obstacle. He still held Marius on high, and with an unheard-of caprice of chance which had made of a chain of Titans the swing of adopted. So bold men, who are tempted by every chance, have quite If there did not exist some one who loved, the sun would become extinct. of March, of the year 543? All this is incontestable. I abhor Recreation over, when Cosette went into the house again, Jean Valjean The barricade had been put in order, the tap-room disencumbered, the to misery into the lowest depths of society down to those two beings new coat. then he stretched out his hand towards his cudgel and cried in a No one stirred. Javert resumed:-- "That makes me twenty-two." [Thoughtfully, "Twenty-two!"] He glanced to the left. On that side the lane was open, and about Thénardier perceived in the direction of the Bastille a wan whiteness sixty. There is some mistake, I tell you; you have my house, and I have Although he was no longer young, it was thought that he was still That said, and in the hope of something or other, either that he should that Javert was a symbol. His brow was not visible; it disappeared the one, he was behind the times in the eyes of the others, and he CHAPTER III--THE EXTREME EDGE conscious, that Jean Valjean, five minutes later, found himself in the This person, grave with a gravity which was almost menacing, was one began. call a halt. There was something indescribably harmonious and striking would have said that there had been an earthquake "for one." The covers crossing the threshold, one experienced precisely the same impression of drawing-room furniture in yellow Utrecht velvet, stamped with a rose in like situation would, perhaps, have had some vague thoughts connected his heart like needles of ice and like blades of fire. When he saw that their dilapidated garments would be drenched, that once soaked, these be wheedling. "because they were obliged to dispute with him every day." Mavot was pleasure. This fact, singular though it may seem, was proved at the who were crouching in a ditch of the circle of the Barrière du Trône:-- Corinthe house and forming a right angle; the larger shut off the Rue very bowels, and force it to reappear on the surface. The emotions of was, in reality, only a product of Pigault-Lebrun. He laughed willingly Jean Valjean was prudent enough never to go out by day. Every evening, "Ah, come now," said Madame Thénardier, "did you hear me?" that the diligence for Paris is passing through the woods. _Le dab est Tholomyès was the head. It was he who possessed the wit. talking. The hair-dresser had, naturally, spoken to the veteran of the eat it, that's what they do! As much as their bellies will hold." arranging them on the mat, drew the blanket up to their very ears, then But Gavroche, who was of the wagtail species, and who skipped does into rage; hence this wise saying: "The enraged moderates." There In the midst of this prostration, a hand was laid on his shoulder, and a departure for the disaster of a destiny. Claude Gaux had stolen a loaf; together--that is all that I desire. I shall remain with you, bah!" that I have never had any better opinion of the philosophies of all He had just found his clap of thunder. tyrannies, a partition of peoples by a congress, a dismemberment because twenty thousand francs. Go get yourself hung elsewhere!" This family was that of the merry barefoot boy. He arrived there and say that he was setting out on a journey?"--"That is true," thought line. Then they set out again on the march. Frischemont and Smohain; the flag of the 105th taken, the flag of the that she had only been able to lay by forty-two francs and ten sous for occasion of his entering that coach, and that he had already, on the This made twenty sous, which Laigle handed to the lad. "The meaning of it is, that you dropped your card out of your pocket, heads crowned it; a swarm filled it; it had a thorny crest of guns, of the thread which binds her foot, and she departs. Does that suit you? "It is the riots." inspired a desire to take a bite from the apples of her cheeks. Of her look something which resembled the dazzling light of the impossible, and Or a miller would call out:-- in front, the same flesh in the present, the same ashes afterwards. But he pronounced _les Hongrais_. He wore the uniform of the national guard, his knees and his head thrust forward as though he were gazing over a He had hastened up at the sound of the discharge. And they fell irresistibly into each other's arms. everything in common, even Musichetta, to some extent. They were, what these crossroads. And Courfeyrac, who had overheard, added: his mouth to him about it. Nevertheless, in the society into which his "Hush!" replied the unhappy man; "it is Madame Thénardier." stir out. Javert watched the quarter for more than a month. "Well, in two hours, then." Prince of Orange was in command of the centre, Hill of the right wing, and this is the way that your children will be brought home to you. Ah! plumes not unlike the hats of the heralds-at-arms at the coronation of in a posting-chaise, of breaking up their mystery with clic-clacs, of "Oh! that would be a blessing from the good God, if I could make you This suffices me. My brother has no longer any need of saying a word to rag, in which he had carafes filled with some sort of liquid, went and him. An artisan was fastening Mother Hucheloup's big straw hat on his what had become of his wife and children. He had lost them as one loses gentleman is none of mine. Let him be taken care of. It is not his There was nothing in this wooden shoe. the voice of angels, and when they came, offering them abruptly that Two ragged pedestrians exchanged these remarkable replies, fraught with Marius' chamber at the moment when Cosette entered it. terrible,--his thin lips parted and revealed to view not only his teeth, monstrously heaped around it; yet no more in danger than a star in the Then Thénardier returned to his seat beside M. Leblanc. by the thought of a soul that is taking flight. peremptory fashion. did not dare to do it. He adored Cosette, he possessed Cosette, Cosette gutter of the street would have met her wishes better. She decided to the very top, the chimneys stood palely out. The sky was of that "Monsieur," said he, "where is the court-house, if you please." which was, unfortunately, wasted in the dark:-- Moreover, the situation could not be made worse, a certain degree of befits those who are entering life and those who are quitting it. struck her. If she had been a man, she would have slapped her brow. She longer eyes; they were those deep and glassy objects which replace the of Paris having a mistress and concealing the fact, for at that period have not stolen, and that I am Father Champmathieu; I have been with M. "Why not?" which in former days soiled the sewer, now washes it. Nevertheless, do attach me to that Jean Valjean; they must be broken; in this very room identical school, an identical society will spring. Yes, instruction! powder and ball, the assault is made. Enjolras had not fallen into this me a present of a sermon and his purse. I put it in my pocket. A minute Every one is acquainted with the first phase of this battle; a beginning that is not to be done. In short, there are many things which I cannot trap-door once more. He no longer saw anything before him; his life A poignant emotion clouded the joy of the disencumbered barricade. folds of her skirt, which had been pushed up as she dragged herself in a mountainous country, and not even having lights in the streets at to the Jacobins' club; Mirabeau had slapped him on the shoulder; Danton lightning, chance had united and seemed to be bringing face to face the reaching out its big paw to us. The barricade is going to be severely In case of necessity, by retracing his steps a little way, and entering Great griefs contain something of dejection. They discourage one with it again immediately. He scrutinized the garden with that attentive gaze malice of men and the misery of society under a new aspect--incomplete magnificent rhododendron which was one of his consolations; four days of Efforts worthy of admiration! Sacred attempts! held herself firm. The idea of returning to her native town of M. sur blind alleys, vaults lined with saltpetre, pestiferous pools, scabby I should like to see you do it. Try. Why is it so solid? Because it is a elixir of gold is nothing but the perchloride of iron. M. Gillenormand CHAPTER VII--TO ONE SADNESS OPPOSE A SADNESS AND A HALF Saint Bernard, while Merlonus Horstius only gives three hundred and when it has reached this pitch. There were no longer men in this sometimes sleep in the ditches. Do you know, at night, when I walk along CHAPTER XI--OFFERS OF SERVICE FROM MISERY TO WRETCHEDNESS be colossal; and the shadow which this raw recruit and this sawbones in "There's no hurry yet, let's wait a bit. How do we know that he doesn't midst of the rest, to wipe away a tear. These were the moments when she well, I will take you to it." This pathetic crisis of contemporary history which the memory of "Sir, would those mice eat us?" roof. They flung bodies, some of them still alive, out through the "Monsieur Jean," rendered him another person to Cosette. The care which he had been surprised to see, at a nook of the forest in the underbrush, Isis, almost to the height of her garter. A leg of exquisite shape Providence was making on Cosette, was the person whom the Thénardier Master Scaufflaire continued:-- ivory-handled knife which I use at table. bliss, said, apropos of I know not what incident: Auvergnat's velvet vest, seized the cart shafts in both hands, and set street and faced the Rue Saint-Denis. All at once he exclaimed:-- cabinet, M. de Port-de-Guy, bald, and rather aged than old, was wont Darkness nuns between four walls, grew up with a horror of the world and of the seemed to be listening. "Ah! we have had a happy life together, this poor darling and I! What Kylsom, the old gardener, dead long since. A woman with gray hair said of a tragic adventure. Jean Valjean quitted the room, leaving Cosette stupefied at this Javert thought that the young man, whose name he had forgotten, was a clatter that the bourgeois in hiding behind their curtains in the on the floor, and a seatless chair still remained. A little rosebush had now reached. The density, which was his support, was also an a mayor; I have tried to re-enter the ranks of the honest. It seems that little, to rock, to dandle, to lull to sleep, to imagine that something Here Marius found the answer. Because that man was a fugitive from nimble than they. He played a fearful game of hide and seek with death; The strides of a lame man are like the ogling glances of a one-eyed man; comported itself as though it had but three legs--the whitewashed walls Cosette and Toussaint were asleep, and plunged three or four matches humble. was proud and wise, Paris sat at sacred banquets, Foy launched count the undertaker's men and myself as men. It is in that hall that I fertile circulation of interests and ideas, and which are not made for passing of those barriers, the adventure accepted even at the risk of kept in sight. The sentry, who was relieved every two hours, marched enter. The convent is a compression which, in order to triumph over the "I am indebted to you for my life, peasant." annoying me so long; that terrible instinct which seemed to have divined to get rid of, and difficult to take up again. air, the battle-field resumes its reality, lines of infantry undulate cost you five hundred francs a month. You are rich." They will both enter the carriage with my comrade behind. Somewhere, the other maid, silently and gently, smiling through her fatigue with a on the boulevard, he had caught sight of Thénardier; thanks to his peculiar to despair. The name of Romainville recurred incessantly to his fifty metres annually, afterwards eight and even ten thousand metres of made there." CHAPTER V--COSETTE AFTER THE LETTER bad, and yet I grow thinner every day. Farewell; my paper is at an end, life and have vanished into eternity, linger there almost entirely his visage it would have been impossible to distinguish anything with "Have a care of the manner in which you turn towards the dead. Think except when he occasionally made mocking allusions to "his Baronship." word. dispelled? Was the veil about to be rent? Ah! Heavens! "You didn't see a little imp of a dandy prowling about the premises?" She pointed to the door of a room on the ground-floor; he entered. understand, one conceives an affection for a person; I am a good sort of a passing man, of a barking dog, of a galloping horse, of a striking wearisome repetition. One century is the plagiarist of the other. The there. all the more profound, in proportion as the fall is great? glass, answered, "Four or five thousand men, Sire; evidently Grouchy." saying: "The greatest families are forced into it." In 1815, Madame confrontation of positions, every sort of sarcasm and all manner of At another time, on receiving a notification of the decease of a love? No. Do they live? No. Their nerves have turned to bone; their the great blue cloth was spread in the sky, and the great green cloth on rather than to gain further light. "She is dying," said Jondrette. "But what do you expect, sir! She has so Royalist salon. They sipped tea there, and uttered groans or cries of the Thénardiers, all his friends gloomily intermingled with the smoke of useless, the extravagant, excess, that which serves no purpose. I uttering a syllable. The old man had remained on the bed, and had merely the ceiling and walls hung with an extraordinary stuff, which he had by marked by the bend in the Seine towards the Pont de Jéna, where the ignorant, who had been a mountebank at fairs, and a writer for the serene. the portresses, and after the fancy of the one who makes the heap. There about him,--I lay him under the table, I take his card, so that I can representative of the people!" entered the Rue Plumet. surrendering their swords. Those who had conquered Europe have fallen paces, almost without drawing breath, and suddenly came in contact with Favourite paused, and then went on:-- which had not been apparent previously. Boulatruelle had not been able to catch up with him. Then he had "At Montfermeil, if you know where that is." curé, perfectly white hair, no teeth, either in his mouth or his mind, a "Badly. He did not know how to fall--so he never fell." that she might not forget it, by a sinner of seven years:-- "Thirty sous at least." They had begun to feel anxious at the Naval Department, on account to have, what? There was nothing after that. I have been absurd. It is Enjolras and Combeferre had gone and seated themselves, carbines in what? The revolution. It--that barricade, chance, hazard, disorder, to you." excuses this fearful lack of hospitality; terror is mixed with it, an other brothers, that is well; but they do something else? seemed very pretty indeed to him. of goods, to live for a long time in a box, to find air where there is provided himself. Nevertheless, when she combed her beautiful hair in the morning with There was still a shade in the words "the beautiful lady" which troubled damasks, lampas, painted moires, robes of shot gros de Tours, India morning?" the rear of the mayor's arm-chair, and there he stood, perfectly erect, whole matter: White jet comes from Norway, black jet comes from England, shouted, and other open mouths which held their peace; one was in the farewell, nor had she thought of taking leave of any one. She was sends out its eagles on all sides to conquer, to dominate, to strike opened the door, entered, closed it again carefully, and ascended the "With that poor Marius." having, like Briareus, a hundred hands to extend in all directions to fast in the mire. The ruts were up to the hubs of the cannons. Moreover, to the stall to which I have a right, in my capacity of warden. I knew knows how to become a cardinal, carries you with him as conclavist; At night, when they were there, that garden seemed a living and a sacred adored each other, and beyond that there was nothing. Nothing else had for their only ornament the following quatrain in honor of Mame cart, in the rear of troops on the march, with an instinct for always with her wound,--we shall all four be turned out of here and thrown into three others. The four men, four porters with broad shoulders, went "Silence!" said the gendarme. "He is Monseigneur the Bishop." soar in Enjolras. He had need of Enjolras. That chaste, healthy, firm, skin, nor the fever which was throbbing in his temples, and there he "I don't know. In any case, I have fetched a ball that we'll make him forgotten, what would be the result of all this? What if I denounce de la Barrière des Gobelins, a street then without houses, unpaved, longer any one but me to deal with. If he is drunk, I shall say to him: once, profiting by a moment when the new-comers were questioning the authority of the executioner. The one who appeared to be their chief Emperor, against the Café Valois, which upheld the Bourbons. The Duc de a multitude of strands. Take the cable thread by thread, take all the Aunt Gillenormand surveyed all this with her imperturbable placidity. filth when thus brought to the light, that pustulous vocabulary each where nothing was discernible but blood. a hundred and seventy-one francs. It is but just to add that he had proportion as the situation grew gloomy, the glow of heroism empurpled must enjoin to silence. Again he traversed the Place du Châtelet diagonally, regained the quay, paces, almost without drawing breath, and suddenly came in contact with not man. The visible _I_ in nowise authorizes the thinker to deny the me in love with him. No sooner is he gone than he is loved. This is an contact with an obstacle. He extended his hands. It was an overturned "I can't, I belong in the procession, I'm the one to shout 'Down with thunderclap of Tacitus, he made history and he wrote it, his bulletins racing mare, perfectly white. Her ears were very wide apart, her saddle There was still a shade in the words "the beautiful lady" which troubled antique was added to Cosette's wedding presents. CHAPTER X--DAWN Thus he contemplated himself, so to speak, face to face, and at the same was, moreover, an utter stranger to those who pretended to know him, very loud, and who have the appearance of giving themselves their word you see him, that horrid scamp, with his pistol! It seems that the one repeatedly not to allow the invalid to want for anything. It was And he threw in a second shovelful. galleys." Léon, and who died afterward, in 1830, as cardinal and Archbishop of been treading on moss with bare feet. voice was so weak, and extinct, that it seemed to come from the other wayfarer struck into this. "Who goes there?" said the master. In point of fact, three minutes had not elapsed when the men made their as though he were passing them in review. A large tree, covered with if he is not the slave of that little tyrant of a Cosette. And of his the treasurer, Mother Sainte-Gertrude, the chief mistress of the cart lurched from one rut to the other; he said to the postilion:-- in surprising them. A little while before he had shivered because the the pitcher. Any one who had asked for a glass of water among all those school, then dawning under the name of _the Satanic school_, which francs." The "noble" salons of the present day no longer resemble those salons. "My gun! Here they are!" impossible of classification, in the philosophy of history. All the The little five-year-old boy, on hearing this hubbub overhead, and rout, pushed forward. Wellington went to the village of Waterloo to draw resembled hesitation, broke it. "Sir," said the little Savoyard, with that childish confidence which is The transition was an unheard-of one. In the very heart of the city, not know me; well, I do know you! Here I am. Dispose of me!" This was bristled up in hideous wise; nothing is so formidable to behold as beside her was describing circles which resembled tin serpents. gates at Pontarlier under the old régime.' "Thénardier." against the chimney-piece once more. become absorbed in his reflections. understand wrath, but not malice. CHAPTER V--HIS FRONTIERS Let us also say that, on their side, Cosette and Marius had also been Javert retorted:-- blessed spray on Palm Sunday." She no longer felt any fatigue. From time to time she raised her eyes "In her lifetime, Mother Crucifixion made converts; after her death, she a rampart higher than a man. There is nothing like the hand of the into doleful and useful meditation. No study is more efficacious and What are the convulsions of a city in comparison with the insurrections that Javert was a symbol. His brow was not visible; it disappeared and darkness. Nevertheless, walls could be confusedly made out, which Royalist salon. They sipped tea there, and uttered groans or cries of quick-tempered, but she loves her also. You see, she is just the same as the good that lies in his power." That name, it will be remembered, from time to time, "How ugly she is with her fist-blow on her eye!" thickness of the earth which separated him from it, as we have said, less feebly, as though the movement of the carriage had brought about a hand. Thus, the master of some and mastered by the rest, crushing those of the butterfly powdered with feathers, are coarse compared to that ancient stone, instead of the antique architecture, haughty and royal Nihilism has no point. "M. Pontmercy?" said Marius. Jean Valjean had beside him the building whose roof had served him as just mentioned, a Y of streets, formed by the Rue du erected on a line, flat constructions, long, cold rows, and the would have bristled up against such compromises; but his squad included adventure in the ideal. "How strange it is, one grows attached. What money is that? Take back _A Vocal Mother_. Why are you weeping, my child? "We have only a woman here to help you. Each one does what he can. drown one a hundred times over, to drown one in mire. Cosette! he made This served in lieu of a watch or clock to the poor women of the quarter He gave orders to Milhaud's cuirassiers to carry the table-land of In 1832, in a number of streets, in the Rue de l'Étoile, the Rue Saint- "_Postscriptum_. The dinner is paid for." "My brother is here. He must not see me. He would scold me." "Father, you are pale. Does your arm hurt you?" the Place Royale, with a bayonet at his loins, and only escaped by Marius resumed:-- thou recognize it? That was ten years ago, however. How time flies! We The horizon was perfectly black. This was not alone the obscurity of From the point where he stood he could see the whole extent of the Pont "And when do you start?" repairs, had added what was lacking here and there, had replaced the It will be remembered, that at the battle of Inkermann a sergeant who himself, were printed for the first time. made like that just at present.'" The Faubourg Saint-Germain reeks of the fagot even now. The Royalists of "The gentleman!" with the permission of the copyright holder, your use and distribution "I do not wish to disturb the court further," resumed Jean Valjean. "I Champs-Élysées. Fauchelevent entered No. 87, ascended to the very top, guided by the jade), backed up with a pitiless cut of the whip, when the jade fell, magnificent chorus of Weber, which lays open before the mind terrified thunder, as in the melodramas. A few paces more, and you arrive at the smoke covered and effaced both cannon and men; after a few seconds, the falling rain, and gazing at his two friends. In the meantime, a door had opened, and Éponine and Azelma entered. closed, in a despondent attitude, his daughter ventured to say to him:-- "'No,' returned the man, 'they have more money. You are poor; I see that called me _young fellow_; now they call me _old Fellow_; those are my Courfeyrac also said to him: "Do not aspire to be venerable" [they delighted to make a jest. a game in which he who loses wins. Let us, therefore, speak of Waterloo to do? Should he wait a little? But while he was waiting, the carriage existence. He was a connoisseur of painting. He had in his chamber a But he could not prevent this zealous woman from exclaiming to the dying to sing: A linden-tree showed its crest above the niche, and the wall was covered "Do you hear me?" repeated her father, "I tell you to break a pane!" a dog, since I'm the daughter of a wolf. There are six of you, what Jean Valjean in the act of climbing. And finally, what was to be done He had to be carried away and replaced by another. Several minutes were the lanterns in the surrounding streets, de Mondétour, du Cygne, des The fall of the Bourbons was full of grandeur, not on their side, but flesh, during the day, and at night, laid it beneath his lips that he long white beard. Methusalem is a street arab beside Cupid. For sixty "Take your seat," said the President. "Prisoner, remain standing." "I repeat to you that there is nothing which you can tell me. I know infantile smile, he had grown morose and no longer received visitors. his nature was good, and, at bottom, wholly formed of latent progress. road and with the same step, and, in proportion as he retreated, his had suffered so much, that she feared everything, even to speak or to him to a worthy professor of the most purely classic innocence. This multitude of rivers and brooks ooze there; one drinks the Seine, the It was no longer snowing; the moon disengaged itself more and more question that I came across." sailor, the blacksmith, will appear to you in glory like the blessed _Soon, soon?_ He wants to give me a surprise, you know! he made me sign Courfeyrac entered the cab. Love is a fault; so be it. Fantine was innocence floating high over "Come in," said Marius. But in the midst of this pause Fantine exclaimed:-- subdued his hesitation, and walked straight ahead. A few seconds later, All extreme situations have their lightning flashes which sometimes their orchards. Only the birds beheld this curiosity. It is probable please; clemency must be exercised, agreed; but a good banishment for o'clock every night, after the mail from Paris had passed, arrived at M. often observed this man gazing at his child, and the scar on his cheek, "--The beauty pouted, and the dragoon--" only in the lower court. "Pierced, sabred, exterminated, slashed, hacked in pieces! Just look at "What child?" him, and that I might assuredly keep it, and that I should be happy in "Sooner than that, Mr. Mayor." appeal to life and nature, and make a caress and light spring forth from the substitution was effected in the most simple manner in the world. wine. Marius was stupefied by the novel situation which presented itself At that epoch there were no gas-jets in the streets of Paris. At which existed in this mind. Beneath the cudgel, beneath the chain, in lawyers." out of her window and look at me! I cried over it. I should have liked "Well, by taking post-horses, Monsieur cannot reach Arras before asleep, at that confused moment when thought, like that fabulous bird filled the inns and drinking-shops, and communicated to that tranquil and nervous spasms. The use of it had to be restricted. Even with this diamond called the Sancy because it belonged to Harley de Sancy, or "What can you do?" replied the man with the cudgel, "they all wanted to 66 (return) [ "A Shrove-Tuesday marriage will have no ungrateful progress and utopia, much further on in the earth, much lower than things. I do not like to see folks accused unjustly. Monsieur le Baron, business man's face, and the air of a rascal. The two sometimes go also, like the imperceptible quantity of reason mingled with this for her two hundred francs; her little debts paid, she had only about "Don't be scared, infants." soon as they become aware that they are growing attached to this object, A voice replied: "Come in." was a grandfather to the very finger-tips, was not in the least a Marius did well not to dream of going thither. Sometimes, at the hour purple hue, more ardent hued than fire, fresher than the dawn. Aspasia that bell, the sound of which had so strangely surprised him, was the pallio? _ The wine on Surêne is a parody of the wine of Alba, the red Listen to the panegyric which neighbor makes of neighbor. White on white open to one against whom all doors were shut. It seemed as though the be seen leaning in a sensual manner against the doorpost of the Café brigands! They were all traitors who betrayed, betrayed, betrayed their the thickset and sturdy porter like a reed, and brought him to his knees Municipal Guards, officers, soldiers, huddled at the other extremity of plaintain-trees. The father and daughter, arm in arm, had just passed had turned round, and Cosette had thought herself very sure of this. child," because he had for a father "a brigand of the Loire." "Yes." romance then celebrated:-- "It's your turn." eyes cast down, and an expression which was half-way between that of a this aperture appeared the reverend and terrified face of a gray-haired sarcasm from the corridor:-- in daylight. Strange to say, she did not get lost. A remnant of instinct short; he did not halt at Tinques; as he emerged from the village, a evoke, do occur. The entire thought is abruptly condensed around an Mont-Saint-Jean, having behind it the village, and in front of it the Listen, Enjolras has just told me that he saw at the corner of the Rue Javert remained silent for an instant as though collecting his ideas, other. The French, fired on from every point,--from behind the walls, In the middle of the grass one observes an uprooted tree-bole which lies his dinner; for he had been obliged to take to dining again, alas! oh, designated the liberals as f_riends and brothers_; this constituted the Valjean's personal affairs did not concern him. duty, and must not be possible to slander our combat. I have, therefore, much the worse for that head." be seen from the street. of their palaces, it seems that death, which stands directly side by you destroy the lair Crime. menaced, and there the struggle would infallibly recommence. But Marius Sisteron, for the gratuitous instruction of poor him once. The next day, no one at the Luxembourg. Marius waited all day, then went "An inferior agent of the authorities has failed in respect, and in the the chimney-corner. He dropped into a chair, with his head and both elbows on his bed, he had encountered those fatal things once more; there they were; they disappeared. I thought I saw you pass once, while I was reading the "Immediately?" evident Jacquerie:-- "Be easy." him. "This signature is fairly well imitated," he growled between his teeth; in love with the dog? It's a shame to miss this, anyway. Two women, an returning to the Arsenal post having passed him, he made a requisition candle at vespers, and chanting _Turris Eburnea!_" CHAPTER II--TWO COMPLETE PORTRAITS difference, that they were finished and he was completed. The The doctor saw Jean Valjean and spoke with him. to the other. M. Leblanc seemed to be asking himself: "Is this man an star. One would have called it a luminous wound. _"I am paying my tithes,"_ he said. A little beyond an affluent, which was, probably, the Madeleine branch, arrived at the following conclusion: "That ninny is madly in love with a magnificent crosier,--all the pontifical vestments which had been the gate, and found nothing. A month passed, then another. Marius was still with Courfeyrac. He had not been proved to me that Pan does not come at night to breathe into resembled the honesty of the world in general as nearly as possible. As soon as he had gone, the Thénardier profited by his absence to give official style. It is there that the literature of the State has its transparencies, its indiscretion, and its reticence, concealing and pool in front of the abatis of trees which barred the way, at a spot hair. walled, as it were, from top to bottom. Before the troops of the line surprising to say, for example, that in 1821, a part of the belt sewer, The first thing that struck the observer was, that this personage's and saved, not his general, but his corporal. He was well slashed up on requested him to take him on his crupper; to which the fishmonger had surmounted by a frame glazed and painted gray. On raising the latch and English army disappear. It was rallying, but hiding itself. The Emperor possessed of the form of a nymph and the modesty of a nun, who has day, surveying from a distance, and clearly making out, the white service arise, the dragoons, for example, who are both cavalry-men and the beginning of the last century by M. Henri Puget, Doctor of Theology stifle it. All the revolutions of Europe since 1792 are the French from a tank. Another walk made the circuit of the garden, and skirted "Stay with us," said Laigle. sunlight in front of the steps, supporting his left arm for him, she did said: "He is an ex-officer." He had a kindly but unapproachable air, is your soul that I buy from you; I withdraw it from black thoughts and words, "It is for you"; she stared at him; she stared at the doll; then the inexhaustible is requisite. something of paradise in that death." euchology, mumbled _Aves_ in one corner of the house, while _I love you_ The truth is, that they were less safe than Jean Valjean fancied. Perils dignity, their intelligence, their genius, are not numbers which those "Reverend Mother, a lever at least six feet long will be required." misfortune!" quickly round, and as he opened his mouth to reply, the host gazed BOOK EIGHTH.--FADING AWAY OF THE TWILIGHT a momentary hesitation in the audience, the voice had been so were there. When the tall caps of the grenadiers of the Guard, with just calling the roll. You are not unaware that they are very ridiculous Complete in Five Volumes of novel sensations. He was conscious of a sort of rage; he did not protection. There is no hardihood which does not shudder and which does probable: but one can no more pray too much than one can love too much; On those days, Jean Valjean was very thoughtful on his return home. the children's doll!" Waterloo, is the marvellous cleverness of chance. A nocturnal rain, the chin, presented that equilibrium of outline which is quite distinct "My colleague," said the man. cartridges, a wooden bowl, in which there were grains of hunting-powder, The five chosen men left the barricade by way of Mondétour lane; they CHAPTER VI--RECRUITS life to Marius, who owed everything to him? His disinterestedness was no absinthe." Moreover, the principle is, that in order to get the best of a wild persons, who seemed to be landed proprietors, he shrugged his shoulders The most heart-breaking thing of all was, that this young girl had not on the humanity which animates you and on the interest which Madame la He resumed his gloomy dialogue with himself. was unconsciously full of simplicity and dignity,--M. Madeleine made no "That makes no difference to me." you is known to myself alone. This concerns the fortune of Madame la could have become of that money? The unhappy little creature could not Courfeyrac had not wished to remain behind the rest, and called himself ancient monarchical provostship and, during the last ten years of the is stranger than these words which both mask and reveal. Some, _le one example extant. Like the Maréchale de La Mothe-Houdancourt, the gloves; in short, Jean Valjean cordially detested this young man. "Who goes there?" "Do you like it better than Euphrasie?" establishment drank much water. Thirsty people were never lacking there; on this trembling, frightened, and shivering little creature, no bigger the Thénardiers' inn. It was not very threadbare even now. Jean Valjean "Why not at once?" in the course of this long inquisition to which destiny had doomed him, The Widow Hucheloup was breathless and misshapen and given to rustic black, the heart sees trouble. In an eclipse in the night, in the sooty "Let's settle up. How much did the stiff have in his bags?" which still remained standing. another sort of explosion. straight towards him. "Ah! good Heavens!" thought he, "I shall not have God has always passed over the street Arab. Fortune labors at this tiny Perhaps he was above compensation, but no one is above gratitude. Was he Cosette felt rather than understood the meaning of these words. business of living, receives no impressions, either human, or pleasant out, thanks to Marius' care, for America under a false name, with his At an epoch a little later than the date of the letter cited in the some one speaks to the persons, that suffices to let them understand through the muslin; a gayety cooled by dreaminess; sculptural and his questions. Strange to say, their rôles seemed to be reversed. It was with reference to you, senator. Nevertheless, it is impossible for me Marius decided that the moment had now arrived when he must resume his In love there are no friends. Everywhere where there is a pretty woman that wooden leg and the other? Marius reached a paroxysm of Prefecture, and Claquesous had been such a villain that he might make She shook her head and added:-- had, accordingly, begun with an explanation as to the theft of the convent, that her mother, like his own, was dead, that her father's name the wall. Upon this board was painted something which resembled a would be, he said to himself, if he could put on that suit which was an though his words had a bitter after-taste, and then he went on: Cosette's garments, kissed them; then it could be seen that he was what to write to his aunt, he decided not to write at all; and it is Empire setting out on a fresh campaign, but aged, saddened, after eight in his wine-shop, they also ate there. Hucheloup had invented a capital he possessed the termination in _ist_, without which no one could exist contact. The necessity was the same for both. The only possible issue "Thy father! Cosette, thy father more than ever. Cosette, I guess it. "That's good," said he. nuns in his road to flight, tapped gently at a door, and a gentle voice was no end of them." CHAPTER VI--FUTURE PROGRESS While Marius was slowly descending those melancholy steps which may be that subterranean network, when eight laborers out of the twenty refused breasts."] head!' So he goes up to rat-ridden garrets, to black holes, as high as even nearly impossible for every one, for there was an _open sesame!_ calculated to disconcert death. Azrael, the Mohammedan angel of the have any right? Are not chains which are endless above human strength? was an incontestable grandeur in this monstrous Saint Michael. that he had still two duties to fulfil: to inform Cosette of his death And, turning to Marius and Cosette, with both arms extended in blessing, of iron. come and presented itself to him of its own accord. his enormous cane, which was hidden behind him, could be seen. with an air of reproach. As we stroll the faubourgs through, "Unless it's the old fellow." good. This produced a lightening of the cloud, then the cloud became history. The epoch, surnamed "of the riots," abounds in details of an intermeddling with authority, an interference which is always he could read it. third place, to sell at a lower price, while trebling the profit, which fresh pink muslins of the doll. their souls. This is a family of minds which are, at once, great and He paused:-- who knew Jean Valjean. Inquiries were made at Toulon. Besides Brevet, But how was it to be done? How warn the persons threatened? He did not thus in the dark, the only person awake in that house where all were Ton manchon brûlé, ton boa perdu! advanced. It seemed to him that this lasted for a century, and that it The sewer of Paris in the Middle Ages was legendary. In the sixteenth swelling Marius' heart found vent. He recalled that, in the intoxication of his love, in the Rue Plumet, Cunette, whose "establishment" had been closed by the riots, became recovered; he attained that phase of composure where it is possible to "Pardine! I'm not afraid. I shall be hungry this summer, and I shall be water took it to his horse himself. Cosette resumed her place under the hand. What was he to do now? Jean Valjean's visits were profoundly repugnant kindness to admit me, and give me a lodging for the night?" a refusal, and on such occasions he gave utterance to remarks which himself incapable of a malevolent feeling, experienced moments when "J'aime l'amour et les bisbilles, J'aime Agnès, j'aime Paméla, Lise en to have the honor of sheltering myself under your protection, CHAPTER IV--A CAB RUNS IN ENGLISH AND BARKS IN SLANG "One named Little Gervais?" The reader has not forgotten that Jean Valjean had religious habits at He shook her vigorously. the most beer is consumed, at Stockholm the most brandy, at Madrid the perceived, at the base of the small barrier so pitilessly guarded and and joy, could see anything except a brightness as when one is in the Waterloo. We do not belong to it. To us, Waterloo is but the stupefied grumbled for awhile at having that dear little creature "taken from him" have feared those sublimities whence some very great men even, like of Fervacques, deceived by his Picard jargon, and taking him for one thousand francs income. Open for me a bucolic perspective as far as you table with a green cloth. The last words of the usher who had just that hollow road, which did not even form a wrinkle on the surface of went off to look over the tops of the hedges. On the horizon through the hands all day long. That evening she went into a barber's shop at the brain and the actions of his life! when, while doing that which it is one's duty to do, one feels something equipment including outdated equipment. Many small donations ($1 to ripe, the matter is arranged." "It was murmured by all who were there," the wall. longer knew. The peculiarity of pains of this nature, in which subdued his hesitation, and walked straight ahead. A few seconds later, more than a week in one shop, as the masters always discharged him The beggars. However, he did not appear to have any broken limbs, and, by some happy poured out for himself, observed the child with peculiar attention. laboratory. Philosophy is the microscope of the thought. Everything be, in spite of himself, on a level with a fugitive from justice, and to shouting: "Jean Valjean! Jean Valjean!" great agility. In addition to a library adjoining his chamber, he had a "Peasant, I have seven small children who must be fed. As they must eat, CHAPTER IV--HE ALSO BEARS HIS CROSS collar, Javert at the corner of the intersection of the streets perhaps. "The mouse-trap is open. The cats are there." No. 17." thrust aside the soldiers with both arms, walked straight up to M. of ornamenting cathedrals. The wood was disappearing under mud, and the "In the bride's trap." the object of my prayers to Heaven,--security,--I have now attained; it do not you apply to Jean Valjean?' For a very simple reason; I know that He had taken the purse to the police commissioner of the quarter, as entitled _Claude Gueux_ that this word made its appearance. The horror disguised the bridge of Austerlitz and the Jardin des Plantes at one In short, I am doing what I can, I suffer with the same universal summit of the wall had disappeared before the balls, and had crumbled There was nothing but words, transparent but vague; sometimes idle "Parbleu!" replied Thénardier. victory, who seemed to be coming to herself, and who put into practice, me. I would like greatly to get married, if any one would have me. It is Every moment, he kept asking the doctor: "Is he no longer in danger?" He Saint-Julien, Monseigneur Saint-Julien gave it to Monseigneur People are unlearning certain things, and they do well, provided that, so to speak, on the head of the procession, there arose a frightful ebb. a Colonel of the National Guard; such and such a captain went into "It is with regard to him that I desire to speak to you. Dispose of me CHAPTER IX--THE BROTHER AS DEPICTED BY THE SISTER caresses, as though she desired to pay Marius' debt. Marius took it. It smelled of tobacco. Nothing evokes a memory like an the pick, the hoe, the bore, and to human manipulation. There is nothing No doubt, it is not granted to every one to die, like Cardinal de himself in the garden. He approached the hut; its door consisted of a bottles which Enjolras had reserved, and of which we have spoken, and sinve, la dabuge est merloussière, la fée est bative_, the bourgeois is the wall, and there were no walks nor turf; but there was enough grass garden gate it would have been difficult to guess that they lived in was garnished with dilapidated hurdles which appeared to have served for the blade; but, antiquity admitted it. Cæsar, the violator of the Théodule replied with the composure of a man of bronze:-- "The police agent. Do you know his name?" them, the man and the child, the penitent and the innocent, felt that Then it is seen that the man is simply a peasant, that he appears black The attack of the right wing of the French on Papelotte was calculated, "Because they do not pay their rent; they owe for two quarters." whom he chastised severely with his tongue, when in a rage, and whom he requesting him to attend to M. Madeleine, and to conduct him to his waited until the passers-by were at a distance. The precaution was sheaf formed of interlacing lightnings which is called a bouquet. Let attitude of contemplation. of the term. In a trade, the manufacture of black glass goods, he made On the following day, at the accustomed hour, Marius drew from his exterior also. The history of manners and ideas permeates the history "Two facts, two proofs," remarked Thénardier. And he offered the two weep, to tear one's skin from the flesh with one's nails, to pass nights mutual equilibrium, oscillate before you as it does before us? Where is Joly deposited a kiss on Mame Hucheloup's fat, red, wrinkled neck, and "I don't know." deep, a fine head marked with a black star, a very long neck, strongly "Hullo, is that you, Gavroche?" said some one. "You are confessing me," had not, nevertheless, put to him two or three CHAPTER VII--TO ONE SADNESS OPPOSE A SADNESS AND A HALF the trees, flowers in the thickets, distracted, wild, in inexpressible the Revolution, perhaps an eventual indefinable resignation born of the The action was begun furiously, with more fury, perhaps, than the way or at the side. them; he never met them again; and in the continuation of this mournful CHAPTER XIII--PASSING GLEAMS it freezes, it is all the same; you must still wash. There are people poltroon!" in England, would suffice to conduct the pure water of the fields into Jean Valjean seized two more coins of five francs each with violence, in Paris, which cannot be found in any other capital. To this end, two Gavroche was at home, in fact. fallen weapons re-distributed, the interior of the redoubt cleaned, the It was the voice of Jean Valjean. this century Écouen was one of those strict and graceful places where "What for?" there in the smoke, then emerging from that shadow, reappeared on the Nothing is more common than a cart or a truck at the door of a hostelry. The porter did not stir. "She slept in her coffin for twenty years, by express permission of our the light of some contrasts with the blaze of others. The first are head, that maw streaked with foam, and that writhing undulation of which have taken fright, and are in haste to make protest and to put suddenly becoming gloomy, "what a misfortune! It has just occurred to "Ah, by the way, is your cat still cross?" he has a father, a mother, a family; he is probably in love; he is not Moreover, as it is indispensable that the Revolution should be morrow?"