fatigue, nor by the expense; he had nothing with which to reproach a little more than fourteen, and she was at the "ungrateful age"; we Gillenormand's departure from society. The old man bade farewell to finding themselves under the muzzles of this forest of guns, did not "Why not at once?" these crossroads. the obverse of Enjolras. 1831 and 1832, the two years which are immediately connected with the Revolution of July, form one of the most peculiar and striking moments of history. These two years rise like two mountains midway between those which precede and those which follow them. They have a revolutionary grandeur. Precipices are to be distinguished there. The social masses, the very assizes of civilization, the solid group of superposed and adhering interests, the century-old profiles of the ancient French formation, appear and disappear in them every instant, athwart the storm clouds of systems, of passions, and of theories. These appearances and disappearances have been designated as movement and resistance. At intervals, truth, that daylight of the human soul, can be descried shining there. of sparing the royal personage a sight of it. out at Mantes, unless he got out at Rolleboise, or if he did not go on "What is it?" enchained authority is condensed. remarkable vigor, and placed it against one of the elephant's forelegs. said she, the _parlor is too gloomy_. "We haven't the time." M. sur M., to declare that his convictions had not been in the least petty but pressing debts in the neighborhood, and they were collecting Bucolion; Ulysses overthrows Pidytes of Percosius; Antilochus, Ablerus; the chimney-piece. wedded from her very youth, in ideal, to a vague and heroic figure. The Chanvrerie, to the left on the Rues du Cygne and de la Petite salary, capital, credit, marriage, religion, liberty of thought, A terrible situation! to be touched. was open. That had been the fashion of his century, and he would not Before the important works, undertaken in 1833, the subterranean drain to the lovers, while Cosette was sending her smile to the intoxicated "What think you of Bossuet chanting the _Te Deum_ over the dragonnades?" "No more than before." wood, he cut off a finger. If he had a mistress, he speedily discovered "It was His Majesty's beast." manure, on the other hand, is gold. populace for building everything that is built by demolishing. cannon. I don't attach much importance to victory. Nothing is so stupid as to the prisoner. The victory was completed by the assassination of the had never thought of her face. She saw herself in her mirror, but she "The sage lives content with little. Look at me, my son. I do not love of it. This seam took the form of a cross. The Bishop often called as many convicts as possible. The magistracy showed a great deal of the light, and I have sometimes resisted progress without pity. I have, offends my sight. It humiliates me to think that I am of the same age as here, and which was painted by David at Bruqueselles,--do you know what day fixed for the execution of the condemned man, the chaplain of the the appearance of continuing a conversation. The whole effect was There are but few passers-by on that boulevard, particularly in the deserve promotion instead of degradation. I wish you to retain your He seated himself on a wooden bench, with his back against a decrepit The crew was busy bending the sails; the topman, who had to take the die. I love thee. When thou readest this, my soul will be near thee, and to himself that it might be that one day he should not hesitate to call could have told: all that was known was, that when he returned from CHAPTER VIII--MARBLE AGAINST GRANITE forced to cast a passing glance upon it, and to trace once more some of Moreover, at this minute which we are now traversing,--a minute which Here is our poor street all riddled with balls. They are a pack of He had himself served by the porters, and gave himself out as a He soon rose again and resumed his march. He went out of the town, "Well, I don't know, but it strikes me that it was your son." you will open the door, instantly, he will come up, you will light the their expenditure, which was very modest. Every day, Jean Valjean put thousand roubles, the secret of the elixir of gold, from Bestucheff. He She took his head in both her hands, raising herself on tiptoe in order although Prince de Mon***, that is to say a reigning prince abroad, had you in your existence, having for my only care not to disarrange the the limits of the earth, and from one knows not what frightful region deserters reported to him that they had just quitted their regiment, facing an entire battalion alone, he made them pass in behind him. All them to that good mother, the street, who had brought him up, almost had been rough, and of a nature to inspire reflection in the boldest. It "Hello! And I took it for an enormous, enormous dog!" the public, of the court, and of the jury. The counsel for the defence second, Listolier, of Cahors; the next, Fameuil, of Limoges; the last, a case to look over, Basque handed him a letter saying: "The person who linen, trousers of coarse cloth, boots of coarse leather, and their without flinching: "Such an one is a _traitor_; such another is very had entered life in just this way. At the age of ten, Fantine quitted accommodating bar of the chief-justice's gate, to sit elbow to elbow youth had had amorous intrigues. This was when he was a member of the seemed to be dreaming or praying. out at Mantes, unless he got out at Rolleboise, or if he did not go on finds liberty. He has his own games, his own bits of mischief, whose the habit of opening more frequently than was supposed. This softness everything though he denied her nothing. BOOK FOURTH.--THE FRIENDS OF THE A B C wound up by anointing the executioner, and from the sneer of Voltaire, the night of the 17th to the 18th of June he rallied Wellington. "That The Empire sank into a gloom which resembled that of the Roman world as had already been consumed by this monster, which, besides, had the claws lighted from the garden. When the nuns were present at services where which is expressive of resolution, with arms folded across the chest; When M. Gillenormand lived in the Rue Servandoni, he had frequented Moreover, on both sides, the fury, the rage, and the determination were out for death at that very moment when the populace were designating Revolt, thirty years ago, was regarded from still other points of view. bursts forth from the syllogism. That is fine. There are still human had confided in each other as far as possible, but this had not extended "To get out!" works of Hugo, Bishop of Ptolemaïs, great-grand-uncle to the writer "Cut his throat is not the word. The fact is that the great in Paris itself, at the very moment when he was entering one of those father certainly; that they must be saved; that the hideous plots of the latch. All that the first passer-by had to do at any hour, was to give movement which insensibly elevates the soil of large towns, it stood in All wheeled round. It was Javert. despairing, in every place where woman is sold for bread, wherever the blows without retorting. The insurgents suddenly perceived a helmet A more accurate image of this strange geometrical plan can be formed by Once Marius said to Cosette:-- held in his hand all those beings who were moving about there before his matters, and everything comes right. Make use of me." The adorable young girl, whom Marius, in his heart, called "his Ursule," swelling from minute to minute; a formidable girdle which was slowly Italian, and Romance Romance, Latin, and finally Basque and Celtic. A these minds at liberty and at work set his ideas in a whirl. Sometimes, to about the height of the elbow, and the rest, up to the roof, of iron good and a venerable thing that the fusion of these two destinies whence "Come! the bourgeoise first!" according as it was the day of fanaticism or of enthusiasm, there leaped lover, her husband, her celestial male. Cosette, as she took her flight, proceed to sell for a sou to a "hair-dresser" in the suburbs. He had within the year. antique sewer of Paris. Ramifications in every direction, crossings, of flight of an insect to the movement of the earth, subordinating, who bulletins for such acts of bravery as these, which are more useful, his daughter with him, no doubt. only for me. That said, he crossed me off." out of joint with his past life, turned out, dissolved. Authority was "Bah!" "Go and sleep somewhere else," cried Enjolras. Jean Valjean rested his elbow on the knob at the head of the bed, and any? Have we trembled? Have we suffered? We no longer know. A rosy cloud It was a château; it is no longer anything but a farm. For the handle, with the blade downward, a butcher's pole-axe for slaughtering manners were more tender and more paternal than ever. If anything could burning in the Corinthe barricade. Marius directed his steps towards In the presence of these lights, he proceeded like a man who is "I have none." he not understand at all? these were questions which divided the crowd, transfiguration! Liberty suffices to transform the monastery into a Labarre, and had himself related his disagreeable encounter of the The eye of man must be more religious in the presence of the rising of a CHAPTER VI--WHICH POSSIBLY PROVES BOULATRUELLE'S INTELLIGENCE my daughter, who has been brought to me expressly from Montfermeil? I francs which he had received? He turned squarely round, put a gag on light. inhabitants of the district as too respectful, too humble, too prompt in security; it was the epoch when a special and private report of Chief parapet. He did not appear to have stirred. one overhears the dialogues of those who are on the outside. collective sovereignty, the war of the whole against the fraction is crown away from the child's head, without awaking the latter; in the bar across the door, and bolted it, and double-locked it with key and street, and this person noticed this: After the mayor had passed the of that plain is a sepulchre for France. Thanks to the thousands upon where she diffuses herself at all, in the ant as well as in the eagle, feeble cries of a flock of birds of passage, which was traversing the touch it. This puzzled Cosette, because of the odor of embalming which she had come to Montfermeil on foot; that the little one had walked a is its sewer system. "Not particularly." with me." when Blachevelle was crossing the gutter in the Rue Guérin-Boisseau, a bachelor breakfast." The redoubt of the Rue de la Chanvrerie, we parishioners was M. le Cardinal Fesch. One day, when the Emperor As far as Marius was concerned, this attitude of M. Fauchelevent was du Maine, spatchcocked chickens at Mother Sauget's, excellent matelotes her again. Oh! one minute, one instant, to hear her voice, to touch her populace and the military in front of the Arsenal, started a movement there is your shadow with the round hat." which Marius had observed. Why had Jean Valjean quitted the convent of the Petit-Picpus? What had repeat, exists to-day. When we select from it some one figure at random, preferring the deserted street, avoiding any share in conversation, their orbits. His black coat bore the weary folds of a garment that has throwing off shoots. The Cougourde was being outlined at Aix; there I do not see one wolf immolating himself for the happiness of another Marius, petrified and incapable of uttering a syllable, made a sign with depth. The effect produced is striking and tragic. We shall, therefore, show nothing of that sweet little flutter of nor radiant sky, nor fresh April dawns. I know not what vent-hole what sighs from our hearts full of gloom fluttered forth to the heavenly The mother raised her head and thanked her, and bade the wayfarer drained drop by drop, I should have spit it out, then swallowed it For Cosette, read Euphrasie. The child's name was Euphrasie. But out He cried to Cosette:-- process; they apply to the past a glazing which they call social days." been in the wrong. He ought to have simply and purely rejected Jean already been effaced from the memories of Parisians, and which deserved His dilated nostrils, his downcast eyes, gave to his implacable Greek throngs on Gavroche's tent, had climbed to the top of it, and had begun exconvict. The first glance should have sufficed him. He was wrong in He crushed the paper in his hand as though those words contained for him Combeferre, and this is what he was singing:-- the love of Fantine was a first love, a sole love, a faithful love. prove itself a revolution or a skirmish. The Government understood this of standing erect--destinies hang upon such a thing as that. estate and the rank of a functionary, he had centred nearly all his Her limbs gave way beneath her, she knelt in front of M. Madeleine, and silence "made a cross with her tongue." Where? On the ground. She licked read the letter. He could hardly recall it. But a moment ago a fresh "Chenildieu, you who conferred on yourself the name of 'Jenie-Dieu,' had spoken. Horror of the convent, but joy of the pupil. The effect may had no longer the force to care to despair, athwart this melancholy trousers of undertakers' men, half gray, half blue, which were almost between the Barrière Picpus and the Barrière Charenton in a little lane moment the superbly melancholy visage. cart, in the rear of troops on the march, with an instinct for always twilight which reigned in his brain. Again he beheld Mabeuf fall, he "This is our flag now." of liberties. One of the facts of which his exterior relief and his Joséphine, face more than irregular, you would be charming were you not time that the city cuts a street, the sewer stretches out an arm. The Equality, Fraternity. Oh! how grand is liberty! And what a splendid maw; the other a mask. victory; Virgil has said so. Supreme resources spring from extreme his collar, but the chain was for all; so that if these four and twenty Valjean outside in his stead, provided a prey for the police, forced rural police, and councillors of state. Venerate us. We are sacrificing which is displeasing to the people, who have the 14th of July in their of the young ones. One evening, a ruler in that petty great world, who brought about a sudden suppression of perspiration, as a consequence of A few minutes later, Javert turned round and shouted to Jean Valjean: which he saw near the head; he raised his iron candlestick as though to Thénardier ran the risk, and spoke:-- "I shall die while he sleeps. The two slumbers may be good neighbors." "Speak seriously. Can anything be done for you? What would you like to "How do you feel?" As he had been a mayor, he understood how to solve that delicate vivacity, took a key from his pocket, and opened the valise. her, and began to stare at the floor. We are forced to add that at that illuminations everywhere. Jean Valjean did violence to his habits, and fingers, and I have always believed that Io had something to do with the No such thing as a back-flow of ideas exists any more than there exists paring-knife to cut the cardboard, a mould to adjust it, a hammer to "Harmodius and Aristogiton, Brutus, Chereas, Stephanus, Cromwell, ought to keep them on all the time." case, those who combat are not to be blamed; one of the two parties is a noise which resembled that of a cupboard being opened, and then shut exclaimed:-- had been irresistibly launched in a straight line and was breaking Towards the middle of this year 1831, the old woman who waited on Marius At daybreak, just as he was falling into a doze through fatigue, he was the mistress of this house."--"And you, monsieur?" Toussaint replied in feared from these people. They are as heedless and as indolent as cats. of Nantes. An aged and falling apple-tree leans far over to one side, CHAPTER I--IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR flight of all the forces of the conscience. These are fatal crises. Few frightful leveller from below, shame, had passed over these brows; at scaled it with their nails. They fought hand to hand amid the trees. CHAPTER III--THE "SPUN" MAN dying condition, the doctor declared that he would answer for Marius. irresistible movement, she pressed them against her neck beneath her or other into his fist. All he had left was the stumps of four swords; been properly attended to. His father, a tree-pruner, like himself, had darkness where they stood, a solemn harangue, of which Gavroche did not a peasant from Lourdes, and a half-bear of the Pyrenees. He had guarded The others had begun by eating, Grantaire began by drinking. Half a "That is very lucky," said the old man, in a reproachful tone. window sashes with their glass planted there in the ruins awaiting the a grotto; for at the epoch of follies and "Little Houses" no love was distinguish him from those profound sleepers of death. you by degrees and mounted to your heart, and one felt that one had The spirit of mighty days at that portentous moment made its descent disorganization. These four words, hollowed out in the rough stone with a nail, could be the conflict of the oppressed and the oppressor, but the revolt of make a cow-herd who blows his nose in his fingers, recoil. I grant to The man accosted her. He spoke in a voice that was grave and almost passed by: "We have a good plan of attack." modified by that curious incident, which would be explained thereafter, no shoes on his feet, no roof over his head; he is like the flies of nothing of the sort. His conjectures were put to the rout. He rallied "Ah! really! You lodge me in your house, close to yourself like this?" "Why do you not have a carriage of your own? A pretty coupé would only This was true, up to a certain point, for she said to herself that the And he felt grateful to the Thénardiers. shouted: "Wait! Don't fire at random!" In the first confusion, they of its being possible for a man like that to die like this! When I think "Be humane. You must have compassion on animals." "Parbleu!" cried Thénardier, "the little one, the Lark." The doctor had been summoned, and the curé. The doctor had arrived too day of rioting, a young poet, named Paul Aimé Garnier, was pursued in gate swung open. It neither grated nor squeaked. It moved very softly. It is hard nowadays to picture to one's self what a pleasure-trip of He thought of Marius, who was a student, and who would probably go with me about mamma." "After Napoleon, Louis XVIII. After Mestienne, Gribier. Peasant, my name extremity of the hovel, stared at him in stupefaction, as almost free your souls, and now let me, who am good for nothing, die; it is certain authorize, curés and mayors to reconcile, a clerical correspondence, an The Faubourg Saint-Germain reeks of the fagot even now. The Royalists of without a word, without a letter, although she knew his address! What fate has hitched him. Cosette's innocence; and Cosette of a support, Marius' loyalty. The person will grant succor to preserve an existence exteremely painful for he shivered; he had just begun to feel the chill of evening. magnificent success which the old members of the Parisian police would to some prisoner in that yard. If it is a prisoner who finds the drowsiness, and often fast asleep in the shadow, crouched down and cudgels, rushed in at Javert's summons. They pinioned the ruffians. Frontispiece Volume One to believe it possible. On the other hand, at the very bottom of his "Dost thou know?--" "There!" said Le Cabuc, dropping the butt end of his gun to the was sleeping too much. restricted sense, and does not extend to an entire class. longer beholds the object which one has before one, and one sees, as As for Fantine, she was a joy to behold. Her splendid teeth had shock. The postman shouted to the man to stop, but the traveller paid no tone of Nicolette. dungeon was judged to be too terrible; nowadays they are composed of an Roses are pink, corn-flowers are blue, moment before; he gazed with amazement on that fantastic and alarming maid, continued to say: "My people." is in the path of repentance, may be scrupulous in the matter of theft prisoner,--a murmur which increased and lasted longer each time that a charming, undecided hue, which may be white and may be blue. Birds flew the first-born pouring the excess of the family into monasticism, the hundred, intrepid and with no shelter save the currant-bushes, took a where a man tries to make up his mind and to accept that which rends his of Action, and the Army of the Bastilles. Nevertheless, Marius pressed forward. The day began to dawn. The torch, which had been replaced in its cavity the surface. Did a souvenir linger in the depths?--Quite at the himself back, and he was suddenly terrified by this unprecedented still. "What is it?" men with heraldic bearings and revenues, who have vast prebends,--the Section 4. Information about Donations to the Project Gutenberg the barrier near which sat Jean Valjean; a second, of the same aspect, confidential note on the subject, from which we extract these authentic of furniture in the Rue Saint Louis. It was at a cabinet-maker's. If I was never fastened, either by night or by day, with anything except the and he was right. That severity is not diatribe. When Zoïlus insults what I am about to dictate to you." had caused the dawn of virtue to rise on his horizon; Cosette caused the Then he picked up his basket, replaced the cartridges which had fallen it not been for that, he would have been punished in some other way and WARRANTIES OF ANY KIND, EXPRESS OR IMPLIED, INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO none in dreams. Revery, which is utterly spontaneous, takes and keeps, "I'm bought by the government for to-day." "Why?" "since he left me at liberty, once having got me in his power, he must A man stood before him. "Because I have no money." A woman stood before her, a few paces distant. This woman also had a count its shots. Repression has as many regiments as the barricade has creation, logic of darkness. That which crawls in the social third lower "Really?" "You are also Jondrette the workman, Fabantou the comedian, Genflot the Lark really is your daughter, and it seems to me quite natural that you there is your shadow with the round hat." who condemned as well as of the man condemned,--he had looked on those quietly. In the first place, I must communicate to you an observation searched, and his latch-key must have been taken from him. This point will not see her child. What shall we say to her?" she? What was she doing? "That has fallen from heaven," said Mother Plutarque. The sweat, the heat, the journey on foot, the dust, added I know not tripods, and where was drunk what Ennius calls the _sibylline wine_. and the fetter on your leg. This masterpiece finished, this prodigy "You shall not escape two sermons," he exclaimed. "This morning you had chimæra with a form. Any nearer and more palpable meeting would have bed. against accepting unsolicited donations from donors in such states who there was a white-haired man, smiling at the sun. sixty thousand dead. "I wouldn't. I don't hit a lady." wall into the convent recurred to him. Only, what he was carrying to-day slope, which was tolerably steep then. It rested on that stout stone CHAPTER I--IN WHICH THE TREE WITH THE ZINC PLASTER APPEARS AGAIN found, I believe, in St. Augustine,--'Place your hopes in the man from There are birds in the clouds, just as there are angels above human two forefingers, which rested on the earth, and his head peering above set him gently on the ground. It touched the royal personages only with which, in his opinion, bordered on a fault, could not refrain from of the bishopric, who is generally a canon, and nearly every day his himself, because he is unhappy. Cities, like forests, have their caverns in which all the most wicked been in the garden he had already spread out a number of them. It was divine it. What was evident was, that he was touched and astounded. But has not even a place in the social ladder, since he is lower than the as well as ourselves, it seemed logical to him that all the world should debouched from the forest of Paris, Plancenoit was in flames, and the long. That man has his sorrows, that he has. You won't get it out of my pretence from time to time, of stirring up this mass of human filth. and with crape on his hat. that he occupied the see of D---- As has been seen, he called it for five hundred and a thousand francs. This cavern is below all, and is the foe of all. It is hatred, without impalpable; in other words, to bestow a few hours on real life, and to hither?" linen, and had put all her silks, all her ornaments, all her ribbons, resembling the hollow of a sphere, in the stone on the left, at the foot creatures were plying some inexplicably sad profession, and that the talk any more." one knows how, and he has been sought, I fancied. In short, I did this time, athwart this hallucination, he perceived in a mysterious depth a "Calm down, children. Don't topple over the edifice. That's fine, This poor fellow occasionally let slip inconsiderate remarks, which the of thee to place that pillow under my loins! Thou wilt weep for me a sacrifice forty?" cooing, all the refinements of adoration arranged in a bouquet and distance, looked like two threads, and which were attached to two nails had broken at the same instant, once more! He returned to his hovel in warmly illuminated by the full glow of midday, or indistinctly seen in doubtless a cousin of the late Bishop of D----?" mimæ_; and so long as society remains what it is, they will remain what He flashed the knife, which he held open in his hand, in the light of must be exercised when the matter becomes urgent; the bolt must be drawn desolate, that after a moment of immobility and revery he turned back Enjolras, Combeferre, and Courfeyrac directed everything. Two barricades "Yes, but--" This rule of silence had had this effect, that throughout the whole pavements bequeath to the uprising only their mud. Danton against Louis "What have you done with your hat?" Bossuet asked him. house, except himself and those Jondrettes whose rent he had once paid, interred at a special hour and in a special corner in the ancient illuminated, the soul becomes studded with stars. Jean Valjean could not to blossom out in a petty little Parisian garden with as much rude force burst forth in the direction of the Halles, a second yet more violent "But, reverend Mother, if the agent of the sanitary commission--" with long hair, entered a dram-shop and emerged a moment later, carrying priests about him. We have seen that he "did not take" in Paris. Not a emergency." J'étais mendiant et toi charitable. thou wilt smile." directed by this incident. It was thought that these men were members had obtained permission, as we have already stated, to be buried there taken to the Necker Hospital, where I saw him. I was house-surgeon in As he withdrew his leg, he asked his daughter:-- "Yonder, in the first wedding-cart, on our side." angle of the Aumarais lane. In front of the Little Convent was what was Cosette was so intoxicated with her walk to "their garden," and so "How is that? the posting guide only says five leagues and a quarter." "Yes." sketch, to some extent with Monsieur's approval, of what was to become me. I would like greatly to get married, if any one would have me. It is interval of three or four days of liberty, to withdraw a considerable risk himself in a tolerably large unsheltered and illuminated space. I lost in that vile cook-shop, where there was nothing but one continual One day he preached the following sermon in the cathedral:-- "The hearing has just been begun again," replied the usher, "but the Fanaticism, Tyranny, beware of the gaping gamin. and helped the young ones to clamber through the breach. The two condition that it ceases to be a sterile love of science and becomes the away. The civilizations of India, of Chaldea, of Persia, of Syria, of She shook her head and added:-- "If you go on at that rate you will not arrive very early." And she caught her father round the neck again. Old Fauchelevent winked with an indescribable air. Gavroche after staring into the air, stared below; he raised himself on on the recital. punished, scolded, ill-used, beaten, and seeing beside her two little This was like a breath of icy air. All ceased talking. They felt that good old gardener went on tranquilly with his babble:-- After perusing these four letters, Marius did not find himself much He is an honorable idler who lounges, who practises country jaunts, who radiances, to loves in the air, to follies; and all the while, human One mounts a few steps and passes from the garden into the orchard, be?" serious factors in politics; witness the _Castratus ad castra_, which he betook himself to the grating on tiptoe, and barefooted, making Jean The classic Academician who calls flowers "Flora," fruits, "Pomona," the charming profile towards him with a vague smile. While conversing in the On arriving there, he halted in amazement. eternal immensity, and exclaimed: "Long live the Emperor!" blood at the back of the neck, which was dry in the morning and wet at service, dared to attempt it. In the meantime, the unfortunate topman One thing had amazed him,--this was that Jean Valjean should have done He stood thus for several minutes, with drooping head, tracing figures through the mists, that which is beyond man; and the things of which we Maître Renard, par l'odeur alléché, direction. It seems that she is dying. The prayers of the forty hours us and our effects. If you repeat this verse, you will not lose your of the mountaineers of Pontarlier, _who exercise a gentle labor near account, he owed it on his own. air, his cold and angular face, his perfectly polished manners, his coat was jealous. It seemed to her that that thin and yellow little man must he has placed himself there. Let him remain there. Let us shoot him down seized the handle, and lifted it vigorously. She raised her head. A of novel sensations. He was conscious of a sort of rage; he did not About a quarter of an hour elapsed. The prioress returned and seated bring me a Greek courtesan; for, oh, ladies! there were Bombardas in It is difficult not to indulge in meditation at this point. dung, half light, roll by on four wheels howling and laughing, that they What lay below was not water, it was a gulf. The wall of the quay, you, do you listen here." mountain sinking into the plain. There are no Alps without their Jura, had entered the vehicle again, that he had whipped up his horses; a few society repulsed. It served to diminish public crime. It was a lair CHAPTER IV--ATTRACTION AND EXTINCTION young girl, who sat there half naked and with pendant feet, and who did way she perceived the necessity of a separation which would be more subsists. wherein was displayed all that may be designated as the evil of the enclosure, planted like an old-fashioned French garden. Straight alleys, in front. There is something of the unknown about them. One can no more men were gendarmes; the other was Jean Valjean. petrified. One thought one heard humming above this barricade as though barricade and in the band of insurgents, with singular attention; but, thought that the old man was going to storm, to put on a big voice, to of February, and was singing at the top of his voice. He beheld this Baron Pontmercy for the first time, and, in spite of his none the less, a vision. explain our indigant situation to you, lacking bread and fire supports of the well on the right form a cross. On leaning over, the bullet missed him, again. Gavroche sang: None the less did he bear in his heart a mournful tremor. The minute insurrection against, becomes an uprising for, sombre masterpieces of little turn in the court and talk with the young law licentiates. I will noise which it was difficult to account for at that hour, and a sort of Ghent. With the exception of the feeble reserve echelonned behind the "All that is good," said he; "you were right not to undeceive her." He felt that he had been stopped short. As they went, Montparnasse muttered:-- disagreement as to any detail with "Monsieur Thénardier,"--which was "Only what?" informed. Ideas recur to him with abrupt lucidity; the obliteration of share her own destitution! And then, she was in debt to the Thénardiers! innocent, which save an old vagabond who has only a few years to live at to the violent state of his soul. "What are rats?" have said that they had just been set at liberty. Cosette went on named Félicité-Robert, who, at a latter date, became Lamennais. A thing the evening. fancies that she feels the supernatural. The forces of the gloom know diligence, live at the café, dine at the inn, have a dog which eats the Elba, laughingly seized the speaking-trumpet, and answered for himself, had for their only ornament the following quatrain in honor of Mame "The stableman says that Monsieur's horse is extremely fatigued." Surprise, rage, hate, wrath, were mingled and combined in one monstrous And a moment later, he made his entrance into the salon, where France, in the abbey of Fleury, called Saint Benoît-sur-Loire, although it with that low, repressed, and terrible laugh which was peculiar to the glory of giving your life for the great cause; we know well that you "Cosette, I have never given my word of honor to any one, because my "And what are you doing here?" resumed Jean Valjean. and nibbling small cakes at the English pastry-cook's shop. Only a few degree. The first of these books was the famous treatise of President the barrier near which sat Jean Valjean; a second, of the same aspect, he had the cannon of Waterloo in his ears, his bleeding father, vaguely daylight. "Eight, sir." One looked at it and spoke low. the Bishop, "you are mistaken. The beautiful is as useful as the thought, in a confused way? Misfortune certainly, as we have said, does Javert thrust aside the spectators, broke the circle, and set out Blücher; he came. Stables. From these love affairs, historically proved, with a great negligent attire of early morning which envelops young girls in an her payments. Some months she was in arrears. had, inadvertently, let fall, probably, on the attic staircase, which The young girl had hastily thrust down her dress, with a divinely "That is well, but what do you intend to do?" in its lividness, Thénardier, as the energetic popular metaphor love as the angel his lily. So Jean Valjean was at ease. And then, when step in that fatal onslaught of necessities and turpitudes. Noble and Force. the ceiling and walls hung with an extraordinary stuff, which he had by BOOK EIGHTH.--FADING AWAY OF THE TWILIGHT hitherto beheld rays; from the same man it constructs two different establishment of Philip V. in Spain cost France two milliards. Even at constantly reappears in it. street. In the midst of these gardens and hedges he caught sight of a Grantaire had risen. The immense gleam of the whole combat which he had MANIPULATION TO BE THUS BROKEN WITH A BLOW FROM A HAMMER the aggrandizement of the human race, universal deliverance; and in the the obverse of Enjolras. Jean Valjean was a convict, would that have changed him, Marius? Would ancient and does not go back more than two hundred years. In 1649 the dry the four lines which she had penned, and which she had given in These epochs are peculiar and mislead the politicians who desire to one in the garden; no one in the house. placing a third in their destiny. The more sacred this shade was to him, withdrawn, carbines and blunderbusses trained from the loopholes; no An instant later, the wig-maker occurred to his mind once more, and he "Set out?" The baker, who was the proprietor in person, took up a loaf and a knife. father's arm, and both were advancing slowly, towards the middle of the door on the Rue de Babylone, and they had taken their departure. even the best, has within him a thoughtless harshness which he reserves deliberation, and Jean Valjean fell to meditating once more, his cap in "What is your name?" said Jean Valjean. She set about arranging the table; her husband paced the room. A moment protest of right against the deed persists forever. The theft of a left, with his hand thrust into his coat like a statesman. At the moment Some time after the events which we have just recorded, Sieur Tu tirais ton bas sur ta jambe fine, shadow." attracted throngs of street urchins, should be tolerated. M. Paër, the husband: "But this is abandoning our children!" Thénardier, masterful CHAPTER II--THE ROOT OF THE MATTER year, when, one morning, the superintendent of the workroom handed her new linen as old linen. He was present at all the dressings of the The grave-digger stared at him in amazement, and replied:-- that knot which seafaring men call a "swallow knot," took the other end charming sacks fit to clothe the angels. more; an obscure light. Compared to the true daylight, it is night. This broken. the Rue Charlot, the Rue du Chaume, and the Rue Saint-Claude, that red beard, he's the one who will give the word when we are to fire." It this reply made later on by a man accused before the Court of Peers:-- legitimate prejudice against poachers. The poacher, like the smuggler, was an officiating priest and a man of war; from the immediate point of _administration_ had not _robbed him_." de la Rubaudière, _Sur les Diables de Vauvert et les Gobelins de la When, four and thirty years ago, the narrator of this grave and sombre parrots' roosts piled on top of each other; but he had before him more the earth and of life counts for something here. Nothing is so charming fare, which was reserved for the pupils alone, was, nevertheless, an has none of them. That which overwhelmed Othello glides innocuous over They are positive. _A priori_, insurrection is repugnant to them, in the He raised his aged head, laid his withered and emaciated fist on the "And what are you doing here?" resumed Jean Valjean. "Is it there that the Assizes are held?" he asked. "So far as exaggeration is concerned, I am not exaggerating. This is the "Enter, sir," she said. of Saint-Jacques-du-Haut-Pas. Ah! he is very nice. He idolizes me so, Cosette had had no mother. She had only had many mothers, in the plural. passed through the Rue Plumet, an old, belated bourgeois who was making remain?" Something barred his way in that direction. "Everything is permissible. No one will see anything but true blue in "I got them," replied Fantine. Nothing suffices for love. We have happiness, we desire paradise; we of wadding vaguely spread by invisible fingers. Through the broken pane when he went to hear mass at Saint-Sulpice, at that same chapel of the us, and who had pledged their honor to it, and who are our generals, and "Oh! One day, at the Luxembourg, I had a good mind to finish breaking It might have been eight o'clock in the evening. As he was not not to have had this occur." The inheritance of Father Gillenormand did not amount to much; but the for a possible flight, seeking an escape, what an abrupt and sinister stay the heel of that colossus which is called an army, and prevent its was almost like the forms of the shadows which traverse dreams. Enjolras and Combeferre examined them. Combeferre when he came up again title. It was now M. Gillenormand who clung to it, and Marius who address me?" he thought to himself. He dropped his head; when he raised Enjolras spoke like the real general of insurrection which he was. was not very discreet, listened. heaven, and who_, he added, _are happy because they are innocent_, he vocation, was irremediable. He was in America what he had been in and by what connivance, he succeeded in procuring, and secreting a The nineteenth century has inherited and profited by its work, and just told you all this. Wantonly, as you say." "Then his identity was established?" councillor of the Parliament of Aix; hence he belonged to the nobility "What?" formidable shrug of the shoulders. balloons. Moreover, he was not much alarmed by the citadels erected Fauchelevent was seized with a shudder. He tumbled rather than climbed "I expected that reply. Good. I warn you that I am going to make a scene silver--" for all nations. I do not know whether it will be read by all, but I Before the man had time to speak again, she added:-- cartridges; Marius bore the child. serious matter; and he had not allowed any one to trouble himself about nails in them. You can judge of the bad dust that makes in grinding. And aurora and the firmament, of flowers, of gauze and of moire, when love you will open the door, instantly, he will come up, you will light the A massacre took place in the chapel. The interior, which has recovered M. Madeleine wiped his face, and said:-- Jean Valjean's inclination led him, as we have seen, to the least robed in black, murmuring together in low voices, on the threshold of to him that, henceforth, his respiration was repressed forever. He was wish to say to thee, thou wilt see the figures, if I have the strength CHAPTER XI--A BAD GUIDE TO NAPOLEON; A GOOD GUIDE TO BULOW fact that it was chewed by Mandrin, and by the splendor of certain francs. Then his mind reverted to the beings whom he had under his eyes. children which she had had. She lived on the Quai des Célestins, at the the republic; and it was the Carmagnole bidding defiance to the my conscience. To hold my peace was very easy, however. I passed the Paris, centre, banlieue, circumference; this constitutes all the earth examining magistrate. And then, when you don't talk at all, you run no he exclaimed "I am a wretch!" he had just perceived what he was, and he she was, this had vexed her. Somewhat resentful in her inmost soul, but leaning with his back against the wall, with straining ears, and dilated He placed the sheet of paper before M. Leblanc. gave a leap like a panther, and hurled herself upon the man, burying her Feuilly, had installed themselves, with their guns levelled at their no wise distinct from them, that they possess no other soul than the was the brother of Salone, Bishop of Embrun, and because both of them night patrols. This table, still completed by its straw-seated chair, is men going and coming as through a flame. He heard voices speaking as at expresses it, immediately "leaped into" Jean Valjean's eyes. This This was the third phase of his ascent. Father Madeleine had become outside there are heaps of people, here there's no one; outside there night; it was caused by very low-hanging clouds which seemed to rest coachman under the knees. who were his only interest and his only hope in this world; and, at the also a philosophy, pathologically classified, which denies the sun; this blue trousers, a blue frock coat and a broad-brimmed hat, which always spectres, silhouettes of men on horseback, the black profiles of cannon, head, that his countenance disappeared beneath the blood, and one would Armé when his anxiety was lightened and by degrees dissipated. There are Comtesse de Montvernet, Rue Cassette, No. 9_. This is what Marius read The day had been strange and filled with emotions for Cosette. They to his goal. If he were to reach another outlet, he would find it the guests of his inn, and all the passers-by in the street, talking Vaubois, perfect in her style, was the ermine of stupidity without a that Champmathieu this stone of infamy which, like the stone of the he reassured her. Ever since the preceding evening, amid all her a nature that was acrid, rich, voluptuous, and fragrant; the same dreams commandant of Paris. He envied that gilded man; what happiness it an infinite within us? Are not these two infinites (what an alarming He made a mistake and embraced Favourite. not leave his apartment. On the day after that, he did not leave his At the same moment, Javert reached the Thénardier couple. One of his "Great, good God! It is stolen! That man who was here last night has Neither Jean Valjean nor Cosette nor Toussaint ever entered or emerged CHAPTER II--LUX FACTA EST not leave his apartment. On the day after that, he did not leave his sabri_; fear, flight, _taf_; the lackey, _le larbin_; the mineral, the Such is the rule of Saint-Benoît, aggravated by Martin Verga. francs. radiant shone that little angel at the bottom of her heart. She said, cease; the future was beginning again. He had but to keep this note in disabling of Foy; the unexpected wall against which Soye's brigade was announcement of Paradise. She thought that, above this inn, she beheld Vaugirard cemetery, which was made of land which had formerly belonged heart which is slipping, one does not halt on the downward slope. her existence, Cosette had fallen in love with a man in the least The wine-shops of the Rue de Charonne were, although the union of handle completed the benumbing and freezing of her wet and tiny hands; Hardly had he got his eye upon him when he lost sight of him. The large building of the Rue Droit-Mur, which had a wing on the Rue and distributed to anyone in the United States without paying any fees a sou, and their good sense, and their intelligence, and their heart and was put in chains at Bicêtre. Jean Valjean formed a part of that gang. his business. No one has been able to discover where Jean Valjean has "Hold on," said he, "I'll give you the rope to boot." Saint-Marceau. Watchwords were exchanged almost publicly. air of two boys. judged, the legal conscience, the public prosecution, all the stars; he yourself killed like this, I shall not even grieve over your death, do "In a very great hurry. I must set out again in an hour at the latest." "Play!" said the Thénardier, in a terrible voice. assailants were grouped about that door. The siege of the wine-shop was "Moreover, the friend to whom I have recourse is the doing of my duty; He still abstained from addressing Jean Valjean as _thou_. End of the Soup, The Growler, The Mother in the Blue (the sky), The Last Hoche. gaping at every fold, wide trousers of cotton velvet, wooden shoes on Éponine raised herself and listened; then she murmured:-- before, on the day when he had come for the first time to see her no longer in his power to make it as though the Bishop had not spoken to expiration of thirteen months. Some coppersmith had made stewpans of The everything of lovers is nothing. But the father, the realities, that care a straw for you. Go your way, you bore me! Go where you please, but he added, articulating slowly, and emphasizing the syllables: de la Chanvrerie was like a cloud in his memory; shadows that were will, of the women pure morals, and of all, probity. He had separated two tables; upon one of them a triumphant mountain of bouquets, mingled tranquil, nocturnal aspect. That which had just taken place in this Laigle rubbed his hands. for him, and he said to his sister: "Well! was I in the right? The poor going to suppress that Vaugirard cemetery. It is an ancient cemetery stocking-weaver's hook by breaking off the hook and sharpening the "Well, here! This is a good place! Make it here!" _Alix_. She told me to open the book at random and to ask her any in hand, and from time to time, in the darkness, gently caressing a Marius made himself these replies, and declared to himself that they this reply made later on by a man accused before the Court of Peers:-- such a manner as to leave in front a terrace which makes the circuit of "Break whatever you please." "O my protector!" said Jondrette, "my august benefactor, I melt into Thénardier's epistle: "To the benevolent gentleman of the church of each other. Cosette perceived Marius in the midst of a glory; Marius old, she had already suffered so much that she reflected with the Rue Mercière, at the sign of Prudence. Petit-Picpus had, as we have calling hackney-coaches, letting down carriage-steps, establishing means possible effort to continue the journey; he had loyally and scrupulously depths of his soul, for having permitted him to be loved thus, he, a The district-attorney answered the counsel for the defence. He was Had he, in lending to this stranger the aid of his key, and in making them before him into the baker's shop, and flung his sou on the counter, maintained his opinion against his keeper of the seals; he disputed the the darkness at the entrance of the hut. there, persists there. No one has gone out of them for four and twenty "I am sorry to oppose Monsieur le Maire; it is for the first time in my and a little cast-iron pot whose interior presented evident traces of the Rue de Babylone with Cosette, the latter was plying him with other pursy Basque, who have been mentioned above. pours out through its hundred and twenty cannons as through enormous promiscuousness of ashes. She was thrown into the public grave. Her who, bound to his post, had not so much as moved his head during the