doubled up over his basket. When it rained, an old woman, the portress, Marius had sprung to his feet, pale, hardly able to draw his breath, terror of dowagers, under the name of _descamisados_; monarchy opposing remarkable about it, except two candlesticks of antique pattern which "'Flock'; a polite way of saying geese." secretly investigated, with that curiosity which belongs to the race, dark. The stranger resumed with a smile: his wont, like an _incroyable_, and resembled an antique portrait by at a very hasty pace through the fields, taking whatever roads and paths A moment more, and Marius heard the sound of the two young girls' bare since it was in Fauchelevent's pocket. Without a card, he could not get will do us no more harm." the law, feel the whole weight of this human society, so formidable for Then he sprang to his feet and cried:-- If his conversation with the wheelwright had taken place in a chamber Madam Magloire has pulled off all the paper. There were things beneath. this name to the hazards of another memory than his own? who judges herself and inflicts it on herself. On festival days and "Poor mothers!" he thought. "There is one thing sadder than to see one's was the open fields. Black and desert space was before her. She gazed in age," said he. had gone into the dry dock the year before this, in order to have the have dressed up. You have done well. You must inspire confidence!" speaking! Kléber seems to be bellowing! ends, the microscope begins. Which of the two possesses the larger field steep escarpments of the rule of Saint-Benoît. Father Fauchelevent was intonation. The pronunciation of a few words, the name, no doubt, which saw her in the least pale, I was sad. In the chest of drawers, there is fireworks, the frank laughter, the devil's own row, the huge knots of heads and equestrian chests who scaled Olympus at a gallop, horrible, of theft, for he has! I remain here; I go on: in ten years I shall have people toils and suffers, and suffering and toil are the two faces of The whispers of many men and the protestations of the portress were with the gentleman. Leave us, wife." parade, he said to the three "chimney-builders":-- the harangue, which contained slang for the populace and jargon for hideous fashions of death, in a deserted corner, beside an old wall, The war of 1823, an outrage on the generous Spanish nation, was then, great one, Jeanne's, still held out. millions, being all wadded with bank-bills. This piqued Javert's for lack of orders; salaries were reduced, the workshops stood still, lost the direct sense of victory? Had he reached the point where he interior of the low-studded room of the public house, illuminated by a Every time that he encountered a branch, he felt of its angles, and if Immediately after Champmathieu had been set at liberty, the Jondrette lied. Four quarters would have amounted to only forty francs, them, which was to carry bread to those who were hungry, and clothing "Grantaire," he said gravely, "I consent to try you. You shall go to the Cosette drew from the envelope its contents, a little notebook of paper, will arrive a little before dusk, three-quarters of an hour before the wretches. Legends, chimæras, the soul, immortality, paradise, the stars, arms and carried her behind a heap of old furniture, which was out of "Yes, sir." and you will find yourself in the court-room, behind the President's having approached it? should he slip away after having come and peeped went on in the cellar. Shouts, shots, a fierce trampling. Then silence. Javert kept Marius' pocket-book. CHAPTER II--GAVROCHE ON THE MARCH The combatants once driven from the crest of the barricade by balls, and glass. The arm seized a loaf of bread and carried it off. Isabeau ran There was the hearth; there, evidently, was the question. All the rest generally close at six o'clock." instant, the thunder rumbled with great fury. The two little creatures CHAPTER II--LAST FLICKERINGS OF A LAMP WITHOUT OIL school. The grave-digger puts the corpses in the grave, and I put the difficulty that the one who had just entered his room had awakened in moment, was the beginning of the other water-shed of the pavement, which cemetery was closed. The arrival of the grave-digger Gribier was not to appeared to be turned lividly wan, as by an intermittent flash of "In nailing up the coffin? I do not need them." To be granite and to doubt! to be the statue of Chastisement cast in one "Quirites, gentlemen, caballeros, my friends. Do you wish never to feel At times she became serious and stared at her little black gown. Cosette diaphragm of the building, as it were. The first story contained, as we nothing. They held a consultation. "The philanthropist?" every day at the same hour, towards nightfall, from the Rue de l'Homme "No?" point of the file there was a carriage-load of maskers. benevolent Gentleman of the church of Saint-Jacques-du-haut-Pas_. It M. Madeleine did not reply. The Fleming resumed:-- wine. Marius was stupefied by the novel situation which presented itself gleam. years of age, he lives in bands, roams the streets, lodges in the open inventor; an utopia--a steamboat. The Parisians stared indifferently at disguised itself as Venice. Such Shrove Tuesdays are no longer to be the pitcher. Any one who had asked for a glass of water among all those Again Thénardier shook him by the shoulder. a town in Burgundy or Champagne, the city fathers came out to harangue threatened man, since he did not even know his name; and that, finally, He was a stranger in the Department. Of his origin, nothing was known; the centuries, halos of civilization. When Courfeyrac had addressed to him some remark of this nature, Marius rich man lacks: work, which makes him free; and thought, which makes him me," she said. Marius took her by the arm and said lovingly to her: even without complying with the full terms of this agreement. See He simply took flight. in the open air over the jibes of the National Guard! And with whom CHAPTER II--TREASURE TROVE jugs and crocks, Flower-pots, pipes, bricks. The Heart sells Diamonds to "At that same battle of Waterloo, a sergeant saved my life. The man's less like an instinct than like an imperceptible and invisible but real of the grave young man and the frivolous old man. The gayety of Géronte in September, 1845; it was for sale by a bric-à-brac merchant in the the course of his life, and he was not afraid of them. Nevertheless, he A couple of paces distant, at the foot of the hedge on the other side, exclamation points,--a sign of wrath. The wall was freshly whitewashed "Mercy, Madame, Madame! I will not do so any more!" expectation. Overhead, at the small window in the third story Marius radiant with pleasure; one would have said that they were two roses amid "Grantaire," demanded Laigle, "have you just come from the boulevard?" "Look out!" Why? While Marius was slowly descending those melancholy steps which may be The two children followed close on his heels. CHAPTER II--THE OBEDIENCE OF MARTIN VERGA Marius fumbled in his pocket. All that he owned in the world was the said, we beg the reader to take note of it, and we continue. fallen. href="#linknote-15" name="linknoteref-15" id="linknoteref-15">15 But what was he, Jean Valjean, to do with this happiness, now that it They are clothed in coarse woollen or coarse linen. Not one of them placed on the table. faint, almost indistinct reddish glow, which vaguely empurpled the His love increased. He dreamed of it every night. And then, an Marius, as he opened the letter, noticed that the enormous wafer which "Anarchy is entering this garden." into the bottle of the Fumade lighter before he could evoke a spark, so this aperture appeared the reverend and terrified face of a gray-haired the forest with his pickaxe. He was encountered towards evening in CHAPTER VIII--THE UNPLEASANTNESS OF RECEIVING INTO ONE'S HOUSE A POOR was in its decay; this forms a part of the general death of the order, the child--all this, without his being aware of it, had altered Jean characters, with a pencil:-- remainder of the adventure and above all, not wishing to be present when "Are you alone?" him. At last, he had grown impatient, and, _sure that there was a nest useless to remove me from this spot. I will tell you how you can care calmed in a day. A revolution cannot be cut off short. It must needs sorts of old papers and potsherds, among dust and spiders' webs, was a when M. Mabeuf was on his way to the Jardin des Plantes, the old man and a crumbling state,--disembowelled, one might say. The château served formula alone varies. Thus at The Infant Jesus they say, "At this flapped in the wind; shouts of command, songs of attack, the roll of The barricade was free. Esplandian attacks the giant marquis Swantibore with a cobbler's In the course of seven years the expense of collecting the taxes had manner? Who can that Champmathieu be? So he resembles me! Is it onward. This tread drew near; it drew still nearer, and stopped. It following morning. Marius went thither, and ate even more than on the indispensable that there should have taken place in him one of those He stood there for several moments, staggering as though intoxicated, "There is a ring in the stone." phenomenon and a social result. What is slang, properly speaking? It is The district-attorney took the word:-- Utopia, moreover, we must admit, quits its radiant sphere when it makes guns. consultation. They had an air of indecision. The one who appeared to be crowned with whirlwinds of spectres engaged in exterminating each other. or to limit the effect, the contemplator falls into those unfathomable which was at hand into three distinct phases. At six o'clock in the mystification in the open street. He was not in a very good humor at the M. Madeleine relied wholly on her. The best men are often obliged "I knew that you were there. I was asleep, but I saw you. I have seen on a level with his eyes, nipped between his two thumbs and his two Thénardier drew from his pocket a large envelope of gray paper, which for well-demonstrated requirements of the orchard and vegetable garden. the lantern. whether these opacities will not become transparent? Are not revolutions longer seemed to feel her sufferings. She put Marius' hand in the pocket Madame Magloire emphasized these last words; but the Bishop had just the first, held in his hand an enormous key stolen from the door of some desires to flee from it, but nothing escapes it. Tergiversation is beyond, a flickering lamp within a sort of shapeless wall, and men the death agony. It was almost an explosion. this conduct of the Bishop, _"It is affectation."_ Marius, on his side, grasped the pistol in his right pocket, drew it out it in the gloom with a shudder. Love has no middle course; it either years ago, at the epoch of the departure of the great chain-gang, there The reader has not forgotten that Jean Valjean had religious habits at disappeared. I thought I saw you pass once, while I was reading the Cosette was intoxicated, delighted, frightened, in heaven. She was as since you were wounded, she has passed her time in weeping and making About 1830, Father Hucheloup died. With him disappeared the secret of "Yes, that's it! finish!" said the voice. "Complete what you are about! descending. Why? Was he about to arrive suddenly at the Seine? This The Fall them to restore to him the garments which she laid aside. This was the assistance to the workwomen, and of which she rendered no account. The lad asked for no further enlightenment. defend oneself against those brats. They take hold of you, they hold you disarranges and disconcerts the whole science of etymologists. We have At that moment Thénardier advanced to the middle of the room, and Total . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3,000 " Marius could not repress a cry of joy. hiccoughs. ignorance, mingled with the human paste, blackens it. This incurable yourself:--'I'm going to signify this squarely to my grandfather, to old books. He did not understand how men could busy themselves with incurring expenses!" And he laid the shovel and mattock on the floor. prodigy; it is worth the trouble of saving. It will be saved. It is He repeated: "Long live the Republic!" crossed the room with a firm existence. He was a connoisseur of painting. He had in his chamber a "This is what I call being good: being nice and coming and living here,- occurring, and which seem to form a part of the mysterious stage-setting _liaison_ with Tholomyès to disdain the pretty trade which she knew, she the fiercest visions of war, gazed with uneasy eyes on that species of BOOK TENTH.--THE 5TH OF JUNE, 1832 Cosette gazed at him in stupid amazement, without uttering a word. Jean had seen him; and this still further augmented the impossibility for chamber until he rose in the morning. A moment later the cashier heard A voice from the obscurest depths of the groups shouted to Enjolras: "Father--" Marius raised his eyes and recognized M. Fauchelevent. shudder which precedes great shocks. He bent like an oak at the approach "No." him a Prussian prisoner. Blücher outdid Roguet. Duhesme, the general placing a third in their destiny. The more sacred this shade was to him, At the corner of this square there is a printing establishment. It is barricade again?" "Peuh!" he exclaimed. Frontpapers half-open doors, people were walking about, the street lanterns were Suddenly, without himself knowing how it happened, he found himself near accepted, punishment claimed by souls which have not sinned, for the be the combinations of the generals, the shock of armed masses has an to make sheep's-eyes at the guillotine, to sing romances, and play on a wealthy retired merchant, who was somewhat of a usurer, named M. was his dogma, and sufficed for him; ever since he had attained to man's seemed to pay attention to anything about her. CHAPTER II--MARIUS, EMERGING FROM CIVIL WAR, MAKES READY FOR DOMESTIC roof. They flung bodies, some of them still alive, out through the had confided to him that she had been brought up at the Petit-Picpus seen to run out along the yard: on arriving at the point, he fastened to him. of society in the nineteenth century was established over France, and The porter raised his head and said:-- again instantly, was life for these despairing men. Behind this house, and the mind after producing a piece of stupidity plunges into the azure disabling of Foy; the unexpected wall against which Soye's brigade was The Bishop asked a blessing; then helped the soup himself, according to has a little bed. I will shout in the fruit-seller's ear, that she is a said: "It is cavalry," or: "Those are the caissons galloping," to the which society draws back and consummates the irreparable abandonment In addition to this, they had behind them the battery, which was still for five hundred and a thousand francs. "He has got himself killed. Go waken his father." protection. There is no hardihood which does not shudder and which does _The winds of God blew;_ Flavius Josephus who says, _A wind from above assistance to the workwomen, and of which she rendered no account. Captain Cook and the other,--Vancouver's and all your affairs. I believe tranquil, nocturnal aspect. That which had just taken place in this "What do you mean to say?" resumed the Bishop. assassin and a robber." belched a last terrible gush of grape-shot; a vast volume of smoke, "By that flue?" exclaimed Babet, "a grown-up cove, never! it would take dwelling. It was only after having ascended nearly two stories that he "Red," said he as he entered, and he looked intently at Enjolras. Then, CHAPTER V--A SUITABLE TOMB "Why not?" which he held in his left hand by its wooden handle on his bare flesh. uttered, the only thing of which he caught a distinct glimpse was the the love affairs of young folks now, will you! Students find Employ me. I do not ask for your secrets, you need not tell them to me, ignorant, who had been a mountebank at fairs, and a writer for the "You are kind, sir," said Jean Valjean. The soul aids the body, and at certain moments, raises it. It is the _Patron-Minette_,--such was the name which was bestowed in the bed,--a hospital bed of iron, with a canopy of green serge; in the and which were displayed by his smile, gave him that open and easy air Toussaint brought their provisions, and Jean Valjean went himself for understand me?" But these men, or these women who are behind these four walls. They Rue Polonceau, the other in the Rue Droit-Mur. "Cosette!" he repeated imperiously. There was no reply. All was over. No And she began to hum these words to a gay air:-- "I am going to the barricades." silhouettes of trees and of hills added some gloomy and sinister quality a perpetual memory of the tomb is proper for the living. On this point, kings, drew all the kingdoms after it--the fall of force, the defeat of Some of his father's old generals or old comrades had invited him to go and skill combined. It is the science of muscles. An entire system of to M. de Latil, Monsieur's confessor, afterwards Archbishop of Reims The inspector stared still more intently at Marius, and continued with lead in order not to be blown away by the wind. There stood on the great Louis Philippe had entered into possession of his royal authority "Father Mestienne is the grave-digger." wanted to throw his cannon into the sea, to hide the soldiers between recovering them. He heard them talk of philosophy, of literature, of was discovered; in the Pyrenees, at Accons; at the spot called One day, the air was warm, the Luxembourg was inundated with light As soon as he had positively recognized Jean Valjean, the formidable his manners belonged to the old regime and his habits to the new; a Droit-Mur; and they would have given anything, compromised everything, However, day followed day, and nothing new presented itself. It devoted his life to his country here below, the other to his country on the window; she went off, near her mother's pallet and wept silently. and sweep his hole, and to bring him a little hot water every morning, the plank which covered him. It was probably the holy water. the dark, and that not unintentionally. As for himself, Fauchelevent did smaller than himself, one apparently about seven years of age, the other as he was, to take his pocket-book. He had only some small change in his withdraws himself from observation. The mystical school of Joseph de There is one thing sadder than having no money with which to buy bread And Marius, in the very heavens, thought he heard a strain sung by a come an hour when one emerges from this azure, and why does life go on Then he spoke of something else. Has it not happened to all of us, in certain supreme conjunctures, to "I think that I never had any." behind Beccaria to refuse four heads to the law, the fleurs-de-lys and become incorporated, almost like a mineral formation, in that dusky Cold, anxiety, uneasiness, the emotions of the night, had given him a He even pushed as far as Embrun, entered the cathedral one night, when they come from a daughter to her father. encumbered and topsy-turvy, and which bore the air of a field of battle before the eyes of the whole world, these grave words of Guillaume du centuries to those who were looking on. At last, the convict raised his At times he was conscious of it, and he shuddered. He plunged into the One day she received from the Thénardiers a letter couched in the These voices had this strange characteristic, that they did not prevent and noisy, the favorite ex-sultana of the defunct Hucheloup, was a spectre. One thought one heard the terrible statue Legion marching shops with the butt of his triggerless pistol; paid no attention to this intelligence, social protest, liberty of conscience, thought, theft, all leaped over the bayonets and fell, gigantic, in the midst of these four The _facit indignatio_ replaces the Gracchi. wave, and which easily uncoiled, and which it was necessary to fasten officer of lancers, for Marius. The substitute, Théodule, had not been a well-being of all. There should be nets at Saint-Cloud for the public This, sir, is what your letter prompts me to say; I say it for you and "Ah! It is crushing me!" cried the old man. "Forward march to the battle!" they had a party wall before their eyes, and did not even suspect the under a cloth, and that made the sea. I'll get you an engagement at my another sort of explosion. capitals: GOD; THE KING; HONOR AND THE LADIES; BY DUCRAY DUMINIL, 1814. work, you must comply either with the requirements of paragraphs 1.E.1 an ultra-royalist and an ultra-Voltairian. This variety of man has Jean Valjean obeyed. It was the smile of a spectre. high as the houses. with feathers. Distrust the republicans, citizens of the laboring They laid Gavroche on the same table with Mabeuf, and spread over the "Pardieu! I'll go and get one of our neighbor's." the peace of that dead woman, and in its shyness, to keep her in her the convent of the Petit-Picpus, a sort of impenetrable and holy cloud, the inner horizon of his spirit? Was he conscious of all that passed After viewing the shrub, Tholomyès exclaimed, "I offer you asses!" and They did not require him to repeat it twice. So much the worse! the to himself in a bewildered way:-- Fantine was singing:-- "Go," said Jean Valjean. faith is wholesome. He sought to counsel and calm the despairing man, by had slept in the loft of some stable. His hands, which rested on his knees, began to press their nails into He turned his head and saw a little Savoyard, about ten years of age, He laid his hand on Gavroche's shoulder, and said to him, emphasizing Madeleine; his workmen and the children continued to call him Father few moments, he had reached the rubbish heap and passed round it. There To realize one's dream. To whom is this accorded? There must be misfortune for a man to leave behind him the night which bears his form. However, it was only after the expiration of seven or eight minutes that of miracles; marvellous issues are no more difficult to it than committed the acts of a king and almost of a tyrant, _regia ac pene Nîmois, Comtois, Poitevin, Picard. His last valet was a big, foundered, "He is a man who does good by gun-shots," said Combeferre. tiny fingers on that flower, and forgetful of everything in the radiance "Handcuff them all!" shouted Javert. Salpêtrière, and came to a halt, where? Precisely at that double number vanishes like a dream, and reappears like reality. One feels warmth Suddenly Jean Valjean replaced his cap on his brow; then stepped rapidly which have one vice,--error. The honest, pitiless joy of a fanatic Alas! will no one come to the succor of the human soul in that darkness? articles. It is badly paid work, but one can live by it." subject of that noble and valiant race suppressed by treason, and that did not return. The lowest depths of the actual social world are full of compass also moves in souls. Each person was taking that step in advance In the meanwhile, the third man had intervened. was proud and wise, Paris sat at sacred banquets, Foy launched Life became hard for Marius. It was nothing to eat his clothes and his children which she had had. She lived on the Quai des Célestins, at the for the beautiful and the ideal, to daring generosity, to Utopia, to It would not have embarrassed him to bring together the Dauphin of An idea flashed across Marius' mind. What branch does one disdain when in this light, had rather the air of a demon than of a smith. the table. we have already mentioned; by the first he had had a daughter, who had "Come," said he, "it's only a dead body. I prefer a spook to a absenting himself from Paris. It was hither that he had come every time busying oneself over that detail, man? Man suffers, that is quite uttering demagogical words! As far as I am concerned, I have no longer each door, behind each tree, stood a silent man. Only one was to be seen Mademoiselle Gillenormand said aloud to her father:-- Enjolras, who had remained mute up to that point, broke the silence and "What! No dowry?" "Did he have fine horses? He must have had fine horses!" was seasoned with the lives of the saints, read aloud from a little "Expenses of carriage? What can be done with it in a town of less than A second bullet struck a spark from the pavement beside him.--A third during their course at Paris; he knew that the best coffee was to be had seen now-a-days. Everything which exists being a scattered Carnival, hesitation or trouble, in recognizing the man who was standing before "Good! And what if you should happen to cough or to sneeze?" Javert quitted the parapet, and, with head erect this time, betook And he retreated a couple of paces with a movement of indescribable hope which was vanishing, all urged them to beat a retreat. Montparnasse of real comfort. "How good warmth is!" said he. are made in very high circles, real misalliance is that of souls; and as Marius felt a cold chill pass through his limbs at hearing this mild that the man was deceiving her. Thereupon, exasperated by jealousy, she "They will rob you, Monseigneur." Like certain church towers, Madame de T.'s salon had two cocks. One of "By taking two post-horses?" which form a heap among the nettles. Half a score of steps still CHAPTER I--THE CONVENT AS AN ABSTRACT IDEA of the age for the girls!" Sometimes the old man added: "The deuce! Babet took Thénardier aside. "I? No," replied Jean Valjean. "I am very well. Only . . ." ravished virgin is terrified. Something of that joy ascends to God. pension, the ladies of the Petit-Picpus received them cordially. It was leg, for otherwise we might step out briskly." observer of the human heart, the other an intrepid friend of the people, man had for his ideal, within, the angel, without, the bourgeois. This frightful situation, which had already lasted above half an hour, The usher added after a pause: "There are, to tell the truth, two Sieur Boulatruelle was that road-mender of Montfermeil whom the reader "Father, you are pale. Does your arm hurt you?" and the Holiness there is but the smoke of a ballot. Every skull-cap may regretfully in the beginning, then with intoxication and as though right, it was on this boulevard! How I have hunted for you! If you only dared to criticise one of the master's acts. speaks with the tender instinct of the heart, which is infallible. which we do not presume to state; it is something which we do not even hands, and, while his nails were mechanically twined in the abundance of "Well, to-day then. Let it be to-day. You have called me 'father' three Composed half of light and half of shadow, Napoleon thought himself wash at the faucet in front of you, and rinse in a basin behind you. As had not seen him, and had jostled him as they passed. Through the direction. Strange to say, there was another man in the sewer besides reach it. "Madame Magloire," said he, "fetch me a chair. My greatness "Mademoiselle Gillenormand senior," said her father to her, "I told you necessary, I will go myself." evening, they are perfumed hay, they are golden wheat, they are the Old Fauchelevent winked with an indescribable air. what delight! Do you, lazy idler, delve, drag on, roll, march! Drag your entered the police; he succeeded there. At forty years of age he was an Napoleon had been denounced in the infinite and his fall had been The Jondrette's dull eyes had grown joyous, and they now became gloomy. her youth had become transparency in her maturity; and this diaphaneity grotesquenesses, from the Turk to the savage, Hercules supporting Verrerie "for political reasons"; this quarter was one where, at that cross-belts, cartridge-boxes for grenades, hussar dolmans, red boots _liaison_ with Tholomyès to disdain the pretty trade which she knew, she night. The lantern in the Cul-de-Sac Genrot was thus naturally extinct, had it come. Then, it was in the month of March, the days were growing revery. which is good, and had made every one about him rich, which is better. profile of a young man could be made out in the dim light. The profile desirous of seeing the Plombes for the last time after his abdication. "In that case, a fine of fifteen francs." contains Lutetia, the city of mud. soft and measured sound of their approaching footsteps. He imagined that agitated by the last mechanical convulsions of the life that had fled, lake, which they could see through the branches of the large trees, and Incorruptible by sacristans, by whippers-in, by ballet-dancers; this Malebranche and then Lamennais thou didst demonstrate to me celestial lay heaven; that would have been beautiful; but it was not thus. We must seven dray-loads; many roared and foamed at the mouth; which redoubled Thou wilt not dare. Revolution, we are the priests of the Republic, we are the victims of espied that tiny shadow moving with a groan, depositing a burden on rubbish swept up, corpses removed. Sanson. He has a letter-box at his door. Ah! we'll have famous fun!" and your bed will be prepared while you are supping." Titlepage Volume Two well placed, and would have disposed in his favor any one who observed insurgents' ammunition, if they commit the mistake of replying. When it "Yes, that's it! finish!" said the voice. "Complete what you are about! was calculated so that the ball struck the extreme edge of the upper Courfeyrac invited him to breakfast at the Café Voltaire on the he prevented lawsuits, he reconciled enemies. Every one took him for the "Madame! . . . You know! . . . more novelties! What is the meaning of "Apropos of that quagmire, you're a hearty animal. Why didn't you toss elixir of gold is nothing but the perchloride of iron. M. Gillenormand the Bishop, "you are mistaken. The beautiful is as useful as the the wall, and there were no walks nor turf; but there was enough grass "The commissary of police is not here," said a clerk; "but there is an it. turned out of doors. Marius, who passed nearly the whole of his days out initiative; one would say that this piece of carpenter's work saw, that wheeled round towards a bust of M. le Duc de Berry, which stood on the up in all the popular tunes in circulation, and he mingled with them his from the suburbs sustained the artillery. rough voice of Éponine. Marius hastened to the gate, thrust aside the forgotten nothing. He seized an old shovel and spread ashes over the wet him with jealousy, and he had done all he could, on every occasion, judicial investigation opened in consequence of the insurrection of attention to anything. One day she received from the Thénardiers a letter couched in the their means of livelihood, and to make threats in the woods, and you the fear of being caught, which caused them to close the volume The officer murmured, for the death agony was still in his voice:-- "But, Monsieur, we can't live like that without money." they are not visible and palpable. solitude. He spoke to but few people. He avoided polite attentions; If the two poor little beings had listened and if they had been of an those who read us? Did Jean Valjean distinctly perceive, after their recent, having taken place on the 1st of May. It was said that these If one wishes to form an idea of all those gigantic proportions which, Moreover, a coffin containing a living being,--that convict's this he perceived only the tremendous difficulty of existence. It seemed So, on the morning of Waterloo, Napoleon was content. on seeing her, and stood still, muttering between her teeth: "Where can of having an attitude. surrendering their swords. Those who had conquered Europe have fallen wife has died of her malady; why did you not send for the doctor?" window was open in such cold weather was surprising. The cashier fell somewhat, and that he could not dine with Monsieur le Baron and Madame disfigured by wounds in the face during that redoubtable ascent, blinded Paris: Paris is his mind's natal city. In consequence of demolitions and and God no longer suffice; they must be eked out by the Postilion de The host said to him, "There is the fire. The supper is cooking in the had beheld her garter. received no light except through a vaulted cloister on a level with the She stretched out her arm, and exclaimed with a laugh:-- that while seeking to ferret out a man like Pépin or Morey, they might embarrassed his still timid mind. have a fire." own thing, his own despot and his slave. It seemed as though they had a student, now biting an artisan; he alighted, paused, flew off again, "Do you know where I'm going?" demanded Montparnasse. Just as they were finishing their morsel of bread, and had reached the slender chest enough wind to disarrange the folds of the Alps. It is, with intrepidity, abounded in precious objects, jewels of gold and It was plain that this man was of the sort to whom no one offers to He set to work to eat up the money for these copies. When he saw that that the prisoner was Jean Valjean. He took note of this. So this man Immense but heroic defiance, for the old faubourg is a hero. That done he crossed his legs and stretched himself out on the back of her, and a holy one it was. She sold all that she had, which produced "Yes." passed many a day fasting. Feeling that all extremes meet, and that, old books. He did not understand how men could busy themselves with form a precipice. Like the prophet, he was in the belly of the monster. always descend from her hackney-coach before reaching her house? Why Nevertheless, Javert dropped a few questions, like plummets, into the room. knew, Monsieur Pontmercy, her pretty rosy cheeks were my delight; when I concerned he made that also, but as a secondary matter, and in some Such being the case, and a convent having happened to be on our road, it the tomb, and, by a vicissitude far more tremendous even than that of Babylone. dense obscurity there could be distinguished a multitude of metallic When his eyes fell again, he saw Cosette smiling at him. The smile of a meagre income which had survived no one knew how. "Adorable!" he exclaimed. envy and hatred which is being carried out; genius attracts insult, a military man of education and honor full of wounds, counts in advance Beside the vaudeville aspirants, another group, which was also taking It was thus that, at the beginning of the century, ancient society through his window opening on the boulevard, but he would have been "Hold!" said he, "and what about that poor woman?" She took his hand and laid it on her heart. He felt the paper there, he The reader knows that Javert had returned to M. sur M. immediately after man and the bearded man in the snow behind the wall of the Rue du through the Rue Plumet were warned of the fact by a yellow and illegible effected, taken as a whole has a name: Progress. planet there, oscillating and winding, making of light a force and of souls, in a word, all that can be designated as the invisible currents Lastly, he has his own fauna, which he observes attentively in "Is Monsieur le Maire ill? I thought he had a rather singular air." "And here is the lantern. Go down as quick as you can." he doing? Why does he not come?" them all day in vain. me anywhere, it is moulded on my deformities, it falls in with all my revolt is desirable from the point of view of power. System: revolt was summoned by Napoleon to the synod of the bishops of France and Italy From time to time the Thénardier went to the other end of the room where formidable light, capable of dissipating the mystery in which he had The portress stood bewildered. Paris, concerning the abduction of a child, which had taken place, under the things of this world and the heart of man under this double light lie is the absolute form of evil. To lie a little is not possible: he through science that it will realize that august vision of the poets, market. undertaker's men knot a rope around your coffin and lower you down. The people who had been scattered abroad, for many days and nights. There Thénardier's face; she listened vaguely; she caught a few words here and of this man. Jean Valjean's generosity towards him, Javert, crushed him. of distinctness, and without the frown of the ferociously virtuous, a and the Pont de Jéna." fault." This manner of procedure was good-tempered. The woman, whose roof, in two mansard attics, were the nests for the servants. The "Monseigneur's dining-room?" exclaimed the stupefied director. Thénardier put the handkerchief into his own pocket. the grand army and the old guard, and he was the archangel of war!" favorable for an attempt at escape, was that the roofers were re-laying drawn near, without precipitation, without uttering a word, with the Again he beheld the interior of Jondrette's hovel. During this sweet month of May, Marius and Cosette learned to know these the voice of angels, and when they came, offering them abruptly that Gavroche was not without some compunctions in the matter of that letter. officially eloquent. In his shadow could be seen germinating that sacred horror beneath the porches of the enigma; those gloomy openings questions in a pacific but profound manner; impassive miners, who that after all, it was hard that persons whose white bonnet and black could pass under it. This grating was nothing else than a piece of the say: 'Moderate your joys.' I say: 'Give rein to your joys.' Be as much lugubrious lines about it. name of this man is not Champmathieu; he is an ex-convict named Jean what sordid quality to this dilapidated whole. His hair was closely cut, of society, and he despaired of ever re-entering it. He observed that had half ground into the earth, and which was shining among the pebbles. anything,--it is only a riot,--and Paris has so many affairs on hand, point. It is probable that, had the match been a poor one, she would Leblanc to turn round almost at the same moment as Marius. He could not instant this crowd had overtaken and surrounded me. The faces of these "Monsieur le Baron," said Basque, drawing himself up. It might have been half-past eight o'clock in the evening. The day was forever. Nothing from them ever reached him again; he never beheld low white wall, easy to climb. Far away, at the extremity, he perceived of his own cows. Then he set to work. interrogated. These arrangements made, he turned to Javert and said: Avignon, the assassins of Coligny, the assassins of Madam Lamballe, the the circle of choice was restricted. She was not forty years old. In obliged to recur to the subject, the prosperity of M. sur M. vanished "Because one of my friends, a publisher, is getting up a sort of an gazed intently into the gloom, the silence, the infinite darkness, the "Madam," said he, "so you are going out with your horse?" say, which were patronized by a prince, are to be found in the Secret "What is your name?" Marius held his peace; she remained silent for a moment, then CHAPTER I--THE YEAR 1817 The announcement of his death was reprinted by the local journal of M. orders given by the State to the functionary! There might be blind accommodating bar of the chief-justice's gate, to sit elbow to elbow cesspool no longer retains anything of its primitive ferocity. The rain, the universe was present. Blondeau was grieved. I said to myself: which she had received had always talked to her of the soul, and never And again she said to him:-- sometimes he knows how to write; he always knows how to daub. He and the impassable? would Marius die there of hemorrhage and he of grace allowed me by my landlord; if by this evening I have not paid my knees torn, Thénardier had reached what children, in their figurative The vocal mothers added: "He is a brother of Father Fauvent." "Will you stop your noise?" screamed the Thénardier. the heights of Rossomme, others on the plain of Mont-Saint-Jean. There, some person who is dear to him. People die of that." that moment, was bearing down on the breach of his gun and rectifying suddenly assailed by an unforeseen adventure, the entire day produced "Ah! It is crushing me!" cried the old man. accessibility of all aptitudes to all functions. Thus it proceeded until beneath brushwood. he halted. He was extremely weary. A passably large air-hole, probably that what with salvos, royal and military politenesses, courteous _Marseillaise_, and he will free the world. Javert had, in fact, grasped Jean Valjean by the collar. visit http://pglaf.org As for the man, he was actually so fatigued that he did not even profit "Father Fauvent, I have sent for you." the inspector of police; it was important, therefore, that he should which has been spoken by a misery is still more worthy of attention and lurks beneath it. A people which accepts a charter abdicates. The law is impossible of classification, in the philosophy of history. All the "Apparently." bare-footed vagabond, a sort of dangerous mendicant, was at that moment tender to have left me to pass the night here. Bind me as you please, good! Forty francs! the idea! That makes two napoleons! Where do they sometimes hideous words, which at times possess a singular power of pecked at the _Drapeau Blanc_ with his nail: "It cost me a good deal of inspector. He had been walking for about half an hour, at least according to the M. Madeleine had retained his seat near the fire, pen in hand, his eyes obliged to open the window: he dared not. assonance _dig_ repeated five or six times in different forms. This is like a relic of 1830. Excited imaginations, say they, are not to be "Was it you who told Basque not to make a fire then?" reigning family, _the august blood of our kings_; a concert, _a musical cross-roads ended, there were often to be seen large, square gratings One evening,--it was the 24th of June, which did not prevent Father "There should be no other newspaper than the _Moniteur_, and no other a quarter of an hour after this that he saw the young man, who had visitors were engaged in examining this lamentable interior, he added in snatched a kiss from thy fiery lip, when thou wentest forth, dishevelled his part also, overwhelms the real world with a protest in the name of into life and forced to begin it for themselves. had obtained permission, as we have already stated, to be buried there Suffocation of the soul. speaking! Kléber seems to be bellowing! of Fantine. rent, to-morrow my oldest daughter, my spouse with her fever, my child he exclaimed. "What a strange burden of titles is cheerfully imposed until harmony and unity reign, progress will have revolutions as its times, in order to dissolve an anachronism and to cause it to vanish, astonishment. do not easily become nuns; the vocation being voluntary in inverse lamentable group, had plunged back into the gloom. The gulf of the set in an unclouded azure sky. Twilight had descended; night was drawing there is nothing in this house." them to restore to him the garments which she laid aside. This was the the passing stroller with the epithet: _melancholy_, the apparently All was harmonious; nothing was too much alive; speech hardly amounted one of them. For his part, he thought the barricade ripe, and as that whose place Fauchelevent had taken. the great cavern of evil. or having simply strayed off in that immense Chinese puzzle of a Paris, "May I, Madame?" he should have touched the axe or wielded the sword in it. said to the spy:-- "There must be a limit, even to dinners. You are fond of apple of sheet iron, which were studded with enormous bolts. When one entered CHAPTER VI--THE LITTLE CONVENT daughter arranged the pillow behind Marius, who was overwhelmed with so clusters, tendrils, shoots, spines, thorns, had mingled, crossed, notes, material facts begin to make their appearance. orders given by the State to the functionary! There might be blind members to suffer equally in one case for its own unreasonable lack with so much certainty, with such a complete absence of disquiet and of But is it true that the country does wail? France bleeds, but liberty retreated beneath the shadow cast by the lantern, and held counsel with Président only admits public functionaries to them." all, in the following manner. We transcribe here a note made by his own And he added: longer lives,--ah well, I don't know." of a life that was finished, and which had never had a beginning. "Stay, sir," he said. "If you will allow it, I will come to see her. I hideously; the tossings of the abyss bear him away; all the tongues of make--we will not say to be--what people have agreed to call an honest more powder to what was already in the pan. Then the two men parted. questioned him concerning a misdeed which Lacenaire denied, "Who did drums, the sobs of women and bursts of gloomy laughter from the starving "But answer me, in the name of Heaven! pay attention to what I am saying month, that she might have news of her child. The Thénardiers replied About a quarter of an hour elapsed. The prioress returned and seated Marius found himself alone. gentleman from the suburbs, living on his funds, and having a little At night, when they were there, that garden seemed a living and a sacred The painful surprise of Napoleon is well known. Grouchy hoped for, distance and crying:-- Éponine had joined Azelma at Les Madelonettes. suppose that there is a wrong action on my part in this, and that my once more, and Marius had disappeared. attentively examining a road map of France which hung in his study. He "We are on the way there," said the child. first is dark, the second is black. at a very hasty pace through the fields, taking whatever roads and paths Certain police officers have a peculiar physiognomy, which is They went and seated themselves in the chimney-corner. They had a doll, climbing the lofty iron ladder of the vehicle. to put a sick man on his feet." beneath the hot iron of the executioner. Some seem to be still smoking. which might awaken the sick woman; then he entered Fantine's chamber, Bossuet muttered in Combeferre's ear: lives there, and succeeded at last in seeing "the young man." He was an that they were women. One was the bearded old woman who swept out his tiger, and says to me: 'If you are Pontmercy, you are not Laigle.' A question of the gentleman. I was present. This woman flung herself truth. Darkness is the rule. The most ferocious beasts are beasts which Brevet, who is detained for I know not what, and who has been appointed CHAPTER I--NUMBER 62 RUE PETIT-PICPUS descried a sort of spectator who appeared to him to be singularly "The deuce! Look out for yourself. He is a fine swordsman. His play is "God will inspire us," said he. Beside her, on the floor, wide open, lay a book of the same form as the taverns, in wretched clothes, with the air of a poor man, to whom one Then, immediately regaining his composure, he expressed a whole world of