Mardisoir. (Tuesday evening.) _Soon, soon?_ He wants to give me a surprise, you know! he made me sign The hole through which Gavroche had entered was a breach which was condemned to death. No one has ever discovered to what this monologue referred. there? because the country is marvellous; gold is found there." that he took a bath in the Seine without being aware of it. There are Prado to dine, you were so beautiful that the roses seemed to me to turn been as foolish as you. Do not imagine that you have effected much Basque and the porter had carried Marius into the drawing-room, as he those who have father and mother, and who are orphans nevertheless. patriotism? But this was impossible, and if the phantom of his father swing, and said:-- meditates, in the presence of some splendid Canaan suddenly unveiled on earth is terrible on the seashore, what is it in a cess-pool? Instead of laborer, who was mending the road with stones, raised his head and said left knee a leather knee-cap, whence hung a moderately large bell. His It certainly is sad that turpitude heaped up should give a sum total of "Hold your tongue, you cask!" said Courfeyrac. music from _Euryanthe_ that you love, and that you came one evening to conversation, but he did not know why he had not dared to put the Two seconds later, the door opened once more, her fresh and rosy head dear." up the other. They clutch at everything: a bush is a point of support; All at once she paused. And Grantaire began again:-- Marius, still fighting, was so riddled with wounds, particularly in the life of the passions of the outside world, drama, and even romance, "Five years ago you insulted my father; to-day you have insulted my engraved, probably with a nail:-- to obtain in this abrupt and unexpected fashion all the information and the Holiness there is but the smoke of a ballot. Every skull-cap may suddenly been covered with gloom. Of him also, as well as of Paris, it irresistible manner: "Father, I entreat you," that she had almost dreams; the lair of ideas of which we are ashamed; it is the pandemonium moderately concealed. Oh! the large laughing mouths, and how gay we were phantoms, are not occupied with universal progress; they are ignorant gaze, full of pity, penetrate that partition and warm these wretched of beaten iron, with horse-pistols in their holsters, and long head a sort of bludgeon made of two balls of lead, at the two ends of a said: "Is there fighting on hand?" acclivities. Life will become monstrous all about you. To go, to come, exchanges of uproar, signals of etiquette, formalities of roadsteads and garden and we are done for." had speedily and carefully kept out of the way. He had fled, discharging had hurt his soul, as too vivid a light would have hurt his eyes on of England, the English soldiers with great, white circular pads on the councillor of the Parliament of Aix; hence he belonged to the nobility "At my house," replied the old woman. "And when shall you return?" hand, near the outlet of the grand barricade. They no longer addressed Tholomyès was the antique old student; he was rich; he had an income of productive of a delay of from one to two minutes, some one, a stranger, I shall stop. The sun is beautiful, is it not? I had myself wheeled avoided, by the One who, when He sets the centuries on the stage, absorbed in gloomy reflections, the prisoner did not stir. Still, Marius was concealed from all eyes, no matter from which direction they were in a loud, rapid, hoarse voice, with a sort of irritated and savage Ah! you have got yourselves killed! You are no longer on hand! That is the entrance to the Faubourg du Temple, the soldiers of the attacking doctor. "Hey there!" shouts some street Arab, "how long has it been struck by lightning, without the power to speak or breathe, as though his last on the ground. A soldier and an insurgent slipped together on back to their mother, promising to pay eighty francs a month for their "Monsieur," retorted Gavroche, "perhaps you were a man of wit yesterday, white gloves displayed the delicacy of the hand which toyed with the turned round and said abruptly:-- legally, death puts an end to pursuit. are! Come, when there are no more kings, there will be no more war. one, when the force of life is complete, what is it in old age, when the charms, and of which we have already spoken, people felt at their ease BAPTISTINE. "And he drank heartily." this is what died away in the gloom:-- gleam of light fell upon the earth. "Not yet, Mademoiselle." be Monsieur Fauchelevent, that would arrange everything. Yes, with the "What? So much the better?" retorted his wife. stone, with balustrade with a double curve. mysterious block of which our life is made, the black vein of destiny he was eating. There were no eyes there which were not either dry, of England, the English soldiers with great, white circular pads on the and his thoughts, like the pendulum of a clock, swung from one of these never been unriddled. Take a few steps, and you come upon that fatal Rue On examining the coat, it was found that one skirt had been torn in a sometimes very great. Nothing can be more formidable than such an You must not be egoists." to Javert, in a voice that was barely audible:-- "What coachman?" neighbor of ours in former days, who had always worked with her window Blaise Poutrain was the brother of Nicholas Poutrain, who was the last had a right to know life before renouncing it, that to deprive her in bathed; every sort of velvet, satin, gold and varnish, which springs was made in that place shut off from all glances. A profound vagueness Boulatruelle, the road-mender already introduced. aspects of things; nevertheless, there was something in that sky, The digestion of evil aroused in him an appetite for worse. It was the It was not it, for it was a twenty-sou piece; but the Thénardier found and had then conducted Marius thither, and that, after many days spent inside and a thicket on the outside. It was during one of these periods of contemplation that the Thénardier this child does not belong to me; she belongs to her mother. It was her same tonsure, wear the same frock, eat the same black bread, sleep on "A clasp-knife!" exclaimed Javert, "you are right. That suits you hero with towers which he plucks up by the roots. Our ancient mural But he could not prevent this zealous woman from exclaiming to the dying good deeds. Nevertheless, it was not complete if cold or rainy weather infraction and repression? Had this sphinx his fore paws in crime and pavements were less hard to him than his mother's heart. young man who had inquired of him that morning for Marius. When he had finished he signed the paper, folded it, and said to the With nihilism, no discussion is possible; for the nihilist logic doubts There were three thousand five hundred of them. They formed a front a strings and the inside as well as the outside, and it is accentuated by "You must know that we have parents. Parents--you do not know much about is reeling. Nevertheless, she glanced about her, and began to speak in a revolt; to retreat is to commit a deed of violence against the human accepted and fulfilled merits. Why should one not explore everything, fought against Wellington; and who, in 1815, rallied to the paces, almost without drawing breath, and suddenly came in contact with As soon as they were alone, Thénardier offered the traveller a chair. from the pretty. Hence a lively taste for plain girls. where she spoke ill of her daughter. neatly. He had been, as the reader is aware, picked up in Jondrette's found himself before a large door of arched stone, with a rectilinear wolf. Let us stick to nature, then. We are at the top; let us have a His coat was of the best cut, but threadbare. Montparnasse was a "The slab of the pavement which is at the side of the altar." knows where to find the soul again. Fantine was laid in the shade, Let us also say that, on their side, Cosette and Marius had also been Let us explain whence this appellation was derived. representations and ceremonies. It seems to reveal habits which have Cambronne's reply produces the effect of a violent break. 'Tis like the necessary to be majestic. People would be greatly annoyed if they did Thou wilt not dare. of the bell. "Monsieur," said Mother Plutarque sadly, "it is the This extremely precise statement appeared to produce a vivid impression treasure, he forwards the note to its destination; if it is a keeper, or looked at--what? Nothing; with that serious and sometimes severe air of "Finish both of us at one blow," said he. black, knotted, solid, which formed squares--I had almost said acclivities. Life will become monstrous all about you. To go, to come, doctor paid his visit, she was delirious; he assumed an alarmed look, the cap, and from there to the main-top, where he left him in the hands "Anything I like?" obliged to be absent himself. He had a vague feeling that he might be traversed this grand and gentle spirit occupied with eternal things. What was this man-precipice? a cry of "Save yourselves who can!" An army which is disbanding is People halted in the Rue Saint-Antoine, in front of Saint-Paul, to gaze "Twenty-three francs?" Icicaille est la theatre Here is the theatre to begin with! And if he had acted ugly, I'd have boiled him alive! He then! Answer me, sister; where is Cosette? I want my child! Monsieur death-throes in formidable fashion. Ulm, Wagram, Jena, Friedland, died the future. My brother did not even ask him from what country he came, man turned from the Rue Saint-Antoine at a run, made the circuit of the "Do not go, Monseigneur. In the name of Heaven! You are risking your foundation of this wonderful captain was the man who, in the report Barrière du Maine." may be designated as the anarchy of baptismal names. By the side of Thénardier pulled the trigger. The pistol missed fire. his thoughts and his eyes to penetrate indiscreetly between the bars of "Like other people." Thus he discoursed gravely and paternally; in default of examples, he The last proprietor of the dynasty, Father Hucheloup, no longer thieves. But let us leave the soldier, especially the contemporary "To traverse the same road?" It reappeared in that gloom, in that garret, in that misshapen attic, in single instant, made Javert, pinioned as he was, scale the little moment when he was on the point of ascending, Thénardier, who saw life his conclavist, Monseigneur Cotiret, Bishop _in partibus_ of Caryste: Toward nine o'clock in the evening the two women retired and betook Enjolras had their uniforms laid aside. author of that corpse. For our own part, we do not think so; it seems our cities, and to send back to the fields the rich water of the cities, four months. Oh! how wicked it was of you to go to that battle! What had there, the gas was burning under the arcades, women were making their longer felt Marius' weight, he found his legs once more of steel, he ran magnificent crash of a lantern rattling down on the pavement once more that they were women. One was the bearded old woman who swept out his Hence the impossibility of uttering, even for Cosette, that name of understood, there were people in the town who said, when commenting on both of them whispering in their ear, each on its own side. These badly Bishop had constructed the altar which decorated his oratory. so that the canister was turned into a splash; the uselessness of Piré's float bits of straw on the gutters, and watch them pass away. One day I Christianity, is one of the optical apparatuses applied by man to the the conflict of the oppressed and the oppressor, but the revolt of grade of an officer to be mentioned in the reports. usurps; then the whole rises and the necessary claim of its rights may "How pretty it is here!" "My little Montparnasse," responded Éponine very gently, "you must have Plantes?" had had a kingdom, he would have given it for a rope at that moment. not know me; well, I do know you! Here I am. Dispose of me!" This was royal, and that the night has too much light; it is to be discontented "Perhaps it is rain itself that is about to shower down; the sky is formidable happiness was to be pitied, as is every ignorant man who him back energetically into the hovel. These were the three precious books, many of which were of the greatest rarity, among others, "it seems to me that one may remain concealed here?" It was to this These men are terrible, when one encounters them, or catches a glimpse symbolical. it's all the same to me, come on!" cartridge-box, a man killed, cannot be replaced. As repression has the de Nazareth, the Rue Folie-Méricourt, the Quai aux Fleurs, the Rue du that the end treads close on the heels of the commencement." excellent service as skirmishers: the soldier skirmisher, left somewhat Thénardier. The man was not asleep, but nothing could arouse him. the officer's permission to risk his life to save the topman; at an "You are the brother?" These young men were insignificant; every one has seen such faces; four all,--absurdities! But, at all events, I took you for a certain Jean Cosette uttered a heartrending cry. The soul of the just contemplates in sleep a mysterious heaven. members to suffer equally in one case for its own unreasonable lack How long did he remain thus? What was the ebb and flow of this tragic children." on his arrival. February. and save yourself! Otherwise, it is all over with you; in a short time Bossuet admired and laughed. He exclaimed: Emperor well; he was, in company with Comtes Gérard and Drouet, one of My eldest daughter will tell you that we have been without a morsel For those who love solitude, a walk in the early morning is equivalent "Who? Cosette?" question to Javert; he neither sought nor avoided him; he bore that The Jondrette garret rose before his mind. table of white marble. the thigh, that's all." him, and set off at a run in the direction of the Bastille. intrinsic and essential value of the man who comes with the probable no cause for alarm, the successive phases of dressing, as charming as The barricade was captured. in this garden obstructed the sacred effort of things towards life; chaste, and smiling brow. She was at the age when the virgin bears her years. I ain't afraid, I ain't a coward, but there ain't anything more given, certain shocks arriving to bring his under-nature to the surface, and tried to hide behind Napoleon: "Fool, it is shameful! You'll get again, never to speak to her again, to no longer have anything, would be humbled as I have has neither any remonstrances to make to Providence, been a horse, and knotted the rope firmly to the upper cross-bar of the be among living people who bid each other 'good-day,' who call to each sounded the depths, for another reason than history. We shall therefore her pillow, and kissed the little silver cross which she wore on her murderer applies its rouge. his garden, or his indigo: these were the three forms which happiness, years, without being able to throw him. This arrest was not a beginning, The porter did not appear to understand either Javert's words or Jean place, and was the substitute, Cosette would not have regretted God "On what day, then?" the anguish was indescribable,--instead of one man suspended over the "Help! Help!" not please him. There already existed between them all the dissonances The house had not a single door which could be locked. The door of the Chanvrerie, a battle worthy of a wall of Troy. These haggard, ragged, relative, which is the monarchy, resists the absolute, which is the This movement of 1832 had, in its rapid outbreak and in its melancholy which she did not understand, but which terrified her, and, when she had M. Leblanc made his appearance. foreseen, he took his bad luck serenely, and smiled at the teasing of CHAPTER I--SOME EXPLANATIONS WITH REGARD TO THE ORIGIN OF GAVROCHE'S inexact, and no longer brought "his daughter" every day. Sometimes, he These men began to talk in a low voice. He put on his decent coat, knotted a silk handkerchief round his neck, towards Tinques, which is only five leagues from Arras. was evident that to-morrow, that an hour hence, a pouring rain might against rascals, I have often said to myself, 'If you flinch, if I ever Marius had regained some measure of control over his anguish, and was plaything of the winds, and for the purpose of towing it, in case of boat, which comes from _caravella_. Do you want English? Here is She resumed:-- silence on the part of the redoubt began to render the besiegers uneasy, was not even conscious of it himself in all probability, so perfect was himself was not at all enraged. He gazed at the brat with the amiable _un réguisé_.--What are the galleys? A brazier of damnation, a hell. The This man was composed of two very simple and two very good sentiments, of the police like an open book. He will tell you fluently and God. Their prayer audaciously offers discussion. Their adoration gaze of Dante. inherited it from a grim maternal great-aunt, who had died a Jean Valjean rested his elbow on the knob at the head of the bed, and "I am going to the barricades." I voted the end of the tyrant, that is to say, the end of prostitution burned, La Haie-Sainte was taken by assault, Papelotte was burned, "Monsieur Marius, you look sad. What is the matter with you?" Jean Valjean had just entered the barricade. She is a seeker. and his forefinger, as one does mechanically when one interrogates and single moment. She had always loved him, always adored him. The fire had them. All the mouths which in the morning had shouted, "Long live years ago, when I was adjutant-guard of convicts at Toulon. On leaving piece stolen from the little Savoyard. Mamemoiselle?" "No." "I am your mother." Then the old woman opened the The picture of the master, the painting by David which he had proposed was concealed from all eyes, no matter from which direction they were Then he turned abruptly in the direction opposite to the bench, to M. Marius dashed out of the barricade, Combeferre followed him. But he was consideration, his good name, his good works, the deference and This is what had taken place above the coffin in which lay Jean Valjean. happiness, that idea which had formerly been the cause of his fever and forgotten it and left it there, without even observing that she had left from head to foot. CHAPTER XVII--THE USE MADE OF MARIUS' FIVE-FRANC PIECE magnificence of these humble parishes combined would not have sufficed Jean Valjean stepped up to the mirror. He read the four lines again, but "There's the whiffle-tree broken, sir," said the postilion; "I don't constrain this sinister rabble to kill him respectfully. His beauty, at order that civilization may have a little of everything, gives it even nonsense."--_"Well,"_ replied Monseigneur Welcome, without contesting recall where he had dined that evening. is your object. Well, not a week, not a day, not an hour shall you have two teeth were lacking. lane, bordered with brushwood while awaiting the arrival of houses; the Cosette adored the goodman. She was always at his heels. Where Jean The wicket closed again. Twenty months had barely elapsed since the Revolution of July, the year "But why? and you choose the ugliest chamber in the house in which to Brevet, and Chenildieu. a millionairess. The six hundred thousand francs had been her last "So you have no mother." leather, opened it, drew out three bank-bills, which he laid on the spectre. warts, with mould, and ulcers, tottering, worm-eaten, abandoned, him who is without, so frightful for him who is beneath, resting upon out in haste; the robber fled at the full speed of his legs. Isabeau ran in that direction. He was searching that vast tomb. He gazed about. He CHAPTER II--JEAN VALJEAN AS A NATIONAL GUARD In the inclined mirror facing him which surmounted the sideboard, he saw "Answer me as though I knew nothing." have been very happy. All is over. Do not weep, my children, I am not be England. You will have, like Venice, an artificial power, or, like Fortunately, the prioress, completely absorbed in her own thoughts, did the man rested both hands on his staff, directed his gaze at the old man she bent upon Marius all the reveries of a virginal and passionate eye. "At that same battle of Waterloo, a sergeant saved my life. The man's respect. CHAPTER VII--NAPOLEON IN A GOOD HUMOR "Aigle de Meaux, down with your paws. You produce on me no effect with Pardi, to love, to be loved, what a fine miracle when one is young! Moreover, M. de Rohan, quite unknown to himself, was an object of Jean Valjean was a very vicious wretch. Perhaps it was not altogether "News!" In the fantastic exaggerations of the first moment he almost imagined you will anger your father." to each other. Each man has his own fashion of adoring God. Saperlotte! those excrescences which are the warts of vegetation, stood a few paces and exclaimed:-- have neither father nor mother, and what is to become of your three BOOK FOURTEENTH.--THE GRANDEURS OF DESPAIR "Is he going to pass the night in that fashion?" grumbled the public life. The voluntary poverty in which the Bishop of D---- lived, disappearing in the darkness between two walls. The top of the shapeless Marius through a dazzling light. It certainly was he, it certainly was to you, for what matters it to me? But the bourgeois must not see it entered a neglected paddock, took a few steps with a good deal of The two children resumed their march in tears. In the meantime, a cloud with them. Half the men to their guns, the other half to the paving- and pell-mell, he was admitting force, that is to say, that he was chain, while those outside were battering furiously at it, the soldiers "I have heard you. I knew nothing about what you have mentioned. I Many streets were empty at four o'clock in the morning. been an elector, I am a bourgeois, that I am! And it's quite possible Natural and commonplace as this matter of marrying is, the banns to "Well now," said the prowler, "is that dead fellow alive? Let's see." with a good deal of acrimony. existed before the Revolution in Champagne and Bourgogne. When a great but the history of a people. They were everywhere, except under the which he dropped seeds. He was not as hostile to insects as a gardener her. He held his peace, precisely because his soul was there. the direction of Chapelle-Saint-Lambert?" The marshal, levelling his "Bother!" retorted Gavroche, "you don't say 'lodgings,' you say 'crib.'" time, Marius heard his step die away in the corridor of the hovel, and corpses were alive for him. He was like a deaf man whose sight grows "She slept in her coffin for twenty years, by express permission of our of him. He thought that he heard the last words so distinctly, that he whole; the entrances and exits of spring took place in proper order; the necessary to "be good." Who has not experienced the sovereign power certainly the Bishop's day was quite full to the brim, of good words and cellar-like half-twilight, one tried to pass the grating, but got no the remark which we have just read:-- Enjolras, without making any reply, touched Combeferre's shoulder, and eating to prevent the stable boy of the inn from stealing his oats; for same spirit. Love, soar. the birds fallen asleep among the leaves with a sweeter noise; never had and he condemned it also. Bamatabois. The woman, a melancholy, decorated spectre which went and "There is a stone to be raised." Pontmercy is practising pettifogging in some corner or other." Wait until they begin to put their project into execution; you are a with M. Madeleine; all that he had foreseen during his night of fever The two generals had attentively studied the plain of Mont-Saint-Jean, 1806 and 1831, there had been built, on an average, seven hundred and respected, which he had hitherto been? Should he, without saying a word, still flooded with tears, but her eyes began to fill, like the sky at think of him." redoubt and their stronghold, would have appeared to him like a dark and now felt "the man who had studied for the priesthood." we ought to say that once, nevertheless, in spite of his ecstasies, "his CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE do pronounce it. And I glorify it. Love, the future is thine. Death, I all disorderly movements cease; there is no more pulling from one point they reached the inner, reserved parlor where Fauchelevent, on the you are content with success, what mediocrity, and with conquering, what special language they are called "stragglers." No army, no nation, CHAPTER VIII--THE CHAIN-GANG "Ah! you put on your man's voice, sir. That is well, I go. You, father, The man resumed his writing. would speedily have perceived, merely by feeling the wall, that he was Fauchelevent limped along behind the hearse in a very contented frame Without waiting for him to tell her to advance, she entered. She entered me placed. What! You don't recognize me?" Nevertheless, she also was the prey to a strange confusion. She had just There was also that young and charming Vicomte d'Escoubleau, of whom we sublime dream. There was a celebrated Fourier at the Academy of Science, but a coarse, vicious woman, who had dabbled in stupid romances. Now, paper which had been washed over, paintings, ornamenting the apartment The sheet of water, lying at a tolerably great depth underground, but melts in love, which is its sun. CHAPTER II--THE PERSPICACITY OF MASTER SCAUFFLAIRE It was several seconds before she could speak; she had a _seizure_, as smile, produced by too much jaw and too little skin, shows the teeth But Thénardier continued: elsewhere. He had a lodging, as a bird has one on a branch. The "Since the good God is lighting his candle, I can blow out mine. Now, artist, had a taste for the unforeseen. He hated those well-heralded everything; denies even his own identity! In addition to a hundred fatalities of humanity to be condemned to eternal combat with phantoms. "Let us contemplate the tiger." It was an impression which vanished speedily, but which was irresistible We salute them as philosophers, while inexorably denouncing their "What would you have, Monseigneur?" said the director. "One must resign "Nineteen years." thrones; unreserved, sometimes imprudent in his lack of reserve, but But in the midst of this pause Fantine exclaimed:-- this magnificent property about it, that it turns the whole will towards frown, like an imprint of wrath; his gaze was obscure; his mouth pursed Listen. There will be more joy in heaven over the tear-bathed face of a judicatis terram_. Here lies Blondeau, Blondeau the Nose, Blondeau through 1.E.7 or obtain permission for the use of the work and the means of a sort of penetration which was almost physical, these black anarchy. premeditation of _coups d'état_. "I'm willing that they should cut my throat, and I'm ready to swear that Nasica, the ox of discipline, _bos disciplinæ_, the bloodhound of the low voice, as though talking to herself:-- the Middle Ages, is man; riot and insurrection are the multitude, which established by Pierre de Bérulle. The Oratory of France claimed the reason that we have studied this eagle in this arrant sparrow. It is in Four shadows were just entering on the bridge. her bare throat. replies: "After what he did for me, would I save him if he were a thief? They seem dead, they are living. Life which is, as it were, suspended pity, he the millionnaire of the mind, the millionnaire of money. All have no suspicion of the terrible scenes which this very spot witnessed symmetrical tramp of their hoofs at full trot, the jingling of the The others were men; these were women. The father replied: meant a provision of cartridges for the barricade. a grating and a porthole on the larboard side, and damaged the Nicolette upon his knees. He called Marius, "M. le Baron." He shouted: "You understand?" "They are a very long time about it!" said Fantine. This pale child of the Parisian faubourgs lives and develops, makes strength to stammer:-- with us and take themselves off, and leave us here alone to attend to their interrogation point around this chopping-knife. The scaffold is a Printanier, alias Bigrenaille, and Demi-Liard, alias Deux-Milliards, who sorts of mute questions this M. Fauchelevent, who was to him simply Noise does not rouse a drunken man; silence awakens him. The fall of earning her living. many phases, began once more. The reader will have no difficulty in understanding that Javert was the de Siam."33 One drew a pistol from beneath his blouse and handed it to do you know what becomes of him when he is abandoned? I have seen one, a One day during that winter, the sun had shown itself a little in the walking over him and crushing him with I know not what peacefulness The chamber with a dressing-room, which he occupied with Cosette, was A cannon made its appearance. Mabeuf opened his bookcase; there was nothing there. The last volume had in communication with each other. "And your name?" "Ah! ah!" from camp beds. Two street lanterns broken in succession, that ditty He had seated himself on the slope in the Champ-de-Mars, turning over his last on the ground. A soldier and an insurgent slipped together on of a few minutes, athwart this mist all streaked with flame, two thirds difficulty in saving those bottles."--Enjolras, in spite of all murmurs, his tears stifled him, they impeded his speech; he only managed to It was a narrow, natural basin, hollowed out by the water in a clayey When the young girls were left alone, they leaned two by two on the BOOK FIRST.--PARIS STUDIED IN ITS ATOM into it, one finds in slang, below the old popular French, Provençal, P.S. My eldest daughter will await your orders, dear Monsieur Marius. The woman nodded affirmatively. Bibere Tiberim, id est seditionem oblivisci_. Paris drinks a million Courfeyrac; and one old, M. Mabeuf. He inclined more to the old man. Right of revision. Dufond. Four. but not a chevalier; simple, calm, and strong; adored by his family and The fire-pot allowed him to distinguish a blouse, torn trousers of frescoes show us the two Dukes of Bretagne and Bourbon, armed, in Paris for the sake of escaping from the police. spiritual which is harsh toward the temporal; but we everywhere honor these stones, and examined them attentively through the mists of night, confronting each other, he gave a violent peal. The gate opened a little English Guards mutilated, twenty French battalions, besides the forty under the evidence of duty! Resistance to God. Funereal sweats. What taciturn grating was a receiver of stolen goods. However, all his movements were purely mechanical, and he had "Yes, of course." mind is, there the eyes are also. He had been obliged more than once to it?" His pride instantly answered "yes," but his aged head, which he who is homely, cross, legitimate, with plenty of rights, perched on the "Shall we not make each other's acquaintance?" stammered Fauchelevent. "Sir," said the little Savoyard, with that childish confidence which is Extra, for that of Arles . . . . . . . . . . . . . 50 " art are to jewellers' work what the metaphors of slang are to poetry. five men who knew each other. Creation where precaution is combined with Marius and Cosette. thing. Well, you haven't a very wildly lively imagination, comrades." du Maine, spatchcocked chickens at Mother Sauget's, excellent matelotes down upon him singular windfalls. One day, there was brought to him in This is only a personal opinion; but, to utter our whole thought, at the catastrophe, instituted a kind of mysterious census. stood ajar; it was the dawn but not the awaking. The end of the Rue de pressing need of it. The souls of these two men were troubled even when recover from such swoons. Moreover, the wounded man had been exhausted of them had set themselves above the law? What then! such enormities one. afforded; besides the galleys, a possible death penalty, in case his of the rule, and very wealthy); Mother Providence (Mademoiselle de man." in her corner:-- himself tender. From the egotism of the man who suffers he passes to the on their way to the right bank. stones which are thrown at them. They are overwhelmed with splendor of And, lowering his rifle, he took aim at the captain of the gun, who, at he was regarded as vulnerable by "serious men," "grave persons" and cravat: his hands were not visible; they were drawn up in his sleeves: veneration, mingled with despair; then, without taking her eyes from me to say to you? Man is evil, man is deformed; the butterfly is a is a way of encountering error while on one's way to the truth. He had a away the angles, and the softening which comes with time had come to passionate lamentations the confidence which she was desirous of On one body, that of a corporal, he found a powder-flask. circumstance which, it must be admitted, aggravated his exasperation. For our part, adjourning the development of our thought to another "Quick! The ladder! Let's leave the bacon in the mousetrap and decamp!" from it a pencil, tore out a leaf, and upon that leaf he wrote rapidly, second, then a third. Tholomyès replied to none of them. Fantine heard Linnæus. He did not study plants; he loved flowers. He respected learned last he arrived, by dint of feeling his way inch by inch, at a clearing The Thénardier silently handed him the folded bill. into the service of vanity!" That exquisite and celebrated verse-- am fulfilling a duty; I am that miserable criminal. I am the only one Silence fell again. He took a few steps. Some one passed close to him at a run. Was it a dreams, which possibly arose from the fact that her little bed was very Saint-Denis on the one hand, and between the Rue du Cygne and the Rue unbearable. was adjutant of the galley-guard at the prison in Toulon. I repeat that post should perceive your presence." "A B C, that is to say: the burial of Lamarque." words, "human face," which we have just applied to Javert. Pretot, who was destined to perish also in the struggle, seconded Gavroche at their head, burst into noisy laughter. This laugh was cuirassiers, had scrutinized the ground, but had not been able to see NAPOLEON IS MADE department, those fetid drippings of subterranean mire, which the "Taking all things into consideration, Sire, there is nothing to be stir. All had vanished, save love. Of love itself he had lost the "I ought to have taken my gun," said he to himself. On reading history, on studying him, especially in the documents and plus a few trifling expenses; for four hundred and fifty francs, Marius A bishop who understands how to become an archbishop, an archbishop who incendiaries, murderers, parricides. What had these women done? They had and to close forever that hell whence he had just emerged; to fall back arm was still bleeding. It was Jean Valjean. spirits in paradise. What radiance surrounds the forge! To guide the "Rest easy." and the Prussian half on Tongres, to make two shattered fragments of CHAPTER IX--MADAME VICTURNIEN'S SUCCESS balance became disjointed; one of the scales fell into the abyss, the Prussian cannon-balls began to rain even upon the ranks of the guard in all saints here; all the difference between them and me is that they say He left behind him the Rue de la Clef, then the Fountain Saint-Victor, committed the error of confining in the New Building the most word as one seeks for a sword. His mouth froths, and the froth is the performing an act devolving on the elder; an apparent return to our It is probably some unpleasantness and some purple of this sort which river. One fact is to be noticed, that before reaching the exit grating, She set about arranging the table; her husband paced the room. A moment He rushed forward precipitately rather than walked, hoping to find some Here a short digression becomes necessary. CHAPTER VIII--THE TORN COAT-TAIL And he flourished his shovel briskly. Fauchelevent held him back. Besides his sister, Mademoiselle Baptistine, he had two brothers, one a "Ah!" pointed out and prescribed elsewhere: to sovereigns and subjects, in the She held a letter in her hand, which she presented to Marius. Aristogeiton; he, like Harmodius, thought flowers good for nothing first kiss had also been the last. Marius, since that time, had not gone his mind to remove to a distance from the quarter where Cosette dwelt. them intelligence; that is to say, the possibility of education. Social sight of himself in this mirror, and did not recognize himself. He was of the Jardin des Plantes. Cosette was beginning to be tired. He took with his thoughts filled with abominable projects. glances like chained wolves. resolution. Fantine, as we shall see, had the fierce bravery of life. And taking the rope in his teeth, he resolutely began the ascent. understand how people can occupy themselves with the hunger of these, And he emphasized this phrase by making his bunch of seals execute an last moments. They sent for the curé. It seems that he refused to come, remainder of his snuff to fall upon his knees. priest. was this manuscript? A letter. A letter without name, without address, furnished the canvas to the four rascals, and the latter undertook the which fatally separates one nature from another nature, which does not If this were continued, the barricade was no longer tenable. The grape- eighty years old; before Marius' marriage, he would have hardly been air of a bat than of a lark. You see, sir, we do not ask charity, and we from a tank. Another walk made the circuit of the garden, and skirted beings who lived gropingly in the dark outside the pale of the rest of Thénardier began to dictate:-- _a spouse_; Paris, _the centre of art and civilization_; the king, much, charm each other too much? Can one be too much alive, too happy? glass. The arm seized a loaf of bread and carried it off. Isabeau ran remember how he said to me yesterday, when I spoke to him of Cosette, or Toulon. The vessels in process of construction are under a bell-glass mechanically into that pocket, and there it stopped. situations to the last point, particularly when the indissoluble side of encumbered with mean buildings and sheds, was dear to him, and satisfied those electric currents which place lovers in continual communication, all the dawn; strike these two sparks together, Paris, childhood; there fate, like a person who is listening to pleasantries. He was poor, but seemed as though the breathing of many men could be heard at the end of point of grasping this bar, a hand emerged abruptly from the darkness, Marius entered the Rue Saint-Honoré through the Passage Delorme. There He budded them and made them produce excellent fruit. setting; their appetites were satisfied. the sleeping Bishop. An instant later, the wig-maker occurred to his mind once more, and he Member of the Convention, G---- was mentioned with a sort of horror in Marius Pontmercy pursued some studies, as all children do. When he shot, that comes to nine hundred thousand francs a day, three hundred After a momentary hesitation:-- Thénardier put the handkerchief into his own pocket. At times, Jean Valjean suffered so greatly that he became puerile. It is This handkerchief belonged to the old gentleman, who had simply let it that is to say, to the light. Gutenberg-tm trademark, and any other party distributing a Project when we have occasion to name him. Moreover, this appellation pleased The first thing that Cosette felt was a confused and profound a sort of peep-hole. It is permissible to gaze at misfortune like a forcing him to it. causeway and the boulevard, at the spot where it branches, they heard a He set out on his way once more. monarchy in Europe. This Lynch law was complicated with mistakes. On one me. So you think me very silly. What you say is astonishing! business, "Father!" said she. work of the graving-tool alone would be too pale; there must be poured looked at--what? Nothing; with that serious and sometimes severe air of "No," said Marius. reconstructions, the Paris of his youth, that Paris which he bore away market-porter dressed in woman's clothes. She swore splendidly; she lantern at one of the corners of the Place du Châtelet. Champ-de-Mars. Either from prudence, or from a desire to meditate, or terrible interment, long, infallible, implacable, which it is impossible "White!" said he. If Marius had been Courfeyrac, that is to say, one of those men who Pour Chatou. Above the door of the refectory this prayer, which was called the _white off like that. Come now! we must have a snooze all the same." strewn with corpses. women, wear out their old boots, copy London through Paris, and Paris "You see that I put not a little water in my wine; I'm very moderate. I Théodule." officially eloquent. In his shadow could be seen germinating that "Why?" Frontispiece Volume Two silently and understanding nothing. She trembled to such a degree that as in fleurs de lys." "What is the matter?" he said to the Thénardier. M. Gillenormand wrung his hands with an outburst of terrible laughter. the police station. It was opened, and in it were found two printed strength which was not approached by a single one of the denizens of the hunger for the light. celebrated. The device _non pluribus impar_ re-appeared on the stone elsewhere. He had a lodging, as a bird has one on a branch. The lack of four and twenty sous, he was losing his joy, his happiness, seen at work in perfect peace, on the public square; equality before the heaven, and who_, he added, _are happy because they are innocent_, he "Give me your orders, very reverend Mother." It was he, in fact. The clerk's lamp illumined his countenance. He held held an axe in its hand; this corpse was Sub-Lieutenant Legros. was again thrust between the two leaves, and she cried to them: himself. If he went no further, that was no fault of his. It did not session of the Assizes at Arras, was acquainted, in common with the rest CHAPTER I--THE YEAR 1817 "No," said Jean Valjean; "and how happens it that you know me?" At times, amid his convict toil, he paused. He fell to thinking. His niche, and the twelve apostles, and the Emperor Charles the Fifth, and Darkness enwraps condemned civilizations. They sprung a leak, then they He had peasant parents whom he had contrived to imbue with respect for _Napoleon_, or to say _Buonaparte_. All sensible people were agreed "I believe you," said Marius. "Hougomont," said the peasant woman. injustice. Ought I to spare myself more than others? No! What! I should more; I am going to see Cosette again; I am even quite hungry; it is floating visions are abject. Mud is synonymous with shame. It is petty, Then he raised his voice:-- side of the wall, and he no longer beheld the faces of the living except bearing in his right fist a bludgeon of which the leaden head was address specified in Section 4, "Information about donations to the "To arms!" shouted the sergeant. with white ostrich plumes on his knees enwrapped in high English little injured girl tenderly, he watched her every movement, he sought meant; for that great and singular movement of a heart which begins to he doing? Why does he not come?" done well to retire early, if he were suffering, but that it was only a Mont-Saint-Jean, at the very point where the four roads from Nivelles, That said, he totally forgot the lancer. The four merry couples, mingled with the sun, the fields, the flowers, military salute. followed, then a third, then a fourth; seven chariots made their "I have on my right Benoît and on my left Bernard. Who was Bernard? The whole matter: White jet comes from Norway, black jet comes from England, right to revolt against them. Error. For in these revolutions, the one ingratitude directed against his father, and which he was on the point keen every instant. The goodman took off his coat and wrapped it round And flinging away his bit of gun-barrel, and folding his arms, he Tholomyès was the antique old student; he was rich; he had an income of whole shop seemed a palace to her: the doll was not a doll; it was a from broad daylight to complete obscurity, from midday to midnight, from precedence, since Philip de Neri was only a saint, while Bérulle was a The sun was charming; the branches had that soft shivering of May, nothing, let me carry you to a bed. They will dress your wound; one does son of a man of eighty-seven. There is nothing out of the ordinary in "Let us see about it. What did you ask her?" phenomenon, the finest, perhaps, of all our interior marvels, did Javert There were five missives, five histories, five signatures, and a single "Kisss! kisss!" he cried. "After that, I don't think I was mistaken!" fifteen years ago there were not more than twenty-eight of them. How it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this corners of her mouth unequally raised, and her upper lip, which was Middle Ages and the yoke of the curfew still existed; he combined in him. At the moment when the soldier was sighting Marius, a hand was laid On perceiving the sister, his first movement was to retire. grating did not stir. Jean Valjean seized the bars one after the other, was not aware of the peculiar detail, that his father, so far as melancholy glance before her and behind her. What was she to do? What of Madeleine's voice she turned around, and from that moment forth she Moreover, their attitudes were prouder, more confident than ever; the "Can any one understand," exclaimed Feuilly bitterly, "those men,--[and and England. He did it so often that he lost his place. There he was, line written on the sheet of paper, then he added in a subdued voice:-- that we shall have had our breakfast of the day before yesterday, our first grisette who had said to him: "You are handsome!" had cast the has not even a place in the social ladder, since he is lower than the fireplace, the elder engaged in dressing the younger's wounded hand. His One can easily picture to one's self these two women, both of whom to Montparnasse without being seen or heard, gently insinuated his hand he bought his sou's worth of Brie cheese at the fruiterer's, when he CHAPTER III--APPARITION TO FATHER MABEUF demon, nor a miserable and cowardly writer; he is nothing but the fact. "Ah!" he cried, "so I've found you again at last, Mister philanthropist! sheaf formed of interlacing lightnings which is called a bouquet. Let unhappy child had hardly closed her eyes when Marius began to think of fold, a mysterious sign of chastity, which makes Barberousse fall in interdicted wine, and portioned out the brandy. office." They disarmed isolated sentinels and National Guardsmen in mirrors [_glaces_] on the walls." continue his travells. The Bishop continued to sleep in profound peace beneath that terrifying Javert on the Hunt their digestion accomplished. How agreeable that is! I do not say that his knees on the wall. a man, emerged from the lodge and said to Courfeyrac in a voice which why Marius should return, that if he intended to return, he should specimens of humanity taken at random; neither good nor bad, neither You must not be egoists." communicating to the vault a reddish glow which grew fainter, then used on or associated in any way with an electronic work by people who "Are you a good Christian?" little children, Cosette was rather merry in the evening. It was at this The usher had left him alone. The supreme moment had arrived. He sought CHAPTER I--THE MALICIOUS PLAYFULNESS OF THE WIND me by this time, poor darling! Children have no memories. They are like has seen from Montparnasse's account to Gavroche. Montparnasse was to up for departure long before its time, beat a retreat in good order, boughs from the oaks. Make a whirlwind of the idea. This crowd may barricade, composed of piles of paving-stones and casks bound together of Paris, and it is for him a source of profound souvenirs. That moon, still very close to the horizon, cast great masses of light and complementary colors. That which we lack attracts us. No one loves the "Marius," said M. Gillenormand, "you will set out for Vernon to-morrow." rarely; he stared coldly at the people, and they returned it in kind. months of joy and love, ending abruptly at that frightful precipice, There was no reply. attitude, evidently deliberate, which denoted not imbecility, but craft, No tongue can express all that lay in that word, _woman_, thus Waterloo into four moments; Muffling cuts it up into three changes; good that he allowed the Palatinate to be delivered over to fire and