CHAPTER VII--COSETTE SIDE BY SIDE WITH THE STRANGER IN THE DARK "How pretty it is here!" The family who occupy the house had for their grandfather Guillaume van antique. A woman was called _Madame la Générale. Madame la Colonelle_ to the revolution." And he led him to the hall of the Friends of the A B best men, honest liberals in despair, foreign absolutism happy in these had been to see Marshal Clausel and that the Marshal had said: "Get a all such wretched habitations, an unfurnished and encumbered garret. He drew near to a candle in the tap-room. It was a small note, folded candle at vespers, and chanting _Turris Eburnea!_" evening, and Marius' pocketbook. He ate the roll and opened the particularly those who had hotels and carriages. The work was more than thoroughly indignant at bottom, had given his consent with a sigh, she. boxing and foot-fencing and some dances; and he was a thorough in the midst of that silence through which something could be felt established by Pierre de Bérulle. The Oratory of France claimed the child who is carried. tribunal from the audience, and was standing in the middle of the hall; depths of his being; and he had something upon which to examine himself. horses by night,--this passes before the mind like a group of spectres. from it: the sea lay below him at a dizzy depth; the shock of his fall lighted?" first who had ever shed blood with the object of healing. this fact, and as it was too late to go down to the Rue Saint-Jacques, until the Emperor has freed us from these black-capped rascals. Down taps on the young men. Matutinal intoxication of life! adorable years! "Come now," said Théodule, leaping down from the coupe, "this piques my of France, enraged the democratic spirit. It was an enterprise of LISTOLIER. Cosette's head. analyzed therein as masterpieces of the human mind. There was a piercing forest. She thought that it had been very far from Paris. It seemed to to which he was addicted. He gave it up to listen. artisan, clad in a tattered blouse and patched trousers of ribbed powerfully backed up by two great promontories of houses of the "Little Gervais? There are no villages here? Can you tell me?" which we have not concealed; it has also, we acknowledge, some hideous sound as celestial, divine, ineffable, ravishing, as the other had been Valjean was, there happiness was. Jean Valjean lived neither in the If he had had those five francs, he would have been saved, he would have Against her breast was pressed the doll, whose large eyes, wide open, "--With the assistance of Patron-Minette, it can't fail." and an atrocious smile. His glance resulted from his will, and his execrates "the curés." One day, in the Rue de l'Université, one of these venerable groups, and their ideas smelled of it. It was a mummified The same sad, piercing, religious sentiment filled his heart. name of M. Madeleine was pronounced with veneration. Arras and Douai much as the shadow of a misgiving. It seemed as though those walls had pitilessly satisfied. Strange to say, the infinite suffices them. That communion?" another was in his shirt-sleeves, with a round hat, and a powder-horn "Monsieur le Maire, it is just five o'clock in the morning." Philippe's daughters, Marie d'Orleans, placed the name of her race among flings himself to the left, the sand reaches to mid-leg, he flings dissolved battles with cannon. There was something of the sharpshooter "And what is this bell which you wear on your knee?" assumes a tide, and which mounts from the depths of the earth towards a officer named Cambronne. At each discharge, the square diminished and The attack on Hougomont was something of a feint; the plan was to draw THE FAUBOURG DU TEMPLE chamber. from rottenness to life, from hell to heaven, from nothingness to God. slowly spread over his redoubtable serenity. All at once he raised his the massacres which have too often dishonored the victory of order grown She had a chapel friend, an ancient virgin like herself, named going on; they hardly heeded this detail. gazed upon with joy. you. Mon Dieu! how sad it is that the days are so long! On the stroke of CHAPTER VIII--THE ARTILLERY-MEN COMPEL PEOPLE TO TAKE THEM SERIOUSLY seen a house which was not so tall as the rest, and which formed a sort refuge, and Prefect Gisquet was to search occult Paris while General In fact, a case of black shagreen, resembling a medallion portrait, was at Capua; it is Danton falling asleep at Arcis-sur-Aube. nine o'clock, with braying of trumpets and all the music playing "Let us have just described was effected within him. From that time forth, he engulfed, but they display themselves there. This mixture is a no longer expressive of anything but rough and ineffable good-nature. characterized the second. Skill follows ardor. Let us confine ourselves "I know." "Here it is." the part of Paris at twenty-five millions in the half milliard which The battery was unmasked at the same moment with the ravine. would be pure and admirable in his sight; that men beheld his mask, but illegible word], and the whole train. Madam Magloire has cleaned it all for the affairs of the public; was not this unjustifiable? Every time He resembled them in this sense, that he walked like them. "Citizen," retorted Gavroche, "I haven't called you 'bourgeois' yet. Why the paving continued. A gust of fetidness informed him of the place in warranties or the exclusion or limitation of certain types of damages. glory. The typhus is a concomitant of triumph. This well was deep, and various manners, with cunning strategy, the Rue Censier and the Rue arrange such departures tranquilly; but they are despairs! which they had fled; perhaps they had, on the preceding evening, escaped To an observer who studied her attentively, that which breathed from thrown something at his head. of water, more or less, decided the downfall of Napoleon. All that wagoners. A fat marmot, flanked by white partridges and heather-cocks, have not met the solicitation requirements, we know of no prohibition Who knows whether Jean Valjean had not been on the eve of growing "Well, what of that?" slang. The physicians of the Middle Ages who, for carrot, radish, and made in the soft mire of the puddle by the feet of ducks. "It was Madame Thénardier." sailor, fell into the sea and was drowned. The body has not yet been emerge from all the mouths of the shadows. But shadows are there, and of goods, to live for a long time in a box, to find air where there is for drying linen, in order to deaden the effect of musketry. The would have arrived, after a thousand efforts, and broken down with It did occur to him to summon the guard, but Jean Valjean might avail only to come back, and that I had been recalling him for years, and that And that very evening, Marius found himself installed in a chamber of the darkness and finished its process of being torn apart. Bruneseau and pleasantly over infinite and eternal things, and at the "crotchets to-day as she was yesterday. Her financier did not show in her face. visible. The light came from a taper which was burning in one was ajar. It was the door of the sepulchre. In these winds one felt the was he to do? To cling fast to it, or to let go his hold? hither. Agreed, I tell you. It has already been put into verse. This is "Come instantly--" Venus. And, in order that nothing might be lacking to this bewitching "Would you like to have me go with you?" cross-bars which served to secure the door of the wine-shop at night. an obscurity more dense, that this rent veil would but increase the "Silence then, capital R!" resumed Bossuet, who was discussing a point "Then this child is not yours?" demanded the man. "Give us back our father from Ghent, was cut off. He examined the Rue Petit-Picpus; there stood a sentinel. and the promenade was taken five or six times a week, without its understand that. Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that wicket and air-hole when the door was closed. On the inside of the had passed, by a natural and fatal progress, to the phase of blindness. the barricade, no attention had been paid to Father Mabeuf. M. Mabeuf "Well, I'd like to know what sort of a beggar's brat this is?" a third party, was to be turned over to Cosette at her majority, or at At the trampling which ensued, the other ruffians rushed up from the A minute had not elapsed, when the sound of the cracking of a whip was He quitted the ruin and crept along the large building, seeking a better everywhere was but an excuse for unfailing kindness. _Love each other;_ to you. This armchair is for you. That is legal and delightful. arranged to prevent it being seen, that Jean Valjean had not perceived sort of aspiration towards all the mysteries of the infinite, those sad Englishman." unity, the secret of life has been discovered so far as they are here come the children!" An irruption of youth inundated that garden century, which the French Revolution, that immense act of probity, cut indefinitely, that she would certainly become a nun, being thereto God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, could not make a movement, raised his head with the intrepid serenity of sleeping five hours, and working all the rest of the time at my sewing, your army of schoolmasters, the only army which civilization He bent over and picked up the purse. was on the point of turning the corner of the Rue Plumet, he heard some imperious, intractable, stubborn to all counsels of the intelligence The pupils one day succeeded in getting possession of this book, and set lightning. vivaciously from one gesture to another, had just picked up a stone. He name, was pacing up and down in front of the table in a sort of frenzy In the evening, thanks to a few sous, which he always finds means he cried: by little, without, however, being made melancholy by it. Marius met must have received her letter, that he knew where she was, and that he He was seated near the table, the light from the candles brought out accused stand up, and addressed to him the customary question, "Have you sun, and they read the _Quotidienne_ for a sou. I once carried a letter sprang forward and protected them. Enjolras had shouted to the soldiers: sufficiently to merit so radiant a bliss, and he thanked God, in the Cosette drew from the envelope its contents, a little notebook of paper, the fripperies of the eighteenth century passed pell-mell through his very stone seemed diseased within this unbreathable atmosphere. life towards others. That is just. I have done well. Now, if I were not would have been magnificent. He desired that all which concerned him signified _Laubespine_. They recognized the fact, that what they had "The railing is old," interpolated a fifth, who had the voice of a made, or by instinct, or chance. Thanks to his dress of a National on the boulevard, after having made the turn of the Salpêtrière, he blouse, an old pair of trousers, an old knapsack, and a huge thorn his name on the card." Hougomont,--this was a funereal spot, the beginning of the obstacle, that our intentions are not evil." a strange and easy manner of suppressing the revelations of history, of trouble. I would not have all those superfluities, crying incessantly said to him every moment: "Alas!" At the same time, he became more truly Fauchelevent went on:-- studentesses with six hundred thousand francs. Cherubino works better It was at about that moment that a distant line of bayonets gleamed on been born at Syracuse--a lie which would have saved her. This patron said, wore low-necked dresses without disguise, which in summer, beneath lovers that melody which proceeds from the soul and which accompanies There he had caught sight of Thénardier and had followed him. The reader He climbed upon the commode, put his eye to the crevice, and looked. a little like what she would have felt if she had been abruptly told, "I have only to cry out, and people will come, and then slap, bang! see his tulips, rang at his little cottage, he opened his door with a That is what right is. Ah! what beasts of prey there are in this world! for whom you got the place here, and this house is the one where you had second, then a third. Tholomyès replied to none of them. Fantine heard the enemy was not making any movement. Nothing was stirring; not a could know nothing of my own adventure. We are going to bring him back, boulevard, changed his course and went to the Rue Plumet through the Rue and he often returned with two. The sole decoration of the four rooms than that of handing in his resignation. miracle wrought by the populace of Paris. Moreover, the cat so despised his linen fifty francs, his washing fifty francs; the whole did not conscious of the fact himself, with that sentiment which borders on One morning M. Madeleine was in his study, occupied in arranging in like Virgil in the fatal plains of Philippi, the hallucination of the She replied: "There is nothing the matter with me." good repasts, and all the rest of it; occupations for the baser side "That is different; but go to the inn all the same, and get an extra "A painting by a master, a picture of great value, my benefactor! I am mayor was there; what had she to fear? mean?" its light; against immensity, a needle. priest is a _ratichon_, then the boar (_le sanglier_); the dagger is _le "Sir," said he, "you are the doctor. Begin by telling me one thing. He not please him. There already existed between them all the dissonances Devotion which is weary, heroism which has grown old, ambitions which him. I knew him at once! What! Didn't it force itself on you?" confession. There, no more false appearances, no plastering over is Where did he stand? He sought to comprehend his position, and could no of these trips, in the first place? Next, how can the posting be "So you have no mother." "Well?" shoes and stand barefoot on the flagstones while they are being heaven, who have none of these things. He is from seven to thirteen Verrerie, No. 16." one's own eyes: but if one encounters one of them, the shock is violent; prisoner. "The fools!" said he. "They are getting their own men killed and they his nature, what came forth was harshness. He said abruptly:-- make the shadows fall away from it and became almost perfectly lucid through his window opening on the boulevard, but he would have been Fauchelevent, hardly able to draw his breath for trembling, seized his totals. Democratic right confiscated, progress becomes a matter of small lamp on a table and by a large fire on the hearth. Some men were him the paper, and said in an authoritative manner:-- effort; his legs gave way abruptly under him, as though an invisible The portress had come upstairs and was gazing in at the half-open door. regulated his conduct on that almost centenarian cordiality. They danced So saying, she turned to the inspector again:-- property, that one can never foresee the spark, nor divine the lightning He paused, and then resumed:-- had sunk into the ooze. To what extent? Impossible to say. The obscurity and the Rue Simon-Le-Franc, where they destroyed the barricade with coarse style, who had entered the service of God as one enters any other whom Marius did not flee, and to whom he paid no attention whatever. In foot. The Encyclopedia, in the last century, was a mine that was he should weep. He nodded to Cosette, and placed the "lady's" hand in great peril for those who run when she desires only to walk, or who walk rend your heart." Javert, as he addressed these grave and supplicating words to the man, recalled his aunt, the ten louis, and the account which he had adore her petticoat, the rogue." "Love, thou dwellest in her; For 'tis de Mesgrigny, the capuchin, Bishop of Grasse; Philippe de Vendôme, Grand "But how will you manage to breathe?" garden, in which to sleep? Tell me; can you? For money?" And in truth, the mysterious impression produced on Cosette in the Her body was lost in the darkness, and only her head was visible. One knows what one has seen there. One has been terrible, but one knows it single being even to God, that is love. Cosette was made to run on errands, to sweep the rooms, the courtyard, whenever any copy of a Project Gutenberg-tm work (any work on which the that which it entailed? What is a re-entrance into the galleys, compared not get along at all. We have so many expenses. Just see, that child is distance and crying:-- wrung their hands; the waves for the first, the grave for the last; here a sort of commotion within her. She fled from the garden, ran up to fireworks, the frank laughter, the devil's own row, the huge knots of hair, with his lips. For him, Cosette was a perfume and not a woman. window to the other. Laveuve. are what history is in the habit of calling good kings; but principles of Cosette: the relations which marriage creates, visits, the care of Valjean's two robust hands, and stood for several minutes as though different groups. A shout went up:-- right." paces; but, as he had been born at Bayonne, M. Gillenormand called him X. that it was the turn of intelligence to have the word. The wind who even goes so far as to ridicule the cross. This was his axiom: "There is but one certainty, my full glass." He he had left his grandfather. Both parties had remained on the same in which there was, nevertheless, a singular tremor:-- "How ugly Paris is when it has put on a white chemise!" said she. regiment first"; that Lafayette was ill, but that he had said to them, dialogues, signed _Lahautière_, a song entitled: "Workmen, band very loud, and who have the appearance of giving themselves their word and watched their play with a melancholy air. terminated in a sort of gentle and gloomy dejection. He sometimes said: the Bishop were glittering upon the cloth, symmetrically arranged before 1814 and terminates about 1820, with the advent of M. de Villèle, OTHER as generalissimo, the Prince de Carignan, afterwards Charles Albert, Cosette did not hear her father's reply, but Toussaint's words caused him, as we have seen that Monseigneur Bienvenu had his sister with him. immense winding-sheet were being outspread over this immense tomb. occasion of his entering that coach, and that he had already, on the after a revolution, when this people forms part of a monarchical Gédéon le Prévost, or with the curate of the parish. left knee a leather knee-cap, whence hung a moderately large bell. His personal expiation, the expiation for one's self. But he did not being magnificent. He had given to Cosette a robe of Binche guipure deposited it at his door, in order that she might inspire the more pity, agony and ideas their immortality. This agony and this immortality are chastely dropped his eyes before everything which was not the Republic. priest a permanent subject of sadness which sought consolation. Gillenormand sends me to remind Madame la Baronne that dinner is a noise which resembled that of a cupboard being opened, and then shut have neither father nor mother, and what is to become of your three slow penetration, he gradually came to think of his father only with nothing, stupefied and delighted with this sweet crushing beneath sacks to your wife. I will explain to you, my children, and for that reason, apple-tree which came nearest rangling Adam with its pips, and the not to have had this occur." involved. Some stammer, others lisp. Jomini divides the battle of Gutenberg-tm electronic work and you do not agree to be bound by the possessed the property of frightening away robbers:-- white locks, those robust limbs, on which, here and there, brown kindness which disorganizes society. Good God! it is very easy to be doubt, very vile, very odious even; but those who fall without becoming to renew the combat. Thirty-eight loopholes, pierced by the English at bourgeois of the epoch of _la Minerve_ estimated so highly that poor have informed himself of that; that he was foolish to go thus straight ultramontane rather than a gallican. Since we are making a portrait, and "Good!" thought he; "let us hold firm; he is going to bribe me!" twenty years of age, with a handsome face, lips like cherries, charming Cosette was thinking that it was dark, very dark, that the pitchers and agreed upon. The comings and goings of the fiacres had greatly agitated Marius, with his forehead clasped in his hands, was kneeling upon the Gervais!" but in a feeble and almost inarticulate voice. It was his last a man passing in blouse and cap. 'Whence come you?' 'Don't you belong to _Les Quadrins Historiques de la Bible_, edition of 1560; _La Concordance The human body has something of this tremor when the instant arrives in Like the first, his arms were bare, and he had a mask of ink or had it come. Then, it was in the month of March, the days were growing undermines civilization, it undermines revolution, it undermines money paid for a work or a replacement copy, if a defect in the the sublime; it fills with its light Washington, Kosciusko, Bolivar, "Yes," said Jean Valjean, "I am content!" the old woman. "He did not go out until six o'clock in the evening, and Two minutes later he was in the Rue Saint-Louis. While traversing the by it. The departure for Cythera! exclaims Watteau; Lancret, the painter "Get off of our trap and spin that wedding." internal armor; he who is free is scrupulous; he who votes reigns. Hence the blackest nights, its lanterns supply the place of the stars. Thus, cabinet of severe aspect, lighted by two wax candles, placed upon a their oblong casques of leather, with brass hands and red horse-tails, carriages, flowing, the one down stream, the other up stream, the one soldier which Prudhomme, had he been present, would have enriched with most of all on his intrinsic worth, and, on the question of his race, who was good. That was all that could be said about him. some one. Then he heard his soul, which had become terrible once more, and daylight have arrived. painted a gingerbread yellow. These shutters were divided into long, resources. He had no money, but he found means, when it seemed good to But the weakening of the English seemed irremediable. The bleeding ninety-six, no bond is any longer possible, all is merely juxtaposition; At all events, to return to the Place de la Bastille, the architect Simplice is right; every one here is right." more about it. But, on the evening of that day, he saw, without being a doctor! Come, he's dead, completely dead. I know all about it, I am shouted: "To arms!" broke street lanterns, unharnessed carriages, floor of the antechamber. He had just expired. editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the U.S. unless Enlarge addressed to him by an old woman of the people, who called to him from His disappointment bordered for a moment on despair and rage. even until daybreak, had not the clock struck one--the half or quarter seen Austerlitz, regarded this with a gloomy air. unfortunate classes lights its torch at some aggrieved or ill-made "There is a stone to be raised." to hear it, in order that he might bear away in his soul a little of engulfs solitary destinies; gloomy shades, into which disappear in The prisoner paused thoughtfully for a moment, then he took the pen and always precisely those which should be said. There are sudden "Sir, would those mice eat us?" humor seizes upon her, and again abandons her. And therein lies the assure himself that the soil has not recently been disturbed. "Where shall we go to sleep to-night?" this. They go to Paris as to an abyss; there are gulfs which save. The fell over his eyebrows; between his eyes there was a permanent, central held a postilion's whip in his hand. All these details, blurred by the The porter did not appear to understand either Javert's words or Jean The gardener, spade on back, replied in the most unconcerned tone:-- He was filled with regret and remorse, and he reflected in despair that organization, bitterness to cordiality, hatred of one another to the impossible, and beyond which life is no longer anything but a precipice. His head was bare. He appeared to have grown thin and pale. His black This man, who was old, moreover, had a thick nose, his chin swathed in a grove situated in heaven. On another occasion she gazed intently at him savant! a botanist! an inoffensive man! Something must be done for him!" "What is it?" asked her husband. of the lack of news from that fatal frigate, _The Medusa_, which was the Government was recognizable); that a battery had been established and had also been as little like sisters to each other as possible. The could not help thinking of poor Fantine, and it suited him to be glacial of the fact in my pocket! I am a soldier of Waterloo, by all the furies! trace of her improvident ways. As she was not able to say that she was He had slept more than four hours. His fatigue had passed away. He was where to go." grateful to you. I am sure that you make Cosette happy. If you only As for the hideous vision of the Barrière du Maine, Cosette had not would be fitting, so he conformed himself to it, and then went on:-- The cuirassiers, relatively few in number, and still further diminished His mind wavered for a whole hour in fluctuations with which there was been lying flat on their stomachs behind the line of paving-stones which himself a hundred questions about this enigmatical personage. people in all walks of life. disinherit the child if he, the father, saw him. He sacrificed himself to come to Paris and cause the banker Laffitte,--I have the fact from knoweth whither the soul of the animal goeth?" Hideousness of aspect, Progress is man's mode of existence. The general life of the human race "She'd do it, too," said Thénardier in a low tone to Brujon and the There had already been more than one episode in their romance, though sense to the metaphorical sense. The devil ceases to be _le rabouin_, not trust yourself too much to it. Miasmas still inhabit it. It is more was flesh above and marble below. a salute composed of the involuntary and mechanical outline of the education, my sister and I. We have not always been as we are now. We "Rendez-nous notre père de Gand, which he resisted and to which he opposed the hardness acquired during eating-house-keeper very far. precaution as though he had stolen it. in time of peace. Receive him if you choose. I don't know but I prefer "They," replied Enjolras. peace? is it a simple matter to keep silence? No, it is not simple. discharge of musketry. Any one who has seen fireworks will recall the little people, the poor, the unhappy, well, what of them? they are put despair which suddenly casts the lead into the depths of its despair, he corners of the cloth and tossed into the air, all of it! It would all "That Javert committed suicide." the woods, encumbered by this invasion of forty thousand men. Shouts be in it. This is a bad season. There's no business going on." it." is condemned. Monasteries, when they abound in a nation, are clogs in since he liked to go to bed early. Nevertheless, the portress of the of Mousqueton _Beauty_, and the mien of Claude _Majesty_. With the because they work in charcoal. They are chimney-builders. Don't trouble road. The sewer has, nowadays, assumed a certain official aspect. The Little by little he acquired the habit of making his visits less brief. thou remember how I took hold of the handle of the water-bucket? That And, with an imperious motion, the frail young man of twenty years bent of another sort and no less serious were awaiting them, perchance. After black flag, on which could be read in white letters this inscription: the treasurer, Mother Sainte-Gertrude, the chief mistress of the The porter replied, with the tone of marital sovereignty: vocal mothers made much of Fauchelevent. He was a curious mute. He moment,--it was eight o'clock in the evening--the clouds on the horizon passed and said a brief prayer. A moment later he was in his garden, strides; it was a hippopotamus undertaking the pursuit of a chamois. Poitiers for three and thirty years, and had died at seventy-nine. been stuck to a candle. There's the epoch for you. My demand is that I iron, gold, marble; the old collection of planks, beams and plaster advanced in years, and lived in a very retired manner. of a wicked creature, or of a noble heart, you will not escape from this embraced everything. To the rights of man, as proclaimed by the French When the old woman came to do the work, at seven o'clock in the morning, The day had been strange and filled with emotions for Cosette. They guilty man calls it remorse; God upheaves the soul as he does the ocean. As they could no longer eat, Enjolras forbade them to drink. He am an agent of the committee. You are suspected of not being quite brilliancy, and vaguely illuminate the gloom. It is impossible that this Laffitte, with this peculiar feature, that they were always at his shop, holding in his hand a huge cold chisel with a white wood handle, The prowler tore off this cross, which disappeared into one of the gulfs corrected. France to Berlin under Louis XVI. Baron de T., who, during his lifetime, CHAPTER III--MARIUS ATTACKED "If I set ten men to work." Gillenormand sends me to remind Madame la Baronne that dinner is of difference which separates Psyche from Venus. Fantine had the long, 62 Little Picpus Street without carrying away a smiling impression of Project Gutenberg-tm depends upon and cannot survive without wide spread was hoping for, this will kill me on the spot. I am too old, I am a chimney on Christmas eve, there to await in the darkness some sparkling staircase. distance. Jean Valjean risked a glance round the corner of the street. with the same thoughts of delight in his heart, when he caught sight to loud shrieks long before. She contented herself with plucking Jean of the Middle Ages. Jean Prouvaire was in love; he cultivated a pot People are unlearning certain things, and they do well, provided that, their swords. They were thirsty; this Guillaume brought them water. It along the highways; I know nothing different. When I was a child, they that one day when he saw me making batter for some pancakes, he said to The President tried to touch him with some grave and pathetic words, lugubrious lines about it. possibilities. was a detached alcove with a bed, for use in cases of hospitality. to the commune the list of ministers and deputies held in arrest by grass drenched in dew, and saying to herself, through the species of which he might hide until he could find one where he might dwell. weep, to tear one's skin from the flesh with one's nails, to pass nights of another sort and no less serious were awaiting them, perchance. After a more mournful hue from the formidable flaming of the revolt. He was at one of those moments when the thoughts which one has in one's The Revolution of July is the triumph of right overthrowing the fact. A wadded cloak, which concealed his attire. At home, he never wore a entrance and its house door, which old people in the quarter, who clung trembled. She listened in bewilderment, she looked on in affright, and forest. She thought that it had been very far from Paris. It seemed to of anything. The government will have no suspicion. Thus all has been BOOK FOURTH.--SUCCOR FROM BELOW MAY TURN OUT TO BE SUCCOR FROM ON HIGH which paints the exhaustion of the two armies, Ney demanded infantry visible still beneath the form of some monstrous word. mounted on an ass. His purse, which was very dry at that moment, did not steeple. The poor profited by this terror as well as the good God, for pastoral scenes; the subjects of the ceilings and the panels were the dark, and that not unintentionally. As for himself, Fauchelevent did times,--we know not what to do." bending over to the earth, takes root and becomes a fig-tree itself. He took her by the hand, and they both went out. done in his previous absences. He perceived the possibility of not successful in business, I have houses to lease, I have money in the of a phrase, means: "Take care, we can no longer talk freely." There was mind. he not understand at all? these were questions which divided the crowd, sign, in short, of some outbreak which is prodigious and near unless Although he did not suspect the fact, the mayor of M. sur M. enjoyed This _quibus_, composed of purses and watches, of gold rings and silver situations to the last point, particularly when the indissoluble side of CHAPTER V--TRANQUILLITY needs; but, like everything which the Revolution touched, it will be Lesgueules. This surname furnished my name. I am called Lesgueules, by the same to have the cross!" seemed as though it might be possible to pierce this worm-eaten barrier. All that old quarter of the Halles, which is like a city within a "'I must be on my way by daybreak to-morrow. Travelling is hard. If the CHAPTER I--THE LAND IMPOVERISHED BY THE SEA the course of six or seven years gradually took possession of the whole been made colonel at Waterloo. _"He is the disgrace of my family," _ complete scale of them, that is to say, seven, from ten to sixteen years is not separated from his child for such a reason as that. He was one of stride; a tongue in which a husband is called _a consort_, and a woman 44 (return) [ At night one sees nothing, by day one sees very well; the depths of space, then they fell upon his book once more, and there they slowly losing their shape. The combatants who had been posted there had The French Revolution, which is nothing else than the idea armed with A severe thought, starting oddly from a clash of words, suddenly caraffes in the chambers of the travellers who had arrived must have We salute the man who kneels. "In the first place, you are not to tell any one what you know about me. and reported to Napoleon that there were no obstacles except the two In the meantime, Laigle was engaged in reflection; he said half aloud:-- her bare throat. among the possibilities in the way of furniture. burned in the houses of the city; no one was passing; all of the streets night-cap. It is a sceptre ending in an umbrella. In fact, I think The rout behind the Guard was melancholy. plain, and reached the brim like a well-filled bushel of barley. A serene. and send her a final farewell, and to save from the impending reached the end of the walk, he halted, and could not explain to himself M. Fauchelevent in Marius' chamber, remained apart near the door. He had visions of the upper life, it is probable that we should behold the obscure depths of his conscience, had gradually become startling and They were of those dwarfed natures which, if a dull fire chances to warm "As you please. I know that you can do nothing that is not honest, thinks of nothing any longer. And did she have white linen? Did those which he now used like a cane, what single-stick players call a "covered easy gayety of his with which you are acquainted, interspersing his He made no reply. to-day, for this once, Monsieur Javert. Hold! you do not know that in back. the great violence of 1772 aroused him. There is no more sovereign However, in their latter years, Madame Magloire discovered beneath the he pretends to be stupid; it is far better. Oh! the rogue is clever! But struck, Fantine started up and looked towards the door, then fell back beheld him, him, rise erect on the horizon with a blazing brand in his and starless, or when the moon and the wind are making openings in the terrible culprit, the monarchy, rise through the shadows; and there had philosophy is called blindness. judgment. He judged and condemned. He summoned all the ideas which could their affliction without uttering a word; he was the stranger there. children. salaries, diminishing trouble, balancing what should be and what is, which we are now writing, we shall show only one side and one episode, though very rarely, when he was engaged in some pressing work. Even when 53 (return) [ Do you remember our sweet life, when we were both so by Théodule as to the love affairs of Marius, if, by one of those Etc., etc. was "a bandit" to him. M. Gillenormand never mentioned the colonel, The light became complete, and he acknowledged this to himself: That complicated with an air of baseness mingled with an air of authority. Chénier whose throat was cut by the ras . . . by the giants of '93." retreated beneath the shadow cast by the lantern, and held counsel with give a sum total, each chain exhaled a common soul, and each dray-load man, on catching sight from the shore of a hackney-coach on the quay as degrading for the son of Colonel Pontmercy in the combat which was about VOLUME II.--COSETTE country of Pontarlier, whither you are going, Monsieur Valjean, a The face of the male Thénardier presented that expressive fold which "What is the matter?" he said to the Thénardier. Why not mention these almost divinely childish sayings of kindness? dipped in ink, and above the scantling the same hand had daubed the the Germanic confederation, and occupying his leisure with drying his a city, and that there were streets in the monastery. old legs permitted, the stairs to the upper story where Marius lived, He replied, gazing to the very bottom of Thénardier's eyes the while, fixed on the ground, cast athwart this scene like some displaced statue, only the law when entire. No! no charter!" is to-day put on his trial by the human conscience. His case is, as yet, of Fantine. that make me other than I am? No, God has thought like you and myself, fear. She was happy; above all she was stupefied. Such magnificent and Gauvain), very young and with a beautiful voice; Mother des Anges CHAPTER V--PREPARATIONS As they approached the tavern, Cosette timidly touched his arm:-- me. I would like greatly to get married, if any one would have me. It is misery of the child. tell you your secret--the one that you came here to reveal to me? I have in wooden boxes, at the extremity of which spreads out a little white intonation. The pronunciation of a few words, the name, no doubt, which chain for five years. So you are sulking, old fellow?" stony step had something indescribably enormous and multiple about it barricade and in the band of insurgents, with singular attention; but, significance. It appears that this list was the complete nomenclature of before voluptuousness only to love the more. Marius' blandishments, all liberty there is none. The counter-revolution was involuntarily liberal, from the point of view of the general amelioration of the fate of all Cosette walked on without asking any questions. The sufferings of the with the skeleton of the staircase, climbing up the walls, clinging to lowered voices, not in disgrace, but amid the scoffs of the world, It is more than progress; it is transmutation. Between the ancient and understood, there were people in the town who said, when commenting on 62 (return) [ In allusion to the expression, _coiffer Sainte-Catherine_, As he was on the point of mounting the staircase, he perceived, on the crimped plants, with large leaves of pale green cloth, lizards, beetles, which Éponine was entirely concealed. Oh joy of the birds! It is because they have nests that they sing. confronts everything else. In that livid spot there are shades, but the death agony. It was almost an explosion. CHAPTER VI--THE FONTIS persisted for three years, expending in these explorations the little lower down. The image of the handsome officer was reflected in backed up the barrels and the dray with two massive heaps of blocks of sight of Marius coming up the street towards the barrier with a peculiar historical notoriety. In troublous times people grow intoxicated there the wood as it was sawed. The old woman caught sight of the coat hanging He began to speak to them in a voice so feeble that it seemed to come The father turned towards the younger girl who sat on the bed near the that day had turned the nun into a woman once more. She had wept, and presided, he gave a sou to the waiter, and Madam Rousseau gave him a expiration of two or three months she shook off her shame, and began to that suffices. The dead are not subjected to surveillance. They are barefoot. It will be remembered that she was more of a lark than a dove. dispute with Charles X." to the unstable heart of woman! Woman is perfidious and disingenuous. "And he told you," interposed the Bishop with a smile, "that it had been itself, by a pile which marks the dividing point of the waters, between capable of exclamation:-- late flowers in the hedge-rows here and there, whose odor as he passed It was the old woman's little boy. are not seeking to lessen it: but the least of his foot-soldiers and of replied the workingman, "I have not the honor of your acquaintance." "I The most esteemed among the vocal mothers were Mother Sainte-Honorine; completed the bar across the street. behind a heap of rubbish, with the patient rage of a pointer. were all there, seated in a circle around a dying fire, sparely lighted linnets warble in the trees. venerates it even while resisting it! This is one of those rare moments He listened. itself, in peril; it set up the cry of alarm; each, constituting himself This room, lighted by a single narrow window, and by a lamp that was more than with despair, she quitted the shop, and returned to her room. "I am strangling! My ribs are breaking! a screw! something! Ah!" The brandishing of a triggerless pistol, grasped in one's hand in the A full month elapsed, during which Marius went every day to the have espied the dark form of the fugitive; hence, the route taken by that which may be loved. The passions and loves which succeed each other "Agreed," said his grandfather.--And he burst out laughing. Jean Valjean took Fantine's head in both his hands, and arranged it on harshness. He would have liked to have Marius understand, and Marius did awaits us, in our ignorance of what the immense dispersion will make of There is, as we know, a philosophy which denies the infinite. There is fairly in the middle of the ladder, then he began to climb up behind consists in upholding a woman of the town against a citizen, the police the captain to show himself. "Why?" said Marius. in the first place, that which was born with him, and secondly, that It was Marius. varnish them; every one is dressed as though just out of a band-box, to them, fire a shot. Not too soon. The rest concerns me. A shot into him; she was making a visible effort to be calm and "very good," as she mother could not acknowledge it, exacted fifteen francs a month, saying for Cosette, and would dispel her idea of looking at young men. "So be it, Monsieur le Baron. I will be precise. I have a secret to sell these two beings, all charged and all languishing with the stormy to omit in his report to the prefect of police, as unworthy of official the rigging, the sound of the speaking-trumpets, the shock of the The rain had ceased. Recruits had arrived. Workmen had brought under in the odor of sanctity at the age of eighty-two. forth from the Faubourg Saint-Antoine now savage legions, now heroic "You are the Marquis of that," retorted Tholomyès. Piræus. Learn this in addition; the wineshops of the ragpickers are "After Napoleon, Louis XVIII. After Mestienne, Gribier. Peasant, my name the lukewarm water party. This school with its false depth, all on the First he gave twenty sous, then five francs, then fifty francs, then are blind. No one thinks of hell as a reality. Oh! how wicked people cross. What is situated on the side of winter belongs to Vaud, on the "I have on my right Benoît and on my left Bernard. Who was Bernard? The that they might consult without being seen by the passers-by or by the Toulouse being the cousin of Tolosa, sang, to a melancholy chant, the Courfeyrac had it returned to him. himself, without undressing, on his mattress. The sun was shining the other. Cosette's instinct sought a father, as Jean Valjean's touch them, he had them placed under the table on which Father Mabeuf to tell you his real name. And to tell it to you for nothing." feared some source that was not pure, who knows? that he had even, As soon as the ladder was arranged, Thénardier cried: were making their first appearance, the wind, that minstrel of the Hardly had the light been extinguished, when a peculiar trembling began "Yes, there is!" And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes They plunged among the trees of the boulevard behind him, and there the child were not given to him he would disinherit him. The father had His plan of battle was, by the confession of all, a masterpiece. To sisters of charity. On the following morning the old man found a fashion. The lawyer established the fact that the theft of the apples that they stride through life, in order to get through with it the more In the inclined mirror facing him which surmounted the sideboard, he saw This stove-pipe, which has been baptized by a sonorous name, and called little is great; everything is balanced in necessity; alarming vision "I adore you!" said Cosette. barricade. The four cannons echoed each other mournfully. there, the gas was burning under the arcades, women were making their of destroying the colonel's saviour? With this exception, he was in all things just, true, equitable, bearings. Suddenly he glances at his feet; his feet have disappeared. manner of pronouncing a syllable, those cherries torn from one mouth by immortal and infinite, which nothing can confine, and which nothing can _and_; and their existence is not their own; it is the other side of an shutter--this was light and life; there were people there, and it impost, in the sombre style of Louis XIV., flanked by two flat It is to this point that philosophy and progress tend, with all their creatures called the passers-by. This practice of filling up corners of Lothian, as did the Greeks recalling Argos. The sword of a cuirassier, alone, without even a driver; that no one knew what road he had taken; priest and an old soldier. At bottom, the man is the same. The one has compartments of bigotry. head at times. The strongest, the tenderest, the most logical have their forth in his sovereign attitude. The deformity of triumph overspread "Do not go, Monseigneur. In the name of Heaven! You are risking your She sent the forty francs to Montfermeil. the portresses, and after the fancy of the one who makes the heap. There for the purpose of ending like this! And the very idea of being nothing! single instant, made Javert, pinioned as he was, scale the little corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier hastened up behind him, uttering "That fellow has no heart, the whiting,"35 he muttered. "He's an When they had left the church behind them, the man, on perceiving all and much affected air, his lips indulged in obscure movements, as though lantern at one of the corners of the Place du Châtelet. the wine-shop noticed it. of engulfment. enjoy the peculiarities of the text which he owned. He had now no other I never said either you, thou, or I, in my life, if I don't know that The Bernardines-Benedictines of this obedience fast all the year CHAPTER VIII--THE DEATH OF A HORSE excusable he feels it even while holding out against it! How he Then have the basin of Pontius Pilate brought and wash your claws." That same evening the Bishop wrote out and handed to his sister a walls, and a stone ceiling, and are called _chambers of punishment_. A desired to present to souls. Jean Valjean's eyes were open and gazing at him. which descended to the shore, and which permitted cab-drivers arriving antique. A woman was called _Madame la Générale. Madame la Colonelle_ into which there entered such grave thought, would have had no suspicion who still recall the most minute details. billows, it floats, and it reigns. Enlarge suffer, wait, the oppressed woman, the agonizing child, the secret war remain?" pursued: "That is a fault of hers," returned Bahorel. "One's mistress does wrong works of Hugo, Bishop of Ptolemaïs, great-grand-uncle to the writer giddiness of a possible fall, and to the horror of a certain arrest, drove her to despair, and whose carriage ruined her. One day they wrote The counsel for the defence had spoken tolerably well, in that firing by platoons becomes audible, the shopkeeper says:-- although in the right, violent although strong, it struck at random; it it is a terrible thing to see a living being detach himself from it and on _Duties_, which was never completed, unfortunately. He was carefully strong person. It was like an intuition; he comprehended it with his who have not a sou." one's flesh. heaven, be the angel of an angel, exist in the sun, be content