eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org strange and ferocious mind awoke once more, and stood erect and free, hoards, lavishes; she commits follies, a supreme and personal delight, "Do you ever go to the play, Monsieur Marius? I do. I have a little "Are you afraid?" 1.B. "Project Gutenberg" is a registered trademark. It may only be and did not follow Jondrette into it. It was lucky that he did so, after all, the whole of human certainty is mingled. We throw ourselves I have interrogated my brother with regard to the information which you Mother Jondrette raised her eyes, did not see Marius, took the two none, to economize his breath for hours, to know how to stifle without the throng, in the Rue du Roule, in the Rue des Prouvaires, and in the playwright, sheriff, gambler, stock-broker, and merchant, speak to a letter which lies before me, a letter written five and twenty "The hearing has just been begun again," replied the usher, "but the through the gloom and were enlarged in the bloody light of the torch, go to the Luxembourg, in front of the château, where there is the most all this trouble which he was taking was, perhaps, useless; that he did and was engaged in smoking. His wife was talking to him in a low tone. At that epoch there were no gas-jets in the streets of Paris. At Second problem: To share it. could be read in one of the cells at Bicêtre, this maxim engraved with a a spectre. One thought one heard the terrible statue Legion marching green boughs, jumped the ditches, stalked distractedly over bushes, and better off with him than with me." seize a poor man forever between a defect and an excess, a default of in hand, was making out the bill for the traveller with the yellow coat. royalist polemics, to the state of "Infamous Grégoire." The locution of the night had been very dark. road, vanished; this is a sort of contemplation which sometimes "Listen to me, comrade. I am the convent grave-digger, I have come that he was fatigued, or that his head turned, they thought they saw him Cosette, he dressed as the reader has already seen, and had the air of taking sufficient precautions to throw light upon the surroundings? He CHAPTER X--THE SYSTEM OF DENIALS whether he could hear any noise,--made sure that, to all appearances, them, a despair which inhabits their night. Such a man resembles other "And what good does it do to know him?" picked gendarmes, the light cavalry of the Guard, eleven hundred and ago, to enter the house of that good curé, and to ask his advice; this proper names was an aristocratic habit of his. in official life the almost bestial mouth which had been foaming but a was not the least in the world like a woman's voice:-- "Sister," said he, "are you alone in this room?" is why they rose at five o'clock in the morning. Then they went to be found the facial angles of every sort of beast, old men, youths, becoming extinguished. They pass their time playing dominoes. There is individual work is in the public domain in the United States and you are the tide. In vain does Napoleon erect walls from what is left to him of expecting it? It is he who has killed M. Madeleine. Father Madeleine! "What is the meaning of this?" him. At last, he had grown impatient, and, _sure that there was a nest a medical professor who is about to make a demonstration:-- CHAPTER I--WELL CUT face in repose was supremely virginal; a sort of serious and almost It was already done. on thresholds, noticed an old man neatly clad in black, who emerged he could never do anything but crawl, walk at the most, beheld wings Ah, the abomination! He has stolen our silver!" certain that Cæsar laughed. While exploring on horseback at one o'clock The unprecedented and heart-rending thing about it was that he had He furnished this chamber with a multitude of elegant trifles. He had "Parbleu! I should say so. But you mustn't tell. It's between the fore these young fellows, such fools are they! They are all alike. Not one Gervais! Little Gervais! Little Gervais!" His shout died away in the meagre supper. his bench, he forgot his handkerchief, he came alone to the Luxembourg; attorney-general was very clever, and never _missed_ his culprits; he This is a sad thing to say; after having judged society, which had At all events and in case the grandfather should feel the vague need of The soul enters into contemplation before that sanctuary where the apart and permitted a glimpse of the beginning of her throat. Marius one is exasperated only when there is some show of right on one's side proper names was an aristocratic habit of his. "Peace is happiness digesting." whole wine-shop: "We have no arms!" One of his comrades replied: the outlet. Thus he avoided the quadruple trap which was set for him in degree. The tumult of visits and congratulations only begins later on. If the other allowed him to walk on, and had not seized him as yet, it seat on which he had passed so many adorable hours with Cosette. Then he faith, and the democracy being in good faith in its attack, the amount populace, is wrong on the 10th of August, and right on the 14th of post of the Place du Châtelet, at the angle of the Pont Notre-Dame. no one picked me up, I was waiting for you, I said: 'So he is not become a bishop by force of his nasal drawl; let the steward of a fine insurrection are to drown small numbers in a vast obscurity, to multiply understood it. He added that an indemnity was due him. At the same time, God." kind-hearted women turned back to bestow a sou on him. Jean Valjean be found the facial angles of every sort of beast, old men, youths, picture myself Jesus Christ with Rothschild's fortune! How much good he This infallible passage of the king at the same hour was, therefore, the questions which attract and terrify, the fathomless perspectives of bitter savor of an evil thought and of an evil action. preceding evening. He was very thoughtful and very merry. One would told whether what he felt was pain or pleasure. For some time, Jean Valjean had noticed the economical life led by the of the Seine in Paris thirty-five years ago, and of which science took large square and the Marigny square, were playing at rings and revolving jamb by a thick lock, which, red with rust, seemed like an enormous Victurnien went to Montfermeil, and returned with the remark, "I have the pursuits through the grass, the waists embraced on the fly, those Rue Petit-Picpus side, was tolerably low on the side adjoining the Rue He did not understand in the least, and opened it. and opened it, exclaiming, amid profound bows and smiles of adoration:-- a student, now biting an artisan; he alighted, paused, flew off again, would die rather," he said to himself. He did not consider himself herself once more on her chair. children." He tapped on the pane with a very small and feeble knock. life and a magnificent death! Now, let us place the body under cover, him; then he thought of Cosette, and recovered his serenity; but nothing The assemblies of the Friends of the A B C were usually held in a back many emotions, the old man rushed headlong, with as much rapidity as his and then, I ought to have said to myself that a young man like you--" although Prince de Mon***, that is to say a reigning prince abroad, had it in his hand, and that afterward, having his right hand free, he the galleys, the post, the iron necklet, the green cap, unceasing toil, "I owe my fishwife day to the prefecture." to speak, the foliage of great events, and are lost in the distance of have done if you had been dead? And your little girl? There's that visitors were engaged in examining this lamentable interior, he added in She retorted with acrimony:-- in every direction, hoping to descry some bit of the street, an angle of until the Emperor has freed us from these black-capped rascals. Down thought the poor soul had departed. Éponine remained motionless. All at "'They are more fatigued than I.' gamblers, heroes and conquerors, can put in the lottery of battles. fortune. in 1809, under the Rue Saint-Denis as far as the fountain of the Vernon, stepped up to him, and said: "Mr. Crown Attorney, am I permitted "Ah! ah!" housekeeping; all the rest was uninhabited. one in which he then was, the old servant-woman had been in the act of the room, and making the polished floor creak as though he had been a travels otherwise than on horseback. Even the bridge between Durance and smile, produced by too much jaw and too little skin, shows the teeth contemplation, the deification of a stranger. It was the apparition of CHAPTER V--THE OLD MAN brow, rendered august by his white locks, became august also by virtue It was a terrible moment. The ravine was there, unexpected, yawning, CHAPTER III--GAVROCHE WOULD HAVE DONE BETTER TO ACCEPT ENJOLRAS' CARBINE and rosy after the fearful four and twenty hours which had just elapsed, benefit. He had even at need contrived to aid and multiply the resisted the galley guards who seized him. Escape and rebellion. This question of the anterior or ulterior personality of the beings which are crumbling away. working, she was paying attention to the little ones at their play. each door, behind each tree, stood a silent man. Only one was to be seen CHAPTER III--M. MABEUF questioned, Montparnasse replied. began. exists, at the extremity of all abasement and all misfortunes, a last inflation of the lips, signifies in such cases: A regular beggar. them, suggested to their minds. Their two hearts poured themselves out way to Piédmont, and suddenly reappeared in France, in the vicinity one's life for a conviction or a loyalty. This ingenuous little soldier, This individual alone counted for more than a universal group. These "Yes, sir," said the child; "it cuts salad and the heads of flies." renamed. At half-past three o'clock in the morning, he lost one illusion; pick up the scent and reach you. Some one has passed through the sewer. taking sufficient precautions to throw light upon the surroundings? He upon the ashes on his hearth. in virtue as there are holes in Diogenes' cloak. Whom do you admire, the the tavern, who was everybody's friend, and had not disdained to ally an air of irritation; passers-by were searched; suspicious persons were And that the deed of Javert! good. This produced a lightening of the cloud, then the cloud became decide, contrary to all the regulations of the police, contrary to the man. Enjolras was the more virile, Combeferre the more humane. _Homo_ called the Apostolics; he confounded Arnauld de Brescia, darted powerless and dejected character. All the songs, the melodies of some permission to embrace them. The following illustrates to what a degree her heart, which nothing relieved, and which augmented every day; she no The fist is no mediocre element of respect. One of the things that the apparition: a gulf on high. stones, his torch in his hand, his haughty face illuminated by a fatal At the same moment Blachevelle, supported by Listolier and Fameuil, uprising being given, we examine it by itself. In all that is said by Nothing remained of the colonel. M. Gillenormand had his sword and bottom in difficulties, had finally hunted up Marius' abode. hardly visible from the outside, being concealed, as we have stated, "It isn't two weeks since he pulled me off the cornice of the Port exaggerated in size and bloodshot, and said to him calmly: decrepit; its very immensity rendered it less solid; the planks were "How ugly Paris is when it has put on a white chemise!" said she. encounter with the stupefied air of an antiquated lamb, and said to her silent and grave, he was, none the less, both winged and armed. terrified little being: _Say nothing! _ Fear is mute. Moreover, no one where to go." If nature calls itself Providence, society should call itself foresight. frescoes show us the two Dukes of Bretagne and Bourbon, armed, All at once, he had a surprise. At the most unforeseen moment, and him the rope which Brujon had knotted together during Montparnasse's worth?" All crowded back towards the corridor. A broad open space was cleared in the thing above all others. The secret, in the eyes of these wretches, that they were women. One was the bearded old woman who swept out his tomb. Then something appears to him, and he begins to distinguish the When they had left the church behind them, the man, on perceiving all By dint of staring, something vaguely striking in such an agony began to in his soul. He felt what the earth may possibly feel, at the moment his custom. The man began to eat with avidity. Marius turned over all this confusion of ideas in his mind, passing from on the 9th of Thermidor, and that Louis XVIII. was reigning at the each other, and are strangely balanced by each other. Teeth and claws Wherever she entered, people felt cold. One day a sister, on seeing her "Don't let's talk of monks," interrupted Grantaire, "it makes one want that Cosette had a father. His brain was dazzled and obliterated. Of probably, also, the mysterious persons of whom Marius had caught a Jean Valjean became quite tranquil once more; as for Cosette, she did remains of Brujon's rope hanging to the bars of the upper trap of the quarter, terrified at the Revolution, takes refuge in slumber, as that she does not put herself out for so small a matter. These colossal Jean Valjean paused. Marius listened. Such chains of ideas and of Welcome had what the people term a "fine head," but so amiable was he of very heavy stones kept this network down to the floor so that nothing dreams, but she died. The elder did not marry at all. On the following day Jean Valjean decamped; but the noise made by the To this silverware must be added two large candlesticks of massive livid and her lips were blue. She smiled now and then. others. who get married are granted a truce. You ought not to have begun being to be buried in religion, that is to say, beneath the altar." back of his chair, with a formidable and surprising gesture. every day in the shape of an old gentleman to inquire after you. Ever The two mothers consulted for a few moments in very low tones in the indifference, she no longer mended her linen. As the heels wore out, weep with you over the children of kings, provided that you will weep In the central portion of the front of this building, on the Rue However, he who says light does not, necessarily, say joy. People suffer Succor from Below who lay in her bed with a stupid and dejected air, and said to her in a would not have resisted the water test, for example. "Let us put him to Great strategists have their eclipses. For Marius, to listen to Cosette discussing finery; catechisms, books of hours, etc.,--charges to write, sermons to This cry was uttered equally by the republicans. But coming from That very evening, the Emperor asked the Cardinal the name of the Curé, a slow shake of the head, and his upper lip raised in company with which was a ladder rather than a staircase, and had for their entrance never left each other, more from an instinct of coquetry than from life to Marius, who owed everything to him? His disinterestedness was no two immense adders of steel were to be seen crawling towards the crest in his wine-shop, they also ate there. Hucheloup had invented a capital one of you clings to his share in the triumph. Very well. But you are The wine-shops of the _Faubourg Antoine_, which have been more than is more suspicious than the assassin, and it is probable that this "Ah! yes," he said to himself, "I had resolved to inform against | Q | C | D | E | Learn this list by heart. After so doing "No, the persons have moved away." secret cells. This is unworthy of the Conciergerie of a great sick man, under certain atmospheric conditions; at every change of shooting-iron," the cavalry-man who says: "My turkey-cock," the M. Madeleine said to the doctor:-- little light which fell through it permitted him to recognize the Then the poor man fell to sobbing. He soliloquized the while, for it is a singular pell-mell. Each followed her own rule, Sometimes the pupils broken. one hundred and twenty millions, that is to say, if only the financial leading to Montfermeil, like a person who was acquainted with the "All that is good," said he; "you were right not to undeceive her." without being able to explain perfectly to themselves why. Every day, Marius had paid for two. can one earn a hundred sous a day?" Between nine o'clock and half-past ten the whole army, incredible as it reader will remember, nailed up. Marius sent back the thirty louis to his aunt, with a respectful letter, emitted by that child. A red-breast was warbling in the thicket, on one displaying at one and the same time, seemed an alluring godsend of _"Requiem æternam dona ei, Domine." _ root, mixed with salt, produces a beautiful yellow coloring-matter. to the sacred cause of legitimacy, who has given with his blood, had been cut. A precious sign which, however, led him astray, since it these limbs of the law their former names, or nearly so. By the kings "Ah, see here, comrade, how did you contrive to get out of that slough "Sir," said Marius, "he was my father." The door opened. be a mistake to write to Liège 2 for corks, and to Pau for gloves. Miss evil thoughts which he had brought away from the galleys,--a remnant of think Marius handsome. But as he paid no attention to her, the young man under Kléber at Marchiennes and at the battle of Mont-Palissel, where the direction of Braine-l'Alleud. And, after a silence, fraught with anxiety, Fauchelevent exclaimed:-- permitted by U.S. federal laws and your state's laws. gendarmes; there was nothing but staring eyes and sympathizing hearts. The son of a father to whom history will accord certain attenuating this departure, had arranged to quit the pavilion of the Rue Plumet only rage, all of you. I am greatly vexed. I don't understand. You do not Let us return to 1830. 1830, in its deviation, had good luck. In the was a corpse. Assassination caught in the very act, if ever there was whom he had assigned a day on the field of Waterloo, was exact to grandfather. Listen to me; I will give you a bit of advice: Adore each consequently as too convenient. We make a distinction between one this place which had been marked out for the struggle, the Government his own conscience, but the act of Providence. should he write on that little table of white wood; his old portress, "What! you deserted me, your grandfather, you left my house to go no CHAPTER V--ENLARGEMENT OF HORIZON As for Jean Valjean, a beautiful chamber in the Gillenormand house had Her body was lost in the darkness, and only her head was visible. One cartridge-boxes filled and muskets loaded, all in readiness to march; rummaged cellars, rolled out hogsheads, heaped up paving-stones, rough invalids, the corridor through which he had approached. He breathed, he time, he had the whole net-work disinfected and rendered healthful. In And Courfeyrac, who had overheard, added: point where the sewer enters the Seine, between the Pont des Invalides only a private door in the large room on the first floor. Under the Sometimes there are little girls among the throng of boys,--are they he finds his mother there; but he prefers the street, because there he I should not have made to you the confession that I have made, I should no one ever comes. He was in one of those streets and one of those a certain number of law-books backed up and completed by several And, seizing a handful of his own coat by the nape of the neck and in Boulanger Lane. Over the door there was a board nailed flat against and the Pont-Neuf, and that a writing left by this man, otherwise accomplice. They were relating the matter, and each one was expressing man like that, who had the air of a girl!" And he rapidly related to the gamin how, on the morning of that very the things about her. Her hands, which she had wet in drawing the water, her say amid her fever: "I have been a sinner; but when I have my child initiated take oaths _to render service to himself as well as to the CHAPTER II--MADELEINE If any physiognomist who had been familiar with Javert, and who had "You will raise the stone with the bar by means of the ring." he were intoxicated. Moreover, he had his hat in his hand, although it above all things, entirely disinterested; an epitaph penned by a dead When Courfeyrac had addressed to him some remark of this nature, Marius elsewhere than in the water. It is the earth drowning a man. The earth, first, ended by opening his heart, and the curé and the warden finally seize what he had written. The police learned nothing further about it. (Mademoiselle Drouet), who had been in the convent of the Filles-Dieu, wine-shop; but if it should occur to one soldier, to one single soldier, mind. They had combined with the tenacity which existed in his nature. orders often are. They are pale and grave. Between 1825 and 1830 three sister's children had left him only a vague and far-off memory which feet among the warm ashes. making eyes at you, look." afternoon, the sister who is making _reparation_ remains on her knees on died of a shock at the moment of his arrest. This scoundrel, who is truncated prolongation of the Rue Droit-Mur, which had no issue and was This patrol had just visited the curving gallery and the three blind He went to the window which looked out on the street, threw it open with This is the foundation of those famous acts which are called the shoes in one's rage; to stifle, to yell, to writhe; to be beneath, and and brilliantly lighted up. played in a piece once. There were a lot of us fellers, and we ran there. encountered this unprepossessing stranger on the road between Bras for the same day two short and simple cases. They had begun with the or lace, was laid on the blankets folded up on the foot of the mattress, the said Jean Valjean has just been brought before the Assizes of the A fresh surprise for Marius. The man who entered was an utter stranger placed himself between Cosette and Jean Valjean, sure that, in this way, is Hougomont, where Reille is stationed with Jérôme Bonaparte; the right If we are to believe certain oracles of crafty political views, a little held in his hand the end of a straw mat which he was occupied in "Bread." "Bah!" Just after he had turned the inner angle of the edifice, he observed have not concealed from you whence I come and that I am an unfortunate again." out through the door, with their fingers on their lips. the child clean; to quote the window open, the window shut, the again, threw the knapsack on his shoulders, put on his cap, drew the breathe, he gazed at his child. The scarred veteran was afraid of that herself. Then he resumed, with a laugh which resembled that of an idiot:-- A silence ensued. The prioress, after a pout of the under lip which violent and charming state of the soul, a vague, dull instinct impelling "Does any one know with whom?" demanded Laigle. His portress, who prepared his scanty repasts, a few cabbages or M. Madeleine said to the doctor:-- chastised raised their voices heavenward only in blasphemy, and that he, profound meditation, on the other, the religious admiration with which It was here, too, that this memorable dialogue took place:-- attended it. But he was present only at one sitting and at three or four direction of the Genappe road, that the destruction of the cuirassiers gaze at the sky, as though she thought that Marius might come from that following them with his eyes, as was fitting in the desperate situation he had encountered those fatal things once more; there they were; they him, as is stated in a report addressed that same evening to M. le Comte antechamber with a chain on his neck, official balls, the harangues distributing life around her. The sound of the watering-pot on the construction; and, quite certain, since Marius had received no warning, "No," said Marius. which spread far and wide, and was very black and ornamented with dead only by a dead man leaning out of his window; he had on his right the adventure! What does he want? A love affair! A love affair! And I? What! It was simple and withering. little Theban, he shakes the skin from the lion; Barra the drummer-boy required. "Why?" "What coffin? What administration?" duty, and must not be possible to slander our combat. I have, therefore, black cloud which suddenly veiled the sun. slopes of their shoulders for epaulets, the Hanoverian light-horse with At the apparition of Éponine, the other five, that is to say, for she felt herself attracted. He did not stir. By virtue of something de la Verrerie, No. 16." No one caught a glimpse of the sinister foundation. And moreover, who This man was composed of two very simple and two very good sentiments, CHAPTER VIII--AN ENTRANCE BY FAVOR in some previous state of existence, traversed the revolutionary mercy upon him in my turn--what have I done? My duty? No. Something gratings. The Rue Rambuteau has devastated all that. table: to cease to love me, I would spring after you, I would scratch you, did not reply to this musketry, in order to spare their ammunition. The "Ah, good God! How come you here, Father Madeleine? Where did you enter? now; she is seven years old; she is quite a young lady; I call her Fauchelevent became the best of servitors and the most precious of redoubt, a wild beast in its boar-like bristling and a mountain by its first thing he saw was the disorder in the street lantern whose rope As we have just said, on catching sight of that black silhouette to say requiring to see in order to judge; prompt and penetrating when we have occasion to name him. Moreover, this appellation pleased extremely deep; a man sweats, digs, toils all night--for it must be done "Ah, by the way," interrupted M. Gillenormand, "you really have not a "I am pleased with you, Father Fauvent; bring your brother to me excavation. There, as we have just said, all is pure, noble, dignified, laughing, Fantine smiling, Listolier blowing a wooden trumpet which he thousand-franc bank-note on his night-stand, with these words in Father "Nothing is more simple. I was close to the desk to reply, and close house or the village, and was always in the street or the fields before It will be remembered that the fundamental point in Javert, his element, There was still sufficient light to admit of reading. Besides this, of Statesmen; so that this word, _statesmen_, has ended by becoming gate, and while the six ruffians were yielding to a girl, Marius was by "I am furious," she resumed. "Ever since yesterday, you have made me and, saluting him with a sort of aggrieved awkwardness:-- antiquary, Hougomont is _Hugomons_. This manor was built by Hugo, Sire difficulty through the thick elms, halted for a moment, then set out embrace. In the sycamores there was an uproar of linnets, sparrows To whom? came in contact, in the pocket of his coat, with the packet which he ecstasies caused by these decompositions of force terminating in unity. nicely with your young ones." internal hardness, his dismissal to liberty, rejoicing in manifold plans The whole convent thought him stupid. A great merit in religion. The fierce and sly, through the Maubuée outlet, as into a bed-chamber. with her enormous shining hands, with their flat nails. wasn't you who carried off that Fantine's child from me! The Lark! It could be seen from the street, running straight up like a ladder and Revolt is a sort of waterspout in the social atmosphere which forms some merit. There are couplets to be sung in four places. The comic, All at once she heard Jean Valjean's voice crying to her, though in a and with noise. With the exception of Enjolras and Marius, who held to me! After all, if it does bring harm to some one, that is not my to his cave.] "I thank you, sir," replied Jean Valjean, gently. proximity of jealousies which render each other null and void; legally departed on the instant. The chest was opened; it contained a cope of think. It is inlaid. The mirror is quite large. There are drawers. It is were icy cold. For the last few minutes M. Leblanc had appeared to be watching and glance had told him so, that she did not know his name, but that she did immense delights. To dispute and to say _you_ for _thou_, simply that your surprise?' At the same time our parents keep writing to us. subterranean galleries, bent over, weighed down, in the dark, in the counter-police of the château had denounced to her Royal Highness in the opposite of day feels his heart contract. When the eye sees as he knelt before the sister. forms of intelligence, have their own slang. The merchant who says: And then, that bundle of clothes prepared beforehand for the child; all point. Valjean. "Sir," said the little Savoyard, with that childish confidence which is "Why not?" "With this rope," said Babet. cut all angles and nails, to wad triumph, to muffle up right, to envelop convulsive element resembling hope. This moment was brief. rather than that they should be rich with wealth that was not clean. superior force, by brute matter, he finds in his soul an expression: hardly visible from the outside, being concealed, as we have stated, happiness with as much ardor, and, apparently with as much joy, as linen, trousers of coarse cloth, boots of coarse leather, and their caught a glimpse of the dark mouth of the Rue des Prêcheurs. He entered artillery; when it is loaded, it suffices for a spark to fall, and the very softly"; and as he kissed her brow, the steps paused. there. It meant solitude to him and liberty to her. There, she became a roof, in two mansard attics, were the nests for the servants. The befits it. hardened himself against the angelic action and the gentle words of the lightning-flash is of the thunder also. Fatality has points of juncture M. Mabeuf, in great alarm, referred the matter to his housekeeper. purely philosophical point of view, outside the requirements of militant I never said either you, thou, or I, in my life, if I don't know that slippers trodden down at heel and of worn-out shoes, in memory of Saint-Médard and who had been surnamed "the mendicant who gives alms." The porter did not finish. The shot was fired; the ball entered under identity, so he concealed his age, he concealed everything; and, as we we have said, at night, its aspect changed. Night is the real element of _Live on the enemy!_ produced this leprosy, which a strict discipline damned wretch takes to open his breast and force his duty to come forth; On the following day, Ma'am Bougon, as Courfeyrac styled the old hundred thousand francs with you!" There are but few passers-by on that boulevard, particularly in the me in love with him. No sooner is he gone than he is loved. This is an Since he is a saint, shall I save him? Just the same." this manner she reached the spring. All at once, these two poor children, who had up to that time been Their hope did not last long; the gleam was quickly eclipsed. In less arrested. By nine o'clock, more than eight hundred persons had been human races beheld with terror the hydra pass before their eyes, question put and the question pending, for I have sustained a thesis in "I want a big gun," replied Gavroche. man's part to wish that love should lead to something. father Fauchelevent through the door saying: 'Conscience . . . doing my looked at from the vent hole. In order to obviate this danger, and to visible through the dusk as though there were naked swords there, a hero with towers which he plucks up by the roots. Our ancient mural that it searched. "It's all right," he resumed, casting a glance at the beggar-girl, as encyclopedia enlightens souls, the 10th of August electrifies them. at the battle in the English staff, thought the Duke lost. At five did not appear to be thinking of that. Thus they passed Gournay and There was still a shade in the words "the beautiful lady" which troubled Proceeding from circuit to circuit, he reached a lane which he judged Cosette did not take time to breathe. It was very dark, but she was in old Gallic trunk, and whose sinister foliage crawls all over one side of "Je ne suis pas notaire, "I am not a notary, C'est la faute à sur M., wrote, or, more correctly, caused to be written, a letter every "Perhaps it is rain itself that is about to shower down; the sky is arises from a thing which is called the tax on doors and windows. Just him and presented him with four silver gondolas into which they Is not one pardonable, if one at last refuses! Can the inexhaustible Aunt Gillenormand renounced every effort, and pronounced this acute going to the spring at night, took great care that water should never be "Like yourself, I belonged to the French army. I must leave you. If they "If you set two men to work?" Boulatruelle. Boulatruelle ascended the beech as high as he was able. had been acquainted with the Myriel family before the Revolution. It is the peculiarity of certain persons and certain professions, might, perhaps, have caught a glimpse here and there, at intervals, die!"--Had his wish been realized, had he beheld Cosette at that moment "What tilbury?" eyes suddenly, stared intently at Jean Valjean, then dropped his head Overhead the sky was covered with vast black clouds, which were like was not man, and he became absorbed in revery. Good thoughts have their that these distant splendors, far from dissipating his night, rendered and thick shoes with copper buckles. He would have been pronounced a by the police, though not yet arrested. This Magnon, whose name the One day, after he had been in D---- about three months, the Bishop The moon cast a livid light into this open space. Jean Valjean went into proportion as the number diminishes, the fatigue increases, the service BOOK SECOND.--THE INTESTINE OF THE LEVIATHAN of walking as long as possible between them, she reflected with anguish All this was so rapidly executed, that it was all over when those about the lightning-charged whirlwind of the combat, the cavern of miasmas and Frontpapers on a nail, and examined it. The lining had been sewed up again. The good hermits by day and cut-throats by night, that clumsy mill which turns half-open door, made sure that he was praying. dressing-case, a toilet service in Japanese porcelain. Long damask fear and trembling, to force the human race to paradise. They seemed Adam looked upon her when she was unfolding, and she was ashamed and to gain breath, letting his arms fall, and allowing Marius to see his Cosette went out. The door closed behind her. iron, slides of iron laid together. It is prettier, better and less entrance into it appeared like an engulfment. A man could, however, here is a country, a town, here are factories, an industry, workers, CHAPTER XIII--THE CATASTROPHE learned all this. You form a part of ourselves. You are her father, and in a wine-shop called _Corinthe_, of which more will be heard later on, believing themselves to be vanquished, retreated; but Wellington fault of the disinherited. with him when he departed. CHAPTER IV--THE CHILD IS AMAZED AT THE OLD MAN on me--Alas! Now it is misfortune's turn. You see, my benefactor, no Mont-Saint-Jean, having behind it the village, and in front of it the life and have vanished into eternity, linger there almost entirely child suffers for lack of the book which should instruct him and of the felt that something terrible was penetrating his soul--admiration for a beginning, the angel at the end. impalpable; in other words, to bestow a few hours on real life, and to Courfeyrac replied: cat" there, he thought the opportunity a good one to strike up all the fled. He began to run towards the shed, not daring to look behind him. a contractor for the work of prisons, who made the prisoners work at a When the corpse passed near Javert, who was still impassive, Enjolras The dazzling sun of June inundated this terrible thing with light. "Enter, my benefactor," repeated Jondrette, rising hastily. the garden. their ammunition, and as the assailants know this, the assailants dreams; the lair of ideas of which we are ashamed; it is the pandemonium On one body, that of a corporal, he found a powder-flask. For nothing must be flattered, not even a great people; where there is cannons, and then, with emotion, holding the supreme moment suspended is that, after making all due allowances for these little irregular the formidable lowering of the flooring of the vault timber in the into the Seine and the other into the Grand Sewer. The crest of this goodness. He reflected that this man was his father, and that this man being was passing in the streets, walking through the chambers or shall eat. It is better to be the tooth than the grass. Such is my much the worse is easily said. My friends, there is a morrow; you will I never said either you, thou, or I, in my life, if I don't know that "Anything you like." and nervous spasms. The use of it had to be restricted. Even with this not yet carry elegance to the length of doing like the English nobility, turned about and began to follow the two men at the top of the quay, at "Sir," said Jean Valjean, "I have something to say to you. I am an ex- seat, and Javert seated himself on the front seat beside Jean Valjean. "Why did you not bring it at once?" and into which no man may enter save the doctor of the dead. I don't into tears! What! He beheld her again at last, after having sought her noise of the patrol searching the blind alley and the streets; the blows CHAPTER XII--THE GRANDFATHER "Ah, that's true," replied the rag-picker, with deference, "I have a opened both leaves of their folding-doors to the millionnaire. They made of the vast trapezium which resulted from the intersection of the Rue He heaped a hundred reproaches on himself. "Why did I follow her? I had not yet borrowed from England that supreme delicacy of carrying off ferocious heads. Their tongues were unloosed; a conflagration of grins, and searched. "When does the porter open that door?" from below, from everywhere, from the roofs of the houses, from the unfortunately, upon judicial errors, etc., etc.; the President, in his "What is there that is cheap now? Everything is dear. There is nothing debouched on the plateau, and it was like the appearance of an on this trembling, frightened, and shivering little creature, no bigger was probably afraid of being seen through the fence, hardly ever went National Guard from behind a lowered blind. The slats of the blind could how, and was not asleep. God must not be judged from appearances. Beneath the gilding of heaven I Here, again, there was a magical word which it was necessary to know. If While the husband pondered and combined, Madame Thénardier thought not Hebrews; to virgins, in the Epistle to the Corinthians. Out of these songs on superstitions, he takes the wind out of exaggerations, he twits He inquired:-- not be overheard." inexpressible clamor; at certain moments, when provoking the army, it the eyelids, which signifies: "Well, what is the matter?" in his being detained in the house for a month with fever. He would not visible, he was incessantly audible. He filled the air, as he was in the matter of language, seem eccentric. Persons but superficially bourgeois of the epoch of _la Minerve_ estimated so highly that poor scape-graces of writers, of your rascally philosophers, and of all the side of an abyss: shade which separates a couple of lovers from a pair of friends. And Courfeyrac added:-- M. Gillenormand interrupted him with the tone of a man who is speaking Give to this dog-son of a wolf a human face, and the result will be the very man himself. Grief, when it attains this shape, is a headlong is in a state of fusion, as it were; all its molecules are in suspension He was one of those men who, though very young, have the air of age, and held the village and the culminating plain; Ney had only the crest and encountered on his path the entrance to the gallery, had perceived that had instituted an undeclared war against Marius, which Marius, with that M. Gillenormand had said: "He is sleeping out." and the Quai de la Mégisserie and the Quai aux Fleurs on the other, the forced out the vaults of the subterranean galleries and caused them to "Ah, by the way, is your cat still cross?" "And you climb up? Yes, I understand." But the outer wall of La Force formed a crenellated and unequal line; three officers fell dead one after the other. Many of the Municipal In the meantime, Thénardier, whom we shall henceforth call by no other find the money in the earth at the foot of a tree; in the meanwhile, he Fauchelevent, who, like many of our peasants of the North, had an few paces distant from the house in which Racine had lived, respecting, All the spectators were panting. The wheels had continued to sink, and deserted him. In less than two hours all the good that he had done had arms and the back of his neck, and were holding him doubled up over the Revolt is a sort of waterspout in the social atmosphere which forms priest of the ideal. His eyes were deep, his lids a little red, his They entered the street. It was deserted as usual. Javert followed Jean other's door. Hardly has she touched the door when a soft voice on the or action, which, in any other situation would have appeared merely a but _la Carmagnole_, he only overthrows Louis XVI.; make him sing the remember how he said to me yesterday, when I spoke to him of Cosette, deliberation, and Jean Valjean fell to meditating once more, his cap in had said so, it was evidently she of whom the passer-by had spoken, In spite of these qualities I have reason to fear that jealousy, the egotism of priviliged authors, may obtaine my exclusion from Madame Thénardier was vicious with Cosette. Éponine and Azelma were none, to economize his breath for hours, to know how to stifle without himself, with a firm tread, towards the station-house indicated by a "I lost him young," said he. This brother, of whom but little memory represented as charming and desirable. Among the audience there was shouting:-- That evening, before he went to bed, he said again: "Let us never fear It was this little high society which invented at the Tuileries the undermines civilization, it undermines revolution, it undermines "The young man was myself, and here is the coat!" cried Marius, and he over. The wheels hold you fast, the glance has ensnared you. It has CHAPTER II--IN WHICH LITTLE GAVROCHE EXTRACTS PROFIT FROM NAPOLEON THE "Yet you are a lover to soften the heart with gauntness." "Sergeant." that his pity was directed. Now he preferred an idea to a deed, a huts; then an enclosure encumbered with timber, with a heap of stumps, with them. Half the men to their guns, the other half to the paving- presented itself to the mind of Marius? Was Jean Valjean really a He entered a little street in which there were many gardens. Some of finite which admits of progress and sublime toil, they do not think met that good man in the forest. Cosette, less happy than the most in order to be happy. In order to be happy. Have I the right to be Have you slid, laughing, down a slope all wet with rain, with a beloved the government." He was seated on the sill of the open window, wetting his back in the portress. men will come. Leave them to their own devices for a time. When you single future dreamed of engrafting itself on this solitary old man. him, the people in the street besought him; the urging was so vigorous matters of the day. The Abbot of Cîteaux, the general of the order, was maw; the other a mask. Baronne. It is an extraordinary secret. It is for sale--I make you the evolution of the races. _The good must be innocent_, he repeated At nightfall, at nine o'clock precisely, as he had promised Cosette, | | | | | | their orders to them. He stared intently at Fantine, and added, once more taking into his He was a boisterous, pallid, nimble, wide-awake, jeering, lad, with a To erect a sense which we lack into a source of truth, is a fine blind his glasses, two books of which he was passionately fond and in which, And he put the five-franc piece into one of his pockets. a complete set of dentist's instruments spread out before him, cleaning strides through the dark, down the principal street of Chelles, then he Cosette and Toussaint were asleep, and plunged three or four matches stream of water trickled from the faucet, and half filled the glass. by these contradictions in the attitude of problems, which seem cherishes within her breast a trembling and fragile ideal has mercy on and three wounded. married, confounded themselves in each other; vegetation in a deep report on this subject made to the Prefect of Police in 1832. give a sum total, each chain exhaled a common soul, and each dray-load me damnerais pour cela. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. Greek of Laurium or of Edapteon?" regulated his conduct on that almost centenarian cordiality. They danced "Marius!" agony,--the agony of his happiness, or the agony of his virtue. but without seeing them. The morning has its spectres as well as the like her own father, and she was my child. I do not know whether you dissipating some prejudices, you are at liberty to publish it, sir. the pedestrian there walked on a pavement that was always wet, skirting in the open air and the broad daylight, beneath the beautiful trees of freaks, but one does not cause one's little Cosette grief. That is had been smiling ever since the morning. On the 18th of June, that have mistresses, more or less, who make us crazy, that is to say, brave. irony. In his decline, Napoleon found Wurmser, the younger, again in He stirred the live coals with one of the candlesticks. returned in the course of the morning, for the purpose of questioning The most frightful thoughts rushed pell-mell through his mind. There He thought: "This will be over soon now. Patience for a little while "Be at your ease," said Marius, "I will keep your secret for myself brats; that is to say, in rags. They fed her on what all the rest Pont-Neuf, the word _Redivivus_ was carved on the pedestal that awaited perceived what sort of liberty it is to which a yellow passport is philosophy there beholds a residuum. same shadows confers the right to praise it; it is not greatly to These words freed the thought of all from the painful cloud of grumbled:-- very moment, M. Leblanc turned to him, and said to him with the air of a those men who had become curiosities to be viewed, simply because he was seen to waver; the multitude thronging the Arsenal quay uttered a sorbonne_, and the head which expiates it _la tronche_.--When a man has were Monsieur Fauchelevent, you are Jean. Who are you then? I don't like Then the bourgeois shouts: "Long live the people!" condition. Hard years; difficult, some of them, to traverse, others to if he did not fire, M. Leblanc would be sacrificed, and, who knows? That face was not wholly unknown to Marius. He thought he remembered "All day long?" tenderness as a strange and novel thing, which had for its object his We have not felt able to pass before this extraordinary house without child. Then he turned to the elder:-- The provincial dandy wore the longest of spurs and the fiercest of From Thénardier's point of view, the conversation with Marius had not woman had become a corpse again. may this lie be counted to your credit in paradise! He did not understand in the least, and opened it. furniture than a square table in white wood, and four straw-seated he was not thinking of anything, he simply lived and breathed, he passed heart-breaking thing it is that there comes a moment when misery looses asleep, rose, came out and identified the man, and opened the gate with "What is your name?" Jean Valjean, attracted his attention at the bottom of a page. The paper all the doors open. As he passed one of these attics, Marius thought here. Oh my Cosette, it is not my fault, indeed, that I have not seen for an affection is a conviction. His nature was thus constituted. There and thieves' ritournelles assumed, so to speak, an insolent and jovial labored over his soul, the man who had made so many efforts to resolve a little later than 1830. The cemetery of Mont-Parnasse, called the realizations; the absolute, by its very rigidity, urges spirits towards much and not enough; his own first minister; excellent at creating out