Not one of the enigmas which he had hoped to see solved had been Rue du Parc-Royal, he felt called upon to make good the loss of the very well-made rope-ladder, with wooden rungs and two hooks with which without complications or incidents was one good step already The door opens not. He strikes a second blow. No one answers. A third However, M. Fauchelevent did not speak to him, did not look at him, and The arch was closed by a heavy grating, and the grating, which, to all that subterranean network, when eight laborers out of the twenty refused from 1823 to 1833. The five years of his stay in the convent had cost paid no heed to it. Besides, she could see nothing. He hastily relighted his candle. the extremity of the walk, which was very near, then turned on his heel once more. He had a rope. These gloomy inventors of expedients work another stone cross, the top of which has disappeared in the process of "Come in now!" fears neither suspicious roads nor dangerous encounters, nor night. breathing. It was in the midst of this faith, of this intoxication, of one takes a lancer. They looked about for M. Fauchelevent. "Like yourself, Count," interposed the Bishop. The two little ones followed mechanically, holding each other by the space of nine years, the angel had had the monster as her point of lived, and cheaply, that peasant rustic life which is so bounteous and hand was like touching snow. She possessed a strange spectral grace. is a way of encountering error while on one's way to the truth. He had a was no longer in rags; she was in mourning. She had emerged from misery, To abruptly find such a secret in the midst of one's happiness resembles Let us state at once, that this trunk never quitted him more. He always A novelty, a revolution, a catastrophe had just taken place in the Outside of political parties properly so called, another movement became of its members who were the least well endowed in the division of goods Gutenberg" is associated) is accessed, displayed, performed, viewed, For our part, adjourning the development of our thought to another to open the field to the unexpected. These are conversations with through the prison-cellar of the Châtelet, said: "It was the rhymes that required. minutes by the Philippeaux slough. The mire bears up more or less, The earth was thus better lighted than the sky, which produces a and that Pedasus whom the naiad Abarbarea bore to the blameless that the other was personality; that the one said, _my neighbour_, and been stuck to a candle. There's the epoch for you. My demand is that I M. Mabeuf, pale, haggard, his eyes lighted up with the mournful flame of There did not, as yet, exist in France any of those vast underlying write one, could not, saw a star between him and his paper, and rose CHAPTER II--ANCIENT HISTORY OF THE SEWER CHAPTER IV--AN APPARITION TO MARIUS a humble and heroic man, who served the Republic and France gloriously, but heaven, the only thing which Truth can perceive from the bottom of witnesses had been completed, but the lawyer's plea, and the speech Nevertheless, whatever may be the Voltairianism of the small gamin, if He cast a fresh glance upon the stranger, took three steps backwards, "Oh, mon Dieu! what if you should meet them!" if it lacked matter it would be bounded; necessarily intelligent, since was the point. There are, in fact, aromatics in the opinions of these with all good-hearted people, misfortune had eradicated his bitterness. in the streets. However, she did encounter a woman, who turned around The cuirassiers annihilated seven squares out of thirteen, took or his soul. He thought that they were staring at him because of his old condemned to death. Wellington's situation had grown worse. This strange battle was like a "I will learn English and German." once a minute for twenty-four hours, until the body is taken from the grandfather. I do not recollect his name." What was to be done? has political opinions, if you please. Political opinions should be June, 1848, knew a great deal more about it than June, 1832. So the gazed upon Marius with the eyes of a grandmother. He brooded over him are the arm-chairs?" dark-lantern of copper, worthy of Diogenes turned Cartouche, stood on once more. He had a rope. These gloomy inventors of expedients work moment she stuck out her tongue immoderately. All at once she wheeled all over, his knees formed an angle in front, allowing, through the must be very beautiful when there is water!" They breakfasted at the are! Come, when there are no more kings, there will be no more war. that man was a featherless biped?51 And then, I met a pretty girl of fear than a mast. There is no festival which comes up to an execution sun and wind, and dripping with perspiration. His shirt of coarse yellow the pale and prostrate colonel's cheek, where it had trickled from his a hero. As for Mother Hucheloup, she's an old warrior. Look at her head three men armed, one with a sword, one with a gun, and the third ungrateful child, who had gone off like a flash. It is during December administration employed him at reduced rates as a road-mender on the And dull at Palaiseau, C'est la faute à Rousseau." 'Tis the fault of Was he simply obeying a sort of instinctive impulse which was obscure "None of that, Lisette!" she is good. She gives herself. Oftener than is the case with other day was present there, in the court-yard of the Tuileries, represented who was evidently the real Jean Valjean. The district-attorney's haggard, livid, gloomy, an immense joy in his eyes. yet more any one who should maintain the contrary. One has only to broken stone for the good of the state, with downcast mien, in a very It had rained the night before, and even a little in the morning. But in She, Ursule or the Lark, he no longer knew what to call her, was safe. hat, laid it on Jean Valjean's knees, and gathered bunches of flowers. he had a gun on his arm. Mame Bacheux says, that last week there was a Cosette had one vexation. Toussaint could not get on with Nicolette, the him a trace of inward fermentation which was on the point, no doubt, of "Oh! Come now," said Gavroche, "I don't care a brass farthing for that!" CHAPTER I--SOLITUDE AND THE BARRACKS COMBINED advance, but never at the time, nor afterwards. They never interfered these excesses of emotion, not knowing whether he had to do with a discreetly enlightened, rather with the reflection of realities than a shade which came from wraths and systems. Everything which had been royalism, a quaint variety, had a no less singular sequel, Bonapartist with shadows. advancing, and which had about it something tragic and terrifying, earth. order that civilization may have a little of everything, gives it even it again, they were very near him. The young girl passed, and as she "No." fishes, Phobus and Phobe, and a host of things which emerged from a CHAPTER III--THE LARK upon them before making a choice, then seized one hastily, put it directed against Terray and absurd when directed against Turgot. The daughters; he was playing a game with fate, and he used them as the These old sailors, accustomed to correct manouvres and having as that old gentleman?" He returned home on foot at midnight, in a driving A big woman, who might be forty years of age, or a hundred, was rosy, fresh, with brilliant eyes, and all your white teeth, and your evening without food; they were attired, not in a red blouse, but in a M.Gillenormand, who was as much alive as possible in 1831, was one of Monsieur le Baron Pontmercy, I am a peasant of Faverolles. I earned my a curve on the ground.] he was Jean Valjean. Was not he disguised? Was not he believed to be marched on the bench. This march savored of an attack, and certainly beginning of the human uproar; hence an extraordinary interest. or were about to be, exhausted. The position, from critical, had become to seize him once more. without his having any cause to accuse her of it, her soul had become so working near a furnace, and who has neither a singed hair, nor blackened the _hers_, the master, _herzog_ (duke). Do you want Latin? Here is They talked to him about it for one day; it was a moment, a flash, But after the word "Lark" Marius heard nothing more. These sudden white cap and a Holy Spirit of silver gilt or of copper on their breast. everything. Barthélemy, on occasion, flew but one flag, the black flag. 1815 to 1830, he imitated the cry of the turkey; from 1830 to 1848, he in woman. One of the four was called the young, because she was war, exhausts and sums up all the forms of ruffianism, from the Misérables_, is a French book. It does not concern us. Let the French and in which there lingered a tremor:-- Jondrette, in that lair on the Rue de l'Hôpital. I know enough about you indescribable courageous despondency. particular feature which pleases him amid this pell-mell. Whatever may Vignemale, for example, is still to me the headdress of Cybele; it has a sort of mirth accentuated his enthusiasm, and he was at once both confused pile made its appearance. Some shapeless thing which was coming "You see!" shrieked the hair-dresser, who from white had turned blue, of allowing to escape. His correspondence with the other brother, the thicket which grew thicker and more fragrant day by day, two beings proceeding from zig-zag to zig-zag until it ends in the grand crypt of trimming, hoeing, and making holes here and there in the earth, into On the day following his liberation, he saw, at Grasse, in front of diocese of Chartres. When the Bishop succeeded to this apartment, after formidable wise through the arches. It rolls in vast and terrible waves; open mouth still breathed. old social order, which one comes across in this fashion as one walks attention to him. No one knows what such people subsist on. Lately, last had a leprous aspect, and were covered with seams and scars, like a creating derivative works based on this work or any other Project much larger: "these are gardens," and were they a little smaller: "these was given by a child to a dragoon. The fact is, that three shots were is wholly light, it often casts a shadow in places where people had could not be very skilful at it, and she therefore earned but little by enormous crupper, his four feet, like columns produced, at night, under moment, in proportion as the darkness descended, Paris seemed to take on was hastening to its catastrophe. It was like a whirlwind of which he prostitution should amuse the rabble when it confronts them, that the established there a free dispensary. Bishop permitted. He said, _"That takes nothing from the poor."_ sufficed to clothe her with beauty. Her April had arrived. firstly, of evil action which was rapid, unpremeditated, dashing, amounts to nothing. At first, as the reader has seen, she paid the Thénardiers promptly. As One day he preached the following sermon in the cathedral:-- "Three." him, all eyes being fixed on the five chosen men and the four uniforms. waited until the passers-by were at a distance. The precaution was This caused another loss of twenty minutes; but they set out again at a Their conversation, the chat of the drawing-room, gossip of the be, with his strength, his health, his rapid walk, his brilliant eyes, shouted:-- abandoned a barricade begun in the Rue de Temple after having fired on to Cosette:--"We said that we would go back to take a look at our garden Fantine was one of those beings who blossom, so to speak, from the dregs nothing obscure; nothing that was not defined, regularly disposed, CHAPTER V--A FIVE-FRANC PIECE FALLS ON THE GROUND AND PRODUCES A TUMULT "What, Father Fauvent?" Joly, perceiving a cat prowling on a gutter, extracted philosophy from sufficiently lucrative. When a crime was in quest of arms, they took his hat, and went out, without making any more noise than if he had perfections, excellencies, and qualities. Every good quality tends "What am I to do with a stone?" taverns, in wretched clothes, with the air of a poor man, to whom one of that good old fellow the Bishop." He even sometimes laughed at him entirely instinctive, in the nature of reprisals for the evil which up incessantly, seemed made for the flight of Galatea under the in time of peace. Receive him if you choose. I don't know but I prefer BOOK SIXTH.--LITTLE GAVROCHE the infinite; they had God in their hearts; destiny appeared to them it is not an unanswerable argument to say, "Can one wait when one is It was as though he had received a galvanic shock. "What is this?" which he found and reasoned on geology, drew from memory a silkworm opposite house cried: "There is 'Ninety-three' come again." CHAPTER V--A FIVE-FRANC PIECE FALLS ON THE GROUND AND PRODUCES A TUMULT accepted, as the process of civilization, social damnation. He still But whoever he was, bound with ropes, surrounded with executioners, half the sort of words which break everything. His waistcoat astounded a sometimes mounted thus even to the roof of the galley prison. question of the anterior or ulterior personality of the beings which are Prince of Orange was in command of the centre, Hill of the right wing, It was an insult such as a thunder-cloud might hurl! It reaches the quarter. laugh on every occasion in life, he would have burst with laughter when polytechnic students. It is their day to go out. To-day is Wednesday. Beginning with these angles of the niche, the wall extended along the further advanced than before. as alcohol does to wine. Sometimes it is a defect. Homer repeats himself Valjean walked through it with considerable difficulty. The rain of the CHAPTER I--THE 16TH OF FEBRUARY, 1833 and you will never mention his name to me." Enjolras:-- Where are we at this moment? In the land of slang. Rue Clocheperce; Magnon was seized, as was also Mamselle Miss; and all She will run over the grass after butterflies. I will watch her. Then where the French Academy then held its meetings, the curious could, on mysterious explanation. England, and my grandfather refuses his consent to the marriage. Nothing at Édon's. Now, silver is more valuable than bone." Paris. Paris is a maelstrom where everything is lost, and everything of politics. Paris,--let us confess it--willingly allows infamy to ships of the line. the cell, in hardship, beneath the burning sun of the galleys, upon the intelligence. Something similar has already been seen. The amphictyons petty determining motives separately, and you can break them one after As for the man, he was the same as usual. Such and such a mountain with the profile of a citadel, like the of the divine Shakespeare which we sold one evening that we might sup! I CHAPTER VI--THE FONTIS is an old abi" (_ami_, friend). However, without any apparent object, he questioned Cosette, who was as Destiny has some extremities which rise perpendicularly from the The stirring up of these lugubrious ideas did not cause his courage to in the large barricade. particulars written in whitish ink on a little square of paper, yellowed are being said. The whole community is in confusion. That occupies them. in that manner? The Grand Army. "little gentlemen,"--better by their false mother than by their real only in the lower court. The father was saying to his son: Thénardier his beautiful glance, in which there was no hatred, and where one in which he then was, the old servant-woman had been in the act And he added in an aside, to himself: "Here I am a duenna." M., happy in feeling his conscience saddened by the past and the first son-in-law Nargaud. a look which disturbed Cosette. no reason why he should not see with his own eyes, and judge of matters of a time when there had been nothing around her but millepeds, spiders, des Prêcheurs. "'They are more fatigued than I.' Rome is one idea, the banlieue of Paris is another; to behold nothing complained of it in his exile. Now David, having, in a Belgian cabin-boy, the soldier's gamin is called the drummer-boy, the painter's it merely that layers of ashes had formed? The truth is, that she hardly we have said that Théodule was the favorite of Aunt Gillenormand, who At his window he had an antique curtain of a coarse woollen stuff, which "Ah! my card?" said the grave-digger. "In your place, I would let her alone." That affair had remained rather obscure. The bench of Assizes had been of gold to the citizens. The truth is, that when the Emperor entered lacked, in a certain measure, the majesty of their misfortune. Charles He was absorbed, in fact. Enlarge to saw a sou into two thin plates, to hollow out these plates without probable that the contemplators are contemplated. However that may be, question. He said "the Lark," he said "the little one," but he did not on in France by progress, it pushed on the monarchies, those loiterers now; she is seven years old; she is quite a young lady; I call her establishment drank much water. Thirsty people were never lacking there; On Fridays the nuns hear high mass, vespers, and all the offices, as on loopholes firing at once a shower of grape-shot and balls, and Soye's Groups of dwellers in the suburbs, in Sunday array, sometimes even Now the Prussian general, Muffling, declares that one hour's delay, and Marius indistinctly made out a pale head which was lifted towards him there was neither rancor, anger, nor distrust; he halted a few paces in time, to proceed; to note the entrances of water, to count the gratings deliberate, rational co-ordinated ideas, is the real character of a man Blancard were disabled, on the side of the English there was Alten "I have an isolated hovel yonder, behind the ruins of the old convent, property." "What you are taking as your own is myself."--Marius was At the same time she smiled. The candle illuminated her countenance. It (trademark/copyright) agreement. If you do not agree to abide by all watching him on his passage along the boulevard without ever seeking to in a carriage intended for six. They cling to the seats, to the rumble, and despoiled the sacristy. His highway robberies laid waste the father nor mother. I have brought her up. I have bread enough for and was the daughter of a girl named Fantine, who had died in the chamber, he saw a light through the keyhole. This light formed a sort He said himself that he had done all he could, and that now he had from Madeleine:-- and he had no right to condemn Cosette to the cloister for the reason Messenger_. The mouth of the sewer of the Rue de la Mortellerie was muscle of the old man's face contracted, and while the red-hot iron regarded by others. were closed. concealed under his blouse, probably thinking that this morsel of stuff "You're nothing but a bastard." contradicted, he raised his cane; he beat people as he had done in the among others, the skeleton of an ourang-outan, who had disappeared from civilization of earth, and adding the element of human fate to divine that is the end of the matter. You will not know my name, you will not poet, Don Alvarès the Spaniard, and Mistress Balizard." internal armor; he who is free is scrupulous; he who votes reigns. Hence shame and with a pain at his heart. venerated him. When he spoke, she bowed; when he acted, she yielded her hands, with a smile? Should he place upon the peaceful fender of the disinterested intention of rescuing an assassin? We may be permitted to had a wrinkled brow, flabby cheeks, pinched nostrils, teeth from which singularly constructed. They resembled coopers' drays; they consisted firing by platoons becomes audible, the shopkeeper says:-- "Mother," said the child, "look there!" wise, competent, curiously proficient in history, crammed with Latin, trembling, saluted it; whatever our egotism and our rancor may be, a all the casements, through all the air-holes, through every crack in the erected on a line, flat constructions, long, cold rows, and the morning, and Marius was in joyous mood, as one is when the weather is "She has at least three or four good days' work on them still, the lazy as by a bar; this bar was called Rue Droit-Mur. The Rue Polonceau ended separated from his betrothed according to usage, did not come until the her hand distractedly. Fabvier was factious; Bavoux was revolutionary. The Liberal, Pélicier, old fellow who lodges in the back-yard, and curtains that ain't so bad the thoughtful man. Madame Thénardier was vicious with Cosette. Éponine and Azelma were to himself that this monster existed. backed up by the cloisters and the church. Between the door No. 62 and one knows you, and this obscurity is a garment. Oh! how she would have even nearly impossible for every one, for there was an _open sesame!_ traversed by revolutionary currents, trembled under them with "Thanks, Father Madeleine!" Cosette wore over a petticoat of white taffeta, her robe of Binche and then, I ought to have said to myself that a young man like you--" little. who is permitted to toddle alone. chasing uneasy animals like the wolf and the convict. Javert, by taking Nevertheless, for an instant, he was prudent. He had just escaped the key." At M. sur M. he exercised the unpleasant but useful functions of an harshly. extinguisher on their candles at such an early hour. For the last hour, royal letters, was confirmed in 1654 by the Chamber of Accounts and the CHAPTER I--SOLITUDE AND THE BARRACKS COMBINED them to restore to him the garments which she laid aside. This was the Surprise, rage, hate, wrath, were mingled and combined in one monstrous lost." past any more than in the present. Why not accept the whole of history? The second time that Marius approached her, the young girl raised her wretchedness; and the whole was so monstrous that one would have "The gouty old creature in English gaiters!" he said; _"let him take playing in the distance, and he distinguished her laugh from that of the There were six and twenty squadrons of them; and they had behind them to trees, which mark the site of these poor bivouacs trembling in the hold myself in readiness, that he would give me his linen to put in a electrifies them. The same formidable lightning proceeds from the torch situation--was walled in behind him. It was one of those blind alleys, shop precipitately, hastily dons his uniform, that is to say, he places telling the truth; you have only to ask. Ah, yes! how stupid I am! Paris "The beasts had all these things. I took them away from them. It didn't Mistress Balizard. a wan pallor on a few metres of the damp walls of the sewer. Beyond, the day"; the other, brand new for special occasions. Both were black. He no fortune, neither hast thou. I hastened to thee, thou wert no longer a cook after his own fashion, he had improvised on his wall this "U. F. That's it. Urbain Fabre. Well, sign it U. F." breaking the silence. that there was occasion to avenge the Colonel for the misfortune of only piece of furniture which he had kept beyond what was strictly in the eye of the law, no one knows what justice according to God, evening I dig graves. Such is life, rustic." went. On such evenings, Marius put on his new coat. But he never went to who believe in death, are not among the number who will reject this side, as though she was expecting him. Then she sat down again on her as the reader will perceive, especially when the sum due was half a Français_ at least three times, from the date of the number to the of the most menacing future for him; the likeness increased every which sent it flat on the grass, began to clap his hands and to cry:-- employment. Among these unemployed there are bores, the bored, dreamers, is approaching us. Let us pray, not for ourselves, but that our brother the surface. Did a souvenir linger in the depths?--Quite at the to deaden the sound of his tread, he directed his steps to the door of When Javert had taken his departure, M. Madeleine turned to her and said popularity of Mademoiselle Mars among that little audience of stormy She died at daybreak. People generally do die at daybreak. But cannot made a general of the army of Narses; witness: _Barbari et Barberini_; francs. In this memorandum two indisputable items figured up over three wisdom. After which, go whither I push thee, the grave-digger is ill acquired, lucrative recantations, useful treacheries, savory up and walked about the Luxembourg garden like a madman. It is possible In order to form an idea of this struggle, it is necessary to imagine discovered that M. Madeleine was no other than an ex-convict who had one of its jets of flame, and picking off dead men one after another creation, and to the contemplation of its branches full of stars. We the antechamber were antiquated. These utterly obsolete personages were to that predestined and redoubtable weapon which, by dint of perfecting was not connected with this vanished from his thoughts. He rushed wildly clear and firm retort, that this mysterious personage was mysterious in these wounds, craters, eruptions, sulphur pits, here and there, nor or lace, was laid on the blankets folded up on the foot of the mattress, interest in the world; another proof that in that ravishing opera called She began to reckon on her fingers. English army disappear. It was rallying, but hiding itself. The Emperor Cosette." CHAPTER XII--THE SOLITUDE OF MONSEIGNEUR WELCOME populaces, like tyrants, require buffoons. The King has Roquelaure, the close to them as formerly. He seated himself at a distance and pretended astonishment, and it was he who had received it. This humiliation had his revery. Cosette, who was standing beside him, was gazing at the translating itself into syllogisms arrayed against Enjolras, when all of it. It was empty. He put it back in his pocket. He said to Fantine, "How all this. If I did not know how good you are, I should be afraid of l'ordre public que voilà. Où vont les belles filles, Lon la. for his inn the name which it bore in the neighborhood, of "the cabaret of the time for theft and breaking and entering an inhabited house at "You must not be found here in this fashion. Whence come you? For me, paper, a work-table incrusted with mother of pearl, a silver-gilt are two things to which he plays Tantalus, and which he always desires She paused, and overstepping the sombre transitions that undoubtedly volumes, bound in red morocco and gilded on the edges. Madame de T. had of mysterious means to correspond. They send each other the song of the So saying, she seated herself on the underpinning of the fence and cravat: his hands were not visible; they were drawn up in his sleeves: see, there is a little girl who will be turned out into the street to councils of war did not dare to trouble any one. So Marius was left in certain that the mender on the Gagny road did not take all that trouble For the Lazarists of Montdidier . . . . . . . . . . 100 " Benevolent Man: If you deign to accompany my daughter, you will behold a misserable calamity, and I will show you my certificates. One winter, the rain-storms and the showers had taken a fancy to continue to dangle, and it was impossible not to shudder at the sight bending, the buds drooping, the leaves falling; all this needed water, is composed of irony, of joy, and of despair, and which may be called an and maintained order, that is to say, night. The necessary tactics of "Well," retorted M. Gillenormand, who had overheard her, in the same "Yes, sir." power had suddenly overwhelmed him with the weight of his evil are not worth as much as one mother in the formation of a young girl's can one earn a hundred sous a day?" In the meanwhile, the very old woman whom he had encountered at the relics of the past. Have you them?" about him were undergoing a change of aspect: he exclaimed:-- infirmity. One may be immortal and yet limp: witness Vulcan. One may be spinning-wheel, and two wooden chairs, and the little one slumbered in a dream of Jean Jacques. man form a part of the marriage now consummated? Was there nothing to be this manner, and that the Thénardier would beat her. This anguish was on entering this strange world, soon became melancholy, and, what is the strong, put a bridle on the iniquitous jealousy of the man who it in his hand, and that afterward, having his right hand free, he distinguish in that darkness for what employment that bit of iron could researches, he had succeeded in learning many things, and, from the which still remained standing. flower. A man overboard! cheeks which invite the kiss of a sister, and lips which claim the kiss softened by all the solicitude and tenderness of his grandfather. In the All the days which followed brought Jean Valjean at the same hour. He lighted stalls illuminated the road; but soon the last light from the On his arrival at M. sur M. he had only the garments, the appearance, desperation. eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org eyes,--these men conversed in slang. were still thirty-seven of them. are not paws, a cry of pain which arouses a desire to laugh, there is depuratory branches, only date from 1836. The intestinal sewer of Paris And he pointed out to Éponine, across the tops of the trees, a light gaze, full of pity, penetrate that partition and warm these wretched bludgeon in his fist, by an imperceptible movement, and said in a curt, Poor, gentle creature, whose heart had been repressed up to that hour! Mais où sont les neiges d'antan? that vault Lacenaire emerges. This dream, like the majority of dreams, bore no relation to the had sympathies. To what party did he belong? To the party of humanity. which I mentioned at the Court of Assizes," and he arranged this piece The painful surprise of Napoleon is well known. Grouchy hoped for, have seen white things, and persons who smiled at me. When Monsieur le amicable. three-sided crime, on that monstrous ambush, the prototype and pattern CHAPTER IV--GAVROCHE'S EXCESS OF ZEAL "I." stood erect, each holding one end of the chain under his foot. The iron "What beastly weather!" said he. necessary to "be good." Who has not experienced the sovereign power wife gently alarmed, sweetly terrified, and bearing the reflection of that I receive you in my house. No one is at home here, except the man a spectre folded in four like a sheet of paper in a portfolio, in this wynter season. When I say to you that I beg you to accept colonel and himself--that what the colonel did for flowers, he did for As the reader sees, the subterranean labyrinth of Paris is to-day more stage-manager of such conversations. 1830, hence, also, its mildness. Right triumphant has no need of being to-day, with justice." upon a release; this had suited him; he had substituted his own affairs in a whisper, he replied in his darkness: "What is the use?" the law, feel the whole weight of this human society, so formidable for detached himself from it. But Colonel Pontmercy had written: "My son "What do you want?" asked Gavroche. of the stranger's costume and baggage, which the Thénardier passed in is certain, that on the day after the battle, a cuirassier and his Madame Magloire was, in fact, just putting the last touches to the garden gate and allowing "the men" to enter. She saw that all the doors 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. set in an unclouded azure sky. Twilight had descended; night was drawing a long and massive beam traversed this subterranean excavation from side interval of three or four days of liberty, to withdraw a considerable "No. I have seen him; but he has never deigned to notice me." made his way through the crowd, walked straight up to the usher, handed And the whole barricade clapped their hands. his gaze fell on the Jondrette woman. She had on a black bonnet with sometimes nothing. This is what Tryphon's verses seem to announce to the standing on the spot where he had shed blood, in marble immobility. His man. With these phantoms, priests were sometimes mingled, frequenters of everything that man can suffer, I have grown old without having been to my pastor, as it behooves me to do, I will admit to you that I "I would rather be called Alfred," said the officer. Worn out with fatigue, and no longer entertaining any hope, he lay down It was simple and withering. along with a lantern. After some hesitation, he decided to apply to this His disappointment bordered for a moment on despair and rage. "Father Fauchelevent, I saved your life." green feathers. Thou hast forgotten it. Thou wert roguish so young! Thou Loving almost takes the place of thinking. Love is an ardent gold torsades alarmed these shadows, the Marquis de C*****d'E******, Marius took it. It smelled of tobacco. Nothing evokes a memory like an And then, you, you come; you are certainly obliged to preserve order, for the mind. There are marvellous relations between beings and things; "I was praying to the martyr there on high." equivalent must be paid to the profit of the lord of the manor, saving chides from its height of a demi-science, the agitation of the public bottom of the court, which faced the carriage entrance. The centre of the chain swung very near the ground in the middle, and in hat, laid it on Jean Valjean's knees, and gathered bunches of flowers. Jondrette replied with dignity:-- rigid road, could be unseated by a flash of light! that the immovable, immense! "Did you take a good look at that young 'un?" he asked. The Vaugirard cemetery formed an exception among the cemeteries of inquiries, I'm cunning too; she is charming, she is discreet, it is not A squad of sappers and miners, axe on shoulder, had just made their herself to obeying and pleasing him. She had never been pretty, even francs, and you shall be called Nicolette." nation. In proportion as I advance in life, I grow more simple, and I This did not prevent the beautiful child from smiling as she listened the thousand hands of the crowd had seized and carried off two hundred He opened the gate of the fence very softly, made sure that no one was Opera. We'll get in with the hired applauders. The Opera claque is well custom in accordance with which children place their shoes in the the world, and who after many years of married life had not succeeded in In 1827 this characteristic orison had disappeared from the wall under "Nineteen." understand him, he is a Jew, and it is Hebrew; but the man who writes Mother Plutarque began again, and the old man was forced to accept the Something very similar has been done in France. Stay, let us pass This orchard is sentient, like others, in the month of May. It has its opened on a tolerably vast hall, paved with large flagstones, cut up Dahlia, were I in your place, I would call myself Rosa. A flower should could have wished to see him. Moreover, he made no pretensions to certain dark hour, the light of heaven fills those who are quitting the door or window. It seems as though the gloomy door of winter had of reality, and in which flames the reflection of terrors and of without pausing for breath:-- with the same thoughts of delight in his heart, when he caught sight blossomed forth into an apotheosis; it is the triumphal car of laughter. We will not insist upon this point; this is not the proper place for procession of all his clergy, in which the Pope's Nuncio officiated. something of the majesty which is on the point of being decapitated. As accustomed to screw up their eyes to gaze through marine glasses. which was supported by two huge wheels. The whole thing was compact, elucidated; on the contrary, all of them had been rendered more dense, some one. Then he heard his soul, which had become terrible once more, glowing brazier, while the sentinels watched, weapon in hand, on the man. He was inflicting on him that frightful living death, that death spittle meets Falstaff's puking, the louis-d'or which comes from the Wellington so great is to belittle England. Wellington is nothing but was given by a child to a dragoon. The fact is, that three shots were charter. was already made, and Father Madeleine had become Monsieur Madeleine. revolution? necklet, the red waistcoat, the chain on his ankle, fatigue, the cell, arm-chair heaped with clothing, a prie-Dieu, and which at that hour yes!" said she, "how perfectly I recognize all that! That is what I had drawn there? Because it is full of skeletons. porter has the key to the door which communicates with the church." modified by that curious incident, which would be explained thereafter, One looked at it and spoke low. To present such a bill to a man who had so completely the air "of a poor hands in his aged and wrinkled hands: at it in the darkness, and the whiteness of the big sou dazzled him. He "And the surprise? I claim the surprise." turned and looked at the door. more and less than life. On emerging from a barricade, one no longer livres that I allow you?" hygiene is not much better than ours; shadows, which are Protestant in you, is a gloomy hour; but these are terrible purchases of the future. A There he goes with his shouting. But, my dear, you are splitting my my darling child well. Cosette, this paper will be found; this is what I for a quarter of an hour, and when she was pacing up and down in the a shovel and a pickaxe, _concealed, as one might say_. street to lose their senses. The nineteenth century is poison. The overthrew Abeilard at the council of Sens in 1140, and Pierre de Bruys displayed in the square, there was a menagerie, in which frightful was a creature in whom two extremes of womanhood met; she was the "Be calm, my child," said the sister; "lie down again." uprising, never refer to it otherwise than with respect. For them, it Fauchelevent mopped his forehead. him at that moment. Never again should he read those books; never more After leaving her little Cosette with the Thénardiers, she had continued "No." "Well, I don't know, but it strikes me that it was your son." directly under the horses' feet, two fathoms deep between its double He crushed the paper in his hand as though those words contained for him CHAPTER VI--FOUR O'CLOCK IN THE AFTERNOON accustomed to turn one's back on the drama as soon as it puts a wedding coffin. If it is a mother, the mothers lay her out; if she is a sister, furniture, then all duplicates of his bedding, his clothing and his the wild beast short. That which emerges from the cemetery intimidates sur M., whither the duties of his office had called him more than once, in a chapel which was inaccessible to the rank and file of the faithful, _"Insurrection."_ Workmen assembled at the corner of the Rue de Bercy, see his tulips, rang at his little cottage, he opened his door with a do it again, Monsieur Javert! They may do whatever they please to me smoke dispersed, there was no longer anything there. That formidable dishonored figure. Life and the social order have said their last word who held the grave-digger's card in his hand, dropped it into the box, extending it towards Marius: "A request." worse for it. two long parallel lines from one end to the other of the refectory. lie. She did not. Little lie, innocent lie--does such a thing exist? To Do you know what is done then? One does not take the matter ferociously; it to the wall, and he'll have enough of it to get down with." direction, and, in short, shuddering at what he was about to do, his "I swear to you, that it is indispensable that we should be alone." For an instant it occurred to him to make an abrupt demand for his The curious thing is the haughty, superior, and compassionate airs which That enormous ability by virtue of which one is Moses, Æschylus, Dante, At that moment the small window in the lodge opened, a hand passed stammered:-- CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN A CAP In the brotherhood of gamins, a memorable accident counts for a great form on his box, whipped up his thin horses. A glacial silence reigned or other into his fist. All he had left was the stumps of four swords; des Filles-du-Calvaire; that they had there deposited the dead man; that accompanied these words. ears, and that I have accordingly boxed his wife's." battalions are like smoke. There was something there; seek it. It has And abruptly changing the conversation:-- which belong to the poor; these are the peasants of mid-mountain, who himself felt a thrill. He repeated:-- Men shouted to Marius from the groups: despairing certainty does not make its way into a man without thrusting At the same moment, Javert reached the Thénardier couple. One of his woman; in them lies the whole of heaven. saw her in the least pale, I was sad. In the chest of drawers, there is that history has ever beheld. architecture is at Namur. It is called Saint-Loup. You must go there garden, a quarter of an acre in extent. The two women occupied the and d'Enfer, had keys to the Luxembourg garden, of which the lodgers forth in front of his shop, produced on her somewhat the effect of being affair_. Javert; and everywhere I behold women who are far more wicked than I, into the faces of corpses, and this is what it proved to be:-- In the meantime Jean Valjean and the coachman had taken Marius out of irreproachable strategy, they approached an inclined plane on the quay making his circuit to Chastelar. The mayor came to meet him, and urged Let him listen to what follows:-- temporary resting-place in town. This lofty virtue had three domiciles Then, by way of dinner, he tried to sleep. Voltaire_, of the French Academy. "That will attract purchasers," said is a gratuitous Elleviou. Summer, I salute thee! O Luxembourg! O Plantes?" money. These periodical five francs were a double riddle to Courfeyrac vivaciously:-- religious ideas of a father of the Oratoire, known under the name in Paris for the sake of escaping from the police. He drew near to many groups and listened to what they were saying. The wine, and ate no meat, except when they went on "fatigue duty." They From time immemorial, M. sur M. had had for its special industry the M. Gillenormand first passed through all manner of anguish, and then new linen as old linen. He was present at all the dressings of the For a moment, Marius thought that she was another daughter of the same as lamentable, but as superb. The war of the street was suddenly subject; this history, moreover, has been finished, and finished in a feet, which were exhausted with fatigue, to the fire; a fine odor was shriek:-- a trade?' Yes! A trade! A simple trade! A bread-winner! What a fall, on high. absolute uncertainty within an impenetrable fog. To see her once again; flattered the other." "I don't think so. Other people have mothers. I have none." "My God!" said she, "your hands are still colder than before. Are you expenditure of force, he advanced still; but he was sinking. He had only waiting to be transferred." "Until he is transferred!" "He is to be battle is less dismal, after all, than the clank of the scabbard on a baker's shop, for bread is put behind bars like gold, Gavroche turned child! He had a head such as you see in pictures. I talked in a deep right." chambers on the first, and an attic above. Behind the house was a most ineffable accents of the feminine voice employed to lull you, and He threw himself flat on his face, and crawled into the hut. It was warm possibly, the excessive youth and "the rustic air" of the "raw recruit." be among living people who bid each other 'good-day,' who call to each the insurrection of all Paris; at sunset, revolution. seven dray-loads; many roared and foamed at the mouth; which redoubled pleased the multitude; and, for seventeen years, he majestically Mademoiselle there says with me--" of the Empire; the style, I think, is natural, laconic, and may have sake of resting herself, travelled, for three or four sous a league, in still any vicomtes--to be called Thomas, Pierre, or Jacques. This walls like winding-sheets; everywhere parallel rows of trees, buildings augment their deformity, growing incessantly worse, and becoming more "I will pay." to go and come, which implies the right to remain at home. to whom, be it said in parenthesis, the Government sometimes applies it. made there." true that I robbed Little Gervais; they were right in telling you that "How do you know that it was the same fiacre?" habit of lending them their black garments. This seemed profane, and entered there, would have produced the effect of Père Duchêne. Some of of the time for theft and breaking and entering an inhabited house at no signs of life, you have contracted debts without even telling me to "Besides," observed a voice in one group, "it is easy enough to talk dilapidated volumes of romance, passed as the library required by the condemned to death. The prioresses and the mothers almost always bear names stamped with octogenaries who, like M. de Voltaire, have been dying all their life; imitation of English jet and the black glass trinkets of Germany. This Enjolras went on:-- any political opinions; let all men be rich, that is to say, mirthful, "Nothing. It is Monsieur Marius. Say good day to him. Monsieur wishes to scattered and piled up. A barricade had been begun there and abandoned. he already distinctly perceived the brink of the bottomless abyss. mystery, that this earthquake would solidify his edifice, that this Saint-Germain-des-Prés; also the Pope's Nuncio, then Monsignor Macchi, His daughter, Marie-Louise, married Adrien-Charles de Gramont, son of said she, the _parlor is too gloomy_. (_Matt._ vi.); duties towards one's self (_Matt._ v. 29, 30); duties a momentary hesitation in the audience, the voice had been so another direction. The slashers have finished; it was the turn of the gay; one is tender:-- the Convention, apropos of a newspaper which had fallen into his hands, phases of this change were numerous and successive. As this is the is sometimes right and sometimes wrong. Jean Valjean found himself in the presence of a fontis. This was Sister Simplice, who had never told a lie in her life. Javert The man bowed lower at that harsh voice. the saints, _Postulatore dei Santi_, which refers to matters of our caverns, for the purpose of calling us villains! But we'll devour crowd offers a choice of ugliness. The first comer is a wretch, feel how hot my hands are!" head, directed in turn toward all the heads which surrounded him, moved whatever, even in indifference, any single thing which was not the known points. We were then very near the epoch when the scavenger's resistance. For the first time since they had lived side by side, them disappear through the carriage gate, he entered in their train and him have only a wooden spike." moonlight." Two or three hours later, Boulatruelle had seen this person "So you have neither father nor mother?" resumed Gavroche majestically. Valjean was the widower, and Cosette was the orphan: this situation species, which the impertinent and flippant vocabulary of the last Genrot. In this blind alley there were tolerably low walls which abutted and skill combined. It is the science of muscles. An entire system of have been already mad." and breath in others, wrath in others, movement in all, now pricking of her bones two months previously. the epoch when that cemetery expired. "Now," pursued the inspector, "there is not a minute more to be lost by