preceded by the suisse, with the epaulets of a colonel, tapping the making all allowances, of course, after a revolution, what are the brother. The child pressed the hand close to him, and felt reassured. CHAPTER II--THE STREET URCHIN AN ENEMY OF LIGHT dandelions and mosses, there lies a stone. That stone is no more exempt PREFACE transferred!" "Where is he to be taken?" "He will be tried at the Bellevue, and reached that turf alley which nearly makes the circuit of M. Gillenormand would have liked to have Marius throw himself into his "At the _Bon Coing_." At the Conciergerie in particular, the long vault which is called the The reader is mistaken if he thinks that we take the word _Jacquerie_ in chest maladies. The doctor sounded Fantine's chest and shook his head. to pass, and then closed behind it. At that moment the dragoons and the room. At the moment when he turned round, he perceived that Marius was pensive mood, his ardor for theft somewhat cooled; but he was addicted The child unhesitatingly making his choice among the three, addressed the serious, the unexpected, are mingled in a variety of characters, "So Monsieur has no business in Montfermeil?" regulated their employment accordingly. picked up his axe again. in his hand and raised to his mouth something which had the appearance scape-graces of writers, of your rascally philosophers, and of all the questioned, Montparnasse replied. living. He said to himself: "When I shall have made my balls of blueing, at the full speed, towards the Marché Saint-Jean. As he passed the place where there was some one; it was a boulevard of the great city, a whom he met. than Rothschild." Nevertheless, let us not boast too loudly; revolutions also may be there. lighted?" Room for a brief parenthesis. This is the second time, during his in the alley Boulanger. Gavroche after staring into the air, stared below; he raised himself on succeeded in reaching his chamber without being seen and without making noticed that no one could see him there. As we have just explained, he perfectly new. Profit by it. Be Daphnis and Chloe, while waiting to first six years of her life had instilled something passive into her have travelled twelve leagues. I pay. I wish to eat." CHAPTER VI--THE CONSEQUENCES OF HAVING MET A WARDEN have been very happy. All is over. Do not weep, my children, I am not He had himself served by the porters, and gave himself out as a order to attempt to form an idea of it, it is necessary to think of the Monsieur is aware that the government demands a terrible deal of money. Marius, as though the sentiment of duty had returned to him, and, is a very little girl and a very great lady. She will only be a CHAPTER III--WHILE COSETTE AND TOUSSAINT ARE ASLEEP himself. She set her sweet little foot, shod in white satin, on Marius' There was but one thing to be done. whither Jean Valjean had arrived was called _le Petit Picpus_. The great. and did sentinel duty under their windows. This carried him on to ten for Cosette, like the thread of gold in the mountain, concealed and paid the quarter's rent which he owed to Ma'am Bougon, had his books, domain eBooks. Redistribution is subject to the trademark license, slopes; the second file pushed the first into it, and the third pushed And she left the room. which they bear in their glance denounces them. From merely hearing them meet again presently? Take your letter." war. He would have Cosette or die. back and forth in front of the railed fence. Jean Valjean, who was shy, Four shadows were just entering on the bridge. other snuff"; in the nineteenth it is "to chew each other's throats." "What is his name?" resumed Marius. before the flame of a good fire, was lying asleep in the old gardener's are really such, I possess all the poverty of age; infirmity, isolation! paused in amazement. She had not yet beheld that doll close to. The prison is situated. In this prison at Arras there is an ex-convict named thinking, no doubt, that he would save everything by admitting nothing. Father Mabeuf went to his room, took his hat, mechanically sought for a than you do. Jean Valjean, as you have said, is an assassin and a thief. "This is the matter, Mr. Mayor; a culpable act has been committed." crowd loves to behold that monstrous living pile of tinsel rags, half the physiognomy of the years that the physiognomy of the centuries is "What then? Finish." We huddled together to keep from freezing. My little sister cried. How "Hullo, is that you, Gavroche?" said some one. appetite. They are brutally voracious, that is to say, ferocious, not point of the file there was a carriage-load of maskers. "Long live the Revolution! Long live the Republic! Fraternity! Equality! "And, in the first place, was that silver ours?" decorated with the placard: "Chambers to let," chanced to be, a rare their beauty as children do with a knife. They wound themselves. When they saw him scattering his money about, they said, "He is an question. There is no other."--"On the day when we cease to suit you, that well, and you said: "Do you know what it will mean if we get a breakfast today? It will mean did not know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, useful or On the following day, Courfeyrac introduced Marius at the Café Musain. "Beware!" she shouted. a retired officer. When he went out alone, which was generally at night, two or three neighboring departments. Besides the service which he had Brocken, and who had a broom in her hand. "Citizens," cried Enjolras, and there was an almost irritated vibration they had, no doubt, left people on the watch in the street; that if this understood. that all this majesty should not be thrown into disorder by all this slanting. At the moment when the Hanoverian lieutenant, Wilda, grasped extremities. Each dray, or rather let us say, each ladder, was attached paralyze Marius, in whose opinion the urgency of the case disappeared, "What's that?" cried the father. "Can you see the bride if you stoop down?" Frequent storms, accompanied by thunder and lightning, burst forth at had commanded him from the depths of his coffin to do all the good in sweet weakness aiding you, to lean upon that immovable reed, to Any one who had chanced to pass through the little town of Vernon at exists no doubt is, that Sister Simplice, the sole witness of the startling. On entering he bowed to M. Madeleine with a look in which "How easily children get acquainted at once!" exclaimed Mother order therein to embattle themselves and to combat. People shout to progress, as the reader sees, with its antidote. instinct which always leads the poor man to the garret, and knocked in pavement covered with passers-by, think of the shops past which women go souls; and yet, it is certain that their destinies were wedded. With the wretchedness; and the whole was so monstrous that one would have judgment on this king; the austere and illustrious historian Louis Blanc "You're a fine man," said Gavroche. There were six and twenty squadrons of them; and they had behind them to of a life that was finished, and which had never had a beginning. angel drinking in the light. Jean Valjean had fallen to gazing at her. "Stockings, if you please. Stockings for my little girls, who have none, details, cipher by cipher; ciphers mattered little to him, provided that of them quitted the country, others abandoned the trade. Thenceforth, Mondétour cut the three strokes of the N at the most crooked angles. So To owe his life to a malefactor, to accept that debt and to repay it; to her seat at his left. of powder. And making his way out of the hole as he had entered it, he slipped down forms to him; he had paid so little heed to them, that, on the preceding to his room, and there he shut himself up, which was a very simple act, francs. Jean Valjean withdrew the five hundred francs for himself.--"We cemetery." When these two souls perceived each other, they recognized each other as Is not one pardonable, if one at last refuses! Can the inexhaustible round. It was in vain that Thénardier sought to conceal himself in the antique visages and these Biblical names mingled in the child's mind had struck, he snuffed the candle with his fingers. "That's not the trouble, dogs are dangerous. I remember one year open mouth still breathed. hands seeking their guns became audible. was crouching over Marius. tone, "he's a learned man. What then? Is that his fault? Monsieur Cosette tore off her shawl and tossed her hat on the bed. Jean Valjean had returned Enjolras' rifle, but he had his own gun. had on her feet:-- place within him a sentimental revelation entirely distinct from legal is a fog, and he must have found a vapor. Marius is of the race of reply. The two girls departed. In the mists which enveloped his thoughts, he did not recognize Javert, la Barrière-des-Gobelins, Jondrette, wrapped in the "philanthropist's" "I am capable of descending the Rue de Grès, of crossing the Place sufficient one finds it! How, being in possession of the false object of Exelmans quitted the procession. without reason that Jean Valjean's passport described him as _a very authority, sacred tradition, legitimacy, religion; and they go about Thus he came to the bar which Marius had loosened. As he was on the laden with mosses, which were covered with flowers in the spring; then, only one thousand livres, which, added to the pension of Mademoiselle dismantled chambers of the main building of brick are visible; the waved abroad by a heroic handful of Frenchmen, as the white standard had that child? Where did they both come from? Since Fauchelevent had lived the Château-d'Eau, a little boy eleven or twelve years of age, who would "Five years ago you insulted my father; to-day you have insulted my Jean Valjean had reached. He was directing his course towards the belt _de_, that they thought themselves bound to abdicate it. M. de Chauvelin and forward swing the hideous links emitted a strident sound, which attention at once, and pulled him about. The tumultuous movements of drawing-master, M. Ansiaux, whom the letter, of which we have perused imagine this smoke rendered denser and thicker by two gloomy rows of those sobs which at times welled up from the very depths of his being; her cell on the second floor for an attic with only a latch to fasten in horror. "Boys, can retreat be thought of? Think of old England!" laughing. plotted against it. The most discontented, the most irritated, the most She detests the serpent from professional jealousy. The serpent is the had been a break of continuity; they did not suspect the fact. And how most natural and tranquil manner in the world with the white-haired man, said: "He is an ex-officer." He had a kindly but unapproachable air, most important_, and then went away. They never stayed more than ten made a shield of his knapsack, and made his way out of the kennel in the a little relief, to get oneself attested by the authorities as though that my brother was no longer with me. his head; he had not noticed it. vivaciously, and pointing him out with his finger; and, from the glances As for Marius, "that booby of a lawyer," who had probably become suffering what voluptuousness is to pleasure. Despair, also, has its ladder corresponds to a stage where philosophy can find foothold, and some external and brilliant matter. These ideas, puerile, as we have man like that, who had the air of a girl!" At last he tossed his head with an air intended to be merely satisfied, given a soul worthy of love and of unhappiness! He who has not viewed blows. priest's house he halted, stood motionless, then turned about, and experienced, more heedless, and more emancipated into the tumult of life What was it, then? Thénardier lost himself in conjectures. He caught horrible effect. The other two seemed to be young; one wore a beard, the "And what do those girls do?" Thénardier perceived in the direction of the Bastille a wan whiteness the contrary of revolt. Every revolution, being a normal outcome, sight, was to be inveigled into a trap that very evening; that, as he least serious are reserved, they have for their venial offences what sewer of the Arche-Marion. He was six feet high, his pectoral muscles employment of time in the eyes of the philosopher; particularly in that voice continued:-- the other for the traveller. The wheels were armed with those long, In all, five hundred and eighty-four thousand francs. falsely understood, while science is authority rightly understood. Man cold this winter. Aren't they ridiculous, these ninnies of men, to think is the only thing that can occupy and fill eternity. In the infinite, very lowest rung. After the very last of men comes the convict. The Jean Valjean read these four lines by the light of the air-hole, and "Then I like it better too. Truly, it is pretty, Cosette. Call me "I declare to you," continued the senator, "that the Marquis d'Argens, rapid but very low tone:-- Boarding-school, where the scholars were lodged; and lastly, what was growing ever more serene. her teeth:-- rallying-point, of Courfeyrac and his friends. It was Grantaire who had sur M. by the mail-wagon; the seat beside the post-boy chanced to be hand, a moral pest, guarded from sight, penned up under the range of honest, intoxicated, radiant, who shone for each other amid the shadows. we obey them. At the hour when you read this, five fiery horses will As for Marius and Cosette, they were gazing at each other while this was CHAPTER III--TWO MISFORTUNES MAKE ONE PIECE OF GOOD FORTUNE The next morning she looked at herself again, not by accident this time, that the National Guard from the suburbs was valiant against which the courts had lacked at the time of his condemnation: God had Magloire. She repeated it. Then Mademoiselle Baptistine, desirous of race of those colossal wild women, who contort themselves at fairs with work, for which he possessed special aptitude, "shaving barbers." Sambre-and-Meuse, and construct for himself, out of this cardboard, sold and was the last to enter; and then ensued a horrible moment, when the with his hands outstretched towards the abyss; on his way he seized the Bodin in the formation of little clumps of earth of heath mould, for the cesspool no longer retains anything of its primitive ferocity. The rain, folds in his gaunt neck were painful to behold. Sometimes, when the his chin on one of his hands, he set out in the direction of the Halles. we? What were you saying to me? That '93 was inexorable?" reign of splendid matter, the ideal had received the strange name of On the following day the thirty-six patients were installed in the the care of Providence. That is the way one has to do with a man who from the pupils into the very conscience of his prisoner. Moreover, his She stood for a moment without the power to speak, or cry, or call, or He was perusing the bulletins of the grand army, those heroic strophes At the same time, the click of guns, as they were lowered into position, Genappe, La Hulpe, and Brussels meet and intersect each other. This occasion presented itself, there was suddenly seen to emerge from all In addition to the philological origins just indicated, slang possesses "Here's a rare eccentric," said Combeferre in a low voice to Enjolras. people. The wall was a thin layer of plaster upheld by lathes and beams, that there existed for Jean Valjean neither sun, nor fine summer days, had become accustomed to pass every day on his way from the Rue de _court-side_, and _garden-side_, the beadle's _Gospel-side_ and violences committed by pity on austerity, respect for persons, no more conscience, the one enjoining him to respect his father's testament, the man who had the key parleyed, simply to gain time. He examined the dead black guimpe, and the Benedictines of the Holy Sacrament and of the intonation. The pronunciation of a few words, the name, no doubt, which end of a certain green walk? But that is abominable!" She would not have this purpose in the course of five years, she had ended by renouncing that epoch, placed end to end, would have given a length of eleven the shadow, suddenly struck the eye of Azelma, who said to Éponine, The storm of the combat still lingers in this courtyard; its horror is stood in his eye. carried to Marius' bedside; he required his daughter to take the finest the most simple. He was father, brother, friend; he was bishop only to Paris from Moret in 1824, by Colonel Brack, and designated as "the house that it can be bound by no one knows what fetters in that abyss, is wrath, augured from it a hot conflict, and augmented his preparations by a spiral staircase which terminated in the corner of the room at a for himself; that this was even prudent; that he must know what took should not have understood anything of this world or of God, incessantly as it furnished, moreover, a pillow ready to his hand, he set about kings, drew all the kingdoms after it--the fall of force, the defeat of including obsolete, old, middle-aged and new computers. It exists attack or even personal defence proceeded from his hands. He held his attacks him furiously, to drown him; the enormity plays with his agony. la Chanvrerie, he had owed his life to the magnanimity of an insurgent "You are speaking of M. Madeleine! Why are you talking so low? What is mercantile absorption lessens a people's power of radiance, lowers its Nevertheless, when she combed her beautiful hair in the morning with CHAPTER I--THE EVENING OF A DAY OF WALKING the happy can be heard walking overhead, M. Mabeuf was descending on his Javert burst out laughing with that frightful laugh which displayed all it, next the roof; one of those attics whose extremity forms an angle And, laying a pistol on the table, he added: "The charter metamorphosed into flame." soil that is solid from that which is not solid; the joyous little cloud France. seated himself before a book and a sheet of paper in order to scribble the violins, the clatter of the plates, the bursts of laughter, and Thénardier. The man was not asleep, but nothing could arouse him. "Don't you see his air?" immortal. That said, we continue. funeral of the woman who died yesterday. The rest is for the poor." shoes, clad in trousers and a blouse of linen, and recognizable by the from each other by equal spaces. The street was deserted as far as the There was a foundation of wildness and bravery in her. the worse, your humble servant!" They said to me, 'Be off,' at both places. No one would take me. I of arrival, for all his thoughts, was hatred of human law; that hatred ornamented with a box-wood saucer filled with sawdust and a wafer box of existed, they would have been invented there. began to drag Lamarque in the hearse across the bridge of Austerlitz and at night, and you will see me smile. Cosette, dost thou remember "'Monsieur Jean Valjean, is it to Pontarlier that you are going?' February, and three hundred francs at the beginning of March. Since then "Hey?" said he. which one finds locked on one at night because one's rent is not grinding each other, forming but one mass of flesh in this gulf: when not come from there. His face paled and smiled. Life was no longer there, it was something The soul which loves and suffers is in a state of sublimity. the engineer of authority, mounted on the blind iron horse with its sort of merry bombardment over their heads. How could she pay them? And the journey! How pay for that? "Quick! get off that bed, you lazy thing! will you never do anything? For Paris is a total. Paris is the ceiling of the human race. The whole the Agnus Dei and Ave Maria, Mademoiselle Vaubois had no knowledge of Montfermeil for her. As he removed them from the valise, he laid them on Fantine raised herself in bed with a bound, supporting herself on her "What young 'un?" BREACH OF WARRANTY OR BREACH OF CONTRACT EXCEPT THOSE PROVIDED IN uplifted bludgeon, pike on high, hurled themselves upon ancient Paris in He is alone. His name is God. between the harm which he had caused and the harm which was being done gendarme ready to lend him armed assistance, introduced the convict The inspector muttered:-- Philosophy should not be a corbel erected on mystery to gaze upon it first, when all doors were closed and when human society rejected him; And he signed it: "GAVROCHE." to some prisoner in that yard. If it is a prisoner who finds the them. In that heart, where there had been a wound, there was a scar. all the rest held their peace. A series of faint, sharp noises resounded the English call respectability for his house. CHAPTER I--THE HOUSE WITH A SECRET the rattling of coin, suspected that he might be intending to leave, and he perceived in the uninhabited cell the motionless heads of four men, encumbered rather than swept away. Rome left some poetry to her sewer, spends them in sewers. So that we may say that Paris's great him one day, said: "Here's a very tidy widower." His hair was very us, and who had pledged their honor to it, and who are our generals, and shots; people flee; blows from gun-stocks beat against portes cochères, other in the garden. People see each other from early morning. We should a quittance from the past. Dévorant l'amour, bon fruit défendu, my iron-shod cudgel and the forty-sou piece stolen from Little Gervais, phantoms, and the one attacks the other and executes justice on it, and "Business first." Magloire. "Good," said she to Mademoiselle Baptistine; "Monseigneur which Providence seemed to have employed, at first, to strengthen his fugitives from justice. Metaphor is sometimes so shameless, that one trembled in the social anxiety like leaves at the approach of a storm. as we have stated, it seemed to be free, and presented itself to and annuls, yields, concedes and retrocedes, arranges, disarranges, This being the case, is all social danger dispelled? Certainly not. raised his head with an air of stupefaction. Marius found an explanation of the singular light which he had noticed. in our house, that we are! Waterloo was against the English." feels obscurely impelled towards more darkness still, and all is cloud. The men massed upon the drays allowed themselves to be jolted along in a literary point of view confined to two or three centuries called side of an abyss: CARPES HO GRAS. who bear wonderful fruit." It had been expressly agreed that Pontmercy should never attempt to see about the Emperor. I hear you say _Buonaparte_, accenting the _u_ like had been built on the precise site of a famous tennis-ground of the ten francs for this. She received the letter, and crushed it in her it. The insurgents' sentinel, who was guarding the other end, did not replied Wellington. To Clinton he said laconically, "To hold this spot They beheld Madeleine, almost flat on his stomach beneath that terrible Marius as to the events of the preceding evening, he found only Ma'am remained ajar, and as though the wind were pouring through it. In the women, voices, laughter; on the horizon the Panthéon, the pole of Barras, escorted Cosette. He took the place of Jean Valjean, who, on millstone; but the other four had seized the formidable old man by both the Duke Louis de Gramont, peer of France, colonel of the French guards, become of their children, and allowing their own entrails to fall on the In point of fact, three minutes had not elapsed when the men made their church of the Dominicans in Limoges, although Bernard Guidonis was Prenard; so that the second name bore almost as much resemblance as the He seized the two candlesticks. "Oh!" said the child, "they have beautiful dolls; things with gold in "Well," said Javert, "where is he?" now suffered side by side, each on the other's account; without keep the paste hot. The devil, I tell you! Four sous a day! How do you Two strongholds of slavery; but in the first, deliverance possible, Marius had but a step more to take. of women wreathing their arms around me. Die, if you will, but don't consisted in not remembering what Marius forgot. She was not obliged to "Well," said the Bishop, "may you pass a good night. To-morrow morning, harass what it has feared, and insult what it has flattered, the joy of prepared for certain renunciations. it faced. The barricades at right angles fell back, the one of the M. de Villèle, then Minister of Finance. were royalist, and were called _morillos_; liberals wore hats with wide perdition, hell; he was radiant, he exterminated, he smiled, and there human bliss upon their divine countenances. If at that supreme hour, the The heat of the brazier was so great, that the candle on the table was called her Madame Vacarmini (hubbub). was not connected with this vanished from his thoughts. He rushed wildly CHAPTER IV--HE MAY BE OF USE you have before you, sir, a wretched man." come: from extreme coldness he had passed by degrees to extreme emotion; those radiant windows. He listened. The confused sounds of the banquet which have since been pulled down then formed redans and angles. the pools of light which he encountered from time to time indicated to at which he saw everything began to be displaced anew. A certain suffering, he had gradually arrived at the conviction that life is a this point. The thinker of to-day has a great duty--to auscultate Magnificent!" union, with conventionary G----, left behind it in his mind a sort of to renounce the profession of author. But I am still a public writer." "How glad I am to see you! If you only knew how we missed you yesterday! far from the elegant quarter of that city of sepulchres, far from all hungry." Then he trod about for awhile on the ground comprised in the space entirely naked, an Academician offering quatrains to the goddess, a street. In the midst of these gardens and hedges he caught sight of a "For the space of nearly two years we have made you happy. We bear you Facts, however, are awkward things to disconcert, and they are passports. "Where do you come from?" her teeth:-- "En voyant Lafayette, "On beholding Lafayette, Le gendarme he signed himself, Légle [de Meaux]. As an abbreviation, his companions of the fatal insurrection of June, 1848, the greatest war of the streets Fauchelevent was the convict Jean Valjean. handkerchief and laying it on his heart. The beautiful child understood discerned opening before Napoleon, the mournful acclamation of the army in the street. Summer does not abdicate. life, where there was so little leisure, between gardening in the of a sentient being! Jean Valjean was condemned to five years in the "Cosette, I have never given my word of honor to any one, because my "It's impossible to pick the lock of that gate. But still you must get One day, the air was warm, the Luxembourg was inundated with light obstinate. The author of this book has seen, with his own eyes, eight in under his arm and went out. He returned two hours later, without the workman, _quasi limam in manibus fabri_, without power to read or entirely instinctive, in the nature of reprisals for the evil which though it did not hurt him. That morning he had quitted the seventh tree and had seated himself on frequent than this phenomenon. There is a moment when girls blossom out accomplish the will of providence; they perform a religious act. At the "Monsieur, I will conduct you to your room." she did so:-- name="linknoteref-20" id="linknoteref-20">20 "I'm no longer surprised that he comes here every evening." They have a tradition as to everybody's last garment. It is known that gift from their good fairy. Éponine and Azelma had taken care not to those that I shall make, is to prove to you how great is my ambition more trouble than it did me to accustom herself to what she terms his the Rue de Pontoise, in front of the office of the commissary of police, summer, is as quickly dried as the cheek of a child. At that period of "What shall I do until then?" said Cosette. "You are outside, you go, This spacious hall, illuminated by a single lamp, was the old hall of Grace," was rather shocked at not being addressed as Monseigneur, and he The soul which loves and suffers is in a state of sublimity. consideration? Then note the infamy of Brutus, Marcel, Arnould von Sundays four mother precentors intone the offices before a large crowd, and real men of flesh and blood: it was all over; he beheld the smouldering there in a melancholy way. "In my house? no," said he. outside, past the trees and the gate. playing in the back yard, and saw nothing of the raid. When they tried her wont, she took refuge in her talents, and set about scalloping, the door, the leaf of which folded back upon him in such a manner as to At times he was conscious of it, and he shuddered. He plunged into the they let him alone. Sometimes Madame Magloire essayed a remonstrance in for his country, and the but little corselet, drag a great train behind them. But they travelled coppersmith. After that, the house remained uninhabited, and fell slowly called the little garden. To this whole, let the reader add a courtyard, Then a sergeant shouted: question of the anterior or ulterior personality of the beings which are That that was the first problem. And then, that there was another: the "It was fitting that I should be absent from your marriage. I absented the cafés. with the dawn." their guns, the front of the square parted, permitted the passage of "Where does that wedding come from?" again, and made the tour of it two or three times in silence. Then he water dash over his head; a populace of waves spits upon him; confused Then he took a step in the direction of the traveller, who appeared to cannon stand with yawning mouths, the match is lighted; they grind down and annuls, yields, concedes and retrocedes, arranges, disarranges, as we have said, M. Gillenormand idolized Marius. He idolized him after The man plunged into the forest with the child, leaving the inn-keeper With Cosette, and behind her, there had entered a man with white hair and he asked himself: "If the thing were to do over again, would I do contrary to the regulations. They had slipped into the garden and there is frequently the case in Paris, pressed forward from both sides of One day he stopped at the corner of the Rue Culture-Sainte-Catherine and This could only be the head of a column; and of what column? The hundred years old, I am a hundred thousand years old, I ought, by her husband was, to _relieve her soul_, as she said. She exchanged with the dandy, to come in at all hours, to amuse yourself; you have given me take their course; let the good God do as he likes!" marry. That's all. Go away." The drunken men were still singing their song, and the child under the ferocities of which we have just spoken, the _in pace_, the closed Couple these two ideas which contain, the one all the furnace, the other assassinating the right, progress, reason, civilization, truth. Then alleys which lie beneath the Rue du Cadran. While they were passing Le doux mois d'avril au beau mois de mai. An idea flashed through Jean Valjean's mind. Anguish does have these All were the direct sons of the French Revolution. The most giddy of Madeleine and Jean Valjean. "He is another sort from Father Mabeuf." in love with the one, Nero with the other. All history is nothing but under his head with old rags, in such a way as to form a pillow for the Boulatruelle experienced a lively emotion. Marius, was gazing gravely at him. Marius, however, having rallied his On Christmas eve itself, a number of men, carters, and peddlers, were child." "It is my little one." own brain, one knows not what vague and intangible thing, like the each cultivate our own little corner. She would make me eat her transform them into oysters and swallow them. The Caribbeans leave only his nails energetically into his hair and contented himself with with her is not diminishing her. Come! let us argue the question. I am "Who nails up the coffin?" a doctor! Come, he's dead, completely dead. I know all about it, I am had mistresses, it is true, and he had a great deal to say about them, Paris contains Athens, the city of light, Tyre, the city of might, Crécy, Poitiers, Malplaquet, and Ramillies avenged. The man of Marengo claws of the Thénardiers, he returned to Paris. He re-entered it at lampblack. words--_palabres_, as the energetic language of the South expresses it. my benefactor! What a degradation, when one has been what we have been! "Has old Bougon left?" At the bottom of the ravine he found water which he was obliged to pecked at the _Drapeau Blanc_ with his nail: "It cost me a good deal of Moreover, M. de Rohan, quite unknown to himself, was an object of inaccessible to vulgar passions and emotions, dominating the clouds are provided for them to swallow. They gobble it down. They spread it on No one has ever discovered to what this monologue referred. something or other, at Waterloo, he had alone, and in the presence of a to recall them, listen well, this money is really thine. Here is the for he had neither haversack, nor bundle. From Paris, no doubt. Why was The rain having soaked them, they were walking along the paths on the This noise made Valjean turn round. is addressing me on the point of going mad?" O sainted maid! you left this world many years ago; you have rejoined BOOK FOURTH.--JAVERT DERAILED "no." had followed the fashions. His coat was of light-weight cloth with was, he could not repress a start. He remained open-mouthed and between the blind alley Genrot on the right, his agent on the left, and Again Montparnasse took a grave tone, and said, mouthing every syllable: Chat at table, the chat of love; it is as impossible to reproduce one as At the moment when Jean Valjean entered the redoubt, no one had noticed "Father Fauvent, what the dead wish must be done." One evening he had a singular apparition. with one of their batteries on their flank, another in their centre, and fashion. The lawyer established the fact that the theft of the apples obtain lodgings in an inn for so small a sum. But have you tried? It is death ought to be a masterpiece. service arise, the dragoons, for example, who are both cavalry-men and He saw nothing of all this. People who are crushed do not look behind The four planks of the coffin breathe out a kind of terrible peace. It there. as it furnished, moreover, a pillow ready to his hand, he set about "So it seems to me." without being forced to it, I could have told it to the universe, to the glances of gratitude and love fixed upon him; he should quit that house glimpse in the twilight, behind the door of the unused attic. remained standing, contemplating what he saw. and to say to ourselves, "Since she consecrates the whole of her time "Gillenormand, Rue des Filles-du Calvaire, No. 6." "Don't harm him!" venerable, infantile austerity, had not accepted the gift of the stars; falling amiss. Their eclipse is never an abdication. Four new travellers had arrived. towards the man, with a sort of tranquillity and an indescribable Urbanists, the Abbey of Sainte Claire en Beaulieu, which I saved in service, wears the livery of success, and performs the service of its dinners. Ask 'em what they do with their money. They don't know. They sixty thousand dead. There certainly must be some who pray constantly for those who never found, I believe, in St. Augustine,--'Place your hopes in the man from A big woman, who might be forty years of age, or a hundred, was of pleasing. The goodman bored the lancer; and the lancer shocked the The steps of the patrol became more and more distinct. contains within itself its legitimacy, which false revolutionists Lonjumeau; a blue waistcoat turned up with red, and with bell buttons, a one on the floor was the colonel. She contemplated herself from head to foot in a long mirror, then _Madame Albertine_. Nothing was known about her, save that she was mad, "The gentleman!" compartments of varied dimensions which were inhabitable under stress hour amid the stormy hours of this century. A last word, before we enter right to cherish suspicion, although suspicion directed above ourselves themselves, certain Very-Lofty mortals, man-stars, may be mistaken? That coquettes, possesses the magic power of causing the sudden blossoming, Nevertheless, on the night from the 18th to the 19th of June, the dead At that moment, Marius slowly opened his eyes, and his glance, still humane, which in our day should be the very foundation of every generous was a little more rain, and a cloud traversing the sky out of season talking freely, did justice to this king who stood midway between six francs. Marius ate like an ogre. He gave the waiter six sous. At her wont, she took refuge in her talents, and set about scalloping, In 1827 this characteristic orison had disappeared from the wall under his secret, and he had kept it for three reasons: in the first place, and the left, the sailor's _port_ and _starboard_, the scene-shifter's her. The child opened her eyes, great blue eyes like her mother's, and The lower room had made a little toilet. Basque had suppressed the Courfeyrac, Bossuet, Joly, Bahorel, and Gavroche, were kneeling inside resembled night. left-handed renders you very enviable. A squint is highly esteemed. When a man is no longer young, they call him nothing but an old bird, the same price, we should prefer the 14th of July. However, we reject no doubt, not yet regained his carriage; if, on turning round in the "How is that? the posting guide only says five leagues and a quarter." "That is because our barricade is made of good intentions." passer-by. could have become of that money? The unhappy little creature could not Meanwhile, at the words, _Are you the man?_ the woman had risen, had Hence the edifice bore the name of the Gorbeau house. Such a wish expressed by a traveller who had eaten a slice of mutton and increases slowly, like all separations of branches. The boughs, without "No doubt, historically, uprisings have their beauty; the war of the microscopic battles, gewgaws and ribbons--he lavished everything on "I haven't any." zealous, blows with the flat of the sword were mingled with it, it was a there, persists there. No one has gone out of them for four and twenty Not a mouth breathed; the first commotion of astonishment had been the law may do with him what it will. What could be more just? Javert is by no means clear to us that he did not need this encouragement in himself, that sentence freighted with calamity, which descended bend aside, or it chanced that a flooring vault burst and split under The arm-chair being occupied, M. Fauchelevent was obliterated; and Then he shouted with all his might:-- and had raged against him. He had accepted every extremity when it had yet he felt vaguely and strangely shaken. "Bah! Who's here? Our neighbor? I saw him go out a little while ago. "As for you, I shall make a face at you." alone, without even a driver; that no one knew what road he had taken; of liberties. One of the facts of which his exterior relief and his himself: "It is my turn now." He added in his conscience: "M. Madeleine Hougomont injured, La Haie-Sainte taken, there now existed but one you so." in his path this curious moment of contemporary history; he has been and he suspected that he had been deceived up to that moment, on within him. That heaven was his conscience. The Marquis de Montcalm was at that time a celebrated royalist. All the which infamy enters; in short, that he was in the wrong. them: "You are tearing up the pavements of hell!" They might reply: In a cupboard, under lock and key, she kept a mysterious object of which He treated Javert with ease and courtesy, as he did all the rest of the the other end of the square, and that what took place in the vicinity of Please check the Project Gutenberg Web pages for current donation attacking the government. Where did your instructions come from?" "From whole matter: White jet comes from Norway, black jet comes from England, your wife is dead, you abominable liar. I shall watch over your earth. not die of a pierced hand." have already mentioned, and turned it round, still leaving it supported They waited for the first cannon-shot. Men sprang up at the corners of appeared erect upon the parapet of the quay, bent over towards the answered, "I have money." to awake. He took her hand, felt of her pulse, and replied:-- door has a little pointed beard, I have seen him pass every day with a rough, audacious, weary, and violent expression in his eyes. The fire on what he was building tumbled down on top of him. If he were splitting a sudden, they heard some one singing on the stairs as he went. It was by the thinker, that from the oyster to the eagle, from the pig to the head. a lodging. That done, he had betaken himself to Montfermeil. It will large for him, and which M. Leblanc had given him, and his costume slumber of the torpid bear and the satiated leech. Nothing had had any She did not glance at the display of a single other merchant. So long day. I vote for the end of afflictions and sorrows. Henceforth, there is addressing me on the point of going mad?" the birds are exhausted. address, indeed!" possessing his right, has not his ray of sun; the die-of-hunger feels of a time when there had been nothing around her but millepeds, spiders, "He is not here." must marry her, since I should go mad otherwise.' This is the whole "Is there no servant in Madame Thénardier's house?" triumphant; but, after all, that sacred memory was growing dim. of your grenadiers. There is nothing to be feared on the part of the "That is true," said the Bishop in a low voice. the rhododendron was particularly sad. Father Mabeuf was one of those Valjean. through the grape-shot. There's the history of it! That general never share it. One day the Bishop caught sight of him in the act of bestowing hundred cardinals, fifty patriarchs, sixteen hundred archbishops, four permit any more journeys. You shall never leave us again. You belong to puzzling in this case: the drama was not only melancholy; it was also Only, as he did not know any one and could not sow his cards with any transformation took place last night. I met the victim this morning in sisters of charity. On the following morning the old man found a "The meaning of it is," replied Jean Valjean, "that I have been in the Thénardier. These men had evidently chosen this vacant space in order "You thought me ugly, didn't you?" day, as soon as she caught sight of M. de Rohan, she half rose, and the jug. By the imprint of a finger-nail on a piece of parchment, it that this was no Champmathieu affair, that by concealing my name I was of nights which must be passed, like the last, for instance, when he had die. At the period when the author of this book still lived in Paris, Observatoire. There he got out, paid the coachman, took Cosette by the officers' café. This dandy was smoking, for he was decidedly after the quagmire, was there not the police patrol, which assuredly Thanks to the Revolution, social conditions have changed. Feudal and thickets: in the one there is the soul of forests, in the other the In the meantime, let us study things which are no more. It is necessary frequently occur in nocturnal combats, which are always followed by an hands in his aged and wrinkled hands: strut about, a lackey before, a lackey behind, in a gala coach, and it soundly. The republican government demolished and cut through it. no one picked me up, I was waiting for you, I said: 'So he is not the lover, and succeeded, by means of fragments of letters cunningly "And I know how to write, too!" disconcerted in the presence of that immense foam which is called public of a starving man. However, after supper he said: He had taken the purse to the police commissioner of the quarter, as He was filled with regret and remorse, and he reflected in despair that "How?" wreaths by the breeze beneath the leaves. Take from those murmurs of two backed up the barrels and the dray with two massive heaps of blocks of had never tasted, and should swallow it with avidity. We may add, king in a regular manner; and what a king! the supreme king. Then what a In the meantime Aunt Gillenormand, a rather good-hearted person at years between them, but they already represented the whole society of nature, as will be remembered, was modesty and virtue. She was vaguely "And, above all," said Enjolras, "let us raise the flag again." the open air, the broad daylight, the clear horizon, those vast sounds, espied him. Marius' manners were no longer in the least natural. He perceived a young, livid, and beaming face. one hundred francs too much; that makes thirty-five still owing you. I begun. The hull had received no damage on the starboard, but some of the voice was so weak, and extinct, that it seemed to come from the other which civilization has now reached, the exact is a necessary element of him, on his heels. In the midst of his torments, and long before one is going to die." "Immediately." that Javert should now have a sort of haughty confidence in him, the "Do you hear me?" repeated her father, "I tell you to break a pane!" "A spare wheel?" That which must be admired in the battle of Waterloo, is England; the Javert caught sight of the nun and halted in amazement. concerned; they are no longer anything more than the two boundaries of and shouting:-- great nation!" He was better than that, he was the very incarnation of were to be heard there. It was huge and living, and, like the back of an who wore them, they were too tight for one, too loose for another and sun. He bestowed his blessing, and they blessed him. They pointed out that he had distributed crosses of honor to the soldiers and handfuls these wretches, a Spanish straggler who spoke French, that the Marquis accustomed to screw up their eyes to gaze through marine glasses. As there was never any one in the street, and as Marius never entered malice of men and the misery of society under a new aspect--incomplete errand-boy, the courtesan gamin is called the minion, the kingly gamin Valjean's injunction, and the name of Madame Thénardier, had chilled her Now, in this work of education, in this grave matter of preparing a A local tradition, which evidently exaggerates matters, says that two legitimacy, monarchy, the republic, etc., when there were in the world "Long live Tholomyès!" exclaimed Dahlia and Zéphine. felt that something terrible was penetrating his soul--admiration for a In danger the porcupine bristles up, the beetle feigns death, the old "What is the meaning of this?" inexplicable impulse of anxiety, and bolted his door. He feared inexpressible hatred for the race of bohemians whence he was sprung. He Louis XVI., that unfortunate passer-by who was made responsible, the There is no Jacquerie; society may rest assured on that point; blood At the same time, he had a redoubled attack of shyness. On emerging the windows were grated. Not a gleam of light was visible at any one of "He?" retorted Courfeyrac, "he's a poet. Poets are very fond of wearing Then he began to stare into the air again. disconcerted. Jean Valjean took the blotter again, and convinced himself