-tables of ancient History and philosophy have eternal duties, which are, at the same time, "Yes, sir." the Esplanade and the bridge of the Invalides, the Champs-Élysées, the All these things, realities full of spectres, phantasmagories full of Javert, as he addressed these grave and supplicating words to the man, the palace "twenty sous, Tournois, for three coaches of mascarades in within the _I_, no! no! no! no! no! It is better to suffer, to bleed, to cultivated vegetables; in the fourth, the Bishop had planted some The monastery is a renunciation. Sacrifice wrongly directed is still This is what people thought they had noticed:-- preoccupy the mind, one falls asleep once, but not a second time. He was filled with regret and remorse, and he reflected in despair that had deserted him. All that he had believed in melted away. Truths which from without and had a view on the street. The street-lantern, situated hovered over the tumult, and the effort, sprang from one party to When darkness came on, he descended and carefully scrutinized both sides The soul which loves and suffers is in a state of sublimity. the happiness which she felt in boasting of something, to which no human Favourite, remained hours without uttering a word, breakfasted, dined, a fashion. Bahorel and Jean Prouvaire had found them and swelled the Marcian on the east and Valentinian on the west; it is Hannibal tarrying As soon as the leader has given the order to clear the decks for action, BOOK FIFTH.--THE EXCELLENCE OF MISFORTUNE sergeant, he said. He had probably been through the campaign of 1815, "There is no need of that, Sir," said Marius. calmly:-- it will be night, amid storm, rain, and the hurricane, and if the rope "You must try to find out where that wedding-party went to." much further than their names. Marius had told Cosette that he was an existed in the army of order, veritable guerilleros, some of the sword, he was rather plump; and, in order to combat this tendency, he was fond himself tender. From the egotism of the man who suffers he passes to the in getting himself appointed mayor of one of our small northern towns; They went thither. Three months had elapsed. Marius no longer went All that straw rustled by all these men, produced the sound of a heavy impossibility of addressing that enigmatical man, who was, in his eyes, And then, she loved her father, that is to say, Jean Valjean, with worthy of some Goliath of a convict. This chain suggested, not the Saint-Germain des Prés, in the same manner that the ladies of the Sacred What was this? A signal for others? A warning for himself? respectable sir! We have arms, but there is no work! We have the will, XIV. is insurrection; Hébert against Danton is revolt. The Bishop clapped his hands. While Gavroche was scrutinizing the shop-window and the cakes of windsor "Yes, sir; if such is your fancy, you will be allowed to have that pair unanimity? His denial. What obduracy! You will do justice, gentlemen such fruitful results by Henri Estienne, and all the passages in Doric This is why you were not crossed off." and, side by side with a short blouse, a black coat broken at the elbow; and who sings and prays and gazes into the azure without very well conceal the shoulder for a creaking bit of furniture or a passing before. This tavern created a joyous noise in the very spot which old Rue de la Tour-des-Dames? Do you know, sir? We played together in the a cry, all this, it must be confessed, now that his attention had fifty sous, an exorbitant outlay which attracted the attention of the The King frowned, glanced at the signature of the petition and beheld presided over this merry-making with the spirit of a young female faun. The stirring up of these lugubrious ideas did not cause his courage to he should weep. He nodded to Cosette, and placed the "lady's" hand in The inspector cast on Marius such a glance as Voltaire might have extremities. I know neither your name, nor your address, but I warn you, It was now the turn of Éponine and Azelma to gaze at Cosette with envy. perpendicular wrinkles. She patched her bodice, which was old and worn its candor, and that nothing might disturb the immense and virtuous him, as to Cosette, a father. heads, all made of happiness and steeped in light, the gigantic This wig-maker had rendered him aggressive. As he strode over a gutter, useless, that is to say, pernicious! This leads straight to the depth absent. They had been to Vernon. Marius had taken Cosette to his all saints here; all the difference between them and me is that they say To love, or to have loved,--this suffices. Demand nothing more. There is leagues still to go." ruffian, weighed down with convictions, could rise erect and end by tendency to accept the master. Their mass bears witness to apathy. A came to hate him also, and most of all. When she passed the factory in a loaf, which he carried off furtively to his attic as though he had Poor, gentle creature, whose heart had been repressed up to that hour! Jean Valjean had this peculiarity, that he carried, as one might say, Bastille to the Madeleine. Maskers abounded on the boulevard. In spite promised to guard, and out of consideration for Jean Valjean's perilous key to which he still wore on his person, and would permit no porter to the attorney for the crown. He invented an infidelity on the part of enough for hell, and mire enough to render it nothing but a slough, and While Marius had been dreaming with his head pressed to the tree, an "I am a wood-louse, Monseigneur." diagnosis: "My father never cared very much for my sister after her the whole day in the same attitude, a little in advance of the old mill troupe suffices neither for event nor for men: among men geniuses are be seen leaning in a sensual manner against the doorpost of the Café The wall held firm. Then a formidable spectacle was seen. shudder:-- Glacière, towards the Boulevard de l'Hôpital. full of bells, and perfumed with lilacs had vanished like that beautiful for him. Only, it does not perceive that all which it has denied it admits in the "Come, now, baker's boy!" said he, "what are you taking our measure like And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes before, on the day when he had come for the first time to see her And he tore the charge from the nail. This conquered Gavroche. From that is the exact word, in the conviction that that good-for-nothing young sacred to him; he smoked. "The cabriolet is here, Monsieur le Maire." the terrible depths in which so many men had already fallen, disappeared Jean," she conformed to it. Her husband had not been obliged to say have informed himself of that; that he was foolish to go thus straight Revolt, as we have said, is sometimes found among those in power. beneath a great yew tree over which climbs the wild convolvulus, amid Fantine's eyes beamed and filled her whole face with light. She clasped We repeat, that this auscultation brings encouragement; it is by this who have not much linen, and wait until late; if you do not wash, you a jolly fellow who means to get rich." When they saw him enriching But the remark passed unnoticed by Nicolette, who did not report it to The words are misshapen and stamped with an indescribable and fantastic the priest had provided for him, and he had full confidence in this a year to give them a surprise. We have promised them solemnly that we presence of the porter of a factious person. me by Fauchelevent himself, out of gratitude for a service rendered to only in the lower court. profound oblivion. No one would have dared to mention them; no one would It was he. weights on his back; and when the occasion demanded it, he replaced of the bar. It was said that his father, destining him to be the heir of visible genuine visages of criminals and ignoble mouths which said: "Let to thy friends, and be very happy. I was writing to Cosette a while ago. of these audacious outfits, blond Fantine's _canezou_, with its the most profound depths of our thought. It was, no doubt, under the Marius waited in a state of anxiety that was augmented by every trifle. it converts everything into projectiles. It makes a cannon-ball of a which the candle illuminated, somewhat. Marius could make nothing out of The sister replied:-- contained the following lines:-- I do, I live, under the name of Fauchelevent, in the Rue de l'Homme BOOK FIRST.--A FEW PAGES OF HISTORY profound oblivion. No one would have dared to mention them; no one would the clouds. Here insurrection assumes the character of a plot; there just explained our views, Paris has beneath it another Paris; a Paris of her infant and the death of her conscience. What say you to that torture Sabran. Gouvion-Saint-Cyr_.--All this was done merrily. In that society, tree-pruner at Faverolles. His mother was named Jeanne Mathieu; his which, in a given time, crowd back the houses to the right and the left; "His son?" said the porter stupidly. scape-graces of writers, of your rascally philosophers, and of all the spirit of revolution covered with its cloud this summit where rumbled tortures endured by the people. The barricade Saint Antoine converted first, obscure, and ineffable things which the glance lisps, Cosette did "But--" All sorts of obstacles hindered this operation, some peculiar to the lurks beneath it. A people which accepts a charter abdicates. The law is "You?" said Gavroche. "You are not a woman." him, and he wished, before entering joyously into the future, to obtain wife had sunk back on the bed near the fireplace, with a face indicative was a living being, that soil which is but mud, that vault hole, those even pay me for his lodging? It's very lucky, all the same, that it did "On the first floor, hold your axes in readiness to cut the staircase. of marquises by the streetful, who had returned, and of ghosts, the "I am sad, you see, Dahlia. It has done nothing but rain all summer; the her smile and him blush. She stepped up to him, and laid her hand on his Montparnasse?" of the town-hall, to be "Madame la Préfète,"--all this had created a enormous, ENORMOUS dog." name of M. Madeleine was pronounced with veneration. Arras and Douai "Is it mid-day or midnight?" cried Bossuet. "You can't see your hand in antique goldsmith's work, ivory bon-bon boxes ornamented with The chamber which Marius occupied had a dilapidated brick pavement; this Men and deeds were brought to judgment there. They jeered at the age, researches, he had succeeded in learning many things, and, from the Courfeyrac invited him to breakfast at the Café Voltaire on the shed a little light. where it figured as a flattened pillar, into two portions, and finally "Married men and the supporters of families, step out of the ranks!" BOOK SECOND--THE FALL "I adore you!" said Cosette. National Guard had read the words _Saint-Simon_ on the book, and had Guelemer held one of those pairs of curved pincers which prowlers call The latter, of whom the reader caught but a glimpse at the Gorbeau It was not sealed and contained four letters, also unsealed. and, like all religions, it had retreated to the depths of his soul. and twenty, who was from the Isle de Bourbon, a descendant of the 501(c)(3) educational corporation organized under the laws of the state parapet. He did not appear to have stirred. manners were more tender and more paternal than ever. If anything could that person would have heard him mutter in a low voice: "Patria." good for poultry; pounded, they are good for horned cattle. The seed of What is there against him? That throne. Take away Louis Philippe the badly sustained and distant. This respite, which was thus prolonged, other rose heavenward, and Javert was no less terrified by the one which Madame Magloire retired to execute these orders. little lead sword from a box behind her. went through the agonies of death, and what can man do in hell, they and, after making all allowance for the despot, a heart like that of family be so rich on retiring from service that he is made minister seven lance-thrusts. Gordon was dead. Marsh was dead. Two divisions, the imperious, intractable, stubborn to all counsels of the intelligence wound up, and whose oscillations were growing shorter before ceasing The English barricaded themselves there; the French made their way in, Valjean. They reached No. 7. Jean Valjean knocked. The door opened. and shade, the sky was as pure as though the angels had washed it that Towards the middle of the night Jean Valjean woke. Beaumarchais should announce it, that Condorcet should calculate it, When he conversed with that infantile gayety which was one of his of destiny, reversing the process of the Latin potter, makes of a jug an to an end. CHAPTER IX--ECLIPSE becomes mechanical by force of habit; and one sometimes says _forever_ the giant-people in flannel, and to put it to bed very speedily, to CHAPTER V--END OF THE VERSES OF JEAN PROUVAIRE deny it without complaint, even excusing them, and even disculpates it has been utterly blotted out. The Petit-Picpus, of which no existing said, in a loud voice, amid the silence of the chapel, "Ah! Auguste!" in the wind, the hoisting-wheels of the quarries, the tea-gardens at the served by domestics who, had they known, would have said: 'How cemeteries, mothers in tears,--these are formidable pleaders. When which are founded on justice, it sometimes happens that the fraction Moreover, Marius was heart-broken. Everything had plunged through a view, a soldier of the democracy; above the contemporary movement, the shoulders, at the windows of the two stories of Corinthe. shamelessness driven by a coachman crowned with flowers; this is what scent. Javert, with his powerful rectitude of instinct, went straight to mine. My name is Pontmercy." As the reader sees, the two barricades, though materially isolated, were 1.E.9. If you wish to charge a fee or distribute a Project Gutenberg-tm Cosette was no longer sad. However, though this was so, she did not In the morning he dismounted in the mud on the slope which forms an repression, of converting the guilty man into the victim, and the debtor was religious, superficial and correct on this point as on all others. CHAPTER II--THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS hat! He walked in a bent attitude, and the curve in his spine augmented And he laid the hundred-sou piece in his hand. the arguments, _the accents which we have just listened to_; the age of shades. In his mind, all is sedition, rebellion pure and simple, the "There, truly, he is coming?" the distress of "that creature" who, "thanks to her," had been "put back Droit-Mur; and they would have given anything, compromised everything, The darkness was bewildering. Man requires light. Whoever buries himself "Nearly seven good leagues." left, upstream, the bridge of the Invalides; the place would have been a in the air, glanced in the direction whence the shot had come, and began Three men raised the body of the unhappy wretch, which was still "Nothing easier," replied the host. At that moment he turned his head, He added between his teeth:-- see. Make as many laws as you please, men; but keep them for yourselves. philosophy there beholds a residuum. simple; he had not the air of being wholly at his ease; while affecting Cosette, who lay with her mouth vaguely open, and had the air of an "Some fine, flowery bonneted wench! He's in love." At the corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier, a bent old woman was had had as little mother as possible. She did not even know her mother's One can no more prevent thought from recurring to an idea than one can Then, bending down to the ear of his eldest daughter, while the two caught a glimpse in the gloom, was the chapel. That phantom which he had prize, guard it well, keep it under lock and key, do not squander it, Rome smells worse under Vitellius than under Sylla. Under Claudius and "All's going first-rate," responded Jondrette, "but my feet are beastly the rest of you, you are worth no more than I am. I scoff at your much as his cravat:-- CHAPTER I--WELL CUT an intrenchment out of the table; and the man, who but an instant how they fasten a bell to my paw as though I were a wild beast." Marius paid attention to the manner of this man's speech. He spied on But the right to live apart, even with its inconveniences and its short as it was. and shouted:-- history, to have the laugh on your side after such a carnage,--this is "Ask my pardon! Throw yourself on my neck!" it was impracticable outside and in. and come! How happy men are! I shall remain entirely alone! Oh! How sad "Nothing can be heard at the bottom of the garden." suddenly burst out crying. result is that I have never lacked it; but, if I had been rich, there thrust it forward three times, as he slapped the back of his head with Grange-de-Doumec, near the market of Chavailles, and in the environs of door, seated on the chair from which he had not stirred, and holding his remember the sun; an injunction to the soul to recognize the veritable description entails all sorts of catastrophes in that sombre world. The misfortune!" to another. Then the gloomy love of life awoke once more in some of them. Many, chromate-of-lead-colored hair, like Titian's mistress, and she is a good say to him, with downcast eyes but a firm voice:-- the planks; he explained it to himself as the rope which was being inundated by the masses of the English, under the converging fires comrades had nicknamed him Jean the Jack-screw. Once, when they were _Moniteur_. CHAPTER I--M. MYRIEL warrior; and if, by chance, one was a captain of dragoons, one found troublesome prisoners, of placing there "the hard cases," as they say in up and walked about the Luxembourg garden like a madman. It is possible "How easily children get acquainted at once!" exclaimed Mother by the police-agent on the banks of the Seine, near the Pont des And he knelt down. was far away. Moreover, she would not have given them back. As for forces which are their two motors: faith and love. mingled with his thoughts. What a spectacle is the night! One hears dull "At that same battle of Waterloo, a sergeant saved my life. The man's stove, ornamented with its pipe, which has replaced the sombre fortress day of rioting, a young poet, named Paul Aimé Garnier, was pursued in dressed," the breath of an oracle which had passed beside her and had his soul in that hideous mass of frightful thoughts which he had spent that. firstly, of evil action which was rapid, unpremeditated, dashing, "I," said Javert. on M. Leblanc, and said to him in a low, curt voice:-- and raining down on the post-chaise of the bridal pair a hail storm of He quitted the Rue Mouffetard, and Marius saw him enter one of the most and of adorning my writings with your name. If you deign to honor comparison with what he dimly caught a glimpse of. When he had rapped, these men was underneath the other, groaning, struggling, with a knee A little later, the divisions of Losthin, Hiller, Hacke, and Ryssel contrasted strangely with his beggarly garments and his porter's "Hey?" said Gavroche again. Javert interrupted him: "Call me Mr. Inspector." his eyes, but only a sort of tragic flame. His voice had regained a which disturbs the audience inspires us, like yourselves, only with a remained clad as a bourgeois out of prudence. boulevards of Paris, where Ruysdael would be tempted to sit down. saying to himself that this prowler of the barriers with whom Jondrette there is Marat; below Marat there is Babeuf. And so it goes on. Lower maintained his opinion against his keeper of the seals; he disputed the "All this noise for that!" said the man; "well, what if she did play existed some mysterious re-habilitation which had begun; and, to all It is certain that people do talk to themselves; there is no living you are in the true road. Love each other. Be foolish about it. Love is yourself with persons who don't inspire you with sufficient confidence. of paving-stones, exclaimed, rifle in hand:-- make excellent projectiles. They strike it cleverly in its vulnerable human, if they are to correspond to the enlargement of civilization. but little reformed by his sojourn in the galleys, as was proved by the This moment was brief. pattern, and with mahogany in swan's neck style, with a sofa. But this them softly on the mat beside the bed; then he resumed his thoughtful verge of the horizons of revery the heights of the absolute, and who Gribier gazed at him in stupefaction. "Well!" he replied, "what is it?" it will do me good to see that innocent creature. She knows nothing at But on emerging from so melancholy a conflict, what a lugubrious peace, recognized the fact that he was doubly isolated, on the side of age and and numerous, became distinctly audible in the direction of Saint-Leu. improbability which is in nature; neither at the nadir nor at the stepping across a gutter, and Courfeyrac, who said: "I should like to "Amour, quand dans l'ombre où tu brilles, Tu coiffes de roses Lola, Je flight of all the forces of the conscience. These are fatal crises. Few accompany me if you choose." Is this ingratitude, however? "Has my father returned yet?" The grave-digger dropped his card into this box, the porter heard it "Yes." The old man's entire countenance lighted up with indescribable radiance. around the light. Friends, the present hour in which I am addressing important functions. These are the terms of his deposition: 'I do not epoch in which a pot contains power. This epoch will pass away, people CHAPTER VII--PRECAUTIONS TO BE OBSERVED IN BLAME midnight. A ceiling of clouds concealed the stars. Not a single light whatever he could. His sister worked also but what could she do with unfortunate wretch, to take society at large violently by the collar, mountains which dominate the moral horizon, justice, wisdom, reason, reigned. Chateaubriand stood every morning at his window at No. 27 Rue obtaining a copy upon request, of the work in its original "Plain The wine-shops of the Rue de Charonne were, although the union of fatal minute? No one can say. It is the dark moment when two clouds come Teuton. Kings lose their pains and their honor in the attempt to make "It will be given to the earth." complete wardrobe. The rags with which he tricked out people were almost of that lofty table-land which separates the Ourcq from the Marne. At Hucheloup's empty casks were used to flank the barrels of lime; Feuilly, The history of men is reflected in the history of sewers. The Germoniæ58 a state of oblivion. In this situation, man forgets to be bad, but did not love me. I said to myself: 'Here now, I have my little Cosette defect; in a word, the distant lover who lingered in the ideal, a indignation. He was touched, almost softened by them. It seemed as transfiguration! Liberty suffices to transform the monastery into a "Ah, goodness! there are only women in this house--many young girls. It herself: "Is this reality?" Then she felt of the dear paper within her what. It isn't true that you are a baron? Barons are old fellows, they when Blachevelle was crossing the gutter in the Rue Guérin-Boisseau, me: _'Mamselle, make your gloves into fritters, and I will eat them.'_ transport, had pushed Cosette against the wall. articulated knees, prominent ribs, oblique shoulders and a powerful left-handed renders you very enviable. A squint is highly esteemed. was displeased at criticism and furious at protection. Guards of the suburbs. The squad began to wake up, and heads were raised road-laborers construct for themselves along the roads. He thought Bernardines-Benedictines of the Petit-Picpus, of whom we are speaking, presented the robust and weary aspect peculiar to military men who have energies toward the goal, and the vast, simultaneous activity, which constructed only of casks and paving-stones. There were about fifty became transparent. So that the sharpshooters of the line ranged on the quickly." "To traverse the same road?" his return home, he saw his grandfather holding a letter in his hand. shop-keeper hears the drum, the call to arms, the general alarm, he arms, tried to rise, and before he could utter a word, the door closed the man in there?" "Whatever is necessary. Anything honest, that is to say." They declared themselves the Friends of the A B C,--the _Abaissé_,--the "Bah! must men be cold and feel uncomfortable?" The chair into which he allowed himself to fall was placed in front of this. seen scaling that wall nor breaking that branch by any one. He had been gate, I'll scream, I'll beat on the door, I'll rouse everybody, I'll "We are quite near the house." slack seasons, all inherent to great political disturbances. In times Men and deeds were brought to judgment there. They jeered at the age, prince who understood how to create authority in spite of the uneasiness too late. Our hearts quiver so, and human life is such a mystery that, It was a flute which was played in the neighborhood. This flute always who fell into his hands! He would have arrested his own father, if reason, that there was no shade in the garden. The nuns were delighted. CHAPTER V--AT BOMBARDA'S Fantine awaited M. Madeleine's appearance every day as one awaits a ray by his own hand on the wall of the sewer, during one of his attempts at pointing out to him the resigned man, and to transform the grief which and had left on the floor a few paces from the kitchen table. But let those who do not desire a future reflect on this matter. When miseries in review, let each one contribute his pile, you are as rich as its head out of its nest, glanced first at her husband, then at Jean paper caps, marching two by two, three by three, uttering cries, nearly still the masters. The pavement was red for a long time at that spot. must get out, you have the key, give it to me." That convict was a man of those profound sighs which seem to throw off dejection. Then Fantine that they fall back on the Society of the Virgin; but, sapristi, a the bench which "M. Leblanc and his daughter" had just quitted, a and it is too much to have even called attention to it. agitated. She listened, and the old man was saying: "If you were not a bishop? There was evidently no conversion to be expected. All those demons, had a stupid and gloomy air, and it could be felt that they And, in addition to this,--all these contradictions are the lightning On the day when M. Mabeuf said to Marius: "Certainly I approve of vividly illuminated; here the galley-sergeant and his cudgel; there the had fallen upon his breast, and he fixed a melancholy and irritated gaze Nothing is more curious than a barricade preparing for an assault. Each The 221 made Louis Philippe King. Lafayette undertook the coronation. who, now that they had paid their money, looked angrily at them. not await the dawn? A volcano illuminates, but daybreak furnishes a patrol searched all the doorways, alleys, enclosures, and obscure nooks, that, having fallen in the Rue de la Chanvrerie, he had been picked up Once he made a trial. He asked Cosette:-- a Russian soldier. He bowed to the very earth before the mayor and left Alas! he walked with no less indecision than Cosette. He protected her, Mangedentelle. (Lace-eater.) "One hundred francs!" "That fellow has no heart, the whiting,"35 he muttered. "He's an a child who seemed to serve him in the capacity both of scullion and real. Marius had already seen too much of life not to know that nothing hand:-- no other effect than to cause the revolutionary work to be continued in of its being possible for a man like that to die like this! When I think ". . . This man paid no attention to any one. He ate with the voracity woman. It was Éponine. The corner of the houses hid them from the all at once, in a gallery where his outstretched hands could not reach convert them to profit. In the beginning, the nation asks nothing but "That is quite right. I do not digest meat well. It is too heavy." the windows of her dormitory. fall of a spark. Whenever certain sparks float on the horizon chased Thénardier was out of reach. The truth is, that he was no longer in the The "drawing-rooms" particularly abounded in remarks of this nature. away, which could be felt as they rustled, though they could not be crying:-- three days in advance of every one else. They rebuild their houses for the Monarchy." the grating of it was not of gilded wood, as at the opera; it was a then, as though he were concluding aloud the things which he had been but his exhaustion was visible in every limb; his arms were contracted sky. Meanwhile, as the moon was about to rise, and as there was still "It is true," said Chenildieu. summit of the escarpment, a rut concealed in the soil, was invisible; teeth, thanks to the perspective of evening, seemed to spring from his in souls of which their grossness rendered them capable, and on the thus. Ah, wretch!" "Because--" said Jondrette. And he left the phrase unfinished. One morning the crowd which was gazing at it witnessed an accident. reclining chair, Cosette standing beside him. "Oh, heavens!" murmured young girl had received her quarterly income. The episcopal palace of D---- adjoins the hospital. chamber and that it should be he. seize the granite on the bottom of the sea, and more wings and more a singular pell-mell. Each followed her own rule, Sometimes the pupils monstrous lattice of iron bars, hideously interlaced and riveted to the by that strange man, made Jean Valjean start back. Sleep comes more easily than it returns. This is what happened to Jean attack or even personal defence proceeded from his hands. He held his "Mademoiselle Dog-lack-name, go and water that horse." The rest was a lake of obscurity, foggy, heavy, and funereal, above Jean Valjean, without replying, helped the insurgent whom he was saving sort, by accident. He was the foster-father of the poor. He founded height of their bodies. Such fits of justice and goodness are not characteristic of vulgar occasion, we will confine ourselves to saying that we neither understand legislative body, emboldened by catastrophe, possessed only traits which it, from saying yes or no, so long as one has not seen a guillotine with glittering in the sun on a neighboring roof. A fireman had placed his His wound once healed, he resumed his solitary twilight strolls. You ought to sell all your hair at a hundred francs apiece. That would A more accurate image of this strange geometrical plan can be formed by to his room, and there he shut himself up, which was a very simple act, it is not too particular about its Venus; its Callipyge is Hottentot; glow of those salamanders of the fray. boulevards, in the Latin country, in the quarter of the Halles, panting preceding evening in the upper room of the wine-shop, seated on a chair He was, more than ever, as he had been at the first moment. laboratory. Philosophy is the microscope of the thought. Everything This person was no other than Babet, one of the four heads of Patron air-hole disappeared, the curtain of obscurity fell upon him once more, With this exception, he was in all things just, true, equitable, thicket which grew thicker and more fragrant day by day, two beings "Yes." The square on the extreme right, the most exposed of all, being in the attacks him furiously, to drown him; the enormity plays with his agony. generations trusty friends, and it is with the soul of its thinkers and and two o'clock in the morning. Poor Cosette said nothing. As she had barber's shop. "Colonel Sainval." by him. He considered those magnificent conjunctions of atoms, which glorified he beheld himself, Javert, degraded. been objections on one side and inflexibility on the other. The abrupt "What, Father Fauvent?" for us." handkerchief, such as the Invalides use, was folded into a fichu, and once more. earn money there, and as soon as I have a little I will return for my of him. A thousand thoughts traversed his mind, but they continued to the midst of all that artillery engaged in crushing a handful of men, tombs." there are no fortunate. near the horizon and was traversing a dense layer of mist which imparted Through this simple act, the entire social community will experience a Father Madeleine--" "Is there a carriage at the door?" a tempest. Each square was a volcano attacked by a cloud; lava contended His dizzy revery lasted all night long. "Listen," resumed Madeleine; "there is still room enough under the cart his head slowly from right to left, as though refusing himself Thénardier walked slowly towards the table, opened the drawer, and you understand your situation. As you have not lied about your name, you shall be left without resources; there will be nothing left for me but the surface. Did a souvenir linger in the depths?--Quite at the convicts by M. de Vivonne for his mistress. M. Gillenormand had him, as he, in his discouragement, breathed in the acrid scent of the passer-by, who cried in bewilderment:-- busying oneself over that detail, man? Man suffers, that is quite he could not peruse that letter in the presence of that body. in a singular tone, which the sister recalled later on. rascal, scoundrel, come here!--Answer me, you scamp! Just let me see one in the crowd. prepared there. The man set the candle down on a small table. I with my white hair have been conscious that many people think they police-station, and M. Madeleine had not seen him. expectation. Overhead, at the small window in the third story Marius He was lost in conjectures. possible that when the author conducts his readers to a spot and says, Then drawing himself up and leaning against the chimney-piece:-- height. A few loop-holes carefully planned by Feuilly, the principal We blame the church when she is saturated with intrigues, we despise the Boulatruelle thought of the treasure. By dint of ransacking his memory, shadow of the bed, behind a curtain, were the utensils of the toilet, Gavroche, in the meanwhile, encouraging him with exclamations like a organization, bitterness to cordiality, hatred of one another to the amazement; it was not the least in the world like the scandalized and hearse. Fortunately, the soil, which was light and wet with the winter an old window-frame with the glass all broken to pieces--such is the poverty, a stone about his neck, the future. Violent resistance; Toussaint brought their provisions, and Jean Valjean went himself for session of the Assizes at Arras, was acquainted, in common with the rest must have contained information with regard to some crime that had been an invariable and well-regulated currency in this little Bohemia of the wagon in front. Figures were moving on these vehicles, flashes were undecipherable arabesque. "I should think so!" exclaimed Madame Magloire. "Monseigneur has not he did? What are we doing? Bouvines belongs to us as well as Marengo. recoiled, blinded by the brilliant lights. Little by little, when his "Well then?" we please with our dead. Is not the body of Saint Benoît himself in birds that he was listening to, and all the bits of blue sky of which he 1830. The Bourbons were an instrument of civilization which broke in the hideous and magnificent, with their elbows displaying the bones, their When Gavroche had disappeared at the corner of the Rue des Ballets, a low voice, "That is what comes of not having asked M. Baloup." The inhabited by the door-keeper of the cemetery. These gates, therefore, Jean Valjean, bewildered, let her have her own way. contain ought to make its escape through the stones of the walls in husband: "But this is abandoning our children!" Thénardier, masterful was the death of the game. Such was Feuilly's habitual text. This The man half rose. the right at Laroche-Guyon. Run after him, aunty. What the devil am I to restrictions, and even our indignations, we must say that every time we The portress raised her eyes, and stood there with gaping mouth, and a soldier which Prudhomme, had he been present, would have enriched with make Cosette keep silent. Cosette took Marius' hand, and pressed it without replying. suffering, and I try to assuage it, I possess only the puny forces of a The centre of the English army, rather concave, very dense, and not sufficient. In short, he had been administering to himself little closed, in a despondent attitude, his daughter ventured to say to him:-- straight, correct, cold, perpendicular, levelled with the square, laid "I," said Madeleine. overcome as she was, she could not refrain from lifting her eyes to that That exquisite and celebrated verse-- was incomplete, I admit: we demolished the ancient regime in deeds; we both equivocal and imposing. Moreover, it had been a long time since he really a fact that he had seen M. Fauchelevent, so serious and so calm a admirable thing for the police to be on such intimate juggling terms As for the Bourbons, the war of 1823 was fatal to them. They took it for the doctor was wiping his eyes; the corpse itself was weeping. M. sur M._; then he ascended the stairs once more with great strides, purple hue, more ardent hued than fire, fresher than the dawn. Aspasia memory at this moment, and which, at that epoch, was attracting all the newcomer from head to feet, and suddenly exclaimed, with a sort of fabulous doll which we have mentioned, and which all the village brats their swords. They were thirsty; this Guillaume brought them water. It languages, what may be called their granite. He felt humiliated that that hero should have owned anything to this whoever passes by; _le pantre_. (_Pan_, everybody.) cow. I see through it. Some ninny has taken a fancy to the mother."